[101st] Recruitment Department

[Patrician]

To: 101st Recruitment Office
Re: Application and Personal History


Bio:

Brandon Garrison was born the son of a Junker and a Zoner on Freeport 10. True to their natures, his parents taught him self-reliance and independance from an early age. They were loving parents, but travelled often, giving Garrison free reign of the Freeport. This enabled Garrison to meet many people from very different backgrounds. This only inflamed his urge to see the universe. When he was 15, he became a stowaway on a trade ship to Malta. When he snuck out of the ship he was struck by the beauty of the planet; the first he had ever seen dirtside. Enchanted, he wandered the world for a month seeing the sights. He grew to love the clean, unscrubbed smell of the air, the waves of orange grasses on the plains, the green acidic seas.
After informing his parents where he was, they arranged passage home for him on a smuggler leaving in a week. While waiting at the spaceport inn, he was struck by the sense of camraderie and family the Outcasts shared with one another. This was something new. His family loved him yet everyone else he had me on the Freeport was suspicious and insular. Here people were open and devoted to their home. When the week was up Garrison reluctantly boarded the ship home.
His parents greeted him on the dock with open arms....and told him he was grounded for 50 years or so. However, after a few days Garrison grew sick. His parents, travelled as they were, immediately knew what it was and took him back to Malta, where he recovered in a few days. His parents, never dreaming he would run off had never warned him about Cardimine, which was in the very air and water of Malta. After a long discussion, it was agreed he could stay on Malta; living with a friend of the family, "Uncle" Alberto.
As the years passed Garrison grew more in love with his adopted home. He loved the beauty of the world, the sense of unity its inhabitants had for one another.
At age 19 his parents bought him a Sabre and Garrison was off to see the stars. Yet everywhere he went he only saw greed and self-interest. The more he travelled, the more he realized how much he missed Malta and its Outcast citizens. Being a wide-travelling Outcast on his own he also learned how to fly by the seat of his pants. He grew disgusted by how many people attacked him solely for being Outcast, not even caring to talk to him and judge him as a person.
Disenchanted, Garrison flew home and was greeted by Uncle Alberto, who threw him an epic homecoming party. After recovering, Garrison resolved then and there to apply to the honored 101st; to guard his adopted home from the intolerance and hatred of the rest of Sirius.



1. Why the 101st?

I wish to join the 101st so that I may protect Malta from our enemies. We have a special group and I want to keep it that way.

2.Two things in real-life I enjoy doing.

I like to read a lot- about any genre as long as its good. I also enjoy riding my mountain bike though the mountains and woods.

3.Last sentence of my autobiography?

....and his last words were "Hey everybody, watch this!"

4. Fictional character?

Hmmm. I suppose Corwin from the Chronicles of Amber by Roger Zelazny. He tried to stay true to what he believed and held dear no matter the cost.

I guess thats it. Regardless of the decision, I was honored to be asked to join. Good day.
P.S. I was asked as Nightlord. Do I have to use that char or do I make another?