Order Primary Fleet Recruitment Network

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Section I: Personal Pilot Information

Name: Benjamin Stone
Gender: Male
Age: 30
Height: 6' 2"
Weight: 85kg

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Section II: About You

Why do you want to join the Primary Fleet? Because the nomads need to learn that they can no longer attack humans without fear of retribution.

How long have you been in the Secondary (Independent) Fleet? 2 months

What do you think you can bring to us in the Primary Fleet? My skills with negotiation are excellent; I've sent countless wayward freelancers and smugglers away from Omicron Minor with firing a single shot. I'm not soft though, any of said freelancers or smugglers that have been caught in Order space twice never return for a third time.

Please rate your combat skills out of 10 (10 being the best) (Please note: Having a higher score does not affect your application) In a fighter or bomber I'm about 5/10, in larger ships I'd say about 7/10.
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Section III: Pilot History

Back in 802 A.S a badly damaged and seemingly lifeless Jinkusu class Juggernaut was found adrift after a Nomad attack in Omicron Delta. An Order boarding party was sent aboard to see if there was anything left worth salvaging. Of the thousands of people on board only one was still alive, a boy. That boy was me.

In a twist of fate, I was adopted by the late Admiral Alfred Stone.

Being brought up in the Order there was really only one path and that path was to become a protector of humanity. My adoptive father saw me as some sort of protege, clay to be molded. Whenever I wasn't being taught by tutors, I was with Alfred. He taught me how to deal with people, how to stand up for myself, how to fight, how to lead. By the age of 24 I was already at the helm of a Hathor, my connections allowing me to skip the ranks of the common soldier and into a position where my father's teachings would be put to good use.
When I was assigned Omega 3 on a recon op, my diplomatic skills served me well as I avoided conflict with BAF and RM officers. When the BHG moved in my ability to command my men in combat allowed me to best my foes and put up a glorious fight when I was finally overwhelmed.

With my Hathor in ruins, I caught a ride back to Omicron Minor with a group of Zoners. On our way we encountered a Nomad gunboat, which identified itself as Qingu. While the Zoners were horrified and were making preparations for the next life, I stepped up to the comms array. The nomad was interested to see that someone was willing to stand up to it. It told me that humans had invaded it's home and now it was seeking to eradicate us. I reasoned that if the nomads were not so quick to anger a deal could be made.
After long debate on the failings on mankind the nomad let us go. Relieved, the Zoners made haste towards Omicron Minor.

Upon my arrival I learned that Alfred had fallen ill and was possibly infected. I immediately went to see him, only to find him in quarantine.

I recorded the conversation for I knew it would be my last with him:

"Son, what are you doing here?"
"I heard you were ill, I had to see if you were alright."
"Well you're here, so listen good. The doctors think there's some kind of nomad inside of me, well they don't think, they know. They've got scans and such. I can feel it too, it keeps trying to tell me something about you and my ship, the Retribution."
"Why would a Nomad care about that?"
"I have dreams, I keep seeing you at the helm."
"There's no way I'm ready to take command of such a vessel yet, Dad."
"Listen here, sonny you take damn ship use it well; I've got no time left and you have to be in a position to lead, for the good of humanity!"

After his outburst he started convulsing and coughing up blood; in a few seconds he died.

At the funeral, I was allowed to see him one last time. Although he had fought many battles and suffered many injuries, I did not recall him ever suffering any wounds to the chest. These were no ordinary wounds however, they were in the shape of some sort of text. I noted the symbols on a piece of paper and took it to our lead researchers to see if they could decipher it.

They came back with one word, a name, Qingu.

After that I knew, I was meant for something. With a request to High Command, the Geb Light Assault Carrier known as the OCV-Retribution was placed under my Command.

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Section IV: Other (OoRP Section)
NOTE: Skype is a requirement for communication purposes


Skype name: ben.oshea
Timezone: GMT +12

Please provide a summary of how active you think you will be in the Order|? Example: What hours do you come online? Do you check the forums regularly? I'm always on after school from 4pm-6pm and then 8:30pm-9:30pm, on the weekends I spend most of the day online. I check the forums every day to make sure I'm up to date. In terms of time on my Order| character; At the moment I spend 90% of my time on it, it all depends on what's going on with other characters.

Have you ever been sanctioned on the Discovery RP 24/7 Server? If so, please provide details. I do my best to follow the Disco rules and so I haven't been sanctioned (or even warned by an Admin) for doing something wrong.

Do you agree to be excellent, follow and the rules of the server and forums, and to respect the admin and moderation team and your fellow players?
Of course I do.

Quick Update: I just thought I should say that I actually was in Omega 3 under Tenacity's orders, I can direct you to the thread where I posted my mission report if you wish.

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