Hellfire Legion Recruitment Center - Closed.

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Message Encryption: Medium
Message Source: Unknown
Message Recipient: Hellfire Leigion Beacons, where-ever they might be


Evening Hellfire Legion. The Circle of life has brought me back to what I had avoided, a long time ago. So it's time for a story, and you gotta hear it to understand.

Firstly, My name is Albert Knowles, and for the greater part of my life I have been a Freelancer. Now you'll ask what "the greater part of my life" actually means, being the smart alecs you are. Oh well, no cheek with you guys, I am currently Seventy One years old....

I'd tell you about my beginnings, my schooling, my parents, bla bla, but let's face it, they don't matter worth a damn now, all of it has turned to dust a long time ago. What you would like to know is that I am a Libertonian by Birth, my home being in Denver, Colorado.

Now you'll wonder why a Freelancer of this age should suddenly turn coats. Again, a little more story is needed. I always wanted a free life, but Pops had always wanted me to join the Navy, to get some stability in our lives, and a decent old age or something like that. I'll be blunt, I absolutely *static* resented that. I wanted to shape my own future goddamn it! Is that a wrong thing to do or think about!?

Long story short, something had to break. I ran. I ran very far, and very long. Working my way up from scratch, I learned everything to learn about putting a ship together, putting money together, and most importantly, putting people together. Dunno what happened to Pops and Mom. In hindsight, maybe things could have gone differently. But hell...

It was a hard life to be sure. One full of putting ends together, but I enjoyed that life. A lot. It was like you shaped yourself with your own hands, the feeling was totally awesome. It took me fifteen years to get into space after I ran off...And since then, I've belonged to the stars.

Now you wonder why the heck should I be sendin' all this waddle of crap, as you might call it, so I'll get to the point. I'm getting old, gents. You can feel it straining against your brain, your parts, your insides. The thrill is no longer there, although I can still pot a guy as well as anytime in the past. God bless Computer guidance.

When ya get old, you get philosophical, and you wonder. So far I've wandered aimlessly, my only love being money...but it seems vain now. I have enough money to get by now, and it is not appealing anymore.

*his mouth twists into an expression of pain*

I need something to live for....Something to fight for! I feel this life is given to us to do something worthwhile with, and I need to make this life less of a waste and more of a blooming grassland, so I can goddamn die in peace saying I did my best fighting for what I thought was RIGHT!

*He breathes heavily, drained by the outburst*

Sorry. The thing is , I've seen your people in action a few times, and I have seen your propaganda...And I feel you are right. I've had a long life to contemplate over the ills of the Liberty Navy, and from my position, you can just see it happen visually, like a fungus swallowing bread, only in fast motion. I wish to give my services to you...

What can I do and where can I serve? I can still pot and smoke pilots as well as any Freelancer can claim to have done, My Moldy Crow was put together by me, and me alone...So I got experience with patching up ships. I have also travelled all over Sirius in my time, and there's a lot I can tell you about....

I've never flown a bomber, but hell, it can't be that hard. Also, I have a solid pair of guts still...You'll hear the stories about that later.

All I am asking for is a chance. A...single...chance...to redeem.

*shakes his head and rubs his hands against it as the screen fades*


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***OOC PART OF APPLICATION***

Have you ever been sanctioned before?: Yes
If so, what for?: An accidental disconnect that I forgot to apologize for.
Do you feel you've learnt your lesson from that?: Yep.

Do you have Skype?: Yes
If so, what is your Skype ID?: prarabdh.thakur