OPEN AGAIN! - Independent Miners Guild Recruitment channel

[Theranes]

[Incoming Transmission]
[From: Tom Erson]
[Sender Location: Freistadt Base, Omega-7, Border Worlds]
[To: IMG recruitment]
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Greetings to th' honoured leadership of the Independent Miners Guild!

*whispers* Bloody hell, I should have though about writin' down the wole tapescript...Ehh, never mind now. Oh, its recordin'? Blasted. *grinds his throat*

I'm hereby postin' my request on officially joinin' yer honored organisation. *chokes* Sorry if I'm not entirely BRP or how are them in Cambridge sayin', but family was kinda low on funds regardin' the education o'mine, but I'm not here to babble too much anyway, I'll just leave that ta wiser people, eh? I'm gonna try to stick to some order, though.
So, bio? I can't say how many stories like mine have ya heard before, I imagine its not the first time a guy with could-be-better manners sends to ya either, but here it goes. My mum is a, truly libertine women give her that, and she always was. Her name is Suzanne Allen, look her up if yar willin'to. She was a, real rebel back 'en when he met pa', constantly protestin' for the Green Party and doin' all sorts of minor sabotage like breakin' the windows of them BMM batboys' Starfliers, she was just too rebellious for her own soddin' good. So, on a bright'n'shiny day on Leeds - err, honestly, there is no such a day on Leeds -, two guys from the BAF or something looked her up, scared her so she ran offworld, ta yer Freeport 2. There was where she met good old pa', Max Erson, yer tipical IMG miner, born as a miner, raised as a miner, and he raised me as a miner. So since I've known tha better end of tha rod of a Hegemon, I've always helped'm out in the fields, and now its my time to take on our "good old family business" as pa' always made the joke.

About thy goals, they are what mine, aye? I'm a simple man, just wantin' to get by from minin', stay independent from them greedy corps back in Bretonia an' elsewhere an' not get pirated every second by them soddin' Outcasts or some other bunch with even worse manners than mine.

About what I bring, I've already spoken with one of yer bosses, gave me a Hegemon, what I can give is prove how to use it, I've been in the fields since I was tall enough to reach the rod. It's not much else I want to achieve either - get some money to support tha family, how pa' and ma' are spendin' it after, ma sendin' it to tha Party or daddy ta my clever coz Sam finishin' his university on Cambridge, I don't care.

Ehh, well I'm hopin' I didn't manage to ruin mah chances entirely at joinin', this is Tom Erson signin' off. Oh, and I've posted self-idenfication in the extension, just to be sure.
*whispers* I should have asked Sammie to write the tapescript...Blasted, it's still recordin'? *Audio mutes*



Extension 1

Height: 5'7" (five feet seven inches)
Age: 23 Sirrian years.
Birthplace: Freeport 2
Gender: Male
Weight: 190 lbs
Eye Color: Brown
Hair: Black
Nationality: Bretonian
Experience: Hegemon, possibly a VHF if asked nicely
Application position: Miner

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