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ID: Erich Wright (AKA LH~Chrono)
Age: 27
Location: Mactan Base
(Current Station Records)
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My ambition to work for Ageira started at a young age, I grew up on Erie seeing the massive transports of Ageira docking and cruising around in sub-orbit. I wanted to be a part of building the cutting-edge technology that would shape the future of all Sirians. I didn't come from a well-off family, but, after studying hard in high school and writing a hell of an admissions essay, I managed to get an Ageira corporate scholarship and off to Cambridge I went. The next 6 years were spent getting a degree in physics and masters in applied astrophysics. At this point Ageira offered me a job back in Liberty and I leapt at the opportunity ready 'to help the universe' or some other idealistic absurdity.
When I got to Los Angeles, everything was as I had always dreamed of. Ageira set me up in a corporate research lab under a respectable PhD and in what must have been a multi-million credit lab. I worked for over 2 years with our lab churning out inventions and patents. The company treated me great, but I began to notice most of our work never saw the light of day. Burying research that could affect their 'white box monopoly' I could have understood, but the company consistently denied funding for projects that would have alleviated hunger and poverty throughout the houses. The official excuse was impossible to implement, but the real reason was unprofitable to implement. Then I kind of just had a breaking point one day'¦ The assistant VP of planetside R&D came to speak to the researchers at our facility in a televised event and started speaking of Ageira's 'commitment to a better tomorrow' and other corporate dreg. During the Q&A session (full of scripted questions) I pushed my way to the nearest mic and asked him about the reasons for not implementing the food transit project or the new safety specs for jump lanes.
I was quickly escorted out of the conference and told to report to my supervisor that afternoon. I knew it was now-or-never so I went to the nearest auto-teller and took out as much as I could from my corporate accounts before they were frozen. Using my old Bretonian ID from my school days, I booked a civilian transport back to Erie and made it back home for the first time in 8 years. My cousin got a hold of a second-hand CTE 750 (worst ship I've ever laid my eyes on) and I set out in search of the Hackers. I was going through jump holes and staying off the lane grid, having to fight Xenos on even-terms just to get to Rochester. There the junkers let me rest and allowed me to fix up my ship. After trying my luck at the Xenos again, I tried to return to Rochester only to find several [LNS] tagged ships orbiting the station. I fled as soon as I saw them and managed to somehow find Buffalo in the badlands. Upon getting my dagger I flew to Mactan and found it under assault by bounty hunters. After fighting alongside outcast and hacker pilots through waves of bounty hunters, I finally gained their trust enough to get access to this channel to officially post my application.
I pray I've proved myself worthy of joining your elite organization. I just want a chance to get back at Ageira and let the world know that all Ageira cares about is its own pocketbook.
