[color=#33FF33]Mesieur Mazuret, there has been an error in my application. My S.K.Y.P.E. address indicated in the application was slightly incorrect. This is easily corrected, I assure you, but very embarrassing. Merci for your understanding.
Name: Gaspard Devereaux Age: 38 Gender: Male Place of Birth: New Paris Previous jobs: Gallic Metal Service as a pilot of various transports The Division you would like to join (you can pick several divisions or only one by putting a cross in the empty field):
[+]Council Assault and Security Division
[ ]Council Trade and Supply Division
[ ]Council Technology and Advancement Division
S.K.Y.P.E.: Sorry, none Short story about yourself: Bonjour. I was born on New Paris to a father who was an officer in the Gallic Royal Navy and a mother who enjoyed the privilege that accompanied having a husband with growing political connections. I was all set to follow in my father's footsteps when I met Michele.
Michele soon became my world, and I hers. I began to adopt some of her "radical leftist" beliefs and sympathies for the causes of The Council, so I decided not to pursue a career in the military. This angered my father, as I knew it would, and Michele and I eloped. I took a transport pilot's job with Gallic Metal Service and Michele and I settled down on Quillan in Languedoc. It wasn't a lavish life, but it was our life.
As my political values matured, I became further disenfranchised with official Royal policy. After 7 or 8 years of hauling ore, I decided to follow my convictions and join The Council. I guess the final straw in my conversion to "the other side" was wanting to make Gallia a better place for our new son, Jean-Luc.
Being based out of Champagne, I didn't get to see my family much. Michele and Jean-Luc made it safely through The Council's liberation of Quillan. All was relatively normal, that is until the madness that was the Gallic Royal Navy counter-offensive and evacuation of Languedoc began.
Michele and Jean-Luc made it safely onto a transport off of Quillan, and headed off for a temporary shelter on Reunion in Orkney. Their transport was caught in the crossfire between their escorts and some Royal Navy forces. I was told their ship was destroyed with all souls lost. My world was shattered.
I continued to go through the motions as best I could, but I was fighting for The Council without purpose. I couldn't even muster up enough hate to gain a small measure of revenge. One night while off-duty, I was drinking myself to a stupor in some dive on Marne. As usual, I was telling my tale of woe to anyone who would listen when a passing Freelancer interrupted me. He had recently heard a similar tale from a Michele. He couldn't remember where exactly, but he ran into this woman matching my wife's description in some backwater station in the Taus somewhere. She was accompanied by a boy who looked to be about what Jean-Luc's age would have been. She mentioned that her transport was crippled during the Languedoc evacuation but finally drifted to a relatively safe location to disembark. Now, she and her son are constantly on the move looking for a safe place to await the return of her husband who was off fighting for the Council.
I was instantly sobered by the news and immediately went to my commanding officer, begging for a transfer. By this time, as you all know, our forces have been cut in two with only the entirety of the Gallic Royal Navy between me and my family. My commander at first opposed my request to transfer to Roussillon, but his sympathies for my plight allowed him to reluctantly give in. After all, if some "dumb pilot wants to get his damn fool head blown off by the naval blockade," who was he to argue.
My story of running the blockade will have to wait for another time but suffice it to say, I am now on Toulouse, awaiting permission to join the Council Forces on the Pamiers. I remain loyal to The Council's cause, but I would be lying if I said I wasn't also interested in looking for my beloved wife and child who are still hopefully somewhere in the Taus. I await your word.
Name: Lynn Minmay Age: 21 Gender:Female Place of Birth:Compiegne Space Colony, Ile-de-France Previous jobs:Bartender, Interstellar Trader of Gallia and Sirius. The Division you would like to join (you can pick several divisions or only one by putting a cross in the empty field):
[ X ]Council Assault and Security Division
[ X ]Council Trade and Supply Division
[ ]Council Technology and Advancement Division
S.K.Y.P.E.:Nanosinx Short story about yourself:I work primainly for the Solar Enginnering, interconnecting the lawfuls with the "unlawfuls" as brigands, maquis, council and even more, after, i lost my ship in one assault of the GRN- in our base of operations, some friends escape from the royal forces in one auroch freighter, we take all that we can and set course for sirius, by surprise, one royal fleet try to stop me, and aboard my ship, we can't allow that, we defeat that intent of be arrested and we leave lanquedoc, we take some repairs and one emergency alert obligue us to leave, the royal forces are passing into orkney, i take all council families that we can take aboard that little ship, and we escaping, was incredible.. the reunion station was exploding for the fierce of the royal navy, with my ship, we stay near leeds, i work some for repair my ship, but.. i promised to me that i'll take the revenge because they killed my father and mother, that try defend me in reunion...i'll serve us with valor, bravery and fidelity. :cool:
You are accepted into the Council. Welcome! Your next step is to set up your fighter and the fight for freedom can start. Viva la revolution!
Source:Planet Toulouse, Roussillon From:Gaspard Devereaux To:Gustave Mazuret, General en Chef Encryption:High
Merci, General. I will report to the Pamiers immediately and check the standing orders - I want to make sure using "Le Cannonball" on my Agama is acceptable.
I shall let neither you nor the Council down. For Gallia!
Name: Marcel Lafluer Age: 21 Gender: Male Place of Birth: Planet New Paris Previous jobs: Political Dissident, Freelancer The Division you would like to join (you can pick several divisions or only one by putting a cross in the empty field):
[X ]Council Assault and Security Division
[ ]Council Trade and Supply Division
[ ]Council Technology and Advancement Division
S.K.Y.P.E.: Schroederfgson Short story about yourself: Bonjour, My name is Marcel Lafluer, I was born to a lower class family on Planet New Paris to parents with an interesting choice in politics. I grew up learning that man should only be governed by someone they know they can trust, and picked by their fellow man. At a young age, my father trained me in self defense, as well as how to fend for myself in space. Two years ago on my 19th birthday, my parents showed me they had saved up their money to buy me my own ship, a UX-256 Moonbeam to finally get out of the repressive grip of King Charles XI. And leave i did, i flew the systems, pulling odd jobs for different groups to help support my parents, while saving up money to move them out of Ile-de-France. Unfortunately last month, i received a message from My uncle saying my parents were taken in the night by the Gallic Navy for crimes against the state and summarily executed...
I... I've... got no were else to go now, family members left and right have disappeared and it is only soon enough until they come for me, i know how to fly, and shoot, and i am looking back to hit the King and his lackeys to show they have picked a fight with the wrong man, Merci beaucoup for taking the time to read this
Source:Le Grande Stockage Fromage - Home of the holy cheese From:Refaello Sanzio To:Applicant Encryption:High
Bonjour monsieur Marcel Lafluer
You are not not-accepted to the Council. Welcome monsieur to our ranks. Get your gear ready, uniforms are waiting for you. You will be given face-to-face combat trainings the moment you take your gear, and then go through piloting training sessions, and will soon shoot those cold-hearted-cheese-hating-king-dogs.
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Comm ID:Alizza Chevalier
Alliza stands in front of the camera and waves
Bonjour!
I am Alizza Chevalier, run-away pri.. uhm.. person from New Paris and I wanted to find a place I could settle but I have only found two others which was not acceptable then I came across this feed so I thought I would try my luck here.
Here is the Application form.
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Name:Alizza Chevlier Age:17 Gender:Female Place of Birth:Saint-Denis, New Paris, Ile-de-France Previous jobs:Fighter Pilot in training for the LaBrise and Stragglers Brigade The Division you would like to join (you can pick several divisions or only one by putting a cross in the empty field):
[x]Council Assault and Security Division
[ ]Council Trade and Supply Division
[ ]Council Technology and Advancement Division
S.K.Y.P.E.:Given Short story about yourself:I Originally ran away from home because I was tired of being in doors and not allowed to travel and see what space is like. I was kept from doing anything apart from being able to go to school and go to the Gallic Royal Police academy to see how they train to fight and use flight simulators to train themselves for space combat. I did a little of it so I know how to fly a ship and dodge pretty well but fighting in one is difficult. When I ran away, I joined LaBrise, hoping to see more of what was out is space and I got to visit Bretonia.. where one of the other members tried to get me to date a Captain or Commander of a Destroyer.. at least, I think it was a destroyer. I left LaBrise when they became distant, stopped flying through space and when the leader resigned, it wasn't the same anymore. So I started flying around and looking on the Neural Net and came across the Stragler's Brigade. A small group of children who ran away from home so I thought I'd contact them and lend them a hand with things they needed. Unfortunately, they too went quiet and did not do much.. and that is when I left them and decided to look on the Neural Net again for a place to go which is how I stumbled upon this transmission thread of the Council. I do not think I would be welcomed back home so I thought I would see if I would be welcomed here..
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She looks around then back at the Camera
Uhm.. I am in Baffin right now and I do not have a ship.. but I will try to make my way to.. where ever your base is if you want me to.
Je vous remercie pour votre temps. (Thank you for your time.) //Lets hope it says that at least//
Name: Jessica Belrose Age: 22 Gender: Female Place of Birth: Planet Le Mans, Maine Previous jobs: Miner employee for GMS The Division you would like to join (you can pick several divisions or only one by putting a cross in the empty field):
[X]Council Assault and Security Division
[X]Council Trade and Supply Division
[ ]Council Technology and Advancement Division
S.K.Y.P.E.: amelia.berry20 Short story about yourself: Jessica Belrose was born on Planet Le Mans in the Maine system. Her parents were working as miners for the GMS on the Senonches Mining Facility close to Le Mans. They always wanted her daughter to do the same when she gets older. Lastly, exactly that was what happened. Jessica more or less got forced to start a career as miner. She never was a fan of this kind of work. She simply disliked it. Her parents were promoted in the next following days, after Jessica has been accepted as employee for GMS, and have been told to go to another facility to work there. Jessica has never seen or heard of her parents again and used this chance to run away and to search something that would suit her more. She considered joining the Gallic Royal Forces but after she had witnessed the oppression and unfairness for civilian workers, she decided to fight for another cause. The cause of the Council.
Bonjour mademoiselle Chevalier and mademoiselle Belrose.
I have looked thoroughly through your applications and decided to accept you both into the ranks of the Council. May the Council serve as a new home and a new hope for you. Your training starts as soon as you see yourself fit for the training.
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