Previous jobs/roles: I'm a 4th generation junker. Parents were smugglers, mostly for the Outcasts and they got me into that line of business as well. So I worked as a hauler-smuggler, scrap miner, assassin, escort, pirate... anything they needed, so I have experience with all lines of junker work.
Reason for applying for the Junker Marauders: I can see your line of work is a lot like mine so logically joining Marauders would prolong me breathing... working alone comes with much higher risks...
A small paragraph about you: I was born at Trafalgar Base in New London. Parents did a lot of, let's say not so honest jobs, and they got me involved with it as well. They taught me everything they knew before they retired and with their help I managed to earn enough cash to buy a few ships and go independent. I think the most proud day of their lives, was the day i got my nick name "Hatchet". I got it a few years back in a bar, while docked at Freeport 6 in Tau 29. An IMG pilot was talking trash about Junkers, as he was just robbed by one. I told him to do something about it, not just talk about it and we got into a brawl. As he was losing, he pulled out a knife. Luckily behind me was a fire hydrant and next to it an axe. Not even thinking I lifted the axe up and threw it at the IMG pilot while he was running towards me with his knife in hand. Blade of the axe hit the dead center of his forehead. He dropped dead on spot, still with an axe hanging out of his forehead. My parents and a friend of the family, who were also in the bar, just looked at each other, when the friend said: You've got a real Hatchet Harry there Smith's. My parents laughed out loud and the nick name stuck with me ever since.
Finally, your S.K.Y.P.3 protocol, if you please: Bruziwuzy
It's time to kick ass and chew bubble gum... and I'm all outta gum.
There is the saying that people are often looking for new blood, but there is nothing wrong with turning to old blood to gain wisdom.
Consider yourself accepted, Harry.
(Don't worry, we won't release this outside the Marauders, unless we need to kill you~)
Name:Alexander
Age:28
Place of Origin:Planet Pittsburgh
Previous jobs/roles:Miner on Pittsburgh, Scrap Miner in Debris fields around NY
Reason for applying for the Junker Marauders:
I've been mining scrap for years now, haven't made much money, and I'm bored to death, want to try something a little different ya know?
A small paragraph about you:
Born on Planet Pittsburgh to two Miners, some may call my parents Slaves, and to be honest I would agree, I did the same thing for a few months, and it was hell, I stole a Camara and fled to the nearest Junker base, I've been using that Camara to harvest scrap from the various debris fields around NY.
Stealing that Camara made me feel alive, it was exciting.
I was talking to a few Rogues on Rochester, and I've heard how much money you can make fleecing traders! It sounds more and more appealing every day. Hopefully I can dump this old Camara, and start stealing a real living!
Finally, your S.K.Y.P.3 protocol, if you please:ThargoidX
Reason for applying for the Junker Marauders: I need a new job since my gunboat is trashed
A small paragraph about you: My brother and I were born in Gallia, then we left. We bought a gunboat off the black market and started bounty hunting for the Rogues after roaming for awhile. Now the gunboat is trashed and I need a new job.
Finally, your S.K.Y.P.3 protocol, if you please: reid.taylor57
Name:Edmond Blaze Age:Never too old Place of Origin:New York,Somewhere in the scrap fields Previous jobs/roles:Scrap refining,Occasionally Smuggling and a bit of piracy when bankrupt. Reason for applying for the Junker Marauders:Urge to show the universe that the Junkers not aint just scrap A small paragraph about you:Born a revolutionary,I mean,to parents who cant keep quiet to all that the government does,exiled from Planet Manhattan due to my parents,sheltered under the roofs of Rochester,I started off my relatively slow and boring life.Hauling the leftovers to shower them with the love of Junkers,was my life,for most part.
Found that carrying contraband,irritates the good guys.Did the same,found some love among the darker people of the universe.Accustomed to the darker ways to make money,faster than what all the corporate fat pigs might ever get to know.Occasionally robbing ransoms out of the rich and fat coffers,wallets that weigh more than their self,made my living among the undesirables and the feared.
Fear,that I took advantage of,something that made my fortune,much to the disgust of others.In all,a classic Junkie,with stances of "Law abiding citizen" showing up from time to time.Never the one for the corporate limelight,I earn to rob and rob to earn.Much said,action remains.Response from you and I am ready to mutiny and rage.
Finally, your S.K.Y.P.3 protocol, if you please:sathish.wazza
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