[101st] Recruitment Department

[dilqn22]

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Sender ID: Gabriel.Sanches
Destination: 101st Recruitment Office, Corsica
Subject Application

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Greetings Commander Bonello. I am interested in joining the 101st Outcast Guard wing,
I feel that I have been only receiving gifts of Malta and I wish to defend Malta with my
body and heart to repay the favor. And that is what i want to do to the rest of my life.

Ofically my story is a short as a outcast. It started when i came to Omicron Alpha then i saw the beutiful planet Malta. Then, when i saw its squatters i sayd to my self that i want to become a Outcast i bought me self a ship called "Sabre" but there was somting mising.When i fly out of the planet found what it was, it is the 101st Outcast Guard when i saw them with my own eyes i understood that i was destined to become one of you.

I will give my life for the Maltese cause, you merely need let me.

Your most humble servant,
Gabriel.Sanches

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1) Why the 101st?
Because wnen i saw for first time the 101st they sparked my interests, i wanted to be part of them to experience the life they had lived and the life they will live.

2) What are two things you enjoy in real-life besides playing Freelancer?
watching TV and playing Lineage2

3) What would the last sentence of your autobiography be?
"And that is proof that you can do anything if you put your mind to it."

4)If you could be a fictional (from a film, book, comic, etc...), who would it be, and why?
Lt. Colonel John Sheppard he is a gifted pilot and the leader of one of the Stargate Atlantis teams.He is a good leader and a good friend to the others persons from his team. He works to stay one step ahead of their longtime foe, the Wraith.
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[Eppy]

***Incoming Transmission***

***Comm ID: Admiral Sarah Dattaglia

***Target ID: Recruitment***

***Re: Accepted***

I am pleased to report that all applicants have been accepted to the ranks of the 101st. All pilots should acquire a copy of the 101st Pilot Handbook and report to Corsica for immediate assignment to a Sabre. A private communique with your S.K.Y.P.E. frequency is appreciated.

-Dattaglia out.

***End Transmission***

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Quick comment - we thought that Panzer was the Leader, Swift. -Agmen

Which Dreadnought was that?

One of your nine.

[Jamez]

***INCOMING TRANSMISSION**
**Comm ID: Evangeline Knight, Planet Malta, Omicron Alpha System**
**Target ID: Mia Bonello**
**Re: Transfers**

TO: Mia Bonello, Commanding Officer, 101st
FROM: Evie Knight
DATE: June 2, 817 A.S.
SUBJECT: Potential Admission

My name is Evangeline Kimberley Knight. You may already know about me or my past, so I will explain why I have contacted you.
I was previously the Director of Public Affairs for the LSF, during my service I undertook an infiltration operation, infiltrating Kusari to launch an attack on Hogosha ships in co-operation with the Golden Chrysanthemums, in return the LSF would gain political support from the Junkers.
Unknown to me, my ship had been detected during the op and I was captured by a Kusari Naval Forces patrol on my way back to Liberty space. I was detained on board Battleship Nagumo in the Shikoku System. Upon my release, under Naval Forces escort, my ship was compromised by a Chrysanthemum bomber - who managed to lose the KNF pursuers - and I was subsequently captured.
After days of 'negotiations' involving members of the GC Kiretsu Strike Squadron, with nowhere to turn, my life was spared in return for my services as a combat pilot at Morioka Base. I progressed to the rank of 3rd-in-command, acting 2nd-in-command within a 6-month period, and was among the first pilots to be assigned the new 'Blossom' GC Very Heavy Fighter in exchange for the ageing Eagles.
During my time on Morioka, I met Vitale Demetri, the man who helped me see things from another point of view, the first Outcast not to hate me, but to care about me, and also the man I fell in love with. My time as a sister of the Chrysanthemums has taught me much about the Outcasts and what they fight for.
I will be moving to Malta permanently soon and I have decided that now is the right time to leave the Chryanthemums in the capable hands dedicated women of Kusari, and protect my new home here in Omicron Alpha.
The past two years of my life have changed me forever. I wish to move forward and join the 101st Outcast Guard as one of the people of Malta.
One thing has never changed, though - I have never liked the Corsairs!

I look forward to hearing from you, Commander.

Please answer these questions to the best of your ability. 5 sentences Maximum per response.

1) Why the 101st Outcast Guard?
Personally I have always had a preference towards the 101st due to <strike>my undying love for Eppy</strike> it's militaristic, formal and well-organised manner. Also, to continue the roleplaying story of my character, the 101st is the best choice.
2) What are two things that you enjoy doing in real-life besides playing freelancer?
Meeting friends and driving.
3) What would the last sentence of your autobiography be?
Brb, need to reboot the router..
4) If you could be a fictional character (from a film, book, comic, etc...), who would it be, and why?
I like placing my (awesomeified) self into other fictional universes but not someone else's character.

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Andrew Skye
Starflier thrill-seeker

Evangeline Knight
Seasoned fighter pilot

Shinji Takeda
Renzu Corp ex-COO

[Eppy]

***Incoming Transmission***
***Comm ID: Admiral Sarah Dattaglia
***Target ID: Recruitment***
***Re: Accepted***

Welcome aboard, Miss Knight. I believe you already have our communications frequency. I'll put you on the duty roster.

-Dattaglia out.

***End Transmission***

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Quick comment - we thought that Panzer was the Leader, Swift. -Agmen

Which Dreadnought was that?

One of your nine.

[6aman]

***Incoming Transmission***
***Comm ID: Commander Mia Bonello, 101st Ghosts of Razgriz, Commander's Office, Corsica***
***Target ID: Outcast Quantum-Digital Frequency 165386 THz***
***Re: Transfers***

TO: Potential 101st Pilots

FROM: Mia Bonello, Commanding Officer, 101st

DATE: April 14, 816 A.S.

SUBJECT: Potential Admission

Hundreds of Years of Dedication, Skill, and Power embodied by a single unit far in the depths of the Omnicrons.

We are the famed Ghosts of Razgriz.

The 101st Outcast Guard Squadron. We are the first line of defense of Outcast space, the vanguard of the Maltese fleet, and the spearhead of the Orange Dream.

The 101st is not just a ruthlessly efficient fighting force, it is a brotherhood. A family of warriors, assasins, tacticians, strategists, and leaders.

The 101st is now accepting transfer requests.

Any applications to the 101st Outcast Guard are welcome, but our admittance process is, obviously, highly selective, and not every applicant is guaranteed admission. As a squadron, we mainly look for maturity, dedication, and the ability to act as a morally sound Maltese soldier at all times.

Depending on the business of the members of the Board of Admissions, the time it takes for a decision may vary. We give every application the same amount of scrutiny and evaluation as the next.

If you are interested in joining the 101st Outcast Guard, answer the questions below, and include a brief history of yourself, preferably 1-2 paragraphs, 3-4 sentences per paragraph. Feel free to be honest. We do not discriminate on the answers to these questions at all. They are simply used to evaluate how well you can communicate, your maturity, and your Character in general.

Regards;

Commander Mia Bonello

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Thanks for this post go to elgatodiablo, who helped create the structure and lay down a basis, and to the University of Pennsylvania.

***Incomming Transmission***
***Comm ID: Mitko***
***Target ID: Commander Mia Bonello, 101st Ghosts of Razgriz, Commander's Office, Corsica***
***Subject: Request for Admission***



1. I would like to join the ranks of the 101st Outcast Guard for several reasons:

a) My goal in this world is to aquire ultimate power and become one of the best pilots. I see that you posses such power and influence. The tales of the 101st Outcast Guard's pilots desribe them as on of the best fighters in Sirius. If you allow me to use the power of the mighty outcasts then I, in return, shall provide you with my excellent combat skills.. I am also very fond of the abilities required to work in a team, and I obey orders from my commanders.

b) I am a cardamine junkie ( hey, what ya gonna do xD) and I want to protect my precious cardamine.

c) I hate, hate, hate, all of the Corsairs, which happen to be your enemies. Why do I hate them...because they are selfish, greedy, rude, unfair, and worst of all corrupted. Yeah, their ranks are filled with treason and trators. No one can be trusted.

2. There many things that I love in life but most of all:
a) Basketball (Go Cobi!)
b) My girlfriend (obvious reasons)

3. I never actually wrote an autobiography so I don't know. Maybe the ending part will include some wise words, thinking about the future, or a very famous quote (Ex. "Dum, Spiro, Spero"- "While I breathe, I hope")

4. If I could be a fictional character I would probably be Thrall from Lord of the Clans. At first he is a slave, a gladiator, a warrior, but then he becomes a leader, a lord. He goes through a lot of trouble to find freedom. I admire him and respect his hustle.


P.S.: Sorry that I messed up previously with my RP charecter and not following the rules.

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[gezza999]

***Incomming Transmission***
***Comm ID: Mitko***
***Target ID: Commander Mia Bonello, 101st Ghosts of Razgriz, Commander's Office, Corsica***
***Subject: Request for Admission***
1. I would like to join the ranks of the 101st Outcast Guard for several reasons:

a) My goal in this world is to aquire ultimate power and become one of the best pilots. I see that you posses such power and influence. The tales of the 101st Outcast Guard's pilots desribe them as on of the best fighters in Sirius. If you allow me to use the power of the mighty outcasts then I, in return, shall provide you with my excellent combat skills.. I am also very fond of the abilities required to work in a team, and I obey orders from my commanders.

b) I am a cardamine junkie ( hey, what ya gonna do xD) and I want to protect my precious cardamine.

c) I hate, hate, hate, all of the Corsairs, which happen to be your enemies. Why do I hate them...because they are selfish, greedy, rude, unfair, and worst of all corrupted. Yeah, their ranks are filled with treason and trators. No one can be trusted.

2. There many things that I love in life but most of all:
a) Basketball (Go Cobi!)
b) My girlfriend (obvious reasons)

3. I never actually wrote an autobiography so I don't know. Maybe the ending part will include some wise words, thinking about the future, or a very famous quote (Ex. "Dum, Spiro, Spero"- "While I breathe, I hope")

4. If I could be a fictional character I would probably be Thrall from Lord of the Clans. At first he is a slave, a gladiator, a warrior, but then he becomes a leader, a lord. He goes through a lot of trouble to find freedom. I admire him and respect his hustle.
P.S.: Sorry that I messed up previously with my RP charecter and not following the rules.

***Incoming Transmission***
***Comm ID: Transfers office, Corsica
***Target ID: Operative "Mitko"***
***Re: Request for admission***
Greetings pilot!

Thank you for applying to the 101st, we apreciate the time and effort taken to fill in various forms. However, we are obliged to inform you that the state of your application does not warrant entry to the 101st Ghosts of Razgris division.

Also, we have received notification that you have somehow gained access to 101st transponders for your vessel, we strongly recommend that you remove these as soon as possible, send the hardware to one of our offices immediately. 101st transponders are only assigned to those of the 101st, and your use of one is not within regulation. There may be ramifications if these units are not returned to 101st hands at once.

Good luck with your other endeavours pilot!

****Signal lost ... transmission terminated!*****

///Ask before you use official faction tags please, we still expect it gone ASAP.

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This is my signature.

[6aman]

Hey, I clearly stated that I was sorry and will make up for my mistake...but well, I guess I really don't deserve to be part of the 101st...
:(

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[Patrician]

To: 101st Recruitment Office
Re: Application and Personal History


Bio:

Brandon Garrison was born the son of a Junker and a Zoner on Freeport 10. True to their natures, his parents taught him self-reliance and independance from an early age. They were loving parents, but travelled often, giving Garrison free reign of the Freeport. This enabled Garrison to meet many people from very different backgrounds. This only inflamed his urge to see the universe. When he was 15, he became a stowaway on a trade ship to Malta. When he snuck out of the ship he was struck by the beauty of the planet; the first he had ever seen dirtside. Enchanted, he wandered the world for a month seeing the sights. He grew to love the clean, unscrubbed smell of the air, the waves of orange grasses on the plains, the green acidic seas.
After informing his parents where he was, they arranged passage home for him on a smuggler leaving in a week. While waiting at the spaceport inn, he was struck by the sense of camraderie and family the Outcasts shared with one another. This was something new. His family loved him yet everyone else he had me on the Freeport was suspicious and insular. Here people were open and devoted to their home. When the week was up Garrison reluctantly boarded the ship home.
His parents greeted him on the dock with open arms....and told him he was grounded for 50 years or so. However, after a few days Garrison grew sick. His parents, travelled as they were, immediately knew what it was and took him back to Malta, where he recovered in a few days. His parents, never dreaming he would run off had never warned him about Cardimine, which was in the very air and water of Malta. After a long discussion, it was agreed he could stay on Malta; living with a friend of the family, "Uncle" Alberto.
As the years passed Garrison grew more in love with his adopted home. He loved the beauty of the world, the sense of unity its inhabitants had for one another.
At age 19 his parents bought him a Sabre and Garrison was off to see the stars. Yet everywhere he went he only saw greed and self-interest. The more he travelled, the more he realized how much he missed Malta and its Outcast citizens. Being a wide-travelling Outcast on his own he also learned how to fly by the seat of his pants. He grew disgusted by how many people attacked him solely for being Outcast, not even caring to talk to him and judge him as a person.
Disenchanted, Garrison flew home and was greeted by Uncle Alberto, who threw him an epic homecoming party. After recovering, Garrison resolved then and there to apply to the honored 101st; to guard his adopted home from the intolerance and hatred of the rest of Sirius.



1. Why the 101st?

I wish to join the 101st so that I may protect Malta from our enemies. We have a special group and I want to keep it that way.

2.Two things in real-life I enjoy doing.

I like to read a lot- about any genre as long as its good. I also enjoy riding my mountain bike though the mountains and woods.

3.Last sentence of my autobiography?

....and his last words were "Hey everybody, watch this!"

4. Fictional character?

Hmmm. I suppose Corwin from the Chronicles of Amber by Roger Zelazny. He tried to stay true to what he believed and held dear no matter the cost.

I guess thats it. Regardless of the decision, I was honored to be asked to join. Good day.
P.S. I was asked as Nightlord. Do I have to use that char or do I make another?

[Zytahar]

Scanning frequencies... Secure channel obtained. Sending message... Message sent.

Applicant name: Luciano Fibonacci

Short autobiography

The first thing I remember is my mother crying while running with me in her arms...

I grew up on a small farming community, on Hera Prime. Ever since I've known myself, I grew up without a father. My mother only told me that he left us before I was born. I grew up hating him.
Life was though on Hera Prime, yet rewarding: we worked all day long, but what we needed, we had and what we had, we produced ourselves. We had no need for outside goods, but sometimes, a merchant would land in our settlement and bring us used electronics, hydrocarbons fuel and old comics in exchange for food and wooden decorative objects, that my people made. These visits were quite rare, yet every time I saw the merchant ship, my heart felt as if it would explode. I found it fascinating How that odd heap of metal could float into mid-air, defying all the natural laws of my little world. And when I heard of stories about millions of stars and people flying from one planet to another, I was simply mesmerized. As I was going to find out, it wasn't the flickering stars, nor the wonders of the other worlds that was drawing me way from my peaceful existence. No... It was the call of blood. But I shall get there soon...
Amongst the merchants that visited us, there was a man that developed affection for my mother and for me. But no matter what he did, my mother never considered him to be more than a friend and I did not understand that until the day she died. It was this man, against all of my mother's protests, that first took me on a spaceship and showed me how my little planet looked from above. Ever since that trip, all I could think about was buying my own trade ship with which to wonder through the stars.
At the age of 16, I decided to join the HDF, Hera's Defense Fleet. Against my mother's cries, I took my horsanet to the neighboring city and joined the fleet. When I say fleet, do not think of Battleships and Cruisers, Gunboats or Heavy Fighters. Our fleet was composed of a handful of old, rusty light fighters, equipped with primitive laser weapons. If we ever were to be attacked, the attackers could have thrown boulders at us with their empty hands, and they would still have won. Still, it was on such a ship that I first learned to maneuver a fighter.
At the age of 18, my mother became ill. The doctor said that she wouldn't make it through the year. Still, she lasted 3 more standard years.
By that time, I had already been promoted to Lieutenant, due to my outstanding skills of shooting rocks in the nearby asteroid field, which was our training ground. I was happy, so my mother was happy for me. But she wasn't happy. And that made me unhappy, too. We both had gotten used to the idea that we could say goodbye from each other at any moment. But we didn't really talk about it.
One day, when I had barely turned 21, a villager came to me and told that my mother wishes to see me. I had known then that the dreaded moment had finally come. But when I entered my mother's room, it wasn't a kiss and a goodbye that I found. It was the truth about my father, the truth my mother had hid from me, hopping to protect me, hopping I would not follow his way. She told me how she fell in love with a young Outcast, how they got married, how she became pregnant and how they went on their honeymoon. She told me how three Corsairs recognized my father and attacked him and my mother while they were going back to their room. She told me how he screamed "Run, my love! RUN!!!" and how he held them back to give her time to run. She told me that she escaped and saw the news about a man being attacked by three others and how that man managed to kill two of his attackers before being stabbed in the back by the cowardly third. Finally, she told me how they hunted her down and how she managed to escape on a trade ship with her newly born child. She told me how much she regretted the fact that he hid the truth from me, she asked for forgiveness and then she died...
I hated myself. I hated myself so much that I was amazed of how much hate a human being can harbor... I hated myself and I still do.
Four weeks after her death, I stood in my house, barely eating or drinking anything. The desire to die and my thirst for revenge waged a bloody battle in me. But at the end of those dreadful four weeks, my thirst for revenge was victorious. I was half dead, but a shadow of the proud young man I had been not long ago. Yet, a new force had risen my body of the cold ground, forced food into my mouth and poured water down my throat. And it is simply amazing how rejuvenating this force was... In 2 weeks I was back on my feet.
I started by stealing what I considered to be the best fighter in my squadron and left the system. I wondered from planet to planet, hunting down criminals for credits, knowing that I was about to become the hunted one, myself. I will not bore you with stories of how I got to earn my small fortune. I will tell you that I managed to get myself a fully equipped Sabre and a couple of million credits with which, through never-ending bribing, I managed to find Planet Malta. I am currently docked on Malta, writing this message to you, hoping you will not deny me my revenge, allowing me to earn forgiveness from my father's memory and from myself.

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1) There is a certain romanticism to the story of the Outcasts and to their war with the Corsairs. I am a romantic person and I want to taste this romanticism by being part of it. And why the Outcasts? Because they were survivors all the way, waiting until the last moment, before abandoning their ship.

2) I am very passionate about Sci-Fi books and movies. I'm also very passionate about chemistry, so I spend hours in the chemistry lab.

3) There is no "living happily ever after"; life has it's own inertia, it's own self-preservation mechanism, so when yo draw the bottom line, you see that all is still the same.

4) James Kirk from Star Trek. I find myself in his desire to explore the unknown.

[Eppy]

***Incoming Transmission***
***Comm ID: Admiral Sarah Dattaglia, 101st***
***Target ID: Recruitment Applicants***
***Re: Accepted***

I am pleased to inform both applicants that they have been accepted into the 101st as Lieutenant Junior Grade(s). Both applicants should change the titles of their current Sabre/Scimitar/Switchblade/Falcatta/What have you to Brandon.Garrison[101st] and Luciano.Fibonacci[101st]. Current ships may be used, the purchase of a new unit is not required, but ships can be modified and brought up to military specifications (such as the purchase of a full armor upgrade) if its current state is deemed unfit for Military service. Both applicants should transmit their pertinent S.K.Y.P.E contact data to the commander or one of the other officers, who will then add them to the 101st Comm Channel. If the applicants do not have S.K.Y.P.E contact data, they should probably install the transponders into their vessels at this time, available at this location. Pilots should also familiarize themselves with the 101st Pilot's Handbook. Welcome aboard, gentlemen.

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Quick comment - we thought that Panzer was the Leader, Swift. -Agmen

Which Dreadnought was that?

One of your nine.