AFA Recruitment

[Moneybags]

*Incoming Transmission*
*Transmission Begin*
*User: Kyabetsyu*

*You see a young man dancing and singing in the living room of his house.*
*He suddenly stops and looks at his comm's camera*

"Mom! Did you turn on camera!? I think it filiming me again!"
*Looks to see who the call is going out to*
"Oh, that right. I press call buttion 4 day ago. Hey, it finally go through!

Anyway, my name Kyabetsyu. I live on farm with parents. I am 18 year old. Sorry for bad english. I not grow up in Liberty. I want be Famer, go up in sky and see Gaijin's and say 'Pew pew!' I know how fly from, how you say, Starflea outside New Tokyo. It easy, just no hit big red buttion.
So can I be in fleet?"

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So after taking a break for about a year I've decided to get back in to Disco. So yeah.

[TheOrangeButterfly]

**Identity Confirmed: Beginning Transmission**

Name: Suguru Egawa
Age: 47
Occupation: <strike>Farmer</strike> Angered Farmer


Begin Message Body

My name is Suguru Egawa. I do not have much of a history, I am a simple man with simple dreams. I have sold my family farm and all the buildings, equipment, and crops that that entails. My brother was a member of the Hogosha, and as such he was able to provide me with a cheapened ship that will allow me to exact vengeance upon those that would oppress the great nation of Kusari: a Black Dragon. I have been learning to fly this great vessel of the past few days, with his help. He has left back to continue his own work, and I do not know when I will see him again. Before he left he led me to Kagoshima Depot, and I met men and women with a like mindset here. I am here at your service, to join the Artisan Farmers Alliance that I may return one day to my simple life. But for now, I fear that complicated days are ahead.

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**Transmission Terminated**

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[Zelot]

To Suguru Egawa and Kyabetsyu, Welcome to the AFA, you shall fight the good fight for the people of Kusari. Please forward me your skype info in pm to move ahead.



To Everyone else:

Hey folks, a friendly, Out of Roleplay reminder. If you have any questions, comments, concerns, PM me, and not Zelot. That other guy is getting confused as to why he keeps getting PMed with questioned. Remember, Mr. Farmer McFarmeruski might be Zelot, but, he gave me this thing, so, PM me.

Thank you!

EDIT: THIS THREAD IS STILL CURRENT! IF YOU WANT TO JOIN, POST HERE!

This still stands, I am just filling in for a moment for the esteemed head honcho farmer, Mr Baconsoda.

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[Sabre120]

-Incoming Transmission-


LOCATION - Kyushu, The Bleeding Komodo Bar

USER - Hideyoshi Katamori

Message Begins:

Greetings to you fellow farmers. My name is Hideyoshi Katamori and I wish to join the Artisans Farmers Alliance. I have been a sort of disengaged member of the standard Farmers Alliance for some time now, scraping out a living on Kyushu and trying to help the farmers in need around the planet. However I have come to realise that us farmers can not progress without decisive and aggressive action. This is why I wish to join you, I need to feel like I am truly making a difference in our struggle with the corporations and the only way to achieve this is to get radical, so, if you'll have me I'd very much like to assist in the cause.

Message Ends.

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Dream Theater - &quot;Sabre120 and Jongleur officially win. That is all.&quot;

[Seiji.Ozu]

He sat motionless, disconnected from the world around him as howling winds swirled and the rain poured down heavily on his body from the heavens of planet Kyushu. He was perched high on Mount Miyanoura, in a shrine dedicated to the gods of honour and fertility. Many had sat there before him, just as many would sit there after him. His task was simple; discover the path, find his purpose, achieve enlightenment and pursue the will of the gods. His time had come.

4 days he sat, meditating, like a statue, without food, with only the rain to sustain his human requirement for water. Detached, looking down upon his physical manifestation and concentrating ever more, he pushed his mind further into the mists of Miyanoura, searching for his rightful place.

And then it happened. Just as he crossed what seemed like the point of no return, the wind and rain stopped suddenly, and he felt a comforting tranquility taking over. Thoughts began to emerge, powerful, yet peaceful. His mind was no longer his own. He could not control his thoughts, as he had spent the previous days doing so with intense purpose and control. He had become merely a spectator in the theater that was his mind. There were thoughts in his mind that were not his own... he saw and felt things which he never could have imagined...

Images of an ancient Kusari, his people farming and prospering, there was an immense sense of honour and well-being; the likes of which he had never experienced in his brief (by comparison) existence. He was home, he had found what he was seeking. He never wanted to leave this place.

He had felt the touch of the gods, he knew. He had seen and felt a Kusari which was a far cry from the Kusari of today. The gods had shown him heaven, and yet had taken it away from him just as suddenly. He found himself sitting again in the shrine on Mount Miyanoura, the winds howling and the rain pouring down.

He paniced.

Ripped from his heaven, yearning for the purity, honour, and prosperity once more, like a drug which had taken hold. He sat shivering, his body ravaged and frail from the harsh conditions.

If there was anything that could become of this inferior existance, he knew what he had to do. Like the other honourable souls before him, he made his way to Kagoshima Depot looking to fight for his people and for Kusari.

The people of Kusari must prosper once again.


Update

After waiting for a week without any signs of life emanating from Kagoshima Depot, he offered one final prayer of honour and prosperity to any remaining AFA soldiers that may be out there, powered up his engines, and moved off.

Alone he would search for the Kusari he knew was possible.

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[jlrfernandez]

sorry changed my mind

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The Mandalore's Office
Signed,
Mandalorian Alor'ad: Vau.Bendak, Mandalorian Mercenaries.
Slaver: Cpt Fernandez, on board of -SE-Arabian.Nights, Slavery Enterprise Corp.

[mang109]

/// Incoming Transmision ///


Comm ID: Miyagi Ochi
Position : AFA Leadership

Konichiwa!

We have had some technical issues at Kagoshima , apologies for our silence

Seiji Ozu we offer our most heartfelt apologies for our failures. We strongly agree with your sentiments ! The people of Kusari must prosper once again. If you still wish to fly with us we shall welcome you brother!

Hideyoshi Katamori, we apologise to you also. with us you can make difference in the struggle with the corporations, and we are always looking for pilots who wish to be more radical in their methods. You are welcome also!

Contact me via a private channel! I eagely await your company in our fight to save Kusari!


Ochi Out!

/// Ended ///

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Former leader of AFA (Farmers Alliance)
Former leader of [ALG] faction
Former GMG Trade Director

Retired due to career focus. Returned due to career de-focus.

[Seiji.Ozu]

In a deep state of meditation in his ship high above the planet of Kyushu, his mind once again traversing the mists of Mount Miyanoura far below, he felt a presence.

Since his departure from Kagoshima Depot, he had spent much time searching within for guidance and had begun to witness just how far Kusari had strayed from it's rightful path. One man alone could not change this, he knew. Despite his solo efforts, the gaijin profiteers ran rampant, poisoning the Kusarian youth with their hollow values, greed, and complete disregard for the way of the honourable Kusari.

He heard a faint whisper emanating through the mists, the words he could not make out. The silhouette of a familiar structure flashed in front of him. He had seen it before, on his first journey from planet Kyushu some weeks earlier.

He powered up his engines once again, destination: Kagoshima

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[mang109]

Konnichiwa Farmers of Kusari

I shall not lie to you- we are in desperate times.

We need more pilots to counter the growing Gaijin threat.

If you know how to fly, we will set you up with a ship and get you in to space. If you already have a ship, we need you even more, we are just simple farmers like yourselves and are not wealthy.

I look forward to hearing from you.

-Miyagi Ochi , AFA Leader.

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Former leader of AFA (Farmers Alliance)
Former leader of [ALG] faction
Former GMG Trade Director

Retired due to career focus. Returned due to career de-focus.

[mang109]

Konnichiwa once again Farmers

We are desperate.

Outnumbered on all sides.

The Outcasts and Bretonians from the west, Blood Dragons and GC from the North, the GMG flooding from the east, and Gaijin coming at us from all directions.

We are able to source many funds in "Donations" from these Gaijin traders, but no amount of funds can give us able pilots.

So: We Need You!

Join is in glorius battle for the farmers and all true people of Kusari!


- Miyagi Ochi, AFA Leader.

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Former leader of AFA (Farmers Alliance)
Former leader of [ALG] faction
Former GMG Trade Director

Retired due to career focus. Returned due to career de-focus.