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  1. On ‎8‎/‎28‎/‎2018 at 8:06 PM, Pilotfish said:

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    ULYSSES S. GRANT

     

    FLIGHT WING APPLICATION

     

     

     

     

    OOC Portion:

     

     

    Steam user name: Pilotfish

     

    How active are you on server: Active.

     

    When are you most active with your timezone: 9PM onwards in BST.

     

    Do you have a Microphone and Teamspeak: Yeah.

     

    Have you had any previous experience with Fleet rp: Yeah, both in TAC and as bridge crew, briefly.

     

    Provide an RP example of how a TAC fighter would react during space combat and or during ground combat:

     

    "Tremor 1-1, Bandicoot, standby for fire mission."

     

    "Bandicoot, Tremor 1-1, send it."

     

    "Fire mission as follows: Napalm strike, three hundred meters north of our position, ingress east, egress west. On my command. How copy?"

     

    "1-1 copies. On your go, Bandicoot."

     

    Below, a sea of arachnids, and at their centre, a tightly bound ball of flashing rifle-fire and jostling helmets. The TAC's engines screamed as he pulled it on a tight turn, lining up for the strike. A flash of motion at Barnet's right, and he dipped the stick and cut the throttle. Above, a winged insect overshot, spewing organic napalm in a falling, smoking cloud of acrid fire. Air whistled, whipping past the cockpit as the ground swept up towards Barnet, covered in a moving carpet of screeching pseudo-arachnids. Closer and closer.

     

    He pulled on the stick and eased the throttle up again, and the heavy punch of Gs shoved him into his seat. Gritting his teeth, he spiralled into position and thumbed the firing stud. A small buzz of cannon-fire and the firebug was a spray of ichor and vapour on the wind. 

     

    "Tremor 11, cleared hot."

     

    "Copy that. Coming around now, Bandicoot."

     

    Barnet got his bearings - past his planned ingress. A glance around and a judgement call just too fast for conscious thought. He flipped the TAC on its side and pulled up, sending it in a screeching, banking turn around. Low to the ground, he levelled out, flipping up the 'DROP' cover on his stick. He tried to lean to the side a little to check the angle - an old habit from cargo birds. The military harness held him tightly in place, clinging. He hadn't gotten used to that yet.

     

    Bugs streamed below. Coming up on his left, he could see the morita fire. It seemed more sporadic now. Barnet frowned with concern, then looked back to his target. A quick flick of the wings gave him the view he would have gotten from leaning - a pair of tankers shoving and climbing their way through the thronging insect mass. An instinctive sneer came to Barnet's expression. He levelled out, and counted in his head, eyeing the MI position as a landmark.

     

    "..Two... one... now."

     

    The button clicked. A sterile noise. Below and to the sides of him, thunks of ordnance detaching from mountings. Clustered napalm canisters dropping at fifth-of-a-second intervals. Barnet counted them through, then pulled out of his run and banked to get a look at effect on target.

     

    Below him, a strip of fire was already blossoming through the horde. The tankers were indistinct in it all, visible through their death throes, and as the chemicals inside them reached flash-point and detonated. They blistered and popped like corn, scattering more fire amidst the crowd. 

     

    "Good fire-mission", muttered Barnet, immediately before his radio crackled. A new voice, less stern.

     

    "That's good effect on target, 11. We've got a royal heading in from our east. Can you gun-run it?"

     

    Barnet swung his TAC around to get a look, and saw a hulking figure striding in towards the pocket of infantry, mandibles raised. He nodded to himself, sneering again.

     

    "With pleasure."

     

    Provide an RP example of a dropship pilot, on ship or during a deployment:

    Atmosphere whipped past the windows of the Viking, and the turbulence of entry shuddered the airframe like a dust-mote in a breeze. Barnet leaned to the side and flicked the thermal regulation to maximum. He keyed the radio.

     

    "On the ground in five."

     

    "Understood." The clipped reply buzzed back.

     

    Barnet took a breath, and squinted out the windows. His instructor had taught him how to instrument-fly a Viking, but despite everything they'd said about differing gravitational field strength, air composition, and thermals, he still felt better eyeballing it. The Viking was a lot closer to the heavy cargo lifters he'd spent most of his life flying, and his gut told him not to get lost in the instruments. 

     

    Clouds whipped past. He flicked on the anti-icing systems. 

     

    Ocean below, far in the distance, sparkling deep green. An adjustment, then another. The stick was reassuringly heavy, not like the trigger-hair sensitivity of the TAC fighters. Vikings had to be convinced to move. Barnet liked that in a flier. He coaxed it level, then eased up the throttle, moving in on his controlled dive towards the LZ - now a flashing purple marker on his HUD.

     

    Bleeding speed now, the Viking started to drop, the purple marker moving steadily in time with the ocean sliding by to the sides. Barnet eased the boat into a slow orbit, squinting at the site. A valley, closed in on three sides. he was set to come down facing away from the mouth. That wouldn't do.

     

    "Slight delay, Mobile. I'll have you down in two."

     

    "Right." The same terse voice. Barnet didn't envy them the tension of waiting to rush out onto that alien ground. He swept around on a final leg, lining up to drop the ramp facing the mouth of the valley. Instrumentation bleeped at him. The HUD flashed a warning, 'PULL UP. LANDSCAPE.' It was registering the valley walls. A glance outside told him it wasn't tight enough for the updraft to be a problem. A flicked switch, and the landing jets kicked in with a hiss and a thump. 

     

    Gear extended, the Viking thumped to the ground, a little heavily. The ramp dropped down immediately after, and infantry streamed out. From outside, Barnet heard the shout of "Dust, dust, dust." He quickly checked the bay camera, then flicked the ramp mechanism into reverse and started bringing the throttle back up, sure to vector his thrusters to keep the swirling turbulence of dust and air out of the eyes of the troopers below. It spoiled his angle of ascension a little, but nothing a little abuse of the landing thrusters wouldn't fix.

     

    Do you acknowledge that extended lack of activity without notice will result in your removal: Sure.

     

    Do you acknowledge the negative stigma of Flight Wing, and my efforts to break said stigma: Very much.

     

    Do you acknowledge that failing to assist in these efforts will result in your removal: Absolutely.

     

     

     

    IC Portion:

     

     

    Name: Wilson Barnet

     

    :: Medical ::

     

    Medical disorders: None.

     

    Known allergies: None.

     

    Diseases: None.

     

    Extra info you’d wish to tell us: N/A

     

    :: Physical ::

     

    Age: 38

     

    Height: 5'8"

     

    Weight: 155lbs

     

    Build: Athletic 

     

    :: Note, all your physical test scores from basic will be accounted into selection process ::

     

    Current Rank: Ensign.

    :: Must be below the rank of SCpo. and  must not go below CM. ::

     

    Previous/Current Vessel (For Transfers): None.

     

    Brief history of your character: Barnet was the pilot of a cargo ferry, moving freight from Earth to Earth orbit. When the planet fell, he was shipped out with the other refugees, and signed up not long after as a military cargo flier. 

     

    Brief History of military service: A few months of service piloting cargo vessels, shipping freight between stations, ships, and outposts.

     

    Commendations given: None.

     

    Notable remarks from your higher ups: None.

     

    Why do you wish to become a pilot? I want to fly combat jets. I was flying when they came for Earth and it was the most powerless I've ever been. I never want to feel that again. I want to bring that feeling to the enemy.

     

    What qualifications do you have that would make you suitable for this position? Flying pretty much all my adult life. Granted, cargo hauling's not exactly the same as flying zoomers, but the principles all check: Primary, secondary, tertiary effects, radio usage, not crashing. I've got about thirty thousand hours of flight experience. Give me a fighter and I'll wrangle it.

     

    If you were to sign up, which position would you like to start your training in? TAC or DROPSHIPS? And provide a reason why. TAC. Same reason I want to be a pilot. I'll fly dropships if I'm needed to, but carrying ordnance is where my heart is.

     

    On ‎8‎/‎31‎/‎2018 at 12:46 AM, wolfy said:

    Steam user name:Wolfy

     

    How active are you on server: I am not always but active usually 

     

    When are you most active with your timezone:weekends 

     

    Do you have a Microphone and Teamspeak: no and yes

     

    Have you had any previous experience with Fleet rp: yes

     

    Provide an RP example of how a TAC fighter would react during space combat and or during ground combat: calm and collected and listening to orders 

     

    Provide an RP example of a dropship pilot, on ship or during a deployment: find a good LZ for the troops and make sure its not close or far from any bug holes and the objective

     

    Do you acknowledge that extended lack of activity without notice will result in your removal: yes i do

     

    Do you acknowledge the negative stigma of Flight Wing, and my efforts to break said stigma: yes

     

    Do you acknowledge that failing to assist in these efforts will result in your removal: yes

     

     

     

    IC Portion:

     

     

    Name: Amanda Fox

     

    :: Please provide all medical and or physical records below:: I;E -- Age, Weight, BMI, Build, wounds sustained, medical conditions, so on. ::

     

    :: Medical :: 

     

    Medical disorders: anger issues 

     

    Known allergies: latex 

     

    Diseases: none

     

    Extra info you’d wish to tell us: virgin,and her left eye is blue and right eye is green

     

    :: Physical ::

     

    Age: 21

     

    Height (Must be below 6’0”): 5'5

     

    Weight:110

     

    Build: not much

     

    BMI: normal 

     

    Extra info you’d wish to tell us: D cups

     

    :: Note, all your physical test scores from basic will be accounted into selection process ::

     

    Current Rank: PVT

    :: Must be below the rank of SCpo. and  must not go below CM. ::

     

    Previous/Current Vessel (For Transfers): none

     

    Brief history of your character: Her sister was taken by the bugs and she always wanted to be a pilot so Amanda is filling in for her dream

     

    Brief History of military service: none

     

    Commendations given: none

     

    Notable remarks from your higher ups: none

     

     

    Why do you wish to become a pilot? So i can protect the others down below with the hellfire of air-support and to get them out a ALIVE

     

    What qualifications do you have that would make you suitable for this position? I am calm and collected and will not stir off my mission and I've flied  lots before

     

    If you were to sign up, which position would you like to start your training in? TAC or DROPSHIPS? And provide a reason why. but for training i would like it to be TAC

     

    ::Note:: TAC is usually reserved for people who’ve shown that they are capable pilots, both on and off ship ::

     

    >> Signed off by :: Lt. Scarlett Ebsworth, presiding Flight Wing Commander. <<

     

    Approved,

     

    Speak to LtCdr. Frank O'Connor for induction.


  2. On 8/29/2018 at 7:23 PM, Wewai said:

    [AdminLog] 03:20:11 - [ic]Luther W. Taylor: Do you know the way?

    [AdminLog] 03:20:40 - [ic]Sabine Bilodeau: De wae to where Captain?
    [AdminLog] 03:20:51 - [ic]Luther W. Taylor: To the Sanctuary

    [AdminLog] 03:21:38 - [ic]Sabine Bilodeau: Indeed I do. A place I have been to a handful of times.
     

     

    [AdminLog] 03:21:32 - Xalphox used /radio. Arguments were Listen to me... I am the Captain now
     

    Kill it with fire.


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    The Govenor of Tango Urilla Johnathan Grachlin spoke to the masses today on a few important topics concerning the populace of the Colony, and its current economic state.

     

    The Camera focuses on a man in his fourties with salt and pepper hair with a close cropped beard. He wears a dark suit and speak with a clean and concise tone.

     

    "We have finally come out of the darkness of the Federations broom closet. Our work as a people, and as Federation Citizens is finally being acknowledged as an important role within our Civilization. The Federation has asked of us to up our enlistment of Citizens into the Mobile Infantry and we.. as Prideful members of the Federation will stand up to the call. I urge Citizens of age to enlist in the Mobile Infantry and help our colony establish for itself a prize role within our Federation! Fight with us to retake our planets and bring back the prosperity our people has lathered ourselves in for so long!"

     

    "I know what you are asking now.. Why? Why should we do this when we have been ignored, and shunned for so long? Because my friends we will not forget the people that allowed us to live our own lives. The Federation has bequeathed to the colony a large sum of money to help us raise our own Militia so that we may better defend ourselves against the Arachnid threat that is a constant problem for our growth and expansion. I hereby open the 9th Tango Urillian Militia under the Federation Guidelines which will grow to encompass three thousand of our own Citizens, and fighting age men and women! I urge you my fellow Tango Urillian's to join up in our own defense so that we may expand ourselves and become greater than we are!"

     

    Applause is heard throughout the area as Citizen's cheer the Governor.

     

    "On a more cheerful note I also have submitted plans to build the first shopping mall in our Colony. The "Hero's Shopping Center" will be dedicated to all the men and woman of our fighting Infantry, and Fleet personnel who currently serve, or have served to date! Expect completion of this wonderful amenity soon!" 

     

    Out right cheering is heard as the Governor clasps his hands together and shakes them at the people with a wide smile. The Camera switches back to the Federal flag.

     

    This marks Tango Urilla's first major change since the first operation on the surface by the Roughnecks so many years ago. This is a turning point for the desert planet that could very well turn it into a prosperous colony free of the Arachnids.

     

    Would you like to know more?

     

     

     

     

     

     

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    -- FLEET ANNOUNCEMENT --

    Training Sept 2 2298 1400cst

     

    TAC Personnel:

     

    There will be a training for all TAC Fighter Pilots on the above date. Be prepared to learn fighting tactics, the limitations of your craft, and weight distribution techniques. Loadouts will be talked about as well, and when it would be appropriate to use them.

     

    TAC personnel are highly encouraged to attend and if you cannot do so please notify your chain of command ASAP.

     

     

     

    - Lieutenant Commander Frank O'Connor 


  5. On 8/10/2018 at 9:56 AM, Jun Nagase said:

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    ULYSSES S. GRANT

     

    FLIGHT WING APPLICATION

     

     

     

     

    OOC Portion:

     

     

    Steam user name: Jun Nagase

     

    How active are you on server: Fairly active

     

    When are you most active with your timezone: +1 GMT, varies but mostly within my timezone, occasionally into the wee hours

     

    Do you have a Microphone and Teamspeak: Yes

     

    Have you had any previous experience with Fleet rp: I'm the Lieutenant lol

     

    Provide an RP example of how a TAC fighter would react during space combat and or during ground combat: 

    "Copy that Bandicoot 1-1, eyes on smoke, coming in for gunrun. ETA 15 seconds, Out.", she proceeds to break off from her holding pattern, lining herself up for a gunrun. Once lined up and in range, she'd hold the trigger for a couple of seconds.

     

    Provide an RP example of a dropship pilot, on ship or during a deployment:

    "LZ located, coming down hot." she said, wrangling the dropship into doing her bidding as she dropped through the clouds, intent on doing a suicide burn onto the landing site. She waited a few seconds before blasting the engines to full power, making minor adjustments to keep the dropship stable until she touched down.

     

    Do you acknowledge that extended lack of activity without notice will result in your removal: Oui

     

    Do you acknowledge the negative stigma of Flight Wing, and my efforts to break said stigma: Oui

     

    Do you acknowledge that failing to assist in these efforts will result in your removal: Oui

     

     

     

    IC Portion:

     

     

    Name: Lilly Lucia

     

    :: Please provide all medical and or physical records below:: I;E -- Age, Weight, BMI, Build, wounds sustained, medical conditions, so on. ::

     

    :: Medical ::

     

    Medical disorders: None

     

    Known allergies: Peanuts

     

    Diseases: None

     

    Extra info you’d wish to tell us: None

     

    :: Physical ::

     

    Age: 21

     

    Height (Must be below 6’0”): 5'5"

     

    Weight: 58kg

     

    Build: Slim

     

    Extra info you’d wish to tell us:

     

    :: Note, all your physical test scores from basic will be accounted into selection process ::

     

    Current Rank: Petty Officer.

    :: Must be below the rank of SCpo. and  must not go below CM. ::

     

    Previous/Current Vessel (For Transfers): AFC BC-946 'Lasgar'

     

    Brief history of your character: 

    Born on Iskander to two citizens, she always aspired to become a great pilot. Once of age, she joined up with Fleet and started off as bridge crew before transferring to TAC. 

    With her ship's TAC wing being full, she asked to be transferred to a ship with available lsots.

     

    Brief History of military service:

    Served 2 years as bridge crew.

     

    Commendations given:

     

    Notable remarks from your higher ups:

    Commendation from dropship instructor on good flying skills

     

    Why do you wish to become a pilot?

    She has always aspired to become a TAC pilot and her test scores show slightly above average scores for the tests regarding TAC pilots.

     

    What qualifications do you have that would make you suitable for this position?

    Somewhat natural pilot, 2 years Fleet experience.

     

    If you were to sign up, which position would you like to start your training in? TAC or DROPSHIPS? And provide a reason why.

    TAC, as she always wanted to fly TACs. More maneuverable, more fun, more exciting than a dropship, and she'd get to do things beyond just fly from A to B.

     

    ::Note:: TAC is usually reserved for people who’ve shown that they are capable pilots, both on and off ship ::

     

     

    Approved,

     

    Speak to LtCdr. Frank O'Connor for induction. Your rank is Officer Cadet until you pass OCS.


  6. as the admin that PKd you I will post here.

     

    I was doing several scouts around the outlying ridge line and was called out many times. However at one point I walked down the hill and then all the way around the M.I. who did not shoot me nor call me out. I did not sprint, I walked slowly.

     

    I made it into the triage and evented a screeching sound as I walked in. It was st this point I had you all roll. The one with the least roll was attacked. Which was Carter who rolled a 2.

     

    i grabbed her in the talons and with two events I gave the chance for someone to shoot me. Someone reached for a sidearm but no one else made any move to do anything. The squads who rushed in were time scaled since they showed up st the first event of me walking into triage.

     

    no one tried to stop me or even tried to save you after two events. I am not required to tell anyone that they have a chance it’s up to the player to make IC decisions. That’s the point of RP. Since no one tried to stop me I snipped Carter in half and was then killed by the squads.

     

    opportunity was presented, rolls were made, decisions done. I did not target you it was luck of the roll.


  7. On ‎8‎/‎12‎/‎2018 at 8:13 PM, The_Harmacist said:

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    ULYSSES S. GRANT

     

    FLIGHT WING APPLICATION

     

     

     

     

    OOC Portion:

     

     

    Steam user name: Harmacist [The Doctor is Win]

     

    How active are you on server: On [almost] every day for 3-6 hours.

     

    When are you most active with your timezone: EST 6:00PM-11:00PM (Weekdays); EST 11:00AM-11:00PM (Weekends)

     

    Do you have a Microphone and Teamspeak: Yes, and Yes (just re-installed)

     

    Have you had any previous experience with Fleet rp: Argus Parrow flew TAC for a mission when no Fleet characters were available

     

    Provide an RP example of how a TAC fighter would react during space combat and or during ground combat:

     

    Ground Combat Scenario [Hardened position firing upon advancing allied forces]

    Pilot Action: "Killbox-One to Bandicoot, I have eyes on indicated target. Over" The pilot flicks the switch arming his UBG-Paveway unguided bombs and corrects his course to make a run on the target. "Adjusting attack vector, entering approach corridor." The pilot avoids known AA sites and guides his TAC into the bombing approach. "Target acquired, and... ordinance away!" Dropping his paylad on the dortified position, the pilot pulls up and away from his original vector and moves to resume support pattern. "Killbox-One to Bandicoot, confirm effect on target? Over." The pilot then waits for the response, prepared to make a second run if necessary.

     

    Space Combat Scenario [Engaged in dogfight with hostile space fighter]

    Pilot Action: "This is Killbox-One, I've got a hostile fighter on my six! Taking evasive action, over!" The pilot bobs and weaves with his craft in an attempt to be as unpredictable as possible. Juking hard to avoid a purst of cannon fire, he veers towards the Grant in the hopes of picking up a wingman to get the bogey off his tail. The targeting computer blares a lock warning and the pilot is forced to yank hard on the stick and deploy decoy flares. Veering hard to port, he cranks down the engine to get better drift and allow the flares to paint a larger target than the signature of his thurusters. The missile sails past and explodes upon contact with a decoy. Ramming the throttle forward again, the Pilot zips past the grant kills the engine and rotates his craft to face backwards before the hostile craft can also round the Grant's hull. When the bogey zips around the Grant in pirsuit, the pilot slams on the thrusters to shoot past the target before engaging adjustment jets to turn him around. Now on the hostile's tail, the pilot pushes for a cannon lock. "Killbox-One, I got bogey zeroed. Guns, guns, guns!" Squeezing the trigger, the pilot fires his ship's cannons. A few tracers stitch the emptiness of space while he searches for the sweet spot, then the cannon fire finds its mark and the hostile craft's right rear thruster erupts into a fireball which is snuffed quickly by the lack of atmosphere. Catastrophic systems failures cascade through the hostile craft's structure until the munitions storage catches and the whole craft detonates in a massive blast. "Killbox-One, splash one fighter! Someone confrimt that kill! Over!"

     

    Provide an RP example of a dropship pilot, on ship or during a deployment:

     

    Dropship Pilot During Deployment Scenario [Dropship is on approach to extraction LZ]

    Pilot Action: "This is Soapbox-One to Bandicoot, on approach to LZ. It looks like you've got arachnids on the move toward your position, Bandicoot. Be ready for a hot extraction, over!" The pilot approaches nice and easy to the landing zone, allowing time for the troopers to clear the area for a safe touchdown. Once landed, the pilot waits for the troopers to board but keeps the engines running. Upon the order to dust-off, the pilot cranks power to the thrusters and takes back to the sky with his bay full of troopers. Assuming there are wounded, the pilot makes haste back to the Grant.

     

    Do you acknowledge that extended lack of activity without notice will result in your removal: I undererstand

     

    Do you acknowledge the negative stigma of Flight Wing, and my efforts to break said stigma: I understand

     

    Do you acknowledge that failing to assist in these efforts will result in your removal: I understand

     

     

     

    IC Portion:

     

     

    Name:

     

    :: Please provide all medical and or physical records below:: I;E -- Age, Weight, BMI, Build, wounds sustained, medical conditions, so on. ::

     

    :: Medical ::

     

    Medical disorders: None

     

    Known allergies: Cefzil (type of antibiotic)

     

    Diseases: None

     

    Extra info you’d wish to tell us: Argus is the picture of health, taking great pains to maintain peak physical condition. Diabetes runs in his family, and he does not intend to be a victim of genetics.

     

    :: Physical ::

     

    Age: 24

     

    Height: 5'10"

     

    Weight: 160 lbs

     

    Build: Athletic leaning towards muscular

     

    BMI: 20

     

    Extra info you’d wish to tell us: Argus maintains as low a BMI as possible for his weight to maximize musculature. He has always been concerned about needing to fight on the ground should he ever be shot down, and intends fully to be in a physical condition to fight for his life.

     

    :: Note, all your physical test scores from basic will be accounted into selection process ::

     

    Current Rank: Ensign

    :: Must be below the rank of SCpo. and  must not go below CM. ::

     

    Previous/Current Vessel (For Transfers): Ulysses S. Grant

     

    Brief history of your character: Parrow was born to civillian parents, but always found the idea of soaring through air and space to be fascinating. Not long after graduating high school, Argus Parrow enrolled himself in the Federation Armed Forces and was placed in Fleet Academy as per his aptitudes--particular note paid to reflexes and situational awareness. Agter a fairly run-of-the-mill experience, Argus graduated from Fleet Academy qualified to pilot an array of small craft, but not to helm a full-sized service vessel. Showing promise as a TAC pilot from aptitudes and simulations, Argus was transfered to the Ulysses S. Grant to learn at the feed of experienced combat pilots. Directly after his transfer, Parrow was called into action without even enough time to drop his bags. The 112th mounted an offensive on a bug-held planet to establish a mining outpost required to supply desperatly needed resources. A lack of available TAC pilots forced Brass to make the executive decision to put Parrow in the cockpit and hope he worked it out.

     

    Brief History of military service: Much to the fortune of the Mobile Infantry, Parrow lived up to expectation and demand. Over the course of the mission, Parrow provided close air-support and non-stop bombing runs to drop "Paveway" unguided ordinance and napalm on arachnid forces. Of particular note, Parrow managed to score a direct hit on an adult Royal with two napalm canisters flying a trench run between two mountains to avoid arachnid air response. The royal was killed almost instantly, and the retreating troopers were given the time they needed to set up their FOB.

     

    Commendations given: Nothing official other than a recommendation for permanant TAC post

     

    Notable remarks from your higher ups: Recommendation of permanant TAC post. (Xalaphos)

     

    Why do you wish to become a pilot? To support my fellow soldiers from the skies. I was born with a particular set of skills that provided me strong reflexes and strong awareness of my surroundings. I believe they would best be employed in the cockpit of a TAC.

     

    What qualifications do you have that would make you suitable for this position? Graduated from Fleet with 90% and above aptitudes and scored perfect on my TAC pilot quilifications. 

     

    If you were to sign up, which position would you like to start your training in? TAC or DROPSHIPS? And provide a reason why. TAC would be my preference given that I have already been behind the stick of the newest TAC model. I know how she handles, how she bites, and how she barks. If necessary, I would accept the opportunity to prove it.

     

    ::Note:: TAC is usually reserved for people who’ve shown that they are capable pilots, both on and off ship ::

    Approved,

     

    Speak with LtCdr O'Connor for induction though you should probably put a name for your character in the IC area of the app..


  8. 1 hour ago, Heresiarch Grimm said:

    This also happens if the admin is a vain person that wants to be talked about, so they do something they think will have them talked about so they can read the logs and feel good about themselves and laugh.

     

    Examples include, "So I went into the bar and got really drunk and now everyone is talking about how drunk I am" or "So I did this crazy thing on RnR and everyone's talking about it".

     

     

    It's like some weird cross of 1984 and High School Musical or something. 

     

    The real fun comes from sending pure lies through pm just to see who does what. Bonus points if it somehow is accurate enough to look like leaked admin chat

    Zis is an interezting theory ja? Ve will have to perform more tests in ze future.


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    Bridge Crew Roster

     

    Captain:

     

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    Executive Officer:

     

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    Weapons:

     

    Ens. Alysia Harper - Mannulus  - EST

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    Engineering:

     

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    Fleet Lieutenant FLt. Sabine Bilodeau - Jun  +1 GMT

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    TAC Roster

     

    Commander:

     

    LtCdr. Frank O'Connor - Medic

     

    Pilots:

     

    Lt. Melanie Mcfarlane - Hicks

    OCdt. Noah Harald - Malutikulo - GMT+3

    OCdt. Argus Parrow - The Harmacist

    OCdt. Lilly Lucia - Jun

    OCdt. Wilson Barnet - Pilotfish

    OCdt. Amanda Fox - Wolfy

     


  10. 17 hours ago, malutukilo said:

    OOC Portion:

     

     

    Steam user name: malutukilo

     

    How active are you on server: Daily, about 4 hours a day

     

    When are you most active with your timezone: Between 11 PM to 5 AM.

     

    Do you have a Microphone and Teamspeak: Yes.

     

    Have you had any previous experience with Fleet rp: Yes.

     

    Provide an RP example of how a TAC fighter would react during space combat and or during ground combat: "Rearmed and ready to engage, Ground Team." announces the pilot over the radio. He sets his helmet on straight, looking around the cockpit of his fighter. He presses a button, talking. "ATC, callsign Shotbug sending pre-deployment checks. How copy?". Once he recieves the confirmation, he switches his main motors on, and reports once more. "Callsign Shotbug leaving base.". He takes off with the fighter, and starts to hover around the deployment AO. As he recieves the request for CAS, he lowers the nose of the fighter downwards. "Callsign Shotbug engaging on requested target." he says through the radio. He unloads the rotary guns on the fighter at the massive horde of bugs, and pulls up after his run is done. "Callsign Shotbug, waving off."

     

    Provide an RP example of a dropship pilot, on ship or during a deployment: The pilot clicked on various buttons and switched different switches. He had his eye on the altimeter as he descended further down into the atmosphere. He pressed the button of the intercomm, announcing: "We will be touching down in twenty seconds. Assume positions." . He manuevered the dropship down towards the ground, shifting his gaze through the soil to find an appropiate landing zone. Slowly but surely, he lowered the bird down on the ground, and announced once more. "Touched down. Clear!" he said, as he opened the hatch of the dropship. Once the infantry unloaded, he closed to hatch and flew off once again, reporting on the radio: "Callsign Birdy, RTB to HOME. ETA, twenty minutes."

     

    Do you acknowledge that extended lack of activity without notice will result in your removal: Yes.

     

    Do you acknowledge the negative stigma of Flight Wing, and my efforts to break said stigma: Yes.

     

    Do you acknowledge that failing to assist in these efforts will result in your removal: Yes.

     

     

     

    IC Portion:

     

     

    Name: Noah Harald

     

    :: Please provide all medical and or physical records below:: I;E -- Age, Weight, BMI, Build, wounds sustained, medical conditions, so on. ::

     

    :: Medical ::

     

    Medical disorders: None

     

    Known allergies: None

     

    Diseases: None

     

    Extra info you’d wish to tell us: N/A

     

    :: Physical ::

     

    Age: 21

     

    Height (Must be below 6’0”): 170 cm.

     

    Weight: 69 kg.

     

    Build: Mesomorphic

     

    BMI: 23,9

     

    Extra info you’d wish to tell us: N/A

     

    :: Note, all your physical test scores from basic will be accounted into selection process ::

     

    Current Rank: Fleet reform, nothing yet.

    :: Must be below the rank of SCpo. and  must not go below CM. :: 

     

    Previous/Current Vessel (For Transfers): N/A

     

    Brief history of your character: Graduating from High SChool with outstanding grades, Noah wished to gain his citizenship through enlistment. Not wanting to waste his grades, and for personal reasons, he applied to become a Fleet personnel.

     

    Brief History of military service: N/A

     

    Commendations given: N/A

     

    Notable remarks from your higher ups: N/A

     

     

    Why do you wish to become a pilot?

    My father was a farmer and has flown a crop duster. When I was fifteen, I had the amazing chance of taking it for a ride, even it was for chores. I always remember that first time stepping into the cockpit of a plane. I've never felt such joy and more powerful before. Ever since, I wanted to get my citizenship through Federal Forces, and it was going to be through Fleet if I was getting it at all.

     

    What qualifications do you have that would make you suitable for this position?

    Without sounding pompous, I've the size to fit in a cockpit easily. Besides that, I've been told to have a keen eye on my surroundings, good reflexes and critical thinking. I was a jock in highschool, after all.

     

    If you were to sign up, which position would you like to start your training in? TAC or DROPSHIPS? And provide a reason why.

     

    TAC would be preferred, since my dream was to fly fast and be good at it. Aside from the "need for speed", I believe it would be most perfect for me to assist my fellow infantrymen down there, fighting the fight personally and ease their job from the skies.

    Approved,

     

    Your character will start as an Officer Cadet (OCdt.) Report to LtCdr. Frank O'Connor

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