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Are you looking for citizenship within the Imperial Navy? Want a new life in the country that has it all? Well, for immigrants, there is only one way to become a citizen.

Join the Imperial International division today!

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See the sights of the galaxy, fight alongside the peoples of many nations, and on completion of your service, full recognition as an Imperial citizen!

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There are many types of job you can take in the International division, from foottrooper to cook, Naval officer to Pilot! Service must last a minimum of 2 years to obtain citizenship, after which you are given the choice of turning it into a career or retiring to a decent job within the Imperial Navy!

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Recent Imperial Graduates pose for the camera.

Our troops are trained to the highest standard, always ready to fight for our cause, and people like you will show our dedication to our cause. Sick of life at home, bored with everyday life? A job within the Imperial Military could be for you!

Service Gurentees Citizenship!

Join today, for a brighter tomorrow!

Come on, you know you want to...

Doing! Oh whoops... Tag... So an Imperial Foreign Legion?

Kinda.

tag; is it like the Klatchian Foreign Legion? Will it help us forget?

no, it's service to obtain citizenship. A bit like Starship troopers, but for immigrants.

LOL! Very clever!

LOL! Very clever!

See? It works.

According to reports, we are already recieveing applicants! Roughly 1,000 so far, but we expect this to rocket as more learn of it's existense!

OOC: Why not pay for adverts all over the Galaxy.

A Major ad campaign is already underway.

The Imperial International division now consists of some 10,000 members, and this is expected to get yet higher.

Today we unviel our new ad campiagn!

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;)

Join us... you know it makes sense. JOIN US.

OOC: Ok, I feel so sorry for TIN so i'll RP a few recruits coming to join his foreign legion.

You have any gender boundaries or other requirements?

Requirements are minimal. Any sex, over 18 is applicable. Oh yeah, and no lardasses.

IC:

Katrin and her friend, Alexi had heard about the fact that the Imperial Navy had created a Universal Military Division called the Imperial International. She was very excited about it all, she had always wanted to go into the military ever since her Grandfather had told her about it, but her world of Daltron IV had been at peace for a long time now,.They were simply a small agricultural planet in non-mans land between several major borders, the Mole Empire, The Dark Ones (The Shadows) and the Imperial Navy.

She had no desire to fight with oversized Moles, and she certainly didn't want to fight with the Dark Ones, who if stories were correct would enslave her for centuries to their dark cause, but she had heard great things about the Imperial Navy, partly in fact that her Father had been an Imperial citizen until he had left the Empire after a long term of loyal service to the Emperor.

She saw the holographic recruiting sign above the Embassy of the Imperials in the Capital of Hgrafia, as she exited the Grav Train. She looked forelornly at Alexi, who smiled his small shy smile and they both walked into the Hall of the Embassy.

OOC: That do TIN?

Thats some fuckin' fantastic RP work there m' boy. I'll reply to it tomorrow, 'cos I have no time today. Thanks!

Ill Join you TIN

Ill Join you TIN

Who are you? And what is your interest in me?

She saw the holographic recruiting sign above the Embassy of the Imperials in the Capital of Hgrafia, as she exited the Grav Train. She looked forelornly at Alexi, who smiled his small shy smile and they both walked into the Hall of the Embassy.

The two were greeted by A large, bearded man with a warm smile.

"Welcome to your Imperial Embassy... what can I do for you my friends?"

When you post Tsurani, sorry I had to leave MSN but somone who just came online? I'm trying to avoid him. :(

In the recent goblin/Illetrian war, there had been a large amount of death, millions had died, and the northern cities where a mess. Highcastle, once the proudest city on the Teeth of the world was now in ruins. More then thrity million had been left homeless, and many had fled to the Keshian states to make their life anew. Some tried to scratch a living off the ruined wastland. Many others however, had fled the planet. One million had done this, more then two hundred thousand had decided to flee to the realm of the Imperial Navy, hopeing to get as better life in the different nation. It was nessersary for surrvivle. The Emperor allowed them, so all was good.

The main recruitment center in the Imperial Navy was bustling with activity, with crowds of people gathering to enlist and become Imperial citizens. Order was however, strictly maintained, with guards everywhere, and pushing in line an executable offence.

Yaris Goldman was joining up after leaving the Valuan Empire, which was actully part of The Imperial Navy, but in order to live in Imperial city, he needed military service.

"Welcome to Infantry soldier! It's a proud position to serve in! Right through that door."

Yaris saluted and walked through the door, not knowing what to expect...

*Watching with interest*

Katrin, looked a bit too ethusiatic when she said;

We are here to join the Imperial International, Sir... me and my friend, Alexi here... We want to serve the Emperor, Sir, Where do we sign up, Sir?

Alexi was smiling, although typically not saying much, Katrin thought he was just amazed at the power radiating from within this building. They would truely be serving a God...

The two were directed to a desk, and the warm man said his goodbye. They were greeted by a Smiling woman, dressed in a military uniform of the infantry.

"So, what division are you joining? Infantry, navy or (Space) Armada?"

The two were directed to a desk, and the warm man said his goodbye. They were greeted by a Smiling woman, dressed in a military uniform of the infantry.

"So, what division are you joining? Infantry, navy or (Space) Armada?"

I will join

I will join

You need to RP your selected citizens joining...

Katrin looked happy, she had liked these Imperial Citizens thus far... she thought she would like this... especially the respect that accompanied being an Imperial Soldier.

We would like join the Infantry please, Miss.

Katrin said a little quickly but still audiable... it was obvious she was excited.

Alexi nodded his consent to the same, he was still being very quiet... not unusual for him, but he was the strong silent type.

"Good for you kids! A position to be proud of!"

She handed them some forms.

"Sign these, then proceed through that door. A transport is ready to take you to your new home for the next 2 years, for training and for some norishing food on your arrival."

OOC: Is it just me or this a bit like Starship Troopers :P

IC:

Katrin and Alexi quickly filled out all the information required by the forms, signed and dated them. They handed them back to be counter signed by the Recruiting Officer, which was quickly accomplished with a few strokes of a pen for each form.

They both by now were grinning widely, they both realised they were going to be well looked after for the next two years, despite the fact it would be hard work, they would be happy.

Col. Frederick watched as the transport with new recruits arrived from it's round the sector trip...

"Goody... new toys... to break. Have them fed, then bought to me... We shall see if they are worthy. Make sure they line up."

Alexi and Katrin came out of the transport in a line with all their baggage, they were told to form a line and stand to some resembling attention.

The Sergeants looked quite brutal and the man, who wore a good looking uniform looked quite battle scarred, this quickly wiped the grins off the faces of the Recruits.

Katrin gulped, she had expected this but it was never-the-less still a shocking contrast to what she was used to.

Yarris was directed to the meal room to join the other new recruits that had just arrived. He was given his meal: 2 pieces of bread, some tomato soup, and a choice of beverages... considering he hadn't eaten in days, this was a feast...

He sat at a table alone, eating his meal.

Katrin and Alexi collected their meals, which actually looked quite appetising, it was the sort of fare they expected at home and they were quite pleased to have it here.

When looking for a table, they saw a quite scrawny recuit sitting alone at a table, detached from the rest of the bubbly and boistrous recruits. They made their way over and sat down opposite him.

Hi, I take it your new here too? I am Katrin and this Alexi, Whats your name?

OOC: 1000th Post :D *applauds himself*

(Nice 1000th post...)

"Names Yarris, I come from The Valuan Empire... it's now part of Imperial Territory..."

he stopped to scoop some soup into his mouth.

"You joining the infantry too? I hope you're up to it... this is all I have to live for... my family was killed in the TIN-Valua war... So I decided that military service was the only thing worth doing left... What're you in for?"

Katrin smiled at the scrawny Yarris.

We are here to escape the tedium of life on the farms, my Father was an Imperial Soldier for 25 years, before he retired. He said I should try it out, as life if I wanted to escape the village and see the Universe.

She remebered she hadn't sympathised with him yet.

I'm sorry about your family, I can't really say I know how it feels, but if you need somebody to talk to. I'm always here, ok?

"That's ok, I've been over it for years... but I always..."

-Attention troopers! Assemble in the main hall at once! Move it marines!-

Yarris ran for the door.

"Come on, we'd better run, or we'll be put in the guardhouse."

Alexi and Katrin tumbled over each other heading for the door, where everybody was running out of.

They saw a few recuits, tumble into a large pile as they collided with a Sergeant heavily.

Katrin wondered what was going on.

OOC: hehe i do hope you dont do background cheaks on people, my 2 people are going with fake ID's to escape the harsh and brutal genocide (its not real they are lieing, our goverment loves elves) of the Elven race and seek to escape anyway they can.
hope you dont mind TIN :P

IC:

Kim and Jason, brother and sister both unidentical twins aged 16, Kim was dark haired with blue eyes and 5f5" and vary good looking. Jason was darker haired with Deep Blue (darker then Kims) eyes, 6f tall and was vary good looking even with the rather long scar down from the top right of his face to the bottom of his chin thanks to a Corpsacian Marine haveing fun with a knife and Jasons face while the marines friends where haveing fun with kim, hence the reason she hurt any guy who tryed to tutch her even if it was a tap on the sholder.

They where moveing though one of the towns on Haven VI, one of the "relocation planets" of the empire, when the came across one of the Posters smuggled on by the Elven Resistance. Kim noticed it as they walked pass it, she knew that it wouldnt belong till the Marines riped it down but still.
"jason" she said, "look!" she nudged her head at the poster, Jason slowly turned.
"and how the frack are we ment to get off the planet?" he asked looking at her, he knew how but he didnt want to, it was the only favor he had that brought in weapons but if he used it to get off world he could risk loseing the supply of weapons.
"Jason, its easy fake ID's and redesign of the ears" she said, for once in a long time her face lit up with hope "oh and the fact that i know a few female marines who are helping the the Elven Resistance, i can get the ER to get it working, think about it. The training we get there....we could help train more in the ER when we returned, hell even make more contacts." she said hopefully.

It took some time but hell they made it to an off world to Haven Prime, there was no embassy's in the Haven system but somehow the recruitment center agreed (ok bribed but it dont take much) to set up shop for the IID with a larger section the the CorpSacian Marines tho not as large as the Space Core.

They walked over to the receptionist and ask the simple questions where they go to fill in the forms, how long would it have to take to slowly ripe out each of the poor girls fingers, toes etc until she told them and when do they get the training to kill more things, the poor girl didnt know what to say and it didnt help that kim kept looking at her hands in an evil way.

*Considers Joining*

OOC: Background checks are performed on our own citizens you know... And false ID's are punishable by instant execution. you're guys would be allowed in regardless of their reason, as long as they served.

IC:

A number of entry recruits bundled into the Col. By mistake.

"You Weisels! Watch the the hell you're going!"

He proceded to draw his pistol and pump a round right into a random marines arm.

"Next time it'll be your head. Now LINE UP!"

Katrin and Alexi lined up with all the other recuits, after a quick wipedown of the spilled food on their faces and uniforms in order to remove it.

A recruit was screaming about his arm, whilst being seen to by the Medical staff... this was truely hell...

They waited for the Colonel's orders/instructions to be barked at them.

The Col marched up and down...

"Hmph, Never have I seen such a bunch of losers. You're a MESS!"

He pointed at the two with soup on their clothes.

"Luckily, I am a tolerant man. You serve me well, I shall treat you well. Serve me badly, I'll kill you myself!"

he pointed to another room.

"My name is Col. Frederick. When you respond you will start and end with SIR! Is that clear!"

"SIR YES SIR!" Came the reply.

"Good. Now go and get your uniforms from that room. There are 3 sizes. Small, Medium and large. Call out your size for the uniform. Dismiss!"

Katrin and Alexi ran off to collect their new uniforms from storage, which was in a large building off the parade square. When they reached the door, they were met by a burly Corporal, who requested their sizes.

Size 8, Corporal

Shouted Katrin

Size 14, Corporal

Shouted Alexi.

The Corporal ducked inside the facility, and within a few seconds of rummaging came out with pre-packed uniforms, which Katrin and Alexi quickly took and walked towards the barrack block with.

Yarris went into the universal changing room, and begin to put on his uniform.

"Welcome to hell kids, I hope you like it."

Katrin and Alexi both grinned heartily.

Don't worry, we like it.

They said in unison and then both blushed with embarresment.

After all it's what we signed up for. Don't you?

Alexi tenatively asked Yarris.

Yarris fell silent and finished dressing.

"I'd prefer not to talk about it. Come on, we'll be late."

He rushed back out into the hallway, where the Col. was already berating people on not putting on their uniform correctly.

OOC: Background checks are performed on our own citizens you know... And false ID's are punishable by instant execution. you're guys would be allowed in regardless of their reason, as long as they served.

IC:

A number of entry recruits bundled into the Col. By mistake.

"You Weisels! Watch the the hell you're going!"

He proceded to draw his pistol and pump a round right into a random marines arm.

"Next time it'll be your head. Now LINE UP!"
OOC: was that towards me the IC bit, besides you have to understand why they are useing fakes, your an Ally of the Empire so how are they ment to know that you wont hand them over to the goverment :P

OOC: was that towards me the IC bit, besides you have to understand why they are useing fakes, your an Ally of the Empire so how are they ment to know that you wont hand them over to the goverment :P

OOC: It works like this. We don't care about your past, as long as you serve. That post was nothing to do with you, and you havent even RP'ed your arrival at the Academy yet... so get RP'in... you don't even need the fake ID's...

Katrin and Alexi quickly tied up their uniforms, they actually looked dead smart in them.

Father, would be proud of me in this Uniform, I hope he gets to come to see me pass out or come to the ceremonies when I recieve Medals for Gallantry in the service of the Emperor

She said to nobody in particular.

You've got that right

Grinned Alexi, he continued;

We better got outside, otherwise Colonel Frederick will have our hides tanned for this.

They both laughed and ran outside to join the line, for Colonel Frederick's inspection.

From the Two hundred thousand that went, Two stood out, a Sword warrior called Kannitri and a Preistess called Natalian. One for his size, at least ten feet tall and heavily muscled, and the other for her, alien beauty. Her human form was normal, except for the two wings that where taller then she was, and the fact she had two "Vampire" Fangs and cat like eyes. She had followed the White God, and her skin was as pale as the moon, litteraly, and her clothes matcher her figure and body colour. In such she seemed naked, yet she had no nipples, or genatils. These where here, yet what she wore, with the contrast to her skin, was quite different.

They signed up for infantry, the two had been trained extencivly in close combat, and ate their rations quickly. When the Colonel told them to get their uniforms, they moved to the buildings. Natalian just fitted into a large, although she had to make major editions to allow her wings through. Kannitri on the otherhand did not fit into anything there. His difficult body shape. He looked around and sighed, this might be harder then it looked.

Frederick raised an eyebrow at the aliens that stood amongst them... They were tolerated... but somthing about those wings left him... uneasy.

"Tuck in that gut! Stand up straight! You call that a uniform? Button up that shirt!"

He stood above them onto a raised platform, and smiled at them.

"Right, let's test you. First is the assault course!" (RP it however you want-I can't be bothered to describe it.)

"Each of you will work in teams-Kannitri! Natalian! You're up first! Move it out!"

He stopped them just before they began.

"Hmm... can you actually fly? Please don't for this exercise. But if you do cut it, you might join the speacial units... MOVE OUT!"

Katrin and Alexi had obviously been teamed together, since they were effectively buddies in the eyes of the NCO's.

They sped over the assault course very fast indeed, they both had grown up on farms where they had to run over vast distances to get things or go help somebody on a neighbouring farm, since their respective families didn't allow them to use tamed Drake to fly there, because they were too precious to allow children to fly.

They both climbed down the final cargo net like they were absailing down a wall, doing it in very quick time, which would have impressed even 'Rotweiller' the burly Sergeant's pet nickname from his charges, because of his dog like face and bark like voice.

They both grinned as they ran through the exit and promptly collapsed at the other end waiting to go get some water.

The Kannit looked at Natalian, and a sort of communication went through a shifting of their eye colours. They nodded, and they moved out, their wings pushed close across their body. Kannit all of a sudden moved forward extreamly fast, twice the speed of a human, and Natalian moved much the same. No leathel bullets went flying at them, their coloured paint ment to show different penatration. The two stoped behind a small amount of cover, and they where able to use small cover quite well considering their size. Kannit opened his wings wide and stood at full height, and a large amount of fire hit him. In that diversion, Natalian moved to the other gunners and acutally put them unconsious. The two smiled, as Natalian, as was normal, had not been the focus of firepower. The larger creature had been the main target, and the small white priestess was not considered a threat. They used a Tsurani tatic well used, bigger creatures would be the targets, while all where armed the same. They walked to the Colonel then made their wings two small poles from their back, a form of salute.

"To anser your Question SIR! We can fly SIR!" Natalian said in a rich and full voice. "With minimal effort to SIR!"

The Col. Smiled as everyone completed the course in average time, with a few exceptions.

"Good! We can now see you can handle the movement... but can you handle the heat?"

He lifted up a rifle.

"Imperial E-11 Rifle. Standard issue. Can discharge 250 Blasts of white hot energy every 30 seconds. Each energy pack capable of firing over 5000 shots before replacing. Best fired in small bursts!"

Putting it down, he lifted up a pistol.

"Your sidearm marines, Used if you run out of normal ammo. Imperial issue 6-28 Blaster pistol. Dispatches 40 shots every 30 seconds. This weapons has saved the life of many an Imperial recruit. You will be trained in the use of both."

He led the troop to the Target range.

"Ok, target pratice, you have 10 minutes, hit the eletronic bullseye as many times as you can. Your progress will be recorded and reported! BEGIN!"

Alexi and Katrin were split up at this point to fire at different points, soon there was the sound of long bursts of energy streaming at the electronic targets.

After 10 minutes of this and the occasional clip change, a buzzer went off indicting the troops to stop firing, a few carried on for a while but were promptly kicked by a few of the Corporals, which stopped them pretty quick.

Now it was time to work out how they had done...

Am I too late to join now? anyways heres my citizen

Tyrus Ortag stands in front of the Imperial Navy recruitment centre. He heaves a sign "Why am i doing this? Just 2 weeks ago I was living in comfort, now I'm stranded in this place" He steps in, nonetheless, and proceeds to the recruitment desk. "Where are you from? Give me name, home planet, age, positions of responsibilities, and experience in warfare." the officer asks "Tyrus Ortag, Planetary Republic of Denenia, 21 years old, Chief Security Officer of the former House Ortag, attained Class A in Orbital Drop, Weapons Handling and Class B in Urban Survival." "All in old Denenian standard?" "Yes"
The officer motions Tyrus into an adjoining room "Since you're a bit late for application, the Regional Commander of the Imperial Navy would like to see you for inspection. Standard procedures for latecomers."

Tyrus enters the room, and is faced with a moderately built man of 50s. "Lets get straight to the point lad. Why do you join." "The Republic of Denenia requires all former royalties to undergo foreign military service before reacceptance into the new republic and restoration of family title." "Anything else?" "I was bored with the regular parades of obsolete fleets and weaponary." "So, Class A in Orbital Drop, Weapons Handling and Class B in Urban Survival, now I wonder where I can put you, y'know lad, the Stormtroopers rank is pretty filled up, and one division even got grunts who can actually fly...hmmmm...maybe here..."

(I've left the placement blank because I seriously don't know what should it be, but i'm hoping more of a first-contact recon unit or something. Waiting to cross paths with the other characters