LFG Looking For Mandalorians!

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  1. Milla Kryst

    Milla Kryst Might Just Change Your Life
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    "The name's Milla, Milla Kurst. All you need to know about me is that I'm very well equipped, well equipped enough to equip anybody I want with whatever they need. And I'm looking for jatnese be te jatnese to help me in a most honorable cause of the Mandalorian Peoples. Independence, yet Unified, all I want is for our people to return to our roots. Yes, there is honor in bounty hunting, but we are not pawns for other peoples games. Mandalorians are honorable people, not guns-for-hires. We are a respectable peoples, we are ruthless and protect our families like no other. We are bred in war, but we are not barbarians. Please, join me, in the most epic journey of a life time. All expenses paid, so long as you follow my orders. But don't think you're taking orders from a low-born, I'm not out to use you like a gun-for-hire. I need you for the future of all Mandalorians. And when I make a mistake, I expect you to send me to the floor. We are fighting for more than just Independence and Unity, but a better, brighter future for all Mandalorians!"

    "I am looking for two groups of soldiers. First, the elite of the elite, only Mandalorians. You need not swear loyalty to me, but I need you to swear loyalty to two things, one you should have already sworn to. To Manda'yaim and her people, and the future of all Mandalorians. We are not just fighting ground battles, we are fighting for something more important. And do not misunderstand, we are all equals. When you look at me, you don't see someone better than you, and I don't see someone beneath me. You take my orders, but you are no droid. If I cross the line, you make me understand the mistake I made just like any subordinate. I am not paying you to fight, I'm paying you so you can fight. I'll take care of your needs, as long as you protect me and carry us into the future.

    Secondly, the other group is available for the rag-tags, those who can't stop taking a chip for blood. Those who have nothing better to do than kill, take a bounty, or be a merc-for-hire. You need not swear loyalty to anything but the credit chip. However, you will still be part of a squad that I expect can work together and be a cohesive unit. If I need you to infiltrate a building, assassinate a rival, or steal an objective, you need to be able to do that. Trust does not expected, so you will be paid, and nothing more will be asked. You will not be part of Mandalore's future, but you will be a thorn in every side that dares to challenge me."

    Five Fingers, Five Elites

    The Thumb; The Enforcer, the Brains
    What you do, what you become, is not my concern. The world is full of so-called men like you, and in a perfect world, everything we do comes with a price but, this ain't a perfect world. People do bad things, you're lucky you get a chance to set it right. But most of the time it goes unpunished, this ain't one of them times. The mistake you made was you killed my friend, so I'm gonna kill each and every one of you, and the only disappointment in it for me is that I only get to do it once.

    The Index; the Sniper
    You think I'm a hero? I am not a hero. I'm a drifter with nothing to lose. Now you killed that girl to put me in a frame. I mean to beat you to death and drink your blood from a boot! Now this is how it's gonna work. You're gonna give me the address and I'll be along when I'm damn good and ready. If she doesn't answer the phone when I call this number, if I even think you've hurt her, I disappear. And if you're smart, that scares you. Because I'm in your blind spot. And I have nothing better to do.

    The Middle Finger; The Crazy One, the WIldcard
    I told you about the brains I told you about the guts, I told you about the muscle. I told you about every member of the team, except myself. The part I play. I'm the Wildcard, I'm the guy who looks at the reality in front of him and refuses to accept it. Like right now I should be terrified, right, but I'm not. 'Cause I just can't stop thinkin' about the movie True Lies. You know where Arnie is strapped to the chair and shot full of truth serum, picks his cuffs and kills everybody? You have 30 seconds to live.

    The Ring Finger; The Pilot, the Muscle
    500. 500 fights. That's the number I figured when I was a kid. 500 street fights and you can consider yourself a legitimate tough guy. You need them for experience. To develop leather skin. So I got started. Of course along the way, you stop thinking about being tough and all that. It stops being the point. Get past the silliness of it all. But then, after you realize that's what you are. I tell ya you learn a lot of things on the way to 500.

    The Pinkie; The Assassin, the guts
    There is no again. You're gonna die down there. Alone. Cut off from the rest of the world. My advice - save the last bullet for yourself. Because if you don't, I'm gonna stick my knife through your brain. But don't worry. I'm going to leak the photos of your body to the press. You know, because I know you like that kind of snot.


    "So, there you have it. I only need five Mandalorians to join the elite squad of honorable, experienced soldiers. The second squad has no defining number, and all I need from you is a way to contact you. Consider the Elite Squad a full-time job, with a lot of free time. The rag-tag team gets paid per job, while the Elites get a salary.

    I'll be hosting a little get-together soon, leave me a name or a number so I can send you the address and information. Consider it an interview, for me to get to know you, and you to get to know me. Don't have to make any commitments until you know what you're getting into, sound good? Come for your cin vhetin."


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