Sorry again for the Double Post, but I feel that, in the wake of how long this is taking, to award your patience so far, the least I could do is show you all the progress of the OOC so far.

However, please bear in mind that, I can be a bit of a perfectionist, and I can therefore get carried away with size and what have you. So this might be a bit...Big. Most of the information can be considered more trivia than necessary. You don't need to read all of it, but if you have an interest in the history of this empire and at least one method of how the criminal underworld within it works, it's there for you. ^_^

[hider=Our story so far...][hider=HAIL BRITANNIA!][img]http://www.stupidedia.org/images/thumb/2/2c/Flagge_des_Vereinigten_Koenigreiches.svg/400px-Flagge_des_Vereinigten_Koenigreiches.svg.png?filetimestamp=20120801114803[/img][/hider]

[i]The year is 2240, The 200th anniversary of the Holy Britannian Empire's rebirth and growth. 200 years since the third and final world war that led the earth into a state of poverty.

The Then-United Kingdom took advantage of the fighting by waiting out the war, getting rid of the past problems of their countries and letting the rest of the world burn itself to the ground in their arrogance and avarice. When the fires of the war finally died out, the UK made their move, scavenging the remains of the former superpowers of the world and taking over what was left of the desolate world.

Declaring itself now the Holy Britannian Empire, they instilled a one-world government they would rule, but was quick to realize...there wasn't much left TO rule over thanks to the wars. There were colonies by now who placed themselves in terraformed versions of the planets of the solar system, of whom they signalled to help assist in the earth's reconstruction, but none came to their aid, abandoning their homeworld to suit themselves on their own worlds. 

It was then that help came from another source from beyond their solar system.  The Denari, a race of elvish humanoids from the other side of the galaxy, somehow managed to detect the drifting signal launched from the Earth and traced it back to the planet. Not used to the gravity of Earth, their ship does not make a pleasent landing, but the Denari inside were unscathed nonetheless, impressing the humans of Earth who witnessed this for themselves.

The Denari were a peaceful race and came to earth upon tracing the signal so as to offer assistance to the humans and help reform the state of the currently battle-scarred planet. In return, the humans assisted in fixing their vessel so that they may return to their own side of the galaxy in the process. Both sides met their parts of the bargain in kind, with the humans taking an exquisite interest in the ship's technology and the unique metals it was made from. Upon the successful repairs of the ship, the Denari, save for a few who decided to stay behind for one reason or another, left the earth to return to their own home. The humans in turn took the knowledge they learned from researching the Denari, and among other technological advancements across the board, created their own intergalactic vessels to use, far beyond the shuttles they use to make for such travels.

Traveling outside their Solar System for the first time, and using the Hyperdrive technology gained by combining the knowledge of Denari technology with their own, the first imperial fleet traveled across the Milky Way Galaxy to a more populated sector of the galaxy, filled not only with the Denari, but other alien races and respective advanced technologies. Most of these Alien life forms seemed non-hostile, friendly even in one way or another. However, it seems they were in the middle of a war against another singular race of alien life that was far more hostile and deadly to the rest of them. They appeared to be a warrior race known as the Karatai, a brutally savage species, but not unintelligent. They were driven by the ambition to dominate the planets of the system, and proceed beyond that into eventually the whole of the galaxy. What's worse, they had the technology and the strength to back up those ambitions.

But the humans of Earth had charisma, they may have been new to intergalactic battle, but their experience in wars and strategy led them to unite with the alien species and together push back and defeat the Karatai, making them retreat to their home sector within the galaxy.

The once separated planets and species of this vast area of space were now united together, merging their cultures and politics together with each other and the newcoming human race, making the Holy Britannia Empire go from the ruler of a single planet to what it is now: a Conglomerate ruler of entire sectors of planets. Ever growing as they expand even further than the 32 sectors they currently possessed.

These sectors of space, each controlled by a core solar system, were each named after the mighty knights of the round table from Earth's Arthurian Lore, From Arthur, the most luxurious and home to its Capital planet of Excalibur, to Mordred, the original solar system that the humans all came from.

For 200 years the empire expanded and prospered under the glory of its emperor and the harmony of its multiple races of people. But it was not without its problem; like any government on any planet, the empire suffered from numerous crimes and vices that created unrest for the people of the world, Rebel terrorists who act against the empire's rule, Alien races from unexplored sectors who refuse to give the of their planet away from them, often declaring war on the empire for that sake, and the ever-present threat that still existed and loomed over the empire's head, the Karatai. Still, the empire is made quick to counter these problems as they come, using galactic police and military fleets to weed them out.[/i]

...They will NOT be our focus, however. Rather, our story truly begins on the Prime planet of Lancelot, the industrial sector of the Empire.

[hider=Lancelot Prime][img]http://www.cgsociety.org/cgsarchive/newgallerycrits/g29/395029/395029_1290032742_large.jpg[/img][/hider]

The Lancelot Sector served as the main production line for the rest of the imperial government; all the goods, valuables and resources are produced and mined from its planets and traded by imperial privateers to be escorted to whatever planets are in need or willing to buy. Because of this, it is no stretch to say that this is the heart of the imperial economy, making it a vital sector for the empire, hence the name. Most items of public society are marked with the words "Made in Lancelot."

Also because of its importance in galactic economy and industry, this is also often a place where criminals often attack for one reason or another, and so has been made into a police state as a result, and said police are not big fans of the poverished poor. What's more, the planets are not exactly the cleanest thanks to the smog created from the factories of these worlds, and Lancelot Prime had the worst of it, the factories on it being more like cities for the middle-class than anything. It was something of a miracle that you could breathe in the dirty atmosphere and still be able to work around the clock to complete the quota of your work.

Ah, but its impressive amount of pollution and and industry is not why you came here. You are currently jobless, but you had no intention of working in a nightmare working space like Lancelot. Rather, you came here because you found a note somehow plastered on almost every planet's job listings, and for one reason or another, decided to take a look at it.

[center][i][b][u]HELP WANTED!
Able-bodied mercenaries, pilots, mechanical experts, culinary experts, and doctors[/u][/b]

The imperially recognized Captain [s]B[/s]. Morgan has req[s]u[/s]ested the [s]r[/s]eady assista[s]n[/s]ce of any and all able-bodied men and women aboard the 'Ty[s]p[/s]hon' [s]a[/s]s [s]P[/s]rivateers working und[s]e[/s]r the o[s]r[/s]der of the Imperial Armada and senate.

You will be engaging in business transactions of the sometimes forceful kind, ranging from repossession of merchant equipment on loan from the government, and forging productive deals with other tycoons of the 'vibrant' kind, to missions involving extreme repossession which may or may not lead to the issuing of lethal force.

In addition, you may or may not be contracted by the imperial armada to find and capture all naysayers, aliens, and of course the Karatai to be tried for whatever crimes they shall commit in the name of terrorism.

Any wishing to be hired: Come to the Dark Matter Bar, located on Lancelot Prime's 8th city block.

Glory to the Empire, Praise to the Emperor.[/i][/center]

It seemed like an official, legitimate job advertisement directly published from the government. However, you are able to spot something odd about the paper, particularly in its first paragraph. It's difficult to tell with some of the letters, but you could see that some of the letters appeared to be marked with a cut on the paper. Looking in order, the letters that are marked seemed to spell out a couple of words.

[i][center]B U R N P A P E R

Burn Paper[/center][/i]

The less experienced with the shady side of the empire may seem it odd, but may humor the orders given. The more experienced, however, would know this is about and so as told without delay. Either way, you light up the paper as asked, and as the words on it disappear and the paper is charred to a singed ebony, just before it crumble to ashes and scattered char, you notice a white chalk-like lines fade in from the fire, until they formed the outline of a certain symbol.

[hider=The Skull and Crossbones][img]https://openclipart.org/image/2400px/svg_to_png/211414/1420411267.png[/img][/hider]

A symbol that meant two things: Death, and Defiance. A symbol representing poison, but more importantly, Piracy.

It is, in fact, a common ploy used by most criminal organizations; no smart person in any mafia or rebel faction would outright say their hiring members in public. So they disguise their announcement to make it look like they're hiring people for normal, legal jobs, while hiding their true message with invisible ink. Not only effective for announcing their need for members and new goons while avoiding the attention of authorities, but also in erasing the evidence of the announcement ever being made by burning the posters to dust, often using that to their advantage in trials against them, especially if the one to burn them was a detective or officer who immediately went to the location in question and arrested them for it, as they themselves would be charged with destruction of evidence and the prosecutor's case therefore becoming void. There was, of course downsides and loopholes made to counteracts this idea, but it is still an effective one, given the effort made to conceal it.

Usually the outline in question is a symbol that depicts the emblem of a mafia, or the logo of a rebel faction, but the skull and crossbones in this case meant one thing: This "Privateering" job in question is actually a Pirate asking for crew members. You have no idea what kind of pirate is asking for you and others to join him, but the paper in question was looked especially well-made, one would dare say it even looked official, had an imperial stamp and everything. Either he was a master of forgery, had a master forger at his side, or he had someone within the imperial courts who make these for him, need it be by deception or an inside man. Either way, this job with this particular pirate peaked your interest, and so you traveled over to the location provided on the now-annihilated paper to join up.

Which brings you to now. You arrived at the Dark Matter Bar, a typically rancid place befitting the rest of this planet's toxic atmosphere. Whether you go directly to it, or you get yourself a drink first, you look for, and eventually find both the Captain, sitting alone in the bar seemingly twirling a straw inside of a shot glass, and what you assume is the ship you are being hired to work in through a window right behind him.

...Neither were what you were expecting.[/hider]

There is more that I'm typing out now, but I wanna save the ship and captain for a surprise. I'll say this though, as the last line says: Both are definitely NOT what you were probably expecting.

Let me also just get this out of the way right off the bat just so we're clear: Yes, we ARE skipping the bar interviews and going straight into the action when we hit the IC. However, because of that, I have to basically "pre-make" the interview scene and essentially put it on auto-pilot, so that we can get it out of the way and move to the good part. You will be asked a single question, and I will likely ask you to at least make a flashback scene with your character answering that question, alongside their first impressions of the Captain and the ship, followed by a present scene beginning their work.