1st Fist of Light
Holovid#x25794: 1st Fist of Light, Mercenary Corporation Recruitment Drive
**begin advert trasmission**
The view screen flickers on, showing a colossus dropship burning into the atmosphere, hurtling towards a massive cityscape below.
Cheesy Announcer Voice: "Are you an underpaid and overworked mechwarrior? Are you tired of living paycheck to paycheck without enough c-bills to make ends meet? Are you an out of work mercenary pilot looking for that next sweet ride? You know, the kind that makes the ladies say hey-o!?!?"
The dropship continues its descent towards the spaceport below, the engines sputtering slightly as the ship begins to slow. In the faded afterglow of the burn can now be visibly seen the a winged crest with a triangle at its center. Almost as if on cue there is a bright flash as if the light gleams reflectively across the top of the dropship in an unusual yet remarkably timed fashion.
Cheesy Announcer Voice: "Well look no further my man! Because the 1st Fist of Light wants you!"
The dropship continues its downward spiral as the spaceport comes into view.
Cheesy Announcer Voice: "Now right about now you're probably saying... "self, now how can a down and out mechwarrior like me get a piece of that pie? Well I'm glad you asked cause we got it in the oven baby!"
The dropship continues its decent, thrusters flaring, gouts of flaming blasting against the ferrocrete as the colossus class dropship touches down on the tarmac. A few short seconds later the air is pierced by the sounds of hydraulics as the mech bay doors open. A loud rumbling can be heard seemingly from within the belly of the dropship that grows louder as an old combustible motorbike emerges from the darkness between the now parted mech bay doors. The rider of the bike is clad and leather, wears his hair long, and wears stylish sleek sunglasses, rides the bike down to the end of the ramp where he skids it sideways to a stop leaving a streak of burnt rubber. The rider revs the bike, which bellows loudly with the flick of the riders wrist as he turns towards you to speak.
Jaq Savage: "I'm Jaq Savage, Colonel of the 1st Fist of Light. You may remember me from my time spent as the C.O. of the Grim Legion (MPBT: Solaris on AOL), or you may remember me as the formerly undefeated champion of Solaris (MPBT: Solaris on AOL), or you may remember me from your daught... hell, you may just remember me, but hey, let's talk about you!"
A pair of girls dressed like wager girls from Solaris VII "fight nights" comes over and leans in on Jaq's shoulders.
Jaq Savage: "There are lots of outfits out there lookin for just anyone. Lots of people that will take just anyone. But do you really want to be with just anyone?"
Jaq's sunglasses slide down ever so slightly so he can look over the top of them.
Jaq Savage: "In the 1st Fist of Light we got your back. We'll help you be all that you can be. In the Fist the party never stops. Am I right ladies?"
Solaris VII Fight Night Girls: "Hey-O!"
The fight night girls grin.
Jaq Savage: "Now you can go join one of those "other" outfits..."
Jaq cracks open a beer and takes a nice long drink.
Jaq Savage: "Or you can be a part of the real deal. There's us, and then there's everyone else. Anything less is uncivilized."
Jaq adjusts his sunglasses and leans back in the motorbike now flanked by the two fight night girls.
Cheesy Announcer Voice: "See the official 1st Fist of Light recruiter (http://www.1stfistoflight.com and please read the charter) on Solaris VII at the Valhalla club. Membership fees a low cost of only 195 C-bills. Join today! Taxes may vary as per mercenary regulations established by the Outreach mercenary charter and by the Solaris regulatory tax committee."
Jaq Savage: "Join the brotherhood, and you'll be part of our family. We'll get you where your goin in style. Don't worry; we got you covered like a neurohelmet."
The screen flickers once more fading to the insignia of the 1st Fist of Light...
Cheesy Announcer Voice: "Hey-O!"
**end advert transmission**
Edited by Jaq Savage, 30 May 2012 - 11:22 PM.