[hider=Joseph Accardi - Quatermaster.]
Name: Joseph Accardi, Also known as Joey.
Age: 28
Sex: Male
Orientation: Straight.
Position: [i]Quartermaster - Responsible for managing the ship's weapon systems and preparing the crew for boarding attempts and intruders on deck.[/i]
Qualifications: Served in two Military Frigates and one Mercenary Ship before entering the LWSC Sirius. 
Appearance: 

DESC : Six Foot Four, Weighs roughly 230 Pounds. Well build body with a positive stature. Black hair, green eyes with a defined Jawline. Full grown beard, up to his jawline. Has a tattoo on his arm, with the word “HMS Starfish”, the first frigate he worked on. Also having a tattoo on his back, with an logo of a skull in a red color with a green background, underneath the words “Lost Devils Mercenary Group”. White Skin Color, with a slight tan. 

Personality: 

Joseph is a laid back person, however when it comes to his job he’s serious. Mostly he is chilling during times of relaxation, or when he isn’t needed to perform his daily tasks. When the time calls, he becomes a workaholic, and makes sure the job is done in an productive yet effective manner. 

Likes: Booze, Action Movies, Pizza, Cigars
Dislikes: Books, Romance Movies, Wine.
Strengths: Commanding/Managing , Weapon Systems, Moral Boosting, Piloting
Weaknesses: Engine’s, Cooking, Medicine. 
Open to relationships: Yes.
Relationships/family: None.
Biography: 

Joseph at a young age was with his father, when his mom divorced. His father won custody, and he served in the Planetary Marines in the HMS Tiger. Joseph and his father lived there for roughly 10 years of his life. When he turned 19, Joseph applied to change his posting. His father vouched for him, as he gained a few promotions. For the next two years after that, he served on the HMS Starfish, and the HMS Golden Eye. After discharged from the Golden Eye, he served in an Mercenary frigate for the faction known has “Lost Devils.” He earned a hefty amount of money and experience. Instead of retiring, Joseph seeks a new challenge, the SIRIUS meant for Joseph another horizon to conquer and explore. Joseph joined the crew due to wanting another challenge but also another thing to pass him times and increase his funds, his significance is in large part due to the mastery of his trade in the fields of weapons. 

A.O.B:
Joseph doesn’t like talking about the HMS Golden Eye
Has had a period in his life where he has partaken in the pirate trade and black market. 


Sample post: (roughly 3 decent paragraphs please)


Fuck.

Joseph woke up in a sunny resort, in a small hut. An hooker was beside him, sleeping away. Two bottles of Vodka and Tequila were there, both in Extra-Large size. Plastic shot glasses littered the scene of the hotel room as Joseph held his head, due to the hangover. [i]”Fucking hell, I should get my shit together soon.”[/i] Joseph said to himself in his mind. He got up from the bed, and went to the shower. Showered and got ready in a few moments. The hooker was still knocked out from the booze, so he left 500 bucks, and note saying “Thanks for everything”. He put on his aviators and got out of the small hut with his briefcase, before taking a cab to the job center, in the city.

Joey got out of the cab with briefcase fulled with his clothing and belongings in hand. He went in to the Job Center and looked around. It was a sunny day on the outside, but the job center was a mixture of desperation and hotness. An sign hanged above the waiting room saying “ [b]AC IN REPAIRS, SORRY FOR ANY INCONVENIENCE[/b]. Joey went up to the information desk, without a word, he received a number, 108. He looked at the board above, it read “60” in bold letters. He sighed, before he went to sit in the hot waiting room, with people all over.

After waiting for a good hour, Joseph went into office six. A small job office with a man, probably in his 40s looking on a holographic display with a holographic keyboard underneath it, just typing away on it.  “Sit down” said the man, in a deep voice. Joey sat down on the chair, wooden backrest and a somewhat comfy pad. He placed his resume on the center of the desk. The man stopped typing for a moment, and just skimmed over the resume. He nodded once, before he went back to typing. Joey seems to look around the office, bored before he heard the noise of the printer rumbling. The Man grasped onto the paper and placed it on top of the desk. “SIRIUS, a vessel that needs an quartermaster and a man of your abilities is hiring, give me the nod and I’ll do the rest” stated the man, looking to Joseph. Joseph skimmed over the job opening and information, before nodding. “I’ll take it” said Joseph.
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