My character : Jim McCoy

My name is Jim McCoy. The year is 9674. I drink, in whatever bar I can find... Pretty much. I don't have a job, which I'm entirely okay with. My dad died on the job while I was being born. My mom died when I was ten. Around the same time I drove my step dad's ancient car off the road. Several years later, or more than "several", I was spotted in one of the same bars I had spent days and nights on end in by my father's old work partner. I was recruited into something I didn't want to do. Too much responsibility? Something like that.

And events took place. I was thrown into something I knew nothing about as a first year cadet. Space travel, other species, it all became my job in The Fleet. We roam space, help species without directly interacting, and became the most known organization in Earth history.

I became captain of the most notorious ship we had in The Fleet. The Eviscerator. It was an accidental gain of position, but reluctantly accepted. And my crew became the most known throughout the universe.

I already planned to tell the two next time I talk/write with one of them about Jim's application

*hehehe* Greedy little gal

Accepted!

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