*** Communications Open ***
*** Subject: A New Life *** *** Location: Unmarked Battleship ***
*** Encryption: HIGH ***
*A man walks in front of the camera, you can only see a silhouette of this man*
Now... you must be wondering who I am to contact a company such as yourselves... Better yet, WHY am I contacting you...
Well it's quite simple... I have a few sets of skills that can be quite handy for your type business..
*The man leans back a bit a flash of a pin-strip suit shows in the very dim light*
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I've been quite busy since I left... Slaughtering pirates and ripping apart the unjust. It's almost child's play at this point in my life... But now I need someone to back me. A company who I am most familiar with... A company I know inside and out. This would simply be... the IC|.
*The unknown man picks up something that looks like a fat stick and smells it*
They say you can judge a man within 30 seconds of talking to him... They say you can see his past within an hour of talking with them. Each emotion they feel, you can boil it down to an event that changed their life. That made their heart that much blackened... Heh...
*The man lights the fat stick and takes a massive hit and exhales slowly, making the area in which the camera can see smokey*
]But... They also say you can change that same man... from someone in a shell who never knows what it feels like to live, to someone who is a great leader, someone who can command armies just by the sound of his voice... You can turn a pirate who rapes and pillages ships and women, to a Vice Admiral in the Liberty Navy. Hunting those same people who he was.
I plan on creating a new world from the burnt out husk of this dying one. A world where words are our weapons, and brute force can be stopped with a sentence. Where whole armies come together under one banner just from a paragraph. Where world wars are stopped from a speech. A perfect world where everyone can speak freely, and everyone understands each other. There will always be fights, but at least they can be controlled in my world...
Fear is a device... So quiet and precise... It's not what I allow in my world.
This force is in love with you, JACOB. It wants you safe. It wants you well. This force knows what you can do, and what you can make with your tattered shell.
*The unknown comes to the light after taking another massive hit to reveal his face in the smoke, as James Buckmaster, grinning*
You will be hearing from me again shortly.... HeheheHAHAHAH-