This is a notice to everyone who inhabits the sewerpipe section known as "Crete".
The coming week will be spent on raiding you, the inhabitants of the cretan sewerpipe.
We outcasts will be bringing dreads and snubs. We expect you to die in the most pathetic manner you can possibly imagine.
I be there for you, we will see who gonna "to die in the most pathetic manner you can possibly imagine"!
I am not a native English Speaker, so i make grammar errors.
But it annoys me when people make silly comments about that... especially brits who for the most part can't speak their own language let alone anyone elses!
Ah, just do it to Gamma. Not stupid time to fly to the zone. No "Uhm, too lazy now", no "I haz no ship", but pure: "They are in our home system... undock and pew!!!"
While browsing through the Corsair Neural Net, Elena notices the message from 101st. After reading it she starts laughing. But not a womans laugher, it was a warriors one. A laugher that mocks an enemy in every possible variety.
"Was about time" she says to herself, still laughing "you fools, lets see who will die in a pathetik manner. Time to dust the old Titan"
She goes out of her room, turns right and yells after an technican to bring her the maintainance tools.