Seems as like tha reporter fellers bin followin mah exploits up ter now, so ah guess ahsa best be makin sure all thas tolts true nall. So ah rekons thisere logll do fert last few weeks, an whuts ter cum.
Weeeell, thasa perfikly gud ship ahs jus gut blowd ter hell. Damn it all, ah hates getting shot up like that! It were them dern LSF swine agin. Black Wing, er sumsuch ah thinks. That Fluids sum flyer tho. Ah caint seem ter git meh hed roun hittin him yet. But itll cum, ahsa sure o that!
Ah gut another one oem, , but thars allus fore er fahve oem fer meh ter deal wi, so ahsa gut dun over. Paw wuz rite mad. Agin. Refused ter cum git mah scape pod nall. Hell, whys he have ter take it all so persnal?
Sum Junker finly picked meh up an took meh back ter Beaumont. Soon as ahd gut off ah bushwhacked sum city lookin feller an hightailed it wi his boat. Poxy civvy starflier. Ah hates them darn useless hunks ojunk. Still, it gut meh where ah wuz goin.
Ah get mesel over ter Magellan an finds mesel outside o Mactan. Ah knows they sells good ships thar so ah waits fer sumone ter show up ter gives meh the ok ter dock an buy a ship. So ah waits an waits, an no bugger shows, so ah docked anyway. The ship dealer were moren happy ter sell us a rite nice Slipstream, so ah gut mesel one.
Anyways, ah didnt think goin ter Vespucci ter get some guns wuz too wise, on account o the ire o them Lane Hacker fellers. So ah headed off ter tha Freeport ter wait, an have a few drinks. The Hackers turned up evently, an ah wuz able ter convince em ter sell mesel sum guns. Frosty it were, an a rite nice feller e were nall. Gut me a cupla big Hellflurries, er sumsuch, an then led meh ter sum Hacker base in the Galileo system. Aint never bin that way afore. Fact is, ah din even know it zisted til Frosty showd us the way! Had sum fun dodgin sum Rogue guards, ah think it wuz, on thway. Frosty een askt meh ifn ah wuz wantin ter join the Hackers! twuz temptin, but ah gut work ter do furst. Them LSFll pay. Every one oem. Een ifn it takes meh mah lifetime. Ah owes Johnny that.
Hillbillys ready fer action agin, ah guess. Ahsll git em sumhow, specially that Fluid. Ah wants ter peel his guts offa mah screen. Wouldn sprise meh ifn it were him that killt Johnny int first place.
Hoooeeee, ah's bin a dustup 'n no mistake. Ah was jus flyin aroun, mindin mah own. Had a near run-in in Texas with sum feller callt Mal, but seems he were polis rather than LSF, tho he were flyin one o them Claws. Ah's'll have ter be watchin that one, ah reckons. So ah runs past a lane hacker name o' LeChiffre. Weird name fer a feller, if'n yer ask mah 'pinion. He were taxin sum trader, so ah pullt up 'longside ter watch the show. Ah guess he paid, cuz he were off soon wi jus a bit o' his hull left intac!
'vently ah gut inter California, an at the gate ter New York ah wuz jumpt by a dern Mandalorian! Ah wuz thinkin they wuzn't s'posed ter be hittin on mah hide wi'out no bounty bein' posted? But ah helt 'im off 'ntil sum feller callt Patriot cum past an offer'd a bit o' help. Ah wuz outta missiles an nukes an bats an mah train disrupters by then, so ah sed yup. Ranov'la Aran! Ah meen, whut kinda name's that fer a feller? So he runs off, an ah caint blame im really. Patriot were in sum kinda destroyer er summit. Ah asks im 'bout the bounty on mah head, an e sez there aint wun. NO BOUNTY! An e's attackin mah ship like ah's sum kinda pirate er summit. Ah's'll be lookin out fer 'im inner future, ah's'll be tellin yer.
Weeell, that'll be anuther wun gawn.... Ah'm'a gettin thru ships lahk they's'a goin outta fashun. Ah thort ah had BlackWing isolated in Colorado so ah sets after him. We crossed at the jumpgate an ah callt im, but'e ran fer the trade lane. Ah followed a ways but there were so many uther LSF aroun, ah new whut would appen.
So ah's'a thinkin uv jus hackin off elsewhere when tha' stinkin Liquid skips onter mah scans, along with BlackWing, who's obv'usly scared ter face mah skills on 'is own, an a darn gunboat signed SkyShark. Ah don lahk runnin so ah took after BlackWing, hopin ter lessen the odds bah targittin the weekes' link. Workt 'n'all. Ah wuz hammerin im, an avoidin the tender attenshuns 'o Liquid and SkyShark, then 'e runs fer it. Ah cud'n foller cuz 'o Liquid. 'e's a fine pilot, an no mistake. An that damn Ravens Claw 'e flies is a kickass ship. Mah slipstream held its own fer a gud while, but inner en' ah copp't it agin. Nuke on mah nose an BOOM! The 'scape pod were fair spinnin frum that. Ah think mah hed still is.
Ah think Paw's gettin used ter this now. Least, he did'n scream an shout lahk the las' time..............
So, ah needed anuther ship. Ah gut a Dagger frum a fren' on Buffalo, but there's jus no hope fer meh flyin one o' them, so ah thought ah'd hed off ter Dresden ter see mah ol' fren's on Vogtland. Ah gut blown ter crap bah three USS ships tha' jumped meh in Texas. Ah did'n e'en git a shot off! There's no a lot o' chance ter defen' mahsel in a Dagger, an so ah went BOOM agin. Ah wuz SO hackt off ah paid fer passage ter Dresden from Houston, after ah wuz pikt up bah a passin trader. There's so many navy an polis patrols these days, it's gettin so's'a feller caint breathe fer 'em.
Ah jumpt ship at New Berlin an' gut lifted ter Kreutzberg wi one uv the reglar ships as dock there. Frum there I gut hold o Thorsten Waap. It were gud ter hear is voice agin, so long after he helped me break Johnny outta Vierlande. He arranged fer me ter hitch a ride wi a fren o his, an ah was back on Vogtland in no time.
Ah tol Thorsten ah wuz lookin fer a ship. Hes darn proud o the Odin cuz hes workin on em evry day, now as e caint fly no more, an he arranged fer me ter test one out. Man, thats a ship. Ah wuz whoopin an hollerin as ah flew around Vogtland.
Thorsten sed ah shud get the ok frum the RHA afore ah bought one tho. So ah waits fer sum time an finally a feller callt Konstantin Asche turns up. Ah tol im whut ah wanted, an why, an evently e sez he wuz happy fer me ter take a ship, but that he wuznt high enuff up the chain ter really give the ok. Ah wuz itchin ter get flyin tho, so ah cum ter an agreement wi im bout it. Ah gets ter buy an Odin, an hell pass mah story up the food chain, an if the commanders feel ah shudn have the ship, theyll let meh know. Heh, ah caint wait ter test this out on Copeland an is cronies. Ah jus ope ah kin git a few o em afore Liquid turns up agin.
Them dern zeeners is gettin ter be a pro'lem. Yer caint seem ter fly anywheres wi'out comin acoss 'em. Ah wuz jump't on fore 'er fahve time in't Silverton fields, an't buggers jus won' gi'it up. Ah had seven 'er eight o' em in mah hold, an then sum zeener hotshot callt Militant shows up inna 'blazer demandin ah drop 'is frens!! Dern fool hick! Ah tol' 'im where ter go, an then 'e fires on meh! In mah Odin! 'e were tricky ter hit, fer shure, but 'e were'n gunna last gin meh, so 'e runs inna end. Ah starts ter chase im, an then it awl went dark. Ah tells yer, ev'rythin shut down. Nav, comms, targe'in, weaps, life support, engines, the works. But weirder 'n tha', awl uv the stars wuz gawn 'n'all. An Denver, and the sun. 't'were rite weird, ah's'll be tellin yer. Thought ah wuz a gonner, 'n no mistake. Then awl uv a sudden it awl comes back ter where it were! The zeener wuz gawn, but sum other were aroun. They din' attack meh tho. Ah guess them were cleverer than Militant. Anyways, ah wuz so shaken ah let 'em go. Ah wuz jus' glad mah wurld wuz back. Ah went strate back ter Rochester, an wen' onna rite bender in't bar. Tha' were twelve ours ago. Ah thort ah'd bes' record this afore ah pass owt 'n ferg..........*thud*
Yup, definitly a problem. Ah wuz there agin t'other day an cleanin area roun' the hole ter New York an agin sum hotshot inner sum fat bird uva bomber starts ter git lippy wi' meh. So ah shoots at im an e shoots at meh an then two more joins in, if not three, an ah's'a gettin well shot up so ah has ter skidaddle, droppin a load er zeeners ah wuz gunna seel on Rochester. Ah reckin ah coulda handl't two o'em. Mebbee. Heck, they's gunna be madder'n a hornets nest if'n ah shows up agin too soon! Aww, ter hell wi' em awl. Darn zeeners shud awl be locked back up in'n yers askin meh. Sod 'em, ah's'll no be intimidated. We needs free access in ter Colorado an' they's skrewin that. Ah aint gunna stop shootin zeeners any time soon................
Yer jus' caint git rid o 'em rite about now. Zeeners roun Rochester now! Jack Tar, same as wuz shootin at meh yesterday n'all. So ah tellt im ter git, an e wouldn, so ah tells im agin, an 'e tells meh back an agin an agin, so ah's gettin rite sick o 'im when e starts firin onna Junker transport! Rite unner mah nose n'all. Caint 'member who it were, but we shot im up good. They's'a gotter be stopt frum 'angin roun near Rochester. 's bad fer trade.
Then sum durn LSF flunky shows up. Honor 'er sumsuch. Ah wuz tellin im ter git when one o the real LSF shows up. Mike Edwards it were. Ah wern feelin lahk a fite, havin jus sin off Jack Tar, so ah tells 'im ter sling 'is hook cuz 'e aint welcum roun mah back yard. So 'e shoots at meh! Ah's'a gettin sick o these durn fools. Yer jus don't shoots at meh roun there, so ah engages him, an Honor joins in.
Ah gut Edwards sweet an ah wuz wurkin on Honor when more LSF start showin. Evanjelly er summit shows on mah scanners, an then Gafwmn turns up n'all, so ah legs it fer Rochester, an a few stiff wuns fer Jimmy. Culebra wuz aroun in sum Cruiser er summit, so ah nos ahs safe n'all.
Ah's in the bar now. 'ere's ter yer, Jimmy. 'aint nobody never 'ad sich a fahn cuzin.
Weeel, ah's gone an gut mehsel inna mess agin. Ah wuz jus restin mah feet at Rochester an sum SA feller, Basil Crookey, jus strolls up an sits sum 1500k frum meh. Dursn't say nuthin, dursn't do nuthin cept shoot a cupla zeeners.
So ah tells im ter sling is hahd, sevral tahms, but 'e jus sits there, ignorin meh! Now, ah aint usuly one fer takin that, but ah wuz reel chillt, so ah thunk 'Weeel ah's'll jus tell im agin'. So ah duz, an 'e still ignort'd meh. An agin, an agin. Then sum uther SA feller, Mathew Anobi cums up an he ignord meh 'n'awl!
Ah tolt em ter leave agin, then they tries ter ruff up sum feller in a transport. Ah wuz gettin rite angerd, n'then they jus' starts shootin at meh! Fer nuthin! No warnin, nuthin. So ah has ter get meh engines up an runnin, an ah took em on. Ah gut Crookey , but then moor o'em turns up. There were LSF Internity, Anobi, SA Stephanie Malaign, an anuther ah thinks, ah caint mem'er who.
Ah knows when ah's in truble, so ah runs. But they keeps cummin fer meh, agin an agin. Ah caint git awa' frum em, so ah turnt on em. Ah went rite after Internity. Neer had im n'awl, but there wuz too many in't en'. Ah lost mah ship agin. Ah liked that'n. Ah's gutta fine anuther wun ah guess.
Ah wont beh lettin no SA neer meh agin neither. If'n any o'em cums roun mah locale, they'll git a warnin, an nowt else. Ah's'll no beh lettin em bushwhack meh agin. They'm neer as bad as the LSF. Ah's'll beh puttin em awl on meh list.
Ah's fin'ly gut Hillbilly flyin agin. Tuk a fair while, n'awl. A few months runnin stolen stuff roun' New York aint no way ter make'n easeh livin, 'n tha's fer sure.
Ah wuz fin'ly offer't a run inter Bret space haulin a load uv engines ter Trafalgar. Ah ran 'cross sum Mollies when ah gut thar, so ah menshun'd ah was lookin fer a new ride, an they tol meh ter pay a visit ter Arranmore in Dublin. Sum feller call't Coglan O'Rourke 'paren'ly 'ad a ship fer sale an ah liked the soun uv it. Ah jumpt a ride the next mornin.
Ah fine'ly foun Coglan snorin' inna pool uv 'is own puke in is lodgins. Ah chuk't im inter the shower and run it cold ter shake the cobwenbs outta his head. Squealed lahk a stuck pig he did! Heh, ah aint never heard language lahk the string o' curses he let fly at meh fer that! He gut rite pally rite quick when ah said ah was int'rested in is ship tho. He took meh rite ter see it. It wuz a Greyhound, an it'd sin better days, fer sure, but it were still in gud nick. An 'e were askin 'most nuthin fer it. Ah wuz happy ter pay whut 'e were askin. Ah rekons there'll beh sum feller what won' beh tho. Ah'm sure it weren't 'is ter sell. Still, 's mah ship now. Ah aint gunna let no fool tek it off've meh. They's'll jus have ter take it outta Coglan's hide.......
Ah wuz tryin' ter get mah new baby kit'd out, but they wuz runnin short 'o good stuff. Ah greased sum palms an fine'ly heard 'bout a Zoner stronghold in Omega 49, so ah headed fer it rite away. Ah aint never seen nowhere like Gran Canaria b'fore. It were heavin. Folks frum awl over Sirius. 'Twere gud fer meh, fer sure. Made sum contacts, heard 'bout sum prof'table runs. Ah gut this cannon kinda thang fer mah ship 'n'awl. Hoooeeee, it's one mean sonofabitch! Ah's'll be goin there agin!
Anyways, ah gut it kit'd owt an wuz headin fer home when ah gut a call frum Paw. 'e was headin up inter Outcast space fer a few days an needed a pickup home. Ah offer't ter cum fetch im, an headed off thru the Omega's. Ah wuz headin fer the freeport in 41 when ah picked up sum faint signal. Ah went ter check it out, cuz yer never noes whut yer gonna find, an came up agin a wall uv mines. They was fair spaced tho, so ah wuz able ter pick mah way thru em, till ah foun whut was givin off the signal. A ship, fair shot up, an dead in space. Ah give it a bit o' a nudge wi mah guns, an bits fell out! Ah tractored the lot in an headed fer the Freeport.
Ah had ter do an evasive when sum hunters flipped up on mah scanners. They wuz givin meh a fair kickin when ah happ'nt 'cross a jumphole, so ah jumped blind. Foun mesel in Omicron Theta uv awl places. Ah were still bein swarmd bah hunters so ah took off fer the nearest Zoner base. Ah cud'n get free o' them darn hunters tho, an as ah gut near the Zoner base, one o' mah cruise disrupters hit the damn station an' they started firin on meh! Ah could'n tell em ter stop neither cuz the damn hunters had fused mah comms array! Ah near bought it unner awl that fire, but ah jus' made it out o' range uv the station. Ah wuz able ter finish the last o' the hunters, so ah headed fer the jump ter Sigma 17 an a bit o peace.
It were gud ter get a rest in the Sigmas. Ah avoided the main trails thru the systems and were able ter get ter Ruiz base wiout runnin cross no more hunters. Ah flogged off the stuff ahd gut offve the wreck in 41, part frum one thang, a ships gun. Ah callt a fren o mine, Hector Pisano, ter cum tek a looksee. Hes a gud mechanic! Heh, he were able ter rig it onter mah ship! Heh, ah couldn wait ter test it, so ah headed fer Alpha. Hector said thered bin sum dustups wi hunters so ah reckond ahd get meh sum trophies.
Ah jumpt thru and ran straight inter a mine! Damn thang stripped mah shields, fried mah systems and kicked me off inter the nebula wiout no control! Ah mustve drifted fer hours, tryin ter get sum kinda life outta mah ship. It were getting rite cold in mah cockpit. Ah wuz wundrin if ah wuz dun fer, when meh ship slammed inter summit. The power kicked back in, an ah had control agin. It were nuthin short uv a miracle! Ah checked mah scanners, an there wuz ships evrywhere ah looked. They wuz awl Sabres nawl, like it were sum sorta graveyard er summit. Sum stuff were kicked loose frum the ship ahd hit, so ah hit the tractor an legged it. Ah aint one fer nickin stuff offve the dead er nuthin, but ah wuz raised ter never look a gift horse inna mouth. An evryones bin hearin the story bout them outcast ghosts. Las thing ah wuz gunna do wuz hang aroun!
Ah headed fer Ibiza ter fetch Paw, dodgin outcast patrols. Ahs frenly wi em nevrythin, but ah werent gunna let em see ahd gut stuff frum their graveyard on meh! Paw greed ter shuttle out ter meh so as ah cud avoid the dockin scans, an then we headed fer home thru the Taus. It werent til we wuz back at Rochester that ah wuz able ter see whutd fell offve the old Sabre. Sum pretty dodgy lookin splosives ah solt rite off. They looked like theydve blown ifn ahd sneezed on em! But there wuz summit worth hangin onter. Anuther weird gun. This un had Silverfire carved inter its surface.
Ah gut the mechanics workin on riggin it ter mah new ship. Sa gud job Hectord done that uther one, er theydve made a rite mess uv it. As is ah caint tek the durn thang offve the ship wiout bustin it. Caint fault how it looks tho. Ahs bin askin roun ter see if theres any more oem floatin abouts. Seems as like there be sum weapons dealers as has 'em fer a price! The new Hillbillyd look rite fine ifn ah cud get it fitted out wi two more. Ahsll have ter keep a low profile when theres Outcasts around ah guess, if'n they's awl cum frum that graveyard. Ahs bin spottin a lot uv the Reapers around Rochester these days. Heck, ah caint wait ter test em on Copeland 'n 'is crew! Heh!
Ah gut a tipoff tha' wun o' them LSF agent was isolated on 'is lonesome owt in the Coronado system, so ah figgert ah cud pay a visit. Sure enuff, he were still thar when ah turnt up. But he wuz in sum li'l wasp uv a ship. Ah cud'n hit the durn thang wi' mah guns, mah missahls, nor mah mines. Ah wuz awl but owt o' em awl, when ah legged it. Ah dursn't lahk ter run, but ah's'a knowin when ah caint win a fite. 'e seemed ter let meh go at firs, but 'e soon cawt meh agin. Chaste meh half way 'cross Califoria afore he gived it up. Ah's'll beh gettin 'im wun day, but ah's'a reknin ah's'll be needin a diffr'nt ship! LSF-Walker is wun fer the future.
Ah headed fer Alcatraz, an ah pick't sum oddbawl up on mah tail. Seemed ter wanna fite meh, an mah tail were up. Ah docked on Alcatraz wahl 'e cum closer, and wi' awl mah stuff fill't ah launched ter gi im whut 'e wanted. Leibe Yagami wuz is name, an 'e seemed ter be a Zeener uv some kine, but flyin pirate culurs. Tricky feller n'awl. Fore ah noes whut's happnin, awl uv Alcatraz an them durn Rogues wuz shootin meh, let alone Yagami. Ah's'a thinkin wun er mah missiles, er mines, must've hit an they gut mad. Anyways, ah guts im inner en.
Heck! Ah's'a dun it agin. Tha's anuther ship gawn. Ah's'a gotta stop gettin cocky, when there be a loada navy flyin 'roun. Ah gut Nova'd by a durn bomma! Tha' smarts sum, ah's'll be tellin yer. Paw sez ah's'a gut ter stay still fer two weeks wahl mah burns heal. Ah guess ah wuz lucky 'n'awl, but ah caint jus' let Johnny die wi'out gettin them as were responsible. Ah's'll beh callin mah frens in Dresden ah reckons. Ah's'a sure they's'll lemme have anuther ship. Least ways, ah hopes so. Ah's gut a cupla weeks ter kill till ah can do summit 'bout it. Maw's'a fussin lahk sum broody hen 'n'awl. Ah'll en up killin her, if'n she don't kill me first!
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, but thars allus fore er fahve oem fer meh ter deal wi, so ahsa gut dun over. Paw wuz rite mad. Agin. Refused ter cum git mah scape pod nall. Hell, whys he have ter take it all so persnal? ![[Image: Sig3.png]](http://i537.photobucket.com/albums/ff332/lib3drakeaj/Sig3.png)
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an ah wuz wurkin on Honor when more LSF start showin. Evanjelly er summit shows on mah scanners, an then Gafwmn turns up n'all, so ah legs it fer Rochester, an a few stiff wuns fer Jimmy. Culebra wuz aroun in sum Cruiser er summit, so ah nos ahs safe n'all.![[Image: crookeysk8.jpg]](http://img172.imageshack.us/img172/4498/crookeysk8.jpg)
, but then moor o'em turns up. There were LSF Internity, Anobi, SA Stephanie Malaign, an anuther ah thinks, ah caint mem'er who.