some fool rammed the comm aray on ouray this last few weeks... so a deal of the information has been corrupted and we've been blacked out for a bit.
anyone who's dun applicated not that recently (//Tzeentch, Cleric, entrepreneur) send me a lil' private comm to declare 'yer further interest in the issue of joinin' up, i wouldn'a ask, but chances are you got yer'self caught and your comms are comprimised by the lawdogs.
***Incoming Transmission***
Comm ID: Jimmy Blane
Subject: Alright!
Location: Planet Houston
Message follows...
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I've toiled and sweated for these pathetic wages far too long! Now these damn bastards here wanna spread us out even thinner! All you gots to do now is tell me how to sign up, and I'm yours. Don't care where I go. Don't have a family to take care of... they were killed by the corporate villains long ago. Said to let "nature take its course", when they came down with a damn illness I ain't never seen before. Anywhere but this hellhole is better. Hope ya gots some room for me in there. I've already packed my bags.
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sender: unknown
to: ouray base. thrugh peublo station. from planet manhatten
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if you have recivied this message then you should be reayd for me when i show up....
if i show up.... i am sick of liberty and want to hit them where it hurt's....*mumble's* and maybe get away from a few murder convictions...... but... if you'll have me. then i'm in.
john.
i cant tell you my full name.... or they would find me...
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' Wrote:<span style="font-family:Century Gothic">Violence is Golden</span>
***Incoming transmission***
***ID: Cedric.Steele***
***Location: Ames Research station***
***Subject: Recruitment***
Greetings! I just got out of a prison... Been arrested by LPI for espionage! Bah! Bull-*static*! I have done nothing! And family believed their lies! But Libertonians they just see enemies everywhere... so let them have enemies everywhere! I want to fight on your side guys, already got my Eagle equipped and running.
Someone must teach them a lesson finally...
Greetings again. I decided to fight this war almost on my own, not sure if I can handle it though. Anyway, I want to cancel my application, but I am always ready to help Xeno Alliance. You know who to call.
*flies into xeno hanger and lands the ship. then walks out ship, smoking a cigar. is surrounded by guards*
'don't worry. i'm not here to get killed. i'm here to join.'
*flicks the cigar onto the floor and crushes it under his shoes.*
'right.take me to your recruitment officer. i am gonna get this job even if it costs someone their life.'
*walks to recruitment office.the officer speaks to him.*
'right then, mr..., whats yout name?'
'the names Yoh . nuff said.'
'Ok then, Mr Yoh, can you tell me why you would like to join?'
'of course i can. Those rapists burnt down my house, murdered my father, raped then murdered my mother, and scarred me down my right arm.to think a few weeks ago i was planning to join the LN. Instead, now that liberty has reared it's ugly head, i'm joining you. the citizens need our help.'
'hmm. why does everybody say things similar to that.'
'because that is Liberty. that is why we want to free the citizens.'
'i think we might have enough already.'
*Yoh pulls gun out*
'i think you have room for one more.'
Sender ID: Bubba Love
Target ID: Xeno Recruitment Alliance
Sending transmission...
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Reestablishing Transmission...
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Retry Y/N ?
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Transmission Established
Beginning Transmission
Greetings Y'all
This is Bubba Love speakin', I'd like to tells you folk a story.
For years now I's been a hard workin' feller on Houston there in Texas. Makin' my way throughs life with little pay, wearin' rags and, eatin' food that not even thems slave folk they sell would eat. I's was livin' in this rinky dink type shack lookin thing one night when all the sudden the dang LSF folk came in and pulled me out. They told me I knew to much, now I can tell you the God's honest truths I ain't no smart man on edumacation, but yeah they said I's was gonna be shipped off to some planet Malta as one's of them darn slave folk to work on a field or sumthin. Now this angered me so I took my bottle of liberty ale and hit that blasted LSF over the head with it then commenced to whoopin up on him. I's made sure I had him knock'd out thens I grabbed his gun and stole his ship. Piece of crap it was, bloody thing broke down in the Colorado silvers field. I saw this there Hawk floatin' around and thought Im's a gonna see if it flys. So I tooks my little pod thang and flew to eet. And to my's luck it works fine. Well I know's you boys are getting tired of listening to may ramble on about my life so I's guess I'd better get to me point. For way fars to long I've been strugglin' tryin' to make me a decent livin but them dang goverment folk here in Liberty's been shootin me down. I want's my's revenge! And I thinks you boys can be them ones to help me. Now like I's said I aint to smart in edumacation, but I's can fly like a bird in me fighters now. And I's can rebuild me's a broke down ship better then anyone's I's know. So if you kind folks would take me in I's promise ye's I'll fight to the end of may to make this here Liberty a better place for all of our here children.
Thank Ye's
As Mr.Jones walks to the hangar, he informs security to be on the alert...
Ahh, Mr.Yoh..Greetings ..or could I say Konnichiwa?...
It seems we have a little problem here. I will see if I can lay them out for you in a way you can understand. First and foremost, How did you find our home here? Normally our recruiters find you and after a short time of checking you story out we give you the coordinates to meet us at.
Secondly, I am unsure how you managed to dock here without being blown into tiny little bits that even you mother couldn't recognize.
Thirdly, While we do care about the common working man here in Liberty, We do not go about it in a revengeful way.If you catch my meaning.
I really hope that you are not some type of spy or something. That would really make me unhappy. As for that pistol you are waving around, I would suggest that it finds its way back into your pocket.
You see..*points to the window high up and to the left*..I have one of my security guys right now sighting in on your head..
While we do need people to fight the corruption the Liberty government throws at us daily, we don't need any vengeful pilots that will hamper our efforts.
So, It would be in your best interests to climb back into your fighter and leave. My mechanics have already scrubbed our bases location from your nav computer.
Untill we meet again Mr.Yoh..
*Jonathon Jones then turns around and walks off..whistling merrily to himself..
Sir. I have been over alot of known space, and heard rumors. rumors including the location of this place. turns out the rumors were true. as for my vengeance. I will take it out, but only in the ways you order me to. we japanese are known for our honour. if i cause trouble to your mission, my whole family will be disgraced, and i cannot allow that to happen. I will follow all orders. And about how i got here. there were rumours about guard shifts. seems you may have a few leaks...
Anyway, those leaks were minor, as i was not able to catch anything else. I will not hamper your efforts. Also, you would have to wipe my memory to get rid of the location of this base. Do not worry. my mouth is sealed. Also. if you don't like me waving this gun around, just take it. what's mine is yours, and some of what's yours is mine.
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