I want destruction of Roger Claymore

[Primitive]

***Incoming transmission***
Comm ID: Mickey O'Neil
Location : Devil's Caravan

Mr.Dylan nice work me says, I hope ye didn't kill 'im I wanna play with the lad. Me part has been sent.



*laughs* Ye know... those who try cross a junker we skin' em, I expect some more logs on next kill' cause me friend Bill is suspicious, and he's got a nose for tah sort o things,but ye're all right lad. *spits*

[Alex.]

***Incoming Transmission***
**ID: Dylan Hope**
*Opening message*




He put up more resistence this time - and was flying a bigger ship, but I still brought him down.
Credits to Dylan.Hope
***Transmission ends***

[Hawk]

****Incoming Transmission****
****Comm ID: Arbiter Jack Crow****
****Location: Yanagi****

14 million credits paid to Mr. Hope. I am curious though, what was the bigger ship he was flying this time?

Crow out

****End Transmission****

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[Alex.]

***Incoming Transmission***
**ID: Dylan Hope**
*Opening message*
A CTE-19000 "Roc" Civilian Bomber.
***Transmission ends***

[Tomtomrawr]

[color=#FFCC33]Roger Claymore

'nd what, if ya wanna know, was I flyin' before that was smaller than a Roc?

Well I ain't gonna tell ya. I got more ships than ma Roc, but they ain't for ya ta hear 'bout.

I hope ya new pet enjoys huntin' me. 'e's like a dog. Now 'e's got tha scent o' me 'e's not gonna leave until 'e 'as those eighty-five millions. I'd like ta see 'im try 'gain. Cos next time it won't be made easy for 'im. But I'd betta add 'ere 'ow much ya're cowards. Why don't ya come after me yaself? 'Cos when ya hire mercs, only bad things can 'appen...

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[17:45:39] Wolfs Ghost (Murphy): Tom, you have problems. Go kill yourself.
[19:25:12] Johnny (Jam): Tomtom, I will beat you with a spoon.
[14:22:56] Prarabdh Thakur: KILL HIM WITH A SHEEP.
[17:40:48] Eagle (Junes): Tom should be slapped with a spoon.
[11:32:18] Warspite: Thank you for being so awesome Tom. <3
[18:17:36] Metano: I love you tomtom
[20:06:24] Warspite: I will seriously give you epic head.

Edit: also, Tomtomrawr, fappin' like a boss.

[Primitive]

***Incoming transmission***
Comm ID: Mickey O'Neil
Location : Devil's Caravan

Oi. Dylan...why don't you send me unedited pictures to me private comms, ye see..as I said I am suspicious, and I got an eye for pretty pictures. Now until ye show me the proper unedited screens, ye won't get a nickle, and if ye don't yer going on a black list. Oi'm just a businessman ye see.

Ah roger is it one' of em eagles or sabres, ye can't surprise the man who has seen it all. *spits*

[Primitive]

***Incoming transmission***
Comm ID: Mickey O'Neil
Location : Devil's Caravan

Oi, Dylan passes me test, he's all right lads, I'll pay him up. Thank ye for quick response lad, expect the money soo' as I get on me ship.

Mickey oot

Money has been sent.

Mickey oot again.

[TFinnegan]

*Bride of the Wake*
*Arranmore space, Dublin*

*Finn taps a few keys on his console, grins wickedly at the results*
Aye an' Oi've ter thank ye as well, Cap'm Hope.
Aside from the two payments o' seven mil' a pop wha' Oi've allready sent ye, Ye've me heartiest thanks fer takin' th' wind oot a yon' Claymore's sails.
Aye an when I say theres plenty more where 'at come from,
*glances again at his readout, smirks slyly*
Oi'm nae kiddin, e'en a wee bit. 'Could do this all year, Oi could.
Wake out.

*fizzle snap*

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[Alex.]

***Incoming Transmission***
**ID: Dylan Hope**
*Opening message*
Finnegan, I haven't recieved your second payment yet, you sure you sent it?



Damn did he put up a good fight that time. Still not good enough though.
Credits to Dylan.Hope
***Transmission ends***
// If you insist on having the .BMPs, poke me on Skype. Unfortunatley I didn't get any more of the chat than that.

[Primitive]

***Incoming transmission***
Comm ID: Mickey O'Neil
Location : Devil's Caravan

Oi fellas, we got one more vessel of t'is punk, seems he was seen in brand new barghest, oin't that convenient.
Name is Artificial Sunset... it's included in this bounty frem now on.

Ye lad Dylan have a nasty finger for this bugger, oi like ye lad. Ye'll get yer money in couple of 'ours.

Mickey oot.