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[Stewgar]

Report #: 6

Name: Hank Rover
Ship name: [*USI*]Tulsa[E]
Participating Vessel(s): [*USI*]Providence[J-E]

Report: Emlenton/Houston International Supply Run

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Plasmonic Metamaterials x5000
Plasfoam Conduits x10000
High Performance Alloys X5000
Industrial Hardware - A lot

Now I done started my shift with finding my ole' buddy Providence. See, we thought of this brilliant idea to go run some Sunbucks donut and coffee products on down to them boys in Bretonia. Reason why is cause we fix'n to run them Photographic Microphones... erm, whatevers them called from Graves Station. Well, we done run into them merc types, the WMs. Rubix cube? Na, Rubytron. Anywho, I guess I done cheered him up enough he done come with us. Which was fine... don't tell noone, but I aint got a weapon armed on my here vessel.

Anywho, the haul on down seemed simple enough. But the way with them Plasmaphones was weird. Providence and Rubicon kept on talking about the order. Order this, order that. And Nomads. I aint know what ordering food has to do with Nomads. Maybe they done mixed up jelly with Nomads, cause I call them jellies sometime. But anywho, they cleared it up and meant the order of secret peoples. Eating them donuts sure made me hungry! I mean, sell'n em did. Yuppers!

Anywho, I was then on my way over to Trenton for some Industrial Hardwares when this pirate guy stopped me. I was already talking with my buddy about nam'n wedgies. See, a good wedgie deserves a good name. I figure they aint good to have, so why not have fun with em! Anywho, the pirate guy done got all confuzzled so I cleared it up with him. I tried to cut 'im a deal. 1 million credits for a name of a wedgie he done had. That way I am the one really doing the pirating you see, heardy heardy! But then some YTP feller showed up and done started to blast him! I aint want no trouble, so I patuutled and throwed some credits his way.

Thens on later I was runn'n them donuts on down to Waterloo again cause last time only half of em made it. Erm.... made it not squished that is. So to make up for it, I runned them down and planned to get some High Performance Alloys on my way back. I runned into this Ashtar guy and he said that he was having a party! I wanted part of the party too, I even got donuts! He seemed angry at this other trader guy, I guess he didn't want to give over any money. But I sure did faster than pig runs to mud. He told me to scram, his words not mine. I figure maybe he knows where the gooooood party stuff was. But I asked him what he was getting with all them credits. He said hookers. Waaaaahoooooo! He told me he'd tell me later when the party is. Oh I can't wait for this here party! Now... here is where I be all confused. Some military guy that seen't the thing in a long range hoobadooba said that I was robbed. Now, I know I aint the brightest brick in the forest but that don't seem right. I done robbed that last guy, but this guy is fix'n for a party. I dunno, I think war done did that Bretonian bad. Too shame... too shame...

Anywho, I did some odds and ends run here and there. Now if yall eeeeexcuuuuuuuse me, I got me a date with some Sunbucks on Fort Bush. Plaaatooooo!

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