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Offline Loophole
09-20-2025, 05:41 AM, (This post was last modified: 09-20-2025, 05:44 AM by Loophole.)
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20yrs & I Only Got This Title
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Joined: May 2024

I haven't played much Nomad lately, so no Nightmares today. But this did happen when a Nomad "convoy" was very rudely interrupted in the Omegas, which was amazing:


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You know that something's wrong when even the Ish'tars complain about the state of the world so nonchalantly.

I was "The.Chaplain" during that engagement. It's a challenging character to play*, so I haven't brought it out much.

Maybe there's something else cooking on the Wild front too... Be on the lookout for a fancy-looking damaged Eagle prowling the Nomad Worlds. x

I do, however, bring more goodies from the Bretonian front.



Stories


"You know how it is", as the reel is cast (September 7th, 835 A.S.)

NOTE: Some unrelated chatter from passersby was cut out of the final edit.
Also I don't know what spaceball is, either. Look, I kinda panicked, I typed it, and I'm not going to shy away from it.


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Not the most glamorous place, but...

Context
The Innkeepers took up Phalanx Red's offer and went to meet "Jerry" on board of a busy Thames Outpost.

Chat log
[+]Spoiler
[07.09.2025 00:10:21] Phalanx.Red: [As you arrive to Thames, it's apparent that recent developments are evolving rapidly, perhaps a bit chaotically even. (...)
[07.09.2025 00:10:49] Phalanx.Red: People coming and going, tools strewn about, new wiring, machines being worked on - all in anticipation for new projects. (...)
[07.09.2025 00:11:26] Phalanx.Red: The note that you got mentioned the "watering hole". Well, there IS a bar here, so that's probably what they meant. How do you
[07.09.2025 00:11:27] Phalanx.Red: proceed? ]
[07.09.2025 00:12:25] The.Gaelic.Wyvern.Inn: [Kayla stuck close to Ozei's side, something about this place made her a bit uneasy]
[07.09.2025 00:13:51] Innkeep.Ozei.Ruousha: [Ozei guided the pair onwards towards the bar. While Ozei felt a bit out-of-place here, he wasn't as uneasy as Kayla was,>>]
[07.09.2025 00:14:12] Innkeep.Ozei.Ruousha: [even seeming interested in some of the machinery as they passed by.]
[07.09.2025 00:14:56] Innkeep.Ozei.Ruousha: [Ozei to Kayla] Plenty of construction going on. Rather odd place to invite a visitor.
[07.09.2025 00:15:34] Phalanx.Red: [The bar didn't seem that much better. The atmosphere is heavy, you can almost smell the burnout. (...) ]
[07.09.2025 00:15:40] The.Gaelic.Wyvern.Inn: Aye..Nae sure who asked us here.
[07.09.2025 00:17:39] The.Gaelic.Wyvern.Inn: [She shuddered. Her senses were *not* happy about this. It felt... wrong. ]
[07.09.2025 00:18:05] Innkeep.Ozei.Ruousha: [The Kusarian's brows furrowed a bit at the air of the bar.. As he stood at the entry with Kayla, his elbow supporting her arm,
[07.09.2025 00:18:13] Phalanx.Red: [The screens are spewing pro-BMM propaganda, emphasising its achievements and gloating about usual corporate fluff. (...) ]
[07.09.2025 00:18:16] Innkeep.Ozei.Ruousha: [he gave her hand a supportive squeeze.]
[07.09.2025 00:19:19] Phalanx.Red: [There aren't many people here, but most of the ones who are grip their mugs and keep their heads low, dreading to (...) ]
[07.09.2025 00:19:35] Innkeep.Ozei.Ruousha: [Not even a game on the odd screen here and there?]
[07.09.2025 00:19:36] Phalanx.Red: [ face yet another day under whatever service they were made to provide.]
[07.09.2025 00:20:14] The.Gaelic.Wyvern.Inn: It's almost.. overwhelming... most of what I get is dispair and grief.
[07.09.2025 00:20:37] Phalanx.Red: [One screen is showing a re-run of a spaceball match.]
[07.09.2025 00:20:42] The.Gaelic.Wyvern.Inn: LEts find this Jerry and move.
[07.09.2025 00:20:58] Innkeep.Ozei.Ruousha: [Voice low to Kayla] "I.. Think I want to try something."
[07.09.2025 00:21:40] Innkeep.Ozei.Ruousha: "We can go if this does not work out, Jerry or no Jerry.
[07.09.2025 00:21:52] The.Gaelic.Wyvern.Inn: A'right.
[07.09.2025 00:23:48] Phalanx.Red: [ Most of the bargoers completely ignore you. Others would glance at the pair, but evidently make nothing of it. ]
[07.09.2025 00:23:56] The.Gaelic.Wyvern.Inn: [She stroked the butterfly brooch on her blouse as if for reassurance.]
[07.09.2025 00:24:15] Innkeep.Ozei.Ruousha: [With a calm confidence, Ozei approached the bar; more specifically the barkeep.] "Fair evening to you. >>
[07.09.2025 00:24:51] Innkeep.Ozei.Ruousha: "Do you perhaps accept tips in exchange for changing the screens to a guest's request?"
[07.09.2025 00:25:51] Phalanx.Red: [The Barman - a rather overweight man sporting a bald head and a clean shave - sizes Ozei up, and responds...]
[07.09.2025 00:26:17] Phalanx.Red: "Eh, thanks, but no need for a tip, lad. What do ya wanna watch?"
[07.09.2025 00:26:40] Phalanx.Red: [There are three other men sitting by the counter. They also size the pair up - perhaps a bit more intently - but then go ...
[07.09.2025 00:26:57] Phalanx.Red: [ ...back to oggling at their beverages. ]
[07.09.2025 00:28:06] Innkeep.Ozei.Ruousha: [Ozei looks towards the three gentlemen for a moment, offering a respectful nod, before looking back toward the barkeep:]
[07.09.2025 00:29:15] Innkeep.Ozei.Ruousha: "Something cooking related, I think. Always on the lookout for new inspiration," he says with a warm and easy grin.
[07.09.2025 00:30:17] Phalanx.Red: [ The barman nods. The screen closest to the pair soon switches to one of the newer cooking channels that are all the (...)
[07.09.2025 00:31:11] Phalanx.Red: rage in New London lately. At this time, a programme featuring a particularly flamboyant man who bakes extravagancies (...)
[07.09.2025 00:31:43] Phalanx.Red: is on. The Barman raises an eyebrow. ] "I thought this git got canned."
[07.09.2025 00:35:43] The.Gaelic.Wyvern.Inn: Think he is one o' tha more popular ones.
[07.09.2025 00:37:04] The.Gaelic.Wyvern.Inn: Beggin yer pardon.. but do ye know a... Jerry?
[07.09.2025 00:37:41] Phalanx.Red: [The Barman looks at Kayla straight in the eyes.]
[07.09.2025 00:37:50] Phalanx.Red: "Depends on who's askin', missus."
[07.09.2025 00:38:10] The.Gaelic.Wyvern.Inn: We were advised tae locate him here.
[07.09.2025 00:38:31] The.Gaelic.Wyvern.Inn: I'm Kayla Trevarthian, o' tha Gaelic Wyvern Inn.
[07.09.2025 00:38:33] Phalanx.Red: [You may have caught a glance at one of the bargoers, who might've also glanced at you.]
[07.09.2025 00:39:28] The.Gaelic.Wyvern.Inn: [The little spitfire was 5 foot nothing with bright red hair and emerald green eyes. She wore a green tunic with gold -
[07.09.2025 00:39:43] The.Gaelic.Wyvern.Inn: embroidery and tan slacks.]
[07.09.2025 00:41:38] Innkeep.Ozei.Ruousha: [Ozei wore similar garb to Kayla; same colors though less feminine. His own hair was black, shoulder length with brown eyes>>
[07.09.2025 00:42:43] Innkeep.Ozei.Ruousha: and a height of about 5'10''] "Ozei Ruousha, here."
[07.09.2025 00:43:27] Phalanx.Red: [Someone taps Kayla's shoulder. It's one of the bargoers by the counter.]
[07.09.2025 00:44:07] The.Gaelic.Wyvern.Inn: [She turns quickly to see who had tapped her.]
[07.09.2025 00:44:44] Innkeep.Ozei.Ruousha: [As Kayla turned, Ozei found himself half-turning, though still keeping the barkeep in his peripheral]
[07.09.2025 00:45:01] Phalanx.Red: [It's a seemingly mundane man. He non-chalantly points towards an obscure corner in the bar, and then goes back to ...
[07.09.2025 00:45:08] Phalanx.Red: admiring his half-empty glass. ]
[07.09.2025 00:45:45] The.Gaelic.Wyvern.Inn: [She gives a nod to the man and starts to head in the direction he indicated, Ozei's hand in hers.]
[07.09.2025 00:47:10] Phalanx.Red: [Said mundane man was wearing a safety vest and had messy bright blonde hair, with a weak chin.]
[07.09.2025 00:47:46] Innkeep.Ozei.Ruousha: [A thoughtful expression on his face, he goes with Kayla, having them sit on the side of the table with their backs to the wall
[07.09.2025 00:47:47] Innkeep.Ozei.Ruousha: ]
[07.09.2025 00:48:00] Phalanx.Red: [On the obscure corner, however, was a completely different story. A lone man with sleek black hair and a three-piece suit ...
[07.09.2025 00:48:16] Phalanx.Red: was enjoying his drink, while intently staring at the pair approaching him.]
[07.09.2025 00:48:41] Phalanx.Red: [He looked remarkably young. Couldn't be older than 30, if that.]
[07.09.2025 00:51:36] The.Gaelic.Wyvern.Inn: [They stop a respectable distance from the stranger.] Are ye Jerry?
[07.09.2025 00:52:21] Innkeep.Ozei.Ruousha: [Ozei was a bit more aged, probably late 30's to early 40's.]
[07.09.2025 00:52:40] Phalanx.Red: [The man looks at Kayla, grinning.] "Ah! You found me, finally." [He then brandishes a badge and card.]
[07.09.2025 00:52:45] Innkeep.Ozei.Ruousha: Almost majestic, that kind of leisurely pace.
[07.09.2025 00:53:06] BMF|Discovery: Yes indeed, ideal for meditation.
[07.09.2025 00:53:14] Phalanx.Red: "Thomas Pearson, BIS. I must apologise for the... Conditions and how sudden all of this is."
[07.09.2025 00:53:24] The.Gaelic.Wyvern.Inn: [Kayla tilts her head as she tries to examine both. ]
[07.09.2025 00:53:38] Phalanx.Red: "We've all been very, very busy here, as you could tell. Could I get you anything?"
[07.09.2025 00:54:12] The.Gaelic.Wyvern.Inn: Do ye have mead?
[07.09.2025 00:54:26] Phalanx.Red: [The badge and card look gaudy, with some signs of use like some creases and little spots of dirt. The name and picture...]
[07.09.2025 00:54:49] Phalanx.Red: [match what the man claims, but he certainly isn't smiling that much in the frame.]
[07.09.2025 00:55:08] The.Gaelic.Wyvern.Inn: Some ship I must say.
[07.09.2025 00:55:37] Phalanx.Red: "Er. I don't know, to be honest-- but I could ask."
[07.09.2025 00:56:10] Innkeep.Ozei.Ruousha: "Busy is an *understatement,* these folks look worked nearly to the ground, around here."
[07.09.2025 00:56:35] The.Gaelic.Wyvern.Inn: If nae... a good ale will do
[07.09.2025 00:56:53] The.Gaelic.Wyvern.Inn: May I ask... just what is going on here?
[07.09.2025 00:57:29] Innkeep.Ozei.Ruousha: "Mead or, maybe sake or brandy."
[07.09.2025 00:58:19] The.Gaelic.Wyvern.Inn: And why were we summoned?
[07.09.2025 00:58:33] Phalanx.Red: [To Ozei, about the "busyness"] "You know how it is. We've been making great strides lately!"
[07.09.2025 00:59:45] Innkeep.Ozei.Ruousha: [Ozei gives a hum, before asking simply:] "Towards?"
[07.09.2025 01:00:05] Phalanx.Red: [To Kayla] "Relax... I'm not here for you two, specifically. I might just need your help for something."
[07.09.2025 01:00:33] Phalanx.Red: "Let me just get your drinks, and, uh, another one for myself of course. Haha."
[07.09.2025 01:01:39] Phalanx.Red: [The man hastily makes his way to the counter, signalling the pair to sit down at the table. He turns to the barkeep (...)
[07.09.2025 01:01:59] Phalanx.Red: and orders their drinks.]
[07.09.2025 01:02:50] Innkeep.Ozei.Ruousha: [Ozei and Kayla exchange a look while Thomas goes off to do that.]
[07.09.2025 01:03:15] The.Gaelic.Wyvern.Inn: [THose two can speak to each other without words. They each know what the other is thinking. ]
[07.09.2025 01:05:08] Innkeep.Ozei.Ruousha: [Not telepathy mind you, just that sort of 'getting the same idea' type of expression]
[07.09.2025 01:05:19] Phalanx.Red: [Eventually, Thomas arrives with two relatively large glasses of mead, and one glass of gin on the rocks.] "Well, aren't we...
[07.09.2025 01:05:26] Phalanx.Red: ... lucky today."
[07.09.2025 01:06:24] The.Gaelic.Wyvern.Inn: [Kayla gives a nod of thanks to their host and looks him over.] So.. floor is yers.
[07.09.2025 01:06:27] Phalanx.Red: [Thomas sits down on his side of the table, facing the pair, and sips on the gin. His face contorts.]
[07.09.2025 01:06:35] Phalanx.Red: "(whispering) God this is terrible"
[07.09.2025 01:06:45] Phalanx.Red: [Suddenly his expression perks back up.]
[07.09.2025 01:07:14] Innkeep.Ozei.Ruousha: "<Genuine> mead, huh? Hmm.." [Ozei is the first to sample a small sip. Was was the flavor like?]
[07.09.2025 01:07:44] Innkeep.Ozei.Ruousha: What was*
[07.09.2025 01:08:01] Phalanx.Red: [It's... Very unlike anything you've ever tasted. Certainly much worse than what you've got, but still serviceable...?]
[07.09.2025 01:09:43] Phalanx.Red: [It's way, way too sweet. It seems artificial.]
[07.09.2025 01:11:08] Innkeep.Ozei.Ruousha: [The Kusarian's eyes go wider than seems possible for his facial structure] "Oh, *WOW* that is-- [he clears his throat] >>
[07.09.2025 01:11:31] Innkeep.Ozei.Ruousha: "*really* sweet for booze--!!"
[07.09.2025 01:11:51] The.Gaelic.Wyvern.Inn: Ooof... think I will pass then... from the look on yer face.
[07.09.2025 01:12:10] Phalanx.Red: "Between you and I, the next time I do this, I'll just... Choose a nice biodome or something..."
[07.09.2025 01:12:29] The.Gaelic.Wyvern.Inn: Or just come tae us
[07.09.2025 01:12:34] Phalanx.Red: "Or, maybe I could just go straight to your inn, at least you've got a legitimate select--"
[07.09.2025 01:12:38] Phalanx.Red: "Yeah, exactly.
[07.09.2025 01:13:06] The.Gaelic.Wyvern.Inn: [Kayla chuckles.] Like minds
[07.09.2025 01:13:14] Phalanx.Red: "But, I've invited you here for a specific reason."
[07.09.2025 01:13:21] The.Gaelic.Wyvern.Inn: Do tell.
[07.09.2025 01:14:07] Phalanx.Red: "As I've mentioned - we're all quite busy here. Our... 'Reclamation' of the Dublin system has been..."
[07.09.2025 01:14:16] Phalanx.Red: "Producing promising results, and things are hurrying along."
[07.09.2025 01:15:33] Phalanx.Red: "This also happens to be the safest place I could bring you. It seems chaotic, but I promise you that the oversight is..."
[07.09.2025 01:15:42] Phalanx.Red: "...The best we could ask for."
[07.09.2025 01:16:37] The.Gaelic.Wyvern.Inn: [Kayla carefully schools her expression into a bland look of slight interest. ]
[07.09.2025 01:16:54] Phalanx.Red: [The agent makes a brief pause to sip at his gin again. Even though it's terrible. His face contorts less this time.]
[07.09.2025 01:17:26] Phalanx.Red: "...Don't mind me. This is... 'Practice'. For later."
[07.09.2025 01:17:54] The.Gaelic.Wyvern.Inn: Practice fer what exactly
[07.09.2025 01:17:57] Innkeep.Ozei.Ruousha: [Ozei is quiet for a moment, a short hum escaping his lungs.]
[07.09.2025 01:18:10] Phalanx.Red: "Right. I'll get straight to the point."
[07.09.2025 01:18:17] The.Gaelic.Wyvern.Inn: Please do
[07.09.2025 01:18:49] Phalanx.Red: "I need you to be in Dublin, and I need to be in your ship."
[07.09.2025 01:19:05] The.Gaelic.Wyvern.Inn: OH?
[07.09.2025 01:19:06] Innkeep.Ozei.Ruousha: "Ohh..?"
[07.09.2025 01:19:16] The.Gaelic.Wyvern.Inn: And why is tha?
[07.09.2025 01:19:18] Phalanx.Red: [Thomas looks at the pair with a blank expression.]
[07.09.2025 01:19:48] Phalanx.Red: [He then looks to his side, following the question.]
[07.09.2025 01:19:59] Phalanx.Red: "I'm not supposed to tell you this, but..."
[07.09.2025 01:20:48] Phalanx.Red: "(Whispering) The Mollys have taken some of our Armed Forces prisoner, and I need to go and broker a deal."
[07.09.2025 01:21:03] Phalanx.Red: "(Normal voice) You know, boring agent stuff."
[07.09.2025 01:21:16] Phalanx.Red: "But that's the basic gist of it."
[07.09.2025 01:21:33] The.Gaelic.Wyvern.Inn: So... all ye want is basically a ride intae their turf.
[07.09.2025 01:22:02] Phalanx.Red: [He snickers.]
[07.09.2025 01:22:04] Phalanx.Red: "Yes."
[07.09.2025 01:22:27] Phalanx.Red: "Look-"
[07.09.2025 01:22:51] Phalanx.Red: "We... Know that you guys get around. Sometimes to places that not even WE dare to get close to, even incognito..."
[07.09.2025 01:23:14] Phalanx.Red: "... Your vessel is the perfect... 'neutral ground' for this job."
[07.09.2025 01:23:36] The.Gaelic.Wyvern.Inn: Since we are neutral, why not just let *us* broker tha deal?
[07.09.2025 01:23:42] Phalanx.Red: "I don't mean to make a mess. I just want to talk to them, and leave."
[07.09.2025 01:24:03] Innkeep.Ozei.Ruousha: "Like.. How the *rest* of the Armed Forces wanted to talk to the Mollys..?"
[07.09.2025 01:25:11] The.Gaelic.Wyvern.Inn: How about we compromise. We will go in, exchange your people for.... what were ye going to offer in exchange?
[07.09.2025 01:25:58] Phalanx.Red: [To Ozei] "Fair point. Good thing I'm with the Intelligence Service. We were made to clean up their mess. (Laughs)"
[07.09.2025 01:26:23] Phalanx.Red: [To Kayla] "That wouldn't be a bad idea, but I'd prefer to make contact with them personally first."
[07.09.2025 01:26:29] Phalanx.Red: "You know how it is."
[07.09.2025 01:27:35] Phalanx.Red: [The agent very clearly didn't seem too keen on Kayla's idea. He suddenly scowled at the idea at first, but...
[07.09.2025 01:27:47] Phalanx.Red: ... then fixed his expression when he responded to her with the aforementioned words.]
[07.09.2025 01:27:49] The.Gaelic.Wyvern.Inn: Aye... I do... and if ye go in and harm anyone, or damage our reputation... Ye will have *me* tae deal with. And trust me nae-
[07.09.2025 01:27:57] The.Gaelic.Wyvern.Inn: one wants tha.
[07.09.2025 01:28:35] Phalanx.Red: "Haha!"
[07.09.2025 01:28:37] The.Gaelic.Wyvern.Inn: [The green eyes flashed as she spoke]
[07.09.2025 01:28:52] Phalanx.Red: [Thomas leans back a little.]
[07.09.2025 01:29:09] Phalanx.Red: "Mrs, I'm a professional. Rest assured that no one's getting harmed."
[07.09.2025 01:29:24] Phalanx.Red: "Wouldn't be the first time I've had to... Peacefully negotiate with the Mollys."
[07.09.2025 01:29:30] The.Gaelic.Wyvern.Inn: [She looks to Ozei] What dae ye say love?
[07.09.2025 01:29:51] Phalanx.Red: "To recap:"
[07.09.2025 01:30:12] Innkeep.Ozei.Ruousha: [Taking in a breath, Ozei lets it out slowly in contemplation as Thomas began the recap]
[07.09.2025 01:30:34] Phalanx.Red: "I'm in your bar undercover, some Mollys come in, I fraternise a little, broker a deal. As we leave Dublin, I walk out..."
[07.09.2025 01:30:41] Phalanx.Red: "...Like nothing ever happened."
[07.09.2025 01:30:48] Phalanx.Red: "All goes well, you never hear from me again."
[07.09.2025 01:31:00] The.Gaelic.Wyvern.Inn: Yer word as a gentleman?
[07.09.2025 01:31:18] Innkeep.Ozei.Ruousha: "And no consequential trouble for the Inn?"
[07.09.2025 01:31:27] Phalanx.Red: [Thomas smirks.] "Naturally."
[07.09.2025 01:31:57] Innkeep.Ozei.Ruousha: "Last thing we need is to be slapped with an intrusion violation for being somewhere the public should not be."
[07.09.2025 01:32:19] Phalanx.Red: "You have my word. You were never there."
[07.09.2025 01:33:02] The.Gaelic.Wyvern.Inn: And when were ye planning on this little trip?
[07.09.2025 01:33:05] Innkeep.Ozei.Ruousha: "Hm.. Hard to *guarantee* that sort of thing, in my experience. But.. Well, peace has to start *somewhere.*"
[07.09.2025 01:33:18] Innkeep.Ozei.Ruousha: "All this fighting.. Over *what?* Hunks of metal?"
[07.09.2025 01:33:51] Phalanx.Red: [To Kayla] "Whenever you're planning to head on to Dublin. I've got time."
[07.09.2025 01:33:58] Innkeep.Ozei.Ruousha: "Countless litres of blood spilled on *both* sides, all thanks to avoiding the diplomatic approach the *first* time."
[07.09.2025 01:34:21] Innkeep.Ozei.Ruousha: "But maybe.. This *could* be a first step to something better."
[07.09.2025 01:34:30] The.Gaelic.Wyvern.Inn: Lets hope so
[07.09.2025 01:38:23] Phalanx.Red: [The agent smiles, and exchanges a glance and a nod with another bargoer in the opposite end of the establishment.]
[07.09.2025 01:39:07] The.Gaelic.Wyvern.Inn: We will think on this and give ye our answer.
[07.09.2025 01:40:15] Phalanx.Red: "Of course. New London wasn't built in a day. Please, take this."
[07.09.2025 01:40:56] Phalanx.Red: [Thomas reaches for his pocket and produces a blank card with a chip prominently lodged in one of its sides.]
[07.09.2025 01:41:35] Phalanx.Red: "This contains codes to reach me privately and securely. It'll be functional for exactly 1 month."
[07.09.2025 01:42:17] Phalanx.Red: "Just one thing."
[07.09.2025 01:42:32] Innkeep.Ozei.Ruousha: [Ozei reaches for the card, but stops] "That being..?"
[07.09.2025 01:43:11] Phalanx.Red: "Your display will redirect the message's destination to some strange alphanumerical mess. Don't be alarmed when it does."
[07.09.2025 01:43:24] Phalanx.Red: "You know how it is."
[07.09.2025 01:43:54] Phalanx.Red: "That is- I mean if you insert the card to your communicator."
[07.09.2025 01:44:24] Phalanx.Red: "I recommend _not_ trying to reach me through other channels, I can't risk any of this leaking."
[07.09.2025 01:44:31] Innkeep.Ozei.Ruousha: [With a slight sarcastic tone, but humor on his face] "So do not go plugging it into my *personal* computer, heh, got it."
[07.09.2025 01:46:14] Phalanx.Red: "So..." [Thomas adjusts his blazer, and finishes his drink. His face remains neutral.] "Any last questions?"
[07.09.2025 01:46:59] The.Gaelic.Wyvern.Inn: [Kayla leaves her drink untouched and stands slowly.] Nae from me. I think I am going to retire, if you will excuese me.
[07.09.2025 01:47:26] The.Gaelic.Wyvern.Inn: escuse*
[07.09.2025 01:47:48] Innkeep.Ozei.Ruousha: "Just one question, for now."
[07.09.2025 01:47:56] Phalanx.Red: "Yes?"
[07.09.2025 01:49:30] Innkeep.Ozei.Ruousha: [Ozei looks upon Thomas with a measure of curiosity] "What would be *your* opinion be, >>
[07.09.2025 01:50:04] Innkeep.Ozei.Ruousha: "of Bretonia's choice of Violence, over Diplomacy, regarding Dublin..?"
[07.09.2025 01:50:36] Innkeep.Ozei.Ruousha: "You need not answer now. Perhaps not here."
[07.09.2025 01:50:42] Innkeep.Ozei.Ruousha: "But.. I ask you give it some thought."
[07.09.2025 01:51:05] Phalanx.Red: [Thomas's expression shifts, and he becomes a little jittery. He looks to his side, and then again to grip his empty glass-
[07.09.2025 01:51:08] The.Gaelic.Wyvern.Inn: Good night gentlemen. Till we meet again, Thomas.
[07.09.2025 01:51:46] Phalanx.Red: -perhaps seeking a last drop, perhaps contemplating. He then looks at Ozei one last time before they depart.]
[07.09.2025 01:52:26] Phalanx.Red: "Of course. I'll give it some thought."
[07.09.2025 01:52:48] Phalanx.Red: "But, don't let me keep you. I've kept you here long enough."
[07.09.2025 01:53:48] Innkeep.Ozei.Ruousha: "Thought is all I ask of you. If only *much* of Sirius would do the same, perhaps we would live in a far less unhappy place."
[07.09.2025 01:54:34] Phalanx.Red: [Thomas tilts his head slightly while looking at Ozei, listening.]
[07.09.2025 01:55:47] Innkeep.Ozei.Ruousha: "Hm.. Perhaps unhappy is the wrong term. I was hinting at the fact that too many are far too quick to use their guns to get >>
[07.09.2025 01:56:25] Innkeep.Ozei.Ruousha: what they want. Tends to lead to a *lot* of turmoil, you know? Anyhow."
[07.09.2025 01:56:58] Innkeep.Ozei.Ruousha: "I should catch back up to Kayla. You have a fair evening, Mister Thomas." [He offers his hand for a shake]
[07.09.2025 01:57:31] Phalanx.Red: [Thomas closes his eyes and chuckles. As Ozei extends his hand, he opens them back up and gives a firm handshake.]
[07.09.2025 01:57:48] Phalanx.Red: "Call me Tom. Have a good evening, you two."
[07.09.2025 01:58:06] Phalanx.Red: "Oh. One last thing."
[07.09.2025 01:58:11] Innkeep.Ozei.Ruousha: "Tom it is, then. Hm?"
[07.09.2025 01:58:28] Phalanx.Red: "Over the wire, call me by my callsign."
[07.09.2025 01:58:36] Phalanx.Red: "Just to... Make sure."
[07.09.2025 01:59:47] Innkeep.Ozei.Ruousha: "Your ship's callsign? All right, I can do that."
[07.09.2025 01:59:53] Phalanx.Red: "Yes."
[07.09.2025 02:01:05] Innkeep.Ozei.Ruousha: [He nods, then gives a little two-finger salute as he goes to leave]
[07.09.2025 02:01:12] Innkeep.Ozei.Ruousha: "Until next time, Tom."
[07.09.2025 02:02:04] Phalanx.Red: [Thomas waves Ozei out. As for him, he's still sitting by that corner, looking at one of the screens.]
[07.09.2025 02:02:21] Phalanx.Red: "This gin really was terrible."


Stopping on a [REDACTED] (September 9th, 835 A.S.)

NOTE: The other player involved in this event requested to stay anonymous.

[Image: NnChTW4.png]
A curious sight.

Context
Alarms blared across BIS's grid when a [REDACTED] ship armed with alien equipment was spotted brazenly flying across the Kensington Shipping Platform - Cambridge Jump Gate axis. Phalanx Red responded to the incident.

Chat log
[+]Spoiler
[And suddenly, a Freelancer Spatial with _neat_ guns shows up right between Canterbury and Kensington.]

[09.09.2025 01:03:52] Phalanx.Red: Greetings, Freelancer.
[09.09.2025 01:04:02] Phalanx.Red: ... Whoa.
[09.09.2025 01:04:02] [REDACTED-PILOT]: Howdy Hossgent!
[09.09.2025 01:04:10] Phalanx.Red: Hold up a second, good sir.

[Phalanx Red fires a cruise disruptor.]

[09.09.2025 01:04:21] Phalanx.Red: Let me get a good look at that again.
[09.09.2025 01:04:25] [REDACTED-PILOT]: *He looks around Ofcourse.
[09.09.2025 01:04:38] [REDACTED-PILOT]: *Send over his [REDACTED] Creds*
[09.09.2025 01:04:46] Phalanx.Red: [Downloading...]
[09.09.2025 01:04:49] [REDACTED-PILOT]: Everything alright Hoss?
[09.09.2025 01:04:56] Phalanx.Red: [Does everything look orderly?]
[09.09.2025 01:05:09] Phalanx.Red: [The pilot seems to be analysing the data...]
[09.09.2025 01:05:29] [REDACTED-PILOT]: [Nods just currently undercover]
[09.09.2025 01:06:08] Phalanx.Red: [Establishing secure channel] - [REDACTED-PILOT]. Creative name. Not as fancy as Phalanx Red, of course.
[09.09.2025 01:06:18] [REDACTED-PILOT]: [appears to be flying as an Shell org, that is employed by [REDACTED]]
[09.09.2025 01:06:22] Phalanx.Red: Mind telling me why on the queen's good will you're prancing about with experimental weaponry?
[09.09.2025 01:06:34] [REDACTED-PILOT]: Replys Open ---->
[09.09.2025 01:06:59] [REDACTED-PILOT]: Howdy Hoss, Well I can, but then I'd half to kill ya. *He laughs*
[09.09.2025 01:07:33] Phalanx.Red: Killing me right in front of Kensington and Canterbury is hardly the greatest course of action.
[09.09.2025 01:07:36] [REDACTED-PILOT]: I'm just yakin your sheep, but it's testing, the suspision of local freelancers.
[09.09.2025 01:08:01] Phalanx.Red: Suspicion of local freelancers?
[09.09.2025 01:08:24] [REDACTED-PILOT]: For thoese that my privy or share to much infomation about where, or what the [REDACTED] are, then theres, always going to be sups-
[09.09.2025 01:08:38] [REDACTED-PILOT]: ison as to how they may know about them.
[09.09.2025 01:09:21] [REDACTED-PILOT]: Yea, Hoss, you asked why I'm show'em. That's why for thoese that ask, questions or know much about em'.
[09.09.2025 01:09:37] Phalanx.Red: Like a honeypot to catch those who aren't supposed to know, huh.
[09.09.2025 01:09:53] [REDACTED-PILOT]: Bingo' bango.
[09.09.2025 01:10:14] Phalanx.Red: Well, ya caught me. And I'm wondering why I wasn't briefed on this.
[09.09.2025 01:11:28] [REDACTED-PILOT]: *He coughs* I am sorry for that I forgot to inform the High Command that I was tak'in my Spatial. Out to test my Rages, and-
[09.09.2025 01:12:19] [REDACTED-PILOT]: What other equitment It had on there. The normal Rogues, and Kusarian, pirate where geting Draning, to fight.
[09.09.2025 01:12:42] Phalanx.Red: Right, right.
[09.09.2025 01:12:56] Phalanx.Red: Hey, [REDACTED] has been good for us. I don't mean to cause trouble.
[09.09.2025 01:13:10] Phalanx.Red: But, I don't know if I can let you run this operation smack dab in New London.
[09.09.2025 01:13:27] [REDACTED-PILOT]: *He laugs* Me ether that was, and is the last thing I was trying to cause.
[09.09.2025 01:14:07] Phalanx.Red: Right. So where were you headed?
[09.09.2025 01:14:20] [REDACTED-PILOT]: *He looks around* Truth-be told, where we are running it is in O-11, But I took the way back home, threw NL-Cortez.
[09.09.2025 01:15:01] Phalanx.Red: I can take you to Cortez or O-11. Your choice.
[09.09.2025 01:15:45] [REDACTED-PILOT]: Cortez. Heading back home, for retrofit, and Debref
[09.09.2025 01:15:57] Phalanx.Red: Great. Lead the way, I'll be right behind you.
[09.09.2025 01:16:05] Phalanx.Red: Connection established.
[09.09.2025 01:16:09] [REDACTED-PILOT]: Rodger Hoss.

[Phalanx Red starts to escort the pilot to Cortez. In the meantime, they run into some lesser Corsair ships.]

[09.09.2025 01:16:41] Phalanx.Red: Damned sairs!
[09.09.2025 01:18:05] [REDACTED-PILOT]: I may have, hit a Cryer with a Stray. *He laughs* Woops.
[09.09.2025 01:18:34] Phalanx.Red: Insurance will take care of it.
[09.09.2025 01:18:50] Phalanx.Red: We taking the scenic route, bossman?
[09.09.2025 01:19:17] Phalanx.Red: Would be faster if we took the lanes through Manchester.
[09.09.2025 01:19:21] [REDACTED-PILOT]: They will, Hoss, I had plans on going threw leed's I'm not out here often.
[09.09.2025 01:19:45] [REDACTED-PILOT]: Alright Hoss, we can.

[And suddenly, a Freelance Gallic Freighter shows up somehow. The pair seems to have a talent to attract trouble.]

[09.09.2025 01:20:36] .Dude.: mmmm
[09.09.2025 01:20:40] .Dude.: Sup
[09.09.2025 01:20:42] Phalanx.Red: What the hell. A Gallic frigate?
[09.09.2025 01:20:52] Phalanx.Red: This day just keeps getting weirder and weirder.
[09.09.2025 01:20:58] [REDACTED-PILOT]: You see that too Hoss?
[09.09.2025 01:21:18] .Dude.: Like it's all good
[09.09.2025 01:21:24] [REDACTED-PILOT]: Are they Illigal here?
[09.09.2025 01:21:25] Phalanx.Red: Since when do we allow Gaul ships in here?
[09.09.2025 01:21:32] .Dude.: Like Kool dude, it's all good. I have the best Escape Pod $$ can buy.
[09.09.2025 01:21:49] .Dude.: fly safe
[09.09.2025 01:21:53] [REDACTED-PILOT]: Letem go?
[09.09.2025 01:21:55] Phalanx.Red: Screw it. Let it go.
[09.09.2025 01:22:01] [REDACTED-PILOT]: *Nods*
[09.09.2025 01:22:14] .Dude.: If Humanity united, against Nomads and such and stop killin each other, ..just sayin.
[09.09.2025 01:22:38] [REDACTED-PILOT]: Bud, your Kind ripped apart Leeds, Just saying Hoss!
[09.09.2025 01:22:43] Phalanx.Red: I thought people stopped prosletyzing on star-system wide comms a decade ago.
[09.09.2025 01:22:56] .Dude.: i am not a Gallian
[09.09.2025 01:23:04] [REDACTED-PILOT]: *He laughs Us freelancers do sometime.
[09.09.2025 01:23:28] [REDACTED-PILOT]: You sure know how to fly there ships hoss, there for, if it barks like a dog shits like one, must be one.
[09.09.2025 01:23:34] Phalanx.Red: Don't give that moron any more attention. He's pushing the envelope. We've got better things to do.
[09.09.2025 01:23:34] .Dude.: a ship is metal, has no DNA or unicorn feelings
[09.09.2025 01:24:00] [REDACTED-PILOT]: *He laughs* Space gets boring sometimes, and got to keep up the outfit.

[The Gallic Freighter eventually disappears, and they reach their final destination.]

[09.09.2025 01:26:37] [REDACTED-PILOT]: Made it to The Cortez gate, Hoss.
[09.09.2025 01:26:48] Phalanx.Red: Got the green light from Kingston.
[09.09.2025 01:26:52] Phalanx.Red: Carry on, sir.
[09.09.2025 01:27:04] [REDACTED-PILOT]: *He bids fairwell*
[09.09.2025 01:27:12] Phalanx.Red: Be safe.
[09.09.2025 01:27:14] Phalanx.Red: And...
[09.09.2025 01:27:23] Phalanx.Red: Next time, try not to show up in my turf with Nomad weapons, yeah?
[09.09.2025 01:27:34] Phalanx.Red: It's bad for the kayfabe.
[09.09.2025 01:27:49] [REDACTED-PILOT]: If you need anything hoss from [REDACTED], or [REDACTED] reach out to *He nod and smiles*. Will do Hoss.
[09.09.2025 01:28:03] Phalanx.Red: Sure.
[09.09.2025 01:28:28] Phalanx.Red: BIS Phalanx Red signing off. Good luck, [REDACTED-PILOT].
[09.09.2025 01:28:30] Phalanx.Red: [click]


LWB TFwXbp9bLlY (September 10th, 835 A.S.)

[Image: D3NU69i.png]
It was straight out of a movie.

Context
The Border Worlds Exports Shetland-variant vessel "Bad To The Bone" is one of the finest ships in its fleet, equipped with top-of-the-line long range and deep space traversal equipment to fulfill the corporation's most perilous shipments. Travis Xavier is its young commander, responsible for and supported by another 12 crew members. This ship also employs unknown technology to play sick guitar riffs over open space, and there are rumours that its throttle has a skull on it.

One day, however, things don't go quite as planned. Travis has since taken some mental health time off and the ship is currently commandeered by its quartermaster, Oliver Johnson.

Chat log
[+]Spoiler
[Bad To the Bone, a Bowex Shetland, runs into a LWB Bomber after a jump.]

[10.09.2025 21:32:20] Grau-7: Woah.
[10.09.2025 21:32:22] Bad.To.The.Bone: Travis: Uh-oh.
[10.09.2025 21:32:32] Bad.To.The.Bone: Travis: That is.
[10.09.2025 21:32:36] Grau-7: That's not really what I was expecting. Bowex, out here in the dick-end of nowhere?
[10.09.2025 21:32:44] Bad.To.The.Bone: [Clicking noises]
[10.09.2025 21:32:49] Bad.To.The.Bone: Travis: A-ah, hello!
[10.09.2025 21:32:57] Bad.To.The.Bone: Travis: Is it that big of a surprise?
[10.09.2025 21:33:14] Grau-7: Ehh... It was Galway the other day, now you. It's getting awfully Bretonian in the Omegas.
[10.09.2025 21:33:31] Bad.To.The.Bone: Travis: We -are- called "Border Worlds Exports" after all...
[10.09.2025 21:33:42] Bad.To.The.Bone: Travis: Oh boy, another red's coming in fast.
[10.09.2025 21:33:49] Grau-7: Yeah, yeah, that tracks. Still, don't see you guys-...

[A Corsair Cruiser shows up.]

[10.09.2025 21:33:58] Grau-7: Piss right the way off, Corsair. This is -mine-.
[10.09.2025 21:34:19] Sublimum: No passage, huh?
[10.09.2025 21:34:29] Bad.To.The.Bone: Travis: Ah... haha... Uh... You boys uh...
[10.09.2025 21:34:29] Grau-7: I don't care if you pass, or if you turn around and piss off.
[10.09.2025 21:34:33] Grau-7: But you need to be elsewhere.
[10.09.2025 21:34:51] Sublimum: Only passing through, not looking for any trouble here. I'll be on my way.
[10.09.2025 21:35:04] Grau-7: 'Course you will. Get to scooting.
[10.09.2025 21:35:19] Bad.To.The.Bone: Travis: Ah...
[10.09.2025 21:35:33] Bad.To.The.Bone: Travis: Good thing I brought my brown pants to work today.
[10.09.2025 21:35:40] Sublimum: Good luck, Bowex ship
[10.09.2025 21:35:47] Bad.To.The.Bone: Travis: UH THANKS
[10.09.2025 21:35:51] Grau-7: Maybe, one day, you'll grow into some big boy pants, then they won't need to be brown.

[The Corsair Cruiser jumps to another system.]

[10.09.2025 21:36:12] Grau-7: Now then! [Katrijn claps once.] Play the riff.
[10.09.2025 21:36:15] Bad.To.The.Bone: [Someone on deck actually laughed at the pilot's joke]
[10.09.2025 21:36:27] Bad.To.The.Bone: Travis: W-what?
[10.09.2025 21:36:33] Grau-7: Play the riff.
[10.09.2025 21:36:38] Bad.To.The.Bone: Travis: Uhm... Okay...
[10.09.2025 21:36:47] Bad.To.The.Bone: (A scared guitar riff.)
[10.09.2025 21:37:03] Grau-7: Hmm... Could you do it without sounding like you are actively pissing yourself?
[10.09.2025 21:37:17] Bad.To.The.Bone: Travis: ... O-okay, fine!
[10.09.2025 21:37:21] Bad.To.The.Bone: (The same catchy riff being played several times...)
[10.09.2025 21:37:46] Grau-7: Yyyyeah, that's it. Alright, scoot. What the fuck am I going to do with Iridium, anyway?
[10.09.2025 21:37:51] Bad.To.The.Bone: Travis: T-thanks...
[10.09.2025 21:38:05] Bad.To.The.Bone: (Someone else on deck is pissing themselves laughing.)


Commentary


The story surrounding Phalanx Red is starting to take shape. I'm trying to get some Molly players involved too, for obvious reasons. Viper and Kayla were absolutely stellar in their roleplay, and I'm hoping I can cooperate with them again soon. My only real problem with it is that my character seems a bit too eager to get the show on the road for no super-clear reason in the context of the narrative. We can speculate on assume his motivations, sure, but they sure as hell aren't written. Maybe I'll get the opportunity to expand a little bit on those soon, and hopefully it won't sound too self-indulgent...

I would like to write again to the player of Grau-7 that our interaction was hilarious. The ultimate proof that piracy is not only not dead, it can be fun for both parties too - even if the circumstances were arbitrarily tilted to that end, since, you know... "Bad To The Bone" is very clearly a stupid name for a ship, it's meant to be funny. I didn't tell them, but I would also like to thank the player of the "Sublimum" for their restraint, as they absolutely could've escalated the situation instead of just flying away.

* - well, ok, it doesn't SOUND hard - it's just meant to be an infected lunatic that has "taken over" a Rheinland Gunboat, whose congregation consists of infused human mass and Nomad machinery. Not quite like a Scorpion, but you know, still weird. That's not the hardest part, nonono, the HARD part is making the epic speeches and coming up with memorable batshit arguments like a true proselytiser. ON THE FLY. I can't come up with those at the dnd table, how am I supposed to do that in Discoveriments Of The Freelancers 5.3!? I guess it'll have to come with experience.

admins pls no ban for the funny bowex ship name. it's really really funny and ppl laugh at it.

go play the game (sun)
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