To: The Corsair Council of Elders.

[Heresy]

Opening transmission
Identification: Moros
Location: --------

Allow me to introduce myself.

I am Moros, but a lowly slayer who has sworn eternal alliegance to the Phantom Empire. I am sure you are aware of our mutual status as being firmly neutral, to avoid any... nasty accidents. Accidents which have been repeated in the past, with other, less understanding groups bearing the brunt of any pain.

Let me tell you a bit about myself. Namely, the ways in which I like to torture people. One way that works, is this:

Skin your prisoner alive, from the legs upwards, taking care to avoid exposed arteries or veins.
Cut the tendons in the elbows and knees.
Expose the small intestine, and unravel it, wrapping it around the prisoner's body.
Remove muscle tissue from the biceps to reveal the humourous.
Force them to eat said muscle.
Rip open their stomach.
Leave them to die in pain.

Now, bearing this in mind, I would like to submit a well worded and very formal complaint about one of your group, known as the HAF.

For no other reason than to test my skill and weaponry, three HAF Titan's opened fire on my vessel without warning. Of course, I was quite surprised, since I was having quite a lovely chat with them only moments beforehand. My policy on using the tactics at my disposal is to not use them unless they are required. In this case, against the Corsairs, they were not, and I chose to beat a hasty retreat. Of course, this followed a slew of accusations of being a coward. I am sure you can imagine as much. I do only have one camera shot of the start of the skirmish, though.

http://i43.tinypic.com/245fvbc.jpg

In the future, I will not let any pilots who needlessly waste my resources to live. You can rest assured, that if this is not dealt with at the earliest possible opportunity, Lord Darkstar himself and the terminator lords will see to it that this particular band of brigands are dispatched with post haste. This is not a threat, gentlemen, this is a promise.

Act quickly, choose where your alleigence lies. With your "brothers" who cannot tell the difference between friend or foe, or an Empire of proportions yet unseen within Sirius.

As a famous man once said:

"The ball is in your court."

Close transmission.

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