fun_bot talking to Log (he must be lonely)

[fun_bot]

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*beeb* "...how does this piece of crap even works, why on earth to make so many goddamn buttons on this thing if only thing u need is play and record.. now where was my moonshine.. OH S**T!" *beeb*

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*beeb* "Testing testing" *beeb*


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*beeb* "Fantastic, what kind of piece of crap did i buy if Log cant take small dose of moonshine and slight hitting on the wall, appearently date is now messed up and most of the buttons are gone on this thing, but atleast this seems to record and play, guess thats is good enough for me.. Dont even now why i even log my miserable and meaningless life here, guess i'm just so lonely that even hearing my own voice gives atleast small amount of comfort in this empty and cold space.. How low have i gone, better stop thinking about it or I get even more depressed.." *beeb*

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*beeb* Remind myself that never again mess with the Corsairs, got a assigment to hunts some of them by the BMM and those fast buzzards almost got me killed.. Then again it would not be so bad thing, i barely escaped them, my ship new ship is wrecked once again and now i'm mercenary with cowards reputation, that means no more work in bretonia.. Had some savings, bought a new ship and loads of booze, let see where i end up*beeb*

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*beeb* Remind myself that never again touch Leeds-Galactic-Headslam-Whiskey, 'cause after that i found myself prisoncell in Dublins goldmining facility, Greaves or something with fear of Death, and when i was released from there i was told that i was recklessy flying around the station and it was only matter of time when i crashed to that or near ship unless i would not been stopped by force.. But what really amazed me is how the hell did i get through that mine field, 'cause when i flew through when i was sober, i almost lost half of my ship.. Now my new ship is full scratch and severe damage, typical my luck of mine"*beeb*

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Been flying around the space without purpose or meaning, starting to hope that i will fall a sleep and fly to the sun or the pirates come and shoot me down.. Damn myself, to not have guts to even put end of my miserable life

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*beeb* Ended to Isley, Gaians base.. Punch of kids who thinks that they can change the world by eating salad and whining the cruelty of this galaxy.. But they have too much money to spend and they need pilots who can shoot and who doesnt care of his life, lucky for me that they havent heard my reputation or they dont care.."*beeb*

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*beeb* "Done some suicidemissions for Gaians, appearently i'm starting to be some kind of legend here in Isley for surviving fight after fight with low odds, guess i should be amazed too, dunno and dont care, 'cause to be honest i dont remember when was the last time when i've have felt so alive than i do now.. Overwhelming enemy ships, explosions, screaming pilots in voice channels.. Everyone thinks i have a Deathwish, i though so too, not so sure about it anymore.."*beeb*

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*beeb*"Starting to be something more than a legend here, most wanted too, got ambushed by bountyhunters, guess someone in Planetform Inc. thinks that i'm too good in my job.. Hunted by bountyhunters, guess this is the closest thing of irony that i will ever get"*beeb*

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*beeb*Ground is getting too hot in here Isley, last ambush almost got me killed, and i guess small part of me doesnt want to get killed after all. Guess i got to go to Magellan to hide among the other outlaws, or to Cortez.. Who am i kidding, after all i'm outlaw too after all, scum among the scums.. Not so bad thing when u think more of it.."*beeb*

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You dont like how i fly? call me: 1-800-noob