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Lucky Luke · 03-20-2012, 09:47 PM,

...a signal announces an incoming message, and a dark young man starts to speak...

Hail Rorry!

I'm now ready to take on the challenge of becoming a true renegade. I'm currently organizing a few suitable ships for this. I will specify them at the end of this message. But let me tell you a little about my background first. I come from Planet Los Angeles in the California system. I lived there with my parents until I was 17 years old, at which time an unfortunate accident forced me to leave the planet. I'll get back to that later on...

Both my parents, who still live there, were regular workers. Nothing fancy, mom worked in a grocery store, and my dad was a technican at the planets docking ring. As a young boy, I used to go with my dad to work. I'd get to see all the big ships, and meet all the pilots. I knew early on what I wanted to become. A pilot! When I got a little older, my dad managed to get me in at the pilotschool. It was a great time. I made lots of friends. Especially the girls seemed to like me. I really don't know why, coz I'm not exactly what you call a 'poster boy'. They must have liked something else about me. There was one girl, that I was especially interested in, but my friends told me that she was the principals daughter, so she was off-limits. Naturally... That didn't stop me from seeing her. What finally stopped me from seeing her, was when I accidently made her pregnant. When her dad found out, he went for his shotgun, and then he went after me.

So, I had to flee the planet. My dad tells me that there's a price on, not my head, but on my nuts. That's why I don't visit my parents very often. There I was. 17 years old, and no education. I managed to get a job at Baltimore shipyard, where I met a trader who needed an extra hand. I went along, and he taught me everything about being a pilot. I flew with him for five years. Then he had a stroke, and was unable to go on. He offered me a good deal on his ship, so I bought it. But I soon got tired of trading, and I struggled constantly to keep the business going. There were lots of hands reaching into my pockets. Greedy banks, corrupt civil servant and all the pirates. It got to a point where I'd had enough. I decided to go out and take what was rightfully mine.

I sold the tradeship, and bought me a Raven's Talon. Then I started my career as a manhunter. I scoped the bounty boards, and selected my targets. The money was good. And with the occasional 'taxing' of passing traders, I felt that I'd chosen the right path in life. Liberty and Rheinland was my primary territory for my hunting. I stuck to the outskirts mostly, since I was mostly going after so called 'lawful' targets, and they have a nasty habit of calling for backup as soon as they feel threatened. I also came in contact with those inbread barbarians called corsairs. Most of my targets over the years had done something which gave me a reason to shoot them, but a corsair... I mean... Why NOT shoot a corsair? Their kind should have been exterminated long ago. Now they run rampage all over southern Sirius. The problem is that there are too many to handle for one man, and that's what made me decide to become a Renegade.

Ron Jeremy

[font=Garamond][color=#FFCC00]My ships and callsigns are as follows:

[color=#FFCC00]Mercs:
Ron.Jeremy|RR - Raven's Talon
The.Usual.Suspect|RR - Asco

Pirates:
Ron.Jeremy~|RR - Roc
The.Frozen.Star|RR - Asco

I expect to extend this list shortly.

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