Brotherhood Message Dump

[Chico]

Comm ID: Chico Benitez
To: TBH

I must also make a disturbing report about two of the three so-called corsairs, H-U-N-T-E-R and Cairo. There was a third but I cannot confirm his name. They stopped a Junker artifact smuggler, callsign 'Blubba' outside Crete and demanded tax. I interceded and explained that it would be 'unwise' to interfere with the business of artifact trading. After a brief conversation, they decided to allow the smuggler passage. They did however continue to protest this. The ships however, all three were flying were only gunboats, nothing larger. They at least seemed to be aware of the corsair edict of 'No taxing in anything bigger than a gunboat'.


Chico out.

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[fpsdoug]

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To:Brotherhood Message Center
From:Antonio Banderas

Hola brothers, centurions, and elders. Today a great battle was fought and won is Sigma-13. I and brother Valentine headed there expecting to collect some donations from traders, we were wrong. Soon two novapg and a Golden Chrysanthmum popped. I thought we were at a cease fire with Novapg, they fired first. We retaliated, I in my bomber and Valentine in his Titan, a perfect combo as we soon learned. The enemy had a bomber, a fighter, and a gunboat. I targeted the gunboat while my brother kept the fighter and bomber off me. Soon the gunboat fell to my supernova. But, I was taking heavy damage and had no nanobots, brother Valentine saved my ship, and most probably my life. He gave me nanobots to survive till the end. I jousted the fighter once, it ate a nuclear mine from my launch bay. Then we both turned on the bomber, I hit it once with a supernova, unfourtunatley it blew off a gun instead. I then jousted a bit longer and scored a hit! Thats three for the brotherhood!

Later, after a Sirius wide ion storm, we ran into a Kusari Naval Forces bomber. We both engaged, and soon had the upper hand. As the bomber passed me off my left wing I let a supernova rip. My ship shook as the cannon left the bay, I passed by hopeing to see him disappear from my radar. My wish was granted, his shattered hull drifted off into space.

Well done Valentine! A glorious victory, viva los Corsairs!

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[Vince]

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To: Brotherhood Command
From: Vincent Valentine

Amigo's and my Brethren of the Brotherhood, today indeed has been a great day. No longer will the NovaPG claim Sigma 13 as their own. As we clearly left a great impression on them today. It was again an honor fighting along side Brother Banderas, and for a young corsair like me a priceless learning experience. I have today again been convinced, that we have the Best ships and some of the best pilots..Where other lack in Skill, they make up for in heart.

Let all of Sirius know, that we are not to be trifled with.

Valentine Out...

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Vincent Valentine: Brotherhood Corsair Elder
Ship ID's:
Valentine[TBH]-Titan
Valentine.B[TBH]-Praetorian Bomber
Valentine.[TBH]-Gladiator
Tortoga[TBH] - Corsair Gunboat

[fpsdoug]

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Hola hermanoes, today as I launched from Yanagi in my repaired Praetorian, I recieved a distress signal from Elder Lucendez, in Eta! He was engaged by an Outcast Scimitar and a Golden Chysanthumum Gunboat! I flew as quickly as possible, but his ship was gunned down before I made it. I swore to avenge his ship, and hoped he had been undeteceted in his escape pod.

I arrived and saw them at Palermo, I made a tactical retreat to the Theta jump hole but didn't go through. I turned and fired on the gunboat, I took minimal damage for a while while the gunboats shield batteries ran out, I was starting to take damage when my luck changed! The gunboat's engines failed! I quickly took the opportunity and destroyed it.

The final challenge, the light fighter proved rather easy. I engine killed, knocked off his shield and dropped two mines. One slammed into his hull and destroyed him! Lucendez, where ever you are, you have been avenged!

Viva los Corsairs!

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[fpsdoug]

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Hola hermanos, today I decided to goto Bretonia and get more familar with the area. In Cambridge, I ran into a BPA officer in a Hussar, he failed to fly it well and flew straight into one of my mini razors, I took no hull damage. Later, I went to Dublin because there were reports of a Molly disturbing my donation givers. I arrived, and after a short talk found and engaged his Greyhound. I long battle ensued, I obiously had the upper hand after about 30 or 40 minutes. He had no regenrations and I had only used about five nanobots and all my shield batteries. Unfourtunatley, I had to deal with something else back in Gamma, so I left his wounded ship alone, he didn't deserve to die anyway, it was well fought that he survived that long against the skills of the Corsairs. He respected my need to return home and let me leave, huh, lucky...

A fair day!

Viva los corsairs!

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[fpsdoug]

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-Coughing and retching- Good...day senors...ugh! Today, Centurion Sephardi and I intercepted -cough- and SCRA bomber. It tried to run, ate a razor...................Later....Keepers in Delta, attacked Yaren, we -Retches blood- tried to defend, two gunboats and bomber against two bombers. Sephardi was shot down, I got the bomber, with regenerations...turned on gunboat...got it to run -Cough- turned on other gunboat....hrgggh! Got it to 1% hull, then was shot down...I...am sorry....brothers, I did my best....Viva los.............

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[Lucend]

Lucendez was sitting on a high mountain overlooking the canyons and deep red valleys of Crete. The Elder often came to this spot to contemplate on issues that seemed out of his control. His thoughts were on the recent Council meeting and the impact it had on the rest of the Corsair body politic.

Suddenly, his portable datapad started to vibrate and the message from Banderas blinked on screen. He didn't even get through the entire message before sprinting down the hill towards civilization. Hurriedly typing a quick transmission out as he stumbled over rocks and the odd outgrown root, he managed to get to an area that he could transmit to.

//Broadband Transmission, Omicron regions//
Comm ID: Elder Lucendez

To all Corsairs patrolling the Omicron Delta region, I want battlegroup Gamma and Zeta in sectors 4 and 5, Alpha and Omega groups in 3 and 2. Your orders are to move in a cyclical pattern starting with Yaren base as the central point. Your target is Antonio Bandaras' escape pod. I want that man found people! Alert the Zoners and see if they can send out any patrols. If the Nomads get to him before us ...

You all have your orders, go to it!

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"Delta ..." he whispered to himself as he gulped down another swig of water, completely out of breath.

"... blue devils .... they will pay."

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"The thirteen saloons that had lined the one street of Seney had not left a trace. The foundations of the Mansion House hotel stuck up above the ground. The stone was chipped and split by the fire. It was all that was left of the town of Seney. Even the surface had been burned off the ground.
Nick looked at the burned-over stretch of hillside, where he had expected to find the scattered houses of the town and then walked down the railroad track to the bridge over the river. The river was there."

Osaika Moto, the Fall and Rise of a Kusari Farmer

Juan Lucendez, √ Corsair

[Zelot]

To: Elders, Planet Crete

From: Miguel Sephardi

Signal Origin: Medical Bay, Yaren Base, Omicron Delta



Elders,

I regret to inform you of my condition at this time. Hermano Banderas and I were riding high after destroying a SCRA Bomber, when we recived word from Yaren of significant nomad activity in proximity to Yaren. Antonio and I made our way there when we were jumped by 2 nomad gunboats and a Bomber. (Side Note to Elder Lucendez, These are not the same Nomads we fought in the past, their wepons are stronger and they are much bolder in thier tactics. We may have to consider spending some more time reasearching this.) I tried my best but the nomads quickly got the better of me, pulling me away from Antonio, once we were split I was quickly outmatched. My bomber quickly disentigraded under me, and I was just able to get my ejection pod off before the hull colapsed. The Doctors here say I wont be able to make the trip back to gamma for at least a few more days. In the fight I recived a 17cm gash in my leg, a concusion, 5 broken ribs, and a broken collorbone. The Doctors tell me even after I get back to Crete it will probably be a week or so before I can get back on the flight roster. Ah well, It will give me some time to catch up on my paper work. The staff here has told me Antonio has already left for Crete and made it though the loss of his ship for the most part, unscathed. Hopefuly he doesnt run into anything too problematic on his way back to Gamma.


Miguel Sephardi



out



// I dont think I am going to be able to make the fight tonight. Will try but RL probably wont let me. Good luck guys.

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[Laowai]

Incoming Transmission:....

Id recognised: ID Pilot, Ben Laowai, Corsair Titan Old_Laowai
Commander: Corsair Gunboat, Outsider
Captain, Corsair Cruiser, Xibanya Nuren.

Greetings my TBH Brothers.

I am posting this message as the law it concerns is one your good selves introduced in the Council some time ago, though generally most Corsairs, in houses or independent tend to enforce it.
As such, i must bring to your attention certain events that transpired over Crete this evening while i was on patrol. I had encountered 2 traders whilst returning from a scramble sent to me by [TBH]Valentine, i requested their ID and one of them returned "trader", adding they meant no harm to Crete.
I scanned the nearest trading vessel, a train named "Hujuk" and found it carrying 4999 passengers. I immediatly and in no uncertain terms informed this cur that he must halt immediately, informed him of the ban on his cargo and made it clear to him that if he docked on Crete he would be fired upon. I also radioed ahead to the 2nd in command of the Outsider, who i had left in standby on Crete, to prepare for combat. The Captain of the "Hujuk" made no attempt to stop, nor heed my warnings, in fact, he was quite cavalier about it, dismissing the warnings and docking. I immediately landed the Nuren and met the Outsider at take off, managing to reach the Hujuk as she was idling after leaving the mooring clamps.
Informing him of his new status as a recently deceased individual i fired upon his ship until his hull was almost gone and he turned and burned up in orbit, I believe however that he survived the encounter, as trace signals of escape pods were reported by Crete surveillance immediately after.
What followed was then a complete waste of oxygen on this traders partner vessel; a "Ales Alitis" who insisted i had not seen passengers, that my scanners must be wrong. The fool fled the system. However, when i informed him of the passenger law as stated by the TBH he merely enforced his foolishness by having a complete lack of knowledge as to who the TBH were....

Needless to say, that particular trader is obviously the foppish son of some rich system rat, who has never been outside of whatever wretched hole he crawled out from for more than a day in his life, and not worth our time. He claimed to have brought food to Crete, and in all honestly i cannot say if he did or didn't, as i did not scan his vessel, only his partner, the "Hujuk".

I would submit to you though, that the "Hujuk" be warned away on approach, or killed on sight. He was in flagrant breach of the no passenger law - 5000 of the wretched system rats are now being hunted by the local militias as i speak - but you all know what an impossible task that is.....


Yours

Ben Laowai.


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[chopper]

*Incoming transmission*
*Comm ID - Apricot*
*To - Fellow Corsairs*

Brothers, I have some very good news for you. It all started when I undocked my ship from Crete.
As soon as I'v found myself in space, I'v noticed 3 Mandalorians around. They immediately engaged me!
One of them died in his second pass, foolish he was, as he didn't see my Mini-razor heading towards him :



Two other Mandalorians were a Bomber and a Gunship. I'v tried to fight the bomber, but he was flying very defensive, I guess the fear of death got in him.
He was dodging all the time, waiting for a Gunship to damage me. But I'm smarter then that, I'v fled to Omicron-91, and then they left.

After some time, brother Matei joined me in Crete's orbit. We'v noticed a big group of Outcasts in Theta, on our long range scanners.
4 RoS Outcasts, 2 Sabres and 2 Falcatas.
It wasn't long before they came in Gamma, trying to conquer Crete..
We were ready for them, and they realized that just a bit too late.

First one to die was [RoS]Lohingren, by Matei's nuclear device.
Silent followed him, Matei managed to surprise him as well, by vaporizing his ship with a nuke again.
Two bombers were left, still trying to take us down.

Thor was destroyed soon enough :



And Juan followed him to the ashes :



The Crete was safe once again!

But then, one more Outcast appeared! He was mumling something about Cardamine addiction.
Not that we cared. We engaged him as soon as he came close enough.
He was probably horrified when he realized that my Cannonballs ate all of his bots in just a few passes.
It didn't take too long before we'v vaporized him :



I guess my Titan is still worthy enough to keep it. It's old and rusty, but it has a soul!

After his destruction, we searched the area a bit, just in case more addicts arrive. None did.
We went to the bar, and got as drunk as we could!
Viva los Corsairs! Drinks are on Apricot!

Many thanks to brother Matei[TBH], as he was incredibly helpful out there. What a fine pilot!

*Transmission ending*

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It is every Corsair's responsibility to die a beautiful death in defense of Crete, regardless of how OORP or how capwhoring the opposition is. Launch your fighter, joust the battlecruisers and die a beautiful death. Then, drink it down in the bar.

Can't let you bash folks in your sig Chopper-Del