Liberty Police, Inc. Reporting Office

[kurios]

Report Filed By: James Kurios
Date: April 16th
Subject: Launch And Ship Loss.

Today, another Patriot was lost in action. (glad we buy them in bulk) encountered a Oracle haulin a nomad. Following protocal, i was put out of action.



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[Egon Bigmemes]

-Attempting to send message...-
-Mash red buttons to send..- "Oh gosh darn it!"
-Message sent-

Okay uhm, hello, this is recruit Frank Lamar, and I'm filing my uhm, report for the day! -shakes head- I've become quite accustomed to my pod today.. Xenos.. Pirates.. Crazy Transports.. a Dreadnaught cruising through me.. Loss of controls.. -sighs- Rough first day! But I made it through.. Let's see what I encountered throughout the day..

I killed off my first bad guy today!

http://i137.photobucket.com/albums/q221/...en65-1.jpg

And then tried to arrest a Xeno.. He shot my Patriot down.. Urgh, keep an eye out for this one!

http://i137.photobucket.com/albums/q221/...en69-1.jpg

I then rescued a few pilots from a couple of baddies.. Before they escaped into an asteroid field in Pennsylvania!

http://i137.photobucket.com/albums/q221/...reen73.jpg

I spent most of my shift following Sergeant Maggard around.. He showed me the ropes and how to take care of business!

http://i137.photobucket.com/albums/q221/...reen74.jpg

Later on, I rescued a few pilots from suspicious Junker, and they're safe on Manhattan now!

http://i137.photobucket.com/albums/q221/...reen75.jpg

And then there was some Oracle with a -whispers- Nomaaad in him!

And he shot me down.. -sighs-..

Well, that's all that happened today! Time to get goin'!

-Message end-

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Its no time to compose some like this: Roses are red, Violets are blue, please, please, please gallics, dont shoot, or i kill you.

[Boss]

Report Filed By: SWAT Agent Jeff Markey
Date: April 16, 817 A.S.
Subject: Patrol Report, New York/California/Texas

Today was a good day for beating heads in. Launched to check on construction in Illinois; it's coming nicely. Moved to New York, and grouped up with the Navy and Recruit Kurios.

Ran into the following, in order:

AntiMa - Werewolf
Status: Subject went willingly to Huntsville, but complained that they wouldn't let him in. On probation.

Gerald.Gallego. - Falcata
Status: Ship destroyed, incarcerated on Huntsville. Was assisted by Frank.Taylor.

Jarek_70 - Sabre
Status: Ship destroyed by =SWAT=Bat, assisted by myself.

Kiddo - Sabre
Status: Ship destroyed with the assistance of Admiral Hale and Officer Masket, incarcerated on Sugarland.

Classic - Rogue Gunboat
Status: Ship destroyed with the assistance of Admiral Hale, Officer Masket, and the gunboat Ned Flanders.
My guncam malfunctioned, so I was unable to get the shot .

Al.Bundy - Falcata
Status: Ship destroyed by myself, with the help of the Navy and LSF. He was the last of the bomber party; Admiral Hale got three of the others, some mighty nice flying there.

That's about it. I'm calling it a month.

End Report.

To: The Chief
From: Deputy Chief Jim Markey
Subject: <no subject>

Wrote this for ya, seein' as the new kids are all doin' it.

'Twas the night afore Payday, and all them Officers was hidin'
Not a critter was movin', none wanted Matt t' find 'em

Matt stood with face all grim,
lookin' about for his hapless man Jim.
He spotted him hiding 'way down by the john,
aimed his eagle-eye down there and yelled "Go long!"

He pulled that arm back, and then he let fly,
as poor Jim stood cringing and wondering why.
The packet flew far, far down the hallway,
and it flipped and it spun just as it had always.

It hit Jim on the noggin with a great big ol' smack,
and burst open and splattered all over his back.
Jim looked down in horror as he saw what he'd done,
he'd do better to aim at his head with a gun!

For there on the floor was a burst open box,
with what was left of some donuts and Lox.
Matt stood there and twitched, from side to side,
then with a mighty voice, shouted "I'll have yer hide!"

Jim stood a-quakin' and in his boots a-shakin,
as the Chief stood and stared, and with both eyes he glared.
He worked both eyes together, then worked them one by one.
Jim screamed as he saw just what the Chief had done.

For old Matt had winked, and before the scream had died,
two goons appeared, one at either side.
Matt faced the goons, and now red in the face,
told then to take poor Jim and put him in his place.

They took Jim to the office, where his worst fears came true.
For on that day poor Jim got promoted over the heads of me and you!

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Just go play the game and have fun dammit.

all in all the conclusion is that disco doesn't need antagonist factions, it doesn't need phantoms, it doesn't need nomads, it doesn't need coalition and it doesn't need many other things, no AIs, the game is hijacked by morons to confuse the game with their dickwaving generic competition games mixed up with troll-of-the-day.

[Garrett Jax]

Officer Seymore Justice

Patrol Report

Not much ta report today. Seemed kinda quiet patrolling the lanes. Ran into an old beatup transport piloted by a coot by the name of Kaptain.Kirk. I did a quick scan of his hold and lookey here. What did I see, but three of Liberty Navy's finest being held hostage. On top of that he kidnapped a civlian as well.

Well that got my blood a'boiling. When I addressed the matter to him in the most respecful way possible, he docked quicker than a rat in a field of bull snakes. A departure notice was also seen flashing upon my HUD.

That ticked me off even more. But I just try to remember those anger management classes and start my countin to ten.

I was fixin to head back to Planet Manhattan, when all of a sudden, Kaptain.Kirk returned. I caught em undocking from West Point, and whaddya know. The Navy officers were no where to be seen. I'm assuming he returned them to their homes, cause I like ta give people the benefit of the doubt, but there still was the matter of him dockin' when I tried to stop him.

I told him to hold once more, and do ya know what that little bugger tried to do. You guessed it, he took off. Well he tried to anyways. A couple of CD's slowed his mangy hide down. But then, he had the nerve to fire upon me. In a stupid ol'transport. Well, I wasn't havin any of that. I sent a couple missles his way, with little effect. So that's when I whipped out ma big gun. I gave him a couple tastes from my SNAC and whoooo boy, all of a sudden, now he wants to talk.

Well son, I was in a charitable mood that day. I told him the fine was 2 mil for hostages, and double for fleeing. The poor ol' coot checked his bank account, his wallet and emptied all his pockets, but alls he could come up with was 200k. I nearly choked on my donut at the small pittance I had to accept. So, as I said, I was in a charitable mood, and I took his credits and kindly told him to leave the system immediately...which he did. I better not see his sorry ship in New York for quite a while.

Some pics of the encounter and 200k fine submitted to LPI-Rikers




Seymore Justice....logging out.

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[enterprise5595]

Patrol report of sgt Jerry Shaw
Date - 17th of April

Today was a short day for me - I started out and did an overview of New York. I got reports of a rheinland military gunboat somewhere in the system... after a wide search me and officer Masket and navy officer Richard Knight caught the guy undocking from Manhattan. He was quickly ID-ed and dealth with accordingly.

Ship Identification

Ship Destruction

Shortly after I started experiencing technical issues - my ship's electronics were beginning to fail so I landed as quickly as possible on Ft Bush and left my ship with the stations mechanics. Due to its inability to fly, I called off the day.

System Diagnostics

End of report

Signed: Jerry Shaw

[Zapp]

The Chief walked out of his office with note card in hand, and read from it in a rather skeptical voice.

"Enlarge your penis by going to www.naturalmaleenhancement.com"

He then shrugged and threw the card to the side. It was nabbed by some random flatfoot before it hit the ground.

"Ah, here we are," he said, finding the right note card. "Rodrick O'Rielly and James Kurios are promoted to full Officers. God have mercy on your souls."

He discarded this note card and as it hit the floor, it burst into flames.

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[akar.zaephyr]

:: Initiating Officer Database
:: Login: rmacqueen
:: Password: ********** ...checking.......access granted

:: Database File Opened: raports.odb
:: Report date: April 17th, 817 A.S.
:: Report unique ID: 817-4-17.7CBA5C/2

:: Content:

I began mu duty with going around Colorado - no threats found.
I proceeded to New York and checked trade lanes, clean too.
Next I went patroling Pennsylvania but yet again, no threats found.

After that I decided to go to Texas and check how things are going there.
I've scanned The-Rock's ship and found out he is trying to break the embargo by taking Trade Lane / Gate parts out of Liberty. He refused to drop them down and docked at Houston. (guncam record attached)

// The most silly RP I've seen - try to break embargo and if they catch 'ya- F1.

After that met indy LSF pilot Savinien, we teamed up and continued patroling.
We met another embargo-breaking pilot, mckinly. Again, pilot of the ship refused stopping for scanning, also couldn't understand why he can't take cargo to Rheinland. Seemed to come from some strange asteroid, he was totally unaware of the war with Rheinland.

Soon we heard message from a Rheinland ship saying that Rogue agent was trying to infiltrate their space.
I tried to kindly explain, with due respect, that we can't be responsible for Rogue's agents, but before I finished transmitting the message Rheinland ship jumped out of nearby trade lane and after short "Engaging enemy!" my ship was blown up to pieces in two shots.

After my pod was retrieved I took new Patriot and returned to patrolling. In the meantime, I finally found out I'm not the only LPI officer patroling around. Under direct order of Mrs. Williams I headed California for a patrol, under wings of LNS-Maine. System was quiet and no significant threats detected. Yet, after few minutes my long range scanners picked up a smuggler's ship trying to smuggle Gaian Wildlife. He saw he was caught so decided to run to Texas jumphole in California where I lost him in a scrap field after my ship hit a larger piece of scrap and got its shields completely down.

I checked area of Norfolk and after no issues found I proceeded 10-42.

MacQueen out.

:: End of report
:: Attached files: Scan - The-Rock 4/17/817
:: Loging out... successfull
:: Closing database

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yeah my spell and such sucks but i what ever
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[Garrett Jax]

Officer Seymore Justice

Patrol Report

Today, ma patrol did not turn out well. No sir. Not well at all. I received a report from LNS-Thunderbolt that a trader by the name of 1234 had entered Area 2?. For some reason, everytime I think of the place, it dun slip my mind. Anyhoos, he entered that locale and was approached by said Navy Carrier, LNS-Thunderbolt.
At that, ship 1234 ditched the serviceman and headed out yonder to greener pastures. LNS-Thunderbolt then sent out a KOS message, informing me to be none-to-kind to 1234 if and when I see him. 1234? What kind of name is that to give a ship anyways? That's the combination on my safe, where ah hide ma moonshine distillation equipment.
But I degress. I dun ran upon 1234 not too much time later, and told heem reel nice like, that he was in a whole hurt of trouble. I didn't have time to hear his excuses, but ah took the time anyways, cos I was wanting to hear why he entered Area ??? What was that place again....darn it.
I was soon joined up by a fellow Navy officer and an LSF agent, who gave me some much appreciated back up. The trader, 1234, was resistant at first, but boy ah tell ya, I can be stubboner than a zit on a teenage boy. Ah finally convinced 1234 that paying 2 million creds, was far better than being arrested and havin his cargo hull of Luxury goods confiscated. (It's amazin how convincin the prospect of losin moneh can be.)
I got the two million creds from the trader and sent him off on his less than merry way, when ah came across a rogue by the name of Classic. There he was, asittin in his purty gunboat, not tryin to flee and not tryin to fight. But I didn't take to the hostages in his hold--Navy personnel. I waited for the Navy folks with me to start up a little conversation with him and they didn't disappoint. But when Classic refused to comply, my temper got the best of me and I sent guns a'blazin on his arse. Little did i suspect, was that the little buggar had friends. Now ah don't mind fighting when the odds are less than fair, but he had at least eight other friends. Whoooooeeeee! That was some fine dodgin and attackin I did in my Libby. But, ah guess since they couldn't shoot me down, they layed a whole mess of mines for me to eat. And sur enuf, I ate them good. End of Story for little ol' me. Anyways, ah got a pic of my run in with 1234, and ma fine submitted to LPI-Rikers.




Officer Seymore Justice....loggin out.

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[Egon Bigmemes]

-Sending message-
-Mash red bu-..- "Oh gosh, darn you!"
-Message sent-

Heyo again.. Frank Lamar here with another report...

My shift was a little short today, but I did several patrols around New York, and didn't spot very much trouble.. An Oracle.. Same one as yesterdays.. and that was about it.. A couple of officers were in Texas making sure no one ran the Embargo.. They work hard

I did however manage to rescue someone.. Uhm, a Dreadnaught commander(Fleet Admiral)? He was in the atmosphere of Manhattan.. and I tractored him and took him to land..

http://i137.photobucket.com/albums/q221/...en79-1.jpg

This is officer Frank Lamar, over and out!

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[kurios]

Report Filed By: James Kurios
Date: April 17th
Subject: Patrol :NY.

Xeno Copperhead encountered, refused to drop LPI pilots and was engaging the navy, however the pilots where recovered.

Also guncam proof of Seanneves smuggling card. he was told to stop, drop the cargo to be submitted to evidence/destroyed and fined, however he ran from me after repeated warnings.


On a good note, the ship survived to make it home.

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