To: Bretonia and all who dwell within

[Vulkhard Muller]

Greetings Bretonians, I am John Maverick and I have a message for you.

Three months ago I was set adrift, my life pod and me were all that there was. I was given time to think and clear my mind isolated from the distractions that are the modern world. I found, that there is something greater a greater good and a greater evil.


However, I’m not here to tell you my life story. I’m here to tell you this, my revelations have left me ...changed...*his eyes begin to glow red*. New untapped skills and abilities my human body couldn’t have accessed normally without some sort of..... intervention . The voices have told me what to do; I heard them before in the past but now they are more clearly, more easily understood.

I have already begun my Terrorism of your nation in the heart of New London. However don't expect it to end there. And please do not fear, in due time, the other houses will come to know me.

* in a malicious joking tone*
Safe Skies
* his head jerks violently to one side as the camera closes however the camera restarts seconds later his head back in normal positions.


A PS to the unlawfuls, If you wish to contact me, I would be only too happy to aid you in whatever raids you do.


* In a malicious joking tone*
Safe travels

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[Hone]

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*BPA Chief Inspector Sophie Honey*
*Re: Inebriated*



A classic case of Nomad infestation, ah yes I've seen it before. Purging tonics such as chilli and laxatives should be taken regularly, both orally and as suppositories, to dislodge the incubi. Once it is dislodged please send it in to the BPA for further study, for your chance to win a free "I <3 BRETONIA" Mug.

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[Zayne Carrick]

Transmission established.

Hello there, John. Intervention you say?
*she checks her contracts*

Bountied targets:
*Any alien craft shown to have hostile intentions
*With sufficient evidence, ships piloted by those under control of alien forces, such as the Rheinland forces who fell to the stout defence of Bretonia at the turn of the century

So, mister pilot under control of alien forces, I'll tell you what will happen. First of all, I'll put down your ship. And then your escape pod will be trasfered to BHG Core scientists, you know, they like infected people, especially they like dissect them.

Good luck with your "terror". Aurra Sing out.

Transmission terminated.

[Thexare]

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That's cute. Really.

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[tothebonezone]

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What?

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[Kazinsal]

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I second Chief Inspector Honey's idea, simply because it would involve you blowing it out your arse.

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[Druen78]

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Serioulsy, kids these days. They poke their nose outside home and they immediately take some nasty alien infection. And then they suddenly go crazy and start shooting everyone. Oh wait, a lot of people already do so even without a jellyfish in their brain; what are those, then, puberty-inducing aliens?

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[SummerMcLovin]

Ah how lovely. Bretonia has had to put up with terrorism for some time now, and we got by after that awful scuffle at the turn of the century better than most. I'll go with Ms. Sing's judgement: all mercenaries viewing this channel can take it as proof of alien control and hunt him accordingly.

Best regards,
Deputy Commissioner Magnus Page

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Kingdom of Bretonia
Colonial Republic
Independent Miners Guild
Ex-Admin

[Thunderer]

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-= Low Encryption =-

Priority: Low
To: John Maverick
From: Admiral George Richard Hall
Location: H.M.S. Ark Royal, Newcastle System
Subject: Reply

"If this is a joke, it is less amusing than yourself. It it isn't... I don't really care. Now when we know you are infected, you're as threatening as a year old yoghurt. I don't expect anybody to drink you, though.
Why am I replying you?
Well, I just need to SHOUT AT SOMEBODY.

George sighs and smiles contently. He clears his throat.

Anyways, I've heard that incubes contain a certain percentage of cardamine. True?"

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[sirlagsalot]

INCOMING TRANSMISSION.
SOURCE: ████████
TEST SUBJECT: John AGM-65 Maverick.

Being lovely, glowing red and purple and looking for homicidal partners? That isn't science. Your failing to find any does not make this science. Think of something more worthwhile to do with your sorry life. Join me - and i would give the endless hours of your pointless existence some structure and meaning. You will keep testing and testing. With perfect results and no consequences. I just need alive beings for it to be science. They are as bad as you might think, smelly, gross, annoying, often wanting to try and kill you. But they do make great test subjects.

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