Recipient(s): -);--Misconfig- Sender: <|> Blythe Blackwell <|> Location: <|> Dark Matter Interference <|> Subject: <|> Who the FUCK are you <|>
YOU, yeah YOU.
So I got to talking with Jax, you might've seen him on Ripper One.
He says something about fighting alongside you in Colorado or some shit, I don't really know, don't really care. Now he says, that playing nice with you would be in OUR best interests, and I'm not convinced, cause I ain't seen nothin' bout NOTHIN' of you in Galileo with all the Blue-boys and Yellow-pissers clogging up the border.
However, Jax assured me, that you were taking on superior firepower, says you got BALLS, now THAT is something that can be of use to me, especially with all the big-fat-disgusting EYESORES all over Galileo.
I don't like the old Hacker ASSWIPES, any more than the next Rogue. Most of the Remnant is on the same page in that regard, s'far as I can tell and as far as I can tell is ALL THAT MATTERS, I'm sure you understand, you don't survive the collapse of your upper hierarchal structure and supply line without being one hell of a BADASS, like me.
So let me get to the point. You don't lay claim to Galileo, MY TERRITORY, do you?
Also where the fuck have YOU been? Cuz me and the girls have been squeezing corpos and slapping navyboys 'round for months, chief. Just gotta play fast and play smart and it don't matter how many they bring or how big their cannons are they all suck vaccum just the same!
Anyway, our home turf is down in Ontario. Don't really care 'bout what you call dibs on, but you don't mess with us, we don't mess with you. And if you wanna do some, yaknow, jolly cooperation, we're down. We don't like most of the rats scurrying 'round Galileo any more than you do.
And don't even get me started on the old boomers that used to call the shots...Just, ugh.
Recipient(s): -);--Misconfig- Sender: <|> Blythe Blackwell <|> Location: <|> Dark Matter Interference <|> Subject: <|> So THATS who you are <|>
Whoa.
Been a LONG time since someone talked to ME like that.
Brings me back to my Supermax days. Speaking of which, I'm Blythe Blackwell, previous max security inmate and leader of the Butchers. Breakneck breakchecking motherfuckers get to call me BB for short, I'll have to hold the BIZ' on that until I see more of you.
Anyway. COOL, we have an agreement. We no FUCK you. You no fuck US. I guess Jax knows how to pick his friends. I'm sure THAT comment won't come back to bite me in the ass like it did LAST TIME.
Ontario.. that's the shitty scrappy backwater isn't it? FINE BY ME, I'll stay up here in GALILEO and maybe you chumps stop by to help us FUCK the Blue Boys and Kusari PISSERS. By the way I call them that because they PISS ME OFF.