Bar tales: As the name suggest, our stinky members will make a report about what they live out there in space. Sometimes they assemble all together in Alcatraz's station bar and, besides of flipping tables and chairs, they share their story.
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ID: Uncle Willy Location: New York system, Between Baltimore and 'Hattan Notes: Complications during the hunt of booze Hostile defeats in number: Around 10, can't remember due to my lack of memory caused by those bottles.
I woke up in Rochester somehow. My bedroom was filled on pukes and trash, so I had to leave it inmediatelly. Wait, my bedroom? Yes, perhaps I paid those guys for a bed. I found Rhys and I couldn't believe his state of soberty, so not much time after the meeting we had to leave the place for more bottles. Rhys was really pissed, and I began to feel sorry for him. I can't really understand how can he manage to breathe without the liqueur flavour on his tongue.
Turns out, and , despite of the tense situation, we read something on the long range scanner of our vessels: Flynt found the Rusty Nail and he was actually flying with it! We contacted with him, so he came with us. Not much time after, a "rookie" guy came with his Gunboat in the name of Demolisher. He is our new allie, who promised to hunt the bottles for us.
The action took part in the next 10 minutes. I can remember blowing up a trader who refused to listen to our desire. My ol' friend Sader came and hired for some hunters, who were, of course, destroyed in the name of the booze. I got some images in my head, remembering another navy flying around and firing torpedoes. What a loss of material. Other gunships joined the party, perhaps they wanted to blow up as well. So they did.
*Battlecruiser enters the area and shows his guns*
2 clock minutes had to pass before his ship burned. As I said, a loss of material.
Rhys got destructed an' I catched his Pod. He, at least, laughed 'cause somehow he catched a Rum bottle from space.
Another scylla filled on whatever he had abboard came to fire with us. I don't know his hame but his spacetrash was called "Colorado Green" I have to say he did a good job, such as the rest of us.
Well well... I stood up at a normal mornin' at Rochester. I've drank my mornin' ration of caribic Rum and walked dirty and sleepy to my Hellhound, the Demolisher. I moved to the tradelanes, and suddenly, a Liberty Siege Cruiser appeared. I tried to communicate with him at first and to ask for some Liberty Ale, but this officer was mad at me. He opened fire instant and i had to kill him... a Cruiser in a Gunboat. But for my good, my skills in my ol'rusty lady are very good, so i've beaten up this piece of trash:
And the fireworks were great!
Well after I searched in his wreck for some credits or booze, I returned to Rochester and begone to livin' my day YEEEEHAW!
ID: Rhys Maeda Location: Texas Notes: Badly Planned Prison Break Attempt Hostile defeats in number: 1
So I was hanging out on Pacifica Base with some Unioners, all the way down in Bering. They seem pretty decent, and I was in the bar sampling there booze selection, when I get a message from old Dexter Flynt. Says he was on the Freeport just tha other side of the sun, tasting the zoners booze. So I flew out ta him and we decided very democratically to go do some pirating in Texas, seeing as how we had spent all of our credits on booze, since importing the booze to Bering ain’t cheap.
We popped off down to the jump hole, and when wa came out tha other side, found some other rogues doing their thing. Since we had some numbers we decided to see if we coulda break some mates outa Sugarland. But those damn LPI were onto us as soon as we gotta close to the prison.
Dexta took charge and we started giving them the ol’ plasma salute. Their bomber fellow was the first the suck the vacuum, but after that they took a shinin’ to Dexter and he had to dodge like hell before getting spaced himself. Afta that, was just a few of us rogues left, against an entire squadron of pozzers. Luckily, I was flying ma new ship, ona them Sabres, so I managed ta dodge around their shots, but soon, one of em got lucky and blew out ona ma engines. That left me mostly dead in space and I soon had ta ejected.
After that I dunno what happened since its hard to watch a fight from escape pods, but I bet those last few rogues gave em a good fight till the last. I think some junkers were attracted by the commotions and were picking at our wrecked ships for scrap, and thats how Dexter and I got back to Beaumont. Anyways, thats my glass finished so i gotta go find s’more booze.
See ya'll out there and good luck hunting that booze
ID: Uncle Willy da drunk Location: Helium cloud, near planet Erie, Penny' system Notes: Mental officers and bad behaviours Hostile defeats in number: 3
Once again i was flying my Cutlass trough the Penny system. I got the good idea to go and check if the Helium mi(nerds) got some Ale. I found 2 fellas, one with his miner ship, and the other flyin' a biggie transport. I tried to contact with 'em but they refused to hear. Maybe their radio was broken, thats what I thought but... Finally one of 'em answered with shoots and laughed at me.
I had to take down the transport first. Later, I pointed at the mi(nerd), and destroyed his engines with my X-ray glance. He was on fire so I gave him the oportunity to leave with his thruster propulsion and land Erie. At the time, Sader appeared. But he wasn't alone : A pirate transport showed himself from nowhere and engaged the nerdy miner and destroyed him. The pirate transport left and I've never seen him again.
Sader looked at me and began to fire. Flying peanuts is what he fired, as always, so I had to duck and dodge em. The fight lasted for some minutes and once his shields were down, i got the oportunity to throw my beer can to his ship, so he could explode in peace.
This time I didnt even catch his pod, maybe 'cause I was a bit busy firing the new guests: Ethan Taylor and Alan Jones, from the LN and 5th fleet. Alan Jones got that luck and somehow stole my bots. I was thinkin' on how he did that, so I finally blowed due to my lack of attention at the fight.
ID: Diana Daymarova Location: Alcatraz depot, Claifornia system Notes: The escape from corsairs
That evening was very dense for me. I was again on patrol with those people, the worst people calling themselves the Rheinland military... We suddenly got a distress signal and flew straight to the walker nebula in Frankfurt system. There wasn't a thing at our destination. Suddenly, a corsair Legate, i think? I'm not very familiar with corsair technology. Oh well, a corsair Legate decloaked right at our nose. All three of us were instantly taken down with strong battleship turrets. Our escape pods were tractored and taken to the Leon base in Omega-41. Since then I call them cannibals. I'm not sure what were the corsairs thinking of. Did they want to just eat me, or what? Well, i was trapped in my escape pod, waiting for hours and finally! I saw some corsair chefs kidnapping my colleague! Were they true chefs, or is every corsair dressed just like that? Nevermind their outfit, let's get back to the story. The wreck of my ship was reconstructed and intended to be sell, probably. What would they do with it otherwise? Just lying in a pod is not fun at all, I'll tell ya! The big surprise for me was when i found a screwdriver in my pocket. The fun thing is that it actually saved me. It was always my negative personality, putting every single thing I don't need at the moment to my pocket. Now it turns out to be very useful! I'm a great opportunist and along with the screwdriver I managed to escape. Let me tell you how. My pod was opening and I saw a man, just one single men standing right in front of me. That was a great opportunity to escape. He raised his hands to put handcuffs on me, so i raised my hand to put a screwdriver throught his heart. Sucess! Now i just had to run, run for my life. How do you think it ends? Obviously, I'm sitting in the bar and telling this story to you, guys. I'm still up and running!
ID: Diana Daymarova Location: Alcatraz depot, California system Notes: First encounters
I should probably tell you, guys, how did I first encountered you. *kicks vodka* Well, just listen to me.
Back then, I had my spatial, a well armed ship, but also very slow. I was looking for pirates or other unlawfuls. Ya know, escorting transports is boring and bounty hunting for navy is boring as well. But bounty hunting for pirates is quite fun.
I was on my way from New York to Colorado. I was almost at Pueblo station, but suddenly the lane was distrupted. I met a rogue guy, guess who that was. It was the current leader, Willy himself. I asked him if he has a job for me to do, but he didn't have anything for me. So he invited me to dinner at Ames research station in Kepler system. That moment was very nostalgic for me. I used fly through there with my brother, Damian. Nevermind my brother... The food was great and we enjoyed it, but I hardly remember anything! That might be because of our good old friend. *looks at her vodka bottle*
Since then, I kept helping you. The next member i met in space was Dex. My interest in joining grew, but my curios side wasn't even interested. I started exploring every single known system and found many interested things. You sure heard about nomads, well the Omicron systems are their homalnd. Even though they're dangerous, they are very interesting. Nomads are actually very kind if you're no threat to them. I would make our ally, the Commune, upset if I was shooting them. I would totally recommend visiting the Omicrons sometimes, but be careful out there.
And finally, i explored the most of the sirius sector and considered joining. And I don't regret it! It's really fun to fly with you, guys! Cheers! *kicks vodka again*
ID: Diana Daymarova Location: Alcatraz depot, California system Notes: Me and my brother
I just mentioned my brother a while ago, didn't I? Yeah, the good ol' times i spent with him, but now he's nowhere to be found... Lemme tell you something 'bout him.
Damian was a nice brother. He protected me since the very beginning of my space journey. We spent a loong time with each other. We were very poor and couldn't afford a propper education when we flew from the claws of the coalition, so we had to work instead.
Let's get back to planet Volgograd. My brother and i were in kindergarten. Boys were very mean and always made fun of me in there. They once insulted my parents and me and that made Damian mad. He started yelling at them, but they just laughed. The "main" one was always the meanest one. They had some kind of hierarchy out there, but i never knew what it actually was. So the "main" one kept insulting our family. Damian made a smart move in my opinion, he started insulting his family. That obviously made that guy mad and he laid a punch on Damian's face. And i couldn't resist the bully's face, i just had to do it. I slapped him so hard that he fell on the ground and started crying. His cronies both took my hands so i couldn't move. Fortunately, Damian took a stick and hit one of them right in the balls. The second one was able to run away and hide. All three of them were too afraid to bully someone again.
As time passed, our parents were in a big trouble. They were spies and coalition found that out pretty quickly. They told Damian to prepare himself and me to run. He was mad that time. Mad at both, our parents and the coalition. He didn't want to run and lose Parents just like me. But I just couldn't be mad at my parents, they were awesome. *wipes a tear from her cheek* We flew from the coalition space to the Bretonia. Thanks to him, we weren't jailed. We were very poor, so we had to work. He made us a reasonable income. I would be doomed without him...
He could finally buy himself a ship. We both fit in the cockpit, so I was able to get to space again. He turned out to be a skilled pilot, so we started to do some bounty hunting. Mollies and the coalition are allies, that's why Damian had no mercy with them. I turned eighteen and he bought me my first ship - scimitar.
Once in Dublin system, we encountered some coalition pilots. They were looking for us, so we called reinforcements. A bretonian destroyer arrived and fought them with us. As we called reinforcements, he called them too. A swarm of mollies arrived and took that desteoyer down. That time we were already running. Both difderent direction...
We never saw each other since then, but I hope he will pop up. Sooner or later. Damian is the last man in my family line, if he dies, Daymarov family is gone... But he lives, i know, i hope!
ID:Diana Daymarova Location:Planet Manhattan -> Fort Bush lane Notes:An offer of an LSF agent
Where to start? Well, there was an LSF agent, who wasn't happy to see me. When I told him that all I'm looking for is booze, he made an offer, I had to keep out of the lanes and he bought some alcohol for it. Was a reasonable offer, however, pirating is our thing, we need to punch every possible drop of booze from traders. For now, I accepted the offer.
Then he spoke to me through the private channel. He was asking me if I'm happy with my life. Of course I am. He even offered bringing us booze here and there, however, that'd be under one condition, we shouldn't cause trouble, and by trouble he means pirating. I was like: fine, but my mind was like: no. Getting supplies from an LSF agent would be interesting, on the other side, we should not steal them.
It was quite tempting offer at first, but if you keep in mind that Alcatraz has so big alcohol consumption that a single person can't exceed with a few drops, you will find the offer kinda... Eh... Useless. What do you say?
ID: Lloyd McGregor Location: Planet Texas Notes: Liberty Navy Carrier learns a lesson Hostile defeats in number: 1
Well today was an average day flying around in my Barguest terrorizing traders for some booze. Feeling a little bored I thought I would leave the California system and wander around in New York. As usual the place was dry of activity, but not booze. I stole a few bottles of liberty ale from a chump flying a stork. On my way to share the booze on Alcatraz I drank it all not thinking. Well about as drunk as a skunk I flew around New York again and decided to play with the Jump Holes and ended up in Texas. I was just about to throw up in my cockpit from the ride in the Jump hole when I get a distress call from a lone rogue. I couldn't remember the name (too drunk to care) it was Sunny something... Anyways! This cat said he was talking trash to a Liberty Carrier (LNS-Starscream) hiding himself next to the planet Texas. Well I decided to haul my drunk A** over there and have some fun. I show up and there is a liberty dreadnought and random fighters helping out the Carrier against our rogue buddy. I jump in and start pouring on the hurt with my Barghest. This carrier can't take too much so he falls back to Texas where he thinks he will be save under the planetary defenses... well lets just say he thought wrong. Me and that Sunny boy start throwing wave after wave of Mortars and missiles on this fat cow of a carrier. Even with a Liberty Dreadnought helping him out he couldn't handle the punches. Eventually I snuck in a clean shot with my Anti-matter cannon that caved in his hull. Watching that cow burn up was better than starting a bar brawl on Alcatraz. Of course there was a crowd of Freelancers around to watch the light show, but we paid them no mind after our victory against liberty and headed to the bars to celebrate (and so I could vomit before I ruined my cockpit).