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Dia duit,


Well, oy tin' t'was a few days ago, as oy was patroling in good ol' Dublin, oy fell upon a trade vessel dat was spotted many toimes dere.
As oy closed by, he changed hees route, tae get away even oyf mae wolfie was in range tae launch a cruise distruptor. So oy did let him run, not tae scare him.

Dere nutin' unusual, ye'd say, un' oy 'd say ye're roight too.


But, lader, de same shippie came tae cross mae path, un' dis toime oy stopped him fer good.
T'was a BWT full o' robotics, an unusual load dere, in Dublin.So did feel de need tae ask him where he was carryin' doses goods. ye know just in case he was supplyin' aour enmies.
But no matters what oy troyed, he dinnae want tae mae where he was headin'. Howe'er he told mae a strange story instea'.

Once again, oy did let him go, but fer sure, oy was suspicious.

Hell, doses robotics are part o' stuff neeeded tae build a frakkin' space station, un' dat could be buit in Dublin.



So oy started tae invistigate by maesel'.

So, afta' followin' dat vessel aout o' scanners range, oy managed tae learn 'bout de routes he was followin' : Dublin, NL, Leeds, Newcastle, Edinburah, Chester.
But again oy did notoiced sumtin' strange when goin' through wun o' dem systems oy mentionned above : he was takin' loike twoice as much toime den oy did tae get aout frem wun way tae anoder.

So oy knew it was dere.

Unfortunatly, how could oy foind sumtin' in an empty space widaout more clues ?



So oy did set a trap tae get dat clue, un' it worked pretty foine, fer oy did foind dat oy suspected tae be d'home wich dat freelancer was talkin' 'bout, a bloody space station roight in de middle o' nowhere in chester, and tis called credential storage facility


Cannae say oy wasn't surproised when a feckless Poloice Dessie came aout o' it whoyle oy was closin' by.

And dat Morris lad dat told mae he wasn't supplyin' aour enemies... was a boit angered, but, at dat toime , oy got a bloody dessie on mae trail.

Fortunatly, oy wasn't alone searchin' in chester, un' oy called fer wun o' aour matey, d'cap'tain o' de Ragin' leprechaun, tae goive a hand.

T'be sure, what's left o' dat bret dessie's naow floatin' in space 'round dat station.


Oh did oy forget tae mention dat it be shielded ?



So oy be reportin' in fer oy know dat Aine Moore loikes tae know about location o' new base around, fer d'business, ye know.Un' oy guess she 'd loike dat know 'bout brets hangin' 'round too.





Slán agat !

-transmission terminated-

"Hay Molly!" Screamed the deck hands.
"You be callin me Randy, from de McDonough clan" I replied.
"Your ship is ready!"
"Did you fix me thruster, me shields, and me com unit?"
"Yes Randy, I did it should all be in perfect working order. Are you taking her out for a test fly?"
"Aye, I be flying it as soon as i be getting me whiskey. Ya know de good stuff..."
I turn to the door. It slides open and I proceed to walk through it. I make my way to the pub for one last drink. I open the door to the pub to see a tough crowd fighting, drinking, and playing cards.
"Barkeep!! A whiskey, it better be yer best!" I reach into my wallet and put a 100 credit card on the bar.
"Leave de bottle and ye bring me 3 more."
"Yes sir" The bar keep replies.
I take the shot as the other bottles was put in front of me on the bar.

I was on a call fer assistance against a few wild ships. We lost a good pilot the ship name was [M]-Lugh's.Lance. I was able ta take one of them out after help from Micheal_the_3. We chased them to there base. The Wild ships had a bit of help with a BAF bomber. The BAF bombers name is Lt.John.Atwood. I would not have taken out the gunboat alone. I have to give most of the credit to Micheal_the_3. Here is my scanner log of me kill.
Wilde Down

Later on the day I was sippin on me whiskey goin through New London when a BPA ship stopped me. He ask fer me to leave so I asked fer his wallet. Later after we be talkin fer a few his backup came. It was a long drawn out battle but the BAF went down while the BPA ship had more backup on the way. I continued ta fight but had to leave me ship and escape in me pod. Good thing I had me whiskey in hand.

Hello, I am a the doctor that has looked over the body of a Randy McDonough. His body was found in the wreckage of his Gunboat the Arcadia. His pod was badly damaged and had many cracks and holes in it. He did not suffer from the battle but when the attacking ships seen the pod being jettisoned they opened fired on it. He died from the lack of oxygen. To my initial inspection of the body shows he was going to die anyway from bad health. I am sorry for the lose of this pilot he was a good man but had a really bad drinking problem more then most, he would not put down the bottle at all.

To the Molly board I do declare him dead.

Well, Today i started out being in formation with our leader, Jeni, learning the ropes of being a molly, since then, i was taught dogfight tactics with mines, and CDs then Patrolled our beloved Dublin, greeting several visitors, no combat (thank goodness)
and escorting a couple transports to the coin for gold, and to the various JHs
i'll say in short, i had alot of fun, i learned who are allies and enemies are, and looking forward to learning alot more as my carreer as a molly pilot develops.

End Of Report

-Rendall.McGritty Recruit bomber pilot

Whell, a pretty lucrative evening all roung... round I think. Coerced some cash offa BMM hauler. Prolly shoulda just blasted him but I was feelin mellow. Got a nice tour of the back roads to Freeport 1 an that was a good trip. Came home with m'hold stuffed full of captured pilots and H Fuel anna belly full of Freeport's elixers... good ole uisge beatha like da used ta make. Don't think he used a vaccum still but whatever works right? So not a bad night at all I think. A pleasant time was had by everyone. I suppose maybe not by the fellahs we robbed and/or blew up but what canya do? Sláinte!

Woo! what a day, i stared off trying to pirate with my mate Lixnaw, but those dam traders were too dang scared to come near us, so we trekked through some more BFA iggots and blasted em all ta hell hehe.
Then, we went big gun huntin, and let me tell you, what a rush, killin liberty blokes shootin' at us was easy, but then we got into deeper places, and i dont know, but i think those da mnomads attacked us, we kept fightin em till we found our gunz, couldnt git the last one, cuz those dam bugs were all over my arse so we hightailed it home to dublin, then i bought me a big old transport tuh get the cargo from these pesky traders, tommoruh, i feel wez guna really stick it to um and bring home lots of cargo for the mollys, all in all, was a great day. Cheers lix!

//Had posted this in the Pub but I guess this would be a more appropriate place for it

So just ran into an AI named Buzzy poking around Dublin. Caught up with it near the Hood. It was scanning everything in the area, then it scanned me, logged me as a Molly pirate vessel of high threat, and hightailed it to the New London gate.

Ever seen anything like that b'fore? Darndest thing. What's our stance on these things? Shoot first? It wasn't hostile nor was it carrying any goodies. Invite it in for tea?