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ConEx Reports - DeleteMe - 07-06-2021 Please use the template given for contract/trade reports. Thank you!
Code: [align=center][img=461x247]https://i.imgur.com/sALmAcO.png[/img][/align] RE: ConEx Reports - DeleteMe - 07-18-2021
We started the convoy from the food packing plants of Planet Los Angelas, California. There, we randevoused with some old friends: Hitman-76 and Flash_Angus. Both bounty hunters have incredible skill in their own right. I have seen first hand their lethality and precision in the art of destruction and death. I know little about Gallia's politics - I knew we would need help from the very best if we were to run into any problems. The voyage started out a little rocky. Our navigation and formation protocols were not set correctly. However, once our formations were set, we were on our way. We needed to get these supplies to the people of Planet Metz in a hurry. Time was a commodity almost as precious as the food on board. The voyage was fairly monotonous with little action taking place. A small band of Outcasts showed up periodically, but local enforcement officers were swift to deploy combat vessels to deter the combat. Besides, they fled at the sight at such a convoy! We finally reached out destination at Planet Metz. We landed at the on planet docking port and were met with FLG officials. The docking machines were quick at work to detach our cargo pods and dump the food rations on board. Armed guards were nearby. I did not see the disbursement of the food stuffs. I could only imagine the panic when the first round of food rations ran out. Besides, we had a couple of bored bounty hungers in space that needed to get moving. We decided to pick up Zinc at the market center. Zinc is in need at Sabah Shipyard, our new Crayter Republic friends. Surely the material will be of use for the replenishment of their lost battle group. From this point on, our pilots were relieved of duty. Most returned to headquarters to their bunks. Others resumed supply missions. I retired to my office to conduct my report. I lean back in my office chair and take pause at what has already been accomplished in such a short amount of time. The pride I have in myself and my pilots - no, dare I say friends. They say not to use that term in the corporate world, but I'm also no longer in the corporate world. No, they are my friends. Perhaps a celebration is in order soon. RE: ConEx Reports - kritikosk8 - 07-18-2021
Doing a solo delivery this morning, nothing special to report, food delivered Character Name RE: ConEx Reports - Stewgar - 07-21-2021
I dun meeted a robot! He goes bah 27 er uh... oh, 76. See, I dun wrote it dahn on meh hand, heardy! Anywho, he was funny. Mr. Wagner dun tode me he be de best pahlot in the whole world! So we's gun' use 'm as a escorter. So anywho, we meeted o'er at Planet LA in California. There we rod the viewed with Amy. We picked up dem foods and hauled o'er yonder to Garlia. Amy kept listen'n tah music even tho I dun wanted to eat donerts. But me and 97 dun had a good chat about him being a robot n' stuff. But hey, we dun made it safe'n'sound! Da compound place was full of armed guards with some o'er stuff I aint ever seen 'fore. Peoples were in nice straight lines! The machines dun tooked our food pods and gave us Zinc. We den turned 'round and delivered o'er to Sabah Shipyard in Coronado! Heardy, it was a nice trip! I wanted ta get some Sunbucks but er, Mr. Wagner said no. Poopers. Hank Rover RE: ConEx Reports - DeleteMe - 10-11-2021
Our contract with Kadesh Orbital has taken our convoys into the far reaches of space. This provides opportunity for strange and interesting things to happen ranging from meeting new and unique people to bizarre anomalies that are indescribable. This report is to to announce the meeting a Zoner, ID named: Stormhawk. The captain explained that he and his crew's mission is to understand and combat the Nomad forces. I have personally confronted the Nomad forces and can vouch for his claim that they are aggressive and ruthless. However, I am most intrigued by the resources spent on understanding the Nomads. Aboard his combat ship are facilities meant for testing and investigating the Nomads. I am of the belief that this is no ordinary soldier of fortune. No, this man and his crew are a people of ambition and prospect. Therefore, I have invited he and his crew to visit us at our freshly built headquarters in Magellan. His people will be treated decently and with respect, regardless of any previous affiliations or houses they come from. Warning may be small of their arrival. Their mission is above corporate gain or profit margins. Their mission is about survival or extinction of the human race. I intend to support them in whatever capacity is feasible for our growing company. Bill Wagner |