To The Corsair Elders

[TheAsgard]

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- ID: Asgard-Rammus -
- Origin: Planet Gammu, Omicron Kappa -
- Destination: Planet Crete, Omicron Gamma -
- Subject: A Logical Descision -

Corsair Elders,

Our vessels have recently entered the part of space refered to as the 'Sirius' sector.
Our ships have begun to explore and map the surrounding systems to gather information, and to classify local species as friendly, neutral or hostile.
On our second exploration mission outside the Asgard temporary base of operations (Planet Gammu, Omicron Kappa), some of our exploration ships entered your system designated 'Omicron Gamma',
Our vessels then proceeded to gather data, however, not even two minutes later they were approached by an unknown patrol.
The patrol leader, designated Cruz_Benitez, hailed our ships and queried them as to what their intentions were in the Omicron Gamma system. Our vessels informed the patrol of their main directive to explore the surrounding space, In the conversation which followed, Asgard vessels proposed that it would be mutually benificial and logical for the Asgard of Omicron Kappa, and the Corsairs of Omicron Gamma to come to terms of mutual c­o-existence.
The patrol leader instructed that he himself could not make the descision whether to agree or not, and that we would have to transmit a message to you, Corsair Elders.
The Corsair vessel's terms stated the following:

• All Asgard vessels will give Military aid in the defense of Corsair space.
  
• Share information relevant to the Corsair gathered by our exploration vessels of surrounding systems.
  

Our terms:

• Right of passage through Corsair territory.
  
• Docking permission on Corsair bases.
  
• The permission to research/use of Corsair technology.
  

These are the negotiable terms,
we shall patiently await your reply,

Regards,

The Asgard Core

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[CorsairCouncil]

:: transmission start ::
:: source : Council Hall, Crete, Omicron Gamma ::





Okay, smarty pants. If you can pass this test, you will
know the answer to your question.


Try to imagine you are a human. From your message,
we take it you are not, but don't be offended if this
is not true. Then again, be offended, for all we care.

Now - you live in a noisy neighborhood. Someone wants
to take over your business, someone else just wants you
dead... Actually - many people just want you dead. You are
lacking so many resources, you basically have to starve four
days per week to keep all your other projects working.

There is only one thing that makes you happy in your life.
Your beautiful, caring, gentle - and at the same time - hard
hitting wife. She is like a divine creature, sent by the heavens
to aid you in life and help you cope with whatever life shoves
in your face. You are happy you have her. You love her with
all your heart.







And then someone moves into the street, knocks on
your door, and asks you if he can have a go with her.

Just like that - without any introductions whatsoever.
A simple 'Hey, mind if I bang your wife?' is fine for him.


What do you do?

- cut his face off with an irradiated, rusty spoon -
- burn his face -
- kill him, utilizing tools to ensure a long and painful suffering -
- eat all of his skin, while he is alive -
- sprinkle catnip over him and throw him into a lion cage -
- all of the above, in random order -
- give the guy a key and light up some candles on the dinner table before leaving -

We even left you a hint.

- The Council of Elders -

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Corsair LawsCorsair Court
Our forces combined, no-one shall stand before us. Our enemies shall be burnt and cast to the wind, our troops marching forward over their mangled corpses. True we stand alone, with wolves circling, but our isolation lends us our strength, for we are one and they are divided.
The days of Darkness are no longer, for we are the Corsairs and we are fear incarnate! Viva los Corsairs, the Empire shall rise!
The blood of the Hispania runs in our veins. The blood of our enemies shall wet our hands.