To: The Gaians | From: Black Sails

[Black Sails]

Incoming transmission

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Recipient: The Gaians of Cambridge
Sender: Arthur Ortega
Location: Battlecruiser Noche Eterna, Omega-5

Buen día.

I have no jodido clue what distant green planeta you bloody tree hugging culeros care mucho about, but we've got a fucking war to fight. Now listen here, payasos, I have a proposition for you. The Black Sails will station a battlegroup at Torshavn and you will provide our guild with 2 "Caliburn" Destroyers and 4 "Galatine" Gunboats. In return, we shall cover your culos from any force that threatens you in Bretonia.

Let me be very clear on this matter, cabron, this can only end in one way, the Black Sails' way. In case you manage to find any trace of your long gone cojones, keep them under a tight leash, or I will personally deprive you of them and hang them in one of our new Galatine's cockpit as a reminder of your foolishness to oppose the Black Sails.

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[TheSauron]

Incoming Transmission

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From: Flora, Gaians
To: ?
Encryption: Yes
Subject: ???

Hello.

Best we can do is discounted drinks. 5% off, on my tab. But remember, don't drink and fly. The ice outside is quite dense.

Regards,
Flora

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One MD Admiral

[Madvillain]

Buen día, Corsair, I’ll spare you the pleasantries, as it seems your 'proposal' is more of an ultimatum dressed in brass and leather. But I’ll indulge you for a moment. First off, your offer is noted, but let’s get something clear: the Black Sails’ way is not our way. If you think we’re going to kowtow to your threats and dirty business like others might, you’re sorely mistaken. You want destroyers and gunboats? How quaint. Maybe you should focus on repairing the wreckage you leave behind before you start asking for new toys. Ah, now you’ve gone and reminded me of the Panther bombers we gave your people. Those sleek, formidable machines that were supposed to strike terror across the stars. Shame, really... such potential, now nothing more than a pile of metal. You see, Corsair, while you’re busy throwing your weight around and demanding destroyers and gunboats, the fact is, your Brotherhood hasn’t even bothered to update the Panther bombers we already gave you years ago. Those beautiful ships have been left to rust away in some forgotten corner of Crete: not because of a lack of resources, but because your people neglected the simplest of tasks: a software update. It’s almost comical, really. All that firepower, all that potential… and you can’t even keep your ships in working order. It’s the epitome of short sightedness. You’ve got a wing of state of the art Panthers just wasting away, while you’re busy squabbling over the scraps of the galaxy. Perhaps you’d be better off starting with the basics: updating your software, fixing your ships, and maybe, just maybe, putting that firepower to good use before it becomes nothing but a relic of failed ambition.

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[Gaians)]

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INCOMING TRANSMISSION

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· Sender: Archcaptain Lilianne Daphne Rose
· Location: Thorshavn Space Port, Cambridge
· Subject: Insult

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Your message Mr. Ortega is an absolute mockery of us Gaians. Additionally, members of the Gaians) movement remember this year's attack by Black Sails members on our transport ships in Dublin carrying the gold we needed. Without asking from where or why. Recognizing that if we have gold there, we got it from your enemies. I would like to point out that we Gaians) have correct relations with many parties in Sirius, including Deterrence and Brotherhood. Hence, we are very surprised by your insulting ultimatum to us. First and foremost we care about Nature and Mother Gaia, towards many we are neutral, even if they among themselves are hostile. Because I don't know if your little brain, poisoned by the nicotine you smoke during your transmission, realizes that it's worth having a neutral link sometimes even towards enemies. I'm also curious if the Elders leading the Corsair Empire realize that you are planning an attack on historical allies who still maintain positive relations with your country's two biggest powers.

As for ships, you won't get them, and as for access for your militias aboard Torshavn Space Port, you won't get a warm welcome, but we also won't shoot you first.

Without respect

Archcaptain Lilianne Daphne Rose

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FOR FUTURE, FOR NATURE - TRANSMISSION END

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[Black Sails]

Incoming transmission

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Recipient: The Gaians
Sender: Arthur Ortega
Location: Unknown

All right, listen up you pequeñas mierdas. I confess that I am struck by your coordinated response towards the Black Sails. Now that we've all gathered, sit back and take notes.

Ever since the Black Sails have returned to active duty within Bretonia and the Omegas, we've been on the watch on all Gaian movements in and around our area of operations, and we're nothing less but disappointed of your amante de las cabras kin, or movement, or whatever you consider yourself. Like some of the major Corsair factions, the Gaians failed entirely to capitalize on the weakness of Bretonia and became lenient. Even more, you have aspirations to make up a name for yourselves in the shipping sector! Nowadays, the only ones in which you strike fear is Bowex, as they're afraid you'll become their competitor. Grand mierda, cabrons.

Now, not that we care about your endeavors, but parts of it go against our interests in the region. You see, doing business with the Mollys has consequences on our war effort, and we can't let that continue, not like this, at least. A price must be paid. Our initial terms were stated in the previous transmission, we can continue from there, and be very much aware you can't climb any tree to avoid this, as we'll cut it down with you in it, and after bashing your skulls to the hard ground maybe you will wake up to reality and realize in what misery you live.

How can you fools complain about the attack on your convoy? Next time be sure not to scrap your all-mighty Panthers for shipping vessels, and such events will belong to a past age. It's yet another proof of your leniency that we can no longer tolerate. Have no doubts that any further transports heading towards Molly installations will be met with devastating wrath.
You mentioned the words historical allies, but I assume the mushrooms you eat hazed your mind. As of late we haven't seen anything beneficial coming from the Gaians to the Corsair Empire, hence the reason for our conversations. The Black Sails are committed to rekindle the Corsair-Gaian relations, one way or another.

It is for the reason, the Black Sails consider of an utmost importance to send a delegation to Torshavn to make a proper introduction of our guild. Once the icebreaker is concluded, we can revise the meaning of our historical alliance.

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[Madvillain]

Ah, so you’ve decided to show us the "Black Sails" way, have you? Most amusing. I must admit, when you mentioned sending a "delegation" to Torshavn, I didn’t expect a delegation of clowns. But then, I suppose I was being far too hopeful. You’ve certainly raised the bar for what passes as diplomacy. Now, do enlighten me, what exactly have you learned from this little escapade? Perhaps we should simply have a word with your Elders? Unless, of course, you'd rather we spare them the trouble? Next time, if you need something from us, don’t hesitate to ask. Though, I’ll warn you, the answer might still be "no" and it would be "no" in the most emphatic manner possible. I could hardly begin to explain the sheer absurdity of your actions. Frankly, were it not for the fact that someone has to play the sensible one and prevent a full diplomatic disaster, we’d be sending your Elders the bill for all the unnecessary damage your... "enthusiastic" crew caused. Take a good long look, and consider what might happen if you try this sort of thing again. I’m sure the next round of "negotiations" would be... quite the spectacle, wouldn’t it? In the meantime, do take care. It’s all fun and games until someone ends up with a very large mine to the face.

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[Black Sails]

Incoming transmission

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Recipient: Pequeñas mierdas
Sender: Ramiro Mondragon
Location: Battlecruiser Noche Eterna

Spare us of your nonsense, cabron. It would be wise to remember your place in society as a fanatic scientist and goat lover, and not a cruel warrior. Once this is out of the way, we can actually make some progress.

If you're fond of admitting, don't mind if I join in. We weren't expecting such fierce resistance from the likes of you, but there you have it. You went through a terrible panic to muster the pilots you did, and while the results were favorable for your cause, rest assured it won't end like that every time we meet. And be advised, our meetings will get a lot more frequent.

You see, the combined Corsair battlegroup dispatched within Dublin reported an unexpected event the other day. One of your herb-intoxicated brethren opened fire on the Corsair battlegroup, and that included on Deterrence vessels while supporting a Molly and Red Hessian combined fleet. I get it that you must be mad that we feast on goats while you keep them for pets, but extending this to other Corsair factions is not a bright idea. But, who are we to advise you?

And about the Elders, the way you keep their cojones in your hands makes me wonder if you have any direct connection with them. You do have a drop of Corsair essence in you. Regardless, be our guest to do so. In fact, Black Sails are more than happy to provide you with even more reasons to complain. Just sit back and stack the reports coming from your convoys, there will be plenty.

That being said, see you in space.

Cabra estupida

[08.12.2024 20:43:02] Black.Chrysanthemum: Courtesy of mister Ortega.
Evidence

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[Madvillain]

You stumbled onto Torshavn with all the grace of a drunkard on a tightrope, only to be sent scrambling back to the Omegas. Now you demand respect? My, how the standards of Black Sail diplomacy have fallen. Though I suppose you lot must distinguish yourselves somehow, even if it's as an object lesson in hubris. You accuse us of complacency, yet here we stand: our base intact, and our operations uninterrupted. Meanwhile, your "delegation" has returned with nothing to show for its antics except a tale of embarrassment. Perhaps you should focus less on speaking of goat herding and more on herding yourselves. That way, your Elders don't need to hear from us about how their unruly children are embarrassing their Empire. Ah yes, the Elders! Those whose authority you so enjoy invoking only when it suits you. Rest assured, we’re drafting a detailed report of your escapades. I imagine they’ll find it quite... enlightening. After all, I’m sure they’d appreciate knowing how their resources are being squandered on these little tantrums of yours. And as for your complaints about a Gaian ship attacking a Corsair battlegroup, surely even you can piece together the cause and effect here. A failed attack on Torshavn, one of our most prominent bases, and you’re surprised that one of our own decided to return the favor? What did you expect? Flowers and a handwritten thank-you note for your troubles? You should count yourselves lucky it was just one ship. Had we decided to make it an organized effort, you’d still be picking pieces of your battlegroup out of the Dublin asteroids. For now, I suggest you take some time to reflect. Consider what the Elders might say when they realize the only thing you’re rekindling is Bretonia's laughter at your expense. Perhaps next time, before you set out to play conquistador, you’ll remember your place. Until then, steer clear of Torshavn. You’ll find no sanctuary, no spoils, and no more patience for this charade.

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