Well, here I was, with a damaged (Almost crippled) Immortal Hunter, heading back to Phoenix Shipyards for a re-fit and repair, and what do I get?
An OPG and a regular Corsair demanding I stop for a scan. Now, you are some of the few people in Sirius I don't shoot on sight, and when I'm told I may be smuggling (Excuse me while I titter) in a DREADNOUGHT and therefore need scanning in Leeds no less... well, it's a bit of a pain.
Next, I'm told that I'm "in the way of the corsairs divine destiny" or some bullcrap like that. Now, I've never really talked to you lot, but you kill the same people I kill, and so I thought "heck, let's leave each other alone." You hate Bretonians, I hate Bretonians. You kill tons of people, I kill tons of people.
Capiche?
Anyway, these corsairs decided to take it into their ignorant thick skulls to attempt to destroy me. My gunners shot down the Praetorian in a heartbeat, and the titan soon fled.
So, all you succesfully proved today is that your bomber pilots need serious training, and that most of your squads of troops need a few IQ points shoved into their oversized egotistical heads. Preferably painfully.
I hereby offer the idea of a ceasefire between us. Pretty much everyone else hates me, and I might aswell have someone to wave at instead of shoot once in a while...
Whether you ignore this, answer this or merely shove it where the sun don't shine, I really don't care. I'll check this transmission again in 2 days time.
Thus spake the man who could not destroy a Titan flying around his dreadnought within 500 meters...
You are the one who has corrupted your once sound body and soul with the disgusting stench and taint of the Outcasts with your "reconstructed" Immortal Hunter. You claim you want peace... You claim that you wish only to wave at the Corsairs...
Yet, you spit at us by wearing the colors of the Outcasts. You insult us by lying through your teeth... Not an Outcast, yet you have such a penchant for their designs, architecture, and weaponry.
I spit on you, hypocrite.
My words are not representative of all Corsairs...
...but as I told you earlier, you are but a rut on the road that stands between the Corsairs and our ultimate destiny. My people are destined to rape Sirius for her riches, goods, and resources. You, your Outcast cronies, and your hated Bretonians, are all simply unnecessary elements before us.
- Esteban Serrano
Quote:[7:42:05 PM][6:51:36 PM] Igor (Smokey): btw terry
[6:51:48 PM] Terrance Cooper: Ye?
[6:52:00 PM] Igor (Smokey): nothin
[6:52:03 PM] Igor (Smokey): just sayin btw
[6:52:05 PM] Terrance Cooper: <_<
Quote:Johnny_Haas: you shot anti criuse speed rockets!!!
Johnny_Haas: but why????
Johnny_Haas: ??
Johnny_Haas: why you shoot criuse speed rockets?