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[Hone]

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Well I gotta IC 5k full o lovely H3, unfortnutly, a fekkin COUNCIL GB! Turned up an defended him! So I hadda blow im an t ore, shame, coulda used tha...

Oh an I rekon I'll chuck these lil pics in ere fer ye chuckle too:









Course I got a few more with t folks, bu those are t ones wi MY name on em, nice lil photos for my wall.

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[Hone]

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Oh ye another one:

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[Hone]

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Heh heh, Im reportin in a real good figh we had a while back. Had a crack a Wallace when it was still standin, an a FEKLOAD o BAF turned up! Oh we had a grand figh... rollin through t asteroids, beatin Bret BSs back, tearin down on t base, facin the surroundin squaddies.... An finally they go me, Bu I wassnae gonna go down wiou a fight! An so I jus charged them fekers in my explodin scylla!



An I didnea Die alone!





We los a bunch o goo ships tha day bu we hurt t fekkin squaddies too!


Hurrah! Free Dublin!

MOOOOLLLLLYYYSSSSS!

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[Hone]

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Well our ol friend Blodwyn was in trouble, outnumbered by brets, bunters, an those fekin exiles. So I jumped in t Bottle, an wen wi George t give er a and. Owever imagine my surprise when I see t Bret GB is piloted by a lancer no less!




Well I popped im good an proper anywa, an we won t figh:





bu ye better get it known tha Revenge is ostile, an set t defences t kill im!


Hehehe only jus fekin noticed, I fekkin killed im wi a fekkin moine! Hehehe "Bomber" indeed eh?!

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[Hone]

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Jus droppin in quickly t leave a report abou Official CR| attackin me an a reaver, t defend a BAF BS in leeds, before I ead out again. Also Lexa Tamas in tha picture is a ostile FL out f molly bounties.

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[Tyber.Zann]

I was runnin round Dublin jes seein what mischief was to be had when I come across these two baffers firin mortors at the Coin.


Wern't much I could do all by my lonesome, but I couldn't let em continue unchallenged. I parked me fighter on Arronmore and climbed into my ol' barghest. I'd no illusions about puttin em down... but I had to do sumtin. I first tried lurin em off by chasin some thievin BMM lads, but they were dead set on the coin. The only thing I could do was annoy em with snacs and nova's, volley after volley whilst they pounded away at the coin.


Glory be, if them fellas didn't get tired o' being shot by the like's o' me, and listening to my guff the whole time. The idea o' puttin up wit that for hours on end was more'n they could stomache. I thought fer sure I was in fer a good bit o' runnin, but in the end I think I pestered the fight right out'a them. The two of em just packed up and left Dublin altogether, pretty as you please. But for a bit o' fuel, quickly replaced I might add, the Coin was right as rain.

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Comm ID: Riley Williams
Location: Kensington Shipping Platform, New London
Subject: Delivery of Basic Alloys
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Captain Riley Williams here,

Made a trip with some basic alloys to Goldern Coin earlier today, cargo scans made by the dock master have been uploaded below. 5920 units were supplied.

[19.11.2012 09:13:51] Traffic control alert: GW|-Her.Majesty's.Rose has requested to dock
[19.11.2012 09:26:21] Traffic control alert: GW|-Her.Majesty's.Rose has requested to dock

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Riley Williams,
Captain of Her Majesty's Rose
Gateway Shipping

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Comm ID: Robin Cornell
Location: Kensington Shipping Platform
Subject: Delivery of Basic Alloys
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Robin Cornell, Director and Security Manager for Gateway Shipping.

Today I filled out the rest of the order for the Goldern Coin. According to my records, this only leaves the MOX that needs shipping.

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Robin Cornell,
Captain of The Platinum Wyvern
Gateway Shipping

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[prisoner98002]

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I be sitting in me ship, minding me business. BPA started ta harass me saying I be arrested. Fer nothing just drinkin me whiskey. Sitting in me ship thinkin about me luv that be gone.
Hahahahaha If ya believe that one Ill give ya all me good whiskey.
I be drinkin ya, I be sittin thinkin about her ya. I dont be minding me own business.
Ta make a long story short I was taken in to me second home. I killed one of the bloody BPA though hahahahaha. I escaped tha first time just ta be taken in once again.
Here be me loggs.
http://i1110.photobucket.com/albums/h459...reen25.png
http://i1110.photobucket.com/albums/h459...reen26.png
They be in code fer ya.
Ill be headed back to tha pub now.

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[Blodwyn O'Driscoll]

Dia duit,


Yeste'day, as we were ennoyin' d' squaddies after drinkin' some uisce, wun one dem officer stated dat in case some o' oos had tae eject frem aour ship, orders were goiven tae shoot aour pods, in space.

Can ye believe dis ?


Dunno whoy he said dat just in front o' oos, but he did , fer sure !
Guess he cannae agree wid dat un' wanted tae warn oos 'bout deir new policy, o' maybe he feared dat we could do de same tae dem.

Oy fear d'Queen's gone crackbrained, fer deym Brets won't gain anytin' good fer dat.
Fer example, how could dey get back deir own poilots oif dey ain't got aours tae exchange ? Do dhey tin' dey'll win dhe war runnin' aout o' poilots ?

And what 'bout oif everywun start tae know dat dhe armed forces are executin' proisoners o' war ? Ain't doses koind o' behaviours called war croimes ?


Anyway, ye should talk 'bout dat wid aour own allies dat ceased foire wid'em squaddies, fer oy bet dey won't stand still knowin' what dhe armed forces would do.Un' oy'm tinkin' especially o' de SCRA un' hessians.


Well apart frem bein' infuriated by dhis, oy 'm concerned 'bout dhoses among oos dhat are bein' help proisoners o' rotin' in newgate, fearin' fer deir own safety.
As ye may know, wun o' aour wing matey, d'good ol' Hone, 's been recently captured.And oy 'd be glad oif we could set sumtin' tae free him alongsoide some odhers o' aour best men un' women.



Wun last tin' lads un' lasses.
Ye may alreday be aware o' dhat, but dhe 'sars built some station in Cambroidge near dhe O-foive hole un' tis called Puerta del Diablo.So oy guess we got anodhe' threat tae handle, oy fear.



Slán agat !

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