Juan Montoya was on a short visit to Crete, to pick up some things, for the patient lying back in Atka station, under the care of the doctors there. While gathering things to take, such as a recent history and explanations of recent events in the Brotherhood's history, he overheard a new Corsair song being sung jovially across the area surrounding the Brotherhood bar.
Upon inquiring as to the origin of this intriguing song, he was led by a young Corsair to the bar, where he saw brother Felix handing out make-shift scripts of the song.
He approached and tapped Felix on the back, who turned around, quite shocked, but at the same time with a smile on his face.
"Hermano, I must say, that song... Its very good!"
'I am glad you like it Juan, heh.'
Juan's face became serious.
"In fact, I like it so much, that I am requesting you formally, that this song become the anthem of the brotherhood!"
Juan's face relaxed again.
"So, whadd'ya say, hermano?!"
Montoya gestured to the bartender, and spoke out loud when he approached.
"Provided there are no objections, amigo, the drinks for everyone will be paid by me!"
The crowd was braced for a favourable decision as Felix considered his options...
Felix smiled broadly, "I am honored that you like my song so much and, it would please me to no end to know that my song became the anthem of the Brotherhood!"
He quickly gave Juan one of the scripts and, accepted his drink gratefully. While sitting and drinking with his friends and brothers he thought to himself, "and awsome ship, the best friends any man could dream of, my own song as the anthem of the Brotherhood. This has to be the best day Ive had the pleasure of living!"
Some say that he is allergic to a fungus found only between the toes of Corsairs,
and that he is oblivious to 98% of Liberty Law. All we know is... He's called the Busdriver!
Open Transmission...
To:TBH Message Center
From:Brother Banderas
Today is a great day for the Corsair nation!
As I awoke from my slumbers I heard reports of Outcasts incoming from the Theta jump hole. Three of them, worse yet they were chasing our brother of the Benitez family, Jose. I went to help, fully expecting to be overwhelemed, I wasn't. Two Sabres and a Scimitar light fighter Vs. two Titans. The first one I engaged fired a canonball missle on a joust, then flew right over as I laid a mine...bad combination. The second went down from eating some nuclear material. The third and final, the Scimitar, learned this formula. Light fighter+ Mini Razor to the cockpit=Bad combo.
Three down at the hands of the Corsairs, and no casualties...VICTORY!
---the Metzger was in Minor, and needed desperately to get to the omegas...between her and there was Gamma, and the corsair homeword of crete...the captain new what had to be done and he ordered engines full, and they went through the radiation cloud in Gamma...which was perfect timing....
::a quick transmission, almost near the frequency of the radiation was sent in the direction of Crete for the Elders::
Elders, HE knows about the Wretched, and the Wild and The Nomads, but he doesnt know how or why. I do not know how long I can stall him before he takes matters into his own hands. Two Wretched were made and he did not even know it, he thought their mind simply froze up and he had them destroyed. Elders, this man worries me, he Ran out of prisoners, and begain infecting his own crew with the nomads to gather more information. Such a man that would do that to his own people, bears careful watch, I do not know what he plans, I am not that far into his confidence, but I am fairly sure what he is capable of. And I feel for the first time in a very long time, something near fear. He may take what we have done, and use it for something more sinister than even we can imgine. I reccomend we capture this gunboat soon, and see exactly what this captain knows, we have stopped at Freeport 5 for ressuply, we shall be here for a bit, I will attempt to pass another message along through a zoner if possible to you before we leave. I request your assistance Elders, I volunteered for this posting, but I may not be able to finish this alone.
::The data transmission ends and only the background radation can be heard on the radio as the Gunboat enters the Omega-41 System::
Since lessening my flight hours to deal with other duties and to attend to a certain matter in Sigma 17, I have become quite rusty in terms of flying skills. Today, Zavier Benitez was narrowly beaten by myself in a training excercise 3 - 2, and I feel this must be rectified.
However, the first step towards this rectification was yesterday. Alone, I returned to the old tactic of loitering in the heart of enemy territory, presenting myself as an easy target. Two independant Outcasts and a Nayhiya rogue stepped up to the plate simultaneously, and all ate a mini razor. It was evident that none of the pilots had a proper armour upgrade installed, though, as the mini razor tore through their ships.
Loitering a bit more, a 202nd Outcast came to clear me out. We exchanged some verbal banter, and started a long fight. I must admit, the dual sidewinder's that the pilot, Santino Malvasi, scared the life out of me... almost anyway. The fight was very close, but in the end, my mini razor made more lands than Santiano's missiles. Thank goodness for countermeasures. Santiano's fighter became dust, and I saw the life pod eject. Considering my options, I chose to leave the pod floating, as many wings of Outcasts came into view at that point.
Moving into the cloud, I was joined by Globalo, and we loitered a bit more after destroying the Outcast patrol pursuing us. No more targets showed, so we returned to Crete and gathered our forces for an attack on Bretonia.
After an unlucky ship, Sirius|Union, donated some money to the Brotherhood pilots, myself and Sephardi, we proceeded to Cambridge with Cristiano Vega and Carlos Custodio in tow. There, we met two Bretonia Police Authority hussars, which engaged.
Severe electrical storms forced us to disengage, stopping our offensive. But, we will reassert our authority in Bretonia soon.
End Transmission.
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Juan sat back from the communication console, and reviewed the anonymous transmission, which had a very odd wavelength. More odd, was that this person and Juan were definitely on the same page of this fiasco.
I am sad to write this message but I was contacted by one of our ships in the omega region that he was attacked unprovoken By one of your operatives who I shall not mention in this message because of privacy reasons.
If these unprovoken attacks continue we will have to respond in a less friendly way
Best regards,
Dalilama
on behalf of the Jupiterguild
There used to be pictures here
once known as Richard Farbridge, OBE and Ronaldo Benitez
Comm ID: Juan Lucendez
To: The Brotherhood
ID Trace: Freeport 9, Omicron Theta
Displaying...
I ventured into Alpha today in order to test the Outcast scum, something I haven't done in a while. As expected, they had to overpower me in order to beat me down. First up was an RoS named Vengence in a bomber. Naturally I started to win and he ran, intercepting me was Gotfried in his Sabre. We battled for what seemed like several hours before finally he called in back-up. I forget his name, but he was a member of the 202nd fighter wing.
All in all, I'm finally getting some down time here on the Freeport while I get a ride back to Gamma.
//End Transmission
"The thirteen saloons that had lined the one street of Seney had not left a trace. The foundations of the Mansion House hotel stuck up above the ground. The stone was chipped and split by the fire. It was all that was left of the town of Seney. Even the surface had been burned off the ground.
Nick looked at the burned-over stretch of hillside, where he had expected to find the scattered houses of the town and then walked down the railroad track to the bridge over the river. The river was there."
Me and brother Asno Muleo have encountered a really crazy Freelancer. He ignored all our attempts to stop him from docking at Crete. His name Chief_Crazy_Horse speaks for itself, but we still tried to find a peaceful solution by persuading him to leave Gamma.
He kept saying he was hired by Corsair Goverment to kill Bounty Hunters. It would maybe make a little sense if corsairs did have one. But he didn't stop and continued by saying that he again spoke to our government (that existed maybe only in his head) and that brothers of our Brotherhood are all traitors and we should leave.
I am not sure who he really spoke to, most probably it was the bottom of some whiskey bottle or maybe he just had too much and he's gone crazy, I don't know. After some time stopped communicating at all so if somebody finds a drunk Freelancer in the Crete's bar, please send him by the nearest shuttle to some Zoner base before he get's harmed.
Teresa out.
If I die, I forgive you, father. If I live we shall see.....Teresa Chavez
Hola sister! i meet this pathetic drunk freelancer in gamma today, and when i start to talk with him his answers was realy bad, from his words he work for corsairs and we are traitors. And that are words, that are not good to say to corsair in corsairs space. So in the end, me and some brothers send his escape pod to the neares jumphole. I hope that someone find him after very long time.
Hola Brotherhood, I have most disturbing report to be made. While I was supporting our beloved artifact economy, a group of three unrespectful, poor excuses for corsairs, threatned to destroy my ship. I was bareley able to get away by paying them a hefty bribe. This was twenty klicks from Yaren Base, Omicron-Delta. Corsair ships involved were HUNTER, Cairo and Metalhead. I have no idea who gave them corsair transponders, or even worse one of our few dreadnoughts, but something has to be done about this kind of behaviour.
I had a word with the shipwright at tripoli, he knew nothing of such corsairs, so i suspect the dreadnought and two gunboats were stolen or gained in some other shady way.
I hope the Brotherhood can act in my revenge.
Nina Red
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My primary char: Jose El Nino - Corsair Elder captain of the SS Greenhawk
Currently Inactive due to pursuit of life long dreams, will be back...*edited* As promised am back.
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