ID: Officer Ryan Cooper
Subject: Patrol Report on 28/09/817
Guncam images attached.
My patrol was quite busy, but most of the time, the problems were solved by rather themselves or some Navy or LSF help by the time I got there. There was one guy however, who was on the wrong place in the wrong time . I was doing the last run around New York, when I got reports of a "civilian" shooting on anyone he finds ...
As I got there, I asked "RHEINLAND", since this was the guys name, or rather nickname... not like I care... Anyways, I asked him to halt untill I scan his ship and so on. Not only he didn't stop but shot a civilian starflea which was just flying by ... From that point , he went closer , he started firing upon me. I didn't ask anything else, and put him out of comission. Eventually not everyone thought it was the good thing to do, but I belive that was the way to ensure Libertonians safety.
It's my sad duty to report the loss of another Officer today. An Officer by the name of J.D. Masket.
Yesterday while on patrol, he strayed a little far from the regular patrol routes and ended up in Kansas. I told him to get out of there, but he entered a strange cloud that scrambled his sensors and his ship lost power. I set course for Kansas to tow his ship back to base, I figured the jump hole he took must have knocked a circuit loose in his Liberator. I instructed him to divert power from his shields to his engines and reverse out of there... That's why things started to go south. He started behaving strangely.. seeing things in the lightning flashes of the nebula. He said his ship started to move on his own. I tried to calm the kid down, told him he was just being paranoid.
Once in Kansas, I located his becon and headed to his location, and decended down into the strange pink cloud. It made a mess of my sensors but I still had a lock on his location. In the distance through a lightning flash I saw a massive structure.. and Masket sat right in front of it. I've only seen something like that once before in my life... back when I freelanced the borderworlds. I figured it was just a ruin. As I approached, J.D. fell unconcious and the Liberator began to move again, it passed through the centre of the structure and disappeared completely. I wasn't going to let him go, though, I followed him through..
It was an experience like nothing I've ever felt before. The sheer speed of the jump threw me back into my seat, where ever this thing was taking us.. it was far - far away. We emerged in a pristine whitish blue system.. if memory recalls correct. The kid's ship was drifting off into the distance sideways, I managed to slow his ship to a halt, and bring J.D. back to conciousness. But his Liberator acted as if it had a mind of it's own.. it began to move at cruise speed towards the distant asteroid field. I fired cruise disruptors, but they had no effect. The kid was screaming for me to save myself, but I didn't want to let him go. I yelled for him to eject.. but he disappeared from the edge of my scanners...
The system was filled with radiation that was slowly eating away at my hull as I searched for sign of the kid. I stumbled across an unknown contact... as it came into visual range, I recognised the ship. One of those 'morphs' that have been showing up in Liberty recently... I guess it was curious, so it came closer. I demanded to know what they had done with the kid... it didn't respond. It began to fly away again, and so I pursued the ship along a series of strange alien structures.. it almost looked like a trade lane, but it was inoperable. The alien lead me down the path to a jump hole at the end. I threatened to crush it's life out if it didn't give me back J.D. .. I don't know if it understood me, but it knew I was a threat because it retreated quickly. Once again my Disruptors failed and I was left with nothing... The radiation was slowly eating through my hull, so I risked taking the jump hole, see where it lead me. And.. much to my surprise the jump hole deposited me straight into Pennsylvania. Though, the flight back to Philadelphia station was certainly a long one. I docked and made repairs before returning to Fort Bush. I checked over my flight data and navigational systems, but they show no record of the Jump Gate or the unknown system. I'm unsure whether or not I would be able to retrace my flight path at this point.
I fear with this knowledge.. it might be safer for me to disappear into the Omicrons for another few years.
My whole entire patrol for the day consisted of parking tickets. That's right, parking tickets. The crowd at Manhatten was so big that I had to give out a whole entire parking ticket before people began to leave!
Seriously. A parking ticket. Can't people learn to follow parking laws and get proper parking permits? Apparently not.
ID: Officer Ryan Cooper
Subject: Patrol Report on 05/10/817 and 06/10/817
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Report on Patrol, 05/10/817
My day started like every other, flying around Liberty, looking for badguys. After checking a few systems, I got info on a dirty talking Xeno, just above Planet Manhattan. By the time I found him, a Navy bomber was already present. Subject was XA-Cobra, flying a Civilian Bomber. I asked XA-Cobra multiple times to leave. By the time, a Navy gunboat arrived and opened fire on the hostile bomber. Unfortunately, the gunboat pilot was unexperienced (or I don't know, maybe drunk) but he shot me more than the Xeno ... Eventually, we lost the Navy bomber, but managed to shoot Cobra down. (Final shot laid by me good lil' Vengeance guns).
After this, another Xeno apeared behind my ship and took me unprepared. My Libberator wnet down the drain, but at least I got one of 'em!
Report of Patrol, 06/10/817
I took off from Planet Manhattan and took a look around in New York. Navy pilots informed me on a possible Keeper in the system, so I begun searching for the ugly squid. After some time, LN officer Mike Ypsilantis found the ugly one and engaged after failure of communication. LN pilot Andy Doggent arrived to assist and I joined in as well, but after multiple collisions with the Nomad , to evade the risk of infection - ever since the Libberator is not Nomad resistant, or at least I don't know about it - I fell back to a safe distance. The Nomad was taken care of by the LN, no harm was done to civilians.
Ryan Cooper, siting at his desk, starts writing a message, trying to be the shortest and exact possible.
To: Chief of Police Matt Myers & Deputy Chiefs
From: Officer Ryan Cooper
Subject: SWAT application
After spending quite a bit of time in the "force", I would like to apply for a place in SWAT teams. I don't know if there's an empty place for me to fill, if there is, I'd be happy to take the place and serve the people of Liberty the best way I can.
Paperwork filed on Ft. Bush
Patrol Report by Officer Steven Taylor
I began my night at Ft. Bush as usual. Since the new bomber weapons were finally ready, I flew to Illinois to pick them up, equip them, and test them. They seem decent. I am now equipping 3 EMPs and an Energy Cannon, not that different than my 3 Debilitator, 1 Magma Hammer loadout before the upgrade, other than the damage and energy usage. I discovered that I can fire all 4 16 times, and still have just enough energy for a Supernova shot. On that note, I have a Mini Razor that needs to get put in the armory before some Rogue or Outcast blows my ship to bits.
While in Illinois I ran into Officer Tiger, who was sitting on top of a large amount of Platinum. He asked me to guard it, and I didn't ask any questions. Two LPI transports, the Tuscon and the Forrest City came and scooped up the Platinum. They decided to take it to Newcastle to aid our Bretonian allies. I flew back with them to Ft. Bush and picked up my Libby. I received reports of a Red Hessian Cruiser in NY, but left the Navy to deal with it. We also ran into a few Outcasts, but managed to slip by them.
I escorted them as far as the Cortez Gate, before ending my patrol on Planet Los Angeles.
All in all a quiet night.
Signed Officer Steven Taylor
Taylor.Davis - Zoner - Osprey MkII based off Ames Research station
Dekishima-Maru - Zoner - 'Pelican' Armored Transport co-owned by Taylor Davis and Fumiko Kimura, based off Ames Research
Alex.Reed - OS&C - Firefly based off Planet Curacao
' Wrote:Ryan Cooper, siting at his desk, starts writing a message, trying to be the shortest and exact possible.
To: Chief of Police Matt Myers
From: Officer Ryan Cooper
Subject: SWAT application
Chief Myers, after spending quite a bit of time in the "force", I would like to apply for a place in SWAT teams. I don't know if there's an empty place for me to fill, if there is, I'd be happy to take the place and serve the people of Liberty the best way I can.
I'm waiting for your response!
With respect: Officer Ryan Cooper
Jim stared at the sheet of paper that had jumped off of his desk and bitten him in the face. At least, that's what he claimed happened. He'd been rooting around in his secret drawer, trying to reach the last bag of candy and swearing himself blue that he'd tell someone to do something about the fact that he was almost out. Someone had the GALL to toss a sheet of paper onto his desk, of which a corner jabbed him in the eye as it slid across. Vowing to massacre whoever it was and their family, cousins, second-cousins-thrice-removed and all of their pets, he glowered at the man who stood quaking before him.
Wiping the nonexistent bit of blood from one eye, he scanned the page quickly, then dunked it in his coffee and began to chew.
"Uh...sir?" The kid stared at him, mystified, as Jim finished off the paper.
"Ain't had no donuts today. Best thing so far." He grunted and turned back to his computer.
"But...sir...what about my request?" Poo...No, that wasn't right, Coo, better, Cooped? Coopes? Croup? Cooper. Maybe.
"What request?" Jim wanted nothing so much as to return to retrieving that bag.
"The one...on the paper...that you just ate." Jim stared at the kid like he had just said that his mom was coming to give him lunch.
"Food? Oh, wait, that. Whatever." Jim glanced around the room, looking for something, anything, to eat.
"Is that a...er...yes, sir?" Jim's eyes fell on the kid again like a ton of falling rubble.
"Depends." His stomach growled.
"On what, sir?" The kid started to edge towards the door.
"On how fast you get me some food." Cooper about broke the sound barrier getting out.
Jim sighed and tried to reach the bag of candy again.
Approved...I guess...Get me some donuts or something....
Zealot Wrote:Just go play the game and have fun dammit.
Treewyrm Wrote:all in all the conclusion is that disco doesn't need antagonist factions, it doesn't need phantoms, it doesn't need nomads, it doesn't need coalition and it doesn't need many other things, no AIs, the game is hijacked by morons to confuse the game with their dickwaving generic competition games mixed up with troll-of-the-day.
' Wrote:Approved...I guess...Get me some donuts or something....
*As Cooper ran out of Jim Markeys office, he went straight towards thelanding pad when something made him stop... "The donuts !" ... He changed destination and headed to the donut shop. Anmost kicked the door in, and started?*
-Hello there, I need an express delivery to the LPI, to Deputy Chief Jim Markeys office! And don't even think about saying you don't have donuts today!
-No problem sir, should there be a message to the donuts?
- Hmm... *Cooper got a piece of paper out and wrote one word on it : "Thanks!" Than he gave the paper to the shop assistant * This one... And I hope you know what's the Dep. Chief's favourite...
-Sure we do...
-Right , 1 box from those and make it quick ! Here's the cash, get going. I'll do the same, time to shoot badguys !
*While shouting this last line, Cooper rushed out of the donut shop and headed to the landing pad again.*
Then we had to decide what to do with the ship. LPI-SWAT-A.McTavish[U] decided we should take him to Illinois.
I thought we were going to take the Jump Hole, to avoid to much attention from members of the public, but it seems they went to the jump gate...
Then once we got to the Jump Gate, the LNS dreadnought Hyperion and the LNS battlecruiser Columbia turned up.
After a bit of discussion, we jumped to Colorado, I led the way to Denver, the dreadnought remained in Denver's high orbit, while we continued to Illinois.
The station started shooting at it, and had the cruiser's hull down to half by the time it was out of range.
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