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I was doing my patrol when i saw Corsair~Avaro_Benitez. He was in cruise engines, i have shot 10 CD bacause the server had Lag, but i stoped him. I said STOP, but he opened fire. So he had fight, the fight has last for 2 minutes. He was dropping Nuclear mines, but he was killed by me:D HE IS DEAD.

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ID: Bastard Kevin White

Security: Low


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Greetings

Today I have patroled in Dublin, but there hasn't been anyone to carry Gold Ore to NY or NT. I have jumped in New London JH, and i habe been shot the Trade Lane, but i have been attacked by Exiles Kusari Destroyer. I have been lucky to escape. Then i went to repair in to the Junkers base, when he went to Leeds. Then i went pirateing to Manchester, i have found 2 guys. They are LN, Tobby and Deca. We have been waiting for traders but nothing. Then i was going home i have found one pilot, freelancer i didn't remember his name. I have said Stop, but he didn't, I have fired CD and i have stopped him. He was running, and i said that he will be killed if he won't stop. But nothing he didn't stop, and i have killed him. Then i have land on Arranmore to sleep.


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[Narendran87]

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[color=#FF6600]Communication ID : [color=#FF9900]David Watson
Subject : My First Encounter


It'€™s my first day as a [M]olly Pilot. I had just refitted the ship given to me and was roaming in the Bar at Arranmore listening to other molly people. I heard many rumors and I have yet to decide to believe them or not. While I was thinking over things, It felt to me that I needed to take a flight somewhere. As soon as I got out, I saw two corsairs, one being so afraid that he didn't have his transponder signals up.

The first thing the corsairs said was '€œMove out of corsair Territory and pay a million each ". It made me think over how the world fought over rocks and minerals losing more precious lives. But then, I remembered that peace is not an option and never will be one as long as the Greed governs '€œMankind".

Even though we were once '€œAllies " back in the exodus, making our escape from the communist regime united... War still ensued between the houses just making one thing clear "The War Nature in Mankind'€ will never fade off. Of course war is never really an "option" either. So what else is the option?

I returned to my sense to find some kind of Communication Problem was present and it was making my ship Uncontrollable. It was either my " Lack of Knowledge" in ship models such as these or some error done during re-fitting. My ship was damaged heavily and had to retreat with the feeling of " my first failure". I have my ship checked up as I do this video log.

[font=Brush Script MT]In Arranmore,
David,
Your Newest Recruit.

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[color=#ff9900]ID: Recruit Kevin White
Target: Mollys
Security: High



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[color=#ff9900]Today i was patroling in Dublin and i saw liberty transporter at the gate, called `abis`. I have asked him to pay me $1.000.000 pass. He didn't want to pay us and i have killed him. Then someone called `Inquisitor|Kadet. He want to fight us with my friend, and we manage to kill him. Then other Inquisitor|V.Vikernes with Bretonia Bomber attacked my friend, when i was at Hood. I went to the gate and i sayed defending my friend. I have killed him. Then i went to Cambridge. I saw two sairs and BPA. I have killed the 2 Sairs. Then i have killed my blody enemy, BPA, because when i didn't want to fight them and i didn't know to PvP, they we're killing me.



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[color=#FF6600]Communication ID : [color=#FF9900]David Watson
Subject : My Time in New London

I was still grossing over my thoughts of previous encounter. I could not sleep much. It was then I received message from my ship mechanic that my ship was checked and some problems did "exist" and was not easily fixable until they " received " the Components and Hull Panels which they have not been supplied for weeks. It made me think about "unfairness" of it. Mankind discriminates its own species. The worst of all evil. Or perhaps not. If Mankind learnt to treat people "fairly". Maybe that was the answer to the " riddle of war " of our cause. I shuddered remembering yesterday's encounter. The "Corsairs" had come to Dublin only to enjoy the gold themselves. Maybe " Greed " is also something that makes wars.

To clear my thoughts, I took my ship to a ride. I saw a " Jump-gate ". The first one in my life. I have heard of them from my mother and in flight school. But the "miserable" molly life did not let me to have a trial Jumping sequence. So this was my first "Jump" through an Jump-Gate. I had only read a book about it. I tried to remember the pages and without "any supervision" I decided to jump. Of course I had a little fear that something might go wrong, but "that's" the nature of Mankind. You know what " I blacked out during the jump". I guess that might be the effect of using an Jump-Gate. But I didn't Feel dizzy or anything. So I guess Jump-Gates are safer than Jump-Holes.

So I started my piracy run in New London. Of course as an Recruit, My Success was not much. I pirated a Bretonia Train. In fact, he was ready to donate to our cause. He wired me 2 million credits. More than money I have ever seen in my whole life. You know our life are not so easy like House Citizens living in New London. Waking every morning, Eating " Luxurious " Food, Going to their " Boredom " work wearing their "Shiny" Raincoats. Molly life was something Miserable, but always I considered our lives " better " than a normal Citizen. We have a Noble cause to fight for. The miserable life we lead are just like investments a " Investor " invests in a Business. Its just different in the way that it's not Business but a Way of Life. A life that does not have us waking every morning in the midst of Pollution, Corruption and Exploitation but having us wake in the midst of Freedom and Equality. A Life where we feel at home, enjoy the warmth of love and Care of the government.

I was flying around trying to find more " Traders". I did find one. But seem it comm systems were broken down. But When I did not even receive a "Distress" Signal, I was forced to shoot him down and salvage everything useful. I dropped down the scraps of the ship at Trafalgar where I got some money out of it. I wired everything to the [M]olly Cause and was returning back to Arranmore Base where I saw the corsair that " Claimed " the gold field as theirs. I was forced to fight him. As my lack of knowledge in these ship-lines came to aid him a lot. The Comm bug came to act again leaving my ship Un-Defended making it damaged. I had to flee back to the " Arranmore " Base, the " Source of Hope".

When I returned, my thoughts were still going on. So what evil does reside in "Mankind".

"Everything" was the only answer I could think of.

[font=Brush Script MT]In Arranmore,
David,
Your Newest Recruit.

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[Govedo13]

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Full Name: Bo.Littl
Ship Name: Various

Friendly Casualties:

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Hostile Casualties:

• Many
  

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Oi Lads
Michael ya bugger- damn good job today damn good job ya safed our arches. Billy ya too. Only I sux flyin da big baby but I promise I would improve, damn it is nice to be back.







That's was from Dublin today. Since long time home was not so busy or infested with enemy ships. Damn buggers they got war to fight and does not leave us alone at our home, fire can purge em for good.
However da more interestin thing is the Holo stuff that I managed to rob from one OC&C vessel.



This thing is amusin.
I even arranged delivery for most of da pilots. Damn this thing is really close to da real thing, ya just need to adjust it right. However in order to rise da spirit of the pilots there is always a price, since we cannot pay much in credits or gold for pleasures we would leave the OC&C vessels to fly around our space untouched for 4 weeks in exchange they would deliver a lot of those for our pilots and fo our entertainment bars. I am hopin the deal would be worthy and the fellows would enjoy da new toys.






I would report more soonish.
Bo Out.

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Official faction players that are often accused of elitism, never deploy them and have those weird, immersion killing "fair fight/dueling" suicidal hobbies. (yes, i've seen enough of those lolduels, where house military with overwhelming force on the field willingly loses a pilot in a duel. ffs.)

[Charos]

'Ello there Mollys,

You didn't miss me much did you? Well, I've returned, returned to the Mollys. As the newly appointed War Councilor, I will have to update some orders for the combatant Mollys. Every Molly must have atleast 1 Greyhound and a Werewolf. Greyhounds are the perfect gunboat or transport escort fighters while the Werewolves are excellent for assaults at corporate convoys and solo patrols. With the many developments in Bretonia, we must stay vigilant to counter anything that threatens our existance as free Mollys.

So I'm hereby, asking Molly transport captains to gather the following goods, to finish the repairs of our pride, the Old Faithful. These are the materials we're short of:

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• Basic Alloy - 15.000 units
  
• H-Fuel - 15.000 units
  
• Super Alloys - 5.000 units
  
  
• Robotic Components - 10.000 units
  
• Ship Hull Panels - 6.000 units
  

We must make haste with the resource arrivals, so there'll be a reward for those that complete each delivery.

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Remember our fallen, we are the Legion.

[Kuduka]

Communication ID : Billy Jones
Subject : Them matherials we needin'

Ya said ya needin' stuff to be transported back 'ome, and here it is. Damn traders didn't know what hit 'em. I guess we be fixin' the old girl quite soon.

'ere's the stuff I got to Foyle:

Round 7000 Ship Hull Pannels - guess we gonna have some spare in case we need ta do some repairs
3000 Super Alloys
4200 H-Fuel

'ere are some pictures:
[~1~] [~2~] [~3~] [~4~] [~5~] [~6~] [~7~] [~8~] [~9~] [~10~] [~11~]

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[Kuduka]

Communication ID : Billy Jones
Subject : Them matherials we needin'


More good news, lads. It'd seem I was able to find some mo'e Fuel fo' our li'l birdy.

I got us anotha' 6000 units o' H-Fuel.

'ere's some pictures I got of em: [1] [2] [3] [4] [5]

Now with da stuff delivered, I hear there be some kind of reward ? *smirks* There be some nice rum?

I be sure to take some more cargo to da shipyard if I can.

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[Charos]

'Ello there Mollys,

I am delighted that you worked so hard on getting these supplies, kudos to you for being brave Mollys. Those who participated will receive plenty of credits to do what he desires.

On to the next subject. Our long-time friends, the FTU have decided to build an installation in New London. Your orders are to assist them in whatever they may need, be it resources of protection. I am well aware that building installations without permission from the Goverment is an offense and Bretonia or hired thugs will attempt to destroy it. Move now Mollys! For a free Dublin!

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