Reaver Merc. Co. Recruitment

[Silver]

Hmmmm.

[color=#FFFFFF]*Puts the cigar away*

[font=Tahoma]***Closed message to Lach***

Nice flyin'.

Good nose.

I like it.

You're in.

*Laughs*

By the way. You gonna be.. Innuendo Reaver..

[font=Tahoma]***Closed Message to Sue***

Sue with dick.

Man.

I like you already.

[color=#FFFFFF]*Smirks*

Your parents obviously hate you.

You're sh**faced already.

And with a will to kill.

Plus i got your record in Liberty.

Damn, man. You like to be busy.

Come on in.

And bring your liver. You'll need it.

Silver.

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[8:32:45 PM] Dusty Lens: Oh no, let me get that. Hello? Oh it's my grandma. She says to be roleplay.
[12:12:00] Traxit: this is smut stop

[Pig_Pen]

*** OPENING COMM SYSTEMS ***

*** ENGAGING VIDEO LINK ***

*a tall man can be seen, a cigarette in one hand, a glass of whiskey in the other*

Now why ain' tha' f***in' thing workin!?
Oh! 'is?
well then lemmes jus' send ya ma infos...


Name: Darren "Combine" Keene
Ship type: Ahoudori - T-833-GB Kusari Explorer


All g'd!

Tha'd be Darren speak'n. Since i 'eard 'lot 'bout ya dhe feckin' las' time, oi was wonderin' if yah c'd need 'noth'r hand, ye?

So maybe ya wanna know s'me more stuff 'bout meh? HA! I dun' care if yah wun' i'm gonna tell yah anyways!

*he laughs and lights another cigarette*

Yah see, i was born at Pitts, NY, fath'r from Pittsburgh, moth'r from Graves, Dublin...grew up, was detained, worked in a factory, was detained, didn' get 'noth'r job, was detained...'n BING! I thought: "Lad why dun' yah gonna do s'methin' witdh ye life? Why dun' be a merc?" 'N tha's whe'e i met yah guys...'n oi thought, damn tha'd be best, eh!

Aft'r me was workin t'getha witha Mollys me was beein' detained 't Newgate...jus' if yah's guys kno' tha's. Jus' 3 Years aft'r thus, i's been able ta flee from Newgate 'n found s'me new friends on Montezuma who'se helped me outta the'e. Now i'm sitt'n 'ere...

So lads, 'ere i'm be

rest of tha' procedure 's you's

*he throws the cigarette 2m to his left, directly into a small box*

HA DANG'IT!



Darren out...

*** CLOSING VIDEO LINK ***

*** CONNECTION LOST ***

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[Abuzar]

Opening Communication Channel
Link Established...
Transmission Sent...

Vessel identification : DEA

Afternoon. My names Lucas walther , btw call me DEA, an independent contractor. You are probably wondering how I came upon this channel. For several years I worked in the rather "shifty" business of Liberty Rogues, so communication channels are not much different. It has proven rather useful in tracking down targets as a matter of fact. Regardless, your organization is a rather interesting one, one that I keep hearing about and have taken interest in.

My mercenary work over the past few years has earned me many names, none of which I would repeat in a public room.


But, Revolver is what some refer to me as. I hear your company makes more then I could ever hope of earning within a simple week. I'm sure you can infer as to what is on my mind. I am looking for new work. I wont waste your time any further with my lifes story, I rather let the guns prove their worth. So, i'll be looking forward ....

Link Established...
Ending Transmission..

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[-=XTF=-]-DHC-[M]-K'hara-[RHA]-|RR-IMG

[Breeze]

[font=Arial Narrow]Subject - [color=#FFFFFF][font=Arial Narrow]Another Message from you favourite lil Peach!

[font=Arial Narrow]Message Follows...

[color=#000000][font=Arial Narrow]
So as I was saying before this bloody Ion Storm hit!... I was a Big Mac, Fries and a Regular Coke. You got that you Dirty Jammy Doughnut excuse of a Lettuce?! Huh?! Have you?!

[color=#CC66CC]Hang on. This doesn't look like the McHellalds order form! What the Peaches is this?! Where am I and what have you done with my order? I'm hungry you know!

What's this? Credits? Lots of them? You mean so many credits I could buy all of my peachy friends back? Oh my goodness me! What a day that would be! I could have my love... Peachy Pippa back in my fruit basket! Oh those were the days... Ughhh.

[color=#FF0000]But anywaaaaay! I want Credits! I was Peaches! I am Peaches! Whatever you want done, I'll bloody do it! I was born on a tree you know! Not many people know that but it's true! I really was! Did I mention I was Peaches? I think I did but I'm not too sure! So what's your name? I'd like to know your name and where to sign up! I looooooooooove credits!

Now my old chums ain't gunna be happy that old Peaches is leaving the fruit bowl but hey, this Peach was made to make money! Why do you think I sold Taco's on the Ravager for a while? Oh dear, did I just mention the Ravager? Oh no here I go again... Ignore me! Well don't, read everything except from the words Ravager! Yes! Oh no here I go again... Waffling on again!

But anyway... I want credits! I like killing! Revenge kills for all of my peachy little friends... Devoured by those heartless blighters! They make me sick!

So yes! Peaches in and out!

Wait no, just out.

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[Silver]

Gentlemen.

[color=#FFFFFF]*Puts the cigar away*

I am pissed. O-49 party hasn't commenced yet.

[font=Tahoma]***Closed message to Combine.***

You're in.

Combine.Reaver, k?

[font=Tahoma]***Closed Message to Revolver***

No.

[color=#FFFFFF]*Smirks*

Don't like your ongoing mojo.

[font=Tahoma]***Closed Message to Peaches***

Frack, you're in.

You're just my kind of crazy.

Pinata.Reaver will be your thing.

Dunno.

Maybe we'll find out later.

Hit Lisburn Rock. We're there.

[color=#FFFFFF]Silver.

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[8:32:45 PM] Dusty Lens: Oh no, let me get that. Hello? Oh it's my grandma. She says to be roleplay.
[12:12:00] Traxit: this is smut stop

[Curios]

..:[Signal Received]:..
..:[Transmission Started]:..
..:[Encryption level: HIGH]:..

.. Open Video Channel ..



.. ID: Mercenary, Remilia Scarlet ..
.. Location: .. Freeport 1 ..

.. message begins ..

Howdy gentlemen.

SURPRISE!

Anyway, I'm contacting you here over this particular channel not just for sweet talks but because of business.

Business <3

I was soaring the skies for some quiet a time already and I feel like getting lonely and ennui is getting more and more over myself. So, today, when I was spending time in a bar with a cup of tea (delishizzz) I came up to the decision which is in one way or another looks good and serious all along.

I would like to join some mercenary company. Some Reaver Mercenary Company to be accurate.

I believe we can contribute to each other a big time so I'm interested to know about the procedure.

With regards <3

/Signed Remilia Scarlet



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[Silver]

Remi..

*Smokes*

Well, you don't need any kind of intro's.
Your name is known in the market and we went to 'sair duck huntin' in Gamma together.

*Smokes*

Having you around promises to be fun.
We got some contracts needin' some death and some fat clients pocket needin' some thinnin'.

*Laughs*

Get your things to Lisburn, i'll tell the bay chief to sort you out.
I'll be at the bar, or outside shootin' some flyin' paycheck.

Kisses,
Silver.

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[8:32:45 PM] Dusty Lens: Oh no, let me get that. Hello? Oh it's my grandma. She says to be roleplay.
[12:12:00] Traxit: this is smut stop

[Curios]

..:[Signal Received]:..
..:[Transmission Started]:..
..:[Encryption level: HIGH]:..

.. Open Video Channel ..



.. ID: Mercenary, Remilia Scarlet ..
.. Location: .. Freeport 1 ..

.. message begins ..

Aha, Miss Silver. Pleased to hear from you. I'll be on my way to your location shortly.

Will be fun eh? Especially if taking the previews experience into account.

*smiles*

And huge pockets are so good to travel down our way.

With regards <3

/Signed Remilia Scarlet



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..:[Transmission Closed]:..

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[Linkero]

|[Transmission Open]|



To: Reaver Mercenary Company
From: To Be Determined
Subject: Target


Who do I have to kill to get into this place? After you figure that out, figure out my new name too.


And where the hell is Zod so I can get this damn kneeling over with?! I have business to take care of, like killing my first target....




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[NixOlympica]

[font=Franklin Gothic Medium]Dear To Be Determined,

I suppose you think I have a time to run around prophets, seers and local bordellos to look for your name. I suppose you think I have nothing better to do.

So I think I have found out your name.

It has to be "Totally stupid" if you really think that.

Either stop wasting our time and spit off why do you think we should hire you on a different position that Silver's personal toilet cleaner or piss off.

With so much love it could make you sick

~Lach<3