Ekky Z'Bang walked into the bar. There were a few scattered snickers from the people who knew why he was called that, but for the most part everyone was either conducting shady business or lying on the floor in a drunken stupor. Not that it mattered to him. His business was with a certain bottle.
He walked over to the barkeep and ordered his usual: One Satan's Whiskers, with a side order of information.
Nursing the cocktail, he listened to the chatter around him. Not a whole lot of useful talk though. When the barkeeper came back with the latest reports, he took it and began reading through it.
Interesting, he thought. Looks like them Navy boys got what was comin' to 'em.
He got to the end of the page and flipped it over to the role call of combatants in the latest battle. When he saw one of the names, he gave an involuntary flinch. What was HE doing in Liberty?
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.
