Mr_3ppozz

[Mr_3ppozz]

Neural Net Log Update.

After weeks of trading and waiting for the cash to flow in, he could finally buy himself a Large Train, the first run from Newcastle to Honshu wasn't a easy one. He found himself in an ambush by the corsairs. Luckily he just bought a Large Train with some firepower and he blasted them out of the skies.

When he arrived in Honshu he got so fed up with all those attackes on his freither, that he ordered a Liberty Very Heavy Fighter, so he could get back at them. He also made a decision to join a trading faction for better protection. After going to a crash course on Company rules and meeting with the President of the Sirius Transport Service, he decided that they are just what he was seeking for and joined the STS.

Back at Battleship Missisipi he got his new VHF, and started to hunt down all the outcast he could find. With every kill he made, he felt better and better. Finally the revenge he was waiting for....

Suddenly he looked around and found himself somewhere he could't place.... *where am i* went through his head. Looking around in every direction, there in the distance he sees something, something small. He decided to go in and find out what it was, when he got close enough, he couldn't believe what he was seeing, it was a planet. Getting closer and closer until he could see a docking ring. After landing on the planet he found a new save haven for himself in Planet Gran Canaria, so he got himself a upgraded shield, some extra armor, and went back into space.

On to the simga 13 system, to see if he could find some Wild pilots to blast out of the skies.

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Trying to make a life in the Sirius Sector

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