...sitting in front of the terminal, scratching his....drinking scotch and space cola Max Guff types up a quick message to the Jokers.
"Hmm....I launched from Curacao today to check if anyone was in need of an escort service and found out that my reputation was all screwd up. Have you been playing with my personal data? "
-"Oh...", he took a big sip of a warming drink, "What I am going to do with them?". Seems like trying to reason with those bunch of cowboys is pointless. Another big gulp went down his pipes. I have heard a rumor that somewhere in the outskirts there are some cool toys for sale. Perhaps I should ask around and see for myself what's cookin' out there? A phat cigar jumped into his mouth...gulp...yeah...a big smoke ring flew out of his mouth and slowly drifted across his living quarters. "Hahahaha, at least the air is still free", he said out lout. Let's wait for the response, then I will plan my actions.
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