To the TCG

[arvg]

Betrayal, there is no word uglier in our lexicon.

To betray a friend is to leave them out in the cold.

To take from their hands and embrace them as brothers only when they have something to offer.

You sat at my table, you looked me in the eye and you swore we were friends.

My people sit, now, alone again, the way that it was, the way that it should be.

As we speak elements of my Elite Fighter corps are burning your ships.

This is the beginning of the end for you.

You betrayed the wrong "Friend"

Run now, to the waiting bosom of the Corsairs...
for you know that Sephardi and Montoya,
the men who have usurped your will and have done nothing for you in the past,
they are all too eagre to exploit you again.

You disgust me.

To: [color=#FFFFFF]The not quite as moronic as yesterday... but still pretty dense muppets
Comm. ID: Commissar Leon Mendel
Priority: HIGH
Subject: Make them PAY

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A glorious sight to behold, stinking, fetid and vile are those that have betrayed the Revolution.

They lured us into a false sense of bortherhood, dined at our table in our most holy of holidays... fought back to back with us...

We even delivered unto them a collection of rare, expensive and dangerous alien artifacts... and for what?

For them to turn their backs upon us like we were some easy prom date, that the moment we gave up the goods, they could just toss aside, as they went back to their abusive Corsair boyfriends?

Not that Sephardi or Montoya will have them back...

Wipe the ground with them, show them what it means to be lovers scorned!

Teach them PAIN.

Leon Mendel
Commissariat of Public Relations

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