Perhaps you will take a closer look at your system logs while I have recieved your message, senor.
I was in the system of New London trying to at leaast grap some stuff while your., senor, well send your message from a very 'comfortable' location.
Si... si...
Talking about me and comfortable locations.
Continue like that and my foot will enter a location in your comfort zone.
Clearly you do not know how to adres a warrior.
You hide behind a transmission , are you a real hombre?
*sighs* My amigo Mejor should beat some sense into you,
or I will.
You don't want this comprende?
*Drunked Mejor looks at two sairs arguing in Bar, then look at notice board*
Hmm, what the hell is this....*pull out his gun*...who is that bloody gringo sent a notice to Senor Machete... *Bartolo hide behind Alexi*
Alexi is that you.....*some lad shouts "its Bartelo"* You ladies, I want you both to give respect to other fella sairs.....*teared up that notice bartelo*[/color] You are far away to be called as senor,*someone shouts "call him senorita"*
*Shut up...* so senorita *bah*, get some Brentonia scums to call you senor....dont point guns on my amigo's....
Learn something from Alexi......
*looks towards machete* leave him senor, he is a kid who just jumped in Titan & getting trigger happy... *Berny enters the bar along with Anibal...*
Now cut this rubbish here...get some Vodka for me & others...
Next time my gun will speak to teach you.....
I heard mis amigos talking about some kind of notice to Machete. They mentioned an honorable duel, but now Machete tells me that you slander over his name for no reason, asking for some type of execution. Finally, I see this notice.
Executed? Listen to me, rat. Since you like to talk big and spit on people, asking for some kind of executions, before you even think of getting close to Machete, you're going to have to go through me. I suggest you show your face in front of Crete soon, so I can blow away your ship, tear out your heart and feed it to my dogs.
If you don't come by your own will, I'll start searching through every corner of the Empire until I find you myself, you little sniveling coward! And trust me rat, I'm not like you. I can actually back-up my big mouth. Hopefully Machete doesn't slice me up for humiliating you before he does it himself.
Someone trashing senor MACHETE clean name?
Not on my watch, nonono, senor.
You'll die, and i'll use the remains of your body to clean the hull of the Fes.
It needs a good scrubbing.
Just like your mouth, carino.
[Transmission Terminated]
[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
COMM ID:Brother Dante 'Ocultado' Castro TARGET:Everyone who's said things here. SUBJECT:So much noise
Senor MACHETE, I know we all like to create some noise from time to time. I'm honestly intrigued... what did you say to him? I hope it had the class that I'd expect.
Anyway, a man who can't take an insult with a smile, a laugh and a returned favour, is no man at all, to my mind. Insults are not to be insulted by, they are to be respeonded to in equal measure. But you can't do that if you're pissed off by the opening gambit, si?
Brothers, sisters... I have an idea. Lets turn this channel into our very on wall of the profane. Present your best insults. Gift them to one another, respond in kind. Award points for pure inventiveness.
You should learn from your papi and mami mistakes, senor, so try using some birth control.
Like, cut it off to be sure.
Make a salada.
But be sure to clean yourself afterwards.
[Transmission Terminated]
[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