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[Hone]

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*CptHone of the Mollys*


Hit the DHC Ore Convoy tday, as Ye can see, we cleaned up, bu there was this one Junker salli tha chose t attack me in dfence o t DHC! Wha we gonna do bou tha eh?

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[Joneh]

>Incoming Transmission<

Sender ID: Tyler Nicholls

Ahoy, I heard Frederick O'Connel needed help in New London against those Baffies, so I decided to come and help him out. As soon as I arrived, I was able to see the usual. The Baffies were hiding behind their bases and capital ships. But I tell ya something, even their cat games won't help them. I destroyed the fighters and took O'Connels pod with me, who unfortunately received a critical hit from one of the capital ships.

They will have to find new tactics, if they want to survive. Hiding won't help them!

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That should be all.

Tyler Nicholls out.

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[Nicolas]

Transmission source: Arranmore Base, Dublin
Transmission ID: Frederick O'Connel
Transmission receiver: The Mollys
Transmission begins:

Oi fellas

Went on another tour today, at King's Cross I found me one of that BMM fellas, platforms there punched me pretty hard so that one slipped through, another one showed up in a Surveyor though. Seems they`ve been tought some tricks by the BAFers, his hiding and hugging skills were remarkeable. He got brave when one of the Queen's clowns showed up though. Was his last mistake.

[25.08.2012 10:53:44] [M]-Drunken.Lullaby: Score!
[25.08.2012 10:54:09] [M]-Drunken.Lullaby: Time to pay up lad!
[25.08.2012 10:54:41] BMM-Hull: Bain: Pay for what?
[25.08.2012 10:54:57] [M]-Drunken.Lullaby: For ma blood alcohol level.
[25.08.2012 10:55:00] [M]-Drunken.Lullaby: I need a new bottle
[25.08.2012 10:55:15] BMM-Hull: Bain: They why aren't you paying for it?
[25.08.2012 10:55:25] [M]-Drunken.Lullaby: Beause I want your money.
[25.08.2012 10:55:28] [M]-Drunken.Lullaby: Now pay up lad.
[25.08.2012 10:55:32] [M]-Drunken.Lullaby: Let`s say 1 mill...
[25.08.2012 10:55:41] BMM-Hull: Bain: That's a pretty expensive bottle
[25.08.2012 10:55:50] [M]-Drunken.Lullaby: I`ts more than one
[25.08.2012 10:55:57] [M]-Drunken.Lullaby: I drink a lot.
[25.08.2012 10:56:09] BMM-Hull: Bain: Ah, its the hospital bills
[25.08.2012 10:56:18] [M]-Drunken.Lullaby: That too, aye.
[25.08.2012 10:56:52] BMM-Bard.Black: Oh my god
[25.08.2012 10:57:09] BMM-Bard.Black: Let me help ya
[25.08.2012 10:57:39] [M]-Drunken.Lullaby: Bring it lad.
[25.08.2012 11:01:44] [M]-Drunken.Lullaby: Pathetic...
[25.08.2012 11:03:41] BRF|HMS-Westminster: Aidan: Well, well. What's going on here?
[25.08.2012 11:03:50] [M]-Drunken.Lullaby: Just a little playtime.
[25.08.2012 11:11:30] [M]-Drunken.Lullaby: Fight like a man ya coward!
[25.08.2012 11:12:35] [M]-Drunken.Lullaby: Pathetic, just pathetic...
[25.08.2012 11:17:03] BAF|LtCdr.Jim.Barnes: So what's going on here?
[25.08.2012 11:17:22] [M]-Drunken.Lullaby: Those Miners are pathetic...
[25.08.2012 11:17:28] BMM-Bard.Black: Pathetic?
[25.08.2012 11:17:33] [M]-Drunken.Lullaby: He doesn`t want to play with me.
[25.08.2012 11:17:43] [M]-Drunken.Lullaby: Just hiding the station. Really a bad boy.
[25.08.2012 11:17:52] BAF|LtCdr.Jim.Barnes: Miners? I'm more interested in what you are doing here Molly ?
[25.08.2012 11:18:00] [M]-Drunken.Lullaby: I want to play with the Miners.
[25.08.2012 11:18:13] BAF|LtCdr.Jim.Barnes: Shouldn't you be playing with Corsairs around the O-49 jump hole?
[25.08.2012 11:18:23] [M]-Drunken.Lullaby: Nah, they bore me.
[25.08.2012 11:19:32] Death: BMM-Bard.Black was put out of action by [M]-Drunken.Lullaby (Mine)
[25.08.2012 11:19:36] [M]-Drunken.Lullaby: Boom!

Baffers continued the good old hide'n'hug game then. Until a cruiser showed up and got ma ass...
Tyler got ma pod back ta Arranmore though.

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[Dane Summers]

Full Name: Fion' McGee
Ship Name: [color=#99FF99][M]-Eochaid

Friendly Casualties:

• None
  

Hostile Casualties:

• None
  

Brief Description:

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I tel'ya, If'dar be one'ting I loik, It's dishonest work, fer'a fat payday!

So'z, Lemme tell'ya, caught a couple'a'dem IC diggets, loaded to'da 'wales wit' burpy gas. See'in as dis fella Jean 'ad help'd wit'da catch, I split tha' cash - a take of 80 mio in pure moneh.

Kep' stallin with dis "were broke, honest!" story, til' I put snackers int'a hull - da' got 'em t'a cough up da' green.

Zoneys and IC, a'sittin in space - best'ta not get uppity when'a got guns in yer' face.

Yarr, Jean did good a'roight!
Guacomolo sounds sair t'a me...
Zoney space booster
IC 'n Zoneys, sittin' in a tree - j. u. m. p. i. n. g.
Burpin' gas
Yeh yeh yeh, papers'n shoite
An' more burpin gas

Whack follol de rah!

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[Tigger]

Well, there I was on the Saint Peter gettin' ready ta run some simulation drills with the crew, but when we undocked there was 4 baffers that got themselves lost into 'Derry. There was 3 bret funboats and a templar right outside Foyle!

Once they saw ole Saint Pete cast off the mooring locks though them baffers cut an run like hell. Got one right off the get go who went down so fast to the mortars the guncam failed to capture it. His armor must not have been mounted because it was tractored in intact after the baffer kerploded. The others jumped to Dublin and I got another right after, who tried to run into the sun. The other gunboat and the templar ran like hell and left their bud high and dry. Such cowards, leavin' their own just ta die and not even tryin' ta help. Michael_the_3 came round to try to catch them but them baffers was long gone.

If this is the new breed of baffer comin' out of the academy, then our war for independence is soon to be won.


Cyndie


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Derry 1
Derry 2
GB ID
GB Kill

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[Yber]

Incoming transmission

PRIORITY: From zero to none.
ENCRYPTION: Medimum
IDENTIFICATION: Recruit Harael "Sad" Siderae
SOURCE: Arranmore Base, Dublin
SUBJECT: Action report



A modulated voice with lack of emotion speaks.


Yo' there. I've just had my first cookie.

While exploring New London, I met an IC transport. Filled with industrial materials. So yeah, I pirated it. As he refused to pay, I forced him to dock. There was an annoyin' dessie bugging me while I tried to work, so I called a bit of backup. He's dust now. There was some Kusarian Exiles bomber. He's scraps too.

Guncams attached:

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An hour later I was back in Dublin. The scanner detected the pressence of 2 contacts, Sails. After a really short firework they were forced to leave. For some strange reason the gunners of Coin fired a razor upon my greyhound in the worst moment. So yeah, I'm still trying to fix my engines. Being an engineer has it's advantages. The guncam was damaged during the fight, that's the reason of the lack of pics.

Tranmission over

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[Yber]

Incoming transmission

PRIORITY: From zero to none.
ENCRYPTION: Medimum
IDENTIFICATION: Recruit Harael "Sad" Siderae
SOURCE: Arranmore Base, Dublin
SUBJECT: Action report



A modulated voice with lack of emotion speaks.


What's up. Got another report to make, after the quick repairs of my greyhound.

So yeah, let's get started. First of all, this has been the stragest day of my life. While patrolling in Dublin, I met... yeah. Guess it. A Colonial Republic battleship. He told me that he wanted miners, to loot them. Jesus. He was told to get lost, and his response wasn't anything but blasters. Hone came on a barghy, so the captain decided to FINALLY leave. However he had opened fire, so we followed him and made him dock in New London. I still don't get how something that big can dock that fast.

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Afterwards a random spatial tried to silently assasin me. He's dust.

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Later, some IND barge showed up. We letted him sneak out, at the same time that we dealed with some gunboat captain who was in the middle of the teatime.

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[Yber]

Incoming transmission

PRIORITY: From zero to none.
ENCRYPTION: Medimum
IDENTIFICATION: Recruit Harael "Sad" Siderae
SOURCE: Arranmore Base, Dublin
SUBJECT: Action report



A modulated voice with lack of emotion speaks.
Harael again. I know, I know, you're getting tired of me, but I don't care.

So yeah, reporting in. The first incident is related with the captain Hone, aboard of his Scylla. He was trapped on the lane by a destroyer and a baffie on a brick, I mean templar. By the time that we arrived, Hone was almost down, however he managed to space, and he's probably repairing his cruiser now. The dessie and the templar are dust. As it wasn't enough, a last gunboat showed up, being quickly put out of service.



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By the time we finished those guys, a Dunkirk poped up from nowhere. So we poped him back to that place. He was forced to dock with a lot of damage.

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And the sweetest part for the end. An IC transport, filled with Gold Ore. STOLEN Gold ore. I couldn't afford that. We inmediatly told him either pay the price that he owned for that gold, or drop it as a whole, in which case it would be redirected to Dublin. He did drop it, however he blasted it. For that reason we opened fire on him and forced him to eject.

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[Evo]

.:Incoming Transmission:.

--Encryption Level--Moderate--Decrypted--

.:Comm ID--180.Proof.Glory--Location: Battleship Hood, Dublin:.

--Displaying message..

'Ey, got some IC| lass flyin' a train transportin' a load 'o Helium-3 in New London. Popped out th'lane t'see she was gettin' pirated, sat there 'n laughed at 'er a bit, then blew 'er up when the nice Scylla was done wit' 'er. Scylla's name was CptHone, we 'ad some laughs after all was said 'n done. One less IC| in Sirius, feheh.

IC|Atlanta goes bye-bye

After that, ah tried t'get someone t'come pick up the Helium 3 someone dropped when an HMS destroyer popped up 'n said 'ello. Ah pointed out t'him 'at I 'aven't been doin' anythin' wrong 'n paid him some money fer usin' a Gallic civilian ship. Better'n 'avin' to get a new one, innit? Transport arrived 'fter 'e left, with the HMS close behind. Ah distracted 'm 'n kept 'im CD'd while the transport got 'way. 'Fter that, we tried t'snag 'im, me 'n CptHone, but 'e got away 'n docked on Southampton 'n the nick 'o time. Identification papers comin' through shortly.

Lucky baffer by the name 'o HMS-Tottenham

.:Transmission Complete--Terminated:.

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[Yber]

Incoming transmission

PRIORITY: From zero to none.
ENCRYPTION: Medimum
IDENTIFICATION: Recruit Harael "Sad" Siderae
SOURCE: Arranmore Base, Dublin
SUBJECT: Action report



A modulated voice with lack of emotion speaks.

Yeah. Me. Tryin' Werewolf out.

At first, I decided to look for corporate dudes in the lane to Manchester. I met one guy, and after a short talk, he told me that he'd kill his boss and contact me in 2 days. Was a funny encounter. I left him without any tax, as I felt somehow affiliated with him due to his "slavish" condition. No guncams were taken to not let his boss track him.




Some trader came when I was guarding the Dublin lane, as he refused to both, stop and say anything, I blew him up.

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Afterwards, an AI vessel came across my way. It didn't do any sense at all with his toasty speech, and after he tried to go to Dublin without stating his business, I blew him up.

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At the end of the journey, an IC bison crossed paths with me. While we were talking, another one showed up. Then again, while I tried to tell them to turn around and forget about supplying their base, a brick, I mean templar, showed up. Then everyone fired upon me. I fired back, and made one of the bisons almost go down, however the other one fed it just before an ION storm got him. As it was magical, an IC bomber showed up aswell, and they reached their base. I almost downed the bomber before the swarm upon me forced me to eject.

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