Heh. If your ego gets any bigger, Sir, it's liable to pop. Then where will your "people" be?
I won't speak for the whole of Inverness, but allow me to clarify a few things for ya:
As far as my collegues & I are concerned, you are welcome to rule your people as you see fit, but that's as far as it goes. You are in no position to dictate squat to anyone else & in no position to be taken seriously. As it stands, you seem like nothing more than a narcisistic, draconian nutbag.
That simply doesn't work for us. We've been there before & we find it...irritating.
Now, buried within all that piss & wind you spouted, there was a tiny glint of some common ground that could possibly be tilled between your people & mine, but you gotta get over yourself if you expect you and yours to survive Inverness
We are willing to live & let live & go about our business...If you would like us to take you on as a client, we may be able to work something out that could benefit us all...if not, just stay out of our way & don't ever try to pull those whackadoodle jackbooted fantasies of yours on us
When we first heard of you, you were a group of settlers escaping in beaten-up ships from a very powerful and terrifying enemy, who found refuge in our territory. You asked for help from us, and we were willing to help. Now, you say you lay claim on our territory, you call us a contamination, and you want to establish a republic and laws in a system that is already claimed by a House and has its laws.
As I see, your "claim" contains planet Forres. What the hell are you thinking? We already put millions of work hours to make that planet a habitable settlement. We built things there. We have people there. Are you threatening our people down there? I suggest you rethink your action very quickly, or you will have to escape yet again with your rag-tag fleet.
I really hoped we can establish a friendly relationship with your people, but it seems you do not want that.
UPDATE
I got word that you have been carrying out discussions with one of our members, and you will continue to do so and hopefully come to a reasonable agreement. I hope it will go well.
CommID: Rika Hunter
Location: Liberty's Finest Pizza and Arcade, or Astraea's bed in a cat onesie. I'm still not sure.
Encryption: Flowers. What now.
The only thing driving me is a love for pizza, the color pink, kusari cartoons (possibly involving tentacles, I'm still deciding on that genre and it's overall affect to the concept of 'anime' and if feminists are right that it does breed a sort of derogatory view of women, as well as girls particularly schoolgirls, as well as procreates a sort of mentality that assists with the breeding of rape culture in the public, but we're not talking about tentacle monsters and schoolgirls in dark alleyways yet, right?) and unpredictable teenage hormones kicking in, and Astraea's amazing oppai.
Dunno what this wealth and property drive is, I just want pizza, pink, and cartoons. So I have no clue what you're preaching, but good luck I guess. Oh, and your pizza will never beat the Colonial Republic's. That CR Pizza Hut is the bestest EVER IN THE ENTIRE UNIVERSE!
Also, if you put anchovies on pizza, you are an insult to humanity and deserve to step on a Lego. A bucket of them.
PILOT ID: Admiral of the Fleet - Evyn Wildcat - [On Medical Leave] LOCATION:Planet Camrbidge - Wildcat Residence DETAILS:".....No....." COMMENCING VISUAL:
To Sir Sparrow.
I may be on forced leave from HQ, but I think that with all the hullabaloo about in claiming Bretonian territory without even speaking a lick of sense to those who already call the system home, many of my comrades and subordinates are most likely either shaking their heads in disgust, or Admiral Hall is choking on his afternoon tea from laughter.
If your lot had come to make an accord with us first, we would have more than likely be willing to discuss terms, now, I'm quite sure that wont happen.
Don't make me go against my doctors orders to get back in the saddle and join the rest of the the lots thinking of showing you the best part of our uniforms. The tip of our boots in the arse.
I highly suggest your people come to the table to talk before I take my post back and let Admiral Hall and O'brien use your head personally for a dart board.
That is all.
-"If we do not learn at least one thing a day....Our minds turn to stupor"- Kyle Sparrgrove -2005
We regret to inform you that Kyushu-Tomioka Alliance, being bound by Kusari-Bretonia Trade Agreement, is unable to recognize your state, as it would be in conflict with Bretonian Law concerning Foreign Trade. As it is stated in the Bretonian Law Codex and on the Kingdom of Bretonia's star charts, Inverness is labeled as territory under the Crown sovereignity.
*Tim Finnegan glares into the screen, frustration furrows his brow*
Oy.
Lissen 'ere, lad.
Oi just received a comm from me Gordon patrolman, Jack Hanover o' th' Fist.
Attach't t' this 'ere comm were some guncam images, aye.
Seems ye were th' one wha' fired on th' bloody Gaians, midway through negotiations. *leans in close*
So, boyo...
...who be th' ruttin' terr'rist 'ere?
Keep oot o' me bonny Inverness until ye've prop'rly negotiated wif them wha' controls th' space.
*Finn is distracted by a nav officer handing him a tablet*
...'ef Oi werenae bloody busy t'moment, Oi'd be comin' doon yer throat 'boot noo.
Ye'z need tae learn a peck o' respect, Oi figgers.
Wake oot.
.:j:.
Congressman Tim Finnegan
Clan Chief, Gordon Junkers of Inverness Coileach an Taobh Tuath
You started the whole agression against our Republic estabilishment we wanted to be neutral and peacul but you maybe dont understand from that.. Also that ingame thing? What to do stay and listen worthless words and at the end to get killed no ty. Stop pissing off! Terrorists.