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[Malaclypse 666]

Comm ID:[TAZ]Benny.Hill
To: Open Space

Alas I suppose Eris has her reasons, however baffling to my own mind it may be.

And that's why it's called "Bafflin'", Pope Benny. As a consolation prize, please scratch your name on those two nice missile tubes I had ya hold yesterday. I'll get some replacements.

Still waiting to hear from the [TAZ[William.Stephenson. Hope he doesn't catch a cold without his new Robes.

Oh, and I've been contacted by yet another Supplicant. Can't reveal his name at present.. I think he's on the run from sombunall legal entitiy.

Oh, Oh! And I also got a real scratchy long-range transmission from our long-lost Pope Cidd! He lost the Wanchu.Pinchu in a poker game; but you may also see him up and flyin' again soon.

I'm now moored in orbit of Toledo, in case you three lucky winners need breadcrumbs or vouchsafing to Lisbon. I've also got a kilo of our remaing Canarian Gold as a gift for Admiral Malacos. Sure be glad when the plants from the Temple domes are ready to harvest.. we're runnig short on the old plantation's bounty.

Reggie, if you're listening, let's meet down at Doc's ranch and discuss rebuilding the Veranda, just as a backup for the biodomes. I am reminded of a quote from those ancient Discordian prophets, the "Furry Freak Brothers". To paraphrase: "Gold will get you through times of no Flax better than Flax will get you through times of no Gold".

Any reports of raunchy renegade recalcitrants to share? Hope not.. I could use a few days at Port Canaria. Don't worry, Doc, I'll give you plenty of notice, so you can get dressed.. Har!

May the Blessing of Eris fall gently on you like rain on a parade,

Mal

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[Chucc]

Message To: Anyone who will blasted listen...
COMM ID: Cid
RE: Poker

Now, most of you know me and my prolific drinking habits. Now I have to tell you mates, drinking is dangerous. I've been reduced to scavaging for fruit and stream water till just last night. Our Lady, yet Again saw fit to save my hide from certain death. Or undeath as you may. ::Waves the thought away::

Now Eris has twice blessed my mangy butt, or maybe cursed it
::Scratches his head briskly, then continues down into his unkempt beard, and up behind his ear. Finally pulling a small bug out and promptly popping it into his mouth. Cid seems to realize he was in the middle of a thought, much less sentence...::

Oh, yeah... maybe cursed my hide she did, but I'm here and still kickin'. So know this my brothers and sisters, and you young popely ones. You see my nice new starflea flyin by ya better howl out a "Hulloo" or I'll be boardin yer ship and confiscating all your booze and Gold.

Goodtimes are coming just as soon as I get my flea loaded up with supplies. Now to figure out how to pay for said supplies... Heh. Details, its always the details that get me. Well, I'm off to the pub, see if I can scrounge a crew and enough to pay my docking costs and I'm heading for home. See you's all when I sees you.

Cid out.

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Looking into returning, maybe.

[Cmdr. Blaine Chara]

Comm ID: [TAZ]I.K.S. Vor'cha

Now, now, Cid, what's so bad about drinking. If it wasn't for our Blood Wine, well, our lives would be, well, boring.

Matok

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[Seth Karlo]

[Incoming Transmission]
[ID: Saker]

Me and Child 3 are on our way to pick up our Hathor gunboat now.

Hail Eris!

[Transmission ends]

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Signature by Sleipnir.

[Apex]

Comms ID:[TAZ]Benny.Hill

Kallisti !

Seems Eris has been kind to me after all. Kudo's. joy joy. Fairly peaceful in Delta, Big-Bully has made but a few brief appearences. Minor has been without any relavent happenings and the trade lanes have been somewhat quieter then Norm. Benny's currently playing good ol' sink it with the primates while refitting, them things just cant seem to figure the game out for the life of their wallets. Warren.Peace is still aimlessly wondering around, still haveing problems gaining the proper respect with our Guard that he needs and time seems to just keep ticking away. in the end hopefully Eris will be proud of him.

Til we cross trails...23's Benny out.

[Joggin]

Comms ID: Pope Mad John Rackham
On Board:The [TAZ]Zen_Clipper
Location: Gran Canaria

Hey! Now! Thanks to the MalOrder Accord I've been putting on me space boots to go and fetch a brand new, warrantied Hathor, straight off the Order production line. Thanks to Eris, the chance to do this was luckily given to me, although I know there was others, just as deserving and interested in the opportunity.

Anyway, Mal gave me the escort outways from Baffin to The Order stronghold and after some diplomatic negotiation I was allowed to land and purchase the Hathor.

Thanks to the Acccord Mal had developed, The Order were more than helpful in providing an escort all the way back to Gran Canaria, good job and very welcome, 'cause the ship lacked accessories to defend against serious attack. As it happens...minor skirmishes with the Jellies and some other enemy patrols were quickly resolved by the Order Escort Pilots who worked hard at their mission throughout.

In particular I'd like to thank these Order personnel for the help and time taken give to me:-

117th|Litany.of.Fury
The.Ghost
Order|Ophidian

Count on me if you ever need a favour mates!

Pic of us on the way to O49:-



Now, to set this baby up.... Anyone any ideas about loadout? I got two Order Turrets and two Razors as a starter.

Any good advice welcomed.

PMJ

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[Chucc]

Message To: Mal
COMM ID: Cid
Vessel: 'Gull' Transport

Greets bossly fella. I found me a friend;y enough loanshark, got me a small loan, just a mite 10 mil. Got me a little Gull and set off for my 'Robes' in the Tau's and Bafflin. To my jolly surprise there wasn't a second bribe to be found. Wonderin' here if I'm being nixed for my untimely reappearance, or what. So I'll be slowly beating the doors I need open donw and pushin the Amulets to the newborns and green pilots of the Pennsylvania District. See you out there.

Cid out.

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Looking into returning, maybe.

[Malaclypse 666]

Mal to "Pope on a Rope" Cid:

Follow the Tsar to Bethlehem. Offer up three gifts: Gold, Amulets, and Flax. That should do it.

Mal to the Systers Y:

The Prophet Wilson once heard an unconfirned rumor of his own death. He stayed home for two weeks without contacting anyone. Finally, the Prophet Leary called him and advised that the rumor was false. Therein lies Twoof.

Mal to "Luci Cannon": Tick tock.

Mal to all Popes: Report to the Temple Scribe, and review your records. Amendify.

Then, report to Security. Meditate in group. Consensufy.

And finally, there will be NO mounting of Light Mortars aboard your Whales. Nuff said.

Eris Loves ya! (I'm learning to..)

E-Prime

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[Kyte_]

Without any fanfare or nuttin,

Fyre and I are back to our normal routines... Mynx is also working out her ship woes.

I was accosted by some fella named .:j:.Spacedust but blew right past him, at the NT/Kushu gate. Fyre went to have a look and spoke to a high ranking member of the J Congress. Fyre gently suggested, after parking her Corvo off NT, that the Zoners, TAZ and most specifically I was not to be accosted again, lest she open her own hunting season, which I believe she would do if pushed. Mynx of course, being who she is... an unaffiliated Zoner, might just have to take an active interest in such matters. Never could tell the youngest Y sister much. She tends to march to the beat of her own drum. However, she is sympathetic to TAZ and is there for support... in an Non Official Capacity....

So any acts of piracy against TAZ or other Zoners will be addressed. That is my understanding.

Love n' Lustre,

Kyte

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[Malaclypse 666]

Comm ID: Mal

See, folk? Post someone's Obit, and they wake right up!

Welcome back, Y Sisters!

The Robes have changed a bit, so read the fine print on the labels.. don't want them to shrink and bind now..

As to dealing with Cabbages, if they violate the Pentabarf in Bafflin' then weps free. Otherwise.. ahem.. Fyre.. the general rule of opposing thumbs is: Diplo first, then veins between teeth only if that fails. Gotta keep that Chao spinnin' as smooth as possible, eh?

Now, to the Junker matter. Seems they have a very green and ambitious recruit whose zeal exceeded his brain cell count momentarily.. all smoothed over now.

Goddess missed ya! 23's!

Mal

P.S. Who needed those remaining Order bottle rockets again? I've slept since then... meet me at Tombstone. M.

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