Steal to Survive.

[Bass_masta992]

I always thought being a pirate would be 'cool.' Roaming around doing whatever the hell I want, as well as living with the thought of being a badass. What good this whole thing has been. I can hardly set foot in Liberty anymore, much less anywhere near a lawful outpost without getting shot at... Hard to believe they'd get so worked up over a guy flying a ship like mine. I don't even know the day. Or year. I've managed to encompass 34 million credits from a big string of independents, but that hasn't done me any good since most bases wont sell me a damned thing now that lawfuls are putting their nose into other peoples business, at least, more-so than usual.

Tomorrow I begin to look for people. People in the same position as me. Maybe they just want to live on the edge, maybe people have nothing else to turn to. Regardless, the only way to survive now is strength in numbers. 1 Roc has done enough to keep me up to this point, but imagine 5 of them, we could stop entire convoys, and pirate the escorts...

I guess this is still fun. Everyone else in the world is stressed in their own way. The poor are hungry, weak, desperate. The rich have impressions to make, lives to fake. It's all hard work. How would I know? Well, you have to be rich first to become poor. I didn't start out this way. Geez, this sounds like a soap opera, doesn't it? Lets change the subject a bit...

Hows your life on the low road been? The names Behr, by the way.

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