People like you make me wish I carried a fully loaded pistol. Seriously, who the bloody hell gives a communications terminal to a uh...two year old? And Bunnies? Come on...they couldn't hurt anything.
John Blake leans back in the comm chair checking the latest barrage of messages . .
"Hmm.. lets see here . .."
"Payment due . . . Second notice Payment due . . . Final Notice: Payment due . . . "
"Enter the Liberty Lottery to be a billionaire . . ."
"Hear me now Sirians, and hear only me" . . . Hmm . .John reads the message
"Hey Charlie! Get a load of this!" . . .
Charlie stops his duties for a moment and reads the message on the neural net transmissions monitor..
"*Pfft!* . . You got to be kidding me?!?" Charlie exclaimed
John replied, "Nope, I didn't make this up . . . . My best guess is some kid just joined up with some radical group and is full of piss and vinegar to conquer the universe . ."
"Yeah", Charlie replied. "Lets see if he has all that enthusiasm after a year or so . . ."
John deletes all messages on the comm screen and logs off "Hey, we got enough loot for me to get at least half way drunk and fuel the ship?" John asks
"Maybe." Charlie replied. "Closest base is Beaumont. You still need to pay your bar tab there from last week."
"Oh, yeah. I forgot about that." John said. "You know, those Junkers are the only guys here in Liberty that knows how to make a good sidewinder feng . . . Let's go . ."
--- " I might not be much help, but by God, I'm all the help you got" ---
EFFIN' ROLEPLAY GUYS ... off to flood we go for that - Hoodlum
Jack Taggart thought about to punch his annoying ship computer to scrap, who dared to disturb him.
He was pissed off the whole day anyway. He have more important things to do. After a quarrel with his
now former comrade, he just left Denver flying aimless through the system. He tried to ignore his computer,
but it would not be over, if he does not respond. He decided to link up...
...sees the transmission...
Now he gets really angry...
"Get out o' my com, or consider yourself FRIED!!" he yelled.
[color=#990000]Com systems deactivated...
he hears, as he punched some buttons.
I have work to do...and no one will get in my way... he thought with a maniac look in his eyes.
Kazinsal Goldsmith sat in front of his computer, checking for communications. He opened one, reading something about "them attacking", and quickly deleted it, as Zoe walked in.
"What was that, honey?" she asked, sheet draped around her body.
"Oh, nothing," he said. "Just some guys trying to sell me Gaian male enhancement products or something..."
"Well, selling that to you would be like selling a heater to the devil," she said, kissing his cheek lightly. "Now, are you coming to bed or not?"
Kazinsal shut down his computer and walked towards the bedroom, hand in hand with his girlfriend.
**Accessing Neural Net Comm Relay............. Accessed.
**Reading all messages...................... Completed.**
**Processing data.............. Done.**
**Directed messages.. and Bounty Notices takes precedence.**
**Detected new message... Replaying message............. Completed.**
** "Hear me now Sirians, and hear only me..." Spam message detected... Deleted.**
**Forwarding three messages into "To Read" folder.**
**Closing channel and shutting down security protocols.**