Incoming Transmission...Connected Uploading Video Feed...Done Transmission Start ID: Captain Brandon Johnson
Ship: HMS-Conqueror
Greetings Salads,
I would like to apologise for my actions which lead to my ship becoming...lets say..out of control.
-He Pauses for a moment to compose himself-
I am personally unsure of what came over me. I think I had lost my mind at that point. I don't remember anything regarding this or how it happened. Just the point where I found myself watching my Battleship firing at yourselves and a Valor nearby, unable to stop it.
-He turns away from the camera-
Im sorry I cannot explain more. I really, do not know. I was examined by medical staff after the situation became somewhat under control, to which they found nothing wrong. I think this is in light of an alien species in the system at the time, I was told by the New London Defense grid that an alien ship was in New London at the time of this incident. However I am still unsure.
He turns to the camera, a worried expression on his face-
I am deeply upset and confused, and of course apologetic to yourselves and will repay any damages to your vessels.
I once again apologise for this.
(09-22-2013, 12:12 AM)Explorer487 Wrote: Incoming Transmission...Connected Uploading Video Feed...Done Transmission Start ID: Captain Brandon Johnson
Ship: HMS-Conqueror
Greetings Salads,
I would like to apologise for my actions which lead to my ship becoming...lets say..out of control.
-He Pauses for a moment to compose himself-
I am personally unsure of what came over me. I think I had lost my mind at that point. I don't remember anything regarding this or how it happened. Just the point where I found myself watching my Battleship firing at yourselves and a Valor nearby, unable to stop it.
-He turns away from the camera-
Im sorry I cannot explain more. I really, do not know. I was examined by medical staff after the situation became somewhat under control, to which they found nothing wrong. I think this is in light of an alien species in the system at the time, I was told by the New London Defense grid that an alien ship was in New London at the time of this incident. However I am still unsure.
He turns to the camera, a worried expression on his face-
I am deeply upset and confused, and of course apologetic to yourselves and will repay any damages to your vessels.
I once again apologise for this.
Brandon Johnson of the Conqueror
-He turns away as the camera feed statics out-
TRANSMISSION TERMINATED
Good day Captain Johnson,
Tator, Fruit and I are glad to hear that you are fit and well.
The events of yesterday were very strange and disturbing. As BPA Officers we are used to seeing Gallic Warships, from our time patrolling in Leeds, within our Territory but we did not expect to find one in New London. Having discovered this Valor Class Battleship in our Capital System we were very worried. But then to have it communicate to us that it was defecting was perplexing. Our training never prepared us for this eventuality.
The Captain of the Valor seemed very compliant when I told him to cut his engines and power down his weapons. He seemed very talkative but we didn't know what to do do with such a large ship. You don't know how glad we were when you eventually turned up to take control of the situation.
At first your communications with the Gallic Captain seemed to be going well but we then 'heard' strange voices talking about enlightenment and swimming and such gibberish.
This is where it all started becoming weird. The Valor started moving towards Planet New London and you started to 'talk' gibberish like that strange voice. You then decided to follow a LN trade ship whilst we followed the Valor. The Valor Captain halted his ship about 20k above Planet New London, where we, yet again, kept station on him.
A little later you re-appeared on our scanners and we again began to relax as we thought that you were going to deal with the Gallic Warship. You then began to open fire on Tator. Luckily, for Tator, his shields stopped most of the incoming fire whilst he got his ship moving. You then proceeded to fire at all of us. After trying to communicate with you, which failed miserably, we returned fire.
What ensued was a strange fight, with you shooting at us and the Valor, the Valor shooting at you and then running with you in hot pursuit and Tator and myself following you. After a time the Valor jumped into Leeds and you then seem to lose interest in everything around you. Tator and I were perplexed as your communications were more coherent but also you sounded confused. You then took off heading back, as far as we could tell, Planet New London leaving Tator and I sat in the proximity of Trafalgar.
As Tator and I were discussing the events and what to do about them we 'heard' that strange voice again. We noticed about 13k out was a big shiny pink ship. Sensors identified it as a Nomad Battleship. Tator and I decided to engage it. Whilst we were fighting the Nomad, to our surprise, the Gallic Valor turned up again. He also engaged the Nomad. The Nomad and the Valor seemed to have strange tactics which involved them ramming each other and sliding along each other (this reminded me of some mating antics of fish). After a time the Nomad ship appeared to disengage and cruise off. The Valor, Tator and I also pursued but after about 15 minutes of following the Nomad, Tator and I decided we were not going to catch it up. The Nomad and the Valor we last seen about 70k above the Cambridge Jump Gate heading out into deep space.
Tator and I made our way back to Waterloo where we decided to get drunk.
Tator says you owe him for a new paint job for his ship and the Salads a good night out at an expensive Club on Planet New London.
Incoming Message...Connected Sending Transmission.. Well I am glad you understand the situation. I frankly...don't. However I will happily take the Salads to the most expensive Club for Naval Officers. All I actually need to do there is wave my ID around and we're in. I owe it to you.