ID: Rhys Maeda Location: Beaumont Base Notes: Bringing the Dream home Hostile defeats in number: 2 Bottles of Ale, 1 Can of Vodka, 3 shots of Gin
"...So there I was, just passing..... Cali station when who I do I see but good ol' Jared!" Rhys exclaims, and pauses to take a drink. "And hessaid, that if I was taking some of the dream back to Liberty, he'd give me an escort, all the way back to..." Rhys trails off, trying to remember where he delivered the Cardamine, "Beaumont! Thats the place. Yeah". Rhys cracks open a new bottle, "So flew out, right through the rest of the Tau's then cut through Coronado, where"... Another sip, "Jared said if we ever need escorts to move some stuff to or from Malta, that we just gotta ring them up, and some of them Commune fellas would give us a little escort on the way" The bottle is starting to get empty now; "Anyways, after Corororo, we flew past Curacao, and Jared said he'd never heard of it before, can you believe that??" A third bottle was opened, and Rhys' slur started getting noticeable, "An' then, had ta fly through all tese damn ice bergs to just get here, a'fore jumpin to the scrapheap. OH, I also gave ya guys a wave as a went past, did any you'se see it?? Were was i .... scrap head! Yea, that side of texas is a mess but is grate for movin around witout the coppers see'in ya with their pesky litle patrolls.... " Rhys finishes his third drink "And then we was...." *thud* Rhys hits the bar hard, passed out drunk before he could even finish the sentence. Eventually a Junker would drag him back to his ship, but not before taking a "service fee" from Rhys pockets....
ID: Samuel Williams Location: Nonsense Factory Notes: New Ship Hostile defeats in number: Nill ( None )
As I flew back to Nonsense Factory to order a new ship. It came clear when I landed and though talking to the ship Designer about Plans for Purchasing a new ship, He showed me what he has in store, I asked him, If I can Test Drive them. He was Happy to let me, As I few each ship for an Hour. I felt Really Comterable flying the Big guns, I though to myself, "man Should I retire my gunboat for something much nicer to fly", Told him to keep hold for me as I use in my spare time to make some more cash so its able to be afford. Week later I returned and he still has one in store. Ive retired the Gunboat for this Big Girl. She'll be seen when We're Departing on Orders of Mr Willy.
ID: Planet Erie Location: 33 November 951RUM Notes: Uncle Willy Hostile defeats in number: My occupation is drunk
So I was there all of sudden today, yes I'm pretty sure I was somewhere *hip* close to *hip* the- *hip* when he came and gave me the credits, while I told him he's under arrest. As a good agent, care-ing for his cholesterol I asked for the donuts in his hold and the two bttles' of Libby Ale. Sorre tho the lass- thin.- I can only remember tu tractor that' bol's and recieving them on the cargo pod. Whatever have happened to these units of Ale I can't tell, go ask them! *hip*
ID: Rhys Maeda Location: Newest of Yorks Notes: TEXT HERE Hostile defeats in number: Some
Okay so, I was doin' ma thing by the Colorado gate in EN-WHY, when this guy comes by with a hold full-a Neon. Now, I know ya can't drink this stuff, but I thoughts to meself "Damn Rhys, ain't that the stuff they use to make 'em big ol flashy signs? We should get one for the Alcatraz Bar!" So I talked'tit over with the guy, and he eventually agreed it'd be pretty cool, and gave me the stuff. So, i gave'd it to some Junkers, and tole them to make a niiiice big sign, with lots of flashin' for us, cuz like I gots no idea how ya'd make one o' them.