Your first name: Sean Your last name: Campbell Vessel under command: Classified Vessel class: Classified Encryption: ORD:[OLI-55S] - Unbreakable Location: ClassifiedUltimatum to the Core forces
The Core forces, I'm Grand Admiral of the Ethereal Order Guard, known as Sean Campbell. Due to increased bloodshed in the Order's contested territories, we've decided to take an aggressive step without any other choice. My presentation here is not more important than the document which will be shared to you.
Your vicious actions in Omicrons, enormous hatred spreading in contested territories, plus, attempts of genocide on the Order can't be ignored. The Core has been already trying to remove the Ethereal Order Guard since its birth, but not that, successfuly. No healthy man, can support you in causing total masacre on our people. We've decided to punish you once for all. Your actions versus our movement put us onto this position considering you not villains but aggressors. We've noticed your warships activity together with the fightercraft, trying to tease us. Ethereal Order Guard sees this as an attempt similar to the fall of Toledo. Things are escalating quickly in this sector, sector which has never been under such danger. We have decided to put a dot on top of that by our quick reaction versus your aggression. There were already multiple battles in both contested territories and territory controlled by you. Both sides were victorious sometimes, sometimes the opposite. We can't say no more, it's enough to watch at our precious planet, Toledo. Nomads were aggressors, but they weren't the only one there who were slaughtering our people. Ethereal Order Guard doesn't forget its history, nor forgives it. If you're questioning why we're taking our precious Planet Toledo into a word, owing to the fact that you weren't just watching the masacre. Nowadays, you're proving yourself wrong, releasing numerous pilots into space to cause again a terrifying bloodshed. However this bloodshed wasn't so common as it is now. Those were the explanations why your actions have went off limits, making us to take a step into the total war if you don't accept our conditions.
Conditions are following. -The Core warships can ONLY be used versus Nomad ships and infected ships in the territories which the Order / Ethereal Order Guard has its influence. -Technology that the Core Forces get from Nomads by killing them MUST be given to the Order / Ethereal Order Guard. -Allow the Order / Ethereal Order Guard ships to enter Omicron Rho without opening fire. -The Core forces MUST evacuate from the Capetown, Omicron Minor. -The Core must allow the Ethereal Order Guard pilots to land on Nauru and make analysis.
The conditions were clear. If you decide not to accept a single condition, you're gonna have to face our fleet. We don't recommend you to play with fire, today. You have 48 hours to respond.
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To: Mr. Seon Camporbell
Hello good sire, this is an automated mail to acknowledge your order of:
Items will be shipped at our earliest convenience. We do hope they satisfy your needs and help your deal with your severe case of PTSD, depression, superiority complex and last but not least, loneliness.
Good day, sire.
Neural Net ID: Tricia Reyes Location: Durban Station Encryption: u.m.8.r.4. Latency: 0.0 ms Video Feed: ON Recipient ID: Sean Campbell Subject: RE: Ultimatum
I believe we have not properly met - my name is Nevro Zac, one of the newer member of The Core, yet I'm sure you have seen my name in your reports by now. I have received and read your last message thinking there is some sort of malfunction regarding my Spamfilter. After giving it a better look I realized you must be incredibly sick and in pain to conceive such a message and threats. I am deeply sorry for you and wish you all the best. I know you people in your eternal ethereal or whatever fanatic boyscout club you're in think we, Core, are the biggest threat to humanity and need to be eliminated yada yada yada, but I assure you - your beliefs are misguided and deluded.
I personally have no hate towards subhumans such as yourself, Mr Campbell, therefore as a gesture of good faith I have set up and sent an automated delivery unit to pick up some items and deliver them to Dabadoru Station, where I assume you're currently stationed. These almost certainly will help improve your current health condition. I'll attach its content bellow.
The unit contains a large variety of pharmaceuticals that will surely treat any infection or illness you're suffering from as well as a Mobile Medical Unit to make sure they are administered to you properly. I was raised to approach a somewhat healthy lifestyle so I also had the drone pickup a multitude of tea assortments for you to chose from. Since healing takes long I thought of something that will help pass the time, so the delivery should contain enough boxes of lego that you can create the whole entirety of the Omicrons in your vision so that you can see yourself how pathetic it sounds. Last but not least, I have added to the list a few strippers that should keep you distracted from writing more of those idiotic messages.
I wish you all the best and a quick recovery.
Gloria Aeterna,
Nevro out
P.S.: I had the delivery unit toss everything outside the stations docking bay, so better hurry
I'd like to start by saying I am confused by your statement that the Order has been trying to remove your existence, if this was the case then surely you and I would have a common enemy. Considering this attempt at diplomacy, I would have to say that in this case, it is clear, that the enemy of my enemy is not my friend. I must say it does bring a rare warmness to my heart to see that the Order is fighting amongst itself.
I have read your proposal in its fullest and the conditions you wish to impose. I formally reject your proposal and do not fear any arms which your forces could bring to bear, with no military might, even disputing against your primary fleet I consider your forces no more an organized battle group that a heap of building materials a house and as such do not recognise the weight you are trying to throw around.
You are clearly brave, to have so little yet demand so much, this is probably your only redeeming trait, perhaps if you had been a student of the Core we could have shaped into a proficient leader but then again your judgment led you to sign up with the terrorist group in the first place. As for any outstanding ideas around this proposal you may have, The Core will settle them in space, Safe flying.
Regards, -William Rotschild
Imperial Guildmaster, The Core
Order #B1T3M3
Purchaser: Sean Campbell's Chicken Soup
Products Purchased:
-2 NEMP Nuclear devices, to be delivered directly to the headquarters of the Ethereal Order Guard
We regret to inform you that the item on your purchase has been delayed, but it should be arriving any day now. It was our pleasure doing business with you, please enjoy your products to the fullest extent of your ability.
Your first name: Sean Your last name: Campbell Vessel under command: Classified Vessel class: Classified Encryption: ORD:[OLI-55S] - Unbreakable Location: ClassifiedUltimatum to the Core forces
I'm trepidacious you've made us cold-hearted. We will constrict all of the blood out of your body to remind you who you've decided to have a conflict with.
Every inch of me shall perish. Every inch, but one. An Inch, it is small and it is fragile, but it is the only thing the world worth having. We must never lose it or give it away. We must never let them take it from us. They won't be sleeping tonight, peacefully. - Grand Admiral Sean Campbell.
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To: Mr. Seon Camporbell
Hello good sire, this is an automated mail to acknowledge your order of:
1 Tourniquet
10 IV Bags
10 Pack of paper party hats
10 Special Edition rusted needles
1 Full body white medical latex suit (One size fits them all)
Items will be shipped at our earliest convenience. We do hope they satisfy your needs and help your deal with your severe case of asphyxia, superiority complex and deadly lack of manners.
Good day, sire.
Damien Mekal, overseer of APM research and development, slept quite soundly in his bed at the superlux quarters on Alabama shipyard. He hadn't slept so peacefully in years, but all was well within APM and the core, nothing could stop their establishment of imperium omicronis, and certainly not laughable, raggedy bands of unorganized would-be terrorists flying decades old ships and overextending their minute amount of authority.