To all the "bards" around Omegas

[Exsiled_one]

>>ID: Mentira
>>Source: Omega 41, Leon Base
>>To: Corsair nation, Zoners, Junkers
and all the poets residing at those bases


While the last proposal made by my crew
resulted in jettisoning three of them out
of the cargo hold, they have been
rather good as of late, and I have been
feeling rather generous myself.
So I have agreed to hear out their proposal.

And I liked it alot people! It is truly sad
that a House, a Nation so big and great
as a Corsair nation does not have songs
sang about the heroism of their Elders
or their brave pilots in space.
The nation despairs, and all the songs
I hear in Cadiz and Leon are by that
ugly faced Libertonian singing about
never giving up or letting someone
down!

Useless I tell you. Corsair nation
needs a hymn and songs sang about
their heroes.
Write me a song about our ship
Mentira, and my brave crew so I
can lift our spirits up!
Write me one we like and sum of
15 million credits will find a way towards
your account.

Make it short, catchy. Crew spent too
much time around radiation in Leon.
We can't remember long verses

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<span style="color:#33CC00">I AM GIVING AWAY MONEY TO CREATIVE MINDS*</span>

[pieguy259]

INCOMING TRANSMISSION
COMM ID: The Freeport Five A Cappella Singers
TARGET ID: Mentira

*sound of a pitch pipe*

Oh as I cruised the Omegas laden down with gold
Fiddle diddle diddle dee fiddle diddle diddle dum
I thought myself a man so brave and bold
Fiddle diddle diddle dee fiddle diddle diddle dum
But by chance I saw a sight to behold
And I've never been the same

For the ship was large and the guns were wicked
And the captain black-hearted as they came
'Twas the mighty ship Mentira
That set us all aflame

Well I tried to run but he stopped me dead
Fiddle diddle diddle dee fiddle diddle diddle dum
And with mighty cannons aimed right at my head
Fiddle diddle diddle dee fiddle diddle diddle dum
"Give us all your gold or you'll die" he said
And I've never been the same

For the ship was large and the guns were wicked
And the captain black-hearted as they came
'Twas the mighty ship Mentira
That set us all aflame

I cared more for the gold than I did for my life
Fiddle diddle diddle dee fiddle diddle diddle dum
I manned our weapons along with me wife
Fiddle diddle diddle dee fiddle diddle diddle dum
But with one swift blast we were all in strife
And I've never been the same

For the ship was large and the guns were wicked
And the captain black-hearted as they came
'Twas the mighty ship Mentira
That set us all aflame

And so I drifted in me pod
Fiddle diddle diddle dee fiddle diddle diddle dum
I closed my eyes and I prayed to me God
Fiddle diddle diddle dee fiddle diddle diddle dum
I was rescued soon like a lucky sod
And I've never been the same

For the ship was large and the guns were wicked
And the captain black-hearted as they came
'Twas the mighty ship Mentira
That set us all aflame

But alas, I'd lost my entire crew
Fiddle diddle diddle dee fiddle diddle diddle dum
First mate, gunners and cabin boy too
Fiddle diddle diddle dee fiddle diddle diddle dum
And me wife had died in the hullabaloo
And I've never been the same

For the ship was large and the guns were wicked
And the captain black-hearted as they came
'Twas the mighty ship Mentira
That set us all aflame

So heed these words, young girls and boys
Fiddle diddle diddle dee fiddle diddle diddle dum
When Mentira demands you give up your toys
Fiddle diddle diddle dee fiddle diddle diddle dum
Well you'd better give in or there'll be a loud noise
And you'll never be the same

For the ship was large and the guns were wicked
And the captain black-hearted as they came
'Twas the mighty ship Mentira
That set us all aflame

For the ship was large and the guns were wicked
And the captain black-hearted as they came
'Twas the mighty ship Mentira
That set us all aflame

END TRANSMISSION

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[Exsiled_one]

>>ID: Mentira
>>Source: Omega 41, Leon Base
>>To: Corsair nation, Zoners, Junkers
and all the poets residing at those bases

Haha! We love it!
Lets hear some other good ones
we'll keep awarding those we like!
Your creativity was awarded with
15 million credits.

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<span style="color:#33CC00">I AM GIVING AWAY MONEY TO CREATIVE MINDS*</span>

[Lunaphase]

Comm id: Sigil

This may not be what your looking for but....

*a haunting tune starts to play*

"A titans roar, the will of crete, the sound of thousands, marching beat.
The outcasts fly, they burn as one, the praefect's gun, its job hath done.
The true stand strong, the storta's fold, the legates hold, and crete stays bold.
The corsair, with pitch-black hair, all ride the lightning on but a dare.
Their fury bold and eyes so cold, the cargo of many now fill their hold.
Omegas shake, and like a rake, the corsairs sweep, the traders go meep.
For in the dephs of the void, hidden behind that one asteroid, a corsair lies, in wait in wait, for his prey to take the bait."

*the channel remains open for reply*

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[Curios]

** ID: Curios **
** Location: Unknown, Omega sectors **
** To: Broadcasted to current opened channels **

*Curios singing the last one, that he just heard from his comm device*

Yo-ho, sounds good at all, i like it! Yes, i should order my first officer to learn that song and sing it with me in every bar we meet!

15 millions are going to be placed on author's account. Lets take a look if we can hear anything else!

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