Alsatia Pirate Transport
Freelancer ID / Junkers IFF
The flagship of the M.C.F, a highly modified Z-8500 Bullmastiff class transport. Contains living quarters and most business-related information and data assets.
Eva.McDowell.Salvage Salvage Frigate
Junkers ID / Junkers IFF
A mobile recycling center used for recovery of scrap and debris from the numerous fields in Liberty.
McDowellCompanyNursery TTR-1130 Series Pilgrim Liner
Junkers ID / Junkers IFF
Bought with the intention of refit into new, expanded living quarters for the McDowell Family. Undergoing refit at Vieques.
Maelstrom Scylla class Destroyer
Special Operative ID / Junkers IFF
The pointy end of the Company Fleet.
Evangeline is the top-boss of the company. She takes great pride in what in reality is little more than a motley assortment of poorly-bred miscreants.
Malcom Walker
[color=#33FF33]Fighter Pilot
28
Male
Bretonia
M.C.F-Malcom.Walker Collector
Junkers ID / Junkers IFF
Part of the limited fighter escort used in the company. Business strategies teach avoiding confrontation wherever possible, this ship stands when the strategy fails.
Malcom is a Bretonian Junker who had spent nearly all of his life prior to joining the fleet partaking in a wide variety of business endeavours which are generally considered "Junkerish". He washed up at Rochester Base after one such venture backfired and left him bankrupt. He was "adopted" by the Company and now works as a pilot.
Jack Murdoch
[color=#33FF33]Commander
40
Male
Manhattan
M.C.F-Jack.Murdoch Z-6150 Bactrian Pirate Freighter
Junkers ID / Junkers IFF
Bought to replace the Guardian Jack absconded with when he defected from the Liberty Navy. A fairly standard and low-key vessel used to hide both Jack's past and present actions.
An Ex-Liberty Navy Pilot who had defected to Rheinland with the original intention of surrendering himself to the Kriegsmarine with a considerable amount of sensitive information before being enticed into joining the Company. Now flies a Bactrian under the M.C.F tag.
This Starblazer was purchased from the ship dealer of Ames Research Base in Kepler as a matter of urgency to conceal Rachel away from pursuing naval vessels. It has become a catalyst of amusement and laughter within the Company due to its general uselessness and given the nickname 'Anti-Cap Specialist' along with the owner who has been given the same 'rank'. The fragile and utilitarian ship has withstood the most difficult test any ship can face - a young, blonde girl learning to fly - thus proving itself immortal.
Rachel was found adrift in a battered and bruised CSV freighter, having run away from her father after he murdered her mother. She was rescued by the McDowell Company and assimilated into the fleet. She has very little in the way of practical use within the company due her inability to fly but is adored greatly by the boss.
Kai Siegfried
[color=#33FF33]Sexual Abuse Victim
25
Male
Freeport 2
M.C.F-Kai.Siegfried Pirate Transport
Junkers ID / Junkers IFF
A transport of the same line as the Alsatia, but bearing more of her original equipment and less of the gunboat-esque prowess of the company flagship.
Kai Flew along side Evangeline within the Rheinland Military before being dishonourably discharged. Faced with unemployment in a house stuck in recession he joined up with the company fleet and is now a transport captain. Evangeline gains great pleasure in corrupting the boy's innocence - he barely knows how babies are made; much like the Admiral himself.
Welcome to the McDowell Company Fleet Neural Net Message Board.
The purpose of this bulletin board is to:
Provide a place for employees to report their earnings, as well as any mishaps or other events of note.
To inform employees of changes to protocol, receive warnings and other notices and any other information that may be relevant.
To ensure that all employees maintain contact with base operations. Any employee who disappears with M.C.F assets will be hunted down.
All members of the McDowell Company Fleet are encouraged to view this file on a regular basis to ensure that you are kept up to date with current events.
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Well, after you left (hope you're feeling better), the Tiesto headed to Rochester. Along the way we got a call from a bloke there who said there was a lot of Xeeners moping about the Jersey Field. So we spent a while cleaning those sorry buggers off the wonderful thing we call life.
Afterwhich, we hung around Rochester for a bit. That Finlay guy, the head engineer? Yeah, he said the reactor was playing up... 'Again'. So with that vote of confidence, we just sat about for a while. Chatted with a few folks, most interestingly, the SCRA Cap that was sitting less than Ten clicks from Rochester. Dessie, I think it was, and the Captain was a real firey one. Told me she used to be a Rogue, which I guess explained it.
Anyway, she was a bit of fun, doing her whole 'Capitalism fails!' routine for a while, till that Vixen thing came on the comms. Now, I don't much like her personality, let alone what she is an' all... But anyway, the SCRA Cap'n was real funny about it, especially when Vixen mentioned Vodka. Heh, you might like it;
I've had my wine replaced by SCRA vodka...i drank an entire glass before i realised what i was drinking. Vixen.Meeya-Wildcat: I'm still trying to recover from it...so expect me to be a little slow... SCRA|CPW-Trotsky: If you don't even know the name of our vodka, you are not drinking it. SCRA|CPW-Trotsky: Your posing upsets me. I am not amused. Vixen.Meeya-Wildcat: I would know the name if there was a tag on the bottle. SCRA|CPW-Trotsky: It is tagged. Vixen.Meeya-Wildcat: It was from Rochester. SCRA|CPW-Trotsky: Look under the sym- Vixen.Meeya-Wildcat: All it had was a sticker marked "SCRA Vodka" on it. SCRA|CPW-Trotsky: .... SCRA|CPW-Trotsky: That is not our vodka. SCRA|CPW-Trotsky: SCRA vodka? Are you kidding me? We label our booze. You were duped, silly woman.
Anyway, I enjoyed Vixen being made a fool of, and then helped another guy out with some more Xenos, before taking him to Puerto Rico so he could get himself some half decent guns. It just so happens we were heading back there anyway, Finlay said there was a part he needed on Vieques, and so we stopped for a bit of a refit while we were there. Got new lights, too. Those other ones were a bit sore on the eyes, though I see their use... Hard to tell the Tiesto apart from a scrap field... Heh.
Anyway, that's about it... Gonna put her to work later on. In the meantime, enjoy this shot of her.
FROM:Malcom Walker RE:Got a nice stake for the Company DATE:1006818AS 0535 Hours TO:Evangeline McDowell
MESSAGE:
Oh Ms McDowell, I think you might love me after this.
I was heading back from Kreuzberg in my Collecter, when I happened to run into some of your pals in the Rheinland Military on my way past Hamburg. They didn't seem too happy to chat, which is all fine and dandy. Seems they were organising a strike force... Anyway, I headed on through to Bering, and into Texas.
When I got there, things were quiet... But it had that quiet, eerie feeling about it, you know? A small Navy fleet was at Houston, must have been patrolling or something. Not long after, a call went up from the Bering gate. Sure enough, the Rheinlanders had headed on through.
Quote:[color=#999999][LN]-LNS-Lady.Liberty:
Rachel: All civilians be advised, stay clear of the Bering gate! [LN]-LNS-Lady.Liberty: Several hostile contacts located! [LN]-LNS-Lady.Liberty: Rachel: Jesus dear God in heaven...there's a ton of them!
Her words weren't an exaggeration.
I won't go into the details, but it was a nice battle. Especially when the Hellfire Legion showed up. Images attached, sorry for the raw guncam shots, though. Maybe I can give you the gritty details over a drink sometime.
Anyway, the real nice part of my story;
Quote:Malcom.Walker: Speaking of which. Hey Primary, salvage rights? [LN]-LNS-Lady.Liberty: Hrm...oh sure, Junker. Not like we need the scraps anyway.
Heh. By my count, Three Lib Dreads, and a Rheinland Battleship, the wrecks and contents of... now property of the McDowell Company Fleet.
I've got the Tiesto out there, and hopefully we can get some of the Dread parts outta there before the Navy realises a lot of it is still good. All up though, I'm projecting some very nice returns out of this.
That's about it... Was heading to Rochester to sleep originally, and obviously that didn't happen... So I'm just going to get some shuteye here on the Tiesto.
Oh, and if you're worried, I don't think any of the Rheinlander Primaries were taken out...
FROM: [color=#FFFFFF]Evangeline McDowell RE:Salvage Rights DATE:1006818AS 0856 Hours TO:HA HA
MESSAGE:
Bloody hell, I wish I had been there. Just by the photos you sent me I can tell that was the sort of battle the Maelstrom lives for. I've been grounded to Berlin whilst my little baby gets over her cold... silly thing ran into a snow drift butt-naked.
Excellent work getting the salvage rights to all that junk, too. Feel free to keep any profit you garner from that above and beyond our arrangements. Stash it away somewhere for a rainy day.
Next time you're in Berlin give me a yell and we can have a "business meeting" together at the pub.
Well, only really got one thing to report, but first off, I was wondering what happened with that Nomad you saw at Hamburg? Seems a tad weird, if it was as big as you say.
Otherwise, the trip went okay. Kreuzberg to Rochester is generally a boring trip anyway.
Most interesting thing happened just as I came out of the Norfolk > Bush lane in New York. Saw a Xeno on scans, and immediately hit the Cruise, trying to dodge him on my way to Rochester. He managed to hit us with a Disrupter, so we crawled our way there on sublight engines as he yapped on.
He wanted me to prove that I wasn't like all the other Junkers? So I kept him talking to I made it within range of Rochester, at which point he asked for a photo... I guess he figured it'd be a tough fight, and some Junker patrols were returning.
So, he got a photo, and buggered off.
Afterwards I had a quick chat with Jim of the Congress ship Hooptie Hauler or sommat. Now Ima get some shuteye.
Bloody Xenos... never understand what's going through their minds. No matter, so long as you're still intact.
As for that nomad thing, well, without divulging too far into Military secrets I think my commanding officer has found a new boyfriend. She seemed mighty fond of the little blue fellow and, well, I decided to bug out and let them have their privacy. But hey, what two consenting... creatures... do behind closed doors isn't anyone else's business. If it's what floats her boat I'm not one to criticise.
I received your payment in good order. According to my records you've paid 30m/cr of the agreed 80m/cr. Good work so far! Keep it up and remember - nothing to report is, in this game, the best thing to be reporting.
Space has been quiet. To tell you the truth it seems like something bad is about to happen. But, my mind's been kept off of it with the grind, I guess. Put another twenty million in your account.
You might be happy to hear I've come in contact with someone in Kusari. Someone who says they might have seen my sister. I guess we'll find out after I've met with them in a few days.
Anyway, that's all for today. Oh... Has the Rheinland Military stepped up patrols?