The Revenant did not instruct us to make an example of you. This was our decision and we believe it has run its course. We will now give you an opportunity to apologize.
Tell us these things, and prove them in the future. We will give you the benefit of the doubt in keeping your promises.
Tell us that the Harvesters were not a worthwhile investment, and that they failed in returning the favor you gave them. Tell us that you were wrong in this choice, and that we are far superior to rudimentary toasters.
Tell us that you are sorry for your paltry weapons entertaining our pilots; apologize for your ships dancing frantically around us, trying to seek revenge that you did not deserve.
Tell us that you will not repeat these transgressions and that you are sorry that you thought yourselves capable of trying. Promise to us that you will never question our power in this sector again.
Report these things to Buffalo. Once this is done we will grant you a life without fear.
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[8:32:45 PM] Dusty Lens: Oh no, let me get that. Hello? Oh it's my grandma. She says to be roleplay.
[12:49:19 AM] Elgatodiablo: You know its nice that you have all that proof and all, Bacon... but I just don't believe you.
[font=Comic Sans Ms]You Don't frighten us, Alien Pig-dogs! Go an Boil your Bottoms, sons of a Ssilly perrson! Ah Blow mai nose at you, so called "Pitch-Frok" You and all your silly Alien Phaaaaaaaantoms! THplleeeeeeeerrrr .
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Opening Transmission Comm ID: ********66
Name:Iscariot Location: [undetermined]
Target: [color=#CC6600]Junkers
You misunderstand Pitchfork. This is an offer of a truce. We're a bit tired of burning every Junker heap we pass, except for Ze'ev, and we're offering you a chance to stop the violence. If you'd rather insult us, well, we can just keep on doing much of the same.
Right.
Firstly, Captain Afrique, please do bugger offt. *flips a 'V' sign*
Ye've no business speakin' fer th' Congress, laddy. Ye mind Gaul an' we'll 'andle this, aye?
Lemme apologise fer tha' rat bugger Afrique, Oi dinnae know who tha' rotter is or how he got access to this 'ere channel.
Now, Secondly, Ye'll see from recent comm activity, -which Oi know ye monitor, so dinnae play coy, aye? *grins toothily*
-Aye ye'll see we've severed ties wif them bloody-minded Harvesters. Theyre nae welcome t' come 'round our bloody bases nae more, nor are they ta' run scrap on our routes.
Now as to an apology, "Aye, them Harvesters are nae worth th' rusty scrap they be made of, an' t'were bad investment indeed." Is gonna hae ta do, lads. 'S th' nearest ye'll get.
As far as apologisin' fer weapon unlocks an' defendin' ourselves 'gainst yer transgressions an' open attacks.. *remembers an Osiris and three other Phantom ships vaporizing the Wake on a peaceful trade run*
'S nae gon' happen.
Revenge is the right o' every creature what breathes, yerselves included. Ye'll nae deny tha' or ye be liars.
An' we cannae promise we'll nae come after with impunity any bugger wha' opens fire 'pon a Junker craft. 'Tis in our nature. *Smiles*
Ye're aware o' th' story o' th' Scorpion an' the Coyote, aye?
Nature's a powerful tonic, an' cannae be diluted.
I'm sure on 'at we can agree.
Now, I've nae th' nod from me Arbiters, but Oi can promise ye th' Gordon Junkers of Inverness willnae engage ye lads in naught but conversation, so long as this 'armistice' ye offer holds.
Ye've me word on'at. An' ef ye lot've heard o' me, ye'll know it's bloody titanium.
.:j:.
Congressman Tim Finnegan
Coileach an Taobh Tuath
****Incoming Transmission****
****Comm ID: Arbiter Jack Crow****
****location: The Rocinante****
Well, you are a little behind the times I'm afraid. See here. I never really liked the Harvesters. That ill fated alliance was Tinkerbell's doing and I'm glad to be rid of it. Oh, and the two junior recruits who engaged your men out of a misunderstanding from your fight with the Harvesters two years ago, have been gone almost as long.
I apologize for the temper of my men who believed quite foolishly that they should ever display so much honor as to attempt the defense of their homes and families. Only the criminally insane would do something so crazy.
This truce will be honored. We won't cause you any trouble. Anyone who does will answer to me.
****Incoming Encrypted Transmission****
***Comms Signature: James Trenton***
**Ship Identification: .:j:.JunkerTown**
*Station ID: Vieques, Puerto Rico*
Transmission Begins
The message was sent to all Junkers but I remind my fellow Junkers this particular Phantom has been known to lie.
To the phantom.. "Pitchfork" a name we all heard echoing over the comms in our command center at Vieques which was followed by silence. Our poor brothers aboard the JunkerTank were consumed by fire and left families in ruin that day. JunkerTank was the escort and recon ship for two other Congress vessels at that time. The Congress might have lost even more Junkers that day if those transports had still been with the gunboat.
You have lied to me before and it cost me Junkers and credits then. Why would I trust what your saying now?
Lets just say that you'll stop hunting us since that seems to be the game your playing now.. Well I would be happy to hear this. Hardworking Junkers being spared and allowing them to get back to work cleaning up the mess fighting like yours leaves behind. I would honor any cease fire that keeps our people alive and lets us get back to doing business.
The harvestors were already being dealt with and so our actions speak louder than words there.
I'll pretend I didn't hear anyone here but Crow. I think that would be in the Junker's best interest.
You'd think the solar winds would learn not to whisper with malice, though such is nature. But nature must remember that its most splendid creation is the one which may wrought upon it the most destruction. So speaks the shadow of those same winds echoing behind you, Crow. For your own safety from the winds, I pray to the Revenant.
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[8:32:45 PM] Dusty Lens: Oh no, let me get that. Hello? Oh it's my grandma. She says to be roleplay.
[12:49:19 AM] Elgatodiablo: You know its nice that you have all that proof and all, Bacon... but I just don't believe you.
[incoming transmission]
[from: C. J. Meeijn @ S/V_Zion @ Trafalgar Base]
Except that very poetic part, it seems you start to talk like I like to being talked to. The keywords were: investment and interest.
So. Dear Phantoms, whoever you are and wherever you come from,
I will act as Arbiter Crow said and won't seek for any trouble. Unless the trouble finds me first.
But, please, don't try to invite me for a dinner. I seem to find your cuisine rather distasteful, for no particular reason.