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Thanks to Drakhar,and Nuklearslug for inspiring me.
Lastly I am a full time barman and actor, so its unlikely to be updated everyday.
DID Shoot and Loot,Gosnells Story
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DID Shoot and Loot,Gosnells Story
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Chapter 1
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"Leaving planet atmosphere"
"Preparing shielding","Preparing Off planet life support","Preparing..."
"OH christ im going to be sick,f....ing hell",
"Arggh I cant breathe (choking adsadsdsa) ah thats better".
Bloody hell dad didnt warn me about that.
Christ I am actually up here,I suppose I am meant to say its beautiful,like i feel very small looking at it.I have just spent 5 years in a prison down there,forgive me if i have the urge to start firing tactical nukes into every square Goram inch of it.
Lucky for me some teladi chap/hatchling i dont know what those damn lizzards like to be called,called Slots, showed me all his card tricks, in exchange for me not putting my penknife into his card hands(im reasonable like that).
So I end up in a bar on my release day ,next to the local starport,All these Academy boys strutting up and down saying they are going to strafe bomb the first valhalla they see,Yeah glad to see they teach unbelievable optimism in the aragon navy,So there i am in a five year old suit ,well lets just say originally a suit,What it currently resembles is either a piece of the Risque Avant Gard summer collection of the wierd drunk homeless Split designer Eat'anything someone throws at me (really need to sow the hole in the ass pocket),or possibly a lost bet on a stag party.
I see these young officers playing 21,quite drunk and easily robbed.
"Hello gents got room for a player".
"Sorry mister you need creds and a better odour to join" drawls the fatter one.
"What are you going to bet....",the pretty boy on the left quipped
"Maybe his body", "hey arron you would like that guy on top..."
"Screw you asshole..",laughed the fat guy
All this time i just smiled serenely,Unsettling the fat one no end.
"Thats a shame",I said as I turned away"
"How about we all have my odour then"
Spinning I pissed straight in his face.All 3 launched themselves at me one grabbed me me around the waist ,The second flung me onto their table and then they all stated pummeling me,Then the barman came over with a Riot prod Drags the flyboys off and zaps me in the face,To say it hurt is an understatement,They all picked me up and threw me out the door.
"Lads dont even think about going out after him"..thundered the barman
"That piece of crap aint worth your comissions".....
The 3 fly boys went back inside after a moment,the fat one squeezing his way through to the back to wash up..ha.
Lucky they were not of the finger breaking variety of overeducated fraggin idiots,Too bad,had they been they may have noticed that i had taken the fat, piss soaked ones wallet,and also the 3 spaceweed joints i had slipped into his flight bag,Something his C.O might like to see.
I quickly got up and made my way to another bar and checked what i had 2800 credits(overpaid morons),Slots tought me card tricks,I suck at cards,but he also tought me distraction,and a flight Id pass,ok this guy gets paid 2800 creds he must be flying at least an m3 maybe even an m6.
Ok if it is an M6 that means a crew that means i can sneak onboard and steal some guns maybe a crate of rifles.
If its an m3 well i can steal all that and the bloody ship.
Problem though Im currently bloody, piss stained(not my finest moment ill admit)and covered in argnu beer,ok i need clothes.And no shopkeeper will allow me in like this.
I looked across the street and saw an argon girl strolling around looking a little lost,
"Hey kid",I whispered from the alley near her,she looked at me and laughed.
"Your funny,My dog smells like you".
"Woof Woof",I growled.
I may be pisstained and looking like i fought a argnu bull but you cant say I am no good with kids.
"Ok Kid,Would you like to have 30 bucks",I said Smiling like Father Christmas
Mister I aint some cheap know goram nothing idiot child I want 150 creds and a boost threw the cassino on the corners bathroom window she said her voice changing from inocent kid to street urchin,her eyes changing from cute to i would rob your corpse in a blink of an eye.
"Jesus Christ a god damn hustler and no more then 10"
"Actually 11"
"Fine 120..."
"135 or i start screaming"
"JESUS ok ok 135 dont scream bloody hell"
Ok i am assuming you want me to get you clothes and aftershave,Seriously mister who dressed you,the local tramp has better taste.
"And i need water aswell".
Needless to say i was reluctant to hand her cash so i showed her the flight card and told her i would report her as a thief if she took off and have Ban Danna himself send a ppc shot through her bedroom window, so i gave her only 300 creds.
20 mins later she returned.
"Here you go"
"What the hell is this"
"Its Bren Bros Latest line in beach wear"
"Beach wear what the f....ing hell am i meant to to do with this"
"Wear it
"
"Now here is your change minus my fee"
"1 credits..I roared"
"The swimming trunks cost 50 and the floral shirt cost 99,These flight overalls were free but the beer for the drunk pilot cost 15",She laughed as she pulled out the overalls.
I started washing my the blood off my face.
"You really are quite ugly it wasnt only the blood" she said grinning ear from ear...
"Kid, PPC shot, bedroom window be goram careful..."I growled
All the time she just looked at me Smiling like a vulture looking at the gazelle, thats decided to play with the lion.
Whats your name mister?
"Gosnell"
"Whats yours"
"Suzy"
"Thanks kid"
"Thanks is only a nicitie,I want my goram boost in the casino window sometime today"..she snapped.
Fine Where is it......
The rest seemed easy ,the sentry on the gate even saluted me on my way in.
However i got a bit of a shock upon finding my ship in the hanger bay.
A FREAKIN DISCOVERER,BEEEEEEEEEEEEP
Tax payers pay these dpouchbag pilots 2800 a month for flying a piece of junk scout ship,im offended,(this is why i never declare my income for tax).Well waist not want not is my motto,actually my motto is "Stay out of the shower block when big johnson is in there".
I quickly boarded her and hit the throttle excellerating fast out and up,Im the king of the verse...
Oh Christ,to high
"Leaving planet athmosphere"......
So what exactly do i have here.
1xDiscoverer ,"Taking the piss"
2500 c
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"Leaving planet atmosphere"
"Preparing shielding","Preparing Off planet life support","Preparing..."
"OH christ im going to be sick,f....ing hell",
"Arggh I cant breathe (choking adsadsdsa) ah thats better".
Bloody hell dad didnt warn me about that.
Christ I am actually up here,I suppose I am meant to say its beautiful,like i feel very small looking at it.I have just spent 5 years in a prison down there,forgive me if i have the urge to start firing tactical nukes into every square Goram inch of it.
Lucky for me some teladi chap/hatchling i dont know what those damn lizzards like to be called,called Slots, showed me all his card tricks, in exchange for me not putting my penknife into his card hands(im reasonable like that).
So I end up in a bar on my release day ,next to the local starport,All these Academy boys strutting up and down saying they are going to strafe bomb the first valhalla they see,Yeah glad to see they teach unbelievable optimism in the aragon navy,So there i am in a five year old suit ,well lets just say originally a suit,What it currently resembles is either a piece of the Risque Avant Gard summer collection of the wierd drunk homeless Split designer Eat'anything someone throws at me (really need to sow the hole in the ass pocket),or possibly a lost bet on a stag party.
I see these young officers playing 21,quite drunk and easily robbed.
"Hello gents got room for a player".
"Sorry mister you need creds and a better odour to join" drawls the fatter one.
"What are you going to bet....",the pretty boy on the left quipped
"Maybe his body", "hey arron you would like that guy on top..."
"Screw you asshole..",laughed the fat guy
All this time i just smiled serenely,Unsettling the fat one no end.
"Thats a shame",I said as I turned away"
"How about we all have my odour then"
Spinning I pissed straight in his face.All 3 launched themselves at me one grabbed me me around the waist ,The second flung me onto their table and then they all stated pummeling me,Then the barman came over with a Riot prod Drags the flyboys off and zaps me in the face,To say it hurt is an understatement,They all picked me up and threw me out the door.
"Lads dont even think about going out after him"..thundered the barman
"That piece of crap aint worth your comissions".....
The 3 fly boys went back inside after a moment,the fat one squeezing his way through to the back to wash up..ha.
Lucky they were not of the finger breaking variety of overeducated fraggin idiots,Too bad,had they been they may have noticed that i had taken the fat, piss soaked ones wallet,and also the 3 spaceweed joints i had slipped into his flight bag,Something his C.O might like to see.
I quickly got up and made my way to another bar and checked what i had 2800 credits(overpaid morons),Slots tought me card tricks,I suck at cards,but he also tought me distraction,and a flight Id pass,ok this guy gets paid 2800 creds he must be flying at least an m3 maybe even an m6.
Ok if it is an M6 that means a crew that means i can sneak onboard and steal some guns maybe a crate of rifles.
If its an m3 well i can steal all that and the bloody ship.
Problem though Im currently bloody, piss stained(not my finest moment ill admit)and covered in argnu beer,ok i need clothes.And no shopkeeper will allow me in like this.
I looked across the street and saw an argon girl strolling around looking a little lost,
"Hey kid",I whispered from the alley near her,she looked at me and laughed.
"Your funny,My dog smells like you".
"Woof Woof",I growled.
I may be pisstained and looking like i fought a argnu bull but you cant say I am no good with kids.
"Ok Kid,Would you like to have 30 bucks",I said Smiling like Father Christmas
Mister I aint some cheap know goram nothing idiot child I want 150 creds and a boost threw the cassino on the corners bathroom window she said her voice changing from inocent kid to street urchin,her eyes changing from cute to i would rob your corpse in a blink of an eye.
"Jesus Christ a god damn hustler and no more then 10"
"Actually 11"
"Fine 120..."
"135 or i start screaming"
"JESUS ok ok 135 dont scream bloody hell"
Ok i am assuming you want me to get you clothes and aftershave,Seriously mister who dressed you,the local tramp has better taste.
"And i need water aswell".
Needless to say i was reluctant to hand her cash so i showed her the flight card and told her i would report her as a thief if she took off and have Ban Danna himself send a ppc shot through her bedroom window, so i gave her only 300 creds.
20 mins later she returned.
"Here you go"
"What the hell is this"
"Its Bren Bros Latest line in beach wear"
"Beach wear what the f....ing hell am i meant to to do with this"
"Wear it
""Now here is your change minus my fee"
"1 credits..I roared"
"The swimming trunks cost 50 and the floral shirt cost 99,These flight overalls were free but the beer for the drunk pilot cost 15",She laughed as she pulled out the overalls.
I started washing my the blood off my face.
"You really are quite ugly it wasnt only the blood" she said grinning ear from ear...
"Kid, PPC shot, bedroom window be goram careful..."I growled
All the time she just looked at me Smiling like a vulture looking at the gazelle, thats decided to play with the lion.
Whats your name mister?
"Gosnell"
"Whats yours"
"Suzy"
"Thanks kid"
"Thanks is only a nicitie,I want my goram boost in the casino window sometime today"..she snapped.
Fine Where is it......
The rest seemed easy ,the sentry on the gate even saluted me on my way in.
However i got a bit of a shock upon finding my ship in the hanger bay.
A FREAKIN DISCOVERER,BEEEEEEEEEEEEP
Tax payers pay these dpouchbag pilots 2800 a month for flying a piece of junk scout ship,im offended,(this is why i never declare my income for tax).Well waist not want not is my motto,actually my motto is "Stay out of the shower block when big johnson is in there".
I quickly boarded her and hit the throttle excellerating fast out and up,Im the king of the verse...
Oh Christ,to high
"Leaving planet athmosphere"......
So what exactly do i have here.
1xDiscoverer ,"Taking the piss"
2500 c
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Chapter 2
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Christ...,I only meant to fly to the next starport 2 cities over and offload this heap of thrash for a few credits,They should really put a warning on these things.Better get back down to the planet...
"WARNING ENTERING ATHMOSPHERE"
"PLEASE ABORT CURRENT ACTION"
"SHIP EXTERNAL TEMPRETURE AT CRITICAL LEVELS"
"What the hell...oh shit ,up up jesus oh bloody hell".
A few heart papitations later and I check the ship console.
You have got to be frickin kidding me.
Athmospheric Shielding device error 478.
Computer what is athmospheric sheilding device error 478.
"ATHMOSPHERIC SHEILDING DEVICE ERROR 478 DEFINED AS DEVICE BROKEN KAPUT OR.... MISSUSED!, SPACE TO PLANET TRAVEL UNADVISABLE.
"Can you fix it"
"NO I CANNOT, I AM A COMPUTER ,...YOU NEED A ENGINEER"
I could have sworn the computer was laughing at me
What the hell can I do.Guess it wont be long before the ship is reported stolen,ah damn can nothing ever go right,I allways bite off more than i can chew.Ok options.
1.Hand myself in and go back to prison.No fragging way remember those three spliffs i slipped into the flyboys luggage,yeah i may have pinched them from Ho'fets,a very nasty piece of work doing 20 to life for murdering three argon kids who tried to steal his stash,lets just say his method of execution were inventive involving plasma cutters, electricity, and dental drills.So thats a definite no way.
2.Fly to the Shipyard and try to sell her,Might work though thats a military shipyard they might reckonise the Id on her computers and even if i did manage to sell her then how do i leave the station,The time I spend waiting for a transport, the alert might go out, and im on my way to an interesting couple of days at the Spa resort Ho'fets for sadists.No that is not going to happen.
Well there is one other option,I know a guy who works out in Bali Gis Joy,on a pirate microchip fab,If I can get there I can ask him to change my ship Id.Small problem though to get there not only do I have to avoid Argon patrols I also have to traverse pirate sectors,in a ship with shielding that is about as effective as the Duck and Cover idea,and more importantly no friggin GUNS.
"COMPUTER"I screeched
I stared again at my ship frieght inventory
WHAT IS IT......CAPTAIN
"Can you please explain why an argon military craft has no guns installed"
"GUNS WERE REMOVED FOR CLEANING"
"IT IS CONSIDERED GOOD PRACTICE TO CLEAN YOUR WEAPONS AND EQUIPMENT,ITEMS WELL MAINTAINED DONT BREAK,ITEMS SIMILIAR TO THE ATHMOSPHERE SHEILDING DEVICE IN PARTICULAR!
Ok that computer is definately trying to piss me off.
Well im still able to fly quite fast 148m,The quickest way is east through argon sectors,Small problem,there is an argon squadron and collosus patroling over there.Guess south it is then ,I hit the throttle and scream off towards the south gate,through into Home of Light,This ship is really a piece of junk,i can only see 5km on my scanners,However my eyes see something else,A bloody Titan Destoyer just come through the east gate,damn it I aint going that way.
This dosent look good i just spotted a Nova make a beeline for me an argon police Nova,I hit the stick and head southwards finally i see the gate leading to Ore Belt,Im through and gliding along,I start looking at my systems,checking stats when....
"CAPTAIN I WOULD ADVISE LOOKING UP, ASTEROID COLLISION IS IMINENT"
Jesus f@@@ng christ,arrrghhh...
Holy Argnu cows that was close
"IT IS CONSIDERED ADVISABLE TO ALWAYS MAINTAIN EYE CONTACT WITH THE FRONT OF YOUR COCKPIT"
"Thank you computer!"
She has a point though I need to be more careful,just then I spotted a small Pirate raiding group(2 novas,a buster and a discoverer) heading towards the east gate
I decide to ghost them they will distract the argon police in Cloud Base South East,and hopefully i can slip through,to Presidents end then on to Elenhas then east to Pirate space.However the Pirates dont seem to like groupies,well maybe it was the argon military Id on my readout that made them twitchy.
Oh Crap,yup they are u turning,i follow suit and take off west into Cloud Base South West.
Why can i never get a break.
ASSETS
Discoverer "Taking the Piss"
2500C
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Christ...,I only meant to fly to the next starport 2 cities over and offload this heap of thrash for a few credits,They should really put a warning on these things.Better get back down to the planet...
"WARNING ENTERING ATHMOSPHERE"
"PLEASE ABORT CURRENT ACTION"
"SHIP EXTERNAL TEMPRETURE AT CRITICAL LEVELS"
"What the hell...oh shit ,up up jesus oh bloody hell".
A few heart papitations later and I check the ship console.
You have got to be frickin kidding me.
Athmospheric Shielding device error 478.
Computer what is athmospheric sheilding device error 478.
"ATHMOSPHERIC SHEILDING DEVICE ERROR 478 DEFINED AS DEVICE BROKEN KAPUT OR.... MISSUSED!, SPACE TO PLANET TRAVEL UNADVISABLE.
"Can you fix it"
"NO I CANNOT, I AM A COMPUTER ,...YOU NEED A ENGINEER"
I could have sworn the computer was laughing at me
What the hell can I do.Guess it wont be long before the ship is reported stolen,ah damn can nothing ever go right,I allways bite off more than i can chew.Ok options.
1.Hand myself in and go back to prison.No fragging way remember those three spliffs i slipped into the flyboys luggage,yeah i may have pinched them from Ho'fets,a very nasty piece of work doing 20 to life for murdering three argon kids who tried to steal his stash,lets just say his method of execution were inventive involving plasma cutters, electricity, and dental drills.So thats a definite no way.
2.Fly to the Shipyard and try to sell her,Might work though thats a military shipyard they might reckonise the Id on her computers and even if i did manage to sell her then how do i leave the station,The time I spend waiting for a transport, the alert might go out, and im on my way to an interesting couple of days at the Spa resort Ho'fets for sadists.No that is not going to happen.
Well there is one other option,I know a guy who works out in Bali Gis Joy,on a pirate microchip fab,If I can get there I can ask him to change my ship Id.Small problem though to get there not only do I have to avoid Argon patrols I also have to traverse pirate sectors,in a ship with shielding that is about as effective as the Duck and Cover idea,and more importantly no friggin GUNS.
"COMPUTER"I screeched
I stared again at my ship frieght inventory
WHAT IS IT......CAPTAIN
"Can you please explain why an argon military craft has no guns installed"
"GUNS WERE REMOVED FOR CLEANING"
"IT IS CONSIDERED GOOD PRACTICE TO CLEAN YOUR WEAPONS AND EQUIPMENT,ITEMS WELL MAINTAINED DONT BREAK,ITEMS SIMILIAR TO THE ATHMOSPHERE SHEILDING DEVICE IN PARTICULAR!
Ok that computer is definately trying to piss me off.
Well im still able to fly quite fast 148m,The quickest way is east through argon sectors,Small problem,there is an argon squadron and collosus patroling over there.Guess south it is then ,I hit the throttle and scream off towards the south gate,through into Home of Light,This ship is really a piece of junk,i can only see 5km on my scanners,However my eyes see something else,A bloody Titan Destoyer just come through the east gate,damn it I aint going that way.
This dosent look good i just spotted a Nova make a beeline for me an argon police Nova,I hit the stick and head southwards finally i see the gate leading to Ore Belt,Im through and gliding along,I start looking at my systems,checking stats when....
"CAPTAIN I WOULD ADVISE LOOKING UP, ASTEROID COLLISION IS IMINENT"
Jesus f@@@ng christ,arrrghhh...
Holy Argnu cows that was close
"IT IS CONSIDERED ADVISABLE TO ALWAYS MAINTAIN EYE CONTACT WITH THE FRONT OF YOUR COCKPIT"
"Thank you computer!"
She has a point though I need to be more careful,just then I spotted a small Pirate raiding group(2 novas,a buster and a discoverer) heading towards the east gate
I decide to ghost them they will distract the argon police in Cloud Base South East,and hopefully i can slip through,to Presidents end then on to Elenhas then east to Pirate space.However the Pirates dont seem to like groupies,well maybe it was the argon military Id on my readout that made them twitchy.
Oh Crap,yup they are u turning,i follow suit and take off west into Cloud Base South West.
Why can i never get a break.
ASSETS
Discoverer "Taking the Piss"
2500C
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Chapter 3
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Ok... I seem to have lost them for now so where am I,Cloud Base South West,ok looks like I only have one option go south to Paranid space,turn left and head east then north.
I shouldnt have to much interference from the paranid,they arnt exactly civil to the argon military normally,however as I enter Paranid Prime yet another problem arrises,yup its in the middle of a bright red astral cloud,this should be fun.I have zero line of sight visability and my scanners operating at 5 km,so yeah i will know a station or ship is there but I wont see its diameters till i am within touching distance,which means i have to fly above the trade lane well above,which then means i have lost all sense of direction.
"Fraggin hell"
"Computer"
"YES CAPTAIN...DO YOU NEED ASSISTANCE,MAY I RECOMEND THE ATTENDING YOUR LOCAL FLIGHT SCHOOL"
"Ok how the hell do i get to the east gate here"
"I BELIEVE IT LIES TO THE EAST OF THE SECTOR CAPTAIN"
"Goram smart ass do you have its location on file"
"I AM AFRAID NOT"
Ok that bitch of a computer is really starting to grate me before i sell this ship i intend wiping her cores.No wonder no one likes the Xenon.
Slowly after what seems like ages I notice a lone frieghter heading further east than the eastern most factory,I decide to follow it ,yup there it is.
I target the gate and acelerate towards it.
"PARANID PRIME EAST GATE NOW COPIED TO MEMORY CORE"
"Thank you computer,now be a good piece of silicon and shut the hell up"
I made my way through the gate and ......
"You have to be friggin kidding me,Another astral f@@ing cloud jesus h christ "
All right 10 k up and I am gliding over the trade lane ,luckilly there is a steady flow of traffic in this sector I find the gate and head through into Priest Pity then north into Split Fire.
And yet again my lack of luck hits me in the face,patroling the east gate into Brennans Thriumph there is only a pirate destroyer and assorted fighters.
Damnation ,ok I am quick and faster then most of those ships,but all it would take is one lucky Flak blast or one PBG wielding pyromaniac to have me reduced to cinders.Ah crap that means i only have one option North into Argon Space,And not your friendly backwater sector neither no It means Elenha Fortune,currently home to the Argon Home defence forces.
Ok think,I hit the south gate and it is a short trip to the north gate into Farhams Legend though straight past the Military outpost and Military defence station,Oh well why not I hit the accelerator and shoot through into Elenha Fortune .
Right power down everything except engines,Slowly gliding along under the arches of the Outpost.
"Lutenent Harun come in over"Yelled a voice on the comms
Oh frag
"Hey wake up blubber"another voice more feminine
What the hell blubber?I scramble for the throttle about to hit all power...
"We promise not to beat you pups in live fire again"Drawled the first.
Thinking quick I hit the respond button,
"How about a race to the north gate"I replied,trying to speak like the little overpaid douchbag from earlier.
"Sure the amount you weigh I think I could circumnavigate the sector before you reach us"Said the more feminine voice.
I am not joking not only did I manage to reach the north gate I even managed to have a bleedin escort trailing me,Well ok not exactly trailing me more like giving me the honour guard,by about 3 kilometres.
"Damn you beat me"I joked.
"The next time we meet though,I guarantee my live fire will be more efective"
I accelerated through the gate before paying on the bet much to their anger,but orders are orders and those boys are for sector patrol only.
Right Farnhams Legend,Nearly home free Just pop accross to the east gate and im....
"MISSILE LOCKED"
"OH FRAG"
"Who the hell fired at me"
"SHIP IS NOT WITHIN SCANNER RANGE,ROCKET TRAIL INDICATES HEAVY MISSILE INBOUND ON VECTOR 180~WEST TRACKING AT 16.6 KILOMETRES AND CLOSING"
Ok only one option the missile is behind me which means i have to out run it which means the east gate.20km away.
I hit the stick and veer directly at the east gate.
Slowly getting larger and larger at 2 km from the gate i hear an almighty bang.
MISSILE DESTROYED
What the hell,I checked my scanner,OK thats strange instead of a rocket iI am now looking at a crate of mass driver ammo and a rapier missile,Guess someone else got hit,
Thanks buddy i will have drink in honour of your stupidity.
Scooping up the 2 crates I made my way through into Bali Gis Joy.
As the ship docked I got out of my vomit stained uniform lets just say after the missile incident it needs a wash.
As i stroll down the landing ramp i see my man or should I say squid Gala Di.
"Gala I need help,And for once I can pay you"
Assets
Discoverer ,"Taking the Piss"
2500c
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Ok... I seem to have lost them for now so where am I,Cloud Base South West,ok looks like I only have one option go south to Paranid space,turn left and head east then north.
I shouldnt have to much interference from the paranid,they arnt exactly civil to the argon military normally,however as I enter Paranid Prime yet another problem arrises,yup its in the middle of a bright red astral cloud,this should be fun.I have zero line of sight visability and my scanners operating at 5 km,so yeah i will know a station or ship is there but I wont see its diameters till i am within touching distance,which means i have to fly above the trade lane well above,which then means i have lost all sense of direction.
"Fraggin hell"
"Computer"
"YES CAPTAIN...DO YOU NEED ASSISTANCE,MAY I RECOMEND THE ATTENDING YOUR LOCAL FLIGHT SCHOOL"
"Ok how the hell do i get to the east gate here"
"I BELIEVE IT LIES TO THE EAST OF THE SECTOR CAPTAIN"
"Goram smart ass do you have its location on file"
"I AM AFRAID NOT"
Ok that bitch of a computer is really starting to grate me before i sell this ship i intend wiping her cores.No wonder no one likes the Xenon.
Slowly after what seems like ages I notice a lone frieghter heading further east than the eastern most factory,I decide to follow it ,yup there it is.
I target the gate and acelerate towards it.
"PARANID PRIME EAST GATE NOW COPIED TO MEMORY CORE"
"Thank you computer,now be a good piece of silicon and shut the hell up"
I made my way through the gate and ......
"You have to be friggin kidding me,Another astral f@@ing cloud jesus h christ "
All right 10 k up and I am gliding over the trade lane ,luckilly there is a steady flow of traffic in this sector I find the gate and head through into Priest Pity then north into Split Fire.
And yet again my lack of luck hits me in the face,patroling the east gate into Brennans Thriumph there is only a pirate destroyer and assorted fighters.
Damnation ,ok I am quick and faster then most of those ships,but all it would take is one lucky Flak blast or one PBG wielding pyromaniac to have me reduced to cinders.Ah crap that means i only have one option North into Argon Space,And not your friendly backwater sector neither no It means Elenha Fortune,currently home to the Argon Home defence forces.
Ok think,I hit the south gate and it is a short trip to the north gate into Farhams Legend though straight past the Military outpost and Military defence station,Oh well why not I hit the accelerator and shoot through into Elenha Fortune .
Right power down everything except engines,Slowly gliding along under the arches of the Outpost.
"Lutenent Harun come in over"Yelled a voice on the comms
Oh frag
"Hey wake up blubber"another voice more feminine
What the hell blubber?I scramble for the throttle about to hit all power...
"We promise not to beat you pups in live fire again"Drawled the first.
Thinking quick I hit the respond button,
"How about a race to the north gate"I replied,trying to speak like the little overpaid douchbag from earlier.
"Sure the amount you weigh I think I could circumnavigate the sector before you reach us"Said the more feminine voice.
I am not joking not only did I manage to reach the north gate I even managed to have a bleedin escort trailing me,Well ok not exactly trailing me more like giving me the honour guard,by about 3 kilometres.
"Damn you beat me"I joked.
"The next time we meet though,I guarantee my live fire will be more efective"
I accelerated through the gate before paying on the bet much to their anger,but orders are orders and those boys are for sector patrol only.
Right Farnhams Legend,Nearly home free Just pop accross to the east gate and im....
"MISSILE LOCKED"
"OH FRAG"
"Who the hell fired at me"
"SHIP IS NOT WITHIN SCANNER RANGE,ROCKET TRAIL INDICATES HEAVY MISSILE INBOUND ON VECTOR 180~WEST TRACKING AT 16.6 KILOMETRES AND CLOSING"
Ok only one option the missile is behind me which means i have to out run it which means the east gate.20km away.
I hit the stick and veer directly at the east gate.
Slowly getting larger and larger at 2 km from the gate i hear an almighty bang.
MISSILE DESTROYED
What the hell,I checked my scanner,OK thats strange instead of a rocket iI am now looking at a crate of mass driver ammo and a rapier missile,Guess someone else got hit,
Thanks buddy i will have drink in honour of your stupidity.
Scooping up the 2 crates I made my way through into Bali Gis Joy.
As the ship docked I got out of my vomit stained uniform lets just say after the missile incident it needs a wash.
As i stroll down the landing ramp i see my man or should I say squid Gala Di.
"Gala I need help,And for once I can pay you"
Assets
Discoverer ,"Taking the Piss"
2500c
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+1 I laughed myself silly at the second chapterblazermick wrote:Very nice
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To take a screenshot just hit your 'Print Screen' (abbreviated to PrtSc on some keyboards) key. All screenies are stored numerically in your windows > Documents > Egosoft > Screenshots folder.
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Chapter 4
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"There we go,That should do it.....Congratulations You are now the "legitamate" owner of this disco"
"You did it,The ID is definately changed,Thank god"
"But..."
"There had to be a but,...Let me guess this is a special ship I stole,Its probally got some piece of tech that the argon military is going to keep pestering me for until im dust,Probally some photos of Ban Danna having "relations" with a paranid while sucking a spliff ",WHY FOR THE LOVE OF GETSU CAN IT NEVER GO SIMPLE,ARRGH"I said kicking a spanner.Why dont we just spray paint the back with a giant sign saying gosnell no luck is onboard,then a giant crosshair underneath.
"Actually all thats wrong is the cleaner could'nt get the vomit stain off the flight seat"........,Gala said watching me with amusement.
"Thats all,are you sure,there is no hidden part,no stowaways,no reason my life should get anymore difficult"
"Well it shouldnt get to much difficult on account of this ship,as for the rest..."
"Now about my payment,I know we said 2000 credits,but I could'nt help noticing that shiny rocket you have in you cargo bay"
"You want the rapier",I asked startled
Gala just nodded,a dangerous gleam in his eyes(let me tell you a boron with a dangerous gleam in his eyes is exceptionally unsettling)
"What do you need...Yeah this is something I dont want to know isnt it"
"Just try not to blow yourself up,your the only guy..."
"SQUID"
"Ok squid I know, who can hotwire a ships ID"
A few hours sleep later,and I decided to hit the road,I really dont want to be around when that boron starts messing around with that rapier,I remember a time me an him used to hit Surface transport ships at backwater docking ports,All he had to do was rewire the hanger doors,so we could fly out once aboard,of course he thinks it would be great fun to leave his signature for his creative genius as he put it,Me and the rest of the team fly out then all we see as we circle the strip is the entire hanger colapse in on itself a perfect controlled explosian,im still not quite sure how he did it,i mean the mission was only 20 mins how the hell do you rig a perfect demolition explosian in that time, is beyond me,hence why i am now hightailing it to the docking bay,he was casting that split supervisor some very dirty looks.
Needless to say i hit the throttle pretty damn hard on my way out.
Now where are my overalls...
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ASSETS
Discover"Taking the Piss"
Credits 2500
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"There we go,That should do it.....Congratulations You are now the "legitamate" owner of this disco"
"You did it,The ID is definately changed,Thank god"
"But..."
"There had to be a but,...Let me guess this is a special ship I stole,Its probally got some piece of tech that the argon military is going to keep pestering me for until im dust,Probally some photos of Ban Danna having "relations" with a paranid while sucking a spliff ",WHY FOR THE LOVE OF GETSU CAN IT NEVER GO SIMPLE,ARRGH"I said kicking a spanner.Why dont we just spray paint the back with a giant sign saying gosnell no luck is onboard,then a giant crosshair underneath.
"Actually all thats wrong is the cleaner could'nt get the vomit stain off the flight seat"........,Gala said watching me with amusement.
"Thats all,are you sure,there is no hidden part,no stowaways,no reason my life should get anymore difficult"
"Well it shouldnt get to much difficult on account of this ship,as for the rest..."
"Now about my payment,I know we said 2000 credits,but I could'nt help noticing that shiny rocket you have in you cargo bay"
"You want the rapier",I asked startled
Gala just nodded,a dangerous gleam in his eyes(let me tell you a boron with a dangerous gleam in his eyes is exceptionally unsettling)
"What do you need...Yeah this is something I dont want to know isnt it"
"Just try not to blow yourself up,your the only guy..."
"SQUID"
"Ok squid I know, who can hotwire a ships ID"
A few hours sleep later,and I decided to hit the road,I really dont want to be around when that boron starts messing around with that rapier,I remember a time me an him used to hit Surface transport ships at backwater docking ports,All he had to do was rewire the hanger doors,so we could fly out once aboard,of course he thinks it would be great fun to leave his signature for his creative genius as he put it,Me and the rest of the team fly out then all we see as we circle the strip is the entire hanger colapse in on itself a perfect controlled explosian,im still not quite sure how he did it,i mean the mission was only 20 mins how the hell do you rig a perfect demolition explosian in that time, is beyond me,hence why i am now hightailing it to the docking bay,he was casting that split supervisor some very dirty looks.
Needless to say i hit the throttle pretty damn hard on my way out.
Now where are my overalls...
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Credits 2500
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Chapter 5
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Where the goram hell are they,...
"Computer can you do a video playback and tell me where my overalls are"
"CAPTAIN,OVERALLS WERE REMOVED BY STATION CLEANER AT 20:18,FOR CLEANING DUE TO BODILY EXCRETIONS,LOGS SUGGEST LESS STRENUOUS FLIGHT MANUEVERS CAN REDUCE SAID EXCRETIONS"
Damn it,Better head back,I hit the stick turning 180,however at 5 km out ,Of bleedin course.....2 falcons and a 1 discover,seriously what the hell did i do to deserve this ,Well actually alot, but come on all in 1 day really...,Mrs Karma if you want to torture someone spread it out over time,I mean what have you got planned for me next .....?
That was a question I shouldnt have asked,First as I made my way away from the pirates towards the west gate into Farnhams Legend one of the Falcons decided to play rough.
"MISSILE LOCKED....."
And not your easy to outrun torpedo,no not when its aimed at Gosnell no sir'y bob,its only the fast and deadly WASP MISSILE EVERYBODY.Some how though it self destructed I am not exactly clear as to why i dont think any more friendly pilots did a bodyguard routine,I think it was karma playing with me ,giving me a moment of relaxation before.....
The not so friendly Farnhams Legends local Galleon and assorted "neer do well's",Out of the near death expierience and into another this time with Plasma burst generators....Hightailing it towards the north gate ,I Realised no'one was onto me,Checking my scanners revealed nothing(note to self buy a goram duplex scanner),Actually looking out the window did however.A colossus Bearing down on the galleon ,Its escort Bomber spewing missiles Straight at the galleon reducing its shielding to 60%,However before Either ship could gain a decisive blow, the pilots were forced to disengage as they had both been bearing down on a large asteroid the Colossus pulled up and the Galleon down,,The galleon must have sensed the futility of engaging a frigate and while his foe was attempting to navigate the asteroid the galleon did a 180 and fled towards the north gate...wait I am parked at the north gate.
Oh bloody hell thats not good,Time for me to leave,I quickly fled into Atreous Clouds.
Well this is green,Sort of resembles St Patricks Day coupled with the hangover the next morning ,Green and wanting to throw up.Well I have 2 options north then east to teladi space or west back into argon,Teladi seems like a fair choice so i hit the throttle due north.
"Computer"
"CAPTAIN"
"Do you have the coordinates of the North gate in Atreaus Clouds,I cant see jack in this god damn astral cloud"
"NORTH GATE COORDINATES NOT ON FILE,PLEASE SPECIFY WHICH JACK ARE YOU LOOKING FOR"
20 minutes of searching and no luck not even a freighter I could follow,Well guess that means argon space,I hope to hell Gala knows what he was doing,otherwise I am on route to Ho'Fetts Spa........
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Where the goram hell are they,...
"Computer can you do a video playback and tell me where my overalls are"
"CAPTAIN,OVERALLS WERE REMOVED BY STATION CLEANER AT 20:18,FOR CLEANING DUE TO BODILY EXCRETIONS,LOGS SUGGEST LESS STRENUOUS FLIGHT MANUEVERS CAN REDUCE SAID EXCRETIONS"
Damn it,Better head back,I hit the stick turning 180,however at 5 km out ,Of bleedin course.....2 falcons and a 1 discover,seriously what the hell did i do to deserve this ,Well actually alot, but come on all in 1 day really...,Mrs Karma if you want to torture someone spread it out over time,I mean what have you got planned for me next .....?
That was a question I shouldnt have asked,First as I made my way away from the pirates towards the west gate into Farnhams Legend one of the Falcons decided to play rough.
"MISSILE LOCKED....."
And not your easy to outrun torpedo,no not when its aimed at Gosnell no sir'y bob,its only the fast and deadly WASP MISSILE EVERYBODY.Some how though it self destructed I am not exactly clear as to why i dont think any more friendly pilots did a bodyguard routine,I think it was karma playing with me ,giving me a moment of relaxation before.....
The not so friendly Farnhams Legends local Galleon and assorted "neer do well's",Out of the near death expierience and into another this time with Plasma burst generators....Hightailing it towards the north gate ,I Realised no'one was onto me,Checking my scanners revealed nothing(note to self buy a goram duplex scanner),Actually looking out the window did however.A colossus Bearing down on the galleon ,Its escort Bomber spewing missiles Straight at the galleon reducing its shielding to 60%,However before Either ship could gain a decisive blow, the pilots were forced to disengage as they had both been bearing down on a large asteroid the Colossus pulled up and the Galleon down,,The galleon must have sensed the futility of engaging a frigate and while his foe was attempting to navigate the asteroid the galleon did a 180 and fled towards the north gate...wait I am parked at the north gate.
Oh bloody hell thats not good,Time for me to leave,I quickly fled into Atreous Clouds.
Well this is green,Sort of resembles St Patricks Day coupled with the hangover the next morning ,Green and wanting to throw up.Well I have 2 options north then east to teladi space or west back into argon,Teladi seems like a fair choice so i hit the throttle due north.
"Computer"
"CAPTAIN"
"Do you have the coordinates of the North gate in Atreaus Clouds,I cant see jack in this god damn astral cloud"
"NORTH GATE COORDINATES NOT ON FILE,PLEASE SPECIFY WHICH JACK ARE YOU LOOKING FOR"
20 minutes of searching and no luck not even a freighter I could follow,Well guess that means argon space,I hope to hell Gala knows what he was doing,otherwise I am on route to Ho'Fetts Spa........
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Chapter 6
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Heading east into The Hole,I picked up an all sector broadcast,Telling all merchant ships to seek safe harbour, as a xenon raiding party was rapidly aproaching the main trade lane,Now currently the only laser I have is a repair laser so unless the Xenon are open to the idea of mid space pit stops I need to be elsewhere and fast,but as I fled towards the West gate I saw a dolphin that had failed to heed the warning,getting beat up by 3 Ns, and a tought occurred to me "Salvage".
I have an unparalled opurtunity here I have a ship ,a junk ship granted but well what better to collect junk in.Hell we are in the middle of a war we have glorified microwaves trying to kill everyone,we have insects that can fly pink starships trying to kill everyone,and everyone and his mum are packing guns around here,and all that stands in their way is The Fuzz,and an extremely overstretched Race military.
Now normally to collect salvage you need a security license,now I dont know if you missed it but I am recently free from the "Hotel de'la We hit the prisoners just for laughs" and sadly the authorities tend to frown upon criminal pasts esspecially as The reason I was jailed was pinching Surface ships for scrap(criminal damage to goverment property, aggravasted assault, cattegory 1 fraud, embezzlement, arms trafficking to known terrorist groups,association with known terrorist groups( hey customers are customers),Cruelty to animals(I had smoked 3 spliffs forgive me if i was a little bit paranoid and tought the cat was 20 foot killer clown with fur),So all these little trifling things means no argon security official is likely to issue me a badge,let alone a gun.
So that means doing it on the sly,thankfully scrap laws are complicated if something is declared as scrap or abandoned in a particular races teritory,It falls only under that races juristriction,but say if a oppurtunist like myself were to stumble upon an abandoned ship or crate and some how get it out of that races sector and to anothers shipyard I can offload it.
Heading south into The Wall ,I docked at the local trading station and hit the noticeboard.
A couple of jobs were advertised
2 Bounty hunter jobs
1 Construction contract up for bids
And 1 salvage job, aparently some one abandon their Jaguar after the lifesupport cut out, in Home of Light,The owner is offering a reward....a reward that made me smile at how gullable honest people can be 643c.
Yeah..I will have it back to you in 3 shakes of a dogs tail, seriously you should just paint a sign saying MORON to some peoples foreheads,Heading south through Presidents End and I scanned the local job boards,Another few Bounty hunter jobs(something to keep in mind,the way I look at it if someone wants you dead 1.You must have done something to deserve it, 2.If you have a gun its a fairfight, 3. Given that the authorities publically disprove of bounty hunting,they dont make any effort to act upon it which means that you dont need a licence to do it).Im thinking I need a gun and fast.
Also on the jobs board was another salvage job,This time a Discoverer Vanguard in Power Circle, with a generous amount of time to complete.
Heading east into Home of Light, and I saw my target about 6 km behind the east gate,doing a scan, I realised this is going to require a bit of ducttape on its hull, it looked like it was on the recieving end of a mass driver ,the front of the cockpit was riddled with holes, Im surprised the pilot survived, all the systems are fried, that means I will have to get my oh so wonderful computer to overide its memory core and then start a reboot.
20 mins,a spacewalk, and copious amounts of space sticky tape later and the jaguar is following me, sadly its max speed (on account of a few bullets in its right thruster) is 108ms,so slow going.
Half way across Argon Prime and once again my heart started to beat alarmingly.
"Captain of Discoverer class vessel cut engines and prepare to be scanned",a voiced thundered on my comms.
Oh come on,Gala you mo@@@@@er!
"Scan complete ,my apologies pilot, We had a discoverer stolen yesterday from Hai'den city starport, all discoverers are being scanned at present.Your clear to go"
"No worries officer hope you catch that despicable thief",i responded meekly.
Finally I made my way into power circle and tracked down the Discoverer,A brief spacewalk and sticky plaster treatment later and with the two ships in tow I head off west then north into Boron space, a surprisingly uneventful journey,Docking at Kingdoms End Shipyard and I head off to find the secondhand ship salesman...
ASSETS
Discoverer "Taking the Piss"
67349C
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Heading east into The Hole,I picked up an all sector broadcast,Telling all merchant ships to seek safe harbour, as a xenon raiding party was rapidly aproaching the main trade lane,Now currently the only laser I have is a repair laser so unless the Xenon are open to the idea of mid space pit stops I need to be elsewhere and fast,but as I fled towards the West gate I saw a dolphin that had failed to heed the warning,getting beat up by 3 Ns, and a tought occurred to me "Salvage".
I have an unparalled opurtunity here I have a ship ,a junk ship granted but well what better to collect junk in.Hell we are in the middle of a war we have glorified microwaves trying to kill everyone,we have insects that can fly pink starships trying to kill everyone,and everyone and his mum are packing guns around here,and all that stands in their way is The Fuzz,and an extremely overstretched Race military.
Now normally to collect salvage you need a security license,now I dont know if you missed it but I am recently free from the "Hotel de'la We hit the prisoners just for laughs" and sadly the authorities tend to frown upon criminal pasts esspecially as The reason I was jailed was pinching Surface ships for scrap(criminal damage to goverment property, aggravasted assault, cattegory 1 fraud, embezzlement, arms trafficking to known terrorist groups,association with known terrorist groups( hey customers are customers),Cruelty to animals(I had smoked 3 spliffs forgive me if i was a little bit paranoid and tought the cat was 20 foot killer clown with fur),So all these little trifling things means no argon security official is likely to issue me a badge,let alone a gun.
So that means doing it on the sly,thankfully scrap laws are complicated if something is declared as scrap or abandoned in a particular races teritory,It falls only under that races juristriction,but say if a oppurtunist like myself were to stumble upon an abandoned ship or crate and some how get it out of that races sector and to anothers shipyard I can offload it.
Heading south into The Wall ,I docked at the local trading station and hit the noticeboard.
A couple of jobs were advertised
2 Bounty hunter jobs
1 Construction contract up for bids
And 1 salvage job, aparently some one abandon their Jaguar after the lifesupport cut out, in Home of Light,The owner is offering a reward....a reward that made me smile at how gullable honest people can be 643c.
Yeah..I will have it back to you in 3 shakes of a dogs tail, seriously you should just paint a sign saying MORON to some peoples foreheads,Heading south through Presidents End and I scanned the local job boards,Another few Bounty hunter jobs(something to keep in mind,the way I look at it if someone wants you dead 1.You must have done something to deserve it, 2.If you have a gun its a fairfight, 3. Given that the authorities publically disprove of bounty hunting,they dont make any effort to act upon it which means that you dont need a licence to do it).Im thinking I need a gun and fast.
Also on the jobs board was another salvage job,This time a Discoverer Vanguard in Power Circle, with a generous amount of time to complete.
Heading east into Home of Light, and I saw my target about 6 km behind the east gate,doing a scan, I realised this is going to require a bit of ducttape on its hull, it looked like it was on the recieving end of a mass driver ,the front of the cockpit was riddled with holes, Im surprised the pilot survived, all the systems are fried, that means I will have to get my oh so wonderful computer to overide its memory core and then start a reboot.
20 mins,a spacewalk, and copious amounts of space sticky tape later and the jaguar is following me, sadly its max speed (on account of a few bullets in its right thruster) is 108ms,so slow going.
Half way across Argon Prime and once again my heart started to beat alarmingly.
"Captain of Discoverer class vessel cut engines and prepare to be scanned",a voiced thundered on my comms.
Oh come on,Gala you mo@@@@@er!
"Scan complete ,my apologies pilot, We had a discoverer stolen yesterday from Hai'den city starport, all discoverers are being scanned at present.Your clear to go"
"No worries officer hope you catch that despicable thief",i responded meekly.
Finally I made my way into power circle and tracked down the Discoverer,A brief spacewalk and sticky plaster treatment later and with the two ships in tow I head off west then north into Boron space, a surprisingly uneventful journey,Docking at Kingdoms End Shipyard and I head off to find the secondhand ship salesman...
ASSETS
Discoverer "Taking the Piss"
67349C
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Chapter 7
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Well with the 2 Derelicts sold,Im a little flush with cash,Note I say a little, that damn station had only gone and employed a goram teladi as its ship sales director, still 60000 odd credits is more than i had 2 days agoand in my books thats something that deserves a drink,off to the bar...
While merrilly enjoying my fourth argon vodka,I got talking to a Teladi Oil trader who told me all about shipping and trade lanes a lot of useful info,alot of potential for an organised pirate group(hmmm).More importantly I found a split completely shitfaced in the corner.Something tells me Im about to have a free drink.
Turns out this split Go'Shi't, is in something of the you pay me to go fire at ship till it go boom line of work,Getting chatting he starts telling me how he does it.
"Contact pay me half,always or i dont fly"
"Seems fair"
"Contact gives me all Info on the target "
"I use brain"
(That seems hard to believe)
"I locate target"
"I hold my trigger down till target is corpse"
"And what if the target is in a faster ship?"
"Wasps lots of wasps"A grin passed over his face.
You have to love how straight forward the split can be,no faffing about morality or the details he gets paid and he carries on.(You also have to worry).Ad
2 vodkas on my new now unconcious ,and wallet free friend and I head off,as I head through the trade deck something catches my eye.
Some Boron is trying to flog a Impulse ray emitter for 5698 credits,Well it would make things more safe.....why not.
Heading out into space I decide to head south into Argon territories,maybe grab a few more salvage jobs,Turns out my reputation has preceded me, a few contacts openly spat in my face,Going to have to be more careful in future,or I might start getting some hassle from the fuzz.My reputation as a salvage company may be shot but turns out bounty hunters are always welcome.Its a risk I know,but Im armed, I have a ship more importantly I have a dwindling supply of credits.....
Right first things first I need to get the engine fixed up on the discoverer,and maybe the steering,If needs be I want to be able to outrun anyone that decides to shoot back,There was an old earth admiral that always said "Dont bother with manoevers,just go straight at em"
In my case its going to be..
"Just go straight at em and if you miss get the hell out of there and start praying"
Off to the antigone memorial equipment dock and I put her in for a service,and expensive service.
JESUS F@@@ING CHRIST I know there is a war on but holy goram cows,I could put one of my basterds through college on that...
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Assets
And extremely overpriced Discoverer "Taking the piss"
The shorts on my legs(turns out the mechanic is a Ben Bros fan,let me have a discount on the tunings in exchange for the shirt,even offered me a free duplex scanner in exchange for the shorts, I have some dignity though I aint going to be the only nudist bounty hunter)
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Well with the 2 Derelicts sold,Im a little flush with cash,Note I say a little, that damn station had only gone and employed a goram teladi as its ship sales director, still 60000 odd credits is more than i had 2 days agoand in my books thats something that deserves a drink,off to the bar...
While merrilly enjoying my fourth argon vodka,I got talking to a Teladi Oil trader who told me all about shipping and trade lanes a lot of useful info,alot of potential for an organised pirate group(hmmm).More importantly I found a split completely shitfaced in the corner.Something tells me Im about to have a free drink.
Turns out this split Go'Shi't, is in something of the you pay me to go fire at ship till it go boom line of work,Getting chatting he starts telling me how he does it.
"Contact pay me half,always or i dont fly"
"Seems fair"
"Contact gives me all Info on the target "
"I use brain"
(That seems hard to believe)
"I locate target"
"I hold my trigger down till target is corpse"
"And what if the target is in a faster ship?"
"Wasps lots of wasps"A grin passed over his face.
You have to love how straight forward the split can be,no faffing about morality or the details he gets paid and he carries on.(You also have to worry).Ad
2 vodkas on my new now unconcious ,and wallet free friend and I head off,as I head through the trade deck something catches my eye.
Some Boron is trying to flog a Impulse ray emitter for 5698 credits,Well it would make things more safe.....why not.
Heading out into space I decide to head south into Argon territories,maybe grab a few more salvage jobs,Turns out my reputation has preceded me, a few contacts openly spat in my face,Going to have to be more careful in future,or I might start getting some hassle from the fuzz.My reputation as a salvage company may be shot but turns out bounty hunters are always welcome.Its a risk I know,but Im armed, I have a ship more importantly I have a dwindling supply of credits.....
Right first things first I need to get the engine fixed up on the discoverer,and maybe the steering,If needs be I want to be able to outrun anyone that decides to shoot back,There was an old earth admiral that always said "Dont bother with manoevers,just go straight at em"
In my case its going to be..
"Just go straight at em and if you miss get the hell out of there and start praying"
Off to the antigone memorial equipment dock and I put her in for a service,and expensive service.
JESUS F@@@ING CHRIST I know there is a war on but holy goram cows,I could put one of my basterds through college on that...
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Assets
And extremely overpriced Discoverer "Taking the piss"
The shorts on my legs(turns out the mechanic is a Ben Bros fan,let me have a discount on the tunings in exchange for the shirt,even offered me a free duplex scanner in exchange for the shorts, I have some dignity though I aint going to be the only nudist bounty hunter)
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No worries mateGOSNELL wrote:Just realised i never said thanks for the screenshot advice.
I just noticed you're apparently a Firefly/Serenity fan...
'goram' kinda gives it away
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Nathancros
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woah why havent i posted ont his! 
i like your guys crude attitude
hope this doesnt offend. but no polish or shinyness to it at all. just plain good ol humor and a filthy pirate
I LIKE IT! 
i like your guys crude attitude
hope this doesnt offend. but no polish or shinyness to it at all. just plain good ol humor and a filthy pirate
I LIKE IT!
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Kirlack
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Nor was I, but it looks pretty spot on to me!GOSNELL wrote:I wasnt really sure of the spelling of goram
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Gosnell
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Yeah I am thinking he is more Jayne Cobb,than Malcolm Reynolds.Nathancros wrote:i like your guys crude attitude
hope this doesnt offend. but no polish or shinyness to it at all. just plain good ol humor and a filthy pirate
I LIKE IT!
Funnily enough i was going to make a joke about my ire and my swinging cod.
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Gosnell
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Chapter 8
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So after heading to Argon Prime,I picked up my first bounty,A terran weed addict by the name of Dave Ohneaim.A pretty simple Job,this little punk has'nt paid his tab at a teladi weed complex now some lizzard wants him sucking void as an example to other party boys.
Last known address:Cloud base south west,
Flying:Rapier
Armed:N/A he is in a permanent state of ectasy,and happy toughts,a boron nun is more likely to shoot back.
Bounty:457c
Ok this should be a breeze,hardly a serious threat if thats all the lizzard is offering,I tought to myself as I left the local trade station.
"Computer"
"CAP..TAIN"
"Please engage targeting computer"
"YES CAPTAIN...LOGS INDICATE THAT WATCHING THE WINDSCREEN,AND FIRING YOUR GUN ARE BOTH ADVISABLE WHILE IN COMBAT"
"That will be all"
Right all prepped and I head off into Cloud base south west,Upon entering My system target tracking locks on to the mark at the otherside of the sector,Hitting S.E.T.A (a very nausuous expierience)and I am finally within 5 km.
"Computer lock onto target Rapier,switch Id to hostile,....Disengage weapon lock....
"Hey Kid" I Commed over,....Jesus the way this kid is flying I am surprised he aint hit anyone, or thing,If i didnt know better i would swear he was playing the hoky poky "Left wing in, Right wing out then shake it all about"I was getting sick just watching him.
"Whattt"
"WHAO COOL valhalla you got...Can I dock"He slurred suddenly about turning.
"OH CHRIST" I swerved hard left as he attempted to board through my windscreen.
Regaiing my lunch from my osophagus,back to my stomach and my position on his tail I commed again.
"Im sorry kid buisness is buisness,the teladi sends his regards"
Hitting the trigger i sent a slew of I.R.E fire straight into his tail shredding the power in his sheilds screeching past he commed me.
"Come on man Leave me alone,we can get high i got some boron tranquilisers here"
I fired again 10 m from his wind screen popping his cockpit his body disentegrating as i passed.
Nice 457c
"Buissness is Buissness and I am still breathing, works for me"
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Assets
Discoverer "Taking the piss"
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So after heading to Argon Prime,I picked up my first bounty,A terran weed addict by the name of Dave Ohneaim.A pretty simple Job,this little punk has'nt paid his tab at a teladi weed complex now some lizzard wants him sucking void as an example to other party boys.
Last known address:Cloud base south west,
Flying:Rapier
Armed:N/A he is in a permanent state of ectasy,and happy toughts,a boron nun is more likely to shoot back.
Bounty:457c
Ok this should be a breeze,hardly a serious threat if thats all the lizzard is offering,I tought to myself as I left the local trade station.
"Computer"
"CAP..TAIN"
"Please engage targeting computer"
"YES CAPTAIN...LOGS INDICATE THAT WATCHING THE WINDSCREEN,AND FIRING YOUR GUN ARE BOTH ADVISABLE WHILE IN COMBAT"
"That will be all"
Right all prepped and I head off into Cloud base south west,Upon entering My system target tracking locks on to the mark at the otherside of the sector,Hitting S.E.T.A (a very nausuous expierience)and I am finally within 5 km.
"Computer lock onto target Rapier,switch Id to hostile,....Disengage weapon lock....
"Hey Kid" I Commed over,....Jesus the way this kid is flying I am surprised he aint hit anyone, or thing,If i didnt know better i would swear he was playing the hoky poky "Left wing in, Right wing out then shake it all about"I was getting sick just watching him.
"Whattt"
"WHAO COOL valhalla you got...Can I dock"He slurred suddenly about turning.
"OH CHRIST" I swerved hard left as he attempted to board through my windscreen.
Regaiing my lunch from my osophagus,back to my stomach and my position on his tail I commed again.
"Im sorry kid buisness is buisness,the teladi sends his regards"
Hitting the trigger i sent a slew of I.R.E fire straight into his tail shredding the power in his sheilds screeching past he commed me.
"Come on man Leave me alone,we can get high i got some boron tranquilisers here"
I fired again 10 m from his wind screen popping his cockpit his body disentegrating as i passed.
Nice 457c
"Buissness is Buissness and I am still breathing, works for me"
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Assets
Discoverer "Taking the piss"
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