Posts by LordRaydenMK

  • Whiskey Thief: The Life of

    Part 13: Bounties, bounties, and oh, more bounties.


    I was still on Sretensk when they made that torpedo run to the station, Most of the Mercenaries were dead, but so were the Coalition Rouges. Only two was left. |TSH|TribbsTrunk, and |DP\Metatron. Both are highly skilled men with high skills in Dogfights, Alien hunting, and Faction killing. I decided to launch to take on |DP|Metatron in a Dogfight. Loser dies and his armada goes home, if he wins, he proceeds. So here we are. Two Dark Phoenix members, battling it out in a rusty blue/brown cloud, in front of the Coalition Rouges, and |TSH|TribbsTrunk. Even though he was skilled at Dogfighting, I was even better. I quickly zapped him with Coalition Gattlings to take down his shields, then I CD'd him to make his Hull almost destroyed. Then he reloaded! First rule of Dogfighting: Never reload in a duel. Then he came at me with fast green little projectiles, which almost completely nailed my shields with a few shots. I turned around and launched my devastating combo. Two nemesis, one Paralyser, and One Nova Torpedo, quickly morphed his ship into a volley of red, then orange, then white. And all was calmed once more. |TSH|TribbsTrunk quickly flew back to a Shipyard not far from here. Then an intercom message popped up: |TSH|TribbsTrunk has placed a $100.000.000 bounty on |DP\Whiskey_Thief's head, lasting for a whole month. Target is preffered Dead, or not alive." Then the intercom message ended. "Wow." I say. I'm a wanted man." I quickly dock back at Sretensk to discuss what happens next.


    "Right son, you are to board a Coalition Transport Classed: Shavrov. It is waiting at Lanzhou Shipyard and it is bound for Yakutsk. There is a warp anomaly which takes you to..." "Yes I know, I have done it before General." I interrupted. "Right, so your folders will be hidden in your suitcase. We will drop you off in a Haidar. And just in case someone notices, we will create a diversion for you to slip through. Once you are in Yakutsk, there is a small fighter in the Shavrov loading bay. Take it, and take the anomaly. Hopefully it will send you through to Omicron Gamma. Close to your home." Explains he General. "Wow, thorough." I say. It wasn't long before I was already shipped into a Haidar fighter, ready to board Lanzhou Shipyard with a dozen Coalition Fighters being my honour Guard. We arrived at Lanzhou too quickly and all hell broke loose.


    Within seconds, the Haidar fighter had lost it's shields, had it's weapons disabled, and it's hull was buckling. Outside, I could hear the sounds of screeching missiles, guns flashing, and pelting projectiles against the armour of many ships. "Right Freelancer, In you go." He takes me to the boarding bays, and I get of there. "Thanks." I say to the pilot. "Hey don't men..!.." The ship was engulfed in Flame and then exploded into several pieces of shrapnel. One hit my arm. "Argghhh, Damn!" I head to the Hanger and watch the battle. There were few Coalition Fighters there, but there were several Coalition Rouge fighters. There were now gunning the Trade Lanes, and any Civilian who dared come any closer. Then a Coalition Fleet appeared, and completely obliterated half of them down. The rest of the Coalition did their best to disrupt the fleet, but to no use, they then ran back off to Sretensk. And then I saw my ride. The Shavrov class Transport. I look back at my bounty on the Neural Bounty Net. "Wow I'm expensive." I sneak onto the Cargo bay departing for the desolate system of Yakutsk. "I'm almost home...."

  • Disrespectful play

    As a mercenary I believe, a mercenary will do whatever he needs to obtain his bounty. Whether it is to use a hostage to get a person with the bounty to come out in the open. Also a Mercenary will do whatever he must to secure a bounty (Read in Rules.) Btw I told Mr Bob_The_Dwarf he was going to my hostage, and he simply said "Ok". I apologized to Bob_The_Dwarf for potshotting Tntpas1912 for not knowing about his inability to speak English. Upon which I let him go and moved onto Dwarf.


    A shield is available for freighter use (Sup.Aegis Freighter Shield) However that is available to Clan's and people permitted by clans.


    Btw, your death is no amusement, a bounty is a bounty. If Meranti had a bounty, I'd have killed him too. If you have no bounty, I'd have only killed you, with your permission. (IE: Pvp in Arena.) I tried to kill you and killed Pinkie fighter for the credits linked in by [AS]Liberator's Bounty.


    All in all, if you feel your death's (x2) was disrespectful, I assure you, it wasn't in my best interest, that juicy bounty on your head was in my best interest :D





    If what I did as wrong (Which what I sincerely doubt), then I sincerely apologise, but I believe I have done nothing wrong here.

  • Whiskey Thief: The Life of

    Part 12: The Betrayal


    One other member that was forgotten in the last two parts was |DP|Metatron, a really skilled Inner Core hunter, dedicated to reducing the Hostile Alien's forces. He was renowned for being one of few people to hunt and kill many aliens Solo. Anyway, he was escorting The Whiskey Thief to Murmansk but disappeared soon after. One of our other members presumed he was taken into custody too, after drinking too much Vodka, and crashing a stolen LXA-ZXLADA into a Coalition mining operation although this was never proved...


    So now I was currently in a small troop carrier directed to a small hideaway in New Hong Kong. The hideout was called Sretensk Hideout. Apparently this was the first base established by the CR (Coalition Rouges) but was later abandoned. Now it has been taken back over by the CR, but only as a small depot and supply station for the CR raiders. "So whats so special about Sretensk?" I ask. "Sretensk Hideout was home to the first three Coalition Rouge Elders. They were sadly killed, but their memorial's are held deep within the rock layers of Sretensk. Also there are stashes of lots of credits, and even secret weapons of mass destruction. However, it's just silly rumours spread by old veterans to influence young cadets to join the cause.." I was going to ask something but then backed down. It was a few more minutes before there was a massive jolt in the transport. "What's happening?" I ask. "We are under attack! Probably by those damned Coalition Navy again." says a Coalition Rouge Officer. "Attention everyone! There's a colon leak in the shuttle. Please make your way to a nearby Lifepod quickly!" Immediately we all reacted. We all swam into seven different Life pods, as that was all that were here. We sped out at the speed of light and I looked behind to see a massive flash of light and debris spread out. And then I thought I saw something in the distance. It looked large and ..alive? It couldn't be a Dom'Kavash Gunboat, they are currently in a ceasefire with us. Whatever it was, it scared me deeply..


    After several hours of rationing food, I was tractored in by a vessel. I was sure it was Coalition Design, which I'm not surprised as we are in Coalition territory. Thankfully, they let me keep my side-arm with me. I holstered my small laser pistol and aimed it at the opening of the pod. The door opened and in walked a group of Coalition Rouge personnel. "Whiskey Thief?" The leader of the officers ask. "Yes? You are?" "I am Lieutenant Novgorod of the Coalition Rouge Resistance. It appears you have found our small Cruiser." I looked around and it was indeed a Coalition Cruiser. A rather powerful one at that, classed as the Ramases heavy cruiser. It's interior however was lacking. "Lucky for you.." The Lieutenant begins, "Your destination is right next door. It's that massive jumbled up rock and Capital ships." Thanks I tell him. "Hey don't mention it, anything to help out a friend." Then he walks off. I manage to get a nearby Orbital shuttle ticket to take me down to the Hideout. The ticket was cheap, only seven credits. What a steal!


    After the five minute trip, I entered the docking bay, whereupon a nice looking Iguana was kept. I approached an Equipment Dealer. "Hello! Do you know where General Vladimir's Office is?" I ask. "Yes, he is right down that corridor. If you turn right, you should see a sign labelled 'Warning'. He is just in there." She explains. "Thanks!" I walk off down that direction. I open the door..


    "General? General Vladimir?" I ask cautiously. He turns around to face me. "What? What do you want son?" I explain to him my whole situation. "I hear you have some folders for me sir?" "Hmm.." He seems to be thinking. "How do I know you ain't some Coalition spy huh son?" "I don't know sir, you just have to trust me on th.!.!" A massive klaxon alarm sounded and the whole base rocked to life. Everyone was launching their ships and ready to protect it against the enemy. "What is it General?" I ask. "I don't know son, it seems to be a small group of Freelancer's. They appear to be on an intercept course. Their mine priority is probably, Hostile." I look outside the window. "I can barely recognise the others, but there was one I could visibly see. As plain as day, I could tell who it was. "No, not |DP|Metatron"...


    "Right fly boys, you know the drill, shoot first, ask question's later. Says Metatron. "Sir!" says a freelancer. "Yes?" Metatron says. "What's our plan sir?" The freelancer asks. "You boys distract the Coalition Rouges, while I make a torpedo run for the station." "Yes sir!" confirms the Freelancer. They break off and attack the Coalition Rouges. He interlocks his private channel with an unknown figure. "Right boss, The Whiskey Thief is definitely on that station, permission to eliminate him?" Metatron asks. "Yes, permission granted boy." says the unknown figure. The Whiskey Thief, must not survive this encounter. If he does, I will make sure you will pay"...

  • Whiskey Thief: The Life of

    Part 11: The Judge, the jury, and the executioner.


    ..."Hovis?" I say very puzzled. His eyes suddenly jerked open widely. "Sa..? I mean so.. Whiskey Thief? Your callsign?" I think for a moment. Maybe I shouldn't blow his cover. If he is here, it must be important. "Yes. I am Whiskey Thief." I say. "And your real name is?" Asks Hovis. He knows me too well. Only he knows my true name. "I do not feel at Liberty to divulge my name to you Judge." He gives a small smile. "Fine then, let's get down to it. Whiskey Thief, you are hereby placed under arrest until further notice, upon Act 76B: High Treason. It appears people have seen your Insignia upon a ship venturing too close to a Coalition fleet. Soon afterwards, you both disappeared." "What!?" I say bewildered. This is not what I had in mind. I came here to find any information leading to my stolen work. Not to be arrested! "You can't do this!" I shout as I am being dragged off by several Coalition Military personnel. I saw the |DP|Staff outside of the Courtroom. They saw me being dragged by Coalition Military into a secluded transport awaiting departure to Mangaraskk Maximum Security Prison. "Oh this is not good." Says DeePSilveR.


    I must've spent close to a week in this Security Cell. The bars aren't even bars, they are Laser beams designed to cut into Flesh. The food here isn't even food. Maybe for pigs but not for me. The water is a murky green colour but somewhat nicer then most water you find in Sirius. On my 7th morning, I wake up to find my bars switched off. I quickly stand up in caution. I grip my spoon from yesterdays dinners, to my defence. I walk over to the edge of the cell and find four Coalition Rouge agents waiting for me. "Whiskey Thief?" They ask. "Yes?" I say. "Come with us." And with that they ran off down the corridors.
    Of course, I proceeded to follow. I see them at the edge of the corridor picking some sort of lock in this safe. "Uhh I thought I was being rescued." I say. "Your research is in here Commander." One of them turns to me and says. "What? My research?" "Yes, we came to stop the Coalition Navy from stealing it, but then the Dark Phoenix Mercenaries signalled us as hostile and then the Coalitoin came to finish us off. They hid their bodies while they left us there so you guys would think it was us." They explain thoroughly. "Wow, I had no idea." I say. They keep working until finally, the safe was open and the research was back in my hands. "Here you go Commander! Orillion's old Folders and Documents. I looked through the documents. There was heaps of missing stuff added back in here! Like a Gyro Destabiliser. And a Time portal! "Where did you guys get this stuff?" I ask. "From an old Coalition Sleepership. The Coalition planted this research in hopes of no one ever finding it. They were wrong." Instantly, a siren broke out. I heard guns cock behind me. I slowly turn around.


    "Hovis?, Oh not again."

  • Whiskey Thief: The Life of

    Part 10: The aftermath


    After several months of deciphering Orillion's coded folders covered with glittery gold, I was starting to become depressed. I couldn't sleep, I couldn't eat, or drink enough until I managed to unlock the folder's encryption. I heard a buzzer on my dorm door. "Come in." I say rather flatly. In the doorway stood fellow Dark Phoenix Merc, AZ09. "Mate you still obsessing over that folder?" He asks with great concern. I nod. "Oh hell man, you're losing it. How am I supposed to go away to Elite Piloting Training knowing you're on the verge of killing yourself over these damned folders?" I could tell the tone in his voice was annoyance. "It doesn't matter what you think AZ, but Orillion gave his secrets, and everything to me. You wouldn't understand." I say quietly. "Fine be like that, but if you rot while I'm gone, it's not my fault." He begins to leave but pulls back to me and says. "I hope you make the right decision kid." And walks off down the hallway. I sigh. Maybe he's right? Maybe he's wrong. I don't know anymore. I know what will keep m mind off things. Killing some Outcasts.


    Well that did me a breather. I went back into the Dark Phoenix HQ where all my research and equipment are kept. I went into the lobby and found dead men everywhere. "What the hell!?" Many Dark Phoenix staff and members who I've grown fond of over these months are now dead. I recognise |DP|Mothra, |DP|QuicKSnaKe, and |DP|Potter. All of the others I didn't really know. However, I walked over to an unfamiliar dead body. It had a Snake Insignia surrounding an axe. "Coalition Rouges." I mutter quietly. I walked a few paces, when I realised. "Orillion's Folders!" I mindlessly run over to my door where I find my dorm trashed. My research and my equipment tainted with gunshots. And Orillions folders are gone...


    I searched the rest of the HQ and found a few more alive members, |DP|Denne, and |DP|Dented. All alive and well, barely. "We tried performing a defence situation, trying to defend the rest of the base, but these Coalition Rouges had Plasma sidearms which ripped apart several of our valued members at once." Reported Denne. "Yes, what Denne said." Says Dented "I will travel to Manhattan to discuss our situation. He walked off very quickly. I presumed he is frightened by what happened. Denne walked quickly over to me. "What the hell happened and why were they here?" I demanded from Denne. "They were here for this." says Denne as he pulled out a small green trinket. which had frequent purple glows dash over it. "Well what is it?" I ask. "This, this is a weapon of mass destruction." Says Denne. If I made the right commands, this trinket could end this whole sector of the galaxy no sweat." Denne says. "Why are you telling me?" "Because you are the only person I can trust. Now we need Orillion's folders. I need you to go to Sovetskaya and request an audience with the Senate of the Coalition Strike Force. We need those files if we wish to revolutionise Mankind. Once there, you must 'persuade' the Senate to organise a recovery team to extract these files from whatever Coalition Rouge base possible. You can't let me down. You can't let us down." He walks back off towards the Hangers. Now what should I do?


    I found out what to do. I took a Reliant Carrier with a fighter escort of 6 of the finest |DP|Mercs there are. We travelled all the way down to earth. We apparently had to buy the bribe from a Coalition Diplomat. Of course, we managed to make it all of the way to Gurm when we were ambushed. A fleet of Coalition Rouges lay waiting there. Presumably a blockade meant for the Coalition itself. We managed to fend off the attackers, and we made our way to Murmansk in Sovetskaya. We used the mooring bays for landing on the planet. We were due at the court for 10:30. The time was 10:25. "We aren't late at all!" said |DP|DeePSilveR with glee. "Calm down, don't be too happy." Finally I walked into the High court of Murmansk, only to see a man acting as the main Ambassador for the whole court. I couldn't believe it. "Hovis?"

  • Benevolence

    Exactly like PE explained but also he forgot minor detail :)


    You can also trade MONEY if you have under 65M but want to give some to someone. And template for transferring credits


    /transfer |DP|Lucifer 10000000
    Transfers 10.000.000 credits to Character |DP|Lucifer


    You can also check /Balance to see how many money you have before you give your hard-earned cash to someone who needs your help