Sat Sep 04, 2004 5:38 pm by _The_Lancer_
Robert Lancer: Life as a True Pirate
Captains Log, Day One 0600 hrs, Planet Manhattan, New York System:
First day with my new ship. It seems like a hunk of junk to me, but I have big dreams. A couple of friends of mine are meeting up in space to start our lives. Our dreams? To become the baddest pirates in the Nightmare system that was ever heard of. Up here 3 people join me. The first, Charles Fitbit, was a nasty guy but a friend of mine. He always had his hands into everything as long as I could remember. If you wanted something on the playground he was the kid to see. Then there was Ray Berserk. He was my closest friend at the time and he was the one who persuaded me to come up into this big black oblivion. The last person was our leader. I’m not going to say his name because that would taint the pages of my journal. If you haven’t guessed this guy is a dick. We have christened our self as the Predators. We have decided that we should go and tangle with the local riffraff.
Captains Log, Day One 1600 hrs, Sector D4, New York System:
Man I can’t take this much longer. Me and Berserk, and Fitbit planned a mutiny because all this guy wants is to make a name for him. While me and the others were out lance hacking today, he yelled over the intercom that we were to come back and meet some “High ranking officials”. We transmitted back that we weren’t coming and our mutiny was a success and our lives on our own began. Berserk has become the head of our group.
Captains Log, Day Four 1100 hrs, Buffalo Base, New York System:
Lately I have been attacking convoys with the local pirates. I have earned enough for a defender right before my reputation went under. Yesterday I came back to base to notice that Berserk and Fitbit had run off. So now I was totally alone. Well pirating was outta the question since I had no others to back me up so I began job hunting as a freelancer. Hopefully a job will come my way…soon.
Captains Log, Day 13 0800 hrs, Mac Tan Base, Magellan System:
Well my freelancing job went down the drain when I was supposed to bring back Cardamine to a Navy Base but my greed got the best of me and I scuttled into the Badlands with my newly found treasure. Later that evening Berserk contacted me. Guess were he was? Omicron Theta. I’ve never heard of someone traveling that fast threw the systems. Well it turns out that he and Fitbit are now affiliated with the largest pirate group in the entire galaxies that make up the Nightmare Sector. Well they were stationed up their as recruiters and so they called me askin’ to join up. It was an offer I could not refuse. A full time contract with the Omega Pirates Guild. It was a blessing from the heavens. Well tomorrow I start me journey. I have plotted my route and it should take me about a week to get there if my calculations are correct. I Leave in the morning.
Captains Log, Day 14 0530 hrs, Mac Tan Base, Magellan System:
Today is the big day. I suited up and checked all my pre flight Checks. Fuel-Check, Life Support-Check, Supplies (this was easy because I had filled my newly acquired freighter with food, pharmaceuticals, some gold, and a stash of cardamine at the bottom, the night before)-Check! Well I was ready to go so I bid the control tower goodbye and launched into space. Ah, the open road, there is nothing like it.
Captains Log, Day 15 1000 hrs, Sector C4, Manchester System:
Yesterday was quite uneventful. Nothing much showed up on the scanners. Just a Lane Hacker or two. Yesterday I arrived at the Manchester jump hole. I went threw and stopped at the first station I saw; Birmingham Border Station. Some Gian punks were looking at my ship Last night so this morning I left early. I am currently on my way to Sheffield Station I heard its pretty tough there. A Bounty Hunter station they say. I will have to stop there to re-supply so I hope no one recognizes me.
Captains Log, Day 19 1600 hrs, Planet New London, New London System:
Today I have stopped at New London. Some Mollys had shown up and I was caught in the mix so I started firing and I accidentally hit a Bretonian Battleship. I ran for me life, before anyone could get a fix on me. So I am camp here for a few days until this all settles over, hey maybe I might meet some British ladies, I hear there all the rage now.
Captains Log, Day 25 1400 hrs, Leon Base, Omega 41 System:
Man the radiation is quite hard on the hull. It is always hot when I touch the walls. I really don’t know if this ship that I bought in an ice field can take the heat. Well im almost there I bought a bribe from a Zoner in the lounge for a jump hole in this system that goes directly to Omicron Theta. I am almost there I thought. That’s were I was wrong.
Captains Log, Day 32 2300 hrs, Freeport Nine, Omicron Theta:
