You get on top of your console and power it on, various lights beginning to shine in multiple sections. You are greeted with the Terminal's login screen, prompting you to input your data. You insert your username and your password and wait.
"Welcome to the Liberty Police Incorporated Terminal Network,"you hear the automated bot speaking, knowing that your data was accepted, "how may we help you, today?"The bot continues to speak as your console flashes, waiting for your next input.
Evening's patrol consisted of little more than a short loop around the New York and Colorado system. Items of note were to be found in my happenstance upon a Raven Talon piloted by a self professed member of the Order, whom was in the midst of an attempted hack into Norfolk, following a short barrage of my pulse weaponry the pilot disengaged and made with best speed from the system.
Given that that's the sort of pilot who ends up being replaced with a curt 'thank you' by the LSF rather than becoming a model citizen of Sugarland it didn't seem worth the risk of property to pursue into the black.
Some while later the battlecruiser Major sent out a general distress call, cautiously responding I found his vessel in conflict with a pair of Outcast bombers, wasting no time I quickly engaged and proceeded to diasable one. However at this point a trio of gunboats came onto the scene and I was prompted to beat a hasty retreat pending the arrival of heavier forces.
Given that the situation had heated up beyond my ability to influence I deemed it timely to wrap up the remaineder of my flight in Manhattan atmo.
Com ID: Liberty Police, Inc. Commander Paul Dennis
Location: Planet Los Angeles, California system
Callsign: LPI Omega 3. "Charm".
Transmitted to: Fort Bush, New York system.
-Open transmission-
I got in major involvment today. And the day started so peacefully... But let me get this straight, from the begining.
I launched outside Planet Los Angeles. Scanning traffic, as I always before commencing patrol. It all started out quiet. Some Rhino Freighters, a civilian vessel, Bounty Hunter, a Miner Ship and such. All with Water, Passengers, gasses or empty at all.
I've started my casual patrol. It was from Los Angeles to Cortez jump gate, then back. Then Mojave, California Minor, San Diego and back to the pads. Just as I reached Cortez jump gate I received a transmission of someone harrasing local trade by New York jump gate. I investigated, but all signs of battle were already gone. The trader told me that a few testing shots scared the pirate off.
Jus then I got called to Colorado. Local law enforcment needed bigger force and so I moved out. Didnt realise in what mess I got involved in at first, had to dodge like crazy. Say thirty...no, fifty Xenos in space! "Been worse" I said to myself in confident tone and moved to engage. It all went rather messy as two Xeno Gunboats arrived. I saw some Navy pilots, a Battlecruiser, even LSF! Guns were blazing everywhere, I dont really know what happened. Next thing I hear - the Xenos are retreating! Good news too! They must have been scared of me arriving to the area, yes... Well, whicever the case, I moved back to California soon after. Someone from Colorado department should make a report of all this mess.
===Incoming Transmission===
From: Sergeant Romolusius (sorry, if you saw the thing before this edit, sometimes, it does that by itself)
Subject: Virus Bomb.
Ave, Chief! (Translated from Latin) Today, there was a strange thing at Manhattan. I couldn't get any pictures because my ship was disintegrated before I got a chance. Everything there seemed to just disappear into thin air. While I was in my pod. I heard:
Muahahaha.
I had my fun.
Kthanxbai.
The day started out when i got a report that there was a rogue at West Point, call sign Solial (i think) which i destroyed with the help of a JG mercenary, who i payed 500,000 credits. i continued to patrol with Officer Harry Tailor and an officer of another Squad. (independent) With LN and LSF members joining, until we were a force of about 5 fighters, then the HF invaded, with 1 Outcast Dreadnought, 1 Liberty Assault Battlecruiser, and 1 Hacker Gunship. After ordering everyone in the system to evcacuate, I proceeded to alert a friend of mine, Commander John Colbert, CO Liberty Gunboat LNS Sacramento to the Hacker fleet and hid behind Fort Bush as a "reserve force". Read his report to find out what happened after that. I later escorted the Greedy Donut on a trade run before coming back to Manhattan to file this piece of useless paperwork.
This Report Paper was made possible by; Useless Report Papers, Inc.
(Um guys he said "File your PAPERWORK" so this isnt one of those "Incoming Transmission, Comm ID John Doe " message dumps, it so it would be more like the LPI if you posted like it was paperwork. sorry, i just wanted to make sure you knew. and this is not a rant.)
' Wrote:This thread is so stupid that a bird sitting on a nearby tree just EXPLODED.
It started out chasing down some merc that thought it was cool to boast about smugglin' under our noses. I arrested him outside Denver, but before he could even hit the lanes I lost my temper for a bit and an accidental weapon discharge turned his ship into a rapidly expanding ball of gas.
After that, I got a call from Officer Meg Scott about a Hacker Gunship, so I donned my SWAT gear and went to help. A lot of shooting, and CDs on her part as the fiend tried to flee, and we got 'im, me taking his shields with Debilitators and finishing with a Supernova and 2 Razors, ripping it apart like a tin can.
I like the new tech that we got with those Supernovas. After that, I went off duty and filed this report.
Sorry this one's a bit late, was busy with some juvies that were spraypainting Cezar's ride. Anyways. I launched from Manhattan, there were some folks about. Nothing new. I headed for Fort Bush to load up on cruise disruptors, and some folks under the tradelane started yelling about a Nomad. I called Tom in, and we both pitched into the battle. After a bit of work, and one of the others fellows blowing to bits, we managed to shoot it apart. We naturally burnt the brains; don't need more Nomad infested folks running around.
Later that day, I and Karl were flying around on patrol when we spotted a Spatial. Said Spatial had an LPI IFF, but the transponder codes read pirate. We raised the alarm, and waded in. I took off the shields and kept the guy's engines from powering up with the CD's I'd bought from Bush. Karl managed to get a bead on the punk and loosed a Supernova torp; right into the bogey's gullet. One down, too many more to go.
Signed: Jim Markey, LPI Sergeant
Zealot Wrote:Just go play the game and have fun dammit.
Treewyrm Wrote:all in all the conclusion is that disco doesn't need antagonist factions, it doesn't need phantoms, it doesn't need nomads, it doesn't need coalition and it doesn't need many other things, no AIs, the game is hijacked by morons to confuse the game with their dickwaving generic competition games mixed up with troll-of-the-day.
Today an Order fleet consisting of an Osiris, Huntress, 2 Corsair gunboats, and multiple scrub fighters attacked Norfolk, partially crippling the Missouri. The Rusty Donut responded to the distress call, coming in time to hit the killing Mortar on the Osiris. After that, our gunners easily dealt with the Huntress, which also took a Mortar, almost ripping it apart with one blow. We claimed one of the gunboats and a scrub fighter before withdrawing due to the fact that they were retreating to... Well, you know where.
Today I was on patrol of Colorado, ran into a couple of Xenos named -Spear- and Black.Mamba. For whatever reason, that Mamba fellow hanged back whilst Spear fought me in a good ol' fashioned duel. Well, that changed pretty soon as Mamba insulted a Merc, dragging two of them into it, and then a bounty hunter as well... Mamba went down fast
Then it was all -Spear-. After none to lengthy a battle he was brought down as well, all parties recompensed.
[End Report]
[New Report]
Frank Quinn
Got the call that an Outcast gunboat named Beastie something or another was terrorizing Manhattan. Me and an LN fighter and bomber engaged, and subsequently destroyed the fool. Piece of cake.