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Bigfoot Hunter
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Posted - 2004.05.16 08:08:00 -
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Edited by: Bigfoot Hunter on 16/05/2004 08:12:08
vessels gentry opened then from the darkness of the ships interior exited 48 freed slaves and the 1 local who survived assaulting the slavers convoy. The crowd went wild with screams and cheers and family members of the freed slaves reuniting and crying hysterically. Then it all went silent The God Father exited the ship pushing in front of him a gurny with a amarrian on it. The Amarrian looked like hell many of his bones where broken some sticking out from the skin. It soon became evident that he was conscious yet even with out restraints did not try to flee from certain death that awaited him he did not move any at all in fact. Soon it became obvious that all the blood he as dripping was not just from the shattered legs and knee caps and other major bone groups all of his major tendons and been severed. The armed Gallente marines who where there waiting for the amarrian so they could take him into custody jaws dropped ôwhat the hell happened to him?ö they asked. ôHe resisted capture.ö said Bigfoot Hunter in a cold heartless tone. Off the marines wheeled the amarrian then Big yelled one more thing ôOh I want that gurney back when you are done with it.ö
3 hours later the slaver was sentenced to death after his clones in gallente space had been confiscated. Big watched from the observation deck as they carried out the sentence via nitrogen asphyxiation. A peaceful death for a worthless slaver he thought.
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Bigfoot Hunter
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Posted - 2004.05.16 08:08:00 -
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It was a day like any other as the majestic U-S Unbroken slide into the docking bay of the chemal tech station deep in gallente space the god father was running missions for his favorite agent a Hedoubel Crens as he had done a thousand times before. The old warhorse had known and been working for Ms. Crens for a long while and they where on quite friendly terms.
As soon as the gargantuan megathron class battleship was secured in the docking bay Big called Ms. Crens up. ôHowÆs it going got any implants for me tonight baby?ö He asked. ôNo but I do have something that you will probably find far more interesting she responded.ö ôWhat could I find more interesting than a implant that I could sell for a pile of cash. I may not be a orthodox caldari but at the end of the day I still am one except for that 1/25th gallente from my mothers side.ö he said with a smile. ô Well 1 jump over a slaver was found it is believed he was abducting people from some of there outlying colonies. The locals tried to stop him but he has a serpentis escort the locals where destroyed and are believed to have been taken captive.ö. It was quite obvious that the deteis temperament had just gone sower he had the look of a serial killer now his answer to Ms. Crens was short ôGive me a bookmark to his last location and I will bring this man to justice.ö As the nav computer was loading the location of the vile slaver big refitted his megathron to a all out war setup.
The metallic beast slide out of the hanger just as gracefully as it had entered and soon was on its way to the jump gate to the system the slaver and his serpentis bodyguards where last spotted in. A few minutes latter the megathron dropped out of warp at the bookmark he was provided. It was utterly silent except for the hmm of machinery the U-S Unbroken was completely automated except for her captain all of the god fathers ships where automated after the lose of his beloved tempest the Silent Death where all the crew except him had perished.
In front of the old warrior sat 2 black serpentis thoraxes and a interon mk5. The god father hailed the 2 serpentis vessels ô Is this man paying you enough to die? I know how you large pirate factions operate your bosses are so cheap they donÆt even buy you a pod just jack you straight into the central computer. Leave now or the next thing youÆll remember is waking up in a medical facility.ö no response with just a thought the shields of the U-S Unbroken glowed violently as the shield hardeners kicked in. Big sent one more transmission this time a general broadcast to all three ships in front of him. ôSee you in hell.ö Instantly space between the two sides became ablaze with the strangely beautiful lights of the tools of death. The serpentis vessels while brave where nothing compared to the mighty megathron and soon there sleek black hulls exploded brightly brining momentary light to the darkness of space. Soon Bigs full fury fell upon the defenseless slavers vessel which quickly crumbled. Quickly the metallic beast scooped up the remains of the fallen vessels and began heading back to the chemal tech station only 1 jump away.
Big set the auto pilot exited the pod grabbed a large military rifle and headed to the cargo bay. Once there he began to inspect what he had salvaged from the jettisoned container of the interon mk5 all 48 of the slavers slaves where safe also 1 of the locals who had been taken prisoner was aboard he was the only of the brave locals who had survived the previous engagement. Then something else caught his eye a amarrian male well dressed with a control staff rigged to control slaves who had been implanted with control chips the deteis shouldered his weapon ôget down on the floor now you sack of s=@*% before I put you down for good.ö The amarrian quickly dropped to the floor. The rest of you saw where I came in from take that exit and go to the mess haul have the computer fix you something to eatö Big said in a loud intimidating voice underlaid with a overriding anger. The amarrian spoke his first words ôIm just a simple business man just like you caldariÆs except I deal in people. The ones I abducted and those I ordered killed are just to keep a healthy profit margin you can understand that cant you? Now how much to get you to look the other way and let me go you know the gallente will execute me if im brought to justice?ö Big was very slim for a caldaran many though he was under feed or extremely weak but his near 6 foot 125 pound frame hid his true strength and in one quick movement he swung the butt of the rifle into contact with the amarrians head insanely knocking the slavers out cold and opening up a large wound above his right temple.
The U-S Unbroken was soon home again asking for a docking request. As the ship came to rest and Big got ready to exit his vessel he could see a crowd start to gather in the docking bay all staring intently at his vessel. The crowd watched intently as the
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Deathwing
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Posted - 2004.05.16 10:59:00 -
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Any slaver that is caught, put on trial and then executed for being a slaver obviously isnt a very good slaver
and to only have 48 slaves in the hold???
It is so hard to find young, hard working, moticated slavers these days.....Perhaps I should write a book on becoming a slaver some day 
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Russo
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Posted - 2004.05.17 10:00:00 -
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3 hours and sentenced to death? Youd think the liberal gallente wouldve let him have trial after trial, appeal after appeal. It doesnt make sense to me.
Russo - CEO Amarria Auxilia
Your friendly neighborhood badass
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Silverlancer
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Posted - 2004.05.17 10:20:00 -
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 Originally by: Russo
3 hours and sentenced to death? Youd think the liberal gallente wouldve let him have trial after trial, appeal after appeal. It doesnt make sense to me.
Appeals are given when there is a doubt of guilt. But when it is obvious that someone is breaking the law and there is no question whether the law is constitutional or not... appeals don't happen.
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Bigfoot Hunter
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Posted - 2004.05.18 03:35:00 -
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The gallente arent as weak as some like to make it seem. Also not much room for appeal when there are 50 witnesses to his crimes (48 slaves, 1 prisoner, and me) and gun camera footage from my vessel when i picked him and his slaves and prisoner up after destroying his ship and his 2 serpentis guards.
I am somewhat disapointed that they gave him such a pain free death at least i gave him a taste of caldari justice aboard my vessel when he "resisted capture" 
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