The mercs show up

I unplug for a while and watch some haloreels with Smith when I heard my Comms chip bleep and a face projected in front of it. Plugged it in and was face to face with Regicyde - front runner and CEO of the mercenary corporation on my tail  - The Boondock Saints -. 

Poked around on my off time to do a little research, seems they're definately Ex- Orphanage, so they know rens like the back of their hand, and thats a problem, probably got some friends too. With their obvious religious tendencies I am now leaning more towards the Amarrians paying them to put pressure on me in my own highsec, for as we all know, OMGROFLSTOMP kills all.


----------- Private channel communications Log ---------

And Shepherds we shall be

For thee, my Lord, for thee.

Power hath descended forth from Thy hand

Our feet may swiftly carry out Thy commands.

So we shall flow a river forth to Thee

And teeming with souls shall it ever be. 

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In Nomeni Patri, Et Fili, Spiritus Sancti

Dude wait you opened up communications with me right? 

Yes, Hello I'm Regicyde.
Why the hell are you praying?

It is what we do my son.

oh....kay....

Me and my brother(s) are forced to murder you for your wicked soul. 

Yes, I see you have wardecced my corporation.

Now you will receive us.
We do not ask for your poor, or your hungry.
We do not want your tired and sick.
It is your corrupt we claim.
It is your evil that will be sought by us.
With every breath we shall hunt them down.
Each day, we will spill their blood till it rains down from the skies.
Do not kill, do not rape, do not steal, these are principles which every man of every faith can embrace.
These are not polite suggestions, these are codes of behavior and those of you that ignore them will pay the dearest cost.
There are varying degrees of evil, we urge you lesser forms of filth not to push the bounds and cross over, into true corruption, into our domain.
For if you do, one day you will look behind you and you will see we three. And on that day, you will reap it.
And we will send you to whatever god you wish.

(smith is hunched over my back as we both stand half ominously and half pure delight at the image on the viewscreen)

We have many Gods, I am Matari, can you calm down dude, you're freaking my lady friend out. 

It is not my words you should fear, but my Ships, my men, and for your soul. 

So... can I go back to watching Debbie does Jita now? My girl was kind of into it, and I'm not flying tonight.
My son, I pray for you this morning, for tonight, you dine in hell. 
Dude, if you pod me I just wake up in another clone. Cut the crap, I'll see you on the field.