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oct. 4434 [itan] missing in action list
from: commander upper case, coalition of [itan]
to: galaxy-wide broadcast
re: [itan] missing in action list
greetings
it is with deep regrets that the coalition of [itan] informs it's allies and friends that a number of it's pilots on it's roster have now officially been labelled as "missing in action".
a sign had been posted for the last two weeks on coalitionofitan.org about this upcoming pruning and the guild motd reflected this planned operation. the mia list is posted here, in order to reach a wider audience.
the mia list was assembled by the council of the coalition of [itan] and it's officers.
should the coalition not hear about the following pilots by october 20th, boxes with their belongings will be sent to their loved ones or to charity and the pilots will be taken off [itan]'s active roster list.
condition: missing in action
Astaroth
Atan Yomane
Bonen Merolus
Canawu Pas
Cho Le Chatelier
daNi Ei
Deliverence Payne
Dr. Dschabbalai
Dredge Starjumper
gear9242
GRAIG daOne
Gruumsh
Hazan
Heywood Jerome
Holdan
Infinite_Skillz
Jack Sisco
jdigital
jiri
Khari
Kyranis Straxi
Minus Malus
Moofed
nuthou5e
Nathan Detroit
Pilot 9
Quintius
ShieldsofForce
Teri Western
TheBat
theStig
Xeelee
Zai
condition: active & in unpaid vacation
Arlina Solestia
drazed
Euphoriac
Harpo
MR. Bean
soff moric
Tamion Le Chatelier
Udjuk Marwen
this list will get updated as confirmation of these pilots' whereabouts are confirmed.
edit: capitalisation of member names graciously provided by the council of the coalition of [itan], and by the letter 'p'.
to: galaxy-wide broadcast
re: [itan] missing in action list
greetings
it is with deep regrets that the coalition of [itan] informs it's allies and friends that a number of it's pilots on it's roster have now officially been labelled as "missing in action".
a sign had been posted for the last two weeks on coalitionofitan.org about this upcoming pruning and the guild motd reflected this planned operation. the mia list is posted here, in order to reach a wider audience.
the mia list was assembled by the council of the coalition of [itan] and it's officers.
should the coalition not hear about the following pilots by october 20th, boxes with their belongings will be sent to their loved ones or to charity and the pilots will be taken off [itan]'s active roster list.
condition: missing in action
Astaroth
Atan Yomane
Bonen Merolus
Canawu Pas
Cho Le Chatelier
daNi Ei
Deliverence Payne
Dr. Dschabbalai
Dredge Starjumper
gear9242
GRAIG daOne
Gruumsh
Hazan
Heywood Jerome
Holdan
Infinite_Skillz
Jack Sisco
jdigital
jiri
Khari
Kyranis Straxi
Minus Malus
Moofed
nuthou5e
Nathan Detroit
Pilot 9
Quintius
ShieldsofForce
Teri Western
TheBat
theStig
Xeelee
Zai
condition: active & in unpaid vacation
Arlina Solestia
drazed
Euphoriac
Harpo
MR. Bean
soff moric
Tamion Le Chatelier
Udjuk Marwen
this list will get updated as confirmation of these pilots' whereabouts are confirmed.
edit: capitalisation of member names graciously provided by the council of the coalition of [itan], and by the letter 'p'.
Udjuk Marwen was seen yesterday.
Tamion looked out the xi-glass windows out into the starry night of Serco Prime. How long had it been? A year? A month? Times slid together in his eight by eight cell, pacing back and forth with the sky just out of reach outside.
The guards will come again, he though. And again, and again, every day some new torture, some new serco device. One of these days they're just going to change out my senses for implants and get whatever they want- until my mental conditioning kicks in and shuts my brain down from the inside. Maybe they know about that too. They knew about everything else.
Tamion thought back to his last mission, out among the asteroids of Sedina. The leviathan had been burning all along its curving length, surrounded by the ruins of its fleet. Drifting hulks sailed past and smashed splintering into the giant rocks around them. He had launched dozens of missiles and his gun stocks were nearly empty. Aiming carefully, he positioned his ship near the dorsal engine of the creature and nailed the main core where it lay exposed through blasted armor.
The creature went up like a gigantic firework. Only then had he seen the twelve capital class signatures on his viewscreen, but by then it was too late. Three squadrons of ink black ships surrounded him. He could make out the blazing red insignia of the Serco nation emblazoned on their wings.
A voice came over the comm. "Make no communication attempt, 'tani. Enter docking bay 3-14, HAC Mephisto, docking lights have been prepped." Tamion hadn't had to think about it for long. He angled his ship carefully and entered the open bay slowly. As soon as he was inside he smashed the accelerator down with his foot and armed every warhead inside the vessel. The Valkyrie surged forward meeting the gantries inside the docking bay with a crash.
The entire left side of the bay went up in a curtain of flame as Tamion ejected out the bottom of the ship, taking off running. He only got a few steps before something pierced his neck just above the shoulder. Everything went as dark as space.
He didn't know where he was now. The sky outside looked to him like the Serco's home system, but as he had passed through it only a few times, and usually too quickly to sitesee, he wasn't sure. One day, he thought. One day I'll be free of this place. Then I'm going to come back with some of the others and we're going to take this place apart piece by piece. If ITAN won't help me, then I'll find someone else, but every single Serco bastard here is going to die. He heard the clank of the opening door behind him. "I'll be back," he whispered to the stars. Then he turned and began another day in the white-walled rooms of Serco Intelligence.
Tamion
The guards will come again, he though. And again, and again, every day some new torture, some new serco device. One of these days they're just going to change out my senses for implants and get whatever they want- until my mental conditioning kicks in and shuts my brain down from the inside. Maybe they know about that too. They knew about everything else.
Tamion thought back to his last mission, out among the asteroids of Sedina. The leviathan had been burning all along its curving length, surrounded by the ruins of its fleet. Drifting hulks sailed past and smashed splintering into the giant rocks around them. He had launched dozens of missiles and his gun stocks were nearly empty. Aiming carefully, he positioned his ship near the dorsal engine of the creature and nailed the main core where it lay exposed through blasted armor.
The creature went up like a gigantic firework. Only then had he seen the twelve capital class signatures on his viewscreen, but by then it was too late. Three squadrons of ink black ships surrounded him. He could make out the blazing red insignia of the Serco nation emblazoned on their wings.
A voice came over the comm. "Make no communication attempt, 'tani. Enter docking bay 3-14, HAC Mephisto, docking lights have been prepped." Tamion hadn't had to think about it for long. He angled his ship carefully and entered the open bay slowly. As soon as he was inside he smashed the accelerator down with his foot and armed every warhead inside the vessel. The Valkyrie surged forward meeting the gantries inside the docking bay with a crash.
The entire left side of the bay went up in a curtain of flame as Tamion ejected out the bottom of the ship, taking off running. He only got a few steps before something pierced his neck just above the shoulder. Everything went as dark as space.
He didn't know where he was now. The sky outside looked to him like the Serco's home system, but as he had passed through it only a few times, and usually too quickly to sitesee, he wasn't sure. One day, he thought. One day I'll be free of this place. Then I'm going to come back with some of the others and we're going to take this place apart piece by piece. If ITAN won't help me, then I'll find someone else, but every single Serco bastard here is going to die. He heard the clank of the opening door behind him. "I'll be back," he whispered to the stars. Then he turned and began another day in the white-walled rooms of Serco Intelligence.
Tamion
Tamion knew his brother Itani would be wondering what had happened, but he hoped that they would keep his dock open for when he returned and brought a reckoning back on this hell hole.
*Please keep me on the roster.
*Please keep me on the roster.
Quintius is my brother.....he will not be coming at this current moment..... to busy life
Man, I've never even HEARD of over half of those peeps.
The rest are full deserving of the sacking.
The rest are full deserving of the sacking.
Wow, that MIA list looks suspiciously like CLMs detention center roster...
Well, some of them, the rest are on our "Confirmed Kill" wall.
Well, some of them, the rest are on our "Confirmed Kill" wall.
You would benefit if you would differentiate between MIA, AWOL, and KIA my dear 'tanis. Labeling them all MIA is just lazyness.
I think they're all AWOL, otherwise they wouldn't be asking.
perhaps the thread should be renamed " Missing , inaction list"
sorry
Ecka
sorry
Ecka
last warning to the mia peepz.
prune in 24h.
prune in 24h.
can i be taken of this MIA list and be moved the the Infrequent Visit list?
I think I'd be AWOL. But maybe that's just me.