God, no thank you. I kill enough people per day without heading out into space and murdering my way through cruisers and transports and everything else they're flying up there, thank you very much. Besides, at least the people I kill come back. And yes, I know those flying sky bastards come back too, but their crews don't.

I look on those that make their grim work enjoyable with a curiosity and speculation. I find the concept of enjoying such a cruel way of life appalling, and yet it is interesting to see how their minds have been able to overcome the stresses of war (I am not implying that your associate is psychotic; I am merely looking back at my experiences with some capsuleers) That being said, I have found that it is more prudent to loathe the work and embrace the fellowship of those you work with. I may not like having to mow down foes with a Boundless HMG, but I can enjoy the thankful remarks of my friends that I saved by doing so. Such an encouragement is a continuous supply of morale that gives my mind strength to fight the depression of combat and sharpens my senses to make the kill happen.

For the Capsuleers who think they can do what we do I say this ..... I was a trained baseline combat pilot before I became an Immortal Clone.

I can still pilot, who of them will unpod and help me take back control of the gun turret that is keeping the squad pinned down?

I find killing amusing, the staggering to the ground, the feel of a kill and the challenge but I only kill creatures of greed for we our made of greed and evil with a tiny spark of goodness. We must kill, not to get paid but to survive in this industrial world of greed, evil, and bloodshed. We simply fuel their markets in a cycle the will never end. As for the capsuller side, well I've heard them spit their lies. They shall never be what we are and we can't go to the endless black void of space so leave it a stalemate

Raises eyebrow
"Weak man?,hah, that is of war if you want I can say a long speech about us, but I do not think we have much time for that, do you?"

Bullshit. Everyone knows that you can not be a capsuleer and a duster at the same time, regardless if you have different clones.

That is a common misconception, but our clones are designed to interface with the same CRUs that the capsuleers do. All combat relevant data is stored in the implant itself and is therefore incompatible with a capsuleer clone because the data doesn't transfer with the consciousness like usual. In other words

When i can fight i cant fly

And when i fly i cant fight

but the consciousness transfer happens just the same

dust take skill not clicking a mic to got there and type a distance for a attack

You could likely speculate on Capsuleer opinion for ages.

I can tell you one thing, however. Amongst the ones I call friends, the general sentiment is fear.

Not fear of your power, of being usurped or surpassed, but fear of what a new breed of immortals is capable of.

Capsuleers already stain the skies with the blood of countless innocent people, and now immortal soldiers may soon do the same on our worlds. History has already borne witness to the atrocities that come with such power.

This trans-humanism that is romanticized amongst the elite is a steep, slippery slope. It causes you to forget what is truly important, to forget where you came from or who you really are. You end up a shadow of your original self, a monster with no care for those not like you.

It is these monsters they fear; that I fear. Capsuleer or mercenary, it does not matter. Both are threats to humanity at large, and I can assure you there are capsuleers out there who do not wish to be, who fight for the right reasons.

One day, sooner than you might like to think, the fighting will no longer be based around empires or ideologies, but around the very survival of our humanity against those who would see it destroyed.

To that end, ask yourself:

Are you still human?

Your heart seems to be in the right place Kador, but look at what you wrote.

'Mortals should not fear us'

Mortals. Lesser beings. That is how it begins. The separation subtly slips in to your mind, and you barely notice it taking hold. Whether that was your intended choice of words or not, the truth behind them remains.

It is when we begin defining ourselves as immortals, and everyone else as mortals, that humanity is lost for both. We become Gods, and they become worthless.

Regardless of differences in faith, you and I can undoubtedly agree: we are not Gods, and we should never think of ourselves or act as such.