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ROEG X
BATTLE SURVEY GROUP
Dark Taboo
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Posted - 2014.05.31 22:07:00 -
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When the dust is settle and wars fade away from memory. The Gallente Federation will speak of one the most deadly mercenaries to ever step on the battlefield. ROEG X began with 10,000 isk ,old militia rifle with a used caldari militia dropsuit torn off a caldari victim, on a remote planet in Caldari Space. Low on ammo and the State looking for their Gallente fugitive, ROEG X began his escape out into the unknown dark space of New Eden, although all military records of ROEG X are classified. ROEG X blood lust for killing began with his first purchase of the Kill Switch GEK. Finding a new life away from the Gallente Military Arm. ROEG X joined a band of mercs in a corporation called the Northwind Alliance learning the trades and skills necessary to survive in the mercenary business, ROEG X was evolving into something lethal.
Little is known about this slayer but you can always find him somewhere in New Eden lurking like cold death preying on his next victim. Dust 514 will die, ROEG X will always remain legend. |
Kal Kronos
BATTLE SURVEY GROUP
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Posted - 2014.06.01 01:36:00 -
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Then Kal the caldari came along and killed, then t-bagged Roeg demoralizing the gallente and winning the war that had raged on as long as he could remember. |
Hawk-eye Occultus
ARKOMBlNE
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Posted - 2014.06.01 01:59:00 -
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Kal Kronos wrote:Then Kal the caldari came along and killed, then t-bagged Roeg demoralizing the gallente and winning the war that had raged on as long as he could remember.
"Hmm... Very interesting..."
He quickly removed the Drop-soaked rag. He had applied too much, too soon; and now the victim was acting nonsensical...
"Perhaps some Nerve Sticks..."
Shofixti beats an Ur-Quan Dreadnought and a Kor-Ah Marauder.
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Nrabatar Zorig
Nos Nothi
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Posted - 2014.06.01 05:57:00 -
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Right.
I'm having nostalgic feelings reading this fiction, it reminds me of the one you made a loooong time ago. There's still problems in this story, but hey, at least you don't claim to be the Gallente army general or the sort like some other people seem to claim.
Shaman Zorig of the Vherokior Tribe
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