(Hello, you all, and a nice day to you,
I write this to introduce myself here...
My Name is Marcus (Scuanor's the Nick) and I am a
male 34-year old from Hamburg, Germany.
I once played Battlecruiser 3000ad and found it
great, for all the Stuff one can do and all the
Freedom, then last year I bought Battlecruiser
Milennium Gold and was amazed, how big it is,
sadly a Friend of mine borrowed it and only after
some rare Meetings I finally got it back now.
After looking through IRC and Forum, I thought BCM
was dead, but sometimes the "dead" are only
sleeping. And so I am honoured to be here, with so
many People that too like, what the Maker(s) of
these Games accomplished, and hope to find some
day a new BC-Game in the shelf in some Store here
in Town.
And now back to Topic, as I am since the late 80s
an ever-addicted Roleplayer, hope thats not a too
big problem... ┬░Smiles┬░)
"...Exiting Jump-Point, Sir" a female, somewhat
low-sounding Voice announced softly.
I shook my Head to come to thoughts and went to my
Quarters, mumbling a few Commands to my Navigation
Officer Denjeah, she would handle the Rest of the
Procedure, as always on Wednesdays.
As I reached my Cabin on this newly aquired,
Starwarrior-Class Cruiser, I closed the
nonfunctional Door by myself, dropped my Jacket
on the Floor nearby and sat down in the Chair.
Tired I closed my Eyes and thought of all
the Things that happened lately.
After that ... "Incident" on the "Golden Angel"
last Year, Me and some of my Crewmembers parted,
for the Sake of Peace, Slowly i was adapting to a
Life in a Bar, mixing Drinks and beeing nice, all
without the wonderful sight that Space has to
offer, then a coded Message arrived...
Now I am in Command of this old, little Thing
called UCV-Betty Boop and as a 34 year-old
Mercenary, I wondered, what card Fate would hand
me next...