★ 𝗗𝗜𝗔𝗡𝗡𝗘 𝗛𝗘𝗡𝗥𝗬 𝗢'𝗥𝗜𝗢𝗥𝗗𝗔𝗡 ★

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𝗗𝗲𝗳𝗲𝗻𝘀𝗲 𝗰𝗼𝗺𝗽𝗮𝗻𝘆 𝗿𝗲𝗹𝗲𝗮𝘀𝗲𝗱 𝗹𝗶𝗺𝗶𝘁𝗲𝗱 𝗲𝗱𝗶𝘁𝗶𝗼𝗻 𝗯𝗼𝗺𝗯 𝘀𝗵𝗮𝗽𝗲𝗱 𝗱𝗶𝗹𝗱𝗼𝘀.

𝗛𝗮𝗱 𝘁𝗼 𝘁𝗿𝗮𝘃𝗲𝗹 𝘁𝗼 𝘁𝗵𝗲 𝗥𝗲𝗽𝘂𝗯𝗹𝗶𝗰 𝗼𝗳 𝗧𝗲𝘅𝗮𝘀 𝘁𝗼 𝗴𝗲𝘁 𝘁𝗵𝗲𝗺.

𝗥𝗲𝗻𝘁 𝘄𝗶𝗹𝗹 𝗯𝗲 𝘁𝗶𝗴𝗵𝘁 𝘁𝗵𝗶𝘀 𝗺𝗼𝗻𝘁𝗵.

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supplied as I can.

Anyway…

I think this is a good place to end this recording, I think I’ve laid it all out clear enough. Never accept charity from a corpo rat, if you don’t owe them money you owe them your service.

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no ‘sakas allowed… And I also do some merc work, though that is a line of work I don’t focus on all that much.

Eventually, I managed to fix my relationship with the Mox somewhat, but I am still barred from joining. It's sad but I’ve made my peace with it by keeping my beloved girls as well

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had wrecked my life, robbed me of my purpose. I damn near tossed every single bit of NUSA imagery out of my apartment, but my mom managed to calm me down, help me see things with a colder head.

Since then, I’m a freelancer, I smuggle for anyone with the scratch… Well almost anyone,

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Was kicked out, couldn’t fly their tattoos, or their line of clothing, I was even banned from talking to any Mox of any rank under penalty of getting my brains splattered over Lizzie’s parking lot… And all because I had a little chat with Militech.

I was quite bitter about it. My patriotism

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as a truly unsettling development that threatens the gang in a post Arvin accord world; what if Arasaka found out now that they have been granted access to this city? The crates are still in their possession, and so is the compromised Mox that got the Militech cargo.

The next day I was out.

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how naive I was.

That same day I told some of the girls about what happened, what Militech wanted from me, some of the girls just laughed it off same as I. But as the tale went up the chain, there were less and less Mox that took the whole thing as lightly as I did. They saw the whole stunt

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is signed by all parties.

I remember watching the live broadcast, feeling disappointed, but also kinda laughing the whole thing off as just a freak occurrence that had no real bearing on my life other than having a bunch of money for myself and a crazy story to tell to my fellow Moxxies, oh

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credit chip with a quarter of my payment pro bono and a badge. Was ordered to wait; when the time comes, someone was gonna knock on my door and deliver full instructions.

Fast forward to June of 2070, the war ends in a stalemate thanks to fucking Arasaka getting involved and the Arvin accord

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sometime in 2070. Not gonna lie to make myself look good here, I… I didn’t hesitate; my eyes were probably glowing red, white and blue, and my heart was beating to the beat of the anthem. I would’ve saluted if I wasn’t so damn overwhelmed by the offer. I signed the contract, got a coin, a

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subtle implants, a nice coat, dark skin, probably the hottest man I’ve seen in my entire life. He laid it out for me, he wanted me to be the liaison between Militech and the Mox; they wanted the gang to serve as agents of the upcoming occupation of the city, which was expected to happen

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patriotism and eagerness to serve my gang blinded me, but I was so happy that I got everything the gang wanted and then some, that I didn’t stop to think that maybe, just maybe, this was suspicious as hell.

The contact came to me the night after everything was delivered, it was a man, tall,

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Militech.

Ah…

Militech…

The woman was called Evangelina… I think, a very nice woman. She didn’t ask for much in exchange for the weapons, ammo, chrome, food and medicine. All she wanted was that I would make myself available for a meeting with other members of the corp… I think my

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how to perform such a task; one thing is to buy some iron at a 2nd Amendment store and another is to get crates of weapons and ammo for your gang. I was scared of screwing it up, getting ripped off or something, but I managed to get a hold of it pretty quickly, I even made some contacts within

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had purpose… Then Nevada fell, and the priorities of the gang shifted. Now they wanted to prepare for the occupation; set up food banks and clinics, store medicine, chrome and ammunition, so I was assigned the task of getting everything they needed for the coming conflict.

I had no idea of

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the Mox, properly. I joined in during the big riots of May 13th, 2067. The gang was taking shape and the Claws were beaten so badly they were in no position to get in the way. My role back then was to be a bouncer and sometimes perform for the BD recorder, it was a good time, I felt like I

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it was clear that shit was gonna hit the plaza next year. Most people around me were terrified, and while I was scared of being in the middle of a war zone, I was actually glad that the country I was born in was finally being put back together, even if it was by force.

Back then I was with

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might look like a Mox, even act like a Mox, but I’m not really a Mox, I’m not part of the crew even though I want to be… Now, why is that?

It was autumn of 2069, the Unification War was getting closer and closer to the city. Neutrality had kept the city out of harm's way, but when Nevada fell

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have that many close friends; not a lot of people even know my side of a lot of these stories. I gotta preserve them somehow, otherwise they will just vanish into the air.

I wanna start with the biggest story I got to tell, as it is entangled with a bigger reality than my own. You see, I

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Testing, testing...

One, two, three...

Alright, there are a lot of things I want to get off my chest, many stories and accounts of events that I feel should be remembered; I want my perspective to be out there in some way, and I also want my stories to not fade away the moment I die. Don’t

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𝗛𝗘𝗡𝗥𝗬'𝗦 𝗔𝗨𝗗𝗜𝗢 𝗟𝗢𝗚

𝗘𝗡𝗧𝗥𝗬 𝟬𝟬𝟭

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ALRIGHT

PINNED DONE

TIME TO BRING IN THE SOLOS

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