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Mendelssohn

- Prophet of the Fierce One -


Ain't none ever seen
the face of his foe, no
He ain't made of flesh and bone

He's the one who sits up close
beside you and when he's there
you are alone.

The Divine Protocol

It was in the era of the Earless' first signs of faltering that I felt the Fierce One's presence in my dreams, conveying to me his Divine Protocol, to be taken to heart by all that care for the Way of the Warrior. For a full week, He appeared to me, leaving me mentally and physically wrecked for lack of sleep, but in perfect state of spiritual enlightenment.

Each time that He left me, I endeavoured to write down His Commands, so that others may learn as well. The ideas are gathered in The Divine Protocol, available via this link.


Lessons in Fierceness

It was rumoured by Anonymous sources in the SST that I am, in fact, a coward, not worthy of the title of Prophet.

't Is true that I sometimes avoid battle, when the odds are just too slim, or when I have other business to attend to. One can call this a lack of fierceness, but consider what would happen if I had to prove my fierceness to every ship my size or bigger. Even with superb tactical insights, and glamourous Fierceness, I would be quickly dead or too weak to resist even a newbie.

This does not mean that I will run off on all fights at hand. In fact, the HHB Chrome giving back the Exotic laser - handed down to me by the Fierce One as a result of succeeding in a particularly unyielding adventure - prevented my officers from going into full frontal attack. Again, the Anonymous Cowards in the SST spoke of cowardess where there was none among the crew of the Mendelssohn.

Alas, my forgiveness regarding the Chrome was taken for weakness by the likes of colidescope, that attacked without warning, while I offered him a weapons trade on basis of equality. Let it be known that no man that attacks without giving proper chance to defend or graceful declining of a fight by yielding a module shall ever be known as truely Fierce. For the Fierce One quoth, "The Way of the Warrior is travelled on two Legs; the one Leg is Fighting with Fierceness, and the other Leg is Fighting with Honour". In later visions, the Fierce One elaborated on the concept of Fierceness, interpreted by me in the protocol.

Honourless as he was, the colidescope did not deserve to wear the Holy Implements of War, so I decided, against chance perhaps, to face him, and take from him the Fierce One's blessings. Though the colidescope outranked me in almost all fields of weaponry, and important fields like sensor, cloaking, and impulse, I guesstimated his strategy, came up with a matching one, and, with the Fierce One's blessings, attacked at closest range possible, and dismantled his weaponry division, upon which he fleed. The battle, and some relevant information, can be seen here.

Note the complete lack of functional weaponry on board the colidescope afterwards. I have not given my own ship's information, since that might attract more honourless dogs that would attack me only now that I am recovering.

In the mean time, I stand firmly in believing that, having set the proper example, I may instruct my Chosen Ones to attack my current enemies (colidescope, Weirdboyz, Outreach, Plague Bearer) with extreme prejudice, until such time that they publicly admit the error in their ways, and have repayed the Divine Favour owed.

Followers of the Fierce One are also encouraged to attack these Affronts to the Fierce One. Confirmed reports of successful attacks on these Heretics will be rewarded by a fitting number of free denounces, and/or free Council positions.


From the Captain's Log

Stardate 2531.578:
I have been having more and more of these weird dreams in which the Fierce One himself speaks to me. He urges me to seek prophethood, but I do not feel up to the task yet.

Stardate 2531.579:
More dreams, urging me to continue my work on the battle simulator, I have been working on with Lieutenant Smith.

Stardate 2531.580:
The work is progressing well, but specifics of impulse engine percentages need to be polished. Must dive into FIST battle databases.

Stardate 2531.581:
After a mostly sleepless night, I have decided to write down the ideas passed down to me in my dreams, and start making arrangements for becoming Prophet.


Last update: 2000/11/29 by Mendelssohn
Excerpts from "Sackcloth 'n' ashes" - 16 Horse Power