[ WP ] You are a pirate .

Allow me to introduce meself: Al Raygun Jr., gentleman, poet, pirate. Actually I lied about first two. But rest asdured, I am, indeed, a pirate. Runs in the family. Me da was a pirate, me gramps was a pirate. Now, technically gramps only stole music and movies on the old net, but he was the one who started the family tradition. My old man was hijacking cargo drones. Me, I hunt freighters. 
 
 Freighters are mostly automatic these days, going back and forth between Earth, Mars and the Belt. They carry ore and oxygen, medicine and weapons, fuel and food. And I take em. 
 
 Hide near a rock. Wait for the freighter to come within a click. Jump. Cut the hull. Drop a plasma mine inside. Jump back. Watch the freighter pop and cargo spill. Not the most efficient method, I usually scavenge about half the cargo before security bots arrive. One of the safest though. 
 
 Sell cargo. Go to bar someplace near Ceres or Vesta. Moon, if the booty's good. Get drunk, gamble away. Repeat. 
 
 Yo-ho-ho and all that. Wo n't trade it for anything.
