Intergalactic Summit

We are hated. By the government and by the people. They fear us, yet don't respect us.

And we are not the only ones.

New technologies have emerged, and with them, a new kind of human. They are like us, yet different. They have the clone, but not the capsule. They are limited, but also less restricted. Once the revelation of what they truly are comes, they will be hunted. They will be hated. Like us. In fact, they are already being hunted. They are already being hated. Tibus Heth hunts down his own loyal soldiers out of fear of retribution. They are fools. All of them. You cannot tame the immortal. You cannot kill the immortal. But they try, and their efforts keep us bound. And worse, they pit us against each other in a proxy war, both for their own imperialistic goals as well as to keep us distracted. They take advantage of our patriotism. Our pride.

And out there? Out there we fight large wars for petty things. We kill because of the rush. We cooperate purely out of greed and malice. That leaves us with two choices. Shall we be pathetic, but noble? Or shall we be petty, but strong? There is no good answer to that question.

Let us not fight for petty reasons. Let us not scowl at our earthbound brethren. We immortals must unite, or we will spend far longer under the grasp of the Federation, the State, the Republic and the Empire. We must work towards our own goals. We must empower ourselves and our down-to-earth allies, and we must hasten the dawn of our true power.

The empires, they hold the Empyrean Age with callous hands... so let's loosen their grip.

You know... I was starting to suspect the same thing...

... always the same excuses about decontaminating the station. We've clearly been segregated away from the population.

"Petty but strong" sounds fine to me.

We are not inmortal. We may live after death, but we die. And, sooner or later, something will interrupt our transfer and we won't emerge alive on the other side. It may be a slim chance each time, but it happens, and even the smallest chance becomes certainty in the face of the infinite, or eternity in this case.

So no, we're not inmortal. And it's the stupid delusions of the sort that make us be hated, because most pod-pilots are little more than self-loving fools with the power of the mightiest machines of destruction humankind has created. No wonder we are hated so much, most of the eggers aren't as high as it would be required to be what we are, most are just wrecks one way or another.

Well technically, we died the first time we got cloned. Our clones are merely look-a-likes with our exact personality and memory loaded onto it. Basically, we've all technically been dead for a while now.

Just...don't think about it...

I contend that I am my mind, not my body.
When I was cloned, most of the cells in my body were not the same cells I has been born with. Were I to replace my innards with cybernetics one by one, it would still be my body, and I would still be me, so replacing the body wholesale makes no difference.

Each one of my incarnations may be separate if you consider my mind to have been copied and the original lost rather than just my mind moving, but just as a mosaic of individual pieces coalesce to form an image, so the different incarnations of me coalesce to become one me. The only philosophical thing I am still nulling over is what would happen if two copies existed at the same time.

Though my body may die, I only die when my mind is lost or destroyed.

The empires should tighten their grip, not loosen it. Capsuleers are already given too much power, which tempts them into doing evil. They must be chained if they are to be saved from falling further into sin.

My only brothers and sisters are those faithful to God and loyal to the Empire.

Us mercenaries have a weird relationship with the empires. As Felsusguy said, we are starting to become like capsuleers, feared and hated by all the empires. This has already been proven by the acts of Tibus Heth, which we luckily managed to thwart, as he tried to kill all the dropclone soldiers loyal to his cause.

Yet on the other hand, the empires keep making us new weapons, equipment, modules and vehicles and let us participate in the battle to conquer lowsec territory for the empires. To me it seems that the empires think of us dropclone soldiers the same way as capsuleers, a necessary evil to keep things stable.

i am not your brother, and if i can i will just destroy your ship and your pod happily

That's not immortal.

Immortal (adj). Living forever; never dying or decaying.

Transhuman (adj). A former human whose basic capacities have so radically exceed those of baseline humans as to be no longer unambiguously human by our current standards.

We're transhuman or posthuman or somewhere there. We're not immortal. Someone can walk into your clone creche, a technician for instance, who decided that he doesn't like you anymore. He pulls the plug, kills all your clones, and diverts your info-morph transmission path into a sun. You die.

Immortal is when, despite said technicians actions, you still live, show up, and teach him a lesson.

We're not immortal, we're not gods, we're slightly evolved apes with shiny toys.

P.S. We're not all hated. I have plenty of egg and baseline friends. Try not being an egotistical ass and you might be liked.

P.S.S. This is mostly directed at OP's stupidity, not you Kraid.