I wrote these as part of a school assignment where we had to use specific word sets and proper citation of books, movies, and such. To make it fun, I wrote the assignments set in Rifts Earth (well, the version I GMed at the time). Only character mentioned in here I've ever played is Shame of Thunder and Glass, my Kancoran Battle Magus Controller.
Dear Emperor Prosek.
Just between you and me, I hate calling you that, father. Anyway, I am writing to you in the hopes of you being willing to agree to lend me an APC, four SAMAS, a substantial amount of money, and some kind of new identity for me and my friends. I wish to borrow these items and services for a trip with friends somewhere into the wilds of the New West.
As you well know, I don't want to be anywhere near your Coalition. I have less respect for you and those that agree with you then any sort of D-Bee that may come through the Rifts from nowhere. Accept it father, I should've left long ago, I just couldn't find any way out.
As if we could agree on anything other then my poor life style, except that my brother would make a better Emperor after you then I. Now I give you the chance to let him take my place. Among my friends and I we have fewer credits than a house 'Borge.
I know how you like to operate. When we leave, you can play your little extortion game with their families. Promising to send people to look for us if they work for you, knowing full well that your men will never find us. After you claim us dead Joseph can take my place at your side and I can live and explorer's life in the sparse lands of the west with some good friends.
In a few years we can return and give you all the info on the west we collect. It would be a good investment on your part. Have the son you wanted at your side, powerful families at your heels, four fewer rich party kids in the clubs, and in a few years, good, reliable info on the 'New West' as they call it. All for some minor military hardware and a few million cred's.