Imagine if you will, a sad Draconis Combine planet, with sad Draconis Combine people living sad Draconis Combine lives.
Suddenly, a giant blue and white Atlas crests over the horizon. The pilot hops out and starts handing out these delicious fishy breakfast sandwiches. The people think to themselves, "The Coordinator never gave me any free food. In fact, I'm pretty sure I've been starving for the past few years. These new guys are all right. Maybe I'll start a guerrilla war and put them in charge. At the very least, I'd definitely hide them from the authorities in the unlikely event that they lose a battle."
Donegal Bagels--The Best Psy-Ops Weapon Since Money (Did I mention we're also really rich?)!
P.S. Some of our more "social" mechwarriors might not be above tossing a few bagels on the reactor of a vanquished foe for a toasty snack, but I find they taste too much like radiation. Toasting bagels on one's own mech, however, is a time-honored Lyran tradition and highly encouraged.
Bagels are OK, as anyone else here, is - Welcome!
Edited by Odin, 02 December 2011 - 09:54 AM.