Whiskey Foxtrot’s legendary gear is rewarded to the player when all lore challenges are completed.

(Excerpt from a thread on “The Happy Lorrian” fringe holoforums, common communication channel for weapon smugglers.)
– ulorr4k – 2 days ago
@wf_2201: Package is inbound. Let me know what you think.

• wf_2201 – 22 hours ago
  These modifications to the rifle and scrap cannon are good work. Payment’s going through our normal channels now. I especially appreciate the multi-surface adaptations you’ve modded in on the sticky bombs – these UPR-issued bombs won’t stick to [expletive removed].

Also, the paint job matches my boots.

Clicking “LIKE” right now.

// ENCRYPT_LVL: BioG.v.H33 – PERSONAL_NOTE – FANOFTHEEMPIRE //
// ALLOW_VISIBILITY: wf_2201
// I thought you would take more care than to entrust a Lorrian to make
// delicate equipment modifications. All you get out of that is ugly. And I’m
// not talking about the Lorrian merchant. That gun is a hideous piece
// of work that no self-respecting warrior would bear.
// You, on the other hand… I would gladly bare you in a heartbeat.
// Shall we meet in our usual place?
// END ENCRYPTION //

|| RAPID DEPLOYMENT CORPS EXPERIMENT
|| OBSERVATION LOG – BATCH 02, DAY 301
|| FROM: the desk of Dr. Ronald H. Geraldine
|| DATE: y.19934, d.101

In revisiting our bank of early galahadrim clones, we’ve discovered a subject that’s… suspicious. While this batch was due to be discarded, one particular specimen, subject WF02-1221, has proven hard to destroy. He’s quite wily, and, despite our best efforts, has evaded murder containment by even our best men.

While this degree of evasiveness is normally quite desirable among UPR recruits, WF02-1221 has been deemed unsuitable for joint operations and will be reassigned to the UPR dining facilities – at least, until we figure out what do do with him.

// ENCRYPT_LVL: PSHEncv.Sx971 – PERSONAL_NOTE – VALKYRIE //
// Tagging this file so I don’t forget this one.
// He’s wild, but that’s how I like ’em. Another warrior for paradise.
// Have the Lorrian get him to the Detritus Ring, I’ll take it from there.
// Even like the ring of his name. “Whisky Tango Foxtrot”.
// Probably drop the middle name, though. I don’t like to dance.
// END ENCRYPTION //

(Audio log sent via anonymous channels to Oscar Mike, RDC-OM83-1101, by Whiskey Foxtrot, RDC-WF02-1221. Audio attached, transcript below.)
Hey Mike. It’s Whiskey Foxtrot. Stop freaking out. I know you’re freaking out, and I want you to, like, stop that.

Okay? We good? Good. Now listen up, because not everybody gets the opportunity to chat up a younger, dumber version of themselves. Here’s the rub, Mike: you’re an idiot. You were cloned from an idiot, and somehow, they made you even stupider in the process. You’re loud. You’re arrogant. You spit dumbass catch phrases that you don’t understand. You watch too much TV. And you spend way, WAY too much time cleaning and talking to your gun.

People are talkin’, Mike. Whole lotta talkin’.

I get that I’m something of a celebrity to you, because I’ve been out there, kickin’ ass and takin’ names, and against all odds, I’m not dead. And you wanna know how I pulled that s**t off? I smarted the hell up. Talked less. Thought more. And if you do the same, you might live to be as old as I am.

(Whiskey Foxtrot sighs wearily.)

Ain’t many left of us RDC troopers, Mike. I guess that means we gotta stick together. So take this advice, and for f**k’s sake, don’t forget it: keep your mouth shut, your head in the game, and your eyes on the objective.

XOXO, Whiskey Foxtrot.

(A series of graffiti etchings on the stall of a men’s privy on the Detritus Ring chunk Betelget.)
How many Mikes does it take to change the plasmite in a shard pad? None. They’re too busy dying elsewhere.

Two Mikes enter. No Mikes leave. No one told them to, so they stayed inside. Stupid.

What do you get if you cross a Mike and a zombie harresburra? One brain. (Hint: it’s not the Mike’s. But I wish it was. Because then the zombie harresburra might attack him and eat his brain. I would pay top credits to watch that. Oh yeah I would.)

Boom goes the Mike.

I once tried stand-up comedy to pass the time. I told a joke, then dropped the Mike. He didn’t get back up because I crushed his neck with my boot.

A Mike, a King Mike, and a Queen Mike walked into a bar. I shot him. All three of him.

|| NOTICE OF ABANDONMENT
|| TARGET: RDC-WF02-1221 “WHISKEY FOXTROT”
|| CHARGE(S): Absence Without Leave, Desertion
|| DATE: y.19934, d.165

RDC-WF02-1221 is WANTED for desertion of his post in the United Peacekeeping Republics. Subject should be considered ARMED and DANGEROUS and ANGRY.

KNOWN ASSOCIATES: Reyna Valeria

WARNING: DO NOT LOOK AT HIS FACE. ANYONE WHO LOOKS AT HIS FACE WILL BURST INTO FLAMES. (UNCONFIRMED)

REWARD: 589,000,000.00 credits

• Oscar Mike and Whiskey are clones of a long-dead race known as the Galahadrim.
• Whiskey is from a earlier batch that was considered “defective”, but mostly for psychological reasons. That batch were less ‘group compliant’ as soldiers.
• Whiskey is currently 25 years old. Oscar Mike is 20. They both began clone life as ~20 year old adult Galahadrim.
• Whiskey was only with the RDC for a year, before being rejected from the service. He went AWOL shortly thereafter and has had an “interesting life” since then. Any differences in the Whiskey face and the Oscar Mike face should be attributed to age and lifestyle variances.

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NOTES FROM THE CODEX: Galahadrim:
A strong and ferocious blue-skinned race of humanoids from the planet Bromiet, they have been (technically) extinct for almost 1,500 years as their home system was one of the first inhabited planets darkened by the Varelsi. It is only because of the R.D.C. cloning program that the race still exists in the universe at all. Unfortunately, the R.D.C. only had samples of male DNA and thus far has had no luck in replicating females of the species.

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