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Recipient(s): NeuralNet Node 4.51A
Sender: M
Location: UNKNOWN


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Well, it was a busy day, to say the least. As time progressed, the people signed on for their shift, space it only got busier.

One boy by the callsign Mikazuki_Agus managed to hide behind the firepower of West Point, after he ran from little ol' me. This would have been fine, but the chicken threw insults from a distance. It takes a special kind of stupid to infuriate a woman. He then proceeded to waste my time by getting some random people to send me a message, so I fixed this problem by declaring war - now if he sends through an apology, I will happily leave him alone until he crosses me again - which, lets be honest - His head seems to be about as wise as his feet, it will happen. It is only a matter of when.

While I was waiting for that coward to show his face again, I found an Orbital Spa and Cruise ship under the call-sign OS&C|Luxemburg or something, I didn't really pay too much attention. I just know that he was carrying some very important people and assumed ignoring me would make his "problem" go away. He then managed to make friends with two passing freelancers, they were both adorable. I didn't feel like hurting the cute little freelancers, so instead I just made a point in seeing how quickly I could break things. Turns out that meant he had to navigate the badlands manually. Must have been a terrible ride for the passengers. If I were them I would demand a refund.

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I did also end up having to destroy another transport "runner". I don't know why these people always think running is the best option. "Stop" seems to be a word they don't teach these kids anymore. It will be the death of them - Well, more to the point shooting at me will be the death of them. This kid could have been good too, he was a slaver and I would have let him go after some fun. All I wanted to do was discuss the weather - maybe take one of his 'cargo' as my own. Who knows. The kid will find it hard to act as a slaver without a ship. Despite this, a very well timed Junker passed through, I let him bring those people to..... Well, I don't know where they were taken, but I don't really care. They aren't my problem anymore. Not long after this, I met some other Junker, indie guy this time, flying The.Optimist. This guy thought it would be a brilliant idea to try start a stare-down. It didn't work, he is happy to offer assistance where he can - This is useful.

After leaving his company, I ran into a Freelancer under the call-sign Green.Duck. This one was hilarious. Clearly he takes his job far too seriously. He decided to be a tough guy and try to staunch me out in my own lane. Who would have thought that was going to be the case here? I never would have dreamed I would have seen the lovely little Freelancer try to act like his bite would be worse than his bark. It was entertaining to say the least. By this point I had acquired a number of pilots. Mostly Navy and Bounty Hunters. My goodness do they complain. I took this as an opportunity to offload them onto some other poor soul. He eventually took the pilots, and I was able to think again. We became friends, and even had a drink together, I will remember this in the future. I am sure I could sway him to assist me if I needed the firepower..... Or in this case, a decoy.

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After this, I had a friend [R]-Mildly.Wild join me for some fun. We ended up looting a few things, and delivered a ton of H-fuel to Buffalo. There were a few more transports, and then my good friend Mikazuki_Agus decided to pass through again. This time he decided to talk with guns, so Wild and I destroyed his ship. Maybe that will teach him some manners. Wishful thinking, the boy is a few peas short of a casserole. He was carrying some interesting cargo, needless to say that was also acquired - this time delivered to Alcatraz. On my way back from Alcatraz, I got a message from some small-fry officer under the call-sign LPI|JonesRF. He was an interesting one, He decided to offer a bit of a deal. He suggested that if I made up the 500,000 credits he lost to pirates earlier in the day, he would just pretend he never saw the two of us. Now I didn't mean to send a million credits, but I was laughing at how corrupt "Liberty's Finest" has become. It was money well spent.

We began to develop a larger group around this time, Wild and I were joined by [R]-Radical.Randy, [R]-Aurore, and an Outcast Gewurztraminer. We carried on wrecking havoc here, getting a few passing transports to contribute some credits to the beer fund. There was some Junker Marauder guy that decided to try lecture us about pirating the transports. I don't appreciate the Junkers telling us what to do, so we made his time a little tricky. Poor boy got so mad when the lane just broke in front of him - we have no idea how that happened, honest! Anyway, our fun was disrupted when some hot shot officer flying under the call-sign LPI-Isla.Nazumaki[O] came to join the party uninvited. We could have murdered the poor girl, but instead we decided to turn it into a bit of a game. Bets were placed on who would win a fight between her and the Outcast flying with us. I put 500,000 on the Outcast, Wild put 500,000 on the Officer. I suppose it is only fair. Winner was to take all. The battle was intense, there were good shots made from both sides, some well placed mines almost ended the Officer before it even begun. It was such an intense fight we even had transports stopping to watch,

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RequiemTrader was a brave one who decided he would see how the Officer was doing. He was lucky we were all too involved in the fight to notice him at first. Eventually the Officer just won - and I say just because they were almost dry - the Outcast did a good job. We paid up what was owed and then we were all told how amazing we were for not being terrible people, as if they expected us to be some soulless monsters or something. In saying that though, RequiemTrader did get off lucky, as we were all still buzzing from the fight we decided to not pirate him in front of the law - even though we could have and there was nothing that they could have done to stop us. Eventually the Officer asked what we were doing there and we assured her there was no piracy, or killing happening. Can't remember who but someone suggested the view so we all just ran with that. During this time, Wild managed to slip away and pirate Gordon-M1 in California. The Officer never even noticed they were gone. Eventually LPI-Isla.Nazumaki[O] left. Of course, we never saw the officer.

If anyone asks, they were never there - just as we were never there if she is asked. We have a mutual understanding on that. And I will kill her myself if I find out she has gone against this.

By this point in time, I was starting to get pretty sleepy. After all, it had been an exceptionally long day. I decided to call it a night and I believe a few of the others did too. Why they were following me, I have no idea. Everyone knows my direction is terrible. We could have ended up in Alpha for all that I know. Fortunately, we didn't and there will be more chaos tomorrow.

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  1. File 1 - Mikazuki_Agus
  2. File 2 - Badlands
  3. File 3 - LPI|JonesRF
  4. File 4 - ShadowDark
  5. File 5 - LPI-Isla.Nazumaki[O].1
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  9. File 9 - LPI-Isla.Nazumaki[O].5
  10. File 10 - RequiemTrader
  11. File 11 - Darondas
  12. File 12 - Group photo


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Recipient(s): NeuralNet Node 4.51A
Sender: Genocide Jill.
Location: NeuralNet Node 331.60BB

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I will be brief. Upon today's visit to Bering i have withnessed quite a peculiar event - an assembly of Lane Hackers, Hellfire Legion, Xenos and commanding officer of Osiris-class battleship Amenhotep - all engaged in a debate over upcoming attack on battleship Concord that, along with it's escorts was recently dispatched to Texas.
While the composition of forces is not exactly pleasant to deal with it is plain obvious that all parties involved agreed for a temporary ceasefire to see that battle-hardened cohort sent back to scrapyard in pieces and coffins.

I would suggest we do not miss such opportunity and get in touch with the Harmony tactical command that appears to be responsible for coordinating efforts related to this attack. Rushing head-on with little intel on the composition of opposing forces, while possible - is highly not recommended, and the other parties seem to possess valuable intel we could use to plan the attack accordingly.

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Recipient(s): NeuralNet Node 4.51A
Sender: Lady Ashwood
Location: Fort McMurray


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After putting down a few hunter swarms and their boss in Kansas, I headed off for Alberta to see why traffic was suddenly so high near the fort, was smooth sailing up intil I met up with that Mason.Bryce fellow that wanted to join up, he tossed that classic freedom fighter spiel at a Tanker and got us a nice sum of 1.5mil, directed towards me, I compensated him with half the share for his courtesy. We made it into Alberta together, I got the drop on a few traders, gathering up small sums of 1mil from those aiding the Zoners, one Lord_Balmidor fellow payed extra, tell the boys not to rough him up too much next time. I easily snagged 10mil from an Ageira fellow, and some information on his way back on where they're taking their cargo. Seems they're building another Super Gate in Alaska, where exactly i'm not sure, might have to send some of our quicker rogues in there to scout it out. Unfortunately some Navy showed up, surprisingly I was given a fair fight when a siege cruiser showed up, Monitor has a sense of honor it would seem, will prove fatal i'm sure. He managed to take down my lightly armored gunship, thankfully my escape pod was hidden from his scanners within the old Severn scrap field. Some Rogues picked me up and brought me back to Fort McMurray, sending in flight log now.

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Recipient(s): NeuralNet Node 4.51A
Sender: <|> Josie "Rose" Hemlocke <|>
Location: <|> Dark Matter Interference <|>


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One of my loyals had a rough time in Ontario earlier today, so I decided to join Jill for some fun, dealt with a cocky bretonian, guess he didn't realize who he was messing with till it was too late for him. Ageira sent some dinky Saishi after us with a chaingun, I'd figure that by now they would've learned that ballistics are obsolete without explosive ordinance but they aren't as smart as they're cracked up to be, he's dead or will be soon in all that radiation, and we took double out of his transport buddy for the trouble. Not sure how long the old Fort is gonna hold up in that storm though.

Remember, go easy on those aiding the Zoners, no mercy for those aiding the corporate goons.

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Recipient(s): NeuralNet Node 4.51A
Sender: <|> Josie "Rose" Hemlocke <|>
Location: <|> Dark Matter Interference <|>


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It's not every day that I have a civil conversation with one of my enemies, mostly for their lack of willingness to be anything more than rabid animals, ironic coming from me, I know. Amenhotep sent us a communication awhile back, asking to talk to the boss, and as the manifest here suggests, He, nor the Hellfires care as long as we aren't just murdering anyone, they won't hinder us. Very strange indeed, I'm not sure how to take their civilized behavior and lack of shooting, i'll remain wary.

~Hemlocke

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Recipient(s): NeuralNet Node 4.51A
Sender: Mason "Nice guy" Bryce
Location: Whitney Ice field


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Ain't gonna lie, today was a damn ****show. Started out all nice at first when one of our heavy cruisers, call-sign [R]-Whispers, was released from the Alcatraz maintenance bay ahead of schedule. The Captain, a nice pal I've already had the pleasure of workin with, contacted me through our usual comm channel and invited me into his raiding party. He wanted to move out into Alberta as soon as possible to use the time boost in his schedule to rake in some extra cash for some new gear.

While we were cruising through Ontario, we passed by a small fleet of Hellfire legion and Separatist capital ships that were having a stand off with the Navy. With the Navy blockade distracted, we easily managed to slip past into Alberta and setup at the usual shipping hotspot next to the Ontario jump hole exit. Sure enough we quickly found ourselves a fella named Richi.Poorlando. At first we thought it was a Zoner refugee or something, but turns out he's a suit working for Ageria Technologies. The guy was trying to ferry company hardware out of the system, probably a shabby attempt to bump himself up in line for a promotion. Unlike his name however, he sure as heck wasn't poor and we managed to shake a nice sum of ten million credits out of him. From here our earning streak was cut short however.

When we jumped back to Alberta to check we weren't followed, we noticed the Hellfire Legion and Separatist forces were engaged in battle with the Navy. The Navy fleet was comprised of the battleship LNS-Arvada and a handful of smaller vessels. The Legion/Separatist force was made up of exclusively capital ships including H|-SNS-Juneau, Amenhotep, HFB-Albuquerque and HFB-Incursus. Liking the odds, the captain of the [R]-Whispers and I decided to weigh in on the situation and engaged the navy forces too. We were joined in battle by a lone outcast pilot call-sign "run" and two of our own pilots, Genocide Jill and Josie Heimlocke. In the ensuing battle our combined forces easily dispatched the LNS-Arvada.

However what followed is nothing but mind boggling. Once the LNS-Arvada went down, the Separatists and Hellfire Legion started pulling out of the system! With them on the run the Navy turned all of their attention to us and we were soon engaged by three of their bombers and their damned gunboat. Using skirmish tactics, the LNS-Monitor was easily keeping out of the effective range of our heavier weapons and managed to shoot our fighters down like flies. We realized nearly instantly that at that point, without any involvement from the Legion/Separatist fleet, it was a loosing battle. Their bombers would keep harassing and hitting our cruiser from the back and there was little we could do to stop them with the LNS-Monitor around to provide covering fire as the bombers pulled back to recover their shields. We managed to damage and chase away one of their bombers, but at that point the [R]-Whispers already sustained heavy damage, it's systems were about to overload and the crew was scrambling for the pods. I managed to take one last picture of our cruiser going down in a blaze of glory before I picked up the life pods and bugged out of there myself. I guess the only thing the captain is gonna be purchasin any time soon is ship recovery and repair services.


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Recipient(s): NeuralNet Node 4.51A
Sender: Mason "Nice guy" Bryce
Location: Whitney Ice field


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Another day at work. This mornin I went out from Alcatraz for my usual "tax" collections. Been tracking lots of activity in and out of Ontario, decided to set up in close proximity to the New York jump gate so I could tap into some of the shipments goin through. Didn't take long to find my first customer, a guy flyin the good ship [*USI*]Champlain[E] for Universal. Had a big load of salvage hardware headin straight for Alberta, so I gave him the usual fee but for some reason he insisted payin more so I indulged him. Just as we sealed the deal, the navy gunboat LNS-Marathon showed up, lookin for trouble. I called up the [R]-Diamons.and.Spades for backup and as we were about to start shootin, half of the friggin navy appeared. I'm talkin battlecruisers and more gunships. They couldn't get in range of our fighters, so they just sat there blocking the lanes and throwin out their usual threats at us. Since we couldn't do much against their wall of capital ships we decided to pull back.

I decided to keep going and found another place with less heat. After I relocated, another Universal ship with call-sign [*USI*]SanAntonio[E] popped up. Same deal as the last Universal guy, but this one thought he could get away without payin. Had to chase him all the way to the Sierra ice field, but I caught up to him with no major issues and charged him extra for the acrobatics. Just as I was starting to make good money again, the police caught onto my new operation and brought the battleship DCI-M.Brannigan[SC] along. That's where I decided to pull back again and retire for the day. All in all I'm happy with today's earnings, but if are to keep this up we gotta get some bigger tools for the those damn capital ships.

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  1. USI Champlain
  2. USI SanAntonio
  3. DCI-M.Brannigan


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Recipient(s): NeuralNet Node 4.51A
Sender: <|> Josie "Rose" Hemlocke <|>
Location: <|> Dark Matter Interference <|>


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Think i'm gonna have to talk to the boss, some 3 unknown individuals show up at Alcatraz and one particular person seems to have woken up on the wrong side of the bed, the one that remained diplomatic had rogues in their hold, they made the situation rather difficult, insulting a man outside his own home, for shame. Chris helped me run them off towards Texas, Spade was late to the party. Until these people are identified, they are KOS outside any rogue hovel. Ignore their operations anywhere else, they apparently shoot the locals.

~Hemlocke

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Recipient(s): NeuralNet Node 4.51A
Sender: <|> Josie "Rose" Hemlocke <|>
Location: <|> Dark Matter Interference <|>


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Following the unfortunate incident outside Alcatraz, the Reaver Mercenaries reached out to us to understandably ask what in the hell was going on. The previous KoS order on all Reaver personnel is hereby null. Should they require aid in space, you are to aid them as you would your own brothers and sisters. That is all.

~Hemlocke

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