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Greetings fellow Libertonians,

Im pretty sure you will get this message, as i trust the man which gave me the access codes with my life. However, I hope someone will come to read it. The recent resurgence of the corrupted made me and my brothers wonder if anyone of you are still left.

Corruption is everywhere. Even the war with Rheinland does not seem to weaken them. Myself and two of my brothers escaped a nasty situation on Manhattan 2 weeks ago. But let me introduce us.

Our parents died 3 years ago. As the eldest of 6 children, i had to grab every opportunity to make some money. Untill the last final job. The rich family where i was working as valet, treated what they called their 'servants' with disdain. Every action was used as an excuse to diminish us, to laugh of us. The father was a career military, a real patriot, 'Liberty's what's best' he told the world. His son was a degenerate, high on cardamine the whole time, hitting us and making us do the lowest of jobs. The dad was a good man, i told you that, but so close-minded, he would not see what his son was becoming.

One day, when the son was picking on me once more, i stood up to the challenge. I had enough. I warned him, that if he ever tried such thing again, id kill him. The father heared what i said, and got out of control. He talked to some friends, officials, which ordered our family out of Manhattan.

Everything we got was our small, dirty house in some nasty neighbourhood, but it was our home!! No one would take that from us. When Security came, with a demolition order to destroy our home, me and my bros we got crazy. When my youngest sister threw a knife at one of them, the guy pulled out his gun. Stephen - we call 'm Templar - reacted instinctively. In order to protect Anya, he hit the guy. In no time, they started shooting around. Both our sisters died, as did our younger brother. We managed to bring them down, and we escaped. With luck, we got passed some controls and left with dad's old Starblazer.

Once in space. Templar, Vos and myself, we had to think through. We had killed two officers. Dyou know what happens to men who kill an officer, even to protect his family? Well i guess i dont have to explain it to you, y'all know the consequences. We had to look for a place to stay, to work and maybe even to stay. At Rochester, a guy came to me, asking me if things were ok. We talked and I told him everything. His face changed: pure hatred.. He told us what he had been through. Suddenly, we understood what we had gone through was typical of the sick libertonian leadership and their corrupt minions. Never would you have heard that so many people were in the same situation on Liberty broadcasts. I realised we had never heared the entire truth. The guy introduced us to some friends of his, and one of them offered us a job as fighter pilots. We had nothing to loose, and since long, we felt like drawn to these driven people. Liberty would be cleaned from corruption and hypocrisy!

After, now two weeks, Jeff gave us this link. We had to contact you, to let you know we are with you. We carry the trust of several Hackers, but we'd like to get the trust of every Hacker around. All people with the same histories. LSF, the Navy, the megacorporporations, it's all the same: capitalist dictatorship thrives and workers and idealists die every day. Let us stop this. Let us help you fight this war, let us work together, to avenge my brother and sisters, your brothers, your family and friends. Let us do this together.

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LH~Lepe~Vos would like to reinforce LH

Reporting for revenge on police!
I hate the Ageira!
Its time for revenge of my sister with my brothers i will seek for justice!!

LH LV

Over and Out

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ID identified: <ALKahdem>

Message:

S'leyma Leykum.
My name is AlKahdem. As long as i worked my ordinary work of trader pilot of Ageira,
i was living normal and ordinary boring life, resting just on the weekends, and piloting
boring Rhino and than Transport through whole Galaxy. I was living very lonely and
very very boooring life. Than it comes. I one Manhattan bar, in the middle of the club
night, i managed somehow to get some Cardamine.
Than everything changed. Cardamine somewhat
helped me in enlightment of my intellectual power.
I realised, that Ageira just made puppet of me.
I saw my life with all those exapmles of corrupcy and evil behaviour
of my superiors, which i just used to think that it is something normal.
Cardamine helped me to cross bariers in my mind, which i was never ever able to see
because of my boring ,,normality".
And those wasted years of my life fullfiled me with a furious anger.
Those corrupted and fat Ageira guys made me hate them, because of
their way of life, which they force to everybody.
Than i finally uncovered whole truth about all this corrupt and crippled system, which is
build on so called ,,police"authority.

I packed few of things, purchased Starflier and left Manhattan. And never returned back.
After many adventures in space i finally heard about Lane Hackers.
And here i am.
Offering my humble services to fight for Hacker;s thing. To spread intellectual enlightment
with the help of Cardamine. One day, corrupcy and soulsickness will not be so spread around
whole Galaxy like now... ...insAllah !

With best regards...

- ALKahdem. Fighter.

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To any Lane Hacker executive!

Let's start at the beggining. You can call me John Silver (for obviuos reasons thats not my birth name), I'm a former Ageira Technologies escort pilot. My life was simple, just fly and protect the company transport, kill anyone who wanders too close. I, like everyone else at the company, believed the propaganda, that we are helping building a better world and every pirate stands against this.

But then about a week ago, my simple life got a lot more complicated. We were escorting a transport as usual, from Pueblo Station to Planet Los Angeles. I thought everything was fine, we arrived safely, I was about to write my report, when my friend, who is also an escort pilot flying with me on this mission, contacted me. He said that the transports is missing, and the company directors are furious, we could even loose our job for this.

I strated investigating what happened to that transport. Every record of the ship docking at Los Angeles was deleted, I looked into the Ageira database and found that the ship was destroyed by pirates, every company personnel in the convoy died. I knew that aint looks good, since I was in the convoy and I'm still alive. I tried to contact my friend, but he was arrested and already transfered off-planet.

After this I wasnt even thinking, just ran to the nearest space dock and sneaked on the first transport I found. It was heading for Planet Manhattan, not the best choice I guess, but it was too late. By the time I arrived to Manhattan, there was a huge bounty on my head. I didnt know where to go, but I knew I have to get out of Liberty as soon as I can. I stole a Starflier from the nearest vendor, flew off to Rochester base, the only place I knew where police and bounty hunters werent present. Luckily some junkers helped me to get in touch with some rogues, who helped me get a new ship, an awesome Dagger, and showed me the way out of Liberty, escorting me to the Magellan system.

I didnt understand how I got so lucky to get out alive, but I was on my way to... actually nowhere, just far from Liberty. But then suddenly, out of nowhere 2 bounty hunters showed up in Hammerheads, they were probably behind me all the way and just waited for the rogues to clear off. I knew I couldnt beat them, but I was sure as hell, that I wont go to prison.. or worse. So I engaged them, ready to be vaporized into the asteroid field. And then suddenly a elegant ship appeared and immediatelly fired some rockets at the bounty hounters. They didnt even realize what was happening, blown in a second.

The captain of this mystery ship introduced himself as Mike Murdoc, a member of the Vagrant Raiders. He showed the way to Mactan Base, a Lane Hacker base, as I was informed. They said this base is a safe place for the enemies of Liberty, apparently thats what I am now. Looks like there are a lot of former Ageira employees here, I have listened to their stories to better understand the true nature of the Liberty corporations. I hope someone at the higher ranks can help me to finally start something useful with my life.
I am currently staying at Mactan Base, you can ind me by my ship ID: LH~John_Silver.


About the message... I'm sure you noticed that I used a member's ID to connect. I met Jon here, on Mactan Base. He offered me some Cardamine and I gladly accepted, though he really cant take much and passed out after a few minutes. I used this opportunity to hack into his not so well encrypted computer and send a message on this channel. And please dont be hard on him, I will help him improve his security, so this wouldnt happen again.

And last but not least, I'm sending some pictures of my holiday on Mactan:
picture 1
picture 2
picture 3

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Greetings Hackers

My Name is Arthur Anderson. Ive been floating round liberty, angry at corruption there all my life. I took to hacking many years ago, when I came into posession of one of your Broadsword bombers ( I shall protect the identity of the vendor). Do not fear, I have not misused it. I have practced in it. I am not a most profecient Pilot, and am used to the many hacking protocols availible with the ship.

I offer my services to you now, since I am now happy that I met the skill requirments of the LH. I am perticulariy adept at taking out Ageria freight convoys as they seem to just fall into my training grounds on a daily basis, these have been my training buddies from day one. Although, they did not know this.

I hope that now I have revealed myself, you will allow me to use my skills for your cause.

Anderson Out

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Phate
Greetings (hopefully) fellows Lane Hackers

My name is LH~P.T.S.P. this is a short history:

+Upgraded shield at Rochester Base
+ Upgraded weapons at Detroit Munitions using your old employee docking codes bought Adv Stunpulse
+ Tried to distroy the police storage depots near Newark Station
+ Tried to get a mission in Rochester base, but i had no luck
+ Stole a repair ship by hacking with full loadout
+ Got my reputation fixed via hacking
+ Become neutral to the Liberty Rogues
+ Sold all captured pilots and loot at Buffalo Base in the Badlands and purchase a Dagger LF.
+ Travel to the Magellan System and dock at Mactan Base.
+ Traveled without any weapons to Machtan Base and bought all weapons there
+ Did a few missions with a member of LH whose name i cant remember (It starts with P and is short and has some .. at the end EDIT: Phate
+ Got max rep
+ Got ID and cardamine
+ Bought Adv. Cargo Scanner
+got Train distruptor for free from the same guy (sry i can't remeber your name i ll edit it as soon as i see your name again) EDIT:Phate again:)

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Good evening Gentlemen,

Please allow me to formally introduce myself; I am currently known by several of you as Freddy Kruegar. Since our split from that foul Pueblo station...home of the corrupt Ageria corporation, I have been content to support the "Orange Dream" of our allies, the Outcast, along with supporting our cause.

After several months of smuggling Cardimine, I traded my transport in for a Dagger at Buffulo station, not a difficult task, since I had contacts there from my earlier trials. I completed several tasks for the Lane Hackers faction at Mactan to obtain the Lane Hacker ID. My actions also brought me closer to the Outcast and Liberty Rogue factions, through association.

Up until now, the life of an unfettered Lane Hacker has been suffice and netted me some moderate semblance of weatlh. This all changed when I was almost captured by a Bounty Hunter called "Sea Falcon".

With the loss of a ship and near capture, I realized that an unaffiliated Lane Hacker is not in my best interest. Since escaping the hands of the BH/LN fiends, I have restored contact with LH Phate and make this effort to join the fold. My History is as follows:

After befriending our allies, the LR via the help of the Junker of Rochester, I cash in on several LN and LPI recruits. Once I reached Mactan, I purchased a Stilleto and made a name for myself under the guise of B.Brutus. After achieving enough credits, I change my name to Freddy Kruegar and purchased several ships; a train for transporting items that our friends in Liberty usually blockade; A Broadsword Bomber, which I have used in many missions with other Lane Hackers and Rogues; and recently a Zoner built Conference Gun Boat, to assist in local deployments.

With this having been said, I formally request to be place in the active rosters of the Lane Hackers...

Thank you for your consideration in this matter...

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Good day Hackers!

Stevenys W. Johnson reporting for duty. First of all yes, you can call me Steve, Stevy and all the variants. Everyone does that. At least until I get my alias. Also this is the part when I speak about myself. Lets see, where to begin... Maybe with grandfather. He was a shareholder at Ageira. Also he was dead before I born. My father sworn for him to keep the family reputation as it is. Abel W. Johnson was dedicated his life for the company.

Now I could tell some sad stoy about the child abandoned by parents because of work things and stuff. But I wont. Basicly because it was completely all right for someone who prefers having parties, surfing on neural, pirate holotains and such. Note that I lived in Los Angeles. That place is certainly not as boring as it seems. Anyways when I was seventeen I got my licence and a flashy starflea to fun around. Well I knew instantly that space is ment for meeting intresting, wierd and fun people. So I started spending every weekend on different planet, station and later system while mapping the places for parties, food, aphrodisiacs and nice local chicks. When there was a longer vacation at school, I wandered some places real far away - as I experienced that the farther I go the stranger the people I met.

Well, everything has to end once - my good life ended when father finaly realized that I wont gradutate, as I found that Manhattan University is a real boring place and it's not worth for the effort. He took my appanage thus making me work. Well I must say a Johnson can't just take any job at whim. Dad would have been mad if I'd join the junkers for example. And also for a kid who's well avare of his needs it is an obvious choice to rely on dadys contacts and influence. So I came to Ageira. I only demanded to not sit behind a desk, or screw with the hards and softs. My father for a reply forbade me to attend to fighter-escort training. To be precise he made me clear that if I try hell get me fired in no time. Anyways for makeing a compromise I became a freighter pilot.

Do you know how intresting it is to trade on the tradelanes? "Just as your holotain is" -thats what fellow company haulers told me. Well, that was something I just could not accept. So I called all my friends, to call all their friends to join the Secret Inter-Sirius Party in my cargo hold. Hilarious times were those. Perhaps another time I'll tell some good stories about that period. Maintaining it took a couple hundred units of cargospace based on the need of passngers on every landing. The loss on income were of course payed from my pocket. Later I just claimed that evil pirates took the cargo from me. That worked for a while. Than my usual haunter got me again - I got bored. And for maintaining my interst, things slowly started to became wierder. The people who were on the ship. The food we got. The drugs we took. The systems we were in. At the end I started to make sidetrips with umm, unlogged cargo. That was a relief after paying my losses, that my lifestile actualy started to be rewarding.

And how the story ends you ask? Suddenly and sadly. Dad died. It was an accident. To be precise an unidentified civilian vessel with no IFF or ID accidentaly spaced him in New York. Snac and over. For what? If I'd pay more attention on him or Ageira, maybe I'd know the answer. Now I dont. Also I realised that they are after me as well. The collegaues who I've been paying for keeping my secrets secret are stopped accepting my donations. I had to escape and disapear. Erie was an obvious choice for that. You know I know a bordello on that planet where... well, I won't bore anyone with deatils.

I guess now the right thing would be to shake my fist at Sirius, and swear to find out what happened and avenge my father's killers. But for now you must know that I'm not that kind of guy. Curiousity is still killing me yes, the sorrow well, thats another thing. Father was blind for sure. Maybe I was too but not the way he was. I could always imagine how rotten this construction and the state of Liberty can be. I just never realy belived that one can make a difference. But fellows, It looks like that maybe I'll find that faith amongst you.

Before I forger my ship is:


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