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:::::Incoming Transmission:::::
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Text Log, Entry 10-43-u1-f8:
Hello,
My name is Nicholas. I will presume that surnames are not important. I worked in Ageira's R&D department for years, on projects for the Liberty Navy, independent corporations. I worked in the communications and trade lane departments. While working with my superior, we accidently captured and decrypted an Ageira message to a higher up, which stated names of "expendable" and "suspicious" employees. After investigating further, we were immediately locked out of the system. My login and credentials did not work. No officials came to us, so I just went home to Manhattan like I normally do. My superior...I forget his name...James, James Thompson...he contacted me in the middle of the night. He said that people were after him and that I should leave New York quickly or else I might be killed. I worked with this man for years, and I never had any reason to doubt him. I packed my things, used my credits to acquire a Starflier, and flew out to the debris field. The Junkers took me in...but before long I knew they would come looking for me. A Junker friend of mine told me where to find some Liberty Rogues, Buffalo Base. A group of rogue smugglers took me there, and I have been hiding here ever since, taking odd jobs, learning to pilot and how to hack communications arrays and the trade lanes I once helped design.

Ageira Technologies destroyed my life. I feel the need for revenge. Thank you for your time, I will be in touch soon.

Neural net attachments: http://i1208.photobucket.com/albums/cc367/...ng?t=1303476583

Skyp3 Comms: jonshudra

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/incoming file - s: Mactan

/open? y/n

y

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/opening file


hello there.

i will not waste your time, so straight to the point. i did as requested in the opening section of this data sheet - i am currently on mactan, next to a dagger from buffalo, with equipment purchased from local dealers.

as for the rest of this message, the requested data:

a) chase weyland

b) visual confirmation of various equipment and it's configuration

c) it's quite simple, really, and mr. pistols told me today, that if he had a million every time he heard this story, he would have twice as much as he does now. to keep it short, after my studies, i was drafted into ageira straight from the university. small stuff at start, but later i was part of a team working on an experimental jump drive. during testing, we had a small incident, and a rather large part of the lab was vaporized. lucky for everyone, it was the brown nose, who always wanted to take all credit. i mean - yeah, it was a loss, but ... nobody really liked him in the team. far too active when talking to superiors. anyway, we summed up a report, and went over to tell the poor guy's sister about the incident. unlike her sibling, she was kinda cute, so i left her my card, just in case - i'm a good stress reliever, i hear. and guess, who is calling me on the next day? same young lady. it just isn't the tone i was hoping for. instead of quiet sobbing, she is screaming loudly about g-men, and the line breaks up. so i call a few of my team members - nobody is picking up. strange thing is, they usually do. so i got a bit nervous, reached for my smokes, and realize, that the pack is empty. so i go to my neighbor for a beer. he is usually stacked, and i need a cold beer and a smoke now. a few minutes after we sit down and start enjoying a cold one, we both hear odd noises, so we check out the camera feed from outside, with view on my door. the door is wrecked, a big bald fellow is standing there, while two others search my apartment. then they come ask my neighbor about me. where can i be? did we make contact recently? hiding in the kitchen, i hear my neighbor act like i'm a complete stranger to him and we never talked much. thank god. who knows what they wanted. so i decided to bail. gave my friend permission to take anything he wants from my apartment for 17.394 credits he had in cash. was just enough for a second hand star-flaea and some bonus to live from.

d)so i browsed the neural net for similar cases. seems ageira doesnt like their mishaps to go public. a lot of people went missing in the recent years. they always told us the lane hackers were bad. perhaps they know something of this. so i dig a bit deeper, ask a few friends, and i get to your data sheet. i always knew corps do bas stuff, but this ... making people disappear without a trace and stay unpunished, i'm not cool with that. not at all. so i do all you asked - undock under a false name, go to the junkers on rochester. they say they could need some fuel and engine components, so i take my little starflea and wait out small clashes of various groups. then i pick up the engine components and h fuel tanks left, and go back to junkers on rochester. so junkers put in a good word for me with the rogues. i end up on buffalo, helping wherever i can with technical stuff. life is good, i earn some credits from the rogues by hacking a few transport transmissions. so i get the dagger and go to mactan. and i'm here.


e) well, i was lucky to meet some nice guys from your organization. we had quite a day. unfortunately, i only have a data recording of my personal theft, should i say? i'm sure, that misters pistols, largo and knox will be able to provide more.

so i guess, that's it. i will be awaiting your reply.

regards,

chase


/eof
>>Encrypted file received...
>>Decrypting....
>>Decrypting....
>>File_Open

Attached Files:
*Equipment
*ID
*IFF


Hello this is Kronos Telyar, former Ageira employee, and I have become what you would say disillusioned with Ageira Technologies. I understand that you are a group of like-minded individuals and wish to join your cause. I have already escaped to the Lane Hacker base called Mactan and have acquired a Series X Border Worlds Light Fighter which I paid for by robbing from the insidious corporations infest Liberty and the other House. After arriving at Mactan I have made acquaintances of several Lane Hacker and other hopeful recruits such as I and have managed to build a reputation there. So I hope I can convince you to officially let me into your ranks.


>>File_End
Location: Mactan Base
Sender: Daniel Archer
Authorization required - Security Level RHO
Please enter your password.
**** ** ***** ** ** *** **** *****
Password accepted.

I have finally reached Mactan. It's been a long journey, with highs, and lows. My story isn't that of a common Lane Hacker, mostly because I have never worked for Ageira. My father did, or so I am led to believe. To be honest, I don't really know who I am anymore. I will try to keep it brief:

I was born and raised by my father on Planet Pittsburg. He was a talented man, and I have never really understood why we had such a miserable life and why he worked as a miner. I suppose everything happens for a reason. We were poor, but somewhat happy. All changed with my father's death. All he had left behind was enough money for me to buy a Camara and start building a career of my own.

To say the least, things didn't go as planned. I soon found out that I was on the Navy's most wanted list, since apparently the Camara I was flying belonged to an infamous smuggler. Needless to say, I was shot down. With all my dreams shattered, I sought revenge, only to be shot down once more and captured.

But things were different this time: I had "friends". The so-called Hellfire Legion set me free and offered me a position among their ranks. I took it and didn't look back: I thought it was what I wanted. But it was not.

I spent quite some times with the Legion, most of the time training: I learned all the ins and outs of computer programming and hacking, as well all the skills necessary to become a true Legionnaire. It was harsh, but at least I had a goal. This until I found out part of the truth about my past.

By hacking one of the Navy's terminals I discovered why I was really hunted down. Apparently, my father was well more than a miner. He was an Ageira employee, a good one too. That until he got involved into some shaddy deals, was sued, deprived of all his wealth and fired. Apparently, he didn't quite leave empty-handed. He took something with him, something that could endanger Ageira. It is the reasons he was murdered and the reason the same almost happen to me.

It was clear that my place in the Legion had no reason to exist, since I knew who my true enemies were. Surprisingly, I was allowed to depart, even if I left all my holdings behind. Was given a very old civilian ship, and that is where my journey towards Mactan began.

My first objective was to find out further information about my father's case. I thought that Detroit Munitions would be an easy target, but I had no docking rights. Well, with money, you can buy many things, and the Junkers on Rochester had exactly what I needed. I did reach Detroit, however, I was dissapointed to find out that all access to my father's files had been blocked. I was sure the Lane Hackers could help me.

After securing docking rights on Buffalo, I bought and equipped a Dagger with whatever I had left. On my journey to Mactan, I was lucky enough to encounter two poorly protected traders. Got some credits and some cargo, enough to properly outfit my Dagger. I am currently on Mactan, all set and awaiting further instructions.


Attached files: ^^^^^^^^
...hack.initiated...decryption..in..progress...
...comm.id.Paco.Pistols.recognized...uploading data...

To Mr.Archer :
' Wrote:You are not permitted to transfer credits from other characters (yours or someone else's, except through piracy) or upgrade from the Dagger to another ship without permission from a Lane Hacker Professor. All acts of piracy committed while in a Dagger or Starflier prior to acceptance into the faction must be documented in your post in this channel. Failure to do so may be seen as an attempt at fraud and result in required repetition of steps 1 - 6.

...encryption.in.progress...hack terminated...
>>Encrypted file received...
>>Decrypting....
>>Decrypting....
>>File_Open
To comm.id_Paco.Pistols

He didn't transfer money that I am aware of I was with him working on upgrading our Starflyers to Daggers part of the time. Unless you know something I am not aware of.

>>File_End
::Incoming connection::
:Accept?Y:
::Decoding::Displaying::


Dear recipient,
Avangar Technologies announces the beginning of a new unprecendented global employment campaign.
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Due to company's exploding growth Avangar is expanding business to the European region.
During last employment campaign over 1500 people worldwide took part in Avangar's business
and more than half of them are currently employed by the company. And now we are offering you
one more opportunity to earn extra money working with Avangar Technologies.
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We are looking for honest, responsible, hard-working people that can dedicate 2-4 hours of their
time per day and earn extra $300-500 weekly. All offered positions are currently part-time
and give you a chance to work mainly from home.
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:::Warning! Message corrupt, alternate datastream detected. Accessing:::

:Auto-Decode in progress, location and identity confirmed, auto-accessing holographic data:


[Image: marcus_kiriyu.jpg]

Greetings,

My name was Marcus. I was an employee at USI, a transport pilot like many others. I was terrible, however I had one skill that came in handy for them. I monitored the security systems of the USI stations and the USI transports. Through this, evidence came to me that showed that USI has close dealings with Ageira. Amongst others trading small arms for raids and other atrocities I refuse to repeat.

In short, my new name is Dionysius. My trade should be evident by way of the holo message attached to this broadcast. Yes that means I'm a communication specialist.
I've heard most of you are ex-Ageira. I'm not but from what I've been able to piece together from less then secure transmissions been left around, perhaps on purpose even, your goals are the same as mine. Bringing down the corruption from big companies like Ageira and USI.

When I quit USI, taking a sizable amount of trading route data with me, I ended up on Erie. I had to make a deal with some lowlife ship dealer to get myself back into space, seeing as USI closed down my accounts the moment they discovered what I had taken.
In the following days I visited rochester where the Rogues were able to provide me with upgrades to my weapon systems in exchange for bounty hunter, Police and Navy pilots that I captured on my trips through the asteroid fields surrounding Rochester.
One thing was peculiar, I ran into a Navy officer by the name of Malfur. This rat bastard suddenly popped up behind me and managed to blow a hole in my cargo hold. Thereby ofcourse killing a few officers but who cares about them.

After that it was a pretty smooth ride to Buffalo, dodging West Point, and onto Mactan. There I received missions of increasing difficulty of killing mostly bounty hunters but also the occasional Xeno or Liberty officer.

Nothing much out of the ordinary from that. The only mention I should make is that I did observe a Hacker by the name of Largo in and around Mactan. We didn't exchange much besides pleasantries, if even that.

Attached to this transmission you'll find evidence that I've completed your recruitment process. I will be screening the neural net for a reply to the above corrupted messages. It's been tagged with so many spam-identifiers the LPI and LSF will never look for it.

Regards,

Dionysius

Attachment:

Equipment 1
Equipment 2
Identification 1
Identification 2
Affiliation 1


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Executing hack...
Decrypting message...


Comm ID: Steven Allen
Source: Mactan Base
Destination: Lane Hackers Personnel Department
Subject: Recruitment


Greetings.

My name is Steven Allen, former programmer of Ageira Technologies.


My story begins at April 25th when I received a message which changed everything in my life. Before I read it, I was very concerned (and surprised) because the message penetrated the firewall system called "Valor" of my computer. When I realized it was from the Lane Hackers, I immediately tried to delete it and report it to my superiors, because otherwise if they accidentally find it in my computer, my promising career would end and I would spend most of my life in a small cell in Texas.


However something deep inside me prohibited me from doing so. It was an idea. Even though I spent all these years working for Ageira in Planet Denver, and never had a chance to travel to space, I was repeatedly told by Ageira executives that Lane Hackers are evil people, drug addicts, etc in a such repeatitive way that in the end I actually believed it without searching for the truth. But when your message hacked one of the best firewalls Ageira can offer an idea stucked in my mind.

How can you call someone evil when he is better, more intelligent than you? How can you criticize his actions with your inferior mind?

However, I was still concerned. About that time the higher ups learned about this message and started questioning the employees. A week after I received the message I had a discussion with a friend of mine. The discussion had to do with life and he really helped me to set some questions and find an answer in them. I am 28 years old and I work 14 hours each day. Why should I waste the best years of my life working to secure massive profits for a mega corporation? Should I wait to become 50 years old to be thrown away with a large pension after they extensively use all my skills and abilities and stagnate me from ideas? No, I want to live my life now ! If cardamine sharpens my mind and helps me think more efficiently, why should I not use it? All the questions had a common answer; Join the Lane Hackers.


The next day I called 555-OHACKER and received the instructions. I bought a second hand Starflier from Planet Erie and followed the steps without any slip. My call sign was LH~Loophole.Tracker




Outside Planet Erie
Description: Everything started well, I was just a little nervous in the beggining
Evidence:




Destroying depots near Planet Manhattan, Fort Bush and Sheffield Station
Description: I mainly used hit & run tactics because there were gunboat patrols around the bases. My ship was also lightly damaged
Evidence:




Selling some loot to Rochester
Description: The Junkers in Rochester seem to be very good guys even though I wouldn't like to have one as a friend. I got some good money from the loot I gathered. I still wonder what will happen to the police pilots I caught, however I don't feel regret
Evidence:




Reaching Buffalo Base after I fixed my reputation
Description: A place I never visited in my life and surely different from everything that I have seen. I tried to keep myself cool and act normally, however I think I paid for the Dagger a little more than it's usual price
Evidence:




Reaching Mactan Base with the second hand Dagger
Description: Right after I arrived and purchased some new guns, I talked to some guys in the bar who offered me some moderate missions close to Mactan. Fortunately things went well and I made some money to buy a Train Cruise Disruptor
Evidence:




My current status
Evidence:



After I bought the Disruptor, I received a donation from 2 researchers near the Ontario hole in Colorado system. Note that their superior loadout didn't allow me to pirate them.


[Attachment: ]

Quote:LH~Loophole.Tracker: hey you

LRI)Dr.Bohr: Niels: Yes sir?

LH~Loophole.Tracker: lots of stuff you got there

LRI)Dr.Bohr: Niels: Indeed there is

LH~Loophole.Tracker: what's your job?

LH~Loophole.Tracker: trader?

LRI)Dr.Bohr: Niels: No, we are scientists from Licoln Research Institute. We are gathering information

LH~Loophole.Tracker: about what?

LRI)Dr.Bohr: Niels: Jumphole locations at this moment.

LH~Loophole.Tracker: Interesting. Just don't go too far

LH~Loophole.Tracker: It might be.. dangerous, doc

LRI)Dr.Bohr: Niels: May I ask why?

LH~Loophole.Tracker: Now if you excuse me

LRI)Dr.Bohr: Niels: Ah yes

LRI)Dr.Bohr: Niels: Can I offer you a little cash?

LH~Loophole.Tracker: cash?

LRI)Dr.Bohr: Niels: Yes of course. We are not hostile people

LRI)Dr.Anderson: We don't take sides. It doesn;t seem logical to.

LH~Loophole.Tracker: so why you want to give me cash?

LRI)Dr.Bohr: Niels: And you were gracious enough not to harrass us. I can appreciate that

LH~Loophole.Tracker: I used to work for Ageira

LH~Loophole.Tracker: but you don't seem being corporate flunkies


[17.05.2011 14:48:30] You have received 1.000.000 credits from LRI)Dr.Anderson


LRI)Dr.Bohr: Niels: Oh? Can I get some contact details from you? You may be good to have a talk with some time

LH~Loophole.Tracker: sure, your.. donation was quite large

LRI)Dr.Anderson: Liz: Not a problem, sir.

LH~Loophole.Tracker: I appreciate that

LH~Loophole.Tracker: How can I help you?

LRI)Dr.Bohr: Niels: I can't converse right now, but may I contact you in the future?

LH~Loophole.Tracker: I use a personal firewall to protect my identity

LH~Loophole.Tracker: use the code 6DY7 before sending me a message

LH~Loophole.Tracker: and we can talk whenever you want

LRI)Dr.Bohr: Niels: Understandable. *Jots down the code* Thank you

LH~Loophole.Tracker: by the way..

LH~Loophole.Tracker: where are you going now? Ontario?

LRI)Dr.Bohr: Niels: Name is Dr. Niels Bohr, a pleasure to make your acquaintance

LRI)Dr.Bohr: Niels: No, Kepler to discover the jumpholes

LH~Loophole.Tracker: Kepler? Just don't go too far into the fields

LH~Loophole.Tracker: You may need a Hacker to escort you there, for security reasons

LRI)Dr.Bohr: Niels: Yes, *strokes beard* I had heard it was a harsh climate out there

LH~Loophole.Tracker: and you can call me Kenji, sir

LRI)Dr.Bohr: Niels: Thank you, Kenji. I shall call you in the near future, thank you for your assistance


Please note that the code I gave him in order to bypass my firewall was false. Other than that, you can freely hack my comms if you want anything else to ask.

I am eagerly waiting for your decision.




Encrypting message...
Hack terminated...
***loading files***
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***finished***
***Notice: Data has been altered***
***Time Unknown GMT+Unknown*
Location: Unknown
Priority: Unknown
I hope someone is reading this, (...)
Hello, my Name is (data erased), I have once been (...) working for (unknown). I was (data corrupted) for them, made (unknown) with secrets (...) had: Including data about (file unreadable). At some point I (...) files I had to transport, instead of (data erased) .
Later I was (data corrupted). But not in one piece. I was the only survivor. (data erased).
After that happened I started the 6 steps and completed them a few days ago.
You see, I have nothing to lose and I will do anything to (...) .
Ship Equipment and affiliation:
http://img268.imageshack.us/img268/8743/66002645.gif Scanner and LH ID
http://img9.imageshack.us/img9/396/68896699.png Weapons 1
http://img268.imageshack.us/img268/2121/38504529.png Weapons 2
http://img189.imageshack.us/img189/7474/88803048.png Affiliation and Rep.
++Hacking into Lane Hacker Comm system++

++Disguising transmition as radiation++

++Acess granted, recording transmision++

Do not be alarmed, I have a very strange tale to tell. For now call my Syd Rysland. I am a Bretonian born citizen but I now hold Libertonian papers. My family moved here to work for Ageria after my father lost his job on Leeds. We were told the stars in Liberty space were made of Gold. What rubbish!!. We were all poorly paid and mistreated, but my father would not hear a word against Ageria as they had brought us to Liberty.

One day my father discovered that my older brother's girlfriend was a spy for the Lane Hackers, he flew into a rage and brutally killed her and so my brother killed him. My Brother had always been loved the best and I knew my mother would die of heart break if she knew, so I took the blame in his place. I told him to take the family back to Bretonia I would take the rap for killing them both. Even now Ageria belive that I was a spy who was discovered by my father and my Brother's girlfriend because they discovered me.

I fled to Planet Eyrie, where I stole a starflier. On my way through New York i was attacked by Bounty Hunters, my ship was badly damged and I was injured. Luckily I managed to fight them of and was given sanctuary by some Junkers. In return for thier kindness I helped them fend of Xoner attacks on thier base. The Junkers put me in contact with with the Liberty Rouges who agreed to give me the co-ordinates of Mactan base and allow me to by a Dagger Light Fighter if, I would take out the storage depots near Newark station.

I made my way to Mactan base helping Outcasts and Rogues to take out Bounty Hunters and Naval patrols on my way through Texas, Calafornia, Cortez and Magellan.

Arriving at Mactan base I gained the trust and alffilation of the Lane Hackers by destroying Bounty Hunter and Naval Targets.

I hope that I have peformed well enough to be accepted into your ranks. I have no where else to go now I have burned my bridges and broken free of Liberty's darkness. I can't guarantee that I will be a great pilot, but I will alwasy give of my best to punish Ageria and Liberty for taking my family from me.


++Image Data packs attaching........Confirmed++

http://imageshack.us/photo/my-images/851/f...1052321244.png/

http://www.facebook.com/#!/photo.php?f...e=1&theater

I have enclosed proof of my Alffilation and set up, I hope they are satisfactory.

I await your response with great trepidation

Syd

++erasing Log in details....complete++

++Erasing codes++

++Wping Location trackers++

~~Message Ends~~
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