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Patient Name: Quorg - Quorg - 01-15-2009
Psychological Evaluation Form 13-022B
Dr. Ezekiel Jefferson, MD, MPH
Los Angeles, California System
Section A: Client Information
a) Name: Quorg (No last name given)
b) Date of Birth: None given, appears to be in mid 30's.
c) Place of Residence: Claims to spend equal amounts of time in New Berlin and New Tokyo, but lives aboard his ship. Rents garage space on both planets. Travels occasionally.
Education Level: Dropped out of Cambridge University after three and a half years, claims it was because he ran out of money after his parents cut off contact with him.
d) Family History: Was named after a reptilian creature by his parents, who told him that his birth was unplanned for. A widower, wife was killed in a freak undocking accident on Helgoland station five years ago; she was not aware that trains could not undock easily. Out of contact with parents and extended family. Brother was killed in a collision with a Pharmaceuticals-addicted off-duty LPI pilot; patient expresses resentment towards government in general, perhaps due to this experience. Had a son, who was abducted by Liberty Rouges seeking ransom, which he was unable to pay. Patient has not heard from son since. Claims to only have made one close friend at Cambridge, with whom he lost contact after the friend joined the Gaian movement.
Is now a trader, occasionally trading in a bomber to ambush and clear out pirates from systems through which he plans to bring his Train. Primarily trades along the "Di-Ni" run between New Berlin and New Tokyo.
Upon my asking him if he thought it was wrong to "power-trade," he replied with, "It's profitable; why would I ever care what you think?"
Section B: Case History
Patient was overheard in Texas system by LPI with potentially suicidal thoughts.
Transcript of overheard exchange as follows:
Unknown Xenos: Quorg, stop for cargo scan.
Quorg: What do you want?
UX: 3.5M OR DIEEE
Quorg: I value my life at 2 million credits. I can pay you 2 million, no questions asked, or we can fight it out. Your call.
UX: THEN DIEEE
-Transmission Ended-
When LPI officers arrived on the scene, they found three Xenos escape pods in Quorg's hold, which patient sold back to LPI at market price.
Patient was escorted to Los Angeles for immediate psychological evaluation.
Section B: Relevant Medical History
No signs of any substance use. This includes both illegal Cardamine and Synthetic Marijuana use and legal (and perhaps sorely needed) pharmaceutical use. Expresses a severe abhorrence of any use of legal or illegal drugs, alarmingly so. No signs of any other health problem. No family history of any health problems.
Section C: Clinical Findings
1. Intelligence: IQ tests indicate intelligence only slightly above average, within normal range. No sign of genius nor mental retardation.
2. Mental Symptoms
a) Depression: Marked. Is reasonably polite, but exceedingly pessimistic about own life. Appears to drown out negative memories by immersing himself in business.
b) Suicidal Thoughts: Mild. Acknowledges suicidal thoughts in the past, but has never made any plans. However, he seems to give relatively low value to his own life. Insists that it is worth no more than 2.5 million credits based on some obscure calculations, which is interesting given that his net worth far exceeds that amount.
c) Verbal Expression of Anxiety or Fear: None.
d) Expressions of Anger: Mild. Was extremely irritated at any prospect of being medicated, before the subject was even discussed.
e) Social Withdrawal: Moderate. Seems able to communicate normally at times, but loses focus during extended conversation. Claims to enjoy being alone, although occasionally will help colleagues and visit bars.
f) Paranoid behavior: Mild. Mentions some "conspiracy" that in spite of the millions of citizens on each planet he visits, there is only one bar with the same 8-10 individuals inside each one.
g) Hallucinations: Marked. Claims to have infrequent encounters in empty space with his deceased wife.
h) Physical complaints: None
i) Global Illness Rating: Mild to Moderate
Section D: Assessment
Quite functional and normal in appearance. However, socially isolated, and seems to have an unhealthy preoccupation with his work, and mild hallucination disorder, perhaps related to his wife's death. Depressed, but not suicidal.
Section E: Plan of Care
Suggested regular light doses of antidepressants. However, patient adamantly refused, even smashing the medication on the ground. Since he is neither suicidal nor homicidal, could not force doses.
Patient was released after evaluation.
Patient Name: Quorg - Quorg - 01-28-2009
***LOGIN VALID***
***USER: QUORG***
Well, that shrink back on Los Angeles told me to keep a journal. He didn't say I had to write in it every day, though.
Seeing as this episode is of interest to my pocketbook as well as to the pocketbooks of my fellow traders, however, I will share it.
It was about a week ago- I was running the usual run that I did before the pirate problem got particularly nasty- the notorious di-ni route, through Sigma 13. Where was it again? Somewhere in the western part of the system, between two jump holes; my memory is somewhat fuzzy now.
I look at my scanners, and see something strange- a ship or pilot named Nightsmoke...
The next thing I heard was an ominous voice, with a trace of a Kusari accent, saying something along the lines of "I love the smell of fear..."
Now it's apparent that this poor guy didn't know what he was talking about, or didn't know me well enough to realize that to Quorg the thought of getting blown up in my ship isn't all that terrible, or maybe he was confusing the smells of fear and Phantom body odor.
I glanced over my right shoulder and noticed that this Nightsmoke character was a Phantom...
Phantoms! These guys were quite notorious, and to be honest, it was somewhat of a rush to know that one was on my tail, even though there's no way he would have lost a head-on fight.
Naturally, I replied with some quick retort about not being afraid of pale-faced clown people, which didn't seem to cool the guy's temper, since he opened fire shortly thereafter. Of course, cruising away wasn't possible due to the cruise disruptor, so I did the next best thing: thrusting away with the cap-ship thrusters (a worthwhile investment) while firing away at the guy with my turrets, headed towards Chugoku-I figured that Blood Dragons were the least of my worries at that moment.
Well, as soon as I got to the jump hole, I noticed that the phantom had disappeared- perhaps I had actually fought him off?
But lo and behold, he was right there waiting for me at the other side of the hole. Of course, there was only one thing to do... Exactly what allowed me to survive for that long. What ensued was a 20K or so thruster chase. As the Hokkaido jump hole neared, a thought came to mind- What if I tricked the phantom into going ahead of me through the hole and then just turned around and went home?
Sure enough, the guy hopped inside the jump hole, and sooner than you could say "powertrader" I was headed in the opposite direction towards Sigma 13. He must have waited for me there for a while before coming back because by the time he reappeared on my scanners the Hokkaido hole was already 11 or so K away.
So, to make things quick and simple: If your attacker is going ahead, don't follow him.
-Quorg
***LOGGED OFF***
Patient Name: Quorg - Quorg - 02-22-2009
***LOGIN VALID***
***USER: QUORG***
For some reason, I just haven't had the will to do much trading recently. I think perhaps this is a good time to fly around, see the rest of Sirius, other than just New Berlin, Sigma 13, and New Tokyo.
So I did some shopping around, and decided that it was time to get rid of my Waran Bomber, which was parked on Malta (Outcasts are a lot friendlier when you're packing 4 Sidewinders and 2 SNAC's). The Outcasts there suggested that I purchase a Slipstream fighter from the Lane Hackers at Mactan.
Since I don't want to be seen as a criminal, I read the specs on the Slipstream.
"The Slipstream light fighter is built for a single purpose: speed. It is a fast and agile ship, able to carry significant firepower on it's three wingtips. It looks fast, it is fast, and it copes rather well in most combat situations to boot. If you are a connoisseur of well sculpted sport ships, then this is the ship for you. "
Nothing at all about Lane Hackers, or even criminals! Since a sport ship sounded like it would be entertaining to fly, I went ahead and bought a used one off of a defecting Lane Hacker at Freeport 2, selling the Waran Bomber at a profit.
It will be interesting to remember what it's like to have fun.
***LOGGED OFF***
Patient Name: Quorg - Quorg - 02-23-2009
***LOGIN VALID***
***USER: QUORG***
Well, it seems that the Liberty Navy didn't really approve of my new ship.
I headed over to California Minor and traded it in for an Arrow... It's a smooth ride, but I'm in trouble if anyone attacks.
During my travels, I've noticed a saddening trend. Every one of the Sirius Houses is at war with both itself and at least two other Houses: Rheinland vs. Liberty and Hispania, Hispania vs. all of the other three, Kusari vs. Bretonia and Hispania..... the list goes on. And forget about the Coalition! Here we have our very existence as humans threatened by Phantoms and Keepers, and we're murdering over stupid bull like who owns systems that produce absolutely no resources whatsoever.
How bad for business is that?
I've decided to speak out against these abuses; what would you call me? A peace activist?
I have a feeling my Adv. Train will gather dust for a while more.
***LOGGED OFF***
Patient Name: Quorg - Quorg - 03-22-2009
***LOGIN VALID***
***USER: QUORG***
Was almost arrested today... I guess the Navy doesn't like it when you knock down one of the tradelanes bringing troops and ships to the Liberty-Rheinland war zone.
Fortunately, I got far enough away to avoid the disruptors shot at me by the rather irate donut-muncher. This Arrow has a few tricks up its sleeve.
It seems that there are others who share my view that these wars need to stop. We've been working to gather together people from all houses to speak out against this senseless violence. Imagine- people of every nations standing together to say, "Enough is enough!"
We could really accomplish something.
The other day, I went back to New Berlin to check up on my old advanced train. Seems like they're not so popular these days since the prices have gone up and their use has been largely restricted to corporations. I was pretty much looking to give it away after looking for a seller for the past few weeks; the bank account's swollen enough anyways. Sure enough, I found a rather interesting fellow from Houston who was looking for work in New Berlin as a passenger ship pilot, but he had trouble getting hired because of his lack of experience. Gave him the keys to the garage and the train. Hope he does well for himself...
***LOGGED OFF***