My name is Dr.VanVAnMojo. I was born in Leeds in 780 A.s., and went to Cambridge to study some... mmm... things. Anyway, I was always catalogued as a looney by my coleagues because of my interest in the unknown and the occult. It's well known now that I'm a Discordian. But in those years, I found myself lost. By the year 814 A.S., when the war between Bretonnia and Kusari Started, I decided to leave Bretonnian space. I wondered all around Sirius for some months, until I found Baffin. I quicky realized that I had to stay there, at least for a while, since the interests of the peoples that lived in that system where compatible with mine.
Then, one day, a letter arrived to me. Someone was interested in my research in alchemy, and was going to give me a full equipped ship to explore a lost jump hole he had discovered. You see, in my studies i've discovered that the philosopher's stone can't be created in Sirius. The particular parameters of it's location in this universe make it impossible. That's why I decided to start the adventure that this stranger was offering to me. I followed the instructions as he told me, and was soon aboard a full equiped advanced train, with complete research installations, and supplies for years. I headed towards the location of the jump hole, and my life story began.
I've been wondering through distant galaxies and lost systems for 234 years.
I'm only two weeks form Baffin now. There is something strange though. My Sirius calendar indicates that nowadays you live in the year 816 A.S.! Could it be some kind of apparatus malfunction? Or could it be a space/time paradox!?
Please someone inform me about the situation! I might have travelled in time!
I'm stationed in New York right now... my investigations got me to Detroit Munitions, where i heard gold flew in quickly.
I soon met Haruko Haruhara, a fair lady, born in Kusari, but sailing as an indie trader. She was starting to explore the benefits of the gold run, so was glad to see she had a fix buyer in her destination. We soon came to an agreement and thanks to her my research is going well.
She is an intrepid young lady, one of those traders who lives for the risk of transporting things from far destinations to even more dangerous places wondering dangerous routes sometimes. I believe she's obsessed with buying some ship in Kusari and tuning it to be the fastest transport on sirius. Hope she doesn't risk our contract for that...
I've renamed my vessels, so for everyone there wishing to seek the Dr...
[TAZ]5th.of.Discord is my Fearless Zoner Destroyer's name now.
It's named after the VanVanMojo Holiday (Terran calendar 19/march).
It's mission is guarding Baffin.
[TAZ]TheTurkeyCurse is my Conference Zoner Gunboat.
It's name honours the Discordian ritual for universal protection.
It's mission regards an anthropological research all over Sirius.
A lot of things happened since I last wrote. Most of it are bad news sadly.
It all started when miss Haruko Haruhara went missing some two weeks ago, under misterious circumstances. The last thing i heard from her was a short, unencrypted message, delivered by some young corsair named Errico Malatesta, while i paid a visit to Omicron Gamma to bring supplies to that planet. The message was short, but luckily Mr. Errico was able to tell me some more about what had happened.
It seems that some 20 days ago miss Haruko found some difficulties while getting my shipment of gold ore for my investigation. Mr. Errico told me the problem was that her ship, a Kusari Luxury Yatch -quite a fine craft- and her allowance to fly that ship inside Dublin and Leeds. She was chased down by some fanatic terrorists and had to fly into the omegas to get away from her hunters. That´s how she finally met Mr. Errico and started working with him while she looked for a way to contact me.
Apparently, according to what Mr.Errico said, they mounted an artifact smuggling operation but she dissapeared after returning only 2 times to Crete with food and other supplies. After delivering this message to me, this corsair parted to search for her across the omegas. I never spoke to him again.
Now for the bittering bitter bit.
Being my supply of gold ore cut down, i stopped my research for some days and decided to go and pay a visit to Godess at Baffin and pay her my respects; a visit that ended in long term stay.
It was one day, when stationed at Pueblo Bonito for some pimping on my Conference gunboat, The Turkey Curse, when i recieved a message from my bank account manager. It seems that miss Haruko had been using the account we shared for some of her smuggling operation´s purposes, and this captured the attention of the bankers. As a deadly laser to the chest i recieved the news that all my personal funds where removed from my account, and all my ships where confiscated to pay the hole she had made to the bank (// I lost my accounts, still waiting for admin help to fix it). I could only keep the gunboat and the funds in it because they where kept as research funds and equipment, and where not registered under my personal properties.
I am working with some lawyer to help me get my credits and my ships back, but it may take a while. In the meantime, and since i have no other ships than The Turkey Curse (//temporarily named [TAZ]The.Turkey.Curse and part of temporary account until this problem is solved), i will get back to my anthropology researchs cruising Sirius in the gunboat with my 12 scientific apostoles and my crew members.
Well well, i recieved really good news today. Some Rheinland bank manager decided to take a closer look to the bank scam i had been driven into, and decided it was not my fault. So I got all my ships and credits back!
I'm continuing with my research now! Though the anthropological investigations were running smoothly, so I guess The.Turkey.Curse Will continue flying through all Sirius to encounter new discoveries!
Dr. Hodge VanMojo (as Malaclypse the Third had renamed him shortly before his death) was sitting in the Kiva with lady Mnemosymn, waiting for the others to start performing the ritual, when suddenly, while deeply submerged in meditation, a female voice known to him spake inside his head.
Dr. Hodge! Kallisti! I see Mal did as I suggested him and let loose both parts of the Spinnin Chao... Well, better that way.
Dr. Hodge, I need you to perform a task for me. Before Verwirrung, you will build an Ark, and you will call him after Mojoday, The Fifth of Discord. In this Ark, and before Verwirrung comes, you will travel throughout Sirius to visit the diverse marketplaces that are scattered around, taking note of all the products sold by Sirian these days, and when possible, picking a 5 (FIVE) unit sample into the Ark. This is most important! You could end up being the one who saves stuff which may disappear after Verwirrung!
When the experience ended, he opened his eyes slightly to let the dim light of the Kiva wash his thoughts into his Pineal, for further reference. He would do as Goddess commanded, but first, they had to perform the ritual which would allow all Temporary Autonomous Zoners to keep on being, despite having loss its angular stone, their beloved Polyfather.
So the crew of the [TAZ]Fifth.of.Discord set course to travel through all Sirius, collecting samples of the different commodities sold around there. They visited far reaches as Hispania and the Omicrons, also flew the Omegas and the Sigmas, ventured in dark corners of Kusari and returned home to Baffin throught the Taus, because a new task was assigned.
The Doctor ordered the crew to begin a more difficult search. They had to spread contacts through different sources to retrieve what he called 'The Five Orbs of Chao'. The last two were collected from a relic hunter yesterday at a very high price.
As soon as the Doctor left the Kiva and returned on board, the real mission would start.