From: Jeremy "Balados" Johanssen
Affiliation: Ageira Independent Contractor
Location: New London B-6
To: Error: No Recipient
Subject: Testing. 1. 2. 3. Testing.
╞═╧═╪═╤═╡Encryption Level ◄ error ► ╒═══╪═╧═╡
Hahahaha!
I finally got it to work! My comms is working, look at me, I'm so handsome! I can do video logging now! Oh god, I've been waiting for this for so long!
Jeremy starts his happy dance, like the no one in the galaxy is watching.
His awkward movement and unsynchronized wiggling go on for another five minutes, that is until Jeremy notices the REC light is on.
His eyes widen as he suddenly stops dancing.
N...no. no no no no no no! Jeremy is now frantically pressing buttons on his comms panel.
Oh god... No. this is humiliating. Why isn't this turning off?
Jeremy calms down, stares straight into the camera, and takes a deep breath. Ahem. I'm sorry about all this. This was a test gone wrong, please ignore. Good day.He pulls the comms panel's power supply .
Connection Severed Jeremy leans back into his chair.Oh god. That was stupid. I really hope no one saw that. He plugs the comms back in, and waits for it to return to operation.Yep. That was broadcast across the galaxy.... With my coordinates. Sometimes I amaze myself how dumb I can be. Still not as bad as my nineteenth birthday party though. I think its time to get a drink.
Good bye my friends. Good luck in space. Fly safe.
==Transmission intercepted by new user== ID:Alky Ltd.: Leonard Victor(Freelancer IFF Verified by sysadmin. Relationship with Ageira: Neutral) Date:August 19th, 823 A.S. Location:Victor Residence, Planet Manhattan, New York system Encryption:probably asleep Subject:(no subject) Contents:
(The video feed shows an old and chubby old man enjoying the show with a half-full 1 liter unlabelled bottle of what seems to be an alcoholic beverage, judging from the character's tomato-like colouring on his face. He is accompanied by an unknown male person, sitting to his upper right, who'se only the torso and legs could be seen, and soon after a young woman to his left looks in disbelief towards the screen, which was in front of the man. The old man starts laughing his guts out.)
"Seriously dad, how do you find this... LIVE, in fact, stuff this late into the night?"(The girl asked.)
"HEEEEEEEEEEEEEY, KID!!"(The man ecstatically shouted.)"You've got more moves than that b--"(Brief static.)"of my EX-WIFE!! HahaAHHAHAha-- owOWOW HAHAHA cough"(The woman had pushed him, and he was slapping something soft to his right repeatedly while continuously laughing.)"DAD!! How dare you?! You shouldn't be saying those things out loud like that!"
(The other male moved slightly, as if he was trying to turn around, trying very hard not to even chuckle.)
"Ja, ja, Leo, you might have... heh... might have g-gone *hic* a bit too far, that time. Ja... Marie! Whatar you trying to push your fatoff of a father for... he won't budge... *hic* Unless you put a Seeelya... Scy... Scyll... Rogue Destroyer infront of him!"(He makes a very drawn out, smug laugh. Leonard was still catching his breath from shouting and laughing so hard.)
"Don't doubt my tactical decisionsretreats!!"(The older one scolded the Rheinlander so harshly, that the latter fell to his back - on a couch parallel to Leonard. He then redirected his eye contact at the camera one last time.)"Okay, for realzies now, kid... Take it easy, y-ye hear? You got yer video feed working, that's great... But that's only one of the many things you'll be doing from here on out... I think... AT LEAST I CAN HOPE!!"
(The man takes a big gulp out of his bottle. The other man was still immobile behind him, and the woman had left the camera's reach not a minute ago.)
"Klaaaaaus? Shouldn't you be on yerway?""You're kidding me mate, Ican'tfly like zis...""Fine, fine, guess this is one of those days...I can't have Marie fly you out, she needs sleep too..."(Leonard seems to have left the terminal. For a brief moment, the woman is seen again before the connection is severed. She seems to have turned off the comms.)
