seems I managed to crack your channel after all. I'm mightily impressed, considering I'm more proficient in dealing with the hardware and not such funky encryption algorithms. I've probably left traces scattered all around, but I want you to find me anyway.
For the last few years, I've been employed at the Denver Technical University's physics department. As one of the leading researchers in applied semiconductor physics, I have had lots of opportunities to confer with those greedy Ageira managers who successfully managed to bribe the head of our university into giving out our patents for them to make profit, forever withholding important breakthroughs from the scientific community.
Ever since I was a teenager, I was disappointed by the many ways in which our political system doesn't stand up to the high ideals our society could achieve. Corruption, inequality, the legalized and systematic extortion we call capitalism, a democracy controlled by corporate media, and all of this made permanent by the subtle kind of oppression that you only notice when you try to actually change something.
I tried. I even became a member of our local communist party for two years. It was one of the most frustrating experiences of my life. In the party, we uncovered corporate scandals, organized rallies, issued press releases, ran for election - only to realize that civil disobedience was severely punished whereas the corporates' capital crimes were discreetly and consequently ignored.
When the law itself is corrupted, the only option is to forcefully resist. I have long hesitated to take this step since I didn't want to give up what I had. After all, I was a highly paid specialist with friends and family, so I had a lot to lose. However, a recent streak of unfortunate events has destroyed most of my private life; now there is little left that keeps me here, so I decided to start anew even if it means to risk my life in the fight for a bright and just future.
Being a socially integrated citizen, I don't have connections to extremist political groups yet. I don't dare to ask my former party colleagues for fear of discovery; I think the government might have infiltrated most of the legal opposition. Having no one else, I turn to you as my last hope for a fresh start. Allow me to fight for the country that Liberty should be, for the end of corporate oppression!
Greetings! If you are reading this I can safetly assume you are a Lane Hacker.
Due to exessive knowledge about the Trade Lane systems I can no longer stay in Liberty space, my co-worker dissapeared without traces out of all citizenship registries and I have not seen him since.
I can no longer trust in Liberty, therefore I turn to you.
My father used to smuggle illegal goods and do most of what he could to break the systems. Young and ignorant I thought that was no way to make Liberty a better place, so I studied to work and improve on the Trade Lanes for the good of all.
That was before I started to realize something was a bit fishy about the founds we were getting for our research.
Me and my co-worker managed to dig up quite some information about were all the founds were really going, but before we could spread the information we found ourselves on the run. I cannot tell you the coordinates we last saw eachother, but I managed to hide out on planet Manhattan. It's a shame the info on those founds were lost, but I can finally see what my father was talking about.
I hope I can assist the Lane Hackers in the ways of smuggling and other means disrupting trading.
This messag...s...ntended......for the la....hackers:...I have been an empl....ee of Ageria for many year...s.....My story is probably not that similar to tha....of other Algeria employees...I was working up thr....the ranks at ag....a...even up to a transport captain. I was given cargo about a month ago with the stic....instructions to ask no questions, simply fl.....it to wherever the NAVY was to direct me...I was....suspicious...... At approxi.....y...11:54, we were off....i was direct......d through min...s and...........................h..................r...............................r........!...My curiosity got the best of me. I let the ship auto.......lot and I headed down to the cargo hold.......I was....to say the least.....shocked...NOMAD specimi......s and CIVILIANS......Wome....Children....It was sickening.........Then, all at once, i real.........d. This was to easy to discover.........I looked up direc.........into the cold, dead eyes of a LPI agent..............................He leveled his wep......n....and at that second, a shot rang out.........The Agent fell dead..................Another Liberty officer...reali.........g the seriousness of Liberty and Agerias crim.......e.............had shot him.....soon, we arriv.......d at Alaska..............--static-------................................................................................I.........E...........--static--.....escaped.....firefight..we were rescued by non other than the joint forces of the Lane Hackers and the Hellfire Leigon.........I now...understand why you do what you do...........................My zeal is unshakable......eve.........if i do not get accepted..........my cau.....is......true.....--static----------Good Day to You.....I.......--s...s...---
...hack.initiated.decryption..in..progress...
...comm.id.Thaero.recognized.transmission.encrypted...uploading data...
...GMT+2...
...installing ring 0 driver...
...bypassing network...
...sending spider - comm acquired...
... you knew it will get to this, I have no doubt about it. Anyway, you need me as much as I need you. Only thing is, for me there is no way of return, or no other way I can take. I had enough, it's time for payback, and time to show to the universe who they deal with.
I was a, let's say, an outlaw from the beginning. That is the way I've been raised. In my youth I was scamming credit cards, hacking atm's, stealing info from unsecured terminals. Soon, I realised that my skills have evolved and, as I was beginning to pilot, I started to intercept ships comms, to find easy target for... "escorting".
One day, after I lost my cargo (well, my soon-to-be-cargo) to another pilot and chasing him without luck, I received a message from that pilot. The message was brief and to the point. If I wanted to do something to change the way things are, and be a part of something bigger, I was to send a message here.
It was enough for me. I quickly began to gather info on how things are, and after doing some "jobs" here and there for that pilot, I bought a Dagger and went to Mactan. The Dagger impressed me... was flying so ... smooth, although the ship I bought it's a little old, it was love at first flight.
That pilot gave me some other jobs, until I could buy some weps, and get recognized in Mactan bar.
...uploading files...
...files uploaded...
That should prove my words.
... they have detected that the comm is hacked. I must hurry now. Until next time...
...invalid access! violating memory area 0x45AF86!...
...restoring previous state...erasing files...rewriting disk sectors...
Hacking into Freeport 4 ......Success...Confirmed Hack send to XO........Success... Confirmed
......incoming truncated message ......
From:KocsogDuda.... cant find location... Error Code : none
To: Sir Moriatry
Hi! This is KocsogDuda speaking. I wish to say you that i wish to join LH. Now I am writing you from my LF., couse I have important information about Ageria dogs that will maybe help you bankrupt them.
I am on my way from Buffalo to Mactan, by foot. I mean I cant use tradelanes so this trip willbe painful, so Ill try to I hack few agieria ships and find out that they are doing in this area .
I cant tell you more when i'll reach Mactan.
........End of transmission... Confirmed from both sides.....
> Establishing database connection.
>> Connected
> Locate: LHDB
>> Located
>Inject message:
>
To whom this may concern:
In my time in the LSF I was just a simple techie, but I've always been treated poorly. Never given a chance to excel or even fly a combat ship, I got sick of it. My missions of late were to counter various computer problems, most of which traced back to the Lane Hackers. Seeing the work you have done made me realize that my unappreciated work might be appreciated with the Hackers. Since most never cared to think twice about me, I was able to steal a small Starflyer and make my way to better standings with your Rouge friends. In the Badlands I was able to acquire a Dagger class light fighter, I had seen them used by Lane Hackers on the comms so I figured that was a good start. Since then I have been doing odd jobs and working on my combat skills, I have recently made friends with the locals on Mactan base. Now that I feel I have broken all my ties to the LSF I feel it is time I make myself known. I'm cutting this message short because my food is getting cold, if there is anything you need of me, please let me know, I'm sure you can figure out a way to find me.
>
Regards, V
>
>> Message injected.
> Close connection
>...
<div align="right">*If you believed this are you this guy?</div>
My Shadowness account.
"Rage; the only freedom left me." - Commander Greven il-Vec
Who I am... well, for now call me DevNull, and lets leave it at that.
Why do I want to join your outfit, well - the guys at Sugarland said if I had a beef with Ageira, then this was the outfit to contact.
Whats my beef - I used to work Security for Ageira, had a wife that i loved and all was well, I was good at my job - may have cracked some of your heads in the line of duty... but to get back to the point, my manager began to assign me longer shifts, changing hours and I spent less and less time at home, this went on for a couple of years.
Then I come home early one day, and find my manager ... bedding my wife, which is nicely put, I may have overreacted a bit - I do not remember, I kind of zoned out - the police reports stated something about Aggravated Assault, Intent to do more than just bodily harm, Defenstration and a slew of other charges anything they could manage to trump up... well seeing as he was a manager for Ageira, and I was just a wageslave, their lawyer corp sided with him to put me to the slaughter, gone was my years of exemplary service.
A hurt look crosses his face, he sighs and continues.
I was sentenced a good long rest in the slammer to think things over - yeah he survived, but he left with my wife & kids while I was away... So I am searching for him to pay my... respects - and also get a little payback at Ageira who helped him and did not give a thing for me and my toiling for them for years.
Being a groundpounder, my experience with starships is not the greatest, I got a job from a Zoner captain - he pilotes the Pax.Vobiscum, he was willing to give me a chance, and whenever I had the chance I spent my time in the cockpit with him - learning a bit here and there.
So - to put it bluntly, I am here now, I am used to following orders, I may not be the best in a starship fight - but I am willing to learn and if I have your back - you will know it is protected.
Professor Moriarty went into his secret office where his mother computer was completing all the nefarious plots he had in his dark, sober and sharp mind. He opened the door and made two steps, when he suddenly stoped amused. On his wooden desk, there was a mechanical spider with a blue light on top, speaking of encoded, yes friendly message. His thoughts were saying "Hmm, this is ought to be interesting...". He went to the desk and with a few movements of his old, yet dexterous hands decoded the message.
I hope i didn't scare you with my little friend. He is rather impudent for entering private spaces. Here is a little information about the person that is disrupting your peace.
...Opening......
Julian "Cannonball" Barren was born in California. His father was a computer specialist and researcher working for Ageira, one of the leading companies at the time. However, when the time came for the Lane Hackers to be formed after the Galileo bypass project and the separation of Ageira's employees Julian decided not to follow them, but to aim for a more dinamic lifestyle. He decided to join the Outcast Air-Force. At the age of 22 he graduated the Maltanian Air-Force University with two specialities covered with Magister Status - Fighting tactics and Analysis/Spying. After graduation he has had master classes on internal hacking with some of the best teachers in Vespucci's training program and missile utilization from one of the leading battle tactitions in Outcast history - Lieutenant "Cort".
He has always had good reputation amongst Lane Hackers, both with helping out with spying procedures and researches and warfare. Being extraordinarily patient and precise in his calculations on the enemies, his tactics have been most valued by his subordinates.
After his father's death in a battle between Lane Hackers and Liberty "Lawfulls" "Cannonball" is determined to get back to his roots - the Lane Hackers to continue the family inheritance of his only relative - his father. That was not as easy as expected though. Julian was caught by the Liberty Police Department and was in jail for 1 year, after which he managed to carry out an escape.
...Opening...heading..."According to plan"....
24th of January - I managed to steal a Starflier from one of the imbecilic guards and finally escaped. I found a computer in the cargo hold of the Starflier, which was quite enough. I managed to open my secret directories i left before the captivity and downloaded a hologram transmitter and a voice alternator. From there on it was a piece of cake to dock at Detroid Munitions and equip some of the finest weaponry available for the Starflier. Before the lumpish Liberty personel even realised what have happened i was already on my way to Rochester, trying to connect to old aquiantances of mine of the Liberty Rogues Faction. I was welcomed at Rochester Base, where i finally felt uncaptivated. I went for a drink.
After two days of strenuous work i got myself a new ship - Dagger, and what's more, i finally reached Mactan. After completely equiping the ship with what's necessary, i went on an "expedition" in Liberty. I managed to aquire more information than i even thought i would and more importantly, Libertanians didn't even realise it.
This is my background story.The reason i'm writing this is that I would be delighted to be in the ranks of the Lane Hackers, as a family inheritance and as an important and loyal subordinate. My spying and battle skills are far from underestimation and if i am to be allowed access to the faction's secret comms. i will prove my loyalty and skill with material proof.
...hack.initiated...decryption..in..progress...
...comm.id.LH~Cerberus.recognized...transmission.encrypted...uploading data...
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...file inserted...log.entry...
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...I'm David"Cerberus"Clay, former Liberty Police targeting systems technician who's had enough of the corruption. They seized my family's property then moved in for arrests for not being able to pay the steep monthly "protection tax." I managed to evade capture along with my brother Edgar"Platypus"Clay. Finally after a few years of laying low, my brother and I raided the Police Impound Lot on Manhattan while the "guards" were more than caught up with their evening caffeine crash, we hacked, spliced and vacated promptly with a couple Starfliers "borrowed" from right under their noses.
This story would have had a very abrupt ending if my brother wasn't flying on my wing. On our way to Rochester, the Police locked up our transponder freq's as we hit the debris field, strangely they didn't follow. Instead we hit a small blockade. Only five actually engaged though. Together we gave those incompetent cops some cheap laser surgery. Oh the look on their captured faces as they were sold off to whatever fate awaited them, Priceless.
We managed to barely scrape by on our way to Rochester, scavenging up credits whenever we could. With the cash we got from that cop transfer , and the salvaged weapons from a few Xeno encounters, we had enough credits to move somewhere else. We still had no clue where to find the Hackers, then we got a tip that someone somewhere on Buffalo has partial knowledge of Hacker routes. The tip seemed vague, but a tip nonetheless and good enough for us. After a couple small donations of fine Detroit firearms, the Rogues let us dock. Who would have thought that roasting a bunch of Ageiran gun runners would have paid off so well? Afterwards, the info was cheap, but highly detailed. We were off to Mactan the next day in our surprisingly well maintained vintage Daggers left over from the Nomad War. After a couple days on Mactan, we ran into a few Hackers, Svengali, Alec Trevelyan, and Phate, who were kind enough to point us in the right direction and help us in our cause to join the Hackers. Status updates included into the following files...
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.Hacker Service Proof
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...end.of.file...
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...encryption.in.progress...hack terminated...
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..This is Edgar Clay, former Liberty Police weapons systems developer who's
had enough of their corruption. Apparently, we didn't pay our "protection taxes"
and our family's property was seized, shortly after they were out to arrest us.
Fortunately, I managed to evade capture along with my brother, David. We were
forced into hiding, but after a few years of laying low, my brother and I
managed to raid the Police Impound Lot on Manhattan. The security systems
were an easy hack, and the fact that the guards were out of coffee helped a lot.
We snatched a few Starfleas and ditched.
It was all good leaving Manhattan, but our "borrowing" didn't go over too well
when the guards noticed the missing ships. We got a little reckless and ran right
into a blockade. Lucky for us there were only about five of them, all rookies.
Together we gave those lousy Fuzz some free hull redecoration and a nice new
home in our cargo bays.
We managed to make our way to Rochester, scavenging up credits whenever
we could. With the bounty we got on those cops, and the salvaged weapons
from a few Xeno encounters, we had enough credits to continue our mission.
We still had no clue where to find the Hackers, but we got a tip that someone
somewhere on Buffalo could lead us there. It was a little iffy, but good enough
for us. After a little persuasion the Rogues let us dock. Luckily the info was
accurate and cheap, and we were off to Mactan the next day, leaving our
borrowed Starfliers behind, with Dagger Light Figters under our seats. Shortly
after arriving, we ran into a few Hackers, Svengali, Alec Trevelyan, and Phate,
who were kind enough to point us in the right direction and help us with our
mission to join the Lane Hackers.
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