Incoming Transmission
Comm ID: Thane of Sirius, Macdeath
RE: To all madmen of Sirius, we have an offer.
Message Reads:
This message is highly encrypted. Only those with the best scientific minds and large pools of resources will be able to decode this.
You are the shadows of society. All those of your kind have cast you to the gutter, but now we offer you a chance to rise up against the human race. You can be stronger, for we have a way to make that so. You would no longer be human, and then we would have no problem hiring you for our work. We can not reveal much at this time, but if you respond we can tell you all you need to know.
Fair is foul and foul is fair. Hopefully you will take up on this offer, then what is fair for us will be fair for you. If not, then what's fair for us is foul for you. And I suggest you bury yourself before we arrive, for you will have no coffin.
That is all we have to say. Respond if you are interested, but be warned, you will never be able to turn back once you submit your loyalty to us.
[font=System]Message Ending
Transmission Terminated
[17:45:39] Wolfs Ghost (Murphy): Tom, you have problems. Go kill yourself.
[19:25:12] Johnny (Jam): Tomtom, I will beat you with a spoon.
[14:22:56] Prarabdh Thakur: KILL HIM WITH A SHEEP.
[17:40:48] Eagle (Junes): Tom should be slapped with a spoon.
[11:32:18] Warspite: Thank you for being so awesome Tom. <3
[18:17:36] Metano: I love you tomtom
[20:06:24] Warspite: I will seriously give you epic head.
' Wrote:Edit: also, Tomtomrawr, fappin' like a boss.
Incoming Transmission
Comm ID: Thane of Sirius, Macdeath
RE: Our generous offer has been retracted
Message Reads:
Seems no men of this galaxy are as intelligent as they could be. Our offer has been retracted, we shall have great pleasure in hunting each of you down for your lack of intelligence.
Fair is foul, and foul is fair. What's fair for us is now very, very foul for you.
[font=System]Message Ending
Transmission Terminated
[17:45:39] Wolfs Ghost (Murphy): Tom, you have problems. Go kill yourself.
[19:25:12] Johnny (Jam): Tomtom, I will beat you with a spoon.
[14:22:56] Prarabdh Thakur: KILL HIM WITH A SHEEP.
[17:40:48] Eagle (Junes): Tom should be slapped with a spoon.
[11:32:18] Warspite: Thank you for being so awesome Tom. <3
[18:17:36] Metano: I love you tomtom
[20:06:24] Warspite: I will seriously give you epic head.
' Wrote:Edit: also, Tomtomrawr, fappin' like a boss.
Now now gentlemen, we all know what happens when you make assumptions....tsk tsk. Assuming a deficiency in intelligence as the source of the lack of response to your cryptic message, is well, silly at best.
One need only sample the fear anywhere in Sirius to taste the hint of Mon'Star in it. so i ask, what could you possibly offer Mon'Star that would be worth sharing the slaughter of so many innocent lives when i obviously need no such help in doing it alone?
So if you wish to come for Mon'Star, then by all means do so. i always enjoy making new...."friends"
Incoming Transmission
Comm ID: Thane of Sirius, Macdeath
To: Mon'Star the Red
Message Reads:
Ah, an insane human has graced my doorstep. A well known one at that. I am not a gentleman, rather a destructive-entity. We offer you a cause beyond your existance. To be stronger, faster, everything you've ever dreamed of. To be thanked by our creators, the creators of the darkest and most destructive race the human race has ever encountered.
What do we ask for in return? Loyalty to us. You shall be given unimaginable power and join the winning side in a war. One side has the weakness that will lead to its downfall, and the other has the way to use that weakness. You may have your pathetic pride to think about, but consider this. You do not want to be on our bad side, imagine what I - the Thane of Sirius - will be capable of in but a few years....
[font=System]Message Ending
Transmission Terminated
[17:45:39] Wolfs Ghost (Murphy): Tom, you have problems. Go kill yourself.
[19:25:12] Johnny (Jam): Tomtom, I will beat you with a spoon.
[14:22:56] Prarabdh Thakur: KILL HIM WITH A SHEEP.
[17:40:48] Eagle (Junes): Tom should be slapped with a spoon.
[11:32:18] Warspite: Thank you for being so awesome Tom. <3
[18:17:36] Metano: I love you tomtom
[20:06:24] Warspite: I will seriously give you epic head.
' Wrote:Edit: also, Tomtomrawr, fappin' like a boss.
Yes yes, we are mighty and have big guns, blah blah blah. I've heard this all before, and they were unable to back up their claims. will you follow the same path?
I'm not thinking of my pride at all actually, that's a human condition that i happily lost when i ceased being one. No this is more about keeping all the fun of killing them all to myself.
However, being the kind, caring, and nurturerous creature that i am. i'll be willing to consider this alliance you speak of, for a price of course.
<span style="font-size:10pt;line-height:100%][font=Trebuchet Ms][fake laughter done in a deadpan voice]Ha ha ha ha, hahaha, [color=#33CC00]ha, ha, ha, oh, a-hee-hee, ha ha, oh, hee hee, hee ha, ahaha. [returns to normal voice]
The Creators? Loyalty?And I thought my jokes were bad.Do I smell a schemer here? A man, or a whole bunch of men with a plan? Hee hee hee hee. You're doing it the wrong way,I'll tell ya that.But I'll admit I like that part where you're mentioning devices, he he he.
As for you Mon'star, we should meet in person and have a little friendly chat.This silly holo-projection makes my suit look bad. My thugs adore you.And me? I just like your little boat and the way you run it, ha ha ha ha.
[font=Trebuchet Ms][HOLOGRAPHIC PROJECTION DISAPPEARS]
[END OF TRANSMISSION]
A man sat in a rather darkened room, his skin of the palest of whites and his eyes of the coldest of blues. He simply let out a grin.
"I go through the trouble of hacking into shadiest and most encrypted spots of the neural net, and all I get is this? Such a disappointment... Loyalty...submission?"
The man started laughing hysterically.
"Adam Tarnet will be no ones lackey! And humanity? That word lost meaning a long time ago. Limitless power may sound desirable, but I doubt you, or anyone for that matter, is able to grant it.
...Nevertheless, consider me... Mildly interested. If your words are true, I may find you useful."
The screen flickers on, only showing two blue lights, and a shadowed out figure...
"Humanity.... Eh? Humanity. Humanity means nothing to me. Humanity, I hear that word, and I think.... Food. However, I am interested in what you are saying, little one, please, tell me.... More. What is this about? And what can you offer to compensate...?"
The screen flickers off, but the frequency remains open. One last message plays...
"And little one.... I was not cast into the gutter. I left, and now, I am returning to what I wa... what I am.."
[Enter password]
{**********}
[Incorrect. System Lockdown in effect]
{****---***-**-**}
[Correct password, welcome, ******-*******]
Somewhere in Omicron Delta, a slightly distorted message comes through...
[font=gothic][color=mediumaquamarine]Intriguing. I am whom they call the Border Worlder. I parlay to both the Outcasts and the Corsairs. Of course, these quite stupid Zoners leave their supposedly 'Highly Encrypted' channels open. Furthermore, they leave them open to manipulation, easily allowing me to access secure broadcasts.. Oh, Liberty's going to be in for a scare in about three days with the next planned Rheinland attack..
After my exile from Sirius (I swear I didn't plant those charges officer. And the pirate raid wasn't supplied with my information!) I came out here to try and ruin the fourth and fifth largest Houses. Turned out it was a bit of a larger task than I thought. Grown.. Bored? With mere sabotage of Cardamine and Artifact shipments, I moved to torment the Zoners. This proved almost fruitless, with their conflict with the Corsairs anyway. So I come to offer.. Whoever you are, my service. I am not only a hacker, but a crack pilot, if I may say so. My Arrow has been carefully fitted with enhanced communication technology that allows me to hear anything, from anyone, anywhere. I'd love to hear more about this. Border Worlder, signing off.
[End forced transmission session]
[ALERT! Unauthorized access to secure Zoner networks.]
{Security alerted, investigation in progress}
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