........Hack initiated......
........Anti-trace program initiated......
........Imbeding in tradelane communications......
........Beginning transmission.
Greetings Lane Hackers. I am sending this message from a drifting Rhino somewhere in California. I am afraid I must keep this short. I don't know how long this comm system will last. I was born on Planet Denver in the poor district. I didn't have a very good life, looking for food and money anywhere I could. Eventually, when i was eighteen, I signed on as a communications monitor on an Ageria transport. I was in that position for two years, when i became a R&D researcher on Pueblo Station. I only held this position for three months, as I wasn't one for desk work, and became the pilot of another transport. This position I held for one year, when I became Captain of the aforementioned ship.
I was captain of that transport for two years, until I started noticing several "misplaced" funds put into the accounts of several executives. I started asking too many questions, when i found myself being shot at by a pair of mercs in a cargo loading room on Newark. I shot them both in self defense and, knowing I was going to get killed one way or another by Ageria, stole a Rhino. I soon found myself being shot at by several LPI fighters, and I somehow got to California before they destroyed my engines and left me for dead. I've been drifting for about two hours, I decided to bring my technological expertise and Ageria access codes to the Lane Hackers. If you tell me i am alright to join, ill send you my coordinates so you can get a patrol to pick me up. Oh great, the powers failing, I have to shut off the transmitter.
