Hello Hackers. I have heard about your noble cause against Ageira and the corruption of Liberty . I work with Ageira as a security analyst at key operations in Colorado - this job is terrible. While I do enjoy the challenges it provides, some strange things have been happening lately. My co-workers are being switched around and removed for no apparent reason. Some of my close friends have been jailed for comprimising Ageira's systems and software! It seems strange... Whenever Ageira cannot meet a deadline a convenient crash or bug allows them to ask for more money from the Government. The executives are corrupt for sure. One time I wrote some code for a trade-lane security system... When my friend told me the code had been changed to make it virtually defenceless to pirates, I knew something was wrong. They were using the increased pirate activity as an excuse for more funding! It's all about the money to those guys. We workers are pushed to the limit designing programs and products for them while they comprimise our work to get more money! These events have made me seriously reconsider my position here at Ageira.
I hope Ageira doesn't know about my ... "unlawful" activities. I have hacked several neural net accounts and listened in on secure LSF comms channels. It sure does gets boring at work sometimes! So far i've been able to cover my tracks... But eventually they'll find out what i've done.
I believe i'll be good at disrupting Ageira/Interspace traffic as I know about many of the Ageira operations in Liberty. I know all about the security systems of not only Ageira, but IND and Interspace also. I also can access Navy/Police comms channels with a high success rate, so fellow Hackers and I can interfere with the =LSF= and [SA]. As I was a good fighter when I was younger, I might be useful in a more direct combat role. You can decide what you want me to do.
About my flying experience... I used to fly often in my younger years, my Hawk was a common sight in the New York and California systems. That was until it was confiscated by the Police for illegal modifications. I should be able to hack some neural nets to get some funds for a ship. Will a Starflier do?
The net is closing around me. I need to escape from mainstream Liberty, the LPI will be after me once Ageira gets a coworker to rat me out. Maybe they'll blame a problem on me, gladly handing me over to the men in blue. Lane Hackers, you have to help me. I will be leaving for Planet Manhattan tomorrow.
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--Connection lost--
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Don't bother tracing the source of this message. It will lead to the terminal of a zoner on freeport 4 who has no idea how to hack even the most basic of systems or who I am. I infected his pc with gamma-1 several years ago, as a precaution in case this would happen. It should still work since the guy only uses this thing to watch XXX-movies anyway.
Time to introduce myself, I am a senior security administrator on the Detroit munitions base in New York. My job is to keep anybody who is not part of Ageira technologies out of our computer systems. Or at least, that is what I was untill yesterday. Then I stumbled onto something during a routine check, it was nothing more then a small system bug, allowing an experienced hacker entry into a single internal mail sent by one of the directors.
Out of curiosity I decided to read the mail before fixing the bug. What I read changed something in me. It is all true, every last rumor! I didn't know what to do and made a mistake. I printed the mail and took it to my boss, the CEO of security administration. He reacted shocked and said he would take immediate action and that I was not allowed to talk to anybody about this.
It wasn't untill I got back to my office that I realized what he was really shocked about: The fact that I discovered the mail, not what was in it. I also realized what those immediate actions would be and that I had to get the hell out of there.
I hitched a ride on a light arms transport to Manhattan, where I am currently hiding. I am dire need of another place to hide, and for someone with my skillset the Lane Hackers are by far the best option. As part of the deal I can offer you security codes and nearly full system acces to the Detroit munitions base, at least untill they figure out how to override them.
I have to admit I am not a very good pilot, I flew a couple days in one of those simulator things and had some practice in a real starflier once even, but other then that I spend most of my life behind a computerscreen. Right now I am desperate enough though to buy a starflier under a fake name and go out there and take on Ageira all by myself.
Leave a message on the zoners terminal if you want to contact me.
1) Detail your technical, scientific, and / or specialist background.
Background:
Civillian whose business was crushed by the corporates in order to monopolise trade. Used cardamine on the side for years, distributed cardamine on the streets of manhattan, ultimately shut down when a corporate requested that the streets be cleared of trash.
2) Describe why you want to hit back at your corporate oppressors.
The corporate monopolies have illegalised cardamine, in order to drive to the fringes those who would consider alternatives for medical treatment. Wants to hang with hackers in order to hopefully one day hack the Libery Navy's archives on their experimentation with Nomad's in order to find out what truly happened.
3) Describe as specifically as possible which of our methods and goals you are best equipped to assist The Lane Hackers in accomplishing.
Lanehacking ie outright blatant piracy, I"m good at that, smuggling stuff I'm ok at, but more of a fighter than a smuggler, like doing a wide mix of things.
LH.Alec recommended I join, I'd like to join and have an alt with you guys and spend my time hacking, um yeah...
####Incoming Transmission####
Comm ID: Rochestor
From: Lanehacker Recruit One
To: Lanehacker Commander
Subject: Prospect Biographical Data
Name: [LR]Nameless (will create if cleared)
Eye COlour: Turqoise
Skin colour: Blue
Race: Genetically modified slave labour batch GE-15
Age: 27
Significant Features: Full Moko tattoo on face.
Strongpoints: Strong, violent, brutal.
Weakpoints: Cardamine addiction, extreme dislike to authority.
Criminal Record (Recovered from LSF Mainframe):
Possession of Cardamine with Intent to Supply x5,
Possession of Cardamine for Personal Usage x7,
Unlawful use of a space craft x5,
Use of a space craft while intoxicated x5,
Destruction of Property x4,
Theft (Ex Spaceship) x2,
Grand Theft Spaceship x1,
Escape x1,
Resist Police x1,
Assault Police Officer x5
End of Listing.
Notes:
Criminal Record incomplete, no records prior to the great Hack, when our database was purged by the Lane Hackers in retaliation for the termination of a high level operative, is believed to have committed more crimes against the state.
Subject is currently wanted for questioning by Liberty Security Forces and Liberty Police.
Psychiatric History (Recovered from Manhattan Department of Health Mainframe:
Unstable, prone to violence, likely to violently resist arrest, is a danger to civillians and other people, was institutionalised at the Montauk Reeducation Facility, diagnosed with schizophrenia.
Medical History (Recovered from Manhattan Department of Health Mainframe:
Subject implanted at Montauk, reprogramming successful, implant in sinus's appears to be causing migraine headaches, no lessening of cardamine addiction. Location sensing properties of implant effective, subject not informed prior to medical procedure.
The Nomad's have taken an interest in this one, for some reason that we do not know.
Cardamine damage has caused slight neurosis, paranoia, and other symptoms.
If apprehended, recommend further medical treatment in secure facility.
Educational History:
Elementary school, some secondary, no higher qualifications, is believed to have hacked flying school database to recieve his Spaceship Pilot License.
I'd been using since a young age, had gotten hooked in Manhattan, got into the underworld, hung with the Red's, when the Red's got crushed by the Liberty Police I went south out of sight, Rochestor, Buffalo, got real into the Cardamine, thought I was untouchable.
I couldn't buy enough of it, needed it so bad, got the shakes if I didn't use it, the Rogue's and the Hacker's must have made a fortune out of me and I always needed more.
Ended up needing some so bad that I busted up a police supply depot for loot to buy more, but the LS saw me, I resisted violently, then they caught me and forced me into "rehabilitation," reprogrammed me.
While I was in there I saw Nomad's standing over me, talking to the medical staff, but I saw it like a dream, because noone even knows whata a Nomad looks like and noone believes me when I say it, they all think I'm crazy, but the rumours about alaska are true, and if the LSF won't stop them, we have to.
I've got these weird marks on my neck, and the headaches that happen now are like hell on earth.
After that, they threw me into the jail system, big penalty for trashing the LPI's depot.
I lucked out while in prison, talked to 'The Don of Cellblock 8', he recommended a good lawyer and I'm out now, freed by the appeals court on a technicality, and now I'm looking for work.
So I was thinking about what to do, I had a grudge against the Bounty Hunters since way back, a mate crossed someone and got squashed by them, and the LSF had just busted me, I couldn't get a job cleaning the sludge tanks on Pittsburgh because of my record, I'd built up a rep for piracy in Asian space so Kusari hated me, I didn't speak German but otherwise the Bundschuh were cool, but most of all, I wanted more cardamine, and to get cardamine in Manhattan, you gotta hang with the Rogue's or the Hackers.
Conclusions:
Viable recruit.
Current callsign: Pedro_The_Black
If I become a LH it'd probably be LH-Nameless
####End Transmission####
Um yeah I'd like to join the Lanehackers and engage in lots of mayhem on the lanes. I live in NZ, and like Freelancer and just recently started playing Discovery RP. Should be fun tho:)Was recommended by LH-Alec (and yes this is almost identical to the post in the Liberty Rogue thread, thinking about alts on each)
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Attention all applicants:
Messages are being hacked into your private communications networks. Due to differentials in security protocols, time to successful hacks may range from 6 to 8 hours from the time of this posting.
You are being observed, and evaluated...
...encryption.in.progress...hack.terminated...
Currently in development of :
Nefarious Plots, Shrewd Schemes, Infamous Cabals, Canny Conspiracies, Devious Ruses, Machiavellian Machinations, Insidious Subterfuges, & Wily Stratagems
-connection -initiated
-local host time - GMT+1 hour
-bypassing security - completed
-connecting - in progress
-connecting - completed
Finally successful! I have been trying to bypass your security for days now, you did a very good job on setting those.
No need for introducing myself, as these channels might be watched.
You will find your way to contact me back, that I am sure of.
I have an offer to make, an offer that can contribute both me and you, gentlemen.
I have been working as a Security officer of the Ageira, my former oppressors.
My last mission was securing an Ageira convoy on their way to Kusari.
In Galileo system i received a strange message trough secure communications, from an unknown source. It said something like :
Quote:Your mission is a trap. Liberty is nothing but a stage for the news, they need a victim. You are going to be ambushed.
Disappear now.
It wasn't a radio message, it just appeared on my navigation computer, instead of a map. Weirdest thing.
When finished reading it a few times, I noticed my convoy already entered the trade lane.
Then it happened. Screams over the radio. Screams about a Fleet shooting the convoy. Silence.
I could only guess they were all dead.
But there was time for me to escape still. Adrenalin was pumping trough me, i had to think quickly.
I cruised into the nearby asteroid field, and hidden myself in it. I killed the engines and power in my ship, so long range scanners would think of me as of simple rock.
I remained there for a long time.
Finally, i decided to move. I have found a Jump hole in that asteroid field, that took me to familiar Colorado system.
I moved quickly trough more Asteroids. I didn't dare to use the Trade lanes, in case they are still looking for me.
Luckily, Colorado is a very well known system for me, so I had no trouble remembering where that New York jump hole is.
It took me right next to a Junker base, a base where I could search for my shelter on.
Junkers aren't very hospital. But they made me a proposal that i couldn't refuse.
I had to get rid of that ship anyway! They offered me new identity card and some Cardamine, in exchange for my ship.
Seen the news lately? That "Terrorist" attack? Yes, that was it. And those were not terrorists.
I know. That is why I am being chased. They know that one is missing, and they can't afford to let it go.
I have been on that base for quite a long, when they offered me a ride to Manhatan. Oh, good old Manhatan.
I am on Manhatan at this time, and I am sending this message because I think they might found out my new identity.
I don't doubt Junkers would sell them that information for some piece of junk.
This message is being sent in desperation, as I know that many Ageira technicians have disappeared suddenly, and the rumor is that they are working for the Lane Hackers.
My services can prove useful to you, and your fast response might just save my life. I need directions, and i need help.
I have been fighting in that wretched Startracker for almost 10 years. Experience is something I don't lack.
My computer skills aren't high as skills of some technicians, but it is something I have been working on in my free time, and I am ready to learn more.
They were, after all, good enough for me to bypass your security.
If you help me, you will find a faithful servant in me, ready to strike back on those corporate scum, and authority oppressors.
Not only that I am ready to fight for your goals, but I also have certain skills in repairing most weapons and ships.
My long service as a Security officer has also thought me of many fighting tactics, tactics that might prove useful to you.
I only wish that this message gets in time, as well as the response from you.
-connection - terminated
-hacking program - terminated
Lucendez Wrote:
It is every Corsair's responsibility to die a beautiful death in defense of Crete, regardless of how OORP or how capwhoring the opposition is. Launch your fighter, joust the battlecruisers and die a beautiful death. Then, drink it down in the bar.
Data innoccuously hidden in a news feed, with a quick pass it looks out of order, after decrypting, the following is found:
To the Lane Hackers:
I know that you will find this, and I am unconcerned at the fact others may, as they won't be able to do much about it, and knowledge of my actions is already apparent to most lawful factions. I am placing this here knowing that you will find it, and waiting for your response.
I have no friends and family. Ageira had my father, my only living relative, imprisoned on a trumped up charge so that they could obtain the rights to a software patent he had developed, ruining both his name and the name of his entire family line.
I am not the best pilot in the cluster, nor am I the most technically savvy, though I learn fast, as this hidden note portrays, and most importantly I follow orders well due to military training. I am willing to jump through any hoops that you may put forth, and I hope that I will hear from you in the future. I have devowed my family name and taken on the handle that I use now, which is notated in the buried text of this message.
Regardless of your decisions, thank you for taking the time to read this. I look forward to hearing from you in the future, and whether your accept me into your ranks or not, my loyalty remains with the Lane Hackers, for they are the only collective that seem capable of serving Ageira the justice that they deserve for their transgressions, both against my family and against countless others like us.
Hackers, I come before you because I think we can help eachother. I don't have much time here, but there is a message attached to this hack from me detailing my life in short and explaining everything more clearly. That message is at the end of this message.
My hacking background isn't very long as I'm only 17, but I have managed to hack my appartment's lights system, aswell as my parents computers, and my most proud achievement, Interspace. Long story short, my dad is a wealthy shareholder of Interspace, and well he wanted me to become like him, but I once managed to hack their system and I memorized some basic trade patters. More info on that in the attachment.
Why do I want to hit back? Well both my parents became wealthy from Interspace and they seem not to care at all about anyone else in the galaxy. They always look down upon anyone in our social class and tend to metaphorically insult them. I hate this, so for the common person I want to see Interspace come down and show my parents aswell as their filthy friends what it is to be a common man, a person that keeps our ways alive.
I believe I would be more usefull in your first method. I do know some trade patterns, however they are changed over time. But I do know basic codes so I can get close enough to a company ship and then jump it. I might also be able to give information from Interspace considering the fact that my parents think I'm visitng my sister who is attending University in Bretonia. I could squeeze some information out of my father.
According to this file you sent out: http://www.timeanddate.com/worldclock/ I would be located in the New York district. Also, if you need to get in touch with me you can contact me through my private coms I personally built into my ship and then hacked the system so messasges wouldn't be stored or sent to the government. (//xfire = swissscorch)). This would be the easiest way to contact me.
Lastly, I apologise for this method of communicating, but when I noticed one of your men hiding in a dust cloud hacking a trade lane, I hacked it myself and sent this message through you man's ship. To that pilot! You probably can see this, please let it patch through! And a few words about myself. I hate my parents aswell as large greedy, money hungry companies, I am not entirely an alcoholic, although I have been wasted before, and I have used cardamine before.
So this is what I am left with selling cardamine on the streets of Manhattan. My father arrested our home lost, scholarships to universities down the drain.... This is what they did to us. My father took the fall for his boss at Ageira Technologies and my family was left with nothing. I was forced to leave college hack ATMs, and sell drugs to help keep food on the table. But there is always a way, I have made some contacts with a few junkers. During a exchange of cardamine one of them filled me in on a group that has as much animosity against the corrupt corporations as I do. Lane hacker eh? I like the sound of that.
I will have my revenge. I shall attack their systems, elude their authority and make a general nuisance of my self. They can call me Domingo Espada.
--Hack initiated--
-Decryption in process-
-Comm ID : Kevin Cordata
Processing....
Processing....
Processing....
---Hack Sucessful---
Hello fellow comrades....
This is independent lane hacker Kevin Cordata.
I have recently found that being independent is too much of a stress on the brain....... therefore i am hereby applying myself to your services. My hacking abilities are substantial. You will not be dissapointed. I, however will be dissapointed if my application is denied. Please consider my offer and contact me via secure comm or through tis channel.
Master, I have successfully exfiltrated Missouri as of yesterday, best of my gratitude owed to Junkers. These bribes have well drained my credits though. It has been a long time since I'm done with these uranium rods and have been untethering the latest security protocol codes of Richmond and Radford respectively. These fools won't have the slightest idea about what has been going on till I manage to launch from Rochester to meet my brothers in Magellan. They should have already dispatched a wing to find me and the secret documents, which we can't lose at any cost. It is now imperative for me to get the hell out of New York and meet you somewhere secure. Awaiting for your response.