Still writes something on his console and types like a crazy, when at last looks up in the video recorder.
"Well, mm...yes, I'm here. I want join you, and..."
Coughs a bit and drinks some sythy cola, then looks up again.
"...the exam, yes, it is...I'm going to put it on this nice server root in a file. I had had a nice time to fill it, really, congrats."
Seems in pain when he must talk so much, tries again to gain some coolness.
"My background, yeah, that's a tricky one. Not so long ago I posted some overall heads up about myself to a public server in Liberty."
Grins wide.
"Probably you've already checked it out, if you mates are so good as I've heard, still, if not, here is a neural net archive, where you can find it here..."
He sends the link through the data link: : The Neural Net Public Archive,
then he sage nods few times, as tries to gather himself and continues.
"However, I'm not sure you wanna me, but let's make a try. As the message is a bit tricky to trace, I'm curious that you may succeed to reach me."
Becomes red and shy looks like a shy child.
"Almost forgot, I'm always forgetting things, don't worry, not the important things, like the new episodes of my series."
"So, my reason is...I'm an orphan, I always lived at Mactan base, and my dad was one of you....if I'm right, though he never revealed it to me. Yes, I never worked as a man, and never was fired, exploited or robed by those companies, BUT my parents were, I guess... they must've been oppressed, and, my fate of my mom is a puzzle for me. In addition, if someone, you there can help me find out the truth. In exchange, I'm already skilled enough to hack here, find you, and so on, I can pilot fighters, I'm maybe not a mastermind, but if someone organizes a heat, I'm in"
Stops for a second and thinks hard after something.
The allias...erm, lemme see, I tell you one....almost, almost...here it is, the good Count, Ugo Carnifex
'Ey, gents. My name's Eduard and ...well, I suppose you knew that already.
I'm 17, born and raised on Mactan herself, heh. Anyway, you've probably already seen me around- just one of the guys running supplies around the place so I can't really say I have some sort of combat-orientated background.
Lately I've noticed that we are giving more and more 'lancers the chance to run our supply lines because of their relative anoniminity, so I was given the suggestion to try out my luck out there and perhaps be actually useful.
I don't really have a sob story I could tempt you with, gents. Was born here, will probably die here, but I damn as well might do that while making your proud, right? Running crates around is one thing, but I just feel like I could do more with my life, y'know?
I probably know that you might be a bit skeptical about picking up someone of my age, but ey. If I do end up going up in flames, it is not like you lost something, right?
Anyway, if you really need a reason from me, I suppose it is just that I am here, I can fly and I have some experience with a freighter or two. Never really was let too close to any fightercraft though. That and it feels like you, gents, need a new face or two these days.
I do have some limited combat experience from a few encounters along the way and you can look up my cargo delivery success rate in the logs anyway. So it is not like I am completely useless.
Anyway, I know this is a shot in the dark, but if this is good enough, you know where to find me.
Hey there, i am Rick i am 24 years old.I always wanted to be in group with y'all...Well now to the point why i want to be in group with you all...
I was born on Mactan i had alot of friends back then.. at the age of 16 i flee Scimitar border worlds light fighter,my first ship ever still remember it.In age of 19 i have pirated my first transport from Deep Space Engineering.At the moment i am flying Sabre and sometimes i fly with dromdery.i am better at Freighters and Gunboats than snubcraft...And forgot to say i am really good at hacking. The teacher was my father he was one of the best hackers out there *yawns* oi, its night i better get some sleep so i can pirate tommorow. we will meet one day...
Good evening, ladies and gentlemen. I assume someone will be receiving this message.
This is Dr. Perseus Friend speaking, former employee of Ageira Tech. as of two days ago. Sadly, I find myself on the run now along with my wife, Melissa. You see... I have been working for the past year on a program in their newest R&D section for trade-lane adjustments. Basically the higher-ups wanted a new system that would aid corporate traders to easily make use of trade-lanes while the ship is on auto-pilot. I was working on a part of that project but I randomly encountered some encrypted files. They contained evidence of involvement from Interspace Commerce in this project in such a way that the new system would benefit them exponentially. I realized that Ageira was working with them against the other corporations, and essentially against the law, but as i tried to confront my superiors i was pushed back. It wasn't long before I started receiving threats at home to remain silent, so I've decided to find myself a getaway.
Ah, it seems like someone may be intercepting this...
As I was trying to say... that getaway, I hope, will be the fold of the Hackers. Working a computer specialist for over ten years should be enough for me to fit with your line of work, and now that I know these corporate vampires do not care about others, I'd rather work against them than for them.
I'm certain you'll know how to contact me, provided you'll choose to offer me a place amongst you.
I'm the only son of an immigrant family from Planet Jiangxi, seeking refuge on Planet Houston. In school I was always the strange poor kid. Half the children ignored me, the other half pitied me. They can expect no pity from ME!
In university it was the same, I was treated like an alien. The cool kids didn't invite me to their parties, but I kept to myself and worked hard to reap my reward. They say that in Liberty everything is possible But there is no liberty to be found here.
After graduating with the highest marks, I was employed by Ageira. At first I moved up through the ranks at the same pace as those around me. I reached mid-level management, but I didn't receive that promotion I DESERVED. Corporate scumbags, they never recognized true GENIUS when it was staring them right in their faces!
I worked hard, for long hours. I sought aid in the use of CARDAMINE to stay awake, slaving away for Ageira, but soon I devoted my nights to educating myself. I sought enlightenment in the works of the Professors, I learned the truth. The orange grass changes me. My mind has expanded, new pipeplines have been opened, and I react quicker than what I used to think was humanly possible. I slice open a corporate mainframe as fast as my Hellflurrys melt an Ageira security wing. Nothing stands in my way.
Through my former position at Ageira, I am familiar with corporate protocols and software. I believe I could be an asset to the Lane Hackers. I see them. My former bosses and co-workers that moved past me on the career ladder. There is no hiding from me. Every little transmission and every credit transaction leaves a trace on the Neural Net, and I follow it. I will be the knife that strikes them in their backs!
I don't have much time. Seconds maybe. Ageira Security is already running a trace. They've been cracking down on corporate theft of late and my little credit siphoning script has tripped their security protocols. My accounts have been frozen, my clearance in the system has been revoked and in moments, a squad of black suits and tazers will be here to arrest me.
I'm seeking employment with your organization. I have nowhere else to turn. I'm basically on the run, starting now. A fugitive, looking for a place to exist outside the law.
I've heard grumblings within Ageira Technologies concerning the Lane Hackers. Your organization has thwarted their best efforts at finding you and rooting you out. Just the place I need to be. Please accept this hastily prepared request for employment. I can be a valued asset in your efforts against corporate corruption.
John, is the name and shooting is my game. I use to be security detail for Interspace Commerce, untill i shot one of my superiors for not paying me for my work. And since then I am on the run. I figured, that the safest place whould be with the Hackers.
I was born on the planet Pittsburgh. I am 34, and was working for LPI before IC. So I have lot expirience with security work. So I hoped that You guys need someone like me. I hope someone will get this message before the IC.
Lets just say that my name is Galahead, in time I will tell you my real name, I was employed by Ageria for many years,
then two years ago for no reason I was dismissed, no explanation what so ever. Since then I haven't been able to find any work I have reasons to believe that they have me black listed. I started my personal war against corporate greed, as you know is not possible to fight alone. I'm here to ask you to let me join your fighting force, my research indicated that the "LH" and I have the same principals, together we may be able to bring down this corporations rats.
alias.Galahead
background.science and engineering
scape. after being chased by LN and LPI a Lane Hacker fellow "can't remember his name" advised me to make a run to Buffalo. He also said that the safest place to be would be in Mactan Hcker base in Magelan, he gave the coords and I found myself in Mactan.
Lane Hackers.after learning about the Lane Hackers I realized that they weren't a criminals after all, but just a group of freedom fighters that wants to bring justice to against corporate greed and corrupt law enorcer.
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