Case: ba47f0935b311c816f202f2d463bcdb5 Alias: Red Grant Transponder: R~LH~Red.Grant Background: Ageira Technologies
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My dark decent into crime started with a knock on the door by my boss…
Ok so I should probably start from the beginning I’m twenty-seven years old. I was born on planet Manhattan to my mother Patricia and my father Charles. I had a pretty normal childhood till I was a bought sixteen years old when in my first computer class they noticed I could do weird but useful things to my computer counsel. They called my parents in to the principal’s office and suggested that I bee moved into gifted classes, and so it was done I did not get a say in the matter but then again I never did. I managed to graduate in the top ten percent of my class and whent on to become suma cumlaude in my college class and whent and got my masters degree. I was toying with the idea of a doctorate but then Ageira came calling. i was hired as a grunt programmer and then I managed to get the attention of the big wigs when I came up with a way to increase the scanner length of the lanes to twenty-five kilometers in a three hundred sixty degree circle form lane entry/boosters. it was looking up till one day my boss knocked on my door and said that we needed to have a talk…
Pardon my words but that son of a bitch had the nerve to say with a straight face no less he was taking my ideas and I was no longer needed. I asked him what that meant and he said you will see and left. The next day I found an eviction notice on my apartment at the “lovely” Newark Station well at least I can head to a hotel and head to work I get to work and something did not feel right first off my coworkers all kept giving me weird looks and the guards kept giving me strange looks. This is pueblo so this is not that unusual but still I don’t like the feeling I’m being watched. I get to my station and enter the door code and the alarms go off what the hell time to go. So that’s what my boss meant. Dam him I got to get out of here…..
If you’re got this I made it off the station dam there shooting at me and the scanner says I’m an enemy shit have to find a place to hide maybe the Xenos can help nope there red to. Shit I am going to have to fight just to get out of Colorado.
Well I made it to New York but everything is red I can’t land any where now what? At least killing off those Xenos seems to have adjusted my reputation card some. Now who to contact… Well the only people I can think of besides that broadcast a bought the Lane Hackers is the Liberty Rouges but even they won’t let me land with me reputation as it is. How to get there help? I know anger the DSE. Scanners are picking up something crap it’s the Bounty hunters great now I have to fight my way out of this… Great this is getting downright dangerous have to get clearance to land at Buffalo but how they still won’t let me land bingo an LPI storage depot…. Yes they are letting me land that’s phase one of that broadcast done now what else did it say to do o yah get a ship and run some cardimine back to Freeport 4 and lay low got it .
...encryption.in.progress...hack.terminated...
The first one won't kill you; not the second, not even the third... not till you crawl over here and you KISS MY FOOT!
Case: 6b7d6722a2766916848854ef22745142 Alias: Adrian Malprave Transponder: R~LH~Adrian.Malprave Background: Ageira Technologies
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Good day to you!
Let me introduce a certain dead man. His name was Richard Fitzgerald. Our dear Richard was a senior security consultant at Interspace Commerce, however, for last two years his skills were outsourced mainly to Ageira Technologies. His official task was to improve security of convoys travelling from Liberty to Kusari, but his real job was to seek out those disloyal employees who planned to sell corporate secrets. Richard found his true calling. He developed contacts within various criminal groups operating in the area and busted over a dozen of wannabe embezzlers and indiscreet sympathizers of terrorists unable to properly cover their tracks. Unfortunately for Richard, treacherous snitches jealous of his success started to question his methods and even suggested that some of the evidence he provided was fabricated. Wise Richard thought that these vile snakes may even go further and suggest he was behind some dangerous information leaks. How rude of them! In order to get out of this undeniably unpleasant situation he devised a plan.
Unfortunately, yesterday Richard died in an airlock accident at Pueblo Station. Poor Richard, if only he survived the sudden decompression, he would have certainly used his contacts within Liberty Rogues to lay low for a while. Most likely he would have visited some of his secret stashes of equipment to get on feet quickly. I am quite sure that if he was still alive he would have come to Montezuma Base with a sizable Cardamine shipment and try to sell his skills to The Lane Hackers in exchange for protection and acceptance. I think he would certainly like his new name. Adrian Malprave sounds very fancy!
Case: a770ab44b8dbd6c44dc155dd53e737e2 Alias: Wolfgang Weisen Transponder: R~LH~Wolfgang.Weisen Background: Ageira Technologies
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Guten Tag Lane Hackers.
I am a former Interspace Commerce economic analyst hailing from the Rheinland branch. When they shut down the branch, I was simply fired without being offered any other position, benefits or compensation. The company in which I worked for decades literally threw me and my family to the street.
Unfortunately I had to learn the hard way why the Lane Hacker cause is just. Now that my life is destroyed there is only one thing for me and that is revenge. So I sold what little things I still possessed and with a temporary visa I moved to Planet Houston where I started searching for a way to join you. Eventually a Junker pointed me to an underground geek. The geek told me that he could help me access the Lane Hacker channel but the LSF and Ageira would almost certainly monitor it so I wouldn't have much time at my disposal once I accessed it.
And so I did. I packed my things and watched the transmission. Your instructions were very accurate and allowed me not only to evade my pursuers, but also complete all my assignments. So I stole a basic Stargazer from a docking bay using the codes you gave me and launched from Planet Houston with almost no credits. I proceeded to New York while keeping a low profile and I silently destroyed the depots outside Planet Manhattan and Baltimore Shipyard which simultaneously fixed my standing with the Rogues. To further stabilize my standing, I also destroyed some Xenos in Ontario. There I located a prototype weapon from a wreck which I sold and made a few millions allowing me to purchase the Bactrian freighter as well as a better scanner. Then I worked a bit on the Job Board of Niverton and Buffalo for the purpose of raising some extra credits. Once I had enough, I purchased a significant amount of cardamine from the Liberty Rogue Destroyer. On my way there I noticed a newly constructed Interspace modular base.
Then I successfully escaped Liberty by making my run to Cortez. Not an easy task, to be honest. I am currently sending you this message from Montezuma while carrying the requested cargo.
Case: 411f0739f28d23f996fa1fcc72ccf192 Alias: Mr Hinx Transponder: R~LH~Mr.Hinx Background: Lane Hackers
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Greetings, Lane Hackers.
I've managed to complete all tasks and I'm currently on Airdrie, sitting and sending this transmission. Well, something about me, huh. I don't know my exact place of birth, but I consider it to be Mactan where my mentor and person who took me in lived. I was found in one of the pods among the wreck and floating parts of a transport in the Barrier, just off the lane towards Mancherster gate. Apparently, the lane malfunctioned and went off, launching the transport at high speed towards a asteroid where it rammed and exploded. The pilot managed to eject the pods just before the impact. I was found in a pod with my mother, who unfortunately passed away in it, because she gave me the oxygen mask so I could survive. I had 3 years when they found me.
A Lane Hacker patrol was passing by and managed to tractor in the pod I was in. I was brought to Mactan where I regained my consciousness after several hours. Bunch of Hackers on the base were confused and couldn't believe that I was the only one who managed to survive. Who knows why and how, I believe everything happens for a reason, there are no coincidences. One man took me under his wings, that was Edmund Wallace. A kind man that originated from Bretonia, who ended up becoming a Lane Hacker. He had a local store, that used to fix all sorts of technical equipment and computers. I used to work there and I learnt a lot of things. That's when I gained great interest to become a Lane Hacker. Edmund was very proud to hear that. As I grew up, I got more and more interest and that's when I learnt to break and write encryption and hack into all kinds of systems. Edmund was a great teacher and mentor for me.
As I got even older, It was time for me to get a vessel and start with Lane Hacking, I guess. I used to sit for on the trade lane which lead to Manchester Gate, same one where Hackers found me. The days were passing and I could only get some spare credits, there wasn't so much visitors as before because of the Bretonian situation. Bretonia got invaded by Gauls and people became too afraid to travel there nowadays. As I returned home... I thought something went wrong, since the workshop was closed. It's never closed on days and sometimes it's even open during the night. I searched all of the rooms, there was no sign from Edmund. I went back to my room to clear my head and to think of my next steps, when I found a little device on my bed. I recognized it's design, it was made by Edmund. It only displayed an encrypted message that I needed to decipher. That's how Edmund taught me when I was a young boy, he made cipher games for me so I could train. It was easy enough for me and only one sentence along with a neural-net link was there... "Join the real Lane Hackers" and a link bellow. I followed it and it brought me to your hacked site. I knew I needed to apply, so I followed instructions and ended up here. Well, here I am. It seems Edmund vanished because of his personal reasons or to protect me, who knows. I'll just have to find him and respect his wish.
Ellen died in a pirate raid on the OS&C ship she was riding down to Freeport 1. She was going to a conference down there to see about DSE and Planet: Sprague. They think it was Corsairs, but no one really knows. Aside from a Regret to Inform You letter and a settlement equal to half a year's pay, they didn't really care either. After all, DSE had plenty of engineers to replace my wife.
It left me with an eight year old daughter to raise by myself. Khiara was a beautiful girl, blue eyed and blonde haired. She also was afflicted with some exotic form of c=ancer of the brain. We had both been exposed when the coolant leak occurred, but, me being an adult, I recovered where she did not. I've spoken to Naval Architects and they all tell me the same story; it is against safety policy and regulations to run waste lines through the habitability modules. Unfortunately I couldn't prove it, and the medical records are sealed, go figure.
When Khia died because the c=ancer wouldn't go away after three surgeries, I came looking for you folks. Something needs to be done...
Case: a220a2555fb34d351ccc99754c82f292 Alias: Stefan Pomerov Transponder: R~LH~Stefan.Pomerov Background: Ageira Technologies
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Good day, Hackers.
Well, that was a close one. Seems like I really managed to piss of Ageira's security. It all started with me having fun with a couple of friends after we finished escorting a convoy. I worked in Ageira's security department so I had connections all around Pueblo. As soon as my friends left, I received a transmission from one of my colleagues claiming that the commander of our squad sent his puppets to dispose of me. The colleague remotely helped me in accessing the Lane Hacker channel, where I provided my information. I received a reply almost immediately, with codes for a civilian shuttle located on a landing pad 4B. At that point, somebody must have caught my transmission to you and soon, the entire station was after me. It didn't take long for authorities to issue a shoot-on-sight order on me.
Following your instructions, I managed to successfully escape the vicinity of Pueblo and headed towards a Colorado jump hole in New York. The shuttle was equipped with some basic weaponry, allowing me to neutralize dozens of low profile Xeno and Bounty Hunter patrols, eventually leading to me having a clearance to dock on Buffalo. After taking several jobs, I could finally afford a Bactrian. I also found a Mantrid wreck and retrieved a prototype weapon by using the information I was given. I recently arrived at Montezuma with fifty units of cardamine. I will patiently await further instructions.
My name is Adolf Albert. That's how my parents named me but after escaping from dirty Ageira Technologies I changed it as Lane Hacker Neutral Net suggested, so I won't go into too many details. I was born on Planet Los Angeles. Father worked for Ageira Technologies, mother was a typical housewife. I studied at Planet Los Angeles. When I finished High School my father moved to Planet Manhattan. I studied in College on Manhattan. Everything was going right, nothing bad happened. One day my father went missing - there was no sign of him. Last time he went to Pubelo Station as a daily routine and didn't came back. I reported in local Police station but they were busy eating donuts. I started searching for him and I met my father's partner. What he told me was that my father was working on some kind of advanced AI system. After some time I got a job in Ageria Technologies in same place as my father on request. My mother was ill and she didn't made it after disappearing of father. The AI system my father was working on was some kind of civilian tracking system. By using it, Ageira would be able to track personal lives of every single citizen of Liberty. My father destroyed all work but they were trying to get back on it. After knowing all that I contacted you to fight for my motherland and escaped from the station and completed all tasks as told by Lane Hackers Neutral Net system.
Case: e0e31c5c3b42bde9532983c262048645 Alias: Maria Freudenstein Transponder: R~LH~Maria.Freudenstein Background: Lane Hackers
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Good day dear viewer, may I commend your organisation upon the clarity of the untraceable instructions so far received.
I am from an ex-mining family from the Planet Denver, nothing abnormal just a straight forward family now taking employment, mainly service industries, to live and enjoy their existence. My parents are still alive and happy with their lot.
I was originally employed by the LPI as general office staff but with a natural flair for handling some of their low IT related faults. This was noticed and I eventually received some training and ended up with a slightly wider remit dealing with some of their broader network problems.
As you may guess with so many “High Ranking” Libertonian families on Denver and dealing with LPI law enforcers I have gleaned an interesting perspective on the situation in Liberty. I have noted how information and its use is a powerful tool and can be utilised by the monied powers to maintain the current status quo.
Hence I now find myself at a cross-roads, a skill set that has allowed me to re-visualise the world and a desire meld it a little more to my own tastes. Tastes not dissimilar from those attributed to Lane Hackers.
Hopefully that will give you some insight into the person currently seeking a new home within your organisation.
With regards to the objectives you have kindly supplied please find.
Alberta, mapped including Airdrie Hideout. Information obtained in one of the systems watering holes. The given name of who divulged this and the location where last seen can be supplied if needed. https://www.anony.ws/image/DBz1
Displayed cargo contents whilst docked upon Airdrie. Cargo was obtained from the information you helpfully supplied, 50 units were found still at the wreck of the Bradley in Magellan and a similar amount at the resting place of the Supply Ship Ft. Worth. https://www.anony.ws/image/DBzG
Evidence of finding the missing prototype mentioned, and showing in the background my vessel a Z-6150 Bactrian Freighter obtained in the Cortez system. Finances obtained by scouring wrecks for saleable items in the following systems: Cortez, California, Pennsylvania, Texas, New York, Ontario, Galileo and Kepler. Wreck names and locations can be supplied if needed. https://www.anony.ws/image/DBzW
First I would like to thank your organisation for aiding me so far in my escape from the Agerian monsters.
I had a pretty normal life prior to five months ago I was born on Planet Pittsburgh to father who worked mercilessly in the Boron mines and a mother who worked in the Agerian planetary offices as an administrative assistant. In school and in college I was your average run of the mill student but I did have a particular aptitude in both organization and IT.
It was during this time I joined Ageria after seeing their stall in a Chatham University job fair and I will fully admit that their marketing department is one of the best when targeted to idealistic and naive young adults. I was assigned to Detroit as an IT assistant working in Operations ensuring that supplies and other goods that the base needs. As I was in all intents and purpose a model employee I was moved to their R&D department and placed in charge of the IT infrastructure surrounding “Project Indigo” a new type of disruptor that still gives me nightmares. Unlike normal hand held rifles and pistols this weapon is primarily used for shorting out vehicles in one or two shots.
However after that success the chief engineers and I were relocated to Planet Pittsburgh with permission from DSE to test the rifle on Planet Maine, and then I realised why we moved, we were ordered to test that weapon on human ‘volunteers’ but what shocked me was the source of the ‘volunteers’, of course the usual expected life imprisonment inmates who chose to shorten their sentences and the most horrifying thing was the use of the infirm and the elderly refugees who were chosen specifically because “they’re expendable.”
After the first day of testing on prisoners I voiced my concerns however the chief engineer just laughed me off and then threatened me with being a test subject should I leak the information. It was then I resolved to do something, I erased the specifications and I used the prototype on the team while they were sleeping, I slaughtered them like they did to the innocents earlier in the day. Luckily no refugee was shot by the weapon as the transport had technical difficulties and was destined to never reach Maine. I then primed the explosive charges and destroyed the makeshift facility. After that I reached Pueblo and with the cover story prepared to bluff my way out of Ageria when I saw your subspace transmission and I took that chance.
I am Emil Lefebrve. Or so that's what people seemed to call me anyways. I am a 'native born' Lane Hacker from the Galileo system, or rather, from Leiden Base. I don't have much to say about my life before all this, beyond the fact my mother and father were both Lane Hackers themselves and I decided to follow in their steps, however I wished to take it a bit farther and 'go for the gold' so to speak. My mother and father are both still alive for that matter, and are currently living out their lives back on Ames in Kepler; mainly helping the 'trafficking' of counterfeit software to Kusari...
Now for this other piece of my report..
It's taken me sometime to finally complete the three tasks given to me. I ran into some problems about two to three months ago with some Hunters inside Cortez during phase one and partly phase two when my Bactrian was intercepted near the California gate in Cortez, causing me be medically bed ridden on Montezuma base after being recovered by a nearby Crimson Cross scouter on her way to Montezuma with her convoy. While during all this 'mess' I did at least attempt to fend off the Bounty Hunters with the Cross escorts and did manage to heavily damage one, before his back up finally took me down. I have successfully fully recovered here as a side note. As a thanks however, the Cross agent who was with me at the time, paid me a small compensation for my loss..and the medical bill.
In return of the cargo. I managed to recovery the manifestation majority of that of Bradley identified transport wreckage a two months ago, however as said, I ran into some trouble and lost my ship, and its cargo in the process; as well as anything else I had left with me at the time save my credits and a few personal items. I eventually scrapped together enough money to buy another aged and broken Bactrian.
Anyways I have also completed the additional tasks of recovering the experimental weaponry from the vessel in Ontario, and successfully returned it to Cochrane Depot as well; which allowed me to finally complete phase one and buy a Dromedary class freighter, and retro fitted it into a combat vessel. I took two minor assignments off Cochrane to finally get my Dromedary fitted out with the money I had gained. Using a few more reports, I flew about Ontairo, California, Alberta, Cortez, Magellan, Texas, Minnesota, Bering and Hudson to locate the other wrecks mentioned in the briefing. I tagged the locations of two of them during all of this, as well as several smaller vessel wrecks.
I have however finally managed to obtain the cargo of that of the Sapphire and the Ft. Worth yesterday in both Minnesota and Texas. During this I also managed to recover two more experimental class weapons. A GUARDIAN class light fighter code weapon; which I gave to an Freelancer smuggler in California, in exchange for full cargo of Cardamine. Upon noticing I had finished phase two, I began my journey to the Alberta system, with the cargo seen in the attachment above. I stopped by Fort Murray for a quick 'break' so to speak, to gather minor information on the location of Airdrie.
Eventually found a 'friend' in the bar or..club? I guess, of the Fort; who in exchange for some credits, gave me the exact location of Airdrie. This is where things got loopy for me. As I eventually found I was being tracked by some Ageira 'hunters'; so I quickly made my way from Murray to Airdrie. It was here I dropped off the cargo as per your request, as well as the small bay of Cardamine, to the dock master on-board. I did manage to loose the Ageira 'hunters' in the Nebula, however I figured it would not be long before they eventually caught onto my trail. Personally after what happened with the Bounty hunters in Cortez, I was not about one mistake to far again. With permission from Airdrie's dock master, I loaded up my vessel with counterfeit software, and made a long, tiring run from Alberta, all the way out to Texas, with two independent Ageria hunters in pursuit.
I eventually lost one of them Pequena Negra..not really lost, more so the radiation had ate his vessel's hull away and was forced to eventually back off, leaving me with his 'hired hand' tailing me, some unknown Freelancer who was looking for a quick buck. From here, I pulled away into the Pennsylvania system. Having speed on my side, I eventually also lost the Freelancer somewhere inside Scranton Asteroid Field. I won't lie due to this transmission. I did take some rather large amounts of damage due to a mix of radiation and direct hull fire during my 'run' through Liberty; In this broken state, I 'tugged' my vessel eventually to Allentown Base, where I sold my cargo to the dock master and bought my next load just for the trip back to Airdrie.
I did however run into a large time gap due to the Gallic invasion into California and was forced to rest on Alcatraz Depot in California till things cleared up..they still have not clearly in this case. However I eventually left with an independent pirate who was also making her way to Ontario to meet up with someone. I teamed up with this Freelancer and we eventually bypassed the way to the gate, and used the alternative, the jump hole in the Sierra Ice cloud, about three hours after my 'rest' on Alcatraz. I finally made a stop on Cochrane Depot to bring up this message and start on it. I eventually stopped partly half way through it as I passed out tiredly from the day of running about and doing these tasks. So I'm filing this report today.
The next day, I finally left Cochrane and made my way back to Alberta, to Fort Murray to pick up a small transfer of cargo, or so I hoped, to Airdrie, to make a small pile of credits for a 'return trip'. I guess its never a good thing to fly when tired, because right as I reached the area surrounded the Liberty naval battleship Concord, I took some heavy amounts of damage due to its longer ranged weapons and gun-thrilled snub pilots and was forced back to Murray for almost two hours, for repairs and a few other 'minor' things. After this small..rest, I finally left Murray. Finally getting half way to Airdrie, I recevied the ping from an actually member of the LH~ circle. We eventually met near Airdrie and spoke for only a few moments before the agent offered me a drink in the Airdrie bar while I finish up this report.
And that's were I am now...resting quietly in a booth all to myself on Airdrie...
Yesterday is history...
Tommorrow is a mystery...
Today is a gift, that is why it is called the present...
Let those Corporate babies cry, tomorrow will be a better day...
[Several Liberated Cargo Systems. Guncams mostly]
Proof of self funding during phase one till this report. Cargo liberation locations include Alberta, California and Cortez however a majority of such took place in Ontario
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