To Sirius

[lw'nafh]

<//Incoming Wide-Band Transmission//--
--//Identification: ProjectX//--
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Maybe it's the low level radiation sickness, the burns down my back, or my strange mood... But... I thought I'd sing a short song.

"Aaaamber starlight
break away the day and bring to me the night,
if I should rest before this ends
break the clouds, make them turn to sand....

Starlight, shine on me,
moonlight across the sea,

If I break and fall,
come down to me, hear me call..."

Come on, Sirians, sing something!

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[Petitioner]

Incoming Transmission

Comm ID: Klaus Strausburg
Location: Vogtland Base, Dresden
Subject: None

Du remind me ich live in a shell,
Safe from die past,
und doing' okay,
but not very well.
Nein jolts, nein surprises,
Nein crisis arises:
Mein life goes along as it should,
it ist all very nice,
but not very good.

Und Ich am Ready To Take A Chance Again,
Ready to put mein love on das line vith du.
Been living vith nothing to show for it;
Du get vhat du get vhen du go fur it,
Und Ich am Ready To Take Chance Again vith du.

Vhen she left me in all mein despair,
Ich just held on,
Mein hopes were all gone.
Zehn ich found du there.
Und Ich am Ready To Take A Chance Again
Ready To Take A Chance Again vith du,
Vith du.


End Transmission

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[Nitram]

***INCOMING TRANSMISSION***
Sender: (blocked)
Ship: Pirate Transport

Arr!
"We'll tie that scoundrel to a rope
And throw him overboard
Drag him underneath the ship
A terrifying deadly trip

Keelhaul that filthy landlubber send him down to the depths below
Make that bastard walk the plank with a bottle of rum and a Yo-Ho-Ho!"

***END OF TRANSMISSION***

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[jakub963]

**INCOMING TRANSMISSION**
Sender: Shiro Soare
Location: Tau44

The naughty little woodpecker
Knocked holes, crumbling the forest
The angry wood god turned his beak into poison!
The poor little woodpecker, his nest was poisoned and his supper too
He touched his friends and they all died
The sad little woodpecker
His tears twinkle and shine...

Evil little woodpecker
You made another hole today, the forest's full of holes, I say
The angry wood god put poison in your beak
Poor little woodpecker, your nest and food are poisoned
Touch your friends and they all die
Sad little woodpecker
Your tears shine so brightly

**END OF TRANSMISSION**

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[Malenka]

::: Engaging protocol :::
::: Spam filters on :::
::: Tracing spam origin... :::
::: Virus tracker engaged... :::
::: Sending transmission to Sirius-wide organizations... :::
::: Succes...target will be dead in less than 24 hours :::

I see you are new, to Sirius-wide transmitting... Just know one thing.

In Sirius, spam deletes you.

::: Dis-engaging protocol :::

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[20:44] Avalanche (Greg/Pharos): Yeah, I ****ing know serbian.
[20:45] Domjan1911: YUGOSLAVIAN YUGOSLAVIAN!

[lw'nafh]

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*An almost animalistic sneer is heard*

Respect your elders, hm? And that pitiful trace program of yours, it's sad, really... ReLIC, send him 'surprise' in three... Two... One....

*A mechanical voice is heard in the background*

Surprise deployed.

<<--//Trace failed//--
--//End//>

// Seriously, don't even think about powergaming that hard, this isn't the SCRA recruitment.

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[pieguy259]

INCOMING TRANSMISSION
COMM ID: The Freeport Five A Cappella Singers
Location: Freeport 5, Omega-41 System

*pitch pipe*

Deep down Louisiana close to New Orleans
Way back up in the woods among the evergreens
There stood a log cabin made of earth and wood
Where lived a country boy named Johnny B. Goode
Who never ever learned to read or write so well
But he could play the guitar just like a ringing a bell

Go go
Go Johnny go
Go
Go Johnny go
Go
Go Johnny go
Go
Go Johnny go
Go
Johnny B. Goode

He used to carry his guitar in a gunny sack
Go sit beneath the tree by the railroad track
Oh, the engineerswould see him sitting in the shade
Strumming with the rhythm that the drivers made
People passing by they would stop and say
Oh my that little country boy could play

Go go
Go Johnny go
Go
Go Johnny go
Go
Go Johnny go
Go
Go Johnny go
Go
Johnny B. Goode

His mother told him "Someday you will be a man,
And you will be the leader of a big old band.
Many people coming from miles around
To hear you play your music when the sun go down
Maybe someday your name will be in lights
Saying Johnny B. Goode tonight."

Go go
Go Johnny go
Go go go Johnny go
Go go go Johnny go
Go go go Johnny go
Go
Johnny B. Goode

END TRANSMISSION

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[Inquisitor Gaunt]

From: U-242
Subject: Musik!
Sender: Klaus Steckler

In the town where I was born,
Lived a man who flew into space,
And he told us of his life,
In the land of wulfbooten,

So we sailed on to the sun,
Till we found the space black,
And we lived beneath the RADAR,
In our yellow wulfboot,

We all live in a yellow Wulfboot,
Yellow Wulfboot, yellow Wulfboot!
We all live in a yellow Wulfboot,
Yellow Wulfboot, yellow Wulfboot!

And our friends are all aboard,
Many more of them live on W-5,
And the band begins to play.

We all live in a yellow Wulfboot,
Yellow Wulfboot, yellow Wulfboot!
We all live in a yellow Wulfboot,
Yellow Wulfboot, yellow Wulfboot!

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[lw'nafh]

>Incoming Transmission................
>Ident signature; Whiptail.....
>Optimizing receiver, please wait.................................
>Beginning transmission.

Right-o, ya wanna' song, I'll give ya one...

"I got my source last night from FTP
Compiling up at 2 AM
And my system is screeeeeeeeeeeeeeeaaaaaaaaaaaaaming
"Undefined" at me.....

I thumb through books, I use my 'man'
It does no good, you see
'Cause I'm on System Fiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiive
And not BSD


And I think it's gonna take a lot of time
'Till named pipes bring me where I get to find
That BSD's not worth a pile of slime (oh no no noooooooo)
I'm a Socket Man.....

Socket Man....burning up the CPU for days
Socket Man....hacking through the SVID maze....



I've tried so many things, they all have failed,
It's lonely in the lab
And noone elllllllllsssssssssee
Has a clue....

And all the techniques I don't understand
It's just a kludge to make it work...
A Socket Maaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaan
Socket Man.....


And I think it's gonna take a lot of time
'Till named pipes bring me where I get to find
That BSD's not worth a pile of slime (oh no no noooooooo)
I'm a Socket Man......

Socket Man.....Hacking through the piles and piles of C
Socket Man.....Building up a hate for BSD...."

>End.

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[Elven]

[Communication ID: Nightlife FM 24/7]
[Source: Camridge-wide broadcast from pl. Camridge]

"And today we're listening to the music of Earth... Relax... Enjoy this fine morning with cup of earl grey tea sold in "Badaboru" shop!"
<div align="right]> Volume - ON

Everytime, Everytime,
Everytime we touch (I feel it).

Everytime we touch,
Emotions that I cant contain,
Are sweeping over me again.
Everytime we touch,
Sensations I can not explain,
Are washing all away my pain.
Everytime we touch,
A magic spring from deep inside,
Comes into me like breathe of light.
Everytime we touch,
Something takes a hold of me,
Everytime we touch!

[Chorus: 2х]
Everytime we touch,
Heaven and Earth collide,
Everything feels so right.
Everytime we touch.
This feeling takes over me,
Something takes over me.
Everytime we touch (Yeah!) х2

And I feel so good inside (Yeah!)

Everytime we touch.
The secrets of my beating heart
Are breaking free out of the dark,
Everytime we touch.
All the things I can't express,
Feel me with such happiness,
Everytime we touch.
All the changes that helped me father,
Broke and crumbling to the ground,
Everytime we touch,
Something takes a hold of me!
Everytime we touch!

[Chorus: 2x]

And it feels so good inside!
And I feel it, so alive and,
Everything that feels so right.
And I feel it so alive,
Everything that feels so right (yeah yeah!).

And I can sing it forever, feel forever,
And I don't want this feeling to end!

Everytime we touch!

"Now we have a little pause advertisment like election of new exploration division chief of Border Worlds Exports, as well as infamous arrest of Male Web, famous ha...-"

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