*a singular image flashes on the screen it seems to be a Zoner Confederace Logo, however, it is blended and overlaid with a Red Hessian Logo. A voice, clearly sounding edited begins to speak.*
You, you have brought this upon your selves. I wanted to help you, work for you, and you betrayed me. I spoke my mind, and I was shot down, like a Bird in First spring flight. However, when the dog came to clean up, I was gone. OSI, You and your Corsair dogs have been chasing me through the Omegas for months, I have talked to your people, and even they know I was right; however they are choosing more peaceful methods. Me, not so much...
Now onto why I am contacting you filthy roaches of modern society.
You have something I want. I was forced to sell it to survive and I want it back. Prepare yourselves, A storm is brewing, and I hope that when it hits, you are ready for it, because any OSI standing in my way will be put down and crushed like the roach they are.
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