URGENT MESSAGE PENDING
CONNECTION ESTABLISHED
ID: RED KIMIKI
SOURCE: <<REDACTED>>
TO: Traders & Contractors
<<It appears the guy managed to repair camera - or get another one - in the meantime.>>
Dear oldie.You look like Molly. You sound like Molly. I hate Mollys. For some, you are worse than Outcasts, you miserable little half-wit puppets believing into some Commie mumbo-jumbo bullcrap. That gives you, old folks, bad mojo.
Make yourself sure I will not see you in space anywhere. I would be surprised if you, by that time, were still alive not dying out of old age.
TRANSMISSION TERMINATED
CONNECTION LOST
REPLY LAST MESSAGE? Y/N
Comm ID: Eima Aldman
Location: Right 'ere' ye' stoopid fok
Encryption: No
Subject: RE: disrespectful hairy teen to his/her/it's elders
I don't think is me hearin' but yer way of speakin' is broken.
Visit yer elders which you just insulted for some teachin' and some spankin' on the left and right bumcheek after a solid shave. Maybe that'll teach ye' and yer hairy friends some manners.
Threats ain't gun' work one me ye' freaky kid. I've seen some actual dangers in me days and ye' don't look like ye' could pose a challenge to a baby das' jus' learnin' how ta' exist.
Eat yer veggies and stay put, ye' brat. Nothin' is workin' out for ye' so far.
Oi ya'scally! Ya'hating on m'folks from Dublin'nDerry'n'm'Old man? Listen up lad, will'ya 'coz hot shots like ya'make mince meat.
Hunting in m'patch be Strike one, putting beat t'me Old Man be Strike two. Ya'gonna make m'day n' score a hatrick? 'Coz ya'be meeting som'of us "Commie mumbo-jumbo bullcrap" if ya'do, 'trust me... scallys like ya'in't make it t'triage.
That threat is amusing. Never met you before. Wondering how a mutt like you could even use a computer. Either way, don't have time for rabble like you. Steer clear of me or I'll skin you alive and add another coat to my closet for winter, mongrel.
Comm ID: Jim Gold
Location: Bretonia, New London
Encryption: Low
Priority: Too damn high.
Subject: Too much hair?
Hello,
You seem like someone in need of our special shampoo!
Let me introduce myself.
I am Jim Gold.
I own a company that produces shampoo.
This new kind of shampoo is one which degrades excess of hair. Some teens seem to be getting hairy too early! This new recipe will be able to help you get rid of your massive amounts of hair and then people will take you seriously once more! Isn't that just great?
I got this transmission and I must say we are interested in working with you. Contact me if you're interested in this special offer!
URGENT MESSAGE PENDING
CONNECTION ESTABLISHED
ID: RED KIMIKI
SOURCE: <<REDACTED>>
TO: Jim Gold / New London / Bretonia
<<Automated message appears.>>
Thank you for your magnificent offer, sadly this user of Neural Net is not interested into buying products or suscribing newsletter. Refusal has been already sent, alongside with a time bomb[1].
Have a nice day.
TRANSMISSION TERMINATED
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REPLY LAST MESSAGE? Y/N
COMM ID: Agent "Baroness", LSFC Naples
TARGET ID: the kid in the mascot costume
You'd better appreciate how hard I had to look to find this in the Republic's Historical Archives. The message from this fossil of a song should be clear:
URGENT MESSAGE PENDING
CONNECTION ESTABLISHED
ID: RED KIMIKI
SOURCE: <<REDACTED>>
TO: Baroness(?)
Your target ID title amused me, mon cher. Wasn't that LSF which created all that "crap" like us? Ah yes, I forgot that craaaaaazeh Libertonians won't admit it openly, agent. Now, go back to your sandbox before something happens to you. Until then, do not even think about leaving your little safe Liberty. Unless I come to you and start doing my stuff.
Now shut the hell up and listen to me agent flying Outcast-like-named ship, as I reply once again: do not even think about leaving your little safe Liberty.
Ah yes, song was nice.
TRANSMISSION TERMINATED
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REPLY LAST MESSAGE? Y/N
COMM ID: Agent "Baroness", LSFC Naples
TARGET ID: the kid in the mascot costume thats just painted a target on his back for all of Sirius
It's cute you think yourself in a position to say such things. Get a better grasp on what you think you're talking about and then come back. Until then, have fun sitting in your own mess of ignorance.