***Incoming Transmission***
***Location: Freeport 9***
***ID: John Maverik***
So Cryer Your good doctors you know how to fix people up for a reasonable price So id like to ask question
As of late the traders i "work" with have said i dont have a trustable face.
I Mean Common Now That's Extremely Trust-able!
But any way I went looking through the Historical Documents of " trust-able faces" And people who have Good personalities (which i have been said to have) and i found this guy from wayyyy backk whenn who was a self proclaimed "Cult of Personality" So here is his face
So how much is this gonna cost me? how much cash im gonna have to spend to make me look More trust-able?
PS:For the Duration of this I will Not be touching any Cryer transports for obvious reasons
Mister John Maverik , thanks for not blowin up our transports and all that.
This does kinda raise the question: Why would you be doing that anyway? Are you some kind of terrorist? Really, I can't tell you how last century that is. Our convoys help pretty much everyone, if you got your toothpaste at a freeport it was probably ours, if you ever traveled through an irradiated system ' you probably used our products to stay alive.
We can cut you a new face, but you gotta understand: this kinda procedure is highly restricted, usually for people who lose their face. It don't come cheap, or easy: 'plastics' men are like totally busy with golf and stuff.
There was a case recently of Craniofacial reconstruction after a bear attack, the family raised one hundred and eighty one million, four hundred and forty thousand credits.
The eyes were extra.
Typically after such an extreme measure, we forward changes and results to the appropriate House government and employer, working through red-tape until the relevant legal changes are made.
You'd need to be out of action for about two weeks, the operations themselves would be three operations over the course of a week. We highly recommend visiting the wonderful de-tox spa of Os&C on-board Hawaii to overcome the massive pain killer addiction you will have acquired.
So i guess firstly: who are your friends? Where do you park your ship at night? Roxanne Spaulding, Client Relations Facilitator.
Mister John Maverik , I'm afraid it looks as though we won't be able to do business.
Looks like what you sent us suggests you are not friends with any of our friends, and hang-out with people that hate us violently.
Sorry we couldn't help you: I hope that whoever you find to do it, doesn't use ketamine on you like some back street quack. Roxanne Spaulding, Client Relations Denier.
Look I Know for a Fact you have some under the table dealing with certain parties i will not disclose at this time, how ever if i Don't get this Operation my Finger may slip right here * points to a button saying Sirius Wide Comms* and maybe say " Cryer is in Working Business with the *static and mouth blurred" Now id Hate to have to do that so ill ask again will you do business with me? Ill be on the Freeport in Theta when you make your decision im sure the Zoners have the required tools for this operation.
Incoming transmission. ID: Doctor Arthur Mcgee, Cryer
Location: CRS, Cambridge System, Bretonia
Subject: The Jig is up.
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[color=#C0C0C0]Doctor Mcgee comes on screen looking nervous, he is a short, balding, middle aged man in a labcoat.
Alright, this is a secure transmission, you win. I'll tell you everything.
About four years ago...
Well, that's when it started.
But you are correct, Cryer has been conducting business with the Zoners. It hurts to admit the dirty truth, but my conscious can no longer be burdened with these hateful secrets.
I assure you John, I can call you john right? I'm sure you don't mind me calling you john.
Doctor Mcgee stops talking for a moment and moves out of sight for a moment. Bubbling is heard off screen, followed by coughing for about thirty seconds.
Sorry,*cough* I have a prescription, it helps with my anxiety...
Anyways, John, As I was saying.
I've committed horrible crimes in the name of science...
John, have you ever... watched... a clown die? HAVE YOU JOHN?!?!?
Well... I did once, when I was in grad school.... But that's another story.
Anyways, as I was about to mention, well, I'll come clean.
I'm guilty of four traffic violations on planet Cambridge, and my wife is leaving me because I cheated on her a number of times...
And by a number times, I mean that I kept a detailed log of every occurrence.
A nice detailed log with pictures, dates, and blood, stool, and hair samples.
And I'm an alcoholic. I know it's deplorable, but I can't help it. Gin is the only way I get through the day...
Thank you for listening to my confession John, It's good to know that I can count on you John. John, It means a lot having you as a friend, John.
* John is not seen but heard laughing Histericaly in the background and is seen standing back up to sit in the seet in front of the camera*
Oh Lord * wipes a tear from his eye* Oh God that was Great * claps his hands loudly*
I dont want some Drunk psychopathic Crackpot old Fool working on my Face *still chuckling* go die in a hole you wanna be surgeon I want a real doctor not you IF i catch you on these frequencies again ill blow your ship out of existence then drop you nice and close to the Omega 41 Neutron star see how your anxiety flares out there *laughs*
Incoming transmission. [color=#FF0000]ID: Doctor Arthur Mcgee, Cryer
Location: CRS, Cambridge System, Bretonia
Subject: PERSONAL MAIL IS PERSONAL, YOU PERSON
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The Hell?
DON'T READ MY MAIL YOU CREEP!
It's a violation of doctor-doctor confidentiality when you evesdrop on my communications with the company therapist.
If I ever catch you raiding my personal communications I'll... Oh. Wait..
Apparently I'm even more intoxicated then usual, because this isn't even my computer terminal.
Err,
As for your desired face John... If that is your name, "John".
With friends like yours, I suggest investing in a ski-mask instead of a new face....