There's got to be a misunderstanding here, Mister. We're not interested in creating a freakshow by letting murders and social wrecks join our ranks. Not at all. We're fighting for a cause, but I'm pretty sure you're not interested in that.
Do not compare us with criminals again.
Do not waste our time.
///Incoming Transmission\\\
///Sent From Nome Station\\\
//NeuralNet ID Shawn Evans\\\
The image of a man sitting in the cock pit of a ship appears on the screen.
It is apparent by the unkept stubble of his beard and dark rings surrounding his eyes,
that he hasn't slept in some days.
His hair has not seen a brush or a good wash in what may be weeks
and the leather flight suit he has on is stained and well worn.
"Hey I didn't know which one of y'all was in charge, or uh who needed to get this message.
So I'm just sendin' it to every Xeno Alliance frequency I can find. He laughs sounding more like a wild cackle then anything else.
I just got outta 'the walls' down there in Texas yea?
There was this guy in there, always going on about the Alliance.
Said y'all are organized, an tellin' stories of raiding parties against foreign workers.
I got let go from Deep Space cause its cheaper to hire foreign workers to make everything,
ain't matter that e'erythin' breaks in twice the time it did when good ol' Liberty works made everything,
guessin' that's one a the other benefits of foreign workers, e'erythin's breakin' an people gotta buy more.
The ol' boys in 'the wall' said you fight to keep Liberty work in Liberty, settin' blockades up against foreigners,
I been tryin' to do a little a that myself, but ya can't do a whole lot when you ain't got a group of folks to help,
bit of company ain't a bad thing neither, nice to have someone to talk to while fighting for Liberty works,
and ya ain't gonna get much conversation outta a twenty-five year old piece of plastic.
The electronic voice of the computer can be heard.
Actually Mr Evans, my components are made of mostly metal alloys and optical fibers and chips.
And while the ship is approximately twenty-five years old,
my AI was installed seven years three months one week and five days ago by the previous owner.
His faded blue eyes seem to fill with a piercing rage as he yells
CAN'T YA SEE I'M BUSY HERE?!?! SHUT THE HELL UP YOU FREAKIN' PIECE OF TRASH!
He pauses a moment to light a cigarette and recompose himself slightly.
Sometimes it takes e'erythin' I got not to set off an EMP and wipe this entire system.
The voice of the computer kicks back on again
Actually Mr Evans, my hard drive are equipped with anti-EMP shielding, however setting an EMP of wou-
Shawn pulls out a revolver and begins firing rounds into the com center causing the transmission to be cut short
Discordianism: the Schroedinger's Cat of religions.
I like the way you think. I wish more people of Liberty thought like that. They don't understand that with every sale or job outsourced to foreignors, alittle bit more of Liberty dies with it.
So, I've decided to bring ya in. It would be good to meet another like minded individual. From your transmission I see that the boys have let you dock there at Nome. Ask one of them to program the coordinates to Ouray in your navcomp. tell them I said so.
Hows about we try this again? I can tell you got the interest, no doubt about that. I'm going to need to know a lot more about you, though. Hell, I don't even know what to call you. Start with that and then we can talk some more.
-A man of middle age appears on screen, he seems a bit cramped in his ships cockpit. Contrary to belief, his ship is very tidy.-
Hey'o,
Jeremy here, I just got back from the fun with some of your own.... I'm not too sure what to say, for most of my life I've fought, since birth my parents had the mind to rebel, and it's only now that I wish to join the Serpentis wing.
Now, you may not think much of me, nor my ship. But I promise you, I am a pilot of worthy skill. The Startracker I pilot is more imposing then most would think. Nothing like some handy work to help keep it up to spec with current fighters now.... It's fast.
But yes, when I first got this hunk, it was the best I could do... And what can I say, it's grown on me.
Anyways, I was born on Ouray, my parents were some dockhands, and sometimes gunners when it came thick to thin, but I don't want to sit around on Ouray. I want to be out there helping the cause.
Oh, one last thing, I have a thruster, some say it's not mechanically stable, but it moves pretty fast.... So you can't take that off of it, sorry, no way...
-He seems to drift off a bit in reverie-
Well, that's it really....
M' name's Denton Zak Cornell and I was bo'n free. Born free to rot in 'ell as far as our dear guv'ment is concerned, that is. Not like I needed a better part of 3 decades to find that out. But I guess You'd want to know a thing or two 'bout my background. Fine, even tho' I ain't much good at this Curricul'm Vee-Teh Bull-tish.
I's born on Planet Houston, Texas, and lived there all m' life. My old folks never were big on education and it's not like there's much variety of work there. What with it bein' an oversized Correctional Facility an' all, my fate was pretty much pre-de...Fermined or whatchacallit from the start. I was gonna become a Warden and so I did. Worked there for almost fiftayn uneventful years. Fiftayen goddamn years I spent there, only to be replaced by some poor foreign bastard, jus' because I dared stand up for my rights and refused to work for peanuts.
I imagine You hear stories just like that all the time. Which is pretty much why I decided to contact Your fine organisation. Because I know You're the only ones out there that care. Fine, I was brought to the brink, thrown into the gutter. That's another reason.
I'll say it loud and with Your help, I'd like to shout it proud:
Can't really say I understood a damn word you said, but damn if you didn't sound pissed. Just what we need.
Jokes aside, you are a perfect example of what is wrong with with this place. Tell you what, come on over to Ouray. We'll have you a ship waiting. Then we'll see if you got what it takes to really make a difference.
Liberty. Why would a place filled with corruption and false dignity be named Liberty? Nevertheless, why would I want to be a part of it?
Thus, I became a Xeno.
Most people's dreams are to become wealthy, powerful, and to be loved.
My dream is to instigate the fall of the infamous House.
My experiences led me to this goal. I'm an ex-lieutenant of the LN, worst decision of my life. I experienced the corruption first-handedly in the force. One too many horrible situations, and I knew what my destiny was.
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