The Gaian Underloch

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Incoming Transmission

Encryption
High

Origin
Somewhere in Edinburgh

Neural-Net ID
Milo Baker

A helmet-cam feed starts dated 20-11-818

The person wearing the helmet is walking down the corridors of the Luxury-Liner Shetland, who ever it is behind the camera clearly knows their way around the ship and is known by the crew and some of the guests as many smile and wave as the camera walks down the halls. After walking down a long corridor the camera turns into the security room, the security guard sitting at one of the desks stands up.

"Sir, the transport bound for the service is fueled and the VIPs will be boarding it within 10 minutes. she will be air born within 15." Says the guard now standing at attention.

"Good, inform it's captain that I will be over seeing the flight and to wait for me to board before taking off." Said the voice behind the Camera as he turned to load a rifle and a large pistol into his holsters.


The video cuts to hanger bay and the camera walking up the ramp onto Yacht waiting to take the select VIPs down to planet Gaia for their tour of the small area of the planet they had paid hundreds of millions to see. As the camera walks up the bay the two security guards on either side of the door snap to attention and salute.

Once aboard the ship the video feed changes from the helmet-cam to the security footage from the yacht.
The man whose helmet-cam footage had been playing can be seen for the first time, he is a young man in his late-twenties dressed in a camouflage jacket with an armored vest underneath. The scars on his face covered in in a full beard of red hair in stark contrast to the buzzed jet black hair seen under his helmet.

He walks towards the cockpit and sits outside waiting for the ship to take off before walking in.

"How far are we from reaching the atmosphere of Gaia?" He asks. "About two minutes Mr Baker. Says the pilot.
"Good, set course to hold in the upper atmosphere a minute I want to have a word with our passengers before we land. come back into the cabin once we reach target." He says before walking back into the cabin with the passengers and and two additional security guards.


When the pilot and the rest of the crew walked into the cabin they sat down and prepared for the speech that was usually given on these tips before landing. It was usually the same speech about how Gaia is a some what dangerous place and that the passengers are not to touch anything, though they wondered why they were asked to listen they didn't complain.

"Gaia is a wonderful planet, she is lush, green, and contains more life forms then can possibly be counted and studied. I have had the pleasure to lead many tours such as this one to her surface and walk among her fields with some of the richest people in all of sirius, such as yourselves here today. He said with a smile looking around the room.
"Sadly the years of tourism and pollution spewed by the Shetland and left behind by rich slobs such as you all have nearly destroyed her. None of you will be making it to the planets surface and pretty soon the Shetland will be nothing more then a scrap heap for the Junkers to pick through."

With those final words he unslung his rifle and pointed it to the passengers and crew now turned hostages. The two security guards in the back followed suit.

"Now then, lets keep this nice and orderly. Empty your wallets, your hand bags, and pass up any and all jewelry and watches you've got on and things will go a lot smoother here. Once you've passed over your belongings take a step out the air lock my associates have been kind enough to open for you."

One by one the passengers slowly started passing up their belongings, the captain of the yacht brought them up to Milo and placed them all at his feet.

"Milo.. why are you doing this? there has to be some other way all of these people Milo we didn't do anything wrong... please... The captain pleaded
"You are all part of the cause, if it weren't for you idiots paying hundreds of millions to effectively destroy none of this would be a problem! NOW OUT THE AIR LOCK ALL OF YOU!" He screamed firing a burst of bullets into the pleading captains chest.

One by one the rest of the passengers and crew stepped out the airlock and fell to there death on the planet below.

The video fades out to show Milo sitting in the cockpit of a bomber.

My name is Milo Baker, former senior security officer aboard the Luxury-liner Shetland. The video you just watched took place one week ago on a yacht full of rich passengers bound for a surface tour of Planet Gaia. I realized a long time ago that OS&C was killing Gaia, I hope the video proves my allegiance to the Underloch. I'll keep this channel open should you choose to accept me in your ranks.

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Discordianism: the Schroedinger's Cat of religions.