transmission.sender.location:Planet Stuttgart, Stuttgart System
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transmission.protocol:Simple Text Protocol 2.0
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transmission.encryption:HIGH
Guten Abend,
My name is Vasko von Blutstein and as we speak I am preparing to leave the corporate nightmare that we used to call the garden of Rheinland - Planet Stuttgart. My sole goal is to join the volksrevolution and fight for my fatherland in the name of returning it back to it's people! Now you might be wondering who exactly I am and I would gladly share this information with you. I am certain if you have any doubts your eyes and ears on Stuttgart would easily confirm that every single word I write here to you is complete truth. I was born in 796 A.S. in Wilhelma, planet Stuttgart. My father, the old man, was and still is a farmer. Only difference is back in the days he had his dignity, something Synth Foods seems to aim to take away from every single man working the land on Stuttgart. Now me, like my old father, I also picked farming to help him as he slowly got older. So at this point I bet you're asking yourselves - why am I not applying for the LWB instead? Quite simple, I am also a realist and the old man's dreams of having the farmers fix Stuttgart on their own is exactly that - a dream. For me there needs to be a real force of revolution, one that isn't to be reckoned with and is feared by the corporate warmongers that have taken a firm grasp gripping the heart of our loved fatherland! And the only such force of rightful revolution that I can see in Rheinland is you, the Rote Hessen!
Being a realist I also know you won't accept me without me offering you something in return so here I what I could offer the volksrevolution- prior to contacting you and preparing my leave I made sure to spend a dozen or so hours in flight school practicing the piloting of snub spacecraft under the pretext that I would consider joining Synth Foods' defense and escort division. How gullible those corporate swines were, they even funded 40% of my training! Alas I would not be able to procure a useful spacecraft for my escape, an old and damaged Hawk is the only thing I have access to. I've considered trying to steal something more useful for the revolution but being a single man I highly doubt I could pull it off. Never the less if the revolution can not afford me a new ship I would gladly use said Hawk until I earn my worth!
I would be leaving by the end of the week and would make my way into Omega-7 where I hope I would meet your mighty forces to instruct me on further orders.
