Case: cd36426becf9a043baf22f02c82ca91e/156 Alias: Alice Lynch Transponder: R~LH~Alice.Lynch Background: Ageira Technologies
Message
To whom it may concern,
An audible fatigued voice could barely be heard, as someone was muttering under its own breath. I have beliefs I've managed to commence this transmission. I can't say I'm worn out but rather satisfied I had escaped from Ageira's depraved hands. At present, I'm sitting in the cockpit of my Dromedary at the Montezuma, feeling dignified after finally seeking appropriate deeds for justice against corrupt corporations, largely Ageira. I comprehend I'm not speaking to anyone. Thus, I have high esteem for your operatives. I'm also slightly lucky I succeeded in climbing my way through the criminal ladder to ultimately reach out for people I believe might be my mere saviours.
It was unquestionably challenging to believe the notification I had received, being in a dilemma whether it's time or not - questioning how legitimate it is. However, I continuously stay faithful to my instinct, aiding me towards redemption from the wicked lands. I had no other alternative other than to follow the guidance I had received. I was trained to adequately respond to these sorts of circumstances, having sufficient knowledge to escape from their sinful hands. Surprise got the best of me, as I noticed the instructions were well-defined and accurate. I assume the extreme pressure occupied a significant part of my mentality, hardly believing the precise guidance. I couldn't miss this opportunity; otherwise, they'd keep underestimating my competence, having solely one chance to escape. Nothing could hinder me from entirely using the moment in my favour. I had located the escape pod and hacked its security measures. Simultaneously, the security teams were seemingly busy with different security breaches. Even so, I carried a gun with me.
Soon enough, I found myself in space, getting shot by many ships. The escape shuttle didn't have adequate strength to fire back, which was tempting whatsoever. Not desiring to push my luck, I promptly charged my engines into cruise mode, orientated towards the Silverton Asteroid Field. During my flight, I was listening to the directions, aiding me towards the badlands. Still, under severe stress, it was apparent my reputation with the underworld wasn't ideal for anything; hence, on my way towards New York, I disabled numerous weak Xeno and Bounty Hunter vessels. Despite the dreadful equipment, Rogues have started displaying slightly unfriendly in the reputation sheet. It was imperative to cause more havoc to build up my rep, soonly damaging several depots belonging to major corporations. Being my first time to cause destruction towards the corrupt corps, I genuinely enjoyed it - knowing how low they valued my work, torturing me for nearly anything. Hence, that was an excellent method to express my anger.
To my shock, I soonly found myself on the criminal ladder, knowing it's time to head towards the Badlands. Fearless, but shocked, by following the well-defined manual, my passion led to Buffalo, where Rogues seemingly recognised my presence without considerable difficulties. Through every gloomy night, there's a bright day after that. I stole some time to lastly settle myself down by visiting one of Buffalo's bars for a drink. Being low on time, I hurried down to the hangar seeking missions to collect funds and enhance my reputation with the underworld. There's no place to give up or disappoint whoever assisted me. In a brief period, I had fulfilled several crucial missions before following further directions; hence, I finished Phase I - prepared for the incoming actions. By now, I've been able to restore my psyche, totally fresh to the criminal world.
New directions aided me towards the Zoner base in Pennsylvania, as I had previously acquired sufficient funds for a replacement - completing many missions. The escape shuttle was old and dilatory, missing critical features for advanced assignments - made for pure survival. Upon purchasing a Dromedary freighter, I needed to return to Buffalo to smuggle Cardamine to Montezuma. After receiving the freighter, once again, my funds were barely enough to maintain the ship. As the manual suggested for additional credits, I had first discovered the "Black Bart", apparently possessing valuable cargo - turned out to be accurate without a doubt. The wreck was in orbit of the Blezard Valley, in Ontario system. Thus, I assumed this would hand me the credits I further need. Completion of these assignments, if I may call them that, indicated completion of Phase II.
My focus is to smuggle the Cardamine to Cortez skilfully, without getting caught. Quite frankly, that was the least of my worries. The Dromedary was a significant change compared to the rusty shuttle, making the overall mission less complicated and delicate. However, it's essential to keep focusing no matter how simple the instructions may be. You never know when and where the authorities can show up. I kept my eyes open through the flight. Once I had reached Montezuma Base, they authorised my docking permission merely symbolising success. I immediately transferred Cardamine and the weapon I had acquired from the wreck to Rogues. The payment was agreeable and sufficient for my present necessities. Phase III - completed. For the time being, I've decided to remain at the base until I'm hopefully contacted yet again. May the Ageira suffer for their abuse of authority and immorality.
As I've informed You of my humble ventures, it might be time to introduce You to my brief life story. I firmly believe you're aware of my biography; however, I'd like to share it anyway.
I was born on Planet Colorado, at 792 A.S, where I was solely raised by my mother, as I've never met my father. He had died due to an unknown disease before my birth. As a child, I've always been curious concerning technology, especially weapons. My mother was a Freelancer who would take assassination assignments, whereas exploration was the initial interest. As a youth, she'd assist me in my studies concerning space combat and technology, by venturing through Liberty space. We'd spend most of the time on Planet Colorado, at our household. The wars that occurred in the past exhausted most of Liberty's citizens regarding the economy, including my family. Life was unquestionably intoxicating, but we fought our way through. I've never entirely trusted the corps, but I saw a feasible hope to express my talents and interests, following my mother's bits of advice. However, I didn't comprehend how tyrannical governments genuinely are.
My excessive interest in technology influenced my future by joining Ageira Technologies, craving to study engineering, but instead, I faced bare cruelty and corruption. Before joining the corporation, the Liberty Navy had trained me for combat at the West Point - another area of interest. I partook in security measures of the Ageira, safeguarding it from any criminals, mainly in space. Nevertheless, I regret spending my time in the corporation. My mother passed away at an early age, but I still reminisce about the advice she had given me - don't trust the governments. Being awoke raises many questions and hatred towards the authorities. Presently, I endeavour to work against them and cause extravagant damage; however, it's possible, by assisting trustworthy underworld organisations, where I wish to bring justice for what's happened, and potentially study supplementary technology to spy and sabotage Ageira and its allies. My unique skillset includes extreme competence in assassinations, and high in terms of data breaches. I aspire to make the most out of this opportunity.
PERMANENT AFFILIATION POLICY CONSENT: I hereby agree that my character will be permanently affiliated with The Lane Hackers. In case of leaving the official faction I am allowed to continue playing my character only under independent Lane Hacker affiliation in accordance to generally accepted Lane Hacker lore.
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