Bowex InfoNet (inRP)

[jammi]

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Ho hum, last night was rather eventful. I suppose I had best start with the positive, then the negitive, then the downright confusing.

I started my shift with the Bowex)Attlee and the marvellous new security man Bowex|Richard.Farbridge. We proceeded to ship Luxury Food from New London and Cambridge to Manhattan and Luxury Consumer Goods from there back to New London again.

There were no interruptions (other than a few minor incidents with lane-breaks, but Mr. Farbridge dealt with them marvellously) which allowed us to make fast progress and turn a quick profit. Soon after, I was forced to moor with the Thames Station due to my port engine overheating.

As a side note, if a Libertonian offers you coffee, don't accept. The damn stuff has been disagreeing with me all day!

Anyway, once the engine had been fixed, I resumed trading, this time shipping Engine Components from Rhienland to our space in order to support the war effort. After a short while Mr. Dock appeared at the helm of the Bowex)Tennant. We met up on Planet Leeds, where we managed to rope some Passengers into embarking for an adventure.

I took the Tennant for a sightseeing tour of Newcastle, eventually dropping the Passengers off on Scarbourgh Station in order for them to participate in our latest initiative - the Scarbourgh Shipyard Experience! We're allowing tours of the shipyard so that regular people might see how a modern shipyard operates.

After that, the Tennant and Mr. Dock were held up by a particularly stubborn old man who did not wish to pay his fare. He asked that I depart without him, so I proceeded back to Planet Leeds with a supply of Diamonds where I bumped into the Bowex)Nightingale.

As chance had it, he had not seen the Newcastle system and it's many treasures either, so I took him for a sightseeing trip too, after managing to persuade more Passengers to come aboard. We took a look around the system, with me introducing such bases as the Lancaster Trade Station.

Again we dropped the Passengers off at Scarbourgh for the SSE, and proceeded back to Leeds with a load of Diamonds. Unfortunately, at this point I was forced to retire for the night.

Now for the negative - during one of my shipments of H Fuel to Graves station, I was cornered by two of those Molly scoundrels, one from the '[MR]' and the other unaligned. After a short while one of those wonderful BAF showed up and gave them a good what-for, allowing me to pass through Dublin with a shipment of Gold unmolested.

And now for the down-right odd. A pilot going by the name of Mordrom contacted me other private comms, talking of a social experiment. He was demanding money from traders, the scoundrel! He then told me he was attempting to gather this illicit money politely! He claimed he needed another million credits before he would call the experiment to an end, so I decided it was time for me to partake in my civic duty and pay the fiend off so that other's might be spared.

Of course, I made the transfer traceable, so I have no doubt the appropriate authorities are closing on the scallywag as we speak!

Well, that's all for now.

Cheerio!

~Andrew Maloney

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