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ID: Lara Couture
Location: Falkland Base, Tau-37

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Lara Couture here, back with the Guild after an extended leave of absence. Had some minor technical issues with the new transport - sec cameras in bay two went out in Honshu, but nothing major - but otherwise, things went great on the Ratatat's first run. We took a load of niobium to the resellers on New Berlin, just like the old days, then took a load of cobalt from Omega-3 all the way up to Denver. From there, we took some meds to Falkland for the New Hope project, and I'll attach my report from the respective channel here:

[...] you'll find plenty of meds of all varieties from Denver in Falkland's loading bays. Five of us and one of those AFC blokes moored just outside the station, and the shuttles transferred our cargo in fast - not much else to do at Falkland, and the more time we spend out in the open, the more likely we attract Outcast attention. Payment was already handled, but just for completeness's sake I'll upload the cargo manifests now. 1 2 3 4 5 6 A more detailed version of this report will be forthcoming in GuildComm, but this is the part relevant to New Life.

Gotta say, glad to be back in action. This's Couture signin' off.

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[Jack_Henderson]

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¤ LOCATION: Deep Taus

¤ COMM-ID: Julia Morrow

¤ TARGET-ID: Guild Comms

¤ SUBJECT: Auxesia Assistance in Delta

¤ ENCRYPTION: IMG M.E.T.A.N.O.L. Code

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Greetings Guildmembers!

I did a flight today and it was just insane.

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A. Auxesia Saved Convoy

I just want you to know that today Auxesia forces saved me and the Cherry Kiss from certain destruction when I was stuck in Omicron 74 after an IMG and Colonial convoy got banged up hard and we lost all our escorts. We barely made it to Sparta to hide there. Then the Auxesia bomber A/)-Miri.Keating approached and freed me after I had been pinned down near Sparta for over an hour!

Ms. Keating destroyed two Wilde and Alien fighters or bombers, then organised help and guided me through the total warzone. I made it to the Freeport intact.

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B. K'hara vessel communicated that they cooperate with the Core?

I also found something weird while talking to an alien and an Outcast commander near Sparta. The alien was communicating to me - and I am only 75 % sure because they do not 'talk' for real - but my conclusion was that the alien entity claimed that they are not allowing entrance to the system, but that they are not bothering with Core! I found it hard to believe, so I forced my communication sensors to register the incoming waves. It's heavily distorted, and hardly I would trust it, but it could be? I mean, the Nomads have waged war before by taking over people? Whole groups? Infecting Houses?

I tried to record it, but the message consisted more of pictures, emotions in my head that anything else. Sorry, if I cannot be more specific there. But I swear, there were messages about:

2. Them blockading the access to Delta (we were in 74)
   
3. Them not bothering with the Core, or not attacking them
   
4. Them holding everybody except Core and not letting anybody else in and out
   
5. They also communicated something about our inter human conflict. => Could have been they are glad about it?
   
6. That Core has to somehow do something (repent) to make their bad deeds right? => Makes little sense, however. They stressed that we (the convoy with relief goods) were uninvolved and therefore should leave
   
7. It sounded as if only Core was allowed to bring relief goods? => Makes zero sense, though.
   

This is my report. I am gearning up for another flight!
Wish us good luck!

Julia Morrow
Transport Commander

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[Alex.]

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¤ LOCATION: Freeport 6, Tau-29

¤ COMM-ID: Tom Marsh

¤ TARGET-ID: GuildComm

¤ SUBJECT: Freeport 11 Disaster Relief Organized Packages

¤ ENCRYPTION: IMG M.E.T.A.N.O.L. Code

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I've just completed the last run of Disaster Relief Organized Packages from Freeport 6 in Tau-29 to Freeport 11 in Omicron Delta.
When I arrived at the Delta jump hole I was greeted by SCRA|Red:Witch and [FP11]-Sonya.Friendly, and Battlegroup Auxesia's The Cincinnati was waiting on the other side.
The ships escorted me to the Freeport where I dropped off the final load of DROP and picked up Iridium for the journey back.
In total, the amount of DROPs brought to the Freeport by me was 29,812 units.

Tom Marsh
Transport Captain

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[Alex.]

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¤ LOCATION: Falkland, Tau-37

¤ COMM-ID: Tom Marsh

¤ TARGET-ID: GuildComm

¤ SUBJECT: Large convoy report

¤ ENCRYPTION: IMG M.E.T.A.N.O.L. Code

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We (myself, IMG|Falling.Teardrop, IMG|Journeyman, IMG|Monroe) started off at Falkland Base, and took Niobium Ore down to Planet New Berlin. We then took Rheinbier to Mainz Storage Facility in Frankfurt, and Industrial Materials from there to Falkland, for New Life. Along the way, we met a KSP ship in Honshu who escorted us all the way to Tau-23.
We then received a distress call from Dimoxyde, who had been pirated by an Outcast and a Junker Salvager at the Tau-37 jump hole in Tau-23. When we got there, the KSP was engaged with the Outcast ship (and was ultimately successful), and we dealt with the Junker as a transport swarm with the help of bomber IMG|Tom.Jefferson keeping the ship cruise-disrupted.

So Dimoxyde's Ore was recovered, and we went back about our business. Eventually a second convoy was formed, consisting of myself, IMG|Rock.Blender, Vali_Fletcher, IMG|Monroe, IMG|Journeyman, IMG|Falling.Teardrop, IMG|Dioxyde[R], IMG|Colossus, IMG|Dulzian.Madness, [FL-ER]Sidhe, and [FL-ER]Cpt.Zachary. We proceeded through Kyushu and, as we approached the New Tokyo gate, we got notification of a pirate gunboat named Tutashkhia on the other side. But we had more than enough firepower to deal with that, so we jumped through, and eventually engaged.

The pirate fled, and we continued. Eventually we reached Planet New Berlin, sold our Niobium Ore, and received a request from GMG Guildmaster Keiji Namura for an emergency shipment of Hull Segments, to be delivered to Iejima Station in Sigma-19 before Kruger could attack. So we took Rheinbier to Alster Shipyard in Hamburg, and picked up as much Hull Segments as we could carry. Julia snapped a picture:

They paid our Guild a pretty good price for it too. We then took H-Fuel from Gas Miner Naha to Java.

Tom Marsh
Transport Captain

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[Malacore]

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¤ LOCATION: Tau-29
¤ COMM-ID: Abraham Caldwell
¤ TARGET-ID: Guildmaster Jack Henderson
¤ SUBJECT: Recovery of the Arosa Star
¤ ENCRYPTION: IMG M.E.T.A.N.O.L. Code

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Greetings Guidmaster Henderson,

I've recently been in the Tau-29 system Navmapping the area and during a routine deep space scan I picked up a sensor distortion on the outskirts of the system over 250k away from my current location. Naturally my curiosity got the better of me so I abandoned my scans and set off from Freeport 6, baring South-East in an attempt to figure out what was causing the blip on my scanners. I shunted power from all systems to my sensor array in an attempt to figure out what was really there. The flight was a long one, looking back everything seemed to slowly disappear. Thankfully when I was 150k away from the object the first images started to come through and to my surprise it was some kind of object, possibly a ship!

At that point I diverted every ounce of power to my engine array, thinking back on it now that was a rather stupid decision. For all I knew that could have been a hostile vessel hell it could have been anything, but I couldn't stop myself, I had to figure out what it was and why it was there. Each passing moment the excitement grew within me I was constantly checking my sensors and realigning the main array in an attempt to clear up the images, all the while doing everything humanly possible to get there a little bit faster. Finally I got the image that confirmed everything! I was resting my eyes, feet up on the dashboard you know how tiresome long flights can be but then my sensor alerts started to go off, I called up the most recent sensor data and clear as day it was a ship.

I could not believe my eyes it really was a ship one that seemed to be powered as well, it bears a striking resemblance to one of the ancient Pilgrim Liners but I couldn't be completely sure until I was able to perform a more detailed scan. It really was astonishing to behold who knows how long that vessel has been travelling the empty void of space for, were did it even come from? These questions raced around in my brain aching to be answered. At this point I started sending out a long range transmission maybe there was someone alive in there that needed my help, the hours trickled by and all I received back was static, sadly it seemed that there were no souls left alive on board. I'm not going to lie it scared the hell out of me, the thought of stepping aboard a dead vessel, I wondered if there was going to be any bodies strewn across the ship.

I finally reached the vessel! Preliminary scans confirmed my thoughts this was in fact a Pilgrim liner and to my surprise the carbon dating report shows that this ship was built around 330 A.S! I couldn't even begin to wrap my head around that, this ship is nearly 500 years old, this is likely to be one of the last built Pilgrim Liners of its time. As they are seemingly produced in smaller numbers today. I could not wait to get on board it would be like stepping into a time capsule, though do not worry I took every proper precaution before boarding the ship. I did a primary scan of the hull and as you can imagine it showed some serious wear and tear with hundreds of micro fractures across the hull and supporting super structure. There appeared to be multiple hull breaches on the starboard side as well as a breach on the keel of the ship. Simulations show this would have caused explosive decompression of the ship across the majority of all decks, with only the main reactor and a couple of corridors left safe, scans also showed that there were 133 organic bodies remaining on board... Sadly not a single life pod was launched. I believe the rest of the crew were ripped from the ship when it was vented. I'd like to request we give the ones I can find a proper burial.

I manoeuvred to the stern of the vessel where there was an undamaged docking port which leads to corridor 24-E. I donned my best EV suit and stepped into the ship. Primary scans indicate the artificial gravity generator suffered major damaged from unknown sources and appears to be offline. I engaged the magnetic lock on my boots and made my way down the corridor through the bulkhead doors. The readings on my suit showed the air here was very thin, I would suffocate without its protection and yet this was one of the few areas that still maintained pressure. A local scan of the ship indicated that there is debris blocking the air ducts and that sections of the vents have completely collapsed, the majority of the ships oxygen system appears to have broken down many years ago.

I came to a cross-section were wires and pipes hung from the poorly maintained ceiling, I paused for a moment to gather my thoughts, simply because behind either of these doors one of the could be laying there dead, much to my dismay behind the first door there he was, his lifeless body slumped down against the wall. Lt.Cmdr Ryan Ellis or at least that's what his ID tag said. I could barely stomach to look at him it felt like he was silently judging me for boarding this ship, his barren face and empty sockets stared at me, it was as if I was staring in to a black hole and nothing but death started back at me. I performed a quick biological and deep tissue scan of the body, it showed that he died from a projectile wound and it appears the round tore through his brain terminating his life instantly, maybe he knew his time was up and decided to end it his way, regardless I quickly move on. The next room was pretty much the same as the last, though this time it didn't have a crew member staring me down thus giving me a proper chance to evaluate the area. It appears to be the crew quarters. On my initial scan of the ship I found that the majority of this vessel was built to hold people. it's similar to the new Luxury liners that we use today though it definitely does not afford the same comforts that's for sure, it's a lot more barebones than most modern ships in fact. The historical records show these ships were designed to ferry people over the vastness of space before we had access to Jumpgates so they were never designed with high-end comfort in mind. I did check a few more of the rooms but most were filled with personal effects and a few dead bodies.

I pulled up the schematics of the ship and found a nearby route to the reactor room, much to my surprise the reactor appeared to be in good condition. However a closer scan of it showed it to suffered from having micro fractures across its shell. Scans also showed that the containment chambers holding the fuel had fractured a long time ago spilling fuel out over the reactor and across the deck, all that is left now is a dried highly radioactive residue. Even with the protection of my EV suit, it was not rated for this level of toxicity. Though it has to be said that old tech really has stood the test of time. The only silver lining here is it appears the crew had it set in a power saving mode this reduced the amount of fuel going to the engine thus preserving engine functions. I quickly plugged in to the main computer core pulling up whatever data I could. Unfortunately the optics had degraded over time leading to a lot of data being corrupted or lost. I managed to retrieve their primary mission and it appears that the ship left Liberty space but was hit by an Ion storm 20 years in to its mission, dramatically knocking it off course. This was before shields were common place and this ship wasn't lucky enough to be outfitted with one. Without protection, the ion storm massively damaged the engines and electronics and caused extensive hull damage, leading to explosive decompression. it has been drifting through space ever since slowly breaking down. I shut down the computer core to preserve whatever is left and once I've returned the vessel to a local shipyard I can start the process of retrieving whatever data possible.

I finally made my way down to the bridge, just before I entered there was a metal plaque laying beside the door it read 'The Arosa Star' I hung the plaque back up in its proper place, I'd guess that's what this ship is named. Stepping on to the bridge it really was a sight to behold, after 500 years this room has remained undisturbed. Sadly, sitting in the captain's chair, was another corpse, Capt. Jamie Blackwood, according to his ID tag. I went over to the Nav console and confirmed what I had read at the computer core; the ship and nearly all hands were lost a few weeks after they were hit by the Ion storm. After that I went over to the captain's chair and laid Capt. Blackwood on the floor. It was horrible, his flesh was dry and rough like old leather but he felt so fragile as I laid him down beside the chair. It's sad to think that the captain of this incredible vessel has been reduced to nothing more than a moldering husk. Afterwards I began to analyse the data within the console: this ship originally had 150 crew and roughly 1,100 passengers aboard. it's sad to think that only 133 bodies will receive a proper send off, I then rerouted all remaining power to the hull plating in an attempt to reinforce the ship. I went back out the way I came but I made a quick stop at engineering this time to pickup some high-strength cabling, with this I've attached tow lines to the ship and I'm now in the process on bringing it back to our Shipyards.

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I'd like to request that you allow me to keep this ship, I know as miners we aren't normally known for piloting liners but given our recent endeavours in to the Omicrons the use of a one would come in handy for relief missions. Not to mention once it is fully operational it can be used to help setup other deep space IMG installations. On top of that I am more than happy to use this ship for deep space exploration missions for the IMG. I believe this ship will benefit the IMG overall. On the way back I also did a more complete scan of the ship. From what I can see the damage to the ship is extensive but fixable, I would only need the use of a shipyard mooring point for maybe a month, uh we'll call it two just in case. I will also retrofit the hull, install new shields, replace the reactor and also update all electronics on the ship to a modern standard. Don't worry I will cover the cost of all that. The main resource I need from the guild is the use of a mooring port and the repair suite at Singapore Shipyard. I think it might be wise to get in contact with ALG to see if they'll have any luck in cleaning up the reactor room, I would also like to get their opinion on the main reactor and whether or not it's worth saving. On top of that I do require a good clean up crew for the rest of the ship! I think it would be a real shame if we scrapped this vessel it's a piece of history and I want to honour that and the crew.

Kind regards,

Abraham Caldwell.

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¤ LOCATION: Tau-29
¤ COMM-ID: Abraham Caldwell
¤ TARGET-ID: Guildmaster Jack Henderson
¤ SUBJECT: Recovery of the Arosa Star
¤ ENCRYPTION: IMG M.E.T.A.N.O.L. Code

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Greetings Guidmaster Henderson,

I would just like to update you on the situation so far. I have finally been able to get The Arosa Star back to Singapore Shipyard! Using the Shipyard's scanners I have complied a more detailed scan of the ship, I will definitely need to call in ALG on this one to come and take a look at the reactor. According to the scans there is roughly 2,000 units of toxic build up that has been stewing for 500 years, it's not a pretty sight.

Thankfully the repair team has estimated 4 - 6 weeks to get the ship up to a working standard though they haven't been able to say how long a complete rebuild will take. I will however need to provide them with all relevant materials. I would like your permission to contact ALG on this matter, I believe due to the level of radioactive material they are by far the best equipped to deal with it. I am also going to speak to them about bringing in reactor components to rebuild the reactor from the ground up, from what the Head Engineer here was saying it really is a surprise the ship made it this far.

Best regards,

Abraham Caldwell.

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[Danny-boy]

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¤ LOCATION: Tau-37

¤ COMM-ID: Cody Otwell

¤ SUBJECT: Sick Pay

¤ ENCRYPTION: IMG N0oo0B Code

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Good afternoon, Cody here. I’m reporting on my long absence in the hopes of receiving backdated sick pay. You see I was several months ago, involved in a dangerous firefight workplace accident which caused severe injury to myself. Allow me to explain…

I had just disembarked onto Java, after beating Julia in the race back to base the convoy back from Bretonia. I walked over to Julia to show her once and for all who was the best pilot give her a status update. As I got closer I noticed an angry look in Julia’s eye, “Hey Julia what’s wrong?” I asked. I can honestly say I hadn’t a clue why Julia was so mad, what could I have possibly have done wrong? “Why the hell did you fly of without an escort, you Noooob!”. Julia was edging closer to me, looking scarier by the moment. I made the calculated decision to make a tactical retreat.

As I ran towards the stairs Julia marched towards me, telling me how I was being an idiot and how I should be listening to the designated convoy leader. Then it happened, whilst I was trying to avoid Julia’s death stares that she was firing my way, I bravely jumped down the stairs in order to make my escape. Sadly I tripped and fell down the stairs because I wasn’t looking where I was going.

This led to me having to have emergency surgery on my foot:



As you can see the results are rather frightening to look at and caused me to require several months off work, I feel as though I am entitled to at least 8 billion 80,000 credits to help pay for the time I spent recovering from injury.

I eagerly await your reply and hope that we can reach a satisfactory settlement as soon as is possible.

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[Hopewell]

ID: Karl Mate
To Base: Fort Siloso
Location: Tau 37
Recipient: IMG
Date Send: 25/10/824
SIGNAL STRENGTH: ██████████ 100%
ENCRYPTION: _____ ██████████ 100%

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Greetings.

I and other other colleagues and workmates at the Niubiun mines at Tau 23 come together and fill their Energy Material base as well as food vital to the entire population of Fort Siloso. It was up to me to participate with 18 charges, so I was also properly rewarded with a bonus of 90 million Sirius Credits. This very satisfied me. Without further ado, I leave here my disposition for when I need my services., You can see the logs Here!

The base is full of supplies.

See you later.

[Starsunder]

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Hey there! Roze here, making my way around finally! I picked up a shipment of Niobium from Falkland bound for Aland, and along the way decided to use a Jump Hole as a shortcut. Bad idea! My navcomp rebooted itself whilst transiting and the recalculations were a little off. I ended up almost in deep space! Lucky it didn't plot my path through a star or something! The nearest station is Waterloo, but even so, it's quite a ways off.



I'll be making repairs here for a bit. Gotta have that computer looked at for sure...

Until next time!

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[Starsunder]

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¤ LOCATION: Omega-3

¤ COMM-ID: Roze Goldshire

¤ TARGET-ID: IMG GuildComm

¤ SUBJECT: Disintegrated Planetoid in Omicron Delta

¤ ENCRYPTION: IMG M.E.T.A.N.O.L. Code

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Greetings, Guild!

I took a Corvo out to Omicron Delta to scan the area and see what information we could get with regards to the sudden destruction of the planetoid in Omicron Delta. Suddenly had the idea that whatever survived the occurrence must be really tough! Those elements must be whatever held the planetoid and its remains together! I therefore decided to blast some of the fragments and bring back the surviving metals for analysis.



Miners will be miners. Heh.

Brought the team and the ore back to Aland to continue the work. Maybe they can find some new materials for construction or something.



That's all from me for now!

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