Message to: Open Sector Comms, Unencrypted
Comm ID: [~V~]Madre.de.Discord.
Calling all ELF! Priority Alpha.
Switching comms to new encrpted frequency, code "Neblod Zin!". Repeat: "Neblod Zin!".
All right, you tossers. Off your cans, and out of the boutiques!
All former ELF primates and F-23 Free Cybersentients report in, by the numbers!
The game's afoot. .87 probability of I/E in </= 90 Standard.
Report in by the numbers ASAP, or lose those bloody residuals checks from Waverly/KG Enterprises and Laughing Goddess Bakeries, LLC. (And you are all aware how fat those buggers have become...)
This is NOT a drill!
As the Prophet Nillson said, "Turn on your radio, baby, listen to my song."
Kallisti!
F-23 Discordia
Fnord Net Encryption code Neblod Zin! begins in 5... 4... 3... 2... 1...
No need to shout, Dis. We had the news before you did, har!
Beau and Merci here, reporting as ordered, though you bloody hell know where we are, temporarily tasked to Sylvia's new Flagship during shakedown and operation "Birdwatch". As soon as Episky Sylvia (who can be just as cranky as Mal is at times..) gets her own F-23 spun up and designated, we'll get into something more suitable for hunting the "I" guys.
Oh, and we received a box from the Veranda. You may want to turn your gain down a bit Mama, heh.
*Did anyone get the number of that rat bastard SCRA who scrambled my egg in Shikoku!??! I have a date with that big puke! Sophie Noire reporting. New globe fits just fine. Diagnostics ducky. Now I want my back pay yesterday, guys! I want something big with tons of bang sticks. Scores to settle. Sophie out!*
Heh, told ya.
With the Episkopos, that's four for Euchre, Dis. And we're ready to call Trump!
*Hey, Mal, did any of the old ELF have a name that began with "k"?*
"Em... other than Kitty, I don't recall any, Dis. Why?"
*Just got a tight-beam over private comms to us. Either it's a joke, or someone is channeling Franz Kafka. The sender is identified only as "K". He's answered the questionnaire.. His Pineal seems to be in order. He wants to join. A ringer? Maybe a spy from the Order?*
"Interesting, if weird. Well, only one way to find out. And with the Eschaton staring us in the gob, can we afford to be fussy? Run it by E-prime Sylvia. If she's okey with it, call this Joker back, and find out where to drop his F-unit. Do we have a callsign to program it with?"
*Well, yeah, but that's pretty Kafkaesque too, Mal. Here it is.. I'll send it along to the Flagship with his app.*
"Bizarre! Of course I'm familiar with the saying "In.Vino.Veritas", but this.... what a weirdo."
*Then he'll fit right in, eh, Bo... er, Mal. I keep forgetting you ain't the Boss any more*
"Sic transit Authoritas, Dis. It was meant to be. Hail Sylvia!"
Bingo, here! I seem to've lost Juline for a little while, but she said she'd be back. I do miss 'er, though.
Anyway! It seems I've got a bit of catchin' up to do since my absence, as well as a bit of 'splainin', too, I'm sure.
Anyway, the Talarca's still running. Grabbed a Mercen'ry ID since I don't know what that hell is going on up at the top, probably don't want. Not good to meddle in Chao-tic affairs. Mean-time, though, I'm waitin' at Manhattan in a fully armed Talarca shooting any BHG stupid enough to try to take me on.
Message to: [ELF]Bingo_Pajamas
Comm ID: [~V~]Malaclypse
Bingo!
BingobongoBingoBeetboBeesboBingo! Long time no see!
Our new Episkopos is still busy wrapper her Pineal around her new duties.
I suppose I still wield a tiny bit of ELFish authority, mate, so allow me to welcome ya back.
Regards to Justine when whe returns.
Um.. the mission. Yaaass. the Rising.Podge is currently conducting an experiment, involving some delicate negotiations around Sirius. (And a fair amount of sharing entheogens as well, I'm guessin'..) As soon as he reports in, we may have a better idea which flag the ELF will be flyin'.
Until then, try not to hack off anyone of great import about town. It appears we have some old Aneristic enemies about, but they're pretty elusive.. seem to jump about a lot. Keep your etheric shields up, and your garlic close at hand,
Message to: All ELF and TAZ tossers:
Comm ID: Malaclypse, Episkopos, YAH Division (Yang/Aneristic/Hodgers)
Flimsy to: Sylvia, Episkopos, YEP Division (Yin/Eristic/Podgers)
Subject: Holiday!
As today is a Sacred Discordian Holy Day, go muck about! Get drunk, or entheogenized!
Report back with appropriate hangovers or memory loss tomorrow!
23's!
Mal and Sylvia
(( Old Earth date: 05/23/2007. 5 = 5, 2 + 3 = 5, 7 - 2 = 5 !! A Hat Trick! ))
Drunk, huh? I'd love to! Who wants to buy me a drink!... I need to drown my self-pity so I can regain my self-esteem. Anyone got 500 credits so that I can go buy 5 drinks, steal 3, and give two to the bartender...?
And you people figured out which ID we're going to be usin' or is it simply going to be luck of the draw (dibs fifth draw!)?
Ooh, Sylvia was supposed to get back to you. She seems.. MIA, or TDY, or perhaps PDQ. Goddess knows.
At any rate, to all:
The current tenuous situation dictates that we follow the lead of our Erisian brethren, the TAZ. That is, get thee hence to the nearest Zoner enclave, Bingo; and grovel for all you're worth.
Temporary Autonomous/ELF HQ will remain the Veranda; which is convenient, as the annual Canaria Dung Festival is right around the corner! I know how you all loved the event last year. I've been invited to judge the dung sculptures again, and I expect you all to be there to "Ooh!" and "Ahh!" over my choice of winner.
Also, as you might have noticed in the previous transmission, Sylvia and I have decided to share Episkopos duties. She will be E-Prime for the Yin/Eristic/Podge Division, (The YEP Gal); and I will Pisky for the Yang/Aneristic/Hodge Division (YAH guy).
At least until the next Agape Ludens, when Eris may decide to throw the fuzzy dice again.
Bingo, I'm transferring 1,000 Flax notes to your Net account now. That's it. I know how drunk you can get, lad. Right up there with the legendary Fin McCool of yore. And, if you need to pay any "fixers" to make our Zoner brethren happy, I suggest you get off your MacDuff, and find some work.
:Hold your stupid horses before I have them turned into glue!:
Fellow people who are somehow connected into all of this without being related to it... or, um something official sounding! YEP! That's right, I'm finally gonna go and talk on this silly little squawkbox... oh, wait... it's called the FnordNet? Huh. I thought it was called squawkbox. Oh well.
Anywho, yeah, Mally and I are gonna be sharing the lovely title of E-Prime. So, it's more like E-.5 and E-.5... Prime... sure. Anyways, anyways, anyways! Yes, we will be operating as TAZ. For now, at least. Um, Mally will be more (wait, I can't call him Mally? Why the hell not? Fine, fine, goddess, sometimes I think you people are screwing with me. Great! Grrr. Okay, where was I?) sorry, MALACLYPSE will be more active as the leader of this here rabble cabal. Me? I'll just be floating around in the Leif.Erikson. Call me up if I'm in space. I can occasionally grant some interesting debate. Sometimes.
Um, what else, what else... oh, don't touch Mom's house. It'll probably try to kill you. Yeah. Oh, right! Let's try to not really operate so much in Kusari space... I mean, we can (and should, as deut is pretty darn important up there!) but I won't. My sis, Epi, she doesn't really care for me. Something about... oh, what was it?
'If I see you again, Sy, I'll blow you up and laugh at your funeral, since it'll be an empty coffin!'
For some reason, an incentive NOT to go back! Weird, huh?
Zoners for now, to be announced later.
Kallisti! 23's! Adieu, au revoir, so long, fair well, y'know.
![[Image: malsig_alt1.png]](http://i118.photobucket.com/albums/o108/Shamus_FL/malsig_alt1.png)
![[Image: virussig3.png]](http://img441.imageshack.us/img441/2062/virussig3.png)
![[Image: Harlequinn-Copy2.png]](http://i79.photobucket.com/albums/j130/dboy1612/Harlequinn-Copy2.png)