To: Freelancers, Junkers, Independent Pirates and Shady Businessmen

[Stefan]

As the broadcast starts, immediately the image of a man smiling quite beyond human capacities is zoomed on the screen.
Upon further inspection, it becomes clear that his eyes are turned on it's sockets and he's drolling some kind of drug.
A male, jovial and quite happy voice starts talking:

Hello there, fellas!

The sound of a big, deep breath being taken.

Ah, isn't that just great? I mean, don't you feel this smell?
Man, it's quite delicious: Mix a bit of napalm with a lot of toxic waste, drip tea leaves on whatever remains after the explosion and make someone swallow it.

...

It's been a long time since I last flew these skies. Sad to say they're still gray as always! Tsc tsc.

Sooo I'm proposing a game. A lil tiny bitty game. Shooters and draggers alike can participate!
It's really easy to win, but you gotta put your heart on it. And to show I'm serious, first entries get a six digit bonus.
It starts like this: First I need proof your money is where your mouth is.

Go out on space and shoot something. Make it loud. Like blowing up a Planetform Transport or something.
Or smuggle some light arms or munitions for your friend here. Leave them at Trafalgar if you don't want to be seen with us or something.

It's an entrance fee, if you must.
I'll be waiting!

The sound cuts off, but the disturbing image stays for as long the channel is kept open.

[Stefan]

Are you telling me no one wants easy money these days?
Geez!

Retransmitting.

[Snoozzzer]

>>>Incoming Transmission<<<
Comm ID: Congressman Richard van Pelt
Location: Trafalger, New London

Greetings Mr. Fade. I did in fact see your transmission, buried under miles of paperwork. Paperwork which might be, as was the case with one of your space stations, out of date.

While you do have a storied history of supplying enemies of the Junkers with ships and fire support directly against the Congress in the past, coupled with a lack of details as to what payment and what quantities of goods you wished for, as a sign of good faith I have shipped 4000 crates of Ageira's finest light arms for pickup at Trafalger

Evidence

I hope we both can have fruitful relations in the future, and am awaiting further word from yourself

~Richard van Pelt

<<<Transmission Terminated>>>

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[Stefan]

A puzzled face stares the camera.

Wait, I'm sorry, I think we started on the wrong foot here.

Name's Jacob. And if there was room for error let me clarify:
This is strict independent business. I'm not here to talk on behalf of my fellow Gaian brothers or so.
Not yet at least.

That doesn't mean it can be profitable to us both, however.
But please, don't get me wrong, BPA is hell these days, and those Light Arms may do just the difference.
So really, much obliged. Next time remember to mention a neuronet account though, for the proper thanks.

Smirk.

But out with the chat.

Junkers are quite known for the capacity of finding stuff where noone else looks. I admire that.
I mean, someone gotta do the job of draggin out all that trash of Bretonian space and you do that proudly.
That's some gut...

There's a little project I'm putting up. It's sorta like building a x-mas tree.
First you need the backbone, then the fluffy parts and then the lights.

And I currently need bones.

To be more specific, there's need for a good deal of Robotic Components, enough to refurbish a ship,
an equal sum of Nanocapacitors and Engine Components, to tweak the fuel intake, and Bio-Neural Processors.
A lot of them.

If you think you're up to the task, I'll send the specifics.
I'll be waiting for an answer.

You can swear you hear a "Quack!" as the transmission closes.

[farmerman]

From: Dan McKay
Location: Holmfirth Depot

*transmission begins*

Rumor has it you're looking for nanocapacitors? If so I have a good line on a lot. Let me know.

*transmission ends*

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Faction info links: Samura Heavy Industries : LWB : Watchers

[Stefan]

The screen flickers what seems to be the image of a... fish?

Ah-a! Seems another one has the urge for creds eh.

In short, yes. I need Nano-Capacitors.
But no, I don't trust everyone. Sorry.

If you want in, it's easy. Do some delieveries at Trafalgar.
How does... A couple of Tobacco crates sound?

Anex proof of delivery - alongside a neuronet account - and I'll fill you in on the details as well.

Hope to hear from ya!

[farmerman]

From: Dan McKay
Location: Invergordon

*transmission begins*

I don't necessarily need any credits. I just heard some of these Junkers talking about things while visiting their station and thought I would do a fellow Gaian a favor. I just happen to also be a shady businessman, so perhaps there was a misunderstanding.

*transmission ends*

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Faction info links: Samura Heavy Industries : LWB : Watchers

[Stefan]

What... Are you charity or something?

Well, I won't look a gift horse in the mouth... Let's see if you can deliver.
I you wanna make one of those deliveries of Nanocapacitors, Gaia knows I wouldn't mind.

You can leave them at Trafalgar with my people.
Or, if you want to impress me, leaving them on Skye, at Newcastle, would save me the time of moving them.

Let's see what you can do.

[Roberto Cofresi]

>>>Incoming Transmission<<<
Comm ID: Roberto Cofresi
Location: confidential

I am confuse as to what are your needs or most importantly..., Your intentions. As Richard Van Pelt stated, You have been known of supplying enemies of the Junkers with ships and weapons. I have not seen the evidence Van Pelt spoke of but you did not denied his statement either. You just stated this is not a Gaian enterprise. Like Van Pelt, I will give you the benefit of doubt but will keep my eyes open and on you.

I do care for credits and most importantly for adventure. You stated you need supplies to refurbish a ship yet you request tobacco products, light arms, and/or munitions. Which one is it? Explain yourself since time is money.

Maybe you should quit indulging in what ever it is affecting your mind until you make yourself clear or make your point across. Also fix your damn communication device.

Sincerely,

RC

<<<Transmission Terminated>>>

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[Snoozzzer]

>>>Incoming Transmission<<<
Comm ID: Congressman Richard van Pelt
Location: Trafalger, New London

You're an independent looking to better yourself somehow? And you're subsidizing these deliveries? Fine. That's all I need to know to sleep well at night. That is, if I ever slept.

Here's 4000 crates of Rheinland's finest engine parts. What you'll need that many for is beyond me, but again, not my issue.

Evidence 1

Credits, and no, I am not a charity, can be wired to .:j:.Pelt's.Train

Hope we can do more business in the future, Mr. Fade

~Richard van Pelt

<<<Transmission Terminated>>>

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