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***** PRIVATE: Neuron Basher
>>>>>[The SIN problem is easily fixed.  When I came here (and I was one of
the first) they set me up with a SIN and from then on out I have been
relatively legit.  I still do other tid bits here and there.  Not like I
need the money (they give me 50k a year plus a LOT of perks), just want
to stay up with the tech and wizzer toys.

This is what happened with me.  This guy came up to me one day while I
was just hangin' and said that he had heard that I was pretty good with
coding and stuff (I guess I was...I was just starting out...you know
ground floor stuff) and wanted to hire me for some super secret project going
on down in the barrens.  I was like, "Yeah, right" and blew him off
for a while.  He came back a couple weeks later and handed me a couple
hundred nY in Corp Script and said that he was really serious about
having me on his team.  I was young back then and the money looked really
good.  The work was pretty much cake when we started.  Write a editor for
working out some video footage to be run through some big engine.  What was
so cool about it was that the engine had not been built yet.  Everytime I
ran into a "hardware" problem with coding, they would change the specs
on the hardware until I had the perfect machine to work on.  Back then there
was only 4 of us.  This guy gave us everything we wanted.  Im sure we
have the only vending machines in the city that have coupons for food
from local resturants.  You put in your food token and out drops "dinner for
two from Gracies" or "Dinner for two from Lorenzo's (there arent as many
of those anymore)".

I forgot what I was saying.  Oh, yeah, like, when I started here the boss man
set up a SIN for me and everything.  Everyone here is SINed now.  Sometimes
he brings in others and gives them jobs doing things around the offices
when we bring in more money during a quarter than expected.

When you get here you will likely have to interview with me.  One of the first
things I am going to ask you is what your "REAL" name is.  Whatever you
tell me will be the SIN that we will hack out for you.

I wouldnt mention your conflicts with NAN around here tho.  Its a VERY touchy
subject with Jace.  But dont worry about it, he is on vacation right now
(being Xmas and all) so you wont likely meet him until after the holidays.

Read over this and if you are still interested, stop on by...we will be
closing down the shop for christmas on Wednesday, 22nd.  We have been
working so hard around here no one has finished their shopping.

Welp, gotta run...here, read these

+++++ Include: Medical Benifits
+++++ Include: Job Description
We arent joking about making coffee...thats part of the contract for anyone
new that comes on.  You make coffee until your 6 month review.  If you pass,
you can stop.  If you fail then either you are fired on the spot or you have
to find someone else to come in and make coffee.  SMILE...bet ya cant
guess who's review is coming up, can ya?
+++++ Include: Industrial Sound and Magic Brochure]<<<<<
        -- Trixie <22:54:14 / 12-20-55>
           Head of Software Developement
           Industrial Sound and Magic

*****Private: Zarkon, Whisper
>>>>>[ Hello there, you remember Zarkon Whisper, he was in out little
group. Doyou remember Whipser Zarkon?  If you don't I will ahve to kill
you both!! haha kidding.. well anyway, whats this you talking about a run
with a mage, and two combat types..  Cause all three of us would be
perfect.  Let me know Zarkon if the guy wants us to do it.  ANd Whisper
would you be interested in doing a run with us?]<<<<<
        -- Tarkis <Mental/Case>

*****Private: Tarkis, Zarkon
>>>>>[ Oh hi there Zarkon, long time no see!  I would love to do a run
with you guys, haven't beat up anyone in a while.  I can get my poison
Bow and arrows ready, i think they would be perfect tpo use this time]<<<<<
        -- Whisper <Hired/Killer>

***** Private to: Highlander
>>>>>[ The pit jer and deeper and deeper...... ]<<<<<
        -- Nightstalker <22:14:56/12-20-55>

>>>>>[Poor Harlequin, always on the short end of the stick.<grin>  So how are
you doing?  Long time no post.]<<<<<
          --Buzz (The one the only...Human Bee in the Matrix)

*****PRIVATE: Dragonfly
>>>>>[Where can we meet you?  We are coming to Springfield, I've commandeered
a spy satellite and downloaded several photos of Anna and the surrounding
area.  Gunny (my brother) and Silent Running are studying the photos,
checking out defenses and other things.  From what they have said they have
found several hardened defenses.  We've only got one copy of each photo, so
we'll bring them along and discuss tactics.  See ya later.]<<<<<
          --Buzz (The one the only...Human Bee in the Matrix)

>>>>>[I'm doing fine, Buzz, but it seems that a few of the
females in my life have come down with indigestion recently.
(I took the precaution of drinking my stomache soother with my
dinner, looks like I'm off the hook *GRIN*).  Seems so much to do
and so very little time.]<<<<<
        -Harlequin <Ha-Ha-Ha>

***** Private:  Freddy Frypp
>>>>>[ Missed?  Little.  Your computers've been fragged, huh?  Well, we,
as far as we know, didn't do it; what's been the problem?  We can always
do a bit of troubleshooting, for a friend..... always is handy to have
people owe us a debt, if only of gratitude.

All right, then.  In .023 hrs, you'll receive a .3 nanosecond burst of
coding; that'll be your decryption/encryption routing information.  We'll
have a bit more material for you to move for us.... um, some of us want to
know if you can get a hold of the dataspecs of the Aztlan scout tanks, we
forget the designation.  If you can, let us know. ]<<<<<
        --  OS^2 <00:09:55/12-21-55>

***** Private: OS^2
>>>>>[Nah, DA has got most of the troubles ironed out, thanks.

'Bout time, I've had an aircrew sittin' on the tarmac for weeks goin'
barmy for something real to move.

Figured out which tank you need, yet?  The damn Azzies have a
million different models.  Depending on where it is in production
will have a lot to do with my ability to get a copy of the
plans.]<<<<<
        -- Freddy Frypp (09:10:12 / 12-21-55)
           President
           Frypp Security, Inc. (CFSM Uplink #5150)

>>>>>[This is just one more of those times when I wish I could have
been along to watch the boys (and girl) in action.

Christ, I'm gettin' all sappy and sentimental.  Somebody slap me.

Slap me again... harder... harder, oh I've been so bad!

Sorry, about that, flashback or something....

Anyway, Chris downloaded the camera footage, or re-routed it, or
somedamnthing.  Hell, I'm not a computer wonk, I don't understand what
he did.  If you want to know, ask him.

Roll the tape, dammit.

Waitaminnit, he could only get the interior shots so I'll need to get
you caught up.

OK, somewhere over in Oakland, Kabuki Man, uh, liberated a limo for
the strike team (I got no idea where he could have found a limo in
Oakland of all places, but... maybe I don't really want to know).
Nothing better to piss off the Japs than a limo full o' goblins.  So
once Chris managed to hack his way into the checkpoint system (no
small feat, I was watching on a video monitor we plugged into he deck
he was using, one word: Wowza!) we called Scipio on the carphone to
get things rolling.  GoD and Griff followed in another liberated car
far enough back to be inconspicuous, but close enough to add to the
mayhem.

So, just like we hoped, they rolled into one of the checkpoints on
the south side (really fraggin' dumb the way the japs have got it,
there's full-blown checkpoints on one street and nada on the next,
dumb, but it helped us) and holy-bureaucratic nightmares Batman, the
I-Marines asked if they could talk to the occupants of the car inside
the checkpoint.

Allright, Lady Die's the ork in spandex and leather (shudder),
Freemont's the troll and Scipio's the other ork, got it?  I don't
think GoD and Griffyn made the film, sorry guys.

OK, now roll the gaddamned video.

+++++BEGIN VIDEO DOWNLOAD

The camera is one of those wide angle jobs so you can see everything
in the room at once.  This room of the small building that
makes up the checkpoint opens to the outside and has a couple of
desks with computer jockeys busily punching in data.  One I-Marine
guards the door with an FN-HAR - looking gun slung over one shoulder.

Two orks and a troll come in with four more Marines following, Model
100 SMGs trained on them.

The video feed doesn't include audio, but if you've seen one
bureaucratic border patrol slob complaining about the condition of
someone's passes you can tell that some bureaucratic border patrol
slob is complaining about the condition of their passes.  And if you
pay attention, every time you look at the goblins, their faces look
different.  Seems like Griffyn had trouble sustaining the mask spells.
Can't blame him, he had to sustain three masks and a sensory spell to
follow them into the building.

Eventually, one of the orks says something and it really angers
the checkpoint commander who through up his arms and starts
screaming and waving.  The Marines start to push the goblins
through a door between two desks into another room, when the troll
grabs one.  The shock gloves he's wearing discharge and the Marine
jerks violently.  With a powerful toss, the Marine flies across the
room and hits the commander full across the chest.  Out of nowhere,
the female ork produces a pair of knives and proceeds to nail one of
the Marine's hands to the wall and bury the other into his throat.
Blood spurts onto her, the wall, the Marine and a huge puddle
begins to run onto the floor.  The other ork slips a hand into his
coat and spins towards the camera drawing a pistol.  A quick burst
explodes into the face of the third Marine covering them and he drops
to the floor in a heap.  The troll puts a right cross into the last
Marine coverning them and then tackles the Marine so they land behind
one of the desks.

The Marine at the door drops his rifle into a firing position and
fires a few shots into the desks, catching the remaining datajockey.
Lady Die grabs the SMG from the Marine she killed and she and Scipio
begin to return fire.  The Marine jumps out of the door, but his
pushed back in right after a bright flash erupts outside the
building.  Flames start to edge into the room from outside as the
goblin faces stop changing and solidify.  Another Marine runs into
the checkpoint building, firing his SMG wildly at targets outside.

As he enters the room, the video goes strange.  The room melts and
reforms several times, but in odd places and with odd colors.
Mackerel begin to rain down on everyone.  Bright lights flash. A
vintage stage coach drives through the room chased by bandits who
are chased by a herd of rapid hippopotami who are chased by cavalry
who are chased by lawyers who are in turn chased by marauding talk-
show hosts and their transvestite nun prostitute guests, hitting
nothing, but still appearing to fill the room.  The goblins stay
crouched behind the desks, but on the wall, rather than the floor.

The room returns to normal as the new Marine starts to melt into a
puddle on the floor, mixing with the blood of the dead Marines.

The goblins charge out of the room, firing into the checkpoint
commander, who show signs of life.

Minutes later, the screen flashes bright white and the feed ends.

+++++ END VIDEO DOWNLOAD

I'm laughing so hard I think I wet myself.  Way to go people.  Way to
go.

You were right Griff, chaos spells are fun to watch.  I hate to think
what it looked like outside.

Anyway, so everybody abandoned their vehicles, Griffyn turned
everybody invisible, another tough act, and they met up with Kabuki
Man in one of the Rovers who drove them back here.  They've been
here for a grand total of about ten minutes, so this stuff is fresh.

They tell me Kabuki Man turned a sickly shade of white when the doors
on the Rover opened themsleves and the truck started shaking as
everybody piled in, invisibly.  Woulda loved to have seen that.

You'll be glad to know our friends made it into town easily.
They're givin' you 10 grand a head for this, plus 50f sales.]<<<<<
        -- Freddy Frypp (11:40:12 / 12-21-55)
           President
           Frypp Security, Inc. (CFSM Uplink #5150)

***** PRIVATE: Trixie
>>>>>[  Okay, I'll swing by there in a couple of hours .. (Not sure if you're
open today or not.  Said you were shutting down on Wednesday, but I don't know
if that means you're closing today, or if this is the last day you're open.)
If you guys are open, I'll meet you, otherwise drop me a line when you open
back up and I'll swing by.  ]<<<<<
        -- Neuron Basher < 17:08:21/12-21-55 >

>>>>>[  Heh.  I told you you would like the show, Freddy.  That was a pretty
good workout.  Not too strenous, but enough to work up a little sweat.  ]<<<<<
        -- Griffyn < 17:43:21/12-21-55 >

*****PRIVATE: Freddy Frypp
>>>>>[  You would have any more work for someone with my talents would you?
Now that you've seen what I can do ... ]<<<<<
        -- Griffyn < 17:50:21/12-21-55 >

>>>>>[Oh no, not the goulash(sp?)  You shouldn't be making that stuff.]<<<<<
          --Buzz (The one the only...Human Bee in the Matrix)

>>>>>[Thanks a whole heck of a lot mistah frypp.  I hope you got paid
a whole bunch of money to frag up my vacation plans like that.  I was
all ready to fly out when my flight was cancelled and I am sure
it was all YOUR fault.

If'n my mom gets pissed at me because I am not home in time for Chrismas
Im goin' to have her come over and kick that sore leg of yours a few
times. ]<<<<<
        -- Trixie <18:02:39 / 12-21-55>

***** Private: Neuron Basher
>>>>>[My flight was cancelled.  Im heading back into the office to get
some work done.  I'll prolly be the ONLY ONE not gone yet for vacation.
AAAAHHHHH  --  I could just -- AHHHHH.

Come on by.  Ring the bell or something...

Oh, dont mind the skate punks too much.  Our offices are in the middle of
gang held territory.  If they stop you, and they will, just tell them that
you are here to see us.  They will escort you over to the office.  Warning:
They look like grimey little punks with skateboards but they pack some
serious hardware under those grimey clothes and they arent at all afraid to
frag someone to protect their turf.]<<<<<
        -- Trixie <18:03:21 / 12-21-55>

***** Private: Griffyn
>>>>>[Funny you should mention that, I was just going to ask you if
you wanted to come on as Permanet Sofa Tester and Lump Management
Specialist.  I've got a huge hole in that neighborhood, if you hadn't
noticed.  Kor liked to remind me of it damn near daily.

I'll get back to you after the first of the year.  In the mean time,
take a vacation.  I will be.]<<<<<
        -- Freddy Frypp (12:14:13 / 12-21-55)
           President
           Frypp Security, Inc. (CFSM Uplink #5150)

>>>>>[More news from the land of San Fransisco TV, folks!  They
interupted a re-broadcast of last weekend's Niner's game for this
blurb.

This is from one of the more mainstream channels.  Quite definately
in the pockets of the japs.

+++++ BEGIN TRIDEO FEED

"Only hours ago, another terrorist attack rocked south San Fransisco.

"Metahuman Action Committee terorists detonated an estimated fifty-
kilo car bomb outside Vehicular Checkpoint #7 on the San Mateo county
line.

"SFPD Explosive Ordinance Disposal Officer Lt. Mike Dammons had this
to say about the explosion that ripped through a busy intersection
earlier today:

'Well, we've recovered the "black box" recording device from the
remains of the checkpoint.  This device records all of the footage
taken by security cameras placed around the checkpoint.  In this
sequence you can see two orks fleeing the area afer abandoning a
vehicle inside the checkpoint.  We have not yet identified the
bombers, but they are suspected to be members of the MAC.  The bomb
detonated alongside a bus from the Bay Area Retirement Village,
killing twelve - uh, no I've just been told a thirteenth body has
been recovered - thirteen elderly people on their way to the San
Fransisco Opera Company's production of a "Christmas Carol".'"

++++++ END TRIDEO FEED

I can't believe that crap.  The fraggin' checkpoint was practically
empty when they hit it.  Everybody who was there, managed to take off
before the limo blew up.  And that blew up inside the checkpoint
building (God, I love autopilots!).  And it was only a coupla frag
grenedes.  I'll bet damn good money most of the limo is intact and
there wasn't any collateral damage.

And another gripe, that was some whizzer trid faking they did.  I
can't believe they got it done this fast.  What an hour and a half,
two hours, tops?  Trixie, can your offices fake trid work that good,
that fast?

What a fraggin' joke.....

Ah hell, I'm taking off.  I'm gonna spend a week shadin' my buns in
the Carib with a long-legged redhead.  Hey, Karen, what're you doing
this weekend?]<<<<<
        -- Freddy Frypp (12:20:12 / 12-21-55)
           President
           Frypp Security, Inc. (CFSM Uplink #5150)

>>>>>[  Sounds good to me, Freddy.. I think I'm going to blow that 10k from
the checkpoint run on a little vacation of my own.  Drop me a line after the
first of the year and we'll see if we can work something out. ]<<<<<
        -- Griffyn < 18:26:21/12-21-55 >

>>>>>[  Trixie, I just wanted to let you know that I'm on my way.  Estimated
time of arrival is in about 30-45 minutes.  See you then.  ]<<<<<
        -- Neuron Basher < 18:27:21/12-21-55 >

>>>>>[Oh, you and your people WRECK my Christmas plans and now you
want me to answer sensative corporate questions?  The NERVE of some of
you old farts.

Yeah, actually, we can.  Depends on the format that it comes in on.  We use
a 360 degree recording rig worn on the head of the recording subject.  We
can pump that data into the machine and within 15 minutes or so have a number
of different scenario's ready to go.  From there its just a matter of staying
ahead of the end user so that we can keep him / her in the action.

Havent you seen the simulators?  I thought that Cathleen from sales came down
there and talked with you about about a month ago.

This isnt my job but Ill do it anyway (might mean a raise or at least a
bonus for me.

***** Private: Freddy Frypp

+++++ Include: Simulator Specs
+++++ Include: Simulator Hype
+++++ Include: Industrial Sound and Magic Brochure
+++++ Include: Franchise Agreement and Cost List
+++++ Include: Security Provider/Training Specialist Cost List

Sorry about the old fart jokes but you have to admit you are pretty damned
old.

***** End Private: Freddy Frypp

I know that we have been pressing at KE and LSS and a couple private
sectors to look at the equipment.  From what I can tell its pretty good for
training.  Around the office we use it for playing video games.  Jace has
a rig set up for himself that he uses.  ]<<<<<

        -- Trixie <18:35:53 / 12-21-55>
           Head of Software Developement
           Industrial Sound and Magic

***** PRIVATE: Freddy Fripp, Trixie
>>>>>[This something I wanted to test but couldn't is there anyway of
actually seeing an invisible spell in action??? you know If i cast invis. on
Freddy can you manipulate video feed to the point that you can see the
invisible person?  just curious, and cautious.]<<<<<
        --  GoD < 14:16 / 12-21-94 >

***** PRIVATE: Freddy Frypp
>>>>>[Am I supposed to know this GoD freak or somethin'?

I aint no mage, pops.  Magical questions should go to Jace...you know that.
Hey, have you sent him a get well card yet?  If can give you the address where
you can mail it if you want.  No, better yet, if you mail it to me
here I can make sure it gets to him where he is.

So, like, what was the whole point of blowing up that security station?]<<<<<
        -- Trixie <19:13:20 / 12-21-55>

***** PRIVATE: Freddy Frypp, GoD
>>>>>[Oh yeah.  Thats really easy.  What you need to do is to change
the wave modulation on the transduction transposer.  Once you do that, anything
that has magic on it glows as bright as the sun.  After you get those in sync
you need to tone down the harmonic convergence dial and tweak out the
horizontal hold.

The only reason more people dont do this on their security cameras is that
it takes a lot of technical know how to manage it and someone dedicated
to sitting in the corner blowing nY outta his hoop (Translation  --  lots
of money).  If you want, I can show you how it works or just down load
this to your Deck, GoD.

It would be easier for me to download the specs than to try to explain it to
you.  This way you can read it at your own pace.]<<<<<

        -- Trixie <19:18:02 / 12-21-55>

***** PRIVATE: Trixie
>>>>>[Thank you for answering my question, I'd be delighted to get those
specs, I have a buddy over at the university that could probably translate
them into english for me. well I'm trying to develope a better invis. spell
and knowing the way the way the one I got now can be seen is a big start. If
you ever need anything from me just ask.]<<<<<
        --  ID < Time / Date >

***** PRIVATE: Trixie
>>>>>[Thank you for answering my question, I'd be delighted to get those
specs, I have a buddy over at the university that could probably translate
them into english for me. well I'm trying to develope a better invis. spell
and knowing the way the way the one I got now can be seen is a big start. If
you ever need anything from me just ask.]<<<<<
        --  GoD < 14:37 / 12-21-55 >

>>>>>[ DragonEyes thought that there was no harm in letting people see this, so
he sent a copy of the video my way.  Before I tell you what it is about, I
think I should say that the people who fought Lucifer in Boston did a damn good
job.  Wish I could have been there to help out.  But I had, err... other duties
to attend to.  Without further ado, I give you a little learning lesson in what
not to do to any Mr. Johnson, especially if you have an inkling as to what he
is meeting.  I, to say the least find it amusing.  Doomsday, do you wish to be
my bodyguard?  I think I could use someone like you close to me.  Of course I
know it really isn't your type of style job, but hey, what the frag?  Only live
once after all.

Anyway, without further ado, the video.  Sit back and learn something.  Or at
least eat some of your favorite stuffers, and be amused.

+++++ Begin Video

You see a car pull up to a street corner.  The car is a sleek black westwind.
If you didn't know better, you would think it is the type a fixer might loan to
a friend at a steep price.  If that is the case, the person probably paid some
good change for it.

After a moment or three, a decently tall man steps out.  He has long silver
hair, that is pulled back into a pony-tail.  There is a datajack that sticks
out at the side of his head.  He is wearing a nice three-piece suit with an
open overcoat.  Most of the ensemble is a silky-black that would make
most people drool.  His shirt is also silky-black.  This combined with the
black tie would look over done on most, seems to fit the guys mood.  You cannot
tell what he is thinking, but he seems definitely worried about something, the
way he is scanning the area.  Amazingly, he walks calmly toward a bar.  The
neon sign is flashing in annoying green, "Jaded Circle."  A quick scan through
the matrix tells you there are only three cities in North America to have a bar
named that: New York, Denver, and Seattle.  By the door, on the outside, is a
street bum.  He looks like he hasn't shaved in about three days.  His long
black hair is greased back.  It is obvious that this beggar hasn't had food or
warm shelter for a long time.  He is sitting hunched over on a ripped up
plastic sheet, trying to keep warm.  Seeing the well-dressed man, he tries to
smile, but it comes out as a chattering grin.  You note that the guy has
relatively good dental, but it looks like he hasn't brushed his teeth in over
a month or five.

In a shivering drawl: "Hey man -- lllike ya got some money ah could have?  Ahh
desperatly need sssome food.  Ah haven' eatten in -- lllike days."

The man in the suit snarls at the beggar.  He raises his foot back, but
apparently stops because he doesn't want to dirty his nice dress shoes.
Instead he spits on the poor suck, and walks into the bar.

The beggar shies away.  As he walks in, in a barely audible voice says: "Fine,
rich guy . . . don't give me money.  Be in a pissy mood."

---
Inside the bar, you see a corp suit, Amerindian you note amusedly, and a troll.
If you didn't know better you would say the troll is Doomsday.  The Indian
however isn't DragonEyes, as you were expecting.  It is some young indian. He
is human male, but is dressed like a corporate suit.  He seems nervous, but
that is probably because it is his first job as johnson.  They never learn not
to wear things that identify them as such; small things like having the
bodyguard sitting at the same table.  (You bet Doomsday is thrilled with that).
Wearing a Universal Brotherhood pin is also not the wisest thing to do,
considering they aren't wise.  Maybe someone should inform Doomsday of what
the friendly people at Universal Brotherhood were like.

Doomsday frowns for a second, and say quietly, "Paranoid.  Be careful mister
corp guy.  He won' be co-operative.  Any chance ya will change yar mind
about me bein' here?"

Corp says slowly, "No, and it is to late now.  Stop telling me what to do.  I
have done this plenty of times."

Doomsday: "Right.  Sure.  Here he comes."

Slowly, the rich man walks up to the table.  He is smiling amusedly at the fact
that Doomsday is at the table, but the smile dies when he sees the indian.  He
continues to walk closer, then he stops.

Man: "What??? I thought.... Drek!"

The man stops walking forward, and starts drawing something.  Doomsday curses,
and with amazing speed for a troll, reaches out and grabs the man's hand.
Equally quickly, he slams the hand on the table.  The rich guy winces in pain.
Doomsday glances at the indian.  The indian is visibly paling.

Indian: "I thought you would be wiser about this.  Very well.  I know how to
deal with people like you.  Take him outside and teach him a lesson.  We can
hold the discussion out there as well."

Doomsday forces the mans arm behind the back, and forces him toward the door.
The indian follows.  Someone makes a move to follow, but a glare from Doomsday
stops the man cold.  Outside the snow is starting to pick up.  Doomsday quickly
forces the rich man into the alley way.  As the indian walks past the beggar,
the beggar gets up.  "Hey man, ya got some change now?"

The indian smiles, "Yes I do, but I need you to do something for me to earn it.
Wait a minute then walk into the alley with me.  Do that little task and I will
give you 20 nuYen to spend however you choose."

The beggar's blue eyes light up.

Beggar:  "Thank ya sir.  Ah won't forget ya kindness."

After a brief minute, they walk around the corner.  Doomsday has the rich man
against the wall.  The rich man, is trying to break free of Doomsday's hold,
but isn't nearly strong enough.

Indian: "Put him in the van.  (addressing the beggar)  Here's your twenty
nuYen.  If you want, you can come with me, and I will buy you warmer clothes,
and give you some more money.  I could use a person like you, for a certain
little job I have."

Beggar: "Ah like the sound of that.  Ah'm your man.  Lead on, good sir."

Doomsday, with ease stuffs the rich man into the van.  Calmly the indian
follows with the beggar into the van.  Once inside the beggar closes the door.

The driver turns back.  You immediately recognize him as Scarface by the grid
of black scars covering his face.

Scarface: "Welcome to Denver, Christopher.  Don't worry, someone will come and
pick up your vehicle in an hour or two."

Doomsday: "Hope I didn' hurt ya hand too much, but we cannot have ya killin'
our Johnson."

Beggar (as he pulls off a wig -- it's Blitzkrieg): "If you ever spit on me
again, I'll put my fist (waves a clenched cyber hand -- his left -- in
Christopher's direction) through your teeth."  He grins, and adds, "Did you
have a nice trip?"

The man identified by them as Christopher looks stunned.  The indian pulls off
a wig of young black hair.  You can see the graying razor straight hair of
DragonEyes.  Make-up must be hiding his distinctive facial features.

DragonEyes: "I figured the Universal Brotherhood button would throw anyone off,
as to who you were meeting.  We cannot have people following us.  Bruce get us
out of this hell hole."

Scarface: "With pleasure."

The van starts moving.

+++++ End clip

Moral of the story might as well be this, don't assume your Mr. Johnson is as
naive as he looks.  Chances are he didn't get to his position in whatever
organization by being a fool.

Oh, I can't wait.  I get to spend a week in New Orleans.  Nothing like
celebrating New Years in the French Quarter!  I can't wait. ]<<<<<
        -- Scourge <12:00:00/12-21-55>

***** PRIVATE: Trixie, Freddy Frypp, the Whistler
>>>>>[About fraggin' time.  I cant even take a piss around here without someone
looking over my shoulder to check out my equipment.

I woke up this morning and everyone was gone.  DragonEyes left me a note
saying that they will be back later...something about picking up a friend
and that I should keep myself out of trouble.

I dotn know if they (dragon eyes, blitz or scourge) got the messages to
you that I asked them to mail out so I am going to do it myself.

Im doing fine.  Im alive.  Feel a lot better.  Now if I can only
shake this damned headache I will  @!^WQF  *****Link Terminated*****]<<<<<
        -- Kor <20:16:47 / 12-21-55>

***** Private: Trixie
>>>>>[Geez, you remind me of one of my ex-girlfriends, she couldn't
stop talking once you got her wound up, either.

Gaddamn whippersnapper, if I can find my teeth I'm gonna box your
ears....

Ya know, I hate to remind you of this, I may be eighty, but I don't
look a day over twenty-two.  Let's see how good you look in sixty-some
years....

Anyway, if yer that worked up over it, we can give you a lift to LAX.
I make a point never to fly out of San Fran.  The place is crawling
with Marines.

Yeah, I talked to whatsername about the sims, wish I woulda paid more
attention, though.  How well does your system incorporate magic?  The
one we're using now is total crap for anything but straight
firefights, it doesn't even handle fistfights well.  I'll get back
about that sometime after the New Year.

We were just blowing a hole in the "demarcator" so some friends
could get in.  They were coming in slow and heavy and didn't want to
worry about dodging patrols.  And yes, we are enjoying our money,
thank you very much.]<<<<<
        -- Freddy Frypp (15:25:15 / 12-21-55)
           President
           Frypp Security, Inc. (CFSM Uplink #5150)

***** Private: Kor
>>>>>[Hey, pal, havin' fun yet?  Glad to hear your alive.  Even if
you do have to be concious for it.  <GRIN>]<<<<<
        -- Freddy Frypp (15:26:34 / 12-21-55)
           President
           Frypp Security Inc. (CFSM Uplink #5150)

***** Private:  Freddy Frypp
>>>>>[ Hmmmm.  The dataspecs we need are of these variants: **databurst**
As we understand, they are operating primarily in the Yucutan peninsula area.

Also, we require this cargo **databurst** for transport into the island of
Jamaica, where certain agents of our knowledge will be waiting for it.  If you
can acquire **databurst** for them as well, we would be ... grateful.  Mostly
monetarily, of course.  ;-) ]<<<<<
        --  OS^2 (13:47:11/12-21-55)

*****Private: Fenris
>>>>>[I think we've got all 3 of your runners set up... I am a mage,
and my friends Tarkis and Whisper are combat types... but if you want
one of us you have to take all of us. Please send reply as to whether we
are hired ASAP. Thank you.]<<<<<
        --  Zarkon <20:25:34 / 12-21-55>

*****Private:Whisper, Tarkis
>>>>>[OK, the Mr. Johnson on this one is Fenris. The run will be led by
a fairly powerful Wolf Shaman. Compensation is 60K nuyen apiece (less
you wanna argue that?). Here's the catch: We can't kill anyone. Beat
the stuffing out of 'em, but no killing if possible. Oh, well,
nothing's perfect, neh?]<<<<<
        --  Zarkon <20:31:57 / 12-21-55>

*****PRIVATE: Buzz & Co.
>>>>>[Wouldn't advise headin' to Springfield, lad. Ain't nobody home in them
quarters. Try checkin' out the action in the Carbondale / Murphysboro scene.
It's hot & heavy this time of the season, all the students hittin' the high
road and the locals swarming in hordes to reclaim their city... Makes one
wonder who the enemy is, and who the friends, though usually the pointy ears
give the good guys away point blank.

Anyway, check out the action, like I said, and if you can get a couple
meathooks into the local scene before the Fo5 gets a lock on you, all the
better. Me, I'm learnin' exactly how unpleasant underground can be when there
ain't no concrete basements.]<<<<<
         --  Dragonfly (00:12:55 / 22-DE-55)

[Establish Group Humanis Hater's Club: Buzz & Co., Kovak, Dragonfly,
Damselfly, Nightwing, Necropol, Jolly Roger, Housefly]

*****PRIVATE: Humanis Hater's Club
>>>>>[OK, y'all, I've set up the encrypt standard for groupwide
communications. Necropol, I don't know if you're wanting to come on board or
not, but if N'gase isn't running the nets yet, I trust you'll forward to him
until we get the link established. I won't be able to make that meet myself,
my exposure to popular society being at a premium these days, but if one of
the other gentlemen wouldn't mind making that date... Buzz, on your way in?
Necropol, could you forward the briefing data to him?

Word has it Buzz has some intel. Jolly Roger may have, I can't tell.
Damselfly has been busy... I'll let her tell you about our
entertainment-spell briefing -- and I have, too. Can anybody out there tell
me what the hell a podunk town like Anna is doing with mainframes that run a
three or four layer Red / Orange system? Hell, the LTG is a really dark
Green, but you get into any of that governmental stuff, you're talking
serious code integrity. And I could be wrong, but before my Analyze suite
crashed, I thought I saw some old-model Black sitting on the third layer SAN.
Umm. Wouldn't advise checking that out in the next couple days.]<<<<<
         --  Dragonfly (stepped on a landmine)

PRIVATE: Humanis Hater's Club
>>>>>[The elf-woman is mostly right. I think that she may underestimate the
full force of our opponents, yet she seems to have a fundamental grasp of the
issues.

Nonetheless, I would like to point out that my own journey into the fallow
reaches of astral space reveals an organic layer beneath the first floor of
the utilities building. This, of course, suggests mana is being toyed with in
the depths of earth.

Now I think that this must be straightforward enough even for the metalhead,
yes?]<<<<<
        --  Jolly Roger (02:19:43 / 12-22-55)

PRIVATE: Humanis Hater's Club
>>>>>[Well, Housefly, I think maybe when Buzz arrives we might have another
try. And maybe this time we'll try something fancier...

I could be mistaken, but I don't think anyone's even been down to Jonesboro
yet, have they? We should maybe try getting someone a little less likely to
be shot on sight to head down there. This doesn't mean you, 'Roger. I think
that after last night's little escapade with the C'dale Police even *YOU*
might consider laying low for a while. >>encrypted<< is where Dragonfly and I
have crashed, and I wouldn't mind having an extra brain around... Dragonfly's
brain is so busy playing with his time/date stamp...]<<<<<
        --  Damselfly (02:45:43 / 12-22-55)

***** PRIVATE TO: Humanis Hater's Club
>>>>>[Hehehe, nice encryption handle there, Dragonfly. N'gase is en route
Carbondale already. ETA four hours from now. Rogers, tell him about your
astral discoveries. It will be a pleasure for him to check out just a
little bit deeper. (He always told me about "my spirits are strong", but
I took it for wizard's blahblah till I first saw him roasting a mage by
something he called "astral-physical-grounding" or some drek... :) )
Ok, N'gase will check up the board when he has arrived. Play easy on him,
he isn't much into tech.

Mind if I stay within this exclusive group? I'd like to keep informed on
things!]<<<<<
        -- Necropol <12-22-55/02:55:02>

***** PRIVATE: Humanis Hater's Club
>>>>>[Damselfly, you seem to ask for me. *Grin*. OK, I'll check out Jonesboro.
Any special wishes on the information, or just general overview?]<<<<<
        -- Nightwing <12-22-55/03:01:44>

***** ENCRYPTION ACTIVATED - PRIVATE TO: Humanis Hater's Group
>>>>>[st test

I have arrived in Carbondale. I hope this thing Necropol has given me works.
Rogers, I will do an astral recon soon. You're in a mind to join me? If not,
please give me all information you have gathered. This organic matter within
the building worries me.]<<<<<
        -- N'gase <12-22-55/06:30:09>

***** PRIVATE TO: Humanis Hater's Group
>>>>>[Youch! This is no fun. I pried into the Anna LTG - boy, I haven't seen
such tight security since my times in Tokyo! I didn't get deeper than the
second SAN without revealing my presence. I'm trying to make contact to an
old buddy of mine; perhaps she can dig deeper.]<<<<<
        -- Necropol <12-22-55/06:35:21>

***** PRIVATE TO: Mage's Inn
***** Encryption Protocol Black Dragon
>>>>>[Cat, ol'pal, excuse my disturbing your privacy. I think you might be
interested in this. Humanis take-over enclave, Anna, Illinois. Red-hot sec,
phys sec 0 to 00. If you're bored sipping Vodka straight, sink your fangs
into it.]<<<<<
        -- Necropol <12-22-55/06:38:33>

***** PRIVATE: Humanis Hater's Club
>>>>>[Whee! That was fun. Like a big roller-coaster! I like that. Can we do
it again, Damselfly? I 'specially liked the funny little guy that whooped and
went 'way when we took off. And we move so fast! When can we do it again,
huh?]<<<<<
        --  Housefly (02:32:51 / 12-22-55)

*****PRIVATE: Humanis Hater's Club
>>>>>[Well, Dragonfly is still a little shaken by the whole thing, but I
thought the simulation went rather well. Of course, my astral recon hasn't
provided much in the way of physical data -- just enough to know that any
magical resources in town are pretty much locked into Town Hall. That place
is covered in some kind of vegetable matter -- looks similar to ivy -- which
I am not familiar with. Smells like magic, though.

Apart from that, I've got some pretty good data on warm bodies, and enough
dead matter to know that they've got lots of death-throwers and a couple
extremely complex moving death machines. My guesses (I think ol' Rog will
back me up here) is that these are our hardened targets, with some vehicular
support as well.

Otherwise, it's safe to say that the population is by and large well armed.
Oh, and some random technological complexities outside the perimeter. Looks
like booby traps, maybe. Not bad for astral scouting, hey?]<<<<<
        --  Damselfly (01:32:44 / 12-22-55)

*****PRIVATE: Humanis Hater's Club
>>>>>[We'll head to Carbondale and thence to Jonesboro.  We need to check out
the equipment that the people here have.  From the look of things, Anna is
HEAVILY defended.  We'll give details at a meet if someone will establish a
time and a place, I'm not that familiar with the area.]<<<<<
           --Buzz (The one the only...Human Bee in the Matrix)

*****Private: Zarkon, Whisper
>>>>>[ Darn no killing, oh well nothings perfect, and I do need the money
cause I am not in the mood to draw money out my my account cause then my
parents would know where I am.  Ok I promise to bring my brass knuckles
and hit the whole time.]<<<<<
        -- Tarkis <Mental/Case>

*****Private: Zarkon, Tarkis
>>>>>[ Awsome, beating up people is what I do best, hey Tarkis do you
still remember those combat skills I taught you?]<<<<<
        -- Whisper <Hired/Killer>

*****Private: Zarkon, Whisper
>>>>>[ Oh course I do, what do you think I use all the time.]<<<<<
        -- Tarkis <Mental/Case>

>>>>>[You're on-line these days, N'gase? Well! Tell ya what, let's grab the
elf-woman, too, afore we go. I think I saw a watcher out there the other day,
and I don't want to be alone when it hits the fan.

Hey yeah, what do you know about vampire huntin'?]<<<<<
        -- Jolly Roger (17:00:12 / 12-22-55)

*****PRIVATE: Humanis Hater's Club
>>>>>[Stick around if you want, chummer. I got no gripes. And it ain't like I
could really kick you out or nothin', is it?]<<<<<
        -- Dragonfly (burning from the inside)

*****PRIVATE: Humanis Hater's Club
>>>>>[Um. Let's set up a tenative briefing at >>encrypted site and time<< and
then we'll see what we can do about getting out to Jonesboro. My bike is a
bit visible, but I'm willing to burn the extra rounds of ammo if someone gets
a little too inquisitive.

I just don't much care for the wide open spaces... too much room for the
heavy artillery to take potshots.]<<<<<
        -- Dragonfly (18:22:44 / 12-22-55)

*****PRIVATE: Humanis Hater's Club
>>>>>[You see what I mean about the LTG, huh? I've got an offline storage
unit that I'm loading up with single-shot cutters, but I'll be honest -- it's
got me worried. I think that full Masking Mode will be requisite, and my
prelim scan of the Gov. Matrix indicates that they only got local security
wired in there. Looks like the perimeter is Matrix-independent. Anyone gets a
better look, fill me in.]<<<<<
        --  Dragonfly (18:32:10 / 12-22-55)

*****Private Fenris
>>>>>[ OK, old wolf, the applicants check out...
+++++Include: History.wtz.doc ]<<<<<
        --  Courier <23:04:29/12-23-55>

*****Private: Whisper, Tarkis, Zarkon
>>>>>[ All right, you three have the job, however I have seen fit to
alter the format slightly, provided he agrees Doomsday will also be
joining the team. If you haven't already guessed I am the wolf shaman and
team leader, Doomsday will be my second in command, and matrix overwatch
will be handled by a decker known as Courier...

The target for the run is an office building held by Star Financial,
security presence is high standard corp, and, as I said, there is to be
zero fatalities.

+++++Include: Plan.doc
+++++Include: Security.procedures.doc

Alright, you all should notice the elevator that doesn't appear to go
anywhere, ground floor, east wing, that's the target, or, more
specifically, where it leads. Zero intel on where that is, and we will be
cut off from matrix support once inside it. ]<<<<<
        --  Fenris <23:31:42/12-23-55>

*****Private: Doomsday
>>>>>[ Well Doomsday, if your interested, your in chummer, I believe
Shadowfox is in deep drek, although I don't think there is much anyone
can do about it, at this point anyway... I have Courier out snooping for
hints, but if he took my advice he'll be safe enough, for a short time
anyway.

+++++Include: Briefing.doc
+++++Include: History.wtz.doc ]<<<<<
        --  Fenris <23:35:03/12-23-55>

*****PRIVATE: Humanis Hater's Club
>>>>>[Your bike won't be that conspicuous if you've got a Blitzen.  I've got
one as well as some of the rest of my group.]<<<<<
          --Buzz (The one the only...Human Bee in the Matrix)

*****PRIVATE: Humanis Hater's Club
>>>>>[We are NOT part of his group, he's a part of OUR group.  Is that
understood Max?]<<<<<
          --Firefox (23:45:30 EST/12:22:55)

*****PRIVATE: Humanis Hater's Club
>>>>>[Yes, Liselle.]<<<<<
          --Buzz (The one the only...Human Bee in the Matrix)

*****PRIVATE: Humanis Hater's Club
>>>>>[Stop arguing over terminology!]<<<<<
          --Bloodtooth (23:50:30 EST/12:22:55)

***** PRIVATE TO: Humanis Hater's Club
>>>>>[Yes, I'm here. We'll speak details at the meeting, but yes, I have
experience with vampires. But that's not what worries me. We'll have to
have a closer look at these organic layers.]<<<<<
        -- N'gase <12-23-55/01:34:47>

***** PRIVATE TO: Humanis Hater's Club
>>>>>[Arrived at Jonesboro. Situation bad but so far not critical. Defense is
being organised by some shadow-type leader. Not much time. Report more later.
Over and out.]<<<<<
        -- Nightwing <12-23-55/02:07:55>

*****PRIVATE: Humanis Hater's Club
>>>>>[What? Nightwing's already in Jonesboro? I'm going. Where's that troll?

N'gase, if you're still interested, I'll be doing a fly-by in an hour or two
-- no sense wasting the time I spend on the bike.]<<<<<
        --  Jolly Roger (07:26:32 / 12-23-55)

*****PRIVATE: Humanis Hater's Club
>>>>>[Just a note to y'all. If you see any repo-lookin' types headed our way,
send 'em after the trog. He doesn't seem to want to take that vidcam
back.]<<<<<
        --  Jolly Roger (07:28:12 / 12-23-55)

***** PRIVATE TO: Humanis Hater's Group
>>>>>[Yo chuck! I told you of the good friend of mine who would do some deeper
digging into the Anna LTG. I just found a LogFile of her first Matrix run in
my personal mailbox.

+++++ Begin Replay: LogFile 443-r6S6

The construct of the Anna LTG fills the screen.

(female voice) "Now let's see what these fraggers have in store..."

The silver paw of a big cat comes into view. The claws easily slice a hole into
the wall. Through the hole a SPU can be seen.

"Now wait. This is too easy. Let's try this one."

Suddenly, the edges of the hole in the wall start glowing a bright red. A silent
scream of a computer voice can be heard.

"Yeah. Like I would step into a trap THIS stupid."

+++++ Fast forward to 3324.3

A big SAN construct can be seen directly ahead, just out of sensor range.

"Ok, second layer. Be careful with this one..."

Three utility icons appear, swirl around and fuse together. Then they float off
towards the SAN, pause, and return.

"Hm. I like SpyEyes frames. So Red-4, Barrier IC, no Gray IC. Yeah, right."

The silver cat paw appears again, then suddenly turns transparent. Slowly, the
SAN moves closer.

"...slowly..."

A constant wall of lightning blocks the way ahead, but the persona sleazes
through it unharmed. Suddenly, the icon of a big medieval warrior in full armor
blocks the path.

"Black IC! Like I thought. But an older version."

Smoke pours into view, forms into the silouhette of a cat and moves left. The
warrior takes a step towards the silouhette, the persona passes through on the
right. A look back - the smoke cat vanishes, the warrior steps into its former
stance.

"Heh. Version 1.3, no better. Now, to the real thing."

++++ Fast Forward to 8547.1

SPU construct ahead.

(whistle) "Jeez. These don't come cheap. Blaster IC with Trace and Dump.
And a good one, too."

The persona moves closer towards the barrier. The paw comes into view and starts
slicing small pieces out of the wall.

"...zub-zero, girl... don't hasten... YOUCH!"

The screen blurs with swift motions. The icon of a huge Alien has ripped a part
out of the sleek silver Cat persona. Icons swirl around - the deck is recon-
figured to evasion mode, an attack frame is launched, smoke utilities activated.

"Drek... that hurt. Black AND grey IC! Bleeders..."

The Cat persona lashes out at the barrier, which crumbles. Inside the SPU, red
warning lights are flashing.

"Ah. I hate being forced to be swift."

Along a dataline and up to the next SAN. This one is a big green block humming
with power. Lightning crackles all over it, and the "air" reeks of ozone.

"I will not try my hands on this one with alert activated. But I've something
they will have to chew on."

A frame is launched towards the SAN. Shortly before impact, it disintegrates
into a cloud of spores. Each of the thousands of spores leaves a tiny dot on
the green surface of the construct.

"A neat little virus. In about 48 to 60 hours this SAN won't stand a chance
against me."

+++++ End LogFile

+++++ Start Video feed

A beautiful Eurasian woman smiles wearily.

"The IC there is no fun, Necropol. There's something in there for sure, or they
have just won a lottery and have money to spare. I'll get some sleep now,
recover and report back after the SporoVirus did his job."

+++++ End Video

Ok, guys. You heard my pal. Expect her Matrix report in three days. Good luck
down there.]<<<<<
        -- Necropol <12-23-55/04:44:21>

>>>>>[OF COURSE I'm in Jonesboro. Someone HAS to do the scouting, or no?

Stay low when making your approach, though. Air defense is more than tight
around Anna, and the Jonesboro defenders are a bit jumpy.

The leader of defense here is one Wildfire, that's all I found out. I couldn't
make contact to him, though, and they take me for an Anna survivor. (Isn't
disguise one beautiful trick?) I would like to keep this disguise for some
time. One never knows.

If you want to meet me, show up at >>location<<. I'll find you.]<<<<<
        -- Nightwing <12-23-55/06:48:01>

***** PRIVATE TO: Humanis Hater's Group
>>>>>[OF COURSE I'm in Jonesboro. Someone HAS to do the scouting, or no?

Stay low when making your approach, though. Air defense is more than tight
around Anna, and the Jonesboro defenders are a bit jumpy.

The leader of defense here is one Wildfire, that's all I found out. I couldn't
make contact to him, though, and they take me for an Anna survivor. (Isn't
disguise one beautiful trick?) I would like to keep this disguise for some
time. One never knows.

If you want to meet me, show up at >>location<<. I'll find you.]<<<<<
        -- Nightwing <12-23-55/06:48:01>

*****Private: Fenris
>>>>>[ sounds good, but as I understand, I am not allowed to kill
anyone...tell me if this is so..I just want to make sure.  Oh also, as in
experience I know that you will try to do a history check up on me, but...
the info you will aquire is not my real info, so don't rely on it at
all.  I will not give my real info either, I will explain why later.]<<<<<
        -- Tarkis <Mental/Case>

*****Private: Whisper, Zarkon
>>>>>[ Looks like we have a job to do, I just ran outa prozac also..OH
DARN!]<<<<<
        -- Tarkis <Mental/Case>

*****Private: Fenris
>>>>>[ Ahh thanx for hiring me, you will not be disappointed.]<<<<<
        -- Whisper <Hired/Killer>

*****PRIVATE: Humanis Hater's Club
>>>>>[I would suggest that she tag along with me instead of trying that
system by herself.  I donna think the Sporovirus will work.  If I am correct
they are using Expert IC.  I have designed Matrix systems in the past.  If
she should try the system, tell her to be careful.  ETA Carbondale: 1.5
hours.  Approximately, how long does it take to get to Jonesboro from
Carbondale?]<<<<<
         --Buzz (The one the only...Human Bee in the Matrix)

***** Private: Fenris
>>>>>[ Hoi Fenris.  Wonderrin' when ya would get back ta me.  Yes I'm in.  I'll
have ta travel a bit to get dere, but hey dat life!

Sigh.  Wish dere was some way to help Shadowfox out. ]<<<<<
        -- Doomsday <18:00:00/12-23-55>

*****PRIVATE: Humanis Hater's Club
>>>>>[If you're swooping through Murphysboro, just follow the remnants of 127
south. Can't be more than a half hour, even if you drive slow. But hey, stop
by & pick up the ol' 'flies, would ya? It seems much more comforting to be
blazing southward with many other lightly armored and highly vulnerable
members than going it alone. I'll buy the Guinness...]<<<<<
        --  Dragonfly (23:56:15 / 12-23-55)

*****PRIVATE: Humanis Hater's Club
>>>>>[Ah, a man after my own taste, I have some of me granddad's homemade
scotch.  We'll pick ye lads and lass(es) up and take ye along.  We'll have a
grand ol' time.]<<<<<
          --Buzz (The one the only...Human Bee in the Matrix)

PRIVATE: Humanis Hater's Club
>>>>>[Awright then. Let's do another Christmas on the road then. Meet me outsi
de Murphysboro at >>encrypted<< and we'll see about commandeering a building
or two. Sit down, have a couple frosty ones, and maybe a bad story or two.
Then we'll head to Jonesboro.

Anybody heard from Roger? Anyone?]<<<<<
        --  Dragonfly (12:25:55 / 12-25-55)

>>>>>[Merry you know what all, everyone.]<<<<<
        --  Dragonfly (12:25:55 / 12-25-55)

***** PRIVATE TO: Humanis Hater's Group
>>>>>[Oh, what a Christmas. I hereby forward the vid report Cat send me about
the Anna LTG.

+++++ Start video feed

The beautiful blonde has lost most of her appeal. Damp hair, dark rings around
the eyes and a very weary look are tokens that this Matrix run was no vacation.

"Greetings, pal. Report on Anna LTG."

Her voice is barely audible.

"Sporovirus softened third-layer-defenses, but did not prevent system from going
to internal alert. IC in third layer is first grade, *extremly heavy* compared
to first and second layer security. Positive on perimeter defense being Matrix-
independant. Black IC all over the place, even two or three party IC. No rele-
vant data in first three layers. Fourth layer possible. I left a Trojan Horse
virus within the system. Code is 05-R-42E1. In about 24 hours the guys in Jones-
boro should be able to sweep past the first and second layer SANs. You owe me
a favour, omae. I'm gonna sleep for at least 18 hours now. See ya."

+++++ End video feed

This gives me the creeps. Cat is a virus expert, and the Sporovirus is EXCELLENT
software. Either they have a fourth layer, which would rate this LTG among some
major Megacorp LTGs, or paydata is in offline storage only. I don't know what's
up there. I wish you good luck, fellows - pity I have own business to do.]<<<<<
        -- Necropol <12-27-55/05:36:17>

>>>>>[Well, Shields and I just got back from a surprise trip back to Quebec.
That was my Christmas present.  He took me home.   It's the first time in
several years that I've been home.  In fact, I haven't been home since my
father's funeral.  It was good to see my sisters again.  Shields is growing a
beard.  It looks sort of odd.  He hasn't shaved in a week.  He claims it's
"cold outside" so, the beard will give him the illusion of "warmth."  I'd
believe it if he ever went outside.  Haven't decided if I like kissing the
stubble yet.  It tickles my nose.  I hope everyone else had a happy
holiday.]<<<<<
        -- Jasmine < 9:15:34 / 12-27-55 >

>>>>>[Jasmine bought me a bunch of hardware for my deck.  I'm pumped!!!  You
should have seen the look on her sisters' faces when they saw her.  Jasmine is
now the shortest of the sisters.  Which is odd, she was always the middle one.
Jas has gone through a few changes this year, as you will all remember.  I
personally think she was the best looking of them there.]<<<<<
        -- Shields < 9:17:22 / 12-27-55 >

>>>>>[Oh, stop. **giggle**]<<<<<
        -- Jasmine < 9:18:00 / 12-27-55 >

*****PRIVATE: Humanis Hater's Club
>>>>>[Hi Guys. What's been happening lately? I just spent Christmas weekend
trying to out drink my mother. She's 60 years old and I'm 30. She won and
my 10 year-old daughter was laughing at me all through the hangover. I'm on
a farm in between Murphysboro and Carbondale.

Mom says you can use the farm for a safe-house or meeting area if you want.
Just let me know ahead of time so I can turn off the Sentry Gun.]<<<<<
          -- Kovak (17:30:34 GMT / 12-27-55)

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