Intergalactic Summit

I have failed and will be repaced by another specimen.

The Master has a message to be relayed to you.

Audio channel is briefly filled with oscillating static. The noise calms down, though continues to hiss quietly in the background. A sarcactic maie voice with noticeable Amarrian accent begins speaking.

"Greetings, good sirs and ladies of the Intergalactic Summit. I am sorry for any inconvenience my pet talking brain in a jar may have caused to you. I'd also like to pay respects to Lord Blake and Lady Vitalia; it's people like them who are keeping the Empire what it is.

My name was Seth. I am, or, more precisely, was three years ago, a scientist of the Hedion University. In 110 I have left towards Stain and Esoteria to study the remnants of the Nation. I still remember my last conversation with Aria Jenneth about purging the human soul of chaos - shortly before my ship jumped to HED-GP from Keberz.

"The Master" chuckles.

We all have our lessons. Those who are lucky live to learn from them.

But let's discuss our situation here. I mean, what we all can learn from our poor talking head?

Capsuleer dementia is a thing that's way too common. We have furries, Jovian princes of all sorts, 40-year olds who behave like they're 10, and many, many of those who simply love to see something bleed and scream at the push of a button. Tear extraction, ladies and gentlemen, must continue until there is nothing left to shed them.

But how we can tell if there is something real when everyone around is mad? Is that thing posting on IGS a True Slave with hacked temporary ID or just another egger who had too much boosters during his graduation party? Is that one really infected by rogue drones or he is just a raving madman? But what if he is really infected and self-replicating nanites from his bloodstream have already entered the station's water supply?

With the insane world around us, can we tell the real threats from the imaginary ones before they hit us in the head with a Khumaak? Events of what magnitude are passing us by, unnoticed or ignored by all except the few who are then also dismissed as madmen?

When I prepared my expedition to survey the ruins of Nation, to learn from their history, and, perhaps, to salvage some of their technology, you were calling me a fool. But it's 114, the Nation is all over your highsec, and who is the fool now?...

As about the former Slave, I think i'll trash the head. Must admit, the part about being empty inside made me cringe. Poor creature doesn't have anything to be empty except its skull anyway. But then again, it never went to school, someone had to teach it *that* aspect of communication.

Have a pleasant evening, ladies and gentlemen. Seth out."

Thank you for the compliment.




That should still be obvious.

Ooh, what's this... a direct line to Master Kuvakei himself?

Well... perhaps he'd like to explain why his forces are employing strategy considered UTTERLY OBSOLETE BY YC103 consistently and to the ever-predictable detriment to his forces?

I'm sorry to interject like this; it's just that, when I see such absolute strategic stupidity, I have to comment. My comment is this: Sansha Kuvakei, what the hell is wrong with you? If I had 10% of your resources, I could have this entire miserable cluster singing my name as their new national anthem. Presently, the only thing you're "master" of, is feeding capsuleer wallets. Pitiful.

The least you could've done is attempt to enslave me as your strategic coordinator. Frankly, I feel left out. And if I wanted to shoot mindless, predictable idiots, I'd have asked for an agent mission.

No.

Mind-flood Addicts Anonymous?

Ohh great, another one of you lot.

You had best get in line behind Stalingrad09

If I would tell people what I've seen, they'd think I'm crazy too. Heck, sometimes I think I'm crazy.
Thankfully I'm not so crazy that I tell the IGS what I've seen.

Oh yea him... funny.

I know. It was me. Consider the like to be yours, as it was the message that earned it, and not the messenger.

Peace,

-Ché Biko

Oh dear. That is an unfortunate choice of words. Given the other information that you have provided, I sadly must discount the entirety of your statements as nothing but an attempt at manipulation supported with guesswork. That is of course without an explanation of why trinary data would be important. You understand the necessity of such a precaution, non?