***** (PRIVATE): Blitzkrieg
>>>>>[ You have my address.  Access to Council Island is a little
hard to just come by, why dont you meet me at Lorenzo's.  Ill
be having dinner a little early tonight and if you want to
get a hold of me so we can talk, that would be the best place to find me.

Take care.  I have made arrangements with my group to lend their
support to this endevor.  There are few things more powerful than a
group of mages pissed off at once.

Send my reguards to your decker.  I only recieved one phone call about
this tinkering around.  Nice work.  We can talk about other things
face to face.   ]<<<<<
   -- Kor <01:42:07 / 10-01-55>

***** PRIVATE:  Kor
>>>>>[ Spirits, pal, you sure know how to grab someone's attention!

All I know about the Universal Brotherhood I learned from Doctor Doom.
Never tangled with 'em by name myself ... and now that I know what I know,
I don't ever want to.  You may ask, is the Doctor's info good?  Absolutely.
Not satisfied with my word alone?  Ask around, the man maybe hanging on
for dear life right now, but while he was still active, he had and still
has a very respectable rep.

At the low levels the Universal Brotherhood, or the UB as most everybody
calls it -- those who don't like it, anyway -- is not all that bad an
organization.  Big on those self-help, release your inner potential,
get-in-touch-with-the-real-you, support group, sorta psycho-babble.  And
it /does/ help some people ... at the beginning.

Most people think that the UB is some sorta pan-theistic hokey religion
akin to some of the other examples of Eastern pseudo-mysticism, and some
have claimed there's a connection between it and an organization from
back in the late twentieth century called Dianetics, also known as the
Church of Scientology.  Whatever its history, underneath this esoteric,
altruistic veneer is a far darker purpose.

Remember a simsense star from a few years back called Euphoria?  The
gripping finale to her career was the only role in which she died, and
then she sorta disappeared with the cred, it seems.

Lemme shoot something past you that just might blow yer mind:

What you saw was what really happened.

Shocker, eh?  Yeah, I didn't believe it either 'til I saw the Doctor's
files.  Unfortunately, they're all under lock and key in Hlidskjalf right
now, so what I tell you now is from my rather spotty memory.

The truth is that the UB are BUGS!  That's right.

Now, as you've probably guessed by now, this ain't public knowledge --
people get sued OR WORSE saying stuff like this out in the open without
proof -- or even /that/ well known in the shadows.  That's why this
message is encrypted.

You've heard of spirits of the forest, of the sea, and of the air, right?
Well, how about INSECTS?  And believe me, chummer, you don't want to be
around when they's hungry.

How's this for a little turn around, they'll be stepping on /you/.

It seems that at least some of 'em (again, this isn't first hand, but
what the good Doctor showed me almost made me cough up a lung) need human
bodies to ... well ... inhabit -- kinda like how some insects lay their
eggs in a competitor species' body.

These grotesque hybrids range from the semi-human (You may have seen one
of their many game-show-host charisma Public Relations Reps ... with the
odd, faceted eyes?  Take a second look ... remind you of anything?) to
the down-right alien.  I mean, so weird you freakin' throw a lot of lead
in their direction and don't even BOTHER to ask questions later except
like, "What the FRAG was that?"

The /real/ trick of the Brotherhood is that they seem to have some sort
of cooperation (and the details -- or just my memory -- is sketchy)
between the different species, or Totems you might call 'em.  Normally,
it seems, like in the wild, different Insect Totems fight one another ...
very very violently.  There's even a case in California where two towns
supposedly went to war (like red & black ants, almost) and pretty much
annihilated one another.  I'd like to be able to tell you some names, but
unless the boys can jog my memory, I can't bring it to mind.

Still, their purpose, you ask?  I'm no expert, but it seems they just lure
people in with all sorts of promises of unlock-the-secrets-of-the-mind,
wake-up-and-smell-the-coffee to feed their growing numbers.  They look at
us like a natural resource to be tapped, not as human beings.  One other
thing, not all the spirits need physical forms ... just like some normal
spirits don't need 'em.  And, like insects in the wild, they do have
Queen spirits.  Really nasty.

Specifics I can't give you.  I don't have any.  The only hard info I have
seen, like I said, is in Doom's possession, and he's not taking calls
right now.

*whew*

Well, like I said, it's a bit spotty ... but I hope you think you got
your money's worth.  If not, give me another ring, and the next memory
dump (the organic kind) will be on the house.

Oh, and if you find the info useful, don't thank me, thank Doom. ]<<<<<
        -- Jack Hack <04:15:31/10-01-55>

>>>>>[ Oh, and Kor, on the Dante thing:  I'm not involved 'cause I wasn't
invited to be, not that I feel snubbed, mind you.  I've got my own fish
to fry right now.  And I don't really think they need my help, considering
whoall's working on it.

And if you wanna get in touch with the late, great (and MUCH lamented)
Powerhouse's intended, Cerise, I suggest you contact Nightstalker or Raven
the Mage, as they are the ones most likely to be around her. ]<<<<<
        -- Jack Hack <04:16:41/10-01-55>

***** PRIVATE:  Kor
>>>>>[ Oh, and on the each of us wagin' our private little wars, well ...
For the longest time it was just me.  I fought for a safe place to sleep,
stayin' alive, and my piece of the pie / a.k.a. stayin' afloat.

Then I met a bright, impressible lad, Hangtime.  /I/ grew up fighting,
but this boy was so wet behind the ears when I first met that combing
his hair was like the parting of the Red Sea.  Took the kid under my
wing and I'm teaching him as much as I know.

Sonic's not so inexperienced, he's just new to shadowrunning, and subtlety.

And I met a guy with real class, Doctor Doom.  He, and people I met
because of him, changed a lot of my perceptions about shadowrunners,
about people, about life in general ... comradery and self-sacrifice.

Now what I do isn't so selfish, because I know what its like not to be
all on your own ... to even have friends.  Like runnin' interference
during the Ganz shenanigans ... sure we were gettin' payed, but it was
a favor for a friend.

But just so you don't think I'm on some damn fool idealistic crusade:
So, I fight for me, for my associates, and for my piece of the pie ...
AND for the opportunity to, some day, die peacefully in bed. ]<<<<<
        -- Jack Hack <04:17:58/10-01-55>

>>>>>[You're repeating yourself Whistler.  Judging by the responses I've
been getting from a simple question, I'm begining to think you, Meriadoc,
etc. may be right. Unfortunetly, I've got a pair of chummers who've
started going to Universal Brotherhood meetings recently.  If there is
something "wrong" with these folks, I owe it to my chummers to get their
tails out of there post- haste.]<<<<<
        -- Irish <13:51:55/10-01-55>

***** Private: Meriadoc:
>>>>>[I'm starting to think I asked the worst possible
question in the world.  I still don't know what you mean
by insects, but the way everybody's acting is strating to
give me the willys.  I think I'll take you up on that offer
for  Raid weaponry.  By the way, its DMSO.]<<<<<
        -- Irish <14:14:53/10-01-55>

>>>>>[ Hey Courier, I think Fenris has finially stopped moving around,
boy did he leave a lot of false trails, without the thesis, I don't think
I could have tracked him. He's holed up at NF's old place out in the
barrens, has been for the last 8 hours, myself and Princess are heading
out to pick them up, Packman is already on site. ]<<<<<
        --  Akaila <19:03:17/10-01-55>

>>>>>[ Dammit, leaves false trails all over, then holes up under our
noses, by the way, I own that property now. ]<<<<<
        --  Courier <19:07:29/10-01-55>

>>>>>[ Drek, the watcher I had on them just reported multiple astral
forms zeroing in on his location, we are going the astral route, no time
to get there physically, how the hell did those pricks find them. ]<<<<<
        --  Akaila <19:07:58/10-01-55>

>>>>>[ Hmm, they probably have something on Brandon, think I'll deck into
the security system, give what help I can.

+++++Open: fay.pulp.seatac
+++++Login: Courier
+++++Password: ******
+++++Persona scan active: Scanning: Access granted
+++++Trace: Tracing: 2 life forms, projection room, basement
+++++Activate: Audio/visual link, basement, projection room

(A darkened room flitters into your view, within it, are two forms, a
well dressed and groomed orc seems to be harassing an elder human male,
cowering in a chair. In the front of the room, displayed on a large
screen is a frozen picture, it appears to be a zoom shot clipped from the
recording of Powerhouse's death, one of the less appealing frames.)

Fenris: Look Lowe, I'm sick of your denial, he (gesturing to Powerhouse)
knew nothing, he was murdered simply because he defended those whom he
cared about. Decide now, will you support blatant and indescriminate
murder. (As Fenris speaks a ball of light appears in his hand, growing
slowly.)

Lowe: (whining) But....

Fenris: But nothing, it was murder!

Lowe: (broken) All rig....

(Lowe stops mid-word, as behind Fenris, a wasp spirit forms, it draws
it's arm back, about to strike, but as the arm descends a spectral wolf
flys past both Fenris and Lowe, pushing the wasp back and knocking it to
the floor. Fenris spins as the wasps flings the wolf across the room, it
hits the wall heavily, and yelps, but the wasp is vulnerable, Fenris
quickly releases his spell, the wasp screams, then fades to nothingness.)

Fenris: Othello, go for help...

Lowe: What's going on...

(As the wolf disappears, more wasp spirits begin appearing in the room,
Fenris kicks open the door just behind them and shoves Lowe through)

Fenris: They are after you... quick, go through the door opposite.

Lowe: What about you?

Fenris: I am wolf, I will fight!

(Apparently the matter is settled, Lowe hesistates only a couple of
seconds before moving towards the other door, then the screen splits,
half shows Fenris join with the spirits, ducking there blows as he blasts
one, the other, as Lowe gets half way across the room, two spirits
manifest before him, as he cowers from them, one is sliced open from head
to toe, the other crackles with arcane energy, both scream, then
disappear. Your attention is then drawn back to the other screen, Fenris
is almost overwhelmed, but then the tide of insects is thrown back as two
earth elementals appear, some of the other wasps in the room seem to be
fighting invisible opponents.)

Fenris: What the? That was quick!

(More wasps are forming, in both rooms, but Lowe has reached the other
door and opened it, within you can see many strange article, such as
drums and rattles, as Lowe enters two wasps throw themselves at him, and
he screams, falling backwards, however both are rebounded off the open
door, smoke rising from their arms. At the other end of the room, several
wasps are trying to get at Fenris' back, but each is cloven in half by an
unseen assailant, while Fenris and the elementals are slowly harvesting
the other group of spirits.)

+++++Emergency: Lifeform approaching

Fenris: Someone else is coming, hope it's a friend...

(From a second entrance in the projection room a human male, dressed in
gang leathers rolls into the room pointing his arm at a turning wasp
spirit, which disintergrates as energy wraps around it.)

Packman: Hoi Fenris.

Fenris: Hoi Packman.

Packman: Boss aint to happy at you, you're lucky only her astral body is
here chummer.

(At this Fenris winces, it appears there is at least one thing the orc
fears, it is obvious now that the wasps will lose, the extra firepower
that Packman offers allows them to quickly clean up the rest of the
spirits.)

Packman: Boss wants you to come in, so does the other broad.

(Fenris looks confused)

Packman: The elf mage, she brought the elementals, come to think of it,
she wasn't to happy about you taking off either.

Fenris: Hmm, is she devastatingly good looking...

Packman: yep.

Fenris: Oh dear, I am in trouble, Princess wouldn't take too kindly to
you calling her a broad either...

Packman: Hmmph, they buzzed, said they had to destroy the wimps thesis,
or something like that.

Fenris: Oh Lowe, all that misleading for nothing, he had a thesis,
anyway, I think he'll play ball now, I'll deliver him to Blitzkreig, he
can ask all the questions

+++++Terminate link ]<<<<<
        --  Courier <19:24:42/10-01-55>

*****Private to: Freddy Frypp
>>>>>[Hmmmmmm...shall we make it a regular party while we're down there?

*evil grin*

Freddy, you married?]<<<<<
           --  Christopher Tarleton <Dark/Angel>

>>>>>[If you truely wish to gain the knowedge you seek, I can spare a
moment to talk to you Irish. The Brotherhood, like a masquerade, is not
what it seems.  Please do remove your chummers from their clutches.]<<<<<
        -Styx <18:44:12/10-02-55>

*****[  ENCRYPTED:Irish]*****
>>>>>{I think you have two options.  If your friends are still around in the
public view, you catch them when they are at home or their favorate hang
out.  Show them this *****[bug.gif]***** and tell them that they should meet
with me or a friend.  If they have already dissapeared into the depths of
the UB then all is probably lost.  Once they dissapear you have about 1 day
to get them or you should hang it up and get on with life.  I know that this
is a harsh thing to say, but it is not worth it to go banging into a place
lookin for someone when it realy won't matter in the end.]<<<<<
	--Meriadoc <09:57:17/10-02-55>

>>>>>[I agree, we should have a meeting.  The only prob is that these
channels are monitored by you know what.  On the affording issue, I try to
stay out of the running business here of late, because of the issue we are
talking about right now.  I have been doing another line of work, providing
people with *stuff* and info.  If the cause is urgent enough, I think I can
get a good price on said *stuff*.  Let me know.]<<<<<
	--Meriadoc <10:03:37/10-02-55>

>>>>>[Thank you Irish for bringing my "repetitions" to my knowledge.  It
appears that the deck I "found" has all sorts of problems with it, the
least of all echoing itself.  Or at least that's what Rage told me.  But
hey, I throw spells, not programs.  Everything should be fixed by now
though.  Thanks again.

By the way, I would strongly suggest getting your friends the hell out of
the Brotherhoods grasp.  All the rumors insects and similar such is,
well, shall we say, more than just rumors.

Second by the way.  You may want to stock up on someting more potent than
your normal off the shelf Raid (tm).  I've always used industrial
strength commercial brands unavailable to the general public, and those
did work, but not as well as you might expect.  That was when I had to
use it, in those certain situations I'm sure you can guess at.]<<<<<
        -the Whistler<16:27:39/2-10-55>

>>>>>[Hey the Whistler and Irish!  If you have bug problems, try
Styx.  Styx, she kills bugs dead!]<<<<<
        -Styx <22:35:32/10-02-55>

>>>>>[Whistler, I think that the R.A.I.D. rounds have something a little
stronger than off the shelf raid in them.  I am not sure, I have seen them
in use and it is not a pretty sight.  My buddy Ax calls them Really Awfull
Insect Destroyers.  She is a little strange though.  Too many close calls
with insects will do it to you.  I guess the next step in our disscussion is
to determine a where and when, right?]<<<<<
	--Meriadoc <07:12:94/10-03-55>

>>>>>[Great, another party in December!]<<<<<
        --  Aardvark (14:26:13/10-3-55)

>>>>>[Frag off.]<<<<<
        -- Freddy Frypp (09:00:01 / 10-03-55)
           California Free State Matrix Uplink #5150

*****NOT TO: Freddy Frypp
>>>>>[Hey, everybody, I want to appologize for Freddy.

Chris, asking Freddy about being married was a really bad idea.
'Course you couldn't have known.

He never talks about either of his wives, but I've done some digging
on my own.

It seems he married his first wife (also elven) around the turn of the
century.  She was killed during anti-metahuman riots.  No children.

His second wife (another elf) was pronounced dead the day after the
Battle of Redding.  Cause of death: "Irrevocable Fatigue and
Exposure".  The location of death is listed as: Yreka, CFS.  Again,
no children.

At the time of his second wife's death, Freddy was in Sacremento as a
high-ranking Tir diplomat's senior bodyguard.  Once the Tir offensive
stalled, the diplomat and Freddy both returned to Portland.

About two weeks later Freddy came to San Fran, alone, for good.

Make your own conclusions.

Sorry.]<<<<<
        -- Spark (09:30:45 / 10-03-55)

>>>>>[I've been kinda lookin' in on things from down here in the good
'ol Carib League.  Looks like somebody's pickin' a fight with the UB?
Am I right?

I myself have been recently plucked from their clutches.  If you need
somebody to guide you through a chapterhouse, I can offer at least a
little help.]<<<<<
        -- Jacamus (09:33:24 / 10-03-55)

<<<<<[What is the potential for gunrunning to the guerillas in Aztlan?]>>>>>
        --  Tunnel Rat  < 09:53:25 / 3-0CT-55 >

>>>>>[Why do you want to know how hard it is to run guns into Azzieland? 
Have you already taken the contract, looking into a contract or looking
for a contract? 

BTW, Tunnel Rat, you wouldn't be the same Tunnel Rat that runs around
underground here in San Fran, would you?  I wouldn't know even if I saw
you, the Tunnel Rat I know won't show his face above ground to anybody who
knows him and likes to meet in very dark, vile places.... 

For your sake, I hope you aren't.  The bastard I'm thinking of was
suppossed to infiltrate a pair of H&K heavies for me and they still
haven't shown.  If they don't magically appear on my doorstep by day after
tomorrow, I'm gonna hunt the scuzzy little flea bag down and dig him a new
tunnel....]<<<<<
        -- Freddy Frypp (10:45:54 / 10-03-55)
           California Free State Matrix Uplink #5150

*****Private to: Freddy Frypp
>>>>>[Whoah.  Sorry about that.  *deepsigh*

Well, when I come down, do you mind showing Patricia and I around the town?

Take care]<<<<<
        --  Christopher Tarleton <Dark/Angel>

>>>>>[ +++++Include trideo clip+++++

....yesterday evening, some 10 heavily armed assailants hijacked a Maxim
Armament Technologies shipment from thier facility in Berlin to the local
MET2000 armory.  Declared stolen were two hover transports and numerous cases
of assult rifles and munitions.  How the attackers were able to get wind of
the time-table and then separate the escort from the transports is unknown at
this time.  However, both the Security branch of Maxim Arms, the parent
corporation of Maxim Armament Technologies, and the MET2000 have pledged the
return of the stolen vehicles or thier destruction in order to keep them out
of the hands of dangerous terrorists.

This follows several weeks of related problems and a recall of all Maxim
Mantichor MBTs due to an armor problem, after one exploded when hit by a
glancing shot.  Maxim stock has been dropping on the news of these various
troubles, and orders have stalled.  However, recent indicatators show Maxim
recovering its position and previous stock value within the next few weeks...

+++++End trideo clip+++++
]<<<<<
        --  Trideo Pirate(13:10:39/10-03-55)

*****Private: Chris Tarleton
>>>>>[Sorry about, what?  I lost my temper, you couldn't have known.

Anyway, on to happier subjects.

Sure, I'll be glad to show you around town.  We'll hit all of the
sights.

Uh-oh, waitaminnit.  I guess I can't take Patricia to the geisha
houses, she probably won't enjoy the Officers Club... damn.  Ah,
well, the sanitized tourist package: Rick's, the Bridges,
Fisherman's Wharf, the trolleys, dinner at one of the best
restaurants that won't kick you out if your ears are pointy or your
skin isn't the right shade of yellow, maybe a bay ferry, a
helicopter ride at night over the bay, null sweat.]<<<<<
        -- Freddy Frypp (12:15:00 / 10-03-55)
           California Free State Matrix Uplink #5150

*****Private: Jacamus
>>>>>[ I wouldn't be broadcasting that you're willing to help out to loudly. It
tends to attract "UNWARRANTED" attention. Like the assassination attempt on
myself. At least that is the case if I read the attempt correctly. The people
who attacked me all had connections (somewhat deep -- had to do some decent
amount of digging to find out) to Universal Brotherhood. Coincidence? Maybe,
but in this time and era you don't live to long if you don't follow the
pattern. Another interesting fact that they all were of Irish ancestry. Maybe
someone is trying to tell me something. Nah. ]<<<<<
        -- Scourge <11:36:40/10-3-55>

*****Private: Meriadoc
>>>>>[I suppose that is correct.  I am unsure of what the nature of our
discussion would be, but being new in town, I am always willing to meet
new business partners.  I would suggest the Dante's Inferno (I believe I
understand the irony, given the current situation).  Meet me sometime
this Friday night.  The bartender in Heaven will be able to point me out
ot you.  Do try to get there early though.  The crowds can become
dreadfully large by 21:00...]<<<<<
        -the Whistler<12:10:45/3-10-55>

>>>>>[I hope everyone reads this post, becasue what I have to say is
important.  Mind you, all the data is second-hand, given to me by several
samurai friends (Facet and Duke) that decided to play merc down in
Aztlan.  They went to just kill people.  Not very good at subtlety are
they.  But they also made top cred just doing merc work.  They also
dabbled a little in gun running.  Made top cred for that too.  But they
had to spend almost all of it on medical expenses.  And these guys are
(meta)human tanks. These guys could take on all of Seattle Lone Star, and
give them enough ammo, they would win.  And Facet and Duke got their
hides skinned by the drek going on down there.  Not just heavy weapons,
but magic and paranimals and stuff nobodies evr heard of before.  So
unless your'e feeling extemely lucky, I wouldn't go south of the
border.]<<<<<
        -the  Whistler<12:19:15/3-10-55>

>>>>>[I'd like to retract my comment from earlier today.  My psychiatrist
has had me on several interesting drugs lately.  All of them make for
pretty colors and patterns.  A few even make me say things I'd really wish
I hadn't.  I have no desire to ever enter property of the Universal
Brotherhood, again. 

And I have French ancestry, if that matters.....

Thank you.]<<<<<
        -- Jacamus (15:15:15 / 10-03-55)

>>>>>[You should've clammed up while you were ahead, Jac-o.]<<<<<
        -- Freddy Frypp (15:18:00 / 10-03-55)
           California Free State Matrix uplink #5150

>>>>>[Nope, sorry, but I have no idea what you're refearing
to.  You see, nobody's bothered to tell me anything except:
Their REAL bad, you don't want to know, stock up on insecticide
etc.  Howseabout actualy telling me WHY the UB has everyone so
damn antsi?]<<<<<
        -- Irish <13:39:01/10-02-55>

>>>>>[God damn it!  Will someone, Whistler, Meriadoc, Styx, ANYONE pleas
tell me what the frag all this "insect" buisness is about?!?  I'm getting
sick of all the veiled comments! For the last time, I'VE NO IDEA WHAT THE
HELL YOU'RE ALL TALKING ABOUT!!!  I'm even willing to PAY for the info.,
just so I can understand all these dreking posts!]<<<<<
        -- Irish <13:44:14/10-02-55>

>>>>>[The guerillas pay good, Tunnel Rat, the problem is getting the
merchandise across the Aztec border.  Things might have changed, but as of
10 years ago the Northern Aztec border was a real pain to break.  Reagular
_and_ random patrols, both by infantry and aircav.  The patrols may or may
not have magical support.  Nice little suprises like monofilament
streached across rivers & streams, both above _and_ below the waterline,
etc.  And if you get caught, you're in for several months of pure,
unmitigated, hell.  Just thought you should know.]<<<<<
        -- Irish <13:53:22/10-02-55>

***** (PRIVATE): Irish
>>>>>[Irish, my friend please allow me to explain a little bit about
the bar scene here in Seatle.  Its not often that we get visitors
here from Ireland.

+++ include list of local bars, sorted by clientel
+++ include list of beers, sorted by viscosity levels.

**** ENCRYPTION: ON
Sorry about the drivel, hope you read far enough to actually catch this.
From what I have been able to gather:

        A couple nights ago there was an assasination carried out on a
couple of bystanders (I am assuming that, like a number of others, were
not without their guilt) at a warehouse likely out in the barrens. 
Someone was filming, as a joke I assume, a man, known to me only as
Powerhouse, and a woman, mage, named Cherise, having dinner.  During the
dinner the man proposed to the woman and shortly there after a scream was
heard.  The camera, as cameras as known to do, kept rolling as the scene
of the assasination unfolded.  The killers -- Wasp Spirits.  There were
some number (I have watched the footage many times and still havent gotten
an accurate count) of Spirits who handily and pretty damned quickly
dispatched of one nearly married Power House and I think one other. 

Personally I am NOT fond of insect shamans (well, not ALL of them dabble
in things tbey shouldnt) and less fond of them when they veil themselves
and recruit others unwillingly.  This is where the United Brotherhood
comes in (so I have been told). 

Wait, this might help: 

+++ include wasp_attack_warehouse

I have not yet checked into the United Brotherhood yet but I plan on doing
so.  IF there is something going on I would appreciate it coming to the
light so people can make informed choices rather than being coerced into
it. 

I might be able to give you more information later but for right now I
cannot. 
*** ENCRYPTION: OFF

I like Guinness myself but I am open to trying other things.  I once spent
a little time in Ireland as a student.  Would love to return to continue
my studying...do you think you could help?  Beer's on me. ]<<<<<
   -- Kor <16:35:49 / 10-03-55>

>>>>>[However, the trick is not to get caught.  Tunnel Rat, I also don't
recommend it, as I have done some work south of the border myself,
although it was quite a while ago.  It was hard enough then, I seriously
doubt that it got any easier.  But if you decide that you really want to
take the job, for a flat fee, I'll tell you some of what I learned.  It's
a bit outdated, but it should keep you alive until you can get the more
recent jazz from the vets.]<<<<<
        --  Action Jackson(18:01:12/10-03-55)

>>>>>[ Just so that all of you non deckers remember.  Information is
easily obtained, that includes this forum in Shadowland.  What this means
is that unless you use more private means of conversation, people who you
would rather not have reading your messages will probably read them.  So
if you are worried about something that may hunt you down and get rid of
you, don't let them know you exist.  Its much easier to find something you
know about.]<<<<<
        -- Spirit <Of the Matrix>

>>>>>[ CRUSH like Azzie-land, CRUSH eat lots of hot food.]<<<<<
        -- CRUSH <18:13:05/10-03-55>

***** Private: Kor
>>>>>[Thanks for the list of bars, Kor.  But I'm sorry to
disapoint you.

*** Encryption On:
        Thanks for the info. Kor.  At least now I know what
the hell everyone is talking about.   With the data you sent,
plus some from other sources, I _should_ be able to get my
chummers to stop dealing with UB.  Suffice to say I will cease
all requests for info concerning the UB or insects.  I owe you
a drink for this.  And by the way, this is a great way to
transfer info on the sly, thanks for showing it to me.
*** Encryption Off:

Actualy my family hasn't set foot on Ireland in at least six
generations.]<<<<<
        -- Irish <18:14:27/10-03-55>

*****Private to: Freddy Frypp
>>>>>[Tell ya what...okay, here's the deal.

We three - well, four.  I have someone who wants to meet you - will go and
hang around town for a nice long while...then whilst the other two are
shopping (or something *grin*) we can go hit the "specialized" places.

Hey, I took Patricia to that new place, "Leather and Lace"...ever been there?
The name is deceptive.]<<<<<
          --  Christopher Tarleton <Dark/Angel>

>>>>>[ Well it's done, I, with the aid of Princess started tracking
Lowe's thesis back, after a minor incident, no doubt meant to scare us
off, they cut thier losses and destroyed the thesis themselves, guess
they weren't in any shape to fight us off. Personally I was thankful,
they obviously didn't realise just how much those trials had taken out of
us.

Princess says she knows where you lot are holed up, so as soon as we are
capable of making sure no one follows us, we'll be around to join you, I
hate bugs. ]<<<<<
        --  Akaila <22:17:43/10-03-55>

>>>>>[Why do you want to know how hard it is to run guns into
Azzieland?  Have you already taken the contract, looking into a
contract or looking for a contract?

BTW, Tunnel Rat, you wouldn't be the same Tunnel Rat that runs around
underground here in San Fran, would you?  I wouldn't know even if I
saw you, the Tunnel Rat I know won't show his face above ground to
anybody who knows him and likes to meet in very dark, vile places....

For your sake, I hope you aren't.  The bastard I'm thinking of was
suppossed to infiltrate a pair of H&K heavies for me and they still
haven't shown.  If they don't magically appear on my doorstep by
day after tomorrow, I'm gonna hunt the scuzzy little flea bag down and
dig him a new tunnel....]<<<<<
        -- Freddy Frypp (10:45:54 / 10-03-55)
           California Free State Matrix Uplink #5150

>>>>>[ Sorry Freddy I'm not that Tunnel Rat. I work out of Chicago and I'm
looking for that contract in gunrunning. ]<<<<<
        -- Tunnel Rat ( 8:15:36 / 4-OCT-55 )

>>>>>[Nice to hear from you again, Jac! Are you allright? What's all this
fuzz about the UB about? Anyway, I hope they've fixed you.]<<<<<
        --  Aardvark (15:14:13/04-10-55)

*****Private: Tunnel Rat Chicago-style
>>>>>[Normally I wouldn't believe you, but a sparrow whispered in
my ear that an I-Marine patrol interdicted the SF Tunnel Rat a
couple nights back.

San Fran TR once told me that he could shoot straighter, bite harder
and run faster than anything he'd ever found underground.  Well,
apparently Rat couldn't swim worth a drek.

Hmmmm.... ever consider running weapons into San Fran?  The risks are
about even as with the Azzies.  Nah, never mind, you need to
experience the I-Marines before you can try to pull a fade on them.
I wouldn't want you to buy some cheap real estate on your first
solo trip.]<<<<<
        -- Freddy Frypp (09:04:22 / 10-04-55)
           California Free State Matrix Uplink #5150

*****Private: Chris Tarleton
>>>>>[Hey, now, I don't want Patricia getting pissed at ME for
leading you astray!

"Leather and Lace"???  You've got my attention!  Never been there,
though.  Next time I'm in Seattle, though I gotta see it.

So who's this friend of yours?

Well, those H&K heavies got "lost" in transit.  I shoulda known, they
were just damn to big.  I figured I'd need to sneak them into town
(the I- Marines frown on fully automatic, 12.7mm hunting rifles) and
my smuggler contact got himself offed.  Sorry.

When will you be arriving?]<<<<<
        -- Freddy Frypp (09:15:00 / 10-04-55)
           California Free State Matrix Uplink #5150

*****Private: Freddy Frypp
>>>>>[Patricia knows that I've already been lead astray...=)

Leather and Lace is a great place to go.  Good food, good scenery (of both
sorts)...

But anyways, you have to meet someone.

We'll be down in, oh, two-three days.]<<<<<
         --  Christopher Tarleton <Dark/Angel>

***** (PUBLIC):
>>>>>[ *** Diagnostics:  ON
+++ Connection...ok
+++ Link...ok
+++ Filters...ok
+++ Autotraceback...NOT INSTALLED
+++ Panicbutton...ok
*** Diagnostics:  OFF

HELP.  There is something wrong with my deck.  Either that or someone
has been tampering with the shadowbbs' message base.  I just got a
great deal of gibberish this morning when I read the download of my
mail.  Bear knows that I am not a Wiz with this thing yet so it could
be me.  Does anyone out there know of a good legal (Lets you know the
type of people I associate with when I need to specify legality rather
then illegality) place where I can get my deck checked out?

Tunnel Rat:  You might want to be a little more careful about where and to
whom you broadcast needs of that nature, that goes for you too, freddy.  I'm
sure that there are more than a few people who would be happy to take that
information and file it away for future use.]<<<<<
	-- Kor <11:39:33 / 10-04-55>

*****Private: Chris Tarleton
>>>>>[The suspense is killing me.  Who am I suppossed to meet!?]<<<<<
        -- Freddy Frypp (11:40:40 / 10-04-55)
           California Free State Matrix Uplink #5150

>>>>>[Hey, Aardvark.  Whuzhappenin'?

I guess I'm working fine. Daily runs on the beach, weights,
psychotherapy, health food.  I'm doin' great, I think.  Bored
out of my mind, but in good shape.  Thanks.

I really don't know what's up with the UB, this time.  Sorry.]<<<<<
        -- Jacamus (12:00:00 / 10-04-55)

*****Private: Freddy Frypp
>>>>>[Her name's Karen.]<<<<<
         --  Christopher Tarleton <Dark/Angel>

*****PRIVATE:  MATRIXSTER, SKAVEN
>>>>>[Hello, terms, just wanted to let you know what I'm up to
here in the Smoke.  The Elders have got me scoping some plazzy
outfit called the Universal Brotherhood, i'm sure you've scanned
'em, they're all over the yank sprawls.  They're a real strange
lot, definitely aggro, in on lots of dodgy work here, but they're
silky about it.  Anyways, I've scoped these two UB haircuts doing
legwork on some septic by the name of Scarface that's mopping out
here.  The UB say he's got scars all over his face, maybe his
body, like a hot net got dropped on him.  I doubt the sep is
barefoot, but i'd like to reach him before the UB does and have a
conversation with him.  Can you do a datasearch on him for me?
Word on the street is that he's a bloody slint, and he's got some
kind of oppos after him, whether its the UB or something else I'm
not sure.  I figure his jam hole is either in the Squeeze or the
Undercity, and I ain't seen him in the Squeeze.  Gotta
flow!]<<<<<
        -- Shetani <08:22:23/10-04-55>

*****PRIVATE:  SHETANI
>>>>>[Geez, Shetani, every time you go back to the Smoke and
flirt with the Knights your accent and slang reach new levels of
incomprehensibility.  What the frag is "aggro"?  Nevermind, I'll
spin off the net searches yesterday and let ya know.  BTW,
there's been lots of buzz here about the UB lately, altho i
haven't really followed it.  I do remember a trid shot of some UB
execs getting geeked at SeaTac, plus something about a runner
that got geeked.  I'll scan it and post it.]<<<<<
        --  maTrixster <09:32:45/10-04-55>
+++++ Initiate file search.  Parameters:  Scarface, Universal
Brotherhood
+++++ Tracker released -- file search initiated.

>>>>>[Wow! Beach, health food? I think you're doing better than most of
the runners I know, Jac. Lucky you.]<<<<<
        --  Aardvark (14:34:13/10-05-55)

*****Private: Freddy Frypp
>>>>>[Freddy thanks for the thought. I might take you up on the deal, but I
>>>>>want to find a good contract. I bought a C-260 Titan cheap from my Merc
>>>>>teacher. It's got some good equipment, but I need a job to pay the
>>>>>bills.]<<<<<
        -- Tunnel Rat (08:52:25 / 5-OCT-94)

***** NOT TO: Freddy Frypp
>>>>>[Maybe I do, 'Vark, but the sessions with the head-pshrinker are
starting to wear thin.  I need a little action.]<<<<<
        -- Jacamus (09:15:23 / 10-05-55)

>>>>>[Okay, this message is mainly for Spirit<Of The Matrix> but this goes
for anyone who has a problem with me.  I don't know who you are chummer,
but I didn't much care for your last post.  Normally I pride myself on my
professionalism, but you pushed the wrong button at the wrong time.  I've
been running the shadow for 5 years now.  Before that I spent just over 4
years in a corporate black ops team.  Don't ever tell me how to handle my
business.  If anyone has a problem with this post or with me, then try and
get a piece of me this Friday night at Dante's Inferno.  I haven't lived
this long with out being _very_ good at what I do.  So back off.  I've
messed with worse than the Brotherhood, and I'm still around.  I'm not
invincible, and I'm far from perfect.  But I do know how to run my
business.  I'll be waiting for anyone that wants to talk, or that wants to
start something.  You know where to find me.]<<<<<
        --the Whistler<13:10:17/10-5-55>

>>>>>[Chiller out chummer.  I don't think she meant it personal like.]<<<<<
        --Rhino Chaser<13:52:42/10-5-55>

>>>>>[Probably true, but what I said still stands.  By the way, Meriadoc,
if you still want to talk to me, then you can find me at the Inferno
Friday night.  I might be busy though, so if you want to meet somewhere
else, name the time and place.  Preferably public, like the Evergreen
Kingdom.]<<<<<
        --the Whistler<14:53:52/10-5-55>

>>>>>[ AJIFEfq8379871234@#$%136  drekkin' link.

It's me again. Seems like I'm still a hunted man. More people looking for
me. Time to disappear. But since your probably curious, and tracing
this... I might as well say it.... I'm in London. Oh drek! More company.
2$#^%@^@%

+++++ link terminated at source ]<<<<<
        -- Scarface <16:33:05/10-5-55>

>>>>>[ Commander Drake, HAMMER, and Shadowfox... I never thought I would think
it would be possible to have such a low opinion of you....

Commander Drake, you show a lacking in finding a fitting revenge for one
person.  Sure you defeated him physically, but do you truly think that matters
to one who is so numb from running - numb from fighting?  No, it's merely a
vacation for him.  And probably a better one than he can afford normally too.
Most of what he has done in the most recent past has been one large bill.  Such
shame.  Almost like capturing a domesticated dog.  Only a mere matter of time.

HAMMER, on the other hand, at least shows some creativity in getting thorns
removed.  He doesn't have infinite resources like some here may think, yet he
gets the job done.  Did he truly care about Shadowfox or Doomsday?  Oh sure
he'll say that they were upmost in his concerns and the state's.  But let's get
real.  They don't know the German government like I do.  I represent to the
German government what Shadowfox is to the Sioux government.  Only I know more
than he did about the state of current affairs.

So what does HAMMER do?  He goes after everyone he can find that was connected
to me.  I'm not sure how it was pulled off, but unless I'm mistaken, there
should have been no reason for Universal Brotherhood to go after DragonEyes.
That effectively throws in Blitzkrieg and Scarface (no, I still haven't figured
out a reverse to the spell) to the mess.

Shadowfox, Doomsday, and I ran into peacekeeping troops in Africia.
Interesting considering the fact that the merc force that we were in was
specifically hired to free slaves down there.  Interesting when you add to that
the small little insignificant fact that MET2000 was the troops used to keep
the peace as it was.  Also, it's kind of neat that soon after they arrived
there was a break up of the merc forces.  The evidence I received points to the
fact that Shadowfox and Doomsday caused the break up.  I find that hard to
believe.  Shadowfox's past would indicate that he would sooner cut his own
throat then kill 20 good people under him. Doomsday is about the same...

But yet, I find it interesting that a Japenese hit team almost caught me by
surprise.  Shadowfox, you care to explain your gift?  I didn't cause the break
up.  I was just trying to keep alive, and you ended up in Sioux territory.
Doomsday must of figured out something because he went to Germany of all
places.

So Shadowfox, you know what I think?  I think you don't care about the others.
You are content to lie down the gun, even though in your gut you _know_ I
didn't cause the break up; even though you _know_ that Doomsday had no good
reason to be in Germany.  Still you sent a hit team after me.  Guess your
afraid because I know to much of you.

Where does that leave me?  I don't know.  I guess it leaves me in a world
without friends.  Well, it looks like those are overrated anyway.  How have
your dreams been?  Mine have been far too typical as of late. ]<<<<<
        -- Nightmare <17:05:06/10-5-55>

***** Private: Blitzkrieg
>>>>>[ I know you still don't like me.  In matter of fact, I don't expect you
to ever truly forgive me.  To be truthful I haven't forgiven myself, either.
You are in trouble.  I don't know much about what the Universal Brotherhood
represents, yet it seems that you and your friends are in dire need of aid.
I'm more than willing to help out.  But I will only help out if the request
comes from you.  Think carefully about my offer. ]<<<<<
        -- Nightmare <15:08:50/10-5-55>

>>>>>[I understand certain people on this BBS are friends of one Scarface. 
I am looking for information on this man as he is currently facing an
unknown but apparently powerful threat to his life in London.  We have
reason to believe the UB is involved, and I see from previous posts they
are currently a hot item.  I have comrades in London who would like to
talk to him and perhaps help him defend against that which is hunting him. 
If you can help, please contact me at >>encrypted<< immediately.  Here are
my references, you'll find most of them come from Denver. 

+++++ Include:  'Trixster TattleTales

We are also interested in any information and plans against the UB.]<<<<<
        --  maTrixster < 07:15:42/10-06-55 >

*****PRIVATE:  SHETANI, SKAVEN, BRICK
>>>>>[OK, I pulled up several things on this Scarface guy, here's
one source's info on him:

+++++ Include:  Scarface Profile

You'll notice his rep is very good.  Also, he's apparently tried to
contact friends here from a position traced to somewhere in the Smoke.  I
tried a trace but his link was terminated abruptly. A bit too abruptly. 
Shetani & Brick, I think you should move on this guy NOW.  Shetani, if you
wear that simrig set up, I can link to your deck and monitor you from
here.  Just let me know when.  I'm trying to contact his chummers here and
see what info/help they can provide.]<<<<<
        --  maTrixster < 07:30:55/10-06-55 >

*****PRIVATE:  MATRIXSTER, BRICK
>>>>>[Allright terms, let's get to it before this guy gets
wraithed.  The UB rakkies were buzzing a few hours ago, I think
they almost nabbed him.  Brick, meet me at >>encrypted<< and
we'll go from there.  You know the Undercity better than I do.
I'll wear the simlink 'Trixster, so let's link at >>encrypted<<.
I've heard from several locals that this guy has a bad attitude,
so we should be prepared, good rep or not.  See you there!]<<<<<
        --  Shetani < 07:44:12/10-06-55 >

***** NOT TO: Freddy Frypp
>>>>>[Jacamus, you want action? There's lots of things happening at the
moment in Seattle, so you're welcome. Please don't take your pshrinker
along, I'm not very fond of those guys. See ya.]<<<<<
        --  Aardvark (14:30:13/06-10-55)

*****Private: Aardvark
>>>>>[What kind of action do you have in mind?  I've seen some of
Majikthize' eyeshots of you in action.  You seem to have your head
screwed on just crooked enough to make life fun.]<<<<<
        -- Jacamus (12:30:00 / 10-06-55)

>>>>>[ Sorry it took me so long to get this posted out here.  I've been
trying to sort out what happened, and in some parts I'm still confused.  I
suppose I'll just start at the beginning...

I was really surprised when Crashkit posted his first message out, and for
a while I thought it was a lure to get me back into the Doc Wagon game.
That's why my responses were so cryptic.  Now you have to understand that
I didn't know who this DragonEyes guy was, and
<sounds of someone coughing politely in the background>
Sorry, I get carried away.

I flew into Colorado late Thursday night, and met up with Crashkit at a
little club called the Teepee.  Nice place, kinda quiet.  We talked about
old times 'til about one, and then he finally got down to business.  Seems
he had a patient, designation Morrison, who had aquired a nasty wasting
disease.  I'd heard of the case, seeing as how I keep the channels open
with my old DW buddies.  Anyway, Crashkit managed to sneak me in for a
look, since I figured if I could help the guy, it'd save us a lot of
running around.  Not a chance.  Nastiest thing I'd ever seen, probably a
tailored virus.

Scourge had set us up transportation to the Zuni reservation.  We checked
into the Big Sur hotel, and were picked up Friday morning by a limo.  Had
to dress in a suit, and carry a briefcase.  After that we were driven to
an airport, where we changed into 'travelling' clothes, and were flown by
helicopter to a second destination.  Nobody spoke to us, and they didn't
seem receptive to conversation.  I didn't really want to know.  At the
second destination, we were provided with a jeep and a map.  Took us most
of the rest of the day to get to the contact site.

Crashkit had the right of it.  The place was eerie.  Felt dead.  Then I
saw why.  Two 'men', and I use the term loosely, had staked out a small
building off the main road.  Wierdest damn thing I've ever seen.  They
looked like something out of the old movie 'The Fly.' Astrally, they
looked even worse.  At that point I'm thinking embodied spirit, since no
sane person deals with insect spirits.  Crashkit noticed something wrong
with them, but I figured he'd panic if I explained.  Or maybe I would
have.

By the time we arrived at their previous location, they were already
across the street and trying the door.  It seemed to be locked.  One took
two steps back, and slammed into the door, shattering it.  He must have
been immensly strong.  Anyway, the other guy was right behind him, and
they plowed through the door.  About three feet in, the first guy struck a
barrier of some kind and bounced back into the second, toppling both of
them to the ground.

One of them had a radio, and I heard sounds from it, but I couldn't make
out what they were saying.  One of the guys spoke back, and I thought I
heard him say 'backup.' Crashkit and I decided to make our move before
they could get help, and started aroun d a building toward them.

I shouted 'NOW!' to Crashkit, figuring we had the advantage when they were
down.  Suddenly, DragonEyes came running out of the building, leaping over
the two downed men.  He made it about 20 feet before one of them shot him
in the back with a heavy pistol , knocking him down.

I'm not much of a fighter, but I know when to start shooting.  So I did.
It was just like in the movies, I fired a three round at the guy with the
pistol, and shot it out of his hand.  I'm not sure which of us was more
surprised.  I was expecting Crashkit to take him, but he ran for
DragonEyes, and the guy stepped over and caught him in the gut with his
shoulder in a kind of tackle.

By the time I got over my surprise, the other guy was two feet away from
me, and, well, he wasn't a guy any more.  He had this wierd claw/pincer at
the end of his arm, and he was swinging at me.  I knew it was over, but he
suddenly froze in place.  Had to be magic, but I didn't know from where.
I didn't really care either.  I was so scared I guess I went berserk,
screaming as I emptied the rest of my clip into this thing's torso.
Hysterical strength gives you great control over the weapon's recoil, I
guess.  I must have hit him twenty times.  There was blood everywhere.  I
almost puked when I saw it was green.

I ran for Crashkit, who was being strangled by the one handed guy.
Crashkit's eyes widened when he saw me approach, and he passed out.  I
scooped up the dropped Predator, and shot the guy six or seven times.
Somewhere in there he pulled a knife and cut me a bit, but I don't really
remember how or when.

Right around the corner, they had parked their van.  I grabbed Crashkit,
threw him inside, and went back for DragonEyes.  He was barely concious,
and trying to heal himself, but I could tell it wasn't working, he was too
damaged.  Reflexes kicked in, and I stabilized him, and put him in the van.

Something(s) slammed into my shoulder, throwing me almost the full length
of the van.  I could feel my right arm going numb as I climbed into the
driver's seat.  Thank god it had a steering wheel.  Two seconds later we
were on the move.  Crashkit woke up and asked what was going on.  I
shouted at him to close the back doors, since I knew it wouldn't take the
reinforcements long to get mobile.

The locals watched us drive by, with these blank looks on their faces.
Wierder and wierder.

They caught up with us real quick, and I was sure they had better
knowledge of the area, and at least one rigger.  No problem, I can
outdrive any wimpy rigger any day of the week.  Small arms fire punched
holes in the back of the van as we flew through the town.  I'd completely
lost two of the three vehicles, but the third was keeping up.  And one of
my tires was out.  It was time for drastic measures.  I tried to spin the
wheel to cut right, but my arm couldn't handle it, and we bounced off a
building an d back into the street.  It was looking bad.

DragonEyes woke up, and Crashkit helped him sit up and look around.  I
could see my Treats were barely holding.  The guy should have been out.
Anyway, he says 'Go left at the next road, and get on the main road out of
town.' Then he starts muttering.  A spell.  'It'll kill you, you fool." I
say.  He says "Can you outrun them?"  I gotta admit, not with one arm.

In what's left of the rearview mirror, I see something forming around the
van.  An illusion.  I wait until the last possible moment, and take the
left.  Behind me I see a van continue up the road.  I hang another left,
and we're clear.

I looked back, and DragonEyes was out cold.  Crashkit was working on him,
and I could tell he was alive.  Not a bad extraction.  DragonEyes with
some unhealed old wounds and a couple slugs being removed from his back.
Crashkit's voice won't be the same f or a while, but other than a few
cracked ribs and some bruises, he was okay.  Me, well as best I could
tell, twenty-seven stitches worth of knife and claw cuts, not too deep.
(Thank god for armored coats.) At least two small caliber slugs in my
right shoulder/arm.  God only knows what else.  I was feeling kinda
tired.  My old HTR team would have been proud.  Heck, they might even let
me carry a gun next time.


Got a chance to talk to DragonEyes, and learned a few things.  Even a bit
about healing.  Never really understood the Shamanic thing, but it's
interesting all the same.  I guess DragonEyes is going to continue along
dealing with this 'bug' thing, and I fi gured I'd go along for the
ride.]<<<<<
        -- Vorien <12:37:28/10-06-55>

>>>>>[ I hate when I find things like this...

+++++ transmit article

Universal Brotherhood continues to save lives.

Last night, there was yet another gang related attack on an individual.  The
person in question was Brian Mills, a medic on the Doc Wagon (TM) payroll.
The medic was rescued by a Pat Williams, a member of the Universal Brotherhood.
Mr. Willams brought Mr. Mills to the local chapterhouse, while desperately
evading the gang members.  A unnamed Lone Star offical stated, "Mr. Williams
should be applauded for his kind-hearted heroics in saving the life
of Mr. Mills."  The offical went on to say that, "Mr. Williams shows how
important Universal Brotherhood is to people who are down on their luck.
If more people acted like that, there wouldn't be as much problems in the
poorer areas of Pittsburgh and other cities."

The medical clinic in question stated that Mr. Mills is in serious condition,
and it might be a while before he is released.

++++++ interrupt article

Nothing of much more importance was said after that.  Unfortunately, guess who
Brian Mills is??  -- Crashkit. ]<<<<<
        -- Scourge <13:40:50/10-6-55>