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[multisoul]

=== TRANSMISSION COMING FROM DRACONIS COMBINE ===
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********************* static noise--------------------- shame on you, the Coordinator will execute you all ...........
+++ what, yo refuse to use your seppkko blade? you will not find your families ever if you manage to return home, you cowards********** FIGHT ! ************ [color=#959595]Captain Taiyo , you must provide more rectruits, give them the seppuko blade and make clear the consequences of not usin it [/color]---------- what a waste. another 48 mechs to scrap -------------- mayday. mayday ---- STEINER FORCES A-------
i did again top damage, aaaarghhh! Not tolerable,----------[color=#959595]Tai-shu Kurita [/color]--- requesting transfer to more elite forces, Tai-shu, save me from these recruits, let me fight with real warriors, i beg you------- received today a rejection on request, have to survive the odds, .... ------------ teamspeak barren ..............
--------- static noise -------------
Transmission to Captain- General, Confirming that comparing Marik, Liao and Davion the pugs of Kurita are really the worst, the loyalists are the worst as well (with insignificant Xenophobic exceptions) talking average 24h non-stop combat *********** -STOP THIS TRANSMISSION INSTANTLY YOU TRAITOR, THE COORDINATOR HAS SENT HIS KILLER-NINJA ON YOU - ... and preparing the Jihad of Word Of Blake .... +++
==== END OF TRANSMISSION ===

Edited by multisoul, 04 February 2016 - 12:44 PM.

[MovinTarget]

multisoul, on 04 February 2016 - 11:31 AM, said:

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********************* static noise--------------------- shame on you, the Coordinator will execute you all ...........
+++ what, yo refuse to use your seppkko blade? you will not find your families ever if you manage to return home, you cowards********** FIGHT ! ************ [color=#959595]Captain Taiyo , you must provide more rectruits, give them the seppuko blade and make clear the consequences of not usin it [/color]---------- what a waste. another 48 mechs to scrap -------------- mayday. mayday ---- STEINER FORCES A-------
i did again top damage, aaaarghhh! Not tolerable,----------[color=#959595]Tai-shu Kurita [/color]--- requesting transfer to more elite forces, Tai-shu, save me from these recruits, let me fight with real warriors, i beg you------- received today a rejection on request, have to survive the odds, .... ------------ teamspeak barren ..............
--------- static noise -------------
Transmission to Captain- General, Confirming that comparing Marik, Liao and Davion the pugs of Kurita are really the worst, the loyalists are the worst as well (with insignificant Xenophobic exceptions) talking average 24h non-stop combat *********** -STOP THIS TRANSMISSION INSTANTLY YOU TRAITOR, THE COORDINATOR HAS SENT HIS KILLER-NINJA ON YOU - ... and preparing the Jihad of Word Of Blake .... +++
==== END OF TRANSMISSION ===

No no no, sound crazier, its not "Liao-ish" enough...

[multisoul]

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INCOMMING TRANSMISSION
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INVESTIGATION REPORT
Contractor: undisclosed FWLM origin
Target: mulisoul
Range: location and motives

Location: Rasalhague, Rasalhague republic


although not a viable evidence, we confirmed the location of multisoul on the planet Rasalhague. there have been communication transmissions into FWL space, still undergoing decoding, recipient unknown.
In a data exchange with The Draconis Combine containing details about wanted terrorists, smuglers and lists of stolen ships and equippment we received exempts of the files and profiles (amongst others) also of multisoul, known by his call sign and ID from his time in Davion space.

After months of inquiring and plotting with assassins and arms smugglers, multisoul must have established a network of collaborates for the assassination of his superior commanders. At the same time we see everywhere the same inquiry and sums allocated to it. He was most interested in remote controlled implant, jamming technology and covering the whole history of humankind, inquiring even into legends.
thus our suspicion is confirmed, that during the apogee of his pirate operations he has been, unknown to him, injected with a homing device that will force him to approach and follow its owner or receive pain and death. As he could be forced to fight directly against us, we recommend taking preventive actions. Unfortunately his superiors found out too late about his plot and did not eliminate him.


following the last recording, which is the first we were able to decode.
===RECORD REPLAY START===
........ we`re on. i cannot do any contracts for you in Kurita space, tonight i am moving to Rasalhague, it is unbearable hot here and there will be heads rolling so i must bail, but before that i will make my move to cover the tracks and delude any spies. Its full of over-ambitious bureaucrats around here and the best chance to move in rank when you are no royal is assassination, so by now my superiors are probably dead and my allies will surely blame me before they start fighting for the spoils.
you know i do this all for your help in removing this implant from my head without dying, so you better come up with solutions or soon i will be spending all my riches on bounty hunters and the ones in the neighborhood are good
over and out.
=== RECORD REPLAY END ===


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TRANSMISSION END
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[multisoul]

Two Soldier supporting the drunk and drugged multisoul step into the house of the General of THE ROYAL KUNGSARMÉ
- Is this the Mechwarrior, you spoke about, Sergeant?
- Yes sir General!
- You say you want to join the KUNGSARMÉ? Do you have any experience?
Sergeant whispers to the ear of the General: he is on the terrorist wanted list of Kurita.
- multisoul is the name and my ship carrying my Mechs is in orbit. Not of this planet.
- he`s got weapons, interesting
- yes, i came here to die fighting the clans, but beta 2 is over and peace has settled so its all useless now, after two times TYKAIID and peace treaty, this time the exhausted Nations cannot put up a fight, having spent so many resources in these wars.
- oh no, my friend, already tomorrow you will have the chance to die on the Battlefield of Faction Play Phase 3. The Clanners area ready. Sign here and cast your vote for which planet to attack.
suddenly multisoul`s face turns green and he starts puking on the floor
- a new one, ha ha ha. laughs the General and all in the room join him
multisoul slowly stands up and hands a chip to the General: inventory list and armament, also current location of my transport, It`s Captain is at your command also 50% of the cargo space. the rest i reserve for my equippment and spoils. You will allow for spoils, will you? (his eyes glow briefly).
- A fine example you are, you get the privilege to go to the front at dawn. Your new Commander will show you to the Barracks - pointing at the Sergeant
multisoul starts laughing as he sees the Sergeants face: you will not be sorry, i can shoot and follow orders on the field and i have my own big guns listed on this disk
the General shouts in their backs: Get lost! multisoul to clean the floor on this entire level of the building by dawn or hang him on the doorway. when i wake up its either clean or i see his corpse beside the sunrise!

[multisoul]

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INCOMMING TRANSMISSION
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INVESTIGATION REPORT
Contractor: undisclosed FWLM origin
Target: mulisoul
Range: location and motives

Location: Rasalhague, Rasalhague republic


we confirm the location of multisoul on the planet Rasalhague. there have been communication transmissions into FWL space, still undergoing decoding, recipient unknown. more follows below.
data exchange with most houses has been measured and we confirm large transfers of crypto currency as well as cash in.
Noone seems to be hunting him anymore... except the Clans, which he is hunting with moderate success, still managing to make a fortune.
as instructed war equipment has been delivered to The Free Rasalhague Republic, multisoul personally accepted the delivery and participated in the takeover and capture of all vessels containing the goods to be delivered. All surviving personnel was interrogated and with few exceptions released on board a container carrier to Atreus. We had to rush to save them from accident, capture or their own **** and smell
his determination in Clan combat can only mean that he is close to a cure or want to use his last breath to avenge his own death.

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TRANSMISSION END
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Edited by multisoul, 05 February 2024 - 10:48 AM.

[multisoul]

the shadow of cheating and hacks has fallen on this game
suspicion will from now on always lurk behind the corner
reputation can sometimes never be recovered and it goes beyond the names of companies

Edited by multisoul, 28 January 2017 - 09:01 AM.

[MovinTarget]

multisoul, on 28 January 2017 - 09:01 AM, said:

the shadow of cheating and hacks has fallen on this game
suspicion will from now on always lurk behind the corner
reputation can sometimes never be recovered and it goes beyond the names of companies

Hope you are not confusing bad mesh/render/gfx with hax...

[multisoul]

Attn:
Captain General of the FWLM
Commander-in-Chief of the Rasalhague KungsArme

Hereby our unit XAOS with 2 memebers: multisoul and dirladirla humbly requests parole and transfer to the FWLM without stripping of our Loyalty achievements.
This is in regard to participating in the upcomming strife at Tukayyid under the flag of our homeland of the Free Worlds League.

Humbly bowing,
multisoul

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due to Bureaucratic procedures within The Inner Sphere
request has been denied, penalty system overrides requests
this letter along with thousands others was ignored by authorities, denying thousands of Mechwarrirors the honor of dying for their country, as the final battle that was negotiated behind closed doors, leaving no time to prepare or visit the relatives
apparently for another time the people with power sealed our fates and the pathetic defeat by the Clans

Edited by multisoul, 15 May 2017 - 11:38 PM.

[Sunstruck]

Catch the next jumpship to Atreus, TS3 housemarik.enjinvoice.com .

[multisoul]

As the Captain-General wakes up, he sees a crate next to his bed. "If it was a bomb it would have blown up long ago. I have to replace the whole security team again." he thinks to himself while opening it. Inside he finds a giant piece of bacon and 20 bottles of an unknown brand from The Federated Suns. On top is a letter "What your 'friends' used to drive me off FWL to Liao and later to hand me to Kurita. You owe me alot, multisoul". Later when the security enters the room "Captain-General the delegation has arrived", but he was nowhere to be found.
One of the small export offices of an insignifficant company turns out to have a huge underground base of smugglers. The Capatain-General knew he would find multisoul here and he did. Multisoul sits calmly in the far end of the storehouse on a makeshift table drinking something expensive and illegal. Before the Captain-General could say something threatening, multisoul shouts "No executions today, you already destroyed my life enough times. I owe you nothing." The Captain-Generals expression softens as he says "No execution for you today, but still I see you again on what occasion?" "Here is some data from your secret friends on Terra, my team could not decrypt it so its still secret. They drove me from the den I was hiding. Threatening to destroy my new life again and sending me to you. This time it will cost you to keep me and you pay up front. The two automated orbital bacon factories in orbit must be mine before the end of the day." "Expensive indeed but doable, what else?"

"Get me a loyalist unit to join. All old contacts are lost and I cant find anyone from MGA." says multisoul while pouring him a glass of the liquour. "Sit down and we can share some stories. Yeah and the booze I gave you - gift it to the delegation that will not meet you today, its only good for your enemies anyway."

Edited by multisoul, 25 August 2020 - 11:25 PM.

[multisoul]

archived message from the first campaign of multisoul in Davion space:
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[color=#A4A4A4]
Posted 26 October 2015 - 02:32 AM[/color]
[color=#959595]
Originally born in Marik space, multisoul abandoned all property and relations engaging in Privateering. During one bold operation he captured several Kit Fox models. Shortly after his pirate base was found abandoned and the pirates dead. He was then captured during a search mission by [MGA] Marik Gunfighter Alliance, while he managed to render all his Kit Fox models useless in combat, this impressed the unit enough to leave him alive and give him a chance in FWLM. Just when he reached the rank of Colonel he escaped with all his assets in an unknown direction. Bad luck stroke him as he barely escaped a Clan ambush and betrayal by his escort. He found refuge at [TCAF] Tikonov Commonality Armed Forces, part of the Capellan Confederation. Later Liao agents tried to force him into betrayal which failed resulting in yet another escape on board a luxurious space ship while managing to tag along some Davion prisoners and his mechs.

…
On board the space ship of a high-ranking Liao official is what appears to be the culmination of several weeks of drugging multisoul with different drugs to implant in him the desire to betray TCAF. Little did they know that multisoul`s navigator in his pirate years was an escaped CCAF intelligence officer, all too eager to tell (and use) all he had learned in his career.
-So, Sang-jiang-jun Chanku-Bao when will you stop poisoning me with your tea and start poisoning me with some spirits?
-Do not worry multisoul, all will be fine. Your dream and initial plan will happen. You will happily live as governor of the planet Portland together with my beautiful sister (he shows multisoul a picture torn out from a magazine, showing a famous adult movie actress). I will provide you with the necessary war gear and personnel to subdue and rule any locals. Of course first we will do as agreed before, as soon as my spacecraft finishes the jump and we arrive at Drozan, you will enter the base under the pretext to check the loading of your mechs for your wedding and occupation of Portland on the transport ship, but in the meantime you will introduce the virus I gave you into the security system and kill the battalion Commander. The rest you leave to the special force waiting hidden in orbit. And then you will live your dream with a beautiful wife, lots of pleasure and you can start producing your favorite bacon.
-And you will tell me the general security code for this space ship and not talk anymore after that.
Chanku-Bao, ruler of Cappellan.
-Tz, I would have thought of such a creative password. Now move into the air lock and by the way, I have been stuffing you with the same obedience poison you have been stuffing me. I have no interest marrying Shina Big-Eyes from your picture as this is a 50 year old magazine where you tore this from.
…
The TCAF stand ready to meet Sang-jiang-jun Chanku-Bao, now waiting for over 3 hours past arrival time. A message is received that the cargo vessel carrying multisouls mechs and more will not be inspected and instead remote controlled will be sent into orbit along with several prisoners just loaded in a secure cargo container.
Several minutes later Lieutenant Colonel Paul Gadling receives a private call from multisoul:
-You stupid off worlder, where are you? The whole unit was waiting for you. They scrapped their free day to greet you … he is abruptly interrupted by a machined voice.
-Things are not as they seem Lieutenant Colonel, deep **** was about to rain on us. I have muted my sound and shut of the screen because I am still under the effect of the obedience drugs. Now the plan should be clear to you. Yes, it was to kill you and transfer command over TCAF to Sang-jiang-jun Chanku-Bao, after that all your units would be executed and replaced by his followers. There is no princess to marry and no heaven to go to. This is good bye as after what I did it is not possible to stay in Cappellan space anymore at the coordinates I sent you, you will find a small escort stuffed with armed to the teeth commandos who were going to infiltrate the base and capture all commanding personnel that I leave alive, do as you please. And one last thing, thank you for the Vodka and the prisoners on board will serve me as pass for Davion space.
Long live TCAF glory and victory to the brave warriors.
….
Several weeks later multisoul is in a Bar deep in Federated Suns controlled space.
-Pour some real stuff, some of our stuff – he says to the Bartender
-Shh, I told you all Marik stuff is forbidden here, they will confiscate my bar if they see what I serve.
A man in new looking but torn clothes enters the bar and shouts at multisoul:
-I arrest you in the name of The First Prince hand over the security codes for the CCAF space ship and the location of the transporter with all the gear inside.
-What? The shiny ship in the space port is yours? -says the bartender
-Not anymore, and I can`t give you any codes I do not own. Oh and thank me for saving you from Liao prison, by the way I see you tore the brand new clothes I gave you, at least you did not wet them.
The ragged man moves closer with a vicious expression – I will take those codes if have to cut you to pieces.
-No need to – answers multisoul standing straight and saluting – they just came through the door.
-Field Marshal Archer enters the Bar together with an escort of 2 commandos - There you are Recruit. Security, throw this ragdoll out (pointing at the former Liao prisoner). At ease. So multisoul, do not expect any special treatment for having brought us this treasure.
-I am thankful for my life and honor of still being a mech warior
-Although I despise your methods many of our wealthy citizens are still remembering you as savior with your supply of organs during the first Clan invasion.
-Those are the dark times of our past, may I offer you a drink?
-You are coming from Liao space, it`s not very wise to take anything from you, but records show you are a FWLM and I see some whiskey so hell yeah
To a successful campaign and to the new space ship under your command.

the whole story
http://mwomercs.com/...r-family-fraud/

CW pilot reporting in. looking for loyalist unit[/color]

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archived message from the first campaign of multisoul in Davion space

Edited by multisoul, 20 March 2021 - 11:40 PM.

[multisoul]

New Avalon Institute of Science


- And what is he doing here agian? - Scientist
- You have a claim for your previous treatment. - Davion Official
- No warranties for this kind of treatments! I checked the records and its out of the question if he is not here for dissecion! And what are Burrocrats doing here, get out of the medical facility! - Scientist
The Davion Offical hands over a paper and shows his access badge and credentials - He is a member of the 31HR now. -
The angry look of the Scientist changes to pale as he sees the papers - It will take some time and preparation to reduce the risks of him dying and to prepare the equippment, and we will not be able to remove the implant, just like before, only to jam it - he says with a shaky voice.
The Scientist jumps in the are as the voice of the director of New Avalon Institute of Science cracks over the intercom - Use all the equippment and artifacts from the Vault. As per my perscription the patient is clear from drugs for the last two weaks, ready for treatment and to accept your perscriptions. The donation of C-Bills is so huge, as if the transactions have been hacked. -
- Your guess - quetly says multisoul, who is squirming quietly on the doctors table. Since a few weeks the implanted artifact, which seems partially organic became active again gaining dominance over the previously implanted jamming device and trying to force him against his will, so he used his one time access codes for the Comstar interface to try and buy back his life. - Thank the Mech goods, the 31HR accepted me despite being under FWLM flag, to get access. -

Edited by multisoul, 20 March 2021 - 11:38 PM.

[multisoul]

multisoul paid to Marik media for boosting his immage with propaganda and after many months of insignifficant news, he received a note pointing to the media publication the news of a mayor publisher, that would be later copied in endless other media.
...
During one of his briefings the Captain-General overheard the introduction of a new mech layout for cheap armies,
"The Noisy ***** (barking angry young mother female dog)" and some surprising stat increases with pilots. It had already seen many engagements.
Uppon closer inspection it was revealed to him that multisoul was the inniciatior, based on his own investment in the latest Inner Spere invention: Rotary Autocannons! As mayor shareholder in "Rotary Autocannons Manufactorium" multisoul was eager to proove the reliability of his products, by using them himself in missions. "Cheap, reliable, never jams, the god of endless fire", he called them after returning from a devastating (for the enemy) mission.
"The Noisy ***** (barking angry young mother female dog)" is a Firestarter FS9-H with 2 RAC/2 and 2 variations of speed or armour and jumpjets. "Since the enemy will have a hard time staying on his feet and even seeing from the hits, we reccommend even alternating targets to assist the team better and many lords are ordering it."
"Good job!" said the Captain-General.
Some of his assistants said that later the Captain-General could not stop praising multisoul for his achievement and the glory of FWLM and would go as far as to promote him.
...

multisoul was inspecting the stock of "Rotary Autocannons Manufactorium"
"And never forget to personally check every RAC`s clicker mechanisms material. Brownish is for us, gray is for export. If you ever leave a gray in the FWLM you will be executed not by me. This is what makes it endless fire without jam and it costs more than the whole damn thing. Thats why we will never make an army." "Ah and there are our Clan guests come to purchase the marvel of technology, RAC. But we can also discuss our other marvel, the double HPPC Zeus with 40MRM light mech splatter in his hand" multisoul greeted the guests that were waiting for him in his office, grabbed his hat and went out celebrating.

In a different place the Captain-General was watching the same news, but with a different expression. "this language all over the sector, and now he wants to be Hero, he better be useful for what they need him in the end."

Edited by multisoul, 07 May 2021 - 11:25 PM.

[multisoul]

Following the news of the sale of "Rotary Autocannons Manufactorium" to undisclosed buyers, appetites for the production facility rose to an uncontrollable level. Local and even foreign nobles and industrialists lobbying for confiscation of the factory were about to raid and claim the facility.
At the location of "Rotary Autocannons Manufactorium".
"My Lord, the location is secured, the local population has been informed of the confiscation of the factory and your appointment as new ruler of the planet by FWL and your credentials from House Marik. Our production managers are en route."
With great disappointment the new ruler found already the next day that the facility was stripped of its essential parts and not being able to complete the government contracts for delivery of RAC to the FWLM. This however did not save him from the two invasion forces of Steiner and Liao, comming to steal what was already stolen. Several weeks later the survivors of the invasion forces were fleeing the now only agricultural planet. The apponted official ruler was declared KIA.
Despite being under the flag of FWLM, multisol could not be put in custody for questioning and an online hearing had to be organized convincing Davion for assistance at great cost. Multisoul evaded all questions and claiming to have spent his enormous wealh for healthcare in Sarna. It was obvious that Davion officials were also not pleased with the information from this hearing.
An advertizement was shown, which circulates around pirate bases and separatist terrorist. Advertizement for the Rotary Autocannon which was now in high demand and insufficient production due to the disappearing of the production lines of "Rotary Autocannons Manufactorium"
- Every next hit with our RAC2 does as much damage as the last one, but brings double pleasure! -

"I have nothing to do with this" said multisoul. "A bad liar as always" was the reply. In the end multisoul was dismissed with no charges, but he knew that if he ever gets to be questioned again, it will be by assasins.

Edited by multisoul, 16 June 2021 - 02:25 AM.

[multisoul]

1 year after the Nuclear incident in the orbit of Atreus:
In a room nearby the Captain-Generals Palace multisoul and his trusted circle are having a mitote with friends from Rasalhague and discussing the future.
(woman dressed in FWLM uniform):"Can you imagine? This is the third copy they sent and the last two belived everything we told them. When do you think the original was removed and is Thomas still alive?"
(multisoul):"I don`t know, but it matters litte now, he is either their prisoner or accomplice, the "Word" will soon be on us, we cant destroy all the mass murder weapons in the world when Comstar has the tech to make as many as they want and the Word of Blake is just a fanatic branch of the same structure."
(woman dressed in FWLM uniform):"Then we will die for what we stand!"
(multisoul):"I will do all I can to avoid that. We cannot avert what is comming. What we will do is escape before they start the Carnage in the Inner Sphere. Trust me, I will find where."
(woman dressed in FWLM uniform): "I can imagine you want to finally get rid of that implant and our Rasalhague friends are the first step. If we can show our resolve to the Clans they may have mercy on our ways and the doomed Rasalhague Republic."
Rasalhague warriors: "Ceers to that." And all in the room gulped down the 'unity potion' together.

Edited by multisoul, 15 December 2021 - 02:26 AM.

[multisoul]

"Lets hope the antidotes work or else we wont get out of La-La land for at least two days as we are not used to whatever this is." said multisoul before the meeting to his daughter as they were brewing an antidote for the evening. "I will definitely keep all they leave for sampling later, she replied." "Dont leave your lonely dad out of the party." "No way, get lost. How am I gona erase this from my memory now! Dont you dare comming close to my girlfriend!"

It hit hard, but did not last long thanks to the antidotes they had consumed. When they started coming to themselves they noticed more Rasalhague uniforms had filled the room and a few of the others seemed fresh like they did not drink at all from the drug. A man in a more shiny uniform than the rest was playing with his hand pistol "So many C-Bills you spent to get my nephew here" he says pointing at a massive man ginning at multisoul (the one who said cheers) "so I decided to invite myself too."
multisoul, pointing at the tables full of food and drinks around the walls of the room: "If you dont get drunk with the best Whiskey prepared spetially for this occasion you will dishonour me." Then he notices the huge gaps on the tables where his guests had alredy consumed and spilled whatever was there. "There are a few crates of whiskey in the room..."
Rasalhague General: '... behind the curtain. We know. Now what is this ******** about this nuclear "Incident" of yours that is nowhere in the news, because I dont see a reason why not to make you accountable for leaving your service with us."
Multisoul used an audio command "observeation mode disengage". Hidden metal doors closed off the stairways and the whole room descended suddenly by 40m. "This is a giant storage space used by the Starleague and because it was one of the first to be plundered, the construction remained. It took the Smugglers league over 10 years to make it operational. It is not in use for the last 70 years. My message to you is that Comstar is censoring communication and so working together with imposter rulers which are their agents after cosmetic surgery. Soon after i discovered the Captain-General was an imposter our group started monitoring their communication, coincidentially Comstar set in motion a plan to activate nuclear attacks on FWL in order to further its master plan on dominating the Inner Sphere. It was a great loss to the food supply for Humanity." Multisouls face grimmaced and he put his head in his palms.
woman dressed in FWLM uniform: "Almost exactly one year ago he collided one his orbital factories into a nuclear bomb transport. The bombs however were armed and the explosion in space was catastrophic."
multisoul: "Orbital space bacon" nevermore. sniffs multisoul
The Rasalhague General is first shocked, then laughs: "Dont tell me it was your company on top of everything else. Ha Ha! And so what? Some fried space pigs?" All of the Rasalhagues laughing
multisoul with his usual playful tone, so annoying to all his superior, as is mocking them with his sight: "It was lostech involved, you dont want to know it. Not replicable with our current knowledge and not everywhere morally acceptable if they knew what it was. But thats life, this period of it ended. 3 factories producing each 1metric ton per hour of pure, layered, compressed and perfectly proportioned, vacuum shock frozen bacon (the last he said as if from an advertizement) PER HOUR. Forget the shipment of 10.000 tons for your army. You have been chasing ghosts, thinking that it was stolen by pirates. But you did a good job cleaning out the competition. It was never produced in the first place, as everything was turned to nuclear dust. And the great hunger at Lothan is nothing compared to the hunger caused by the remaining missing 15.000 tons of yearly production. Bottoms up for the dead! Everybody fill your glasses first! What follows will maybe be the three greatest shocks of your life starting with the least and finishing with the most.

Edited by multisoul, 30 December 2021 - 07:04 AM.

[multisoul]

In high orbit near Atreus in a run down Starleague era Battleship, disguised as derelict jumpship Comstar has established a buzzing office. Communications are intercepted, scrambled, deleted and replaced, agents preparing for their infiltration missions and douments are being forged.

The space ships cargo bay, which was originally designed for fighter storage and takeoff, but is now a giant hall is now filled with equipment and crates and several very shaby looking cargo transports preparing for takeoff.
On the second floor of the docks instead of the command centre, another hall has been carved into the ships interior, divided in sections the manipulative designs of Comstar are carried out here.

Thomas Marik (the 4^th agent in this position) was given instructions by three people simultaneously, as he was going to emerge surprisingly amongst the wreckage within the next hours and his Comstar supervisor (working ferociously on some controls a few steps beside the fake Marik and dressed in ceremonial Blackist robes) was expected to arrive in a week. Other Comstar operatives in diverse uniforms, some of opposing factions are preparing to leave for their respective missions.

A news report is displayed on one of the screens: “As you can see, the ground is torn open and several buildings were crushed in the process, for the last few minutes a quiet roaring and small tremors are heard and felt from below. What could this be? How could a Starleague era storage remain unseen for so long? Is Starleague returning to take vengeance on us? The roaring has become much louder…. “ The broadcast continues and several spaceships are seen passing by the camera.
Comstar operative reporting to his superior: “This was the most complete broadcast we found. We identified 3 of the 7 ships serial numbers. None are Battleships and only one has starleague weapons on it. All newsfeeds have been replaced with news of an earthquake and cave in next to the palace. We blew up 2 of the news agencies buildings in order to prevent reemerging of the news that we replaced and we put the blame on Steiner as usual.”
The superior Comstar operative is dressed surprisingly uninteresting, compared to most of the rest in the hall, he speaks through the ships intercom: “The media purge is complete. Jump in one hour. Ready or not (he looks at the agent with the face of Thomas Marik). As the great schemer of this theater its more than fitting for you take a front seat. We all should make sure that this time we will succeed, if he dies you whole lot will be outcast and stripped of property. (activity stops and all take a somewhat frightened look at the Thomas Marik imposter, before resuming work with even greater fever). That’s what I want to see! Now go in the name of Blake and The League and The Combine and The Suns and all the other crap that you have to pretend to be. Remember you do this for the future, you do this for The Order.” After this he leaves to the quarters of the ship.


Some time later and much closer to Rasalhague space on board of one of the Jumpship capable ships the same group of Rasalhague military the general is feverishly scrolling newsfeeds and reports: “Damn, all news are replaced! How?! All I see is “Attack against free speech with dozens of reporters dead and two buildings destroyed!” and we are mentioned as “minor tremor causes repairs on the palace garden”. I am going to show them all what you told me about their master plan the deleted news and our ships themselves are enough evidence.”
Multisoul laughing: “Hold your trigger. There will be nukes flying, do you want the first of them on your head? Spread the news only to the trusted and prepare carefully. We discussed that relocation outward is the only other option than destroying the HPG network and the latter will still make their masterplan possible. The not named clan may be a hoax or even worse than all we know, and keep copying and spreading the memory cores. As soon as we have a lead, my group leaves for clan space and if there is no news start the evacuation as planned. Now we split, but bear in mind to be friendly to all who bear my mark. I give you four massive starships and in return you will escort a group of each Davion, Kurita, Steiner, Liao they know long ago about my plan and are waiting for the first step of Comstars plans to destroy civilization in order to grab what they can and flee to new ground. Anyone who makes it alive to Rasalhague and claiming to be from the FWL receives a credit wallet on my name and at choice immediate position in the engineering corps.
- After the things you showed me, I would do all I could to help you and follow your plan.
But now with all this power you will have a much better time doing it. Do not forget: Do not engage Comstar, their supply is endless. We must survive the word of Blake.
- But you don’t know anyone from Steiner and you never new anyone friendly in Kurita, where you got those contacts? And I cant let a crazy teenager control a battlecruiser, which you want to refurnish on top of that. Your daughter gives me the creeps.
Aye Valkyria. Multisoul makes a loud whistling sound and starts laughing. Every Davion has some Seiner in his or her fantasy, so that position was filled fast. As for Kurita, just call the only one treating you with respect. And dont complain about my daughter, as soon as you strip down the orbital hospital (one of the new ships) in our new homeworld, you will be able to heal all the damage she does, and then you can stuff a gun in every deck of that ship making it even more fearsome.
- Another war is coming.

Excuse any punctuation mistakes, enough time spent on this.

Edited by multisoul, 13 August 2024 - 10:06 AM.

[multisoul]

this episode is still in progress, i will make a separate post indicating that it is completed


- I like this style. Reminds me of when I did the RAC trick. They still have no idea what defect is causing their RAC cannons to jam and my firestarter noisy b!t@h never jams.


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on a lavish banquet table sits the first circuit of COMSTAR is feasting. Discussions are mocking the Clans and Inner sphere, funny stories are being told about genocide, planet disasters and Mercenary contracts pitting families and friends against each other. Seemingly random disasters turn out to be carefully calculated and manipulated events.

For a short moment a flicker is seen on all screens and a scrambled voice is heard on intercoms. All present express fear and start calling for security and their assistants. Even as the problem resides this security breach leaves them in fear and they start accusing each other of treason.

A security officer approaches the head of the gathering with a datapad.
- Who allowed some lowly security to bother us when we have such a serious breach. Remove him!
- Excuse me sir, coms officer Rheinhardus with an important message. I am responsible for data security and managed to stop this intrusion before it deleted the entire software, restores are on the way. I managed to isolate the message that was sent

After hearing this, all present become suddenly quiet and demand the message to be displayed on screen




You receive this "note" (note is written in a strange way as something more was scrambled in the meaning) as warning of what will come. The fact that you read this means we are successful and you will not be able to stop our final "note" if you misbehave.
We know of your manipulation of truth through the HPG network
The voice continues listing tsome of he crimes of Comstar including two stories that were just told as jokes on the table, leaving all present pale and in shock that someone outside their circle knows of their manipulation


to be continued