|Connecting to ShadowSEA VPN…||>>>Login: XXXXXXXXXX|
|..Identity Spoofed||>>>Enter Passcode: XXXXXXXXXX|
|..Encryption keys generated||..Biometric scan FAILED|
|..Error: User Not Detected||..DeathStroke.exe initiated|
|..DeathStroke Protocol Accepted||..Loading Boo.txt|
|..Connected to onion routers||Connected to ShadowSEA|
Hoi, Chummers. Troper here.
Those of us who run the shadows know that death is a daily happenstance. Whether it’s a stray bullet to the during a milk run, a particularly spiteful Johnson, or a bolt to the brain from GOD, the reaper has his hands full with us runners. That goes double for those of us unfortunate to be ex-corp – caught between our old masters and our murderous new coworkers, the average lifespan is low enough to make a fruit fly shake its head.
Unfortunately, the fact that this message is getting shotgunned across the Matrix means that I’ve bit the dust. To be honest, I’ve had it coming for a long time – I’ve killed my fair share, both runners and wageslaves alike. If karma’s a thing, I’ve been racking up a tab, and whatever it is that got me in the end probably didn’t even cover the interest on that ledger. They say to quit while you’re ahead. By that logic, I’d sign off here – die with dignity and be known as another poor shmuck who got himself geeked in the “line of duty.”
But, as my old handlers back at Neonet probably know, I’m not really the type to go quietly. I figure that I can’t do much worse than “dead,” so who cares if I sow a little chaos after the fact? Get your fixers on the line, chummers, because you’re about to get a fortune in paydata for free.
First off, you should be aware that the bounty on “Jack Rainier” in Seattle has been claimed by whoever offed me. If that name rings a few bells, it’s probably because I might’ve tried to fry your wetware back when NeoNET still held my strings, sorry ‘bout that. The pay was good and I got some wiz gear as part of the job – right up until NeoNET decided to “liquidate” me. Why? Because apparently the rest of my team got turned into headcases after they’d gotten caught up responding to a shadowrun in Albuquerque. Paydata #1: NeoNET has more to do with the headcase outbreak than they’ll ever admit, and I’m living (dead) evidence of their coverup.
>>ATTACHED FILE: CFD_Casefile.txt<< Size: 292 Mp
Here’s where it gets good, though. In the shadows, I was trying to figure out what NeoNET was trying to cover up and why I had a 50k bounty on my head. Unfortunately, I didn’t make much headway on that case – because instead, I got caught up with goddamn vampires. Ironic, ain’t it? Try to hunt down one epidemic, stumble right into another.
“Fear the Dark.” Some of you might know the name from links to the Mealtime Killer attacks back in ‘73. Well, hate to break bad news, but shit’s bad. Real bad. This isn’t some five-man-band of some newborn vamps trying to reenact cheesy horror trids – this is a well-funded, well-organized, and terrifyingly well hidden multinational terror organization.
Remember this little gem from a few months ago? >>LINK: KSAF BREAKING NEWS<< Well, if you managed to catch the #VampireKillFest stream, you were watching through my eyes – and if that abomination was a medical facility then Bug City was fraggin’ Disneyland. They have resources. They have connections. They have plants. And they are utilizing all of them to make us food.
Think I’m just another conspiracy theorist? Well, then check this drek:
>>ATTACHED FILE: Good_God_We’re_Screwed.txt<< Size: 188 Mp
>>ATTACHED FILE: FTD_Properties.txt<< Size: 19 Gp
>>ATTACHED FILE: FTD_Contacts.txt<< Size: 173 Gp
Names. Places. Plans. They’re everywhere, chummers, and this is only scratching the surface.
So there’s one last frag you, to the bastards in NeoNET and Fear the Dark! My condolences to whoever geeked me; you probably didn’t intend to set of this shitstorm. Then again, if you’re taking pay from NeoNET you probably deserve it anyway.
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