PacketBurner sits in a downtown restaurant emptying a glass of French wine. With a toast to his absentee landlord the Merovingian he beckons a waiter for another glass. At that moment the flashing light of his PDA catches his attention; A secure transmission from one of group "The $info has been transferred, The Blue Pill Newspaper has been successfully infected, all operations are now in our control"... Packet Scans the transmission rising from his seat and runs from the restaurant.
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Fellow Custodian Group Members
As ordered I have been working to build a power base in the matrix. It has become apparent to survive the day to day some cooperation is needed between the organisations even if remote. That is why we have opened the publicly visible megacity informer newspaper to the system sub net of the custodian group, anyone registering at www.megacityinformer.com should soon have access to contracts to complete for us; mainly assassinations or simple jobs ((for the more RP inclined)) to meet a contact, or Deliver a Payment for work rendered to a fellow member. In the mean time i am sure Cittrix the Editor program at the informer could handle some red pill stories or reports on things happening in the matrix, to aid the cover of a working newspaper.
This information should be solicited through secure channels to the factions that may be interested, the paper itself offers adverts for faction events for a small charge (($info of course)) and now with faction recruiting adverts to encourage more to the fold.
PacketBurner
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What is the reason? Soon the why and the reason are gone and all that matters is the feeling. This is the nature of the universe. We struggle against it, we fight to deny it; but it is of course a lie. Beneath our poised appearance we are completely out of control
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