{FWD : [privateaddress]@5thlayer.dis, BlackPatience@5thlayer.dis, A.Taulka@ZadokCorp.com}

CaptainDae: Well, it all started when me n’ my crew were raidin’ Malta’s ship, cos that’s how it goes. I saw this stunnin’ goddess of a woman ‘eld captive by ‘em so I ran in, swept ‘er off ‘er feet n’ swashbuckled my way through hordes o’ unruly, uncivilized privateers back ta The Leviathan. She was so grateful fer bein’ rescued, she pledged ta be my devoted wife ferever n’ ever.

CaptainDae: The end.

BlackPatience(AnthaTaulka-Lanta): That’s not how it happened at all.

CaptainDae: … Don’t listen ta ‘er. She was traumatized n’ all.

BlackPatience: I met him when we were children. In all the maturity of a 6 year old - he called me a smelly drow with man hands. So I told him to go to hell. Years later he stole some of my precious maps on one of his intrusions on to Malta’s ship. So I broke into his Captains Quaters, flashed my boobs, he gave them back and we’ve been getting along ever since. I like powerful men, he likes clever women. It’s always been mutually beneficial.

CaptainDae: Wha? Well the second part’s true but wha’s this about man hands?

BlackPatience: That time when my temple was trading with your family on the desert edge and you were picking on me on because I had southern elf paint. You called me a spider baby. I called you a desert monkey and put sand in your hair.

CaptainDae: … I don’t remember.

CaptainDae: I like my story better.

BlackPatience: We can pretend it happened that way. Though I have to say, the look on your face when you wandered into your room to find a curvy woman sprawled all over your things was very rewarding.

CaptainDae: Well it wasn’t somethin’ I saw every day. Least not o’ that quality. I came fer the curves n’ I stay fer the cleverness, the ruthlessness, the ingenuity n’ the fact ya can read my mind, fer better or worse.

{ERROR : Mail Delivery Failure. Unable to contact address A.Zadok@ZadokCorp.com. Forwarding to requested address}
{FWD : [PrivateUser]@[UnknownDomain]}

{Fwd : delvers-apothecary@[UnknownDomain]}

MorionT: How’s life treating me? How’s life -treating- me? … I, I can’t believe someone cared to ask. Not great. Well, better recently. I guess. This is pretty posh compared to the last time I was ‘alive’. Have you ever been murdered, resurrected as a decaying, single-minded slave to your megolomaniacal sister, murdered -again- and burned to ash, then resurrected -again- by the god of destruction under the stipulation that this would be the -very last time-? … Try to avoid it. It does things to a man.

Anything I’d like people to know? Hm. No actually, I could give less of a fuck what people know these days.

Something I wish I could do? Die. I don’t mean that to be morbid or anything, I’m just really tired of being alive. Also maybe I’d like some of Taitaya’s potato soup. Soup and then death.

UnknownSender: You’re very welcome for you prolonged existence. So much hate - and after all the gifts I give you too.

MorionT: Don’t act like you’re surprised - you knew how I felt from the start. Besides, I never said I was ungrateful.

UnknownSender: Oh I’m not. It’s part of our deal isn’t it? I make sure your soul is obliterated when next you die and in return you simply live. Not a bad deal for you really. You also have the unique clause of being the one person in the world allowed to tell me ‘no’.

You do have something you should tell the world though, you may as well tell them who killed you the first time. Everyone seems to think it was Isilme. That seems to cause a lot of unnecessary confusion which has lead to more of you dying.

MorionT: … Oh yeah. I guess you’re right. That fuckwitted redhead beanpole with the knives killed me the first time. Fuck him.

{ERROR : Mail Delivery Failure. Unable to contact address A.Zadok@ZadokCorp.com. Forwarding to requested address}
{FWD : [PrivateUser]@[UnknownDomain]}

UnknownSender: Here’s what you can do with that Thermal blanket you little piece of {BLOCKED}. You can take your {BLOCKED} blanket and shove it right up your {BLOCKED} {BLOCKED} {BLOCKED} {BLOCKED} you son of a {BLOCKED} {BLOCKED} {BLOCKED} and then you can go {BLOCKED} {BLOCKED} {BLOCKED} {BLOCKED} {BLOCKED} with your {BLOCKED} {BLOCKED} {BLOCKED} {BLOCKED} on {BLOCKED} in the {BLOCKED} and hope that you rot it {BLOCKED} {BLOCKED} until there is nothing left of you but {BLOCKED}.

Drop the blanket off at my door on the way. The pocket for snacks sounds nice. {BLOCKED}.

-Meth

{ERROR : Mail Delivery Failure. Unable to contact address A.Zadok@ZadokCorp.com. Forwarding to requested address}
{FWD : [PrivateUser]@[UnknownDomain]}

UnknownSender: Oh look! I get mail too. That’s so quant. Hello odd-person using Mammon’s stage name although you are clearly not Dae Lanta. I have intercepted your question through my own methods since my loving and friendly brother would probably just rudely delete it. He never e-mails me you know. It would be nice if he said ‘Hi’ once in awhile or invited me over for coffee now and then. He’s probably still put off by all the murder, death and things like that.

Regrets, of course, every person has regrets. It would be a lie to say otherwise. I do tend to get over mine quickly. I never regret something for very long but at least I try to learn from the mistake. I very rarely will end up in the same place twice. If I do, well, shame on me.

Several things I have regretted lately: Agreeing to let Ixess keep Ashieka. Brat cries so damn much but she’ll be useful someday and I’ll get over it. I regret not having eggs this morning for breakfast. I regret not being able to keep Sul with me. I miss him very much. He was clever, cunning and useful. Had too many people who ‘loved’ him though and wanted to ‘help’ him.  Never should have let Sul leave. He would have been useful for ages, ages and ages.

Mistakes? I have my share. Doesn’t everyone? Unlike some people I do admit them. I have this nasty habit of underestimating Isilme, or possibly overestimating my precious Morion. The second is very unlikely. Morion is a brilliant acquisition.

I have lots and lots of plans that never actually amount to anything at all. Do they count as mistakes? I don’t count them as mistakes since in the end something truly chaotic usually happens and really, isn’t that its own reward? Like Morwein never did crush the city-state of Core like I asked… but that cute little adventuring group did destroy her whole home city. That was just as satisfying and twice as entertaining.

Yours Very Sincerely with much Love,

The being referred as ‘Meth’

AmaiaZadok: I don’t plan on changing anytime soon so hopefully I’ll continue being awesome for a while … And Isilme’s never not awesome. Now I’m not much of a Pokemon person but I do like Pidgeot and its lesser evolutions. I also like Houndoom.

IsilmeKZ: Oh my, hello and thank you! I love Pokemon but I haven’t played much of the last couple generations. My favourites are Lucario, Dragonair and Houndoom. I have a secret guilty love for the Eeveelutions too … Haha, cliche I know.

AmaiaZadok : This is nothing. I get over 80 messages a day just for the company and at least 15 to the Caern. I enjoy knowing exactly what’s going on all over my domain. Taking the time to do this is enjoyable. It kicks the shit out of writing to MLA’s or accountants.

{FWD : OneEyedWolf@ZadokCorp.com}

Sol’leksGiliath: Got to say, I really love when I get to do huge - Round the World tours. Those are my favorites, easily. My favorite place to play a show is in Toronto. It might not be the biggest city but DAMN, crowd goes wild there. I guess they know that I love my hometown turf. Love it Every time.

{FWD : Moonypie@gmail.com}

IsilmeKZ: Oh … that’s a fairly personal question, isn’t it? It’s alright though. Do you mean just romantically or in general? Either way, um … yeah, I’ve been heartbroken before. It’s horrible. I’d rather not share the gritty details with an anonymous inquirer, but being heartbroken is one of the worst things in the world.

In all honesty I’m not that great at the mending bit, so if you’re looking for advice … this might not be the best outlet. I don’t mend well, although I like to put on that I do. The best thing for me is to surround myself with people I love … if I can. If I can’t, then finding some way for me to be at peace, even for a little while, is good. It’s hard though - I hold on to shitty stuff like that and depend a lot on other people to bring me out of it. And I haven’t always had people around to help, like I do these days.

AmaiaZadok: Tell me where it hurts and I’ll make it all better. Though, knowing me has caused you an awful lot of undue grief.

IsilmeKZ: Shush. Knowing you has done wonders for my heart, mister. Although if you’re asking, I could show you where it hurts instead …

AmaiaZadok: No one is in the office. Come here, I’ll kiss it better.

{AmaiaZadok has changed their status to Away} 

AmaiaZadok: You have a curious request ‘pirate dude’ I thought you might find it funny.

{FWD : [privateaddress]@5thlayer.dis, bluehunter@5thlayer.dis}

CaptainDae: Wha the … wha’s this? Who - wtf are ear noms? Zadok wtf is this I’m busy yannow. All’s this Ruijin needs ta know is there ain’t no way that Sode guy’s gettin’ on my ship ‘cept of his own free will. I just got the fuck outta Libya an’ the very thought o’ bein’ on some angry, psycho Russian sniper’s shit list is not doin’ good things ta my heart.

Sode (BlueHunter): Oh my god.

{RE : FWD : A.Zadok@ZadokCorp.com}

AmaiaZadok: Ruijin - It’s in the best interest for everyone that I respectfully decline this request. You are however, welcome to come to New York and try your luck and finding Sode yourself.

{FWD : Artillerytura@gmail.com}

TuryturaRaumo: Yeah, what of it? I don’t play MMOs if that’s the question - I ain’t gonna waste my time listenin’ to preteen cockfaces wangst at me for fragging the everloving shit outta them.

I like action/adventure … and stealth, and puzzles. Portal’s real ace … I like Bioshock and PoP too. Also Mass Effect. But I hate modern war games. Those can all rack off for all I care.