Conversations overheard in the DV Prime Spice Hall

[ntsheep]

"I'm serious, no one has seen him in days in the zone"

"But where is he? Some one must know something."

"The new Cadar council has just increased the bounties on him. Every hunter and pirate worth their salt will be looking for him"

"What about these stories that the Templars and De Valtos are protecting him because of his lineage or something"

"I have no idea, there are so many going around right now I don't know what to believe. I do know that at the next syndicate council meeting, Cadar command may declare a trade embargo against De Valtos since they're not saying where he has gone."

"I still think this has to be a trick or something. Where the hell could he have gone."

[ntsheep]

"slayernz, Cg, Lesleyr, have all been firing in the war and the sheep still hasn't been seen."

"I heard he went to a parallel dimension"

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[slayernz]

I've always heard that you always find things you aren't looking for, so I haven't been actively hunting ntsheep down. If I hunt something down, I usually am forced to torp lots because otherwise it's just plain stalking.

I've also heard that you always find something in the last place you look, so if I keep one eye out in the torp thread, maybe ntsheep will feel compelled to pop by

[ntsheep]

"It was really strange. His ship was just sitting there just outside of the zone. I tried hailing him but he never answered"

"So it's true, he really left the torp war and hasn't gone back?"

"I tried one last time to contact him and poof, his ship went to hyperspace. All that was left was a giant sausage."

[ntsheep]

"I just heard someone is firing mushrooms and Iphones, that's gotta be the sheep!"

"Nope, it's slayernz. The cat must got into some grade A catnip."

"WAIT A MINUTE! You meen to tell me there's a cat flying a starship! This quadrants turned into a funny farm."

"The sheep didn't clue you in enough?"

[slayernz]

"Cats are perfectly sound pilots ... haven't you heard of 'Cat-like reflexes'?"

"That's an expression - and twicth reflexes doesn't mean a feline should be put in charge of a ship"

"It does if the cat paid for it ... and anyway, his crew seems to follow him pretty loyally"

"What sort of crew would follow a cat into combat? It'd be a slaughter, yes cats have claws, but in a firefight, I'd prefer to be on the Human's side"

"You realize that this cat isn't into the whole boarding thing, and as a result, has really only lost crew to the standard space hazards. That and when there are milk shortages."

"I'll never fly with a cat - pass me another Vudka why don't you."

[ntsheep]

"So did you get the file?"

"Yah, it took some time though. I found it hidden on a ghost drive deep in the archives. I'd like to say I'm that good, but it turns out I stumbled across it by pure luck. Here's the data pad."

Looking at the pad for a few seconds,
"There's hardly any thing here. No place of birth, no family, no school records, nothing! Wait a minute, his name is really spelt NTsheep?"

"It stands for New Technology, when I cross referenced NT I got a bunch of strange data codes. This is where the extra time got spent. After several hours I realized I was looking at very odd medical algorithms for cloning and growing tissue. But it's not the same stuff that lead to our modern hospital technologies."

"Oh my god, this may mean that,,,"

"He was created. If the other data is correct, it's alien technology. Which species I'm not sure. I never seen this type programming language."

"A unknown type of Narvidian?"

"Not Narv tech, this blends organic too well. Narvs are pure machines, they can take an organic like appearance but their still metal. Whatever this is, it's some form of bio-morphic material. I have to go now, I don't want anymore to do with this. I don't know how far this goes, nor do I want to find out. I suggest you do the same. Leave ntsheep alone, there's more to him than meets the eye. I am beginning to think all the shit he does is some sort of cover. It's not worth the trouble."

[ntsheep]

"Did you see that new torp slayernz fired in the torp war. It had a cat's head on it!"

"It's harmless, just one of those holo torps he bought from that guy who put mini wienies on Cardar Command."

"I don't know man, I heard the cat torp fired a hairball first then exploded in the hole it made."

"Ok that's it, no more spice for you!"

[crackshotcerberus]

"So you end up catching up with him?"

"Of course, he always stays in the same place."

"...and? What happened? Seeing as how you are still alive..."

"He started firing a ridiculous amount of torps at my ship."

"What! How are you still alive?"

"I think I finally found torps we can make fun of."

"What do you mean?"

"After four hundred thirteen torps my ship was still in perfect condition."

"He can't have missed that many times...could he? Wait a minute, How many?"

"Four hundred thirteen, all direct hits."

"How the hell do you fit that many torps into a ship?!?"

"I have no idea, I think I finally figured out what we did wrong."

"Pursuing him?"

"No, we were laughing so hard at the torps just kind of floating away from our ship after impact. While we were laughing he rammed us hard enough to disable our engines."

"The reports say that he generally sells the ships, you should be dead."

"The salvage guilds generally don't pay too much for steel song ships."

[fallen]

"So did you back the KickStarter?"

"I did!"

"Did you leave a comment?"

"Uh, no."

"What!? Commenting is one of the MOST important things you can do! All the services track project popularity based on commenting!"

"Oh, I didn't know that ... did you?"

"I did! I left a few actually, and I responded to other people and fostered a good conversation about how excited I was. I really got out there and made some legit noise and shared my love."

"The love of Star Traders. Ok, I've got to leave ... you can half my half vudka ... I've got to go put in a comment or two!"

[slayernz]

"Did you catch what that last guy was babbling about?"

"He said something about commenting on kicking a starter of some sort"

"Are you sure - I thought he was going on about something different"

"Yeah, I was thinking that there is a certain Steel Song captain in the docks that needs a good punt"

"No ... I think he was saying that you need to comment on a site that helps us get a better life outside of this hall"

"Okay ... found it. It's a Kick Starter thing ... kck.st/1thT41E. Hey, I can't make a comment!"

"Oh yeah right. You gotta make a pledge to bid! I'll go for the $10 reward"

"$10 - you're a cheapskate, I'm going for $50"

"Right ... I'll go for $100 and trump you!"

"Great! so we've both pledged.. Now what should we put as our comment?"

"I don't know ... I'm thinking"

"I'm gonna comment right now ... 'Hey everyone, that Steel Song Captain in the Star Dock has a 'Please Kick me' sign on his back. You'd better get in quick before he realizes it's stuck there'"!

[slayernz]

"Damnit, my work is blocking KickStarter - how rude is that"

"You'd better send yourself an email to put a pledge in from home then"

"Man you're so logical, I don't know how I'd drink this Vudka without ya!"

"Huh?!?"

[ntsheep]

"Wow! The sheep's gonna be pissed fallen and slayernz were here and he missed them."

"Nah, someone gave him a laptop."

"We talking about a dance or computer?"

"Hard to tell, he said she had great ram and big hard drives."

[slayernz]

"A good laptop is like a fine torp"

"How's that?"

"It runs long and quiet, has a powerful core, and blows up spectacularly when it impacts a target at Mach 25"

"Wait - when have you ever seen a laptop move at mach 25 letalone impact with an object at that speed?"

"When I strapped one to my torp."

"Umm ... you're weird. I don't think I wanna drink with you no more"

[slayernz]

"You can tell Slayernz is back in employment"

"Oh? How?"

"Cos we're getting spammed by cat posts all through the day"

"I hadn't noticed"

"Yeah, but you're blind and your head is literally stuck in a Spice jug!"

"That reminds me, thanks for punching airholes in the end of the jug!"