| From: | Brian Rogers <rogers@****.UIUC.EDU> |
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| Subject: | Another Friend Goes the Way... |
| Date: | Sun, 14 May 1995 17:56:04 -0500 |
be best to share it with the rest of you...just in case there were others
that cared for tW that he didnt know. Bear knows that there were quite a
few more people who had an interest in my well being than I knew when
I tried to ... Well, here it is.
May your soul find peace, Whistler.
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>>>>>[Well, maybe the bastards have won. I know I haven't.
What do you do, when everything you believed in, everything you loved, is
destroyed?
I was once a normal security operative for, well, I think most of you
know who I used to work for, back in the 40s. But the fraggin' trolls
and orcs killed my family. They took my nice, comfortable life. Frag...
You know, I spent the next year of my life inside a bottle. And who
stood by me? Johnny Rotten and the Corp. Yeah, the Corp stood by me.
They knew that after I climbed out of the bottle I became a
shadowrunner. I think they even steered some work my way.
After I while, I wanted my nice comfortable life back. I didn't want to
live in constant fear. So I started to work my way back into the Corp.
Hell, I still freelanced, but I was now bound, body and soul to Samantha
Villiers. I was on my way, after five years wandering in the
wastelands. I even found Kyrie. I found love again. I asked her to
marry me, she said yes. I was only months away from spending the rest of
my life behind a desk, and I was looking forward to it. I wanted my new
life. And then that slitch CircE took it from me.
Not only did she take my Kyrie, she took my job, my identity, my life. I
spent a year on the run from the law, slowly assembling a new identity,
and new life back in the shadows. But now that slitch has taken even
this from me. What do I have left? I have tried revenge; but the cost
has become to high. I could sue for peace, but I know CircE will not
stop until I am dead. I wont let her win. This way, at best, she gets
a draw. Im sorry...this is the only way it could work out.
And so I am left with one option. My mission with OS^2 has been
completed. Macros the Black has been captured. Perhaps some sort of
justice will be served. But now that my job is done, I must leave.
Kor, thank you for being such a good friend. I have had precious little
friendships here in the shadows.
It is too late to stop me. I have left.
Goodbye. I leave...this world...this place...no better than when I found
it.]<<<<<
--the Whistler<5-11-56/03:34:18>
CircE -- I dont know what your beef was with him but let it end now.
His life has been reduced to its most basic components. Allow him to
rest in peace. I have been told that his body was found and identified. At
least he went the way a mage should -- weaving a spell that no one on earth
should have been able to survive in the first place. Admirable.
If you ever need anything, my friend, I'll see you in the Astral. May your
soul find the peace that we all seek so fitfully.
I have been given a list of his debts that need to be taken care of, I will
be cutting credit to cover them as soon as I so find the time. CircE -- Your
debt is paid in full. I hope you are happy.]<<<<<
-- Kor <22:45:41 / 05-14-56>
