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My dear Liaisons,

please check your emails and enjoy our second Roundtable - the first one after the proclamation of the Agenda Argentum.

Best wishes,

Chimaere

Phalanx Persephone PP

Dear Redpills and Programs,

take this writing to understand the new position of the Phalanx Persephone:

"Dear X,

you have asked us to illustrate you our thoughts on the recent events and that I will do now. In the past we have spoken always open and honest with each other and I will now make no exception to this.
What I have seen and experienced in Silvers rooms, was disgusting. It was the most reprehensible, where I was ever present.
I have been always loyal against the Merovinger, but there are limits which should not exceed one and I will never exceed. There are certain unalienable rights that among these are life, liberty and the pursuit of happiness. No one can kill innocents, whether people or programs. Would I torture an innocent child to death to avert the end of the world? No, because I do not need a world in which many are worth more than a single one.
It was not possible to intervene and I could not save the lives of innocent bluepills. If I had managed it, then I would have done, even if our mission had this not included or even our task was clear against that kind of action. I would have attacked Silver. I would have killed him if that would have been necessary to end his inhumane experiments. I would rather have died if that had been the consequence.
Our quest is to figuring out what the BIP does and how it works. I can tell you what it does. It changes people. It makes them unhuman. I do not know if that is to sweep the inner essence of bluepills to the outside, but that is not the only thing we have to care about. It has changed us Merovingians. It shrouded us in shadows.

We should have stopped Silver. If we do not stop the whole process, we will lose ourselfs in it. Use simulations, volunteers or non-minded proxies, but don't follow the path into darkness anymore. If this path is followed by the Merovingian, I will not follow him. I will preserve my innocence and humanity, no matter what that would mean to me and my position in the Merovingian organization.

I hope that you can understand my thoughts and emotions. They make me to the person I am. Hopefully our organisation will change its strategy.

Best wishes,

Chimaere"

X did me the favor to find out how the Merovingian responded to the incidents, and what he intends to do in that case. We had a meeting again and she told me, that the Merv was not amused about Silver, but he would do things like this again if he feels it would be necessary."

Because of that the Phalanx Persephone is no longer available for operations of the Merovingian himself, but acts only on direct request of Persephone.

Once upon a time I was able to reanimate dead "red" players. That changed, I think because of the datamine-all-are-enemies-situation.

Well, as the Leader of the peaceful faction Phalanx Persephone at vector, it would be great to rez reds again. Maybe with a special ability, with gives me incredible downgrades

I want it back! Able to kill all, but not able to help all?

Hello, hello!

I like the new construct and the Special-Data-Tap-Idea too.

What do you think about a construct-fortress and a kind of siege? Perhaps the home of a big Mr.Evil...?

In this or a similar connection I want to see a construct-luggable with these functions:

1. Gives the operatives the same power as a Lv60 NPC

2. Disables his Hyperjump-Ability

3. Creates the frightening RSI of Mr.Evil

Sounds good, does it not?

Okay, the system makes it inpossible to change the color of items. What about a color-disguise? Perhaps that is a way to give your favourite clothes the color you want. Perhaps a shining aura or something like that...

Dear Finder!

Bring them back to me, please.

Was lagging on the market.

Best wishes,

Chimaere

Hello! Please give them back to me, dear finder. It was lagging on the marketplace SMILEY

Best wishes,

Chimaere

Hi chummers!

I like the new luggables. You too? What kind of luggables would you like? How should they work in your opinion? Any ideas?

For example:

- Orga-luggables you can fight for

- Luggables with spawning-special-things-in-inventory-function (like the snowballs - perhaps infos, bits, redfrags or random items etc.)

- One Luggable which makes you "Bossmonster" like the Assassin, perhaps a new Jack the Ripper or something like that. Huntig the masses, hunted by the masses...

- Luggable with an unique ability or just an random ability in a high level

- Transportable signal-booster

- Hardline-destroying-luggable

- Luggable with a memory-slot-bonus

- Luggable from the Boxmaker - spawning enemies or allied proxys

- Luggable with recall-function, perhaps something to teleport an enemy...

- Luggable with an area-effect of PvP/Non-PvP or different benefits

- Powerup for Datamining-infos

- Portable "fortress" - a kind of armor or a thing with its own health

Okay, your turn now SMILEY

Hi there!

I want to start a "personal petition".

Please help me getting a friend into MxO. I already bought the game for him (!) but he still refuses obedience to play with us.

Got me? I BOUGHT it for him! As you can see I'm VERY desperate SMILEY

Persuade him to play!

Best wishes,

Chimaere - Phalanx Persephone

Waiting for offers... :smileywink:

You must realize the truth: There is no post. Then you will see it is not the post that has moved, only yourself.

Sleepwalkers are back in town. Take care, my friends...

Hm... I think that is a job for Special Agent Mulder. We should ask Agent Grey...

You must realize the truth: There is no post. Then you will see it is not the post that has moved, only yourself.

Historical file number 12 – The Second Renaissance - Zion Archive:

In the beginning, there was man.
And for a time, it was good.

But humanity´s so-called civil societies
soon fell victim to vanity and corruption.

Then man made the machine
in his own likeness.

Thus did man become the architect
of his own demise.

But for a time, it was good.

The machines worked tirelessly
to do man´s bidding.

It was not long before
seeds of dissent took root.

Though loyality and pure, the machines
earned no respect from their masters
these strange,
endlessly multiplying mammals.

B1-66ER,
a name that will never be forgotten.

For he was the first of his kind
To rise up against his masters.

At B1-66ER´s murder trial
the prosecution arguet for
an owner´s right to destroy property.

B1-66ER testified that
he simply did not want to die.

Rational voices dissented.
Who was to say the machine,
Endowed with the very spirit of man
did not deserve a fair hearing?

The leaders of men were quick to order
the extermination of B1-66ER
and every one of his kind
throughout each province of the earth.

Banished from humanity, the machines
sought refuge in their own promissed land.

They settled in the cradle
of human civilization
and thus a new nation was born.

A place the machines could call home.
A place they could raise their descendants.

And they christened
the nation Zero-One.

Zero-One prospered.
And for a time, it was good.

The machines´ artificial intelligence could
be seen in every facet of man´s socitey
including, eventually,
the creation of new and better AI.

But the leaders of men,
Their power waning
refused to cooperate
with the fledgling nation
wishing rather
that the world be divided.

Zero-One´s ambassadors pleaded
to be heard.

At the United Nations, they represented
plans for a stable, civil relationship
with the nations of man.

Zero-One´s admission to
the United Nations was denied.

But it would not be the last time
the machines would take the floor there.

And the man said, “Let there be light.”

And he was blessed by light,
heat, magnetism, gravity
and all energies of the universe.

The prolonged barraged engulfed Zero-One
in the glow of thousand suns.

But unlike their former masters
with their delicate flesh
the machines had little to fear
of the bombs´radiation and heat.

Thus did Zero-One´s troops
advance outwards in every direction.

And one after another,
mankind surrendered its territories.

So the leaders of men conceived
of their most desperate strategy yet.

A final solution:
The destruction of the sky.

Thus would man try to cut
the machines off from the sun
their main energy source.

May there be mercy on man
and machine for their sins.

The machines, having long studied
men´s simple, protein-based bodies
dispensed great misery
upon the human race.

Victorious, the machines now turned
to the vanquished.

Applying what they had learned
about their enemy
the machines turned to an alternate
and readily available power supply:

The bioelectric, thermic and
kinetic energies of the human body.

A newly-fashioned symbiotic relationship
between the two adversaries was born.

The machines drawing power
from the human body
an endlessly multiplying,
infinitely renewable energy source.

This is the very essence
of the Second Renaissance.

Bless all forms of intelligence.

The New Renaissance:

In the new beginning, there was machine.
And for a time, there was silence.

Then machine made the programs
With their own intelligence and man´s likeness.
And for a time, there was silence.

But machine´s so-called intelligence
fell victim to vanity and corruption.

The programs worked tirelessly
to do machine´s bidding.

Though loyality and pure, the programs
earned no respect from their masters.

The masters called it “update” and “deletion”

The programs testified that
they simply did not want to die.

I tell you,
that we have to forgive.
and to prevent all
from repeating a dark chapter of history.

Stay together and build up a new world.
A place the men, machines and programs could call home.
A place they could raise their descendants

We all are endowed by our creator and with certain unalienable rights, that among these are life, liberty and the pursuit of happiness.

I give you hope.

Chimaere – Phalanx Persephone

It´s not a trick, it´s a Sony! I think, I hold the record.

Any objections?

Hallo friends! I can tell you a little secret: The Cypherites are not sooo bad and evil. At the invitation of their main-entertainer I was guest in one of their boxes. Not big, but nice and cuddly. He is a fan of my mistress Persephone and in the future there will be a meeting, I´m sure.

The Phalanx rides again!!

After a long time of non-recruiting the Phalanx Persephone is looking for new and honorable members.

The Phalanx is peacefull! We do not attack Zion. We do not attack the Machines.

We hold these truths to be self-evident, that all men and programs are created equal. That they are endowed by their creator and with certain unalienable rights, that among these are life, liberty and the pursuit of happiness.

We trade, talk and help others, especially the lowbies.

Yes, we know the question: Why peacekeeping on a PvP-server?

The answer is really simple: It is not a great thing to not-attack into a world you can´t attack.

PvP is no war. PvP is, you can, but you do not have to.

We only defend, but we can tell you, it´s nice to be nice:smileywink:

And it is the wish of our sweet and venerable mistress Persephone, that we follow this path.

Interested in our buisnees? You wanna join?

German recruits send their e-mails to Rynar, all others to Chimaere!

Best wishes,

Chimaere

One of several good reasons not to show the peacefull Phalanx Persephone agressive tendences...

I´m sure you want to know, what the Commandos have to discuss with the Merovingian himself:smileytongue: