good morning Rifters.
I took part in the event, however not in the way I had imagined I would.
I signed up to PAC last week, mainly to find out what was happening and to be able to protect Salome, not out of love but to find out what she knew. On the 29th I spent the morning engineering my i-eagle (so a nice little bonus from the RP) and eventually headed back to Founders, switched to my DBX, flew out to the edge of the bubble on an intercept line. Docked up and tx'd the i-eagle, fully armed. No one tells me not to take weapons.
DBX'd back to Founders and waited. As always I was monitoring this thread and saw the Teorge discovery revealed. Dynamite. Switched to FdL and flew to Teorge, only 5 jumps away. Confirmed the LP's and contents of the message, with the help of Cmdr Dr Strange and realised from that moment Salome was doomed. I withdrew from cooperating with PAC. Clearly if the message was true then PAC, CoR, SDC et al had manipulated how this was going to play out. The elite, the shadowy elements for whom empire, federation or alliance are just convenient labels to be used for their own advantage, had to kill Salome to prevent the last part of the knowledge becoming public and used PAC to enable the murder.
So I waited in SC in Teorge for hours, monitoring and scanning all traffic in the hope I could prevent an ambush at the final destination. A few others had the same plan and although we didn't wing up, we chatted and updated each other as events unfolded.
Salome died as I thought would happen. The knowledge for now, lost. Then a small wing jumped in, with Raan. I locked on and moved to provide cover but an instancing issue broke the lock and I lost contact. A few minutes later the instance fixed and the small wing confirmed Raan had made it, although a few decided to try and blockade the system and force the independents to leave. After the HP incident the player was told that we don't take orders from PAC. No interdictions or further threats made.
So after checking the system one final time I headed back to Founders deep in thought. The message shows we are fodder, mere pawns to be used for the empowerment of those who wish to be able to leave the bubble unhindered by any external threat. We are an expendable wall of flesh to be minced in the grinding gears of war whilst the Elite, dangerous with their intent, fly off to pastures new.
I wonder if they will sip Chablis as they leave behind them the cesspool of famine, disease and slaughter filled with the outraged cries of the dispossessed.
I wonder what I will do about it?