##Starblog: Week 1
Hello, my little anchovies. I’ve several updates I’ve been meaning to blog, just for you, my readers.
##The Case of the Mondays
Well, we all lnew this was going to happen, as it always does curiously when we push send on what appear to be dubious alternative facts. Although even I am impressed with myself more than usual that my reportage was so deftly flipped out the gate. This was quicker than me getting kicked in the tail that time on STLLR. Remember that, yuk yuk.
For those of you who blinked it and missed it, the StarFOX insider blog was the target of a DDOS (distributed denial of speech) attack shortly after the initial publishing. But, thanks to our wonderful network of affiliate partners, we’ve resumed broadcasting.
Those responsible for suppressing official propaganda have not yet been identified. But, here’s the interesting bit - it’ didn’t come from the ship-mates. No doubt, from the things I’ve learned this week, some of them would if they knew (more on that in a bit), but they couldn’t have. I was watching them all fiddle with this Kassandra system - it couldn’t have been them. That’s what I do, as a reporter, I watch people, and then form opinions. So, pretty certain it wasn’t them. Period.
Who are these mysterious star-gawkers then, exercising their extra-Charbydian influence? And what nefarious interests to they have in squelching this sealio? Have I, inadvertently, discovered a hideout of Central Scruitinizers lurking amongst the Scylla Debris? Time will tell.
In the meantime, I enjoy the fruits of the extra readership. I don’t mean to brag, but this extra traffic has boosted my humble blog into THE MOST POPULAR BLOG OF THE COLERIDGE. OF ALL TIME. And, since we’re talking about my aethernet ratings, don’t forget this week’s deal in the Star Social Store: ANCHOVIES!. Remember, I get 2 jars for every 1 you order, and I have a list of who’s been ordering.
#Crew? Or Collective?
Let’s take a break from talking about this unwanted spotlight thrust upon me in order to return to the primary subject of this investigative series, the crew. As expected, it didn’t take long for these salvage workers to start socializing. Laughing and talking and drinking at the bar, which is, I’m telling you, A MESS. As we know, social behavior quickly leads to cooperation. They’re giving each other pointers, tips, advice on how to best survive. And then, it happened.
Are you sitting down?
I witnessed the unregulated intersentient exchange of Juice (Ʉ). Not a contract in sight, let alone any of the conventions required by proper Intergalactic Finance Unizone Currency Transfer specifications. Remember when they told us that Space Banking would be reformed out in The Void?
#The Kicker
As if that wasn’t enough thrilling developments for one week, just last night I heard one of the space moose talking to one of the space lobsters about the Falkayn School of space mercantilism.
That’s right: I believe I’m in the company of falxists.
Gotta go. Need to pick a mission to keep suspicions down. Wish me luck!
//SEELO OUT
