To: Everyone

[leitstern]

When I was only fifteen my closest friend learned the importance of manners. At present I respect him too much to repeat the tale. Though the shock taught him well, I hardly think I can claim credit for his education. He learned all by himself that his lesson was a simple one: if you intrude on a private space, you cannot expect the individual to let things be.

Our realms within the Horizon are supposedly an expression of emotions and desires. How many worlds exist that are akin to an expression of one’s identity? To visit another’s sanctuary is an honour and a privilege. One that many abuse and squander by entering without permission.

For some, they are the closest place to home. How can one rest knowing their only source of shelter has been intruded upon by nothing more than common knaves and scoundrels?

This leads unto the question I have for all of you:

Have you people never learned to knock?

To: Everyone

[earthborn]

This is Commander Shepard of the SSV Normandy SR-2, Systems Alliance.

I know by now that that won't mean a lot to most of you; this world, this planet at least, is a bit farther down the tech curve than my normal. I'm given to understand that for a certain portioned of my fellow summoned, this is not the case. So I'll ask:

How many spacers are here, aside from myself?

Sound off. I'm willing to bet we have a hell of a lot more in common than anything else, no matter who says we ought to be at whoever's throats, or why.