Post by Charlotte on Apr 26, 2021 20:08:26 GMT -5
Doctor Ustan Filcere scowled at his workscreen and snarled the word, "How?"
Another one of the damned things had gotten through the University's filters and apparently sent the translators packing. They were everywhere now.
At least with the proliferation came a significant degradation in quality that meant there was no more speculation among his co-workers as to the veracity.
Dear Sir/Madam/Vod/Wwrcahwowhwa:
I am Prince Gestar Buffton from Bastion. I am certain this correspondence is very surprise, but I am in need of your help most incessantly. I must with emergency transfer to the Core due to persecution from the recent misfortune war, which was executed to my salubrious sorrow. Please with great confidential, let me share that from my father, Emperor Maltez Buffton from Bastion, I keep the brain of Sadhric Tlin in most pristine. Value is 43000000 or more.
If you with kind heart will transfer to me 6000, I will be able to find home in the Core and will then give you the brain in much worship.
Please hurry, as persecution is tree. Please reply immediate.
With very appreciate,
Prince Gestar Buffton from Bastion
