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:_.-:`:-._; Ehde Storm Manufacturing, Ltd. :_.-:`:-._;
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[An enthusiastic Decheeran appears in your mindsim speaking quickly]

Gonna have to speak with furvor folks, the damn advertising
companies charge a bough and a limb for ad time so...I kinda barged
my way in here...better get through this

[It peers frantically around then takes a deep breath and imitates
its best used spaceship salesman voice]
Starmourn Sector,

As the wheels of the galactic economy start turning after the most
recent stimulus package, I'm thinking now is the time to announce the
grand opening of Ehde Storm Manufacturing, Ltd.! That sweet stench of
commerce is permeating the air like pheremones of a sex-starved Tukkav
during mating season and boy-howdy, that smell is thicccc!

Now, I'm sure you folks think I'm nothing but a Tukkav oil salesman,
but let's be clear, Edhe Storm Manufacturing, Ltd. is anything but.
I've got more autofactories than an Elgin swinger has partners, and
they are all greased and ready for your production needs!

I am currently offering services from the following:

[ a table appears in your mindsim]
Omni Station: Iota Station:
-> Nonmetals -> Batteries
-> Processors
-> Explosives
-> Alloys

Come see me, Ehde Storm, for all your manufacturing needs! If Ehde
can't make it,

[a pissed off Elgin Public-Comms attendant runs in the room screaming
as Tukkav security tackles Ehde to the ground. The Elgin turns to face
the monitor and speaks]
Then he's probably too flakking poor to afford that autofactory.

[a monotone, absurdly quick voice ends the advertisement] Ehde Storm Manufacturing assumes no liability for adverse reaction to
Tukkav oil.