[TEXT] [LOCKED TO NEW HIRES ONLY]

[bringinghopewithme]

[After doing everything he can to verify he's locked this correctly, i.e. asking Stacia to check if he did it right, Bunny presses forth with testing Lonestar's claims.]

Well I haven't been interrogated or tortured any more than usual. Do we trust this thing or not?

[EDITED The next day comes an additional video message -]

I realized two things. Some of you rightly guessed I lied about stealing keys from Jorgmund. Some of you pointed out Jorgmund might somehow be smart enough not to take obvious bait. Well -

[He holds up one paw, and twirls a keyring around one digit.]

It's not a lie anymore.

It got me into a closet and now we have - [He re-angles the camera to show: a metal hammer, multi-bit screwdrivers with a wide range of interchangeable bits, an adjustable wrench, a tiny screwdriver set for delicate work, and a small soldering iron.]

Anyone thinks they can do something useful with any of this, come see me. I'm keeping them hidden and I'm not telling any of you where until I know for sure who talks too much and who doesn't.

Comments

[pathkin]

The system could be even safer if some of you chipped in some extra layers of encryption, but it's close to as safe as I could make it alone. However, there are people here that think we can negotiate with terrorists by unionizing because "it's the law" (??) The greatest threat to Bunny wasn't an encryption break, or me personally, it was the potential malice - or stupidity - of his fellow New Hires and the fact that someone might sell him out to Jorgmund for one snack cake.

Which means posting logged in proves nothing. We're all strangers to each other. Everyone's motives are suspect. Everyone's motives will continue to be suspect for some time, even after we start getting to know each other. For all you know I'm a New Hire who's been promised freedom in exchange for turning any troublemakers over.

For all I know, you are. A cryptographer doesn't scream that they are one in a crowded room in enemy territory. You seem awful keen on getting me to.

Some of you can maybe replace me, but while some of you were good at prying at my code, you were equally good at covering your tracks so I couldn't tell how good. I want to find out how disposable I am first before needlessly painting a big fat target on my back. Because I'm not scared of dying, I'm scared of not being easily replaceable. I'm praying this is as much of a plug and play situation as it seems on first glance. I'm a big fan of redundancies, as anyone that was prodding at my code can attest to.

[He will step forward right away if someone else gets blamed for his work and is about to get punished, though, but he's not just giving someone the idea.]