(Originally Broadcast on NHK TV, Japan rebroadcast on NBC and the
BBC 1 week later. This is raw footage, provided by NHK's archivists,
is put together with footage from the report.)

(Forgive some of the translations. But it is a direct translation
to English. It's provided as subtitles below the video. I lack the
proper manpower or facilities for a quality dub.
-Sakurako "Endeavor" Hino.)

(Scene: A Reporter appears on a standard news broadcast set. A
backdrop of Tokyo's skyline is in the background. She looks like
your typical news reporter. She Bows.)

Good Evening, I'm Fujiko Hanamaru. And this is our new series,
Nova Tokyo. A news magazine of the goings on of Nippon's Nova
community. I'm proud to have been picked to bring to you, the
audience, views of the Nova side not galmorized or dramatized
by other networks. Our Inaugural story is of interest to those
that have followed a unique nova who has come into the limelight
here in our great city.

(A video graphic appears on a wide screen behind her, saying
(Translated from japanese): Novas gone wild!?! Delinquent Nova
or Spinned Propaganda?)

By now, some of you have seen clips from N!'s exploitive "Novas
Gone Wild" series, made by their rogue tabloid department, and
the current episode has more of a story behind it than anyone
can imagine.

It is a story, that must be told here. A story of a girl, looking
for friendship, loyalty, and respect. This is the story of a night of
venting pent up emotion, and stress. And the kinship between a
rag-tag band of Novas, willing to back eachother up.

Not exactly what N! Wants you to hear.

Now we introduce you to Sakurako "Endeavor" Hino, and her unlikely
allies, Twist, and Jager. And perhaps, after you hear what REALLY
happened here, you'll understand the events more clearly, and see
the exploitive extremes that N!'s entertainment division is willing
to go. And how far they'll comprimise their ethics
to destroy those Nova's reputations.

Over the next few episodes, we'll have interviews with the players
involved in the video, and clear up some discrepencies involved. And,
perhaps an apology from N! may be gained as well.

(Full screen computer graphic titled:
Novas gone wild!?! Delinquent Nova or Spinned Propaganda?
Reporter: Fujiko Hanamaru.
Photographer: Shinji Toma.)

(Scene Switch, Hino Manor, Daytime.)

This, is the Hino Manor. Built in 2004 after the late Hitomi Hino
became CEO of the now defunct Hino Corporation. In this building
is now the base of the fledgeling Hino Foundation. A foundation
run only by one person, Sakurako Hino. She has recently become one
of the more noticed persons on the N!Prime bulletin boards. She is
also known in the underground hacker community. Not as a hacker,
but as a ruthlessly efficient sysop. Sakurako has invited me to her
residence to explain in greater detail and reveal things
edited out and not seen in the "Novas Gone Wild" tape that will
shed light on the practices of N!'s tabloid productions.

(Scene Switch, Dining Room, Hino Manor. A HUGE bay window overlooks
the lake on the manor property.)

Fujiko: I'm pleased to have been invited to your residence,
Miss Hino.

Sakurako: No, the pleasure is all mine. *smiles*

Fujiko: Now, first off, what started the party off in the first
place?

Sakurako: What started it? Well, I, Twist, and Jager wanted to
simply watch an XWF pay-per-view and generally have a low-key
party.

Fujiko: Sounds Innocent enough.

Sakurako: But we were unable to hook up. So we decided to put it on
hold while we helped a friend.

Fujiko: What sort of help?

Sakurako: The sort of stuff that puts your life on the line.
That sort of help.

Fujiko: I see. So, afterward, you decided to grab some new
high-octane party drink?

Sakurako: Yep. Although I should have checked up on the guy's
credentials. I thought I was getting some genuine Ampwell.

Fujiko: I heard that stuff is hard to come by.

Sakurako: Yeah. But it was something FAR MORE stronger than that.
We started off by watching the PPV I recorded and having the typical
party foods available. Of course it had to be in large quanities.

Fujiko: You think you were set up by that person that gave you the
drink? By being given a product you didn't know the effects of?
Possibly as part of a conspiracy to smash your reputation?

Sakurako: Possibly. But, it seems more like the guy was selling a
knockoff recipie of Ampwell. A drink made famous in Ibiza. It's one
of Jager's favorite party drinks. This knock off though was a far
more potent drink. I think I got blitzed after oh... 2 or 3 drinks.

Fujiko: That leads to the crazyness. What lead you and Twist to go
full throttle into a pole act?

Sakurako: It was all in fun. As you notice from the video available,
we didn't strip or anything. Although... *giggles* I did take an
inflatable life vest from storage for when we boat on the lake, put
some air into it, and faked a large bust size by wearing it under
the middy blouse I was wearing. Twist was well... Just being funny.

Fujiko: Yeah, I did get a laugh actually. The tape tried to add a
nastier taste to it, but I felt it was just someone trying to
embarass you guys.

Sakurako: Hey, as Lance Stryker saya, I've done nothing I'm not afraid
to own up to, and that's a damn fact. Yeah. Actually the only thing of
interest that ocurred is the little improptu match we had.

Fujiko: Explain.

Sakurako: *sigh* Well, Jager and I had a little disagreement who
should have won the Armadillo Kid vs. Duke "Core" Baron match. I,
being knocked loopy from the drinks we had, put Jager through a table.
Jager responded by knocking me around a bit, and it led outside.
Then, Jager got up to the balcony out front and did a sick Asai
Moonsault on me. I'm still seeing the chiropractor.

Fujiko: Um, I thought Novas didn't need such things?

Sakurako: Um, I don't have powers to re-allign my spine, Ma'am.

Fujiko: *blushes* Umm, I stand corrected.

Sakurako: Anyways, through the rest of the night we generally had
some good natured fun. We were blitzed, that's true, but we were
having fun.

Fujiko: Do you think, the losses you suffered recently, namely the
murders of your family, attributed to the greater level of the
party's revelry?

Sakurako: Well, um... Ms. Hanamaru, what did you mean by that?

Fujiko: Well, you have been under great stress lately. Dealing
with your mother's last obligations and dealing with Hinocorp's
final debts and obligations. Watching your liquid assets
dwindle to half of what they were?

Sakurako: *glares* Money dosen't matter to me. As for stress, yeah,
there has been tons of it. That party did help. I felt I was among
peers. I'd trust those fellows with my life, and they'd trust theirs
with me. I may be somewhat strange, but I know what is important
now. Yeah, I may have some hang-ups but I like the way things are
unfolding. I'm dealing with the loss of my family in my own way.

Fujiko: I understand you have some... Hobbies. That are eluded to in
the video.

Sakurako: You're saying I'm an Otaku?

Fujiko: It seems that's what was implied. You were going through
various anime costumes during that party.

Sakurako: Yeah. I was doing that because I was having fun. And,
maybe my judgement was a little clouded. Besides, Twist seemed to
like joining in. Well, again, I have to repeat, WE WERE sort of not
our usual selves.

Fujiko: Well, you do have an extensive collection I heard.

Sakurako: Yeah I do. Can't a girl have her own hobbies? *smiles*
I'll show it to you if you're interested. That is, after I show you
HOW those people at N! got those video files.

Fujiko: Actually I would... I'm... sort of a closet otaku myself.

Sakurako: Good. Come with me.

(Scene Change: Yggdrasil Alcove, a massive computer room in the
basement of the Hino Manor.)

Fujiko: Whoa... This is more than I imagined!

Sakurako: And all off the shelf parts. Perfectly within Utopia's
tech restrictions. The op-system though was programmed by my mother
and myself.

(Sakurako steps up unto a pedistal, while a clear keyboard and
screen workbench encloses around her. Sakurako is wearing a
pink and white loose-fitting bodysuit, with several wires and cords
leading from it into the workbench at it's 6 o'clock position.
Sakurako waves her hand infront of the 12 o'clock screen and board
in front of her, the cooling towers emerge from the floor with the
main supercomputer CPU. the 180 degree ceiling lights up as a
secondary computer screen, surrounding Sakurako and Fujiko.
The computer in front of her hums to life.)

Fujiko: So, this is all off the shelf?

Sakurako: Yep, and the plastic screens and boards here are made of
hino-polymer.

Fujiko: Nice. These ceiling screens are using a mylar/lcd hybrid
technology?

Sakurako: Yes. It's something several companies have been working
on since the late 1990's. These screens are just now plausible with
the level of micro-technology developed.

(Sakurako does a few more movements of her hands)

Fujiko: Why don't you use Eufiber in the things you invent?

Sakurako: One thing, I'm alergic to Eufiber. It's something I've had
since I erupted. The other is that whenever I contact it, I cause it
to "die". Making it unuseable. Third, I don't think it's right to
use the secretions of a nova in such manners. I know the Nova
responsible does it willingly, but I feel better doing things on my
own.

Fujiko: That's very honorible of you. Oh, that suit is sort of baggy.
does that hamper the interface?

Sakurako: Oh sorry, I tend to forget... (Sakurako presses a button,
and with a his of the trapped air leaving from valves, the memory
polymer modified Hino Polymer suit changes it's fit to a tight
fitting mode.) It's not important, but I move better in this mode.

Fujiko: I could sure use a suit like that when I snorkel!

Sakurako: *smiles* Thanks for the vote of support. Now, I have to
show you this. It's a recording of a hacker attack on my main
computer. (A replay of the attack on her datastore follows...)
Now, see that prefix on that guy's OPIP ID?

Fujiko: OPIP?

Sakurako: OPIP is the OPnet Identification Protocol. A series of
numbers like a phone number assigned to every OPnet connected device
out there. It looks like this: 000.000.000.000.000.000.000 That
series of numbers allows for so many combinations, there would need
to be WAY more computers and PDAS than there are people. Now, the
hacker here had an N! prefix on his local ID, then, watch... He
changed his OPIP through a spoof into a typical 000.000 prefix. It's
a standard hacker trick to try an anonymous ID and use a code
cracker program to gain access into a mainframe's kernel. Anyways,
as I deploy firewalls to defend the kernel, he uses that to grab the
video files that he did, and ran.

Fujiko: So, N! got files from an illegal act?

Sakurako: I'm not sure, It may have been that the guy posted it on
his web page, and through so many different middle-men N! recieved
it. You can't even track the progress anymore. I can't even find the
guy that did the deed in the first place. He was good. Perhaps out
there is a Nova hacker with more Elite skills than even I.

Fujiko: You think highly of yourself there.

Sakurako: Comes with the territory.

(Scene Change, Sakurako's Anime warehouse like storeroom. Sakurako
is in a typical pink/white short-sleeved sailor collared middy
blouse with a pink pleated skirt. The blouse has more poofier than
normal sleeves.. Fujiko is just in awe of the collection...)

Fujiko: So, THIS is the little storeroom?

Sakurako: Actually this is my mother's collection merged with mine
and my sister's. The costumes? They're all mine. It's a collection
of all my costumes I've worn at Cons, Halloween, and for general
fun. It's not really my life, but it's a hobby that, I'll admit, has
gone to an extreme I never expected.

Fujiko: I'm not too suprised. When I was a kid I had quite the
collection. Well, I hate to cut and run but my time here is about
done.

Sakurako: Oh, no problem. It's perfectly fine. Stop by anytime. I do
have extras I can give in trade if there's something you're looking
for. Oh, you're practically my size... Here... (Sakurako hands Fujiko
a brown paper box.)

Fujiko: Oh I couldn't.

Sakurako: It's a spare outfit of mine. It's what I'm wearing.
Please. You were a good guest and, well, I need to make a little
room.

Fujiko: Thank you. *bows*

Sakurako: *bows* You're more than welcome.

(Scene change, Fujiko is outside walking to the driveway in the
front of the manor to the parking lot. She's wearing the outfit
Sakurako gave her.)

Ahem. Sorry, Just wanted to try it on... This is Fujiko Hanamaru,
NHK News. Thank you, Goodnight. *bows*

(Extra Footage...)
Fujiko to Cameraman: You know, she's rather nice.
Cameraman: Yeah, but don't you think she's a little creepy?
Fujiko: Not really. After all, she's still young. We all seem to forget
our youth.
Cameraman: I guess. Oh, nice sailor suit.
Fujiko: You really think so... Wait a minute... You sly dog.
Cameraman: Hey, gotta stay young! *laughs* (camera is put down)
Fujiko: I'll get you! What did you mean by that! HEY COME BACK HERE!
(End Footage)