Well here i am a somewhat worn out captain in an even more worn out LMR. Im Starting out from Aeten in the Raxian System and for want of anything better to do Im going to start building my financial fortune by delivered 95 units of H20 packs to sorros. Ok so its not the stunning financial succes id hopped for, I make an amazing 18 credits profit per unit. Bbut it did give those eagle eyed recruiters time to notice me...
When a new player joins the CS Universe they have no affiliations, but thats usually resolved pretty quickly as not long after they arrive the Welcome messages start ariving. In abridged form these are typically of the form "Welcome, were such and such, join our faction, and well help you". The unsuspecting Noobie may oblige and join, but Ive been around the block a few times...and these days im not prepared to jump into bed with someone that i dont know.
Most of the messages and invites i received are fairly bulk standard, and i politely responded to them all, but a few do bear mentioning. Following an invite from a Cpt Axeman we struck up a conversation, I was initially a little wary, after all my googlepedia terminal says an axeman is a person who wields an axe, such as a woodchopper, an executioner or a warrior of antiquity. Still pondering what you would need an axe for in a space ship i declined his invite to come out to his system and join his faction, but he did have something very cogent to say "Well so far as Im concerned, meeting people is the only real profit in this or any game", I couldnt agree more, we ended our chat with me promising to look him up when i eventually make it out his way, maybe we could quaff a pint or two of Rumino ale.
Another of the welcome messages led to an introduction to a certian Captain Tigger, Tigger was very helpfull and provided me with the locations of the raxian starbase and all 3 raxian refineries and the type of ores they could process. He also gave me the location of a couple of asteroids, well since my trading effort hadnt exactly stunned me with its excessive profits It was probably time to put my LMR to the use for which it was designed. However Im not one to just jump to some random co-ordinates that apparently lead to a astroid made of gold. So i checked up on this Captain Tigger, My research was a jumble, theres something about orange and black stripes, and bouncing... Before i had time to interogate Cpt Tigger further I was told he (or possibly she) had to go to teach a dance lesson !!! So Im left wondering what sort of person this cpt Tigger really is, some sort of mad black and orange stripped pogo dancer? could i trust them? Still they had given me the starbase and refinery info, so I risk it...
It turns out Tiggers really are wonderfull things, sure there were a bunch of ships at the location provided, but rather than a Corvette welcoming party theyre all LMR's like mine, and are swarming round one massive roid made of ..just checking my scanners...yep GOLD. I spent the rest of the day shuttling gold ore from the roid back to a planet, just one more busy bee round the golden honey pot. My starting capital has quadruppled, still i cant help wondering if i should be refining the ore rather than selling the raw product, perhapes i can look into that tommorow.
I switch off the cabin lights and settle down for a well deserved rest, with dreams of solid gold astroids and massive fortunes to be made.
This is the diary and notes of Sydney Jones, a Space Ship Captain in the ChosenSpace Universe. He is a happy go lucky sort of fellow. Who, you will see if you read further, tends to rely a little too heavily on his googlpedia terminal.
Donnerstag, 4. Oktober 2007
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