Galnet: Attention cmdr's. We are building a new outpost. Come and help for the big cause!!!
CMDR x: What do we get in return?
FD: You get special discounts on 'services'
CMDR X: what kind of services?
FD: It is a surprise.... work and haul!.... work and haul!
CMDR x: When do we need to stop working and hauling?
FD: We don't tell you... it is a surprise!!!
CMDR x: but we already have 1000 of the same space stations?
FD: Work and haul...! Work and haul...!
CMDR x: We worked 2 days now? We are not seeing anything changing?
FD: Work and haul...! Work and haul...! You'll see....
CMDR x: Help !! Help!! We are getting attacked by pirates... please we need some security over here!!
FD: WHAT? How dare you ask such thing. Space is dangerous, we can not provide such security. Your should know your life is worthless in this universe...
Now hurry up , we are running out of time!!!! Work and haul!
1 week has past and thousands cmdr's worked and hauled, ships have been destroyed and battles were won and lost.
A lot of cmdr's got killed, some escaped but losses were heavy and morale was low.
Yet, cmdr x somehow survived, persisted and kept working till the end for the benefit of the 'greater cause'
CMDR x: Ok mister, i worked 7 days. My ship is a wreck and my body is broken ... time is up and i did the best i could.
FD: Muahahaha.... here you have a 'copy' of a space station... now get out of my sight and be happy... Muahhaha...
Wait! One more thing cmdr x. I just recieved some intel report: system y is being invaded!
We need all the help we can get to repel these dangerous intruders from our society.
CMDR x: Ok thank you for the info... i will fly to the rescue immediately. Fear not, we will defend the system whatever the cost may be. Zzzzzzzzooooooof...
FD x: Muahhaaahahaha... those strange CMDR's do anything we say.
And they even think the NPC's are lacking some kind of intelligent behaviour? Mmmm...
Oh well... which 'event' should we 'inject' next?
FD Y: Let's organise a race true the galaxy.
FD X: Oh yes, great idea. That will keep them busy for a while... Muahhahaaahaaa!
Galnet: Attention attention to all CMDR's!
We organise the Big Space Race!! CMDR's who participate are expected at the entrance of Lincoln Dock at 18 feb...
The first person that will get to the core of the galaxy recieves 5.000.000. credits
Yes you heard it right... 5.000.000. credits and eternal galactic fame and glory!!!
... and so the story about cmdr x continues. Where will he go and what choices will he make on his quest for the galactic truth?
______________________
Use our imagination and be gratefull for what we got? Yep, right...
Only one cheerfull question pops in to my mind:
Is David B. some kind of 'sado' or is he the 'nutty professor' who wants to explore the depths of the human mind?
CMDR x: What do we get in return?
FD: You get special discounts on 'services'
CMDR X: what kind of services?
FD: It is a surprise.... work and haul!.... work and haul!
CMDR x: When do we need to stop working and hauling?
FD: We don't tell you... it is a surprise!!!
CMDR x: but we already have 1000 of the same space stations?
FD: Work and haul...! Work and haul...!
CMDR x: We worked 2 days now? We are not seeing anything changing?
FD: Work and haul...! Work and haul...! You'll see....
CMDR x: Help !! Help!! We are getting attacked by pirates... please we need some security over here!!
FD: WHAT? How dare you ask such thing. Space is dangerous, we can not provide such security. Your should know your life is worthless in this universe...
Now hurry up , we are running out of time!!!! Work and haul!
1 week has past and thousands cmdr's worked and hauled, ships have been destroyed and battles were won and lost.
A lot of cmdr's got killed, some escaped but losses were heavy and morale was low.
Yet, cmdr x somehow survived, persisted and kept working till the end for the benefit of the 'greater cause'
CMDR x: Ok mister, i worked 7 days. My ship is a wreck and my body is broken ... time is up and i did the best i could.
FD: Muahahaha.... here you have a 'copy' of a space station... now get out of my sight and be happy... Muahhaha...
Wait! One more thing cmdr x. I just recieved some intel report: system y is being invaded!
We need all the help we can get to repel these dangerous intruders from our society.
CMDR x: Ok thank you for the info... i will fly to the rescue immediately. Fear not, we will defend the system whatever the cost may be. Zzzzzzzzooooooof...
FD x: Muahhaaahahaha... those strange CMDR's do anything we say.
And they even think the NPC's are lacking some kind of intelligent behaviour? Mmmm...
Oh well... which 'event' should we 'inject' next?
FD Y: Let's organise a race true the galaxy.
FD X: Oh yes, great idea. That will keep them busy for a while... Muahhahaaahaaa!
Galnet: Attention attention to all CMDR's!
We organise the Big Space Race!! CMDR's who participate are expected at the entrance of Lincoln Dock at 18 feb...
The first person that will get to the core of the galaxy recieves 5.000.000. credits
Yes you heard it right... 5.000.000. credits and eternal galactic fame and glory!!!
... and so the story about cmdr x continues. Where will he go and what choices will he make on his quest for the galactic truth?
______________________
Use our imagination and be gratefull for what we got? Yep, right...
Only one cheerfull question pops in to my mind:
Is David B. some kind of 'sado' or is he the 'nutty professor' who wants to explore the depths of the human mind?
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