Ok so i dug out my Cobra MKIII and did what she does best: farmed planetary materials, did chained missions, delivered data and generally boosted around like an idiot with my G5 dirty tuned thrusters.
All good and well, nothing out of the ordinary. I even gave her a steam punk look just for the hell of it:
Decided it was time to get those groovy space shades that are all over the vid feeds as well, Groovy:
So off i went, enjoying the views, and farming the beejezus nickel and iron in prep for DECN exped and those repair limpet thingies I will need to synthesise:
Until it all got weird of course....I investigated an unexpected signal source which turned out to be combat aftermath. Great i thought, free stuff as my Northern English lineage came to the fore with the words 'free' and 'stuff' kicking in some primal need to scrounge. I stopped and saw the sad remains of a very dead, very fragmented Anaconda. The signal source was coming from within the guts of this thing:
I got a little target fixated and got completely stuck in her guts. Nice:
I tried everything: bad language, lube, thrusting in and out of her, hell i even said I loved her: all to no avail. I am currently still deep within her with no way of getting out. Going to set up camp here for a bit, got a crate of JD which needs sampling.
This is CMDR Voorheez, last survivor of the Damocles, drinking myself silly...
All good and well, nothing out of the ordinary. I even gave her a steam punk look just for the hell of it:
Decided it was time to get those groovy space shades that are all over the vid feeds as well, Groovy:
So off i went, enjoying the views, and farming the beejezus nickel and iron in prep for DECN exped and those repair limpet thingies I will need to synthesise:
Until it all got weird of course....I investigated an unexpected signal source which turned out to be combat aftermath. Great i thought, free stuff as my Northern English lineage came to the fore with the words 'free' and 'stuff' kicking in some primal need to scrounge. I stopped and saw the sad remains of a very dead, very fragmented Anaconda. The signal source was coming from within the guts of this thing:
I got a little target fixated and got completely stuck in her guts. Nice:
I tried everything: bad language, lube, thrusting in and out of her, hell i even said I loved her: all to no avail. I am currently still deep within her with no way of getting out. Going to set up camp here for a bit, got a crate of JD which needs sampling.
This is CMDR Voorheez, last survivor of the Damocles, drinking myself silly...
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