Greetings fellow Commanders,
over the last couple of days I have changed my gameplay style and wanted to share my findings with you.
After donning the bounty-hunter hat for a while in a shiny Viper I'v recently switched back to being a trader. Re-bought that Type-6 in order to visit strange new places.
So far so vanilla. But to make things interesting I am now doing three things to 'sweeten the deal'
1st and formost, no more runninig from inderdictions. Yes, HE seekers are expensive and yes, so are repairs. But the Fun! The Exitment!
2nd, I now always dock with rotational correction off and FA off. Starting from when I exit supercruise. So when you see a Type-6 in great need of a new paintjob, that would be me.
3rd, no trade tools apart from galaxy map plus pen+paper.
As a way to go see places I currently have the following routine: First I find a courier run on the BBS, see where it takes me and then try to find out (using the galaxy map) what might be a good trade from here to there.
As for the credits lost, here is what happened:
Yesterday evening I had one last delivery I wanted to make, and the belly full of auto fabricators in hopes of making a nice profit. Settling into the routine of undocking, exiting and jump to hyperspace everything was looking good. At my destination I had to arc around the sun and then off to a cruise of about 600ls.
This wasn't any backwater anarchy system, I was in federal space. I felt safe. But I wasn't. Pirates!
Next thing I know I'm firing HE missiles at a pair of Sidewinders. I always had a twitchy trigger finger and today wasn't any different. But wait, didn't I forget something? Indeed, these 'fine gentlemen' apparently managed to bribe their way around a local judge, and apparently I shot first.
Bottom line, the police are now looking for me. "You just watch yourself. We're wanted men. I have the death sentence on 12 systems".
Still, I managed to get to the station intact. Doing a slow approach, because I do not want to attracty any attention from the polis. Silent running on, a slight nudge here, a short burn there and I'm halfway into the letterbox. At which point I realise I don't have a docking permit!
I hit full reverse, for a moment thinkig 'I can still make this' when the alarm goes off: 'detecting hostile scan' and only a heartbeat later 'shields offline'. Then a boom, then nothing. The emergency eject must have knocked me unnconscious.
The gal from the insurance company was quite charming, but she still took my money. As for the auto-fabricators, at least I can write them off as expenses.
Money-wise I'm now back to where I was two days ago, but boy did I learn my lesson.
thanks for reading, see you all out there
Commander Benderson
over the last couple of days I have changed my gameplay style and wanted to share my findings with you.
After donning the bounty-hunter hat for a while in a shiny Viper I'v recently switched back to being a trader. Re-bought that Type-6 in order to visit strange new places.
So far so vanilla. But to make things interesting I am now doing three things to 'sweeten the deal'
1st and formost, no more runninig from inderdictions. Yes, HE seekers are expensive and yes, so are repairs. But the Fun! The Exitment!
2nd, I now always dock with rotational correction off and FA off. Starting from when I exit supercruise. So when you see a Type-6 in great need of a new paintjob, that would be me.
3rd, no trade tools apart from galaxy map plus pen+paper.
As a way to go see places I currently have the following routine: First I find a courier run on the BBS, see where it takes me and then try to find out (using the galaxy map) what might be a good trade from here to there.
As for the credits lost, here is what happened:
Yesterday evening I had one last delivery I wanted to make, and the belly full of auto fabricators in hopes of making a nice profit. Settling into the routine of undocking, exiting and jump to hyperspace everything was looking good. At my destination I had to arc around the sun and then off to a cruise of about 600ls.
This wasn't any backwater anarchy system, I was in federal space. I felt safe. But I wasn't. Pirates!
Next thing I know I'm firing HE missiles at a pair of Sidewinders. I always had a twitchy trigger finger and today wasn't any different. But wait, didn't I forget something? Indeed, these 'fine gentlemen' apparently managed to bribe their way around a local judge, and apparently I shot first.
Bottom line, the police are now looking for me. "You just watch yourself. We're wanted men. I have the death sentence on 12 systems".
Still, I managed to get to the station intact. Doing a slow approach, because I do not want to attracty any attention from the polis. Silent running on, a slight nudge here, a short burn there and I'm halfway into the letterbox. At which point I realise I don't have a docking permit!
I hit full reverse, for a moment thinkig 'I can still make this' when the alarm goes off: 'detecting hostile scan' and only a heartbeat later 'shields offline'. Then a boom, then nothing. The emergency eject must have knocked me unnconscious.
The gal from the insurance company was quite charming, but she still took my money. As for the auto-fabricators, at least I can write them off as expenses.
Money-wise I'm now back to where I was two days ago, but boy did I learn my lesson.
thanks for reading, see you all out there
Commander Benderson
