So.
Whilst I was messing around near Sol, doing whatever I wanted, and trying to get into bed with sirius corp so I could get access to qwent.
I felt like I did a while ago.
I felt frustrated. I felt annoyed. I felt crummy. I felt like I just stopped caring. I felt ground out.
What happened a while ago when i felt like this?
I dropped everything, went to a shipyard, got a DBX, outfitted it, then went to Sag A*
That took a few months. And I didn't really get back that long ago. I got back a month or so after 2.1 dropped. Or at least it seems like it. That was my first proper trip into the black. I almost turned back at 3K LY out, but I pushed forward, and after some dithering I got to Sag A*. Then I started back, this took longer because I burned out from doing too much exploring too quickly, and I missed my Federal Corvette something fierce. So I did a mad dash back to the bubble, and that was that, I was then fresh, and eager to check out Engineers.
Not to say I didn't enjoy the trip, it was great. I loved it, all alone, no one but myself, and that other guy, he's pretty cool. Just cruising along seeing the sights, catching a system that I'm so proud I got my name stamped on. All the other junk, I also felt a sense of achievement. I went 52K LY because "Screw society."
I've done it again. I'm currently on my way to Beagle, but not a straight shot to Beagle. Not like those wusses. I'm planning to take a spiral arm there, and a spiral arm back. THE GRAND TOUR! And depending on how it goes 3 things are likely to happen:
1. I see a lot of good stuff, and come back fresh, but this time It was the other side of the galaxy instead of the centre.
2. I go completely crazy on the return trip and no-one hears from me again (I searched some threads about a loop route of the galaxy. A CMDR called HowardHughes and another one called Djotic or something. It was the only thread I could find on the subject, and so far it only seems like there are only a handful of CMDRs that would consider something so stupid, and now I count myself as one of them.
3. I come back in a state of shock, and vow never to go that far again just because "Why not?"
That was until today. I opened the launcher and that Galnet story caught my eye "Explorers urged to be cautious!" it said.
"Hah!" I thought. I'll be fine, if anything does happen I'll be nestled in a sea of stars so far from anything there's not much point coming after me!
Then stuff started getting weird.
I was minding my own business, checking system maps, charging my FSD, and preparing to move on to the next system. When I came out of the interface and was greeted with this.
It was odd. But I had an eerie feeling that it was something to do with that galnet article. I mean I was on the wrong side of where all the "Spoopy Aliyuns!" stuff was hinted to be going on. But I was an explorer, and I was about 12K LY from Sol at this point after a good day's jumping the day before.
But I pressed on. Onwards with my grand tour. I was still 18K LY from my first checkpoint I had set myself, and although I wasn't going to burn myself out doing it all in one day, because it's a hell of a trip, burning myself out now wouldn't help.
And all seemed to be going well, until I reached a stopping point and went to have my dinner. It was modest, the ship's galley is pretty much stuffed with MRE boxes. I mean, it's not the best food. But it works.
It fills you up, and handily, it stops you from crapping your suit when you're in the middle of a critical fuel scoop. I'm already down to 97% hull from some quite frankly silly mistakes.
So I decide to have a break. Land on a planet. Dismiss the ship, and go and find a nice picnic spot that happened to be in a crater, I mean, hey, meteors rarely strike the same place, what's the harm.
Eat my picnic and I must've dozed off. Or maybe I'm still asleep.
My SRV seems to be tumbling through a fog, but I can still see the stars.
Should I call for help?
I don't even know where I am anymore. all I know is that it's hazy, there's no floor, and I can hear wind, for some reason.........
Maybe I should've stayed at Daedalus.......
My fuel reserve warning keeps beeping at me.....
At least I have something for company during my descent into the abyss......
There's sombre piano music being piped in from somewhere.... Am I doomed to this free-fall forever? Is the universe aware of my demise and this is some cruel joke to play music to accompany me? Or maybe I've been removed from this plane of existence and I'm experiencing purgatory.
It's..... It's cold.....
Whilst I was messing around near Sol, doing whatever I wanted, and trying to get into bed with sirius corp so I could get access to qwent.
I felt like I did a while ago.
I felt frustrated. I felt annoyed. I felt crummy. I felt like I just stopped caring. I felt ground out.
What happened a while ago when i felt like this?
I dropped everything, went to a shipyard, got a DBX, outfitted it, then went to Sag A*
That took a few months. And I didn't really get back that long ago. I got back a month or so after 2.1 dropped. Or at least it seems like it. That was my first proper trip into the black. I almost turned back at 3K LY out, but I pushed forward, and after some dithering I got to Sag A*. Then I started back, this took longer because I burned out from doing too much exploring too quickly, and I missed my Federal Corvette something fierce. So I did a mad dash back to the bubble, and that was that, I was then fresh, and eager to check out Engineers.
Not to say I didn't enjoy the trip, it was great. I loved it, all alone, no one but myself, and that other guy, he's pretty cool. Just cruising along seeing the sights, catching a system that I'm so proud I got my name stamped on. All the other junk, I also felt a sense of achievement. I went 52K LY because "Screw society."
I've done it again. I'm currently on my way to Beagle, but not a straight shot to Beagle. Not like those wusses. I'm planning to take a spiral arm there, and a spiral arm back. THE GRAND TOUR! And depending on how it goes 3 things are likely to happen:
1. I see a lot of good stuff, and come back fresh, but this time It was the other side of the galaxy instead of the centre.
2. I go completely crazy on the return trip and no-one hears from me again (I searched some threads about a loop route of the galaxy. A CMDR called HowardHughes and another one called Djotic or something. It was the only thread I could find on the subject, and so far it only seems like there are only a handful of CMDRs that would consider something so stupid, and now I count myself as one of them.
3. I come back in a state of shock, and vow never to go that far again just because "Why not?"
That was until today. I opened the launcher and that Galnet story caught my eye "Explorers urged to be cautious!" it said.
"Hah!" I thought. I'll be fine, if anything does happen I'll be nestled in a sea of stars so far from anything there's not much point coming after me!
Then stuff started getting weird.
I was minding my own business, checking system maps, charging my FSD, and preparing to move on to the next system. When I came out of the interface and was greeted with this.
It was odd. But I had an eerie feeling that it was something to do with that galnet article. I mean I was on the wrong side of where all the "Spoopy Aliyuns!" stuff was hinted to be going on. But I was an explorer, and I was about 12K LY from Sol at this point after a good day's jumping the day before.
But I pressed on. Onwards with my grand tour. I was still 18K LY from my first checkpoint I had set myself, and although I wasn't going to burn myself out doing it all in one day, because it's a hell of a trip, burning myself out now wouldn't help.
And all seemed to be going well, until I reached a stopping point and went to have my dinner. It was modest, the ship's galley is pretty much stuffed with MRE boxes. I mean, it's not the best food. But it works.
It fills you up, and handily, it stops you from crapping your suit when you're in the middle of a critical fuel scoop. I'm already down to 97% hull from some quite frankly silly mistakes.
So I decide to have a break. Land on a planet. Dismiss the ship, and go and find a nice picnic spot that happened to be in a crater, I mean, hey, meteors rarely strike the same place, what's the harm.
Eat my picnic and I must've dozed off. Or maybe I'm still asleep.
My SRV seems to be tumbling through a fog, but I can still see the stars.
Should I call for help?
I don't even know where I am anymore. all I know is that it's hazy, there's no floor, and I can hear wind, for some reason.........
Maybe I should've stayed at Daedalus.......
My fuel reserve warning keeps beeping at me.....
At least I have something for company during my descent into the abyss......
There's sombre piano music being piped in from somewhere.... Am I doomed to this free-fall forever? Is the universe aware of my demise and this is some cruel joke to play music to accompany me? Or maybe I've been removed from this plane of existence and I'm experiencing purgatory.
It's..... It's cold.....
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