/* I'm not that experienced to roleplaying but when starting this journey I wrote log messages and sent to my friends playing the game. I since decided to try to make it more serious and put a little backstory in it and I hope you'll enjoy it. First post is a backlog since 3rd of April. I've used some slang from the lexicon presented in this forum */
Background
Since I was a young boy I’ve always admired the deep space explorers. I used to listen in on my father and his wingmen when they reminisced about their missions into uncharted territory.
As years past by and I myself became a pilot I never came around to plan or execute any venture into the uncharted space. When I was given my first Sidewinder I was young and rebellious. I usually was deep lurking and engaged myself in hot stuff. One day my mother came visiting my hangar unannounced. The ship was a mess and the hanger filled with stolen goods. Long story short – I had two choices. Get my life in order and earn my money in a respectable way or continue on the path of destruction with no bonds left to my family.
I sold of what I had and bought a Cobra. I started hauling goods and after a while I was specialized in rare item trading and making a hefty profit. With cash in the bank I didn’t have much to worry about and expanded my fleet with a Lakon Type-7 to use for my trading missions and refitted my Cobra into a combat vessel.
To make my parents proud I started doing work for the Empire and quickly raised in rank. Today I’m a Baron and faithfully serves the Empire when I can. While every aspect of my life started to get in order my longing for exploration returned and I’ve decided to take the step. My plans are to make a pilgrimage to the galactic core. I’ve read logs about ventures to Saga (aka Sagittarius A) and decided to take myself there.
APR03
She is a beaut! My new vessel. After doing some research I decided to go with the ASP Explorer. I’ve named her Resolution after the ancient earth explorer James Cook’s vessel. My father came to the station to help me prepare and choose fittings.
We didn’t get all the equipment we wished for but I found it sufficient and with the current loadout I will be able to jump 28ly.
I will set out tomorrow and I’m expecting to pull a shift long enough to take me out to the Twilight Zone.
cmdr norre - out
APR05
I've been on my way for two days and everything is running honky-dory. My scanners haven’t picked up another ship in about 50 jumps now so I’ve reached the Big Sky Country.
Spirit is high but every time I'm calculating the next leg of the voyage I get reminded of how big the galaxy is and how small and insignificant we are.
I've diverted from my course a few degrees with the purpose of investigating the Lagoon Nebula.
I'm thrusting forward.
cmdr norre - out
APR06
This morning I arrived at Lagoon Nebula. I've been jumping around making detailed surface scans of some supergiants in the vicinity, finding several of them already charted by other explorers.
I've since aligned my route back on track and once again aiming for Saga.
cmdr norre - out
APR07
During the day I’ve had a long session of pure jump-and-ping flying. I covered about half of the distance and once again I derailed for the excitement of a nebula. During the afternoon I arrived at the IOWHAIL nebula where I spent a few hours investigating but after that I went back on route taking another long jump session.
During my venture I never had to think too much about gas stations. I make 36 jumps in roughly 30 minutes and scooping up during next alignment and cooldown of my FSD. However, a few times when not paying enough attention I’ve overheated my systems when hitting the FSD to close to the stars.
cmdr norre - out
APR08
Day 5 in my venture to Saga. I've got 2736.5 light years left and I've encountered four black holes during the day. One of which I miscalculated its mass and sustained further damage on my ship systems. Most of my modules are damaged but within acceptable limits and I've got half of my field-maintenance capability left.
However. The star density has significantly increased and my navigational computer is struggling to cope. I can no longer calculate a route of a thousand light years at a time. The vast amount of stars makes my head spinning when trying to plot the course for my last leg of the voyage.
During my coffee breaks when I stare out in the cold dead space I can't help to think about all the logs I've read from pilots which gazed into the abyss. I think about my wingmen back home in Achenar and surrounding systems. Are my dreams to big? Will I die out here? How are my friends getting by?
cmdr norre - out
APR09.
After pulling a night shifter at the helm I've finally reached the center. Currently I'm orbiting the supermassive Black Hole of Sagittarius A.
The last leg of the voyage proved to be the most challenging yet. With only two thousand light years to go the navigational computer ceased to assist me with any useful calculations and I was forced to recalculate every 200 light years or so.
Tired and exhausted I messed up while scooping fuel from a Star thus overheating my systems once more. I believe I've started to reach the limit of what my faithful ship will put up with.
I still got 90% Hull integrity but the numbers are going down on several of the primary modules. The Power Distributor has so far failed me twice and slung me out of super cruise resulting in even further damage. The sensors are glitching and has several times left me blind when dropping into new star systems. I'm putting my faith in Lakon Spaceways and hoping they did not cut to much of the military grade of the initial ASP Mk II.
It certainly is a heavy thought to ponder how space is ready to shred my ship to pieces and slung my body into a forever going passage. For my body never to return the earth it was once was ascended from.
I must admit that I miss the sight of life. I would even welcome a federation scumbag flying by as long as hardpoints remain undeployed. For I've got no armament what so ever. I will remain in the vicinity of the center and investigate some close-by stars while I'm prospecting the idea of an even tougher journey back home.
I’ve been prospecting the charts and the inner part of the galaxy is a true klondike for black hole hunters and it’s my complete conviction I must tag a few before returning home.
cmdr norre – out
APR11
I’ve spent yesterday just floating about and taking a days’ rest from jumping. I kicked back in my bunk with some Lavian brandy and a few good movies. I also indulged myself in a nice meal as a change up for the usual food cartridges.
As of this morning I set out to tag black holes. It started well and I basically taged a hole every other jump. After a while it started feeling like a grind and after pulling an Icarus I could almost feel the noise in my bones as the canopy sustained its first cracks.
I’ve started jumping topside of the galactic plane to find less dens space and has now turned about. I’m now locked on for the longest mile. I will try to suppress any urge to divert from my solward due to the state of the ship and my repeated mistakes of not paying too much attention.
Cmdr norre - out
Background
Since I was a young boy I’ve always admired the deep space explorers. I used to listen in on my father and his wingmen when they reminisced about their missions into uncharted territory.
As years past by and I myself became a pilot I never came around to plan or execute any venture into the uncharted space. When I was given my first Sidewinder I was young and rebellious. I usually was deep lurking and engaged myself in hot stuff. One day my mother came visiting my hangar unannounced. The ship was a mess and the hanger filled with stolen goods. Long story short – I had two choices. Get my life in order and earn my money in a respectable way or continue on the path of destruction with no bonds left to my family.
I sold of what I had and bought a Cobra. I started hauling goods and after a while I was specialized in rare item trading and making a hefty profit. With cash in the bank I didn’t have much to worry about and expanded my fleet with a Lakon Type-7 to use for my trading missions and refitted my Cobra into a combat vessel.
To make my parents proud I started doing work for the Empire and quickly raised in rank. Today I’m a Baron and faithfully serves the Empire when I can. While every aspect of my life started to get in order my longing for exploration returned and I’ve decided to take the step. My plans are to make a pilgrimage to the galactic core. I’ve read logs about ventures to Saga (aka Sagittarius A) and decided to take myself there.
APR03
She is a beaut! My new vessel. After doing some research I decided to go with the ASP Explorer. I’ve named her Resolution after the ancient earth explorer James Cook’s vessel. My father came to the station to help me prepare and choose fittings.
We didn’t get all the equipment we wished for but I found it sufficient and with the current loadout I will be able to jump 28ly.
I will set out tomorrow and I’m expecting to pull a shift long enough to take me out to the Twilight Zone.
cmdr norre - out
APR05
I've been on my way for two days and everything is running honky-dory. My scanners haven’t picked up another ship in about 50 jumps now so I’ve reached the Big Sky Country.
Spirit is high but every time I'm calculating the next leg of the voyage I get reminded of how big the galaxy is and how small and insignificant we are.
I've diverted from my course a few degrees with the purpose of investigating the Lagoon Nebula.
I'm thrusting forward.
cmdr norre - out
APR06
This morning I arrived at Lagoon Nebula. I've been jumping around making detailed surface scans of some supergiants in the vicinity, finding several of them already charted by other explorers.
I've since aligned my route back on track and once again aiming for Saga.
cmdr norre - out
APR07
During the day I’ve had a long session of pure jump-and-ping flying. I covered about half of the distance and once again I derailed for the excitement of a nebula. During the afternoon I arrived at the IOWHAIL nebula where I spent a few hours investigating but after that I went back on route taking another long jump session.
During my venture I never had to think too much about gas stations. I make 36 jumps in roughly 30 minutes and scooping up during next alignment and cooldown of my FSD. However, a few times when not paying enough attention I’ve overheated my systems when hitting the FSD to close to the stars.
cmdr norre - out
APR08
Day 5 in my venture to Saga. I've got 2736.5 light years left and I've encountered four black holes during the day. One of which I miscalculated its mass and sustained further damage on my ship systems. Most of my modules are damaged but within acceptable limits and I've got half of my field-maintenance capability left.
However. The star density has significantly increased and my navigational computer is struggling to cope. I can no longer calculate a route of a thousand light years at a time. The vast amount of stars makes my head spinning when trying to plot the course for my last leg of the voyage.
During my coffee breaks when I stare out in the cold dead space I can't help to think about all the logs I've read from pilots which gazed into the abyss. I think about my wingmen back home in Achenar and surrounding systems. Are my dreams to big? Will I die out here? How are my friends getting by?
cmdr norre - out
APR09.
After pulling a night shifter at the helm I've finally reached the center. Currently I'm orbiting the supermassive Black Hole of Sagittarius A.
The last leg of the voyage proved to be the most challenging yet. With only two thousand light years to go the navigational computer ceased to assist me with any useful calculations and I was forced to recalculate every 200 light years or so.
Tired and exhausted I messed up while scooping fuel from a Star thus overheating my systems once more. I believe I've started to reach the limit of what my faithful ship will put up with.
I still got 90% Hull integrity but the numbers are going down on several of the primary modules. The Power Distributor has so far failed me twice and slung me out of super cruise resulting in even further damage. The sensors are glitching and has several times left me blind when dropping into new star systems. I'm putting my faith in Lakon Spaceways and hoping they did not cut to much of the military grade of the initial ASP Mk II.
It certainly is a heavy thought to ponder how space is ready to shred my ship to pieces and slung my body into a forever going passage. For my body never to return the earth it was once was ascended from.
I must admit that I miss the sight of life. I would even welcome a federation scumbag flying by as long as hardpoints remain undeployed. For I've got no armament what so ever. I will remain in the vicinity of the center and investigate some close-by stars while I'm prospecting the idea of an even tougher journey back home.
I’ve been prospecting the charts and the inner part of the galaxy is a true klondike for black hole hunters and it’s my complete conviction I must tag a few before returning home.
cmdr norre – out
APR11
I’ve spent yesterday just floating about and taking a days’ rest from jumping. I kicked back in my bunk with some Lavian brandy and a few good movies. I also indulged myself in a nice meal as a change up for the usual food cartridges.
As of this morning I set out to tag black holes. It started well and I basically taged a hole every other jump. After a while it started feeling like a grind and after pulling an Icarus I could almost feel the noise in my bones as the canopy sustained its first cracks.
I’ve started jumping topside of the galactic plane to find less dens space and has now turned about. I’m now locked on for the longest mile. I will try to suppress any urge to divert from my solward due to the state of the ship and my repeated mistakes of not paying too much attention.
Cmdr norre - out
