Ok so I've tried bounty hunting, community goals, trading, signed up with Archon Delane for some powerplay interest. It's nothing exciting really. Nothing that hasn't been seen before. The combat in 1990's X-Wing and adventure in 1990's Privateer wiped the floor with this level of immersion seen here. All the while trying to have some fun my credit earning has sort of stalled around the 25mCR mark. Too many deaths taking on more than I'm allowed to chew the main cause. So maybe it is time to get myself a better ship... How about a deep space passenger mission? They pay a lot. Here's one, 32mCR to explore a black hole. So I get myself a type 6, passenger cabins, fuel scoop even a AFM just in case... and set off.
Jumped a lot, ran out of fuel, refuelled, jumped a lot, ran out of fuel... Hmmm this is getting a bit repetitive, I wonder how far I've come. . Not even 1% of the way of my 20,000ly journey. To try and help the passage of time I've worked out that 20,000 jumps at around 20ly per time that I've got some 1,000 jumps to make and roughly 48 hours of solid "game"play. That's ok, the time limit for the mission is 4 weeks. Er... it's going to take 4 weeks of many hours a week! But I have a life? 4 weeks of jump, run out of fuel, refuel, jump a lot, run out of fuel... Once I worked out that Brown Dwarfs are more deadly than the largest hottest star due to how close you jump in - if you're not paying much attention due to how close you jump in, which is hard to do when a bottle of wine or two down or busy digging out that huge booger, you only have a few moments to get out of it's way. I learned to stick to M-class stars plotting my routes around this it soon works out to be pretty hands-free. But not completely. Fuel scooping at the lowest FSD velocity of 30,000kms for maximises this hands-free "play". But not completely. Watching TV at the same time is a real sanity saver. But not completely. If it wasn't for the world athletics championships and 7 hours of BTCC this weekend I wouldn't have mentally survived the 10,000ly I've now managed so far... oh damn, no other major sporting events in the next week or so. How am I going to do this while not having something, anything, to do at the same time? This is a whole new level of grinding. Completely repetitive grinding yet that also requires attention. .
The challenge here is of not making a mistake through fatigue. Monging out to the repetitive nature. Your braincells fading away. Woooah! Star! MOVE when you see these things appear right in your face, remember?! 500 times THE SAME so far. You'd think you'd learn... hull now at 93%. That's ok I can manage a few brain haemorrhaging mistakes on the way.
It's remarkable in that is requires your attention at the same time as being totally monotonous. If you don't watch your jumps in, you fly into a star. If you don't watch your fuel scooping, you burn up. You have to keep an eye on things despite that they require almost no skill whatsoever. Just watching a number and making sure it stays in an acceptable range. But I can't give up now. 10,000ly and 2 1/2 days in, I've got to keep going. I'm a full quarter of the way.
I have officially become the saddest most boring person ever to exist on Earth. I congratulate David Braben from turning me into you. I may yet become the first atheist ever to search for heaven by the way of blowing myself up for a god. There is hope yet.
I've experienced the pain of effort many times. Ran huge distances. Cycled even further. Scaled mountains only to realise you have to come back down. But nothing compares to this. Don't play by ED 's rules unless you're struggling to find a reason to end it all or have an exceptionally sad life.
Jumped a lot, ran out of fuel, refuelled, jumped a lot, ran out of fuel... Hmmm this is getting a bit repetitive, I wonder how far I've come. . Not even 1% of the way of my 20,000ly journey. To try and help the passage of time I've worked out that 20,000 jumps at around 20ly per time that I've got some 1,000 jumps to make and roughly 48 hours of solid "game"play. That's ok, the time limit for the mission is 4 weeks. Er... it's going to take 4 weeks of many hours a week! But I have a life? 4 weeks of jump, run out of fuel, refuel, jump a lot, run out of fuel... Once I worked out that Brown Dwarfs are more deadly than the largest hottest star due to how close you jump in - if you're not paying much attention due to how close you jump in, which is hard to do when a bottle of wine or two down or busy digging out that huge booger, you only have a few moments to get out of it's way. I learned to stick to M-class stars plotting my routes around this it soon works out to be pretty hands-free. But not completely. Fuel scooping at the lowest FSD velocity of 30,000kms for maximises this hands-free "play". But not completely. Watching TV at the same time is a real sanity saver. But not completely. If it wasn't for the world athletics championships and 7 hours of BTCC this weekend I wouldn't have mentally survived the 10,000ly I've now managed so far... oh damn, no other major sporting events in the next week or so. How am I going to do this while not having something, anything, to do at the same time? This is a whole new level of grinding. Completely repetitive grinding yet that also requires attention. .
The challenge here is of not making a mistake through fatigue. Monging out to the repetitive nature. Your braincells fading away. Woooah! Star! MOVE when you see these things appear right in your face, remember?! 500 times THE SAME so far. You'd think you'd learn... hull now at 93%. That's ok I can manage a few brain haemorrhaging mistakes on the way.
It's remarkable in that is requires your attention at the same time as being totally monotonous. If you don't watch your jumps in, you fly into a star. If you don't watch your fuel scooping, you burn up. You have to keep an eye on things despite that they require almost no skill whatsoever. Just watching a number and making sure it stays in an acceptable range. But I can't give up now. 10,000ly and 2 1/2 days in, I've got to keep going. I'm a full quarter of the way.
I have officially become the saddest most boring person ever to exist on Earth. I congratulate David Braben from turning me into you. I may yet become the first atheist ever to search for heaven by the way of blowing myself up for a god. There is hope yet.
I've experienced the pain of effort many times. Ran huge distances. Cycled even further. Scaled mountains only to realise you have to come back down. But nothing compares to this. Don't play by ED 's rules unless you're struggling to find a reason to end it all or have an exceptionally sad life.
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