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Gamescom: Fan Event Competition
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I'd bring the joystick I used while shooting the Constrictor prototype back in 1989, or at least a close approximation. I might have the tools to make a scale model of a Thargon drone for target practice. We'll see.
I would like to go because my wife just went away for a week leaving me to play Elite non-stop. She got a holiday whereas I got repetitive strain injury. I wish therefore to claim my 'reward' for looking after 5 kids while she was gone even though getting to play Elite for the week was a reward in and of itself (barring the pain).
What I'd bring to the event? A more mature gaming outlook (mid 40's), a can of whup-donkey for some younger players, and donuts.
What I'd bring to the event? A more mature gaming outlook (mid 40's), a can of whup-donkey for some younger players, and donuts.
Hey everyone!
If I was allowed to attend this, ahem, elite meeting I would probably spend my time discussing warp drives and planetary landings with everyone I meet.
In all seriousness: I do study planetary sciences and going to some of the places I learn about in university in Elite
angerous is just a marvelous experience! I am sure
that there will be a lot of sci-fi and space fans at the event and I can't wait to engage t̶h̶e̶ ̶f̶r̶i̶e̶n̶d̶s̶h̶i̶p̶d̶r̶i̶v̶e̶ in interesting conversations about the cosmos, elite's universe
and just about when we will have the first Alliance-exclusive d̶e̶a̶t̶h̶s̶t̶a̶r̶, d̶r̶e̶a̶d̶n̶a̶u̶g̶h̶t̶, cargo-hauler
Also, I am near Cologne at the time of the event.
If I was allowed to attend this, ahem, elite meeting I would probably spend my time discussing warp drives and planetary landings with everyone I meet.
In all seriousness: I do study planetary sciences and going to some of the places I learn about in university in Elite
angerous is just a marvelous experience! I am surethat there will be a lot of sci-fi and space fans at the event and I can't wait to engage t̶h̶e̶ ̶f̶r̶i̶e̶n̶d̶s̶h̶i̶p̶d̶r̶i̶v̶e̶ in interesting conversations about the cosmos, elite's universe
and just about when we will have the first Alliance-exclusive d̶e̶a̶t̶h̶s̶t̶a̶r̶, d̶r̶e̶a̶d̶n̶a̶u̶g̶h̶t̶, cargo-hauler
Also, I am near Cologne at the time of the event.
Wish i was in germany
Ok, chances are quite slim, but anyway:
Back in the good old days i used to play Elite on my C64; crashed my bird more than once while docking, got blown up by the Thargoids again and again, made dumb mistakes the game punished mercilessly. Call it some kind of childhood-masochism, but i kept trying - and one day i reached elite - was happy. Oh, did i mention that it was a pirated copy ?
In my later years i often thought about a "modern" elite, with pirates, eploration and all this SciFi-stuff. And.. then, on day, elite dangerous came along. So, if i happen to get tickets (quite convinient for me, btw, i live in cologne) i would give my second one to somebody in the forums who hadn´t enough luck.
And what shall i bring with me ? My utmost respect for your near-godly guys, and a can of my favorite beer for David as an apology for pirating (which would be utterly unfair to Ian Bell, i just realize...so what..ahem..) ;-)
Back in the good old days i used to play Elite on my C64; crashed my bird more than once while docking, got blown up by the Thargoids again and again, made dumb mistakes the game punished mercilessly. Call it some kind of childhood-masochism, but i kept trying - and one day i reached elite - was happy. Oh, did i mention that it was a pirated copy ?
In my later years i often thought about a "modern" elite, with pirates, eploration and all this SciFi-stuff. And.. then, on day, elite dangerous came along. So, if i happen to get tickets (quite convinient for me, btw, i live in cologne) i would give my second one to somebody in the forums who hadn´t enough luck.
And what shall i bring with me ? My utmost respect for your near-godly guys, and a can of my favorite beer for David as an apology for pirating (which would be utterly unfair to Ian Bell, i just realize...so what..ahem..) ;-)
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Hi Zac and FDEV,
When I was young I played Elite on a C64 and flew my cobra during the day and dreamt about exploring the Galaxy at night. When I grew older I visited the frontier forums once every blue moon to see if Elite would get a sequel. When I discovered that my 'old friend' would be reborn during a kickstarter I immediately pledged and have been enjoying the game a lot. I would love to have the chance to meet with my fellow commanders and share some Lavian Brandy with you guys. It's gonna be a blast and my friends and I would be thrilled to join the festivities.
Oh, and before I forget: my wife is REALLY looking forward to go shopping in Cologne, so please don't disappoint her
When I was young I played Elite on a C64 and flew my cobra during the day and dreamt about exploring the Galaxy at night. When I grew older I visited the frontier forums once every blue moon to see if Elite would get a sequel. When I discovered that my 'old friend' would be reborn during a kickstarter I immediately pledged and have been enjoying the game a lot. I would love to have the chance to meet with my fellow commanders and share some Lavian Brandy with you guys. It's gonna be a blast and my friends and I would be thrilled to join the festivities.
Oh, and before I forget: my wife is REALLY looking forward to go shopping in Cologne, so please don't disappoint her
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The shields screeched under the laser fire of the Cobra. 70% left. A Cobra, for gods sake. Impossible to outrun. But he had a mission.
"Full manual." he told at his ship. The computer disabled the flight assist and modified the control setup slightly to give the pilot better control over his thrusters. Again a strike of the burst lasers. The shields got weaker again and the display showed a 47% charge left. He pulled the controls and his Eagle ever so slowly started to turn around, still keeping its original trajectory. Slowly it drifted to leave the mass lock of the outpost he just launched from, and started to point towards his hunter.
"Drop your cargo, Commander, and you have a chance to survive." The Cobra reacted to his maneuvre, and to avoid getting in his line of fire it started to drift aside. That bought him at least a few seconds in which the enemy could not target him, too. "No way", he whispered to himself. A flick of small switch on his control stick let the white Eagle open its weapon bays and energize his lasers.
He murmured "I will get that freight to Earth. And you won't hinder me." and to his ship: "Open a channel." The ship's computer initiated a communication link to the Cobra. While he waited for that, the pilot gave his Eagle a small spin. The attacker should not yet see the insignia on his right wing, that would give away his pilots federation combat rank. His faked transponder surely won't. A slight chirp confirmed that the voice link was established.
"Please, I have a family at home and need to care for my children. I really need to deliver this transport. I have a spare container of Fish I could offer you, but please let me keep the rest. I will defend." He almost laughed about his naive feint. Of course no prirate ever would fail for that, but chances were that the attacker would have a hard time to predict his next move.
The Cobra managed to drift along his side, and accelerated in the direction of his escape vector. This would have the other ship accompany him for much longer than he would have wanted to. One or two more seconds, and the Cobra would get his rear in its line of fire again. He cut the comm-link and put all power into his thrusters, and pulled hard. Now in his optimal velocity range, the Eagle much more quickly finished his turn - and fired.
The energy of all three beam lasers hit the shields of the Cobra on a single spot, creating a film of plasma that burned blueish around the attacking ship. The Cobra unleashed it burst lasers again, but as the shields of the Eagle dropped to about 20% the shield cells engaged and recharged them again. Still on the trigger. The protective shield around the Cobra collapsed under the intense heat of the beam lasers and immediately they started to scorch through the thick hull of the vessel. The spin of both ships now brought them ecactly vis-à-vis with the sun throwing its light on the upper hulls.
ELITE. The emblem on the Eagles hull reflected the sunlight directly into the cockpit of the attacker. He chose the wrong target. The lasers deflagrated the
snakes armor and pinched through the thruster control unit. Even before the Cobra started to spin away uncontrollable, the Eagle turned back onto his original trajectory and charged his frameshift drive while the overheated beam lasers rectracted. In space, there is no medium for sound waves to travel through, and it was almost as if the Cobras computer taunted its pilot, as it played a silent 'whoof-popp' when the Eagle jumped out of the system.
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The thrusters worked hard as the ship slowed down its descent to the surface of Earth. The valley of the small river Kinzig was the destination in the middle of the Black Forest area. The area helt its name for throusands of years, and just changed little. The ship touched down on the small local starport, right beside another Eagle, painted in a vibrant purple.
Commander Jameson left his ship, and walked towards the purple ship. "Commander Nopileos?" he asked the other pilot. "Yes, that's the name. How can I help you?"
"Here is an invitation with two tickets for the Elite Meet in the city of Cologne next month. The pilots federation would be glad to see you there, Commander Nopileos." He handed over the envelope, and left Commander Nopileos stand there, bewilderd.
The white Eagle powered up his thrusters and started on auto pilot. Jameson reached to an inside pocket of his pilots suit. The next envelope to deliver, and the recipient was not far away at all...
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I hope you had fun and enjoyed the ticket delivery.
Yeah, I'd love to meet you in Cologne, and I hope this short thing above qualifies for me
"Full manual." he told at his ship. The computer disabled the flight assist and modified the control setup slightly to give the pilot better control over his thrusters. Again a strike of the burst lasers. The shields got weaker again and the display showed a 47% charge left. He pulled the controls and his Eagle ever so slowly started to turn around, still keeping its original trajectory. Slowly it drifted to leave the mass lock of the outpost he just launched from, and started to point towards his hunter.
"Drop your cargo, Commander, and you have a chance to survive." The Cobra reacted to his maneuvre, and to avoid getting in his line of fire it started to drift aside. That bought him at least a few seconds in which the enemy could not target him, too. "No way", he whispered to himself. A flick of small switch on his control stick let the white Eagle open its weapon bays and energize his lasers.
He murmured "I will get that freight to Earth. And you won't hinder me." and to his ship: "Open a channel." The ship's computer initiated a communication link to the Cobra. While he waited for that, the pilot gave his Eagle a small spin. The attacker should not yet see the insignia on his right wing, that would give away his pilots federation combat rank. His faked transponder surely won't. A slight chirp confirmed that the voice link was established.
"Please, I have a family at home and need to care for my children. I really need to deliver this transport. I have a spare container of Fish I could offer you, but please let me keep the rest. I will defend." He almost laughed about his naive feint. Of course no prirate ever would fail for that, but chances were that the attacker would have a hard time to predict his next move.
The Cobra managed to drift along his side, and accelerated in the direction of his escape vector. This would have the other ship accompany him for much longer than he would have wanted to. One or two more seconds, and the Cobra would get his rear in its line of fire again. He cut the comm-link and put all power into his thrusters, and pulled hard. Now in his optimal velocity range, the Eagle much more quickly finished his turn - and fired.
The energy of all three beam lasers hit the shields of the Cobra on a single spot, creating a film of plasma that burned blueish around the attacking ship. The Cobra unleashed it burst lasers again, but as the shields of the Eagle dropped to about 20% the shield cells engaged and recharged them again. Still on the trigger. The protective shield around the Cobra collapsed under the intense heat of the beam lasers and immediately they started to scorch through the thick hull of the vessel. The spin of both ships now brought them ecactly vis-à-vis with the sun throwing its light on the upper hulls.
ELITE. The emblem on the Eagles hull reflected the sunlight directly into the cockpit of the attacker. He chose the wrong target. The lasers deflagrated the
snakes armor and pinched through the thruster control unit. Even before the Cobra started to spin away uncontrollable, the Eagle turned back onto his original trajectory and charged his frameshift drive while the overheated beam lasers rectracted. In space, there is no medium for sound waves to travel through, and it was almost as if the Cobras computer taunted its pilot, as it played a silent 'whoof-popp' when the Eagle jumped out of the system.
---
The thrusters worked hard as the ship slowed down its descent to the surface of Earth. The valley of the small river Kinzig was the destination in the middle of the Black Forest area. The area helt its name for throusands of years, and just changed little. The ship touched down on the small local starport, right beside another Eagle, painted in a vibrant purple.
Commander Jameson left his ship, and walked towards the purple ship. "Commander Nopileos?" he asked the other pilot. "Yes, that's the name. How can I help you?"
"Here is an invitation with two tickets for the Elite Meet in the city of Cologne next month. The pilots federation would be glad to see you there, Commander Nopileos." He handed over the envelope, and left Commander Nopileos stand there, bewilderd.
The white Eagle powered up his thrusters and started on auto pilot. Jameson reached to an inside pocket of his pilots suit. The next envelope to deliver, and the recipient was not far away at all...
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I hope you had fun and enjoyed the ticket delivery.
Yeah, I'd love to meet you in Cologne, and I hope this short thing above qualifies for me
I'd love to go! If invited, I will bring a 360° camera (Ricoh Theta) and take lots of pictures so everyone who can't be there will be able to feel as if they had been there! You can watch these pictures using VR goggles, Google cardboard, GearVR or just your browser.
I'll also bring an old Elite manual, hoping to get it signed
And, since I would win a pair of tickets, I'd ask a friend to come along who is an Alpha backer of the game!
I'll also bring an old Elite manual, hoping to get it signed
And, since I would win a pair of tickets, I'd ask a friend to come along who is an Alpha backer of the game!
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You have to invite me and my best mate!
Because he is coming from the USA to celebrate his stag do and this will be an amazing way to celebrate his stag!
I would even keep it as a surprise so you can embarks the life out of him on stage!
I am also coming from England so it's not like either of us are going to ever do anything like this again!
Especially as we are both in out 40s!
Because he is coming from the USA to celebrate his stag do and this will be an amazing way to celebrate his stag!
I would even keep it as a surprise so you can embarks the life out of him on stage!
I am also coming from England so it's not like either of us are going to ever do anything like this again!
Especially as we are both in out 40s!
Ever since I was a kid, I always had a deep fascination with the sky. Coming from a part of the world with some of the darkest skies (south west Ireland) I could stand outside, look up and stare wide eyed at the expanse of the milky way and beyond. Awed, humbled and saddened. Technology gives us a glimpse into pockets and corners of sheer unimaginable magic and wonder. Things that seem impossible to comprehend, things so beautifully immense and magnificent that it gives life, for me, a very significant meaning and a tremendous sense of the beauty of existence. But the reality that we will never explore these things in my lifetime or the lifetime of anyone who will remember I existed fills me with sadness. And then I found Elite.
This was the game of my dreams. The game that overwhelmed me so much that I was brought back to my childhood when I wouldnt just play a video game, I would live it. Every stray thought was a paintbrush that created tapestries of excitement and eagerness on the canvass of my mind. Eagerness to explore, to experience and to see.
I got my asp, and I took off for the Galactic core. Along the way my fascination with the sky turned into an understanding. A devastatingly beautiful understanding: Space is big. Really really big. Only through the long nights, hopping from star to star, hearing my ship creak and shudder as I drank star stuff to refuel, watching Neblae vast and thick swim across my cockpit view as the heart of the Galaxy drew closer and closer... only then did I begin to appreciate the sheer size of our universe and the terrifying reality of our place in it. When I arrived at the core i met a group of CMDRs who welcomed me like old friends. We shared the experience, we shared the journey and we knew. Elite: Dangerous gave me this gift. And now when I stand outside and look up at the night sky, I can look to the direction I took. The voyage I completed and the people who know. It's not "just a game", its life affirming.
So what can I bring to this Elite Meet? A handshake and a thank you for the people who made me dream again.
This was the game of my dreams. The game that overwhelmed me so much that I was brought back to my childhood when I wouldnt just play a video game, I would live it. Every stray thought was a paintbrush that created tapestries of excitement and eagerness on the canvass of my mind. Eagerness to explore, to experience and to see.
I got my asp, and I took off for the Galactic core. Along the way my fascination with the sky turned into an understanding. A devastatingly beautiful understanding: Space is big. Really really big. Only through the long nights, hopping from star to star, hearing my ship creak and shudder as I drank star stuff to refuel, watching Neblae vast and thick swim across my cockpit view as the heart of the Galaxy drew closer and closer... only then did I begin to appreciate the sheer size of our universe and the terrifying reality of our place in it. When I arrived at the core i met a group of CMDRs who welcomed me like old friends. We shared the experience, we shared the journey and we knew. Elite: Dangerous gave me this gift. And now when I stand outside and look up at the night sky, I can look to the direction I took. The voyage I completed and the people who know. It's not "just a game", its life affirming.
So what can I bring to this Elite Meet? A handshake and a thank you for the people who made me dream again.
Mainly the fascination about space and science fiction in general is the main point I would love to come to this event,
Secondly the fact that I and every other person on our trip during the year missed a great opportunity,
let me explain, our school HOWEST, and more specifically our course Digital arts and Entertainment had the chance to meet you guys in person and that was the main reason I went on this trip.
The trip itself was from 31st from January till the 7th of February, ( link to the website: http://www.digitalartsandentertainment.be/article/160/Study+visit+to+the+UK )
but when we actually were on the trip something came between the meeting and it had to be cancelled, which kinda sucked, but still love to get in contact with you guys and have a lovely meet!
Not the most original answer, but I hope you guys can fill my head with loads of cool stuff about Elite!
I'll be bringing load of enthousiasm and admiration for all the guys that made a super cool game come to live, and still becoming more alive.
CMDR Luxap out!
Secondly the fact that I and every other person on our trip during the year missed a great opportunity,
let me explain, our school HOWEST, and more specifically our course Digital arts and Entertainment had the chance to meet you guys in person and that was the main reason I went on this trip.
The trip itself was from 31st from January till the 7th of February, ( link to the website: http://www.digitalartsandentertainment.be/article/160/Study+visit+to+the+UK )
but when we actually were on the trip something came between the meeting and it had to be cancelled, which kinda sucked, but still love to get in contact with you guys and have a lovely meet!
Not the most original answer, but I hope you guys can fill my head with loads of cool stuff about Elite!
I'll be bringing load of enthousiasm and admiration for all the guys that made a super cool game come to live, and still becoming more alive.
CMDR Luxap out!
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