-----Out of Character-----
Good evening fellow CMDRS. I am CMDR MadRaptor, after this opening full title being, CMDR Timothy "MADRAPTOR" Rawlings. Being a recent victim of hubris, I've lost over 150 MILL in credits and am back to a stock sidewinder. I figured I take this time to let my creative, author mind take over and begin Elite anew. So my adventure I shall share with those interested in reading. Enjoy......
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My father had always believed there were others out there, in the blackness of space. What others dismissed as lunatic rantings or ancient myths, he regarded as truths waiting to be discovered. That was his goal in life. He promised to uncover the truth, to shine a light on the backroom dealings and secretive missions meant to shelter people from that truth.
Secrets, however, do not reveal themselves easily and with strong opposition against their revelations, uncovering them could and did mean his life. The last thing I remember was him shoving me into the escape pod as the authorities came barreling down upon our vessel. No time for goodbyes, no time to share heartfelt I love yous, no, just a quick, "save yourself son," and, "Never stop seeking the truth." Then, the sounds of explosions and metal being torn apart. Then the darkness came and consumed me.
Today is 9/16/3302
I have awoken, some distance from SOL it appears. A place called Trevithick Dock. Last thing I remember...my father. God! He didn't make it. All that tells me is we must have been close to something. We've been out their searching, searching for some sort of truth. We heard word from the bubble that something was going on, but information was scarce on our end. I'll have to check the news, see if anything pops up......
Good evening fellow CMDRS. I am CMDR MadRaptor, after this opening full title being, CMDR Timothy "MADRAPTOR" Rawlings. Being a recent victim of hubris, I've lost over 150 MILL in credits and am back to a stock sidewinder. I figured I take this time to let my creative, author mind take over and begin Elite anew. So my adventure I shall share with those interested in reading. Enjoy......
----End------
My father had always believed there were others out there, in the blackness of space. What others dismissed as lunatic rantings or ancient myths, he regarded as truths waiting to be discovered. That was his goal in life. He promised to uncover the truth, to shine a light on the backroom dealings and secretive missions meant to shelter people from that truth.
Secrets, however, do not reveal themselves easily and with strong opposition against their revelations, uncovering them could and did mean his life. The last thing I remember was him shoving me into the escape pod as the authorities came barreling down upon our vessel. No time for goodbyes, no time to share heartfelt I love yous, no, just a quick, "save yourself son," and, "Never stop seeking the truth." Then, the sounds of explosions and metal being torn apart. Then the darkness came and consumed me.
Today is 9/16/3302
I have awoken, some distance from SOL it appears. A place called Trevithick Dock. Last thing I remember...my father. God! He didn't make it. All that tells me is we must have been close to something. We've been out their searching, searching for some sort of truth. We heard word from the bubble that something was going on, but information was scarce on our end. I'll have to check the news, see if anything pops up......