Robotic Hardware - 5,000 Units
Plasfoam Conduits - 5,000 Units
I started my route with 5000 units of Robotic Hardware from LA. I saw Seattle on and I was all like "wahhoooo!". So we done talked and I asked him if he ever names his wedgies. Well, I done asked it around some police folk but they didn't get bothered none. I would have like a response from them. I might just file a complaint.
On the way back to Houston Intl I ran into LPI SWAT Elizabeth. Now that ship say that it's Mark. Now with a name like Elizabeth and a man named Mark speaking to me, I done be more confused than a blind man at a silent movie! But hey, it is the year whatever. But anyway, I done told the copper my legally obligated phrase. "I am legally obligated to inform you that, at this time, there are no opened containers in this here vessel. This includes alcoholic and non-alcoholic beverages" to which (s)he replied "Oh, so you're the drunk". Now what in the 'W' in Virginia does that mean? I done tried to get it sorted out but I couldn't get my auto pilot off and it done docked me with the trade lane. I had some words I wanted to say but by golly I could not!
Then we decided to run superconductors down to Omega 3 and bring Plasfoam Conduits back up. We started down to the hudson gate but some pirates done jibbled the trade land and we jumped out. But just as we was about to go back in, a convoy went screaming by and almost done deimancipated my head! Woooowie! Then in New Berlin we runned into this Federalist guy named Sleipnir. I told him he reminded me of my buddy Creech because he is sleepy too. I tell ya, we was out one time watching ship races and he done falled asleep! Now hooooow do you fall asleep with all that noise?
Anywho, we done finished our run and unloaded at Houston International. Can you believe that trade lane would not let me dock at the red light?
We did a round of Industrial Hardware from Trenton. Nothing really happened. Maybe my intimidating demeanor done scared them off! Not as scary as what happens when I eat my grammys chili on...
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It ain't about what you are capable of, it's about what you're willing to do.
Delivered several loads of resources to Houston International from within Liberty. Later we joined up with the Tulsa and headed to Omega-3 for some Plasfoam Conduits.
On our way there a Federalist vessel disrupted the TradeLane, conducted a scan and queried our destination. Eventually we were let go without any issues even though
Mr Rover immediately misunderstood their halt command and made a comment that could have been seen as a ridicule of their language.
Other than this little tense moment I have found Mr Rover's company enjoyable throughout the journey.
Nothing out of the ordinary happened on the way back.
I done did my first run allllll the way out to Dublin for some Plasmonic Metamaterials. Now say that 10 times fast with a beer in the belly and a beer in the hand! Aint saying I have a beer in my belly, but just saying it would be some fun. And I aint saying I ever done that before neither just...
...Anywho! I ran into this feller, USV-Champion, In Neeeew London. Nice feller, spoke about USI. He said he aint got the time to commit but thats okay, maybe we's can work something out where we pay him to help supply our POBs.
After all that, I finally got my plasma metamorphs and traveled back to Liberty. And wouldn't you believe it, I done took the wrong turn! I'm going to Emlenton but I kept on going straight to Houston. Hoooowdeeeedoooodeeee! I best shake this hangover harder than 1 year old tube of Vaseline!
I sawed we need Reinforced Alloys to Emlenton, so on the way I done picked up a cargo of Industrial Hardwares from Trenton. Along the way I runned into LNS-Ghost. We both went through the jump gate together and he was shooting them Rogues. But then he started to shoot me! I had more holes in me than a bad movie directed by a Bretonian and produced by a Rheinlander! His cannons are looser than a girl who...
*static*
Then I started to run my cargo of Reinforced Alloys from Philly Station to Emlenton. Woooooowie that was more boring than watching a sloth race up a tree! If any time was good for a drink... well, legally I have to say it was not then or never since drinking and flying don't mix!
(Server down-time due to hotfix) I wanted to run more but some guy in a dirty maintenance onesie, whatever thems called, came up to me and said my ship ain't fit to fly'n. Boy if the engines work and I can breath she is alright! But I guess I done failed some preflight checks so they gotta patch 'er up. Probably from that battleship that shot me up. Whooo weeee! Time for a drink. But legally speaking, non-alcoholic!
It ain't about what you are capable of, it's about what you're willing to do.
Robotic Hardware - 5,000 Units
Magnetic Superconductors - 5,000 Units
Hull Segments - 2,500
I heard about this here contract on the neutral nets and I done figure it's about time I start work again! I started out by picking up a load of *unfolds paper* Mag...netic... Super... conductors... *folds paper* and hauled them up to Frankfurt for that there base we are helping build. Champlain done helped showed the way there, otherwise I'd be more lost than a blind eagle in the middle of the night trying to fly home. Anywho, on the way I saw somebody I met earlier today named USV-Champion. He's an independent Universal Shipping contractor, so I done hooked him up with a good deal! He helped haul Hull Segments.
After that I flowed up to Honshu (bless you) with Champlain and got a double load of Robotic Hardware. That finished up that commodity for the base building.
Then I went to Alster Shipyard in Hamburg for some Hull Segments. Champion was stuck at the base waiting to unload, I gave him a little bonus for his time. But anyway, on the way back I ran into this feller. He came across as a Hessian, Gelber Stern. He asked me if I was building a secret base. I aint know about no secret base, but I have a contract in Frankfurt. Then I done told him that Frankfurt reminds me of bratuwursts. My buddy Condo has some back at Houston waiting. Hot doggy, they are best when they JUUUUUST start to burn. That and with some cheese in the middle, hoooooowwwwiiiieeee! But anyway, he said 5 million credits will see me on my way. I figure it best to keep this confrontation short, so I gave him the due and was toodaloo'd.
Anyway, I'm still stuck at the base. The workers are repairing the base slow than a turtle with tar under it's feet! I'll see if some of that Rheinweiser stuff is around.
Report: Emlenton/Houston Supply Run, Making Friends
Plasmonic Metamaterials - 5,000 units
High Performance Alloys - 5,000 units
Well them dock workers at that new base finally got done patch'n 'er up with them Hull Segments. Prolly a new crew or somen, or whatever. Anywho, I drnk nooooo alcoholic bverges.
aaaaanywho, met up with Sherwood at Graves Station in Dublin for some Plastic Metamorphs (Plasmonic Metamaterials) and runned them up to Emblenton. That done finished up that invisible device!
Thens we run into this guy, Affirmitive Action, but I knowed I was in no way to speak straight. Not because I was drinking. I mean, no implying! But Mister Bill Wagner and Jesse done spoke to the guy. He wants to join. Yahooo!
Anywho, off to Kingston...Kenton... KIeensington for Steroid Alloys (High Performance Alloys). It was a long boring trip... I felt really tired...
A welcome bonus of 200,000,000 credits for equipment has been given to each junior employee out of the private fund of Bill Wagner.
As Chief Coordinator, it is my responsibility to not only oversee our current member's welfare, but also to ensure that our incoming pilots receive the proper equipment, training, and knowledge they need to begin their careers within USI. It is in the best interest of our employees and to our organization that a strong foundation be set first before all else. It is through our welcome that we give our first, and most vulnerable, impression as a company.
To begin with, each junior employee was assigned an official Universal Shipping Incorporated ID card along with their ship tag credentials. Each employee's first assignment, after the USI administration released them from Trenton Outpost, was to land on Baltimore Shipyard. From there, they would select either the Civilian "Stork" Advanced Train or the Liberty Supertransport "Mastadon" as their trading vessel. Once their ship has been correctly outfitted so that they can haul 5,000 units of traditional commodities, the pilots were then assigned to land at Houston International.
There, they were given a basic introduction to POBs (Player Owned Bases). They were instructed on the needs of each base as far as maintenance, crew care, and equipment production. Once it was clear that each junior employee understood how to view commodities and needs on each station, they were tested by supplying commodities to the stations based off of their own intuition. When it was apparent that their knowledge of base operations was met, they were given free reign to conduct their own routes.
I am confident that these junior employees will do the best we can. I am also confident that the leadership within USI will provide them the support, mentorship, and leadership they need to reach their potentials as pilots.
Bill Wagner Chief Coordinator
Department of Internal Affairs Office
Universal Shipping Incorporated
Name: Matthew Rogers Ship name: [*USI*]Providence[J-E] Participating Vessel(s): N/A
Report: 15,000 units of Hull Segments delivered as requested to our contact in Reinland. Here are my docking logs with Sofia's Aluminium outpost. A pleasure doing business Madam Meier.
I will say that I did not believe my first contract would be so dangerous. Things are very tense between our neighbors in Reinland.
Report: Contract - Emleton
Reinforces Alloy - 78,000 Units
Robotic Hardware - 5,000 Units
Plasmonic Metamaterials - 5,000 Units
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*getting angry* (...) this thing work? Already clicked the record button, this damn machine, i'm gonna... oh s*** it's recording!... *awkward* ...I mean hello, i mean, i'm here reporting, Martim, Martim Mendes, erm.. reporting on my second day of work, the first in which i was alone working, i mean at the beginning, because later my pal Matt, i mean Matt Rogers on the [*USI*]Providence[J-E] and the boss Mr Jesse Ryder on the [*USI*]Seattle[CSO] joined in, but the boss joined us later, but i'm not saying he worked less than us, he didn't, great guy. I mean it! *sigh* Ok, here's what happened: i jumped in to Emlenton from Eerie next door, and the guy at the store with the mustache and the sticky look told me to "go fetch" some Reinforced Alloy, i gotta say it didn't sound good to me... i mean, not the work part, that sounded great, but him speaking, but... nevermind, i mean, sorry, first time reporting. I wonder if i can start this over again... *small pause*
Anyway, i went on supplying the base with shipments of Reinforced Alloy, as the mustache guy became nicer on every turn, but also a chatterbox, eventually telling me about his problems with his wife... i mean i don't have one, and i think he won't neither real soon...but oh, right, the supply runs, i did about 4 or 6 trips just nicely, untill i got prevented from docking on the station, can you believe it? Said my papers were'nt good, Don't know what they mean't by that, all i know is that i had to stop over on Eerie for fuel which was more expensive than on the station. Don't know who's paying for that!.... I mean, i'm not saying that the company should! It's just that... well, nothing. Because after this Matt hailed me on the company' channel asking if i wanted to work together. He's also a new employee and it sounded nice to have someone with whom to work with, even if he's a guy, i mean, that has nothing to do with it of couse, him on his ship, me on mine... and that's what we did, that's all we did, i mean we did alot, but work related i mean... and so we went for a Robotic Harware run, and that's when Mr Jesse joined us too. Nice guy, i mean Mr, Sir! I must say i got a little jumbled over the opportunity and the pressure of doing well around him too. Specially after him saying, very calmly, there were some pirates nearby. But he wasn't scared! I mean, not that I was! I wasn't! But anyway, we went all the way to Dublin for some Plasmonic Metamaterials, traded some ore on the way there as well, and on the way back, we were even entitled to a personal escort by Mr Edwards aboard the LNS-Akhetaten plus Bloodwolf and HFC|Seagull. I gotta say, i felt important! But mostly safe. Not that i was afraid! I said that before, yeah...
So anyway, the boss invited me for a drink afterwards but i had to go, that was too much excitement for me. Truth is, that mustache guy was approaching me again! Do i really have to go back there!? Aw...
Plasmonic Metamaterials x5000
Plasfoam Conduits x10000
High Performance Alloys X5000
Industrial Hardware - A lot
Now I done started my shift with finding my ole' buddy Providence. See, we thought of this brilliant idea to go run some Sunbucks donut and coffee products on down to them boys in Bretonia. Reason why is cause we fix'n to run them Photographic Microphones... erm, whatevers them called from Graves Station. Well, we done run into them merc types, the WMs. Rubix cube? Na, Rubytron. Anywho, I guess I done cheered him up enough he done come with us. Which was fine... don't tell noone, but I aint got a weapon armed on my here vessel.
Anywho, the haul on down seemed simple enough. But the way with them Plasmaphones was weird. Providence and Rubicon kept on talking about the order. Order this, order that. And Nomads. I aint know what ordering food has to do with Nomads. Maybe they done mixed up jelly with Nomads, cause I call them jellies sometime. But anywho, they cleared it up and meant the order of secret peoples. Eating them donuts sure made me hungry! I mean, sell'n em did. Yuppers!
Anywho, I was then on my way over to Trenton for some Industrial Hardwares when this pirate guy stopped me. I was already talking with my buddy about nam'n wedgies. See, a good wedgie deserves a good name. I figure they aint good to have, so why not have fun with em! Anywho, the pirate guy done got all confuzzled so I cleared it up with him. I tried to cut 'im a deal. 1 million credits for a name of a wedgie he done had. That way I am the one really doing the pirating you see, heardy heardy! But then some YTP feller showed up and done started to blast him! I aint want no trouble, so I patuutled and throwed some credits his way.
Thens on later I was runn'n them donuts on down to Waterloo again cause last time only half of em made it. Erm.... made it not squished that is. So to make up for it, I runned them down and planned to get some High Performance Alloys on my way back. I runned into this Ashtar guy and he said that he was having a party! I wanted part of the party too, I even got donuts! He seemed angry at this other trader guy, I guess he didn't want to give over any money. But I sure did faster than pig runs to mud. He told me to scram, his words not mine. I figure maybe he knows where the gooooood party stuff was. But I asked him what he was getting with all them credits. He said hookers. Waaaaahoooooo! He told me he'd tell me later when the party is. Oh I can't wait for this here party! Now... here is where I be all confused. Some military guy that seen't the thing in a long range hoobadooba said that I was robbed. Now, I know I aint the brightest brick in the forest but that don't seem right. I done robbed that last guy, but this guy is fix'n for a party. I dunno, I think war done did that Bretonian bad. Too shame... too shame...
Anywho, I did some odds and ends run here and there. Now if yall eeeeexcuuuuuuuse me, I got me a date with some Sunbucks on Fort Bush. Plaaatooooo!
It ain't about what you are capable of, it's about what you're willing to do.
While others being busy delivering to the Omicrons, the Seattle and it's crew stayed behind to take care of our bases.
Today's first trip lead us to Omega-3 for a load of Plasfoam Conduits. After unloading we did a few rounds of Industrial Hardware.
We met a few contacts in New York, but interestingly enough none of them bothered us. Probably for the better.
Lastly we delivered Hull Segments to both our bases orbiting planet Houston for maintenance.
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