...Leavenworth, this is Jeff. If you are hearing this, then I am most likely dead.
I was running the Texas sweep for the ferrets reported, was near Beaumont when it happened. My scanner died on me, and I asked for a light from the Plymouth. Got a vector to the New York gate, and told the autopilot to get me there. I had other things to worry about.
I dozed off, the adrenaline high wearing off, the one I got from being on the trail of a couple of Phantoms. I woke up to a prickly heat...The computer was flashing the radiation damage sign at me.
Something disabled the audible alert.
I...I dunno...Something's trying to get me, it seems like my ship is trying to kill me...
I pulled it out of the dive and locked in a course for the gate. I think I'm dying.
The rad meter is hovering at 4,000 mrem...Five times the lethal dose...I don't have much time left...
I've failed you, sir...I'm sorry...
Tell my father I'm sorry...I had the chance to save my mom....but I was scared...Tell Donovan I'm sorry. That Jeff is sorry. Contact on frequency 4e5kl229... FRAGMENT ENDED
Zealot Wrote:Just go play the game and have fun dammit.
Treewyrm Wrote:all in all the conclusion is that disco doesn't need antagonist factions, it doesn't need phantoms, it doesn't need nomads, it doesn't need coalition and it doesn't need many other things, no AIs, the game is hijacked by morons to confuse the game with their dickwaving generic competition games mixed up with troll-of-the-day.