Thankyou for choosing the latest range of Bretonia Mining and Manufacturing Hegemon Asteroid Miners. The Guildford is apart of the recent: "New Horizons" range. This means that your Hegemon is equipped for:
[x] Deep Space Mining [x] Local Mining
[ ] Hostile Defence
[ ] Remote Refining [x] Metal Compression
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Monday (03/02/821 AS), Captain George Collins
Physical Report:
Dent in main panel
Cracked Monitor
Coffee Stain
Wobbly Chair
Lost Foot Rug
Writer's Notes: Yeah, whatever the garbage up there says. I am quite annoyed at this Coffee Stain, however. Who the flaming heck drinks Coffee on my ship? I'm going to hunt them out, alongside a new chair too.
Monday (10/02/821 AS) Navigator (and other titles) Janet Brown
Physical Report:
Dent in Mainframe, most likely a cause of where the Captain was trying to "turn the damned thing on".
Weakened Machines, overloaded as of recent mining expedition, being docked at Southhampton ASAP.
Broken Monitor, suspected asteriod struck side of ship, causing monitor disfuction.
Ait conditioners broken, likely cause of the captain refusing to give the employee's something to look forward to.
Writer's Notes: As per usual, the Captain's arrogance has left us fixing the broken machinary that would have been cheaper to just replace. We're docking at Southhampton in two days time. I've punched us in for a professional checkup and deckout. Hopefully we can get some reinforcement on this hull too.
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Wednesday (29/01/821 AS)
What the heck is this piece a' junk!?
So, I take up the ol' keys ta this... thing. I'm super excited, I start scanning Southhampton for dockin' bay #3. As I'm walkin' I see all these really neat, polished, armoured ships. Then, Docking Bay #3 shows me this... scrap monkey. It's as old as all heck and the damn thing takes an eon to take off! I turn ta the harbourmaster and tell the bloke I got the wrong yeah, he just checks his little board and tells me that nothin's wrong! What a guy!
So I'm stuck with the Guildford. It's an outdated hunk a junk that has been equipped for Hydrocarbon mining rather than anything decent. Christ, even the air conditioners are busted!
Whoever thought it'd be funny to put me on this floatin' garbage island will get a might punch in the ol' snoz!
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Wednesday 29/01/821 AS
I'm already rethinking this job.
Imagine this, it's taken you 6 months to rise through the rank of lackey to somewhat important in the largest Bretonian Corporation. They tell you you're going to be put on a large scale mining ship, finally. You arrive on the day of announcement, dressed to perfection. You're revealed to the ship, it's old, but still working. Everything appears to be working, until you hear a shout and large amounts of cursing from behind you. There, an poorly dressed man, unshaven and a pain to look at, comes charging at the ship, holding the Captain's Rights.
This man, Mr Collins, is the Captain I must respect and follow orders from for what could be a long time. He's practically a baboon, angry expressions, simple minded, stupid, pathetic. I shall not detail any longer. The first mining trip is to be on Sunday. Cross my fingers it goes well.
Captain George Collins Age: 34
Gender: Male
Ethnic: Bretonian
Notes: Handsom', charmin' fella that can do 'bout whatever he wants 'cause he's boss. Navigator Janet Bridges Age: 23
Gender: Female
Ethnic: Bretonian
Notes: Borin', obnoxious, yet efficient. Can't run the damn ship without this 'ere lass, makes me quite annoyed. Lackey Joey Hildern Age: 19
Gender: Male
Ethnic: Liberty
Notes: This 'ere is a lad from some group called the 'Vagrant Raiders'. He's decided to join the Bretionans, but 'as to get his citizenship first. So 'e tasked onto my ship. He has weird accent and usually just shovels 'oal so what am I complainin' about?