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- The end of the journey: 100% completion on hard.
- First Time getting to the Flagship and this happens. Thought I lost for a second but saw the achievement.
- Newb
- I got my second win ever (score was 2841)
- Last Remains Chapter 3 is out! "A Battle Between Two Intellectuals" Are Rebels as bad as they seem? Does the Federation REALLY deserve to win? And, probably the most important question: Are you hungry?
- My first victory! My fight literally looked like something out of a movie.
The end of the journey: 100% completion on hard. Posted: 16 Dec 2020 11:42 AM PST
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Posted: 16 Dec 2020 03:43 PM PST
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Posted: 16 Dec 2020 09:58 PM PST Hello everyone, I'm quite new to this game and I'm loving it. However, I don't think I really know what I'm doing half the time; I always die at or before the second stage of the boss fight. I'm bad at games in general, but do y'all have any good strategies that y'all can share for the most basic ship (Kestrel A or something like that)? [link] [comments] | ||
I got my second win ever (score was 2841) Posted: 16 Dec 2020 06:11 PM PST
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Posted: 16 Dec 2020 03:34 PM PST Hello! As promised, another chapter has been posted. ----- Next Chapter For something short and completely SFW, here is a short story I had written about the consequences of using a cloning bay. ----- Chapter 3: A Battle Between Two Intellectuals "Are you hungry, Engineer?" Seinen asked. "It must have been hours since you last ate, has it not?" "You bastard—! Wait, what?" Pell appeared taken aback. "Are you hungry?" Seinen repeated, the epitome of patience in the face of her startled distrust. "When did you last eat?" "I…don't know. I don't know what time it is. I'm not even entirely sure what day it is, thanks to your brother." "It took you four hours to get here, and you've been here for about two and a half hours." "It's…been about eight hours." "Then you must be famished." "I've gone longer without food. I'm fine." She shuffled around as she tried to find a more comfortable sitting position. Her stomach was hollow and her throat was parched, but it was nothing she hadn't felt before. At least she was in no real pain besides the soreness from sitting on cold, hard ground with her arms locked behind her. The last thing she wanted was to admit a form of weakness. He'd probably give a harsh, derisive laugh and eat something in front of her. "Is it so hard to come by food in the Federation navy? And I mean actual food, not those endurance bars or nutrient mush or what have you." She had no retort for that. He knew full well the state of the training ship she and her friends had commandeered when they had run away from their burning academy. It wasn't exactly easy to get a piping hot, home-cooked meal out in the lawless sectors—thrown into disarray by the war and opportunistic pirates. Not to mention how hard it was to pay for it, with so many mouths to feed on the ship as time went on and their numbers increased to eight. The money was needed for more dire moments. She doubted Seinen would understand, judging from the quality of his uniform and distaste for anything Federation, what it was like to be poor and hungry, to be starving but still be forced to fight on. It was amazing he managed to survive living in her sector, considering even teachers weren't well off. This was just a new form of goading he was attempting; she needed to remain resolute in the face of it. "I'm not hungry." Pell heard him tap his foot repeatedly before standing up. "Yes, you are. And I insist that you eat something. Nobody on my ship goes hungry." What? He was being serious? Her heart skipped a beat in disbelief. "I…I don't…" He pushed a button on his desk. "Ensign Cadence?" A moment, and then a gentle voice, "Yes, Captain Weir?" "Check to see if there's anything leftover from the canteen that the prisoner could have." "Yes, sir. But…if I may ask…How would the prisoner eat? Will I need to be there while she eats as well?" Seinen looked up from the comm before glancing back at Pell. Another idea, another smile. "That won't be necessary. Bring something here that she could eat without her hands." "Yes, sir." Ensign Cadence's disconnect laid heavy in the air. Time for his next move. ----- The full chapter is here on my AO3. I know just how different this kind of an FTL story is. That said, I really enjoyed writing it, even if it is not traditional. If you have been enjoying it as well, please let me know :D [link] [comments] | ||
My first victory! My fight literally looked like something out of a movie. Posted: 16 Dec 2020 04:10 PM PST
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