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- Really??
- Triple Vulcan - I think FTL is trying to tell me something...
- Entire sector without any combat
- Stealth 2 Run looking up so far
- Zoltan ship reactors are like
- "The Little Ship That Could": Someone wrote a short story from the pre-Rebel/Fed War on the Humans joining the Federation
- Mod preference?
- Best ship for endless mod
- Getting Major FTL Vibes Off This Oblivion Lofi! (36:50)
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Triple Vulcan - I think FTL is trying to tell me something... Posted: 12 Apr 2021 09:14 PM PDT
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Entire sector without any combat Posted: 12 Apr 2021 10:48 AM PDT I just traveled through an Engi sector without any combat encounters. Got a lot of scrap from helping people at distress beacons and net two friendly programmers who gave me some amazing drones (which I sold for even more scrap). 2 extra shield bubbles and a lot of upgrades later and I still have 170 scrap left for getting some better weapons. [link] [comments] | ||
Stealth 2 Run looking up so far Posted: 12 Apr 2021 09:59 PM PDT
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Posted: 12 Apr 2021 06:50 PM PDT It wasn't me this time! Written by Taro8123 ___ The Little Ship That Could The Human Empire. That's what they called it. Or, at least that's what they called themselves. The squishy weird looking 'new kids' on the intergalactic yard. Humans had only just become a self-sustaining space faring civilization. On a scale which Humans themselves had philosophized, entitled the 'Kardashev Scale'; they were barely a type 2 civilization. That meant they had only just been able to control the available energy and resources within their home planetary system. What a fascinating idea. "Home". The rest of the intergalactic community didn't really have that sort of concept, having long ago abandoned and forgotten their own version of the solar system. The thing about Humans was that they always thought they had to be apart of something. Something bigger than them. Despite only having been introduced to the intergalactic theatre a mere few decades ago, they liked to think they were able to contribute something meaningful. Of course, this was ridiculous. Humans were weak and malformed, which was every fault of their own, with majority of them refusing to commit to any sort of drastic genetic engineering either for themselves or their offspring. "We can make do without the tentacles," was a common response. "Our current skeleton structure has worked well for us so far," they often said. Their technology was crude and fundamentally flawed in every aspect of engineering design. It was embarrassing really. But they insisted. And they kept insisting. After some time, the Federation finally relented and accepted Human ships and personnel into the 'IFDF', or the Intergalactic Federation Defence Fleet. So here they were. Requesting to dock in the 17th sector of Gnoth X8, one of the many frontiers of the unending war with what we were calling the Lanius. The Lanius were a civilisation older than time itself. Or that's how the legends went anyway. As old as they allegedly were, they didn't seem to exist on any records older than a few thousand Human years ago. By standards, they were younger than those Humans. In fact, the Lanius should've been considered the 'new kid' if it weren't for the fact that their technology was vastly superior to anything the IFDF had, and that they were aggressively attacking and taking over Federation colonies and sovereign territory. With the IFDF being overwhelmed constantly and countless innocent colonies being lost to Lanius imperialisation, it was paramount that space habitats like this one in the 17th sector of Gnoth X8 were always fully staffed and always on high alert. An arcology was a mostly self-sustaining massive habitation structure. In this day and age of the Federation's calendar, arcologies were space stations which could almost be considered artificial planets which could house military personnel plus their families and typically accommodated thousands. The habitat at the 17th was one such example. Ancient space architecture and history lessons aside, the tiny human ship, which they proudly called the "Kestrel" received permission to dock in supply bay 6. It was actually a thinly veiled insult that the ship was only granted access to a supply dock because those were usually reserved for unloading what little supplies a self-sustaining mass habitation needed. Usually from shuttles that came from nearby planets. Supply bays were industrial in nature, housing very little amenities and certainly offered no luxury features what-so-ever. However, the human crew didn't seem to mind. In fact, the vessel control staff didn't even think they realised it was an insult. The tiny, flimsy Human ship slowly manoeuvred towards the slightly outdated plug and clamp docking arrangement that the IFDF hadn't gotten around to updating in a hundred years. The Kestrel had just flown in from Sol-3, Earth as the humans called it. The spacecraft was one of the newest ships in the line of Human warship manufacturing. "This is the Kestrel, she's to be the pride of our fleet," the representative told the very large panel of military top brass at an IFDF conference some years ago. "We expect to be rolling out her Ke-13 model in the thousands soon. We are just finishing our shipyard orbital station above Neptune and we'll have the new Ke-13's division out and flying within the turn of the decade." A lot of the words the rep used didn't really make sense to the panel as a lot of the concepts were Human things. But the military men did understand that the Humans were somehow proud of their pathetic ship. A few had laughed discretely. Or whatever their non-human biological equivalence of laughing was. Nonetheless, the Kestrel had made the arduous trip from Home to the 17th using the FTL drive. The only technology that could be considered "technology" by the others in the Federation. Of course, it was the Federation themselves that had given Humans the knowledge of FTL travel upon their emergence into the intergalactic society. The Human scientists at the research capital in Europa were still trying to figure out how some of the physics worked to allow Faster Than Light travel. After a successful docking, the crew of the Kestrel stretched their legs for a bit (a practice which was unnecessary for most other species in the Fed) and got to work, checking and rechecking systems on their ship, opening up panels and plugging in cables (yet some more unnecessary activities). Hard at work, the Humans ignored other Federation crew members in the bay staring, whispering and laughing, not-very-subtly. They knew it was going to be like this, and they knew it was going to be like this for a long while. Afterall, it wasn't too long ago that Humans had interacted amongst themselves in a similar fashion, judging and separating people based on how they looked, what knowledge they had, where they had come from… Or how "advanced" their civilisation was. The Human crew had been away from their homes an extremely long time. Even with faster than light capabilities, some fundamental physics laws such as Distance = Velocity x Time were unshakeable pillars of the universe. They still required time to travel from point A to point B. Luckily, the laws of special relativity apparently no longer applied when an object travels faster than light so the crew would be able to return to Earth in time to watch their children grow old. They weren't sure exactly what the laws of any relativity were once speeds were faster than light. That was still being studied by the researchers at Europa. Despite this, the Kestrel's tour into the 17th sector would take significant years off from the lives of the crew. Time dilation or not, the mission would be an unavoidably long one. They knew this. They knew the cost of their tour. But as the ancient pointy-eared Human spacefarer once said, "The needs of the many outweigh the needs of the few." The Humans were here to fight. To support the Federation. To protect their home. They gave a massive piece of their lives away to serve a cause greater than their own. And yet, the Kestrel had been grounded in supply bay 6 for who-knows-how-many solar rotations. Day by day, the human crew watched from the dingy bay as hundreds of Federation ships rotated in and out of the main bays. Continuous lines of ships propelled themselves into formation and sortied into fleets from other sectors. Magnificent works of interstellar engineering organised themselves into breathtaking parades of glittering lights and thundering engines. The Humans knew you couldn't hear sounds in space, but they could almost feel the resplendent rumbling of the hulking vessels reverberating through their bones. But the Kestrel remained docked. Forgotten. ___ The rest of it is found here on their fanfiction page. [link] [comments] | ||
Posted: 12 Apr 2021 02:47 PM PDT So I have about 120 hours into this game and have loved it for a lot of years and am FINALLY just exploring mods. What are your favorite mods? So far I have only tried Arsenal+ and CE, and prefer Arsenal+ at the moment. But haven't played a lot of CE yet. What's everyone's thoughts? [link] [comments] | ||
Posted: 12 Apr 2021 02:30 PM PDT I an planning to play thought an endless mod. What ship do you think has the best layout? [link] [comments] | ||
Getting Major FTL Vibes Off This Oblivion Lofi! (36:50) Posted: 12 Apr 2021 04:37 AM PDT
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