Public Newcomer Helper Log Thread

[Sprolf]

Well, I had an interesting bit of a run today.
Good to stretch my wings again, although a jumpdrive might be a little more useful in the vacuum of space...


I ran into Martin_Elder directly off of Erie, and he was looking for someplace to mine other than behind Erie. Nice place, I think, but the blue does wear on your eyes a bit. Someone else mentioned Kansas and I thought, "Well, why not? It's all reddish and stuff there, it's a pretty system, and it makes you more money." He wanted to know where it was, so I took him on down to Kansas. It was an uneventful trip, and we mined the ore rather quickly. He seemed satisfied, but wanted to sell it for the most he could - so we headed back to Magellan, aiming for Newcastle. On the way, we passed Renard.Zokas, a nice Lane Hacker who bid us a cheery hello. From there, there was nothing doing until we hit Scarborough station, where we sold the Iridium. He ran out of available time there, I suppose, and informed me he was going to be taking a break and thanked me.

I'd received a message from BAF|Cdr.Austin.Goodmen, who needed me to help with an armour transfer from a fighter to a bomber. While I traveled back to Salisbury, I picked up a Percheron on Leeds. I've always been fond of the Bretonian physique, and found this transport to be a toothsome beastie. More toothsome than my old Mamoru, anyway - and I'd rather not be sporting a Kusarian ship any more, low fuel economy. So, that purchased, I made for Salisbury post-haste, passing BAF|Adm.James.Hobart on the way, who graciously allowed me to use the jumpgate before him. True gentleman. I'm not intimately familiar with the locations of Guard jumpholes within Bretonia, so I passed by New London while looking for the Salisbury hole and picked up a few thousand Server Rules to carry around with me.

I found Salisbury soon thereafter, and assisted Goodie with the armour transfer, giving him some complimentary Synth Paste and Server Rules. (Because we all know everyone prefers Synth paste.)


On my way back to Liberty - well, at Kensington, so barely starting back - Admiral Hobart asked me where I was taking the rulebooks. I didn't know, and he suggested I take them down to Corsair space.

Well, I did just that.
I flew down to Omicron Gamma, and left 750 or so individual units of rules floating there, and continued up to Omicron Minor, leaving hundreds more rules there as well. I talked to Order|Steve.Wilkins some about how they were actually religious pamphlets and they would save your soul from damnation. He grudgingly allowed me to continue my evangelic mission.

After Minor was sufficiently proselytized, I took the Trans-Alaskan thingamabob into New York, where I spread the good word in the form of pamphlets around Baltimore Shipyard, Manhattan, and West Point.

Back in Pennsylvania, I spread the latter end of my load of pamphlets around Philedelphia station, and traveled back to Erie. Nobody was in need of my further assistance, and I concluded my shift there, grabbing a hot chocolate and one of my few remaining pamphlets.

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