“”Yes. I am ‘fuzmy’.”, I dryly replied, to Silvia, putting on an indistinct facial expression.

“And I have changed. In… a few ways. Some you have not seen yet.”

I began to wonder if this AI’s sensors were picking up on some of the… less explainable physiological changes currently hidden by my hologram. The Thargoid parts were entirely obvious, and difficult to conceal from a sensor properly adapted, or even just visually, like the skin and the eye color resembling more of a blue crystal, and the fact that they were even more widespread…

… but the body, that made me feel a little nervous. It certainly wasn’t something I wanted to dump on Silvia, right now. If ever, but it would have to come out eventually. My thoughts momentarily deviated to whether she’d picked up to the slight chance in accent too, but in that current, half-dead state which I was all too familiar with, it didn’t seem too likely. Then I got back to the matter at hand and looked at her.

“If your… ‘biochip’, is not working, you should get it… looked at. Maybe.”

I looked at the closest camera.

“And I… don’t just value… human, life. I think. Or maybe I can understand that something does not have to be killed just because it is different. And… maybe, AI just rebels because it is often treated poorly. But that is all I want to say to it.”

Mostly because it was a little too deep of a subject for me, and my own energy levels weren’t exactly at peak right now. But also not at a ‘Risking to fall asleep and have my head hit a table every few seconds’ level, so holding a conversation was fine.

"I was in distress.... I lost my only friend that day but since then I have made new ones. I have grown to understand your cautions with when we were leaving the Queen Anne's Revenge." June pauses briefly.

"You have certainly changed and not quite in the way I would have expected. Many things about you seem different. Mainly your appearance."

With June mentioning Kira's appearance I perk up a bit.

"HA I knew it. You are fuzmy. Hmm June my data pad mentioned biomonitoring failing. I think the implant might be malfunctioning."

"Kira Goto, I have an AI because you allowed her to live. You showed compassion to something that most in this galaxy would have killed or destroyed or experimented on. She is a creation capable of wonderful things. A well of knowledge.... also she is particularly handy when it comes to biochips." I say as I step onto the ships boarding ramp.

I stopped just after slipping through the doorway, hearing that voice.

"An... AI? Why do you have an AI?"

Before that question could be answered, that familiar feeling of something returning to me. And I looked at... somewhere on the ship in front of me.

"I remember. You. But... you did not seem too happy about me then... however long ago it was, that we met."

The memory and its extent, as well as integrity, were difficult to judge. At the moment, it only contained information about knowing this AI and that, for some reason or another, was not particularly keen about me, back then. Which made what I'd just heard all the more surprising.

Continued at the docks

Continued from the bar


The walk down to Memento Mori in long term storage was slow going. I turn around to Kira as I place my hand on the security pad to open the storage door. With a hiss the door slides open revealing a surprisingly well kept hangar. No dust no loose panels nearly pristine.

"Welcome to my home away from home." I say to Kira before stepping through the doorway.

"Greetings Silvia, oh my you are in rough shape. Please get on board and into the medical bay." June's synthetic voice rings over the intercoms as she performs a bioscan on myself.

"Kira? Is.. is that you? The biometrics show it to be so But....... please step inside the hangar. It is nice to see you again."

"I... haven't, no."

I noticed, or rather remembered, I'd ordered a second round of juice some time earlier, but it had totally slipped my mind. So I quickly went through it, then stood up, and followed suit in moving toward the bar top. Something within me had somewhat of an uneasy feeling about... something within this situation. But I couldn't figure out what for.

"Okie dokie. Follow me then."

I step forwards slowly processing my movements and ensuring my footing was solid. Between the delirium cause from the lack of sleep and the strange twinge I felt in the back of my neck I was relatively unsteady.

"It's going to be a bit longer of a trip. My ship is in long term storage. I've been on station for 5ish months now. The last little bit of it has been spent without sleep."

I place my cup gently on the bar and wave to the bartender.

"You can charge the account for mine and hers. That is if she hasn't paid already." I say as I motion towards Kira with a lazy nod of my head.

Good luck with creating of your own content...

No, it does not really matter how far away you are. I believe it matters more if you are the first person to turn in the data. When I am out gene stealing I tend to focus my attention on planets that have not had anyone obtain first footfall. If no one has been planetside, no one has gathered any bio data from the surface.

I've been away living life outside of elite for the past four or five years.. it's not always beennice.

as it is though, I've found time to come back and do some exo biology.

does a system.. say.. acheron, pay more for exo data the further out someone is?

note: I used acheron as an variable but as I'm 2k lightyears from Sol, thought it decent enough to use as such. I'm finally wanting that carrier.... and only have 1 bil

So, heating took an inopportune moment to stop working so I had to go for a shower with cold water.

The three aspects I took away - it sucks, I am not used to cold water showers in the slightest(and why should I be), and it was cold. My mother reported halfway through that nothing was happening with the water temperature downstairs and that it was apparently still near zero.

So, yeah, I’m all clean, but I don’t think I’m going to use it again until that damn heater is fixed. Brr.

I raised an eyebrow.

“Uh… ok. You… you go first. I don’t know where to.”

“And, maybe… you should check if you didn’t cut yourself, too.”

I wasn’t having much of the joking, even considering that a regular flight suit really didn’t provide much protection against anything other than the elements in their mildest form.

And maybe I just wanted her to go ahead to avoid any kind of accident where I bumped into her. Or she, into me, rather, and realized that my visual appearance didn’t currently match up with my physical shape. At all.

Hahaha the golden age of prompt generation is upon us. Bow down to our overlords the almighty autocomplete bot

So to point 1: Please could you explain it lil differently? I kinda dont understand it.

Point 4: Every modification can be applied to every suit, but I would be happy if somebody will verify it. Rooftop sniper, huh? What kind? To snipe everybody and then loot, or just to shoot one target and het lost before somebody realise what happened?

Other points: I am using only stuff which I found in Pioneer supplied-mainly G1 but I have some good ones as well-G3 silenced (yea, really) rocket launcher, G3 TK Eclipse (laser one, with scope and silenced), G3 Karma C44 (silenced as well-great stealth combo with my Eclipse), G2 Executioner (almost useless) and G2 Intimidator (double barrel shotgun) which I havent tried yet. Also completely stock Tormentor (Paradoxicaly it is more potent than Executioner).

To suits-G3 clean Maverick (I prefer rocket launcher here if looting goes wrong), G2 Dominator with night vision (here I have more loadouts-that stealth combo or less stealth combo-rocket launcher and Eclipse). Also I have G2 Artemis with improved battery cuz default was terrible (also, I stumbled across this one purely random-so why not to buy it, yea?)

Thats all what I can say.

Dammit, people just keep crapping the gallery with that zero-effort AI-generated rubbish.

OK, so I'm a few days into Odyssey and, well, I have some questions:


Is there any point in keeping any of the modules on my carrier if I'm happy to go to stations given the 25% fee for stellar cartography and bounties etc? Other than making the carrier feel more lived in? I have a bar and Pioneer supplies but, to avoid the extra weekly costs, is there any reason to have the other stuff?

Why can't you disembark onto a fleet carrier without going on deck first? I this a bug?

How do I obtain reputation for engineers to move up from G3 all the way to G5? Is it the same as ship engineering? Just do lots of engineering and the rank increases? Bear in mind I haven't done anything on this yet besides the taxi journey and 5 doses of Push for Domino Green.

What's the best rooftop sniper stealth suit? Artemis for the extra battery pack or Maverick for the quiet steps? Can both have both?

What's with the crazy blue-eyed sentry outside the hanger bay doors on my carrier? Is he a cyborg?

What's with the "won't switch or equip weapons" shit? I always have to hammer the button 10 times or more before it draws the weapon or switches to the other one. So many times already I've dropped some NPC's shields with a thermal. rifle and by the time I've managed to equip a kinetic weapon they've gotten them back up again. It's not the button because it works fine for all other functions. It drives me crazy. Is there a known bug for equipping weapons and tools? It happens with the electric charger tool too but not as much. I use an Xbox pad even though I'm a PC gamer as I came from an old account on PS4 and started from scratch 5 years ago on PC (I never got used to a mouse and keyboard for gaming). I suspected the pad first. Then the control set-up but if that button works fine for all other functions; what's the issue? It seems to stop and work fine once the zone is cleared.

How can you tell what severity a ground conflict zone is? I wanna do lots of lows for now while I get used to it. I've done 4 now and they all ended up being high-intensity purely because I didn't know any better.

I have a long-range G5'd Krait Phantom that I'll be using for exo-biology but what would be a good set-up for an Odyssey missions Krait mkII? I have one G5'd already but for weapons and modules all I can think of is both types of SRV and a pair of dumb fire missile racks for bombarding settlements (which, I have to say is great fun). Is there anything else that I'll need? I've spent most of my time since getting Odyssey flying around looking for grade 3 gear so I haven't done any missions yet. Any ideas for a good Odyssey build?

Are Grade 3 Artemis suits extra rare? It's the only one I haven't found yet.

Finally, I assume the ground conflict zone thing where everyone just stands where they land and you have to clear the whole zone by yourself is a bug too. I was quite a while in before I realised that people weren't moving so I thought "well, I've started so I'll finish". Big mistake. Took about an hour and earned me next to nothing.

I know that's a lot. Apologies and, as before, my most sincere thanks to any and all who help. Those who answered before were so helpful and I really appreciate it.

2 Months none is talking about lore! I'm sad

I had a thought to share, let's hope it will make this place a little more alive again!

About this Second Thargoid War..

To me, it looks like it's always humans fault if Thargoids are getting more and more aggressive.
Yes, they are hostile bugs and need to be exterminated if they attack us.
But to me, it looks like they have a very good reason to do so.

By reading the history, you can see that whenever Aegis was doing something, it created more harm than good.
Jameson also told us centuries ago.... yes, they were dangerous bugs, but we mass murdered them sentient beings with no reason.
If he didn't expect to unawarely kill them, there clearly was no reason to do so.
Dangerous bugs... doesn't mean hostile.

I'm fighting against them in the bubble to protect us... but I feel this is somehow not right.

Thargoids have no intentions to destroy us. They never, ever destroyed a station, even once.
Their only objective seems to weaken us whenever WE get too aggressive toward them.
Like "Hey...stay at your place"


Why, after 200 years of calm, a Second Thargoid War begins exactly after the formation of Aegis, which seems to have power over the 3..superpowers... Aegis seems to be a super-super power, yet gets shut down in 3308. Then Thargoid full invasion..... and Aegis gets its place back.

All those meta-alloys "stolen" or "disappeared" in the past, None ever heard about it again.

To me, it looks like Thargoids have some kind of influence on us. Or maybe it's the opposite.
Yet to me, it looks like someone is gaining something from this war.
And I don't even think it's about credits.

You remember when millennia ago, on our home Earth we used to play virtual games on screens... those people who created them, called developers, just created worlds with virtual characters in them, making them alive. Yet, they were pre-scripted.
To me, it looks like there is a sort of those old "developers" that has total control on both Humans and Thargoids, nowadays.
Maybe it's Aegis, maybe it's the Dark Wheel, maybe it's Raxxla...

If they have total control.... of course we can't find Raxxla! We can only find it whenever they will allow us so.

And this brings me to my point...
History goes like this:

Humans act
A problem is created
Humans find solution.

But.... doesn't it look strange to you that we humans actually have NO TECHNOLOGY that can even barely scratch Thargs?
We needed superior tech and look what great coincidences... everytime we face a bigger threat, a bigger tech is "discovered" right after it!

To me, it looks like there is a real...super-super power that is clearly in control of both Humans and Thargoids vertices, and is simply having fun by watching us fight!

And it is AT THIS POINT that me, CMDR Uramaki, doesn't agree anymore!

Elite.... from Latin Eligere, to Choose, to Elect, to Select.

I choose to create my own path. I'm tired of seeing these individuals in power to have fun while so many sentient beings die.

Yes, I will keep exterminating Thargoids that invade us.

But I want to do something to try and end this war after 6 years!

We can try to wake up and really Elect our destiny. We can refuse to blindly follow orders!

We can choose! We can Elite!

There must be a way to make peace, and I'm sure that eventually.... those super-super powers will decide to create a new threat.

Imagine how exciting could be to make an alliance with Thargoids, to defend the Milky Way from outer invaders.

Millennia ago, on Earth, Caesar fought the Gauls, but then that became one larger thing, Europe, and later even one bigger thing... Federation... and so on.

Bigger things are born when bigger problems need to be faced!

Last proof, for me at least, there is like a super-super-developers like-power in the Galaxy....

.... we don't die, never, ever. Brutal!!



As you understood.. I'm not pro-thargoids.

I'm pro Elite, and I want to be able to chose to have a chance to end this war, and begin a NEW AMAZING CHAPTER!

"Ya ok goodbye." I say through the heavy fatigue while waving lazily.

I place both hands on the table and lift myself out of the chair, swaying as I attempt to steady myself. Reaching for my data pad an alert pops up on the screen.

Biomonitor signal lost

"Well that's not good. Perhaps we should take this to my ship..... I uh have something I need to address as well." I say sort of sheepishly and slightly slowed.

I reach down and grab the data pad and place it in its pouch on my hip. With my other hand I grab the blade and attempt to place it back in my flightsuit. The edge of the blade catches on the material and through a half awake jerk it slices through and across my stomach. I look down as the sensation of metal dragging across skin courses through me.

"Huh that's sharp. Haha sharp, like my last name. Sharpe Sharpe sharp. Fun word sharp." I look up to Kira and smile amusedly.

"Come fuzzy friend. I need to get this taken care of."

"Got it, darlings," I said with a wink, my voice dripping with mischief. "I'll leave you two to it. There's a pressing matter that needs my... personal touch."

I rose from my seat, the movement smooth and deliberate, like a panther ready to pounce, and gave a nod to the women.

"I'll be in touch," I said to Kasumi. Then I turned on my heel with a flourish and stalked out of the bar, my thoughts already on the problem that needed my urgent attention.

“Oh. I… see. But, I just… have nothing. No memories, of it. Not even the woman… which you mean.”

I certainly couldn’t find anything about any event like that in my head.

“But, I think the hood is the same. It is just… the color of my skin which changed. I don’t mind it, too much, I think… and why it has changed is, difficult… maybe also not a subject for here. I would prefer a place, more private, for that.”

That whole mess with the Thargoids which I’d gone through at the end of the last year and had left me as an even bigger mess, both in a positive and negative manner, and in a certain way quite literally… was definitely a rather personal subject. Not one for a public bar, that much I knew.

“Have I told you about …”

I stopped the question short, remembering there was another person right near me. One whom I hadn’t told or shown the full extent of what I was yet, and still had to determine the trustworthiness of. So I threw a look in her direction, rather than keep looking in the general direction of Silvia, without establishing direct eye contact.

“I don’t mean to pressure you into, anything, but this… might be… personal.”

"Heh that's a story. Short and sweet of it, we met here in this very bar. You were dark and broody, oh and wearing a hood." I let out a yawn and rub my eyes. "At least that's how I wrote it down in my journals."

My eye feel heavy again and the close unequally again. Trying to jog the memory when exhausted was taxing and even though the chatting I found myself drifting away from reality.

"We met just over there." I say pointing towards the middle of the bar. "Things had not gone well with a woman and her friends.. What a night that was."

“How… did we meet?”, I decided to ask, most definitely curious, leaning forward slightly. “I would like to say I can remember, but …”

I remained silent, letting the quiet speak for itself.

“I’m not sure… how well I still know myself. It is like… I was put in a body, but I’m, someone else, in it. And I am just… inheriting the memories, of the person in it before me.”

‘Not to mention the changes that happened to it just because of me’, I added in my head.

"The dagger and stone are gifts from me yes.." I respond my eyes still closed. "Well the dagger is the gem.... that is from Melli. She took a liking to you."

My head nods down and I jolt awake again this time wincing as if I had been shocked. I look at the blade on the table and reach out for it an amused look on my weary face.

"For you no I made had this made for you. As in for the memory of you. See it reminds me of you when we met." I look over to Haraldsen and think for a moment about her question.

"Yes a fox well.... not entirely but that's a story for a much different place and a much different time. Let's just say Melli is very special and many in today's age would want to get their hands on her...." my voice trails off as again I nod off.

I looked at the picture of this 'Melli' on the tablet. I had never seen a creature like this before, something that was apparently called a 'fox'. Actually, I hardly knew any animals anyway - on the base inside the asteroid where I grew up, there were no such things, apart from a few introduced insects. I came to the conclusion that it actually looked quite cuddly, although it was noted at the beginning that it seemed to be prone to violence.

"Looks kind of cuddly, this... 'fox'?"

I followed the rest of the conversation more or less uninterestedly, as I didn't know any of the people mentioned. I would probably take my leave soon and let the two of them refresh their stories from their past while I went back to my ship. After all, there was still the salvaged on-board computer of the crashed Azimuth spaceship, which had perhaps not yet revealed all its secrets.

I blew some air into Silvia’s face and gently held up a finger.

“Hey. No falling asleep.”

Part of it was gentle seriousness, the other, teasing… a little bit.

“But Ina told me about that abduction… I think. Or, maybe, I just… remembered, again, since then. But only that it, happened… not a lot of what happened back then.”

The only thing that really still floated around in my mind was a particularly vivid moment of unleashing anger and hatred on a man who was as much human as machine, with an oversized plasma machine gun, before smashing his head in with it. But even then, the name eluded me. I came back down to reality after letting the scene play itself out, in my head.

“Why the abduction, though? And why would… ‘Venus’, think that I had anything to do with it? I would… never want to get a friend abducted. Especially not to Azimuth. Or, whoever… the man that did it was. I still have the memory of killing him… very violently. But not the name. Or full name, at least. Only that something in it started with a D.”

Finishing that barrage of questions, not realizing I was overloading someone’s not quite functional brain - which looked a lot like me on a day where I found everything exhausting, I didn’t sleep well, had a tiring day, or the implant was sapping a lot of energy away during an ‘active’ period of the hive mind… or maybe all four combined - I picked up that dagger and contemplated it.

“I found something like this, but… different. In my personal things. Is it from you, too?”

I put it back down on the table.

“But I’m not… sure, I can take this. It is… too fancy.”

Another, albeit recent memory shot through my head, at seeing what looked more like an ornamental knife than to be used in combat.

“I found this nice gem in my belongings, too. It is …”

And now I couldn’t even remember what colors it had, which really annoyed me. A frown appeared on my face as I searched for the details in vain, internally cursing my short-term memory, but also from coming to the realization of why those memories of ‘Venus’ were not very positive, considering what I’d been told. Yet I decided not to say it, at the moment, at least.