Part 1.

I am CMDR DrSpartacus05. I began my journey in the year of 3303, I mastered my Sidewinder in less than 30 days and hopped on into a Cobra MK III, a ship I came to like the second I first took off.
With my Cobra, I began making credits spending time in the system of Okinura completing missions and collecting chunks of mining fragments, refining them into ores and selling them at the local stations. I made Okinura my home.

Fast forward a few weeks and I made enough money to buy myself a T-7.
Onboard the T-7, I flew right into empirial space in search of making money. The business of trading was hard, the markets were flooded by commanders of similar mindsets so I left my common sense and began thinking out of the box - I jumped into the slave trading business. I'm not proud of that decision, but it helped boost my credit balance so I just shrugged it off.
80 million credits later and I got my first Python. This Python became my multipurpose-do-what-you-want-ship. I spent some time getting to know all the different professions in the galaxy. In my search of knowledge I stumbled right into a war, I picked a side and once again began making credits, I figured that I liked this sort of thrill so I immediately purchased a Vulture, equipped it for combat and set sails into the black/orange jumble of destruction. The missions were good and the credits just flowed right into my bank account, but just as I thought I was beginning to get the hang of it, this Anaconda just popped in and began sending projectile after projectile into my hull. 70%. 40%. 20%. 4%- 3..2....1.... engage. I made it out just in time, this was my first close call. I contacted the local factions and quit the missions, leaving the system and local authorities behind. A few days later I read this GalNet article and apparently the faction I chose to fight for lost the battle and the grip they had in the system I was working in.

Part 2.

With the leftover money I had collected during my time there- approx.180 million credits, I purchased an Anaconda.
I got rid of my Python and once again began trading in imperial space, trading is a business that can get you tired easily and therefore I saved up money enough to buy myself a secondary main, no actually I made this ship my main... the Krait MK II. It has everything I've wanted so far. It's multipurpose capabilities drew my mind into exploring the vast unknown so that's what's kept me out of comms. range for such a long time.
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My general "purpose" so to say is freelancing around the galaxy. I participate in CG's here and there, I joined up with the coalition of OOC and took part in BGS activites, began engaging in powerplay and the battles for territory in human space, fighting for the first time on the Empirial side for princess Aisling Duval- but later switched sides to Shadow President Felicia Winters, I became a pirate, stealing rare diamonds from innocent miners, smuggled slaves to federal starports, fought alien life in the Pleiades Sector, evacuated stranded innocent people onboard The Oracle and trained myself in FA-OFF combat.


This is my story... what's yours?