Killer docking computers
13 Sep 2017Draxxa Kireth
Today, after a long night with the company of Strawberry rums, commemorating my ships, things are just setting in....i could not have grasped it yesterday...Do you know that feeling?....your ship disappeared in smithereens, in seconds in a supposedly " safe" surrounding......where your ship goes totally dark, a fhite flash, and then silcens and blackness while floating in space.... and this twice in an hour....3 times in 2 days....all Ana's...
Do you know that feeling? the silence setting in ....as well the silence in your head, the shock....
Then trying to figure out what happened....I remembered being in the mail-slot already and first time getting stuck on the grid-work...the second time i guess the docking computer retreated at the last moment and loosing it's docking status, so it became tresspassing....i didn't pay to well attention due to...you know....arriiving home, smelling the stables (or bar)....
I left my community-goal of transporting Palladium for the rest of the day.....remaining numbed....and decided to live out my frustrations on taking out pirates in the Kamadhenu surrounding.....I loaded up my trusted FDL with a 4A Plasma and just started shooting down reds....wow did that feel good drfting and turning and seeing red's been blown up.
However I will miss that comfort of after a strenuous travel, allways an eye on the radar for weird maneuvers on my six for pirates trying to position themselfves for interdiction, while at the the sight of the spacestation you smell the stable...not needing to maneuvre a Anaconda through the mail-slot and all the stress with it....just relaxed...maybe taking a moment to go to the head....that all will be missed...
No more smell of the stable ...but alertness until the metallic sound of the clamps securing the ship....