Log #002 - "Too Hot to Handle and Lost in Space"
06 Nov 2024Alpha Panda
[Audio Log Start]Alpha Panda: Alright, Log number two, coming at you from the depths of the void. Commander Alpha Panda here, still alive, still sane… mostly.
So! Decided to spice things up a bit after a few days of hoofing it around on foot. Thought I'd check out the first planet in Oupailks BB-M c8-5—1.12G, high metal content, orbiting at just 8 light-seconds from its star. [chuckles] Now, I was feeling pretty bold, thought I’d stretch my legs on a “quick little stroll.” [mock narrator voice] Enter Panda, thinking he’s immune to the laws of thermodynamics.
Yeah, turns out 1,534K isn’t exactly picnic weather. I tried to pop the hatch, but the second that heat hit me, I’m pretty sure my soul left my body. Felt like sticking my head in a sunlamp—times a thousand. Shut the door real fast, waved goodbye to that little “field trip,” and logged that planet under “Nope.”
Back to the cockpit, then. I hopped a few more jumps, but guess what? My nav system decided that now was the perfect time to start acting up. Every time I tried to set a course, it was like the galaxy was rolling dice to see where I’d end up. Good times, good times. I smacked it, tried the ol’ “come on, baby” routine, even promised to give it a nice polish back at port. [sighs] Nothing. Still glitchy.
Eventually, I crossed into the Formorian Frontier—kind of a milestone, I guess? It’s got that “freshly unexplored” vibe, which I like. Anyway, I’ve got my sights set on the Roncevaux Crossing, aka Qautheia BA-A e0. Supposed to be quite the landmark. I’ll believe it when I see it.
Pause, thoughtful.
So, here we are. Still got about 50 jumps to go. Wish me luck… or better nav software. Either one works. Alright, that’s it for today. Panda out.
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