I hexed it



Did you try to go through the main menu, using the "stuck recovery" option? That usually solves these problems and puts you in your ship into orbit. Not sure why that happened though. I never encountered it but heard from other people that sometimes, this occurs.

Why, just why... Why did you say that?

So, ran into exactly this kind of buggery tonight. Two players in a PG, and in a team. Two ships. Landed on a planet next to each other, disembarked, did fun stuff on foot. Then returned, only to see that we can't enter our own ships, as there was no Brabenportation circle on the ground for the ship owners. An attempt to enter each other's ships caused error screens on both sides. Dismissing and recalling didn't help either, so had to call Apex.

(I also managed to get stuck in an SRV in a roof, but that's another story... Lol)

Guardian Nanite Torpedo is resistant to anti-guardian field by default, is it not? Why would it list to have the blueprint for it?

There are no glitches, bugs or anything. Only anomalies that crashes your game. Such a life in the zone.

Which factions u liked or prefered to play with Anomaly/Gamma mod? Mercenaries/UNISG here.

Hello.
Report:
Engineer Ram Tah: the list of "Blueprints & upgrades" does not include guardian: modules and Nanite Torpedo Pylon

Probably, forgot to put it on the list for this engineer

Jumping to supercruise, Willow missed a little of what was said between Maul and Vasil, but she picked up the jist of it.

"Er, as long as the guy is like, the only human, and there are no human-like life forms where ever he is, the 3 of us can like, do a focused survey on even a large planet in a few days. Besides, I found enough of his genetic, and pheromone signature on his ship to make a scanner profile"

"So yeah, the GP scan only works at real close range, but its like, better than eyes and ears you know? But what ever, that only matters when we know where to look, right?"

Dealing with chancers, pirates and scavengers was a reality of the salvage work Willow and her family dealt with. Paying scavengers off was almost part of every large contract Thorn Reclamation took on. Pirates were business mem at the end of the day. Not working for credits was basically their thing.

"I think Vee has like, got the idea. So we used to drop off a few pods worth of high-tech goods, or valuable minerals when we had a work site we wanted the scavengers to stay away from. But the trick was always letting them know there was no more where that came from, and making sure they like, left us to it, you know?"

"And if that like, works. And we find out the dude IS way way over there" said willow pointing galactic west for no ones benefit "I am NOT neutron skipping Barb. That shit is scary AF, and it like, permanently damages the top end of a drives jump limit"

Just realized S.T.A.L.K.E.R. 2 was released today. I'll probably wait a while for the initial bugs to get smoothed out, but I foresee myself going back into the Chornobyl Exclusion Zone and trying to not be killed by the anomalies, mutants, and Monolith fanatics.

Brilliant thank you so much Kasumi Goto

I'm just not interested in Powerplay at all. Of course it's part of the Elite universe and whatnot but I've always found more of an interest in the Thargoid side of the story. Or human plot points which did not solely relate to who has the rights to dig chunks out of the big ball of ice floating at the furthest reaches of a star system.

... part of it is roleplay which I built pretty much entirely around this Thargoid stuff. And that my (main) character shares the trait of "has no interest in political scenes" [technically both don't]. And the Thargoid PvE interactions (combat or otherwise) also tend to be far more interesting than blowing up aimbotty human ships that also spam chaff every second (or two) and which generally revolves primarily around stacking shield hitpoints.

That was my reaction somewhat as well. Which is funny because I want a realistic simulation, but I also want a fun game.
I'd say that perhaps both is not possible because life isn't always a "fun game" and is often "boring".... but then I look around I realize I'd also prefer a bit more "boring" in RL machinations these days.

¯ \_(ツ)_/¯

"Powerplay November Recap ..." sounds of snoring in background

I'd rather have the next stage of the Thargoid conflict, not humans bickering over frozen balls of ice with no life or light on them, Frontier, thanks a lot.

“Hmph. My first thought was to simply ask them where they dumped Goodness. My second was wondering what we have that they might want in exchange. They’ll have the superior negotiating position if we bring nothing to the table, and I doubt an appeal to doing the right thing would get very far. They are the types to do nothing unless they see profit in it.”

Profit, Vasil knew, was a tremendous motivator. It had been the primary goal in his younger days, and to a large extent it still served as a driving force for many of his decisions. Only now he tended to look at the long-term benefits of a deal, fiscal and otherwise, rather than an immediate financial return.

He was reluctant to fall back on the simplest bartering commodity, money, or anything else that could be traced back to him. It was essentially paying a ransom to find Creamy. With ransoms being an anathema to the Vasilescus, Vasil also considered Creamy not worth the bruised reputation to the Vasilescu family or ERS if it was revealed he had dealings with known pirates.

There was also the Goodnesses to think about. Their reputation would suffer if it was revealed that the Vasilecus , not them, paid for the return of their son. Though, Octavia might have preferred having that political leverage against the Countess if it was ever needed.

“I don’t know. Maybe something like a few hundred tons of minerals might work,” said Vasil, thinking aloud. “Something they can move easy that is all profit.”

Sooo there might not be any invasion systems tomorrow? Or how should I interpret this? What a bummer if true...

Oh, I was watching. And now with a weapon raised, pointed at a spot in between both the device and whatever else I was dealing with.

Because I believed that action said more than words ever could about the uncertainty which I now faced, both due to doubts about the trust I was putting into this person in this pursuit of Azimuth's dirty works, to not stab me in the back, and what it was that stood in front of me. At this point, I could not even be sure I was actually dealing with another human.

There was no way she could deny this in my face now, not after that reaction. And even with the helmet completely obscuring my face, my general posture made it very clear that - with some of my suspicions now proven - I was only a short string off pulling the trigger and wiping both things off the face of reality with a hypersonic projectile.

Ahh.... sweet. Complete stacks of Antimony and all the other top level crap one can need.

With that information, Maul felt the urge to melt into a dejected puddle of fleshy goop. While his face was already halfway there, the rest of him fought against the feeling.

"Well the doc sent over the Ophois' current location, maybe we can use that to our advantage somehow. Someone there's gotta know exactly where they dumped him, right? Finding out who exactly or even a way to get that info at all is another problem and discussion entirely. It's a long shot suggestion but at least it's one that'd clear our schedule up in our retirement years."

"The Anansi was under repair and that operation still proved to be a bitch, so with the Ophois being fully functional and active, I reckon that makes it a mega-bitch to infiltrate. Anyone have any other ideas? Is bartering out of question, ya think? Like a 'you scratch my back, I'll scratch yours' sorta thing, maybe?"

"I don't know why it acts like this," I replied. "But it feels like... it doesn't classify me as a foe..."

Basically, it was really more of a feeling than confirmed knowledge, because the mere fact that the screens had shown me didn't mean much more than that there must be a camera or something similar somewhere. Perhaps they would simply show anyone who approached the pyramid. But at least there had been no defense reaction.

"Maybe we can find out more using the console." I suggested and made a move towards it.

I hadn't even completed my first step when symbols and data streams emerged from the pyramid, merging into a vibrant and complex display of lights and information. It was both mesmerizing and intimidating, yet oddly familiar. I navigated the holographic interface with a mix of instinct and curiosity, my fingers moving through the air as if guided by an unseen hand.

Suddenly, a deep, resonant voice echoed through the chamber, emanating from the pyramid itself. "Welcome, Guardian descendant. Your presence is recognized and honored. State your purpose."

I stood frozen for a moment, the weight of its words sinking in. "You... recognize me?" I asked, my voice tinged with disbelief. I lowered my hand and looked over my shoulder for my companion, just to make sure she was on guard and keeping a watchful eye on the situation.

“My gut instinct is that he’s dead. And if still alive, he was either marooned on a garden world or is the luckiest person in the galaxy.“

Vasil focused the nav holo on Dryo AOB UU-W B45-1. “It’s galactic west of Colonia, about 25 thousand light years from here. Using neutron stars to boost jump range, it should only take a few days to get there. That takes into account occasional stops to repair FSD damage from supercharging the drives.”

“But that’s the easy part,” he said and expanded the view to a 100 light year radius. “Willow is right; finding him depends on knowing where they left him. Assuming they immediately marooned him within two jumps of a non-exploration craft, we are looking at a 50 lightyear radius search, 100 at the most.”

“For general surveying, planets in those systems could be mapped in maybe 12 weeks. However, finding one person in all that space is impossible. Even if we had a specific planet to search, we’ll all likely die of old age before he can be found.”

A minor update: I made some adjustments for the rare commodities listing and the profits now should be more accurate (but keep in mind it's still just an estimate). There however still may be some problems with the max. profit caps for specific commodities and I will update it on the go with more reference data collected.

Hello, if you want to support a faction and have the squadron listed by it, you need to set it under Squadron > Settings > Squadron details. The journals are quite limited in regard of the squadrons and also to avoid any possible problems, it needs to be set manually.

Hello everyone!

I'm new to INARA, just landed.
to be true... I'm actually an old PS player that abandoned the game since Legacy was abandoned by Frontier.

Now.. with the powerplay.. news of new content and the possibility to ridge from PS to steam... well.. I'm back playing on Steam.
I put my hotas from PS to steam.. and voilà!

In real life I'm an aerospace eng passionate for space.
My other hobby is Astrophotography --> you can check my pictures here (yes.. I'm still learning and upgrading my gear) >>> TELESCOPIUS <<<

As well, when I was playing on PS I was so passionate that I created a log for CMDRs...
Just a work of a fan!

If you want to log your adventures and have it on paper you can check this --> CMDR's log


See you out there CMDR's

o7

I shrugged in response.

“Looked, human, to me. But, would have to check, back on carrier. If, there is traces, of Guardian.”

I was fairly certain EDI would’ve been quite interested in analyzing the code of… whatever that AI - so much as it was one - had been. So once I was back on mine, I could freely and happily investigate that. I pointed at the strange device, then.

“Am not, touching, that, however. Also, I think, you should explain, to me, why it reacts, to you, like this.”

I was tempted to cross my arms under the chest, but wanted to keep them free in case I needed to grab ahold of a weapon. Like if I promptly had to shut down that device… by shooting it.

It certainly hadn’t eluded me what it seemed to be doing, almost syncing up to somebody that my not-entirely-natural body had been feeling like held Guardian technology inside it, or some form of it. Not intense enough to trigger the response that a full piece of it did, but still sufficient to cause unease.

Here is a nice tool to find the direction to specific coordinates
https://edbearingcalc.neocities.org/

Strange, that you cant set your destination on a planet by coordinates.

Guiding her Pyton out of the slot, eager to be away from Summerland and the Golden Jackal, Willow chimed in with her observations from Maul's holo-call with Seraphine

"Er, so the doc said the Offohis was in Dryo BO whats-O, when they got told to like, dump the guy, right? And ah, historically, leaving someone was like, a slow death thing, you know? Crule and unusual punishment style. Yeah, so it's not looking good for like, fining someone waiting for rescue, is it?"

"But what ever, that's only where they got told what to do with the guy, right? Doesn't mean that's where he is"

Willow realized she had no idea where this Dryo place was, and she'd never been to Colonia before. To get a grasp of how far out they would have to go, she plotted the fastest rout to Colonia. The big number of jumps it would take to get there, put her right off going 500 light years beyond that.

"Er yeah. So before we go looking for someone with a carrier to take us waaaay out there, I think we need more info, you know? Like, at least a body to start searching, right? It's like, they could have dumped him on an asteroid, you know?"

"I would also prefer to be further away right now..."

And that was nothing other than the plain truth. I hadn't really been threatened yet, but I felt strangely exposed, almost naked. There must have been a thousand places I'd rather be right now.

"And you are right, except that this isn't tech that looks Guardian - it actually is Guardian tech. I’ve come across a similar pyramid in an ancient ruin before, but never one that’s active. Look at all these power lines hooked up to it... The energy needed to keep this thing running must be off the charts! They also connected a console to it."

It looked like the pyramid was functioning as some sort of computer, accessed through the console in a fusion of Guardian and Human technology. I couldn’t help but wonder if it was linked to the other pyramid we saw on one of the displays earlier, possibly through the monolith network. I had read about it before, but I found it hard to believe this network, or at least parts of it, could still be active after all this time. I also couldn't really imagine why this pyramid was even here. Apparently, this facility was about much more than just Helix.

"Do you think this has anything to do with the Black Ice we encountered? The program that was defeated by your hacking device seemed to me to be of human origin. As far as you can tell with a program..."

I was still standing where I was when the pulsing of the symbols on the pyramid had equalised with my heartbeat, not knowing what to do next.