Friday, August 19, 2016

Commander's Log - StarDate 20160818

   While still venturing through the expanses of deep space, I've managed to accomplish much.

   First of all, I've managed to completely upgrade my exosuit, so now I'm more than ready to face the many perilous dangers of all the galaxies I'm destined to travel throughout, with tons of pockets to boot!  (Which means now I'll have ample space to store all the intergalactic-creatures I plan to capture playing Pokemon Go in the downtime, now if only my coverage worked more than just two bars all the way out here in the Whose-a-muh-whatzit Galaxy... erm, anywho...)

   Secondly, since my last log, I've managed to upgrade my ship a couple more times.  Again with wrecked and crashed ships, and pilots that resembles something canned by a company called Campbell.  Anyways, I won't lie, the first ship upgrade, although better than our last ship before it, pretty much resembled a tampon with a windshield (and here I thought only maxis had wings!).  To top it off, it was pink... normally, I have zero problems with the color pink, but when it's doused across an item that eerily resembles a tampon, yeah, needless to say it was a bit uncomfortable flying that thing around for quite some time.  The next ship after it, with again a bit of a step up, had a bunch of better gizmos, and also resembled a weird insect with a couple of huge eyes... was really neat to say the least.

   Thirdly, I've also jumped a few galaxies, and came across something  known as the Atlas Controller.  This intergalactic being known as Atlas has addressed me yet again, urging me to continue along its path and to continue the quest of the Atlas.  Hoping this quest-line of Atlas doesn't side-track me from returning home, but either way, get this sneaking suspicion that I want to do this quest, and that being on the wrong side of Atlas is probably a quick route to intergalactic-disintegration!

   The last few galaxies I've been to continue to be housed and populated by the Korvax.  Not a bad people of any sort, though, it is strange they all wear face-masks... as if sucked from the Halo dimension or some such!

   I continue to upgrade my ship, and what bits of exosuit and multi-tool that I can, but other than that, I continue to toil away the time with endless research of the species, the flora and fauna, the local dialects, and collecting various elements that may aid me in my travels.

   For now though, this log should be thought of as supplemental and will log more as the information and/or experiences become pertinent enough to do so!

   Commander Thundermonkey, now signing off! :)

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