Why I Can't Have Nice Things.
Posted: Wed Sep 26, 2012 4:09 am
So there I was, cruising around in my Federation Cruiser Model B. Luck, it seemed, was on my side for this run.
I had a crew of six, a teleport, and all the missiles and bombs a man could ever want. Now currently, I am in Sector 4, and I engage a standard Rock Ship. Not a problem, soon their shields are down and I decide to send my boarding party over (a mantis and rock) to kill the crew. No everything is going fine and, what's that? Oh, a wild freaking Artillery Laser appears?
Needless to say, I was a bit flustered. Still, I valiantly carried on, and two sectors later I had two Rocks as a boarding party. Obviously I made sure to turn the Artillery Laser off before I boarded any craft; nobody makes that mistake again, right guys?
WRONG!
The enemy ship is is disarray, there is one crew member left, the brave soldiers Ralph and Roland descend to squash his puny Zoltan head, and as Ralph prepares for one final blow.....
BOOM!
I don't often want to punch kittens, but my god, this nearly did it for me.
So the moral of the story is, don't be a thick, incompetent moron like myself.
I had a crew of six, a teleport, and all the missiles and bombs a man could ever want. Now currently, I am in Sector 4, and I engage a standard Rock Ship. Not a problem, soon their shields are down and I decide to send my boarding party over (a mantis and rock) to kill the crew. No everything is going fine and, what's that? Oh, a wild freaking Artillery Laser appears?
Needless to say, I was a bit flustered. Still, I valiantly carried on, and two sectors later I had two Rocks as a boarding party. Obviously I made sure to turn the Artillery Laser off before I boarded any craft; nobody makes that mistake again, right guys?
WRONG!
The enemy ship is is disarray, there is one crew member left, the brave soldiers Ralph and Roland descend to squash his puny Zoltan head, and as Ralph prepares for one final blow.....
BOOM!
I don't often want to punch kittens, but my god, this nearly did it for me.
So the moral of the story is, don't be a thick, incompetent moron like myself.