Normal Exploration
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| Planet: Pacmanicus O'Sullivan IV
Mineral Density: poor
Biological Activity: moderate
Danger Level: moderate
Anomaly Likelihood: 42%
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| ASPCA Freedompuncher
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Crew: 30
Gas: 100 gal.
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Money: 0 Crabs
Time Left: 52 weeks
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Send a Science Expedition
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- Trying to explore with insufficient crew:
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| Message from First Officer Blixgree Montague:
Captain, the TPS Worldtrekker can't visit unexplored systems without at least 11 crew members aboard.
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Resource Return
The return of the choices is dependent on the type of resource exploited, and the "quality" of the resource exploited.
| Quality
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Minerals
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Biological
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Description
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Expected Return
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Description
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Expected Return
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| 0
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Negligible
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N/A
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None
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N/A
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| 1
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Poor
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100-150
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Very Little
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150-221?
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| 2
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Moderate
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200-300
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Moderate
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300-522?
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| 3
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Rich
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300-450
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High
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450-675?
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| 4
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Very Rich
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400-600
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Very High
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600-788?
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| 5
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Incredibly Rich
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500-750
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Very, Very High
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750-1080?
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| 6
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BONANZA!
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600-900
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OFF THE FREAKIN' CHARTS
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900-1326?
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With considerable variance, minerals return approximately 120 times the quality value. Biology returns about 190 times the quality value.
In general, exploiting biological activity of a system will produce a return about 50% higher than the equivalent level of mineral presence. It is often preferable to exploit a lower level of biology on a planet to a higher mineral level. The biological return of a system will typically be slightly better than the next higher level of mineral quality.
Send a Mining Team
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| Message from First Officer Norgsnarf Mills:
The mining operation was a success, Captain! The landing team discovered an extremely rich vein of radioactive matter, and with the exception of several lost teeth, they were able to gather it all up without incident.
We have launched the mineral payload in the direction of the CHOAD company's nearest drop station, and they have transferred X Crabs to your account, Captain.
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| Message from First Officer Blatzap Johnson:
The mining operation uncovered precious jewels on the planet's surface, Captain. A whole bag's worth!
We have launched the mineral payload in the direction of the CHOAD company's nearest drop station, and they have transferred X Crabs to your account, Captain.
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| Message from First Officer Blorfnort Moore:
Captain, I'm afraid there's been an accident -- the mining operation had a little bit of trouble sinking their first shaft, and there was a cave-in.
X crew members were lost...
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| Message from First Officer Blax Westinghouse:
Captain, I'm afraid our mining operation failed due to an unexpected planetquake. I'd say earthquake, you see, but this planet is not Earth.
X crew members were lost...
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Send a Zoological Squad
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| Message from First Officer Blaxblorf Lewis:
Captain, the zoological team gathered some extremely valuable data about a species of crab genetically similar to the Crabs we use as currency. It could come in handy if we ever want to start a counterfeiting operation.
We have uploaded the biological data into the TPS mainframe, and they have transferred X Crabs to your account, Captain.
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| Message from First Officer Nortbob Symington:
Captain, the zoological team managed to gather a significant amount of data regarding this planet's native species of giant offal-burrowing space-maggot. They've returned safely, and are taking very long showers.
We have uploaded the biological data into the TPS mainframe, and they have transferred X Crabs to your account, Captain.
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| Message from First Officer Snarfbob White:
Captain, the zoological team spent a relaxing weekend snorkeling in one of the planet's many bodies of water, and took lots of pictures of the local sea life.
We have uploaded the biological data into the TPS mainframe, and they have transferred X Crabs to your account, Captain.
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| Message from First Officer Blorfquee Sullivan:
Captain, I regret to inform you that in their efforts to capture data about this planet's wildlife, the members of the zoological team were unsuccessful due to their having been eaten by it.
X crew members were lost...
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| Message from First Officer Snarf Johnson:
Captain, soon after the zoological team landed, they were all swallowed by giant space bugs. Sigh. You know what they say, though -- galactic entomology is a dangerous sport.
X crew members were lost...
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Send a Science Expedition
- Finding Procrastinator beacons:
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| Message from First Officer Fipgor Montague:
Captain, I have wonderful news for you! Our science team has unearthed a cache of Procrastinator technology!
The Procrastinators were an ancient, advanced race that lived in this galaxy millenia[sic] ago. Their origins are quite mysterious, as are the reasons they apparently went extinct.
Science Master Melvin has analyzed the three devices we found, and he thinks they're homing beacons of some sort -- he speculates that each one is keyed to a transmitter on a world once occupied by the Procrastinators. He suggests activating the beacons as soon as possible, but keep in mind that Science Master Melvin is fond of performing neurosurgery on himself, and his judgment might not be precisely sound.
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- Finding a Procrastinator artifact:
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| Message from First Officer Zapblax Mills:
Captain, the Science Team has discovered an unusual Procrastinator artifact whose purpose is not immediately apparent. Scans indicate a high concentration of quasi-temporal neutrino flux emanating from the device, and its only visible feature is a button marked 'SNOOZE.' I've taken the liberty of hiding the device from Science Master Melvin. It's hidden underneath your recliner on the bridge of the ship.
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- This adds a new one-time menu item to the bridge screen: 'Press the Procrastinator SNOOZE button'. Pressing the button grants 15 weeks.
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| Message from First Officer Blorfnort Belvedere:
Captain, I'm sorry to report that our science expedition came up empty-handed. And given the number of additional hands some of our scientists have grafted onto themselves, that's really saying something!
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Murderbots
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| Message from First Officer Snarfbleeb Dunn:
Captain, we've encountered a small ship mining some mineral-rich asteroids in this sector. Biological scanners show no signs of organic life, but the ship is broadcasting an identity signal: MINE-24-BURN-72 -- how shall we approach it, sir?
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Broadcast: This is the captain of the TPS Worldtrekker. We come in peace.
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(No matter what option is chosen, other than "warp away")
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Message from Vessel: MINE-24-BURN-72:
Murderbot interaction sequence initialized...
function hostile(target) {
analyze(target);
assess_hostility(target);
return true;
}
if (hostile(<ship name>) attack();
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| Message from First Officer Bleebnorg Dunn:
<Murderbot ship destroyed message>
Well done, Captain! Our salvage team managed to recover the mining drone's central computer, and it's... mostly intact. Science Master Melvin managed to backtrace its navigation records to its point of origin here in the Alpha Quadrant.
I'll upload the coordinates into the navigation computer in case you want to investigate it.
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Slavers
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| Message from First Officer Blatgor Benedict:
Captain, we're being hailed by a ship that identifies itself as The Jubilant Loveskipper -- communication channels are open.
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| Message from Vessel: The Jubilant Loveskipper:
Greetings, fellow traveler! We wish you joy and warmth and rainbows! You are lucky to have met us today, because we are having a fun party!
If you would like to send 10 of your crew to our party, I'm sure they will have a wonderful time! If today were not such a joyful day, I would be sad that there is only space in our party enclosure for 10 more!
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Broadcast: A party? Sounds great! We'll send 10 guys over right now.
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Broadcast: No thank you, we're on a serious mission. No time to party.
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Send 10 guys over
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| Message from Vessel: The Jubilant Loveskipper:
Wonderful! We will transport your 10 lucky party guests to our party enclosure right away!
As a token of our wonderful friendship, please accept these 1000 Crabs.
We hope to see you again soon! We have lots of parties planned!
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No time to party
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| Message from Vessel: The Jubilant Loveskiper[sic]:
We are sorry to hear that, but we are overjoyed that you occupy your time with such wonderful and important things as whatever wonderful and important things you are busy with!
We hope to see you again in the future!
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- Uses up gas, but does not use up game time.
Scadians
Scadians are found only in the Beta Quadrant.
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| Message from First Officer Zarfblix Mack:
Sir, we're being hailed on an obsolete frequency by a ship identifying itself as the The Pewter Rapier. I'll put it on screen.
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| Message from Vessel: The Steel Tankard:
Hail to thee, noble traveler! I come a great distance, at great peril, in search of aid for my Scadian countrymen. Will you lend me your ear, good wanderer?
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Broadcast: Why are you talking like that?
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| Message from Vessel: The Bronze Dagger:
What say you, good traveler? Can you come to the aid of my countrymen?
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Broadcast: I suppose we can help you. Send over the coordinates.
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Broadcast: No way, nerd. Fight your own battles.
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| Message from Vessel: The Leather Helm:
Excellent, most excellent. Even now, our scribes are transmitting the cartographical data to your vessel. I shall inform my fellow Scadians of their imminent rescue!
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Hipsterians
Hipsterians are found only in the Gamma Quadrant.
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| Message from First Officer Nortblax Young:
Captain, we're being hailed by a Hipsterian vessel. Let me try to communicate with them using the codex, and see if we can get them to fix the Murderbot ID Transmitter.
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| Message from Vessel: Fixie 659:
Harry to Severus, the first six years.
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| Message from First Officer Greenorg Montague:
Bombadil, his arms wide.
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| Message from Vessel: Fixie 754:
Bo and Luke Duke.
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| Message from First Officer Bleeb Symington:
Derf to Johnny 5?
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| Message from Vessel: Fixie 754:
Scotty without dilithium crystals.
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| Message from First Officer Greebob Dunn:
Frau Blucher, as Dr. Frankenstein goes to bed.
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| Message from Vessel: Fixie 754:
The Nihilists kidnapped Bunny.
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| Message from First Officer Snarfnort Dunn:
Doc's perception of Marty's return to 1985. R2-D2 to Luke on the sail barge.
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| Message from Vessel: Fixie 659:
Mr. Green goes home to sleep with his wife.
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| Message from First Officer Blatsnarf Disraeli:
The Munchkins dance for Dorothy.
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| Message from Vessel: Fixie 754:
Teller, Harpo, The Gentlemen, Mini-Me, Beaker
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| Message from First Officer Zarfquee Dunn:
Captain! The Hipsterians have done it! They've fixed the Murderbot ID Transmitter. Now we can enter the Murderhive without getting attacked by Dreadnoughts. Probably.
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