Posted: Tue Nov 18, 2008 10:31 pm
You know, lurking on this forum has become like parking my ship 20,000 KM from the edge of a violent and chaotic nebula that was, before its sun went nova, once a happy and peaceful star system where my crew could get some much needed R & R and now trying to decide wether I should risk taking my ship in to see if there are any survivors... But I never do for fear I'll get caught in the crossfire of the former residents of the star system and pirates who are trying to make a killing... So, with a sigh on my lips, I unhappily order my helmsman to turn the ship around and every single time she jumps to warp, leaving that nebula far behind, I seriously consider never coming back...
Yet, I always come back, I always launch a probe and I was have the nebula scanned, on the faint hope that the shining beacon of light that is the creative genius of TH15 will shine through once more and I will perhaps be able to return to the forum once more, if only to download TH's latest creative work to my ship's rec room and high-tail it back out of there again...
Yet, I always come back, I always launch a probe and I was have the nebula scanned, on the faint hope that the shining beacon of light that is the creative genius of TH15 will shine through once more and I will perhaps be able to return to the forum once more, if only to download TH's latest creative work to my ship's rec room and high-tail it back out of there again...
