User:SandJ

Commander SandJ

Yet another commander cruising the spacelanes, earning a Credit here and there, often by mining, and trying to keep a clean status. Kills any and all Fugitives and Offenders on sight. Always responds to please for help. Goes to ridiculous lengths to gather escape pods, frequently stealing them from under the noses of official system rescue ships. Does not normally kill innocents ... except Wasps, of course.

Flies a Belter Python fitted with custom upgrades that give unexpected performance and cargo capacity.

Can be found spending hour after hour converting asteroid fields into processed materials for sale. Do NOT get caught scooping splinters Commander SandJ has produced unless there is a GalCop Viper nearby.

Also, if you call for help and Commander SandJ rescues you at your request, do NOT go scooping the pirate's remaining ship parts and cargo ... you might just find yourself being rammed at VERY high speed.

Had made it to Elite status, but had 2,000 kills deducted for cheating. Having confessed publicly, he is now of special status Elite Penitent until he gets up to 8,400 kills. Often flew with wingmen who would pass on their kill counts; no longer does so.

Undertakes the odd Galactic Navy missions and has done a couple of dozen so far. He has perfected a technique of dropping one Quirium Mine to wipe out an entire invasion fleet.

Also carried out 'cleansing' operations picked up at Seedy Space Bars - least said, soonest not shot in the back.

Has an immensely long criminal record:
- Offender status for launching while carrying one tonne of scooped narcotics;
- Offender status for launching while carrying one tonne of scooped firearms;
- Offender status for launching while carrying one tonne of scooped slaves;
- Offender status for launching while carrying one tonne of scooped firearms;
- Offender status for launching while carrying one tonne of scooped slaves;
- Offender status for launching while carrying one tonne of scooped narcotics;
- repeat ad nauseum.

Ideas for OXPs

Secret Megaweed Farm A secret megaweed farm where traders can buy plenty of cheap narcotics from a cloaked yet dockable MegaWeed solar-orbit space station. It buys "organic material", i.e. food. You will need a Megaweed Space Station Tracker to find it, much like the Hermit Rock Locator. The space station will be made of glass-like material rendering it visible as a wire frame.

Alloys-to-Firearm Machine Like the Missile Machine, this will slowly turn your alloys into firearms a tonne at a time, at the cost of a continuous trickle of energy. (Upside: it makes you money. Downside: energy banks and shields will recharge more slowly.)

Automatic Contraband Seller Every time you dock at a main station, this OXP will automatically sell all your contraband to protect your legal status.

Only one targeted missile per object Where it is possible to target one of one's missiles at Target A, then switch to the next missile and point it at Target B and so on, I would like the option for it to not be possible to target the same object twice. I do NOT mean, fire a missile at Target A and be prevented from targeting another missile at Target A. I DO mean, target a missile at Target A, do not fire it, and so be prevented from targeting another missile at Target A.

Police IFF Scanner Jammer Every electronic device results in a counter measure. Will some über-pirates be fitted with IFF jammers? Which prompts the idea for ... scanner jammers! What a nasty piece of kit one of those would be.

A Fuel-Scoop Bung. Looks like a conventional cargopod but, when scooped by anyone other than oneself, suddenly expands enormously, thereby blocking the fuel scoop. The ship scooping it effectively has its cargo scoop removed from its manifest. Think of a HUGE can of TyreWeld, or Polycell Expanding Foam, or Diet Coke and Mentos, or polyurethane foam production. Carried by mining ships to stop cheeky thieving Jameson's from zooming in and pinching their asteroid splinters, and by bounty hunters to stop opportunist toe-rags helping themselves to liberated pirate loot. "Here you go, my pilfering pal. Let's see the smug look wiped off your face when you try to clean out a cubic km of solid expanded foam from your scoops. Mwa-ha-ha-ha-haa!"

The Wormhole Bomb. Non-lethal defensive weapon. Intended for use when being pursued. Launched like a mine, it it expelled from the rear of the vessel and opens a much-larger-than-normal, long-lasting wormhole behind the ship. Any vessel flying into this wormhole cloud will find itself dumped somewhere in space, 0.1 light years away from where it was. Uses up all the witch fuel in the ship that fired it. Ships that enter it that are unable to jump back to a system will in time, no doubt, be 'rescued' by bounty hunters / GalCops entering the wormhole cloud to 'rescue' / investigate anyone who passed through.

Uses for the Biosphere a) a Kew Gardens type greenhouse being constructed for exotica and funded by tourism. It would import Food (for the cafe) and export trinkets and the usual gift shop crap, i.e. Luxuries.

b) Biospheres could also be producing really special, delicate, pristine-conditions floristry items, e.g. luminous orchids, latticework roses, thermochromatic dahlias and the like for top-of-society weddings. To grow these luxury items they just need biomass: cheap food for composting would be sufficient. They also make use of gilding and exotic stones for decoration. Import Food, Gold, Platinum and Gems; export Luxuries.

c) Production of specialist medicines based on ravenous antibiotic fungi (e.g. polydentilepenicillin), genetically-modified antiviral bacteria and hyper-virulent pathogenical antiparisitical viruses cannot be done planet-side - it is far too dangerous. Instead they are produced in the space labs ("biospheres") where there is minimal risk of contamination or inadvertent release. These space labs import biomass ("Food"), body parts ("Slaves"), exotic species ("Furs") and export exotic medicines ("Luxuries").

d) Whenever legislation regarding biological weapons was produced, it always only applied to a geographical area; production in free space remains legal. Viruses used to wipe out basic alien life prior to terraforming, anti-Thargoid fungi, star-jelly dispersal parasites and the like are manufactured in these vast, space-bound "biospheres". They import Food and Liquor/Wines for the staff, Alien Items for testing, Minerals for processing, and export weapons ("Firearms")

e) Trumble breeders! Imports: Food & Liquor/Wines (or all the things Trumbles eat). Exports: Furs. And a free Trumble, whether you want it or not.

f) Brothels. Comfortable, secure, mating opportunities with a variety of species in a zero-G environment would, I am sure, be popular. Import: Liquor + Food, export: Luxuries.)

g) Butterfly (& similar critter) farms. Import food, export luxuries and alien items.

h) Specialist hospitals. Decontamination units and isolation wards. Import: Food, Textiles, Narcotics. Export: nothing.

i) Quarantine establishments. Import: Food. Export: Furs (hey, not everything survives)

j) Posh hotels. Accommodation, entertainment and retail opportunities. Import: Food, Textiles, Narcotics, Slaves. Export (all expensive): Liquor/Wines, Luxuries, Furs, Gold, Platinum, Gems

k) Planetary Governor / President / Chairperson / Great Leader's Head Office. Import: Food, Liquor/Wines, Luxuries, Computers, Firearms. Export: nothing

l) Woodland Friends toy manufactorium. Import: Food, Textiles, Slaves, Machinery, Alloys, Minerals. Export: Luxuries

m) Santa's grotto. Import: Food, Textiles, Slaves, Alloys, Minerals. Export: Liquor/Wines, Luxuries, Computers, Furs (reindeer don't live forever), Gold, Gems

n) Space Elevator Counterweight Shop Link. Import & export: identical to the standard system prices, but at 'unlimited' quantities (i.e. 64 tonnes of everything so you can buy 63 tonnes, or sell 64 tonnes of anything. Or Kgs or gs as appropriate.)

Things I have 'Enhanced'

I have increased the magnetism of my Cargo Shepherd so that it sucks in almost everything except asteroids, piloted ships and space stations, and does so for many km around. They come whizzing n and stop 1km from the Cargo Shepherd.

Hired Guns, supposedly two wingmen, gets interesting' when there are thirty-two of them. They don't half crash a lot! And when they hit anything by accident, they invariably start shooting the hell out of me!

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Timestamp: SandJ 23:22, 1 March 2012 (UTC)

My signature with a timestamp: --SandJ 23:22, 1 March 2012 (UTC)

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