I crouch on sand, I’d assume. Next to me a woman pulls a purple sword out of her own chest, tells me to get going then disappears. On my other side a sniper with bandaged eyes talks about a piece of her soul before shooting someone.
my 1WO stares at me in utter disbelief how his supposedly ace of a Kaleun could fuck up this badly. again. (Silent Hunter 3. snuck into a convoy at night and bad weather. convoy zigs towards me, no time for final speed estimation, i go with last estimate, 4 eels in the water, all pass ahead. possibility: convoy slowed one knot due sea state. decide to surface to reposition. have a brainfart, my artillery starts shooting. hell breaks loose, star shells and searchlights everywhere. both engines AK, course 90. destroyer follows shooting star shells. half an hour zigzagging until he loses me.
Technically I’d be in Night City, but for the first few hours surrounded by homelessness and decay I’d likely be trying to figure out how I got to San Francisco again…
Time to pay off my debt to a raccoon and fish all day.
Definitely not a bad way to live. Talk to your animal villagers, the debt doesn’t have any interest and you could just never pay it and I’d get to just chill in nature
the last game I played was Duskers, so I’m probably either immediately dying in the vacuum of space or trapped in a derelict space station without any power.
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