It’s been a long Saturday night. I’ve downed multiple cups of coffee and have spent somewhat of eight hours piloting my ship around the universe. Tonight, I was looking for a habitable planet to mine for resources. Upon grav-jumping to a new galaxy, a ship popped up in front of me piloted by an NPC named Grandma. The ship’s comms relay opened: “Hello, dear! I just made dinner. Why don’t you stop f...[Read More]