His name was Ezurth

Fellow engineers, I would like to talk to you today about a very special engineer who made the Expanse his home; for a time.

This was an engineer of great potential. Hardworking, studious, persistent. He took great pride in his works and his craft.

Initially, upon arriving in the expanse, he wished to build a drone army. This army was intended to both protect his assets and expand his reach. There was even talk of a joint effort with The Gertronic Consortium to deliver aid to engineers in need.

Unfortunately his research and development teams, after months of efforts, failed when they attempted to make more drones than the single prototype. No matter what they tried, they could not have 2 active remote control blocks at any given time. The reason given was some type of interference from the anomalies that litter the expanse were limiting the bandwidth available for remote blocks to function.

Lesser Engineers, after such a failure, may have given up but not this one. Not this time.

This engineer changed his vision; he would reside in a heavily armored cube that was to be put in stationary orbit around the earth-like planet. Inside his cube he could quickly manufacture a single disposable drone for use in aid missions or otherwise.

His ingenious solution would effectively mitigate the limit of one drone per engineer; if he needed another drone he would simply detonate the active one hogging the limited bandwidth and make another.

All that was left now was for him to jump his cube into orbit.

Unfortunately, the instant he engaged the jump, an anomaly phased through his navigation array, causing it to travel 10km further than he had intended, inside the gravity well of earth.

With no thrust to counteract the effects and no way to jump out, he was caught like a beast stuck in quicksand. His cube started to fall.

You need to understand that this cube was an extension of his ego, It was his magnum opus. During his long fall to earth, he went through all of the stages of grief.

  • Denial – ‘I am sitting in 25x25x25 heavy armor cube that jumps’
  • Anger – ‘my station just teleported into gravity!’
  • Bargaining: ‘any gods that can stop this because the jumpdrive glitched by sending me into gravity’
  • Depression: ‘now I am screwed’
  • Acceptance: ‘Here is the GPS of my projected impact point’

A Consortium ship ‘Olive Branch One’ arrived at the impact point hours later, only to find a dent in the earth. 

Investigation revealed that the engineer had put his jump drive on overload and everything in the area, including himself had been vaporized.

This engineer is not the first to react in this manner, and he won’t be the last. This extreme and dramatic maneuver has a nickname among citizens of the expanse. They call it a ‘Rage Quit’, due to how angry you would have to be to take such an extreme action.

It is on you, as engineers here in the expanse, to learn from this great person. 

He chased his dreams so fully that anything less than complete success, was a complete failure.

His name was Ezurth, and we will remember him.

Virus Class Aid Pod Incident

Consortium Incident Report

Galactic Star-Date: 20190815
Consortium Officer Involved: Gertronic Captain GRT-085
Others Involved: Captain Zuluhulu22
End Result: One ‘Little Blue’ survival pod completely destroyed. Aid pod manufacturing arm destroyed, collateral damage to windows.

Description of Incident

The Officer in question was deployed in a Consortium ‘Virus’ class planetary aid pod to rendezvous in orbit with another captain named ‘Zuluhulu22’.

Although generally against Consortium policy, this officer agreed to meet with Captain Zuluhulu22 inside the gravity well of Earth-Like planet. Consortium Officers are advised to reject waypoints within orbital gravity due to complications that can arise, but the Captain in charge of the mission is empowered to use discretion.

The official video can be seen here.

The rendezvous did not go well, the two vessels impacted, and Captain Zuluhulu22’s survival pod suffered critical damage and had to be scuttled. As for the aid pod, the primary impact occurred on its manufacturing arm which was was sheared off. Some windows were broken but other than that the vessel was functional.

Captain Zuluhulu22 was picked up and they went to the surface to perform repairs on the Aid Pod. Once that was completed, Zuluhulu22 was manufactured a miner and provided with supplies to build a small outpost.

On debriefing, the Consortium Officer claimed that he was ‘blinded by the sun’ and did not see that an impact was going to occur until it was too late. Investigation teams discovered pieces of glass from liquor bottles in the wreckage, but were unable to prove the officer was drinking at the time of the incident.

A formal reprimand has been issued which does include suspicion of piloting a vessel while intoxicated.

Given the success of the mission, however, no further action will be taken.


Meet New Engineers

Sometimes when you are in the void, it can be very lonely. And sometimes destroying blocks can get old (although this is rare.)
But perhaps next engineer you meet in space, just say hello. Maybe trade some minerals and form an alliance! After all its not about the grids…

Consortium Captain’s Log – Final Entry

Consortium Captains Log
Stardate: ???

There I was, hurtling at maximum speed in the crippled mothership towards the surface of earth. All the escape pods had successfully jumped away before crossing into the gravity well and I was the only person left on the ship. I used the last of the available auxiliary power to steer the ship away from populated areas.

Once my impact zone was confirmed there was nothing more to do but watch the altimeter count down and wait for the end.
It had stopped at 2500.

At first I was sure my ships failing systems were responsible and this was simply a glitch, but a quick glance out the window confirmed that I had indeed stopped. How was this possible? I had instantly gone from 100 m/s to 0 m/s; I should be a stain on the deck plating.

There was a bright flash, and an entity appeared in front of me on the bridge.

‘Hello Gertron, my name is Garret; I’m a member of a race of caretakers tasked with ensuring the stability of our host dimensions.

This dimension CWX-01, was being run by another caretaker; You may know him as MIKE. Unfortunately, MIKE is no longer able perform his duties and as a result this entire dimension is in a state of collapse. Once this process reaches a certain point we are unable to stop or reverse it, this dimension will cease to exist shortly.

To preserve some of what was here, I am authorized to offer safe passage to my host dimension, which is known as The Expanse’

What about my crew and their escape pods?’ I inquired.

‘Due to the collapse, the radius of the universe in this dimension is now less than 1000km, your escape pods all jumped further than that into the void. I’m sorry, but you are the only member of The Consortium I was able to find.’

‘And if I refuse to go with you?’

‘Then I will leave, you will resume your descent and your story ends here. Please decide quickly I have a few more people to visit before this place goes for good.’

Given my limited options, I accepted his offer. ‘Great, please take my hand and hold on tight’ The instant I grabbed his hand, we ‘phased out’ (for lack of a better term) and my ship fell away from us, I watched it crash and settle in its final resting place.

Next thing I know the entity is gone and I’m sitting in a drop-pod parachuting down to earth. Everything here looks the same but it’s different.

With nothing else to do, I start to gather resources and start build an base. Using that base, I build a ship. Using the ship, I explore the planet, looking to make contact with other Engineers.

I hope they’re friendly!