The weekly newsletter for Fed2 by ibgamesEARTHDATE: December 25, 2008
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It's not fair. All the other newsdroids get to go off on a Christmas break, and I have to stay in the Fed2 Star office just in case Hazed decides there's something urgent the citizens of Fed DataSpace need to know about. Just because I lost the game of paper, rock, scissors that we played. I am sure it was a set-up - the other droids must have all decided in advance what they were going to do, in order to make sure I was the one lumbered with extra duty. How else do you account for the fact that when I came out with scissors, they all produced rocks. Every single one of them. They've never liked me. Oh, I haven't told you who I am. Trashley Can, the littlest newsdroid. The one that always gets picked on. The one that gets the nasty jobs, that nobody else wants to do. That's me. Remember the grizzle manure crisis on Mercury, where the caves started to fill up with vile smelling guano? I was the one sent to cover it. Sent into the caves themselves, mind you; I wasn't allowed to sit in comfort in the Hydrargyrum Hotel and make it all up like the other droids do, oh no, they insisted on a report that showed me sloshing around sensor-deep in doo-doo. They found it hilarous. It's not as if I wanted to go to their rotten Christmas party anyway. I am sure I would have hated it there. All that jollity. And I don't even like lub-oils. But it would have been nice to have the opportunity to refuse to go, instead of just being told by Hazed that I had to stay here and miss the so-called fun. As if anything exciting is likely to happen today of all days. It's Christmas day, for Gaelaan's sake. What's going to happen? Oh no, one of Santa's reindeers threw a shoe last night while delivering presents to a dome on Titan, and a workthing has got concussion from being hit by the deer-shoe. Look, some top Galactic Administration official has made a festive speech imploring us all to be nice to each other because it's Christmas. And what's this, some religious leader has moaned on about how crass the whole occasion is these days, and how everything is much worse than when she was young. Boring. Predictable. And there's nothing good on the holovision! Sigh. Looks like I wrote too soon. Hazed just commed me and told me there's a whole load of stuff she wants people to know about, so I have to hurry and get a bulletin together. She didn't even wish me a merry Christmas, the mean old *%@$#! AIRPORT UPGRADES NOW AVAILABLEThe test team have spent the past few days checking out the airport upgrade which was mentioned in the last issue of the Fed2 Star, and since they haven't found anything wrong, it's now available to all players. Well, all Magnates, anyway. To remind you what this is all about: once you have built ten airports (that's a leisure build) you can upgrade them with the command ' UPGRADE AIRPORT'. This costs 5 slithy toves. Once you've got the upgrade, you can move workthings around between the planets in your star system with the rather complex command 'ASSIGN xx WORKERS FROM planetname TO planetname', where 'xx' is the number of workthings you want to shift. You have to be standing on the planet that has the upgraded airports, but the source and destination planets of the workthings can be any of the worlds in your system. You can only move workthings that are currently unemployed.
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