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Tell us about your home planet.

#41 - 2017-03-20 20:18:59 UTC
Batachikan wrote:
Arrendis wrote:

Since when does Horde have a uniform?

Horde does not, to my knowledge. I am temporarily assigned to this gang of heathens, cut-throats and thieves to carry out an assigned mission and to develop my skills as fleet support.

My Marine uniform may not be worn on this particular mission, but it still constitutes a form of home for me.

I smell a spy....

A little trust goes a long way. The less you use, the further you'll go.

Minmatar Republic
#42 - 2017-03-20 20:24:17 UTC
Aradina Varren wrote:
I'm quickly coming to the conclusion that I had an incredibly boring and unremarkable childhood in an incredibly boring and unremarkable location.

Compared to people that have posted so far anyway.

I would contest that no history is boring. Even in an otherwise unremarkable set of routines you will still find stories of friendships gained and lost, little hidey holes that no one else knows about, that day that you caught your first fish, or that one time that you slept in and got scolded by an adult for being late to whatever.

There's always something interesting about history and there's always a story to tell and someone to hear it :)
Goonswarm Federation
#43 - 2017-03-20 21:02:22 UTC
Victoria Grey wrote:
Aradina Varren wrote:
I'm quickly coming to the conclusion that I had an incredibly boring and unremarkable childhood in an incredibly boring and unremarkable location.

Compared to people that have posted so far anyway.

I would contest that no history is boring. Even in an otherwise unremarkable set of routines you will still find stories of friendships gained and lost, little hidey holes that no one else knows about, that day that you caught your first fish, or that one time that you slept in and got scolded by an adult for being late to whatever.

There's always something interesting about history and there's always a story to tell and someone to hear it :)

This, totally. I mean, think about how a childhood in a rural farming community in temporate, pastoral environs would seem to spacers like me, or even more to folks who had it rougher like Bjorn. For me, what I grew up in was normal. It was, actually, a little boring sometimes, crawling through the same conduits every day, keeping the same machinery running, dealing with the normal reconstituted protein paste and noodles...

Having animals around? Plants? How exotic! Being able to run in any direction until you drop? MADNESS!

What seems normal and boring to you, I promise, is alien and wondrous to others.
Curatores Veritatis Alliance
#44 - 2017-03-20 21:17:25 UTC
People born on temperate planets seem to take breathable naturally occuring air, and a day/night cycle for granted. It's only because I became a Capsuleer I got to find these things, and they still leave a big impact on me. Personally, I think living on a giant industrial estate was about as boring an upbringing anyone here could have had. I mean, sure, the environment around us was really something, but it's not like we could gawp at it all day or even go explore in it (on account of near-instant death by burning/crushing/suffocation, and being too busy)

Come on, tell me about watching the sun rise with that first love, or how the rivers or lakes nearby were really nice, or how homely your village/town/hab-block was.

"Face the enemy as a solid wall For faith is your armor And through it, the enemy will find no breach Wrap your arms around the enemy For faith is your fire And with it, burn away his evil"

#45 - 2017-03-20 22:28:37 UTC
Utari Onzo wrote:
People born on temperate planets seem to take breathable naturally occuring air, and a day/night cycle for granted.

This was undoubtedly my experience. As a child, the adjustment to cramped station environs pressurized with canned nitrox was not without its troubles.
#46 - 2017-03-20 22:42:00 UTC
I grew up on a fairly standard station in Caldari space, I traveled a lot due to my parents work, but I think the most I was ever away was six months, so I'd probably consider it my home despite constantly leaving.

My bed was probably the closest thing to a hidey hole I had, since the stations plans were likely extensive. It was built into the wall, so I'd hang blankets over the opening, I've always liked that style of bed. People complain that it's claustrophobic but I find it comforting.

I passed the time with stargazing, fighting(of the approved, controlled kind), reading.. Sometimes I'd talk with people passing through about where ever they'd come from and on-board what. And schooling, of course. Which I mostly enjoyed.

The first time I went to a planet was when I was around 17, it was a tundra world. I'd go out to this place not far from where we were staying(It was a little cabin built on a treeline. fairly remote) and lay down and just look at the stars. Stargazing is different on a planet. I nearly froze to death because apparently planets have weather? Who would have thought. Not me, clearly.

Not really sure what else to talk about that's related to where I grew up.

For me now, home is where my ships are. I like wormholes because of how much they let me see. You can look through a wormhole and see the stars for a completely different region, someone else's sky.

Not sure where I was going with that so I'll stop before it gets too overly dramatic and pseudo-deep.

Feels Pretty Soft to Me.

#47 - 2017-03-21 03:36:05 UTC  |  Edited by: Elmund Egivand
Born aboard a Fenrir, which was then on fire and leaking atmosphere about a week after I was all wrapped up in a bundle. So that doesn't count as my home.

Instead, I was raised on Skarkon II. Not in the major population centres, thankfully. Instead, I was raised on the regolith regions, so it's not that much better either.

What you wish to know about my home you can probably find on the Galnet. That Skarkon Incident of YC110 generated alot of publicity, and not the sort the late Karin Midular appreciated either.

A Minmatar warship is like a rusting Beetle with 500 horsepower Cardillac engines in the rear, armour plating bolted to chassis and a M2 Browning stuck on top.

#48 - 2017-03-21 05:27:12 UTC  |  Edited by: Korsavius
Like Pieter, I hail from the relatively quiet and tranquil majority SuVee-owned system of Abagawa. Unlike Pieter, however, I was born on the only temperate planet of the system - affectionately known as Satama by inhabitants and frequenters of the constellation. To spare certain details, and a long story, I was born in the Icousa Sector. I grew up my early life as a SuVee citizen living in New Icousa, the largest city on the planet. I lived near the foothills of gentle mountains which wrapped around the city's southwest, though, so I often enjoyed a nice view of the metropolitan area a distance off. The weather was mild, and enjoyable. A pretty good contrast to the equatorial regions and cities like Pokitaro.

Satama is something that means "haven" for many of her residents. And by all means Satama is the jewel of Abagawa. A temperate planet rich in biodiversity and generally warm or comfortable weather. The equatorial regions are home to tropical paradises, or deserts. There are no strict ice caps, per se, but the polar regions do see colder weather and snow layers which cap the mountains. In general though, if you're on Satama you can expect to experience somewhere in the range of dry, hot deserts to comfortable temperate to warm, sunny tropics.

There is quite a bit of history behind Satama's settlement and colonization by Sukuuvestaa and Hyasyoda, but I'll leave that for you to simple search up via GalNet. Long story short though, the two megas get along pretty well now, and each of their sectors compliment one another. SuVee sectors are more numerous, but generally lower in population due to a huge focus on automated agriculture. Hyasyoda sectors are fewer in numbers, but generally have higher population densities and tend to focus more on industry, mining, and manufacturing. Of note is the fact that Satama provides a sizable chunk of food for the Caldari State - in particular the region of The Forge. Huge agricultural and farming operations take place on the planet, which is the reason for the rather low population density.

One of my favorite hobbies was going out for long rides on my hoverbike through the more rural, untouched areas of Satama. How I relish those long rides in peaceful harmony with Satama.

I could keep going on and on, but I'll leave curious minds to just find out more information on their own. Or better yet, take a visit to Satama yourself.

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#49 - 2017-03-21 18:31:21 UTC
I was born and raised on the second planet of the Vey system, and lived there until I was around 25. The locals know it as Maatrukaanan, "the forest that gives birth to the world". As you can guess, there are a lot of trees. The planet's surface is mostly land with some seas and lakes, though nothing on the scale of the oceans I've seen on other planets, and the land is almost entirely covered in forests.

Life on Maatrukaanan is tied to the forests. The trees provide for us, offering a bounty of nuts and fruit, medicinal plants and mosses, shelter for a variety of game animals and birds. They also provide our main exports: lumber for contruction and wooden crafts and finished good. In terms of fauna Maatrukaanan may not be as biodiverse as the jungles of Intaki Prime but there are some unique species such as the shadow fox, a small black mammal that is a master of stealth. You will never see one unless it wants to be seen, they served as an inspiration to me during my wormhole hunting days.

When it comes to plant life however there is incredible diversity, from the boreal forests in the polar regions to the temperate regions filled with deciduous and coniferous forests to the rainforests near the equator and cloud forests that crest the Shilankbaka mountain range. Trees range from small shrubby things to massive firs the size of office towers. To anyone that has not experienced a planetside forest it is hard to describe. The freshness of the air, the scent of tree sap on the wind, the sound of the rustling the leaves and the sheer peacefulness that finds one amidst these silent giants. I've seen some stations that try to recreate the experience but in my opinion they don't come close.

What makes Maatrukaanan remarkable though is it's government, I have not seen it's like anywhere else in the cluster.

Maatrukaanan was the first planet colonized by the Intaki a mere 95 years after first contact with the Gallente, so these settlers were only a few generations removed from their ancestors who relied on wind to power sailing ships and had not yet discovered electricity. The first year was very harsh as the settlers had no prior experience of winter (on Intaki Prime it's joked that there are two seasons: hot and wet). It's get pretty cold on Maatrukaanen (though maybe not by some people's standards having read this thread), and many settlers being woefully unprepared died that first year, and many more returned to Intaki prime, including the leaders of the expedition. What was left were a few hearty settlers and people with nothing to go back to on Intaki.

Those who remained made the remarkable decision to not elect any leaders whatsoever and instead to rely on a communal framework (known as the parivaar system, parivaar being the Vinan k'Intaki word for a family unit) where each individual contributes to the good of his or her community. "From each according to his ability, to each according to his need" is a slogan that those early settlers came up with and by which the people of Maatrukaanan still live.

Another unique thing about Maatrukaanan is that there is no planetary currency whatsoever, nor is there any concept of private property. ISK is used to trade with off-worlders but any profits made through trade are kept in a communal account and any spending must be approved collectively by members of the parivaar.

It is a nice place to grow up, the forests take care of the people and the people take care of the forest and everyone takes care of each other. The forests are considered sacred by our people and as such all logging and forestry is carried out sustainably. The forests are so abundant that there is also minimal land cleared for agriculture.

Most of my youth was lived in a contented bubble on that planet, and it was easy to ignore the chaos in the rest of the cluster. That is until the days of the blind auction when the Caldari took the Virette constellation. Vey was auctioned off to Hyasyoda and being naive and not understanding the concept of private ownership (how can someone claim to own a planet?) we invited Hyasyoda to form a parivaar and we celebrated their arrival. Before we knew it hundred of acres of our sacred forest had been stripped and shipped back the the Forge.

That event was a spark that lit in me a desire to understand more about the people who lived elsewhere in the cluster. What did they believe and why? How could they have such different worldviews? I went on the University and studied sociology and the history of the peoples of New Eden. It was not enough though, I wanted to go out and experience it all for myself, so here I am. For my brother Hadeth it was a call to connect even more closely with our home planet. He is now a forestry technician working to help our forests recover from Hyasyoda's plundering.

I was back home fairly recently to celebrate Yoiul with my Parivaar. It was nice to see the trees all adorned with snow again.
Monyusaiya Industry Trade Group
#50 - 2017-03-23 03:24:33 UTC
My grandfather had a boat.

Not a small fishing vessel or one of the large flat-bottomed ferries but a sleek, deadly, hunting vessel like my people used to use. It had been centuries since we took our ships out to search for the slow, coast hugging merchantmen that had been our prey. Of course it was not authentic, however, while building it, he and my father had made sure to contract with what few artists and builders still used authentic materials. He would take it out once a year, always alone, once around the bay and back.

He never had much time for me, he was a traditionalist, and unlike my sisters, I was less than well behaved. He took care of us because we were his son's children, but anything more than that was beyond him. The presence of us and our mother was a constant reminder of his loss, all he had left was the boat and his memories.

One day I came home from school with a black eye, a bust lip, and two fingers in splints. It was early and only Grandpa was there. He looked at me for a long moment with a weary expression before asking me what happened. One of the other girls from an old family was talking to her friends about leaving the prefecture. It should be understood I was less than popular at this school. Having the misfortune to walk past right at this moment I swiftly became the butt of their jokes about our backwater city. Words got said, and at some point she decided to say something insulting about my father. What it was never really entered my head. I hit her so hard I broke two of my fingers, along with her jaw.

When I told him this there was a long pause. Then, finally, he nodded. That afternoon he took me out on the boat with him. We half rigged the sails and went out, not around the bay like he always did but out to the islands. An hours careful maneuvering brought us through the channels and to the open ocean beyond. I stood at the prow and stared out at the sea. In the far distance the clouds were gathering, a storm inbound to break upon the chain of islands that had protected us for all those years. I stood tall and felt the warm wind, the sea spray. Heard the call of the birds, the slap of the waves against the hull. I looked at my grandfather at the rudder, and he looked back at me. He smiled.

Many years later I came back with the rest of the Gold Generation. We came with money and promises and the Chuku Dansei followed us to the stars. While Souchek was giving his great address to the town I walked down to the beach. There was the boat, up on chocks and a little worse for wear, but still beautiful, still deadly. The small house we lived in sitting next to it.

I burned them both.
#51 - 2017-03-23 05:37:08 UTC
Intaki home world is lots of jungle.
And when you find a clearing, it's just a little less jungle, but still a lot of jungle.

Bring back DEEEEP Space!

Heiian Conglomerate
#52 - 2017-03-24 22:42:12 UTC
Didn't have one. I still like the fast-paced life of station kids better.

~ Gariushi YC110 // Midular YC115 // Yanala YC115 ~

"Orte Jaitovalte sitasuyti ne obuetsa useuut ishu. Ketsiak ishiulyn." -Yakiya Tovil-Toba-taisoka

Gallente Federation
#53 - 2017-03-26 04:18:18 UTC
Luminaire is my home planet.

I just recently became a pilot and was quite ready to see the stars, but already I feel homesick.

My family owned a vineyard in the countryside but I grew up in a suburb just outside of Caille. It made for a rather interesting childhood: the countryside juxtaposed against the city.

I cannot do Caille justice in but a few paragraphs, but it is a city among cities. It is so uniquely Gallentean, yet you can find anything you want there from any part of New Eden. The level of detail and care that has gone into the creation of Caille truly moves the heart. I have spent much of my time in the Sanctuary of the Seventh Goddess and none of it have I regretted.

The Crystal Boulevard is another obvious site that would be criminal to neglect. Both during the day and nighttime, it is as if one is stepping into another realm that glitters and shimmers. Try not to lose your footing out of dizziness.

I could go on and on about the numerous galleries, gardens, architecture, boutiques, libraries, spectacles of future art, even the peopl themselves, but some things simply must been seen. And it is getting late.

As one might infer from my time spent in the sanctuary, I and my family are rather spiritual (if not religious). We follow the many gods of the Caille region like most others we know. I was drawn in particular to what the gods meant, how they existed and what they represented, so I spent a lot of time visiting the many shrines an temples of Luminaire. Once, I went with a group of pilgrims to a far flung shrine in a mountain range halfway across the world to pay homage to a god of the stars (the irony is not lost on me).

The countryside is quite verdant with deep forests, rolling hills and pleasant lakes. My family's vineyard is about two acres with a small wooded area near the back that my siblings and I would dare each other to go deep into. My father would warn us not to do so, for fear of ghost-lights that would lure those foolish enough to follow them deeper into the woods and never to be seen again.

We also maintaine a small shrine to a god of wine and merriment at the vineyard as well. It is quite lovely, if somewhat small.

One other feature that shouldn't be missed are the seemingly endless fields of flowers that exist here. Some exist for harvesting to make perfumes and others grow naturally. Truthfully, the ones that grow naturally are the ones that I think are most beautiful.

Considering what I've said, it may seem as if I'm boasting. I don't mean to come off that way, but Luminaire is truly beautiful to me and I look forward to one day settling there again. Doing what, I've no clue.
#54 - 2017-03-26 23:53:15 UTC
My home-world, Marthia V from the Constellation of Ajah in the Tash-Murkon region, is, generally speaking, a cold planet (average temperature of 8.85 degrees) with the exception of it's equatorial band. Life within the band itself is vastly different, it's sub-tropical landscape is hot and humid year round, with no winter season present, though there is the occasional severe storm front from the West, most days are free of cloud. Two major vast continental Holdings meet within the band and a separated by a 450 mile wide straight.

I'm originally from a small town called Citra, which sits on this coast line, about two hundred and twenty miles North-west of the Holder's seat of Urvva in the Southern hemisphere. Citra is a small city of some 40,000 people, primarily engaged in the agricultural industry, the city alone accounting of roughly 34% of the planets total annual dietary requirements.

The city rests between the arms of two cliffs in the East and West (Coronation Rise to the West where the wealthy commoners tend to reside, and the Eastern most being Aoshnar-behesr or "paradise of illustrious personages").

The major sites of interest are the Dar-e Agiary (or God's Temple, place of fire and life), the sub-district shuttle port linking the people to the wider planet and cluster, and the Imud Hubrau (recently renamed), otherwise "Beasts of Heaven", which are enormous stone statues carved from the cliff sides on each side of the Straight featuring four central ideals of the Marthian Holdership since ancient times, Imla, Taht, Garla, and Ezem (God, throne, pride, duty).

Besides that there are lagoons, forest, golden fields of Solinum, and clear blues skies. There's is significantly more but I barely know where to begin and I imagine a fondness for ones homeland is often enough to skew opinions in its' favour.

What fills the soul? Something that guides a lost child back to it's parents arms. Or waves that dye the shores of the heart gold. A blessed breath to nurture life in a land of wheat. Or the path the Sef descend drawn in ash. In the wake of fire.

Heiian Conglomerate
#55 - 2017-04-08 19:15:13 UTC
Though I was born on a station, that was simply unfortunate timing. My home planet goes by the name of Asakai III. Natives just call it Asakai, which can be confusing for non-natives to the system, but nearly any natural-born Asakaian will know whether one is talking about the planet or the system.

It is a dry, very warm planet with no real concept of "seasons" besides stormy weather and calm weather, and with nothing one would classify as an ocean. Of the few seas, the majority are irradiated, contaminated, or otherwise adverse to human health and not really for consumption. There is little vegetation left, and likewise few non-domesticated animals above the size of a standard dog.

Our past has been erased. Ground down into dust by the worst aspects of our natures. Though, there are some things we can learn from clues scattered here and there, still around by simple virtue of the being to large to easily destroy.

The planet must have been colonized a long, long, long time ago, but nobody really knows when or by whom. Some speculate it was habitated before the Eve gate collapsed, but that theory has as much evidence as any other. All we know, is that we were here before the Caldari explored and exploited Black Rise. There were never many of us. We know at some point a few hundred years ago, the population of the planet dwindled to around 370,000. Today, it's sitting at a healthy 57 million, thanks to the prosperity brought by the State. The majority of those souls live in 3 massive partially-underground fortified cities dotted around the planet. All of them are self-sufficient, though that's only come about recently. There are four other city-complexes, but only the military is cleared to go to them, and only for a very good reason. One was wiped out 150 years ago in a biological attack, two are and have been severely irradiated for recorded history, and the last is a skeleton of a complex where you'll only find scavengers, mercenary bands, raiders, cults and vagabonds.

The surface of the world is riddled with obvious signs of the favorite pass-time of my people. From the rusted corpses of military convoys left to bake in the sun for hundreds of years, to mountainsides with craters half their size blown out of them, to derelict missile silos and military complexes gutted after they were abandoned by their owners. The only reason you go into the wasteland is to either kill people living there, or because you're no longer welcome in the cities.

Before the Caldari, every known attempt to go into space has failed. Pilot error, unexpected weather, hostile action, shoddy equipment, sabotage. The very few who actually reached space, in all known cases, disappeared not long after. Even now, when the spacelanes are mapped out and the air above Asakai III is monitored, no evidence of them has been found.

Culturally, we're diverse, but not exactly friendly with eachother. The first thing the Caldari did when they came was impose peace between the cities. It had little effect beyond forcing us to be discrete about killing eachother. No, the biggest thing that brought us together as a people was realizing that we were slightly outnumbered in the universe, and it might be a good idea to work together as a people, rather than against one another. Mixing between the cities is still very uncommon, and someone from Carkos probably won't ever really be welcome in Ranth or Kyten, but it's more prevalent now than it has been for a long, long time.

The Megacorps own Asakai, that's for certain. But being a borderworld, already armed and entrenched, and having few natural resources that can't be gotten elsewhere at much cheaper extraction cost, they've seen fit to administer from afar. As long as the 3 cities generate revenue and soldiers and stay loyal, the State seems content with imposing only moderately authoritarian laws.

The capsuleers, on the other hand, have brought both riches and war.
United Neopian Federation
#56 - 2017-04-09 07:20:14 UTC  |  Edited by: Lauralite Anne Brezia
Homeworlds huh? Well, here goes nothing I guess. I grew up on a mostly temperate world in the deeper recesses of the region of space some of you call Anoikis, J-Space, or even more plainly, Wormhole Space. It's actually a rather nice location, and, as far as I'm aware, very few capsuleers or New Eden cluster pilots in general have been there, even by the standards of the deep divers who make it their life goal to map the Anoikis cluster. As for those wondering how I got into the main New Eden cluster, well, you can thank the SOE on that one. They seem very adept at finding places most Capsuleers can't. Also very nice people, unless you decide to become a capsuleer. Hehehe.

A G4 IV subgiant star sits at the center of the system, slightly higher than average luminosity for its classification, the temperate world I was born on in that system is the fourth planet from the star. It has an interesting range of biomes and environments ranging from the perpetually frozen poles, to the balmy equitorial tropics. Most locals call the planet Neopia. There are two moons, a high mass primary, and a relatively low mass secondary that most just call 'The Rock,' creative, I know. There was a decently sized orbital platform sitting in high geosync the last time I was there. Been a few months, but I doubt it's been exploded considering how few Capsuleers have ever gone there to my knowledge.

The rest of the system has a few other interesting planets and moons with population centers, but Neopia is very much the center of activity there.

Now a days, I coordinate with the home government and direct colonists and personnel who come out of the system with the capsuleer corps that decided to sponsor efforts outside of anoikis for us, though I seem to more often than not work with the capsuleer corps and the civilian and military baseliners that we've begun to employ than interacting with many government officials. Something I'm glad for, never was a big fan of the political BS.

I've gotten rather used to breathing canned air in stations and aboard ships, but I do miss being groundside sometimes, and try to indulge whenever a habitable planet happens to be in the system I'm in at any given time if I'm able.

Sorry if this seems jumbled with unimportant extra details, its been a long cycle for me, and have yet to actually rest.

Neopian Citizen


Project: Salvo Co-Lead

Crazy Drunk Lady

"You want to know where I'm from huh? Well, it's a long way, and several Spacial Rifts removed, from this place."

#57 - 2017-04-09 12:12:59 UTC
I can't thank everyone enough for sharing a personal look at the places you grew up, and what that place means to you. I would love to hear more, from anyone and everyone. The pictures you lot paint of these places make my heart warm, even if the pictures themselves are not always pleasant.

Home is complicated, no?

In the next day or two, as time permits, I will be collating these accounts into a master list at the beginning of the thread.

Again, thank you all. Truly.
#58 - 2017-04-09 20:29:31 UTC
My ancestors migrated to the Federation so my home planet is within the Gallente borders despite my Vherokior heritage. Most of my clan settled on the same planet. A planet I will not disclose the name of for their safety.

The planet has been described as the bastard child between an oceanic planet and a barren planet even though it has status as a temperate planet. The surface is mostly covered with lush warm oceans and endless dunes. Near equator life is sparse on the surface aside from green strips of life along the coasts and other bodies of water. As you near the poles the deserts gets replaced with plains and if you continue you will see more and more trees. It is within these regions that most of the Gallente/Intaki population lives. But when my ancestors settled it was closer to the equator since the land was cheaper and there is just some special connection between my peope and harsh climates. The weather is either days with scorching temperatures and no clouds in sight or furious thunderstorms that both brings life and destruction. My mother always said that I am like the weather due to my temper. My mother isn't wrong on that point.

The population is still sparse but theraforming projects have been initiated to be able to bring lush nature deeper into the deserts and support more aggriculture. The main export is fish (+other bio materials from the ocean), fruit and wine, silk, and gold (+jewellery). The population is still mostly split with Vherokior being nearest equator however there is much trading and exchange of culture between both populations.

As a child I did not feel much of the harshness of the climate. I grew up in a port town where two rivers met to form the 2nd largest river on the planet. Food was plenty since the surroundings were green and the rivers full with fish, but the life was still primitive compared to most of the federation and the infrastructure underdeveloped. I never knew my father. He left before I was born. So I was raised by my mother alone. She was an independant Mystic so most of her income was donations from the people she helped but her loving and caring nature combined with her deep wisdom meant that her income was higher than most other of her trade. It allowed us a decent but still modest life and she put a fair amount of money aside for my education as well. Some of my best childhood memories are the days were my friends and I stripped naked and went cooling down in the river after playing in the streets. It probably explains why I am still fond of water and enjoys relaxing in it.

I left the planet to go to a better medical college which was made possible by my mother's savings. However I have still been back plenty of times. Especially now as a capsuleer as it is the only place I can truely unwind and get in deep contact with nature and the spirits. I feel it is vital for me as my biggest fear is to become one of those capsuleers who completely lose touch with her humanity. It is hard for me to understand how it is possible to live in balance without nature but reading this thread shows me that the wondering goes both ways.


#59 - 2017-05-31 22:55:03 UTC  |  Edited by: Lunarisse Aspenstar
I don't have too many memories of my first home planet. I was a child and it was a domed colony world on the a storm planet on the edge of the Empire, as part of the Empire's effort to spread. I remember looking up and seeing purple and red tiered clouds with an extraordinary amount of electrical energy generated by the planetary forces that effect such things. I have a vague memory of strange life, like airborne jelly fish in the clouds but perhaps it is a child's whimsy.

From holo pictures of what was there before the attacks, I can see that my commoner family plot's was a simple one. It was a square plot with a utilitarian habitat structure with a basic set of rooms (I shared my room with my siblings), separated by a simple metal fence. My mother had a garden plot. A holo picture I have, which shows me as a four year old playing, shows rows of corn are spaced wide enough to allow a person to walk through. Next to the habitat's entrance are two small beds containing kitchen herbs, with common names such as Lavender, Parsley, Sweet Basil, Oregeno, Saint Junip's Wort, Amarr Chamomile, Rosemary and Spearmint.

Given that space is at a premium in such a world, I assume the purpose of the plot was not simply an affectation. There was no room for frivolities. I had no play equipment. Space was at a premium and the crops may have been part of the balance necessary to sustain the isolated colony. Besides providing for nutritional needs, such gardens help to filter and re-oxygenate air and provide biomass, some of which may have composted into fertilizer for the next round of crops.

Unfortunately, I had to leave my first home at a young age due to the untimely death of my parents. I don't remember much else except for some cherished holo pictures.

**Addendum. The colony was located in the Aridia region. A description of the region (found on the capsuleer interface is as follows): "It has been a long, tedious journey. Whilst my cartographer maintains that the distance from the central Throne Worlds is not great, the toil of getting here was, for many reasons, too tiresome to enumerate. The mineral survey report is also grim. It seems that despite being perched on the fringes of known space, the riches that we were led to expect are nowhere to be found. This region seems literally devoid of anything of worth, a desert with no oasis in sight, where even my faith seems to shrivel and die. Perhaps others will find worth here. I cannot." - From the journal of Soruma Aquiun, Commander 51st Exploration Corps. it was a region of lost dreams, and - as it turned out - entirely too close to Delve...
#60 - 2017-05-31 23:26:25 UTC
My home was a privately owned refueling station for deep space exploration vessels and the odd lost ship in the middle of nowhere. Pirates tried to take over, almost succeeded, then I blew it up.

A little trust goes a long way. The less you use, the further you'll go.

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