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Q&A: Origin 600i

Greetings Citizens!

Since the introduction of the Hull Series back in April 2015, every new concept ship reveal has had an accompanying Q&A post, where we spend a couple days collecting questions from you, pass those on to the relevant ship designer, and provide you the best answers we have available at that time.

With the recent addition of Spectrum, we can now allow you to add your vote to the questions you most want to see answered. The questions included below are a combination of those that received the most votes, similar questions that were merged into a single instance, and those we felt we could comfortably answer at this stage in the Origin 600i’s development.

Now that the ship is concept complete, it will enter our development pipeline where many of the answers you see below will be fleshed out, and those missing will be determined and implemented. While it will still be some time before we see the Origin 600i in game, we hope you’re as excited as we are as the game expands with the further development of Origin ships in the Star Citizen universe.

As always, a special thanks to Steve Turberfield, John Crewe, and Todd Papy for their help in answering your questions.

Let’s get to it. -DL


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How are the 600i w/ Exploration Module capabilities compared to those of the Carrack or Aquila?

The 600i exploration module features two manned scanning stations, a deployable ramp for an exploratory ground vehicle, an Origin-created Rover and SCU storage for any artifacts needing to be stored once discovered, so it is a solid option for explorers looking to purchase a stylish alternative to the Aquila, while the Carrack should provide a much longer term exploration base and facilities.



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Is the 600i w/ Exploration Module’s 36 SCU of cargo space when carrying the rover or when not carrying the rover?

The figures are based on the ship cargo capacity while not including the Rover. The exploration module not only has the lift for the rover, but also space for the additional SCUs.



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Will there be more modules and if so, which can we expect?

No further modules are currently in the pipeline, but the beauty of a modular ship means that nothing is off the table in terms of expanding the 600i’s options down the line.



Why are there no Point Defense Systems similar to other high-end luxury ships like the Phoenix and 890 Jump?
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The 600i features 2x remote turrets, so in the instance that the ship is fully crewed, and your gunners are up to it, they will be able to ensure your ship stays protected from threats. If required, you can equip them to be set up with an AI module, which you can choose to leave enabled.



Can the Touring and Explorer modules be swapped in and out of a single 600i?

That is indeed the eventual plan, yes. Modules will be purchasable separately and will be swappable in game after that functionality exists.



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The 600i is a supremely expensive ship for its size and role, especially against the larger Carrack and cheaper Constellation. Why is this? What benefits are worth the increased expense?

We are building a universe, and part of that means we can consider aspects that a standard game does not, such as value and desirability. When we look at vehicles in the real world, its apparent that more functionality does not always mean something is more expensive, and vice versa. In the Star Citizen universe, a sleek, luxury ship created by Origin will bring certain connotations with it, in the same way most people would find a sports coupé more desirable than a family sedan, despite the fact it has less seats and cup-holders.



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How does the range of the 600i compare to the other exploration ships?

As stated above, the extra scanning stations and rover storage mean the 600i is a fully capable exploration ship with that module in that size range. The Carrack should provide more robust and longer term exploration option.



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Can the 600i be flown effectively solo?

The 600i is, fundamentally, a multi-crew ship. However, for its size is probably one of the most solo-friendly ships out of the box. By utilizing unmanned remote turrets and capable shields, a skilled pilot should be able to effectively pilot the 600i solo in most regards.



The Origin Rover is listed as a separate item in the standalone versions of the 600i Explorer but is the rover also going to be included if you upgrade (CCU) another ship to a 600i Explorer?
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Yes, upgrading to the 600i Explorer Edition will indeed grant you an included Rover.



What agility can we expect from this ship versus the Constellations considering that the 600i has more than twice the mass of RSI’s ship? This is especially important since the 600i comes with fixed guns and no gimbals.
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Whilst the 600i may be faster than the Constellation in a straight line (more on Thruster ratings in a later answer) it will suffer in its maneuvering due its bulk and size. The fixed weapons that come default can be swapped out to gimbals like other ships.



Will it have room enough to carry an 85x instead of the Origin-branded rover?

Until the ship is fully built and implemented this is difficult to say with complete certainty, but the 85x has a much larger footprint than a Rover so we consider this unlikely to fit. While ships smaller than the Rover may technically “fit,” the lift is designed purely for a ground vehicle, so maneuvering a ship in there might prove risky in terms of causing damage to both vessels.



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How many beds, toilets and save seats for passengers does a 600i Touring have?

The 600i bridge has 3 seats for the pilot and crew members. The exploration module gives you a further 2 seats for the manned scanning stations. There is a dedicated captain’s quarters and beds for the remaining crew members in their quarters. Exact number of toilets is still to be determined, but you can probably expect at least 2 in the crew washroom and one in the captains quarters.



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Can both the Origin X1 & Rover dock securely inside an Origin 600 at the same time?

This should certainly be possible yes. The lift platform itself is the perfect fit for the Rover, but there is nothing to stop you storing the X1 in the cargo storage area of the exploration module. Bear in mind that if you choose to do this then it wont be a quickly accessible option and as such we’d recommend a Rover or X1, rather than both.



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How many missiles can the Origin 600i carry? In the brochure the 600i is stated to carry 16 S3 missiles yet the website states 4x S3 pylons with 16 missiles each (total of 64). Or was this just a misunderstanding and it can carry either 16xS3, 32xS2 or 64xS1 missiles?

The perils of active development! To clarify, the 600i has 4 missile racks that can hold 4x S3 missiles each, giving a grand total of 16 S3 missiles for the ship.



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What parts of the ship change between the touring and exploration variants? Is it just the rear window section and rover bay area depicted in concept?

The swappable module is in the core of the ship itself. The rear window is present on the standard 600i hull, and is a viewing gallery of sorts.



The brochure states its faster than most ships of its size and it states it has 4 TR2 thrusters. How is that achieved, compared to the constellations TR5 thrusters (according to ship stats) and the way lower weight of the constellation class?

This is a flaw of the current stats page and matrix, and will be remedied with the update coming online with the release of SC Alpha 3.0. The thrusters of both ships will most likely be in the same power band alongside updates to their mass. The current stats page does not support the internal design for a lot of items at present.



Is the 600i Touring variant intended to be a money-maker in the realm of VIP passenger transport, similarly to the 890 Jump and Genesis Starliner?

The 600i is not intended as such to be a commercial vehicle. Where the 890 Jump and the Starliner are the luxury private superyacht and commercial people carrier, the 600i is on the compact end of the private yacht scale.



Why only 16 and 36 SCU for such a large ship?

One of the unique selling points of the 600i is that it is a luxury ship. So the answer to this is really the same as to why you can fit more cargo in a minivan, than you could a Lamborghini; cargo storage practicality takes a back seat to aesthetic and comfort.

Will the 600i Explorer have a medical area?

The 600i does not have a medical area no, due to it not holding a huge crew, this would be a room that ended up potentially being used rarely.

Why is the Series named different from the 300/800 Series? Explorer should be the 615p and not the 600i Exploration Module.

The reason for this is that the 600i is modular, meaning that the swappable modules are what make the ship suit the desired role. Regardless of what module you have installed, the ship is a 600i.

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      Tha’ happen twice in week one bein’ here. Sleep in tha closet-room got so warm feels like was somethin’ on top me. Aft’ second time like tha’ I left tha door open some bit, i’ let me see out into tha room too.
      “Seeing what way someone could come at you from was good.” ‘s what I thought.
      Sometimes I scream so loud i’ wakes all tha Sisters near with me. Maybe i’ woke more othe’s but I don’ leave ta find out. Neve asked. Didn’ care, what I told myself. Can’ say ‘m ‘mbarrassed an didn’ wan’a look weak.
      Got clothes now that didn’ itch. Can sleep night an null wake up coughin. Got food 3 times day.
      I’m in deep slag.
      Tha angle hasn’ come yet. Can’ eve’ see tha angle them Sisters playin’ to. Been ‘while an i’ start ta come clear tha’ Mom Super an ‘em Sisters want me in debt deep so I never get out. “Honor slave” like, cheap an EZ. So debt tha’ work for rest my life won’ pay back my owed.
      ‘m got ‘most dead screwed.
      Mom Super come ‘fore an walk me ta tha meal hall. Theres chairs ‘nough for ‘round hundred in tha meal hall. Sisters only fill ‘bout three fourths it. Mom Super got me sit by her ‘cause that way I wouldn’ be crowd-in with some Sister or come up on like she had on me. Clothes ‘m got eve’ got pocket ‘nough ta snatch food back ta room. Mom Super neve’ caugh’ me. Rat neve’ know when food gone got rare.
      Tried count eve’ time I ate food. i’ got more an more. Couldn’ pay that much back. Couldn’ not eat it. Real food hard got mos’ times. Breakfast some toastbread an paste an cheese.
      Soup lunch with cracker an’ plate real vegetable cooked in oil. My first real vegs that. I ate food paste sometime on at meal hall but eve’ tha’ was paste with flavor in i’ an came with cracker an cheese. Tha real food got tha kick though. Only fool rat turn down real food. If they gon’ hit me with bill I couldn’ pay, i’ gon’ be on full stomach.
      Full stomach. “‘m got soft.” Had say i’ out ta make i’ real.
      On street rats only got full stomach on spec days. Like when Gov paste dispenser malfunctioned. Or cargo food crashed near. Couldn’ sell tha goods no more so we rats got eat real tha’ time. Sick for days aft’. Couldn’ handle all that real food.
      Now I got real eatin’ eve’ day. Warm of i’ gone out. Or may jus’ didn’ have ta fight chill here. Don’ matter none way. “Loss ya edge an you got dead.” ‘m get soft an got ta fight.
      Got my plan to make good too. First got grab up tha bits tools made out some scrap, tha food got hid under tha bed, an all the clothes. Second gotta outbound my room got pas’ them doors an then to tha wall door. Or where I’m lock i’ ta be. Got tools ta get pas’ it. Got find tha control box. Null hard. Simp that. Pop tha door an out.
      None need detail figured. ‘s long as got ‘magination I’m gon’ got this. An got my honor back mine aft’. ‘m none gon’ be prisoner an neve’ slave. Let ‘em take my rep an say I don’ pay debts. I’m gon’ be free.
      Time make my out.
      A’most ‘sleep when I figure late i’ is. Gettin’ up an an got my things out ‘s lot more work than my practice. Opened tha door ta my room null makes sound but tha’ one into tha hall ‘s tricky.
      Got i’ jus’ open ‘nough ta squeeze an pull my gear through. Risky ta try an close tha darn door ‘gain. If I wrong, it might wake up tha whole place. Jus’ lef’ i’ part open tha’ way. Gon’ be obvious ta a’one tha’ scan it. I’m be long gone then.
      Sneak-move down tha halls. Heart pound’in like hammer. I come up on tha scratch an ding tha’ give ‘way where door come out in tha hall. Scan tha wall ta find control box. Foun’ place where control should be. Near tha floo. All’s in i’ relay module. Like for remote. Ain’ doin’ much ta help ‘less I got tha code or find tha oth’ end tha link.
      Tha’s bad news. Could be an’where. Like tha library that I couldn’ go in or outside where’m tryin’ go but can’ get. Got search eve’where an tha’ means ‘m gon’ get caught sure. An I ain’ eve start tha work ta bypass secure tha’ be on it! ‘M deeper in i’ an null way out, lock sure.
      I jump ‘cause tha door start open all on ‘s own. Rumbled an rack some an stop ‘bout half open. Blink tha dus’ out eyes tryin ta figure how tha’ happened. Null one outside. Blink mo’ dus an thought abou’ it. Miracle? Maybe, but rats none got tha’ luck.
      Out my instinct I turn ‘round.
      Mom Super standing three meters ‘way. She got mobiGlas on an up. Prob’y use ta open tha door. Craz Oldie lookin’ right at me.
      “I wondered when you would make your first try for the door, young one. I’m actually quite surprised it took so long.” Mom Super voice cut air like glass now. “You look prepared. That’s good. You may even have a plan. Planning and patience. Strong qualities for one so young to have.”
      “Wha’ you wan’?” I ask like she some kin’a spook.
      “To give you a choice, young one. Choosing is a sacred thing to us; In it we are free. It is obvious you have not felt as free as you truly are.” She say back.
      “Wha’ deal you got?” I say more sure ‘m in barter now. Barter ‘m got, solid.
      “I mean that you have a choice. You may leave and make the 20 kilometer trek back to the scrap yards and Bazaar and that life which you know, or you may stay and learn what the streets cannot teach you. What they do not want you to know.”
      ‘s not real deal, that. Thought tha’ get ta here been long but ain’ thought i’ 20 k-meters. I had ‘nough food for day, maybe two. Got caught by null knowing ‘nough. Rookie mis’ake that.
      20 k-meters. Trouble still with Boss Dirk in tha Bazaar when got there. An empty stomach.
      “None much choice.” I said out aft’ I think i’. Mom Super smile sad a’ me.
      “But it is a choice. One I offer you because I am a Sister of this Hall before I am your caretaker.” She say i’ slow like.
      ‘m none buyin’ it. “You haven’ show me wha’ angle ya playin’. Maybe ya jus’ makin’ me fat an you high dollar slaver an’ all. How ‘m know!”
      “You must be free to choose or I am not worthy to be a Sister, let alone the Mother Superior of these many here. We can give you what you need and more if you stay.”
      “I know right. Debt ‘s debt.” Eve’ rat know that.
      She stop cold. “You think that you are incurring a debt by staying here?”
      “Ain’ I? Wha’ I’m suppose think? An I see one an’ ‘m null gon’ jus’ be here an’ . . . null tha’ . . . I won’ be your slave!” Start lookin for way out tha hall ta secure.
      I stop cause Mom Super raise her hand. Slow like. Like she do ta quiet tha meal hall ‘fore meal. Hadn’ expected her ta be calm like tha’.
      “If I gave a way to repay your debt, would you stay?”
      TO BE CONTINUED…
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      Every week, designers, engineers and other developers from our five offices around the world answer backer questions submitted on SPECTRUM and voted on by YOU. This week, we address questions on navigator careers, the Death of a Spaceman mechanic, ship VTOL and more.
      More about Death of a Spaceman here: https://robertsspaceindustries.com/comm-link/engineering/12879-Death-Of-A-Spaceman
      You can submit your questions for consideration in future episodes of Calling All Devs here
      And for info on becoming a subscriber, go to: https://robertsspaceindustries.com/pledge/subscriptions
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      Hello Citizens,
      Over the years, the Star Citizen community has enjoyed the opportunity to interact with CIG employees in a variety of unique ways. We’re now excited to offer a direct and organized process for creators to invite official CIG representatives to their podcasts, videos, streams, and talk shows. Head over to our FAQ to learn more.
      Help us make the How to Play section of the Star Citizen website even better, starting with Star Marine and Arena Commander. Take part in the contest for a chance to win prizes and leave your mark on the official Star Citizen website.
      Lastly, if you haven’t picked up a ticket for CitizenCon 2948, we still have Standard Access tickets available here. Join us at the Long Center, in Austin, Texas, for a full day of presentations and interactions, exploring the current and future developments in Star Citizen and Squadron 42.
      With that, let’s see what’s going on this week:
      Monday is another all-new episode of Calling All Devs, this time with questions about animations, VTOL changes, linking multiple quantum jumps as waypoints, Death of a Spaceman and the future of a potential career as a capital ship navigator. You won’t want to miss this one.
      Tuesday is lore day! The Lore Team will publish another in-fiction story to help cure your craving for more Star Citizen lore. Check out previously published lore posts here.
      Thursday, we’ll receive an update on the latest developments in the PU, and talk about the Legacy Armor in an all-new episode of Around the Verse. The embedded Loremaker’s Guide to the Galaxy will explore the lore, science and behind-the-scenes decisions involved in the design of the Osiris System.
      Lastly, make sure to tune in on Friday at 12PM PDT / 7PM UTC for another episode of Reverse the Verse, broadcasted live on our Star Citizen Twitch channel. Stay tuned for further information about who our special guests will be and keep an eye on Spectrum for the Questions Thread!
      And with that, we’ll see you in the ‘Verse.
      Ulf Kuerschner
      Community Manager



      The Weekly Community Content Schedule
      MONDAY, MAY 21ST, 2018
                  Calling All Devs   (https://www.youtube.com/user/RobertsSpaceInd/)
      TUESDAY, MAY 22ND, 2018
                  Weekly Lore Post   (https://robertsspaceindustries.com/comm-link/spectrum-dispatch)
      WEDNESDAY, MAY 23RD, 2018
                  -   
      THURSDAY, MAY 24TH, 2018
                  Around the Verse – Legacy Armor & Loremaker’s Guide to the Galaxy   (https://www.youtube.com/user/RobertsSpaceInd/)
                  Vault Update   
      FRIDAY, MAY 25TH, 2018
                  Reverse the Verse Live   (https://www.twitch.tv/starcitizen)
                  Roadmap Update   
                  RSI Newsletter   




      Community Spotlight: May 21st, 2018
      We are constantly amazed by the contributions made by the Star Citizen community. Whether it’s fan art, a cinematic, a YouTube guide, or even a 3D print of your favorite ship, we love it all! Don’t forget to submit your content to our Community Hub for a chance at seeing it here!



      View of Cellin by Cruma

      I can never get enough of a view like this. Cruma took this screenshot while playing 3.1.4 on his birthday! Belated congratulations, Cruma!

      Check out the image on our community hub.



      Poster ANVIL Crucible by Olaf_Jaeger

      Not the first time Olaf blew us away with one of his posters. This time, he's featuring Anvil Aerospace’s first dedicated repair ship, the Crucible.

      Check out the Community Hub post here


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      Senior UI Programmer Hugo Silva stops by to discuss the continuing development of the Shop Item Kiosk system.
      To watch Reverse the Verse LIVE each and every week, tune into http://twitch.tv/starcitizen.
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      This week, an in-depth look at Item Kiosk Shopping, and a new Ship Shape installment featuring the menacing Vanduul Blade.
      You can purchase CitizenCon tickets here: https://robertsspaceindustries.com/comm-link/transmission/16493-CitizenCon-2948-Announcement
      You can find the April 2018 Monthly Report here.
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