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    57 i 58 milionów!

    Dzięki 890 Jump oraz wariantom Cutlassa kolejne dwa progi zostały wręcz wdeptane w ziemię! Zgodnie z tradycją Chris napisał z tej okazji list do społeczności Star Citizena.

     

    ChrisRobertsDirecting.jpgDZIĘKUJĘ WAM. Przez weekend osiągnęliśmy zarówno 57 jak i 58 milionowe cele zebranych poprzez crowdfunding funduszy. Samo w sobie jest to niezwykłe osiągnięcie, a jednocześnie oznaczające, że dalej możemy wspierać i rozwijać Star Citizena. Jestem wdzięczny za o wiele więcej niż tylko sponsorowanie Star Citizena. Spędzenie piątku na CitizenConie z ludźmi, którzy wsparli grę było niezwykłym doświadczeniem, które potwierdza, że to co robimy jest specjalne w więcej niż jednym wymiarze. Organizacja takich wydarzeń to ciężka praca… ale szansa porozmawiania i spotkania się twarzą w twarz z ludźmi, którzy są tak samo jak my podekscytowani grą i jej światem jest tego warta. Mam nadzieję, że podobały wam się prezentacje poszczególnych studiów oraz pierwsze spojrzenie na szczegóły kolejnych zmian, które planujemy dodać do świata gry. Tak jak powiedziałem podczas prezentacji: my dopiero zaczynamy!

     

     

    Backerzy z sokolim wzrokiem zauważyli migawkę z Gladiusem w Hangarze podczas naszej piątkowej prezentacji. Jest ona częścią krótkiego filmiku stworzonego przez Foundry 42, by poinformować pozostałe zespoły o postępach w pracach nad ich statkami (Avenger, Gladius, Gladiator oraz Retaliator). W podziękowaniu za osiągnięcie dwóch kolejnych progów w jeden weekend chciałbym podzielić się tym filmem ze światem. Statki wojskowe nie są jeszcze całkiem gotowe (wciąż brakuje niektórych animacji, modeli uszkodzeń, efektów dźwiękowych, szczegółów wnętrza itp.), ale myślę, że wyglądają one wspaniale. Zobaczcie je i zdecydujcie jakie jest wasze zdanie!

     

    Wypuściliśmy również reklamę Cutlassa w stereoskopowym 3D. Jest to nasza pierwsza trójwymiarowa reklama i uważam ją za całkiem fajną. Możecie sprawdzić sami tutaj.

     

    Przy 57 milionach dolarów odblokowaliśmy pierwszy statek z Czwartej Fali, ostatnio wybraną Platformę Badawczą klasy Endeavor! Oto wstępny opis tego statku:

     

    Platforma badawcza MISC klasy Endeavor: MISC Endeavor najbardziej prestiżową jednostką tej firmy: dedykowana platforma badawcza zdolna obsłużyć tuzin różnych zestawów naukowych od zaawansowanych skanerów długodystansowych do identyfikacji punktur skokowych po dodatkowe osłony pozwalające na prowadzenie bliskogwiezdnych badań koron gwiazd. Z zewnątrz Endeavor usiany jest zaczepami na sensory; od wewnątrz jego główny przedział jest zdominowany przez duże laboratorium badawcze, które można skonfigurować do wykorzystania w różnorakich dziedzinach nauki. Główny przedział statku jest modułowy, co pozwala na alternatywną konfigurację dzięki której jednostka może służyć jako latający szpital klasy Hope (nadzieja). Ten wariant jest wykorzystywany przez UEE i inne organizacje jako wsparcie pola walki pozwalające na przywrócenie Marines i pilotów do sprawności bojowej w jak najkrótszym czasie. Endeavor służący jako szpital ma miejsce w doku na jeden ambulans Cutlass Red. Endeavor znalazł swoje miejsce również w mniej świetlanej roli – organizacje wątpliwej reputacji modyfikują go na wiele sposobów wykorzystując możliwości jednostki do produkcji narkotyków lub przeprowadzania czarnorynkowych operacji chirurgicznych.

     

    Jako, że osiągnęliśmy dwa cele tak szybko, nie mieliśmy czasu na przeprowadzenie kolejnego głosowania. Zamiast wybrać dwie najbardziej popularne opcje z poprzedniej ankiety mam zamiar ogłosić statek, który ostatnio wygrał jako cel dla progu 59 milionów i rozpocząć ankietę dla progu 60 milionów z opcjami, które pozostały. Bardzo lubię przyglądać się debatom społeczności nad tego typu rzeczami, a wraz ze zmniejszaniem się puli dostępnych opcji  wspaniałą rzeczą jest widzieć jak aktywnie promujecie wasze ulubione opcje. Do dzieła!

    Oczywiście nie zapomnieliśmy o 58 milionach. Za osiągnięcie tego celu każdemu, kto wsparł grę przed jego przekroczeniem damy 10.000 UEC, które możecie wykorzystać na ulepszenia statków lub ozdoby do hangaru w sklepie Voyager Direct. Osobiście jednak radziłbym poczekać z zakupami: do sklepu w najbliższej przyszłości dodamy kilka fajnych, konfigurowalnych broni i innych ulepszeń dla Arena Commandera! 10.000 UEC może nie wydawać się dużą kwotą, ale na tym etapie gry w praktyce oznacza to, ze rozdajemy naszym wspierającym kilka milionów dolarów na wyposażenie ich statków!

     

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    Chris, Sandi oraz Erin podczas CitizenConu

     

    A oto kolejny zwycięzca głosowania - zadecydowaliście że następnym statkiem będzie platforma naprawcza:

     

    Anvil Aerospace Crucible – Znany jako “latająca skrzynka narzędziowa”, Crucible jest statkiem, który będziecie chcieli mieć blisko po zderzeniu z asteroidą, lub przeżyciu ataku piratów. Jeśli mowa o budowie, Crucible składa się z kokpitu, napędu oraz warsztatu. Warsztat Crucible jest uniwersalny: można go użyć jako bazy do przeprowadzenia napraw w przestrzeni kosmicznej (zawiera również odpowiedni magazynu na narzędzia) lub przyczepić go bezpośrednio do kadłuba innego statku chwytakami magnetycznymi. W takim przypadku warsztat właściwie otwiera się w przestrzeni i pozwala załodze naprawczej na bezpośredni dostęp do uszkodzonego statku. Można w nim utrzymywać zarówno sztuczną grawitację, jaki i poruszać się w zero-g, zależnie od potrzeb misji. Kokpit Crucible jest również wyposażony w szeroki wachlarz narzędzi naprawczych, jak na przykład uniwersalne zaczepy, które mogą obsłużyć różnorakie wyposażenie - uzbrojenie, promienie ściągające lub wysięgniki naprawcze. Crucible może być również częścią większego planowanego systemu napraw. Przy dużych projektach niezależne sekcje podtrzymujące strukturę oraz jednostki napędowe, zwane Miller ERS (External Repair Structure – Zewnętrze Struktury Naprawcze) mogą zostać połączone w coś na kształt rusztowania wokół uszkodzonego statku, stanowiąc najlepsze zastępstwo suchego doku orbitalnego. Standardowa jednostka ERS składa się z małego napędu, silników manewrowych, zaczepów magnetycznych i modułowych zaczepów na promienie ściągające, narzędzia lub uzbrojenie. Segmenty ERS mają oznaczenia określające ich kształt (P1 = sekcja prosta, P2 – skręt w lewo, P3 – skręt w prawo itd.). Dzięki możliwości ułożenia z nich wielu układów umożliwiają szeroko zakrojoną konstrukcję zero-g w razie potrzeb. W przypadku konieczności przeprowadzenia reperacji największych okrętów (np. lotniskowce Marynarki klasy Bengal) setki jednostek ERS mogą zostać połączone w kratownicę obsługiwaną przez tuzin i więcej statków Crucible.

     

    Crucible powinien okazać się następnym statkiem nie-bojowym który pomoże rozszerzyć wachlarz możliwości dostępnych w świecie Star Citizena o nowe zajęcia inne niż walka. A teraz idźcie zagłosować na następny statek… i przekonajcie wszystkich na forum, że oni również powinni!

     

    Jeszcze raz dziękuję za wsparcie. Dziękuję za niesamowity odzew jaki mieliśmy od was na CitizenConie, cały zespół tryska energią i jest gotowy do pokazania wam na co jeszcze nas stać. Będzie naprawdę dobrze!

    — Chris Roberts




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    • Duane stepped out from the washroom wiping his hands on his trousers. The sanitizer was supposed to dry them completely, but either he was doing something wrong or maybe the stupid thing just — his musing was abruptly halted when he spotted the Banu standing in the middle of the hallway. What the hell is a Banu doing here? He reached a hand slowly to the stun baton on his belt and firmly asked, “Can I help you?” A wide smile broke across the Banu’s elongated face, deepening the network of crags there. “Hello!” Duane quickly checked to see if the Banu’s chest had a ‘visitor’ tag. Sometimes one of the techs would bring in a guest if they had to work on the weekend, and it wouldn’t be too surprising if Eiko had forgotten to comm him from the security desk. No. No tag. And the Banu was carrying a datapod. Duane felt his pulse quicken. After working as a security guard for eight years at the Behring Applied Technology labs he might actually be in the middle of his first real break-in. Don’t screw this up, Duane. Calmly, Duane informed the Banu, “If you don’t have security tag, I have to ask you to accompany me to the lobby.” “Your tag,” said the Banu nodding to the small purple badge on Duane’s chest. “Does it open the doors for all the laboratories?” Duane slipped the baton from its loop and pressed the primer. “Last warning. This area is for authorized personnel only and I will remove you by force if necessary.” The Banu simply tilted his head to the side and smiled wider. “Please look at me for the next five seconds. Thank you.” Duane realized too late that he had forgotten to see if the Banu was alone. “Damn it, Mas. I told you to wait,” Alex said as she peeled the still smoldering stun-glove off her hand and tucked it into her belt. She had to admit, Klanger had done a hell of a job designing the thing. Too bad the glove was destroyed after one use. Worth the money though, to be able drop someone near instantly. Next time she was on Spider she’d definitely need to see if there were any more for sale. “You said wait till you found the key. We found the key,” Mas replied, setting the datapod gently on the ground. “What if this idiot had comm’d for backup or triggered an alarm?” The Banu shrugged. Alex knew it was useless arguing with Mas about things like this. He was one of the best hackers she had ever known, but trying to get him to stick to a plan was about as useless as trying to get a Vanduul to talk out an issue. Anyway, improvisation was the key to being a good data runner. Knowing that Mas was going to do whatever the hell he wanted had just become a standard part of all her plans. “I believe he has done both,” Mas said as he rolled the guard onto his back. It was then that Alex noticed the faint light blinking under the skin of the guard’s neck. Crap, she thought. A deadswitch. Behring must have wired up their security personnel with them. Something happens to one, the rest would soon be on their way. Time for more improvising. “Can you hack it?” “I can try,” replied Mas. Reaching down, he turned the guard’s head to better expose the neck. Drawing a curved spoon-like blade from the small sheath hidden under his arm, Mas carved the deadswitch out. Alex barely avoided being sprayed by a pulse of blood. As Mas connected a small silver connector cable from his pad to the flashing deadswitch beacon that now lay in a puddle on the floor, Alex used her Pyro to cauterize the wound closed. She had never been one to leave a body count behind. Not only was it sloppy and unnecessary, it tended to make the Advos try that much harder to track you down. “Mas, instead of deactivating it, can you make it broadcast like the guard is still okay?” The Banu nodded and continued to manipulate his pad with his long dexterous fingers. Leaving him to work, Alex yanked the tag off the guard’s uniform and used it to access a janitor’s closet she had passed a few paces back. Sure enough, inside was a scrubber. She carried it back just as Mas was finishing. “There,” said Mas, retracting the connector. “Healthier than ever.” “Then let’s put him back on patrol.” She opened up the scrubber’s rear hatch and Mas dropped the bloodied beacon inside the refuse storage bin. A few presses later and the scrubber was happily cleaning its way down the hall. There was still a good chance that the few seconds the deadswitch had been active would be enough to send a security squad to investigate, but if they were lucky, the scrubber’s movements would be enough to convince anyone monitoring that it had been some kind of glitch. Either way, they needed to hurry. The research lab gleamed with an immaculate shine that screamed money and danger. In Alex’s experience, the only reason that anyone ever kept a room this spotless was when a little bit of dirt would be enough to lose a fortune in research or get someone killed by accident. Of course, with the amount she had been promised for pulling this job, she expected nothing less. Mas set the datapod down next to a bank of sleek white processors on the far end of the room. If their imposing size wasn’t enough to tell that they were important, the thick coil of cables running into the data hub would have been a dead giveaway. Just about every piece of tech in the place was wired to the computers. He lifted up an access junction and plugged in his silver cable. “Any issues?” Alex asked. The Banu swiped at his pad. “Only minimal protection. I believe they are counting on the building’s security to prevent access.” Never underestimate the overconfidence that comes with owning a big fortress-like building. After bypassing the preliminary security, Mas opened up a port and hooked the datapod into place. He settled in to extract the data and began humming Could Have Been You, a sure sign that he was lost in the code. Alex strolled around the room rummaging through the work tables that were home to what she guessed were next generation Behring weapons. For the millionth time, she wished she knew exactly what was in the data they were accessing. The name alone wasn’t much to go by — ‘Project Stargazer’ — but the guy who hired them refused to tell them anything more. Alex still had doubts about whether it had been smart to accept his offer. Though, her suspicion was that the job had been less of an offer and more of an order. The man, ‘Mr. Grouse,’ contacted them through the usual channels on the amateur ornithologist boards. After all his bonafides checked out, they met at a small cafe on the outskirts of Prime. He’d been easy to pick out thanks to the yellow hat he had promised to wear. Alex had done her normal procedure of arriving early and placing a small pinhole camera on the wall. It was a great way to scout a potential client before meeting and make sure they weren’t sweating too much or hiding an abnormal amount of guns. Neither applied to Grouse, though. He had been as calm as could be. Even more so, his skin had that artificially smooth look, a common side effect from some of the new facial reconfiguration surgical units. Which was surprising because who would choose to make their face that uninteresting? He was like the Human equivalent of elevator music. Even standing across the table from him, Alex had felt her eyes wander away from lack of interest. On second thought, she could see why being aggressively boring might be a good choice considering the work she assumed he did. After a few minutes of observing him to make sure everything seemed on the up on up, she noticed him reach into his briefcase and pull out a small hand scanner. With a quick sweep of the cafe, he smiled when he spotted the mounted camera. “Alexandria Dougan,” he had said in a calm, even voice. “I am ready to meet whenever you are.” Well, that’s a first. “And if I am not mistaken, that Banu over there wearing the sunhat is your partner Mas Houlan. Why don’t you have him join us so we can discuss our business together?” A few moments later, her and Mas were listening patiently to Grouse explain that he wanted all the records of a research project completely deleted from the Behring Applied Technologies lab. Before she could even begin to protest, he had told them the payment. It was significantly higher than she would have even dared asked for, even on her most brazen of days. It was enough to put her and Mas on easy street and settle a lot of old debts. It had made her really nervous. That’s why she had decided that they would make copies of the project files before they erased all trace of them from the lab’s record. As the old saying goes, never trust a criminal. About halfway through Mas humming The Day Ahead, the alarm went off. That was disconcerting, but not nearly half as much as the giant turrets that lowered from the ceiling. Alex held her breath, but rather than turn and fire on them, the two turrets took aim at the lab’s door. It quickly dawned on her why they were still breathing. It wasn’t worth it to risk shooting up all the valuable equipment. The turrets were designed to stop anyone entering or exiting the lab. And stop with extreme prejudice if the large Behring logos on the ballistic guns were anything to go by. “How much longer, Mas?” she shouted over the blaring alarm. “The files have copied, but I will need some time to finish expunging the records.” Okay, thought Alex, let’s see how much ammo these things have. Reaching into her satchel, Alex brought out her Insta-Friends decoy. She primed it and slid the puck out into the killbox and covered her ears expectantly. A moment later, the decoy went off and the turrets sprang to life, raining bullets at the artificial targets. Got to love Joker Engineering. Half the time the stupid things didn’t work, but when they did, boy, did they work. Eventually, the decoy died and the turrets spun down. The floor was completely chewed through. It looked like they had been designed to allow the rounds to penetrate rather than ricochet into the expensive tech. Right… ricochets. I probably should have thought of that first… Alex would have to remind Mas to make an extra offering to the God of Luck for her. She had only brought one additional decoy and she had a feeling that the turrets had more than enough ammo to outlast it. What she needed was a way to force the Insta-Friends to last longer. Scanning the lab, she quickly found what she was looking for: a large half-built laser sat on one of the workbenches connected to an array of batteries. She momentarily considered using one of the lab’s experimental weapons to destroy the turrets but decided that she liked having all her limbs attached too much to mess with an unfinished laser. Instead, she used her Pyro to solder one of the batteries to the decoy and slid the heavy makeshift device into range of the turrets. Once again, the guns sprang to life. It wasn’t until the decoys had begun flickering away, the larger battery finally drained, that she heard the happy clicking whir of empty chambers attempting to fire. “I am ready to go,” said Mas, strolling confidently through the still smoldering killbox with the datapod. Alex hurried to catch up. They left the lab not a moment too soon. Drawn by the gunfire, a full squad of guards descended upon it just as Mas and Alex managed to round the corner out of view. One of the benefits of robbing a campus as big as Behring’s is that it took a while to move security into position. If she ever went straight, maybe she would get a job as a consultant and earn big credits pointing out all the dumb things companies did with their security systems. Leaving the main research wing, the pair weaved their way back through the labyrinthine building to the executive’s office that they had entered through. Alex stopped them at every intersection to ping the path ahead. It would make them stand out on scanners, but it was safer than blindly stumbling into the roaming groups of armed guards. Thankfully, when they arrived at the executive’s private hangar, it was unguarded and the Belligerent Duck remained just as they had left it. It was one of those interesting facts of life that powerful peoples’ private hangars are considered so off-limits, security guards assume criminals know not to land there too. That was why private hangars were usually one of the first things Alex looked for when she was casing a building. Plus, they usually had little free water bottles you could stock up with in case you got thirsty during a heist. Alex brought up her mobi and unlocked the Mercury. Mas headed up the ramp straight for datastorage to make sure the pod was safely secured, while she made her way to the star runner’s cockpit. The hangar doors opened above them and the Duck lifted into the air. The name still made her smile. She had chosen it to infuriate the cocky infoagent she had won the ship from. The pompous prick had the gall to name the ship Razor’s Edge. Now whenever he wanted to buy data off her, he had to comm the Belligerent Duck as a reminder that it didn’t pay to bet against Alex Dougan. She eased the throttle forward and the ship’s wide swept-back wings cut easily through Terra’s calm atmosphere. A moment after leaving the hangar, the pleasant Crusader computer voice alerted her that they were being targeted. Sure enough, a Sabre with Behring livery was closing in on her tail. It must have launched when the alarm went off. The comms chirped to life as they were hailed. “This is Behring Security. Land immediately or you will be shot down.” Great. And it wouldn’t be long before the Terra police joined in. They needed a fast getaway. “Mas, weapons, now.” When they had first met, Mas had refused to do anything on the ship that didn’t involve hacking and computers claiming that it “was not his purpose.” It had been close to six months before Alex had stumbled upon a solution that had worked — she had hooked up a terminal from a busted simpod into the manned turret’s seat so that Mas could stare at a screen instead of out the window. That was all it took. Now he was a crack shot. Mas slid into the weapons terminal, his long legs at the awkward angle all Banu were forced to adopt using Human seats. “How much should I explode them?” “None! Knock out their radars and I’ll take care of the rest.” Alex pulled hard and swung the Mercury wide giving Mas time to line up the distortion cannons. The Sabre reacted quickly enough to avoid the first and second salvos. Alex rolled at the last second to avoid their return fire. They were running out of time. “Get missile lock,” said Mas. “Mas, we’re not killing them!” “No killing,” the Banu agreed. “Just a distraction.” Decelerating till she saw red, Alex brought the ship to bear. After a heartbeat or two had thudded in her chest, she achieved lock and fired two missiles. The Sabre pilot, acting as expected, lit the sky with flares, pulling the missiles off course. Anticipating the brief distraction, Mas fired the turret again. The distortion cannons bit into the Sabre, disrupting its power. There was no way for it to maintain radar and stay flying after a hit like that. Maxing out the thrusters for all they were worth, Alex sped the Duck away from Behring’s headquarters. However, rather than angling up to leave the planet, she angled the ship towards the nearby mountainous island range. There, she lowered the ship down into a small alcove cut into the beach beneath a rocky outcropping. Diverting power from the Mercury’s shields and thrusters, Mas booted up their reg-spoof. Now, they would be able to fly around incognito for a little while. Should be fine as long as no one looked too hard or took a shot at them. She hoped they weren’t the only ones in the area flying a Mercury today. It was definitely not their cleanest escape. No way they were going to make the rendezvous now, but Grouse was just going to have to deal with the change in plans. Bringing up her mobi, Alex began a message to their network of contacts. Behring had a lot of credits to toss around. You rob someone like that and they usually made it worthwhile to hunt you down. Leaving the system wasn’t going to be enough. It wouldn’t be long before the Advocacy and a whole fleet of bounty hunters were breathing down their neck. If they wanted to get out of this in one piece they were going to need some extra help keeping an eye out. Hopefully a few of the friends her and Mas made over the years would be willing to lend a hand and alert them if they caught wind of the authorities closing in on the Duck. Message sent. Now all they needed was somewhere they could hide out till things cooled off. “Hey Mas, how would you feel about visiting your old Souli?” TO BE CONTINUED Przeczytaj całość
    • Obrazki z Gamescom 2018  
    • Będzie pierwsze rozszerzenie, o nazwie Flashpoint. https://www.paradoxplaza.com/battletech---flashpoint/BTBT01ESK0000001-MASTER.html?utm_source=crm&utm_medium=email&utm_campaign=flas_bt_20180821_ann   Hatchetman...
    • 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. 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 Przeczytaj całość
    • Wallpaper by Corsair62 Hello everyone, The Community Team is at Gamescom this week, representing Star Citizen in Cologne, Germany. We don’t have a booth this time around, but if some of you are making the trip to Cologne, you can join us at one of four Bar Citizen events in the evenings or at the meetup on Friday that’ll include a special town hall Q&A for those in attendance. Find all the details about where we’ll be here. But apart from one of the biggest gaming expos, we’ve still got more exciting events this week. Our latest concept ship, the RSI Apollo, is still available until August 22nd, so make sure to check out our guardian angel before it’s gone. Celebrating the reveal of our latest medical ship, we held a contest where we wanted to see quotes that you might hear on board an RSI Apollo. The contest is now over and you can find out who’s the new owner of a shiny RSI Apollo Triage or click here, to see all of the contest entries on Twitter. Didn’t win anything this time around? No worries, the next contest is right around the corner! And with that, let’s see what else is going on this week: Every week on Calling All Devs, designers, engineers, and other developers from our five offices around the world answer backer questions submitted on Spectrum and voted for by YOU. This week we talk about atmospheric planes and aquatic vehicles, “weapon rest” character positions, and the Aaron Halo asteroid field. Watch the full episode here. On Tuesday, the Lore Team will publish another detailed piece of fiction, breathing life into the Star Citizen universe. Check out previously published lore posts here. Thursday will welcome another episode of Around the Verse where we’ll take a look at the latest Star Citizen news with a project update. We’ve also seen Jared running around in a suit jacket today… but we aren’t sure if that’s an indicator of anything. This Friday, we’ll be doing things a bit differently, as we’ll be hosting a special Townhall Q&A at the Brauhaus ohne Namen in Cologne for those attending the event. This means questions can be asked by those who attend, we’ll record the whole show, and upload it on our official YouTube channel at a later time for those who couldn’t make it. We’ll see you in the ‘Verse (and Cologne!!!). Ulf Kuerschner
      Senior Community Manager The Weekly Community Content Schedule MONDAY, AUGUST 20TH, 2018
                  Calling All Devs   (https://www.youtube.com/user/RobertsSpaceInd/)
                  RSI Apollo Quote Contest Winner Announcement    TUESDAY, AUGUST 21ST, 2018
                  Weekly Lore Post   (https://robertsspaceindustries.com/comm-link/spectrum-dispatch) WEDNESDAY, AUGUST 22ND, 2018
                  Bar Citizen – Deutzer Brauhaus     THURSDAY, AUGUST 23RD, 2018
                  Around the Verse    (https://www.youtube.com/user/RobertsSpaceInd/)
                  Vault Update   
                  Bar Citizen – Brauhaus Ohne Namen     FRIDAY, AUGUST 24TH, 2018
                  Reverse the Verse Town Hall Q&A   (https://www.youtube.com/user/RobertsSpaceInd/)
                  Roadmap Update   
                  RSI Newsletter   
                  Bar Citizen – Brauhaus Ohne Namen – Special Townhall Q&A     SATURDAY, AUGUST 25TH, 2018
                  Bar Citizen – Hyatt Legends Bar     Community MVP: August 20th, 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! Every week, we select one piece of content submitted to the Community Hub and highlight it in this section. The highlighted content creator will be awarded with an MVP badge on Spectrum and be immortalized in our MVP section of the Hub. Don’t forget to submit your content to our Community Hub for a chance at seeing it here!
      Overview of the Xi’an language for diplomats by TradTeam The TradTeam, a unified group of translators of the French-speaking community, released the “Overview of the Xi’an language for diplomats”, a 100-page paper, translated into French. Bien joué!! This document will surely be an inspiration for all French speakers to add Xi’an to their skills.

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