No Man's Sky: Or How I Learned To Stop Worrying And Love The Grind
I’ve been wanting a reason to get back into No Man’s Sky for a long time now, and I see no greater reason than space pirates. I love pirates. Space pirates, Golden Age pirates, pirating movi- just anything pirate-adjacent really. My step dad used to tell me he was Long John Silver before he met my mother. His name was John and he wore longjohns to bed, so the dots all connected. Turns out he’d bent the truth and was actually in the merchant navy, but still, my love of pirates remained.
Because of my desire to go to space, join a pirate guild, and start robbing people, I was annoyed at anything in No Man’s Sky that wasn’t that. Fixing my ship? Boring. Scanning rocks? For nerds. Just get me into the great unknown and let me terrorise all those merchant freighters, I wanna catch me a whale.
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Like many sandbox games, No Man’s Sky has a few tutorial levels that teach you the basics of how to craft, gather resources, manage your tools and health, and also, build bases. Why, in a game set in a near infinite galaxy would I ever want to put down roots? I want to be a marauder hurtling from one solar system to the next, stopping in space stations to sell my loot and then getting back among the stars. I don’t want to be a scientist. I don’t want to be afarmer. I want to be a pirate.
I hated every second of learning how to construct walls and building a teleporter. It didn’t help that I spawned on a planet with frequent fire storms that forced me to spend ages looking for sodium to recharge my hazard protection with. It just felt like the antithesis of what the game was supposed to be about. I’m interested in exploration, not colonisation.
When I finally managed
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