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Posted by: Shan Dollean : Category: ¶ New Eden has lost a little bit of its’ gloss for me recently. I guess I’ve hit a bit of a flat spot, wondering where my life is gonna take me… up ‘til now, I’ve been content with disrupting the plans of the Angel Cartel, and living off the proceeds, and joining in with the defence of Omist when hostile forces come calling – and of course helping the Defias Brotherhood maintain its presence in Omist by doing what I can to keep its tower running.
¶ But just recently, things have got a bit routine. Destroying Angel battleships isn’t quite the challenge it used to be. Defence ops have become fewer and further between (which I believe is a testament to the defence capability of the new Omist residents) – although Stain Empire still maintain their frequent nano-gang visits; we may be becoming a more capable as a defence force, but it’s still better for us to let them pass.
¶ So I thought I’d try something a little different. Since Defias grew from being a pirate organization, I thought I’d try my hand at a little belt piracy. So, with a sense of anticipation and excitement, I left my Omist clone at the TCF manufacturing plant in 6T3 and returned to Empire space.
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¶ flashfresh wrote that hunting in New Eden is a case of Feast or Famine. “Some weeks,” he said, “there is a bonanza of loot and ransom and then there are weeks and weeks of nothingness.” Operating primarily in Omist for the benefit of my corporation, the only action I see tends to be defense against the random gangs roaming through in nano-fitted heavy assault or recon cruisers. Every once in a while, it’ll be something else… like the three command ships that came in last week.
¶ Anyway, operating primarily in deep space, I don’t get many opportunities to look for fun in Empire, and I never get any decent opportunities for profit. I had accepted long ago that, for the moment, mine would be a life of Famine.
¶ Until last night.
¶ Warning: This entry is quite long, but then, it was an eventful night!
¶ “ENGINEERING! WHY AREN’T WE AT WARP YET!?”
¶ I couldn’t understand it. The Rupture-class cruiser that I’d taken into C9N was brand-new and shouldn’t be having any problems reaching ¾ velocity at all. I also couldn’t understand why Engineering hadn’t responded.
¶ “ENGINEERING - STATUS!”
¶ “Sir, you’re at the Republic Fleet Cloning Facility in Gulfonodi,” came the reply - the speaker was definitely not a part of my 0.0 engineering crew.
¶ I reached up and wiped the artificial amniotic fluid from my eyes and sure enough, I was sitting up in a clone vat. Everything had happened so fast…. The fleet commander had called for the support vessels and we’d leapt into warp… there had been a gunner at the station we were attacking, and then a large fleet of enemy battleships and heavy assault cruisers warped in. I locked the battleship that was designated primary just as Aura warned me that the station’s guns were resolving on us. I gave the order to warp out….
¶ Oh. Now I get it. *sigh*
Over the last week or so, I’ve been going back and re-reading some of the posts I’ve made to the Chronicles category of this blog. Some of it I like, some of it I’m a little iffy on… As I’ve mentioned before, I read a few other blogs regularly, specifically Alia Xi’s blog, flashfresh’s blog and Kane Rizzel’s blog. All three of them are different in their choice of phrasing and in a couple of the literary devices they use to make up for some of the Roleplaying deficiencies of the EVE-Online GUI. In a couple of cases, their way of dealing with these things is much different from my own.
The whole purpose of a Chronicles blog is to maintain RP integrity as much as possible within the post, so from this point on I am going to try to exercise a lot more discipline in my writing here to stick to a more solid RP theme, posting fully in character under the Chronicles catagory tag and keeping anything Out-of-Character confined either to a separate category or to a brief aside within the post, identified by enclosure inside of ((double parentheses)), which I’m sure most RPers will be familiar with.
¶ Far be it from me to ever say that I’m better than someone at a given thing - unless I am. And it’s patently unheard-of for me to say I’m the best - again, unless I am. And yet, during my time with VENOM Alliance, I heard people say those very things of themselves and of that alliance… even though deep down, in their heart of hearts, they knew it wasn’t true. They knew so well, in fact, that it wasn’t true, that they played this game with their killboards one night called “Let’s edit all the killmails so that instead of showing that 3 -A- nanoHACs and one Recon came into D2EZ-X, our current HQ system, and raped us, tallying 44 kills and no losses, they’ll all list the location as “Classified, 0.0.”
¶ I don’t know why they thought this would work, though… surely they knew that Against ALL Authorities would have their own killboard which wouldn’t be so coy about the location of the “battle“. As I watched this unfold on the regional intel channel, I was embarrassed to have been a part of VENOM at all. But ANTX had never been tested, as we didn’t hold anything worth attacking so we didn’t hold anything worth defending. Last night, I had the privilege of participating in a defense of D2EZ-X.
