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Today I got to experience Fear

Perspective in Eve is off. Your ship never seems that big until another ship is with you.

I'm not great at staying safe in Eve. I have a friend in low sec and when he offers to let me tag along on his missions, I go. Because of this, I have a bit of salvage in low sec that I am constantly sneaking back up into high sec to sell. I've learned to fit fast ships that slip through the systems quickly.

Today, we decided to go and do some of his level 5 missions. I love watching him in the level 5's. He has big ships and I have tiny ships and the world explodes around me. It is fantastic.

Anyway, I was flying my fish. My fish's technical name is Vanilla Extract A Brutix. To me, he looks like a fish.

Anyway, down in low sec, people hunt people for play. I feel like a psycopath but it is rather fun to play and know that people are out there with the intent to kill me. I don't want to lose my stuff. I work my little game character hard for it. Yet, knowing it is there does bring a rush to the game. We were playing, quite happily when the group leader needed to take off to help his friends kill someone. Unlike the higher security areas where you can hang out and wait, hanging out in the middle of space where people want to kill you is not always the best idea of the day.

However, being one to embrace ideas that are not fantastic I decided to stay and try out my cloaking device. After all, I had put the skill points into it and purchased it so I might as well use it.

That brought me an interesting situation that I did not get to take a picture of. As I'm trying to learn to scan properly and set my options so that I can figure out when people want to kill me, someone who wants to kill me appears. Only, I am cloaked and I have read enough to know to stay a bit off to the side so that someone will not easily come near enough to me to decloak me. At that moment, I knew fear. Not IRL fear where I would call the police and cry, but a true shudder of knowing that someone was bigger then me and more powerful then me and if they saw me I would be a bunch of glitter and a fading explosion. And that person was a predator and they were looking to kill.

It was cool.

And they passed right on by, assuming the group was gone from the room.

Teehee :)

Later, I switched ships into a catalyst to salvage missions. I'm not yet ready to sacrifice my 50mil ISK Noctis. I'm not a good enough pilot to work a ship that big and slow. This is my Catalyst all cloaky cloaky in low sec waiting to head to a mission.

I was watching a field go up for a carrier to jump through. Once the carrier is through the person who made the field has a down time where they are rather helpless. There is a lot of give and take balance. I like it. Of course, it makes me want to be able to make the damn fields which is rather funny because it also says I wan't to risk that five minute 'please kill me I'm helpless' time as well.

Masochistic tendencies?

Being a new player is frustrating. It takes a good amount of time to work you way up to being cool. I find that I feel like a tag along and not very useful most of the time. It is how you learn but it does not stop it from being tiring. I do some things on my own and normally have my ass so thoroughly handed to me that I am sent running. Maybe one day I'll be a badass? For now, I will admire the badassery of more experienced players.

I love a game that is as fun to watch as it is to play.

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