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The First Six Months - Part 3 - Piracy, Darkness Redux

When I first thought about writing this very long trip down memory lane, I was not sure how I would format it. I tossed about several ideas. I debated a conceptual approach where I wrote about various aspects in their own chunks. I debated writing 6 focused posts, one for each month. I debated one super huge post with bullet points as well.

In the end, I just let my thoughts roam over the events that led and shapes me so far.

What made me choose piracy anyway? What happened to the desire to be an industrialist?

Oh, I still have that desire. It is very, very strong. I like building things and have started to do so with blue prints that I find in various sites. However, I did not want to be a victim. I had heard of hulkageddon and it hung over our mining heads for weeks. Instead of freaking out and demanding that Eve become a safe place to be, I decided to learn to defend and protect myself instead.

I did not want to be a victim. Eve is not a nice place that holds your hands. To avoid learning to take care of yourself is to hand over your victimhood for someone else to guard or abuse. No thank you.

My entrance to low sec was easier then for some and harder then for others. I was very new into the game. My 'pirate' toon was only three weeks old and my regular toon about 6 when I mostly moved down to low sec. My sec status dropped and getting back into high sec became an impossibility. I had to make my living a different way and my next few weeks and months became a mixture of learning to be fully self sufficient and learning to PvP and stay alive.

It is no more evil to be a pirate then a mission runner or a member of an 0.0 war. It is, however, empowering. I don't wait, I do.

It has been an interesting ride. I've been consumed by self doubt. I've wanted to go back to high sec where it was safe. I look at those around me, who seem so much more capable, and I wonder if I really belong where I am. I died. I killed. I lived. I learned.

I keep learning. I started to update my blog with more frequency since I started PvPing. I can't condense it all down into a few paragraphs in an overly long post.

And eventually, I started to get it.

TL;DR - Eve is fantastic. Play it.

Pew. Pew.

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