Thursday, May 31, 2012

No thank you Mr Trap, not interested this morning

I scanned down a 4/10 this morning in a neighboring system. Space was pretty quiet so I decided to go and do it. It meant a reship on my side to my armor cane and an undocking of my oni to keep me repped. Yes, I am terrible at PvE but at least I get it done.

It worked out beautifully. The only time it got a bit warn was when I was waiting to take all the aggro in the second room.

Reps me! Reps me!

I read lots of bullshit from people who do not live, nor even dip their toes into low sec and null sec about what a risk free environment we have.

When I was in the second room, a member of a corp that is unhappy with us passed through in their pod. I decided to pick up the pace and went for the faction rat who would drop my loot. If that corp was up and awake, it would not take them that long to find me. My scout was sitting at the gate, cloaked. I try to be careful. Inattention has already gotten me killed stupidly, recently.

I scooped the loot and found out that Eve has forgiven me for the not very brilliant drops recently. I scored a Gistum C-Type Adaptive Invulnerability Field which is about 470mil from what I see. *love* I'll offer it up to my corp mates before I take it off to sell it. This is the most expensive shiny I have popped all by myself so far I think.

As I was looting and salving the wreck (love T2 salvage as well) the same pod from the same corp came back in with someone else. Scan says, "Tengu, Drake".

Interesting. I get myself collected and start moving my toons. The Tengu vanishes without dropping probes. The drake hangs around. It smells like bait and a trap to me.

Now, do they think I'm going to go for this drake? Do they think I've not noticed the Tengu? The Tengu is cloaked for a while and then leaves system. The drake is still fucking around. I dock everyone, and watch with my scout. The drake continues to shake its ass obviously on the gate. I continue to ignore it. Then bingo... the rest of the fleet jumps in.

Drake, Talos, Scimi, Drake, Tengu.

Hello Mr Trap, I'm not interested today. They left system. Local stayed quiet. I scouted myself back home and settled my shiny into my hanger.

People ask me how do I make my ISK? I carebear, just like erryone else.

Bed time, work calls.

Wednesday, May 30, 2012

Clone Updates

In Eve you are an immortal capsuleer. That word makes me giggle every time I see it. Such a ridiculous word.

Anyway, you can die in Eve as you die in every game. Instead of being revived or whatever through voodoo magic or super powers, your mind is transferred into a waiting clone moments before your pod explodes. The clone in the pod dies. However, we're not attached to that clone (only we were because the implants oh noes...).

Your new clone is you. It sits in a medical bay at a station you choose. If you are silly, and do not choose one, you may wind up on the other side of the game from where you live.

Anyway, there are grades of clones. Your clone can only hold but so many of your skillpoints. A higher grade (read more expensive) clone carries more skillpoints.

"Why not just buy the most expensive clone and be done with it?"

Because they cost ISK and if you get Podded you have to upgrade it again. Skillpoints take a while to accumilate. Picking your clone is 100% your choice, but you need to remember to do it.

Enter my Aura application for my Android phone. I love this thing.

It gives me clone out of date notifications. So nice. I notice it and upgrade my clone when I next log in. It keeps pinging them at me until the clone gets updated.

Eve's third party apps are often worth the time. Look into some.

At least I got shot by a bomber?

"Let's go see if we can get a fight."

That is the mentality of my group. It is not about picking on the weak, ganking noobs, hunting down haulers or camping gates. They want to get into fights. We're not picky and we're not nice and we'll not skip by a chance....

A nullsec group has recently lost their Sov and moved into one of the neighboring systems. There is an awful lot of them in their corp. We peeked in there and found that they had 20 people in local. We had 4 people in fleet. This seemed like a fantastic idea on our side. Mega, Mega, Domi, Cane is what we took into the fight.

We first sent in a domi to their station to see if he could get any actions. They undocked a cynabal, scimitar, and malediction and kinda floated around him. At the same time, an ishkur was running sites. We scanned that down and I tried to land on him. However, from the wrecks left and the cans not opened, he probably bailed when my cane came into system.

I was sent to the station to see if they would play with me. It took us ten minutes to engage them in a fight. They undocked cynabals and targeted me. I targeted back and planted my butt on top of the station. The cynabls stayed about 13k off of me below me. That was fine, I had barrage loaded and at 13k they'd take some ugly chunks of damage. They undocked something else and put it away. The entire time local is ticking up and its hit about 26 people in system.

Eventually, the Domi, who was 30k off station went for their Scimitar who was angling around, towards him him. When he took global the malediction went after him as well. I was already burning towards him and started taking out the malediction. He swooped past me. I took global and nailed the Scimitar as it came into my range with a scram. He was stuck and we started plugging away at him as the gateguns chewed up my drones and my behind.

They then undocked a hurricane. I tried to point the hurricane but I was busy being all over the scimitar's butt and watching my armor tick down while waiting for the Mega's to show up. The warp from the gate is 53au. The two megas landed with us finally in time to finish off the scimi. At 75% armor the Scimi was down. The hurricane took off, the cynabals's vanished. Local ticked up towards 30 and we saw a carrier on scan. We decided to boogie for the null sec gate and hop into null to wait off our GCC.

They followed us into null with an interceptor, a dramel, a jaguar, and a mantacore. They dropped a bubble that would nail us if we warped to the sun. We settled ourselves around and tried to nail the mantacore who managed to warp into their own bubble. The bomber launched a bomb at me. It took away my shields. However, I was in an armor cane and my shields had just finished regening when the bomb hit.


They then told us in local our fleet was too powerful. They said something along the lines of, "You bring battleships to the fight,"
To which, my corpie said, "There are 4 of us and 26 of you in local."
"Local :D" he said. Whatever that ment.

On the other side of the gate local was up to 30. Drake, Drake, Sclipner, Scimi, Scimi, Hurricane, Cynabal had all undocked. The Ishkur was back in space somewhere. The niddy was no longer showing in space.

With GCC cleared, myself and the Domi jumped back in. We went for the station where I repaired (2mil, ouch). The domi attempted to get some love. They undocked 2 more drakes and 2 more cynabals. I undocked and placed target games with the cynabal.

Local was up to 36 people. Our prober found their fleet sitting on a POS. Warning lights went off for us when one of hte cynabals suddenly burned for the Domi. The domi was already aligned to the gate. "Warp to the gate" was given as a tackler landed on the domi. I stopped my warp and prepared to burn for the Domi to try to break the tackle. I was sitting on top of the station. If someone nailed me, I'd be docking.

The Domi made it to warp as the rest of their fleet landed. I warped off as well. A cynabal chased us for a few systems and stopped. We waited for him at one gate, but he decided to head home. We didn't think that we could catch him but we figured that we would try.


"Why didn't we get raped there?" someone asked.
"No clue."

Fun times.

The Consequence of Choices

"Cargo hold optimizers or tank on my Orca?"

"Tank."

"I was thinking about it but I don't know..."

"I don't understand why you wouldn't *want* to tank your 600mil isk ship..."

"Well I just don't think that I need the rigs as well."

In my mind I am thinking, "But the cargo rigs will make your ship more fragile..." The conversation wandered over to it not being worth having if one was to handicap it by tanking it. What is the difference, one more load? Is not one more trip worth a 600mil isk ship?

"My first corp's CEO lost his Orca because he didn't tank it. The cargo expanders and optimizer make you to fragile."

"If I see local go up by 10 I'll warp out."

At the same time in alliance chat...

One of my alliance mates purchased a Navy Apoc. He logged onto my corps coms and asked us to do an escort for him down to his home system. Battleships do not move quickly or warp quickly. They are very vulnerable to frigates. It would not take much to take it down, so one should take the time to move it properly.

"Of course," we said and wrapped up the other things that we were doing. Two Megathrons and a Hurricane, a loki and an anathema to cover all scouting points and provide assistance and dps and speed later, the Navy Apoc makes its six jumps home.

In my other chat room, the Orca pilot say debating that they had "enough" tank and it would not be of value to cut into cargo capacity further.

Tuesday, May 29, 2012

Bombs and ISK

I had a super weird bug at one point last night, where my HUD did not display. I docked, redocked, undocked, and no HUD. I could not activate modules with keys as well. I had to log off and log back on and *poof* my HUD came back. It was terrible while it lasted.

This morning, before down time, we tried to kill someone. We tried to kill a few people, actually. Two of them were in drakes that we learned were stabed after they warpped off when pointed. They had engaged our fleet member in his flashy cynabal with two drakes. We arrived and jumped on them, pointed them, laid into them, and they warped off.

Hmm... while hating to lose kills it is very interesting to know that particular corp is willing to gimp its drakes with stabs. Information tucked away for the future.

This led to a discussion about the new bomb effects. So, we went to null and dropped some bombs and missiles on each other.







Now that pretty pictures are done, its time to discuss ISK and Carebearisems.

I announced that I was a carebear in one of my chatrooms due to my little building projects that I have been doing. I was resoundingly told that I was *not* a carebear.
 
"I'm building stuff!" I said.
 
"You shoot people."
 
"I have not shot anyone in... 4 hours!" (I had to go look cuz I was sure it was a day and found out that it was not)
"Not a carebear!"

Grumble, fine.. at heart I still feel like I am...

My efforts to sell new modules are ridiculously, over inflated market prices has not gone as well as I'd like. It has not been terrible.

First, on day one of the patch I found a BPC for the Target Spectrum Breaker that allowed me to build 10 copies. I detailed that a few posts ago.

The first one sold for the 35mil I posted them at. After a week, I returned to Rens to find that the price had dropped to 10mil. Then I returned again and saw that they were hovering around the 2mil point. I listed the remaining 9 for a bit under 2 mil each. They sold in hours to someone who is more interested in hauling them somewhere and playing with margins.

The modules cost me about a million to maybe 1.5mil to make (rounding up). The profit for them was a bit over 50mil. I accept that.

Yesterday, I found a 10 run BPC for the Reactive Armor Hardener. Another new mod into the game seeded through sites. Again, I asked if anyone wanted one. "No," I was told at every corner that I asked. One of my alliance mates offered me the ore to build them. I told him I'd tell him how much and he could give me a price quote. He said don't worry about it and gave me the ore. Win!

If I had purchased the ore, it was about 1.5-2mil worth. The mods took an hour to bake. We discussed profit vs time and effort as well. I built them all, hauled them to Rens and put them up for sale. So far, two have sold for a net profit of 18mil. Again, I feel I win.

I've said before that I am not obsessed with ISK per hour. I just want the steady flow of positive ISK coming into my wallet to negate the negative ISK flow. I hope to be up at the end of the month. If not, I like to know why. This month has been a strange one for me. I can count my positive flow in to the tune of 3 billion. I just spent most of that. However, half of the spending is a 100% tangible purchase sitting in my hanger.

That's right, Snowflake the Thanatos (that I can not fly for about 6 months and then only to sit in it and am looking at close to a year before I can do anything useful with and purchased because of soaring ship costs), arrived this morning via my corpies. I was asked, "Where is that Thanny again?" and then told "Contract it." Thirty minutes later, a trade window pops up and I have my start-day gift to myself in my greedy, greedy little hands. All of the mods were fully fitted, the missing drones were added, and it was refueled.

I hope no one was looking forward to tears for being screwed over. Sorry to disappoint. They are awesome peeps.


















Frig-Splosion

We have some new fits that we wanted to play with because of the new modules that have been released. Space has been active today. Groups have been roaming through left and right. However, we're not in our corp/alliance's prime time. The groups have all been larger. 10+ with logi, scouts, BC and BS.

We decided that we should go and try a frig roam up to a static plex. It is kind of the frig meeting spot. The street light at the corner, if you wish.

Wolf...

Before this, however, we undocked and shot at each other. I was owned, instantly. It is like throwing small pebbles at the ocean. I just kinda floundered as he beat me down. He stopped at structure. I just lay there in space, or floated, however you want to describe it. If I wanted to develop an ego this type of situation would crush it nicely for me. The benefit was that I was unable to undock my Oni and play with my reps.

Two reps to 100%. I ran it for 5 minutes or so with all 4 reps rolling to keep a steady 45-50% cap. Nice. I still need to top off the repair skills to five. But, with this small experiment, I think there is some quality to my logistics abilities now.

"I'm in my snake clone."
"You didn't say you were in your snake clone."
"I'm always in my snake clone. If I'm not, I'm in my slave clone."

Ahh, bickering. There is running your high grade clone for a battle and there is running a high grade clone to fuck around in. Since we fully expect to return to system in our pods, it is not a time to toss the expensive clones into the mix.

We dropped into system and started wandering around trying to find someone or get someone to find us. A little bit of ratting later, an Exequror landed on our one guy at the plex. He called us. However, the entire pack was scattered around belts trying to get some action. We immmedately went into warp to him but we were not fast enough.

"Oh, I'm going down."
"You sure?"
"Shoot his drones. Ouch." We were all over the place and as we started landing on grid, he popped.

We land and establish point. I start targeting him to scram and the drones to take them out. Everything is going fine. The Jag that he is engaged is heading down as well. "This is hurting. Overload." Target, burn, overload, target drones, shoot them, no shoot him instead... decisions.... decisions...

Next thing I know, I'm soaring off into the distance not shooting a damn thing....

To many clicks.... to much excitement... to fast with the MWD (Micro Warp Drive)...

He exploded. My efforts in this battle were not as effective as they should have been. I swung back and nabbed my corpmates wreck and then slid into a deep safe to wait out my GCC. With 22 seconds left on my station timer, I made the brilliant decision to go and drop stuff off at a station. A thrasher had come into system. I don't like exploding with a hold full of loot. I warped to the station and docked with 2 seconds to spare. This reset my station timer to 15 minutes.

"Thrasher on the gate." I undocked and headed to the gate. As I hit warp the station started to lay into me. My shields vanished. Sigh... I was armor tanked. However, I like my shields. That's a few more hits I can take. I landed on the fleet just as the thrasher warped off. Disgruntled, I went into my deep safe to let my shields regen.

"Brutix on the gate."
"I'm heading there."
"You are going to land on 0 on him."
"I thought you said he was on you.
"No."
"Shit. I'm landing on him"

He managed to burn off. The Brutix warped off. So we started snatching the abandoned drones. This led to a hysterical conversation in local where I named the drone 'Tonka' and took him to a rehab facility so that he would not turn into a rogue drone and lead to a Sansha Incursion.

I love it when people engage in local. Pewpew does not have to be nasty just because people explode. We played with the brutix some more. My corpmate had reshipped and we were now wolf/wolf/wolf/jag. However, the Brutix pilot was good and having melted one of us earlier, it was a delicate balance between us being able to take him down and him eating all of us with a side dish of giggles.

Eventually, he left. We hung around and hoped someone else would come play with us. A thrasher landed twice but took off before we could do anything. This had a side effect...

We rolled around and around and around and eventually the boys started to canabalize each other. One moment I'm idly chasing one of my fleet members around in a lovely game of orbit...

The next I'm scramed, neuted, and being shot by another fleetmate. I called him off me. However, two of the guys started to engage each other. Wolf/Jag fight happened. Stop was said. Stop was ignored. The Jag exploded. We shook our heads over the entire thing.

"You gave the Exequror/Brutix pilot a killmail."
"No way!"
"Yup."
"That's why I don't fight that deep with frigs."
"I said stop!"
"I did stop!"

Ahh... boys...

While the Jag pilot went to reship we decided to run the plex. Nothing shiny popped for us. To bad.

We decided to do an anomaly because we were bored. About halfway through it we found a firetail to start to chase. Chase it we did. We chased him around and around and around for about 20 minutes. At one point I was 5k out of scram range when he took off. Sigh.

Bored, we went home. There will be more to do later, hopefully.

Monday, May 28, 2012

I tried some hunting this morning...

I tried to hunt some guys down in my home system. I failed. I did make the effort.

First, I blame my auto dock reaction. The guy had come through in a scanning heron while I was doing a site. I commented to him that he never talks to me. I talk in local. I can often get people to talk to me. Maybe I am odd that way.

Anyway, he tells me that he does not speak English and that he is Chinese. He also said he was scanning. I said so was I. He said that made us enemies. I told him to bring the pewpew.

He left the system.

A bit later he came back with a cynabal and a drake. I was out in my cane. I did a quick status check and realized that both the cynabal pilot and the drake pilot are less then two months old. Interesting.

So, I talked to them some more while I got backup. In my mind, I realized that I should be able to tank them both and kill at least one. They have warrior 1's out and they are doing a site. I start to distract them as I try to find out where they are.

We have this conversation:
[12:17:59] Sugar Kyle > hi :D
[12:18:02] Sugar Kyle > bigger ships and friends today?
[12:18:37] 20 J > my buddy
[12:19:06] Sugar Kyle > I see
[12:19:17] Sugar Kyle > hes normally buzy squatting on the plex
[12:20:01] Falcon KF > I am isk farmer what they call me
[12:20:08] Sugar Kyle > yes that is what they would call you
[12:20:34] Sugar Kyle > what are you doing today?
[12:21:42] Falcon KF > no mind

The Falcon KF person I recognized as someone we had started to report as a bot in another system. At downtime I'd see him log on (I come home when the servers are rebooting) and go straight to a static 2/10 plex in a high sec pocket. He then spends 12 or so hours a day in that plex.

I've never seen him in something that was not an assault frigate. Today, he was in the cynabal. They lost the drake in the plex they were doing. I had scanned the system, so I can only assume they had an escalation from next door.

I reported him as an ISK farmer. He may have been joking with me. However, the signs were there. The nosy gamer was writing about the fact that the new Unified Inventory system has broken a lot of the botting programs out there.

I did not manage to get them. Just as a warpin was nailed they popped the overseer and ran.

Sigh.

I really am at an awkward phase where I want to do adult things but I am still in a pups body. I've been pretty pissed off recently, so its a bit hard to remind myself that I will get there.

I actually stopped and looked back at my "to get" skill list. I'm almost done with it. I was surprised by that. However, I've been following it rather faithfully for months now.

Lately however, I've been super sensitive or everyone really is questioning my lack of skills. I have 6.8million skillpoints. I'm trying. I'm not there. Good lord, I'm so not there. I've worked so hard to accept that things will take time. Now it feels like sometimes, people around me forget that fact.

Sigh. Grumpyness.

Did I mention that the boys had all sorts of amazing pewpew last night?

Yeah... I'm going to bed.

Sunday, May 27, 2012

Eve is Social and Logistics V

It is anticlimactic to finish a skill you have been chasing after for months while asleep.

I woke up, and my Aura app told me that my skill training had completed. I was like, "Oh". I really just wanted to go back to sleep. The sad news is that I still need to touch up some other skills to become capstable. From what I can tell, I am just hovering under cap stability. Sigh. The progression is not endless but its a bit of a letdown after the initial excitement.

However, I must trot to the side to comment on yet another WTF moment in an Eve Chat.

Today, my argument with someone was about Eve being a social game. People made disparaging comments to Dagen, the NPC at the end of the Sister's of Eve Arc should be solable. The NPC is not. The point is to get new characters to fleet up and overcome him. Yet, this thick, persuasive attitude creeps through Eve that insists that all missions must be solo events.

Someone else said that level 4 missions are solo missions.

No. They are not. They are soloable missions with a proper setup. They also tend to take a lot of time. Eventually, you skill up into something that is blingtastic to the point that it blots out the sun itself sparkling in its shinyness. Then they are like eatting candy. But, if you are at that point should not you move on to harder things instead of milking low level security missions like an aged cow?

No. The curse of the isk per hour and 'it should be done solo' comes into play. Eve is a social game. Things are meant to be done socially. Things taste better that way. I hate missions but it is great fun to blitz through a dozen missions in a fleet of 3-5 people. It is great fun because of the socialization aspect. With the right combo of ships on the field everything melts and everyone has a great time doing something.

"I wish missions were set up to do them with other people," one newer player sighs.
"How are they not?" I ask.
He said (and I quote) "I mean people 'play' them together but they can't accept them together and turn them in together, get the same bookmarks, split the reward, etc"
I then vomited forth a wall of text about how I disagreed. The game gives everyone the tools and then expects people to use them. The person who accepts the mission is by default the Fleet Commander. They can have someone else coordinate it for them or they can do it themselves. They have all of the pieces, now put them together and lead the fleet into battle. Later, no one will be handing out bookmarks, you have to scan down sites. No one will tell the fleet where to go. You will need to know how to use someone as a warpin. You will need to know how to split up DPS, decide what to do, coordinate the missions and you will need to manually decide how to split the loot rewards. Just like you can select 'keep all rewards for myself' with a mission you can decide not to share with your fleetmates. However, that makes you a piece of trash and hopefully they'd hunt you down and kill you (unless prior agreed to). Bounties are automatically split. Considering the poor math skills often presented by players, this is a good thing.

While missions may not be "fun", how they are not geared towards social aspects is beyond me. The only thing stopping people from being social is their own greed. ISK per hour should be a dirty word. It rips people out of the game and into these tiny pockets of ISK focused isolation. They then define the entire game by their ISK per hour and miss everything else. That would be fine if they did not spread it to others.

Back to my initial commentary on my logistics training. Logistics may be the ultimate social skill. I can't use it on anyone else. My ship does not even have a weapon mounted. I depend on others to keep me alive. They depend on me to keep them alive. Its a beautiful thing.

Let us look at the difference in the ships functionality between Logi 4 and Logi 5.

Logi 4

Logi 5

The chances are pretty spectacular. It also took 20+ days of training to achieve that.

I'll have to ask the boys to shoot each other so that I can rep them tomorrow.

Now to finish some T2 training and turn around and start on Minmatar Cruiser 5 for the Scimi.

My goodness I get grumpy

Since it is my work weekend, I have nothing interesting going on. I play for an hour or two before work (mid afternoon usa EST) and an hour or two before bed (early morning USA EST). This means I wind up filling my blog with my mental babble instead of getting in on the carrier kill from last night.

A side effect of becoming more comfortable in my game is that I am pushing back a bit when people want me to do things that I do not wish to do.

Someone wanted me to stop the press and train interceptors so that we could go on interceptor roams. I said that I was not interested. I planned to learn interceptors but I was working on BC 5 -> Assault Ship 5 -> Interceptors. I have my priorities based around my normal game play. I fly my Jag much to much not to finish it up to level 5.

I'm also not interested in this particular person being my FC at the moment. He pushed. I growled. He pushed some more, and I wound up cursing him out. I'm rather sensitive to the lack of skills that come along with being new. I think I'm managing to putter along pretty well. Yet, everything is yet another skill that I need to max out and there is only but so much time in the day to level things. He backed off and suggested that we play with them some on sisi before they attempt to drag me off to null and get me killed having 'fun'. I had a discussion with him about the fact that his idea of 'fun' and my idea of 'fun' are not very compatible things.

Yet, it is not all about me. One of the main FC would love for me to get into a battleship sooner rather then later. I'm not very interested in getting into a battleship yet. I'm very much addicted to ships with a higher agility factor. It also means I have to spend a month to get my large guns to 5.

I had promised myself a bit of a break from the long skill training that I had been doing to putter around and clean up some of the shorter ones that I also need to do. I've become very addicted to my core and support skills. They make a huge difference and I have plenty to work on still.

Plus, battleships are slow.

It's a decision making process that is not perfect. There is 'what I want to do' and there is 'what I need to do'. My wants are the fun, happy things that make my game a pleasure. The needs are the things to get me there along with stuff that is not just about me.

Such as getting into a battleship to corp/alliance level things.

But I also have the things that I want to do to enjoy myself in the immediate 'right now'.

There is so much talk about not trusting people in Eve. While it is true, there are also people that you come to trust. I guess you can play the game alone and fearful of everyone. Back in January, I commented that I was not allowed to talk in local due to my corp choice. That person was worried about wardecs. He said that if the corp was deced he'd go inactive for a few months. That did not leave me feeling warm and fuzzy. Now, everyone welcomes the wardecs and cheers for there being more possible battles.

There has been a lot to think about...

Oh, we scored a spot in the alliance tournament. I, thankfully, am not needed to participate. That is much to much for me.

Friday, May 25, 2012

It's not really that exciting...

When I logged in, I found myself immediately in an argument with someone over the safety of 0.5 space.

The person whom started the conversation said that he had to make 6 jumps through 0.5 space. He was expecting to be killed. While embracing the fact that you can die anywhere in Eve is a good thing its not a matter of instant death. He was a two week old character going to another system. Someone might shoot him for the Lulz. No one will discount that possibility. It is the probability that is being looked at here. The probability is very, very low. He was not moving anything valuable. He was just moving his stuff.

However, several people told him that death was waiting and to be extremely careful. I chimed in and said that his chances of being killed were low. "But pirates are everywhere there!" And? They also want some value out of their suicide gank. Just a two week old toon is not very tempting.

"They shoot the gateguns and wait around the gates. Then, the response time is so long that they kill you and are gone before Concord arrives," someone announced.

"What? If we could shoot gateguns we'd clear every single one out every day in low sec," I began in my response. Incorrect and overly sensational information is one reason that people develop such a paranoid fear about random things. I was also floored that someone seemed to think that anyone could clear gateguns away in high sec. I'd also accidently shot a station the other day. It was mad at me for quite some time. I went into the fact that you can not even warp away and do a boomarange with concord anymore. You are locked down and waiting for death the moment you select the fact that yes, indeed, you want to attack.

Like any old adage, someone always knows someone who knew someone who knew someone who got ganked randomly. However, most of the time if you dig into any story that has an actual gank you find out more information. Someone was at war. Someone was carrying a ridiculousness expensive cargo. Someone was afk. Someone had a big mouth and enemies. Rarely was it just because someone was excited to blow someone else up.

Just because people like to kill people does not mean that they do it at every opportunity. What many fail to realize is that most people suicide ganking in high sec have a reason to do this. They have already cargo scanned your ship 3 systems back. They know what you are fit with, they know what you are carrying. I'm excluding ganking miners from this topic. That is its own, complete category. In the above discussion, I even said, "Are you moving a barge?"

I remember being terrified the first time I jumped into a 0.5 system. The sec status was a dull yellow. It was a busy system. It felt unsafe. You knew the response time was low. There is the feeling that everyone is going to kill you because you are so new and the game is still so very confusing.

He then threw out that if an itty 5 were to come through.... I stopped the conversation. "We're discussing a 2 week old true noob toon moving stuff, not an itty 5 full of goodies."

"Well it happens."

I stopped arguing. I might be mean to try to strip away his excitement. There is an underlying energy where people may want to be killed by pirates. Then they can say that it happened to them.

Pirates are exciting I guess.

I'm going to finish my soup now.

Wormhole Virginity Removed

The game had been so quiet since the patch. The rage coats the forums in a thick, sticky wave of anger poisoned spittle.

But we have not shot anyone in days.

What to do? Space is dead around where we are. We've been carebearing it up like nothing else. It has been quite silly. The local bug just caused people to log off and not come back until they were sure it was fixed. I was reading a rant by a Nyx pilot that didn't feel safe ratting because of it... (teeheehee)

We decided to look at the map and find a system where there had been some kills. Our desire to kill being high and our lack of targets pushing us out of our normal paths. We found a low sec pocket surrounded by high sec that had 7 kills in the last hour. Interested, we decided, what the hell...

While we're at it, Titan shortcut... because it's fun.

Two members of our fleet were flashy reds. This means that their security status is so low that they are outlaws in empire space and kill on sight in any high sec system. I had manged to drag my sec status up to a -3.8 so I was good in the .06 and .05 systems we would cross.

For our flashy members, it was a race from gate to gate ahead of the faction police. They are not as deadly as Concord for someone with GCC. They don't lock you down and just blow you away. You can escape them. One guy jumped the gate and got nailed by customs for the drugs in his cargo hold.

They both hopped into the system and began to shake their asses and run around to see if we could get anything going. There were some -10 toons in the system but they would not engage. They chased them, they ratted, they did everything they could to bring a fight. Everyone stayed docked. The FC decided to move the rest of us a gate back and see if that helped. As we left the gate someone in local goes , "Why are you guys warping off, I know you."

We didn't answer.

Soon boredom set in. We headed back out of the system in a different path. This time everyone from my corp on the roam had to make the dash through .07 space. It's amusing that.

You land, the local fills because its high sec, the color of the sec status changes from dark orange/reds to bright greens and you know that if you don't get off the gate you are fucked. Suddenly, high sec, where people love and adore and scream to make safer, is a special type of blue sec status tinted hell. I made sure to wave in local as we ran through and hopped out the other side back into the safety(?) of low sec. It is such a somewhat stupid yet fun thing to do. Its a great way to lose a ship and it has happened to all of us. Yet, we still do it. Weee!

We were not finding anything. My CEO, whom we had lured onto coms to be social for once, commented that there was a wormhole to low sec up in Gallente space in our home system. Win! New place to go. Weee! Yay! Wormholes.... I've never gone through one... I've looked at them but now was the time it seemed.

Wormholes are odd looking things.

Gallente space. I started the game around here. I was enthralled with the nebula then and I still am. Its gorgeous.

The bad news is that it is as dead here as it is where we live.

We are up in gallente space hopping in and out of low sec and nullsec as we weave our way. I got to see a faction warefare system for the first time. It has a similar screen feel to an incursion.

At one point, the scout cross jumps a hurricane. He tells us good luck. We are in null at the moment so no gateguns. Not that gateguns stop us. The GCC count down just sucks. But we're not going to skip a hurricane.

He held his cloak as long as he could. I'm hovered over my overview. My MWD is already cycling. I'm ready to snap target and approach. He is going to go for the gate, its the only option. A deep breath. No blinking. The cloak only holds for so long. The tornado is burning off the gate to get some distance to properly use his guns. We're all ready, and we're all quiet..

Decloak "Point!" "Point!" "Go for bumps!" coms is spammed but not in a chaotic way. "He's going for the gate. Overload!" Guns are blazing and he's almost made it back to the gate when he explodes.

It's not an amazing battle full of overwhelming odds. We had a lot of firepower. However, he was tanked properly and if he had made the gate he'd probably have gotten away. Most of us we're aggressed. We had a drake on the other side. If he had been in structure that probably would have done him in. The irritating thing about gate jumping is that it changes sessions and that causes the game not to record the people who aggressed in the previous system. Therefore we 'lose' a kill mail/report. We still get the kill but your participation does not go onto the board.


"Nighthawk on scan. He's ratting, get to the gate."
"We're on the way."
"Lost him."
"My balls are getting bluer..." someone comments.
"I'm looking, give me a second."
"Shut up! You just got a hurricane kill," says the FC.
"That's right. We already fed you," I add.

As we waited on the gate.

"Local up! Local up, up up, times 5!"
"Get ready people. We don't know what it is. If it's cruisers, we're going for it. Hardner's on, get ready. Don't agress until we see them!"
My hands got sweaty. They do that with PvP. I can get that excited. Normally, my hands are super dry. Now, they got moist with the anticipation. What is it going to be? We can also jump the gate to escape if we needed to. However, 5 of them, 5 of us, the odds are good right now...

Ships started decloaking. Cruisers! Rupture, Rifter, blackbird.. some other shit that I don't remember because it was going so fast. All of them neutral (not even flashy yellow). Excited, the FC called primaries and we started spamming our locks. This was going to be interesting once they engaged us. Everything is overloaded and the target locks are landing...

They vanished. Fleet warp had been activated and poof, all our targets were gone as our locks landed on them.

Sigh. We had been so excited. We were ready to engage. The moment was there and then it vanished. On the other side of the gate, in system, our scanner was trying to hunt down the nighthawk still. He got a warpin but the Nighthawk moved and then vanished off of scans.

Sigh.

We hopped into the system and started working our way home. Two systems down and we hear from the scout...
"Flashy Abso on the gate."
"Jump through on landing!" ordered the FC and directed one of the flashy guys to go first.
"Scare him through?" he asked?
"Engage him!" roars the FC.
From coms, my CEO goes, "Might want to see if he targets you first..."
Stealthy FC for the win. "I can FC from anywhere..." he said in our chat.

But the pilot warped off as our flashy bait laded hurricane landed.

"Where did he go?"
"He's off scans."
"Go to the sun. If he lands on you we might not get there in time."
"Going.... he's not here"
"I don't see him on scans," says the scout.
"Cloak."
"These is no one here and the few that are we can't catch," said the very disgruntled FC.

Back to the wormhole.

The scout bounced through and called out that a drake was landing on the wormhole. The drake was someone that we knew quite well. He is part of an antipirate group that live in a high sec pocket of low sec. He gets bored and comes into our system to taunt us. Sometimes we chase him. Sometimes he dies. He has had honored 1v1's with one of the guys and lost every single one. I've been polite to him during the course of the war and chatted with him in local. However, it seems that he isn't allowed to talk to us when his alliance/corp/blues are in system. This irritates me deeply. He came and helped to bash our POCO but could not return a polite hello.

"He just landed on the wormhole!"

The fleet split in half. Half went through the wormhole in an attempt to point him and kill him on the other side. The other half stayed back in the other system in case he jumped again. You can only go through a wormhole entrance every 4 minutes. He saw us land with him and he decided to bolt back to the other side. Right into the hands of the people waiting for him.

Point is called once. Point is called twice. He's down. The rest of us wait out our timer and jump back through.

We hovered around the wreck while we played with the new 'kill reports' to look at the fitting and share the kill mail... errr kill report. It was a PvE fit Drake that he was going to take through the wormhole. He didn't have any rigs on it and a missing mid. I understand the missing high due to the launchers. Perhaps he had already scanned out a site and switched ships to go run it. I don't know.

He posted a cute little link in local to a cartoon guy flipping you off. Funny that. I was just thinking that it seems we often bump into kills on the way back home.

Thursday, May 24, 2012

Carebear Erryday

Carebearing it up, erryday.

Today, I am working the ISK

One of the current, highly irritating bugs going on after the patch is ghosts in local. People log out and their name stays in the local window. This is leaving low sec full of people. Some systems are showing 30 people in them. It's awful. You are dscanning like a crazed creature expecting to be blobbed at every second.

People are also raging about the inventory system. Therefor it has been quiet on the pewpew front and I have been occupying myself by filling and emptying my wallet to various degrees.

While I was finishing up on Diablo, I was invited to help out on an 8/10 plex. The structures in these Plex's have insane EHP and they also rep themselves. It is ridiculous. So, I ran down to null sec (without being overly terrified) and assisted. Lots of pewpew later, a lot of ammo later, and some 6mil in bounties and we popped a Machariel BPC. My split was a cool half a bil.

I did some more scanning a bit later and I found a 4/10 complex. I offered this to the one who had invited me to the 8/10. I had to reship to go and do it and I wasn't in the mood. He did not pop anything out of it. I had done a similar 4/10 earlier that day but again, no nice shiny faction drop. Maybe it is the lack of pewpew in the last few days. I have angered the drop gods or the Mach BPC drained my gifts for the day

With not much to do in low sec, I decided to haul some stuff up to high sec to sell. Also, I was charged with finding out if the new small and medium web drones were available yet. They are not. But their BPOs had been seeded. I picked up some blueprints that someone asked me to get for them.

I looked at my nice BPC for the new Module the Target Spectrum Breaker and decided to sell the BPC. They were settling down around 30 mil. That was plenty of isk for me for me. I built the contract and posted it. As I read over the posted contract something hit my eye.

10 run BPC.

I deleted the contract and looked again at the module. It didn't take many minerals at all to make. In fact, with a quick estimate it would cost me a few hundred thousand isk to make all 10 of them.

Frantically, I opened the BPC Info and started buying the minerals. I grabbed a calculator and multiplied by 10. Why? Because I suck at maths and I hate buying to many and to few. And because I can. I left school a long time ago. I can use tools as an adult! A few minutes later, I undocked from Rens and redocked in another station in Rens that had open manufacturing slots. My BPC went into cook.


Undocking! (no, I'm not moving expensive things in a Velator :) )

An hour and a half later, it spit out 10 modules. I listed each for 35 mil.

One has already sold.

I consider this a win.

While I was already there, I grabbed the two types of mechanical pieces that I was missing to build some BPCs that I get out of Radar sites all of the time. They build something that is needed as part of manufacturing or research. I really have no clue what it does or where it is used. I do know that the BPC don't sell and the individual modules sell for a bit over a mil. I have a stack of them.

When I got back home, I tossed them in the oven to cook. I learned that each one will take 15 hours and my manufacturing skill allows me to make 2. I tossed the 3rd level into my que. It would take an hour to train and give me a third slot to work with. I don't need these things personally and I can easily start up a new process each day and add a bit more isk into the pile.

Happy 6 month birthday to me (a few days early). I purchased a fully fit Thanatos today. I'll be able to move it from point A to point B by the end of the year... I think. It needs a piece or two but I'm happy and I've been gifted the fighter drones by my loving corp.

I did clear the purchase before I clicked by. We had quite a long discussion about it and did a lot of price checking. The Thanny is my end goal and ships are getting more and more expensive. When I was first looking, this would have cost me 1-1.2bil. Now it cost 1.7bil. The boys will jump it down for me in a few days.

That is how much I trust my corp. "Here is my carrier, bring it home for me?"
"No problem."
And I know it will be in my hanger.

I won't have 7bil in my wallet on my 6 month birthday. I'll only have something over 5. However, I'm content in knowing that I made it, several times over. I've spend a bit over 3bil this month on various purchases and long term projects.

Wednesday, May 23, 2012

Something new for me

I learned about hiding passive modules a few days ago. Being me, since it was not an immediate type of thing, I put it in the back of my mind to look into later.

This morning, while puttering around I decided to look into it. I did a bit of clicking on my actual modules. Then I did some searches and read some wikies. Then I did a bit more clicking and noticed the menu icon at the very bottom of my module screen. I vaguely remember clicking on this when I started and going, "I'm not going to worry about this now and just learn to play before I try to customize."

Now, at a point that customization of my various game tools is becoming an important thing, I clicked on it and found hide passive modules on the list. My passive modules vanished. I realized, if I had understood this sooner, I'd have had fewer issues with figuring out which modules were passive and which active.

I then felt a bit stupid.

Better late then never.

To sooth my feelings I went to try to make some ISK. I found a 4/10 plex, and since my mood was rather grumpy, I decided to log on my logi as support and go for it.

To my intense surprise, I did fine. I did warp out once. No issues, just taking precautions since I was playing with armor DPS and not shield. The plex is not some type of monster. I am simply terrible at PvE. Someone described someone else at work as a 'brick' when it came to their learning during their initial training. That is how I am with PvE. A brick. It just does not absorb into me.

In the end, my plex gave me no shinies. I was sad, I do admit. I wanted to secure my glorious solo plexing with a shiny to prove that I was amazing.

Ahh well.

Petitions

Of late, I have made two petitions. They are my first and second and I made them within two weeks or so of each other.

The first was a comment on the incorrect gender selection to a bounty payout notification eve-mail. I received a response the other day that said:

Hello,

Thank you very much for bringing this to our attention. I will see to it that this gets fixed.

This petition will now be closed. Fly safe!

Best regards,
GM Ninjapirate
The EVE Online Customer Support Team

Flush with my success, I decided to attempt another one. This time, I was looking at the big picture. I thought I had a bug. I'm not sure that has ever happened to me before. It caused a lot of personal excitement.

There is one particular Mag site that spawns improperly. The site has 4 cans. Each can is surrounded by 4 NPC pirates. However, one can spawns blue wrecks instead of the NPC pirates. It has done this for a few months now, after a patch.

I wrote up the bug report on it, where it was, the name of the site, what time I was doing it, the behavior of it, etc.

The response came back. It old me to clear my cashe because that can cause problems.

I'm not sure how my cashe can cause the games NPCs to not spawn, but instead spawn as WRECKS that are set to free for all (blue). That is a lot of power on the clients side.

I will enjoy my easy to access can and loot the wrecks I didn't waste ammo on.

Fast Fortune?

I doubt it, but I don't know.

Eve had its summer upgrade/patch/expansion yesterday. It has caused a massive amount of rage. A *massive* amount of rage. I can not even comprehend the scale of it when I loaded the forums up to see what was going on.

So, I'm not going to discuss that. What I am going to comment on is my excellent exploration skills and the fact that I stayed up to late. :D

Some of the new modules that are being seeded are being seeded as BPC (Blue Print Copies) in exploration sites. I wanted to see if I could find any. This is a buff, for now, maybe, to exploration. After the nerfs I've taken to salvage I've been hurting a bit (not really isk wise but I'm greedy).

So, I scanned two systems with nothihng. I was also combating ninja server takedowns from CCP to fix issues. However, in the third system I found three radar sites. Three! In one system!

On the second site, I hit gold and found the BPC for the new target disruptor. Now, I can only hope that this thing sells for some ridiculous amount of ISK and that I find more of them. I have to look into selling the BPC vs the actual item. I figure, by next week the market prices will start to stabilize as people find and manufacture them and start to pump them into the game.

But first, I offered them to my corp.

I also stayed up way to late doing said sites. I was very tired.

Tuesday, May 22, 2012

Triage Carriers

So much happened over the weekend that I did miss some things that I remembered as we chatted over coms last night because we were bored.

Was it Friday where we dropped the triage carrier and somehow a terrible, terrible situation didn't happen?

I think so.

I started writing this last night. It has three whole lines, which is not very impressive. However, I was reading some other blogs last night and I was debating how well formed and indepth they sound. Compared to my posts, which are excited chatter babble about my day. Ahh well, I'm enjoying myself and if I gush a bit, I gush a bit.

Anyway, at one point during the previous weekend of destruction, we ran away from another fleet. They jumped a drake through. Poor drakes, they are such bait. The tank on them makes them an excellent ship to hold out for the rest of the fleet. Something said this way bad to us. Our Cynabal started to flirt as the drake shook its ass. Sure as shit, the Cynabal engaged outside of the drakes scram range and local started rippling up.

"Bail!" We're not proud. Also, their fleet turned out to be 7 drakes, 2 scimis, some hurricanes, a harpy or two a vulture, some ewar shit, then a few more drakes, a talos.... We ran.

Then we reshipped into armor ships, battleships, and a cyno. For some reason, the best idea of the night was that we were going to drop a carrier.

And we sure as shit did. A battleship fleet with two battlecruisers, now nine strong, ran out to hunt this other group down. We found them about 3 systems away. Almost thirty people in local. The huge fleet was sitting on a gate. We jumped an abaddon in and they tore into him. Then the rest of us jumped and he lit a cyno.

Now, as we discussed it later, things should have gone terribly wrong.

Our carrier dropped, and we started ripping into their fleet. The cyno ship was in 75% structure when the carrier repped its armor fully back. Their scimis started repping the harpy which was the primary. We switched to a talos and started to melt it when a nidhoggur landed. Then the falcon decloaked. We killed the talos, killed the falcon, and then melted the harpy and started chewing on a hurricane when they bailed. Thier nidhogger left the field, and they deagressed and frantically tried to get to the gate and jumped out and bailed on us. We had point on as many things as we had ships so they had to go for the gate because they were not warping out.

How did this not go badly for us? With their vulture on the field we'd not have been able to eat the drakes at any decent speed. If they had changed primaries the battlecruisers would have been toast. They focused their fire, the entire time on the abaddon.

We jumped the carrier back out as soon as it had cap and then we ran home.

This is my Low Sec Lifestyle. I love it.

So, what am I now?

I was asked a couple of days ago by someone that I casually chat with if I was still trying to make my goal of being filthy space rich. Boggled, I said, "Yeah. Of course. Why?"

"Oh, you just seem to PvP all the time these days."

"Really?"

That made me think about what is PvP all of the time. I've commented before on meeting people and them telling me what badasses they are in the PvP arena. I then look up their killboards and find 3 or 6 or 9 kills over 3 or 6 years. To me, that is not PvPing much. Yet, I don't think hat I do a lot as well. For one, I PvP with others. I'm not ready to roam on my own and I'm fine with that. For another, I work a full time job and I work midnight. This means, I miss the busiest times of game play most of the time. I also work every other weekend so I miss the weekend PvP.

Yet, the other day, one of my boyz logged on and said, "What is wrong? I don't see you killing everything on the board. Are you ill?" In a playful way. If I could blush, I would. I was super pleased that he was teasing me so nicely. I want them to be proud of the newbie that they brought into their corp. I'm also having a fantastic time. Sometimes, after we've been balls to the wall (well I don't have balls, but its still an approprate term) I'm flushed and have the shakes and have a massive endorphin rush. Its fantastic stuff and I deeply enjoy it.

Yet, I still don't think I do a lot of PvP.

I am also still trying to become filthy space rich.

Someone once asked me why. A lot of players see ISK as a means to an end. ISK accumilation for me is part of my personal gameplay. I love getting it. I explained that it was The Mittiani's fault.

When I was deciding to start playing Eve I did a lot of reading about it. I had intially heard of it from an article on Cracked.com. In an article entitled, The 7 Biggest Dick Moves in the History of Online Gaming where Eve is featured not once, but twice. Entralled with the idea of a horrible, vicious place where people ripped each other to shreds, I started to research.

I cam across an article, I believe on tentonhammer by the Mittani. I don't remember what it was, but at one point it was a discussion about Goonswarm reimbursing for Hulkageddon since insurance for suicide gankers had been nerfed. The Mittani said something along the lines of, "We are filthy space rich." That stuck with me. I wanted to be filthy space rich. I started playing Eve the next day.

Everything else has grown from there.

But I still like to make isk.

I will tip over 7 billion in a few days. Then, I will write up my six month comparison, then and now post. I've learned to spend some. I've spent about 600mil this month for various reasons and I'm still going up.

So yeah, ISK has not fallen by the wayside. I just have more interesting things to babble about.

Sunday, May 20, 2012

Running with Wolves...

I have introduced various aspects of Pop Music as they remind me of Eve into the blog to the horror of someone maybe... I have no comments so no clue if anyone else notices this but me.

Anyway, this partciular song does not fit fully into PvP. The Video is also terrible. What does fit is the chorus lines.

Wild Ones by Flo Rida and Sia, Lyrics from AZLyrics

I won't pull the entire song and the Video is so, so terrible. What does is the chorus lines,

I am a wild one
Break me in
Saddle me up and let's begin
I am a wild one
Tame me now
Running with wolves
And I'm on the prowl....

After the boys finished gorging themselves off of each other they kinda broke up and the normal friendly kill each other atmosphere settled back across the area. Back on the prowl everyone went. Even thou most had 30+ kills from a few hours of fright brawls, the insatiable hunger that PvP starts to fill you with returned.

Stop the Fight! To the Titan!

"Nothing makes you feel like god like a falcon," intones the FC. "You are jammed my son. So are you."

Ahh, sometimes it is crazy, silliness. Such went the breakdown into who was going to do what with the gatecamp. late into the night. We'd been gorging on PvP all day long and it seems that moar was the call of the day.

The day started a bit before I woke up. There was a preplanned full frig fight between all of the pirate groups in the area. They were doing a frig fight full thunder dome last man standing with prizes for various things. They had about thirty participants and they all had plenty of reships in the stations. Then they went at it. When I checked the kill board in the morning it was full of dead frigs. Hilarious.

However, a bit after I logged in, someone in one of the corps reported a Concord POCO being bashed with carriers out. Like wolves to a wounded deer, heads turned, and people shed their frigs and fleeted up into battleships. My alliance was part of the frig fight and volunteered the titan.

Herding cats to get about 8 pirate corps all in one fleet of 25 people onto a titan without bumping it and without the POS killing anyone that fucked up the passwords.

And then... we went to jump... and it failed. To far.... The cyno ship popped and we had to reevaluate the situation while the FC went pale and embarrassed. Whoops.

We cynoed in closer.

They, to our surprise, had no scouts out. We landed on the gate to their system and the FC says, "Frigs jump in,". There were 5 of us. Jag, Wolf, Rifter x3. and the cloaked ship warped to them. He gave us a warp in and the frigs headed in. A Raven, Rokh, Thrasher and Brutic were tackled by a suddenly appearing group of frigs.

I heard point called on everything but the Thrasher. So I said, "Someone point the thrasher," and a moment later someone called point.

Then the battleships landed on the field. At that point, everything started to melt. The frigs had it all on lock down and they watched 20 some ships come and fuck their shit up.

"Why didn't you come when you light the cyno?" asked one of them in local.

"What cyno?" we lied. I added "Rofl, they trolololed you into thinking it was a hot drop. Buwahaha." While the guy who had been in the cyno goes, "I just wanted to make you dock your carrier."

Ahh, Eve. Sitting on the sun, waiting out GCC.

They all went back and finished their frig fight. They capped that off with a cruiser brawl in null sec. Many, many ships exploded. Many, many boys were happy, PvP glutted creatures that crept off to nap.

Saturday, May 19, 2012

Bringing the PewPew

I've learned to think enough during PvP to change ammo.

After playing Diablo 3 most of the evening with my friend, I logged and went to make dinner. As I am making dinner the alliance decides to do a bit of system camping in nullsec. So I find myself moving a covops for eyes, moving my cane for dps, and making my dinner in between running up and down the steps between warps.

It was a bit silly, but I got there just after they had a fight where everyone bailed and got away and the FC was screaming "What the fuck people!" I slid into system once they had regrouped and got my alt set up watching the gate I was directed to watch.

In general, it was rather quiet. We had a pilgrim jump in. The bubble went up and he was trapped and quickly melted down to nothing. Then his pod was pointed and ransomed. He said to pod him rather then pay, so they podded him. It was super quiet so I brought my alt back to salvage the wreck. I was rewarded with four intact armor plates. T2 salvage that currently is selling for 15mil a pop.

Nothing but the occasional small thing was coming through. We decided to leave and the moment we jumped to head back home a tengu cross jumped us. We went after him, and failed to nail him when a solo megatron landed in the system. The poor FC was like "What the fuck is this?" as another T3 something came in from somewhere else. We sent people everywhere. The T3s ran and the Mega started playing warping games with us.

Our goal was to try to herd him to a gate. Eventually, he warped to a gate. The fleet warped in after him. I was in another system in case he went there so I had to hop in and head to them. They tackled him on the other side of the gate and he jumped back in. This time I was on the gate along with a corpmate in a cynabal. We tackled him and he started to pull away from us at speeds that I've never seen a BC do. He was at 1600 meters per second and I was burning my MWD and point to hold onto him. First he nuetered out the cynabal. Then he tried to neut me out to get me off him. Thankfully, my capskills are pretty damn good, plus I had my drones on him so he kept losing point. I switched over to my barrage ammo from my republic fleet fusion for the range it would give me with DPS.

Finally he stopped and I slammed into him. This put me into blaster range and he started to beat my ass. I had remembered to put my DC on! Go me! However he was in armor and in structure and the rest of the fleet was tossing rounds at him.

I was in 25% shields when he finally went down. The Broadsword put a bubble up and we captured his pod.

It started out as a ransom but on coms we discussed it. "He put up a good fight. Its probably a nice clone," we said. The general murmer was that we were fine with letting his pod go. He had almost evaded us in system and then he brought it on the field. So, we all dropped point, pulled in drones, and the FC dropped the bubble. "Good Fight, thanks for bringing it. You're pods free to go," we said. He said thanks and warped off.

So after, was a roam. I had stalled a bit and asked for us to wait until about the time one of my corpmates with a western coast time logged in. Sure as shit, as we docked for the reship he logged in and was able to join.

We often roam in BC. We had a jag for tackle, some cynabals, and a scimi for logi and DPS Battle Cruisers running around. I guess the fleets have a little bit of kitchen sink feel. However, we do have a plan and organization, just not ship doctrine.

First we ran into a fast team. Stabbers, interceptors, and a cyclone. We got the cyclone while the small stuff scattered off grid.

A few systems over we bounced into a nice little gang. We managed to point and tackle stuff and came away with two drakes. They got their bigger stuff off. "Nice trap" they said to us. We sent a flashy cynabal in as bait.

That reminds me of a conversation I had in local with our wartargets earlier. They had managed to gank one of my corpies. Bold, they hopped into another system that a few of the alliance members were in. They had six people on the other side of the gate, something I happened to know. My comment in local was, "You might as well get a tramp stamp with bait on it while you shake your ass on that gate." They decided to move on at that point.

Things are still pretty quiet. We wound up in a few more fights that ended unsatasfactorly. We lost our Jag during one.

The Jag goes after the Drake and points him and explodes. It takes us a few minutes to realize that the Jag pilot into high sec. Whoops. Concorded. The bloodlust runs strong sometimes.

And then during another, when someone jumped a gate and the FC orders the Jag through.

"Good Job, our tackles just warped off"
"Pizza. I shouldn't play with one hand"

"Go to Jita and reship."
Pizza eating tackle. Oh well.

These things happen. Such is life. The last explosion bit was a Hoarder that jumped into the system. "Can I kill him?" I asked the FC. The FC sighs and says, "Yes" and we mow down the hoarder. He had two containers inside of him. What they had, who knows.

An alliance mate logged on. He was trying to fuel a pos and needed a cyno. The problem was, every cyno they lit was getting popped. So, tired of the popping they decided to hotdrop the poppers.

I had my first cyno killed in the middle of a hotdrop. I was the only one that made it. The only reason I did not instantly die is because when the cyno was popped I was in the middle of the jump. It tossed me randomly into the system. So I was just fine. I landed and immediately went and docked at the other station as if I meant to be there.

Irritated, they fitted a better ship and a more successful hotdrop ensued.

We did manage to kill the onyx. I lost the point on a drake that was pulling away from me. I started heading into the Onyx as ordered then tried to turn towards the drake but I had lost a lot of speed and he was at a bad angle to me.

The FC goes, "How did you lose the drake?"

"I wasn't in the same position everyone else was," I reminded him. I didn't add that he said, "Fuck it everyone on the Onyx, melt him" and then decided that someone should also point the drake and I was the only one vaguely in position. I could have been faster/better, but I'm still working at managing multiple targets/tasks/staying alive/mods/PvP.

I think some more interesting stuff happened, but I'm tired now.

Thursday, May 17, 2012

War Games

This war thing is starting to get boring to me. But, whatever floats peoples boats I guess. Of late, the Anti pirate corp has decided to come after our smaller corp in the alliance instead of the bigger corp. They've been bashing our customs offices. Yesterday, one came out of reinforced mode and they poked their heads in and decided not to take the fight. Today, they came in again and bashed it into reinforcement yet again. Again, it will come out at a prime time for our allaince and not for them.

During the entire time they did this we were bouncing around system, doing our own things. My CEO then transfers one of the POCOs over to a shell corp so that the group takes GCC for not paying attention when they went to shoot the next one.

So, next, they decided to sit on our station and try to kill us when we undocked.

Did I mention there was two of us and 9 of them?

I already had my cloaky, covops out floating around in system, so I just watched this happen. My CEO decided to play station games with them. He stepped out his Vindicator and let them shoot him a few times.

Then he undocked one of his carriers and planted it squarly on the undock. It was like a feeding frenzy as they frantically attempted to bump the carrier with cruisers and battlecruisers. Lulz. Not going to happen.

But they decided to leave. It seems that their 3 tornados, cynabal, blackbird, purifier, oracle combo got bored trying to jump 2 pirates. Ahh well. Time for work anyway.

Patience brings the PewPew

I was running around earlier today, somewhere in a sleep deprived hazed. I found a few sites and happily scanned them down and ate their goodies. From what I can see, via the Dev Blogs, the newest items that are coming into the game will be found in the exploration sites. That is rather nice. I hope that it means I will have a chance to make some nice ISK while everyone is looking for these new toys.

Speaking of ISK, the market has crashed when it comes to mods. Some thing it is because there are fewer meta 0 mods to make people say 'fuck it' and reprocess everything. It is good that the meta 1-2 cost less for people, but bad for people like me. So, in the end, the changes did nerf my Salvage income. This will be a possible buff to my exploration income.

Anyway, one of my alliance mates found a hurricane that had been pewpewing folks a bit earlier. He was a -9 so the alliance mate went to see if he could get the hurricane to engage. While he did that, we set up people on each side of the system. The third exit was to a high sec pocket, and his sec status was way too low.

He flirted with my alliance mate who was in a drake. That type of fight can be interesting depending on what people are flying. He eventually docked up. We decided to hang around and wait on the gates. It's been super slow in game the last few days with the release of Diablo 3.

Patience won. After a bit the cane undocked again and hopped the gate right into our little, waiting fleet.

It was a not a fair fight for him in anyway. We then proceeded to hold him there, in structure, while our alliance mate jumped the gate and got on the killmail. Killmail whoring. However, he did a lot of the work trying to get the fight.

Killmails themselves are an interesting topic of conversation. For some people it is a brag sheet in which they say they are amazing. To me, it shows that someone actively PvPs. It lets you see what they do (groups and etc) and what fits people use from when they die. I'm not overly obsessed with the ISK efficiency. Some people are. For me, its more along the lines of showing that I am PvPing actively and regularly. A lot of people go on about their PvP experience but can't pull anything to reference it.

Free Intel, sure but the player behind the toon still matters. I'm not obsessed with them. I just like that I have a proven track record of getting out there and fighting. Only the battles that end in explosions generate killmails. Not all battles end in explosions. However, one of the things CCP was discussing was to make support characters show up on killmails. Logi take aggression for repping you and assisting you so they deserve a spot on the killmail. I think it will cause more people to not mind doing the logi thing because right now, you don't show up so it looks as if you are inactive.

Anyway, after the fight I was thinking that I shoulda taken pictures. Damn.

Tuesday, May 15, 2012

Thank you Drop Gods

Oh drop gods, how sweet are thou... unto thy will I thank you for these gifts...

I had taken my items to the trade hub earlier and dumped it on the market. I decided that I wasn't in the mood to move my Viator for some reason so I did the run in a rookie ship.

(woo... driving and not getting run over!)

After the morning and a nap, I woke up refreshed. My sleep schedule and work schedule are completely trashed but, whatever. I went out and discovered that the site that I wanted to run was still there. However, I had no one to help me run it.

After I wandered over to another system, I made myself feel better with some radar and mag sites. I then hopped into the high sec system that hovers alone with a static 2/10 plex and found a 4/10 plex. That, I decided, to try to do on my own.

It went okay, I have to admit. I made it through although it took a while. However, the drop was shit. While it was a faction shiny, it wasn't anything worth anything. The damage I took getting it cost more to repair then the fucking mod costs on the market.

Mildly, disheartened I managed to convince some help to attack the 5/10 plex that was *still* there and untouched. With a bit of encouragement I got him into his Machariel and into the plex we went!

Oh the loot gods were waiting for me. This plex had been around for about 12 hours. In about 15 minutes we cleared it and nailed a cynabal blue print copy and a b-type invul mod of some sort worth about 700mil.

Oh, I gloated. I love finding expensive shinies and pulling a bil worth of stuff out of a site makes me happy erry day. So, as I gloated I re scanned my home system and found the exact same 5/10 plex again. Woot! This time I got a corp members help and pulled yet another cynabal BPC out of the plex.

Plus I found 2 radar sites to top it all off with.

Then, we went and did 4 missions and I wound up with a Noctis full of salvage.

I did fuck up and get uncloaked on a gate with my scout. I must not have made sure my cloak kicked in. That bit of inattention caused me to lose my covops. Whoops. Fortunately, my copmate recovered my covops cloak and the probe launcher did not drop so he got shit from the wreck :)

My covops toon is not in my corp. Because this guy is not from 'our area' he did not know that it was my alt. I was in system in my noctis salvaging when this happened. So, he started to comment to my corp mate who came to get my shit how he just missed an afk covops pilot. We trolled him lightly but he didn't want to do a 1v1 with another Cynabal.

However, an hour later I bounce through the gate in my Noctis and my wreck is still there. With all my shit in it. Plus, a wreck full of capboosters. So I loot everything and salvage my wreck, pulling an armor plate off of it. That armor plate almost covers the cost of the covops.

Win with a lose. Very nice.

Monday, May 14, 2012

Whelp... that didn't work out

When I started Eve Online I kept seeing references to whelp fleets and welpcanes and etc. I was like, wtf is a welpcane. I searched, and searched and wondered why I couldn't figure it out. I did come to understand (a bit) the use of 'welp' in Eve Online.

I found a 5/10 plex this morning. I had no one to help me do it. I also had a 3 hour window to sleep in before I had to get back up and do more work stuff. Frustrated, I went to sleep. I got up, tended to IRL and came back to find the 5/10 respawned in another system. I still had no one one that could help me run the plex.

I am relatively picky about who I ask for help. I've learned that while I feel that everyone older then me is better then me, it does not mean they can do everything well. I'm slowly waiting for this. So I hung around, and much to my joy an 'adult' logged in about 15 minutes after I found the Plex. I pounced and asked for help. He agreed and started to switch out a ship to tank the site when someone called for help.

We immediately undocked and streaked towards the jump gates. The alliance mate was two systems away and had decided to tangle in his Cynabal with a Harby and a Cyclone. Then a Jaguar landed and things went poorly for him quickly. He managed to jamt he tackler and warp off as we landed on the gate. His corpmate in system undocked but he was to late to help.

However, he decided to go look for them. This led him to the next system over which was nullsec. He found them, and decided to engage them with superior numbers (of theirs) in system. So, as we tried to go back him up and falcon uncloaked and he was fucked over and sideways.

An unpleasant moment. We headed back into system. We were going to tackle the plex again when a cynabal engaged my alliance mates cynabal on the home system gate. He called out the details and I undocked and aligned to him, waiting for the other ship to engage. For some reason, others didn't do the same. So, when the unknown toon went GCC, I went to help, and watched two more cynabals and a rifter jump into system and rip into my alliance mate. Then, the other guys started heading over but it was to late, blue cynabal down and they debated my cane. I was trying to take someone down but deagressed when the cynabal went down so I could jump the gate. However, when one of the three made it to me they decided to disengage and it was a massive cluster fuck with a lot of irritated people.

Communication is relevant. If they have 5 people in their corp in system and three land on you.... I guess it doesn't seem like it is the best idea to engage them. It wasn't a vaguely balanced fight at any point but it was one we might have been able to pull off. However, with related unknowns sitting in system choices should be thought through.

Then, to make things better, five minutes later, one of the guys says that there is a gang two systems over. For some unknown reason, someone goes to look, in a slow ass faction cruiser and gets fucked six ways sideways.

We all just logged off after that. I went to take a nap. I was short on sleep from earlier in the day and trying to stay awake was making everything worse. Plus, the ridiculous stack of bad decisions and poor communication was just getting painful.

My poor 5/10. Found it twice, and unable to clear it either time.

Sunday, May 13, 2012

Updating and Adjustments

My Blog continues to grow and flex with me.

First, I updated its name from the goofy moment of amusement that was the blogs birth into something that reflected what it actually was.

Today, I decided to switch the character the blog is focused on. Chella Ranier is whom I started with. However, she has become a support character over the months. While she does not fade into the background, she is not the character that does everything and talks to everyone.

So, I changed the blog's 'person' to adequately reflect what is being said. While Chella is a valuable character to me, she is not what defines me as a player anymore. She is not the social hub of my game. Over the next few days I will tweak and clean things up.

After I met my pirates, I made Sugar with the intent to learn to PvP with her. I've done that but as my entire game changed from my initial vision, so has the dynamics of what character I play the most. Sugar is the one who is making the impact in the game. Also, things like my killboard will be easier to find and make more sense to people.

Sugar is also only 3 weeks younger then Chella, so time wise, I've pretty much been playing them both nonstop since I started. When I hadn't logged Chella on for the last week because I hadn't needed her, I realized that it was time to switch them out and focus the blog a bit better on who is actually speaking.

Saturday, May 12, 2012

Where is the IWIN button?

This is the last of a series of ideas that I created drafts for and them spamed myself with over the last few days. I had a lot of random and unconnected things I was pondering. Normally, I forget some, often because I run off to try to do the good pewpew.

I had logged in after work, as I am ought to do when I found myself rolling my eyes and doing my best to answer someone plesantly who was detailking his future goals to fly a titan and how badass he would be.

Maybe because I've always enjoyed playing the more fragile classes in games, I don't understand this desire for an IWIN button. I'm the person that plays the summoner/caster/archer/healer. If someone breaths on me I die. One reason I loved City of Heroes is that I was the 'healer' class and I had exactly 1 offensive skill. The rest of my training was all geared towards healing and buffing my teammates. I couldn't kill anything alone but everyone wanted me in a group.

I love Eve's skill classes. My comments about my test server the other time simply build upon that. Everyone was dropping into the combat zones in big, badass stuff that they would not risk in normal game play. I was in my Jag. People were horrified of my Jag and running away from it (on the test server where nothing matters) until they made a concentrated effort to remove me from the field.

In a frig, surrounded by big badass ships, the frig still mattered. That type of game play kicks ass and chews bubblegum as it takes names.

But I know that many games are geared around having 'X' and 'X' makes your a badass. So, trying to explain to people why capital ships are and are not awesome is very, very hard. It is about as hard as explaining to people why they should spend 4/8/12 days on secondary skills.

I guess Eve can sound dull that way. But it has a cool feature called 'game play' and 'learning how to play the game' that really keeps you occupied, IMO.

Buying ISK is also not an IWIN button. It just puts more shiny things on the field that someone can't fly for someone else to blow up. I had someone get into a nasty argument with me over the fact that I don't judge ISK gain in game by how much I make per hour IRL just because I can buy ISK with IRL money. I like the game play of making ISK. Also, I feel a newer player will learn more by earning the ISK then buying it even if they can afford to buy the ISK. Playing the game is part of success.

Buying a skilled character is not an IWIN button. You might be able to fit something amazing, but without game play knowledge, it doesn't matter how great the toon is.

It's a balance. Of course, there is a lot of frothing CPP hatred about things. Yet, for all the hate and venom and eye rolling spewed, people keep playing. I'd say that is because the game is still good. They even commented about the impassioned responses from people. It's because they care.

One of the endless beauties of Eve is that you actually have to play the game as well as have stuff to be successful. You can have an amazing ship and a high skill point toon with billions of isk in high grade implants and still pop to a low skill point newer pilot that has learned game mechanics you have ignored for your shiny, glittering IWIN button ship.

*pop*

Friday, May 11, 2012

Test Server: My First Time

I installed the test server the other day. It is something that had been discussed that I'd eventually do to practice PvP. I've been hesitant but after my first battle I'm totally seeing the value of this.

The test server mirrors you every so often. Right now, there, I'm about 1.5mil SP behind myself. For an older toon that might not be a lot. For me, I no longer can use my hurricane. So, I remade my trusty Jag that I fly everywhere and went out to learn some shit.

I'm putting an afterburner on the next one.

Once I fit my ship I danced around fretting and then finally committed and randomly warped to a combat zone. About two minutes in I was targeted by another assault frig and we started going at it. I learned a lot.

In PvP I am normally in someones face beating at them. However, this time I realized that the other ship had short beam lasers and I had barrage ammo that gave me range they didn't have. So, I kept getting out of their range and chewing away at them. I zoomed further out and started double clicking all over to try to keep range and manually orbit. They'd MWD in towards me every time we got apart and chew at me again. However, I'd regain shields and they'd miss me as I went out of range. The entire time I'm successfully landing a steady stream of hits.

Then, another assault frig appeared and targeted me. Then I was webed down, trying to escape two people, already in 1/8th shields and 75% armor. I popped pretty quickly after that. However, we fought for a good 4 or 5 minutes before the other guy came in.

I'm really enthused. This going out and dying had a lot of value. However, I feel like I can understand the value more. It is not just a matter of 'he is better then me so I died' but I feel that I learned something, I noticed stuff in combat. I, did a better job then I have done.

Two of my corp mates logged on and we ran around in a little fleet of two Machariel's and a Jaguar. The funniest thing was how much attention was devoted to my poor Jag. At one point, the Machs are blapping the shit out of everything and my jag is webed, scramed, jamed, neuted with 15 drones trying to kill me and a Loki chasing me down.

Hysterical.

I really enjoyed stretching my Jag's legs out and seeing how much damage it could take and deal.