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Weird, Random Little Interactions

There are two sides to every story. Sometimes there are three, or six, or eighteen if enough people are involved. But in the terms of general interaction of one person to another each person enters and exits with their own story about the situation. These stories can even agree but in that agreement there will be mild deviations based upon each side interacting with the other and the need to interpret, even if accurately, the actions of the other party involved.

In Eve, often times, one side or both or each side depending on the numbers attempts to turn their story into what I have learned is commonly called, "a narrative". They then use this as a basis for propaganda of whatever type it may be. I'm not a particular fan of that. I prefer to let things show as they lay and admit to what I saw of the event instead of manipulating it for my personal needs and propaganda.

I believe that I have the truth of my actions. It is going to be tinted through my eyes but it is my truth based upon my direct experience. That is what makes someone sweeping in with an opinion about something I am directly involved in a fascinatingly confused window.

I've had this happen a few times before. Once, when someone on Reddit accused THC2 of convo-spam. Because I am not every person in my corporation, I cannot say what they may or may not have done at some point. I can, however, say because I am a part of my corporation that it is not a corporation wide policy or habit. But it outlines how I see my corporation and how others may see my corporation.

Sometimes things get interesting. You stumble upon a person who professess a terrible opinion of your corporation and you wonder, "who is this person?" Sometimes we acquire enemies without even realizing it. It is odd to be hated and scorned by someone that you have never interacted with.

I am a mild, local troll in a humorous way. I won't spend my time spewing about the various sexual abilities and leanings of individuals. However, I will say ridiculous things when people often try to start throwing out random insults. One of those times was the other day when I told someone that I don't believe in violence and will not undock (I didn't actually have any interest in undocking at that particular moment and I will admit that if I can avoid station games, I will).

It started with Razor going after someone who managed to get away from him. They then said they needed to drop loot and would come back. To our surprise, he did. However, he immediately commented that he knew Razor had corpmates in the station. Surprise. He can look at show info. He also managed to comment on how he knows that Razor flies active rep hyperions. Surprise again, he can read killboards. It did catch my attention and when he commented on the people in station I commented that I don't undock.

To which he said, "Your words are worth nothing if its coming from that corp."

People lie in Eve. I don't believe most people on any given day. While I may be telling the truth, he doesn't know me to make that decision. I'm not offended that he did not immediately see my aura of honesty. What caught my attention was "from that corp". It suggests that he has some past with us. I have no idea who he is so I went to find out what we had done that was so terrible this time.

It seems that just before he interacted with Razor, he shot one of 7-2's alts in a hauler. When they undocked a battleship he decided to leave and toss out the taunt, "a member of Calamitous should know better than to undock indy ships in Istodard :)". What made that odd is why should 7-2 not undock haulers from a station that they live in? It sounds like this guy has been killing their haulers left and right, only he hasn't.

Yet it seems he has a grudge against both THC2 and 7-2. That's fine. Only, its weird because I have no idea who he is or who pissed him off. Further details shows that he was spewing the same type of comments in local the previous night after he docked up to avoid a 7-2 fleet.

Then Titus war deced his corporation. Which brought him into 7-2 chat where he tells them that he is ready to go to war with them. This is when I learned that maybe 7-2 hot dropped him at some point and he is mad about that.  "sure things buddy, enjoy bringing your lil covo ops drops....sadly, no-one flys anything shiney enough to justify it".  Now, anyone that hot drops knows that there is no need to justify it. Its just fun. And this guy has been flying around shooting people but he also makes sure to run and dock before he engages anything that might kill him or bring friends. That's fine if that is his tactic but the brave words and in your face behavior puzzles me.

He also took the war dec rather seriously and truly seemed to believe that 7-2 was going to make an effort to come after his corp instead of it being something to amuse the exhausted mind of one of their directors. Of course, when I checked on things today, he has not shown up to go to war with them. The entire thing made little sense.

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