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Stepping Past Memory

I just sold the first Loki that I ever purchased.

Memories are an odd thing in Eve. I'm not attached to this particular ship. However, it does have memories. When I made it, I made it to go ratting in null sec. I felt grown up and ready to have a cloaky, interdicted ship to slink around and work on my security status. I took it out twice and both times wound up being chased down in null sec. The same null sec that everyone told me was empty and no one ever went there.

I docked it up and never took it out again. I let my security status go instead. I plunged into flashy red and eventually leveled out between -7 to -9. Then Tags4Sec were introduced . Now, I don't no longer need to rat if I want to work my status back up. No more long days out in null sec grinding away for doing PvP. No more need for that ship. Yet, I've dragged it around with me even though I have not touched it for a year and a half.

What it did do is make me flip through some of my earlier blog posts looking for my few outings with it. I did not find any. I may not have written it then. I wrote more battle reports back then. I wrote what I thought I was supposed to write about. Every fleet I wrote about. It was my way and holding onto the fact that I lived in low sec and really did PvP. I do wonder if those posts are more 'about low sec' than my current musings on whatever. I do not think that it matters one way or another.

What a funny, wandering path time takes us on.

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  1. Have to say, I sometimes feel obligated to write battle reports and ship fittings. That's not to say I don't enjoy them... just that I think they give you some credibility.

    Well, I'm trying something else for a while, credibility be damned. And for the record, I very much enjoy your current musings on whatever. Reminds me that New Eden isn't just a massive gladiatorial arena.

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    1. I guess I do still write them. I wrote them the other week. I would watch my killboard tick up because it said I was doing stuff.

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