[TL;DR: Random thoughts about growing old and staying the same.]
Last night I came home and made soup. I decided not to log in or write. Instead, I cooked for a bit, chatted on Slack and went to bed so that I could not enter my weekend off utterly exhausted. That means today, once I logged in I had things stacked up that I would have done on Thursday. One of those is my capital copying. I tend to copy over my work days with a delivery date for my last day. I keep a steady churn of blueprints copying to keep up with the capital building.
I had this idea to write about the work and effort of building capitals. It came from the often frustrating foot tapping that comes from those waiting for an order. I still may. But after a discussion earlier today I wondered if I was to close to whining about the amount of work involved. Building capitals mostly alone is a lot of work and one would think that capitals would be a more focused group project. Maybe it is so much work because I am trying to do the work of multiple people by myself.
This came from another discussion. One that has been echoing in several areas of late about the work that comes with playing Eve and methods to mitigate that work. Many groups have logistics people who move things, set up contracts and markets, create out of game tools for management and smooth the process. Corporations have developed complex ship replacement programs, compensation packs for those who do structural supports and in general made companies and groups that hum with effectiveness.
For the line member it often means that what they want is available. We've become fascinatingly efficient machines for easing the game's chores. Well oiled machines that allow players to undock and receive content without the irritating bits of the game.
Is it working?
When I think about my chores I realize that they keep me busy. I don't think that they are fun. But to me fun is a wild, free laughing concept. I find them satisfying. Irritating but the over all goal which is often weeks away that will only be reached by effort, timing, and work is worth it. The pay off is why I do everything. But if someone removed that and just gave me the end product would I enjoy it as much?
I'm not sure because I've not been in that situation. Nor have I desired it. If I could not replace my losses I'd change what I was doing. I'd earn money again until I was flush and restart. But that comes from liking to do a handful of things in game instead of having just one thing that occupies me. After years anything can become boring even what you enjoy the most.
I've heard more murmurs about 'end game' concepts than I like to hear of late. I very much like the open nature of Eve's game. I was telling my best friend about how I spent months playing Skyrim without any of the dragon powers because I'd never finished the mission that let me absorb dragon souls. I was to absorbed in the world running around and playing and doing things be that picking flowers and making potions or slinking into lairs of treasure and ore. I didn't even think about the fact that I was missing something by not heading to the end of the game.
We've removed busy work for some and improved ease of access to content by some groups. However, as groups age tastes change. Having heard end game twice in a week made me wonder what people consider 'end game' and can Eve actually give that to people. If you create success and are at the top of your game can CCP continue to give things to accomplish? Will refreshing hte old help or must new be new vs change?
It is odd the things that can absorb us and catch our attention. I'm a sucker for gathering stuff. Give me a world where I can pick stuff up and my inventory will be filled in moments. Maybe one day I'll have the endgame crisis or something. I think I'd just play something else for a while if I can't get what I want from Eve. It's what I do now. Sometimes I like grass and dragons for my evenings entertainment. Eve can't give me everything. I'm okay with that as long as it gives me everything that it should I won't start dreaming of dragons except for maybe...