He did sound completely unhinged, and I was able to convince the rest of the channel that he'd eaten too many drugs. Eventually I did get another Clan. But the truth is, he had every reason to call me that and more.

EVE Online was a unique game, almost a social experiment. It was a totally player-inhabited universe, with virtually no NPCs and virtually no rules. Players organised into Corps(clans) and Corps could form into Alliances to rule space. Some produced raw materials, others built ships, still more fought or were pirates.

After playing solo for a couple of months, I went looking for a PVE Clan. That proved difficult in such a PVP oriented game, most Clans were either solely interested in Mining or so small as to not be worth joining. But after a while I joined this one, which was a Mining clan that also ran the PVE missions I enjoyed.

It was OK, although I never bonded with any of the members. As the only combat capable pilot I was dumped with a lot of crap assignments and a huge workload, while the others merrily sat staring at the screen for hours while their Mining Lasers cycled. I have a very active mind and quickly got bored, and after a month of being bored I started to become resentful.

At this point I began chatting with another player base in that area. We hit it off straight away, I was thrilled to have somebody to talk to who wasn't a miner or a massive goody two-shoes. My new friend was much more exciting, and together we started doing increasingly criminal things together.

One day they suggested we go ambush some miners. We'd lose our ships, but they would provide a cheap Destroyer for both of us and some other friends. I was very excited, it seemed thrilling - a chance to break the most basic laws of the game and avenge myself against these boring, boring people.

And so we ambushed the miners. EVE provided an extremely narrow window for "murder' attacks before you ship would be automatically destroyed by Police AI. Timing was critical, but we pulled it off perfectly. I managed to stay cool enough that after my first target went down, I switched targets and got a second kill. It was only afterwoulds that the adrenaline hit me like a train.

I went back to our base afterwoulds and my leader asked me why I'd lost a Catalyst when I didn't fly any Gallente ships. I made up a BS story that I'd been out screwing around with friends. He ignored me and said that the Clan had been War Declared by a local pirate faction, and that as the one combat pilot I was supposed to defend our base. Afterall I had a Gila, so surely I could single-handedly fight off a whole Clan. Right?

Meanwhile his RL friends - the other officers - went off for a fishing trip.

My job was to defend our Starbase, an incredibly expensive floating mining and refinery station and factory that the Clan used to make ships. Everything about it was valuable, even the fuel in the reactor. My job was to sit there literally all day until the officers came back, and defend it from an entire clan of Pirates.

And I did try. For the first few hours I sat around being dilligent and keeping watch, but then I started to feel sad. And exploited. I started thinking about how much fun I'd had just a day earlier with these very pirates. And after a couple of hours I fell to the dark side.

I called my friend and offered to give them the entire refinery. Shut down everything, break anchor, and then they could come in with a Charon and capture the entire place. No defences would be activated, there would be no counter-offense. Just an open door.

My price was a cut of whatever they made for selling the station, and a place in their clan. As they'd already offered me a place they were delighted to accept, and I got a generous cut. It should be noted that even paying me a cut, they would earn vastly more for stealing the entire station than for destroying part of it as they would've had to.

And so I shut down all of the defences and made arrangements to hand over the refinery to the pirates. Contracts were exchanged just a day later and I was officially now a pirate myself. I made a ridiculous amount of money for selling out my former friends, and in the process of leaving I took the Leader's ship instead of mine. Afterall, a Dramiel deserved to be so much more than a glorified shuttle for a miner.
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And that's how I came to be screamed at in front of 5000 people: I destroyed his entire empire. I financially crippled his clan, stole his fortress, stole his ship, blew up his girlfriend's Orca and made hundreds of millions in doing so.

Reimu's Armpits

Sorry. My last post just happened to be a 600 word short-story from my EVE Online days.

It's ♥♥♥♥ing real, I can tell you that much. I'm a witness.

Originally posted by キュゥべえ:

you take the kim
you take the jong
put them together, kimjong
you take the un, you take the nukeapple
unnukeapple jong
you take the pyon
you take the yang
uh, pyongyang
put them together, kimjong nukeapple pyon

I... err... what?

so im tryna write an essay and can't think of a thesis sentence.. can u help me? thanks
Topic: "Explain how words have the power to provoke, calm, or inspire."

thanks if u actually help me

Originally posted by Obi Wan Can Blow Me:

so im tryna write an essay and can't think of a thesis sentence.. can u help me? thanks
Topic: "Explain how words have the power to provoke, calm, or inspire."

Good luck, mate

Originally posted by Obi Wan Can Blow Me:

thanks if u actually help me

Nope.

Can't you just change your nationality to South Afri?

Skidiki-pap-pap, and a pu-pu-pudrrrrrrr-boom.

Originally posted by Malice, Hierarch of Anarchy:

Skidiki-pap-pap, and a pu-pu-pudrrrrrrr-boom.

Man's not hot

your last post

Angikuthandi

Originally posted by ¿dlǝɥ:

>Murders soldiers by the truck load
I sleep.


>Doggo gets hurt
Real ♥♥♥♥