Packing interrupted.

He tossed things towards the bag, planning on folding them once he had everything he wanted.  Every now and then he would consult a list and go looking for something else.  Finally he looked at the pile, his bag, and back to the pile and sighed.  Now it was time to remove things.

The comm flickered incessantly.  It seemed that everybody had an axe to grind just as he was trying to find a moment to spare.  He sat down to see what the fuss was.  One member of the council out, another in.  No huge changes and he opened some lines to chat with the new guy and get to know him a little.

The bag sat, half packed.

The station where he was had environmental controls.  But he would not be going to a station and he remembered to check the weather . . . more clothes hit the pile.

The comm flickered even faster.  More exits, only these were not voluntary.  Bans of pilots happened often, usually in relation to illegal isk laundering but these, somehow, did not appear to be the same.  The most fuss was caused, of course, by those who thought that they might be next.  Mike grinned and wrote a short opinion piece for them which of course . . . missed the mark.  He wrote a second more pointed comment but it was washed away by moderators of the comms.  He shrugged and turned back to his bag.  “Folks come and go from the space-ways.”

He was packing his notes for the summit when he realized he still could ask for some more opinions.  He chuckled about one of his own favourite things, numbers, and put a call out.  “Graphs and facts . . . they better than opinion and supposition any day.”  Glancing through his book he annotated a few scribbles and checked a few more against the agenda he had received.  “Dis one I try for here, and this one over there.”  He wondered if the agenda would be made public but then shrugged as that was not part of his job.

His DA chimed and spoke.  “12 hours to departure.”

“Nag nag nag.”  He looked at the pile and sighed.  “Not that I don’t need it.  Acknowledged.”

He started folding, rolling, tucking and stuffing.  “Like working a wormhole” he muttered checking the mass of the bag judiciously.



Yeah, I am doing this instead of actually packing.  I am foolish that way.

I have been busy following the forum threadnaughts and commenting where I can.  I found it funny that I was removed by ISD for what I thought was an ok comment but it is not worth arguing (nor would it be fruitful)

So Summit in a few days.  I have my book of doom and notes packed.  If only I could find my damn camera.  Understand folks I will be a bit harder to connect with though I will try to watch my skype and evemail when I can.  We meet Wed Thurs Friday so if you have last minute notes for me, send em in.  I will even try to check here.

Guys, this is your chance to be heard (aside from the election)  Both of you who read this should speak up.

fly it like you won it.



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The Whale and Ahab

Mike sighed and closed the channel.  The incursion had not lasted long nor had he expected it to.  There was a fight in full force and, oddly enough, the Sansha were not the target but the prize being fought over.

Incursion fighters had slowly drifted into communities.  Some were language or cultural, others by the perceived skill or level (or style) of fit on the ship.  Mike had flown with several different groups both to get to know them and to let them get to know him.  Armor or shield, Logi, bunny, close range or sniper, it didn’t matter.  Though he had backup FC’d now and again he did not have the patience (or the memory) to get ‘certified’ for any particular FC slot and was happy to be known as a guy who knew what to do and how to do it.

But if you form communities you also form differences.  Different is bad.  It is the stranger we don’t trust.  The outsider who ‘doesn’t talk right’ or ‘smells funny’.  Differences lead to distrust and different traditions lead to ‘doing it wrong’.

That had happened.  A leader of one community had looted the wrecks of another groups wipe and taunted them with it.  It was not the value but the principal of the action that infuriated the second group.  They decided on a revenge.

There is an ancient idiom Cutting off the nose to spite the face.  They decided to rush the conclusions of incursions anytime that the offending fleets formed in an HQ system thus prohibiting them form taking part in that aspect of the incursion.  Oh the others would be fine, assault, vanguard and scout.  Just not HQ.  Since so much time is lost wandering from one incursion to the next then this would hit ALL concerned right in the pocketbook.

To an outsider it might look ridiculous.  Accusations from both sides accused the other of juvenile behaviour.  And that was fine.  The side that had looted proclaimed their right to do so, There was no law to stop them.  No court to appeal to.  The other side did not care.  They had decided that enough was enough.

There, right there.  Did you see it?

That is where New Eden lived and breathed.  Actions could/might have consequences.  Just because there was no law, no rule, did NOT mean you could do as you pleased.  Well, maybe you could until someone decided they would work at finding what stung and even if it hurt them or as another once said . . . .to the last I grapple with thee; from hell’s heart I stab at thee; for hate’s sake I spit my last breath at thee.  

It had not ended, yet.  Maybe it never would.  Other communities either took a side or acted independently and watched the battle.  The Sansha probably only knew that their attacks were ended swifter than in the past.  Met with stronger more determined foes.

Mike smiled.  Seen from that angle the argument had a positive outlook.



Nope, I decided NOT to name names or link to argument pages.

Yup, I do take artistic license with the story/facts

Yes, Eve has consequences.  I am VERY interested to see what the end result of this argument will be.  I can see a few possible options but I don’t know which is the most likely.

Few more days and I hand out a Daredevil

Oh and thanks to the folks adding to my bounty.  I hope I have not missed anyone with the thankyou letters

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[Daredevil, Serpentis Burner]

2x Light Neutron Blaster II – Void S

1x 1MN Afterburner II
2x ‘Langour’ Drive Disruptor I

2x Magnetic Field Stabilizer II
1x Prototype Armor Thermic Hardner
1x Small Ancillary Armor Repairer – Nanite Repair Paste

2x Small Anti-Kinetic Pump II
1x Small Auxiliary Nano Pump II

Nanite Repair Paste
Void S

- Overheat everything
-Approach and web immediately
-Profit -

Thanks to Commander Maxter for the initial fit/theory crafting. – Lex Lynn

“So I thought I would start light, nothing too fancy or expensive.”  Mike pointed to the fit.  “Nice little boat to try my hand with and I even took it out to a few Serpentis sites to get a feel for it.  Sweeeeet ride.  Fast and agile and once it gets close enough it can lay down some decent pain.  Oh it took a few hits and being the frugal type if it is not an emergency I unload the AAR and let it run the slow reps.”

He wiped his eyes.  “Yeah, I unload the AAR . . . and forget to reload it.  I assume you know where this is going.  Oh, another thing.  When running simple sites I tend to set autorepeat off on my reppers so I have finer control over them.”

“You know,” he said, looking to the sky, “there are signs that the Universe sends to you, that you are not ready, that you should learn to pay attention to.  I got all the way to the relevant system then I realized that I had forgotten to accept the mission.  THAT, right there was the sign that I should have noticed.  I was a bit groggy and not in the proper frame of mind for it but I thought I could ‘handle it’.”

Mike held up a finger as though making a proclamation.  “If the phrase ‘I can handle it’ is used . . . you cannot, go back to bed.”  He then laughed.  “The nice thing about it was that it was over quickly . . . VERY quickly.  I got lock and he skittered back out to 13 km and opened fire.  BOOM shields gone. BOOM down to 2/3 armor.  I hit the repper and see it unloaded and whisper damn. BOOM armor flakes off Boom 2/3 hull.  BOOOOOM what a pretty view from inside this pod, oh look I have mail reminding me that I did not insure my little ship.  Walk of shame home.”

He started to laugh.  “Well maybe not of shame.  I had a fool grin on my face because win or lose, that was fun!  It was not a normal mission but that is what the agent said.  So I lost a ship.  Back to the drawing board and I will try again.”



1)  be prepared and make sure you damn ship is, as well

2)  if you have a fit that you would like to see tried out, lemme know

3)  In honour of this death I am giving out a daredevil to one of the commenters over the next two weeks, you comment, you are entered.

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I have a special optional mission for you, we won’t penalize you if you decline it.

A single individual, a rogue element of the Serpentis Corporation, has struck out on their own. We don’t know why, but we want you to hunt them down.
They have all scans open, so we can’t go there in force. We’ve acquired their coordinates and need someone to sneak in and take them out. It’s you against them.

Only frigate sized ships can gain entry to the hideout, so don’t try to bring anything bigger.
This pirate will be flying an armor tanked Daredevil frigate, with an extremely effective Stasis Webifier. He tends to deal his damage using railguns loaded with Shadow Antimatter ammo. Survivors of his previous attacks claim that he likes to orbit his opponents at around 10km while holding them in place. He always flies with a powerfully boosted Stasis Webifier and a Warp Scrambler fit.

A word of warning: this rogue pirate is extremely dangerous and has proven very capable of destroying capsuleer ships. If you choose to decline this mission or if you fail to complete it, you will not lose any standings.

Declining a mission from a particular agent more than once every 4 hours will result in a loss of standing with that agent.\

Mike tossed a hand back at the screen where the agents recording had just finished.  “I knows what yer thinking.  One target?  That is it?  How hard can that be?”  He touched a control on his comm and a new image appeared.

He let the chuckles die down and then the message changed.

He smiled.  “We learn and adapt.  Some share intel and ship fits and we slowly change the dynamic . . . or not so slowly.  Most of you have basic frigate training and know your way around a few gun types.”  He sighed, looking out at the prospective capsuleers.  “If you get a mission like this and think you can handle it . . . . well, you ARE immortal.  Try it.  Try it in a simple cheap ship or bling yourself to the nines, bring some friends along or go it alone.”

Images of pirate frigates flashed across the screen.

“They are out there, waiting for you.  THEY are your next lessons, your next teachers.”



It took three missions for me to be given one.  Decided to write this BEFORE I tried.  I am looking forward to it but I have a bad feeling I am about to become a statistic.  I will tell you how it went and what I lost in the next post.

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Trying to get into space

He was heading for the podbay when the comm stopped him.  He scanned the newsline and started laughing.  It was not his job to have any involvement with the Alliance tournament but the fact that a single group ran out of the competition at the last minute, forfeiting their match was precious.  Especially given who they were . . . CODE.

The outcry of the spectators was . . . impressive and CODE replied that they did it to maintain honour.  Mike read both sides and laughed some more.  IF what CODE wanted was to be talked about then they had succeeded.  If they wanted to show that they had any skills shooting at people who shot back, well not so much.

His favourite quote was

James315 runs for CSM – QUITS
Erotica runs for CSM – QUITS

Typical.- Helena Russell Makanen

And on that note he turned to get into the pod, Then a note about possible money laundering came in.  The smiles left his face as he sat down to get ahead of the curve and see what was going on.  Shadowed meetings and discussions at all hours of the next few days marked his routine and space remained a vacuum.

Then the schedule for the meetings to come arrived.  Mike sighed and keyed in the orders for his crew to stand down.  He had research and planning to do and lots of sudden communication channels to monitor.  He wasn’t going anywhere.  The laughter at the buffoonery of CODE was long since faded.



I honestly think that the CODE thing was hilarious.  From the banning of catal;ysts to the mockery they have received since.  The only thing that would have made it better is if it had been revealed that the RvB team had planned to bring Skiffs and Ventures with an Orca booster.  (Don’t tell me that that violates the rules, I like my dream better)

The Somer thing is being actively handled.  That is all I am able to say.  Oh and I loved this image in response to my assurances to that effect, in the forums. Me, as Bagdad Bob is hilarious.  I’d like to thank the Eve media for what (so far) has been a fairly evenhanded handling of this issue.

But I am having trouble finding the time to get into space.  My problem, not yours.

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OOC Blood in the water

Somer has started a new version of old stuff.

The sharks are circling but not all for the same reason.  Some want to tear it down, others are watching to see if it stands long enough for them to become part of the feeding frenzy that would start if it IS legal.

Of course it starts on a weekend so the response time from CCP will be less than optimal.

Two things from me.

1) Yes, CSM knows and is asking questions as well.

2) Stop, think, listen for what comes next.  Don’t go screaming off into the outer darkness until both sides have had a chance to have their say.

Lots of fins, lots of little teeth.

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For those of you new to my blog, I write stories, sometimes.  Might have a lesson, other times just plot advancement.  If you are looking for Eve commentary, move along, nothing to see here.


“Drugs”  Free set her hands on the table to keep them from shaking.

“Y’all know we Gallente are not adverse to . . . ” Tanta started to say.

“Slaver drugs.  Will sapping obedience drugs.  A major source has been tracked to Gallente space where the laws are less restrictive but the usage is all across New Eden.”  Free looked down at her hands and rotated them to be palms up.  “The cross border politics and laws makes them impossible to stop for any legal process or organization.”

Tanta nodded.  “So you come, instead, to me because it has a Gallente tie.  And it is you coming because . . . “

“I was taken and the drugs used on me, once.  With help I managed to escape, get clean.”  She was still staring at her hands.  “But there are nights where the cravings are still there.  You never are cured, just strong enough for one more day, and another and another.”  She raised her eyes to meet Tantas.  “This is something that needs stopping.  Oh, I don’t care about the Gallente recreational drugs but this is something very different.”

“C’est vrai.  It is something different but I had to be sure you were not bringing your own Minmatar restrictions into my home.  Yes, we will help you but what do you have so far?”

“Less than I want.  The source is on the move and that is one of the issues.  We backtrack and the leads all dry up.  Finally we managed to find enough dead ends to form a pattern.  The source is Boro Dei.”

Tanta sat back.  “How sure are you?”

“All the dead ends coincide with stops on his tour.  His financing is . . . questionable, at best.”

“Circumstantial, then.  Nothing absolute.  So why hasn’t anybody moved on him, then?”

“Because he is always on the move he is never there when the trail is followed.  Because his tour is wherever the whim takes him there is no way to set a trap or sting ahead of him.  The only way is to be there for proof and to cut off the head of the beast . . . is to be with him.  We need the proof before I act or else we will not be sure,  we will not be able to get the peripheral operations”  Free looked back down at her hands.  “But for that, I need help, your help.”

“You know I have worked with him a few times before.  We are not friends but professionally we admire each others work.”  Tantas voice had grown distant.  “That was some time ago but I expect that he still remembers me.  So, what do you plan and what do you want?”

Free looked up slowly.  “That’s it?  What do I need?”

“I know you are not a fire and forget missile, to use one of Émés terms.  You will want the proof, to have everyting locked down and set.  I can live wit dat.  If Boro is innocent you won’t kill him, if he is guilty then he needs killin.”  Tanta sighed.  “I hopes you is wrong but we cannot live on our hopes, we makes the effort and finds truth.”  She sighed.  “I does miss dat boy but better we women handle the real business, no?”


“Drugs”  Mike said, setting his hands on the table to keep it steady as more pilots pulled up a chair.  “You go after the new hunts the agents are rumoured to be bringing to the table and you better be packin evry advantage y’all can get.  Dat means boosters.”


“Well, there ain’t gonna be anyway to get them on grid now, is there?  But I was talking about the OTHER boosters.  The combat drugs like Blue Pill, Exile, Drop, that sort o ting.”  Mike smiled.  “Someone once thought I would be embarassed to be connected wit dat stuff but I does use it from time to time and I tink their use, for a bit extra edge may become more mainstream if the ones we is fighting are playing all of their advantages.”

“They are illegal, ain’t they?”  Another pilot asked.

“The strong ones are, though iffen you look hard enough I am sure you will find a source.  That is the thing with drugs, someone is always willing to sell.”



Damn I am looking forward to the new mission type for L4’s

I am betting that a lot of folks won’t read the dev blog about it and get a very rude awakening the first time they go in.  These puppies are supposed to be hard.

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OOC How to ask

Now before I begin I want to lay down one basic tenet I have taught my daughters.  It never hurts to ask because if you don’t ask then you are much less likely to get.  But that does not mean screaming ‘gimme gimme gimme’ is gonna net you anything either.

This is the forum post that started me writing this, but since it is post 967 in a 59 page threadnaught I am going to assume a LOT of you missed it.  So for all my readers (both of you) this will get the information a bit more disseminated.

1)  Stay calm.  People block out screaming rage monkeys and move on or grab popcorn and place bets as to how long till they burst a vein.  What they don’t do is listen to the content.  You might as well be yelling that the Kaiser wants your string.  Calm.

2) Sauce.  If you are venturing a wild ass guess, personal anecdote, or graffiti you read on a bathroom stall . . . fine.  But that will not get a lot of traction with people who deal with numbers and facts.  “Everybody is unsubbing” is easily proven or disproven.  Do so.  Show your work, show the math, show the source.  This is true when I am marking math and physics and it is true with posts as well.

3)  Suggest.  And not in vague terms.  I take people to task for saying ‘fix null’ because that is not a plan, it is a goal.  Specifics, dammit.  ‘The drone bay is too small’ would be better phrased. ‘make the drone bay 150 m3′

4)  Ramifications.  Sure having a freighter with a sig size of 7 and a warp speed of 25 au/sec would be nice but what effect would it have on other parts of the game?  Are you looking at the whole game or just your little piece of it?

5) Write well, spell and format the sucker.  make it easy to read so people do.  Hard to believe but I have found that even some DEVS are people.  The rest are lizards in people suits.  Watch the eyes THE EYESSSSS.  

6) A tiny bit of back-reading would help.  Is yours a new idea or is it the proverbial dead horse.  If you have listened to Podside you know I am not against going over old topics in hopes of shaking something new out but I do do my reading and ask questions in hopes of a new idea.

I use this as often as I can, when dealing with people who write me new ideas and when talking to CCP.  The better you use this sort of thing the better your ideas are received and the more you can get done.

It is not rocket science, even if we are talking about internet spaceships.  Common courtesy . . . isn’t that common.  But you do get listened to when you use a modicum of it.  Unless you are on Podside, then you HAVE to bull over the other speakers at times or you will never be heard.

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OOC Just because I’ve said nothing

Does not mean that I’ve have done nothing.

Or that we (the CSM) have been slacking off. Far from it.  Thing is, as usual, we have little we can bring before you until CCP devs say it first.  It is part of the deal of being on the CSM and the dreaded three letters, NDA.

Sometimes we have been listened to, sometimes we have not.  But then this happens in any relationship (Those of you who are married know what I mean) Some topics of discussion wil never see the light of day and it is supposed to be that way.  As a result things look quiet, from the outside.

But here we are, three months in and rapidly approaching the first summit for CSM9.  Topics are being chosen, positions being built.  We have survived TWO releases, Kronos and Crius, and are rapidly approaching a third, Hyperion.  With quicker turnaround our topics shift and grow and if they are not talking about something you know a lot about . . . wait five minutes.  But do not wait too long . . . or the topic will shift again.

Fortunately we have had managed to maintain a good turnaround time with the CSM being there for questions from CCP.  Sometimes it is just a chat pointer to the forums for us to comment before they go public soon after.  By soon it could be hours, not days.  I marvel at how fast things do change and the turnaround of work that I see from my side of the fence.

There are times that I hate the NDA.  When I am on a podcast (like Podside, for example) and I have to quiet down just as the discussions hit interesting topics because I don’t want to wander too close to things I know or should not talk about.  I have a WIDE span for those rules so you cannot use my silence as a ‘getting warmer’ type indicator. But silence . . . I am a chatty kind of guy and so you should know and understand that if I am not chatting with you I am probably finding some other outlet for my voice.

Yup, send sympathy notes to Fozzie, Leeloo, Falcon, Rise, Logibro et al

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OOC Finger and toes

I feel I’ve stepped out of the wilderness
All squint eyed and confused
But even babies raised by wolves
They know exactly when they’ve been used

See when it starts
To fall apart
Man, it really falls apart
Like boots or hearts
Oh when they start
They really fall apart

Fingers and toes, fingers and toes
Forty things we share
Forty one if you include
The fact that we don’t care -Tragically Hip, Fingers and Toes

Nope, I am not bitter (yet) but I have been in a LOT of discussions about Eve and less play happens as a result.  Between personally imposed projects and sudden topic squirrels that I have to chase down I barely manage to log in and do a bit of trade or make something.

Which leads me to my first question for you. I hear folks say that Eve is primarily a PvP game and that PvE players need to learn to accept that or ‘go back to WoW’.

No.  Because I do not believe the premise that Eve is a PvP game.  I believe that it is a game that has PvP as an aspect of it and that is an entirely different kettle of fish.  There were folks who brought in the market PvP aspects and said that darn near everything we do has an influence on the game but I do not know that that makes it PvP.

So I looked a little further and I am still getting some answers from the folks who made the game. I do not even expect them to be allowed to have the last word, though, because this game is far more than they ever intended.  We the players made that so much more and in ways that the makers never expected us to do.

You, the reader, presumably play this game called Eve.  It is a common ground that we meet upon.  But that being said, I have no expectation that we share more (other than fingers and toes). We each find in the game what we bring to it, we feed the wolves in our own souls with what we make of Eve. It is so many things and so much more than a three letter designation. Go on, try to explain Eve in one or two sentences. Did you cover it? Did you include things like the Angel Project? Goons? Industry and the Market? Is it possible to sum up the mass creation of not just the company but what we, the players, have added to the game?

Probably not.

Which is why I get my hackles up when someone dismisses another persons gameplay with ‘Eve is PvP, live with it’.  I will revisit this, after I have spoken to some more people but I wanted to get the topic out there and see what you had to say.


What do you think Eve Is

How do you explain it in an elevator pitch?

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