“With the Winter expansion possibly being named ‘Crucible’, it certainly is a melting pot of refinements and tweaks aimed at making the EVE experience smoother and more wholesome. If the developers suddenly found themselves some spare resources and approached you for an additional feature to include before release, what single concept would you pitch them and how would you implement it?
For bonus points, the one thing lacking from this “patchwork” of iterations is a cohesive storyline to package “The Crucible” together. How could this expansion be marketed to potential new customers?”
He closed the news channel down and stared up at the ceiling. “Something is up but I cannot put my finger on it.”
Free looked over and frowned but held her peace knowing a Gallente man could not and would not stay quiet for long. She was right.
“You ever hear the saying once is bad luck, twice is coincidence . . . ”
‘Three times is enemy action. Yes, that is why we constantly shift our tactics. Last thing we want is the Slavers to start noticing what we are doing.” She looked at him sideways. “What are you looking at that is making you worried?”
“Good things, on the surface.” Mike waved a hand in the air and smiled. “The Talos is going to be a beauty, been talking to some guys who have been in the test flights and they all seem to like it . . . ”
“But?” She prompted.
“But the Amarr, Caldari, and Minmatar are all getting similar ships at the same damn time. It is like the corps had a meeting and decided now was the right time to release these glass cannons. That is what they are, Free, big guns and no armor . . . kinda like you when you are dancing.” He grinned
She threw a cushion at him laughing. “So you think that counts as some sort of enemy action?”
“Hear me out. I just got notice that I am going to have to spend a day in my ship while they ‘redesign’ this luxurious suite. I asked around and a lot of pilots are getting this in a lot of stations. When you have worked a mission have you ever wished you could have complete access for a day to the targets home?”
She stopped laughing. “Yes.” A small pause. “You are only at ‘two’, aren’t you?”
Mike nodded and continued. “They are making some major changes to the POS mechanics including simplifying fuel management to the point that any monkey can start thinking about setting one up.” He ticked off his fingers as he continued his list. “Gallente guns are being retooled, jump bridge security protocols are shifting, filters for overwhelming forces are being revamped so ships don’t shut down when too many things happen at once, planetary complexes are getting better operations systems for greater efficiency, boosters . . . some of the side effects are being removed encouraging more people to use chemical edges for a bit more combat advantage.”
“All of these are good things, aren’t they?”
“One at a time, yeah. But all at once? It is like someone has been saving them up and then is overwhelming us with these additions. Pilots won’t know where to go or what to try next. I dunno why but when too many good things happen I start to think I am being lead down the primrose path.”
“So what could be the evil plot behind all of this, Nostrodummy?” She asked curiously.
He jumped off of the couch and ran into the kitchen, returning a moment later with some tinfoil which he molded to his head and twisted to give himself some credible viking horns. “There, now their mind control and monitoring won’t get me.” He laughed in a strange skittering giggle that made Free a bit nervous. “I think we are being set up by someone with a bit more subtlety the Kuvey-Bear Sansha. All these glass cannons and the POS’s and the boosters . . . I think one of the Cartels may be getting ready to make a move. They have the engineers and tech to push and/or hold back tech until they want it released. They want people to make nice big fat targets so they make POS’s easier and convince us to fly ships that shoot big and blow up easy. I wouldn’t be surprised if there isn’t a new modification to salvagers that is going to make for better salvage on wrecks. All of the good things feel like they are encouraging a new level of violence and economic reasons for us to wander off into lowsec. It is setting the nulls up to have bigger and bigger wars. It . . . bah” He knocked the hat off and started laughing so hard he fell off of the couch.
“Woo hoo! It is going to be great and I am looking forward to all of it. I can play paranoid for a bit but in the end I just want to get my hands on some of that stuff. I already have buddies asking me to get them some blueprints for Customs stations with my concord connections.”
“Going to make a profit on all of this. like your advisor told you?”
“Nope, They are friends.” Mike looked up at her from the floor and grinned. “Like you, only not as beautiful.”
She looked at him on the floor and smiled. “It is almost time for me to head back out. I wouldn’t want to outstay my welcome.”
Mike sighed and nodded. “I understand, but I will leave this suite keyed for you, if you even need a rabbit hole to jump down. You need any funds?”
“We always need funds. But I am not asking for charity.” Free straightened a little which did marvelous things from Mikes point of view.
“Concord pays me well. Have your people send me some drop info for how and where I can make a deposit or two. Free, be careful out there. You are the only girl I know who uses her pod status to do more out of the ship than in.” He held up a hand which she took to pull him to his feet.
“Do you really think there is something going on?” She asked as he balled up the tinfoil and tossed it back into the kitchen.
“Free, this is New Eden. There is always something going on and usually you know nothing about it until it shoots you or your wallet is empty. Yes, I think there is something going on but I am like the optimistic twin.”
“Old joke . . . ”
I want to thank Seismic for keeping this going. I am sloow to write this down because I let it ricochet about my skull for a few days and then suddenly Skyrim
Some of the folks are right, there is not a lot of real connections between all the GOOD things about to happen to us. Doesn’t mean that I cannot make one up for my own amusement.
BFF and papercuts fixing is fantastic but it is hard to market to new players as being a great thing. “Now with working systems!”
Why are the pirate faction ships better?
I’ll try to remember to tell the joke next time.
Oh, If you want someone with a few Concord points to get you a customs office . . . drop me a line. I could stand to sell a few, having saved up some points.
Comments here will count as entries into a draw for a couple of faction mods for tanking. We may need them soon.
fly it like you won it