Big Jobs

He had five files open and was working on the main project when the comms gave a signature chime that meant the powers that be had released the Minutes.  Minimizing all the other files he settled back and read what the current CSM had been up to, making notes, just in case he wound up on a podcast again.

“Lessee,”  he murmured opening up the document and starting at the top, “Blah blah blah welcome to the meeting, what do you hope to get done even though we already set the agenda weeks ago?”

Yukiko explained that his focus was on opportunities •

Innominate is worried about the static nature of the map •

Aryth is concerned with making sure that moon mineral rebalance and drilling goes smoothly •

Judge is concerned with ship and module balance •

Steve was focused on finishing the structure replacement •

Suitonia is concerned with PVP across the game, especially with how people get into PVP •

Rhiload is concerned about PVP and structures •

Jin’taan is focused on improving the velocity of balancing •

Noobman is focused on structure and capital warfare

“I wonders iffen this is what they ran on, what the folks who think that they were being represented hoped they were electing.”  Mike thought of opening up old campaign promises to check but decided he had enough on his platter right now.  “Then they hit the Roadmap, yeah no surprise that one is blanked out.  One of my fav parts of the first day but ‘for yer eyes only’ type stuff.”  He poured himself a coffe and settled back down to read on.

“Production, choosing who does what, who works where, what projects are ‘on’ and which have to wait.  A lot of hard hard decisions come out of here.  Captains quarters closed down, for example.

CCP Vertex asked the CSM what they had heard and what sort of sentiment they saw with regards to the removal of Captain’s Quarters, to which they replied that they had not seen many people making many complaints

“Really?”  Mike chuckled, “Ah well, I guess we listen to different folks.”

TheJudge added that the biggest issue that people had was that the removal of Captain Quarters destroyed hope of further development of walking in stations.

“Hope is a hard thing to destroy and it dies messy.”  Mike sipped his coffee and moved on to the next, Genesis.  Resource Wars.

“Somethin new to fight about, eh?  Like we needs that . . . ”  He leaned back and spoke from memory

Thou, why, thou wilt quarrel with a man that hath a hair more or a hair less in his beard than thou hast. Thou wilt quarrel with a man for cracking nuts, having no other reason but because thou hast hazel eyes. What eye but such an eye would spy out such a quarrel? Thy head is as full of quarrels as an egg is full of meat, and yet thy head hath been beaten as addle as an egg for quarreling. Thou hast quarreled with a man for coughing in the street because he hath wakened thy dog that hath lain asleep in the sun. Didst thou not fall out with a tailor for wearing his new doublet before Easter? With another, for tying his new shoes with old ribbon? And yet thou wilt tutor me from quarreling!

“Yeah, we don’t needs the push but a new fight or contest basis is a nice change.”

Mike looked at the next section and grimaced.  “Oh, this one is always fun.”  he skimmed what had been said and nodded.  “Yeah usual thoughts and wrongness.  You’d think that we would learn, over the years.

CCP Guard then asked what the CSM sees as a perfect lowsec.

Aryth stated he sees it as a nullsec with training wheels, so without the need to build infrastructure and services. Yukiko added he sees it as a PVP area without the need for looking after stuff. Jin’taan reiterated that there are people who are worried that they will lose strategic content. The CSM also brought up that lowsec has some unique PVE, namely level 5s.

Mike snorted, “training wheels nullsec”  He sipped his coffee and went back over it.  “I guess when you only know nullsec you see all other parts of space as perversions of it.  I wonder if Hisec is just ‘rules heavy nullsec’.  Glad to see Steve and Rhiload bringing up some real concerns mind you.  Good job.”

“Huh. Nother closed session on clones and access.  I always did wonder when they chose the names alpha and omega if there realized there was an entire alphabet in between.  I suppose we will find out, one of these days.”

Mike grinned.  “Heh, Economics session.  I always love this one.  Yeah they talked about the price of Plex.  Oh ho, Aryth explained how the price is being manipulated by players, pushed up by players. And another acknowledgement by the powers that be that they can step in and have the tools and means to do so, IF they decide that it is necessary.  I do like the talk around escrow scams though.”

He tapped and scrolled and grinned.  “Ah, more things to do.  Still not sure about why, though.  But I do like ‘events’ and hope more start to paint a bigger picture.  Set pieces are all well and good but sometimes a bit of history moving and ‘I was there moments’ last a lot longer.

He read a bit more and leaned back.  “I don’t expect I will be doing a lot of moon mining but it is nice to see they got right into that topic and it widened as it should.  I like that Jib spoke up about timezone tanking.  Jackpot mining is nice but what the hell is an eldritch horror?  Might be interesting.  Key takeaway i have from the Moon session is that there WAS a lot of give and take when the chat went from possibles to upcoming.”



If you vote then you should watch to see that your vote was well represented.  This is where you look.  Now understand that if the person is not named that does not mean they did not speak up, just that they did not make the minutes.  Each of these sessions is a minimum of an hour long and a lot is said that doesn’t make it in.  By the end of it?  Everybody is worn down.

This covers my small side commentary of the first 20 pages of a 49 page document

But you should glance through it yourself, looking for the nuggets that directly impact your gameplay.  It may not be something that I noted or thought directly worth commenting on.

I will write the second half and some more stuff in the near future . . . oh, one other thing

Yeah, that happened.  Or, as ISD Arooga put it . . . man they must be unable to find any content.

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Little Jobs

“See, the thing is,”  Mike continued.  “I am not sure who we are working for and why they are paying in such an odd way.  Boosters instead of cash?  It just feels sketchy.”

Scotty shrugged.  “Things have been tested 7 ways from Sunday.  They do what they say the will do and don’t seem to have any side-effects.”

“None chemical.”  Mike muttered,  “But they are getting capsuleers used to coming in and ‘doing things’ according to someone else’s agenda.  It just rubs me the wrong way.  Hell I seem to be making progress just because I poked my head into some sites as I often do and popped a few Sansha.  Suddenly, I have a booster to claim.  Feels almost Pavlovian and  . . . ”  Mike harrumphed and sipped his coffee.  “Learning to act on reflex and depend on muscle memory is all well and good until you slip and . . . oh leave the ring of battle in a blaze of glory.”

“That final was amazing.  No question about it.”  Scotty had a huge grin on his face and so did Mike.  “I figure you were going nuts with all the Drakes there, though why a good Gallente soul like yourself would care?”

“Because I spent years in that hull and it did me well day in and day out.  Because it has such a bad rap these days that people have made it into a joke and I love that brick.  It always (almost) got the job done for me.  And sometimes, at the end of the day, getting a job done and done well is what makes a win.”

“Well, they sure as hell won, today.  Wouldn’t mind getting one of those ships.”

“You and me both.  Way I see it . . . ”  Mike paused as his comm chimed oddly, he stared at it for a moment before opening the message.

“Problems?”  Scotty asked.

“No, just someone else askin me to do a little job for them.”

Scotty frowned.  He knew that specific message tone and it had not made that sound in a few years.  But why would they be calling him now?  He quietly watched Mikes face for a clue and saw a slow smile grow, the smile Mike usually got just before he went off to do something that might earn him another medal from Kry.  Mike paid the tab and headed out quickly making his excuses almost out of reflex.

Scotty waited till he was well clear before he started to laugh.  Asking Mike to do a small job was like thinking the lighting a fuse meant that there would be a small fire.  What he did not know was Mike was also laughing as he headed off to his office to start making notes and calls.  Laughing for the exact same reason.



You running any of the Lucky Strikes?  I ran a few but almost as an afterthought.  I am still not sure what I think of dailies.

If you missed the finals of the Alliance tournament, go watch the last bout.  It was an awesome and brutal match swinging both ways so fast  . . . just holy crap.  I was on the edge of my seat.

If you are curious what medals Kry has given me?  Look me up while in game.

If you are curious about the last bit?  Good.  Hopefully something will come of that too.  But I do have a big grin on my face.

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Mike docked and exited the ship, walking slowly up to the restaurant level and found a place that served decent sandwiches and coffee.  He looked out over the concourse and sighed.  It had been a quiet run through Caldari space, a few folks who knew him waving as he went by but no new pilots noticing his call or offer.

But there had been an offer made to him. Some group called The Agency had a series of ‘this and that’ tasks that he could easily do on the fly while making the rounds in the Bus.  The pay was not the best but a bit of pocket change would be welcome and it broke up the day to take a side field trip.

Which brought him to the latest lesson.  Finding the roads not taken.  Sometimes you wanted to be with a group and he wished like hell more rookies paid attention but when it came to exploration it was nice to have a system to yourself.  Even the rookies sometimes asked how to find unmined belts and he had made a lesson just for them of how to use Dotlan and specifically  how to find the lesser trafficked areas using stats like ship kills, npc kills and jumps.  How to look at a map and find the dead-ends where there was less through traffic and a better chance of finding things others had not come looking for.  Islands and the implications of them, both hi and low.

He sighed and stirred his coffee idly.  Casual,  that was what he was in spite of the time he put in.  There were no demands for how long or when he flew save those of his own whims.  No clock to punch or minimum isk to earn just drop into the ship and go.  He eyes the news and sat up, seeing the potential for the opposite type of lifestyle.

  1. A refinery that is deployed at the correct spot beside a moon can fit and online a special moon drilling service module. Only one structure can mine each moon at a time.

  2. The owners will then setup the fracking operation, with larger chunks taking longer time to be drilled from the moon.

  3. The moon drilling module begins blasting a chunk of the moon away from its surface and dragging it towards the structure. This process takes between one and several weeks depending on the choices made by the structure owner. Observers can watch the chunk move through space as a way of estimating when it will reach the Refinery.

  4. Once the chunk of moon rock has completed its journey into space, the Refinery can use its drill module to detonate the chunk into a minable asteroid field. The exact time of the detonation is controlled by the owners of the Refinery within limits. If the chunk is left unattended long enough it will disintegrate into the asteroid field on its own.

  5. The new asteroid field that appears with the explosion of the chunk will contain new types of valuable ores that will yield moon minerals when reprocessed. The composition of the field will depend on the composition of moon materials available in the moon. The field will generally remain far enough away from the Refinery structure that you won’t be able to effectively mine it from docking range but close enough for a pilot controlling the Refinery to be able to cover the friendly miners and/or attack uninvited guests.

  6. Once the chunk has exploded, the drilling module can begin fracturing a new part of the moon to start the process again.

Timing, order, sequences to be scheduled and followed.  Mike shuddered.  Not for him but he followed up on the conversations surrounding it, both support and outcries of anger.  (although he knew they could announce almost anything and get the same mix)  The usual suspects spoke on the matter and in the end?  Mike saw it is a good step forward.  More pilots would be needed, not just a single supervisor.  More opportunity to make a play for a steal or find a lot of juicy targets in a single spot.

<memo to self, Spectre fleet contacts need to be updated, might be some fun, ahead>

Mike chuckled at the note and finished his coffee.  Uitra and the second pass through Caldari space then on to Gallente and a stop at home.  He had a spring in his step thinking of seeing family and friends again.



cry all you want, the mining shift looks like a decent change.

The Agency event is meh, for now, but I have some ideas burbling in the back of my head about it.

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OOC Why followed by ‘did it work’

The Data:
Let’s set the stage for the decision by taking sample of 5 days in June. During that timeframe 10.6 Trillion ISK was rewarded in bounties. Of that:

  • 22.3% (2.3T) of the ISK was generated by 1.4% of characters earning bounties, using Supercarriers
  • 24.2% (2.6T) of the ISK was generated by 4.8% of characters earning bounties, using Carriers
  • 19.1% (2T) of the ISK was generated by 16.6% of characters earning bounties, using T1 Cruisers

Just under half (46.5%) of the bounties earned during the time period was generated by Supercarriers and Carriers, meaning a small percent of the population received a huge portion of the total bounties.

— CCP Larrikin

This came out yesterday and set off memories of protests in 2011 of the 99% vs the 1%.  It is amazing how well the issues line up.  Only thing is? the people nominally in charge of fixing it are not heavily in the pockets of one side or the other, they just want the economy to continue on.  (Oh but they DO try to get get their own pocket politicians, or so I am told)

From 2011

1% of the people take nearly a quarter of the nation’s income … In terms of wealth rather than income, the top 1% control 40% … [as a result] the top 1% have the best houses, the best educations, the best doctors, and the best lifestyles, but there is one thing that money doesn’t seem to have bought: an understanding that their fate is bound up with how the other 99% live. Throughout history, this is something that the top 1% eventually do learn. Too late.[10]

Read that then the first quote for the people in Supercarriers.  The numbers damn near match up, don’t they?  I will enjoy 1% people (or their spokesmen) explaining this in terms of trickle down economics when I always feel the only thing trickling down is then pissing on we poor folk and laughing the whole while.

But something was shown to be true.  CCP still listens to the players, still answers and still meets to discuss options when there is an issue that ignites the players.  Oh they do not give everyone everything they ask for (see sov) but a well reasoned argument, even buried in a threadnaught or as a threadnaught does sway the change the course of the great ship this game is.  I did not plow through this particular threadnaught as I do not own a super nor do I make beaucoup isk (dank, is the isk dank?) in null.  But I did read bits here and there and saw that, between the screaming monkeys, some decent questions and arguments.

For me, when faced with CCP changes to Eve, I always ask 2 questions.  What was the motivation/goal of this change and how will you measure its success.  If there are solid answers to those then I sit back and watch the change happen and see if it WAS successful.

Laugh, play the game, don’t be swayed by any wall of tears of rich people wishing to be richer.  Isk is not the endgame, it is a set of numbers that some assign a value to.  If they assign the wrong value it is called RMT and then it is the end game.  That is what I plan to do.

Oh and my personal opinion of the Super nerf?  Don’t have one so I don’t have one but I do agree that the 1% mentality of some players could easily be more toxic than any nerf. If CCP works really hard at keeping 1% of the players happy?  Well, you do the math on that one, won’t you?

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Mike was docked in the School In the Pasha system and trying to cut through a pastry that left a lot to be desired.  The run had been  . . . . quiet but gave him a lot to think about, just the same.  Since he had been asked to not advertise in certain protected spaces his response in the Career systems HAD diminished but he kept at it.

It was the conversations that he had engaged in that made his stop for a decent cup of coffee and a slice of cardboard masquerading as a strudel of some sort.  He pushed the pastry away and prayed it did not poison some poor fedo.  He returned to his message back to Tanta.

So, I am working my way through Amarr space and thinking that it be a lot more quiet of late, hereabouts.  I find the biggest crowds of starting pilots in the Gallente and Caldari systems.  I figure that folks go where they figure the living to be ‘easy’ not realizing that the path less taken may be easier to run along.  Lemming reflex, I call it.  Go thattaway because everyone else is.  Ah well.

One system had a lot of folks who didn’t seem to understand my comms but I still managed to hand off a ship or two and got a Спасибо in return.  They probably had no idea of what the hell was going on but a ship is a ship, eh?  Like I said, quiet run whgich gave me a biit of time to actually meet some folks and chat for a bit. 

For example I was doing a small resupply in Amarr proper.  Now I have spent the time modifying my comms to edit out spam and scam and a decent conversation with the local IS possible once you make those adjustment.  Met an artist called Tenla Amarr.


Had a good eye for images and photography and I enjoyed a small gallery of her work.  Few others were  chatting along as well and it was like walking into a pub and making some new friends.  Oh I teased a few, here and there . . . especially the CODE supporters but it was all good natured and nobody seemed to get hot under the collar. 

Then, while making the run I got a indicator that there was a class happening and I decided to hotdrop to see what was being taught.  Eve Uni does announce classes and anybody can log in.  This one was being run by Seamus Donohue and was already in full swing by the time I arrived.  he was calm and patient and answered questions very thoroughly and let me toss my 2 cents in as well.  (which I did)  Only strike I could say against him was that he did not Know what the Bus was. (but he did let me explain)

Of all the trade hubs ya know?  I like Amarr the best. Good prices, friendly folks, nice scenery.  Oh not to slag Dodixie but it is not the capital Amarr is.  Don’t tell Free I said that, though.  I might not live through her displeasure.  Now if only I could find a place that could cook a decent pastry.

My love to all, see you next pass in Gallente space


He closed the comm and shoved the pastry even further awah, finished his coffee (called covfefe for some odd reason) and headed back for the hanger.  Time for the second Amarr lap and then on to Caldari space



Dammit folks, read local, speak in local, encourage others to at least keep an eye on it

when in Amarr the Bus hands out Amarr ships (duh)

My current favourites are



2017. still am not happy with a cruiser fit for alphas in the Amarr line, working on an arbi but may backtrack and try an Omen instead.


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Molok and Chemosh

“There be sometin speshul when da big stumble.  It be even mo’ fun iffen dey is tripped.  Ya know what I am sayin, mon?”  Ev was leaning back against a ship that had been mothballed and they all were laughing.  “Look at dees two glorious bastids. and;

One of the hanger crew squinted at the kills.  “So?  A couple of Testes got kicked by Goons.  What else is new?”

Another crewman looked a little closer and asked “What the heck is a Molok and a Cremosh?”

“Chemosh ya ill iterate.  They be Blood raider capital ships and those are the plans for them.  The reason you haven’t seen them is this is the first time capsuleers have gotten their hands on even the prints.”

“And they both were lost?”  The first hanger crewman asked plaintively.

Ev roared with laughter.  “They were.  The Impies managed to figure out the hole in the defenses of the Blood Raiders Shipyard and they exploited that hole.  Who woulda thought dat a small ship could be such a big threat to a large structure?”


Ev shrugged.  “Some people figure bigger is safe and smaller is weak.  Dey sometimes right, but not this time.  Impies, dey brought punishers so dey don’t has ta reload.  But hard to keep sometjin like this quiet and other folks showed up in other ships.”

“Like claws”  Someone added.

“Like claws.  Testes, dey waited and watched and swooped in as tings was blowin up and grabbed the goods.  Of course running into the centre of the target zone aint dat healthy.  First one made the grab and ran, blowed up and lost one blueprint.  His backup scooped the remaining and continued the run but he didn’t get much further.  But when he went?  so id the othe blueprint.  So we aint gonna see one o those ships for a while, yet.”

“So who won?”  A confused voice asked.

“Depends on who ya ask.  Testes managed a theft right under the noses of the Impies.”

“He means Goons.”  Someone stage whispered.

“But dey didn’t get away wit it and the Impiers did figure out the hole and exploit the hell out of it.  Personal like?  I think they all won.  Only real losers was the Blood Raiders and I wont even day my heart bleeds for dem because dey might like dat.”



Yes, you can have more than one winner.

Yes I wish I had been there.

Yes it is a great story.

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Practice and Training

“Encore . . . point!  encore, encore, center yourself mes petits.  Always keep your centre.”  Tanta watched the students with a critical eye as they continued to do the same steps over and over and over.

The knife flew as the vegetables became even chunks and then were apportioned to individual plates, ready to be added.  Scotty watched Mike cook and asked.  “How do yo manage not to slice your fingers off?”

Mike smiled and said.  “I was trained before I practiced, it makes a difference.”

“Encore but slower. Each move is a critical part of the whole, each move.  You will do it all correctly be fore we put it together or there is no point, no point at all.”  She stamped her cane to the rhythm and they started again.

The knife flew and embedded deep into the target and then was shattered as the followup fire struck.  Free smiled at the resultant hole and reached for another knife and holstered the gun turning to face away from the target and pushed the button for the silhouette to start moving.  Hefting the knife in her palm she waited for the starting sound, that of a weapon sliding out of leather.

*sshhht*, spin, thud, bang and another target was destroyed.

Beyond the safety glass a the firing room tech talked to her personal one.  “She always train this hard?”

Corey winced.  “Don’t let her hear you say that.  She is very picky about the difference between training and practice.  Today is practice.”  He looked down to make sure the holorecording was still running.  “If she doesn’t like what she sees, later, then it will be back to training.”


Across the stars the two voices, Scotty and the firing room tech asked in unison.  “What’s the difference?”

The children sprawled on the floor, exhausted from doing the same moves over and over and over again, each time one of them had been corrected, perfected.  For the last half hour Madam had not corrected any of them . . . She now stood there letting them catch their breath and smiled.

“Now you all know the right way to do it.  Now you all WILL do it right or we will repeat this training.  Now you know what to practice, you know it well.  Training teaches you HOW and practice burns it deep.  If I lets you practice how to do someting wrong den DAT is gonna be burnt deep, too.  We done want that, we don’t.”  Her cane thumped for emphasis.

“Regardez.” The cane dropped to the side and Madam did a silent dance gliding across the floor as though gravity was no longer a concern of hers.  The children watches, muscles twitching as they wished to be up there, doing the same movement, the same ease of perfection.  “Training, then practice, then check the practice to make sure the training holds.  Dat is how we learn here, that is how, yes?”

The chorus of assent came from all the young students and the struggled to their feet to begin to practice what they had learned without being told to.  Tanta smiled.  That was the hidden lesson, the one never told, that learning only happened, training only worked, practice only perfected, if the the student wanted it so.

The knives were gone and she walked from the room taking the recording from Corey.  “Arrange for a flight to Gallente space, Dodixie.  We will find out own way from there.  I need to ask some training questions.”

Corey nodded and moved away.  He knew better than to ask where or why.


“Mise en place,”  Mike said.  “You make everything right then you do it right.”  He started assembly of the various bowls into a concoction that simmered and each move looked effortless because the hard part had already been done.  That is how training and practice came together.  Do it right and it works, do it perfectly and sometimes it looks so easy that an outsider would think they could do the same without the practice and without the training to back it up.



You can take this a couple of different ways.  The tournament season will be cranking up and there are teams that DO practice and practice a lot.  They try to get it right and then burn that right down to the bone so in the heat of the moment, adrenaline running, they will still get it right out of pure reflex and muscle memory

Make a ship right, fit it right, and you will do better than with a whatever fits approach.  Mise en place.  Do the hard work ahead of time.  Good tournament teams do that, too.  Fleet compositions and alternatives, plan for banned ships.

I have gotten good at Rookie Help because I take corrections and try to incorporate them into being better, answering quicker and more precisely (but sometimes with more works because rookies do not understand our eve-jargon yet.  “What’s a rat?”  I have links in a dozen or more note pages ready for the common questions.  “Anyone have an overview?  How do I know which asteroids are where?  How do you fit a   . . ”  I try to be ready.  All the components cut, prepared, ready to link.

Even way back when I started I had a buddy try to lock and shoot me as I learned then practiced the mwd cloak trick until I was smooth enough to be hopeful for my survival.  But even before Eve I had this drummed into me by some of my hobbies.  One instructor told me I was ‘too fast’ in a sport that demanded speed (fencing).  He said I had bad habits and hid them with speed but in the end I would plateau too soon and be unable to get better because the practiced bad would be an anchor slowing me down.  We went back to basics and I had to learn it right, learn it slow THEN begin again to get faster.  Training then practice.

Do you, in Eve train?  Practice?

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Catching you up OOC

  1.  I am not mad at CCP nor do I think they screwed me over.  They have set rules about the content of Rookie Help Chat and I am thankful for the two and a half years that they let me walk right on the line.
  2. I am still a strong believer in masking communities stronger and hope we can find and implement ways/channels/whatever to point the rookies in the right direction.  I am talking social circles, here, not sending them straight to some of the big Cops and alliances (much as I do appreciate what they do for the game)

so I was in rookie help chat and music came up, that lead to where players could access eve music offline (soundcloud)  From there some of the old radio stations came up (There was a miners radio for Eve?) and I mentioned and linked Eve radio.  Out of habit I opened the link myself to make sure it was still good and started listening.  The music was what I call rock and roll and they were talking about getting a fleet together.  I managed to finish the Gallente swing of the Bus run and hightail it up to Amarr in time to join a kitchen sink fleet.

Look, it is not my fault.  Gremlins happen.  DJ Accy dropped and couold not get back on after chatting with me for a few minuted but Wakkachu stepped up, got the fleet rolling and we headed out.  Now I want to say right off that this was a very new player friendly fleet.  He started out slow and paused on agtes even in hisec ot make sure everyone was understanding the flight/orders.  We swung into low and the fleet aligned and warped as one (I only got lost and 3j off of the fleet once.)  As we went deeper we started to see hints of targets, a Thrasher followed nad was followed by us, each hoping the othert would make a mistake. Neither of us did.  Then, in Sahtogas, we saw the hints of a small group forming up.  A loki came and checked us out then left, soon he brought back friends.    And we fought.  Losses were on both sides as we slowly burned through the Vigilant, Myrmidon, Sacrelige and Loki  while we lost a Gila, Vexor, and Magus (FC). The four pilots from Pasta were willing to stand and fight and so were we.

In the aftermath Wakkachu commented that this was a rarity in Eve.  A good solid fight that could have gone either way.  It was fun and I am sure I was not the only one who had a touch of the shakes and a grin on my face.  GF’s were exchanged in local and I accidentally linked the killmail there instead of in fleet (I apologize to Pasta, this was unintentional and not mean tempered in any way.)  We then took a moment and headed back to hisec and I left fleet, happy and a big grin on my face.

See?  Eve is like that.  I can choose to do things and if I decide to mine (which I did on the weekend) then Eve is boring/zen(depending on who you ask, I enjoyed the peace).  If I choose to go looking for fleets and pvp? Well that was there also.  But HOW the HELL do we show that to the rookies?

3) I am thinking of actually applying to be a speaker at EveVegas because you all need some rest after pubcrawls and I can talk a room to sleep anytime.  Problem is?  Can Linq soundsystems handle Canadian Gremlins>

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Ups and Downs

The ship drifted, a local safe spot made long ago during a war was now just a nice place to ‘pull over’ and think.  It had been a mixed week.  He had flown in a fleet, been part of a pair of kills and, in turn, lost his own ship.  That had been the ‘up’ part of the week.  He had made the usual stops in career systems and helped a few pilots along their way.  Some answered, most didn’t but the routine was a comfortable one.  A quick call in rookie help to remind pilots to keep an eye on local and then call in local to see who would like  a free fitted ship and was relatively new.

Oh the accusations happened, now and again.  That he was a scammer or was somehow setting the pilots up for failure but for the most part it was same old same old.  Two years of doing the Bus Runs had built into a nice routine.  He could keep an eye on the news, on things coming and things that might come and still keep on the go.

But now?

The Powers the Be had politely but firmly informed Mike that he was not to ‘advertise’ the Bus in Rookie Help Chat, anymore.  He sighed.  It didn’t stop him from doing the rounds, just hamstrung one of the best ways to get in touch with new players.  He had agreed, hoped for better but agreed.  They had allowed him more than two years before they pulled that particular plug and he would find other ways to get the attention of the new pilots.

Maybe take a page from the Signal Cartel and start with fireworks?  He  smiled.  There was always something . . . it was time to experiment.  Close one door?  I will find a window or a chimney.  He set the destination for the next stop and left the safe spance, once more on the move.



Yup, still making runs and yes I do need to get the rookies attention.  I REALLY need to find someone with the skills and software to make me a billboard spot for in the station, after all they gotta remove the CSM camnpaign ads soon, why not get in on that?  The young are always attracted by bright movement.


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Eight by eight

He has an collage projected up on the wall,  pictures of pilots, 8 across and 8 down.8x8.jpg“What’s that rogues gallery for?”  Scotty looked up at the display and tried to remember if he had met any of them before, a few looked familiar.

“CSM Election.  64 candidates passed the first hurdle of basic literacy and the ability to follow simple written instructions.  Now I have to narrow it down . . . a LOT.”  Mike answered, still staring at the board.

“We going to do the roll call again?  Naming each and saying yeah or nay?”

“Sixty freaking four times?  No.  I am going to do them in small bunches and do some group eliminations.  Then do a more detailed examination of the ones that remain.”

“Sounds efficient but how do you do group eliminations without being . . . well, too heavy handed?”  Scotty squinted at some of the photos SURE he knew the faces.

Mike looked down at one hand and smiled.  “Perhaps, but if we are gonna get through dis ting, we needs da ‘eavy ‘and.”  He fiddled with his comma little and faces on the grid began to dim.

Scotty nodded at some of them, ones he recognized.  “Null?”

“Those with a strong backing of the null alliances do not need your average hisec pubbie to foul the purity of their vote.  Either they have the support of those who fly with them or they don’t.  Iffen they don’t then there is likely a reason for that and I should not vote for them then, either.    Now this is not to say that there are not some damn fine folks in there, incumbents, for example and I hope that their own damn people will be stepping up to the plate for them.  But I won’t.”  Mike tapped the comm and more faces faded.

“If they is not willing to make an effort beyond a ‘vote for me’ post then they is not worth making the effort to vote FOR.:  I want people able to engage with CCP and with the players.  If they cannot show basic skills in that direction then . . . no.”

Scotty looked closer at the board and grinned.  “Not bad. But you still have almost 40 to go through.  Any other filters?”

“I could make up some rules and filter more but now I carve from the other side.  Those that I want to see get elected.  Or at least will be on my ballot.”

“What is the difference.?”

“Tactics of the election process itself.  the STV voting process is a bit complex but it does allow you to have a more direct second and third choice.  So these 4 are on my ballot for sure.

Steve Ronuken


Toxic Yaken

commander aze

“Old boy network in play?”  Scotty asked, skeptically.

“To a certain extent?  I suppose that is a fair question.  Steve is an old boy and someone I have worked with in the past.  He is a solid worker and the best representative for his area of expertise.  A known quantity and worth electing.  Roe I have worked with for quite a while and is very knowledgeable with market and industry.  I am sure some other candidates may say the same but I know Roe does walk the walk.  Commnade aze and I cross paths often enough in working with alphas and he is good in communication skills.  That is one of those enbulous qualities that the campaigns do not focus on well enough.  If you don’t speed gud den why wuld CCP lissen ta ya?”

“Yeah yeah, Toxic?”

“Two reasons.  One, he does espouse the same things I have been fighting for and with, and two, he is part of what I refer to as the hisec slate.  The three of them have joined together in hopes that at least one of them will get elected.  Roe, Toxic, and Aze.  I like the initiative rather than see them split votes and in the end none of them get elected.  And before you ask?  No, I do not have a preferred order and I personally do not think one is needed.  The STV SHOULD take care of that.”

Scotty looked back at the board, many dark and a few bright.  “Still have six more slots to face and sill about half of them are neutral.”

Mike wiped his face with his hand.  “I know, I know.  Now hear is where some of the darks get lit again.  The last CSM was good, damn good.  If they had drama they kept it quiet which is down right amazing.  So I have . .



The Judge

All are good communicators and represent players well.  A proven track record goes a long way with me.”

Scotty pretended to count on his finders. “Seven, three to go.”

“Now it comes down to personal gut feelings and or the recommendations of others.  It also sometimes is a section of the game I would like to see supported or covered.  Based on those? We have null sov, wh space, hisec, industry, technical covered above.  I am not advocating type of space but type of activity you DO in space as something I would want to see a broad representation covered.  Players who have ‘done it all’ are also good as they have the best chance of thinking through ‘If A then what happens to B’ lines of reasoning.  I told Dirk the same thing, the other day when we were interviewing three of the a fore mentioned candidates.”

“Not running but still deep in the process?”  Scotty asked softly.

“Hmm?   Look, I believe in the process of the CSM, in the way that the players are elected and what they do once they are elected.  Unlike some of the naysayers who call for its end?  I have been on the inside, arguably during one of the least functional times, to boot.  It wore me out but it did not burn me out, embitter me, or change what I thought of the process as a whole.  I don’t look at people based on where they are from but what they do (or do not do).  Based on that I have a shortlist of names that may make my ballot, depending on how much effort they put in over the next few days, interviews, engaging  in debate, that sort of thing. Among them are people like rhiload Feron-drake,  Ariel Rin, Juvenius Drakonius, Erika Mizune, DJ Thomas, Lorelei Ierendi and yes, even Xenuria.”

Scotty stared.  “Are you having some sort of attack?  Should I call a jump clone Medic?”

Mike grinned.  “I am curious if he can get elected again without (probably) the support of the Goons.  Look, there are podcasts to listen to and I may even have missed a name or two or missed that one or two of the above did not make the cut.  I honestly need to do MORE reading and more work but I am on it and have a good set of folks I like running and a few more slots to fill.”



Main thing?  I plan to vote.  I don’t care if none of the folks I choose get in, voting is still what I will do.  I don’t care if null manage to lock down all ten seats.  I will vote next year, too.

I don’t give up because there is opposition.  I don’t give up when I lose.

I am still here, still playing and still caring enough to write and speak and opinionate all to hell and back.

My thanks to podcasters and streamers and other writers who do have an opinion, do still care and whom I will be reading, listening toi etc just to try to form or reconsider my choices.

If you made it this far?  Tell me if you have someone you are supporting and be in the draw for a battleship.  No entry fee other than giving a damn opinion of your own.

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