Sunday, March 29, 2009

EVE Blog Banter #6: Nowhere to go...

Welcome to the sixth installment of the EVE Blog Banter, the monthly EVE Online blogging extravaganza created by CrazyKinux. The EVE Blog Banter involves an enthusiastic group of gaming bloggers, a common topic within the realm of EVE Online, and a week to post articles pertaining to the said topic. The resulting articles can either be short or quite extensive, either funny or dead serious, but are always a great fun to read! Any questions about the EVE Blog Banter should be directed here. Check out other EVE Blog Banter articles at the bottom of this post!

This month's topic comes to us from Quintrala of Speed Fairy . She suggests to "write a short fiction story about the dissolution of the BoB alliance. It could be from BoB's point of view, the Goons', by neutrals in 0.0, civilians in Empire, NPCs or even rats. Write about before, during or after the coup; give us stories of market, war, people or love. In-character or roleplay. We want to know what happened, from those fictional characters that, in your mind, were part of it."

The last time I sat down to write a short story, Reagan President, the USSR was still a super power, and Macs were just a silicon dream. Suffice to say, I had a hard time coming up with a story for this banter. Though the BoB/Goons story was a major event earlier last month, I've barely had a chance to get to understand the full depth of the changes to the political and sovereign landscape of New Eden. As such, I had to write something that would confine itself to the extent of my knowledge and breadth of my ignorance. What follows is my best attempt.

.../ CODED - Project Wolf - New instruction follows

Nabreel checked the encrypted message again. Ran the algorithms that deciphered the encoded instructions. Everything check out. But it still made no sens. 


BoB is no longer Bob. What the hell did that mean? At first he kept going. Kept following the covert travel itinerary he had planned originally. He pondered over these new instructions, running checks and rechecks to make sure the message wasn't from anyone else. With the cargo hold of his Indy V full of this new alien technology, he couldn't be too sure.

That had been over a month ago. After making two jumps, while he decided on a new course of action, he had finally arrived at an undisclosed moon, orbiting an unknown planet, in a dead-end system. He had engaged stealth, and powered-down every other systems and subs except his life support. Safely hidden in this remote part of the galaxy, he felt as safe as one could. Considering a capsuleer never truly knew safety after graduation. 

But something had to give. Despite the fact that his Iteron had undergone major modifications in order to increase its chances of success for this mission, he had taken the chance and reactivated some of the commchannels; at least enough to listen in. He'd done this in a random pattern so that anyone trying to locate him wouldn't be able to pinpoint his whereabouts. Though at first, this had made it very difficult for him to gather enough information to make sens of his new instructions. In the end, he'd heard enough to realize the truth. Band of Brothers had disintegrated; from within. A cancer. A lone tumor had brought down what fleets of enemy ships could not. Nabreel was devastated. He was now alone.

An unknown agent of Bob, on an unknown mission. 

All of this had started a few months back. He'd been assigned to a covert mission. So covert only his immediate superior was aware of it. All other members of his unit who had helped put together the mission had gone through a memswipe - that is, a cloning with the purpose of erasing specific parts of their memories.

Having received that last message had meant that even his Superior's memory had been altered to eliminate all traces of his endeavour. Programmed through a special implant. Only Nabreel had the secret code that would reactivate those memories. 

Somehow, somewhere, they'd forgotten about him. Alone. For more then 8 weeks now. No news. No new instructions. Simply to stay hidden.

He'd had very few encounter since going into hidding. A few mining barges dropping in for a few cycles, only to leave shortly after arriving, consequence of the poor quality of the ore found in what was left of the asteroid belts. The few of them. Then a few lone pirates on the prowl. Then nothing else.

He needed to take action. His reserves were dangerously getting low. He'd have to act soon, or else he'd put his ship, and his life in jeopardy. And with the last piece of news from back home not very reassuring, he wasn't sure he'd find a clone waiting for him on the other end if anything went terribly wrong.

What to do? Where to go?

Then it happened. The anomaly. First he thought it was ship jumping into the system, but the specs coming off the warping space were completely different. And though at first it was invisible to the naked eye, it soon grew larger. Much larger. To the point a ship could go through it.

Risking detection, he ran his scanners to make sure. At first the explanations made no sens. But by this time, he'd come to trust his systems and had to agree with the results. He'd only seen it once before, but was still overwhelmed at the site. The anomaly was another wormhole. One huge enough to let his indy pass through it, to somewhere truly unknown, if his readings were accurate.

This was his chance. He had to take it. Had no choice.

This wormhole wouldn't last very long he knew from experience, and it would allow him to protect his cargo. With nowhere to go back home, this was his only chance. Nabreel mentally fed the coordinates to his ship, and as she slowly turned and aligned, he reviewed his cargo. All the cryogenic pods were working within normal parameters.

The Sleepers would see another day.


Friday, March 27, 2009

Friday Video: Escape From City 17 - Part One

I've tried playing Half-Life and Half-Life 2, but simply can't. I just get motion sickness, which I somehow don't get playing Halo, Gears of War or even Call of Duty 4. Still, I love the premise of the game, and The Purchase Brothers do an amazing job making a mini-series out of it.

Looking forward to Part Two.

[Sat morning: This post should have gone up last evening, but somehow I screwed-up the schedule]

Thursday, March 26, 2009

CCP pulls a fast one on us with Fanfest 2009

So, CCP recently annouced that another EVE Fanfest will be held this year (check!), in Iceland (check!), in Reykjavik (check!), between October 1st-3rd (what the eff!!). October? Nah, that's got to be wrong right. What? It's not!!! But they've held it in November since the Big Bang!

Seems things change. And yes, the 2009 edition of the EVE Fanfest will be held on the first day of October, my birthday of all days! The sad news, is that I won't get to go. My plans to attend, were squashed with the move to the new dates. You see, my better-half and I are expecting Mini-CK No.2 in early September, and though I love this game, some things in life come first.

Family, EVE, God.

I find myself skipping this year's fanfest., but true, I did go last year, and will try to go the next!

In the mean time, enjoy this great teaser for the event! You lucky bastards! :p

Allow me the privilege of flattering my ego!

Similar to the above Iteron warping home to some distant orbital station somewhere with the vast universe of New Eden, I find myself warping home to this blog. Full of ideas and renewal. I've got contest results to give a away (remember this?), new posts to write, new ideas to explore, new lists to revisit, and 500 millions ISK to give away. That's right, half-a-billion ISK to give out.

But before we get there, allow me to indulge in some grand delusional scheme that will see my ego grow to the size of the Stay Puft Marshmollow man, before imploding to its normal, above-average standard!

I love stats. I, like many bloggers out there, love to go over this blogs statistics: number of visitors, where they came from, how long did they stay over, where 'd they end up after passing by, as well as what keywords they used to get here. But of all these stats, the one I have the most fun reviewing are the keywords. So lets take a look at the top 20 keywords that get people here, of the last 2000 visits.
    1. eve online blog
    2. eve online screenshot
    3. eve online podcast
    4. eve online guides
    5. eve online corporations
    6. eve blog pack
    7. crazykinux
    8. eve blog
    9. eve online blogs
    10. eve mini client
    11. eve podcast
    12. capsuleer
    13. myrmidon setup
    14. crazy kinux
    15. capsuleer iphone
    16. eve blogs
    17. eve online iphone
    18. eve overview
    19. eve myrmidon
    20. eve online tortuga
    What's interesting is that in some cases, the link to this blog doesn't appear on the first page but on the 2nd or 3rd, and in some cases as far as the 5th. Yet they get here! Other interesting findings: Myrmidon is the only ship within the top 20, appearing twice, as does capsuleer, crazykinux, podcast, blog(s) and iphone. Finally, the only video making that list is Tortuga. Not surprising considering the quality ofthe video.

    OK, well that's enough self centeredness for one day, now I'm off putting together another post so that this one isn't the latest post for too long!

                                          Tuesday, March 10, 2009

                                          Saturday, March 07, 2009

                                          Apocrypha CCP Devs Interview videos

                                          If you're interested about the up coming EVE Online expansion - Apocrypha - then you'll want to see these videos. Enjoy!

                                          Told you so!

                                          Friday, March 06, 2009

                                          The end is the beginning of something new...

                                          I have played. I have blogged. I have podcasted. I have done all those things and more. I have lived through the day and seen the shadow of night set its blanket over the horizon. But I have seen the light. I know that a new dawn lies ahead of the darkness of night. And it will rise again.

                                          He who has never fallen, will never know the meaning of standing.

                                          Okay, cut the romantic prose, and get to the point you may be asking. What the hell is he talking about?

                                          I'm talking about this blog. About the game. And mostly about continuity.

                                          I've been blogging about gaming and EVE Online for over 4 years now. At first it was a minimal; a post a month. Then I got more into it. Then it became a habit. Then a passion.

                                          But when you pour your heart and soul into something you eventually run the risk of forgetting what it is you were doing in the first place, and why you were doing it. And the it all comes crashing down.

                                          Then they start to point the finger at you. They start to say that you're a quitter. That it's the beginning of the end.

                                          Then you say the hell with'em! You raise a knee and push your self back up, and dust your self up. You look around. See what you've accomplished and get back on the train.

                                          You may think I'm writing this to explain myself. To justify my absence. I'm not. I'm simply standing back up, dusting myself, and getting back on the train.

                                          Life's not planned. It throws curved balls at you. Some you're able to avoid, some not. But you go on. You persevere.

                                          Blogging is similar.

                                          The end is the beginning of something new...'s good to be back!