Monday, December 22, 2008

My hero......

...... [insert puking noise here]

(just kidding)

In all serious, it's time for CK's Blog Banter #3.

"This month's EVE Blog Banter idea comes to us by Roc Wieler of Roc's Ramblings. Roc's asks us to "write a story about a fellow EVE Blogger, or an EVE player whom has inspired you or affected you in some tangible way. After your story, describe why you chose them, and any Holiday wish you have specifically for them".

This is a hard one to be honest.....  To pick "any" player from my time in Eve would be disrespectful of all those other people that I have flown with and that are also fully deserving of my respect.

Instead I am going to pick someone who I can not name, or identify, simply due to the time passed since that event.

The person that has most inspired me in Eve, was the first person to shoot me down, and then as instantly chose to pod me in short order.

That person inspired me to review my goals in the game, and indeed what I valued within the game.  Until that time I had flown perpetually in fear of losing my "ship", and as such had fearfully lived in high sec, for fear of the danger that would await me in low sec, let alone 0.0.

By destroying my Badger Mark II, at a low sec gate camp (in the time before warp to zero), i was suddenly reset back to nothing, by the sudden and complete destruction of nearly everything I owned in game at that time.

For many, this would be the moment that leads to them pushing away the keyboard in disgust and walking away.  The sudden loss of everything, was instead the kick up the "proverbial" that I needed!!!

From this point, I had an objective, get out and experience everything that Eve offers, PvP, fleet warfare, territory control in 0.0, etc.

My 2nd main, originally intended to become a pirate, was soon rolled, but instead the life of an 0.0 pilot called...  and so within 3 months I found myself in 0.0 where I learnt to PvP, and to enjoy the camaraderie of my fellow pilots.

..... so what do I wish for my "saviour" that showed me the true way of Eve???

I hope he gets podded again real soon.


Other Participants in the Blog Banter:

5 comments:

Ga'len said...

A Dylan Thomas poem comes to mind:

"Do not go gentle into that good night,
Old age should burn and rave at close of day;
Rage, rage against the dying of the light.

Though wise men at their end know dark is right,
Because their words had forked no lightning they
Do not go gentle into that good night.

Good men, the last wave by, crying how bright
Their frail deeds might have danced in a green bay,
Rage, rage against the dying of the light.

Wild men who caught and sang the sun in flight,
And learn, too late, they grieved it on its way,
Do not go gentle into that good night.


Grave men, near death, who see with blinding sight
Blind eyes could blaze like meteors and be gay,
Rage, rage against the dying of the light.

And you, my father, there on the sad height,
Curse, bless, me now with your fierce tears, I pray.
Do not go gentle into that good night.
Rage, rage against the dying of the light. "

WTM said...

That's a pretty cool poem....

Derken said...

Nice choice. You are absolutely right, He did probably did the most for you.

acolite said...

Mmmm. I remember the first time I got blown up and podded with fond memories too :) It really does 'make' you realise what Eve is all about, but also gives you an insight into how ridiculously fun this game is :D

good article

flashfresh said...

Good post, that first pre-meditated kill and podding. The flow of adrenaline and the trembling in your limbs: priceless. I couldn't sit down for 15 minutes after my first kill.

Flashfresh