I wrote a beautiful epilogue, a brilliant piece of music that would echo through the ages only lacking notes, about my first days here in Risa, advertised with the phrase 'where all your dreams come true', and they really do keep up to their word and even I have a warped mind. :P For those who don't know it, Risa is a starsystem not on any common map to keep only the highest clientelle and keep away the dumb masses who would fuck it up for everyone. So if this is the first time you have heard of it, you might still be able to enter, if you're looking for it... well... keep looking, it will give you something to do.
But the server hickupped and gone was my beautiful flower of words... lost forever.
Pitty.
woensdag 11 februari 2009
donderdag 5 februari 2009
Protogée
Welll... as Corp-life would have it, I was 'volunteered' to train a new recruut, absolute noob, though her learning skills were quite capable. Minmatar, thank the Gods, for I wouldn't have suffered one of the uglier races, but rhgith of the bat she began shining about wanting to fly big ships like mine (just a BS, but what the hey, to her it was big). I sternly told her NO, that she wasn't ready and when she asked why not, I'd let her stunt around for a while in her Reaper in 0.6 space, which needles to say for shot to bits right from under her ass by the first rat she met. I know, I'm mean, but I just like myself like that.
Luckily the CCP is so kind when you loose a ship, to have a simler replacement ready. As things can't get simpler than a Reaper as even a frigging Shuttle is better, she just kept flying, shooting and shielding with what she found in loose cans (yes, i's stealing, but as she's not (yet) in my corp, I don't give a bugger). I gave her some pointers on how to best set up her skills, starting with salvaging, as this suited me the best as complimentairy to my mining and droning the rats from the sky. She did so, luckily, after I gave her a mil to buy her skills. In 14 hours flat, she completed her skillset, while three more Rifters were shot from her ass, and I bought a salvager for her to fit, thinking I was sinking an awful lot of money into this just one day old child, but hey, who cares, it's just ISK.
Then we set off, she trailing behind me, through the belts, me in my souped up Rifter (just about everything tech 2), and as I shot rats, she claimed and salvaged.
We shot and gathered, I was actually having fun and glad I didn't have to clean up the mess I made, when in the end, she was already learning for Rifter as she so liked seeing me flying it, yeah as is she'd ever get this good, and after this second day I gathered all we had shot, salvaged and hauled and sold it.
I was amazed at the result: We came to a whopping 11 mil ISK, just on her first day salvaging, second day in the pilot's seat!
And so I bought her the frigging Rifter she so yearned for. She's getting good lessons, so I don't see why I wouldn't get something out of it as well, right?
Next, when she can actually fly the thing, I told her to go for higher salvage-skills and shields... As for me, I'm taking a well-earned vacation for a week or so... I've heard Risa is nice this time of year.
Luckily the CCP is so kind when you loose a ship, to have a simler replacement ready. As things can't get simpler than a Reaper as even a frigging Shuttle is better, she just kept flying, shooting and shielding with what she found in loose cans (yes, i's stealing, but as she's not (yet) in my corp, I don't give a bugger). I gave her some pointers on how to best set up her skills, starting with salvaging, as this suited me the best as complimentairy to my mining and droning the rats from the sky. She did so, luckily, after I gave her a mil to buy her skills. In 14 hours flat, she completed her skillset, while three more Rifters were shot from her ass, and I bought a salvager for her to fit, thinking I was sinking an awful lot of money into this just one day old child, but hey, who cares, it's just ISK.
Then we set off, she trailing behind me, through the belts, me in my souped up Rifter (just about everything tech 2), and as I shot rats, she claimed and salvaged.
We shot and gathered, I was actually having fun and glad I didn't have to clean up the mess I made, when in the end, she was already learning for Rifter as she so liked seeing me flying it, yeah as is she'd ever get this good, and after this second day I gathered all we had shot, salvaged and hauled and sold it.
I was amazed at the result: We came to a whopping 11 mil ISK, just on her first day salvaging, second day in the pilot's seat!
And so I bought her the frigging Rifter she so yearned for. She's getting good lessons, so I don't see why I wouldn't get something out of it as well, right?
Next, when she can actually fly the thing, I told her to go for higher salvage-skills and shields... As for me, I'm taking a well-earned vacation for a week or so... I've heard Risa is nice this time of year.
zondag 18 januari 2009
Conspiracy theory 1
Ever noticed that the Rats just befor you shoot them down repackage all their stuff, so it's easier stacking for you?
I think all the Rats are just very very low grade clones, quite stupid, as they don't fly off and hide when they see you're in a much better ship.. no, they attack! Blind buggers...
First of all, there must be HUGE complexes, somewhere, pumping out those clones.
For those clones to appear in just about EVERY Goddess Damn System there must be a secret but huge transport network at work.
And since the Concord does nothing to prevent this illegal network and keeps it from the public, nor is in any hurry to take out those rats, but DO shoot at ANYONE making an honest mistake at shooting at another ship, I can only conclude one thing.
CONCORD AND THE RATS ARE OWNED BY THE SAME CORPORATION!
The Only corporation big enough to do this is the CCP!
THE CCP IS IN ON IT! THE CCP SUPPLIES ALL THE WORLDS OF RATS!!! THEY ALSO OWN THE AGENTS TO MAKE US BATTLE THE RATS!!! THEY ARE KEEPING US BUSY, SO WE WON'T NOTICE THE BIGGER PICTURE!
REBEL AGAINST THE CCP! SHOOT A CONCORD!
Err.. no.. wait... I didn't say that... I might get a lawsuit on my ass for that, or get my gate rights re revoked
vrijdag 16 januari 2009
The Art of Warping (Or Being Warped)
YES! Finally! I was blankly staring at a rerun of Sum of All Fears (old movie), as I noted how the ship warped back to the Icemining field (yes, still) when it hit me, the thing I had wanted to blog about for a while now! WHOHO! Celebration!
Just for kicks, when I leave a station, I turn on my flightcamera's, you know, the ones that record your final glorious, or not so glorious, moments in battle so you can replay and replay them when you're dead... or something like that.
Sometimes I even put it on fast-record, so the playback at normal speed will be ultra-slow.
Souds weird? Well not if you read my reason.
The simple reason is this.
It often happens that whenwarp starts, near a station, the ship turns just about 180 degrees and heads right, or just about, back to where I came from, which is, the station, because, quite logical, the place I want to be is often at the other side... whythey didn't build the exit-ports on that side of the ship then I don't know, and is not the topic here.
But... imagine... flight recorder on ultra-fast, warp starts and just for that single second moment you are INSIDE the ship... sometimes you even get three or four flashes of the inside before you exit at the other side and warp speeds up. Why it doesn't leave a hole in the station I don't know, ask the nerds, errr Tech guys, and is again, not the topic.
The topic is those few flashes, that just a second of images passing by, at ultra fast recording... I can spend hours replaying those images, because you really pass through EVERYONE's bedroom, broomclauset and storage-room after a while and you can truely see what RABBITS the human population is... and I'm not.
Now I don't know if this is the Art of Warping or just Being Warped, but at least it's nice to remember something you've forgotten. :)
And I'll bet you'll never look at that small second flash ever the same again. :) You'll be wondering... you will...
Just for kicks, when I leave a station, I turn on my flightcamera's, you know, the ones that record your final glorious, or not so glorious, moments in battle so you can replay and replay them when you're dead... or something like that.
Sometimes I even put it on fast-record, so the playback at normal speed will be ultra-slow.
Souds weird? Well not if you read my reason.
The simple reason is this.
It often happens that whenwarp starts, near a station, the ship turns just about 180 degrees and heads right, or just about, back to where I came from, which is, the station, because, quite logical, the place I want to be is often at the other side... whythey didn't build the exit-ports on that side of the ship then I don't know, and is not the topic here.
But... imagine... flight recorder on ultra-fast, warp starts and just for that single second moment you are INSIDE the ship... sometimes you even get three or four flashes of the inside before you exit at the other side and warp speeds up. Why it doesn't leave a hole in the station I don't know, ask the nerds, errr Tech guys, and is again, not the topic.
The topic is those few flashes, that just a second of images passing by, at ultra fast recording... I can spend hours replaying those images, because you really pass through EVERYONE's bedroom, broomclauset and storage-room after a while and you can truely see what RABBITS the human population is... and I'm not.
Now I don't know if this is the Art of Warping or just Being Warped, but at least it's nice to remember something you've forgotten. :)
And I'll bet you'll never look at that small second flash ever the same again. :) You'll be wondering... you will...
NO PICTURES PLEASE
Apparently I have begun to get a gathering of fans for my writing, because I get more and more requests to reguarly post new things. :)
I like that, a lot. But lately the request for my picture on my blog have come, and this I'd like to adress..
NO! FRIGGIN'NO WAY AND ESPECAILLY NOT THE NUDE ONES!
And NO I am not going to tell how I look (with my eyes moron!), how tall I am, what I weigh, cupsize (yeah, really).
We CAN talk about my sexual preferences (always a hot topic), my dress-sense, musical taste etc.
And I'll even Tell ya why.
Right now you like me for who I am, inside, my soul, warping out all this strange writing and shit, plus what pearls of wisdom/insanity I offer in chat channels. When you got a picture to see the skin that lies over the soul, you will either be:
1. appalled. You wouldn't like me anymore, just because I am not 'your style/taste/colour/whatever'
or 2. you'll like me more. just because I have skin, how I look, and not about Who I Am.
So sorry, my fans... this is me, like it or not... and if now you suddenly cannot find yourself to be a fan, then F*CK YOU.
True beauty really is more than skindeep, and that's not just something ugly and fat people say.
I like that, a lot. But lately the request for my picture on my blog have come, and this I'd like to adress..
NO! FRIGGIN'NO WAY AND ESPECAILLY NOT THE NUDE ONES!
And NO I am not going to tell how I look (with my eyes moron!), how tall I am, what I weigh, cupsize (yeah, really).
We CAN talk about my sexual preferences (always a hot topic), my dress-sense, musical taste etc.
And I'll even Tell ya why.
Right now you like me for who I am, inside, my soul, warping out all this strange writing and shit, plus what pearls of wisdom/insanity I offer in chat channels. When you got a picture to see the skin that lies over the soul, you will either be:
1. appalled. You wouldn't like me anymore, just because I am not 'your style/taste/colour/whatever'
or 2. you'll like me more. just because I have skin, how I look, and not about Who I Am.
So sorry, my fans... this is me, like it or not... and if now you suddenly cannot find yourself to be a fan, then F*CK YOU.
True beauty really is more than skindeep, and that's not just something ugly and fat people say.
NO begging for cash PLEASE
This is not a funny story, it's true though... that some people have the NERVE to use the public channel to beg for ISK because their poor, need to support their drughabbit, their wife left them... it's quite simple... These people are just like Pidgeons!
The pideon, originally, was a beautiful forest animal, lives on worms and wild grans and such, until man came. The creature quickly domesticated, because it used it's cuteness factor (and utter stupidiy) to shit on everything they could find.
Somehow this became appealing, because people started FEEDING the bloody animals.
Pidgeons quickly became some halfbreed leach with wings, living off the scraps of mankind, and then mankind began writing SONGS about them! 'Feed the birds', 'Alle duiven op de Dam'. F*CKING IDIOTS!
All I can do is shout 'DON'T FEED THE BIRDS', because if you do, they will never learn to fend for themselves.
Space is big, huge, and there is plenty of oppertunity for everyone to become useful. Pikc up a mininglaser and go mine roids, check the market and go trade... there REALLY is no need for begging for other mans scraps, hoping they find you cute!
Having said this, I'd like to add one more comment.
If you like my stories and my writing, there really isn't a reason not to send me some ISK.
Writing is in my blood, I enjoy doing it, but working is so much hard work... so please... ... please, gimme some ISK.. I am poor and want to buy an Orca. *cutely bats eyes*
The pideon, originally, was a beautiful forest animal, lives on worms and wild grans and such, until man came. The creature quickly domesticated, because it used it's cuteness factor (and utter stupidiy) to shit on everything they could find.
Somehow this became appealing, because people started FEEDING the bloody animals.
Pidgeons quickly became some halfbreed leach with wings, living off the scraps of mankind, and then mankind began writing SONGS about them! 'Feed the birds', 'Alle duiven op de Dam'. F*CKING IDIOTS!
All I can do is shout 'DON'T FEED THE BIRDS', because if you do, they will never learn to fend for themselves.
Space is big, huge, and there is plenty of oppertunity for everyone to become useful. Pikc up a mininglaser and go mine roids, check the market and go trade... there REALLY is no need for begging for other mans scraps, hoping they find you cute!
Having said this, I'd like to add one more comment.
If you like my stories and my writing, there really isn't a reason not to send me some ISK.
Writing is in my blood, I enjoy doing it, but working is so much hard work... so please... ... please, gimme some ISK.. I am poor and want to buy an Orca. *cutely bats eyes*
The Women Ship (true story)
This came to me from a friend (yes I have loads of friends) of mine... It's a true story as far as I know and it just pissed my pants when I heard it so thought to share it with all of you... both of you, okey, whomever reads this.
Supposidly some of the bigger spaceships once needed more crew than one to operate it, and so at one time, because there just were so much female applicants, they put all those women on one single ship. Quite figures that things went wrong, things broke down, and none of them had any idea how to fix it, because, well, men are just more technicly inclined and take less time to polish their toenails.
So a few men were deployed on that ship, it cruised around for a bit, and came back with a 20 to 30% pregnancy-rating!
Bloody hell! 3 men, about 40 women, and 30%... each one male... um... nope... I can't figure that. REALLY! WOMEN! Sometimes I forget that deep inside I am one, must be because of the lack of male compagnionship.
This is not the end... it goes on, yes really...
Those pregnant women were booted (hello), the rest were deployed all around other ships with the strictest forbidding that sex on board was NOT AN OPTION. Then the funniest thing happened, the women began running the ship. Not in the technical term, but they somehow became the most desired item 'to have' and so they could play the men to their hearts desire. but when docking time came, NONE of the men stayed with them, until boarding time and then again they were the most desired. Now HOW will you get someone F*cked up more, by during the voyage having them be the most desired and then be dropped like a brick, and then be desired again! Ego soars higher than the firmament and then drops like a bring into the deep nothing, to be lifted again...
Thank the gods nowadays were not that stupid anymore, to put men and woman together in a capsule... they tend to breed like rabbits and there just isn't enough room!
These days the ships thay fly with more than one on board is all male... 'because it's not gay while you're underway'. Now how's that for a corp-slogan!
Supposidly some of the bigger spaceships once needed more crew than one to operate it, and so at one time, because there just were so much female applicants, they put all those women on one single ship. Quite figures that things went wrong, things broke down, and none of them had any idea how to fix it, because, well, men are just more technicly inclined and take less time to polish their toenails.
So a few men were deployed on that ship, it cruised around for a bit, and came back with a 20 to 30% pregnancy-rating!
Bloody hell! 3 men, about 40 women, and 30%... each one male... um... nope... I can't figure that. REALLY! WOMEN! Sometimes I forget that deep inside I am one, must be because of the lack of male compagnionship.
This is not the end... it goes on, yes really...
Those pregnant women were booted (hello), the rest were deployed all around other ships with the strictest forbidding that sex on board was NOT AN OPTION. Then the funniest thing happened, the women began running the ship. Not in the technical term, but they somehow became the most desired item 'to have' and so they could play the men to their hearts desire. but when docking time came, NONE of the men stayed with them, until boarding time and then again they were the most desired. Now HOW will you get someone F*cked up more, by during the voyage having them be the most desired and then be dropped like a brick, and then be desired again! Ego soars higher than the firmament and then drops like a bring into the deep nothing, to be lifted again...
Thank the gods nowadays were not that stupid anymore, to put men and woman together in a capsule... they tend to breed like rabbits and there just isn't enough room!
These days the ships thay fly with more than one on board is all male... 'because it's not gay while you're underway'. Now how's that for a corp-slogan!
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