The atmosphere inside the wormhole is thick with tension and a restlessness is creeping into the collective consciousness of our comrades.  The CEO has seen this before, and knows full well that the only thing more dangerous than a hostile Fleet in your home, is a pack of Space Cowboys with nothing to shoot at for a string of days…
SynCaine broadcasts a fleet, and orders blare out over coms, “We need a scan fleet out, find us a Hole.”
I have been playing the Beta since the servers opened yesterday, and I have formed some early impressions of the game in its current state, and thought I would share them with you.
I just spent 1.5 Billion ISK.  I went all in on a hunch, that will make or break me, and you our loyal readers get to watch it unfold.
If you follow my adventures, or those of our CEO SynCaine, then you are aware that last week, our wormhole was invaded and camped by a rather talented band of killers.  Eve being the fickle mistress that she is, saw fit to place these killers in our wormhole precisely when we were settling into the site clearing and when we were so inundated with sites that we were out in gas ships, mining ships, and many of us dual-boxing in combat ships in Sleeper sites all at the same time, which is a really bad idea, when you don’t have that much experience in general wormhole defence and PvP.
In any event, we observed the skill level of these guys, and SynCaine chatted with their leader throughout the days they were logging kills on our fleet like Velociraptors at a petting zoo, and in the true spirit of Eve, they saw a great deal of common-ground and retained each other as contacts even after we learned not to fly into the dinosaur teeth and starve the beasts out of the Hole.
If you read through my commentary on this site and elsewhere, you might think I worship at the alter of Blizzard.  There is no question I admire their revolutionary approach to MMOs, and the changes that World of Warcraft has wrought upon the genre, and I enjoy “WoW Clones.â€
However, there is one side effect of the technology developed by Blizzard that is perhaphs the most unfourtunate and dangerous degredation of the MMO genre since its inception.
Blizzard killed community.
CCP has announced some vague changes to the way the Eve racial ship tier system will work in the upcoming patch/ expansion.  No one is quite certain what they are planning or how they will implement it, but the prospect of the changes has me in a mental quandary…
Should I postpone my current skill plan for a month, effectively halting my improvement as a combat pilot during that time, for the chance of a huge power payoff down the road?
One of the neat aspects of Wormhole Life, is the process of transitioning the wild and untamed NPC space, into a livable and profitable home for our pilots. This started right away, when we hauled in our ships, our POS (Player Owned Structure) and all the gun and maintenance arrays we wanted surrounding our home tower.  However, building a safe place to store your ships and your loot, is just scratching the surface of it…  We have a lucrative planet distribution in our slice of space heaven, so we wanted to maximize our Planetary Interaction (PI) right away.  Fortunately our Production Director, T’ango, is a spreadsheet maniac and tackled the PI set-up and we got that buzzing fairly quickly. I am a cog in the machine and glad of it.
The past few weeks I have gotten a great deal of positive feedback about my Eve adventures both here, via email and in-game.  We have seen a sizable number of new players subscribe to Eve, in part because of my promotion of the game and the enjoyment I am experiencing with it.
I need to manage expectations somewhat, because I am cognizant of the fact that I am misleading some people in terms of what they can reasonable expect as a new player starting out in Eve.  To understand my Eve attitude, you need to understand me.
Today was a fabulous day in New Eden.  Today my net worth broke 1,000,000,000 ISK* for the first time.  I wish I could claim this was the result of my being some smarter than average capitalist, or a titan of industry, but the fact is, I got lucky. It was a simple case of being in the right place, at the right time and doing something about the information.
It was just a little PLEXcapade, but I netted just over 500,000,000Â ISK in a few short hours.
