EVE Fiction

Hey everybody! - Dr Nick

So I've gotten back into EVE after a break of two years and loving it. I also happen to be a spec fic writer, and though I do not normally do fanfiction I am tempted to start something set in EVE as a fan piece. Right now I'm thinking maybe a short story about a capsuleers slow descent into their dehumanising new existence.

Anyway, I am looking for a great all-in-one source for everything pertinent about EVE's universe. From ancient races to Joves through to contemporary interstellar politics. I have been browsing and already know a few things, but not nearly enough yet. I also hear mention of three EVE novels which help explain what a capsuleers life is like etc.

And so, what is the best (though I don't expect 100% complete) resource for pretty much everything EVE lore related?

Mmm, yeah I already started with that. I'd rather not rely on a wiki for this though, I mean it's great to look up specific things but not to try and get a complete feel; unless you can recommend a specific article? Anything else?

The Evelopedia's lore section is the single biggest and most comprehensive resource for the EVE background. It's the only thing I can think of that matches what you're looking for, but hey, if you want to reject it out of principle that's fine too.

I think this may be because sci-fi, at the other end of this spectrum, extrapolates the fictional potential of emerging scientific discovery.

I remember the first time I read engines of creation back in the early nineties (my copy was then stolen by a flat mate who I haven't seen since). I remember it hiting me like reading Chaos by James Gleick, well perhaps not quite as profoundly as that but close. I even went out and bought his impossible doctoral thesis Nanosystems: Molecular Machinery, Manufacturing,and Computation - and would lovingly pore through it (or paw might be apposite, seeing as I didn't understand a word of it ),

Anyway the more up to the minute the technology you're speculating about the more immediately it's of the past. Think, for example, how much more elegant quantum entanglement/teleportation would have been as a clone mechanic, had it come along in time. I guess it often pays to keep it vague or incomprehensible or suffer redactional fatigue.


.... again, anyway look forward to your stuff :)

I dunno. The slavery article is pretty freakin' huge.

Well anyway, a big thanks for those who tried to help. I'm making do the best I can and hopefully I can get my hands on these fabled novels and see how much help they are.

For now, here is a preview of the story I've started to write set in EVE.

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They were the brave ones, the loyal ones and the forcibly loyal all in one neat ISK making package. The crew of the Thorax-class cruiser Ectopic shuffle aboard the ship and begin prepping its systems one after another. From out of one of the shadowed walls of the massive station’s dock the crew’s owner emerges. And she is their owner, for the capsuleers are not merely captains of vessels, but masters of everything in their possession. The esoteric and alien looking pod is coughed up by the station and the special miniature bay in the great spacecraft’s superstructure opens up for it. Inside the pod, the crew’s immortal owner has begun the process of integrating the pod’s systems with the Ectopic.

Along with the crew of the ship, cadre of Templars, immortal soldiers, was coming along for the journey. However their purpose here was a mystery to the crew, nothing is shared for every secret is an ISK-laden nugget waiting to be plucked. But as disparate members of the hundred strong shipmates saw the soldiers marched through the ship to their pre-assigned quarters, some of them became distracted from the myriad of preparations.

“Where do you think we’re going this time?” asked a man somewhere in his forties, although his hair having already begun streaking into grey tones from stress and a lack of care. The cheap synthetic fabric which constitutes his clothing possess a badge patch indicating his role as an engine technician.

The woman he had asked stood next to him, barely in her thirties with cropped raven black hair, turned to look at him and then back at the Templars.

“We’ll just have to wait and find out. Although... has Hector told you yet?”

“Told me what?” The man’s voice became raised at this. Hector being one of the station’s more important staff was in charge of cargo shipping operations. That made him a very interesting source of gossip regarding capsuleer activity. But no doubt people like him are constantly monitored by their employers.

“Something big is coming aboard today. I’d bet you good money the soldiers are here about that.” She grinned conspiratorially at him.

“Guards then. But, why would they need Templars?”

“Exactly.”

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That is really quite terrific, thank you.