EVE General Discussion

Dear RvB,

As some of you may have noticed from the kill boards, earlier today some idiot noob flew to Jita in a shuttle and got podded. Unfortunately, that idiot noob was me.

I joined RvB only a few days ago. I had realised that, after playing for nearly two years, I was still a hopeless noob when it came to PvP. On the occasions I was attacked I tended to panick and do noobish things (like shooting at concord when they came to rescue me). I had heard a lot about RvB, and knew it was the right thing to do, but I was shy and afraid of being laughed at. Eventually I plucked up the courage and applied to the blues, my application was accepted within moments and I was in the action soon after. I have never had so much fun playing eve before, not even the cool sounds a Noctis makes with all those tractor beams and salvagers working could compare. Within a few hours my confidence had improved, and I was calm(er) in a fight than before. I found myself wishing I had joined sooner instead of wasting my time chasing ISK on the trade lanes.

While playing last night I found myself up against a Coercer. I was doing more damage than I was taking and thought I was about to get my first ever solo PvP kill.
“Oh dear.” I said to myself, “That fellows warped away.”
“Of course he has.” The second me said. “You didn’t warp scramble the chap.”
“Ah.” I replied, feeling foolish. “Scrambling, I had forgotten about that, even though I myself was scrambled not so long ago.”
“You shall have to dock up and sacrifice a mid slot for a scrambler, it will be worth it, I promise.” Said the second me, who is often the voice of reason.
“Don’t be a muppet.” Said the third me, who only turns up when I run out of literary devices. He tends to be a little bit rude, but is always right in the end. “You can’t fit a scrambler because you don’t have the necessary skills.”
“Oh dear, you’re right.” Said the first me, a little dejected.

I considered training the skills immediately, but I had Mining Foreman Level V training, with only a little left to go, so I thought I would put it off until the next day. I was very tired too, having spent much of the day rescuing innocent insects that had become trapped in the house or things full of water in the garden, it’s very taxing, emotionally, as they don’t always survive, poor things.

When I got home today I was playing around with caracal fittings when I remembered the conversation with myself from the night before.
“Warp scramblers! I must train warp scrambler skills!” I told myself vehemently.
“Don’t forget to research it this time, you don’t want to end spending all your money on skills you can’t yet train because you don’t have their prerequisites.” Said the second me.
I opened up my skills tab and had a pleasant surprise.
“Good heavens!” Cried the first me in delight. “I have an awful lot of e-war skills trained already! I can use scramblers rather well!”
In my excitement I forgot all reason and rules, all logic and fore-thought.
“I must go to Jita at once and buy all the things I could need to fit a few tackler frigates. I’ll get some of those slower-downers too, whatever they’re called.”
“Stasis Webifiers. Your memory is like a wishing well, things go in and just disappear.” Said the third me.
I jumped in my shuttle and made the three jumps to Jita without incident. Until I got to Jita itself, that is. The moment I reappeared by the New Caldari gate in Jita I felt something was wrong.
“I feel a strange sense of foreboding,” said I, “Like the feeling you get just before you step on a mine or get hit by a car.”
“Or…” Began the third me, mischievously. “…like the feeling you get just before the girl you are madly in love with, but don’t have the courage to tell how you feel, says; ‘I’m glad we’re just friends…’”
“Alright,” Said the second me, “you didn’t have to bring that up again.”
I aligned to Jita 4-4 and selected the ‘Dock’ option. Then it all went horribly wrong. The moment I came out of warp there were third party war targets from U-MAD on my overview.
“Not to worry.” I reasoned with myself. “They can’t lock and destroy me before I dock, surely.”
The next moment I was in the station, or so I thought. My ship had yet to materialise in the hanger, and my neo-com was flashing.
“How wonderful!” I said to the other me’s. “I’ve sold something and got an Eve-Mail at the same time.”
“No, you fool.” Said the third me, shaking his head in despair. “You’ve just been podded by war targets in Jita.”
The gravity of the situation was slowly sinking in, and the panic was rising. My first thought was to warn my dear corp-mates, so I posted in the chat window what had happened. While this was going on, I should imagine the pirates were having a good laugh at my expense.
“Yo-ho-ho me hearties! I just got me a Blue Republic pod!” The first pirate probably said.
“Shiver me timbers! What a hopeless noob. He’ll be flogged for sure, maybe even keel hauled for that!” The second pirate probably said.

Through the corp chat window I was reminded of the rules concerning Jita for RvB, and the fact that, until recently, I would have incurred a 500mil ISK fine for my stupidity. Not only had I embarrassed myself, but I had let my noble alliance down by giving a WT an easy, relatively valuable kill. This was a grievous mistake on my part and I felt overwhelming guilt. Despite the fine not being in effect, I decided to pay 100mil ISK to my alliance, which was roughly half of my wallet. Unfortunately, in my rush to attempt to compensate for my actions, I did not research where I should send my ISK. The other RvB’ers told me that it should have gone to the corp wallet, not the alliance.
“Oh, the horror!” I cried out, once again feeling embarrassed.
Fortunately I paid closer attention from that moment on, and was prevented from sending an Eve-mail to everyone in corp as well apologising for my heinous crimes, as this would have spammed all their in-boxes.

I fixed it for ya.

At least I think so. For such a WoT you put me through the wringer trying to decide.

I reckon you've been sucked in to making a "public apology" by a vet playing with your head. If that's true then ****, it's funny as.

Otherwise. It's sad and you should quit.

Wait... what?

You damn fool. Apologies should always be made with sincerity.

Here's some advise. Quickly scrub your post before it gets QFT.

oops. too late.

wat?

edit: forgot ?

An easy mistake to make, basically I'd say don't worry about it!

If you really feel the need to apologize then take it in-game, convo your old CEO and maybe talk to someone about how to recover, and what to do next.

Don't ever feel bad for having fun and learning in this game though!

Just as a gentle prod to the forum denizens, don't be too harsh in here please

An entertaining read.

Don't ever feel bad for having fun << we are

and learning in this game though! << he is

Does htfu mean hug the fuzzy unicorn or sumthin' now?

lol an ISD telling the trolls in here to be gentle is like telling my pit bull to be friendly with the neighborhood cat in the front yard then letting him off of the leash