EVE Fiction

Should you be able to write your character into the chronicles of EVE online, how would you portray yourself? Who would you deem to be the villians? What is your story? Please share. :)

Depends on your definition of 'villains'.
I don't mean to go 'you're doing it wrong' here, but I believe EVE is too gray in that sense for the standard black and white protagonist(s) vs. antagonist(s) scenarios.

I think he means who your character defines as good and evil, or rather, if they're above such a thing. The usual stereotypical villain is Amarr if you're Minmatar or Gallentean, or Caldari if you're Gallentean, or Sansha if you're anybody, or the Goons if you're anyone but the Goons. For instance, I'd say my character has a substantial, overt prejudice against Amarrians and a not-so overt prejudice against Caldari for his time spent with the lot. He's pretty fond of the Minmatar (in that typical "Oh, you're damaged people, I must help you" way that you'd expect from a Gallentean) and he's a quiet patriot, though too much of a hedonist to take up arms in FW.

That sort of thing. Have fun with it!

I would write Arline as being the counter-point character: aka, You read the story, hear of everything that goes on, routing for her...

Then she is the villain. (to the cries of "Oh you heartless bovine...")

Who is the Villain you ask? The answer is depending on whom you ask! Even out here in the "real world", villain and protagonist are based on perception. If a body has grown up poor, had to scrape by every day of his life for peanuts, then Banks and Government are the Villain. If you're robbed one day, the robber is the villain, but in his mind maybe YOU are the villain! Perception is everything.

Alaric here is just a typical shady and shiftless character that relies on skill at basic thuggery to make himself useful to someone willing to employ him. He has spent years training almost nothing but combat and ship skills, inept at even basic industry. Even the little bit of research and invention he does is restricted to common PvP modules.
No real connection to his Minmatar roots or the struggles of his people. 'His people' are who ever he is flying with. His employment history notes a tremendous loyalty as he's really only been in a couple corps in his life.

After leaving high sec for a life of piracy in Molden Heath, his security status finally bottomed out and polite society would no longer have him.
He moved to Cloud Ring in sov null, where sec status doesn't mark a man as it does where the Empires hold sway. There, a man is judged by the speed of his gatling lasers, and willingness to die in a ball of fire.

If there were ever a big EVE movie or series, I would love for Graelyn to make an appearance, but certainly not as some sort of protagonist. He would be the recurring wise old man, showing up at incredibly 'convenient' times, mischievously assisting the heroes/villians with advice, cryptic witticisms, and pertinent stories from the old days that would include key bits of info that others could use to get out of sticky situations.

And, as the heroes disembark from another barely-survived adventure, they would spot him in the distance, off in the corner, sipping whiskey with a knowing smile and a nod...

That's a very good way to put it. Also, if you have questions about roleplay or want some tips on developing your character, just let me know and I'll send you my template I made for helping people get deeper into roleplay.

For anyone who knows Lord Draconis(Vulxanis), they know that he is not really all that physically powerful, meaning his corporation is really small, and he doesn't command large fleets of ships against other capsuleers. However, he is well known for his strong personality, large vocabulary, views on Amarrian slavery, and especially extreme intolerance of anyone associated with the Sani Sabik cult (as well as Sansha loyalists). That has affected things beyond sometimes what I am even aware of. One simple comment can affect someone's opinion, and change the course of player interactions for possibly thousands of others. That's the beauty of EVE. I'm not saying that's the only way for you to illicit change, but it's one of them.

Now, if there is a significant enough response from the roleplay community(or players in general), it is possible for game mechanics or even canon to be tweaked. Hard, but it is possible. Just look at the Jita riots. When players really want something to happen, and enough of them protest, CCP hears them.

But yes, for the most part, capsuleers are not really that significant on their own. Baseliners(NPCs) may not think so, as capsuleers are seen almost as like demigods to some of them, but you can really only directly affect your immediate surroundings, and the degree of effect can depend on your level of influence, assets, etc. In some ways it is easier for an Amarrian Holder to have an influence on others, and in other ways some people with a lesser station can incite unique phenomena.

It's just depend on how you act. Or rather, your character, acts.

I tend to see EVE as having grey and black morality... meaning there are morally ambiguous factions, and straight up evil ones. I mean, there are some factions that's actions and doctrines really can't be easily portrayed as anything besides being evil. Blood Raiders abduct children and bleed them and the Sansha's Nation abducting everyone they can get their hands on and plugging them into a New Eden version of the Matrix.

Can anyone call EoM anything but a terrorist group?

Just a delinquent Republic Military School dropout. Never met my parents.

I couldn't leave Ammold fast enough. I only got as far as one jump away. Emogranlan, which was a small mission hub.

My becoming a capsuleer granted me a certain freedom, to roam. I think it's in my genetics; a Drifter Vherokir is the stereotype. But a guy's gotta eat. I learned how to use a salvager module, at first begging in Frarn and Emogranlan for salvaging rights. Eventually I learned it was more profitable to probe the battleships down myself and just take their things. Eventually I was living out of Dodixie as well. Would go to Jita to sell. What a place.

Petty theft and running salvage was my main source of life the early days. Barely a slap on the wrist from CONCORD. It just got me by, I couldn't fly anything nice anyway, just watched my wallet grow. Started enjoying the finer Citadel cigars and spiced wines from Molden Heath. The occasional strippers.

Getting recruited almost randomly into a corporation I met a man who I won't name, who's goal was to loot everything from the corporation we were in. I thought it was a great idea myself, I've got no loyalty to these other pilots anyway.

By the way, through a cousin, I met a pirate that invited me on a roam. We killed a Taranis and podded him. It was a 3v1, the poor guy didn't have much of a chance. Was I supposed to like it? Normally by adolescence, a Minmatar has gone through the Voluval. (I used to get teased pretty bad in Republic Military School growing up.) I couldn't shake how good I felt killing someone, so I met with a Vherokir shaman. He said it was time. My Voluval marking changed my face forever. A murderer with a conscience..

..Someone did steal that corp's assets by the way. It wasn't me. Now I know ninja salvaging ain't honest. Or blowing up a ship and podding someone..

I flew with that corp thief for a while, all he wanted to do was grief, grief , grief. Started wondering if that's what I really wanted myself. These bears couldn't really shoot back, they would hide behind station guards. We had our own corporation, running a little extortion, some assault and battery. If it was slow I would go back to salvaging but I was doing less and less of it. I was pretty much living out of Jita now.

One fateful day in Arnon, I agreed to a Rifter 1v1 with a black jacket. I'll never forget that rush, my first taste of PVP. But Lowsec is scary, we aren't supposed to go there? This according to these 'tough' highsec griefers I been flying with.

Got to know a lot of other highsec thugs. The guy I flown with from that player corp was cool, until he got in front of his friends. He wasn't treating me very well. Like I was just some scrub. In front of his friends he scrammed and webbed my Rifter, popped it, and to my surprise, popped my pod.

I was pissed off. We had a contract to grief some miners. I made a secret deal with the 'carebears' to awox my own CEO. And I did.

But I had failed to kill him with my Rupture. He was able to break my scram and warp off. I only got half of the pay. The carebear was still thankful.

*Brink shakes his head, lighting another cigarette.*

"Highsec" Brink said, as smoke billows out of his mouth. "Empire space."

I knew they were afraid of lowsec. I'm a Drifter, now I'm on the run. Always had to stay a step ahead of CONCORD, I'll never know how ahead I am of the mercenaries and griefers. Who can I trust? I remembered that fight with that guy with the Rifter jacket on. He made some introductions and I was a prospect in the Black Rebel Rifter Club. Getting my patch was one of my greatest achievements. Trading my Salvager II for a 200mm Autocannon II was the best thing I ever did. I flew with them for over two and a half years.



A bonus to flying with those guys? Molden Heath had lots of other Vherokir. For the first time, I felt home.

CONCORD never really paid attention to my actions in highsec. Before I knew it I was -10 and my standings with every faction are completely shot to Hell. I have several counts of murder, theft, extortion, they don't even know the half of it. But they won't touch me in lowsec and null.

Nowadays I live out in lowsec Essence, but I feel like picking up and moving again. Another Vherokir stereotype - I own a small bar. I know for a fact I've served undercover Federal Intelligence Officers drinks. I behave myself when I have to.

I now fly with the Screaming Hayabusa. Still a criminal. It's not always sportscars and women but I am loving life on boosters and booze. Frigate enthusiast, my favorite is still the Rifter.