Out of Pod Experience

It's small, nimble, durable enough and packs a punch when well used... I'm liking the König Tier V german battleship. It fulfills the rule that tier V BBs are fun; I recall enjoying the New York, the Kongo is full of fond memories (sinking 3 destroyers in a row with my mains...) and now the König is quite enjoyable. In part it's because anything is more enjoyable than a tier IV BB, and part because Tier V is the point where ships sitll can pull their weight easily from a financial POV. At Tier VI earning enough money starts becoming increasingly difficult, at least for me...

On average I am a mediocre player, but that's not surprising; I'm a terrible PvPr no matter what I am playing. And yet I enjoy facing human opponents and the rare occasions where I totally pwn them.... right because they're so rare, I guess. Am I good at competing? Not. People compete at things where those who are good at competing actually compete. By definition those who aren't good at competing, can't influence what will be the competition grounds. Thus those who are good at things that aren't competable(?), really are meaningless to competition. Each of us thinks, sooner or later, that we could be winners of competition if the competition just moved to our grounds, were we are masters of the universe... but that's not how reality and people work.

The more I think about it, the more I feel asking what the F was I thinking when I joined EVE Online. The answer is obvious, I wasn't thinking anything, I just knew it was an overly complicated spaceships MMO. But knowing what a terrible EVE player I am, and the horrible amount of time, money, thought and emotions that has taken this lesson, I feel mildly embarrassed to even have tried. Of course I am good on my own grounds; but that's meaningless to the way people compete about EVE Online.

At least now I am playing something that doesn't makes me feel bad. World of Warships is, after all, just a game. And that's refreshing.

Nighties lovelies!

DMC foreva! \o/

It's small, nimble, durable enough and packs a punch when well used... I'm liking the König Tier V german battleship. It fulfills the rule that tier V BBs are fun; I recall enjoying the New York, the Kongo is full of fond memories (sinking 3 destroyers in a row with my mains...) and now the König is quite enjoyable. In part it's because anything is more enjoyable than a tier IV BB, and part because Tier V is the point where ships sitll can pull their weight easily from a financial POV. At Tier VI earning enough money starts becoming increasingly difficult, at least for me...

On average I am a mediocre player, but that's not surprising; I'm a terrible PvPr no matter what I am playing. And yet I enjoy facing human opponents and the rare occasions where I totally pwn them.... right because they're so rare, I guess. Am I good at competing? Not. People compete at things where those who are good at competing actually compete. By definition those who aren't good at competing, can't influence what will be the competition grounds. Thus those who are good at things that aren't competable(?), really are meaningless to competition. Each of us thinks, sooner or later, that we could be winners of competition if the competition just moved to our grounds, were we are masters of the universe... but that's not how reality and people work.

The more I think about it, the more I feel asking what the F was I thinking when I joined EVE Online. The answer is obvious, I wasn't thinking anything, I just knew it was an overly complicated spaceships MMO. But knowing what a terrible EVE player I am, and the horrible amount of time, money, thought and emotions that has taken this lesson, I feel mildly embarrassed to even have tried. Of course I am good on my own grounds; but that's meaningless to the way people compete about EVE Online.

At least now I am playing something that doesn't makes me feel bad. World of Warships is, after all, just a game. And that's refreshing.

Nighties lovelies!

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I was starting playing EVE because of the relaxing factor. Space, flying spaceships, exploration, avatar stuff. Before that I used to play mainly action RPG's, shooters and other twitch gameplay based games. Street fighter made me jump on my chair so much I broke one . Now I can sleep while mining away rocks, to then buy some shiny avatar stuff on market. People are talking about EVE being PvP game, but for me its what I make out of it.

When I really need some adrenaline and big amount of ISK again, I jump into low sec and farm DED sites. EVE can be so different sometimes, Its enough of difference to not bore me.

I started EVE Online to bash NPCs and get a better ship to bash more NPCs, as I've done in every spaceship game I've played. I didn't knew how or what was PvP in EVE Online, just figured that at some point I would own a ship good enough, skills good enough and be confident enough to give a try to PvP. Meanwhile I would just stay clear from people who had been playing the game for years, knew everyhitng I didn't knew and acted as a-holes on local about their PvP victories on completely lesser targets, specially if there were many versus one target. I didn't wanted to be neither one of those jerks nor their target. Then it turned that NPCs could also totally ruin your day and cause terrible losses (i.e. kill my brand new, godawfully fit and unskilled Megathron in my first Level 4 and also first encounter with warp scramblers), so I called it a day with that character and started anew with a different character, Ishtanchuk.

But for years, I played EVE Online without understanding that everything that seemed wrong with it, was about me being the wrong player. Once I realized that, I tried to embrace my "wrongness" as I had become aware that a unseen and silent but real majority of EVE players are "wrong" players, but then it came Rubicon and CCP focused on developing the game exclusively for the right players and the realization that whether EVE tanked or floated, there wouldn't be a place for me in it. After 7 years and 1500 euros and thousands upon thousands of words, it was over.

It feels like banging your head on a wall until you realize it's a wall, then try to negotiate with it so it lets you make a small bump on the surface, then realize it's an effin wall and the only you can do about it is either leave it or blow it with dynamite. And frankly, I am not that crazy so I just left the wall...

...but I still come back and pee on it each now and then.

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