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Was actually talking in alliance chat about an hour ago about 'the good old days'.

Can't say I have an interesting story to tell, but I always remember back when I was a little podling in trinity, flying a rifter with 2 auto-cannons and an artillery using 3 different types of ammo, with a shield booster, hull repair and armour rep all fitted 'cos i didn't understand the idea behind cap stability, optimal range and falloff or resistances. Or grinding level 2 missions in a Crusader, speed tanking everything and saving up every penny to buy a Prophecy, only to lose it to a gate camp just 10 minutes later. buying a plex and selling to buy an Abaddon in Jita, fitting it to fight Gurista and then attempting to jump it through 5 low sec systems into null, resulting in it being gate camped by Hydra Reloaded, some pilot in the alliance I was in back then took pity on me and gave me another abaddon, which I then lost in high sec to a fleet of ECM Gurista with warp scramble frigates...

The only unusual tale I can tell is one of a ship named Lucky Star. Every Omen I owned has been named Lucky Star, and somehow this developed into a curse, because it was guaranteed that within 2 months of the ship being named that, it would be blown up in some of the less common occurences where one would lose a ship, like getting stuck bumping against objects that simply aren't there whilst the tank was breaking, getting blown up by things that aren't in the overview during a mission, or exploding so fast after going through a jump gate that you simply have no time whatsoever to even realise that you're under attack. No other ship in my repotoire has suffered as much as poor old Lucky star, and that is why my current Lucky Star, in all it's golden glory, is safely docked, and will never see the bleakness of space again... unless I get bored and feel like blowing up.

This one time, at gate camp, I stuck a Rokh in my *****

My story:

It was about 1am and I was quite drunk after getting home. I've logged on to EVE and I was either PVP or PVE'ing when this happened;

http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/2008_Lincolnshire_earthquake

"The 2008 Lincolnshire earthquake struck Lincolnshire, in the United Kingdom, on 27 February 2008 at 00:56:47.8s GMT. According to the British Geological Survey, the quake registered a reading of 5.2 on the Richter scale"

My house shook for about 10 seconds, plates smashing etc.

I genuinely thought it was my missiles in the game causing the ground, walls and windows to move...I was in shock for about a minute, staring at my screen, thinking "WTFH", until I realized it was an earthquake.

Don't drink and EVE.

after several months in 0.0 sov. I have confirmed sov sucks.

My best EvE story?

The countless times I've tricked and scammed derps into giving me Isk and ships.


I think so far my personal favorite is convincing this lovely chap to hand me 400mil to get "blue" status so he could mine, then continue to explode him and his corp mates as they came into the system.

Fun times...

Sweet vengeance /the most fun I ever had in EVE solo

I was once the token PVPer in a carebear corp a few of my real life friends had started. Well, another real life recruit of ours from college was semi-converted from WoW. He still hadn't quite grasped the nature of EVE. I was informed that he was considering quitting EVE due to a recent encounter with a ninja-salvager/ganker, and that I should assist in talking him out of it.

So, the next time I saw him log in I started trying my best to do just that. He seemed to grow increasingly agitated with my "yeah, that happens..." kind of response (apparently he had received similar sentiment from other corpies) he started broadly generalizing about "***-holes". Resigning, I finally encouraged him to stay, but, should he leave, kindly donate his meager assets to Corp (the nicest way I could think to say, "can I has your stuff?")

He declared he would never leave his stuff to a Corp full of ***-holes like us.

At this point I would like to point out that this was in fact the third occasion on which he had personally insulted me. Once before when I terminated a different RL-friend/corpmate for arguing about politics in my channel, and once while we were playing table-top DnD and I attacked a member of our own party (I know, I'm a terrible person). On all three occasions he called me an ***-hole.

"I'll show you ***-hole." I thought, as I quickly bribed someone to run a locator agent on him. Meanwhile, placating him with some nonsense about how he was entitled to his opinion.

I find out where he's running his level 2 missions out of, it's a 0.9 system, at the time my sec status was just low enough to get me attacked in 0.9 but not 0.8, damn it. I had to lure him out.

So the next day, I log in Pig and idle chat a bit, acting as though all is forgotten. I later log in a different alt he didn't know was affiliated with me. I chit chat with myself for awhile, and suddenly my alt starts mentioning how there is a Titan in dodixie and it looks really cool, "Oh yeah," says Galaxy Pig, "They do that sometimes, I was at the Malkalen disaster blah blah blah..."

"Oh, I think I'll go check it out," says my potty-mouthed Corp-mate, "I have a bunch of mission loot to sell there anyways..."

Bingo.

Now, I had previously determined the path he would fly from his HQ to Dodixe, and was camping one of the lower-sec gates along the way in a trusty Caldari Navy Hookbill.

Sure enough, he came through the gate in an iteron full of all his valuable loot. (about 20 mil worth of crap), and this happened:

[ 2012.07.06 06:38:29 ] Rhombur Gowen > Pig, what are you doing?
[ 2012.07.06 06:38:51 ] Rhombur Gowen > **** it! I have stuff I'm going to sell on here!
[ 2012.07.06 06:39:41 ] Rhombur Gowen > YOU ******! I don't have the isk to replace the implants I just lost!
[ 2012.07.06 06:40:07 ] Galaxy Pig > Oh i'd buy you some new ones
[ 2012.07.06 06:40:17 ] Rhombur Gowen > YOU GOD DAMN ******* ******* IDIOT!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
[ 2012.07.06 06:40:17 ] Galaxy Pig > but this whole corp is full of douches
[ 2012.07.06 06:40:44 ] Galaxy Pig > you are the idiot who just fell for my elaborate ruse
[ 2012.07.06 06:40:48 ] Galaxy Pig > watch
[ 2012.07.06 06:41:12 ] (redacted) > Galaxy Pig is the greatest PVPer ever to live and you should watch out when you insult him.
[ 2012.07.06 06:42:42 ] Rhombur Gowen > So are you going to replace all the +4 implants I had and stuff I had on my ship
[ 2012.07.06 06:43:16 ] (redacted) > Oh, I would... But as you pointed out, this whole corp is full of douche bags
[ 2012.07.06 06:43:21 ] (redacted) > so my hands are tied
[ 2012.07.06 06:45:14 ] Galaxy Pig > Oh, did the sandbox just get a little too real for ya?
[ 2012.07.06 06:45:47 ] Galaxy Pig > You should probably go back to playing pokemon or whatever the **** blizzard makes nowadays....
[ 2012.07.06 06:45:55 ] Rhombur Gowen > You have just proved everything I ever said about this corp
[ 2012.07.06 06:46:17 ] Galaxy Pig > More of a self fulfilling prophecy if you ask me

He then rage-logged, and proceeded to text our RL friend/CEO at 1:00 AM with demands I be kicked from corp and threats of physical violence against me.

That was my 'I was there' moment, killing a mouthy noob along with hours worth of his mission loot and a head full of +4's.

Probably my favorite story:

After I'd been playing Eve for about a year I started burning out and decided to take a turn for the dark side. I landed in a small, new-ish corp called The Skunkworks. We were a highsec wardec / griefer corp and I was the enthusiastic new guy with almost no PVP experience.

About the time I got fully involved in the corp we had an ongoing war with a small-ish industrial corp that had delusions of competency when it came to PVP. We had some good fleet battles and ultimately they withdrew to defending their POS and only venturing out when they thought they had us wildly outnumbered. One night I got home to find that the Skunks had incapacitated the POS defenses and wiped out a defense fleet in the process. The enemy was holed up, most of our guys had logged out, and I was told there were no more fights to be had.

I decided to check things out for myself. I found a kitchen sink repair fleet bringing some defenses back online. After watching them for a bit, I decided we should take a shot at them. I rallied three corpmates and had them gather at a nearby planet. I positioned my Pilgrim and called for them to warp to me at 10 km. The resulting gank killed a Pilgrim and a Hurricane, as well as the 'Cane pilot's pod. We got in and out under the POS defenses without losses.

It seems like a small thing, but for a guy new to this sort of thing, it was huge. Suddenly I wasn't the new guy...I was the guy who dropped a gank fleet under POS defenses and got it out in one piece. That one moment changed my approach to Eve.

I'm not much of a story teller and although i could fill a whole book,
i can try sharing this small bit with whomever it may interest.


It was the early days of my glorious change from carebear to outlaw.

I've spent two years in deltole, shooting NPCs, until a small thought started to dawn upon me.

There is no point in shooting NPCs, because they don't care.
Why play *this* game, if i only do things that don't matter to anybody?
This is all too easy. There's no point in doing this anymore.


Confused about this first step towards enlightenment it took me a few more weeks
until i finally started to realize what i had to do. Adapt or die (unsub).


In realization of the imminent end of my life in new eden,
i went to dodixie, bought an hyperion and fitted it with smartbombs.
Hyperions are massive ... and a smartbombs range profits from bigger hulls.

I undocked, floated foward, and waited for my ship to reach the end of the docking range ...
... plus a bit for my smartbombs ...
... and then i hit the brakes.


Ten minutes passed while i was observing all those ships floating towards me.
Still rationalizing, suddenly a rifter started orbitting me.

I found that to be quite funny, considering my intention ... so i convo'd him.
He said he had no apparent reason for doing this, but i was simply there
and my huge ship was nice to fly around in circles.

So i asked ...


"Do you have implants?"


... "yes?" ...



"Do you want to keep them?"



... "uh oh" ...



... and surprisingly, from one second to the next, there were 20km distance between us.


That amused me ... and changed me a bit.
Enlightenment was well within reach now.


I realized that sitting around wouldn't help me,
so i programmed Deltole as destination and hit warp.

Deltole is a system on route from Hek to Dodixie ...
... with reasonably high traffic. Thinking about it today ...

... It made perfect sense to end it all where it all has started.



I jumped into Deltole and observed. A rifter ... and a destroyer, obvious alts,
sitting well outside of the gates range ... scanning ships.
I started slowboating towards them.


Then i sat there. Waiting. Rationalizing. Thinking.

If i do this, there's no turning back. Ratting myself up is a no go.
It'll take ages and it'll probably break my will to keep logging in.

Fifteen minutes passed, lots of ships and pods moving towards the gate, until ...




This one pod ... called HANNA BARBERA.





HANNA BARBERA ... the makers of Scooby Doo.





I ......................
.................................. hate .....................................
......................................................................................... Scooby .................... Doo.






And thus, with no more thoughts interfering,
i pressed the keys that brought the light of freedom upon me and all of those well within my reach ...




... and CONCORD asked me ...






Are you sure ?







And i said ...






YES !

Once I played a great game that was run by a company that thought customer service ment to bend your customers over and "service" them.

True story

That's a great one. Seems like there used to be more interesting stunts like that one. Another example: Harper Handee, EVE Tourist - Around New Eden in 80 Days tales. What makes these tales good is the humor, in addition to the actual in-game misadventures. Need some more stuff like that these days guys.