EVE Fiction

" Yes'm....I was a capsuleer who thought he was done with his gig in space. I was tired n' bored all to hell of goin out into that eternal darkness to shoot asteroids, shoot rats, n' shoot jus about anything I didn't like or that would give me money. So I hung it up. Yes sir, I gave up doin all that crap. I saved me enough isk to drink for a hundred years right here in this station. That was my plan too. Just do what I wanted, pick up babes at the bar, throw up on their furniture. Man, it was a good run. Three years. Three stinkin' years I went without ever stepping foot into that hangar over yonder. Y'all don't even know hard that was. I'd get me some mail from guys I used to run with, bein all like, "Hey, Ray, when you gonna get your hiney back in that ship and come out with us?".

I just never replied really. Till a month or so ago, that is. I got wind of this new thing spreading across the skies like wildfire. Some said it was the next revolution. Others believed it was just another thing that would go away with time. Either way, it reignited that spark. I was tired of beer-......strike that. It was just time to find something new. So I went out there, into that dusty old hangar. I hooked back in to that beautiful boat and off I went. In search of something that I'd only heard referred to as "the Code."

Ahh crap. I'm runnin out of time. I was just supposed to haul that last load of ore in then head back out to my boys. Anyways, long story short, lemme tell you somethin' about this code after having met up with some of them nutties. Sounds great and wonderful and everything, until you actually listen to what they're sayin. Know what I mean? Open up the ears. All them kids is gonna do is stir more poo in the pot than they got possums to bet on. But I ain't no fool. This thing ain't goin away anytime soon. Guess we all gonna havta pick our sides soon. You gentlemen take care now. "

As the capsuleer trotted off, burdened by the spiced wines and beer he was carrying, one of the ragged men looked over to the other two, "Who was that guy?" he asked jerking his thumb in the direction of the speech giver.
"I dunno, but I sure did get the feeling he'll probably be dead a lot," the second man mumbled as the other two nodded in absent agreement.