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EVE Online : Fevered Delirium

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Lyris Nairn
Perkone
Caldari State
#1 - 2011-11-09 00:52:13 UTC
Hello Space Friends;

I would like to talk to you all today about EVE Online, a niche MMO produced by CCP hf of Iceland. It is a game that seems like it does not so much want to be played as posted about or read about, and in that I have found myself indelibly addicted to it. I just can't stop posting about it, or reading about it. The politics, the complaints, the whines, the threats, the misinformation campaigns, the flame wars, the doctored histories, the conspiracy theories, and so on—it all adds up to an irresistible combination that I just have to read and pay and play. I am not at all addicted to the actual video game, mind you. It's been weeks since I've logged into the game except to change skills or throw money around to manage investments and buy gifts for friends; but, I maintain an active subscription because on days like today I find myself not even noticing as the hours go by in a dreamy haze.

A good deal of this is likely the result of the fever I've had for the past several days. But today was the first day that I decided to start posting on EVE Online while during this condition. I have stayed home from school, and in between fits of chills and shakes, naps and emergency jaunts to the toilet, I have posted. Some of those posts were made from my usual desktop computer, from which I was able to access the entire range of ASCII characters for my compositions. Some were made from the intimacy of my bed, while wrapped up in blankets and shivering as I fumbled to strike the keys on my undersized netbook keyboard. Others were made from the bathroom, while submerged in steamy hot water or doubled-over on the toilet. But there does not seem to be a time break between them. In my mind, though in reality hours have passed during which my consciousness and lucidity have surely lapsed, it has been one lone session of posting on the forums. It doesn't stop, it doesn't start, it has no beginning or end. It's like I am talking to God, and the entire rest of my life is a dream.

Sky Captain of Your Heart

Reddit: lyris_nairn Skype: lyris.nairn Twitter: @lyris_nairn
Cailais
The Red Pill Taker Group
#2 - 2011-11-09 00:56:56 UTC
Lyris Nairn wrote:
Hello Space Friends;

I would like to talk to you all today about EVE Online, a niche MMO produced by CCP hf of Iceland. It is a game that seems like it does not so much want to be played as posted about or read about, and in that I have found myself indelibly addicted to it. I just can't stop posting about it, or reading about it. The politics, the complaints, the whines, the threats, the misinformation campaigns, the flame wars, the doctored histories, the conspiracy theories, and so on—it all adds up to an irresistible combination that I just have to read and pay and play. I am not at all addicted to the actual video game, mind you. It's been weeks since I've logged into the game except to change skills or throw money around to manage investments and buy gifts for friends; but, I maintain an active subscription because on days like today I find myself not even noticing as the hours go by in a dreamy haze.

A good deal of this is likely the result of the fever I've had for the past several days. But today was the first day that I decided to start posting on EVE Online while during this condition. I have stayed home from school, and in between fits of chills and shakes, naps and emergency jaunts to the toilet, I have posted. Some of those posts were made from my usual desktop computer, from which I was able to access the entire range of ASCII characters for my compositions. Some were made from the intimacy of my bed, while wrapped up in blankets and shivering as I fumbled to strike the keys on my undersized netbook keyboard. Others were made from the bathroom, while submerged in steamy hot water or doubled-over on the toilet. But there does not seem to be a time break between them. In my mind, though in reality hours have passed during which my consciousness and lucidity have surely lapsed, it has been one lone session of posting on the forums. It doesn't stop, it doesn't start, it has no beginning or end. It's like I am talking to God, and the entire rest of my life is a dream.



Wait...you mean there's a game aswell as the forums?!?

You trollin me?

C.
Jodis Talvanen
State War Academy
Caldari State
#3 - 2011-11-09 00:57:01 UTC
God doesn't exist. Get well soon.
Venus Vermillion
Imperial Shipment
Amarr Empire
#4 - 2011-11-09 00:59:48 UTC
Jodis Talvanen wrote:
God doesn't exist. Get well soon.


Eve doesn't exist.

There is no game, only reality.

Eve is real.
Lyris Nairn
Perkone
Caldari State
#5 - 2011-11-09 01:01:11 UTC
I wrote out my will today, I think, during one of my brief pauses from writing posts. I scribbled it on plain notebook paper, and upon later inspection it probably would not hold up in court because it looks like a five year old wrote it. I wasn't looking at the notebook while I wrote it; I was looking at the EVE Online forums, reading a post by Jade Constantine in the Intergalactic Summit. But it lists my fiancee as my next of kin and leaves to her all of my worldly possessions in the event that I do not recover from this illness. In such an event my obituary will surely be rather humorous, noting that I passed away in the middle of composing a post for the EVE Online forums.

I had a dream the other night that EVE Online was an amazing combination of Starcraft 2, Star Trek, and Warhammer 40,000, in which everyone was either Captain Picard or Tychus Finley. I recall that some guy (who was of course Captain Picard) trying to sell me (also Captain Picard) a Dominion Starship for only 300 Latinum, which was quite the steal. I remember looking up where it was located and being very uspet that it was on the other side of the worm hole; so, instead of paying the man, I sent a squad of Space Marines led by Jim Raynor and The Mittani (Tychus Finley) to tear up his home base. I can't really recall what the result of this conflict was, except that I woke up very satisfied with it.

Sky Captain of Your Heart

Reddit: lyris_nairn Skype: lyris.nairn Twitter: @lyris_nairn
Jodis Talvanen
State War Academy
Caldari State
#6 - 2011-11-09 01:01:37 UTC
Venus Vermillion wrote:
Jodis Talvanen wrote:
God doesn't exist. Get well soon.


Eve doesn't exist.

There is no game, only reality.

Eve is real.

EVE is real!

:EVEISREAL:

EVE is real.

EVE Israel.

Eveisrael.

Eveis Rael.
Jodis Talvanen
State War Academy
Caldari State
#7 - 2011-11-09 01:03:39 UTC
Lyris Nairn wrote:
I wrote out my will today, I think, during one of my brief pauses from writing posts. I scribbled it on plain notebook paper, and upon later inspection it probably would not hold up in court because it looks like a five year old wrote it. I wasn't looking at the notebook while I wrote it; I was looking at the EVE Online forums, reading a post by Jade Constantine in the Intergalactic Summit. But it lists my fiancee as my next of kin and leaves to her all of my worldly possessions in the event that I do not recover from this illness. In such an event my obituary will surely be rather humorous, noting that I passed away in the middle of composing a post for the EVE Online forums.

I had a dream the other night that EVE Online was an amazing combination of Starcraft 2, Star Trek, and Warhammer 40,000, in which everyone was either Captain Picard or Tychus Finley. I recall that some guy (who was of course Captain Picard) trying to sell me (also Captain Picard) a Dominion Starship for only 300 Latinum, which was quite the steal. I remember looking up where it was located and being very uspet that it was on the other side of the worm hole; so, instead of paying the man, I sent a squad of Space Marines led by Jim Raynor and The Mittani (Tychus Finley) to tear up his home base. I can't really recall what the result of this conflict was, except that I woke up very satisfied with it.


I always liked your post. Please do not die.
Jodis Talvanen
State War Academy
Caldari State
#8 - 2011-11-09 01:05:17 UTC
If you have fever you will get better in a week or two. You're not going to die.
Mortis vonShadow
Balanaz Mining and Development Inc.
#9 - 2011-11-09 01:07:18 UTC
Welcome home, Lyris.

Eat lots and lots and lots of MRE peanut butter. Then eat lots and lots and lots of MRE cheese.

And that shadowy figure standing just outside of your hazy vision, thats me.

No. I am not a ghost or God. Nor am I a hallucination.

I am Mortis and I've come for the debt that you owe. Are you ready to settle up?

Go get your phone, smash same into the wall. Get back into bed, and I will be with you shortly.

Your destiny is about to be fulfilled.

Some days you're the bug, and some days your the windscreen.                   And some days, you're just a man with a gun.
Lyris Nairn
Perkone
Caldari State
#10 - 2011-11-09 01:09:37 UTC
Jodis Talvanen wrote:
God doesn't exist. Get well soon.

I am not a religious person by any means but I do not have any more coherent way to describe the way I feel about this forum posting session right now than to compare it to a religious experience in which it subverts and suffuses the entirety of who and what I am as I lie here in bed, shivering and wishing my head would stop hurting. I suppose the fact that typing is such an easy thing for me to do is part of it, in that it allows me to express myself with minimal effort and movement such that talking or interpretive dance cannot allow. Though now that I consider it, interpretive dance on the forums would be an amazing thing. I want to do this, somehow. I want to express to you fully who and what I am so that you can see to and through the heart of me, know me and understand the heart of all the matters I may ever exhume. It's a blur, right now. It's like when you're walking a long distance and you retreat into your mind, only to be rudely awakened from your lucid dreaming when you suddenly find yourself where you were trying to go. Only it doesn't really feel like I have a place that I am trying to go, or a thing I am trying to be. I even reject the idea that I can or should be a specific thing, or a specific place; in fact, I am fairly certain that being a place is impossible, except in the strictly scientific definition.

But that's not the point! The point is that I am here, and I am now, and so are you, and even if I pass out in the middle of typing this post or the post after it I will wake up and the forums will still be here like a constant reminder of my own mortality or a silent guardian while I sleep. I will return to the forums and the forums will be as always receptive to my musings, and I will say what is on my mind and while some of you may not agree with it, as you yourself have just expressed, that is less of a concern than the fact that you receive and comprehend the points that I am making. You, and that other guy, and me, and everyone else up to and including CCP Navigator of My Heart, will be here, and I will be here, and at the same time we will not be anywhere near each other through the magic of modern technology. We have transcended, during the time while we are connected to each other, our mortal coils and become something entirely apart from the homo sapiens what evolved this capacity. We have become light itself, and we shall expand to encompass everything.

Sky Captain of Your Heart

Reddit: lyris_nairn Skype: lyris.nairn Twitter: @lyris_nairn
Paragon Renegade
Sebiestor Tribe
#11 - 2011-11-09 01:10:33 UTC
You scare me, and not in the usual way

The pie is a tautology
Jodis Talvanen
State War Academy
Caldari State
#12 - 2011-11-09 01:17:30 UTC
Lyris Nairn wrote:
Jodis Talvanen wrote:
God doesn't exist. Get well soon.

I am not a religious person by any means but I do not have any more coherent way to describe the way I feel about this forum posting session right now than to compare it to a religious experience in which it subverts and suffuses the entirety of who and what I am as I lie here in bed, shivering and wishing my head would stop hurting. I suppose the fact that typing is such an easy thing for me to do is part of it, in that it allows me to express myself with minimal effort and movement such that talking or interpretive dance cannot allow. Though now that I consider it, interpretive dance on the forums would be an amazing thing. I want to do this, somehow. I want to express to you fully who and what I am so that you can see to and through the heart of me, know me and understand the heart of all the matters I may ever exhume. It's a blur, right now. It's like when you're walking a long distance and you retreat into your mind, only to be rudely awakened from your lucid dreaming when you suddenly find yourself where you were trying to go. Only it doesn't really feel like I have a place that I am trying to go, or a thing I am trying to be. I even reject the idea that I can or should be a specific thing, or a specific place; in fact, I am fairly certain that being a place is impossible, except in the strictly scientific definition.

But that's not the point! The point is that I am here, and I am now, and so are you, and even if I pass out in the middle of typing this post or the post after it I will wake up and the forums will still be here like a constant reminder of my own mortality or a silent guardian while I sleep. I will return to the forums and the forums will be as always receptive to my musings, and I will say what is on my mind and while some of you may not agree with it, as you yourself have just expressed, that is less of a concern than the fact that you receive and comprehend the points that I am making. You, and that other guy, and me, and everyone else up to and including CCP Navigator of My Heart, will be here, and I will be here, and at the same time we will not be anywhere near each other through the magic of modern technology. We have transcended, during the time while we are connected to each other, our mortal coils and become something entirely apart from the homo sapiens what evolved this capacity. We have become light itself, and we shall expand to encompass everything.

Poetic. Keep writing!
Jodis Talvanen
State War Academy
Caldari State
#13 - 2011-11-09 01:23:41 UTC
How is your fever?
Jodis Talvanen
State War Academy
Caldari State
#14 - 2011-11-09 01:23:55 UTC
Are you feeling any better?
Mortis vonShadow
Balanaz Mining and Development Inc.
#15 - 2011-11-09 01:23:59 UTC
And now you are ready to begin the journey.

There is no material world.

There is no immaterial world.

There just is.

As we wonder thru the abyss we often wonder about the irrevelant things that surround us.

But in the end, there just is.

If we remove everything and everyone, and leave the entirity of space with nothing, there would still be something.

And, Lyris, that something would be you.

Some days you're the bug, and some days your the windscreen.                   And some days, you're just a man with a gun.
Lyris Nairn
Perkone
Caldari State
#16 - 2011-11-09 01:28:35 UTC
Are you trying to convince me of some new age philosophy? I stopped paying attention once Fight Club convinced me that I was the all-singing, all-dancing crap of the world.

Sky Captain of Your Heart

Reddit: lyris_nairn Skype: lyris.nairn Twitter: @lyris_nairn
Mortis vonShadow
Balanaz Mining and Development Inc.
#17 - 2011-11-09 01:30:27 UTC
Lyris Nairn wrote:
Are you trying to convince me of some new age philosophy? I stopped paying attention once Fight Club convinced me that I was the all-singing, all-dancing crap of the world.



Still trapped in the material world are we, Lyris?

Some days you're the bug, and some days your the windscreen.                   And some days, you're just a man with a gun.
Zions Child
Higashikata Industries
#18 - 2011-11-09 01:33:25 UTC
Lyris Nairn wrote:
Jodis Talvanen wrote:
God doesn't exist. Get well soon.

I am not a religious person by any means but I do not have any more coherent way to describe the way I feel about this forum posting session right now than to compare it to a religious experience in which it subverts and suffuses the entirety of who and what I am as I lie here in bed, shivering and wishing my head would stop hurting. I suppose the fact that typing is such an easy thing for me to do is part of it, in that it allows me to express myself with minimal effort and movement such that talking or interpretive dance cannot allow. Though now that I consider it, interpretive dance on the forums would be an amazing thing. I want to do this, somehow. I want to express to you fully who and what I am so that you can see to and through the heart of me, know me and understand the heart of all the matters I may ever exhume. It's a blur, right now. It's like when you're walking a long distance and you retreat into your mind, only to be rudely awakened from your lucid dreaming when you suddenly find yourself where you were trying to go. Only it doesn't really feel like I have a place that I am trying to go, or a thing I am trying to be. I even reject the idea that I can or should be a specific thing, or a specific place; in fact, I am fairly certain that being a place is impossible, except in the strictly scientific definition.

But that's not the point! The point is that I am here, and I am now, and so are you, and even if I pass out in the middle of typing this post or the post after it I will wake up and the forums will still be here like a constant reminder of my own mortality or a silent guardian while I sleep. I will return to the forums and the forums will be as always receptive to my musings, and I will say what is on my mind and while some of you may not agree with it, as you yourself have just expressed, that is less of a concern than the fact that you receive and comprehend the points that I am making. You, and that other guy, and me, and everyone else up to and including CCP Navigator of My Heart, will be here, and I will be here, and at the same time we will not be anywhere near each other through the magic of modern technology. We have transcended, during the time while we are connected to each other, our mortal coils and become something entirely apart from the homo sapiens what evolved this capacity. We have become light itself, and we shall expand to encompass everything.


Never gonna give you up!
Never gonna let you dowwwn!
Never gonna run around and desert you!


NEVER STOP POSTING! <3<3<3
Kietay Ayari
Caldari State
#19 - 2011-11-09 01:34:53 UTC
I agree with this mostly! I find almost all of the activities in EVE boring, though I do actually play the game more than the OP does. What makes the boring tasks worth doing is the nature of the game and the people who play it I think!

Ferox #1
Lyris Nairn
Perkone
Caldari State
#20 - 2011-11-09 01:43:49 UTC
Jodis Talvanen wrote:
How is your fever?


This is Lyris' fiancee, his fever hasn't seem to have broken yet, but he seems slightly less exhausted today. Though it appears he has decided to pass out at the moment while mumbling about blankets, his lost phone, and eve posts. Fear not, I shall watch over him to make sure he doesn't die!

Sky Captain of Your Heart

Reddit: lyris_nairn Skype: lyris.nairn Twitter: @lyris_nairn
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