EVE Fiction

I'm doing it... I'm blogging. I think it's fanfiction, though. Sort of.

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Introduction to the persona: A New Disciple of Volition


I have taken willingly a plenty of tithe in hate of them - but lust for it, no more.

-Lt. Col. Eismann on want for greater ideological justification of the Caldari-Gallente war.



Feedback is always welcome - I am Rock Solid.


As this is a pilot post, it is likely to be heavily edited in the future.

Farewell, Immensea

I return at last to a more sensory world – a life of youthful urgency. Thank God we can flee – or convince ourselves we are. Thank the Suns for the urgency of risk and their adrenaline upon my infantily ancient physique.

New skin; old superstitions.

I am proud of my new cohorts already, for the leadership has made the (rather ballsy) decision to move from our back-country home in Immensea to a much more vibrant – and active – allocation in Branch.

I’ve been in nullsec for three weeks, and my only accomplishments of any note whatsoever are now tied up in two thirty-day-long frigate production runs. If I’ve heard correctly, we are trading space with Goonswarm, which should be more significant to me, I suppose. At least I’m leaving a housewarming present – a gigantic long-standing sell order of overpriced Tech I Caldari frigates.

Also, I made a mistake, but security is an unwanted sickness.