"Space," says the Guide, "is big. Really big. You just won't believe how vastly, hugely, mindbogglingly big it really is," and so on.
For those of you coming from the Eve-Online.com forums: Welcome! I'll update my blog both here and on the forums, even though they use different HTML set ups, and thus is a pain in the ass.
Also, I can swear here. Fuck yeah!
My friends, I have, as of the time of the creation of this topic, been playing Eve Online for the better part of a year. In that time, I have dabbled in a little bit of everything. I've run missions until my eyes bled. I've stared at my mining lasers for hours on end, even going so far as to get a Hulk...which I have used once. It is now sitting in my hangar collecting space dust.
I've tried, and failed, to be a pirate. The Yarr is not strong with me, it seems.
I have been a salvager, a cargo runner, a trader, a 'plex jockey, a pirate, an anti-pirate, a carebear, an ice supplier, and even a lowly, pathetic can flipper.
For all intents and purposes, I had become a space hooker, always looking for that next source of Isk, bouncing around from job to job to feed my unfortunate penchant for getting my ship blown up in battles I shouldn't have entered in the first place.
Eve had become...predictable. Maybe a little boring. I wasn't sure what I wanted to do. And then I stumbled upon a little thing called The 0.0 Experiment by the great one himself, Innuminable Natmoore. Err...Inumerable...Inominoot...THAT ONE GUY.
For those of you who haven't had the delight of reading it, I suggest you do so.
Go ahead, I'll wait.
Back? Good. Entertaining, wasn't it? I thought so too.
His tale of travelling the expanses of Eve with nothing but a shuttle and a dream inspired me to no end, and I immediately took a trip to the Eve Gate a week after reading his exploits. I "ooooh"ed and "ahhhh"ed, and went back to my business. A nice diversion, but nothing I could occupy any real amount of time with, right?
Ha! You underestimate my boredom and amount of free time!
I've read a few "Adventure Log" type of topics on these forums over the last few months, and I always thought it would be fun to give it a shot...so here I am.
I bring my story to you, MY PEOPLE, SONS AND DAUGHTERS OF HELGHAN! FOR TOO LONG HAVE WE BEEN OPPR--oh, sorry. Wrong sci-fi universe.
My plan is simple: I will become the best Eve Tourist I can be. I will visit every pretty site, every demolished wreck, every scary Goon hub and BoB gate camp. Eve is a very big place, and it saddens me that I have only visited a tiny, tiny portion of it. So explore it I will! And I will do so armed only with a dry sense of humor and the ability to be podded every time I open my damn mouth.
The journey will be long, and I will probably end up going to the bathroom in the corner of my ship more than once, but if I can entertain some of you while you're slacking off at work (don't worry, I do it too...in fact, I'm doing it right now), or while you're absent-mindedly alt-tabbing between the forums and your HIGH OCTANE MINING LASERS, it will have been worth it.
I will endeavor to update this travel journal as much as possible, i.e. when I'm not busy playing the new Call of Duty or Dead Space on my 360.
I will update daily, and will try for at least two updates a day, provided I'm not preoccupied with work, or Christmas shopping, or compulsively rearranging my DVD collection by alphabetical order.
So join me, won't you? There will be cake.