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My First EVE Narrative

Hi everyone! A while back, I was getting all hot and bothered over the story of B-R5RB and a couple other cool things that had been going down in the big CFC-N3PL war. I was struck by how awesome the narrative was, and some vile tempters on /r/EVE encouraged me to find a buddy to invite me, and now here I am.

On to the story!

I had been peaceably doing career starter missions for a few days when I finally got enough money and skill to pilot and fit a Destroyer. I was ecstatic! I had no idea how big of an upgrade it would be, but nevermind that, a new ship! I chose the Algos because it's cooler looking than the Catalyst.

To actually construct and fit my Algos took probably two and a half hours, not the least bit because I had to go gallivanting across all of Gallente space just to find the right parts and ammunition. After acquiring my set of drones (I chose the medium scout drone, Hammerhead I), I was on my way back to fly military missions in my shiny new ship, the Backward Dragon.

In Algogille, the last system before I made it to my missions, I encountered something new and unfamiliar. A skull icon, just outside the gate! I cancelled autopilot, stopped my ship, and locked on to see what he was and why he was a skull. It was the Notorious Gankster Redd Spade! (Okay, that's embellished a little, I'm not sure he's anyone famous) He appeared to be engaged in combat with some dude whose name I forget (Glennis something?). I locked him as well to see how the battle was going.

Mexico

On Tynan

As I may have mentioned before, I am a huge fan of cruises. Although I haven't gone on one yet this year, I usually go on at least one or two every year. Where the cruise actually goes is wholly unimportant to me. Half the time I sleep through the stops anyway, and just stay on the boat. I just like having no cell phone, having great food available 24/7, and sitting on the back of the boat watching the waves.

It takes a certain type of person to enjoy a cruise. Usually that person is an old person. My friend Jonah and I are the two exceptions. I think we've gone on two cruises together, and each time we were the only people remotely close to our age. So much for meeting the hot ladies pirate-style.

On one such cruise we woke up at our usual time - 3pm. The boat was docked in Mexico, and was leaving at 5:30, meaning that everyone had to be on the boat at 5.

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