Well last night was a watershed night for me in EVE. A couple of things happened that really solidified my playing experience and my time with my corp.
As you might remember, I was pondering switching corps to a subsidary of my current one that was smaller and geared more towards new players. I had held off on that until my – “handler” I’ll call him, the corp leader overwatching me could gives some feedback on that decision. But last night Origin Systems showed their true colors and strength for one of their newest members.
It all started with yet another courier mission. I’ve been doing a few missions each night, which, when added to salvage, has been netting me about 1 million ISK a night. I got yet another mission requiring a low sec jaunt, but by now I’m pretty used to those. The Tristan, tough as it is, is still a frigate, and thus hard to target, agile, fast, and quick to warp. Unfortunately, this mission took me to the wrong system. As I warped in to the one station in the system, I found a pair of blinking reds on my screen. Fortunately I had warped to dock. In the split second there, I managed to sneak a “Look At” and so that one of them was a Thorax or one of its variants. It appeared to be fighting the other vessel, which I did not look at, so I figured I was safe to dart back out again a few minutes later, esp. since one of them was engaged in casual local chit-chat. Unfortunately, that Thorax was apparently a Vigilant, and he somehow managed to lock me and pin me even as I was warping away. Anyway, then he began to light me up with missle and blaster shots. I think he thought he could wax me before I could get the timer down to redock, but in the famous words of Ron White, he was wwrronngg. Back in the station, he tells me in local chat “2m and you can leave.” Being the noob I am, I thought that meant 2 minutes, and I couldn’t figure out what was going on that required an egg timer of that variety. Once it clicked though, I laughed at him. That was just south of half my wallet, and nobody can stay on forever…
Meanwhile in Alliance chat, people are complaining about the lack of pew pew (see, I’m not a total noob, I know what that means!) so I mention, hey, if you’re bored…and they were. Within ten minutes, I had a pretty belligerent gang a half dozen strong inbound from the warp gate. No questions, no hesitation about my noobish status in the corp. Just hard burning cavalry to the rescue action. I felt like I was playing the old PnP Shadowrun RPG and I had just utilized the badass “summong gang” contact ability. But unfortunately, there was no happy ending here.
I had noticed in local chat that one other guy there also had piss poor security status, and sure enough, he was an alliance mate. I warned my inbounds, that I didn’t know where he was or what he was flying. Cue noob moment two, when my alliance mate calls out: two reds on station, second is in a Chimaera, and I respond, well, you have him pretty well outnumbered. The next line was laughter followed by a hotlink text informing me that this was a carrier, and showing me how much pew pew capital ships can dish out, especially against the T1 cruisers in my rescue party. Some strategy was discussed, including brining in our own capital ships, but it ended up being a moot point. My captor warped off station without warning, in the middle of taunting me in local no less. I made a break for it under the carriers nose, my alliance saying it should be fine, unless he had smart bombs (the last scrolled onto my screen as I’m exiting the station, soliciting a naughty word from me). But it was fine, and we all cleared the system safely. Color me impressed with their response and help.
But the evening was young and later in corp chat, chewing the cud, it apparently sinks in just how new I am when it comes out that I’m saving for Learning Skill Books. And my corpmate 2lost immediately puts 9 million ISK in my wallet. Just like that! In the process of thanking him, he indicates he’s suprised at how little I have. And the final curtain on my noobishness rises. Hes astounded that I’ve been mining in a frigate and mission running, and spends the next half hour giving me great advice.
Long story short, use the money to buy a cruiser and the skill for it, fit it with mining lasers, use my mad drones skills for defense, and cut down considerably on the amount of time needed to raise the money for skill books.
Boy do I feel lame. But he is as gracious as can be, asking only that I pass it on to other noobs in due time. No problems there! To cap it all off, he tells me he’ll haul a couple of T2 mining lasers from the corp hanger to me (my only remaining urk-point – I still have no access even to the rookie hanger).
So my skills are training, and tonight, it looks like I’ll have my very first shiny new cruiser. The only question is….which one?
Thanks 2lost, Origin Systems, and my to my alliance mates. You saved my bacon in more ways than one, and helped me to have more fun in the game than I was having. Could a gamer ask for anything more?