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this is a blog it would appear…

just back from an 8 month break, where i explored and plundered the best the MMO universe has to offer, where i came to the conclusion: there’s no place like home.

Eve Online was my first MMO, and my first grapple with a gaming vs. RL dilemma: do i go out for a few drinks with those human beings i call friends, or do i sit in a station for 4 hours awaiting the order for the fleet to move out an undisclosed amount of jumps to achieve an undisclosed mission objective?

i’ve come back to eve to enjoy the more casual aspects of the game. get through all those level 4 missions i promised myself (and the riches that follow); have a little peek at w-space and perhaps sport some t3 contraption that will be the envy of my peers; involve myself with faction warfare, where fleet engagements i would imagine are relatively hassle free…

to do all these however, i’ll need a corp.

my last corp which was also my first, was Rionnag Alba: a collective of Scots who loved nothing more than pew pew and the banter. The corp grew, we accepted pilots from all over the globe to help with our alliance efforts, we contributed to taking a nice little chunk of 0.0 and struck fear into the hearts (or wallets) of our neighbouring enemies.

however, those days are over for me.

it’s bunnies for me, now. green ones, blue ones and a little house to call our own. no puppies though…or blondes…or hands for that matter…