C9H13NO3 Straight to the Brain

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Right, so I know it has been a while, and I’m sorry for the delay and apologize to my avid reader(s?). The cause of that was a move from UT to TX which was well, somewhat of a taxer on the whole internets thing.

However, despite all of that, I have finally moved into an apartment and got my desktop set up once more, which allows me to play Eve once more and gather all kinds of interesting tidbits to fill this barren blog with sweet delicious fruit. The worms come free.

Anyways, the topic for today is ‘the shakes’. Everyone gets them, when that neutral lands at 0 on you and you see the locking symbols appear, or when your prober calls you to warp in on them, and you realize you’re about to enter into combat where the only probably outcome is destruction, possibly your own. Your pupils dilate, pulling in as many photons that pour from your LCD monitor as possible, your heart begins to pump harder and faster, your skins tightens up and the blood flow to your muscles is increased, ready for action.

Too bad the best you can do is click click click tappity tappity. However, the effects of the shakes are real. The addition of hte adrenaline allows you to react faster, causing you to be more alert and your brain work more efficiently, unfortunately this extra blood and sugar are meant for your muscles, not your brain, as your training and habits will kick in once things hit full speed. No one notices the shakes at full speed, when they are commanding that fleet of 250+ jumping through a gate into a close range RR blob of death, or running their interceptor headlong into a mixed gang, attempting to grab tackle and hold on, piloting at their very limit in order to survive.

It’s the slow times that the shakes effect me, I’ve had them so bad after a narrow battle that I was having a hard time typing, let alone clicking. I eventually ended up going to get a glass of water and doing some jumping jacks and pushups to work off the energy in my arms. My jaw hurt too, and that’s when I realized I clench my teeth when I get the shakes, and apparently it was clenched the whole battle.

When I was an FC back in the day, fighting nearly daily the edge of the shakes had worn off. I remember them coming on for the bigger battles, especially if capitals were involved, but otehrwise it was almost routine. However, with this last break of a few weeks I had apparently kicked the ‘adrenaline’ habit.

We’re exfiltrating assets out of our C4 home, my ships being the last due to my absence. As I was making hauls back and forth I stumble upon a Sabre as my pod enters our home system. I grab my Falcon and get eyes on him at 100km. Sasha was coming to haul so I bring in the prober alt, he doesn’t react when she jumps in, so I assume his scout is not watching the opposite side. Only other place is that the scout is on the POS, watching the Impel. Fair enough.

Sasha brings in the Legion and holds one jump out, I swap for my Broadsword. Here is where the shakes take hold, not on warp in, not on engagement, not even when he shot my covops cause I suck at MWD+cloak trick, no, they take hole right after I grab the Broadsword and hold position to recharge shield a bit. Strange, no? I took that time to scout out the other WH and check for any of his buddies, which I found none. This was good but I still couldn’t help but clench my jaw and listen to my heart pound.

At half shields I warp in, Sasha hit the hole from the other side. Long story short, Sabre outruns us like no one’s business and gets away, obviously we didn’t have a real chance. I knew it would be a long shot, and yet I still have my heart pounding and hands shaking.

Clearest remedy? More PvP. And luckily I got time on my hands now.

For those of you who failed chemisty (me) that chemical is commonly known as adrenaline.

Fly Dangerous o7
~HQ

Palomar Connection August 13th 2009

A New Challenger Approaches!

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‘ello ‘ello.

Okay, I’m not actually British. I can fake a pretty convincing cockney accent though. Not that “‘ello ‘ello” is British per se; seems to be a kind of British Columbia thing, according at least to my roommate from Ontari-

-sorry, let me start again. I’m Steph Wing, drone-whore esquire. Been around since ‘06, been to Fountain, Vale, and everywhere inbetween. Started out in Eve Uni, moved on to Tgrad, Tgrad joined Bruce, Bruce collapsed (lol), I went off and made my own oneman corp for the lulz (Wingnuts Inc.), Tgrad joined MM, I rejoined Tgrad, left Tgrad, now I’m with Chapel Perilous.

So hi.

I’ll be your counterpart author on this here blog, a sort of Deimos to Helsir’s Phobos. A Brutus to his Caesar. An Horatio to his Hamlet, a Jean Tannen to his Locke Lamora…

…wait, can we pretend I didn’t say that last one?

Point is, I like to think of myself as the gung-ho muscle of our dynamic duo. I’m a bit reckless, more likely to lose ships in glorious bouts of bravado and foolishness than anything else. Which is why I never forget to insure them, but it also means I end up in some pretty amusing situations when HQ and I venture from the safety of our corner of w-space.

So stay tuned, gentle readers.  If nothing else I’m a near endless source of material.

~Steph

Background July 20th 2009

No Rest For The Wicked

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Oh, there ain’t no rest for the wicked,
Money don’t grow on trees,
I got bills to pay,
I got mouths to feed,
There ain’t nothing in this world for free.
I know I can’t slow down,
I can’t hold back
Though you know I wish I could,
Oh no there ain’t no rest for the wicked,
Until we close our eyes for good.
-Cage the Elephant, Ain’t No Rest For The Wicked

Finally made it to ‘bad guy’ status.badguy

It was actually quite an easy path to ‘bad guy’-dom, really. All it took was some piddling around in low sec space looking for targets of opportunity. Like such:
http://killboard.chapelperilous.com/?a=kill_detail&kll_id=91
http://killboard.chapelperilous.com/?a=kill_detail&kll_id=92
http://killboard.chapelperilous.com/?a=kill_detail&kll_id=93
http://killboard.chapelperilous.com/?a=kill_detail&kll_id=94
http://killboard.chapelperilous.com/?a=kill_detail&kll_id=97

But the biggest influences on my sec status were the podkills. So if you want to pewpew, but not go ‘bad’, don’t shoot pods, however, growing up in 0.0 space has made it imperative on me that I do in fact pod everyone I get the chance to. Plus it’s fun.

I’ve found that being out here on the edge, and more or less away from the civilized folk of even NBSI 0.0 space has made it almost a game in just finding kills. Certainly we could be hanging out in a busy part of k-space where kills come to us on their own whim, but that’s quite boring, plus sneaking up on anyone becomes a near impossibility due to that whole ‘local’ thing.

What I’ve found is myself taking great pains to generate kills, the latest attempt was convoing a character we found in a neighboring C3 wormhole and working out a fake ‘deal’ of sorts, mostly at the aim to get him to warp his hauler to the WH, hopefully full of fullerenes, where my Broadsword would be waiting for him.

Needless to say that the plan didn’t go quite as well as I planned, I even brought in my covops alt character to act as the corp’s “inventor/builder/POS” person that would be interested in said fullerenes. After roughly an hour of attempting to scam and negotiate and spinning a web of lies, he would not bite and decided to wait for another day in order to bring his fullerenes out. All the meanwhile I could have been hunting lowsec or exploring. Oh, the things we do.

Fly Dangerous o7
~HQ

Misadventures July 17th 2009

Playing Catchup

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Right so I’ve been out of the area for about two weeks now, was visiting the girlfriend for one and just busy for the other. However, what to come is:

Additional Author (yay!)
Some lovely smack that was broadcasted from a station. lol
Some attempted scamming
Some kills
Some deaths
And whatever strikes my fancy.

However, it is late here and I’m tired, expect chatlogs, killboard links and all kinds of drivel. Huzzah :D

Fly Dangerous o7
~HQ

Uncategorized July 17th 2009

Lost In Space

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Well yesterday started out ok, in the middle of the afternoon we had probed our way out in two different directions to what turned out to be 0.0 territory in Esoteria, both of our exits. Sasha was going to be busy soon as was I, and Suka was still at work, so running sites was out of the question. Sasha headed into the 0.0 to look for targets while I headed to Scrapheap Challenge forums to rot my brain.Then this pops up in corp chat.

Sasha Contovis > damn I hate having a local
Sasha Contovis > ooh got a ratter here
Helsir Qyrdun > people active in there?
Sasha Contovis > in a maelstrom
Helsir Qyrdun > i r has broadsword
Sasha Contovis > yeah I would need to switch to the gheddon

Stage is set! I switch my playlist over to the appropriately named ‘Fight!’ playlist and sit my Broadsword on the other side of the WH. However:

Sasha Contovis > he warped off
Sasha Contovis > maybe to next belt
Helsir Qyrdun > maybe, BS wrecks left?
Sasha Contovis > 1 he may be bouncing
Helsir Qyrdun > hm
Sasha Contovis > could have hit up a POS as well
Helsir Qyrdun > true
Sasha Contovis > give him some time

:(

Bummer, but never fear young travelers, for I have faith in stupidity!

Sasha Contovis > ok hes not at any belt
Sasha Contovis > and he logged or jumped out
Sasha Contovis > gonna keep aphexs here for a while
Helsir Qyrdun > hm
Helsir Qyrdun > should we roll back for safety?
Sasha Contovis > but we should probably head back
Sasha Contovis > yah
Sasha Contovis > then I am gonna take bike ride
Helsir Qyrdun > I need to keep looking at apartments and call some peeps
Helsir Qyrdun > gonna swap to a falcon and cloak
Helsir Qyrdun > and wut?
Sasha Contovis > hes back
Helsir Qyrdun > oooh
Helsir Qyrdun > slingshotting off the pos and coming back

Booya, we set up, and Sasha gets me a warpin on him. I land 18 off him and engage my 19.2km bubble :3. I close the distance to 0 and Sasha lands with the Geddon, the Maelstrom drops like nothing and we km whore the pod for lulz.

http://killboard.chapelperilous.com/?a=kill_detail&kll_id=84

Crap loot but ninjas! :D

Anyways, fast forward about 7 hours or so. Sasha is on, I’m on, Moe is on, time to run some Anoms in a neighboring C3 and get some cash. There’s only like 11-12 of the things over there.

We jump in and start chugging away. We get through about 4 with no issues and Moe bails. Me and Sasha continue to hit the anoms, and work to about an hour before DT before we decide to call it a night. We head back to the WH to find it collapsed. Welp.

We weigh our options and decide we’d be better in the middle of Esoteria to find another WH. Anyways, so we jump into Esoteria from this leg. I check the map and see that we are, no joke, 1 jump from the other exit leg from our WH. What luck!

We hustle over there and take the three WH jumps back towards our home, only to find the last WH has also closed. :\

We decide to log there since there’s 15 minutes until downtime.

The next day, I log in about and Sasha has advanced us three more WHs without avail and has been working for the past 4.5 hours. It seems it was the only thing he’s done all day:

Sasha Contovis > my wife just got home from work I am wearing my pjs essentialy and my hair is wild and what not
Sasha Contovis > need to get this done
Sasha Contovis > thank gawd she understands

The man’s got spirit and dedication, that’s for sure. Oh and a kickass wife.

He’s still looking for a way out. If you are in the area of w-space J225805, let us know, we’d sure as hell like to get back civilization. I need a shower and some coffee. :\

Fly  Dangerous o7
~HQ

Misadventures July 1st 2009

Welcome to J140154, Palomar Connection

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So we found a new wormhole to live in, well, I should say I was given the link to it by a nice fellow named Shivasie. He was mining in a C3 that connected to another C3 I had been sitting in since the day previous. We had been looking for a new home and so my prober alt was out in the depths of space doing just that. I had decided to probe this guy down since, hey, nothing going on and he was in a Hulk. I met him on the WH accidentally (L2Cloak…) and he convo’d me, telling me about the other signatures in the C3. One of which led to a C4. I jumped through and here we are.

I sat in the C4 for about 4 or 5 days monitoring the signatures, and luckily for us the majority of w-space connections we were getting were to occupied C3 systems. Now, we’re not all about the PvP but we don’t scoff at it, seeing as how we were all ‘raised’ in Eve as combat pilots, so this was good news.

We got the POS set up with little to no malfunction, though probing a way out to k-space tends to be a bit of a chore, but it works out fine enough. Our first day we ninja’d some anoms from some other guys (which is much better than running your own, btw. I highly recommend it) and made a cool 116 mil from 3 of the sites and about 1h 10m of work. It’s only been two of us here in the WH so far, other guys are possibly burnt out a bit since WH life is a bit of a pain when you have to move your POS, but it’s been alright.

Today we got linked to a C3 that had the corp Silent Ninja’s in it. They caught me coming back from a bit of k-space exploration in a large bubble. Luckily I had already sold my loot and just lost the Cerb. She had paid for herself to the 3rd degree already though so not a big deal, Sasha (other guy in the WH) talked with them a bit in the Lounge, apparently they are cool guys.

Currently not much going on right now, the Silent Ninja’s WH is still up and Sasha found two more links outside it, one low-sec and one to 0.0. We’ll see what happens.

Fly Dangerous o7
~HQ

Palomar Connection June 25th 2009

Initial Entry

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Welp

It’s a Monday. Er, now Tuesday. Anyways,  I suppose I’ll give you what you were looking for in an initial post, namely, just who the hell am I?

Well, my name is Helsir Qyrdun, a pod pilot of debatable skill and verified newb-status. Well not quite. I’ve been playing Eve for well over 2 years now, and my time has always found me on the front lines of numerous conflicts and brought me around the universe.

I started the game just trying to figure things out, like we all were and I was soon swept up to a little lovely shithole named Aridia. However my newb-idiot brain believed it to be the coolest thing ever, running missions for someone out in Soliara, refining loot and making my very own missiles! I was pulled out to that godforsaken place by a few fellows that like to hang out in a place called The Electro Lounge, started by a handful of Eve-Uni graduates who had transitioned into The Graduates corporation. The corp was between homes and they were out making a piece of the galaxy theirs. I was pulled in by a man named Steph Wing, whom I have known for roughly two years prior to my time in Eve.

It is these same guys that I continue to fly with today, as part of Chapel Perilous. Our ranks have grown slightly with the addition of RL friends, but we remain a tight crowd.

In this pod pilot’s opinion that is what Eve and MMOs in are all about: your chill brahs who you can hang out with, gank with, carebear with, and mostly just be yourself with.  And even if I’m dead wrong, it is certainly what this blog will be about.

Welcome to w-space and the Electro Lounge. Allow us to be your lightly off-color and rag-tag hosts.

Fly Dangerous o7
~HQ

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