Relocation Blues

So I've just finished moving 3000 miles across the country.  That four day drive... Well, it's just better if I try not to remember it.  So here I am, but with (for the moment) spotty Internet; I'll spare y'all the details, but it boils down to me not being able to log on to EVE for any period longer than five minutes before I get disco'd.  While I was away, it seems the Glorious and Indomitable Amarrian War Effort has been striving to lose just about everything (which is a little sad, as we didn't have much to begin with) to the Matari dogs.  Kamela, ordinarily a safe haven for hundreds of Amarrian pilots, is now deeply entrenched and I'm stuck in dock.  So not only can I not do anything about it, I also am locked out of most of my ships in the region.  Sad day for me.

But here's where things get (slightly) better, I have free time to write!  So... Expect "Food & War Part II" at some point this week.  Hopefully, I won't start writing it at midnight and have to end it solely because I'm exhausted.  Thanks for all the patience, y'all! 

Keep a weather eye on local, and Fly Safe out there!

Food and War: Part I

Kamela < Sasen < The Bleak Lands
Kamela V - 24th Imperial Crusade Logistic Support 
Y113.07.03

   Akai truly hated the Inquisition. It was an elemenal force of pure hatred and suspicion, directed solely upon the Empire's best and brightest; they culled the weak and sought the traitor, the heretic, the terrorist within. Many who were innocent found themselves branded and facing a firing squad, for simple infractions or an overheard joke. In his time as a cadet, and later as a full Inquisitor, Akai witnessed and participated in numerous atrocities; many truly were traitors and worse, but many more were simply guilty by association.

   It had taken awhile for Akai to truly see how viciously devastating, and worse, brutally effective the Inquisition was. Years, in fact. But even then, he couldn't bring himself to hate the Inquisition; even after the massarces at Kihtaled, his belief in King and God left no room for such ideas. Hate the Inquisition? The idea itself was blasphemous, for it was the Empress herself who had founded the Holy Inquisition, dedicating it to the unearthing of evil and corruption from within.

   In the end, it was on Amarr when hatred first blossomed like a sickly flower in Akai's heart. Amid the impossibly tall, thin golden spires and gilded thoroughfares sprawling in every direction, Akai stepped out of the non-descript military shuttle in disbelief. Despite his capsuleer status, and his family's fortune and connections, Akai had never set foot on Holy Amarr; in fact, he had never been planetside anywhere.

[OOC] Faction Warfare got fun?

So I've recently joined the Amarrian Militia, and...it's AWESOME! Well, maybe not too awesome, but it's a helluva lot of fun nonetheless. For the past few days, I've been down on the front lines, roaming with a small fleet around Lamaa, Kourmonen, etc. We met little resistance at first, with most of the War Targets (WT's) warping off before we could get a tackler to intercept them. I managed to get a few kills, but eventually lost the ships I had brought down there as the Minmatari response began breaking up the fleet. Where we brought thirteen, they counter-attacked with over twenty five ships, many of them battlecruisers; the second engagement saw our fleet swell to twenty three, but the Matari responded again with a much greater force of over forty ships and scattered the Amarrian fleet. This seems to unfortunately be the case, regarding the war between the Empire and it's former slaves, where we attack with swift fury, they flee until they outnumber us at least 2-1. With the introduction of NPC complexes (plex's), the war has gotten much more dynamic, and there is a place for mission-running carebears, but the main focus is still PVP. The biggest change with the introduction of plex's is the constriction of fleet-wide ship composition; ie, people are flying cheap ships, primarily frigates and destroyers, with the odd cruiser and even battlecruiser thrown into the mix. More to come later!

Amarr Victor!

[OOC] Intel from the Burning of Jita

So now that the firestorm of dying Goons has subsided, and Hulkageddon has begun, I figured I would finally post some of the photos I was able to snap of the weekend's carnage.  Late as it is, I decided not to post my debriefing of the seminal event, preferring to leave the juicy journalism to the other EVE bloggers who have already poured out volumes on the subject.  Instead, take a look at these shiny pictures!

Shattered Faith - Part III

The cargo bay door opened with a snapping hiss, and a hazy fog of decontaminant vapor pooled around Akai's kness as he strode into the darkness. The pod, positioned upright upon it's engine core and held in place with micron tractor beams, shimmered in the middle of the vast cargo container. The interior was dark, foggy, and utterly silent; aside from the salvaged pod the container was bare, and lined entirely in mirrored gold plating, despite it's outwardly inexpensive appearance. Sealing the door behind him, Akai bio-locked the console and disabled the sercuity feed, by rerouting the powerflow through the cameras he was able to quickly turn the inside of the container into a primed EMP bomb.

[OOC] Aloha from Kauai!

As the title suggests, I'm on vacation in beautiful Hawaii, and it's just too spiffy here to post much. I'll be back next week, in full force with a new direction for the narrative (in addition to finishing the Shattered Faith plot!). In the meantime, I highly recommend reading (if you haven't already) Tony Gonzales' "The Empyrean Age" and "Templar One"; both are amazingly well-written and his tale of the Retford crew has been a wonderful inspiration for Akai's own tale to come.