This blog will be based around a MMO i play called EVE online. This is the first time i've ever blogged or written about anything for along long time so please dont expect very much flare. I'll be writing things mainly for myself and very much in my own style if you happen to like it then great.
My basic play history
I've been playing roughly a couple of years now but playing mainly as a very casual "carebear" miner/low level industrialist. But after getting very bored with this i decided it was time for a change. well atleast now and then.
So enter my first foray into pvp by creating a basicly skilled "lemming" frigate pilot and joining the Eve Radio low sec roam known as the lemmings leap. Which put me into some rather interesting fights and alot of deaths, mainly mine. After doing this afew times over the months i decided the time had come to see just what kinds of trouble i can get myself into. So the training on the industrialist stopped and a very low skilled character i'd made for something to do during Hulkageddon II was awakend. For those that dont know Hulkageddon is a ingame event run by a player/blogger which centers around killing minning ships over a 10 day period with prizes going to those with most kills etc.
Enter the Blogs main character
She is a Brutor Slave Child that caused much trouble in her early life. Some where her actions broughter her to the attention of the Minmatar Capsuleer program. After going through the program and successfully becomeing a capsuleer she found her memories had been lost during the final stages of becoming eternally imortal. With the loss of memory the lost of her identity a long spell of wanting to find herslef set in. Spending almost a year doing very little but exploring space removing the threat of various npc pirates from the area and doing the occasional mission for agents when needed. Until one day she happened across a hostile capsuleer who had somehow managed to get the right to shoot her in high security space. The fight lasted only afew minutes but seemed to last much longer. Just about to loose her rifter to the thrasher pilot her luck turned as corp mate that had been running a higher level mission in system arrived in the area and the hostile fled. However close the loss of the fight was the thrill of the fight had awakened something long lost in ArkReaper and after setting her local affairs in order she set out to find more fights.
New Corp needs
After roaming about for awhile and stuggleing to find any sort of combat other than the unchallenging system rats and the new found urge to learn combat skills aswell as get into more fights a new corp was needed. After scanning through all the recruitment channels and finding nothing for days she happened across a conversation between a couple of other capsuleers in the local systems communication window. It seemed one had been trying to get a fight out of the other but to no avail. Checking the pilots corperate info showed him to be in some sort of pirate gang whose name looked familiar from somewhere. Not having a combat ship in system prevented Ark from going and seeing just what the other pilot had but instead she booted up Aura's search functions and looked into the pilots corperation while heading to the bar.
Afew hours later and she was logging into "the autocannon". Which happened to be the public communication channel for The Black Rebel Rifter Club. After a brief talk with the ceo Miura Bull (whose tales had been followed via his Blog) Ark donned the black jacket and entered the private rooms of The Black Rebel Rifter Club. She now flys the spacelanes in her trusty and rusty rifter with the tag [R1FTA] proudly shown after her name.
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