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A Part of the Problem

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Sieged

So last night Arian went on his first Capital operation which should have been a pretty simple task; taking down a couple of POS’s half way across the universe in Aridia (entrance to delve).  Because it was his first op (and only my third) we were both slightly nervous, and I was doing my best to listen to the FC while simultaneously giving advice and help to Arian over our private coms. Things went pretty well at first. Despite Arian joining at literally the last second, we traveled through a few mid’s to the target without incident. Upon entry we had a short but sweet scuffle with the locals, who seemed to be attached to the POS in question. We held the grid, and won the ISK war (~2.5bn : 4.5bn) despite the loss of a dreadnought. Before long the POS was sieged

During this was the when my introspection occurred. In a lighthearted comment post fight, Arian said: “Well, that’s it now; I’m part of the problem”. It was aimed as a joke celebrating his first c
apital kills. But the fact is: he’s right. We are part of the problem. This isn’t really a revelation, let’s face it, you can’t be part of an organisation as famous and infamous as ours and not know this at least on some level. But it is a stark reminder of the duality of thought which we require to operate in Nullsec. We are loyal to our organisation, and will fight alongside them. We are willing to get podded for their cause (although trying to make others die for it instead for preference). Yet at the same time we are against the values and core of what they fight for.

We believe smaller groups should be able to get into Nullsec. Yet last night we helped curb stomp a smaller alliance’s  attempt at moon goo holdings.

We dislike the prevalence of Capital combat. Yet we have skilled into Carriers to fight with.

It’s a conflict of interest that I believe is not unusual in eve. Sure we disagree with the things we are doing, but at the end of the day, that does not mean we shouldn’t do them. The matter of fact is that within eve you do anything; fight tooth and nail, knee and fist, to gain and keep the advantage over your enemies (read everyone else in the game). Of course you use tactics you don’t agree with, to not do so is suicide, others won’t heed that compunction and hold back on you. Am I conflicted on this? I am against people kicking others in the nuts, but try to mug me and I might just do it to you.

NerfIf capitals were nerfed into the ground I would likely celebrate (as long as I could still use them to transport my sub capitals around!). But until then I will use what I have to keep afloat in this game. We are Pacifists with a gun in a zombie apocalypse, if we don’t pull the trigger, they’re going to eat our brains.

That doesn’t mean we don’t occasionally shoot ourselves in the foot; as evidenced when we followed the wrong FC’s orders and jumped to the beacon meant for people staying in the system for a secondary operation later that night. Thankfully being an experienced player (experienced at fucking up that is), I quickly took stock of the situation. We had way over stocked on fuel, meaning that we should just have enough fuel to get home still. Even better the mid points were all in station systems, meaning that we could, at worst, dock up and beg lore to come rescue us with his carrier as a fuel hauler. But we had to be quick, they cyno chain was lit all the way home now, and the pilots who hadn’t whelped, were well on the way home. Warping to the systems station and capping up, we jumped back to the cyno in the system we had come from. Another dock to cap up and we jumped again, this time to the correct system. Docking up again we discovered that Arian was just slightly short on fuel; so I quickly transfer him some of my surplus. At this point we had caught up with the tail end of the train heading home and one jump later, were quite literally home free.

I don’t mind telling you that this got the adrenalin pumping quite a bit (despite being all in all a pretty low risk fuck up).

Stop flying and have a mug of coco so you can get to sleep,

Hark

Social: History of Dirt [GBB]

Dirtys: Lore, Shelly, Thunder (original), Hark, Mini, Toon and Arian to name just a few
Eve online is quite possibly the most social MMO I have ever played. I say this as a fact because I believe that the chances of a new player continuing to play eve past the three month barrier is severally affected by how quickly they can penetrate, or create a social group. Without friends, sponsors or benefactors; a new eve player will likely wilt under the harsh exposure to the reality of eve. It was because of this inescapable fact that my first foray into this universe failed after a few weeks. But today I want to dwell more on my second/third attempt at joining eve because the very same principles ensured my, and indeed our success.
As all good stories do, this one starts with a statement that things started before the point the statement initially talks about: Long before I started playing eve seriously (perhaps even at all, I can’t remember the very first time I played) I joined the Battlefield 2142 Troop of a clan by the name of  The 22nd SAS Regiment Gaming Clan, or 22sas for short. I was still at Uni at the time, so as all students do, I had a lot of time to invest in gaming. It wasn’t long after I joined that I first met Ex3cu7or.
I’m sure you have all met the type of player I am thinking of here; numbers and letters in his name, 12 years old, types in all capitals and has a questionable affinity to the word ‘fag’? This was not Ex3cu7or, you see despite his name (which you might take as an early attempt at meta gaming), Ex was as it turned out a good gentleman of excellent standing. At first  the clan fell for the meta game name and mistook his excellent grasp of tactics for cheating. However a quick look at server records, and from his own teams point of view soon showed that no malpractice was going on. So we began the task of wooing him into our clan. It didn’t take long.
Ex and myself got on famously and before long we were placed into the positions of Troop Leader and Second in Command respectively. Our personalities worked well in this together, my attention to detail and patience offset by Ex’s impulsive sense of fun and aggressive tendencies, furthermore both of our senses of humor matched perfectly. Along the was we soon picked up several other friends with similar humor and complimenting traits:
  • Lore Solo, a fellow 2142 player
  • Fliske a counterpart in the Battlefield 2 Troop
  • Thunder who played both Ghost Recon and BF2
  • Crazyfrotto – BF2 player
  • Scouts – BF2 player
We all got along great and formed fast friendships. Sometime in 2008 we discovered that most, if not all of us had at some time in the past to varying degrees of success, attempted to play eve online. Further more we all found that we had an urge to try again, this time as a group. Our clan allowed any member to play with they liked (as long as they kept up with their responsibilities in the clan), and so we jumped in, inviting other members of the clan to join us in our SAS ClanCorporation. I should not that when joining eve, Ex3cu7or took on the name “Arian“, as such he is called both frequently.
Its worth noting that Just as we were beginning our first group play of eve online, the 22SAS Clan was entering into a new period of subversive politics. Put simply, the old guard of the clan didn’t like that they were out numbered by the 2142 members and felt threatened by us. Eve was an excellent escape from this (using eve as an escape from politics, oh my), although at some points the politics did spill over into the game, but for the most part we enjoyed  ourselves running missions and skilling for new ships.
Soon our core group started to change though. Arian and Lore were the first (as the players with the most experience), to start gravitating towards PvP. However there was a problem: carebearism. A lot of the people who had followed us into the game (none from our core group!) were not in the slightest bit interested in PvP, they were happy enough playing eve online ignoring other players except their handful of friends: The very concept of going out to engage in combat with others was way out of the question. There was a bit of an internal war, followed by a parting of ways between sub groups, and our now much slimmer clan group, led by Scouts, applied to join a Corporation called Virtual Warriors. All this happened in around a half year and suddenly I found myself about to sit my final exams at University, and so eve very much took a back burner for around a half year.
Sadly the SAS clan also took my time away as a good excuse to turf me and Arian out of our leadership positions in the Clan (Arian was also on personal leave at the time). We both soon decided that we had had enough of the politics and posturing now infesting the Clan, writing our leaving posts before the year was out. However I was soon pulled back in to eve by the power of our social group. Arian called me one day to catch up, and we got to chatting about eve: Arian who I don’t think had taken a break was still in Virtual Warriors (as was my inactive character); who were currently fighting a war, the pull was to much, I re subscribed. I only really saw the end of the war that killed ED but what I did see was amazing, Czech Lions & Riverini’s fleets and the final evacuation of our space. VW left ED in June 2006 (a few months after I returned).

From here our corp had a rocky road, our hearts were never truly far away from 0.0 space, although our clones often lived elsewhere. We tried joining two Alliances who turned out, after the heady heights of Ethereal Dawn, to be down right terrible, and moved on quickly. While we worked out what to do next booked into the homeless shelter known as Providence under CVA. With the bad taste of Dark Taboo and Vanguard. Alliances in our mouths we decided that we would be unlikely to find an Alliance who could live up to the expectations set by ED, and so with some friend we had made along the way we decided to try our own hand at this alliance business. Forming IMPERIAL LEGI0N in September 2009. It took us 3 months to find our first patch of 0.0 space (Geminate) under the watchful eye of Wildly Inappropriate, only to be turfed out when RA/SOLAR caved in the heads of our new Masters.
It was about here that our sub group actually gained its name: Dirties. At the time Imperial Legion Alliance was running  sortie missions into RA/SOLAR space and trying its best to entertain a Nullsec PvP based membership, while not living in 0.0. Our sub group which now included Lord Drokoth (CEO of our alliances Co Founding Corp The Army of the Ori) was as boisterous, rude and fun as ever before. Unfortunaty Imperial Legion was a family friendly alliance and as such had a quite a few members who had children. Sadly a smaller sub set of this group decided that they could only ever play eve with speakers on, and soon complained about some of our language. It is my opinion that if you have children, it is your responsibility as an adult to ensure that they don’t hear naughty rude words or inferences and as such you should buy a headset, not complain until the offending parties are made to go elsewhere, but I digress. Grumbling but compliant, our group was only allowed to use adult words in a sub sub channel (called the pub), we also created a private in game chat channel over which we could use what ever language we fucking well wanted. The channel was called Dirtys (spelling now intentional) and it was intended to keep the dirt of off the open coms.
The Alliance once again found a new master when R.A.G.E Alliance (again the NC) gave us another home in the Vale of the Silent in February 2010. This time we managed a good 7 months in our new home before another combined Russian force (this time including L.E.M Alliance) booted us from our homes. This time, with our own communications channels keeping us close to the friends we left behind; Arian, Lore and Myself left Imperial Legion to experience life working in a large scale alliance: RAZOR.
RAZOR, and our corporation within it (Nailortech) was an interesting group, although we found it quite difficult to integrate with the Corporation on the level we had been used to within Imperial Legion. I should explain that we had been a major part of the Imperial legion since its inception, we were used to being a recognised part of the community, with voices and people we knew and loved always around. Nailor was a good bunch and they were friendly and helpful as you might expect, but it was still a bit of a shock to our systems. I’m sure with tome Nailor would have become  just as familiar to us, but sadly Nailortech left the NC for greener pastures in June 2010. We to took our leave of them and returned to our old friends and home, IMP-L. In the time we had been away, the Alliance has made friends with our two time bailiffs: SOLAR FLEET, and were now comfortably housed back in Geminate, as their vassals.
Upon returning we also gained two new members to our Dirtys (now 7 eve players strong) in the form of Toonlad, who had joined Imperial legion just before we had left for RAZOR, as a very young character. We also acquired Minijack, whos Cearbear corporation had fled IMP-L at the first sign of combat: Unlike his corp Mini got a taste for blood and so joined VW. IMP-L did well during the period expanding further into Geminate and beginning to establish a forwards base in Insmother during the Russian Civil War (fighting alongside SOLAR). In late March 2012, with the Russian Civil War in its closing stages, IMP-L, for the first time, elected to move its home once again to a new constellation in Scalding Pass (losing its Geminate home but keeping the Insmother secondary). Here it was charged with organising SOLAR FLEET’s English speaking allies and forming a sub coalition to aid in the spaces defence. Things didn’t always go to plan, but IMP-L did well in its job and its members had a good home for a long time.
Over a year later in late 2012 the Dirt group (tagged in other games as GBB, don’t ask what it means), decided to move onward in their eve careers. Some of our members have found homes in other Alliances, some have returned to the simple pleasures of small gang pvp, others have even left the game. We who are left however, maintain this blog, and keep the group going. On our own Voice coms we keep in close touch with all our members old and new, we also support and help each other in any way we can. Its this camaraderie which has made us successful in eve, its our trust and real life friendship which keeps us going.
We are Dirty. We are not a corporation, we are not an alliance: We are friends. We are Dirt before we are anything else, we will be Dirt after everything else is long gone. We don’t worry about our group causing a conflict of interest with our separate Alliances, because we know our friends respect our choices, and would never ask us to betray them. Dirties still fly together on our alts and on our mains, making a point to get drunk and die in stupid ways on regular occasions.

Footnotes

This article is based around the members of Dirties who have played eve online. There are considerably more of us than this, however I have not included them in this history as people reading this blog are most likely interested only in our eve credentials. It has also been written very much from my own point of view, as its the only one I have. There are more stories in the history of Dirt, perhaps others might tell them as well some day.
Also worthy of note is the current residence of the majority of the eve dirties. Indeed regular readers may note that I have never directly stated where we reside at the moment. This is intentional, but not designed to completely cover our Alliance ticker. We have elected to downplay our current employ as we are not a direct voice for that group, nor do we intend to talk much about the politics or nuances of being in that group. This blog is written from the perspective of Dirties, and Dirties does not belong to any Alliance (actually it kind of belongs to several, but that’s by the by). If anyone really cares to know who that group are, it wont take much to find out. All we ask is that people consider what we have to say without pre judging us by who we fly with (well except that we fly with each other, and thats bad enough).
Fly with friends,
Hark