Monday 17 August 2015

I love your blog!

You just killed me in the arena, so I hate you for today, but tomorrow I will go back to being a fan. Best of luck next week!

Nice email to wake up to, also a stern reminder I have a blog. So after being bowled out of the first match by Dead Terrorists under harrowing reverse tidi conditions we didn't expect to do too hot on our second match either. 

With our team only completing 10 minutes before the bans started stress levels rose nicely and the old space-jitters can be heard on the below video taken by Dwaigon. 

The experience so far, despite being in the losers bracket, has been amazing for everyone involved. our match yesterday heavily swung in our favour, the enemy logi was at a favourable distance to us and our ecm drones worked a treat on both the Vindicators.  Our support wing did a great job tackling and Mr Spaxi did an excellent job keeping us all alive.

Our usual FC was not available so I had to step up and FC this match, something I will not do again if I can avoid it, or risk a heart attack ;)

Anyways, for your viewing pleasure;

Thursday 4 June 2015

New Bastard logo and shirts

We are now nearing the holy number to finally apply for our own in-game alliance logo, it only took us 8 years. With this momentous occasion finally approaching it is high time we get our winged skull and crossed swords a revamp and ready for in-game deployment.

Our logo has seen some variations over the years depending who had control of the corporation and who was heading up the art department at specific times. The theme however has always been the same and always will be.

Since being back and taking the reigns at [BSTRD] I have missed our single skulled logo and I am happy to now show off the logo designed by Rixx Javix that will carry our pride for the foreseeable future. 

The alliance is also growing steadily, activity is at an all-time high and despite all of us flying under one flag each corporation has their own identity and style, represented by their own branded t-shirts we will be wearing at any live event we attend.

We are still recruiting and if you want to come and chat to us please drop by the in-game channel 'DBastards' or join our open roams available at least every Monday.

Wednesday 25 March 2015

Fanfest 2015

Fanfest was amazing! My thanks go out to CCP Guard for the invite and looking after us so well.

We (me and the wife) arrived a little later than we probably should have but some crazy offer from Iceland Air made us book for the Thursday rather than the Tuesday before. If you plan on going I highly recommend being there earlier than we did.

Rolling out of the bus at 4pm I jogged straight over to the Harpa whilst the wife went to the hotel to check in. I managed to catch up with CCP Guard to sort out passes and sign ups before attending the opening keynote. I was lucky to have Glasgow Dunlop to meet me there as well and with his help found my way around the building.

It didn't take long to run into many familiar faces and long lost friends, Over the days following I met many great EVE - players and CCP staff and if you follow me on twitter you will have seen the endless stream of pics ;)

Hero Roc Weiler chatted up my wife to my amusement and even Rixx Javix turned out to be a nice guy, who would have known! Special mention here for Vasama for bringing some chocolate as a present!

Several of the sessions where very interesting and CCP made special efforts to address questions and concerns and listen to feedback on several different subjects. Other content came in the form of a Valkyrie tournament, VR room and obviously Worlds Collide on the Friday night.

The best part of EVE-meets is always the social aspect and Fanfest is no different, the charity dinner, the pub crawl, blue lagoon trip and everything in-between is spend chatting to like-minded people, friends or foes.

Iceland itself is a beautiful place and I regret not having more time to explore. I passed on the rotten shark-meat and whale steaks but food was great and generally not to expensive. If you get a chance to go, don't forget to visit; the Burgerjoint, Hotdog stand, Fishmarket and Hollies.

Bring enough money for beer and prepare for a sore liver afterwards but satisfaction is guaranteed!

Friday 13 March 2015

PHOENIX J105433 - War is over

What started out as content and a means to shoot Frostians at stations and gates in Ishomilken, turned out to be a dark and drama-full affair. Tempers flared and things got out of hand over the last few weeks, drama brewed and that started to take the fun out of the original intentions.
Despite this, we ploughed on and wanted to walk away with a clear undeniable victory for our efforts. This has now been achieved and this post will tell my side of the story.
Once war was declared we fought in low numbers against ABA troops rallied to the cause from all over new Eden. Our low numbers were due to the size of our corp and some of our pilots being on RL duties. Not the greatest timing to start a war I guess but we still did well. Micheal Pancake and Ithica Hawk scoring about 20 kills for 3 losses.
Our low attendance resulted in ABA alliance members trickling out and returning to their prospective homes the day before our corp returned from RL. I am sure this was deflating for both sides, as fights where now sporadic. Fighting continued however and statistically we kept up with the kill/death ratio set in the first week.
Declaring war costs isk, in this case 120 million a week but this has never been an issue as with donations from corp members our war chest is well stacked.
With BSTRD being pirates we had no intention to search out ABA's high-sec assets or transports at any point in this campaign. The only other option to 'win' and end this war would be to find their assets in null or WH space. With considerable efforts being pushed into this by stalking and scout networks I awoke to an eve mail explaining J105433 'Phoenix' had been found.
Some active corp members jumped on the chance to siege a WH and possibly end this war. And between a few bodies we quickly moved in a few spare probers and started hauling in a POS in my cloaky hauler. All seemed to go smoothly until I jumped into an ABA welcome party in Phoenix, bubbles went up and for some miraculous reason I got the hauler back out and to safety. There goes the element of surprise… By accident a corp member linking ABA members, invited an ABA director into our director channel to boot and this entire operation started out as a complete shambles.
We had been made, ABA knew they were found and knew we were coming…
Scouting out Phoenix, the ABA WH system, it was clear a decent amount of towers had been setup and overall it looked pretty professional. Despite a push to get people to re-sub or dedicate the coming week or even weeks to this siege it was clear we could not field the numbers to tackle this job. SUPREME MATHEMATICS alone outnumber us and appeared to have activity over most time-zones, something we cannot commit to.
Discussing the situation with my good friend Bei Artjay he volunteered to join the project as he has extensive experience in this type of combat and is a brilliant tactician. Within a few hours he had already managed to get a scout into the wormhole and prepared a fleet comp to do this with the low numbers we could produce; Shield Ishtars. In the meantime I kept pushing for numbers and ruffled Gavin2505 from the Tuskers to join in as well.
Small fights erupted over the passing day with a few losses on both sides. For a brief moment we had control of the entrance and managed to get 2 orcas with spare towers and more supplies in. Our first tower went up and we settled in for what would be a tough few days.
On return the next morning we already found our POS had been sieged and was on a timer to come out the following night, nothing we hadn’t expected and the reason we brought more staging POS’s.
The first fight of the evening was a clean win for no losses, expertly FC’d by Bei. One of the things we found was that our logistic boats could not keep up and with most pilots duel boxing this became problematic in the fight that followed. The next fight made it clear ABA was not alone, and not only would we be fighting ABA but also a fellow WH group called Low-Class. We took the fight, of course, and did ok for a few minutes until our 3 logis caved under the pressure and blew up. A few of our Ishtars dropped and enemy bombers expertly started taking out our drones. With no less than 50 vs out 10 this fight was too much and we had to bail. We killed some stuff and lost some stuff, our losses hurt more however as ships and drones depleted and getting new supplies in became hard.
ABA had better around the clock coverage and more WH control, allowing them to ferry out their valuable assets and bring in more supplies to bolster up their POS’s and stacks of ships.
We planted a second POS to move our assets to before settling in for the night but a brief slip in concentration meant our orca pilot that planted the first POS bumped himself of the second POS. Different characters from different corporations had anchored them and thus the POS password was never entered. ABA wasted no time; their cloakies provided a warp in for a small gang to take out the Orca and its contents. A painful loss as we were already low on gear but this fight was not over yet.
It was clear that ABA would come to kill our first tower the next evening and they would bring everything they could amass. We knew ABA came to Ishomilken to fight in lowsec with about 25 pilots, we had already seen at least 20 active pilots in Phoenix and they had Low-class on their side. This would prove to be too much, to boot we ran into several pilots from Lazerhawks and they also appeared to be on ABA’s side.
If they bat-phone then so can we. The following day was spent trying to get help and more people online to fight the good fight. A desperate plea went out to Shadow Cartel to come and have a scrap in J105433. Not a call I like to make, unless we have a capital tackled there is usually no point ringing groups like this. With no guarantee of a fight against unknown numbers Paquito reluctantly moved in a scout but could give no certainty of their attendance.
With 30 minutes on the clock it was clear ABA and friends did bring the numbers and I carefully poked Paquito again, his temper is not to be messed with and I had no intention of upsetting my generally good relationship with SC. Paquito had 30 members in Ishtars but no entrance and we had no control, so he was losing interest and patience by the minute.
Dog, a close friend of Bei had moved in with us and his excellent probing skills proved invaluable here. Despite Low-Class controlling the holes and collapsing them as soon as they came up, Dog found an entrance close enough for SC to burn to. With literally seconds to spare SC made it into the WH chain and shit was on! A scrap at the wormhole entrance delivered a few kills before we gave chase to the ABA fleet holed up in their primary POS. The added firepower of the SC fleet allowed us to take out key modules and defences of the POS with relative ease with the ABA fleet holed up inside it.
A few cheeky warp-outs tricked us to follow ABA, only to be bubbled and delaying us. Enraged Paquito continued the siege on the POS hoping for ABA to exit it and fight. ‘BOMB BOMB BOMB’ and just like that half of the fleets firing power disappeared, more than 150 sentry drones wiped off the field, a tactic well used by ABA bombers. This was the tipping point and SC prepared to make their leave.
Whilst waiting for probers to get a suitable connection BSTRD’s made preparations to restock and several haulers rushed out of the WH to get more supplies in. This could be the one and only time we had the chance so we had to make the most of it.
D-scan filled up quick as the enemy hordes arrived on field, a mix of cruisers, Ishtars, battleships and battlecruisers filled the overview. This is where SC excel and calling them seemed worth it. Ships exploded all over, blue flashes filling my monitor as we desperately tried to tackle ships before they could get away. Not only Low-Class had joined the ABA ranks but also members of Viperfleet [VFI], another WH dwelling corp. Lazerhawks indeed indicated they would have shown up had their scout not found a WH with several capitals, Lazerhawks later destroyed 38 billion isk of ships further down the chain.
The field was held and ABA spirits seemed broken, enemy combatants that did not get podded started logging off. Despite SC leaving, no more fights where had that night and we were free to haul in what we needed to complete our siege. I contacted the VFI CEO as I know him well (I stole from him a few years ago) and we ended up chatting for a while. Although their allegiance lay with ABA that evening, we agreed they would no longer be involved on either side if the opportunity would come around.
Another convo came in shortly after from a Low-Class representative. They also had no further interest to protect ABA, providing we would promise not to evict ABA fully. This was a deal easily made, we could manage ABA, but any further resistance made this campaign significantly harder.
This left Lazerhawks, still with a presence in Phoenix but not seen on field for some time. Their representative informed this war was of no interest and they had no interest in blobbing either ABA or BSTRD.
So there we were, now three towers active and well stocked in ships and supplies with only ABA to protect themselves.
Despite our low numbers we could now easily hold the field, the skilled ABA bombers sniped drones here and there but we got increasingly skilled in saving them. The POS we were hitting and the others in system where further armed and more shield hardeners added. ABA clearly was not going to give up and made it clear they would fight to the bitter end.

Over the course of the day I had spoken with Rixx at his request to see if there were alternative ways of settling this war and end the feud. To come this far and to have fought so hard over so many hours, with our close band of brothers having put in so much effort to get to this point we would not settle before destroying assets. That plus the combined spin of the ABA media wing would have made us out to be defeated and cowards if we left now. I set out the terms of our victory and the directors of the ABA did not like what I had to say, their response was clear, they preferred to lose everything before giving in to my terms. So be it.

I disconnected during the POS bash and before I managed to relog, my Ishtar had been probed out and killed along with my pod, the single most expensive loss on our side as I was still fitted with mid-grade snakes. In that single moment of bad luck I doubled the amount of isk we had lost in the war to this point.

Joffy, one of ABA’s finest, poked me to try once more to strike up a deal for ABA to surrender but unfortunately we could not come to an agreement, I offered for our fleet to pack up if Rixx Javix could be ransomed into singing for us but Joffy did not want to entertain that idea to the leadership. Joffy has been good natured during the entirety of this campaign and i highly commend him for his efforts off and on the battlefield, a true credit to his alliance.

Hard work and with the help of one-man-army Chorido we finally managed to get the first POS into reinforced mode and prepared a full bubble cage to trap as many assets inside as possible. We had control of the wormhole, we had stable PO’s and supplies. This war would be won.

It appeared one of their towers had vanished over the course of the week so there was two more to go, but with the added defences this would be a long haul and we were tired, tired of fighting, tired of bickering. Shooting towers does not constitute PVP, at least not in the sense that we enjoy it.

I requested an audience with Rixx and his directors and offered our new terms. The tower we fought for will die, Rixx will publicly state the war has ended and the outcome is BSTRD victory, a beer at Fanfest.

And so with the encouraging words from Skir Skor the terms where accepted, hands were shaken and the deal done. No resistance was offered today when we destroyed the ABA tower, its destruction the symbol of our victory.

I want to take this moment to thank all the honourable pilots in the ABA alliance that came to aid their brethrens, special mentions go to Joffy and Skir, their best and most valuable assets.

I want to thank my Alliance for all the effort and time they put into this project, Freya, Eito, Bracer, Derothar, Lazy, Ithica, Micheal, Dwaigon, Spax and Known. Either through providing a logistical backbone, bringing the fire-power or probing skills these guys provided whatever was required.

I want to thank our WH friends and alt alliance IoS led by Oreamnos and Bracer, 5 of their guys formed our backbone until we managed to get established, Orea stuck with us until the bitter end. Gavin joined us for the full duration and provided much needed DPS and chuckles, great to fly with you buddy.

Special thanks to Bei, Chori and Dog, their experience was invaluable for this endeavour. True professionals with skill, determination and grit. I hope to do more stuff with you guys at some point in the future!

Other links;
Final report for the war;
Rixx’s slightly bitter post on defeat;

Thursday 12 March 2015

Fanfest 2015 - My schedule and recommendations

Unfortunately my plane doesn't land until about 3pm on the Thursday but I am trying my best to attend the following sessions or if I cant make them at least I intended to ;)

For the rest of the time I would expect to be meeting as many fellow players and old friends where possible to share beer and stories with!

see you at FF2015!


13:00 – Serenity
A Brutor Guide to Empyrean Health
A "how to" guide for positive mental and physical health for the average game player. How to take control of more than your virtual world and really live life like an immortal. Using the player behind Roc Wieler as an example, this session helps with goal-setting and creating steps for accountability and success for the rest of the year. - Roc Wieler, Stay Frosty.
15:25 - Serenity
Eve Fan Art
Join popular EVE Blogger, Pirate and Fan Artist Rixx Javix (Bryan Ward) as he talks about the place EVE Fan Art has in the community and announces several exciting new projects you won't want to miss.
16:00 - Jita
EVE Fan Creations
Sit down with Rixx Javix, Andrew Groen and CCP Spitfire to discuss the practical aspects of collaboration between the player creators and CCP.
16:00 - Serenity
The Art of War in New Eden
This seminar looks at the theory and doctrine behind modern global warfare and encourages participants to question how much of it is appropriate to wars in EVE Online. We discuss strategy and analyse the thinking of two key figures (Clausewitz and Sun Tzu) and apply their lessons to EVE Online in order to identify how we can look deeper into EVE warfare than merely the tactical levels of killing ships and pods. - Spanky Ikkala, EVE University.
17:00 -Tranquility
EVE Online Keynote


11:00 – Rens
Community Fansites
Do you run a community Fansite? Interested in making something for everyone? Find out what plans CCP has for the program and come give your Feedback.
12:00 – Rens
Player Gatherings
Do you host player gatherings? Are you interested in what goes into organizing player gatherings? Are you interested in starting one in your area? Let's talk.
12:00 – Amarr
UK Community
Join devs and players from the UK to talk about EVE. This is a good opportunity to raise issues specific to the UK.
12:00 – Jita
Low Sec and Factional Warfare
Come chat with us about faction warfare. How is it now? How could it improve? You tell us!
14:00 - Singularity
Evolution of the CSM
Join our time travel adventure to learn more about the Council of Stellar Management.
15:00 – Jita
Lowsec and Crimewatch
Yarr! Come discuss lowsec with us, especially the bits about legality, piracy and general s
15:00 – Singularity
CSM Panel
Members of the 9th Council of Stellar Management review their term and answer questions from the audience.
15:25 - Serenity
RL vs. EVE Journalism
A look behind the screens of EN24 at how news is being reported in EVE and the influence of news on the community. - Bobmon, Habitual Euthanasia
16:00 - Jita
Valkyrie Engineering
Come meet some of the programmers working on EVE: Valkyrie and ask them about anything from the backend services to gameplay programming, flight model code to details about the VR implementation.
17:00 - Tranquility
Worlds Collide
Two teams meet in a live best-of-5 EVE Online PvP series on the main stage of Harpa! One team hails from Tranquility while the other comes from Serenity and these two servers will clash in exciting spaceship battles with commentary and analysis, all with the thunderous applause of you, the live audience. Worlds Collide in Eldborg and you will not want to miss it.
21:00 – Downtown
Pub Crawl


11:00 – Dodixie
Galactic Party Planning Guide
Featuring the players behind the largest EVE player gatherings around the world, this round table is for those looking to discuss EVE player meets or who want advice about organizing or growing their own meetups of any size.
13:00 – Rens
Future of EVEsports
Discuss the current and future possibilities of organized tournaments in EVE Online, whether it is official CCP tournaments or player run events!
 14:00 – Dodixie
Come have a chat with the Fanfest organizers about the event itself and how we can make it even better!
 17:00 – Tranquility
Closing Ceremony

20:00 – Harpa
Party on top of the world

Tuesday 10 March 2015

Thursday 26 February 2015

Sorry Rixx

"Rixx, I am sorry I stooped to a level that is unbecoming of EvE celebrities, nay a human being. What I said on Twitter was mean and hurtful and I apologize." 

Wednesday 25 February 2015

Bam Stroker for president

So I don’t usually do this kind of thing but there is one candidate with a vision that affects me and therefore I will make this public recommendation. I run 4 accounts so my votes will be split; Xander will receive some coz he is a cool dude, Mangala and Sugar Kyle will get some as will some of the other lowsec related CSM candidates.

My main votes this year however will go to Bam Stroker, let me explain why;

The main reason I play this game is for the community that it has created and maintains. EVE Community is the best, it’s the reason I returned and still play the game, it’s the reason I do #EVE_NT.

Despite EVE having created and harbouring some of the worst of humanity we also have the most helpful, caring and genuine people in any game-community. Specifically the unique game style and the fact that we create our own content have pushed all of us to work together for common goals in and out of game. Organising #EVE_NT and attending other great events in real life has shown me how well eve-players get on and show how much passion we all have for this wonderful game and the other people with the same hobby.

Bam has chosen not to go with all the other CSM candidates that will continue the fight from the usual angles and game-play problems and improvements. Bam will be fighting for all of us in a different way, by strengthening the community aspect of EVE.

CCP has been great in the support of out-of-game events and specifically CCP Guard has been a pioneer in improving the relations and contact between organisers and developers. We still have a way to go to make this even better and I see no better way of doing this than having a CSM member stepping up to make this so.

I wish you all the best Bam and I hope you do well in your endeavours, maybe next year I will stand beside you and we can both fight the same fight!

Friday 20 February 2015

The Truce

In the boardroom adjacent to his office, the entire management team sat waiting, some more patient than others.

With a gentle woosh the door opened and Shabana entered, indicating Nashh would not be far behind. Commander Known rose from his seat, prompting Lazy to call him a brown nose.

The Bastard CEO entered the room, still on his NEO-com finishing a conversation. Surveying the room he nodded for Known to take a seat before thanking Shabana and handing her the NEO-com as she departed.

'Thank you for your patience, and apologies for my absence, I had some personal matters to attend to'.

'First of all I want to congratulate you all for your efforts in this...' Nashh gestured dismissively with his hands ..'war..' 'The positive kill ratio in the face of higher attendance by the enemy, clearly shows our superior strength'

'I appreciate the propaganda war is not easy, facing this fake messiah, but I am pleased you all kept to the truth, and that..' Nashh jabbed a finger at the large oak table, 'that is what people will remember'.

Ithica Hawk smiled, knowing that his CEO referred to his efforts in keeping the truth in the public eye, fighting injustice with his pen.

The mood turned a little darker as Nashh reclined in his seat and went silent before continuing.

'Earlier this month..' Nashh had to clear his throat, 'we lost a dear friend…. permanently'.

The room remained quiet and several of the Directors stared at their feet. Everyone had heard about Lex Fasces, some knew him personally, not all enjoyed his company, but all had learned to respect him.

'To send him off in the best way possible, and to celebrate Lex's time in New Eden, The Renegades under command of CyberTen will lead a roam tomorrow evening'.

On the far side of the table Marco cracked a smile, remembering some of the stupid shit he had experienced with Lex.

Nashh continued; 'The Frosties will attend this roam..'

Several heads turned and jaws dropped, but none had the courage to interrupt a stern-faced Nashh.

'Starting noon tomorrow until noon the following day, we will observe a truce with ABA, so both parties can partake in this send-off'.

Nashh observed the faces of his friends around the table, some looked disapproving.

'This is not negationable, not following this direct command will result in immediate dismissal'. 'Spread the word gentlemen, you are dismissed...'

For some moments in life there are no words.

RIP Lex Fasces

Wednesday 11 February 2015

War - Ishomilken belongs to us

‘Stabber near top station’ Derothar crackled over the radio, ‘gonna check it out’.

A moment passed before he returned with good news; ‘its Rixx guys, I am going in’ Derothar sounded excited about using his Vexor against the bane of Isho. Confident in his skills Dero launched drones and opened fire with his blasters. Rounds of antimatter crashed into the Minmatar cruiser as mixed flight of drones settled in a comfortable orbit before opening fire.

‘Has he aggressed?’ Lazy demanded, keen not to waste his time warping over for the target to just dock up safely.

‘Negative…yes YES!’

‘Roger on my way’

Bastard director Lazy did not want to waste the opportunity to get a Rixx Javix kill-mail and brought out his favourite Machariel. Over the years Lord Lazy had grown a particular dislike towards Rixx and despite being curbed by his CEO to keep smack-talk to a minimum, killing him was never discouraged. He chuckled to himself as the warp-tunnel collapsed behind him and target-lock began resolving, this stabber was done for.

‘Drake drake drake!’ Derothar shouted over comms, ‘it’s neutral, do I engage?’

‘No I got this’ Lazy smiled as the Stabber piloted by Rixx erupted and sprayed wreckage over the undock, neither Derothar nor Lazy found the time to catch the escape capsule.

‘Drake secondary’ Lazy commanded as superheated rounds of EMP smashed deep into the Drakes toughened shields.

‘Watch your range Lazy, he is burning for you’ Derothar noted, ‘Domi undocking, and another Drake, watch your six Lazy!’

‘Fuck he has a scram, I am scrammed, nail this fucker now!’ Lazy sounded a little worried now his Battleship was unable to propel itself to a safer distance.

Station security had already begun firing at Lord Lazy for his unauthorised aggression on the Caldari battlecruiser and despite having powerful resists the Machariel started to take more damage than the shields could handle.

‘I cant tank this much longer, are you going to be able to get out?

Lazy did not respond, rage started to build deep within him, fucking pirates with positive security status, what a joke. He knew he was doomed as Derothar exploded just off his starboard side.

‘Good fight!’ Rixx Javix laughed over the local radio, just before re-appearing from the station in an Atron class frigate.

Despite best efforts and the Drake succumbing to extensive autocannon fire, Lazy knew this was the end of his beloved boat. A bright blue explosion briefly lit up the side of the station before covering it in dust and wreckage.


Nashh Kadavr laboriously studied some documents before signing them and filing them in the trays on his desk. He did not like to be disturbed unannounced and nobody ever had, not twice at least.

Lord Lazyghost did not care for this and burst into the room before pacing up to Nashh’s large oak desk. Without pause he loudly planted a battle report in front of his CEO and slammed his fist on top.

Nashh slowly sat back in his leather chair, his frown relaxing as he saw the anger on Lazy’s face. Lazy being angry is not something new to him and most of the time he would simply ignore it. Bulging, bloodshot eyes peered deep into his own, something was different about Lazy.

‘So?’ Nashh started off whilst picking up a cigar from a drawer. ‘You died, what’s the big fucking deal?’

‘Positive sec’ Lazy hissed between his teeth.

The sulphur tip from the match crackled, before lighting the cigar between Nashh’s lips. A large, grey plume of smoke separated the men momentarily. Nashh waved his hand dismissively to encourage more words from Lazy’s mouth.

Lazy whispered with venom and anger in his voice; ‘War, I demand we declare war’

A stern look formed slowly on the CEO’s face as he contemplated his options for a moment. Two thin trails of smoke escaped from his nose as he looked up from the battle-report to his friend in front of the desk.

Nashh nodded ... ‘make it so…’

Tuesday 3 February 2015

EOH & #EVE_NT advert!

Mr Rixx Javix & the legendary Mynxee made this advert for EOH Poker and #EVE_NT;

I cant wait for Saturday! its gonna be awesome!!!

Friday 16 January 2015

Best ship is sponsorship - EOH Press release

January 15, 2015

EVE Online Hold'em Sponsors Multiple Eve_NT Events

To promote the pursuit of fun, EVE Online Hold'em (EOH) has stepped up to sponsor Eve_NT.

EVE is all about fun and community is the cornerstone of that fun. Live events strengthen our community and turn in-game relationships into lasting friendships. EVE is Community!

EOH wants to help Eve_NT be the best event it can. Although we are a small community of poker players/gamblers without the resources of larger groups, we feel that it is important in the name of community to support EVE_NT. As EOH management observed, “There is nothing in our budget for Eve_NT sponsorship. We are sacrificing other advertising and planned promotions to make this happen. In light of recent events, we felt it was important to help Eve_NT and to make an important point about building strong relationships with our fellow EVE players. We feel strongly that in-game events should not come between real people enjoying getting together to share their EVE experences over a beer.”

EOH is sponsoring two EVE_NT activities: a 3-Card winner-takes-all poker hand and a 3x3 Valkyrie tournament.

The first 100 people through the door at EVE_NT will receive gift bags in which are 3 playing cards. Toward the end of the night a contest will be held to see who holds the best “3 Card Poker” hand. The winner will receive 10 Billion ISK. Tied hands will split the prize. This contest will allow people to trade cards and network before hands are presented, offering a great opportunity for EVE_NT attendees to break the ice and interact with players they don't know.

At the EOH poker tables as in EvE, players compete against each other. To honor the concept of PvP, EOH is providing 15 Billion ISK for the winning team of a 3v3 Valkyrie tournament to be held at Eve_NT.

EOH is EVE’s oldest gaming community – a trusted service for over 7 ½ years! We offer poker and 50/50 coin flip gambling using ISK. Bankers (backed up by collateral on deposit) hold your ISK securely. Games are run using independent third party commercial software that EOH cannot control and did not write. EOH only charges a 5% house fee (25 to 40% is the normal in EVE) on games. Bankers are paid 50% of that house fee. The other 50% covers advertising, promotions, sponsorships, staff bonuses, bonus games etc. EOH is not about making massive piles of ISK off players' backs. We are a community of people who love EVE and poker...a community for the fun of it!

Thursday 15 January 2015

Fiction; Frostbite part 2 of 2

He felt the usual sharp burst of pain as his memory was injected into his new body. Bio fluid drained out the bottom of the clone chamber as it gently opened, spilling his body out on the floor.

'Bastard' he groaned.

Nashh Kadavr had died many times but only enjoyed it, if done by his own choice. Getting 'Santo'd' was not a choice.

The clone facilities seemed eerily quiet, they usually where in this station. Many pilots lost their lives in this part of low-sec but not many had clones installed at Ishomilken 4-2.

As his vision turned less blurry and strength returned to his muscles he attempted to stand. Using the lockers opposite his clone vat to steady himself, he became acutely aware he was not alone.

Blurred peripheral vision outlined her body, no mistake about it; it was her. Despite motor skills still recovering from his sudden re-birth he managed to open his locker with one hand to grab a blaster from the middle shelf. Keeping weapons in unusual places had proven to be valuable in the past.

'You ok?' She spoke softly.

'Yah' he muttered.

Nashh and Venom shared a past, some bad, mostly good. There had been many times she had to bail him out of situations he had created. Something didn't add up... He released his grip on the pistol and picked up a towel instead, using it to cover whatever modesty he had left.

'Nothing I haven't seen before Mr Kadavr, although..' she paused, 'it has been a while.'

'What are the chances huh?' Thinking out loud he pointed out the obvious; 'out of all places, all systems, all clone vat facilities, we both end up here...'

'Indeed' she smiled, 'what a coincidence huh?'

Vision returned to normal and he had no shame familiarising his eyes to her curves and perk shape. Memories flooded back to some of the crazy nights they had spend in years gone by.

She was just like he remembered.

Smiling a devious smile she whispered 'So, how about a shower?'

Just like he remembered...

Thursday 8 January 2015

Fiction; Frostbite part 1 of 2

Prowling the Heimatar region for unwilling victims Nashh uncloaked his Dramiel after entering the Ishomilken system.

A novice site close-by contained an Incursis class frigate according to his  scanner.

The Dramiel aligned smoothly before warping the relatively short distance to the combat site.

Acceleration gate, activate, heartbeat speeding up, concentrate, weapons hot, lock, point! Engage!

Rockets spewed forth and superheated rounds of Phased plasma crashed into the Incursis.

In return rounds of antimatter hurtled back and started to rip chunks out of his shields.

The Incursis commander initiated contact in the local channel;

'Nashh?! It's me Venom!'

'Venom? B.b.but you left?...'

'I came back!'

The famous and much loved female pirate halted her ion blaster fire and recalled her combat drones.

'You broke my heart...'

'I am sorry hun, but I needed a break, I am truly sorry'

Anger and rejection filled him with rage as Nashh overheated his weapons rack.

'I am not'

A violent explosion briefly lit up the nearby beacon as Venom Orchid's frigate erupted, expelling her escape capsule.

The once ruthless, female, pirate captain must have lost her sharpness or gained a death wish, she made little or no attempt to get her pod out.

'Do you feel better now?'

'A little'

'So how have you been?'

'I keep myself... What the?!'

Being distracted by one of the most beautiful pilot in new Eden was enough for a Stay Frosty gang to sneak up on him.

'Cavalry baby, your Dramiel for my Incursis seems a fair trade'

'Damn you Venom'
Nashh exclaimed before firing shells deep into Venom Orchid's escape capsule.

The Dramiel was lost, overwhelming damage evaporated his remaining shield, the reinforced armour and it's hull.

Lightning quick reflexes and plenty of practise allowed for Nashh to get his capsule out, leaving behind the laughing pack of wild dogs.

'You suck!'
 Harrigan shouted over the local radio waves.

'Fuck you, stay blobby you fucknuts'

What is it with these Frostians. Like some cancerous cell it slowly consumed those he loved. Roc, Kinux, Harri, and now even Venom

'I hate you Rixx Javix, may you burn in hell'
Ending the long warp on the Usi stargate, something didn't feel right. Heightened senses of danger troubled him.

Before any action could be taken he realised his fate was already sealed. The moment that followed seemed to pass in slow motion.

Around him the corpses of at least a dozen capsuleers gently floated in space. The Frozen and mangled remains of a body gently bounced of the side of his escape pod.

'Fuck you too Santo'
 Nashh managed as a Proteus uncloaked beside him and lit up a rack of smartbombs...