See Rock City

I lack froodness, through and through. Oh, I try and I fly, but I have but recently sloughed off my n00b label. Lore holds that one is a noob in EvE for the first two years. We know this thinking owes to a pilot building up true specialization in a ship or two, some core competencies with multiracial ships, pumping a maxed energy grid, nav and thermo skills, and the oh-so-critical Tech 2 guns. I started playing EVE in the summer of 2008 after stumbling over some articles touting the MMOs five-year anniversary. Interesting? Sure. My boundless (read: shameless) love for video games reaches back to the days when I prioritized my friends based on their collection of Atari cartages. But I had no idea that the game, really The Game at this point, would become a load bearing wall in my week-to-week schedule. EVE’s my very first MMO. Pre-2000, I loved PC-based games when Blizzard was kind of outstanding when I started playing Warcraft and rocked my socks with Starcraft. I think that I managed to avoid MMOs during a time when I had consistent 14-hour work day and a truly crap video card. Xbox? Oh hell yes. Console gaming in the form of Splinter Cell kept me in pixels almost through ‘06 or so. Then ennui, restlessness… queue EVE. Since the summer of 2008, I have changed my rig twice, follow COAD screed from work, pored over skill plans, and fill my hated iPhone with old EVE podcasts. Basically, fished in like a neuted ‘ceptor.

I don’t know how common my pathway to EVE might be. I arrived knowing no one, having never used the phrase “tanking,” and drawing on a many, many lovingly wasted hours in single-player games. What brought you to New Eden from the road?