For weeks, life on the station took on a simple routine.  Get up in the morning, help out in the HellFleet mess hall, see the various capsuleer pilots off as they headed out from the station, welcome them home when they returned, eat a good meal with them and revel in their achievements.

Everything was fine with this routine save one particular issue, Hellfleet were pirates.  Would living among pirates be safe was the question that haunted him but not for the obvious reasons.

Karled had a secret to keep and every day being here led him closer to his treachery catching up with him.

He was filled with the dread of the unknown to so many questions.   How safe would his secret be and for how long?  How much time would they have before she showed her face in the station?  Would Taren understand that he had lied to her all this time?

He would know soon enough as his eyes realized his greatest fears.  She was standing there in the mess hall.

The brand new Hellfleet emblem was clear as day upon her uniform.  She had arrived in such an unlikely perceived probability that always seems to catch those guilty of such treacherous acts.  Karled stood there, shocked and frozen in fear.

Neresa was shocked as well.  She was shocked at Ga’len’s message last month.  Neresa had figured that Ga’len was in for the long haul with Ushra’Khan, but the news about the reclaiming of 9UY4-H changed many things across New Eden.  It would seem that such events had led to this fortunate reunion.

Karled could tell easily from looking at Neresa that she was close to state of uncontrolable rage.  The fierceness in her eyes and the way her arms from her shoulders to her fists were rigid told the story of her anger.  Her rage was swelling in her chest as she so spoke loudly that all in the mess hall could hear.

“Hello Karled.  I see that you and that tramp are still together,” she eyed him with such intensity that you could see a hole being burned right through him.  Neresa continued, “What, you don’t recognize your wife?  You know, the woman you loved for years, who bore your child and has spent the last 5 years looking for you?  At least you have taken care of our daughter…oh wait, you let those Amarr bastards have at her!”

Taren looked up from her plate in shock and fear.  She now knew as Karled did that they would not escape from their past.  All questions would soon be answered, everything was to become clear and there would be a reckoning for their crimes.

Breanne was sitting on Ga’len’s lap.  She looked at his face and then at Neresa, speaking slowly, “She’s not a tramp!  You are not my mommy, she is and she loves me!”

Her small hand pointed to Taren.  Taren looked at Breanne with fear in her eyes as she spoke, “You are,” Taren’s mind was trying to piece this all together, “are, alive?  We killed you! Neresa, you can’t be alive!  Karled, we need to get out of here!”

Neresa shouted, “DON’T MOVE YOU BITCH!  YOU STOLE MY HUSBAND AND MY DAUGHTER, YOU WILL PAY!”

Again, silence filled the mess hall as everyone was waiting for someone to make a move.

Ga’len’s voice broke through the quiet like a knife through a thick fog, “So Neresa, you received my message and joined our ranks.  Welcome my old friend, but please, don’t spill any blood yet.”

All eyes turned toward Ga’len as he continued to speak, “Yup, it’s all my fault Karled.  You see, I have a habit of being informed.  You think I would let anyone about my ship without knowing about them?  Funny thing, I was not actively looking, but the medical bays on the D-GTMI Outpost did a good job of checking out you, Taren and Breanne.  DNA scans were part of the check my friend.  It’s too bad for you that Neresa had some DNA data for a jump clone in that station, otherwise your secret would have remained hidden.”

Ga’len slowly looked down into Breanne’s face and spoke softly, “My little acorn, I am so sorry.  My friend Neresa is telling you the truth.  She is your REAL mother.  Taren may have loved you, but she is not your blood.”

Breanne began to cry uncontrollably.

Ga’len held Breanne close and spoke with his ‘fathering voice’ as they all had become to call it, “Breanne, Karled is your father and Neresa is your mother.  Taren and Karled took you away from her a long time ago.”

Breanne looked up at Ga’len’s face, tears streaming down her cheeks.  Her lips were quivering and she tried to speak with a choked voice as she pointed to Neresa, “She’s….my…mommy?”

“Yes my little acorn, ” Ga’len said in a continued calming voice, “Neresa is your mommy and she’s here to take care of you.”

“Will she take me away?” Breanne asked, tears still flowing, “Like Taren and Karled did?  Will the Amarr get me again?”

Neresa came to sit next to Ga’len.  She reached for Breanne and they embraced each other. “No baby, I am not taking you away, I am here to stay.  You, me, Aunt Leainati and Uncle Twig will be your family now.”

Ga’len rose from his seat and stared at Karled, “I don’t know what went on between you and Neresa, but I won’t let this stand.  For the sake of your daughter I will not kill you.  You two will leave here right now and never return.  Breanne will tell you when she wants to see you.  Until that time, I suggest you be elsewhere….now.”

Continued…
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Darkness was all around except for a single bright spotlight high above.  The small room smelled of blood and sweat, it pervaded every pore of his being.  Again and again, this place has seen such horrors.

“PLEASE STOP!  PLEASE!  I WILL SUBMIT!”

The man was in agony and the slaver loved it.  He loved it so much, his soul was burning with passion.  He wanted this man, he wanted him so very bad.  “Such desire,” though the slaver, “I must punish this man for making me want him.”

Whoosh, crack, SMACK,  “AAAHHHH!”, whoosh, crack, SMACK, “PLEASE!!”, it was a horrible rhythm repeated again and again and again…

“YOU BASTARD!  YOU MAKE ME WANT YOU!  FEEL THE STING OF SIN!” the slaver yelled at his poor victim.

“PPPPLLLLEEEEAAAASSSSEEEE!”

***

Karled woke with his own hands choking his throat.  He was covered in sweat and gasping for air.” Damn, another nightmare,” his thoughts cursed him, “did I wake them?”

He realized that he was choking himself to keep quite and quickly removed his hands.  His gasps for air subsided, he was able to compose himself and looked around quickly, watching the slow rise and fall of the two others who were with him under the blankets.

The bed was a simple shelf in the cargo hold and yet it was a luxury to be cherished.  It wasn’t on the floor, among the filth and rats.  It wasn’t a dark hole, stinking of sweat and death in the bowels of some station deep in CVA space. A simple shelf with a blanket may not sound like much, but what lay beside him in this bed was the greatest thing he could have hoped for.  His family, alive and reunited after many years.

These past few weeks had been the most eventful of Karled’s life.  He had found his wife when a station in Z-R had been liberated by -A- and their allies.  It was a miracle that he had prayed for and his prayers had been answered.

Miracles it would seem, would become something more present in his life.  That drunken pilot, Xious, was a miracle, or mainly the story he told over many rounds at the liberation party in Unity Station.  The story of how one of the Warriors of the Ushra’Khan, an “improbable Ammarian” as it was put, had taken in a small child slave that was recently freed.  This Ammarian and his half sister were looking after her.  Another miracle in finding this Ammarian, the miracle of his assistance in rejoining with his beloved Taren and the speed in which they were brought to D-GTMI station, where the greatest miracle of his life was before him.  Breanne was alive and for the most part, unharmed.

Yes, the shelf was not a real bed, but being together with family again was the one thing that melted all these past years away.

“Finally,” Karled thought to himself, “we are a family again.  What do we do now?”

Breanne began to stir, her eyes slowly opened, small slits slowly crept apart, revealing very sleepy eyes.  She was all tucked in under the blanket with sleepy warmth radiating from underneath.  She yawned as she began to speak, “AArree we there yet?”

“Not yet but we should be docking soon,” he continued, “want to come with me and get mommy breakfast?”

Breanne yawned again and tried to sit up, but the blanket had other ideas and continued it valiant struggle to pull her back into a deep sleep.  The blanket won this round and she drifted back into serene slumber.

Karled smiled and silently extracted himself from the the warmth of the bed.  He had to bit his lip and his foot touched the deck, it was keeping true to a morning’s chill.  He could not sleep anymore, his dreams were simply too horrific.  “When will this be over?”

Karled’s stomach decided to change the topic of this mental conversation and remind him of it’s emptiness.  “Okay, okay, breakfast first then,” he muttered to himself.

***

Leainati was working in small galley of the ship.  Small was a kind work.  These Vagabond heavy assault cruisers were built for battle, not as a tourist cruise ship.  She had barely enough room to prepare food before the heat was too much.  As she left the tiny room, she say down on an old crate that her brother, Ga’len, had left secured to the floor.  She didn’t wonder why this crate was here, just outside the entrance anymore.  Sure, it was blocking the hallway, but you needed someplace to take a rest.  Many things her brother did seemed to not make any sense, not until as he put it, “time and knowledge finally decide to sit down and have a little chat.”

Karled could be heard coming down the corridor, “Ahh, so you are finally awake.  I trust the little one is sleeping well?” Leainati spoke cheerfully.

“Yes, she’s sleeping well, ” Karled spoke while rubbing the back of his neck.  His face was still wearing lines of a restless night.

“Still having the nightmares are we?” Leainati asked as she handed him a plate of food.

Karled took the plate of food, “Thank you.  Yeah, it’s funny, ” he continued, “I thought that things would go back to the way they were once I found Breanne and Taren.  I thought we would have our lives back.  I guess I didn’t ever think it would really happen.  Now that it has, I just, I don’t know.  I don’t know anything anymore.”

Leainati placed a hand on Karled’s shoulder, “It took me a while to become comfortable with not looking over my shoulder every five minutes.  I must admit, I still struggle with the nightmares, the memories of the torture at the hands of some Amarrian pig.”

“Does it ever end?  Do the memories stop haunting you?” Karled asked with hope in his eyes.

“No, ” Leainati said, looking down at the floor, “the memories will never go away, you just get used to them being there,”  She looked up at Karled’s face, “The important thing is to let them be memories and nothing more.  Don’t let them control your thoughts and actions.  Not all Amarrians are bad people and not all Minmatar are victims of the slavers.”

Karled took a bite of food and tried to smile as he chewed, “I know, I know.  Your ‘half-brother’ Ga’len, he’s not like any Amarrian I have ever met.  I hope people are as kind as the two of you have been.”

Leainati smiled and chuckled, “You had better stop flirting with me.  I’ll have to kick your butt.”

SMACK!

Karled’s eyes were wide open.  Behind was his daughter, Breanne.  She was grinning from ear to ear as she pulled her hand back to smack her father on the butt again.

“DAD!  Why are you flirting with Aunt Leainaaaatiiii?” Her voice struggling past another yawn.

“Yeah dad, want to explain why you are flirting with this….woman?” Taren asked, winking at Leainati.

“Uh, uhm…I was…,” Karled’s mouth opened and closed but he simply could not form words.  Taren moved forward and hugged her husband.

“You are so easy to torment sometimes,” Taren chuckled as she spoke, “Come on, let’s leave Leainati alone and get packed.  Ga’len signaled me on my data pad, we will be docking soon.”

Continued…

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It was quite a party. The hanger deck was littered with empty bottles of alcohol, passed out Warriors of the Ushra’Khan and -A-. Xious could be seen staggering about with the assistance of quite a few ‘Ladies of Love’. He was smiling in a drunken stupor, singing some ancient song about a drunk Scotsman and a blue ribbon left by some admirers.

It was a glorious mess and it had been a long time coming. Unity Station had been freed after years of fighting. Now came the push further into Providence. CVA had been defeated again and again. They would continue to push deeper into their space.

CVA will fall. The death blow had been delivered, the rest of the body did not know it yet.

Ga’len stood, as best as the many spirits he had consumed would allow him. It was a hard fight, but he was finally aboard Unity Station.

“So,” Ga’len began to speak to a recently freed slave, “What do you plan to do now?”

“Well, the man over there,” the freed slave spoke while gesturing towards Xious and his gaggle of love,” he said, or rather slurred heavily, that I should speak with you.”

“Oh, what about?” Ga’len was looking at this man’s very intense look on his face.

“Well,” continued the man,” I think you may know about my daughter.”

***

Moments later…

“Whoa. I must have had to drink than I thought,” Ga’len said slowly. He was lying on the floor of the hanger, looking up at this man, “I thought you just said something about your daughter.”

“I did, but, uhm, perhaps you should let me explain,” continued the man as he extends his hand down to Ga’len, “I am Karled. Xious tells me that you have been taking care of a young girl that may be my daughter.”

Karled shows Ga’len a photograph of a younger Breanne. “Please, have you seen her?”

Ga’len graciously takes Karled’s hand and is helped to his feet. “Good sir, yes, my sister and I have been taking care of her. I will take you to her at once.”

Karled exclaimed, “Oh thank the Gods!”

Ga’len and Karled made it quickly across the hanger decks to Ga’len’s Vagabond, An Bealach an Vaga. After securing Karled in the rarely used passengers section, Ga’len got into his pod, his “Jovian Spud” as he sometimes called it and engaged the loading mechanism.

Undocking from Unity Station in 9UY4-H was fast and simple, not a single slaver in sight. As Ga’len willed his ship into motion, he willed the internal ship comms into life and brought Karled up to speed on the event leading to the discovery of his missing daughter.

“I can’t thank you enough. My wife is in Z-RFE3, looking for Breanne at the station there,” continued Karled, “Is it possible to send her word as to where we are going?”

“The panel in front of you should be active now,” Ga’len spoke from his mind’s voice over the internal comms, “Let her know that we will be arriving at the station in 15 minutes. Breanne is with my sister at the station in D-GTMI. I will be happy to take you both there .”

Ten minutes later, Ga’len jumped into a gate camp. Several tackler ships and a few battle cruisers to provide the damage dealing needed to destroy a target.

“Sod it,” Ga’len mutters in his mind. He aligns to a planet and engages his micro warp drive. The local comms channels come alive as Ga’len yells in his mind, “SLAVERS REPENT! LEAVE NOW AND YOU SHALL LIVE!”

The panel in front of Karled displays the visuals outside the ship. He chuckles to himself as the entire Slyph gate camp simply flees into random directions away from the gate.

“So,” Karled speaks slowly, “They flee before a single ship?”

Ga’len chuckles in his mind as he engages the internal comms, “The slavers who held this space know that they are defeated.  It’s time for them to protect what they have left, tuck tail and run.  We shall be in Z-R soon, I am alerting my sister, Leainati, that we will be arriving in D-GTMI later today.”

A few minutes later, Ga’len had his vagabond docked in station safely.  Karled and Ga’len made their way from the hanger decks where they happened upon a very petite woman.  She had to be Breanne’s mother.  It was her eyes, they were so blue.  She was trembling and it had been obvious that she had been crying recently.  She tried to speak, but her voice failed her.

“Ma’am, I am Ga’len.  Breanne is safe, she’s with my sister in D-GTMI.  If you come this way, we will head there immediately.”

She said nothing, just smiled broadly as we turned back towards the hanger.

“Ga’len,” Karled spoke, “This is my wife Taren.”  Taren nodded as they quickly walked toward the hanger.

“Don’t you worry,” Ga’len said quickly, “We will be there soon.  My sister Leainati is expecting us.  If I know her, she’s already alerted our fellow warriors to help  secure our route, we should get there within the hour.”

“Is she….how is….,” Taren’s voice was very shaky, she could barely speak.

“She is safe and unharmed, ” Ga’len assured Taren, “She’s a beautiful child.  Yes, she has all her fingers and toes and none the worse for wear so to speak.  She does think that you two were killed when you were taken away, but that will all be over very soon.  Let’s get you two aboard and get going.”

***

The trip to D-GTMI was fast and fortunately, without incident.  Many Warriors of the Ushra’Khan who were in systems they had to travel through were actively providing intel on enemy movements.  Before Ga’len realized it, they were on final approach to the station in D-GTMI.

Docking was quick as everyone had been alerted by Leainati that Ga’len had VIP passengers for D-GTMI station.  She told everyone who the passengers were, but to keep things quiet around Breanne.

They were greeted by Leainati on the hanger deck, she spoke warmly as Karled and Taren were climbing down the embarkation ramp, “Breanne does not know you are here, I wanted to keep this a surprise.  She’s on her way to the hanger as the thinks that ‘Uncle Twig’ is here for a quick visit.”

Karled and Taren looked at each other and then towards Ga’len with a shared questioning look between them.

“Well, she took to me.  She’s a wonderful child, ” Ga’len smiled as he spoke, “everyone in Ushra’Khan has become her family these past few weeks.”

As they approached the corridor doors, they parted and out came running Breanne.  She looked at Ga’len and then stopped dead in her tracks.  Her eyes wide, she stood with her jaw agape.

Ga’len walked over to Breanne and knelt down on one knee and spoke, “My little acorn, look who I found.”

Breanne’s eyes filled with tears as she slowly began to walk.  Taren fell to her knees and she started to cry uncontrollably as Breanne started to run towards them.  They all knelt there on the floor, hugging each other and crying.

Leainati walked over to her brother as he stood up, “How in the world did you find them?”

Ga’len shrugged, “He found me, said he heard from Xious that we were taking care of a little girl.  He showed me a photograph of Breanne and I thought it would be best to get back here as soon as possible.”

They all gathered back together near the corridor door.  Taren had regained some of her composure, walked up to Ga’len and gently slapped him across the face.

Ga’len was slightly stunned and glared at her as she spoke, “I hate all of you Amarrian bastards.  Your people took us away from our daughter but you are not like your people are you?  You take that slap to your face and you return it to them ten fold.”

“No, I am not,” Ga’len continued, “I hated how my family kept and abused slaves.  It’s why I left that place.  Don’t you worry, that slap has been delivered to them time and time again.”

Karled spoke, “And now -A- and Ushra’Khan are freeing Providence from that slaver oppresion.”

“Yes, they have,” Ga’len agreed, “We came for our people and now, my work here is done.”

Ga’len smiled as Leainati looked at him, “I joined Ushra’Khan with the hope of helping them return to their home at Unity Station.  I joined them to help re-light the fires of hope, to light the beacons of truth.  That part of my work is finished now.”

“So, with the slavers in Providence all but completely dead,” Leainati asks, “What will you do now?”

“I shall return to that which I know best,” Ga’len replied, “I shall go back to being the rogue who wandered.  That was my home, it’s time I returned.”

Breanne looked up at Ga’len as he slowly knelt down to the ground, “My little acorn, oh my child, I must leave.  It is time for me to go. Don’t you worry, my friends in Hellfleet are expecting me.”

Karled spoke, “Well, we can’t stay here.  It’s still not that safe for us.  May we come with you?  We will find a way to pay you.”

Breanne threw her arms around Ga’len’s neck and hugged him, “Please take us with you!”

“If you wish, I will take you all with me,” Ga’len assured them, “but you need not worry about money.  Loving hugs are the best currency.  I must head back to Unity Station to say by goodbyes.

***

Back at Unity Station, the meeting hall was almost empty as Ga’len walked through the door.  He was wearing his old clothes and was carrying a satchel with his Ushra’Khan uniform.

There was no one from leadership there as he had hoped.  They were all called away for another battle.  There was a note left for him however.  It read simply, “We will miss you, Ga’len, take care.  Keep the uniform,  you may be back one day as the Ushra’Khan bug is not easily ‘cured’.  We would have been here to say goodbye, but we had to go…for our people.”

Ga’len smiled as he looked out the window.  He saw the massive fleet warp away to battle.  They would free Providence of the slavers, that was to be sure.

For him, it was time to head back to D-GTMI, collect his “family” and head to his new home in low security space.  The time for piracy had returned.

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Here’s your weekly roundup of all things EVE!  It’s a long post as I have a discussion point at the end.  Do take the time to read and think about this one.  I am looking for discussion from all viewpoints.

• The war in Providence continues.  It’s no longer a matter of a few systems but the entire region now.  As 9UY4-H fell on Monday and with -A- and it’s allies continuing it’s push, many say it will only be a matter of time before CVA disbands.  Some think that CVA will dissolve itself from it’s current form and head into faction warfare as that may be the only place they will be able to continue their role playing gaming style.  The reality is, unless CCP changes major parts of the Amarr/Minmatar story with the freeing of all slaves in New Eden, there will always be room for the role play side of the game.  Many people have written about the events in the Provi-war.  I’ve consolidated the D-GTMI and 9UY4-H Google items into the ProviWar feed.  You can catch all the blog posts, public forums postings and/or videos by subscribing to the feed itself.  More to come as things unfold but I will say this.  Monday was a day that will live in the heart of every Warrior of the Ushra’Khan.  Fighting at the side of -A-, Ushra’Khan was able to re-take 9UY4-H and Unity Station.
• Karn Mithralia made a great post on the EVE Forums Intergalactic Summit section relating to the retaking of Unity Station, head over and read [UNITY] – The Fire that Burns Within!
• Additionally, Ushra’Khan  and allies began taking systems from Sylph when they pulled a Goonswarm and forgot to pay their alliance bills.  They were able to take the J6QB-P  system and station, despite server crashes rolling the station damage indicators from zero armor and shields and less than 60 percent structure to 100 percent structure and 50 percent on shields and armor.  To relieve some of the frustration of that database failure, the station has been renamed for the time being, “C C P roll back  UK does not“.  I am sure a different name will be put into place by alliance leadership in the future.
• The Fan Fiction Blogfest #2 is still going on, head on over and join in the fun, write an entry today!
• Roc over at Roc’s Ramblings has some wonderful posts this week.  First head over read A hero address the world and then a  wonderful fiction post called Lament, head over and take the time to read it, it’s awesome!
• As always, update work for the blogs listed on The EVE Online Portal and the OPML download continues.  Head over and see who we added this week!

Now we have the discussion point I mentioned at the beginning of this post.  It relates to the siege of J6QB-P and the rollback event that occurred.

No, this is not a rant, only some observations and yes, it’s open for discussion as it’s a good topic for discussion.

Petitions were filed by many on the damage rollback issue.  Below is a copy of the responses from one of the GM’s:

Hi there,

I am sorry to hear what happened. My theory is that since the server underwent an ungraceful shutdown (in other words, it crashed), the state for the station (its shield, armor and structure level) wasn’t saved correctly to our database, and was therefore reverted to an earlier state when the server came back up.

Now, the problem with this, is that since the information was simply not saved correctly, it is not possible for us to verify in which exact state the station was in when the server crash happened. That means that we will sadly not be able to take any action here, as our logs surrounding the event are simply not conclusive.

I don’t doubt your description of the event, but my hands are simply tied due to the lack of verification from our end. I am sorry for this inconvenience.

Best regards,
Senior GM Lelouch
EVE Online Customer Support

Obviously this is not the response that anyone wants to ever see, that the data for the literally DAYS of shooting a station was simply lost.  This response is, however, one of the better responses I have even seen from a GM for this sort of issue.

Their position was explained clearly, not a simple “log show nothing” answer, but a valid, honest explanation.  One who puts in such a petition would see an insult as ‘your word is not good enough’.

I would have to disagree with that simply because there are those people who would make such a petition and falsely recount the problem.   It’s called cheating and unfortunately, this is why the GM’s take this stance on this sort of issue. Unless they have valid evidence in the way of database records,  there is nothing that can really be done.

Or is there something that they can do?  By their own admission, the database was not saved correctly due to the crash and thus the integrity of all the data pertaining to that time frame comes into question.   That is an issue that leaves me with some questions of my own.

Let me explain.  Every time you shoot a gun, ammo is consumed.  Crystals have a usage indicator, listed as damage.  Projectile, missile and hybrid ammo counts are reduced.  All that ammo usage is recorded by the inventory system with the usage indicator and location, mainly a weapon on a ship object.  Same goes for stront used by a dread in siege.   Ship objects are recorded in the database with your location sx, sy, sz.

So, when you shoot your ship, that means the inventory system records the removal of ammo, A1, from gun, G1, for ship, S1, at location s1x, s1y, s1z.  If you take that information from the database and match it up with the location of the station object in system and you can now establish that the station was in fact taking damage.

If  you expand the search for all inventory reduction events recorded in that time frame with other ships x, y, z locations in close proximity to the station object and you can confirm who was shooting at the station at the time.  You can not confirm the actual damage done sadly or any repairing done by the opponent using the inventory system.  So, for those of you thinking that the inventory reduction events data could be used to adjust the damage indicators for the station, I am sad to say that simply can not be effectively done.

However, in this case, the station damage was not recorded.  If all that data was lost, hours of damage indicator updates sent to hundreds of game clients, hours of inventory updates made for the ammo being used, hours of drones being used and/or lost, Stront consumed by dreads in siege, why was the only data rolled back the station damage indicators? 

What happened to all the ammo?  What happened to all the drones that were destroyed?  What happened to all the stront consumed?  Why was that data not rolled back?

If the database updates for damage taken/repaired for the station were not saved, then the ammo, stront and drones should still be there, is that not correct?  One would logically think so.

So, the questions for discussion are these:

Since the damage to the station can not be verified, why was the inventory system not returned to the same previous state for all those who were in system at the time?

How do you resolve the lost isk for ammo and/or stront consumed for damage that was not realized?

Should CCP be looking into the inventory system for such petitions and return ammo/stront used during a “rollback event” where the results of that used ammo/stront were not realized?

Can such incomplete database cleanups lead to other database inconsistencies?  Would these potentially be the source of all the crashes we have been seeing?

These are some of the questions that come to mind.  Please feel free to comment on this blog post or write a post of your own with your thoughts on this.  Feel free to answer any or all of these questions.

Personally, I think that CCP should be returning the ammo and stront that was used.

It’s a matter of examining the inventory system and placing those consumed items back into the respective hangers of the pilots whom their ship and character objects were present in the system with recorded inventory events at the time.

It’s the least they can do for having a server crash and “rollback time several hours” for a station that was under siege.

See you out there mates!

Tags: -A-, 9UY4-H, CCP, cva, D-GTMI, Discussion, GM Response, J6QB-P, ProviWar, rollback, Sylph, U'K, Unity Station

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Every time I write these Friday posts, they always seem to be a bit awkward to me. Well, the posting is not awkward, I just don’t want to leave the intro to the post something that is bland, the same thing each week. Bland posts every week lead to boredom for the reader and the writer.

So, what’s the stuff from this week?:

• There is a lot of news concerning the fall of the D-GTMI system pretty much all over the place. The EVE Forums, the EVE Blogging Community, Kugutsumen as well as many other places. There are even a few YouTube videos from the battle in D-GTMI. In a nutshell, Paxton Federation held the system for over three years and when it came time to defend it from -A-, they lost the fight. Many reasons were cited from server lag (which was very bad although the node the NOT crash) to poor FC work to inexperienced combatants on the field. As to what the future holds for D-GTMI and PXF, that remains to be seen. It should however, be interesting to watch unfold.
• Against All Authorities offered an olive branch to CVA after CVA’s failure to invade Catch as well as their loss of the D-GTMI system. CVA continued to be the arrogant aggressor and as a result -A- and it’s allies continue their response with an invasion of 9UY4-H. As of the writing of this blog post, 9UY4-H is under siege. There are both EVE forum posts and a few blogs posts on this battle so far and as always, I am more than willing to share what I find, enjoy!
• Nullsec space drama continues to unfold. On Wednesday, Goonswarm disbanded. Many say this was only the natural course as a problem with maintaining isk in the correct divisions of the executer corp’s wallet led to the loss of key systems in Delve. After listening to the recorded meeting that Goonswarm held and their internal declaration that they were moving back to Syndicate, I initially though this was part of their plan. In that meeting, you clearly hear that the main speaker called the current sov mechaincs (in beta). They seemed to make sense that they would pull out of 0.0 altogether, until you read the post from kartton, the alliance director responsible for the sov loss in the first place. His post titled ‘Dear Goonfleet’ pretty much sums up the Goonswarm mindset of “Frak it all” as he simply took what isk was left and ran. In EVE online, you “adapt or die“. Goonswarm had to adapt to the new sov mechanics as well as the changes to the Titan Doomsday weapon from being an area of effect, grid clearing weapon to a single target weapon. They simply could no longer win fights with large fleets holding people on a grid and using a Titan to ‘clear the board’. Adapt or die, they simply could not do this. Their attitude that the’ sov mechanics are in beta’ reflects this inability to change and thus the infighting must have grown within alliance leadership. Cal over at the Wild at Heart blog has a great post on what happened. As more information becomes available, you can catch the updates at yet another of my Google shared items,Goonsfall.
• Casiella over at Ecliptic Rift has started a Tumblr blog. So, being the social creatrue that I am, I caved to peer pressure and created one as well, http://eve-druid.tumblr.com. I plan to use my Tumblr blog in the same fashion as Casiella, to post things that don’t make it into my blog here or things that I can’t easily share with Google Reader.
• Akura kawanaka of Eve Monkey announced that Fan Fiction Blogfest #2 is underway. You can read all the posts in yes, yet another Google shared item (Google should send more advertising dollars my way for all the props they get from me!)
• One of my favorite sites, EVE Travel, moved to a new home this week. Head over to http://evetravel.wordpress.com and see why it’s a great site. Mark726 fly around New Eden and bring you photos of all the landmarks in game. It will take him a while, but it’s worth following the journey. The “Wanderer” in me just keeps bringing me back to the site.
• CCP announced that they have learned a lot from their testing for the lag in fleet battles. Be sure to read the ENTIRE dev blog as there are some very useful tips on how to deal with these lag situations. It’s a good read and should be something you stop right now and do. I especially liked this part of the dev blog in reference to the final battle in D-GTMI: “On Jan 28^th, we had a 1600 person fleet fight on Tranquility which our team monitored closely, keeping the node alive using methods that make our system admins faint. This was one of the biggest, if not the biggest, fleet fight ever in EVE (at least where the node survived the ordeal). This event allowed us to identify what was causing some of these glitches and deploy fixes live.” So, they finally listened to us, went to a system where the fleet fight request system was used for node reinforcement and actually monitored a live fleet fight 0n the production server. LO AND BEHOLD, THEY WERE ABLE TO IDENTIFY SOMETHING TO HELP THEM RESOLVE THIS ISSUE! Ahem…Well, finally they are listening to the stakeholders and we are again able to work together. Better late than never, thank you CCP. I for one am more than willing to continue to help resolve these issues, let’s keep that collaboration going!
• Manasi over at A Mule in EVE wrote a response to the CCP dev blog on lag and very accurately voiced a valid issue about some of the survival tips for fleet lag.  He feels that the concept of clicking a module to activate it once and wait 8 minutes for the time out is unreasonable.  I happen to agree with him.  Read the whole post and participate in the discussion.
• As always, update work for the blogs listed on The EVE Online Portal and the OPML download continues. I am continually amazed at the number of blogs that we have listed.

See you out there mates!

Tags: -A-, 9UY4-H, cva, D-GTMI, fan fiction blogfest, Google Reader, Goonswarm, Lag, OPML Download, The EVE Online Portal, tumblr, War

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