Daily Archives: March 17, 2009

Adam and EVE, the True Hollywood Story!

The rush into space is on!  Interest in EVE Online in our little community has hit a new height.  Our wee corporation has nearly a dozen active accounts.  Not bad considering that for months at a stretch, the corp was just me.

So it was about time for some EVE corporate drama.

Among those coming along for fun times in space was Adam of the Witty Ranter podcast.

Adam, feeling a bit behind in the skill points department, had a “buddy” with an EVE account he was not using with a character on it with 13 million or so skill points.  Adam cut a deal with him, and logged in to say hello with his new character.  Then he went off to transfer it to his account.

The next day I got an IM from Gaff about goings on in space.

It seems that Adam’s “buddy” failed to mention that the character in question had been used to loot the coffers of the corporation to which it once belonged.  He had some contracts to move stuff for his corp and apparently decided just to keep the stuff, moving some of the items off to another character while leaving other pieces just sitting about.

Adam admits that this was just some guy he met in WoW… see what kind of people play WoW!

And the people in this characters old corp… they remember him.  Adam received an in-game mail from one of the aggrieved former corp mates of his buddy who wanted their stuff back.

Being the rock-solid, stand-by-your-friends corp that we are, we put Adam’s application to join the corp on hold… at least with that character… and practiced denying we knew him.  Visions of war declarations swam in our heads.

Of course, I suspect that these guys might not be the war declaration types.  Their big lever, the threat they laid on Adam, was to go to CCP with this issue!

Seriously!  Stop laughing!  They meant it!

Well, they wrote it in any case.

I have to hope that was an empty statement on their part, a goad to get Adam to cough up the goods, because otherwise it was threat without value.  If CCP let an alliance get wiped by one corporate director, then a little contract theft is hardly going to move them to action.  We’ll see if these guys have anything else in the plan.

While much of the “good stuff” was moved off to the other account, some interesting items remained.

There was a stockpile out in 0.0 space where the character also happened to have a jump clone stationed.  Adam jumped out there, but was in a different station.  Forgetting, or not realizing, that he was persona non-grata out there, he left the station only to discover he couldn’t get into the station where the stuff was stowed.  Nor could he get back in to the original station.

We were pondering how he was going to get back when Adam said that wasn’t going to be a problem as somebody was targeting him already.

One podding later, Adam was back in empire space again.  There is some equipment out in 0.0 that will never be claimed I guess.

Tallying up the items left where he could get them there was still substantial value in his grasp.  Adam should not have to worry to much about money for the short term.  At least I hope not.  Found money has a habit of being spent foolishly.

In a moment of unselfish generosity, or perhaps filling a need to find and implicate co-conspirators, Adam donated a good chunk of stuff to the corporation.  It is stuff that none of us can use yet, but which might guide the direction of future training plans.

Of course all that stuff it 20 jumps away and needs a freighter to haul back to our HQ.  I guess that would be me.

Adam has decided to “retire” the new character for now and go back to training up his own guy.  He has a ways to go to fly some of the ships at his disposal, but at least he isn’t a wanted man.

Adam also knows the name of his “buddy’s” other character, the transactions all appearing in the character logs.  We will have to see if that tidbit comes into play.  More if anything develops.

Thanks to Jonathan of the Through the Aftermath podcast for suggesting the title of this post in corp chat.  He should be required to register his wit as a deadly weapon.  More than once I’ve nearly died laughing.