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Arbelia Amarsa
Duchy of Amarsa
Posted - 2008.04.28 05:55:00 - [1]

"I am a contractor on the dinaubl moon mining base in the Inaro star system. Well on a particularly quiet night after work and after the sun had gone down, I was outside lounging when I saw some faint sparks in the sky. I was looking at the stars since they are so pretty with all the facilities lights turned out. The sparks were very small twinkles I guess you could say, I had no idea what they were since I had never seen anything like it before. Well several minutes passed, the faint sparks continued in the same general area. I went to get my binoculars to try to get a closer look. I had heard rumors of battles in space and I hoped that's what this was.

It took me a few minutes to get the eye piece; and find the sparks in the sky. Now I could see very thin streaks go a short distance then tiny flashes. I could not see anything else, just the streaks and flashes. I thought maybe it was someone mining an asteroid far away, it was hard to judge distances. There are never space battles out this way that i know of, the Navy keeps us well protected. Well about ten minutes later just before I was about to relax again and with my eyes glued to the eyepiece, there was a brilliant flash. The color of the flash was metallic blue and it slowly faded. The flash was as bright as some of the brightest stars in the sky with my naked eye. I was amazed and thought this had to be something neat going on up there.

The following day at work I was talking about what I saw and one of the guys at work said he heard from a cargo pilot that there was a battle near our moon last night. Space traffic had been routed away from the battle, usually you don't hear about battles since most of space military stuff is so secretive. The cargo pilot said he could clearly see the battle on his nav computers while he waited. It was a couple cruisers from an unknown faction. One was a Caracal class cruiser which would explain the sparks and streaks of light, they use missiles which must have hit the other cruiser which was a Thorax. The Cargo pilot said the bright flash was likely the Caracal finally exploding. The crew of the stricken Caracal had plenty of time to escape apparently as escape pods were leaving the scene while the Thorax stayed on the wreck. According to the cargo pilot, the Thorax had taken plenty of damage also and the hull fire could be seen thousands of kilometers away.

So that was really interesting to witness first hand. I can't wait to get home and tell my family that I saw explosions from a distant space battle. I wish i could fly on one of those star ships someday."

(part 2 coming soon)

Arbelia Amarsa
Duchy of Amarsa
Posted - 2008.04.28 06:06:00 - [2]

(Part II)
"I am a third class petty officer from the Caracal class cruiser Minx of EFIS corp, my job was Mess Specialist which is one of the cooks aboard ship. Well yeah I am happy to still be alive right now, there were quite a few guys that didn't make it out. I knew something was up when our ship was ordered to undock ASAP from the station in Inaro system. We left at such short notice that some of the guys on station leave were left behind, lucky for them.

Once we undocked the messdeck crew were told to prepare a meal for the crew. So we did that, the ships crew had a decent meal about two hours after undocking. All we knew is that the ship was needed in the system for routine security. That is what the captain always says though when we go on a mission that involves probable combat. So we were all a little nervous, not sure what was up or if any of the fleets other ships were with us.

An hour after everyone ate, three hours into our deployment, I ordered my guys to start cleaning up the mess deck, Thats when the ships general querters alarms went off. That is the signal for all hands to go to battle stations. I had a bad feeling about this one right away but we had a job to do and we had been through it plenty times before. Another half hour passed by, nothing but silence except for some of us whispering to each other, we were in our protective gear incase of damage or fire. Once a ship goes into battle stations, doors close all over the ship to compartmentalize so if one area takes a hull breach it won't affect all the living space just that area.

Someone commented that they could hear the door to the drone bay open. So i thought we must have reached the battle area if they were deploying drones. All I knew is we had one or two drones on the ship.
Then we starting hearing the sound of the missile batteries shifting loudly, pumping out missiles. We could not hear explosions, just the missile launcher gears and the whoosh of missiles firing. That went on for about ten minutes, we began to sweat, everyone was nervous. We could only hope that whoever the enemy was would get toasted by the ships missiles like in previous fights we had been involved in. But then we felt the ship shake, when that happens it means either something is hitting it past the shields or some machinery somewhere on the ship is working overtime.

Heat within the ship began to build up quickly, we were all sweating heavily now. Lights flickered, then the ship was rocked hard, we began to hear the horrifying sounds of metal grinding. Loud bangs against the hull someplace in the ship, at that point you go into either panic mode or combat mode, it was our team leader that began barking out orders that kept us from panicking. Time was a blur then, we were too busy rushing to repair damage to another area of the ship to worry about anything. It had to be another ten or twenty minutes passed, the ship was getting more violently rocked, the sounds so loud. The Hull was breached, we knew that once the red emergency lights flashed. When they went steady we knew that was the signal to abandon ship. The team leader barked loudly over the noise for us to get into the escape pods. I was scared now, at any time I knew some projectile could crash into our area and kill us all in an instant.

We got into the escape pod just as the loud damage noises stopped, all we could hear was faint alarms going off, some faint metallic sounds as the ship was breaking up. Our pod held a couple dozen guys, it lurched away from the ship and sped into space. Through a portal I caught a glimpse of our ship. The thing looked like a big wreck, mangled and torn apart, I can't believe we survived or escaped.

Several hours later we were picked up by some cargo ship and brought back to a nearby moon base. I was shaking from the experience, I mean our ship was lost and half of its crew with it. I won't ever forget that experience, never. I wish i could find a quiet job on a moon base."

Arbelia Amarsa
Duchy of Amarsa
Posted - 2008.04.28 07:48:00 - [3]

((This 2 part story is based on an actual battle in game in the Inaro system. The battle was a 1v1 pvp duel between my Caracal and a Thorax. I had him into structure but he MWD'd up to me and blasted me to pieces, was a good close fight. I like to look at EVE from all kinds of perspectives, RL and RP.))

Posted - 2008.04.30 20:42:00 - [4]

Nice little story :)

Arbelia Amarsa
Duchy of Amarsa
Posted - 2008.04.30 21:58:00 - [5]

Edited by: Arbelia Amarsa on 30/04/2008 22:00:14
Thanks! I will write more then :)
(part III)
Interview with the Captain of the stricken Cruiser Minx coming soon.

Posted - 2008.04.30 22:09:00 - [6]

Cool :D

For some reasons cruisers seem to be the best ship class for those stories to revolve around heh.

Niko medes
Posted - 2008.05.10 03:33:00 - [7]

really nice story my friend.
I REALLY liked part II
keep it up ;]

Arbelia Amarsa
Duchy of Amarsa
Posted - 2008.05.13 10:33:00 - [8]

((Part 2.5 the cold news of loss))

Audriana Mizuli was working on her household taxes when she heard the doorbell ring. Opening the door she was greeted by an agent from Ehr Financial Navy Department. The agent was dressed in a black uniform, high collar accented the woman's sharp features, she looked rigid and professional as most Caldari officers do. Immediately Audriana knew it had to do with her son who was serving two years as a communications specialist aboard the cruiser Minx.

"Are you Audreana Mizuli, mother of Daviz Mizuli?" The agent's voice was void of any sympathetic emotion. It was a monotone straight forward question.

"Yes, yes I am, is he alright?"

"He died aboard the Cruiser Minx in an accident aboard ship, we are sorry for your loss. The bank will be sending you insurance funds within a month."

Audreana turned away from the cold news and covered her trembling lips as she started to cry.


Benjor Gustov is a systems technician at a Caldari space ship manufactory in the Jita system. He is the proud father of two sons. One of them went into the Caldari naval academy and the other Judin, went to work for Ehr Financial security division or EFIS as an officer.

His phone rang and he quickly snapped it up just as he always does, he is an all business, professional.

"Benjor speaking, how can i help you?"

"Benjor Gustov?" the voice was bland on the other end of the line

"Yes speaking" already Benjor knew something was by the stale sound of the voice.

"This is agent Zuklov for Ehr Financial Security division, i regret to inform you that your son Judin Gustov was killed in a tragic accident aboard the Cruiser Minx. We..."

"wait what??! Is this some kind of joke?"

"No sir, this is not a prank call, I regret to give you this news, insurance information will be sent..."

"I don't give a damn about insurance, where is my son?"

"His body is lost i am afraid"

"How do you lose the body of my son if it was an accident!? Where is my sons body goddamn it."

The voice on the other end of the line paused for a second "We are terribly sorry for your loss, if you have further questions please call our information line at 666 934......"

"No! No you are going to give me answers now you son of a....."

Across the galaxy the parents of fine young servicemen were getting the tragic news. Though they were only getting half of the truth. Every company withholds secret or embarrassing information from even those who lost loved ones.

EFIS runs a division of hundreds of agents that have to call thousands of parents routinely from the loss of Battleships, Cruisers, Frigates and industrical complexes. The business of space combat can be a busy one even after the ship is destroyed.

((more to come))

The Legion of Spoon
Curatores Veritatis Alliance
Posted - 2008.05.13 20:24:00 - [9]


Very good, more more!

Arbelia Amarsa
Duchy of Amarsa
Posted - 2008.05.19 06:15:00 - [10]

Captain of the Cruiser Minx, his story.

I was the Captain of the Cruiser Minx, she was a fine ship. She had a good crew; we lost a hundred and twenty of them in that battle. That is not including the dozens more who were badly injured. There was one other aboard, officially we call them operations directors, and they are otherwise known as pod pilots. I am directed by the company to relinquish control of my ship at his direction. The company uses these specialized pilots for specific operations.

Ninety nine percent of the time on routine operations in space the captain is in control of the ship, just as any other navy ship. However in company directed operations especially in combat, a pod pilot is in control. Do I like it? Not really, no captain wants to lose control of his ship but company orders.

Minx was docked in the Inaro station when I got the call from SOC (systems operations control) back at headquarters. We had a special operation that needed immediate deployment. Only I and the pod pilot knew what the orders were, most of the time missions are top secret. Crew members have no idea where they will be going or exactly how long it will be. Our crews are trained to just do their specific jobs and not ask operational questions. Space operations is nothing like ocean going ships, each has its challenges but the scale of money and tactical importance of space is far greater than that of planet operations.

After we undocked from the station, I ordered the crew to relax and get comfortable and even gave them a good pep talk. The pod pilot took control of the ship and we headed to our destination, one of the moons in the star system.

My job at that point is to just make sure the crew is doing all their jobs as the pod pilot controls the ship. Company rules say the ship needs to operate at 100% efficiency when the pod pilot calls for battle stations. We had about two hours before the sirens went off and all hands went into combat general quarters, the pod pilot had his target and we were ready to fight.

I operate the ship from a forward bridge at the nose of the caracal class cruiser. There are a group of specialized bridge operators that normally control the ship. This time we just observed and kept in close communications with all the ships departments. Some people think you can see your enemy from the windows, not likely. The enemy cruiser was over twenty five kilometers away from us when the pod pilot started firing our heavy missiles. From the bridge we could see the bright flashes and streaks as the missiles launched. Otherwise space is just dark; all you can see are stars, some nebulae, nearby planets and moons that have sunlight reflecting off them, maybe flashes from the enemy?s weapons. Otherwise it is nearly impossible to see even the biggest ships from great distances without lots of light reflecting off of them.

Anyways, the beginning of the battle was the end for this great ship. By twenty minutes the enemy ship closed the distance and was within just a few kilometers. They were using blasters and high speed drones while our missiles continued to pound the enemy hull. Before our computers on the bridge started to go offline from damage to the ship?s hull and systems, indications were the enemies armor was failing. We held out hope a little longer before the pod pilot ordered evacuations into shuttles. Then we knew we had lost.

I was devastated; the ship I had commanded for over two years was an unrecognizable wreck of twisted metal and toxic chemicals floating naked in the unforgiving solar winds. I will never forget all of the missions I commanded with the Cruiser Minx. She was not the most powerful vessel, but she was my vessel, she had great strengths and completed several of combat missions with few casualties.

I didn?t just lose my left arm in that battle, I lost a part of my soul, to most the Minx is just one of thousands of space ships lost every year, and to me it is the only one.

Posted - 2008.05.19 11:44:00 - [11]

I really like these. Couldn't stop reading.

Posted - 2008.05.19 13:10:00 - [12]

Ah I love these kinds of stories. Havn't been able to find much canon on just what the ships are meant to be like (not that I've looked much), but I do like to think about it... I must've killed a whole planets worth of my own crew members by now, the number of ships I've lost to stupid mission running experiments and PVP. Good work :D

Posted - 2008.05.21 07:24:00 - [13]

Edited by: Gasparzinho on 21/05/2008 07:24:51
Cool story.

I think you should be paid by CCP to write stories to the game. Wink

Just my $0.2 cents.

Niko medes
Posted - 2008.05.22 00:15:00 - [14]

great new stories.
cant wait to see more.

Arbelia Amarsa
Duchy of Amarsa
Posted - 2008.05.29 23:38:00 - [15]

Thank you for the positive feedback everyone, i will try to write more soon.

Resource Collection and Management
Tri Sol Syndicate
Posted - 2008.06.02 03:57:00 - [16]

These are awesome.

Aiden Bismuth
Posted - 2008.06.05 06:50:00 - [17]

This is a great story, nice to read about things seen from the other perspective, and not just how it was experienced as the pod pilot.

Looking forward to more stories.


Tarnish Katharr
State Protectorate
Posted - 2008.06.08 01:53:00 - [18]



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