Valentia Valens
Gallente
Federal Navy Academy
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Posted - 2009.11.03 15:52:00 -
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Define PvP - do you mean combat or anything dealing with other players in a competition of skills and resources?
I take it why has someone or more that some other one destroyed your pride and joy - it's EVE, this is normal, I would suggest you harden your heart and swallow you pride, as Pat Benetar used to sing... cause nothing is EVE is Invincible... unlike her other song... hehe...
Anyway, people like to try to kill other people in games as for the same reason they try in real life, the consequences are just not real in non-real events, and the reason is many... I would say, some people like guns, and like to see explosions, and it's a space game with good graphics and lots of guns and things tend to explode often enough... so it's a natural part of the game.
Now, someone might add that PvP for you might simply be avoidance of being a target and then a pod and perhaps a vat-kabob on a stick... that is PvP also, you use the skill to evade and they try to kill you at ever turn, it can be a tad annoying when you are attempting to do other things, like chat, mine or whatever... and people simple start to drill you full of holes. You have sympathy, I would suggest you look at the ways people can kill you and then develope plans and means to avoid said fate - NPC corp avoides WC's, etc.
But it's EVE and an MMO - so get used to it, KMs are not fatal, you are immortal, get your vat on and kill some stuff!
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Valentia Valens
Gallente
Federal Navy Academy
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Posted - 2009.11.03 21:09:00 -
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Actually I think I would PvP for the sheer aspect of getting a killmail and for the sheer control fact that my otherwise shattered real life leave me devoid of any feeling towards my fellow man except raw hatred and carnal rage which must be vented in the form of PvP-Trading and part-time High-Sec PvP Mining... Oh, the rush!!!
You will never know the feeling such a pure kill in either zone brings to a person of my humble stature as I see affirmation from a dysfunctional father figure and a over-protective mother figure, and my rejection of my own since of self-loathing, my service in the great war and my seeking to explore my creative talents only to meet in failure and poverty... oh the agony... oh... wait... that was ******, um... *uncomfortable moment of silence*... I do it because the devil makes me *runs away and hides*.
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