You're where the Wild Things are...

An in-character blog set in the universe of EVE Online. These are the private diary entries of Lady Ekaterina Mariya deSilvestris, a minor Amarrian Noble and Capsuleer. Other existing characters within EVE will be referred to throughout, though any opinions and views expressed are those of this character. These entries may touch on or directly address mature themes such as violence, sexuality, race and ethnicity, and mental health. As noted, any views are those of the character.

Before we begin, I feel it important to say a few words on the subject of mental health. Ekaterina, or Ekat as many call her, is something of a troubled soul. This aspect of her character is a personal choice I have made, for very personal reasons. Although EVE is a game in which the players can immerse themselves to a greater or lesser degree as they wish, mental health is a very real issue for many people. Those two simple words cover a myriad different issues and concerns that affect people directly or indirectly every day all, over the world.

If you find yourself affected by any issues touched upon in these posts, or if you face your own troubles, please know that there are people out there you can turn to; doctors, friends, family - there is ALWAYS someone. If you are an EVE player, then Broadcast 4 Reps chat is available, staffed by wonderfully kind and good-hearted volunteers. If you know of someone who has mental health issues, then please just let them know you are there. It doesn't have to be anything big, just a smile, a cup of tea, a quick phone call about last night's game - just a little thing to show they aren't forgotten.

You Never Fly Alone.
10-12-YC121

My first warzone patrol in quite some time, and a somewhat successful one.  True, a simple escape pod does not, alas, really count as a kill, and unfortunately I was just a moment too slow to destroy the enemy's Burst - the laughably poor Tribal excuse for a Logistics Frigate - yet it was undeniably exhilirating to execute one of them.  I pray that I get further opportunities to inflict Divine Retribution of the Enemies of God.

I was ably assisted by another Crusade member, by the callsign of Vmey or some such.  I assumed that he had the honour of the actual kill of the Tribal vessel, but when I requested sight of the official combat logs, it appears that was not the case.  The pod loss was listed, but not the ship.  I can only assume that the coward self-destructed or perhaps even ejected, as it does not appear on any kill report.  How strange.  I shall look out for him again - I feel rather cheated, and I simply cannot tolerate that!

Yes, it feels right and proper to be here, to be playing my part in the Service of God and The Eternal Empress.
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