This is my story... A true story that took place not to long ago in a rather quiet part of space.
Around me there were hundreds of solar systems. Each one of them had a central star with planets orbiting it and most of the planets had moons spinning around them. And inside the moons, buried deep down, there were valuable minerals!
All I needed was a Starbase with a Moon Harvesting Array and all the wealth of space would be pouring down on me. With little to no effort.
The New Eden Encyclopedias provided a lot of useful information. I set up a plan of action. I had to be able to deploy my Starbase. Fuel it. Baby-sit it. Defend it. Repair it. In 2-3 weeks I was ready.
I started looking for those wealthy moons. Flying from one to another. Once I had found an empty one, I launched a Survey Probe. Waited for the result. And started all over again. Took a while. It had to be unoccupied. It had to have valuable moon minerals. It had to be in a low security space. It had to be in a quiet part of the space. With little to no pirate activity.
In a couple of weeks I have found it. Moon 6 of planet 4 in a system called Ruerrotta. I went to the nearest trading hub and spend almost all my hard earned wealth to buy a Starbase, modules and fuel for it. A whooping 200000 cubic meters! It will be a pain carrying all those out there. But I did it. I also got a few ships to help me defend it and repair it.
I was ready! I warped to the moon and launched the Starbase… Or at least I tried. I failed! Back to drawing board. I was in need of owning my own corporation. A new skillset was needed. But in a few minutes ‘The contentious comfort’ was born!
The Starbase was launched. 30 long minutes of anchoring. Another good chunk of minutes to online it. Finally! The shield protecting the starbase was up! I anchored and put online the Moon Harvesting Array and the Silo. One hour afterwards I had my first batch of 100 Titanium!
The whole world was mine. I was gonna be rich. Rich as no even the richest of the old Kings would ever dream to be.
In a few hours, after the Starbase was prepared, I went to scout the nearby systems and try to get in touch with locals. There were a few. They greet me with laser fire and my new shiny Augoror especially fit for mining was soon a pile of torsioned metal scraps.
“Why?” I asked them.
“Because we own this space. We control it. And you have to pay to be here.” they replied.
“No way. I won’t pay any form of ‘protection fee’” I fought back. I went back to my Starbase and call it the night.
Next day, I was in for a big surprise. All the equipment that was anchored and onlined outside the shield of my Starbase was incapacitated. Luckily I had a ship prepared. 2 days I repaired my equipment. 2 long, excruciating days. I lost my Augoror again while working on my Starbase equipment. They were taking turns at destroying my vessel from far away of my Starbase reach. But I finished the job. Just as I finished, they incapacitated them again. And again.
I was about to loose hope. I was about to pack my Starbase and leave. I tried one more time. I've anchored a fresh set of weapons. This time it took them less than 10 minutes to show on field. But something changed. They were so confident that they lost a vessel! But more important is that that Battlecruiser class vessel was piloted by pirate leader himself. Takezo Kensei. I felt immortal again.
And then it happened. In less than one hour, 6 Megathron class vessels were near my Starbase. They made short work of my newly installed weapons.
“Why?” I almost cried in local.
“Me personally, I didn't give a f**k about your POS, other people wanted it down. I couldn't be arsed to give a f**k. But you turned into this faggot whining little bitch in record time - I'm just gonna take it down to prove a point.” replied Takezo Kensei.
They were enraged and the level of testosterone was high. I was watching my Starbase surrounded by incapacitated modules and was foreseeing it exploding in a huge flash. It was bound to happen.
Shortly after they number dubled. Then tripled. The local was red. Red of enemies and red of my spilled blood. I was cornered. I was alone.
I’ve noticed 7 massive vessel signatures on my ship scanner. 7 capitals were in warp towards my doomed Starbase. They landed 10km away of the shield. They all spread out and aligned towards my Starbase. They bounced on the shields and stopped.
They sieged.
I then lit my cyno.
P.S. “The contentious comfort” is an anagram of “The Count of Monte Cristo”. And yes, I do had a personal interested in seeing their dreads down.
