“Get down” with the Beta To Blunder regulars in Entry 21!
Sunday, July 27, 2003, 3:18:28 AM (ScreenShot0467)
This was the first big get together that I knew of on Eclipse. If memory serves, it was a Rebel only event, but I could be wrong on that. I got the invite days prior from Alistea, and the invite actually asked that I “dress up for the occasion.” I was looking forward to it for days, as it was a good chance to finally meet some of my contacts face to face. When I arrived from the starport, I had no trouble figuring out which house in this makeshift city was the one I was looking for. It was a “large tatooine” (not many even existed at that time), and lined up outside, were a bunch of pets. I left Homer outside right by the front door, and when I stepped inside, I walked directly into a fully decorated, packed social gathering.
Sunday, July 27, 2003, 3:25:40 AM (ScreenShot0468)
I was instantly greeted by some guy offering me hors d’oeuvres. He told me to make myself at home, but that wasn’t exactly easy considering that my “home” had Marooned Pirates camping my front door. This place was much more welcoming. As I looked around, I saw tons of strangers, but some familiar faces in the mix as well. After a few minutes, the house band and dance crew lined up in front of the Nalargon, and put on a pre-choreographed show.
Considering that I was no stranger to kicking back in most every populated cantina, I recognized some of the musicians and dancers right away. An interesting surprise was Alistea lined up in there as well. Up until now I had only seen her giving half of Dathomir the business end of her FWG5, I didn’t realize she was an accomplished dancer as well. The party went on for a couple hours, and of course there was a lot of “Vro!! Nice to put a face to the /tell’s!!” I wasn’t a celebrity by any means though, there were some people that were getting lots of attention, mostly leaders of the Rebellion and some well known dancers and musicians.
Sunday, July 27, 2003, 5:00:10 AM (ScreenShot0471)
Alistea, myself, and Zox. We cleaned up pretty nice, eh? If Ali was there to network with the Rebellion, and I was there to meet my contacts in person, then Zox was certainly there for the dueling competition that was scheduled later on that night. There was a 100k credit prize, and the cash was packaged with some armor, weapons, etc. Zox was determined to win, and I thought he’d have a decent shot because Rampage and Ciale weren’t available. I didn’t know who the other participants were, there was an elimination tree set up, but still… Zox was impressive in pvp.
Sunday, July 27, 2003, 5:14:19 AM (ScreenShot0473)
As time moved on, everyone was asked to congregate outside. There was a good 75 people in the sand, and another 20 or 30 up on the balcony. The benefactor of the party spent time thanking everyone for making the day such a success, and went on to explain that they planned to make their budding city a staple of the planet, and the galaxy. They also went on to say that this was just one of many parties they planned to host, and hoped to see everyone back for the next one. I have to say, everyone was really receptive, and these guys got a lot of people asking to join their city for sure.
Sunday, July 27, 2003, 5:14:19 AM (ScreenShot0476)
No SWG party is complete without an elaborate firework show, and personally, I was pretty impressed. The sky lit up, and stayed lit up, for almost 30 minutes. Parts of the show were choreographed, and that I found to be the most impressive thing of all. The sky would go black, and then all of a sudden it would light up again, as far as you could see. I had no clue there were this many different type of fireworks even available. These guys certainly did their homework. As awesome as this sight was… the PVPers were getting restless, and the elimination bracket competition was announced a few minutes later.
Sunday, July 27, 2003, 6:40:44 AM (ScreenShot0481)
Right behind the house, there was a ravine carved out in the sand. Soon, all 100+ party members would line the cliff that surrounded it. As the two participants were announced, they would go into the pit together, take a bow, and then wait for the word to start. The rules barred pets from participating, so I knew I was not going to go far into the bracket. My name actually got called out first, and to my surprise, I got a ton of cheers and encouragement from the crowd. I’m not sure what his profession was, but I knew I needed to keep him in my ideal pistol range, so I lined up about 34m and took a knee prior to the start.
When we got the word, the fight began, and it was incredibly one sided. Whatever he first hit me with knocked me right over. When I got up, I had to heal myself, and then before I even got a shot off, I was back down on the floor, and then incapped while laying there. I was pissed, but not as pissed a Zox. He was more determined then ever to win the whole thing after seeing how badly I got abused. He ended up winning his first few matches pretty much in the same fashion as the way I got beat. Then he had to fight the guy who beat me, and after a drawn out fight, Zox beat him as well. Finally, Zox beat the guy who he faced in the “finals,” and won the day. Everyone was cheering for him, including the guy he beat. I was really happy for Zox, but I always wondered if he would’ve won if Rampage was able to make that event.
Sunday, July 27, 2003, 8:22:54 AM (ScreenShot0483)
After feeling kind of low for how badly I got trashed in PVP, I decided to go home, and do what I was good at. I switched to my dark duster outfit, and looking back, maybe that was because I was a little pissed and had some dark intentions. It took a little while, but I finally found a lone Giant Dune Kimogila, just standing near a sulfur pool. This would be my real test. Not only had I never solo’d a Kimo, but GDK’s were notoriously tougher then other Kimos. I called Ballrog and the spiders, and sent them in. Between them, and my increasing pistol skills, the Kimo eventually toppled over. I was so excited, that I took the screenshot before he even crashed to the ground. I had finally done it. After a month living and hunting on Lok, I finally solo’d a GDK. I highly doubt I was the first, but still, it was an accomplishment.
Sunday, July 27, 2003, 11:24:51 AM (ScreenShot0485)
For the rest of the night, I just ran around the planet by myself with Maskscent on. I didn’t grind, I didn’t kill any more Kimos, I just ran. I got close to them, stood right in between some, but didn’t engage. I think after I solo’d the Kimo, I kind of felt “one with Lok,” or something. I really had nothing left to prove to myself. So instead of running around and needlessly slaying everything I could, I did just the opposite. I ran around and observed. At one point, I actually came across two Kimos fighting one another. I had never seen them behave like that before, and oddly enough it had a soothing effect on me. It was like there was a whole world on Lok that I didn’t even know about. An underlying synthesis of creatures that came together in the night to become the breath of the planet itself.