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Tell us about your home planet.

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#41 - 2017-03-20 20:18:59 UTC
Batachikan wrote:
Arrendis wrote:


Since when does Horde have a uniform?


Horde does not, to my knowledge. I am temporarily assigned to this gang of heathens, cut-throats and thieves to carry out an assigned mission and to develop my skills as fleet support.

My Marine uniform may not be worn on this particular mission, but it still constitutes a form of home for me.

I smell a spy....

A little trust goes a long way. The less you use, the further you'll go.

Minmatar Republic
#42 - 2017-03-20 20:24:17 UTC
Aradina Varren wrote:
I'm quickly coming to the conclusion that I had an incredibly boring and unremarkable childhood in an incredibly boring and unremarkable location.

Compared to people that have posted so far anyway.


I would contest that no history is boring. Even in an otherwise unremarkable set of routines you will still find stories of friendships gained and lost, little hidey holes that no one else knows about, that day that you caught your first fish, or that one time that you slept in and got scolded by an adult for being late to whatever.

There's always something interesting about history and there's always a story to tell and someone to hear it :)
Goonswarm Federation
#43 - 2017-03-20 21:02:22 UTC
Victoria Grey wrote:
Aradina Varren wrote:
I'm quickly coming to the conclusion that I had an incredibly boring and unremarkable childhood in an incredibly boring and unremarkable location.

Compared to people that have posted so far anyway.


I would contest that no history is boring. Even in an otherwise unremarkable set of routines you will still find stories of friendships gained and lost, little hidey holes that no one else knows about, that day that you caught your first fish, or that one time that you slept in and got scolded by an adult for being late to whatever.

There's always something interesting about history and there's always a story to tell and someone to hear it :)


This, totally. I mean, think about how a childhood in a rural farming community in temporate, pastoral environs would seem to spacers like me, or even more to folks who had it rougher like Bjorn. For me, what I grew up in was normal. It was, actually, a little boring sometimes, crawling through the same conduits every day, keeping the same machinery running, dealing with the normal reconstituted protein paste and noodles...

Having animals around? Plants? How exotic! Being able to run in any direction until you drop? MADNESS!

What seems normal and boring to you, I promise, is alien and wondrous to others.
#44 - 2017-03-20 21:17:25 UTC
People born on temperate planets seem to take breathable naturally occuring air, and a day/night cycle for granted. It's only because I became a Capsuleer I got to find these things, and they still leave a big impact on me. Personally, I think living on a giant industrial estate was about as boring an upbringing anyone here could have had. I mean, sure, the environment around us was really something, but it's not like we could gawp at it all day or even go explore in it (on account of near-instant death by burning/crushing/suffocation, and being too busy)

Come on, tell me about watching the sun rise with that first love, or how the rivers or lakes nearby were really nice, or how homely your village/town/hab-block was.

"Face the enemy as a solid wall For faith is your armor And through it, the enemy will find no breach Wrap your arms around the enemy For faith is your fire And with it, burn away his evil"

#45 - 2017-03-20 22:28:37 UTC
Utari Onzo wrote:
People born on temperate planets seem to take breathable naturally occuring air, and a day/night cycle for granted.

This was undoubtedly my experience. As a child, the adjustment to cramped station environs pressurized with canned nitrox was not without its troubles.

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#46 - 2017-03-20 22:42:00 UTC
I grew up on a fairly standard station in Caldari space, I traveled a lot due to my parents work, but I think the most I was ever away was six months, so I'd probably consider it my home despite constantly leaving.

My bed was probably the closest thing to a hidey hole I had, since the stations plans were likely extensive. It was built into the wall, so I'd hang blankets over the opening, I've always liked that style of bed. People complain that it's claustrophobic but I find it comforting.

I passed the time with stargazing, fighting(of the approved, controlled kind), reading.. Sometimes I'd talk with people passing through about where ever they'd come from and on-board what. And schooling, of course. Which I mostly enjoyed.

The first time I went to a planet was when I was around 17, it was a tundra world. I'd go out to this place not far from where we were staying(It was a little cabin built on a treeline. fairly remote) and lay down and just look at the stars. Stargazing is different on a planet. I nearly froze to death because apparently planets have weather? Who would have thought. Not me, clearly.

Not really sure what else to talk about that's related to where I grew up.

For me now, home is where my ships are. I like wormholes because of how much they let me see. You can look through a wormhole and see the stars for a completely different region, someone else's sky.

Not sure where I was going with that so I'll stop before it gets too overly dramatic and pseudo-deep.

Feels Pretty Soft to Me.

Gallente Federation
#47 - 2017-03-21 03:36:05 UTC  |  Edited by: Elmund Egivand
Born aboard a Fenrir, which was then on fire and leaking atmosphere about a week after I was all wrapped up in a bundle. So that doesn't count as my home.

Instead, I was raised on Skarkon II. Not in the major population centres, thankfully. Instead, I was raised on the regolith regions, so it's not that much better either.

What you wish to know about my home you can probably find on the Galnet. That Skarkon Incident of YC110 generated alot of publicity, and not the sort the late Karin Midular appreciated either.

A Minmatar warship is like a rusting Beetle with 500 horsepower Cardillac engines in the rear, armour plating bolted to chassis and a M2 Browning stuck on top.

#48 - 2017-03-21 05:27:12 UTC  |  Edited by: Korsavius
Like Pieter, I hail from the relatively quiet and tranquil majority SuVee-owned system of Abagawa. Unlike Pieter, however, I was born on the only temperate planet of the system - affectionately known as Satama by inhabitants and frequenters of the constellation. To spare certain details, and a long story, I was born in the Icousa Sector. I grew up my early life as a SuVee citizen living in New Icousa, the largest city on the planet. I lived near the foothills of gentle mountains which wrapped around the city's southwest, though, so I often enjoyed a nice view of the metropolitan area a distance off. The weather was mild, and enjoyable. A pretty good contrast to the equatorial regions and cities like Pokitaro.

Satama is something that means "haven" for many of her residents. And by all means Satama is the jewel of Abagawa. A temperate planet rich in biodiversity and generally warm or comfortable weather. The equatorial regions are home to tropical paradises, or deserts. There are no strict ice caps, per se, but the polar regions do see colder weather and snow layers which cap the mountains. In general though, if you're on Satama you can expect to experience somewhere in the range of dry, hot deserts to comfortable temperate to warm, sunny tropics.

There is quite a bit of history behind Satama's settlement and colonization by Sukuuvestaa and Hyasyoda, but I'll leave that for you to simple search up via GalNet. Long story short though, the two megas get along pretty well now, and each of their sectors compliment one another. SuVee sectors are more numerous, but generally lower in population due to a huge focus on automated agriculture. Hyasyoda sectors are fewer in numbers, but generally have higher population densities and tend to focus more on industry, mining, and manufacturing. Of note is the fact that Satama provides a sizable chunk of food for the Caldari State - in particular the region of The Forge. Huge agricultural and farming operations take place on the planet, which is the reason for the rather low population density.

One of my favorite hobbies was going out for long rides on my hoverbike through the more rural, untouched areas of Satama. How I relish those long rides in peaceful harmony with Satama.

I could keep going on and on, but I'll leave curious minds to just find out more information on their own. Or better yet, take a visit to Satama yourself.

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#49 - 2017-03-21 18:31:21 UTC
I was born and raised on the second planet of the Vey system, and lived there until I was around 25. The locals know it as Maatrukaanan, "the forest that gives birth to the world". As you can guess, there are a lot of trees. The planet's surface is mostly land with some seas and lakes, though nothing on the scale of the oceans I've seen on other planets, and the land is almost entirely covered in forests.

Life on Maatrukaanan is tied to the forests. The trees provide for us, offering a bounty of nuts and fruit, medicinal plants and mosses, shelter for a variety of game animals and birds. They also provide our main exports: lumber for contruction and wooden crafts and finished good. In terms of fauna Maatrukaanan may not be as biodiverse as the jungles of Intaki Prime but there are some unique species such as the shadow fox, a small black mammal that is a master of stealth. You will never see one unless it wants to be seen, they served as an inspiration to me during my wormhole hunting days.

When it comes to plant life however there is incredible diversity, from the boreal forests in the polar regions to the temperate regions filled with deciduous and coniferous forests to the rainforests near the equator and cloud forests that crest the Shilankbaka mountain range. Trees range from small shrubby things to massive firs the size of office towers. To anyone that has not experienced a planetside forest it is hard to describe. The freshness of the air, the scent of tree sap on the wind, the sound of the rustling the leaves and the sheer peacefulness that finds one amidst these silent giants. I've seen some stations that try to recreate the experience but in my opinion they don't come close.

What makes Maatrukaanan remarkable though is it's government, I have not seen it's like anywhere else in the cluster.

Maatrukaanan was the first planet colonized by the Intaki a mere 95 years after first contact with the Gallente, so these settlers were only a few generations removed from their ancestors who relied on wind to power sailing ships and had not yet discovered electricity. The first year was very harsh as the settlers had no prior experience of winter (on Intaki Prime it's joked that there are two seasons: hot and wet). It's get pretty cold on Maatrukaanen (though maybe not by some people's standards having read this thread), and many settlers being woefully unprepared died that first year, and many more returned to Intaki prime, including the leaders of the expedition. What was left were a few hearty settlers and people with nothing to go back to on Intaki.

Those who remained made the remarkable decision to not elect any leaders whatsoever and instead to rely on a communal framework (known as the parivaar system, parivaar being the Vinan k'Intaki word for a family unit) where each individual contributes to the good of his or her community. "From each according to his ability, to each according to his need" is a slogan that those early settlers came up with and by which the people of Maatrukaanan still live.

Another unique thing about Maatrukaanan is that there is no planetary currency whatsoever, nor is there any concept of private property. ISK is used to trade with off-worlders but any profits made through trade are kept in a communal account and any spending must be approved collectively by members of the parivaar.

It is a nice place to grow up, the forests take care of the people and the people take care of the forest and everyone takes care of each other. The forests are considered sacred by our people and as such all logging and forestry is carried out sustainably. The forests are so abundant that there is also minimal land cleared for agriculture.

Most of my youth was lived in a contented bubble on that planet, and it was easy to ignore the chaos in the rest of the cluster. That is until the days of the blind auction when the Caldari took the Virette constellation. Vey was auctioned off to Hyasyoda and being naive and not understanding the concept of private ownership (how can someone claim to own a planet?) we invited Hyasyoda to form a parivaar and we celebrated their arrival. Before we knew it hundred of acres of our sacred forest had been stripped and shipped back the the Forge.

That event was a spark that lit in me a desire to understand more about the people who lived elsewhere in the cluster. What did they believe and why? How could they have such different worldviews? I went on the University and studied sociology and the history of the peoples of New Eden. It was not enough though, I wanted to go out and experience it all for myself, so here I am. For my brother Hadeth it was a call to connect even more closely with our home planet. He is now a forestry technician working to help our forests recover from Hyasyoda's plundering.

I was back home fairly recently to celebrate Yoiul with my Parivaar. It was nice to see the trees all adorned with snow again.
Ishuk-Raata Enforcement Directive
#50 - 2017-03-23 03:24:33 UTC
My grandfather had a boat.

Not a small fishing vessel or one of the large flat-bottomed ferries but a sleek, deadly, hunting vessel like my people used to use. It had been centuries since we took our ships out to search for the slow, coast hugging merchantmen that had been our prey. Of course it was not authentic, however, while building it, he and my father had made sure to contract with what few artists and builders still used authentic materials. He would take it out once a year, always alone, once around the bay and back.

He never had much time for me, he was a traditionalist, and unlike my sisters, I was less than well behaved. He took care of us because we were his son's children, but anything more than that was beyond him. The presence of us and our mother was a constant reminder of his loss, all he had left was the boat and his memories.

One day I came home from school with a black eye, a bust lip, and two fingers in splints. It was early and only Grandpa was there. He looked at me for a long moment with a weary expression before asking me what happened. One of the other girls from an old family was talking to her friends about leaving the prefecture. It should be understood I was less than popular at this school. Having the misfortune to walk past right at this moment I swiftly became the butt of their jokes about our backwater city. Words got said, and at some point she decided to say something insulting about my father. What it was never really entered my head. I hit her so hard I broke two of my fingers, along with her jaw.

When I told him this there was a long pause. Then, finally, he nodded. That afternoon he took me out on the boat with him. We half rigged the sails and went out, not around the bay like he always did but out to the islands. An hours careful maneuvering brought us through the channels and to the open ocean beyond. I stood at the prow and stared out at the sea. In the far distance the clouds were gathering, a storm inbound to break upon the chain of islands that had protected us for all those years. I stood tall and felt the warm wind, the sea spray. Heard the call of the birds, the slap of the waves against the hull. I looked at my grandfather at the rudder, and he looked back at me. He smiled.

Many years later I came back with the rest of the Gold Generation. We came with money and promises and the Chuku Dansei followed us to the stars. While Souchek was giving his great address to the town I walked down to the beach. There was the boat, up on chocks and a little worse for wear, but still beautiful, still deadly. The small house we lived in sitting next to it.

I burned them both.
#51 - 2017-03-23 05:37:08 UTC
Intaki home world is lots of jungle.
And when you find a clearing, it's just a little less jungle, but still a lot of jungle.

Bring back DEEEEP Space!

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