Yes, this is tongue in cheek for starters and must be ENTIRELY contained within the ‘Eve’rverse for answers!! Do not cross into real life!! Play nice or Ill get it closed myself!
Do you pray to “Bob”?
Do you pray to the Flying Spaghetti Monster?
Do you pray this Caldari prayer?
Our missiles, who art in
launchers
Hallowed be thy payload
Thy warhead come
Our enemies be done
In low sec
As it is in Empire
Give us this day
Our daily isk
And forgive us our WCS’s
But we won’t forgive those that
use them against us
And lead us not into bubbles,
But deliver us from scramblers
For thine is the thermal,
The explosive,
And the kinetic
EM
Do you pray to the Amarrian, Hoity-toity, gods?
Do you revel in the ancestral worship of the Minmatar?
Maybe you worship Fedos?
Or almighty “ISK” that jingles like gold in your wallet?
Do you worship death in glorious battle and hold that as your highest achievement?
Would you have faith in your “blasters” at your side?
Who would you, as an eternal capsuleer, worship? Or is spaceships and endless, unforgiving, black space… faithless?
I’m Gallente, so I generally try to keep up with the most fashionable religions. Right now I’m a dunakite, we practice a form of yoga inspired by the dance from the holo classic ”le fromager qui en savait trop” in order to attain enlightenment and oneness with the universe and stuff.
The Ghost Wind of the Black Desert is often the subject of whispered prayers among my crews. Not a deity but an elemental force that exerts pressure upon the living in the realm of death. There is no persona, it cannot reward faith. Learning its patterns, anticipating its caprices, and sometimes a little prayer; that can mean the difference between reaching the docking perimeter and being freeze-dried amidst the wreckage.
Nobody. Final step to becoming a capsuleer is to die and have the brain copied into an android clone.
I didn’t know very much about this until a buddy of mine made fun of me for not knowing the lore of the game I have played for these years. Now I’m on a reading spree!
No one. I believe in no gods. We are clones. Our memories and influence lives on while we are all long dead. There is no god behind any of that. Everything we have is because of our own hard work. We gave our blood sweat and mortality to attain everything we have.
We’re not androids, we’re clones. Not exactly normal humans, we have a tonne of implants and some structural modifications to accommodate the capsule neural interface and sharpen our intellect, but we are very much flesh and blood.
Of course with recent advances in virtualities, there’s really no reason we still need to have bodies. I don’t see why we couldn’t just as well replace the capsule with whatever virtuality system is being used by for example the Deathless to house the SCARAB clone operator infomorphs, and lead a fully digital existence.
That is my mistake then. I have not really delved into the lore very much and am reading a lot about it the last few days. I have yet to touch on the pirate systems behind jovian gates!
This is the first I have heard of the deathless so I did a little bit of reading and I am excited!
Interesting take, what happens if the cheese goes bad?
