April 2008 - Posts

Eve Online - Am I Getting My Wish?

Like a good (occasional) PvP gang leader searching for an edge, I ordered the Eve Maps product a couple of weeks ago.  Upon enquiring as to why I had had no delivery, I received an email, part of which said:

"..due to the release of The Empyrean Age expansion in a few months, there will be new content added to the game, and we want to ensure the first edition of EVE Maps will be as up to date as possible. The delay will be no more than two to three weeks. CCP has released the data for this new content to us, and we are frantically updating to ensure you are ahead of the game."

Will this new content be new regions?  A radical new game mechanic that makes a noticeable difference to the maps (possibly involving some version of the touted change to asteroid belts spawning and despawning rather than being in static locations)?  Or just a rebalancing aimed at reducing lag, with further shuffling-about of belts, agents or stations?

With the titular reference to the Empyrean Age - an upcoming expansion whose theme may be factional warfare - my guess is that it will be a combination of the asteroid change with enhanced factional sovereignty attributes.  The expansion is tied in with a book of the same title, by Tony Gonzales.  Given the average quality of MMO tie-in product, I shudder to think.

Edit: On the upside there will, indeed, be new regions.  On the downside they will not be 0.0 space.  This can be gleaned from the CCP responses to Mynas Atoch's thread here.  If this ties in with loooong-promised alterations to lowsec to provide a point in going there then this will be some compensation.  Otherwise, it will do little to solve the over-crowding issues of 0.0, since almost nobody goes to lowsec or the majority of highsec systems anyway, except when travelling elsewhere.

Also noticeable in that thread is the extent to which Bob and their alts use an atack strategy try to divert attention from yet another example of special treatment (sensitive here since Bob moved to their current home region, Delve, a short time before it became public knowledge that the region was to be substantially improved, but after senior Bob members had been informed of the changes).

 

Eve Online - Go West, Young Man!

Like most people with an interest in MMOs - as well as a great many who would deny having any such hobby - I played World of Warcraft for a time.  Recently, three workmates started playing and I was invited to join them but, despite getting as far as downloading the client, I was unable to make myself resubscribe.  This is not due to having played WoW for years - in fact I only played for a few months - nor to having reached the level cap or otherwise "beaten the game".  The failure of the game really to captivate me stemmed from a lack of innovation from Blizzard combined with over-analysis on my part (as a programmer - especially one who has created his own (cack-handed, awful) multiplayer world - I spoil the fun for myself by constantly looking behind the curtain).

I never got higher than level 45 or so, although I did that several times, and Blizzard's servers are positively clogged up with the dozens of characters of level 17 or 22 or so that I would roll up and abandon.  Some were to try out different classes or races, while others were to indulge my real enjoyment: frontier worlds in MMOs.  I've always been a sucker for the under-populated server, whether that be in WoW, Star Wars Galaxies (Lowca represent!) or Ultima Online shards.  Thus, many times that a new server opened up I would start up yet another character with whom I could watch the nascent power-groups coalesce, develop and bump up aganist each other.  But eventually the world would become static but for the odd bit of internal drama splitting up raiding guilds and, like Dr Stockmann, I would leave the crowd behind and move on.

Given this butterfly's attention spane, it is perhaps a little strange that I have played Eve Online for over two years now.  It certainly suggests that the single-server model CCP has adopted (excepting China), where every player shares the same virtual universe as every other, has succeeded in generating sufficiently involving storylines as to provoke a greater commitment to my character than in any other game so far.

Does my love of the fresh server-state and the new character contain within itself the reasons why I always move on from both the character and, ultimately, the game?  By forcing me not to play my game, have CCP kept me playing theirs?

Perhaps.  But I still long for the fresh Eve server.  With two 30-million skill point characters I am far better off than most current players (remember that in Eve, skills are trained pretty much constantly, regardless of whether one is online or even, up to a point, subscribed).  I am not greatly constrained in my choices as to what I can do with my characters by their skill levels.  And Eve itself is designed well enough that a new character really can be useful.  But the current Eve universe, with the exception of the Drone Regions added a couple of years ago, is basically the same as the one occupied by a few thousand players at launch.

There is no frontier to be found any more.  Roaming PvP requires either large gangs or ridiculous, game-breaking "nano" ships which can travel at stupid speeds to avoid unwelcome combats, because the high population densities of most 0.0 space mean that a small group or soloist in a slower ship will be dealt with within a few jumps of entering hostile space: and I speak as a member of Goonfleet, with the largest amount of empty space available to me of any alliance, courtesy of places like Detorid (and yes, I can fly vagabonds and other nano ships!)  Key systems like Jita or Motsu have become clogged, while fleet battles have become ridiculous 1000+ person lagfests that are beyond CCP's Python architecture to deal with.

Eve has become late-15th Century Spain or Dark Age Norway, with large numbers of aggressive individuals packed into a space they have outgrown.  But, while the younger son could, in those times and places, have simply jumped on a ship and gone to carve out a space for himself to the west, that option is not available to the younger player in Eve.  As well as Goonfleet, I sometimes hang out with the guys from the F13 messageboards in Eve.  There are 60 or 70 of us playing regularly, mainly oriented towards PvP, but there is no way at all that we could carve out our own space in 0.0.  The domination by existing power structures is too entrenched.  Take a look at the latest automated Eve influence map to see how massive power-blocs of thousands of players dominate the game.  Or for a tabular view, consider this table at Eve Maps, which shows that only one in six alliances holds any space of their own, and only two alliances of less than 100 members.  That chart doesn't show the hundreds of systems deep enough in major alliance space to not be held for sovereignty purposes: the real picture is that the top ten dominate the vast majority of the game's space, and that most of the smaller holders exist only as pets or renters of those big powers.  There is nowhere far enough away from the superpowers for smaller alliances to carve out their own space.

Two things need to change.  CCP needs to "free up" more space for settlement: not an increase on the order of the 250% or so needed to return population densities to where they were when I started playing (some population pressures are good for provoking war and drama), but a very substantial amount, much of it low quality (a la Providence).  Low quality space would at least have some chance of avoiding the attention of the big players.  It should be hard to get to from the existing, high-quality space: perhaps reachable through lowsec but not directly linked to current 0.0 space.

The second change that is required concerns sovereignty mechanisms.  The need for a fleet of 200 remote-repping battleships engendered by current game mechanics (specifically by pimped-out faction cyno-jammer towers) in order to take space has to go.  The marginal utility of blobbing with extra players has to be curbed in order to provoke the creation of greater numbers of moderate-sized powerblocs.  At the moment that utility is limited by lag, and the side to git thar fust with the most men always wins that fight.

My New Moneymaker

I have had harsh things to say about L. Ron Hubbard in the past, but I was perhaps too quick to judge.  So what if he made up a bunch of dreadful space opera sci-fi, slapped the title "religion" on it, and profited from the gullibility and desperation of society's less bright individuals?  He was a canny businessman, and that appeals to the thrifty Scot in me.

However, Scientology has always had a limited appeal in Scotland, perhaps because our smaller population must by necessity have a smaller pool of people with IQs below 70 for them to draw upon.  But my own feeling is that the American-style, new-age language used by the Scientology movement sits ill with the dour Scot on the number thirty-one omnibus.  What is needed, therefore, is localisation.

I am aware that the Church of Scientology is fiercely protective of their name and materials: any money-driven organisation needs to protect their IP, no matter how pernicious or fictitious that is.

It is therefore with great pride and a hungry desire for profits that I announce the foundation of the "Kirk of Physicsology".  Our uniquely Scottish approach promises you that you can become a super-powered Operating McThetan, but that you probably won't because you don't deserve it.

We will teach that originally everyone had the awesome mental abilities that we offer, but that Margaret Thatcher had them shut down in the 80s.  And that they were invented by a Scot, just like steam engines, televisions and dragons, but that the bastarding English went and stole them from us.

Our auditing procedure for assessing the readiness to ascend to new levels will consist of aggressive demands as to "why you think you're so bloody special?  What makes you better than anyone else?" with assessments reading "Honestly, who does she think she is, anyway?  Ah kent hur faither."

Eventually, neophytes will be told that they are cleared, and that they now have powers equivalent even to Tam "Wee Man" Cruise.  However, they will be warned immediately that should they use them then they'll doubtless pay for it later.

Like the scientologists, the Kirk of Physicsology hopes to make some high-profile recruitments in media and films.  I can reveal that we are in talks with the Krankies, and that we have high hopes to snag one of the Jimmy Shand ensemble in the near future.  On the promise of influence in the industry and easy access to funding for bad films, the entire cast of Take the High Road signed up some time ago.

Shame on Brown and on England

Those who know me are aware that my views are hardly those of a right-on, Guardian-reading liberal.

However, to turn on the television today and see Gordon Brown whoring out the city of London to the single most murderous regime in the world today - China - in order to run propaganda for their brutal state and its oppression of Tibet live on rolling BBC news was sickening.

I knew Dr Brown, the father of our current Prime Minister.  He was a quiet, caring and principled minister in the Church of Scotland.  And while I am sure that he would be tremendously proud of his son's achievements, I wonder just what he would have thought of Brown's decision to give his stamp of approval, grinning on the steps of Downing Street, to an oppressive state run by geriatric killers and corrupt military-industrial concerns.  A decision informed not by principle but by import-export agreements, political prestige and by mutual back-scratching over London's 2012 chance to feed at the same trough.

And useful idiot after useful idiot is wheeled out to stand against a background of dancing morons in fancy dress to proclaim that "politics shouldn't interfere with the Olympics."  No politics, please... while Prime Ministers and ambassadors for murderers bare their teeth in ugly smiles for the cameras.  And a team of tracksuited Chinese Ministry for State Security  thugs are allowed to parade throught the heart of our capital, while their colleagues round up monks and peasants in a small, faraway country of which, it seems, Brown knows little.  And cares less.  While the BBC - the BBC - tightens the focus of its cameras each time crowds of protestors would otherwise be in shot on this jolly tour of old London town.

Never forget that the Chinese communist party has killed tens of millions of its own citizens since taking power.  Hitler was a lightweight pretender next to the Communist Party of China.  Even the Holocaust pales compared to what Mao and his successors have done.  Does that seem like hyperbole to you?  Then your historical knowledge is lacking.  Does it seem tangential?  Then you must love sports a very great deal to wish to banish all thought of how they are being used.

And how fitting, therefore, that the "eternal Olympic flame", like the tradition of the relay of the Olympic torch, was invented not by Greeks but by Hitler's National Socialists.

I'm a Scot, and one of my countrymen once spoke about far away trouble, using China as an example.  Read what economist Adam Smith said, and each time he speaks about an earthquake in China, think instead of state-run murder in Tibet.  And each time he talks of losing a finger, think of Brown worrying about his precious 2012 Olympics:

Let us suppose that the great empire of China, with all its myriads of inhabitants, was suddenly swallowed up by an earthquake, and let us consider how a man of humanity in Europe, who had no sort of connexion with that part of the world, would be affected upon receiving intelligence of this dreadful calamity. He would, I imagine, first of all, express very strongly his sorrow for the misfortune of that unhappy people, he would make many melancholy reflections upon the precariousness of human life, and the vanity of all the labours of man, which could thus be annihilated in a moment. He would too, perhaps, if he was a man of speculation, enter into many reasonings concerning the effects which this disaster might produce upon the commerce of Europe, and the trade and business of the world in general. And when all this fine philosophy was over, when all these humane sentiments had been once fairly expressed, he would pursue his business or his pleasure, take his repose or his diversion, with the same ease and tranquillity, as if no such accident had happened. The most frivolous disaster which could befal himself would occasion a more real disturbance. If he was to lose his little finger to-morrow, he would not sleep to-night; but, provided he never saw them, he will snore with the most profound security over the ruin of a hundred millions of his brethren, and the destruction of that immense multitude seems plainly an object less interesting to him, than this paltry misfortune of his own.

Playing with music - Bach, Tool and more

I listen to a lot of music, by a lot of bands.  Every now and then, every few years, a song truly strikes me, to the extent that I (with my butterfly's attention span) can listen to it dozens of times in a week, finding new twists, harmonies, intricacies of rhythm and nuances of lyric.  It's quite a 17-year-old thing to do, I suppose, but one I am glad not to have grown out of in the decades that have followed.  I think that the songs that have attracted me like this down throug the years tend towards several features: playfulness, complexity and length (never mind the quality, feel the width!)  They tend to be in minor keys, often with either a drone (it's the influence of the bagpipes, I tell you), repeated figures, or a middle-eastern feeling.

I suppose the first one I can remember was when I was 10 or 11, and was Bach's Toccata and Fugue in D Minor.  Not a bad place to start, I'd say.  And yet this apparently complex piece is (while technically gruelling to play and often astonishingly modern in its use of chords and shapes bordering on atonalism) strikingly simple to understand, even if you know nothing much about music and can't read a jot of notation.

One fun way to see the trickery and complexity of this piece, without needing to read music, is to look at this version of it.  Here, you can see a visualisation of each note, of the figures and patterns Bach uses, and spot where they reappear, transposed or reversed.  You can see the shapes of the music, especially in the fugue section.  It starts at around 2:50, and then you immediately see the same figure (series or pattern of notes) repeated with the right hand (the top rows, in brown) seconds later.  Then again at 3:13 in purple, and again and again throughout.  Look at 3:46, where the bottom pattern (played with the feet, here) lies under a variation on the same shapes being played simultaneously with the right hand (at the top).

See how striking the patterns are when displayed in visual form: the human eye can see the curves, twists and sinusoidal patterns of the sounds, and understand them better: look at the flowing falls in the notes at 4:06, or the transpositions of the regular rise and fall at 4:22.  And if you ever wanted to understand suspended notes (where a chord sounds like a dischord - jarring and incomplete, then resolves itself into something complete and pleasing) then go to 8:07 and watch the slowly resolving series of chords.

The same formalism and mathematical playfulness of the music that attracted modernists like Berg to Bach also make it easier to see just what he is up to in this format.

Anyway, more to come.  I don't want to make this too terrifying a wall of :words:  Next up, Tool's 10,000 Days (Wings for Marie Pt2) and A Perfect Circle's Judith.  Can you possibly wait?