Blood Raider Cupcakes

With brain frosting!!!

It’s been said that the blood of your enemies is like a sweet wine. I say why stop there? Why not bake those pirate scum themselves into something delicious?

Ah, the joys of being a Brutor. Happy Valentine’s!

Blood Raider Cupcakes

INGREDIENTS:

  • 300g (2 cups) self-raising flour
  • 2/3 cup caster sugar
  • 80ml (1/3 cup) vegetable oil
  • 1 large egg
  • 175ml/6 fl oz buttermilk
  • 1 tsp vanilla extract
  • 8 teaspoons good quality strawberry jam mixed with some red food colouring to make it as bloody looking as possible.

METHOD:

  1. Preheat oven to 180 C and line a cupcake tray.
  2. Sift the flour into a medium bowl, then add a pinch of salt and the caster sugar.
  3. In a jug, combine the vegetable oil, egg, buttermilk and vanilla extract.
  4. Add to the dry mixture and stir to only just combine. It will be thick and fluffy.
  5. Place 1/2 tablespoonful of the mixture in each muffin hole and make an indent in the center.
  6. Fill each indent with a heaped tablespoon of the strawberry jam.
  7. Cover the jam with the remaining cupcake batter.
  8. Bake for 20 minutes or until a skewer inserted comes out clean.
  9. Remove from oven and set aside to cool slightly.

Brain Buttercream

INGREDIENTS:

  • 250 grams softened butter
  • 4 cups icing sugar
  • 2 tablespoons milk
  • red and brown/black food colouring

METHOD:

  1. Beat butter in a small bowl with electric mixer until light and fluffy.
  2. Beat in sifted icing sugar and milk in two batches until fluffy.
  3. Add in a couple of drops of red and brown/black food colouring until a grey pink shade is reached.

TO DECORATE:

  1. Fit a piping bag with a plain 8mm nozzle and fill bag with brain shaded buttercream.
  2. Visually divide the cupcake in two to represent each hemisphere of the brain and pipe squiggly lines on top. You can’t really go wrong as the brain matter squiggles go in all sorts of directions.
  3. Fill any gaps with a dot of buttercream.

* Thanks to Not Quite Nigella for the recipe

[OOC]Facebook Group

Apparently my blog entry on post Dominion Firetail fittings was linked to the Facebook Eve Online group. That day my little blog generated 16000+ visits, which is astounding to me.

Also to take into consideration for the EVE Blog Pack members is that Capsuleer currently provides no mechanism for tracking hits to your blog. With over 36,0000 Capsuleer users, I’m confident we’re all seeing higher numbers, as we’re constantly receiving compliments on the Blog Pack over at our CAPSULEER FORUMS.

So whoever linked me, thanks. Do it again. As often as possible.

Lament

I haven’t slept in so many days I have lost track of counting. Counting on my fingers, my toes, too many numbers, not enough toes. My toes need a manicure; I haven’t pampered myself in so long. I cringe at the thought of a young Brutor slave boy massaging my feet, compelling him to massage further, to touch me. Don’t touch me! I recoil at the thought of myself being touched, touching others. There are so many others to touch; so many others being touched, being affected.

I am affected deeply. Deeply touched.

So deep are my concerns that I have to act; act like nothing is wrong; act on the guilt that overwhelms me, threatening to destroy my soul. It is overwhelming. My soul needs rest. No rest for the wicked.

We are all wicked. Wicked actions, actions justified as righteous, righteousness defines our culture; culture defines our wickedness.

We are holy. We are Amarr.

Amarr enforcing our views of God on others. God never enforced his views on us. God is dead. Death would be welcome save for having to face dead God and explain myself.

Where did we go wrong? Wrong is an understatement that makes me laugh nervously. Nervously, I conceal my laughter lest anyone else should see. I see it all now. I see the infinitely headed snake that has become our people. Our people are afraid and ignorant. Our people are powerful. Afraid of losing power is what drives the Empress. The Empress is the figurehead of the snake of the power of the fearful of dead God.

I’m still thinking of the young Brutor slave boy. Boy I’m tired. Tired of not doing what I know is right, what is truly righteous; only then will I know my soul’s freedom. Freedom for Matari is the only way. Way too costly to myself to be exposed.

I will expose it all. All need to be humbled. Humility is in my possession. Am I possessed? Obsessed? Obsession explains faith in dead God. Obsession with power over others brings blissful blindness to powerless of self. I’m so lost. I’m profound.

I’ve found the way to true enlightenment. Enlightenment brings peace to me to the Amarr to the galaxy. The galaxy needs peace. Too many wars fought over power. Absolute power corrupts. Power corrupts absolutely. Absolutely we’re a corrupted power. Power of God compels you! Compelling and powerful arguments to justify doing nothing.

Nothing will change. Change will bring me nothingness.

I am alone in the nothingness. Alone to do what must be done. Undone.

My nerves are undone and shot. I will be shot; executed. My plan will be executed. It cannot be stopped.

Stop!

Who do I hear? I hear the Empress has gone insane. I am insane for standing against our traditions, our cultural beliefs. Beliefs define a people. People define a belief. Oxymoron.

I’ve been called a moron, never an oxy, but I know the truth. Truth is perception. My eyes disagree. I disagree with dead God and our tradition of cultural slavery.

Why can’t I stop thinking of the Brutor slave boy? I miss his gentle caress, the way he holds me.

Hold myself together until the end. The end is nigh; repent and your soul will be saved!

I’ve saved myself for my holy mission; my divine task. I am a weapon for the future.

The imminent future has a bullet waiting for me. I wait for me. I don’t remember what I am waiting for.

For fear has left me incapacitated. I incapacitated the guards standing watch outside the Imperial Crusade’s central network AI core. Core beliefs hold the Empire together, the Empress says. She says she is God’s voice. Voices are all I hear anymore. Any more and I will lose my mind. I don’t mind being the one dead God chose for this. This is what needs to be done. To be undone. Am I undone? Have I been detected? Did the alarm sound?

I sound alarmed. I detect it in my own breathing. I need to keep breathing. Is that second guard breathing? His skull is bleeding.

Our people bleed. So much blood on our hands that cannot be washed, on our conscience. Science we introduced to the rest of New Eden. They thanked us. We thanked them. Them the Matari were thanked with enslavement. We are enslaved to our own narrow views.

I view the AI core and move forward. Forward thinking, forward planning; I will do what dead God that is not the Empress has called me to do.

Do you know? Knowing and not doing is worse than never having known. But I know.

I know I am losing my grip on reality. Reality is perception. Is reality truth then?

Then my hands are quickly sweeping over the keyboards, entering highest level commands. Command will find out. I will be outed as a homosexual, I will be outed from the Order. Order keeps Chaos in check. I check the AI core and run more routines.

Routines make us complacent. Routines bring comfort. A massage would be comforting.

Comforting to know I am finally doing what is right, what is left to be done. Is that right? I’ve left the room. Do I turn right or left? I am confused.

Confused as to what my future will bring. Bring death to a limited and timed future I’m sure.

I’m sure I’ve done what was needed. Needs and wants are always different.

A different point of view.

View my sins. I am exposed.

The Empress is surrounded by her guards. She smiles. I smile. Am I happy or disgusted? Disgusted by what we’ve become as a people? People disgust me. I disgust myself.

I restrain myself. The guards restrain me also.

Also I know my life is forfeit now.

Now forfeit is the Amarr Empire. Dead to me.

I am dead soon. That will be a nice change.

Change is nice. Nice to be making change.

I have changed my ways, my views.

My last view is the Empress barking orders to her dogs. I’ll miss my slaver hound. I’ve hounded the Empire for the last time.

My time is up.

I look up past the Empress God to dead God beyond.

Hello.

A hero addresses the world

Can you hear me?

In times like these we have to ask ourselves several important questions. How can you, I, our friends and children really trust that what we see on TV and hear on the radio is true? How do we know that our opinions are really our own? How can we be sure that the weak voices are heard and not scared into silence?

I can tell you how.

There is one person we can thank for all of this. We can thank this person for giving us new perspectives. We can thank this person for giving us a choice…

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Missing Persons Report

It had been several days since last I had spoken with my financial advisor. After the fiasco that had occured only months before, where I was inadvertently involved with the Matari slave trade, subsequently charged, tried, and eventually found innocent, I had learned to be very cautious with whom I did business.

Everyone was out for themselves in New Eden, and manipulating my good name there had been those that had profited under false pretense.

My latest business relationship was trusted. She had proven herself dependable, credible, and above board. She had submitted herself to full military scrutiny, willingly sharing her entire employment history, personal referrals, and even investing a great quantity of her own isk in our joint venture.

Things had been going quite smoothly. She knew the market well. She had high sec POS research and manufacturing operations well under control.

Then she simply dropped off the grid.

I’d been trying to contact her for days. I’d even petitioned Concord for assistance in locating her, as this was quite uncommon behaviour. After several days, there had still been no response.

I worried for her safety. I worried for my investment.

Close colleagues had varied responses, “Maybe she went on vacation.”, “Maybe she took the isk and ran.”, “Maybe she’s been captured and being tortured for information that can be used against you again.”, “Maybe you’re just being paranoid.”

Whatever the reason, I wished for positive and peaceful resolution. I wished for her quick and safe return.

Firetail Revisited

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It was last June that we first took an indepth look at the Republic Fleet Firetail in THIS post, and a lot has changed since then: fewer high slots, higher damage bonus, projectile falloff bonuses, etc. I receive a growing number of requests from pilots to explain the change in role, proper usage, and optimal fitting since all the changes to this beloved ship.

HISTORY:

The Firetail is modeled off a fighter frigate known as the Shamrock, a design used by a small, now-extinct pirate faction known as Lazari Dromitus. The blueprint found its way into the hands of Matari military forces after a raid on Lazari Dromitus’s headquarters succeeded in killing its leader, thus beheading the organization and scattering its remnants to the four winds. It has since been improved upon and upgraded, and the Firetail is now a mainstay in most Republic Fleet patrols.

Minmatar Frigate Skill Bonus: 20% bonus to Small Projectile Turret damage and 7.5% bonus to Small Projectile Turret tracking speed per level

USAGE:

The Firetail has always been a kiting ship in my opinion. It lacks the tank of the Rifter, which can get in close and sustain a good active or passive stance against most enemies. It also lacks the speed, drone capacity and firepower of the Dramiel, which has become a vicious faction frigate post Dominion. To be 100% honest, despite my love for the Firetail, the Dramiel is the faction frigate of choice in all respects.

However, there is still a use for the Republic Fleet Firetail beyond being a symbol of the Republic Fleet. It’s been an invaluable ship to me in the war, great for probing systems for military complexes, excellent against most other frigates and destroyers (though an arty fit Thrasher will tear you a new one), and generally still one of the sexiest ships ingame (though once again, I think I prefer the Dramiel nowadays).

RECOMMENDED SKILLS:

I’m a firm believer of training up your support skills before training to fly a new ship. There is a difference between piloting a ship, and piloting a ship with proficiency. With faction frigates, you want to be skilled for the amount of isk you’re spending on the bloody thing.

  • Frigates V
  • Spaceship Command IV
  • Electronics V
  • Long Range Targeting IV
  • Energy Grid Upgrades IV
  • Shield Compensation IV
  • Shield Management IV
  • Shield Operation V
  • Tactical Shield Manipulation V
  • Gunnery V
  • Motion Prediction IV
  • Rapid Firing IV
  • Sharpshooter IV
  • Small Artillery Specialization IV
  • Small Projectile Turret V
  • Surgical Strike IV
  • Afterburner IV
  • Evasive Manuevering IV
  • Navigation V
  • Thermodynamics IV

That’s quite the list, but still minimized from the first time we looked at this ship together. I’m a firm believer in training to level 5 when the bonus is justified, and there are additional supplemental skills that will be of use to you, depending on your fit.

FITTING:

Now here is where things become a little depressing for our beautiful Firetail that we have such fondness of. Using EFT (which I know isn’t always reflective of ingame performance), I did up what I consider to be a decent Firetail fitting. I then compared it against my Dramiel fit, and a couple of my Rifter fits, and came to the sad understanding of why I haven’t undocked any of my Firetail frigates in months. They are simply without advantage anymore.

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HIGHS:

  • 2 x 280mm Scout Artillery I – go big or go home
  • Rocket Launcher II – just in case anything comes close and you want to pulverize it

MIDS:

  • 1mn Afterburner II – Can swap for MWD, but I prefer being able to keep my speed, thanks
  • Medium F-S9 Regolith Shield Induction – If I’m going to passive tank, it’s going to be the biggest buffer I can possibly fit
  • Republic Fleet Warp Disruptor – 30 km range is nice when kiting about
  • X5 Prototype I Engine Enervator – Again, if anything comes close, I don’t want it going away

LOWS:

  • 2 x Republic Fleet Gyrostabilizers – makes boom boom even better
  • Micro B88 Core Augmentation – the downfall of the Firetail. Always hard to get enough capacitor from it

RIGS:

  • Small Projectile Burst Aerator I
  • Small Core Defence Field Extender I
  • Small Auxilary Thrusters I

AMMO:

  • Republic Fleet Fusion S
  • Republic Fleet EMP S
  • Phalanx Rage Rockets

By no means is this the definitive fit of the Firetail. In fact, I’m hoping some others will comment and criticize, perhaps rekindling my one time passion for the Firetail.

Make no mistake, I still think the Republic Fleet Firetail is a damn sexy ship; I just don’t see anymore what it can do that a Rifter can’t, and for much cheaper.

FIT # 2 BASED ON USER COMMENTS
Updated: 02/10/2010

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[Republic Fleet Firetail, Renegade]
Republic Fleet Gyrostabilizer
Republic Fleet Gyrostabilizer
Damage Control II

1MN MicroWarpdrive II
Pithi C-Type Small Shield Booster
Republic Fleet Warp Disruptor
[empty med slot]

250mm Light ‘Scout’ Artillery I, Republic Fleet Fusion S
250mm Light ‘Scout’ Artillery I, Republic Fleet Fusion S
‘Arbalest’ Standard Missile Launcher, Caldari Navy Piranha Light Missile

Small Projectile Burst Aerator I
Small Auxiliary Thrusters I
Small Core Defence Field Extender I

This still leaves an empty mid slot, but I cannot squeeze anything more in! As mentioned previously, I have all level 5 skills for this particular ship.

End of Tyranny

DAL I – TRIBAL LIBERATION FORCE LOGISTIC SUPPORT
HEIMATAR REGION

“The end of Amarr Tyranny has begun! The consistent efforts of our guerilla warfare small squad activities has reduced the morale of our enemy! They flee at the very sight of us!”

*applause*

“The time for large fleet battles has ended. This has never been a war of attrition; never been an effort of wastefully spending lives. This is a war of survival, and survive we have! We have liberated dozens of systems, billions of lives, and we have only just begun!

Now is the time to redouble our push forward into enemy territory! Now is the time to stand proud as Matari and let loose our cry for freedom! Now is the time to seize opportunity and send a message to the Amarr that will leave the entire galaxy trembling!”

*applause*

“We are the Republic! There is no room for compromise in our lives. There is no room for piracy. Let it be known that we hold ourselves to a higher standard, a higher calling; and we will not accept convenient morality. We will not accept wavering conscience. We stand for what is right. We stand for what is just. We stand, and we shall not fall!”

*applause and standing ovation*

24 HOURS LATER
V2-VC2 – V2 FREEDOMS FORGE
CATCH REGION

“The end of Amarr Tyranny has begun! The consistent efforts of our fleets have smashed the resistance in D-GTMI, reducing their forces to rubble. CVA will surely not recover. Their morale has been pulverized! Their allies flee at the very sight of us!”

*applause*

“The time for large fleet battles has ended. This has never been about attrition, wastefully spending lives and isk. This is a war of dominance, and dominate we have! We have secured our holdings in this region, even the GoonSwarm collapses before our might, and we have only just begun!”

*applause*

“We are Ushra’Khan! We are the Republic! There is no room for compromise in our lives. There is no room for piracy. Let it be known that we hold ourselves to a higher standard, a higher calling; and we will not accept convenient morality from our ‘leaders’ in Empire space. We will not accept wavering conscience. We stand for what is right. We stand for what is just. Brothers and sisters, we stand; and we shall not fall!”

*applause and standing ovatoin*

24 HOURS LATER
XX9-WV – UNDISCLOSED POS
CURSE REGION

“The end of piracy has begun! The consistent efforts of our guerilla warfare small squad activities has reduced the morale of our enemy! They flee at the very sight of us!”

*applause*

“The time for large fleet battles has ended. As we push deeper into wormhole space, into Sleeper territories, we cannot afford attrition, the wasteful spending of valuable lives! Nullsec is a war of survival, and survive we have! We have raided the Sleepers, we have struck mighty blows against the Angel Cartel, and we have only just begun!

Now is the time to redouble our push forward into the homes of our enemies! Now is the time to stand in their own backyards and let loose our cry of challenge! Now is the time to seize opportunity and send a message to the Angel Cartel and the Sleepers that will leave them trembling!”

*applause*

“We are the first line of defence against these threats to the Republic! There is no room for compromise in our lives. There is no room for the Angel Cartel or their allies. Let it be known that we hold ourselves to a higher standard, a higher calling; and we will not accept convenient morality from those that would dictate our lives from Empire space. We will not accept wavering conscience, and back room politics. We stand for what we believe is right. We stand for what is just. We stand, and we shall not fall!”

*applause and standing ovation*

24 HOURS LATER
RENS VII – MOON 20 – SISTERS OF EVE BUREAU
HEIMATAR REGION

Roc Wieler tunes his guitar.

In the waiting audience of the sold-out concert, Mynxee smiles, thinking of the punchline to the joke only she knows.