Before I start, you had the balls to say something that is immersion-breaking, so let me take the moment to say that I find the disproportionately of space lesbians to be immersion-breaking too
But anyway...
Like Ken said, your comparison with being connected and disconnected to the Internet is excellent. It now helps me understand what it would be like as a capsuleer, and a further point about immersion-breaking is how people behave as a capsuleer.
Though his actions offend many, Seriphyn is closer to what a capsuleer might be than others. Capsuleers are megalo and egomaniacs, should they not be? Seriphyn is aware of his power and uses it to, well, rather than serve the Federation as he should do, but rather, outlet rage and aggression to satisfy his own failings. Then there are capsuleers who go to bars and RP giant snuggle piles and teenage girls...and I'm left their gagging a bit from the corniness, heh.
Her Painted Selves portrays what I see to be a "good capsuleer" compared to the nastier ones, and is very much in line with how Seriphyn would interact personally with non-capsuleer. The pilot in that chron is a Federation loyalist but not directly tied to the Fed itself, much like us as RPers. He is portrayed as quite human and personable, so it's not like PF doesn't acknowledge our kind.
Consider that only 5% of EVE are RPers. 95% of the others are thus the capsuleers who never leave their pods, and are the Omvistus capsuleers. 5% are the ones who are Jacus Roden (and the teenage girl capsuleers*cough*)...when put into that perspective, is it still immersion-breaking?
Moreover, station RP is something. We all have dedicated areas on each station to capsuleers...I imagine if we RP'd anywhere else, there would be an issue with "ooo capsuleer!". The capsuleer in that chron, for example, used skin patches to hide this. Seriphyn wouldn't, though, given his status.
At the core of it, however, EVE is a great sci-fi universe that we want to explore in a conventional fashion. The whole capsuleer thing is viewed by many I think, as a hinderance and maybe even a ruiner of that.
Sorry for the disjointed post
EDIT: An extract from that chron
He'd stopped and was gesturing for her to take a seat in one of the leather couches. Leather, like wood, was a commodity on the stations and one she felt decidedly uncomfortable with, but the seat he was directing her to had a worn appearance and its leather surface had hairline cracks. "My favorite reading spot," he said.
Capsuleers like to sit out of their pod and read :3
She realized he was trying to help her feel relaxed and the small gesture set her at ease. She sat. "Is this someone's apartment?" she asked him. "Is it yours?"
He sat beside her, at a respectable distance. "Yes, it is. This is the entryway."
So, having those apartment channels for each of us isn't so bad.
"I had someone who clung to me. She did it for glory, me being a capsuleer, and even after I'd had my head scrambled by too many clonings in too little time, even when I made her life this absolute passive-aggressive hell, she still hung on. And eventually what was left of the love evaporated, because even as I wasn't the same person anymore, neither was she. The balance changed and she changed with it."
Capsuleers and love with non-capsuleers. He'd obviously need to not spend so much time in the pod for this...
He grinned slyly. "And heavens, you need makeup. Your cheeks are streaked with tears. You can't be seen like this; think what your husband would say!"
And he jokes and laugh! Heh.
But yes. Death to the teenage girl capsuleers.