Perdita thought that not obeying rules was somehow *cool*. Agnes thought that rules like "Don't fall into this huge pit of spikes" were there for a purpose.
-- (Terry Pratchett, Carpe Jugulum)
I am fucking annoyed right now, annoyed at my failure to kill a Drake.
It seems my ISK farming friends have returned to Ingunn to run combat missions, we spotted three Drakes earlier and probed them out, killed two of them, this made me happy.
Three Drakes appear in Gus again, but different characters. I decide to take the Dramiel for a spin, chance my luck and maybe get something epic out of the deal.
I warp to the mission site, it's still there, with the three Drakes inside. In I go, bursting out of warp a mere 4 clicks off the closest I light it up and attack, drones out, guns spitting hot death. The two that aren't tackled warp out, leaving me with my prize.
I'm fast enough and small enough to evade most incoming damage, that is until the fucking Gistii rats decide to fucking web me down to 300m/s.
FUCK OFF YOU DIRTY FUCKING BASTARDS, THIS IS MY FUCKING KILL AND YOU'RE FUCKING RUINING IT.
I start to take heavy damage, my shields are gone, I'm getting dangerously close to hull damage. I decide to warp out, abandoning three drones and my prize entering structure.
SWEET ZOMBIE FUCKING JESUS.
I was so close to an epic kill, so what if it was a 15 day old character? It was a 15 day old character in a Drake, in a mission, in my lowsec.
Fuck you CCP, why do NPC rats have ewar that never fails, ewar that webs you down to a fraction of your speed, ewar that can damp you from a gazillion miles away?
You keep nerfing us players in an attempt to balance the game but then leave these mindless automatons with the ewar of fucking Chuck Norris.
I'm gonna go sulk some more now, y'all stay classy