And, while it was regarded as pretty good evidence of criminality to be living in a slum, for some reason owning a whole street of them merely got you invited to the very best social occasions.
-- (Terry Pratchett, Feet of Clay)
21:25 I receive a call from Bosena
Dirty Protagonist > hey kane
Dirty Protagonist > got a jc in bos still?
Kane Rizzel > yep
Kane Rizzel > wassup?
frogstomper > want to come gank a vargur in a catalyst?
Kane Rizzel > yes
frogstomper > get down here and on comms then plz
The RANSM crew have been ganking spendy mission ships in Molden Heath highsec for the past week or so and this evening I got an invite to join in the fun.
The mark had already been identified and the trap was being set up, not too subtle this trap, the mark was being bumped off the gate where he had gone AFK, almost 200 clicks of bumping.
With everything in place, ships were handed out and the gang made ready for departure, a well co-ordinated effort swinging into action.
Undock Bosena...
Warp to Teon gate...
Jump...
Hold cloak...
Fleet warp to covops...
All mods overloaded...
Our location announced in local comms, our intentions doubly so, as I said, not too subtle but then sometimes subtlety gets in the way of giggles.
We land...
Lock target...
And open fire...
The Vargur explodes.
CONCORD warps in and destroys each one of our destroyers, justice dispensed, our escape pods, escaping rather sharpish, the Vargur's escape pod not so lucky. We head back to lowsec, GFGF in local, giggling all the way.
Here are some of the more expensive suicide ganks as of late.
I do love Molden Heath.
3 comments:
oh wow that pod kill xD
1.7billion for implants?
mother of god...
Molden Heath... alive again?
*cue single tear going down my cheek*
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What's with all the near-identically fit Vargurs? Someone running a lot of macros down there?
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