Mal: (into com) "Wash, we've got some local color happening. Your grand entrance would not go amiss right now."
I'm on fire... I'm on fire!
I have engaged Red Tides once before in the form of a Dominix at a gate... well, to be more accurate he engaged me so I had to return the favour and as he did me the honour of agressing first I didn't have to worry about sentries. His friends all jumped in and it wasn't looking good. Onyx, Rapier & Raven had joined the Domi, my shields had failed, my armour was being torn to shreds, I was venting atmosphere and fuel into space, Karma, my Hurricane was being annihilated. I pointed Karma in the direction of a planet and punched the warp button and much to my relief I warped off. I had glanced at my overview and seen that none of them had me pointed.
A very close call.
Karma was on fire, atmosphere and fuel being vented into space so I docked up and contacted the station's repair crews.
"You want how much?" I said with disbelief
"5.4million ISK for repairs to your ship, not to mention the damage you caused when you docked" said Scotty the Docking Manager
"Uhm... I'll get back to you" I replied
I asked some friends if anyone had a hull repairer and lucky for me flashresh had one. Good old flash, of course he'd have a hull repairer.
I had my deck crew fit the hull repairer and an armour repairer and undocked to let them work their magic on Karma and after a long wait in a deep safe spot she was no longer on fire, the breaches in my hull repaired.
The tide turns
Red Tides had been hanging out in system for most of the day, with some pilots docked and the Rapier pilot cloaked somewhere in system. As previously reported I was doing my best to avoid the various gangs floating through my home by not straying from the station, instead I was hanging out in a bar having drinks with some friends when we were informed about Red Tides activity in Eifer and surrounds, a fight was brewing and Pirates were getting anxious. Earlier four of us had undocked into a random 14 man blob but they ran, scattered like skittles on a perfect strike.
"Domi on Gus gate in Eifer"
Right, a Domi and the Rapier in space, Onyx and Raven docked up. We undocked a few times to see if they would bite but nothing. After about half an hour:
"Onyx Undocked... Raven too, warped to Eifer or Ingunn"
OK, what are they up to, we had receiveed reports of another two Domis in Emolgranlan, possible reinforcements but not in Red Tides. Six ships, four battleships, a recon and a heavy interdictor. We had seven pilots looking for a fight, Colonel Kurtz in a Raven, who from now on I shall call Krusty, WayCharles and Ceraci in Myrmidons, Jaxx Blackfox in a Phobos heavy interdictor, myself in Karma, Daplat mode in his Falcon and deathstar in an Armageddon coming in from elsewhere.
A motley crew if I've ever seen one but a great bunch of guys and I do enjoy flying with them when firepower is needed. Seven of us, six of them, this was shaping up nicely.
Now to get them to engage.
deathstar came to the rescue "Raven engaged on Eifer gate in Gus"
You beauty, good to have you back in the area. Karma undocks into the black and I set warp to the gate, bursting out of warp as all hell has broken loose. Missiles, lasers, hybrid rounds, drones and finally my autocannon shells added to the mix. Raven is primaried, shield tank absorbing massive damage. deathstar goes down but warps back to station to grab another ship. Raven is violated in an extreme manner and explodes. It's absolute carnage as the two Domis jump in, I start on the Onyx, drawing sentry fire in the process, our communication is haphazard. Two myrms down for us at this point but death is back in the fight. Sentries batter my shields and I'm forced to warp out.
There's confusion
"Primary that Onyx, his shields are down" I shout as I warp back into the fight. Onyx goes down as I land, first Domi is next, they decide I'm primary and Ogre IIs, sentries and varying forms of violence hit my Hurricane, shields fail, armour is being torn to shreds, I align and warp out once again.
No shields, half armour I warp back to the gate, first Domi has jumped out, we primary second and it goes down, third course Domi is next but not before we pop the Rapier pilot who got too close. Third Domi is going down hard but he has de-agressed and slowboats to the gate, activates and jumps through, with about 10% hull left, lucky escape. Raven pilot had returned in a Drake but got smart real quick and left.
Ooh, what's this? A pod, the Rapier pilots escape pod is 4000metres off my starboard. Lock, lock damn you before he jumps or warps out. Lock resolves and my 425s spin up, a few rounds and the corpse is freed from its confines.
The field of battle is ours and with it victory, four kills and a pod to our three losses.
A truly good fight in my opinion and this I shared in local. A good bunch to fight as they were respectful in defeat. Turns out the Rapier pilot had Snake implants which brought a massive smile to my face. They'll be back and I truly look forward to it as they seem up for a good fight.
I would later help some friends violence a Raven in Eifer who foolishly allowed himself to get tackled by a friend in a Vagabond but the fight on the gate had already made my night.
I docked up and wandered out of my hangar in search of some cigarettes as I had run out and getting some "air" would do me and my insomnia good, Repairs to Karma could wait for now.
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Tuesday, 22 July 2008
Saturday, 26 April 2008
Boom... DOH... Boom
Wash: "Psychic, though? That sounds like something out of science fiction."
Zoe: "We live in a space ship, dear."
Strange evening for me, I was hanging out in station when reports filtered down that there was a Drake outside criminally flagged. A friend undocked in his Drake and was engaged, I boarded my Sleipnir and undocked, the fight very short and unremarkable, sentries doing the bulk of the damage to the unfortunate pilot. He was very verbose about the fact we were outdamaged by sentries but then he died to them with our help so his smack was weak.
Another Drake caught our attention in a system next door and a small gang was assembled to engage but he kept moving and our prober couldn't get a good position. While waiting on the gate to the system a Brutix and Curse had warped to the gate, Curse jumping through but Brutix engaged me. No biggie I thought, but a Rapier uncloaked and webbed me, I was going nowhere, my gangmates unsure of what was going on. My Hurricane went down in flames and I warped my escape pod out. I got on comms with my hangar crew and told them to prep another Hurricane ASAP, I was going back in and this time my gang mates had entered the fray. A quick dock and I was back and this time someone was going down, the Brutix bearing the wrath of my autocannons. With the tide turning the Rapier and Curse disengaged, a wise choice but a very good fight and respect to them.
I'm also training some interesting skills at the moment, just recently finished tech 2 small lasers and busy skilling up for tech 2 small blasters, going to add the Gallente Tech 2 Frigates to my repertoire of Minmatar, Caldari and Amarr small ships. Just a detour from my long skills that have been boring me senseless, looking forward to having some fun getting used to new and different styles of fighting.
Wednesday, 19 March 2008
Oh no you didn't...
I've been very lazy recently, in fact I haven't left my home system in a week but that hasn't stopped the targets from coming to me. I've primarily been camping the local 2/10 Angel complex, greifing two particular pilots who have been running it without consequence for a long while.
Keira however wanted to see what all the fuss was about, why people were so willing to die in it. So she had the hangar crew assemble a Jaguar and went on her merry. She decided she would kill the Gistii frigates that were defending it and on her first run she was jumped by an Ishkur pilot.
"Oh no you didn't"
Keira is experienced and quickly started to move away from the Gallente assault frigate with her Afterburner, there was no way the Ishkur could keep up and Keira happily tanked the damage from his drones. All the while this was going on, I was en route in my Jaguar plex hunter named "Maurice" Keira then moved into an easy orbit as to keep the Ishkur in place for me, she had no tackling gear and needed to keep him interested and she did it perfectly, I warped in right on top of him and the carnage ensued. My lock resolved and dsiruptor came on line, guns went hot and at the same time, so did Keira's. He had an impressive little tank but to the combined firepower of the two Jaguars his hull gave way and a shiny explosion brought giggles from Keira.
I locked the pod and returned the pilot to the clone vats via express.
Keira's first final blow
I would later go on to lose my Jaguar to sentries after popping a Rifter outside the station and hanging around to pod him, an expensive lesson and one well learned, get out while the going is good.
An 8 man Rifter gang was doing the rounds, all pilots from the local Republic Military School and reports stated that they had just warped to the station so I boarded my Broadsword Heavy Interdiction Cruiser named "Guards! Guards!" and undocked. The reason for the choice of ship is that it easily tanks under sentry fire and I would need that whilst engaging 8 Rifters which if setup right can cause a lot of damage.
I locked 4 Rifters and they in kind replied, I opened up and one by one they fell, 4 had died when an old friend undocked his Armageddon battleship and joined the turkey shoot, another 4 ships down and a Rupture undocks and opens a Cyno to allow 2 Dreadnoughts to jump in. The party was over as we didn't have anything available to take on capitals but was fun while it lasted. Got to respect new pilots who come to lowsec looking for fun, it's very rare.
Hours later Keira's giggle broke up the monotony of the hangar as she announced over comms that she had scanned out a Raven in a mission, so I boarded "The Fifth Elephant" a Sleipnir class command battlecruiser and made my way to the plex gate, as I came out of warp so did the Raven's scout and the gig was up but Keira had gone back to HQ and boarded a Rapier recon ship, she would come back and wait cloaked inside the plex, simply negating the scout that would be placed on the plex entrance when the Raven came back.
As always, the Raven did come back, hesitant at first as I was in system and his scout did numerous runs into the plex to see if it was clear, the tension building and you could hear Keira grinding her teeth in anticipation. The Raven came out of warp and whilst under cloak Keira settled into an easy orbit, she uncloaked and primed her tackling gear, lock resolved and the warp disruptor went active, now the Raven was trapped I undocked and made all haste to the complex. Keira was taking damage from the Ravens cruise missiles but nothing to worry about, I even had time to pop the scout's shuttle on the way in. Once I got in and had the Raven locked and tackled, Keira departed, her shield systems having taken a battering.
The mission fit Raven is no match for my Sleipnir and soon its hull explodes in a brilliant light, Keira giggling as it does, she had returned specifically to see it.
Farmer Raven 1
An eventful day and quite satisfying, I slept with one eye open, Keira still in the plex, cloaked in case he decided to come back. He never did and the mission was failed.
A new day dawned and with it the death of another Farmer Raven, with the help of DeathStar, CPT NESSAJA and Keira's superb probing skills we crashed a Raven duo, one was busy looting and ended up on the wrong end of a Sleipnir, Astarte and Drake, the other in the next room of the complex was able to escape.
Farmer Raven 2
It's still early and more carnage is likely to ensue, Keira is busy salvaging the wrecks in the latest complex and will return in her Rapier to camp it
Keira however wanted to see what all the fuss was about, why people were so willing to die in it. So she had the hangar crew assemble a Jaguar and went on her merry. She decided she would kill the Gistii frigates that were defending it and on her first run she was jumped by an Ishkur pilot.
"Oh no you didn't"
Keira is experienced and quickly started to move away from the Gallente assault frigate with her Afterburner, there was no way the Ishkur could keep up and Keira happily tanked the damage from his drones. All the while this was going on, I was en route in my Jaguar plex hunter named "Maurice" Keira then moved into an easy orbit as to keep the Ishkur in place for me, she had no tackling gear and needed to keep him interested and she did it perfectly, I warped in right on top of him and the carnage ensued. My lock resolved and dsiruptor came on line, guns went hot and at the same time, so did Keira's. He had an impressive little tank but to the combined firepower of the two Jaguars his hull gave way and a shiny explosion brought giggles from Keira.
I locked the pod and returned the pilot to the clone vats via express.
Keira's first final blow
I would later go on to lose my Jaguar to sentries after popping a Rifter outside the station and hanging around to pod him, an expensive lesson and one well learned, get out while the going is good.
An 8 man Rifter gang was doing the rounds, all pilots from the local Republic Military School and reports stated that they had just warped to the station so I boarded my Broadsword Heavy Interdiction Cruiser named "Guards! Guards!" and undocked. The reason for the choice of ship is that it easily tanks under sentry fire and I would need that whilst engaging 8 Rifters which if setup right can cause a lot of damage.
I locked 4 Rifters and they in kind replied, I opened up and one by one they fell, 4 had died when an old friend undocked his Armageddon battleship and joined the turkey shoot, another 4 ships down and a Rupture undocks and opens a Cyno to allow 2 Dreadnoughts to jump in. The party was over as we didn't have anything available to take on capitals but was fun while it lasted. Got to respect new pilots who come to lowsec looking for fun, it's very rare.
Hours later Keira's giggle broke up the monotony of the hangar as she announced over comms that she had scanned out a Raven in a mission, so I boarded "The Fifth Elephant" a Sleipnir class command battlecruiser and made my way to the plex gate, as I came out of warp so did the Raven's scout and the gig was up but Keira had gone back to HQ and boarded a Rapier recon ship, she would come back and wait cloaked inside the plex, simply negating the scout that would be placed on the plex entrance when the Raven came back.
As always, the Raven did come back, hesitant at first as I was in system and his scout did numerous runs into the plex to see if it was clear, the tension building and you could hear Keira grinding her teeth in anticipation. The Raven came out of warp and whilst under cloak Keira settled into an easy orbit, she uncloaked and primed her tackling gear, lock resolved and the warp disruptor went active, now the Raven was trapped I undocked and made all haste to the complex. Keira was taking damage from the Ravens cruise missiles but nothing to worry about, I even had time to pop the scout's shuttle on the way in. Once I got in and had the Raven locked and tackled, Keira departed, her shield systems having taken a battering.
The mission fit Raven is no match for my Sleipnir and soon its hull explodes in a brilliant light, Keira giggling as it does, she had returned specifically to see it.
Farmer Raven 1
An eventful day and quite satisfying, I slept with one eye open, Keira still in the plex, cloaked in case he decided to come back. He never did and the mission was failed.
A new day dawned and with it the death of another Farmer Raven, with the help of DeathStar, CPT NESSAJA and Keira's superb probing skills we crashed a Raven duo, one was busy looting and ended up on the wrong end of a Sleipnir, Astarte and Drake, the other in the next room of the complex was able to escape.
Farmer Raven 2
It's still early and more carnage is likely to ensue, Keira is busy salvaging the wrecks in the latest complex and will return in her Rapier to camp it
Saturday, 15 March 2008
Back to basics...
The last few days have been fun, I have had my fill of gang combat and was looking to get back into frigates and their variants for some good old fashioned anarchy. I have used the Rifter and Plex Wolf to great effect these past few days and only ventured out of my home system once, granted I was drunk and undocked a Rapier but I managed two kills, an Ishkur and Cormorant and had a good fight with two Ruptures before they managed to warp out, the alcohol effecting my reflexes. (I'm sticking by that story)
My numbers for the two days look decent, 28 kills including 13 pods, their corpses now residing in "The Morgue" 7 Rifters, 2 Ishkur, Cormorant, Scythe, Merlin, Catalyst, Slasher and Manticore all going down for zero losses on my part.
Looking at my Killboard it appears that these kills brought another milestone, 600 kills with no end in sight. Of course numbers don't mean much, the fight is what matters and I had a few good 1v1 Rifter fights particularily with an up and coming Pirate called Izzy Lizzy, an Eve University graduate and recent convert to the dark side.
Some good loot, a mixture of Tech 2 and Complex which should fetch much ISK in the trade hub of Rens when it gets moved there and put on the market.
I sit on my bunk, head still dazed from last nights excess, I take some more painkillers and prepare for the numb
My numbers for the two days look decent, 28 kills including 13 pods, their corpses now residing in "The Morgue" 7 Rifters, 2 Ishkur, Cormorant, Scythe, Merlin, Catalyst, Slasher and Manticore all going down for zero losses on my part.
Looking at my Killboard it appears that these kills brought another milestone, 600 kills with no end in sight. Of course numbers don't mean much, the fight is what matters and I had a few good 1v1 Rifter fights particularily with an up and coming Pirate called Izzy Lizzy, an Eve University graduate and recent convert to the dark side.
Some good loot, a mixture of Tech 2 and Complex which should fetch much ISK in the trade hub of Rens when it gets moved there and put on the market.
I sit on my bunk, head still dazed from last nights excess, I take some more painkillers and prepare for the numb
Tuesday, 11 March 2008
Complexity of Complexes
What a day, I sit in my hangar and try to run the events through my head, I have a slight headache but nothing I'm not used to.
I take a sip of the tea sitting on the table and light a cigarette, where do I start?
Well as usual, Keira was up bright and early, that woman is really annoying, most morning people are. I have never been good at mornings, one of my many failings but Keira was insistant that I get my ass into something that could go into one of our local Angel Complexes, I boarded a Wolf class assualt frigate and undocked. Keira had spotted two targets, a Rifter in one plex and a Slasher in another. I decided to target the Rifter pilot first as he was the most experienced from the reports we were able to gather, I warped to the plex entrance and activated the ancient warp gate, it slung me into warp and after a few moments I re-entered normal space and the Rifter was sitting dead still as my systems adjusted after the warp, target lock resolved and the Rifter melted, I locked and warp disrupted the pod and opened convo to offer ransom "10million ISK and the pod goes free" a reasonable request considering the age and experience of the pilot, the answer? "Fuck Off"
Now that wasn't nice, so I relieved the pilot of his pod after terminating the conversation, scooping his corpse into my hold to add to the collection, his loot was also scooped and I warped out.
My next target was in a Slasher in the other plex and I caught him just as he finished off the last Angel frigate, his fragile frigate no match for the power of the Wolf, his pod was locked, and scrambled, kinda like breakfast this morning.
I docked up and placed the two corpses in "The Morgue" and boarded a Jaguar class assault frigate, there was a Rifter ratting in the asteroid belts and I wanted to introduce him to my 150mm autocannons, I caught the pilot napping and soon his corpse was floating in space, scooped and addd to the collection.
Keira came over comms again and said she had spotted a Flycatcher class Interdiction destroyer in the first complex and I made all haste back to the station to grab the Wolf, the Jaguar I was in was not setup for plex hunting.
I undocked and made my way to the plex once again, activating the gate and being shot through to the deadspace where the afterburner fitted to the Wolf would prove invaluable. I burst out of warp and my systems resolved to show the Flycatcher over 50km away fighting Gistii frigates, I flicked the afterburner into life and started to close the distance, every second would count and it seemed like an eternity till I had closed to within 24km and could activate my warp disruptor, lock resolved and the disruptor did its job and the Interdictor was now trapped, I loaded Republic Fleet EMP shells into my guns and closed to within firing range and opened up, the Flycatcher returned lock and opened fire itself but was deep in structure and barely denting my shields, a flash and his escape pod was jettisoned, the wreck of the elite destroyer smoldering in space, I locked his pod and opened convo "10million and the pod goes free", he countered with "9Million" Now I really hate when someone tries to negotiate when they are in no position to do so, don't waste time, so I said "11million, don't try to negotiate" again he countered with "9million"
I closed convo and vapourised his pod, scooping his corpse to my hold.
Now you might say I lost out on 9million ISK but it's the principle for me, I don't negotiate, I'm a Pirate not a salesman.
I docked up and had a much needed cigarette and tea when Keira shouted over comms that she had probed out 3 Vexors in a mission, I raced to "The Fifth Elephant" my Slepnir class Commandship and undocked, set warp towards Keira's position and primed my weapons and tackling systems, I burst out of warp on top of the acceleration gate and activated it, being flung into the mission deadspace. Coming out of warp I was greeted by three targets, three Vexor cruisers to be exact. 3 on 1 would have been an epic fight, my lock resolved on all 3, I primaried the closest and set my disruptor on him, the other 2 warped out and left their friend to die, his corpse joining those already collected today.
I warped out to a safespot and waited, the other 2 returned onto scan but they had a scout on the gate now, the Vexor pilot who died in the plex had recloned and boarded a rookie ship to act as an early warning, I warped in and dispatched him again, grabbing the corpse in the process, I hastily returned to base to Grab a recon ship with a cloaking system that would allow me to enter the complex and wait for them to return, bypassing the scout entirely.
With a bit of patience they did return, the scout first, and then the two Vexors, I uncloaked the Rapier and targeted both, setting tackling systems on one whilst the other warped out, another Vexor down but he managed to warp his pod out.
I recloaked and waited, the scout came into the plex twice to see if I was about and soon the 3rd and last Vexor would return to his death.
I spent the rest of the day cloaked in the plex with the Rapier waiting for them to return, they popped into local numerous times but I suspect that seeing me there scared them off, I did grab a Thrasher in a belt later using the Rapier and another Rifter in one of the plexes using my trusty Wolf, both corpses now residing amongst the collection.
All in all 18 kills including 8 pods using 4 different ships, no losses for me, a good day but kind of unsatisfying. I'm drained and sitting here in my hangar I hope for better days.
I turn on the soundsystem and slump back into my bunk, the music soothing me further.
Darkness envelopes me and a good nights sleep should help ease my unease.
I take a sip of the tea sitting on the table and light a cigarette, where do I start?
Well as usual, Keira was up bright and early, that woman is really annoying, most morning people are. I have never been good at mornings, one of my many failings but Keira was insistant that I get my ass into something that could go into one of our local Angel Complexes, I boarded a Wolf class assualt frigate and undocked. Keira had spotted two targets, a Rifter in one plex and a Slasher in another. I decided to target the Rifter pilot first as he was the most experienced from the reports we were able to gather, I warped to the plex entrance and activated the ancient warp gate, it slung me into warp and after a few moments I re-entered normal space and the Rifter was sitting dead still as my systems adjusted after the warp, target lock resolved and the Rifter melted, I locked and warp disrupted the pod and opened convo to offer ransom "10million ISK and the pod goes free" a reasonable request considering the age and experience of the pilot, the answer? "Fuck Off"
Now that wasn't nice, so I relieved the pilot of his pod after terminating the conversation, scooping his corpse into my hold to add to the collection, his loot was also scooped and I warped out.
My next target was in a Slasher in the other plex and I caught him just as he finished off the last Angel frigate, his fragile frigate no match for the power of the Wolf, his pod was locked, and scrambled, kinda like breakfast this morning.
I docked up and placed the two corpses in "The Morgue" and boarded a Jaguar class assault frigate, there was a Rifter ratting in the asteroid belts and I wanted to introduce him to my 150mm autocannons, I caught the pilot napping and soon his corpse was floating in space, scooped and addd to the collection.
Keira came over comms again and said she had spotted a Flycatcher class Interdiction destroyer in the first complex and I made all haste back to the station to grab the Wolf, the Jaguar I was in was not setup for plex hunting.
I undocked and made my way to the plex once again, activating the gate and being shot through to the deadspace where the afterburner fitted to the Wolf would prove invaluable. I burst out of warp and my systems resolved to show the Flycatcher over 50km away fighting Gistii frigates, I flicked the afterburner into life and started to close the distance, every second would count and it seemed like an eternity till I had closed to within 24km and could activate my warp disruptor, lock resolved and the disruptor did its job and the Interdictor was now trapped, I loaded Republic Fleet EMP shells into my guns and closed to within firing range and opened up, the Flycatcher returned lock and opened fire itself but was deep in structure and barely denting my shields, a flash and his escape pod was jettisoned, the wreck of the elite destroyer smoldering in space, I locked his pod and opened convo "10million and the pod goes free", he countered with "9Million" Now I really hate when someone tries to negotiate when they are in no position to do so, don't waste time, so I said "11million, don't try to negotiate" again he countered with "9million"
I closed convo and vapourised his pod, scooping his corpse to my hold.
Now you might say I lost out on 9million ISK but it's the principle for me, I don't negotiate, I'm a Pirate not a salesman.
I docked up and had a much needed cigarette and tea when Keira shouted over comms that she had probed out 3 Vexors in a mission, I raced to "The Fifth Elephant" my Slepnir class Commandship and undocked, set warp towards Keira's position and primed my weapons and tackling systems, I burst out of warp on top of the acceleration gate and activated it, being flung into the mission deadspace. Coming out of warp I was greeted by three targets, three Vexor cruisers to be exact. 3 on 1 would have been an epic fight, my lock resolved on all 3, I primaried the closest and set my disruptor on him, the other 2 warped out and left their friend to die, his corpse joining those already collected today.
I warped out to a safespot and waited, the other 2 returned onto scan but they had a scout on the gate now, the Vexor pilot who died in the plex had recloned and boarded a rookie ship to act as an early warning, I warped in and dispatched him again, grabbing the corpse in the process, I hastily returned to base to Grab a recon ship with a cloaking system that would allow me to enter the complex and wait for them to return, bypassing the scout entirely.
With a bit of patience they did return, the scout first, and then the two Vexors, I uncloaked the Rapier and targeted both, setting tackling systems on one whilst the other warped out, another Vexor down but he managed to warp his pod out.
I recloaked and waited, the scout came into the plex twice to see if I was about and soon the 3rd and last Vexor would return to his death.
I spent the rest of the day cloaked in the plex with the Rapier waiting for them to return, they popped into local numerous times but I suspect that seeing me there scared them off, I did grab a Thrasher in a belt later using the Rapier and another Rifter in one of the plexes using my trusty Wolf, both corpses now residing amongst the collection.
All in all 18 kills including 8 pods using 4 different ships, no losses for me, a good day but kind of unsatisfying. I'm drained and sitting here in my hangar I hope for better days.
I turn on the soundsystem and slump back into my bunk, the music soothing me further.
Darkness envelopes me and a good nights sleep should help ease my unease.
Monday, 11 February 2008
The magic 500
It's been a few days and the hangar is a mess, there's stacks of ammo everywhere and boxes of loot that should have been shipped to Rens by now.
It seems my Hangar Crew took a few days off in my absence, oh well, time to crack the whip so to speak.
Tying up some loose ends I head off into the black in my Republic Fleet Firetail, my local haunt is kinda busy with various pilots. I chased a Rifter around the system for a good few minutes but he always managed to be one step ahead of me.
I heard chatter on local comms channels from a Tempest pilot in system, apparently hugging the gate to the nearest high security system so I headed off to investigate, knowing full well I would not be able to engage as sentries would pretty much instapop my fragile frigate.
I headed back home for something a little beefier and settled on undocking "The Fifth Elephant" a Sleipnir class Command Battlecruiser. I headed back to the system and gate just to see the Tempest jump out, the gate was surrounded by other pirates.
A Hurricane jumped through into us and forgetting any differences we might have we killed the hapless pilot in no time at all, I immediately warped out.
Back in my home system I managed to tag a Slasher and Thrasher.
It had been a long day and I retired to the comfort of my bunk.
An new day dawned... well... the lights of my hangar fickered into life as Keira waltzed through to go out in her Cheetah. That woman is a morning person and it's damn annoying.
A few minutes passed and I had just got out the shower when I heard her disticntive voice over comms.
"Get your ass in gear, I have a Farmer Raven entering a plex."
I pulled on my flight suit and sprinted for the nearest ship, The Fifth Elephant was waiting, systems primed, I undocked and initiated warp to Keira's position, there was no time to waste as she had reported a scout on the plex entrance.
I burst out of warp and ignored the scout, activating the plex gate with all haste, I was flung by the arcane structure into the depths of deadspace, hoping to be greeted by the sight of the Raven.
Fortune smiled on me as I burst out of the warp tunnel and there she was. I initiated a lock and primed all systems. The lock resolved and my Warp Disruptor kicked in and in the same moment, so did my guns. The fight was very short and the mighty Raven burst into flames. I snagged the pod for good measure and added his corpse to my collection.
A few minutes later he came back to the plex with a Ferox, which was duly destroyed along with his scout and scout's pod.
A long while later he made another attempt with the same results but this time Keira had snuck a Rapier recon into the plex while I waited at a deep safespot.
This last kill brought my tally to 500 kills and it also saw Keira's first killmail.
I was basking in my glory when comms came alive, flashfresh, an old friend of mine informed me there was a mining op nearby and then left in a hurry so my intel was very slim. Nonetheless I decided to go have some fun and headed out to the system where they were reported.
I jumped into system and activated my onboard scanner, there were three Retriever mining barges, a Vexor and a Malediction. Good odds I thought as I narrowed them down.
I warped to the asteroid belt where my instruments indicated they were and engaged.
The closest ship to me was a Retriever and bore the wrath of my 425mm autocannons first, I had also locked the Vexor and closed the gap to him.
Retriver pops and I open up on the Vexor, the Malediction had me webbed and scrammed when a Chimera class carrier entered the fray.
The Vexor popped and I turned my attention to the Malediction, I needed to pop it to get out of web and scram or the carriers fighters who were on me now would eat me.
My shield tank had broken and I was into armor when the Malediction popped, without second thought I punched the warp drive to bug out, abandoning my drones in the process.
I got out and made my way to my HQ to get some more drones and asses the damage, it wasn't so bad so a short while later I headed back to play some more.
The Carrier was still there, joined by a Pilgrim and Maulus. I decided to primary the Pilgrim and got it deep into armor when the Maulus jammed me. the Pilgrim warped out and I closed on the Maulus, it's jam cycle over it was at the mercy of my EMP rounds as they smashed it to bits.
I was again being chased by fighters and I strung them out behind me as I popped them one by one, in all 10 fighters died before the Carrier pilot recalled them.
The Pilgrim had warped back in and was close to a wreck, tuning my nav systems I warped to the wreck and engaged him, the fight was short. The carrier pilot looking on helplessly.
So a Retriever, Vexor, Malediction, Maulus, Pilgrim and 10 fighters in exchange for my 5 drones, I consider that a fair trade ;)
I headed home with a grin on my face, I needed a cigarette and a stiff drink.
Minutes later my farmer friend from earlier was back in system, Keira was already on the case and had his mission plex scanned out and was waiting patiently for him to come back, he did and he died again.
Good times... good times :D
It seems my Hangar Crew took a few days off in my absence, oh well, time to crack the whip so to speak.
Tying up some loose ends I head off into the black in my Republic Fleet Firetail, my local haunt is kinda busy with various pilots. I chased a Rifter around the system for a good few minutes but he always managed to be one step ahead of me.
I heard chatter on local comms channels from a Tempest pilot in system, apparently hugging the gate to the nearest high security system so I headed off to investigate, knowing full well I would not be able to engage as sentries would pretty much instapop my fragile frigate.
I headed back home for something a little beefier and settled on undocking "The Fifth Elephant" a Sleipnir class Command Battlecruiser. I headed back to the system and gate just to see the Tempest jump out, the gate was surrounded by other pirates.
A Hurricane jumped through into us and forgetting any differences we might have we killed the hapless pilot in no time at all, I immediately warped out.
Back in my home system I managed to tag a Slasher and Thrasher.
It had been a long day and I retired to the comfort of my bunk.
An new day dawned... well... the lights of my hangar fickered into life as Keira waltzed through to go out in her Cheetah. That woman is a morning person and it's damn annoying.
A few minutes passed and I had just got out the shower when I heard her disticntive voice over comms.
"Get your ass in gear, I have a Farmer Raven entering a plex."
I pulled on my flight suit and sprinted for the nearest ship, The Fifth Elephant was waiting, systems primed, I undocked and initiated warp to Keira's position, there was no time to waste as she had reported a scout on the plex entrance.
I burst out of warp and ignored the scout, activating the plex gate with all haste, I was flung by the arcane structure into the depths of deadspace, hoping to be greeted by the sight of the Raven.
Fortune smiled on me as I burst out of the warp tunnel and there she was. I initiated a lock and primed all systems. The lock resolved and my Warp Disruptor kicked in and in the same moment, so did my guns. The fight was very short and the mighty Raven burst into flames. I snagged the pod for good measure and added his corpse to my collection.
A few minutes later he came back to the plex with a Ferox, which was duly destroyed along with his scout and scout's pod.
A long while later he made another attempt with the same results but this time Keira had snuck a Rapier recon into the plex while I waited at a deep safespot.
This last kill brought my tally to 500 kills and it also saw Keira's first killmail.
I was basking in my glory when comms came alive, flashfresh, an old friend of mine informed me there was a mining op nearby and then left in a hurry so my intel was very slim. Nonetheless I decided to go have some fun and headed out to the system where they were reported.
I jumped into system and activated my onboard scanner, there were three Retriever mining barges, a Vexor and a Malediction. Good odds I thought as I narrowed them down.
I warped to the asteroid belt where my instruments indicated they were and engaged.
The closest ship to me was a Retriever and bore the wrath of my 425mm autocannons first, I had also locked the Vexor and closed the gap to him.
Retriver pops and I open up on the Vexor, the Malediction had me webbed and scrammed when a Chimera class carrier entered the fray.
The Vexor popped and I turned my attention to the Malediction, I needed to pop it to get out of web and scram or the carriers fighters who were on me now would eat me.
My shield tank had broken and I was into armor when the Malediction popped, without second thought I punched the warp drive to bug out, abandoning my drones in the process.
I got out and made my way to my HQ to get some more drones and asses the damage, it wasn't so bad so a short while later I headed back to play some more.
The Carrier was still there, joined by a Pilgrim and Maulus. I decided to primary the Pilgrim and got it deep into armor when the Maulus jammed me. the Pilgrim warped out and I closed on the Maulus, it's jam cycle over it was at the mercy of my EMP rounds as they smashed it to bits.
I was again being chased by fighters and I strung them out behind me as I popped them one by one, in all 10 fighters died before the Carrier pilot recalled them.
The Pilgrim had warped back in and was close to a wreck, tuning my nav systems I warped to the wreck and engaged him, the fight was short. The carrier pilot looking on helplessly.
So a Retriever, Vexor, Malediction, Maulus, Pilgrim and 10 fighters in exchange for my 5 drones, I consider that a fair trade ;)
I headed home with a grin on my face, I needed a cigarette and a stiff drink.
Minutes later my farmer friend from earlier was back in system, Keira was already on the case and had his mission plex scanned out and was waiting patiently for him to come back, he did and he died again.
Good times... good times :D
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