ISK is ISK

Quote #64.

If it wasn't for the fun and money, I really don't know why I'd bother.

-- (Terry Pratchett, alt.fan.pratchett)

A quick hunt in a Thrasher, I track and tackle a Wreathe industrial ship in Eifer, nothing else of note in the area sees me decide to ransom straight away, not really interested in killing an industrial

EVE System > Channel changed to Eifer Local Channel
Kane Rizzel > what's your ship worth to you?
Alexia Serventine > about 400000
Kane Rizzel > 1million isk and you are free to go
Alexia Serventine > cool kill me bitch
Alexia Serventine > ship is worth 450000

So I explode his ship and tackle the escape pod

Kane Rizzel > what about your pod?
Kane Rizzel > 1 meeeelllion isk

At this point he logs all critical systems.

So I explode his pod and scoop the corpse

EVE System > Channel MOTD: BEING IN THIS CHANNEL DOES NOT MAKE YOU SAFE!! NBSI IS USED FOR ALL!!!! fly smart - think hard
XXXX > lol Kane.. 1mil, rather pointless.. no?
Kane Rizzel > he's a noob
Kane Rizzel > was only a wreathe
Kane Rizzel > he's logged too :(
XXXX > lol
Kane Rizzel > million isk is a million isk man
Kane Rizzel > just spent more in ammo than the loot is worth :(

A net loss as a tech 2 miner thingamabob and a survey scannerwhateverthefuck is all that drops.

Why does this concern me, well you'd think being a somewhat notorious Pirate and part-time celebrity, I'd have people throwing ISK at me, but this is not the case and whilst I am space rich, I could always do with more ISK, especially at the misfortune of others and every ISK counts, from the smallest ransoms to useless loot melted for minerals. I am after all, a Pirate.

If anyone feels like donating an Aeon to the NovaKane fleet, I won't say no by the by ;)

Tapping my fingers in frustration.

On Earth, No-one Can Hear You Say "Um".
-- (Terry Pratchett, Only You Can Save Mankind)

I've been busy, far too busy but it hasn't stopped me thinking about violence and ways I can inflict it on others.

I had the hangar crew build a Thrasher class destroyer, short range, plenty of punch but not much survivability. I was eager to test the setup and undocked even as my crew chief warned me not to go out until the last rig was delivered, but lately my impatience has gotten the better of me.

A Griffin is in the direction of my favourite hunting ground, I initiate warp and soon land with the Griffin just activating the gate. I follow and engage...

...And then I sat for four full ECM cycles and watched, as first my shields, then my armour and finally my hull get destroyed.

Well played sir.

Where no man has gone before...

Too many people, when listing all the perils to be found in the search for lost treasure or ancient wisdom, had forgotten to put at the top of the list 'the man who arrived just before you'.

-- (Terry Pratchett, The Last Hero)

Early this morning before I passed out from the painkillers, I had the opportunity to introduce a pilot to my Rifter inside the Gusandall 2/10 plex. It appeared he was in the third room. I grabbed some keys and headed on out. As expected the Thrasher was in the third room as I warped in. This was the Thrasher that managed to escape when my modules went ape shit. Guns and rocket launcher primed as my warp scrambler kicks in, web locks him down tight as I hold a steady orbit. No need for fancy flying at this point. His shields already gone I start to chew into his armour. In seconds it's gone and shortly after his structure melts. Escape pod is left at my mercy and as I said earlier, I have none. Pilot was none to pleased to be so violently interupted.

I called it a night and went to bed.

After having spent much of the day watching movies, going out for coffee and generally lazing about I popped in to my hangar to see what the local comms net could reveal. A friend reported a Coercer inside the Plex and I grabbed some key cards and headed on out in the Rifter. I warped into the first room and nothing, my directional scanner showing the mark inside the second room, I headed to the gate and warped in and there it was, a Coercer, piloted by the same Thrasher pilot from this morning. Kane being Kane would never let such an opportunity pass and I engaged. The Ammarian destroyer was destroyed without breaking a sweat but the pilot managed to get his escape pod out this time.

What follows is the local comms chatter directly after his violent extradition from his ship

NCC 1701E > wtf dude
Kane Rizzel > :P
NCC 1701E > u r realy that bent on killing me
NCC 1701E > ur a fucked retard
Kane Rizzel > why thank you
Kane Rizzel > you're not a special snowflake, you're just a fictim of circumstance and evolution
NCC 1701E > r u retarded?
Kane Rizzel > If I'm retarded, what does that make you?
NCC 1701E > fictim learn to spell
NCC 1701E > its victim
NCC 1701E > BL;OACKED
Kane Rizzel > lol
Kane Rizzel > sore loser
Kane Rizzel > fits ac's to a coercer too

Granted I spelt "victim" wrong but it made me giggle.

Too bad I'm "BL;OACKED", not sure how I'm going to recover.

The new Jaguar has a name courtesy of Venom Orchid.

Space Cowboy, long may you violence