Being a director is not as easy as being a CEO I have found. Where as in Tough luck the corp’s direction I could change on whim, which I used to do quite regularly, but as a Director I am bound by the whims of the CEO. At first I tried to do a little minnie coupe by recruiting a load of people, throwing ideas about and generally being a pain in the ass. Whilst not malicious in intent, I do think I crossed the line at one/several points. Even though I was mouthing off about lack of communication I realised that I wasn’t actually listening to what anyone was saying. At the cost of a good friend (I hope I am wrong) perhaps I have learned another valuable lesson.
Section-X is moving up in the world, we have formally pledged our allegiance to Ashes to Agony [A2A] Alliance and have set in motion a series of events that look to change the face of our desired corner of the Cluster. I, on the orders of my CEO, headed up negotiations with a friendly carrier pilot and organised the logistics for the move. A time was set and I made available the necessary supplies for the operation. Even though we need to make another run at Logistics, we have gained invaluable experience in Logistics and hope to put this to good use in the coming months. Currently we are in negotiations to establish policy for Section-X’s plans from the fall to Christmas. Whilst our current short term plans are very important to us, we feel we need to allocate resources to the project. There will be slight deviation to the initial plan but version 2 will give us better capacity for profiteering. Of course one must not forget his bottom line. It must be said, but the recent move for our corperation has thinned the ranks and we’ve lost a few members, but it gives us a better view of who is dedicated to the cause and who is not.
This new plan will cover all aspects of life within the eve cluster, who knows what potential we could create. What we’re lacking is manpower, and someone to schedule the damm thing. It’s very hard to get a bunch of brigands to sit down and actually make some headway into the project.
P.S. Sorry for the large lull in the blog, a few RL issues ahd occurred and the blog was not maintained as it should of.
Wednesday, 23 July 2008
Saturday, 21 June 2008
The smell of death...
‘so guys, scared now are we?’ came the voice of their CEO over the local comms.
Me, vo1d, steve and spec are sitting 120km away from the M Corp blob of abaaddons. Apoc’s and another 10-15 assorted BC’s, cruisers and frigs. I am in my vaga and I’m annoyed as I had engaged a harbinger and got him down to 30% structure when the blob warped in and got a bit too close, those apoc’s were packing plenty of heavy neuts. Death to my vagabond. Yet, still I knew I could outsmart these rabid pack of corp drones. There was death in the air, and it would belong to me.
My scanners are going crazy trying to filter out the ships and designate easy targets. I get a return that sticks out from the crowd, it’s their CEO and he is outside in his retriever. Like any other self respecting corp. podding the CEO of an enemy corp is very much top of the pile. The honour and the glory are too great to ignore! I had a target, it was time to dance.
I engaged the MWD and decided to aim It straight through the heart of the blob, it was very risky but I knew it was the only to draw them out. I hit 6km/s and my vagabond tore through space, my computer warned me of ships aquiring lock but I didn’t care!! I glanced the shield of a myrmidon and shot off at a tangent, webifiers desperate to slow me down, but it was too late my momentum was far superior. My console lit up as an enemy heavy neutralizer destabilised my capacitor forcing the ship computer to vent the stored up energy. My overview registered tackle class ships vectoring in on my position, I was in trouble…
‘Fools’ I snigger.
The vagabonds advanced weapon system:
-Can fire at great ranges and do incredible damage.
-Can track frigates that get to cocky
And importantly...
-Can fire with zero capacitor.
I pick off several tacklers trying to engage me and just manage to keep the cruisers out of range. I’m winning, they are doing exactly what I want and I’m pulling them off the station and away from their CEO. I triangulate the position of the retriever and the battleship closest to him. I see a window of opportunity and pounce.
‘Warp drive engaging’
Notify: Equium Duo begins to warp scramble Amathiu M (M Corp)’
Victim: Amathius M
Ship: Retriever
Victim: Amathius M
Ship: POD
‘Duo how the fuck did you do that?’
Me, vo1d, steve and spec are sitting 120km away from the M Corp blob of abaaddons. Apoc’s and another 10-15 assorted BC’s, cruisers and frigs. I am in my vaga and I’m annoyed as I had engaged a harbinger and got him down to 30% structure when the blob warped in and got a bit too close, those apoc’s were packing plenty of heavy neuts. Death to my vagabond. Yet, still I knew I could outsmart these rabid pack of corp drones. There was death in the air, and it would belong to me.
My scanners are going crazy trying to filter out the ships and designate easy targets. I get a return that sticks out from the crowd, it’s their CEO and he is outside in his retriever. Like any other self respecting corp. podding the CEO of an enemy corp is very much top of the pile. The honour and the glory are too great to ignore! I had a target, it was time to dance.
I engaged the MWD and decided to aim It straight through the heart of the blob, it was very risky but I knew it was the only to draw them out. I hit 6km/s and my vagabond tore through space, my computer warned me of ships aquiring lock but I didn’t care!! I glanced the shield of a myrmidon and shot off at a tangent, webifiers desperate to slow me down, but it was too late my momentum was far superior. My console lit up as an enemy heavy neutralizer destabilised my capacitor forcing the ship computer to vent the stored up energy. My overview registered tackle class ships vectoring in on my position, I was in trouble…
‘Fools’ I snigger.
The vagabonds advanced weapon system:
-Can fire at great ranges and do incredible damage.
-Can track frigates that get to cocky
And importantly...
-Can fire with zero capacitor.
I pick off several tacklers trying to engage me and just manage to keep the cruisers out of range. I’m winning, they are doing exactly what I want and I’m pulling them off the station and away from their CEO. I triangulate the position of the retriever and the battleship closest to him. I see a window of opportunity and pounce.
‘Warp drive engaging’
Notify: Equium Duo begins to warp scramble Amathiu M (M Corp)’
Victim: Amathius M
Ship: Retriever
Victim: Amathius M
Ship: POD
‘Duo how the fuck did you do that?’
Thursday, 5 June 2008
Me myself and my 425mm Autocannon II’s
So it was with sad news I report that I had lost my very well equipped vagabond, some war targets had bribed the docking crews in the University of Caille, station I had docked at, they had ejected me during a routine diagnostic into waiting war targets. My mostly t2 poly vaga blown to smithereens, quickly followed by my POD. The ‘independent’ investigator found no trace of mishap, even though my logs clearly showed no authorised undock command given. I had to swallow the loss. Ship, implants, the lot!
I was down on cash and could not afford a new poly vaga, so I looked through my ship hanger and found a Hurricane that had one of the engines cut right off when I was retreating from an engagement against an Amarr pilot a few months back, I had neglected to repair it at the time as I had neither the cash nor the incentive. But after recently acquiring max certification in Battlecruiser command via my Command Ship Skill plan, I decided that maybe a few weeks back in the saddle of a BC class ship would go well to re-acquainting me with current piloting techniques.
I liaised with my local station manager and my personnel Senior Engineer and drew up plans for ‘Mr Happy’ the Hurricane Class combat vessel. So a rather large and ‘exotic’ shopping list was drawn up of all the best t2 mods one could acquire in the local trade hub of Alentene. I authorised payment and my engineering team (a very worthwhile investment I might add) got to work and a 24 shift pattern was drawn up to get me into space as soon as possible. I caught up on my lesson plan for a side project I have been quietly progressing whilst my team got down and did the dirty work. 32H later and Mr Happy sped out of station at best speed and got flashed by the local undock speed camera… fortunately one of my maintenance staff had recently painted over my ships identifier tag to mirror that of a crazy cat lady who flew around Pator in a shuttle carrying nothing but cats and cat food. I chuckled when I recalled our encounter when she had signalled for assistance when her small fusion reactor had popped a valve, 15 cats had been instantly vaporised as well as grilling the remaining 75. My second in command had nightmares for weeks…
The ship thrusted into warp and dropped out at alarming speed in a nearby asteroid, I’d forgotten how aggressive this ship was, a local mining ship was busy chewing through the local veldspar. I flagged him for possible future harassment; next belt was a little more promising. 3 members from CZ manufacturing had been harassing a couple of miners and stolen some of their equipment. Threats and abuse were being bounced between the miners and combat pilots and as such the CZ corpies did not notice me slip in and grab it. It became a face off between me in Mr Happy, versus two vexor’s and a thorax. A pretty fair fight in my opinion! The battle begun and the thorax flew straight at me. My guns took a few seconds to spin up but they soon started to eat through the ammo clip that was attached to it, 6 rounds of Hail a second came pouring out of the guns and tore into the thorax, the shields held up reasonably well but as soon as they caught a whiff of something solid the fiery end soon followed. The immensely powerful Hail tore right through the thorax separating the front nacelle from the engine bays, Oxygen poured out of the ship before the fusion reactor erupted in a bright flash. Next up was vexor number one the ship lasted less than 10s before one of my rounds hit a weak spot in the rear superstructure causing its antimatter reserves to react causing the most beautiful green-white flash and cloud. Vexor three was a bit of a tough guy, managing nearly 20s under direct fire from my t2 auto cannons. At the end of the fight their 3 pods just sat there waiting for death, that or they were just too awe-struck by the majestic presence of Mr Happy. One can only imagine.
I returned to a purple faced senior engineer, he had heard about the encounter over the local sub-light frequencies and was furious that I had taken Mr Happy into such an intense field test on her first outing. I congratulated him on a job well done, slipped a tenner in his front shirt pocket and gave him the rest of the day off for putting together such a superb fit. As for the rest of my engineering crew I sent down a large buffet from the third finest restraint in the station for them to munch on and set them to light domestic duties in the hanger. Morale was good and I was very much Mr Happy.
I was down on cash and could not afford a new poly vaga, so I looked through my ship hanger and found a Hurricane that had one of the engines cut right off when I was retreating from an engagement against an Amarr pilot a few months back, I had neglected to repair it at the time as I had neither the cash nor the incentive. But after recently acquiring max certification in Battlecruiser command via my Command Ship Skill plan, I decided that maybe a few weeks back in the saddle of a BC class ship would go well to re-acquainting me with current piloting techniques.
I liaised with my local station manager and my personnel Senior Engineer and drew up plans for ‘Mr Happy’ the Hurricane Class combat vessel. So a rather large and ‘exotic’ shopping list was drawn up of all the best t2 mods one could acquire in the local trade hub of Alentene. I authorised payment and my engineering team (a very worthwhile investment I might add) got to work and a 24 shift pattern was drawn up to get me into space as soon as possible. I caught up on my lesson plan for a side project I have been quietly progressing whilst my team got down and did the dirty work. 32H later and Mr Happy sped out of station at best speed and got flashed by the local undock speed camera… fortunately one of my maintenance staff had recently painted over my ships identifier tag to mirror that of a crazy cat lady who flew around Pator in a shuttle carrying nothing but cats and cat food. I chuckled when I recalled our encounter when she had signalled for assistance when her small fusion reactor had popped a valve, 15 cats had been instantly vaporised as well as grilling the remaining 75. My second in command had nightmares for weeks…
The ship thrusted into warp and dropped out at alarming speed in a nearby asteroid, I’d forgotten how aggressive this ship was, a local mining ship was busy chewing through the local veldspar. I flagged him for possible future harassment; next belt was a little more promising. 3 members from CZ manufacturing had been harassing a couple of miners and stolen some of their equipment. Threats and abuse were being bounced between the miners and combat pilots and as such the CZ corpies did not notice me slip in and grab it. It became a face off between me in Mr Happy, versus two vexor’s and a thorax. A pretty fair fight in my opinion! The battle begun and the thorax flew straight at me. My guns took a few seconds to spin up but they soon started to eat through the ammo clip that was attached to it, 6 rounds of Hail a second came pouring out of the guns and tore into the thorax, the shields held up reasonably well but as soon as they caught a whiff of something solid the fiery end soon followed. The immensely powerful Hail tore right through the thorax separating the front nacelle from the engine bays, Oxygen poured out of the ship before the fusion reactor erupted in a bright flash. Next up was vexor number one the ship lasted less than 10s before one of my rounds hit a weak spot in the rear superstructure causing its antimatter reserves to react causing the most beautiful green-white flash and cloud. Vexor three was a bit of a tough guy, managing nearly 20s under direct fire from my t2 auto cannons. At the end of the fight their 3 pods just sat there waiting for death, that or they were just too awe-struck by the majestic presence of Mr Happy. One can only imagine.
I returned to a purple faced senior engineer, he had heard about the encounter over the local sub-light frequencies and was furious that I had taken Mr Happy into such an intense field test on her first outing. I congratulated him on a job well done, slipped a tenner in his front shirt pocket and gave him the rest of the day off for putting together such a superb fit. As for the rest of my engineering crew I sent down a large buffet from the third finest restraint in the station for them to munch on and set them to light domestic duties in the hanger. Morale was good and I was very much Mr Happy.
Tuesday, 20 May 2008
My poor poor hurricane...
Where to begin, we’ve had a busy week! Started off with a few light skirmishes, nothing to write home about. But! We were engaged by a Sleipnir, Lachesis, Raven and Domi. And we killed them all!!! Thus representing the first command ship kill for section X, and tbh it was easier than we thought. Although his fit was a little unusual! The Sleipnir also dropped a faction nano, but upon closer inspection the faction nano seems like a waste of money.
We have been declared upon by ReBirth; Vo1d had a small entanglement with them a few weeks back and lost his BS, so we knew there was history. These guys mean business, Navy Mega’s, command ships and a gaggle of HAC’s and recons. We were not going to do well. But still we undocked in super secret section x formation 5 beta 3. It went surprisingly well, we knew we’d either win or die horribly, Turns out that whilst we did not win, we didn’t die horribly, Spec went down after taking a mammoth beating. Tactics were revised and we hope to fly that way again soon. We also have a new recruit, akuma. He was a guy recruited from eve-pirate.com (check the link) and we greeted him as any normal recruit, but it soon turned out he was more than capable at holding his own, he had a good idea about fittings and was good under pressure, Days later we welcomed him as a full member!! Woo!
More sad news. During a brain storming session, myself, pax and akuma forged a ferox fitting since the new hull upgrades it has received have made it quite competent. Initial tests look good and we decided to move ahead into a fleet operation. I oversaw the operation from my Hurricane whilst those two performed the relevant operational qualification tests. An enemy curse was visible from the station, and I took the opportunity to try and kill the curse. I happened to have a bookmark in close prosimity to the curse, and me and akuma warped off to get into position. Pax held on station ready to fly in. When we landed we were 40kms from the curse, I sensed trouble and ordered a retreat. It was too late akuma was neuted and tackled. I tried to engage the curse in an attempt to scare it off, when local begun to fill with war targets. A navy megathron came out of warp on my port bow, I was scrammed ordered my cane out of the battlefield at best speed. A sacrilege class heavy assault ship began to orbit me and pummel me with its heavy assault missiles. I exchanged fire for a good 30s, but with the sacrilege in the last remnants of armor one of the enemy hit a critical blow to my fusion reactor, the ship blew apart instantly rocketing my pod into local space battered and barely intact. Luckily I managed to pilot the small craft back to a nearby station for critical repairs.
I really liked that hurricane….
We have been declared upon by ReBirth; Vo1d had a small entanglement with them a few weeks back and lost his BS, so we knew there was history. These guys mean business, Navy Mega’s, command ships and a gaggle of HAC’s and recons. We were not going to do well. But still we undocked in super secret section x formation 5 beta 3. It went surprisingly well, we knew we’d either win or die horribly, Turns out that whilst we did not win, we didn’t die horribly, Spec went down after taking a mammoth beating. Tactics were revised and we hope to fly that way again soon. We also have a new recruit, akuma. He was a guy recruited from eve-pirate.com (check the link) and we greeted him as any normal recruit, but it soon turned out he was more than capable at holding his own, he had a good idea about fittings and was good under pressure, Days later we welcomed him as a full member!! Woo!
More sad news. During a brain storming session, myself, pax and akuma forged a ferox fitting since the new hull upgrades it has received have made it quite competent. Initial tests look good and we decided to move ahead into a fleet operation. I oversaw the operation from my Hurricane whilst those two performed the relevant operational qualification tests. An enemy curse was visible from the station, and I took the opportunity to try and kill the curse. I happened to have a bookmark in close prosimity to the curse, and me and akuma warped off to get into position. Pax held on station ready to fly in. When we landed we were 40kms from the curse, I sensed trouble and ordered a retreat. It was too late akuma was neuted and tackled. I tried to engage the curse in an attempt to scare it off, when local begun to fill with war targets. A navy megathron came out of warp on my port bow, I was scrammed ordered my cane out of the battlefield at best speed. A sacrilege class heavy assault ship began to orbit me and pummel me with its heavy assault missiles. I exchanged fire for a good 30s, but with the sacrilege in the last remnants of armor one of the enemy hit a critical blow to my fusion reactor, the ship blew apart instantly rocketing my pod into local space battered and barely intact. Luckily I managed to pilot the small craft back to a nearby station for critical repairs.
I really liked that hurricane….
Wednesday, 14 May 2008
A brief update
It’s been a little quiet lately in section X, RL stuff and a slight downtime between wars has meant people not being as active as they once were, me included. But hopefully that will change tomight as we war dec another empire corperation, this time we have chosen again some pvp’ers. The horror! Should be an all round better fight with much fun involved as intel suggests that like us, they fly in solo and/or pair form with the occasional roaming gang.
I have continued the ongoing effort of fleshing out my ship reserves, I now have a sniper ship added to the arsenal of death! I look forward to using it, hopefully if I can convince someone to tackle at a gate for me I can bring down the pain!
Well this is just a short post more to follow!
I have continued the ongoing effort of fleshing out my ship reserves, I now have a sniper ship added to the arsenal of death! I look forward to using it, hopefully if I can convince someone to tackle at a gate for me I can bring down the pain!
Well this is just a short post more to follow!
Friday, 9 May 2008
0.0 roam...
Had a little roam into 0.0 the other day, Section-X are good friend with Interimo, and as such I have wanted to do something with them so they are not just blue pluses on my overview but people I know and fly with. Steve had informed me that Interimo were flying ops into the Provence region up past amarr empire space. Eager to fly with our new friends I hooked up with the t1 cruiser gang and made my way up to the staging station in Esa, 21 jumps away. I arrived in good time and prepped my crew for combat.
‘Equium here, Ruppie ready and waiting’
‘Cool you can be our dps, me and space are in intie and lowrider is in an ishkur’ replied suitonia, damn looks like this was a t2 frig op, I’d of been much happier in my jag or hyena for this. Aah well it will be fun.
First off we need to move through sylph and CVA space in providence, then into catch before finally ending up in Provence. It was an exciting journey; we nearly jumped into a large 24man camp, which then chased us 3-4 jumps before losing interest. Then we found a domi, I was reluctant to engage as I was in no doubt that I would be primary to its vicious drones and neuts. It died pretty much without my help. Then we engaged a raven on a gate, it aggressed, then de-aggressed then jumped. A few locals set up camp on the gate and we were at stalemate. A hyena class ewar frig was zooming around and I thought he might be cocky enough to tackle my ruppie
. I was right and he died. Lowsec foolishly got caught and was killed.
We got bored soon enough and started on the trek home, we tried to intercept a hawk that was ratting but missed him. Then 3j later there was a massive gate camp, space promptly lost his crow and I believe suitonia was killed and podded. Leaving me in my dmg’d ruppie and space in his pod. I decided to engage. I waited on the gate with a stiletto and Ishtar knowing what was on the other side. I jumped in, and MWD’d for the gate, I reached jump distance as I entered the last scraps of armor, but decided against jumping, I then got myself podded and saved myself the 32j trip home. Fun all around.
Things got worse,
Section X decided to field a formidable fleet to head down to WT’s lair 4-5 jumps out. So we were a bit scattered but finally pulled together to make our way down. En route we became bored and The Devil flipped some cans. He was promptly engaged by a thorax as I spotted a navy issue mega jumping in and converging on his position. We thought our 4 BS in support would win the day, but it seems the mega’s tank was god-like, with The devil unable to get him past 1/5th armor. Then our rep BS started running out of Boosters, then we did run out of Boosters and had to abandon The Devil, for fear of losing our own BS. It was a strategic retreat which spec and I were not proud of, and stubborn as always Lord Void our CEO remained till his untimely end... A sad day, 2 BS losses and zero kills. I Logged unhappy! Spec and I have agreed to spend some cash getting Void back up and running, as the devil has already a ship set up in reserve.
In other news I am touching up on support skills, and possibly pushing for interceptors as they seem like wonderful ships to fly. I’m also considering Cross training into another race of ships. I am currently torn between caldari and gallante. Both have their charms, and of course both have their draw backs.
Caldari:
Pros:
Excellent Recon ships,
Excellent Mission ships,
Fleet BS ‘Rohk’ is rather nice, even when equipped for close range.
Cons:
HAC’s leave a lot to be desired,
My missile skills are lacking
My shield skills are not stellar
They are so SLOOOOW!
Gallente:
Pros:
Fantastic HAC’s
Fantastic Command Ships
BS are awesome win machines
Whilst my hybrid skills are lacking, my gun skills are very good.
When I go capital their caps are very very good
Cons:
Recons Suck
I need MOAR drone skills
Everyone flies gallante, although everyone flies minnie too.
Anyway decisions decisions. I am leaning towards gallante for the in your face DPS pwnage, but the lure of missions and those sexy sexy recons is nearly too much!
‘Equium here, Ruppie ready and waiting’
‘Cool you can be our dps, me and space are in intie and lowrider is in an ishkur’ replied suitonia, damn looks like this was a t2 frig op, I’d of been much happier in my jag or hyena for this. Aah well it will be fun.
First off we need to move through sylph and CVA space in providence, then into catch before finally ending up in Provence. It was an exciting journey; we nearly jumped into a large 24man camp, which then chased us 3-4 jumps before losing interest. Then we found a domi, I was reluctant to engage as I was in no doubt that I would be primary to its vicious drones and neuts. It died pretty much without my help. Then we engaged a raven on a gate, it aggressed, then de-aggressed then jumped. A few locals set up camp on the gate and we were at stalemate. A hyena class ewar frig was zooming around and I thought he might be cocky enough to tackle my ruppie
. I was right and he died. Lowsec foolishly got caught and was killed.
We got bored soon enough and started on the trek home, we tried to intercept a hawk that was ratting but missed him. Then 3j later there was a massive gate camp, space promptly lost his crow and I believe suitonia was killed and podded. Leaving me in my dmg’d ruppie and space in his pod. I decided to engage. I waited on the gate with a stiletto and Ishtar knowing what was on the other side. I jumped in, and MWD’d for the gate, I reached jump distance as I entered the last scraps of armor, but decided against jumping, I then got myself podded and saved myself the 32j trip home. Fun all around.
Things got worse,
Section X decided to field a formidable fleet to head down to WT’s lair 4-5 jumps out. So we were a bit scattered but finally pulled together to make our way down. En route we became bored and The Devil flipped some cans. He was promptly engaged by a thorax as I spotted a navy issue mega jumping in and converging on his position. We thought our 4 BS in support would win the day, but it seems the mega’s tank was god-like, with The devil unable to get him past 1/5th armor. Then our rep BS started running out of Boosters, then we did run out of Boosters and had to abandon The Devil, for fear of losing our own BS. It was a strategic retreat which spec and I were not proud of, and stubborn as always Lord Void our CEO remained till his untimely end... A sad day, 2 BS losses and zero kills. I Logged unhappy! Spec and I have agreed to spend some cash getting Void back up and running, as the devil has already a ship set up in reserve.
In other news I am touching up on support skills, and possibly pushing for interceptors as they seem like wonderful ships to fly. I’m also considering Cross training into another race of ships. I am currently torn between caldari and gallante. Both have their charms, and of course both have their draw backs.
Caldari:
Pros:
Excellent Recon ships,
Excellent Mission ships,
Fleet BS ‘Rohk’ is rather nice, even when equipped for close range.
Cons:
HAC’s leave a lot to be desired,
My missile skills are lacking
My shield skills are not stellar
They are so SLOOOOW!
Gallente:
Pros:
Fantastic HAC’s
Fantastic Command Ships
BS are awesome win machines
Whilst my hybrid skills are lacking, my gun skills are very good.
When I go capital their caps are very very good
Cons:
Recons Suck
I need MOAR drone skills
Everyone flies gallante, although everyone flies minnie too.
Anyway decisions decisions. I am leaning towards gallante for the in your face DPS pwnage, but the lure of missions and those sexy sexy recons is nearly too much!
Tuesday, 6 May 2008
A bitter end and a fresh new beggining
So here I am, I have taken a bitter blow and suffered a tremendous loss!!! We were at war with Universal Securities, who are good pilots, and I was out trying to catch a nano’d rifter in my vaga, I had the speed but he was always far enough away to align and run, Anyway caught him at the gate into alentene, but he jumped through. No problem I had other activities planned. I returned to the station and initiated auto dock, my guns were still ‘hot’ (a slang term thrown around by the dock/gate crews who refer to the build-up of energy after a gun has been recently fired) so was refused docking for the moment, I held in space on the dock ramp waiting for entry. I hit the dock request a few minutes later and was accepted. I confirmed I was in dry dock when I had to disconnect the feed due to unknown interference (RL stuff). My CEO also confirmed I had docked and not emergency warped. Upon my reconnection I noticed I was not in the dry dock but sitting in a clone vat, totally bewildered. I immediately tried to reconnect to my original clone but was met with disastrous news. My POD had been destroyed along with my ship, in what appears to be space? Another check confirms that I was killed by war targets outside in space. I have initiated an immediate investigation into the fault (petition) and am hoping to here from an independent investigator (GM) when he has more news.
For now I am not at my best as I had previously splashed out on some very nice custom implants giving a boost to my current skill set. I was also without my vagabond, it was a glorious ship and I miss it very much. I have replaced her with a rupture, which I lost, before settling on my Hurricane. Now this truly is a damage dealing beast of unknown proportions! During initial testing I was reportedly dealing approximately 600dps raw, against a dual repped myrmidon. So I was not using a ship with no style.
My first engagement went rather well. I had finished certification in cloaking to be able to use the covert ops cloak, and thus extending my ship capabilities to the rapier class force recon. A fearsome ship it is able to webb a target in a dense cloud of electro-magnetic radiation that effectively turns the space around it into a dens sludge rendering it practically immobile. As a bonus it can do this at huge ranges thanks to its specialised electronic subsystems.
Whilst scouting alentene local chatter was flaring as a trio of CZ manufacturing corpies had stolen items of value from a local mining corp. Needless to say I was outraged someone was invading our turf. I positioned myself in the belt and stole the offending item, and cloaked again. This summoned a swift response from CZ a small fleet of two vexor's and a thorax emerged from a warp tunnel. I engaged and was able to hold my position for quite sometime before I retreated. Terena, an interceptor pilot in my corp, reported they were still in the belt. I ordered him to disrupt their operations long enough for me to return in the hurricane. He did just that. When I slipped out of dry dock, I noticed the hurricane had severe armor damage from a previous operational test. I decided to risk the ship for the kill, I was bloodthirsty!!
Terena arranged the warp in and signalled with a lonely ‘x.’ as I burst out of warp I found myself 12km from the first vexor. I engaged and with 15s the vexor was aflame, I left my drones to finish the job and moved on the thorax. As soon as I was in range my guns split the thorax in half in less than 20s, a mighty shockwave rippled through the belt. The third vexor was also dust before I had even finished getting into position. My ship had sustained much dmg and was in structure, but she lived! I began scooping loot when my ship scanners noticed a large hostile target tearing out of warp. An Ishtar class heavy assault cruiser was screaming at me at an almighty speed! The hurricane just managed to get me into warp as the Ishtar entered the fringes of warp scram range. A lucky escape! I retired for the evening satisfied with the day’s events!
For now I am not at my best as I had previously splashed out on some very nice custom implants giving a boost to my current skill set. I was also without my vagabond, it was a glorious ship and I miss it very much. I have replaced her with a rupture, which I lost, before settling on my Hurricane. Now this truly is a damage dealing beast of unknown proportions! During initial testing I was reportedly dealing approximately 600dps raw, against a dual repped myrmidon. So I was not using a ship with no style.
My first engagement went rather well. I had finished certification in cloaking to be able to use the covert ops cloak, and thus extending my ship capabilities to the rapier class force recon. A fearsome ship it is able to webb a target in a dense cloud of electro-magnetic radiation that effectively turns the space around it into a dens sludge rendering it practically immobile. As a bonus it can do this at huge ranges thanks to its specialised electronic subsystems.
Whilst scouting alentene local chatter was flaring as a trio of CZ manufacturing corpies had stolen items of value from a local mining corp. Needless to say I was outraged someone was invading our turf. I positioned myself in the belt and stole the offending item, and cloaked again. This summoned a swift response from CZ a small fleet of two vexor's and a thorax emerged from a warp tunnel. I engaged and was able to hold my position for quite sometime before I retreated. Terena, an interceptor pilot in my corp, reported they were still in the belt. I ordered him to disrupt their operations long enough for me to return in the hurricane. He did just that. When I slipped out of dry dock, I noticed the hurricane had severe armor damage from a previous operational test. I decided to risk the ship for the kill, I was bloodthirsty!!
Terena arranged the warp in and signalled with a lonely ‘x.’ as I burst out of warp I found myself 12km from the first vexor. I engaged and with 15s the vexor was aflame, I left my drones to finish the job and moved on the thorax. As soon as I was in range my guns split the thorax in half in less than 20s, a mighty shockwave rippled through the belt. The third vexor was also dust before I had even finished getting into position. My ship had sustained much dmg and was in structure, but she lived! I began scooping loot when my ship scanners noticed a large hostile target tearing out of warp. An Ishtar class heavy assault cruiser was screaming at me at an almighty speed! The hurricane just managed to get me into warp as the Ishtar entered the fringes of warp scram range. A lucky escape! I retired for the evening satisfied with the day’s events!
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