Whats this? A post?!

Why hello there my fellow compatriots. This is indeed a post and it is indeed on my blog.

As you may know I went away to play WoW, but here I am, back again... playing EvE. It was "inevitable" after all. So without further ado, here's a little story about what happened just a couple of hours ago.

NBSI

NBSI. Or for those not familiar with the EvE acronyms, it means Not Blue Shoot It. Which in our corp (the glorious The Python Cartel) it means you can shoot pretty much anything, because we have very very few blues, which means we have very few friends outside of the corp. Some might say were like the North Korea of EvE.

A few days ago, a pilot of ours, Apoctasy, decided to leave the corp for reasons of his own. This is fine by me, if your not having fun, or wanna try something different then more power to you. Apoctasy is a really cool guy and Ive flown with him alot of times. We killed loads of things together and had alot of fun.

Anyway today we were gathering the guys together to start a gate camp in our local system. Everyone else undocked and warped to the gate ahead of me, as I had to refit my ship. That ship happened to be my beloved Tempest, and since I've recently just gained the skilled to use T2 large artillery... well that means Ive stuck T2 Large artillery on pretty much every ship that can fit them.

So lagging behind the others, I finally get the permission to undock. As I begin to align to the gate I notice a hauler undocking too.

"Great, a chance to test my 1400mm's again"

As I start spamming the lock tab on my console, I notice the name of the pilot... Shaka Laka... an alt of Apoctasy, which he uses to move his ships around. Obviously he was moving his gear to his new home.

Now I'm faced with a tricky dilemma. On one hand its a free target, He isn't blue, and he probably has a ton of cash in there. On the other, if I do kill him, he will probably never talk to me again. It only took me a few seconds to make the decision however, and it resulted in this.

I called out on our comms channel for somebody to grab the loot for me. As my ship was rather quite fragile with this setup, having no tank whatsoever. Spectre3353 answered my call and quickly scooped anything of value from the wreck just before Apoctasy could try to salvage anything from it, in his nice shiny Reaper.

The Hauler was worth over 200million isk and I didn't feel even the slightest bit bad until Apoctasy came onto our comms channel and asked why the hell I blew up his hauler. I didn't quite know how to respond and I just mumbled something about him being a "free target". Soon after that Apoctasy's friend, Twicedasize, came onto the comms and also voiced his opinion. Apparently I was a jerk for blowing him up. Twicedasize is in our corp at the moment, and Ive also flown with him alot of times.

Am I really a Jerk? Or was it just a fair game. What would you have done?

Given the same choice again.. I don't think I'd have done what I did...

This time I'd have podded him too.

A little something sweeter..

So I've decided to take a break from EvE, which means this blog won't be updated until I decide to return.. I've fell in love with a game I used to play a while ago again, and it doesnt leave much time to play eve, apart from making changes to the skill queue.

In case your wondering the game is... well... I'm pretty sure you already know.. its World of Warcraft.

I'll be back someday, once I get bored of WoW again, which I almost certianly will.

Cu guys around o7.

If you cant beat 'em, join 'em...

For a long time I've lied to myself. For a long time I've been flying Crows, Claws, Stilettos pretending they were great interceptors. But now the charade is up.

About a week ago my skill training finished for the legendary Taranis. Ive always said it had nothing on the other Inties I could fly. Many a time I've had Spectre laugh at me, trying to get me to see what I'm missing out on.

Ever since I've been able to fly it, I haven't flown much else, and my conclusion is....

ITS THE GREATEST SHIP IN THE GAME. EVER. PERIOD.

What makes it so great you say?

Amazing dps for a frig, fast, full tackle, tanks well for a Inty, and it completely WRECKS any other interceptor. The only downside it has, is that it looks like the elephant man.

51 kills in it so far and yet to lose one.

So, if you like interceptors, and you cant fly a Taranis... my advice is...

... Train Galentee Frigate V... RIGHT NOW!

Clusterfuck

Clusterfuck.

I try to use good English on my blog, and rarely use any swear words. But today's title is the word that describes today's post most accurately.

There are several pirate corps in our area. They shoot us, we shoot them, its just one big, happy, free-for-all. But sometimes, when the situation sees fit, we pull together and point our guns at a common goal instead of each other.

It all started when we were sitting in a safe spot waiting out our timers, after we had just killed watched some guys Drake self destruct. Self destruct? yeah. You heard right. Golden helmet had the bright idea to make him eject from his ship, but we all failed to see the message were it said the Drake pilot had initiated self destruct.

So we were sitting there, praising GH about his wonderful ideas when a call came over the comms. It was Diva PRM from Quantar Swords.

"What the hell do they want?" I thought. "Their not usually the chatty type"

Accepting the call, I soon learned that Quantars had a Sandstorm. Archon tackled outside their home station. And Quantars wanted our help to kill it.

We don't get on well with Quantars, but I do have alot of respect for them. talking to Diva we made a temporary truce not to shoot each other if we came to help kill the Carrier.

I docked up my ship and quickly boarded and undocked my Tempest, then set a course for Propel Dynamics factory. Which is where the Carrier was said to be tackled.

Exiting warp I saw I wasn't alone. There was already 10+ ships shooting each other and it seemed that the Sandstorm. Archon had got some backup too. I watched to see which ship our temporary friends were shooting, and focused my fire on it. Which just happened to be the Archon.

A little while went by, and not much changed. We were shooting, they were shooting, but none of us were able to down anything due to the carrier repping capability. I thought about just deagressing, when a bunch of red entered system. Checking their info I saw they belonged to Bamboule, Carebear Stare, and Dirty Filthy Perverts. They landed outside the station with a couple of BS's and I assumed they were here to help us kill the Carrier as they didn't agress any of us at first. They opened up a cyno and they brought in a Carrier or two of their own. Still, they didnt shoot us.

So assuming the newly arrived pirates were just here to help, I continued to fire on the Carrier, just as it seemed the Archons tank was starting fail, I noticed one of the Bamboule guys lock me and open fire.

Maybe a mistake?

He fired again, totally destroying my shield. I saw several other Bambo, DFP, and CBS pilots lock me and I knew I was toast. Id had been called primary and their was nothing I could do about it. I overloaded my hardeners and armor repairers in a feeble attempt to maybe hold out long enough to deagress and dock, but it was hopeless. A few moments later my Tempest exploded and I was warping back to my home station in my pod.

Quantar, realising the newly arrived pirate gang wasnt here to help kill the carrier after all, started to deagress, then dock their ships up and it seemed the fight was over.

Looking back at the battle, I think I know why BAMBO, DFP, CBS, didnt shoot us at first. And that's because they also assumed we were on their side. They thought we were helping them to kill Quantar. As soon as they realised we were shooting their new friends, they turned their guns on us. Turning the battle into a clusterfuck.

So there we have it. The problem with being pirates is you can never be sure who's actually on your side and who isn't. I think from now on its better to not assume anything and if a bunch of reds turn up in local, its safe to assume they didn't come to help you out after all.