Archive for August, 2009

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Dog days

After what is now known as the “Faceplante” incident we have collectively moved into Egghelende, and boy do we like it here! After only a few days, the results have been remarkable.

I’ve been having fun on both my pilots, Helicity is probing around in her brand new Anathema, having already probed out a rival pirate’s safe and several mission runners with it, I love this sleek little monster.

Meanwhile, Nemain is prowling about in a monster of her own, I am loving the megathron for our gatecamping activities. Granted, blasters with AM are not the world’s greatest in the range department, but so far it’s been sufficient to blow the living daylights out of anything after warping onto the gate, they are only very rarely not in her deadly range. (And I do mean deadly, tech II large blasters hurt as hell!)

There is some smack in local from Eternal Perseverence guys, who now find themselves unable to probe missioners as they used to, and are too outnumbered by our rabid packs of lemmings to do anything but the odd station game involving Carriers. They are, to all extents and purposes, beaten and starving. I suspect they will disintegrate or move along shortly.

It feels as if the corp has made a major leap in the last few months, as Helmet remarked, it seems like only yesterday that we were all roaming around Auro in poorly skilled and fitted cruisers. All of the sudden, we have become the scary blob of bigass battleships, HICs, interceptors and stealth bombers.

And the fun has only just begun! So here’s a shoutout to the pythons, you guys are awesome fun to fly with, and our random TS banter and bullshit really makes me smile :)

Expect a more story-like blog soonish :)

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The Kill

After his unacceptable level of arrogance, and utterly rude behaviour towards out illustrious leader Spectre, it was decided python needed to teach Mr. Ken Plante of Egghelende a little lesson in manners.

A secretive plan was devised by our crafty brainy people to catch the perp in his brand new prototype Advanced Cruiser, so secretive that no one was even informed as to why we had large numbers of battleships moved into Gulmorogod…

…Even former python Nemain Darru flew in from the far reaches of the galaxy to bring a megathron to bear.

After some maneuvering an allied Raven engaged the local guristas as part of the trap, a cloaked Rapier-class of our fleet was cloaked off it’s bow.

After two hours of waiting, Ken’s associates appeared on the scanner, their scanprobes wheeling through the system in search of the Raven.

Un beknownst to mr. Plant, 9 Battleships and a pair of recons were holding on the gate one system over.

The proteus warped to the bait, and was surprised to find himself warp scrambled by his erstwhile prey!

and then… there was armageddon… the little ship stood no chance and disappeared almost without a trace in a furious inferno of missiles, torpedos, railgun blasts and burning lasers.

And with that, the kill was complete.