Posts Tagged ‘PvP’

An ideal start

Posted: 2011/09/14 by evilsilents in Activities
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Here’s the TL;DR:

  • Bruce joins Kadavr Black Guard for some PvP and Faction War action
  • Bruce relocates his Sabre
  • Shaz delivers a Rifter
  • Bruce flies said Rifter to new HQ
  • Bruce undocks Rifter from new HQ, to find flashy Vengeance
  • Bruce coolly ctrl-spaces, waits out his timer, and docks
  • Bruce approaches docking perimeter
  • Bruce’s human says a very bad and largely incoherent sentence, including the words f&$%, c#*^ and kickout
  • Bruce’s Rifter melts
  • Bruce’s GTFO tab lags out
  • Bruce’s pod melts along with his full set of +4s
  • Bruce has unexpectedly awesome first day in corp

A Night of Firsts

Posted: 2011/08/08 by evilsilents in Activities
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Plas was online, I had a new lowsec Sabre fit I wanted to try.  That’s pretty much all the excuse we needed for a roam :)  Dual-boxing Bruce in the Sabre and my alt in a covops in case we needed probes proved to be both challenging and rewarding.

Just a few jumps from home Plas caught a Merlin napping in an anomaly.  Unfortunately the Sabre was too big for the gate, so Plas had to burn him solo without me whoring the killmail.  Plas is such a nice pirate, he even finished the guy’s mission for him during his GCC.  Bless.  He was kinda new.

More jumps, yada yada, nothing. I did have a flashy cane try to alpha me at a gate, knocking off half the Sabre’s shields before I jumped, and Plas almost caught a Manticore, but otherwise it wasn’t until I’d docked up at home and Plas just nipped into the next door pocket that we noticed a Thorax in a mission.  Screw bedtime, let’s break out those probes.

Plas narrowed him down with D-scan to somewhere on a line from the sun to the gate, 12AU from the sun and slightly below ecliptic. Not wanting to spook the cruiser, he jumped out and my alt came in with his pimp Sisters-fit Cheetah.  Starting at the recommended spot at 2AU and working fast, nothing on the first scan. Up to 4AU, a double ping. Now he knows we’re here if he’s on the ball. Refine, resize (THANK YOU CCP for the new resize controls) and shortly had him 100%. Quick bookmark and recall probes, and warp in cloaked for a look.

Acceleration gate. OK, now he’s seen probes and he’s got a Cheetah on d-scan. But he’s still there.  Warp in, cloaking en route, and there he is – 100km away, in a cloud of wrecks and fighting 3 battleships.  Too close for a warp-in, we’ll have to charge it and hope he’s asleep.

I park the alt and focus on Bruce, jumping the Sabre in and warping with Plas to the alt, jumping the gate on contact.  MWD on, almost certain that we’ll be blue-balled as the Thorax would surely notice 2 ships on grid, including a feared Dramiel now hair on fire coming at him at over 5km/sec. 75km… 50km… 30km… point. We couldn’t believe it.

A tech 1 fitted Thorax against a Dram and Sabre was only ever going to end one way.  He was cool about it, and we had a little dig at his corpie in system who didn’t even undock.

My first dual-box kill, and first kill in the lowsec fit Sabre (all my others have been bubblies). First kill I’ve personally probed down.  Plas’s first cruiser kill in the Dramiel. Win.

To quote Lady Shaniqua: GF GF

Fight or Goodnight?

Posted: 2011/08/04 by evilsilents in Activities
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Plas and I went on a roam last night, just two Wolfs (wolves?) looking for trouble. Well, we found it in Old Man Star.

It was towards the end of the roam and we’d had a few little encounters – e.g. I’d been on grid at a planet with a flashy Merlin and sorely tempted to engage, but we were almost certain he had friends among the other ten pilots in system so left it.  But as usually happens, you get more aggressive as the roam draws to a close.  I’d much rather go home in a pod than not get a fight at all.

So Plas baited a Dramiel.

I was the next system over, waiting on the gate, and jumped in the second Plas said he had the Dram scrammed. Turns out the Dram was AB/scram fit – once I landed with my web (no scram as I was working with Plas) he’d be toast.  Unfortunately by the time I landed, the Dram’s Warrior II’s had almost finished eating Plas and I just got time to web and orbit the Dram and target the last drone before Plas popped.

The Dram still had speed on me, even webbed.  I popped the last drone and, after what felt like an age but was probably about 5 seconds, remembered to fire at the Dramiel and overheated everything I had.  He was eating into my armour and I was barely scratching his shield – what was going on?

Figuring that he had 150mm’s on, and could thus track me no matter how fast I was orbiting, I decided to kite him and minimise my own transversal to bring the power of my 4x200mm’s to bear.  I hit approach on a gate and he settled in about 8km behind me.  Now it was down to DPS and tank, where the Wolf should have an edge.  The Dram, remember, could disengage at any time as I had no scram.

It still wasn’t happening.  My Republic Fleet EMP was working, but nowhere near as well as I’d expected, even at the limit of my first falloff; and his 150’s should have been even worse.  it took an age, but eventually…

Yes, he got me just as I got him into armour.  All I can think is that I accidentally burned out my guns; but also if he was flying this fit (from his previous losses) he had about 12K EHP against EM to my 6K against thermal.

GFs in local, another good learning experience all round, and Plas got some good insights about fighting with his Birthday Dramiel.  HB mate :)


  • If you’re going to bait, bait close to the gate your support is at to minimise time in warp.
  • Watch overheat once it’s on – burnt out guns are worse than unheated ones.
  • Warrior II’s eat Matar ships.
  • Check killboards before engaging – we could have checked the Dram’s likely fit before the fight.
  • Dramiels are dangerous.

o/ silents

a good roam

Posted: 2011/07/30 by evilsilents in Activities
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We headed up the pipe again to Old Man Star tonight; the usual suspects plus our latest recruit.  On the way Plas managed to locate a Gila in an anomaly, but the fight didn’t go as well as planned.  The Gila let him come, then released the hounds. The  Warriors made short work of the buffer-fit Wolf, and he waved us off before the rest of us jumped into the room.

We scratched around for a replacement ship, myself finding an active armour Rifter gathering dust in a nearby hangar.  Plas took point again and we continued up the pipe.  Meanwhile we had some gate games with a flashy Hurricane, but as we’d seen his pack a few jumps back we didn’t take his bait.

A Tristan in Heydieles caught our attention and we checked him out.  2003 toon, flashy, in a Tristan?  Killboard check.  Obvious bait is obvious.  We made the decision to engage anyway, and Plas made a textbook tackle while we all jumped in.  It was a long warp from the gate though, and my failfit Rifter popped just as Brep and I landed, out of scram range.  The Tristan made good his escape, GFs in local, and we made our way back home, Plas scouting in his pod.

We continued to scout surrounding systems, but it wasn’t until we got home that we got some action.  Jeffers learned an important lesson about face-checking belts, losing his Catalyst and pod to a cloaky Tengu and his buddy in a Cyclone.  I got made on the gate shortly after, the Cyclone jumping straight through for a double-gate trap while the Tengu locked me on the home side.  I decided to take my chances with the Cyclone rather than an insta-lock Tengu, waiting for the Tengu to aggress before I jumped through to prevent him following.  I’d like to see a Cyclone that can catch a Wolf.

Ten minutes later once the Cyclone had left the gate, I had another crack at getting home, but the Tengu was waiting and locked again; this time leaving me locked, scrammed and taking missiles 15km off the gate.  Another Tengu warped on grid as I reapproached.  This time I broke cloak immediately before the 2nd Tengu could follow and decided to dock up for the night.  I count surviving that as a win :)

Good roam, good lessons in mechanics and fleet discipline all around, especially for the new guys. Shame about the lossmails, but as my ice hockey coach used to say: if you ain’t falling over you ain’t trying hard enough.

this is what we do to poor defenceless miners

Posted: 2011/07/26 by evilsilents in Activities
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Splode them.

Wtf you’d be solo mining in lowsec baffles me.  Not a word in local from him, though he did warp his pod out and then, strangely, back to the wreck.  Macroer?  I had to laugh though when I checked the stats of his alliance.

Few milestones here: Bruce is, for the first time, negative sec (-0.01!).  It was Kim’s first kill, and Brep’s first in a long while.

Fun little roam up through Old Man Star and back through upper Placid.  OMS was disappointing as usual.  Maybe it’s just our timezone.

pwn… pwnt… pwnd… pwnage

Posted: 2011/07/25 by evilsilents in Activities
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Killboard.  At least I had the presence of mind to get my pods out.

Story tomorrow. Busy licking my wounds.

*the next day*

Sometimes it takes a shock to revive old instincts.

In my case, sometimes it takes a 110 million ISK loss of 2 ships to remind me that a single positive-sec pilot in lowsec just might have a nasty surprise in wait for me.

So I scanned down our new 0.2 sec home before downtime last night. 2 mag sites, a ladar, a grav and a class 3 wormhole. I hit one of the mags (disappointing loot) and decided I would hit the second mag straight after DT, then jump both toons into the C3 to find shenanigans.

Servers up, Shaz’s ratting Cane out, into the mag site and salvage ahoy.  Maybe I’ll get another faction BPC one day, like the Dram I found on my first ever mag site.  Bruce sitting on the entry gate to our pocket in his Hound. Routine.

Local blips. Mr joor metafor, a single positive-sec pilot, jumps in. I’ve seen him before though have never seen what he flies. Probably a covops right, scanning for whatever carebears scan for (Fail #0: a simple check of would have warned me of what was to come). Nothing on d-scan, carry on. I’m in a difficult-to-scan mag site, I’ve got some time.

Of course the mag site might be difficult to scan, but a Cane isn’t. Fail #1 – assumption error. And for some idiotic reason, Shaz doesn’t have probes on her ratting overview. Fail #2 – overview laziness.

A short time later, the hairs go up on my neck. Maybe it’s not such a great idea to be here alone; our +1 is still in system. Screw it, only a few more cans to go. I warp Bruce in cloak to 100 off Shaz in the mag site. Fail #3 – why not closer? Why not dock up the cane?

Then it happens: it turns out joor flies an Arazu. Which points the (arty fit) Cane 40km out and proceeds to damp the shit out of me.

I try to burn out of point/damp range, he’s too fast. This was when I really could have used Bruce in close; a point, TP and three Caldari Navy Bane torps would have made the fight more interesting for the Arazu. Screw him then – he wants to fight, I’ll give him one. I hit Bruce for a 20km orbit to get under his damps (still in cloak, 90km off) approach in AB on Shaz and switch to Tremor, still trying to lock through the haze of EWAR. Drones out ready, pinging D-scan. Nothing, and no more in local.

As I burned the Cane in to pound the Arazu, hoping that he doesn’t have the cap to run all those damps plus prop and point (losing any of which would improve my survival chances) he plays his joker. A cyno. Oh… bollocks. Hello Mr Musori Smorgasbord in a Widow. I still can’t lock the Arazu, so I go for a close orbit on the Widow and pound it with Quake and Hobgoblin II’s. Maybe he doesn’t have a tank. I’m in armour, and so far it’s holding.

And then I start getting Hammerhead II’s from the Arazu, and Caldari Navy Mjolnir’s from the Widow. The tank no longer holding, I need a distraction. (Fail #4 – I didn’t overheat the repper).

Uncloak Bruce who is now 30km off (possibly Fail #5 – a more timid or possibly brighter pilot might have cut his losses), lock both Arazu and Widow and torp… the Widow. Fail #6. Heat of the moment misclick. No point, I want these guys to run as this is a battle I can’t win.

At this point Shaz goes into structure, and shortly later is in her pod. Thinking of her full set of +4’s, worth more than the Hound, I focus on getting her out (successfully) while trying to MWD Bruce out of point range. Of course by then Bruce had 2 flights of Hammerhead II’s on him, and shortly afterwards made the trip back to the station in his own pod with his full set of +4s also intact.

GF in local and we had a good chat about it. He wasn’t a douche, just a guy multiboxing 2 covert ops ships looking for GFs. Same as I do. He promised to take good care of the exotic dancers, and I started buying a replacement Cane and Hound at Jita.

Was that lesson worth 110 million ISK? Worth it or not, that’s what the lesson cost.  As with many things like this, it was not a single error that lost me that money, but a number of them that combined and cascaded.

Fly dangerous o7

yoink… ?

Posted: 2011/07/19 by evilsilents in Activities
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I had some time during the day today to scan down the surrounding systems, looking for wormholes in which to conduct shenanigans. After four systems, I’d located four Serpentis sites and one C1 hole. While corpie and wormhole pal from yesteryear Brep ran the combat sites, I took Brucey into the C1 to see what was up in w-space.

Nothing, that’s what. Only a Drake on scan, probably at a POS, and a buttload of signatures. I warped around a bit to make sure I hadn’t missed anything, and decided to check for offline towers. Always bet on stupid. Well my probes didn’t find any towers, but did find that Drake. And from the looks of it, he was just sitting there. I quickly probed him down, warped the Cheetah to 100km and was gobsmacked to see that not only was it just sitting there in space, it was unoccupied.


After a self-satisfied grin and little skip of the heart, I came thudding back down to earth with the realisation that nobody in our corp could fly a Drake, being Matar and Gallente drone whores. Hmm, what to do. I wonder what my Caldari Black Ops alt-in-training is up to? A quick simulation in EveHQ revealed that the Great Drake Yoink was only four hours of training away, with Battlecruisers II. Commence.

In the meantime we went on a 3-man frigate roam into the local lowsec to see what we could see. We ended up hugging gates, surrounded by Maels, Drakes and covops boats. Lowsec ain’t what it used to be. However one of the locals brought out a Cane, which he very kindly offered to 2v1 the remaining Tristan and Rifter in (the Ishkur having had to log). Um, no deal. Would we be interested in a Rupture? By this time we just wanted splosions of any colour, so we agreed.

Being ever wary of a TARP, I warped Brucey’s Cheetah to the designated belt only to see the Rupture sitting well above it, no doubt fit for range, and 40km from me. Nice. A 10km orbit would give the Rifter and Tristan a good warp in under the guns for a pro Rupture kill. He’d never be the wiser if I didn’t break cloak. 30… 20… 15…

He warped off. The git.

We played all innocent in local, talking about how Shaz had been talking our green (1 week old) Tristan pilot through how it would go down, and huzzah, he came back to the belt. 50km away from Bruce’s covops. Repeat. 40… 30… 20…

Again. Warped. Gave us a line about needing to go, and went afk. I made sure to leave a good natured taunt about a Ruppy running from a Rifter and a 1-week old toon in a Tristan, and we left, balls blue. Never mind; the training countdown was almost done and we had a Drake to steal.

We made it to the C1 with 15 minutes to spare before training was done; Bruce still in the Cheetah and the alt in a shuttle. Oh, what I’d pay to hear our intrepid Drake abandoner’s choice of words when he no doubt logged on his Noctis to find his “safespot” Drake significantly downgraded. Given the number of signatures in the C1, and the time instability of the hole, I elected not to jump in right away in case it closed. I’ve scanned an exit many times from a C2 with 30+ sigs, and the exit is always in the last five. It’s a pain in the arse.

So I started drafting this post. Time passed. Then…

SEVEN minutes from the completion of training…

The hole popped. End of life. Vanished away, taking J213653 and my Drake with it.

Eve, you blue-balling bitch, that’s twice in one day.