Svipul Refit... meh!

[Svipul, Snarkhunter]
Internal Force Field Array I
Gyrostabilizer II
Gyrostabilizer II
Micro Auxiliary Power Core II

Faint Epsilon Warp Scrambler I
Medium Shield Extender II
Medium F-S9 Regolith Shield Induction
Limited 1MN Microwarpdrive I

200mm AutoCannon II
Expanded Probe Launcher II
200mm AutoCannon II
200mm AutoCannon II
[Empty High slot]
200mm AutoCannon II

Small Core Defense Field Extender II
Small Core Defense Field Extender II
Small Core Defense Field Extender II

~~*****~***~*****~~

So readers, with the recent nerf I had to tweak and hammer different things in to get it to work again... I've been able to maintained my DPS (about 330), the loss of PG and CPU have led to a loss of agility due to the need for the MAPC (T2 isn't needed but it is what I had,) to fit a second medium shield extender, that said it still needed to be down graded along with the DCU, so the tank also takes a hit, but not as big of one as I had though at first but still enough to hurt. CPU is too tight to fill that second utility slot.

I'd like to see a CPU buff per level specifically for fitting a Cloak. NOT a Cov Op mind you, just a regular T1 and T2, maybe add a reduction in speed penalty while cloaked. That would mean not warp cloaks, but stealthy hunting could still work. In w space the cloak is a survival hi-slot for the solo pilot being able to warp off and cloak up is necessary. Cloaking and having some amount of mobility also gives a huge boost to survival. I know most people will say just go YOLO and go balls deep into the fight. BUT sometimes it's smarter to hit then run than to stay and die needlessly.

Notice please readers, I never say I want a CovOp cloak, a reduction to sensor re-calibration  or targeting times. I simply want the other cloaks to have a more useful reason to fit for w space. I dunno probably a terribad idea, but still just my thought, otherwise something needs to be addressed about that useless utility slot.

And Should We Die...

And if we die, before the battles through,
Tell your mom, tell your dad...
We were SUPER RAD!

~~*****~***~*****~~

I've been off line a few days. So I was shocked with the change... seemingly out of the blue, since I rarely read the Dev Blogs. But after a few hours of crying and feeling betrayed, curled up in the fetal position at the bottom of the shower, I guess I have to accept it and move on.

So my thoughts on the change:
-1:  I can't fit my previous tank. Even with Downgrade from t2 to named :(
-1: I have to fit an active tank. (There goes cap stability.) :(
-1: Cap Boosters TAKE UP TOO MUCH CARGO SPACE!Less room for loots. :(
-1: Wasted High Slot. NOTHING will fit in that slot now.
-1: Longer shield recharge means, I need to use more boosts and lower cap suffers.
0: No real loss to DPS even though I lost two turrets.

That's a -5 to my Svipul's coolness factor. :,(

I'm not sure I see any up sides on this. Now I do notice on the forums a lot of people complain that the Svipul is OP. I'm not quite sure I see it. SURE some fits are powerful and give a T1 Cruiser with a T2 fit a run for their money, BUT if you as me that is the point of T3. It needs to be a step above T2, and most T2 out perform the T1 version and even challenge the next size class higher... (HAC vs BC, 5:1 odd on the HAC every time.) So WHY shouldn't a T3 Destroyer be able to challenge a T1 Cruiser in tank and DPS? Don't get me wrong, pilot skills and fitting play a bit role, but a specialized hull like a T2 is meant to do its role better than a T1 hull. That's why you don't combat fit a Cheetah, or fit a Wolf for scanning. T3s are meant to be versatile, and powerful. They are meant to give the lone ship out there in the black something to be looking over their shoulder for.

Mainly though I'm just sad that I've lost some of the Pownmobile's street cred with this nerf. Now punks in Cruisers are gonna thing that stand a chance.

Dead in the Waters... Of W SPACE!

PANIC!!! PANIC!!! PANIC!!!

THEY NERFED MY SVIPUL!!!

I've lost a high slot and 2 turrets, I've lost power grid (98MW down to 74MW) and CPU (269 tf to 256 tf). At this very moment I'm nearly crippled in w space!!! My  tank is down I barely have guns online,  this wasn't NERFING IT WAS A LOBOTOMY!

I need to find an exit. I need to get back to empire and refit. At this point I need to figure out what to do with my life since my whole fitting philosophy has been completely turned upside down... This is worst than that time your girl friend left me for my personal trainer and said that I should get checked for STD's. She knows I'm allergic to penicillin! Oh by the way you should be careful of her, we used to date you know... and get yourself checked out.

I feel like I'm losing my new best friend... :(

Snark Hunting

[Svipul, Snarkhunter]
Damage Control II
Gyrostabilizer II
Gyrostabilizer II
Nanofiber Internal Structure II

Limited 1MN Microwarpdrive I
Medium Shield Extender II
Medium Shield Extender II
Faint Epsilon Warp Scrambler I

200mm AutoCannon II
200mm AutoCannon II
200mm AutoCannon II
Expanded Probe Launcher II
200mm AutoCannon II
200mm AutoCannon II
200mm AutoCannon II

Small Core Defense Field Extender II
Small Core Defense Field Extender II
Small Core Defense Field Extender II

Republic Fleet EMP S x10000
Republic Fleet Fusion S x10000
Republic Fleet Phased Plasma S x10000
Sister's Combat Scanner Probe x8
Sisters Core Scanner Probes x8
Nanite Repair Paste x100

250mm Light Artillery Cannon II x6

Data Analyzer II

Relic Analyzer II

Expanded Cargohold II x4

Mobile Tractor Unit (Snarksukka)

Mobile Depot (Billiard-Marker)

Salvager II x3

Small Ancillary Armor Repairer

Small Hull Repairer I

Small Secure Container x6

~~*****~***~*****~~

So readers, first I want to apologize. My last post was sort of dark. I was angry, scared... and well lets face it, who isn't a little grumpy when they wake up in the morning. I mean really.

But my plan remains. I'm leaving k space again, but this time without a corp. I don't know if it's me, or others, but I don't think I am made for dealing with, or depending, on others. New Eden is a strange and dangerous place, I applaud anyone that can make it here. It is never easy, nor is it something that many can do alone. I barely make enough to cover my losses. Often less.

But sitting in a fleet for 2 hours waiting to get organized enough to run a site, or go on a roam, isn't for me. I'm happy to sit in my PI interface moving things around but that only lasts so long, but I really need a crew that can at the drop of a hat, (or at least on short notice) be ready to go have fun for a half hour or two, and then go back to their own things. I'm willing to do the same. But honestly everything corp takes so long. AND don't get me started on corp leadership, I mean, seriously. I have a job already, I don't want another one... and one that pays considerably less and results in being the one that gets blamed for everything wrong and taken advantage of when people need something, and ... I think I've may have gone far enough there. In my last corp I sunk over a billion into in 3 months, and I was a director, I didn't eve want the job.I never saw the profits from my participation because it went to POS fuel and replacement of corp losses. Who pays the corp members went the hauler full of blue loot gets ganked? You guessed it, they don't care that they loot was stolen or blown up, they just want their cut. Well I'm done with it. If I ever find another corp to fly with, my requirements are: NO RESPONSIBILITIES. NO ROLES. NO WALLET ACCESS! Sorry I'm not gonna corp thief, but I'm not gonna do any thing that warrants actually be any thing other than a grunt. I'll run ops, man up for offense and defense, even pay tax, but leave me out of the job side of it.

Does this make me a bad person? Does my lack of Social or Corporate responsibility mean I am of little value? No, I just don't want to be the one taking the shit anymore... and I know it can go both ways so I don't want that either.

I guess readers, this is why I am striking out on my own. ME, against the unknown. No one to blame or take the blame for but myself. If I succeed I do on my own merits. If I fail that is on me too. 

Wish me luck, or at least feel free to make suggestion on things I might have forgotten to include in my cargo hold. It is gonna be a long time before I come back up for air this time.

Asleep in the ice...

Some time ago... I'm not sure how long ago now, my corp came under fire from within. Blood and carnage ensued. My face was streaked with blood, grime, and my own hot salty tears.

I was left the lone survivor in our C4-C4. I had ships but the corp was crippled. I was alone and the carrion eaters began to circle. I had two POSes with almost no fuel left, 20 ships and about a billion in loot, floating almost completely unprotected. The coup had been executed clumsily, but most of the leadership had been rendered lost or comatose. The still sleep somewhere out there in the black taken unaware by their own Odin's sleep.

For days I desperately collected the corp resources dismantling the POSes and moving ships as I found exits to high sec. I slowly made my way out of the wormhole I had called home. But my evacuation was not without losses. On the first night as I tried to move a party of Raiders captured a hauler with nearly 400 million in loot in it. I had seen them coming and in my hast to save other assets the hauler was left outside my remaining POS's shields. It was a rookie mistake and I can only blame myself for the loss, the gun should have been online.

Eventually I escaped without further lose. Those the strain proved to much and I too slipped into the void of oblivion. Darkness and dreamless sleep. The black of the ice that encapsulated me was complete. I was nowhere, I was nothing.

In that nothingness I floated. Aware of nothing, feeling nothing. But in such an absolute change cannot be measured without awareness. I don't know how long I watched the grain of light grow before I realized it was there. I do not know how long the fire of my anger and hate smoldered before they began to burn again melting my icy prison. But yesterday I awoke amid screams of pain and anger.

I surveyed my surroundings.  I was back. It was as if not time had passed for me though to universe had moved on. Rumors before were now fact. Threats had become more real.

I sold what remained of my old corp and began anew. 

I have no plans for grandeur. I will delve into the shatter systems of w space and I will live there alone. Seeing how long this frontiers will let me survive.

I will take my Svipul "Snarkhunter" and search out a system. I will have a mobile depot some cans and just the modules and ammo I need to survive. When I find high sec exits I go out to resupply but for now I will turn my back on the known and on the safety of friends and POSes. I will live where others only dare venture for a few hours.

Fit the 8th: Hard Times and Nursery Rhymes

[Spider Domi, Dominix]

Drone Damage Amplifier II
1600mm Reinforced Steel Plates II
1600mm Reinforced Steel Plates II
Energized Adaptive Nano Membrane II
Energized Adaptive Nano Membrane II
Armor Explosive Hardener II
Damage Control II

Peripheral Weapon Navigation Diameter
Cap Recharger II
Cap Recharger II
Cap Recharger II
Cap Recharger II

Drone Link Augmentor II
Large Remote Capacitor Transmitter II
Large Remote Capacitor Transmitter II
Large Remote Armor Repairer II
Large Remote Armor Repairer II
Large Remote Armor Repairer II

5x Warrior II
5x Hobgoblin II
5x Salvage Drones
5x Hammerhead II
5x Calari Navy Warden
5x Federation Navy Garde

Mobile Tractor Unit
A winning personality

~~*****~***~*****~~

Well readers a lot has been happening. We have three of the 7 POCOs replaced and things are getting into a good rhytem in the hole. AND I know what you are going to say, and you would be right so  consider this my apology for not keeping you up to date on my activities. Over the last two weeks thing have picked up and I've made and spent almost a billion isk. I flew then bought and fit my first battleship, and it is interesting because it wasn't a Matari ship. I feel sort of conflicted over that. I mean I can fly every races ships. At several points I've flown frigates or cruisers from the various races. AND I admit to having had a Drake period in my past. But I always thought Matari would be my first battleship, so went our fleet doctrine for C5 sites was set as RR Rattlesnake or Domi, I had very few options. Now I am not saying I don't like it but I always feel like I need to roam in Bandersnatch afterwards. Bandersnatch has still been very useful in the C1. For our C5 sites though we have been running small fleets of 4 or 5 and these Domis seem to be very good at getting the job done. Though admittedly we went to the Domis after we had 3 rattlesnakes stolen.

Readers, after a purging of the corp with glorious fire and pain our membership is much more active and trustworthy. We have brought in a few new members and they seem to be good additions to a band of misfits. Now my own solo past still persists and I tends to run sites alone when I can and jealously guard my safes and bm's to lucrative sites in our statics. I also get inpatient while waiting for everyone to get organized for fleet ops in the C5. I can only image the pains a FC in a 20 man fleet must feel, let alone a 70 man fleet. I am not sure I want to move into a larger corp. But I suppose if I have more time I wouldn't feel that way, maybe.

The other night we had a fleet enter our space and start running our gas sites! Now at this they must have thought we would roll over and let them have our resources since we where a small 10 man corp and they were... a force that dwarfed our entire seatable fleet. A corp mate moved his cloaky scan ship in to watch them, but noobed it and bumped a gas cloud and was popped. He and myself  grabbed our stealth bomber and got to show them what a red giant effect does for bombs. They all got out and ran, rolling the hole they had used to enter as quickly as they could... I was inclined to let them because I'd only had 2 bombs at the time, but the funny bit was the absolute horror in their reaction as they realized each bomb incoming would do 17k+ in damage. This was perhaps the moment that I realized I could never truly return to K-space. Well not for any real amount of time.

Anyway readers, I am alive and doing well. And for these two reason I am so very very scared. Bob only knows what horrors the future has planned for me now.

The Broken, the Beaten and the Damned

Well readers, it has been a while since I updated you on my misadventures. I found a corp that wanted to move into wormholes and they invited me to join them. I accepted and was foolishly given directors rights. Now I know what you're thinking reader, potential billions of isk at my finger, well yes there is that but I had to help run things too... also the billions was actually only hundreds of thousands of isk. We moved into a C1 with three other corps and set up a small pos. I don't think I need to tell you that this was a very bad call. The other corps wanted us to help in fleet engagements and security. We were okay with that... and well, I'm not sure I get it. Everyone in the alliance wanted to hunt for other pilots rather than run sites. They do industry and trading and I'm hemorrhaging isk like I had a massive head wound in this C1. I actually lost half a billion in equipment, fuel and BPs in our first three weeks.

Just as an example we have been roaming low and null in frigate fleets, cheep fits mind you, but every time "engage" is called by the FC, I confirm target, close and engage ... BUT the rest of the fleet jumps away because things get too hot before they even start to fight back. As a result I've lost A LOT of ships in a very short time, and my income is not keeping up. Lots of cheep ships when you lose them add up fast.

Well after some pushing the CEO finally saw reason, (I couldn't spot him another days worth of Fuel and the POS went off line,) So we scouted out and he found an "abandoned" C5. Our corp is mostly young players... point in fact I am the ONLY capsulteer in the corp that can fly a HAC, HAF, CovOP... any T2 ship, let alone a BS or T3. BUT C5 it is,. While moving in the CEO loses a hauler full of BPs and other equipment I've ended up "donating" to the corp... well that was the rest of my half billion. Now I'm back to 20 million in my wallet, a Mammoth and my Cheetara 2. I have a Rupture sitting in a hanger in highsec but I'm not sure I am ready to lose that one just yet.

So now still bleeding isk like a gusher, we have a large tower, 20 site, C1 static, a few new recruits, and no one to run content... Oh and I forgot to add the system has seven POCO at 100% tax. I wonder if I can solo bash a POCO in a Tornado or a Hound.

I think I am gonna have to take some "me" time soon and simply explore down the chain and leave everyone else to the fleets for a while. I guess readers the good news is that I am not desperate enough to just mine yet.

Falling Down

Well you may throw your rock and hide your hand
Workin' in the dark against your fellow man
But as sure as Bob made black and white
What's done in the dark will be brought to the light

You can run on for a long time
Run on for a long time
Run on for a long time
Sooner or later Bob'll cut you down
Sooner or later Bob'll cut you down

Go tell that long tongue liar
Go and tell that midnight rider
Tell the rambler, the gambler, the back biter
Tell 'em that Bob's gonna cut 'em down
Tell 'em that Bob's gonna cut 'em down

Readers, I am not proud of myself. I have no joy in this admission to you and know that you will sit in rapt horror and disgust of my actions. I ask you not to judge me for my sins. A few days ago as I flew a L4 in highsec another pilot jumped in and started to shoot my MTU. I know that this is common baiting. But I'd had enough, readers, so I convo'ed him and politely asked that he find someone else to annoy. This seemed not to have the desired affect, he blew up my MTU then stole my loot. Obviously he though that since he was flying a HAC and I was in a Hurricane that he could take me. I started for my wrecks that had not been pulled to the MTU... this was a feint, I admit. I could not hope to catch him with an AB and autocannon fit. He took my bait and rushed to the wreck that I was slowboating to, only 8km away. He suddenly understood his mistake, I had him in scram and web, my AB was now on and he couldn't get out of my guns range. He started firing, I did let him have the first shot, it felt like the sporting thing to do. I launched drones and lay into him with my AC. My tank not even broken, he was in his pod, and I locked him to finish him off... but I stayed my hand and let him warp off. I felt vindicated, dear readers. I jumped away and grabbed my Noctus and looted his ship and finished cleaning up my wrecks. I had only lost 10 million isk in loot and MTU, but he had lost 150 million. I am not proud of this, dear readers, I have looked into the depths of my soul and seen the beast that lurks there waiting to come out and destroy all.

Readers, if one of you are my victim, I apologize for my out burst, you should have known better, you should have known that you had no hope once I had locked on. You should have asked forgiveness and mercy rather than persisted, but that is the past and now we must live with our decisions. Again I apologize, that is not who I am, that is not who I want to be, please do not make me become that again, for I will reaper the frozen corpses from your twisted remains and sacrifice them to Bob should you push me again!

In other news readers I joined a small WH corp, and have move permanently into wspace. It is a small group and looking to grow, but I think we will find new and industrious ways to fail, so stay tuned. Things promise to become more interesting.

In Loving Memory of Cheetara

When you're weary, feeling small,
When tears are in your eyes, I will dry them all;
I'm on your side. When times get rough
And friends just can't be found,
Like a bridge over troubled water
I will lay me down.
Like a bridge over troubled water
I will lay me down.

When you're down and out,
When you're on the street,
When evening falls so hard
I will comfort you.
I'll take your part.
When darkness comes
And pain is all around,
Like a bridge over troubled water
I will lay me down.
Like a bridge over troubled water
I will lay me down.

Sail on silvergirl,
Sail on by.
Your time has come to shine.
All your dreams are on their way.
See how they shine.
If you need a friend
I'm sailing right behind.
Like a bridge over troubled water
I will ease your mind.
Like a bridge over troubled water
I will ease your mind.

~~*****~***~*****~~

More that a Frigate. More than a hull and modules with no tank but stealth. Metal and wires and electronics, these where not your soul. They call you TechII, I called you friend. Against the revenges of hostile cruel wspace you kept me safe and warm in your embrace. New Eden is just a little dark now without your cloaked shimmer, we both looked forward to Oceanus, now I must face it without you. May you skies forever more be Rokh and Smartbomb
free.

Important to remember - Capsulteers are Mean.

Readers, last night I lost a dear friend. We have been together so long that I am finding it hard to even admit that she has passed on. It is hard to find the words to express the depth of this loss. We have been through so much together and to have her ripped away from me so violently, well readers it has left me with questions. Why did I make it and she didn't, how could someone so causally and cruelly rip someone so precious away form another?

Readers, last night on my way home from Jita a low sec gate disco turned ugly and my precious Cheetara what gone, I landed on the gate and she was gone! I was suddenly in my pod with only 25% hull. She wasn't fancy, she wasn't high class like some other ships, but she was mine. I have literally had her with me since I came back to New Eden. My lose cannot be measured in isk this time my readers, she was not a ship was a friend, only an hour earlier we had ninjaed a relic sight together. She was so sexy in that cloak getting right up on those cans and hacking them then warping off before sleepers or the site runner could realized we where there. Our gains weren't worth the risks but it was fun, we laughed and sighed panting at our ss and went back two more times. I thought nothing could take her from me... I thought I would never need to say good bye.

We knew that the run to Jita to sell our loot was risky, but the night had been one of adrenaline and high risk already. This part of the night seemed so trivial as to be laughable, there is a low sec leg that saved us 10 jump. We dressed down taking only what was needed, cloak, mwd, cargo mods (in case I found a good deal.) We got there without trouble, sold everything for about 5 million  hardly worth the trip. I'd left a Large Shield Extender II in the hanger there the last time because of space issues in my hauler, I'd literally filled it up with other things the time before, not even 10m3  to spare, so I left that behind. Last night we were running bare bones, just in case, though I thought we would be safe I mean I saw the disco camp and made it through on the way there, I knew where on the gate they were... but they where having their party right on the gate when we showed up on the way back, and I lost my dear Cheetara. One minute we were in warp to 0 on the gate, next she is gone and I only have my pod a head ache and the taste of cooper in my mouth.

I've tried to move on, dear readers, but it isn't the same. I have her twin sister in my hanger, she can wear all the same outfits. She can play all the same games, make the same moves, but dear readers, she is not my lost Cheetara. I say again my readers, she IS not.

I ask you readers that we all observe a moment of silence for a fallen friend and faithful companion. I should never have taken her back there, we should have take the time to go around, enjoyed the evening together on a leisurely stroll though so many lovely high sec neighborhoods, rather than take that stinking urine stained low sec back alley.

CHEETARA NO, What have I done!!! I will avenge you, I will try to find some way, I promise... although maybe I'll just be happy I made it with my pod and head full of implants, Cheetara would want that for me after all.

Oh by the way readers, last night I went into a C1 and while scanning down sites I found a relic site with a Stratios pew-pewing the sleepers. I snuck in and hacked the cans and looted some of the wrecks before he noticed me. I got about 5 million out of it. It was a fun bit of ninjaing and worth the risk from a fun standpoint. Had I been in my Bandersnatch II (or maybe it XXI I cannot remember anymore) I might have tried to jump him. But readers I thought that the time it would take to go back get my BC and get back would have been too long and I would have lost the Stratios totally. So I think I am starting to get this wspace thing.

An update on the 7th Fit

Well dear readers, I'm calling it a win. 

True I lost a hurricane and a hound, but I pulled 108m isk out of that C1 before was jumped and viciously brutalized. And I want you to know readers, I bare those callous heartless thugs no ill will, no malice, just the promise of violence should we meet again in w-space, but violence without malice! 

I replaced and slightly upgraded my Hound-dog and Bandersnatch! And readers, I still have 2.5m isk left over, that is a surplus not a deficit. In my books that is a solid win. So I shall not hang my head and mope. Bandersnatch is back and flying again, a bit slower now and I admittedly have had to reset my radio presets, seat height and other adjustment; but that is all incidental, My fuzzy dice are gone, and I am not sure how to rectify that without blood, but still it wasn't a total loss, I have that new ship smell again. I am also still down the ammo and MTU and Mobile Depot but those are incidentals also and would have eventually been lost to me anyway, so they don't count. And besides readers, what good is a Noctis if all it does is sit in my hanger because I am using my salvage drones and MTU all the time to cleanup as I go? Sure in w-space fast and quick is the way to go, and I really don't want to risk an asset like my Hoover, at least not until I have a corporation or group of like-minded individuals to help protect it.

So, that is that readers. I won hurrah for me.

And now a public service announcement for the NESPCD 

Capsulteers, remember to get your drones spay and neutered. It is easy and inexpensive and will help to cut down on an epidemic scaled out breaks of rogue drone hives and feral drone packs. Not only are these a health and safety hazard they often result in the slaughter of many innocent and potentially rehabilitate drones. Your corporate agents and Concord aren't to be blamed for sending capsulteers to slaughter colonies and hives of these machines, originally the ones to blame are you, the capsulteers who lost a drone here or there carelessly warping away without recalling or bm'ing the location so you could return and pick them back up. Your poor lost drones wander without purpose or directing, eventually falling in with a "bad crowd," getting graffittied up to look more street and then going to some cut rate drone hacker to have its subroutines rerouted to numb the pain of your betrayal. They find another feral drone and get her replicating and suddenly you have new a hive forming, and none of this would have happened if you had been a responsible drone owner and had your drones spay or neutered before hand. A spay or neutered drone cannot cause or produce replications.

Paid for by the New Eden Society of the Prevention of Cruelty to Drones.

Bob is good.

Our Bob is an awesome Bob, much more awesome than some other Bobs out there.

So dear readers, with only the loot I'd taken from that C1 and with one million in the bank, I make my way to Jita tonight. "Here I go to Jita, Jita. I want to make my life all betta', beda'."

By Rens I was up 31.5 million. Now I don't mean to brag dear readers, or say that I am more blessed by Bod than others because he prefers my cakes to what ever it is the others they call their sacrifices. But I think it's obvious what Bob prefers, don't you? Needless to say readers, by Jita my account balance skyrocketed to just under 110 million isk. Over 100 million in isk. The nanofibers were my big winner on this trip (netting me about 70 million alone), but I must say the T2 and faction drones that I found just floating lost and alone while looking for other capsulteers in w-space helped my totals considerable also. Plus I cannot stand to see the poor defenseless drones left alone and scared to suffer what ever fate awaits them because their former owners couldn't take care of them. Honestly readers, the local shelters are packed with abandoned or unwanted drones. You should adopt some, sometimes capsulteers invest in expensive breeds of these wonderful pets and then just leave them without a care to fend for themselves out in the vast oceans of space. Its a crime, really it is. No wonder there are some many packs of feral drones wondering w-space making it unsafe.

Well now readers, I am a lazy seller when it comes to the market. I know I could maybe increase my returns by at lest another quarter, but I just don't waste my time with sell orders. It doesn't appeal to me. Trader PvPers you win against me, it is almost unfair. I know I should follow my favorite Kilrathi saying and "fight back, there is no honor in slaughter!" But meh, The most I do is I set up a small spreadsheet that tracks my loot and the highest buy orders and quantities in the hubs and plan a run to Jita, stopping off  here or there along the way. If my sheet says something will sell higher there I stop and off load it, so I had an idea that I would come close to 100 million isk this trip.

Readers, by now I think you know me well enough to know that I do not have that dark part of the human soul that is required to be able to  sell the brighter happier bits to an Anti-Bob in order to Plex every weekend, and make other scream "my ship! Why Bob, why! Those supplies where for the orphans! Those poor mutant orphan freaks will never get another chance at to hunt for the colorful and deadly Bobsmas eggs delivered and hidden like landmines by Old Saint Andta Claws during the Reign of Deers, the Great Red Slayer!" I care about the orphans of Eve, and want them to find the eggs that do not hiss or tick menacingly. Does this make me a bad capsulteer? Inferior in skills and style to those depraved monsters that would see the return of INFOD and the Church, I say thee nay. Isk is merely a matrix by which we may keep score. I accept that I am not in the top percentiles, or even the top bottom percentiles of capsulteers. Many younger pilots make much more than me on a trial account. BUT as a solo pilot I know my income is limited to what I can handle alone, and I put a greater percentage of my personal wealth on the line than others in larger corporations and alliances. I know dear readers, that I will lose, often and more... and often more than I can afford, but somehow I say afloat. I make just enough to replace what I have lost and maybe upgrade a bit. I am able to indulge in some expensive habits aswell, (Quafe Zero how can I not keep a case or two in my hanger to enjoy after I find my hands and toes no longer feel like they fit quite right in that new clone I find myself in.) And for all this I am content.

All I am saying is dear readers is that Bob watches out for the soloist it seems, and he keeps us flying. Fly safe or fly dangerous... just don't forget that I fly scared.