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.

Fit the sixth - Praise Bob

[Banersnatch, Hurricane]

Damage Control II
Gyrostabilizer II
Gyrostabilizer II
Gyrostabilizer II
Tracking Enhancer II
Tracking Enhancer II

Experimental 10MN Microwarpdrive I
Adaptive Invulnerability Field II
Large Shield Extender II
Relic Analyzer I

425mm AutoCannon II, Republic Fleet EMP M
425mm AutoCannon II, Republic Fleet EMP M
425mm AutoCannon II, Republic Fleet EMP M
425mm AutoCannon II, Republic Fleet EMP M
425mm AutoCannon II, Republic Fleet EMP M
425mm AutoCannon II, Republic Fleet EMP M
Improved Cloaking Device II

Medium Anti-Thermal Screen Reinforcer I
Medium Anti-EM Screen Reinforcer I
Medium Anti-EM Screen Reinforcer I

1x Warrior II
5x Salvage Drones

Mobile Depot
Mobile Tractor Unit
Medium Armor Repairer II
Large Shield Booster II
Large Shield Extender II
2x Salvager II
'Arbalest' Heavy Missile Launcher
500x Nova Heavy Missiles
10,000x Republic Fleet EMP M
(No Sacrifice for Bob! Whatever was I thinking)

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

I, dear reader, must apologize. It has been so long you must have thought me dead, or at there least infected with maladies to numerous to survive. Neither is the case reader, I yet live unaffected. My absence  was not truly voluntary, life it seem has been tag teaming with fate to make difficult  my time spent in EVE.

Late last night I was able to creep back though. I scanned  and found in my home system a C1. I ventured in for some recon and found many sites to run to my liking.

I prepared my Hurricane, Bandersnatch, and jumped in. Direct to the first site I flew, it was a relic site so the hardest first I thought. Sleeper went pop wave after wave, only once did I jump away on the final wave to let my cap restore from their neuting of me. Through all this I had my MTU gathering the wreck with a BM so I could just away then straight to it if the need raised. Always I watch D-scan and my PvP overview for others, nothing at all was seen. I quickly salvaged the wrecks with my drones and my salvagers (more savings, more doing that's the power of the Mobile Depot,) And I turn my attention to the relic cans. Now in the past these have lead to my dark demise, I cannot count the ships or pods that low-sec has claimed from this action, and you have already read of my misfortunes in w-space during such attempts (unnamed Tengu and Logi how I loath your surprise attack! My fist I shake at you for vexing me!) But this night I was lucky, not a blip or peep, all was silent as sheep. Three cans for me to loot.

Then as I opened the final can, tragedy most foul, my cargo hold was full. I had brought too much with me and the hour was already late, and my day starts so early... I admit, dear reader, even now as I scribe my woes to you my eyes droop and my head nods. The phone from my hand nearly drops. I knew then and accept now that that would be my only site that night, my only trip to and from. Forgive me Bob, I forgot to appease you! But in his wisdom and mercy he let me take my keep. In His loving way he reminded my who gives, and requires blood so that we may receive, 30m3 of Republic Fleet EMP was jettisoned and sacrificed in electrical fire from their brother.

So my loot was blue and plentiful, though not overly grand (it was a C1 after all) and the lose equaled the gain. Last night I was reborn and must continue to dive into w-space. Sink or float in that ocean of stars I will never know, but with luck and Bob maybe one day, dear readers, I will find a way to leave k-space behind and bloody myself upon the shores of the unknown.  

Fit the Fifth - Lessen on the same.

[Fit the Same as before... such a silly mistake, Hurricane]
Energized Adaptive Nano Membrane II
Energized Adaptive Nano Membrane II
Gyrostabilizer II
Gyrostabilizer II
Damage Control II
Medium Armor Repairer II

Experimental 10MN Afterburner I
Tracking Computer II, Optimal Range Script
Tracking Computer II, Optimal Range Script
Medium Ld-Acid Capacitor Battery I

425mm AutoCannon II, Republic Fleet EMP M
425mm AutoCannon II, Republic Fleet EMP M
425mm AutoCannon II, Republic Fleet EMP M
425mm AutoCannon II, Republic Fleet EMP M
425mm AutoCannon II, Republic Fleet EMP M
425mm AutoCannon II, Republic Fleet EMP M
Core Probe Launcher I, Sisters Scanner Probe

Medium Capacitor Control Circuit I
Medium Projectile Burst Aerator I
Medium Projectile Ambit Extension I

3x Warrior II
3x Salvage Drones
(Cake - 1x Quafe, 1xWheat, 1xDairy Product, mix well, jetcan and cook at the sun)

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

Apologies first, second and third. I have been away quite a bit as of late. Traveling here and journeying there and time for EVE not a bit. SO my exploits and fancies as I cut though the stars has been on unwanted hiatus.

Towards the end of last month while trying to hone my combat ready skills. When on a whim I scanned down a hole and went in. This tail I've related to others, though uneventful as it was, I will recount it here before more woeful disasters I share.

A day-trip and a little recon was my goal. Hoping to find those who lived in a hole and perhaps share a nice cake to Bob.

I jump in flying my COVOP and First thing I see is a BC just sitting there camping the hole. I BM the hole (so I could make it home unless it got rolled,) launch probes, hit MWD and cloak. Jump to 100km off the nearest anom and start scanning down every sig I could find. The system was big (10 Planets with moons, 20 POS in all (5 or 6 were more than just a tower), 7 Sigs, and another 10 or so Anoms, I though all that took close to an hour.)

I'd scanned for some time not a sight of another soul but some ships parked at their POSes. And in all that time that BC has just sat there, hadn't moved, not eve a twitch. The BC has me nervous, my COVOP had not tank, nor offense or defense. It was little more than a Styrofoam shell with enough to be speedy if I needed it. I have the skills trained, I have the bling, but I don't have the instinct I guess. Because I stat watch him do nothing at all ans wondered what I should do next.

I warp to a 250km BM off the WH back to Kspace, aligned to a 1000km BM at max (non-mwd) speed so I could away jump fast if I needed. I check his pilot info and corp, I uncloak and waited then waited some more. I cam within 30km of him sitting there. From him I got nothing, no response, not a move.

I'm considering jump out, y own Hurricane(though unhappy with it since I lost its twin a few days ago on a day-trip to a cloaky SC with Logi support.) I had this gnawing feeling like Ackbar before me, and "its a trap!" just rung in my head. But my uncloaked baiting for response got me so close and I saw nothing and was able to cloak back up without trouble.

So away I jumped, saying next time I will try it in a bomber should the situation present itself  again.

So on to last night and my embarrassing plight, gas farming I thought could be fun. In jumped the sleeps, out jumped my Venture, and I come back with the Hurricane for some fun. But to my surprise I was neuted, scammed and totally out gunned. The sleepers made quick work of my little BC, a chance I never did have. That was when I realized I was in a C4.

 So always remember to check the systems level before you start to run the sites!

Fit the Forth - the Storm on the Waves

[Fit the Forth, Hurricane]
Energized Adaptive Nano Membrane II
Energized Adaptive Nano Membrane II
Gyrostabilizer II
Gyrostabilizer II
Damage Control II
Medium Armor Repairer II

Experimental 10MN Afterburner I
Tracking Computer II, Optimal Range Script
Tracking Computer II, Optimal Range Script
Medium Ld-Acid Capacitor Battery I

425mm AutoCannon II, EMP M
425mm AutoCannon II, EMP M
425mm AutoCannon II, EMP M
425mm AutoCannon II, EMP M
425mm AutoCannon II, EMP M
425mm AutoCannon II, EMP M
Core Probe Launcher I

Medium Capacitor Control Circuit I
Medium Projectile Burst Aerator I
Medium Projectile Ambit Extension I

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

"Beware the Jabberwock, my son!
The jaws that bite, the claws that catch!
Beware the Jubjub bird, and shun
The frumious Bandersnatch!"

I had scanned many days, I have scan many weeks. Seven days to a week I allow. But still I was never able to lovingly gaze on the isk these trek should be making me.

It was last week in a whole I though vacant I took my Hurricane to pop sleepers for my first time. A C2 relic site was my goal, and I though I might find some loot worth while. I've oft heard talk of "blue-loot" so I drop my MTU and started shooting. 6 then 7 million in CONCORD research was my reward then, the double BS spawn had took me the longest. I jump away to fit salvages but should have expected a back-stabbing.

A Loki and his mate decided to take my spoils and my ship. Though sleeper BS I'd easily dealt with, I barely damaged their shields. And in my pod again I was forced to run. Jumping home with more lost than I'd been able earn even on the loot if I'd had it.

And this brings us to the present day, I sneak through every Wrabbit-Hole I may find. I am scannign down POS's and POCO's and ships, deducing threats as I go. Never quite sure how to address, asking fora job in their pocket of w-space.