February 20, 2009

May the Newbs be Safe

Well if anyone has been wondering what I have been doing recently, I've been trying to help the newbs out in the Amarr newb-miner-system. I've been taking down the can flippers before they took down a lowly noob... Well... They are technically newbs themselves, but that's not the point. ONTO THE STORY!

Days of sitting in this belt. Days of waiting. Days of sheer bordom. Days of rememberance. All of these adjectives describe my new assingment. I have been tasked with saving the new pilots from the ravages of can flippers the only way I know how; Killing them.

[Log Entry: 0135 - 02-20-09]
"Prospective flipper approcing at vecor 1212 zeta 1." My nav officer stated.

"Impairor." My targing commando said in his, and everyone elses, monotone voice. I would need to correct that.

"Lock him, make him shit himself away."

"Sir?" The first non-monotone I've heard in a long while, this had to be good, "He's red."

"Lock him down, kill the bigger."

Assault missiles left their tubes, and soon after one noob frigate poped before our eyes.

[Log Entry: 0137 - 02-20-09]
Read log 135, ship type Magnate.

February 5, 2009

The Eve Blogging Community

Woo! Im getting published! :P Now I just need to kill some pirates. Anyways, thanks to KrazyKinux for posting my website on his blogrolls, speedlinks, and (hopfully soon) podcast! Links are below, click em', use em' and KILL PIRATES WITH THEM.

Also, as a side note, stories to come. I have just moved out to 0.0 and need to finish settting myself up before i head back into the breech, but I'll soon have a nice new Thorax fitted.

January 19, 2009

Into the Breach

In the time that I spend docked up I wonder what would become of my first Battle Cruiser, the Ferox Wraithmarch. Today I finally came to tems with its possible loss... At least ISK wise. So, as any anti-pirate would do, I took her out for her first testrun in the buisness.

A small fleet, the two of us, one Ferox class and one Blackbird class. Not much damage, but at least we could jam them. So we headed out and 'into the breach' as one would say. I headed tward a belt to see if we could get any smaller class ships to jump us away from the gateguns, as they dont exactly like instapoping.

"Sir," My targeting officer stated in monotone, "Hostile within 50km, orders?"

"Is he global?" I asked.

"Negative, but he does have a low security status with CONCORD." She replied in the same monotone.

"Lock him but don't open fire."

"Rodger that."

Minutes came and passed and he only orbited or ship with his tiny interceptor Claw-class. Soon my officer began to speak again, "He's moving off!"

"Hold." I came.





"He's returning, 100."


"Sir he's locking us."

"Prepare the cannons."

Again he did not fire. He preformed the same maneuver twice more before we got fed up and began to head to the next belt, upon which we found one Rifter class ship. This small Minmitar class ship orbited once and warped off. We headed though the belts a few more times, but only had the same encounters. We don't always get lucky I guess.

January 17, 2009

The Beginning

Well I guess I should start from the beginning, no?

It all started a few months ago. I had just finished my trainings in the Cardari State War Acadamy so I set out on a journy for the stars. I imagined I would be fighting in vast fleets back then, oh how silly I was. While I did fight, if was only vast force on the opposing side. Pirates hit me almost any time I left the security of CONCORD and the State and I almost never had backup... This led me to recive a few messages from myself... and a few more for the Insurance Company.

Well my heard grew cold over time, the loath for being destroyed grew oddly more than that for the pirates themselves. In time I set myself up with a small frigate called the Kestral. I do forget her name, lets call her Kessi, but I do remember that I shot nothing though her launchers. I spent all my time on Kessi's scanners seing if I could track down a jucy target to sink my teeth into.

Time came and passed, but with no avail. I never found a target and eventually I gave up and joined my second Corporation. (My first is unimportant, only know that they were very helpful in my start into the universe of EVE.) We did almost nothing in that corp, as it was tiny, and I grew weary. When members began to drop, I did the same and headed for my current Corporation, Caelli-Merced Inc, part of the Gunboat Diplomacy. They introduced me to a new world, a new side of low-sec space; The ways of the Anti-Pirate were born within me.