Yarr! Raise the pirate flag! Rape the belongings, and pillage the women!

Yarr!

So, this is an Eve post, as some of you may have guessed.


Started off as a pretty shitty day in Eve. I logged in, corp chat was about as good as empty, so I went out looking for war targets with my Thorax, one of two cruisers I simply CANNOT fly no matter what. This was proven true yet again today, but first, the expereinces before that.

The first thing I was looking to kill, some war target in a Raptor. Didn't catch him unfortunately, but chased him for a good 20 or so minutes.

Next on the chopping block, a war target's Scorpion. Thorax vs Scorpion, not very smart, but hey, Bored prevails! So I chase this guy for who knows how long, end up losing him when he warps to a spot with two gates, and I pick the wrong one. GRRRRR!

Frustrated, I head out to Aunenen, to do a little piracy. This is the part that proves the Rax and me don't get along. A shiney Badger mk2 jumps in. Naturally, I attempt to kill it. I get it to about structure, and my capacitor fails, and the Badger warps off. FOR FUCKS SAKE!

Yea, I was pretty pissed. So I waited out my flag, docked the pile of crap, and went to get my Deimos, a shiney Tech 2 Thorax I'm quite fond of really. 5 Neutron blasters, with a 12x damage modifier on them... if the Deimos was a woman, I'd be in love.

I go out hunting. I stop in Tamo to harass the local mission whores. Apparently though CCP has fucked over probes. This is the letter I've been sending out on behalf of pirates everywhere: Dear CCP, Thank you for making mission whores invulnerable. Suck my balls. ~GH.

While I was busy probing the missioners though, some randomer started yelling in local that they had a lovely Moros pinned down in Aunenen belt 7-2. Naturally, I pin it as a trap, and ignore the guy. I'm not losing my Deimos today.

About 10 mins later though, boredom wins the battle against better judgment. I head over to Aunenen, and behold! A Moros! It wasn't a trap! WOOHOO!!

So, for the next 5 minutes and something seconds, I merrily help pound the Moros in to oblivion. My best hit was just shy of 900 damage, not too bad considering I'm using medium guns. Towards the end, I recalled my drones, aligned for a different location, and just as the Moros popped, I went running. Trust nobody, y'know? On the killmail, I was on top, which to you non-Eve stalkers reading this, means I did the most damage. Not bad for someone who arrived quite late.

Pretty crappy day made a thousand times better thanks to the Moros kill. Need to do that more often :D