Among all the types of The PvP that I absolutely hate in EVE, station humpin' (I'm trying to stay polite here... believe me, it's hard) is pretty much on top of the list. But when an alliance goes so far as to dump 50 million ISK to be at war and all it does is loll around in their little 1-station Low-sec system ganking singletons off the station and not engaging if there is the slightest hint of a challenge, it goes beyond hate and turns it into contempt. Add to that the fact that barely anyone in that alliance logs in, and that their idea of "fun" is to wardec big alliances like Br1ck Squad and Wildly Inappropriate just to catch people heading to or from the shit-hole called Jita, and what you have is a good idea of the nature of our current war targets.
To make a long story short, one of their players joined an AMC corporation in the hopes of going to W-space. Before that happened he got together with some corpmates for a few missions, but did something that smelled fishy (don't exactly know what, it's not my corp!) and that got him kicked out. He threw a hissy fit and his real alliance wardecced. The only word that comes to mind is this: wow. Now, wardeccing corporations and alliances to get some fun all over EVE is one thing, but spending 50 million for nothing, I don't get it. We even brought the fight to them in the form of a Hurricane fleet, but the only targets we saw were a Vindicator and a Fleet Stabber but nothing came of it. Oh yeah I forgot to mention, they like faction ships. A lot. But they barely leave their station. And if they do and smell trouble they make themselves scarce real quick. I'm not trying to be whiny or anything but I just don't understand what kind of fun, if you can call it that, 4-5 year old veterans can get from being in an alliance that's ready to wardec anything that moves and just stays put waiting for a kill to land on their lap. If someone has an answer, please comment (though I will still think your balls are about the size of grains of rice).
Because of Falcon
After leaving the area where our war targets have funky sex with their station, I stuck around what we call our PvP HQ because there's no way in Hell I'll fly my Orca as the war is going on; the enemy may like station sex but I'm not that stupid! So yesterday when I noticed that the PCU record was going through the roof I did the unusual thing and logged in with my 2 boys as co-pilots, hoping to catch some pew-pew. I first went to the Mya system where some long-time opponents seemed to be out in force. I was alone so I passed. I then went to the Gallente-Amarr pipe and it wasn't long that I had something on scan. The same Vagabond as a few weeks ago flew the same way as a few weeks ago, which was to stay the hell away from my 'Cane. I will have to throw down the gauntlet with my own Vaga at some point, maybe then we'll have some fun. So I proceeded to "rat" a little to attract attention, until a Cynabal appeared on scan...
At first I checked all the gates and random belts just in case I was dealing with a misguided carebear (it's EVE... you never know!) but after a few trips here and there he was nowhere to be found. I went back to "ratting" where I quickly dispatched a Serpentis battleship and just as the NPC explodes the Cynabal arrives at about 50 clicks from me. Yeah baby, it's on! We start our Dance of Death around each other, both of us looking to hit just a bit harder. We both wait to deploy the drones and sometimes the Cynabal even leaves my warp disruptor's range but never warps out. I'm thinking that this will be an epic fight, but unfortunately that was not to be; just as I had decided to launch my drones and overheat my guns a bit, a Falcon decloaks and hits me with the Mother of All Raspberry Jams. I LOL at 'em in Local as I wait for the inevitable, and finally warp my pod off with a salute when it happens. I won't do the "nerf ECM!" thing because I've been on the ECM-using side before, but yes, I see where people can really hate it. In my case it turned what could've been an amazing fight even if I lost into a one-sided affair forgotten as soon as I mounted another ship. Oh well, what can you do. Still, it was fun to at least get some action in the 15-20 minutes I was logged in. And I found it ironic I that found better action with random targets in Low-sec than I did from war targets !!!
Keep The PvP away from stations; it's more fun that way!
o7
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Monday, January 24, 2011
Thursday, January 20, 2011
Three years, a new look and a wardec
Yep, today is the day that Cozmik R5 turns 3 years old, and to celebrate the event we have just received a wardec! At 1909 EST we should find out what kind of an enemy we are dealing with. Are we going to plow through them like we did with Genesis Alliance? Are we going to lose 3-4 ships to 1 to station humping the way we did in the last war? Well, according to current intel our enemy fights in two places: Cloud Ring and Jita. Impressed I am not. I did send a call to an op that may backfire on me though; I sent an alliance mail inviting whoever felt like hunting to gather up "somewhere", only to be told afterwards that the guy who got all pissy at being found to be a spy and kicked from one of our W-space dwelling corps was still in the process of having roles expiring. Neat. At least he never even got close to our wormhole colonies or their respective channels.
So tonight one of 3 things will happen. 1- They will come with a blob to camp us in, get bored after an hour and log, leaving stragglers to get WTFBBQ'd. 2- Their 0.0 elements will stay in 0.0 and not care about the wardec, and their Jita gankers will hope to catch one of us there; it shouldn't happen but if one of our guys loses a hauler like this I'm gonna laugh at him so hard he'll ragequit. 3- They will come with an even sized fleet and we will have a nice respectable skirmish. I really hope for this, but this is EVE so anything can and will happen!
But about the 3 years in EVE. Every January since 2009 I am amazed at how far I've come in the past year, but even if it has now been 3 years with only very short breaks sometimes I still feel like a complete noob. If I lead a fight there's always something that I overlook. If I fly solo I still tend to bite off more than I can chew. I'll freely admit that the quest for more ISK has kept me away from the much more fun but ISK-draining PvP, and in doing that one can get a bit rusty, but now that I have a few jump clones, a good ISK base and a decent agent to help me replenish the wallet I should be able to spend more time looking for trouble. I know there could be other ways to make ISK; I have a very hot trade alt I can use to buy low/sell high, but that's about it. When I play EVE I am the epitome of Lazy Bastards and I hate working. But money is needed so I have to work a bit. In truth, EVE is not the perfect space game for me, but no game out there even comes close, and those that could are turning into vaporware. Oh well, what can you do.
So what are Cozmik's plans for the next year? These days I'm into buffing up my drone skills, and I won't stop until I have both T2 heavies and sentries. Only then will I be justified in buying an Ishtar. After that I will probably start training T2 lazors and Amarr ships, with the obligatory tracking disrupting and cap sucking skills of course. Nothing fancy, just up to cruiser sized ships. I'm very much of a killmail whore so I've always steered away from logistics ships, but some time this year I think I will bite the bullet and train it up, along with the remote repairing and cap transfering skills. But I very much prefer to be on the killing side than on the repping side; same as above, EVE is not perfect for me. And after that? I'll just train up every sub-capital skills. Even 3 years down the road, when a lot of players are already in Null-sec cap blobs, I still have zero interest in capital ships. The Orca is as big as I'll ever get. I can very well see myself a few years from now and having Cozmik quit training altogether and have an alt start training. But know this: if some game company ever comes out with a single-shard sandbox space game where more effort is put on the actual piloting and PvP aspects than on economy and industry, and ships are flown by a flight control system instead of a keyboard and mouse, I will have a lot of stuff to hand out! But for now, EVE is it and there's only one thing I want from it: get better at flying what I already fly.
Fly dangerous, and if your corp ticker is D-X-M, let's dance!
o7
So tonight one of 3 things will happen. 1- They will come with a blob to camp us in, get bored after an hour and log, leaving stragglers to get WTFBBQ'd. 2- Their 0.0 elements will stay in 0.0 and not care about the wardec, and their Jita gankers will hope to catch one of us there; it shouldn't happen but if one of our guys loses a hauler like this I'm gonna laugh at him so hard he'll ragequit. 3- They will come with an even sized fleet and we will have a nice respectable skirmish. I really hope for this, but this is EVE so anything can and will happen!
But about the 3 years in EVE. Every January since 2009 I am amazed at how far I've come in the past year, but even if it has now been 3 years with only very short breaks sometimes I still feel like a complete noob. If I lead a fight there's always something that I overlook. If I fly solo I still tend to bite off more than I can chew. I'll freely admit that the quest for more ISK has kept me away from the much more fun but ISK-draining PvP, and in doing that one can get a bit rusty, but now that I have a few jump clones, a good ISK base and a decent agent to help me replenish the wallet I should be able to spend more time looking for trouble. I know there could be other ways to make ISK; I have a very hot trade alt I can use to buy low/sell high, but that's about it. When I play EVE I am the epitome of Lazy Bastards and I hate working. But money is needed so I have to work a bit. In truth, EVE is not the perfect space game for me, but no game out there even comes close, and those that could are turning into vaporware. Oh well, what can you do.
So what are Cozmik's plans for the next year? These days I'm into buffing up my drone skills, and I won't stop until I have both T2 heavies and sentries. Only then will I be justified in buying an Ishtar. After that I will probably start training T2 lazors and Amarr ships, with the obligatory tracking disrupting and cap sucking skills of course. Nothing fancy, just up to cruiser sized ships. I'm very much of a killmail whore so I've always steered away from logistics ships, but some time this year I think I will bite the bullet and train it up, along with the remote repairing and cap transfering skills. But I very much prefer to be on the killing side than on the repping side; same as above, EVE is not perfect for me. And after that? I'll just train up every sub-capital skills. Even 3 years down the road, when a lot of players are already in Null-sec cap blobs, I still have zero interest in capital ships. The Orca is as big as I'll ever get. I can very well see myself a few years from now and having Cozmik quit training altogether and have an alt start training. But know this: if some game company ever comes out with a single-shard sandbox space game where more effort is put on the actual piloting and PvP aspects than on economy and industry, and ships are flown by a flight control system instead of a keyboard and mouse, I will have a lot of stuff to hand out! But for now, EVE is it and there's only one thing I want from it: get better at flying what I already fly.
Fly dangerous, and if your corp ticker is D-X-M, let's dance!
o7
Friday, November 19, 2010
Friday's Electric Lunch Hour - 2010/11/19
When Max Cavalera left Sepultura, the band was never the same again. When Max's brother Igor left, interest in Sepultura pretty much died. But recently the old spirit has come back in force as Max and Igor have joined forces to form Cavalera Conspiracy. Add some Life After People shots, and you get one kick-ass video :)
EVE front: The second war we got was a complete waste of time as our enemies don't play on the same time zone, and are a bit too fond of station humping. We didn't get a kill, they got only 3; one Hulk pilot who had it coming and deserved it, Felix's Moa vs a Cane, and one of my Taranii vs a Cynabal. Yes we engaged even knowing we would die, and shit I didn't even have time to come back in something that would actually be a good fight with a Cynabal as the other guy logged. And the next day the same guy had left for IT Alliance. Yep, stupidest war ever. At least the Genesis guys were fun to play with as they were actually out in space. Now, as boring as it may sound Coz needs to do some carebearing cuz I am beyond broke!
Fly more dangerous than I will
o7
Thursday, November 11, 2010
A short victorious war
Sorry Mr Weber if I had to steal your title, but this is pretty much what happened to AMC over the last couple of days. In an event completely unrelated to what was happening in our W-space colony, one of the newer corporations in our alliance was slowly making preparations to leave a system in the Genesis region where they had lived and prospered for a long time to give W-space life a shot. But the place where they live has a funny entity. They are known as Genesis Alliance and they claim to "own" the Genesis region. Their view of things: if you want to live in Genesis you have to join their alliance, or they will suicide-gank mining ships, and ultimately declare war. This was going to be fun!
On Monday night, just has we were getting ready to hit the invaders' tower in W-space, AMC gets an evemail from CONCORD stating that after the obligatory 24 hour period, a state of war would be declared between us and Genesis Alliance. Yay at the free pew-pew without caring about pesky things like security status and sentry guns! So at the same time we are dealing with POS jammers, alliance mails are being sent to get players ready for the coming hostilities. And some time on Tuesday afternoon, war begins. Our enemy appears to have the numbers advantage, but a closer look at the corps and their members reveals that there are a lot of new players. And I mean a LOT! But still, numbers are numbers and a few too-eager AMC guys got popped by a 30-ish man hodge-podge fleet that must've looked like Battlestar Galactica's 12 colony survivors. The more PvP-minded players of AMC (like yours truly) right away warned our players not to jump right into Corp 42's home system as it was heavily camped, but instead pick off stragglers that are traveling between the blob and the market hub of Dodixie. And that is where the tide turned.
There was a failed attempt at a POS bash on Corp 42's tower, but unlike the tower that we hit in W-space, this one is a proper Death Star, with manned guns and proper gun placement. The enemy did have battleships, but the quality of their setups was questionnable and their logistics non-existant. They simply had no choice but to bail out. And all of a sudden something broke in our enemy's ranks. After the blob had split GA members started going about their mundane lives and flying casually here and there, mining afk, and so on. That's when Havegun Willtravel, KL1 and Elmerus Juniorus arrived on the scene and turned Hi-sec Genesis into a bloodbath.
At around the same time, things were getting ready to finish off the small Amarr tower in W-space, and because it had simply been abandoned and the modules not repaired it took only about an hour to erase it from existance. KL and Elmer had actually made it back to W-space and they did the tedious job of killing every single gun, jammer, scram, and POS modules. I may not have certain proof of this, but I'm pretty sure that the GA brass took a quick look at the AMC killboard, put 2 and 2 together and figured out that all the players that were busy in W-space were about to come down on Genesis like flies on poop. Not long after the POS went kaboom, AMC received another evemail from CONCORD stating that Genesis Alliance had retracted its declaration of war and in 24 hours hostilities would end. BOOOOO !!!!
But I wasn't going to be left out. After some real life chores at home and a quick visit to Letrange's place (where I learned the war was about to die), I got on and started asking about enemy movements in Genesis. Things were kind of quiet but 6 to 8 reds were online, and I hooked up with KL1 and Elmer and we right away killed a Cormorant and its pod. As they were checking the traffic at the gates, I decided to push straight to Corp 42's system to tour the belts and smack-talk the reds like only an old BOZO can. And as I land at Belt 1 a flashy red Wreathe is quietly munching on rocks; he barely has time to realise what is happening that he is waking up in a new medical clone. And his corpse is not even fully frozen when a flashy red Osprey lands right on top of me. He is a tad smarter as he was able to warp his pod out but the Osprey is no more. I was just about to pop his wreck full of useless mods that a Manticore arrives, but cloaks right back up and leaves. This was going to be a great night!
Before I have time to check for the bomber's whereabouts the guys at the gate mention something about a Prophecy about to jump in. It gets tackled and raped. I go back to the belts just to make my presence known, and guess what... a few belts later I land right on the uncloaked Manticore! He tried to target me but I think I snuffed him out before he even got a single volley off. And then something weird happened. A neutral in Local noticed all the "started to warp scramble" messages I was generating and convo'd me. Player: "Are you guys at war?". Me: "Yep. They wardecced us and now they're paying for it :)". Player: "Well, you have a GA Tempest about to get here. Free intel!". The Tempest was 2 jumps out and I'm sure I beat CONCORD at the Donut Dropping skill as I left my belt, got to the only gate out where a few more AMC guys were camping, jumped thru and burned hard to the gate the Tempest was about to come through, all the while rallying the troops as frantically as I could. Only KL and Elmer followed me as the second gang got to kill a trashy Thrasher. but we did catch that Tempest and fragged it into next sunday. Elmer got the pod, and I got the sweet battleship killmail!
This was the last major kill of my eventful evening. A Thorax was also killed but most of what we were seeing were noobs frantically trying to leave the area in frigates. After missing 2 or 3 frigs I piped up in Local: "You guys must love your CEO for getting you into this scrap". One of the noobs answered something we found hilarious: "Our CEO would kill you all... he flies a battleship!". I haven't laughed so hard since the BOZO days! And on that funny note I had to call it a night, one of my most prolific nights in my time in EVE. So apparently this alliance lured in newbies with the promise of free ISK and ships, but I think someone just learned the hard way that it's not only the quantity of pilots that's important.
Once again, I'd like to thank all of AMC's care-kodiaks who came out and got the most kills AMC ever got in so little time. We may not be huge, we may be all spread out throughout New Eden, but in the end when push comes to shove we can shove pretty fucking hard! Gratz all !!!
Fly hard and smart
o7
PS: So the Manticore was killed BEFORE the Prophecy... same diff !!! :))
On Monday night, just has we were getting ready to hit the invaders' tower in W-space, AMC gets an evemail from CONCORD stating that after the obligatory 24 hour period, a state of war would be declared between us and Genesis Alliance. Yay at the free pew-pew without caring about pesky things like security status and sentry guns! So at the same time we are dealing with POS jammers, alliance mails are being sent to get players ready for the coming hostilities. And some time on Tuesday afternoon, war begins. Our enemy appears to have the numbers advantage, but a closer look at the corps and their members reveals that there are a lot of new players. And I mean a LOT! But still, numbers are numbers and a few too-eager AMC guys got popped by a 30-ish man hodge-podge fleet that must've looked like Battlestar Galactica's 12 colony survivors. The more PvP-minded players of AMC (like yours truly) right away warned our players not to jump right into Corp 42's home system as it was heavily camped, but instead pick off stragglers that are traveling between the blob and the market hub of Dodixie. And that is where the tide turned.
There was a failed attempt at a POS bash on Corp 42's tower, but unlike the tower that we hit in W-space, this one is a proper Death Star, with manned guns and proper gun placement. The enemy did have battleships, but the quality of their setups was questionnable and their logistics non-existant. They simply had no choice but to bail out. And all of a sudden something broke in our enemy's ranks. After the blob had split GA members started going about their mundane lives and flying casually here and there, mining afk, and so on. That's when Havegun Willtravel, KL1 and Elmerus Juniorus arrived on the scene and turned Hi-sec Genesis into a bloodbath.
At around the same time, things were getting ready to finish off the small Amarr tower in W-space, and because it had simply been abandoned and the modules not repaired it took only about an hour to erase it from existance. KL and Elmer had actually made it back to W-space and they did the tedious job of killing every single gun, jammer, scram, and POS modules. I may not have certain proof of this, but I'm pretty sure that the GA brass took a quick look at the AMC killboard, put 2 and 2 together and figured out that all the players that were busy in W-space were about to come down on Genesis like flies on poop. Not long after the POS went kaboom, AMC received another evemail from CONCORD stating that Genesis Alliance had retracted its declaration of war and in 24 hours hostilities would end. BOOOOO !!!!
But I wasn't going to be left out. After some real life chores at home and a quick visit to Letrange's place (where I learned the war was about to die), I got on and started asking about enemy movements in Genesis. Things were kind of quiet but 6 to 8 reds were online, and I hooked up with KL1 and Elmer and we right away killed a Cormorant and its pod. As they were checking the traffic at the gates, I decided to push straight to Corp 42's system to tour the belts and smack-talk the reds like only an old BOZO can. And as I land at Belt 1 a flashy red Wreathe is quietly munching on rocks; he barely has time to realise what is happening that he is waking up in a new medical clone. And his corpse is not even fully frozen when a flashy red Osprey lands right on top of me. He is a tad smarter as he was able to warp his pod out but the Osprey is no more. I was just about to pop his wreck full of useless mods that a Manticore arrives, but cloaks right back up and leaves. This was going to be a great night!
Before I have time to check for the bomber's whereabouts the guys at the gate mention something about a Prophecy about to jump in. It gets tackled and raped. I go back to the belts just to make my presence known, and guess what... a few belts later I land right on the uncloaked Manticore! He tried to target me but I think I snuffed him out before he even got a single volley off. And then something weird happened. A neutral in Local noticed all the "started to warp scramble" messages I was generating and convo'd me. Player: "Are you guys at war?". Me: "Yep. They wardecced us and now they're paying for it :)". Player: "Well, you have a GA Tempest about to get here. Free intel!". The Tempest was 2 jumps out and I'm sure I beat CONCORD at the Donut Dropping skill as I left my belt, got to the only gate out where a few more AMC guys were camping, jumped thru and burned hard to the gate the Tempest was about to come through, all the while rallying the troops as frantically as I could. Only KL and Elmer followed me as the second gang got to kill a trashy Thrasher. but we did catch that Tempest and fragged it into next sunday. Elmer got the pod, and I got the sweet battleship killmail!
This was the last major kill of my eventful evening. A Thorax was also killed but most of what we were seeing were noobs frantically trying to leave the area in frigates. After missing 2 or 3 frigs I piped up in Local: "You guys must love your CEO for getting you into this scrap". One of the noobs answered something we found hilarious: "Our CEO would kill you all... he flies a battleship!". I haven't laughed so hard since the BOZO days! And on that funny note I had to call it a night, one of my most prolific nights in my time in EVE. So apparently this alliance lured in newbies with the promise of free ISK and ships, but I think someone just learned the hard way that it's not only the quantity of pilots that's important.
Once again, I'd like to thank all of AMC's care-kodiaks who came out and got the most kills AMC ever got in so little time. We may not be huge, we may be all spread out throughout New Eden, but in the end when push comes to shove we can shove pretty fucking hard! Gratz all !!!
Fly hard and smart
o7
PS: So the Manticore was killed BEFORE the Prophecy... same diff !!! :))
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