No Game Achievements, Only Wrecks, and I’m Good with That

After finishing my last, long overdue post, I undocked and headed out to the neighboring system, which is now enemy territory. The system was crowded, and I immediately pinged an Executioner within a small plex. Already I can tell I just need to dive in again, since just the thought of mixing it up was giving me the shakes. So strange how this game inspires such real physical manifestations of anxiety.

Going on the defensive would have probably been the calmer move, but then again that’s not what this blog is about. I go on the attack! I fly in, and get even more excited, (thus shakier), as I realize that the pilot, COOLCHICK Rova, is not a bot that will go on the run. She gets a good amount of damage in on my shields, as I weave my way through the full stupid mode that I have slipped into. What I did right: prepped my micro warp drive to overheat… and that’s about it. The many details that I had previously organized slipped away. I didn’t even really have a good camera angle to allow me to maneuver through these details. Where I would manually click into space past my opponent to microwarp drive past before establishing orbit, I just panic and default to orbit button. Oh yeah, then I target her, and oh damn… deploy drones. Then I realized that I separated my Hobgoblins from my Warriors, (as I would in my PvE experience), so now there are two groups that I need to command. Like I said, I went full stupid.

Anyway, I finally get to the orbit I want, and my drones begin to do there job. They chew through COOLCHICK Rova’s shields quick, and get well into armor. To no surprise, I see massive armor repairs go into action on her active tanked ship. I also notice that she’s slipping away from my warp disruption range. That’s when I remember camera angle and position, and how I have not been managing this. I attempt a quick adjust, and I overheat my warp disruptor to extend the range. That’s when I noticed my micro warp drive has burned out. Nice. I’m back to the basics now.

The combat continues as I now slowly orbit at a good distance, but my hopes with winning have severely declined. COOLCHICK Rova is keeping up with her armor repairs, and her lasers continue to work away at me. This combat has gone on too long considering the number of errors I made. I guess COOLCHICK Rova senses this too, as she extends distance on me, and then flies away. This leaves me gliding slowly through this plex, mouth hanging open a bit in shock. What? No other ships on d-scan, so she could not think help was on the way. Maybe her Ancillary Armor Repairer ran out of paste? This is just a guess based on the significant damage repair she displayed. I don’t know. I just thought for sure I was a sitting duck for her.

Not much for PvP, but check out that fashion!

After the combat I looked at her profile, which just escalated my confusion. RvB, if I remember correct, is a PvP alliance. I quickly fly into a player station, make repairs, and now head out to the next system she traveled. This is my attempt to go round two. I figure she may have docked to restock, and would be willing to dance again. Nope. I chase her through at least three systems. I head to plexes and d-scan away, but she eventually exits the system I enter. Since I did everything short of trash talk, (which I really attempt not to indulge in), I am now confident she does not want to fight. Which again makes me question her selection in corporation and alliance. Oh well.

I settle into a plex to defend. I am curious how much LP will be earned from attacking a novice site while the Gallente militia is in Tier 1 status. Spoiler alert: about the same, if not lower, than defending with a high Tier rank. At least it takes more time to complete with all the npc spawns that you have to kill. Yes, sarcasm. I shouldn’t get too down on this. When the Gallente militia tiers up, I’m hoping to be surprised at the LP value. At least that’s my hope.

A familiar face pops into system, and welcomes me back in local – Daniel Alpena. You know him from the boom: XQ0016! There’s another pilot in system, and we chat in local for a bit. The other pilot seems to be giving Daniel crap about his -9.8 status not being -10, and references some bombing kills of multiple targets Daniel recently conducted. Personally I’m not sure if the other pilot was a little angry or having some fun, but the incident that was discussed assures me that Daniel Alpena has a lot of fun in a variety of ways in low sec.

I ask Daniel what he is flying, and he tells me a Tristan carrying a load of corpses. So, I remind him I’m a viable target, and moments later he arrives in my plex. The dance begins. I keep distance on him, which is always much easier while defending. We begin to work on each others’ drones. Daniel has guns, so he hits harder, but I successfully recalled and deployed as he damaged. I lose one while taking out his, and then I focus drone fire on his Tristan.

49th kill

Throughout the fight, I could have been better at maintaining lock on him. There were several times I drifted past my disruptor’s range. We exchange “gf” in local, and chat a little more. Apparently the Tristan I just wrecked had 47 kill marks on it. Daniel also joked that I should have fun with the 20 corpses that dropped as loot. The above kill mail does not extend far enough to show that, but yep 20 corpses! Daniel has been busy destroying bots. I recognized several of the names now in my cargo hold. I finish off the plex, and drop off the loot. I am one of those morbid pilots that have a cargo can to store corpses. Sort of a morgue freezer I guess. I have been with this game for years, and I keep thinking there may be more to these items than just morbid trophies. Even if that is not the case, morbid trophies still draws me in.

Not willing to log out yet, I make another small roam. Four blinking pilots in Loes, but I can only identify the location of one. Arderic Kion is running a mission – Demolition – in a Merlin. I think it’s probably a trap, but what the hell. Using the gate, I warp in about 50 km away. He’s finishing off the last rat, and does not appear to attempt to align away. I spam d-scan, but no ships yet. We lock each other simultaneously, and I easily establish an orbit at 17 km around him. Strange thing, as we engage each other the other three Caldari pilots leave system. The Merlin just melts under my drone fire.

50th kill
Guilt or justification payment?

I wish him a “gf” in local, and destroy his pod. After collecting the loot, I dock to look over my haul and kill mail. That’s when I realize this kill was cheaper than the bots I’ve killed. I see the Civilian Gatling Railgun in his cargo bay, and now I just feel bad. You see, along with my risk averse nature I have a high guilt factor that nags at me. Of course I do not know for sure, this is a new player, and I feel bad beating up on a three day old pilot. I send him an Eve mail and some money to help alleviate my guild. As I type this mail though, I do realize that he entered into faction warfare, so these kills can’t be too much of a surprise for him. Acknowledging the fact that he’s fair game in this war seems legit, but I still throw some cash at him to encourage him to continue to play. Funny fact about my stupid conscious, after I log off I fret the amount I sent him was too stingy. The next day I send him 5,000,000 ISK more.

But hey! Ding! I reached 50 kills! No achievement unlocked in Eve space though. Just cold reality. Another thing I love about the game. If you don’t get value from your own intrinsic reward system, you will not enjoy the game. Then again… there are the frozen corpses to scoop up.

This was my reward following the Merlin kill.

XQ0031 kill mail

The next day I log in and attack a plex. Xander Dayne flew in with his Tristan, and we battled for a while. I immediately went to work on his drones, which took more attention from me than I preferred. As I later stated to Xander, I love flying Tristans, but I hate fighting them. While I was commanding drones to kill drones, my attention drew away from the orbit distance. Xander was not recalling his drones, but kept his attention to driving forward to close the distance. Again, time away has made me sloppy. I was too sparing with my micro warp drive. Because I had prepped it to overload and burned it out previously, my micro warp drive unwisely became the object I needed to protect. Again, I need to get used to overheating it to establish the orbit I want, then turning off the overheat – not the whole module. The drive should remain on until I identify that much speed is not necessary for the fight. What makes my concern even more unfortunate is that Daniel had a neut, so when I realized how close he was I think I was able to get one pulse from the drive out before my capacitor was sucked dry.

After shooting out three of his drones and my cap running dry, I focused my drone fire to Xander’s Tristan. Now it was a straight out race. Soon after I focused my fire on his ship, Xander realized that he needed to deploy more drones. Now we had a race as drones pounded went to work on each of our ships. My hope to win sinks when I see he is active tanked. Each time his armor zips up with white, my hope slips more. I go boom, while Xander enjoyed his victory with 6% of his hull left. Xander and I chat it up for a while in local. He gave me some great tips, and I offered my newb insight for him as well. Good lessons were learned, and, much like Daniel earlier, Xander will be an opponent I will enjoy running into again. Daniel also dropped 50 million into my account for the encounter. Not necessary, but appreciated. This too most likely caused me to rethink my earlier gesture to Arderic, and led me to throw more money his way.

XQ0032 powers up, and away I go. To improve my attack, I roam looking for targets already in a plex. No luck, so I settle in to a plex and start my orbit. A Succubus comes in to system, slides into my plex, and just destroys me.

XQ0032 kill mail

Land 780 just swarmed me, and then without a word podded me. That’s fine. At least the loot fairy gave him the big middle finger from my wreck.

Thanks for the info Diana – whoever you are!

I was a little irritated by this, since I wasn’t sure how to process this encounter. Upon reflection, this Succubus seemed to really have trouble maintaining a comfortable distance. Considering the damage that was applied to my Tristan at such extreme distances, Land 780 had to be beam laser fit. My drones also seemed to really struggle keeping up with the ship, as very little damage was applied. I went on zKillboard to do a little research. Land 780 has racked up tons of kills, but most of them are among gangs. He has not lost a Succubus, so this is frustrating. I dig a little deeper into zKillboard, and found the fit pictured here. Of course this is just speculation, but considering the speed and other modules that were applied at various ties in the fight – I figure this is probably close to what I was up against. The bling modules are also my guess, but I don’t get the impression Land 780 is someone who enters into fights unless he feels he guaranteed a kill. Such pilots invest highly to glean every ounce of advantage.

If I sound a little bitter about Land 780’s victory, it’s probably more about me being spoiled by the other pilots I’ve encountered taking time to talk in some way. I too have podded other pilots, but I attempt to throw a “gf” up in local at least. The encounter with Land 780 was all business, which ultimately is fine. Doesn’t mean I have to like that style.

Butcher’s Bill: 67 Tristans waiting for their destruction; 50 kills.

Back from Break

Wow, how quickly six months go by… and yet not really. Apologies to my readers for the long delay between posts. To be straight forward, my real life work got the best of me. I fell into a funk, (as I felt stuck in my job), and my focus went into keeping my head down and just continue forward with what had to be done. The good news, I found another job! Although I’m staying in my career field, (which I considered leaving), I decided to give it another go – just try a different setting with another community. I’m hoping for the best, but honestly I’m just happy to leave the toxic environment that I felt was sucking out my soul.

Needless to say, my time was taken up with long hours and searching for other opportunities, in between trying to participate positively with my family. This takes up a lot of energy, as well as time. Although I have had some time to play Eve, I did not want to progress with Quin. Not that I did not want undock and seek destruction. I knew I was behind on my postings, and did not want to get too far ahead of my blog. As it is, I fear that my memory of the last events back in January will be rough. I hope you will forgive any lack of clear details that will follow, but I am committed to this task – regardless of how long it will take.

A long, long overdue thank you is due to Lt Lunar Lazair. One of the times I logged in to check on a few things, I noticed more ISK in the wallet than before. At first I was excited to think that many of the items on the market sold, but the sales did not add up to reflect the 500 million increase. Then I read my Eve mail, and noticed his message encouraging me to keep up the blog. He generously transferred the funds to me in support of my efforts. Although this was not asked for and of course not necessary, I really do appreciate the gift and support. Lt Lunar Lazair embodies the player that keeps me coming back to Eve, and I would encourage any reader that is interested in getting into PvP to reach out to him and his corporation – Proioxis Assault Force [PROIX].

Now it’s time to roll up my sleeves, squint really hard, and force out the memories of my last boom, boom adventures.

Some time after my last little kill of plex bot, I was flying circles around the button of plex, when I detected a Succubus pop up on my short scan. I began to prepare – pulling even more distance than normal, and the fight started in my favor. The pilot, Thoradain Greelich, could not close the distance fast enough, and started to pull away. I clicked the approach button and over heated my warp disruptor. I did not want to lose lock on him. However, he was able to whittle away at me, and at times in our dance he managed to close the distance and exact more damage than I preferred. The fight was long, and each of us had moments of over confidence followed by panic. The result was my Tristan not holding up to the stress.

XQ0027 Kill Mail

Thoradain Greelich and I conversed a bit by Eve mail. He complimented me on the fight, as he admitted that he thought his, as he stated, “blinged out” Succubus fit would melt my Tristan. He did not want to share his fit with me, but from his compliment I could tell this would have been a glorious kill if I won. At least I was responsible for reminding him, as he noted, underestimating Tristans can be a very bad mistake.

I follow this up with a bot kill.

45th Kill

I remember this was a crazy time, as many pilots were active in low sec during my online time. Many gate camps were popping up, and gangs were roaming. This brings me to my next encounter. Again, I’m minding my own business in a plex, when I see this gang pop into system. I know it is only a matter of time before I’m jumped, but I stay put determined to give a good fight. A Federation Navy Comet finds my plex, and we begin to dance. His buddies take a bit of time coming, and I know he’s most likely howling at them for help as my drones tear away at him. He can’t reach me from the distance I have on him. The first of his crew, Panty Raider, is flying a Republic Fleet Firetail, and she is so fast, (and the Comet pilot is actively flying away to the plex center), that I have no choice but to focus on Panty Raider. I make her the focus to my stay at 20 km distance button, and from my experience with Firetails I know she’s squishier than the Comet. I also know that I have to commit to this since three other ships, a Worm, Daredevil, and a Caldari Navy Hookbill, have joined in on the party in this plex. These ships have a combo of speed and long range weapons, but I’m already making plans on my next target after the Firetail pops.

46th kill

I now order my damaged drones to zap away at the Daredevil. The Comet pilot never really joins in the fight, which is disappointing since I would have loved to continue with the work I started on him earlier. This whole time I’m completely micromanaging the drones and maintaining distance with ships as they attempt to close the distance with me. I put a good scare on the Daredevil pilot before this gang finishes off my drones and I go boom.

XQ0028 Kill Mail

My goal was at least two kills from this gang, but that might have been ambitious. I was pleased it took a lot of time for them to kill my Tristan. I think when I get jumped by a small gang of this size and make up, my best chance is extending the time out to allow for wild cards to possibly enter the fray. Alas, that was not to be the case here.

My next kills are not exciting. Two more bots.

47th Kill
48th Kill

My next encounter irritated me. Not the pilot, Shiitake LC, but rather my continued issues with maintaining a favorable distance from my opponent. Shiitake LC’s Breacher was able to close distance with me to allow his rockets to go to town. This was not immediate however. Initially the combat was going well, but this Breacher’s shield repair was just crazy!!! This too frustrated me through the combat. The result was my ship go boom.

XQ0029 Kill Mail

Shiitake LC and I exchange “gf” by Eve mail. I was able to acquire his frustrating fit.

He flew the ship well, which I mean to say he managed the shield repair very well. I remember believing he was flying a shield fit, but I got very excited when I saw how deeply my drones ripped into his armor. That’s when Shiitake LC let loose with his cap boosters. This frigate must not have any cargo space leaving port. That is another little hang up I have to overcome. I like loot. I have a really difficult time with fits that are straight out combat oriented. This makes me just worry that I’m going to come across some juicy scavenge material, but cannot load it in between all the cap boosters occupying my cargo hold. Anyway, that’s another issue to get over some other day.

My next encounter is interesting in the fact that there really is not much to tell. Ciba Lelulu flew into my plex with his Wolf, destroyed me, then flew away like I wasn’t even an after thought.

XQ0030 Kill Mail

Pulling distance was not a factor, since his howitzers just shredded me. I think he was also fit for speed, as my drones seemed to have trouble tracking him. I even had the warriors out! I don’t really know what else I could have done facing off with a Wolf here. This just may be the check mate fit against this Tristan fit. If/when I encounter another Wolf, I’ll attempt different approaches. Maybe I’ll be able to glean some helpful details in future encounters.

That now brings me up to date. I can now return to flying and blowing up. Interesting detail since my last roam date, the Caldari are dominating the fleet war, and most of my near systems are under Caldari control. This will be an added dynamic to my fleet warfare experience. We’ll see how the LP pay out is for going on the offensive.

Again, thank you for hanging in there with me during my break. These things happen, and the fact that so many of us return after such breaks is a testament to how good our game is. Though I do not believe any skills I had developed have held up as good. Oh well, let the lessons continue.

Record: 69 Tristans ready to be dusted off: 48 kills.