Cartoon Hayabusa

I spent way too much of my time today playing around with some pixels instead of playing around with some other pixels. Below is the entire corp roster of Screaming Hayabusa in pixelated cartoon form.

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From left to right.

BlackTrax, Feigned Death, Vincent R'lyeh, Ashton Smyth, Miura Bull, Doctor Genocide, Nogusha, Logan LaMort, Lhorenzho, Luna Lafisques, Oxidizing Agent.


A spokesperson for SKRMR refused to confirm or deny the rumour that the corporation is looking to branch out into the holoreel entertainment business.


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The Gnosis With Gno Name

It's a bit like letting a newly qualified glider pilot loose with a commercial Jumbo Jet.

"There you go Sir, we're at 35,000 feet now, do your stuff ... oh did I mention this thing has engines?"

The Gnosis is a 10-year celebratory gift ship, a battlecruiser with no skill prerequisites. I must admit that I didn't know a great deal about them. In all honesty I had not really followed the recent news regarding gifts and what not.

I noticed in a couple of channels that people were talking about this new ship being unlocked and linking possible fits. I was half paying attention, roaming the stars and heading up to Melmaniel to dock up for the night. So imagine my surprise when I jumped into Ouelletta, began my warp across the small system and blipped open the scanner to reveal an unnamed Gnosis hull on scan. The pilot was only four days old.

It was busy in local, some twenty or so pilots but just this guy on scan. I had now deciphered that he was in the top belt.

Okay.

Having landed on my outgate I was half tempted to just jump through and dock up for the night, my roam had been quiet and I was convincing myself that this had to be bait. But I was curious. I hit warp to the belt and sure enough landed right on top of the odd looking ship.

Keeping open the scanner as I began to work on the battlecruiser I noticed a Daredevil and an Incursus show up briefly on scan but then leave.

As the system fell silent and those stationside slept or did their thing a moment of musical calm fell upon the asteroid belt. It was like the rocks were humming the backing track as the rhythmic chattering of the killer's autocannons bounced along joyfully. In stark contrast to the Gnosis and its mixed weapons that sounded somewhat like a poorly rehearsed symphony of instruments made of junk metal.

In the end it was a straight forward demolition job and this Gnosis was no more. Put out of its misery you might say. No need for an encore.

Looking at the list of Gnosis losses it would also appear that this was the very first Gnosis loss in lowsec.


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Black Box of Death

Black Box of Death.

Warp Core Blackout Scrambler I

This module is a utility high-slot module that uses roughly the same CPU and powergrid as a Small Energy Neutralizer. It is a powerful module that was first used in very rough form by various rebel pirate hacker groups across New Eden, often going undetected by the authorities. It was said that no two blackout scramblers were ever the same, such were the haphazard construction methods employed.

Once authorities did learn of this new found 'black technology' they did not stop until they had their hands on it. Rumours grew with regards whether or not they came into the possession of the scramblers via genuine purchasing rights or through other more sinister methods. It has been in constant development for a number of years now, but as the faction wars rage on, the technology has finally been pushed onto the front lines.

It requires a highly advanced script to run at its full power and it can only be used on frigate sized ship hulls. The penalties of using such a powerful module are quite severe. Once activated the Blackout Scrambler also renders the host ship's warp core inactive for 60 seconds after the cycle has finished. Further, the Blackout Scrambler comes with a 50% speed reduction penalty for the duration of its operation.

Simply put, this is an infini-point high-slot scrambler to combat the increasing use of Warp Core Stabilizers in the faction warfare zones. It is thought to have been championed and rushed into development by a merciless Minmatar commando who grew tired of not only his 'soldiers' leaving the field of battle, but that of the enemy factions too. He calls this invention his 'Black Box', or as some others have put it ... his 'anti-cowardice device'.


Acts of cowardice have long been punishable by military law, which defines a wide range of cowardly offenses including desertion in face of the enemy and surrendering to the enemy against orders. The punishment for such acts is typically severe, ranging from corporal punishment to the death sentence. 


"Those who choose to fight and don't, we don't want you here. Those who choose to run from the enemy are cowards, waxing their purse and sullying the name of those who do fight for the cause. They are fat pigs with only ISK on the brain. If ISK was food they would have it smeared across their dirty fat piggy little faces like excrement. They are the runners and their rotten and shitty stench fills me with rage. I will drive them from our heartlands. Whether this be through them fleeing in utter panic at the prospect of a fight, or be it at the hands of the Black Box and my fist. Blood will flow once again in the war zone. We will fight and they will die as soldiers and not cowards, they can be known for ever as cowardice runners or they can be heroes!" - Unnamed Minmatar Commando. YC114.

Blackout Script



Originally used by the silent hacker group 'Screaming Hayabusa' to break past high tech security firmware, these script packs contain intricate code which modify the inherent behaviour of certain modules by directly inserting 'black poison' commands into the firmware. The applications of such technology was not lost on the major players and the kids who invented it allegedly sold their rough cut technology for vast sums.

Now refined and extensively tested, this script can be loaded into a Warp Core Blackout Scrambler to focus its effect upon a single ship much like a standard warp disruptor. This allows the module to scramble ships of any size, including ships normally immune to all forms of electronic warfare.




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House of Flying Autocannons

MBDOT Film Productions presents - House of Flying Autocannons.

This post is intended as a parody of the wuxia film House of Flying Daggers. If you haven't seen it yet I highly recommend that you go watch it right now! Go on! We'll see you later .... This post pretty much gives away the original plot so *SPOILER WARNING* ...

Further, whilst real New Eden actors and actresses have been used in this production, any characters, corporations and/or alliances appearing in this work are fictitious. Any resemblance to real characters, corporations or alliances, active or inactive, is purely coincidental.



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YC115.

The once great DED Complex Dynasty is now in decline. Deep in the forests of Black Rise and Placid, numerous rebel splinter groups have formed, the largest of which is the House of Flying Autocannons. The Flying Autocannons steal from the rich faction warfare dwellers and give to the poor, gaining the support of the locals.

The local deputies have managed to kill the leader of the Flying Autocannons, but the rebel group only becomes stronger, due to a mysterious new leader called Miura. Under the guise of the SKRMR tag they claim to be a small band of assassins, who fly the banner of the Hayabusa as the supreme spiritual leaders of the Flying Autocannons.

Logan LaMort and Vincent R'lyeh, rebel captains, are ordered to kill the new leader within ten downtimes.

In order to accomplish this, they arrest Luna Lafisques, a blind exotic dancer who is suspected of being the daughter of the old leader of the Flying Autocannons.

While Luna is incarcerated, Logan and Vince decide to let her go to track the mastermind; Logan will pretend to be a lone warrior called Barrage, and break her out of prison. This will gain her trust, and hopefully, Logan will be led to the headquarters of the Flying Autocannons.

The plan works, but Luna and Logan fall in love on the way. They are followed at a distance by Vincent; Logan and Vincent meet secretly to discuss their plans. Logan jokes about his seduction of the girl; Vincent warns him sternly against getting involved.

To add authenticity to the deception, Vincent and his men ambush the pair: the fight is, however, an elaborate fake. The bullets from the fleet of Rifters swooping above the forests are simply dummy rounds. Further on, they are attacked again, but this time their assailants are apparently for real: Logan and Luna battle for their lives in the dusty asteroid fields, being saved only by the intervention of an unseen autocannon-thrower. Furious, Logan confronts Vincent: Vincent explains that he has reported the matter up the chain of command and his general has taken over the pursuit. Logan realizes that he is now expendable.

Once again, Logan and Luna are attacked by the General's men. They are hopelessly outnumbered; at the last minute they are saved when the House of Flying Autocannons reveal themselves from behind a darkened stargate. Logan and Vincent are captured and taken to their headquarters. At this point, a number of surprising revelations are made. Luna is not blind, nor is she the old leader's daughter - she was merely pretending to be. Vincent is in fact an undercover agent for the House of Flying Autocannons, which has engineered the whole chain of events in order to draw the General into a decisive battle. Furthermore, Vincent is in love with Luna: he has waited for three expansions for her whilst working undercover.

Luna, however, cannot bring herself to love Vincent: over the last few days she has fallen for Logan. But as Logan is now a liability, she is ordered by Miura, the leader of the House of Flying Autocannons, to pod him and remove all his medical clones. Instead Luna takes him away then frees him from his bonds before they make love in the asteroid field. Logan then begs Luna to flee with him, but she is torn between her love and her duty to the House, as well as guilt over Vincent; Logan leaves alone, bolting into the skies in an old Rifter.

Luna finally decides to fly after Logan, but is ambushed on the Ostingele Forest gate by Vincent who is embittered by her rejection and consumed by jealousy for Logan. Luna, not realizing that Vincent has thrown two autocannons stuck together, only manages to ward off one before the other strikes her in the chest. As Luna lies dying, Logan returns to find Vincent, and they begin an epic battle of honor and revenge, fighting from asteroid belt to ice field.

Luna, regaining consciousness, grabs the autocannon in her chest and threatens to pull it out and to throw it in order to kill Vincent if Vincent kills Logan with his throwing cannon; in doing so Luna would sacrifice her own life, as it would enable the blood to flow and cause her to bleed to death. Logan begs her not to do it, willing to die rather than let her be killed. Infuriated, Vincent throws his arm out as if to throw an autocannon at Logan, leading Luna to rip the autocannon out of her own heart and throw it, not at Vincent but instead in an attempt to deflect Vincent's attack and save Logan. However, all her autocannon does is deflect a droplet of blood, as Vincent never let go of his autocannon.

Vincent stumbles off into the ice field as a grief-stricken Logan holds Luna's lifeless body, singing the song originally sung by Luna at the beginning in the Exotic Pavilion in Pelille.

In the north there is a beauty; surpassing the universe, she stands alone.

A glance from her will overthrow a corp; another glance will overthrow an alliance.

One can not know whether it will be a corp or an alliance that will be overthrown.

But it would be difficult to behold such a beauty again.

Cast.

Logan LaMort

Luna Lafisques

Vincent R'lyeh

Miura

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Combat Boosters Reloaded

Deep in the darkest corner of null-sec space sits a modest drug lab and other wonderful chemical and biochemical paraphernalia. A mad scientist is at work. They call him Chemical Daddy or the Doo-Doo Man and they say that he never eats or sleeps and that his eyes are made of synthetic golden cytoserocin.

The stars twinkle to a seemingly never-ending backdrop of the endless void. Visitors pass through the old stargates, oblivious to the revolution that is cooking in this magical system that for the most part sits in a permanent silence. In the distance a chemical reactor array bubbles and froths like a witch's cauldron. 

Today a new combat booster is born. A revolution is about to take place. A miracle. Pilots will rejoice and sing about the Doo-Doo Man as their guns chatter and sing through broken jam cycles!

Introducing the Zenith. 

A combat booster so powerful that the rumour goes that just a mere moment's thought of this drug will send a gatecamping Falcon pilot into a delirious rage that causes their head to literally pop instantaneously.

The Zenith is a powerful combat booster and not for the faint of heart.

Zenith combat booster.

• Synth ~ 10% chance of 60 seconds of ECM immunity. No penalty.

• Standard ~ 25% chance of 60 seconds of ECM immunity. 20% chance of -25% speed penalty.

• Improved ~ 50% chance of 60 seconds of ECM immunity. 30% chance of -50% speed penalty.

• Strong ~ 75% chance of 60 seconds of ECM immunity. 40% chance of -75% speed penalty.

The hit is so strong and so mesmerising that it causes the wires in the brain to slowly cook and burn like a light bulb filament. This gives the chance of an overall speed penalty as the navigation cortex slowly fries under heavy load. Early test subjects have reported that this speed penalty is not as bad as it may first sound, the feeling of euphoria at escaping a cycle on the test Falcon proving a worthwhile sweetener to the fear of cooking your own brain. The burning sensation the test subjects reported was easily soothed with a milk of Bosena capsule inserted into the left ear canal.

It is also worth noting that for the duration of the booster the chance is repeated per attempted jam cycle and is not restricted to one dice roll, so to speak. During a live experiment test subjects reported extreme frustration shown from the test Falcons as their jams continued to fail.

The revolution is here people.

MB.

Decon Narrative

When I'm roaming from region to region I like to cut the journey short sometimes and dash through hi-sec space. Well, in theory. In fact this usually makes my journey slightly longer but it adds the chance of some fights along the way instead of roaming empty lo-sec after empty lo-sec. Usually, when I'm heading from the Verge Vendor/Essence side of town up to Heimatar/Metropolis I like to take a diversionary route through the lo-sec island systems as I like to call them. Isenan/Parts/Obalyu and then on to Seyllin/Ane and then further on towards Decon/Sharuveil. For the most part these are quiet systems surrounded by the pickings of hi-sec space. Occasionally you get lucky and the odd target or two drops in through the unwelcoming gates of lo-sec space.

This particular evening is looking like a routine case of empty-space tumbleweed-infested systems. On my last stop in Decon however I notice a Catalyst loitering in one of the belts and landing just inside scram range soon dispose of the unfortunate destroyer.

But this isn't the story of a mixed-tank destroyer.

After docking up for a little while I then notice a couple of characters in local that grab my attention. Undocking an Enyo I am alerted to two Thorax-class cruisers seemingly parked at the sun. Are they catching a suntan or doing something else? I am not going to let them bake for much longer and immediately point my ship in the direction of the sun.

I land 100k off of them.

Not wanting to spook them further by burning towards them I warp out and then back in at 100. Half expecting them to have warped off at my initial sighting, I am gladly surprised to find myself jumping on their beach towel as they continue to soak up the rays.

A fairly straight forward pair of kills for the Enyo. Nothing spectacular but for some odd looking fits to look at. At this point I decide to dock up for the night in Decon.

The next morning I open some mail from one of the Thorax pilots and this tickles me somewhat. Always nice to know that your work is appreciated.

There are people in local and I'm looking for something for breakfast. Maybe I can grab myself one of those tasty newbies that James Chapdelaine talks of? Or perhaps I should don my tuxedo and go search for a proper meal in the bountiful spacelanes of null-sec? Hmm.

There is a Vexor in local with the pilot's name flashing on the d-scan like a beacon.

That will have to do. An interesting fit come to think of it.

Now as I am disposing of Vexor number 1 another Vexor shows up on scan and then quickly disappears. Instinctively I point my Enyo towards the top belt and sure enough I land at zero next to him.

There is a strange feeling you get when you notice energy neutralizers eating away at your capacitor and you can't do much about it.

Shield Enyo, no nosferatu. Shit.

This is a brawl. A race for survival, we are like two junkyard dogs, scratching and biting--fighting for our lives in the mud.

Neutralizers and no cap and then brief bursts of blaster fire. No guns on the Vexor. A mixed bag of tech 1 and tech 2 drones. Do I use my brief and somewhat precious chunks of regenerated capacitor to try and take out the drones or do I concentrate solely on the ship?

I choose the ship.

This is going to be close.

There is a strange feeling you get when you notice that your shield Enyo has just entered structure and your guns aren't working.

I manage to fire off the odd burst of blaster fire but my guns resemble a dead car battery on a damp and cold winter morning.

The Vexor dips into structure. Like a fallen beast he staggers backwards and his neutralizers are no longer stinging ... like the dog I am I seize the moment and go for the killing blow, a new found level of adrenalin as overloaded blasters finally start ripping into the larger hull.

Heart pumping.

I am at 22 percent structure.

Hold it!

I know he is working those cap boosters. I don't want to see any more neutralizers.

Stars are born and collapse in the time it takes the last slither of the Vexor's hull to crumple under the darkened sky of Decon this fateful morning.

But crumple it does.

With the taste of blood in my mouth I bite at the pod as hard as I can. No time for holding back frenzied dogs.

I'm not sure what the Omega's job is there.

The pilot opens up a conversation and we exchange gf's and he tells me he thought he had me there and I must admit he is right. It was a hell of a close call. It's a pleasant chat and we close the convo with a salute.

And then.

Anyone for tennis?



MB.


*update. Another 1.5 billion was added shortly after this blog post went live.

Screaming Outburst

The Enyo swoops. The imaginary back-up prober has yielded a 100% hit as the fleet chat window spools up into life.

Miura Bull > forgive me, wrong button click

The fleet window is closed but we are already in warp. Somewhere, on top of a mountain, snow swirls and the sky darkens as a warp scrambler is engaged.

Blasters.


JewS Sebone > help plz

JewS Sebone > help me


kill

In a moment of desperation the hapless victim opens up a conversation with the Screaming Hayabusa! pilot. This is not the nicest way to lose a ship, but a lesson will be learned today and a God must be fed.


Miura Bull > hello

JewS Sebone > for watch?

JewS Sebone > for what?

JewS Sebone > *

Miura Bull > a sacrifice to the Hayabusa

Miura Bull > I serve one God. I feed the Falcon and it protects me

Miura Bull > protects my fellows, you were the sacrifice for a favourable future dice roll

JewS Sebone > kill mi

JewS Sebone > kapsule

JewS Sebone > just kill kaps now plz

Miura Bull > self destruct. the hayabusa has fed. the warm glow of death now awaits you

Miura Bull > you must commit this final passage with your own hand

JewS Sebone > in short don't know how you'll understand that YOU GANDON FUCKING NOT ВИДИШ QUEST I am going TO do my COCK SO DO PIDARAS YOU FUCKING

Miura Bull > Summer grasses,
All that remains,
Of soldiers' dreams

JewS Sebone > wath

JewS Sebone > you humanly can say

JewS Sebone > wat are you?

Miura Bull > find the mountain. forgiveness awaits you

JewS Sebone > and now the same thing only not in halting English

Miura Bull > fly safe, my little pea

JewS Sebone > fku

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