Projectile Playlist Part I

In response to this excellent post by Suleiman Shouaa, in which he offers up his playlist for his pvp habits, I hereby give to you my Projectile Playlist.

System Of A Down - ATWA I like to listen to this when stalking an unsuspecting pilot in the belts, usually I like to time the slamming of projectile fire against my prey about the 45 seconds mark.

Throw Away Your Television - Red Hot Chili Peppers The funky bass licks accompany an impromptu roam perfectly, bobbing around system after system hunting for quarry in typical Minmatar fashion.

Vampire Weekend - White Sky This is usually played when I'm in a relaxed mood. Maybe I've just made a kill and I'm scooping loot or heading back to base after a long roam. A great tune to unwind to.

Sigur Rós - Inní mér syngur vitleysyngur Love to pvp to this. Within me a madman sings. Appropriate to my fly style.

Bloc Party - Blue Light (Engineers Anti-Gravity Remix) This is a perfect tune to have on whilst on a long roam.

She Wants Revenge - Tear You Apart This usually gets played during Rifter duels, the title usually what I want to do to my enemy. Cool video too.

That's it for now. Watch out for part II sometime in the future.



MB.

Efficiency? What efficiency?

Looking over my killboard statistics it has dawned on me that at the beginning of my headlong fall into piracy that I am not really very efficient. I'm currently hovering around the 60% mark. I don't know if this would be termed as bad or average for a pilot my age? What I do know is that losing assault ships doesn't do your efficiency any good. I can't seem to stay away from the Jaguar hull though, it really does rock in the right engagement and is a ship I consider great fun to fly, even when losing in one you get the sense of a fun duel.

So, what's the plan now? Well, I'm just going to carry on as I am, maybe ensure I hop into the Rifter after every 'expensive' loss. I'm not going to fuss over it, I'm sure over time it will iron out and become more of a respectable rating but that's for another day and somebody else to worry about. I would however be keen to hear from other pilots on what they think about efficiency ratings and if they can remember what their experiences were of being 'efficient' in the early stages of their dark careers.

Now, ready me my Jaguar!!

MB.

Whiskey Eyes

The subtle red light above my head bounced off the wall across from me and dimly cast its warm glow on the mirrored wall opposite my bunk. The digital room timer read 05:14. Next to me lay an empty bottle of Thukker Fire whiskey that I had claimed from a recent trip into the Great Wildlands. The glass glistened ruby under the light. The room was filled with cold air, the sweat stained clothes on my back clung to my skin in an uncomfortable fashion.

I shut my eyes again to block out the thumping in my head. My implants twitched and I felt the need for a re-tune.


09:36


I woke with a jolt. The red night light in the room was now the working hours bright yellow issue and my eyes hurt. I fumbled around for my shades and out of sheer luck I managed to grab hold. I put them on and managed to pull myself from my slumber. My body ached and I muttered to myself no more liquor, for a few days at least.


The hangar was empty. I readied my Rifter and made my way over to pod immersion. As I walked past the huge window of the hangar I noticed nothing but emptiness out in the space lanes. In front of me lay days of border patrols and hunting. It was now time to pillage and burn, murder and lock horns with the Elite and also the unsuspecting kind.

As I exited the station I jammed open the warp drive and bolted into the distance.


MB.

Jump Freighter Diverted (Holiday Cancellation)

As the title suggests . . . . . The planned base in null-sec has been postponed and the ships and equipment diverted to a low-sec system for future operations.

Apologies to the many gangs who would have benefited from ganking my little Rifter hulls with their mighty fleets.

MB.

The 0.0 Experiment

I had received news from my agent in Jita that all the modules, equipment, ammunition, food, drink, drugs (combat, as well as recreational, ahem) and ships were all loaded into the jump freighter and ready for the instructed destination. I started to get an uneasy feeling in the bottom of my stomach, swirling around like an unwanted intestinal invader.

Destination - Syndicate region.


"A den of thieves, scoundrels, bandits, black market dealers, gamblers, pimps and prostitutes. All in all, a nice place for a holiday"

- Unnamed Gallente Senator


Sounds just like my kind of place. The plan was simple and daunting at the same time. I had planned to jump-freight 34 ships into null security space under the cover of darkness and stealth.This was going to be a holiday of sorts, a step into the void that is null-sec or 0.0, whatever you prefer, it can be and will be a daunting arena for the rookie combat pilot. I plan to use the vacation to sharpen my teeth, so to speak.

The 34 ships I have decided to take are as follows. 25 Rifters, 5 Jaguars, 2 Wolfs and 2 Republic Fleet Firetails. I have 5 different fits ready to roll for the Rifters and the others are pretty much standard issue. I fully expect each and every ship to die in some kind of grizzly, explosive fireworks cocktail.

The system I plan to base out of has been chosen as a staging post for raids into Cloud Ring, Outer Ring, Fountain, Great Wildlands and beyond as well as roaming around Syndicate. I am not taking any expensive implants out with me as I do fully expect to see a lot of medical bays over the coming weeks and hopefully months depending on my survivability rate.

Speaking of survivability . . . What are the chances of success on this holiday?

Very slim to poor. To be honest my hopes and expectations fall on me roaming around like some kind of anti-hero picking off lone ratters in poorly equipped ships, loitering on gates waiting for industrials to rumble past and fun duels with other like-minded pilots. In reality what I can probably expect is lots of gangs and bubbles, blobs and chest beating. I find that the majority of 0.0 dwellers tend to have a fear of flying without some mates along side them to hold their hands.

I will be documenting my travels in this journal, each and every exploding spaceship will be recorded here, I hope to have you, my reader, along for the ride. Even if it is going to be quite a bumpy one.

I hope I'm the anti-hero during this experiment.

MB.

Wensley's Wasted Wednesday (Death In Their Garden)

I recently participated in a roam with a few friends of mine and it was nice to be in good company again. Sadly it was a roam which ended in the demise of our fleet. Still, you can't complain. We turned up in somebody's back garden, attempted to kick mud in their faces, scampered away over the fence and then went back for more when they were no doubt ready for us!

You can read about the roam here.

I logged back in today and made best speed for the quickest route out of null. Unfortunately I met a sticky end after being tackled by a Malediction and Dramiel. I got my pod away but then jumped into a nasty looking camp only a few jumps later. Game over.

I love these roams though and thoroughly enjoyed my evening and subsequent death the day after. New clone and teeth please.

MB.

New Ships Ahoy!

I recently took delivery of some new ships and fittings. Hard study has finally paid off and I am now able to patrol the space lanes in such wonderful new Rifter hull variations like the Jaguar and Wolf and also the fabled Republic Fleet Firetail.

Stay tuned, epic roams and adventures with these new hulls will appear here soon.


Yarr!


MB.