Wormhole Adventure: The POS is under attack!

Report: Starbase in J101957 is under attack
From: DED
Sent: 2013.11.08 01:27

Wormhole Adventure: Site Runners

Mostly we ran the sites in the C3 with a Tengu and Legion, and later Tengu and Loki. We also had a Sleipnir with us on occasion. We would pretty much blitz our way through the sites working as a team, salvaging the materials and then leaving with our booty. It was a relaxing way to make some ISK I remember thinking to myself. It was also efficient enough, for the most part.

Wormhole Adventure: The Eyes of the Enemy

For over a week now we had been playing a game of cat and mouse with our neighbours. It seemed all they did was sit in their POS. They probably thought the same about us.

Wormhole Adventure: Gateway to the Unknown

The beauty of wormhole life runs deep, but it isn't just down the holes where the scenery is stunning. The revolving doors lifestyle of the opening and closing of exits to far and distant lands meant that access to these new lands was only a few probe hits away. At times it felt like I was spinning a wheel that would give me the chance to step into a different part of New Eden at my choosing.

Wormhole Adventure: Lady Luck

A few days into the stay and people were starting to get settled. The routine of logging on, scanning the new holes and sites and then updating the map was, well, just that, the routine. We'd ran a few sites already and it was nice to be dealing in this new currency of sleeper loot.

Wormhole Adventure: Moving In

The station was eerily quiet but for the buzz of something in the distance. I couldn't tell what it was, a machine of some sorts, background noise, just noticeable. Outside, the late afternoon dwindled in that strange old way, the sun baking the cracked walls of the old station, then as the afternoon died and the cold set in everything seemed, golden. A slanted golden sunlight on that familiar blue-green sky. It was all nice and homely, soft and warm.

Game of Clones

The hardwires that are plugged into my brain occasionally buzz and crackle and make my head and neck feel warm at night, especially when I'm stuck in some cold station in the middle of nowhere with a hard excuse for a pillow. ~ The Tales of the Mad Brutor. 

Neutron Commander

Running around in Atrons shooting Ventures.

The Old Man and the Cyno

When he was younger, Laurence flew ships to Molden Heath and he remembers seeing capsuleers playing on the acceleration gates. In his mind these young warriors were lions, they were brave and powerful and people from far and wide would be talking about the lions. As he grows older, these memories become dominant in his mind. He is somewhat confused about this, but when he dreams about the lions, it brings him comfort.

Against the Gods

A Proteus appears on the directional scanner, what ship am I in? Hmm, an Enyo, that'll do. Off I warp into battle. The Enyo dies valiantly. Perhaps an expected death, but the challenge and that niggling thought in the back of the mind that this could be that glorious killmail that has its 15 seconds of fame in a chat channel somewhere, that's what drives the engine of the solo killmail hunter.