I have returned from High Security space! Our static from last night contains some Blues (who helped my corpmates slay a Loki it seems), and I borrowed their C1 static to get most of that POS Loot out. It’s out and selling, so now I can bug Wrathhammer to roll our C4 static. I want something to do.
Wrath complies, shoving 2 Orcas at the wormhole alongside my Apocalypse, and the hole collapses. Easy enough.
The new C4 is empty, and boasts a C4 static. Jumping into that reveals a Pulsar wormhole, with two towers. Both are Blue to us. Hrm.
This wormhole has a further C4 static, so I scan that and jump in, revealing a Tengu on scan with wrecks. AWW YEAH. Or not, it appears, as I’m quickly convo’d by a member of the alliance whose WH I just departed. It’s their Tengu. :( They havn’t opened the next C4 static yet, so there’s nothing for me to do here. I return home, let Wrath know what’s up and log for dinner.
Returning has Wrath yelling at me in chat. Something is afoot! A new wormhole has appeared into our static – it’s a C2 belonging to an alliance rather hostile to us – Transmission Lost. It’s game time – Wrath has scouted them moving haulers and we’ve notified our nearby Blue allies (all 2 of them, right now) and we mobilize a HIC with bombers into the C2 and plonk them all on the C2’s highsec static. 2 pilots from Chained Reactions heard the batphone too, and are en route with 2 bombers via the highsec to help. That makes 2 pilots from us (4 with alts), 2 from BRABODEN (3 with alts) and 2 from Chained Reactions. My my.
The bombers reach us, and an Enyo is on scan. Whilst the C4/High wormholes are within d-scan, the Transmission Lost POS is not. I warp my own Manticore to the planet cluster, revealing the Enyo swapping to a Dominix. That’s it. Nothing else on d-scan in the system. The Domi warps towards the sun cluster, and disappears from all of our scans.
That is, until 2 Dominixes, a Geddon, Tempest and Loki all land on our camp.
Our Onyx jumps out to high with everything else cloaking instantly. Hrm. Where the heck did that come from?
I jump to the C4 to see if any TL pilots are here, when the Chained Reactions pilots call for a warp to it – they don’t want to be stuck in the C2! I can hardly blame them – the Transmission Lost lot bug me. I jump back, polarising myself, and give both pilots a warp-in.
No sooner are the two pilots out, when some rather less friendly ships arrive in front of me.
Our trapped-in-high Onyx pilot is reshipping to a Buzzard to come back, but he has the bookmarks, so I wait a moment to de-polarise and slowboat to the Wormhole – jumping in once I reach it.
No flare behind me means the Broadsword hasn’t followed. Probably doesn’t want to jump into a system where at least 2 bombers have fled. Neither do all the Battleships, it seems.
We get everyone back, our Buzzard sneaking past the now unguarded highsec hole. A Myrm jumps into us, and orbits the wormhole with Drones deployed, shortly followed by a Buzzard. I chase it to a planet, but land too far off to lock before he can cloak and run away again.
We weigh our options. TL have a BS heavy fleet, and that Myrm is screaming bait. The 2 Chained Reactions pilots only have their bombers, but the rest of us are not so easily constrained. The Myrm is getting desperate to attract kills now, moving further and further off the wormhole. Our scout puts a Broadsword, Harbinger and Brutix on the far side of the wormhole now. No battleships, TL? Of course, you might lose them on a C4 WH after all.
Right, we have a plan. I’ll grab a Falcon, Wrath will grab an Arazu with faction scram. One of the BRABODEN pilots will also grab a Tengu, whilst the rest field bombers.
We wait till the Myrm is about 30km off the wormhole on another pass and engage. With me still in warp. :(
WH flares as the Broadsword, Brutix and Harb jump in, the Broadsword bubbling up.
30km away. Missing all of us and bubbling his own guys.
We’re tempted to engage, but they could jump a whole fleet in! Well, you’d think they’d have done it by now?
The Brutix and Harb seem to read our minds and burn 30km off the wormhole to the Myrm wreck. DING DING ROUND 2 LADIES AND GENTLEMEN.
Our Tengu warps in at 50km from the wreck and opens fire early. This would usually mean trouble, but the 2 Transmission Lost BCs burn for the Tengu. The Brutix turns round after a few KM but the Harb keeps going.
We decloak and attack the Harb while I’m searching for my screenshot key
The Brutix and Broadsword jump out as the Harb explodes, but the pod eludes us. Oh well.
We sit back and wait for the counter attack. And wait. And then wait more. Then we get bored, so we bid farewell to our allies and return home for now. A fun tussel, and nice to chat to some friendly allies!
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Logging on after some Battlefield has Mick online. We roll the C4 again, revealing another empty C4 static. This is becoming a common theme. The C4 has a C5 static though, and this particular C5 has a Narwhal POS.
The defences are minimal and a piloted Anathema and Cheetah sit inside the shields, alongside an empty Hurricane. There’s core probes up and, surely enough, the Anathema warps off. Mick reports it landing on our C4 inbound, and it jumps in.
Not a minute later, Mick reports it returning and holding cloak. And holding cloak some more. And a bit more. And decloaked on the wormhole. Stationary. Polarised. Deploying probes.
The pod escapes, landing at the tower. In the meantime, Mick has scanned the static C6, scouting it as empty. An Archon has logged on at the POS, but he has a very similar name to the pilot we just shot. The Archon ejects an Anathema and logs off again.
The capsule boards the new covert-ops ship, and burns out of their POS shields to drop more probes. Mick has anchored a bubble in the C4 now, and is reshipping to a Sabre Interdictor to sit with said bubble.
However, I point out to Mick that the Anathema wouldn’t be scanning for the C4 – he’s kind of been there. He’ll be looking for a less hostile route, namely the C6. Mick responds by jumping his Sabre into the C6 instead.
Before long, the Anathema warps towards the C6. Wrath has logged on too, and is bringing a Manticore to help snag this scout.
The Anathema jumps to Mick, holds cloak, and jumps back. Mick follows as myself and Wrath decloak. Mick deploys a bubble, but the Anathema cloaks! But not for long, as Mick has charged his Sabre at the spot, decloaking the hapless Anathema. Pop goes the second one.
The pod is now ensared in the bubble!
That pops nicely too, revealing Low Grade Halos. Oooooh. Contrary to EVE-Kills prices, those rack up to 410 mill for the Halo set and almost 80 for the Mindlink. Couple that with 2 Anathema losses, both fit with Sister’s launchers, and that poor Narwhal. pilot is 720mill out of pocket.
The Cheetah logs off, so we head home. Time to call it a night.
Nothing further happens, and people are logging on for the first time since the Christmas/New Year holidays. We roll the static to get a new C4 and start scanning.
The new C4 is as empty as an empty thing, so myself, Mick and Josh all scan the C4a’s own C4 static and jump in.
There’s a fair bit on scan. A Noctis and wrecks indicate something to ambush, but a Tengu and Abaddon also light up D-scan. An Arazu is glimpsed for a brief second too. Hmm.
A core probe is up. These guys are scanning for inbounds, and this is proved minutes later as a Tengu lands behind us and jumps to C4a.
I have the tower bookmarked from a previous visit, and warping there reveals the Abaddon and Tengu. Time to try hitting the Noctis.
As we notify those online, a Pilgrim appears in the POS, swapping for a Bestower which warps to the wormhole and anchors a bubble. We watch and wait. The bubble never onlines. Huh.
Wrath and Josh assemble their alts, whilst Aii and Mick also prepare for shenanigans. Mick probes the Noctis at a site, and we are forced to make our move with his cloaky Proteus and my Tengu, as the hostile cloaky Tengu has run into our assembling PvP fleet.
We decloak and engage the Noctis, only to have an Arazu and Falcon decloak at 40 and 80km respectively. Shit. I’m instantly jammed by the Falcon whilst Mick is damped by the Arazu, preventing him locking it. The stabbed Noctis warps and both hostile recons cloak. Hrm.
Finally we decide to hop on Ventrilo, and then everyone piled into C4b to shoot the unanchored Bubble. I don’t know why. Don’t ask.
We’re all on the WH now, lighting up scan in the hope of a fight. They have a second BS (A Armageddon) now and a Nemesis and Helios have appeared whilst the Bestower is in a Purifier. We don’t know what else they have, but they have our fleet composition so hopefully a fight is imminent.
We wait a while, when a Purifier appears and is killed. (Not sure how that happened, I was cloaked elsewhere)
Finally, one of the hostile Battleships lands on our WH bubble. A Chimera appears on scan. It’s on.
We don’t have logi, hoping that their current numbers accurately reflect their own forces. The Chimera lands in the Bubble as I land with the fleet. Realising my Scangu does not an effective PvP boat make, I run for my Falcon as Mick runs for a Scimitar.
The Chim enters Triage, which means we’re pretty much boned. More ships land but there’s not a lot of target calling going on for us. The Chim is easily repping our damage, and we lose a Scorp, Astarte and Cane in rapid succession.
We fall back through the wormhole to regroup and are followed. I finally enter the engagement, calling our retreat to end and to engage at the WH, believing the lack of Chimera to work to our advantage. Our Onyx is tackled and killed before reinforcements arrive, and I decloak and start jamming as they do. We attack a Geddon which jumps straight out. A Tengu burns for me, but is jammed – as is their Astarte and a Proteus. Another Proteus is primaried but jumps out too, as does the Tengu who manages to burn back to jump range. Our Typhoon falls, as does a Geddon. Hostile ships are playing jumprope through the wormhole and there is a SHITTONNE more than originally. They’re breeding like rabbits! An Astarte turns into a Vigilant which turns into an Absolution and oh my, I’m being primaried.
I’m already in 50% armour because of a cock-up in C4b, so I take my jams off a Proteus which weren’t landing and jam everything on field. Not even kidding.
However, drones are already on me and the constant cycling of ships through the wormhole breaks my locks and jams, and it’s clear we’re losing badly. I finally explode as my jams fail.
We can’t win, since we can’t chase through the WH with that Carrier there. We haven’t killed a damn thing. We need to retreat. However, my fleet are also being scrammed. I reship to a Myrm and warp back to the fight – calling primaries based on who is scramming whom. I land, designate more targets and see our second Falcon go down. Only one Tengu is pointed, so we warp the rest out. Aii’s Tengu is hit hard, but she jumps out and warps away and back on the far side, jumping through and escaping back to our C5.
We’re away, but with significant losses. They seem to have no intention of following us to our own WH, so I offer them a “gf” in local (and they return it) and we head home.
Fortunately, the lack of a hostile HIC meant we lost no pods, but morale seems pretty low. We just lost 1.2bil ISK for no kills (except a Purifier).
Seems like we need some more fleet practice. It’s a rare thing for us, and it showed. Maybe some sparring on Sisi can help. I seem to have the most PvP experience (and indeed, seemed to be calling targets) so I suppose I better try organising it before I leave EVE.
At least I have a new ship to buy after this Saturday’s Ganked night!