RvB – EVE is Real
So in the wake of CCP’s new marketing campaign (and new trailer!), I thought a RvB tale would work soundly for a story.
I started RedvsBlue after a month of being stuck at a crossroads in EVE. Unsure where to go, I turned to the #tweetfleet for help. RvB was suggested, and so I took them up on the offer and signed myself up for Red Federation. My first night was spent under the command of Melkor Valor. We shot some Blues, nothing major. The second night, I started a fleet and began my first ever Fleet command. I had 8 people in my fleet.
That was then. I was there.
Last couple weeks, we had some RvB drama. Upships, station camping and the like. I’ve already discussed this previously in another blog post. Then last night, 7 Blues swapped to Reds. Suddenly, things went well.
Tonight, I led a fleet of (average) 25 Reds into one of the best nights of EVE I’ve ever had. 3 epic fights over 2 hours, over 160 ships destroyed, 60 in one fight (reship reship reship!).
The day started off slow, with precisely nilch all going on, so I logged out for a few hours.
Logging in at 5:30pm found no fleet, so I set one up and we milled about chatting on comms for about 40 minutes. Then we got word of a Blue fleet assembling. Right, time to get to business.
The call went out in corp for pilots, and comms quickly fell silent to be replaced with fleet information and scout intel. 10 pilots joined, bringing our fleet to about 16. Tech 1 frigates were assembled and we moved to a safe spot in Halle to group.
Scouts were sent forth once again, and we had the enemy fleet placed next door in Arnatele. At a planet. I warped the fleet to the Arnatele gate.
“Jump, align to Planet 1”
15 seconds later, and the whole fleet is in warp to Planet 1. We land on an eager Blue fleet, wanting our shiny Killmails.
I’m calling targets before we even drop out of warp and within seconds autocannons and rockets are pounding my eyes and ears as round after round of ammunition is thudding into the primary. Within seconds, the unlucky Rifter explodes and the fleet begins attacking the new target. I’m barely shooting as I keep scanning for the next ideal target, factoring in the enemy pilot (Does he have slaves? Is he a new guy?) the enemy ship (Punishers are tank 85% of the time, Rifters die easy!), their velocity (is he burning away?) and the ship relation to the fleet (Is he close to me but miles from the fleet? Can our AB guys reach him still?) and I have to act fast because this is as quick and brutal as it gets. I have mere seconds to call a new target once one goes down, and a couple of times my fleet overtakes my target calling. I’m keeping one eye on my watchlist as I see our Punisher group start taking heavy losses, which signifies the enemy are now whittling us down to the point where Punishers are all that’s left. I come under fire and overload all my guns, hoping to take the current primary down with me. Within short order I explode, take stock of the remaining field and call a retreat for the remaining ships;
“All remaining ships, burn and warp. Burn and warp. Get out. Get out. Get out.”
This one, we’d lost, but I was there.
Battle Report: http://redfed.eve-kill.net/?a=kill_related&kll_id=10102826
I pointed my pod back towards Red HQ and we reshipped to fight again. This time, we’d moved up to a good 28 people in the fleet. Easily one of the biggest fleets in recent weeks. All at my command.
In 2 months, I’d moved from being a PvP newbie, to a leader of Fleets. Reds main Euro Timezone Fleet Commander and Loser of Rifters. This was my Fleet. Time to show the Blues what we could do.
We assembled our brave little Frigates and promptly moved into Bereye, where we warped to a planet and waited. Waited for the Blues.
I called our initial targets as the enemy warped in. Rifters first, since they *hurt*. Bang, bang, bang, the first 3 targets went down.
Then my overview went funky for a few seconds.
In these few seconds, I called on comms for our secondary caller who calmly took over from my targets as if nothing had happened. Targets were switched practically every 5 seconds as the caller adjusted to suit the fleets current status, much as I had done in the previous fight. Bang, bang, bang. Target after target falls. I call on comms for reships upon going down, and an allied Orca in system supplements 3 of our pilots, who are able to reship within seconds.
During the fight, I’m able to actually concentrate on my own ship for once, courtesy of me not target calling. It was a whole different experience. I was able to actively monitor my own speed and mods, rather than worry about fleet member locations. It was a whole other experience.
7 Minutes into the fight, the enemy Navy Slicer burns in close to one of our pilots, who successfully nabs it. I spot him some 15km off, desperately trying to hold it down. I overheat my prop and burn over as fast as I can and land a secondary scram and web on the Slicer. It dies quick and I use my last round of ammo taking it down.
Fortunately, I still had spare ammo from looting a previous fight and loaded it up into my autocannons. By this point however, the enemy were few and were proceeding to flee the field. We moved to hold down as many as we could and within seconds, the field was ours.
Victory, and I was there.
Battle Report: http://redfed.eve-kill.net/?a=kill_related&kll_id=10103094
VIDEO! (Bit crappy, but hey)
Good fights are exchanged, and I offer my gratitude to Ghost Nightmare, who was our secondary target caller. The fight was fantastic and he did a great job.
We group up for a third fight, to find the Blues have lost about half their fleet and as a result, were bringing Cruisers. We had a 30 strong fleet. What could go wrong?
Back in full command, I ordered the fleet onto a gate where we sit and wait.
5 minutes later, the Blue fleet drops out of warp onto us. Frigates come first, followed by 2 Vexors at 30km and a Thorax and Maller at 0. Here we go.
Frigates are my primary, and they die as soon as we call them. Our fleet tearing through what tanks frigates could hold. Once the DPS dealers are down, I switch the fleet onto the Thorax which also dies fast. The enemy are mostly at range now, a problem for our short range frigates. The two enemy Vexors are flying together 30km away, their drones ripping through our frigates on the gate. I call one as primary, and burn for the other. As I watch the called vexor go down, I desperately hold tackle on the other as it attempts to burn off. He attacks me with neuts and AutoCannons. I’m the FC, but I know I have capable guys to fall back on if I go down. The first Vexor falls and the first fleetmate arrives on the second vexor as I explode in a ball of fire. The rest of the fleet burns over as I warp off to reship.
Something goes wrong. Noone is calling targets. I yell a bit and a couple of people take it up, but it’s too late. The enemy now outnumber us, and someone on field calls a retreat.
We lost, but I was there.
Battle Report: http://redfed.eve-kill.net/?a=kill_related&kll_id=10103966
Video (Began 2 minutes in…)
I thank my fleet as well as the Blues and log out for the night.
CCP’s new marketing campaign is “EVE is Real”. Is EVE real?
I took 30 player from around the world and pitted them against 30 other players around the world, in a battle that will never be duplicated, in a universe that is ever changing, using pilots who will never be the same again, flying ships that will never be flown in the exact same way ever again.
So yes, EVE is real, and I was there.