Pirate's Log, Flight 2, 3 and 4... crickey!

Wednesday's are my only play night during the week, the rest is taken up by work, poker, taking care of my lovely girlfriend and exercising properly. I was looking forward to an evening of getting into good fights, winning them, finding some helpless afk plexers and murdering them while having a great time.

That didn't go very well.

I roamed and roamed in my Incursus for a while, targets would either run away or cloak up as I approached them. I began to wonder what could possibly be making them flee; as far as I know our corp isn't famous enough that everyone fears us and my sec status is still very positive. Then a corp mate reminded me that having a Jolly Roger in Ascii in the bio with the words "Drink up me 'earties yo ho!" probably wasn't helping. Fail.

Having taken out the incriminating description, which I will return when I am -10 and obviously a pirate, I finally came to a small plex with a guy in a Tristan. He didn't warp off right away, so maybe he wasn't paying attention to his scanner. I activated the acceleration gate and prepared for combat, prepping my modules and getting ready to launch my lone ECM drone.

Upon arriving I experienced what for the sake of my dignity I will call a spasm and took too long in targeting the guy. Instead of sending the drone I told it to return to the bay and in all the confusion Mr. Tristan ran away; I don't think I ever activated the scram. I'm a moron! The Tristan was cool, told me while laughing that he had the scanner set on 5 degrees and didn't see me coming. I was cordial with him and went on my way, fuming at my idiocy. Little did I know there was more to come.

After more roaming I come upon a Navy Comet at a novice plex and this is where I got stupid;  I have a very bad history with the Navy Comet and always get owned by them. It's a ship I don't like so I don't fly it, but it keeps giving me headaches in combat. It had been a while since I saw a target so I decided to give it a try, confident my Incursus would prevail. Wrong! He killed me in under three seconds, I am still trying to figure out what the hell went wrong. I never got a repair cycle complete and was so shocked it took me half a second extra to hit the warp-out button, by which time he had me tackled.

http://frosty.eve-kill.net/?a=kill_detail&kll_id=17895216
http://frosty.eve-kill.net/?a=kill_detail&kll_id=17895215

So died the F.Herbert and its pod! At least he saved me from traveling the 20 jumps home. Before you ask, that implant is for an extremely tight Vexor fit I like and haven't tried out yet.

Not being one to give up easily I went out in yet another equally fit Incursus, the A.C.Clarke and went looking for more trouble. I found it in a nearby system in the form of a Tormentor sitting at a small plex.  I had decided not to engage him when he moaned about me leaving in local. I told him the system was too busy with his buddies and he agreed to a 1v1 at a different location. I must give props to Kaisil as he honored the 1v1.

He also beat the shit out of me. He had an excellent tank that I couldn't get through and my ECM drone was absolutely useless; that's the last time I pack one and will go for the Hobgoblin II next time. The fight lasted under a minute and he won it hands down; I did not stick around to find out if he likes poding or ransoming. We exchanged gf's and comments about the fight in local and I left; I wish more people were like that, willing to PvP, honorable about it and gracious in victory. 

http://frosty.eve-kill.net/?a=kill_detail&kll_id=17896628

I lounged a lot after that, watched an episode of Game of Thrones I had missed on Sunday and relaxed for a bit. After a while I notice a guy in local, so I un-dock in the Vexor to give him a look, GoT end credits rolling on the TV next to me. It's a Sarum Magnate in the novice plex and I think he must be afk,  only an idiot would plex in that thing and that means afk plexing. I reship to another Incursus, the H.G.Wells, and warped to the site giddy with anticipation.

I was correct, the ship circles the little button and apparently no one is at the wheel; otherwise it would have warped away instantly. A pirate lives on a diet of three things: ISK from ransoms and bounties, the adrenalin produced by the thrill of combat and the delicious tears of our victims. I take no pride in these kills therefore; the victim is utterly helpless and won't shoot you back and to boot isn't even there to witness their plight. They still get shot or course, if only to teach them to not to abandon the captain's chair in hostile territory, and this one had a bounty on his head. Sweet!

http://frosty.eve-kill.net/?a=kill_detail&kll_id=17896789
http://frosty.eve-kill.net/?a=kill_detail&kll_id=17896788

Oh yeah, I always get the pod if I can. These kills went a long way to balancing my hurt killboard ISK efficiency rating, hopefully I get more pods worth better money. And the bounty was about 200 thousand, which is non too shabby from a faction ware fare AFK alt.

Lessons learned:

1. Federation Navy Comets. Always no.
2. Rethink my fitting of the Incursus, change the algorithms in my head used for this. New philosophy. Doing the same thing again and again expecting a different result is the clearest sign of insanity.
3. Be more alert, pay less attention to the wild beating of my heart. 

Cheers! (I mean, Yarr!)