Sector 429 again. There is almost no one left that I knew from before, but there's two main alliances: Hit Squad and Sharkz.
I showed up with a handful of people and we immediately started hitting bases and fleets and we were immediately branded 'bad guys' by the locals. Oh well, everyone's a critic.
Sloaney needed resources to start building his amazing Scorpions, and luckily there were bases nearby that were kind enough to stockpile the needed supplies for him. It happened very quickly, there were 3 Hit Squad seawolfs on top of him, bragging instantly about how awesome they were. I engaged them with my single longships, and Sloaney exited base after base safely, with full loads. I saw their ship builds, and wasn't too impressed.
Three dreadnaughts with two FFs run thru my base. Guys name is PayBack and he had something to prove, I suppose. He proved to me that just because you have blackships, doesnt mean you can do anything with them. He killed a couple resource buildings, but didnt hurt any of my turrets more than 10%.
After that, themuse, a local alliance leader, attacked me with his FF fleet for the second time. This time he got in, but only barely. I thanked them for the bubble, and explained that I had just started the build on my shiny new Scorpion, which is why they only got a few million resources from cratering my base.
Sorry guys, I don't keep more res than I need, and don't mind sitting in an invulnerable base for 36 hours, replenishing my res by salvage and your miners. My new wolf needs some xp anyway.
I see a group of HS hitting salvage together, but every time I approach them they scatter.
So when I'm 20 seconds away from a levi fleet I ask the guy in comms:
"Why Tankman?"
He can't help but respond
"Why What!?"
"Why did you let me engage your levis while you were typing?"
After I took his fleet out, I took his salvage. My other levi fleet took the salvage he left just off screen. I love being a pirate, and he was pretty upset. For two hours they ranted at me for being a coward and living in a bubble. All I do is talk trash, they say. Bondai's a bubble boy. I continued to hit miners and trash talk back.
A young man in the sector was complaining that he can't get a job because he has no job experience. I told him I understood that situation and it's annoying, ain't it. He agreed, then started talking about how he was smoking pot all day and was out from school because he's sick. All this while sitting there, captive in his base while my boys and I scour the sector for anything to hit. I urged him to go grab a couple job applications since he's obviously not doing anything.
I was told this sector was full of big boys, and an alliance of tough guys. The day after we showed up, Oblivion alliance abandoned the sector, and Hit Squad are bubbling each other for safety. A few of their players figured out that with solid rocket fuel booster level 3, their cutlasses can reach out to distances over 90 range. One guy outranged me by at least 4 range, but I got close to him and showed him that my draconian D53 Assault Missiles have no minimum range. I'm still not sure if he was listening, I'll tell him again later.
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