Showing posts with label jinarre. Show all posts
Showing posts with label jinarre. Show all posts

Wednesday, December 24, 2008

Christmas Eve in NulSec

MVS Kiushu II
System Log

23346.358.2036EST
--Start Log--
The Frigate groaned as the breaking jets ignited. The warp bubble around the incursus began to destabilize. As the rumbling died down, the pod pilot began to scan the surroundings.

"More rubbish." The pilot shifted the ship in the direction of the wreaked shuttle.

"Seriously, can someone come here in something I can make use of?" the beeping of the salvage unit coming online reverberated through the gel-filled pod. "Maybe I can get a Tanaris? or even a Thorax once in awhile?"

Jinarre's one of the new recruits for the corporation that owned this space. As a new recruit, she was tasked with the less than savory jobs. Keep the space lines free of debris and lock down trespassers for the larger defense fleet.

The salvage unit displayed data for Jinarre to parse through. After glancing at the data she marked one line and disabled the unit.

"Structure metal. Figures... Shuttles are so fragile. Nothing ever survives."

Jinarre steered the frigate around shattering the right arm and pushing the frozen corpse of the unfortunate shuttle pilot into a slow spin.

Suddenly, the targeting alarm activated. "What the.." A battleship's warp bubble had just collapsed behind the incursus. The first volley of the garista battleship overloaded the shield's power coils immediately.

Jinarre began working fast. The armor nanites and micro warp drive activated spinning the frigate inline with the approaching battleship.

"Hell..." She began the ships calculations for warp and began firing rounds into the battleship's shields. The battleship was still trying to reposition as it fired a second time. The glancing blow tore chunks of armor clean from the hull. Just as the battleship marked for it's third volley the computer lit green for warp and began increasing speed.

"Ha! I'm outta here!" The incursus' drives began building the warp matrix as the third volley fired from the battleship.

The impact tore further shreds from the frigate as the warp bubble formed, the incursus began to spin forward at warp velocity. The spinning created heavy gyro forces pulling Jinarre from the center of the pod to one side and pinned her there as the ship traveled past a moon. The gravitational pull pulled the unstable warp bubble's path as Jinarre's world darkened...

* * *

The computer alarming startled Jinarre as she finally came to. The warp bubble had collapsed allowing the frigate to naturally correct itself from it's uncontrolled spinning. The monitor showed the outer hull of the incursus burning hot as scenery from the approaching planet came into view.

Jinarre began working frantically to steer the frigate to a soft landing sight and braced in her pod for the inevitable impact to come.

* * *

Jinarre awoke to static. The less than gentle landing had disconnected her from the ship's control systems and left her floating free in the command pod. Nominally the pod and command connections were intact, but the condition of the frigate itself was questionable.

Hoping for the best, she moved over to the pod's escape hatch. Pressing the release, began the extraction process. The gel in the pod drained leaving Jinarre in a gel-covered mess. The hatch opened to the main gangway inside the ship.

Jinarre moved quickly to the nearest console and began reading the entries.

"Ok, the damage control system put the fires out and most of the structure is intact. The planet is nitrogen and oxygen atmosphere, so I can look outside... well, I hope the locals are nice."

Jinarre grabbed the portable NavCom unit from the console and worked her way along the gangway.

"After a shower and change, I guess I'll have to put you back together." Jinarre patted the rails as she walked into the locker room.
--End Log--

I don't know if I'll be on in the next couple of weeks except to take care of little stuff for the blog and swapping training, but have a great Christmas and New Year everybody. -Derken (slacking off at work on Christmas Eve)

Saturday, December 20, 2008

Bad Day

Jinarre
23346.355.0753EST
--Start Log--
Well, today was horrible. I lost my frig by being overconfident against some 'rats. Luckily my cruiser fixed the problem and I was able to recover a small bit of my outfits and pride.

But that quickly changed. I took my industrial out to go fetch a new frig when I stumbled into a pirate gate camp...

The cargo was empty but my pride has just gone over the deep end.

Moral:
- Don't keep industrials in Lowsec or Nosec.
- Don't overestimate the power of your ship.
- Don't tempt fate when given the option, especially if the day was going bad in the first place.

Today was a bad day.
--End Log--

Note: After deciding today was not the day to play Eve for me I went over to play Rock Band 2 and accidentally broke my foot pedal. I will now end this post and move away from my computer before it explodes. -Derken

Tuesday, December 16, 2008

What was he thinking?

Jinarre
23346.351.0757EST
--Start Log--
A couple of notes to make for the day. Recon ships shouldn't get close to guards that they're monitoring. Cruisers hurt at long range. Recon ships are useless when an interceptor out-fitted frigate is orbiting you at 500 meters. Tech-2 ships are way too expensive to risk it in enemy space (The Arazu was marked as 156.7Mil ISK in worth).

My killcard now has a destruction amount worth more than double my frigate, cruiser, industrial and wallet combined.
--End Log--

Saturday, December 13, 2008

Allies and Death

Jinarre
23346.347.1710EST
--Start Log--
So yesterday I officially joined my new corporation and was shown around their sector of nullsec. It was definitely a new experience compared to hisec. I'm certainly enjoying the company as they were more than happy to show me the ropes in the system and showed me how combat should be.

Unfortunately, the only poor sap that came through went down before my target lock and I had to refuel and get some sleep for the night.

Luckily, today I got to make up for it. I had to chase him halfway across corporate territory, but he ran out of luck at a major node when I warped in right on top of him and one of the local guards pinned him down long enough for me to hit my 'scram and web. The guns inevitably blazed through him and then something unexpected happened. He asked me to pop his pod.

The image above is my trophy from my first kill.
--End Log--

Thursday, December 11, 2008

Friends and Pirates

Jinarre
23346.345.0810EST
--Start Log--
Well today was eventful. After a long chat regarding my hardware, or lack thereof I was given ISK to replace my aging low-end cyber. The "commander" is a stand up guy and I'll fly for him any day. With his generous donation, which I intend to re-pay in full, and my personal work I've managed to pull in quite the haul today. Salvage is defenately quite a money-maker.

So with my new wonderful cyber, I will have hopefully cut some time down in getting into my intercepter.

Also today I met a man I've read alot about recently. He seems like a class act, but his warrents speak otherwise. I'd love to meet him one day, but I'd rather it be on my terms. Pirates may be charming but they grin daggers.
--End Log--

Tuesday, December 9, 2008

An Interesting Proposal

Jinarre
23346.341.2000EST
--Start Log--
So, here I am. Doing work for Dozales Julake, a Sisters of Eve representative, out here in Minmatar space. The work is good, but boring. Hopefully she has some more interesting things for me. Well at least while gallivanting around I have some good friends on comm.

Traveling around New Eden, you need friends.

My friend has been giving me tips since I got my license. She even gave me tons of ISK to get started. Lately, her advice has been to get me in an Interceptor. So, we were constantly bantering about types of interceptors and loadouts. I'm looking at about a 15 day training time to get what I need for the kind of combat she wants me to do. I just hope I live up to her expectations. Killing 'rats in Minmatar deadspace is one thing but actual combat experience is a bit scary since it's still foreign to me.

All of a sudden, she asks me if I'd like to join her corporation. It would be an interesting move as they are out in the pioneering stars, nosec. Well, saying no would be... well unwise as this is my chance to move forward and not deal with these damned missions.

I guess we'll see how it goes... I agreed. She will be talking to the CEO's of her alliance soon. Other members of her corporation have high expectations of me. I hope I can live up to them.
--End Log--