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POS Bashing

It's a good kinda sad when you don't notice over 100mil appear in your account. My payout from the plex came in it seems and I didn't notice it until I was checking sell orders that I put up.

21 people in the fleet and most of them battleships with a few Tengus and battlecruisers. The alliance that my alliance declared war on was not happy with us. We took the tower down later then they expected. Because of that, it came out of reinforced mode during my alliances prime time.

Whoops.

That went up to 25 by the time we hit armor. Plus I was running supplies back and forth with my Viator as people ran out of ammo, needed cap boosters, needed drones (the shields keep eatting them).

The size of the effort was satisfying and a lot of fun. Once the thing popped we were left with a can full of Planetary Interaction goodies and some drednaught ammunition.

I made three runs with my blockade runner from our base to clear out those cans. The last jump, we made a covert ops cyno and I got to bridge back instead of making the run yet another time. The black ops cyno is black while the normal one is red and white. That was pretty kick ass and a whole lot of fun. Blow it up and steal all the shit. I have about 30mil in supplies it looks like.

Later I was doing a lot of absoutly nothing. I managed to up my sec status back into the -3s. I then heard that the alliance had a bunch of dreds bashing an offline POS. This sounded like one of the best ideas I had all night. I hopped into my jag and went to join in the fun. I laid down over 30k damage on the POS which amuses me endlessly.

POS kills on a Jaguar.

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