Tuesday, March 26, 2013

Le PewPew: Towers, Talos and Timers


It was a busy Sunday.  Before we spent our time as evil, station camping pirates we had other things to do.

7-2 had a tower that we had helped reinforce coming out. Everyone logged in. For a Sunday morning, our presence was quite respectable. We had about a fifteen to twenty person fleet with half a dozen dreadnoughts and a few carriers on standby. It was about my normal wake time but it was early for the guys further west and late for the ones from Europe.

But we were ready, and waiting. And then we found out that the form up mail was two hours off.

Whoops.

The fleet disintegrated. People went back to sleep. Others went to play other games. We knew that chances were low that the turnout might not be quite as solid the next time. Fast forward two hours and DP gets the party started.  He is a very hyper active fleet commander.  Once he decides to start moving everyone needs to be on their toes because he is moving at full speed.  He was moving the battleship group into place.
Earlier, the call had been somewhere between armor cruisers or heavy cruisers and blops dropping.  The armor battleship decision came as an unpleasant surprise to me.  That is how I wound up in an armor Talos heading for a fleet that was rolling into Bosena.

You see, we got distracted.  Diz contracted me a ship because I don’t fly battleships.  I’m going to have to give in and get myself a Megathron or something I suspect.  (It didn’t hurt to write that so I must be over my issues).  The situation I got myself in with that Talos is such that I want better options.

Randy was moving from Klingt to Bosena where the fleet was forming. He wound up in front of another large fleet.  He sat at a pounce, they warped off and jumped. He figured they were waiting for him.  After a lot of discussion the fleet mentality shifted and DP did full charge into this other fleet to save Randy.  They were mostly battlecruisers and we were all battleships (but me).  Randy jumped and they were not on the gate.  That was because they had jumped into Bosena and we landed in the middle of them.

A Loki is called out as primary and the party starts.  As I burn for the Loki someone screams Domi Navy Issue, grab it.  The tackle in me grabbed it.  It grabbed me back.  Then it opened a cyno.  Suddenly, I am primary, an Archon drops in. I start to  burn as we finish off the Loki. I pres my little 'armor needed' fleet button. Maybe? Hopefully? I am also capped out.  I am not used to that. So I was webbed, neuted, and pointed, and in structure when DP called for our triage.  

You see, we were prepared for a POS bash. Our dreads and carrier support were locked and loaded.  They found themselves with an Archon and dreadnoughts on the field, counter dropped.  However, my little hope that I would live didn't work out. I died and warped off.  By the time my one minute timer was up and I could dock they had killed everything they could hold down including the carrier.

The other group goes, “Did you know we were going to drop?”

“Nope.”

They then invited one random member from each corp into a conversation and asked if we wanted to fly together until their next operation.  This was their first attempt at a triage carrier.  The answer was no and the conversation closed.  We had a POS to go take down.

I got another Talos. Sigh.  I not only died super early and missed the entire fight I was the only one on our side that died. I am not used to being primaried. I had to hold in my sulking. There was other things to do. Off we went to deal with the POS that had come out of reinforcement.

This all started a few days ago.  I was running through one of the more back end systems that has no station and there were around 8 people in there.  I found out that they had found one of 7-2’s POSs offline and popped the silo and taken a bunch of moon goo.  I logged in to try to get a hold of 7-2 but it was early in the day and before I could rally anyone they had stolen stuff and run away.

That was fine.  7-2 and THC2 went and reinforced their POS in the same system.  That was the POS we were going to take down.  To counter that, they reinforced one of 7-2 small POS.  That was fine.

When we got there, they had Osprey repping the shields, Augoror for their battleships and a random mix of battleships. We landed and started to lay waste to their logistics.  Some died, some got away.  For the next half an hour or so we played games.  They peeked out of shields, Altaen alphaed them from his Tempest Fleet Issue.  Eventually, he killed half their Logi.  We started to wander around the tower, left, repaired, came back, got shot by the tower guns some more as they wandered around their ball.

Finally, they decided to play. I think they just wanted us to go away. They uncoordinatedly lurched out of their POS shields. I don't know if they just decided to sacrifice their battleships so that we would go away or what.  They all died, even the last one that tried to make it back into the shields. With that part over, we warped off to one of 7-2’s POS.  They gave GF in local and started to put their ships into their hanger assembly.

I don’t think they realized that we were taking their tower down.  This wasn’t a bash to get a fight as it often is.  It was not friendly I smack your tower and you smack my tower day. As they GFd us in local we cynoed in our dreads and carriers.  Back to the POS we went and they kind of went, ‘eep’ and started to Evac their stuff as the dreadnoughts started to take the tower down.  When they first reinforced it it took forever due to hardeners.  For some reason they had taken them all offline.  The tower melted under the blap attack.  We then destroyed their mods, took their stuff, and planted a small tower in its place.

Operation success.

1 comment:

  1. Not sure about that, but hardeners need cpu, and just go offline when the tower enter in RF. When the RF timer is out, you need to go back to 50% shield before onlining any modules.

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