Stacking up the stealth bombers

Saturday, April 14th, 2012

Maybe today I'll go out exploring. Yesterday's static wormhole was already in its death throes the first time I warped to it, stopping me in my tracks. Although it collapsed whilst Fin and I were Sleepering, ostensibly creating a new wormhole in its place waiting to be found today, the ...

Death to the wormhole

Sunday, April 8th, 2012

A new day. Nothing's happening in the home system, with the static wormhole being the only changed signature under my probes, which makes a pleasant change. With only one direction to go, I resolve our connection, warp to it, and, um. Oh. The wormhole is groaning like a Fenrir ...

Scanning leads to a rat

Sunday, March 25th, 2012

Fin's can-chasing again, but is willing to try shooting Sleepers. That sounds like a plan. I'll take a look around the home system first, though, to see if we have any potential visitors. Eight signatures are here with all the anomalies, giving us three signatures unaccounted for. Shooting Sleepers may ...

Bumbling a bombing

Saturday, March 17th, 2012

'Reset to factory defaults?' I'd rather not, no, but I'd also quite like to fly in space without suffering blackouts either when stalking or actually in combat, thanks. I'm not looking forwards to adjusting every single information panel, communications channel, and other associated windows again, but it looks like it ...

Keeping home clear

Tuesday, November 15th, 2011

Ok, let's see what's out there today! Intruders, apparently, once again pillaging our sites of specific Sleeper interest. I only notice when my combat scanning probes pick up more ships than I expect, plus some drones, at which point I switch to my directional scanner to see an Apocalypse and ...

Only high-sec rats feel my wrath

Monday, October 3rd, 2011

If I don't find a better w-space constellation today I may just sulk. It all feels rather too quiet of late, but not too quiet enough for innocent haulers to frolic gaily around customs offices. Then again, the home system's getting quieter by the day, it seems, as all our ...

Searching for some action

Wednesday, September 14th, 2011

'Drake is at customs.' The burst of information as I wake up at our tower is brief but exciting, Mick tailing the battlecruiser in a class 3 w-space system to find it floating outside a customs office. He's a sitting duck, if you'll pardon the pun, but too much for ...

Either too quiet or too busy

Tuesday, September 13th, 2011

My magnetic personality continues to work its charm, except for somehow reversing the polarity and repulsing instead of attracting other pilots. Alone in our empty home w-space system I scan for wormholes. I have six bookmarks to sites I know about, and there are seven signatures to be found in ...

Thrashing a Thrasher

Thursday, August 18th, 2011

I'm not even supposed to be here today. I got Constance awake and scanning in a bid to get back home, hopefully now that our camping friends have got bored and moved on to new pastures, but a second wormhole mucks up my plans. The presence of the other wormhole ...

All I can do is watch

Monday, August 15th, 2011

I wake up in empire space, which is a disquieting sensation. Pilots everywhere, people talking to each other, ships happily jostling around the docking perimeter. I'm glad I made some safe spots even in these high-sec systems, where I can sit by myself to launch probes and scan in as ...