Ethan Hendricks wrote:I'll start off by admitting that I'm not a pirate. As a matter of fact, at the time my corporation was purely industrial, and getting hit hard by wardecs from bored aggressors. Finally I had enough of it and decided to make a stand.
These guys had been talking smack to us and flying around in a pair of incursus for a few days, so I figured a nice cormy fit could keep out of blaster range and gut them like fish. Word on the comm chat was that they were station camping one of my corpmates, and a quick dscan froma safespot confirmed this. I decide to do a quick flyby of the station by warping to a planet directly behind the station. I see two red flashies show up on my overview for a split second before disappearing, and I drop out of warp at 30km from the planet. They obviously saw me buzz by, because a few seconds later one of them warps to the planet... to zero. As you all know, an Incursus can't hit shyte more than, say, two feet away, and he landed right in my optimal. Two volleys land, and the second Incursus finally joins the fun... yet again warping to zero on the planet. One more volley and the first Incursus is dead, at which point I turn my point on the second Incursus and make short work of him as well. The pods slip between my fingers, but I've made my mark and can't wait for more action. An hour later they return, one in another Incursus and the second now in an Atron. They manage to get me to a neighboring system, where I pop the Incursus with no trouble. The Atron bugs off, and returns a minute later barreling straight for me. Too late, I notice another wartarget log on, at which point the atron is circling under my guns and tackling me. I get a lucky shot off and pop the Atron right as the new wartarget lands on grid in, of all things, a cane! At 1/3 shields and with the scrambler still fuzzing up my warp drive, I'm laid out on a table and all the cane has to do is sneeze at me. But the joke's on them, because my first pvp experience ended up with me putting four notches on my belt before being put down by a ship two class sizes larger.
These were obviously some amateur pilots trying to be the biggest bullies on the playground, but considering I had been training mostly industrial at that point and had sub-par combat skills, I think I held rather well on my own against them. More than that, however, it was my first solo combat experience, and I may soon have to depart my industrial corp and set sail for bloodier waters!