Daily Archives: July 8, 2012

Watching the Alliance Tournament in 319-3D

They don’t seem to understand that if they want to blueball us, they can’t then come out and fight us.

-Dabigredboat, paraphrased from fleet chat

It was one of those hurry up fleets.  A announcement came up on Jabber, get on coms, get in the fleet, get in the system, get on the gate, there is a fight going on NOW gogogogogo!

And so, like the Scotsman who saw the sign that said, “Drink Canada Dry,” I went.

The hope is, as always, that you will be able to get in, get a fight and maybe a few kills, then call it a day with a feeling of accomplishment.  You can run off and do other things because you’ve held up your end in for the coalition today.

I got online, got into the fleet, jumped, got on the right gate just as people were jumping through, and joined in the jolly chase getting on at least one kill report along the way.

We ended up, as if by magic, on the station at 319-3D, where we spent so much time the day before.  And we stopped there and set up another camp.  It was, as Admiral Ackbar might have put it, a trap.

And so we sat on the station and watched the Alliance Tournament.  I updated my nVidia drivers last night, so was able to stream without crashing my video card.

DBRB explained that we were sitting on them in 319 because we had a super capital fleet out knocking over towers, putting things into reinforce, and whatever else it is titans and super carriers to when they are not blapping sub caps.  So we were going to be there for a while and without any real support.

Which, looking at local, seemed to favor the opposition.  There were over 700 people in local, and while we had a full fleet of 256, there were the usual number of stragglers and AFK that got left behind.  So we were about 200 sitting on the doorstep of a potential 500 bad guys.

Those odds seemed to be favorable enough that after about an hour, Boat woke the fleet up because intel (spies in their coms) indicated they were going to come out and get us in battleships.  Boat had us dock up and change our shield hardeners, which was actually pretty easy, as the station in 319 is an NPC station and the hardeners we needed were all for sale there.  We docked up, refit, and surged back out to get ready.

Getting back on grid for a fight

Docking and undocking taxes the systems running EVE and triggers time dilation.  That is actual an early warning system for a station camp, as TiDi will spike when the enemy is trying to undock en masse.  And us docking up and undocking slowed everything down.  But we got back out and got ready.  And then nothing happened.

Word was passed they were reshipping to Oracles and then to Drakes.  And then Boat told us they decided not to come out, had disbanded their fleet, and nothing was going to happen.  That did not get rave reviews in local.

I am not sure of the history behind “fofofofo”

Some more propaganda got linked as well.  I always enjoy that.

War in the South

I always favor anything with the former Iraqi minister of information.

So we went back to scraping the station, trying to target the occasional undock, and watching the alliance tournament.  There was one carrier, an Archon, that kept undocking to let us shoot at it a bit before it docked back up.

Shooting the Archon

The theory in fleet was that he was trying to make us waste ammo.  He tripped up at least once and we got him into armor.  Shield recharge automatically when you dock up, but armor costs money to repair at an NPC station.  A lot of money.  Certainly more than the cost of the missiles expended.

In the alliance tournament we watched Goonswarm win their match 50-0 (fight video here), while Against All Authorities got stomped, scoring only 2 points to the 50 their opponent managed.  And the two points came from one of the opposing ships disconnecting before the match began (fight video here).  There was much comment on that in local, while the Goons themselves seem as amazed as anybody at their undefeated standing in the tournament.  As Endie put it in a broadcast:

Just as stout Cortez stood silent upon a peak in Darien and looked out over the unknown Pacific sea, so equally stout – if not stouter – Vily has led our AT X team to the brink of the unknown: an Alliance Tournament performance to be smug about.  Let’s just hope that the finals don’t involve random drug-testing of competitors.  Now every little goon can go to bed at night with a mind afire with dreams of introducing themselves to girls in bars as a member of “Goonswarm Federation, the number one elite PvP alliance in Eve Online, you may have heard of us.

And so we sat and camped the station while watching the tournament.

Just as we were about done, having received word that the super caps had finished their own mission and that Boat was officially bored with the whole camp, we got word that the reds in the station were going to move on us at last.  We slowed things down a bit by changing back to our original shield hardener configuration and got ready.  At last they enemy surged out and battle was joined.

Missiles fly at last in 319

The bad guys got a surprise.  Since the super capital fleet was done with their work, they showed up to help us with ours.

Supers on the field… again

If they had come at us any time in the previous two hours, it would have just been us, mildly out numbered.  But they waited too long.  We got some kills, to a couple of losses, and they docked back up, no doubt complaining about being blobbed yet again.  Timing is everything.

And that was the end of action in 319 for the time being.  The supers jumped out, we got a bridge home from the safe POS.

Supers jump out under Drake cover

And all was right with the world as far as I was concerned, having added a few more kills to my total for the month.  And the alliance tournament was actually more interesting that I thought it would be.

I Came to 319 for the Conga Line, But I Stayed for the Kills

I am tired of watching ccp show the JITA undock – Lets get them to show a conga line. OPERATION SUPER CONGA LINE OF 319 UNDOCK IS STARTING – BRING A DRAKE AND BRING A BUBBLE. Op3 on mumble. Fleet forming now. Fleet up on jarna civire. Lets go pick on -A- and be on live tv with a bubble camp conga line.

The original goon broadcast was by dabigredboat to all-all

That is all we were promised, a conga line in 319-3D, the current staging system for our Southern Coalition opponents.  And since there wasn’t much else going on, a chance to goof off and trail our collective coats in an enemy stronghold seemed like a reasonable option.  There wasn’t even any real ship restrictions, despite the message on Jabber, it was bring what you want.  So DBRB piled about 120 of us in the back of the station wagon… erm… titan, and bridged us into 319.

Mostly Drakes, probably out of habit

The real motivation was to get us on the alliance tournament streaming feed between battles.  Kills were not promised.  And yet, as we jumped in, there was a carrier sitting just far enough away from the station undock to be a reasonable target.  We locked it up and tore it apart.  Already the day was a success.

Bubbled within reach of the station and… boom

Other ships were popping in and out of the area, and some people in the fleet managed to pick off targets of opportunity.  Meanwhile, drag bubbles were being deployed all around the station in 319.  Occasionally somebody would undock and stay out long enough that we could target them (you are safe for a short time after you undock), and they faced a spray of fire.

Missiles to the undock

We were also, somewhat unsuccessfully, attempt to form the promised conga line, though that did not seem to be working out very well.  The picture above bears that out.

And the moment it seemed to be starting to take shape, with ships starting to actually shake out into trail formation, word came that the SoCo pilots in the station were going to try to undock and take us on.  At that time we were pretty well outnumbered.  The conga line was forgotten and we anchored up.  Hostile ships started to undock in numbers and a fight was on.

Lasers, missiles, and a red glow…

The numbers were not in our favor, but the red glow in the screenshot above is the residual effect of people bridging in to the cyno that was put up, so our ship count went from around 120 to approximately 500 in pretty short order, a number which included some very heavy support.

Oh, titans, how lovely

That did not make the SoCo team very happy.  They got themselves together and docked up after a bit.  I only ended up on two kill reports, despite locking and shooting at quite a few ships.  Some of them just docked up when damaged, others popped before I could pile onto the kill.

Once the fight was over, we went back to our two previous preoccupations.  The first was to surround the station with drag bubbles.

Many bubbles

These actually were mildly effective in that now and again they caught somebody jumping to the station and gave those quick enough a kill.

And the second was trying to form the damn conga line.

Some of us in a line

The conga line did have some success, though it never really shook out to the spectacle that it might have.  People would get disconnected or warp off and the line would break or get kinked or otherwise look sloppy.

Still, CCP FoxFour showed up in a Polaris Legatus Frigate to check out what we were up to.  You can see one of the kinks in our conga line in the background of the picture below.

CCP FoxFour’s ship

I understand that we did appear on the tournament live stream for a bit, though when I brought up the stream on my system, the video card crashed.  The version of the nVidia drivers I have seem to be hostile to certain video technologies.  I have seen crashes before when I have tried to watch a stream as well as when I have tried to create movies or burn DVDs.  Time to check for an update.

Of course, I then had to reboot, which dropped me and, I am sure, further screwed up the conga line.

After that, I headed off to the safe station we have in 319 and logged off.  The family went off to see Brave, which was good, but not really up to the standards set by some past Pixar movies.  DBRB had declared that the camp of 319 station would go on.

And after we got home from the movie, I found some time to log in and he and his fleet were still there.  I was able to jump from the safe POS to the fleet and get into a quick fight which got me killed.  But at least I was in a legitimate fleet, so I can expect to get reimbursed for the loss.

I was able to pick up a new Drake and get a bridge back to 319 just in time to get in on a couple more kills, though I am not so sure I should be happy about this one, a fellow CFC member.  At least the kill mail shows that I inflicted no damage, but being listed at all has to be some sort of faux pas.  I have no idea how I managed that.

After things settled down to another camp routine, I caught a convoy home, had dinner, watched a movie with my daughter, and sorted through my screen shots to pick out pictures for this post.  After all that, I logged on to find DBRB still at it in 319.

It appears that he handed over the camp to another fleet who managed to get driven off and lost all 80 or so of the drag bubbles that had been planted earlier in the day.  So he was back to re-assert the camp on the 319 station.  I followed along for that, which let me put one more kill up on my count.  At least I am on the board for July now.

Then it went back to sitting on the station waiting for something to happen.  DBRB and some others were playing League of Legends while running the camp.  I looked at the clock and realized I started off in the first fleet more than 12 hours earlier.  I had put in more than enough time into EVE Online for the day.  I caught a lucky bridge back to our staging system and logged off.

The question for me, at the end of the day, is how much longer will 319 be the focal point for the SoCo after the fold at C3N-3S?  I heard a rumor that we had started operations in Catch, which is getting into the home of Against All Authorities.  Will we be fighting there next weekend?