Crime & Punishment

So, I’ve been a pirate in lowsec for nigh on 4 years I think. Not necessarily a good one, but one nonetheless. I never really dabbled in highsec pvp though until this week. A combination of reduced playtime cutting short my roams and an unexplainable inspiration :looks at psychotic monk and cannibal kane: to try my hand at it for a week. So I boot up this alt thats been holding a spot on my account for years for no other reason than her pretty face and got ready to AWOX.

Now I don’t have KM’s or chatlogs because I cba to look them up or put her api on BC/evekill. So feel free to “no proof” me right outta the forum but; My first corp got me a gila, I then found myself on the tail end of a reverse awox, I got 50mil of pos fuel off a bestower in another and on my last I failed horribly and got alphad by a Naga defending his mining fleet.

The story I’m here to tell though came after the bestower and before the fail. I found a nice little corp in the recruitment channel looking for mining bros and figured I’d give it a shot. Me and the CEO chatted it up and despite his worries regarding my sec status he was convinced that if I ran a few missions with him immediately upon joining I’d be a great fit. Like putty in my hands man.

I made short order of the T1 fit Tempest he was running lvl 3’s in and we commenced chatting some more. He wasn’t too hurt about the loss, and I really don’t think I can blame him since a T1 fit BS is rather cheap after insurance. I was intrigued to hear though, that he believed I wasn’t the only AWOXer in the corp. There was a guy that joined about a month previously whom the ceo said was just waiting for the next corp mining op before blowing his cover. How he knew this I didn’t bother asking. As we closed out the night he gave me a funny proposition: he wanted me to stay in corp and kill the other AWOXer for 40million isk. Not an amazing payout but isk is isk, so I agreed to the terms. We spent 15-20 minutes setting up the gank that night to no avail. The guy was cooking dinner and it was late for me. I told the ceo to send out a corp wide mail faking a mining op for the next night right in primetime to try and effectively smoke the bugger out. I logged for the night looking forward to my first assassination contract.

Tomorrow came and the ceo didn’t log on, others in corp were on though so I mosied my happy ass over to their home system. Lo and behold two retrievers in a belt. I pointed one and tried to knock the other down but my abysmal dps wasn’t enough to kill the second before it warped. I waited in belt though to see if I could have any more fun before the scheduled execution. My patience was rewarded with an armor cane and a 50mil ransom, assuming another T1 fit. I chatted up the cane pilot and gave him some tips on fits while we waited excitedly for me/us to kill the other AWOXer.

The hour was finally nigh and my neutral rr spotted the AWOXer jumping into system in a Tempest while me in my thrasher, a corpie in a rifter and another in a maller waited to whore on the glorious fireball that was to ensue. Seeing into the future I told the inexperienced pilot in the maller to warp out or be fried by the BS on field. He did so but while we shot the BS he returned and expectedly got blaped. My thrasher was holding fine under drones and neuts with no small amount of help being received from rr. The rifter was having a harder time, with no reps, little pvp experience and no nos he was dropping rather fast as the BS entered armor. Then something extraordinary happened. The icon on the BS went red with a little skull and the shields on my rr osprey dipped a smidge. I smiled as I was informed I now had killrights on the pilot and prepped for the pod as CONCORD reared her ugly head. Lock, scram, corpse. I chance a peek at the rifter to see he survived in about 35% struct as I scoop loot from both the pest and maller. I now have a predicament though, no one was in the chat where the ceo agreed to pay me for the corpse and he still wasn’t on himself to pay me. Well, going out on a limb I tell the rifter pilot that the ceo wanted isk for the deed, and that if he wanted to pay me instead and give the corpse to his ceo later that’d be great. To my surprise he acquiesced. To my even greater surprise he asked me how much the ceo and I had agreed upon.... I had to suppress a laugh and control my urge to say a billion isk. I went with 80mil, twice what we had agreed upon. And I giggled like a schoolgirl when the number appeared in the trade window.

A truly rememberable event for myself even if it was all chump change really in the grand scheme of things. I thank you for your time reading this and hope you enjoyed it as much as I enjoyed doing it. I hope to post some hilarity from the shiny killright I earned as well for your viewing pleasure soon(TM).

EDIT: TL;DR I killed stuff and did things.

Um... cool story bro?