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My name is Hallan Turrek. This is my blog.

Thursday, November 6, 2008

An Illegitimate Person

I fly a starship, across the Universe divide
And when I reach the other side
I'll find a place to rest my spirit if I can
Perhaps I may become a highwayman again
Or I may simply be a single drop of rain
But I will remain
And I'll be back again.
Willie Nelson, Kris Kristofferson, Waylon Jennings, and Johnny Cash - Highwayman

Piracy is in my blood. It permeates my being. I am the personification of fear on the space lanes. When people see my ship on scan, they run. If they're in larger ships, they still avoid me. If they're older than me, they still back off.


I can't lose a ship in a stupid jump as easily anymore. I had a drake scurry along in a belt in Eifer. That was annoying. I knew he could beat me, but I still wanted a fight.

So I'm sitting in my central scan spot in Eifer, looking around for anything. It takes an hour but I finally get a hit. A rifter. I warp in on him and he explodes very quickly. I lock down his pod and ask for a five million ransom. I get no response so I down the pod. I pick up his stuff and move back to the central scan.

I catch two rifters on scan almost immediately and narrow one of them down to a planet/belt system. I position my scanner behind my ship as I'm warping and narrow the scan to ninety degrees, as the belts move out of the scan range, I watch to see if the ship is still showing on my scanner. I notice as two belts fall behind my ship I lose the ship off scan. I turn and scan the right hand asteroid belt of the two. I get a hit and wait to come out of warp. As soon as I come to a stop I head back into warp.

I warp in thirteen clicks from him. I head in his direction with my afterburner on full blast. I learned a long time ago that it does no good to target someone before you're in scram range. Once I hit eight thousand meters I begin to target. It resolves and the scram and my guns go online. I kick on the webifier for good measure and pull into a close orbit. He cut through my shields long before his evaporated, but he couldn't touch my armor, and what little damage he did do, my repairer kept up with. He blew up as well. Then I nailed the pod down. I did a quick check on his age. Less than a week old. That means he probably won't pay a ransom. I downed the pod.

I'm such a Bastard.

I hope to see alot of fun times with my new corp in the future. So far I've killed a Thorax, Fleet Issue Stabber, Falcon, and Armageddon with them. There were more kills, but Concord didn't see fit to include me on the criminal report since I didn't actually shoot at some of them.

Yesterday we stole a Hulk, looted a PoS and ransomed a missioning Drake for 40 million.

Good days.


  1. Very nice post. What you do and how you do it is about the same as what I do, but you do it better. I hope to do it better soon too!


  2. Gratz on joining the Bastards...great group :) Nice solo work, but man, waiting an hour to find a target? That would make my brain explode. I am just not that patient.