I’ve discovered something. Something amazing. I’ve discovered the art of cloaking.
BEHOLD my new favourite baby; (ninja'd from Google)
As it were, the monotonous life of piracy was at an all time low for me. I was unrelieved with the same stuff over and over again. Routine procedures involved; Pick a ship, weigh the risk, undock, roam, come home, dock.
This changed a few weeks ago. It’s much better now; Pick a cloaky ship, undock, roam, come home, sit in space like a hermit whilst peeping at passers-by.
My first roam with this seductive ship involved a little roam in the neighbourhood with two good friends of mine, after finding a Ferox in an exploration site, I had zoomed in all invisible-like and then BOO! Uncloak, Point, Damps, wave, teehee! The pilot could do nothing but accept his fate. Unable to counter something his ship could not lock and not fast enough to escape my grip, he drifted aimlessly as my beautiful friends arrived on the scene and poked him from a safe distance. The Ferox dissolved eventually with not a single speck of harm returned to us. Sexy is, as sexy does.
I’ve also taken a liking to a particular fellow who resides in the pipe to Amamake system. He’s a fairly new pilot, who likes to fly large expensive ships. After killing his Thorax once, I had discovered him to be in a Megathron multiple times. However, he has escaped my clutches twice with the cheeky usage of Warp Core Stabilisers. I refused to give up and returned with a True Sansha (3-point) Scrambler for the job. Caught him at a belt and then called in the cavalry. He was easily detained and after reducing him to structure, I commenced ransom.
On a more recently organised roam, I had probed out a Drake with my ULTIMATE GANG ASSIST Arazu, and uncovered it to be right next to a Wormhole, he did not jump through into the Wormhole as I had expected once I had disrupted his warp drives but remained immobile and stationary. That works for us too, I thought. The gang arrived and he was skilfully bumped away from the black-hole by Mr Ronan. Ship exploded and we held the pod for a short while in the hope of the pilots return. He returned a few seconds too late however and was already podded.
“Who took the Corpse?!” yelled FC Paul Jons.
“It can’t have been me! My Arazu’s not even here,” reasoned Caster.
"Whose idea was it to put Caster in a cloaky ship…” murmured Mr Ronan.
Sir Wensley himself took us on a roam this night towards Amarr space. We consisted of a strong cruisers, assault frigates and frigates gang and me being the cloaky one, was gifted with the scouting chore. The roam itself was smooth, disciplined, enjoyable and relaxed. But the path was as we expected – System empty, empty, empty, blob, empty, empty, big blob, empty, empty, Nub-Chimera and Scorpion setting up a POS, empty, empty, blob, empty and empty. We did however bag a Drake on the way, suffered no losses and had good fun.
And that concludes the tale of the ULTIMATE GANG SUPPORT Arazu, for now. I’ve yet to train Recon V, but I plan on doing so after I complete my cross-training for a Rapier. Maybe after I’ve unlocked the awesomeness of the Pilgrim and Curse too… Either way, this opens up a door to a monstrous amount of new ships and possibilities for myself and I look forward to it!
*Caster Rom raises a jug of Beer.
To Piracy, to the Tuskers, to you dear reader, and to Cloaky cloaky ships!
