So, a bit of window dressing to set the mood before I get to the meat of things.
I've been grinding my way towards earning the scratch and rank for an Anaconda or some other respectable ship. I'd bought a Type-7 and dropped some coin into engineering the shields, thrusters, and drives to give the little beast a bit of range, protection, and grace. Nothing too fancy. I've got about a 20ly range and she moves like only a slightly obese and dead narwhal. But, I've worked out some alliances with factions, and keep running similar routes between the same systems and have managed to start making some respectable money. Nothing fancy, but still earning a steady pay. I've also taken to heart the lessons I've heard about playing in open. Rule #1: Run. Rule #2: Submit as fast as you can and then go right back to Rule #1. It's been a pretty productive and sound strategy for me. That is until tonight. Which is where I'll move on to the meat.
I'm running one of my last trips before calling it a night when I'm interdicted about 5 ls from my destination. At first I don't think anything of it and just default as fast as I can to my Rules for this situation. Then I noticed it wasn't an NPC grabbing me but another player. I get a little nervous, but figure what the hell. I'm only carrying a couple tons of liquor and I can still probably run and FSD the hell outta there. So I opt over to Rule #2 and try to jump to supercruise ASAP.
That's when the dreaded "Frameshift Drive Inhibited" blazes across my screen, and I immediately know I'm in more trouble than I thought. I flip to the contact panel and to my utter dismay discover I've been interdicted by a wing consisting of a 'conda and a 'vette. My heart drops. Gankers. I'm done. It occurs to me that my shields will probably just hold out long enough for me to double check my rebuy cost and figure out how long it'll take me to recoup my losses. At a little over one and a quarter million credits I'm looking at about an hour or two of catch-up. Then the damnedest thing happens, that flips most of what I've known about Open on it's head.
One of the CMDR's hits me up on the comms with the message: selfie?
Wait? What!?!
I must have been dumbfounded and slow to respond because they messaged me a second time: selfie?
At this point my FSD has pulled together enough of a charge that I'm beginning to initiate my jump, so I figure running is the better part of valor and try to go for it.
Only to be interdicted by the 'conda/'vette wing a second later.
Welp, I'm dead I figure.
Instead: selfie?
So at this point I finally resign myself to whatever fate is going to come to pass and I fess up and admit I'm a bit of a noobie still in a lot of the areas of the game and can they clue me in on what is going on. Well, a few seconds later, I've learned how to take selfies in the game and had my faith restored that not everyone in Open is going smoke you just for the hell of it.
Oh, right, the joke. Sorry, I almost forgot. The whole story above reminded me of this;
A fluffy white bunny is hopping along through the forest. When suddenly a massive grizzly comes out from behind a tree and snatches the rabbit up in its grip.
The Grizzly holds the Rabbit up to its face and growls something to the Rabbit, but the Rabbit is too terrified and doesn't catch what the bear said.
"Wwhaat!?!", the Rabbit asks.
"I said, do you have a problem with crap sticking to your fur?" the Grizzly says.
The Rabbit, panicked to near unconsciousness manages to say, "Nnnoo."
"Great!" the Grizzly replies and in one fluid motion wipes it's backside with the Rabbit and tosses it to the ground before lumbering off into the woods.
So, for what felt like a few very long moments, I was a rabbit in a world of grizzlies. Luckily. This time. My fur stayed clean. Barely.
Guess you never can tell how things will go when you play in Open.
fly safe CMDRs o7
I've been grinding my way towards earning the scratch and rank for an Anaconda or some other respectable ship. I'd bought a Type-7 and dropped some coin into engineering the shields, thrusters, and drives to give the little beast a bit of range, protection, and grace. Nothing too fancy. I've got about a 20ly range and she moves like only a slightly obese and dead narwhal. But, I've worked out some alliances with factions, and keep running similar routes between the same systems and have managed to start making some respectable money. Nothing fancy, but still earning a steady pay. I've also taken to heart the lessons I've heard about playing in open. Rule #1: Run. Rule #2: Submit as fast as you can and then go right back to Rule #1. It's been a pretty productive and sound strategy for me. That is until tonight. Which is where I'll move on to the meat.
I'm running one of my last trips before calling it a night when I'm interdicted about 5 ls from my destination. At first I don't think anything of it and just default as fast as I can to my Rules for this situation. Then I noticed it wasn't an NPC grabbing me but another player. I get a little nervous, but figure what the hell. I'm only carrying a couple tons of liquor and I can still probably run and FSD the hell outta there. So I opt over to Rule #2 and try to jump to supercruise ASAP.
That's when the dreaded "Frameshift Drive Inhibited" blazes across my screen, and I immediately know I'm in more trouble than I thought. I flip to the contact panel and to my utter dismay discover I've been interdicted by a wing consisting of a 'conda and a 'vette. My heart drops. Gankers. I'm done. It occurs to me that my shields will probably just hold out long enough for me to double check my rebuy cost and figure out how long it'll take me to recoup my losses. At a little over one and a quarter million credits I'm looking at about an hour or two of catch-up. Then the damnedest thing happens, that flips most of what I've known about Open on it's head.
One of the CMDR's hits me up on the comms with the message: selfie?
Wait? What!?!
I must have been dumbfounded and slow to respond because they messaged me a second time: selfie?
At this point my FSD has pulled together enough of a charge that I'm beginning to initiate my jump, so I figure running is the better part of valor and try to go for it.
Only to be interdicted by the 'conda/'vette wing a second later.
Welp, I'm dead I figure.
Instead: selfie?
So at this point I finally resign myself to whatever fate is going to come to pass and I fess up and admit I'm a bit of a noobie still in a lot of the areas of the game and can they clue me in on what is going on. Well, a few seconds later, I've learned how to take selfies in the game and had my faith restored that not everyone in Open is going smoke you just for the hell of it.
Oh, right, the joke. Sorry, I almost forgot. The whole story above reminded me of this;
A fluffy white bunny is hopping along through the forest. When suddenly a massive grizzly comes out from behind a tree and snatches the rabbit up in its grip.
The Grizzly holds the Rabbit up to its face and growls something to the Rabbit, but the Rabbit is too terrified and doesn't catch what the bear said.
"Wwhaat!?!", the Rabbit asks.
"I said, do you have a problem with crap sticking to your fur?" the Grizzly says.
The Rabbit, panicked to near unconsciousness manages to say, "Nnnoo."
"Great!" the Grizzly replies and in one fluid motion wipes it's backside with the Rabbit and tosses it to the ground before lumbering off into the woods.
So, for what felt like a few very long moments, I was a rabbit in a world of grizzlies. Luckily. This time. My fur stayed clean. Barely.
Guess you never can tell how things will go when you play in Open.
fly safe CMDRs o7
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