As promised, here is a recount of a pretty lulzy event involving a Rupture, and vast amounts of stupidity. Enjoy.
The curtain opens, asteroids hang motionless, a lone miner appears. And whats this? A CAN? Of course, I am all over it. Enter the Punisher! Typical operation commences, bookmark, warp off, warp back, jettison, flip, hope for tears. Pilot warps away. Hmm… Lets see what happens. Align to station…. OH F*** A RUPTURE! WARP.
At this point, a corp mate has arrived to sit on the can who was in system to watch my can, as I was expecting to haul it back in peace. So what do I do? Grab my Drake of course! As I’m switching ships, my mate informs me that my victim has returned in a badger. Grabbing my rightfully stolen ore back? I think not.
After quite a few instances of warping back and forth from the can with him returning in a Rupture when I was in a Punisher, and me in a Drake while him in a hauler, he commences to trash talking me in local (saying I don’t want to stick around and fight, quite the contrary sir). After goading him back while I was in a Punisher, he finally shoots at me. Bingo. I warp back in a Drake and commence but kicking.
Greatest. Feeling. Ever. Rupture goes boom, ore hauled, loot sold, adrenaline levels go back down, lulz commence.
Eve tips for success: Don’t be stupid.