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Thread: POLL: Your funniest pilot moment
broncoblitz wrote:
Everytime a JSF thinks they can joust my b-wing...
/applaud
. I take my hat off to you sah!
In the Imp POB ship...
Me: Ok, I'll take bottom turret, one of you guys got top?
Passenger 1: Yeah
Pilot: Ok, going into deep space
*Elevator music.... waiting....*
Me: Crap, I can't get him, hes above us.
Me: C'mon, shoot him already.
Me: WHAT THE HELL IS GOING ON UP THERE?!(Shields low, we're screwed in a few minutes...)
*I get out of bottom turret, passenger 1 is watching passenger 2, a dancer, dancing with glowsticks*
Me: For christ sake! We're about to die stop flirting!!!
*Neither of them respond, I get in top turret, kill the god damn npc's that have been outmanuevering us...*
Me: God d@mn...
Pilot: Alright, everyone get in a turret.
His message comes through as I jetison via escape pod.... I die enough in my YT, no need to die in someone elses POB
biggest laugh i ever had in space: 2 days after ROTW goes live i have a heavy z95 and im takeing it out for a spin. just for fun i decide to go overt and troll for any suckers. so after i go overt i start flying around yavin space at the top speed of the prototype ship(cant remember what that is now) and wait. shure enough i see some guy in an opressor come up and try to take me out. when he gets to about 800m i kick my ship to 3/4 spin around and kill him in 2 shots. the conversation afterword goes like this
him: You A$$hole you used an exploit. no way a noob could shoot down a master. im reporting you to the csr's for useing an exploit
me: What makes you think im a noob
him:Your flying a noob ship
me: its one of the new heavy mass ships.
him: dosent matter. no low level pilot could beat me.
me: actualy im a master pilot, just trying out my new ship
him F@#& you ( at this point he adds me to his ignore list)
that has to be the biggest laugh i ever had in space
One day, early in my career in Deep Space, I was practicing killing Imperial Gunboats. I'm minding my own business, when out of nowhere swoops an Imperial PvP pilot, blaster bolts flashing past my cockpit. I was so startled I nearly spilled my beer.
He took out my engines on his second pass. There I was, dead in space, and I still had 42 monthly payments left on my ship. I was NOT happy.
Then the little Imperial bugger starts sending me taunts across the radio. Telling me how he'll take my ship apart piece by piece while backing up his words with the occasional blaster bolt taking chunks out of my ship. BLAM, there went my side strakes. I paid good money for those.
I checked my systems and still had reactor and cap power, although weapons were down and engines out. The imperial bastid was drifting in from my port side. I checked the range - 320m and closing. He was still talkin' smack on the radio and taking pot shots at my ship, but then I realized that he was just taking the pot shots and didn't have my reactor targeted.
I checked shields - 75%. Weapon capacitor was full. Range - 170m and apparently stopped. BLAM, another blaster bolt streaked by my cockpit and gouged a deep furrow into my wing. Sparks were crawling up and down the fuselage. The taunts kept coming over the radio.
I'd had enough. I did a last check on range - 162m. Shields at 50% and capacitor at full. I flipped open the safety cover to the reactor bypass switch.
I remember his last taunt - he said "I think I'll take your ship apart a little at a time...".
I tripped my mike in response and said "Close your eyes, homie, this can be bright".
There was a brief "Wha-?" over the radio as I pushed the button and the system shunted weapon, shield and power through the reactor. The resulting EM backlash sent a pulse bursting from my ship. I opened my eyes and focused back on the blackness of space. The Imperial ship was just off my port side, surrounded in a cloud of smoke. Sparks were arcing across the entire ship.
Apparently his radio had survived, although nothing else did. The stream of cursing coming through my headset was hard to miss. I turned down the volume, locked my helmet visor and grabbed the ejection handle. Leaning forward slightly, I peered out of my cockpit and waved, then ejected into space.
I was still laughing when the rescue shuttle hauled me back to the station. Hell - I'm still laughing now.
AzidarNath wrote:One day, early in my career in Deep Space, I was practicing killing Imperial Gunboats. I'm minding my own business, when out of nowhere swoops an Imperial PvP pilot, blaster bolts flashing past my cockpit. I was so startled I nearly spilled my beer.
He took out my engines on his second pass. There I was, dead in space, and I still had 42 monthly payments left on my ship. I was NOT happy.
Then the little Imperial bugger starts sending me taunts across the radio. Telling me how he'll take my ship apart piece by piece while backing up his words with the occasional blaster bolt taking chunks out of my ship. BLAM, there went my side strakes. I paid good money for those.
I checked my systems and still had reactor and cap power, although weapons were down and engines out. The imperial bastid was drifting in from my port side. I checked the range - 320m and closing. He was still talkin' smack on the radio and taking pot shots at my ship, but then I realized that he was just taking the pot shots and didn't have my reactor targeted.
I checked shields - 75%. Weapon capacitor was full. Range - 170m and apparently stopped. BLAM, another blaster bolt streaked by my cockpit and gouged a deep furrow into my wing. Sparks were crawling up and down the fuselage. The taunts kept coming over the radio.
I'd had enough. I did a last check on range - 162m. Shields at 50% and capacitor at full. I flipped open the safety cover to the reactor bypass switch.
I remember his last taunt - he said "I think I'll take your ship apart a little at a time...".
I tripped my mike in response and said "Close your eyes, homie, this can be bright".
There was a brief "Wha-?" over the radio as I pushed the button and the system shunted weapon, shield and power through the reactor. The resulting EM backlash sent a pulse bursting from my ship. I opened my eyes and focused back on the blackness of space. The Imperial ship was just off my port side, surrounded in a cloud of smoke. Sparks were arcing across the entire ship.
Apparently his radio had survived, although nothing else did. The stream of cursing coming through my headset was hard to miss. I turned down the volume, locked my helmet visor and grabbed the ejection handle. Leaning forward slightly, I peered out of my cockpit and waved, then ejected into space.
I was still laughing when the rescue shuttle hauled me back to the station. Hell - I'm still laughing now.
I can literally see it happening
WELL TOLD!!!