Edited by: Golden Helmet on 22/08/2009 04:49:41
It didn't take long for probes to come out. Soon, our bait called out: "Harbinger on scan!" We ****ed and made our way to the Egg gate. "Harbinger landed, he's tackled the Raven." At this point, I revealed the nature of this op to the fleet; it was met with much joy and enthusiasm.
... But it wasn't Kenny. It was a corpmate of his, Jyren's Rage. After he attempted to ransom our bait Raven, and after some discussion on our part, we decided to have the Raven neut the Harby and try to escape; fortunately, this was a success, and we didn't have to play our hand prematurely.
Roughly 1 hour in, we decided that Kenny was... afk. But we waited... and waited...
During this time, other members of Eternal Perseverence probed out our little Raven, including a pair of Command Ships. Neither succeeded in tackling our bait. We didn't care about them, we wanted Kenny.
2 hours in. "Damnation on scan! Named '7 Deadly Sins'" And the Damnation was none other than Kenny's beloved alt who runs links. That was followed shortly by "Helios undocking, Helios dropping probes..."
Not long after: "Proteus undocking... Proteus warped, to the mission!"
By now, we had already gotten the fleet on the gate to Egghelende. We waited eagerly for what seemed like forever, and then: "Proteus landed, 17km away... he's pointed me, he's approaching."
"Everyone jump in, now! Warp yourselves to the Raven if you don't catch the fleet warp. Primary target is Ken Plante." I had to repeat the primary several times since, lets face it, lemmings have extremely short memory spans. They're like furry goldfish.
As we warped, I confirmed with the Rapier that he had his webs on the Proteus, and indeed he did. The trap was sprung, there was no escape.
The entire time we were planning, one thing kept coming up, and that was how he was tanked. Was it an active tank? Was it a passive tank? So we planned for both contigencies; in the op announcement, I mandated that as many ships as possible fit heavy \ medium neuts, and fit for gank. We had a huge blob, yes, but we wanted to make damn sure that Kenny had zero chance of survival. We only had one shot, and we'd look stupid(er) (than normal) if we failed.
The blob landed, the moment of truth had arrived, python panties were being soiled with anticipation...
And with what was almost an anti-climactic ending, the Proteus absolutely MELTED. Some of our ships didn't even get on the killmail. I guess you could ask, "You had a huge BS blob, what did you expect?" And, well, we just expected slightly more than that, I guess.
But, all that said, the joy was great. Two weeks of planning, two hours of waiting, all for that moment, to see his Proteus explode. If you want to say "You spent two weeks of planning just to kill one Proteus? Why is this forum worthy? You guys suck!" Well, this is The Python Cartel. Really, what do you expect?
All in all, something we don't get to normally do: an assassination. We waited, we schemed, we had our orgies, and all because of a little bit of smack, and because we really don't have much better to do.
And a funny little kicker: today is Ken Plante's characters birthday. We didn't know this until after we had docked up and spent half an hour stroking eachothers private areas. The laughter on Ventrilo when someone pointed it out was immense though.
And, for anyone wondering, the loot gods smiled on us today: almost 300m worth of loot, which will be going to the corp wallet to beef up our corp insurance program. YAY!
That's your installment of "The Python Cartel thinks it did good for once!" Tune in next week for an exciting new tale of how we dropped our carriers on poor, unsuspecting BANTAMS!
edit: a tl;dr for the lazy: we plotted for 2 weeks to blob a Proteus, and we think we're cool now.