Note: I’m terrible with keeping up with corp/alliance coalitions, so I apologise if I get any of the participants of tonight’s battle wrong. Which I probably have.

It’s a Ganked Night (Ganked 29, to be exact), and Mangala has decided we should be in male genitalia-shaped ships, namely Thoraxes. I don’t know why, but don’t really care.

Heading out from Rens into Providence in our 140 man fleet, we run into a whole lot of NOTHING except a Curse which insta-dies, an Abaddon which jumps into us and lasts all of 4 seconds, an Apocalypse which we catch in an Anomaly (5 acceleration gates to get to him) and finally 3 CVA smartbombing Battleships which utterly fail in their mission.

We roll through Catch, briefly stopping to stare down a CVA BC gang which runs away, before eventually deciding to go crash into Delve, where there is apparently a war going on.

Slowly moving into the region, we’re informed by several people that we’re being pinged on pretty much every intel channel. -A-, TEST, Goons, PL, you name it, we’re being reported on it.

Good.

We’re eventually informed that there’s a Goon Shield BC fleet ahead of us in 319, and an -A- gang behind us. Could we trigger a fight? We were going to find out.

We pile up on the 319-3D Gate in D-3GIQ, and play the WAITING GAME. Within mere minutes, the Goons (at least, I think it was Goons. Our own intel is shaky at best and I am useless at identifying coalition members) jumps into us with a Logistic-heavy Drake gang. The battle is joined.

Whilst we desperately try to not die straight away, the -A- gang lands right behind us in an Armour heavy gang with Battleships. I think. (I was busy dying)

I explode within moments. At this point we give up any semblance of trying to win and our FC orders us to “whore everything you can”. No, really.

Op success. We have triggered a 3 way brawl, which is rapidly becoming a 2 way brawl with a third party firing pea shooters at both sides. I was told after the fight that the Nulli logistics team was a bit panicked, because they couldn’t figure out our primaries simply because everyone was just swapping targets to killmail whore. WHOOPS.

I soon realised I couldn’t whore mails in a pod, so rewarped and jumped into 319, grabbed a noobship from the station there (and avoided a Tornado on the undock) and returned to the fight.

Only to be shot the moment I decloaked in my Velator.

At this point, I had absolutely no idea who was shooting whom, but was reasonably confident that everyone shot everybody and hilarity was had. I’d link a battle report, but I think it broke with there being 3 sides. Check out the RvB Ganked board instead for our kills, though the kills there are posted by hand and it’s therefore nowhere close to being complete yet. UPDATE: Mangala is pretty sure he’s manage to filter the BR to show our own kills. See here.

I like this Delve place. Maybe we’ll return on next week’s Ganked. Provided there’s still a war on, of course.

P.S. If anyone got my corpse, I hear Flistir is paying 50 Million ISK for it.

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