This time written by our very own Dialogical:
I logged into mumble to, err well actually to quickly slaughter some mobs in D3, telepathically respond to the scent of bloodshed in wh space.
Because my convivial "good evening guys" was met with a "keep silent" from Tendonor there were only 2 possibilities, he's either a dick or something is going down. Although not mutually exclusive it was definitely the latter as it was quickly followed by an "overheat on that harbi".
Apparently the guys were in the c3 in aaa ganking a couple of Russians with the eloquent corp name "Best of the best" and who've probably never heard of pride goes before the fall.
It wasn't enough that they were most likely caught in a matter similar to this
They thought to remedy the situation by warping in an archon. Great plan, only without backup or strategy it's as much use as this carrier right here
So when I heard "Archon on dscan" I reshipped to an armor curse hurrying to the target system, meanwhile Riithi jumped in a guard as did W. The original fleet was apparently more of a ragtag shield fleet without logi. This should be perfectly fine for some ganking although it was a wolf rayet.. With the baddon, tengu and harbi gone there was only the carrier on field and in the process of probably keeping point and some sleeper DPS we apparently lost a drake of the original fleet.
When I arrived on scene and with a pair of guards as companions and no noticeable DPS to speak of (both from us and them, err now just him) more and more people went back to switch to armor. The fact he was smartbombing didn't help, every bit of drone DPS was welcome. Not untill Devia switched to a full neut fallus, combined with the neuting prowess of my armor curse obviously, did we suck him completely dry.
In the meantime an alert mail was sent out and more people arrived to help and/or prostitute themselves. The Russian saw that he was cornered and initiated self destruct. We weren't going to make it. Luckily for Dev's local "har dar yar" or Walex's calling him someone who spreads AIDS to the detriment of all society and has trouble sitting down [Source: (urban) dictionary] he changed his mind and aborted. Then initiated again, and aborted and by then it was too late.
To this day we're left wondering what really made him change his mind. Kudos for manning up and seeing your carrier to a worthy end though.
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