T'was a night two weeks after Christmas, when all through the... ah fuck it, it was this Saturday that we had gotten word about a possible "huge fight" in Pure Blind. A Scourge staging tower had been reffed by PH, Darkness, HONOR, etc as well as an Astrahus. We had been extended a cordial invitation through third parties and Pando was keen to take Snatch out again and cause mayhem.
Before the timer was due, however, Scourge decided to welp a bunch of Machs and Feroxes to a Carrier and Hurricane blob and then stand down for the night - meaning noone was actually gonna pitch to defend the tower. Unperturbed by this, Pando and I opted to take the Cambodia wombo combo config (Snatch & Bombers, baby!) and cause mayhem nonetheless.
Arriving in 7RM, the local was well over 400. Following an enormous blob of Hurricanes into the destination system of 5ZXX, where the combined capital fleet of the hostiles was just beginning to lay siege to the tower, we quickly set up on the in-gate. Seeing that the Hurricanes were more interested in the tower than us, I decided to try for a bombing run right then and there. Spotting the opportunity as the hostiles fleet warped to another ping, we went for it.
*Cue Salivan* "Void bombs quickly evaporated the steaming capacitorial coils of the Battlecruiser class Hurricanes and Cruiser class Osprey vessels. The Electron bombs that followed tore through the no-longer-hardened shields and shred armour and hull apart, venting vulnerable pods to the cold, dark space, only to have them evaporate in a misty explosion of amniotic fluid as yet another bomb sent their pilots' consciousness into the next clone." Also, their FC Tengu and their Logi FC bought it.
Anyway, a bunch of Canes and Ospreys died.
Hostiles finished the tower, swearing bloody vengeance upon us and threatening to invade Cloud Ring (please go ahead, ty), then started packing their things, taking a different route home to avoid us. We made haste to catch them before they reached the safety of their Keepstar but no dice - they clearly oustmarted us by using a perch before warping to the 7RM gate. We had lost our last dictor without a prop mod due to heat issues or something somewhere along the line, it was sad.
Horde started reshipping into RLML Caracals. I began salivating - mostly cos of the copious amounts of rum I had consumed by this point. Things get a little blurry at this point. Hostile Caracals, led by none other than Gloria Khan, assemble on a Fortizar on the same grid as us on KLY gate. We eagerly await their arrival, bombers ready and aligning, the Snatch fleet having devoured a bunch of small stuff and stragglers here and there. The Caracals began warping on our fleet at 30km and on about their third try I warped the bombers on them. *Insert Salivan dribble about things exploding*
Gloria Khan got mad. He ordered everyone into small fry tackle stuff, scrams on everything! He was gonna best this Snatch fleet. They undocked again. Pando was having trouble staying out of their way. We agreed to do what needed to be done if they got caught.
"Shit, that MJD is late." It was. Most of the fleet was pinned down by ceptors and tackle frigs. It was time.
"Ok, I'm doing it, Pando!", I slurred. "Broken Arrow!" With a maniacal laugh I warped the bombers right at our Snatch boys.
Absolute carnage followed. Literally hundreds of frigates exploded, setting free our Snatch fleet. I drunkenly stumbled howards with the fleet. Somehow I lost Nha'kila's Stiletto on a gate. Lots of laughs were had.
(still bugging out sometimes)