The killing begins

The 2nd chronicle

I made it to the mythical Basgerin (I would say god-forsaken, but there was a god there, in the name of the Basgerin Pirates). Waiting for me was a few Vexors, Thoraxes, and Incursus. I immediately started my training. I hopped into my Vexor (I realized this was the ship for me soon after, on the advise of a BP06 (short for Basgerin Pirate) named Sei. I never used a Thorax or Incursus after that. rezell started teaching me things I needed to know, such as scanning, and other things. This helped me out a lot, getting me some decent kills (when you start, people don't expect you to kill them and that makes it easier). I also got help from preiviously mentioned Sei, Meskalin, A Lunchbox (lol), and Ashmyd. Everyone contributed to my training. Within my first week, many things came at me fast, heres the list: I got my first completely solo very expensive kill and pod, lost my first Vexor as a pirate, and made many new enemies. First the Vexor loss, I lost it to a guy named JerichoSteele, for a kinda dumb reason. Like an impatient noob, I was bored and randomly wasting my ammo blowing up wrecks and getting global criminal. Jericho, seeing my less than decent sec stat, decided to pop me. I begged for my life in local (something I think is acceptable to this day if it will save your ship) but he popped me, not noticing I was less than a week old. To those interested, this was the chat in local (he still has this in his bio to this day): 

JerichoSteele > lunchbox!

Osiris Anubis > wait

Osiris Anubis > wait

Osiris Anubis > im in his corp

Osiris Anubis > dude wait

Osiris Anubis > im with him

Osiris Anubis > plz just listen

He invited me into his corp channel to talk about making the right decisions and other bullshit, and thats where a ship builder (whose name I do not remember but want to thank) convoed me and gave me a brand new Vexor. His reason was this: without you pirates, my business would be meaningless, so thank you for doing what you do (or something along those lines). Well, I continued on my pirating journey, unfazed because rezell had told me this would happen, a lot. To those curious, I got Jericho back for what he did (multiple times), with the help of my friends from BP06. On to the next big happening, I popped and podded a guy in a hulk! I was less than a week old, and this is still my biggest solo kill to this day, this guy lost a super expensive ship to a noob like me! Well I am still excited about that kill, it was great, and thats what pilots play for. I got a lot of other small ships after that, and lost a few Vexors as well. I slowly advanced in my pirating career, with every kill my heart beat so loud I could hear it, and my blood was rushing through my body. I would start shaking on every big kill, so much, that sometimes, I couldn't even type. I still get all of those symptoms, the symptoms of PAD, PVP Addiction Disorder. I love what I do to this day, along with the hate mail and threats in local. I love it when people hunt me, and try to scan me down, I have many many safe spots in my homeland, and if you find one, I delete it and make 2 more. To those who will try, good luck. A while after flying with BP06, I was voted in, and became part of the corp that had been my calling since I had started the game, Basgerin Pirates. I was immediately invited into the channels of our allies, and started hunting with them within the first few hours of my acceptance into BP06. I met and became friends with our co-pirates, the people we are friends with and fight with. And to think, I started out as a noob, a carebear, a miner. Even now, as a god of death in many low sec areas, I still consider myself rezell's apprentice. I may be young, but I have killed many older pilots, and if you have the balls to come to our domain, I invite you. 

(More chronicles soon to come)