New makeover therefore, new drunken roam needed!

My liver has finally recovered from the pre-New Year, post-Christmas drunken roam and I want to thank all the pilots who attended, all the pilots who sent me funny emails and evemails about it and those who have been asking for more!


Well, I am not the man to turn down a good idea now am I? Anyway, more later on 'drunken roam number 2' and details of invitations, locations etc a bit later.


MY FACE

An older portrait

The newer version

It was with some trepidation that I asked for my portrait to be retaken. I do hate all forms of photography  though Shae's rendering of me is very nice and I approved of it.


Still, I subjected myself to this folly and insisted on a more natural shot - none of this posing for me so a  photographer of some renown followed me around and took pictures. Lots of pictures and I have to say, I am quite happy with the results.  I can also see that many pod pilots, with a constant need for change will be more than happy to pay ISK to tweak their appearances. Just wait and see.


MEATSHIELD [QUORN]
The Bastards have been swamped by applications to the corporation, more so with our recent antics in Hulkageddon I, II & III. With this in mind and our desire to retain as many potentially decent pirates as we could. We set up another corporation to take these pilots in:  a fair percentage of those we didn't accept were either too time poor to join full time or lacking in certain skill sets. Many who were declined a place stayed on with us as friends, flying with us in our fleets and getting to know us. Other interested parties wanted to experience piracy but wanted to do this with lower skilled alts. Then we knew that Hulkageddon IV would be coming along and we were active participants in the event so why not try and kill as many birds with one stone as possible?


Form a new corporation that:


1. Can act as a convenient staging corporation for those who want to apply to The Bastards
2. Will take in lower level SP pirates and get them experienced in low-sec piracy, then pick then for The Bastards.
3. Will allow alts and those who want more casual style of play or who are time-poor to experience piracy with The Bastards.
4. Can provide the necessary man-power to help us achieve greater success in Hulkageddon IV, since all we're asking for is Destroyer IV and a racial frigate to IV.
5. Can provide our budding FCs with small fleets to learn the ropes.


So, forming a corporation under The Bastards Alliance was therefore a complete no-brainer. I asked my good friend Tim Kang to step in as CEO. He was in charge of the 'Offshore Indian Call Centre' corporation, a previous executor for The Bastards and was now looking for a job. Perfect. 


Recruitment post for MEATSHIELD


So any budding pilots who want to get involved with The Bastards and Hulkageddon IV - follow the link above, reply to it (so you can bump it) and then follow the instructions to apply. We've already accepted a fair few and they're settling in nicely. 


We went on a roam last night and it was great fun: a mixed fleet of 20 odd ships racing around. Inevitably we ran into an even bigger group and lost the fight but that is the way the cookie crumbles especially with new members. More to follow but everything is looking great. 


Hulkageddon IV
Oh yes, this has now been officially announced for a February 19th (Saturday) and we can't wait. One of the drivers to get more pilots was to have our new chaps throw themselves screaming into high-sec space and kill miners. What fun! Since The Bastards has always been a small corporation, larger numbers certainly gives us more time zone coverage. Last time, TheHermit more or less stayed awake the entire time. Not this time, I don't think there's enough caffeine in the world to do it!


There's more information here: HK IV FAQ


Oddly, there is a counter-event in response to Hulkageddon called: 'Griefer Geddon'. Details are here and I applaud whoever decided on this event. Good luck to both sets of participants!

Drunken Roam, Guilty Pleasures & Hooray for Hulkageddon Roam!
So, with the formation of Meatshield [QUORN], Hulkageddon IV just round the corner and my liver now just about back to normal, I think it is a fine time to organise another such roam and to celebrate the formation of a new corporation for a fine bunch of pirates and the start of a glorious week-long session of destruction!


Date: FRIDAY, 11 FEB 2010 or FRIDAY, 18th FEB 2010 (will go with the one with the most numbers)
Time: 21:15 EVE TIME
Form-up time: 20:15 EVE TIME
Location: Will be sent to those interested in due course but previous attendees should know where it is.
Route: TBD - but all over the place no doubt...
Duration: Until we run out of ships or the FC collapses from too much alcohol

Aim: Crazily fitted T1 frigate/cruiser roam around low-sec and null-sec; it will end when we have no ships left in the fleet (or we fall off our chairs drunk).

We are to have fun, drink and be merry. Emphasis on the drink and merry bit. No sad faces. 

OMG Whiskey!

Like the last roam, the idea is to have fun. There's no better lubricant for fun then alcohol and lots of it! Ratting for ammo is expected. Throwing ourselves into danger at the first opportunity is expected. 


Of course, we have to pace ourselves as there will be plenty of chances to drink so the roam should still last the usual two hours. As an added incentive, we do love music so I ask everyone who wants to attend (or who can't but want to be involved) to submit 3-5 music tracks that they file away under ' guilty pleasures' - you know the ones: the 80s power ballads that you secretly sing to, that Britney Spears song that you can't help wiggle to and the Top Gun tunes you have on full blast when you're PvP. You know the ones. Submit them and I will either create a YouTube play list or better yet, submit the lot to Eve-Radio (or some other Radio station) as a two-hour request / dedication. Now isn't that a good idea? 


Everyone read the requirements carefully.

REQUIREMENTS:

++FUN roam, no sad faces!!++

1. Join the in-game channel 'INDEPENDENCE' for details and fleet pick up on the day.
2. Any T1 frigate/cruiser fitted out with whatever you want. 
3. Yes, fit a rupture with lasers if you want.
4. Or a thorax with arties and missiles.
5. Or a rifter with a cruiser sized weapon.
6. Or bring a Celestis, sorry Lady Shaniqua!
7. Mix your weapon systems. Why? because we can and that's how we roll.
8. Points required of course, we can't have people running away.

Pirate force someone to drink to excess

9. We each drink a shot of spirits (or beer) every half hour during the roam and after each ship kill and after each ship loss and for every ransom.
10. Aim is to see who can stay up for the longest.
11. Ventrilo - working with mic in place.
12. Needs to be frapsed with some vent recordings as well.
13. If you decide to fit a stab (why not?) then you have to say 'STABBED!' in local, take a shot of alcohol and then RUN like the wuss you are when you get tackled. If you do this and get smack - everyone else will need to take a shot on your behalf.
14. Tell me what is your drink(s) of choice for the night.
15. Any other rules that the FC wants to make up on the night.

Interested? Then contact us using the one of the following methods:

1. Post a comment here.
2. Contact me on flashfresh@the-bastards.com
3. Contact TheHermit on thehermit@the-bastards.com
4. Contact me or TheHermit ingame via conversation or evemail

Go on, it will be fun (again)...

Drunken roam and my vague recollections of it with some back seat FC and lolfits.

The Gang

I have to admit, that this particular blog is based on a rather hazy memory: please see the previous post to understand the special circumstances of this operation.

After eating and drinking to excess during the festive period it was time to go for a roam and while I wanted to link into the fleet early, real life events had prevented me from achieving this so I finally found myself in fleet comms only 90 minutes before showdown.


The fleet was a 'nice' mix and it was a pleasure to see some new faces along with the old. It was an open invite to anyone and not just limited to The Bastards and their close associates.

Flashfresh - drinking disarano & coke and flying omni-tanked rupture.
TheHermit - drinking Baileys, Vodka and Budweiser and flying an armour tanking blackbird)
Leroxee - drinking Vodka and Coke.
Lord B -
TFS Tibbs (armour tanked bellicose)
Red Vegas -
Mike Azariah (slasher or blackbird then bestower)
Shizraak - drinking sherry and brandy
Max Ursa - drinking crabbies, vodka and coke
Tallgunman
Mei Kholov - drinking coffee & baileys
Crefakis - drinking CHAMPAGNE, (in a logistics moa)
Dil'e Mahn - drinking Hertogjan (in the smartbombing tristan)
Commander Mordecai
WarFlower
Finheri - drinking Cherry lambrini
Kalaratiri

The undock...

The fleet was an eclectic mix of ships including: an armour tanking blackbird (TheHermit), a smart-bombing Tristan (Dil'e Mahn), an omni-tanked, small hybrid blaster equipped Rupture (Me), an armour tanked, stabbed bellicose (TFS Tibbs), a lazor celestis and a logistics moa (Crefakis) and other ships. If people could send in their EFT fits for the ships they flew during the evening; please do so and I will alter the post appropriately. Just remember: whatever goes onto the internet, stays around forever.

Leroxee: pee where you stand

BEER!

The horrid fleet undocked and roared through low-sec, drinking one shot each time we successfully jumped gates. After all, what was the point of a drunken roam if one didn't make up as many excuses as possible to drink alcohol?

Missed target?

The first viable target we tried to tackle was a Jaguar class assault frigate who was sitting apparently motionless at a gate. We naturally tried to tackle it and the fail fleet failed to cause any significant shield damage before he jumped back through. I think if was either Cref or Finheri who made the initial tackle but even at this early stage, it was difficult to concentrate. We lost one  ship to the gate guns due to our (in)actions. I think it was Mike in his 'special' blackbird. No matter, taking another shot of alcohol we simply told the ship-less pilots to grab anything they could and to join us when able. This was when Mike Azariah, who was one of our more law-abiding pilots (he had a positive sec status!) who sportingly went about acquiring a GCC (gate gun tanking blackbird for the win) and then docked up to get any ship to continue the drunken roam. He ended up flying a bestower with no weapons. He was the ultimate bait ship and he couldn't even fire back. We saluted Mike Azariah for his balls though I reckon Mike Azariah probably would have settled for anything that could shoot back. I felt his pain.

Drunk people crossing...

So with no kills to our name and two losses, we settled on the TXW-EI gate - entry point into Syndicate space and null-sec goodness. With only one scout, we jumped in - and found no-one. Not deterred and drinking another shot since we had successfully activated a gate, we moved on pushing Mike Azariah and his lozenge shaped Bestower ahead of us as bait.

As we were travelling, a few of the fleet were asking for ammunition - it appeared a few of us had no ammunition whatsoever! So, I had a bright idea: we would hunt the local pirates for ammunition as well as hopefully obtaining some gun for Mike Azariah's bestower. So yes, the feared pirates (most too drunk to care) started ratting with abandon in Syndicate. I bravely gave the order to go ratting, no-one under my fleet had heard in a very long time. I slurred primary and secondary targets:

"Primary is the rear admiral and secondary is.....the rear admiral".

I heard 'POINT on Serpentis Core Admiral!' and knew that this was an elite and kick-ass fleet. Quality target calling by me, right there. We were set for the night and settled in.


Dil'e Mahn: "let's join a pirate roam", I thought, "it'll be a nice difference from the usual carebearing", I thought..Now they get me ratting.

TheHermit, fearing that his treasured negative security status (hovering around -9.983) would be affected jumped into the next system (5-FGQJ) to avoid any CONCORD sanctioned security status gains.

TheHermit: runing my sec status by ratting :(

TheHermit *did* start mining though. That dirty boy. Spelling mistake above is left from original conversation logs...

There was a cry and we jumped around, scanning local and the d-scanner: it was Shizraak and he had lost his ship. Local was all blue so what was going on? He had warped to a belt and lost his gatling laser slasher to one of the local rats who with one-shot, took out his ship. We all laughed. The idea was to lose ships to other pod pilots not the dumb locals. Here's the convo pulled up from the pod logs:

Shizraak: belt1 3 frigs and a bs!

(Pause)

Shizraak: lol
Shizraak: jst killed me
Shizraak: its the top belt
Warflower: LOL
Shizraak: yeh
Dil'e Mahn: lol
Crefakis: \o/
Leroxee: rofl
Shizraak: 1 shot lol
Warflower: GESUS!
Finheri: PMSL
TheHermit: lmao, epic
Dil'e Mahn: loot his ship, there's mods in there!!!
commander mordecai: someoe keep this logged :p
Warflower: Shizraak just made my night lol
TheHermit: yep
Leroxee: shiz, take a drink
Shizraak : doesnt evry1 for a lost ship lol?

However, once we had sufficient ships we moved on, TheHermit had spotted some potential targets, after some gate bouncing we located a loki! With a roar of drunkenness we engaged the loki. One loki became two (initially we thought we were seeing double) and then the loki was joined by others - lots of others. More targets for us but our failfit ships were well, failing.

We battered ourselves senseless against the loki before I belated switch to .....the rifter. Which we killed. TheHermit was unfortunately set as primary and went down hard, though he was armour tanked and had no ECM to save him. After killing the rifter, I exploded as I got hammered to scrap by 13 ships. I hope the victors enjoyed my killmail: the omni-tank rupture of doom.

we go boom...

We all had to take one shot per downed ship and there was plenty to quaff. I actually felt sick drinking the seven to eight shots saluting the lost ships. We also lost 3 pods (including mine) which was swiftly grabbed by a third party and then passed over to our resident body collector: TheHermit. Yes, TheHermit has my body, Leroxees and Crefakis (from The Gentleman of Low Moral Fibre) - I shudder to think what this deviant has in mind: probably some voodoo magic?

I whipped the pod home and decided that it was time for another hilarious fail fit as the drunken roam had to continue and I went back to an older Bastards roam: the oversized clip & carbine roam. So I plumbed the archives and fitted a dual-180mm auto canon to the rifter hull. Jury rigging extra girders and supports onto the front of the rifter. This was comedy gold and we rushed back into Syndicate.


Leroxee: i now have a heavy missile, an assault missile and a 75 mm gun on my BB

In X-BV98, we managed to grab a merlin whipping past us. We were actually focused on blasting the nasty warp disruption bubbles but had to get this shifty frigate. Interestingly, we caught the frigate and even I managed to fire off a couple of volleys. I think the rifter went backwards from the recoil! We podded the pilot too. Am unsure when we lost Mike and his 'lozenge' but well, we did. He was on his way home but stayed on in the communication channel until high-sec swallowed him up.

One more beer...

Meanwhile, Max Ursa was on his way back to us - after losing a ship and fair play to him, he took a shot on his entire journey to us. About 30 jumps, so 30 shots or sips of his alcoholic beverage of choice. Either way, respect to the man who re-joined us a bit worse for wear.

We continued into PF-346 and saw lots of bubbles and due to our alcoholic haze, we were suddenly enraged by the sight of these ugly shimmering things and proceeded to destroy them.


Dil'e Mahn: how many hitpoints do these mobile warp disruptors have? I'm in a AB fit so I might just fly up to it and bomb it to hell =]
Shizraak: a large has 40k shield and a shit toen more struct
Dil'e Mahn: well shit.
Shizraak: a small is 2.5k and 7.5k
Dil'e Mahn : I'm doing about 25DPS or something..

Suddenly my alarms went off and a tempest dropped out of warp. I quickly ordered another shot for everyone and vainly started to chase the tempest, sitting comfortably at 200 Km away. Of course, the alcohol made us feel that things were a lot faster so we did the Benny Hill and didn't get the tempest but he did pop my rifter. Serves me right for forgetting to orbit.


So we went back (drinking one shot per gate jump) and I ended up in a combat hoarder. Yes, decided to fit a gun to a hoarder and went right back out again. If Mike could do it, why can't I? We once again, found ourselves in Syndicate space and we were being shadowed by a flycatcher. We knew what was going to happen but I pushed my hoarder towards the interdictor and opened up with my peashooter. As if on cue, it fired off a disruption sphere and prevented anyone from warping out. No matter - we unloaded (as best as we could) onto the flycatcher and amazingly, managed to kill it. Check out Red Vegas in his noob ship, my combat hoarder and TheHermit in his Ibis of doom. Even more amazing, Dil'e Mahn firmly pointed an ejected canister instead of the flycatcher. That can wasn't leaving the scene, oh no.

Proof: Dil'e Mahn:  I do know that in that rumble where we killed the flycatcher I was at some point firmly pointing a can...

However, it wasn't one-sided. The flycatcher was there to hold us (as if we were going to run?) and they dropped the hammer on us: hurricanes, drakes and others.

Just a nice picture of drunken woman - nothing to do with the
roam..

Our ibis went first, reaper went second, then Tibbs in his armour tanking Bellicose, I blew up in fourth place - the other fleet members also blew up and with the amount of alcohol sloshing around the pod, the explosions were spectacular!

Of course, being pirates - they were a wee bit surprised that I was in a hoarder and quickly got an evemail.

Reference: just killed you

From: ALTOTHEIX

Sent: 2010.12.29 00:53

To: flashfresh,  

in a very crappy hoarder? wtf are you doing?

lol

I decided to go home with the capsule wobbling along. 

Flash after his bio

OOC: I went upstairs for a bio, staggered into bed and fell asleep - drunk. My partner 'closed up shop for me'. I have no idea what was said by the remaining fleet mates who managed to coax my pod back into a station and she safely logged me out.

Of course, this drunken behaviour would definitely get noticed and so it was. A day later I got an letter with a some very distinctive looking graphics. It had KFC all over it. It smelt of fried chicken. 

FIXED PENALTY NOTICE

From: Lady Shaniqua
Sent: 2010.12.29 23:08
To: flashfresh,  


To FLASHFRESH PIRAT MAN


This is an OFFICAL NOTICE OF PENALTY CHARGES,ur case has been reviewed and you have been found GUILTY of FLYING A SPACE BOAT UNDER INFLUENCE OF DRINKING, ALSO you have been found GUILTY of LEADING A FLEET UNDER INFLUENCE OF DRINKING. Due to your co-operation your fine has been reduced.
YOUR FINE NOW STANDS AT SEVENTY MILLION ISK. To be payed to a representative of Kenssy Fried Chicken Kru.


SIGNED 


OFFICER SHANIQUA

The post mortem of the roam was fun too; here's a snatch of it:

Dil'e Mahn: you got the same notice, hermit
Lady Shaniqua: OR ELSE WE SHALL BE FORCED TO COMENCE A CAMPAIGN OF JUSTIC UPON YOUR BOATS
Dil'e Mahn: oh
Dil'e Mahn: will that hurt?
TheHermit: lol so i did
Lady Shaniqua: Shizraak, TheHermit, Dil'e Mahn & flashfresh
Kane Rizzel: generally yes
Dil'e Mahn: was afraid so
flashfresh: Feck. What about ma kids officah? They gots to eat!
Lady Shaniqua: YOU SHOULD OF THOUGHT OF THAT BEFORE MAKING KRIME
Dil'e Mahn: yeah, officer! I was only smartbombing a LITTLE bit
TheHermit: i cant afford those fines, im a lowly pirate
flashfresh: IT WAS THE A DEMON DRINK TALKING!!! OFFICAH Have mercy. It is ma first crime (self-incriminated)
Dil'e Mahn: I'm a tightwad carebear, so I'm not paying either
Lady Shaniqua: BE AWARE THAT WE KNOW YOU MIGHT HIDE IN IGES SOLAR SYSTEM YOUR MOVEMENT HAS BEEN MONITORED
TheHermit: Oh Noes dirty cops found my Super Sekret hidout
Lady Shaniqua: AS FOR YOU Dil'e Mahn. WE HAVE OTHER SECRET HIGH SEC OFFICAHS ABAL TO TRACK YOU
Draco Dreadskull: lulz busted
flashfresh: We is busted!
Dil'e Mahn: you have NOTHING on me, cop! NOTHING!
Dil'e Mahn: I'm taking this up with your supperiorz.
Lady Shaniqua: I HAV CONFESSION OF SENOIR OFFICER WHO MAK TALK TO LOWEWR HIS FINE
flashfresh: Gonna speed dial Max Clifford.
Lady Shaniqua: ALL COMPLAINTS TO BE DIRECTED TO Djuba. IF YOU HAVE ANY, IF YOU WISH TO APPEAL YOU MUST GO THROUGH Tony Ockabasi
flashfresh: WHO ARE THESE POLIC OFFICASALS?
Dil'e Mahn: as if I'd fall for that
Dil'e Mahn: they're in on this fillthy deal!
flashfresh: I only know Lady Shaniqua and will only deal with Officah Shaniqua
TheHermit: I will turn evidence against all my co conspirotors for a reduction of fines
Dil'e Mahn: ...
Dil'e Mahn: but... but... we FLEW together
TheHermit: /emote prepares his pointing finger
Dil'e Mahn: doesn't that count for ANYTHING anymore?
Dil'e Mahn: bleh, bloody pirates
flashfresh: Every man for himself!
Dil'e Mahn: I'm gonna run a L4 just to spite you
flashfresh: ..and I pointed first.
flashfresh: L4 - you horrible man.
TheHermit: mother told me you can alwqays trust a pirate.......
TheHermit: to be a pirate
Lady Shaniqua: THEHERMIT FLash already did that, THAT IS WHY YOU ARE FINED
Dil'e Mahn: says the guy who ratted with me
Dil'e Mahn: I have logs! I have proof!
TheHermit: damn my slow response time
TheHermit: /emote pulls teh vent recordings from teh night in question
flashfresh: Wait. You recorded the vent?
flashfresh: Feck.
TheHermit: lol
Dil'e Mahn: durn.
TheHermit: lmao it starts with calling primaries, of rats
flashfresh: ....yes....i remember.
flashfresh: seemed like a good idea at the time.
Dil'e Mahn: "primary is the rear admiral, secondary is the... rear admiral"
Dil'e Mahn: did we actually get guns from any of the rats, by the way?
flashfresh: That's quality target calling right there. I was on form.
Dil'e Mahn: ah, that must've been it then
Draco Dreadskull: sorry wut? someone recorded vent?
Shizraak: oh dear
flashfresh: Uh-huh.....
Dil'e Mahn: someone *claims* to have recorded vent
Dil'e Mahn: until the soundfiles have been made public and scrutinized and all that, it's just a claim
Dil'e Mahn: /emote holds on to that thought
Draco Dreadskull: uh oh
TheHermit: oh yes vent was recorded
Draco Dreadskull: i cant remember everything i said or did, i vaguely remember bombing in a thrasher
TheHermit: ill be uploading it later once i find some spare bandwidth
Draco Dreadskull: the gems
flashfresh: I don't think it will be that bad.....right?
TheHermit: its errrm.... entertaining
Dil'e Mahn: next thing you know someone's gonna be all happy and "oh look I've got it all frapsed" and suchlike
flashfresh: I bet.
Gorgoleon: hehe
Gorgoleon: fuck fuck fuck da police
TheHermit: my fraps died whilst recording
flashfresh: Gorgo - you would have been a fine addition to the crew; am sure you would have quaffed your volume in alcohol.
Draco Dreadskull: how fAR?
Gorgoleon: i was just shooting lady s  )
flashfresh: You might get a fine...
Dil'e Mahn: or violenced...
Dil'e Mahn: or, more likely, both.
Lady Shaniqua: lol
Lady Shaniqua: so your to scared to go comet + wolf v jag so you bring in a vaga and still fail
Lady Shaniqua: KRIME DOES NOT PAY SEE
Gorgoleon: hehe
Gorgoleon: didnt bring him in, we were just talking on comms
Gorgoleon: nice fit though
Lady Shaniqua: shame i was up for v your comet and wolf
Gorgoleon: i was always gonna jump out though
Gorgoleon: nano wolf doesnt like scram :(
Gorgoleon: if u want 1vs1 just say in local - i honoured our last one
Lady Shaniqua: yeah and i would of got 30 secs on the comet before you got back in ofc THAT WA STHE PLAN :P
TheHermit: Good Night all, fly safe-ish
Dil'e Mahn: will do
Lady Shaniqua: o/
Dil'e Mahn: in fact, I'll log too, I have at least one day of work left this year
TheHermit: Dil'e ill get hold of you again in a couple of days talk through the HK stuff, Lady S, keep the Kriminals in order :p, Flash always a pleasure
Dil'e Mahn: and since crime doesn't pay according to some...

Nothing related to the roam either but awesome picture...

Merry christmas and drunken roam coming up - open to those interested.

Christmas is a time when activity for some goes down as pilots from all professions emerge from the amniotic goo of their pods, blinking like new-born calves and head off home to family and friends. So, I just want to wish everyone a merry christmas and a happy new year.

Of course, this post isn't just me signing off but also to pass out an invite to any reader who would be interested in flying space ships, drunk with some pirates. Indeed, I believe we can call ourselves 'Santa Pirates' or 'Pirate Santas' or even, Pirating Santa as below:

Pirates grab Santa Claus

Anyway, this is an open invite to any reader who would like to relax and lose their sec status while getting drunk with The Bastards.

Details below:

DRUNKEN POST-CHRISTMAS DESERT ISLAND DISC ROAM WITH THE BASTARDS...


Date: TUESDAY, 28 DEC 2010
Time: 21:15 EVE TIME
Form Up time: 20:15 EVE TIME
Location: Will be sent to those interested in due course...
Route: TBD - but all over the place no doubt...
Duration: Until we run out of ships or the FC collapses from too much alcohol


Aim: Crazily fitted T1 frigate/cruiser roam around low-sec and null-sec; it will end when we have no ships left in the fleet (or we fall off our chairs).

We are to have fun, drink and be merry. Emphasis on the drink and merry bit.

OMG Whiskey!

It will be the post christmas period where one will still be eating the leftover turkey / ham / goose. Most of us will be feeling the effects. What better way than to overcome this than to undock in a fleet of ships piloted by people who feel just as bloated, ill and still hungover?

Combining this with our love of music, the format will include desert island discs, albeit a slightly inebriated version. One can't see Libby Purves being pissed doing this can you on Radio 4? Well we are!

Everyone read the requirements carefully.

REQUIREMENTS:

++FUN post-Christmas roam, no sad faces!!++

1. Join the in-game channel 'INDEPENDENCE' for details and fleet pick up on the day.
2. Any T1 frigate/cruiser fitted out with whatever you want.
3. Yes, fit a rupture with lasers if you want.
4. Or a thorax with arties and missiles.
5. Or a rifter with a cruiser sized weapon.
6. Or bring a Celestis.
7. Mix your weapon systems. Why? because we can and that's how we roll.
8. Points required of course, we can't have people running away.

Pirate force someone to drink to excess

9. We each drink a shot of spirits (or beer) every half hour during the roam and after each ship kill and after each ship loss and for every ransom.
10. Aim is to see who can stay up for the longest.
11. Music is required, so I want people to put together 8 (eight) tracks that they reckon are the dogs bollocks. An essential to everyone's collection. It is your desert island discs and you're drunk anyway, so pick what you want. We will try and play them on the night - so get your music onto a playlist in youtube or whatever.
12. Needs to be frapsed with some vent recordings as well.
13. If you decide to fit a stab (why not?) then you have to say 'STABBED!' in local, take a shot of alcohol and then RUN like the wuss you are when you get tackled. If you do this and get smack - everyone else will need to take a shot on your behalf.
14. Any other rules that the FC wants to make up...

Interested? Then contact us using the one of the following methods:

1. Post a comment here.
2. Contact me on flashfresh@the-bastards.com
3. Contact TheHermit on thehermit@the-bastards.com

4. Contact me or TheHermit ingame via conversation or evemail

Go on, it will be fun.

LOL kill of a falcon in high-sec, on a gate. No-one is safe...

"Hey Flash, there's what looks life an AFK Falcon just sitting on the gate." Observed TheHermit. The Bastards had gathered together from our various travels and we were debating what to do. A falcon, sitting on a gate in high-sec all on its own?

Additionally, there was an obelisk sitting there as well. Both ships hung motionless about 12-13km from the gate into the Stacmon system.

Since the system was high-sec we had little chance to get into the system and ransom his ship but a quick, cheeky kill perhaps?

We quickly formed a plan: destroyers would be the ship of choice due to their low cost, high alpha and speed and we had about 11 pirates all ready to go. We were already roaming around killing and (trying) ransoming people but this was too good an opportunity to pass. We parked one of our cloaked scouts close to the falcon and kept an eye on him. The scout reported back that the falcon was not aligned, had zero velocity and there was no communication activity in local or otherwise.

The destroyers were quickly assembled, loaded up with enough ammunition for three volleys - any more and CONCORD would be on your ass and you would be jammed, neuted and killed so no need for more ammunition. The pilots then all raced to their pods and once inserted into the destroyers, signalled their readiness with docking clamps disengaged and their jostling for the exit point.

So, our scout reported that the falcon was still there and with a countdown - we undocked into high security space. Warning signs flashed up demanding that we leave the system due our criminal status but we politely dismissed them and sped our way to the hidden scout. We had to be fast, so soon as we dropped out of warp, we would lock the falcon and volley it before CONCORD drops on us. At most we would have two maybe three seconds to kill the ship. Hence, we needed numbers. Getting the pod killed would be a bonus too.

The ships computer counted down the range and I mentally readied myself as I have less than seven seconds left before dropping warp.

Six seconds. I pre-activated all my guns.

Five seconds. I overloaded the entire rack of guns.

Four seconds. I switched my overview to one that had ships only.

Three seconds. I hit the scanner to make sure that the target was still present.

Two seconds. I started to grin.

One second. My grin got bigger.

All 12 destroyers dropped out of warp and we all locked and volleyed the falcon. A dozen voices overlaid themselves across our communication net.

"Hermit has point. Firing."

"Selendris has point. Firing."

"Red Vegas is firing."  Etc.

A mix of small artillery and blasters spat out a devastating volley of destructive ordnance. My overview exploded with CONCORD ships appearing on top of us. On the overview, the falcon dipped into armour and before I could observe any further - I was jammed and then violently separated from my ship. CONCORD's superior weapons wiping out our entire party.

The falcon was down however! We cheered especially when we saw the drop - more than enough to pay for our destroyed fleet and then some; though it was sad to lose the sisters probe launcher. Now, most people would be unimpressed with the kill - he was obviously AFK and therefore couldn't defend himself but keep in mind that everyone in our party was -5.0 or lower in terms of security status and we were in high-security space; thus faction police would be trying their hardest to scramble, web and then kill us just for travelling through their space in anything but a pod. Any hostile action from us would automatically bring down CONCORD on our heads. Finally, we were shooting the falcon under sentry guns as well. All in the thin-hulled destroyer class vessel.

Naughty Spawn, held his fire and went for the pod instead and he successfully smashed the pod before he too was destroyed by CONCORD. Naughty Spawn especially enjoys the squishing sound of pilot capsules rupturing and the amniotic fluid flash freezing in space.

Sometimes, people just don't pay enough attention and pay for it. Now, if only we had a fleet 20 times the size of our rag-tag destroyer fleet we would have then gone for the obelisk! Could 320 destroyers alpha an obelisk? I need a channel where I can call upon pilots to do just that.

The fun continued however: someone took offence at having criminals in their space. A pilot called 'Ydnari' came out in an area and managed to pinch Red Vegas on his way out. On returning we noticed that the 'Yndari' was now in a vexor and blocking up the undock point of the high-sec station that were racing towards.

We decided to take revenge and undocked en masse and kill the vigilante pilot, high-sec or not, we wanted his loot.

So we did.

High security space is 'safer' space. Not safe space.

Don't go for a pee in the middle of an op!!

Another fun night with The Bastards; we've been running around Placid recently especially around the constellations around the 'Pain' solar system (yes, Pain - as in 'PAINFUL') - it is, to many people's surprise our headquarters. In the dark and distant past The Bastards corporation was started here and it is fun to come back. Don't get me started on what I discovered in the corp hangars when I finally gained access!

However, the roam we had (all battle cruisers) didn't work out quite as I expected: the first engagement was with some Gallente Militia pilots; they came in a variety of ships and landed on our out gate as the fleet rumbled towards our target system. I was moving ahead of the main fleet, one behind my scout and had a secondary FC in place to take care of things. Unfortunately, when the firing started, I didn't hear my number two initiate any target calling. There were some nervous coughs as The Bastards came under fire but no shouting or panic. I was still in warp but getting increasingly concerned. I asked for an update but the responses were sporadic and then our losses started. I finally dropped warp and demanded to know what was going on. We were now losing ships but someone else stepped in and started calling targets but it was clear the battle had turned decidedly against us. 

Once we had regrouped it appeared that our secondary FC WAS shouting like a maniac but his vent client had packed up at the most unfortunate time. 

These things happen and I should have stayed closer to the fleet. 

After this excitement, I excused myself for a pee (yes, even in a pod, one needs a bit of privacy to complete one's ablutions...) - when I came back; a mere two minutes - we had lost two more ships!!

I thought they were joking but no, it was true and it appeared that two of the surviving ships had tried to rendezvous with the rest of the fleet and got caught by some fast point tackler on a gate. The joys of low sec space and being red and flashy.

I will try and hold in the pee for the duration of the roam from now on...

Interdict, who as ill and couldn't make the roam has been knocking out new forum signatures and I am the proud owner of a new sig.

Sorry that was a quick update but am already planning for ops and roams throughout the christmas period. 

Incursion, Ransoms, Haikus and Explosions

TFS Tibbs
Our Ransom Guru

The last post had my explaining to everyone that The Bastards have decided to increase our efforts in the ransoming department of our 'work'. Not to steal his thunder, I want to thank TFS Tibbs for organising this.


Ransomania - Stop the killing – make cash not war by TFS Tibbs

What: Ransomania - during the event contestants vie with each other to see who can ransom the most ships and capsules within a given timespan.
Who: Bastards only
When: Event will run from Tuesday 23rd November until Wednesday 22nd December
Where: Everywhere
Why: Ransoms are cool
How: See below

Rules:
Ransom everything that moves for one month
Results will be taken from the Bastards Ransom Board
Haikus – valued at estimated price of ship + fittings – or estimated implant value based on character age for capsules
All ransom attempts must use the Yarrsom Channel if possible
All prizes will be awarded after the event has finished

Prizes:
Pilot involved in the most ransoms:
First - 400m + shiny winners medal
Second - 200m
Third - Faction Frigate of choice

Highest ransom – Ransom will be matched – double your money:
Most ship ejections - 100m
Most solo ransoms - 100m
Most Haikus - 100m
Best Haiku – Mystery prize

Most ships lost by A Bastard during ransom attempts: 
First – 3 ships replaced
Second – 2 ships replaced
Third – 1 Ship replaced

Early Starter Dramiels:
First ship ejection - Dramiel
First solo ransom - Dramiel
First Haiku - Dramiel

Additional Prizes:
(JManZA) 1st person to solo ransom a ship 2 hull classes above the one being piloted - ie ransom a BC in a Frigate class ship - Pirate cruiser of your choice
(Viginti) First Singing Ransom - 100 mil plus a T2 fit BC of choice (fitting as well) must sing more than just chorus. Here is the song -> http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=fbGkxcY7YFU
(z0de) The 'can you make z0de laugh' challenge - 50m
(Arrhidaeus) Most unreasonable ransomee - TBC

The ransom story so far...
We've had some prizes go already (mainly the Dramiels) and the it has been a hoot. However, our KB also tells us that there are plenty of people out there who are not playing the game and would prefer to shoot it out for us. Which is fair enough - while we're not elite PvPers; we usually bring enough firepower to reduce most ships we tackle to cinder.

Incursion into my realm?

Now it was with some surprise that I found my pod interface was upgraded since my last post. I have to say that I do like it. The subtle changes to the module icons is a nice touch too.

Explosions!
Of course, what type of post would this be without some form of boat violence? We've been very active and busy the last couple of weeks and over a much larger area. With the promotion of TheHermit as a Director at The Bastards, (since Raelyf was stepping down due to work life commitments) - it was decided that expanding our area of interest was in order and Hermit (with a jump clone) investigated and then relocated to Placid. Other pirates followed suit with other pirates setting up satellite offices in Amarr space, Syndicate and others. I always wanted 'chapters' in all areas of space and with excellent pirate food such as this rattlesnake, fun fights such as this one and ransoms such as this delicious one; the current area seems like a viable choice though I have been told that there is another area...will keep you all posted.

Pirates like us have to move as prey will not come over to us (how unsporting!) so we're roaming around further and it is good.

Hulkageddon IV
Yes, Helicity Boson of Python Cartel has started to make arrangements for the fourth instalment and as ever, The Bastards will be attending. We did very well in the last three tournaments: In the third tournament for example, we came in the top five in single player kills with 2nd, 3rd and 4th place respectively for Hermit, Leroxee & Tibbs and coming fourth in the overall corporation rankings. This achievement is even more remarkable considering our rivals (our friends really) are mostly all alliances (e.g. TEST Alliance Please, 0rphanage, B A N E, Hydra Reloaded etc)  and we're just a small corporation slipping in between the footsteps of these giant alliances.

Am keen to do better so am willing to listen to ideas from readers and importantly to take in donations of ships and isk to fund our cause. Remember, The Bastards live off the proceeds of piracy, we don't have renters, POS moon-goo, a piece of null-sec to rat in (what?), rich sugar daddies, etc. We try to maintain ourselves from ransoms, ransoms, ransoms, some extortions, outright theft and loot drops from ship explosions.

If someone donates a ship for HK IV to The Bastards; we will have your name on the ship and dedicate the exhumer kill to the pilot donating the ship. We might even leave a can with a message just from you to the unfortunate miner. Go on, you know you all want to!

Make ransoms, not war.

Just a quick note: we've decided that for the next four weeks - The Bastards will be attempting to ransom anything that moves for a month. It is an internal competition; just to see how far we can go. We have always been active at ransoms but this time, there are prizes (isk related and fun ones too) for the most ransoms, funniest ransoms and meeting certain ransom challenges. Admittedly, this is a tall order and most cases we may end up blowing up someone who refuses to play but we're trying extra hard to make this type of transaction fun leading up to the Christmas period. So people, if you see us on your overview or bearing down on you - our first thoughts would be to get a ransom of any description: so get your haikus out or your karaoke voices tuned!

Road trip roam

When you're travelling you always needs some tunes and what better than to dredge up all them old tunes your folks used to play when you were but a passenger on numerous forays to the seaside?

http://www.youtube.com/view_play_list?p=EC7002366FF4F9A7

70s roam and some outstanding Haikus

Just realised that I lost my 90s roam post from last week! Sad Panda but all I can say is that Pearl Jam rocks. The Bastards requested that we do a frigate based roam, get some ransoms and kills and then blow up horribly from a smart bombing battle ship. All these elements were present in the roam last night varying degrees.

Flash - what could have been..

So, it was 70s night. A much under-rated decade in my view: not into the fashion myself but the music rocked!

I believe big hair, bell bottomed trousers and floral patterns on shirts were the order of the day?

I put together a Youtube play-list, fired it up and then undocked in my Jaguar.





Here's the playlist:

http://www.youtube.com/my_playlists?p=67F56A02AE76126F


1. Disco Inferno - Trammps
2. Brick House - Commodores
3. Y.M.C.A - Village People
4. September - Earth, Wind and Fire
5. Stayin' Alive - Bee Gees
6. You're My First, My Last, My Everything - Barry White
7. Last Dance - Donna Summer
8. Flash Light - Parliament
9. War - Edwin Starr
10. Play that Funky Music - Wild Cherry
11. Kung Fu Fighting - Carl Douglas
12. Don't Fear The Reaper - Blue Oyster Cult

Other pilots had the their own and I will be collecting these into a compilation album.

Anyway, in frigates it meant we could cover a lot of ground quickly. We had scouts in all the neighbouring systems, including the jam packed area towards LXQ2-T where the Northern Coalition (NC) was assaulting the drone regions; packing the local star systems with their capsuleer swarm.

One of our scouts spotted a ship and shouted out:

"Rattlesnake! Rattlesnake on scan!" We thought he was on the happy juice so asked for him to confirm. The scout was 100% sure and started dropping probes to get closer. Our frigate fleet was scattered between five different systems all trying to sniff out a target but we all raced towards the penultimate destination. The Rattlesnake (a wonderful variant of the feared Scorpion battle ship) was running a mission of some description, it was possible that only ships equipped with after burners would function properly so checking the fleet disposition, there was only one ship that had a long point AND an afterburner. He was picked as the main tackler and he made himself ready.

Probes were now squirting back the information to our prober who fine tuned and narrowed down the location until he could get a warp in. The minutes are agonisingly slow with time sliding slowly past you as if it is in treacle.

"Hit. Hit." The prober warped in, cloaked and sneaky while the rest of us waited, impatiently.

"Got him. I am nine kilometres away. Warp to me now." The tackler took this as his cue and raced in, points all ready. I then sent in two more with webbers and scramblers just to be sure. The remaining pack of frigates clustered around the gate.

"Point." Said the first tackler.

"Point and web." Said the second. We had it. I ordered the rest of the fleet through and we warped, en mass towards the rattlesnake. He was being hit hard by us but the local Blood Raiders (what were they doing here I wondered?) were also taking a chunk out of him.

We wanted a ransom and I appointed Arrhidaeus as the ransom taker. He pulled the rattlesnake pilot into our dedicated ransom channel and started negotiations with the ransom set for 900 million isk; a nice sum for sure.

The shields on the rattlesnake dropped alarmingly and we also realised that this feared ship was fielding tech 1 drones. Not too scary.

As the negotiations were progressing, the rattlesnake dropped down into armour and I ordered us to start firing on the Blood Raiders who were swarming all over the rattlesnake and ourselves.

I kept an eye on the ransom channel and it wasn't going as expected: the pilot actually wanted to die so he could 'see a pretty explosion'. Quite odd but we obliged and popped his rattlesnake unfortunately, we also popped his pod as well.

A few minutes later as we were aligning to get out: Arrhidaeus caught a thrasher pilot and killed the ship. We grabbed the pilot and demanded a haiku in order to save him from a pod kill. He was too poor to pay us and we had no desire to kill him without some sort of payment (the rattlesnake pod kill was the result of an itchy trigger finger by Red Vegas). So Veliric stepped up and delivered the following:

Pirates are great,

they will decide my fate,

I hope this is not to late.

OK - it doesn't strictly follow the haiku path but a damn good try nonetheless. Everyone in the fleet decided that this was an excellent attempt. We cheered and applauded loudly. We let the pilot go after the haiku delivery and recorded this onto our ransomboard.

Meanwhile, our presence in Eifer was noted by a few people and we noticed combat scan probes appearing. They were quite far away and we weren't bothered by it - the chap probing for us wasn't doing a  very good job.

However, a megathron soon appeared and Arrhidaeus excitedly pointed it. No fire was coming from the megathron and only a few desultory looking drones ambled out. The rest of the fleet warped in and we started to apply points. Wary of any smart bombs we maintained orbit but surely someone using drones wouldn't be stupid enough to have drones out as well?

Edwin Starr is a Brutor

With Edwin Starr's 'War!' playing out loud and proud ( a hit by Edwin Starr for the anti-Vietnam war song and a number one hit in 1970 in the USA). We detected two approaching ships and seconds later, dropping out of warp was a drake and a taranis from the same corp as the megathron. They all arrived approximately 50Km from the megathron, no doubt to get a view of the fight.

They then turned tail and ran, a wise decision considering they were facing over a dozen frigates.

No weapons' fire was detected from the megathron so we suspected strongly that it was smart bomb fitted (or had no ammo!). Arrhidaeus, unfortunately got too close and proved our suspicions. We maintained our wide orbit as only poor Arrhi was caught in the blast. We tried to ransom the battle ship but the pilot was having none of it and we sliced the megathron to pieces. The megathron pilot whipped his pod out as we circled around the wreck.

We tried to get his other friends to engage but it wasn't possible. Meanwhile, another one of our scouts had reported a mission running hurricane and a small cruiser gang roaming. We turned and raced towards our target. We passed a few juicy looking ships but they were all near the star gates and in frigates, tackling them would be a bad idea: the sentry guns would completely shred us.

Sard Caid was busy with friends in Atlar and was wise to our presence and waved to us when we joined in (the cad!).

However, while the fleet scattered to grab a mission running hurricane; my, Tibbs and Arrhidaeus managed to grab a rupture pilot. We demanded a haiku as payment for his release. After trying to figure out what a haiku was he offered this up:

Akala Rocker>>

Pirates have my ship

I call but no Concord comes

Please don't kill my ship

Not bad an attempt, we recorded it on our ransomboard (we thought it was worth 20M isk easy) and we let the chap go.

The 70s tunes were throbbing and grooving and it was a great night - so good that we had to run the frigates into the first camp we could see and attack it. I mean, the night had to end in fireworks - either an adversary or our own. Here's the result when frigates meet battle cruisers.

An excellent night and some damn fine tunes from The Bastards.

Road trip coming up with great tunes no doubt.

90s roam

Hi all, we had a 90s roam and a full post will be made but I just want to say: Pearl Jam rocks.

Lazyboy - Facts Of Life - OOC

Oldie but goodie; yes - I should be working but....

Guilty Pleasures

I decided to inject some 'fun' to the sanctioned op for tonight; as typically, The Bastards always have a laugh as New Eden to us, should be a place of fun and opportunity. We don't have super serious 'CALL TO ARMS!!!' hysterical rubbish nor do we micro-manage our pilots. We want our pilots to enjoy themselves and thus I decided on flavouring our battle cruiser roam with....guilty pleasures. We all have them: power ballads from the 80s that you sing (with gusto) when you think you're alone but you would be a little bit embarrassed if this fact came out, or was somehow recorded and released to youtube....


Anyway, I logged on late as I had a dinner invitation suddenly spring up on me and what can one do when a lovely curry (Lamb roushini, niramish, paneer masala, sag aloo and bindi bhaji with stuffed paratha) is dangled in front of you?


Don't call me weak now...


So, with a full belly I finally got into the station to find that The Bastards had already set up a fleet and had gotten a jump on a brace of Los Chupacabras ships, Mexican Space Banditos indeed. We came out on top and it sounded like a superb engagement.

a-Ha

I undocked my hurricane to the chintzy keyboard tunes of 'Take On Me' blasting out of my speakers. This song was A-Ha's break out song that reached Number 2 in the UK charts and Number 1 in the US in 1985. Remembered for its revolutionary rotoscoping music video.


Feeling my mullet growing I ordered the fleet to set sail to Eifer. As we jumped we had reports of a large gang in Ardar and we then bumped into a battle ship gang from a corporation well known to us: The Gentlemen of Low Morale Fibre [SCONE], a spiffing bunch of renegades and rascals if I say so myself. It was decided to go into Ardar with our fleets backing each other up. The first potential targets of the night was a fleet of battle cruisers from Focused Intentions alliance, Los Chupacabras' erstwhile alliance mates, were seen loitering around Egmar and Taff and with some excitement, the Gentlemen raced in and settled on the main Taff to Egmar gate. However it looked like the FI chaps were tipped off and they docked up and logged off. Not too discouraged, the combined fleet moved down towards the Ardar system - a busy system with plenty of potential. As the leading elements of our fleet (led by the Gentlemen) went through into Ardar, they discovered a 'SCUM.' alliance almost twice the numbers of the Gentlemen were sitting on the gate. Both sides were criminal so gate guns would have stayed silent.


There was plenty of yellow boxing but the SCUM. alliance did not engage [SCONE] and instead jumped through and docked up a station.


With Vixen's 'Edge of a Broken Heart'** thumping away over the speakers we tried to entice the SCUM. alliance pilots to undock but they were not playing. However, since The Bastards were one jump away and holding on a gate, we *did* catch one SCUM straggler who popped and podded. 

**Vixen's 'Edge of a broken heart' topped the UK and US charts in 1988. I also knew that another 80s icon, Richard Marx wrote the song...


So with visions of big hair, shoulder pads and lipstick (and this is the guys were were talking about) - the fleet roared into Molden Heath where we took leave of the Gentlemen; our Guilty Pleasure playlist being too much for our fellow pirates. 


On arrival to Oddelulf, we spied a small grouping of ships: an ishtar, hurricane and falcon all clustered around the high-sec gate to Gefliven. TheHermit, Fiz and Hin, with T'Pau, Queen and The Bangles blasting away decided to have a go at these chaps. TheHermit opened up on the hurricane who leisurely yellow-boxed him back. The hurricane was down to armour and then jumped into high-sec. The gang then switched over to the ishtar and once again, the gang opened up. The ishtar pilot wasn't stupid - he probably knew that as soon as he returned fire we would jump in. So he sat there, tanking and (probably) enjoying our music. It was so loud that we could hear it clearly through our ventrilo speaker whenever anyone spoke....and we weren't even streaming it through. 


However, once the ishtar was down to low-armour we knew he was getting ready to jump. He was teasing us. The cad. 


Fate, obviously, had a sense of humour as roaring into sniping range was a lass called 'Ariartus' who volleyed the ishtar straight into hull and into a lovely explosion straight-after. I bet the ishtar pilot didn't see that one coming! However, Ariartus wasn't in our gang and therefore a viable target - there was no communications before hand and besides, he turned his guns onto Hinaj and knocked his ass down to hull too. All is fair in love and war so Fizixx raced over and tackled the tempest and killed him. The pod got away. 

Heaven is a place called earth

With Alannah Myles now caressing our ears with 'Black Velvet' (classic one song hit from 1990 that won her a grammy award) - we started our journey back but amazingly we missed a dominix, a loki (NO!!!) and two drakes as we burned back home. Just a tad slow on the tackle by the fleet. I blame Belinda Carlisle for missing the loki as 'Heaven is a place called earth' certainly had all of us in a crazy sing-a-long. This track was Belinda Carlisle's only number one, topping the UK charts at number one for two weeks and the US billboard. A great song by the ex-Go-Go singer but cost us the loki. Worth it? Discuss.  


As per usual, our fleets tend to see action as we come home and this time it was no exception. Initially we thought it was a camp on the Todi / Evati gate but it was actually a fight. Time to gate crash it but we jumped in too late and only managed to snag a BRICK SQUAD drake after chasing one of their devoters and harbingers as it raced off the gate. We did get nearly all of the loot that was left from the big fight though and it contained some nice gear, so bonus!


Oh, a shout out to Tibbs who linked in a special version of Bonnie Tyler's 'Total Eclipse of the heart' - a literal version. MUST SEE. 


The Bastards Guilty Pleasures Playlist, 26th October 2010:


Take on Me - A-Ha
Edge of a broken heart - Vixen
Alone - Heart
We Built this City - Starship
Crockett's Theme (from Miami Vice) - Jan Hammer
Kyrie - Mr Mister 
If you leave me now - Chicago 
Hello - Lionel Richie

Livin' on a prayer - Bon Jovi 
Total Eclipse of the Heart (Literal version) 

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=DIO2e0pYtSg - Bonnie Tyler 

Hero - Bonnie Tyler
we are the champions - Queen
simply the best - Tina Turner
because the night - Patti Smith Group
the one i love - REM
i drove all night - Cyndi Lauper
the power of love - Jennifer Rush
heaven is a place on earth - Belinda Carlisle
is this love? - Whitesnake
black velvet - Alannah Myles
died in your arms - Cutting Crew
total eclipse of the heart - Bonnie Tyler
china in your hand - T'Pau
how you remind me - Nickleback
love hurts - Nazereth / Cher? 
every rose has its thorn - Poison
nothing compares to you - Sinead Oconnor
drive - The Cars
broken wings - Mr Mister
hard to say im sorry - Chicago
the living years - Mike and the Mechanics
when i see you smile - Bad English
it must have been love - Roxette
eternal flame - The Bangles
Sweet Child o' mine - Guns 'n' Roses