My hot blasters and ferocious drones slowly whittled their way through my targets armor. Our makeshift gang of a Stabber, Taranis, Blackbird and my Thorax were slowly destroying an Amarr Apocalypse Battleship. Our victim was unable to defend himself thanks to the incredibly powerful electronic countermeasure technology that the Caldari jamming ships employ. I opened a channel with the pilot and gave him a chance to save his ship:
[ 2008.08.27 15:15:57 ] Spectre3353 > hey beau [ 2008.08.27 15:15:58 ] beau johnson1 > hmm [ 2008.08.27 15:16:07 ] Spectre3353 > 40mil and you can leave [ 2008.08.27 15:16:12 ] beau johnson1 > no kill for u [ 2008.08.27 15:16:13 ] Spectre3353 > sorry to do this to you :) [ 2008.08.27 15:16:28 ] beau johnson1 > sd on
No kill for me? "sd" on? What in the world did that mean? Confused, I closed the channel and watched as the battleship was nearly out of both shields and armor and about to take damage directly to his hull. His refusal to pay and the confidence in his response gave me a funny feeling about what was going on. Were his friends about to show up? Was he just messing around and about to open fire and demolish us?
I smacked my head in frustration. Now I understood. He was self-destructing! The timer had run out before we could finish whittling down his ship. No killmail from CONCORD. No loot on the wreck. He had decided he would rather let his ship go down in flames than pay us anything or let us have the satisfaction of causing his destruction. I watched as beau's pod warped away and felt a little upset over the lack of closure in our engagement...