Well here goes nothing...

I too once experienced this kind of love. Finding a beautiful flash frozen young woman in the wreckage of a battleship... I named her Angela (long for angel). I took her back, washed her up, cleaned her, gave her a nice haircut, but still no clothes... I would prefer a clothed girl instead of a naked one.... she seems to love my Hulk the most. Staring out of the bridge, just me and her gazing into the stars while the ships's strip miners tear away at asteroids... It's nice to have someones company who will be there and listen to you, since this event... I have found the love of my life. A fellow miner who enjoys fleeting up with me, and doesn't mind coming back to the station with me. We've talked for hours and made millions of isk. I even convinced her to get a haircut, it's a little short but hair just grows back. Since then, I have been torn between her and Angela... but only time will tell. It never hurts to have 2 love lifes... as long as the other does not find out about the other

I few days ago I liberated someone whom an evil ship was holding prisoner; unfortunately, and after we had got to know each other, a pirate crudely separated me from my new found friend.

How sad! you should go make the pirate your new friend...

I am afraid I have some grave news... Due to an accident of my fault, I may have accidently space my corpse... again... and now I cannot find her. Oh well, all is not lost. I recently became good friends with myself (a toon actually) and took eve fiction to a whole new level. Alas... poor yorick... although our love was short, I have yet again replaced my true love with hard metal and big ******* guns. I hear my in game wife calling, I shall be back later comrades, GLORY TO THE VODKA INFUSED WATERMELONS!!!

Just yesterday, after weeks of feeling lonely and not know what to do about it, I decided to pod myself. Today I left my clone vat and found the former me drifting in space and had a sudden revelation: I can play with myself now.

If you do that, your palms will get hairy. I don't know fi that is one or both of you however...

Now that's a lovely gesture, Pay - It - Forward, and show that dashing pirate gal some romance.

Whoever said space was cold? Our friends never complain!

I take a different route, and send this mail to the owners' of found corpses:

I am in possession of your decaying corpse. It was found cluttering space.
If you want your corpse returned, only slightly worse for the wear, make an offer.
If not, I will take "advantage" of it and then duct tape it to my ship's bow.

joelinux, I bet she is a great listener! keep her around for that. You know that women who are good at listening are scarce.

As far as Erogo Proxy's idea is concerned, I suppose that makes you a Reaver? :P

This thread is just unable to stay dead. How fitting.........

It is not dead......

hey if i can find a dead squiral in the park, take him home and stuff him and give him the name theodore i honestly dont see why we cant have a taxidermy trade in eve?

Why not go the whole hog and introduce skincoat blueprints so we can wear our enemies; ear necklaces, tooth bracelets, vertebrae crowns, flesh waistcoats, entrail bikinis...

A player-driven NeX store with marketing shock factor to put Benetton to shame.

...It puts the lotion on the skin...

This thread has my approval

The dark culture of our community, with in this spaceships is serious businuess but at the end of the day, i still find my pod empty and cold with just myself. Maybe one day I can capture my true love with in my bubble.

Well, trapping them in the bubble is the first half. Getting them out of their pod is the second.