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Herr Eismann
Lonetrek Blacksoul Federation
The Methodical Alliance
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Posted - 2016.04.17 01:07:22 -
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I'm doing it... I'm blogging. I think it's fanfiction, though. Sort of.
I intend this thread to be a (link) blogroll. To my knowledge of the forum rules, my own continuous thread is allowed. If I am in error, please let me know.
Introduction to the persona: A New Disciple of Volition
I have taken willingly a plenty of tithe in hate of them - but lust for it, no more.
-Lt. Col. Eismann on want for greater ideological justification of the Caldari-Gallente war.
Feedback is always welcome - I am Rock Solid.
As this is a pilot post, it is likely to be heavily edited in the future.
Lt. Col. Ret. Caldari State Protectorate
Enemy to Enemies of Selves
The Colonel's Journal
Bother me // Buy my book
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Herr Eismann
Lonetrek Blacksoul Federation
The Methodical Alliance
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Posted - 2016.04.17 01:23:03 -
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I spend the days pacing the decks
of my gargantuan oasis,
hoping to encounter a friendly face
in her depths
I am alone
Cruelly,
she pulls the tide of all the oceans
covering the world below,
but cannot be bothered to attract
a single minuscule companion
for her Captain
Silence is my regime
Deliberate action,
my duty
In the wide spaces
between precious activity,
I reflect
Reflection is the definition of us
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The Spare Brotherhood of Higher Trust
Even the tireless industrialists have their rocks for company!
When the clashes of our peoples
make shadows of yonder distant
star,
we wait
with only our terrible burden,
afar
Lt. Col. Ret. Caldari State Protectorate
Enemy to Enemies of Selves
The Colonel's Journal
Bother me // Buy my book
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Herr Eismann
Lonetrek Blacksoul Federation
The Methodical Alliance
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Posted - 2016.04.17 01:32:00 -
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Farewell, Immensea
I return at last to a more sensory world GÇô a life of youthful urgency. Thank God we can flee GÇô or convince ourselves we are. Thank the Suns for the urgency of risk and their adrenaline upon my infantily ancient physique.
New skin; old superstitions.
I am proud of my new cohorts already, for the leadership has made the (rather ballsy) decision to move from our back-country home in Immensea to a much more vibrant GÇô and active GÇô allocation in Branch.
IGÇÖve been in nullsec for three weeks, and my only accomplishments of any note whatsoever are now tied up in two thirty-day-long frigate production runs. If IGÇÖve heard correctly, we are trading space with Goonswarm, which should be more significant to me, I suppose. At least IGÇÖm leaving a housewarming present GÇô a gigantic long-standing sell order of overpriced Tech I Caldari frigates.
Also, I made a mistake, but security is an unwanted sickness.
Lt. Col. Ret. Caldari State Protectorate
Enemy to Enemies of Selves
The Colonel's Journal
Bother me // Buy my book
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