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Greme
Amarr
Slacker Industries
Exuro Mortis
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Posted - 2007.05.10 18:09:00 -
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Got bored again, during the course of writing coursework and another song was the result.....
Greme - The NPCer's Last Stand
Lyrics:
IÆm chaining
Chaining a triple blood harbinger spawn
My Navy raven is tanked for em and thermal
ItÆs so easy IÆm starting to yawn
When into local comes a 10 day old pilot
I say ôhow are youö but he stays strangely silent
He must just be passing on through; heÆs likely shy as heÆs new,
I doubt things will turn very violent.
Well IÆm spamming paradise and cataclysm at these bloods,
When a kestrel warps in next to me and local channel floods,
It seems the newbie pilot was in fact a pirate spy,
I really should not NPC whilst drunk or when IÆm high,
In come the pirate trio all flying a dominix,
I yell in local ôScrew you noobsö and ôGo and suck your ****sö
The pirates do not take to this friendly banter at all,
Berserker IIs released I see my shields begin to fall
IÆm sitting
Sitting and watching my shields hold on strong
My Estamel shield tank is so frigging leet
I question the size of their schlong
But now starts the NOS and my tank starts to fail
It sucks my cap harder than a Gallente female
They offer up a ransom bank draft; 10million isk for my craft,
I tell them ôscrew youö my ship will prevail
Much to their shock I show the other module on my plate
As my second Estemel mod booster starts to activate
But my triumphant fanfare is halted by my dismay
As three more evildoers turn up flying Astartes
I shout in corp chat ôHelp can someone come and save my shipö
The nearest friendly gang diverts their 12 jump freighter escort trip.
But just before they reach me my raven begins to flame
My ship was bugged, they had exploits and lag is much to blame!
Now IÆm floating
Floating in space in my human-filled egg
The pirates are threatening to kill my pod
And IÆm starting to plead and beg
The pirates are looking for 12million isk
With my full set of crystals itÆs not worth the risk
But IÆm damned if these griefers will get money from my wallet
I have a plan thatÆs worth frapsing to disk
So IÆm holding and IÆm stalling ôI will have the money soonö
I say lying through my teeth in conversation with the goon,
But secretly advancing on his spaceship in the field
Are three corp-mates flying falcons that have yet to be revealed.
TheyÆll decloak and theyÆll put the lousy pirates in a scram,
And the bastards will not shoot me as their systems will be jammed,
And weÆll see how much they like it when itÆs their ships on the line,
And our fleet will jump and pod them and their bounties will be mine.
The trap is set and IÆm laughing inside
Revenge shall be swift for my raven that died
Sixteen of my corpmates are waiting for my cue
And the GMÆs reimbursal of my ship is overdue
My friends decide to test out their tanks
Incase the lousy griefers try to pull some pranks
One corpieÆs overview is slightly broken
And his ship succumbs to a hail of concordokken
Suddenly a falcon hits a chunk of rock
And explodes violently before he gets a lock
The two other cloakers try to come to his aid
I really hope their insurance money had been paid
The kestrel comes back in, his allegiance now revealed
And promptly sets up a cynosurial field
I signal to my corp, ôitÆs just a tiny battleshipö
The falcon pilot yells ôItÆs a chimera get a grip!ö
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Greme
Amarr
Slacker Industries
Exuro Mortis
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Posted - 2007.05.10 18:10:00 -
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I warn my guys in corp chat but it seems that iÆm too late
My entire corp has warped to me post jumping through the gate
Our fifteen ships are dwarfed by the twelve griefers logging on
My corp mates yell at me in chat ôI knew this was a con!ö
A hostile sabre drops a dirupt probe upon my ass
I didnÆt see it on the hud, it showed up cruiser class
My corpies in their pimped up ships are brought upon their knees
By the 15 fighters zooming round like laser firing bees
I watch in horror as the decimation of us starts
The most fitting idiom is that our mouths are full of hearts
As one by one our ships are sent to heaven or to hell
And our travelling freighter winds up ganked by 5 macharials
My pod goes splat I wind up in a nearby hangar bay
My corp has lost in total 15billion isk today
IÆm kicked from corp my moneyÆs gone I think I will reroll
If thereÆs one thing that I learned from this itÆs always pay the toll
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Greme
Amarr
Slacker Industries
Exuro Mortis
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Posted - 2007.05.10 18:57:00 -
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Original link fixed. God damned forums.
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Greme
Amarr
Slacker Industries
Exuro Mortis
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Posted - 2007.05.10 21:04:00 -
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 Originally by: Zoidberg ENB
Stop spamming me on PlanetCNC, gremey.
But I love you so :(
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Greme
Amarr
Slacker Industries
Exuro Mortis
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Posted - 2007.05.12 23:48:00 -
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Originally by: Barak Smaug
Edited by: Barak Smaug on 12/05/2007 22:58:35
funny song, especially the bit about the battleship and the chimera, made me laugh 
Any links to your other songs? So far I've found no-sec space, also very catchy!
I've only done the two.
They usually happen when I'm thoroughly bored with university work and the like.
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