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Mastari Doofoff
Caldari
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Posted - 2007.09.21 17:07:00 -
[151]
Outstanding.. gripping Epic.. Two Thumbs up.. A must read..
A stunning relation of a desperate pilot ripping through our Galaxy
Space Hamsters? I love Space Hamsters..
Except their feet tickle when you swallow one |
Cyberflayer
Vagabonds Unincorporated
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Posted - 2007.09.22 01:22:00 -
[152]
Edited by: Cyberflayer on 22/09/2007 01:25:19
Edited by: Cyberflayer on 22/09/2007 01:23:43
Chapter Eight: Southern Beauty
ISK Balance: 4,016,546.00
Though my pod persevered, Yggdrasil was claimed by the Fallen Souls on the journey to bring me back to the safety of the four Empires. That particular Stabber had served me extraordinarily well, and I will always remember her for the rapidity with which she ferried me up to the north. Fallen Souls deserves the kill, considering it was the second time I was passing through their space, too brazen to deviate my course for the return trip. Nevertheless, the slight twinge of regret and disappointment that nips at me with each Stabber that is transformed into the familiar blue ball of plasma leaks and ammo cookoffs has not become dulled since the first loss.
I believe I'm getting better at not dying, though. Maybe. That's one of my few real goals after all - as opposed to some aspiration to become a terror of the space lanes - and even that is not terribly close to my heart. I apologize for the dreaminess, but I really do like what I do, and what I do lends itself to such spirals of thought.
With the monetary measure of Tassadar Beta's foresight, I purchased myself a new Stabber. Failing to summon a name that satisfied me and my arbitrary naming convention of archaic religious references - especially after the inspiration for Yggdrasil's christening came so late after her acquisition - I settled on Lux Esto, or "be light." Interestingly - or not really, because I chose the name for this reason - it is my college's motto. My creative skills must really be taking a dive.
There was little excitement to be had as I travelled through Amarr space to arrive at the system of Sendaya, the heavily trafficked portal into Curse; or, known more affectionately to me as the beginning of the Doril pipe. With all of the major Empire hubs I have passed through as of late, I had been hoping to happen upon an Empire gank or two for my own entertainment. Unfortunately, I had to make my own by destroying a few convoys when things were slow and adding their cargos to the increasingly eclectic contents of my cargo hold.
Since the journey was uneventful and I had time to bide, I turned to taking a number of beauty shots, several of them including the suns - one of my favorite parts of EVE's graphics - which have been reintroduced after a brief disappearance. The blinding brilliance and the roiling stellar surfaces and solar flares have always struck me as a unique and underappreciated portion of the systems we frequent.
One more that I couldn't fit into the narrative.
At the CONCORD outpost in Sendaya, I spotted an old friend of mine in a familiar situation; an Ibis sitting abandoned in the exit port of the station. Of course, I gathered up the lonely rookie ship and took it to the sun, where I gave it a proper funeral by flying it towards the sun and activating the self-destruct.
In short, I have been enjoying myself with a rest of a day or so while I wait for an old comrade or two to show up for long enough to take a trip with me through Interstellar Alcohol Conglomerate space and jump straight from the frying pan into the fire of FAT-6P.
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Moto's Sig
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Jaikar Isillia
Blue Labs
Knights Of the Southerncross
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Posted - 2007.09.22 03:49:00 -
[153]
heh nice story. Am enjoying it. Speaking of Doril I got podded there last week :(
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Kallion
Mercurialis Inc.
Interstellar Alcohol Conglomerate
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Posted - 2007.09.23 02:43:00 -
[154]
Can I have your spirits? :) |
Amarria Black
Clan Anthraxx
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Posted - 2007.09.23 03:19:00 -
[155]
 Originally by: Cyberflayer
Though my pod persevered, Yggdrasil was claimed by the Fallen Souls on the journey to bring me back to the safety of the four Empires. That particular Stabber had served me extraordinarily well, and I will always remember her for the rapidity with which she ferried me up to the north. Fallen Souls deserves the kill, considering it was the second time I was passing through their space, too brazen to deviate my course for the return trip. Nevertheless, the slight twinge of regret and disappointment that nips at me with each Stabber that is transformed into the familiar blue ball of plasma leaks and ammo cookoffs has not become dulled since the first loss.
Awww... RIP Yggdrasil. T'was a good ship. Some SS's of Yggdrasil and Nubby's Revenge (my Sac) in Amarr:
Here's one.
And another.
A third.
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Cyberflayer
Vagabonds Unincorporated
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Posted - 2007.09.23 06:04:00 -
[156]
Kallion, if you take the time out of your busy schedule of dying repeatedly to take a trip down to FAT with me, you can have my Spirits and my Spiced Wine.
Amarria, let's get together again the next time I happen to be in Empire and we'll take some nice artistic shots where I'm not AFK :)
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Moto's Sig
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Amarria Black
Clan Anthraxx
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Posted - 2007.09.23 06:23:00 -
[157]
Sounds good. I'm an absolute amateur with the in-game camera and screenshots, if you didn't notice. ^_^
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Stevie G
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Posted - 2007.09.23 19:55:00 -
[158]
Simply inspirational. Keep it up!
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Cyberflayer
Vagabonds Unincorporated
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Posted - 2007.09.26 00:33:00 -
[159]
Chapter Eight Beta: Spirits - The Most Valuable Currency of All
ISK Balance: 3,951,546.00
My good friend Kallion - who is of the IAC persuasion - and I finally found time to begin the trip towards FAT. The Doril pipe is not the kind of chokepoint a capsuleer should ever tackle alone unless they're looking for a horribly stacked fight, for seedy gatecamping folk and steadfast defenders of the pipe alike regularly set up shop along the narrow highway through the northwestern edge of Curse and kick back for a comfortable night of popping ships and pulling aggravating Ventrilo pranks.
Using the lure of payment in Spirits and Spiced Wine, I managed to get Kallion to fly to Sendaya from his alliance's stronghold in the JZV-06 constellation. From Sendaya, we set out on a journey both of us have undertaken countless times before and knew the perils of all too well - Kallion scouting ahead in his Incursus and I following in my Stabber. Kallion had lost a Dominix class battleship and his implants in Doril just a week or so prior, and I recalled similar losses of my own as my scout called each gate as clear.
Relaxing in the towering jade-edged monolith of the F4 station, I transferred the alcohol I promised my accomplice; he readily accepted it, as a true IAC pilot would. He didn't have enough time to accompany me all the way to FAT-6P, he told me, and we bid each other goodbye until our next opportunity.
In the meantime, I acquired a Prototype Cloaking Device from Boris A, another longtime friend in game and in real life. Being separated from all of them by the geographical and social pull of college, it was good to have both of them in a conversation together and just talk about nothing all too serious.
I had a hell of a time getting the prototype cloak to cooperate with the Stabber's electronic capabilities, but my hotwiring eventually worked.
This cloak would save my tail and Lux Esto's engine nappelles, for after a day of downtime I decided to head of towards FAT without Kallion. After a short practice session with my new cloak, a module I admittedly had never used before, I started on the dozen hazard-laden jumps that would lead me to FAT.
Before I made my way out of one of the IAC home systems, I was contacted by way of trade window by one TalonXI. He offered me a unit of Quafe Ultra for free, saying it would keep me awake through those long 0.0 journeys. Trusting his wisdom, I took the Quafe – one of the most consistently amusing objects in the game – and stuffed it in my cargo hold after giving him thanks.
In addition to the Quafe Ultra, I also came away with some livestock and dairy products. The livestock had been surreptitiously shuttled between the members of Mercurialis Inc. and now fell into my hands. I pledge to carry the inside joke into the depths of space.
After several entirely abandoned systems, my heart jumped when I unexpectedly found two others in local with me. My mind stopped racing quite so quickly when I saw they were IAC. While IAC is NBSI in and around FAT, it still put me at some ease. The traffic began to flow, and I watched from my own personal Wonderplane as AAA and IAC pilots came and went.
Growing bored with the system as it slowed down, I wheeled Lux Esto towards the next gate. As my frictionless warp bubble whipped me through space, two AXE pilots entered system. My Stabber shuddered as it fell out of warp, and sitting there on the gate was one of those pilots. He was in a Claw, and would be able to lock me before I could about face and make it into warp again. I took my only option, and jumped through the gate. Of course, the hostile pilot followed.
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Moto's Sig
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Cyberflayer
Vagabonds Unincorporated
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Posted - 2007.09.26 00:34:00 -
[160]
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On the other side was a Sabre and the expected interdictor bubble. Soon the Claw joined us. As I have practiced so many times, I remained still, using time bought by my post-jump invisibility to think my way out. I blinked into visibility for a sparse second before engaging my own cloak and aligning towards a random stellar object, hanging there, tempting me with a modicum of safety if I could just make it out of the bubble.
Following a cursory search of the bubble, the Sabre and Claw pilots assumed I had made it to the next gate and warped off to "catch" me. While I grinned at my luck, Lux Esto traced a long semicircle and inched towards the gate to the previous system. After a brief visit from an AXE Crow, I was left alone in the bubble. I deactivated my cloak - my blessed, blessed cloak - and microwarped to the gate.
Safe in my invisibility in the next system, I logged, content with the best escape I'd engineered yet.
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Moto's Sig
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MotoTsume
Gallente
Clan Black Scorpion
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Posted - 2007.09.26 01:34:00 -
[161]
nice job :)
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www.mototsume.ca
It's just a game........Or is it?
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Cyberflayer
Vagabonds Unincorporated
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Posted - 2007.09.26 18:20:00 -
[162]
Chapter Eight Gamma: Et Cetera, Among Other Things
Being the finicky type I am, something about my last post irks me. It was lengthy and had solidity, yes, but it was all about me. I flew here, I flew there, I turned invisible, I got caught, I got out, I I I. This blog-forum post hybrid thing is about my wanderings - and even then it's more about the people I meet and the sticky situations that come with solo 0.0 travel than about me as a pilot and a player - but moreso than jabbering on about the concrete details of my travels I like to write about the thoughts that strike me from some unexpected direction. I like to talk about the history and the future of things, what skewed memories I can recall and how my biases affect my speculations about EVE's progress.
For the record, EVE has always been in a state of progress. Despite the cries of the displeased, EVE has never taken a step backwards - mostly because of player ingenuity that prevents the game from becoming stagnant no matter what changes the developers affect. To the fleet blobbers and the fleet commanders that struggle to refine them into a military machine, I say good job. To the neverending stream of IPOs and the stock brokers and those who trust both of them, I say good job. To the twenty three hour-a-day no-security pipe campers, I say good job. To the low-security smartbombing mothership pilots, to the AFK cloakers, to the alliance infilitrating alt spies, to the scammers, to the node crashers and lag bombers, to the market monopolizers, to the forum warriors and propaganda artists, I say good job.
And to all of those who put up with and adapt to and work around them, and to those who fight them steadfastly in the game to change their ways, you've done the best job of all. For even though I favor a brutal EVE just as any other player - regardless of profession - might favor a softer EVE, whatever incarnation of the game we all currently log into is EVE - there is no other version for those who disagree with this or that intricacy or even the entire nature of the game. Since there is only one EVE, those who make that choice to play it - as devotees or casual gamers - are the ones that make the game what it is, an idea applicable to any multiplayer game but most visible and most admirable in this game here that we all play.
This all is one of Those Things that I've been thinking about while I travel. The other thing is far less weighty and far less overarching - in fact, it does not arch at all. It is those negligible, mildly amusing ideosyncracies that each ship has. Often, it's something like the Stabber's 5m^3 drone bay: enough for a single light drone, and nothing more. It's a detail that becomes increasingly wonderous as the weariness of a long journey and intimacy with the quirks of your ship combine - who decided that this ship gets a single light drone? Did they look at the ship plans and think "Hm, you know what this ship could really use? A light drone!" Did they believe it would give the ship that extra edge, that it would turn the tables once out of every thousand skirmishes? Were they afraid there would be long-winded forum posts sagging under the weight of mathematics showing why this ship needed a single light drone? Or did they have a sense of humor, hoping to inspire this very process of amused speculation?
Either way, I always put a Hobgoblin I in that cozy little drone bay. I've never used "Billy," as I call him - based on the hypothesis that all drones are in fact named Billy - but maybe, just maybe, some day I will.
Maybe that light drone will tip a battle in my favor one day. Maybe Billy will kill a titan.
We can only hope.
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Moto's Sig
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Hamfast
Gallente
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Posted - 2007.09.26 18:51:00 -
[163]
Originally by: Cyberflayer
Chapter Eight Gamma: Et Cetera, Among Other Things
Being the finicky type I am, something about my last post irks me. It was lengthy and had solidity, yes, but it was all about me. I flew here, I flew there, I turned invisible, I got caught, I got out, I I I. This blog-forum post hybrid thing is about my wanderings - and even then it's more about the people I meet and the sticky situations that come with solo 0.0 travel than about me as a pilot and a player - but moreso than jabbering on about the concrete details of my travels I like to write about the thoughts that strike me from some unexpected direction. I like to talk about the history and the future of things, what skewed memories I can recall and how my biases affect my speculations about EVE's progress.
Wherever you wander, whomever you meet, you are there...
As the blog is about your wandering (in space and mind) and the people you meet, that you are doing things kind of comes with it.
Good job with the escape.
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It takes 43 muscles to frown and 17 to smile, but it doesn't take any to just sit there with a dumb look on your face.
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Thanos Draicon
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Posted - 2007.09.26 19:23:00 -
[164]
Originally by: Cyberflayer
This all is one of Those Things that I've been thinking about while I travel. The other thing is far less weighty and far less overarching - in fact, it does not arch at all. It is those negligible, mildly amusing ideosyncracies that each ship has. Often, it's something like the Stabber's 5m^3 drone bay: enough for a single light drone, and nothing more. It's a detail that becomes increasingly wonderous as the weariness of a long journey and intimacy with the quirks of your ship combine - who decided that this ship gets a single light drone? Did they look at the ship plans and think "Hm, you know what this ship could really use? A light drone!" Did they believe it would give the ship that extra edge, that it would turn the tables once out of every thousand skirmishes? Were they afraid there would be long-winded forum posts sagging under the weight of mathematics showing why this ship needed a single light drone? Or did they have a sense of humor, hoping to inspire this very process of amused speculation?
Either way, I always put a Hobgoblin I in that cozy little drone bay. I've never used "Billy," as I call him - based on the hypothesis that all drones are in fact named Billy - but maybe, just maybe, some day I will.
Maybe that light drone will tip a battle in my favor one day. Maybe Billy will kill a titan.
We can only hope.
Ok, you've officially spent too much time alone in your pod. 
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MotoTsume
Gallente
Clan Black Scorpion
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Posted - 2007.09.26 21:22:00 -
[165]
Go Billy Go 
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www.mototsume.ca
It's just a game........Or is it?
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Kallion
Mercurialis Inc.
Interstellar Alcohol Conglomerate
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Posted - 2007.09.27 01:12:00 -
[166]
Thank you for the booze, you just made a drunkard very, very happy. \o/ Woot alcohol! Party at the Brewery!
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benzss
The Knights Of Camelot
Praesidium Libertatis
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Posted - 2007.09.27 02:17:00 -
[167]
I just read every single post in this story. The story should be put together in one nice file and put somewhere for posterity, 'cos I found it utterly absorbing through familiarity. Good stuff.
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Peanut Swsh
Interstellar eXodus
R0ADKILL
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Posted - 2007.09.27 02:47:00 -
[168]
just a post to say great story, and please continue :)
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Rudy Metallo
The Bastards
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Posted - 2007.09.27 22:06:00 -
[169]
ilu.
more pls. 
Say what? |
Linavin
Mercurialis Inc.
Interstellar Alcohol Conglomerate
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Posted - 2007.09.28 00:06:00 -
[170]
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Taram Caldar
Sturmgrenadier Inc
R i s e
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Posted - 2007.09.28 14:47:00 -
[171]
Edited by: Taram Caldar on 28/09/2007 14:53:02
MORE MORE!
As to the musings on 'billy' I have often found the 5m3 drone bay on the stabber quite amusing. It made a lot more sense under the old drone rules but ever since they changed drones it's kind of just this random drone bay that isn't realy overly useful. But thankfully if you stick a armor maintenance bot in there you can at least patch up your smaller friends if they get dinged :)
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malet
Quam Singulari
M. PIRE
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Posted - 2007.09.28 22:22:00 -
[172]
Edited by: malet on 28/09/2007 22:25:26
Cyberflayer,
Been reading your stories since the beginning and they have given me much enjoyment. Keep up the good work m8.
CCP MAKE THIS THREAD A STICKY - HE HAS EARNED IT
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EvilSoldier
Caldari
Sturmgrenadier Inc
R i s e
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Posted - 2007.09.30 04:26:00 -
[173]
Had to search a couple pages back for this... No place for such an excelent read, back to the top with you!
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VeNT
Minmatar
Freelancer Union
Unaffiliated
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Posted - 2007.09.30 11:58:00 -
[174]
wow, loving this, pls pls pls upload to a blog so I can subscribe
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Vyktor Abyss
The Abyss Corporation
Abyss Alliance
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Posted - 2007.09.30 12:01:00 -
[175]
Great writing.
So is writing your profession? Eve seems to be a side project for quite a few writers and it is amazing to see good writing on something people love. Keep it up!
If you ever fancy a crazy escapade which would certainly end in death then let me know. I'm always game for some suicidal shenanigans.
All the best.
- Ideas are my business...maybe thats why I'm always skint!
Please read my ideas |
HandSoLow
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Posted - 2007.09.30 14:39:00 -
[176]
Wow, Fantastic story man. I have spent most of the afternoon reading all the pages. I think this thread should have a sticky. Or at least you could group all the stories in one text file and make a small book, then ask CCP to sticky it :)
Great stories, my travels into 0.0 are scary as every station I went to the players awaited me coming out the station and pod killed me, good thing i never installed implants when I went there.
-Great story
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Some Caldari
Caldari
Shadow Warrioz
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Posted - 2007.09.30 17:37:00 -
[177]
If I ever see you round I might fly along with you for a while.
Although you may get a serious urge to shoot me once I start rambling on about wanting to sleep with my clone and how Wrangler is a dirty pen stealing coward who didn't fight me.
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Originally by: Banana Torres
Gurls are overrated, they nick your money and hurt your ears. Just so you can have limited access to their soft and squishy bits.
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Cyberflayer
Vagabonds Unincorporated
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Posted - 2007.09.30 17:47:00 -
[178]
Originally by: Vyktor Abyss
So is writing your profession?
Ah, if only. My current profession is the vague classification of "student," which of course means my job is paying an esteemed foundation of thinkers vast sums of money to teach me things about the world, which I suppose has turned out to be a lot more fun than it sounds.
As far as all of these talks of consolidation go; making a blog or placing each entry in a clutter-free thread, I'm all for them, but seeing as I haven't even managed an entry for the past four days - something I plan on remedying very soon - I'm not sure I've got the time. Of course, just as anyone else who's got a story to tell is welcome in this thread, anyone who wants to consolidate everything for me is similarly welcome and I will be infinitely indebted to them. I obviously cannot offer money or ISK as an incentive, but I can offer hypothetical hugs and feet kissing and whatnot.
So, as mentioned in passing above, look for another entry - mostly consisting of my suicidal fray into FAT-6P - before the day is done.
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Moto's Sig
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Moira Pricecheck
Minmatar
Pator Tech School
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Posted - 2007.09.30 19:15:00 -
[179]
Entertaining writing style: Check
Frequent reference to the Jovians: Check
Name-dropping corps/alliances encountered (Thus building a desire for corps and individuals to achieve a modicum of "fame"): Check
Self-created 1-man corp: Check
Looks to me like the billions of ISK Innominate Nightmare scammed out of everyone with his little blog-driven IPO has run dry. The stories are entertaining... I just hope everyone isn't left hung out to dry like last time. |
Bish Ounen
Gallente
Omni-Core Freedom Fighters
Combined Planetary Union
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Posted - 2007.09.30 19:44:00 -
[180]
Originally by: Moira Pricecheck
Entertaining writing style: Check
Frequent reference to the Jovians: Check
Name-dropping corps/alliances encountered (Thus building a desire for corps and individuals to achieve a modicum of "fame"): Check
Self-created 1-man corp: Check
Looks to me like the billions of ISK Innominate Nightmare scammed out of everyone with his little blog-driven IPO has run dry. The stories are entertaining... I just hope everyone isn't left hung out to dry like last time.
Wow. Another ignorant troll.
You are aware that player that owned the Innominate Nightmare character was killed in an automobile accident in real life, don't you? Yeah, didn't think so. Now you know, so stop being a troll and just sit back and enjoy the writing.
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