Rexar WIlkinsonia > so why are we trying to not bring anything above HAC?
Ramatak > Ya BC are slow and hard to run in if we get into trouble
Rexar WIlkinsonia > so im guessing bringing industrials is a no go
Ramatak > ya prolly
DraLaFi > but a pvp skiff is fine...
Ramatak > lol
Luth Curmal > phew thats ok then...
Ramatak > you prolly have one to huh DraLafi.....=)
DraLaFi > sry i only have a Hulk, but its better more med slots for points
Ramatak > lmao
Luth Curmal > I prefer Skiff, got +2 warp strength ;)
Ramatak > Ya BC are slow and hard to run in if we get into trouble
Rexar WIlkinsonia > so im guessing bringing industrials is a no go
Ramatak > ya prolly
DraLaFi > but a pvp skiff is fine...
Ramatak > lol
Luth Curmal > phew thats ok then...
Ramatak > you prolly have one to huh DraLafi.....=)
DraLaFi > sry i only have a Hulk, but its better more med slots for points
Ramatak > lmao
Luth Curmal > I prefer Skiff, got +2 warp strength ;)
(+Stavros) the proph model is amazing
(+Stavros) i spent ages on shiva just looking at it, even the gun placement is amazing
(+Stavros) i love it :/
(+holyone) yea
(+holyone) it looks like an evil parrot
(+[EA]Night_Shade|Windows) holyone, damn you i need a new keyboard
(+[EA]Night_Shade|Windows) i just snorted coffee all over it
(+[EA]Night_Shade|Windows) *gets a towel*
(+Stavros) holyone
(+Stavros) exactly
(+Stavros) fits the pirate persona perfectly :)
(+Stavros) i spent ages on shiva just looking at it, even the gun placement is amazing
(+Stavros) i love it :/
(+holyone) yea
(+holyone) it looks like an evil parrot
(+[EA]Night_Shade|Windows) holyone, damn you i need a new keyboard
(+[EA]Night_Shade|Windows) i just snorted coffee all over it
(+[EA]Night_Shade|Windows) *gets a towel*
(+Stavros) holyone
(+Stavros) exactly
(+Stavros) fits the pirate persona perfectly :)
Lumenarious Rex > I'd say Goodfights but you basically carjacked an emtpy walmart truck :)
Some Belated Holiday Spirit from Sq Sqeakums:
'Twas the night before Evemas, when all through the system
Not a pirate was stirring, not even a rat;
The haulers were docked by the pleasue hub with care,
In hopes that Gallante females soon would be there;
NORAD was nestled all snug in their beds,
While visions of Quafe danced in their heads;
And I in my 'kerchief, and Seraph in his cap,
Had just jumped to his safe-spot for a quick nap,
When up on the screen there arose such a clatter,
I sprang from the bed to see what was the matter.
Restoring the window I flew like a flash,
Checking the scanners to avoid any clash.
The seventh moon which was all a-glow
Gave the luster of trit to objects below,
When, what to my wondering eyes should appear,
But a miniature rifter and eight tiny drone-deer,
With a little old pilot, so lively and quick,
I knew in a moment it must be St. Concord.
More rapid than Ravens his drones they came,
And on local he shouted and called them by name;
"Now Badger! now, Badger! now, Badger and Badger!
On, Badger! on, Badger! on, Mushroom and Mushroom!
To the top of the billbard! to the station wall!
Now dash away! dash away! dash away all!"
As newbies before that before the guardians fly,
When they meet with an obstacle, straight through it they fly,
So up to the station-top the drones they flew,
With the rifter full of mins, and St. Concord too.
And then, in a twinkling, I saw on my scanners
The nearing and locking of each little drone.
As I tapped my engines, and was turning around,
Into my sight St. Concord warped with a bound.
He was dressed like a Caldari, from his head to his foot,
And his clothes were all tarnished with ashes and soot;
A bundle of items he had flung on his back,
And he looked like a dealer just opening his pack.
His eyes -- how they twinkled! his dimples how merry!
His cheeks were like roses, his nose like a cherry!
His droll little mouth was drawn up like a bow,
And the beard on his chin was as white as the snow;
The stump of a pipe he held in his teeth,
And the smole it encircled his head like a wreath;
He had a broad face and a little round belly,
That shook, when he laughed like a secure can full of jelly.
He was chubby and plump, a right jolly old elf,
And I laughed when me/ laughed when I saw him, in spite of myself;
A wink of his eye and a twist of his head,
Soon gave me to know I had nothing to dread;
He spoke not a word, but went straight to his work,
And filled my cargo hold then turned with a jerk,
And tapping his engines, steady as he goes,
And giving a nod, up his rifter rose;
He set his destination, to his drones gave a whistle,
And away they all flew like the down of a thistle.
But I heard him on local, ere he warped out of sight,
"Happy Evemas to all, and to all a good night!
'Twas the night before Evemas, when all through the system
Not a pirate was stirring, not even a rat;
The haulers were docked by the pleasue hub with care,
In hopes that Gallante females soon would be there;
NORAD was nestled all snug in their beds,
While visions of Quafe danced in their heads;
And I in my 'kerchief, and Seraph in his cap,
Had just jumped to his safe-spot for a quick nap,
When up on the screen there arose such a clatter,
I sprang from the bed to see what was the matter.
Restoring the window I flew like a flash,
Checking the scanners to avoid any clash.
The seventh moon which was all a-glow
Gave the luster of trit to objects below,
When, what to my wondering eyes should appear,
But a miniature rifter and eight tiny drone-deer,
With a little old pilot, so lively and quick,
I knew in a moment it must be St. Concord.
More rapid than Ravens his drones they came,
And on local he shouted and called them by name;
"Now Badger! now, Badger! now, Badger and Badger!
On, Badger! on, Badger! on, Mushroom and Mushroom!
To the top of the billbard! to the station wall!
Now dash away! dash away! dash away all!"
As newbies before that before the guardians fly,
When they meet with an obstacle, straight through it they fly,
So up to the station-top the drones they flew,
With the rifter full of mins, and St. Concord too.
And then, in a twinkling, I saw on my scanners
The nearing and locking of each little drone.
As I tapped my engines, and was turning around,
Into my sight St. Concord warped with a bound.
He was dressed like a Caldari, from his head to his foot,
And his clothes were all tarnished with ashes and soot;
A bundle of items he had flung on his back,
And he looked like a dealer just opening his pack.
His eyes -- how they twinkled! his dimples how merry!
His cheeks were like roses, his nose like a cherry!
His droll little mouth was drawn up like a bow,
And the beard on his chin was as white as the snow;
The stump of a pipe he held in his teeth,
And the smole it encircled his head like a wreath;
He had a broad face and a little round belly,
That shook, when he laughed like a secure can full of jelly.
He was chubby and plump, a right jolly old elf,
And I laughed when me/ laughed when I saw him, in spite of myself;
A wink of his eye and a twist of his head,
Soon gave me to know I had nothing to dread;
He spoke not a word, but went straight to his work,
And filled my cargo hold then turned with a jerk,
And tapping his engines, steady as he goes,
And giving a nod, up his rifter rose;
He set his destination, to his drones gave a whistle,
And away they all flew like the down of a thistle.
But I heard him on local, ere he warped out of sight,
"Happy Evemas to all, and to all a good night!
Andreus Ixiris > It always amazes me how Kelsy knows that he can't hold his drink
Andreus Ixiris > Yet drinks like a fish anyway
Kelsy Talan > I can usually
Verone > kelsy is the only person in my life
Verone > that i've ever seen color co-ordinate their sick with their hair
Verone > that, is fucking stylish
Andreus Ixiris > Yet drinks like a fish anyway
Kelsy Talan > I can usually
Verone > kelsy is the only person in my life
Verone > that i've ever seen color co-ordinate their sick with their hair
Verone > that, is fucking stylish
Lord Porter > i was listening to some hot girl talking on ph teamspeak....almost getting a boner
Lord Porter > then i look at ts and their name is "steve"
sixalpha > little boy whos voice hasnt broken yet ;)
Lord Porter > then i look at ts and their name is "steve"
sixalpha > little boy whos voice hasnt broken yet ;)
• @[var]wrk completes a thought
(@Sammiel) what wapacz?
• @[var]wrk punches Sammiel with a comma
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(@ma9mwah|bah) that must have been a T2 comma to take his connection out
(@Disco) Comma strikes you perfectly, wrecking your connection
(@Sammiel) what wapacz?
• @[var]wrk punches Sammiel with a comma
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(@ma9mwah|bah) that must have been a T2 comma to take his connection out
(@Disco) Comma strikes you perfectly, wrecking your connection
Opletium > you just killed a blue
Opletium > is that normal
Opletium > ?
Mav'Lite > it is when hes not in a blue corp
Trebor Quadrillion > yea Eddie is a hair trigger
Feyde Harkonen > we call them "idiots" elsewhere
Opletium > is that normal
Opletium > ?
Mav'Lite > it is when hes not in a blue corp
Trebor Quadrillion > yea Eddie is a hair trigger
Feyde Harkonen > we call them "idiots" elsewhere
Rhaybeck > I find your lack of ewar ... disturbing
Bado Sten > I moved a factory planet to one of our own pocos today. saves a ton of isk
MiLashykia > u moved a planet?
MiLashykia > i kew u were in ccp
MiLashykia > u moved a planet?
MiLashykia > i kew u were in ccp