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!
Cerryh > well, just stick it in there somewhere
Cerryh > i'm sure it will work
Wraeththu > that's what the last girl said
Atandros > ^ Minmatar ship design philosophy
Cerryh > i'm sure it will work
Wraeththu > that's what the last girl said
Atandros > ^ Minmatar ship design philosophy
Nhoj Sllew > anybody know why i can't repackage my ship?
Societies Punishment > cause you are in it
Nhoj Sllew > fuck
Nhoj Sllew > thanks
Nhoj Sllew > i am an idiot
Societies Punishment > cause you are in it
Nhoj Sllew > fuck
Nhoj Sllew > thanks
Nhoj Sllew > i am an idiot
Sku1ly > i look quite hot half naked in the mirror
Kerosene > I presume the other half includes a paper bag then
DarK > lol!
Elizabeth Saxon > PWND!
Kerosene > I presume the other half includes a paper bag then
DarK > lol!
Elizabeth Saxon > PWND!
<Ap0k> DIE MIM
* Ap0k stabs mim
<|AFDT|mim> ohnoes
<|AFDT|mim> i have been thwarted by the mighty ap0k!
<Ap0k> shutup
<Ap0k> you're dead
<|AFDT|mim> my evil plans of cookies and marshmellows have been disrutped and shall never help me conqure 1.0 space!
<|AFDT|mim> the poor unlead carebears will never have chance to fall under my leadership and in a great revolution of flufflyness cast out the evil greifer from the world of eve!
<|AFDT|mim> oh woe unto thee, evil ap0k, woe!
* |AFDT|mim dies
<Ap0k> finally fs
* |AFDT|mim waits for his oscar
* Ap0k stabs mim
<|AFDT|mim> ohnoes
<|AFDT|mim> i have been thwarted by the mighty ap0k!
<Ap0k> shutup
<Ap0k> you're dead
<|AFDT|mim> my evil plans of cookies and marshmellows have been disrutped and shall never help me conqure 1.0 space!
<|AFDT|mim> the poor unlead carebears will never have chance to fall under my leadership and in a great revolution of flufflyness cast out the evil greifer from the world of eve!
<|AFDT|mim> oh woe unto thee, evil ap0k, woe!
* |AFDT|mim dies
<Ap0k> finally fs
* |AFDT|mim waits for his oscar
Apostater Melkan > kind of a cool feeling hanging in low sec, never knowing when ya gonna need to flee
Krazy Dave > Low-sec has helped me understand wild animals so well
Krazy Dave > Low-sec has helped me understand wild animals so well
Par'Gellen > I feel a little sad. Seems I resubbed two eve accounts only to sit in station and read omgrawr.net for hours.
Bovv > any 1 feel free to give me some millions
Vulkyn > why ?
Bovv > im skint
Bovv > still learning
Vulkyn > this is eve ... every one is skint and every 1 is still learning
Bovv > lol
Vulkyn > why ?
Bovv > im skint
Bovv > still learning
Vulkyn > this is eve ... every one is skint and every 1 is still learning
Bovv > lol
H Zub > You put your balls in the low slots not WCS.
Toaster Oven > You want an actual use for logistics? Log in right after DT and enter a Serpentis 3/10 complex. Follow the first person in to the last room. When you get there, start repairing the station that drops the Gistii loot. Watch local as hilarity ensues