GalactusGalactuss was the only son of an illiterate lumberback.
When I sent him a violation notice, I had no idea he is a disgusting manpig.
I decided he needs a little attention.
Elite vounty hunter Adrian Vexler volunteered, vowing to venerate me with vengeance.
Galacticus Galactus Galactuss watched with concern, as his isk evaporated.
Clearly, something had gone horribly awry.
As he fitted a new corvette, Galactor finally understood the true meaning of Safety.
It had been a costly lesson in space law.
Galactron decided to turn that killboard upside down.
Galactinator understands now…
…all miners must die.
That’s the spirit!