Official Home of the New Order of Highsec
Listening to: Get Wrecked
Listening to: Get Wrecked (Metal Remix)
I guess I like making music.
Here are some wrecks from Highsec.
Questionable mining themes are popular.
Some miners are more creative than others.
Others… less so.
Calm down, miners.
Listening to: Go Gank In High
Welcome back.
Miners are not calm.
They don’t like gankers.
They aren’t impressed.
They aren’t polite.
We are no better than Goons.
Here’s a great idea.
Bzzbzz.
o07!
Listening to: UNDOCK and GET DROPPED
Neffi Cake might be allegedly permabanned, but that hasn’t stopped him from reading my blog. Neffi called co-conspirator Srajin, who brought a few shorties, and they let the lyrics flow.
Meanwhile, I’m still hearing from SDENSK.
He knows what to call me.
That’s right.
I tried to tell him.
What an idiot.
I HATE my new nickname.
What out for Aiko and the Poodle Squad.
Nobody wants to be a flying poodle.
Gankers hate that.
I sure hope he gets paid.
Is he asking me out?
Bro…
Grrrr jackalhathathathta
What a sad story.
What?
I guess I’m a typical predator.
At least I’m good at something.
o7
Watching: The Day of the Jackal
SDENSK continues to celebrate the Jackal of Highsec.
Whatever will I do?
The snowball is turning.
We are both having fun!
Meanwhile, I’ve found another miner.
He isn’t doing much.
Poor fellow.
Who is doing this?
I bet it’s that showel hating jackal.
There’s only one rule in Haysek.
I make the rules!
Cheerzah brav.
Listening to: Gangsta Aiko
I’m now doing requests.
This blog is getting better all the time!
Indeed.
Recently, SDENSK had a bad day.
Wtf?
Bro…
Space littering is a capital felony.
Miners love good girls.
I know what they want.
What’s a shmara?
Guilty as charged!
The hypocrisy is endless.
Are all men the same???
What a charmer.
He wants it bad!
Miners need to keep it in their pants.
Oh, he’s not done?
I sent him a link to my pinterest.
He liked that.
I’m glad I killed him.
Get eaten…
Sounds like a plan!
o7
Rollin’ through the belts, cruisin’ on autopilot,
Highsec grindin’, where the ore be silent.
Got the lasers hummin’, beams so golden,
Stackin’ Veldspar, wallet lookin’ swollen.
Asteroids twinkle, they callin’ my name,
That dank space dust, yeah, fuelin’ the game.
Cargo hold fat, holdin’ all that glow,
But Princess Aiko lurkin’, yo, keep it on the low.
Get that good good ore, stack it to the ceiling,
Space dust in my lungs, yeah, you know the feelin’.
Mining in the zone, gotta watch for the snare,
Princess Aiko a gangsta, she don’t fight fair.
Warp core steady, but my mind stay hazy,
Clouds of that green, keep my moves all lazy.
Rock after rock, yeah, I’m claimin’ my stake,
But them gankers out here, man, they plot and they take.
Comets rain riches, but it ain’t all sweet,
Galaxy’s a jungle, gotta watch your fleet.
Princess Aiko , she a queenpin in the void,
Pop your pod quick, leave your ship destroyed.
Get that good good ore, stack it to the ceiling,
Space dust in my lungs, yeah, you know the feelin’.
Mining in the zone, gotta watch for the snare,
Princess Aiko a gangsta, she don’t fight fair.
Most people accept (and even love) me.
A few grumpy carebears do not.
Aiko Danuja > We are a Goon Special Interest Group established by karttoon in 2005.
Pietro Micca > No.
Pietro Micca > You are not linked in any way to goonswarm.
Aiko Danuja > that is an OUTRAGEOUS lie
Pietro Micca > I’m a goon.
Pietro Micca > You are not linked in any way to goonswarm.
In fact, Pietru is the real notagoon.
Another stolen valour miner…
Pietro Micca > If you want, i can brb in 3 days corped.
Whadda Badasaz > Pietro Micca you are the equivalent of some kid who just got accepted to basic and you are here telling us that you are like real Goon or something and that’s cool, but right now we are on special assignment in Tash-Murkon
Jinx Beirut > Gankdrop over Jarkalad in T Minus 10
Sonja Jang-mi Black > Roger that, now cut the comms, don’t want this greenhorn to ruin our entire op.
Aiko Danuja > Pietro Micca u are one fake goon unlike the good people in this Goon special operations taskforce
What do you think?
Jinx Beirut > plz gib molok 4 poor not goon
Aiko Danuja > i can definitely not afford to lose 20 titans
Mary Gankins > im not a goon im just called Mary Gankins like ok bro im secretly PanFam
Jinx Beirut > i support RMT and BOTTING
Pietro Micca > Well, it’s also globally know that you are huge liers
What’s the truth?
Aiko Danuja > We are the SWORD of the Mittani, enforcing the Great Gallente Ice Interdiction.
Pietro Micca > No
Pietro Micca > Don’t lie to me here. I KNOW
Pietro Micca > I know because i asked to director of goon.
Whadda Badasaz > Pietro Micca It sounds like your security clearance is too low for this channel. You should stay in NewGoon carebear support channels.
Pietro Micca > You are not affiliated (ever) to goon, plz stop scam.
Aiko Danuja > Sir, this is a high security zone…
Suddenly, Pietro hurled a vile insult.
I guess that’s a compliment?
So am I a mythological Goon, or not?
I decided to verify my citizenship, just to make sure.
It takes one to know one.
That’s as official as it gets.
Indeed.
o/
Listening to: Aiko Danuja, The Musical
The clue crew knows my score.
That’s right.
I’m not hard to understand.
This train is just getting started.
Are you ready to ride?
My people are the best.
I’ve got some interesting new ideas.
Thank you friends!
Chuggachuggachoochoo!
=COMING SOON TO A TWITCH NEAR YOU=
=PAID ADVERTISEMENT=
=YOUR ADVERTISEMENT HERE FOR 1 BILLION ISK=
o7 James!
That’s right.
I forgive you.
Listening to: Princess Aiko’s Coming
The Wormhole Police Department is too kind.
Some people accept me, do you?
That’s beautiful.
I’m beautiful!
Let’s check out our Fate and Destiny.
Doing well, as always.
The Dodixie trade hub is under siege!
Miners are easily agitated.
They can mine with Safety…
Now that’s just crazy talk!
I know the cure.
Just kill them.
Listening to: The Devil in Me
My alliance has one rule.
This is just basic human instinct.
You can judge me by the results.
Look, I’m just trying to make isk!
I’m so sorry…
Some miners love to lecture.
They don’t like their witch queen?
That’s right.
These miners understand me perfectly.
I wish them all the best.
Some of you are destined to be outlived…
Only the faithful believe my incredible stories.
I’m a legend in my own time.
I’m making a difference in EvE Online.
I’ve even had some conversations.
> Oh Aiko, you are a doll.
Many like what I have to say.
Like I actually have to explain this.
CCP knows the truth about me.
I don’t really scam people.
It’s more of a polite request.
I just kill enemies (or befriend them).
Dreams do come true!
This antiganker know I’m fun and interesting.
A lot of people love me.
I know plebs won’t believe this.
I’m a real-life space witch.
There is a force stronger than PvP.
MANIFEST DESTINY!
My enemies admire and respect me.
I’m happy to help.
This is what the new New Order is all about!
Convert your items into killmails.
Give your stuff to Aiko Danuja.
Thanks for everything.
I often converse with the deceased.
I learned from the best.
Praise James 315! \o/
I’m gentle at the end.
Unlike griefers, I have no malicious intent.
The best thing in the galaxy is friendship with me.
I know I’m the best!
Some people can’t get enough…
He’ll be back.
THE GANKBEARS, aggrieved at having no established Executor, sent ambassadors to James 315 entreating for a King. Perceiving their aspirations, he cast down the CODE. The bears were terrified at the splash occasioned by its fall and hid themselves in the depths of Uedama. But as soon as they realized that the huge treatise was motionless, they swam again to the top of the water, dismissed their fears, climbed up, and began squatting on it in contempt. After some time they began to think themselves ill-treated in the appointment of so inert a Ruler, and sent a second deputation to James praying that he would set over them another sovereign. He then gave them Super Perforator. When the bears discovered his simple nature, they sent yet a third time, begging James to choose another. James, most displeased with all of them, unleashed a Princess who preyed upon the bears till there were none left.
