


o7 to all the quitbears!


Official Home of the New Order of Highsec



o7 to all the quitbears!



Welcome to my space blog.

Miners say a lot of strange things.

It’s nice to have friends.



These boomers lack social skills.



They are bads.


They are also thirsty.

Sometimes, they get very excited.

They love to chat.

I can’t wait to kill them again.



What an actual pleb.

That’s right.




Nobody likes griefers.


Also, nobody likes carebears.


Some await the mining messiah.



Others speak of the ganking Jezebel.



I know what minors miners say about me.



Do they know what I say of them?


Miners are dumb.


Like really dumb.



Really really dumb.



Old News: Globby and loyalanon got permabanned (again)

#SAD

#GETFUCKED

Oh well…

I guess we’ll never know what happened.

Maybe I had something to do with it?

I kinda don’t like racist losers.



I don’t want to be associated with them.



They just don’t get it.




They are, well…


Kinda mental!




Fortunately, I’ve got good news.



Where we’re going, we won’t need miners (or racists).



We can just kill them all.


Listening to: Princess We Obey

I’ve been busy.

Previously, antiganker Valryon defected.



Antiganking the gankbears has never been so lucrative!

Globby just inspired me.


That’s right.












Cry harder, bitch.



Can’t think of a more deserving person.

Famous last words…



Nazi around and find out.




#MENTAL

Globby was getting S.A.L.T.Y.





I love it!


I do, for real.


I literally wrote a book on Sun Tzu.


Come and take it, bro.


They had a bad plan, as we anticipated.



Sun Tzu called this, “Tempting the Bull”.


#BAITEDONAFREE

Globby only thought about isk.

We thought about moon cycles.



We gladly gave them enough to hang themselves.

Our plan worked, as always.





We gave them a second third fourth fifth? chance.

We do eventually respond to aggression.


Then they fucked up (again).

So they were punished.





We fucked them up.




Thanks for the year of drama, bro.






In EvE Online, politics are wars by other means.


The freighter gankers are were L.O.S.E.R.S.




Like, for real.


This is funny.




Ho ho ho.


I don’t need those people in my alliance.


I gave Globby one final chance.




Consider yourself warned, bro.

Bro, I will fuck you up.



What a bitch.


Mistakes were made (again and again).


It was a bad strategy.





I’ve got new friends now.


Globby actually gave me the idea.


The antigankers love this idea.


Now that’s high praise indeed.



Do I need racists, anti-Semites, and neo-Nazis in my alliance?

Some people just don’t have the right character.

You’ve gotta be cool.

Miners can’t stay calm.




Bro, try breathing exercises.





Meanwhile, Valryon has completed his homage to me.


Your enemies are now my friends.

We did it!



Let’s hear what antigankers say about me.


Even my sworn enemies, acknowledge I’m the best.

My powers are incredible.

There’s no shame in accepting the Mule of Highsec.

Let’s recap.


I guess things are going well (for me).

How are things going for you?

o7


To be continued…

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.

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.