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.
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.