
People notice me.

ACHTUNG AIKO!


Everybody is happy to see me.


Some miners read my bio.

I always welcome input.


Many tell me their story.



I can’t save them all.

I guess I’m the best.


That’s right!


o7


Official Home of the New Order of Highsec

People notice me.

ACHTUNG AIKO!


Everybody is happy to see me.


Some miners read my bio.

I always welcome input.


Many tell me their story.



I can’t save them all.

I guess I’m the best.


That’s right!


o7



In his house, I play an important role.

Miners just need to calm down.

That’s right.

This is where the story gets complicated.

What for?

Omg, I bet she’s super hot.

At least someone enjoys EvE Online.


That’s right.

That’s right!

Listening to: Silent Justice

Silent Company wanted to make a deal.

Maybe I can just kill them all?


We started with bumps in the night.

Challenge accepted.

Silent Company didn’t like the medicine.

Georgia began to feel bad for them.

So we let them enjoy some free mining.

Mining foreman The L0adi3 offered 100 million a week.

The bribe was firmly rejected.

Mining time was over.

Will Silent Company ever mine our moons again?

To be continued…



Men say the darnedest things.

We all enjoy this game.


Bad boys go on and on.


This is my destiny.


Some men are straight to it.


Others linger awhile.

Where did he go?

A real mystery.

I wonder if he moved next door?


Honestly, miners seem confused.


BRich, this is not a negotiation.


Richard Cranium III > wat whay

What a game.







o7 capsuleers!


Listening to: Come at Me Bro


Previously, we met a real killjoy.

I can always spot a not calm miner.

He had more to say.


He soon obtained a space attorney, BooBoo TheFoo.



Would he listen to BooBoo?

The client was most unwell.

Perhaps, it was time to resign.

So our killjoy vowed to quit.

That will teach us.

Before leaving, he admitted to mining.

He also cast a spell of immortality upon me.

I’ll see you all in eighty thousand years!



I’ve started ganking triangleers.


It’s great sport.


Another happy camper.

I’m glad I was there.

Plot Twist: I moved to your home system.


That’s right.


Oh look, a miner.

They ask a lot of questions.

Yep!


Another miner gone forever.

Fortunately, they are easily replaced.


It’s like he never left.

That’s right.





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.

