Category: Funerals

KillJoy Cries Again

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!

ugle banter

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.

Globby Got Dunked

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.

“I started with dogfucker Don, and then I moved on to the anti-Semite, and finally I came for the n-word users and that CODE. neo-Nazi who keeps humming Das Horst-Wessel-Lied in Teamspeak… Did you know that song is illegal?“

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.

Go Gank In High

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!

=BONUS RASTA REMIX=

Devil in the Miner

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…

You Won’t Believe (or will you?)

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.

“I started with dogfucker Don, and then I moved on to the anti-Semite, and finally I came for the n-word users and that CODE. neo-Nazi who keeps humming Das Horst-Wessel-Lied in Teamspeak… Did you know that song is illegal?“

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.