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Alliance: | None | CEO: | Anahita al-Balkhi |
| Kills: | 2 | HQ: | ||
| Losses: | 0 | Members: | 3 | |
| ISK destroyed: | 8.90B | Shares: | 1000 | |
| ISK lost: | 0.00B | Tax Rate: | 10.000000149012% | |
| Efficiency: | 100.00% | Website: |
In X4-NDU did Kubla Khan
A shiny citadel decree:
Where ice and hefty kernite spawned
From 'roid belts measureless to man
Between the Sun and Planet III *
So twice five miles of empty space were bound
With walls of steel and glass he girdled round;
And there were streets illuminated with polaroid lights,
Where walk'd boldly space adventurers amidst the flights
Of drones and birds mechanical that sang
Melodies and trills unbeknownst before to man.
But oh! that deep unholy dream which slanted
Through the minds athwart the consciousness reborn
A savage place! as eerie and enchanted
As ever beneath the ghastly moons was haunted
By miners crying with a voice of grief and scorn
For those who ganked them by the rocks they thought for granted.
And from this dream with ceaseless turmoil seething,
As if the stars in fast thick pants were breathing,
A mighty thunder vengefully was forced:
Amid whose swift half-itermitted burst
Huge fragments vaulted like rebounding hail,
Or chaffy grain beneath the Thrasher's flail;
And mid the dancing rocks so sharp and solid
It flung up momently a shiny bullet
The miner's pod... And tears ran.
Endless miles meandering with lazy motion
Through spacely void the pirate's ship was sailing,
It reached the belts, and there with ire assailing
sank it's weapons in the miners with devotion;
And mid this tumult Thelo heard from far
His inner voices prophesying war!
The shadow of the dome of pleasure
Floated midway on the waves;
Where was heard the mingled measure
From the tears and the rage
Of thousand miners wailing that they can't
Continue to AFK without a slant.
A damsel with a dulcimer
In a lucid dream I saw:
She was aGallentean maid
And on her instrument she played,
Singing of system Villore.
Could I revive within me
Her symphony and song,
To such a deep delight 'twould send me,
That with mind clear and her muse
I would build a dome in space,
That shiny dome, those caves of steel!
And all whose stare should fall upon him
Will start to cry 'Beware! Beware!
His lifeless eyes are burning through me!'
Scram him once and web him thrice,
And light a cyno, bring your dread
For he on blood of noobs hath fed,
And drank the booze of Paradise
~~~
With the awakening the image fled
And left what was a world that's dead,
Where miners toil and pirates prey,
And time is lost in endless fray.
Forsake my ship and let it rot,
Be damned this place, where Gott ist tot!
And one's soul becomes the permafrost
of spacely void.
Alas, soundlessly the music lingers
The symphony of the Gallentean singer.
A shiny citadel decree:
Where ice and hefty kernite spawned
From 'roid belts measureless to man
Between the Sun and Planet III *
So twice five miles of empty space were bound
With walls of steel and glass he girdled round;
And there were streets illuminated with polaroid lights,
Where walk'd boldly space adventurers amidst the flights
Of drones and birds mechanical that sang
Melodies and trills unbeknownst before to man.
But oh! that deep unholy dream which slanted
Through the minds athwart the consciousness reborn
A savage place! as eerie and enchanted
As ever beneath the ghastly moons was haunted
By miners crying with a voice of grief and scorn
For those who ganked them by the rocks they thought for granted.
And from this dream with ceaseless turmoil seething,
As if the stars in fast thick pants were breathing,
A mighty thunder vengefully was forced:
Amid whose swift half-itermitted burst
Huge fragments vaulted like rebounding hail,
Or chaffy grain beneath the Thrasher's flail;
And mid the dancing rocks so sharp and solid
It flung up momently a shiny bullet
The miner's pod... And tears ran.
Endless miles meandering with lazy motion
Through spacely void the pirate's ship was sailing,
It reached the belts, and there with ire assailing
sank it's weapons in the miners with devotion;
And mid this tumult Thelo heard from far
His inner voices prophesying war!
The shadow of the dome of pleasure
Floated midway on the waves;
Where was heard the mingled measure
From the tears and the rage
Of thousand miners wailing that they can't
Continue to AFK without a slant.
A damsel with a dulcimer
In a lucid dream I saw:
She was a
And on her instrument she played,
Singing of system Villore.
Could I revive within me
Her symphony and song,
To such a deep delight 'twould send me,
That with mind clear and her muse
I would build a dome in space,
That shiny dome, those caves of steel!
And all whose stare should fall upon him
Will start to cry 'Beware! Beware!
His lifeless eyes are burning through me!'
Scram him once and web him thrice,
And light a cyno, bring your dread
For he on blood of noobs hath fed,
And drank the booze of Paradise
~~~
With the awakening the image fled
And left what was a world that's dead,
Where miners toil and pirates prey,
And time is lost in endless fray.
Forsake my ship and let it rot,
Be damned this place, where Gott ist tot!
And one's soul becomes the permafrost
of spacely void.
Alas, soundlessly the music lingers
The symphony of the Gallentean singer.
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2 Ships killed (8.9B ISK)
0 Ships lost (0B ISK)
100% Efficiency (ISK)
10 Most recent kills
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Zirnitra
Dreadnought |
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F7C-H0 (0.0)
 1164 |
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Orca
Industrial Command Ship |
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GZM-KB (0.0)
94 |
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