EvE Gamer sind schon ein Volk für sich. Und manchmal entstehen lustige Chats. Ich hab mir mal gedacht das ich einen Topic eröffne in dem wir solche Sprüche posten. Damit wir alle etwas zum lachen oder schmunzeln haben.
Dann fange ich mal an:
Aus dem Requiem der Apostel SQUIDS. Kapitel: Onnamon
BottomSpanker Slaper > omg so many neuts
BottomSpanker Slaper > oh wait,… its hi sec
Etwa sowas?
Sethyrh: Sad that he probably forgot to inject the sub-skills for his loki up to lvl5. He is no threat. Obviously he can´t even kill an Excavator.
XXX: Wait till my powerful friends are on!
Seth: Yay! Just bring them all! We are bored anyways. Especially our Titans.
Dann hat er ausgeloggt. Nix ist passiert.
Ich: Not bad, you got me there.
Angreifer 1: NO YOUR ARE BAD, MOOTHERF*CKER usw. usw.
Angreifer 2: Please ignore him; sever case of fetal alcohol syndrome. GF.
Ich: No prob, at least he can handle that Brutix
Angreifer 1: REEEEEEEEE
Das ist jetzt nicht so wirklich aus dem Local, sondern ts chatering, aber ich bin mal so frei und poste das trotzdem
I: “This isnt a cynobait, he is to young to fit a cyno.” a little bit latter
I: “Cyno. Fck fck f*ck. Warp out, WARP OUT!” Kill: Deejanarrows (Bestower)
(we survived this)
(just to be clear this /\ happend befor this \ /)
Chypher: Plots jump route for his BOBS on Dotlan “Ahw, why is this a low sec system? Why do i have to jump throug a low sec system?”
I: not quit sure about what he just said “What do you mean ‘why do i have to jump throug a low sec system?’ You cant make a BO cyno in Highsec.”
Chypher: dead serious “You cant?”
I: srceaming at him “OF CAUSE YOU CANT! YOU CANT MAKE ANY CYNO IN ANY HIGH SEC SPACE! ARE YOU F*CKING KIDING ME?!”
Chypher: “…No?”
I: “ARGH, CHYPHER!”
I: quotes " ‘Arbeit macht frei’ (Work liberates) "
“Wasn’t that the former headline of the SPD (socal democratic party in germany)?”
Was the first thing prisoners in KZ Dachau saw when they entered the camp
Intel: Yeah they apparently mine with an Orca and it seems that they have ties to [a mercenery corp].
Chyper exited : “Uh, Ignis, Ignis, Ignis, we could use our black ops!”
I confused : “What? Why?” (At this point my brain had yet to process what he said.)
Chypher still exited : “To hot drop the…”
I (now my brain was finished processing) : "Where exactly have you been the last… like 5 to 10 minutes?
Chypher unsure: “Here, w…”
I screaming : “WE TALK ABOUT A HIGH SEC WAR. HIGH SEC I CAN’T BELIVE YOU DID IT AGAIN. DO YOU HAVE ANY IDEA WHAT KIND OF CATASTROPHY IT WOULD BE IF BLACK OPS COULD JUMP INTO HIGH SEC SYSTEMS? NOONE WOULD BE SAVE. NOONE”