A brief check of the public record suggests they have been a capsuleer for a very long time indeed. A bit over fourteen years in fact.
Hahahahahaaah oh spirits below you’re with Funky now?
Well I suppose it’s a suitable match.
Well, that’s interesting. I wonder if my predecessor knew this person?
… thinking maybe not.
:mutters: Just cuz I couldn’t keep BIA from letting her in does not mean I’m ‘with’ Funk.
Oh, no …
Oh, wait. Ms. Funk joined Goonswarm?
Don’t you have a sort of communal hangar, Arrendis?
Massive petty heist in 3 … 2 … 1 …
Arrendis and Funky, sitting in a tree…
And this is why I stay in Empire space, with clear allegiance.
You’re enjoying this too much.
This has turned rather amusing.
To be honest, the amusement fairly quickly faded to the far more comfortable and familiar depression of knowing just how little there is in terms of principle in the outer regions. Even the relatively small-time mercenaries can’t maintain a culture that’s acceptable to someone with a hint of a moral compass in today’s New Eden.
It’s quite the pity.
She joined Brothers in Arms, not Goonswarm. They are not my problem, nor my reponsibility.
And by the way, just to address this: Even if she were in CONDI, no, we do not have a generally-accessible communal hangar. She would need to be a senior member of GSOL, a senior FC, or a Director in order to get access to any of the group hangars.
. . . .
Mmmm. I’d almost believe Miz talked her into it to see if she could make me quit.
Now i become death, the destroyer of worlds.
The last horseman of the apocalypse has arrived, enjoy your last days as free men. Soon you will all be Imprisoned by fear, death comes to those who are lucky. The rest of you shriveled up little worms will weep in the safer corners of the galaxy. This world is mine and i’m taking it.
… Was there really a time when a single pilot could credibly talk like this? I mean, even as braggadocio?
I mean, from a certain point of view, we’re all pretty scary people, but…
Meh, I still have ships, they still have guns, so… ya.
No, seriously, who the hell are you?
As far as I remember, there hardly ever was a month on IGS without some edgy windbag nobody has ever heard of making their “grand” entrance by promising blood, fire, eternal damnation, etc etc.
In fact, I feel put at ease by this lovely thread. IGS feels like home again, just like old times.