Money To Burn
I checked my fake mustache to make sure it wasn't falling off. Considering my infamy and reputation, someone could recognize me if my disguise was not top notch in the populated Hek super mall. It was no Jita, but it was still bustling and busy like a trade hub should be. I shuffled down the main strip of shops in my cowboy boots, trying to push my fake dreadlocks out of my face when something glittered out of the corner of my eye. I walked up to the storefront and pressed my face up against the glass to get a good look at the small shiny objects of my attention. Implants! The sign on the store said "CRAZY IVAN'S IMPLANT HUT". It didn't look like a hut and I doubted that the girl behind the counter was named "Ivan". Whatever... I had money to burn!
A little while later I stumbled out of the shop feeling a little bit woozy and with my wallet about 65,000,000 ISK lighter. I had always dreamed of being able to afford fancy +4 implants and now I finally had the confidence to install them as I hadn't been podded in months. "Man I am cool" I told myself as I winked at a group of young Caldari ladies going about their shopping. Rolling of the eyes must be the Caldari way of saying they approved. Groovy.
It's Been A Long Time...
...since I felt the rush of a good fight. Weeks in fact. So eager was I to get that adreneline rush that I jumped into a faction warfare complex full of nine frigates and cruisers to try and take them on in a 1 vs 9 fight with my Vexor. Chances were that I would die but nothing epic ever happens if you don't take a chance. With surprise on my side and their fleet already spread out and fighting their faction enemies, I landed in the 'plex. I deployed my drones and managed to take down one of their Punisher's, their Purifier and almost a second Punisher before my Vexor was smushed by their combined firepower. A fun fight but now it was time to get my pod and my clone and its precious new implants to safety. I selected a random item on my overview and jammed the warp button as my pod ejected. I hit the warp button again. And again. Warp damn it! This must be a bad dream. How did they cat-
I sat up and wiped the goo out of my eyes. I felt a little bit sick and out of place in this new clone. This new body was devoid of all my new expensive implants and some other apendages felt differently sized. The girls were not going to be happy. How embarassing.
- Don't forget to check out Flashfresh's Pirate Speedlinking post for the month of November.
- Despite this post and a little bit of play time, I am still on hiatus. I won't be online much or posting much so try to hold yourselves together by reading RuPaul's blog. It is very similiar to the stuff I write.
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