Upside down eyes

Hangover

OMG Cobra went through with it!!!!!!

University of Caille corp member Cobra Gaterau said he felt like cutting his arm off with a chainsaw for some reason! because it was irritated, irritating,I don't even remember the particulars it has been a couple weeks but I didn't think he was serious!!!!! I sure hope you are right handed Cobra! That's the most irresponsible thing I've ever heard of. I hope you at least fed it to a slaver hound or something. What___is___your___mother__going__to__think__about___THIS !?!?!

would you look at his face! it's almost as though he was enjoying it.

yeah, that's gonna leave a mark.

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A Gangsta style exchange

Someone contacted me yesterday with info that they had a frozen corpse.
We went through the normal ropes. I asked for a contract. They obliged.
There was a problem on their end of creating the contract so I suggested we meet in space somewhere.
I know of the inherent dangers of this kind of thing. It IS New Eden of course.
But something just sounded nice and gangsta to me about that and the added element of danger some how intrigued me. What could go wrong? right? Yeah, again, this is EVE.
So we arranged a meeting and mutually agreed on a location.
We came to an agreement on the terms. We would meet in space. She'd dump the body, I'd retrieve it into my ships cargo and pay the isk. We would part.
I was in my retriever so I had to hit station and jump into my fast and missile fitted to the gills little kestrel. Just in case.
Off to the gangster stylin swap.
At the meet up location we saw each other in our respective overviews. She was in a Catalyst. There was an obvious moment of hesitation from the both of us as we sat some 135km apart looking at each others ships. "Joule", as she would be known to me, seemed to initiate a move toward my ship which after only a few km she stopped and backed off again. Well, I thought if this was going to happen someone had to move. So I set approach and hit the Micro warp drive. I came in for a fast flyover and and made one quick circle about. I put the mwd offline and came to rest about 450m from her ship. There we sat. nose to nose in a few moments of awkward apprehensive silence.
I spoke up 1st.

Violet Aeon--"Hey Gangsta"
Joule Serine--"Greetings corpse gather-er o/"
Violet Aeon--"Jettison the body"

( a moment of silence )

Joule Serine--"There goes the former Mr. Ellis"

( I did a quick scan for biomass and located the frozen corpse of one Mr. Ellis. I scooped the frozen thing into my cargo hold. After a quick examination I was satisfied that this was indeed the Mr.Ellis I had been expecting. I transferred the isk into her account. )

Violet Aeon--"Nice transaction. Good doing business with you."
Joule Serin--"This never happened"
Violet Aeon--"What didn't happen?"

She turned her ship about and warped away. I did the same in the opposite direction. Heading for the stargate and back to the freezer hangar to dump mr. Ellis with the rest.

One more frozen corpse in hangar. One less potential Zombie in space. Saving the region and the known universe from the undead apocalypse. 1 corpse at a time.


In the end the whole thing reminded me of stories I'd heard of old Earth of gangsters and Tommy guns. The Old fossil fuel burning Packards and other such automobiles meeting up in some alley or shipyard docks. A body in the trunk, a suitcase of money. An exchange and a parting of ways.

Yeah, It reminds me exactly of those stories.

I am certain it won't be the last. Although truth be told I will still opt for the relative safety of a contract whenever possible.
Or I will send Elanore as my representative. She is not one to be messed with. And I'm not much fond of dying.

The irony

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Looks like I have some work to do

:p

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Either my drones are in league with the blood rats or I forgot to feed them again

I think my main ship is shaped like an egg these days.

Or the bleach is finally starting to effect my brain. I've been going blonde it seems quite a bit these days doing dumb crap like falling asleep at the asteroid belts.


:p


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So I'm gearing up to capture my own corpse.

Yes, I want to collect my own corpse. hmmm? There is a lot to ponder and prepare for here. Red Wine always helps ;)


So I've gone ahead and trained up to level V for my jump clone so I will have plenty of options for where I want to do this. But then I saw something. I really want to make this an epic series of screenshots of my own little personal "Event" here. I saw this Golden Pod! oooh yeah, I gotta go out in one of those!!!


But to do so I need to have a certain special implant bought and installed.


Well that would shoot the whole, "don't die with the implants", thing right out the window. And I think that if I get killed, or in this case possibly an act of suicide, even in my jump clone I will lose all my implants anyway. But at least I'd save my experience points. And I need to have someone I trust stand guard over my frozen corpse until I can get back out to scoop it up. trust? Eve? oh more variables.

Hmmm, there is still much to research on this subject. sounds like a good time for some more wine ;)


I will be getting back to this. I need to sit down for a while.

I think I want some cheese too.

Dear Diary...

When you make someone sad you become sad :(

I have nothing to say...

Ah hahaha! I took a screenshot and logged. Didn't se this part of chat until I pulled the screenshot up after logging. Dom Dom Dom, (shakes head). wish I'd seen the replies to this s&#t. Lmfao!

Salvaging a junkyard is interesting. Well I should say looting it. I need to go fit a salvager :p
I'm looking for a key to an acceleration gate. Have found lots of garbage, a corpse depository, and a couple locked containers. And then there's that ship with an agent inside who won't talk to me. O.o

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Eve Online Halloween Corpse Dump 2013

Post #1:

Many who know me knows I've been collecting frozen corpses for a few years now. My intention is to promote a Halloween day corpse dump. That is, in a nutshell:

Save and collect as many frozen corpses as possible then at a yet undetermined hr on Halloween 2013 we'll all dump them into space outside a variety of stations at the same time so that when ships exit station we'll be wading through those frozen sickies and zombiesque forms.


Or just search my character out in game and contract them to me as you find them! I have quite the collection in a variety of stations around new Eden with plenty of room for more.

p.s. yes, I have installed "freezer hangars" at the request of certain station managers because the smell was getting a little out of hand when they just sit there and thaw in a regular hangar ;)




Space Zombies ;)
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Thinking about leaving Amarr space for a while.

Yeah, It's getting weird around here. I know they are strange folk with their faith and all but there's just something creepy about this place. And I don't think they like me very much. Each time I take a stroll through the station for one thing or the other I always get these sideways glances. And then the mothers pulling their kids a bit closer as they walk by me. Recently one of their priests on the local council stopped me and "kindly" asked if we could have a talk, in private. Creeeepy. But I do know him to some degree so I obliged him and said ok. He mentioned that he didn't think I was a good influence on or role model for the youngsters around here with my attire, tattoos, piercings, and stuff. He Said it's a bit dark and he worries about them becoming fascinated with something or the other. what? Who's dark Mr. Amarr guy? look at your own history a bit huh? then we can talk dark. And then there's the Frozen corpse freezer hangar. Yeah, not even going to get into that, you can imagine. Oh! and lol! he said my Retriever doesn't exactly look very "socially appropriate" with it's name, "Boat of strippers", emblazoned however smallish on each side in hot pink. Well, whatever ;) He said that he personally didn't think I was a menace or anything but that it was the perception of others that I might not be very accommodating of their faith. Yeah, you can say that again.

He said that my recent mining yields of Kernite have helped to boost the system I call homes status a bit in the market and he thanked me for that, (It has fattened my wallet substantially in recent months), but that he kindly thinks that maybe I should consider moving on. It's not that I wasn't thinking that very same thing recently and I do find it rather gloomy and depressing around here. That constant weird chanting all over the station is driving me nuts. Yeah, sure, I like dark media, red wine, and crazy music, but I enjoy these things. These people are just inherently wrong in my opinion.

We parted cordially and I said I was considering it anyway. He wished me luck in my ventures and asked me to please stop and say hello when I was passing through sometime. Yeah, I don't believe he really meant that. Fake was all over his face.

But I am considering it and am scouting a new home. Thanks Amarr for all the wealth I've stripped out of your systems. I'll go, eventually, but I won't stay gone, I just won't shop here anymore or say hi. I'm really a nice person, and a carebear not a ganker, they just have no sense of humor :p

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A bit of narcissism before heading out to the clubs in Jita.

Trapped in space during the Odyssey build

I have awoken in space.

I had been mining an isolated belt full of Kernite; my drones orbiting around my ship keep their vigilant and protective watch over me. I must have fallen asleep. but I wake to something as wondrous as it is scary. The Odyssey build. the sights I am seeing out here are beautiful and terrifying. I cannot describe the magnitude and depth of them. A vast swirling chaos of binary code as the world is built anew. In the distance my systems' lone star shoots rays of life which pierces through and highlights the re-birth around me. Asteroids fizzle and are reborn, stars shudder and fade, then come to life again. black holes form, Some spew life while others draw into themselves that which was and will never be again.

But no! the code crosses my ship! A blinking from reality and then back again! and then again. I am experiencing momentary lapses in my own synaptic processes as the codec swirls around and through me, my ship and then my loyal drones blink out of existence and then return. A whiteness surrounds me, an empty scary blinding whiteness, and then the black.

It is quiet.

Ah, the asteroids have returned, I think all is ok, I watch in the distance, all around me the continuing swirl of creation. But no, it is not moving on and out to further regions of space. I am caught in the middle of some gigantic universal space hurricane of sorts. I am sitting in the eye as it moves around me, sure to cross my path once again. The swirl is becoming more intense and growing smaller as the walls of this great binary storm close on me!

Male Drone Ted! I call for you HELP ME! Breach your once and forever omnipresence through the chaos to retrieve me, my ship, my drones from this hell! carry us safely to our hangar. I am swirling, faster now; Bending, descending and blinking in and out from existence!
TED Please help us, Ted where are you, Ted........

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Eve portraits contest :)

Well I entered the portrait contest with the portrait above:) Wish me luck! We'll see how my Photography background works with a judge who has an artist background. Some of his stuff looks pretty cool you should check it out. However it goes It's fun to try anyway. Again wish me luck puleeeze. I could USE that winning pile of Isk because of my frivolous spending habits there is no doubt!

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