EVE General Discussion

Happy? Eve? Together? What?!

Ok, here is a happy story. I looked at the Dramiel for ever, always wanting one, but never really wanting to plop down the millions for a frig, or go and grind the faction. So last night I said wtf, bought it and am very happy flying it around. Just to upset people, I have 3 vel rigs, 3 Overdrives, and am using it only as a shuttle. I named her The Dream!!

Have to love a 60 millions isk shuttle.

nobody said it so I will,


BECAUSE OF FALCON

Because it takes forever to train the skills and earn the ISK to acquire whatever you dream is. By the time time you reach your goal it will be nerfered.

Also ISD.

See like, thats totally what I mean!

Everyones all Grrrrr! Angry!

Well, we don't have to be angry.

I'm a spacejanitor, and oh what a life it is!

Smils. Beams around. Smile.

This one time, I went into a wormhole, and no one shot at me.

Ok...

Once upon a time there was a piece of Tritanium named Tim. Tim was born somewhere in an asteroid belt during downtime. He lived in the affluent side of the belt, in a large Dense Veldspar rock, the largest in the entire belt.

Tim had great aspirations in life, and he hoped one day to be part of something great. But being just a tiny piece of Tritanium, what could he do? He couldn't go anywhere on his own. There was nothing to do but wait and see what fate had in store for him.

One day a miner came along and extracted Tim from the asteroid he lived in. It was scary at first, but the warmth of the lasers felt good to him, and what else could he do but go along? Initially Tim was a little rough around the edges, but the miner took him to a station and set about refining him into a fine specimen of Tritanium.

Tim was soon thrown into a cargo hold, stacked up with hundreds of millions of other Tritanium, and hauled off to market by the miner. At this point, Tim was beginning to wonder what fate had in store for him. Would he become a great spaceship and fly across the universe in grand adventure? Or would he become a part of some exotic weapon system and become the force that grinds other spaceships into dust? Only time would tell.

Tim and his millions of close friends were soon sold to the highest buy order. It seems the miner that extracted him was lazy and had not bothered to train his marketing skills. But no matter, this was good news for Tim, because he would soon be on his way to a manufacturing bay, and then on to fame and glory!

After a time, Tim found himself dragged into a manufacturing bay, along with lots of other minerals, and a fine looking blueprint. Tim wondered what the patterns and shapes on the blueprint had in store for him. Sadly however, he had never learned to read, so he could not tell what it was he was going to become.

The manufacturing machines were noisy. Tim and the other minerals were tossed around roughly, thrown into molds, welded together, fastened and shaped and finally painted. It was a dizzying process, and by the end of it all, Tim wasn't sure what had happened. He couldn't see anything in the darkness. But he was sure he was now part of something great. He just had to be!

....

End of volume 1 of "Tim the Happy Tritanium"

well a long time ago, I was mining in a belt, and this ******* came in and tried to steal the ores.
So I said, "hey, go ewey" and he did not.

The end.

Proton Deficiency