Monday 12 July 2010

(12th of July 112YC) I've had it with these godamn Serpentis on my godamn spaceships...

...but I digress.

There's some serious stuff out there, I warn you. People getting shot, people getting abducted, people getting killed or worse.

And poor ol' Sansha is getting the blame as usual. I sometimes long for the days when people actually pointed at Omir and said "Gee whiz, isn't he such a bad man!" People don't know shit anymore! Sansha is a crazy, but his heart's in the right place. Probably sitting in a jar being looked after by nanobots or something, but I'm sure it's good there.

As to where his head's at, I'm kinda swayed by Izzy. She isn't stupid and I don't believe she'd throw her lot in were it not worth it. I'm the sortta gal who'll stand up and say "Yep. I did wrong. Nope. I won't change", but Izzy's a good girl. A little rebelious and unfashionably against the trends, but she only wants to make people happier in the long run. Using mindcontrol chips is optional, I'm sure.

But what she says about Sansha just leads me to believe that everyone's got him all wrong. Sure his dream was corrupted or malfunctioned. Sure a lot of people ended up losing their freewill to better look after their friends, family and the Nation. Sure, an outdated protocol keeps producing these True Slaves and abducting people from planets to serve the Nation in one way or another.

But can't people see the love there? The love of a man who only wanted to stop the wars. A man who wanted humans to better themselves through innovation and self-sacrifice of the highest accord. A man who, through cybernetics and/or cloning, has managed to keep himself looking good for 100+ years! And Master Kuvakei does look fetching, for a Deteis, Amarr half-breed! Oh dear, I think I'm turning into a Sansha fangal.

On to other news...

I've taken over my sisters trading and diplomatic corp. While I love the Cruoris bunch, I found that a lot of them had lost their political impetus in regards to the Evil Empire and the others that seem to hang about pretending to be the good guys. But, this just means that I've now taken on board a fat cow of responsibility. I've gotta start being a CEO again and find minions... I mean, like-minded pilots, to do my bidding in my eternal mischief against the Amarr Empire and its lackeys.

But I'm a little scared. It's been a while since I led Blood Inquisition into the complete domination of the Khanid Kingdoms lowsec regions. I've got the will to lead and the desire to cause wanton destruction, but I'm a little bothered that I haven't really fired a ship gun in lust or anger in a while. I kinda need a hand in this, but I know that once I start, I'll be good at it. I guess my first goal is to get like-minded killers on board. Cyshade would be my first choice, but she's the reason I started running my own corp in the first case, what with her being amorously involved or something.

Mebbe I should hit up Hizabear and co and see if they're up for some political bitchslapping and hisec wardecs against fat, rich targets. I've noticed a new player on the scene who's quite funny too. Shame she's an Angel, but Nikita seems a rather nice girl and I've heard stories that she's into mischief AND has just started her own corporation. Maybe there's room for collaboration, even with an Angel sympathiser. Hell, I worked with that Gallente Julianus for long enough... although he was quite cute.

Well, I've got a game plan this week. I need to sort out who my friends might be, other than Izzy and possibly Verone. Contact Nikita and strike up a convo. Oh, and get my old cultist vicious bastard friends to come join me in my nefarious plans for a brighter future.

Cue evil laugher?

Mwah hah hah hah hah hah hah!

AAH HAH HAH HAH HAH HAH HAH hah!

*cough* Ahem.

Sunday 4 July 2010

(4th of July 112YC) I'm back...

... and so's Sansha!

Who'd have thunk it? Moi, finally giving up on the books! Ack, well, not exactly. Can't put the bloody things down, but at least I'm out of the Sangrenomicon. That place can embrace you and suck your time away!

But enough about stuffy occult libraries and books of torture, I've missed space. My pod feels like I never left it and it's such a rush! I haven't managed to get in any fights yet, but I'm sure that'll change. Izzy is already tempting me and I've never been able to refuse my sis-from-another-machine-mother. She's been telling me little secrets behind all the news lately. It's like the Nation is being demonized all over. I've never understood where pod-pilots get the uppishness to criticize one faction over another.

Izzy hasn't told me everything though. She trusts me more than a lot of people, but I think I've been away from the capsuleer 'verse so long that I might not understand fully what's at stake. She says her Master has a plan and I trust her judgement and, more importantly, her logic.

Besides. What's the worst that could happen to me? I might die. Again! Hee hee hee!

Ah, it's good to be biomechanically immortal. Now where does this tube go again..? Oh! Interesting...