(3rd of November 113YC) Hey there... long time, er, no see...

Heyla, and wow!

I forgot all about this and meant to update last month, but I've been so distracted with research and planetside hedonism, but I'll save that for a later post.

A few months ago, I decided that my isk flow wasn't really flowing. And if I wanna see things explode more, I had to face the facts that, as good as Moira are, they're not quite Blood Inq or Omerta level. Neither am I. I can see a lot of those explosions being mine. Sooooooo, to sort this, I needed a good income stream.

I started messing around with planet resources and have done pretty well with them so far. I'm producing a much needed P2 and a relatively easy P4, which only need minimal interference I do usually once a day for 20 minutes or so.

On top of that, I figured I'd up the ante on my previously lazy research with my two R&D level 2 agents. Sadly Khanid just don't have much scope for progression, so I had to look to the empire factions - none of whom I'm particularly fond of and some who aren't particularly fond of little ol' me. Whoops haha!

Anywho, decided I liked the decadent nightlife in the Federation, so I moved my labs and research over there. Started with some level 2 agents and used their security agents to work up, because I'm good at killing things and crap at staring at rocks for ages. Worked my way up and now have 5 level 4 agents doing a range of research I'm interested in and one level 3, who I intend to "upgrade".

In other non-financial news, I've been keeping a loose eye (ewww) on A'J. Some very interesting discussion has been going on since it started. Oh and Moira have just recently declared war on my mate Ghost's alliance, Shaktipat Revelators!

Anywho, time to do something I haven't done in a while - lose a ship to explosions.

~Meb ♥

(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.

(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...

(25th of August 111YC) What?! I got it on discount!

Not long now. I can almost taste the cap the bonus will spare me.

That's right. I've just spent the majority of this month training a skill that I may not need much ever again: Logistics V for my "Power Struggle♥". Here's to fringe use ships...

As to the post title, I've used my lovely Loyalty Points with Sisters of Eve to garner me a useful little upgrade to improve on the training time of Armored Warfare Spec V. Pretty soon, the armor the Sleepers were quite happily plinking away at on Synenose ships will be veritbly indomitable! Mwah hah hah hah hah... ahem.

This girl's been having a good ol' lazy time of it. Getting fat in isk, lazily doing the odd mission to pass the time. But what I've been lacking of late is some good old fashioned piracy. I've recently got in touch with an old friend of mine and, having already checked if it was within Synenose policy to do this, asked her if she'd mind me tagging along with her and her corp for some good old fashioned piracy in wormhole space. Sadly, it turns out she hasn't yet been able to make it to their evil base deep in the shadows out there, but hopefully when she does, she'll ask if I can join in the fun.

A girl has needs - Some for chocolate; some for shoes, some for sex. Me? I need all of the above plus blood. In fact, my order probably goes blood, chocolate, sex, shoes. Don't quote me on that though - it's subject to change.

Oh great!

Now all the guys are gonna start calling me "high maintenance" or something...

(17th of August 111YC) Black shiney thing!

What?!? Us girls like our shiney things!

And I just picked up my new one today: Hollow Life♥, my second Damnation! Don't ask about the first one ¬_¬

I'm not going to go over the incidents that happened the last few days. Suffice to say that, while various members of our organisation couldn't keep neutral grounds - and that's coming from me, I might add - our operations haven't been affected. With my damnation coming into effective use, we will even be able to step up operations into tougher territories. Which makes me feel a damn sight more useful than being a medic.

It does mean, though, that I'm gonna have to seriously stick some effort into these leadership studies. I'm considering neural remapping, but that shit sounds crazier than jumpclones! Besides, if I was any cuter and more charismatic, I'd have to worry about more people falling down on their knees to me. Ok, maybe that's just wishful thinking.

Regardless, I have this damn logistics skill to finish first. Hopefully it'll be useful.

Anywho, I'm gonna keep this post short and sweet while I fly about in my other black shiney thing, Miss Murder♥, picking up stuffs. I think I'll get outta my pod when I get back to station and just admire the damnation for a bit.

(13th of August 111YC) All the peace and joy in your mind.

Those Jitapolitans go right to the head, I tell ya...

Three sisters to relieve, how exquisite the Bliss! Saturday evening was the event of the month, when Sakura Nihil and her sisters hosted a night of drink, dance and debauchery in the Three Sisters Bar and Lounge.

While the event was due to start around 1700 EVT, I was, of course, fashionably late. To be honest, I fell asleep about an hour before it was due to start. When I say I fell asleep, what I actually meant was that I passed out naked on my bed but covered in half my beachwear wardrobe, which, I might add, was extensively topped up the week before in preperation. About three hours later, I woke up, quite startled and in a mild sweat, as I'd set my room climate perameters to tropical and humid to aclimatise my senses to what I expected the party atmosphere would be like (Thank the spirits I did).

So, like, I realised the time and screamed for whichever slaves were available to attend and bring my bar supplies. Their punctuality and preperation of prompt precipitation perfiduous was suitably rewarded in their joining me in drinks. I do quite like my personaal slaves - they sometimes feel more like what I'd expect sorority sisters to be like... had I bothered with such people in my youth.

Anywho, we're getting drunk and trying on various swimwear and beachwear. After about half an hour of trying styles ranging from this seasons exquisite Serpati Styling to Luminaire Boutiques' retro '90YC styles, I went for some good old-fashioned Patorus for my swimming costume, in the form of an all in one piece harkening back to the '50 YC designs with those cute brief-bottoms and kneck tied tops and complemented it with a crimson sarong with ancient Sani Sabik markings printed on it. Some slender Sarpati Styling heels later (which I knew I'd be taking off by the time I got poolside), I was ready to head to the party... somewhat already tipsy. I left the girls to drink as much as they wanted so long as they didn't vomit in my rooms.

~~~

Upon arriving at the Three Sisters, I knew I still had plenty of catching up to do. The upper room was beautifully bedecked, with tropical plants and deckchairs. I kicked off my heels and felt the sand on my feet. I was also glad I had cranked the temp and humidity up in my room as it was even warmer in the bar. I was greeted by a naked Ms Dougans and a sleepy Ms Graves. The delightful Amarrians attire informed me that downstairs could be interesting, so I went on down the elevator to the Laguna. After a peek at the hijinx going on down there, I decided I'd start the night easy back in the upper bar and relax.

Upon coming up to the bar, I encountered the delightful Jonny Damordred. He was as cute as ever, but he was sadly fully dressed in what looked like a Sarpati suit. He was soon accompanied by his lovely Ms Rain and we all adjourned to the bar for drinks and banter.

Now, I'm not one to hold a grudge, but while I was in the lift, I sent a message to a certain Mr. Soter, asking him to come out and enjoy the night with me. The guy is cute and I love the feeling of predation I get around him. Suffice to say, he replied in a manner that wasn't to my liking. I'd be furious at him still were it not that he did offer a later date sometime at the Last Gate. Besides, I can't stay mad at someone that hot.

Anywho, the rest of the night was a delightfully pleasant night, despite no hijinx from yours truly. I actually spent the rest of the night chatting with Jonny and his entourage and later I got to catch up with Ethan, once I got the courage up to navigate the writhing bodies of the tempest that had once been a pool. He cheered me up wonderfully with a little peptalk and sound advice.

The rest of the night was a lot of fun with lots of naked bodies running about the place looking for misplaced or hidden garments, plenty of gossip and banter and lots of alcohol and boob grabbing. After Ethan retired though, I left for a wonder to find some food before coming back later and having a great chat with Vlad Cetes and this Khanid chick... Hitome or something. But I was pretty tired and retired to head home soon after. I'll definately need to chat with Vlad again - such a gentleman.

Thankfully, the amount of fruitjuice in my drinks saved me from a colossal headache the next morning, but I did exhaust myself physically and emotionally and ended up sleeping in.

I think I'll have to take Julianus up on his Gate offer now and make sure Ethan's around to rescue me if I'm stood up again.

I do hope the next social is soon.

(8th of August 111YC) Like a moth to Wolf-Rayets...

Ok so, like, the corporation I'm in are a bunch of ex-killers turned gallente boy-band singers... the money is hot but I feel like we've sold out or something.

Seriously though, I'm beginning to think I need to go back to piracy, but the money here is way too alluring. I've been a lazy bitch all my life. Hell! Even before I became a pod-pilot I was lazy. I used to spend summer wind-surfing on lake Cahnthajisa on Leurtmar IX under a rose coloured sky and every evening was spent partying with the antifrat-boy crowd. I even put my hair in dreads like those of Brutor descent often did, as my hair became too annoyingly tangled from the salt and the wind for me to be bothered with.

But for all my laziness since becoming a pod-pilot, I made very little effort in making isk and was lucky enough not to lose ships enough to really need to worry about it. I ran a few missions for different groups like the Blood Raiders or Thukker Mix just to keep up appearances and to give me something to do in between combat ops. Getting rich doing that seemed more like a bi-product than a goal. And believe me, my goals were few and far-between...

So coming back on topic, I feel I've let my laziness become a major part of me lately. I've not got a target of ships I must destroy. I'm not even risking much when we go deep into wormhole space. In fact, I've been flying one ship in particular and it's helped me become even lazier than I've ever been before. Guardian teams are by far the laziest ship class when it comes to wormhole space. We do the job of armor repairing for other ships in our fleet and spend the rest of the time waiting for the sleepers to get bored of trying to break our 'tanking' and switch to another target. In fact, most of the time we are the targets! And this just makes our job easier as we nearly always keep one remote rep on each other and a horde of light maintenance bots. With these setups, Class 3 wormhole systems become so easy for two guardians and Class 4's become a walk in the park for 3 guardians.

But I'll tell you something. Although the risks are variable and uncertain at times, the rewards are phenomenal. At the rate I'm going, I'll have my Thanatos class carrier by next week and a tech 3 ship within a week or so after that. Hells! I don't think t2 production comes close to the isk generation wormhole space can get, although, I'm sure it's a hella lot safer.

Now, I've never been one to desire much. I collected enough ships in my time to take my fancy on what I fly. And even capital ships have never been high on my list - tho I'd love an Erebus, like what Jade has! But for the first time in ages, I so want a tech 3 ship. Jules, Julianus, Synenose's CEO has already got one, a proteus, and it looks gorgeous... if a little confusing. And Cristina Rawr, who I flew with in Exalted. got a Tengu not long after tech 3 production started. She's even given me her favourite fit for it and it looks weird but exotic.

So like, I'm getting my Thanatos next week. I haven't looked around on where to buy one, but I do know a few contacts of builders. I think my first option should be to speak with Eva. She's been good about building ships for friends and corpmates of mine in the past. I think we get on still, especially as she has so many of my friends and ex-corpmates in her ranks.

Oh. My. God. Speaking of Eva, she's obviously been cheering Davlos up! He's been happy and cheerful like I've never seen him since leaving Omerta Syndicate. He's been such a moody git over the last year or so, but now he grins excessively all the time. He has that "I'm in a secure relationship" vibe. It would piss me off were it not that I'm soft for Dav. He gets it in the neck for his moody Caldari angst by a lot of pilots from various alignments and dayjobs. But now he doesn't need to care as he's in a stable relationship with the CEO of his ex-corp and/or alliance. Goddess! Wonder who's more dominant in the bedroom? I should go chat with them and find out the goss sometime. I hear they hang around the Skyhook sometimes.

Anywho, just as a conclusion to this post-of-way-too-much-effort, I'll have you know that I'm currently in a Class 3 wormhole, Wolf-Rayet I might add, flying my guardian, "Power Struggle♥" and this goes to show how easy and lazy my job is at the moment.

If anyone reads this, drop in the comments on which tech 3 ship I should fly. I'm tempted by the Proteus, but Cristina has me intrigued by the Tengu...