Actors

Tonight started as a quiet night in our home system. With very few people online I decided to process some PI payouts. Thankfully there weren't too many, but during the process a couple of my corp mates went down the following random conversation. I repeat this here in the hope it entertains you as much as I.

[ 2012.05.03 21:54:36 ] Splatus > Oreb, I like your Bio- very true
[ 2012.05.03 21:55:23 ] Splatus > its the unknown where the must not halt.  its the unfathomable we must fathom.  its wormholes we must explore
[ 2012.05.03 21:55:45 ] Splatus > or would you rather die for some drunk king in a nameless blob on some gate?
[ 2012.05.03 21:56:49 ] Splatus > or pimp yourself to some russian?  have 1 am CTAs so that he may shine while you pound away in your shiny ship for hours on some pos?
[ 2012.05.03 21:57:28 ] Splatus > you squire are cast from a different stone
[ 2012.05.03 21:57:50 ] Oreb Wing > there will always be a king.  :) whether the king knows his enemy and values the lives of his crew, can evaluate his errors and refuse to succumb to failure and false honor, is the 1st problem.
[ 2012.05.03 21:58:31 ] Oreb Wing > among the stars of Shelley, we don't see these things.  but someone has to fight them.
[ 2012.05.03 21:58:51 ] Splatus > amongst the stars of Shelley, we - the brethren - are the kings
[ 2012.05.03 21:59:25 ] Splatus > do you want to be a king or a peasant aspiring to be a king?
[ 2012.05.03 22:00:19 ] Oreb Wing > i am too humble in skill-points to be a king! lol  and the crown that is not washed with oil, is washed with blood.  without a people and a place, a crown can only rust.
[ 2012.05.03 22:01:21 ] Splatus > a crown.  a crown.  our poet lusts after cheap gems.  the real crown is your kinship.  your real treasure are those that stand shoulder to shoulder with you
[ 2012.05.03 22:03:24 ] Oreb Wing > here we share fellowship, and in kinship, who can surpass those willing to die for his comrade?  But we have nothing here to stand against.
[ 2012.05.03 22:04:08 ] Splatus > oh we do, squire, we do.  we have our bond forged by the compression of endless vaccuum in this here confined Shelley.  out of which we will forge diamonds from charcoal
[ 2012.05.03 22:05:03 ] Grit > o/
[ 2012.05.03 22:05:34 ] Splatus > welcome, Sir Grit, Lord of the Bitter Old Vets
[ 2012.05.03 22:05:42 ] Oreb Wing > but jewels and precious stones are nothing, if they cannot adorn the beauty of the queen, seen by us, but known to all.  Shelley, dear as she is, is but an island.
[ 2012.05.03 22:06:40 ] Splatus > An Island, you say, an Island?  she is more than an island.  She is the gem we find in the rock.  we - the chosen - hew her from her surroundings and make her shine.  She is nothing without us and we are nothing without her
[ 2012.05.03 22:07:19 ] Grit > The C4 doth protest too much?
[ 2012.05.03 22:08:21 ] Oreb Wing > nay, we but haggle intently with whispers, fearing to wake the Sleepers
[ 2012.05.03 22:08:57 ] Splatus > fearing?  you are mistaken friend. How many anomolies can yer weary eye scan inside our queen?
[ 2012.05.03 22:09:39 ] Oreb Wing > i thought we were both inside her lonely sister static?  :p
[ 2012.05.03 22:09:41 ] Splatus > yes, Sir, a humble 2 or 3 at most.  the ones we let live for it pleases us
[ 2012.05.03 22:10:42 ] Splatus > the others we vanquish - together, as one.  With you by my side, I can collect their tears, scrape their ribbons from their eyes and rip their salvage from their cold, dead hands
[ 2012.05.03 22:11:33 ] Oreamnos Amric > As I scan this humble comms channel it brings joy to my heart as I realise I do not have to create blog content for the morrow.
[ 2012.05.03 22:12:00 ] Splatus > bless thee, brave knave for you are our minstrel.
[ 2012.05.03 22:12:09 ] Splatus > go yonder and sing our song, for eternity will praise you
[ 2012.05.03 22:12:57 ] Grit > Orea: Is Epi drunk?
[ 2012.05.03 22:13:11 ] Splatus > how dareth he?
[ 2012.05.03 22:13:17 ] Oreamnos Amric > [22:04:45] Splatus > fuckit, pour it, wench for I lust after drunkenness
[ 2012.05.03 22:13:25 ] Oreamnos Amric > not yet I guess
[ 2012.05.03 22:13:26 ] Splatus > not drunk enough.  fetch mead, wench
[ 2012.05.03 22:13:59 ] Oreamnos Amric > But sire, I only have the fermented grape of the Rioja form
[ 2012.05.03 22:13:59 ] Oreb Wing > lol if you're drinking, i'll have to join you.   give me a minute.
[ 2012.05.03 22:14:51 ] Splatus > I ran in full armor 6.5 miles today in searing heat.  I smell like a week old dead rodent.  I am parched.  where is my servant?

Sayeth more? Not I.