Eve Online The truth hurts

When I was a little kid my parents died during a c4 wormhole eviction. I still remember their screams and the frightening red glow of all the burning citadels we once called home. Back then, in my nightmares I still saw the barbaric horde of invaders. Horrendous beasts who called themselves Hard Knocks. They burned many peaceful c4 tribes like mine, exercising Bob's rule of the strongest.

Me and many similar orphans were enslaved by a powerful warlord named Lord Braxus. He was a tough but fair master. He taught us how to raid and how to survive in those strange, wild lands of c5 w-space. The greatest of his slaves were even allowed to ascend into the valley of c6 and feast with other powerful warriors of HK. I was one of them.

It was a rainy morning 10 years later when me and my brothers heard some horrible news. I exactly remember that day. We were hunting whales like we often do. Not because we were hungry. The whale meat is nothing compared to the riches of the c6 valley. No, we hunted them for fun, for the pleasure of killing those slow, often barely sentient beasts. Our group of warriors just finished slaughtering 2 lesser specimen known as rorqualus requiem eternalus, which in common speech translates to something like "unarmored krab weeper". We were heading back home from that expedition when a messenger arrived. He delivered the grimmest news. The Great Lord Braxus was found dead in his sky palace.

Since then everything changed. Many lesser warlords started fighting for power. Those struggles corrupted their hearts and made their souls weak. The new rulers of Hard Knocks horde locked themselves in the c6 valley and refused to let anyone else in. They started worshiping some strange new gods, speaking their exotic tongues and adopting their culture. Then they even started refusing hunting whales with the rest of us. Their bodies deteriorated, they didn't look like warriors anymore. What happened to our leaders made me and many other warriors weep. The c6 valley, the place once created by Lord Braxus for his chosen warriors, for his Inner Circle, now became Inner Hell.

Our corrupted leaders and their new evil gods didn't stop at that. They abused the power of Hard Knocks horde and made warriors of Braxus do terrible things. They forced us to evict tribes which we would never touch under the rule of our Great Lord. We used to only evict peaceful c4 tribes. But now the leaders made us evict everyone, even the tribes that lived a warrior life. They were also no longer interested only in c4 lands. They wanted all W-space for themselves, even the lesser lands of c1-3. Lands that we would never look at in the times of our greatness. But most of all, the leaders wanted to conquer all c5 lands and enlarge the c6 valley. To make the c6 valley, the Inner Hell, even bigger and richer. They didn't need it, they were already plenty rich, but their new gods made them greedy.

Me and my brothers thought things can't get worse. We were locked out of c6 valley, spending most of our time in c5 citadel called Rage. It was the old palace of Lord Braxus. From there we lived our simple warrior lives, hunting the animals of c5 lands and whaling. We still had to serve our corrupted leaders and join their evil crusades from time to time, but we tried to preserve our warrior traditions the best we could. However, our leaders had other plans. The corrupting whispers of their new gods made them do the unthinkable. They started communicating with filthy animals of K-space. Bob created those creatures for one reason. They were our pray. Hunting them was our main purpose. And now our leaders were trying to cooperate with them. They sent an envoy to diseased K-space lands known as Pandemonium and invited K-space creatures to visit our home.

I won't ever forget what I saw when those K-space creatures entered our Rage citadel. There were two kinds of them. First one looked like a panda bear, but had way too many cybernetic implants. Once a living creature now it looked crippled and altered. It moved in a strange, automatic fashion, like it was only half aware of its surroundings. The other kind was even more peculiar. It was a rotten, diseased skeleton, smelling of old age and nostalgia, while raiding a young, squishy octopus mount. Both the raiders and the mounts seemed to be connected in some strange symbiotic way that eluded our simple, warrior minds. The K-space creatures were accompanied by our corrupted leaders, who kept bowing to them and let them into the most luxurious chambers of Rage citadel, where the mating took place. Once those disgusting visitors left our home I ordered to seal those chambers, knowing we wont ever be able to use those rooms again.

We learned soon enough that those K-space creatures arrived to make the conquest of remaining W-space even faster. That was the grand plan of corrupted gods of Inner Hell.

Therefore, creatures of INIT I ask you in the name of us few still uncorrupted HK warriors. Do not destroy our home citadel called Rage. Our corrupted leaders do not care. Them and their gods live in the c6 valley, where they are swimming in riches beyond belief. Help us get rid of the corrupted leaders. Help us get rid of their evil gods. Help us get rid of their Pandemic allies. Free us from their corrupting influence and then leave W-space forever, as those lands are not meant for K-space creatures.

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Deja Vu...

Posted: 08 Mar 2020 11:34 AM PDT

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We live in a society

Posted: 08 Mar 2020 10:36 PM PDT

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bLoBs ArE bAd UnLeSs It'S mE dOiNg It

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currently in the hole

Posted: 08 Mar 2020 12:49 PM PDT