Unfortunately this has been a long time coming. I'll always remember that feeling of spewing verbal excrement at passersby and blowing up pretty much anything that moved. I'll remember taking the crap bucket waran I loved so much on so many utterly stupid journeys into NY that started a light show of weapons fire. I'll remember how great of a feeling it was to sink myself into a faction so deeply I actually had to catch myself a few times from thinking "dirty kusarian" whenever I saw someone of Asian descent. I'll remember all those capital ships that ran into little old me and suddenly found themselves severely screwed because skype is OP. More than anything, I'll remember all the fun times I could log on and share this niche faction I fell in love with to the people around me in this community.
You missed the glory days by a while unfortunately Infra. I'm sorry Quinn and I lost interest and dumped the faction on you. You did what you could. Bottoms up, that Mother's Finest isn't going to drink itself.
is this a bad time to say we're actually nomads in disguise?
