Currently stuck in a Black Rise. Send snacks. Specializing in ungulate-based PvP
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Once a proud forest dweller, AngryMoose was abducted by rogue drones, force-fed Quafe Ultra, and taught how to use a keyboard with his hooves. Now, he roams the stars with unmatched rage, a head full of ragequit energy, and antlers full of killmarks.
He’s not here to make friends. He’s here because he accidentally clicked “Undock” and panicked.
Flies like he still thinks trees offer cover. Scouts like he’s searching for a good salt lick. Anchors fleets but forgets he’s the only one there. Believes ganking miners is a form of forest conservation.
If you see me in local — say hello. I won’t respond. I'm busy chewing bark and forgetting to broadcast for reps.