Our deity, who art in w-space, Bob be thy name, Thy anomalies run, thy sites be done, In home as they are in our static. Give us this day our daily gank, And forgive us our bearing, As we try to pod those who ganked us earlier. And lead us not into grav sites, But deliver our ene... good friends from their Citadels, For thine is the sisters, the crit hole, and the tech 3, for ever and ever. D-scan.
-The Scriptures 23:4
Bob is my shepherd; I shall not want.. He maketh me to lie down in anomalies: he leadeth me beside the still afker. He restoreth my soul: he leadeth me in the paths of righteousness for his name's sake. Yea, though I jump through the chain in the shadow of death, I shall fear no bubble: for thou art with me; thy turrets and thy missiles they comfort me. Thou preparest a table before me in the presence of sleepers: thou anointest my head with killmarks; my pod runneth over. Surely killmails and salt shall follow me all the days of my life: I dwell in W-space. ☜V☞
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