Our Bob, who art in Anoikis Hallowed be Thy J-Tag. Thy systems come, Thy sigs be scanned, in statics as it is in Thera. Give us this day our daily fights, and forgive us our carebearing, as we hunt those who daytrip our chain. And lead us not into Hisec, but deliver us from Local.
For the spooky space, the sleepers, and the corpses are yours now and forever. o7