Stardate A.C. 195
During a DUST 514 podcast I listen to on the reg there was a discussion about the people who fly the most bling ships in EVE; turns out they're mission runners and not corporate samurais fighting war after war with other neckbeards for digital real estate. It makes sense to a certain degree. Anyway, I've decided this is my true calling. Not only can I ball hard, but I can be decidedly anti-social in a game that's supposed to be social.
The consequence of this? I'm even more off-put by being hustled to join a corporation. Thank Slaanesh I'm not a woman irl, I don't think I could ever handle real, actual thirst.
Today I'm blowing spacerats up with
my new flying dildo that shoots a fuckton of missiles when I get a recruitment email.
Hey [Karakand], I noticed you're still in an NPC corporation. You know you pay a ton of taxes to that corporation for nothing in return right? (We presume the recruiter didn't know we live in America and are used to this sort of thing. -ed.)
Come join our corporation! Your tax rate is ONLY 5%. (This is approximately 50% of our current corporate tax rate. -ed.)
We're a newbie friendly corporation and we show you how to go into no security space where you can make BILLIONS of ISK!

Having learned my lesson about corporations that prey on newbies in episode 0.1, I started looking at this corporation.


Yeah, I'm definitely going to fly into no security space with a friendly fire corporation.

I didn't bother to transcribe the email verbatim, but there were peculiar formatting errors. Errors that only appeared around the corporation's name. i.e. The name was copy pasted into a saved email.
