BirthdayJan 1, 1970 (56 years old)
Next BirthdayJan 1, 2027 (63 days)
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Look, I just want to keep earning money because there are a ton of friggin' cool-ass looking ships that I want to try out! When insurance alone on a ship can cost you 10 million, it really becomes a desperate struggle to keep earning enough to satisfy your new-gadget jones. In three years of playing, I feel like I've only scratched the surface of this game. Just think of all the cool crap you could try out if you had hundreds of millions or even billions like some of the large corps do. I am interested in joining a big corp but I am not interested in doing mining or courier missions. My friends and I do the level III agent missions almost every day, and we've struggled through some of the level IV missions, too. As long as I'm earning much more money than I could in my little band of 3 or 4 I'd be happy. I can't seem to earn more than a few million a day, and I want to see more of the game. At this rate, I'll never be able to buy all the skills, items, or ships I'm interested in.
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Twice the chance but it was naught, Make our own corp, earn cash we thought. To manufacture, mine and sing, Explore and hunt, good fortune bring. Alas for us, 'twas not to be, Bad luck struck once, then twice, not three. Our corporate curse simple enough, That none of us did have the Stuff, to make it work sucessfully, We lacked the will/time/energy. Then one-by-one our members flew, The Voting broke, Expel rights too. So once again, ain't Shit To Do, (Not for any lack of wanting to). Don't try to show Vogon affection, All applications stamped "Rejection". --- R.I.P. Raven's Nest/Vogon Construction and Demolition
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Twice the chance but it was naught, Make our own corp, earn cash we thought. To manufacture, mine and sing, Explore and hunt, good fortune bring. Alas for us, 'twas not to be, Bad luck struck once, then twice, not three. Our corporate curse simple enough, That none of us did have the Stuff, to make it work sucessfully, We lacked the will/time/energy. Then one-by-one our members flew, The Voting broke, Expel rights too. So once again, ain't Shit To Do, (Not for any lack of wanting to). Don't try to show Vogon affection, All applications stamped "Rejection". --- R.I.P. Raven's Nest/Vogon Construction and Demolition
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