All the ways you wish you could be, that's me. I fly what you wanna fly, I shoot what you wanna shoot, I am smart, capable,
and most importantly, I am skilled in all the ways that you are not

You're not your Race. You're not how much you have in your hanger. You're not the ship you fly.
You're not the contents of your wallet. You're not your fucking Portrait, You're the all-Podded, all-Cloning crap of the Universe

I am Jack's smirking revenge
I am Jack's Complete disregard for Concord
I am Jack's cold sweat.
I am Jack's complete lack of cap
I am Jack's raging Shield Alarms
I am Jack's Structual Integrity, I get Depleted i kill Jack
I am Jack's shattered Unsalvaged Small wreck
I am Jack's wasted Isk.

Security Standing... the little scratch on the roof of your mouth that would heal if only you could stop tonguing it, but you can't.