Here's a short update on the AMC front, and the reason why I sometimes totally hate my playing time situation:
As mentionned in mine and Letrange's latest blog post, a wormhole-hopping, PvP-seeking alliance came knocking at one of our POS and put the thing in reinforced before we could stop 'em, much thanks to a dying wormhole. As I am typing this the tower should be coming out of reinforced and reps should be frantically going on, and the previously-mentionned jokers may or may not come back to finish their job. The sad part is I can't be there to help my alliance defend our space. All I can do is cheer my mates on and be there in spirit, with a few words of advice:
Be cool and stay disciplined, and send these assclowns back to their mommies, weeping for some breast milk!
And now some words for the Bloody Tards:
Please keep fitting Ravens like this, it makes me want to sing with joy! You may love hitting on carebears, but I'm afraid you may have poked the wrong bear this time :)