Late Tuesday night, the intrepid warriors of the Honorable Third Party were enforcing our trade embargoes in the occupied territory of the Y-MPWL — SI-I89 pipe. Our boys spotted a Hurricane in Kari on the Y-MPWL gate, the tariff squad prepared to welcome the traveler. After attempting to hold their cloak, Celix Rhonx in the Hurricane met their fate neuted, webbed, scrammed, and exploded.
After inspecting the killmail, yours truly observed the following:
“Oh hey! There’s an EMP M blueprint original in the wreck. He wanted to make his own ammo in Providence because he’s a strong black woman who don’t need no hisec ammo.”
After much laughter, we observed the pilot’s mugshot.
“OH SHIT, LOOK AT THE PICTURE SHE TOTALLY IS A STRONG BLACK WOMAN!”