DOTLAN EveMaps

Concord gave me a huntin' license, so now it's open season on flying CODE.rabbits. Y'all look like rabbits to me, and gawd knows how I loves to hunt me some rabbits.

Y'all strip down until you haven't got a speck of de-fense left on you, then oblige me most kindly by turning yourselves red. Hell's bells, most of yous can't even turn that red off! And every one of you's is luggin' around a delicious, tasty, fat-ass bounty.

CODE.rabbits ain't like woofs who have alpha males and hunt in packs. Everyone one of you's is your own skeered little bunny package. CODE.rabbits can't fly a proper ship and they be po' - ain't got no isk. Woofs is smarter too - they know enough not to lose their hides 15-20 times a day and bankrupt theirselves!

Concord liked the hunting rabbits idee so much, they asked me if they could join in on the fun. "Sure 'nuf", I said. "Come on down! - do what I do, and wardec their ass!", and Concord loved that idee a bushel and a peck!

Arrrrhh, a pi-rat's life is haaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaarrrrhhd!