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There is nothing like the smell from a burning Rifter with a thawing corpse in the cargohold!
There is nothing like the smell from a burning Rifter with a thawing corpse in the cargohold!

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Ground control to make major ch-ch-ch-changes (OOC)
Stop following this blog, go instead to  Criminal Countdown Lounge  ( RSS ) Follow my pictures at Pics in Space! Hang out with me on Twitter Say o/ to me in-game. I am a friendly pirate. Very often AFK. Even at gates . So. Yet another "back-in-game-after-lo...
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When the stars align
In space nobody can hear you celebrate. But inside this white and shiny little frigate were two men—or more correctly, one demi-god and one mortal, one projected as a hologram and one physically present—dancing around in the tight space between the drone ba...
When the stars align
When the stars align
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I love the smell of nanite paste in the morning
After an extended vacation on one of my amny planetary spa-installements, I have returned to my trusty Astero together with my mechanic, Bleak Sins. The drone bay is filled to the rim with Hobgoblins and Warriors and we have a route plotted for Thera. My ac...
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Time and Space Organized
“Ready information evacuation!” Angelita was shaking heavily. “What the fuck?” Sins was probably on his way to the escape pod. But I was worried about my recent work. “Transmit all work to corp mainframe!” “We have 10 percent armor left. Fuck the research w...
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The Old Man and the Universe
My blood was boiling. And my head spinning. And was not even in my pod. I was at my newly installed study, inside the Angelita - the very customized Astero that Sins had prepared while I was ... ehrm ... incapacitated for a few months by expensive bubbles f...
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Just Like Talking to an Angel
“Boss, you've gotta wake up!” I was receiving strange signals from outer space. But all I could see was a beautiful nebulae. And from it emerged a thousand mining barges. And they were singing with deep voices. “Come with us! You can shoot us all day long! ...
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Do you need my Counsel for Stellar Candidates?
There comes a time when even lurking pirates and lonely scumbags must engage in politics. And that is when the Council of Stellar Management is going to be elected. We need someone to fight for our freedom. To make our beloved low security space attractive ...
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