>...You've seriously considered
>buying plane tickets to
>Kalispell, Montana
>specifically to find MM and
>kick his ass.
>
>ZHARDCOREZ
>
Just out of curiosity, when you bought the tickets and flew there, did you find him?
... you cried when the Pink Flashy Thingy wasn't there anymore.
... you have a 400kb database of scout messages, able to be ordered by date, trader name, trader number, sector, and alliance.
... you print out the galaxy maps and put them in their 'pinwheel' pattern on the wall behind your monitor.
... you never kill spiders. Who could do such a thing to a fellow Salvene?
... you hit Dixi's "Attack Trader (3)" button whenever your trigger finger gets itchy.
... you have calculated the exact amount of time it takes to reach 500,000 experience on routes ranging from 1x to 15x, in a Thief, IST, ATM, PSF, and Galactic Semi.
... you have calculated the exact turn, time, and cash cost to build your planet to level 70.
... you set the "Speef the Coder: Action Figure" picture as your desktop picture, so you may always be close to the Coder.
... you're up at 2 in the morning writing about how you know you're a hard core SM player.
...you start using /me and lol in your daily speech and thoughts
...you can list off the acronyms, holds, forces, tph, hardpoints, shields, armor, devices, shop sold at, number you've flown, and deaths and kills you've gotten in it for every ship in the game... while sleeping.
...you've purchased a cable modem/T1/T3 to JUST be able to load the CS faster
...you have lost a job, scholarship, or failed a class due to squeezing in too many 3 AM ST PBs.
...if you left the game, people would consider it a retirement rather than 'quitting'.
...Speef will speak to you on a conversational level.
...you've written a trade calculator... that worked.
...your computer is buried under a mass of random scraps of paper covered in sector numbers dating back to Beta.
...you make full sized galaxy maps in your spare time.
...you have scribbled weapon combos on the edges of homework and books on several occasions.
...the modem in the computer at work gets fried, and you lug your full tower case computer in just to log on at 3 am when the hangar construction is finished.
...when you consider Speef your father and Ama your mother.
...when you consider your alliance family.
...when looking through gun catalogs you search for the Salvene Em Flux.
When searching for a new car you ask if they have any Death Cruisers.
...when you know the complete Salvene Galaxy and you cant remember what you did last night.
...when your goal in life is to get perfect relations with every race.
...when you start naming rooms in your house after galaxies.
...when you know where every single person in your alliance lives but you cant remember where your cousin lives.
...when you count down the days left of your disablement.
..when you decide to take a plane trip to go see your alliance members and not your family.
You throw mines out the window of your car on the way to work to "protect your route."
You seed your front yard with land mines to protect your territory from the evil hunters.
You threaten people by telling them you're going to pod them.
The "You are under attack!" message gives you a heart attack that makes you go into a coma for a week.
You spend hours thinking about a new "You know you're a hard core SM player when..."
You set your alarm to the next time your planet needs to start a new building.
when you're sitting in a train and look out of the window and see a horse you think/say/scream "Horsie!!!! kill!!!/run!!!!..
when the first association you have with the word horse is not "large animal" but Horseman of the Apocalypse.....
when you tried to bypass/hack your school/work proxy server to "un-ban" the SM server so you can play again...
when you got caught playing SM in self study hours and wanted to solve the problem by placing scout drones at the library doors..
when you got caught you told the teacher it was a simulation for economy class "Look I have a really good narcotics/weapons route"...
when you spend your entire lunch break figuring out better methods to play SM @ school.....
when you were late for a class due to a PB you told your teacher you were involved in a very complex military operation/some of your friends were podded.....
Here's one from today. I was looking at a resume for someone who was applying at my work. I saw that he had a JD and thought 'that lucky fool, how did he get that' then realized it only meant Juris Doctorate.
