Is that Raptor Song I hear? so soon...

My ice cream obsession planetside has cost me some good kills...I can't seem to find any one who can help me!!  Sometimes I despair... :(

Whilst I was busy filling myself with freshly made coffee cream my corpies were out causing damage to Fat Raptor, and rightly so, they did shoot our battle cruiser after all.

Here at ExiIe we don't adhere to the 'eye for an eye' theory we aspire to more of a 'eye for a whole body' approach, with that in mind we had to avenge the loss of our BC.

Man the Guns!

The war party undocked, this time we sent two pilots to uphold our honour.
You may laugh, we know we're going to fight outnumbered and despite people thinking we just don't care its clearly not true. We do care, we care for the love of the fight, the honour of the fight, we care about many things...and one of those things is the fun.

Answer me this if you please, you undock your Carrier to pop my Raven is that a challenge? if that's your bag, fine. If I then hot drop your carrier with a Titan and one shot you...was it fun for me?

To be honest I think I would enjoy a strategic battle with tech 1 cruisers more...each to their own.

Two Abbadons are the favoured boat De juer, it's not long before the Raptor bares its teeth!
Unfortunately for the Raptor it's been eating to many sweeties from the corner shop and the back street dentist is here to collect.

The dentist looks disapprovingly down at the Raptors un hygienic mouth, he sees only decay.
With no apologies he says 'This is going to hurt' as he reaches for his stainless pliers..

"Hmm  wear facets, you've been grinding your teeth causing a painful subluxation, lets just pop it out,  well that was easy"

The dentist wields his mighty pliers of doom with deadly efficiency, one by one the decay is purged

"The premolars require some extra attention, but once you apply the correct force out they pop!"

Now the hands of the back street dentist are stained with the blood of the Raptor, but there is one more stinking,decaying, festering molar that needs to be excised.

The Raptor, toothless and with a tear in his eye braces for the inevitable pain, in a flurry the Raptor can take no more and flees for the safety of his cave.

Our dentist, looks at his hand and wonders how he got a nasty nick , "Never mind" he says out loud "Time to prepare the bill"

The bill is always the final sting of a visit to your local dental professional, but do not begrudge him his wage, remember he trained long and hard to earn his 750 million isk from the Raptor.