Suit yourselves. There ain't nothing a lovely cuppa can't fix though. Apart from perhaps a broken neck. Heh. But would you listen to me go on! You must be wondering why I'm here? I'll answer my own question, shall I? Yes? Good. I've a fun little challenge - far beyond either of your talents, of course, with your cute little puzzles and your adorable voyages.
Instead, this challenge is for anyone with the steel to have a go, which is why I'm addressing it to literally everyone reading apart from you two. You see, New Eden is a bit too crowded for my liking - all that noise gives granny a headache. I'm challenging you to thin it out a little. Think of it like mowing the lawn. We should name this challenge, really. Hmm. How about 40 Days of Devastation. Lovely? Lovely.
Here's what you need to know. From today, anyone reading this will have 40 days to wipe out pilots from as many different corps as possible. They don't need to do the most damage or get the final blow, just to help make them go boom. Does that sound good, petals? Of course it does! You'll need proof of course, so come back to this bounty thingamajig and share the killmails. You get one point for every killmail you share from a different corp. No dupes! In case of a tie, we'll look at final blows, and then total damage.
Then we'll all meet back here for a lovely bit of lemon drizzle cake! Mmm, my favourite! And whomever has slayed members from the largest number of corps will receive $100 from me. Old granny doesn't know what people like these days, and this way they can buy themselves something nice instead. But I can recommend you some chainsaws and thumbscrews if you're in the market.
