Shields are like clothes, the first thing to come off. Armor is like a penis, works better when hardened. Structure is like a vagina, once you're in it, you're fucked.
Space is rich, space is vast, space is nothing.
During the great war of Mars, Lazy Asian did his part by relaxing in high security space and mining ice. After roaming the solar system for a few years he wanted to explore as much as he could. He encountered time dialation fleets in null securtity space and found out quickly that the tidi fights were very lame. Trying to get back mining, he encountered a strange cloud of gas that was used for drugs. Lazy Asian decided it was time to get rich huffing. After a while, his addiction to drugs faded and he found a new passion. Wormholes began to suck him in... The isk just started rolling in. Life outside of wormhole space has long been forgotten. Who needs Local anyway?