"To the South, the region of Catch lived the Gym Rat tribe of Sigma Grindset. They chase interloppers of the region and establish dominance by putting bubbles on each gate in the shape of huge strong balls. Their income consists solely out of game, they produce top end protein powder and sell it on Facebook Marketplace, with that income they buy plex through CCP to fund their vast fleets of Stabbers and Typhoons, really any ship that is both strong and phallic. Garric ran through the kitchen of their staging POS (They dont need structures) and nearly tripped over the mountain of Costco Canned Chicken and Protein Bars. His massive thighs can be seen ripping through his Jorts. He sees the meeting room down the hall and lets out a primarl roar as he trudges cock first into it. The head of his cock ripped through the door, re-circumcising him. He makes eye contact with hjghgt, Killboard leader of Sigma Grindset so naturally the Chief of this tribe, and throws the letter at him. They make eye contact and begin beating their chests, hollaring in unison. Garric, realizing his job is complete, runs back to his Leopard. He slams the door closed and makes best speed back to Nalvula."
If You're Happy And You Know It - Pod Amarr, If you cannot find Caldari, Pod Amarr, If the Minnie are too frisky, the Gallente looking shifty and the Jovians are too risky, Pod Amarr