That.IronDuke wrote:Shamelessly copy-pasted from this thread on the E:D forum.
You know you're ELITE when:
When you begin the docking sequence, the station says “Oh no, we got this” and moves in to dock on you.
When being harassed by pirates, you successfully mined a hole into the center of an asteroid, and the space cops showed up.
You outfitted a size two heat sink launcher, and the first time you used it, people scanned you to get discovery credit for a black hole.
A Type-9 transporter has yielded the right of way to you.
Imperial ships bask in your presence.
Federal ships bask in your presence.
Alliance ships bask in your presence. And it doesn’t even faze you that they exist.
Thargoid ships scan you for engineering data, because you permit this. They hold to their end of the treaty.
Famous explorers have scratched out their names around planets and moons, and put your name in their place. As a gift.
...And you have yet to accept or return these gifts.
When you warp into a system that has an Angry Mr. Sun, he gives you your space.
When you land on a high gravity world, it lightens up.
Every wing has room for you.
Every system you dock at saves a special mission just for you.
You’ve gained ranks in the Alliance, but haven’t maxed it out. You’ll get around to that when you’re good and ready.
When they told you you couldn’t dock at a station because there weren’t any large pads, you told them you could wait. And you did.
...And then you still got your mission done in time.
The commodity market always has extras in stash for when you visit.
Black holes and Neutron Stars are scared of you.
When you turn on silent running, your ship’s volume slightly decreases.
You do not gank other ships. You graciously bestow upon them, the damage. They politely accept.
When others are having fun, you join in. Your name is among the first in any community event.
You don’t always check the forums, but when you do, they’re invariably talking about you.
Stay dangerous my friends.
--IronDuke
Is.
Epic.
