EVE - Simulacrum

EVE. Cold. Desolate. Unforgiving. If you thought you came here to find shades of purple, you will only find one shade, red. Live, die, and breathe by the fingertips you lay so gingerly on your mouse. There are consequences here, unforeseen, and often heinous in comparison to other more reticent entertainment venues, eagerly welcoming every stray consumer who waltzes by.

As a castaway from previous venues, with a long, rich history in leadership, I have been most pleased, with the immersion level, depth, intricacy, and scope of this game. May my foes tremble in rage that I bear down upon them without relent, never wavering in my resolve to dispense justice with extreme prejudice, in an environment where crimes need not go unpunished.

Welcome to hell, soldier. Now light that cigar, because you won't get a chance to listen for the singing over the sound of your ship's hull bursting apart.