Knights of Nii [NIIII]

Alliance: The 20 Minuters

CEO: …

Founded: June 28, 2010

Members: 44

Tax: 5%

<font size="12" color="#bfffffff"></font><font size="12" color="#ffffa600"><loc><a href="http://imgur.com/gallery/AZKBToR">http://imgur.com/gallery/AZKBToR</a></loc><br><br></font><font size="12" color="#bfffffff">The Knights of Nii are a casual group of people who are here to have fun. <br><br>We are active in most parts of Eve though our focus is wormhole space. You can often find us clearing space of interstellar debris.<br><br>Captain and general Nii God: </font><font size="12" color="#ffffa600"><a href="showinfo:1376//924583346">Geddonz</a><br></font><font size="12" color="#bfffffff">Acting CEO and general scapegoat: </font><font size="12" color="#ffffa600"><loc><a href="showinfo:1375//90386373">Lex Akely</a></loc><br><br><br></font><font size="12" color="#bfffffff"><b>About being a Knight of Nii:</b><br>Roger the Shrubber: Are you saying Ni to that old woman? <br>King Arthur: Um, yes. <br>Roger the Shrubber: Oh, what sad times are these when passing ruffians can say Ni at will to old ladies. There is a pestilence upon this land, nothing is sacred. Even those who arrange and design shrubberies are under considerable economic stress in this period in history. <br>King Arthur: Did you say shrubberies? <br>Roger the Shrubber: Yes, shrubberies are my trade. I am a shrubber. My name is Roger the Shrubber. I arrange, design, and sell shrubberies. <br><br><br>About being a part of <loc>The 20 Minuter Alliance</loc>:<br>Captain Darling: Excuse me, Sir <br>Lord Flasheart: Yes, yes, prat at the back. <br>Captain Darling: I'm sure we'd all like to know... Why are you called the Twenty Minuters? <br>Lieutenant George: Oh, Mr Thicko, fancy not knowing that! <br>Lord Flasheart: It's simple! The life expectancy of a new pilot is twenty minutes! <br>Captain Blackadder: Life *expectancy* of twenty minutes? <br>Lord Flasheart: That's right! Goggles on, chocks away, last one back's a homo! Hooray! <br>Captain Blackadder: So we take off in ten minutes, we're in the air for twenty minutes, so we should be dead by twenty to ten. <br>Lieutenant George: Hairy blighter, sir, this is a bit of a turn-up for the plus fours. </font>