Starting as a small time data courier, CMDR Paul Bendix worked himself up to a lowly bus driver, flying economy passengers. Only when a demanding General booked him and his Viper MK3,to ferry him round his battlefields and preferred brothels, and after about a hundred nerve wrecking short range Jumps, after which the poor ship was…
It seems that the new generation of pilots in the Federation are not as keen and as aware as those of us from the old days. Silly boys thinking they’re men, having experienced little combat. Meanwhile they’re playing hot-shot because they wear the badge. These kids are in it for the title, not because this…
So who am I? Well, I prefer to go by ‘Seph Iridan’ and that’s the name you’ll find on my pilot’s license. As a pilot, I consider myself independent, though I was born and raised Imperial. On occasion, I’ve flown missions for the Empire, Federation and… does the Alliance even offer missions to independents? Hmm….
WARNING! HAZARDOUS ENVIRONMENT. CATASTROPHIC SYSTEMS FAILURE. Log Entry #1: 23:48:52 GST | 3033-10-24 That message was the start of all of my problems. Bleia Eohn HR-C d89; a star system you’ve likely never even popped through on a run to Colonia, much less spent a month of your life trying desperately to get out of…
Registered CMDR: Haunted Registered Primary Vessel: Anaconda “S.S Stevenson” Full Name: Unknown Citizenship: Independant Date of Birth: March 15, 3285 Place of Birth: Khowahing In-Depth Personality: The story of Commander The_Haunted_1 (Locally known as Haunted) started in a small Federation mining colony situated on moon not more than 50 Light Years outside the Core Systems….
The third Canonnball run is coming up! I’m sure you all are just as excited as I am. I’ve been spending my free time going through code decryption handbooks and reading old mythology and astrology texts to prepare for Clarion-Z’s insane puzzles. However, it has recently come to my attention that I have bigger problems…
Jump. Scoop. Jump. Scoop. Cursing in between… That was how the last several hours had gone for Dutch Foster while attempting to catch up with the Gnosis. He was nearly there, just about a half hour out. The Pleiades was now clearly visible, the large blue and white stars in the cluster shining brightly through…
The people of the Canonn Confirmation Crew, and their ships: Jack Corban: Python “Iron Cockroach” Igamer: Asp Explorer Alyx Wander: Diamondback Explorer Edbop: Asp Explorer Igor2010: Anaconda 08/30/3302 Pleiades Sector AB-W b2-4, Moon 9 A We’ve found it….
“Special Delivery!” barked a tall workman pushing a cart loaded with transport boxes, glass clanging as he crossed the threshold into the galley. “Is that the sake?” yelled a hidden man from behind the bar. “No sir, this Lavian Brandy and Indi Bourbon” replied the workman. “DMehaffy’s going to kick my ass!” came a shout…
