The dark armada
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THIS IS THE VOICE OF MYSTERON...
DEATH AND GLORY AWAITS YOU IN THE VOID
JOIN US NOW AND RISE IN DARKNESS!
DEATH AND GLORY AWAITS YOU IN THE VOID
JOIN US NOW AND RISE IN DARKNESS!
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NO CATS!
A dark figure sat alone at a grimy table in the bar of a rundown mining outpost. Traders, drunks and the occasional pirate drifted in an out of the malodorous dive. The figure wore a dark hood and cloak.
A slightly inebriated female walked into the bar and meandered over to a stool. The dark figure didn’t look over but listened to her slurred ramblings. He heard a strange feline yelp followed by a yell from the woman.
A big sweaty bar man who looked much too slimy to be serving consumables of any kind was suffering from a sneezing fit. He shouted at the woman between sneezes.
“Get that goddamned creature outta here! Didn't ya see the sign, no cats!”
“You leave Mr Snugglechum alone you big nasty bum!” she yelled back across the bar.
“Why you…” mumbled the man as he reached under the bar.
The man pulled out a triple barrelled shot cannon and aimed the alarmingly large weapon directly at the white cat in the woman’s arms.
She screamed and threw her drink in his face while it was still in the glass. It hit him square between the eyes. The man staggered back yelling out, he emitted a gigantic sneeze and inadvertently fired off all three shots at once from his cannon.
Fortunately the shot missed the woman and instead blew a slave-bot to pieces. The rest of the clientele dove reluctantly to the unwashed floor. The cat launched itself at the big wobbling barman. The man roared in pain as its sharp claws scraped a pattern of scars across his bulging cheeks.
“You show him Mr. Snuggles!” screamed the woman.
The barman managed to grab the cat and tore it painfully from his face. He hurled the white feline across the bar, cocked the cannon and pulled the trigger. The shot hit the table on which the cat had landed and shattered it. The shockwave sent the cat flying to the floor where it lay unconscious. The man walked out from behind the bar for another shot but the woman screamed and jumped onto his back, pounding away. The pair ploughed into several customers and in seconds a full scale brawl had triggered.
The bar man bounced his back against a wall and snarled with glee as the woman slumped to the floor. “I hate cats!” he grunted down at her. The man felt a tap on his shoulder and turned to see the hooded figure standing before him.
“I hate people who hate cats…” said the dark voice, he took the barman by his neck and threw him back over the bar.
The hooded man waded through the raging battle and gently picked up the half dead cat.
“Do not fear my little friend, I know a man with a talent for genetic modification…”
Nine months after the unfortunate bar brawl, two figures strode down the dark passages of the outpost. The hooded man and his newly modified companion, Mr. Snugglechum, a two meter tall, angry as hell, felid wearing a striped poncho and packing double death cannons. They stopped at the entrance to the grimy space bar. On the wall next to the door was a rusty sign bearing the warning, “NO CATS”
Mr. Snuggles deployed his diamond tipped razor claws and ripped the sheet of metal from the wall. He kicked open the door, flung the sign across the floor and drew his cannons.
The piano playing slave-bot ceased and turned as the felid announced his presence.
“Wrath never dies!” purred Mr Snuggles and started shooting.
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ALD? Conda Fleet doctrine? ... well where can can sign?
Imperial Eagle x3, Imperial Cutter x1.... and a Federal Corvette
Greetings from the depths of darkness...
It is dark to here from you Lord Lucifer I hope the void finds you well... Events in the galaxy move so fast do they not, sometimes I feel like docking at some pleasure planet in a hidden nebula and disappearing for a few centuries...
The ex-federal corvette in our grand poster, was captured in one of our recent conflicts. The crew are now very happy with their new life as imperial slaves. The corvette now serves as a dark mobile disco and spa for the void rogues of The Dark Armada to let their hair down and rest their weary trigger fingers... Why not hop aboard with some of your Mercs and take advantage of some dark hospitality, free trigger finger massages for all...
Unfortunately there is still no sign of Mr. Snugglechum, save for a few rumours here and there whispered in dark corners of pirate dens and rogue bars.
May you rise in darkness...
Yours Darkly, Mysteron
It is dark to here from you Lord Lucifer I hope the void finds you well... Events in the galaxy move so fast do they not, sometimes I feel like docking at some pleasure planet in a hidden nebula and disappearing for a few centuries...
The ex-federal corvette in our grand poster, was captured in one of our recent conflicts. The crew are now very happy with their new life as imperial slaves. The corvette now serves as a dark mobile disco and spa for the void rogues of The Dark Armada to let their hair down and rest their weary trigger fingers... Why not hop aboard with some of your Mercs and take advantage of some dark hospitality, free trigger finger massages for all...
Unfortunately there is still no sign of Mr. Snugglechum, save for a few rumours here and there whispered in dark corners of pirate dens and rogue bars.
May you rise in darkness...
Yours Darkly, Mysteron
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OPERATION SHADOW STRIKE...
The Dark Armada sets forth on a joint Imperial operation named OPERATION SHADOW STRIKE against an enemy who both fought and defended well... Perhaps we shall meet them again in the darkness...
The Dark Armada sets forth on a joint Imperial operation named OPERATION SHADOW STRIKE against an enemy who both fought and defended well... Perhaps we shall meet them again in the darkness...
[video=youtube;VXtWRDDpI00]https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=VXtWRDDpI00&feature=youtu.be[/video]
Asked for an invite for the Dark Academy facebook group.
I wish to help our glorious Empress but I need training.
I have a FDL, Clipper and Courrier
I wish to help our glorious Empress but I need training.
I have a FDL, Clipper and Courrier
The Dark Academy is pleased to initiate you into its ranks... From there you will rise in darkness and become a void rogue of The Dark Armada....If you pass the Dark Trials...
Mysteron
Mysteron
The sacred vault of The Dark Armada is filled not with credits but with slaves. Dedicated to their dark masters and proud to serve the Empire. To our new void rogues we offer a mass slave drop to boost your own vaults and propel you to glory in the infinite void...
[video=youtube;z3-Y8fzMPG4]https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=z3-Y8fzMPG4[/video]
On this momentous day our first Dark Cadet completed the final trial and has graduated from The Dark Academy and become a full void rogue in the The Dark Aramda. He performed with excellence, power, daring and darkness... The fight at The Crater of Doom involved the Dark Cadet (DC) fighting two Dark Masters in Asps...
[video=youtube;JBFXKZ6mEW0]https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=JBFXKZ6mEW0[/video]
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Does that mean he makes it to the mating ritual? 
Standard slave drop service for all void rogues of The Dark Armada...
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Does that mean he makes it to the mating ritual?
Not as sexy as the dance of the slaves. I think it was the music
