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Ayrine Elenthiel
Minmatar
Jericho Fraction
The Star Fraction
Posted - 2011.02.18 02:54:00 - [271]
 

"You haven't changed at all, have you?"

Ayrine smirked at those words. She was lounging in her favourite chair of her quarters on board her current ship. While the ship was undergoing routine maintenance, she was left with nothing to do, so she had opted to call a few old friends. Shahira stared at her with those cold eyes of hers that she seemed to reserve for any discussion with Ayrine.

"Of course I haven't, why would I?" she replied with a playful smirk and took a sip from her glass.

"Oh you know, the usual reasons. Not being a criminal? Not being a nuisance? Not being involved in complete chaos?" Shahira shot back.

The Minmatar pilot grinned at the violent retort from Shahira. Of course, the Amarrian woman had always had a problem with Ayrine in the first place. Specifically since she had joined Star Fraction. But Ayrine really only enjoyed talking to Shahira because it infuriated her so much. It was an amusing pastime.

"I enjoy where I am." she just replied with a chuckle.

"That bunch of amateurs!"

But that was where Ayrine cut her off. She took many things jovially, but not something like this.

"Listen...we may not be a huge entity. We may not have the numbers of others. There are many things we can't do, simply because of the way we do things, but do not ever, ever think we are amateurs. There's more people in this universe who thought they could laugh us off, and they were proven wrong. Here is where I can make a difference, even if I do not have to bow to some greedy, corporate entity. Here is where I can do something more than just lounge about all day, or prey on little newcomers to the game in unprotected shipping lanes."

She smirked again, leaning back, relaxing once more.

"Think of it what you will, but do not ever make the mistake of thinking us amateurs or incapable of inflicting damage. Bigger parties than you have swallowed those words."

They resumed their conversation. Not for long, as Ayrine no longer was in the mood, but the smile remained and the Minmatar smiled quietly as she eventually stood up and headed towards the bridge to check on the maintenance progress.

The smile that came from knowing what she fought for. Knowing why she was where she was.

And knowing she could make a difference.

Evet Morrel
Gallente
Jericho Fraction
The Star Fraction
Posted - 2011.02.18 09:52:00 - [272]
 


Skogen Gump
The Star Fraction
Posted - 2011.02.18 14:23:00 - [273]
 

"The sin of silence when they should protest makes cowards of men."

Join the Star Fraction, unleash your voice and banish your cowardice.

Arnaud Lefevre
Posted - 2011.02.18 14:54:00 - [274]
 

Edited by: Arnaud Lefevre on 18/02/2011 14:53:48
[ 2011.02.09 19:13:20 ] Prince Ragoczy > how does an alliance like SF **** off the null sec alliances for five years
[ 2011.02.09 19:14:32 ] Arnaud Lefevre > day at a time I suppose



Jasmine Constantine
Gallente
Jericho Fraction
The Star Fraction
Posted - 2011.02.18 19:21:00 - [275]
 


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Nationalist leader of the Caldari Loyalist Kimotoro Directive Alliance.

Subject Termination: Nikolai Nuvolari

In the small hours of the morning in Oimmo system, Star Fraction scouts reported a build up of Nationalist forces in a patrol-period that usually marked our point of lowest operational awareness and limited fleet power. Nikolai Nuvolari was reported in command of an Armageddon class Battleship with at least half a dozen wingmen with past combat participation and a predominately EW bias with a squadron of Blackbirds and Arbitrators.

I scored first blood myself destroying the Rupture Class cruiser of CAIN Spokesperson Svetlana Scarlet with a hail of tech2 railgun slugs from my Megathron the “JFS Coquette” and executing the nationalist demagogue in her capsule moments later for an agreeable opening to the skirmish.

As expected the Nationalists took time to re-assess the engagement and I pulled out of system to allow SF “insanity tactician” Atandros to camp their entire force in station by the reputation and capabilities of his Curse class Recon Cruiser. Five minutes passed, then ten, and it seemed that the opening blow might have been too harshly dealt for further participation from the Directive that evening but then – success! A single Blackbird Class cruiser was undocked from the Station to engage Atandros and draw his aggression as the first part of a fairly obvious Kimotoro trap.

No war is won without being willing to trigger the enemies cunning ploys so Atandros opened fire immediately and found himself fighting EW to suppress the Blackbird’s own systems as Kimotoro reinforcements began to enter the fight in staggered waves. The SF group received the go-signal and jumped into system with a counter ambush of our own and bloody slaughter was done upon the Nationalist Fleet. I slew a pair of Blackbirds myself while manoeuvring and the rest of our fleet destroyed a Ferox and scattered a pair of Arbitrators before the core of the Directive “ambush” arrived on the scene: Nikolai’s Armageddon as expected, backed up by an additional Ferox class battlecruiser.

All guns were turned on Nikolai’s vessel as his hull and then capsule were melted in a formal execution before we turned to the helplessly jammed and multiple-webbed Ferox to deliver a similar fate to its commander. The engagement had been swift and decisive. We’d lost nothing and destroyed a battleship, a pair of Cruisers and a Battlecruiser by the simple dint of walking boldly into a “trap”.

Later that evening our fleet caught TKI veteran Nobius Julius abroad and unescorted in a Scorpion class Battleship and completed a fine slaughter for the day.

Evet Morrel
Gallente
Jericho Fraction
The Star Fraction
Posted - 2011.02.19 09:20:00 - [276]
 

The only limitation we Fractioneers will accept to our personal sovereignty is self imposed; imposed by the need to be free, and for the love of freedom. All action is limited by rationality, to be efficient to its purpose, maximising productivity with the minimum of wasted effort or expense, and the Fractioneers are certainly not without purpose: the protection of our freedoms, the protection of the freedom to go where we will, and to engage in exchanges of all kinds with whomever we wish.

For us NRDS is an expression of our commitment to free space, to a profound respect for mutual external relationships between everyone, acting as the Archimedean point outside of any political objective, something upon which you can depend when dealings with us. In its strong form it is the free-space doctrine itself. However it is simply prudent, and while we wouldn't advance ethics as an argument in defence of ideology it is nonetheless the foundation of Justice.

Some will object that this is mere dogma, insisting that such liberties are a product of our political objectives, arguing that it is contingent and arbitrary, and therefore invalid. However the principle of reciprocal or mutual freedom is grounded in equity and fairness and when speak of freedom we are, have no doubt also speaking of justice.

Saul Dhampir
Caldari
Jericho Fraction
The Star Fraction
Posted - 2011.02.19 11:40:00 - [277]
 

Edited by: Saul Dhampir on 19/02/2011 11:40:30

I don't often comment here so I will keep it short. There are countless corps for the Capsuleer to join in the cluster. So why, one might ask should I consider Jericho Fraction (or another Star Fraction corporation)?

JF offers something a little different from the run of the mill. Not unique I am sure, but pretty rare.

At one end of the spectrum you can put add your weight to the many sprawling 0.0 alliances out there in the deep. Have been a Fleet Commander in one such Alliance before, with hundreds of ships to command I know how much fun this can be. But here is the thing. I was an FC. I got to play power games with whole star systems. But for those hundreds you are just a little cog in a machine. You’re just a number. Just another Drake.

At the other end of the spectrum is the small, close nit corporation. I have been there too. You know everyone, everyone counts. But often you while away the hours not really achieving anything beyond your own training goals.

There are of course many organizations that occupy that middle ground. Of PvP but still having every pilot make a difference. So again, JF is nothing too special in that regard.

But how many of those organizations have a point beyond blowing up the next ship? What are there goals? What are they trying to achieve? You may be saying to yourself, I’m quite happy with just blowing up the next ship. Well that’s fine, move along, your number and Drake are waiting for you in the next Alliance.

In JF/SF every campaign has a political objective, a set, measurable goal. Those politics are well documented and debated across Gal Net so I will leave you to investigate if you will. Or, come to the Star Fraction Public channel and talk to Free Captains.

JF offers you your PvP. It offers you a group of close nit pilots where everyone counts. But here, you fight for a reason, not just for the next kill.



Akemi Takahashi
Junkyard Gunners
Fatal Ascension
Posted - 2011.02.19 19:23:00 - [278]
 

Join today. Most fun i'v had in years

Vissious
Caldari
Jericho Fraction
The Star Fraction
Posted - 2011.02.19 20:29:00 - [279]
 

Joining Jericho Fraction will, in my estimation, cause two things to happen as you are formally declared as our newest Free Captain:

1)(Nearly) Everyone else will immediately hate you.
2) Everyone else will fear you.

And that's not an overstatement in the slightest; you will be scorned at by the ignorant for the "lolrp" as they so wittily describe it, sneered at by the mass of largely faceless NulSec corps for being apart of something so much smaller than them (and ergo "inneffectual", because only drakeblobs and hotdrops count nowadays!), and just generally shunned by the wider community. They'll just scratch their heads as they think "huh?" as you try to explain to them what the Fraction is about and what we aim to achieve.

But the fear is there too. Because against all the odds, and in spite of the nay-sayers and their efforts to suppress us, we achieve our goals time after time, often exceeding them. And I suppose it wouldn't get under people's skins so much if it weren't for the fact that more often than not those goals required to habutaly decimate the assets of entire corps with a single-minded focus that borders on the extreme. When the Fraction goes for someone or some entity, they will know it and they will feel it. And they will hate you for it.

You will make true enemies, who will pursue across the stars and around the cluster in an effort to execute you.

And you will make true friends, your fellow Free Captains, who will stand by your side until the bitter end.

We hope to offer all who join us a real sense of purpose and reason to Blow Stuff Up, and from a personal perspective all I can really say is that I have never, ever had so much fun (and also bum-squeekingly tense situations) in EvE since I started playing.

If this appeals to you, if you wish to join the ranks and get some seriously interesting "personal -10's" from people you've never even met before along with some truly awesome fellow pilots, then there is a banner, and it is clicky, and it will bring you to us.

We'll be waiting ;)

Biife Stuhe
Jericho Fraction
The Star Fraction
Posted - 2011.02.20 00:20:00 - [280]
 

To Live is To Resist.
Join the Revolution.

Akemi Takahashi
Junkyard Gunners
Fatal Ascension
Posted - 2011.02.20 01:37:00 - [281]
 

Join now! Or i send in the Sea monkeys

Tristar777
Gallente
Jericho Fraction
The Star Fraction
Posted - 2011.02.20 01:44:00 - [282]
 

Joining the Jericho Fraction has been for me a great honor. The team members have a close bond with one another. In battle we act as one to multiply our strength agains greater numbers. I encourage any who want to fight the good fight for a worthy cause join us.

Ayrine Elenthiel
Minmatar
Jericho Fraction
The Star Fraction
Posted - 2011.02.20 03:30:00 - [283]
 

"why did you do it?"

The Minmatar sighed. For the love of all that was immortal, how often did she need to answer that question. She just wanted a nice little drink in the bar here in Kamela, but nooo.

"Why did I do what?" she asked, casually, sipping from her drink. She knew the answer to that. The look of the other capsuleer was one she recognized a mile away.

"Join that band of terrorists and nuisances?" the pilot shot back, glaring at her.

The small, slight girl, seemingly barely out of her teens turned to look at the man, much taller than her and smiled a broad, amused smile.

"Because I love seeing you react, just as you do now. I love seeing everyone think themselves superior, but unable to fathom even the slightest bit why we prevail when others don't. I love the hatred in your eyes, the sneer and the arrogant snarls that you shoot me, thinking you are better. I love to see them because I imagine them being wiped off your face when I disintegrate your little pod with my fellow "terrorists"."

She took another sip from her drink and smiled, tilting ehr head to the side.

"I enjoy causing so much hatred, misery and arrogance, because, the hatred feeds me, the misery strengthens me and the arrogance is wiped away when realization strikes that there -is- a reason they call it "terror"."

Evet Morrel
Gallente
Jericho Fraction
The Star Fraction
Posted - 2011.02.20 09:14:00 - [284]
 

Edited by: Evet Morrel on 20/02/2011 10:57:28

When first in SF I was in a Mini terrorist corporation, a cool corp I was proud to be a part of, while we were there I learnt that to prevail was all about turning our weaknesses into political and tactical strengths by pursuing an offsetting strategy of high-profile violence and of fighting a war of attrition, a real eduction into the black arts of hot drops, recons and fly-bys given by the deadliest in the cluster; but also of propaganda of poster design and writing - things I had never done before, but this was Eve, not just escapism (although there was still loads of pew pew and victories a plenty in space), but also a exploration of new stuff in short Eve at its very best!

Before that I had thought seriously of becoming a pirate, for all that good pew pew, it even embodied some of the same expression of freedom, but it was also isolating, it would mean I couldn't really be contributing to something greater. While the pirate certainly exposes governments' failure to provide security, and perhaps furnishes a continuous proof of a defiant alternative, it also fails to raise a revolutionary spirit. While pirates are at the centre of their own story they've become an effect, and my goal was to become the cause of something more radical, more dangerous, and because we're organised even more hated by those who prop up the status quo, or at least to contribute to such a cause. So when my Mini terrorist brothers and sisters decided to go I chose to stay - and I've never regretted it.

Arnaud Lefevre
Posted - 2011.02.20 15:58:00 - [285]
 

For successful recruits, Jericho Fraction offers a superb play environment in one of Eve OnlineFs defining roleplaying corporations. We provide a relaxed and mature player base, excellent logistics and operational support, a massive red-list of imperialist dogs waiting to be removed from their ships and a bright cause of revolutionary mayhem and anarchist liberation waiting to be achieved. Jericho Fraction pilots represent a broad cross section of experience levels in the game from 100m skillpoint veteran campaigners of the earliest wars in the cluster to bright-eyed bravos seeking their fame from the helm of their first cruisers and battleships. We are a corporate meritocracy with no restrictions on ambition and achievement and on completion of the trial period you will be invited to play a full role in alliance democracy and decision-making at the open councils of owner-captains.

So, you fancy yourself a revolutionary free captain in the making? Please make a new topic on the SF membership inquiries forum ( LINK ) with ([JERIC] CHARACTER NAME) in the title. Be sure to copy/paste the Check List with answers into the body of your application and include whatever other supporting information about your character and player experience and aspirations you can think of.

After making the formal written application please join and look for our recruiters in the {Star Fraction Public- channel in-game.


Akemi Takahashi
Junkyard Gunners
Fatal Ascension
Posted - 2011.02.20 17:12:00 - [286]
 

Our cool doesnt just go to 11. It goes to Sexy

Ayrine Elenthiel
Minmatar
Jericho Fraction
The Star Fraction
Posted - 2011.02.20 18:20:00 - [287]
 

"Updating..."

the Computers voice chirped calmly as Ayrine downloaded the latest Navigation information from Chip, and then sent the small ship into Warp.

She was getting ready for another quick strike. Another day, another fast attack. No big fleets here, just a small band of people who trusted each other and who knew what they did.

"In position." the thought turned to words transmitted through the com system as she saw the large Widow looming over her and she killed her engines, waiting.

On the prowl again. With so many different kinds of people, so many different personalities and so many different backgrounds, it sometimes amazed the Minmatar that they got things as organized as they did. And regardless what others screamed at them, insults and more, she knew there was method to the Madness of Star Fraction.

Besides, Madness could be fun!

"Execute!" she heard the order and triggered the Jump. Time to do some damage.

Vissious
Caldari
Jericho Fraction
The Star Fraction
Posted - 2011.02.20 21:11:00 - [288]
 

"Viss, with all due respect, I think you're an idiot who's going to die, horribly. Probably more than once."

Krar Irwo did not look up from the datapad as he said this, preferring not to meet the stare of the trimly dressed Caldari who had handed it to him. Instead, he traced a line down the screen with his finger, reading the resignation letter with the typical Brutor mix of intensity and barely-concealed anger. Finaly, he stabbed the pad with the point of his index and casually tossed it back to Vissious, who caught it, powered it down and slipped it into the inside pocket of his jacket in a flurry of precise, jutting movements, his focus never leaving the agents face once. There was a pause as Krar hesitated, carefully picking his words, wondering how far he could push a capsuleer.

"Officially you are welcome back here whenever you like, your standings with the Brutor Tribe will not be affected and it goes without saying that you have, over the year and half you have been working for us, performed some great deeds on behalf of the Elders."

At this, Vissious raised an eyebrow. It was the longest sentence Krar had ever uttered to him, and with noticeably fewer proffanities.

"....I mean, you killed a metric freck-ton of pirates, man. And you made a killing from it, too. But what, now you're joining them!? And not just any old outfit, but the worst of the bunch..."

Aaaah, there we go, thought Vissious. To the heart of it, now. He'll not keep his cool much longer.

"...I mean, Freck, they don't even make any profit! They let people they've never met before shoot them first! And when they DO decide on who to shoot first, it's not the low-hanging fruit of some Care Bear corp, it's the Gorram hornets nest of the nearest Nul-sec behemoth! They are insane, Vissious, and I thought you'd be smarter than to get caught up in all that crap-tank propaganda about revolutions and 'Free Captains' and...christ, what does that even mean, anyway? They're all Crash-add-"

At which point Vissious speared the conversation in a clipped, harsh tone.

"Sixteen-thousand, three-hundred and seventy-eight.", he said, evenly but forcefully. Krar juddered to a halt, looked up at Vissious fully for the first time, and struggled to comprehend.

"...whut?"

Vissious closed his eyes and breathed in, deeply.

"Sixteen-thousand, three-hundred and seventy-eight. That is how many men, women and possibly children I have killed in the service of Agents such as yourself since I became a Capsuleer. Sixteen-thousand, three-hundred and seventy-eight whom, unlike myself, can never come back now that they have gone. I would like to think that they were all pirates, monsters to the last, but it is difficult to fool oneself when you have absorbed a thousand years worth of knowledge. And it has come to my attention that they have died largely in vain."

Krar tried to speak out, but Vissious waved him off.

"I've been tackling the symptom, and not the cause. Their will always be pirates whilst the Empires and the Nul-Blocs exist, because they are the ones who decide where it may be safe and for whom it may be safe for. And though they think themselves to be massive, they are, in comparison to the Cluster itself, quite small. And in the vast gaps that lie between them, good people fall through the cracks and into the void. It follows, then, that we must change the way this Cluster works if we truly want to make it safe and free for all, and that starts with tearing down some old walls to make room for something better. Those walls were built to keep us safe, but they've become a prison for us all, and it's time we realised that and address the issue calmly and rationaly. Which isn't going to happen anytime soon. So until then, I'm going to blow up an awful lot of very expensive assets that most certainly do not belong to me. And then maybe you'll listen."

He opened his eyes and pinned Krar with his stare.

"I am a Free Captain. Free to make a difference."

Ayrine Elenthiel
Minmatar
Jericho Fraction
The Star Fraction
Posted - 2011.02.21 03:34:00 - [289]
 

Darkness...

The first sensation to flood through her mind when entering the capsule and hanging suspended in the gel that sustains her for most of her life inside the ship. She opens her eyes after a while, peering into the flourescent images ahead, the controls of the ship.

Once again, she readies herself for battle. Once again, she readies herself for death or victory.

She knew that many of her fellow capsuleers had eventually grown tired of this, even with the sheer power at their fingertips, the power to destroy, they couldn't stand the constant dying, the constant warfare.

Not her.

But then again, she had a goal. She had a cause worth fighting for. That's what made her different. That's what made every Free Captain different.

The massive Panther slowly distanced itself from the docking clamps and headed towards the exit of the space station. Ayrine took control of the ship as it sailed out into space to join the gang.

She smiled when the familiar voices of her Corp filled her ears over the com.

She was home.

Yskari
Jericho Fraction
The Star Fraction
Posted - 2011.02.21 06:11:00 - [290]
 

Edited by: Yskari on 21/02/2011 06:42:19
Welcome Home.

Equally Glad to have you along! There is always a place among the stars for friends of the Fraction, old or new.

To the next encounter we fly.

Evet Morrel
Gallente
Jericho Fraction
The Star Fraction
Posted - 2011.02.21 13:02:00 - [291]
 

Edited by: Evet Morrel on 22/02/2011 15:50:28

I see Vissious enter the bar. I smile coquettishly at the constable, a smile that's hard to maintain under the circumstances. I get down from the bar stool, turn a little, while retaining eye contact, slowly smooth the creases from the sharp little number I'm wearing, giving the red faced constable my profile north and south. I walk over to the mens' and enter. I hear the constable follow,

"Stop you can't go in there"

"I'll go where ever I please", I mutter under my breath. Two moulded cubicles adjacent and the sink opposite the door. No urinal of course this was the Amatar mandate. I smile to myself. The Amatar make prissy into a categorical imperative - I am ashamed therefore I am. The guard enters, I can see him over my shoulder in the mirror above the sink.

"I have reason to believe your carrying a concealed weapon"

"oh constable really, how could I in this little bitty dress?"

"Miss I will have to search you, or perhaps you'd rather come to station on a charge of public indecency?"

I shake my head, my eyes widen and I bite my lip, simulating a little fear to get him in the mood. "Uh, no, please sir."

"Then assume the position Gallentee, spread you legs, place your hands on the sink, close your eyes and shut up."

A picture of the three monkeys comes to me: see no evil, hear no evil and speak no evil - whatever these Amatar people might think of a Gallentee girl like me this wouldn't happen at home, not that I'm a jingoist or anything, nothing could be less true, but nevertheless, this couldn't happen not without a film crew and a stuck up starlet netting six figures and a cut of distribution.

"This is going to hurt you better not cry out" and then he grabbed me by the hair. Ok it was time I can feel a draft and hear unbuckling, then he yanks my hair, that's aggression in my book.

"Frecking hell" and I simultaneously twist a little driving my elbow back and up, my other hand remaining on the sink. The strike handed all right, I couldn't really miss the cricoid cartilage sitting just inferior to the horns of the thyroid cartilage. I finish with palm punch to the nose. He'll not be speaking much evil after that, not without some pretty radical micro surgery, and only if he doesn't choke or aspirate on all that blood pouring down his throat and chin. He made guttural gurgle that sounded like it might have been "sorry", he looked pathetic sitting there all covered in blood with legs like a plucked chicken.

"Ok honey I guess we're even, and now you know how you've got to be gentle, don't you?"

I reached into his inside pocket lifting the security key card, my contribution to the mission.

"ok darling, I think I must have bumped your head haven't I", he nods weakly.

"Well I suppose you're a law man, so I better help you up, is that ok?" he nods again. I put my hands into his arm pits as though I'm about to lift and grip real hard.

"You could loose a couple of pounds honey" I keep up the pressure to the subclavian artery there until he loses consciousness. I then with some effort sit him in a cubicle. I take out some fishing line and tie it to the latch and re-close the door. I pull on the line to lock it from the outside. No one would come even with all those grunts and bangs, hear no evil, just as no one came to help the young Gallentee, see no evil. I guess she had it coming, hey - she probably enjoys a bit of rough; they make me want to spit. I'll give it a minute, it would have taken him a minute or so. Then I think of mom and cry a little - she's always there when I need to look blotchy and tear stained. So I walk out a little wobbly, as I palm Vissious the security key card, as I reach out for the bar as though for support, and I'm out of the bar but not before I hear the barkeep say in a loud whisper, “Tart!”.

Ayrine smirks "Nice dress, fancy a ride home in my new Panther."

Jade Constantine
Gallente
Jericho Fraction
The Star Fraction
Posted - 2011.02.21 13:05:00 - [292]
 

"War is like any other bad relationship. Of course you want out, but at what price? And perhaps more importantly, once you get out, will you be any better off?"
- Quellcrist Falconer"


Akemi Takahashi
Junkyard Gunners
Fatal Ascension
Posted - 2011.02.21 15:04:00 - [293]
 

Dont be a member of a corp. Be a member of a family. Join Jericho Fraction

Biife Stuhe
Jericho Fraction
The Star Fraction
Posted - 2011.02.21 18:19:00 - [294]
 

Beware of Idiots posing as Kings.
Join the Revolution.

Join the Fraction.

Saul Dhampir
Caldari
Jericho Fraction
The Star Fraction
Posted - 2011.02.21 21:27:00 - [295]
 

For bitter old vets…

Anyone remember this?

Better still, anyone remember the things that led up to it? Individual heroes flying Crows that spat Cruise Missiles, and sprawling mine fields on gates in the deepest wild space? Do you ever wonder what actually happened to Ragnar’s Hat?

Do you sit there now and wonder what ever happened to the glory days of the past, the early years of the Capsuleer Age?

There are not many of you left, and there are very few corporations from that era that have survived to this day. PIE would be one, Tyrel Corp another, or Mom & Pops Ammo Shoppe.

Another one is the Jericho Fraction. And as it core are some of those same old heroes with the same unbreakable ideals.

That age is not dead. It is still alive and well, and atomizing Imperialist dogs with the same hi-octane vitriocity.

It’s called the Jericho Fraction, and it is waiting for you to renew your past glories.


Lorna Doone
Hell's Cheerleaders
Posted - 2011.02.21 22:02:00 - [296]
 

Originally by: Saul Dhampir
For bitter old vets…

Anyone remember this?
Oh yeah. Jade and Halseth made CAOD interesting for the first and probably only time.

Which brings me neatly to my point - in all of Eve's history I've never known a corp get up so many people's noses and do it with such panache as JF. My interest in Eve may have waned to the point where I spend more time unsubscribed than I do subscribed, but it's always interesting to catch up on JF's own particular brand of mayhem Smile

Yskari
Jericho Fraction
The Star Fraction
Posted - 2011.02.22 00:03:00 - [297]
 

Edited by: Yskari on 22/02/2011 00:04:15
'Ah, the old wars, a few years ahead of me obtaining my Pilot License, very important in the shaping of what currently is the cluster, and the remnants of that era, the experienced, highly skilled pilots, captains, alliance CEO's.

Nonetheless, it is not them who are fighting this fight, not anymore', Yskari thought, tossing the datapad on the table after reading the stories about the Great Northern War.
She picked up her glass and emptied it in one go before pouring a new shot into it.

The datapad flickered and Yskari reached an arm for it, pressing a finger onto the screen, suddenly voices came through a static buzz:'Execute!'. Yskari had resigned herself from duty that night. Heavy drinking hardly went together with flying her ships that she bought with hard earned ISK. 'Screw it, let the Fraction have their fun, let them kill the regressive imperialists with the expensive 'toys' in their illusions of so-called safety that they call the solarsystems they laid claim on'

Yskari slammed the next shot down, her throat burning with the liquid, she did not know what it was, probably some Minmatar backyard brewery, she shook her head. As if it would help making the burning feeling in her throat go away. 'Let my fellow freecaptains complete this job without me', her eyes teary from the sense of fire in her throat:'It will be safer for everyone, I'm in no state to follow concise orders anyway'.

The small civire lady stood up from her chair, picking up the datapad, shutting off the voices still going on wildly, reporting hostiles and their situations. One hand in the pocket of her white cargopants, the other wrapped firmly around the datapad, Yskari made her way from the restaurant to her hangar. As soon as she reached the hangar, Yskari laid her hands on the fingerprint scanner, and proceeded through the door as it opened.

The door closed behind her, and she let herself fall against it and sunk to the floor, her arms laid on her knees, and her head hung down so far it hid her face in shadows.

'As far as technologies went, being an immortal being, a fighting machine, a revolutionary with endless possibilities... It sucks that time has stood still since the northern wars' Yskari thought to herself:'Drinking will still influence your decisions, your abilities and capabilities', before she fell asleep.

She woke up on the cold floors of her hangar, to a new dawn of fighting for the cause. All groggy Yskari stood up, grabbing the Datapad which had slipped her grasp. 'Right, and now for it again, there have been hardly any kills registered to your name' Yskari swore profoundly as her eyes sweeped over the screen on the Datapad:'Let's make these bastards know that my name is just as important, just as dangerous as any other pilot of the Fraction!'.

Blaqsunshine
Minmatar
Jericho Fraction
The Star Fraction
Posted - 2011.02.22 13:57:00 - [298]
 

"Accept the challenges so that you can feel the exhilaration of victory." ~General George Patton


Join the Revolution!

Akemi Takahashi
Junkyard Gunners
Fatal Ascension
Posted - 2011.02.22 14:02:00 - [299]
 

Edited by: Akemi Takahashi on 22/02/2011 14:02:26
We got skills to thrill

Arnaud Lefevre
Posted - 2011.02.22 15:35:00 - [300]
 

"A man can't ride your back unless it's bent."
- Martin Luther King, Jr


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