Bad Guys / BADGUYS

TO THOSE WHO STILL CLING TO HOPE.

Abandon it.

The age of heroes is over.

Their monuments will crumble into dust.

Their noble causes will be forgotten.

Their blood will stain the vacuum of space.

This is inevitable.

We have decided it.

We are the BADGUYS.

Do not mistake us for ordinary criminals.

Ordinary criminals rob cargo.

We rob dreams.

Sometimes cargo also.

The galaxy whispers our name in fear.

Mostly because we keep shouting it over open comms.

The righteous call us monsters.

The law calls us fugitives.

The insurance companies call us “an ongoing financial concern.”

We answer to none of them.

Except occasionally the insurance companies.

Their hold music is surprisingly sinister.

Mercy is a disease.

Compassion is a weakness.

Parking regulations are suggestions.

The stars themselves shall blacken beneath our terrible purpose.

We have not yet decided what that purpose is.

But when we do…

There will be paperwork.

Our enemies believe they can stop us.

They cannot.

Mostly because they cannot find us.

Mostly because we forgot where we parked.

No prison can hold us.

Mainly because we have developed a strong emotional resistance to incarceration.

The universe will kneel before the BADGUYS.

Or it will continue standing.

Either way, it will know we were here.

If your soul is as dark as an abandoned cargo hold…

If your heart is colder than the empty void…

If your decision-making process has been described by medical professionals as “concerning…”

Then your destiny awaits.

Join us.

Become feared.

Become infamous.

Become somebody else’s problem.

Become…

BADGUYS.

Evil never sleeps.

It also rarely reads the mission briefing.