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Black Dog is a roleplay group that focuses on piracy and smuggling. We seek our emergent gameplay through roleplay and pvp. We always hail first and shoot second; but we always take what’s ours.
We are roleplayers who enjoy pvp and follow a set of guidelines before initiating pvp.
Before the name Blackdog ever traveled through comms or appeared on hull plating, there was only Eli Vaskor.
Vaskor was not born into nobility, command, or corporate rank. He came up through disposable contracts — convoy escort, frontier suppression, retrieval jobs no one asked questions about afterward. His early career passed through:
- Outer Stanton escort work
- Pyro perimeter security for criminal syndicates
- And brief, undocumented contract service for a UEE-aligned security subsidiary that no longer exists
Every employer promised structure. Every one broke it.
Every contract ended the same way: profit for someone higher up, casualties for everyone below.
By 2953, Eli Vaskor stopped believing in banners.
He began believing only in survival through unity.
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The incident that created the Kennel Master never appeared in public records.
A multi-crew contract in Pyro collapsed when a corporate client rerouted payment mid-operation and left two strike teams stranded during extraction. What followed was silence, delay, and denied responsibility.
Five ships went in.
Two came out.
The survivors—including Vaskor—were written off as “acceptable losses.”
That was the moment Eli Vaskor killed the idea of loyalty to employers.
In the wreckage, the survivors didn’t flee individually—they formed a perimeter, shared oxygen, shared ammo, and carved a path out together.
That night, the first words were spoken that would become doctrine:
“No leash but our own.”
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In the burned shadow of Stanton and the lawless gravity of Pyro, Blackdog PMC was founded.
Not announced.
Not registered.
Not advertised.
It began with seven operators, one Carrack hull, and weapons pulled from wreckage.
Eli Vaskor took a different name that night:
Kennel Master.
Not as a symbol of dominance — but responsibility.
He established three rules that have never changed:
1. The Pack comes before the Contract.
2. The Chain exists to preserve life, not ego.
3. Anyone who leaves a Blackdog behind becomes the enemy.
The early months were brutal:
- Freight hijacks in Pyro just to survive
- Contract enforcement when payment failed
- Salvage of active warzones before authorities arrived
- Escort work for outlaws too fearful to move alone
They wore whatever armor they could steal.
Blackdog had no colors yet — only blood and smoke.
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The transformation from crew to organization happened during a prolonged series of boarding actions along Pyro’s industrial chains.
Fire consumed ships.
Hull plating melted.
Armor blackened.
After one particularly violent breach, the Pack noticed something:
Black armor, scorched into matte darkness.
And through it — the faint metallic copper of burnt alloys glowing beneath.
The visual stuck.
From that point on, Blackdog standardized its identity:
- Black for the void
- Burnt copper for survival through fire
The Ember Scheme was born — not as fashion, but as a badge of endurance.
Rank would not be declared with banners.
It would be worn in how much copper you earned.
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By the start of 2955, Blackdog was no longer a crew.
It was a network.
- Strike Wings were formalized
- Ground Packs began training together
- The Fang units were named and isolated for high-risk operations
- Packmasters were appointed from survivors, not favorites
- Hound Lords were elevated after proven command under catastrophic pressure
Kennel Master stepped back from day-to-day tactical command and assumed strategic control, guiding:
- Contract selection
- Inter-org relations
- Fleet doctrine
- Disciplinary authority
By now, the name Blackdog began to circulate:
- Among smugglers needing protection
- Among pirates needing discipline
- Among corporations quietly needing problems erased
Not feared yet.
But noticed.
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One year after its birth, Blackdog PMC stands as:
- A mercenary force
- A raider pack
- A fleet-capable strike organization
- And a sworn family of survivors
Kennel Master remains a distant figure.
Not absent — deliberate.
He does not posture.
He does not broadcast.
He does not speak unless the Pack must hear him.
His authority comes from the simple truth everyone inside Blackdog knows:
**The Chain has never broken.
The Pack has never been abandoned.**
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Blackdog is still young.
One year is nothing in the history of the stars.
But fires do not need centuries to spread.
Only oxygen.
And Blackdog was born in vacuum.
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No Leash But Our Own.
— Recorded by order of the Kennel Master, 2955
“Pack… listen well.”
You were not born into order.
None of us were.
Order is something carved out of betrayal, forged in fire, and earned in the dark.
Blackdog did not rise because someone granted us permission.
We rose because no one else would carry the weight.
We rose because the flags failed us, and the laws forgot us.
We are what remains when the galaxy breaks weaker men.
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We do not serve crowns.
Empires lie. Corporations rot. Governments consume their own.
The UEE promises stability, and delivers debt.
The syndicates promise freedom, and sell you chains.
Out there, every symbol is a leash.
But not here.
Not in Blackdog.
Here, the only thing above you is the sky you choose to hunt beneath.
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We believe in the Contract.
A promise paid for is a promise fulfilled.
If coin is offered, we fight.
If coin is cheated, we correct the error… violently.
Not heroes.
Not villains.
We are the inevitable outcome of someone else’s arrogance.
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We believe in the Chain.
Not as tyranny — but as survival.
The Chain holds the Pack together.
Those above you carry responsibility.
Those beside you carry risk.
Those below you carry potential.
Break the Chain, and the void eats us alive.
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We believe in the Pack.
A lone dog dies in the dark.
But a Pack?
A Pack carves its name into the bones of stars.
We extract our wounded.
We avenge our fallen.
We leave no Blackdog behind — not in fire, not in vacuum, not in the jaws of an empire.
Your armor may crack.
Your ship may burn.
But the Pack endures.
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We wear the Embers.
Black for the void we walk.
Burnt copper for the fires we’ve survived.
Every plate on your armor is a story.
Every ember is a scar earned by someone who stood where you stand now.
Remember that when you put it on.
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We are not clean.
We raid.
We board.
We take what is not guarded well enough.
But hear this:
We are predators, not monsters.
We do not kill for delight.
We do not torment for ego.
The galaxy is full of beasts without purpose.
Blackdog has purpose.
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Now hear me, all of you Pups, Hounds, Fangs, Packmasters, Hound Lords.
To join Blackdog is not to be special.
To remain in Blackdog is to become dangerous.
You will not be shielded by law.
You will be shielded by those who bleed beside you.
You will not be loved for what you own.
You will be respected for what you endure.
Stand your ground.
Hold the line.
Trust the Pack.
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We are mercenaries.
We are raiders.
We are the smoke before the fire.
We are the bite in the dark.
When Blackdog moves, the galaxy grows quiet.
When Blackdog hunts, contracts close.
When Blackdog is wronged, systems burn.
Remember this oath:
No leash but our own.
-The Kennel Master
# I. NAME & IDENTITY
Blackdog PMC is an independent private military contractor and raiding organization operating across UEE, Pyro, and frontier systems. We are a self-governed Pack bound by contract, chain of command, and shared survival.
Our colors are:
- Black — the void we walk.
- Burnt Copper — the embers we rise from.
These colors reflect discipline, unity, and the scars of battle.
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# II. PURPOSE & OPERATIONS Blackdog PMC acts as:1. A Mercenary Force Offering protection, escort, bounty work, force projection, search & destroy, and system disruption.
2. A Raider/Privateer Outfit Conducting boarding operations, asset recovery, strategic theft, and high-risk acquisitions.
3. A Multi-Role Strike Organization Coordinating air, ground, and multicrew engagements with precision discipline.
4. A Pack A family bound by loyalty, not by law or empire.
Blackdog chooses its own contracts.
We serve coin, advantage, and the survival of the Pack — not nations or thrones.
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# III. CORE DOCTRINE
### 1. The Contract
If we accept it, we complete it.
If we complete it, we are paid.
If we are not paid… consequences follow.
### 2. The Chain
The Chain of Command is final.
Orders flow downward; accountability flows upward.
### 3. The Pack
We do not abandon our own.
We extract, avenge, and protect Blackdog above all external interests.
### 4. Predators — Not Monsters
We take what we choose, but we do not destroy without purpose.
We raid with intention, not cruelty.
### 5. Strength Through Fire
Every scar is a lesson.
Every ember of copper on our armor represents survival.
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# IV. MEMBERSHIP & RANKS
### Pup (Recruit)
New blood in training. Learns doctrine, comms discipline, and Pack expectations.
### Hound (Full Member)
Trusted operator. May join raids, ops, escorts, and standard missions.
### Fang (Elite Operative)
Veteran asset. Leads small teams. Executes high-risk operations.
### Packmaster (Squad Leader)
Command role overseeing fireteams, wings, or strike elements.
### Hound Lord (High Command)
Strategic command. Manages divisions, doctrine, diplomacy, and disciplinary authority.
### Kennel Master (Org Leader)
Supreme authority of Blackdog PMC. Final word on contracts, operations, and doctrine.
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# V. CHAIN OF COMMAND
Blackdog’s Chain exists to ensure clarity during operations and order within the Pack.
Orders flow:
Kennel Master → Hound Lords → Packmasters → Fangs → Hounds → Pups
During active missions, the acting commander’s word is law.
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# VI. CONDUCT & EXPECTATIONS
### 1. Comms Discipline
Clear, concise, and respectful during operations.
Roleplay optional, but professionalism mandatory.
### 2. No Abandonment
We do not leave our own behind unless extraction is impossible.
### 3. No Unauthorized Engagements
Only raid or attack targets approved by mission command or contract lead.
### 4. No Internal Predation
Stealing from or sabotaging Pack members results in expulsion.
### 5. Representation
Wearing the Blackdog emblem or colors means you represent the Pack.
Your behavior reflects on all of us.
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# VII. FLEET & ARMOR REGULATION
### Universal Color Scheme
- Black base armor
- Burnt Copper accents (“Ember Scheme”)
Rank determines how much copper is worn — never other colors.
This creates unity and instant recognition in the field. (not currently applicable as not enough armor or colors in game)
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# VIII. CONTRACTS & PAYMENT
Blackdog accepts contracts voted on by command or chosen by the Kennel Master.
Payment distribution:
- Fair share for all participating ranks
- Hazard bonuses for Fangs and team leaders
- Command reserves used for org resources, ships, and logistics
Unpaid contracts are corrected with force.
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# IX. DISCIPLINARY ACTION
Infractions may result in:
1. Warning
2. Temporary demotion
3. Removal from operations
4. Expulsion from the Pack
5. Marking as a hostile target (worst-case)
Hound Lords and the Kennel Master hold final say.
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# X. ADMISSION & ADVANCEMENT
Joining Blackdog requires:
- Application approval
- Probation as a Pup
- Demonstration of loyalty, discipline, and skill
Advancement is based on:
- Conduct
- Operational performance
- Reliability
- Leadership capability
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# XI. MOTTO
“No Leash But Our Own.”
This is our oath, our creed, our warning.
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# XII. AMENDMENTS
Only the Kennel Master, with support from the Hound Lords, may amend this Charter.
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