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Sons of Pyro / SPYR
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Piracy
The Sons of Pyro are born from the ashes of lawlessness, forged in the crucible of fire and survival. We are not children of comfort or heirs to corporate thrones — we are the forgotten, the discarded, the ones who found strength in Pyro’s flames. What Stanton calls “order,” we see as chains.
History
The Sons of Pyro trace their origins to the lawless frontier of the Pyro system. Since the fall of Pyrotechnic Amalgamated in the 26th century and the collapse of Pyro I’s terraforming effort, the system has been a haven for pirates, outcasts, and the forgotten. Generations raised in its chaos learned to survive in the ruins of abandoned corporate projects, where violence, fire, and shadow became daily truths.
From this crucible emerged Caius Veyl, a drifter known only to a few, hardened by Pyro’s ruins and silence. But Caius did not remain. In the crackling wreckage of derelicts and the whisper of flame, he claimed to hear a greater calling. Shedding his birth name, he became Slidelock — a name earned, not given. In every clash with corporate enforcers, his fervor consumed him, driving him to fight with such relentless abandon that he would run his weapon dry, slide locked back, smoking barrel leveled over the fallen. To his brothers and sisters, it was more than violence — it was devotion, a ritual of fire and fury against the dogs of tyranny.
Slidelock declared himself Prophet of the Flame, teaching that Pyro’s children were marked by fire, purified of weakness, and destined to spread liberation beyond their forsaken home. In time, his followers grew, gathering in forgotten stations and hollowed asteroids. They adopted fire as both symbol and sacrament, burning corporate insignias in ritual acts of defiance.
Their first crusade was not in Pyro but in Stanton, the gleaming corporate jewel of the UEE. Slidelock decreed that Stanton was the “false paradise,” where citizens lived chained to surveillance, blind to their own captivity. The comm arrays became sacred targets — “the Watchers in the Sky” — whose destruction was a rite of liberation. Each blackout, he taught, was a moment of truth where the people glimpsed freedom unobserved.
Today, the Sons of Pyro operate as both a movement and a cult, following Slidelock’s fiery sermons broadcast from hidden relays. To outsiders they are anarchists, terrorists, or zealots. But to their faithful, they are harbingers of a new dawn — a flame that will consume tyranny and light the path to freedom.
Manifesto
They abandoned us. When Pyrotechnic Amalgamated stripped Pyro of its promise and left the system to burn, we were cast into ruin. The corporations spoke of prosperity, yet their greed devoured all, leaving behind only fire and ash. Out of that fire, we endured. Out of that ash, we rose. We are the Sons of Pyro, children of the flame, bound not by chains but by defiance.
The empire tells you Stanton is paradise. They whisper that order is safety, that surveillance is protection. But paradise built on fear is a prison, and towers of steel in orbit are not guardians but wardens. The comm arrays that loom above Stanton’s skies do not serve the people — they serve the corporations, feeding them your every word, your every movement, your every secret.
We will not bow to overseers who watch us like cattle. We will not accept the chains of so-called order. In their blindness, they will know fear, and in their fear, the people will glimpse freedom. Each comm array we bring down is not destruction, but revelation — a moment when Stanton breathes unobserved, a moment when the people can see that their lives are not their own, but could be.
We do not strike for wealth, nor for fame, nor for fleeting glory. We strike because fire cannot be contained, because chains cannot hold forever. Pyro has taught us this truth: only in struggle do we endure, and only in fire is the false order consumed. The Sons of Pyro are not an army, but a flame spreading from one system to the next, growing brighter with each act of rebellion.
We are the Sons of Pyro. We are the flame that will burn away their lies. And from the ashes, freedom will rise.
— Prophet Slidelock
Charter
The Code of the Sons of Pyro
- We are the flame that refuses to be chained. We govern ourselves, not by decree, but by choice. Each Son of Pyro accepts these principles as the discipline required to live free:
- No Masters, No Chains
You answer to no overseer. Your choices are your own. Freedom is the birthright of all who walk among the stars.
- Respect the Flame in Others
Every soul carries their own fire. Honor it. Speak and act with the respect you would claim for yourself.
- Strength Through Discipline
Freedom is not chaos. To live without chains requires the strength to master oneself — to act with purpose, not impulse.
- Guardians of Choice
We do not dictate how others live. We only fight to ensure they may choose for themselves.
- No Exploitation, No Tyranny
To enslave, to oppress, or to exploit is to become the very enemy we oppose. A Son who preys on the weak betrays the flame.
- The Fire Unites Us
We may walk our own paths, but together our flames burn brighter. Disagreement is not division; respect holds us as one.
- Freedom Is Earned Daily
To remain free, we must remain vigilant. Liberty is not given — it must be claimed, defended, and lived with honor.
