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Born to fly, passionate about explosions, a steady hand that soaks in the true feeling after a kill: recoil.

History Manifesto Charter

History

Be born, breathe, roam around aimlessly. Considered to fight dragons, made peace with the fact dragons were underwhelming. Saved a maiden, rejected her because of her bad attitude. Adopted a direwolf and named him Harry, released it because he was humping the legs of our enemies. Found a cat, adopted it, got itself killed chasing our laser pointers. Got a ping, it was red. Felt a need to start blasting.

When we feel, we feel recoil. One of us brought a toy gun. He didn’t feel any recoil. We gave him a better gun.

Also, some of us lick their ships, we aren’t sure why, but they are great pilots so we let them. No iron deficiency, that is for sure. Fairly sufficient in lootgoblins, could always use more – the lootgoblins

Manifesto

Blackwing members are motivated to explore the verse, adopt little blackwings lost in chat. We hunt events, progress the factions in the game and are building towards a powerhouse that shall be reckoned with. Once we arrive, neckbeards flee and ree.

Charter

Our rules are our own. Yet we have guidelines to filter out the meek.

  • We are building a fleet, not a daycare
  • We are not responsible for earning you money
  • We shall not bow down to those that oppose free speech
  • The only trigger, is the one on your weapons.

Also deeply passionate to remind the Croissants and Sausages to stop speaking wiener and creme fresh in chat. You shall be praised to hold the line. Praise be.