Black Orbit Syndicate / BLORSY

In the Stanton system, nothing was cheap. Not fuel. Not ammunition. Not repairs. Even the air on ArcCorp felt like something you had to pay off in installments.

DeluxeSon and Bigounce knew that better than most.

They worked in the space where bounty hunting and mercenary work overlapped: tracking wanted criminals, escorting convoys, taking discreet contracts from people who didn’t ask questions * as long as the credits were good. Their ship, an aging Cutlass Black, carried more scars than fresh paint. Every mark told the story of a job that had barely gone right.

Lately, though, the numbers stopped adding up.

If this keeps going, we’ll be chasing parking-ticket criminals next, the last of their credits. Maintenance costs, landing fees, medical bills—everything kept rising. Only the jobs were getting more dangerous.

We need backup. More people. Bigger contracts.
Two freelancers with a half-legal reputation, underworld connections, and more enemies than friends?”

That was the problem.

Their past followed them everywhere. In earlier days, they had taken contracts too close to the line—or straight over it. Even though they tried to keep things cleaner now, the system didn’t forget. Security firms didn’t trust them, and honest freelancers kept their distance.

So they searched where desperation and opportunity met: in the bars of space stations, the shadowy corners of Grim HEX, and on poorly lit landing pads.
They didn’t sell hero stories. They sold honesty.
We don’t promise safety, Just fair pay, clear rules and we don’t leave our people behind.
People with their own baggage nothing clean, but real.
It took time. It was hard. Not every attempt worked.

But slowly, something started to grow: not a big company, not a polished organization but a crew. Held together not by contracts, but by the understanding that in the Stanton system, no one survives alone for long.
And somewhere between the stars, carrying old mistakes and new debts, they set a course for the next contract.
to form the (Black Orbit Syndicate)