Daft C [DAFTC] - Organizations - Roberts Space Industries

History

How We Accidentally Started a Cult

Like all terrible ideas, DaftC didn’t start with a plan. It started with a bunch of us playing Squad and Destiny 2, where teamwork was a suggestion, and victory was usually an accident. Over time, we gathered a ragtag mix of players still convinced they’re invincible to others old enough to regret their life choices, bonded by a shared love of games, poor decision-making, and the inability to focus on one thing for more than five minutes.

The name?

That’s a tale of booze, bad timing, and divine intervention. One fateful night, a key member of our Discord got spectacularly drunk and, in an act of cosmic significance, ejected his libations onto the floor. It was then, in that moment of awe and horror, that we received a revelation. Someone, voice thick with enlightenment (and probably alcohol), declared: We follow the one they call The Daft C***.* And so, a legend was born. Whether The Daft C**t is a guiding force, a cautionary tale, or just a fever dream of our collective insanity, we may never know. But we remain faithful in our devotion.

Fast forward, and Star Citizen became our next obsession—until the next shiny thing comes along. We officially planted our flag in the ‘verse, ready to carve out our own brand of barely-functional spacefaring. With a perfect balance of hyperfocus, tactical disasters, and the occasional “oh look, a rock,” we set out to make our mark. We aren’t the biggest, the richest, or the most competent. But we are here, and we will infodump about it whether you asked or not.

Manifesto

At DaftC, we don’t believe in fitting in. We don’t believe in pretending to be anything we’re not. We believe in being exactly who we are—chaotic, unpredictable, and sometimes, a little bit broken. We don’t just play the game; we make it our own, even if it means faceplanting into disaster along the way.

We’re not here to be the biggest or the best; we’re here to have fun, make things awkward, and occasionally ruin someone’s day in the most spectacular way possible. Whether you’re hauling cargo, dogfighting, or just trying to figure out how to open the door to your ship without breaking everything, DaftC welcomes you. If you’re ready to embrace the chaos, forget your focus (or lose it entirely), and make some questionable decisions, you’ve found your home.

Our beliefs

Be who you are – No pretenses, no filters. Just a bunch of weirdos trying to make it in space.
Chaos is a strategy – We don’t always follow the plan. In fact, we often don’t follow the plan. But hey, it’s the journey that counts, right?
Everyone’s got a role – Whether you’re the ace pilot, the cargo runner, or the guy who just makes everything worse, you’re important. (Even if we have to carry you to victory.)
We follow the Daft C**t – Our deity is ever-present, guiding us through space with divine inefficiency. Whether The Daft C***t is watching over us or just laughing at our mistakes, we remain devoted to the chaos it inspires.
If the mission’s too good to be true… – It probably is. But we’re still doing it. Criminal activities? Sure, why not?
If you can’t laugh at yourself, we’ll do it for you – We don’t take ourselves seriously. If you do, well, this might not be the place for you.

Why join DaftC?

You’re politically incorrect and have a taste for disaster and adventure.
You like space but don’t take it too seriously.
You’ve ever been tempted by the idea of drugging someone with morphine just to watch them stumble around.
You believe in The Daft C**t then this is your place. Join us in our chaotic devotion to The Daft C***t — because clearly, you understand the true path to spacefaring enlightenment.

Charter

Our esteemed leaders have summoned a conclave to put into writing the foundation of our Faith. Please come back soon to learn more about our community.