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Doom Legion / DLX
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Bounty Hunting -
Piracy
Hunters, Raiders, Executioners… We are the shadow that looms over the galaxy. A renegade organization with no law but our own: profit and chaos.
History
But we are not slaves. We are not pawns in their grand game.
THE ORIGINS OF REBELLION
Before the Doom Legion, we were ghosts—abandoned soldiers left to rot after secret wars, smugglers betrayed by their own employers, pirates stranded and left for dead in the void. Some of us fought in the Tevarin Wars, used as expendable assets by an empire that erased entire civilizations. Others served under the UEE’s corporate enforcers, only to be discarded when they no longer served a purpose.
For years, we drifted in the lawless fringes of space—Pyro, Nyx, Cathcart—watching, waiting. The UEE calls these systems wastelands, but to us, they were sanctuaries, places where the unwanted gathered and whispered of vengeance.
Then, in 2938, we took our first stand.
A UEE trade convoy moving through Banshee’s asteroid belt carried enough stolen resources to feed entire colonies that had been left to die under imperial rule. We struck without mercy, taking every crate, every ship, every prisoner we deemed useful. That day, the galaxy learned our name.
The Doom Legion was born—not as a band of outlaws, but as a syndicate with a purpose.
RISE TO INFAMY
Over the years, our influence spread. From Stanton to the unclaimed edges of space, our operations evolved beyond simple raids. We infiltrated black markets, smuggled stolen weapons to rebel factions, and crippled corporate strongholds that dared to challenge our rise.
Our power was felt across multiple systems:
2950 – Siege of Quarterdeck: We orchestrated a prison riot on Quarterdeck, a high-security UEE facility. With precise strikes, we freed over 200 former mercenaries and weapons experts, many of whom pledged loyalty to the Legion.
2951 – The Fall of Tarvos: A Hurston Dynamics supply base in Stanton was secretly stockpiling experimental weaponry. We took it. Every ship, every prototype, every credit. They tried to cover it up. They failed.
2952 – The Shadow Deal: A covert operation in Terra where we secured an alliance with corrupt elements within the UEE Navy. Military intelligence for black-market weapons. A perfect trade.
The UEE labeled us as terrorists, the corporations branded us as criminals, but the truth is we are the future of the underworld.
A LEGION OF MERCENARIES, PIRATES, AND ASSASSINS
We are not a band of disorganized anarchists. Every operation is meticulously planned. Every mission brings us one step closer to absolute control over the galaxy’s underworld.
Our forces are made of the best the black market has to offer:
Bounty Hunters who kill without hesitation.
Pirates who raid UEE convoys in deep space.
Smugglers who slip past security, transporting stolen tech and illicit goods.
Assassins who eliminate high-value targets before they even know we’re coming.
Whether it’s infiltrating high-security installations, capturing high-value UEE officers, or selling stolen warships to the highest bidder, we dominate where others fear to tread.
We have built our empire on blood, cunning, and strength. And now, the entire galaxy is our hunting ground.
THE ENEMIES WE FACE
The UEE hunts us. The moment we became a true power, we were labeled as Public Enemy No. 1. They send their bounty hunters, their Advocacy agents, their best pilots to hunt us down. They fail. Every. Single. Time.
The megacorporations fear us. Hurston Dynamics, Drake Interplanetary, Shubin Mining—they all operate under the illusion of untouchable power. But their freighters burn just as easily as any other.
The rival syndicates plot against us. Groups like Nine Tails and XenoThreat claim to be strong, but they lack vision. They are thugs. We are a force of nature.
We are still here. And we always will be.
A CHOICE: BOW OR RISE
Cowards seek shelter under the wings of empires.
The weak sell their freedom to megacorporations.
The fools cling to laws that were never meant to protect them.
We? We take our fate into our own hands.
The Doom Legion does not ask for permission.
We take. We conquer. We rule.
NO MASTERS. NO CHAINS. ONLY POWER AND PROFIT.
Manifesto
We reject the rule of corporations, empires, and so-called authorities. The galaxy is a battlefield, and we are the ones who dictate its course. The Doom Legion exists for one purpose: to take what is rightfully ours and to sow chaos among those who stand in our way.
Our Code:
Loyalty to the Legion – We stand together, fight together, and thrive together.
Profit Above All – If it pays, we take it. No job is too dirty.
Strength Earns Respect – Only the strong rise. Show your worth, and power will be yours.
No Masters, No Chains – We bow to no empire, no syndicate, no law but our own.
We fight for dominance in the underworld, commanding the trade of stolen goods, black-market operations, and high-profile assassinations. We are mercenaries for hire, pirates without remorse, and enforcers of our own law.
Doom Legion takes what it wants. The galaxy is ours to claim.
Charter
RULES OF THE LEGION
- The Legion Comes First – Betrayal is met with swift and brutal justice.
- Honor Among Thieves – We don’t kill or steal from our own. Those who do will pay the price.
- All Deals Are Final – If you take a contract, you see it through. No loose ends. No second chances.
- Strength Earns Status – Rank in the Legion is not given, it is earned through action. Prove your worth.
- Silence is Power – What happens in the Legion stays in the Legion. No outsiders. No leaks.
- No Job Too Dirty – If it makes us money, we take it. Smuggling, assassination, piracy—all is fair game.
- The Chain of Command is Absolute – Orders from higher ranks must be followed unless challenged in combat.
- Doom Legion does not ask for permission. We take. We conquer. We rule.
The adventure begins now. Do you have what it takes?
Welcome to the Doom Legion, rookies.
