No politics, no POS wars, no blobskies, no smack, no mandatory duties or minimum hours. And no taxes.
Just fast and furious!
The Deadbeats are a small, relaxed, mature crew in US/EU time zones, with lots of real life commitments - so we have no mandatory duties or minimum hours. We play when we want, where we want. And we don't pay taxes. That's why they call us The Deadbeats.
The DeadBeats believe that every corporation should be organized to serve it's pilots - not the other way around. Thus the first duty of our corps is to help our pilots succeed. Of course our pilots are more than just our business partners, they are our maniacal wing men - and we fly together as a community of equals.
The DeadBeats do not belong to any territorial-based alliance because we do not believe humans should own space. Sovereignty is a bogus construct, and the source of much hatred and bloodshed. Space should be free - and we will do what we can to keep it free.
While we eschew territorial ambitions, our members can plant personal POS for fun and profit, but we will not engage in protracted capital battles to save POS. What goes up, usually comes down.
The DeadBeats belong to the Minmatar Militia, and we fight with them to defeat the Amarr and their slaver puppets. We are always ready to assist freedom fighters, underdogs and moonshiners in any part of the galaxy. And we will usually assist small corps who need help with pesky grieftards and pirates.
Our ROE is NRDS. We're not into piracy, and there is no way we will attack defenseless miners and haulers - unless they are war targets. And we will gladly accept hard cash for merc assignments. In fact, we will take money from almost anyone who needs occasional recon or muscle.
Our fighting style is fast roaming gangs - recons, interceptors, interdictors, HACs, and command ships. Vaga, Ishtar, and Huginn pilots all get free paint jobs from our skilled crew of maintenance babes. We usually keep the battleships in the hangars and trot them out for the occasional parade or funeral.
The DeadBeats are a mature corps, and we prefer players who are at least 25 years old. We also like players who have had RL military experience. Ten million skill points is the preferred minimum, and you should be financially self-sufficient. But all applicants are assessed on a case by case basis, and if we sense there is a good fit, you will be accepted regardless of background.
Bonus system includes a free 60 day time code for top killer of the quarter. Oh yeah, who else pays you for blowing stuff up?
Plus we offer signing bonus commensurate with skill level, generous KB bonuses, and a clear path to corps promotions for those who want leadership positions. And did we mention The Deadbeats never pay taxes - you keep all of what you earn.
To learn more, write or convo Spike Diesel or Hustle Fighter
Or visit our public channel: DeadBeats.
Or jump right in and apply at our Heimatar HQ at the Tribal Liberation Force Station at Dal 1 (0.4) - just four jumps south of Rens.
Quote of the Month
"Freedom is a jagged bitch, a barbed-wire dream of agony and yearning. Freedom is a wide-bore firearm clutched in shaking hands and pointed close at the face of God. Freedom is a siren scream to pierce the heart and banish ease and complacency forever. Freedom is the memory of sweet and addictive possibility that becomes encompassing obsession: a brutal march of inevitable destruction of all that stands against her burning eyes and driving song. "
- Jade Constantine
The Star Fraction
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