To the Stars (OOC, Sci-fi, Pony RP)

[Das Metro]

There was a time in Equestria when life was simple. Apple cider came from the labors of hard working earth ponies, the weather was carefully planned and regulated by the efforts of daring pegasi, and great magical works were wrought into existence by the sharp minds of the kingdom's unicorns. The land was protected by the efforts of the Elements of Harmony, and the power of friendship. The Royal Sisters were proud of their little ponies.

Years went by, and things began to change. Innovative unicorns found new uses for the magical power of gemstones. Earth ponies no longer had to trouble themselves with hard labor, thanks to machines powered with the potent gemstones. Pegasi could give their wings a rest, for now facilities powered by great crystal generators could regulate the weather remotely. The unicorns no longer had to make use of magical abilities thanks to the new technology made available to them. Even the Elements of Harmony were replaced by powerful automatons.

Celestia was thrilled to see the new innovations. Ponies were happier than ever! However, her sister Luna wasn't quite so excited. She was disturbed by the flippant treatment of technology by Equestria's citizens. Despite this, Luna held her tongue. There was no reason for another great schism in the kingdom's leadership.

Years turned into the decades. Science surged forward, yielding more and more advanced technologies. Motorized carriages replaced the old pony-pulled carts, gem powered lightrails rendered the locomotives of yesterday obsolete, and soon, even the earth pony could fly thanks to aircraft. The quality of life in Equestria was at its peak.

But unfortunately, time is the number one killer. One by one, the Elements of Harmony passed away. Twilight could only sit by idly as her friends passed away one by one, except Rarity. Rarity wasn't satisfied with letting time claim her. Taking advantage of the new technology of the time, she immortalized herself on the form of a robot. Twilight was horrified, and the two grew apart.

Finally, the gemstone technology came to a culmination... Ponykind had conquered air, land, and sea thanks to their machinery. Now they looked to space. The first ever spacecraft was launched into the final frontier in search of new dwellings for the rapidly growing population. The other races of Equus followed suit. The Crystal Empire, the griffons, and the zebra's all took to space for greener pastures.

This was Luna's breaking point. She dissaproved of her sister's colonization of other planets, and the two grew apart. Although, it was not for many years that Luna finally declared her independence. Taking a small colony of her own loyal supporters, Luna returned to the moon and formed the Lunar Dominion.

By her lonesome, Celestia formed the Solar Consortium and declared herself Empress. In the coming centuries, the universe became populated by the various growing intergalatic empires. This did not come without conflict. There is constant friction between the Lunar Dominion and the Solar Consortium. Peace between the two powerful bodies is maintained by the constant efforts of the Crystal Imperium.

Now, on the dawn of the new century, tensions are on the rise between the sisters, and the universe is in unrest as piracy and criminal activity is on the rise. However, the fragile peace is about to be disturbed as a new threat emerges from the darkness of the outer rim...

Hello, and welcome to 'To the Stars!'. If you haven't guessed it already from that opening crawl, this is a sci-fi pony RP! Pretty neat, yeah?

Some ground rules before I get to all the stuff!

1. No godmodding, puppeteering, metagaming, or any other dickish behavior!
2. Yeah, this is sci-fi ponies, but be a little reasonable! Not everyone is a super badass! Everyone can't be a Ultramarine/Han Solo/etc.!
3. If you're gonna have some player character on player character fighting, make sure you sort everything out before the fight. That means who wins, and the like. We wanna avoid OOC conflict caused by a lack of communication like that.
4. RP'ing is not not about 'winning'! It's cooperative story telling. You shouldn't be coming in here to take over the galaxy.
5. If you have any questions, just ask! I don't bite, I promise!
6. I'm not a huge stickler for post length! Just make sure it's not one-liner please?
7. I am however, a big stickler for grammar and whatnot! Now, I'm asking for perfect English, and I understand that everyone makes mistakes. just mk shure u dont post liek thees nd we will b cool k?
8. OP and Co-OP's have final say on any IC disputes if you can't manage to sort it out yourselves.
9. Try not to go and RP any major NPC's. The unnamed bartender is fine, I could care less about a mook like that.
10. Leave damage control in combat to the other player. If A shoots at B, B handles the damage. This goes back to rule one, no controlling other player characters.
11. Have fun!

Now! You'll find faction information, apps, and other important stuff below!

[Das Metro]

The Solar Consortium - The Solar Consortium is a massive empire ruled by Empress Celestia, and her personal advisor, Rarity, with its capital at the pony homeworld, Equus. It was formed after the second falling out between the Empress and her sister. The Solar Consortium spans several star clusters. Most ctizens of the Consortium enjoy a rich, lavish lifestyle. Even the poorest citizens in the Consortium are still rolling in the credits. Most manual labor is handled by great machines, rarely will a stallion or mare have to get their hooves dirty. The richest citizens are in control of the companies manufacturing these robots and other everyday products, while the poorest are usually the office workers filling their office buildings. Empress Celestia commands a massive army, though, due to its vast size, the training of these mares and stallions is often lackluster.

The Lunar Dominion - Ruled by the benevolent Lady Luna, the Lunar Dominion is a small empire spanning several planets. The capital is the moon of its largest planet, named Solace. Unlike the greater part of the universe, technology is heavily regulated in the hooves on its civilian population. Ponies still partake in the old ways of life. Earth ponies farm crops, pegasi regulated the weather, and so on. Despite this, ponies of the Lunar Dominion are still quite happy, and have a proud, hard-working attitude. Most of the technology is in the hooves of the military. Though it may be small compared to some of the other galactic powers, the Dominion's army is fearsome. Its soldiers are some of the finest trained in the universe.

The Crystal Imperium - The Crystal Imperium is a powerful empire ruled by Empress and General Flurry Heart. It's not quite the size of the Consortium, but is still a galactic power. It strikes a balance between the industry of the Consortium and the military of the Dominion, and typically is forced to play peacekeeper between the two powers. What sets the Imperium apart from the Dominion and Consortium, is that it is the single largest supplier of gemstones in the universe. That said, it is not only a good friend of many empires, but it is also a big target for many opportunists and pirates.

The Kosmos Society - While not a empire, the Kosmos Society is still a well respected body of scientists and explorers dedicated to the research and exploration of space and new planets. It is led by its Director and Founder, Twilight Sparkle. The main hub of the Kosmos Society is a dwarf planet some ways away from galactic civilization, where its scientists can conduct their research in solitude.

The Zebra Tribunal - The Zebra Tribunal is what became of the zebra nation as it moved to space. It is an empire of moderate size and strength, guided by firm religious values. The Tribunal is ruled by Zavier, much beloved by his zebra's. They are a generally pacifist society, usually contacting various private security forces to handle any sort of conflict, whether it be on the homefront, in space, or abroad.

Griffon Warbands - There is no concrete civilization of griffons. Griffons live their lives in nomadic warbands, looting and raiding unprotected or feeble borderlands planets. There are a variety of these warbands in the universe, though the largest is the Bloodfeathers. They're led by their Chief, Godric, from their powerful warship, the Zephyr.

The Collective - The Collective is the single collection of changeling hooves on a single outer rim planet in a distant star system. Its led by the Queen Amoureux. Although the Collective is an isolationist body, Amoureux is often involved in intergalatic politics thanks to the threat that her and her megahive pose to the rest of civilization.

Aces High Security - Aces High Security is the largest security company in the universe, led by the titular Aces High. It's based out of what used to Equestria, on Equus of the Solar Consortium. The company's biggest customer is the Tribunal.

The Sanguinarian Republic - A powerful empire, the Sanguinarians are a republic of militant bat ponies. Led by the High Archon Brutus, and his wife, the Justicar, or General Quiet. They rule only three, heavily defended fortress-worlds, their capital on the swampy planet. Sanguinaria. Its army is one of the most feared forces in the universe.

The Emeritus - The Emeritus are a matriarchal. dark, mysterious force. Their origins are unclear, though they are distinctly equine, unicorn more specifically, with some perhaps draconic features. Fangs, slit irises, protective scales along their chest, seemingly sprouting from their fur. Little is known about the Emeritus, besides that they have no homeworld. Their entire civilization exists upon a single, gargantuan ship, easily the size of a planet. They are led by their 'Saturnine', Akilah.

Faction Application!

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[b]Faction Name[/b] -
[b]Faction Type[/b] - (Empire, company, etc.)
[b]Ideology/Goals[/b] - (Think of this as the beliefs of your group.)
[b]Leader[/b] - (This would be your character, most likely)
[b]Size[/b] - (Little, moderate, big?)
[b]Background[/b] - (At least a paragraph! Include military power, economic strength if empire. General description of the faction!)

Character Application!

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[b]Name[/b] -
[b]Gender[/b] -
[b]Age[/b] -
[b]Race[/b] - (Pony, and if so, unicorn, pegasus, earth pony, griffon, zebra, changeling, etc.)
[b]Special Talent[/b] - (Only pony)
[b]Personality[/b] -
[b]Appearance[/b] -
[b]Skills[/b] -
[b]Equipment[/b] -
[b]Background[/b] -
[b]Allegiance[/b] - (To faction. If none, neutral)
[b]Ship[/b] - (If your character has a personal spacecraft, here's where you describe it. Name, weapons, general size, etc.)

Please cut out the parentheses!

To those who want to make a big faction, or a faction in general I'm not keen on having a bunch of factions. If you're gonna have a faction, I'd like it to be original! Something that fleshes out the universe more. This isn't just an RP really, a good bit of world building will be going on!

Also a note to those who might want to play an Emeritus character! TG me for all the stuff on them and their race, culture, and the like. If you didn't figure it out, they're gonna be the bad guys.

[Das Metro]

Character Roster

[The Flutterlands]

Making a Crime Faction led by our favorite psychotic unicorn, Pitch Black. What do you mean by ideology, though?

[Das Metro]

Making a Crime Faction led by our favorite psychotic unicorn, Pitch Black. What do you mean by ideology, though?

I'll make a note there. It's more meant for government factions and whatnot, but it's pretty much the factions belief, or even their goals.

[Frenequesta]

Are we allowed to apply as canon characters (or whatever characters you've already described) or are we only limited to our own OCs?

[Das Metro]

Are we allowed to apply as canon characters (or whatever characters you've already described) or are we only limited to our own OCs?

Well, the Royal Sisters and Mane Did are sorry of off limits, but if you can find a way for a background pony to be alive after a few centuries, feel free to make an app!

[Fascist Russian Empire]

Are Equestria Girls references acceptable? If so, would having a pony (who happened to successfully travel to the Equestria Girls universe) who's been indoctrinated into a human culture be acceptable?

[Das Metro]

Are Equestria Girls references acceptable? If so, would having a pony (who happened to successfully travel to the Equestria Girls universe) who's been indoctrinated into a human culture be acceptable?

Could be! Think I would have to see the app first.

[The Flutterlands]

-snip-

[Fascist Russian Empire]

This is a generic empty post with no importance whatsoever.

[Frenequesta]

And I have another question: I take it that Princesses Celestia and Luna do not control the sun and the moon the way that they have in the past, or either you are working this universe on the assumption that their raising/setting of those heavenly bodies was a sham of sorts.

Because that might have implications for the way that Celestia and Luna have exercised their power both today and leading up to the formation of all these empires.

[Das Metro]

And I have another question: I take it that Princesses Celestia and Luna do not control the sun and the moon the way that they have in the past, or either you are working this universe on the assumption that their raising/setting of those heavenly bodies was a sham of sorts.

Because that might have implications for the way that Celestia and Luna have exercised their power both today and leading up to the formation of all these empires.

Well, considering that there are multiple suns with the multiple star systems and whatnot, they can't quite raise all the suns and moons, the Royal Sisters raising the sun and moon was more ceremonial if anything. As technology started to trump magic, I figure that viewpoint might of changed anyhow.

[Das Metro]

Alright, I'm not even going to try to lie; this is a ridiculous pony concept. It's probably going to get rejected, as well it ought to, but at least it was amusing to write. I apologize in advance for wasting your time by making you read it.

Name: Peace Maker.

Gender: Male.

Age: Twenty six.

Race: Saddle Arabian pony.

Special Talent: Peace Maker's cutie mark is a green crescent moon and star, representing his zealous following of Islam and his talent for spreading the one true faith.

Personality: Peace Maker is a zealous Sunni Muslim who's sole goal and purpose in life is to spread the word of Mohammad to the ponies of Equus, and who lives his life totally in accordance to the laws and principles set forth by the Qu'ran. He has a passionate disliking for non-believers, and believes that Islam must take over Equus by any and all means necessary, wanting nothing more than for Sharia law to become the sole law of the land; he doesn't particularly oppose the concept of using violence to enforce the rule of Islam. When it comes to his fellow Muslims, however, he is a quite nice pony, acting with charity and kindness to those who adhere to the laws of Islam.

Appearance: Pretty standard Saddle Arabian appearance.

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Skills: Theological studies, mostly, with Peace Maker being a Muslim imam and a scholar of the Qu'ran. His special talent is to spread the one true faith, and to act as the ideal Muslim. In terms of more practical skills, he is slightly trained in the art of sword fighting (something picked up on in his spare time in Saddle Arabia), but isn't anything special on the battlefield.

Equipment: Peace Maker doesn't really have anything fancy; his armory consists of his set of Arabian armor and a set of two scimitars, though he typically simply wears a white robe on a day to day basis.

Background: Peace Maker was born in Saddle Arabia, the son of two prominent Saddle Arabian diplomats (members of an aristocratic family in Saddle Arabia, since Saddle Arabian politics were totally dynastic and not in the slightest bit meritocratic; therefore, only highborn nobles were allowed to be diplomatic envoys). Needless to say, he was expected to follow in the family tradition of being an ambassador, a maker of peace; hence the name Peace Maker. Being born and raised by prominent government members, it shouldn't come as a surprise to learn that Peace Maker was raised in luxury, and was given the finest education money could buy (though, even for the rich and powerful, education wasn't particularly great in Saddle Arabia, since it's a bit of a backwater country). From a quite early age, Peace Maker served as an apprentice to his parents, accompanying them on and learning from them during diplomatic missions to the other nations on Equus. He did reasonably well acting as an ambassador's aid, and picked up on the family trade fairly well, though he was, in fact, not destined to do what his name would lead you to expect.

Around the age of sixteen, Peace Maker was ordained as an official diplomat of the Kingdom of Saddle Arabia, and, not long after, was sent with his parents to the Crystal Imperium (specifically, the Crystal Palace) to negotiate the terms of a trade deal. Saddle Arabia was, of course, rich in many rare luxury goods, and, more importantly, vital fuel reserves which served as an invaluable resource for all the Equus nations; Saddle Arabia's resources were, really, the only reason why the backwater country had any relevance whatsoever. Needless to say, it was obviously a priority for the Kingdom to secure lucrative sources of trade with the other pony nations; having a non-diversified economy, near totally reliant on the sale of a handful of rare resources, it goes without saying that it was a quite important job to take care of. With Peace Maker showing great potential as a diplomat, and his parents being quite experienced in the trade, the Saddle Arabian government was quite certain the job would go off without a hitch; fate, however, had other plans.

During Peace Maker and his parents' visit to the Crystal Palace, the city experienced a major pirate raid, with the Palace being attacked by marauders, a great deal of the structure being damaged by explosives and other weaponry utilized by the pirates. Peace Maker was being given a tour of the palace at the time, one which was cut short when part of the ceiling collapsed and killed the guards who were escorting him, Peace Maker narrowly being able to escape his own death. Needless to say, the foreign pony was a wee bit panicked by the situation and ran about trying to find a place to hide. He happened to stumble across a previously locked storage room (which had the locked door destroyed by falling debris), and, upon entering, he found a strange sparkling mirror. The mirror he found intrigued him, and upon further inspection, he found that when he touched it his hoof went straight through it. Unable to resist his curiosity regarding the strange artifact, Peace Maker walked through the mirror, and found himself cast into a completely different world.

After walking through the teleporting mirror, Peace Maker found that his body had transformed into a mostly hairless bipedal form, and that his surroundings were completely unlike the Crystal Palace. After a bit of panic over the fact that he had somehow found himself in a completely different body, Peace Maker explored this new area a bit; the mirror had taken him to what appeared to be a school of some kind, inside of a city full of the same bipedal race he had been turned into. Ignoring the school, Peace Maker wandered through the city until he found himself at a large domed structure who's architecture resembled that of Saddle Arabia, full of people dressed in a fashion similar to that of his own home culture. Intrigued, he asked the people at the domed building who they were, and what they were doing; they explained that they were adherents of a theological belief system by the name of Islam, and offered to teach him about it. Quite fascinated by the people, Peace Maker agreed, and spent the day learning about the strange race's religion, reading from the apparently holy book by the name of the Qu'ran, which, he learned, had come from the teachings of a man by the name of Mohammad. It was certainly all strange, but it wasn't like Peace Maker had anything better to do than listen to the strange race's religious convictions.

Later that same night, well after sunset, Peace Maker went back to the mirror which had teleported him to the strange world; he attempted to walk through it again, sure that the violence back in the Crystal Palace would be long-since over at that point, only to find that he was unable to. For whatever reason, the mirror's magic properties had suddenly ended, and there was nothing but hard glass; needless to say, Peace Maker panicked at that point, afraid that he would be trapped away from home for the rest of his life. Of course, then it dawned on him that it could all simply be a dream, and that he could have simply fainted or been knocked unconscious back at the Crystal Palace; perhaps, he thought, if he went to sleep he would wake back up on Equus and all would be well. He tried it; it didn't work. He woke straight back up in the strange world, and the portal was still gone. Coming to the conclusion that he would probably be spending the rest of his life trapped in that forsaken world of bipedal creatures, Peace Maker was more than just a little depressed, and quickly lost hope that he would ever be able to return back to his homeland. Saddle Arabia wasn't great, but at least he was actually a proper pony there; in the new world he was stuck he, he didn't even have his body with him.

After quite a bit of moping about, Peace Maker remembered the religious folk he had encountered the day before; it then occurred to him that perhaps they would be the solution to the problem. After all, they looked like Saddle Arabians, they spoke like Saddle Arabians, and their building looked Saddle Arabian; surely, he imagined, these people would have the key to getting back home. So, he returned to the domed building (which he would later find out is called a mosque) and spoke again to the robed people within, at which point he continued to learn more about the doctrine of Islam, starting to suspect that it would be the key to leaving and returning home. He studied Islam significantly, reading the Qu'ran to completion, learning as much as possible about Mohammad and the principles of the Islamic theology, becoming very well versed on the religion, staying with some of the local Muslims (who were kind enough to offer him shelter during his studies) while he did this. For the first couple weeks, he also regularly returned to the portal mirror in hopes that it would allow him to go through it, only to be disappointed; after a while, he simply stopped trying outright.

After about a month and a half of extensive study and research on Islam (and research on the strange world's version of the Saddle Arabian language, which did differ in a few regards from his own native pony dialect), Peace Maker became an official Muslim by making the declaration of faith (which had to be in Arabic, hence the reason why he studied the local dialect), at which point he believed he would be able to leave and return to Equus. He was wrong; the portal still was not open. Quite a bit discouraged, Peace Maker began to wonder if, perhaps, he needed to make an even stronger commitment to Islam before being allowed to leave? Perhaps, he wondered, this Allah that served as the creator of the strange world would only permit him to return home once he had truly proven himself to be a pious and unwavering scholar of Islamic thought? Not seeing any other reason for why he was trapped there, and not knowing any other way to return home, Peace Maker decided to try taking his commitment to Islam a bit further, and spent a very long time serving as a dedicated scholar of Islam.

Two years and five months later, Peace Maker's efforts bore fruit, and he was recognized by the local Muslim community as an Imam, an Islamic leadership and theological figure. Having had zealous belief in the principles of Islam (all of them, ranging from polygamy, to abstinence from alcohol, to multiple daily prayers, to belief that males are superior to females, to waging Jihad against the non-believers), Peace Maker finally tried once more to see if Allah would allow him to return home; he returned to the portal once more and attempted to walk through it. It worked; the portal was, at long last, open once more, and Peace Maker found himself stumbling back into the Crystal Palace. He was momentarily blinded when he manifested through the portal, as a bright light flooded the room as he obtained his cutie mark, which turned out to be the most well known Islamic religious symbol, the crescent moon and star, a symbol of his instilled piety. When he looked around to see where he was, he found that the mirror had been taken to the quite well guarded throne room of Empress Cadence, who had suspected that somepony might have gone through the portal and wanted to be prepared if and when they eventually returned.

After quite a while of explaining to Cadence what had happened to him, Peace Maker was allowed to leave, and was given a ride by the Royal Guard back home to Saddle Arabia, where his return was met with much celebration by his family. Of course, in accordance with his new convictions and zeal regarding the Islamic faith, Peace Maker was religiously obligated to spread Islam across his homeland, and teach the word of Mohammad to all the Saddle Arabians; this is exactly what he did. Many ponies were skeptical of his story, but some Saddle Arabians were in fact willing to listen to what he had to say and learn about the doctrine known as Islam. Not a lot of ponies were willing to become followers of Islam at first, but over time a fair few families came around to his line of thinking; some wanted to see Saddle Arabia purged of corruption and immorality (which were both rampant in the country), others were convinced by Peace Maker in theological debate that Islam was the one true faith, and others were convinced by Peace Maker's story and his conviction that Allah had allowed him to return home. As the years went on, Saddle Arabia developed a small but growing Muslim community, which organized into the Equestrian Muslim Brotherhood a few months prior to the present time, with Peace Maker as the established leader of the Muslim minority.

Allegiance: Peace Maker is the leader of the Equestrian Muslim Brotherhood.

Ship: Peace Maker neither owns nor wants to own a ship.

Faction Name: The Equestrian Muslim Brotherhood.

Faction Type: Religious order.

Ideology/Goals: Islamism and religious fundamentalism are the sole two ideals represented by the Brotherhood; their sole purpose for existing is to spread Islam across Equus and install Sharia law as the sole law of the world.

Leader: Peace Maker, the recognized leader of the Saddle Arabian Muslim community.

Size: The Brotherhood, for the time being, is not particularly large; a few dozen families across Saddle Arabia, consisting of a little less than three hundred ponies, are Muslim Brotherhood members. It is, however, growing, as a result of both new converts and the Muslim tendency towards having many wives and many children.

Background: There's not really a lot to tell that hasn't already been said; the Brotherhood was founded by Peace Maker a few months before the present, and it serves as an organized political and unified religious movement for all the Muslims in Saddle Arabia. They take donations from all the Muslim faithful across the Kingdom and use them to build new mosques and oversee the operation of currently existing mosques across Saddle Arabia. They also operate charities tasked with supporting Muslims and Muslim families going through hard times, offering shelter to homeless Muslims, food to starving Muslims, etcetera. They don't, as of yet, have any sort of militia or other military force, as there aren't enough Muslims on Equus to make such a thing possible; they do, though, plan on eventually raising an army and seizing control of the government in Saddle Arabia to install a Mulim theocracy (not that they make it public knowledge).

This was actually a pretty good read x3 Can't really accept it... Muslim Brotherhood is a bit much for a pony RP.

[Fascist Russian Empire]

This was actually a pretty good read x3 Can't really accept it... Muslim Brotherhood is a bit much for a pony RP.

Aw, you mean Jihadists and radical Islamists are a wee bit out of place in a story about magical unicorns in space? I never would have guessed.

Honestly, I would have been surprised if my joke application about the Muslim Brotherhood infiltrating a sci-fi world of magical talking horses and plotting to bring Sharia law to Equestria was accepted. Either way, I bid you good day.

[Frenequesta]

And I have another question: I take it that Princesses Celestia and Luna do not control the sun and the moon the way that they have in the past, or either you are working this universe on the assumption that their raising/setting of those heavenly bodies was a sham of sorts.

Because that might have implications for the way that Celestia and Luna have exercised their power both today and leading up to the formation of all these empires.

Well, considering that there are multiple suns with the multiple star systems and whatnot, they can't quite raise all the suns and moons, the Royal Sisters raising the sun and moon was more ceremonial if anything. As technology started to trump magic, I figure that viewpoint might of changed anyhow.

Well, it could be that they were only needed to raise their particular corner of the universe's sun and moon for some reason.

Anyway, I'll be on standby. If I happen to have time between my judicial externship and my other two RPs I might come back, but right now I don't even have an idea on how I'd like to get involved that isn't (1) a canon character, or (2) a lawyer of sorts (and I'm not sure a whole bunch of quibbling over international law is what you have in mind for this RP). I'll check back in a couple of weeks to see if there is a niche to fill in this RP and if it's up my alley and doesn't conflict too much with time I'll sign up. But consider me still interested.

[MightyQuinn]

Name - Merchant Captain Nemianne Starclaw.
Gender - Female.
Age - 22.
Race - Manticore.
Special Talent - n/a.
Personality - Thoughtful in preparation, aggressive in action, gregarious at rest.
Appearance - A lioness with large bat-like wings and lion-sized scopion's tail.

Skills - Starship navigation and piloting, starship maintenance and repair, melee combat, cargo master, chess player, poker player, flying, stealth, hunting.
Equipment - Computer tablet, tool box with tools.
Background - Nemianne was born into a family of merchants and though she excelled in her studies, the family preferred to try and arrange a good marriage for her, while her brother would inherit the family business. Both her father and brother perished in an accident and creditors swooped in to claim most of the assets of the under-insured business. Her mother moved away to live with relatives, leaving Nemianne to find her own way through life. After four years working for others, she scraped together sufficient funds to purchase a used star freighter, which she has renamed, "Tranquility".
Allegiance - Neutral
Ship - "Tranquility", a small freighter, cargo hold capacity of 12000 cubic meters. Defensive systems include anti-radar chaff, anti-heat-seeker flares and 'wild weasel ecm decoy torpedoes'.
Tranquility Crew Roster:
Nemianne Starclaw, Capt. (Manticore, female)
Phlyin Ayce, Pilot (Pegasus, male)
Stripe McRench, Engineer (Zebra, female)
Sparky Whitefang, Communications and ECM (Diamond Dog, male)
Goldapple Harvest, Steward (Pony, female)
Trotter Redmane, Cargo Master (Pony, male)

[Amistrinal]

Name - Rivet Craft
Gender - Male
Age - 27
Race - Unicorn
Special Talent - Mechanics/Robots/Mecha
Personality - An eccentric, loud, self-proclaimed mad scientist. Is extremely overconfident, and assumes himself the best pony to do anything. Apart from the things that he would rather not do, like anything he finds boring. Hates to rely on others, and comes off as somewhat rude, although he does have a good heart. He does intend good things with his inventions, even though the results can be rather destructive. Hates being wrong.
Appearance - A brown unicorn of average build with a red mane, and lacks facial hair (at least by show standards). Wears glasses without lenses and a labcoat for the proper "mad scientist" look.
Skills - A mathematical genius, with a good amount of knowledge in magical theory. A skilled craftsman, that puts lots of effort into his work, and is able to create a device for almost any given situation, given the time and materials. Has a level head, at least until his over-confidence kicks in. Can analyze object very efficiently, pinpointing a weak spot easily.
Equipment - Carries a toolbox everywhere, along with a couple of his inventions. Most notably are a zap-gun and a small, powerful microscope. Also carries a small stock of replacement fake glasses, in case his current ones break.
Background - Born in The Solar Consortium, Rivet had a rather fortunate upbringing, in that his family had a rather large fortune. However, it was old money. Rivet's ancestors had been great innovators, while his more immediate family... there were not. Mainly aristocrats in management positions, he wanted to do something big. His magical power was always weaker than average, so he compensated. He learned. A lot. Developed his understand, and his skill with machinery. Acquired his cutie mark, delved deeper into knowledge of technology. Saw the problems around him, and created solutions. And one day, sitting at his desk, he realized something.

There were no more problems that interested him. He took a look around his home city, and saw nothing that he desperately wanted to change. He was becoming a cog in the machine. And he hated that. So he went, and got himself a license for starship construction, and built himself the Shabdiz. Intended to be a super-fast spacecraft, in order to get him to his destination, The Kosmos Society, as fast as possibly. It interested him, and the frontier was perhaps the only real way to innovate. He put the Shabdiz through rigorous testing, and it, for the most part, succeeded. Until he got to the vacuum test.

It imploded.

So he constructed another ship. The Shabdiz II.

It spontaneously combusted.

In an attempt to avert a cosmic joke as much as possible, he skipped straight to the Shabdiz IV.

It was not destroyed, and after a few tweaks to both the engine and the design, he set out for The Kosmos Society, intent on joining and introducing the frontier to mechanical prowess the universe had never known.
Allegiance - The Kosmos Society (hopefully)
Ship - The Shabdiz IV. A rather small ship, but with a very powerful engine. It has no conventional weapons, although that was intentional. Rivet designed the Shabdiz to use itself as a weapon. With a sharp design, plasma emitters, and a unique shield, It is able to charge through most obstructions. However, due to the design of the craft, and for durability reasons, it becomes blind apart from it's sensors when it's charging. this is due to the shield that goes over the viewing screen.

[The Flutterlands]

Name - Pitch Black
Gender - Male
Age - 40.
Race - Unicorn
Special Talent - Leadership and Charisma.
Personality - Psychotic and volatile, Pitch Black is an insane, yet charismatic, nasty piece of work. He's greedy, arrogant and would stop at nothing to get what he wants. Pitch Black is also secretly cowardly and would run and hide if the tide of battle turns against him. The black unicorn is also very treacherous, rarely ever keeping his promises made to unsuspecting victims of his schemes.
Appearance A slender, black unicorn with a black mane & tail with emerald green eyes. However, his chest, left hindleg, right foreleg and his chest as well as his left eye, have all been replaced with cybernetics. His cybernetic foreleg resembles more of a griffin's rather than a pony's, having very sharp talons.
Skills - Leadership, charisma, space navigation, piloting and combat, marksmanship and swordsmanship.
Equipment - Cybernetic prostectics, swords, and pistols.
Background - Pitch Black was born in the Solar Consortium. Never knowing who his parents were, or what happened to them, the black unicorn grew up in an orphanage, where he would often take part in gangs of other foals, often times assuming leadership. In these gangs, Pitch Black would often bully others, while also standing up for those less fortunate.
Upon growing up, Pitch Black entered the Star Ship Academy, learning all the skills of running and commanding ships, before entering the Consortium Navy. Years passed and the black unicorn rose through the ranks and fought in many wars, rising to the rank of Admiral. However, a terrible accident occured, which caused his ship, the Solar Consortium Capital Warship, Solar Storm, to crash down upon an unknown planet. Pitch Black was the sole survivor of the accident, though gravely injured. He was ultimately found by an unaffiliated medical ship who had his injured limbs and chest replaced with cybernetics. However, the only thing they couldn't save, was his mind. Driven mad by the catastrophe he was in, Pitch Black slaughtered all aboard the medical ship and disappeared for a number of years.
Years later, Pitch Black reemerged as leader of a massive gang of space pirates and smugglers called 'The Syndicate'. For the past ten years, Pitch Black and his cohorts have made a terrible and notorious name for themselves, terrorizing the galaxy by swarming and looting ships, as well as smuggling illegal contraband. Pitch Black became one of the most feared names in the galaxy. Eventually, Pitch Black himself led a ruthless surprise attack upon the Solar Consortium Capital Warship, Solar Eclipse, successfully capturing. Pitch Black now commands the Solar Eclipse, now called The Bloody Deceit, serving as the command ship of the entire Syndicate Starfleet.
Allegiance - Leader of The Syndicate
Ship - A Solar Consortium Capital Warship, which Pitch Black himself captured, now called The Bloody Deceit and commands the The Syndicate Starfleet.

Faction Name - The Syndicate
Faction Type - Crime Organisation
Ideology - Making Illicit funds and wealth while also fucking shit up for the rest of the galaxy.
Leader - Pitch Black
Size - Big
Background - The scourge of the galaxy, The Syndicate is an enormous gang of space pirates and smugglers, lead by the evil cyborg unicorn, Pitch Black. They swarm the galaxy like locust in their deadly starfighters and frigates, ether looting and raiding settlements and trade-ships or smuggling illegal contraband. They're headquarters lies at the distant edge of the galaxy, ruling over a system of a dying star. The Syndicate is infamous for capturing and commandeering a Solar Consortium Capital Warship Solar Eclipse. The ship is now called the The Bloody Deciet and is commanded by Pitch Black himself.

[Das Metro]

Name - Merchant Captain Nemianne Starclaw.
Gender - Female.
Age - 22.
Race - Manticore.
Special Talent - n/a.
Personality - Thoughtful in preparation, aggressive in action, gregarious at rest.
Appearance - A lioness with large bat-like wings and lion-sized scopion's tail.
Skills - Starship navigation and piloting, starship maintenance and repair, melee combat, cargo master, chess player, poker player, flying, stealth, hunting.
Equipment - Computer tablet, tool box with tools.
Background - Nemianne was born into a family of merchants and though she excelled in her studies, the family preferred to try and arrange a good marriage for her, while her brother would inherit the family business. Both her father and brother perished in an accident and creditors swooped in to claim most of the assets of the under insured business. Her mother moved away to live with relatives, leaving Nemianne to find her own way through life. After four years working for others, she scraped together sufficient funds to purchase a used star freighter, which she has renamed, "Tranquility".
Allegiance - Neutral
Ship - "Tranquility", a freighter, cargo hold capacity of 12000 cubic meters. Defensive systems are anti-radar chaff and 'wild weasel ecm decoy torpedoes'.

A manticore character? I like it! Everything looks good here, accepted.

Name - Rivet Craft
Gender - Male
Age - 27
Race - Unicorn
Special Talent - Mechanics/Robots/Mecha
Personality - An eccentric, loud, self-proclaimed mad scientist. Is extremely overconfident, and assumes himself the best pony to do anything. Apart from the things that he would rather not do, like anything he finds boring. Hates to rely on others, and comes off as somewhat rude, although he does have a good heart. He does intend good things with his inventions, even though the results can be rather destructive. Hates being wrong.
Appearance - A brown unicorn of average build with a red mane, and lacks facial hair (at least by show standards). Wears glasses without lenses and a labcoat for the proper "mad scientist" look.
Skills - A mathematical genius, with a good amount of knowledge in magical theory. A skilled craftsman, that puts lots of effort into his work, and is able to create a device for almost any given situation, given the time and materials. Has a level head, at least until his over-confidence kicks in. Can analyze object very efficiently, pinpointing a weak spot easily.
Equipment - Carries a toolbox everywhere, along with a couple of his inventions. Most notably are a zap-gun and a small, powerful microscope. Also carries a small stock of replacement fake glasses, in case his current ones break.
Background - Born in The Solar Consortium, Rivet had a rather fortunate upbringing, in that his family had a rather large fortune. However, it was old money. Rivet's ancestors had been great innovators, while his more immediate family... there were not. Mainly aristocrats in management positions, he wanted to do something big. His magical power was always weaker than average, so he compensated. He learned. A lot. Developed his understand, and his skill with machinery. Acquired his cutie mark, delved deeper into knowledge of technology. Saw the problems around him, and created solutions. And one day, sitting at his desk, he realized something.

There were no more problems that interested him. He took a look around his home city, and saw nothing that he desperately wanted to change. He was becoming a cog in the machine. And he hated that. So he went, and got himself a license for starship construction, and built himself the Shabdiz. Intended to be a super-fast spacecraft, in order to get him to his destination, The Kosmos Society, as fast as possibly. It interested him, and the frontier was perhaps the only real way to innovate. He put the Shabdiz through rigorous testing, and it, for the most part, succeeded. Until he got to the vacuum test.

It imploded.

So he constructed another ship. The Shabdiz II.

It spontaneously combusted.

In an attempt to avert a cosmic joke as much as possible, he skipped straight to the Shabdiz IV.

It was not destroyed, and after a few tweaks to both the engine and the design, he set out for The Kosmos Society, intent on joining and introducing the frontier to mechanical prowess the universe had never known.
Allegiance - The Kosmos Society (hopefully)
Ship - The Shabdiz IV. A rather small ship, but with a very powerful engine. It has no conventional weapons, although that was intentional. Rivet designed the Shabdiz to use itself as a weapon. With a sharp design, plasma emitters, and a unique shield, It is able to charge through most obstructions. However, due to the design of the craft, and for durability reasons, it becomes blind apart from it's sensors when it's charging. this is due to the shield that goes over the viewing screen.

Accepted! Really nice app. Bonus points for making me laugh at the part where he skips to the Shabdiz IV

Name - Pitch Black
Gender - Male
Age - 40.
Race - Unicorn
Special Talent - Leadership and Charisma.
Personality - Psychotic and volatile, Pitch Black is an insane, yet charismatic, nasty piece of work. He's greedy, arrogant and would stop at nothing to get what he wants. Pitch Black is also secretly cowardly and would run and hide if the tide of battle turns against him. The black unicorn is also very treacherous, rarely ever keeping his promises made to unsuspecting victims of his schemes.
Appearance A slender, black unicorn with a black mane & tail with emerald green eyes. However, his chest, left hindleg, right foreleg and his chest as well as his left eye, have all been replaced with cybernetics. His cybernetic foreleg resembles more of a griffin's rather than a pony's, having very sharp talons.
Skills - Leadership, charisma, space navigation, piloting and combat, marksmanship and swordsmanship.
Equipment - Cybernetic prostectics, swords, and pistols.
Background - Pitch Black was born in the Solar Consortium. Never knowing who his parents were, or what happened to them, the black unicorn grew up in an orphanage, where he would often take part in gangs of other foals, often times assuming leadership. In these gangs, Pitch Black would often bully others, while also standing up for those less fortunate.
Upon growing up, Pitch Black entered the Star Ship Academy, learning all the skills of running and commanding ships, before entering the Consortium Navy. Years passed and the black unicorn rose through the ranks and fought in many wars, rising to the rank of Admiral. However, a terrible accident occured, which caused his ship, the Solar Consortium Capital Warship, Solar Storm, to crash down upon an unknown planet. Pitch Black was the sole survivor of the accident, though gravely injured. He was ultimately found by an unaffiliated medical ship who had his injured limbs and chest replaced with cybernetics. However, the only thing they couldn't save, was his mind. Driven mad by the catastrophe he was in, Pitch Black slaughtered all aboard the medical ship and disappeared for a number of years.
Years later, Pitch Black reemerged as leader of a massive gang of space pirates and smugglers called 'The Syndicate'. For the past ten years, Pitch Black and his cohorts have made a terrible and notorious name for themselves, terrorizing the galaxy by swarming and looting ships, as well as smuggling illegal contraband. Pitch Black became one of the most feared names in the galaxy. Eventually, Pitch Black himself led a ruthless surprise attack upon the Solar Consortium Capital Warship, Solar Eclipse, successfully capturing. Pitch Black now commands the Solar Eclipse, now called The Bloody Deceit, serving as the command ship of the entire Syndicate Starfleet.
Allegiance - Leader of The Syndicate
Ship - A Solar Consortium Capital Warship, which Pitch Black himself captured, now called The Bloody Deceit and commands the The Syndicate Starfleet.

Faction Name - The Syndicate
Faction Type - Crime Organisation
Ideology - Making Illicit funds and wealth while also fucking shit up for the rest of the galaxy.
Leader - Pitch Black
Size - Big
Background - The scourge of the galaxy, The Syndicate is an enormous gang of space pirates and smugglers, lead by the evil cyborg unicorn, Pitch Black. They swarm the galaxy like locust in their deadly starfighters and frigates, ether looting and raiding settlements and trade-ships or smuggling illegal contraband. They're headquarters lies at the distant edge of the galaxy, ruling over a system of a dying star. The Syndicate is infamous for capturing and commandeering a Solar Consortium Capital Warship Solar Eclipse. The ship is now called the The Bloody Deciet and is commanded by Pitch Black himself.

I have a few little problems with these two. One, is how the heck they'd steal a capital warship from the largest empire, and how Pitch would build such a huge group in absolute secret. Not to mention that Pitch isn't a very player-character friendly sort of fellow, which is all swell and good, but having a huge chaotic pirate faction will be trouble when the real bad guys show up.

[The Flutterlands]

Name - Pitch Black
Gender - Male
Age - 40.
Race - Unicorn
Special Talent - Leadership and Charisma.
Personality - Psychotic and volatile, Pitch Black is an insane, yet charismatic, nasty piece of work. He's greedy, arrogant and would stop at nothing to get what he wants. Pitch Black is also secretly cowardly and would run and hide if the tide of battle turns against him. The black unicorn is also very treacherous, rarely ever keeping his promises made to unsuspecting victims of his schemes.
Appearance A slender, black unicorn with a black mane & tail with emerald green eyes. However, his chest, left hindleg, right foreleg and his chest as well as his left eye, have all been replaced with cybernetics. His cybernetic foreleg resembles more of a griffin's rather than a pony's, having very sharp talons.
Skills - Leadership, charisma, space navigation, piloting and combat, marksmanship and swordsmanship.
Equipment - Cybernetic prostectics, swords, and pistols.
Background - Pitch Black was born in the Solar Consortium. Never knowing who his parents were, or what happened to them, the black unicorn grew up in an orphanage, where he would often take part in gangs of other foals, often times assuming leadership. In these gangs, Pitch Black would often bully others, while also standing up for those less fortunate.
Upon growing up, Pitch Black entered the Star Ship Academy, learning all the skills of running and commanding ships, before entering the Consortium Navy. Years passed and the black unicorn rose through the ranks and fought in many wars, rising to the rank of Admiral. However, a terrible accident occured, which caused his ship, the Solar Consortium Capital Warship, Solar Storm, to crash down upon an unknown planet. Pitch Black was the sole survivor of the accident, though gravely injured. He was ultimately found by an unaffiliated medical ship who had his injured limbs and chest replaced with cybernetics. However, the only thing they couldn't save, was his mind. Driven mad by the catastrophe he was in, Pitch Black slaughtered all aboard the medical ship and disappeared for a number of years.
Years later, Pitch Black reemerged as leader of a massive gang of space pirates and smugglers called 'The Syndicate'. For the past ten years, Pitch Black and his cohorts have made a terrible and notorious name for themselves, terrorizing the galaxy by swarming and looting ships, as well as smuggling illegal contraband. Pitch Black became one of the most feared names in the galaxy. Eventually, Pitch Black himself led a ruthless surprise attack upon the Solar Consortium Capital Warship, Solar Eclipse, successfully capturing. Pitch Black now commands the Solar Eclipse, now called The Bloody Deceit, serving as the command ship of the entire Syndicate Starfleet.
Allegiance - Leader of The Syndicate
Ship - A Solar Consortium Capital Warship, which Pitch Black himself captured, now called The Bloody Deceit and commands the The Syndicate Starfleet.

Faction Name - The Syndicate
Faction Type - Crime Organisation
Ideology - Making Illicit funds and wealth while also fucking shit up for the rest of the galaxy.
Leader - Pitch Black
Size - Big
Background - The scourge of the galaxy, The Syndicate is an enormous gang of space pirates and smugglers, lead by the evil cyborg unicorn, Pitch Black. They swarm the galaxy like locust in their deadly starfighters and frigates, ether looting and raiding settlements and trade-ships or smuggling illegal contraband. They're headquarters lies at the distant edge of the galaxy, ruling over a system of a dying star. The Syndicate is infamous for capturing and commandeering a Solar Consortium Capital Warship Solar Eclipse. The ship is now called the The Bloody Deciet and is commanded by Pitch Black himself.

I have a few little problems with these two. One, is how the heck they'd steal a capital warship from the largest empire, and how Pitch would build such a huge group in absolute secret. Not to mention that Pitch isn't a very player-character friendly sort of fellow, which is all swell and good, but having a huge chaotic pirate faction will be trouble when the real bad guys show up.

1.) Since Pitch Black himself once commanded a Solar Consortium Capital Warship in the past, I'd assume he'd know how to capture one.
2.) It really wasn't a secret that an army of Space Pirates was being built. It's just that nopony suspected Pitch Black to be behind it since he's beem presumed dead.
3.) Depending on who the true bad guys are, Pitch Black would ether join them as a merc, join the side trying to take them down temporarily, or simply try to fuck their shit up as well for shits and giggles.

[MightyQuinn]

Faction Name - Argus Assurance
Faction Type - Company
Ideology/Goals - "The Good Life Protection Company". AA is an insurance company, collecting premiums for long term policies for creatures and property (such as ships) as well as short term policies on individual cargo shipments. Leader - Tyr Drakon (Dragon), Founder and CEO.
Size - Moderate.
Background - Argus Assurance began as a way to provide funds for families of their insured to carry on in the event of the accidental death of policy holder in their line of work, including murder but not suicide (even by proxy) or death by dueling. Standard life insurance policies generally covered funeral services and five years of death benefits equal to five years of the policy holder's salary. Insurance on starships, cargos and items to generally to replace the fair market loss. Policies greater than the standard have commensurately greater premiums. AA has a very favorable public reputation with straightforward contracts and reliable service. The Argus Assurance Claims & Collections Dept. Seems to know, or find out, everything regarding the incidents that prompt claims. There is an unsubstantiated rumor that AA also maintains a "Retribution Department" that is activated when legal options have been exhausted. Behind it all, CEO Tyr Drakon leads and inspires his executives and employees in ways few other insurance companies have ever had a history of doing.

[Das Metro]

I have a few little problems with these two. One, is how the heck they'd steal a capital warship from the largest empire, and how Pitch would build such a huge group in absolute secret. Not to mention that Pitch isn't a very player-character friendly sort of fellow, which is all swell and good, but having a huge chaotic pirate faction will be trouble when the real bad guys show up.

1.) Since Pitch Black himself once commanded a Solar Consortium Capital Warship in the past, I'd assume he'd know how to capture one.
2.) It really wasn't a secret that an army of Space Pirates was being built. It's just that nopony suspected Pitch Black to be behind it since he's beem presumed dead.
3.) Depending on who the true bad guys are, Pitch Black would ether join them as a merc, join the side trying to take them down temporarily, or simply try to fuck their shit up as well for shits and giggles.

1. Just because he knows how to take one, doesn't mean he could. If it's a capital warship, it'd be surrounded by a whole fleet of other ships, that's what makes it the capital warship.
2. If everyone knew that a space pirate army was being built, I think it'd make sense that the various groups would work to stop it.
3. The Emeritus would annihilate the Syndicate if they attempted to assault their own huge fortress-planet-ship. They're the bad guys for a reason, they're the first hostile alien life encountered, from beyond the outer rim. They don't need mercs.

[The Flutterlands]

Name - Pitch Black
Gender - Male
Age - 40.
Race - Unicorn
Special Talent - Leadership and Charisma.
Personality - Psychotic, volatile and a pure military genius, Pitch Black is an insane, yet charismatic, nasty piece of work. He's greedy, arrogant and would stop at nothing to get what he wants. Pitch Black is also secretly cowardly and would run and hide if the tide of battle turns against him. The black unicorn is also very treacherous, rarely ever keeping his promises made to unsuspecting victims of his schemes.
Appearance A slender, black unicorn with a black mane & tail with emerald green eyes. However, his chest, left hindleg, right foreleg and his chest as well as his left eye, have all been replaced with cybernetics. His cybernetic foreleg resembles more of a griffin's rather than a pony's, having very sharp talons.
Skills - Leadership, charisma, space navigation, piloting and combat, marksmanship and swordsmanship.
Equipment - Cybernetic prostectics, swords, and pistols.
Background - Pitch Black was born in the Solar Consortium. Never knowing who his parents were, or what happened to them, the black unicorn grew up in an orphanage, where he would often take part in gangs of other foals, often times assuming leadership. In these gangs, Pitch Black would often bully others, while also standing up for those less fortunate.
Upon growing up, Pitch Black entered the Star Ship Academy, learning all the skills of running and commanding ships, before entering the Consortium Navy. Years passed and the black unicorn rose through the ranks and fought in many wars, rising to the rank of Admiral. He has even been called a war hero for his valiant and strategic service. However, a terrible accident occured, which caused his ship, the Solar Consortium Capital Warship, Solar Storm, to crash down upon an unknown planet. Pitch Black was the sole survivor of the accident, though gravely injured. He was ultimately found by an unaffiliated medical ship who had his injured limbs and chest replaced with cybernetics. However, the only thing they couldn't save, was his mind. Driven mad by the catastrophe he was in, Pitch Black slaughtered all aboard the medical ship and disappeared for a number of years.
Years later, Pitch Black reemerged as leader of a massive gang of space pirates and smugglers called 'The Syndicate'. For the past ten years, Pitch Black and his cohorts have made a terrible and notorious name for themselves, terrorizing the outer rim of the galaxy by swarming and looting ships, as well as smuggling illegal contraband within the major empires. Pitch Black became one of the most feared names in the galaxy. Eventually, Pitch Black himself led a ruthless surprise attack upon the Solar Consortium Destroyer, Solar Eclipse, successfully capturing. Pitch Black now commands the Solar Eclipse, now called The Bloody Deceit, serving as the command ship of the entire Syndicate Starfleet.
Allegiance - Leader of The Syndicate
Ship - A Solar Consortium Destroyer, which Pitch Black himself captured, now called The Bloody Deceit and commands the The Syndicate Starfleet.

Faction Name - The Syndicate
Faction Type - Crime Organisation
Ideology - Making Illicit funds and wealth while also fucking shit up for the rest of the galaxy.
Leader - Pitch Black
Size - Big
Background - The scourge of the galaxy, The Syndicate is an enormous gang of space pirates and smugglers, lead by the evil cyborg unicorn, Pitch Black. They swarm the Outer Rim like locust in their deadly starfighters and frigates, ether looting and raiding settlements and trade-ships or smuggling illegal contraband, while also absorbing Griffin Warbands into their ranks. They're headquarters lies at the distant edge of the galaxy, ruling over a system of a dying star. The Syndicate is infamous for capturing and commandeering a Solar Consortium Destroyer, Solar Eclipse. The ship is now called the The Bloody Deciet and is commanded by Pitch Black himself.

[Das Metro]

Name - Pitch Black
Gender - Male
Age - 40.
Race - Unicorn
Special Talent - Leadership and Charisma.
Personality - Psychotic and volatile, Pitch Black is an insane, yet charismatic, nasty piece of work. He's greedy, arrogant and would stop at nothing to get what he wants. Pitch Black is also secretly cowardly and would run and hide if the tide of battle turns against him. The black unicorn is also very treacherous, rarely ever keeping his promises made to unsuspecting victims of his schemes.
Appearance A slender, black unicorn with a black mane & tail with emerald green eyes. However, his chest, left hindleg, right foreleg and his chest as well as his left eye, have all been replaced with cybernetics. His cybernetic foreleg resembles more of a griffin's rather than a pony's, having very sharp talons.
Skills - Leadership, charisma, space navigation, piloting and combat, marksmanship and swordsmanship.
Equipment - Cybernetic prostectics, swords, and pistols.
Background - Pitch Black was born in the Solar Consortium. Never knowing who his parents were, or what happened to them, the black unicorn grew up in an orphanage, where he would often take part in gangs of other foals, often times assuming leadership. In these gangs, Pitch Black would often bully others, while also standing up for those less fortunate.
Upon growing up, Pitch Black entered the Star Ship Academy, learning all the skills of running and commanding ships, before entering the Consortium Navy. Years passed and the black unicorn rose through the ranks and fought in many wars, rising to the rank of Admiral. However, a terrible accident occured, which caused his ship, the Solar Consortium Capital Warship, Solar Storm, to crash down upon an unknown planet. Pitch Black was the sole survivor of the accident, though gravely injured. He was ultimately found by an unaffiliated medical ship who had his injured limbs and chest replaced with cybernetics. However, the only thing they couldn't save, was his mind. Driven mad by the catastrophe he was in, Pitch Black slaughtered all aboard the medical ship and disappeared for a number of years.
Years later, Pitch Black reemerged as leader of a massive gang of space pirates and smugglers called 'The Syndicate'. For the past ten years, Pitch Black and his cohorts have made a terrible and notorious name for themselves, terrorizing the outer rim of the galaxy by swarming and looting ships, as well as smuggling illegal contraband within the major empires. Pitch Black became one of the most feared names in the galaxy. Eventually, Pitch Black himself led a ruthless surprise attack upon the Solar Consortium Destroyer, Solar Eclipse, successfully capturing. Pitch Black now commands the Solar Eclipse, now called The Bloody Deceit, serving as the command ship of the entire Syndicate Starfleet.
Allegiance - Leader of The Syndicate
Ship - A Solar Consortium Destroyer, which Pitch Black himself captured, now called The Bloody Deceit and commands the The Syndicate Starfleet.

Faction Name - The Syndicate
Faction Type - Crime Organisation
Ideology - Making Illicit funds and wealth while also fucking shit up for the rest of the galaxy.
Leader - Pitch Black
Size - Big
Background - The scourge of the galaxy, The Syndicate is an enormous gang of space pirates and smugglers, lead by the evil cyborg unicorn, Pitch Black. They swarm the Outer Rim like locust in their deadly starfighters and frigates, ether looting and raiding settlements and trade-ships or smuggling illegal contraband. They're headquarters lies at the distant edge of the galaxy, ruling over a system of a dying star. The Syndicate is infamous for capturing and commandeering a Solar Consortium Destroyer, Solar Eclipse. The ship is now called the The Bloody Deciet and is commanded by Pitch Black himself.

Looking better! Accepted on the condition that you don't go too crazy. Having a fleet doesn't mean you can take on the big players like the Consortium or Imperium. As a pirate fleet, it's really a mix of big and little ships.