Alliance & Corporation Recruitment Center

The Red Island Foundation was founded by myself and a good friend of mine a short while ago. We had grown tired of the constant grind that was involved with large 0.0 corps / alliances over the years and we wanted to get back to having fun, this is the core idea that our Corp was founded upon.... fun, we all have lives outside of this game and they come first.

Currently the Corp is involved in Faction Warfare with-in the Minmatar Militia, this offers us the ability to gain ISK at a reasonable rate and also it offers plenty of small scale and solo PvP. The Corp does have plans to utilise Black Ops fleets and to return to 0.0 as a home ground in the future.
We want pilots who have a healthy interest in PvP weather you are a old vet or a budding new pilot no matter what ships you fly there is a place for everyone except idiots and ass-hats you guys can go apply to the goons.

What we want from you:

Good sense of humour
Ability to use TeamSpeak
5mill minimum Skill Points (Negotiable)
API Required

What we can offer:

PvP from High sec down to 0.0 we try to cover them all.
TeamSpeak Server
Great ISK income via Faction Warfare
Killboard
Training given if needed
A great group of people to enjoy your game time with
T1 Ship replacement programme

So if you are looking to enjoy the game, hang out with mates, make a lot of ISK and get some kills why not come have a chat with us and join the in-game channel listed below or send me a in-game mail / convo.

In-Game Public Channel - TRIF-PUB

Also we are looking for more FC's and Officer's please contact me directly if you want to fill any of these roles.

Come get some BBQ sauce on ya sausage!!!

Oh look I got some mayo on my wiener sausage...

Bump for Julius Priscus

Oh yah bud! That would be great! Pew pew is always welcomed, especially with old buds!

Jonny Evil

There is a silly sausage in every porky pack
And when the other links aren't looking
When they've turned their beefy backs
The silly sausage will escape and head off on the run
Looking for a good time just like this pink and perky one

Out of the frying pan and over the fire
He leapt sprouting little sausage legs
To avoid being burnt with the bacon
And fried up with eggs

He sang sizzle sizzle while playing a fiddle
And whizzed around the kitchen tops
Making the meatballs green with envy
As well as the pork pies and the pork chops

Cartwheeling through the cakes and sweets
The sausage did not like to linger
And when I tried to catch him as he capered
He slipped right through my fingers

But just when he was having his silliest fun
Dancing with a banana, a biscuit and a bun
His plan it started to go south
When he danced onto a levitating fork
And right into my mouth!



what a mean this aint poetry class?

OH FFS THEN!

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