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My name is Pieter "Duchess" Tuulinen, chairman of the Tuulinen Foundation, General of the Aurora Brigade, loyal servant of the True CEO Haatakan Oiritsuu. Father to Winds knows how many sons, husband to a professionally furious Civire wife. And I will have my vengeance in this world or the next.

You heard her.

Haha, she actually did. That's what you get for having a questionable youth.

Heh, I knew there had to be some story for that.

My name is Arrendis Culome. I am two weeks old. My body is calibrated to an age of what I assume is approximately twenty-four standard years, though the med-techs swear they regressed the template to nineteen the way I bribed them to. My mind's original iteration was born in YC88, so by some measures, I'm thirty. But we die, even if someone else gets to run around later remembering our lives, and I am only two weeks old. I have a life expectancy of roughly two months. So I have about three weeks before it's time for my mid-life crisis. I may get it over with now and avoid the long lines at the orgy-tariums.

That's a joke.

I am a Sebiestor Matari, of Clan Stjörnauga. We're spacers, and have been for a long, long time. My family still lives on the RSS Station over Huggar (Pator III), where I first learned to crawl through conduits and stick body parts into dangerous machinery in order to make it work again.

I graduated from the Pator Tech School, and set out across the cluster to find my fortune. My route initially took me to the hinterlands of the State, the Inoue pocket behind Isaziwa. I hooked up with a mining corporation based out of one of the Lai Dai stations, and flew combat overwatch and freight hauling for them. We eventually decided to move into the newly-discovered systems of Anoikis to make our fortune, and spent a few years in relatively secure obscurity making money and developing our skills. Most of the combat pilots in the corporation focused on attack tactics and specializing in blowing things up, but I felt Logistics work was an area where we were under-represented, and so began training in that direction. It's a decision I have never regretted.

Some years later, one of the pilots I'd flown with in Anoikis contacted me to tell me that he and a few of the others had relocated to nullsec with a new corporation, and needed a Logistics pilot they trusted. That was my introduction to Get Off My Lawn (LAWN), and the ClusterF*ck Coalition. Over the years, I moved from one alliance to another as corporate politics made it necessary. Just before the Fountain War in YC113, my corporation moved into Fatal Ascension, and I spent the war as one of four primary Logistics anchors for the Coalition, along with Alizabeth Vea, Fleischgewehr, and the incomparable Akasha Mayan.

At the war's end, many in my corporation who had not contributed to the war effort were hungry to carve out their own space, and made plans to relocate to Great Wildlands. Having poured my efforts into establishing bonds with the CFC logi pilots and FCs, though, I had no interests in roaming the wilds of Thukker space, and found a new home in TNT to continue the work that was increasingly becoming the focus of all my efforts.

Eventually, I found myself in Goonwaffe, heading up the formation of the RepSwarm Special Interest Group, a cross-alliance wing of the Coalition intended to teach new Logistics pilots and anchors the skills to excel at their jobs, and to guarantee that no matter how hurriedly or unexpectedly the call might go out for a fleet, the FC would be able to trust that their Logistics wing would be competently staffed and led.

Since then, it has been my privilege to lead the talented men and women of RepSwarm. While I have been given additional duties that carry a higher degree of authority, it remains an honor to work and fight alongside them to do everything we can to ensure that our fleets enjoy the highest quality of support and remain in the very best of hands. RepSwarm is my first, best calling in this lifetime, and I wouldn't trade them for anything in this cluster.

Along the way, I've made some friends. I've made more enemies. I've even made enemies of people who said they were friends, and that they valued personal loyalty, and then threw me aside because I wouldn't betray and denounce the people who rely on me. But I don't regret a moment of it.

In my free time, of which there is very little, I usually... sleep. Or drink until I sleep. The windows of contiguous free time are, as I've said, vanishingly small. I do make sure to try to clear a chunk of my schedule when possible to assist in the ARC Hive expeditions. And when I do get a reasonable amount of time, I like to sneak into Amarr and make sure certain friends of mine are in good health and good spirits - even if sometimes that means bringing over take-out and doing the dishes myself.

And by the way?



She really doesn't.

Oh my goodness, you are the most adorable thing in the world.

I am retired Navy Veteran. I hail from Mishi IV. I am a member of the Societas Imperialis Sceptri Coronaeque.

Right now, I am in Miss Luna's "dog house" and assigned to deep space exploration in low security, null and WH space.

Hi there! I'm Haruna and I'm a miner living out in Null security space! I don't much like combat, but I love talking to people!

Hi. I'm Tamiroth (yes, I know that it's also a planet) and I like ponies.

No, I mean actual ponies, as in four-legged domesticated equine mammals below 150 centimeters in height, covered in coarse hair, with hooves and all.

I used to ride them alot when I was a child.

My ancestors were the Khanid warlords of Athra, after all.