The Eminence Front / TEFO

Humans. Who are we? How did we get here?

As a species we have spread far and wide into the eternal black emptiness like so many trillions of amebae swimming in the belly of an enormous cosmic Stormwal.

How far has the human race truly come? Some would say we’ve never evolved further than the latest load-out on an Avenger Titan…..thanks SUBLIMINAL.

We need a new drug and it’s not even the year 3000…. Someone long ago said that was a very good year, some Lucy in the Sky with Diamond BS.

Any who, where were we? Oh yes, the manifesto!

Spend enough time on any random server of the “Persistent Universe” and one is bound to become hopelessly obsessed, or at the very least, develop a hemorrhoid or two.

Hours turn into days, days into weeks, weeks into months, months into…what’s that you say? You’re not there yet? Plan on it my friend and find yourself an extremely comfortable chair before leaving menus.

Stumble into one murder elevator too many and you’ll know you have arrived. Would a stairwell be too much to ask for in Grim Hex?? We shall digress no further.

Countless hours and precious resources spent carving a decent life for ourselves in the ‘Verse continuously hang in the balance, and while most are striving to make a positive impact on the systems they explore, there are those who would endeavor to render us asunder.

Senseless killing hasn’t lost its glamour in the 30th century, in fact it’s far more lucrative than ever before…been to Jumptown lately?

Murder does not need a specific location to come killing, and it’s this painfully inconvenient plot twist that has so many undersuits soiled beyond redemption.

Few things are crueler than when minding your own business on a low reward box delivery, or innocent mining jaunt, some random malcontent appears out of nowhere to blow you into smithereens.

Is all honor lost to the massive black holes haunting our gravitons?!

Will the basement dwelling misanthropes win the battle between good and evil?

Will you pick up arms to push back against these reeking hordes, scratching their pimpled arses as they empty their missile racks upon innocent Citizens?

Taking out sad and angry gankers in dire need of a hug is not our only purpose fare traveler, though a fine and just one.

Conformist and misfits alike, a better, safer, more unified galaxy awaits.

We call on you to fight with us, discover with us, defend and aide those in need with us, adventure and explore with us, seek fun and fortune with us!!

We welcome you as our partners, friends, brothers and sisters in arms, fellow bar hoping knuckleheads, to find the fun, find the credits, find the working bartenders, and for Chris Robert’s sake, find the ways to STAY ALIVE!

Join us! We are The Eminence Front

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