Heave to, Ye Scallywags! Join the Fight Against Newbro Griefing with The Church o' Space Piracy and The Disciples o' Space Piracy!

Ahoy there, ye brave souls and true pirates! Are ye fed up with spineless bullies preying on newbros and hiding behind their shiny ships like cowards? Tired of watching these lowlifes pick on rookies because they’re too afraid to face a real fight? Then it’s time to join The Disciples o’ Space Piracy, where we rise up against the griefers and take back what’s rightfully ours!

We be an alliance founded in the heart of Stain, a region where freedom reigns and pirates thrive. We’re here to stand against the underhanded tactics of those who hide behind spies and manipulative tactics—like Good Sax, who prey on newbros while avoiding a real challenge. We’re here to take Stain back from their clutches and create a haven for those who know how to live like real pirates.

Whether ye be a lone wolf looking for a crew or a corp seeking a new cause, we’ve got a place for you. Join us as we carve our own path, stand up to bullies, and take the fight to the true enemies of freedom!


Why Stand With Us?

For Individuals:

  • Pirate Freedom: No forced fleets, no grindin’ quotas, no taxes. You’re free to play your way—whether that’s lootin’, PvP, exploration, or just enjoying the pirate life.
  • A True Pirate’s Life: Here, you get to be your own captain. No one tells you how to play, but you’ll always find a hand ready to help when you need it.
  • Guidance for Newbros: If you’re new to the game, our veterans are ready to help you get your bearings. But make no mistake—we don’t hold your hand, we give you the tools to thrive as a true pirate.

For Corporations:

  • Your Crew, Your Rules: No interference from us! We support your autonomy and help your corp grow, whether you’re a small crew or a seasoned bunch looking for a fresh start.
  • A Cause Worth Fighting For: Fight alongside us to take Stain back from the tyranny of the Good Sax. Stand up to their griefing and manipulative ways.
  • No Taxes, No Bull: We don’t demand tribute, we don’t micromanage. Your corp’s coffers are your own—everything we do together is for the fun of it.
  • A Growing Alliance: As underdogs in the fight for Stain, we’re expanding our ranks and strengthening our influence. Whether you need help with logistics, a fleet to back you up, or just a thriving pirate community to share in the spoils, we’re building something great together—and there’s room for you to join the rise!

What We Fight For:

We’re not just about piracy—we’re about freedom, fun, and independence. We stand against those who think they can bully newbros and hide behind their shiny ships. Together, we fight for:

  • Freedom: Stain belongs to the bold. It’s time to reclaim it from those who seek to oppress and control.
  • Fun: EVE’s a game—let’s make it one worth playing. We’re here for the thrills, the laughs, and the camaraderie.
  • Independence: Whether you’re an individual pilot or a corp, you control your destiny. No one tells you what to do here.

What We’re Looking For:

For Corporations:

If you’re a corp that values freedom and adventure, we want you. Let’s work together to take Stain back and make our mark on the galaxy.

For Individuals:

If you’re ready to stand up against griefers, enjoy true pirate freedom, and fight alongside a crew that’s got your back, come join us!


Are Ye Ready to Fight Back?

It’s time to stand up to the bullies and take Stain back! The Disciples o’ Space Piracy are here to make a real difference. We’re not just looking to fight for our own gain—we’re here to bring freedom and fun back to the region, free from manipulation and underhanded tactics. If you’re tired of the griefers and want to join an alliance that fights for a cause, we’re ready to have you.

Let’s reclaim Stain, show the griefers what real pirates can do, and make EVE a game worth playing!


Freedom. Fun. Space Piracy.

Contact Cattraknoff for inquiries and enlistment. The galaxy’s waiting—join the fight today!

Yarrrrrr! Avast ye scurvy carebears!

Looking for explorers. Handing out free ships to get the booty!

The Church of Space Piracy is recruiting!

Please stop calling it Booty that’s not what that means.

No one wants to join a corp if you have to get it on with the membership

The word belonged to pirates before it belonged to anyone else matey! I’m taking it back!

That’s not all you’re taking, Winkety Wink :wink:

yarrrr we still be recruitin’ mateys!

Yarrrrrr! Avast ye scurvy carebears!

We’re growing at a good pace and looking for more recruits! Yarrrrr!

Join us for the love of sacred space booty!

The Church is still looking for more recruits.

Ahoy there mateys! We’re looking for recruits!

Ahoy! We are looking for any recruits, corporations, and alliances who will support the cause of the liberation of Stain!

The Church is still recruiting and seeking allies in our struggle!

Yarrrrr! Avast ye scurvy carebears! Come join our humble Church says I.

Ahoy, landlubbers! Are ye tired of mining rocks and running errands for NPC overlords? The Church of Space Piracy calls ye to a better life—one o’ freedom, plunder, an’ the thrill of the hunt! In nullsec, every ship’s yer prey, and every wreck be a trophy. We’ll arm ye, train ye, and show ye how to live free o’ highsec’s leashes. Toss off yer carebear shackles and join us where the real fun begins!

Attention all free-spirited captains! The Disciples of Space Piracy be callin’ fer corporations that crave freedom and fun above all else. In our alliance, there be no taxes and no overlords—just an equal seat at the table and a shared vision of building a pirate nation in the lawless depths of Stain. Leave behind the sovnull grind an’ highsec monotony. Join us, where every day’s a battle, a party, or both!

Yarrrrrr! We still be recruitin’ new pilots and corporations!

Join us and you can be free to trash talk in local as long as it’s in Piratese and all for good fun!

Example of Piratese trash talk:

Arr, what sad excuse fer a scallywag be ye? I’ve seen better aim from a drunken parrot with an eyepatch! Yer ship’s slower than a Golem in reverse, and yer tactics be about as sharp as a wet sponge. Did ye forget to load yer cannons, or were ye hopin’ to scare me off with that pitiful display? Ye’ve got the backbone o’ a jellyfish and the brains o’ a loot can—emptier than the hold o’ a rookie miner! Best be scuttlin’ yerself now, before ye embarrass yerself further, ye scurvy whelp!

Yarrrrrr!

Yarrrrrrr! We still be recruitin’!