Tired of being another faceless line member in a blob alliance? Want to join a group where your terrible killmails get celebrated, your mining lasers are applauded, and your misery is shared equally among comrades?
We are the Brigade of the Last Capsuleer — a small but stubborn corp clawing its way through Omist with duct tape, bad decisions, and a killboard that’s finally not an embarrassment.
What we offer: • PvP roams (sometimes glorious, sometimes hilarious, always bloody). • Industry & mining (yes, we even have a moon now, come get your rocks). • Ratting & PvE to fund your next magnificent explosion. • A killboard slowly bleeding green and members who actually talk.
What we ask: • Show up when you can, laugh when you explode. • Fly cheap, die cheaper. • Be a human being. (Bots, spreadsheets, and drama-lords will be executed at dawn.)
We’re newbro-friendly, vet-welcoming, and run fleets that range from “semi-competent” to “what the hell was that, why are we alive?”
So if you want to be part of something that’s growing from the ground up — something messy, fun, and occasionally brilliant — hit us up. You’ll get to say “I was there when it was small and miserable” as we grow our name and legend in New Eden!
To blood. To ore. To Omist.
zkill: Brigade of the Lost Capsuleer | Corporation | zKillboard
Discord: Lost Capsuleer