Broken Buccaneers

Shut the fuck up and listen! This 'eres the short o' the Broken Buccaneers, the most badass gang of thieving pirates, brigands, and mercenaries this side of any Galaxy, and don't you forget it.

That there's our ship, The Devil's Codpiece, and ain't she a just the most beautiful gorgeous piece of rusted scrap metal on wings. Barely managed to fit all our loot and guns on 'er before our old Asteroid Base got blown to smithereens by them fags.

But you know how it is with pirates, "he who fights and runs away, lives ta' fight another day"

But when you've got 4000 of the most ruthless cuthroats and itchy-trigger fingers from every corner of the galaxy and more species of than I've got growing under my big toe, just who do you put in charge of this ticking time bomb of gungo gun wielding badasses flying and screaming through cold empty space?

Me, that's fucking who.

I'm Captain Khrodes, Captain of the Broken Buccaneers. I'm certified, rarefied, and testified in 100 fields of ass kicking and name taking. And if you think I'm like those other pus-bags who hide behind captains chairs like a baby in a crib, you've got another thing coming.

I lead from the front on my hog. I'm a Ksarmian, and air is for pansies who can't ride through space like a MAN.

I'm the guy who's gonna lead us to new looting grounds! And don't let politics fool ya, just cause we're sleeping with strange bedwhores, we're in this lot only long enough to get to the next promised land. Just consider us paid mercenaries.

For now.