This is what started it all two years ago.
Premise - Shadowy evil organisation called Purple splinters into two factions, Red and Blue.
Blue are traditionists with old values, want to carry on the shadowy operations controlling the universe with a dark hand, worship the teapot of justice amongst other things.
Red want to just take over, don't care who knows it, don't like the old ways.
Both are dirty, evil bastards, just in their own way.
Feel free to make shit up, comedy smack is more than welcome.
2 years ago now, I couldn't believe there was no food left in the stores, we'd just come back a weeks pillaging in Syndicate, sure we'd got loads of loot, weapons, ammunition, ship upgrades. No damn food!
I knew Tron Sarkus kept a sneaky stash of munchies in the old crypt so I headed off down there to see what I could scavenge, nosing around I found a foodbox in his office, broke it open, aha! Pot Noodle! Only a Chicken and Mushroom one which is probably the most disgusting but damn I was hungry, I had a laser sidearm with me which would heat the water up just fine, I wandered off out to head back to my cabin and tripped up on my way out, falling over and on top of the Pot Noodle, cracking the plastic pot. Fuck.
So I'm hungry, I have pot noodle with no pot, but wait, I'm in the crypt right? I knew it was here somewhere, Tron and I had argued about it just the night before, stupid "Teapot of Justice", I was sick of the old rituals, dressing up in those Minmatar slave girl costumes and drinking lemon tea while watching Podpilot Idol. To hell with it, I looked around and there it was mounted on a plinth adorned with the Purple Arms and next to the Forbidden Toaster of Desire (wish I had some bread tbh). There was nothing else for it, I grabbed the teapot, filled in the the potless pot noodle, added water, pew pew with the shooty gun and it was hot as hell. Mmmmmm sacrilicious.
Just as I'm scoffing the last few chemically altered wheat noodles in he walks, flanked by General Arkaiser and Commander Thrace. I have to say, while it was clearly a grave moment in New Eden history, the look on his face was great, it was like . He erupted into one of his great rants, I didn't even listen to the words, I knew by the look on the faces of Sarkus and Arkaiser there was no backing down now, we'd gone too far, just as I knew that Thrace would eventually side with us.
I walk straight past them and out, opening my communicator and signalling General Raivi, "the time has come, the revolution begins today, RED DESTINY!"

