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reapers contractors / R3APER5
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We are the shadow that falls upon the battlefield, the last thing your enemies see before they meet their end. Reapers Contractors—no mercy, no retreat, only the inevitable
History
REAPERS ORIGIN LORE
They locked us away and thought we’d rot.
We weren’t criminals—not really. Some of us spoke out. Some of us refused orders. Some of us just happened to be in the wrong place when the UEE decided to flex its power. They called us traitors, insurgents, dissidents. But all we ever did was protect the people they hurt. Civilians. Colonists. Families caught in the crossfire of greed and control.
They tossed us into a high-security blacksite, buried deep beneath some nameless rock. We were meant to disappear. But they made one mistake: they put us all in one place. Fighters. Engineers. Medics. Pilots. Killers with a code. When they started abusing the innocent inmates—starving them, torturing them for information, leaving them to die in sealed cells—we knew we couldn’t wait for rescue. We became our own salvation.
We tunneled beneath the prison, down past service lines and forgotten crawlspaces until we hit the underbelly of the security wing. We took the guards by surprise—silent, brutal, righteous. Their guns became our guns. Their systems became our access. By the time alarms lit up the surface, it was already too late. The facility was ours.
And that’s when he came—DDR, our ace pilot, tearing through orbit in his battered but unbreakable Constellation Taurus. The facility’s defenses didn’t stand a chance. He landed hot, rear ramp open, gunfire blazing. One by one, we boarded that ship with blood on our boots and fire in our hearts. When we broke atmo, we weren’t fugitives anymore—we were Reapers.
Since that day, we’ve been fighting the long war. For freedom. For justice. For those who can’t fight back. We don’t forget where we came from. And we’ll never stop pushing forward.
Manifesto
WHO WE ARE
We are not heroes.
We are not patriots.
We are the ones who stood in the fire when the rest fled screaming.
Forged in the hellfire of a UEE prison, we carved our path to freedom with bare hands, blood, and bullets.
They called us criminals.
We became soldiers.
They called us monsters.
We became Reapers.
We are the Reapers Contractors — a private military force with no flag but our own, no master but the mission, and no mercy for those who prey on the innocent. We do not serve empires. We bury them.
WHAT WE FIGHT FOR
Justice isn’t found in a senate hall or behind a bureaucrat’s desk.
It’s found at the end of a rifle barrel, in the black vacuum between stars, and on the battlefield soaked with truth.
The UEE broke their oath to protect. So we took up arms to finish what they failed to do.
We fight for those left behind, the silenced, the betrayed, and the forgotten.
We are the reckoning that comes when the systems rot.
We are the ones who bring balance — not through law, but through force.
HOW WE OPERATE
Every Reaper is a blade in the dark.
We are pilots, soldiers, hunters, medics, gunners, haulers — and all are weapons sharpened by war.
We live by the Reaper Code, not for fame or credits, but for the cause.
Unity. Discipline. Loyalty. No exceptions.
Our contracts are clean, our execution ruthless, and our reputation feared.
Step out of line, and we don’t negotiate.
We terminate.
TO OUR ENEMIES
If you’re reading this, it’s already too late.
We don’t warn twice.
We don’t bluff.
We don’t retreat.
You can hide behind your fleets.
You can beg your corrupted governments.
You can pray to whatever gods listen in the dark.
But when the Reapers come… you answer for your sins.
REMEMBER THE CREED
“No Mercy. No Retreat. Only the Inevitable.”
We are the Reapers Contractors.
And when we come…
We don’t knock.
Charter
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