Prism Company / PRISMCORPS

  • Organization
  • Hardcore
  • Role play
  • Freelancing
    Freelancing
  • Social
    Social

In the fracture of light, we found each other.
p. Prism Company is a spectrum of misfits, tacticians, medics, and mercs—chaotic, capable, and loyal where it counts. From the clouds of Orison to the far reaches of the black, we follow the Light… even when it leads into shadow.



History

PRISM COMPANY HISTORY
“In the fracture of light, we found each other.”

Skyaari and Oba-Sicks were born of Earth, chasing the promise of Terra—but the stars had other plans. During a routine quantum jump, an anomaly tore through their flight path, throwing their vessel off course and into chaos. Time bent. Reality shimmered. And within the breach, they witnessed something not meant for mortal eyes: a Light, pure and blinding, alive with purpose.

Their ship crash-landed on Hurston—a world of smoke, storms, and survival. Bruised, grounded, but guided, they endured by clinging to that vision. The Light had shown them something divine. Not a god, but a truth. And in the wake of it, they were reborn.

On that scorched world, they shed their old names like shadows.
*Oba-Sicks became **Crimson Sicks***—the voice of fire, fury, and command.
*Skyaari became **Violet Skye***—the eye of the storm, planner, pilot, and keeper of Light.

Their journey carried them to New Babbage, where cold domes met hot ambition. It was there that fate guided them to **Gene “Steak” Black**—a battle-worn fleet veteran with a hangar full of warships and wisdom etched in scars. A survivor of Nine Tails conflicts and countless contracts, Steak didn’t follow the Light. He recognized it. And he answered the call.

From three rays came the spectrum.

More joined—**each a color**, each a voice, refracted by trials and tempered in trust. From scavengers to medics, bounty hunters to scholars, the Prism widened. And when they reached Orison, the floating city among the clouds, they saw it not just as a sanctuary—but a statement.
They had followed the Light into the sky itself.

There, above the smog and noise of Stanton’s chaos, they founded **Prism Company**—not merely as an organization, but as a philosophy. A living frequency. A family of color, cause, and chaos… carried forward by radiant purpose.

We don’t just follow the Light—we carry it.
bq. And where it shines, Prism walks.

Manifesto

PRISM COMPANY MANIFESTO
“We don’t follow the Light. We move through it.”

We are the refraction of chaos and clarity—a living spectrum cast across the stars. Prism Company is a fellowship of treasure hunters, medics, tacticians, and misfits, each of us a distinct hue shaped by the Light, and the lives we’ve lived in its wake.

We chase myths. We uncover wrecks. We track bounties and deal in rare finds—artifacts, weapons, components, and stories long buried in the black. Some call us scavengers. Others say mercs. The truth? We follow opportunity—wherever it shimmers.

We don’t start fights. But we don’t back down. The ’verse is dangerous—and we move fast, together, and without hesitation. Cross one of us, and you’ll meet the rest before your marker blinks out.

We’re looking for those who live in the stars. Midday to late-night operatives. Storytellers. Seekers. Anyone called to something more. If you’re here to roleplay, hunt treasure, build bonds, and leave your mark—there’s a color in the spectrum waiting for you.

We don’t serve empires. We don’t kneel to chaos.
bq. We follow the Light. And when it fractures, we shine.
bq. We are Prism.

Charter

PRISM COMPANY CHARTER
“Each color, a purpose. Each soul, a spark.”

We are the living spectrum—wanderers, tacticians, medics, and mercs, brought together by vision and velocity. Prism Company is more than crew. It’s family. It’s frequency. It’s Light.

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P – Path of the Light
We honor the Light in all its forms—stars, suns, and quantum burns.
It is our compass through storm and silence. We follow where it leads—even into the dark.
Roleplay is embraced, stories are celebrated, but all who move with purpose are welcome here.

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R – Respect is Law
Kindness and tolerance are non-negotiable.
We are diverse by design—Black, queer, trans, loud, quiet, loyal.
What breaks the bond breaks the beam.

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I – Industry Through Purpose
We chase what others overlook—lost relics, rare gear, buried knowledge.
Some call us scavengers. Others say mercs. The truth? We follow opportunity.
Profit is our pulse. The Light is our guide.

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S – Strength in Response
We don’t start fights—but we finish them.
The ’verse is dangerous, and we move as one.
When one of us is in danger, the rest answer the call. Fast. Focused. United.

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M – Many Hues, One Light
Each color in our Company represents more than role—it represents voice.
We are thinkers, explorers, guardians, and stormrunners.
Different backgrounds. Shared purpose. A single spectrum that always burns brighter together.

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Those who walk with us do so not for glory or command,
bq. but because something inside them still seeks the Light.
bq. Welcome to the spectrum. Welcome to Prism.