“Ride the stars. Rule the Frontier. Peace is my offer—vengeance is my backup”.
Born in the Dust, Forged Among the Stars.
Space Cowboys began as a ragtag crew of ex-military drifters, miners, and mercs who had one thing in common: survival against the odds. When the law broke down and corporations swallowed entire sectors, we didn’t kneel—we armed up. SC69 rose from the wreckage of forgotten colonies, cleaning up chaos with precision blasters and grit. From the outer moons of Stanton to the burning edges of Pyro, we’ve carved a name in plasma and iron. We’re not a legend—we’re a warning.
Ride the Stars. Rule the Frontier.
We are the unforgiving edge between order and anarchy.
We hunt what others fear, fight where others won’t, and claim what others can’t.
Space ain’t peaceful—but it’s ours to master. We don’t chase glory—we bring justice, one warrant and one wreck at a time.
SC69 doesn’t answer to kings or corps. We answer to the Code, the Crew, and the Contract.
Peace is a choice. We just prefer a faster solution.
The Code of the Space Cowboys
Respect the Crew – Loyalty isn’t optional. Betray it, and you’re space dust.
Honor the Contract – Once accepted, it’s finished—no matter the cost.
Strength Through Skill – Gear doesn’t make the hunter. Training does.
No Civilian Blood – Collateral damage is weakness, not strength.
Salvage is Sacred – First to kill is first to claim. No scavs on the team.
Hold the Line – Leave no Cowboy behind unless they choose to fall.
Ride Hard, Die Free – We fight with grit, and we fall with fire.
Trust the Blaster, Trust the Saddle – When all else fails, ride like hell.