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u'OLD FARTS: OUT OF STASIS AND BACK IN SPACE!

Tired. Cranky. Forgetful. And ready to mine again.

After decades (or at least a couple of naps) drifting through the void, the legendary Old Farts corp is back in action! We\u2019re reopening the Old Fart Tavern, dusting off our steam-powered barges, and looking for brave\u2014or just very confused\u2014pilots to join our ranks.

WHO ARE WE?

A collection of crusty, space-worn veterans and their equally senile friends. If you\u2019ve ever:

Tried to warp to a belt but ended up in your hangar

Argued that "back in my day, we mined Veldspar and liked it"

Thought D-Scan was a blood pressure monitor

Or just need a place to belong after forgetting which corp you were in last week...

Then you\u2019ll fit right in.

WHAT DO WE DO?

Sit in our rockers, muttering about the old days

Run mining ops (when we remember to fuel the ships)

Hunt Blood Raiders, if our aim holds steady

Take naps (against corp policy, but heavily practiced)

And share questionable tales that begin with, \u201cI remember when...\u201d

BENEFITS INCLUDE:

A steady supply of \u201ccoffee syrup\u201d (the kind that burns on the way down)

Ship fitting advice that hasn\u2019t changed since 2008

A corp channel louder than a retirement home bingo night

Zero pressure, 100% laughs, and the occasional accidental war declaration

So if the Secure Commerce Commission won\u2019t insure you due to cataracts, if CONCORD rolls their eyes when they see your name, or if you\u2019ve forgotten how to undock\u2014Old Farts wants YOU.

No skillpoint minimum. No expectations. Just log in, laugh, and maybe don\u2019t leave your ship on autopilot through low sec.'