Members
6
Joins (30d)
0
Departures (30d)
0
Turnover (30d)
0.0%
Median tenure
11.6mo
Avg tenure
11.2mo
Member count — last 6 months
Unchanged — 6 members throughout
No joins or departures in the last 6 months.
About
The citizens of Finanar — that proud, disorderly patchwork of idealists, opportunists, and snack vendors — have long prided themselves on upholding the grand traditions of their noble star system. Granted, many of these traditions involve yelling at space clouds and holding grudges against planets that no longer exist, but tradition is tradition.
So pull up a chair — yes, even if it appears to be smouldering — crack open a frosty 40oz (the kind that fizzes ominously), and listen well. This is a tale from back in the day, when Finanar was just the projects, held together by civic indifference, duct tape, and the raw force of personality.
Back then, there were two kinds of people: those who feared Mista Jefferson and the Homies, and those who had simply not met them yet.
These were not your average local toughs. No, this crew was legendary. Think CODE with an attitude. Think armored saints of the street. Each of them bore a Hybrid — a hybrid, of course, being the infamous Finanari projectile weapon. A finely crafted tool of chaos, capable of both cooking a meal and erasing a wall. No one knows who designed the first hybrid, but experts suspect it was someone who had never quite gotten over being stood up on prom night.
Mista Jefferson, the ringleader, moved like a sermon with bad intentions. His crew rolled deep in low-slung Catalysts that hummed with menace and bass. They were known for their ceremonial drive-by enlightenments — sudden, blur-fast strafing runs where hybrids barked Void menace into the night. And yet, their aim was always true. They never hit an innocent, only targets deemed deserving by the sacred scrolls of petty revenge, long memory and the CODE.
Was it violence? Certainly. But it was polite violence, by Finanari standards. The sort that left scorch marks and philosophical questions. People still talk about the night they rolled up on the Accountant’s Guild gala and redecorated the entire building in glowing murals titled "Taxation Is Aggression."
Under their iron-fisted hospitality, there was always a cold 40oz passed around after the smoke cleared, a hot hybrid resting reverently on a cracked dashboard, and the blessed certainty that, for better or worse, the old traditions were alive and well — and slightly on fire.
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Recruitment velocity (12 weeks)
No recruitment activity in the last 12 weeks.
Recent joins
No recent joins in the last 30 days.
Recent departures
No departures in the last 30 days.
Members
Operating location
Highsec
100.0%
Lowsec
0.0%
Nullsec
0.0%
Combat
Ships destroyed
6
Ships lost
15
Danger rating
10%
ISK efficiency
0.1%
Timezone distribution
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AU/Asia
0.0%
EU
100.0%
US East
0.0%
US West
0.0%
Combat profile
ISK destroyed
0.01B
ISK lost
6.29B
Gang ratio
95%
Solo ratio
0.0%
Avg gang size
2.0
Ship class breakdown
Destroyer
6
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Capsule
0
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5
Cruiser
0
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4
Deep Space Transport
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Industrial
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Shuttle
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Expedition Frigate
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Details
Founded
Jun 11, 2025
Founded and led by
Prophet of Kek
HQ
Finanar X - Moon 15 - Minmatar Mining Corporation Mineral Reserve
Tax rate
0.5%
War eligible
No
Primary timezone
EU
Primary location
Highsec
Last active
202510