At 8:30 PM this evening, TEST’s little brother and Wicked Creek co-habitant RANE came home from school in tears with a fresh black eye. After running past older brother and TEST CEO Sapporo Jones whimpering, Jones grew enraged.

This is not the first time RANE has come home with a bruise. For the past two weeks, local bullies at the Phoebe Free Highschool have been picking on TEST’s little brother. With gangs multiple times the amount of active RANE pilots, PFR gangs would reinforce RANE assets while taunting the young alliance. “We just want fights, little RANE. Come out to play”, they would say while shoving the little guy into his locker repeatedly.

At first big bro TEST would just help clean him up and tell his little brother to stand up to them. They talked to the principal at Phoebe Free Highschool - apparently it was just some “rogue” students looking for fights.

Then TEST saw something. The principal claiming it was just a ‘couple’ students was actually there, egging them on. When the principal helped take RANE’s lunch money, TEST grew enraged.

The war drums were sounded. There would be no more bullying.

TEST marched straight into Phoebe capital 4-CM8I, shouting loudly “PICK ON SOMEONE YOUR OWN SIZE!” Fleet commanders Trafalgar Raw and Sajuuk Thanatoskhar immediately locked down the entire system, establishing a deadzone on the station. Ratters and miners that didn’t dock up fast enough were tracked down and beaten to a pulp.

Bubbles were anchored. Entosis modules were activated.

The bully tried feebly to swing back. As TEST alliance chanted “WE JUST WANT FIGHTS!”, missile launchers and artillary cannons reduced the PFR fleet to capsules in under sixty seconds - with no losses.

As the nearby Jump Bridge was crumbling under shot after shot of band-sawed 1400mm artillary, TEST’s intelligence, recon, and capital commanders finished drawing up a prioritized list of the bully’s assets to destroy.

As the ping for dreadnaughts was about to go out and all sovereignty structures in their capital entered reinforced mode, the cry finally came.

Uncle! Uncle!

Lessons were learned.

There’s no place for bullies in Wicked Creek.