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[ElkinFencer10]

Speaking of clans, long ago in a galaxy far, far away, I was in a Star Trek gaming clan. We only did Star Trek games, but damn, we were good. It was [UFP], and I was one of only two members who rose the ranks all the way from Cadet to Fleet Admiral. Of course, the clan split about three months before I became Fleet Admiral, so I basically became captain of a ship that was halfway underwater already, but it was still a good feeling to have made it to the top.

[Fragems]

Kind of the same boat I was in. I reached the 3rd level to the top and had admin powers over the Halo servers, Ventrillo, and a portion of the forums. However after getting behind the iron curtain that was the top tier of administration I kind of lost faith in the clan since it was a shear cluster fuck at the top. They were also so secretive that I was constantly having my conversations listened in on in Ventrillo and it got so bad that I even received a death threat from an elder for mentioning how fucked up things were to a friend in what I thought was a private conversation.

[Ack]

Kind of the same boat I was in. I reached the 3rd level to the top and had admin powers over the Halo servers, Ventrillo, and a portion of the forums. However after getting behind the iron curtain that was the top tier of administration I kind of lost faith in the clan since it was a shear cluster fuck at the top. They were also so secretive that I was constantly having my conversations listened in on in Ventrillo and it got so bad that I even received a death threat from an elder for mentioning how fucked up things were to a friend in what I thought was a private conversation.

Yeah, that sounds like the KoF I know. I can happily report to personally putting bullets into quite a few of them.

[ElkinFencer10]

Kind of the same boat I was in. I reached the 3rd level to the top and had admin powers over the Halo servers, Ventrillo, and a portion of the forums. However after getting behind the iron curtain that was the top tier of administration I kind of lost faith in the clan since it was a shear cluster fuck at the top. They were also so secretive that I was constantly having my conversations listened in on in Ventrillo and it got so bad that I even received a death threat from an elder for mentioning how fucked up things were to a friend in what I thought was a private conversation.

Our problem was that the two founders weren't willing to stay retired. Picard (a French Canadian) and Jesse (an Australian) were the clan's founders when their two respective clans, Federation Command and The Federation, merged a few years before I joined. They both retired, so some of the junior admirals took over and the chain of command worked. When Exeter became Fleet Admiral (he was the other person to work from Cadet to Fleet Admiral), Picard and Jesse decided that they didn't like the way he was running things and demanded to be given power back. When Exeter and the rest of the Admirals Council (of which I was a member, holding the rank of Rear Admiral at the time) refused, they split off to form/reform Federation Command, and they took a quarter of the fleet with them.

When Exeter stepped down (he later joined FC), Costello took over as Fleet Admiral, and he was a somewhat unpopular and very abrasive Briton. The bleeding to worse under his command, and by the time he resigned (also to go join FC) and I took over as Fleet Admiral, we had MAYBE 25% of our numbers still left. With the fleet a skeleton of its former self, the Admirals Council voted 4-1 (I was the one dissent, and I accepted and executed the near-unanimous vote) to merge with an allied clan, the United Federation Defense Force. I think I'm *technically* still a high ranking member of UFDF, but I walked away from the online Trek gaming scene after the death of UFP.

It sounds silly, but I was legitimately heartbroken over that. I dedicated more than eight years of my life to that fleet, joining as a cadet when I was in 7th grade and presiding over its death during my junior year of college. That fleet was as much a part of my adolescence as fencing or high school, and I'm not ashamed to admit that I cried when it ended. I still keep in touch with a couple of guys from UFP, and I definitely still miss it.