About the OMC
We are the Old Mens Club — one crew, one family, one universe. Since 2013 we have flown the Star Citizen Verse together: veterans, explorers, traders, fighters and storytellers. Not a loose crowd that meets in a lobby, but people who know each other, count on each other and grow old together — in the best sense of the phrase.
The name says it. “Old Mens” does not mean old in the head, it means grown-up in how we treat each other: we take the game seriously enough to play it well together — and ourselves lightly enough to laugh at the next 30k crash. Nobody here has to grind, perform or be online every night. Whoever shows up is welcome; whoever was away for a while is taken back in as though they had only stepped out for a siesta.
Our fleet numbers over 260 ships — from the small fighter to the capital ship. What we do is correspondingly broad: exploration and long quantum jumps into unknown corners, trading and mining, cargo runs across Stanton and Pyro, rescue work with the Medic Terrapin — and of course combat when it comes to that. Sometimes planned as an operation, sometimes simply because three people fancy a trip.
What makes the OMC different: we have a ship's chronicler taking notes. Every jump, every arrival, every glorious crash is recorded — in the ship's log, which weaves our crew day by day into a running chronicle. A plain server error becomes “a cosmic dance which we survived with great bravery”, a pilot becomes “a fool of infinity”, a night in the hangar becomes a silent watch under pale starlight. Over the years this builds something few orgs have: a history of its own. Stories that last.
- Community — more than just an org.
- Teamwork — trust, respect, loyalty.
- Experience — veterans since 2013.
- Discipline — structured operations when it counts.
- Family — we fly for each other.
- Legends — stories that last.
Fancy people you know instead of a random lobby? Then come to our Discord, say hello and fly a round with us. The ship's log will tell you the rest.