Name: Brimstone, Peter
Known aliases: Uncle Pete , Smelly Pete , Smelly old Pete
Height: 1.84 meters
Hair color: Grey Brown
Eye color: Hazel
Age: 86
Birthdate: December 29, 735 AS
Birthplace: Unknown
Parents: Brimstone, Peter Senior and Smith, Rosabelle
Relatives: Too many to mention
Marital status: Widowed
Children:Brimstone, Billy -Brimstone, Rosabelle (a.k.a raging Rosabel)
Family history:
Peter Brimstone comes from a travelling family , and has seen all corners of sirius in his lifetime.
His father (Pete senior) was mostly known as a fortune teller , witch doctor , iron worker and gold dealer.
He had a large criminal record , though no big offences.
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Peter Brimstone sr.
His mother (Rosabelle) was a known alcoholic and a bore to be around.
When Pete junior reached age twelve , he and his mother got sold to a junker by his father.
Pete senior commented on this : "Good riddance ! His mom was a pain in the ass , and that monkey boy too!"
Needless to say Pete grew up with little support in his early youth.
Not much is known about the years of his early adulthood.
Though it is known he had to work as what the Junkers back then called a ''compost boy''.
Pete also had some good times , as he and his mother worked hard ,
Their owner send them on hollidays to planet Houston now and then .
He was good in his job and the boss let him hang around much on the bridge in his free time.
This way little Pete picked up a lot about how the Junker was doing business , handed tactical situations,
and he got familliar with the ways of the many different space travellers they encountered.
After some years their boss died , and as it was written in his testament Pete and his mom could stay on planet Houston for one year all inclusive. (what meant free alcohol, not much else)
So they had to survive by only drinking large quantities of cheap beer.
Though the weather was nice and the vibe was good , Pete had arguments with his mother many times and learned the martial art style "Backhand Slap" by practicing it on his mother a lot.
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a young Pete on planet Houston slapping his mother
over a missing cupcakes argument
One morning eight months later while residing at their holliday relief Pete's mother told him that she was getting old.
Time was running out and Pete could just freeride on his mothers alcohol for a couple of more months.
It was time to make something of his life she said , encouraging him to think about the future and making money.
So he did the first thing that came to his mind , picked up a shovell and buried his mom behind their holliday trailerhouse in Houston. (it is unclear if she was dead or alive at that point)
After Pete's mother passed away it occured to him that he was 26 years old now , and it was still time for him to get a job.
So he went to the local shipshop and traded in his mothers golden teeth for an old gull transport.
Though it had rats living in it , and life support systems where failing now and then , it felt just like home for young Pete.
He knew what he had to do now , the universe was there for the taking.
His first cargo flight was a load of putrefied dogfood from Houston to freeport 11 , to sell it to the Zoners relabled as delicacy goulash....
Five years later to prior events , Pete is manouvering his Camara ship filled with counterfeit organs (illegal produced cheap Kusari replica musical instruments) through the Pittsburg debris field.
while being tailed by four LPI officers a cruise disruptor took down his engine.
After a few warning shots he hears the words "LPI , Stop Mothasmuggla you are under arrest!".
Knowing he was outgunned he offered the cops a box of cupcakes so they wouldn't break his face while dragging him to Sugarland.
Sentence 6 years without probation for the long list of offences he had build up over the years.
With a note of the judge that he suspected the convict of being mentally challenged.
Pete has been heard referring to this period as the best time in his life.
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Pete working in the guards cantine
of the Sugarland prison
Not only was he no longer considered a social outcast , he even managed to make some friends.
On both sides actually.
There are strong rumors that he made friends for life with some of the guards.
Working as a prison chef he turned out to be a master of the kitchen!
Whenever he had kitchen shift , the whole guard cantine would be filled with a delicous smell.
One of the guards noted : "That monkeyboy has some good cooking skills, i wish my wife could cook like that".
His culinairy fame quickly gave him the nickname "smelly"pete.
Aupplause had often been heard as he served another wonderfull dish.
At one time he even got to pick all the dishes for the new menu.
His ''more grease , more peace'' approach of cooking was embraced by LPI and convicts alike!
LPI officers today still enjoy dishes took from the menu created by "smelly''Pete
The high cholesterol values in Pete's dishes made Sugarland a relaxed , happy place where nobody could affort to put too much effort into anything.
All was going well for Pete.
The friends , the brawls the illegal smoking and and gambling.
All except for shower time ,
when terrible things happened ............
Twenty years later Pete met the first love of his life.
She, Betty Randalls , was the daughter of a rich old Junker and Petes primary reason of dating her was her fathers salvager.
It is believed they had many children though only two are by DNA proven to be.
Pete knew all his life he had a big family of travellers but untill then he didn't meet them much.
Life as a trader and smuggler made him ambitious but also a bit lonely.
He took great risks and got careless , finally resulting in losing his Salvager , wife and two kids due to a divorce.
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Pete's ex-wife BettyIts six years later to prior events.
Pete is commanding a Salvager filled with blood diamonds.
The origin a hessian contact and the destination Manhattan.
History is a bit murky in the following events but there are some scattered Data logs about the following years , mentioning Gallic slavetrade and a woman named Sue.
It is believed Pete found an abandoned Pilgrim liner floating around a debris field shortly after those events.
He now had huge living space and needed a crew to fill up the vast maze of corridors inside his new flagship.
So he called up his long lost cousins , old jailmates , and visited many places to recruit a crew.
Word was spreading in the jails of Sirius that there was one guy giving practically all convicts a guarantee on a job once they came out of jail.
this resulted in people referring to his group as ''the outer project'' and many prisoners got themselves [ToP] tattoos in return for a free cupcake , promising Pete lifelong loyalty.
One prisoner said about this :"Before i heard about the outer project I wanted to go back to school after they let me out of prison , now i have these really cool tattoos in my face and all the girls will love it!"
A Sugarland prisoner with an early outer project tatoo
After that a whole series of events happened , and quite frankly I (who is writing this down) am too lazy to mention everything.
There are rumors that uncle Pete and his boys reoccupied an abandoned barge later , and started a colony in it by the name of Slum-City.
More info on the projects colony can be foundhere
Name: John Read
Also knowen as: The Bastard
Height: 1.87 meters
Hair color: Black
Eye color: Brown
Age: 27
Birthdate: August 18, 791 AS
Birthplace: Slave Liner "The Mary Jane"
Parents: Cara and Read Simons also rumors belived to be Pete to be the real father.
Relatives: Uncle Pete and his half sister Rosabelle (a.k.a raging Rosabel)
History:
John Read started out his life as one of the passengers of the Slave liner commanded by his uncle Pete, space travel was all that he knew and he never knew how it feels to walk on solid rock, his childhood was only around solid steal.
Hes father Read Simons was one of Pete followers and before John was in the picture, Read was a solid fighter and family was all he cared, so he fallowed Pete everywhere he went, up until he met his only love cara. She was all he cared after, slowly he started to forget about Pete then all he can think was to leave with her and make a family of his own, little did he know his love was secretly in love with his brother Pete, and then came the night when Read found out, he felt so betrayed by his brother and left all thing he knew behind where no one can find him, no one know to this day where he is.
After that both Pete and Cara went their separate way, then John was born and she raised him and claimed he was Read son, that was all she could do feeling sorry for what she did to Read.
For the rest of the crew members who knew Pete's affair, he was Pete's son probably not the only one either, John in time came to accept this as well.
Occupation: Head of ToP Public Relations and Transportation Department;
Smuggler;
Fighter pilot
Family: Brother;
Several cousins
Achievements: Master's Degree in Foreign Relations;
Master's Degree in Psychology, Doctorate in Behavioral and Criminal Psychology
Side note: Suspected involvement in his sibling's prison escapes. Nothing proven;
Should be considered armed and very dangerous.
Name: Joey Phillip Cook
Aliases: Lil' Joe, Vulpes
Age: 23
Birthdate: January 2nd, 794 A.S
Birthplace: Planet New London, Bretonia
Marital Status: Single
Eye colour: Light brown
Hair colour: Dark brown
Occupation: Smuggler
Family: Brother;
Several cousins
Achievements: None of note
Side note: Imprisoned several times: 56 confirmed arrests, 56 confirmed escapes;
Early onset of schizophrenia, currently medicated. Approach with caution
'¢ Family History: The Early Years
Not much is known about the duo known in The Project as 'The Joe Brothers'. The two parachuted into the organization a few years ago, under direct recommendation of Uncle Pete himself, under the excuse of them being cousins. Over the years, the two revealed to possess a very deep relationship (being brothers, obviously), but didn't seem to trust anyone with their personal information. However, after several attempts, the remaining members of The Outer Project managed to collect bits of history, and slowly built up a puzzle.
Jonathan Hamilton Cook was born to Samantha Hamilton Richards and Philip Brian Cook, on one cloudy day on Planet Denver. This birth presented both a blessing and a curse, for both Samantha and Philip were already on the bad side of the law, long before their children went down the same path.
Samantha Richards and Philip Cook enjoying a quiet moment on Denver
Unbeknownst to the young Jonathan, his parents had found employment with a local Cardamine kingpin as regular drug runners. At the moment of his birth, his parent were forced to take a difficult decision: 'What now?'. Having turned to smuggling out of financial desperation in the first time, they decided their children would never suffer the same fate. Taking a high-stakes bet, they filled several transports with Cardamine and gold, selling the stolen loot to one of their fences in Manhattan, before disappearing from the radar.
By the time the drug lord figured out he was double-crossed, the couple and their infant were already halfway to Bretonia. Narrowly escaping several Hacker fighters, they landed on Planet New London two months after little Jonathan was born. Using the money from the heist, they erased their former identities, and created a new life for themselves on the Bretonian capitol.
Over the next years, the family lived safely, their tracks erased, their bank accounts filled, and a nice house in the suburbs. From an early age, Jonathan wowed his parents, having learned to talk almost at the same time as he began to walk. By age 4 he could speak and write fluent Libertonian and Bretonian, and knew the basics for Kusarian and Rheinlandish. By age 6, Jonathan's parents enrolled him in one of the most prestigious private schools in New London.
<div align="right] <div align="right]A young Jonathan in his first year at school. He would prove to be an extremely enthusiastic student.
As the years passed, so did the worries of the past. As far as anyone was concerned, there were no Samantha Richards or Philip Cook anymore. Little Jonathan enjoyed a good run at school, where his intellect provided a gateway into more private circles. His popularity on the rise, he turned into a practical poster boy for the school, scoring nothing but straight A's and near-perfect (sometimes perfect) exam scores. By the time he turned fifteen, yet another bundle of joy came to be. Little Joey was born, much to the contentment and happiness of everyone present. However, a few months later, this happy family took a turn for the worse.
The kingpin's revenge nearly two decades gone, no one in the family could imagine anything bad could happen. One tragic day, though, disaster struck. During a routine trip to the center of the capitol city, Samantha and Philip's car suffered a major engine malfunction, which, compounded with the local bad weather, amounted into a terrible accident. While Philip died immediately, Samantha managed to survive, miraculously. The damage, though, was far too much for even the best medical advances to patch up. Samantha Richards had become paralyzed from her neck down.
With the father gone, and the mother incapable of taking care of the two children, the future looked bleak'¦
'¢ Family History: From bottom to ToP With their mother crippled and their father dead, Jonathan and Joey were initially left in the care of New London's foster system. For several months, the two jumped from one house to another, never staying for more than a few weeks. This would prove to be a thorn on Jonathan's education: being forced to frequently relocate from one place to another and to take care of his baby brother (sometimes single-handedly), and with their parent's bank accounts sealed until Jonathan turned 18, the young prodigy had to leave his private school.
Over the coming months, he learned the tricks of the trade from his mentor and associates, ranging from simple racketeering to overt military action, becoming a competent fighter pilot, and a somewhat successful smuggler.
However, behind the scenes, a savior was coming to help the two estranged children.
Peter Brimstone, founder of The Project, and distant relative of the Cooks, during his 'younger' years
Unknown to the two (and indeed to Samantha), Peter Brimstone had been following the family ever since they left Liberty space (basically because the ripped-off druglord was his biggest customer and he wanted some compensation). Watching from a distance as the family's history unfurled, he became interested in young Jonathan's capabilities in the realm of the less-than-legal. As such, when Jonathan turned 18 (and little Joey turned 3), Brimstone appeared before their mother and offered to take the boys under his wing, while also offering to pay for her social care. With no more options in sight (and knowing what kind of business Brimstone ran), Samantha Cook agreed, and the two were separated from the mob boss as the cost of several good lives. And many more bad ones.
Over the course of the following years, Jonathan proceeded with his education, eventually finding himself in Cambridge University, where he would attain his MDs. For Joey, however, the story could not be more different. While Jonathan all but isolated himself from the rest of world in order to complete his studies, Joey was mentored by Peter Brimstone himself in the age-old art of smuggling. Whether this was what screwed him up or not is not sure, but Joey was never a normal child. Alternating between depressive states and extreme euphoria, Joey was diagnosed with an early onset of schizophrenia the same year Jonathan finished his last degree. A veritable crusade ensued, as Jonathan began tapping into his family's reserves in order to find a cure for his brother, his protective instinct still fiery, even after the several years of separation. Eventually, an experimental medication, straight out of the ExoGeni research labs was the answer.
Though it was far from a cure, it allowed Joey to remain more in control of himself, though the deranged inner persona still surfaced every once in a while. Still, it let Joey act as a normal person most of the time, which was still necessary: despite the medical condition, he had proven to be an amazing smuggler: perhaps it was a slight paranoia, perhaps an innate fondness for detail, Joey was able to remember every stop of every route, knew all the correct shortcuts and hideouts, and knew just what to say to whoever was listening: to provide for a quick escape. And he hadn't even hit puberty (for obvious reasons, he wasn't the one flying).
After graduation, Jonathan was offered a permanent position in The Project. Out of necessity (and a sense of obligation towards his brother, who had grown quite fond of ToP), Jonathan accepted. A new chapter had began.
Several years passed. The Project had found itself a new home in an abandoned Barge, and Jonathan found employment as the leader (and only member, truthfully) of the ToP Public Relations and Transportation Department (in essence, damage control of the rash and abrasive attitude of Peter Brimstone), and Joey had found employment as an independent smuggler, helping the Project whenever necessary. Due to Jonathan's unique mind, he was also present in almost every negotiation made by the Project. It was on one of these business meetings that Jonathan met his current wife, Jessica Milano. From the moment she pointed a gun at Jonathan's head after believing herself ripped off (and rightfully so), Jonathan fell in love with her. Two years later (and much intense, gun-toting courtship later), the two were running of a chapel on Planet Los Angeles, Peter Brimstone farting and his brother Joey crying his hearth out.
Buying back his parent's old house (their mother having died of medical complications a few years back), Jonathan considered settling down. However, after a small run-in with the local law enforcement (involving several hundred metric tons of stolen gold ore and Cardamine ripped off from several underlords), Jonathan and his wife were forced to run for their lives to the only place that always welcomed them: the Slum City.
<span style="color:#000000">The awful plight of he who cannot draw to save his own life.</span>