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Biographys - greg911 - 05-16-2007
Name: Greg
age: 28 (from what he remembers)
Height: 5"4
Species: Human
Planet of Origin: Earth
*Last Person on Sleeper Ship Finally Awakened*
Greg was found in the deepest depths of the Liberty sleeper ships. Upon conducting background checks, it was found that he was the son of a wealthy business tycoon who funded the sleeper ship's construction. His location on the sleeper ship however was a mystery till a sanitation bot uncovered a hidden room inside the ship. Upon awakening from stasis, subject was calm and tried to communicate in understandable old English. Although bewildered, subject's family seems to have quite a lot of credits invested in the Liberty Treasury. Subject has agreed to brain implanting to update his knowledge of the new environment he is in.
*Caveman Throwing Cash or Civilized Investment Move*
Greg surprised business people today by using the credits by purchasing a large train trading ship. When asked why he had done this, all he had to say was "I'd like to explore the universe, maybe learn and earn while doing so..." The business world is divided on this: One side says he is squandering credits that could have been used for infrastructure. Others say it is evolution in motion. The business world watches in anxiety, waiting for this "caveman's" next move.
*Greg, from "caveman" to millionaire*
A familiar face has surfaced in Liberty again. Greg, once called "caveman" after being the last person found in the sleeper ship, giving cash grants to freelancers new to the Sirius Galaxy. "I'm a nice guy, I may have been called names and such but that doesn't mean I can be generous" this move has surprised the entire system and left many asking 'how much cash does this guy have?' and 'How'd he get more cash out of just trading?' When asked these questions he answered "I'd say I have enough. Every trade run is calculated, my people always look for time windows without any pirates active, and if we get caught we don't budge... we just keep going like the energizer bunnies" Now Greg has earned the name "Godfather" after all the favors done for freelancers.
*Godfather to Marine?*
Greg has once again surprised the Liberty system by enlisting in the SA. "I wanted to go further into helping people, but with all these pirates running about I might as well blast at them too. They're disrupting trade and coaxing new freelancers to join them through the promise of easy money. They fail to see that the credits and goods they pirate from traders like me is what keeps economics flowing. There is enough for all, and besides, this is the best way to protect my investments." Currently the tycoon now holds an officers rank in the SA and has been true to the promise of keeping Liberty safe.
*Caveman to Spaceman?*
Greg takes on another role as he invests in the exploration of deep space by tying up with the BSG. "They're a nice group of explorers. I feel that there is much to learn from their wisdom." the tycoon had only that to say during the contract signing. He manages to balance out his time between all his roles evenly. Although reports of cloning have surfaced, Greg seems to be undeterred in his mission to make Sirius a better place for all.
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Biographys - Orv - 05-18-2007
+Begin transmission+
{A face appears on the screen, haggard, bloody, broken. It twitches nervously, glancing around as if searching for something, before focusing it's attention back on the screen.}
"Gentlemen, we've boarded his ship, but we have a problem. Myself and three others are all that's left. His crew and he have taken out the entirity of my crew. . ."
{One of the military officers at the table slams his fists down upon it.}
"You can't seriously expect us to believe that! There's no way the crew compliment of a gunboat could take out a full trained military battleship crew!"
{The man on the screen looks around nervously again, before turning back to the screen.}
"Believe it sir. They're like wraiths. Coming from one side, killing, disappearing to another. As if the almost constant Nomad attacks aren't bad enough!"
{The screen flickers momentarily before the officers realize the lights had dimmed from some kind of monstrous impact against the ship. The man on the screen looks around again, moments before his head explodes in a shower of gore across the screen, and the device falls to the deck. Metal-shod boots are heard clanking across the deck before someone else picks up the screen and smiles. It's a face only a nightmare could imagine. Long white hair, or at least, it appears to be white, it's streaked with blood now. A crooked nose, broken, obviously more than once, and never quite set back the right way.}
(TBC)
Biographys - Eppy - 05-20-2007
***Incoming Transmission***
-LSF Data Services to Kusari Ambassadorial Attache-
-Classified Special Access Three-
-(no subject)-
This report has been compiled though interviews of various apprehended criminals, primarily Rogues, Junkers, and the occasional Corsair. What we know of this man is all conjecture or unconfirmed.
-Personnel Report/Outcast/Greater.Entity/Don's_Agents/Willow/
Height: 6'1'
Weight: 195'
Hair: red-gold, neck-length, curly and shaggy
Eyes: Right=Emerald-green Left=dark mahogany
Frame: Mesomorphic-Ectomorphic
Face: lightly tanned, scar from left ear to base of neck. Heavyset jaw. Clean-shaven.
The Outcast Special Agent known only as Willow is a generic tragedy of dead parents and criminal upbringing. Father is unknown. Speculation it might be Jacob Bonello, a former Outcast ace with a hundred and fifty-six kills who eventually transferred to Foundation command and now commands the heavily modified Kusari Destroyer FNS Arkady Darrell. His mother's name was Maggie Bonello, a run-away Corsair remembered for her excellent shooting hand; she had ninety-three kills. She died in combat three months after delivering against ten Titans sent out to retrieve her. The entire flight was eliminated by a destroyer passing through. Her Titan is the only non-Outcast fighter in Sinestere.
The boy was found in her escape capsule by an Outcast patrol in Sinistere. The Don took a liking to the boy's unusual eye color and took him in, raising him as a page. At five it was discovered that he had developed extreme physical capabilities and some telepathic powers, and his education was promptly changed to that of a hitman. The origin of the name Willow is unclear-it simply seems to be a term used for its sound. Reports suggest he was simply called 'Boy' as a child. He became twenty-one in 796 AS, and thus set out in a Saber into the Sinistre cloud. He came back with six Nomads and was awarded the Ace designation.
In conversation, he is reported as easygoing and fun-loving, possessed of a quick wit, always appreciative of a good joke, but can become sullen once flustered. He has no qualms about killing anything in his way, though, and caution should be takn.
We are unsure of the exact specifications of his ship, but it seems to be a slightly modified Saber, sporting increased maneuverability from vectored thrust, an increased power generator, and a full four IRON HAMMERS, extremely rare power-intensive secret Rhineland weapons from the 80-years war. It is known to us from our counterparts in the Rhine that there were only four of this type constructed, and the Bounty Hunter Jason Vasquez, a Corsair-turned-Bounty Hunter was in possession of two of them. Vasquez had over two hundred kills to his name. His hand weapons of choice are projectile weapons of the twentieth-century Earth, a .45 semi-automatic and an M-14 US Military Marksman's rifle, heavily retooled for increased performance and versatility. He is also reported to carry several different swords, and a 'Silver Whip," by one Corsair, victim of Willow's hand. It is surmised that this is actually a nanosword, composed of nano-robots capable of reconfiguring themselves at lightning speed into the deadliest of edged weapons.
It is known that after the second Gran Canaria incident he assumed command of the HMS Fantasia, a Bretonian battleship given to the Outcasts in an attempt by the Queen to remove the Corsair presence from Omega-49; it was hoped that the Outcasts would be able to remove them, and thought a large portion of the Corsair force in that system was destroyed as a heavily damaged Fantasia left for Omicron Alpha, the Outcasts were unable to muster the force to keep the territory, destroying as many Corsair craft and installations as possible.
It is known that Willow personally and greatly improved relations with the Zoners by returning to them the liberated Zoner Juggernaut ZNS Fallaran, a previously unknown craft that had been requisitioned, against Zoner wishes, by a Corsair admiral looking to improve his standing with his people after most of their dreadnoughts were destroyed in the Hitbox Purge of 4.82. The entire operation is reported to have suffered no Outcast casualties. The Fallaran is now permanently stationed at Gran Canaria, keeping a much tighter reign on Corsair activities in the system and in part fulfilling the Queens bargain. Fantasia has been sighted on several occasions performing unusual activities outside of a normal Outcasts warship; for this reason it is assumed that Willow is still using it as his base of operations. Current whereabouts are unknown; he was last reported as in Omicron Gamma, conducting a raid against the Corsair shipyards at Tripoli.
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Biographys - Ripper - 05-22-2007
***Welcome to Asgard Liberary Computer***
Open file: Main Core/Biographys/Ripper
File opened:
General Ripper:
Name of this man is not knowed by anyone,Only callsign ''Ripper''.
Informations colected by our operatives from the old Imperial Guard
Main Core are pointing to fallowing informations;Ripper originaly
comes from a Trader colony named Freeport 7.At his fift year he
moves to Planet Junyo in Shikoku.There he was a Freelancer until
he turns 23.Then he formed a Clan Named Imperial Guards whit
his newmet friends from the Liberty.After 2-3 years Imperial Guards
growed and allied whit Asgard Warriors.Blood Dragons Assasins were
on Ripper and he went low for a while.After he returned to Kusari
There was no sign of IG,and his firends only stories told by the
traders and Freelancers.Then Ripper sworen to never aligne
to anyone.He stayed in touch whit just one man.Leader of the AW
Luciaden also known by Dab.Ripper joined Asgard Warriors
and was promoted to Rear Admiral weary fast.Then he suffered
mayor injuries in Battle whit former Liberty Sentinels(LS).
His Eagle was floating in space he was in it Hibernating.
AW thaught he deserted,when former Ace now Admiral Alpha
(current leader of AW) found his ship in Tau 23 Debris field.
Now he is an Active member and a General of Asgard Warriors.
Cloasing file:
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Biographys - Ravant - 05-25-2007
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Name: Ravant Heremot
Faction: Freelancer
Age: 21
Height: 1.85 m.
Distiniushing features: Brown hair, brown eyes, scar on left side of head above ear.
Background:
Ravant was born on Manhattan in the New York system of a trader pilot and LPI officer. He spent most of his life studying and growing up to become an LPI officer, but could not make the cut. He went on academic suspension at the age of nineteen, and has not gone back to West Point since. He has always done well with his practical tests at West Point but always failed the theoretical. So, instead, he now works freelancing, mostly moving people and VIP's from one place to another. He's currently trying to get a luxury liner and potentially join Spa and Cruise in the future. The diamond trade is also lucrative, and quite attractive to a money-seeking profiteer such as him. With his Rhineland Humpback, and perhaps what little starting cash he has with him, he'll be able to make enough to be something important.
Known Associates:
None yet. Currently affiliated with Liberty and Rhineland. No contact with Kusari or Bretonia as of yet.
Adversaries:
Liberty Rogues, Red Hessians, Lane Hackers, Xenos, Unioners, Outcasts
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Biographys - StarGhost - 05-27-2007
(it's the same as in the Rogue Ideas Website)
A man called Max Hilker was one of the best members of the Manhattan Space Academy (the MaSpAc). But more and more he noticed the disadvantages of the consuming capitalistic society and the lost of real justice especially in New York and Texas. He leaved the Liberty-Systems and traveled through Kusari, Bretonia and at last Rheinland, where he was fascinated by the Military and their Technology. A long period of time he flew a Rheinland-Bomber and hunted Headhunters as his most hated enemys, because he noticed that most of them only kill for money and not for real justice or even honor. Then he leaves the inner systems, bought a Corvette and went out in the border worlds still hunting headhunters. But his new enemys were the Nomads which Max fears and admires. Because of this strange connections to this enemys of all human life he became more and more an stranger of all humans, only called the Ghost of the Stars (or StarGhost as he named his ships always). He traveled through the Nomad-Worlds and studied this creatures.
But than he get with his Corvette into an time-anomaly and get into the past when he was an student at the MaSpAc. Still learnig again (he dont lost his old knowledge) in the MaSpAc he got a plan.
Nobody knows what he will do but one thing is uncontestable: He will be back! :yahoo:
Biographys - Tortured_Soul - 05-27-2007
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Biographys - Abyssknight - 06-01-2007
This is the first time I've done a character biography, so bear with me. :P
Name: Andrew Cazamias
Age: 32
Height: 5 feet 8 inches
Hair: Short, brown hair
Eye color: Blue
Affiliation: Bounty Hunters' Guild
History: Andrew Cazamias was born to a Bretonian mother and a Liberty father. They moved to Leeds when Andrew was 3. At the age of 14, Andrew learned how to fly a Startracker.
Qhen he was 15, Andrew and most of his family became involved with the Green Front, lobbying the government to ''clean up'' Leeds and New London.
When he was 18 years old, Andrew joined the Gaian eco-terrorist movement. He quickly gained a name for himself, raiding Planetform and BMM convoys in his Hawk.
At the age of 25, Andrew's luck finally ran out. He was attacked by a strike group of the Bretonian Armed forces. He managed to take out 6 Crusaders and a Templar, as well as destroy 3 turrets on a Gunboat, before he was finally captured.
For the next 5 years, Andrew would rot in Newgate, until he was approached by a Bounty Hunter Instructor.
He had two choices: Stay in prison for the next 30 years, or join the Gulild and hunt down his comrades.
He eventually chose to join the Bounty Hunters' Guild.
For 2 years, he fought against many criminal organizations: Rogues, Lane Hackers, Outcasts, Mollys, and of course, Gaians. Finally, he decided to make his fortune in the Border Worlds and Edge Worlds.
Andrew Cazamias flies a ''Manta'' Bounty Hunter Fighter. His favorite prey is The Wild, but he also attacks Hessians and Outcasts. Recently, he has moved into Rheinland to hunt down the Rheinland criminals: the Bundschuh, the Hessians, Unioners, and, of course, The Wild.
Biographys - VoidPointer - 06-08-2007
Liberty Navy Employment Records
Name: Jack Cyrus.
Aliases: None.
Callsign: Gunslinger.
Status: Dishonorably discharged for use of gross excessive force during a police action.
Age: 29.
Sex: Male.
Height: 187 cm.
Mass: 83.9 kg.
Hair color: Dark brown.
Eye color: Brown.
Place of birth: Planet Manhattan.
Father: Unknown. Mother was captured by Corsair raiders and raped by an unknown assailant.
Mother: Jeannine Cyrus, former Bowex freighter pilot. Was captured by Corsairs during a freight run to Bretonia. Was ransomed back to Bowex, but was raped and impregnated during her week-long imprisonment. Ms. Cyrus refused to have an abortion, and Jack is the result.
Biography:
At an early age, Jack was led to believe his father had been an officer with the Liberty Navy who was killed in action. This belief led Jack to join the Liberty Navy to avenge his father. After four years with the Liberty Navy, Jack was elevated to the rank of Sergeant, at which point a superior officer allowed him to search for his father's personnel record. Upon realizing that his father did not exist, Jack began searching for the truth. He eventually found it in LPI's criminal records. After learning the truth behind his father's identity, Jack became increasingly cynical and violent. This trend reached an unacceptable level when, during hot pursuit of a group of Xenos into Border World space, Jack engaged a group of Corsairs. Instead of destroying the ships and tractoring in the escape pods for questioning as per Liberty Navy regulations, Jack destroyed the ships and then shot the escape pods one by one, killing the pilots. Jack was then dishonorably discharged for his actions, though avoided conviction by court martial due to mitigating circumstances (deep emotional distress.) Jack then joined the Bounty Hunter's Guild due to the great latitude allowed to these individuals.
Known personality traits:
Jack claims to have a very strong sense of justice, though it would be more accurate to say that he has a strong desire for vengeance. Oddly, he does not seem to bear any special hatred for the Corsairs, but, in his words, he "hates all those pirate scum equally. Now where's my drink?"
Biographys - xit - 06-08-2007
Name: unknown, goes by the alias "xit".
Age: unknown.
Hair: short, darkbrown.
Eye colour: blue.
Affiliation: none.
History: I've been a trader for as long as I can remember, one of the oldest in the business (OOC: just ask Igiss.:P), been everywhere, done everything a trader could wish for.
Last time I hit it big. Real big.
Then I decided to do some celebrating on Planet Manhattan, I needed a drink. Or fifty.
Not sure what happened during the next five months. I do remember a lot of drinking, partying, and ... let's just say other stuff.
And, strangely enough, a polarbear wearing a pink tuxedo.
It's all rather a blur.
Anyhoo, yesterday I stumbled back to my large train to get some more cash. But it wasn't there.
Some idiot had stolen it, only thing left was a note saying "Thanks for the ship and money. Oh, and do remember to lock the door next time. Idiot.".
Sigh...
Well, good luck I had some small change left.
Paid off my hotel room, bought a Starflier, and now I'm back in business.
Rather broke, and with a massive hangover, but I'm back.
Wonder if I can still remember how to fly?