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Mr_3ppozz - Mr_3ppozz - 06-07-2007
In the year 791 AS Mr_3ppozz was born on Freeport 2.
After growing up without any comfort of a normal planet, he left Freeport 2, to see something of the Sirius Sytem. After flying around for 2 years, trading and taking on missions sometimes, he wanted to see more and bought his First transport to make some credits.
After only weeks of trading within liberty he bought himself a bigger freighter and left to Rheinland space.
Here he found out an entire different type of culture, everything was prepared for a military defense or assault, even the Pirate's were outfitted with better equipment.
In just 2 weeks time he encountered his first ever REAL problem with some Wild pilots, and started to believe he could help in defeating them. So he started saving more and more credits and bought bigger and bigger freighters.
Finnaly he could afford a fighter that could be wel equipped to defeat those dreaded Wild pilots. In his first head-on encounter, he just had to flee the scene because they were way too strong.
Finnaly he found his destiny, destoying every last Wild and Nomad pilot out there.
Now he's saving himself everything he can to buy a Cruiser or Battleship so he can overpower them in a matter of seconds. And take the fight back to them.
Personal Intelligence:
Name: Mr_3ppozz, Full name has never been discovered.
Faction: LPI
Age: Mid Twenties
Height: 1.80 m.
Distiniushing features: Short haircut, dark green eyes, relativly normal build and quite agile.
Known Associates:
=BSG= Crusher IMG Fighter
[STS] Tommy Trader
Monad unknown
Feel free to supply me with additional information, or with additions to my RP storyline and Character
Mr_3ppozz - Mr_3ppozz - 06-11-2007
Neural Net Log Update.
After weeks of trading and waiting for the cash to flow in, he could finally buy himself a Large Train, the first run from Newcastle to Honshu wasn't a easy one. He found himself in an ambush by the corsairs. Luckily he just bought a Large Train with some firepower and he blasted them out of the skies.
When he arrived in Honshu he got so fed up with all those attackes on his freither, that he ordered a Liberty Very Heavy Fighter, so he could get back at them. He also made a decision to join a trading faction for better protection. After going to a crash course on Company rules and meeting with the President of the Sirius Transport Service, he decided that they are just what he was seeking for and joined the STS.
Back at Battleship Missisipi he got his new VHF, and started to hunt down all the outcast he could find. With every kill he made, he felt better and better. Finally the revenge he was waiting for....
Suddenly he looked around and found himself somewhere he could't place.... *where am i* went through his head. Looking around in every direction, there in the distance he sees something, something small. He decided to go in and find out what it was, when he got close enough, he couldn't believe what he was seeing, it was a planet. Getting closer and closer until he could see a docking ring. After landing on the planet he found a new save haven for himself in Planet Gran Canaria, so he got himself a upgraded shield, some extra armor, and went back into space.
On to the simga 13 system, to see if he could find some Wild pilots to blast out of the skies.
Mr_3ppozz - Mr_3ppozz - 06-18-2007
After a few days of travelling, Mr_3pppozz got himself a big fat bonus from his faction leader.
"For all your good services" was the comment.
At last, he got the money for a Large Train in Newcastle, he immediatly headed for Planet Cambridge, and got himself some passengers, planning to take them to Kusari Space. Just a few kilometers for Planet Cambridge, he picked up a freighter on his scanner. As it got closer it was "Monad", someone he regularly met in space, and tagged along for some trade route's.
They decided to meet up in the bar. After a couple of drinks and a lot of catching up from the past weeks, the found out that they were on the same mission, making a quick buck, and dont get in trouble too much.
So Mr_3ppozz again tagged along with Monad, and they found themselfs heading for the Omega-5 systems.
"The first thought in Mr_3ppozz's head was: OMG were are we going this time."
Hopping along with Monad, they went through Omega-5, through Omega-41 into Omicron Theta.
When Mr_3ppozz docked, his mouth fell open, "LOOK AT THOSE PRICES" he yelled.
Having said that, he escorted the passengers out, and loaded up with a cargo bay full of Alien Organisems.
Back to Cambridge.
Doing this for a couple of times, and you got yourself a quick buck, all you got to worry is the radiation sickness but take your meds and your okay.
Withing a couple of days Mr_3ppozz found himself having of 50 mil of credits. At first he didn't quite know what to do with it, but at the last few runs he did see a whole bunch of pirates, his ship was badly damaged more than once, and he even had to pay 2 MILLION CREDITS!!!! to get through alive.
He asked around here and there, and he found out about some bases selling Gunboats, big, bad, powerfull and not that expensive.
He decided that he should get one, at all prices. So he docked he freighter, got a transport to the Sigma 13 system. There he hopped in his VHF, with 4 credit cards in his pocket. 40 million credits he thought, never had 100 credits, and now im walking with 40 million credits.
He got in his VHF, sold his credit cards, and was glad he had it back in his neural net. On to the Texas System. At planet Houston he got in to his very first GunBoat. The only thing he could think of now is blasting the wild and the nomads out of the sky. Se he planned a course to the Omicron Minor system, because he heard from several people there that they have been attacked more than once by those damned nomads.
It were a fun few days, he blasted more than 60 nomads out of the sky in just 2 days. But still he wasn't happy, all he saw ware Fighters, where are those Gunboats and Battleships. He layed out a course to an "unknown Jumphole" but what he found there, nearly blasted him out of his boots. From the first moments he got out of the jumphole, he was surrounded by nomads, it were over 20 fighers!!! He tried to blast down as many as he could and get in to a piece of open space, where he could bring the fight back to them.
The battle lasted over 2 hours, but he made it. Blasting down 26 nomad fighters and 4 gunboats.
He had his fun more a couple of weeks. Somewhere in the distance, he saw something that could be a planet. What is that? he asked himself, after setting up a course there, something happened.... its getting darker?.... WHATS HAPPENING!!!!!..........
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Mr_3ppozz - Mr_3ppozz - 07-17-2007
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He woke up, with a nasty headache.. What happened???!!! He looked around, and saw nothing but hospital beds around him... WHERE AM I!! he shouted... Behind him he could here the footsteps of someone, there were from a nurse.
Mr_3ppozz: Where am i?
Nurse: Your in the hospital on Battleship Isis, we found you and your ship by accident when patrolling to unknown space. What were you doing out there?
Mr_3ppozz: Nothing special, i was hunting nomad scum... i blasted them all out of the sky, every single one of them that i could see on my scanner, but suddenly it turned pitch black. I... i... i dont know what happened.
Nurse: Well your lucky we found you, all lifesupport systems on your ship had failed and there was a hole in your ships hull, thank god that you somehow managed to set the nanobots to work, else you would have been history. Now take a rest and you can get out of here tommorow.
So he went to sleep, thinking on what could have happened. But he couldnt figure it out....
Later that day he got out of his bed and went for a walk, just looking around at everything he could lay his eyes on..."This is magnificent" he thought. When walking past a locked door, he could see someone sitting in a corner, his face was covered by darkness, but he could see it was a man... Peeking through the tiny windows in the door he could see the person sitting in the corner, it looked like he was hiding from the lights. He got a bit curious an tapped the window, *he shouldnt have done it* that man sitting in that corner got up real slow, walked towards the door, but still his face was covered by darkness. Mr_3ppozz had a clear view of that strange looking person, he was coming closer... closer... WHAT THE *&$!&*($^$&*!#^$&(!$(*!#... Oooh My GOD, that cant be possible.... He turned around and started running... away from that door... away from that person... WHAT was he...??? He turned around a corner, right into the hands of a security guard....
Guard: Halt! What are you doing here, this area is off limits for not authorized personell.
Mr_3ppozz: I .... i was just taking a walk, i was in the hospital and wanted to stretch my legs a bit.
Guard: Well, you had you walk, now get back to your bed!!
Back in bed, he couldnt get the image of that guy out of his head... Who was he? And more importent WHAT was he? After hours of dubbing he fell asleep.
The next morning he asked the nurse if he could leave and get back to his ship to see the damage. As far as the nurse could say, that was no problem, so off he went, taking a shower, getting in his gear, and finding that equipment room.
There it was, half shot to pieces, but i was his... He walked to the equipment dealer and asked how long it would take to fix his ship and to get all equipment mounted and loaded... He found out that when youre in a highly organized base, everything goes a lot quicker then he was used too... It would take the dealer about 2 hours to get it all fixed, so the best thing he could do was get a meal and a drink in the bar.
After his meal he got up, and started to see if someone had some nice info for him, what he got was excactly what he hoped for. Information regarding that strange looking man...
The guy with who he talked, appeared to be a scientist, all he could tell that they were testing something with a testsubject, but what specificly, thats something he didnt say. All he could say that the test went wrong, and the testsubject left allright... But something definitly went wrong, because with every word the scientist said, he looked around if no-one was listening.
***Intercom*** Requested repairs and loadout for Mr_3ppozz is all done***
He finally could get of this base and back into trusted space.... But first, a pitstop for his blatter, when he was washing his hands, he looked up.. What he saw was UNBELIEVABLE!!! He saw that strange guy...
Mr_3ppozz: But.... but... its .. but its a ... mirror?!!?! How can that be...? What happened here!?!?!
He looked around, turnt on the lights and looked back to the mirror, it was gone, all he could see was hisself.
Again he switched off the lights, and there he was, that strange guy, back. Its the light he thought, NO its the shade... He finally figured it out... the scientist, the headache, that dude in the dark... its a CLONE, but something went wrong... HIS FACE, his face was dark, it consumed the light around him...
When he got his head back together, he made his way back to the room where he first saw the guy, but he wasnt there, all there he could find was a piece of paper that said.......
ZeroSlasher
Mr_3ppozz - Mr_3ppozz - 07-20-2007
---20 Years later at the Hospital on Freeport 4---
Mr_3ppozz and his wife signed in for a regular checkup of there son.
Time seemed to have flown by and memories still last to this day forth.
Mr_3ppozz was pleased to see everything was still going as he hoped, he never saw that strange person again, but then again he also never entered to the nomad worlds, or to Omicron Minor.
His son was called by the doctor.
Son: Stay here dad, ill be right back with mom.
Mr_3ppozz: Okay, ill get a cup of coffee and will be back in 10 minutes.
When he went to the bar, he heared something that he couldnt believe, an explosion.
The entire base went dark, people screaming and running everywhere. He went back to the hospital as quick as he could, but it seemed that he was too late. Smoke was comming from all directions, and flames were consuming the walls.
All he could think about was his wife and his son, but in the corner of his eyes he believed he saw someone, someone he had seen before, that didnt matter, his wife and son were more important.
--2 Hours later--
Reports were comming in of people being killed, and severly wounded. He couldnt believe what happened... His wife and son were nowhere to be found, he almost gave up hope and allmost bursted into tears when he heared a boy screaming DAD!!!. When he looked behind him, it was his son, his face covered in blood, his left arm bleeding, and all his clothes ripped and dirty of smoke and debris. He couldnt comprehend what was happening. His son made it out alive.
Mr_3ppozz: Where is your mom?
Son: I dont know, i lost her right after the blast, i was picked up by a strange looking guy, he brought me to safety and ran of.
Mr_3ppozz: What strange guy, what did he look like?
Son: I... i couldnt see him very good, his face was in the dark.
Mr_3ppozz: Oh my god... could it really be?!?! We have to get out of here RIGHT NOW!
Security officer: Hold it, and where do we think we are going in such a hurry?
Mr_3ppozz: Away from here, if my son is right, i dont want to be near this base ever again!
Security officer: No Sir, you have to wait until we can interogate you. He... He WAIT!!
Mr_3ppozz took his son by his hand and started to walk towards the docking platform, he wasnt wasting any time. As soon as he got onboard his trader, he boosted up her engines and made sure he was getting away, FAR away from freeport 4.
In the distance he could see an entire fleet of Police and Repair vessels comming, as wel as a couple a medical transports. His son was as calm as he ever was, he never gave a damn about anything... But somehow he seemed to be touched by the whole event. The little boy was flying in every ship he could get behind the controls, and never made a mistake. Mr_3ppozz asked him to get washed and to put on some clean clothes. There he went, to the small cabin behind the cockpit. When he got back he was wearing some rather strange looking clothes, a bit dirty, but it fitted him perfectly.
Mr_3ppozz: Well my son, dont know where you got it, but you look allright.
Son: I got it of Freeport 4, someone gave it to me just before the explosion, he said i would be a fine addition.
Mr_3ppozz: Addition to what??!! Who was this guy?
Son: How should i know, i saw him about 30 seconds, and before he was done talking the whole base exploded.... (he got a bit angry with all the question)
Mr_3ppozz: Sorry for asking, take it easy. Here, take the ship for a moment, i have to get something.
When Mr_3ppozz left the ship over to his son, he immediatly got in the back of the cabin and starting to search something.
Minutes lates in the cabin he gave his son a small rifle.
Stating that he will need it later.
His son had plotted a course to Omicron Theta, when Mr_3ppozz woke up he asked him why, but his son didnt reply.
When arriving there they both went to the bar, Mr_3ppozz could really use a good cold drink so he ordered a bottle and walked to an empty table. When he was looking around he couldnt see his son anywhere, but hi wasnt worried, he had just given him a rifle and his son was old enough to take on anyone who he wanted.
-Meanwhile by the ship dealer on Corfu-
The son of Mr_3ppozz was looking around and wanted to buy a ship, but the dealer wouldnt sell him anything because he was too young. When he was told that, he got pretty angry and wanted to take a punch at the dealer but instead he started to ask him some question why he couldnt buy anything.
Son: Why cant i buy it, because im too young? Just for your information, i know some highly skilled pilots that are younger than me, and most of them have 2 fighters. So why cant i have one?
Dealer: Youre just too young i wont sell it too you. You didnt even tell me your name.
Son: Well, ill tell you, if you will sell me a ship, i know excactly what i want, and i got more than enough cash to pay you.
Dealer: Hmm.. Let me think it over..... (after 2 minutes of silence) Okay boy, you got me, tell me your name, and i will sell any ship you want.
Son: My name is... SoulHunter, my mother was killed by a man with no face, when that happened i lost all interests i had in a live as a trader and i want to fight against ALL that oppose me ideas. When my mother was killed i met a man, he was wearing a uniform that said "Colonial" and i have heared rumors about a entire group of people that call themselfs Colonials. It is with them i want to fight. And last i heared, you sell the ships that they fly, The Viper, and that ship is the one i want.
Dealer: Well my boy, since you put it that way, i do know a few of them, i sold them a good bunch of those Vipers, you can have it, its yours, make sure you can arm it well...
SoulHunter: Thank you, here are your credits and dont worry, i can arm it with anything i want, ill still shoot down anyone.
Dealer: No boy, get rid of that attitude and spend those credits on guns and armor, youll need it.
Finally, SoulHunter has what he wanted, a good fighter. Now all he had to do was tell his father about his decision. To make sure he wasnt stopped by his father, he went to the Large train in dock and wrote a note: "Dear Father, i know this isnt what you want me to do, but i have to. You will understand. I will contact you when i settled at my new home. I dont want to trade all the time, i want some action, i want to mean something."
After writing the note he went to his Viper, got in his gear and lauched into space.
-Back in the bar-
Mr_3ppozz was still sitting at the same table, and his bottle was allmost empty. All he could think of was losing his wife.... And where is that boy!!!!
He looked up, and could see a Viper leave through the window, he didnt think too much of it. He decided to get back to his Large Train and get some sleep, before leaving for a new trade run. When he arrived at his Train, his whole world ended, the last person he cared about was gone, just gone, he didnt say where to, all he said was that he was leaving...
When he was done reading the letter for the 5th time, he got aboard his train, plotted a course, and launched into space...
That was the last that was ever heared of Mr_3ppozz, some people have seen him around now and than, but nobody ever confirmed he was still alive and making his usual traderuns.
Mr_3ppozz - Mr_3ppozz - 07-27-2007
After SoulHunter got his fighter, he was planning on knowing more about that Colonials. After docking at a couple of bases and getting some valuable information from people at bars. He knew for sure where to look. He went to Falkland base, and got some missions to get to know his Viper, in the first couple of missions he took a little beating of some outcast pilots, but nobody was able to even get his shields down. After dozens of missions he was finally satisfied with himself and his ship and wanted to return to Falkland, when his ship was ambushed by a battleship and 3 escort fighters. He knew he was going to be blasted out of the sky, but he wasnt going down without a fight. He made sure his escape pod was activated and that the oxygen bottles were full, and turned the nose of his Viper towards the escorts.
He gave them hell but it wasnt good enough. His hull was nearly destroyed and he had nothing left to repair it. So he made his final turn against the escorts, he was able to shoot one fighter down, and could barely avoid the battering the battleship and the 2 remaining escorts gave him, but was able to make a last run. With his last salvo of torpedos, and all of his energy he got down the second fight, but as soon as the fighter exploded so did his ship and he was ejected into space. Luckily everything worked, but he was far from safe, he managed to get the rifle his father gave him, and shot down the pilot that ejected the same time he did, but not without taking some fire and some debris that collided onto his back.
After nearly 3 hours in space, he was picked up by an IMG Patrol, they brought him back to Falkland base and gave him some medical attention. He came out nearly unharmed, only his shoulders were badly injured. He had to stay out of any kind of ship for the next 2 days and wasnt allowed to fight for atleast 3 months.
SoulHunter just couldnt believe it, his ship was totally wrecked, there was nothing left but the escape pod in wich they found him. When he walked into the bar, he immediatly noticed something, there was someone with a Colonial uniform and he was coming towards him.
Colonial Pilot: That was one hell of a fight you gave them... nice job.
SoulHunter: What?! You saw it happen...?? Why didnt you help me?
Colonial Pilot: I couldnt i was in a recon vessel and they dont carry that much firepower, thats the same reason that you didnt see me. We can see miles more that you do. But i think youre a decent pilot, we could use someone like you.
SoulHunter: Who are "we"? And what good am i, im wrapped up in this stupid silk, i can barely move my arms.
Colonial Pilot: Here is a RV point, get there in 2 hours and we can discuss your future career.
SoulHunter: But how can i get there, i dont even have a fighter left, or do you want me to come in my escape pod?
Colonial Pilot: Dont worry, get to the lauching pad when youre up for it, there is a Viper outfitted with the same stuff that you used. After 2 hours its gone.
The pilot walked away, and looked confident, SoulHunter quickly finished his drink, got to the lauching pad, and there she was. It was allmost an excact copy of his, all it missed was a tiny dent in the front of the nose, but that was quickly solved with a boot.
He got into the Viper, but he could barely reach the stick thanks to his shoulders. If i want something done, i have to get my mind into it, he thought. After 10 minutes of wrestling with himself, he could move enough to get the Viper going and headed for the RV point.
-RV point Tau-44 System 1 hour 45 minutes later-
Soulhunter was hanging around in space for about half an hour, but nothing happened.
Until... untill...
***Incoming missile***
What the !!()*!&#^&$!*...
***Incoming missile***
SoulHunter: Aah, hell... it was a setup.
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Incoming Transmission
You will be tested, defend yourself but know your limit, if either one of you is destroyed, you both will be.
End Transmission
After a short battle with a Colonial Pilot, he got the best of him and got his hull down, until the last inch of destruction.
Your test is over, dock at the nearby base, and get ready for briefing in the bar.
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After months of training, Soulhunter was back to his normal level of skills, his shoulder healed in time and he learned some nice tricks from a couple of the other Viper Pilots.
He was promoted, due to his loyalty and to his will to go on with training, even when he was injured. He made the rank of LTJG and was allowed to purchase a bomber. When he got it, he quickly learned you had to have very different flying skills than in a Viper or any other ship for that matter. The bomber was light to pilot, but just as hard to make a torpedo run in. He was eager to learn, but still he couldnt get the feeling for it and named his bomber; BoneHead. All he would get from flying in that thing, was a head like stone from smashing it against his inside hull. It was obvious he would need over 100 hours in the simulator to get a tiny feeling for how to fly it, but he was persistent to learn it.
Mr_3ppozz - Mr_3ppozz - 01-25-2008
Personnel File #923263
Name: Maui Wauie
Gender: Female
Height: 1m67
Weight: 48Kg
Age: 21
Ship: Colonial Viper MkI, Odin's.Chosen
Born on the Colony of Aerelon, Maui didnt have much of a childhood. On her 1st birthday the Cylon Fleet launched there first attack. Mauis parents made it of the Colony in time and were able to get to the Galactica before the raiders attacked.
She was raised on the Galactica and came in direct contact with the war, when she stole a Raptor to rescue her father, whos viper got severely damaged in a fight with a basestar. She managed to locate his emergency beacon and get him aboard, but he died hours later in Galacticas sickbay.
Her mother however was in more luck, she died in the Sirius System of old age. After serving nearly 35 years of administrative services, her mother retires. Only 6 months later, the fleet arrived in the Sirius System. Unfortunately her mother never saw the new Colonial Home, she spend the last 4 years of her life in luxury on Planet Curacao.
Maui got recruited in the Colonial Administration Office by her mother when she was 16. She started working as a helper, moving boxes and passing around files. When she turned 18 and finished home-schooling, she started at the Colonial Registration Office. After 3 years of hard work, she was granted access to more restricted files from lost Colonial Citizens. From that day forward she has been searching for more Colonial Survivors, she has evolved into an expert in her field.