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Liberty's Finest
Blighter
03-14-2010, 02:52 AM,
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[Image: RedonScanners-LoveyouZelty.png]

[font=Trebuchet Ms]Sputnik 'Red on Scanners!' Kaputnik (or Kaputski) - played by [font=Trebuchet Ms][color=#CCEECC]Zeltak

If one were to describe Sputnik - that's not his real name by the way - in one word, it would be... 'different'.
Being a crazy lunatic, he's a real oddity among the Pirate populace of Liberty.
According to some sources, he is the long-lost brother of the renown Coalition Revolutionary Army Bomber-Ace Zarevo Kaputski, which is hardly believable for people who encounter Sputnik for the first time. What's pretty damn certain however is that Sputnik fell on the head a couple times too many when he was a little kid, as evidenced by his wicked psyche, which over the years he spent wandering around Sirius and trying to fight for the Coalition had progressed further to a rather explosive climax.
In 817 A.S. Sputnik, still believing to fight for the Coalition and his brother, joined the Xeno movement as a Bomber pilot. His mental health and stability having deteriorated to the point where he mostly spent all the time he could with flying and delivering the 'Boom-Boom' to whoever showed up as a hostile on his ship's scanners, he once found himself in a situation he couldn't handle.
That was somewhere in New York's Badlands, facing a certain Gunship called the 'Blue Raven', an encounter during which Sputnik jokingly uttered the phrase 'Two Mil. or dye!' to Blue in his manly Coalition accent.
Blue, being in a cranky mood that day from actually having received a shipment of Plush Nomads instead of her beloved Midnight Blue hairdye, wasn't in a mood to screw around with a crazy Xeno, so she simply reduced Sputnik's Bomber to tiny little bits and towed in his escape pod.
She ran to the cargo bay right after, pulled Sputnik out of his pod, and proceeded to smack his head with one of the Plush Nomads she had been furiously punching throughout the day in her rage.
After several very long hours of excessively brutal and plushy smacking, Sputnik helplessly collapsed into a coma.
Realizing at that point that she had been a complete and utter bitch to the poor man, Blue decided to take him with her to the Stellar Ranger's sickbay where he would spend an entire month in his unresponsive state.

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en he woke up he basically had lost the ability to speak and, as it would turn out later, a good portion of his memory.
He didn't remember the events that had brought him into the Ranger's sickbay, and as he gradually relearned the English language, it was uncovered that he had completely forgotten who he actually was and where he came from. However he had kept most of his knowledge and memories that weren't directly related to him, and he was gaining an understanding of his environment, the events and happenings and the people around him.
He managed to successfully regain the ability of speech by spending most of his time with reading holo-books, and telling stories out of those to the other people who frequented the sickbay.
While doing so he developed a penchant for poetry. One that later, as he was just spending all his time with writing poetry, reciting poetry, bugging people with poetry, mocking them with poetry and just straight pissing them off with poetry, would lead to him being kicked out of the sickbay, shoved into a Starflea, and sent running by no other than the Ranger's XO, Nicholai himself, who was just fed up with Sputnik's constant talking and rhyming.

It wasn't until a couple days later that Blue, this time furious about Nicholai's stupidity, would find Sputnik.
Sitting in a Sabre's cockpit in the middle of no place other than Liberty's capitol system, New York.
And the Sabre had huge and red-glowing lights mounted on it to attract everyone's attention.
Everyone being the wonderful Liberty Navy in all its mighty and fabulous glory.
The Liberty Navy whom Sputnik was mocking over the public channels.
With nothing else but his now-trademark... poetry.

Apparently he had learned just what poetry was good for, and in his case that meant attracting the attention of people whom he could deliver the 'Boom-Boom' to.
While he certainly wasn't as crazy as before, he had kept his other penchant, the one of bringing chaos and mayhem to people, just that now his words served as another weapon which definitely wasn't second in terms of usefulness to his rather amazing skill with all kinds of ship-mounted big guns.

Blue watched the ensuing show, a rather gory kill-fest in which Sputnik utterly dominated the Navy pilots who had come after him in their blind rage, swatting them out of the surrounding space like flies.
Amazed by that incredible display of skill, she made him an offer he couldn't refuse.
He would join the people aboard the Stellar Ranger and become a part of them, under the condition that he would keep his poetry to himself while on the ship.
In turn, Blue would offer him plenty of opportunities to piss people off in space, where he could make all of them explode right after.
With a toothy grin he agreed, but not before making it clear that from now on he simply wanted to be called 'Red', in reference to his shining-red Sabre.

Currently he spends most of his time flying, just as before, extorting miniscule amounts of money from merchants that happen to cross his way while talking, talking and endlessly talking, thus pissing people off even more, while always being happy himself when he can get into another fight with yet more pissed-off people, only to deliver them their daily dose of 'Boom-Boom'.
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Messages In This Thread
Liberty's Finest - by Blighter - 03-13-2010, 10:20 PM
Liberty's Finest - by Blighter - 03-13-2010, 11:05 PM
Liberty's Finest - by Blighter - 03-13-2010, 11:56 PM
Liberty's Finest - by Blighter - 03-14-2010, 12:23 AM
Liberty's Finest - by Blighter - 03-14-2010, 12:56 AM
Liberty's Finest - by Blighter - 03-14-2010, 02:19 AM
Liberty's Finest - by Blighter - 03-14-2010, 02:52 AM
Liberty's Finest - by Blighter - 03-14-2010, 03:26 AM
Liberty's Finest - by Blighter - 03-15-2010, 10:15 PM
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Liberty's Finest - by Blighter - 06-22-2010, 07:28 PM
Liberty's Finest - by Blighter - 06-22-2010, 10:28 PM
Liberty's Finest - by Blighter - 07-07-2010, 06:00 PM

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