Alan Write was born of his mother Elaina Write almost 3 years after she abandoned her position as Diplomat from Houston in Liberty and disappeared. But it is said she returned for almost 7 months before she gave birth to him and offered him up to the care of a group of Zoners passing by. She paid them quite well, to assure he got a top notch education when the time came.
Though he loved his simple foster family, he often felt confined. Write grew up very cocky, chasing women and sweet-talking his way into Luxury resorts with them. He built his own Anti-Grav-Lift system at age 8, and building from scratch his own Virage fighter by age 12. His early flights were far from legal, nabbing credits from a Freight here, selling stolen cargo there. He kept lawful's off his back through an advanced ID router hack that kept him out of the Criminal Database.
Write attended the highest education centers throughout Sirius. His mind was unlike any other when it came to comprehending complex mechanisms and their inner-workings. Although he is not accredited, he was the young mind behind many of Bretonia's and Liberty's newest weapons and ship line.
His biological knowledge was also nigh un-paralleled. During his education period Libery's Top Secret organizations had him shipped away to their research centers at months intervals to study strange findings from the far reaches of space.
Alan Write finished his distinguished education at age 18, an accomplishment that would take others decades to complete. He began his career as a advisor for hire to multiple corporations around Sirius. Advancing technology, bettering financial management, and even sometimes acting as a go-between diplomat for corporations who had conflicting interests.
By the end of his first year in his financial endeavors, Write had amassed enough wealth to purchase his personal Luxury Liner. But all this was soon to come to an end.
Just days after being announce the "Youngest Milti-Billionare of Sirius" Write had an unexpected visit from the Liberty Forces who boarded his Liner. Claiming that he was to be terminated and his assets liquidated for illegal involvement and ownership of Nomad and other Classified information.
Through bizarre luck Write escaped to his Explorer class Gunboat that was stationed in a nearby asteroid field. He then transfered his credits to several thousand untraceable accounts for his future use.
At that moment Write decided to take the life of adventure to the next level. He opened up the the criminal side of Sirius, at times 'pirating' as he had done as a young boy. But more often than not, Write found that connections through the 'darker' side of Sirius gave him more access to further his technological understandings.
But first.... Write had to look into something, he had been monitoring the Neural Net and had noticed someone of interest... One 'Rip Rorry' who's personal log Write had hacked... He found something of great interest: They had the same mother...
Write set up a meeting at a Junker base in New London...
**The following is a excerpt from the conversation between Alan Write and Rip Rorry:
Rorry: ... So our mother, kept us separate after she saw how that wretch of a father treated me? Write: Correct So that explains why my mother left so frequently, John was always angry with her, arguing that she was keeping some 'secret' from him. Turns out it's you. Yes... Is seems despite our diversified upbringing in the far reaches of Sirius we've ended up on the same path, according to your public Network statements... You've made quite the astounding name for yourself brother. Aye, tis the only way to live lad! Riches and fame await any who take up arms with me... I hear you've been expanding your horizons when it comes to your area of operations...? Well my good Brother *winks* It's much more than just a small operation now... Though, this area... this 'Bretonia' as they call it, which I have explored before, does lack a bit of the Renegade taste. *grins* Well if its hands you need, I've made quite the connections in times. If its man power you need, look no further. *leans back* Good, lets get you initiated into the Renegades! Bretonia and Liberty wont see this coming....
**The following is a excerpt from the conversation between Alan Write and Rip Rorry:
Rorry: Ah brother, it has been some time, how has business been going? Write: Slow but steady, I seem to lack the broad selection of traders you have at your disposal in Rhineland... Ah yes, well your brains behind our weapons heist at New Berlin was quite helpful... Your mind is beyond any man's I've seen before... grins Well don't covet my mind quite yet, it screams at me in the darkness of the night to know MORE, to find MORE. It does not give me rest. I still have dreams of my work in Newcastele, there is so much more I wish to know... Well brother, lets put that mind to work eh? In what way? With the Renegades growing larger and larger, our private communicators just aren't cutting it when it comes to keeping in contact.... I'm talking about creating a kind of... gathering point... leans back A focal point... A base of operations... This is what you mean no? Exactly... But maybe without a 'focal' whatever that is... Anyways... I'll give you credits and I even know a group, the TiP, who are willing to ship whatever goods you need to make this... 'Focal operations base' or whatever you want to call it. laughs Focal is not part of the name brother... I'll explain later... I will take on this project though, the Junkers here have been collecting the wreckage of my old Luxury Liner. I'll use it to structure this base you speak of... Good, any supplies you'll need? I'll send a transmission later once I draw up the plans... This project will be helpful, I want to continue some of my old research aswell, do you think some of your funding may be diverted? As a 'thanks' for doing this perhaps? I suppose, as well as a thank'ye for the most recent plan you drew up, the Renegades will be putting it in action soon... Really? Yes, the target will never see whats coming laughs Well I do wish you luck with it then, do tell me how it works out. I will brother, I will. Keep in contact.
As of now I have contacted the Congress about use of their shipyard. Rorry has arranged for the necessary supplies to be taken to my men. We have also readied several large portions of my destroyed Liner for transportation.
I plan to implement an organic hull via Electro-Toxic transformation. I will be utilizing a large amount of human organs as the focal growth point for this project. This because I have much more knowledge on the growth process of Homosapien cell growth than I do about that of Nomad cells, which is what was utilized in tests at Newcastle.
This ship teraformation process will be controlled remotely by sending specific electric pulses, to control growth formation, to the organic origin point while several select toxic gases are 'clouded' around the ship frame/hull. Once the desired formation of organic plating has taken place, electric impulses will cease and the ship will be cleansed of any remaining toxins. This will stabilize the new 'organic' hull and allow human capacitation. In order to keep a healthy and strong regenerating hull, the completed ship will have to take toxic 'baths' once a month. Of course, no organic hull will 're-heal' without a brain telling it to. In order to simplify the complex commands necessary to 'replicate' a brain using electric impulsed, left over Nomad nervous systems, though very degraded, will be implemented into the organic hull. Because I will have previously created a 'final body' of the organic matter, the Nomadic implementation will only be able to 'heal' back to the predetermined form of the ships hull. Connection, if any from deteriorated Nomad parts, to the mind link with other Nomads will be impossible. It lacks the necessary body to put forth such a signal.
The Following supplies have been delivered to me, they have been gathered, along with the remains of the Luxury Liner. I await confirmation to use the Junkers Shipyard as a reconstruction point for the hull...
The Shipyard for hull reconstruction has been agreed upon and materials are being moved there now.
I've taken what parts are best fit for assembly and discarded the rest. Finalized render of the puzzling process is complete. smirks I think I've done quite fine. Welding together these parts as well as will commence in but a half day now. Including the application of the following materials delivered by the TiP:
x3 - Bio-Neural Processors
x18 - Counterfeit Software
x8 - Engine Components
x220 - Superconductors
x1032 - Nanocapacitors
x45 - Nuclear Devices
x624 - Optronics
x40 - Quantum Multiplexors
x1200 - Ship Hull Panels
The bio-integration process or ship Bio-Tereformation will be done at a septate location, far removed from prying eyes. I don't want my knowledge to fall into the wrong hands...
Shipyard compilation of the main hull is almost complete, my men have been working round the clock, they should be awarded in some way... We'll begin movement of the hull to a lone void spot where I may conduct our organic Ship-Teraformation.
--=Ship Status=--
The Junkers Congress will be notified as soon as the hull has left port. Their assistance was vastly needed and helpful. Hopefully the smoothness of this deal will secure their trust in the Renegades and give us grounds to become allies...
The Bio Ship-Teraformation process went exactly as planned. Dumping the Human Organs directly over the Remote-Electro Transponder, which was used to send pulses of data to assist in the correct formation of the organic hull, worked perfectly. The toxic cloud worked as a prefect inducer of the organic growth which was responding to the electric impulses. The Nomad parts, used to keep the hull "alive" has now been placed in contact with the hull and has latched on. As a safe guard, I have made a sort of 'kill switch' which will terminate this section of the hull if these parts ever find a way to gain consciousness.
Coordinates to the ships location is being broadcasted to all known Renegades and their associate Smugglers. I hope my brother is as proud of me as I am in my technological breakthrough... secret though it will remain.
My brother has contacted me and would like to meet regarding some information on a Nomad vessel he encountered; yet another opportunity to test the lengths of my knowledge and to broaden my abilities!
Rip Rorry and Alan Write sit down to discuss an amazing find...
Rorry: Shaken Brother... I have found something... Something that even I fear, though I could not tell the men. This Nomad vessel, it drove me near mad! Write: Anxious Yes yes, but you told me you have more to tell me about it other than you killing it and needing a therapy session no? Regains composure Aye... The way I see it, the only way to defeat your fear is to embrace is, to become it. You want to become a Nomad? Brother are you insane?! No... No not entirely. I ran a deep scan on this vessel, it's why I sought after it once it began to flee. And.... I brought back several par... YOU WHAT?! DO YOU KNOW WHAT KIND OF DAMAGE THAT COULD DO TO OUR REPUTATION IF THE JUNKERS FOUND OUT YOU DOCKED NOMAD PARTS ON TO THEIR BASE?! CALM DOWN DAMN IT! Pushes Write back into his seat Keep it quite, I sealed the parts in the rear containment hold. Even I have not come into direct contact with the parts. It seemed they were deteriorating, so I let the hold become a vacuum. It seems it likes to degrade if it comes into contact with any kind of gas to my knowledge... I don't know, your the scientist... Ponders Rorry... You do know... What you hold in your possession, the Governments would annihilate entire planets of civilians, scour to the edges of Sirius, and even kill their own family for what you have... I don't fear Governments brother. Winks And I really don't care what they'd do to their children. Besides, its not me that'll have to worry, it'll be you. Nods Thats right brother... Hands over a Info-Chip You want me to... Aye, you've got a ship to build brother. Call it.. "the greatest science thing Sirius has ever seen" or whatever you want. Once I have this ship, even the Governments will fear us Brother, no more need for hiding... Hey! Maybe they'll even welcome you back in hopes that you'll share with them your great know-hows... Get me my ship brother, and you'll get your life back Grins With this COMPLETE Deep Scan, as well as several main components of the 'Scorpion' you should have a fun time. Walks out
Although I have complete schematics of this vessel. Comprehending and interpreting them will take knowledge other than my own. I have broken down the reverse-engineering process for this ship, and am currently seeking out individuals who may give insight on how to proceed.
RED MKII REVERSER ENGINEER PROCESS:
POWER:
How does it remain 'alive' for prolonged periods of time. (perhaps a similar process as the 'toxic baths' used for RR's Flagship.)
HULL:
Though I have in my possession part of the port 'wing' as well as a portion of the central dome, I will need to find a way to 'replicate' this ships light yet very dense organic matter. The use of a metal frame as with my previous ship is very limited, because any large amount of metal would hinder this ships amazing agility due to its light mass.
HUMAN INTEGRATION: After coming to a full understanding of the vessel, it will be necessary to integrate a light alloy cockpit in place of the central alien hub for Rorry to relay ship commands through. An expert in the Bio-Mechanical field will be sought out to perfect this, though I already know much on this subject.
This concludes this log, I am currently working on decoding this information myself as well as contacting those who I think may be able to assist.
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