This is a fighter working for 'Legion Federation', a small mining and mission corporation which operates from a POS hidden in deep space. It will attack anything it considers a threat or easy-ratting. Threat level: Rent-A-Cop The name Semyon Gnyevko appeared for the first time in the Rogue Space Volcano incident at Low-Density Hydrogen Acres, a habitation module and 'neighborhood' orbitting a remote asteroid in deep space. With minor assistance from Pioter Belkov and Platanov he selflessly spent over 44 seconds of his time blasting the habitation module barely out of the way of the wrath of fiery Rogue Space Volcano. A party hosted and paid-for by the Associated Rural Space Colony Conglomerate lasted for sixteen days in honor of Semyon, and too a much lesser degree his accomplices in heroism. But for Semyone Gnyevko... the trouble had only started. Unknown to Semyon at the time, Rogue Space Volcano had been sent by Rospa'Cano, the God of Rogue Space Volcano, to punish the citizens of Low-Density Hydrogen Acres for improperly worshipping Rogue Space Volcano. In retaliation Rospa'Cano sent a Rogue Space Volcano to Semyon's summer home in Pliocene, crushing his vacationing family and a few second cousins of Belkov and Platanov under a torrent of magma and Rogue Space Volcano. This agonzied Semyon greatly, and moderately irked Belkov and Platanov. They set out immediately to the greatest Rogue Space Volcano of them all, the throne of Rospa'Cano. Inside the then dormant Rogue Space Volcano the three discovered a vast quantity of Alaskite, an extremely valuable and spatially/chronologically improbable compound made of unknown elements. It was clear to Semyon what was happening, he explained it with his illustrious and silver tongue to his baffled and unimportant compatriots. "See here, my comrades! The source of the Lord Rospa'Cano's power is Alaskite! Just as with the American Empire it is the crutch of a failing tyrant! It does not belong to this Rogue Space Volcano, but to the people! Take unto thee our most precious mineral, and bring it back to Mother Russia!" Neither Belkov or Platanov had the slightest degree of understanding as to what he meant, but they loaded the beautiful and highly marketable crystals into an Iteron Mark V they probably didn't steal. As they were loading their find into the cargo bay, Rospa'Cano erupted from his throne, spraying incendiary lava and Rogue Space Volcano discriminately towards the thieving crew. But Gnyevko was ready and had a plan... with only the safety of his allies in mind, he rushed forward and with all his might fired off a barrage of missiles at the oncoming Rogue Space Volcano debris. The explosion saved the day, but resulted in third degree burns over half of Belkov and Platanov's bodies. Rospa'Cano was sent into a deep slumber, to awake again only when mankind foolishly attempts to worship Rogue Space Volcano. A party was hosted and paid-for by the Associated Alaskite Mining Conglomerate for sixteen days in honor of Semyon, his friends were sent gold-plated gift baskets and diamond encrusted get well cards. For once, all was well on the Galactic Frontier... Or was it? --- This is a fighter working for 'Legion Federation', a small mining and mission corporation which operates from an office in the Oursulaert system. It will attack anything it considers a threat or easy-ratting. Threat level: Maytag Repairman The story of Pioter Belkov begins much like any other, with the meteoric rise and tragic fall of a single woman innkeeper and a university hospital surgeon with too much ambition. Arising from these humble beginnings, the once hapless Belkov quickly found himself caught up in something bigger than he ever imagined. And so our hero’s story shifts locations to outer space, since the backgrounds were easier to draw, where he encountered the wandering Comrades Platanov and Gnyevko, whom were busy trying to write a musical version of the Communist Manifesto. Unbeknownst to Belkov at the time, a ROGUE SPACE VOLCANO had been sent from the Great Black Hole, via the White Hole express by Rospa’Cano, the Evil God of ROGUE SPACE VOLCANO. Named in that black, shunned tome of forbidden lore, ancient before the Fifth Cataclysm, and destined to rule this telluric sphere and the myriad stars beyond, the Evil God Rospa’Cano unleashed a second ROGUE SPACE VOLCANO more powerful than any ROGUE SPACE VOLCANO ever encountered before, which would spell certain doom for the small band of habitation modules orbiting a remote asteroid in deep space. Being of an adventitious sort, Belkov lead a daring expedition team to the encroaching ROGUE SPACE VOLCANO, wherein the Comrades discovered a vast quantity of Siberite, an extremely valuable and spatially/chronologically unlikely compound made of unknown elements. It was clear to the wise and clever Belkov what was happening, for he alone had seen the warnings etched into the cuneiform tablets, and as such he gave a rousing speech to his comrades: “Comrades! You can not own the moon, much less the air we breathe! The same is true of the Alaskite; it belongs to all of us! So also is the pursuit of life, liberty, and an affordable mortgage on a space colony which isn’t threatened by ROGUE SPACE VOLCANO! Comrades! The enemy’s identity, goals, and organization are clear as polished glass! We must end this destructive conflict and bring about the holy justice of peace, security, and equality! The Alaskite has always been the crutch of the imperialist warmongers. Just like the American Empire before, if we kick that crutch away, then the Evil God’s power will falter! FORWARD! FOR GREAT JUSTICE!” Neither Gnyevko nor Platanov had the slightest degree of understanding as to what he meant, but they were mesmerized by the forbidden capitalistic wealth potentially inherent in the Siberite crystals. So the Comrades began their assault on the citadel of Lord Rospa’Cano deep within the ROGUE SPACE VOLCANO as it continued to steam ever closer to Low-Density Hydrogen Acres. Through friendship, teamwork, and laboring like true proletariat, the Comrades were able to fight their way though a myriad of defenses and destroy the ROGUE SPACE VOLCANO, though at the cost of their immortal souls and $3.75 in loose change. In the final moments of the epic battle, with the ROGUE SPACE VOLCANO hovering precariously over Low-Density Hydrogen Acres like the Sword of Damocles, Belkov clashed with Rospa’Cano himself deep within the fiery belly of the ROGUE SPACE VOLCANO. With only the safety of his Comrades in mind, he charged forward in a blind berserker rage of missiles and screaming, landing the finishing blow upon Rospa’Cano’s visage. Imprisoning Rospa'Cano within his own crystalline septer, Belkov then hurled the incarcerated god into the nearest Quasar, and flew back to the warm cheers and admiration of Low-Density Hydrogen Acres’ womenfolk....for 16 days. --- Read these first: Semyon Gnyevko Pioter Belkov This is a fighter working for 'Legion Federation', a small mining and mission corporation which operates from an office in the Oursulaert system. It will attack anything it considers a threat or easy-ratting. Threat level: 3 Alarm Spicy Comrade Platanov was born into a poor Rogue Space Volcano mining family in one of the less affluent slums of Low-Density Hydrogen Acres, a Rogue Space Volcano mining colony nestled in the shadow of Rogue Space Volcano. His family were devout followers of Rospa'Cano, the mighty and vengeful god of Rogue Space Volcano, but were discriminated against as they were a religious minority among a community who worshipped Qwa'Shan, god of the Quasar, who was delivered unto man through the Great Black Hole, via the White Hole Express. As a result, Platanov's family was bypassed for all the good promotions and speaking roles in the annual production of 'Das Kapital: The Musical'. One day, Platanov was on a pilgrimage to the higher reaches of Rogue Space Volcano, and it was there that he found the caves of unimaginable sincerity and beauty. He reported his findings to the elders of the church of Rogue Space Volcano, who charged Platanov the mandatory freelance prospecting fee. Platanov, now penniless, set out to make his fortures mining the newly discovered Alaskite jewels in The Caves. With nothing to his name but a novelty oversized pickaxe, a crude map of Rogue Space Volcano drawn on the back of an application for 'Sublimation Heights' apartments, and 7km worth of prayer wheels inscribed with devotions to the god Raspa'Cano, the mighty and vengeful god of Rogue Space Volcano. Upon reaching the caves, Platanov was shocked to discover that the crystals of Siberite being mined by his bretherin were actually the souls of all those faithful to Raspa'Cano. Platanov rushed to and fro, trying to persuade his comrades to cease the destruction of their souls, but no one would listen to him. Finally, fed up with the greed of the townsfolk, Platanov unshouldered his enormous pickaxe, which fell to the floor with a deafening crash. All of Rogue Space Volcano shook with the impact, and the gathered villagers fell silent. "My people!" shouted Platanov, "Don't you see what you are doing? Can you not see the evil being caused by your greed for the Alaskite? You must stop your foolishness now or else you will anger Rospa'Cano, god of the Rogue Space Volcano. Even now the followers of Qwa'Shan, god of the Quasar, who was delivered unto man through the Great Black Hole, via the White Hole Express are gathering a great army while we are absent from our homes. You must return now, otherwise there will be nothing left for us to return to." But it was too late. There came a sound, distant at first, that grew into a catastrophany so immense it could be heard far away in space. Rogue Space Volcano began to shake with a tremendous energy, for Rospa'Cano was angered. Platanov was so startled that he dropped all of his prayer wheels, which rolled all the way down Rogue Space Volcano. However, even this could not lessen Rospa'Cano's wrath. Infuriated, Rospa'Cano called forth the might of Rogue Space Volcano to smite the inhabitants of Low-Density Hydrogen Acres. Platanov, always a quick thinker, jumped in his Mk. IV turbo-ion space cruiser and, taking carefull aim, managed to briefly shoot Rogue Space Volcano out of it's collision course with Low-Density Hydrogen Acres. The townsfolk were so overjoyed that each and every one of them immediately converted to the way of Rospa'Cano, the mighty and vengeful god of Rogue Space Volcano, A party was thrown in Platanov's honor, which lasted exactly 16 days, the period of Rogue Space Volcano's new collision course orbit with Low Density Hydrogen Acres.