Little is known of the origins of “Dr.” Arcanonn, but stealing that lab coat has certainly escalated.

Bungalo, Head and founder of Canonn Protection Services (CPS), enjoys barnacles and long walks on Merope 5c.

Delmonte – Head of controlling inter-spacial realities (PG), Organiser of Sub Space communications (Discord), Group ambassador with Frontier Developments. Oh and general dogs body…

They say Factabulous has clones across the galaxy – some say doing science, some say stealing underwear, most say just very, very lost. All Factabulous knows is there was an incident with a micropipette and a brewery tour…

Hugo Ross – The sexiest commander in the galaxy but it doesn’t stop there, Hugo has the brain smarts too, he once opened a bottle despite the lack of a bottle opener!

Prof Huros PhD(A.S.S) – Master Barsteward of the good ship CRV Murp’s Mum. Enjoys deep tissue massages in picturesque deep space locations and performing alien autopsy on living aliens. Also set up Lab 69 for exploring the deeper mysteries of Anti-Social Science and prepping for alien invasion.

I’ve been floating in space for several years now, fumbling from one Gin Bar to the next. Only to black out and find myself thousands of LY’s away from the Bubble in a crudely welded together ASP Explorer using Confidential pages from the Ministry of Archives as a pillow.

Per Mare, Per Terras, Per Constellatum, Semper Vigilans

After the [̝̘̙͓̤͕ͭ̒̅͞R̡̙̺̠̗̞̼̤͌̍͂͛̾͞͝Ė̶̡͖̫̪̰̥̰̹͔̒͌̓͂̅̃̎D̸̡̹̞͉̱͓͌̅̃ͭ̾ͦḀ̡͇̻̠̖̣̙̎͒̄͆ͨͭÇ̵̛͍̪̗̤ͭͯ̋̊T̛̿͂͆̋́͏̼͚̤̖Ę̳͆͗̾̕Dͮ̉͒ͭ̍̔ͥ͏̵̹̮]̲͉͉͔̺̌͒̑ͩ͂ͨͅ incident of 3301, Shard [̷̠̱̹͙͚͔̗̹̪̯̹̱͕͉͐̎̃͗̎̃̊̇̀̉͘͘R̶̡̬̳̙̲͚̥̙̪̖̼͗͛͠È̷̹̹̣̝̲̟̮̞̲̝͇͖̠͊̃̑̀͂̌̄̊̋̽̀́̍̕ͅD̵̛͔̘͖̱̖͗͌͋̓̂̂͂͊͜A̸̹̯͛̓͊̾̓̄͂͘͠͝͝C̴̡̢̡̢̳̯̭͖̣̘̾̊T̸̢̛̥͙̲̬̰̝̗͈̱̜̤͚̖̳̀͌̈͆̓̓͝͝͝͝E̵̢̨̯̠̗̭̞̼͎͍̗̬̐͗̈́̐͒̾̊̋̌̄̃͗̈́͝D̸̙͔̰̹̫̞̹͠ͅ]̵̋̿̔͆̌͘͜͝the council. Based in [REDACTED] he has [͙͚̣͍͙͆͂̿̂R̅͊͌̏͐̐̍҉͉͚̖͙̘ED̸͓͓̼̼̩̯A̢͕̖̲͕͌̒͛̿͆C͙͔̍́ͦ͊̚T̙͙̗̟͕͚ͯ͑E̙̯̹ͩ͘D̡̖͓̭̮͇̺̹͊̄ ̟̺͕̞̤̱̹͋̍͞Ŕ͑̿͏E̬̯͓͐͆͘ͅD̷̒͐ͯ̄ͪA̤͚͔͇͓̘͋ͭ͢C̝͈ͨ̌ͣ̑̃͆̆T̤E͈ͨ̄̂D̪̺ ̎̐R̴̮͎̋͛E͕̣̱̦̪͠D͙̩̖̠̘ͤ̏ͧͣ͂̓ͪͅA̜̽ͫ̄͂̆̍C̋̿͋̊ͧͫT̛͕̜͈̘ͫE̮̙̹̦̱͛̽͑̇̾D̸̰̰̟̲̮͕]̵̙̼̣̋ͪ̿ͯ͋ͣ and still to this day [Ŗ̵̼̼̳̱̣̙̞̺̗͐͗̔́͌̀͊̽̚͜͜͝Ẹ̸̏̎̏̊̒͊̾̒ͅD̶͇͓̭̰͊̍͗͑͛̃͆̾͐͊̾̓̽͘̕A̶̢̧͚̪̺̪͓͍̪̯̜̭̹̋̌̾̇̑͊̄͌͗̈́͘̚͝C̴̢͔̙̗͚͖͙̎̅̿̉̆͆͆̈́͌̚ͅT̶̫͖͈̯̺̬̩̯̂́Ȅ̷̗͙͈̹̼̰̌̈̒̈̀̓͒͜Ḑ̶̫̯͔͇͍͉̫̰̤̅̈̓̐̒͋̈͆̄̇͌̆̔͠͝]

On secondment from the Miskatonic University pending the conclusion of an investigation by the ethics comittee into the human thargoid student exchange program LCU No Fool Like One has been applying his expertise to Canonn R&D.

I like Biscuits and
I like Whisky but not at
The same time, stupid.

Sentimental and (allegedly) corrupt? Sol accent but Varatian citizenship? Addicted to gin and allergic to slavery? That’d be money-grabbing space spiv and current group representative to Community Management, Nicholas Powell.

Lady Outspan – the balancing feminine light of the council. Keeper of the coinage and holder of the leather purse. Furever at your service what ever you need. Enjoys all types of game play and can bash out a tune or two on the ivories.

Always brooding over the background sim on behalf of the Canonn, Cmdr Monkey D Luffy brings a solid grasp of what is needed to keep our faction on the straight and narrow. Also flies a mean combat ship, allegedly.

Doesn’t get out in the black as much as he should on account of a constant drive to revisit the insurance office. Has an allergy to using big ships for anything except long-distance travel.

Invited to hide out on Varati after the great UA heist of 3301, RedWizzard stumbled into a Council meeting one day and has been pretending to belong ever since… for the free biscuits.

Some say he’s just three anomalies locked in a space suit. Others say he’s just a crazed explorer who desperately needs a shower. Whatever he is, he’s always out in the black; bringing the light of Canonn into the void and the knowledge buried there back. His lab is dedicated to biscuit powered personal FSD experiments.

Starbeaver – Head of Departments & Events Support. Professional Space-Bum. Enjoys Exploration & Curries.