The Canonn Council is made up of a rag-tag bunch of combined pilots and forumites who have participated in the UA / Barnacle / Thargoid mystery and/or contributed to the running of the Canonn group. In general, all of them have demonstrated extreme wit (sic), valour (sic), intelligence (sic) and – most importantly – a talent for crafting the finest hats from tinfoil. They are as follows (in alphabetical order)
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…
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 Vigilas
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.
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.
Department Head – Often found around nebula, specialist in Barnacles and investigating other organic or geological curiosities. Some say if you say Barnacle three times, he will hear and be there to answer questions.
Department Head – Hello there my fellow scientists, my name is Dr. Strange, but people call me doc or strange for short, i am your local scientific in-game millionaire, who loves taking nice screenies.
Department Head – Ever since he learned the numerous claims saying that Thargoid Structures are growing are complete and utter garbage, Maligno has worked hard to do carry out investigations that are both scientifically and mathematically rigorous. Maligno even performs the, um, vivisection of Thargoid Interceptors with great care and rigor. Thargoid Resin and biscuits do go nicely together.
Department Head – As a Canonn recruit, he spent one month in his Asp listening to barnacle sounds. When the S&R guys found him in a delusional delirium, they were surprised he hadn’t barnacles outgrowth on him. Now he deals with anything that’s Thargoid related, from decoding signals to trying to map their behaviors. In his free time, he tries to dig details on our past interactions with the Thargoids out of the superpowers muddy records.
A geo and bio nut born from the unused prototypes of creation. A uniquely strange individual who feels more at home amongst the rocks and creatures of the galaxy than the humans. If you need info on anything geological, he’ll point you in the right direction, but beware he can be a bit HARD headed…
“If you can’t take a little bloody nose, maybe you ought to run home and crawl under your bed. It’s not safe out here… it’s wonderous: with treasures to satiate desires both subtle and gross…. But it’s not for the timid” Q