Thread:AurigaVirtuosa/@comment-5783141-20141001130722/@comment-5783141-20141130021518

He read the letter, it resonated, he saw the symbol at the bottom, and he knew his life's calling; to make some real frickin' anarchy. It is sort of funny that you asked as I did JUST make a sprite of him pre-flipout.

http://imgur.com/JZPKMZV (He looks a hell of a lot different, I promise.)

The snickers thing will now likely be reflected with Cerbus' Trickster mode. :D Speaking of which, how did Hadies' come out? I tried to base him off of sour delights such as Warheads and Toxic Waste.

Now, enough banter on sugar coated crazies, on to the Deserter!

You see, the Deserter was like Pyrulo is now, nutty and mildly afraid and yet obsessed with duct tape. (Totally not a reference to Dr. Von Kripplespac in Conker's Bad Fur Day. His voice is actually my crappy imitation of the latter, but that is for another day....) He was also deeply into necrobiology and like such, began experimenting in a Frankenstein sort of way except he never succeeded. Word did get out about these experiments though (thank the Nihilist) and people began to get outraged. Defling the dead to make a manmade creature? AW HELL NAH BRAH! They began to shame him in public with an incident catching the attention of H.I.D., a dishonor worse than death.

Despite this, he was a brilliant doctor. If it was damaged, punctured, or bleeding, he could usually fix it. When this incident occurred, he deserted his post earning him his title. His past accomplishments such as his work in advanced robotic prosthetics and robotics aided surgery were overshadowed by his misdeed and like such, his former title of The Operator was replaced with the Deserter and in some cases, especially with the lower castes, Hochadel Sawbones. He became the subject of many urban legends and was actually romanticized in many of the horror novels Ixiion liked to read as a wriggler.

When Triton hatched, he received all of the fricking tomes the old quack had as well as his good tools, all the scalpel blades he could screw with, and all the workings for building a robot. Lucky much? Triton thought so and was and still is hell-bent on expanding his knowledge.

Yeah, this one is a bit weirder than say, the Nihilist or the Ringleader, but it is Nextiluan history.