Welcome to the Venom Squadron run on story.   ----------------------- FM/SRCRW Swomz/Venom Squadron 3-2/Wing 2/ISD Overlord/Offensive Fleet/VEN/VE(=A=)

I like writing stories, but I think Bear is right... anyone got a start to a story or just a plotline? I can take it from there and write something
 
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FM/LCRW jaded/Venom 2-2/Wing 2/ISD Overlord/VEN/VE (=A=)

OOC: Uhm, right, great start Swomz :P Lemme see if I can help out, as I'm your Ship Captain anyway :P Alright, continuing from Swomz's start... more or less... Corran looked out accross his squadron in the briefing room. Beside him stood the captain of the ship Venom Squadron was stationed on, the ISD Overlord, and was himself the former commander of Venom Squadron, usually just called Japheth. Japheth stood quietly and let Corran do the talking. Corran welcomed the newer members onboard the Overlord, and to Venom Squadron specificlly and set down his major rules and guidelines. Most of it was pretty basic, please inform him if you want leave, don't prank unless you want to be pranked, don't kill each other, real basic. Japheth stood and nodded approvingly. Corran then handed out the room assignments and issued equipment such as flight suits to those that didn't yet have it, and dismissed everyone. A general consensus was quickly reached by the majority of the squadron: it was time to hit the Overlord's onboard bar, called, as it is on almost every military vessel in the galaxy, DownTime.   ----------------------- Captain Japheth Cappadocious, Dark Jedi Knight Naval Executive Officer NXO/FC/SC/CAP Japheth Cappadocious/NHC-2/ISD Overlord/OFF/VEN/VE/(=SA=)(=SCPA=)(=FOCE=)[BRC][MC:1] head like a hole black as your soul i'd rather die than give you control

    Gathon sat silently at the bar staring into his Corellian ale, slowly running his finger along the rim of the glass. Suddenly he felt two very firm hands grasp his shoulders. Turning his head around ever so slowly, he stared up into the faces of Denethor and Jaded, both looking at him with predatory smiles. Slowly bringing up his hands, palms toward the two other pilots as if to ward off the inevitable assault. "Hey...guys..." he sputtered.     "Hello Crewman," Denethor said wolfishly.     "Hey is that Darth Vader?" Gathon said pointing to the door while rolling off the stool into crouch and ready to sprint to the door. Fast as he was, Jaded was faster. Well, at least her foot was. Gathon's head made a dull thud as it bounced off the floor. He rolled over onto his back with a groan. Then he found himself hauled to his feet roughly and Jaded's face staring back at him. He managed a weak smile.     "Better watch yourself, the floor is rather slick in here," she said as she dropped him back into his seat.     Trying to recover his dignity and his coherent vision, Gathon managed to put a little confidence back into his voice. "I know, let me buy you two a drink."     "Now you're speaking my language." Denethor said as he took the stool to Gathon's right. Jaded shot Denethor a look and then gracefully took the stool on the left. "Welcome to Venom Squadron."
 
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FM/SCRW Gathon 'Sabre'/Venom 3-2/Wing 2/ISD Overlord/VEN/VE (=A=)

(Someone asked me for a mission) A message displayed on Venom Squadron's briefing room holoprojector:

Venom Squadron: Your mission, should you choose to accept it (which I suggest you do) is to escort the convoy of freighters inbound from the Atrus to the Overlord. These freighters contain the supplies the Overlord needs for her next six months of operation, as well as a set of replacement personel for those who have recently finished their Tours of Duty onboard the Overlord. The Atrus currently sits one eighth of the way around the system from us, and is too close for a hyperjump. We are expecting some sort of interfearance en route between the Atrus and the Overlord, probably pirates. Good luck.

(OOC: a few quick notes for those that don't know: the Atrus is a Super Star Destroyer, the Overlord is an Imperial-class Star Destoryer. Venom Squadron flies TIE Fighters, that have been modified, as per standard VE operating proceedure, with shields)   ----------------------- Captain Japheth Cappadocious, Dark Jedi Knight Naval Executive Officer NXO/FC/SC/CAP Japheth Cappadocious/NHC-2/ISD Overlord/OFF/VEN/VE/(=SA=)(=SCPA=)(=FOCE=)[BRC][MC:1] head like a hole black as your soul i'd rather die than give you control

    Gathon sat in the Venom Squadron briefing room listening as the mission instructions slowly played out over the holoprojector. He shifted uncomfortably in his seat, his black flight suit squealing against the duraplast. "Sorry," he muttered as several of his squadron mates turned to look at him. He stood up as the recording finished and stretched his arms above his head, noticing that his Flight Leader, Swomz, was coming toward him.     "Nervous?" the other pilot inquired once he had stopped in front of Gathon, who had his hands clasped firmly behind his back to prevent anyone from noticing how badly they were shaking.     "Nah. I just hope the pirates decided to take today off, I really don't feel like messing with them." Pick up their helmets, the two pilots began making their way toward the flight deck where Three Flight of Venom Squadron waited. There were six TIE fighters sitting in the hangar bay when the two pilots entered, Denethor and Jaded already closing the hatches on their fighters and the shadows of Corran and Zero119 sitting patiently in their own cockpits. "I guess we're late for the party, I hope the mechanics and flight techs have done their jobs." Gathon said with a smirk.     Swomz chuckled, "Just so long as the shield generator works, I'm happy. When an extra layer of paint will double the amount of armor on your fighter, you really have to appreciate the shields."     Gathon was able to get off an "Amen, brother," before the pilots split toward their separate ships. At quick jog toward Venom 3-2, Gathon brought the helmet up and pulled it down onto to his head. Unfortunately, he had put the helmet on backwards, so it only came down over his eyes before his head lodged firmly in the opening. "Son of a-," was all he got out before his foot caught the corner of a supply crate and he tripped. Trying to regain his balance he slipped and fell headfirst into the ladder leading up to his cockpit, firmly wedging the oversized helmet between two rungs. "You have got to be kidding me," he said sarcastically as two techs ran over to help him pull his head out. Falling onto his back as they pulled him free, he hastily brought himself to his feet. Looking around he noticed that everyone in hangar bay was laughing hysterically, especially the other Venom pilots. Pulling the helmet on properly before anyone noticed how red his face was, he scrambled up into the cockpit and secured the hatch, cutting off the sound of laughter from outside.     "I didn't know we had an acrobat flying with us." Corran's voice rang out clear over the comm in Gathon's helmet, immediately followed by the laughter of several other pilots.     Denethor's chimed in after a momentary pause, "I haven't seen anything that funny since someone posted that picture of Dorja the Hutt in a dress on the HoloNet."     Clearing his voice noticeably, Gathon toggled his own comm. "Venom 3-2 reporting." Slowly the six fighters rose as one and passed through the magnetic containment field holding in the atmosphere in the hangar. Once clear of the Overlord, the TIEs streaked away toward the Atrus. To be continued....
 
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FM/SCRW Gathon 'Sabre'/Venom 3-2/Wing 2/ISD Overlord/VEN/VE (=A=)

"See anything?" Swomz's voice jerked Gathon out of a pleasant daydream. Looking around he saw the other five Venom fighters arrayed in front of him. Checking the scanner he noticed that the squadron was about half way to the Atrus where the freighters would be coming from.     "No, nothing at all." Scanning off toward the port side of the fighter where an asteroid belt hung suspended in space, Gathon felt a small chill go down his spine. "I've got a bad feeling about those asteroids, it's just too perfect a place to hide some ships."     Corran's voice came in over the comm, "Intel reports no pirate activity in the belt, but the last time they checked it out was over 2 weeks ago, more than enough time for any pirates to hyper in and settle on one of the larger asteroids. Keep your eyes peeled."     Several voices gave a prompt, "Aye, sir", and then silence once again took over the communications channel. Settling back in the uncomfortable seat, Gathon began looking the asteroids over. After a couple of minutes without any activity, his mind began to wander slightly. Suddenly something in his nose began itching. Trying to ignore the itch since he couldn't really scratch his nose with the flight helmet on, Gathon resumed scanning the asteroids. Finally he couldn't stand it any longer and inhaled a large amount of air before sneezing violently. The force of the sneeze pushed him tight against the safety harness, but he had been gripping the flight stick so hard that he had nudged it forward slightly. He looked up as the craft began to dive just in time to notice two red bolts of coherent light surge past above him and pass between Denethor and Jaded.     "Break formation!" Corran's voice called as his fighter immediately began a steep climb, his wingman right behind him. Denethor and Jaded immediately followed by rolling off to starboard. Gathon, momentarily dazed, took a moment to realize that Swomz had already begun his roll to port. Quickly dropping in beside the other fighter, Gathon eased off on the throttle to pull the TIE around in a tight arc, right beside Swomz. Coming around, the scanner lit up with eight new blips, all of them red. "Just my luck," Gathon muttered as he and Swomz came around, heading straight for the oncoming ships, Z-95 Headhunters from the look of them. Toggling his forward shields to maximum, Gathon's teeth clenched in anticipation. The TIE Fighters were faster and more manuverable than the Z-95s, but the Headhunters could take a pounding better. This was going to be close. He watched the distance close in silent anticipation. Suddenly the targeting reticle went green but he had to juke the fighter to left to avoid the two red lances that streaked out toward him. Green laser bolts flew from the two cannons mounted under the cockpit as he re-centered his crosshair on the Headhunter. The shields on the other ship dropped like a rock as blast after blast pummeled the fuselage. The right wing snapped off as a green bolt impacted it where it joined the body of the craft. The pieces spiraled off from one another.     Pulling the craft around to meet Swomz, Gathon glanced at the scanner and noticed that there were only three red blips left. "Well I certainly expected more of a challenge out of these guys," Gathon smirked as two laser beams slammed into his rear shield. He pulled the stick hard to right, rolling out of the path of two more shots that fizzled as they passed through the space the TIE had just occupied. Diving as he came out of the roll, he began to execute a barrel roll but pulled out of it halfway through hoping to throw off his attacker. A single red beam whizzed over the top of the ship, alerting Gathon that his little stunt had failed. Flipping the comm switch he spoke into his helmet, "This is Venom 6, I've got a bandit on my tail. He's on me tight, I can't shake him."     Jaded's voice came back over the speaker, "Venom 6 this is Venom 4, I'm on it."     Gathon attempted to pull his fighter around toward the direction Jaded was coming from but a laser barrage halted his turn and forced him down. The Z-95 almost seemed to dance after him. "Blast it Jaded, where are you?" he muttered. Rolling the fighter to the left and pulling back on the stick he headed straight toward Jaded's TIE . "Sithspit!" he cursed and rolled the TIE out the way just as Jaded's two laser beams flew past and slammed into the nose of the Headhunter. Immediately two more from Denethor's TIE fighter pierced the weakened forward shield and blew right threw the cockpit. The whole ship erupted into a giant fireball. "Is that all of them?" Gathon asked.     Zero's voice came back. "There is one making a run for it. From the markings on the fighter I'd say he was the commander of the group."     "I'm on the leader," was Corran's reply as he heeled his ship around and goosed the throttle up to maximum. As the gap between the two fighters closed, Corran hailed the fleeing ship. "This is Commander Corran of the Vast Empire Navy, bring your ship to a halt or be destroyed." There was no reply but the ship immediately began to slow down. "Lower your shields and an assault transport will be by to tractor you to the ISD Overlord shortly. If you raise your shields or accelerate in any way, you will be destroyed." Switching to the intra-squadron frequency he said, "Three Flight, guard the prisoner until the assault transport arrives."     Swomz and Gathon responded with "Aye, aye" before the other four ships peeled off toward the Atrus. "Well this should be fun. I wonder what Captain Japheth will be able to get out of this nerf herder." Swomz's voice clicked over the comm.     Moments later Gathon responded. "I just want to be back. I've had a really bad day."
 
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FM/SCRW Gathon 'Sabre'/Venom 3-2/Wing 2/ISD Overlord/VEN/VE (=A=)

Denethor swooped in after a Headhunter, with jaded right by his side blasting one just above Den's target. The Headhunter rolled port, and jaded's rolled starboard, breaking up the two man flight in opposite directions. Den pulled in to line up the HH in his sites, he pulled the trigger, it dodged the lasers but lost it's control for a split second, giving Denethor the advantage. He pulled in just behind the HH, about .2 meters or so, almost impossible for the HH to get away. Denethor blasted into the HH's sheilds, depleting them in an instant, it blew into a million peices, Den swept threw the blast and felt a jolt go through his ship as the body of the pirate pilot hit his wing connection. He spun off in a barrel roll, almost losing all control. He jacked the stick to get him back to straight, and when he looked up, he had an asteroid in full screen. He went to 1/3 throttle and pulled to starboard, pointing right out into open space. As he put the ship to full throttle and locked onto another enemy, he looked out on the battle before him. The Atrus was blasting the hull off the Corvette with it's enormous and many laser turrets. And Viper and Venom were tearing into the small swarm of fighters that had been launched from the Corvette. Den locked onto the closest HH and noticed in the info screen that it was targeted on jaded herself. Den punched the shield regeneration to 0% and added what was there to the thrusters, boosting his full throttle to 150%. He zoomed in and took pot shots on the HH as he began his attack run. Den swooped in right behind the HH as it tried to flip behind him, failing as Den did the same. One of it's wings flew off and Den pelted it with lasers, it spun out of control and veered off into the asteroid field, hitting the first one in the line. Den commed over the inter flight comm system to check on his wingman. "You alright over there 2?"     "Yessir, I'm fine and dandy." All of a sudden as he switched back to the full comm, he heard a scream and the end of a sentence.   "....just been hit and losing power!!!" It sounded like Swomz "I've been disabled!! Requesting immediate assistance!" Den was then sure, it was Swomz alright, but he was too far to help, so he flipped on the comm.   "Gath, get over there and help him out! And anyone from Aegis, assist if possible."
 
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FL/WO2 Denethor/Venom 2-1/Wing 2/ISD Overlord/VEN/VE[=SA=]
Kam "Denethor" Vox
Flight 2 Flight Leader: Venom Squadron
Lusthawk
"No one can guarantee victory during war, but only deserve it." -Winston Churchill

        Swomz sat in his crippled TIE Fighter going at maximum thrust, which was only one fourth of its normal speed.  Swomz noticed a Z-95 Headhunter coming in at him and his wingman, Sabre, closing in.  He turned slowly towards Sabre as the Z-95 closed in on him.  He saw Sabre let loose one shot with his blasters, which streaked towards the Z-95.  At the last moment it kicked in it s forward thrusters, stopping its momentum from carrying it into the path of the lasers.  The blasts shot by the pilot and hit and detonated a small asteroid.         "Woohooooo, thank you Sabre," Swomz cheered.  Sabre mumbled a response about how one of these days he would get a kill by skill and not just luck.  "Sabre, I am buying you a pint on our return to the Overlord.  Also, lets see what we can do about getting you shooting lessons."  Before Sabre could mouth back a remark Swomz switched off the com.                   *                  *                  *           As Swomz boarded the rescue shuttle he met with his Squadron Commander Corran and his fellow Flight Leader, Denethor.  They talked about what had happened out during the battle and what needed to happen to eliminate this pirate threat.  Swomz then suggested an idea he had struck on while he had waited for the rescue shuttle.  He offered the idea of Venom doing regular patrols in the area with support craft to sniff out and destroy the remaining pirate threats.  As Corran got ready to answer, a large cruiser fitting the description of a Mon Cal MC80 Cruiser exited hyperspace.           "All hands report to battle stations," came the Ship Captain Japheth's orders.  The Mon Cal launched fighters and throttled up to attack speed.  Swomz immediately turned and sprinted to his fighter.  He stopped and yelled to Sabre to go with Corran's Flight, he needed to borrow a ship.            He sprinted to the head flight deck officer and requested immediate access to a TIE Fighter.  The officer sprinted with him to the nearest operational TIE Fighter.  Swomz immediately got clearance to exit the Overlord and shortened the normal pre-flight check to weapons, shields, and engines.  He streaked out of the Overlord as fast as he could without endangering himself or the flight deck.           He saw his squadron and Viper about three klicks out getting ready to tangle with Rebel A-Wings as Aegis took on a squadron of E-Wings.  He witnessed Sabre's fighter fire at maximum distance taking an A-Wing's pilot by surprise and shattering the cockpit.  He closed in and finally at one klick out he fired off his first round at an A-Wing going after Sabre.  It struck the fighter's fuselage, turning it into an expanding fireball of metal and transparisteel.  He heard Sabre give out a war cry as he dropped in on Swomz's starboard side once again taking his wing.  With the A-Wing's down they headed towards the two squadrons of B-Wings streaking in to destroy the Overlord.             As Swomz reached the B-Wings with Sabre hot on his tail and the rest of Venom further back, he began to fire on the B-Wings and saw laser streaks coming down from above.  A B-Wing burst into flames as two Viper Squadron TIE Interceptors shot by.             "We thought you could use a hand with these beasties over here Venom," 2LT Warmaker said.  They entered the thicket of B-Wings and began to light them up left and right.              "Whew, I guess we were right to come when we did," PO1 MegaDeth said as Swomz and Sabre's lasers connected and tore apart a B-Wing's cockpit.  Just as they began to fight with another pair of B-Wings. the rest of Venom arrived.  Corran barrel rolled and came out of it on top of an A-Wing that had gotten past Aegis.  He began to fire burst upon burst at the threat until it blew the fuselage, catching and throwing to the side another B-Wing.  MegaDeth caught it with a full burst from his lasers.  Swomz heard Warmaker ask for assistance and sent Sabre over to help him because MegaDeth was also busy.             "Take Warmaker's wing Sabre, MegaDeth and I'll do fine,"  Swomz said.  He heard MegaDeth yell over the com that he needed assistance.  "I'll be right there Mega, I sent Sabre to help out Warmaker."  Swomz heard an affirmative from MegaDeth and made it just in time to catch a E-Wing from entering the mass of fighters on MegaDeth's tail.  Swomz then pulled around behind the group following MegaDeth and began scattering laser blasts towards the group.  He managed to disable a B-Wing, which was knocked out of the fray into space.               Just then Swomz witnessed the mSSD Atrus destroying the MC-80 and another, smaller Bulk Cruiser entering hyperspace.  the fighters turned around, and the TIE squadrons gave chase.  They managed to disable eight fighters before the remaining three squadrons entered hyperspace.  Venom guarded its two prisoners as the ISD Overlord came about and caught it in a tractor beam.             "Sir," Sabre said, "We had no losses.  I think we ought to buy Viper a round when we get back to base."             "No, Sabre, we owe you and Swomz one, you saved our neck's out there," MegaDeth said.  They agreed that they would just go out, get drunk, and have a good time while Captain Japheth was stuck in an interrogation chamber with a Rebel pilot.   ----------------------- IA/FL/PO2 Swomz/Venom Squadron 3-1/Wing 2/ISD Overlord/Offensive Fleet/VEN/VE(=SA=) /me salutes the Vast Empire High Council

Denethor walked down the corridor from his quarters to the newly formed Venom Lounge. He was kind of glad to be out of his flight suit. As he walked past one door, it hissed open and a flurry of reddish brown long hair almost knocked Denethor over. As he looked down to figure who this blur of hair was, a pair of beautiful brown female eyes were there to meet him. "Oh, sorry Den," said jaded as she figured out who she ran into, "I was just getting to the party."   "Well next time be alittle more careful" replied Denethor as he placed his hand on the small of jaded's back to escort her down to the Venom lounge. As the door to the lounge hissed open, Swomz's RA-7 droid pirked up. "Good evening sirs," it spoke, "what might your liquid pleasure be?"   "Two martinis seven," blirted jaded "stir the Warrant Officers and shake mine." "You know me too well crewman, err woman." said Denethor   "Yes well when you've served under a man such as your self you come to..." "Denethor!!! Jaded!!!" yelled Warmaker and Corran from the other side of the room "Come, join us!" Den and jaded walked over to the two Squadron Commanders, but before they could get there Swomz and Mega popped up infront of them.     "Well, well," said Swomz, obviously already drunk "you two seem to enjoy coming to these parties together, why may I ask is tha.. *urp*" Just as he tried to finish his sentence he let out a loud belch and fell over into Mega who then carried him over to the repulser chair. "Sorry bout that," said Meg as he returned with a shot glass. "He and I had a little competition, and well, he lost." "Yes well, just make sure he's still alive when we go out to fight again." said Denethor as he motioned to jaded to continue to Corran and WM "Now if you'll excuse us, we've been invited to the big boys table." They walked over and sat down, both taking a sip of their martinis, this was going to be a fun night.   ----------------------- FL/WO2 Denethor/Venom 2-1/Wing 2/ISD Overlord/VEN/VE[=SA=] Kam "Denethor" Vox Flight 2 Flight Leader: Venom Squadron Lusthawk "No one can guarantee victory during war, but only deserve it." -Winston Churchill

    Gathon sat up in bed as a tremor ran through the Overlord and it exited hyperspace. Rolling over onto his side he glanced over at the chronometer. The green glowing digits read 0326, it was still the middle of the night. "But we're not suppose to rendezvous with the Atrus for another 6 hou-" Suddenly the emergency sirens flared to life, forcing Gathon to cover his ears. Swomz suddenly jerked awake on the top bunk and sat bolt upright, smacking his head into the ceiling. Groaning Swomz dropped down onto the floor and both pilots scrambled to put their flight suits on as the sirens continued their high pitched wailing. Gathon zipped up the front of his suit as he walked over to the door.     He stepped out into a flood of people running up and down the corridor as a voice intoned, "Report to battle stations, this is not a drill." As Swomz stepped up next to Gathon from out of the door, both pilots began jogging toward the hangar. SirTBK jogged up beside them as they rounded the corner and headed for the lift tube down to the hangar.     "Good morning, kid." Gathon said as he held the lift tube door open. After a couple more people stepped in Gathon let go and the door slid closed. Remembering what time it was, his eyes began to follow the door's example. Swomz's voice jerked Gathon's eye's back open.     "So does anyone have any idea why we're running to our battle stations in the middle of the night?" Swomz looked around questioningly. From the back of the lift a comm officer stepped forward.     "From what I've heard some small Rebel fleet used a gravity well to pull us out of hyperspace. They were apparently waiting in ambush."     SirTBK edged around one of the deck technicians and spoke up. "But how could they have known our hyperspace course? Our mission to Nal Hutta was a secret." The lift eased to halt and the door slid open.     Gathon was the first one out of the lift followed by Swomz and SirTBK. "No time to worry about it now. Staying alive comes first, figuring it all out comes second." The pilots slid down the ladder to the flight deck. The Venom Squadron TIE fighters were all in a line facing out toward the space beyond the magnetic containment field. Gathon spared a glance down the flight deck toward the other two Venom flights. Corran was speaking excitedly with the deck officer and Denethor and Jaded were climbing up into their cockpits. Emon’s cockpit hatch closed and locked as Gathon stepped up to his own ship.     Suddenly a voice yelled from behind him, “Heads up, flyboy!” Gathon whirled around as a TIE pilot’s helmet caught him in the chest. Wrapping his arms around it he took a step backward. Looking up he noticed the female technician who serviced his ship walking toward him. She stopped in front of him and glanced up toward the TIE. “I pulled in a few favors and got some brand new power couplings for you. Shouldn’t have any problems this time around.” She turned and wiped a scuffmark off the hull with the sleeve of her jumpsuit.     “That’s always nice. You know how much I just love drifting out in space in dead fighter. Catch you on the flip side.” Gathon pulled the helmet on and climbed up into the cockpit. Pulling the hatch closed, he dropped into the pilot’s seat and powered up the ship. Using the emergency preflight checklist he checked out all the vital systems and then toggled the squadron frequency on the helmet comm. Corran’s voice cut in, clearing away all the extraneous chatter.     “Alright, squad listen up. The Overlord is currently trapped in a gravity well. The well originates from a cluster of rebel ships so we don’t which ship to target. We need to protect the Overlord until it can break free of the gravity well and hyper out. Unfortunately, we’re up against a Mon Cal Cruiser, two assault frigates, four lancer-class cruisers and four squadrons of X-wings. Apparently the Rebels have assembled quite a strike force. Good luck.”     Gathon felt the blood drain from his face as Venom Squadron launched from the hangar bay. ( OOC: Japheth reserves the right to withdraw the Overlord. Also, he and I have a particular story-=set of objectives=- in mind so please speak to either him or myself before posting -=in order to ensure that those objectives remain intact=-. Thanks. ) -=Japheth=-   ----------------------- FM/SCRW Gathon 'Sabre'/Venom 3-2/Wing 2/ISD Overlord/VEN/VE (=A=) -Bachelor for life.