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Origin of a Spaceship: Typhoon

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Typhoon


Background
The domestication of the Typhoon was undertaken early into the settlement of the Minmatar Republic. These massive beasts flourished all through the area, floursing under the rich red nebula. However, Typhoons often form loose social groups accross vast territories. For all of their size and bulk they slip away into the depths of space with surprising speed and grace.

Early domestication efforts proved fustrating. The few beasts that domesticated were notoriously hard to train. Often, a trainer could not get them to focus and had to split their knowledge accross multiple weapons systems. This led to the belief that they were unintellegent and while powerful in battle to high maintaince to invest in. For the few souls that spent the time and energy they were often rewarded with beasts of war of the like few could place upon the field. By the time a Typhoon was fully trained for combat the pilot was often no longer a front line soldier but an officer. This caused many of the beasts to become assortment to their owners stables, brought out for fanfare and parades but rarely seen in combat.

Over the decades, the domestication led to a gradual culling of projectile Typhoons. For years, breeding programs were unable to directly focus on missiles and it was only a recent breakthrough in the blueprint that allowed this new strain to come to light. It was a stunning injection of Cyclone DNA into the Typhoon blueprint after the Cyclone breeders achieved a pure breeding missile specimen. With the singular focus the training of Typhoons became easier and breeding programs began to surge back from where they had become more a hobbyist pastime.

Observations
Typhoons are believed to be closely related to the Cyclone. Breeding programs have proven that the two do not produce sterile offspring. The closeness of the two genus is still under investigation as both breed true to their own lineage.

The original Typhoon was a creature of many talents. Many specialized in projectile and missile offenses for hunting in the wild. However, those beasts have become rare indeed and it is thought that enough domesticated stock has entered the wild bloodlines to remove any predisposition to projectiles.

One reason many pursued a reasonable strain of domesticated Typhoon is due to the beasts great agility. For such a lumbering battleship with no grace to its form, it is remarkably agile and swift It hoovers up a steady supply of microscopic particles into its maw that it processes deep in its core along with its normal diet of other spaceships. This supplementary energy source is thought to be the key to the unexpected abilities of this battleship.

Other points of note

Minimal fossil records of Typhoons have been unearthed. It is believed that their deep space habitat mixed with the cylindrical structure and vicious fighting habits leaves few, fully preserved specimens. Typhoons are well known to reach old age in a domestic situation, often becoming a mainstay of their owners back systems.

During the focus on domesticating the Typhoon as a front line, fleet warrior, the Typhoon Fleet Issue was created. Breeding true, this particular breed of Typhoon is known to be easier to work with and have a more trainable personality.  However, Typhoon Fleet Issues do not breed true and obtaining one with a certified blueprint copy can be a pricy endeavor.

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