With all respect and credit to @lordof1; I got three friends together over drinks last night on zoom and we went through the Mongoose Strontium Dogs character Generation.
The Grizzled Veteran of the Group with three terms of service is Sinistar Fistulon. Severely deformed with a stretched chest, a missing left elbow, and boneless left knuckles. His devastating “hot dog morningstar” attack is feared the galaxy over.
The brains of the operation with two terms of service is a radically mutated customer whose entire head is conjoined into his right shoulder. Headly LeWarr specializes in hostage situations and sighting down the barrel of a blaster while preparing to take the recoil on his nose.
The young turk of the group with one term of service is the shambolically mutated Randow TF. His sideways toes, his crystaline knees, his pustulent stomach, his scaled neck, and his withered left nostril all mark him as hideous and disturbing, however perhaps nothing is more creepy than the distorted voice that issues from his throat… the throat of a seahorse!
Sinistar began his career stalking down, capturing, and making a lifelong enemy of the serial arsonist Toastmaster General on a distant world in the Gutbucket cluster. While Bruce Shambles (the stront with the triple size chin and double size stomach, ever since a professional rival) was distracted following up on Toastmaster’s crafty crumbs; Sinistar played possum by stopping his heart and then caught Toastmaster upside the head with a overhead sausage finger slam.
Hedy (Headly! What are you worried about, it’s 2182 she’s in the public domain!) began his career rescuing a starship full of hostages headed to the danger zone in the clutches of dapper gang The Kenny Logginses.
Sinistar’s second warrant involved a critical accident with a number 4 cartridge and he no longer trusts variable cartridge blasters. Sadly the resulting explosion took out most of the station and Sinistar had to escape the wreck in zero g.
Headly next skragged some mob guys. Just some mob guys. Seriously, it was boring. We couldn’t even make a Dinsdale joke stick. He probably just threw a T bomb into a barbershop and then had lunch.
Randow roared into the thick in one term though, not only capturing devastating hypno performer Billy Idle alive but also saving King Clarkie’s distant niece from becoming another blank slate bride during one of Idle’s wipe weddings.
Lastly Sinistar tracked down and engaged the foulmouthed Qubist in an avant garde battle of wits for survival. It took all of his cunning and skill to stop the orange headed weirdo from reducing the board of directors of Mondrain the designer plumbing manufacturer to cubes of inert matter with a dastardly innovation in dimensional weapons.
When next they meet, they will be on the trail of a mutant industrial terrorist with a bizarre agenda who has vanished into colonial space. I call it tough times for tracking down the three-eyed chicken headed mutant Roaster Cogburn.