The U.C.T. Quasimodo

(commonly referred to as...)
-The Platypus
-the "Tricky Dick" (the original ship was the R.M. Nixon)
-The Hephaestus
-U.S.S. Ughmo
-The Canker
-"It was Born to be That Ugly"
-The Lusty Jabberwock
-Spacevan
-U.S.S. Cr*ptastic
-The Mule
-The Bumhouse
-The Blunderbuster
-The Hobo's Galleon
-U.S.S. Baglady
-The Scrapheap
-H.R.M.S.S. Delapidated
-U.S.S. Sh*tbrick
-The Cobble's Lament
-A Patchwork Orange
-"All in a Day's Recycling"
-The Colossal Wreck
-Carpe Garbage (Cr*pus, Refuse, etc.)
-U.S.S. Chunk
-"I Hope That Works"

The Quasimodo began it's life as a short-range patrol craft. it's service record was unremarkable, and passed quietly on to the scrapyard. before it could be melted down it was bought, at a considerable discount, by then-exile J.R. Dobbs XXVIII. it's long transformation to the U.C.T. (Universal Cargo transporter, thus far the only ship to bear that designation) Quasimodo happened in fits and starts. the captain first scrapped the internal engine/fusion module, which had taken up most of the space behind the cramped cockpit. in it's place he installed a Galley, with two cupboards and a fridge (usually filled with cold drinks of questionable nature). next was the addition of a second, lower deck. a new Linear-Fusion reactor was installed at the back of this deck, with engines mounted on the roof. for a time the lower deck was rented out to a planetary survey team, who installed sensor packages in the forward support column. when they left, they left the sensors behind. until the addition of the crew's quarters, Captain Dobbs and any crew he might have slept on the floor of the lower deck and galley. he claimed the interior of the ship was too dark at one point, and began chopping holes through the walls as soon as they were in drydock. the result was a conglomeration of windows about the hull, which are set into deep wells on the first deck (except the aft-facing windows, since they don't drive backwards), but are on the surface of the lower deck (because it can be sealed off from the main deck. when he finally tired of sleeping on a bed of compressed titanium, J.R. ordered the grandest modification to date. after sawing a doorway through the hull of the main deck, at the rear of the galley, he aquired a bunk section from an abandoned military Barracks ship. heavy duty welding secured the barrack to the side of the Quasimodo (which was now beginning to grow into the name) and began re-routing reactor power to brackets slung underneath. a new engine array was aquired (the captain won't say from where) and bolted to those same brackets. next came a vast tangle of conduits and pipes as Drive Plasma from the reactor was pumped around the ship, eventually arriving at the engines, where it was reacted with interstellar hydrogen to propel the ship.

The Crew: J.R.Dobbs XVIII - Captain
	  Reginald Van Morten - Engineer/communications
	  2G-767-KXC - Ship's Droid/Cook/Assistant Engineer/Fleebnorker/Cargo 	  Loader/Maintenance Unit/miscellaneous

Systems: one "orion" class Linear fusion reactor (salvaged from ???)
	 one three-engine plasmadrive array (salvaged from ???)
	 one "Archimedes" type main computer (standard equipment on original vessel)
	 one deep-space chemical toilet (part of salvaged barracks)
	 one Space-SavR combination Stove/Sink (salvaged?)
	 one deep-freez refrigeration unit, with cupboard space below. (salvaged?)
	 two planetary scanner arrays (left behind by survey teams, converted for ship 	 scanning)

Weapons: none (yet?)

The U.C.T. Quasimodo is one of the more unique ships in known space, and is almost universally agreed to be the ugliest thing moving under it's own power. Captain Dobbs is always willing to listen to requests for transport of cargo, and the bay can be fitted with seats for transporting passengers. he will even haul hazardous cargos, for suitably exorbitant fees. the only complaint ever heard from the crew regards the food, since the Droid's built-in secrecy systems prevent it from telling people what's in the food it creates. the current theory is that the meals consist of Fleebnork prepared in a variety of new ways, since nobody has ever seen the Droid burning Fleebnorks off the ship, as is standard procedure.

(P.S.: I'd like to thank the residents of the Sinfest Forum for supplying the names for the ship, Mark Sandlin, for creating Fleebnorks, and of course TLG itself.)

(P.P.S.: I apologise in advance for problems with lighting in the pictures. I've just moved into my Dorm here, and am still figuring out how best to light my models when I take pics.)