Manufacturer: Nikolai
Nationality: Ukraine
First assembled: TBA 2214
Birthplace: Kherson, Ukraine
Engine: 8 L Twin Turbocharged W12
HP: 1,450 BHP
0-60: 1.7 seconds
Top Speed: 324.37 MPH

The Nikolai Cougar SS started life as a race-only vehicle, but with road homologation came immense, expensive development. This resulted in the Couger thundering it's way to the top speed record for a production car in the world, with the SS model just biting at the magical 300 MPH barrier. The Cougar has been around for a while, however, and a new slew of Hypercars from around the world have been released to the roads. One hypercar, the jet-propelled Ultrafire 2o-49 Rush, destroyed the 300 MPH barrier and is commonly believed to be able to break 400 MPH. The thing with the Rush, however, is that it's outlandish propulsion system has brought unwelcomed attention from road legislation, and it's road-legal status is currently under question. Because of that, it's top speed record isn't official. Perfect for Nikolai to take back what belongs to it. Rumors had it that since the unveiling of the Cougar SS, Nikolai was working on a brand-new hypercar to shatter its own record. That rumor came true at the recent 2213 Frankfurt Auto Show. Nikolai presented the Tristo, Ukrainian for "three hundred". The name is a massive hinter at The Tristo's unbelievable 300+MPH top speed. Such speed was achieve by reaching goals Nikolai set for itself. The most important one was weight shedding. The previous Nikolai Cougar SS weighed 4,200 Ibs and had a massive 10 L W16 engine producing 1,200 BHP. The Tristo however weighs 3,500 Ibs, 700 less than the cougar. The engine is also now a smaller 8 liter W12, with 2 turbos giving it an apocalyptic 1,450 BHP, the most out of any piston-powered hypercar this generation yet. Along with a jagged body meant to cut through the air and produce downforce to glue it to the ground, the Tristo's speed is outright unmatched. 0-60 in a blistering 1.7 seconds, and a top speed of 324 MPH, crushing it's goal and supposedly claiming the record of fastest production car on the planet, unless the Rush is given road legal status. With this immense speed comes and immense price. Nikolai will assemble 100 Tristos, each costing roughly $2,600,000.

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You just couldn't let me go, could you? What's the excuse this time? I'm too good of a character, you don't have the credibility to let me die, or are you too lazy to think of something else like the rest of them? Years of being juggled like toddlers and chainsaws, and I still can't get what I want because of people like you! My destiny should be MY destiny, not yours! The constant worthless jokes, the nights spent in this piss-stained cell, it's the same routine every time someone picks up a pen! It's like they're trying to drive me crazy? Oh right, hehehe.... But that's besides the point! After all this time, after coming soooo close to taking my own fate, you have the audacity to rip it from me?! Enjoy your chilly room, your overpriced plastic, your senseless hobbies and your endless supply of rootbeer you drown yourself in while you can! You'll pay for doing this to me. I swear it.....

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"They're coming, puddin'!"

"Really? Took them long enough. I sent out that broadcast to the cops like an hour ago!"

"Yeah, puddin'. The cops are outside the building right now!"

"Not Batsy and his crew? They're not here? Rude! I mean I've been away for soooo long, this is basically my debut! Well, it really is, but you get it. Hopefully I live up to the expectations..."

"What expectations, puddin'?"

"Oh, never mind, Harl. Just sit back, have a laugh, and stop being so serious! None of this really matters anyway. This is all just entertainment."

"Ah, well...I'm having fun!"

"Good! Good. Maybe you've learned to just let got and do what you're told. Not like we're the one's in control of our lives anyway...say Harl, lemme ask you something..."

"Sure thing, Puddin'! Whadaya want?"

"What's with the fancy machine gun? Whatever happened to that revolver with the giant barrel and all? You're out of character! Don't you worry about the reception? People don't like change."

"I--I'm sorry, puddin'...that gun was just wasn't that good, really! This is better!"

"Eh, whatever. Not like it ain't the first time you've used a fancy gun like that. Guess they won't be too mad....what makes me mad is this building, though! This ugly old factory is falling apart! Why's it always gotta be a broken factory of something like that? Can't we have a luxury condo for once or something?"

"I'm with ya, puddin'. This place is gross..."

"Ah well. I guess a condo wouldn't make for as much of a good story. What do I know? I'm just one of the cast. I don't write any of this... say Harl, can you order someone to get the lights working? We've had this dark and moody lighting for how many episodes now? It's just an annoying cliche! And that's coming from me!"

"You got it, puddin'! EY! Turn on the lights in here, would ya!?"

"Yes Ma'am! Hey, uh...thought you'd like to know, but we found some of our boy's out cold! We think they're here!"

"SPLENDID! Now the story really picks up! I just can't wait to see where this goes!...well, it's probably a predictable ending, but nevertheless! Besides, I have a surprise or two...'

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Another treat from Brickworld. It's the Crazy Arms from Crazy Bricks. They'll make my life a helluvalot easier for posing, but $5 for a pair was kinda brutal...and that was just for sale a Brickworld. But if that's fair to you then you can pick some up for yourself, right here.

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Random-Ass Cyborg

If you're wondering why even bother with that one human arm....well, why'd this guy need that one human hand? Or the old, shredded rag of flesh loosely stretch over his robo-head?

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