Futuristic StarRunner (RP Thread) [OPEN]

[MythyDW]

@Kirito Kei @Aggiewon @CalamariHero @Yonsisac @Kel Vas @Runesage @Xeyran


Terra. The utopian jewel of human civilization. 150 years ago Mars was designated a Factory-Planet, and all dirty industry was moved. This allowed the Terraform to restore Terra to its pre-21st century natural splendor, dotted with Pristine Utopian Megatropolises, including the one built in what used to be Colorado around the UTC mega-facility, a combined Military Facility, Academy, and Political seat of power all in one.


Inside said mega-facility lies the United Terran Council, who recently passed a statement allowing full military power to be used in what has become known as the Splinter conflict. Splinter is the name given to a system of colonies that went rogue, splitting away from the UTC and declared war on Terra and her colonies. No one thought that such a conflict could last long, given the might of Terra’s Armies, but Splinter had somehow found an ability to match that power.


As Part of the military response, a prototype supercarrier, Christened StarRunner, had been approved to participate in direct duty. It was outfitted with the best the UTC had. ECM suites, Launch systems, shields, engines, weapons... even crew amenities were top-of the line. It was this ship that lay in the dock of the orbiting station Bastion, a military superstructure arrayed with guns and filled with Battalions of troops.


Of course, the best equipment deserves the best crew. Under the direction of Captain Tiber Onyx, that is what was given. The best and brightest in the UTC military, even if they did not know it. Indeed, most would say that the riders that were on the final shuttle up to Bastion had many betters. But Captain Onyx was not a man to be second-guessed, so decorated a veteran.


The riders had been given dataslates (basically tablet/laptops with a link to all knowledge repositories, also acting as communication devices) that had been uploaded with codes that would allow them to see the low-level classified data about the StarRunner and their fellow riders. Surface blueprints, basic personnel records... they were also loaded with the respective rider's credentials.


As the shuttle flies towards the dock of the supercarrier, the exterior viewscreens pop to life, allowing the riders their first glimpse of their new home.

Inside the dock, various members of StarRunner’s crew were scrambling about, gathering supplies or monitoring the incoming crew and supervising the movements of the FRAMEs that were being moved into their hangar-bays. One member, in particular, was standing in the center, near the rear launching bay. He was always checking his dataslate, and then looking up, bellowing out orders or inquiries.


He has short, slicked brown hair and wide-rimmed glasses over orange eyes. He spots the transport and dashes over as it touches down, standing at parade rest as the door opens and the riders shuffle out.


"Lieutenant Bill Moren, Logistics officer. I am your welcoming party. Now, I am sorry to rush you, but our departure has been moved up. So I need to get everything together. Your FRAMEs are in their hangar bays. Other than that, you are up to your own devices." He turns, but then looks back. "Except Sergeant Gorgon, your leader in the field, wishes to see you in the training rooms at 15:00 hours... and it's 14:45 now." With that, he runs off "Have we received the Deuterium yet?"


[Make your introduction post in the shuttle, and then hurry down to the training room!]

 

[Glasswing]

Sini stood in back the transport shuttle as it made it's way to the docking station on the Bastion. She felt very out of place; she was the only avian anthromorph present; she was the most casually dressed, wearing just a long dress; and most of all, she dwarfed nearly every passenger here, with the exception of one technomancer, who was just an inch shorter than her. She seemed to be around eight inches taller than everyone else. Feeling a tad awkward, and having no inclination to start any conversations, she stood in silence, trying to keep to herself and her feathers out of anyone's personal space. She had, too, been given a "Dataslate" as it was called. It was primarily work related, focusing on information, credentials, and the like. However, it appeared as though it only supplied information for lower level employees. Sini was compelled to know more; she was sure that she could hack her way into higher level documents, even if she had to use primitive brute forcing techniques. She refrained, however. She didn't want to make a bad first impression. Anyway, there was a time and place for everything; if she needed more information, she try it then, or ask around.


Upon landing, Sini, naturally, exitted, allowing everyone inside to leave before her. When she, herself, stepped out, the group was greeted by a single man: Bill Moren, Lieutenant and Logistics Officer. In response, Sini saluted Bill Moren, despite not knowing the formality of the situation. He had informed her and the group about the slight rush. After he had dismissed them, she had already begun to forget his name, thinking of him as the guy with slicked hair and glasses. Now being free to go about, she began to mumble to herself, "14:45... 15 minutes. FRAMEs in back -- Lumisade. Commander was in the training room? Probably near the FRAMEs... Remember his name, 'Gorgon', like the snake person thing." What she was saying was incomprehensible in both an audible and a logical sense. She was trying to summarize to herself what was going on, so she wouldn't forget anything important. She started toward the back of the hangar where she thought the training room was, intending to quickly inspect her FRAME, Lumisade-v14w, on the way.

 

[Yonsisac]

Sam the techno was in the shuttle sitting to the closes seat near the door so when it opens he would have the first gimps of air and as well...MAYBE the first one to get out,he dint care getting out first but still first is good....most of the time that is,but sadly he was not awake,sitting down in his seat his head was laying back and his arms hanging from the seat as he softly snore and good thing it was not very loud because that would be VERY annoying! but Sam fell asleep on his way as it was Boring! soon he would wake up and jump up slightly thinking they where here already! but it was just the screens coming to life,speaking of screen he has not check his Data-...Thing jet but he will soon,Looking around and stretching his arms up he would yawn and say "Gooooood Morning!...Now that was a nice cat nap..."he said mostly to himself as he would look at the screens and see there new home! It was a massive ship! a beautiful piece of art! the StarRunner! "Now look at that.....what a beauty,cant belive we will be living in that ship now"he said with a grin as he look at the Others....seems this was there new Home and a perfect one to say the least Hot dam! as he saw the screen they were getting close he would stand up and hold on to one of the Pipes/Handles on the small shuttles roof as they were close,he just Hope once they get there he would- Oh never Mind! "Sir Sam i am aware you are close to the StarRunner...Its about time as i just got here as well,I hope to see you soon and....don't get in any trouble Sam"As Sam heard that Voice on the corner of his eye a image of Monsoon pop up,No one could see it but him as Sam made special modifications to his body to be able see and speak to monsoon without any fancy gadgets. "Dont worry Monsoon i wont....dam you never leave me alone"Sam said as others would think he is crazy as he was talking to...Nobody


As the small shuttle made its touch down Sam would wait for the door to Open and once it did he was greeted by a not so tall man who was the Logistics officer,standing with the rest Sam would hear this Officer say how it was a rush and that there FRAMES were in the bay nearby....and aswell they only had like 10 Minutes to get in the training room,as soon Sam saw the man walk away he would shrug and say "welp....Meet ya all in the Training room"He stated soon only to begine Jogging his way towards the training room.

 

[Ninth]

Eve stood within the middle section of the shuttle, favoring the side wall located on the door's interior left. Throughout the duration of this ride she had been eyeing each individual, silently attempting to evaluate them without the aide of the tablet held to her chest. The idea of comrades troubled her, more so when said people were completely unknown to her. She knew little to nothing of their spirit or will, already bringing about a mild level of distrust. It was not that she entirely refused the concept of teamwork, it was merely that she had never truly attempted such practices. But something felt off about simply placing complete trust on others. Perhaps it was best that she was recruited to be a support Rider due to this unease.


Temptation gnawed at her, beckoning her to break social morals as she reached for the sound unit. Tapping the front left panel, a small dial-like display would portray on the left panel, her fingers hovering over the device. It was the screens that paused her, forcing her to close the display and look over the new 'home'. With it's appearance, she had already missed her chance on potential eavesdropping on any possible conversations. After all, she had no desire to amplify the sound of everything outside that door. Cancelling her little game of recon, Eve lowered her chin, allowing her eyes to stare at the ground with ease. Within moments the door opened, and the commotion began.


Eve silently shuffled out the door with the others, all of which were greeted the Logistics Officer, Lieutenant Bill Moren. With his short note, a soft sigh escaped her lips before muttering, "Troubling." She had hoped to at least check the FRAMEs of each individual, as they themselves may serve as some sort of informational tip towards the Riders. Finally she chose to access the tablet's database, however still she chose to avoid looking up information on her 'companions'. It was only due to time constraints that she chose to find a map that would lead to the training room. As for her companions, she would not allow written words to choose her mindset.

 

[Aggiewon]

"Well, this can't be too bad. Even though everyone else seems to have something that will make it slightly difficult to make friends with them, I think I can manage it. That Lyte guy should be easy enough, and so should the cyborg, what was his nickname name again... Jetstream Sam? Yeah, he seems like my type of guy...


Except for his snoring."


Falco Patroni was slowly trying to think of what his new life would be like onboard the StarRunner. "Maybe I'll get to know that Sini girl, kinda shy but I'm sure there's something that will bring her out of her shell, or feathers, what ever the case is." He chuckled to himself. He looked at the window display again. "So we're going to live on that thing, eh! What do you think of that?" He said out loud, in hopes of starting a conversation, maybe with the chick with the robo-ears. Nope. "Well, you win some and you lose some." He returned to his own thoughts.


He had been chosen to join this outfit by the captain of the StarRunner himself. Why? For no other than that he was better than most other Riders. "There has to be more to it." Alexander, his SOUL, had told him. Falco wasn't so sure though, he was pretty good. Any way, they would probably find out soon enough, the shuttle was beginning the docking procedure.


Once on the StarRunner Falco took his time getting off the shuttle. He wanted to see who got off in what order, to try and figure out their personalities. As he had guessed, Sam was the first off. He had also guessed that Sini would be close to last. He wasn't wrong. After being greeted by Bill Moran, he decided to go check on Alexander, both of them. His SOUL had decided to ride in the FRAME on the way up, so as to do more scheming as to why they had been chosen. After searching for a while Falco found his FRAME. After a quick check with Zander, as well as getting directions to the training room,he ran over there to meet the rest of his comrades. "Hmmm... Gorgon. If names mean anything he's gonna be a scary guy."

 

[Xed]

Milton leaned back against the side of the transport shuttle, staring out the window at nothing. He had seen half of the people who were on board and immediately disliked it. Call him judgemental or whatever but they didn't give off the feeling of people suited for a dangerous and unpredictable place like the battlefield. His battlefields had changed multiple times since young but they were always there. Milton had the misfortune of being born into it and trapped in it for the rest of his life so fate seemed to say. Not that he cared. He knew nothing else anyway and at the age of 26 it was a bit late for a sudden change in the kind of life he led. Take the battlefield away from him and he was just a Technomancer. One who only knew slums, difficulty and hardship. The supercarrier the shuttle was taking them to, would probably be the most comfortable and luxurious place the son of a gambling drunkard like him would ever know unlike some of the other recruits who had clearly led more privileged and easy lives than his.


Talking to any of them would probably get on his nerves and they would probably think him some military freak or enthusiast with his military vest, plain white tee shirt and cargo pants. The landing of the shuttle had Milton up and out of his seat, joining the others down on the ground where a man, Bill, gave them a rushed greeting and set of instructions. Milton had fifteen minutes to check out the FRAME that was his and join everyone else in the training room with the instructor called Gorgon. Not wanting to get into any fights or arguments immediately after his arrival, Milton decided he would take a quick look at his FRAME in the hangar and head straight to the training room.


The FRAME called Phantom immediately appealed to Milton. It looked light or at least fast and easy to move in with a unique weapon. Satisfied with his FRAME, Milton decided to leave before anything started, making a quick getaway to the training room, he found himself wandering around lost for a while until he found it. He leant himself against the wall inside the training room, arms crossed as he waited for time to pass.

 

[Runesage]

While on the transport ship Riel paid little attention to others. He was busy trying to manipulate his Dataslate. The access codes that he had been given were so limited that they were almost useless. Drawing on his Technomancy, he tried to force a data connection between the main ship computer and his data slate and only got a sharp pain for his efforts. The protections on the ship computer was impressive, but the people who had designed the Dataslate had actually placed Technomantic barriers around the slate, limiting the data stream's size and direction. Impressive. His only two options were to force the data connection, or to actually work and rise in the ranks. Riel decided to wait and see what the training would be like before he committed one way or another.


Riel paid attention to the Lieutenant's introduction and welcome to the ship with only half of his mind. The rest of it was occupied by watching the data streams that seemed to be everywhere. Data streams weren't uncommon on Terra, but these were so much more abundant and large than any that he'd ever seen before. Strong technomancy was controlling each one, making it near impossible for him to find a way in unnoticed. They seemed to swirl around the ship, almost having a life of their own. He stared in unconcerned fascination at the swirling data, not fully appreciating the gravity of the situation. He would try to have Drini find more about the ship and the other Riders in his group. Speaking of the riders, he noticed that the discussion had ended, and the Riders were moving off. He wandered towards where he saw his Frame being fitted into it's hangar. He quickly checked on Drini and Marty before he wandered over to the training room. He managed to arrive exactly one minute before 1500 and stood waiting, impatiently shifting foot to foot.

 

[Anaxial]

Leaving his last command wasn't easy, his crew there were like his children and he had a rather hastened goodbye. However, Arden was a grown man he had a job to do, a cause to serve. His own last words resonated in his mind.


Acts of goodness are not always wise and acts of evil are not always foolish... Regardless, always strive to be good.


His transfer went smoothly, moving from shuttle to shuttle, Lieutenant Commander Arden Waldas was getting into the groove of his new job. He was a higher ranking Officer being sent to a ship that no one had heard of before, likely to be the team leader or to serve some sort of support role his orders were rather vague. He treated it like any other day, swallowing the frog in his throat from his goodbyes, he cracked into his Datapad and studied up on the others already he was picking out trouble makers, loyalists, those to trust, those to work on. He didn't have any problem with any of the crew, all except Sini the Anthromorph. She represented something Arden personally had a problem with but he was an Officer, he was a Soldier. He would learn to get over it.


Arden began building profiles for these new crew members, he wanted to be able to know them, to help them improve themselves as much as possible and simply wrote them down as he read their profiles on his datapad.

Riel Lyte, technomancer, smart kid, bit a slacker but seemed like he had a good heart. With a little configuration of his Work Ethic, Arden saw great potential in the boy.


Sini Nieminen, quiet type, another egg head, seemed dedicated to the cause and probably wouldn't get distracted easy. Arden would have to improve his own prejudice in order to give the young lady fair treatment. With a little work, helping her branch out a bit she could become a great soldier in the UTC.


Milton Alford, Arrogant, over confident, aggressive, all around poor team player. His record was impressive but his attitude needed adjustment. This a was a guy who took orders best when they were accompanied by screaming in his face and a punch to the gut if he back talked. Arden already liked this guy.


Eve'Relis Fur, another technomancer, another prodigy. Arden was beginning to see a pattern here and couldn't help he was left out. Strong willed, as stubborn as an ass, this was a team leader in the making. A little adjustments here and there but a person who can make up their mind is ALWAYS valuable in the field.


Falco Patroni, class clown, likes to make a fool of himself, rebellious at heart, Arden need only beat some obedience into the guy and his sense of humour will make a great addition to his team.



So this was it, the new team. His old crew wasn't much better when he first arrived, Arden had another challenge ahead of him and it wasn't just the Splinter faction. After a long cycle of reviewing his orders and reviewing the crew's dossiers, Arden laid down in his rack and put an arm over his eyes. He heaved a sigh and tried to forget about those he left behind, not only on the Crusader, but on the field as well. Haunted by the past, Arden tossed and turned and only fell asleep when exhaustion finally got the better of his nightmares. Eventually however, he drifted off to sleep and was woken up by the landing alarm.


Arden jumped from his rack and quickly got dressed into his Service Uniform, from the bottom up the uniform consisted of; Dark black boots, grey trousers (tucked inside the boots), a dark grey blouse (sleeves down) that zipped on the far left side of the padded shirt, some collar devices showing his rank to those who walked by, shoulder fretting as another sign of his rank, and finally a square ball cap with the UTC logo right on the front. Once dressed, Arden grabbed his personal datapad to take notes with and strode out of his transport. He was in a separate vessel from all the others and so it took him a moment to find the Logistics Officer. As Arden walked through the hangar, he returned salutes of the crew until he finally met up with his group. He gave them all a stern nod to acknowledge them and returned salutes as proper.


"You heard the Lieutenant folks, Sergeant Gorgon in the training rooms. Just to get this out of the way, I am Lieutenant Commander Arden Waldas. I was transferred here as well and will likely be your field officer. It's a pleasure to meet you all, I look forward to working with you." Arden announced and began to lead the crew through the ship. Though this was a new class of starship, Arden had spent many years onboard these vessels and knew the layouts well. It took him a minute but managed to lead the newbies including himself to training rooms and just in time; 14:57.

 

[Kirito Kei]

'Can these damn doors open already!? I need to slash some metal!'


From the moment that Kaito had been notified of his new position onboard the StarRunner, a devilish grin had not left his face. To think, he would finally be working with people who would have at least half his amount of skill; against Splinter forces no less. Tingles of excitement and joy ran throughout his spine as he awaited for the ship to finally dock with the Bastion. The first thing Kaito did when he received the so-called 'dataslate' was read anything and everything about this new 'operation' and the weaklings he would be working with. If anything it would keep him busy and he always liked being the most informed when it came to these type of things.


'Hmm... so it seems like I'm on board a prototype supercarrier called StarRunner. Damn, these people really need to learn how to name these things. It's been outfitted with the best armaments and equipment that the UTC has to offer. I see the UTC has finally learned how to properly accommodate their best soldier, I was getting tired of those raggedy ships. This giant hunk of metal that we seem to be going towards looks to be called the 'Bastion'. As I said previously, these people really need to learn how to properly name these things. Now lets see what filth I'll be working with this time...'


Before Kaito could continue, he was interrupted by the sound of doors opening. 'Finally!' He wiped off his black coat and made sure his boots was tied before leaving. After all, can't be a badass if your shoes are untied. He made his way outside but instantly grimaced when he seen Bill Moren.


He gave an exaggerated yawn as he listened to Bill Moren address the group of riders. If there was one thing Kaito hated in this world (Kaito hates a lot of things) it would be pencil necks, people who do nothing but sit behind desks and strengthen their hand muscles by writing on useless pieces of paper while Kaito is out risking his life. Nonetheless, he listened when Bill said to be in the training room at 15:00 hours.


With is hands held behind his back, he slowly made his way towards the training area. Kaito Kirei moves at his own pace.

 

[Daimao]

Alexei stepped off of the transport, eyes half-lidded, practically sleep walking. Listening to some guy named Bob Maroon or something talk about meeting someone named Grapefruit down in the training room in fifteen minutes, he decided that it was time to wake up. If he misheard something as 'Grapefruit' he definitely needed to pinch himself. And so he did. The sudden pain of pinching his arm with all of his strength shocked Alexei into a state of almost fully awake. Blinking a few times, he looked at the others around him. He'd probably figure out who they were later. He hoped. Stuffing his hands in his pockets, Alexei made his way to the training room, only falling asleep in the middle of walking twice.

 

[Glasswing]

As Sini walked advanced toward to back of the hangar to meet up with the rest of her comrades at the training room, to meet up with Commander Gorgon, she was looking at her dataslate, learning about her fellow comrades. As it appeared, she was apparently not the only anthromorph; there was a male simian anthromorph: Dunni Hushion, Rider of the FRAME, Supernova. There were also two other females, Yalei Miribo and an Eve'Relis Fur. Both were technomancers, piloting the Iron Wall and the Xerxes, respectively. The Xerxes sounded rather interesting, too. It seemed to be largely for support and defense. "Pretty unique for a FRAME." She thought. Then there was Riel Lyte, another technomancer. He appeared to have one of two Bulwark FRAMEs. It seemed very similar to Eve's; it was aimed to support allies, rather than attacking. Though, unlike the Xerxes, the Martyr had at least on offensive maneuver built in. The next fellow, Milton Alford, was also a technomancer. He seemed aggressive and easy to anger. He also had a Stryker FRAME, "Befitting." Sini mumbled to herself. She felt that if she didn't keep her distance, she would deliberately crash his FRAME's kernel, as it was simply a computer like any other. Quickly moving onto the next individual was another male technomancer, Jetstream Sam. "He sounds like a superhero..." Sini couldn't help but chuckle a bit. He seemed very similar to Milton, but much more at ease. That being said, his FRAME was very intense, being absolutely decked out in weapons. By no means did she want to go head to head against him. "I doubt I could crack into his FRAME before it cut me in two or landed a good shot through my cockpit." Continuing down the list, there was Falco Patroni, the kid of the group. He too, had a Stryker FRAME. Next down the line, Kaito Kirei. He had some combat experience, and seemed like a loyal and determined ally on the field. Next was Arden Waldas, a human. He seemed to be focused on long ranged combat. His main weapon was awfully strange. A hodgepodge of things being fired all at the same time. Lastly, on the roster, was Alexei Vladistavf, a human male. His FRAME also had electromagnetic weapons. "Neat." Sini mumbled to herself. They seemed much more powerful than hers, though they had a long recharge time. "From the sounds of it, he doesn't have many fuel cells in his FRAME... At least his is not at risk for overheating."


After having briefly read through her comrade's profiles, she came upon her FRAME, Lumisade-v14w. It was kneeling down, prepped for it's first mission. It was pristine, colored white and yellow. In thick black letters, the railgun had cleanly written, 'aUR10A54J-7-h45C-25-v14w-38.' Sini was excited to use it again, to use it in real combat. Sini was tempted to inspect it further, but she would surely be late to meet Commander Gorgon. She left her FRAME, quickly running off to the training room, meeting up with her comrades. She had soon arrived, with a few minutes to spare. Some of her comrades, Arden and Riel, were already there.

 

[MythyDW]

< @Kirito Kei @CalamariHero @Daimao @Anaxial @Runesage @Xeyran @Aggiewon @Kel Vas @Yonsisac >


Eventually, everyone made it into the training rooms. It was a medium-sized, square room with a number of training capsules arranged in a circle. These training capsules connected to a pilot's nervous system, much like the armor that connects them to their FRAMEs. Once that connection was complete, they would be projected into a virtual arena inside their FRAMEs, with the SOUL able to interface as normal.


In the middle of the circle was a tall, broad, bear of a man with a silver Military buzz cut and wearing standard Fatigues. He stood at parades rest, grey eyes scanning each of the individuals as they walked in. Once they were arranged in front of him, he began to speak in a deep, gruff roar.


"My name is Sergeant Gorgon! I am the leader of the riders here on the StarRunner. And I want to make one thing clear." He pauses and takes a deep breath, his voice getting even louder. "We are a team! Former rank doesn't matter! Supposed skill doesn't matter! You are all equals! You follow orders! You don't go off on your own and leave an ally to die! You WILL support each other, or god help me I will see you spaced. Am I clear!? Good! Now get in your training pods!"


When the riders obliged his order, the doors would close and the computers inside began scanning the Rider. The inside of the pods was not as roomy as the cockpit of a FRAME, but still allowed for the full range of movement that was required to operate one.


*Scanning... complete. Loading FRAME... complete. Loading simulation LARINA III... complete*


The riders found themselves next to 3 other FRAMEs. They were labeled as such on their HUD -


Supernova - Dunni Hushion. A FRAME with only a single weapon: A large cannon in place of his right arm.


Iron Wall - Yalei Miribo. A somewhat blocky FRAME, with a Semi-circular shield of metal on each arm, with a pistol in a holster on each hip.


Titan Killer - Sergeant Keith Gorgon. A bulky FRAME, with a large cannon on each shoulder and below each arm.


"Alright soldiers. I have always thought the best way to learn about one was on the battlefield. So here we are, the battle of Larina III." He says as they begin a slow exit of the asteroid custer they had been hiding in, the one that surrounded the planet they were to protect. On the opposite side of the field was a Destroyer, Broadside-class. It was flanked by two MIssile boats, and preceded by too many mecha to count. "And this is my classroom. For now, you are on your own. No orders from me, beyond support each other."


With that, the battle began.


[300 Swordsmen (Mook - Sword and Shield) 300 Bladesman (Mook - Two Swords) 300 Riflemen (Mook - Rifle) 250 MIssile Mecha (Mook - MIssile Launcher)]


[broadside (Boss) 2 Missile Boats (Miniboss)]


[30 Kills (On mooks only), or 15 and a strike (Attempt to hit with an attack on Elite or Above)]

 

[Yonsisac]

(HERE COMES DADDY!)


As Sam made it to the Training room seeing pods he would give a faint whisle,so it was this kinde of training Huh? well still cool enough! This place was pretty rad for a super carrier i mean look all this stuff! he was gona explore the ship once they were free and just hope....there is mini golf....But anyway! Back at looking for the gorgon that would surely turn him to stone,In the middle of the room was Serge gorgon....Hmmmm something is off here:


1.Where i his snake hair? They have lied.....


2.Gorgons are females....this is one odd speacie


3.Yep this guy is gonna turn Sam to stone....


Standing straight with hands behind his back as the FAKE! Gorgon spoke at them as we where in a Line,hearing him yell about how skill dosent matter,work as a team blablabla-..Wait did he say Former rank dosent matter? well he was not a Sargent!!! THIS IS ALL A LIE!...OK Spam is thinking to much....As the fake Gorgon said to to get to the chopper-..I mean pod Sam would solute and say "Yes Ma-..Um sir!" Ok that one slip! He dint mean to! but as Sam would get in his pod by LITERALLY Jumping in he would look around as the pod closes "Monsoon! Ready!" he said as his AI would answer "Yes sir......Even if this is a simulation Pain Inhibitors will be Offline...we will feel pain sir Sam"Monsoon warn as Sam would just shrug and Hey we all feel pain! seeing the Computer scan him and reatrive data from his FRAME he smiled as it was time!


As the simulation Loded and look around hearing the fake Gorgon,So this is the battle of Larina III...Lots of FRAMES and Look Very fun to be Honest but now no time to fool around! hearing they were on there own he would look back at his team..well his FRAME look back at his team,The Brown FRAME look at the rest as from COMM Sam could be heard " saying it Right now,I suck at giving Orders....But what i can say is wont be easy Getting close to those missile Boats with that broadside...Maybe we could get its attention by taking down a few of the FRAMES down there?....That is just me"He said as his Frame gave a Shrug as his Right hand would hold one of his rifles but the Other was holding the handle of the FBC,Look like a giant Claw-arm just instead where chainsaws,Walking up the hifing place and looking at the fieldat the many Grunts and those 3 Ass-hats over there dint seem would be much of Trouble if they fight now and keep moving...Sam would have Jump in....But better get somekinde of plan up and not Jump in there and get Blown to bits by missile boat fire or something so think first act later.

 

[Kirito Kei]

The smile that had been plaguing Kaito's face instantly vanished the moment he seen the training capsules. "Dammit. When do we get to do some real fighting!" He mumbled angrily under his breath. Kaito never understood the purpose of those 'training capsules'. Surely it was better for a soldier to learn how to fight by gaining combat experience in the actual field, not in some imaginary simulation. He then realized that if training was done that way, then there would be lots more casualties. But then on the other hand, if you couldn't function and survive in high combat, high stress situations, then you shouldn't of been a soldier to begin with.


Kaito looked visibly annoyed as he listened to the 'Sergeant' Gordon ramble on about teamwork or something. Over the years, he learned how to ignore any sentence that had the word 'team' in it. Being in a team meant that you would have to rely on your teammates in order to get things done. 'Ha, as if! I doubt any of the people here can survive five minutes on the battlefield. Meh, if we are going to fight in a simulation, might as well make the best of it. Show these weaklings that I'm not to be trifled with...' This is what Kaito thought as he entered the training pods. 'Bit cramped in here, but it is a simulation so my full attention shouldn't be needed anyway.'


To be honest, it felt good to be interfacing with his FRAME, even if it was only a simulation. He was surprised when he seen three more FRAMEs show up on his HUD. 'The weaklings seems to be coming out of the woodwork. They better not get in my way or so help me...' Before Kaito could finish his thought, he noticed the enemy Destroyer, two Missile Boats, and the uncountable amount of mechas. Soon, the devilish grin returned and he could feel blood rushing to his head as he prepared his Aero Sword.


"Ready to kick some ass, X?" He asked his SOUL, to which it responded "All systems are operational. Ready to engage."


"Dammit X, you aren't any fun! Let's show these weaklings what it means to be a real soldier!" Without any regard for his 'teammates', or the amount of enemies, he thrust forward directly into the fray of enemies.


Using the tip of his Aero blade, he pierced the head of one of Rifleman, causing a semi-explosion. "Oh yes, this is what I'm talking about!!!" All the surrounding units began to engage Kaito however none of them was fast enough to keep up with the speed of The Triple A UX. In the air was were Kaito was most at home, it allowed him to gracefully outmaneuver his enemies using his M.E.C.H Wings. Bullets and missiles trailed behind him as he sped around the battlefield, leaving pierced and exploding mechas in his wake.


"Now this is what I've been waiting for!"


[RESULTS: 30 KILLS (10 Swordsmen, 10 Bladesmen, 10 Riflemen)]


Kaito is wrecking face!

 

[Xed]

Milton straightened up and got in line when Sergeant Gordon addressed them. He looked every inch a battle-worn warrior with a truckload of experience and had a powerful presence. Milton instantly found himself respecting the guy as he entered the training pod. Now he just needed to find out if he'd be able to tolerate the other recruits. If they rode well there wouldn't be an issue. If they didn't it was going to be a pain working with them.


"Alcius you know the drill." Milton told his SOUL as the simulation loaded and he found himself looking at the battlefield of Larina III. Hundreds of mecha filled his vision. It was time to put his FRAME into action. Milton decided to observe first before making a move. One of the riders dove straight into the action, easily tearing 30 mooks apart with his Stryker FRAME. Not too shabby, at least he seemed to know what he was doing though there seemed to be a certain recklessness about his fighting style. "Alcius, observe the other FRAMEs for me." The SOUL nodded in silence at the order as Milton scanned the battlefield quickly once more and spotted three boss level enemies. 2 missile boats and a Broadside. Milton decided his game plan. Simply taking down mooks was too easy, too simple. This was a simulation and simulations were the best place to try out new things and practice. He'd gun for one of the missile boats, take them down with his combat capabilities and test out the effectiveness of the Ghost Mode. Phantom took off, skilfully weaving its way past the enemy, chakram separated into two, one on each hand as Milton slashed at the mooks while avoiding enemy attacks, Alcius taking note of the number of enemies he had struck down. "14 so far. Well done." The SOUL praised in its stiff and monotonous voice. Milton headed straight for the Broadside, using the mobility and speed of the Phantom to avoid another attack launched at him by a mook.


Strike


Hacking the mook in half with his chakram, Milton proceeded to launch a strike on the Broadside. He activated Ghost Mode and charged at it full speed with the thrusters giving him an extra boost as he drove his energy coated chakram halves at the Broadside, eyes filled with intensity and focus as he neared, ready to tear it apart while he was still undetectable.


[15 destroyed mooks(5 Bladesmen, 2 swordsmen, 6 Riflemen, 2 Missile Mecha), 1 strike on Broadside]


(@The Mythic Dragon let me know if i need to change anything about the strike.)

 

[Daimao]

Alexei quietly listened to Gorgon, trying his best not to fall asleep. Upon entering the simulation, Alexei's first order of business was to look around at the buffet of enemies before him. "Tasty," he chuckled. Next, Alexei marked 15 enemies on his HUD. At the same time, 15 laser lights emitted from the Lucifer's head, marking 15 of the mechs that looked like they were carrying missile launchers, tracking their movements. From the Lucifer's back, fifteen missiles erupted, leaving fiery contrails in their wake as they brought a swift death upon their targets. Alexei then turned the Lucifer towards one of the gunboats, a tongue of flame erupting from its chest as a 500mm armor piercing shell flew towards its target.


[15 missile mooks sent to digital hell, large armor piercing shell flying at 1 missile boat]

 

[Runesage]

Riel listened to the end of the Sargent's speech and calmly walked into his pod. He rather enjoyed the training capsules. It allowed him to fight and practice without actually killing anyone. As the training scenario appeared, he quickly took stock of the surroundings. Lots of enemies, lots of weapons, and lots of danger. "Alright Drini, what do you have for me?"


Drini's face appeared in the corner of his lens. "Our primary objective of this mission is to defend the planet, and allies. Our secondary objective is to defeat all enemies. There are 300 Swordsmen, 300 Bladesman, 300 Riflemen, 250 Missile Mecha, one Broadside, and 2 Missile Boats. The more abundant enemies have obvious weak points. It will take me a while to determine the Broadside's and Missile Boats' weak points. Permission to scan?"


"Scan away." He told her, she nodded and disappeared. He proceeded to stabilize himself on an asteroid, and activated the twin rifles. Taking careful aim, he fired at five of the Missile Mecha who were getting a little too close to the planet for comfort. He spotted his allies charging into the fight and started providing covering fire. He took out 10 Riflemen who were setting up to attack the Sargent, and spotted some more soldiers heading towards one of his allies, the one named Kaito. He quickly took aim and shot 5 more Riflemen, 5 more Missile Mecha out of the sky. Turning his attention elsewhere, he shot 5 Blademen who were approaching the one named Eve. He would wait for Drini to finish the scan on the big ones before he took a shot at them.


Results: 30 Mooks dead. (10 Missile Mecha, 15 Riflemen, 5 Blademen). Attempted scan on boss and miniboss.


@The Mythic Dragon

 

[Ninth]

Eve showed hesitance in entering the training pods, wary of the precarious situation. Even with the Sergeant's words, she worried that a number of others would not share such beliefs. However, at least within this simulation she could sample a taste of the other Riders' willpower. But the question was, who could she depend on the most within a combat situation as of right now, before any evaluations could be made? 'Arden Waldas,' the name rung through her head as the capsule closed her in. That man held himself proper, as well introduced himself as a Lieutenant Commander. With a nod, Eve confirmed her thoughts, he would be the one she 'trusted' the most during this run. All others she would have to watch over passively.


Quelling her thoughts, Eve closed her eyes as the machine scanned her. This pod was bothersome, not only did they have a confining feeling to them, but her devices picked up on the smaller vibrations that echoed throughout. As she opened her eyes once more, the simulation was underway. She quickly looked over the provided HUD, as well the surrounding environment. The cluster of asteroids brought a little ease to her mind, as any rounds that may get past would have difficulty reaching the planet.


First communications came from the Jack, or rather, Sam within Jack. It somewhat relieved Eve that someone was thinking ahead, but that relief quickly faltered into annoyance. She watched as multiple Frames ignored the comm and flew straight in.


"They are like feral hounds fresh from the leash." Eve spoke to herself, glaring at the scene before her. "Cer'ce, track every allied frame, I want eyes on them at all times. Highlight them on frontal display, I want to see them from across the Cosmos if I must."


Explosions could be heard near her, something that forced Eve to investigate quickly. It appeared as though an individual eliminated a few stray charging bladesmen. 'Riel, of the Martyr. Perhaps we are not alone on this venture.' Her thoughts echoed, thankful that another appeared that she could 'trust' for now at least.


This was vexing, she did not expect individuals to rush forward without second thought regarding this 'team' experience. Her right hand could not refrain from tightening it's grip due to the frustration, mimicked by the Xerxes frame. Activating the Comm system Eve chose to counter previous behaviors. "This is the Xerxes, advancing towards the middle ground in attempt to support our eagerly belligerent allies. Requesting cover fire due to lack of firepower."


Intentions stated, Eve proceeded forward a short way, turning to face the remainders on last time as she armed her systems. "Cer'ce, gridlock attachments Alpha and Charlie to designated points." She spoke to the SOUL as she raised her left arm, slowly moving it in a vertical line, allowing the attachments to firmly lock. "Generate form, I desire a sturdy barrier fitting for at least two destroyers, maintain minimal energy consumption on primary systems to accommodate." With the settings confirmed, the weapon primed. A brilliant blue shined as the attachment's tips opened, releasing a solid stream of energy towards the predetermined points. At first the two points appeared as if balls of solid energy, but within seconds, as if magnets, the two pulled their combined energy together, splaying out it's excess energy as a widened barrier.


Strike Support


"Cer'ce," Eve spoke once more, streaming together her orders to the SOUL, "Prepare Beta and Delta for rapid deployment. I wish to provide cover for the eager Strykers as well. I know this distance will hinder barrier size, but let us give them a mildly safer approach! Cut power to thrusters by half, and let's ensure these things can reach at least one of them."

 

[Glasswing]

Sini was most assuredly surprised that they were going into battle so soon, even though it was just a simulation. She was a bit nervous, but most of all, she was slightly irritated by the commander's loud voice. "Yes. Thank you. I know we are a team." She thought to herself. She sat down into the training pod, allowing it to scan her and connect to her nervous system. It felt exceedingly cramped, especially with her height and her feathers taking up an inconvenient chunk of the room. After it was complete connecting, she and her FRAME, Lumisade-v14w, were loaded into the simulation.


Immediately, Sini brought up the console on her FRAME and began typing in commands. Lumi, the FRAME's SOUL, began to speak, "Hey, Sini. Switching to flight mode, I see. I assume that means you are going to attack with the flechettes, right?"


Sini had only nodded in response, then asking an unrelated question, "You don't suppose that this simulation will let me hack?"


Lumi replied to her question promptly, saying: "I am sorry. It is highly unlikely that they included such capabilities when making the simulation."





Sini made a face of slight disdain. She decided to, then, try another tactic; she was going to interrupt their communication. She cut her communication system with the rest of her team briefly. However, unbeknownst to her, she cut off her comrade, Sam, just as he began to talk, and she continued to try and tune in on the enemy signal. When she had found it, she cut her audio, and began typing in commands to her console. It was not long until her FRAME began spitting loud static over one of the enemy signal channels. The aim was to distract, confuse, and disorient the enemy, and hinder their communication. By this point, her FRAME had switched finished switching to aerial mode. The wings were locked into place, the arm appendages at the end had retracted under the wings, the legs folded in, and the head was pointed upward, lining up with the rest of the body. Sini then switched on the fuel an oxidizer, only letting out a small portion to let her orientate herself. She rotated downward and back up to get a good angle, trying to remember how to fly this machine in space. Before turning up the fuel expense, she checked her FRAME's vitals, as she had always done before flying. "All six cells are online. Two active. All three oxygen tanks are online. Fuel tanks are online. Thrusters and Gimbals are online."


Lumi chimed in as Sini finished checking the FRAME's vital functions, "Go teach 'em who's boss." And with that, Sini raised the fuel consumption, accelerating her forward toward the enemy, specifically, the section affected by her hacking into the communication system. She was attacking away from her comrades to avoid striking them with flechettes.


When she had drawn much closer to the enemy, she dropped her frame sharply, only to pull it upwards again. The bottom of her FRAME was, here, purposely exposed. The guns mounted on the shoulders began firing, launching needle-like projectiles hurdling, unimpeded, toward the enemy. As she did so, she quickly popped her audio and communication back on with the rest of her team. Sini pulled her FRAME back around, to take a look at how much damage she caused. From what she saw,several riflemen had been downed, with the flechettes lodging themselves deep into their FRAMEs. Sini had then, decided to make another run, peppering flechettes into more riflemen. As Sini spun back around, she decided to try and strike a missile boat, before it could communicate again with the soldiers. She retreated back and turned to face the missile boat. The two arms unlocked from the underside of the wings, spun under the FRAME, and connected. Sini checked her vitals again, "All peripheral functions offline. All six cells active. Railgun is ready to fire." Sini was left drifting with her remaining momentum. She was far from the enemy, so her vulnerability was not too bad. She did, though, begin to sustain light damage as bullets struck her FRAME every now and again. She aimed her Railgun at the missile boat carefully. She did not want to miss a single shot. *When she was satisfied, she managed to shoot three large KE rounds before an overheating warning beeped up onto the interface. The coolant kept the railgun from melting, but the heat had no where to go without an atmosphere. The heat began to dissipate throughout the Lumisade-v14w, leaving Sini a tad uncomfortable. Fortunately, though, three large rounds were hurdling toward the missile boat, unimpeded, ready to tear through the armored hull. To prevent further risk of overheating, she disconnected the arms, locking them back into place. The railgun was now offline once more. She turned her fuel consumption up a tad, to avoid being hit. She, at this point, was cautious to move back to the front lines and risk overheating her FRAME. "I am going to hang back here, and provide support," Sini said over the comm system, "My FRAME is beginning to get a tad hot."


[* Strike -- Missile Boat (The one Daimao did not attack)-- three large armor piercing rounds. 15 Riflemen downed.]


I also swapped my dialogue colors, as it appeared someone already took yellow. Sini - purple. Lumi - teal.

 

[Aggiewon]

"Zander! What time is it?" Falco was rushing down a corridor he thought led to the training room. " You are already late. If that's what you're wondering." The SOUL replied. "Take this next left and the door is on the right."


Falco can to a screeching stop in front of a man who's stare could only be described as, stoney.


"Seargant Gorgon?"


The man's only reply was to look at the back wall. Where the rest of the team was. Crap! They were all there. He was last and he almost ran into the commander in front of them.


Once in the back wall the Seargant gave a rousing speech about ranking, or the lack there of, and teamwork.


"Yeah I need to work on that."


Gorgon then gave them permission to get into their training pods.


"Zander? Do you think this Piaf has the glitch?"


"I wouldn't risk it."


Most every pod Falco had been in had a glitch that gave his FRAME infinite power, giving him the ability to use his Hypercore without the fear of power failure.


When the monitors fired up Falco notice that there were three more FRAMEs then there should have been, probably Riders who were already on the StarRunner.


"How many enemies are the, Zander?"


"Three hundred of each of the basic mech classes. Two hundred and fifty missile mechs. There are also two missile barges and a Broadside type FRAME. I suggest we clear a path for the heavier FRAMEs."


As Falco fired up his booster jets he saw two frames charge the enemy.


"Write down who those two are. I like their style."


"Right, I am also tracking one of the other FRAMEs that is trying to give us a shield."


"That's nice, but let whoever it is know that they should use it on the guy attacking the Broadside, he'll need it more than us."


Falco then sped into the fray, slicing left and right. Leaving a trail of scrap metal in his wake.





(Results: 15 swordsmen, 10 blades men, and 5 riflemen.)





Edit: I didn't see @Kel Vas ' post.

 

[Demonsoul]

To those outside of the pods a little girl with bunny ears was running into the training room. She quickly apologized to the sergeant, "I'm so sorry i'm late I had to tell the engineers how to maintain Cheli and I got lost." She panted clearly having ran around pretty much the whole ship looking for the training room. She stepped into her pod and heard a whisper in her ear, "Shame we will be killing more toys rather than real opponents. Hurry up and turn on the pod already." Enlina took a while to turn on the pod hesitating she whispered "Okay." at Catalyst when she was ordered to turn on the pod.


All within the training simulation would have noticed the massive scorpion seemed to warp into the simulation. Orange lights began to glow brighter and brighter on the strange FRAME. "I'm firing the Hexfire at the missile units while you stabilize your mind." Catalyst said to her to not waste time getting into the battle. Out of six glowing holes in the back of the FRAME six orange flew out and seemed to hunt down the Mecha armed with missiles. As the orbs hit they exploded in massive orange electric explosions. Thirty of the machines spazed out shut fell apart being overloaded with energy.


(Results: 30 Missile Mecha)

 

[Anaxial]

While being reduced from Lieutenant Commander back down to equal with the Grunts may upset most field officers, Arden couldn't help but feel a sense of pride. Now they would listen to him because of his tactical prowess, rather than his rank. Arden was no stranger to training pods, on the Crusader he put his team through these training simulations all the time. It was an effective way of learning how to cut down scores of enemies and to calm your nerves during the heat of battle. Happy to oblige to the Sergeant's offer, Arden climbed inside his training pod and there he appeared inside the Perfect King. The Systems already online he scanned the encroaching army and quickly took in as many details as possible. Heavily outnumbered, heavily out gunned, this seemed like a losing fight- the perfect training sim. Instead of rushing to the fight, Arden did what he would do with his team back on the Crusader, he would let them all strike out, well knowing their lives weren't in danger and watch how they NATURALLY reacted to a situation.


He took special note of three of the crew members, Riel, Eve, and Milton. Riel was addressing the true threat to their FRAMES, the Missile units. Swordsmen posed little to no threat to their FRAMES as long as their armor held up and he acknowledge the smart decision to take out the higher threat first. The second was Eve, who very intelligently highlighted her allies to avoid friendly fire, the only one in the group to do so. Knowing where your team was at all times during battle was PARAMOUNT and he commended such a move with verbal recognition;


"This is Lieutenant Commander Arden Waldas, Perfect King. The pilot of the Cer'ce, Eve, well done highlighting your allies. Keep them out of sights and crunch a few Mooks for me!" he said as his FRAME suddenly spurred to life. The Final note was on Milton, who similarly to Riel; recognized the higher threat and went after the Broadside and the Missile Boats. The move was dangerous to do alone, but it was the right thinking and so Arden had made his own choice.


"Alright everyone, you know your mission, lets show 'em how we handle mooks in the UTC!" Arden announced over all of his teammates communication units. "Strykers get up close and start chopping down some Swordsmen, we need fire support for those Strykers and I want Riel and Enlina, keep up the pressure on those Missile units! Milton, I'm with you lets take out that Broadside!" He said Perfect King then cocked it's legs down and frog leaped high into the air from which Arden coated the area with the Bulletstorm minigun, flaying a wide area of the Swordsmen before he came crashing down and flattened some more with his heavy impact. The shockwave knocked a circle of the Swordsmen around him to the ground and Arden raised his M4 Menoceras towards the broadside where he delivered a nasty Salvo of missiles, emptying the entire magazine in a single volley of 10mm HEAT missiles flying at speed towards their Boss Unit!


[Results] -15 Swordsmen efficiency reduced to bullet hole filled smouldering rubble. A Salvo of missiles fired at the Broadside, attempted Strike on the Boss unit.

 

[Yonsisac]

(Like the other post was NOT action was trying to communicate with you guys...here is my action post hope its ok @The Mythic Dragon )


As Sam stare at the empty area where all the FRAMES were,as all left,he just started where they were and shrug after some staring "So much for teamwork....."he said turning around and looking how The rest just jump in action,"Conclusion: Most are self-reliable and thus not require any teaming,you should as well show same status in this battle"Monsoon said as he was at the corner of sams vision,well so much for working in teams.....still he had to jump in and get some action Going,"Alright....Lets go!" looking towards the full battle field Sam would activate the FRAMES back thrusters as its feet would Flat out,Bending slightly foward and the Thrusters at full Power Sam would Grind his way towards the battlefield,Time to show how good he really is!


As he slide his way towards the Field his left arm was holding the FBC as it started to spin,its chains Blur in there speed as the sound it emit was very slimiler that of a Powerful Diesel engine,Very Noisy but what you expect from a chainsaw of that size? meanwhile on his right he was holding up,Aiming forward his powerful rifle as the other one was Hoisted on the FRAMES Left side being unused for now,As his right Rifle was raise and close to the Missile Mooks his Tracker would lock on the nearest One to assist on his fire as holding a rifle with one hand was not easy,Pulling the trigger a round would fly and Hit the Mech on its Help,the Bullet penetrates the thin armor and takes the mech down as sparks and small chunks of metal fly,he repeat this 4 More times taking 4 More missile mech down,Getting closer he would nod to himself as one of the Hatches on his left shoulder would slide open as a ADDM Fires up in the sky,well....Lets clean this up! Thrusting Forward as he hold the FBC To his side ready,he would slash from left to right as the 5 blades would hit a Missile mook as they all slice and shred through its thin Body,slicing it in 5 Pieces,Sam continued to slide in them as he swing the massive five bladed chainsaw,ending with a spin of his frame taking down all those around him slicing one by one a total of 15 more,but speaking of six,his ADDM would rain from the heavens and take down 6 More mooks when the missiles impact there fragile heads. As Sam has taken down 26 already he would see a splendid display of Orbs flew over him impacting 30 Mooks blowing them to pieces...Holy dam....Looking back he saw this frame...odd in build to but no time!


looking foward he would have been caught off guard as the alarm Blur as 3 Missiles where heading towards him "F***! Monsoon!""Sorry Sir Sam! I was most concentrated on making sure All FRAME systems where Nominal!"Being to late Sam would ignite boost side ways sending him self but 2 Missiles impact His chest and his Right shoulder,Small explosions emit from the Impact as the FRAME Recoils Backward,But the third Miss,The armor sponge most of damage but metal was not in good shape,Looking forward the FRAME would raise the Rifle and shoot the 3 Missile Mechs who shot him,But now trouble,As he shot the last 2,One would Cling on his back "DAMITE! ONT TE ME HE IS-...oh shit he is"From what he could tell this Missile mech was gonna Kamikaze on him! Quickly he would Grab the mech,s arm holding the rocket with his right and start pulling to prevent him from doing that one move...alright...The enemy,s hand was expose with his free left arm he would grab the Rifle and Blast the mechs arm off making him unable to fire as he lost his weapon,Throwing him down Sam would raise his foot and stomp the mechs head in to oblivion.


(Remember the FBC Is attach to his back so he can let go of it anytime and wont drop)


{30 rocket Unites killd!


{Light Wound on Right shulder and Chest

 

[MythyDW]

The enemies and others were not idle in this time, Yalei pulling out her twin pistols and taking position at the edge of the asteroids with Sergeant Gorgon and Dunni flanking her. From Dunni's Supernova came a sunlight gold blast from the Cannon-arm, streaking forward and engulfing a number of enemy mecha, leaving nothing of them. Gorgon, meanwhile, fires each of his cannons at a different missile mecha, engulfing each in a ball of flame as their ammunition explodes.


The missile boats each fire a full salvo, at least 200 missiles each, and they all fly towards the planet as the broadside begins to turn...


< @Yonsisac >


His observation nets Sam not much more than any of the others who stayed back. A few shots are loosed his way, but the movement of the asteroids blocks them... up until he charges.


[15 Kills or 5 and a strike ; Take a light wound]


< @Kirito Kei >


But even the fastest mech cannot be without its patterns, this one seeming to be a straight line. A stray missile hits Kaito's shield, causing a light wound and knocking him directly into the waiting swords of a bladesman, who was able to cut into his chest, causing a light-medium wound. He was surrounded now, and there was no clear way out...


[up to 10 kills, take a light-medium wound while escaping unless you are assisted]


< @Xeyran >


Milton, unfortunately, arrived at the Broadside just as it began to turn, and his blow glanced off the side armor. Even worse was the fact that he had ended up right in front of a broadside cannon, which fired right into his face... but was blocked, thankfully, by an energy shield that popped up right in front of him, but was deactivated from the amount if damage that it took from that one blast. ( @Kel Vas )


After that, he did take a rifle blast to the back, giving a light wound. as the flak cannons that lined every ship trained in on him, and began to fire.


[up to 15 kills, 10 and a strike, or a focus strike on the Broadside ; Take another 4 light wounds or a medium wound]


< @Daimao >


The long range strike was somewhat effective, the 500mm shell impacting the missile boat's shield, causing it to flicker visibly. It seemed that one final hit could take down the shields, and perhaps more, but that could prove difficult as the flame from the shell's firing attracted the attention of quite a few mecha, swordsman and bladesman charging him, dashing directly into the asteroids as riflemen aim down at him and fire.


[up to 20 kills, 10 and a strike, or a focus strike ; Take 2 light wounds]


< @Runesage >


The scans showed that the Missile boats had many, MANY more missiles than they just fired, and were all-around tough, no specific weakpoints of note. Unfortunately, it seemed that even a surface scan of the broadside seemed impossible, it's shields were too strong still.


[30 Kills or 15 and a strike]


< @Kel Vas >


Eve found herself beset upon by quite a few blade-wielders, a single missile impacting her shield, keeping her busy just long enough for the melee units to get in range.


[15 Kills, or 5 and a strike ; take 3 light wounds or 1 light-medium wound]


< @CalamariHero >


As Sini begins to fall back, she catches a grazing rifle shot to the a wing, giving a light wound as multiple sword-wielders converge on her position. Thankfully, her AP rounds blast the missile boat's shields once, twice, thrice... making them as visible and flickering as the other.


[up to 20 kills, 10 and a strike, or a focus strike ; Take 2 light wounds]


< @Aggiewon >


And another one who rushes straight forward, this one smashing headfirst into a missile, taking a medium wound and being blasted back, quickly surrounded by a sphere of sword-wielders, just as Kaito was.


[up to 10 kills, take a light-medium wound while escaping unless you are assisted]


< @Demonsoul >


With a kill ratio of 5:1 with that final salvo, the missile mecha target her en masse, a full 280 missiles flying straight towards the asteroid belt... perhaps they felt they must show off? Anyway, Barely a quarter of them make it through, enough to be a threat.


[95 missiles to dodge. Use a turn to dodge them all, or take a light-medium wound and take up to 25 kills, or 15 and a strike]


< @Anaxial >


The way that the former officer gave orders earned him some words over comms from sergeant Gorgon. "Just make sure you remember who's boss here, soldier" Comes the gruff voice as the HEAT missiles impact the broadside's shields, making them flash for a moment, but they still stayed strong, disappearing from the lack of damage even as a good chunk of the soldiers charged him


[20 Kills or 10 and a strike ; Take a light wound]


[255 Swordsmen (Mook - Sword and Shield) 260 Bladesman (Mook - Two Swords) 240 Riflemen (Mook - Rifle) 190 MIssile Mecha (Mook - MIssile Launcher)]


[broadside (Boss) 2 Missile Boats (Miniboss) {Both with low shields}]

 

[Demonsoul]

"Don't tell me to stand at the back and shoot things, I'm here to slaughter!" Catalyst yelled over the intercoms while Chelicerata jumped attaching to one of the asteroids using it to block the many missiles flying towards it. Allies who could currently see it would see orange squares appear along it as it vanished from sight. The now invisible FRAME jumped from asteroid to asteroid getting closer to the enemies while remaining undetected. Anyone who could see it would see it was heading in the general direction of the broadside, clearly trying to engage a ship in melee combat. "Sorry, I know your just trying to help." Enlina whispered into the intercoms trying to apologize for Catalyst. Catalyst responded to Enlina off the intercom, "Stop being such a fucking push over." "Okay,sorry" Enlina apologized to Catalyst. Chelicerata moved quickly readying its claws to grip into the broadside. As it made its final leap towards the broadside, about half way through it seemed to blink back into existence. "Damn it, this is what you get when you weaken the cloaking device to get more armor!" Catalyst yelled at Enlina. "Sorry, we can fix it later." Enlina apologized again flinching in the face of broadside getting nearer and nearer.