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    23 KB Earth War Quest Part 2 OPs Chief 01/21/12(Sat)07:12 No.17617453  
    Previously: http://suptg.thisisnotatrueending.com/archive/17603202/

    You are Eric "Dundee" Raifedo. Pilot of the Pan Asian Alliance and all around nut-case behind Mech controls.

    At the end of the last session you had taken down a Fourteen-Strong Vehicular convoy and its Six Mech Escorts and only sustained moderate damage, enhanced your reputation of being a monster the moment you get in front of someone AND scored some sweet salvage. (Large amounts of parts and scrap metal, ammunition, two missile laden siege mechs - one needing its entire cockpit section replaced while the other was in mostly decent shape BUT most important of all booze and Naughty Nurse mags!)

    Before continuing your patrol you proceed to liberate some of the more choice bits of rotgut to keep you warm in this horrific rainy weather. Your Australian alcohol instincts serve you true as you manage to get the best of the best. (Roll: 92)

    The rest of your patrol goes without any hitches, at least that was what it seemed. You park the Salt-Water in its designated spot and exit with a hearty whoop, taking a swig of your appropriated beverage.

    You don't notice a mechanic giving you an annoyed glare behind your back before getting things organized to fix up the damages your squad has taken.

    Jack was equally enthused as you were, clapping his hands together before stretching.

    "Well that was a real rage there mate! Got any more plans after that bit of fun?"

    You should probably go inform your superiors about what you saw.

    Or you could put it off to do something considerably more amusing.
    >> Anonymous 01/21/12(Sat)07:18 No.17617492
    posting in a Front Mission thread
    >> Anonymous 01/21/12(Sat)07:19 No.17617501
    Fuck yeah! Got in early this time.

    Let me say, as an Australian. That Eric "Dundee" Raifedo is the best Quest PC ever.

    Keep up the Awesome work
    >> OPs Chief 01/21/12(Sat)07:21 No.17617510

    Ah hell, you're making me feel embarrassed man. I'm just trying to play him out how you guys want him done.

    Appreciate the encouragement.
    >> Anonymous 01/21/12(Sat)07:25 No.17617522

    Anyway. I say we go talk to our superiors. So far they've let us keep our previous stash of beer with out mates because we've been responsible enough to use it responsible. So let us not lose that Privilege.

    Also, Eric needs to hate spiders. Like really, really fucking loathe spiders.
    >> Anonymous 01/21/12(Sat)07:30 No.17617538

    Sounds good. We are wild but not a loose cannon. We can't just run off without telling the officers what needs to be told. This IS a job, not a walk in the park.
    >> Anonymous 01/21/12(Sat)07:31 No.17617544
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    Yo. Good to see you back Chief.
    I recommend a thorough debriefing. Also, we need to make sure to appropriate a tarp for our MAV. This is no time to come down with shorted equipment, especially since things seem to be getting hot round 'ere.
    >> OPs Chief 01/21/12(Sat)07:33 No.17617556
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    "Nothin too excitin' there Jack. Gotta go give the higher ups the word. Don't want the Amber Nectar to stop flowin if ya catch my drift."

    At that Jack's expression is at its most serious. He gives you a firm nod as if he was wishing you luck.

    You get moving to the Command and Control area of the base as fast as you can. On the way there however... you spot a spider.

    Normally most people would just keep walking. But the eight-eyed buggers send an immense feeling of utterly primordial hate that you can never seem to muster against ANYONE or ANYTHING else no matter how foul their deeds.

    This violent hate is pushed to greater heights at the fact that its just STARING at you.

    D100 to resist the spider induced hate-frenzy...

    or you could just let it take a hold of you.
    >> Anonymous 01/21/12(Sat)07:34 No.17617563
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    I just hope we don't start putting holes in the roof to kill the damn thing.
    >> OPs Chief 01/21/12(Sat)07:36 No.17617568

    Was that to HIT the spider or resist the hate? Its kind of ambiguous with the whole "putting holes in the ceiling"
    >> Anonymous 01/21/12(Sat)07:37 No.17617580
    To resist the hate. I was kinda expecting a 1-10 roll. Thus the imminent breaking of things.
    >> Anonymous 01/21/12(Sat)07:38 No.17617581

    Have 'Nam like flashbacks of your Childhood in Sydney, playing in the garden when you accidentally disturb the nest of angry ass Funnel Web spiders. This should be complete with a montage of your Father pouring petrol into their vile Lair.

    When you finally come back to your senses, the spider should be little more than a gory paste.
    >> Anonymous 01/21/12(Sat)07:40 No.17617592

    I think somebody might be forcing their own horrible childhood on our protagonist
    >> Anonymous 01/21/12(Sat)07:47 No.17617617

    It wasn't that bad... I mean, watching those bastards crawling out of their goddamn hole whilst on fire was.. almost soothing, in a way..
    >> Anonymous 01/21/12(Sat)07:50 No.17617625
    >crawling out
    >on fire

    Pretty much the terminator huh?
    >> OPs Chief 01/21/12(Sat)07:50 No.17617629

    It looks that way, the potential for some amusement is there though.


    You give the spider a baleful snarl. Your nails digging into your palm. Your teeth unconciously grinding before you speak.

    "Next time you little eight eyed bastard... next time..."

    You continue on to C&C.

    The room's lights are dim. Its not as large as most other bases. But so far its kept you alive.


    The voice sliced through the sounds of machinery and the voices of the people at their stations like a combat knife through baby-soft skin.

    You see one of the more dilligent, if junior officers stationed here. Lieutenant Ryoko Nakamura. Not the first person you'd have wanted to talk to given how inflexible she tends to be compared to the other officers but she'd get the reports through.

    "Are you going to stand there like an idiot all day or do you have something to report?"

    If you don't shove your fist down her throat anyway.
    >> Anonymous 01/21/12(Sat)07:51 No.17617630
    rolled 29 = 29


    I did not need that Mental Image.
    Rolling for Spider Carnage.
    >> OPs Chief 01/21/12(Sat)07:52 No.17617635
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    Forgot the pic I wanted to post with that
    >> OPs Chief 01/21/12(Sat)07:53 No.17617639

    little too late. Maybe on the way out though.
    >> Anonymous 01/21/12(Sat)07:54 No.17617648

    Give an exact, professional as all hell report. She can't do shit if we don't act back. And hey, we have some professional pride.
    >> Anonymous 01/21/12(Sat)07:54 No.17617652
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    Give her a cocky smile.
    'Just here to give the patrol briefing Ma'am, I assume the techs gave ya the USB and papers already? Anything interesting?
    >> Anonymous 01/21/12(Sat)07:55 No.17617658
    rolled 38 = 38


    "For your Information, I've been Flat out like a lizard drinking. We ran into a couple-o mech's Built like a brick shithouse while out on Patrol, but thanks to your truly, they won't be a problem, and our little base here will survive without any additional holes. You should try gettin' out more, it's the most fun you can have with your pants on, Really."

    (Oh god the Australian sayings I just put into this. I feel dirty for knowing the slang of my own country.)
    >> Anonymous 01/21/12(Sat)07:56 No.17617659
    I wonder where that CnC is? Look like a naval aesthetic...
    >> Anonymous 01/21/12(Sat)07:58 No.17617672

    Combine these two. Cocky smile, little informal but very good report.
    >> OPs Chief 01/21/12(Sat)07:59 No.17617673
    Pretty much googled some control centers and picked out the most appropriate looking one for this.


    Post some rolls. If they're higher than >>17617658 then we'll go with the one with the bigger roll.
    >> Anonymous 01/21/12(Sat)08:00 No.17617677
    rolled 8 = 8


    Rolling for 'Cocky but good report'
    >> Anonymous 01/21/12(Sat)08:00 No.17617679

    What the fuck did I just read. that's not even english. That's just words strung together.
    >> OPs Chief 01/21/12(Sat)08:00 No.17617683

    This looks good. Also. Roll.

    Since we DID have a little to drink before getting there.
    >> Anonymous 01/21/12(Sat)08:01 No.17617685
    rolled 55 = 55


    For >>17617648
    >> Anonymous 01/21/12(Sat)08:02 No.17617700
    rolled 14 = 14

    As much as I like to include Aussie slang... That isn't Aussie slang. That is somebody googling "Aussie sayings" and mashing the results together.

    So, cocky but Informative - and if you can tone >>17617658 down, shove it in as part of it.
    >> Anonymous 01/21/12(Sat)08:03 No.17617702
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    rolled 81 = 81

    Rollan mine
    >> OPs Chief 01/21/12(Sat)08:12 No.17617742

    You shove off the alcohol induced idea to mouth off a little at the rather uptight Officer.

    "Well Ma'am. About a quarter way into our patrol my Squad and I bumped into an enemy unit carrying enough ordnance to light the entire base up like a barbecue back home."

    She seemed to frown at this. No, frown is the wrong word to use. It was like she bit into a rotting lemon filled with maggots.

    "And you didn't think to let us know?"

    "They could have gotten their Siege Mechs up and running by the time we let you in the know Ma'am. We pretty acted within protocol and managed to n-.. procure some salvage, as well as some intelligence."

    You stumble a little with your words, but you get the point across, barely managing to sound professional.

    Lieutenant Nakamura was still looking as tense as she always was, with a little bit of disbelief at how a seemingly incompetent person like yourself could pull something like that off.

    "We've had it sent to our decryption experts pilot. Inform the other members of your squad to report here as soon as possible so I can get a different perspective on this. Dismissed."


    You have made your report. You could leave to send the others over... or you could make one little verbal jab before leaving if you wished it.
    >> OPs Chief 01/21/12(Sat)08:13 No.17617745

    Either I need to type faster or refresh more often
    >> Anonymous 01/21/12(Sat)08:14 No.17617753
    rolled 65 = 65


    "Ya bloody wombat..."

    It 'tis a most heinous Insult. Horrible Indeed.
    >> Anonymous 01/21/12(Sat)08:16 No.17617761
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    "Been having any trouble with the quartermaster, ma'am?"

    I don't doubt that there's been grumbling about the base regarding the QMs almost dangerous logistics handling.
    >> Anonymous 01/21/12(Sat)08:18 No.17617769
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    Hadly an insult, but I don't think it'll matter in the endl.
    >> Anonymous 01/21/12(Sat)08:19 No.17617774
    rolled 70 = 70


    I really fucking hope we're muttering that under our breath.
    >> OPs Chief 01/21/12(Sat)08:25 No.17617795

    "I'm guessin the Quartermaster's been an ass to you to?"

    This earned you a rather vicious glare, clearly not caring for your questioning of her mood.

    "I seem to recall dismissing you to get your squadmates Raifedo. Why are you still here?"

    If words were as sharp as knives that last "here" would have been embedded into your forhead.

    "Alright! Alright! I'm going.... you bloody wombat."

    You muttered the insult as you left C&C. The Lieutenant glares at you, thinking perhaps almost hearing your words, but soon shrugged it off.

    You're back in the hallways again.

    The spider is STILL there. You suppress a twitch.

    What now?
    >> OPs Chief 01/21/12(Sat)08:26 No.17617799

    dear god what is with my grammar?
    >> Anonymous 01/21/12(Sat)08:29 No.17617809
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    Not this time! Smash it.
    >> Anonymous 01/21/12(Sat)08:29 No.17617815
    rolled 91 = 91

    Mah DICE
    >> Anonymous 01/21/12(Sat)08:29 No.17617816
    rolled 96 = 96


    Vent Anger on Eight legged freak. Use the secrect Australian Kung-Fu our Grandfather taught us.

    Aka. Punch it. Punch it hard.
    >> OPs Chief 01/21/12(Sat)08:38 No.17617859

    That 'Next time' that you promised that arachno-fucker? It happens to be right the hell now. Your shadow falls upon the considerably smaller life-form like the black silhouette of death lurking over a victim.

    In those beady eight eyes you can see it's fear for the last few moments it remained alive.

    Your hand becomes a mighty fist, tearing through the air to crush the pathetic arachnid that all but taunted you with its mere presence.

    What was left brought to mind the enemy infantryman Hong had stepped on for scorching the Red Mist. Only what was left of the spider had its skeleton (carapace, whatever it was) on the outside rather than on the in...

    As the triumph faded.... you realize that you probably shouldn't have hit it so hard. The wall seems to now bear an indentation of your fist along with several cracks.
    >> Anonymous 01/21/12(Sat)08:40 No.17617872
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    Ahem. Brush our hand off, whistle, proceed to tell Jack and co. to report for the debrief.
    >> Anonymous 01/21/12(Sat)08:47 No.17617913

    >> OPs Chief 01/21/12(Sat)08:55 No.17617975

    You proceed to speedwalk away from the scene, whistling innocently as you please as you quickly brushed your hand off.

    You find Jack, Hong and Aarushi easily enough. But what they're dealing with is considerably less so. They're in the middle of a heated argument, next to a set of trucks containing what could only be salvage from that incident you had with the patrol.

    The person who's giving your squadmates grief? The goddamn quartermaster.

    He's a scrawny, spotty, balding man who clearly did not read the instructions when he was hiding the grey in his hair because there were several splotches of black that seemed to creep down his forehead and look like rather ugly veins.

    "What the bleeding hell's going on here?!"

    "Bastard's locking down all the stuff we brought in!"
    >> Anonymous 01/21/12(Sat)08:59 No.17617994
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    Define 'All...'
    If he's talking about the military hardware, let him have it. After all, we're a Special operations force, not mercenaries. However. If he's talking about some of the 'other' goods, he can fuck RIGHT off...
    >> OPs Chief 01/21/12(Sat)09:05 No.17618035

    "Hold up there mate. Don't you think you're over-reacting a little? We could use the gear sure but-"

    You stop mid sentence. You notice that among the things loaded up for storage were the... "other" goods that were hiding among the military hard ware.

    Oh no this bastard did not!

    "What the flying fuck is the big idea here arsehole!? We got this stuff fair and square!"

    The quartermaster sneers at you.

    "All salvage has to be processed by me. Until then you can't put your dirty gwailo hands on it at all."
    >> Anonymous 01/21/12(Sat)09:11 No.17618068
    'I can tell you roite now that those particular beverages are not going to look to good crammed into your eye socket. Leme tell you something; You're walking on thin ice, I don't think you want the trouble that's gonna come from this. You've got enough enemies on base as is, mate.'
    >> Anonymous 01/21/12(Sat)09:12 No.17618070

    Gwailo? That bastard better be more polite.

    We can't slug him or we'll NEVER get more supplies. There any reasonable superiors we could bring this too? Maybe a couple that wouldn't mind a glass of the really nice alcohol we found?
    >> OPs Chief 01/21/12(Sat)09:21 No.17618132

    The quartermaster tenses at your threat, but then he laughs it off with the ugliest grin you've ever seen. And you've seen plenty of those.

    He walks over to you and condescendingly pats you on the cheek.

    "You think because you're a pilot you get to wear big boy trousers. But in this base? Everyone my bitch. You fuck with me? You pay. Dearly."

    Your blood boils at the sheer smugness in his tone, your squadmates are none too pleased either.


    It takes everything you have to fight the urge to knock every single tooth this smarmy bastard has out of his mouth.

    Oh you know a few people on the food chain that would bring down a hell of a shitstorm on this man. Captain Lim and Commandant Sayid.

    The former was usually at C&C, but is probably getting some rest since the Lt. was there.

    As for the Commandant he was recalled to Central Command a week ago and was expected to be back in a few days.
    >> Anonymous 01/21/12(Sat)09:25 No.17618164
    As much as it pains me, we might have to let it go, for now. I don't think we want a Court-Martial despite how good it would feel. Perhaps a particularly nasty prank is in order, when he least expects it?
    >> Anonymous 01/21/12(Sat)09:31 No.17618216
    Assuming the ranking system is not Navy, I'd speak to the Captain first about the quartermaster being a complete dick, and then recommend he take it higher in the food chain. A worker isn't going to talk directly to the commandant, not unless they were friends or confidants.

    Also, gonna insult the quartermaster on the way to the captain AFTER informing the squad about the need to report to Lt. Nakamura
    >> OPs Chief 01/21/12(Sat)09:40 No.17618295

    Nicely spotted. This is indeed using the Army Rank System.


    You take a deep breath and mentally count to ten before regarding your squad.

    "You three probably shouldn't waste anymore time on this. Head down to C&C for a debrief."

    Aarushi raised an eyebrow, looking somewhat confused - though it was still tinged with smoldering annoyance.

    "But I thought that you had already been debriefed. Usually its just-"

    "The LT has the floor."

    You shrug lightly as your squad gets the message. Jack was giving the Quartermaster a look as venomous as a box jellyfish. Hong was muttering curses at the Quartermaster that were common to both of them. Out of the three though Aarushi was making a commendable attempt to calm herself.

    Now that the debriefing situation was taken care of, lets toss the most vilest insult we can at this guy before heading off to see the captain.
    >> Anonymous 01/21/12(Sat)09:44 No.17618331
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    Vilest insult eh? Gonna have to think on that one. I know too many insults to pick just one.

    I just hope the Captain is up for a discussion at 12am?
    >> OPs Chief 01/21/12(Sat)09:47 No.17618358

    There may or may not be a roll to see what his temperament is like when you wake him up.
    >> Anonymous 01/21/12(Sat)09:49 No.17618375
    rolled 76 = 76


    Bloody Captcha wasn't letting me post, had frozen or something. But I'm back, let's go sort out this supply-line Mess.
    >> Anonymous 01/21/12(Sat)09:50 No.17618377
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    Wait. Wake him up? Sure a spat with a Requisitions officer is significant but I doubt it calls for us to wake up our superior officer to complain about it.

    If he's asleep let him rest, we can talk about it in the morning. If he's awake then we can get down to business.
    >> Anonymous 01/21/12(Sat)09:52 No.17618391
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    Hot diggity.
    >> OPs Chief 01/21/12(Sat)09:55 No.17618409

    Well congratulations. The moment someone has something suitable to call the quartermaster, you'll be able to get some discussion done without worry.
    >> Anonymous 01/21/12(Sat)10:01 No.17618445

    Ya' Bloody Wombat!
    >> Anonymous 01/21/12(Sat)10:05 No.17618474
    Pathetic little slime.

    Just throwing doublecunt at someone just seems overly crude.
    >> OPs Chief 01/21/12(Sat)10:11 No.17618509

    "Going to leave now then kangaroo bitch boy? Maybe I get you dress next time you come here."

    "Fuck off you pathetic little slime. Get your sick kicks from someone else."

    You stride away, pondering revenge on the quartermaster as you keep moving to the officer's quarters. Halfway to your desired location you spot the ruffled but distinct form of Captain Wayne J. Lim.

    "Cap'n Lim sir!"

    "Hmh... Raifedo?"

    He seems genuinely surprised, then relieved.

    "You've got good timing, I'll give you that much. I was about to go looking for you."

    He was?
    >> Anonymous 01/21/12(Sat)10:18 No.17618543

    "What is it sir?"

    Friendly and respectful. We want this guy to give us a hand, we won't be an ass to him.
    >> Anonymous 01/21/12(Sat)10:22 No.17618558
    After you, Sir.
    >> OPs Chief 01/21/12(Sat)10:26 No.17618575

    You question the captain respectfully. he lets out a ragged sigh and runs a hand through his hair.

    "Command just sent a communique by. They're taking a big chunk out of our personnel. Between the base falling apart and the situation with our supplies Morale's going to be in the shit. Especially since it looks like the Commandant's not going to be coming back."

    Lim seems to regard you with an absolutely DEAD SERIOUS look.

    "I need to ask you Raifedo. If I ordered you to frame someone on the base for sabotage so we can kill him to improve morale. Would you?"
    >> Anonymous 01/21/12(Sat)10:31 No.17618594
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    It's a trap. It's a trap. It's a trap. But I reckon we could.

    "Order's are orders, Sir. If you think that's what needs to be done, then I can make it happen."
    >> OPs Chief 01/21/12(Sat)10:42 No.17618645

    The Captain nods firmly at your statement.

    "I don't have to say that this has to be kept quiet."

    The Captain hands some papers over to you. They look like financial papers, minutia that you glance over... consisting mainly of supplies.

    "I need you to plant these in the quartermaster's supply shed. I've pulled the guards from there to work on something else."

    Do you ask the Captain anything else?
    >> Anonymous 01/21/12(Sat)10:45 No.17618662
    "Are things really this bad, Sir? I'm assuming that 'going on leave' isn't the reason the Commandant has been reassigned."

    If he doesn't want to talk about it, just salute and leave.
    >> OPs Chief 01/21/12(Sat)11:00 No.17618750

    Captain Lim seems hesitant to speak of it... but...

    "Things are getting ugly Raifedo. The UEL's planning something big, we don't have anything to sway those fence sitters in the Middle East, the LGA's probably waiting for someone to make a move..."

    He takes a deep breath before speaking again.

    "And with how hard the Seperatists are starting to push... we risk fighting on one front we're going to leave our asses open. The Commandant's leave has to do with the additional defenses we're putting up at the Seperatist's front door."

    The Captain is clearly troubled. Very troubled.

    "Unless we can pull off some sort of miracle we might be looking at some serious shit... so we need every single damn way possible to keep the men going... I'm hoping you can understand that."
    >> Anonymous 01/21/12(Sat)11:07 No.17618790
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    "Understood, Sir." Salute and leave.

    Get a look at the papers. Do they give an indication of their classification? Are we looking to dump them on his desk or will we need to file them?

    Also write a short note and place it under Jack's pillow. Don't give any names or objectives, just if this turns out to be a Sting we have someone else who know something Black was going on.
    >> OPs Chief 01/21/12(Sat)11:16 No.17618847

    After looking over the papers you seem to note that it hammers out an agreement between the quartermaster and several independent contractors and arms dealers looking for military grade hardware.

    Other papers generally seem to be records of sale. Given that its the quartermaster's supply shed you were probably going to have to hide them somewhere.

    This strikes you as very suspicious because its all very clean and thought out. Its too obvious to be damning evidence for the quartermaster.

    Your earlier instinct that something was very wrong has paid off.

    You quickly move to leave a note to Jack.

    "Mate. Things are going in the shit. Keep the amber safe."
    >> Anonymous 01/21/12(Sat)11:20 No.17618888
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    Grab your service pistol and hide it in your waistband. Also grab that roll of electrical tape. You never know...

    Approach the Quartermaster's office without doing any overt sneaking, but check the area to make sure of anybody still around.
    >> OPs Chief 01/21/12(Sat)11:26 No.17618941

    You make your way to the quartermaster's office. Prepared with tape, pistol and papers.

    You see no one present. But your soldier's instinct tells you that anything can go wrong.

    Do you take a second look around to see if you missed anything or go right in?
    >> Anonymous 01/21/12(Sat)11:28 No.17618957
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    Better keep an eye out. It might be late, but bases have strange shifts. Give another sweep of the room.
    >> OPs Chief 01/21/12(Sat)11:32 No.17618999

    Once more you don't see anything out of place. But you just can't help but feel uneasy.

    The room was.... to put it bluntly - a mess. There was barely any room in here to maneuver let alone work. You can spot ammunition stacks, MREs, boxes of varying contents as well as more than a few cabinets.

    The room was barely lit. The ceiling also happened to be covered with duct tape.
    >> Anonymous 01/21/12(Sat)11:38 No.17619070
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    First things first, can we see outside? If so make it so when can keep an eye on events outside.
    Then search the room for semi-relevant files, and attempt to hide them somewhere where an investigation would turn them up. Hiding them under 'expenditures' would be too obvious, but hiding them in a pile of obsolete papers in a corner is no good either. Gotta find a happy medium, a place where you'd hide illegitimate paperwork you needed to keep track of.
    >> OPs Chief 01/21/12(Sat)11:44 No.17619134

    Its possible to see events occurring outside, but only at a certain angle.

    As for finding a place to stash the papers it seems that you're having trouble finding a place for them.

    You nearly knock something over in the process but it looks like you're safe. There's something terribly off about the room though.

    >> Anonymous 01/21/12(Sat)11:45 No.17619142
    rolled 30 = 30

    Search the room.
    >> Anonymous 01/21/12(Sat)11:46 No.17619158
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    Fuck you /tg/ dice
    >> OPs Chief 01/21/12(Sat)11:58 No.17619246

    You search the room but nothing apparent seems to be-... wait. You spot the source of your unease... or what you can assume to be the source.

    Its a spider.

    You twitch in disgust at its many-eyed gaze. It is out of your reach.

    You need to find a hiding place for the papers soon, you think you hear someone coming towards the room.
    >> Anonymous 01/21/12(Sat)12:01 No.17619261
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    rolled 80 = 80

    Look around for any potential locations where I can conceal myself. If there's nowhere, just hide the papers at the bottom of the 'In' pile on his desk. Then bluff our way out of here.
    >> Anonymous 01/21/12(Sat)12:03 No.17619278

    why is Bibi from spiderquest here!
    >> Anonymous 01/21/12(Sat)12:04 No.17619291
    Commando spider.
    >> OPs Chief 01/21/12(Sat)12:09 No.17619326

    You rapidly search for a hiding spot around the room. You noticed that some of the boxes have some tarp laying on top of them.

    Using your stealth training you cleverly craft a hiding place and use the shadows to your advantage so that your clever hiding spot would draw no suspicion in the mess of this room.

    Its the Lieutenant. She's got her sidearm out and is looking around the room with a look of cold professionalism. She lowers it though and looks concerned. For a heart-stopping moment she looks right at you. But then she looks away, clearly unthreatened.

    The problem is. You're stuck in a room with her. With incriminating papers in hand and she doesn't look like she was going to leave anytime soon.
    >> OPs Chief 01/21/12(Sat)12:11 No.17619338
    Oh dear god no its not Bibi!

    I wouldn't think of unleashing Eric upon her
    >> Anonymous 01/21/12(Sat)12:11 No.17619339
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    rolled 72 = 72

    Keep as quiet as possible, it's very likely that she might shoot first ask questions later. Especially if we startle her.
    >> OPs Chief 01/21/12(Sat)12:19 No.17619391

    Once more, your stealth training pays off. The Lieutenant is getting antsy. Chewing her lip and fiddling with her gun.

    Another set of footsteps. Its the Quartermaster.

    "What are you doing here Japanese bitch?!"

    It was clear she was not amused one bit.

    "I'm conducting an investigation Quartermaster there was su-"

    "Well go conduct investigation in barracks! Sure soldiers would enjoy you!"

    She was getting more than a little frustrated now.

    "Listen here. The Captain has given-"

    "You blow Captain for rank. Now he giving you other kind of job to get you out from between his legs. Fuck off!"

    It was like watching a pissing-contest between the two people you loathed the most on base. You had no idea who to root for.

    The Lieutenant punches the quartermaster across the face and leaves. The man who you were supposed to frame promptly picks himself off the floor and holds his bloodied mouth, sending out fiery curses at her while shaking his fist. Soon evacuating the room himself.

    Once more, you are alone. As you prepare to leave your hiding place you spot something in the dim light of the room.
    >> Anonymous 01/21/12(Sat)12:21 No.17619400
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    What is it? Some kind of device?
    >> OPs Chief 01/21/12(Sat)12:25 No.17619431

    You move over to get a better look at it. Its a camera. It's been observing you the entire time you've been here. But from the looks of things there's no visible way its sending its recordings to a different location - probably meaning that everything it saw is still on it.

    But this was a peculiar situation. If the Lieutenant had possibly come here to apprehend you, why did she not check the recording device?
    >> Anonymous 01/21/12(Sat)12:29 No.17619452

    Clearly she didn't know. Which means she's a patsy.
    >> Anonymous 01/21/12(Sat)12:30 No.17619460

    you mean unleashing her upon eric. Although the chances would be high she finds a way to communicate with him and then goes on adventures with him
    >> Anonymous 01/21/12(Sat)12:30 No.17619461
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    It could be the quartermaster's anti-snooping device. Either way we should plant the files and get out of here. Taking the data card out of the camera is the best bet, as we simply cant leave it here.

    Would our MAV computer be able to read the files?
    >> Anonymous 01/21/12(Sat)12:32 No.17619482

    >> Anonymous 01/21/12(Sat)12:35 No.17619495
    I think it's some sort of automated AA gun. Certainly not a main battle tank.
    >> OPs Chief 01/21/12(Sat)12:35 No.17619500

    It would. You hide the papers and proceed to open up the anti-snooping device to get at its datacard. Unfortunately something goes terribly wrong somewhere as you fumble with the device and it hits the ground with a crack.

    Someone is coming.


    >> Anonymous 01/21/12(Sat)12:37 No.17619511
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    >> Anonymous 01/21/12(Sat)12:44 No.17619566
    >Implying that AA+tanks is viable in a world of drones

    Are you willing to reconsider your position in light of factual evidence or will you let my planes slip through your terribly outdated defenses?

    Guns on tanks are for 2 things in modern times: Killing mans, and killing armored targets. They are good at doing the former because modern tanks are accurate up to 3 kilometers. They are good at 2 because you don't need to send your squishy mans into the man-squishing range of your opponents' tanks.

    Because of the speeds and distances involved with modern aircraft, it requires not only incredibly fast missiles, but incredibly fast missiles launched from an also incredibly fast platform to stand a chance at taking them down. This is why predator drones and cruise missiles are used instead of flak guns.
    >> OPs Chief 01/21/12(Sat)12:47 No.17619581

    You barely manage to conceal yourself in time as someone else enters.

    Its Captain Lim. He sees the now damaged device on the ground and opens it up. The datacard is cracked and useless.

    His normally calm - if generally stressed features become disgusted and agitated before he takes a deep breath.

    He opens a few of the cabinets to pull out some files before scattering them across the ground. He withdraws a bottle that you swear you saw among the supplies you "liberated" during your patrol.

    He opens it up and proceeded to pour it across the ground and throw the bottle at the wall... uncomfortably too close to you.

    He moves to the side of the door. Clearly an ambush position before drawing out a comm-bead.

    "Lieutenant. I found something at the Quartermaster's office. Get over here. ASAP."
    >> Anonymous 01/21/12(Sat)12:49 No.17619597
    Look at the fucking thing. I would only deploy something like that against WWI biplanes. I'm bewildered by your aggressive response.

    I'm not sure why you're telling me this. I didn't even draw it. And I don't even care what it could be theoretically be used for.

    >> Anonymous 01/21/12(Sat)12:54 No.17619638
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    Aww shit. Draw our pistol and (quietly) deactivate the safety. The instant before the Lieutenant comes through the door step out and tell him to freeze.

    We can't get ourselves framed for Sabotage. Or the Lieutenant's murder.
    >> Anonymous 01/21/12(Sat)12:56 No.17619661

    He's going to try and kill her? I'm pretty sure we can't allow that. She may be stuffy but this is outright murder.

    Draw our pistol and prepare.
    >> OPs Chief 01/21/12(Sat)12:58 No.17619679

    Your heart hammers as the footsteps of someone approaching start to get closer.

    You slowly and carefully flip the safety of your pistol off. You can see that Captain Lim has done the same.

    Your timing had to be perfect. If this goes wrong you would be up shit creek without a paddle, and the boat would spring a leak.

    You see her start to enter the door. The Captain is about to make his move.

    >> Anonymous 01/21/12(Sat)12:59 No.17619694
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    rolled 54 = 54

    Come on don't fail me now...
    >> Anonymous 01/21/12(Sat)13:02 No.17619719
    rolled 98 = 98

    >> Anonymous 01/21/12(Sat)13:03 No.17619727

    Please take this one OP.
    >> Anonymous 01/21/12(Sat)13:03 No.17619728
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    Come Comrade 98. I've been alone in this thread too long. And it's 4:30 am and I'm TIRED.
    >> Anonymous 01/21/12(Sat)13:06 No.17619755
    >"Future Tanks"
    >Suggest why it's retarded

    If you want to get meta about my posts; I said it was dumb. You defended its dumb with more dumb, and then were bewildered when I called you out on your dumb. Then you dumbed it up some more. This is the response to that dumb, indicating that you've crossed the dumb line and went full-retard.

    In conclusion, please stop dumbing, it hurts us.
    >> Anonymous 01/21/12(Sat)13:07 No.17619768
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    Oh god it's Christmas.
    And Santa Claus is OP.
    And the 98 is me being a good boy all year.
    >> Anonymous 01/21/12(Sat)13:12 No.17619803
    Honestly couldn't find it around the time (my time, anyway) OP specified last thread and I got distracted. Otherwise, would've had perfect attendance.

    Also, Chief, look into the 4chan extension (for Chrome) or plugin (for Firefox) for the ability to keep up-to-date to the minute on the thread. It's the one they suggest in the FAQ I think.
    >> OPs Chief 01/21/12(Sat)13:12 No.17619804
    Just saw it. Deleted the thing I did for the 54.


    The moment Lieutenant Nakamura stepped in, everything seemed to slow to a standstill. Adrenaline pumped through your veins and your pulse hammered in your ears as you moved.

    You didn't hear the word that left your lips, but the others did. Captain Lim's hand had stopped right before the Lieutenant where it was poised to grab her to pull her close for an unavoidable kill shot. One that you saved her from.

    Captain Lim summed up his situation with one word.


    Please stop this. Both of you.
    >> Anonymous 01/21/12(Sat)13:13 No.17619809
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    I wasn't really defending it... It's a FUTURE tank after all. It might shoot homing lasers with a 500,000 mile range that always hit it's target.

    But it's just stupid. I was AGREEING with you.
    >> Anonymous 01/21/12(Sat)13:13 No.17619815

    "Gun down Captain, nice and easy."
    >> Anonymous 01/21/12(Sat)13:16 No.17619838
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    'Lim, You got half a second to explain before I decorate the pretty lieutenant's face with the insides of yours.'
    >> OPs Chief 01/21/12(Sat)13:21 No.17619880
    Just downloaded it. Thanks for the suggestion.


    Captain Lim grimaces and slowly lowers the gun. Letting it slowly slip from his fingers. Its on the floor.

    The Lieutenant, caught off guard by the whole situation, backs off a little and draws her sidearm. Her hand is shaky as she keeps it on the Captain.


    The Captain snorts. There's a smirk on his face.

    "Money. I spent the better part of my life fighting for the PAA and I get stuck out here. A couple of guys in the Middle East and their UEL buddies gave me a lot of money to make sure this place fell apart. Break the men, break the fort after all."

    He was still smiling. Something's wrong here. Very wrong.
    >> Anonymous 01/21/12(Sat)13:22 No.17619895

    Fuck...he's got buddies...or a plan. A merc doesn't grin when caught without a plan. He's not a fanatic.

    I guess she's in charge now. Suggest we get him the hell out of here...because it's likely something bad is about to happen.
    >> Anonymous 01/21/12(Sat)13:25 No.17619916
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    So I guess that wrecking crew out in the Jungle was operating under your direction. And I can guess they weren't the only one.
    >> Anonymous 01/21/12(Sat)13:29 No.17619943
    "Talk, explain what the hell yoi're grinnin' 'bout, you two-faced snake. Remember y'won't be able t'enjoy yoi're dirty money if'n yer head's lost it's place on yoi're shoulders."
    >> Anonymous 01/21/12(Sat)13:31 No.17619969
    >post stupid, pretentious-as-fuck picture
    >expect people to ignore it

    >barrels like that
    >given benefit of the doubt: again, exposed housing, shitty angling, zero practical use, inefficient design and application

    Please take a second to do thinking before making dumb.
    >> OPs Chief 01/21/12(Sat)13:32 No.17619983

    At this his smirk only seems to be glued onto his face and didn't look like it was leaving. He didn't say a word more.


    "Hey Lieutenant. Guess you get a promotion since this son of a bitch is a damn dirty traitor."

    Nakamura nods. She was still clearly disturbed by the whole situation though.

    "Listen, you're probably scared shitless that Mr. Friendly Superior Officer here tried to off you, but we've got a situation here. Think you can take charge once we get this shitpiece locked up?"

    "I'll try..."

    "Oh you've got more than a situation here..."

    There was an explosion outside. And it was accompanied by alarms. A few more explosions.

    The Lieutenant had a panicked look on her face and stumbles as another explosion rocked the ground and rattled the contents of the room.

    Lim uses this moment to grab his gun.

    >> Anonymous 01/21/12(Sat)13:34 No.17619996
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    Are you for real?
    >> Anonymous 01/21/12(Sat)13:35 No.17620013
    rolled 4, 94 = 98

    Come on!
    >> Anonymous 01/21/12(Sat)13:36 No.17620031
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    >> mick824 01/21/12(Sat)13:38 No.17620055
    rolled 27, 66 = 93

    >> mick824 01/21/12(Sat)13:45 No.17620136
    >> OPs Chief 01/21/12(Sat)13:46 No.17620148

    You were not prepared when Lim raised his gun at you. A shot rings out before the sound of yet another explosion drowns it. Pain.

    Your pulse is hammering wildly. You look down and see blood.

    There's a thump on the floor.

    Lim is on the ground, bleeding and in pain.

    The Lieutenant almost drops her gun before her grip tightens on it to the point her fingers are going pale.

    The bullet that the turncoat fired skidded along your shoulder. It was not a pleasant feeling.

    And you obviously know that being in a room full of military supplies while explosions were happening would not lead to pleasant feelings either.
    >> Anonymous 01/21/12(Sat)13:48 No.17620164
    As real as your blistering blue barnacles.
    >> mick824 01/21/12(Sat)13:50 No.17620189
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    why did i frigging roll?
    >> Anonymous 01/21/12(Sat)13:51 No.17620194
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    I knew I grabbed that electrical tape for a reason. Bind his hands with it and then haul him out.

    'Lieutenant, you need ta get to the CnC and take control. I'll follow with this (Kick Lim) scum. We need to figure out what's going on.'
    >> Anonymous 01/21/12(Sat)13:53 No.17620214
    Ok. I can dig it.
    >> Anonymous 01/21/12(Sat)13:56 No.17620236

    Hopefully the shot didn't break the bone or something. That could mean surgery and long, painful recovery.
    >> mick824 01/21/12(Sat)13:57 No.17620244
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    oh phew, i forgot that Lim was the captain and not the lieutenant. damn for a second i thought i fucked up
    >> OPs Chief 01/21/12(Sat)13:58 No.17620250

    It kind of stings when you move your injured arm to properly bind Lim. But its a lot better than what he's probably feeling.

    "Lieutenant, you need ta get to the CnC and take control. I'll follow with this -You give Lim a kick right in the bullet wound, earning a scream- scum. We need to figure out what's going on"

    She nods in understanding, but there was some very real fear on her face, as well as some concern. She tries to get professional.

    "A...Alright. I'm counting on you Pilot."
    >> OPs Chief 01/21/12(Sat)13:59 No.17620267

    Thankfully as painful as the injury is, you don't think your bones are damaged.

    Hurts like hell to move it though.
    >> Anonymous 01/21/12(Sat)14:01 No.17620282
    Ah, it says it skidded along the shoulder. Our arm is still should be good to go.

    We need to get into our mech. We are being attacked!
    >> Anonymous 01/21/12(Sat)14:05 No.17620321
    Well, go with the Lt then.
    >> Anonymous 01/21/12(Sat)14:07 No.17620342
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    Just kinda had this reaction to her words.

    Anyways. Hoist Lim up, in a fireman's carry on our good shoulder. If we can, go past the staging area where we'd normally meet our squad. If they're there, tell em to armour up and we'll join them once we've dropped Lim off.

    The LT has the floor.
    >> OPs Chief 01/21/12(Sat)14:18 No.17620441

    As you get outside it gets clear that the explosions were not just explosive charges. You can see silhouettes of Siege Mechs in the distance as well as more of those Gatling-Mechs and Target Painters.

    You have to move. NOW. You put Lim over your good shoulder and run like hell.

    The route you take leads you towards the staging area your squad makes the most use of. You can see Jack and Aarushi rushing towards it.

    You all get to cover as quickly as possible.

    "Jesus Christ! Looks like the shitstorm out there didn't like us grabbing their stuff!"

    "Jack. Not now. Where's Hong?"

    "He managed to get here ahead of us. He's with the boys from Third Squad right now."

    Nakamura chooses this moment to make herself known to the squad.

    "I need you two to power up your MAVs and get out there."

    She looks quickly at the machines still present.

    "Try and do something about the enemy bombardment."

    Aarushi and Jack share a look, then look at you and Lim on your shoulder.

    "Do what she says. This asshole on my shoulder has fuck-all authority now."

    They nod and get moving.

    3d100 to get to C&C, the casualties Third Squad will take and if enemy forces will make your day worse.
    >> Anonymous 01/21/12(Sat)14:20 No.17620453
    rolled 96, 25, 13 = 134

    Well, here goes nothing
    >> Anonymous 01/21/12(Sat)14:20 No.17620459
    rolled 3, 48, 52 = 103

    >> Anonymous 01/21/12(Sat)14:21 No.17620461
    rolled 30, 40, 45 = 115

    >> Anonymous 01/21/12(Sat)14:22 No.17620472
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    Nice work /tg/...
    >> Anonymous 01/21/12(Sat)14:24 No.17620492
    Lets see you do better.
    >> Anonymous 01/21/12(Sat)14:26 No.17620512
    I rolled the last one, arguably the worst set.
    What? You thought I was blaming you for random rolls or something?
    >> Anonymous 01/21/12(Sat)14:27 No.17620521
    rolled 68, 22, 15 = 105

    earth? Mostly harmless.
    >> OPs Chief 01/21/12(Sat)14:29 No.17620539

    You and the Lieutenant, along with your prisoner do your best to weave through the very literal firestorm that was ripping through the base.

    Between the wreckage/debris, gunfire and explosions getting to the C&C building was a trial in patience.

    Patience that was promptly tried when a quadrupedal machine that was so very clearly hostile stepped into view and proceeded to torch a trio of fleeing mechanics with its turret mounted flamethrowers.

    The "Spider Tank" turns its sights to you, and was promptly hammered repeatedly by a storm of bullets before it crumpled to the ground, its fuel tanks exploding.

    Red Mist stepped into view. Hong's machine turns to regard you and the Lieutenant for a moment in acknowledgement before getting back into the fight.

    Unfortunately, as Hong went off - it seemed that he may have missed out the chance to gun down some enemy infantry. Which had now caught sight of you.
    >> Anonymous 01/21/12(Sat)14:29 No.17620544
    >You thought I was blaming you for random rolls or something?

    Nah, I wasn't serious.
    >> mick824 01/21/12(Sat)14:30 No.17620554
    rolled 85, 20, 77 = 182

    let's see if i can not fuck this up
    >> OPs Chief 01/21/12(Sat)14:32 No.17620567

    Little late there Mick
    >> Anonymous 01/21/12(Sat)14:33 No.17620576
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    We need to find some cover. If all we have is 2 pistols between us we're gonna have a tough fight ahead of us.
    >> Anonymous 01/21/12(Sat)14:35 No.17620604
    PEWPEWPEW the infantry with our pea-shooters while we keep running further on.
    >> mick824 01/21/12(Sat)14:36 No.17620618
    i noticed it sir
    >> OPs Chief 01/21/12(Sat)14:37 No.17620622

    With the amount of wreckage and debris strewn about it wasn't difficult to find cover. The problem is the fact that they proceeded to pin the both of you down with suppressing fire.

    Truly this was a tough situation.


    Alright guys, I'm going to have to stop here. Its 3.40AM in the morning for me and I've got some stuff to take care of for Chinese New Year.

    Next session will be at 9PM Central Time Monday.
    >> Anonymous 01/21/12(Sat)14:42 No.17620676
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    I'll be unable to make it, but I'll look forward to reading the archive. Thanks Chief.

    Has anyone archived this session yet?
    >> OPs Chief 01/21/12(Sat)14:45 No.17620716
    Doesn't look like it
    >> Anonymous 01/21/12(Sat)14:47 No.17620728
    I'll take care of it, OP.
    >> OPs Chief 01/21/12(Sat)14:48 No.17620734

    Awesome. You're a good man anon.
    >> Anonymous 01/21/12(Sat)14:52 No.17620789
    Also OP, this is basically Front Mission, isn't it?
    >> OPs Chief 01/21/12(Sat)14:53 No.17620808

    Its influenced a little by it
    >> Anonymous 01/21/12(Sat)15:05 No.17620912
    Alright OP and fellow readers, it's archived at http://suptg.thisisnotatrueending.com/archive/17617453/
    Make sure to upvote if you enjoyed it!

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