Prior Thread: http://suptg.thisisnotatrueending.com/archive/19025951Archive: http://suptg.thisisnotatrueending.com/archive.html?tags=Maverick%20Hunter%20QuestMusic: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=afCfbnOBAnsYou are Anode, A-class maverick hunter, and currently riding high.
You are on-mission to retire Lockon Bloodhound, alongside fellow 4th Overland member India. While she flew low, daring strafing runs (with a heavy-ass transport, no less), you not only captured three enemy combatants, but a valuable Rabbit Ride Armor as well.With only minor damage that your repair systems are mending even now, you finish securing your perimeter as the second transport of your troops sets down. India catches up to you as you start directing them, twirling a mechnical bit around her finger."All done?" you ask as the plane offloads its Berets and Gun Volts."Mmhmm," she says, wiping her oily hand off on your armor. "That Ride's not going anywhere until we want it to--unless he calls in an airlift," she adds wryly. "Great." You nonchalantly ignite your misericorde, the intense blade quickly heating the oil to flashpoint as you wave it near. India raises an eyebrow as you burn her handprint off. "Still got three more flights coming in, but we've got enough troops here to get started."
The entrance to the facility is a maintenance accessway near to the main silo doors. You'll have to go nearly single-file, and it's almost sure to be defended. That said, there's also a main entryway which would allow you hit with the full breadth of your strike force. The downside to that, of course, is that it cuts both ways. If the side paths are guarded, then the front will surely be fully entrenched.Which approach do you want to take?>Maintenance hallway>Assault the front doors
>>19207787Have a few people cause some commotion near the front, not a direct assault but enough to make the defenders nervous and to focus their efforts over there, have them try to seem like a larger force than they are. Then strike through the Maintenance hallway.
So first off, sorry, sorry, fucking sorry for the delay. I actually didn't want to post now, since there are a handful of quests active, but if I keep waiting for a time when I'm free and the board is mostly clear, I'd never start again.>>19207897"Two ways in," you note. "Yeah. What're you thinking?" "We send two thirds of what we've got now to camp the main entrance, rattle their cages a little. Rest follow us through the maintenance access. It's almost single file anyway, we'll get greater payoff from one of us being in front."India nods. "Plus we'll want to lock that front entrance down anyway. Works for me." She turns and addresses the Berets. "Take some Gun Volts and put the fear of God in 'em at the main path. Make it look like you're gearing up for a push. Put the 'loids near to the front, they're bigger. Helps hide your numbers." The Beret gives a sharp salute and starts separating the forces. India looks back to you. "Once we have more crew on the ground, we'll send them in after us for a linkup. Post checkpoints to keep our back clear."First positions will probably be the most well-defended, so even with your relatively bare strike team, reinforcements should catch up by the time you break the enemy lines. "Okay then," you agree, "let's get a move on."
>>19208049Once we're in the base we should be able to screw over their entrenchments from within meaning once we get in we can open the floodgates, the floodgates of mechanical death.
>>19208049India unslings her buster rifle as she moves--she wasn't kidding when she said it was top-of-the-line, the barrel gleaming with unmarred chrome finish. She pulls a wire from behind the stock and runs it into her arm, linking her power core to bolster the weapon's output."Damn, you haven't even broken that thing in yet, have you?" you ask as you walk."Haven't had the chance yet. And besides, look who's talking, new guy.""I'd say I'm plenty broken-in. Weasel, Wallaby, Jagwire...""Then thanks for volunteering to go in first, then, luv," she says cheerfully. "But seriously, you take point, I'll cover you. You can take a hit a damn sight better than I can.""You and Cathode, man," you mock-grumble. "Always taking hits for pretty girls." The accessway door is angled slightly, flush with a hillside. India takes to one side of it, and you the other. The berets follow suit, as does the lone Head Gunner you took on your little sojourn. You look at your partner. She adjusts her grip on her rifle, and nods. Busters primed, you elbow the hatch release. Nothing happens.You cautiously peer around the corner. Nothing. Just a long narrow approach, vanishing into the dark of the base, walls lined with pipes.>IT'S A TRAP TAKE THE FRONT DOOR>Something something Zhuge Liang. We got this.
>>19208159>Something something Zhuge Liang. We got this.We already have men on the front door which is entrenched. Nothing ventured, nothing gained. Though we should arc some electricity down one of those pipes before we do anything else, see what happens.
Good to see Maverick Hunter Quest again.We be genre-savvy, so it is trapped.
>>19208172This, electrocute the pipes. But if nothing happens then we may as well throw ourselves into the trap and trust India to bail us out.
>>19208489Thanks. I'll try not to let it go so long in the future. Got reasons, of course, but I won't get into it. >>19208172>>19208603You're all silent a moment, sweeping the corridor with your guns."So... Deathtrap?" India asks."As a rule. Though, maybe not... gotta assume it is, but given how much they threw at us first, maybe that was their best shot at repelling an attack.""Maybe. No way he missed this passage, though.""No, but maybe he wants us to think it's a trap so we'll throw ourselves at his strongpoint.""Can't know for sure, but you're right.""I'm gonna spend some juice and zap the pipes, see if we shake anything loose.""Hold that thought," she says. "And cover me." Carefully, she slips inside the access, slinging her rifle again. She pulls her goggles down with one hand as she puts the other to the wall, running them along the pipes.She's quiet for a moment, before she turns back, grinning, and pulls the eyepiece back up. "Activity a ways further down. Not much, but it's there." "How the hell..." you start."Pilot's only as good as what she knows," India replies smoothly. "Sensor suite in the headgear, tactile feedback through tapping in the pipes. You got enough to fry 'em?"You check your capacitors. "Sadly, no. Not transmitted through the pipes, anyway.""How about you hit them right before we move in? Put 'em off guard with a zap tap, then we rush 'em?">Sounds like a plan.>Screw, let's just go.>Other?
>>19208738>Sounds like a plan.Good to see you back in action, Command.>I actually didn't want to post now, since there are a handful of quests active, but if I keep waiting for a time when I'm free and the board is mostly clear, I'd never start again.I don't blame you. Still, these threads have a habit of lasting longer than most, so I'm sure it'll be fine.
>>19208738wait, what's in these pipes. Could she tell? Because if it's water under pressure we could hit the pipes they're standing near THEN light them up.
>>19208873I think that's the idea (good call for bringing India along). Right before we engage, we arc some juice through the pipes, catching everyone inside with a good jolt. While they're stunned, we charge them and smash them.
>>19208948No. Sorry, I wasn't clear. India rounds the corner and snipes the pipes with her new gun. The water sprays all over the enemy and hopefully leaves a big puddle on the floor. At that point, Anode goes in and fries the lot of them in one fell swoop.
>>19208972Sounds like extra work. The pipes ought to rupture anyway with the power we're about to rout through them. Plus, it's all metal, so all the energy has to go through something, like those Mavs.
I know the thought has occurred to others before, but you know what would be hilarious?A Maverick modeled after this guy.
>>19208994Yeah, typing it out it does seem like to much.>Sounds like a plan.
>>19208738You move up beside India. "Water in these?" She shakes her head. "Okay, stand back. I get the feeling this is gonna be a bit messy."She moves well back, out of the tunnel entrance, as you put a hand to the pipes.The ensuing fireworks are something, to say the least. Bolts dance across each surface, some back to you, which you immediately feed back into your capacitors and unload back into the metal. Sparks and arcs crackle down the way, and before long you hear muffled pops and explosions, the rattle of the pipes wrenching at their weak points. It may not be the most powerful shock you've made, but it's certainly one of the most spectacular. You let up after only a scant couple seconds, the last few jolts bounding back into you, as you take off at a sprint. You use that last bit of reclaimed juice to trigger your electrified dash, blazing down the tunnel all the faster. Behind you, you can hear India and the Berets hot on your heels.Up ahead, smoking bumps along the walls reveal places mounted turrets stood. You hurry past, until you reach a wall of steam from breached pipes. As you blow through, the walls vanish out of your periphery, and you see a handful of enemy infantry pulling themselves out of a shocked (heh) stupor. Wreckage from more of those bat-loids is scattered throughout this wider room, with a few intact specimens on the farthest walls. You crash down on the remaining enemy like a wave, using your momentum to carry your lance thrust clear through the first. You cut down a handful of batton bones with a sustained burst from your buster, just as India and the Berets arrive and do the same on the other side of the room. Coordinated fire scythes through mechaniloid and maverick alike. It's over within moments.
>>19209179"Clear!" one of the Berets calls as they finish their sweep of the room. "Roger that, stand down." You snicker as your poor Head Gunner finally makes it down the access hallway, far, far too late to be of any use. India's not laughing, though. "What's up?" You ask. "Why would these pipes be in use? This place is supposed to be decommissioned." ...Shit, she's right. "Ventilation? Maybe?" Your tone suggests that you don't believe it either. Wordlessly, both of you fall back in and move out again. You leave a checkpoint force behind you--that slow-ass head gunner and the handful of Berets who came with you. You leave them an okay to keep a Gun Volt when the next team makes it through.Another jaunt through a small hallway--this one undefended, suddenly finds you in a massive cylinder, standing high on a catwalk some two or three hundred feet up.And, far beneath you in the central silo facility, is an intercontinental ballistic missile.
>>19209233Brief delay while I go get myself breakfast, since I ruined mine. Stupid stove. Back shortly. >>19209039Sounds like there's a story there?
>>19209238Dirk Nowitski.Of the Dallas MAVERICKS.imsowitty.gif
>>19209233Suddenly, a pair of hunters doesn't seem like overkill for this one.We should really be moving faster.
>>19209266Now the only question is how they got away with getting an ICBM here with no one noticing.Well, the other question is if it's live.
>>19209233>Excuse me while I make a phone call. "Wellington do you have 'A Dummy's Guide to Nuclear Warhead defusion.'?"
I guess it'd be too much to ask to confront a sniper in confined corridors? He's there on some balcony or something. We get onto the rail, he shoots. In fact, if he has any intelligence, he shoots the rail and we plummet onto the missile. How deep is that anyway?
>>19209285Not a sniper, a guided weapons specialist. Expect not high-caliber bullets, but expect homing missiles.
>>19209238this is why I live on cold cereal or leftover pizza in the mornings! haha! UP YOURS STOVE.
>>19209271This is actually a good point to make. Ring up Command and let them know we just found a live ICBM here.
>>19209271>>19209270Seriously though, we should really call someone about this. The Situation Has Changed.
>>19209294That's worse, isn't it?
>>19209314Depends on how fast the missiles move.
>>19209314Depends on your perspective. That aside, Lockon is an expert tracker specializing in guerrilla warfare, which is why we brought India the self-aware pilot with us.
Okay, so, the delay here is because I've been setting up something a bit different. If you're interested, go ahead and hop over to #MHQ on suptg's IRC server.Naturally, my connection is choosing now to spazz out, but come drop in just the same.
So what's going on?
>>19210082Assuming I can stay connected long enough to post this, some kind of recurring DNS error. Driving me absolutely batty.
Is it too late to join #MHQ? The channel is empty, far as I can see.
>>19210490Not too late, I just had the most catastrophically timed internet failure ever. I just flushed my DNS in ipconfig, maybe that'll help. I'm going to try to reconnect, though I may not be on long if I haven't fixed this goddamned thing.
>>19210526Well, I'm sitting in here minding my own business, so I'll see if you come in.
>>19210490how do you do that anyway?
>>19210587Using an IRC client of your choice, join the server suptg.thisisnotatrueending.com (set port to either 6667 or 9999).Alternately, you can connect directly through the online IRC client provided on sup/tg/ itself.From there, join #MHQ>>19210526[12:44:55] <Hunter_Command> I hate everything!
>>19210526well, if ya want, I can continue storytime with the bear. well, after work, I can.
>>19210653Sounds like a plan, assuming Command still has trouble getting things back on track and Cain isn't around for Cain Q&A.
Okay, I've tried everything within my power and then some. I don't know what brought this on, but it's most likely nothing I can fix from my end. Cain Labs was about earlier--when he's back again, he'll be in on the IRC as well. If I get this thing sorted I'll be in there too. For more than two seconds at a time, anyway.>>19210653By all means, please do.In the meantime, I had most of a post typed out, I'll go back to that. Sorry for the turbulence, though it seems like it's fated to happen every time I get this trainwreck rolling again, eh?
>>19210719This is one of the better-rated quests out there, so I'd say it's not THAT much of a trainwreck.
Music: >>19209233You and India slowly turn and look at each other.Both of your hands fly up to your comm units at the same time."Requesting emergency Operator support, looking for Wellington," you say."Copy," comes a bored voice. "Is time a factor?"You look down at the missile. It seems to be rising. "VERY YES."Meanwhile, India is apparently having a magical conversation of her own."--in the name of batter-dipped fuck did they get a fucking missile?!""Anode," you hear a relieving voice from HQ. "Am I hearing this right?""If it starts with 'I' and ends with 'BCM,' yes," you reply. "I have no idea if this thing is live or not, but I have a guess." "Indeed," he says gravely. "I'm working on placing the missile now.""Got a map coming," India chimes in, not that she can hear your navigator (you think). "Based off the layout thus far, there's only one design in the archives that matches. Transferring that now."Sure enough, you're treated to a simple overlay. It looks as though the interior goes two ways--one to a launch command bunker, and the other to a communication suite. "There's no telling if he's actually IN that bunker," India notes. "He could easily have set up a launch console in communications.""Or he could just bail on us," you note. Making sure the missile is never launched is your new priority one, but you don't want to let this guy slip away. No two ways about it. You're going to have to split up.>Take the command bunker.>Take the communications array.
>>19210787Whoops forgot my music. http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=OIp4fQGo7-8
>>19210787Knowing Mavericks, they like to set up in any sort of central command room. Then again, knowing Lockon, he might bluff us and have set up in the communications room.Is there any outlet that we can hook ourselves into and note where the most energy is coming from in the complex? Whichever is making more noise is likely where Lockon is.
>>19210787Communications array. He was smart enough to trap the backway, he's smart enough to know the first place a hunter would look.If we don't find anything we haul ass to India. The same goes for her.
>>19210852I'd think the thing drawing the most power would be the missile.Then again, I don't know much about ICBMs. I assume it takes power to launch one, right?
>>19210887Still, one of those rooms has to be expending power to send the signal to launch this mofo.
Nothing convenient to tap into, unfortunately. You're not sure how much power it takes to run a launch control, either.
>>19210925Well, in absence of any other evidence I say you put your spear on the ground, spin it, and head in the direction the blade points.
>>19210925Either way, we should assume that even if he has a launch console set up in communications, the ICBM can still be controlled in the command room, which will likely be guarded.Then again, Lockon isn't dumb, and like >>19210857 said, it might be a bluff....Let's call the bluff and head for the communications array. There's more things that can be kept track of in that room, like overwatch of the island, and as India said, he could easily have moved launch control to there. With any luck, we'll find Lockon, the launch console AND a clear line out of here all in one room. The communications room has potential for more eggs in a single basket.
>>19210992Counterpoint: India might be able to better utilize the sort of equipment you find in the communications suite. I don't know what being a pilot qualifies you for other than flying planes, but is seems that way at least.
>>19211141Both of us have a line to Navigation. If Wellington can guide us to a warp scrambler in a power plant when our eyes are shattered, I'm sure he can explain how to work a communications console, assuming we don't already know ourselves. The issue right now is finding Lockon and the launch console, not how well we can push buttons.
When the word IBCM popped up 2 threads ago all I could think of was the prelude to the Overdrive Ostrich boss fight: Someone will be riding a missile.
>>19211231Overdrive Ostrich crossed my mind, too.
>>19211231>>19211256Well, I think we know how well be almost dieing this mission.
>>19211285What, riding an ICBM through the ozone layer?
>>19211312Something to that effect.
>>19211285>>19211256>>19211231Aw, give me a little credit.Wolves. It's going to be wolves. Not even robot ones.Also, continued finagling with my internet problem has told me that the modem is repeatedly losing its shit and resetting back at the DSL connectivity stage. Pretty sure that clinches it being an out-of-house issue, meaning I can sit on it and swivel. I'll try writing, but I might need to take an hour's break to rage, cry, weep, nap, and pray that it goes back to working properly in short order. At any rate, in the meantime, when last I looked Cain Labs was afoot in the IRC, meaning he'll probably be on deck. Feel free to hop in there if you like, maybe we can get a congregation of readers going.As ever, sorry for the complications. Frigging DNS.
>>19211360We don't need air, do we? So just kinda hop off once we won't fall and wait for india to pick us up....If that happens anyway.
>>19210787You decide quickly. "I'll take Communications.""I've got the bunker, then. What are you going to do when you get there?" "Kill Lockon if he's there, take a crash course in rocket science if he's not.""Sounds about right. Though I might be able to knock the damn thing out, we'll see." She starts down the catwalk toward the command bunker. "Good luck, newbie." "Same to you." You give her a last wave as you make for your own objective. On you go, over the catwalks, back into a small hallway--no exposed pipes this time, instead presenting smooth walls, cast over by the eerie barred red of the caged emergency lights.You're back on your own again--India's got her own thing. At least you can stay in communication. reinforcements are behind you, and they'll need to form more checkpoints.And up ahead, you see the first of the ones your enemy left. A trio of disk boys at a fortified choke point, weapons raised, and behind them an Aclanda--the ridiculously sturdy scorpion weapons platform.>Take it fast.>Take it slow.
>>19211607We don't have time to waste.Let's go! Take'em by storm!
>>19211607If we're too slow, that Aclanda will rain lasers and mortars on us, and those Disk Boys will shred us from their defensive position. Have our guys give us suppressive fire while we become a human -- sorry, reploid -- bunker buster and charge the encampment fast and hot.
>>19211684Scratch the part about our reinforcements. I didn't catch that we're by ourselves. Still, charge them fast. Those lasers and disks will wreak havoc in tight spaces like this, so we have to be quick.
>>19211673>>19211684Thinking back to your attack on the Enigma facility, you decide to come in fast and hot. Before they can react you're already on the move--their disks whizz uselessly past you, already inside their throw arcs and hopping the defenses. Your first target is that heavy gun 'loid--you've seen just what they can dish out and take when you used one yourself. You use your momentum to slice through its first weak point--the links in the tail. Your charge carries you back and around as the bomb-slinger falls. The disk boys make their second throw, and instead of evading it, you hook around and crouch behind the scorpion, letting them further damage their own support. It turns to face you, but this close it's pitifully slow--you drive your lance into its head in one motion, planting it to the hilt and pinning the wretched thing to the floor. You release it and draw your misericorde out as you send one of the DBs diving for cover with a volley from your buster.
>>19212130You dash, well away as the Aclanda starts to explode, charging into the first Disk Boy. Your misericorde punches clear through the chest with almost no resistance, and you actually wind up plunging your hand into him with it from sheer follow-through. Forcing down the shock, you turn and sling him in front of you, deflecting another disk as you throw his corpse into his fellows. The one who dove prone is bowled over again just as soon as he rises, and you quickly gun down the other, who collapses under a dozen plasma shots.You move to subdue the third, but he hurls a disk at you from prone, and then switches to his buster. You twist aside, and before he fires, you quickly finish him with a deft stroke of the misericorde. All done. Silence returns to the silo hallway. That...that was fantastic! Not a scratch on you! You pump a hand to the ceiling in victory, wishing India were around to see how hard you just rocked.And then you get mauled by bats.
>>19212147JESUS WHAT ARE THESE GODDAMN ANIMALSWait, India already made that joke. Dammit.
>>19212147"ACKPTH," you note insightfully as you're dive-bombed by a bloody swarm of the things. They bite and rend and ram and screech as you flail ineffectually for a moment, before you ignite both your lance and your misericorde and start flailing much more effectively.It's not long before the horde's thinned enough for you to actually see again and start cutting the stragglers down, though you're somewhat the worse for wear. Fucking bats."Hey Indy," you call over comms. "If you see any entrenched positions, watch the ceilings. I just became Maverick Hunter S. Thompson over here."She treats you to a hushed laugh through the comms. "All clear here so far, but I've been going it a little cautious anyway. Thanks for the warning. Out."You receive word quickly after that another flight has landed, and suggest your team split at the silo catwalks. You direct one half to take up the position you just cleared, and move on, much more careful this time.You keep going, and... ...And that is not supposed to be here at all. The wall gives way, crudely cut through, revealing a tunnel bored through the rock. Looks like the mavericks, or someone at least, have been doing some renovating. "Wellsley," you radio. "I've got a breach in the wall here. Any idea what's down there?" "Scanning. Definitely mechaniloid and maverick presence. Doesn't seem to terminate above ground, though, so it's not an escape route.">Take the carved path, no sense leaving your back open.>Press on to the comms room.
>>19212289Let's not get caught in any pincers, especially at this stage of the engagement. Investigate the secret passage.
Could be a trap. Could we just blow the entrance up somehow? If it's not an exit we can just come back later and smoke them out.
Let's give it a look.
INTO THE HOLE!
Priority would probably comms, if its possible to rig up some sort of tripline that'd make a godawful noise if someone were to exit... we still got Jagwires shit handy?
This hole. It was made for you.Or, well, you don't feel comfortable NOT checking it out.You cautiously advance, eyes on the rough-hewn ceiling for more GODDAMN ANIMALS.None to speak of, fortunately, but it's not long before you hear the sound of heavy machinery idling. Carefully looking around the corner, you end up almost walking into another ride armor."Sup," says the pilot, who punches you in the chest and sends you crashing back the way you came.>?!
>>19212534Start shooting, don't even wait to collide with anything.
>>19212534Well, that explains that. As last time, attack the pilot and attempt to commandeer the ride armor for ourselves. Whether or not the pilot is alive or dead when we do is your choice.
Let's work on getting some kind of Ride Jacker achievement. Fuck that guy's shit and steal his ride!
>>19212534Well, you think. At least you know how they dug the tunnel.Busters blazing before you even impact, the pilot is stalled in pursuing you as he raises a spiked fist to protect himself.Which is good, because between that punch and slamming into the back wall, you're pretty sure your breastplate's been crushed in, front and back. Ow.You don't have time to dwell on it, as he careens forward again, plowing through the cavern wall as you dive aside. You fire on him again, and once again he wheels and deflects the attacks. This one's clearly better trained than the operator on the surface. And despite its size, you get the feeling it has the advantage in this confined tunnel.So, being an enterprising hunter, you make the most astounding revolutions upon the vertical and deem it most judicious to recede.You get the fuck out of there.The Ride is hot on your heels, spinning up its fists and boosting, gaining on you...Only you've got the headroom to jump, and it doesn't. You clear the dug tunnel.And as you twist and fire a torsion cable into the tunnel, making a lethal tripline, you hear the pilot go "Oh, shi--!"The ride crashes end over end, its own inertia tangling it in the wire and sending him sprawling out of the cockpit. You advance on him, grinning smugly, as he pulls himself up at your feet.He quickly aims behind him, and with a snap-shot, blasts the cockpit, frying the sensitive controls. With a grin, he then puts the weapon to his temple and blows his own head off.Bastard.>Well, that's done. Back into the tunnel.>Once was enough. Ow. Fuck.
>>19212845Coward. Besides, no one said we can't salvage the ride itself. Mark it for salvage later, then check for any other enemies before we make for the comms room.
>>19212896This. If we can salvage it, we can pilot it later. Check for other enemies, make for comms.
WE MUST GO DEEPER.
>>19212845Comms would be good, but we really need to make sure no more surprises are in the tunnel.
Hmm, a bump for a tiebreaker, and maybe a brief break. Been up since 2 in the morning. I'll probably eat dinner and fall into a coma, but hey, multi-day threads are apparently my thing anyway.
I doubt there can be many more ride armors there.>Onward
Whoops, misread that first vote. Tunnel it is. A quick inspection tells you that the ride armor is well and truly junked--though you'll probably be able to salvage it for something, at least. With a sigh, you move back into the tunnel. The way seems relatively clear as you round the bend you got your chest punched in at. You look left, look right. And then the entire thing shakes. "Anode?" India calls. "Yeah?" you answer, steadying yourself against the wall as you look ahead, and see that the tunnel has turned back into the facility..."He just started the launch sequence.""Fuck.""Yeah, that. Move it, greenhorn."You don't need telling twice. You cross back into the facility through this second breach, and find yourself overlooking what must be the communication array.And, looking up at you with hard, narrowed eyes, is Lockon Bloodhound."Anode," India radios again, "I've got the launch console. Overriding it now." "I've got my own problems," you reply."Yes," he answers in a voice that almost creaks, "you do.">?
>>19213475"You may be my problem, but I'm your worst nightmare, butthorn!
>>19213475Wait, we're on top of the communications array? Is it, like a glass ceiling or something, or are we inside the room on a balcony of sorts?
>>19213513Balcony. They dug a tunnel out and around.
>>19213522So it's just rows of terminals, us on an elevated balcony, and Lockon on the ground floor?Wash him with hot plasma, and once we can get a handle on his location, hit him with a Blackout Rocket. If ever there were an enemy that would be weak to a sensor-deadening cloud of black chaff, it's the master tracker who relies on guided weapons.
oh boy, I've been waiting for this!looks like it's impossible to melee at this range, should we start destroying our surroundings for more cover?
You look down at the old maverick. He doesn't look particularly nervous. A quick glance tells you he's packing more than just guided missiles--the barrel on his buster screams directed energy weapon, and his armor, old but well-kept, looks recently modified in places. Despite the worn appearance, his equipment and demeanor suggest he's in prime form."Anode," comes another comm call, this time from Wellington. "I'm reading an enemy signal.""Yeah, I'm looking at him," you reply coolly, slowly preparing to make your move. You look down at your target again. He still hasn't moved from his spot, eyes locked on yours. "No," Wellsley replies urgently. "A second signal."
>>19213805They're behind us, arent they?
>>19214009So this is what evil feels like. Feels...good. On that note, though, I think I'm going to have to pull a bastard move and get a bit of rest. In the meantime, if Cain Labs or our friend wandering fa/tg/uy would like to contribute a bit, then by all means, feel free. Other than that, I will be back for this thread, and you will totally fight a bloodhound.
Well hello there Hunters! I'm available for Q&A if anyone is interested.
>>19214180What are the general areas of advancement in overall reploid technology as time goes on? That fellow from IBM said transistors will become smaller and more powerful as time goes on. How does that apply to reploids? How often do these sweeping advancements come about?
>>19214213Weapons and defensive technology are big areas of marked improvement. Mobility, weight and efficiency are also being improved. Virus protection, data buffering, those sorts of protections are important. A major rollover tends to come around every 1-2 years in most of these fields; with weapons and defense especially, it's usually related to whether X has discovered new work by Dr. Light.
>>19214241But there's a turnover for non-combat/non-Hunter reploids as well, right?
>>19214180In mega man Zero, Copy X's guardians have what can only be described as "battle forms", along with the bosses from... three, I think, where they start as humanoid reps and transform into beast repeloids for the boss fight.Is this sort of technology in development now, or did it come about during the elf wars?
>>19214289That would be 3, yeah. The Eight Gentle Judges.Always liked Deathtanz's crazy pope hat.
>>19214268Data protection improvements are valid for all Reploids, combat and civilian alike. The same is true for things like weight and mobility.>>19214289There's been a very small amount of work on that, but it's not going to be explored seriously for a long time.
>>19214325Anything going on in Africa? You don't hear about a lot of stuff down there in the cradle of civilization.
>>19214455Oh yes. Africa's under heavy development and has been a major war zone at times. Lot of resources to exploit.
>>19214609Anything in particular we'd be up on?
>>19214325So, what is it? Do they transform, or is it like a ride armor?
>>19214634In terms of war activity? Not really. A few operatives in the 4th deal with desert activity, but it's mostly been the Air Cavalry down there.>>19214666There have been some early tests of transforming Reploids that can deploy a larger battle form, but nothing substantial. Mass conversion has been very poor so far. Generally, additional mass for the deployment of such a transformation has had to be supplied from a module, like Rhodes', or from a Mechaniloid that can interface with the transforming Reploid.In short, it's not accomplishing much right now.
By the way guys, I think I figured out what happened to Dr. Wily.youtube.com/watch?v=ri9hH4-VJZM
>>19214996I can't get the plugins for suptg to work. can you give me a hand?
>>19215597For the IRC? Try going to www.mibbit.com and entering the server information manually.
beer. Beer is good. storytime on your say-so. well, that and me not being drunk within a few hours.
>>19216326We've kinda been killing time until you would show up. You're welcome to take the thread over. Everyone's hanging out in the IRC, and Command's taking a nap.
>>19216326Yes! Storytime!Love that storytime from before
>>19216389>>19216344I'd go to the IRC, but I've got like, 4 conversations going on right now. Someone's wardecced us in Eve (A FUCKING GAIN), probably cos one of my retards decided it'd be a great idea to go suicide ganking or some shit. The girlfriend got a callback on her job, and is stressing about the interview tomorrow, and the server admin for minecraft is yelling at me because i fired off a test shot of 20 nukes to "see what would happen" (I totally knew what would happen) anyway, yeah. lemme find my notes, then it's back to storytime. really wish I was a better author for those, haha.
ok, recapping from Where I was, We're in turn 4, our HVI is Dead/dying in a building, we're locked in a fight, we've lost one player, Tiger's about out of 88mm ammo, we're all armor-damaged, but the hostile Reploids (S ranked) are dropping like flies. Even with our losses, we're pretty sure the GM is playing really fast and lose with that ranking system.then turn 4 rolls around... and two brand new units re-enter the combat area. Dead copys of the hostiles we're currently fighting. Both of them toting heavy beam weapons. The only thing going for us is they're going to go last this round, since they just entered combat. Cobra, operating out on the hairy edge of the left end of the board blasts another LTB, effectively ending the 'not boss' hostiles. It's wroth nothing, he's still in full on stealth mode, at this point. Mantis Drops the last two units he was tangling with, then ducks behind the rubble pile, getting into mutual support range of cobra by doing so.
Our wolf EAS's over to the damaged hostile, and blasts his ass at point blank, slagging his head... literally. Turned it into a (highly radioactive) pile of molten metal. THEN she added a railgun slug "for good measure" This leaves her in medium range for the newly arrived hostiles, but partly obscured by the rubble. I switch weapons over to the railguns, and engage at long range against one of the two newcomers. Switching is a free action, and since they can't be charged, I don't even bother moving- so I get all eight attacks. Half my weapons battery flashes away, but I score four hits- two of which go through-armor to score critical hits. while neither of those kills the target, one does get a weapon fault crit, and shut down the beam gun for a turn. Tiger re-tasks, yells "Ja, I see heem!" and blasts the same guy I shot with her last round from her 88 and a railgun slug of her own. The 88 round, another HEI, hits solidly, getting a 'catastrophic reactor' crit and turning the target into a small star for a split second, causing some collateral damage, but nothing real major to any of the combatants. The railgun slug, at this point, is highly superfluous, but would have scored a solid head hit. The newcomer hostile responds with a beam, catching Tiger full on, and dropping her to deep red on her torso armor. While it holds, at this point it's about as effective as armor as waterlogged tissue paper- that is, not at all. He also shifts, putting himself between light cover and me, as well as leaving line of sight for the rest of the team except tiger. The other old hostile is still on board, but, like i said, his head took a GRB at some range, he's blind, deaf, and not going anywhere for a while.
>>19214077aw, aww!Good night.
At the top of 6, we're starting to really consider popping smoke and getting the fuck out of there. While teleport is scrambled, we figure we can drop the one current hostile, and disengage piecemeal, as we need to. However, to do so, we need to recover Coyote's remains, since we (read: I) won't leave them behind for mavericks, and we've gotta get the rabbit. dead or alive, we were sent in to bring him out, and by god, we're going to fucking bring him out.We work out a plan first, With mantis moving next to the building the original hostile unit was on top of, and cobra, still in stealth mode, moving to almost directly behind me. While it kind of puts him at risk- anything shot at me that misses will have a chance of hitting him- between his ECM and optical camo, nothing's going to be able to him him cleanly. .... and another hostile enters the board. this one toting a beam Spear and looking pointedly at me. It's worth noting that all the 'new' hostiles are A) complete clones, down to the paintjob of other units, and B) entering from the building. That pretty well tears it, we're going to get the fuck out of there. I Call up the 5th, and get a hyperactive female operator, who practically freaks when she's called. She freaks worse when I tell her, calmly, I only called to report that the mission was a bust, and we were going to have to evacuate the AO.... and that I suggested nuking the site from orbit as soon as our transponders weren't in the immediate ground zero. I turn, and burn off the other have of my S.Weap capacitor in a full attack on the new guy with the spear, cos fuck that guy. One catastrophic reactor crit later, and combat ends.... badly.
See, the building they were in had some old, tactical-scale warheads. few kT, not city busters, but still, ya know, nukes. turns out, the base had been abandoned in a bit of a hurry, back in the day, and these warheads got 'lost in the shuffle'. terrible, terrible weapons accountability, but hardly the issue. Long story short, Hundred + year old nuclear weapons are 1) unstable and 2) not happy about sharing their immediate vicinity with critical fusion reaction. They Go off- partial yeild, honestly mostly fizzles, and for the most part, contained by the building they were in but still. comms short out, Mantis is chucked 500 meters and looses an arm, as well as half his torso and the better part of his non-hardened systems. both hostiles are vaporized (Mantis got very, very lucky and the GM rolled very poorly on his damage. it still took him from effectively green to 'just this side of dead')Cobra lost most of his electronics, I lost a couple redundant systems boxes, and most of my armor, but stayed standing (nuclear bear! fuck yeah) Tiger lost the last of her torso armor, and took a few crits, but nothing really life-threatening. Rabbit, still alive, ironically probably took the least damage, shielded as he was by the rubble pile on top of him. Wolf was covered, for the most part, by the rubble, and rode out the explosion pretty well, all considered. Lost a good deal of armor, but otherwise came out unscathed.
Cobra's electronics package comes back online first, well, the parts of it that will come back online without full overhaul. he regains comms, and starts calling for retrieval, as well as issuing a hazmat warning for biologicals. I regain comms and am greeted immediately by a near-frantic operator, who's quickly replaced by our boss, Firestorm Gopher. He asks what happened, and points out the Russian government is none too thrilled about the nukes going off. I notify him (as I watch Tiger and wolf dig rabbit out of the rubble) that we've accomplished our mission, and there were at least 7 dead mavs for the mission- and I had gun-camera footage to prove it. Lingering radiation prevented a beam-out.. or in.. of anything, though, so we had to wait for a pair of lifts, carrying some Steel Berets and a detachment of lifesavers, to arrive onsite. the Lifesavers went to our critical cases first, while the SBs secured the area. Mantis and Rabbit were on the first medevac out, while the rest of us waited till after they'd been lifted out to load up on the birds, making sure to recover coyote's wreck while we waited. We all got to go through decontamination (again!) after that one, plus we didn't really recover any weapons data- the mavs didn't appear to have any weapons that were special, and their wrecks were pretty thoroughly destroyed- with damage consistent with internal 'scuttling' charges being noted by some of the onsite troops while they secured the area after the event.
>>19217998>Sent in to rescue a stranded operativeadvicereploid.jpg>Set off Cold War-era nukesDoes this just come naturally to you?
>>19218019Mavericks with deadman's triggers? That's new.
>>19218032kind of? My characters... all of them... have this bad habit of turning things into Michael Bay movies. go figure. haha
Our metalhead rerolls something more 'metal' and thus, we're introduced to our first replacement member- BerserkerBuilt on a heavy grade chassis, he packed on as much armor as I did, and a very beefy EAS- almost maxed out. Traded in his buster completely for a big fucking beam axe. Tethered to him, It's got a power feed line that means it functions as a hi beam pretty much constantly. it also hits like a goddamned truck, out-damaging Tiger's 88s and my Vulcans on low charge. He's a humanoid frame, not based on an animal. ...and has a deep and abiding love for metal from 1990-current era (in game).
Rabbit survives, though he's out of commission for a while as repairs are being handled. Word around the base is he'd be rotated to Geneva for a while. Mantis's rebuild is more comprehensive, seeings as to how most of his being alive was more owed to trauma systems that were tacked-on onsite by the lifesavers on the recovery lift than to his own systems, at that point. While under for repairs, he gets an upgrade, as well, acquiring a limited teleporter. running off his S.weapons capacitor, it allows for short jumps of a few hundred feet. Basically? it's a blink drive. Longer blinks eat up more cap, with a max distance of what amounts to one playing board. Cobra uprates his sensor package, gaining the capability to detect hidden units, and cloaked ones with some difficulty. this didn't eat up all his upgrade allotment, so he also uprated his self-repair unit, so it can handle worse damage.
Tiger swaps out her railgun for a second 88, upgrades her armor to match mine, and throws the rest of her upgrade points into armor hardening, becoming the most heavily-armored member of the team, with elemental resistances that are pretty solid. however, she still doesn't have the system redundancies. Wolf drops the underslung railgun and gets a VWES buster in it's place. it's only a VWES-1, same as my guns, but it's got a charge capability, and other than being external, is pretty bog-standard, otherwise. She also upgrades her weapon, improving the beam focus, meaning it can melt shit at longer ranges. Me... I pair up my weapons. Yeah, it burns all my upgrade to do it, but now I've got twice as much dakka.... which is really getting to the point of being an obscene amount of dakka. However, this also means my S.weap capacitor can only really handle one turn of shooting, so, in effect, i'm trading longevity for up-front damage. which I'm totally OK with.
and on that note, my pain meds and beer are starting to kick my ass, so if anyone wants, I'll continue storytime in the morning. we've got 3 more sessions worth of storytime, plus one tomorrow evening.
>>19217998For what it's worth, old warheads are stored so they can not explode. You need a pretty specific set of circumstances for nukes to explode that a random explosion just wont do.They would leak radiation in that situation though, so yeah. And I have no idea what physics the reactors run on in MMX verse anyway, so...
>>19219221My guess: the kind of reactors that make nukes explode when they pop.Alternate guess: Wizards did it.
I'm back. Thanks for waiting. And thank you for storytime.So, shall we fight a bloodhound gang?
>>19219474Oh yeah!Bring the pain!
>>19219474Need sleep, but I'll leave this
>>19219474We are ready to rock, sir.
>>19219474Lets shank them for all the ride armor they're giving us
>>19213805Your eyes remain locked for a moment longer.And then you rocket forward. You hadn't had the chance to build up much charge, but you have enough for another good Raikousen, and good thing, too--an attack goes through where you were standing, so close you feel it more than hear it. Lockon himself fires, but he wasn't expecting that--his shot is a bright blur in your peripheral vision as he aims for where he thought you would be landing.Instead, not according to their plan, you're propelled clear across the room. You hit the far wall hard, but catch yourself and dig in, sliding down slowly as you turn to see your assailant, dropping in from the ceiling directly above where you stood and landing on the balcony.It's some kind of Disk Boy variant. His left arm is ringed in the throwing weapons, none of which look "stock." His optics are cold and black, shining like a carapace. Oh, and there's six of them. His armor is reinforced, and his other hand stabilizes a shoulder-mounted cannon with a revolving chamber in the back--alternate ammo cases?As you grind down the wall and touch down, Lockon vanishes among the communications buffers--tall pylon-like affairs that help boost the range and clarity of local signals.At least you'll have cover, for a while. But that custom Disk Boy has you in a goddamned killzone. He's got the best seat in the house.
>>19219603Lets change that. GETOVERHERE.jpg related, yank and shank
>>19219632Seconding YANK AND SHANK
>>19219603I vote we pop him with a blackout rocket, and use that to zap him HARD.Hopefully we'll either kill him, or stun him long nough for either a kill or to set up our next move, such as a yank and shank.
>>19219669Id rather save missles for Bloodhound, fuck up his precious sensors. As is, he'll prolly nail them now out of standards and shit.
We probably got a bit of charge from hitting that wall. If he resists the yank, givehim a small shock.
I think I might be playing a bit too much Mega-Man today.A friend gave me copies of the first two Mega-Man Zero games, and the first one I beat on a game-boy with a partially wrecked screen from memory.I'm at the Neo Arcadia sequence in the second one, and I haven't yet died.
The tractically sound choice may be following bloodhound; that way we get out of the killzone of the disc guy and don't leave Hund any time to use his lockon stuff.
>>19219734So, tether, shock, YANK AND SHANK, proceed to A)find new way to kill it or B)move on to Lock-On after we shove the corpse off us. Sound good?
>>19219603Music: http://youtu.be/JDIy4O3Ct7ILeave it to him to supplement that B-class threat with a game-changer. Your angle on him is shit and he can shelter in that damn tunnel, but you know you can't leave that DB providing overwatch.Your first thought is another Torsion Coil. You turn the corner and immediately launch a wire his way. A trio of disks impact with it in midair, completely arresting the motion and then deflecting the wire back. You cut the link on your end and try to pepper him with cycler shots, but you can't do more than make him keep his head down while more of those disks whizz and spang off surfaces near your own. He levels that shoulder gun on you, a single click all the warning it gives.You leap aside as a concussive blast ripples behind you, with a burst of static in your ears as one of the comm pylons falls. You dart back into cover as another volley of disks slice through the air."Prioritizes targets logically," you hear Bloodhound from somewhere in the thicket.Shit. What now?
>>19219860Try to bluff Bloodhound, offer him a fair chance to surrender.While we're doing this, suck every fucking DROP of power out of the coms systems. Then we go Palpatine on him and his spider.
>>19219889Well, I mean, unless he surrenders, but somehow that seems less than likely.
>>19219860Rocket. That shithead has 6 eyes, he won't feel too great when they're all blind. Let's aim a second one at where we think bloodhound is, as well.
>>19219893>>19219889Seconding this plan. Be sure to mention that with him cornered the only way out is in cuffs or in a box.He's a survivor right? Maybe he'll want to survive the next five minutes.
>>19219860>filenameIt makes no sense! If he wanted a bigger one, he could just build it!Also, we are getting profiled? Great. The longer we tangle with 6 eyes the more data he gets. So how to make it quick?Cable did not work, buster did not work, that leaves us the chaff. OR we take cover among the towers and try to get Hound in the same swoop.
>>19219860Oh fuck. Fuck all of this. We've got a homing weapons specialist with the unholy spawn of a Disk Boy and Vile as support. Inform team of custom fucker and prepare to duck, dive, dodge, and barrel roll. Weapons free, missles are in good taste, if an enery projectile comes at us, smack it with our phase lance, we can disupt charge shots with a direct hit if i remember that thread correctly.
Panicing seems a good idea. Personally, I like >>19219908>>19219889>>19219893Giving him a chance to surrender seems to be our style. He might not take the olive branch, but I feel compelled to offer it.Plus it would give us a chance to suck juice out of the computers and plan a way to take out that fucking spider.
>>19219962Lets not drain the computer unless we know we very unlikely to be nailed by all sorts of nasty. And this an old, expeirienced, homing and directed weapons specialist. Lets NOT charge where we talk from, kay?
>>19220001Mixing up our location seems like a good plan, maybe taunt, move, taunt again, and then try to circle around the other way?Is there a way for us to throw our voice?
>>19220022....yesWe must learn robo-ventriliquism if we dont already know it. Fuck combat, just think of how we can mess with Em at the Pond.
>>19220043Also some form of semi-solid hologram system, and I know we can get one because an average of one villain per game since the first megaman.Not even X, original series.
>>19219860"Don't suppose you're willing to come quietly, are you?" you call, repositioning after you speak."I think I'll pass," he calls."Come on, you know even if you get me, I have backup.""I knew this base was lost as soon as you showed up," he answers from nearer. "After I'm done here, I'm leaving. Shame about the missile, but 'smoke 'em if you got 'em,' right?"You round the corner on where he was--Only to meet a bright flash and a ringing snap as you trigger some kind of trap, mooring you to the floor. The response is immediate and painful, as you're pelted with bladed disks, carving furrows into your battered armor.Dammit.Dammit.DAMMIT.As soon as your legs un-stick, you dive-roll back into cover. You grit your teeth, readying a chaff missile for the six eyed blade-throwing fuck up there. You turn out, delaying for just a moment, then pop back around and fire from a different angle, your missile guarded by a barrage of plasma, warding off any more disks. It works, but the maverick falls back, ducking behind the corner as it detonates."What was...? Clear that out quickly," Bloodhound orders.At least you have a brief window without that bastard up there. How do you want to use it?
>>19220073The gear for that woud prolly slow us down. But if we copy Wallaby and use a combat specced drone, we can at least suppress them with a basic crossfire. Voice projecter in there, maybe add some phase tech, basic movement programs, we can seriously mess with heads on the crazier mavericks.
>>19220106Get height, locate target, drop on him.No way in HELL is he better than us in a melee, plus if we have him locked down up close, his spider can't shoot us without hurting him.
>>19220113I think we should look into it, see how possible something like that would be.I do like the idea of using drone like Guns did, and maybe even.... Wait, are you suggesting loading Ghosts onto them? Because that would be awesome as hell. Get a half dozen of them, use them as spotters, distractions, crossfire, and psychological warfare.
>>19220106See if we can identify wher lockon is.Dive Across that space guns blazing and spamming missles. If we get lucky, we fry the bastard with lightining. Whats our charge at?
I wonder if their world is ready for roughly half a dozen serious franchise fans using DECADES of knowledge to build the ultimate maverick hunter.I mean, sure we're limited in SOME ways....I wonder how hard it would be to get our hands on some sort of stealth system?Could we use said system with the aforementioned decoy drones in some sort of a hellish shell-game? Why is this starting to sound like potentially the coolest bossfight in megaman history?
>>19220142Not sure wat Ghosts are, but if your crazy, you gotta listen to all the voices, because who knows which ones are real? >:)And yes, that is an evil face emote. My phone wont let me post pics. Nad that deserved an evil face
>>19220172Yes! We will be the Three-Card Monty from hell!!
>>19220184A ghost would basically be a hologram, projected around a small drone thing. If we rigged it right, we could make it look like the drone's blasts were us firing our pistol.It wouldn't be hard to rig a sort of mo-cap suit functionality into our system, which would not only make it capable of mimicking our movements more accurately, but also realistically project current battle-damage so they couldn't do something like tag us, and then use that mark to identify the 'real' Anode.It also has some other potential uses: We could use it to project ourselves for a debriefing while going in for repairs. If it was tethered to us, we could get a close-range, high bandwidth connection and actually basically 'posses' a hologram puppet of ourselves while we were out on the operating table.Plus we could have it fetch tools and other small objects, and get into the places we never could.Alright, experimenting with drones is next on our to-do list.
>>19220229Good lord, i would hate to have to fight us as a boss. We are great in mellee, can suck your systems dry like a vampire, block shots, rapid fire the shit out of you, pull TCoil shenanagins, fire chaff missles that dick with you sensors and process you like a papershredder, and we can pour lightning into pretty much all of the above and our dash systems, which almost teleports us the speed we go at. And now drones. We are truly awsome, and i quiver in horror at our power.
>>19220286It would be almost as bad as having to fight X or Zero.
>>19220316Dont be silly.It would be much worse, as we would have picked out the most annoying, soulcrushing, and pants-shitting lines in history, and addapted them for the fight. And just be babbling nonstop in general.
>>19220342So basically, it would be like fighting Robo-Deadpool after he got his hands on a Grab-bag of random superpowers?
>>19220343Yes. And it would be glorious.
>>19220343Worse.We can get on transmission waves.The vacuum of spacewillNotSTOPUS.
>>19220106You hear gunfire from above as the custom Disk Boy tries to clear out the chaff. Speaking of, you should warn your forces."India, you read me?" you mutter, low and carefully."Barely, you've got some static." Probably something to do with the chaff and the damaged comm pylon."I'm engaging Lockon, he's got backup. I can't get a damn shot off.""I'm almost done here. Sit tight and I'll come bail your ass out.""Gee, thanks."You don't wait around--with your luck and his design, the odds are good that the tracker has exceptional hearing. Sure enough, a noise warns you in time to dash out and away as a laser hits where you stood--and then forks into smaller ones. You leap up the wall and it splits again, chasing you right back off as it passes through where you were. Before you can even level your buster on him, he's retreating back into cover.Fuck this. Time for a climb. You quickly re-scale the wall, keeping your eyes open, sweeping the room to find--there! ...Something's up. His weapon systems have taken on a blue color. A small red laser from his eyepiece paints you. He's targeting you.>Action. Make it fast.
Jump and fire some paired missiles at him.
>>19220363Charge not-quite directly at him, lance out, after putting a couple missiles into his targeting suite. Close to melee, I'll bet you dollars to Dildos that he's not as good as us in a melee. Plus that removes his back-up's artillery at him.
>>19220363ROOOCKKKEET SPAAAAAAAM!POP POP POP WATCH THE MUTHA-FUCKA DROP!!!THEN UNLEASH THE GIFT OF BENJAMIN FRANKLIN!INTO!HIS! FACE!!!!!!*ROOOOOAAAAAR*....srry, FPS instincts took over. But yeah, see if we cant shred him with chaff. If nothing else, it'll fuck up this attack, and maybe put him in a position where we can dash in or YANK AND SHANK.I am so proud of that phrase, even if it didnt work the first time we tried it
Brief breather while I go run to the store and get some milk and half and half. COFFEE FOR THE COFFEE GOD.
Something else I'd like us to look in to eventually: A single-fire HE rocket. Perhaps something in the size of a flare gun.
>>19220460Hmmm.... I'll go for the launcher, maybe we acna also get some binoc-visor thing, see if we can stick a guidance suite in there, pull some loony tunes shit with rockets that will let calls through.
>>19220106Whatever he's up to, you don't feel like giving him the chance. You vault out at an angle, intent on spoiling his aim, as you fire a pair of missAUGH.Your shoulder is speared through by a precise blue laser. It was angled. How the hell was it angled?! Your first missile, raked by the shot, spirals out of control and detonates far and away. The other is overwhelmed by his SECOND salvo--his shoulders pop open and a cascade of micro-missiles thud across the room. You're lucky--they were tracking after you, but detonating your chaff missile in midair took out nearly the entire wave. You evade the scant handful left by landing (okay, falling) and rolling, pulling yourself back up into a run. You look up just as Lockon levels his buster again, and dive behind a pylon just in time. It bent, it definitely bent--the angle of those shots should be impossible. You duck reflexively as the beam scythes through the pylon over your head and burns the one behind it.Son of a bitch, he's slippery. You're not looking good, right now. The damage to your shoulder was relatively minor despite the piercing shot, but you're having trouble moving it. The damage is definitely starting to add up, and there's a real chance he could wear you out."Are you clear up there? Take out the cover." And he knows it, too. They weren't kidding about his ability to measure his enemies.>wat do?
>>19220675We let him choose the battleground here.Is there a place we could be between him and a potential escape? If he had to come to us, we would change the whole dynamic of the fight.Also, exactly what is our status? Health, ammo, etc.
>>19220695Health: Been better. Been a lot better.Ammo: You've used a bit of everything. You've got about 12 or 13 units worth of the wire, and you've got enough missiles for another few tries, but if he keeps slipping away it's not going to do you any good.
Is there any way we can get to where the custom Disk Boy is and ruin his day up close with our misericord? Maybe throw up a cloud of chaff and Raikousen through it if we've got the juice, they probably won't expect it.
>>19220706I was hoping for something slightly less vague on the health front.What about trying to just contain him and cutting off his escape? Viable option?
>>19220726Similar, but not cutting ouselves up. We have back up coming, id linke to be alive when it gets here. Charging through our chaff cloud doesnot equal healthy. We are capable of shooting lightning people, we need to bring some shock and awe to this fight. FRY FRISBY BOY's circuts
>>19220747I don't know about CL, but I'm of a mind to make health a bit more abstract, rather than knowing if you get hit by a stiff breeze you'll explode. That said, you're definitely heavily injured. Nothing's crippling, though your left shoulder's sluggish and painful to move. It's definitely a good thing you're built sturdy.
>>19220675That disk boy is in the tunnel?The tunnel we used to get here?You know, we cold call in some of our men at the nearest choke point to harass it.
>>19220806I was suggesting something like a percentage, maybe. Abstract-ish, but at the same time it's something we could point at and say 'oh shit, we only have 25% health'.Are you avoiding the containment question on purpose? It seems like we're slightly out of our league here, and I wanted to know how viable an option it is.
>>19220842We're only out of our league until we introduce the disk jockey to our Tesladoken!
>>19220842I'm not, sorry. Right now he's made no real move toward an exit, at least not yet. There's the rock tunnel and the door proper, along the far wall.And health, let's call it 36%. Speaking of percentages, your Capacitor charge is in the 30s as well.So, is the final plan trying to take out the Disk Jerkface again?
>>19220864We will be gutted like a fish. He has been WAITING for us to come out of cover.>>19220870Seems to lean that way, though I'm advising against it. Personally, I'm for just trying to contain the situation until our back-up, which includes a walking artillery piece, shows up.
>>19220870What ever we do, im voting we zap the motherboards out of one of them.
Couldnt we use our missiles to mess with HIS missiles targeting, and use them to take out the diskboy?
>>19220896I think that's impossible, and even if it MIGHT work, it would require stepping between them, and getting both of them to shoot at us.I think you can see why this is a terrible plan.
>>19220896The missiles detonate into a cloud of chaff. Murder on the sensors and guidance systems, and then the flak itself can take out the ordnance, but scrambling or redirecting them, not so much.
>>19220896 Yeah, kinda taking a page out of India's book. And we do have a bit of a speed advantage...
>>19220921HE CAN BEND HIS BUSTER SHOTS! HE IS AN EXTREMLEY EXPERIANCED COMBATANT! HE HAS DISK VILE! WHY DO YOU WAMT US IN A CROSSFIRE BETWEEN THOSE TWO?!?
>>19220975Oh, Calm your tits Mr.Excitable, I thought it was worth suggesting, it's not like Anode hasnt done crazier things.Either way, it's only a matter of time till we get killed waiting where we are since as you already yelled like a retard, he can bend his shots, and he has that diskboy, who can come after us while were pinned down. I dont think the cover will hold under a missile barrage either.
>>19221007Which is why a better plan is being formulated.A plan that doesn't involve deliberately getting ourselves killed.
It seems pretty obvious to me that in a ranged battle, we're just going to get shut down hard, so we need to close the distance and get into close combat with one of them. The question being how to do that without getting torn to pieces.Cant help feeling we're overlooking some useful tactic in our surroundings but i cant think what it is. some kind of trap or snare we could set up with the coil maybe?
>>19221041Or the abundance of electrical equipment that we can use to fuel a giant lightning storm people keep deliberately ignoring.
>>19221018In relation to that, i propose we make a break for sturdier cover. Guns blazing of course.And i apologize for my earlier outburst. But Blood hound is like Guns Wallaby: an experianced veteran combatant who will eat us for breakfast the moment we let him. Stuck between him and the custom will not end well. Also, we need to upgrad our busters with either hat bending shit, if at all possible, or get it in a rifle. Lets hope India gets here soon, and gives Diskboy up ther a Frank Exchang of Views.
>Room full of electrical equipment.>High, steady, easily accessed voltage.>Energy vampire.>Lots of extremely potent techniques with electricity including a near-teleport speed boost, giant lightning bolts, etc.It's like you aren't even TRYING.
>>19221049 Well, simpler then that maybe? If we had something to block their shots, since dodging is unlikely, that would be ideal right?
>>19221091....fuck he's right, we've been so focused on our new guns we forgot the Tesladoken.New plan, get to better cover, start playing Zeus and throw lightning at whicever one were more likely to hit.
>>19220675The next few seconds are a chaotic flurry of movement. The thuds of ordnance chase you from place to place, as your cover is steadily blown away. It's not all bad--with one hand along the ground, you dig into the scrap left from the comm pylons as you go, repeatedly juicing up your charge. You're building electricity just as quickly as you're running out of shelter. If Bloodhound's noticed, he hasn't said anything.Your comms crackle uselessly, overwhelmed by the EM-interference and the loss of the pylons. Finally, though, you're all but out of cover, and you can make out Lockon again from the far side of the room, weapon trained on you. He fires.So do you, grabbing onto a far wall with a T. Coil and zipping out of his crosshairs. The laser shot bends, but not fast enough to catch you. With a grunt of annoyance, he switches back to that splitting laser, systems turning green to match. You look back up at the Disk Boy as he re-acquires you. You can outmove them, between the improvised ziplines and careful use of your capacitors for Raikousen dashing, but when those run out, you're out of cover. You'll have to try to get close and take out Bloodhound while you still can. If you mess up... well. One thing at a time."Excuse me," you hear a familiar voice say primly. The Disk Boy doesn't have time to respond as a hand holds his head steady a split-second before it's blown off.As his body crumples, India nonchalantly pushes it off the balcony, the barrel of her giant pistol smoking from where she pressed it to the back of his head.The situation has changed.
>>19221241You lock eyes with Bloodhound again, from opposite corners of the room. Suddenly, his gambit to flush you out's turned on him. He levels his laser again, but you're already firing.He re-angles and fires, taking out one of the missiles, but you staggered your fire. The first detonates, but the second passes within scant inches of the flak cloud and continues on, striking him full in the chest. The maverick HOWLS, stumbling backward and clutching at his head. His eyepiece sparks and blinks in and out, going dead as his guidance system is scrambled."What--what the hell is that?!" he roars, racked with pain and staggering blind.You allow a ragged, manic grin to cross your features as you draw your lance, lean in, and engage a full Raikousen. "YOUR WORST NIGHTMARE, BUTTHORN!"
>>19221241Unload.Fucking.EVERYTHING!Ice him in a crossfire, see how he likes it.
>>19221268PRAISE THE OMNISIAH AND INDIA, AND STAB THIS HOUNDNIN THE FACE! WE GOT TO USE THE LINE!
>>19221268Your hand disappears into your arm as you finally trigger that Arrest Buster, mounting your lance and putting all of your momentum down to a single, murderous point. In less than an eyeblink, you're on him and through him. You slam into the far wall hard enough to send a shudder through the room, blasting an indentation into the wall with the sheer force of your impact. Lockon, caught through the torso, looks wildly around with grey, nonfunctioning eyes, as he goes limp. He tilts sideways and simply slides off your lance, systems going dark all at once.You realize as he falls to the ground with a clatter that he left his legs behind him, instantly and totally bisected by your full-tilt charge. After all of that, it's finally done. Minutes? Hours? You can't tell, but fighting to survive felt like an eternity. And now, in less than a second, it's over.Your pain and fatigue catches up with you all at once, as you fall against the wall, propping yourself up on your elbow. You let your lance go, and it simply stays where you left it, embedded deep into the wall. Exhausted, you turn and rest your back against it, sliding down as you release a long-held breath, the reality of how close this battle cut it washing over you. For a moment you're terrified, even though the danger is past, coming to grips with your mortality once again.And to this moment of solemnity and introspection, India helpfully adds "Nice lance. Pink?"
>>19221315Laugh. Just laughike a madman.
>>19221315The missile, ask about the ICBM.
>>19221315"Fuschia," you reply, beginning to giggle. "The color is fuschia." You throw your head back and start laughing, then cackling, letting all the stress and anxiety out as you put a hand to your face.India, despite her snarky entrance, apologizes for taking so long ("though I'd say stopping a nuclear missile launch is a valid excuse," she adds) and quickly checks you over. She's a bit damaged too, though not nearly so bad. As she pulls your lance out of the wall (with effort), she explains that the Berets are catching up, thoroughly clearing the facility, and occupying it. The missile never launched, though the targeting coordinates were a medium-sized city somewhere in mainland France. "Picked it because it had a low chance of being intercepted while still having a good-sized death toll," India notes. "Right bastard, he was."Casualties on your side were mercifully low, in no small part because you chose to move in first and let the Berets hold what you already took. The only losses were 2 Gun Volts--the enemy chose to fire on the heavy mechaniloids first. Their last strongpoint, the main entrance, fell to a pincer attack as a Beret team moved in from behind. Rather than be surrounded, they chose to try to force their way out of the facility and escape. They failed, and aside from some injuries, your reploids are fine.And with that, your mission is complete. India stays on site to make sure that missile stays unarmed, and sends you off back to base on one of your transports. Lifesavers are waiting when you touch down, as are a handful of guards to take away the enemies who surrendered to you. As you're guided back into HQ, you see another transport touching down, this one carrying the Rabbit Ride you captured slung under its belly. You grin wearily at that.
>>19221433Woot! Ok, regular drill here, check in with the man in charge, debreif, Lifesaver, find buddy, Pond.
>>19221433The repairs aren't difficult, though they have to remove your battered chestplate to work it back into something resembling shape.You're relaxing on one of the surgical tables during this, looking at your chassis without the major armoring to protect it, when Schwarzhund comes in."Hey," you greet."You're going to want to see this," he says by way of answer, and commandeers a medical terminal. --VERICK VIRUS CONFIRMED, DOCTOR DOPPLER SA--The scroll across the bottom of the feed catches your eye first. The news itself has a reploid journalist standing in front of a considerable crowd of people, hand to her ear to better make out her comm line to the studio over the din. "--verick Hunters have confirmed this announcement, stating that collaborative and coordinated effort with the Doctor has produced these results. The press release--can we go back to that?--was hopeful and optimistic." The newswoman is replaced by footage of a wizened-looking man standing on a podium. "In Doppler's own words--""Yes," the famous reploid neuroscience expert says. "Yes, we can cure it. Efforts are already underway. The subject was one 'Chaff Weasel,' the Maverick Hunters released the files as a matter of public record. He was retired recently..."Schwarz mutes the terminal, looking at you. Though he's as terse as ever, you swear you hear a hint of pride in him. "You did this," he says.How do you feel about this?
>>19221486>I don't know. Things are looking to get worse before they get better.
>>19221486looks like we're going to have to start taking more prisoners.
>>19221486Cure? I was hoping for a vaccination. On one hand, any one of us could go psycho killer through no fault of their own. On the other hand...Has Doppler released any info on the cure yet?
>>19221574They are working on it.
>>19221546>>19221559>>19221574"I don't know," you admit. "It's not bad news, but I get the feeling it's not that easy."He grunts in approval. "Figured you'd say that." "We'll have to try to take more prisoners."He nods. "Figured you'd say that, too." The old hunter ace folds his arms and looks at the silenced newsfeed. "On the one hand, hope. People thinking maybe friends, loved ones can be saved. On the other...""...People will be wondering if they killed mavs when there was another way," you finish."Some already are. Or always did."This is about as much as you've ever gotten out of him."So, a cure? Any progress yet?""Reports are coming hot and heavy," a Lifesaver answers for him. "Projections are that it will be a nanite-based inoculation, based on what we're hearing.""How's he doing?" Schwarz asks the medic. "Nearly finished. Heavy damage, but most of it was mitigated."He turns back and looks at you. "Ready for debrief?">Yes>No
"Great. Do i get the first shot of the working vaccine?"
>>19221559I'm actually curious about this. Is this going to lead to any changes in Hunter operations?Another thing; is there going to be an increased tension between reps and humans because of this?
>>19221680Yeah. And dam my intwebs for slow updates.
>>19221680>Yes. Be sure to mention the ICBM and the fact that Bloodhound had a VWES.
>>19221680Don't see why not. Not much to report outside of taking the island and leaving checkpoints, Lockon with a VWES and modified black ops Disk Boy, and an intercontinental ballistic missile.That last point might be MILDLY important.
>>19221863DBVile>nuke, because it can steal more nukes.
>>19221680"Always," you answer.He looks to the Lifesaver for approval. After a moment's consideration, the dour medic grunts. "Just don't go getting any dust in your chest while it's open."----"A missile?" Schwarz asked, a hint of bewilderment in his voice. "A missile.""That shouldn't be possible. They're resourceful, but...""However he got it, the thing was working. He made a hail-mary launch rather than lose his chance. Who knows what his original plan was?""Probably coordinated attack;" he muses. "He was good at those. Another agent sabotages a defensive platform, even for just a minute..."You nod. Schwarz leans forward in the command room chair, fingers tented, looking even more intense than usual. "I vetted that information myself. Our sources checked out, nothing obvious missing. Need to take this to Frog. He'll need to take it to Command." He frowns. "And Bloodhound took backup?""Yeah," you say. "Used some Rabbits to dig out another accessway and stationed that Disk Boy up there.""India says she got a look at the remains," Schwarz muses, "it was labeled type 0A. Custom model. We'll run it, whatever good that is. Go ahead."Cont.
>>19221994"Bloodhound himself had some serious hardware. A few laser weapons, some kind of traps, mini-missiles...""The lasers were his specialty. He was 10th. That blue laser you mentioned, he can tune the penetration on it. Good for controlling collateral." He grunts again. "Also turned out to be good for cooking amygdalae. Lost a friend to him when he turned.""I still don't get how he made those damn lasers bend.""His guidance system. Calculates distance and movement. Could angle the emitter lens before he fired, make angle-shots. Made a nasty motion predictor.""What about the splitting laser? How does that work?"He shrugs. "The missiles and traps sound like later additions." The old dog stands up. "Nukes, Disk Boy, weapons. Anything else to cover?">Yes/No
I'd say cover the modified DB first. they already know about the ICBM anyhow. also: why do I now get the sinking feeling my GM is re-writing tonight's encounter to have a VWES. balls.
>>19222002Give our take on India's performance on the op, if we haven't already.
>>19222002Could someone have given him the missile? Someone compromised?
>>19222039Sure. What's Anode's take on India's performance of the op?
>>19222134We didn't see too much of her actually in action, since we split up a short ways in. She lives up to her claims as an ace pilot, pulling maneuvers in a TROOP TRANSPORT that no sane man would do. She cleared the initial maintenance shaft with little trouble (after our lightshow). She also seriously saved our bacon when she ambushed that black ops Disk Boy from behind.All in all, 8/10, would go hunting with again.India should probably paint a more complete picture of the op when she comes in to report.
>>19222134well, she saved our ass, so there's that.
>>19222002"India did good," you add. "Even aside from saving my ass. I'm pretty sure her strafing idea saved some Berets, the LZ was really well defended."Schwarz grunts. "Noted.""Other than that, I didn't see much of her end of things. She did disarm a nuke.""There's that, yes," he says with a bare hint of a smile. "Okay, debriefing finished. I'm going to get in contact with Frog, he might want to talk to you directly. And Anode?"You turn back as you're about to leave. "I'm sorry you keep getting caught out with bad info. I'll get to the bottom of it."You nod. "Thanks." Where and what now?
>>19222248Our chestplate is still missing, and our internals are exposed to the open air. We should probably fix that.
>>19222267seconding this. then acquire delicious alcohol.
>>19222248I am become booze, destroyer of fine motor skills.After getting fixed up of course.
>>19222267No sense walking around half-naked. Sort of. That, and no sense in pissing off the Lifesavers by dallying. Debrief done, you had back to the medbay.You walk back in, and find Emerald there. With one arm. You make eye contact. "...Played with it too much," you both say at the same time.He grins and high-fives you. "And how about you? You get power-groped by a ride armor?""Close. I got my shit punched in by one.""Oof. That'd probably crush my whole damn chest in.""Speaking of," the Lifesaver adds, unceremoniously dumping your chestplate on you. "Gah!" You manage as you catch it. "And as for you," he turns to glare at Em, "Your arm is going to take a while.""...So I should clear out of here, then?" he asks hopefully.The Lifesaver holds up a massive finger. "NO. DRINKING. Are we clear?"He gulps. You can't fault him that one, damn guys are scary. "Yessir." With that, the two of you head out. And, naturally, you go to the Pond.Em rests his chin on the bar, peering hungrily at your drink (you didn't know they made stouts from oatmeal, but you had to try it). "No bar fights this time, I trust?" Max asks the two of you."No sir, not us sir," you say quickly. Em rubs the back of his head with his one arm and nods.DELICIOUS ALCOHOL ACQUIREDSHIT-SHOOTING IS GO
>>19222623Well, considering we took out Chaff Weasel and got him analyzed, we pretty much singlehandedly proved the virus theory. We should probably get a couple extra opinions on what others think, since it's all over the news.
>>19222623We should ask Em about how he lost the arm.
>>19222852this. plus more beer.
Sorry, the call of shenanigans happened.>>19222623"So, what's the story?" you ask Em, flicking a bottlecap at him. "Crushed under a door.""The hell?""It was a big door.""Well, no shit, but...""Guy was trying to lock me out of the facility, I got a hand on the controls and didn't let go. Just managed to flip the thing back on before the leads lost contact and my arm died completely." "You're insane, you know that, right?""Yeah, yeah. Anyway, it was connected by a few dead wires, so I just pulled the fucking thing off the lever and went."You pull your beer out of his reach as he reaches for it, and turn back to the news terminal, naturally playing more of the news about Doppler's breakthrough."No dice, unless you want to lose the other one. Besides, what do you think that Saver'd do to me after he finished with you?"He sighs. "Point." "So what do you make of this?""Man, I don't know. Cool, I guess?""Yeah, I'm getting the feeling hunters are least thrilled about it.""Well, it's definitely good news. I just worry. How many guys are we gonna lose because we try to take hostiles alive? How many are going to get suckered in by a false surrender?""Good point. Wonder if they've got a suggestion box."You're quiet for a moment, before Em turns back to you. "So hey! How did your mission go? Almost death aside."You grimace. "What, is that just an assumption now?""Hey, if the chestplate doesn't fit...""True. Anyway, it went fine. Lockon had some kind of guidance and laser system.">Talk shop!>Other?
>>19223394I wasn't expecting much in the way of grand revelations asking Emerald about virus theory.Ask him about any projects he's been working on, any weapons he's been making. Also, after the nanites work their way out of our system, we ought to check in on the training grounds, since we're the new Drill instructor and all.
>>19223394>>19223444"So, you been working on anything special?" you ask. "Not really, no," he admits. "Been trying to study the designs for that Phase tech. Heavy shit. No idea if we could reproduce it on a large scale.""Let me know if you find a cure for fuchsia."He smirks. "You mean pink?""Don't blame me, I didn't make the damn thing.""Come on, I bet India just LOVED your big pink spear."You grin. "Do you really gonna get into a color argument here?" He puts his hands--er, hand--up."Bleh. Fine.""On that note, though, I might go see to the range.""Well, if that doesn't pan out, we could always throw the ball around on upgrades for that guidey-laser-dude. The docs'll yell at me when my arm's ready.">Head to the range? Invite Em?>Head to the labs? >Bugger this and go to sleep?
>>19223680We've only been back for a couple hours, so I suppose we could check out the weapons data, assuming it's already in. Then again, we did this partly for India's project, so we ought to wait for her.Let's go check out the range, and bring Em along if he wants. They'll let us know if our data ever gets in, whereupon we'll promptly go take a look.
>>19223680Range with EM
>>19224013rangetake em if he wants to go
>>19223680You think it over. "Why don't you come with me? We'll see how they're doing, and you're supposed to be our sword expert." "Saber expert. Swords are a different beastie entirely.""You see? It's shit like that.""All right then, I guess I can do that." The two of you get up, big Max goodbye, and head out.The range is humming along now, with plenty of activity (and, you note with pride, a few still making use of the sparring ring) on the field. That tech, Threepenny, waves idly at you and goes back to his work. Looey is nowhere in sight. You make sure to mentally brace yourself for another tackle. Em looks the place over. "Usually don't bother with this," he admits. "Not lately, anyway. Only guy who wants to fight is Tanker, and my buster's useless." "Thought about getting something handheld, like India?" He scratches his nose. "Eh, maybe. Bit cumbersome, though. I'm not built very big."You look down at him. He's actually shorter than the mass-production Berets. "Yeah, I've noticed." He gives you the finger. You just top off your depleted weapon energy at the data tap.>Press a buster rifle into his hand and point him at the range.>Okay, saber-boy, show the class what you've got. >Do something yourself?>Other?
>>19224332Em just keeps making excuses for not investing in a ranged weapon. Fine. Let him help with the melee training while we check out the range ourselves.
>Press a buster rifle into his hand and point him at the range.Can't hurt.Say, speaking of buster rifles, there are some models with VWES capability, right?
>Okay, saber-boy, show the class what you've got. Really, because I want to see what he's got.
>>19224491It's a bit trickier to do than with an integrated assembly, but yes. It usually requires a somewhat bulky fixture mounted on the weapon itself, but it's doable.
Show the class what you've got
>>19224382Just a though here, we should show Em The Highlander at some point in the future.
>>19224332"You really should look into a gun someday, dude," you say."Bleh. My aim sucks.""Probably because you never practice.""Okay, true. I just mean--yeah, but it's been so long and I've gotten so used to swordplay, at this point, why bother?""Because you can't throw a saber.""Actually..." You roll your eyes. "Okay, okay, you know what I mean. For now we'll stick to what you know."You head over to the weapon rack and throw him a stick, which he catches gracefully."So how do you want to do this?" he asks, giving the bokken an experimental swing. "You're the boss."You could have him do a demonstration, you guess. Or you could spar him yourself, though with his missing arm you might have problems with that. Or he could just take all comers, like you did this morning. Or perhaps something else, if it comes to you.>?
>>19224560Fuck yes. I'm for it. Actually, shit, for grins, we should make it a Scotsman's movie night and tack on Braveheart... and have everyone involved drink scotch and ale.
>>19224609Good old spar. But let's even the odds. We'll only use one arm.
>>19224649This. Let's use our fledgling escrima against Em and see how we do against a dedicated melee specialist even when handicapped.>erobat 1stI think Captcha is trying to make a pass at me.
>>19224649>Fighting a guy who is A- rank despite only focusing on melee. Even with one arm I think we are about to get a shitslapping.
>>19224952Did we ever get Emerald's rank?
>>19224972yeah, a while ago. we talked... someone about it. With more staying power, em would be S. and on that note, off to play. I really hope our GM hasn't been paying attention to the thread, last thing I want to see is VWES on hostiles.
>>19225192After the obnoxious S-ranks and the waves of powerful Mavs and the Cold War nukes, I'd be doubtful.
>>19224609You take a stick for yourself--about the size of your misericorde, and put your other arm behind your back. Em raises an eyebrow. "You sure about this, dude?""Sure, why not? I need the practice if I'm gonna use that misericorde. By the way, that thing worked stupidly well, I'm so used to a low-blade biting into something I didn't expect it to go...straight...through...you're smiling. Why are you smiling?""I'm not smiling," Em says (he's totally smiling), "Ready when you are." You make your way over to the ring, a few Berets and LTBs stepping aside to let the officers through. A few whisper to their fellows--maybe they want to see this.>Strategy?
>>19225256He's missing an arm, so try and swing at his unlimbed(?) side to force his defense. Knowing Em, he probably has a shitton of melee battle tricks. We'll just have to lay into him and see what happens.
>>19225256Same trick as last time. The only way to beat experience is to overwhelm it with pure power.Maybe we'll win at least one round that way.
>>19225256>He's smilingOh god this can't end well.
>>19225458He's going to almost kill us. He's going to almost kill us in front of the rank and file.
>>19225256Music: http://youtu.be/n6jCJZEFItoWell, if nothing else, your battles out of your depths have taught you how to fight as the underdog. You come in fast and strong, aiming to put Em on the back foot straight away. Hit his unprotected side, he'll have to turn to deal with it--In a flash of green, he's raised his stick, lightly redirecting your thrust as he steps around you. He's half-turned, one leg behind yours, and somewhere in the movement he's reversed his grip on his bokken, tapping it against your spine. "One.""What," you say.He breaks off, flipping the wooden sword back around and catching it.Okay, so maybe the one-armed thing wasn't a good idea. Adjust?
>>19225238haha, no, I meant in-quest. not my quest, hell, Ursa dosen't even know anode and em exist. well, I mean, he does, since they're listed on the roster for the 4th, but he doesn't know them.
>>19225528Em, where going to start using two arms now, if that's okay with you.
>>19225528Obviously he's used to bigger opponents charging him down, so wait for him to make a move, and counter as best as we can.>>19225560Our bokken is only big enough for us to properly fit one hand around it. It's why we've been using escrima.
>>19225577Yeah, wait for him.This should be entertaining.
>>19225528sweep the legs?
>>19225929Yes. Sweep the legs.
>>19225528"Okay," you grouse, "lesson learned. I'm going to go back to both hands.""Whatever you say," Em trills, that grin still on his features.With both hands, you can at least try to deflect his strikes with your arm. You wheel the stick again and take a low stance, awaiting his attack. He circles around slowly, holding the bokken loosely, slowly closing in. He makes a light overhead swing, which you bat aside and return. He hops backwards, out of your arc, and then steps back in and makes a sharp thrust at your midsection. You push it aside with the back of your arm, coming back in for a riposte of your own--He reverses his movement, twisting his frame and evading your stab, clipping you on the side of the head with the back of his sword, then bringing it back down, around, and up, pushing your stick away and priming himself for a second strike as he 'cuts' your legs out from under you. "You're a bit too fast," he says, Cheshire-smirk gone. "Speed's good and all, but all of your attacks are committed. Leaves you nowhere to go."Cont.
>>19226097Unfortunately, the lesson goes about the same no matter what you do. After the sixth or seventh time you hit the ground, you finally give up. Em sits on your chest, legs folded, that catlike, amused 'who, me?' grin returning."All right, I give," you grumble. He hops off and offers you a hand. Pulling yourself upright practically yanks him over. "In all honesty, in a real fight this would be a lot different," he says. "The ring is fun and all, but it's sort of a vacuum, y'know? You've got gun, and...""So what's all this, then?" comes a voice you haven't heard in a while."Hey, Conda," Em waves. "Just sparring a bit with Anode." "And here I missed it," Overclock says with a dejected tone as he walks up."Haven't seen you in a while," you note. "How was Vienna?""Bloody mess is what it was. Glad to be back home." >Continue lessons?>Other?
>>19226108>Thank you for the lessons Sensei. Can I schedule you for lessons on Tuesday and Thursday mornings?
>>19226108Have Emerald show the Berets and Lancers a thing or two, since he can dance circles around us, while we check in with Conda. We've never really had a good chat with him.
Seconding talking to Conda.I like character development.Though, we should also try and see what needs to be done for training.
>>19226233>>19226198"Wouldn't mind taking some more lessons, Em," you admit. "But for now, maybe start coaching some of the guys?""Er--yeah, all right. I'll try.""Thanks." That out of the way, you go to check with Conda. "Just got back in?" you ask. He nods, bobbing his serpentine neck. "I've run so many laps around Vienna I could name half the businesses," he says. "So what about you? Why's Em over there having a bit of 'armless fun?"You snort. "Something involving a door and not knowing when to let go of a switch. He's fine, just waiting for the repairs to finish.""And what about you, hmm?""Me? I'm fine. Got fixed up from my last outing earlier. Just making do for now." You shrug."Aren't we all," he muses. "Anyway, just making a tour of base, seeing what's what. Next plan is to go fall stone dead in my quarters for a day or two and sleep on a proper recharger.""Can't blame you," you say. "Don't let me keep you.""All right, then, no worries. We'll talk later, Anode."With that, he's back off again. A half-hour later, Em joins him, his arm repairs finally complete.Well, so much for training. At least it was educational, even if you keep getting trounced in front of your infantry.What now?
And on that note, Team Jerkass has called. I'm going to go take a quick shower and then go join them for a while. Once I'm there, I can probably run some Q/A, or turn the thread over for story time or Cain's shenanigans.
>>19226609Call on Cathode?Start organizing another movie night?
>>19226609Let's check out the weapons data and see if we can't make something of it.
>>19226609>Em, what is your opinion on Scots?
>>19226629thread's probably getting close to autosage. storytime is doable though. gonna be a bit later, gonna go see the avengers soon-ish
Who fucked up the archive? It doesn't even share the same tags or nothing.
>>19226729any way to re-tag it?and: off to see avengers. then, if there's a new thread up for it, I'll do a storytime and try and get caught up.
>>19227444God I wish, I'm STILL trying to get the one mis-archived AC-Quest thread fixed.
>>19227464>>19227444Well, we've got a few people in the suptg IRC. We might be able to talk to LL or someone, with luck. In the meantime, we're pretty far into the thread's life, Cain Labs is preoccupied, and it sounds like our storyteller is Avenging. You folks want an interview or some Q&A?
>>19227553How about an interview? Maybe a maverick?
Something that I find interesting, though you guys might not care...Out of all the quests I follow, AC-Quest, Zoids Quest, little bit of MSQ on occasion....Maverick Hunter seems to have the smallest following. But roughly 80% of the people who chime in/follow the quest are other quest-runners.
>>19227970Funny how things work like that.
RECORD BEGINSAsk questions.
>>19227992It's like finding out all the chefs in town all eat at the same restaurant.
>>19228000Who are you?
>>19228000Who are you?Are you anyone we'd recognize as influential within the past two major Maverick rebellions?
>>19219534Updated image, added Anode's symbol. Not entirely happy with the way the it turned out, probably tweak it in the future.>>19228000What is your ultimate goal?
>>19228014Call me Raven, sounds like stupid villian name, yes? Works for purpose.>>19228028If you knew who I was, I did not do job right.>>19228100Turn tidy profit, see next sunrise.
>>19228157Probably a redundant question that'll get dodged somehow, but are you affiliated with the Maverick Hunters in any fashion?Are you a bounty hunter, mercenary, war profiteer, what?
>>19228193Less we meet, better for both of us.What am I? Scavenger, Trespasser, Adventurer, Loner, Killer, Explorer, Robber, to use old phrase.
>>19228264So a player character. Gotcha. Don't ask.Do you identify as Maverick, or are you just some random opportunist?What do you care about the Hunters or Mavericks? Or anyone, for that matter?
>>19228264What was your best day ever?What was your worst day ever?
>>19228303Very much random opportunist. Put that on business cards, run up a thousand.Hunters make job harder, though more profit from merchandise. Danger pay, yes? Mavericks same way. Have contacts, rivals, business parters. Some friends. Most dangerous of all.>>19228361Completed operational parameters of assignment, no shot fired. No alarm raised. No trace. No aftermath.Put bullet in former partner's skull.
>>19228468Who was your former partner and why did you kill them?
>>19228468Are you a human, or a reploid?
>>19228527Can't tell you. Bad memories. Bad for me. Worse for business.>>19228544Can't you tell?
>>19228627When you're being all smug and secretive? It's not easy.What's your take on the whole 'Sigma' thing anyway? Most viewpoints tend to come from people directly involved.Also, have you considered selling ride armors and such to Hunter Command? They'd pay a kings ransom since they have to rebuild their armored division.
>>19228627What's your take on Dr. Doppler's findings on the Maverick Virus?Opinions on the Philosphers/Dr. Shiva?
>>19228627The reception's a little fuzzy on this end.Well, if you're being so secretive, why contact us? What have you got to say that must be so important for you to break silence like this? What's in it for you?
>>19228659Not smug. Cautious. Is necessary. Reploid.Sigma was big deal before I got into business, kind of reason I am in business in first place. Not sure whether I would cold cock him or shake hand.Ride armors big, hard to transport across borders, require me to be much more open than I am comfortable with.>>19228677Virus just theory. Excuse, I think.Doctors and Philosophers all well and good, but arms runner makes world turn. Or grind to halt.>>19228678Lost bet.
>>19228833Alright, here's one you should be able to answer unless it's really specific:What's your favorite product/service to deal in?
>>19228833Hell of a bet.
>>19228833How would one, say, smuggle an ICBM into a derelict missile silo without raising a red flag with Hunter Command?What's your favorite color?
>>19228868Small arms, handheld weaponry, all that. Easy to move, easy to carry, easy to conceal, easy to transact. Personal. Get set in area right, I sometimes think I actually help people.Conversely, drugs by far worst. Only tried once, was enough. Too many distributors using own product. Will stab hand that feeds for cheap fix. Repugnant beside. >>19228885I am owed great deal of liquor for this or partner walks home.>>19228929Warhead easy part. Enough 'decoms' from Cold Wars to secure small yield weapon for right price. Assembly whole other business, likely shipped in parts with scrap. Multicam.
>>19229034What threat rank would you warrant?
>>19229181Ech, I don't know what it would be in your scale. Maybe B? Designed for low profile work. Depends on how rank system works. Not done anything like that in long while.
>>19229286If you're in no danger of revealing yourself, would you care to detail your powers and arsenal?
>>19229306Built for suppression of civil hostilities, infiltration, wetwork, deniable ops. Came with everything you would think for that. Done some customization since then.
>>19229352What do you do in your spare time?Are there many reploids who are neither Pro-Hunter or Pro-Maverick?Think you'll ever retire?
>>19229471Poker. So much Poker.Of course. Give man two groups, he'll make third out of spite. Everyone "retires" eventually, one way or other. I've been lucky so far.
>>19229568Any Mavericks you'd never do a job for, no matter the money?Any Hunters you'd never do a job for, no matter the money?How do you feel about humans?
Many mavericks, many hunters. Humans fine. Good business.Trace attempts breached 3 of 7 proxies. Leaving library now. Disposing of datastick, of course.Goodbye!
home. thread's about dead though.... do we want a new one? or will the storytime abide till later?also: avengers? good movie. never really been a fan of superheros though. too much star power, and it's always the private that goes unnoticed that gets shit done. to the everlasting glory of the infantry.....
>>19229865Just got back home and I'm absolutely dead on my feet. No new thread, not sure what page we're on right now, though I noticed we were autosaging during the interview.
>>19229939storytime abides, then. go get some rest, my friend. then make delicious beers! yes!
>>19230028Awesome. Thanks a lot, you and all /tg/.Also, I manually saved this thread as of this point, per the archive instructions, should we end up nuking the poorly tagged and named one on suptg. Hopefully it won't be necessary, but you never know.