You don't even remember what sent you to the floor. You remember hitting your head on the canvas, and not even being able to reach the ropes for leverage.Everything between that, and Doc splashing the water on your face in the locker room, was a blur.He looked so worried.“Mac,” he says, “Mac, are you alright?”You shake your head. You blew your chance. Tonight was your title fight. The match of the century. Your Pacquiao vs Mayweather. And you got annihilated by Mr. Dream.He was too fast. Too strong. You just didn't have what it took to take him down.Of course, he did kind of have eleven inches and almost eighty pounds on you, so that's something.Doc looks to the exit of the locker room, where the paparazzi are sure to be waiting. You can hear their murmer over the silence of the locker room.“Doc. Is this... it?”He exhales heavily. “Do you want it to be, Mac? You're still a contender. You can still take him down. We just need to get you some training. Get you some fights with other people.”“Like who?”Doc shrugs. “I don't know. I didn't expect you to lose. I didn't have anyone in mind. We can worry about that later, Mac. We gotta figure out what you're going to say to the media.”“Like what?”“Are you finished with boxing? That's going to be their first question.”>Of course not! I will be back, and I will kick the shit out of him. Figuratively speaking, of course. No kicking in boxing.>Maybe. I've heard of this new MMA thing...>Yeah. I've always heard Solaris VII calling to me.>Yeah. Someone's got to get DAT FUKKEN CATTE.>Write-in.
>>39367213>Yeah. Someone's got to get DAT FUKKEN CATTE.KILL SMOKE JAGUAR
>>39367213>Of course not! I will be back, and I will kick the shit out of him. Figuratively speaking, of course. No kicking in boxing.
>>39367213>>Yeah. I've always heard Solaris VII calling to me.
>>39367213>>Of course not! I will be back, and I will kick the shit out of him. Figuratively speaking, of course. No kicking in boxing.
>>39367213>>Yeah. Someone's got to get DAT FUKKEN CATTE.THOUGHT YOU COULD LOSE MY BY DUCKING INTO THAT SPACE-TIME SQUALL, DIDN'T YOU, YOU MOTHERFUCKERSURPRISE, BITCHTITS, I'VE SMOKED SOME DANK-ASS SOULS WITH CTHULU, THIS TRICK AIN'T SHIT
>>39367213>>Yeah. Someone's got to get DAT FUKKEN CATTE.rabbit you're back! Detroit done?
>>39367305No. This is Detroit Quest.
>>39367308how do you motherfuckers
>>39367213All four, blabbered together.
>>39367428It's me, Ridire, your favorite kilt nigger.
>>39367428Caps, wizard picture, and going for DAT CATTE.
>>39367213>Of course not!Let's see of one of our previous opponents would like to spar
FUCK YEAH! DETR- uhhh a quest?.... uhh all the same welcome back rabbit....
>>39367213>No.>We are going to come back. And I am going to stick my proverbial boot up Mr. Dream's ass.>He will not see a single punch until it's already connected.>And I will enjoy the victory down to its very last drop as I do to him then what he did to me tonight.>But don't tell the press that, or they'll go ape.
So, just to be clear: this is a Knock Out! quest where Little Mac lost to Mr. Dream, right?
>>39367587Is this who I think it is?It can't be. There's no way.
>>39367555It's Detroit Quest.>>39367594Not quite.
>Of course not! I will be back, and I will kick the shit out of him. Figuratively speaking, of course. No kicking in boxing.You sigh heavily, and lever yourself to your feet. “What else can I say? I'll be back. I'll kick the shit out of him. He broke my perfect record."As you shake off the dizziness and unlace your gloves, you see a catte flaunting his butthole at you. You cock an eyebrow at the catte, and it dashes off elsewhere. Weird. But you'll leave the catte alone.“Doc, let's go. I don't want to be here. It smells like failure."He nods, and you step out into the flashbulbs, Doc at your side. You do your best not to squint. Questions are shouted at you from several directions in an incoherent babble. But you know what they say.You look at the paparazzi who's shoving the microphone in your face the most insistently, and you hold up one hand for quiet. “I lost tonight," you say. “But I'll be back. The next fight won't go the same way."“That's if you get another fight, Mac," the paparazzi girl says. “Word is you're washed up."“Washed up after one loss? Please."She starts another question, but you shake your head. “No more questions. We're done here."You leave the arena, a dark cloud following you. As you reach your car, a man is leaning against it. He's unshaved, but is wearing a military-style jacket. The paparazzi, at least, kept a respectful distance.
>>39367636But seriously, if he pulls out a comb, I'm freaking out.
>>39367636“You given any thought to your next fight, Mac?" he asks.You sigh, and cock your head looking at him. “No. Talk to Doc about that one."“I got a proposal for you."“I don't want to hear it."“It'll thrust you back into the limelight. Might even get you your title fight back after one bout."One bout to return to contender status? Too good to be true.“Yeah? Where's this match at?"“Solaris."You roll your eyes. Another wacko. Great. “So who's the boxing match against, then?"“Well," he hedges, “it's kind of [i]like[/i] boxing, but not quite...">Fine. Whatever. I'll do it. How much worse can it be?>Blow him off. He talks to Doc, not to you.>Write in.
>>39367636Initiate enhanced imaging
>>39367649>>Blow him off. He talks to Doc, not you.>>39367428You seem able to exercise some form of influence on Ridire. Tell his lazy ass to write.
>>39367649>"I'll hear you out, but it's up to Doc. I trust him more than I trust myself when it comes to this sort of thing."
>>39367587Err, QM, you might want to be cautious with the question marks>>39367649>Write-in>Look, Mister, I just got my head smashed by the world champion. I'm sorry, but I'm certainly not in any state to take decision, much less to discuss your proposal. Come to the gym in three days, and then we can talk.
>>39367649>Blow him off. He talks to Doc, not to you.
>>39367731Yeah, for some odd reason it parsed the quotation marks as question marks. I'm now writing in notepad, so that's not an issue any more.Weird as shit, because it didn't for the first post.
>>39367675>HEY POT, GO CALL THAT KETTLE A NIGGER
>>39367649>Fine. Whatever. I'll do it. How much worse can it be?
>>39367772HOW MANY IDEAS DOES HE TOSS AROUND AND THEN NEVER FUCKING DELIVER ON?
>>39367772It's a /pol/ pot?
>>39367819>It's a /pol/ pot?should not have laughed>>39367803a fuckton, which is why they never really stick with him. Eventually he'll trip across one that literally haunts him until it forces him to write it out; like a literature ghost - that'll be the one to take him back into primetime.
>>39367845So, he'll become a ghost writer?
>Blow him off. He talks to Doc, not to you.“Look, buddy, I got my head pounded in by the world champion tonight. I'm not really up for setting up new deals."“Fair enough," he replies. “At least let me give you my card."You groan. All you want to do tonight is go home and sleep off the concussion, but you can give Doc the card and have him deal with this shitlord. You hold out your hand for his card. You're done with words.He hands it to you, and then steps back. “Hope to hear from you soon, Mac."“Whatever." You look at the card.[i]Montel AndersenCommander, En Guard Peacekeeping Services[/i]You wonder to yourself what kind of shitty name 'En Guard' is.Montel waves, and walks off.You open the car door, close it, and drive off into the night, wanting nothing more than a good screwdriver before bed.When you stumble into your apartment, nearly dead on your feet, you have the presence of mind to take a picture of the card and text it to Doc. Doc'll call him and handle this. That's what Doc is for.Your head hits the pillow, and it's the same kind of blackness as it was when your head hit the canvas earlier tonight.It's not been a good day.>You wake up with the sun, and go training.>You sleep in.>Write-in.
>>39367965>>You wake up with the sun, and go training.I don't have Mac's willpower, but this is what you 'do' when you've been beaten as bad as he is.
>>39367965>You sleep in>Call Doc and friends to say we're okay, ask Doc if he can find a good recording of yesterday's matchLet's see what we did wrong
>>39367965>>You wake up with the sun, and go training.
>>39367965>You wake up with the sun, and go training.This is for you, gettera.
>>39367965Also jesus fuck are italics not a thing on /tg/ anymore? Or were they never and I'm just retarded?Fuuuck. It's been too long.
>>39367982Not really. Working like this after a match is bad, even when you have won
>>39367965>You sleep in.
>>39368068We're probably gonna have to train light- I'm planning on having it be mostly for the rebound momentum.More likely we do a few laps, punch the bag a couple times and do >>39368034>ask Doc if he can find a good recording of yesterday's match
>>39367954DAN, IS THAT YOU
>>39368150WHY IS MY THREAD FULL OF FAGGOTS
>>39368166YOU SOUND LIKE A MARINE DI SCREAMING "WHY IS MY HEAD FULL OF FAGGOTS"THE ANSWER IS SELF-FUCKING EVIDENT YOU KNOW?
>>39368150NO THIS IS PATRICK!
>>39368066they never were and you're just retarded
You're an idiot.These are your thoughts in the morning, as the hated daystar beats into your face, as you didn't bother to draw the blinds closed last night.You roll over, groan, and give the sun the finger. The pounding of your head hasn't gotten any better, but dammit, if you're going to sulk, you're going to sulk in the shower. Which you do.After a good half-hour soak, you stumble out of the bathroom, and make yourself a tall orange juice, and slam down four hardboiled eggs. You're still sore from the fight, but damned if you're going to miss your morning jog.You pull your pink hoodie out of the closet, and step outside, onto the city streets. It's just not the same without having Doc on the bike to chase.Eh. Well, it's an easy day today.Before you can get started, your phone rings. It's Doc."Mac, m'boy, I got a bout already lined up for you, within the week."Within the week? "Ain't that a bit early, Doc?""Nope! You're not going to be boxing. It'll be like boxing. I've already got it all set up. Meet me at the spaceport, boy. We're off to Solaris!"
>>39368355He hangs up. Way too cheerful. You shrug. Well, at least some things are looking up. But you're finishing your jog anyway.Two hours later, you're at the spaceport with Doc, waiting for the DropShip to start boarding procedures. "You got any of the tape from last night, Doc?"He pulls out a portable video player. "I do, I do. I think I know why you lost, too. Watch this and see if you can tell me why."You sit, and you watch the fight. You're doing as you normally do, ducking, weaving, and dodging, quick jab here and there, taking advantage of your quickness and lightness to wear down Mr. Dream.But he just wasn't tiring.This went on for five rounds- you could only get in quick jabs on him, and he only connected with maybe two or three punches total.And then you decided to go for the Star Punch, way too early. That's where you fucked up. You telegraphed it. And you swung, and you caught an uppercut on the jaw. He had planted his feet, and punched clean through your face. No wonder you feel like you got nailed by a freight train. Explains the bruise, too.Nobody gets up from those uppercuts. Nobody."Ugh," you say. "Was it really that obvious?""To most people? No. To you and Mr. Dream? Yeah. Yeah, it was. We gotta get your awareness up, boy, and I got just the thing. Mr. Montel got us a fight contract on Solaris. You'll be fighting within the week.""Doc, I know I'm young, but that's still mighty fast.""It ain't no problem, Mac. You don't have to do the fighting. Your Charger will do that for you. All you gotta do is punch people."Punch people.>Yeah. I'm good at that. Let's do this.>Somehow I don't feel like this is a particularly good idea.>Write-in.
>>39368369>Yeah. I'm good at that. Let's do this.
>>39368369>Yeah. I'm good at that. Let's do this.>>39368381http://www.sarna.net/wiki/ChargerBasically an assault mech(80 tons) designed for speed before it was viable. It's only real offense was it's ability to punch the fuck out of other mechs.
>>39368369>Write-in.>Any chance you can tell me a little more about this before I go in?
While we're waiting, who's going to watch the Manny-Pacquiao fight? Who are ya'all betting on? My money is on The Senator.
>>39368446>tell me moreOKAY BROROBOTBOXINGYOU DIG?
>>39368487I know I'm rooting for Pac-Man. Not gonna pay the hundred bucks for PPV, but I'm going to pirate the stream. Because you know there will be piles of them.
>>39368369>I'm not sure that's a good idea, Doc>I mean, what's their angle? I can't help but think they have some hidden motives.>Anyway, promise me we won't sign anything unless it's been fool-proofed by a true pro. I don't want to be trapped by a contract I shouldn't have accepted
>>39368369This remind anybody else of that rocky style robo-boxing movie?
>>39368589>This remind anybody else of that rocky style robo-boxing movie?ROBOT JOX
>>39368589Real Steel? Kinda, but not as close as it could be.
>>39368609Real Steel was actually a bretty gud movie.
>Yeah. I'm good at that. Let's do this."Yeah," you say. "I can punch things. I'm good at that.""Great! I already signed all the papers and everything. All you have to do, is get there, and kick some ass. And, uh, learn to pilot a 'Mech in a week. Well, more like four days, given the travel time.""...What?""You got this, Mac!"?Sometimes you hate Doc. This is one of those times."Look. It can't be any simpler. You use your feet for the pedals, and we've rigged up special gloves so you can teleoperate the 'Mech's arms," Montel explains to you."Yeah, so what are all the rest of these buttons for?""Extraneous shit. You only need to know two." He points at one in the upper control panel. "That's the on switch. You press it, the 'Mech turns on." He points at the other, extremely large, extremely red button, that takes up the entire central section of the lower control panel. "You press that one to fire your weapons. That is linked to several rocket launchers, and a laser. Rocket launchers only work once, so only press it when you're in their face. Then just mash it until they're dead.""Can't I just punch them until they go down?""You can. I'd suggest that, actually.">Press the button now, and give it a test.>Press the button. Come on.>Press the fucking button. You probably won't be a purple afterwards.>PRESS THE GODDAMN BUTTON>BUTTON BUTTON BUTTON BUTTON BUTTS BUTTON BUTTON BUTTON
>>39368765>Press the button and when it doesn't work smack Doc.
>>39368765>only one salvo of SRMSWhat kind of terrible mech is this? Is... is this some sort of clanner mech? DID YOU PUT US IN A TUBE BABY CLAN MECH?DID YOU HUH? THIS BETTER BE AN ATLAS AT LEAST. I WANT TO SEE SOME ATLAS ON ATLAS BRAWLING GODDAMNIT.
>>39368765>>BUTTON BUTTON BUTTON BUTTON BUTTS BUTTON BUTTON BUTTONwhatcouldgowrong.png?
>>39368845REMEMBER, WHEN THIS IS OVER, IT WILL BE ON YOUR HANDS.YOU ASKED FOR AN ATLAS.YOU'RE GOING TO GET AN ATLAS.
>>39368845Charger is an 80tonner that moves at 84 kph
>>39368924Awwww yeeeeah. IT'S ON NOW, MOTHERFUCKERS.
You mash the button with all the force you can muster.Montel smacks you upside the head. "Hey, dumbass, you might not have noticed, but number one, you're in our hangar, full of explosive things and expensive things, number two, the mech's not on, and number three, the Rocket Launcher tubes aren't loaded."Now, one more thing," Montel continues. "Any weapons fire is considered cheating. But hey, it won't really matter, so long as you win. Just... don't shoot them off first thing, okay?">Mash the button again to show your dominance.>Skip all this shit and let's get to the fight already!
>>39369046>>Mash the button again to show your dominance.
>Mash the button again to show your dominance.
Here's the fight card.YOU ASKED FOR THIS.
>>39369046>Mash the button again to show your dominance.
>>39369046>REQUEST A LARGER MECHIT MUST BE SUITABLY LARGE.AND PREFERABLY STEINER.Oh for the love of, Captcha, I am not a dirty clanner spam bot... Captcha...Cap...CAPPIES.
>>39369138FUCK YOU, YOU TEUTONIC FUCKLIAO PRIDE, IS WIDE
>>39368845>rockets>srmsgood 1 corewordlerthis is advanced hegemony technology
>>39369169NOT EVEN THAT ANON, BUT YOU CAN'T HAVE A LARGE ENOUGH MECHTHAT'S LIKE SAYING "OH, I GUESS I WOULDN'T WANT A BIGGER DICK, I'M FINE WITH WHAT I HAVE", YOU JUST DON'T DO THAT
>>39369169>House LiaoOH HEY, HOW'D ALL THOSE SUCCESSION WARS TURN OUT FOR YOU, HUH? HUHHHH?STEINER, STEINER STEINER!
>>39369080>5/0We'd win if megamek supported advanced combat like tripping and grappling, as things now maybe dodging is turned on we could win..
You mash the button once more to show dominance. Montel smacks you upside the head again.-It's the day of the fight, and you're standing in your Charger, across the field from an Atlas. Who has 20 tons on you, and at least a meter in height. This seems familiar.You mash the overhead button. The 'Mech rumbles to life, and a soothing automated voice says "Reactor online. Weapons online. Sensors..." and then it pauses."Sensors error."Fuck it. What were sensors going to do for you anyway? You look up, and the Atlas is already charging towards you. The rules of the fight are physical attacks only, but you can see your cheater button already calling you. And you're not even in melee range.>Charge the Atlas! Punch him in the face! Win through violence!>Mash the button! MASH THE BUTTON! MAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAASH>Write-in.(I'm using this to test out a new method of fightan, so as to save me time from rolling ALL THOSE GODDAMN DICE)
>>39369566>Think strategically and then CHARGE THE ATLAS!>...Strategically.
>>39369566>>Mash the button! MASH THE BUTTON! MAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAASH
>>39369566>Charge the Atlas! Punch him in the face! Win through violence!YAAAAAY VIOLENCE
>>39369566>Charge the Atlas! Punch him in the face! Win through violence!
>>39369566>Charge the Atlas! Punch him in the face! Win through violence!Stick to cover til you can punch him.
>>39369566>RocketjumpNO ONE EXPECTS A RELATIVELY GIANT ROBOT USING HIS CHEATER BUTTON (RELATIVELY) PRODUCTIVELY
"Fuck it," you say. You lean forward, hard, on the pedals, and launch the Charger at its surprisingly high top speed towards the Atlas.The Atlas pilot, to his credit, does the exact same thing. He's not quite as fast, so you two don't quite meet in the middle, but somewhat near his end of the arena.You wind up for a hammerblow of a swing, using your momentum to get the first punch.But you could always kick him.Or press the button. PRESS THE BUTTON. THE BUTTON PRESS IT PRESS THE BUTTON BUTTON BUTTON PRESS THE BUTTON>Punch him. You're a boxer, right? Holy shit, act like it.>Kick him. THEY'LL NEVER EXPECT THE OLD ONE-TWO-KICK-IN-THE-NUTS>BUTTOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOON
>>39369864>Punch him. You're a boxer, right? Holy shit, act like it.It's what everyone watching(?) came to see,.
>>39369864>Punch him. You're a boxer, right? Holy shit, act like it.
OH GOD GIVE ME A MOMENT I CAN'T STOP LAUGHING
>>39370017Well you put us up is a melee fight against an equally good pilot in a better mech. Pretty typical. Ok quest over let's go home.
>>39370017That went well.
>>39370048>equally goodLook at those to-hit numbers again.Hell, I did intend for Mac to lose the fight, just... not quite so hilariously. Or so quickly.Also>Critical hit on SensorsANDRE WILL HAVE HIS DUE
>>39370141Piloting was the same, We just moved faster than he did so we were harder to hit, for all the good it did us.
>>39370202Nope. Juan there was a piloting 6 pilot.Mac, on the other hand, was piloting 0. So, basically, a piloting god.Remember, the pilot stats are gunnery/piloting, not the other way around. Running only is a +2 to-hit modifier.
>>39370248>Needs 1 to hit >hit>Needs 2 to hit>hitYep. Good pilot.But still, the dice chose.
>Punch him.Yeah, punch him. That's a strategy that's never failed you. You bring up your dukes, and give the Atlas the old one-two. Your left jab bats away his arm, leaving your right for a clear punch right to the chest. That'll stagger him.It does not stagger him.The Atlas pilot plants his feet, and swings in a mighty uppercut.A familiar blackness envelops you.-You are now Doc, watching the fight with the crowd. You watched Mac charge in, against a heavier opponent, as he's done so many times now. He drops back into a classic stance, arms up, and then the left jab comes out."Yeah, Mac! Give it to him, baby!" you shout, as it bats away the blocking arm, and Mac drives a hard right hook right into the chest of the Atlas.You're excited, and then the Atlas plants his feet.Oh.Oh, shit, this is familiar.The Atlas' fist rockets up, and connects solidly on the chin of the Charger. It continues to move upwards, peeling off armor in one giant flake. The head of the Charger is scooped clean out- the arena is deathly silent as the Charger freezes. The Atlas punches the Charger in the right arm, armor creaking and myomer groaning, but it's already over.The Charger keels over on its back, knocked out with the first punch.You think you can see a bit of red on the fist of the Atlas.A bit of Mac.All those years of training flash before your eyes, and then you're on your knees in the stands, vomiting.It's not a good day.
In other news, DETROIT QUEST IS BACK!I had expected Mac to make an appearance as part of the En Guard, but, uh. The dice chose, I suppose.Follow (ugh) me (god I hate twitter) at @BV_470, I'll announce DETROIT QUEST 6 on there the day before.And despite the one-round knockout, I am actually pretty happy with this megamek idea. I will, of course, do more detailed voting options for upcoming fights, but this was mostly just a trial run of the new system and a chance for me to shake off the rust in my writing.
>>39370362Talk about knocked the fuck out.
>>39370412>but, uh. The dice chose, I suppose.That ain't any way to QM, seriously you're giving the dice more control over things than you have, and thats just terrible QM'ing when what we do and what you do is completely meaningless in the face of the dice.>but this was mostly just a trial run of the new systemAnd it showed gaping holes in it, well more accurately your QM'ing.Your quest isn't going to go anywhere and will end up a pathetic mess dead within a thread if you keep letting the dice run the show like that without any care for the story. If this is how your going to run Detroit Quest proper once more then we're just going to learn to not give a fuck about any character ever, not play them IC, not give a shit about objectives or anything because we know the dice are more important to the story than anything we or you do and they'll fuck us in 3 seconds flat.What the fuck is the point of that? This isn't BT the TTG, nor is it Megamek, this is a quest, an entirely different cooperative narrative game, except with how you run things theres no cooperation, no narrative, and very little game, just lolrandumb dice happenings, and while that can be fun, when it just instakills characters for no reason at all then you have serious fucking problems.
>>39370944Too bad it's been running for a couple of threads already, it's based off Battletech using Battletech rules, and you're being a whiny cunt because you didn't automatically get S-rank or whatever the fuck it is you weebs use to measure your visual novel e-peen. Right? Fuck off, it's a fun quest and obviously you've got zero fucking clues about how it's been run previously, and you're just whining to whine.
>>39370362You know, I thought I was going to have a fun time.
>>39371071>all this bait>all this denial and projecting
>>39371133No anon, no fun allowed, the dice decree this quest be a Fun Free Zone.
>>39370944W E W
>>39370944I was running this as a one-shot for reasons of shaking the rust off. Any and all possible outcomes were perfectly fine for the larger story.I have no problems fudging the rolls or otherwise if it suits the story. I mean, hell, I've actually been trying to kill Andre for... shit, like forever. That didn't happen.>This isn't BT the TTGIt very much is. People can and will die. They just haven't yet.Also I'm probably going to be making use of the Edge system more, so there will be a buffer, but I'm okay with literally anyone being able to die. If you're not, that's cool. I ain't gonna force you to stay here.>except with how you run things theres no cooperation, no narrative, and very little game, just lolrandumb dice happenings, and while that can be fun, when it just instakills characters for no reason at all then you have serious fucking problems.I don't think you've actually read the other quest threads.
>>39370944>Telling the Qm how to run his quest >Telling the players how they should enjoy said quest>Being a total bitch about itNice bait>>39371143>All this bait>All this stupidity.>>39371162>Wah bad dice rolls actually have consequences.
>>39371227>I don't think you've actually read the other quest threads.I have and this was a massive anticlimactic retarded departure from those threads.>but I'm okay with literally anyone being able to die.Well then the quest won't last long sadly, though it seems you couldn't give less of a shit.
>>39371377>"muh waifus?">"muh perfect ends in all quests ever">"muh no one dies">"muh QM can't write a silly-one shot to get the rust off!">"nothing goes my way, waaaaaaah">"everything is that other anon's fault!"
>>39371377>I have and this was a massive anticlimactic retarded departure from those threads.That's why I did it here and not in the main story. Like I said. You've got to shake the rust off writing before you actually do well with it again. This was a stupid dumb romp with zero actual consequences.>Well then the quest won't last long sadly, though it seems you couldn't give less of a shit.I give enough of a shit to write it.
>>39371422bait harder fagit
>>39370362What the fuck was that?
>>39370141>Hell, I did intend for Mac to lose the fight, just... not quite so hilariously. Or so quickly.>>39370412>I had expected Mac to make an appearance as part of the En Guard, but, uh. The dice chose, I suppose.How the flying fuck did you expect anything other than am instant head capping in this? Fucking seriously, deaths in Solaris arebmeant to be rare and uncommon, then you went and put us in this match and killed us in 2 seconds.Also>megamek as the system and crunchYeah you're an idiot.
There is a rather large difference between getting knocked out in a boxing match and becoming a red smear in whatever the fuck bullshit this was.
So, does it means that this http://www.sportspickle.com/2010/07/definite-proof-doc-louis-has-been-trying-to-kill-little-mac was right all along?
Well that was fun
>>39381897More like the opposite of it, could have been fun, but then it went full retard. Also sage your posts faggot.
>>39381926>sage still worksreally?
>>39385496yes you fucking buffoon. it goes in the options field, it never stopped working
This was not a good quest, but the writing was competent.Okay bye
Also hilarious amounts of railroading. May as well have never presented choices if we were gonna end up going to Solaris anyway.If you can find the time to extricate yourself from the secure, all-encompassing warmth of planefag's scrotum, and not try to vomit randumb shit for the sake of trying to capture a tenth of what he does during his threads, perhaps you could put this talent of yours to use in an actually entertaining story.