646 , SeptemberThe extradited extraction of Executor "Crazy" Hassan has been handled rather executively.Haha. The Voss are quite the rabble to deal with, let's hope we have more than enough bullets to deal with the lot of them. They also seem to have a more robust warmachine than our information lets on. It seems the Voss grow tougher hides and callouses with every drop of blood they shed.In the meanwhile, this Pandemon's National Pride Army Corp has been put on hold in the North Eastern Kashirn front but its obvious they'll overrun the place if they catch wind of us not being here for long. Expect Voss relations have delved into the red. We are likely demons to their people after how many Voss we've killed. Kashir relations on the other hand, have likely transcended mutual professionalism to brothers in Arms....>[Kshr] background unlocked. [Rules coming soon....]Kashir Conscrips Unlocked:> Pay 50 Cloves to hire an extra conscript to fight with you. > They have 1Hp. But count as a "trained" member of your squad. Capable of doing what you can.
>60 Cloves from that last mission>60/1000 Debt paid>Improvised Ammo brings my ammo total back to 100 Shotgun Shells (I think)>Switch back to S1's"60 Cloves and I don't get to spend a cent. The other convicts had the right idea though. Maybe we should make a brief foray onto the field and, 'salvage' the equipment lost to the battle.""That sounds something like we could get in trouble for""Nonsense! Think of it as community service. We are recycling the weapons back into our own armory for use again, rather then just leaving them on the field to gather rust"
-Met trading sense (free appraisal)>Kashir would sell anything they own for the right price>They sorely lack anti-tank weapon>They could probably use more food too>and things to repair the damage done by this battle!-What should I sell people at redemption gate and what should I buy from them afterward to make a profit.
The bespectacled young woman would appear embarrassed as she approaches the Kashir general after having calculated her current personal funds."It would appear that I'm a tiny bit short on your proposal sir. Is your offer a one time only deal, or is it open for the duration or your presence in our little group? I can make the necessary paperwork to get the extra cloves I'l need to buy the salamander off your hands.">Payment 60C - GI.Bond = 48C>Total = 396C + 48C = 444CLoadout:-Jockey Mechsuit-Power Fist Add-on-Shield Add-on
It was weird coming back alone, but guess it would be something happening often. 120 cloves and the need to re-equip, there goes a chunk of that. There goes dreams of rocket launchers.>Payment: 120 (6 phases)>-60 3x Armour>-30 3x Helmet>-30 2x rationsLoadout:-7 Barrels-Helmet, Armour-3 Rations, Smokes
"Heyya again Kaiali, think you can work your magic on these too? I'll be back to pick them up after I get some new armor and a helmet for my new squadmate here.">Give 64 cloves, and both H3s and K4s to KaialiSphinx>Take Ace Bond: 0/10 kills+340 payment from mission (180 looted from dead teammates)-64: Given to KaialiSphinx to upgrade two H3s three times, and two K4s four times.-30: New helmet and armor-46: 3 H3 rockets, 8 HVY shells-200: Language training (Kashir and Vosskon)Loadout:-Ablative Armors, Helmets, 2 rations, CADPAT Camo-S1 (Rating +7), H3, K4 each.-2/6 : 2/6 EXP Shells | 0/4 : 0/4 Shells | 0/4 : 0/4 HVY Shells -1/2 : 1/2 H3 rockets!Grappling, Stealth, Sniper, Language(Voss, Kashir) Trainings | !Convict Bonus: +1 Explosive DMGLocker: 250 cloves.
rolled 7 = 7>>19558271NCA: Finding buyers for Gryphons eggs at 100 cloves per egg or 1000 for the dozen
rolled 9, 10 = 19>NCA: Scrounge the battlefield for any weapons to sell back for some cloves
>>19559417Why does this happen to me. I best not get killed in my own NCA for the second time
>>19559417In the half burnt wreckage of a hut sat a half charred corpse of an axeman, clutching in his hands a rather unscathed axe composed of cold blue steel that was likely forged from an ancient family line. > Will you try to pry it from its hands ?
>>19559497>... Yes"Bum luck so far, everyone else must have gotten to the damn weapons first.""Hey boss check this out!""Its some kind of Axe, seems to be in perfect condition for the most part""Well..." Van Halen let out a heavy sigh "Its better then nothing. Come on, maybe we will get enough for cigerettes for it">Reach for the axe>Put hand on the shaft
>>19558547>Lend 160 to Cilantro, under contract that she pay back 200 at earliest convenience, in case of death before debt is paid, all of Cilantro's remaining items and money will go to me.
rolled 3 = 3>>19559549THE UNDEAD AXEMAN LURCHES FORTH.
>>19559580"Booooooss! This guy ain't dead! This guy ain't dea-"
>>19559580The Axeman ghoul has bit down on your arm. A seizing pain shoot through your bones as it gnaws.> What do ?
>>19559579"Oh? Lending me some money...Aren't you a convict? Not that I mind really, I was yelling about needing some for the past 4 hours." A glimmer shines behind the young jockey rider,s glasses. "That lizard's all mine! Thanks a lot and don't worry, I'l have it paid back as soon as possible with a small interest on your behalf." she quickly runs off to meet with the Kashir general, payment in hand.>Buy Salamander 600cloves>604cloves - 600 = 4 clovesHumph...I guess that's enough for some gum and a pack of jerky...
rolled 8, 4 = 12>>19559622"JESUS H TAPDANCING CHRIST SHOOT IT. SHOOT IT NOW!">Get squadmates to attempt to shoot the zombie trying to eat me>Failing that, grab the axe still in hand and attempt to cut off my arm
Hm, the Reelections are a bit too unwieldy for my taste. Lets try something different...>380 Cloves total>20/1000 debt paid>Selling all four R5s back to unit for 56 cloves each for total of 224.>604 cloves total.-200 for purchase of 4 R4s-100 for purchase of 2 kashir conscripts-60 for purchase of 2 helmets and 2 ablative armors-50 for one satchel charge-100 for 4 P2s-20 for 4 extra rifle clips>530 cloves spent>74 remain-1 extra Alpha 2 Kashir conscripts-4 helmets-4 ablative armor-8 extra clips (2 per man)!Serpent Aspect!Long Distance Running
>>19559691If that 1000 debt is from a GI fund, you don't have to pay that back. Instead you just pay the 20% government tax of every paycheck you make for the rest of your life.
>>19559683The Arm has been detached with a swing of an axe. So deftly did it swing that you swear it cut so cleanly that you didn't feel it.As you staggered back , your squadmates expend their rounds until the monster is more holes than man. > You Recieved an Ancient Hatchet.Cleave [7]x[cleave] Heavy Damage 2Your Unit leader has now been hit with accute hemovorism, and must consume a human each battle to avoid the BLACK HUNGER.He is also an amputee.
rolled 7, 1 = 8>>19559767Van Halen felt himself vomit a little in the mouth. The pain of the axe wound hurt like a branding iron."Ermm, Boss? You okay there""Just... Get me to a fucking medic Harald. I need a stiff drink and... Meat"He beared his teeth for a moment, surpressing the urge that suddenly rose in him"Fucking zombies, i'm keeping this axe, its the only thing I can hold in this hand right now"
rolled 3, 7, 7, 2, 8, 7, 4, 6, 5, 1, 5, 10, 10, 6, 7, 1, 5, 2, 3, 1 = 100>call in 20 scientist (6rating) to look at the halberd (600 cloves)>Have any extra success go to the new tank used by voss
rolled 8, 3, 8 = 19"Lets see if we can't find anything to salvage...">NCA: All 3 members search of sellable salvage
>4 Action Phases>80 ClovesMartin goes about the battlefield with his two squadmates (one so new Martin was still having trouble remembering his name), Crusade rifles at the ready, as they check the Voss corpses. It was a dirty job, but somebody had to make sure they stayed dead. And so, they methodically moved to destroy the heads of every Voss dead that hadn't already been so treated. >NCA: Make sure the Voss dead stay that way.
rolled 2, 3 = 5>>19559964Rolls
rolled 2, 7 = 9>NCA roll for Highstakes gambling to increase my paycheck all 32 of it."Thrift and savings are for chumps who think they are going to live long enough to enjoy it."
Accidentally deleted post, rolled a 10 to round up some scrap.
''Ah, pay time! Best part of the job. Shot less bullet than what I'm getting paid for. Happy days Indeed!>Ka-chink: 40 Cloves pay check.>80c+40c=120cThese Kashir aren't half bad, I kinda like that Hassan guy. Maybe I can convince one pretty lady to follow me back home...''
>collect paycheck of one hundred twenty cloves>at Miss Konnair's request, utilize sixty-four cloves to upgrade the rating of both H3s three times and the rating of both K4s four times>return upgraded weapons to owner
>>19560298Well, that turned out well.>collecting paycheck of 20, minus GI...is 16 cloves. (note to self, do not oversleep)
>>19560793"I have no clue how you managed to work that trigger assembly in there Kaiali, but thanks, I really appreciate it. If there's anything I can do to make it up to you, and I mean anything, don't hesitate to ask.">take back weapons, loot fallen teammates again.
“Okaaaaaay.” Ella sighed, unwrapping the white cloth around her hands. “Just—just let me run through this again. We get pulled off the line. They send up Pandemon to fill in the cracks. He gets a chance at Hassan—the same Hassan who's been gunning for us since Goddess-knows-when, and Pandemon just /lets him go/?”“That's the situation in brief, yes.” The slightly muffled response emanated from Malachi's mask.“And on top of this, I hear news that /Clovis/, of all things, is getting close to the Kashir?”“Yes.” The corpsier nodded.Ella sighed, curling and relaxing her hand from a fist. “If Krusser and Pandemon coudn't handle such a small force...” her voice trailed off. She sat up from the bench, shaking her head, droplets of sweat glistening as they fell. She began to walk over to the locker room, her corpsier keeping up behind her. “Clovis,” Ella said, gritting her teeth. She never trusted the Cloven. A group of ragtag degenerates that call themselves a nation. Armed forces cobbled together from a mixture of Vosskon exiles looking for asylum, Aeoni pilgrims looking for sanctuary, Outland farmers and city boy slackers looking for cheap thrills. The appearance of a Cloven special tasks group at Redemption Gate showed that Clovis wished to escalate their role in the war from simple observers to outright players in the war.
>>19562705Rumors of Cloven special tasks group capturing Kashir persons of interests on Voss borders. Rumors of deals between Voss and Kashir nobles. And now Kashir soldiers fighting, arm-in-arm, with Clovis soldiers. 'What could be their plan?' Ella furrowed her brow, stopping as she reached the locker room door. “Mal.” She said, setting her hand on the door.“Ma'am?”“Keep an ear open for any news on Cloven operators or Kashir movements. They're planning something—I'd like to know just what that 'something' is.”“The official reports aren't enough?”“Just...keep an ear open, Mal.”“...understood, ma'am.”“Thank you.” Ella began to push open the door. “Oh.” She stopped, turning back. “One more thing, Mal.”“Miss Cotton?”“You're dismissed. Get yourself some food—or, well, do whatever you Corpsiers do with your free time. Send Abby over here if you see her.”“Very well, Miss Cotton.” The corpsier gave a small bow. “Thank you.”
>>19562714“...the light of Alexander prevails. Let us not be found wanting.” Uriah Plaid ended the daily prayer by crossing himself, setting the small, leatherbound holy book on top of his dresser. Foreign land or not, he had kept in mind that the old traditions must be kept. It had been some time since the team had gotten back to base, and he had traded out his flightsuit for his robes. He had not expected to have seen any other Aeoni soldiers in his unit; it felt good to fight alongside his brothers and sisters, even if they were all on pilgrimage. 'An odd place, this country,' Uriah thought. 'Odd, and yet strangely comforting.' He gave a tired smile as he stood, brushing the dirt from his robes. 'To think that I would be fighting alongside a man born and raised in Voss—Templar Cretius would have had my head by now if he had found out.' He chuckled to himself, stepping outside the tent and moving out toward the command building.'And not just Voss,' he had to remind himself. 'Ragnyllians, Northerners--even native Cloven were pressed into the ranks.' He smiled. "What an odd band of men we are," he said under his breath. It was not long until his footsteps led him to the door of the command building. He stepped inside, keeping his hands folded in front of him, his slippers softly scuffing against the floor. He needed to speak to Hassan--talk to him about how to find Salazar's sister and servant. 'If only I knew where to find the man,' Uriah reflected as he idly stepped through another hallway.
"A little big more glue aaaaaand voila." The young pilot gently glues a miniature bomb color she had handcrafted herself. Behind her lay pieces of scrap from various weapons and even worthless tank metal she had collected at the end of the previous fight. "And this little convict figurine's finished just in time too. I can leave them in the planning room, much better then those dreary ugly cubes and pieces of metal they use to prepare and plan..."Carefully putting her metal-working tools, glue and paint aside she would remove the sweat from her brow. Melting scraps with a blow torch is all easy, but the fumes and heat's never good in a closed room. But it helps her forget her heritage, losing herself in hobbies and *geekeries* as some would call them. 2 small radios for our echos, the big jockeys, 2 femtos, hordes of little snipers, convicts and 1 charlie unit, she would pack the figurines one by one in a box, each of them engraved with the name of a pilot or a squad leader.With everyone busy eating, partying or salvaging for parts she sneaked into the war room. Com-Links, tables, maps, everything was like she imagined it do be. She wanted to hurry and drop her little gift without being caught and thus quickly unpacked each figurine, swapping them for the basic stuff laying around. "And now I have more cheap scraps to make a whole new batch." she grins, whistling softly as she makes her way back out, leaving over 30 of her fine crafted little metal soldiers and mechs behind.
ahhh Weapons Market Wednesdays greets Thrifty Thursdays It seems market prices for guns have changed. Better look into these changes for possible venues of profit. Otherwise it seems the National Gun Corp. is raking in demand on their new anti tank weaponry.
Um...does anyone have the unit cards available?
>MEANWHILE. IN THE MEDICAL TENT"Okay, so, you went onto the field of battle, outside of orders, to make a quick buck, and you come back and your squad leader is missing an arm. And you expect 'he fell down some stairs' to be an acceptable excuse?" Said the medic"... Well, I was hoping you would buy it." Van Der Waal has been through many things with his boss. From the numerous bank robberies their gang pulled off to that one time in the city where they got into the fist fight with a mafia crime boss, he has pulled through. But now, he was here, explaining to a medic how his boss ended up one arm short. And somehow he thought 'he was bitten by a ghoul' would go down as well as a blaze in a firework factory"Okay, fine, we went out to get scrap but, there was this guy, a Voss Axeman I think. We thought he was dead, he almost looked it anyway. Turned out the fether was still alive, took a swing at the boss, lopped his arm clean off. We filled him full of holes afterwards but we couldn't save his arm" He could see the uncertainty on the Medic's face whether to trust his story. And why wouldn't he, if a group of convicts just came up to him, to fix their bosses arm and they wouldn't give a straight answer as to what happened, he would be suspicious anyway. He moved quickly to change the subject."Look, we want to get the boss a replacement prosphetic arm. How much would one cost? And failing that, can you just treat it so he doesn't get gangrene or something"
>>19565998Here you go Anon
That is all from the last thread.
>>19566153Gangrene's no problem, the cut was clean. Your axeman sure likes to clean his weapons. But lets see, as far as prosthetics go I could put in an order for a medical brace. It'd let you hold that axe, anyway.Or I can contact a friend from the Valknyres, see if they can't scrounge up a mechanical prosthetic that hits harder than a truck. You'd have to give me 100 clovers though to sweeten the deal. Only so much I can get with surgeon's pay "
>>19566301this is replacedby this thing>>19565321
>>19568017"Just 100 Cloves? Well alright, we are, slightly strapped for cloves right now, can we fit the medical brace and get the limb made at a later date? We shouldn't have too much of an issue making 100 cloves if we do a good job in the next battle"
>>19566446>>19566396>>19566318>>19566301>>19566264Thank you kindly.
Thursday,Air superiority for our forces is paramount, and we're seeing the first VOss aerial craft. Not only did they manage to join the aerial warfare game, but they've become competent enough to make it a naval division out of it. Just how far did they go just to fight these people.Will look into calling up squadrons for hire. Perhaps an airforce brass...
>>19569551Are they just going to be squadrons of Femtos flyers? Or are we going to see a new aircraft made specifically for air superiority?
>>19569551An airforce commander would be ideal. Speaking of air forces, has our R&D department bore any fruit on those proposed concepts for a gunship and tank?
rolled 4, 9 = 13Starting Funds: 365$Mission Pay: +112 (140-28)Ace Bond: +700Buy 5 R5 Rounds: -25$Voss Language Training: -100$Ragnyll Language Training: -100$Aeon Language Training: -100$Current Funds: 852$"Kaiali, it is my understanding you can upgrade weaponry, would you be willing to recallibrate my Reelection?">Give Kaiali 152$ to upgrade my R5 4 times. The 53$ is considered payment for that service.>NCA: Attempt to purchase a full grown Wyvern and/or Grpyhon to us in case there are ever air battles in the future.
rolled 7, 5 = 12>>19560275>Use winnings to invest in research for I don't know a black hole bomb/generator thingy
The door to the War Room opened with light squeak as Plaid poked his head inside. The first thing he noticed is it was dark. A forced darkness, further exacerbated by thick shades over the tall windows. A multitude of fans, set into the wall and stood along the corners, formed a low rumble as fresh air was continually blown into the room. The "tack-tack-tack" of fingers on typewriters and Morse code machines formed a chittering hiss that built on top of the rumble of the fans. Along one wall, a line of radiomen huddled in front of their machines, taking down coded messages from task forces operating around the world and sending out coded messages in kind. A radio set somewhere within the room played a collection of music from Cloven radio stations.The center of the room was dominated by a large square table. The top of the table was covered by a large map, showing all the areas Cloven task groups were operating. There were two boards set up on rolling frames stationed close by. The first board had illustrations of Cloven holdings, with differently colored push pins illustrating locations and places of interest to the Cloven war effort. The second board was a black board, with taped pictures of different persons of interest--Voss commanders, Aeoni Chapter Masters, Outlander Warlords, and most recently, Kashir royalty members, all with their last confirmed whereabouts sketched out in chalk underneath or beside their pictures.
>at Mister Loadstone's request, utilize one hundred fifty two cloves to upgrade the rating of the R5 four times>return modified arms to owner
>>19573967Plaid walked up to the main table, brushing his hand over the large map. There was a stack of small boxes sitting on the corner of the table. He looked at the stack of boxes, noticing that the boxes were imprinted with the names of the people in his current unit. He sifted through the boxes until he found a small box with his name on it. He opened the box. Inside, was a small metal model of his Jockey, intricately detailed. "'Impressive craftsmanship," he whispered, turning the model over in his hands. "Even got the Arm Cannon right." He chuckled at that. 'Must have a lot of time on their hands, whoever did this.'"Sir?" Uriah was broken out of his concentration by the appearance of an aide right beside him. "You seem a bit lost. Are you looking for something?""Yes, actually." Plaid said, setting the Jockey model on the table. "Have you seen the Princess Salazar or Hassan about? I've been looking for them around the compound and I cannot seem to find neither eye nor ear of the two of them..."
>>19573979>Okay, on to plotting!Uriah stepped out onto the airfield, shading his eyes from the sun. After explaining his situation to the aide, the aide had been king enough to point him in the direction of the airfield, noting that "You'll know where Hassan is when you see the tents." Well.Plaid found himself walking alongside all the hangars. "Now, what did he mean by all the--" Plaid stopped as he looked inside one of the hangar bays. "Ah."The Halberd was as battered as it had been at the end of the battle, only now there was a mixture of Kashir golds mixing with the Voss reds. A collection of white and golden tents billowed in the crosswind that flittered through the open hangar bay windows. The scent of spices fluttered toward thehangar bay door, lightly mixed with the smell of incense.Plaid entered the mixture of tents, ducking between and through tents. He had sworn he had passed by a camel stable—how did they get camels on-base without anyone knowing?—as he stepped into Hassan's tent. The man gave Uriah a wild-eyed grin, followed by a jovial burst of laughter. “Welcome—welcome my friend!” He grinned. “Thank you for allowing my men to stay here, and on such short notice. Now, what brings you to my tent?”
>>19576800“I—It's fine, Hassan,” Uriah replied, returning a smile. “I'm here for information—about Princess Salazar's sister, Rai.”The dark-skinned man's countenance darkened slightly. “Ah, but of course,” he said. “Come, come in and have a seat! We have much to talk about.”Plaid followed the man into his tent, sitting on one of the plush cushions closest to the door. Hassan sat directly opposite of him, clapping his hands twice as he sat down. In mere moments, a manservant appeared, a tray with two glasses of water and a pitcher perched on the crook of his arm. The servant bent down, allowing Plaid grab a glass. “Rai is a smart woman—powerful, too; she is as clever as she is resourceful.” Hassan grabbed the other glass from the manservant, giving him an appreciative nod as the servant took his place at the side of the tent. “But I suspect she fell in bad tidings with the king—not that I minded; it is water under the bridge now, and the men I lost trying to reclaim her had fallen to the bullets of Voss' peasant commandos.” Hassan tilted back the glass, never for a moment letting his gaze divert from the Aeoni pilot in front of him. “I have divined with the owl, and I have searched. Tell me, Plaid—if you were captured by the enemy, what is the one way you are able to communicate with your wish to be found, whilst at the same time eluding your foes?”Uriah cupped his chin, furrowing his brow in thought. “Well,” he began, “I would leave a trail. Other than that, the only alternative method of communication would be telepathy, I would assume.” Plaid took a sip from the glass.
>>19576808Hassan let out another laugh. “Our powers do not work for thousands of miles—only when we are in the same room does it work.” Uriah tilted his head in confusion. “I was joking.” The Aeoni man gave an understanding “Aaaah” before taking another sip.“But yes, Plaid—you leave a trail. And where do you suppose we look—especially if we are dealing with someone as...talented...as she?”“Hmmm,” Plaid mumbled, emptying his cup. “She is a Stargazer, yes? In that cacse, I would assume that we look to the stars.” The manservant at the side of the room moved to beside Plaid, refilling his glass.Again, Hassan laughed in approval. “You are correct,” Hassan smiles.“But how do we find the trail if it's in the sky? We do not have any Stargazers in this unit—that I know of, anyway.”“The hymns sang in the stars make the faint Lupus glow brightly every night. She sings a song, you see—for that is the contract she had made with her celestial Lupus.”“So at night, when she sings, it forms a trail in the sky—and we can use that trial to find out where the Starstress is located?”“At the same time that same night, three new songs are sung, and the celestials Southern Crown, and Sygnus of the Northern Swan glow as brightly as the Lupus.” Hassan leaned forward., his voice hushed “Would you like to know what the third song is from?”“Of course.” Plaid replied.“Libra, the scales.” Hassan leaned back, grinning. “To our people, it is a sign of balance, peace.”Plaid blinked. The Swan, The Cross, and The Scales. 'We can gather enough information from those three pieces alone to know where she is, but what does it mean? What—?'
>>19576830A chuckle emanates from a corner of the room. “I get it~” the lilting voice says.Plaid stood from his seat, turning toward the voice. “Who is that?”“Just me.” Isabelle stepped out of the shadows, a mischievous smile on her face. “And I know what Hassan's talking about.”“Konnair, how did—?” Plaid scoffed. “Ugh, nevermind.”“What's wrong, commander? Can't make sense of things?” Isabelle leaned in close. “Need me to tell you, Commander?”“If you'd be so kind, Konnair.”Isabelle licked her lips. “Ten Cloves.”“I say we blow her up!” An excited voice whispered from behind Plaid.“Gah!” Uriah whipped around, confronting Lakkan. “How did you get here?!”“I do not mean to brag, sir, but you are an easy man to follow.” Lakkan gave a savage grin. “I still say you blow her up, sir.”“Commander~” Konnair teased, stretching out her hand. “Going once, going twice—”“I'll have none of that!” Plaid shouted, turning toward the convict. “Ten is fine.” He pressed the crisp bank note into Isabelle's outstretched hand.“Weellll,” Isabelle said, stuffing the bank note into her pocket. “It's...the city...of Peace!”
>>19576865Plaid's mouth dropped. “Peace.” He dropped back into his cushion. “We're going to assault the Voss capitol.”“Yes, yes, that is correct!” Hassan clamored. “And the other two clues?”“Southern Crown...something pertaining to the Royal Palace?” Plaid supposed.“And...Sygnus of the Northern Swan...” Konnair wondered. “Isn't Aeon to the north?”“One could argue that it is to the west,” Hassan stated.“I only know maps of Voss.”“And I of the universe.” Hassan cryptically said.“Southern Crown.” Lakkan began to pace around the room. “The Royal Guard to the South? The Northern Swan—air forces to the North? A warning of Voss force composition? A bit too much of an assumption, likely...” his voice trailed off.“Maybe it means to attack them by air from the North?” Konnair suggested.“Or perhaps a combined arms force.” Plaid said.In the midst of the three Clovens' postulating, Hassan let out another laugh.“What's so funny?” Plaid asked.“The Crescent Swan is a peaceful creature that migrates south from the northern lands only once a year.” A fourth figure enters the tent—Thompsons Gazelle, the overlord of the Eagles.“So it is a meeting time,” Lakkan deduced.“Like bilious clouds they fly, and the Voss Feather Festival occurs only then,” Gazelle continued. “The Voss Empire celebrates such a time with celebration and good eating—I have heard that their roast duck is to die for.” Gazelle's lips curl into a smile at the mention of that piece of intel.
>>19576882“Aren't /all/ swans peaceful creatures?” Konnair piped up.“Go try and steal a swan egg—see how peaceful they are then,” Plaid replied.“Clearly, you all have not met a Western Cockatrice,” Gazelle said. “In any case—Plaid, you decide the next move. I'll be supporting you with whatever you need. Gentlemen—and lady.” Gazelle makes nods towards each of the soldiers in the tent before stepping out, a box of donuts, seemingly appearing out of nowhere, in his hands.(And before I forget...)>140 Cloves earned from last night--last 2 phases was not deployed>40 Cloves earned--2 Duocopters (one smashed into another), 2 Tanks (piston fisted)>10 cloves given to Konnair for information>170 Cloves remain
Hey folks, you got any classes you want filled ?
>>19577831Any and all of them. Pick the one you find the most appealing.
>>19577915I'll wait and see, I heard there were air units coming in ?
>>19578063Possibly, as future battles might include separate air skirmishes, as seen in the last mission.
>>19578063We could be getting a new gunship--depends on what the boys in R&D cook up. Regardless, glad to have you aboard!
Mike Rave was standing uncomfortably beside his plane in the hangar that had recently been overrun by all kinds of strange Kashir people and their tent city. Really, how did those people expect him to be able to start with all this stuff in here?"Seriously, an hangars s'possed to smell like oil and plane fuel, not like a frigging spice depot..." At least their camel farm was on the other side of the building. He might have to shoot someone if one of the animals dared to come too close to his Femto. "Creepy beasts.", he spat.His plane was back in best condition -he had pulled an all nighter the first night after the battle- but Magpie two had been heavily damaged by the collision with the cliff and was still being put together. Well, nothing that a Ragnyllian repair team with some resources couldn't fix. The Femtos were rather sturdy machines, if you knew how to get them the spare parts they needed.And the Clovis bureaucraty was damn efficient. It hadn't been three days before a new pilot had be assigned to Magpie squadron. Strange Girl, called herself Liz. Didn't talk too much.
rolled 8, 2 = 10>>19579279At the moment Mike had other problems. He haphazardly skimmed through the new Clovis weapon catalogue. He had thrown an eye on the H1 Class Slugthrowers (they had even gotten cheaper!), but they were still kinda out of the pilots pricerange."Hm. I need four of those to replace the MGs, add to that ammo. Should be about 140 Cloves... I just got 60. Dammit." "Oh well, can't be helped, i need ta get a GI Fund. 20% Taxes is nothin, i payed double that back home. And while i am at it i can also get ta shoppin'.... Lets see if i can't restore Cloven air superiority.">8 Bombs left>3 Action Phases played, 60 Cloves GET>Ace Bound unfullfilled (7/10)>Attempt to get a GI Fund (+1000 Cloves)>Buy an additional Squadron Member (-500)>Buy 6 H1 Slugthrowers (-150)>Buy 6 Boxes of Armorpiercing Slugs for the Sluggers (15*6, -90 Cloves)>320 Cloves Left>NCA: Replace Twinlinked MGs with Double H1's with armorpiercing Ammunition on my Femto Squadron. Restore Air Superiority.
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I've made a decision. We're gonna break out the Starstress during the Voss Feather Festival. Since this /is/ a national festival and we will be assaulting the capitol, I'm assuming security's gonna be tight and there will be multitudes of civilians strewn about. If we could, I would like for us to get in and out of this mission with minimal collateral damage--if any at all.
>>19583325I suppose that would make our Jockeys rather hard to use, right?
>>19583325"Captain, i'd like ta stick around the big birds this time, keep our evac-channel open and try ta keep the voss airforce off... But the question is, do we have an airbase that we can use to get that far into voss with 'nough fuel ta get us out again or is Flyin' impossible this time?"
>>19583325With minimal collateral damage in mind, I have devised a plan. The plan requires our Voss natives and those fluent in Vosskon tongue to be inserted at the beginning of the festivities, disguised as Voss Army officers. They will be our Team A. After insertion, Team A will then get close to the target while the rest of us, Team B, wait on board the Big Bird for a predetermined codeword from Team A. Once the code word is given over our secure comms channel, Team B will insert directly into the festival via airdrop and begin to cause as much mayhem as they can, creating a panic. Team A will then grab the Starstress Rai, board the escape vehicle, and make toward the rendezvous point. As soon as it is confirmed that the escape vehicle is away, Team B will break off the attack and move toward the rendezvous point as well. Both teams will then link up at the rendezvous point, target in tow, and exfil.I would rather Team B is not involved entirely--perhaps we could get some of our Alphas to set up remotely detonated bombs instead of airdropping soldiers and mechs directly onto the festival grounds. A direct assault would be foolhardy and would give us negative publicity--"Civillian bloodbath" doesn't exactly look good on print, and doesn't exactly bode well for neither our task force nor Clovis as a whole.Any questions? Comments? Suggestions?
>>19583468Our Jocks could be hard to use--depends on how densely packed the festival grounds will be with both tents and people. Knowing the Voss, this festival could be another excuse to have a military parade, so I wouldn't put it past them to have lots of infantry and armor right near the grounds. Aside from the parade units, it could be assumed that there will be heavy security going into, out of, and during the festival.>>19583920Flying will not be an impossibility--visibility, however, will be another obstacle entirely. The sky will be thick with both birds and fireworks--you pilots are gonna have your work cut out for ya. Don't hit any birds and try not to get blinded by the pyrotechnics. If there's an upside to this, it will be that both the birds and the fireworks will block any Voss AAA from sighting you in. Hopefully.Gazelle--in order to properly plan this raid out, I will need aerial reconnaissance photos of the festival grounds. I will also need intelligence reports on level of security and security measures in place for the festival--anything on possible military parades during the festival would be good as well, as well as which Voss military units, if any, will be on parade and/or security duty. I would also like a "guest list", if you can formulate one--the who's who of the Voss military who will be attending. In addition to all of that, it would be good if you could get me some more intel on these Terrible Children--the Voss Royal Guard. If they are attending the festival, we will need to prepare accordingly.
>>19584292"Did someone mention undercover infiltration? Because I thought I heard someone mention that. Its somewhat my speciality. At least if I could speak the language I would be."
>280c total>-60c to restore helmets+armor>-100c to purchase Language Training (Voss)>120c remains>>19587047"Do you need a loan, my one-armed friend? I could finance that training, for a bit of interest...">Loan terms: 100c loaned, 125c returned - on death before due payment, your remaining funds and items become mine!Grappling Training!Language Training (Kashir)!Language Training (Voss)!Long-Distance Running-Helmets-Ablative Armor-Rations (3 portions)-Scopes (attached to P3)
>>19587047Are you a Vosskon native and/or fluent in the language, Private Van Halen?
A note is left in Lieutenant Plaid's quarters, shoved under the door and left lying on the ground, simply reading:'Meet me in the empty Big Bird in hanger 3 at 2300, I have some important information regarding the next mission.'The hanger would be empty at that time, crewmember and mechanics leaving for rest or other activities...
>>19590619True to the note's word, the hangar bay was empty by the time Plaid arrived. There were only a few large lights on in the hangar, illuminating the Big Bird transport plane that rested within. Uriah frowned, his mind briefly thinking that the supposed meeting would be a trap. 'Well," he reasoned, "only one way to find out."Plaid's slippers made soft footfalls on the concrete floor. He made his way to the rear of the plane, finding the cargo bay door open. He peered inside. Darkness greeted him. He checked his watch. 23:00 on the dot. He waited in the shadow of the large plane's tail.
>>19590703"Come in Lieutenant," a familiar voice radiates from inside. In the dim glow of the hanger's lights, the form of Isabelle Konnair can be seen inside, sitting upon one of the many jumpseats.She waits for him to enter, before resuming, "I hope you're not serious about this plan of yours. A border skirmish and that extraction of Hassan are one thing, but an actual raid on the Capital? And going up against the Royal Guard at that? It's downright boneheaded."
>>19590755"Which is why the element of surprise is paramount in this operation, Konnair." Uriah choose to continue standing, pacing up and down the floor of the plane. "We will need to be the ones who dictate the flow of battle. We could not take the Voss on in a full-on slugfest; we will need to catch them off guard.""And I would rather we avoid shooting anyway, if confrontation /can/ be avoided." Plaid stopped in front of the convict. "Which leads me to ask--Isabelle, why have you taken me away from my evening prayers this night? Do you have an alternate proposition for going about this operation?"
>>19590978"Confrontation /can/ be avoided, /if/ you listen to me." she says, and as she shifts in her seat it becomes noticeable that one hand rests on the butt of her sidearm, still secure in the holster on the small of her back."You've read my file right? You know who my sister is, that she's the commander of the Royal Guard right?" She doesn't wait for an answer, and continues, "You're planning on sending me in anyway, since I'm a Voss native, I speak the language. Let me talk to her, I'm sure she's more than willing to help resolve this peacefully!"
>>19591257Plaid steeled his gaze toward the young woman. "I have read your dossier, yes." He began to pace again. "Indeed, I've read the dossiers of every one of my soldiers." He stopped pacing. "Your connections to the Terrible Children were...surprising, to be truthful."He turned to face the convict. he started walking toward her. "How do you plan on getting into contact with your sister? How are you even sure that she will be present at the festival in the first place?" He leaned forward, his face mere inches from hers. "How can you be so sure that she would want to end this conflict so peacefully, when it seems like the entirety of Voss would derive greater pleasure from rending us limb from limb?"
>>19591473She doesn't move back or flinch, giving him her own steely gaze. "I don't know for certain she'll want to help, but I do know my sister, I can convince her. After what last happened to the Guard, at Kolstec... she lost a lot of her unit, and barely escaped with her own life. Trust me, she'll want an end to this fighting."The convict looks down for a moment, taking in a deep, calming breath before resuming. "As for getting in contact with her, I grew up in Peace with her, I can figure it out. She'll either be with her unit, on base, or in the military hospital."Isabelle looks back up again, her eyes pleading with the commander. "Please, you have to trust me on this, take off my collar, send me in first. If I fail, well... then you can resume your original plan..."
>>19591514The Aeoni pilot stares black, his face a mask of judgement. He holds her gaze for several seconds, mouth stretched into a thin line. "Very well." Uriah his face back. "You will be inserted into the outskirts of the city of Peace, as part of the team of Vosskon natives and fluent Voss speakers who will perform reconnaissance on the festival grounds.. I trust that you'll know the city streets well enough you can navigate on your own. You will keep in radio contact with home base. You will find your sister and, through you, we will broker an agreement for the Starstress, who is currently under her care. I, however, will choose the location and time where the exchange is made." Plaid reached into the folds of his robes, producing a small, grey box with two buttons--one red and one green. A disarming button and a detonation button. He pressed the green button.The detonation collar gave off a series of high-pitched whistles before breaking in two, falling off the young woman's neck. "Make no mistake, Isabelle Konnair. Should you fail, the enemy will no doubt have you placed back in chains--or more likely, have you executed. Find your sister and make the deal. Perform exemplary work, and I may replace your detonation collar with a less severe shock collar." Uriah leaned back. "Do we have an understanding, Miss Konnair?"
>>19591640She catches the two pieces in her lap, staring at them incredulously for a moment. "Understood sir." After he finally leaves, she lays down across the bench, staring up at the plane's bulkhead, once more trying to figure out just what she is getting herself into.
A tall, quiet man, codenamed Osprey, is writing intently in his bunk room.REVISED MONETARY REPORTprevious funds: 150$turn participation: 120$buy new helmet and ablative armor: -30$buy new re-election mag: -5$total: 235$!sniper traininghelmet (replaced), ablative armor(replaced), victory lights3 mags----------------He sighed, then looks to the corner of the room. An empty bed, with two Re-election rifles on top of it. He goes to both of them, and ritualistically, he field-stripped them, and cleaned every piece with a brush.It was during this moment that he heard the door open. He quickly grabbed his handgun, and turned to face the intruder.A girl, about half his height, with freckles and a handgun also trained on him. "Whoa," she said."I'm your new buddy, Sikorski." she said again, after an awkward silence."'Bout time." He lowers his gun, and she does too. "Where's your rifle?""Dunno. Cargo mix-up."He looks at the rifle parts he has on the bed.After a few seconds, he assembled one from the multiple parts."Take this for now."As he hands the rifle to her, he asks, "Is your name Sikorski, too?""Yep."The girl then takes the other, vacant bed, formerly the tall man's. He shrugs, reassembles the other rifle, and slept on the other bed in the bunk room.
>>19590468"Not yet. I'll get back to you on that in just~ a moment">>19588351"Why yes I would be very much interested in your wares mister.">Accept Loan agreement>Use it to finance !Language Training (Voss)
So....how is this storyline gonna affect the other two ongoing arcs?
>>19597081In the IH canon that's been going thus far we can infer that these things have happened.Ragnyll 656- Voss Invades Ragnyll, a newly established nation in the outskirts of the Valknyres where Voss authority and influence did not reach. The driving reason is Ibonyte, a newly discovered resource that has been driving the war economy for some time now. However the reasons for the attack is not yet known.- We gathered that the masterminds behind voss are the 3 generals of Terror, Gustav Fierstrom, Asmodeus, and a third unrevealed General of Terror.- We have also discovered that one Deathgod is counted among their Ranks, Thanatos.- We also hear that the current Emperor at the time has fled. Likely usurped by political pressures or other enemies.- It is said that the Hellghast Special Forces have lost contact with Ragnyll during a key operation to strike a killing blow at the heart of Voss. Voss 641,- The Late Emperor Von Voss the 6th, dies to illness without an heir. He has confessed in his deathbed that he had bonded with a travelling mystic during his vagrancy from political office due to the terminal nature of his illness .- The woman in question is tracked down, pregnant with a fatherless child. She was also the sacrificial maiden of a /redacted/ ceremony. A splinter group of Royal Voss forces show up against all orders to save the child. The mother however was killed. - The boy was confirmed to be the illegitmate child of the 6th Von Voss and named Vilkas. - Kashir Declares damnation on Voss- Voss Declares war on Kashir.
Kashir 646- Voss has been Fighting Kashir for nearly 5 years, both sides taking heavy Casualties. Voss continually invades the Kashirn dunes, and the High Cities of Kashir use expanding deserts to encroach into voss's fertile lands. - As a means to Rally the troops, the Royal Guard is activated to act as the flagbearer of the Voss forces, and performed admirably as both the spiritual core and the tip of the spear for Voss.-The Royal Guard defeats 2 Deathgods; Beelzebub, and Deus. - As the conquest of the Skylands continued, Ibonyte is discovered as a very unstable substance capable of giving off massive potential energy and other industrial applications. It is projected that the amount of Ibonyte in these skylands could pay off for the 4 year war with the Kashir.
Fall 646- The Royal Guard faces defeat for the first time against an unlikely Kashirn Commander, Alfya. And is pulled from the front. The war against Kashir is placed on hold momentarilyFall 646 Clovis- The Wars in Kashir Intensifies and all around the world keeps an ear open for direction of the conflicts. Refugees from the Valknyres and the then isolated Kashir wastelands begin to enter the shores of Clovis in increasing amounts.- The Exodus Eagles was formed to capitalize on the business of international extradition, and to promote state of the art weapons development in the Valknyre wars.- The Exodus Eagles' first client turns out to be the 1st Heiress to the Kashirn crown, Shezaradyune Seena Salazar with the intent to declare Kashir as an official nation. She then informs the Eagles that her father, Kashir's Heavenly Ruler had turn to desperate measures, to excercise his all powerful, martial power over Voss- an equally unrelenting opponnent. => Current: The Exodus Eagles attempt to gather all of Schezarad's family to attend the World Summit in the World's Fair in Aeon principality.The Known Future:- War with Kashir Ends- [vague] Postwar Effects occur- [vague] The 7th Emperor of Voss is crowned.- The region in the Valknyre known as Ragnyll secedes from Voss and is declared a nation.- Voss continues to grow as an empire of great martial power. With Ragnyll as it's mutual neighbor for a while- Deathgods remain at large.... . . . . . .
It is a common misconception that history progresses as time moves forward. But rather it would be more accurate to percieve it as a song, and even the beginnings and ends of its movement cannot be identified.The beatings of an iron heart perhaps, pumped by a machine composed of a thousand parts and pieces constantly being replaced, fixed, and sometimes improved.However, what is now known as the War of the Black Oil, was then a collection of Battles and Wars perpetrated around the time after the Great Realization, where nations worldwide had come to grips with with their identity as a people after having just come out of tumultuous age of demonstrification.A world order begins anew and demons both real and imaginary continue to haunt this age even if there are only humans left . . . .
For sake of planning, I'd like to take down a tally of just how many people we have in our unit are either Voss natives or fluent in the Voss tongue. So far, I have noted down:Lakkan VultureKonnair SquirrelKaiali SphinxLoadstone PythonPvt. Van HalenIs there anyone else?
>>19599882"I DO NOT SPEAK FLUENT VOSS, BUT MY GUNS DO!"
I ....I simply can't...decide on which model to buy from.. "Thompsons leafs through the pages of a weapons catalogue, beads of sweat hanging over his dark shades..
>>19602856My votes on top left, the middle, or #4. What kind of weapons are planned for these things?
>>19602856I say the middle one with the double engines. I've always had a soft spot for that type of design.
Gazelle, the design labelled "3" has my favor. The others seem... too rigid, by comparison.
>>19602856Is there a model similar to number 4 with pointed instead of flat tipped wings?
>>19602856>>19602856I like design 3 and the top row, middle design. Nice and sleek, those ones are.
Sorry , folks. My rugged sense of adventure got the better of me.I went ahead and contacted some Interceptor Pilots, of course, for the next mission only a maximum of 4 aerial elements are allowed, or my money guts are going to hurt.= ABOUT The InterceptorFemto Pilots may Exchange their craft for an Interceptor, provided they pay for the difference in Cloves. The Interceptor "manned" missile design is controversial for its sheer dependence on missile take-off and rough landings. However what it gains is the ability to use twice as many weapons systems, added mobility, and raw speed. The Interceptor relies on some terrifying maneuvering in order to master its full potential. -Exiting the battlefield may allow you to approach it from any side after one full phase.-Instead of taking a full move or a full action, the Interceptor may only just expend one pilot action to ascend or descend.
>>19604462Let's just hope we don't run into any tall buildings or cliff faces nearby when we're operating these things...
sleepytime bump
>>19605177The interceptor must try its damndest never to dwell too long in low flight.
" shit lookit the speeds those things pull off and I bet we'd barely be able to get the funding for it ... Hey boss, how the hell can we get on something like this one "
question: is it possible to jettison the gunner in order to attempt hijacks - even aerial hijacks.Otherwise> ACE Loan [if that is alright] +700c > If Ace loan is not alright, GI Loan [oh boy]> -200 for Femto and Aspect Training> -900 for iF
>>19609896As to the Ace Loan, our policy is to ask you not to take it until you've already got a few kills under your belt at least. If you die before you complete it, the debt gets passed on to army funds.If every overconfident newbie who passed through here took an Ace Loan, we could just add a little negative sign in front of our total funds.Of course, technically we can't stop you from taking one anyway. Just be aware that everyone is probably gonna hate you until you pay it off.
>>19609896>>19610635Dracon is correct, Kidd. Due to the uncertainty of how well our new soldiers will perform on the battlefield, it would be much rather preferred that a GI Fund is taken out rather than an Ace Bond. It is nothing against new pilots--it is just that we cannot afford to have this unit be in the red when it comes to our funding, much less have our bookkeepers have to keep track of a budget deficit.
>>19610635" Ah well, in that case we can just make a bit of money on the side hijacking tanks " " You know.. I'm not gonna do something stupid like eject you from thousands of feet in the air just so you can land straight into a Voss Warmachine, right ? Because that sounds stupid "" So how much are you gonna pay to see me do it, Heckle ? ""... touche"200c left, Buy 3 twinBombs x 30cBuy 3 twinRockets x 60c110c Left" Now how in the hell are we gonna fly with all that load..." " How the hell do we fly without any wings ? "Both:" Oh because we're in a missile... "
>>19610810" Not a problem, boss, I just hope theres a niche I can fill during this op "
>160 cloves>-10 for a Helmet>-20 for Ablative Armor"What? Yes I'm getting some armor in case my mech gets shot to hell, what of it?"
>>19610917>>19610962Just for bookkeeping's sake, Kidd--are you taking out a GI Fund or an Ace Bond to fund your flyer?
>>19610917GI Loan.I suppose I'm a Government Dog for a couple extra bombs and to ease the conscience of your accountant. But next time I intend to take on the prize with my namesake and 10 dead Voss on it.
Gazelle, once again I'm putting out a request for reconnaisance photos and intel of the Capitol Palace, the palace grounds, and the festival grounds. I'd like to plot out with some measure of certainty where the Starstress would be located, insertion points for Team B should the infiltration team be compromised, getaway routes, possible AAA sites, security checkpoints and guard outposts, and general knowing of the layout of where everything is and will be--maybe even get a timeline started of when everything should fall into place for this operation. Capturing the Starstress if priority one; priority two is minimizing collateral damage.
rolled 6, 5 = 11>Make use of an Echo's radio to contact Fran and/or Iceheart of the Royal Guard."Come on Franny pick up, I know you're never far from your radio, it's Isabelle, ya know, you're little friend on the border? Didja get that coffee maker I sentcha? I need to speak to the recipient urgently, this is important okay? Tell I-.. 'Iceheart' it's her red-haired sister. I don't care if she's still recovering, she'll need to hear this."
>>19612056" Duneyiy vanna klein hooge- Oh Isabella ! W- What seems to be the emergency.. Your sister is still under recovery Ward, and- and do you know what time it is here ? I've been up all hours directing the Festival preparations ... "
>>19612133"Do you know when she'll be back on her feet? It's /realllly/ important that she is up for the festival. She... it's been years since I last saw her, before she joined the Guard, and she said, she promised to go to the Feather Festival with me when she could."
>>19572472Kashirn Tamer: " Ah... you want these feisty animals ? We'd be happy to let you have them, for 600cloves, a Gryphon we can let you have for 1000c. But only to you my friend "
rolled 5, 8 = 13>Results of Major Iceheart's operation after the near-fatal injuries received at the events at Kolstec. Included are replacement of all limbs with ibonyte alloy-infused prosthetics, as well as examination of her previous condition.
>>19612133" Ah well that's perfect, then ! Iceheart is currently recovering, but she's off duty due to her condition, perhaps you can come by and cheer her up ! She could really use it. When will you be sailing down ? I can arrange a boat for you and have one of my- er the Royal Guard to pick you up. "
>>19613089"Hmm, I shall purchase a lovely and fierce wyvern for now, but I may return for additional purchases soon!"Python returns to the current command center of Clovis operations and asks if the unit wishes to purchase additional Gryphon or Wyvern aid.Starting Funds: 700$Buy Wyvern: -600Ending Funds: 100$LoadoutR5 (upgradedx4) - 15 rounds-Ablative Armor -Helmet -Victory Lightsx1 -Wyvernx1!Stealth Training- Desert !Sniper Training !Long Distance Running !Grappling !Kashir Language TrainingBuy !Voss Language Training !Ragnyll Language Training !Aeon Language Training: -100$
>>19613337Isabelle cuts the microphone for a second, breathing a sigh of relief. "That's great to hear Fran, I was worried for a second there. I can be there in a few days, thanks. Anything you want me to bring you?"
>>19613449How about another Type-12 Coffee Machine, I know the things are huge, but I promise that they'll be out of your hands once they make port. It'll be a surprise for Iceheart's you know-who. Otherwise, I don't expect you to worry about it. Do you want me to wire you some extra Grahms for your troubles ?
>>19611916"Say Lieutenant, what equipment is your infiltration team taking in again? They can't exactly stroll on in wearing armor and carrying rifles, at least without getting noticed. Looks like you'll all be carrying pistols, maybe a couple of grenades in your pocket but you can't be discrete with those. Now I, on the other hand, know that the spirits in the land can be convinced to throw some help our way. Through them, I can cause distractions or incapacitate enemies from a distance without drawing attention to yourselves or them knowing a person is causing it. All provided that I walk in on foot without the jockey. To do this, I'll be needin' some cloves to cover training to help me blend in, talk their tongue and to hide and sneak around if they get suspicious. About 300 would do, I'd be a great asset here for ya. What do you say?"
>>19613965"My sister's what? Ah, nevermind, sure I can get one. Don't worry about paying me until I make the delivery though, I trust ya. See ya soon Fran."They both say farewell, and with that she cuts the connection and stands from her seat, stretching out and taking a deep, relaxing breath. Before she leaves, she makes sure to unplug the radio, just in case someone tries to track her or something."Time to go shopping I guess.">acquire said coffee machine, 270 cloves available, will take a loan if needed.
For preparation of our mission, some expatriate Valknyres and Kashir have lent us their instruction in the ways of battle.
>>19614178This state of the art espresso machine is 150c straight from the factory. And occupies a 6 foot tall container; 2 hexes wide.
>>19613985>>19614992>>19613985I don't expect the infiltration team to be going in full-kit--however, if the mission goes sideways, we will airdrop in equipment as needed. Mission loadout for the infiltration team will be restricted to pistols, knives, SMG's if you can properly conceal them--preferable Izus or Langley Machine Pistols, and cigarettes. Silencers would be preferred for any firearms taken. Armor may be purchased if you can manage to keep it concealed under your Voss disguises. Grenades and satchel charges will not be taken by the infiltration team--you get caught with grenades in yoru pocket and the team is compromised then and there.As for you, Griffin--you have my greenlight toward going for more training programmes. Konnair, I must ask--who is this coffee machine for?>drawing 450 cloves out from unit's fund--300 for Griffin's training, 150 for Konnair's coffee machine
>>19615180>Taking !Language Training: Voss>Taking !Stealth Training
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=6OFHXmiZP38September, 646White fletching scraped at the autumn sidewalks. The first signs of the seasons turning finally arrive after what seemed like an eternity of ennui. The lack of fighting had made the men edgy, and unfullfilled, their eyes dully going back to the daily routine of keeping the peace around the city, acting more as ceremonial figurines than actual men. This too, is the job we signed up for. In these vacant times, we merely exist as Vilkas's caretakers, tending to his growth and watching him work through his frustrations as a powerless boy, at the helm of a colossal warmachine heading forward to destruction. Political enemies, Riled statesmen, and gods, even the murmur of crowds ring in our ears the loudest in these vacant months. Vilkas remains quiet, like a boy possessed with a fear that everything will go wrong if he messes up again. He is 7 now and with it a new war churns. The second Voss Army rallied under the State of Voss moves forward with half the spirit and twice the bodies that Vilkas did in the last year, the stale reports of dying men, dead Kashir, and the increase of sandstorms were followed with the usual patriotic banter. We move forwards. The Kashir show no signs of compromise. Their people die in droves and an atrocity goes unreported every week. And here we are, watching swans carrying their Aeoni plagues to us. I cannot wait for this year to end. =====
The tall man and the girl saw the notice posted about new training regimes."Let's see.""Yep. Farther."Funds: 235$10 Hex Stare training: -70$Total: 165$!10hex stare!sniper traininghelmet, ablative armor, victory lights4 mags
" That was the 4th tutor you drove out, Vilkas" cooed the Starstress voice as she combed back Vilkas' hair. Straight back, his forehead showing not a sign of distress." She was a loon, Rai. She told me that Kashirn people were all rats that eat up all the resources that causes deserts " " And do you believe her ? "" N- No. Not really. Even if I don't like them for using Deathgods, I can't seem to understand why they would keep trying to hurt us " " Do you hate them for it ?"Vilkas nods in response." And what will you do, will you lead armies to destroy families and fathers ? Will that make you happy ?"Vilkas shakes his head." Then how oh how will our little Prince stop a war that's as old as he ? Will he grow up knowing only war and never have a time of peace ?"" Their King "" Hm ? "
" Their King is to blame right ? He decides everything for them ! He even made deathgods !" " But even if he is the only one to blame, his people have already taken the bullets for him. How many more men will fight and go away before you get to him ?"" ..... "Rai continues to comb firmly against the boy's hair." Am I bad king too ?" Rai stops combing as the boy begins to shudder into a silent fit. She wraps his arms around him as the boy comes to grips with this very fact." Shhhh You are not. You will do well. Once this war is over, once peace has begun you can move forward not as the prince of war, but a king of peace. Would you like that ?" Rai wraps her arms around him. Her head gently resting against the boy's combed hair. Vilkas makes no response." But for now, in order to know peace you must celebrate it, if only for one night. Just so you can understand the happiness people experience. "" What is peace, " Vilkas asked himself. The question continued to elude him even now..
rolled 6, 1 = 7>NCA attempt to increase funds through gambling>betting 40/40 cloves>roll to cheat
rolled 7, 9 = 16"Huh, these Kashir conscripts don't seem quite up to par with regular Alphas, or Ragnyllians for that matter." Kozak grumbled."What did you expect?" His partner Mitchell shrugged. "They're conscripts. Not exactly the cream of the crop.""Well I guess we'll just have to change that, don't we?""How do suppose we do that?""You remember boot camp back home?" Kozak grinned, though it was hidden by his balaclava."Aw shit, that's mean." Mitchell blanched.>Implement Hell Week training regimen for conscripts to make their stats identical to Alphas.
>>19617964=Crow's Nest=" Shit ! You're the guy that's been cleaning out Indy flight group. Shoulda guessed from the name " >Your Funds have doubled ! Luckily your forays with other Flight Groups allowed you to clean them out without too much trouble to your squad. However cardsharks from all over will be gunning to test their skills against you.
>>19618121=Hell's Gate=" Kazakk what's the hold you look pale" " Kazaak ! Hey ! Shit, Get a medic !" Your rigorous high diet, high intensity excercise has hospitalized your team during an unspoken Kashirn holiday where Earth dwellers fast for a week, High Dwellers work for themselves, Heaven Servants don't speak, and the Royal Family don't get out of bed.
>>19618171Damnit, this is why I hate cultures that encourage fasting. Makes no goddamn logical sense at all.
It would seem that my men wish to join you in your fight, and have taken a liking to your Clovish lifestyle. Show them your ways treat them as brothers of your own.[KSHR] background unlocked.+ Reincarnation: Does not Fear death+ Homespices: Has affinity for taming monsters and being undetected by scent.+ Exalted: 1HP to conscripts - Can be paid to do anything.- Is obviously Kashir by skin color.
>Purchase Strength Training, two U2s with silencers, and two pairs of K2."Remind me again how you managed to get me to agree to this."'Simple, you talked you way into getting your collar removed, while I still have mine. And more importantly, you saw how large that coffee machine is, how do you expect to carry something that big if you're not up to full strength? Hmmm?'"But you have a regular col- For fuck's sake would you stop sitting on my back these pushups are hard enough!"She can practically sense her squadmate Natalya smirking down at her. They've been at this for hours, the former Kashir slavegirl coming up with more and more rigorous workouts for Isabelle, pushing her harder and harder. She swears, at some point her body is just going to give out, but her mind just couldn't let that happen. This was going to be their most risky mission yet, and she has to be in top shape if she wanted to be prepared.'Alright, 20 more of these and then it's time for 100 crunches on the Big Bird's wings, hope you don't mind working up a sweat from the engine's heatsinks,' Natalya says with a leer, finally hopping up from the exhausted girl's back, 'I'm gonna /whip/ you into shape yet.'A frustrated "Grgghh" is all the red-head manages to respond with...Loadout:-Ablative Armors, Helmets, 2 rations, 1 V.L., Voss Grey camo.-U2 (3 | 3, Silenced), K2 (2|2), K4 (Rating +4) each.!Grappling, Stealth, Sniper, Strength, Language (Voss, Kashir) Trainings | !Convict Bonus: +1 Explosive DMGLocker: 15 cloves, S1, H3.
>>19618322>Obviously Kashir by skin color>mfw discrimination in big cities against Kashir>mfw civil rights movements spring up
Two gunners sat in their barracks, over a game of cards and a gently flickering lightbulb"Peh, you lead the charge againist foreign aggressors and have a long string of successes, and nearly singlehanded break the enemy army over your knee, but you screw up one battle and suddenly everyone names you the scapegoat" Grumbled Borislav. Ever since once happened happened, he has not been in the best of moods, and he was one of the soldiers who escaped with only wounded pride rather then any serious injury in that particular screw up"Unsurprising, the people get really fickle when things don't go their way, wasn't even our fault that we ended up againist someone well prepared." Replied Fredrick."I would feel less bitter about it if I didn't have to go out in my off duty because civvies kept spitting at me in the street. I don't like being made to feel like trash because of something beyond my control. Beyond OUR control. Three of a kind."Fredrick placed his own cards down on the table "Flush""Damnit" He tossed a few notes the way of his partner. "I haven't seen any war action in months and its really starting to grate on my nerves. Doesn't make me feel any better that our 'replacement' seems to be doing a real hack job at fighting the war we were doing just fine in. We've been cast aside like a broken toy" He said, handing his cards back to pile"Still, they at least like us enough to let us take part in the 21 gun salute, better then nothing I suppose." Fredrick shuffled the deck. "Lets make the most of this, nothing should go wrong today, its a day of celebration after all""I suppose. But I wouldn't put it past them that if something goes wrong, who they will point any fingers at first. Check""It'll be fine. Check" And their card game continued
>>19619618It's less 'discrimination' and more 'Our countries are at war and I want to kill you'.
"Sneaking weapons? Don't suppose we can request some pistols as our free weapons can we? We are a little, tight for money as it is.""What about the Flashfloods?""That IS a point actually, would the Flashfloods be small enough to conceal?"
>>19559964=It's Dead, Jim=After decapitating the last heads of Voss soldiers, Martinez stumbles back against the trenches to rest in the cool Kashir nights. " Gratiell e " spoke a voice " I would not have wanted come back from the beyond to fight this war " Martinez comes to, about to swing his trench shovel around at the Voss ! But there was no one there. Just that eerie glow that someone was. Martinez wakes up in cold sweat in the base, the scream of jets giving him a start. A native with a feather and a pipe sits cross legged in the din of the sleeping quarters. Oh... It's the head doctor from the native land. What in the hell is he doi-" You had cold sweats, and the spirits came talking , and singing of your troubles. Perhaps they will come again. It seems there is no danger here, so I will go back to my tent " The native doctor gets up and plods off to the morning light. >PatronMouse gains a Voss TrenchSchovel> PatronMouse has experienced a supernatural encounter ?
With another mission looming on the horizon, Cilantro couldn't help but take notice that many of her squad-mates had plans of their own and that the post battle time wasn't as uneventful as she had predicted.Many of the warriors she had just battled with soon turned into money-hungry scavengers, an interesting sight since she was less concerned with money then some others, the convicts being good examples. They would lug scraps, half broken weapons, pocketfuls of unused ammo, anything they could get their hands on honestly. However what appeared as an easy looting task soon turned sour for a few of them.One in particular had his arm hacked off clean by a Voss axemen who played dead, while another had apparently fainted on the field and had to be carried back. All curiosity aside, it was when she overheard one of the doctors mention the price of an arm prosthesis that she decided to get her own hands dirty. With her free time she could make good use her of craftsmanship and mechanical skills to make the man a free prosthesis, if only for him to use until he decides to buy a high-tech one.
rolled 3, 7 = 10>>19624175Not even bothering to take the time and ask him if he wanted one, she hurried down to the warehouse section where the Jockeys and Femtos are stored. She more or less lived there or in her mech's cockpit anyway, having turned her real room into a makeshift workshop for her hobbies and work. "Hey guys! Mind if I dig in the scraps again?" she asked the mechanics and other support staff. With a nod from them, she helped herself so as many parts as she could carry, broken jockey parts, small servos, voss tank scraps, anything she could use to remodel in a proper steel arm of destruction."Let's see now...I wonder if he would like a gun feature in his arm or if he would simply prefer a magnetized hand to hold his stuff..." she was talking to herself as sparks from her blowtorch flew all over the place. With just enough pieces she managed to find a few servos and large pieces of metal to bend and shape in an arm and hand.>NCA : Craft a prosthesis arm an inner-gun/shotgun feature.
>>19620797In Voss, maybe--Clovis can't get enough of the people, it seems.
This quest always looks interesting whenever I see it, but it always looks too hard to get in to. Not a complaint, just an observation.
>Buying a P2, and a silencer for upcoming mission, -35>Buying a K1, -5>Buying 2 packs of Victory Lights, -10>80 cloves remaining Griffin places his new pistol with silencer into a pocket of the coat, the knife into another pocket. Putting the coat to conceal the armor underneath, he takes out a cigarette and lights it as he walks on the way out of the barracks. As he passes a group of soldiers on the way out, he acknowledges them with a nod and a curt "Gentlemen."+Camo Pattern: Voss Civilian Clothes+Ablative Armor +1 HP+Language Training: Voss+Stealth Training+ Silencer+ Victory Lights x2>For reference, jockey pilots on foot have:>1.5hp>2 actions>4 move>Can pilot mech units proficiently.
"Private Copperhead, reportin' fer duty, suh.">Purchase Stealth Training>No money left+1 to Handguns (Outlaw)!Stealth training!Urban Camo
>>19627644This game's challenge barrier makes up for it through the quality being put into it. Get in and hours of work will be guaranteed from this side. Observe, and maybe you'll learn something the players didn't.
" It's almost time for the Festival.Odderkonn, how are the preparations for security against a Kashir attack ? " The unranked heiress steps out onto the craterfilled fields of what was once the royal grounds. Now converted to a training yard once filled with pre fabricated targets. Once.The rehabilitiation is going well, the subject seems to be cogniscant of her nature, capable of adept levels of pyrokinesis. We've attempted scientific instruction but it wouldn't sink. Instead mystical practice has made her mind intuitive and adaptable to her talents. Truly she'll be a boon to the Voss Warmachine- A Dea-" A finger is pressed to his lips. Him of all people should know never to make mention or acknowledgment of such beings: Deathgods. " She is a Titan, Oddy. Our name for feared beings that even gods have feared since before their time. Make no mistake. This girl will be the shining example of our Victories over Kashir "
>>19632268" Excellent, and these are new craters no ? She displays vast control over her talents. Oh Deus~ "" Yes, Sister Fierstrom ?" An energetic girl emerges from a molten tank."It is almost time to see the prince, will you be accompanying us ?"" Th- That boy ? H- He doesn't like me at all "" Ohoh come now, you're just shy. And Vilkas is as well. In Voss, it is the women who go for their man ! "" I- I'm Not ! Odderkonn ! Send in more tanks for me to melt ! " " S- Sure, Deu-" " ODDerkonn ! DONT TAKE ORDERS FROM THAT GIRL !"" S-SORRY ! " =
" Another peaceful night it seems... the taste of thieves and highwaymen bore me... " The huntress muses as she wraps up a coat around her sleek frame." P- Please, I'll give you as many grahms as you wi- " With a snap,red stripes decorated a flock of swans. Who all flew away as if carrying a soul to its repective maker." This town of peace is not for me... "
>>19632425She's cute--in the rambunctious, impulsive, "I'll melt your eyes out of their sockets if you so much as look at me wrong" kind of way.
>>19631023This game's challenge barrier makes up for it through the quality being put into it.The only challenge in this game is waiting for endless hours and staying up for countless sleepless nights. Other than that it's nothing special.
>>19633427Heh! This is a quest for the patient. This is no itchy triggerfinger quest where you can kill lots of enemies in minutes. And this is definitely not the quest for the easily disinterested.Or be a spectator, it's fine that way too. If you're not even interested in becoming a spectator then why bother commenting?
>>19633467It's a very dense quest--I guess you can liken trying to get into this quest to trying to get into a MOBA vidya. You kinda have to have an idea of what's going on before you play, otherwise it's too easy to get lost, too easy to be intimidated by the daunting learning curve, and too easy to lose interest. And the only way to have an idea of what is going on is to run through the archives--something not a lot of people have patience or time for. Retention rates for new players aren't that high, but that only leaves the more dedicated players to stick through it and flourish.
>>19634615Basically, if you're the kinda person who requires instant gratification and rewards, this isn't for you. It makes me curious though, are there any other quests like this on /tg/ where posters can actually play in it instead of just making suggestions for what the single protagonist should do?
>>19634662Nope. Put simply, you are playing glorified chess pieces, but its a hell of a lot more involved than watching a choose your adventure book. There is a wargame with a battlefield, where the players not only decide their own fates, but fight to survive- even if it means taking a bullet for the team. The rules are simple, it can be played on marker and a hex board, and between two people. But there is just enough minutia in the individual units to allow for more off the cuff stuff to occur.Off the battle players prepare and plan their next course of action. The rules that are set in place for it are actually simplistic and relies heavily on context. There is a backstory that progresses, but like most episodicals happens in arcs.Most people learn the game by starting out as rookie recruits, and playing the role of the exposition character. The veterans that are in place would be happy to get you acclimated and have been one of the more consistent groups I've seen. Just don't forget that you're a soldier.
>>19635559Everything from unit Cohesion and leadership happens under the players' own power. The DM will actually be happy to swear off any responsibility from managing a whole army if it means being able to treat the players as active characters in a paradoxically freeform game like war. Right now he is probably drawing aerial photos for the next mission or statting some god awful vampire army to wreck us with. ...Ahh.. such is life in Voss.
This quest is for people who do not require sleep and have flexible obligations that allow a 10 minute break every hour. On its core concept it is really nothing special. It is a turn based minigame where each turn takes an hour You just have to say what you do like move 3 hexes west, shoot enemy with guns and roll a few D10. Then leave for an hour come back check what happened in your turn and the enemy turn and if you are still alive do it again.Repeat this through the night until like 5 in the morning.I really cannot understand how all the veteran players are capable of committing all the time to this game with no sleep and still have a functional life without sleep deprivation
>>19635725Simple: You either live in a timezone outside of the DM's, or you put up with sleep deprivation. Or you live a lifestyle that requires consciousness at the hours that full participation of this game demands.
To be fair, summer's rolling around. And these games started out at pretty decent hours and ended around midnight during this time of the year. Maybe it's time to shift the trend ? I don't doubt that the DM can run on any time of the day so long as his players are up for it.
>>19637351Oh hey. Yer right.
>>19635725Sleep deprivation descending into outright insomnia is a common side effect of this game.>>19635559This is a pretty unique game for the /tg/--the best way you can put it is part wargame, part quest, part player-driven radio drama.
rolled 7, 10 = 17As an outlaw, Donald wasn't unfamiliar with having no money. In fact, before he signed up for the Clovis State Forces, being broke was normal for him - out in the fields where people either traded, stole, or made what they needed, cloves were valuable to only those who had a place to spend them. Having lived his entire life doing just those things to get by, it made sense to Donald that if he wanted an actual gun, it would be easier to work for someone who could make one or let him use the tools to make one. And being in the middle of a military camp meant finding such person wouldn't be hard.>NCA: Try to negotiate working for a camp gunsmith in exchange for letting me use his/her tools to make a concealable suppressed zip gun sidearm for the upcoming mission.>Don't know how many dice I need to roll, so first for the work, second for my pay, I guess.
>>19624182 The prosthetic Arm Upgrade can now be treated like a 20c weapon and comes with one integrated hand weapon that can be hidden in the arm.Van Halen now has hunger pangs while watching Cilantro perform this task.......
>>19640868"You can thank me later when you've shot Voss in the face and hacked them to tiny little bits. Make sure to oil it well and clean it everyday, the little Jockey servos are a pain for maintenance. W-why are you looking at me like that...."
>>19640967"Its... Its nothing, I just feel a little. Under the weather. I'm going to get something to eat... Oh and, thanks a bunch by the way. This means a lot to me">Now that I have this arm though, what do I intigrate into it. Perhaps a P3, or a S3 if I could get away with it. Is the S3 small enough?
>>19639643Updating my tag.Because apparently as an Alpha I get a free small arm.>So much for zip guns and making money on the side.
>>19641350>After much Umming and Ahhing, I decided to go with the P3>Would it go into my tag, and would I need something to designate it as a concealed weapon. something like -IP3 perhaps
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>>19637351>>19637383So for next match, should we be counting on a mid to late-afternoon start, rather than an evening start?
>>19632635"Care to purchase some flowers Miss? I have some that'll go nicely with that crimson on you. Or perhaps you could spare some grahms for a poor, unfortunate soul like me. I'd rather not you be forced to stain that coat of yours with any more pickpocket blood."A tall, sullen-looking girl stands behind the midian, a basket full of flowers in hand, her outfit: dirty and torn in places, like any other street rat. She seems to be completely oblivious to the body on the ground in front of her, or simply just ignoring the slain thief. Still smiling, she cocks her head to one side."You're not from around here are you? Iffram? Aeon? Your appearance is far too regal for a citizen of Voss. Or are you perhaps of the Guard, back from the front for the Festival?"
'Did... did you really need to go that fast?' Natalya asks, a terrified expression on her face as she jumps from the truck bed onto the large dock, collapsing back against the truck frame and taking some deep breaths. "Quit your babying, we got here just find didn't we? And the cargo's intact." Isabelle shoots back, trying to hide her reaction as she notices the suspicious absence of the driver's side mirror. They unload the truck together, putting that rigorous strength training to good use, and go to sit down on the dock's edge, dangling their legs over the cool water, enjoying a short moment of peace as they wait for Fran's contact to arrive. She had left a request with Commander Plaid, wanting him to hold off on any hostilities if possible, hoping this could go down as smoothly and with as little loss of life as possible. But if war taught her anything, it's that /nothing/ ever goes to plan...
So in addition to heavy Voss military security, next op we have to deal with a vampiress military commander, a pyrokinetic goddess stuck in the form of a young child, and a crazy white-haired assassin type?
>>19647534And we have to avoid killing shittons of civilians, if possible. Oh, and Vilkas may use his crown to fuck our shit up, he will likely be present at the parade.
>>19647600What does the crown actually do?
>>19647784It is entirely possible it could be a weapon of mass destruction. From what's been previously stated, though, I'd just assume it killed anyone not rightfully fit to rule the Empire.
>>19647534>>19647600Perhaps it should be looked into if we could take one of these people in addition to the Starstress...
>>19653029Even if the opportunity arises, I would be against it. We already have a little too much on our plates right now, and kidnapping Voss royalty will not be doing us any favors.
>>19647325The fishing boat that collected them seemed less than adequate to cross the Triton Sea. So meager was its pace that the gulls circled over it like a dying whale. It was here that Isabella inhaled the sea hair as her friend plastered herself against the corner of the ship after having hurled her share of soup overboard for the third time. The salty seas had a strong smell to it but Isabella perked up when she caught a whiff of what smelled like diesel exhaust. In the clear sky and not too much farther off from the coast of Clovis was the profile of a Voss airship. Isabella was about to make for her launcher then, disassembled for cleaning as it was but maybe she would have her friend assemble it while she sta-. " This is the Voss Royal Guard, might you be Isabella Konnair ? " Isabella froze in place looking up at the gigantic vessel. It was her contact come to collect her. But on a Halberd ? It was a bit excessive."" Y- Yes Konnair Squi- Isabella. That's me I've come to deliver a package to ""- Major Iceheart. Do not worry we come in peace. We have come to collect you Ms. Konnair. Your sister did not want this delivery to fail. Remain still as we collect you for pickup. " A click on the reciever. The Voss quackers made anyone who spoke through them klaxon and metallic.===
>>19653792>>19653029You guys do realize that this whole Voss/Kashir mess got started over the Kashir kidnapping their Emperor, right...?
>>19655324Of course. I am just saying that securing any targets other than the ones specified for capture in our contract would not do us any good, neither in the short run nor the long run.
>>19654616The rest of the trip was thankfully a lot more uneventful, after she regained her composure and introduced herself properly as a Royal Guard Requisitions Agent. She staved off boredom by chatting with one 2nd Lt. Blitz, getting filled in a bit on what was going on with the Royal Guard and her older sister, now temporarily off duty as she recovered from her grievous injuries. Upon learning that Blitz also grew up on the streets of Peace at around the same time, she actually managed to get a smile out of the officer, reminiscing about all sorts of trouble they had gotten into back then.Before she knew it, they were landing. She stayed around long enough to offload the gargantuan coffee maker and deliver it to Fran, collect her pay, introduce herself to some of the other Terrible Children, including one vaguely familiar, and quite frightening DeathMarshal. The woman had left her one piece of information, that Iceheart had instructed her to inform Isabelle on where to find her, simply saying something about 'their old hideout'. She had thanked Beatrix for it, and set off into the winding streets of the Capital.It didn't take her long to navigate the familiar paths, the alley just like she remembered it all those years ago. She doesn't bother to knock as she slips inside that small shack, and she doesn't move at all as she sees who is already inside. Her sister, her arms and legs, jet black, appearing like plates of armor. Her hair, cropped short, glints of surgical staples in a row, and scars on every bare inch of pale skin.If the surprised expression on both their faces was a sight to behold, it was nothing compared to the one on her sister's as Isabelle closes the distance, and slugs her one right in the mouth. She's winding up for another when a heavy metal fist crashes down upon her, and all she sees is stars...
"Shit, sorry Isa, still not used to these abominations yet... you gonna wake up soon or...?"'As soon as it stops hurting...' her younger sister responds, groaning a little."Take your time, you're not going anywhere soon, I still know how to tie a good knot."This wakes up Isabelle, and before her eyes shoot open she's already struggling against the lengths of rope tying her to the wooden chair. 'The hell? Is this really necessary?'"It is after I went through your bag," Iceheart circles back in front of the girl, holding up her silenced smg. "This is Clovis military equipment right, I doubt Fran asked you to smuggle this too."'Damnit don't you trust your own sister? The hell's the matter with you I-' Isabelle suddenly finds herself looking off to the side, her cheek stinging.
>>19657801"Don't call me that, it's Iceheart now, got it? I left that name behind with my old life.The red-head glares back indignantly, the red hand print on her cheek slowly fading, "See? That's exactly what I mean. You suddenly up and leave without so much as a farewell, and you never contacted ANY of us afterwards. Just what the hell did that woman do to you?" she says, referring to the DeathMarshal.The Major turns away, silent for a few uncomfortable moments. "I have more important things to do right now than explain myself to you. You wanted to contact me for a reason, so the sooner you tell me what's going on the sooner you can get out of here."To make a long story short, Isabelle tells her /everything/, once again creating an uncomfortable silence once she finishes, Iceheart processing all this information before finally speaking up again."Very well... your radio, it can contact this commander of yours?" A single nod in response. "Then be quiet for a minute."She goes over to her sister's bag, taking the small radio in her metal hand, and switching it on, speaking roughly, "This is Major Iceheart Konnair of the Voss Royal Guard, who the hell is this? If you want this plot of yours to have any chance of succeeding, you'll cooperate fully and fulfill all of my demands. First, if any Clovis troops are deployed in Peace, I will go right ahead and kill your target myself, am I understood?"
>>19645594" These are roses you picked at the foothills of Wolf. " Helena mused. " The Golgona flower takes on the color of blood its drawn from its thorns. Nobles would use this to try to steal my blood but that was ages ago.. " The flowergirl tilts her head puzzled.Helena smiles down on the girl and gave her a silver Grahm. " I suppose I would have to keep this now and pay you to make sure not to tell anyone that you sold me blue Golgonas " Helena squeezes the coin in her hand. The girl gleams with a devilish smile." Good, now go buy yourself something to eat, perhaps use the money to buy a house or two " As the girl ponders the possibilities a phantom gust blew through the alley, and the woman was gone.
>>19657813I read you loud and clear, miss "Iceheart." This is the commander of the Exodus Eagles--you may call me Plaid Penguin. Glad to know that your sister made it safely over--her gift was safe, was it not?. In any case, I'll be brief, since I'm not taking chances over whether this signal is or isn't being traced. While I would rather /not/ land troops in Peace itself, this leads to the conundrum of how my men and our target will be recovered safely.
>>19661230"Simple, I will speak to her myself and ask her. In no way am I going to allow anyone under my command to be taken by force or against their will. There are things I want in return, primarily, you and this Princess will assist us in ending this war by deposing the mad Kashir king. Second, Voss will be represented equally and fairly at the World Faire, and Clovis will begin doing trade with us, which I'm sure you know will be profitable for both parties. If you can't assure me of these conditions then put on someone who can."
>>19661596Forgive my words, Major, but your Empire has not been on good terms with most any of the nations that will be represented at the World's Fair. However, in the interest of fulfilling my unit's contract to the Princess Salazar as well as furthering Cloven foreign relations, I believe we can work something out--indeed, I am sure you have heard of the number of Vosskon natives who have crossed over into Cloven territory. Trade agreement talk would be a brash move right now, but maybe after our exchange something more agreeable can be hammered out.And, while I trust your word, I will need assurances that you will keep up your end of the deal and return the target and my men safely--collateral. Nothing against you, Major; but I will not freely waste my task force's efforts when there is no assurance other than word of mouth that an exchange will occur.
rolled 8, 6 = 14. . . .
>>19663336"Collateral? For what? I don't /have/ any of your men, or have you already sent in troops?" She pinches the bridge of her nose, regretting the action instantly as it makes her scar sting. Isabelle had managed to untie herself by now, and was thankfully smart enough not to try anything stupid. Iceheart jerks her head to the door, indicating she should bring in that squadmate of hers."Look, I know exactly how this is gonna go down. Kashir is gonna go to the Faire, and bullshit their way into getting everyone to hate Voss. I don't know about a freaking merc like you, but I happen to like my country, and the people in it."The door opens again, and her younger sister brings in her squadmate, a dark skinned... Kashir girl... well, that's hardly surprising for some odd reason. She puts her fingers to her lips, telling them to keep it down, and resumes her conversation."Fine, trade can wait, but Voss will be getting equal representation at the World Faire. As for the other matter, I'll want to speak to this Princess about bringing this pointless war to its conclusion, understood?"
. . . . >>19665155" We got a bead ? Shit we got a bead. Spotter, get a fix on the transmission " [ I'm getting garbles in Valknyre] signed the mute the radioman." Shit just write down what you can hear, from the sounds of it the backnoise is the same as the Triton 300s we encountered from the second Army's invasion "[ Major .. . Salazar . . .shir Ki... .represented equally . .. . . . ... foreign rela--- ] There was an audible screech in the radio that blared a banshee's shriek against the Mute's ears. With a flinch he recoils on the floor, nursing a bleeding ear. Stiglitz could not let this chance go and braced the earpiece against his ear. Fiddling the dial one infinitesimal metric over and getting clearest read he's ever going to get. "-thing against you, Major; but I will not freely waste my task force's efforts when there is no assurance other than word of mouth that an exchange will occur. " The Warrant Officer held his breath as tightly as he could never do when his mute radioman did it naturally. The conversation came to a pause. Stiglitz used this moment to collect his thoughts. A Major was involved, but on who's side. There also seemed to be a deal akin to most hostage situations. But this is Clovis after all, everything was business to them, even their whoremothers. The world's fair, and some Kashir were also implied. Does that mean there are Kashir representatives under their nose ? And where were they going to be equally represented ?
rolled 2, 8 = 10>>19665591....
And yet this is exactly what Stiglitz was charged to do. In the 4 years that this war has started, he was briefly ordered by the Ancients to look into its cause and probe deeply into the dubious nature of the war. / No Kashir was to be equal to Voss // They had lost too much to simply let it end in Peace/ After his moment of clarity, Spotter emerged from the ground nursing his ear. A sideglanced sign told him to get a wire ready for Krusser.
>>19665612" Odderkonn, how much of that did we get ? "" Just about everything... but it looks like the signal to jam them didn't work. And it looks like they' might have caught on to our trail as well"" In that case. Shut down everything !"
>>19665471...Understood. I'd like to see how your propaganda department will weasel its way out of justifying the Empire's wanton bloodlust to the other delegates. You will receive a reply once I have contacted my benefactors about these recent proceedings. Plaid out.
>>19665714"Yeah yeah fuck you too, keep in mind there is a chance none of this will even start." She doesn't even turn off the radio set as she tosses it to the ground, crushing it under her mechanical heel and grinding the circuitry into the floor. "You!" she orders, pointing to Natalya, repeating herself as the girl looks around nervously, "Yes you, I know you have a radio for yourself. Keep it on you, but turned off." The Kashir girl nods.'Sis, what are you gonna do?' Isabelle approaches, a concerned look on her face."Most likely get executed for treason, among other things, but at this point we need to speak to Rai and get her opinion on this. If she does not wish to go then that's the end of it, but on the other hand..." The Major brushes past them, motioning for them to follow, tugging her officer cap back over her head and setting off for the Royal Guard, and with them, Rai, the key to all this.
>>19665714"Well commander, congratulations. Not only has the operation been compromised by the Squirrel, but you have probably managed to put all of Voss on guard with your blatant honesty about what we are doing. Honestly, what were you expecting, trusting that girl to the point of removing all power you had over her actions?"Moving out of the shadows, Vulture skulked alongside the commander as they walked out of the communications hub."So now what is your plan, hm? Are you still going to try and have my men infiltrate the capitol of the most violent nation in the world, after you have set them on edge? I hope you are not expecting the usual pay to compensate the difficulty your actions have introduced into the mission."
>>19665705" The Off- Switch MK2. Activate it "The hard circuit switched on. And soon a giant pair of arms stretched out into the sky as the observatory roof peeled back to expose the contraption to the domain it ruled over. As soon as a bright flash popped like a balloon over the town. The arms went limp like a dead corpse and everything, radios, lights, and even fireflies went black for the rest of the night. > The Town of Peace is now electronically Jammed ! This operation will now occur in fog of war. Furthermore, the area immediately around the city of Peace cannot communicate secret messages since the only useable frequencies are Public Broadcasts .
>>19665842
>>19665842" To The Citizens, of Peace. There will be an extended power outage during the festival in order to perform emergency security maintenance to the city's infastructure. As you can see, shortwave public broadcasts will be made to this region alone to further enhance the spirit of the Feather Festival. Voss millitary will be urged to use flagging orders , public broadcasts will be reserved for city-wide law enforcement, journalistic bodies and lastly, commercial use. Good Day "
>>19665714>>19665809Griffin slinks up next to the walking officers, "Quite a bit of scuttlebutt about that stir in the communications hub. Speaking of pay, this little op has gotten much riskier. I'm not even going to be the protective armoring of my mech. I'm going to need a bonus for this I'll also need that debt from the money I paid for that training to be cleared. You know, that training I took to help you out by volunteering for such a dangerous mission, and of which I received a note asking for repayment..."
" It seems I have been called " Krusser puts down the reciever." R-Really called to do what ? "" An Agent of the State is investigating kashir presence in Peace. He suspects they are harboring them "" THE TOWN !? "" No. A unit. And we both know who resides in Peace, don't we ? " " HEH ! SO THAT DIRTY PRINCE, HE HAS HIMSELF A FEW CONCUBINES DON'T HE ? " " The Unit is known for collecting Orphans, it makes a bold statement. The DeathMarshal is a smooth reflection of our Kingless empire. " " SO HE'S A PEDERAST TOO ! I KNEW IT "" He's six years old, Pandemon........ and a formidable tactician " " O- Of course one can't forget that the boy possesses kingly qualities. Perhaps we'll make great sidekicks for him instead of those heckling women "" I'm leaving to investigate. Please watch front" ".... why didn't the Statesmen call me ?"
>>19665809Security will no doubt be tightened up. Any attempts at infiltration will probably be dealt with swiftly. Lakkan, you and the other infiltrators will need to gear up appropriately. Armor is now required, provided it can be concealed discreetly. Silenced weaponry is required as well. Grenades, if you can keep 'em hidden, are recommended. If you can use them, get Satchel Charges--they'll make a big mess if you can place 'em right, and big explosions could give you guys the distractions they need.As for training programs, Lakkan, Griffin, I'm clearing funding from the unit's account for 10-hex Stare Training. Besides you two, the only ones who will be dropping with you will be Loadstone Python and Pvt. Van Halen--I'll clear funding for them for the 10-hex stare training as well.Anything else you boys might require?
>>19666258Griffin clears his throat, "The payment for my other training? The bonus? Think of it as hazard pay. 'More hazardous than usual' pay."
>>19666258" I suppose there's a blimp I can stab in cloud cover and disguise as. An eye in the sky can't be bad right ? "
>>19666258"Only your guarantee that all this is on your tab, and not mine.">All purchases on the unit tab>Purchase 10 hex stare Training>Purchase Stealth Training (Urban)>Purchase 4 P2k3 with silencers>Total: 450c>Educate all infiltrators on non-verbal methods of communication over long distancesSemis 3/3 loaded!Grappling!Language Training (Kashir)!Language Training (Voss)!Long-Distance Running!Stealth Training!10 hex Stare-Ablative Armor-Helmets-Rations (6 portions)-Silencers (attached to P2s)Locker:$20 ($100 on loan to van Halen)4 P1k32 P3 (scoped)
>>19666629>>19666291First off, from >>19666258>spend 140 cloves on 10-hex stare for Griffin Gryphon and Lakkan VultureGriffin, I'm clearing your debt. As for the bonus, I'm transferring a bit from my personal fund over to you.>Transfer 130 Cloves from my account over to Griffin GryphonAnd Lakkan--I'm greenlighting your training. Make this investment worth it.>take out an extra 380 cloves for Lakkan's extra training programs
Due to exciting popcorn events, the mission time is pushed back one night.Unfortunately there's a fellow that works in the train-station and doesn't get out till nighttime so daytime games are not possible anytime soon ! [But seriously if preparations are done tonight expect a hard start at 9pm]
>10-hex stare acquired> 130 cloves acquired"Thanks."
>Acquire 10 Hex Stare"Depending on how you want us to approach this I should probably get either some Urban Camo, or a Voss weapon. The camo if we're doing the sneaking, the weapon if we're doing the disguising. While I find my Re-Election to be quite lovely, I think it'd stick out in a Voss uniform." Pyhton pauses for a moment."In addition how should we treat Squirrel if we happen upon her? Traitor? Friendly? Hostile? What?"LoadoutR5 (upgradedx4) - 15 rounds-Ablative Armor -Helmet -Victory Lightsx1 -Wyvernx1!Stealth Training- Desert !Sniper Training !Long Distance Running !Grappling !Kashir Language TrainingBuy !Voss Language Training !Ragnyll Language Training !Aeon Language Training !10 Hex Stare
>>19667918"Do not yet jump to conclusions. Squirrel has... perhaps not chosen the most appropriate plan. And yes, she has made things more difficult for us. I would prefer we avoided ad hoc charges of treachery until she tries to put a bullet in your body, however." At this, the officer grimaces. "Besides, I am sure there is more than one person who would like to have a word with her about the meaning of discretion."
" Making deals with the Cloves are we , Iceheart ? "The DeathMarshall swings around on her seat. A retinue of her personal guard poking the kashirn girl, and Isabelle at gunpoint.She takes a chair and sits on it backwards. Her lacquered black boots tapping an insidious rhythm against the carpet. It was a Bael rug.The expression on Beatrix's face was numb and steely. But her hands gripped at some martial sword as if it was a part of her.Appropriately, the Major's heart turns to ice, and she can't help but stare at the Marshal's weapon.'No Ma'am, no deals have been put in place yet. It all depends on the opinion of Vilkas and Rai herself before I would even consider setting anything in place. I assume you were listening in on everything and that I don't need to explain their side?'She glances to her sides. Both her sister and Natalya were holding perfectly still, a little scared, but cooperative." - YET ? "" you harbor a criminal spy, a Kashir agent and you engage in secret talks with an army that's suspected of having killed hundred of Voss soldiers"" And you /get caught/ doing it ? "...caught. . .. . CAUGHT !?
" Whoever this Salazar is should be in our hands, not theirs. And whatever it is Kashir deserves is total annihilation instead of posterity "Beatrix gets up in a violent shock. Her soldiers kick the prosthetic knees of Iceheart's with a clang. Setting her to kneel.She stares up, trying to keep her chin held high. 'I'm doing this for Voss, for Vilkas, for you Beatrix! Nothing has been set in motion! We still have the upper hand, especially now that you have learned, through /me/, of what is about to transpire. If it is your wish that we forgo this deal then so be it, but at least let me inform Vilkas, so that he may make the decision himself.'
" You know what his decision is. But I know that it's one that shouldn't be up to him. Nor one that he should make"" Do you not taste the hatred, Iceheart ? If Vilkas does peace with Kashir, it would be the war that has started with him. That has ended under his mercy. And you think him a saint ? But I have seen the face of Voss. They will rise up and consume this boy in place of their hate for the Kashir "" He will be a martyr. We do not get paid to make martyrs, Iceheart "Beatrix crosses the room and grabs a receiver box from her desk. Clunky and regal , yet she throws it across the floor towards her feet. Iceheart's breath catches in her throat." And now that you know. Will you be willing to call his highness to this Cloven plot ?"" Are you truly that ready to risk the lives of everyone under your command to ensure that this boy's stubborn ways will be met with whether hellfire or frozen waters ? "
The Major stares at the floor sullenly, her mind racing. 'I... I understand... I will do everything in my power to ensure yours and Vilkas' wills are carried out...'" Then reach the phone " She snaps her fingers. Upon doing so, her faceless shock troopers pierce bayonets through the hydraulic arteries of her augments, disabling them with a draining hiss. Iceheart feels no pain, but the shocked expression on her scarred face is genuine. " Using only your remaining hand "The Major would collapse if she wasn't able to throw her right arm out to catch herself. A gasp from across the room tells her that Isabelle is just as shocked, but the girl doesn't make any moves.
"I spy?""Yeah, it's a game! Let's test our new skill.""How do you play?""Just describe something. Maybe something far.""Hmmm..." the tall man scans the vista atop the guard tower."I spy... squirrel's in trouble." He said, while fixating on a certain point in the horizon."What? No, that's not how you play it!" the girl objects."I'm sorry, what?" the tall man snapped out of his trance."You said Squirrel's in trouble?""Well, look." the tall man points to a tree. A squirrel is on top of it. Suddenly a Vossian golden hawk swoops in, and catches the squirrel in its talons. The squirrel is still alive."Squirrel's in trouble."
With three limbs disabled, they're nothing more than dead weight, holding her back as she pathetically pulls herself along the Bael rug. The dozen or so feet across the room feels like miles, and she can sense Beatrix's unwavering eyes on her every inch of the way. Unable to even meet her superior's gaze, Iceheart focuses on her objective, the phone at her feet, slowly but surely getting closer and closer. Excruciating minutes pass, before finally she's close enough, reaching out and straining to grab the receiver box. Behind her, a trail of pitch black fluid gives away the beginning of her path, the rest blending in perfectly with the infernal hellfire fur of the rug. Rolling over onto her side, her chest heaving, she waits..." Go on. Ask for your Vilkas to be sent here. "
Feebly, she somehow manages to pick up the handset and dial... 'Iceheart here... have Vilkas sent to the DeathMarshal's office, we require his presence.'There was an inaudible nod on the other side and then a click. Immediately Iceheart was hoisted up and deposited on a respectable armchair. A man was sent out to summon someone, and immediately followed back with a Zcifax. And then finally Vilkas who had wandered in wearing an officer's uniform barren of any rank decorations. And finding Iceheart and her sister with a look of worry. Without a word, her men vacate the room, save for the Zcifax who was only concerned with his work." Go on, Iceheart. Tell him "And so she does, too ashamed to even look him in the eye the whole time as she reveals everything.
Vilkas paces again and again. Voss police will be looking into finding Kashirn non-skeletons in the closet. The Clovis will be stealing away Rai of all people on behalf of his sworn enemy. In a moment of intense silence he begins to stop pacing and looked outside the rain soaked window. Rai's words echoing back in his mind. The images of headstones lined up outside of the palace grounds. Vilkas tilts his head to the side." The war against Kashir will end in Peace " He says solemnly. " There's no reason to fight anymore "" But your Highne- " " I KNOW IT ISN'T THE EASIEST ANSWER !" He cries out. Lightning breaks over the clouds." But I've had it ! I've had enough ! I don't want to see friends or family disappear anymore... I don't want to fight my whole life for a word that I can't understand "Iceheart stays silent, it was no longer her place to say anything. There was nothing she /could/ say..." So just tell me,. How should I act ? How should I behave ? Just tell me what I should do so people don't die anymore ... "
No.. this time she could say something. "It doesn't work like that... I know. You have to make your own decisions, and live the best you can with them." Her sister, over in the corner with her squadmate, nods in silent agreement, still to afraid too speak up. The Kashirn girl watching a boy decide the fate of her killers did all but remain quiet" You claim to see the world for its ugliness, and yet to hear you of all people say you're powerless, asking us what to do. You are no king, KINGS Decide what is right. KINGS DECIDE what people should do and how they should ACT ! Highness they call you- BUT I SEE NO KING IN THIS ROOM. Only a child, A VICTIM like the rest of us !" There was a silence. One that Beatrix didn't even notice she was in. Vilkas shakes his head pensively once again and gave a forlorn look into the storm clouds. " In that case... " Vilkas sat cross legged in front of the window." It's time to say goodbye to Rai "
>>19669146Little late but:http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=hiIfmrXMabQ
Then the Fire Nation attacked.
>>19669178Oho, I almost /wish/ we were dealing with some crazed kid with a horrifying scar and his even crazier sister and father, but no. We have to deal with zombies, vampires, lycans, tanks, and a helluva lotta guns. Good thing there's anti-materiel rifles and grenades~
>>19669826Never forget the Death gods, guys.They are slightly weaker than the angels from Evangelion. Slightly.And we do not have a 200 Meter high bioengineered Mega-Mecha, only our anti material rifles...
>>19669826>>19670110It would seem like anti-material rifles are the solution to all of life's problems.
"Silencers!? But we don't even HAVE any money right now! The only reason I even got a new arm was the kindness of other troopers. Well one of them anyway. I swear this mission is costing me more money every time it comes up. Next thing you know theres gonna be a fuckin' entrance fee or something">What sort of weapon would be good to take and comes with a Silencer
>>19671030The next operation will be a covert mission, Van Halen; the use of stealth will be required. Personally, I would recommend taking one of the SMG's fitted with a silencer. Otherwise, if you can take some of the Rugers and just shorten barrels, rip off the stocks, and just run them with a sling and a silencer, that would also be acceptable.
>>19672973"The U3's have a good deal of shoots in em, fairly easy to use and to conceal, I was gonna take those. But then the problem is that I am stone cold broke and need 70 cloves for silencers, or 35 cloves for those wierd arrow heads.Which if I want them I will need to take a loan our for but then I have even more debts to pay off unless I do really well AND stea- i mean, scavenge anything I possibly could from the capitol before I leave
>>19673238Though, the R3's do more damage then the U3's, and slightly more accurate.>Would I have to roll to strip them down to the nessicary bits?>If there any real penalty for a stripped down R3?
Urrrgh, damn capitalism eating my money>Apply for an EZ-Loan>500 Cloves get>Switch Free Weapon to R3>70 Cloves for 7 Silencers>30 Cloves for 6 Extra Rifle Clips>400 Cloves remaining"Anything else I should probably take on this mission?"
>>19673344To do a field strip or assemblage of any weapon requires a rolled full action.Or an unmoved turn action.
>applying for an EZ fund loan>580 total funds>taking grappling training>taking language training [voss]>taking stealth training>taking 10 hex stare training>purchasing 3x P2 w/ silencer>455>125 remaining
"Since we need to do this quiet, I'm going to recommend we not kill ANYONE unless they start shooting at us first, and then only because our cover is blown. I know, I know what you're thinking. Me, suggesting that we /shouldn't/ be killing for that nice bounty? In this case the reward for completing this mission will have to do, none of the bounties will matter if we can't secure the objective.Aside from that, bodies will draw attention whether they or found or their absence is noted; this just makes our job all the more difficult. If my cover is blown cause one of you got trigger happy, then don't necessarily expect me to pull your ass out of the fire."
"Alright, from the initial photos, let us begin with a basic plan. Van Halen, since you are lacking a bit in the stealth department, but perfectly capable of making your way amongst the populace, we will see if you can not try and set up a civil disturbance as a distraction to the forces no doubt present in Peace. Of particular note is that Chemist's shop... a well-placed charge there would be helpful as further distraction, and if you direct a mob near that bridge you might draw away enough attention that the rest of us can slip into the palace grounds to the South unnoticed along the other bridge. Crow, if you're coming along you have two choices. Either you can try and secure a rendezvous point, likely at one of the houses in the city, or you can come with the infiltration team to provide more muscle. If you do secure a building, you could cover us from high up, but if things go wrong it would be nice if you were present on the ground to help as well. Sphinx and Gryphon, you're with me. Gryphon, the most appropriate use for your magic I found would be swimming across the river and opening a tunnel into one of the houses on the other side for the whole team, but if you have a better idea you may pursue it.""Once we enter the city, we will be going to full radio silence. The Royal Guard does have one of our radios now, after all, and even if we simply used a different channel, I expect they will be monitoring the airwaves. You have been briefed on nonverbal communication methods, and how to spot them over long distances - make use of that training!"
>>19679391I'll see what I can do.
>>19679391"Sir, is there a chance of deployment for the rest of us in the event things go south? It was my understanding that there would be a second distraction team that would be deployed by airdrop into the city."
>>19679949"Going by what I have heard, the use of the distraction team is a bit more dangerous now, due to the threat on our target's life. If things go south and we are discovered, everyone is probably going to have to work together to pull the infiltrating team out - and maybe we might still have a chance at completing the mission, too. But the operation as a whole is Penguin's strategy, not mine, you'll have to take it up more with him."
“Good evening, your Stargazingness. Excuse the rush and my lack of observing the respect you so deserve, but we must really be on our way. As you may have noticed by all the lights in town being snuffed out, the situation has become very urgent and all too real. If you'll just follow me, I think putting as much distance between us and our hunters would be wise. It would be nice to say goodbye, but it would be better we slip out before anybody realizes”
>>19679391"hey now, i didn't go through all that. . ."training" just to watch from a fucki'n perch. see you groundside lieutenant."
>>19680160>>19679949Should the infiltration team be compromised, Team B will drop directly into the city and distract the Voss forces from the infiltration team. Team A will then extract, followed by Team B utilizing a tactical withdrawal.Should Team B be deployed, our objective is one word: mayhem. Create as much chaos as possible and do not stop until we have received word that Team A has successfully extracted, then we will exfil ourselves. What Lakkan said is true, though--if Team A is compromised, we'll all have to fight our way out of the city. Security's been revamped, so expect anything and everything--armor, infantry, specialized units. The Royal Guard are in town, among others, so be alert.Team B's primary deployment zone will be directly north of the eastern bridge. The secondary drop zone will be north of the Western bridge.
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=zqqq8uqSDnkWe're dropping tonight, boys! Report in and state whether you wish to be part of Team A, the Infiltration Team, or Team B, the Rescue Party!
"2nd Lt. LakkanVulture reporting, heading up Team A. You boys know your missions, right? We will have to move fast."
>>19680451"Reporting for duty, sir.""I can't speak Voss, so ey'm guessin' I gotta go to team B."
>>19680451"You know what this festival needs? A good riot. Team A member reporting">Disguise as Voss Civilians>Attempt to strip the R3's down before entry>Silencers on the R3's-->Helmets>Ration Packs x 3>6 Extra Rifle Clips>Ancient Hatchet on Squad Leader>Replacement arm with integrated P3 on Squad leader!Language Training (Voss)
>>19680451Team A!Grappling!Language Training [Voss]!Stealth Training[urban camouflage]!10 hex Stare-Ablative Armor-Helmets-Silencers (attached to P2s)
Deploying as the aerial element. I suppose keep us in reserve or high in the sky to ensure that the escape is a success "
I think you know where I'l be going sir. Also I'l need 10 extra parachutes for my Salamander to drop with me.
The Voice of Clovis people! Deploying with GI bill
Initial Deployment TallyTeam A[OUT][D1] -2P2k3 2nd Lt. LakkanVulture[CON]C1-R3 Pvt.VanHalenGrouse [NRT]Pvt.CavanaughCrow[B-R4-P2]Team B[AON] [J]-T/P Lt. Plaid Penguin[Maus] [iF]-B/R Pvt.KiddAlligator[AON][J-P/G] - Pvt.CilantroDragon[OUT] A-P2-K1 Pvt. Copperhead ViperAll units be advised, Konnair Squirrel is already on the ground. She is to be treated as friendly--I repeat, do not fire upon Konnair Squirrel.
"Team A, please."
>>19680665"Dear gods, girl - you do not expect to survive on the ground without at least having a knife with you do you? Here, I will purchase some for you, but I will need the money back if you survive.">Using 20 cloves, purchase 1 K1 and 3 sets of 2 K2 for 20c total>Give this equipment to KalaliSphinx, with the understanding I will be paid back after the missionSemis 3/3 loaded!Grappling!Language Training (Kashir)!Language Training (Voss)!Long-Distance Running!Stealth Training (Urban)!10 hex Stare-Ablative Armor-Helmets-Rations (6 portions)-Silencers (attached to P2s)Locker:0c (100c on loan to van Halen)4 P1k32 P3 (scoped)
Revised deployment list--now with updated tags!Team A--the Infiltration Team[OUT][D1] -2P2k3 2nd Lt. LakkanVulture[CON]C1-R3 Pvt.VanHalenGrouse [NRT]Pvt.CavanaughCrow[B1-R4-P2][Voz]-[J3]-[G/T] Pvt. KaialiSphinx--Dropping without mech, going in on-footTeam B--the Rescue Party[AON] [J1]-T/P Lt. Plaid Penguin[Maus] [iF1]-B/R Pvt.KiddAlligator[AON][J2-P/G] - Pvt.CilantroDragon--Will be dropping with Salamander mount[OUT] A1-P2-K1 Pvt. Copperhead ViperOverlord--our offsite support[MET] [E] Cicada JonesCicada, you will be coordinating with me. Drop our boys some supplies when they call for 'em or when I hollar--same for bombing runs.
"Roger, re-adjusting tags."+1 to Handguns (Outlaw)!Stealth training (Urban Camo)
"No Jockey? Understood."
>>1968079610-4 LT.P Got my eyes on the prize, our boy ain't got nothing to worry bout with me on watch.
I guess I'll be coming in with Team B as well.-1 extra Alpha-4 helmets-4 ablative armor-8 extra clips (4 per man)-1 satchel charge!Serpent Aspect!Long Distance Running
>HereLoadout:-Ablative Armors, Helmets, 2 rations, 1 V.L., Royal Guard Staff Uniform (Camo)-U2 (3|3, Silenced), K2 (2|2), K4 (Rating +4) each.!Grappling, Stealth, Sniper, Strength, Language (Voss, Kashir) Trainings | !Convict Bonus: +1 Explosive DMGLocker: 15 cloves, S1, H3.
Purchasing 4 fire/crush rockets, ablative armor, helmet, 2 grenades.Applying for Ace Bond.
"Alright, Team A - fit yourselves into a set of civilian clothes, drop your armor if it's necessary. Crow, you and I will have our urban camouflage underneath a set of modified Voss military fatigues, designed to be removed quickly should the need arrive."
Spade, by your loadout choice, I'm assuming you wish to be part of the Rescue Party--please confirm which team you wish to be part of. All teams, confirm tags.Revised deployment listingTeam A--the Infiltration Team[OUT][D1] -2P2k3 2nd Lt. LakkanVulture[CON]C1-R3 Pvt.VanHalenGrouse [NRT]Pvt.CavanaughCrow[B1-R4-P2][Voz]-[j3]-[G/T] Pvt. KaialiSphinx--Dropping without mech, going in on-footTeam B--the Rescue Party[AON] [J1]-T/P Lt. Plaid Penguin[Maus] [iF1]-B/R Pvt.KiddAlligator[AON][J2-P/G] - Pvt.CilantroDragon--Will be dropping with Salamander mount[OUT] A1-P2-K1 Pvt. Copperhead Viper[MET]A2-H3 Spade[SRPT]-A3-R4-P2 Pvt.KozakCottonmouthAlready on the ground[Con]D2-U2-K2-K4 KonnairSquirrelOverlord--our offsite support[MET] [E] Cicada Jones
Due to around half of Team A succumbing to the spell of the Sandman, deployment will be postponed for tonight. Mission preparations will pick up once again at 8:00 PM EST tomorrow, with a tentative mission launch slotted for 9:00 PM EST.
Looking good. Everyone buckle your seatbelts, we'll be dropping in on voss's inner river harbors. > The mission is postponed and will continue tomorrow night. As promised we trying to do games earlier than midnight !
Krusser: Alright, Under Stiglitz's instruction we are to search the vicinity of Peace for any Kashir or other alien threats. Keep in contact with each other, and most of all with me. Don't forget to use the codebook. And if it comes down to it, prepare to report evidence against anyone. No exceptions, not even the Royal Guard. This festival continues, try your best not to interfere with it.
Deathmarshal: We've reported that the men to the east have intruded under Voss authorityVilkas:" Ohhhh This investigation team sure acts fast !"Deathmarshall:" In any case, we're in big trouble if a clovis agent is found. Isabelle is it ? Get out of our sights if we see you again, we'll shoot you like the enemy.Good luck "
"Reporting in. I'll drop in with the rescue party."
>>19682019Someone's sent an email to you.
>>19682041what am I looking for here. Because I think you sent the email to noko.
>>19682019"T-Thank you ma'am, we'll be on our way, I'll let my allies know to leave the Royal Guard alone, do you have any other rules of engagement?"
>>19683802You must under any circumstances, not interfere with the parade. And if you are arrested by Gustav's men. Let them. You will be seen as nothing more than a rabble rouser to be put away for the night. If you engage in a fight it would truly be much worse for you.Stiglitz's Agents on the other hand will not be merciful. You are more useful to them alive. and they are trained in non-fatal shots. They will attempt to capture you and take you to their airship should that be the case. If you of all people let that happen take it upon yourself to end your life before you become our problem.
>>19686559That's mean Beatrix. If you have friends, maybe you can call for help if you are being pursued ! And if you take out their radios, they won't be able to report new targets. Of course , if you were charged with murder during Peace, even Gustav's men won't let you off so easily....
We're dropping tonight, boys! All troops, report in and gear up!
>Reporting in
Reporting back in
Reporting in sir
Second Verse same as the firstReporting in
>HereLoadout:-Ablative Armors, Helmets, 2 rations, 1 V.L., Voss Military Staff Uniform (Camo)-U2 (3|3, Silenced), K2 (2|2), K4 (Rating +4) each.!Grappling, Stealth, Sniper, Strength, Language (Voss, Kashir) Trainings
Team A!Grappling!Language Training [Voss]!Stealth Training[urban camouflage]!10 hex Stare-Ablative Armor-Helmets-Silencers[P2s]
>Buy 1 Helmet for 10 cloves>Buy 3 Ablative Armors for 60 clovesReporting in for duty!-3 Helmets-3 Ablative Armors-2 Rations-Voss Trench Shovel-10 Cloves
Reporting in.Loadout:4 fire/crush rockets, Ablative Armor, Helmet, 2 grenades, 162.5 cloves, H3 Launch, knife.
I'm in on it like the moon and the stars.
Any of you new guys reporting in, specify whether or not you wish to be part of Team A, the Infiltration Team or Team B, the Rescue Party. For those of you who called in last night, you will be kept in the same team you requested to be part of that night.Roster:Team A--The Infiltration Team[OUT][D1] -2P2k3 2nd Lt. LakkanVulture[NRT][B1-R4-P2]CavanaughCrow[CON]C1-R3 Pvt.VanHalenGrouse[Pig] [J1]-G/* Pvt. GriffinGryphonTeam B--The Rescue Party[AON] [J1]-T/P Lt. PlaidPenguin[AON][J2-P/G] - Pvt.CilantroDragon--Will be dropping with Salamander mount[NRT]B2-R4 Pvt. PartonMouse[MET]A2-H3 SpadeAlready on the field[Con]D2-U2-K2-K4 KonnairSquirrelOVerlord--our eyes and ears[MET] [E] Cicada Jones
Joining team A.+Camo Pattern: Civilian Clothes+Ablative Armor +1 HP+Language Training: Voss+Stealth Training+ 10-hex stare+ Silencer+ Victory Lights x2
"Team A for me, if you please."
>>19688927Posting full inventory and training: Semis 3/3 loaded!Grappling!Language Training (Kashir)!Language Training (Voss)!Long-Distance Running!Stealth Training (Urban)!10 hex Stare-Ablative Armor-Helmets-Rations (6 portions)-Silencers (attached to P2s)Locker:0c (100c on loan to van Halen)4 P1k32 P3 (scoped)
>>19689148Kidd, if you're gonna get in on this, post with your trip!All teams, make sure your tags are correct!Roster, revisedTeam A--The Infiltration Team[OUT][D1] -2P2k3 2nd Lt. LakkanVulture[NRT][B1-R4-P2]CavanaughCrow[CON]C1-R3 Pvt.VanHalenGrouse[Voz]-[j3]-[G/T] Pvt. KaialiSphinx--Dropping without mech, going in on-foot[PIG] [j4]-P2-K1 GriffinGryphon--Dropping without mech, going in on-footTeam B--The Rescue Party[AON] [J1]-T/P Lt. PlaidPenguin[AON][J2-P/G] - Pvt.CilantroDragon--Will be dropping with Salamander mount[NRT]B2-R4 Pvt. PartonMouse[MET]A2-H3 Spade[Maus] [iF1]-B/R Pvt.KiddAlligatorAlready on the field[Con]D2-U2-K2-K4 KonnairSquirrelOVerlord--our eyes and ears[MET] [E] Cicada Jones
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Alright boys, listen up!The mission objective for this mission is to secure and extract the Starstress Rai, the young Princess Salazar's half-sister. Rai is currently held somewhere in the Voss capitol of Peace, possibly on the grounds of the Royal Palace itself. Secondary objective is to retrieve and secure operative Konnair Squirrel. Konnair has been out of radio contact with the base, and is assumed to have been captured. It is currently unknown where Konnair is being held, though it is likely that she is being held in the same area as the Starstress RaiBreakdown of the battle plan is as follows. Team A, the infiltration team, will be inserted first. They will blend in to the populace, locate the Starstress and Konnair, and extract them both. If Team A is compromised, Team B will air drop right in to the city of Peace and create a diversion, allowing for Team A to extract as the majority of the Voss force will be drawn away to deal with Team B, the heavier threat. After Team A has exfiltrated, Team B will exfil.The Voss have employed a new piece of technology in Peace that has shut down all electronics. I repeat--soon as the Team enters Peace, radio silence is being enforced by the Voss; the only usable radio channels are public broadcast channels. Lakkan's non-verbal communication training should come in handy just for this situation.
>>19689642Since we are dropping in during the Voss Feather Festival, security can be expected to be heavy. Several prominent Voss commanders will be present, not to mention the Voss Royal Guard. Expect heavy infantry and lots of armor. Flying units are a possibility. Knowing the Voss, a military parade wouldn't be out of the question, either. Also of note is the possibility of a high concentration of non-combatants in the area--civilians. If things go bad, let's try to avoid unnecessary collateral damage--"Festival Massacre" doesn't exactly print well.Infiltration Team--keep your heads about you, keep cool, and we can get through this mission without collateral damage. Rescue Party, if things go sideways, we'll need to make as big of a boom as we can. We will have to draw the heat /off/ of the infiltration team, and then exfil /ourselves/ once the Infiltration Team is away. Any questions?
>>19689669LakkanVulture recommened rabble rousing as a distraction. Would it still be advisable to start a protest?
>>19689669"Will there be an exfiltration point, or are we on our own when it comes to bugging out of town??
>>19689741Grouse, what did you have in mind to incite the minds of the people over? The Kashir war? It should be expected that any signs of the beginnings of any sort of civil uprising will be dealt with swiftly by the Voss security teams.>>19689730Aerial photos of Peace show a large undeveloped patch of land to the NE of the town. That will be our exfil point.Any other questions?
>>19689855I'm not trying to start a riot ma'am. But considerin' its a major festival just had a huge blackout with little to show for it and most likely tighter regulations, rations, and longer work hours for a meat grinder of a war there will definately be a few people who will want to ventLike a peaceful - but angry - protest
>>19689884"I'd recommend not stirring up any riot unless it looks like we've been compromised. The voss are sure to respond in force to put it down, and both the military and civilians may hinder our operation."
>>19689946I have to agree. Let me put this way the more trouble we cause the more security is going to be on the look out.
>>19689946>>19690055I'm pretending to be a Voss Civilian. They will never know its us. And these people have good reasons so protest as it is.Otherwise I would like to think what I am expected to do without stealth training on the infiltration team
>>19690081"Even if they don't know it's us, it will draw unneeded attention/ Save it for when a distraction is needed. Otherwise, just keep your eyes open for the starstress or potential threats."
>>19690115I thought we needed a distraction just to get into the palace. That was my thoughts at least
Deploying with the A Team!LoadoutR5 (upgradedx4) - 15 rounds currently unequipped!-P2- with silencer! (-10cloves 90 left)-Ablative Armor -Helmet -Victory Lightsx1 -Wyvernx1!Stealth Training- Desert !Sniper Training !Long Distance Running !Grappling !Kashir Language TrainingBuy !Voss Language Training !Ragnyll Language Training !Aeon Language Training !10 Hex Stare
>>19690178A bit late to the party, are we, Python?Roster, 2nd RevisionTeam A--The Infiltration Team[OUT][D1] -2P2k3 2nd Lt. LakkanVulture[NRT][B1-R4-P2]CavanaughCrow[CON]C1-R3 Pvt.VanHalenGrouse[OUT] A3-P2-K1 Pvt. LoadstonePython[Voz]-[j3]-[G/T] Pvt. KaialiSphinx--Dropping without mech, going in on-foot[PIG] [j4]-P2-K1 GriffinGryphon--Dropping without mech, going in on-footTeam B--The Rescue Party[AON] [J1]-T/P Lt. PlaidPenguin[AON][J2-P/G] - Pvt.CilantroDragon--Will be dropping with Salamander mount[NRT]B2-R4 Pvt. PartonMouse[MET]A2-H3 Spade[Maus] [iF1]-B/R Pvt.KiddAlligatorAlready on the field[Con]D2-U2-K2-K4 KonnairSquirrelOVerlord--our eyes and ears[MET] [E] Cicada Jones
>>19690319Harsh Winds cause adverse effects when you're using a device this big!
''Heh, sorry for being late. Looks like Team B is missing a few Re-Election to cover Team A asses while they run back. Count me in.''>Load out>Re-Elections with 12 rounds>Sniper Training>80 Cloves
>>19690742>>19690742>>19690742GO GO GO
