“I must not fear. Fear is the mind-killer...”-Frank Herbert Twitter: https://twitter.com/EsperQuestQMAsk.fm thing: ask.fm/EsperQuestQMArchives:http://suptg.thisisnotatrueending.com/archive.html?tags=Raildexhttp://archive.moe/tg/search/username/EsperQuestQM/type/op/order/asc>[CHA-1 M.R.A.U. ONLINE]>[RUNNING PRE-MISSION DIAGNOSTICS...]>...>[SCAN COMPLETE]>[ALL SYSTEMS NOMINAL]>[STANDING BY]>LOGON DRAGOON>[LOGGING ON]>...>[PLEASE WAIT]>[INPUT PASSWORD]>*****************************>[ACCESS GRANTED.]>[GOOD MORNING, DRAGOON. IT IS CURRENTLY 09:32. THE DATE IS JULY 25, [REDACTED] You open your eyes and immediately squint against the harsh fluorescent lights suspended above the storage facility's main room, where you and your 'comrades' reside between tasks. There's surprisingly little activity today, aside from a few of those dark-skinned 'elves' bustling busily about, performing maintenance and what-not.You shield your eyes with a clawed metal hand and disengage yourself from your 'dock' with your free hand, spinning the wheels that have long since replaced your feet before placing them on the smooth, stone floor.You're currently known as 'Dragoon,' though you still think of yourself as Chariot, and you think you've probably got a pretty busy day ahead of you.>[NEW ORDERS RECEIVED]Already?You shudder slightly... which is odd. You really shouldn't be shuddering at all.>You've got a bad feeling about this...>... it was nothing. Just a chill.>Something's... off... today.>No, no, it was... (Write-in!)
>>34581702>Something's... off... today.Clearly.
>>34581702>You've got a bad feeling about this...
>>34581702>Something's... off... today.The hell?
>>34581702>Something's... off... today.What's going on?
>>34581801>>34581892>>34581952>There's something strange going on>>34581884You've a baaaad feeling about this...Okay, writing! (I know, I know, only having one opening post is weird, but that's just the way it happened today!)
…There's something wrong. You can feel it.You check over your new orders.>[MISSION DIRECTIVES:]>[LOCATE THE STR-1 MECHANIZED HEAVY ASSAULT UNIT, 'BERSERKER.']>[RETRIEVE IF POSSIBLE. TERMINATE IF NECESSARY.]>[LEVEL A-2 ARMORY CLEARANCE HAS BEEN GRANTED FOR THIS MISSION.]>[ALL DATA RELATED TO ITS WHEREABOUTS WILL BE SENT TO YOU DIRECTLY UPON DEPARTURE.]…What?… Strength...? She's gone missing?You swallow down the lump in your throat and will yourself not to cry.How do they expect you to be able to deal with something that Strength couldn't? Who or what took Strength away? Whether they call her by her real name or that stupid 'Berserker' crap, she's still a deadly opponent, and definitely not one to be trifled with.And you know it's more difficult to take someone in alive than dead...Maybe you're just being too negative. Maybe she ran away? Finally got wise and made a break for it? Would she really do that? Just up and flee, without even telling you? You don't know what they did to her, but no matter what it was, there's no way she'd just run away without you. She's a good girl.And good girls don't abandon their friends, right?… right?…You shake your head fiercely, whipping your long, blonde hair about yourself in the process. The jagged black crown perched atop your head isn't even jostled. You need to stop... thinking.You're afraid, of course. Afraid of what might happen to you, of what's happened to Strength, of... practically everything. You've been afraid of something or another for a long, long time, though, so you've learned how to cope with it... mostly.
You need to get ready and get a move on, you decide- you need to find your friend!Where do you go first?>The Armory>Strength's 'Room' (Dock)>The Mess Hall (You're not going to need to eat for quite some time, but you could always pick up some macaroons for the road...)>Somewhere else. (Write-in!)
>>34582659>The ArmorySuit up!
>>34582659>The ArmoryLet's lock and load!
>>34582659>>The ArmoryLooks like it's time to gear up!
>>34582675>>34582690>>34582714>ARMORYOkay, yeah, looks like we've got consensus!Writing!
>>34582659>Strength's 'Room' (Dock)
You roll out of your chambers purposefully, your goal already in mind.Sure, you might be terrified.Sure, you might be worried.Hell, you might even be motoring straight towards your own untimely demise.But that doesn't matter.Your best friend is out there, all alone and probably up to her neck in shit. And you just can't allow that.You're at the armory within thirty seconds, and you're through the doors and in the Level A-3 room before you know it.…But you have A-2 clearance today.You look around and take in all the various instruments of violence displayed proudly on their racks and shelves. The biggest things available in the A-3 armory are small-caliber rifles and pump-shotguns.…Your sword- your personal weapon, the one you've trained with for longer than you care to remember- is waiting for you in its usual spot.…>Take the sword. Why wouldn't you?>Leave it. If you decide you want it, you can just grab it on your way out, after all.AND>Go to the A-2 level armory.>Stay in A-3, pick your weapons from here instead.
>>34583308>Leave it. If you decide you want it, you can just grab it on your way out, after all.>Go to the A-2 level armory.
>>34583308>>Leave it. If you decide you want it, you can just grab it on your way out, after all.>>Go to the A-2 level armory.I suspect we'll still take it, but right now I want to see what the A-2 armory holds.
>>34583308>Take the sword. Why wouldn't you?>Go to the A-2 level armory.Why would you NOT take the weapon you're most well trained with in to a possible combat situation?
>>34583419Like I said above, I suspect we'll end up taking it with us anyway, but at the moment the priority should be heading for A-2 and seeing what it has to offer.
>>34583336>>34583358>It's not you, sword, it's me!>>34583419SWORD, I'LL NEVER LEAVE YOU~Alright! TO THE A-2 ROOM! Writing!
You elect not to grab your sword, instead rolling over the spotless tile floor and to the huge metal doors with 'A-2' branded on them in big, bold letters.You provide your identification code, and the doors slide open with a hiss, only to slam shut the moment you're through them.…The A-2 level armory is... something else entirely.There's a whole goddamn /wall/ dedicated to rocket launchers of various shapes and sizes, and another dedicated to grenade launchers and autocannons. The third is covered in non-explosive firearms, most of them either .50BMG HMGs or 12 gauge shotguns of various makes and models, from semi-automatic to belt-fed full-auto monstrosities. Additionally, there are a number of shields and melee weapons on the same wall as the door you've just entered through.…You should probably avoid the rocket launchers if at all possible, you decide, and grenade launchers and autocannons are... probably a bit much.>Look at the grenade launchers and autocannons anyways!>Look at the machine-guns and shotguns.>Look at the melee weapons and shields.>Something else (write-in!)
>>34584067>Look at the grenade ... anyways!>Look at the ... shotguns.And by this I mean lets go get a M79/China Lake/M32 and load it with M576 shotgun rounds.
>>34584067>Look at the machine-guns and shotguns.Blammo blammo
>>34584067>Look at the melee weapons and shields.
>>34584067>Look at the grenade launchers and autocannons anyways!>>Look at the machine-guns and shotguns.No such thing as too much dakka.
>>34584124>>34584456>mo' dakka>>34584189FOX FOUR>>34584247WHOMPING STICKSOkay, writing!
You let out a whistle as you roll over to the grenade launcher and autocannon wall. The oldest weapon here is the M32 MGL (at least, as far as you can tell). The other things that catch your eye are a magazine-fed 25mm 'rifle' that's relatively small and compact, a humongous grenade-machine-gun, and a good old-fashioned 'man-portable' autocannon. You don't want to make any hasty choices, though, so you roll on over to the slightly-less-huge gun wall and take a good look at the weapons there.Lots of meant-to-be-mounted-on-a-vehicle .50BMG machine-guns, as you previously observed, most of them very ergonomic and practical, compared to the other wall's goods. There's also lots of shotguns, from the good ol' AA-12 to the belt-fed monstrosity you noticed earlier.This being Academy City, these are all almost certainly experimental or newly-developed weapons, so you can find just about anything here. The magazine-fed HMGs are the closest to the assault rifles you've trained with, but the AA-12 is a system you're reasonably familiar with, and the simpler grenade launchers won't be /that/ far out of your comfort zone...The only question is, what sort of weapon do you choose? You can only carry one, you think, especially if you want to grab your sword on the way out.[PLEASE CHOOSE ONLY ONE. OTHER DETAILS WILL COME NEXT.]>HMG>Shotgun>Grenade launcher>Autocannon
>>34584921>ShotgunI want me an AA-12!
>>34584921>>ShotgunPlenty of power without being incredibly unwieldy like some of the more out-there options.
>>34584972Keep in mind that you're easily strong enough to wield any of these effectively!(Anyone cyborged enough to have computer technobabble going on is gonna have the necessary enhancements to be super-strong and what-not.)
>>34585028In that case, change >>34584972to >>34584921>AutocannonLet's get nuts!
>>34584946>>34584980>Shotgun>>34585009>>34585100AutocannonI think we'll go with a shotgun on this one. You're pretty hesitant about the explodey weapons, after all, and also the coin was tails.Writing!
>>34585329Gonna go to sleep so thanks for running.
>>34585443Okay! Good night, anon, and thanks for playing!
A part of you really wants to try out an autocannon, but you're reasonably sure it's the same part as the one that wants to eat macaroons all day, set stuff on fire for little to no reason, and see how fast you can roll backwards through the complex.The more reasonable-ish part of you elects to go with a shotgun of some sort. Good stopping power at close range, lots of versatility with different kinds of shells, and a lack of absurd-hugeness make a shotgun pretty ideal at the moment. Now, which to take...>Just take an AA-12>Take one of the more... unique ones.
>>34585531>Just take an AA-12Strong and reliable, let's do it!
>>34585531>Take one of the more... unique ones.The AA-12 sounds cool, but I want to see what the "unique" options are first.
>>34585531Can we check out the unique ones without committing?
>>34585531>Take one of the more... unique ones.M32 with shotgun rounds!
>>34585531>Just take an AA-12Yep.
>>34585651Hmm. I suppose so, yeah. >>34585597>>34585689>SCIENCE>>34585559OLD SCHOOL>>34585689RLLY OLD SCHOOLAlright, writing!
Nice subject, shitwad.
You scratch your chin with a black metal claw and consider your options.Naturally, you can only choose one...>OPTION 1: Belt-fed, full-auto 'shot-machine-gun.' Extreme firepower- shreds anything in its path. Can only be loaded with slugs, buckshot, or frag rounds. Large and relatively unwieldy. Impossible to conceal in any way. HOLDS WAY TOO MANY SHELLS. Takes FOREVER to reload.>OPTION 2:Magazine-fed semi-automatic 'universal shotgun.' Reasonably compact, great stopping power, and can accept any sort of specialty rounds. Collapsible stock and relatively small size make it surprisingly inconspicuous. Larger-than-average capacity, reasonable reload speed.>OPTION 3:Revolver-type, semi-automatic, 40mm 'Elephant+ Gun.' Neither compact nor particularly large. Excellent stopping power. Can accept certain types of 40mm grenades in addition to its specially-made slugs and flechette shells. Not particularly conspicuous. Small capacity. Slow reload.>OPTION 4:GOOD OL' AA-12.
>>34586050Oh, shit.Sorry about that. It won't happen again.
>>34586256>>OPTION 1:Fuck yeah, maximum firepower!
>>34586256>OPTION 3:Is Option 1 the DShK from Metro? because that would be awesome as well.
>>34586318That what inspired it, yeah.
>>34586256>OPTION 1When in doubt, go loud.
>>34586306>>34586384Mo' dakka>>34586318Bigger dakka in exchange for lower volume-of-fireLooks like it's the shot-machine-gun!It's practically the reason that soft targets are called 'soft targets'!Writing!
>>34586727>implying it's more like an automatic shotgun than a buckshot-firing-machinegun>implying I didn't take that into considerationYou continue to misunderestimate muh strategeries, comrade anon.
You hesitate only a little before choosing the biggest, meanest-looking thing you can carry. A 'shot-machine-gun', they call it. You heft it in one clawed hand as you begin gathering up unnecessarily-excessive amounts of ammunition for the damn thing.You imagine this is what being Rambo probably feels like. Except you're not, y'know, crazy and stuff.… probably.You make your way out of the A-2 armory, and stop in good old A-3.Do you take your sword, or not?>Yes.>No!
>>34586256>>34586902Playing a bit of Metro, have we?
>>34586902>Yes.More weapons, the better.
>>34586902>Yes.Why on earth wouldn't we?
>>34586935>>34586969>>34586973>yep>>34586973I dunno! You guys get weird about things sometimes. Or maybe that's just me?Who knows?Writing!
You don't even stop rolling to think on it- you just snatch your sword up as you speed by, slipping it into its scabbard in a single practiced motion.An 'elf' glares at you as you blow past him, almost knocking him over in the process, but you pay him no mind. Their reflexes are so sharp you probably couldn't have run him over if you'd wanted to- not at the relatively-low speed you're traveling at right now, anyways.You don't have time to slow down for pointy-eared mutants, anyways! You're on a rescue mission!……>You are Akari>You are Mato>You are Miku
>>34587272>You are AkariFinally.
>>34587272>You are Akari
>>34587272>You are AkariBack to the main character!
>>34587313>>34587344>>34587369>OPERATION BEST GIRL TIME IS GOI REPEATBEST GIRL DEPLOYEDWriting!
>>34587421Are we finally gonna get to hear Mato confess her love without interruption this time?Probably not, but I can dream.
You watch interestedly as Miku helps her sister into the spiky, vicious-looking, black metal armor that covers her arms and legs almost entirely.“The problem with this, Mato,” Miku explains, “is that you don't have the neural or skeletal... 'enhancements' necessary for this armor to operate correctly.” She clasps something into place with a CLACK and dusts her hands. “There, it's on. How's it feel?”Mato raises her arms above her head and holds them up for a few moments before letting them fall back to her sides with a cacophonous series of clangs.“Heavy,” she grunts. “I can't wear this, Miku-neesan.”Miku nods, a complicated expression visible on her face. “I made it to be able to grow with you when you get big, but the non-invasive methods just didn't work.” She sighs. “I'm sorry.”“... What about the invasive methods?”You sigh softly and pinch the bridge of your nose, and Miku gapes. “... huh?”Mato frowns. “The invasive ones, Nee-san,” she repeats. “You said the non-invasive methods didn't work. What about the invasive ones?”“Mato... do you know what the invasive ones entail?”Mato shrugs. “It can't be anything more dangerous than cutting your own arm off and replacing it with your remaining (non-dominant) hand,” she says evenly.“I... no. Mato, you're my little sister, okay? I can't just go and-”“Why not?”“Mato!”…You could probably tip the scales in this argument either way if you stepped in now. >Support Mato.>Support Miku.>Just watch and wait.>Something else (Write-in!)
>>34587905>Support Mato.If it will make damn sure she won't contract, I say go for it.
>>34587905>>Support Mato.Now she won't feel useless anymore!
>>34587905>Support Mato.>But before, exactly how invasive are we talking here ?
>>34587940>>34587991>>34588042>Get Mato's back!Alright, writing!
You clear your throat. “Mato has a point, Miku-chan,” you say, “you're single most ridiculously-overqualified person for the job in the world, AND her older sister. This is something that could mean the difference between getting out of this alive and having the dubious fortune of not being alive to watch the world burn.”Mato nods. “I trust you completely, Nee-san! You're the best, after all!”Miku heaves a heavy sigh. “It'd be so much easier on me if you didn't trust me,” she laments as she moves to help Mato out of the armor.“Wait, what are we doing now, Miku-neesan?” Mato asks, confusion extremely evident in both her face and voice.“We can't do the procedure if you're wearing that,” Miku explains, suddenly sounding very... tired.It's here that you decide to chime in again. “What kind of procedure are we talking about, here?”Miku looks up at you, her fingers still deftly working to remove the armor, even without her eyes providing them visual feedback. “There's two ways we can go about this,” she says, “the first is the 'cheap and dirty' way. It would involve minimal surgery-type shenanigans- basically, we'd put the neural ports and spinal reinforcements over the skin. She wouldn't be able to remove the armor without exposing all six neural ports to the elements (which is so extremely bad that I don't even know how to explain how bad it is), and the implants wouldn't be guaranteed to stay in place... especially with the way she gets big.” She chuckles. “She wouldn't even be able to get wet without risking crazy-bad stuff happening.”
Mato helpfully says, “That sounds like it sucks.”Miku nods. “It does indeed,” she says, moving on to the last bits of Mato's armor and deftly removing them, “which is why we have method number two: the surgical way. We implant the necessary components the good old-fashioned way, anchoring them properly, using the much better and safer sub-dermal neural ports, and reinforcing your back and ribcage properly.”Geez, that sounds... complicated. “Can you do it, Nee-san?”Miku sighs. “Yes... Yes, I can. And with your ability, you'd be back up and on your feet by the time you woke up...” Mato has that determined expression on her face. “How soon can you be ready?”>Roll d20!
Rolled 19 (1d20)>>34588921
Rolled 20 (1d20)>>34588921C'mon dice!
>>34588949>>34588960>>34588968Its good to be back, Akari!
>>34588949>>34588960>>34588968The dice have spoken.
>>34588949>>34588960>>34588968MARY MOTHER OF GOD, WHATWHAT EVEN IS THISLIKEDAMMIT, MAN.THIS ISN'T EVEN YOUR COMPETENCETHIS IS SHEER, BLIND LUCK.GOD DAMN.Writing, I guess.
Miku rubs her chin, then blinks and frowns a little.“Uh... now?” She seems confused by this. “Actually, not quite yet.” She looks to you and asks, “Would you mind helping me sterilize everything, Akari-chan? I mean, it's already sterilized, but, uh, y'know...”She clears her throat.Mato looks freaking ecstatic. >Agree to help Miku sterilize stuff.>Decline.>Something else. (Write-in!)
>>34589114>agree to help Miku sterilize stuff
>>34589114>Agree to help Miku sterilize stuff.
>>34589114>>Agree to help Miku sterilize stuff.We're halping Mato! Hurray!Just be sure not to break anything.
>>34589114>Agree to help Miku sterilize stuff.Yay, we're helping!
>>34589145>>34589154>>34589159>>34589186>PURGE THE MICRO-ORGANISMSAlright, writing!
>>34589348This had better be the best and most clean armor of all time if our rolls are anything to go by.
You agree to help, and follow the technopathic idol into her operating room.She has her own operating room.You don the clothes she hands to you and begin sterilizing the things she instructs you to with your powers. You can't do Spontaneous Ignition anymore, apparently, but you pretty rapidly figure out how to radiate heat in a controlled and precise manner. “Hey, Akari-chan?”“Hmm?”“Thanks. For helping with... everything.” She snickers. “You're a far more reassuring presence than your sister, that's for sure.”You laugh at that as well. Nee-chan can get pretty... creepy and uncomfortable... at times.“Anyways, if there's anything you want to ask, fire away, m'kay?”>Nah, I'm good.>Actually, I'd like to know more about...>>Neural ports. Why does she need them for her armor?>>Skeletal reinforcement. Why does she need that?>>Something else. (Write-in!)>Other (Write-in!)
>>34589549>Something else. (Write-in!)Will she still have the Matobutt?
>>34589549>>>Skeletal reinforcement. Why does she need that?>Something else. (Write-in!)Her belly will remain unmarred correct?
>>34589549>>34589604>>34589627These are important.
>>34589549>>34589627Thats the most important one, we wouldn't understand the technobabble anyway.>You can't do Spontaneous Ignition anymoreDid I miss something here ?
>>34589549>>Something else. (Is the process completely irreversible?)It might be an easy answer, but I feel like we should at least ask.
>>34589650I think we fucked it up somehow, though I can't recall how we did it offhand.
>>34589549>>34589654Good point, it couldn't hurt to ask at least.
>>34589664But... when? The last time we used oour fire powers was against that card throwing fuck, and that was several threads ago. I feel like we would have been informed of this loss of power sooner if it happened then.
>>34589650>Spontaneous IgnitionIt's been gone for awhile, now, or at least it seems like it has. It and Fireball got replaced by the Col. Mustang Snap!BOOM! shenanigans. Primarily because Fireball never really saw any use and Spontaneous Ignition was simultaneously the most overpowered and underpowered thing ever.>>34589604>>34589636>Butt?>>34589627>>34589636>>34589650>Belly?>>34589654>>34589687>Can it be undone?Alright, writing!
>>34589741>It and Fireball got replacedWould have been nice to be told that. I, for one, do not approve. Spontanoeus Ignition was awesome.
>>34589715Dunno man, I'm not sure when it happened either, best advice I can give is check the archives or try the ask.fm.
>>34589763I dunno, it was definitely cool but I feel like we tried to spam it too often and it got a little annoying. I do wish we had a chance to use Fireball though.
>>34589763It's fine, I'm sure you guys'll roll a natural bajillion when the time is right and pull it back out of your asses as if it hadn't ever gone away.It just doesn't click with your mind anymore, maaaaan.>>34589788Preach it, anon!
>>34589664we TRAUMA'D our brain into thinking we're Roy Mustang during a ferocious New Guinnean BBQAs such, our ability to spontaneously ignite things has been replaced with the ability to blow dem da fuk upExcept we don't know that yet, so we've basically just lost the aforementioned power.
You consider whether or not it's entirely wise to ask Mato's sister about whether or not her... figure will remain as-is.Then, you go for it, because IT'S TOO IMPORTANT TO NOT ASK.“... Uh, no, none of that stuff'll change at all.” Miku sighs. “Here I was expecting questions like, 'Why does powered armor need neural ports' and 'why does she need to be able to feel with the armor,' so I could give answers like, 'neural ports make for extremely easy and natural operation,' and, 'it's multipurpose; giving the armor a sense of touch makes it much easier to use, and by rerouting all of the sensations except for pain (because what kind of armor feels pain?) from her actual arms to the armor, it makes it like an extension of her being, rather than a heavy metal shell.' “But, nooo, I get the questions about her butt.” Miku sighs again. “Sorry, I was just a little taken off-guard by that one. Anything else?”You nod. “Is this reversible?”“... That depends on how you define 'reversible', I think. I mean, sure, we could remove the neural ports and such, but removing the skeletal reinforcement is all kinds of difficult- not to mention entirely pointless. Y'know what I mean?”You sterilize one last doo-dad, and Miku nods. “Right. Could you go fetch Mato? I don't wanna have to re-wash.”You oblige her, and it's not long before the anesthesia's on, and you're making your way out of the room.“Hey... Akari...”You stop and turn to face the source of the drowsy voice, none other than Mato herself. “Yeah, Mato?”“I just... wanted to... tell... you...” she yawns, “that I lo-ZZZZZZZZZZZZ.”You shake your head and make your way out of the room.Now, to wait...
I think we'll end it here for tonight! Short thread, I know, but this seems like it was destined to be a stopping point, and I'm feelin' pretty pooped.Thanks for playing, and have a good night!Also, be sure to vote in the archives here: http://suptg.thisisnotatrueending.com/archive.html?tags=RaildexAnd feel free to ask questions here in the thread or in the magical land of question-asking, found here: ask.fm/EsperQuestQMI think that's all, so, uh, yeah!I'd like to thank you guys for being patient even though today was slow as balls, and I'd like to thank captcha for giving me numbers instead of gibberish every time today!
>>34590226It's ok that it's a bit slow, college is a busy time and I know that my attention wasn't entirely on the thread either today. Mostly I'm just glad to see the Mato situation get a happy ending.
>>34590125“I just... wanted to... tell... you...” she yawns, “that I lo-ZZZZZZZZZZZZ.”Damn it QM!
>>34590226Thanks for running.
>>34590268It's simple. The next time she starts we just pull a Han Solo, "I know."
>>34590268Heheheheheheheh.On the bright side, you're close to reaching a theme song for Mato, I think.One of the kickass ones
>>34590397I should certainly hope so given that we're basically turning her into the Six Million Dollar Man.
>>34590449Yeah. It's a shame Iron Man's such a dark song. 'Iron Mato' is really quite excellent.
>>34590486Could just go with Back in Black maybe. What color is the armor gonna be?
>>34590517It's black. Armor modo Mato is represented by iBRS. Still, you're not quite there yet, and there's a few possibilities.
>>34581702Shouldn't you attribute that quote to the character/organisation in Dune not the author?
>>34590550Fair enough, though I think that would be a pretty awesome song for her once she takes a level in badass, if perhaps a bit harsh for her.
>>34590559Hmm. Maybe? I mean, they're the author's words, y'know? And if you didn't know it was a quote from Dune, it could be misleading.
>>34590606You attribute it to character comma italics Dune