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Rolled 24, 29 = 53 (2d100)

>>39094834
Your hands are trembling. Holy fuck, your hands are trembling. You've done shit like that before, but doing a one man Scoop (well, one-point-five-men, since the sniper was in there) is nothing but - hoooleeeshiiiiiiet. You can't help but take a moment to catch your breath, letting out weak, tentative chuckles every now and then.

The moment is interrupted by the scratching noise of your radio comm. "C-c-commander! Roy's in trouble! You gotta help!" Nahn says in a panic. Of course. Of course Roy's in fucking trouble. Of course he's here to shit on your team's victory. "Calm your tits, Nahn. Tell me what's going on!" You growl in response, maneuvering your wanzer back toward the direction of your team-mates.

"Roy's mech is badly damaged, sir! He tripped one of the traps that hadn't exploded and is now in danger, sir! It's on fire!" Son of a BITCH. Roy probably couldn't speak from the damage, either. You weren't too far away, but there was a chance that you might not be able to make it. Then again, could you really trust Nahn with this shit?

>Rush in to save him! You don't have enough time!
>No time! Direct Nahn from here and hope she can do her best!

>Trait Gained : Lone Wolf! Because of your choices and actions in the previous thread, Flare has gained a bonus to doing actions on her own.

>>39095090
>Please roll 1d100!

Sorry for forgetting, but the house is literally burning me alive due to the AC being on the fritz.

Rolled 34 (1d100)

>>39095090
>>Rush in to save him! You don't have enough time!

Fucking Roy. He better not die or we'll kill him.

>>39095219
Here we come to save the day!

Writing.

>>39095333
Oh God it's just me here we are so doomed.

>>39095377
at least it wasn't a complete failure.

Rolled 59, 44 = 103 (2d100)

>>39095090
Fucking Roy. He'd better not die on you, or you're gonna kill him! "On my way." You shout, before pushing the pedals on your wanzer to the metal.

Your mech stutters, and some slight whines and grinding come from below you. It's not too big of a deal, since the wanzer's still able to move, but you aren't going as fast as you'd like. "Move, you rusted piece of - COME ON!" You howl, but to no avail. It takes far too long for you to get back to the crater, and you know there's still a hell of a lot of distance between you and where the traps are.

"Commander! Where are you!? Roy's trapped in his wanzer and rubble! I don't think that he'll be able to make it! What do you want me to do!?"

Fuuuuuuck!

>Keep running! Whatever's making your legs malfunction, it's probably just some bug!
>Nahn, for the love of the gods, be useful!
>Contact Myl! She might be able to think of something!

>Please roll 1d100 for communication skills.

Rolled 7 (1d100)

>>39095440
>>Keep running! Whatever's making your legs malfunction, it's probably just some bug!
>Nahn, for the love of the gods, be useful!
>Contact Myl! She might be able to think of something!
DO EVERYTHING!

>>39095393
>>39095377
It's okay - it wasn't a complete failure.

The minus side is that I might have to go somewhere all of a sudden, depending on what's going on here at home. If it happens, I'll say something.

Rolled 3 (1d100)

>>39095440
>Nahn, for the love of the gods, be useful!

Dice!

we are fucked.

Rolled 67 (1d100)

>>39095440
>>Keep running! Whatever's making your legs malfunction, it's probably just some bug!

Don't give up, have Nahn keep a lookout.

>>39095508
Do everything, he says. That's a tall order, anon. But I'll count you as saying you're voting for >>39095469 as well.

Just book it! Don't think - just go! Writing.

>captcha : asswa
The captcha has little faith in you, but I believe.

Rolled 19, 52 = 71 (2d100)

>>39095440
"Nahn, quit panicking! Just keep me updated on this!" You bark out to your radio comm. These damned wanzer legs are going to be the death of someone, if you don't fix them soon! Using the age-old tactic that you learned from your mercenary days, you whip out the mallet and bang it on the console.

Success! The grinding and whirring from below you ceases! You're able to speed over to Nahn's wanzer...

She's standing in front of a pile of rubble. You can see a few bits and pieces of red metal strewn about. What concerned you more was the big, pig-steel foot that was poking out from the big pile. "He's still in there, sir!" Nahn screams from the comms. "He hasn't responded to any hails! What do we do!?"

From the distance, you can hear the slicing of a transport copter's blades in the ruined city's air.

>Blast through the rubble and try to dig him out!
>Get Nahn to help you pull him out by his legs!
>Get Nahn to blast through the rubble while you pull him out!
>Contact Roy! Maybe he can hear you! Maybe he can just crawl his useless ass out!
>Write - In?

>Please roll 1d100!

Not sure if other people got this from the other thread, but I'll be introducing the permanent 'write in' as an option, from now on. The more details you give me in what you want to do, the better I can try to put it to text. Tactically sound decisions or well-reasoned ones are also rewarded, in some small shape or form. Please use it whenever you want.

Rolled 89 (1d100)

>>39095819
>Get Nahn to blast through the rubble while you pull him out!

This has to work, as long as she doesn't shoot -us-.

Rolled 7 (1d100)

>>39095819
>Get Nahn to help you pull him out by his legs!
>Contact Roy! Maybe he can hear you! Maybe he can just crawl his useless ass out!
or at least verify that he isn't dead.

>>39095864
second fucking 7 this thread the fuck.

Rolled 56 (1d100)

>>39095819
>>Get Nahn to blast through the rubble while you pull him out!

Rolled 65 (1d100)

>>39095819
>Contact Roy! Maybe he can hear you! Maybe he can just crawl his useless ass out!

>>39095864
I guess it's good I showed up, then?

These rolls are really brutal, though.

Must be HMQ having rolled well, recently.

>>39095888
Don't be so hard on yourself. As we've proven in previous threads...

Scrapmech is complete and utter shit.

>>39095900
I don't know what HMQ is, but I hear it's good. I see their drawfags making good arts all the time.

>>39095917
>I don't know what HMQ is

Homeless Mutant Quest

It's running right now, actually. Nice when the anons stopped sperging over powers.

>>39095937
Oops. Thought we were talking about the quest with the drawfags writing on the girls' asses. I mean, HMQ is probably really good, too.

>>39095894
>>39095850
Nahn, stop your whinin' and start firin'!

Writing.

>>39095997
Oh, yeah HQR, great drawfriends, but the quest itself stopped interesting me when the QM was being a huge asshole for the second time? Eh.

You should check out HMQ some time if you like Marvel stuff.

Rolled 56, 31 = 87 (2d100)

>>39095819
"Nahn! Blast through the rubble! I'll yank him out!" You drop your revolver, grab at the red foot, and begin to pull. Nahn heaves her heavy machinegun up, points it toward the rubble, and begins to fire. Almost instantly, her aim goes off of the rubble and into the air. "Aaaaaaah! Sir, my arm's malfunctioning! AAAAAH!" She yells.

Can ANYONE other than you do anything, in this!? You grit your teeth and keep pulling. For a few moments, you hear the sickening scrapes of metal on gravel and concrete. There's also an unearthly wail of sparks joining into the cacophony, making your work all the more difficult. Still, you yank out his wanzer's body.

It doesn't look good at all. The cockpit is caving in from the top. There's a chance he could have survived whatever happened...if he ducked, maybe. "NAHN, STOP FIRING!" You shout. "Fucking Roy..."

>Options?
>Tear the cockpit door open?
>Hop out of your mech and pry it open?
>Shoot the cockpit open?
>Write - In?

>Please roll 1d100!

>>39096085
I'm a fan, but not as much as my brother. I'll check it out, though.

Rolled 58 (1d100)

>>39096147
>>Tear the cockpit door open?

Damage is already done. Pulling away should be okay.

Rolled 45 (1d100)

>>39096147
>Tear the cockpit door open?

Rolled 15 (1d100)

>>39096147
>>Tear the cockpit door open?
cant risk shooting him.

Rolled 16 (1d100)

>>39096147
>Tear the cockpit door open?

Rolled 76 (1d100)

>>39096147
>Tear the cockpit door open?
>Hop out of your mech and pry it open?

>>39096256
Please pick one, anon.

>>39096191
>>39096212
>>39096231
>>39096252
>>39096256
RIP AND TEAR. Highest of the first 3 is 58.

Writing!

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Rolled 63, 37 = 100 (2d100)

>>39096147
If it's already busted up, there's no harm in tearing off a little bit more, right? You release his legs and grab a hold of Roy's center. Hopefully, you don't fuck this up too bad. Pinching the door between two claw-like graspers, you pull back - SHIT! That took out a little more than you wanted it to! The door parted its wanzer like torn paper, carrying with it a tiny bit of chair.

You kick your wanzer's door open, as does Nahn. The both of you rush down toward the open pilot's chamber to take a peek in.

There's a rotund, furry body sitting in the cockpit. It's dressed in some very fancy duds - a nobleman's regalia, you think to yourself. There's too much red on the damn thing to tell if it's blood or just coloring.

That chopper's starting to get close.

>Pull him out and try to resuscitate?
>Kick him?
>Pull him out and have Nahn try to resuscitate?
>Have Nahn kick him?
>Yell at him?
>Write - In?

>Please roll 1d100.

Rolled 72 (1d100)

>>39096477
>>Pull him out and try to resuscitate?
gatta do everything myself.

Rolled 43 (1d100)

>>39096477
>Pull him out and try to resuscitate?

Rolled 81 (1d100)

>>39096477
>>Pull him out and have Nahn try to resuscitate?

PROVE YOUR WORTH. No, that isn't a write-in.

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>>39096549
I wasn't going to use that as a write-in!

I was totally going to use that as a write-in.

>>39096574

I'M ON TO YOU.

Carry on.

>>39096520
>>39096527
Just a minor, minor question...

>Be gentle?
>Be rough?

Please pick one. Don't worry - this doesn't really affect how you do. I just want to know what approach you want Flare to take.

>>39096698
>>Be rough?
This is our chance to vent some anger, no killing please.

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>>39096698
>>Be rough?

>>39096698
Anyone else think punching him in the spleen is a good idea?

No?

Does Flare know where the spleen is? If not can she just punch him until he wakes up or she finds it?

>>39096754
>>39096744
Mmkay. Flare uses Wake-Up Slap!

It's super effective!

Writing.

>>39096477
You step in front of Nahn gingerly, your arms reaching out to cradle the strange creature. Its giant ears flop over almost comically, but his body is otherwise motionless. Taking him over to a relatively flat piece of concrete, you lay the creature down. It looks like one of those 'rabbits' you kept hearing about, way back when. Small little creatures from the origin world. You know better than to assume, though - this thing's a lopine. It's not usually on this planet.

You bring your face closer. Barely, just barely, you can see one single whisker twitch.

The speed with which you punch that whisker alarms even Nahn. The furry body shoots up in pain, grabbing his muzzle. "OWWWW! Whah wuz dat for, sir!?" Roy screams. He tries to scoot away from you, his giant doe-eyes widening fearfully, but you grab his fancy-ass collar before he gets too far away.

The chopper's almost here. You can't feel its shadow coming over you, since the sun is setting, but you sure do feel the wind starting to kick up.

>Options / orders?
>Reprimand Roy! He's done nothing but be a total shit! (Alternatively, reprimand him for scaring you and making you think he died.)
>Reprimand Roy and Nahn! They've done nothing but be total shits!
>Order everyone to get to cover!
>Order everyone to get into your mechs!

>>39096906
>>Order everyone to get into your mechs!
Roy don't fucking die you shit.

>>39096906
>>Order everyone to get into your mechs!

Focus. Reprimand Roy for making us think he's dead later.

>>39096906
He didn't expect CPR, did he?

Bruh he better not have expected CPR.

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>>39096980
Ufufu.

>>39096998
We didn't hit him hard enough.

>>39097060
I didn't say nuffin'.

>>39096943
>>39096942
Red Pack - Battlestations!

Writing.

>>39096906
The chopper was starting to hover above you. Before Roy could fill the air with more complaints, you set him down on the ground. "Get your ass inside your scrapper, Roy. If they think you're dead, they won't gut you. Nahn, you and me are on point. Let's hope the bugger and our silent sniper don't start shit early. Hop to!" Your voice is starting to get sore from all this yelling, but that's a worry for future Flare.

You, Nahn, and Roy all get into your mechs. A quick order gets the heavy gunner in one position, while you go to pick up your revolver. Whatever comes out of that plane, you'll be ready for it.

The side door opens, and out floats a brilliant, gilded hovercraft. It's more or less a floating disk with little jets attached on the bottom, really, but the person that was on top of it was more important, to you. This man reeked of bureaucracy - waxed mustache, trimmed eyebrows, a smart suit...the works. The lights on your dashboard dim, then go dormant. Your HUD flips open on its own accord, and Myl's face pops in. "Darlin', you DON'T wanna make this man mad. Also, I'm mad at'cha, but I'll lecture yer no-comm keishter back at the warehouse."

1/?

>>39097224
The well-dressed, well-toned bureaucrat hovered over to your wanzer, giving you a good look on his smug face, blue skin, and huge nose. He glanced toward your new revolver, chuckled behind a gloved hand, and looked back toward you. "Ikrarut. Okean pot'yon?" Of course he spoke Tyhran. He probably assumed that everyone spoke Tyhran. The man hovered until he was close enough to touch your wanzer, beckoning you out.

Myl chimed in. "That there's the Grand Prallat. Y'don't wanna tick 'im off, Sparky. He says that he wants ta know yer name. Please, just answer th' man. He's got a translator on 'im, he'll know what'cher sayin'."

Oh, he wants to know your name, does he? You open up your cockpit, pulling your body out so that he could see. As he stares at you, you...

>Options?
>Be polite. Give him your name.
>Stay silent. Don't answer him.
>Be rude. Give him a rude gesture.
>Spit in his general direction.

>>39097388
Do you type up your posts here or do you use notepad or word to type them? Safer to do it on your end than here from what I'm told

>Be rude. Maximum Sarcasm

>>39097388

Give him our name. Quietly. Calmly. Stoic.

>>39097388
>>Be polite. Give him your name.
cant fuck it up now.

>>39097388

>Look him in the eye, give him your name, rank, and serial number. Do not break eye contact. Do not give any emotion. Nothing this man can exploit.

>>39097452
I type them up here. Is it noticeable? Should I not do it?

I'm used to doing it on a site's own typing thingamajig. For now, there's no problems, but if it does become a hassle, we'll see.

>>39097388
>>Be concise. Tell him your name.
"The name is Flare."

>>39097454
This

Our "ARE YOU ENTERTAINED?" moment will come soon enough

>>39097497
>>39097487
>>39097479
>>39097462
>>39097454
A calm mind prevails over a fiery heart.

Writing!

>>39097486
Some anons dont like the wait, I don't mind, but 4chan sometimes derps and not having your posts in another window means you have to retype them and that is a serious bitch.

>>39097388
You stand up as straight as you can, what with the wanzer's hatch being so bothersome and all. Staring him right in the eye, you square your jaw and grunt, "Flare Cuvic. Head Mechanic. 098972-09."

The Grand Prallat taps at a small machine within the inner lining of his collar. There's a brief moment of static, then he clears his throat. "Ah, what a glorious name! Many of our holy kingdom's people have witnessed your rise to glory. Through trials and hardships, through pain and toil, you have climbed your way to victory, defeating even the most dangerous of soldiers in Yellow Pack! Truly, the High King has blessed you, this day!"

"Flare Cuvic. Head Mechanic. 098972-09."

"Ah, and what a disciplined soldier you are, as well! Fantastic. You and your allies have won your first match in the Battlefields! Your victory has earned you a small modicum of freedom, as well as limited movement in the Underquarter of the nearby city of Jekt. This is an honor that has never been bestowed to those of the Red Pack."

"Flare Cuvic. Head Mechanic. 098972-09."

You are boring holes into this man's beady black eyes. He shrugs it off with a smirk, but you can tell that he isn't used to off-worlders. "Your discipline would fit well into our ranks! If only you were a native of our glorious homeworld of Tyhra! That said, you are of the Infinite Darkness. You cannot be allowed as great of an honor as one of our Holy Empire's most GLORIOUS PEOPLE!"

He looks up. "People of the Holy Empire of Skiev, YOUR CHAMPIONS! Now, if you would follow me, this transport vehicle shall take you back to your warehouse. I shall also ride along, to better explain this great honor.

>What do you do?
>Just get back into your mech.
>Spit on him.
>Call out to Roy, then get back into your mech.
>Call out to Roy, then spit on him.
>Write in.

If you want to spit on him, please roll 1d100.

>>39097728
>>Call out to Roy, then get back into your mech.
no pissing on the very powerful and dangerous man please.

Rolled 4 (1d100)

>>39097728
I don't want to spit on him, I just want to see how well we'd do it.

>Call out to Roy, then get back into your mech.

>>39097728
>Call out to Roy, then get back into your mech.
>Then spit on Roy

>>39097793
...poor, poor Roy. I'd feel bad for him if he didn't deserve it.

>>39097788
Good thing I'm not one of those dickass QMs who would use this for devious things.

>>39097728
>Just get back into your mech.

Can they see in our mech? If not make rude gestures at him once we are out of LoS.

>>39097728
>>Call out to Roy, then get back into your mech.

>>39097813
>Good thing I'm not one of those dickass QMs who would use this for devious things.

You could totally say we drool when we try to yell at Roy.

>>39097841
Naaaaah. I mean, I could, but...

Naaaaaaaaaaaaah. I think you guys would dislike me if I did that without even making you roll for it.

>>39097826
>>39097793
>>39097788
>>39097743
Time for Flare and Roy's ride-along! Writing.

>>39097728
Just get back in

>>39097728
Now that the Grand Prick-it is beginning to hover away, he touches his collar and deactivates his translator. You take this time to turn toward Roy. "Roy, get your ass in here. I'm still pissed at you, and you're definitely gonna get an earful. You, too, Nahn!" You scream. You're surprised that your voice is still keeping up, after all this. "Come on - we gotta go get the fuckin' bugger and that sniper bitch."

After an incident involving spitting on a poor, hapless lopine, your whole team is now embarked into the transport copter. You all anchor yourselves down, then settle in for a long ride home.

Of course, the man isn't about to let you do this. He beckons to you all, holding out a small, round pin. In his other hand are a few more of those pins. Probably a translator, no doubt. The Prallat isn't saying anything - just beckoning.

>Get out of your wanzer and get one?
>Stay in your wanzer?
>Order your team to stay in their wanzers?
>Order your team to get out and get one?
>Write in.

>Please roll 1d100 if you want to convince your team of anything.

>>39098003
>>Get out of your wanzer and get one?
the leader always does the dangerous shit first, we can convince them to do it when they see we are ok.

Rolled 74 (1d100)

>>39098003
>Order your team to get out and get one?
Nahn

Rolled 98 (1d100)

>>39098003
>>39098042
>Nahn

>>39098105
>>39098042
the fuck did nahn do you you guys, if anything Roy should do it.

>>39098105
Damn, it feels good to be gangsta.

>>39098131
I'm also wondering this, but what's done is done. There's still a few minutes for votes, though, so there might be an upset.

>>39098131
She did more than Roy, which is why we're having her do it so that Roy doesn't fuck it up

>>39098131
Yeah, cause Roy didn't do at least one thing right.

>>39098042
>>39098105
Nahn, go be competent. Writing.

I'm honestly surprised as to how quickly people are willing to demonize poor Roy. I mean, I know he's a fuck up, but sweet DAMN.

>>39098131

nahn is the secons most reliable team member after sniper, we don't want any fuck ups and this way she can prove usefull

I still regret that we saved Roy, if he died maybe someone more competent would replace him

>>39098235
We don't know the fuck and he's nearly gotten us killed multiple times. There's really nothing about him right now that's endearing, other than looking like a small and weak prey animal

>>39098235
If Roy somehow proves his worth in the future I might agree with you OP but right now he is a huge liability and if there is one thing that will get us killed its a liability. Roy a shit

gunna be gone for a hour don't fuck up.

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>>39098003
Could be a trap, that. You could go do it yourself...or you could see if your people are still willing to follow orders, after that shouting spree you gave them a few minutes ago. Opening your hatch once more (and shooing Roy out of your wanzer), you lean over the top and look to Nahn's mech. "NAHN!" You yell.

The woman's mech opens, and she gets out to ground level. You were about to say something else, but she quickly marches to you, stopping just behind Roy. "Nahn reporting in. Orders, sir?" She asks, giving a sharp salute. You salute her back and get down from your own mech. "Nahn, go and get the translators from that guy. After that, I want you to go pass them out to everyone. I feel like you'd have an easier time of talking to our other team-mates, anyway. Can you do that?" You ask.

"Yes, ma'am! I'll deliver each of the translator pins as you ask, ma'am!" The smaller girl gives another sharp salute, smiling before turning on her heels and jogging toward the Grand Prallat. He hands her the pins, attaching one to her collar and pressing it. "Drik or dev. Orl-tavlar. Komm mattra sum'trah drav?" "Sir, I'm not at liberty to say! Now, if you'll excuse me, I have to go and deliver these." What the hell was that about? Well, whatever.

She returns to you with a pin, even going so far as to affix and activate it before you can react. She does the same thing for Roy before rushing off to the two other mechs. Now that you have this on, you could probably speak to the man who's currently got your wanzers on a tight leash. He was coming toward you, anyway. Or you could just go to your team and have someone else deal with the guy.

>Options?
>Deal with the Prallat on your own.
>Gather the team and talk to them. Have someone else deal with the Prallat. (Please name a person.) [Please roll 1d100 for this choice!]
>Write In.

>>39098267
>>39098310
>>39098264
I didn't even mean to make Roy that hated. Ouch.

>>39098450
>>Deal with the Prallat on your own.

>>39098450
>Deal with the Prallat on your own.
Get Nahn to gather the team so they don't just split apart and do anything crazy.

>>39098450
>>Deal with the Prallat on your own.

>>39098488

seriously, let him be Myl's assistant and never come close to a wanzer again

>>39098586
You can certainly tell him that, if you wanted to.

>>39098450
>Deal with the Prallat on your own.
but gather the team, let's do this together

>>39098450
>c

is that nahn?

>>39098537
>>39098539
>>39098560
>>39098652
We do this as one team .One Pack.

Writing!

>>39098450
Nahn's already going to get the others. As you side-step around Roy and walk toward the Prallat, you yell out, "Nahn, gather the team! We're gonna deal with this asshole together."

"Bah. Brutish voiders. Can't even speak without a tongue of filth, can you?" The man sneers at you, his voice losing the polished sheen it held at the Battlefield. "I was wondering what type of person the Red Pack Leader is. Now that I see you...well, let's just say you fall a little short of my expectations. As you're no doubt aware, you've won. I see that you've even taken a souvenir from one of our ex-militants. Hmph. I've been given the order to authorize you a disparagingly large reward for your... luck, but I see that you've taken no survivors. You don't even have the decency to be somewhat civil, do you?"

You bite your tongue and hold back any comments. From behind you, you can hear the chittering of a bugger - in Uni-Comm, for once. "I swear I didn't do it! I swear! Please, spare me!" "No, no, we're on your side! I promise. Now you two just come with me and we'll line up behind the commander!"

The Prallat clears his throat. "You can keep the revolver. It's much too powerful for the likes of you, but I feel that it's more than enough. You also gain the parts from the wanzers that you didn't wreck, along with access to the Junkyard in the Underquarter. Maybe then, you and your lackeys will be able to make something of yourselves. Do you have any questions?"

>Do you?
>Or you could stay silent...
>Write in?


>>39098682
Yes, that is Nahn.

>>39098839
No questions.

>>39098839
>Write in?

"I don't want this shitty gun from your shitty military, I'll get my own back in the garage."

Rolled 2 (1d2)

>>39098901
>>39098927
Decisions, decisions...

1 is for no questions, 2 is for sassback.

>>39099011
Well, the dice have spoken. No more Revolver Ocelot-ing, I guess.

Writing.

Where'd everyone go? Is it a bad day for questing?

>>39099011
Yesssssss.

>>39098839

Nahn's cute.....

anyway

OK to the man

Nahn, start draguing those yellow and green wreks with the rest of the team, prioritize the mostly intact ones and those 2 yellow bastards

also, see if anyone is alive in them

contact Myl "what now?"

>>39099038
Damnit!!!! I was looking at PC parts and missed the damn update!!!!!

>>39099038
I'm sure someone later will bitch at ditching the revolver, so maybe just keep it as a souvenir for now so that we can use it in the future if we want, I don't want to fuck the other anons over.

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>Look away from thread for a few minutes
>We're losing the revolver
Goddamnit

>>39099038

you jumped the gun man, I'd have broken the tie!!!

>>39098927
why are you dicarding a fucking powerful weapon anon?

>>39099038

KEEP IT!!!!!

>>39099128
>why are you dicarding a fucking powerful weapon anon?

Because fuck this poncy prick who called us shit, that's why!

>>39099011

you gave us 7 minutes man, that's not nearly enough time

>>39099158
So your putting pride and ego ahead of winning when they are going to stack the deck against us on purpose?

>>39099158

what the fuck does the powerful weapon we earned on the blood and sweat of the battlefield have to do with it?

Fuck him! but keep the revolver so we can fuck him properly later

Okay, I've been peeking at the thread here and there, and I see that you guys are really wanting the gun. So I'll ask again.

Do you want to throw away the gun? It would be a blow to the Prallat's pride.

Y/N

It's not THAT big of a deal. It's a nice gun, sure, since revolvers don't usually yaddah yaddah OP's being a biased faggot, but it's not endgame tier or anything like that.

>>39099224

N

>>39099224
N
Even if we don't use it someone else might be able too.

>>39099224
Keep the gun.

I really hope we wind up fighting this douche one day so we can kill him with the revolver and drop a witty one liner

>>39099224
>Y

Fuck your shit!

>>39099202
>>39099218
Sometimes the image is more important. Sow the seeds of discord now and rebellion will be easier later.

>>39099252
>>39099254
>>39099285
Keep the gun

>>39099310
>>39099315
Ditch the gun.

I'll give it five more minutes, but it looks like people like the Revolver.

FUCKING HELL THAT MEANS I HAVE TO SCRAP MY ENTIRE POST WHEN I'M ALREADY HALFWAY THROUGH IT MOTHERFUCKING SHIT REEEEEEEEEEEEE

>>39099224
KEEP GUN, NO QUESTIONS

>>39099224
N

>>39099349
I feel your pain.

/tg/ has spoken. Also, welcome WulinSage to the group, everyone! Hello, guy.

We're keeping the gun. I guess I'm REEEEEEEEwriting now.

>>39099421
Wulin! Nice to see you! Hope you're doing well.


>>39099444
Sorry boss.

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>>39098839
What questions could you give, to such a paragon of nobility like this man? You decided to give him the universal fuck-you, raising your pinky and tilting it forty-five degrees. The sudden outburst of fury on the man's face is priceless, as are his attempts to try and calm down. When he finally regains himself, he turns on his heel and heads toward the pilot's area.

This leaves you with the crew...all of the crew. By your estimation, there's enough time to have a brief chat with them before you get back to base. You turn around and examine who you're working with. You've already met Roy, the incompetent oaf that he is, so you glance over him. Nahn's not much better, but she can follow orders like no one else can. Maybe not shooting and gunning, but you might want to consider switching her over to a defense wanzer or something like that. Those two, you're more than familiar with.

You then look at the bugger. It's a he, you think, judging from the healthy green hue in his skin. He's just as tall as you are, with forehead antennae and the usual two arm appendages. His body is resting on some sort of sac, with six legs protruding just above the base. He looked thinner than most of the other formics you've seen - all two of them. They're a reclusive as fuck species. "You. What's your name, and what the fuck are you doing here?"

"M-me? I'm Deks, and I swear that I'm not supposed to be here! I'm a diplomat for the Formic World of - ERROR! UNTRANSLATABLE WORD! - and I've been sent to make economical trade offers to Thyra! Why am I here?" The bugger chittered. Even the translator made him sound like an insect.

1/?

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>>39099633
The last member of your team, who has yet to say a thing, is the sniper. She's a little waif of a woman - hell, she looks like a girl, even. That light-blue pallor to her skin made you realize what she was, however - one of the Magran Protau. A race of silent, supposedly mouthless creatures. Few have ever lived to see them up close, since most of their people are long-range combatants. The very few off-worlders who do see them tend not to live too long. The fact that one's here... Well, you can see that she has a mouth. She's also extremely thin, with light armor covering her whole body. "You. Bluebell. You got a name?" You ask.

No response. She tilts her head to you and blinks, but is otherwise completely silent.

Fine. Whatever. You take a step back to examine your full team. They're a bunch of misfits, and half of them don't even know how to pilot a wanzer, but they're the people you've got to work with, for the moment. Folding your arms...

>Do you want to talk to the crew?
>Or do you want to talk to anyone individually? [Please list who you would like to talk to individually.]
>Or do you just want to get back into the wanzer and fiddle around with that?
>Or do you just want to get back into the wanzer and talk to Myl?

Please ignore the picture's lack of armor. I couldn't find a good female tau, and this was the best that my boner would allow me to do.

>>39099752
>Try and figure out how to communicate with the blueberry

>>39099785
Second

>>39099785
>>39099813

Thirded
Also chew out Roy

>>39099752
>Do you want to talk to the crew?

>>39099785
Yeah, this. We have to be able to talk to the most competent of our crew.

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>>39099785
>>39099813
>>39099834
>>39099846
We're totally not trying to waifu the not!tau, we promise!

Writing.

I'm not mad at you guys. I'm mad at myself for using this image. I have no one to blame but myself for my failures.

>>39099785
Yeah, I'm with this. She's the only fucking worthwhile companion, might as well focus our efforts on what's recoverable in this trash heap.

GARBAGE

Ahem.

>>39099752

also, Order Nahn and bluebell (the least inconpetent of the squad) to tow the yellows, the other 2 should find a good enough green and grab it.

>>39099945
Not waifuing but if we can get her to talk she'd be a hell of a lot more useful to us, which says a great deal.

Rolled 21 (1d100)

>>39099752
The tau's the most competent of the lot. You pat Nahn on the back and flick at Roy's ears as you pass by, stepping up to stand in front of the blue girl. Before you say anything to her, you turn your head to Roy. "Bunny-boy and soldier girl! Once we get back to base, I'm going to have a chat with you two!"

After that, you face the pro'tau once more. All attempts at communication with her, prior to now, have failed. Frankly, you're not really sure how you should get to her. You KNOW she's a good shot, sure, but only half the time. The other half of the time, her aim's more off than Roy's is. Her strategical knowledge is good; she saw that she had a sniper rifle, headed to the highest vantage point, and began sniping. You can vaguely recall that she had been in one of the windows of a tall building, somehow.

Does she even understand Uni-Comm? Even with the pin, her people don't really have a way of communication. They're so isolated in their own planet that no one knows how to talk to them, let alone have proper conversations with them. The woman (that IS a woman, right? There's breasts on it, but maybe that's just you assuming that dimorphism is a real thing...) just keeps on staring at you.

How should you even begin with this shit? Being able to talk to her would be all hells of helpful...

>What do you want to try?
>Wave at her.
>Speak to her.
>Touch her shoulder.
>Write-In?

>Please roll 2d100 for any attempt at communication! Try to roll higher than the number seen at the top of the post.

>>39099945

>implying the pack is not actualy a harem

I'm not settling for her while Nahm and Myl are around.

Rolled 55, 39 = 94 (2d100)

>>39100082
>Speak to her.'
then if that fails
>Touch her shoulder

>>39100029
It's too late for that - you guys are heading back to the Warehouse, already, anon.

>>39100091
I honestly don't mind if you guys waifu, but I do want the focus to be on these kick-ass junkermechs...

Rolled 38, 7 = 45 (2d100)

>>39100082
>Speak to her.

Rolled 57, 94 = 151 (2d100)

>>39100082

nod if you understand me!

if she nods we say "good enough" and proceed to tow the wanzers

>>39100082
>Speak to her.
>Keep talking, even if she just ends up being our sounding board. We gotta vent.

Rolled 58, 97 = 155 (2d100)

>>39100082
roll

Rolled 9, 32 = 41 (2d100)

>>39100082
>Speak to her.
>Touch her shoulder.

Rolled 98, 48 = 146 (2d100)

>>39100082
>>Speak to her.
hell this might work.

>>39100168

seriously, we can figure this shit out when we are back at the warehouse

Rolled 10 (1d100)

>>39100216
>>39100213
>>39100196
>>39100180
>>39100168
>>39100142
>>39100104
Speaking to her wins it. 57 and 94 are your rolls.

PAY NO ATTENTION TO THIS SECOND ROLL.

Writing.

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>>39100082
XXXXYZZY ZYZZ U'MIRIN YZZZ NAH'TTI.

The force with which that hit you was almost palpable. You could even feel a bit of wind hitting your ear! You don't bother to look around, though - you know that was from the tau. "Okay, so you CAN speak. I'm not going to guess how, since we only got a few seconds to talk until we touch down, but I have to ask you one thing."

"Can you understand Uni-Comm?"

There's a moment of silence. After that, a near-deafening response.

YES.

That really did blast your hair back, every time she 'spoke'. Fuck, she didn't even need to say anything to scream at you. Nodding once at her, you shrug your shoulders. "Good enough. As you were, then. Everyone, we'll be docking soon! Back into your mechs! Roy, you're riding with Nahn, this time, because I can't bear to look at your sorry ass!" You scream out. This order makes the team scramble back to their suits, preparing for landing.

-------

The warehouse looks a lot emptier, now. There aren't nearly as many wanzers in storage as there were, before. There also seems to be a lot less...room. Where the hell did everything go?

Before you can call out to anyone, a ruddy, familiar face pops out from behind a barrel. "Sparky! And ya brought friends!" Myl hollers, almost running up to hold your hands. "Ya only done and made Red Pack th' talk o' the town, girl! And ya did it in none other than my baby, Fyanna! Ah can't even begin t'say how proud ah was t'see my baby kickin' some serious tail, out there! And when ya did that final li'l turn with the - oh, BABY! Ah almost creamed m'self, that was so cool!" She's visibly vibrating from excitement, to the slight amusement of your team.

1/?

Holy shit am I late.
Wanzer quest!

>>39100429
>Seriously girl, Fiona? You named it Fiona?

Can someone repost the physical descriptions of the speed, power, and defense mech types, please?

flare, myl, and nahn's descriptions too would be nice tia

>>39100429
She drags you by the hand to a room that could be described as...well, it was clear enough that it was a break room, a living room, a bedroom, and a meeting room all rolled up into one. This little room was located near the corner of the warehouse, and contained a few things :

3 ratty loveseats, made more of holes than they were of any other material,
8 bunks, lined up against the wall and stacked to the nines with jack shit,
6 chairs, huddled in a half circle around one holo-board,
1 television (CRT, for extra spite from their lovely hosts)
3 water-based body-cleaners, stacked right beside 3 gently-used toilets,
1 fridge, buzzing aloud to show that it was technically working,
1 oven, rusted to all hell,
and 1 long table, smack dab in the middle with zero chairs around it.

"Welcome to the brand-new Red Pack Base! I gotta tell ya, guys - Red Pack ain't never had a home like this, since most o' the time, y'all tend ta die faster'n a voider outside o' their spacesuits, but this is a real turn up fer us! And once we get into - well, maybe I should let'cha speak first, leader. After all, ya got us this wonderful base an' all - we owe ya." Myl hauls you toward the holoboard, and everyone seems to follow along. She then takes a seat on one of the chairs, followed closely by your team.

Looks like they've all been waiting for you to say something, after the clusterfuck that was the Games.

>Should you say anything?
>Write In
>Or, you could just wing it. (If you want to wing it, write a simple description of how you want me to try and word things. Also, roll 1d100 if you select to 'wing it'.)

>>39100576
They should be in the sup/tg/ archives. I've got Fyanna's description, on hand, if you want...

>>39100642
While they wait, Myl hops off and runs out of the room. She comes right back in with a holotablet hooked up to a few portable speakers, setting it down in front of you.

Tapping a few buttons on the screen, some shitty gravver music begins to play...

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Tp9DADjYKl8

>>39100642
"I don't know any of you, nor did I know any of those who fought beside me, however I refuse to die in this shit hole and if getting out means getting rich then so be it and if everyone else gets rich with me, all the better. Take care of me and I'll take care of you."

something like this.

>>39100642
Well I can't say we did well, but we were certainly better than the other teams. Let's enjoy this base while we have it, knowing how the higher ups despise us, they'll yank it away first chance they get.

>>39100642
>Should you say anything?
Ask what happens if one of our crew dies? Do we get a replacement or not? Can we kick someone off our team?

>>39100777
Do you want to ask that in front of your crew? Or would you rather wait until you're in a private moment with Myl?

This is very important.

>>39100642

ignore everyone

take a bath


we need to cool off, fuck this amateurs

>>39100799
Ask it in private. That's pretty god damn tyrranical otherwise.

Even if Roy and bug-man are complete fuckups.

>>39100799

Private later

I imagine morale would suffer a big hit if we asked in front of them

>>39100702
>>39100711
>>39100777
Flare is such a chatty motherfucker. Writing!

>>39100811
Frankly, I would also do this, but less so because 'fuck everyone' and more so because ' fuck dirt'.

>>39100642
You clear your throat. You know you don't quite have a way with words, but it's not like you're a stranger to talking to a bunch of useless halfwits and assholes about things.

"Alright, let's make this very clear. I don't know any of you. I knew my old squad better than you, and half of them barely talked to me." Technically true, as far as you're concerned. "I want one thing clear, though - I refuse to die here. I refuse to be the fap material of some asshole who can't even show me his face. I plan on getting out. If getting out means that we get rich? Fuck it, lets get rich."

You pull up a chair, twist it around, and sit on it backwards, still facing the team. "Look, I'll be honest - we did shitty. Still, we won. And we handed the other teams their asses. I'm sure you all know that the people who run this show want our heads. Fine. Fuck them. If their way of hating us is to hand us our own fuckin' base, then I say let's let them hate us all the more. For now, let's just keep doing our thing... okay, some of us need to get good at doing our thing, but collectively speaking, we can all do our thing."

>Please roll 1d100 for this PR stunt! (+small bonus to write-ins. Thanks, write-ins!)

Rolled 29 (1d100)

>>39100971

Well first order of the day will be resting and repairs and upgrades to the mechs.

Pro'tau's mech could do with a quick response system like those on them FPS games.

Then after that, its lots and lots of training.

Rolled 100 (1d100)

>>39100971
roll

Rolled 87 (1d100)

>>39100971

>>39101011

GOD DAMN, I LOVE YOU

>>39101011
YEAAAH

>>39101011
Based anon saves the day!

>>39101011
ahaha nat100 for speach baby

>>39101011
Good luck writing that Timid

>>39101011
Flare can tell something's up with her wanzer. Maybe it's a trick of the light, but one of the battery packs seems to be shining.

HEAT CHARGE READY FOR STORAGE.

>Save the crit for a rainy day?
Y/N

>>39101011
Holy SHEEEEEIT

>>39101036

Y.

>>39101036
N

we need to boost morale and get them to follow us.

>>39101036
Y we might need it.

>>39101036
N

>>39101036
Y
What do you mean by that battery pack?
Is this a given chance to use our boost?

>>39101036
I get the feeling getting these guys to follow our orders will be important, so USE IT.

>>39101036
Y
but what would that cost us?

>>39100971

Training, And after that I say what wanzer you ride

I want a backgound with your previous experience writen ASAP. Now i'm off to take a bath and you better not interrupt me unless the emperor himself comes down here to pledge his aligence to me.....understoood?

>>39101069
But aren't they already following our orders?

Pretty sure they can see without us, they'll die quickly.

>>39101036
N

>>39101036

Will the crit be downgraded to a regular success?

>>39101067
It's just for thematics. Some people have star power, others have HEAT UPs.

Just as a reminder for any other votes coming in - there is such a thing as squad loyalty and individual loyalty. You may not see the stats for the latter, sure, but the former is a 'thing'.

Also, just because you save a crit doesn't mean you don't get a good result. It's just not a 'holyshiteveryone'scumming' result.

>>39101036
y

>>39101036
>N

So 5 yes votes and 4 no votes, as far as I can tally.

I'll check back in ten minutes - I gotta take a piss break. After that, I'll count up all the Ys and Ns, and I'll even comb the thread for any votes that don't just outright say Y or N.

Ain't I a nice guy?

>>39101036
Y. save the crit.

>>39101075

If anyone has a problem with my tone remember that i'm only here because I headbutted the drafter and he thought he would put me on RED as a punishment, You're lucky I got a temper

>>39101036
Y. Save teh crit

>>39101136
Alright. By my counts, tallying up yes votes as 1 and no votes as 2...

121212121211

1111111
22222

Seven yes votes, 5 no votes. Looks like Fyanna's saving up the HEAT CHARGE. Writing.

>>39100971
>N

>>39100642
alright, go ahead and post Fyanna's then.

>>39101436
Well, since 4chan decided not to post what I typed and to just EAT IT UP, I have to retype everything. So have a Fyanna as an apology for me not thinking ahead. I'm sorry.

'Fyanna' is a mobile heap of scrap metal. Standing at around five and a half meters in height, the machine has splashes of paint all over its misshapen form. The central mass consists of the cockpit and the back battery, with the arm and leg units attached on either side and below, respectively.

Each arm is a light-plated barrel consisting of rusting steel, sparking wires and whining gears; there is a swiveling pivot-joint in the middle, to simulate forearms and upper arms. The grasping claw is shaped like a human hand, with five prongs holding the ill-fitted grip of a meter long gun. It's a small machine gun, meant to be easily carried by a wanzer of this size.

The lower unit is built just as light as the arms are, but with thicker steel to support the upper unit. Each leg consists of a thigh, a knee joint, a leg, and a foot. The feet have two prongs in the front, one prong in the back, but can fold into the center mass and create two treads and a wheel, for boosting purposes.

>>39100971
For an uncomfortably long amount of time, not a single person speaks. They all just stare at you, absorbing what you said.

And then Myl stands up. She holds three fingers to her temple in a salute. Nahn joins in, holding her closed fist to her breast. Then Roy, with a hand (paw) held out to you. Even the pro'tau joins in, bowing deeply. Finally, Deks gets up and does some strange bugger shuffle, clapping his mandible-hands together. "We're with you, leader!" "With ya all the way, darlin'!" "We'll do our best, captain!" "You are a good speaker, human!" WE SHALL DO OUR BEST.

That last phrase from the blueberry made you teeter back a bit in your chair, but you regained your composure before anyone could see. "Alright. Now get some rest. I'll give you guys one hour before we get to training and wanzer reassignment. Myl, get to checking the wanzers. I'll be with you to talk about shit. Dismissed, people." You say, and everyone breaks away from the half-circle. The formic and the blueberry both head toward the showers, taking the ones farthest from each other. Myl mouthes the words 'good speech' to you before ducking out of the common room. Only Nahn and Roy stay to remain with you; both of them seem to be itching to talk...

Should you talk to someone, you wonder? You did say you needed to check up with Myl, but now might be a good time to talk to someone else, too. You could always check the TV or the holoboard for things. Or you could tell everyone to fuck off and take a shower before getting some rest.

>What does Flare want to do? Pick one!
>Talk to someone? You may specify up to two people. ONLY UP TO TWO PEOPLE.
>Check the TV? Might be something on the news, like your recent win in the Battlefield.
>Check the Holoboard? You might be able to look up some data, if you have anything in mind.
>Take a shower and go to sleep? Fuck everyone. Sleep now.

>>39101565
>>Talk to someone? You may specify up to two people. ONLY UP TO TWO PEOPLE.
Roy and Nahn they need to have a talking to.

>>39101565
>Talk to someone? You may specify up to two people. ONLY UP TO TWO PEOPLE.
Roy and Nahn they wish to talk.

>>39101565
>>Talk to someone? You may specify up to two people. ONLY UP TO TWO PEOPLE.
Roy and Nahn. But not be so angry at roy. Everyones alive. We'll whip him into shape.

>>39101565
>Dibs on the mothafuckin' bubble bath.

>>39101565
>>Talk to someone? You may specify up to two people. ONLY UP TO TWO PEOPLE.
Roy and Nahn. Demotions and Promotions!

>>39101604
>>39101633
>>39101647
Looks like it's time to deal with the trouble children...excluding the adopted kid from the bug planet or whatever.

Writing!

>>39101565
>>Talk to someone? You may specify up to two people. ONLY UP TO TWO PEOPLE.
talk with the two but dont be too harsh

>>39101565
Briefly, you glance toward the bath. That sweet, sweet bath. You haven't had a bath in months. Well, not a classic bath, anyway. Everything's all lasers and cleaning sprays, nowadays. No one has an appreciation for the classics! Before you can daydream anymore about lounging in a shower full of water, Roy and Nahn scoot closer. "Ma'am...we've got something we'd like to say." The lopine says timidly, his floppy ears drooping down.

Fuuuuuck. Well, time to get this over with, you grunt to yourself. Swiveling your chair around, you lean on the back, cross your legs by the knees, and nod. "Go ahead."

"R-right, ma'am. I'll go first." Roy stands up. "Ma'am, I'm very sorry for my lackluster performance, today! I thought I'd be a coolguy and, y'know, get to shoot some baddies! I mean, I've always done good in my vidyas, so I just assumed...y'know, that I'd do alright. Well, it turns out that I'm not so good, after all. I swear, on my honor as a MaKarrat, that I'll do better in the next run! I promise!"

Nahn was up next. She stood up and offered a salute before folding her arms behind her back. "Ma'am, I know that I didn't do very well in that exchange. I'd like to say I was competent on the field, but I fell back to a lot of the things that got me into this mess in the first place. I can guarantee you that I'll be working harder, from here on out! I'll follow every order to the letter and perform every command to the letter, MA'AM!" Another crisp salute, then the girl sat herself down.

You pinch the bridge of your nose. How to deal with these two knuckleheads...

>Be nice. They DID survive, after all. And they were helpful. Somewhat. Just...work on it?
>Be fair. They didn't do great, but there's room for improvement. A bit of training goes a long way.
>Be stern. They fucked up. But they did...stuff. They just need to realize this isn't a game.
>Be brutal. They could have gotten everyone killed. Fuck, Roy almost DIED. THIS ISN'T A GAME.
>Write In?
>Roll 1d100!

>>39101836
>>Be fair BUT be encouraging.

They didn't do great, but there's room for improvement. A bit of training goes a long way.

Rolled 12 (1d100)

>>39101836
>>Be fair. They didn't do great, but there's room for improvement. A bit of training goes a long way.
and they were riding bullshit wreck mechs...fine no ass raping for you guys.

Rolled 76 (1d100)

>>39101836
>>39101847

also forgot dice roll

Rolled 49 (1d100)

>>39101836

What this >>39101847 anon says
>Be fair BUT be encouraging.
>They didn't do great, but there's room for improvement. A bit of training goes a long way.

Rolled 50 (1d100)

>>39101836
>>Be fair. They didn't do great, but there's room for improvement. A bit of training goes a long way.

Rolled 30 (1d100)

>>39101836
>Be brutal. They could have gotten everyone killed. Fuck, Roy almost DIED. THIS ISN'T A GAME.

Rolled 80 (1d100)

>>39101836
>Be fair. They didn't do great, but there's room for improvement. A bit of training goes a long way.
It's not our fault they got nearly killed. They'll have to figure out the dangers themselves

Rolled 18 (1d100)

>>39101847
>Be fair. They didn't do great, but there's room for improvement. A bit of training goes a long way.

>>39101859
>>39101871
>>39101906
>>39101933
Perhaps not as encouraging as these two anons
>>39101869
>>39101847
want, but fairness looks like it's winning. Writing.

Rolled 66, 16 = 82 (2d100)

>>39101836
Shit, I forgot.

PAY NO ATTENTION TO THE ROLLS BEHIND THE CURTAIN.

>>39101836
Ugh. You want to be mad at them. A small part of you wants to keep decking Roy's stupid fucking bunny-face until it stops being such a shit-ass. But they are being apologetic about it, and it's not like you're expecting them to be as good as you are with junkers like the wanzers outside. You lean forward, letting out a soft sigh. "Alright, look. I'm going to level with you. You didn't do great. I asked you guys to do some shit, and it didn't pan out the way we wanted. That's basically how each engagement went. That said, we're alive. I don't care how I personally feel about this - the fact of the matter is, we're alive. And living people can sure as shit get better at things than dead people. We'll work on both of your individual skills as we go on, and I'm gonna be hard on your ass. But know that I'm not pissed at you...well, I am, but it's coming from a good place."

Roy almost tears up. Oh, Gods, he better not - "I - thank you, ma'am! THANK YOU!" Yeah, no, he did. The fuzzbucket leapt out of his chair, wrapping those fat, furry arms around your neck. Nahn had the self control to hold herself back for a moment before hugging you, as well. Gods damn it.

They let go after a solid punch to the gut. "Do that again and I'll make sure you both are front and center, next match. Now get out of here, you shits. I still gotta go meet up with Myl." You growl.

- 20 minutes have elapsed! You have 40 minutes left!

Well, you still have some free time. The bugger's out of the shower, as is the pro'tau. Nahn and Roy are taking over the TV, with the former taking notes and the latter just watching. Myl's still waiting out there, if you want to talk to her. And the bubbles...

>Talk to someone? Choose up to two people. ONLY TWO, PLEASE.
>Check the holoboard? It might have good information.
>Take a shower and a nap? a 30 minute catnap might do you good.

>>39102077
>Check the holoboard? It might have good information.
maybe get some food to.

>>39102077
>>Talk to someone? Choose up to two people. ONLY TWO, PLEASE.
Talk with the bugger, then with Myl

Bugger because hes a total unknown. And if hes a diplomat like he said, we might be able to get some covert aid if we play our cards right.

ATA, what happens after this downtime? Whats the deadline for?

>>39102112
I wanted to get some backstory done for either the planet or Flame, but it's getting late, and anons gotta sleep. I don't, but others do. So once the time is up, then I'll wrap things up.

>>39102077
>Come here, bubbles! You are my only friend.

>>39101975
>Rolled 66, 16 = 82 (2d100)
Why is it whenever you roll poorly I immediately think it's Roy or Nahn being a fuck up?

It could be the enemy blowing himself up but I will think "Fucking scrubs! Stop being so shit!"

>>39102077
>Check the holoboard? It might have good information.

>>39102152
Because it usually is Roy fucking up.

I've taught you well. Too well.

>>39102159

ATA, do you have a list of what mechs and weapons each of our team members are wielding?

And a list of what scrap we got?

>>39102175
Ah, yeah. I've got a small list, here. You guys got a collective amount of 2 working green wanzers and 1 operational yellow wanzer.

I'll type it up once I close up the quest for the night.

>>39102104
>>39102152
Holoboard time! Poor Myl's still in the backburner, and those lovely suds...

Writing!

>>39102077
Your attention turns to the holoboard. It's one of those basic models, worse than the ones that they had on the S.S. Iscar, but it looked like Myl had her hands on it before you got here. There's already some preliminary data pulled up, once you turn it on, along with a note that pops up.

'Howdy, Sparky! It's yer ol' pal Myl, here. Now, I'm sure y'all are itchin' ta do some homework on whatever th' hell is going on in Thyra and all about th' games. Well, that's good! Ah'm all for it. T'help ya out, I tweaked this baby ta get into th' global net! Ah can't break planetary in - ' Some words are scribbled out here. Myl probably had some trouble with some word again. ' - planetary signal blockers, but ya got more info in this here holotablet than yer average citizen! So go buck-wild! Oh, and don't open up mah secret folder. Not like ya can, but ah still don't want ya to try.'

Hmm. According to the notes that Myl left, the holoboard can look up anything that you want. You just have to enter keywords.

>ENTER KEYWORDS?
>Write up to two keywords you wish to search for. ONLY TWO.
>No, I will not give any suggestions. Don't ask.
>If you get lucky, though...

Rolled 44 (1d100)

>>39102263
Secret folder you say?

We're a hacker, I say!

>>39102263
the big shots name
the games we are currently participating in.

>>39102300
I say we shouldn't piss off our primary mechanic.

I don't have any suggestions for keywords though.

>>39102325
Please type in specific keywords.

>>39102263
>>39102325

sounds good.

>>39102263
Heh, so cute, she thinks she can hide teh pr0ns.

>SKIEV EMPIRE

>>39102300
You try to open up the folder, but as best as you can figure, it's uncrackable. All your tricks aren't even close to working. Annoyingly, Myl also set up a countermeasure - the more you try, the more mini-Myls come up, messing with the holoboard until you either leave the file alone or turn it off.

>>39102339
HOLOBOARD NOW PROCESSING. ONE MOMENT.

Writing!

>>39102336
Gladiatorial games
holy skiev empire

>>39102372
>the more you try, the more mini-Myls come up, messing with the holoboard until you either leave the file alone or turn it off.

This is adorable. It must be done more.

>>39102339
>>39102373
The Holy Skiev Empire began in Origin Date 2425 AD. Beginning from a quiet revolt in the Kakrut Peninsula, the Holy Skiev Empire grew to massive heights, uprooting every local, state, and national government that it came across. Those who did not believe in the holy leader, Skiev O'sev, were burned at the stake. Currently, the Holy Skiev Empire consists of the entire planet of Thyra, promoting the message of unification underneath their grand leader.

Military Strength : Three of Five Stars.
(Myl's notes - Gettin' a whole planet under yer belt is good an' all, but any starbase worth a lick o' salt could break this bitch in half.)

Economic Strength ; Two of Five Stars
(Myl's notes - Hell, this place is all flash on th' top and all shit on the bottom!)

Headcount : 4 Billion Persons.

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The Gladiatorial Games are the Holy Skiev Empire's solution to incarceration. Instead of wasting the profit of the people, the leaders of the empire have devised a plan. Use the prisoners of various -


>>39102438
You press Myl's little folder more. A little more. A lot more.

Mini-Myls storm the screen, giving you lectures in her heavy gravver accent or flinging your search folders hither and tither. Some of them start to play games with one another, like passing around a data file above the heads of their compatriots.

- 20 minutes have elapsed! 20 minutes remain!

At this point, everyone's getting some rest, save for the pro'tau and Myl. The pro'tau is at the television, observing it quietly. She's watching some show about the landscape, you think.

>Talk to people? Pick up to two people to speak to! ONLY TWO, PLEASE.
>Take a shower and go to bed? Fuck it, that Mini-Myl shit was too much for you.
>Write In?

>>39102372
PUCCHI MYL!

>>39102481
>GO see Myl, inquire as to the garage/hanger of Wanzers we have and can build.

>>39102481
time to see Myl and talk about mechs.

>>39102481
>Fuck it, might as well be consistent. Bubble bath is my once and future king.

>>39102505
>>39102529
>>39102558
Oof. The quest is running long, yeah. Time to close up shop, after this one last post.

>>39102558
You. I like you. You are a good man, who sticks to Real American Values.

Tell me something you want, anon. For your determination.

>>39102580
I want to hear the lamentations of their women, see them driven before me, and to crush them.

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>>39102599
...okay, you're gonna have to be more specific than that.

But I'll throw in something for you, at least. As well as the other anons who are sticking around until the end. I appreciate you all.

>>39102628
I just want to feel the warm embrace of silky bubbles, washing the engine grease away. Is that so hard?

>>39101462

>>39097452
>>39097486
I can only laugh at you.

>>39102481
>SHOWER. AS LONG AS POSSIBLE.

Man, I need to remember to check my twitter for quests. I could have been here near the very start.

>>39102628
What do we all want? Why do we want? Who are we? Why the fuck are good games based on Tabletop so hard to find!?

>>39102691
My nigga.

>>39102481
Well, you've put it off long enough - time to go see your mechanic. You step out of the common room -

- and are barraged by a bucket of paint! It splashes all over you and Myl, and you both let out loud groans. "Aww, darn it all! These're mah favorite jeans, Sparky! Now ah'mma have to take a bath! If'n ya wanted to talk - "

"Actually, that's perfect. Here, I got an idea..."

-----

"Aaaah...wow, I can't believe they sprung for this." You sigh happily, rubbing sore muscles down with your slick hands. Myl just lets out a low moan in reply. Both you and she stepped into two adjacent (read : not the two farther away from each other) shower stalls. You just let the water fall off of you, while Myl starts moving the showerhead all up and down her body. While she does this, she finds the time to reply. "Like hell they did! Ah had t' build this shit outta my own time, Cap'n! Oh, damn, that's good..."

"Please don't tell me you're fucking masturbating over there."
"Ah'm not!"
"Yeah, whatever. Look, I got business to talk with you. First, when's our next match. More importantly, what are we working with, here? I know we got our basic wanzers, but I want to know how to upgrade them. Also, I want to know what we've got in terms of scrap from the Gladiatorial Games."

Myl groans out a little higher than before, so you take the time to just wash yourself clean. It feels like ages since you've had a nice, hot bath like this. For this single moment, the suds that adorn your body are your friend. They cascade over you, caressing parts of your body that only they are allowed to reach. The water is like the gentle embrace of a lover, at this point, and it is with great regret that you eventually turn off the water. While you're dressing up, Myl turns her water off, as well.

"You have fun, in there?" "Oh, shut up. Now, here's what we got to work with..."

<-------
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=PQ_F4hMYp8U&list=FL5_EAzmfkgpnft-JV4_NLbQ&index=12
TO BE CONTINUED.

>>39102776
Welp. Danks for runnin', timid anon!
Now, about those looted parts...
also, shields? Did you think about it?

>>39102776
Ah, looting. If you let us go full ork mode I have no doubts the end result will be a red giant covered with more guns than armor, but still a ton of armor, but still moves fast as shit because red paint, and somehow even though it looks like shit, smells like shit, and will probably explode if you press the wrong button at the right time, it will still be fucking awesome.

>>39102776
well I had some fun thanks for running.

>>39102776
How'd I do? I know the ending was a little weaker than before, but...well, I'm also running a little low on steam, here. I might need to take a hot shower, myself.

In any case, here are the stats that Myl is going to tell you, since I don't want to spend thirty minutes in the next thread just doing that shit.

To keep it simple, all wanzer parts have a grade and a function. Most of them have a function of N/A, meaning that they are just basic parts that do what you expect them to. The lowest grade is F, the highest is P for Platinum.

F-D-C-B-A-S-SS-SSS-P

In terms of parts, there are the leg units, the arm units, the cockpit, the center body, and the battery pack. All weapons can be used by all squad mates, but not all squad mates can carry all weapons.

Red Pack has 2 Speed Wanzers with all basic parts. All F rank. Since Flare dropped her uzis on the ground, she's only got her Revolver. The Revolver, you and Myl are gonna have to check out, but Roy's Wanzer has a Rank F Shotgun.
Red Pack has 2 Power Wanzers with all basic parts. All F rank. Nahn has a heavy machine gun (Rank F) while the pro'tau has a long-range sniper rifle (Rank F).
Red Pack has 1 Defense Wanzer with all basic parts. All F rank. Deks has 2 rank F shields with the Pile Bunker function, which means they can do a rank D melee attack.

SPOILS :
2 Green Pack Power Wanzers with basic parts. All F rank, save for their leg units, which are just ill-maintained D rank. Their weapons were 2 D Rank Assault Rifles. Not quite as strong as a heavy machine gun, mind you, but a good mid-range weapon.

1 Yellow Pack Wanzer, with basic parts. All C rank. The cockpit's all but bought it, but the battery pack is still a salvageable D rank.

1/?

>>39102826
Only some fun? God damn it. I'm sorry.

>>39102795
I won't put in body shields and crazy stuff like that, but I will put in regular shields.

>>39102877
NEXT QUEST IS ON SATURDAY.
NEXT QUEST IS ON SATURDAY.
NEXT QUEST IS ON SATURDAY.

Same time...well, maybe one hour later.

Fug, I didn't even get through what I had planned for TODAY, man. Fucking Roy took too much time.

Anyone have any questions? I'll be here to answer them for a few hours - I just gotta take a shower after this seven hour blast.

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>>39102895
>Fucking Roy took too much time.

GOD DAMMIT ROY YOU EVEN FUCK UP THE QM WITH YOUR BULLSHIT!

>>39102913
Man, it's Holy Friday. It's bad form to laugh today.

You gave me a right giggle, m8o.

http://suptg.thisisnotatrueending.com/archive/39094834/
This is up, for those of you taking records or whatevs.

Does anyone have any tips on how I can improve? Please message my twitter at @TimidAnon!

>>39102877
ALMOST FORGOT!

HEAT CHARGES SAVED UP - 1.
SQUAD LOYALTY : [X][X][=][=][=][=][=][=][=][=]


Current Traits :
Mechanic - You get a +10 bonus to operating and maintaining wanzers, as well as operating and maintaining mechanical things. Computers do count.
Methodical - The Pre-Evolution of Mechanic - You get a small bonus when taking your time in doing actions!
Lone Wolf - You gain a small bonus when doing things alone.
Squad Leader - When taking charge of Red Pack, you gain a small bonus to giving orders.
Squad Loyalty (Minor) - The squad sees you as a good leader! Add +5 to all rolls made by squad mates.
The Knuckleheads : S-Link 2 out of 10
The Blueberry : S-Link 1 out of 10
The Diplomat : S-Link Inactive, for now
Doctor Mechanic : S-Link 1 out of 10
The Soldier : S-Link 1 out of 10
The Nobleboy : S-Link 1 out of 10

>>39102895
How effective are redundant battery packs? Is it worth the increased vulnerability?

Can we trade in parts?

Is there anywhere to get new parts? Are we skilled enough to make special ammo?

>>39103052
What do you mean by Redundant Battery Packs? Adding in multiples, you mean? If so, it might lead to increased performance, since, technically, the battery packs run on infinite resources. Whether or not it's worth it is up to you guys.

Sure, you can trade in parts. You just gotta find a dealer.

Getting new parts is also a 'dealer' thing. You can TRY to make special ammo, though. I mean, Myl's competent, and so is Flare.


Now I have the itch to write lewds for Flare and Myl...but it'll make a bad precedent if I do...

Ah, the life of a QM is suffering.

>>39103024
>Social Links
We Persona now.
I'm okay with this.

>>39103084
What about multiple people in one machine? 1 person firing the sniper, the other spotting and handling movement, etc.

How about dud weakpoints? Fake battery packs and radiators to draw fire. The inside is either non-crucial parts or solid armor plating.

Are we going to run into ammo issues as we drill our team on shooting? If you want more consistently competent NPCs, you might want 1d60+25 or something to that effect.

>spoiler
NO, NO YOU HAVE UNLEASHED IT. Now that you have mentioned that you wouldn't mind writing it, there WILL be people asking for it. Repeatedly. Depending on the person, in completely out of place points in the quest.

>>39103159
I'm too /v/ for /tg/, sometimes. It makes me sad, since this was the first board I ever visited on 4chan. I want to be a good GM and run more games, but I don't know how to find people.

>>39103162
Multiple-person wanzers, eh? It's possible, but Flare will have to talk to Myl about it.

Dud weakpoints are definitely possible. It'll take up the special function slot of a certain part, but it'll work.

Ammo is not an issue in this world. Just trust me on that. You have ammo carrying limitations, but creating ammo is no problem.

Oh, no, I don't want consistency. I have my own private set of bonuses and drawbacks for them.

No, I don't. Roy really just sucks.

In regards to the unleashing of things...eh. Who's gonna read this bottom part? No one but the people who chose to stick around.

>>39103212
You could always run an online game. I'd be happy to join.

We occasionally get Looking for Group threads, too.

>>39103227
That'd be nice. I still have ideas rattling around, in here.

Now, if only I was a brave man...

>>39103252
So, this is just an assumption because I haven't enough time to read much of these threads, but despite borrowing Front Mission mecha terminology, this is NOT taking place in the FM setting is it?

>>39103212
>5 Social Links maxed out
>Unlocked WANZER GATTAI
>Play Voltez V theme

>>39103290
Nah, sah. I take from a lot of mecha shows. Well, a lot of the more mainstream ones, I guess.

Man, I'm so excited for when you guys meet up with the Getter Robo guys...

>>39103293
You're bringing me flashbacks from the Philippines, anon.

I don't know how to deal with this.

>>39103318
>Man, I'm so excited for when you guys meet up with the Getter Robo guys...

I guess it'll be timed to get Stoned on Sunshine then?

>>39103335
You might even Open the Get.

But nah, this takes place in a fictional world that currently blends AT: VOTOMS, Front Mission, Mechwarrior, Zoids, Zone of the Ender, a WEE bit of Gundam (just a space base part, I swear) and Medabots.

>>39103318
>flashbacks from the Philippines
so you're not here right now?

But I DO think some kind of moving fortress formation would be cool. Like a Defense Type big enough to carry a smaller-than-normal wanzer and catapult it into the field.

>>39103359
Admit it, bro - the Philippines is a shitty place. I would never want to live there [spoilers]again.[/spoilers]

A moving fortress, you say? A wanzer-in-wanzer, you say?

I'll have to find a way for it not to be silly, but we'll see what I have up my sleeves.

>>39103354
>WEE bit of Gundam (just a space base part, I swear)

Nothing wrong with some Gundam, Tim, it's considered a classic for a good reason.

It may not always live up to it's hype, but very little does and most of that other stuff isn't owner in it's entirety by a toy company.

>>39102877
>I won't put in body shields and crazy stuff like that, but I will put in regular shields.
as in handheld/shoulder mounted energy shields?

>>39103366
ctrl+s, use it.

I see where you're coming from.

I was considering it for low/no cover areas, where Speed Types might have an issue getting close.

>>39103386
You're thinking like Armored Core?

>>39103373
I don't know. I'm already super casual when it comes to anime and mech games / tabletop stuff. I could run a system, sure, but no one wants to play in my area.

>>39103386
Handheld shields, yes - like riot or large shields. Energy shields, maybe. Right now, I'm focused less on energy and more on gears and steel.

>>39103387
You are blowing my goddamn mind with that control+s tech. WHERE THE FUCK WERE YOU WHEN I NEEDED YOU.

The Defense Wanzer is good enough for that job. Trust me, by the time you guys get to B rank, Defense Wanzers will become less like mechs and more like giant walls of cover.

A question for you night owls - do you guys like the image in >>39095090? That's the MC, as near as I can get her. Not so big on the boobs, but definitely toned.

She also has arms, but I can't find a good image with arms.

>>39103439

Its ok~

>>39103400
>Armored Core
Never saw much anime, tbh.

>>39103412
>I'm already super casual when it comes to anime and mech games / tabletop stuff.

In all fairness it's kind of a really specific genre, especially over here in the States. Maybe if the anime boom here had happened in the 80's when it seemed mecha was one of the ONLY genres that got ported overseas to here (probably because of Transformers), but now it's a niche more or less.

>>39103453
If you had it still wouldn't help you know Armored Core.

http://en.m.wikipedia.org/wiki/Armored_Core

>>39103444
Sorry, rephrase - I found the image on the net.

Just in case the actual artist somehow browses 4chan or something. It's from deviantart or some shit, I dunno.

>>39103454
What, Front Mission?

...well, damn. I thought everyone knew about it. It was the first game I ever played, other than Crono Trigger.

>>39103453
There's an anime of Armored Core? Whaaaaat.
I just thought there were games. The games are pretty high-octane.

>>39103439
>night owls
Nigga it's midnight here. I stay up later every week for a different quest.

The picture is okay. Could do with more detail. She's blonde, huh?

>>39103412
>by the time you guys get to B rank, Defense Wanzers will become less like mechs and more like giant walls of cover.
The reason I was so whining about shields were this. Everyone looked so feeble.

>>39103469
>There's an anime of Armored Core? Whaaaaat.
>I just thought there were games. The games are pretty high-octane.
>>39103468
It was a game? I didn't know.

>>39103474
...she's blonde? I thought that was orange.

I blame this on Roy. It's his fault, somehow.

>>39103475
You're running literal junk heaps. I wanted to start you guys off as small guppies playing with the big fish, find a way to somehow save you, and get you into better mechs over time.

You guys skipped the saving part by just being badasses.

>>39103469
The FM series is fairly obscure outside of Japan, especially since they stopped make new proper entries in the series 10 years ago now, because Square-Enix now NEVER DOES ANYTHING THAT ISN'T FINAL FANTASY AAAARGH.

Also, good taste in first games played.

>>39103504
YOU SHUT YOUR WHORE MOUTH ABOUT FINAL FANTASY.

I would run a quest about it, since my excite boner for XV is shooting through the roof right about now, but I just don't think people would enjoy it.

>>39103497
It still IS a game.
It's probably the second-most successful mecha game franchise in Japan and likely the first most successful mecha franchise outside of it.

>>39103500
I'm also colorblind, so sure. Whatever you say, boss.

>>39103523
People will probably play just about anything as long as you make it accessible to newcomers and are a good QM.

>>39103523
Oh, I like FF, and XV looks cool.

I also like turkey.
But if I had to eat turkey every single fucking day of the year, I'd get sick of it.

Squaresoft used to be THE rpg guys in Japanese gaming. Now they're just the Final Fantasy guys.

>>39103538
I sure hope I'm all of those things you just said. I want to make this a fun quest for everyone, this.

Challenge accepted. I'm going to make MLP quest, now, even though I dislike MLP. Let's see how fast it shuts down.

>>39103544
They also used to be called Squaresoft.

I know what you mean. I miss Parasite Eve.

Anyway, time to not have internet for a day. Holy Friday and all.

I'll see you anons on Saturday...or Sunday, if something comes up.

>>39103554
um that would violate a certain global rule

>>39103500
>You guys skipped the saving part by just being badasses.
I really don't see how we could have pulled out of that situation through 'help'.
>>39103554
>Holy Friday and all.
Huh?

>>39103604

But quests belong on /tg/ and evenn quests on /a/ were herded here.

>>39103554

Black evening dress Aya Brea was mai waifu. The first game was so good.

Also Xenogears~ Super Dimensional Gear Yggdrasil IV

>>39103554
>Parasite Eve.
traumatized my childhood, watching my brother play that. That fucking dog and crocodile near the start....

3rd Birthday was....a good game, an okay story, but people really wanted AYA BREA, not that wimpering MC.

>>39103625
>Super Dimensional Gear Yggdrasil IV

Years later I realized just HOW many mecha series were obliquely referenced in the original Xenogears, even if only in the designs of the various character gears.