How much time has passed in universe from when we started?

>>48890850
Fuckin sweet! Get off work have a beer and more mecha quest.

>>48890947
seems like not that long. A night has passed unless this is the mother of all food comas.

>>48890963
I meant since we started the quest

>>48890850
So are we gonna get that pumpkinseed kerieger anon made? Cause I like that juicy beam lance.

>>48890993
We really need to get our aces some new mechs or at least upgrade them some more

>>48890993
I imagine we'll get the slightly more powerful gun first since thats what we voted for last time. She'll have to work up to the full thing unless she spent the night in a furious salt powered upgrading session.
>>48891076
Especially for Oda. His mech is cheep as fuck.

>>48890993
We'll give one to Gretchen as a wedding gift.

>>48891126
>Wanting to marry Gretchen
I knew there had to be one person

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Unfortunately, the buzzing of your PC disturbs your pleasant dreams of cat-eared women, and you groggily sit up, running a hand through your hair and gazing at the device in momentary befuddlement before you answer.

"Where were you at breakfast?" Garret snaps in your ear.

"Nwah?" You articulately reply, rubbing your eyes and wandering into the bathroom to relieve yourself and clean up a little.

"There's an emergency briefing after what happened last night. Hurry up and get to the mech bay!" He hangs up on you. You yawn, smiling sleepily at yourself in the mirror as you brush your teeth, before what he just said dawns on you.

Barely two minutes later, you're racing down the hallway while doing up the last of the buttons on your uniform with one hand and trying to buckle on your sidearm with the other. You finally get the latter done, before tripping over an untied bootlace and nearly going headfirst into a wall. You manage, eventually, to sort your clothes out and make it into the bay, panting and out of breath. You're at the back of a knot of people roughly twenty-odd strong, all standing at attention. Several of them glare at you as if they've been standing there for a while.

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>>48891156
There are at least 2, maybe 3.

>>48891126
Yeah, no marrying the reporter. It never ends welll for anyone.

>>48891213
At least their not the the Lacsusfag

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The man standing at the podium, though, doesn't seem bothered at all. He looks directly at you, gives you an incredibly pleasant smile, and notes sympathetically, "Rough night, wasn't it?" From the dark blue arrows on his collar, you can tell he's the Captain of the Cicero, and you should know his name...but honestly, you glanced at the assignment briefing very shortly and left remembering things like that to Simon. He's tall, with dark, messy hair and a rose on his lapel.

"Good morning, everyone." He actually waves. "I hope you all slept well, because we have a busy day ahead of us. First things first, let's welcome Sergeant Luxol's SOUL squad. I, of course, am Captain Matthias Clearwater and this is my ship, the Cicero. This is our representative from Bahamutcorp attached to said squad, Irina Gaunt." He indicates the blonde woman from last night, now smartly dressed in a white labcoat and looking absolutely exhausted, "And this is our chief mechanic, Mari..." He glances around, frowns, then glances self-consciously at the blonde, "Irina, where is Marilyn?"

"Asleep, sir." She answers with a grunt, "She was working late last night."

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>>48891382

There's a Lacusfag?

>>48891441
I think so

>>48891424
Dear gods, is he going to go FAIRCHILD BANZAI on us?

Important question: the Lunars are space Catholics right? Could we get Jesus in trouble with the space pope for using Jesus as his call sign? I recall a mobile suit was cancelled simply because it was named the Arabian. Surely we can get Jesus canned for being Jesus.

>>48891510
That was less because it was called the Arabian, and more because it was human shaped

>>48891510
Nah, wait until he does some serious shit and get him excommunicated,

>>48891510
Catholics call their kids jesus all the time in some countries. Its not very sacrilegious.

So how does the sleeping situation work with Roarke? Does he have the master bedroom and all the girls have their own rooms in the same wing? Did we ever move into a bigger room? Do we have the most 80s bed of all the water bed?

>>48891568
>not a bed in the shape of a race car

>>48891582
Hows Luann Kirk?

>>48891194
We need to get this guy a catgirl girlfriend, he needs it.

>>48891634
SHES JUST FINE!

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"Ah, well, that can't be helped." He smiles and shrugs, "I hope she has a refreshing catnap."

Irina rubs her eyes, "Sir, please, can we get on with this?"

"Right! Yes! Straight to the point! Last night, we lost two squads. May Elysium welcome Pilots Macintosh, Bates, Banner, Corner, Tan, and Nguyen. Remember the fallen!" He snaps his fingers and points skyward, posing dramatically. You hear the ship's guns firing, and he holds the pose the entire time as the Cicero fires off twenty-one shots. He looks just a little bit pleased with himself, and Irina looks like she would rather be anywhere else in the galaxy, "...Funeral services will be held tomorrow at 20:00 Standard. Meanwhile...Irina, do the thing." He gestures nonchalantly at her.

She sighs and fiddles with her PC, "Yes, sir." She projects a large holoscreen, displaying an image of the craters left by your three mecha detonating, "You were all informed of the events of last night during breakfast today. However, we were able to retrieve some information from the debris and also the flight recorder from Sergeant Luxol's machine, which confirms the worst of our fears. A Paladin is near Innsmouth, and one that wasn't already accounted for on this planet. This brings the count up to two. We have extensive footage and reports of the Gerer, enough to be absolutely sure that it is a different machine. In addition, a squad of five Knights...at least one of ace level...managed to get this far past our front lines and set a remarkably precise ambush. This cannot be allowed."

[Continued]

>>48891698
>risking getting the cat clap
Never mind half them are turning traitor.

>>48891568

Karen's room was more or less left entirely intact, and Roarke has a largish room nearby. The habitation rooms surrounding them are both naturally empty because of the usual noise, so Clemmy, Samantha, and Gretchen have all moved into one. Rosita has an entire palace on Auditorium to sleep in, and if she's spending the night on the Rhinehawk she'd sleep in Roarke's room. Fatima will claim a room for herself in the nearby vicinity, too, now that she's recovered.

>>48891763
completely soundproofed?

>>48891763
And I'm guessing the girls just rotate every couple of nights for whose sleeping in Roarke's room?

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"You're being too terse, you need to relax and let the words flow with public speaking." The Captain comments.

Irina bristles and bites back what are clearly some very hurtful words, "Thank you for the advice, Sir." She says through gritted teeth.

The pilot in front of you...an officer, actually, a Lieutenant judging from his white uniform despite his youth and the unmistakable crisp haircut and straight back of someone who still thinks he's in the Academy, thrusts his arm towards the sky.

Irina sighs, "What is it, Lieutenant Asphodel?"

"How can you be certain it was an ace?" He doesn't bother with a Ma'am, although she IS a civilian so it's not technically impolite, "Perhaps the pilots simply made some mistakes and took unlucky hits."

She gives him a look that could curdle milk, "Or perhaps I was able to analyze what was left behind and recognized the model of cannon that fired it. Ajax-33, it's a War-era cannon they used to mount on Garrons. Outdated, now, the only ones who really use them in the Solar System are some of the Belt pirates. I guess it shows how unusual it is to see a sniper in Avalonian culture, the targeting systems are utterly out of date but it's probably still better than what they've got."

"So you're saying the SOUL pilots lost to an antique rifle?" He snorts, "Some reinforcements."

"Men have lost from having a stiletto heel violently hammered into their testicles for a lot longer than mecha have been being shot up by Ajax-33s, let's see whether you're such a hotshot pilot that you've developed an immunity to it." Her eyes narrow in dislike, and she starts towards him only to be brought up short by the Captain's hand on her shoulder.

"Let's not damage SOUL's first impression of us any further. My apologies for Lieutenant Asphodel, our resident ace. The men we lost were comrades of his." Captain Clearwater smiles, "We're all friends here."

[Continued]

>>48892002
Man, fuck this guy. I'm with the salty blonde. We took some serious shit. Motherfuckers waited inside a mountain for us. That's ninja shit.

So how should we dress for the Tourney, since Rosita's making us and the Kaiser thrones? Togas would be fun

>>48892141
I'd go with our trademark jacket and shades. It's our jam after all.

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>>48892055
SPEAKING OF NINJAS!

>>48892200

I am in tears.

This is beautiful.

>>48892200
You're missing space from mecha space pirate quest.

Besides that nitpick this thing is fantastic. When will we get to ccontrol Oda?

>>48892200
I wonder if Lord Oda would approve of us challenging lieutenant lily to a fistfight. At least for an apology. Maybe later in a less official environment. Dudes an asshat.

>>48892200

Change all the words to jap.

宇宙海賊ロボットクエスト

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"As I was saying. We have two main problems, the squad of Knights and the Paladin-errant. Unfortunately, we have no idea where the Paladin is, given the speed some of them have displayed it could be anywhere by now. However, a local lizard farmer spotted the Knights passing through this morning, here." The holofield displays a map, zeroing in on a location, then marking a line from from there to the point where your squad contacted them, "If they continue this way, they're likely planning to camp at the Great Zinn Dam." She taps her thumb on her PC to display her next slide on the holofield, this one displaying an impressive wall of masonry holding back countless gallons of water, "Which is where you come in. We have questions, and since the Avalonians aren't doing the courtesy of coming here on their own free will, we're sending you out to get them. Captain?" She looks to Matthias, who smiles cheerfully.

"As you know, the demands of the war and the need for additional troops on Qu'lir's various fronts have reduced the effective number of pilots on this ship from forty-eight to twenty-four, and now we're down to eighteen...six squads. As much as I would like to drown them with overwhelming firepower, that simply isn't an option right now. Innsmouth's local garrison is still painfully green, and the best mecha they have are older Bluegills. If the Paladin showed up again, the slaughter would be unimaginable. As soldiers of the UJCIDF, our first priority is to defend the civilians who have placed their trust in us. That is an absolute. Therefore, we'll only be sending three squads out to round the Avalonians up. As for how we'll catch them...Irina, do the thing again."

"Sir, you could just say 'Show them the Mantas', it would be a lot easier..." She starts, but he interrupts.

"Ah, yes, Mantas! THAT's what they were called!" He gestures towards the bay, where three large, flat, mechanical things shaped in a blunt forward-pointing triangle sit.

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>>48892282
Lets not throw down with people who will be watching our back when we fight the real enemy.

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They seem to mostly be wings and engines. You don't see any sign of a cockpit anywhere.

"These are a bit more convenient and reusable than enhanced thruster pods when you need extra speed." Irina explains, "Stand your mech on them and...with the adjustments I've made to the HMIS...you'll be able to ride on them at much greater speeds than those achievable through your mecha alone. If they really are going to the Great Jinn Dam, you should catch them there tomorrow morning if you leave around dinnertime tonight. The Mantas are equipped with built-in rocket launchers, but they're clumsy and I wouldn't advocate fighting while riding on one unless you absolutely have to, so going in on your own power upon visually confirming their presence is recommended. I've put a few smoke and flare rounds in each of the Mantas in case you need to signal or create a diversion. Don't worry, the Mantas are equipped with an autopilot and can come at your summons and will automatically seek a safe place to land and power down when they don't have a rider and haven't been called. Now, as for your machines...hopefully Marilyn didn't kill herself in the process, she worked even harder than I did getting these Pumpkinseeds prepped and the Sergeant's new Warmouth equipped to his specifications."

The Lieutenant raises his hand again.

[Continued]

>>48892434
Dude doesn't get a free pass to be an asshole. All i'm sayin.

>>48892599
Yeah, dodai time! Fucking submarines get out.

>>48892647
Nigger just had his friends shot to death the day before, chill.

>>48892678
Okay friendo. Let's see where this road goes. What odds do you give he turns out to continue to be an asshat well past grieving time?

>>48892566

noice

>>48892734
Also, make no mistake, just because I'm arguing about dude being an ass it doesn't mean I don't enjoy space surfboards with missiles for our mechs. Dope.

>>48892734
>implying he doesn't immediately get ganked.

>>48892734
To be fair, we are a sort of sub par soul squad. One regular pumpkinseed, one with big hands and a warmouth with a pair of cannons bolted to the back if a far cry from what the others are bringing.

>>48892778
>implying that won't be Garma

>>48892792
Pumpkinseed 2s man. They actually do really well, compared to all the money and shit the other guys got funnelled into their mechs. If it was a fair fight or even just a couple of extra guys we'd have been able to swing it, but they knew we were coming and they had a specific well planned ambush.

>>48892856
Yeah and clementine, jesus and the first mate would have probably shit stomped the five of them at once ambush or no.

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Irina just looks at him, until Captain Clearwater nudges her arm.

"Yes, Lieutenant Asphodel?" She sighs heavily.

He points down the bay to where one of the lesser technicians is finishing up the blue paintjob on a Pumpkinseed II, "What is that? What is it holding?"

You glance at it, and...that is definitely a lot less slender than the standard UJCIDF beam rifle. It's holding a chunky, blocky gun with a spiral pattern of coolant tubes around the barrel.

"'That', Lieutenant, is double the energy output of a standard plasma rifle and fires in a three-shot burst. It's an exceptional piece of craftsmanship based on a scaled-down version of the plasma magnums I designed and submitted for a previous SOUL machine, the S-Fugu." Her sour expression is replaced by a proud, accomplished smile.

"So why is it on that one? That isn't my Pumpkinseed." His eyes narrow.

"No, it isn't, is it?" Her smile only grows.

He grits his teeth, "As the ranking officer and veteran pilot on board the Cicero I should have first priority to..."

"...To march on patrol with it slung over your shoulder as some sort of compensatory measure for what firepower nature has denied you? Can it, Asphodel. I designed it, I built it, it's my prototype and Bahamutcorp property and I decide who gets to use it. Corporal Wedge defeated a Knight solo according to the data from his Sergeant's ASP and was the first one to notice they were being ambushed. Additionally, Sergeant Luxol has praised him for their escape from the Paladin. He's giving me results, boyo, and on top of that the newbies are leading this mission."

The look Asphodel gives you is full of fury, "You think you deserve any of this, you little shit?"

>[What say?]

>>48892896

Jesus' gun overpowers the Ajax-33 (which is, coincidentally, what Miles currently uses and is on the priority list for an upgrade) by miles. Literally, since it has more than twice the range.

>>48892856
Yeah, I am also noticing a trend when it comes to the Jupiter Forces R&D program. They have been pushing for a lot of experimentals, trying to see what works, and throwing away ones they don't like. The bluegill was being thrown out for the pumpkinseed, and the pumpkinseed 2 has been thrown out because of Roarke.

Unless they start making MP Slayers and Slingers, they are going to be hurting like Zeon did with all its prototype and limited release suits.

>>48892923
Exactly, we were a tiny bit flaccid in comparison.

Rolled 10 + 8 (1d10 + 8)

>>48892902
>More then you do you corn on the cob looking mother fucker
Rolling to intimidate

>>48892896

Those are Fairchild's personal attack dogs, though, and at least Clemmy and the First Mate have much bigger dicepools than anyone in our squad.

>>48892902
>>48892958

Fucking thunderwhat.

That faggot gay now.

>>48892896
Sure. In their current suits. We don't have the funding. You seem to think that, since we didn't steam roll a well planned ambush, we suck. We don't. We survived. A well planned ambush, in military terms is thought out, mapped out, and rehearsed. Then we escaped literal certain death by paladin. We don't suck, we just have Garma as a bff. Should be our tag line.

>>48892902
They must have put me in SOUL for a reason.

>>48892950

True, but it wasn't all that long ago when SOUL A was using Pumpkinseed Is whose only special features were custom paintjobs and ASPs.

>>48892982
Intimidate not seduce anon.

>>48892958
Ah, Thunder. Never ever change.

>>48892977
The other three mechs could have handled it too.
>>48892984
The current suits is what I am talking about anon, not the pilots ability.

>>48892999
This is exactly what we did with clemmy.

Rolled to hold stare, intimidated into seduce.

>>48892995
But did they have Shinji and Garma?

>>48893024
You sure thunder didnt just roll to seduce?

>>48892995
>didnt even have head vulcans
Some shoddy ace customs if ever I saw one.

>>48893034
I rolled and didn't decide what I rolled on, then I picked Seduce

>>48893034
it was a resist intimidate roll

>>48893019
Then your argument literally has no merit. Of course they would win. They have tons of funding and R&D backing them. Stealth shit. Extra beam stuff. Super sniper beam rifles. Harpoons out the ass. You're saying our squad is sub-par. I'm saying the military's support of us is sub-par.

>>48893059
After looking at the old thread it was both, I rolled a 9 on the resist and a 10 on the seduce

>>48893092

Doesn't change that you're our designated face/slut.

>>48893080
We are sub par compared to the other parts of our special forces group. Its like the american army told you they were sending you tanks and instead of abrams you got shermans.
Not so extreme as that but still

>>48892902
Alright then. Tell me, what have you done in the last few days while your friends went MIA? You yourself say that you are the senior pilot here, so you would know what was happening, right? Because the way I see it, nobody has time to squabble over who gets what, and unless you can tell me what the hell you did in the last 24 hours, I'm not having any of it.

We are losing MEN while you bitch and moan, damn it!

So why haven't we made a Roarke Sings the Classics album yet to sell to our fans?

>>48893332
victory concert after we take down the contender.

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"More than you do." You remark.

"I didn't hear a Sir, Corporal." His eyes narrow and his fists clench dangerously.

"Take off the insignia, I'm gonna feed you your own boots." You look down at him from your greater height.

He blinks, then stares at you as if he can't believe what he's hearing.

"You heard me. I've picked corn with more brains than you, and better hair now that I think about it. Take off your insignia so I don't embarrass my sergeant by turning you into a pinkish smear on the floor while we're still in uniform." Normally, you're a friendly guy, everyone says so...but your face is gradually moving towards a frown that's all the scarier for the absolute sincerity in your words. You see his face blanch as he realizes the difference in your respective builds.

"Y...you'll be in the brig until..." He stammers.

"Until what? Until the Paladin comes back? What have you done over the last few days? Innsmouth hasn't seen a battle up until now, so don't feed me any crap. You're the senior pilot here, supposedly, so you should know that nobody has time to squabble over who gets what when that THING is still out there." You seize the collar of his uniform and bodily lift him up onto his toes, your voice turning into a growl, "We're losing MEN, men who were supposedly YOUR friends, while you bitch and moan, damn it!" You release him, practically tossing him to the ground with disgust and rubbing your palms on your pants as if trying to remove his greasy taint from them.

"Alright, that's enough!" The Captain's voice is still pleasant, but sharp, "Wedge, Asphodel, you've both made your point. Lieutenant, I need you here to look after the city's defenses. The SOUL trio have faced these enemies before, they're familiar with them, that's why I, not anyone else, made the decision to put them in command of the mission. If you don't like it, submit a complaint to my superiors."

[Continued]

>>48893378
Ah. Wartime military.

Where you can get away with everything just shy of murder.

>>48892902
Given how the senior pilot of this outfit had no clue that two full teams of Jovians had gotten jumped by a Paladin outside his fucking gate, I'd say yeah, I do.

>>48893396
Well, bitching about not getting what you want to your commanding officer because the Marines get it first would probably have gotten him more flak usually. Hell, could you imagine Sammy's brother being here instead of Wedge? He'd suplex him.

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"Corporal, I'd appreciate it if none of our pilots were damaged due to infighting, are we clear? We've lost enough people. Besides I'm sure the Avalonians would feel slighted if we started doing their work for them, and that would just be rude, wouldn't it?" He smiles cheerfully. "If you want to let off some steam, there's always the simms, or you can both volunteer for additional patrol duties. Hoo-rah!" He fistpumps.

This time, it's Simon who raises his hand, "Um...excuse me..."

"Yes! Speak up, soldier, I'm always happy to listen!" Captain Clearwater gives him a glittering smile and an encouraging thumbs-up.

"Sir, why does Amos' new gun have something drawn on it?" He points.

"Drawn? No, it would have to be inscribed with a laser, it's metal, and I'm sure it's really just an optical illusi-goodness me, there's a pin-up on it." He extracts a tiny pair of folding binocs from a pocket to look at it, "...It's a pinup. Definitely a pinup."

Irina claps her hands over her mouth, swearing abruptly.

"The subject looks pretty familiar, too." The Captain remarks, obliviously.

"A-Art is a form of self-expression and self-love, I was just doodling with the laser on...on a spare metal sheet and..." She stammers.

The Captain nods solemnly, "And it turned out to be part of the rifle's chassis and Marilyn quite innocently welded it on there. I understand perfectly. Lovely bikini, very tasteful."

She looks like she wishes she could melt into the floor. You peer closely. Yep, that's definitely a woman stenciled onto your new gun, and it's definitely Irina herself.

>[Comment]
>[Do not comment]

>>48893632
>[Comment]
"Well... it looks nice"

>>48893632
>>[Comment]
"Beats a hamburger."

>>48893632
>[Comment]

With a lovely lady like that guiding my hand, there's no way I can miss now!

>>48893632

Any chance I could get a bigger copy?

>>48893632
>>[Comment]
>Looks like vodka's got some competition

>>48893632
...by the time our machine is fully upgraded, it's going to be covered in punups due to Vodka and his influence. Even Roarke would be impressed.

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You know for a fact that she was drunk when this happened.

"Looks like vodka's got some competition." You remark.

Her face reddens and she gives you a glare, "Corporal!"

"What?" You ask innocently, "It's a lot tastier than a burger, any chance I could get a poster-sized copy?"

"CORPORAL!" She yelps.

The Lieutenant is staring at you as if you're the hybrid offspring of a particularly unpleasant slug and a Jegalese stinkworm.

"But it really looks nice!" You protest.

"Well, I think it's safe to say this meeting is concluded. SOUL, Second, and Fifth squads report to the bay at 18:00 Standard. You're dismissed." Matthias is the first one out the door.

"I'll...I'm sorry, Corporal, you're being too nice, I'll cover it up with something, really this was a mistake." Irina calls out, making her way towards you.

"Sleeping with the Bahamutcorp rep for a better gun? You disgust me, newbie." The Lieutenant growls, trying to shouldercheck you on his way out the door and not managing to budge you an inch.

>[What say?]

>>48893849
Oh hell no. He can talk shit about us if he wants to, but he's gonna apologize to the lady.

>>48893849
Ignore the lieutenant and say " No. Keep it there. I really like it."

>>48893891

Damn right he is.

Anyone have any appropriate ass kicking music?

We might need it.

>>48893849

Grab his ear and PULL hard to bring him to Irina to apologise.

He won't expect it.

>>48893849
Ignore the shitbag entirely and offer to pose for irina the next time she feels artistically inclined.

>>48893849
>Block his way out of the door
>If you don't want to be shitting out your teeth tomorrow you better apologize now

>>48893912
Going with his love of country how about

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=K6RUg-NkjY4

>>48893963

Hm. Ignore the Lieutenant or chastise him? Keep in mind you're both in uniform, so outright laying hands on him or clotheslining him across the throat is somewhat of an unfortunate proposition right now.

>>48894016

Whoops, ignore the post link, that was meant for everybody. Sometimes I'm lazy and click and backspace instead of looking around for the post reply button.

>>48893849
Smile at him. Smile the smile of devils. "You know, if how you shoot your gun is like how you shoot your mouth, I'm surprised you got to where you. One thing to insult me, but you DON'T insult the people who are working on making sure we're alive and capable! You think the one who makes those upgrades you are so damn hungry for appreciates your damn attitude! We're in the Military, not High School!"

>>48894016
Chastise with an unfortunate lack of clotheslining the bastard.

>>48893967
I'll alter my vote here to include
>>48893977
this here.
>>48894016

>>48894016

Trip him then. He did bump into us so its plausible.

And trip him so he dogezas infront of irina.

>>48894016
>One, it's not against regs to fraternize with civilians.
>Two, it's none of your Jove-damned business who Ms. Irina sleeps with.
>Three, my squad has the Planetary Chairman's Son. So, yes. I get the Big. Fucking. Gun. You wanna talk to the Chairman why his son was skewered on an Avalonian lance because you got all bitchy about not having a bigger gun?

>>48893849
A. I have not slept with Miss Gaunt. B. Who she sleeps with is her own business, not yours. C. I'd never sleep with anyone just for what they could give me. I'm a Jovian soldier, not a Jove-damned prostitute.

Your conduct is unbecoming of an officer, your mouth is unbecoming of a soldier, and your mom was coming on me last night.

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You move your foot subtly in front of his and twist your shoulder into the check, making him stumble. Considerately, you grab his shoulder to stop him from falling and haul him to his feet, muttering quietly, "If you don't want to be shitting your teeth out tomorrow, apologize to her. It's one thing to insult me, but don't insult the people who are working on our mecha and keeping us alive."

"Didn't you hear the Captain? Touch me again and I'll have you court-martialed." He twitches his shoulder out of your grasp and stomps past.

Mentally, you mark him. Your vengeance will come when it doesn't damage this base's operational capabilities.

"Amos, let it go, he's not worth it." Garret points out.

"No, but he's a liability. Honestly, I'd take the Butcher over someone like this, at least she'd have taken a whack at the Paladin."

"You didn't hear that she quit?" Garret asks, surprised.

"What? The Butcher? You're full of shit." You're shocked.

"Hey, Corporal. I'm...look, I'm sorry, it really was a mistake, and..." Irina runs a hand through her hair, "I didn't mean to cause so much trouble. I'll fix this."

"No. Keep it there. I really like it." You remark, giving her a sunny smile.

"You liar, who would want a failure's bad luck all over their weapon?" She looks away, but smiles a little.

"Me." You reply. "It's not bad to look at, and it makes him angry. What's his real problem, anyway?"

"Brian Ernst Asphodel III, son of the Asphodel banking clan, feels that he should be on the frontline covering himself in glory and doesn't realize that he's not the only one shelved." She remarks, then smiles, "So...uh...you really, really like it?"

Garret claps you on the back, "Want Simon and I to take a hike?"

>[What say? You may not have Roarke's charm, but you can do your best. It's up to you whether you go all-out towards one woman, especially one with so many problems, this early in Amos' portion of the story.]

>>48893129
and that group lost three of those abrams trying to kill one guy, and still gets funding! Fucking nepotism I swear to Jove...

>>48894372
We are part of that group anon, thats my whole point. Their funding is also our funding. Two thirds of it have vonder vepons and we have stuff thats a bit better than standard.

>>48894370
>Sure, I'll see you guys when we head out
>I'll be honest its alright, but its nowhere near the real thing what say you me and vodka spend some quality time together after I get back from proving how good of a mechanic you are

>>48894370
>yes to both. Not gonna lie i actually already think this woman is best girl

>>48894370
"I love it. Next time an artistic mood strikes you let me know, maybe I can be your muse."

>>48894435
Seconding

>>48894438

Seconded. I like her, she likes us.

Besides we went for the first choice in Caesar's storyline and no complaints as far as I can recall.

>>48894429

The test pilots who Stern turned into a hero squad to counterbalance Fairchild and Fairchild's own attack dogs do, but the Cincinnatus alone had over a hundred mecha presumably piloted by SOUL members that were virtually standard. I bet we get ace machines if we ever become officially designated as SOUL C.

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I'm fine with her as long as it doesn't turn out that she has a fiance who'll try to dig out our eye and then kill himself, but I'd like to reserve final judgement until we meet an honest to jove cat girl.

Also, more fanart incoming.

>>48894504
I get the feeling that the regular mechs were piloted by regular pilots rather than SOUL people.

>>48894475
Actually, IIRC, we went 2nd choice. Flay was first.

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>>48894522
just a variant of this one left, and the headbanded Oda to go.

>>48894370
i say hold of for now just to see what else we got. but i wont mind if we end up with her.

>>48894504
Nah, the standard compliment was just regular UJCIDF. The Cinicinnatus hosted SOUL, but it wasn't made up of SOUL.

>>48894522
>dat Clemmy

Truly best girl.

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>>48894522
>>48894554
crap, file too large for the variant... bear with.

>>48894539

Wouldn't everyone on the SOUL flagship be SOUL?

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>This fanart

>>48894656
Soul isn't like Titans, its more like a group of aces piloting amazing mechs. The people under them aren't Soul, just them

>>48894656
The ship was full of soldiers before SOUL was even a thing. SOUL just got moved to that ship. Being part of SOUL wouldn't be much of an achievement if there was an entire battleship of them flying around.

>>48894554
What mech is the Betta in this pic based off?

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>>48894522
>>48894554
>>48894591
testing...

SOUL is new enough that it's a grey area, and the fact that the two main faces of it have very different views of what it should be doesn't help.

Colonel Stern would prefer SOUL be a designation just for the ace squads used to handle exceptional circumstances. A bit like how SWAT is to the police. His view is the original one. General Fairchild's view is that SOUL is an elite FORCE, much like the Titans. For example, if you asked her whether Triple-C was part of SOUL, she would answer yes, because he was a mechanic under her command and as far as she's concerned she IS SOUL. Although her view isn't what SOUL was originally supposed to be, she has more rank and more political favors than Stern does to make her views a reality. Hence the repeated insistence by everyone that Garret's squad is SOUL, but Amos noting earlier that they aren't really a SOUL squad.

At no point was Captain Clearwater led to believe he was getting SOUL ace mecha rather than the Chairman's son and two friends with a Warmouth and two Pumpkinseed IIs, by the way, nobody was lied to in that regard.

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>>48894720
I used the Dinah from Xenosaga instead of the Gespenst because I thought it looked more feminine and also it's top half is very beta fish like.

>>48894720

I have no idea, I used a Gespenst for it originally.

>>48894754

It really fits her character, you have good taste.

>>48894522
We'll have to add one more to that soon.

Hopefully the last one.

>>48894666
>Elite military aimed at eliminating terrorists/pirates
>Access to experimental tech not yet available to regular military
>At least one high-ranking officer is involved in war crimes
>Using events they started to amass more political and military power.

How is SOUL not Titans again?

>>48894768

Is she getting official wife status? I thought that was just a bout of friends with benefit sex?

>>48894777

Not her. Drills.

>>48894768
>The Last one
>Last one
>One
Hahahahahahahah

>>48894776
I meant more in the set up but ya they are basically the titans in this scenerio, just waiting for Jered to show up to make fun of an autistic girl

>>48894782

Ah.

>>48894749
Question, exactly how many SOUL ace squads are operating beyond SOUL-A & -B?

>>48894768
Oh God...I totally forgot about her for a sec...
this isn't making the wedding dress edit I'm stuck on any easier...friggin lack of yuuki kei images...grumble grumble....

>>48894809
At most 24

>>48894824
Source?

>>48894812
Get something frm Gate:Thus the JSDF fought there. IIRC there's a drillhair blonde in it.

>>48894845
Phoenicians

>>48894809
probably just the two. Fuckface already eats up a chunk of the budget with all the mechs s/he loses.

>>48894845
Letters in alphabet

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"Yeah, I'll catch up to you guys." You give him a nod, and he grins. Garret's always been a good friend to you. You'd hate to think about something happening to damage that.

Then you turn your attention fully to Irina, "Yeah, I do. My only complaint is that it's not as good as the real thing. After I get back from proving that you aren't a failure, what say you, me, and vodka spend some quality time together?"

She punches your shoulder, but her lips quirk into a smile and the blow is gentle, "You asshole. You should know how unlucky that is. Now I'm going to be up all night with vodka worrying about you. Be careful, okay? I'm not much good at making friends, and you're the only ally I've got. I'd have a hard time getting over it if I lost you so soon."

"Say, next time you're feeling artistic..." You feel your face heating up, and you run a hand through your hair, laughing to try and lighten the mood.

"Which is fairly often, I've enjoyed drawing since I was a little girl. Of course, it's not like I was encouraged in that hobby." She frowns slightly.

"I'll have to encourage you, then. Anyway, I'd be happy to, uh, you know. Model. For you. Let you draw me and stuff." KEEP IT COOL AMOS!

She smiles again, and covers her mouth with her hand, "You really...you really are an interesting man, Corporal Wedge. No. Amos. We should at least be on a first name basis, right?"

"Right, Irina." You can't help grinning a little.

[Continued]

>>48894809

Currently those are the only two, the project is still rather young.

>>48894943
How long has passed in game since the quest started? We have to be rounding at least half a year by now

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>>48894870
I tried...didn't quite fit.

>>48894983

That's about right. A little over sixth months, I'd say.

>In 2XXX AD, a crack mecha unit was sent to prison by a military court for a crime they didn't commit. These men promptly escaped from a maximum security stockade to the Belt underground. Today, still wanted by the government they survive as soldiers of fortune. If you have a problem, if no one else can help, and if you can find them....maybe you can hire The A-Team

>>48895101
>Roarke "Hannibal" Starwind
>Judah "Face" Ashta
>Alice "Howling Mad" Farragut
>Yoritomo "B.A" Oda
Fund it

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"I'm afraid I'm not very interesting, though, I'm a remarkably petty and selfish woman, I'll get on your nerves eventually." She pats your arm with a smile, "I just hope it doesn't happen any time soon. Let's drink together when you get back, screw Asphodel and what he thinks. Oh, right, I had to make the armor on your new gun a lot thinner to reduce the weight, it ended up being lighter than your old one, actually. Still, this makes it fragile, so be gentle with it. Don't humiliate me, you big lug."

You nod, and she departs with a new spring in her step.

The next several hours are incredibly tedious. You have a lot of checks to do on your new Pumpkinseed II, adjusting the settings minutely to fit your preferences better.

As for your gun, if you could quantify it with numbers it would look something like this...

Amos Custom Battle Rifle: Range 500m, WA +1, 6K (1K of structure), BV 3, Infinite Ammo, 24.5 CP, 5 Spaces, 0.5 tons

You also have to be formally entered into the ship's computer system, have your ID updated with your new posting, get a checkup and ensure your medical and dental records were transferred correctly to the ship's doctor.

>[Roll 1d10+9, Int+Awareness]

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>>48895176
Woooo!

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>>48895176
We smart

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>>48895176

>>48895176

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>>48895176

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>>48895176

>>48895193

Goddamn man.

>>48895291
This quest has the best luck, I can't think of a time we actually really fucked up that we didn't immediately fix

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...At first, you thought it was just because her squad leader was arguing with you. A young woman with short, brown hair glares at you as she leaves with the rest of the pilots.

You brush it off.

Then you see her staring hatefully at you in the shiny reflection of a bulkhead as you scan a wall map of the ship for directions.

Then you notice her when your ID is being updated, glaring sidelong at you as she pretends to shuffle some files around.

Then you see her testing the heft of a laser scalpel in her fingers as you're getting your checkup, waiting outside, fingering the little cutting implement as she eyes you.

This is an inch over the line, so you go to confront her, "Hey, you, what's your probl-hey! Come back!"

It's no good, she just turns and walks away without saying a word, her nose in the air.

Maybe it's space madness? You decide that you might be a little more at ease if you went fishing and got some fresh air.

[Continued]

>>48895337

Ah, shit that's right.

I forgot Maya was thirsty for our new lady friend.

We might want to find a way to nip this in the bud, like now.

>>48895363
Threesome?

>>48895337
jeez, Maya, no need for the hostility. Join us for vodka fueled bantz. it'll be fun

>>48895381

I'm starting to think you're a slaaneshi cultist in disguise, but damn if you don't have some good ideas.

>>48895381
are you excluding Vodka?

>>48895413
No, Vodka likes to watch he enjoys drinking it all in

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Except there's something wrong with that. Asphodel hadn't been near her in the bay. He had his own crew, and she wasn't part of it. Come to think of it, while she has a UJCIDF uniform, she seemed more like a bridge officer than a pilot, so why was she in the bay, and why is she following you, and why does she look so angry?

You've never done anything to her, have you? It's too early for you to have accidentally made any enemies. Maybe she's Asphodel's girlfriend? You snicker at the thought of them glaring romantically at each other as you go through your big box of fishing lures. You select a handful of your favorites, a spread of different shapes and colors, and put them on top of your tacklebox for quick use. You put on a bucket-shaped, wide-brimmed hat. You test the swish of your favorite catfishing rod, and select a smaller pole to catch some bait with.

Then, you wander down towards the river. You see your first catgirl, too. According to Simon, 70% of the planet's female population and around 40% of the male population has had their genes modified for ears and a tail, a relic of the days when genetic modification was the norm and catering to tastes like that wasn't unusual. The stigma against genemodding after the War, though, has made the practice somewhat taboo...which is quite possibly why the Qu'liri are finding anything in common with the Avalonians in the first place. Everyone wants to belong somewhere, you suppose. The girl is small, cute, and gets very excited when you buy some crawdads from her little bait stand, excitedly telling you where you can find the best spots along the river for fish.

>[Take her advice]
>[Do not take her advice]

>>48895480
>Tell her we will but don't go through with it

>>48895480
>>[Take her advice]

>>48895480
>>[Take her advice]

>>48895480
>[Take her advice]
Listen to the locals, especially the ones with an interest in repeat customers.

>>48895497

You think she's on the take?

>>48895523
I think everyone is on someones take, but ya were pretty much in Vietnam here and trusting the locals who are accepted under the enemy isn't a good idea

>>48895480

>Tell her we will but don't go through with it

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You almost hesitate to take her advice. After all, she's a native, and not all of the natives are trustworthy right now. However...two things stop you.

First, she's a kid. You don't want to be the kind of person who suspects kids of treason without having at least some sort of evidence.

Secondly, you believe in the UJCIDF, and you believe that your side is doing what's best to keep Qu'lir free. So you thank her and do as she said, making your way along the river to a spot where it's slow, deep, and wide. You spot another cat-eared girl picking flowers along the hillside by the river. This one is older, holding a basket under her arm.

She seems a little startled to see you, and scampers away in the direction of town when you wave. This only dampens your spirits momentarily, as you get your poles set up and set to work fishing.

[Continued]

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The craws pull in peacock bass larger than any you've seen in the Europan colonies. It's actually a problem, because they're too large to bait-fish with. The water here is weedy, normally you would overlook this as a fishing spot if it weren't for all of the success you're having.

You've just about resigned yourself to enjoying some good bass fishing (although they're technically cichlids, you're pretty sure) and not worrying about anything else, pulling in an arm-long peacock bass towards the bank, when a huge mouth suddenly opens up and grabs ahold of your catch, gobbling it down. The finny bulk of the titanic catfish thrashes just below the surface, about to sink into the darkness again, when a miracle occurs. The hook catches in its mouth.

>[Roll 1d10+10]

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>>48895714
Ya mine!

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>>48895714
Sega bass fishing time

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>>48895714

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>>48895714
Witness me!

>>48895714
Carefule Ivan, fish is bomb.

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>>48895714

>>48895736
The fish are in league with the Greenmen

>>48895736
That or a fish based gene modded person, this Innsmouth.

>>48895714
no lie, this exact thing happened to my sister. Caught the biggest catfish of her life after it ate a crappie that she hooked.

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"GOT YOUUUUUUU!" You crow, jumping to your feet and hauling back just right to anchor the hook.

The catfish feels the tug and reacts with an immediate attempt to dive. Too bad for him. Your muscles strain as you haul back on the well-made Europan fishing rod, refusing to give in. This catfish knows all the tricks an old catfish learns to avoid being caught, but so do you, and you masterfully let it expend its energy swimming around trying to get free. As it tires, you start reeling it in.

"No escape, bastard!" You crow, as you pull it into the shallows. It thrashes and makes those weird, grunting noises catfish make sometimes, but you pull the sucker up onto the bank.

There are two groups of people who have mastered the art of taking pictures of themselves. The first is unfortunately overweight women, who have long excelled at hiding it through the artful angling of their picture-taking device. These are the best known, but an experienced fisherman can put them all to shame.

You set a timer on your PC and haul him up with your hands under his long, fancy-tipped fins, grinning and extending your arms (and the fish) towards the camera to make it look even bigger. The man-sized fish needs little help with that.

"Nyu?" A sleepy voice interrupts, but you're so caught in taking pictures of yourself and your catch that you don't even look over in the direction of the voice until you've gotten proof of your catch.

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The slippery animal writhes around, and you drop him onto the bank as you reach for your hip.

The girl...no, woman, this one is definitely a woman, sits up from the tall grass that was concealing her completely, rubbing sleep from her eyes. She looks up at the position of the sun, squints, and then wails, "Nyaaaaa! I missed breakfast AND lunch! I'm gonna starve, I really will!" She rubs the sleep out of her eyes, standing up.

She's dressed in simple green clothing that doesn't get in her way much, with a silvery piece cupping her breasts. Her skin is the warm brown of rich chocolate, while her messily-cut shoulder-length hair is silver. Her ears are in the normal place for ears, but long and fuzzy. The other two had ears further up their skulls, but you suppose there are different kinds of cat-eared woman on this planet.

Most importantly, she's wearing a gun, a big iron like yours. She looks you over with large, green eyes, and smiles in a way that bares sharp, white teeth to your gaze.

"You're from the ship, right? You woke me up with all your shouting." She sighs, "Here I was, trying to be sneaky, and you ruined it. How are you gonna make it up to me, soldier boy?"

>[Offer her a fish]
>[Pull out your gun before she pulls out hers, question her]

By the way, just to confirm, we will be doing what we did last weekend even though I don't plan to make a habit of it, at some point I'll go to sleep and then resume the thread when I wake up. That's not yet, though.

>>48895977
HOLY SHIT BEST GIRL DETECTED!!!

>>48895977
>>[Offer her a fish]
What else are we going to end up doing with it

>>48895977
>[Pull out your gun before she pulls out hers, question her]
don't feed her, you'll only make her stronger.

>>48895977
>>[Offer her a fish]
Foolish catgirl, while you may eat well today your lack of fishing skills will not feed you in the days to come! AHAHAHAH!

>>48896013
Call up Simon and tell him to bring a bodybag filled with ice.
or release it if we're feeling lazy.

>>48895977
It's time for best catgirl!

>>48895977
How can we call ourselves a fisherman if we don't allow others to match their wits against this most cunning of foes? Release the goonch and offer her some of our previous catch.

Any ideas for Lori's song? I'm kind of feeling this
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ZYRfUoR9Q4Y

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You notice a few more things as she stretches and yawns. First, she is what you would describe as 'a brick house'. She has muscles, incredibly fit, defined muscles that are prominent without being bulky. Second, as she moves you see that her messy hair is longer in back and gathered into a braid that hangs past her hips. Thirdly, she's wearing a collar with a large bell on it that jingles when she moves.

You push the catfish back out into the river. You'll catch the big fellow again some other day, for now you're content to let him grow even fatter here in this pleasant little spot. The sunlight is warm and bright, and a cool breeze wanders over the hills like a lost child.

On impulse, you offer her one of the peacock bass you caught. You let most of them go already, as usual, but the six best ones you'd saved to put on ice and eat. Space food gets really, really old, especially military space food. Fresh fish is a special treat.

She looks down at it, "What's this, soldier boy? Is your name Fish or somethin'?" Her tail swishes behind her as she plucks it out of your hands and sniffs at it.

"You said you missed two meals, right? That's not healthy, you'll get ulcers if you don't eat right." You explain.

"...This isn't a meal." She looks hurt, "This is a snacklet. What, you think I'm a lightweight or something?" She grins cheekily. "I get it, you think you can bribe me cheap, and I won't capture you and drag you back to my boss. That's pretty bold, pretty bold indeed." She hefts the fish, considering.

>[What say?]

>>48896185
drill girl right? I was more thinking this personally.
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=2ssCL292DQA
or maybe this?
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=3wxyN3z9PL4

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>>48896208
Wong pls. This is going straight to my magical realm.

>>48896208
"well if it's not a meal you're after maybe I could offer something else, miss?"

>>48896208
>What can I say, reckless is my middle name. Besides should you be tipping me off about your Boss who wants soldiers already?

>>48896208
>"well, is it working?"
>silently reach for your gun.

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>>48896229

Strength is only gained through adversity.

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"Well, is it working?" You put another fish on top of the first. With her hands occupied, you feel a little more safe, shifting your shouder slightly and undoing the clasp of your holster to free your gun.

"Nyaaah, I'm not cheap when it comes to food." Her eyes gleam with amusement, "Really, my boss would be just so upset if I didn't bring you back, he'd yell at me and everything. You were way too reckless, coming here."

"Reckless is my middle name. Besides, should you be tipping me off about your boss who wants soldiers already?" You inquire.

She shrugs, seeming totally nonchalant, "What's the harm when you're 100% absolutely guaranteed positively going back with me no question." She wrinkles her nose, "Is it really your middle name?"

"Actually, Adventure is. My parents thought it was really funny." You admit. Amos Adventure Wedge, it's not a name that rolls easily off the tongue.

She stares at you, then bursts out into gales of laughter, "Adventure! Ha! That's...that's the silliest, corniest thing I've ever heard!" She puts the fish down, and steps close enough to stare into your eyes. Slowly, casually, she reaches down and does up the clasp of your holster again, giving the butt of the gun a little pat, "Put that thing away, I've handled much heavier." She winks. You're uncomfortably aware of how close she is, "Tell me, do you think you still have even a chance of getting away? Just because I was up late last night doesn't mean I don't have tons of energy now~" You hear a low, deep rumbling from her, much louder than the purring of a normal cat.

>[Offer her all the fish]
>[RUN!]
>[Pull out your gun]

>>48896367
>HeadButt her and run

>>48896367

>[Offer her all the fish]

>>48896367
Dive into the water! Our catfish ally will aid us!

>>48896367
>[Offer her all the fish]

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>>48896393

The goonch catfish's claim to fame is that it has dragged under, drowned, and eaten multiple people who decided to go for a dip in India's rivers. This is believed to be a result of the custom of depositing burned corpses from funeral pyres into the river for centuries, letting the catfish acquire a taste for human flesh. Naturally, Qu'lir has no such tradition and the river is considerably cleaner...but can you trust a river-pig with teeth like this?

>>48896428
Does our gun work underwater?

>>48896428
Do we have a knife on us?

>>48896442

No.

>>48896451

Yes.

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You sigh heavily, time for desperate measures. It's much too pretty a day to get in a fight before a mission, "Alright. You may have all the fish, go ahead."

She licks her lips, "That's mighty sweet." She wraps an arm around her waist, "...But you don't get it. All I need is a few little words, and you'll come with me willingly. I know you're 'that' kind of soldier boy, teehee." Her eyes sparkle, "My boss is really interested in seeing your capabilities firsthand after what happened last night." She whispers in your ear, "I'm practically taking advantage of you doing this...but that's okay, right? You're okay with it. Yes you are." She pulls away, shooting you a coy glance over her shoulder as she saunters towards a patch of light woodlands, pulling out a knife and letting you watch her tail sway back and forth above her posterior as she cuts, skins, and whittles points onto a few sticks with the ease of long practice. "Still, I'm not a mean girl, I want us to be friends, so you just sit down and I'll make us lunch, okay?" She smiles.

Apparently, she's been here several times, she shows you a firepit she's dug away from the tall grasses and a little cache of tinder and kindling. Once you collect some more sticks for fuel, she ignites the campfire using the lowest setting on her plasma pistol and hunkers down next to you, preparing the fish and skewering them to cook, "Call me Lin-Lin, most people do. You're...Amos, right? The important boy's bodyguard? You're too manly to be the other one."

"I'm his friend, not his bodyguard." You protest.

"Friends can guard bodies." She insists as the tantalizing smell of meat cooking wafts through the air. She adds a few spices with casual aplomb.

[Continued]

You guys want to pause for now and keep going after I get some sleep, dropping the occasional bump on the thread, or press on?

>>48894754

It is pretty adorable.

>>48896579
Probably best to postpone it for tonight, we can pick back up later after everyone gets some sleep

>>48896555
I'm still here with my damnable insomnia, but it would probably be the best to wait until more people are awake, I'm fine with waiting.

>>48896579
i'd say pause

>>48896579
pause for now. Sleep be good.

>>48896584
>>48896599
>>48896607

Sounds like a plan to me.

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>>48896616
Plans are good.

I'm going to sleep, but to keep the thread alive how about we make another mixtape for Roarke? As usual 18 tracks one song per person

1.Piano Man - Billy Joel
2.Africa - Todo
3.The Touch - Stan Bush

>>48896678
Owner of a lonely heart- Yes
Renegade- Styx

Which waifu is the most thicc?

>>48896744
Karen.

All that space engineer work and no exercise.

>>48896769
>Works hard in the mech bay every day
>Works harder in Roarke's bed most nights
>No exercise

I agree with the rest of your assessment, though. Wide hips plus glasses equals perfection.

>>48896833
Yea but its not like she'd be lifting weights or anything. With mech work, all the heavy lifting is done by automation.

bump

>>48896701
Pick one

>>48899386
Kansas - Carry on my wayward son
https://youtu.be/2X_2IdybTV0
or
ELO - Evil Woman
https://youtu.be/R20f-TPKjzc

1.Piano Man - Billy Joel
2.Africa - Todo
3.The Touch - Stan Bush
4.Evil Woman - ELO

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Zn1IjyrdeXc Not the style But the lyrics of Rise up Make me think of Roarke

Idle speculation since we're in dormant mode until the GM awakens, do you guys think a Kaworu exists in this universe?

I just think it would be funny if he turns out to be one of the Avalon paladins and tries to woo Simon with Avolonian tactics.

You know, instead of flowers or chocolates he conquers a small country in Simon's name.

>>48901317
That'd be interesting to say the least. He was the best option for Shinji and I could see him gifting Biggs the EVA over a country. I mean, bio tech, Reflectors for an AT-Field, and that sweet sweet tang powered mental system seems like the sort of thing they'd try to develope.

Though, I am noticing that the armies of Space France are pretty basic. Knights are the bulk, they have some Paladins, but they are using old tech rather than making new stuff when it comes to stuff not in their standard kit. Must be great for getting the mechs off the assembly line, but not a lot of variance.

>>48901317
That would be a weirdly knightly thing to do. Not bothering/not able to go up to Simon and ask him out, so he goes conquering to prove his love and worthiness instead.

>>48901395
I dont know man, the knights are pretty beefy. I wouldn't say they are basic just because they are ground based. And their ships seem crazy.

>>48901454
Basic doesn't mean bad. It's the same with any sort of tool. A knife or axe could be considered pretty basic to a swiss army knife, but a good design, proper balancing, and all that sort of stuff would make either be more effective than something more complicated. Hell, Roarke punched a over engineered machine using SOUL tech to death. Don't underestimate basic and simple things.

>>48901494
I wouldn't call roarkes mech basic either just because it punches people. Specialized maybe.

>>48901528
Eh, in a way it is at the moment. No special systems, bits, or secondary systems, and no real tricks compared to things like the Slayer. Instead we got fists and shields and a better sensor package. It'd be the same if we had swords instead of fists or even basic guns.

We don't use fancy missile swarms like the Slayer. We don't have multi-role weapons like the Puffer. We don't strike from extreme range and who knows what else like the Slinger, and we don't use special systems like the Betta or Archen to confuse or surprise our opponents. We just get up close and simply start hitting until things stop moving.

It's half the reason why Roarke is so scary. The Knuckle Kaiser is a old machine that doesn't even use laser weaponry, but it's turned up and improved so Roarke can make full use of it, allowing him to punch things way above his CP grade.

>>48901885
To be fair, by this point our fists probably use experimental servos of some kind.

>>48901885
>forgetting all the chainsaws and rockets and shit built into the arms
>has more advanced sensors than most mech
>faster than a lot of mechs
>huge ranged grapple
>super high tech custom armor
>have a special system to spook opponents
Naw man the KK is in no way basic.

The sleeper has awakened.

>>48901885

If you asked me, I would say that the Knuckle Kaiser is a very, very basic machine that has been refined over and over again, in the way that a really good sword is simply an exceptionally refined wedge, one of the oldest and most basic of simple machines.

>>48902238
I'd argue its more like a late generation F15. Sure, its still an F-15, but is probably has about three original parts left, and spending 10 billion dollars to make another plane might not result in a better plane.

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Now at some point we need to face the terror of Simple Machine!

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>>48896659
fiddled with it, cleaned up, shrunk giant head.

>>48902356
You kidding? I can see Athena making a army of them to make her daddy proud. The Feds and Avalon won't stand a chance.

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Before long, the food is ready.

"Eat, eat, it's good! Look, no poison see?" She bites the head off a fish with a crackle of snapping bones. "Mmm~ This is the best~" She sits down right next to you, close enough to foul any attempts to grab your gun.

The fish is indeed, delicious, crispy outside and soft and flaky within. She's an excellent cook, and from the smug little grin she displays as you react to the taste she knows it. She's kind and lets you have two, gobbling down the other four so quickly you're amazed she doesn't choke before she leans against you with a casual feline disregard for personal space, resting her head on your shoulder and purring loudly.

"Ah~ That was nice~" She looks up at you with a smile, "So, are you coming with me the easy way or the hard way? I had a lot of hard work to do last night, but I've still got plenty of energy!" She claps a hand to one of her biceps, flexing it in demonstration.

>[The easy way]
>[The hard way]

>>48902607
>>[The hard way]

>>48902607
>>[The hard way]
We have to escape at all costs

Hmm, what do you guys think our chances are if we make a break for it?

>>48902607
>The fun way?

>>48902607
>>[The hard way]
Sorry, but we have friends to come back to and while it was a nice meal, we're not that easy a person.

>>48902657
Depends on how we do it, if we can surprise her then we would have a better chance

>>48902607
>[The hard way]

>>48902607
>[The hard way]
Judo throw her into the fucking river.

>>48902607
>The very easy way

"Really?" Go feel her bicep. Then lead to her tail and ears and start fondling those till she can't move.

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"Sorry, but I'm a soldier. I took an oath." You roll away from her, coming up on one knee with your gun drawn and pointed at her, "You're coming with me, instead. We have a lot of questions about what happened last night, and you're going to answer them."

"Eh? Me?" She points at herself, "But your mechs were the ones that got shot up..."

"It doesn't matter if we lost! A proud soldier of the UJCIDF would never surrender to an Avalonian spy no matter how good her cooking is!" You proclaim proudly.

She stares at you, then bursts into laughter, "So this is what really happens when a pilot gets shot down. You're acting all cool but you've already succumbed to paranoia and don't trust me." She sighs and shrugs, "It can't be helped. Alright, big guy, take me prisoner. Let's go back to the ship, it's on your conscience if they torture me~" She stands up and stretches, patting her tummy, "Thanks for the meal, Amos."

[Continued]

>>48902853
Shes got something planned, no spy comes along to be a prisoner that easily. Shes probably plotting sabotage or at least figuring out info on our defenses

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You take a circuitous route around most of Innsmouth, you don't want to give her a chance to escape. You see a few patrolling squads of Bluegills, which reassures you immensely. After the nightmare of last night, some normalcy is really soothing.

Of course, there's nothing normal about your prisoner, strolling along ahead of you with her tail swaying nonchalantly and her fingers interlaced behind her head casually. She's even whistling.

You try to keep a stern expression on your face, and while you put your gun back in the holster because she's cooperating you keep your hand on its handle.

"Heya, soldier boy, what's your type of woman, huh?" She asks as you walk through the gates of Innsmouth, the guards taking a cursory look at your ID and waving you through.

>[What say?]

>>48902945
>[What say?]
The type that stays quiet when I have them at gun point.

>>48902945
"A smart one. Which is why you are getting blindfolded. And we're changing the prison duty schedule."

>>48902945
A strong woman who's good cook

>>48902945
Hard working types. Putting in that extra effort to make sure that everything goes well.

>>48902945
"i'd say it's a toss up between strong mysterious girls, girls who stare at me silently wishing me harm, and earnest artistic girls."

>>48902945
>>[What say?]
the ones that don't have cat ears or tails.

>>48903000
>>48902990
These two. Tease her, then screw up her plans.

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"The type that stays quiet when I have them at gunpoint." You grumble.

She giggles, "You could end up on the news with an attitude like that. Besides, your gun isn't drawn."

"I also like smart ones, which is why you're getting blindfolded when we reach the brig." You further clarify.

"Ooooh! Neat! It'd be a little hard to make myself useful, but any excuse not to work is good~" She stretches, giving you an incredibly smug smile over her shoulder, "Come on, be a little serious with me, you were so nice before."

"I like strong-willed women who work hard. Does that really count as a type?" You ask.

She grins, "Maybe, but what it really means is that you aren't shallow. I was expecting something about breasts or an attempt to hit on me."

You get a few odd looks on your way back to the ship. You ignore them. These people have obviously never seen a triumphant hero returning.

On board, you try to remember where the brig was. You glance at the wallmaps, but you can't take your eye off her for long or risk her wandering away. Still, you're sure you're heading in the right direction until you bump into Irina.

The blonde woman looks from you to her, then back at you, then down at your gun, "Amos, what exactly is going on here?"

"Amos, huh~? Not Corporal? Oh me oh my~" Your captive waggles her eyebrows, and Irina's expression becomes a fraction more stern.

>[What say?]

>>48903253
>Irina which is the best way to get to the cells, without our guest seeing anything important

>>48903253
"A suspected Avalonian spy who seems far to happy about being here."

>>48903253
>>48903275
this

>>48903253
"Oh you know, was out fishing, fed a stray and it followed me home. you know how it goes."

>>48903253
Aww shit, is this the mechanic that slept in?

>>48903317
Now that would be a twist

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"A suspected Avalonian spy who seems far too happy about being here. I ran into her while I was fishing. What's the best way to the brig without her seeing anything too important?" You question the Bahamutcorp technician.

"A...what?" She blinks, then smiles, "Well done, Amos. Down the hall, take one of the lifts to Floor 3, the cells will be straight ahead. You'd better gag her so she doesn't corrupt anyone else."

"Irinaaaaa!" Your captive protests.

Irina looks at her without a shred of remorse or pity, "I'd gag her right now. Was she taking a nap when you found her?"

"Well, yes." You're dreadfully confused.

"I thought so. Lock her up." She nods.

"How can you do this to me!?" Lin-Lin wails.

"You humiliated me in front of the entire crew, skipped an emergency briefing, and then...knowing you would be in trouble...you snuck away from the ship to go sleep by the river, forcing ME to run all of the final pre-mission checks on the mecha we're sending. Utterly irresponsible, the Avalonians could have known everything about this ship if they'd found you before Amos did. Have fun in the brig, Marilyn." She smiles an executioner's smile.

"...So why is he Amos and not Corporal, are you guys...?" Marilyn makes a gesture, forming her index finger and thumb on one hand into a circle and poking the forefinger of her other hand through it.

You have never, ever seen an art pencil hurled so hard and so fast at someone's forehead. The eraser strikes squarely between the cat-eared woman's eyes with enough force to snap her head back, "Mya!"

[Continued]

>>48903485
I guess I'm glad we didnt judo throw her into the river now.

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damn time for work, good thread y'all. Thanks for running Mr. Wong.

>>48903570
Agreed, we really only need one wet pussy

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"Oh." The realization hits, and you smack yourself in the forehead, "Oh, damn it!"

"It isn't your fault, I bet she didn't bother trying to correct you." Irina consoles you.

"She said I'd have to come with her and that her boss was interested in me." She shrugs.

"Cap'n was very impressed with the way you handled yourself under pressure, yep~" Marilyn grins.

Irina grabs her by the ear, "Don't look so smug, there's a nice warm cell waiting for your arrival, and for dinner I'll be preparing gruel with snails in it just for you."

"Nyat fair! Soppit! Rinaaaaa!" Lin-Lin wails.

"For the last time, it's Ms. Gaunt to you!" Irina begins shaking her.

"Perhaps she should, uh, be put to work instead?" You suggest, "Shetland maintenance bay duty or something?"

Irina blinks, "We don't have any Shetlands. Innsmouth's local guard does, but..."

You sigh, she's clearly not military, "No, nevermind. You don't need to have actual Shetlands for Shetland bay duty, Irina."

She blinks, "How utterly curious."

Lin-Lin grin-grins, "Soooo does he have to call you Ms. Gaunt?"

If looks could kill, Irina's would have exterminated Lin-Lin's entire family and exorcised their shades.

"She worked soooo haaaaard on your mech. Stinking of vodka and ranting about showing them all, passing out at her workbench and waking up screaming about thruster differentials and demanding I fetch her parts. What ardent passion! I was so inspired!" Lin-Lin's eyes sparkle innocently.

>[Side with Irina]
>[Side with Marilyn, tease Irina]

>>48903775
>[Side with Marilyn, tease Irina]

>>48903775
>>[Side with Irina]
When Marilyn leaves tease Irina relentlessly

>>48903775
Side with neither. Tease Irina a bit, then turn on Marilyn

>>48903621
Dear god I can only get do erect!

"There's nothing wrong with that. I'm really happy with the results. I looked it over and the new Pumpkinseed II is running better than ever. It's only right that you be inspired, your friend did a good job." You smile earnestly.

"I was in a rush, it's not that good." Irina hmphs.

Marilyn grins, "That doesn't explain the pin-up."

"I THOUGHT IT WAS JUST A SPARE PIECE OF SHEET METAL!" The blonde snaps angrily.

"Shaped like the side of a repeating plasma rifle, right, right." Marilyn starts to saunter away, then turns her head with the most feline smile you've ever seen, "Oh, he said his type is strong-willed women who work hard, in case you were wondering~" She waggles her eyebrows, then ducks as a drawing compass whizzes past her head. Irina pulls a handful of pencils from her pocket in the way a ninja might draw out a handful of throwing knives, projectiles flying down the hallway after the laughing, fleeing Qu'liri woman.

"Irina, stop. If you kill her you'll double your workload." You put a hand on her shoulder, and she halts midway through winding up to throw. You start gathering up her pencils while she watches you, a small smile on her face.

"Maybe you were right not to trust her, I can't believe she'd say things like that." She hmphs, crossing her arms.

"She wasn't lying though. That IS my type." You protest.

Her face reddens, "G-go prepare for your mission, you idiot. If you don't come back, I swear to Juno I will never, ever, EVER forgive you."

>>48903775
>>[Side with Marilyn, tease Irina]

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>>48904026

Forgot my picture.

Well, I earnestly meant to do some combat in this thread, but character interactions turned out to have a bit more depth than anticipated.

Give me a minute to decide what I'm doing, because this thread would die before we finished combat at this rate and the ensuing mission isn't a short one.

>>48904080
The Interview with Gretchin? Short scene with Fairchild REEEEEing at something? Either Fatama talking to the Caliph or the Countess with the Duke.

>>48904193
How about Oda trying to get Roarke into Anime, and then Roarke having a mental breakdown when he sees Master Asia in G Gundam

>>48904193
>It's 6am, and with the coming of the day, Soul B wakes up to the sound of REEEEEEEE. Always at the same time, it's become the ship's alarm clock in a way.

>>48904193

That's for the breather sessions. I need robots smashing robots to keep the last of my sanity.

>>48904275
How about we flashback to young Roarke when he was in that Fighting Robot league

>>48904275

Make a new thread?

I wouldn't mind doing a two parter.

>>48904275
Can we play the countess in a Bluegrill Joe match? We have no idea that we are fighting Caesar.

Alright, so here's what we are going to do. It's almost six now, around eight thirty I'll make a new thread and we'll go into battle.