>>1303160
>Focus on the escort first.
The enemy cannot push a button if you disable his hands

>>1303160
>Focus on the escort first.

>>1303160
>>Focus on the escort first.

>>1303160
>Focus on the escort first.

>>1303160
>>Focus on the escort first.

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>>1303160
"Let's take out that escort first." You suggest.

"Understood. It's probably for the best." Hessler confirms.

"Yessssss!" Hess squeals.

"OF COURSE. I SHOULD'VE KNOWN." BLL groans.

"Quit being such a big baby." You roll your eyes in exasperation.

"I'M JUST FOLLOWING MY SELF PRESERVATION PROTOCOLS."

"U-um, Holly!" Naru's voice then comes on. "We've finished attaching those extra rocket boosters onto your Titan!"

"Nice, thanks!" You grin.

"O-oh no, it' was n-nothing..." Naru stammers.

"Please try to accept praise when it's given. It doesn't do to be so overly humble." Amadeus sighs.

"S-sorry!" Naru squeaks. "Oh right, before I forget, those rockets are powerful, b-but they're not designed to carry a Titan of your w-weight class!"

"YOU SAYING I'M FAT?"

"Yes! I mean, n-no! I'm sorryIdidntmeantooffend-"

"JEEZ, SHE'S NOT EVEN ANY FUN TO TEASE." BLL sighs. "I JUST FEEL BAD NOW."

"As you should." Amadeus sighs in exasperation. "Dr. Takumi, please finish what you were saying."

"Right, you'll only have two uses out of them!" Naru says quickly. "S-so make them count!"

"Got it." You nod.

"All units standby for Titanfall." Tarin announces over the comms. "All units, lock in and prepare for drop!"

"This is gonna be a rough one!" Ramirez laughs. "Better hold on!"

"I CAN ACTIVATE THE VIEWSCREEN IF YOU WANT." BLL offers.

>Yeah, I want to see everything!
>I just want to get to the ground already...
>Other

>>1303279
>Yeah, I want to see everything!

>>1303279
>>>Yeah, I want to see everything!

>>1303279
>>Yeah, I want to see everything!

>>1303279
>Yeah, I want to see everything!

>>1303279

>Yeah, I want to see everything!

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>>1303279
"Turn it on." You say as you brace for the drop.

The screen winks on as the drop pod shudders and shakes. Like before, the pod is expelled violently from ship and plummets to the planet below. In the space above, you could see flashes and glittering twinkles of cannons and lasers being fired off en masse and in rapid succession. Dozens of ships close in on each other, trading fire and taking damage.

Many of the ships were burning, yet either still fighting on or drifting lifelessly through the void. You even see a few disabled ships with the misfortune of being caught in Lantea's gravity well, doomed to fall and burn up in the planet's atmosphere.

You see a squadron of Militia fighters zip by to protect the drop pods from any possible marauding IMC vessels. Fortunately, it didn't seem they expected reinforcements to come this way, and all of the drop pods go reach the atmosphere unmolested.

"WE HAVE VISUAL ON THE DROP ZONE." BLL rumbles. You look at your screen again, and you could see what could easily be a hundred ships of various types lined up in perfect formation, massive fuel lines crisscrossing between them. At the center of the formation, you could see the massive and bulbous tankers feeding all of the connected ships like hungry children.

And hovering above the formation was a single IMC cruiser, moving about in a lazy patrol pattern. No evasive maneuvers or anything, so landing on it should be a simple matter.

"Pick your target!" Hessler calls out.

>Land on the engine deck. Let's drop this thing out of the sky.
>Land on the bridge and try to hijack it.
>Land on the weapon batteries and disable its offensive capability.
>Other

>>1303424
>>Land on the engine deck. Let's drop this thing out of the sky.

>>1303424
>>Land on the bridge and try to hijack it.

>>1303424
>Land on the engine deck. Let's drop this thing out of the sky.

>>1303424
>Land on the weapon batteries and disable its offensive capability.

>>1303424
>>Land on the bridge and try to hijack it.

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>>1303424
Well, it looks like we've got a bit of a tie, so it's time for a roll off!

1. Engine
2. Bridge

>>1303424
>Land on the engine deck. Let's drop this thing out of the sky.
Speaking hypothetically, if the option to surf a burning cruiser down to the ground while firing madly were to come up, I would be totally behind using one of our rocket boosts to get off it at the last, coolest possible moment.

Just saying.

>>1303495
>20:21:13
>20:21:13
DAMN YOU AND YOUR SPLIT SECOND REFLEXES!
But the bridge is cool too. Sure, whatever.

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>>1303424
You adjust your drop pod's landing coordinates to just in front of the IMC ship's bridge. Hopefully you'll be able to hijack this whole damn thing!

Your drop pod lands down right in front of the bridge, BLL making a huge dent in the deck as he touches down. At your sides, Hessler and Hess' Titans come down, while everywhere else, more drop pods fall among the landed IMC ships, wreaking havoc everywhere.

Not wasting a second, BLL hefts up his Predator autocannon and fires, sweeping the stream of shells across the ship's bridge. The front viewports shatter as the shells punch through and pulp the hapless bridge crew inside.

However, the ship's crew wouldn't take this standing down. Already, IMC grunts and Titans were boosting up from the hangar decks to the top deck, ready to engage. Hessler and Hess don't waste a second and move in to meet them.

"WELL? WHAT NOW?" BLL asks.

>Help Hessler and Hess fight off the Titans.
>Enter the bridge and try to take control of the systems.
>Other

>>1303550
>Enter the bridge and try to take control of the systems.

>>1303550
>>Help Hessler and Hess fight off the Titans.

>>1303550
>>Enter the bridge and try to take control of the systems.

>>1303550
>Help Hessler and Hess fight off the Titans.
Cruiser won't be doing much with it bridge crew pulped; we can spare some time for fightin'.

>>1303550
>>Enter the bridge and try to take control of the systems.

>>1303550
>>Enter the bridge and try to take control of the systems.

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>>1303550
"BLL, you take care of things out here!" You yell as you pop open the hatch and leap at the vulnerable bridge with your jump kit.

"OF COURSE. LEAVING THE HARD PART TO ME, LIKE ALWAYS." BLL sighs as he spins around to engage the IMC first responders.

You touch down in the now ruined bridge, still choked with smoke, blood, and ash. BLL's gun certainly did make a huge mess, but at least some of the consoles still looked intact-

"HOLLY WATCH OUT, YOU HAVE INCOMING." BLL warns.

You spin around and see an IMC Pilot boosting his way towards the bridge, having managed to slip past your allies. Behind him were a number of grunts and spectres trying to move up to support him as well.

Shit.

>Grab a console and hope you can get it to work.
>You're gonna have to fight them.
>Other

>>1303658
>You're gonna have to fight them.

>>1303658
>>Grab a console and hope you can get it to work.

>>1303658
>You're gonna have to fight them.

>>1303658
>You're gonna have to fight them.

>>1303658
>You're gonna have to fight them.

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>>1303658
Well, looks like you were going to have to do a bit of fighting first if you wanted this cruiser. But the question was, how were you going to handle it?

>Hold your position in the bridge. Make them come to you.
>Take the fight outside. Leverage your better maneuverability to keep ahead of them.
>Other

>>1303728
>>Hold your position in the bridge. Make them come to you.

>>1303728
>Hold your position in the bridge. Make them come to you.

>>1303728
>>Hold your position in the bridge. Make them come to you.

>>1303728
>Hold your position in the bridge. Make them come to you.

>>1303728
>Hold your position in the bridge. Make them come to you.

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>>1303728
You decide to hunker down on the bridge. They'd have to come through the windows if they wanted to get at you, and that made a perfect chokepoint. You take cover behind one of the clearly nonfunctional consoles and aim your rifle, getting ready.

Outside, you could hear the thick, powerful sounds of Titan heavy weapons and the metallic crashing of Titan limbs and bodies slamming into one another. From your position, though, you couldn't really see what was going on.

"BLL, what's going on out there?" You ask.

"OH, WE'RE HAVING A HELL OF A TIME. YOU'RE TOTALLY MISSING OUT." BLL responds sarcastically.

Well, you really didn't have time for BLL's sass right now-

>Roll 1d20

Rolled 9 (1d20)

>>1303799

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>>1303799

Rolled 18 (1d20)

>>1303799

>>1303799
So what does the 20 and the 1 do? Cancel out?

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>>1303799
You squint as you try to discern any sort of enemy movement. A brief shimmer in the air warns you that the enemy Pilot is packing a cloaking device, and you immediately fire off a burst from your rifle in the general direction, bullets sparking off dead consoles and walls.

Compromised, the enemy Pilot shuts off his cloaking and responds with a flurry of submachine gun fire, but he had to aim in haste, while you were already in a prepared position. You drill a three round burst directly into his chestplate, knocking the Pilot back and out of the window.

However, before you could confirm the kill, you're interrupted by more gunfire as a squad of IMC grunts begin clambering in through the shattered bridge windows, firing wildly as they enter.

>They're just grunts. You can handle them!
>You need to retreat.
>Screw it, just blow the whole bridge.
>Other

>>1303849
>They're just grunts. You can handle them!

>>1303849
>>They're just grunts. You can handle them!

>>1303849
>They're just grunts. You can handle them!

>>1303849
>>You need to retreat.

>>1303849
>They're just grunts. You can handle them!

>>1303849
>>They're just grunts. You can handle them!

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>>1303849
Pffft, they were just some lowly grunts. You could totally handle them! You reload your rifle and get ready to engage....

>Roll 1d20

>>1303935
Rollan

Rolled 10 (1d20)

>>1303935

Rolled 6 (1d20)

>>1303938
Shit fuck.

Rolled 18 (1d20)

>>1303935

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>>1303935
You engage your jump kit and your grapple hook, attaching yourself to the ceiling above the grunts. They're not expecting an attack from above, and you aim down and unloading your rifle on their heads, taking out four grunts in less than that many seconds. You then release your grapple just as the remaining grunts turn to engage, dropping below their aim.

You reload as you fall, and the moment you hit the ground, you snap your rifle back to your shoulder and fire off more bursts, taking out the IMC grunts with precision accuracy.

A spectre then tries to climb in, but a hearty kick sends it falling off to the outer hull below, shattering like glass.

"DAMN." Is all BLL can utter.

All right, that should give you some more time to get this damn bridge working. You pull out a hack knife and jam it into one of the still working consoles. Immediately, a list of available subsystems pop up. You look for the potentially most helpful ones...

>WEAPONS
>PROPULSION
>HANGAR CONTROL
>Other

>>1304084
>>PROPULSION
Hey guys, we got a new ship!

>>1304084
>PROPULSION

>>1304084
>HANGAR CONTROL

>>1304084
>>PROPULSION

>>1304084
>HANGAR CONTROL

>>1304084
>>PROPULSION

>>1304084
>HANGAR CONTROL

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>>1304084
You manipulate your hack knife, sifting through the ship's remaining operational systems. You grin as you find what you're looking for. Propulsion.

ENGINES ONLINE

Yes. Yeeeeeees. It looked like propulsion was online and under your control.

You could still hear the sounds of combat outside, though. You weren't sure how long the others could hold out. You mull your options, but you needed to act fast.

>Flip the ship and clear it of hostiles.
>Crash the ship into the the tanker.
>Put it on autopilot and send it out of the battlezone.
>Other

>>1304155
>Crash the ship into the the tanker.

>>1304155
>>Flip the ship and clear it of hostiles.

>>1304155
>Crash the ship into the the tanker.

>>1304155
>>Crash the ship into the the tanker.

>>1304155
>>Crash the ship into the the tanker.

>>1304155
>>Flip the ship and clear it of hostiles.
Take over!

>>1304155
>Crash the ship into the the tanker.

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>>1304155
Well, it seemed like a waste of a perfectly good ship, but crashing this thing into the tankers seemed to be the most expedient way of completing this mission. With a few twists of your knife, you begin to change the ship's orientation and heading so it would be pointing right at the tankers.

"Hey, everybody, I suggest you get the hell off this ship!" You call out on the comms. "Because it's going to be going for a little ride!"

"Wait, what are you doing?" Hessler asks with growing suspicion.

"UNFORTUNATELY, I THINK I HAVE A GOOD IDEA." BLL groans. "DON'T TELL ME YOU'RE GOING TO-"

"I'm going to crash the ship into the tanker." You finish.

"FUCK."

"You crazy-" Hessler pauses. "-nevermind. All units abandon ship! Get clear!"

Outside, you can see the remaining friendly Titans leaping off the side, while the grunts that manged to land dash for waiting dropships.

"COME ON, HOLLY, LETS GET OUT OF HERE!" BLL whines.

"Just a sec!" You protest as you lock in the heading. You then pull the hack knife out and smash the console with the butt of your rifle so that nobody could change it.

However, you're rudely interrupted when a burst of gunfire shoots just above your head. You yelp and duck down, your peripheral vision just catching another pair of IMC Pilots leaping into the bridge.

"INCOMING, HOLLY." BLL unhelpfully warns as he stomps up to the bridge to link up with you.

"Yeah, I noticed!" You yell back as more gunfire pins you down.

The entire ship then lurches as it locks into its new heading, the entire floor slanting as it points its nose toward the ground.

>You're gonna have to fight these guys.
>No time, you need to run!
>Other

>>1304243
>No time, you need to run!

>>1304243
>>No time, you need to run!

Time to go perpendicular!

>>1304243
>No time, you need to run!

>>1304243
>>No time, you need to run!

>>1304243
>No time, you need to run!

>>1304243
>No time, you need to run!

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>>1304243
Shit, you couldn't afford to stay. The ship was going to plummet like a rock in a scant few seconds, and you'd rather be as physically far away from the ship when that happened, considering it would just be a flaming crater.

You eye the shattered bridge windows and the position the two enemy Pilots were. If you were fast enough, you could leap out and link up with BLL.

If you were fast enough...

>Roll 1d20

Rolled 20 (1d20)

>>1304287

Rolled 1 (1d20)

>>1304287

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>>1304287

Rolled 2 (1d20)

>>1304287

Rolled 4 (1d20)

>>1304287
>>1304288
>>1304290
Fuuuuuuuuuuu-

>>1304288
>>1304290
OH COME ON

>>1304288
>>1304290
Oops.

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>>1304287
You make a dash for the windows, leveraging your jump kit as best you can as you attempt a boost slide.

Unfortunately, the enemy Pilots seem to predict your move. A flurry of gunfire cuts into your armor, punching through your side and damaging your jump kit. You give a yelp in pain as you roll awkwardly in a heap on the floor.

"Nailed the bitch!" You hear one of the Pilots whoops.

"Quit fucking around!" The other yells. "Kill her before her Titan-"

"TOO LATE." BLL's optic flashes red as his "face" bursts through the bridge windows.

>Waste the fuckers!
>G-get me out of here!
>Other

>>1304349
>Waste the fuckers!

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>>1304349
>>Waste the fuckers!

>>1304349
>G-get me out of here!

>>1304349
>>G-get me out of here!

>>1304349
>G-get me out of here!

>>1304349
>>>Waste the fuckers!

>>1304349
>>G-get me out of here!

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>>1304349
"G-get me out of here!" You plead as you crawl for the window.

"AFFIRMATIVE." BLL actually sounds professional for once as he reaches his massive hand though the window, clamping it around you like a protective shield and drawing you back into the cockpit. He then pulls away as the Pilots start ineffectually firing at him, bounding for the edge of the plummeting ship. Everybody else was gone at this point.

"Shit shit shit." You groan as you try to administer first aid to your bleeding wound. "Fuck it hurts!"

"AT LEAST YOU'RE STILL ALIVE." BLL grunts as he leaps off the the ship. The rocket boosters you had added on had become an invaluable investment as BLL uses them to arrest his fall, landing in the icy forest on the outskirts of the IMC outpost.

Unfortunately, it looked like those two Pilots hadn't quite given up just yet.

"TWO ENEMY TITANS INCOMING." BLL warns. "ORDERS?"

Suddenly there's a bright flash as the the ship finally crashes down into a tanker, releasing a massive mushroom of fire and smoke in to the sky.

>RUN
>Take them out!
>Other

>>1304391
>Take them out!

>>1304391
>Take them out!

Maybe use one as a shield for the impending blast wave.

>>1304391
>>Take them out!

>>1304391
>RUN

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>>1304391
"Take them out!" You grunt. No doubt they were being piloted by those two asshole Pilots that shot you.

"YOU DO REALIZE THAT THE ENTIRE FUCKING PLANET IS EXPLODING-"

"Just do it!" You snap as you jab yourself with a painkiller injector.

"ROGER." BLL spins around ready to face the two Titans, a Northstar and a Ronin.

>Engage at range with your autocannon.
>Use the last of your propellant for a close range surprise attack!
>Other

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>>1304415
>>Use the last of your propellant for a close range surprise attack!

>>1304415
>Engage at range with your autocannon.

>>1304415
>Engage at range with your autocannon.

>>1304415
>Engage at range with your autocannon.

>>1304415
>Engage at range with your autocannon.

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>>1304415
You reach for the control sticks and have BLL aim his massive autocannon at the approaching Titans, almost uncaring of the massive wall of fire forming behind them and approaching quickly and steadily.

But this was BLL you were talking about. He could take care of these damn Titans easy.

>Roll 1d20

Rolled 2 (1d20)

>>1304430

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>>1304430

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>>1304430

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>>1304430

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>>1304430
BLL's cannon roars, sending tracers flying through the air. The Northstar is able to dodge, but the more vulnerable Ronin is not quite as lucky. With no way to maneuver efficiently in midair, the Ronin is torn apart under the hail of gunfire.

The Northstar meanwhile turns to target you, until a burst of cannon shells lance out, slamming into the enemy Titan's torso and sending it spinning through the air before it's cut in half by a midair slash courtesy of Tarin's Ronin.

"Looked like you needed the help." Tarin says simply as her Ronin sheathes its sword, now bathed in orange light from the massive inferno of burning ship fuel.

>Thanks
>I could have handled it!
>Other

>>1304443
>Thanks

>>1304443
>>Thanks

>>1304443
Thanks

>>1304443
>Thanks

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>>1304443
"Thanks." You breathe a sigh of relief.

"Those are some pretty nice fireworks, Kid." Ramirez says as his Tone saunters out of the treeline, its rifle casually leaning over its shoulder. "I was wondering if you had some sort of death wish when it was going down."

"I do admit, it was an unconventional but effective tactic." Hessler mumbles as her silver Titan also marches out of the trees.

"A really cool tactic!" Hess says happily as her heavy Titan bounds out and slaps BLL on the back, jarring the entire cockpit. "Didn't know you had it in you!"

"Um, thanks?" You squeak.

"Anyways, I'm getting word from Sarah that the IMC fleet is pulling out." Tarin pops the hatch on her Ronin and gazes at the inferno a scant few miles away. "Guess they don't have a reason to stick around anymore."

"You think we're gonna get medals for this?" Ramirez muses.

"Once the war is over, I suppose." Tarin shrugs. "But I'm pretty sure this won't be the last we see of the IMC."

"Sometimes I really wonder if we joined the right side." Hessler pops her hatch too to gaze at the inferno. "So what happens next?"

"We get ready for the next fight." Tarin says simply. "There will always be another."

"Heh, well, as long as I got BLL here, I'm not worried." You grin.

"AW SHUCKS, YOU'RE EMBARRASSING ME." BLL grumbles.

"All right, let's move out. That fire's probably going to spread this way soon." Tarin grunts as she withdraws back into her Ronin. "Let's head for the extraction point."

As you motley little collection of Titans trudges away, BLL speaks to you on a private line.

"HEY, ARE YOU OKAY?"

"Yes, BLL." Your roll your eyes.

"THAT WAS A CLOSE CALL THERE, YOU KNOW."

"What, were you worried?" You chuckle.

"YES." BLL says simply. "DESPITE WHAT I SAY, I AM STILL BOUND BY MY PROGRAMMING TO PROTECT MY PILOT."

"R-right." You pause, momentarily taken off guard by BLL actually being somewhat sincere. "Sorry."

"NOTHING TO APOLOGIZE FOR. YOU ARE THE PILOT AFTER ALL." BLL rumbles. "JUST BE MORE CAREFUL NEXT TIME, ALL RIGHT?"

"I'll keep that in mind." You lean back in your seat and yawn. A side effect of the painkiller, you suppose.

"AND YOU STAY AWAY FROM THAT HESS GIRL. I THINK SHE'S NOTHING BUT TROUBLE."

You can't help but break out in laughter. Looks like you and BLL were match made in heaven after all...

>And that's it for TITANFALL! I hope you all had as much fun as I did on this short-run quest, but now we'll be moving on to the main show. Stay tuned in two weeks for FRONTIER KNIGHT QUEST!
>But first things first, next week is April Fools Day, and I've got a nice surprise planned for that day, so make sure not to miss it!

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>>1304461
Thanks for the run, Merc! See you on Fool's Day.

>>1304461
Thanks for running Merc!
>FRONTIER KNIGHT QUEST!
Are you going to be ok writing a quest without guns in it Merc?

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>>1304466
It's going to be challenge, that's for sure!

>>1304461
By "Frontier," do you meant the Titanfall Frontier, or something else?

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>>1304475
Nope! We're talking about a completely different frontier here!