Now comes Roarke's worst nightmare, bureaucrats.

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>>1885073
Hoy wong. Got bored during the weekend and made the O in mekton. Still managed to keep this model under 225. https://pastebin.com/nLknsmXd
Let's see how this meeting will go!

>>1885073

http://www.ign.com/articles/2017/09/19/tgs-2017-zone-of-the-enders-the-2nd-runner-remaster-with-vr-support-announced?abthid=59c0cde666c5be113d000025

VR ZOE

Perhaps if this does well we'll see another entry in the series.

Can't believe we're almost at 100 threads.

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“You know, beloved, most men would take a transport on their honeymoon and not two ships.” Fatima remarks lightheartedly, holding onto your arm and watching the stars roll past the viewscreen.

“Technically, I just took the one.” You remark, “Oda wanting to go on vacation was his own affair.”

She pinches your arm lightly, “One battleship, my wolf.”

You look at her askance, “...But it's MY battleship.”

She smiles and pinches your cheek, “Yes, yes it is.” She looks out the window, and frowns, “So, this is the fabled Academy of Jupiter.”

You nod, looking out at the cluster of colonies. It's bigger than California Station, although most of it is residential nooks for students and buildings where classes are taught. Channel and Pangassius-class cruisers move like slow, heavy fish around the graceful ebony shark that is the Rhinehawk.

“By Allah...” Mohammed, recently promoted to First Mate with the understanding that it might be changed as circumstances and his own talents permit, stares out at it.

Fatima gives him a slightly grumpy frown, “Do not gawp, Mars has many fine military training facilities that require less ostentatious security measures because WE do not concentrate all of our officer cadets in one PLACE.” She harrumphs in a way you've come to understand is quite probably jealousy as a guardian satellite drifts by, bristling with weaponry. “Roarke, aren't you going to get dressed up for this?”

You smile and shrug, “No need. This is my uniform, the only one I need.” You tug the hem of your jacket and wink at her behind your sunglasses, “I only wear a suit when I plan on getting fucked.”, you cover up your nervousness with the ease of long practice. Doing this reminds you uncomfortably of the circus act where a man puts his head inside a lion's mouth. What's protecting you from all those Jovian guns, after all? The reassurances of UJCIDF personnel? Your own declaration of statehood? No, your only shield is that you're a politically expedient person in this time and place, and that's a gossamer aegis indeed.

Mohammed snickers at your remark.

[Continued]

>>1885157
The flagship of the Iron Kestrels here is gonna make the defence force here nervous ahaha.

This BB is a beast and adding on Roarke and his waifus, they could blow up the entire place if they were so inclined to.

>>1885168
If our six wifes are onboard i don't know why Roarke would be nervous. Just the girls would be enough work for all this Jupiter military. Don't forget we still have Oda and Brazilanon self inserted in it.

>>1885199
Probably because if shit goes down they could just blow up the Rhinehawk.

>>1885204
Aye. Sides, even as good as we are, enough missiles and fire power could take down roarke. Not to mention that there is still Joe and other aces in the wing.

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“My King, is that not the Iulia Maesa?” Mohammed points at a dark shape hovering at port beyond the flock of cruisers. There are flights of training Shetlands and unarmed Bluegills everywhere, students practicing formations most likely.

You watch them with an instinctive urge to cause trouble, hoping deep in your heart that your days of troublemaking are not forever behind you, “Hm?”

“So it is. Well, they must have repossessed it. You don't just scuttle a battleship when its commander is arrested, after all.” Fatima's voice is harsh, “A summary execution would be more than that...that she-toad deserved. Oh, there's a Wels there, too.” She points, then yelps, “Ah! Look at that! What a lovely ship!” She gushes.

Her gushing is understandable, the big red warship is distinctively Martian in its lines, rather resembling the Rhinehawk with its smoothly tapered prow and curving wings, although it has fewer of them.

You're still watching the formations, one mock battle between two groups of Bluegills with lightguns is getting rather close to the ship.

>[Behave like a dignified monarch and proceed apace to the summit]
>[Get in the Knuckle Kaiser and troll the children]

>>1885242
>>[Get in the Knuckle Kaiser and troll the children]
Roarke's always gonna be Roarke. Besides call it impromptu training exercise between nations.

>>1885242
>[Get in the Knuckle Kaiser and troll the children]
Time to autograph all the cadets mecha

>>1885156
It seems like just yesterday that Thunder rolled a 10 for seducing Clemmy and Wong allowed it for Shenenigans.

>>1885242
>[Get in the Knuckle Kaiser and troll the children]

>>1885242
>>[Get in the Knuckle Kaiser and troll the children]
Deploy the fist bumps and mech sized t-shirt cannons!
But really, no need to be stiff so long as we don't hurt them. Could help motivate them to train harder.

>>1885242
>>[Get in the Knuckle Kaiser and troll the children]

>>1885264
We've come a long way. We can beat up a big zam all by ourself now.

>>1885242
>>[Get in the Knuckle Kaiser and troll the children]

Inpromptu exercise and greeting to the kids here. Perhaps we'll send some of our to train alongside them if they're not bad.

>>1885242
>>[Get in the Knuckle Kaiser and troll the children]

As if we would pick any other choice.

>>1885269
Does the t-shirt cannon fire mech-sized shirts or like a burst of human-sized shirts?

>>1885324
>I fought Roarke and all I got was this lousy t-shirt.

>>1885324
>Mech sized T-shirts
How ludicrously impractical
I LOVE IT
they would several meters tall
Not to mention the cost of making each shirt

>>1885242
>[Get in the Knuckle Kaiser and troll the children]

Time to get in trouble.

>>1885324
Depends on the model. Would need a bigger gun for bigger mechs, and I bet blast could shower an area in t-shirts.

>>1885336
>Not to mention the cost of making each shirt

Hey! Qu'liri sweatshops offer very attractive and affordable pricing.

Reading through the earlier thread I realized, we never changed the crew uniforms.

>>1885364

Something to work on.

Imagine if we have the jacket + sunglasses combo be the ceremonial military attire of our navy.

>>1885386
We have to give the women stockings, guarder belts, and miniskirts.

>>1885392
>Meido ceremonial wear

>>1885400
We aren't Oda.

>>1885400
That's Oda's ship anon.

>>1885392
Isn't that the birdge bunnies outfit?

>>1885407
Don't think they have a codified outfit.

>>1885407
Bridge*

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Fatima puts her hands on the viewscreen, “That must be custom-built, I don't even know what kind that is! Ooh, I want the specs! Darling wolf, do you think you could look into it for me?” She turns her head, but you're no longer there, “Roarke?” Her smile vanishes, “Where exactly did you go, hm?”

Mohammed edges away from her, not wanting to be blamed for this.

With a huge grin on your face, you leap from wall to wall with your suit electromagnets deactivated, speeding past and above the crew members and grabbing a lift just before it closes, taking it down to the mechbay and kicking off, grabbing your pilot suit and putting it on in motion...which is easier than it sounds in zero-G...before kicking off the deck and flipping into the cockpit of the Knuckle Kaiser. “Bridge, it's me.” You open up comms, “Slow to ¼ and maintain current heading, one mech for launch.”

“Right on it!” Karen calls out, racing to the control room.

Samantha peers at you over the comms, “What are you up to?” As is her habit, she's on the bridge, where she can keep an eye on everything.

“Being a good role model.” You casually reply, stepping the Kaiser onto the catapult ramp. You see Karen waving, and as always, you wave back, before the bayside door of the airlock closes. Another opens, space wheeling beyond the metal tube, and you bend your knees and brace the Kaiser's legs before the power of electricity hurls you into space.

You zip between the two teams like a comet.

“U-Unidentified mecha, this area has been cleared for Class 111-B's use, halt and identify!” An uncertain female voice reaches you, squeaky and juvenile.

“Ma'am, that's not unidentified, it's...” A boy's voice chimes in, throaty with awe.

Backlit by the lights of the Academy, you pose with your arms crossed, drones still tucked away in their passive pose behind you,

“Bronze team! Veridian team! Epsilon formation!” The boy barks out. “Training exercise concluded! Our new target is the Black Ogre!”

You raise a hand and point at them with the tip of one finger, opening comms yourself, “The game...is TAG!”

>[roll 1d10+6]

>>1885392
Clearly Roarke needs a personal stockings and guarder belt cannon to fire into crowds of adoring citizens

>>1885410
Funny... i remember Sam using a uniform just like that. Oh well whatev'r

Rolled 5 + 6 (1d10 + 6)

>>1885412
>>1885413
It's called GARTER, filthy pleb.

Rolled 6 + 16 (1d10 + 16)

>>1885412
You're it

Rolled 1 + 6 (1d10 + 6)

>>1885412
Oh boy

>>1885415

She designed and handmade her own. It has a greatcoat, big military hat with a lacy band around it, and a black-and-white schoolgirl uniform with stockings and garters.

Rolled 1, 9 = 10 (2d10)

>>1885419

Rolled 6 + 6 (1d10 + 6)

>>1885412
Can't catch me i'm The king of the Belt!

>>1885423
>She designed and handmade her own.

Dam that girl is great.

>>1885424
So someone is going 'BLACK OGRE' while another rushes right in.

>>1885436
As espected of rookies looking at motherfucking us.

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>>1885392
I'd follow you to hell and back Commander Thunderbird!

>>1885412

So are we IT first or?

>>1885442
If we aren't someone is about to try and make us it. The poor fool. Also, tackles are a thing we can do with out bits and ourselves. No damage, +1 to hit and they lose an action.

Rolled 6, 1, 4, 4, 6, 2 = 23 (6d10)

>>1885424

Viridian Team acts first, disperses and moves ahead with half of their movement, that's six incoming attacks, then your turn. Roll dodge, 1d10+16

Cadets act with a +9 modifier.

Rolled 1 + 16 (1d10 + 16)

>>1885450
Do better scrubs

Rolled 1 + 16 (1d10 + 16)

>>1885450
Even our ones win here!

Rolled 5 + 16 (1d10 + 16)

>>1885450
>>1885452
>>1885455
All dem 1s.

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Rolled 4 + 16 (1d10 + 16)

>>1885450

>>1885458
They have to win by at least 7. Even rolling ones Roarke still flies circles around them

Rolled 7 + 16 (1d10 + 16)

>>1885450

>>1885450
Well at least two pilots of Viridian team are promising.

Rolled 4 (1d10)

>>1885465

We'll see how much of a clusterfuck it is if I bring back exploding 10s and de-exploding 1s for more luck factor in fights from now on. Roll another 1d10 for me.

>>1885455

You too.

Rolled 8 (1d10)

>>1885485

Rolled 4 + 16 (1d10 + 16)

>>1885485
Aye

Rolled 10 (1d10)

>>1885485

>>1885488

Your final result is a 15 versus 9. Very unlucky, but this is why you have an Active Shield. No hit.

>>1885455

No hit.

>>1885458

No hit.

>>1885462

No hit.

>>1885468

No hit.

>>1885491

Oi, you didn't roll a 1!

One more 1d10+16, please.

Rolled 8 + 16 (1d10 + 16)

>>1885503

>>1885503
Oh now I see what happened.

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Rolled 5 + 16 (1d10 + 16)

>>1885503

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The Bluegills split into two groups of six. The two squads with a green-painted pauldron fan out in front of and on either side of the two squads with a bronze pauldron, zipping forward ahead of their fellows and going for encirclement. Each one fires a single shot with their lightguns at you.

The Viridian Team Leader, presumably, is a good shot for a kid. His attack is dead on and he actually must be predicting where you'll move because he leads you into it, although your shield moves into the way. You can always rely on your mech. Charging in headfirst, you skim another shot, then a third, fourth, fifth, and sixth.

You select a target mid-flight to tag.

>[Choose your target.]

ALSO

>[Deploy drones or keep them back?]

>>1885512

Ignore those guys to the south, don't know how they got on there.

>>1885512
>1006
>Deploy drones
Maximum bully

Can we build a Bigger Zam?

>>1885512
>Target: Viridian Team Lead, whichever unit he is.

"Good shot kid, heres your reward."


>Don't deploy drones.

Keep it fun.

>>1885512
>Don't deploy drones.

not real sure where we should go, though.

>>1885512
>1006
>No drones

Let's make then force us to use our drones.

>>1885522

He's at 1008.

>>1885533
Then he gets a hug and get to be it.

>>1885512
>>1885522
>>1885533
Target 1008 then

>>1885527
>>1885516

1006 is empty space, do you mean 1008?

Also, keep in mind that Bronze Team acts next and if you still have Viridians between you and them they can't shoot at you from their current position.

>>1885533
>>1885516
1008 then, those numbers are small.

>>1885512
>1008
No drones

>>1885539
Yes that's what i meant.

Give me a 1d10+14 roll.

Rolled 7 + 14 (1d10 + 14)

>>1885556
Watch my leet critfail

Rolled 6 + 14 (1d10 + 14)

>>1885556

Rolled 6 + 14 (1d10 + 14)

>>1885556

Rolled 8 + 14 (1d10 + 14)

>>1885556

Rolled 4 + 9 (1d10 + 9)

>>1885558

Rolled 9 + 8 (1d10 + 8)

>>1885569

>>1885572
Ora, ora.~

Wonder who their sending to stop us please be Merrow

Rolled 10, 10, 9, 8 = 37 (4d10)

And with the start of turn two, four attacks from the two remaining members of that Viridian squad while the other squad circles.

Bronze gets no attacks, they just move into position.

Reminder, you're in space, so no free walking movement to turn with.

Rolled 7, 7 = 14 (2d10)

>>1885610

Rolled 10 + 16 (1d10 + 16)

>>1885610
Jesus these recruits,

>>1885610
>>1885613

So that's 26, 26, 18, 17. The first one is autoparried no matter what!

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>>1885610
Eh~

>>1885569
>>1885572
>>1885610
>>1885613
I love winning as much as the next guy but desu I can't wait for that moment we have to go up against the Terrans and Roarke literally gets stomped by one of their mechs.

>>1885621
I think gonna be Belegor who gives us our first L.

>>1885618

Whoever rolls next might want to spend Maneuver~ Still three more to go after Thunderbird nailed that roll.

>>1885610

These are good recruits.

They deserve something special. Maybe we should arrange a meet with this class later. Hand our sunglasses or something.

Rolled 5 + 16 (1d10 + 16)

>>1885628
Add 1 point of luck

Rolled 5 + 16 (1d10 + 16)

>>1885610
+2 MV

>>1885629
Nah. maybe the equivalent of a pat on the head, but nothing like giving them our shades

>>1885628
Wait, do light guns do more than 4 damage? Cause beta armor. Also, exploding die are horrifying.

>>1885627
I can absolutely see that, but from what I remember of the Terrans' build-up from a while ago. They're gonna be the first stomp.

>>1885634
Not our shades definitely but more like iron kestrel fan goods.

>>1885634
Yeah just give out some autographs

>>1885638
I think Roarke being Roarke will luck his way to victory in that one.

Always one roll short.

Plus, you need to roll a parry. One maneuver was NOT GOOD ENOUGH!

Rolled 3 + 16 (1d10 + 16)

>>1885647
rollan, add 2 luck

Rolled 1 + 16 (1d10 + 16)

>>1885628
+1MV

Rolled 10 (1d10)

Rolled 2 (1d10)

>>1885657

Possible future SOUL ace?

>>1885636
I never liked exploding die. It gets confusing when there are a ton of rolls. Also has a tendency to make things anticlimactic or just plain silly.

>>1885657
damn son.

Is this still viridian team lead?

Also heres a vote against explody dice.

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>>1885642
>Biomech bigger than Zam
>Beating it with luck
I want to believe anon, but I'm too old.

Reading through some old threads and it seems that Bethany first appears at the fight at Auditorium.

>>1885670
Believe in pulling an Amos. BELIEVE MOTHERFUCKER, BELIEVE.

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You keep your drones back for now, altering your straight flight to curve around towards the right-side formation of Viridian Team, your curving flight ending with a tremendous roundhouse kick...which you abort moments before it would have stoved in the Viridian team leader's Bluegill's chest by firing all thrusters in counterpoint to your momentum. The tip of the Kaiser's toe taps the Bluegill's chest, “You're out.” You announce succinctly.

“Fiddlesticks!” The stuttery girl from earlier huffs.

The block of Bronze Team Bluegills splits in half, the group closer to you elongating from a triangle into a line as they approach, not firing their weapons with the Viridian formation blocking their way. These are kids, after all, and you're used to using asteroids and enemy mecha as cover, they're learning a valuable lesson about keeping the lane clear.

The two remaining members of the squad, though, don't hesitate, each firing two shots. One misses cleanly, despite doing a very good job. The other...

“One hit, right fist!” A brisk, coldly feminine girl's voice rings out.

“Yeah, but that wouldn't take out his hand. That's the Black Ogre.” The boy from earlier points out, “The armor would barely be dented by a standard Bluegill cannon!”

You put your arm behind your back, and wave it off with your left hand, “No, no, this is alright. It's a training exercise for all of us, after all. I should be more used to guarding my hands.”

“That's so cool!” Another kid gushes, a husky-sounding boy from Bronze Team.

“Alright.” You clench your remaining fist. “Let's see how you deal with this!”

>[Roll 1d10+18s!]

Rolled 7 + 18 (1d10 + 18)

>>1885688
ORA ORA ORA

Rolled 10 + 18 (1d10 + 18)

>>1885688

Rolled 8 + 18 (1d10 + 18)

>>1885688
Having a good time!

I slightly fucked up the rules on that last dropkick because Roarke should've ended up in the Viridian team leader's space but since it's just Roarke and a bunch of kids fucking around it's alright.

Rolled 8 + 18 (1d10 + 18)

>>1885688

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>>1885642
I wonder how Terran Mechs look like.

>inb4 is pic related

Rolled 5, 1, 7 = 13 (3d10)

>>1885692
>>1885697
>>1885699

>>1885688
Play dis Wong
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=QtxlCsVKkvY

Rolled 8 + 18 (1d10 + 18)

>>1885688
Lets play some tunes.

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=TT8e7i0ccLQ

>>1885710
Forgot to post the mixtapes.
https://pastebin.com/BQ756VLe

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>>1885705
There are apparently rumors of them being biomechanical.

Unless I'm misremembering.

>>1885706
Middle guy gets to enjoy the harpy swarm experience. thats a 10 vs a 28.

Rolled 10 + 18 (1d10 + 18)

>>1885688
Oh we forgot to turn on the music that's why we aren't having so good rolls.

>>1885725
...sounds about right

>>1885712
I'm disappointed you never added Painkiller to this.

>>1885709
Why not Stargazer instead?

>>1885732
We haven't gotten a new mixtape in a while so I haven't been able to add new ones, I changed out some ones that weren't fighting music though. And its a low stakes spar Daddy cool is fine for that, save Stargazer for later

Rolled 8, 3, 8 = 19 (3d10)

>>1885716

The rumors are that they show up en masse, don't communicate, don't show mercy, and kill anything that enters the Earth's atmosphere uninvited. They're rumored to be WEIRD, but outside maybe RCC brass and people wealthy enough to live on Terra nobody's seen them and lived to tell the tale.

Except maybe for Bruce Kelly.

>>1885750
Wait Wong what about the Kaiser Grin?

AHEM. VOTE FOR OR AGAINST EXPLODING 10s/DE-EXPLODING 1s HERE!

>>1885753
>Against
As much as I like added difficulty since we've been stomping shit it makes things less believable.

>>1885753
against

>>1885753
No exploding dice pls.

>>1885753
Against.

>>1885753
>AGAINST

>>1885752

Doesn't come out when you're fucking around.

Rolled 6 (1d10)

>>1885750

Oops, forgot one.

>>1885750
>>1885779

So dodge a 17, 12, 17, and 15. 1d10+16s!

No more exploding dice by vote of the thread!

>>1885750
>>1885753
How many is "en masse" 100, 200, 1000?

>>1885787

Whoops, my bad, they're attacking from the rear! 19, 14, 19, and 17!

Rolled 10 + 16 (1d10 + 16)

>>1885787
Time to MIX IT UP

Rolled 5 + 16 (1d10 + 16)

>>1885787

Rolled 1 + 16 (1d10 + 16)

>>1885787
Don't forget to turn on the music the kids deserved it.

Rolled 5 + 16 (1d10 + 16)

>>1885787

>>1885797
Shit i fucked up.

>>1885800
You fucked up.

>>1885800

Roll me a parry versus 19.

Rolled 2 + 16 (1d10 + 16)

>>1885806

Rolled 7 + 16 (1d10 + 16)

>>1885806

Rolled 8 + 16 (1d10 + 16)

>>1885806

>>1885808

I was asking >>1885800 to roll that. It's easier to keep track of when the person who made the dodge roll makes the parry too.

Two maneuver is an automatic parry by the way.

>>1885817
ah ok, my bad

>>1885816
Uhull i didn't fucked up again!

>>1885808
You however...

>>1885823
Let he who is innocent cast the first stone!

>>1885738
> Call me Daddy

>>1885753
> Against

We should be good enough to not crit wreck kids

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>>1885828

Rolled 10, 6, 8, 8, 5 = 37 (5d10)

I went with Play Ball, I hope that's fine.

>>1885808
>>1885815

>>1885834
Its fine now.

>>1885834

Autoparry and dodge, remaining Viridian attacks are versus 18, 18, 16.

Rolled 4 + 16 (1d10 + 16)

>>1885844
Keep schooling these kids

>>1885844

Ahem. Give me more 1d10+16s.

Rolled 1 + 16 (1d10 + 16)

>>1885844

Rolled 8 + 16 (1d10 + 16)

>>1885848

Rolled 6 + 16 (1d10 + 16)

>>1885848
Lets take these kids on a crash course in Rock

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Rolled 7 + 16 (1d10 + 16)

>>1885844

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With one hand, huh? Fortunately, you're used to that. When you first got the Kaiser, it only had one, and even without your right hand functioning, you've still got your left, and your jabs are as fast as ever.

You look at the enemy formation, grin...and surge forward, hitting the button and calling out a song name.

'Listen!' ACDC instructs.

'Pick me up!'
'Fill my cup!'

The pilot right in front of you, the one who shot your fist, hisses over the comms and throws her shield up, only to lower it in confusion when she isn't struck. Instead, you circle around her, and kick her friend out of the way as gently as possible to avoid damaging the teammate's Bluegill. “One out!” Twisting your leg and its thrusters to throw your mech around into a cross-body haymaker, you jerk back at the last second and flick a Bronze team member on the chest with your fingertip, “Two outs!” You twist your legs and the flow of your thrusters, and gently tap the next nearest Bronze in the stomach with your left elbow, gracefully spinning like a top, “Three outs!”

'Pour me another round!'

There's a chorus of gasps and muted applause, the newly downed Viridian maneuvering out of the way so they don't all bump into each other. It costs you a bit of cover, but there's no need to complain about that.

'Come on in, mix in the sin!'

The Bronze formation is crisp for a bunch of cadets, and while the southern squad that had formed a line just watched its northern squad lose 2/3 of its members, they don't hesitate. The rightmost cadet stays where he is, firing at your rear, while the others cross over and each fire a shot of their own.

'Come in and join the crowd'

Their surviving teammate from the wounded squad unhesitatingly circles around his defeated comrades to join their formation, forming a jagged firing line.

'I said it's party time'

You're too damned fast, dodging like a bolt of monochromatic lightning even with your back turned. You don't survive to become a pirate officer, let alone a Pirate King, by being taken in by people shooting at your back, and although one shot comes close it's far enough to the side for you to turn your shield and catch it.

'When I'm on the loose, make it feel alright.'

The Viridian squad and its remaining remnant team up too, forming a ball that shoots beams of harmless light at you. Again, you catch two on your shield and dodge the rest.

>[Choose where you want to go and roll 1d10+18s]

Rolled 2 + 18 (1d10 + 18)

>>1885870
Move to 1010 and start letting loose

Rolled 9 + 18 (1d10 + 18)

>>1885870
1010

Rolled 8 + 18 (1d10 + 18)

>>1885870
Go After 1111, reinforce the lessons of keeping firing lanes clear and see how they handle shooting when if they miss, their stray shots might head towards their allies.

You know we really should work on upping our dodge skill now that we are maxed in h2h and piloting.

>>1885876

This might actually be better than 1010 if you're entering their hexes and kicking them out instead of kicking from an empty hex.

Rolled 4 + 18 (1d10 + 18)

>>1885870
Punch through to 0810

>>1885876
I like this plan.

>>1885876
Sure lets do it.

Rolled 10, 3, 10 = 23 (3d10)

>>1885874
>>1885875
>>1885876

>>1885899

That miss creates a really weird situation. One sec. You're at...1110 because you missed, I believe, but you manage to take out the Bluegill at 1111 with a punch, and do the same to the one at 1009.

>>1885909
"I totally meant to do that."

>>1885915
Roarke's taking it easy on the kids.

>>1885909
The god of rock are smilling upon Roarke

>>1885919
Want to see their faces when their instructor tells then that.

Rolled 7, 10, 5, 7, 10, 7 = 46 (6d10)

Bronze and Viridian Team's attacks together.

Rolled 6 + 16 (1d10 + 16)

>>1885927

>>1885926
I mean they should know that considering how the battle of Phaeton went.

>>1885926
They should very well know. Considering that roarke slows down his attacks to tap them out rather than trash their mechs.

>>1885927

Kids are pretty good.

Come on, guys, you know you need to roll some 1d10+16s.

Rolled 9 + 16 (1d10 + 16)

>>1885932

Rolled 2 + 16 (1d10 + 16)

>>1885932
>>1885927
Oh it seems they got motivated now.

Rolled 10 + 16 (1d10 + 16)

>>1885932

Rolled 2 + 16 (1d10 + 16)

>>1885932

Rolled 5 + 16 (1d10 + 16)

>>1885932

Parry!

Rolled 5 + 16 (1d10 + 16)

>>1885949
nyaaaa

Rolled 9 + 16 (1d10 + 16)

>>1885949

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It's like some large, fast-moving predator that can't turn well fighting a bunch of smaller, agile creatures. Say a lion fighting baboons. You spin around and charge, and for a moment, you think you're about to take out another three...tapping the girl who hit your right fist earlier with a spinning backhand in passing.

'Listen, drinks all around...'

...but the Bronze Team pilot you're aiming for is clever and fast, and he zips to the side, denying you the chance to get between him and his squaddies, even though it opens him up to getting flicked on the chest, “Two more outs!” You announce. You're practically building a fortress of downed Bluegills.

'I'm in the mood.'

“Wow, he's the real deal.” One pilot remarks.

“Half of us are out and he's fighting us with one hand behind his back!” Another protests.

'Because the night is mine!' AC/DC informs them.

“Keep it together!” The boy who recognized you commands. “All deserters will be short-sheeted!” His Bronze squad each fire a shot at you, pull off, and regroup, “We're doing alright so far!”

The remaining Viridian squad, for contrast, splits up, one jumping the barricade of beaten Bluegills...with some protest from the girl whose mech's face he plants his mech's foot on...to attack you from behind, one circling, and one moving just a bit for a better shot. You have to swivel your shield to block the last one, but on the whole you dodge like a maniac and avoid being tagged.

>[Roll 1d10+18s!]

Rolled 2 + 18 (1d10 + 18)

>>1885960
>Someones coming to spoil our fun

Move to 1212. Time to take out as many as we can and wrap it up.

Rolled 10 + 18 (1d10 + 18)

>>1885960

Rolled 1 + 18 (1d10 + 18)

>>1885960
Yeah move to 1212, stupid asshole coming to ruin our good time.

Rolled 4, 3, 4 = 11 (3d10)

>>1885954
>>1885972
>>1885973

Once we take our this group of four we should ENDEX and chat with the kids abit. Get their name and class.

>>1885960
I bet it's Jesus.

It's Jesus isn't?

>>1885997
why would Jesus be here? he's with Lysa back on the Auditorium probably

>>1885997
I'm gonna say Joshia, or possibly AMOS

>>1885997
Nah. It should be shinn and the girl who tagged us, luna.

>>1885999
Dunno i thought that after the wedding he went back to soul with Amos.

Oh maybe it's the martian?

Rolled 10 + 18 (1d10 + 18)

>>1885960

Rolled 2, 8, 4, 10 = 24 (4d10)

Oh, right, roll 1d10+16s.

Rolled 5 + 18 (1d10 + 18)

>>1885960

Rolled 1 + 16 (1d10 + 16)

>>1886016
Almost done with these kids

Rolled 4 + 16 (1d10 + 16)

>>1886016

Rolled 9 + 16 (1d10 + 16)

>>1886016

Rolled 9 + 16 (1d10 + 16)

>>1886016
m'kay

>>1885875
>>1885934
>>1885954
>>1885973
>>1886022
9,9,10,9
wew my dice want to beat up the little Cadets

Rolled 2, 1 = 3 (2d10)

...And then, versus +17...

>>1886026
Bully

Rolled 5 + 16 (1d10 + 16)

>>1886028
Get the fuck out here Jesus.

Rolled 5 + 16 (1d10 + 16)

>>1886028
Well hello there new guy~

Rolled 8 + 16 (1d10 + 16)

>>1886028

Rolled 1, 7, 6 = 14 (3d10)

>>1886028

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Posting momentarily. Have the final battle map for now.

>>1886039
>dat distance
lads lasted a while against us, should we use the drones now?

>>1886041
If it is Amos yeah, gotta see how the farmboy stacks up.

>>1886039
So.. who wants to fish with grapple chan?

Rolled 7 + 16 (1d10 + 16)

>>1886039
>>1886043
Patrician taste.

>>1886041
If it is and theres time to continue to play, lets go for it.

Tell the kids to keep their eyes open and don't blink.

But if the conference is about to start, we should get going.

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“You have great teamwork, but you're not adapting quickly enough. Bunching together against a fast close-quarters mech is suicide, even though I'm not using my drones.” You chastize the remaining Bronze squadron as you hit them like a bowling ball and scatter them with a series of tags.

'Let's play ball!'

“You have drones!?” The Bronze leader groans, “You really were taking it easy on us...”

'Shoot it down the wall!'

“If it's any consolation, I didn't get to attend the Academy.” You inform him

'Let's play ball, baby!'

“You're getting a much stronger start than I did. Losing in a fight like this isn't a bad thing, defeat makes you stronger, and being able to lose without seeing your friends die all around you is a precious thing. I've tried to avoid killing others, when I can, but...a battlefield is a dangerous and unpredictable place.” You tell him seriously, swiveling to face Viridian's remaining squad pulling together and approaching from the rear.

'Battin' down the stalls!'

You dodge their fire, but then, in the distance, you see a scarlet glint.

'Play, play, play ball!'

Beams of slender indigo light flit through space...and you hear the three remaining cadets gasp simultaneously.

“Tag, tag, tag~” She sounds so cheerfully smug, “A battlefield really is a dangerous and unpredictable place, isn't it? OhohohoHOHOHOHOHOHO~!” The Archen spreads its arms wide, “I think I've gotten even stronger, darling! I barely aimed and I'm still threading the needle!”

"That really wasn't fair to them." You remark.

"Nonsense! I set my lasers to 'tag' mode, you think I, Red Siren, wouldn't be able to do that? This is good practice for them! The one you should really be worried about is you...da~rrr~ling~!"

[Continued]

>>1886047
>Fight with Rosita
THE TRUE DARK SOULS IS NOW

>>1886047
Oh shit! Grudge match from when we spanked her butt in Bluegill Joe!

Rosita Kim Starwind has advanced to Mecha Piloting 9, Mecha Gunnery 9.

>>1886047
Ah Best girl is here. Time for a little show between aces?

>>1886052
Did they all hyphenate?

>inb4 all waifus come out to play tag against Roarke. The winner gets to go with Roarke to the meeting.

>>1886056

Of course not. Kim is her maiden name, she took your name.

>>1886052
The royal family is incredible strong

>>1886059
I've never seen women refereed to by their maiden names after being married? Is that a thing?

>>1886062

I've seen it before, I just used her full name here because it was the first time you've seen Starwind at the end of it.

>>1886062
I have seen it happen. The married name is dominant, but it shows her roots. Think of it like her maiden name becoming a middle name for her.

>>1886065
Your right, it was nice to see something like that. By the by what are Lori and Fatima's id's on our phone? I remember you telling us the rest of the girls ages ago.

>>1886062
It's her title card.

>>1886047
So new game?

Kaiser protects the Bluegills while the kids try to tag the Archen?

>>1886062
Couple different ways its done based on prominence. (nee Maiden) and Maiden-Married

>>1886074
its us versus her now. she took out the remaining kiddies

>>1886076
She tagged the kids.

None are actually dead.

We reset the tags and then got 13 v 1 on a girl who interrupted our game of tag.

>>1886077
Nah, I'd rather fight Rosie one on one considering we've never had the opportunity to deal with EWF or shadow clones as Oda would say.

>>1886080
We've also never really done much "defense of others."

Which is better: Spanking her or Spanking her while we have a handicap?

>>1886088
I'd rather get the experience fighting weapons we haven't fought with no help.

>>1886088
Nah, let's just spank her and be on our way. The kids have learned plenty from this already.

>>1886090
>>1886089
>>1886088
And after we win there will be spanking in the bedroom. And Karen.will be the one with the whip.~

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>>1886093
>Involving Karen

>>1886094
Don't forget; 5 Rosita scenes are now Karennnnns!

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“You've always been incredible.” You tell her sincerely.

Rosita giggles, “It's true I get that a lot, but from you, I believe it.”

“Awwww.” One of the girls remarks, “Gaios, how come I'M never incredible?” It's the cold-sounding girl who shot you in the hand, she sounds a bit huffy.

“Didn't think it needed mentioning.” The boy who first recognized you comments breezily. “It's obvious to everyone, right?”

She huffs and breaks from pretending to be frozen to pat his mech on the head.

“Hey, kids, what are your names? Maybe we'll see each other again.” You ask.

The leader of Bronze Squad jerks his thumb at himself, “Gaios de Vito. Sound off, Bronze.”

“Winifred Thomas!” A girl raises her hand. She seems the sort to do that a lot, something about her tone fits your mental image of an academic girl.

“Jyri MacIntyre.” The squaddie who dodged your kick waves. He has a deep, gravelly sort of voice, probably a big lad even if he's not the most handsome.

“2nd Squad Leader Rafael Watson.” The first Bronze you took out salutes cavalierly, “Bit of bad luck there, I'm afraid...”

“Donella Horne.” A girl's voice, kind and a bit starstruck, “Don't worry about it, Raffy, it's just a training exercise.”

“Ealasaid Choi.” Another girl, “Oh my JOVE I cannot BE-lieve I'm meeting THE Roarke Starwind AND Red Siren EEEEEEEEE!” She claps her Bluegill's hands together.
“Lavender Li. V-Viridian team, sound off!” The uncertain Viridian Team leader instructs.

“Alexandra Pietri.” The cold-voiced girl snaps a crisp salute despite her Bluegill floating upside-down relative to yours.

“Polina Brivio.” This one sounds a bit sulky about losing.

“Dennis MacBeth, 2nd Squad Leader.” No-nonsense and serious, one of the three Red Siren shot down salutes too.

“Zuriel Hobbes, the brains behind this brawny idiot.” The Viridian pilot who'd been right behind MacBeth when Rosita tagged them both raps his presumed friend's helmet, “Is it true you married a Paladin? Do you have to wear a gas mask in case of spores or can you sort of...de-louse her? I'm just wondering!” He protests as Dennis' Bluegill puts his in a headlock.

“Aristides Rosenberg.” The last one has a nasally voice and sounds a bit sheepish, “I almost shot you in the back, if I'd just taken half a second less to aim...wow, you know, I have a poster of you and the Archen figurine!”

“Don't blame yourself, young man. I was deliberately being unfair.” The Archen puffs up with pride.

[Continued]

>>1886095
Thanks now I need to go take a shower to wash off the vomit.

>>1886093
>And Karen.will be the one with the whip
Just leave Karen in the mech bay where she belongs

>>1886088
We should have offered to let anyone who tagged us take us on a date.

Boy or Girl.

Whatever.

Maybe offer to let the girl who wasted our hand, Pietri, to face us in a Bluegill Joe simulation.

>>1886104
Just arrange to meet them for drinks.

The academy bar will have some bluegill joe machines.

>>1886089
Its going to be a pretty standard fight even with the shadow clones.

Mirror Image style ablative dodges will only really add an additional dodge roll.

>>1886114
Mechanically yeah, but in character afawk Roarke has never dealt with it, so getting some experience fighting it will be helpful.

>>1886104
>Offering yourself up for dates
>With one wife in front of you
>The rest watching the fight
Sasuga

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“Anyway, darling, I'm afraid this game isn't over yet.” Rosita remarks, “That fellow from the Jovian government, Mister...what's his name...Harris? Percy Harris? Yes, that's right. Him. He said that this is supposed to be a small meeting, no more than one guest per dignitary. We tried to wheedle the rest of us in as bodyguards, but he told us it's the new War Marshal's decision, he's worried about information leaking and this measure is supposed to ensure one only brings one's most trusted second or a reliable bodyguard or...”

“...Or one's HEAD WIFE!” Fatima's voice cracks like a whip over the comms, “As this impetuous man would doubtless know if he hadn't slipped away before Mister Harris could contact us! I told you, this is pointless, I am by FAR the most qualified!”

“We only let you be head wife because we can vote against you when you just try to steal MY ROARKE like this!” You spot the S-Flowerhorn circling around the mob of Bluegills like a tiger stalking its prey. The two of you deploy your drones at exactly the same moment. “You don't get to just usurp him for parties!”

“This is a matter of diplomacy! It requires tact!” Fatima replies.

“Are you calling us tactless?!” Clemmy and Rosita shout her down simultaneously.

“Anyway, darling, this is how this little game of tag works now. It's sort of like...oh, how did you say it, Clemmy?” The Archen gestures at the S-Flowerhorn.

“It's like dog racing. You know how they chase a mechanical bunny around the track? Well, Roarke's the bunny and whoever catches his snuggly cottontail gets to go to the summit with him.” Clemmy explains.

You're a Pirate King and still your wives are treating you like a bunny to be chased, “Don't I have any say in this?”

“If you beat us all you can pick who goes.” Rosita remarks, “Fun doesn't always have to be serious, darling.”

“What about the others?” You ask, “This seems a little unfair to them.”

“Eh, Mister Harris said the Black Ogre's really impressive and stuff and since the Academy is where a lot of the SOUL mecha were designed...he offered to show her around. I think they're hoping to pick her brain to design new stuff or something.” Clemmy's mech shrugs, its six beamsword drones shrugging with it like glowing wings of lemony light. “Plus a certain someone obviously can't go because...you know...Avalonian, worships a filthy Green Man...probably has a lot of enemies. You know, that stuff.”

“Anyway, ready or not, here we come!” With that, Fatima's Tarrasque Custom folds its legs underneath itself, feet pointing as its thrusters open up and its beam cannon prepares to fire.

>>1886116

I said "should have" to indicate the past tense, as an incentive to win. Famous people do this shit all the time, our time is literally one of the most valuable thing we could give people.

Post-Archen joining, it would be a double date with both of us.

Watch as Jovian Intelligence goes batshit over the fact that their promising rookies are now compromised because they've had intimate relations (non sexual, you throwback brainstem!) with one of the most charismatic competition.

But seriously. Why do you guys keep treating any social interaction with Roarke as "Roarke gonna fug all y'alls".

Are you 13?

>>1886121
Fug.

So boned.

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>>1886122
>But seriously. Why do you guys keep treating any social interaction with Roarke as "Roarke gonna fug all y'alls".

Why do you think?

>>1886121
Why don't we just have them fight it out themselves?

Well. I guess Fatima's mech IS the most heavily armed, and Clemmy and Rosita have already fought it out before and come to a resolution. Wouldn't be fair really.

>>1886122
Thunder has 2 modes.

>>1886122
>But seriously. Why do you guys keep treating any social interaction with Roarke as "Roarke gonna fug all y'alls".

It might have something to do with Roarke being a wet dream for roughly 90% of the female population.

Give or take an additional 9.98% percent.

Yes, even the Avalonians.

>>1886128
Not in public though!

>>1886121
And Sam is going to win by waiting until the rest are tired out.

>>1886122
Because Roarke is Roarke, and we're married now. We can flirt but we can't go and take people on "dates".

>>1886133
Nuh uh, I've got like 3 or 4.

>>1886134
> Not adding in the Sam population.

>>1886121
Perfect time to shout to the kids that you will give your shades to the last one standing if they can help you escape your wives.

>>1886139

Sam is a girl.

>>1886142
Sam is a "girl" but we still love "her" all the same.

>>1886145

Yes?

I don't know why you are specifying or putting emphasis on these well-known facts.

>>1886121
This ends in 1 of two ways
1. We get ganked by a cloaked Sam
2. We somehow mange to beat all the wives and take the indomitable Dave from engineering as our body guard

Game resumes tomorrow by the way.

>>1886149
>take Dave
>enemy assassins bust in
>Dave takes a dozen bullets to the chest
>"Do you guys have to be so rude?"

>>1886149
>Not taking Oda and letting him do the talking