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 Posted: Thu May 10, 2007 4:46 am
[Interrogation]
"Now now, don't be puttin' words in my mouth, eh?" he gave the little Empath a smile, little more than just an upturn of the corners of his mouth.
"Oh, I killed them, just they weren't no Civvies. Hell, I don't think there are any here. Not that I've seen. Most everyone got some 'wave my hand, everythin' blows up', or enough firepower on them to take on a tank battalion. Hardly what you can call civvies. Nah, more like Non-Uniformed Combatants. Maybe Militia. Not that it matters. Names and labels are for the brass to waste their time on, you know? We got more important things to do on the ground."
Yeah, he might be deranged, or perhaps just throughly propagandized, but he did seem to believe what he was saying. No deception in it, a little disdain came from him at the word "Brass" however.
"It's just orders. Another op. Same as you people all flyin' in and layin' in on my friends..." his eyes narrowed just a little, and his eyes went down and towards his left. His body tensed up, and there was that feeling of simmering anger, building just below the surface.
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Posted: Thu May 10, 2007 11:58 am
[GN Decon]
Rachele blinked her eyes, and quietly wished she could rub them. She hadn't gotten her eyes entirely closed before the UV lights had come on. Her VF helmet had a Transitions-style protective film applied inside of it, but she still came away with that faintest of camera-afterflash.
"No, stage one will do." She exited as soon as the door opened enough to let her through, then she shut it behind her. She sighed and pulled off her helmet, letting her fiery hair tumble upon her shoulders and down her back. The gloves came off next, left first, then right. All three were tucked under her right arm, the gloves pinned between the helmet and her elbow. Now she could finally rub her eyes.
...but first. "Blue Knight to Tower, how soon can you get me up in the air? Dragonflame's going to need assistance. We both will." She frowned slightly at this...seemed that admission hurt just a little.
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Posted: Thu May 10, 2007 1:57 pm
<> There was sound of a rolling chair squeaking in the background as it rolled to the other side of the tower to peer down on the pad. << Looks like they are just finishing up on loading the munitions, you might want to get out there though it looks like the engineers are getting frisky, looks like they are contemplating putting armblades on the thing... kinda like a bad episode of 'pimp my Veritech' to be entirely honest.>>[Somewhere out there...] The refueling VTOL guided the boom refueler down to lock inplace on the aircraft as the the boom controller took over orientation of the refueling craft to keep in in line. <>Above him the fast back began to lower down swiveling out from the belly of the VTOL before the swing arms seemed to hydraulically extend placing the FAST pack on the back of the craft. << we have good lock, and fueling is nearly completer, just say when...>>
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Posted: Thu May 10, 2007 3:11 pm
Dragonflame checked the fuel levels as they refueled his VF. <> He said and detached from the refueler. He headed toward the direction that the VF-11 went and scanned the skies.
VF-1(FAST Pack)
NP-BP-01 FAST pack
2 HMMP-02 Micromissile launcher pod w/20 MRMs total
GU-11 gunpod with 2000 rounds
external hardpoints with LRMs 2 hardpoints on each wing 8 missiles each Hard point(32 LRMs total)
100% Armor
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Posted: Thu May 10, 2007 3:30 pm
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Posted: Thu May 10, 2007 6:43 pm
-In the air near Oil Rig-
The micro missiles pursued the Black VT closely but sadly did not reach their target as the lead missiles were destroyed. The explosions also detonated the trailing missiles, the unknown fighter pilot had missed. The fighter was also trailing behind, "Yak Yak Yak...", a squeaky voice of a girl mocked the VT pilot through the external speakers. Following closely she only had a split second to react when she saw what the enemy was planning. She jerked the stick hard left making a semi barrel roll, quickly she stalled the engines and with it's V-TOL engines on the underside, it propelled itself down and away from the VT enemy.
Gaining enough distance she leveled the fighter enough to set the crosshairs on the enemy and let loose a hail of bullets as she plummeted down towards the ocean. Unfortunately her distance was widening and the attack would likely pelt randomly.
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Posted: Thu May 10, 2007 9:08 pm
(I’ve got to role-play out the side effects of Vic’s counter attacks, so this will be somewhat long.)
*the rotor blade absorbing the electricity became magnetized attracting to the nearest metal surface but with so much metal around it swirled out of control down the walk way slicing threw pipes as it went by some containing oil some being the rout electrical wires are in to supply power around the rig, with this it still kept going somewhat in the direction the vic had been in moments ago*
*the 3 pieces of scrap metal that were heading for vic became magnetized and repelled each other one flying off towards one of the boats (I don’t want to pick which someone decide someway to decide..), one flying off towards the generator and one smacking into the walkway causing a screeching thud snapping the bolts holding one side of the walkway up and causing it to fall downwards and swing back and forth*
*the shot from the rifle takes a head on hit from the lightning but since its not a metal projectile the effect is very different, it absorbs the bolt and the red energy around it springs outwards almost looking like one of those glass thunder orbs you buy at gift shops,
however the red energy bolts jumps around like a drunk snake, and when it hits the metal grating of the walk way the white/blue energy absorbs into the metal spreading about 5 feet outwards from the impact threw the metal and the red energy sprints out like a fountain over a 10 foot range.*
*gold snapped the shoulder plates of his armor as quick as he could by applying mental force to the connection area, then sending the shoulder armor plates with the 2 remaining peaces of debris and focuses them to spin in a circle formation in front of him to act ad a lightning rod, just after this his helmet darkens and dampens out the sounds as a stun grenade goes off*
Gold shouts: Don’t get in the way of GNG business! (Even though he considers it to be more of his own business.)
*gold doesn’t get the time from the darkened visor to see the person fire the shot at him only enough time to sense the shots being fired, quickly taking a pot shot at were Vic had moved to atop the electricity orb, gold spun an went into a swimming like position but only missed 2 of the bullets, one grazed his right shoulder and the other struck him in his upper left leg getting stuck an inch from the femur and just barely missing an artery and blood vessels*
Gruuhh!
*gold can’t keep his train of thought very long and fell from about 15 feet landing on his back on top of a shed like building with a thud rolling off and landing on top a large oil pipe, gold suit already reading the would and vital signals sprung a small needle from the backpack of his jumpsuit into his back injecting a pain killer then quickly withdrawing back into the pack,
gold keeping as much focus as he could while he pulled himself back up feeling were the new attacker was and sent a clumsily pulled together blast of Psycho kinetic energy (partially from the remaining pain mostly from the pain killers) at him which caused a mirage like effect with a purple hue in the air as it traveled*
*The large rifle nearly fell off the rig but its shoulder strap caught on the side off the storage shed’s roof*
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Posted: Thu May 10, 2007 9:48 pm
[Interrogation]
"What sorts of important things do you have to do on the ground?" she asked, injecting the question smoothly into the dialogue. She added after she'd given him a chance to answer, "And isn't everyone able to do the sorts of things you suggest?" the question posed in the same way as one would ask, "Doesn't everyone have to breathe?"
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Posted: Thu May 10, 2007 10:27 pm
[Oil Rig - Vic Voltage: "Bloody hell."]" AAGH!" Vic hadn't gotten the chance to turn off his amplified voice ability before he'd been partially blinded, deafened, and shot through the shin. He had been in the process of jumping onto the ball of energy, the only thing that had saved his kneecaps. He willed the ball up fast and quickly, crouched upon it's surface, since he was unable to stand, and while it shot into the sky like its namesake, he pulled out the radio he'd been talking to Kami no Kaze with. Still amplified, and unable to hear that it was amplified, he boomed into the handset, " NEED SUPPORT KAMI. CAN'T 'EAR, HARD TO SEE, AND THEY FRIGGIN SHOT ME!" [Dogfight! - Kami no Kaze]A smile. It was an obvious attack, and thus, it wasn't the real one. "You are one hundred years too early to challenge me!" Came the gloat at the same moment that more of those head-laser-like turrets flicked out from the undercarriage of the black VF-11. Ten beams rained down towards the barrel-rolling, descending craft. Engine Two snapped shut, sending the VF-11 into a pilot's worst nightmare. A flat spin. Yet the action was obviously intentional, and the result was a hard to predict and avoid rain of laser fire. The pilot of the VW Mk.III would also notice the winds were indeed in this god's favor: The flows of air between the two seemed to very violent, blowing the bullets far off course. Within the cockpit, Kami no Kaze smiled, though she was clearly pressed back hard into her leather seat. That is, until a call came in over her radio: Vic Voltage " NEED SUPPORT KAMI. CAN'T 'EAR, HARD TO SEE, AND THEY FRIGGIN SHOT ME!" A heavy sigh. The violent flows of air suddenly changed course, even as the black variable fighter mechamorphosed into battroid mode. The wind slammed into the spinning fighter just right, allowing the transformation, and stabilization. Just as quickly, it was back to gerwalk mode, casually parrying the remaining bullets with the CADS-1 katana. It was no use talking to a man...and yet somehow worse attempting to converse with a deaf one. The winds appeared to completely vanish from the immediate sky. It was calm...though the ASDF's weather satellites would note the sudden rapidly forming presence of a cumulonimbus. NPC #4 Details Revealed
Kami no Kaze
Advantages: Air manipulation, pilots a custom VF-11 outfitted with 10 "head lasers" along its underside, and a CADS-1 katana emitting pinpoint barrier system energy (this is standard CADS-1 tech, just stating it for the record).
Disadvantages: Obviously vain, seems to rely on perfect and flashy maneuvers.
SF:2/3 (unshareable)
-SF POINTS SPENT - 1: Calling forth a thunderstorm while in combat-
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Posted: Fri May 11, 2007 12:06 am
((My boat would be under the platform. Lyendi's too from what I can figure. So any metal sent spinning off at them would be slamming into the deck. Or at least, since mine'd be tied off to one of the support Pylons, close enough that you wouldn't have LOS to even know it was there. What with being distracted by getting zapped repeatedly.)) [interrogation] "Why, the most important thing... waging war, woman, waging war..." he smiled, a cat caught with the canary smile, his eyes seemed to shine as he tried to lean towards the Librarian Empath. "Same thing you do, same thing we all do. We had our orders eh? Take down some of the enemy, cover the convoy, get away to live another day. Failed that last one though I suppose. Figured your butchers probably got them all. Damn grunt just about ripped my head off himself. Can't imagine he had a lighter touch with any of my more fragile comrades." Again, that anger was building, enough to block out the sense of any other emotion, truth, lies, about the only thing you could feel was that wall of hate towards that flying behemoth that dusted his friends, that deranged marine, and most of the GNG as a whole. The anger slowly died down, and there was only sa small little sensation left behind, a toying feeling, "Now... how did you get caught up with these goons? You don't seem the type." [Oil Rig - Daniel... dammit... figures] Flight was not one of his powers. As Vic hopped up, and went flying, he emptied out the rest of his clip at the disappearing figure, another 8 rapid shots into the sky. They were accurate as they could be, but chances were that most, if not all of them, would be off target. It was as he was firing that the Telekenetic Blast came in at him. The purple shimmering force reached out, hitting dead on his chest, and seemed to freeze, just for a moment. The force flashed, and seemed to grow a little smaller before it continued on, slamming right into hi, and knocking him down, falling to the deck of the Rig, his firearm flying from his hand, going over the edge, Daniel landing sprawled on his back, , his right arm hanging off into space, letting him know he was a lot closer to the edge than he cared to be. Damn... someone's got Talents...His right hand retracted quickly, going towards his lower back... There be a Reason Daniel: Ability: Natural Law Affinity, Natural Law Implant. As a result of (Censored) Daniel has a natural affinity for things that work on "Natural Law", i.e. Technology. His Affinity makes it harder for him to properly use or be effected by Supernatural Law (Magic, potions, psionics, etc) for either good or ill. No Supernatural Healing, or at least, it's not very effective at all upon him. However, it also means that Random Fireball chucked at him will be less effective as well. Magical elixers or Artifacts almost never work when activated by him (95% failure chance)
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Posted: Fri May 11, 2007 12:04 pm
Goldbrease’s suit turns on the g force bladders in the leg were he was hit applying pressure to the wound. Errrr.. ~mumbles to himself~ such a pain, people just have to get in the way and make things annoying. I dislike killing but this person may leave me no choice… *gold taps a spot on his helmet and his suit give him a dose of pentazemin, gold runs his finger over another spot turning on the visor’s infrared sensor, < >
threw this he sees the rig workers huddled into other areas of the rig and 2 other lone figures one a ways off and the other the one he smacked*
~mumbles I don’t exactly have time to play with you but if I gota, I gota...
<>
*gold quickly wills the oil overhead of his new opponents and releases his grip on the oil*
<>
*the sound of small metal pieces hitting the floor can be heard*
Not just yet…
<>
*a loud groan and metal being snapped sound is suddenly heard*
(Note this stuff is aimed at Daniel not lindy’s character.)
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Posted: Fri May 11, 2007 12:21 pm
While Gold was getting glops of oil, Daniel quickdrew his backup sidearm, another black pistol, held in a two handed grip aimed toward the Interloper. His finger squeezed off three shots, aimed for dead center on his chest. The muzzle flashed, the projectile fired.
For each bullet, there was a second 'flash' soon as it left the muzzle, turning into a white/yellow bolt of energy, screaming towards the psycho.
His head was up, though he was still laying on his back, his pistol aimed steadily on Goldbrease.
((RP Battle Rules. Interrupt. When someone takes a long set of actions, if reasonable another character may Interrupt that chain to counter attack.
In this case, I got shots off at you between all your visor monkeying, and as you were gathering up your orbs of crude oil.))
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Posted: Fri May 11, 2007 12:58 pm
*gold reacted by kicking his feet back landing on his stomach on the pipe again giveing him a little cover with the walk walk, doing so caused him to drop half the orbs of oil*
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Posted: Fri May 11, 2007 1:13 pm
As Goldbrease dived, Daniel rolled towards his left, using the momentum to get his feet under him, and back up to his vertical base. He changed his pistol grip to a one handed one, keeping it trained on Goldbrease.
As he was recoving, Daniel's hand dropped towards the right side of his jacket, slipping inside.
((Tag Gold. wink ))
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Posted: Fri May 11, 2007 1:19 pm
<>
*the oil orbs now fininshed half of wich flew twards daniel and the other 2 moved over his head to drop on him*
*gold rolled over the side and underneath the pipe useing the pipe to hide himself*
<>
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