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Post by Dominic on Oct 23, 2015 7:25:29 GMT -8
--- Nagase
"Igniting explosives." The operator spoke, as he removed the metallic "eye patch", revealing his left eye, now replaced with a cybernetic implant. Depressing the igniting trigger in his hand, multiple explosives could be heard in a distance. Tossing out the now useless piece of junk Nagase closed the cockpit hatch and steadily got his Adele up too.
"Adele 02 activated." He announced as he scanned the surroundings, grabbing a shield and beam rifle from the rack as the second machine toddled out of the hangar, fire and explosions, debris and broken machinery littering the battlefield.
"Let's go, rendezvous on the Adeles we're getting out of here." Nagase said, as he fired twice the GTI building, bringing the building down from the rubble.
--- Milinda
Milinda was topping out the Adele's performance easily, maximising its mobility as the machine continued to wreck havoc on the enemy reinforcements. Viewing from her side, she saw various pilots running towards their machines still docked to a relatively undamaged Hangar. Staying true to her call, she boosted into the Hangar, her appearance striking shock and fear into the eyes of those there at that moment.
Landing in a gigantic thud, the Adele opened up its anti-personnel vulcan guns as it mowed down pilots and technicians alike, while turning its attention to the few that had already manned theirs, casually firing a shot from her beam rifle at any target which cockpit was closed, followed closely by those still unmanned, rapidly turning everything inside the hangar into molten slag.
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Post by Fidelia M. Gifford on Oct 23, 2015 12:56:18 GMT -8
The dim lit open tarmac of the base's airfield facilities were brightened by large plumes of fire and smoke, two planes in ruin and hangars were now burning from the enemy torching them. These were certainly evil people, they shot and killed defenseless soldiers and pilots, even technicians were being fired on and they weren't even combat personnel. This showed just how far their opponents were going to obtain what looked to be mobile suits in a theft attempt, it was just merciless slaughter. Fidelia didn't expect to see the enemy come onto a Federation base just for their mobile suits, who were they and why were they doing this now of all times? Fidelia did not have time to sit and think about what was going on before one of the hijacked Jegans seemed to open fire in her direction. Though it was only a short burst, it was sudden so Fidelia reflexes made her jump out of the way rather than block with her shield, which was a bit unnecessary considering it was only three rounds. She did seem to get a response from the pilot in the other machine though, the pilot sounded like a woman. By her response, Fidelia assumed the pilot was being sarcastic; that was a bit mean but not as bad as what she and her accomplices were doing now.
“Don't joke about destroying military property. Who the hell are you people, why are you even on this base?”, Fidelia said aggressively.
Watching the enemy emerge with more mobile suits, it seemed the fight was bigger than expected. Were they terrorists or just people looking for a joyride? Regardless of who they were, these people were killing Federation Soldiers and Fidelia had to act. The Jegan who Fidelia made contact with had opened fire against Martin, however this prompted her to aim her Machine Gun and fire two five round bursts at the enemy Jegan. “We need to contain them, where the hell is that fleet?”, she yelled. As she engaged, she heard static turn on over the intercom and a voice beginning to talk once the static stabilized.
“Junior Grade Gifford, I made contact with the battle group using short range radio units. Three Templar class missile destroyers have been dispatched to the area. However, they are still another forty clicks out and wont get into range of the base for another 45 minutes.”, her hangars technician said.
“Just under and hour huh? I can;t say that there will be much of a base remaining here when they arrive. Tell them to dispatch any mobile suits they can.”, Fidelia replied.
“Yes ma'am.”
Fidelia feared the worst out of this situation as the enemy was taking mobile suits and would they try to escape now or stay and destroy the base? Both idea's were scary to think about because either way, the Federation was losing many assets. Two blips picked up on the radar though, they were closing in from the east side of the base and sensors put them in the air. Approaching from the air were two Cobra Class Attack helicopters equipped for anti-tank operations. One lowered itself and aimed its main 3 barrel auto cannon at one of the Jegans causing problems (Rygart) and opened fire. The other one took aim at the Adele with the plasma rifle and fired a few of its left wing AGM-114 Hellfire Missiles in a strafing run.
(Fidelia: Fire two five round bursts from 90mm at Rygart) (Cobra 1: 30x 20mm Gatling Gun rounds for Rygart) (Cobra 2: 6x Hellfire Missiles for Nagase)
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Post by Dominic on Oct 23, 2015 22:47:01 GMT -8
Nagase
The explosives Nagase rigged sequentially exploded, destroying the radar pickets the UFA dug around the island to keep naval threats from closing in on them undetected. Several small explosions followed around the path that he infiltrated from, blowing apart parts of the underground structure and cracking the surface of the runway, parts of which caving in from the underground blasts.
Before he could make it to the shoreline area though, two Cobras flew overhead, above it, dropping off a full salvo of Hellfire missiles at him as it flew over. Quickly responding to the missile attack Nagase dodged off the runway where he was completely exposed into a hangar; the missiles impacted the walls of the metal structure and sent parts of it crumbling down. Turning around the Adele fired at two of the missiles landing a hit and a miss, proof that its fire control systems have yet to be completely updated. The second missile hit the shield, as the pilot quickly angled his shield causing the missile to bounce off, scrapping its surface as the fin broke off, causing it to fly around uncontrollably before exploding in a flash of fire.
Nagase responded to the Cobra which was coming in for a second attack run, firing its head-mounted vulcan pods in a hectic spray, having to compensate for the lack of a proper FCS correction.
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Post by Lieutenant Martin on Oct 29, 2015 13:55:02 GMT -8
Carnage. It was the only word to properly describe the level of death and wanton destruction. It wasn’t the first time he had seen this form of brutality, or the worst example of it, but it still caused him to clench his jaw angrily. UFA were being slaughtered without even being given a chance to defend themselves. Michael’s ice blue eyes scanned his visual display, recognizing a unique mobile suit armed with some kind of plasma rifle. Judging from the briefing he had received prior to his relocation the machine’s nomenclature was Adele. Admittedly, it was a lot more intimidating than he had pictured in his head, but that was mainly because this machine wasn’t in a dossier, it was strolling through a UFA base gunning down anything in its path. Armed or otherwise. A quick survey of the scene led Lt. Martin to believe that something was horribly wrong, and not just because of the fires and violence. The Jegans outside the hangers weren’t responding to the attack. In fact they weren’t even moving towards the carnage, they were facing the hangers that hadn’t yet been damaged. Between that understanding, and the fact that one of the Jegans lifted its weapon towards him, Michael was prepared for the short burst of rifle fire that was sent in his direction. A handful of the rounds bounced off his readied shield, the rest missed completely as he gunned his thrusters, pushing his mobile suit forward at an angle. Dodging the rounds was one thing, but he needed to close the distance. Moving this fast he wasn’t able to aim his rocket launcher accurately, but he had been learning the steps to this dance for years. He knew what he was capable, and he had a feeling the pilots opposing him were likely talented enough to to dodge a rocket fired off the cuff. Fortunately rockets weren’t bullets, you didn’t need to hit your target, you just needed to hit near the target. As Michael’s Mobile suit darted across the the tarmac its finger depressed the trigger on the launcher, sending a rocket streaming towards the ground just to the left of his enemies feet. The pilot could dodge it sure, it wouldn’t even be that hard, but with its momentum already moving in one direction, it would be difficult for it dodge the follow up attack from Officer Junior Grade Fidelia. At least in theory. Plans never survived contact with the enemy, and though they might be piloting giant mechanical warriors, the rules of a melee hadn’t changed much in two thousand years. ”Hey technician, let the UFA mobile suits know that the Adeles are being controlled by the enemy. Have them divert all attention to destroying those new suits, we can’t allow them to fall into the wrong hands,” ordered Michael as he adjusted his trajectory. The adjustment sent him careening towards the mobile suit currently engaging the attack helicopters. It was only a matter of time before the pilot tore the UFA aircraft out of the sky with its vulcan cannons. Even if they didn’t have time to adjust the controls to the pilots liking, a mobile suit only had to get lucky once, and as the enemy Jegan began to spray its vulcan rounds into the air, the odds of the helicopters escaping unscathed was virtually nil. Especially if high yield rocket warheads started detonating nearby. Michael didn’t want to be responsible for endangering the lives of the UFA pilots. So he did the only thing that made sense. He tried to hit the enemy mobile suit with his shield. Using his thrusters to he launched himself a dozen meters or so into the air, then fired them again as he angled his suits trajectory downward. Hitting a mobile suit with a shield was normally little more than an inconvenience. Adding the entire weight of a plummeting mobile suit behind the impact of the shield was a great deal worse. Assuming he could score a clean hit. With luck he could crack the suit’s visor, or even cut out the visual sensors all together. He doubted he would be so lucky, but hopefully he would at least manage to ram into the suit to some degree. Otherwise, he was about to look a might bit foolish.
(Lt. Martin: 1 180mm Rocket attack at Rygarts feet) (Lt. Martin: Shield Bash directed at Nagase)
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Post by gcpdofficer on Oct 30, 2015 19:14:14 GMT -8
Rygart didn't like his sudden popularity, on top of the machine he'd fired at, an attack chopper and another enemy machine had come after him. His shield absorbed the bursts from the original Mobile Suit, as his vulcans began to track and fire at the enemy chopper. The lower caliber 30mms were a threat, but not as high on the list as that rocket, still he couldn't deal with both at the same time, but the relative inaccuracy of the 30mm would help if nothing else. Rather than try to move out of the way of both weapons, Rygart had his machine boost up and back to avoid the heavy damage from the rocket, but took a few hits on the neck and left shoulder from the 30mm.
The damage didn't seem to be too heavy right now, those weapons were never intended for use on armored targets like modern tanks or MS anyway, still he'd rather not get hit again, even if his focus would need to be on the other MS in the area. He aimed his rifle back at his first target and fired off another three round burst at it from up in the air, before he dropped back down to the ground, slowing his decent with the thrusters.
He then heard a reply on the fire support, it was available and ready to go when needed. "Got it, out.". He said before contacting their "elite" VIP. "Fire support is ready to go. They also passed along intel on enemy naval forces on the way. They're recommending we bug out ASAP."
He was glad that the MS controls weren't too different, and they'd been able to study the things, but even so he didn't like being in an unknown machine like this, he'd rather be in something he knew how to use than using a new machine he'd never used in a fight.
[Three round burst from above headed for Fidelia.] [Two short vulcan bursts fired at attacking Helicopter. One on the ground and one in the air.]
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Post by Dominic on Nov 3, 2015 16:53:23 GMT -8
Supressing the urge to meet the incoming Jegan, shield to shield, Nagase pushed his Adele backwards, counter thrusting to land flat on his feet as he fired a shot at the enemy with his plasma rifle.
Even without FCS corrections, a Jegan is unlike an Cobra. Where the later is a highly manoeuvrable gunship designed for hit and run functions, Mobile Suits were often used in a more intractable function,leading to overall heavier armour designs focusing more on taking hits than avoiding them. Not that any of that will help it against the Adele's plasma rifle, not when it it can effectively bore though an entire communications tower with relative ease.
From where Nagase stood he angled his shield again and fired twice more in either side of the MS. He would force his enemy further away from cover, even if all his shots missed.
Nagase was a technical fighter who lived off exploiting the weaknesses and openings of his enemies. Even though he wasn't the most skilled pilot within GEU, he was proud of the fact he could give the topdogs a run for their money,tech advantages notwithstanding. Any advance into the enemy's reach a calculated move, and missed attack serving to encircle the enemy deeper into his manipulative grasp.
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Post by Luminae on Nov 3, 2015 20:26:28 GMT -8
◄ While the main players were keeping the opposing team busy, it was Seri's job to do cleanup duty. Anything that was about to move, or that has the potential to be moving, was a target to be cleaned. She has to make sure that there would be no further threat that her team would be exposed to. She had compassion for the helpless tiny little figures that she thought would be defenseless against her in a mechanical mammoth; she decided to spare them.
The same was not said for anything else that resembles something mechanical though; she had to get rid of them immediately before anyone could put them to use. Seri quickly torched the area with her beam rifle, lighting things around her with beam fireworks.
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New Common Era 2305, The worlds governments have converged around three economic bloc's. The United Federation Alliance which is simply known as the Federation, The Central Alliance which is an evovled European Union, and the Grand Eastern Union which makes up most of Asia.
The Conflict known ss the reconstruction war has brought about new political standings and through the completion of the Solar Power Grid, the world is prosperus. However, as conflicts between nations continues, a new group has stepped in.
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10.21.2015: Season one of the RPG has been announced, the thread will appear throughout the entire site as it has been pinned and stickied as an announcement.
10.22.2015: The Grand Eastern Union has been reopened for now.
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Stardust Tears was created by Admin Stardust. Content is copyrighted to Stardust Tears unless otherwise stated. The skin is created by Wolf of Gangnam Style. The board and thread remodel is by Kagney.
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