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Ace Combat: The Global War

Inside the cockpit of Natasha's MiG-23, things were a lot calmer than in the other cockpits. Countless dogfights flying in two wars and only getting shot down once by the Ace of Aces ensured Natasha's calmness in the midst of calamity. << Scratch one for Meteor, scratch one for Romeo. That leaves eight of them. Give 'em hell guys! >> Either our pilots are really good or theirs are really bad, to be taken down in MiG-29s. Looks like I'll be able to get that fifth kill after all, Natasha thought. As the plane she was chasing had been downed by Romeo, Natasha searched for another bandit. Before she could find one, her cockpit erupted into the sound of missile locks. Natasha inverted the Flogger and pulled up, diving hard down and left. A quick head swivel revealed that there were not one but two Fulcrums chasing her. While the most experienced of the group, she knew that this was not a good situation. "Yellow here - two bogeys on my six. Can anyone assist?" She called as she made a hard right, avoiding a missile. As she pulled out of the turn she slammed the throttle and the wings of the MiG-23 swept back. With a top speed of Mach 2.32, the MiG-23 slightly bested the 29's Mach 2.25. It was a gamble to go for high speed in a dogfight, but she went for it as the afterburner kicked in and she flew in a long, upward and left curve. Her missile locks momentarily subsided and she pulled up sharply as she cut power and hit the airbrakes, causing her airspeed to sharply reduce. With luck, this would send the pursuing MiGs underneath and past her as she leveled out her climb. The maneuver worked, the two MiGs sliding in front of her below, but not before they were able to make a few hits with their cannons. Natasha's plane was rattled but functional and she was unhurt. She slammed on the throttle again to catch up to the now running MiGs, noting a reduction in agility after the cannon hits. She was still close behind the MiGs and saw an opportunity. She got missile lock for the left MiG and quickly fired off an AA-11 Archer heat-seeking missile, calling "Fox Two" as it screamed towards the left MiG, and barely after that missile had left the aircraft she got missile lock on the right MiG and fired off another Archer, calling "Fox Two" again. She was down two Archer missiles but had the chance to get both her fifth and sixth kill.

Immediately after her second missile left the aircraft, Natasha saw Romeo's A-7 Corsair being pursued closely by a Fulcrum above and to her right, and immediately pulled the stick up and hit the afterburner to intercept. She was unable to see whether her not her two missiles had connected with their targets, and would have to rely on Oracle for that information. Screaming in fast nearly perpendicular to the chase, she was unable to draw a lock on the Fulcrum and took action. She showed the pursuing Fulcrum the broadside of her Flogger as she cut in front of the MiGs target reticle just as it fired a missile at the A-7. Thankfully, the missile locked onto her and broke from the A-7 to pursue her, but unthankfully she now had a missile on her tail. She pulled the stick hard up and right and bled airspeed, hoping to make the missile overshoot. She had been at enough of a perpendicular angle to begin with that the missile overshot and flew off into the horizon, and could now breathe a little bit as her cockpit was momentarily silent from missile lock warnings. Noting a yellow target in the distance, she paid it no mind as it was out of combat and there were still some red targets left to be taken care of.

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QuickTrack is now my sig. I enjoyed reading your post, Silver!

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Natasha sat patiently in her MiG-23 as the seven plane A-Team flew above the bay, waiting for the arrival of the other team. She was nearly on the outside left of the amoebic formation, only her Number Two farther out. It was odd for a single squadron to be sending more than one pilot to the Peace Games, but Natasha had learned to trust Angie enough to encourage her to apply over the three years that Angie had been Natasha's Number Two. It was only coincidence that had put the two on the same team. As they flew, Natasha looked right and surveyed the rest of the group. What an odd group of outdated aircraft, she thought to herself as she looked at the Corsairs, Jaguar, Tiger, and Phantom in the middle. She noticed one of the Corsairs had ISAF markings and hoped the pilot wouldn't find out she was Erusean...then again, the Oseans seemed to be doing fine with two Yuke planes in their group. She noted that an Estovakian plane was conspicuously absent...perhaps on the other team? Despite wishing to see actual combat and finally get that fifth kill, she was glad current conditions were peaceful enough that all the formerly warring countries could be at peace. After almost forty years on Strangereal, however, she knew that all it took was a very small spark to ignite the entire world into war again.

Soon enough the AWACS got on the radio. << Good afternoon, A-Team, AWACS Oracle here. As you've been briefed, I'll watch over you all during this match. B-Team is due to arrive in ten minutes, so get yourselves ready. As soon as I detect B-Team within a ten kilometer radius, we'll allow open communication between you all, but for the moment, feel free to ask me anything. >> Natasha concisely responded: "Kvant One here. Thanks for covering us, Oracle." Long before ten minutes had passed, the AWACS got on the comm again. << A-Team, I've got the adversaries on radar, bearing 160... >> 160 isn't right, Natasha immediately thought. While there was a chance the B-Team just arrived from the wrong heading, Natasha knew better than to not get on her guard. She prepared to switch to the live missiles as the AWACS paused: << Opening communications... what? >> Now Natasha definitely knew something was up, and as if on cue she got a missile lock warning. "A-Team, everyone break, those aren't virtuals!" the Phantom pilot yelled. Natasha was already on the stick, breaking hard right and down, barely avoiding a Sidewinder. << A-Team, that's not B-Team! Unlocking missiles, you have permission to engage the bogies! >> The second the AWACS unlocked the live missiles Natasha had them equipped. "Yellow, engaging," Natasha responded in a tone uncharacteristically calm for a surprise attack. Now that communications were open, she radioed her wingman. "Angel, stay close." Engage as a formation. No single-ship attacks. Yellow 13's words still rang in her head. Even if there was no way she could keep this ragtag squadron together (especially because she wasn't the flight lead), she would keep her wingman with her. She pulled up and left to get back up to altitude and chasing the bogies. When she finally saw what the fighters were, she knew it would be difficult. She was in a MiG-23 and they were in MiG-29s. Hardly a fair fight...but when is it ever? she thought as she began attempting to draw a missile lock on one of the bogeys.

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AC04, AC5 and ACX (whatever the first PSP game is called) are the ones I've played. I have no interest in playing a non-Strangereal AC, and I should probably pick up AC Zero, AC3 and whatever the second PSP title is.

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I'm uncomfortably excited for this to start. Also, i've never played Zero so the ace styles thing should be interesting.

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Basically it doesn't matter to me where either of you end up, whether it's in or out of the Kvant Squadron. I'll be happy either way.

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I will certainly accept any and all additional Kvant members with open arms, though if positions were flipped I'd grab a country that hasn't been taken yet, like Estovakia. We've got Yuktobania/Osea and Erusia/ISAF, so the counterpart to Emmeria would make it pretty much complete I would think (for the main countries), since we also have a Belkan merc. But, if both of you decide to be in Kvant, both decide to change your CSs to be with a different country/squadron, or one stays and one leaves, I will be equally happy.

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Rafale said
Here's part one of my one-two punch of characters. Next character will come tomorrow, along with the polo mechanic I'm implementing (hehehe...).I'll also fix the formatting of the rules then, if I can remember to do so.

That was a great read. I've made some slight adjustments and additions to my CS, including my plane's armament.

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As nautilusmp, Lost Cause and the acepedia said, Kvant is a Yuke squadron. I'm happy to accept a Number Two if you are so inclined, Mage, but if you want to be in the Emmerian Air Force I'd imagine you'll have to pick an Emmerian squadron or switch your country to Yuktobania.

Also, my birthday is December 6th too! :D

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Here we go!

CS: Natasha Kozlov

Name: Natasha Kozlov
Age: 38
Gender: Female
Height: 1.7 m
Weight: 59 kg
Hair Color: auburn
Eye Color: hazel
Blood Type: O-
Date of Birth: September 27th, 1983
Nationality: Erusean
Affiliation: Yuktobanian Air Force. Formerly Federal Erusean Air Force.
Assignment: Kvant Squadron
Allegiance: Natasha has dual citizenship in Erusea and Yuktobania. While her need to fly is satisfied in Yuktobania and her legal allegiance is with both nations, her personal allegiance lies with Erusea.
Rank: Captain
Call Sign: Kvant One
TAC Name: Yellow
Starter Aircraft: MiG-23 Flogger decorated in Yellow Squadron colors
Armament:
1x 23mm cannon (700 rounds)
30x SDMs
2x R-27T/AA-10 Alamo long-range heat-seeking missile (mounted on fuselage)
4x R-73/AA-11 Archer short-range heat-seeking missile (mounted on wing gloves and pylons)

In Depth Physical Description: A fair-skinned, slim female, Natasha has kept her body in remarkable shape for her age and field of work. The only indicator that she’s not fifteen years younger is the wrinkles around her eyes and the long gaze inside them – her piercing hazel eyes are her defining feature and to stare into them is to stare into a lifetime of triumph and anguish. Her auburn hair is long and flowing, extending down past her shoulders. As a seasoned fighter pilot with regular exposure to high G-forces, combined with her own rigorous exercise routine, she is in excellent physical shape. When out of her flight suit she maintains a classy and modest - but expensive - appearance at all times.

Personality: Natasha is a calm, quiet individual – sometimes almost too quiet – hiding a whirlwind of emotions. In the air she flies honorably above all else, respecting even enemy pilots and admiring the best from either side. She is kind and civil at all times, but is also emotionally volatile, though she never shows it. She lost a number of pilots close to her (see below) and had to leave her home nation as it was demilitarized, and memories of these things throw her into a state of agony – a state that is hardly noticeable to others. Since the traumatic events occurred, the mental repercussions have significantly improved through time, but it is nowhere near completely healed. She has extreme mental fortitude (hence the hardly noticeable agony) and is hard to read, but is happy to hold 1-on-1 conversations with anyone for any length of time. If she can, she will analyze a situation to the absolute degree before taking action, but in a combat (or social!) situation is comfortable making split second decisions. She very rarely gets angry but is only truly happy when she is in the cockpit. In the air she is usually almost never on the radio (just as she rarely talks on the ground), a trait that often annoys and confuses other pilots. Those that have flown with her often, however, know that she gets on the radio when it counts and leads her squadron very effectively in near silence. She is a seasoned veteran, but she still is willing to learn from the newest recruit, and dreams of one day leading her own Yellow Squadron for Erusea.

History: Natasha was born into an Erusean military family. Her father was a veteran of the Federal Erusean Navy and was a captain of one of the ships in Erusea’s “invincible” Aegir Fleet. While her father wished for her to join him on the water, it quickly became obvious that she belonged in the air, and she catapulted herself into Erusean flight school at a young age. Upon graduation and enlistment in the Federal Erusean Air Force she quickly established herself as an excellent pilot, and after the outbreak of the Usean Continental War she scored three confirmed kills on ISAF aircraft. Two planes away from the ace title, she was noticed by the infamous Yellow Squadron after Yellow 4 was shot down. She had long admired Yellow 13 and the rest of his squadron, and when she was recruited her life was complete in her eyes. Yellow 13 respected her as a pilot, but did not want anyone to inherit the title of Yellow 4, nor a number higher than his, so she was classified as “Yellow Zero”. Because squadron rosters use only positive integers, Natasha remained off the records of both Erusea’s enemies and Erusea itself, and the official record of Yellow 4 being the only female ever in Yellow Squadron remained intact. Natasha flew several missions with Yellow Squadron before Mobius One shot down the entire squadron, and during that short time she was unable to score a kill before being shot down by Mobius One. Unlike the rest of the squadron, she barely survived and escaped with major injuries, and was airlifted to intensive care. By the time she was fit to fly again, the war had been won in the hands of Mobius One, who Natasha had learned to admire while reading of his feats from her hospital bed. As Erusea was demilitarized and the Free Erusea initiative quelled, Natasha left for Yuktobania. While her loyalty was with Erusea, she needed to get back in the air – flying was therapeutic for her, and the only time her emotional wounds subsided was in the cockpit. Joining the Yuktobanian Kvant Squadron, she flew for the Yukes in the Circum-Pacific War, scoring a single kill and finding more adversaries to admire in the form of the Demons of Razgriz. Over the course of the war and many missions she became the leader of the Kvant Squadron. Still one kill away from being an ace upon the war’s end, Natasha was out of combat for the next eleven years, flying combat exercises and recreationally to keep herself sharp. Her Su-37 Terminator and the rest of her squadron's aircraft were recalled by the military after five years amongst budget cuts as the squadron (though being one of the nation's leading outfits) was no longer seeing any combat, and she was placed on an old stock MiG-23.

Extra Information: Her favorite color is, predictably, yellow.