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FRAMEs (Mech combat, political intrigue & corporate struggles)

Another option is to let/force some pilots to sit-out on some missions.

FRAMEs (Mech combat, political intrigue & corporate struggles)

Otherwise, I'm happy to have Marlene tag along! Will she be a new addition or a Panther returning from leave?

@Aristo

Likely a newcomer, due to how recent the Kamdeshi revolution has been.
-It is being implied that Marlene has seen combat in the last three years of that war; not as experienced as Leclerc, though.

As for weapons, I'll wait. Was hoping for a small autocannon and a large autoloading tank-gun (literally ripped the specs off an AMX-13's turret). The rocket-pack was likewise, the tubes from a BM-21-1 ripped right off the truck and bolted onto the FRAME.

FRAMEs (Mech combat, political intrigue & corporate struggles)

Name: Marlene Abdelkadar
Age: 19
Gender: Female

Disposition: Sly, intolerably persistent, very emotionally invested and motivated.

Background: Hailing from war-torn USK/PU borderlands, unlike Leclerc, her unit was issued with second-hand FRAMES after the PU was already well-equipped to deal with the threat. Constant supply-problems and frequent breakdowns from skating across sand-dunes meant her squad operated under-strength in guerilla-warfare, often the pilots functioned as light infantry while the few remaining FRAMES provided much-needed fire-support to their guerrilla campaign.

On more than one occasion, civilian-FRAMES were pressed into service either just to keep a few more frames running, or retained simply because their smaller size was better suited to the sort of operations they conducted.

When the war ended, their independence secured, there was a massive draw-down and disarmament of their forces as USK focused its resources on rebuilding and caring for their people, an act that quickly highlighted the difference between the PU and USK. Marlene's unit was one of the first to be scrapped, handing in many of their converted FRAMES for economic development, while nearly all their best FRAMES ended up being conglomerated into a single centralized unit.

Angered by her new vestigial purpose in the military, sitting behind a desk, she quit and purchased a surplus FRAME and hit the mercenary-market.

Appearance

Inventory:
-AKSN-75U "Tanker's Krinkov" with infra-red scope and IR laser-sight/illuminator plus a 75 round drum because if she gets into a firefight out of her FRAME, it won't last long enough for her to get a chance to reload.

Funds: 312,410c

Other:

MP21-AC YASSIR

Name: MP21-AC Handou "Yassir"
Manufacturer: Kelhei Manufacturing
Height: 4.3 meters
Weight: 6627 kg
Armor: 45 mm durasteel alloy
Speed (Walk): 42 kph
Speed (Skate): 72 kph
Sensor range: 2 km
Communication range: 10 km
Operating range: 500 km
Power: 140
Weight: 85
Price: 221,590c

Armaments

Autocannnon: GSh-23 in UPK-23 pod
Manufacturer: Gryazev-Shipunov
Caliber: 23x115 mm
Effective range: 600 m
Penetration: 29 mm of vertical steel alloy at 400 meters (SAPHEI)
Rate of fire: 2,400 rds/min
Ammunition capacity: 200 rounds
Ammunition types: API, SAPHEI, APDS
Mount: carried, two hands
Weight: 6
Price: 6,000c

Fire-Support Package:
Rocket-pack: "Hailstorm" Heavy Rocket Complex
Manufacturer: Tiema-Honyan Heavy industries
Diameter: 122 mm
Effective range: 20 km (each rocket is nearly 3 meters long)
Penetration/Ammunition Type: Varies
Ammunition capacity: 40 rockets
Mount: Back
Weight: 30
Price: 40,000c

Sniper Package:
Cannon: 105 G1
Manufacturer: Gillette
Cartridge: 105x607R
Effective Range: 1.5 km
Penetration: 300mm at 1.5 km
Rate of Fire: 12 rds/min
Ammunition Capacity: 12 shells
Mount: 2 handed
Weight: 12
Price: 20,000c

The Walking Dead: To Greener Pastures

Gabel Wester
William Taggart

Patrick continued eyeing the Mosin with envy, as it had been left unattended; until Gabel said something about her father, suggesting he was the source of the scraping-noise. He also saw the drawing of the woman, and put that and the story of how she'd burned herself trying to cook together.

He was pretty sure what that meant, the girl was an orphan in denial.

"That safehouse sound like a good idea," Patrick said, nodding; "But maybe we should leave a note in case someone else comes. We don't want them to worry."

---

From the kitchen, William murmured in agreement, "We can put a tag on the door, telling any response-teams this place has been checked and evacuated with survivors, and any hazards, or supplies left behind to aid others, and an arrow, map, or just a note to where we went and who."

As the water began to boil, Taggart brought the heat down and took a crayon and a sheet of paper, writing a note in big letters, followed shortly by Patrick and Gabel.

Just then, the saucepan of boiling water was knocked off the stove and a loud groan was heard, some shamblers had gotten in. Mr Willis prompty started hacking into them, getting bitten when his Kukri sunk into one of them at a bad angle and took too long to get out. With one hand now pretty badly messed-up and bleeding, he drew his revolver and started shooting. Taggart set down the sheet of paper and grabbed Gabel to let her ride his back (having just learned her name), there wasn't any time or space for him to grab any of the rucksacks as he fetched his rifle and went out the only clear-looking door, truncheoning a few on the way out as he went at a very brisk jog towards the go-cart.

In the living-room, sat their note, slightly blood-splattered upon the table:

Survivors evacuated to 8th Street Aid station, Willmington, 10/25
- William Taggart
-Patrick Willis
- Gabel Wester

The Walking Dead: To Greener Pastures

*Just realized everyone who wanted to join the Foster/LPFan/LoveMeDead party has already moved-on.

*Proceeds to kill every other character in the room with Mr. Taggart.

Well, I'll give @Love Me Dead a chance on auto-follow for a bit. But LPFan hasn't even logged in for a month.

The Walking Dead: To Greener Pastures

From page 4

@Foster@Love Me Dead

The man accepted Patrick's handshake as he introduced himself as William Taggart from Wisconsin. As the little girl and William got inside the house, Patrick followed them as he took one more look behind at the street which was awfully quiet. Once he was inside the house he made himself confortable on an armchair and started eyeballing William's rifle. "Nice Mosin." He said while changing his view towards William. "My father used to have one of those too. Bought it for one hundred bucks fifteen years ago. It's probably still somewhere back home. I only took this revolver when I left Miami. The kukri I took from a half eaten dead guy's hand." He said smiling as he looked down, rubbed his beard and looked back at William.

@LPFan

Gabel Wester

Gabel closed the window and relocked it before following them. She took a seat at the kitchen table being able to see them from there. She frowned a bit when Patrick stepped on the pillows she had all over the floor with his shoes. She just started coloring with her crayons on one of the papers she had on the table. The house looked as if she'd been alone for awhile. It was true, her dad had turned a week ago locking himself in the bathroom. He hadn't had the guts to shoot himself while he was in there. She stopped for a moment and opened up her water bottle and took a drink. She smiled to herself, she was secretly pretending they weren't there and to her it was the funniest thing.

She looked back as she heard the scratching on the bathroom door before giving off a small sigh going back to her drawing. She was drawing her mom, maybe one of these guys had seen her? She was actually pretty happy to have some company even if they were strangers. She'd been pretty lonely just her and her drawings. @LPFan @Foster

@Love Me Dead

"Yeah, but keeping the bore from rusting-out is a bit of a challenge with corrosive ammunition. Still hits hard though." Taggart stated, a little uneasy by how Willis was eying-up his rifle with more than a little envy and nostalgia.

He watched as the little girl, not yet introduced, was quietly ignoring them. The fact that she refused to acknowledge what was going-on was probably more unsettling even as he heard a scratching at the front-door to join the much louder scratching at the bathroom door.

He then heard something meowing, and remembered his kitty-cat had tagged-along with him this time.

Opening the door just a crack, he let the little feline into the house as it stalked up behind Gabel, watching her intently before perking its ears at the noise of the bathroom-door scraping.

@Foster

Gabel Wester

Gabel turned a bit when he went to open the door and just looked at the kitten before speaking softly once it turned it's head to the noise, "You leave my daddy alone." She took a moment to look at both of them men and gave a sigh before pointing to the stove, a gas stove. Her voice sounded sweet like she was trying to get her way, "If you two are going to be in here one of you are going to make mac and cheese." She stood up and walked over to one of the counters stepping on the little blue stool she had set up there opening up the cupboard and pulling out two boxes setting them down seeming to be still half talking to herself, "I burnt myself last time I made it."

She was a strange child not acting too afraid of these to strangers in her home. She got down and opened a door to her pantry pulling out four plastic bottles of water holding them in her arms. All this time she'd been simply staying in the house and feeding herself anything she could find, one thing was for sure, this kid was smart.

Setting them down she seemed to be half ignoring them again as she got a pot out from under the stove and set it up opening the bottles and dumping them into the pot before going back to her seat at the table simply stating, "I'm hungry." She picked up her crayon and started coloring in the face of her drawing, she seemed to be happy with what she was doing. @LPFan@Foster

@Love Me Dead

Will Taggart was a bit flabbergasted at Gabel's behavior, it was as though she was still expecting someone, some sort of authority she could recognize, and until then in her mind she was in charge of the house. Still, the girl was hungry, so was he. Her terms seemed reasonable as he volunteered to operate the stove and make sure not to waste a single precious drop of water boiling-over.

Since she was in the room he decided it was a good time to get to know their hostess:

"So, you waiting for anyone to come pick you up? I heard over the radio there was an aid-station in Wilmington being run on 8th street. They claim to have food and barricades. Doesn't sound like the safest place, but maybe they got sidetracked over to there and lost hope?"

@Foster

[Note: being given GM-permission to control everyone's characters for this post, it is being subtly hinted I am to kill them off.]

(also, post will be broken into review and new-content, simply so I can double-check what is going-on and tie-in my character to more-active group.)

The Walking Dead: To Greener Pastures

Tempted to just post the house being overrun with shamblers while boiling that mac 'n cheese.

A Slithering Scheme (Ebonfort)

Chartose was enjoying a rather hearty meal, half of which he'd caught himself, the other half paid for, prepared most graciously by the well-paid innkeepers as the crowded hall of jovial gents listened to a huntswoman's yarn about a creepy little cave-entrance some three days worth of hard hiking right into screamer-territory.

The Charr scoffed, downed the last of his meade, and took a place in line. The Yuan-Ti huntress made quick work of dismissing much of the rabble as being fueled more from liquid-courage and hormones than an actual taste of adventure and exploration. By the time it was his turn the phrase "How can you be useful to me?" had lost all hint of emotion.

"You said there is a cave, a dark one. I can see well enough in the dark, I can cope and climb well enough with or without a rope. You had my interest at this place having the wildlife spooked."

Chartose then motioned for two more goblets of ale to the table as he pulled-up a chair, "So what sent you out looking for wild-game in screamer-territory?"

Ebonfort

Will post soon as life stops spinning.

The Walking Dead: To Greener Pastures

<Snipped quote by Foster>

Feel free to puppet his character, it's been quite a while. I'd like to get all the characters in the same place relatively soon

@FortunesFaded

Well, I'm waiting for @Love Me Dead to post, so they can puppet @LPFan and this can get moving.