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So, your character's an air-force pilot?
Yeah, USAF helicopter pilot, flying rescue choppers. SAR is pretty intricate, dangerous work, particularly CSAR (Combat Search and Rescue.)
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Yeah, USAF helicopter pilot, flying rescue choppers. SAR is pretty intricate, dangerous work, particularly CSAR (Combat Search and Rescue.)
Robson got one more before the drones got wise and started firing in their direction. Whatever these buildings were made of, they seemed resistant to some of the fire, but some of the heavier stuff penetrated and that caused Robson to get out of his firing position and into cover. He didn't need to yell things out or do anything but what was trained into him; get down, get out of the way and let the guys covering him do their jobs.
The volume of fire lasted for about three seconds as Vogel's gunners and the rest of the squad started to return fire defensively. Robson stayed out of that fight, providing overwatch for his own squad. The idea here was that someone should be watching, and the long rifles were it for the moment.
Shit, Robson thought to himself, we're in it now. But having the position compromised was a given once they started taking shots, and the plan involved bringing the Salvesh in deeper, luring them with the thought of easy bait and then catching the enemy with a movement to contact. It meant Park's squad felt exposed. It was calculated risk, but perhaps they were figuring that if the squads made contact first, then higher headquarters could pile on with the heavier stuff.
He scanned the misty atmosphere of the habitat with naked eyes rather than a scope, looking to catch movement and whatever else. The noise of the machineguns working was bound to draw further attention.
It was a momentary peek, but it had him on his scope and scanning intently; and with the movement detected by the VI assist, assets like friendly drones, freed up from the combat by the Squad's engagement, focused their searches on the area as well.
There were a couple basic designations for enemies. The enemy drone types were, on the augmented reality goggles, purple. Any enemy, such as the drones, engaged with them were red. Anything they couldn't see directly was a small diamond on the display, but anything directly exposed to them was outlined. Lost contacts went fainter in color and circular to indicate the last known area.
Overlaying all this was a haze of probable, but not definite, area of enemy activity, which was marked with lines to indicate where that area, probably, ended.
Organic enemies were orange. The little orange diamonds started to pop up as the drones did their work.
Of course then, the Salvesh, themselves familiar with drone capabilities, started popping those drones and the diamonds turned to dim circles.
But that one pesky Salvesh poked out again, readying some sort of weapon, and Robson reported, "Salvesh, 11 o'clock, down below. 800M. Heavy weapon."
He took his time lining up the shot, using all the data provided through the scope of his weapon and the attached accessories that helped determine, automatically, how to compensate and fed all that into the scope with indicators, both visual in the form of arrows, and haptics, in the form of a pulse on the grip of his weapon (like an Apple watch on navigation mode) that guided him right to where the enemy was, as he was lining up his shot. He even had a little marker to show him where to aim to achieve the best result. He'd told the VI some time ago that center mass was preferred, because heads were harder to hit, and Robson was pragmatic.
He barely heard his own shot, but he felt the recoil through the pseudo-musculature compensators in the Grathik-modified light fifty. Those clenched and absorbed the recoil, keeping him on target with a follow-on shot if he wanted one. He still did things in an old fashioned way with breathing control and trigger discipline. Robson could have jerked the trigger, breathed in when out was needed and otherwise thrown the shot. Or the Salvesh could have noticed a jerky, rather than smooth, trained movement by the sniper. All these variables. The Grathik learned, the hard way, that advanced weapons were nice, but you needed a killer to do the killing.
The Salvesh's upper body, armored as it was in a plated suit, still exploded into a mess of mangled flesh as Jake Robson scored the first organic kill of Humanity's first war in space.
The volume of fire lasted for about three seconds as Vogel's gunners and the rest of the squad started to return fire defensively. Robson stayed out of that fight, providing overwatch for his own squad. The idea here was that someone should be watching, and the long rifles were it for the moment.
Shit, Robson thought to himself, we're in it now. But having the position compromised was a given once they started taking shots, and the plan involved bringing the Salvesh in deeper, luring them with the thought of easy bait and then catching the enemy with a movement to contact. It meant Park's squad felt exposed. It was calculated risk, but perhaps they were figuring that if the squads made contact first, then higher headquarters could pile on with the heavier stuff.
He scanned the misty atmosphere of the habitat with naked eyes rather than a scope, looking to catch movement and whatever else. The noise of the machineguns working was bound to draw further attention.
It was a momentary peek, but it had him on his scope and scanning intently; and with the movement detected by the VI assist, assets like friendly drones, freed up from the combat by the Squad's engagement, focused their searches on the area as well.
There were a couple basic designations for enemies. The enemy drone types were, on the augmented reality goggles, purple. Any enemy, such as the drones, engaged with them were red. Anything they couldn't see directly was a small diamond on the display, but anything directly exposed to them was outlined. Lost contacts went fainter in color and circular to indicate the last known area.
Overlaying all this was a haze of probable, but not definite, area of enemy activity, which was marked with lines to indicate where that area, probably, ended.
Organic enemies were orange. The little orange diamonds started to pop up as the drones did their work.
Of course then, the Salvesh, themselves familiar with drone capabilities, started popping those drones and the diamonds turned to dim circles.
But that one pesky Salvesh poked out again, readying some sort of weapon, and Robson reported, "Salvesh, 11 o'clock, down below. 800M. Heavy weapon."
He took his time lining up the shot, using all the data provided through the scope of his weapon and the attached accessories that helped determine, automatically, how to compensate and fed all that into the scope with indicators, both visual in the form of arrows, and haptics, in the form of a pulse on the grip of his weapon (like an Apple watch on navigation mode) that guided him right to where the enemy was, as he was lining up his shot. He even had a little marker to show him where to aim to achieve the best result. He'd told the VI some time ago that center mass was preferred, because heads were harder to hit, and Robson was pragmatic.
He barely heard his own shot, but he felt the recoil through the pseudo-musculature compensators in the Grathik-modified light fifty. Those clenched and absorbed the recoil, keeping him on target with a follow-on shot if he wanted one. He still did things in an old fashioned way with breathing control and trigger discipline. Robson could have jerked the trigger, breathed in when out was needed and otherwise thrown the shot. Or the Salvesh could have noticed a jerky, rather than smooth, trained movement by the sniper. All these variables. The Grathik learned, the hard way, that advanced weapons were nice, but you needed a killer to do the killing.
The Salvesh's upper body, armored as it was in a plated suit, still exploded into a mess of mangled flesh as Jake Robson scored the first organic kill of Humanity's first war in space.
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Finally getting back to this. The wife is expecting another storage shelf. I told her that was going to be put on hold today. I need to respond to some RPs.
She has a fierce honeydo list. I've got a bunch of shopping to do for a relative that caught e.coli, so go fig.
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Attention: Now that my Christmas and New Year's break is over, I'm going to sit down and make a starter. However, this will be a very lengthy process as I have never really made a big advanced RP before, but I'm going to sit down and try to get all the pieces together. I advise everyone to please have patience with me, but get ready.
No problem. I still have to decide what exact formation I am going to play, but it will probably be assorted elements of the USAF 14th Air Commando Wing, which provided all sorts of close air support, airlift and various unconventional operations from Thailand to Laos to parts of Vietnam. I'll probably add on more conventional CSAR units as well.
So yeah, the BAT-21 stuff.
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Forum: Advanced Roleplay
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Color me interested. I'll try and get something together soon.
Sounds good. If you have any questions, I'll be around in Discord and lurking here, since I am doing a honeydo list today.
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Character sheet section is intended to go with a minimum sheet format that involves people inventing lore and putting them into easy-to-write and quick-to-post 'stubs' so we can be on the same page with lore additions from players.
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- Discord Chat for the RP. Come and plot the revolution, maaaaaaaan.
- I want only a couple things over in character sheets - a name, a faction (Wild Hunt, FBI, Seelie Court, etc,) a location (probably in California for now) and maybe a one sentence summary of the character. Yeah, because we need to be writing posts, not character sheets, and this way we can quickly -add- essential characters.
- Please use one sheet for all stubs, character and lore.
Character Stubs
The whole point of this system is to quickly introduce a character's name, faction, species and a quick summary of who they are in order to get them into the plotline quickly. We're doing away with large sheets as an experiment. You can even write this stuff -after- you make the first post. Also, this is a great way to do up NPC's and locations of note.
Name:
Species:
Faction:
Location:
Synopsis of Role: (One sentence, keep it moving. Ex. Vampire organized crime boss or federal investigator with an overly sharp interest in supernatural affairs. Or the hippie bigfoot grower of the MC's favorite sativa strain.)
Species:
Faction:
Location:
Synopsis of Role: (One sentence, keep it moving. Ex. Vampire organized crime boss or federal investigator with an overly sharp interest in supernatural affairs. Or the hippie bigfoot grower of the MC's favorite sativa strain.)
Lore Stubs
The whole point of this system is to quickly introduce a location or faction. This allows you to quickly create a reference item for the lore. We will work on a way to organize all this as we move along, but please add this to your character stubs.
Name:
Type: (Location, company, agency, affiliation)
Synopsis of Role: (One sentence, keep it moving. Ex. A yearly outdoor self sufficiency festival that the MC attends every year as 'security.')
Type: (Location, company, agency, affiliation)
Synopsis of Role: (One sentence, keep it moving. Ex. A yearly outdoor self sufficiency festival that the MC attends every year as 'security.')
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