Kimiyosis

Stellvia [Always Accepting] (Hey, these things in parentheses are hip, right?)

Need contracts~?
Find a division within GNT~!

Stellvia [Always Accepting] (Hey, these things in parentheses are hip, right?)

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How about we all just go back to using analogue controls and mechanisms supplemented by hamster on hamster wheels?

@ClocktowerEchos

Why not humans in oversized hamster wheels?

Stellvia [Always Accepting] (Hey, these things in parentheses are hip, right?)

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You don't need ruber for that, in fact it wouldn't help at all, the lead rather would. All you need is a faraday cage, which needs to be conductive material, to block E1, and E3 shouldn't be a problem as long as they are not plugged into a charger or a phone line :D

@Forsythe

Or insulate with multiple copper layers
Lead is better saved for radiation protection, considering how blasted HEAVY that is.

Falling Skies: 7th Mobile Armor Suit Team

posted the collab between Beo, Harby, and myself.
Lazy with speech coloring, oyasumi~

Falling Skies: 7th Mobile Armor Suit Team

Yuu finally closed the rather classical computer, before leaning back in her chair. Shifting her gaze slightly to the side, as she beheld the multitude of empty mugs that once held warm coffee. She stretched her sore muscles, almost akin to a cat, before standing up. Taking her laptop, she was well on her way towards her room, when a sudden idea came to her. Continuing to walk down the corridors, she only stopped by her room to drop off the computer, before heading on her way towards a different room. Reaching the closed door, she only gave the nameplate a glance, before pushing open the door without knocking.

However, she did stop at the doorway in surprise, as she witnessed the sight of two grown men completely out cold, with a bottle of wine in the mix. Ignoring them for a moment, she wandered over to the bottle. Peering at it, she noted some of the leftover alcohol in it, and without any hesitation, she took a sip of it. Although rather strong for her taste, it still had an usual and exotic flavour to it. Placing the bottle back where she found it, she looked over to Gerard, before meandering over. Grabing the larger man's shoulders, she gently shook him, trying to wake him up.

"Non madamoiselle, you must not be so impatient," Gerard half mumbled in his sleep, before the incessant shaking made him realise that he was ACTUALLY being moved. "Quoi?" Gerard said as his eyes opened, slightly bleary, The Sirenian wine, though potent, left no sign of hangover, or lasting intoxication effects. Yet Gerard still half wondered whether he was still sleeping or not. "Madamoiselle Yuuyami, a pleasure as always you have you within my chambers," he said as he sat upright, wiping the sleep out of his eyes. It was only a few seconds since he had been sleeping and already the smarmy charm was bleeding out, "may I help you?"

Silently looking at Gerard for several moments, before Yuu finally spoke. "Can you....give me a massage?" Quietly voicing her request, she tilted her head slightly, her hair spilling over her shoulder towards her front.

With a wide smile, Gerard tilted his head slightly as he stood up, groaning with the effort. "But of course," he said as he stretched his muscles out, realising that at some point his ponytail had come undone. Sweeping his hair back into its glorious mane, Gerard indicated his bed...where a passed out massive American slab of meat was resting his head. "Just a moment," he said as he sauntered over to Wes. With an unceremonious yet gentle motion, he planted a boot in the side of his head and pushed him off, before moving aside. "Please," he said as a yawn passed, "make yourself comfortable."

Yuu almost laughed at the scene of Wes being shoved off the bed, the motion for some reason reminded her of scientist making the same motion to anything on their workspace during a new innovation. Complying with Gerard, she climbed onto the bed, before lying down on her stomach, her arms stretching out, once again rather cat-like, enjoying the feel of soft fabric on her bare arms.

Almost lazily he moved into position beside her and cracked his knuckles with a sound rivalling that of McKnight tearing into ribs before pressing his arms into Yuu's back. Inch by inch, he worked her back over with palm, fingers and wrist. Nothing much there but as soon as he met the shoulders he hit granite. "Sacre bleur, mon amis," he swore as he dug his fingers into what should have been soft flesh, "what have you been doing?" He narrowed his eyes, "apart from military duties." Careful not to hurt her, he started to press his palms in to try and loosen the muscle. "These shoulders...they are not human." Pushing Wes' comatose body further away, Gerard got closer to her shoulders, leaning close enough to breath down her neck if he wanted to. While her skin may have seemed soft at the time, they belied a rocky muscular structure.

Yuu started relaxing under Gerard's ministrations, only to wince as he had reached her shoulders. "Nonstop coffee and data reports." She knew her shoulders were sore, rather, she felt the pain, but she didn't realize it being that large of a deal until now. Squirming slightly, she mumbled, "And maybe tinkering with mechanisms in awkward positions...", before trailing off as she felt the slight graze of air from Gerard's breath. For some odd reason, this actually comforted her, and helped her to relax further.

Gerard nodded knowingly. "I remember when I was stuck doing data reports for the Capitane," he said as he managed to force the shoulders to ease up, "Went through 2 bottles of wine before I realised that I was meant to be signing on the dotted line." Thankfully, the crew had all forgotten about this by now. However, the stigma of a raging alcoholic still remained...not that it wasn't without merit. Moving Yuu's arms to her sides, he started to work through the other muscle group as he occassionally brushed hair out of the way, both Yuu's and his own. Finally, as he finished up on the shoulders he smiled. "There we go, you should feel a little better, non?" he asked before he started to move down...and stopped. Usually, he would have started working on the glutes and thighs by now...Only since this was a squadmate, he felt a little awkward about it. He vaguely wondered if he could skip it. "Is this satisfactory, madamoiselle?" he asked as he stood back up straight.

Enjoying the massage, Yuu let out a sigh, not filled with stress, but with relief. Smiling as she opened her eyes at Gerard's own story, she couldn't help but to comment on it. "I thought drinking made it harder to find that line?" Saying so with an amused tone, she blinked in surprise as she felt Gerard's hands leave her body.Upon hearing the question raised, she pondered for several moments, despite feeling rather hazy. Presumably from that drink that she tried recently. "You're good at this....but....is that all?", she asked this gently, before slowly adding, "Can you continue?", her tone rather similar to an innocent child's request.

"I...I can," Gerard said as he rubbed the back of his head, "but it would be in a rather...delicate area." He desperately wished for Wes to wake up right now. Either that, or stay asleep for the rest of the day. Him waking up in the middle of him...doing this would be disastrous indeed. He contemplated moving him out back to his own room but realised that the bastard would be too heavy to lift. Oh what to do...perhaps he could work his way out of this.

"Grrnngh.... ah'm not faht... just big boned..." came a lingering voice from the floor, cloudy with sleep and the remnants of too much psychedelic alcohol. He sat up, blinking heavily as his eyes adjusted to the scene before him. "Frenchman. Am I still drunk? There's a reason people call me a bull. Why does nobody ever invite me to the org-"

Without a word, Gerard firmly planted his boot in the now awakened Wes' face and ground him into the bolted metal floor. At least he woke up before Gerard had started. "Non, you are not drunk, so pick up what is left of your social etiquette," Gerard said with a warning tone as he removed his foot, "besides, nobody invites you because you remind them of someone who's face had a run-in with an angle grinder." Turning back to Yuu, he tilted his head and sighed. "Are you quite sure about the massage, madamoiselle?" he asked a final time as he cracked his knuckles, "my hands will be kneading some...sensitive areas." He felt like he already knew the answer though as he walked over and grabbed a bottle of wine that had been left out. He was going to need it.

Yuu glanced over at the semi-awake Wes, who was immediately sent to the ground by a boot to the face. Blinking in awe at the rather rough handling that Wes could take, no matter how many different situations similar to this one occured. Turning her attention back to Gerard, she nodded again, showing her confirmation to his question, although she didn't exactly understand what the man meant by kneading sensitive areas.

Taking a hefty gulp of the wine, Gerard placed it gently back on the table before grabbing what remained of the Sirenian wine as he passed, his boots slowly ringing on the hard metal floor. As he stepped past Wes, he wedged the bottle in Wes' hand as he continued back to the bed. "Either drink it and pass out or retire to your own room," Gerard said as he slapped his shoulder, indicating in a friendly fashion that if he didn't leave, he'd jam a chassé kick staight into his groin. Taking a deep breath, he grabbed Yuu's feet and began to massage, applying pressure where needed and stretching the muscle elsewhere. Inch by inch, he moved his way up, making sure to keep her sundress between his hands and her skin. It was thin enough to not intefere with his massage...but that was a double edged sword. And then...he reached the derriere and inner thighs. He paused again. He closed his eyes and took a deep breath. Keeping his eyes closed, he reached down and grabbed a pair of buns. 'Its just dough,' he told himself as he massaged the glutes, 'I'm just kneading dough.' While he may have been going in blind, at least he was thorough. It was no less professional than the rest of his massage but he was closing his eyes and grimacing.

Yuu continued to allow herself to mentally sink in the sensations of her body being thoroughly massaged. However, she still hadn't understood what was the problem, as Wes had seemed to be about to say something rather unusual, and Gerard had mentioned sensitive areas. Before her thoughts could travel any further however, she felt the hands grab her. Making a rather quiet yet no exactly out of place sound that seemed to be a combination of both a squeak and a squeal, she buried her face in the soft matress. So this was what he meant by sensitive areas?

While Wes had left on the behest of Gerard's boot to the face, his return was at the sound of the automatic door slamming open, Wes barging in with half the bottle left in one hand, and something sharp in the other. "I found it! I found muh sword!" He yelled, on the verge of being drunk yet again. "Y'all leave me out of all the fun and games, but here I am. I got me a sword." He unsheathed it, pulling the rather old fashioned cavalry blade outwards, exposing it. Clean gray steel edge with a gold inlaid basket handle. It wasn't something that should've been in Wes' hands. At all. Ever.

Caught in the compromising position, Gerard instantly released Yuu's soft buns and snapped up, his eyes narrowed at Wes. "I'm very sure there is a rule against drawing weapons in the ship for no good reason," Gerard said as he took a step forwards, "you could very well get court martialled for this if Capitaine Marquis was paying attention." One more step. Almost as soon as his foot hit the ground, he back foot snapped up and slammed the hard rubber sole of his boot into Wes' fingers gripping the sword, forcing him to release his hold on the weapon. Nary a second later after his foot hit the ground again, he delivered a piston chassé lateral into his chest, pushing him out of the still open door. There was a reason why Gerard dominated the ring back in the infantry. With long, powerful legs and a solid base, he was a natural Savateur. When he wasn't holding an axe at least. "I'm confiscating this," Gerard said as he picked up the blade by its handle, feeling its weight in his hand, "at least until you remember what I told you when you first entered my room." When he and Wes had first started to get chummy, Gerard had warned him to never walk in armed unless there was a combat going on as he had walked in with a dirty pistol. While it had seemed a simple request, it most definitely was not. It was an order. Locking the automatic door, Gerard sighed. What a blockhead. On the otherside, Wes whined and groaned. "Yer' a blockhead! That hurt!"

Stellvia [Always Accepting] (Hey, these things in parentheses are hip, right?)

GNT

Name of nation: Gessekai no Teikoku(Shortened to GNT)

Denonym: Seiko/Seko

Species: The Sekos, as they call themselves, are really just a huge variety of different races that have banded together. There is no 'single' species that makes up the GNT.

Description of government: The government is somewhat...volatile. At best, it can be described as a representative democracy, and can degenerate down to tribal at the worst. The representatives are generally the leaders/head of different divisions.

Description of military: It could be said that the entire population of GNT is its military force. Every single one of them either a pilot of their own heavily modified one occupant strike-craft, or a crew on board a slightly larger warship.

The military is split up into multiple divisions. Although this was originally done to better organize flanking tactics, the divisions have ended up becoming less versatile, and generally more specialized. Whenever new members, with new ships joins the GNT, they are usually placed into the division that is most compatible with their style and modifications/ship design.

Planetary/Atmospheric Force: Due to the nature of how the nation was formed, the entire nation just about lacks any type of planetary force. Most if not all operations are conducted through atmospheric-capable fighters, or infantry.

Ships: Even if one found ships originating from the same model, not a single one of them would be the same as another. Each and every ship is a customized and personalized to their pilots. Just about everything, ranging from the total amount of armor plating, to the different shield generators, to even the addition of a coffee machine built into the cockpit, every ship will be quite different.

Notable Divisions

First Division: "First Division, at your command!"
Known to specialize in rapid strikes and bombardment, the First Division are also powerful, just slightly below the Tenth. They are generally at the forefront of every assault, even ahead of the Tenth at times, acting as the advance force. Known to be rather studious, they seem to take pride in helping with a 'just cause'. Good luck attempting to convince them into something illegal, unless you trick them into it.

Fourth Division: "Ara, ara~, you seem to have something amusing~"
The Fourth is probably the most infamous, rivaling the Seventh from the shadows. On paper, this division specializes in reconnaissance. However, those in the know, can just about call the Fourth, the embodiment of all covert and underhanded contractors, ranging from priority assassinations, to sabotage, and anything in between. Especially worth noting is that they seem to be capable of procuring ships for GNT from....somewhere. No one knows how they do so. Everything is shrouded in mystery regarding this division. Just about every single one of their members belong in a different Division officially. The only ones that are officially known to be part of the Fourth, is the crew of Tonbokiri. However, what is known about them, seems to be that they don't have an urge to dominate others. Evident as they almost never utilize their famed ship on random targets. Even if they reach for more power, they still have no care for leading a nation.

Seventh Division: "We can help yo-Ahem. The Seventh are here to assist you."
The most famous division within GNT, this is probably the most archaic division, due to a lack of specializations. Without any major strengths or weaknesses, not many other divisions can stand alongside them. Generally most newcomers start in this division, before possibly being transferred to another. It can be said that the only strength the Seventh has asides from versatility, would be numbers, due to a lot of newcomers. Extremely friendly and willing to help, so long as you aren't asking them to start a war.

Tenth Division: "At the ready."
With the motto 'Matching one for a thousand', the Tenth stands at the pinnacle alongside the Seventh and Fourth with sheer strength. The phrase 'Quality over Quantity' perfectly fits them, as it can be said that they are the polar opposite of the Seventh. Rather steadfast and studious, as immobile as a bunker, it is hard to force one's opinions on the Tenth, just as it's hard to force one's ships through the Mjolnir.

Seventeenth Division: "Pffft, don't bother with any other Divisions. We're the best! Give us any job! We can do it!"
Not exactly strong, with a more vague specializations. They, like the Seventh, have numbers, except that the Seventeenth have just that as their specialty. They do not have the versatility of the Seventh. Also, they do have an unrequited grudge against the top four divisions, believing they themselves should be up there in the spotlight. They are actively attempting to recruit, however, unlike the Seventh, they will grab from anywhere, even pirates, and incorporate them into their own Division, instead of having them be sorted through the Seventh.

Twentieth Division: "Start undercoating the drive. Keep the heat manageable!"
An engineering division. Works closely with the Fiftieth, the Twentieth are responsible for repairs, refits, and construction of any plans that the Fiftieth have manage to draw up.

Fiftieth Division: "Marvelous! The design is sleek, streamline, and functional!"
Probably the less inclined to directly engage in combat, this division is where research and improvements on current technology occurs. Working closely with the Twentieth, the Fiftieth is responsible for studying the current technology that GNT has, before attempting to create plans for improvements on them.

Hundredth Division: "All units accounted for. Waiting on your orders sir!"
Though a less specialized division, akin to the Seventh, it's their way of life, and what kind of contracts that they normally search for. They are known to hit fast and hit hard, but more often than not, this is on duty. They take a assorted variety of bodywork/escort contracts, utilizing their ships and skills for the safety of another. Like the First, they are consistently thinking of what is right, and what is wrong.

Notable People

Yuuyami(4th): "Ara~? Would you like additional firepower? Or mayhaps political sabotage? Or, just maybe~ you~ would~ like~ me~?"
Mayumi(7th): "Stop calling me Chibi-chan!"

Notable Ships

Tonbokiri: A ship that doesn't pertain to the usual categorizations of ships. This was a prototype that was stolen by the Fourth Division. The closest classification for Nightfall would be a ‘Stealth Gun Chassis’. It is about the length of average battlecruiser, but with the durability of cardboard. However, making up for it’s extremely skewed specifications, would be the stealth capabilities and weaponry. On a normal basis, the ship defends against lightly armed pirates through multiple point defenses. However, the main cannon, that runs along the entire length of the ships(and really makes up 90% of the entire thing) fires a single blast of depleted uranium mixed with ionized plasma, capable of leveling an entire city, while short-circuiting whatever unprotected electronics with the residual EMP burst from the shot. Alongside the stealth-based equipment installed, many have feared this warship. However, there are limitations to it(it’s just that the Fourth covers up any rumors of it.). While it can become invisible to physical and electrical detection, the blast itself from cannon will alert just about every sentry within a two light year radius. It is a prototype after all.

Mjolnir: The third largest ship in the fleet, the Mjolnir is a light-turned-heavy cruiser belonging to the Tenth division. Though it is labelled as a heavy cruiser, the sheer amount of armor plating of varying types bolted all over it allows it to rival even battleships in the ability to soak up damage. However, unlike battleships, the Mjolnir does not have the ability to dish out damage as well. Packed with many point defenses, the most common use of the heavy cruiser would be as a wall, or breaking through blockades. Most, if not all its main firepower of kinetics and lasers are fixed forward. They have to turn the entire ship to fire behind them.

Sovereign: The second largest ship in the fleet, and probably the iconic ship of the nation. The Sovereign belongs to the Seventh, and like the owners, is rather versatile. The Sovereign is classified as an Assault Carrier. Air wing capacity of a standard carrier, with the armament of a battleship, with the speed of a cruiser. However, the armor can be said to be rather mediocre. Otherwise, this would have been classified as a Battle Carrier. This ships also acts similar to the 'main base' for the GNT, a mobile one at that. Armed with varying sizes of kinetic and laser based weaponry, it can be said that the ship has the solution for any situation. Even if the solution is running away. Equipped with a prototype gravitational warp drive.

Promenade: Largest ship in the fleet, and most heavily armored, surpassing even the Mjolnir even. Originally a large carrier, it has been heavily, heavily modified, to the point where it can be somewhat classified as a flying city. This is where most of everyone's R&R happens, and where those who can not fight are kept safely. With enough space for refuge, and space to farm and store food, it can be labeled as the most important ship within GNT. The ship itself could be said to be the brainchild of mostly everyone. The Seventh are responsible for the planning, with the Tenth and the First armoring it, and the Twentieth and Fiftieth responsible for converting the ship. How the ship was procured, one would have to ask the Fourth, who still haven't revealed how they managed to obtain it. Only the Seventeenth stood by and watched. Equipped with a prototype gravitational warp drive. Although this ship belongs to everyone, more often than not it is controlled by the Seventh.

Technological Overview

In terms of technology researched and produced by GNT themselves………nearly nil. However, they do acquire technology from other nations, and pirates at times.

Gravitational Warp Driver: A prototype variant of the FTL drive. This had come about as a alternative, with the concept of utilizing energy more efficiently to warp multiple items. The result? A warp drive that is rather volatile, prone to overheating, but can warp an area around the ship to a different location. Whatever was in the area will be warped as well. Even if it was half a ship being warped. Yes, this will sever anything that lies on the boundary of the warp area. Currently unable to mass-produce.

Optical and Electronic Camouflage: The tech that allows one to build special devices that cloaks the entire ship from prying eyes of both physical and electronic in nature. Currently unable to mass-produce

Reverse-Engineering: Primary source of technology and parts. GNT will salvage more often than not, and attempt to reverse engineer whatever new tech they can get their hands on. Generally the more complex tech, the harder it is to reverse engineer. And even when they can reverse-engineer, they need to find a method to build it.

Jury-rigging/Salvaging: What other nations might view as junk, the GNT views as more materials. They have become proficient at utilizing parts for purposes other than paperweight.

Cultural Overview: The members of Gessekai no Teikoku are just about battle hardened mercenaries. At least, the veterans are. Mostly, and legitimately recruited newcomers are babysat by the Seventh, and taken along during the veteran's contracts, so that the newcomers can get a feel for working for a living in dangerous conditions. However, each and every Division has their little quirks, that makes interacting with each one requiring a different approach. The First and the Seventh are similar in that they dislike dealing with shady business, preferring not to dirty their hands with anything that can come back with a vengeance. However, while the Seventh is more diplomatic, and prefers to resolve everything peacefully if possible, the First has a more itchy trigger finger, ready to shoot the moment they are fired upon.

The Hundredth is much less picky, choosing to accept contracts from whoever, as long as it is a contract regarding escorting/transportation, or protection of the sorts. The Tenth lies somewhat in between, with not entirely squeamish, choosing to accept a variety of contracts that benefit GNT as a whole.

Meanwhile, the less combat-savvy divisions, the Twentieth and Fiftieth, they will accept any contracts regarding research and development. However, if you expect to send them to some shady place where the ruins can pose a danger, you either have to provide escorts yourself, or higher one of the other Divisions alongside the former two.

Then....you get to the more......shady Divisions. The Seventeenth Division has had an unrequited grudge against the top four divisions, a grudge that is unanswered for, and seemingly un-cared for. They will take on any request, even ones that sounds absurdly stupid, if they believe that they will gain the upper hand over the others. Easily manipulated, they are currently being carefully watched by the Fourth, something that the other three top divisions know of.

Speaking of which, the Fourth Division is one that is utterly surrounded in mystery. No one really knows how large this Division is, nor how much firepower that have control over. The only known ship under their control is the Stealth Gun Chassis. All other ships and crew members are seeded throughout the other Divisions, without their knowledge. What is known to the general public, is that if you need an accurate recon report, the Fourth is who you should ask. However, the more shadier -and sometimes legal and powerful- figures know that the Fourth is the one with the dirty hands in GNT. They are willing to take tasks that would even ignite a multi-national war, even from one planet to another. It seems that while they aren't exactly fully trusted among their own nation, neither are they exiled. Because from all records shown, the Fourth have no care for domination, or control over nations.

History: Where ever there are nations, where ever there are rules. There will always those who rebel, those who run. Those who have chosen their own paths, have banded together for survival. What started as a revolutionary army, has become a full-fledged nation. They have survived and accumulated resource, ships, and manpower, through a large number of contracts and their mercenary-like stance. At first it was only for survival. However, now GNT has gradually turned from surviving, into thriving.

However, at some point, several divisions, namely the Twelfth, Thirteenth, Fourteenth, and Fifteenth had believed that the Fourth was becoming to dangerous, and would turn on the others. Those four Divisions took it up on themselves to attack and destroy a member of the Fourth in their own ship, as a message for the Fourth. And damn, what a response. Within a week, every member of those four divisions were gone. Without a trace. No corpse, no ship. Nothing. It was like they were erased from existence itself.

This had spread fear among the rest, as that had given them the image that the Fourth were untouchable. However, despite many worries, the Fourth did not continued their rampage.

Other: The Divisions could technically be placed in a tier-based categorization. While there isn't a large gap between Tier 1 and 2, or 3 and 4, there is a HUGE gap between 2 and 3.
Tier 1: 4th, 7th
Tier 2: 1st, 10th
Tier 3: 20th, 50th
Tier 4: 17th, 100th

There are a hundred divisions originally. Only four have disappeared, the rest exist. Those that are not in the notable section are...fillers? They're power scatters between Tier 3 and 4. Maybe a few at 1-2.

Elementals: Void Reign (OPEN)

Bouncing back and forth between a cute, adorable little child who clings and hides behind people.
Or a more rebellious character, causing mayhem every she had been.

Stellvia [Always Accepting] (Hey, these things in parentheses are hip, right?)

Wait, even if it's a WIP, we can post it in the Character tab?

Who Wants To Go On An Adventure!!! (FULL)

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He's come pretty naturally into the role of the 'tough love' parent. :p

@TheWizardLizard

Tsu-tsundere~!
So moe~!
:3

Stellvia [Always Accepting] (Hey, these things in parentheses are hip, right?)

Oh, you guys are going to love my nation!
Or hate it.
Depends on how well your diplomacy skills are.
Just saying...the nation is a representative democracy at its peak....tribal at worse(and most common).
Some of the 'countries' are suited to certain tasks tahn others, but each 'country' has their own quirks and diplomatic methods of reaching their goals.