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Valkyria Chronicles: Lions of the South

Sorry for the shitness of that post, but I'm literally cramming my RPs between assignments atm. Once Christmas break starts, I'll have so much more free time.

Valkyria Chronicles: Lions of the South

Sergeant Harald, Gallian Militia

'We are...' Despite the potentially dangerous situation, Harald tried to think positively for once. 'We are, but there are other Militia elements in the area. Besides, the Army's been probing Vasel for days. Might be a stray squad ahead of the others..? Maybe?' The chances weren't high though, he knew too well. Chances were that it was a derelict, or worse an Imp trap, a sentiment echoed by Glaive. The Sergeant turned to her, gave her an appraising eye. 'Could be, but do we really have the luxury of going around? We're on a tight schedule here y'know.' He paused for a long moment in indecision... until Stichler proposed a plan. 'Sure, Corporal? No offence, but you ain't exactly the most mobile one here. If things do go south, you might get caught flat-footed.' He didn't like her self-derisive tone either; NCOs needed to act confident for the sake of their subordinates. 'Alright, let's try this. Stichler, drop your lance and armour. You and Hunt scout ahead, take wide spacing. Once you get an idea of who's who, cell it in on the radio.'

Final Fantasy VIII: Tempus Veneficarum [7/10 Slots]

Alright, I owe you guys massive apologies. I keep trying to put time aside to post, but with all these due dates... argh. I'll do my damndest to post tomorrow.

Valkyria Chronicles: Lions of the South

Guys, I'm really sorry for leaving you hanging for so long. I'm praying that I have time tomorrow to put a few monster posts up, but it depends if I can get my coursework done in time.
In the meantime, feel free to take control of the situation if you want. I will post to move on soon

Valkyria Chronicles: Lions of the South

Nope. Google WWII German Hanomags. Its open topped, just with the MG replaced with a recoiless rifle.

Valkyria Chronicles: Lions of the South

RIP AtomicNut 2015
Then again, I've had two shifts at work, three exams and one essay that I've just handed in, all within 48 hours. It's doable, with a sufficient amount of coffee.

Valkyria Chronicles: Lions of the South

Oh.
Well shit.
Fair enough, happens to the best of us. I'll leave the retcon in, use Fina as an NPC for the meantime.

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I got kinda half a post up, apologies for that, but I'll get another one up some time over the next few days after a few others have posted.

Final Fantasy VIII: Tempus Veneficarum [7/10 Slots]

It all seemed to happen in a flash. One second he was panicking before two armed and suspicious guards, next second one was dead and the other knocked clean out. Fresno had never seen SeeD in action, but he had heard the horror stories. They didn't do them justice. Before he could speak, Duncan beckoned them over behind him, ready to breach the door. None of them looked particularly phased by what had just happened... Was this normal for a SeeD? Oh Christ, what have I gotten myself into...

'Well done. All going well, the armoury will be just down here.' Duncan glanced at the downed guards for a moment, weighing up the pros and cons of hiding them. With their kit so close at hand, they might be safe to go hot soon anyway, assuming the others achieved their objectives. A short burst of static caught his attention, emanating from Fresno's helmet. Shot with a questioning look, the soldier struggled to answer Phillips' hail. 'Y-yeah, I'm here. We just cleared the way to the armoury. About to move in, co-' Two things happened in the same moment. First, the pit suddenly and inexplicably fell out of Duncan's stomach and secondly, a wave of force ran through the entire building, knocking them to the floor. 'Dafuq was that?!' Within seconds sirens began to blare out across the prison, throwing everything into disarray. When Xerox's voice came through Fresno's radio, Duncan had to grab his helmet off him to get a satisfying enough reply. 'No shit, Sherlock!' Rescue squad indeed... His mind snagged on something Xerox said though. 'Wait, Eika? She's here? She's alive?!' Relief, euphoria, nerves and sheer abstract terror all jumbled together in Duncan's mind, silencing his voice for a time. One of those feelings didn't quite make sense to him, but he ran with it anyway.

'Uh... Shit, good plan. He'll have to be a target of opportunity though; no idea where he is. Break stealth, go loud and get those drives. If you're up to it, ambush those soldiers, otherwise slow them up. And get on the horn to Jericho too, tell him to pull the stops. Good luck mate, meet us in the control room asa you're done.' Passing the helmet back to a bewildered Fresno, Duncan sat back on his haunches, utterly overwhelmed. Hell, he might have expected a rescue mission to be launched, but with this timing..? He shook it off, focusing on the here and now. 'Ok. No more fucking about, go loud. I'll go first, then Fresno, Griff and Minerva in the rear. Move fast, hit hard, punch straight through. We hit the armoury and then set up at the only stairwell to the control room.' It would probably mean that they would be attacked, but with all their kit they could hold the position until the rest of the team arrived, especially if the power was out. 'Alright, let's move.'

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Yep. Duncan took one of them, so your post is good.