Just posted the first part of the prologue, do tell if it's faek n gey.
edit: first parts' pacing sucks, changing.
edit: first parts' pacing sucks, changing.
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Neuton looked over Jeannes' report. It was bad... very bad.
"An alliance of the Major Ruling Companies? This has Volkov all over it.. We need to launch them
soon." Jeanne nodded, "Of course, what'll be our first target?", she inquired. "As you suggested..", he eyed the paper, "I also believe disrupting a Samay-Niasse refinery would be our best bet. That one.". Another nod, "Very well, we'll make sure their NCM's are operating as planned, they'll launch in two days." Neuton smiled a little behind his mask. "Good, good. You're dismissed for now.", a reply, "I'll get to work then."
He waited for her to leave his office. He locked the door behind her and waited a bit more, before grabbing a bottle of whiskey from a hidden cabinet. He mumbled to himself, "Not drunk enough for this shit..."
somewhat later
THUMPTHUMPTHUMPTHUMPTHUMP, The anti-air tank fired its' multiple flak cannons. Vlad frowned, he was detected. "Dumb bitch.. now I'm authorized to use lethal force!" he thought as he unfolded his NC's energy cannon. He continued dodging for a second using the forests husks of bark and leaves as cover, until he dumb-fired his particle cannon without a lock. Direct Hit. The tanks' ammo stores exploded in one shot, as a small amount of super heated air left the 'barrel' of the particle gun. Vlad looked around, the ancient forest surrounding him was so alien, its' sparse, mostly-dead trees making him feel cramped in between them. A fire began to spread from the burning husk of the tank. Vlad payed no heed as he continued his mission.
Did he say bitch? His mother would've hated to hear him say that... he mentally smacked himself as punishment. He continued, in any case, coming closer and closer to the BUA facility. One of the last ones in Volkovs' territory, that was known of, at least. Eventually, he had a single small radar contact. The base was hidden thoroughly, if anything was it, it must've been this single, small dot. That's what he thought before seeing it turn into more dots. He got a message through the comms system, "VLAD!".
he... he recognized that voice! He screamed, "AARRRRRTHUUUUR!".
Meanwhile
"BLITZKRIEG!", Nietzche's half-robot voice screamed at his allies' comm units, they surrounded the enemy in seconds, firing wildly at it as it was turned into swiss cheese by their massive amounts of firepower. Next enemy, again, again, and again. The adversary was overwhelmed, five 'Royalty' class pilots surrounding them one by one with highly varied weapons was too much for their armor and maneuverability to handle. "Sir, detecting another wave of Serbia Dynamic units, a super-heavy tank squad is closing in as well." "You know the drill, surround and eliminate!", he popped his now-empty magazine for his MG and reloaded quickly, his chain guns were running low on ammo as well, but that was relative..
"Where's our MLRS support?! MLRS, saturate the area! Now!", with that, a massive amount of rockets were fired by the tank and truck battalion as they maneuvered in, hundreds of powerful missiles flew at the BDS squad. They began collectively dodging wildly while firing at the swarm, thinning it out. Before long, the heavy tank squad began rolling in as they were recovering and bombarding them almost directly. Nietzche commanded the others to stand back and let him handle the rest... He weaved through their attacks with grace, having not been hit at all during the commotion from before. It was almost like he dodged shots before they were even fired, but he wasn't. He was just faster. Whatever happened, the Serbian Dynamics squad was as good as dead now.
Back at Howling Sands...
"Yeah, this is already a losing battle, isn't it? heheh... Well, I don't know about you guys but I'll be fine if Howling Sands keels over." Traore chuckled a bit, "I'll try and see if I can 'acquire' anything that could help us, but we're already running out of resources. No promises." Jeanne nodded, "Y'know Traore... sometimes I wonder if we're even in the right place. I mean... the 'personnel' of the ruling companies aren't horrendously treated... Why do we fight?". "Don't be stupid, you know why you're doing this. You think I'm any different in that regard?" "I guess not... You think they'll live out there? They're launching for the first time soon.". Traore re-assured her one last time, "Of course. You trained them well."
"If you say so."
Prologue part 1, FIN
"An alliance of the Major Ruling Companies? This has Volkov all over it.. We need to launch them
soon." Jeanne nodded, "Of course, what'll be our first target?", she inquired. "As you suggested..", he eyed the paper, "I also believe disrupting a Samay-Niasse refinery would be our best bet. That one.". Another nod, "Very well, we'll make sure their NCM's are operating as planned, they'll launch in two days." Neuton smiled a little behind his mask. "Good, good. You're dismissed for now.", a reply, "I'll get to work then."
He waited for her to leave his office. He locked the door behind her and waited a bit more, before grabbing a bottle of whiskey from a hidden cabinet. He mumbled to himself, "Not drunk enough for this shit..."
somewhat later
THUMPTHUMPTHUMPTHUMPTHUMP, The anti-air tank fired its' multiple flak cannons. Vlad frowned, he was detected. "Dumb bitch.. now I'm authorized to use lethal force!" he thought as he unfolded his NC's energy cannon. He continued dodging for a second using the forests husks of bark and leaves as cover, until he dumb-fired his particle cannon without a lock. Direct Hit. The tanks' ammo stores exploded in one shot, as a small amount of super heated air left the 'barrel' of the particle gun. Vlad looked around, the ancient forest surrounding him was so alien, its' sparse, mostly-dead trees making him feel cramped in between them. A fire began to spread from the burning husk of the tank. Vlad payed no heed as he continued his mission.
Did he say bitch? His mother would've hated to hear him say that... he mentally smacked himself as punishment. He continued, in any case, coming closer and closer to the BUA facility. One of the last ones in Volkovs' territory, that was known of, at least. Eventually, he had a single small radar contact. The base was hidden thoroughly, if anything was it, it must've been this single, small dot. That's what he thought before seeing it turn into more dots. He got a message through the comms system, "VLAD!".
he... he recognized that voice! He screamed, "AARRRRRTHUUUUR!".
Meanwhile
"BLITZKRIEG!", Nietzche's half-robot voice screamed at his allies' comm units, they surrounded the enemy in seconds, firing wildly at it as it was turned into swiss cheese by their massive amounts of firepower. Next enemy, again, again, and again. The adversary was overwhelmed, five 'Royalty' class pilots surrounding them one by one with highly varied weapons was too much for their armor and maneuverability to handle. "Sir, detecting another wave of Serbia Dynamic units, a super-heavy tank squad is closing in as well." "You know the drill, surround and eliminate!", he popped his now-empty magazine for his MG and reloaded quickly, his chain guns were running low on ammo as well, but that was relative..
"Where's our MLRS support?! MLRS, saturate the area! Now!", with that, a massive amount of rockets were fired by the tank and truck battalion as they maneuvered in, hundreds of powerful missiles flew at the BDS squad. They began collectively dodging wildly while firing at the swarm, thinning it out. Before long, the heavy tank squad began rolling in as they were recovering and bombarding them almost directly. Nietzche commanded the others to stand back and let him handle the rest... He weaved through their attacks with grace, having not been hit at all during the commotion from before. It was almost like he dodged shots before they were even fired, but he wasn't. He was just faster. Whatever happened, the Serbian Dynamics squad was as good as dead now.
Back at Howling Sands...
"Yeah, this is already a losing battle, isn't it? heheh... Well, I don't know about you guys but I'll be fine if Howling Sands keels over." Traore chuckled a bit, "I'll try and see if I can 'acquire' anything that could help us, but we're already running out of resources. No promises." Jeanne nodded, "Y'know Traore... sometimes I wonder if we're even in the right place. I mean... the 'personnel' of the ruling companies aren't horrendously treated... Why do we fight?". "Don't be stupid, you know why you're doing this. You think I'm any different in that regard?" "I guess not... You think they'll live out there? They're launching for the first time soon.". Traore re-assured her one last time, "Of course. You trained them well."
"If you say so."
Prologue part 1, FIN
Awesome, should be pretty good now.
Feel free to down grade it some, but not too much.
Yep, right now you're fielding GM's or lower-end gundams, not the Turn-A Gundam or anything. (as examples)
Most NCM upgrades will be by 'gundam-jacking' enemy NCM's by killing their pilots and dragging them back to the base, salvaging the wrecks for parts, 'acquiring' (read: stealing) enemy prototypes or discarded parts found on the field, and finally just buying the damn things.
Most NCM upgrades will be by 'gundam-jacking' enemy NCM's by killing their pilots and dragging them back to the base, salvaging the wrecks for parts, 'acquiring' (read: stealing) enemy prototypes or discarded parts found on the field, and finally just buying the damn things.
There are 'grunt' NCM's coming soon, but Howling Sands blew most of their funds on even gaining access to standard NCM's, grunt NCM's are currently out of the question.
Occasionally, there'll be a near super-robot level boss, like 'The Lost' in the characters tab. He might be a boss, he might not. depends on th PC's choices :3
Alright though, everyone's related to Howling Sands so you MUST end up with them. Remember though, this RP is going to be pretty grimdark, and we have plenty of happy-peppy dudes already. Again, read over the intro post at least and get a feel for how outnumbered and outgunned the PC's will be for quite a while. At most just six NCM's, against multiple super-corporations with giant flying military bases or tracked nuclear launch facilities, isn't exactly a fair fight in the long run.
Damn straight it is.
Read over the thread completely and gimme your CS, we'll start later this week or so while I finalize my plots.
Read over the thread completely and gimme your CS, we'll start later this week or so while I finalize my plots.
Alright, mind if I start on a GM only prologue post? I really wanna write one for some reason so everyone can get a 'feel' of the themes that'll be abundant (i hope) at start.
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