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Pilots Wanted! A Titanfall RP

@Drakey
Also, when it comes to machines: there is torque and there is speed. Speed wont have much torque, and its effectiveness is VERY reliant on weight. Pile on just a bit more weight, and effectiveness decreases notably. Torque, though, like a Legion? Take all the weight off, and itll move just about as fast as before. Double the weight, and itll move slightly slower. lots of torque = big engines, big joints.

thats why small and fast stays small and fast, and big and slow will stay big and slow

Pilots Wanted! A Titanfall RP

@Drakey
youtube.com/watch?v=SCenq-HHDMc
Watch this video. About 35:00 onwards for some basic titanfall stuff, with Jack Cooper (Titanfall 2 Campaign main character) powering up BT7274 for the first time.

Pilots Wanted! A Titanfall RP

@Drakey
All Titans are connected to their pilots on a mental level.

Rewatch the moment when Jack first got into BT

And putting heavier armor on a Northstar just counteracts the entire point of its agility: the Northstar has a lighter frame than medium and heavy titans, and for good reason- its carrying less, so it needs less. When you put more armor onto a frame designed for speed, you seriously compromise that speed. Your Northstar would be able to get run down other medium titans, and definitely by other lighter titans. And the extra armor wouldn't really save you from that.

Pilots Wanted! A Titanfall RP

@Shadow Daedalus
There's actually no such rank as "Officer." There's quite a few ranks among commissioned officers, and there's a hierarchy among them just like among lower ranked grunts and the like. You didn't list your rank, so I assume it's lower.

You can take examples straight from the air force- colonels, captains, majors and the like all fly, even though they're all technically officers, there's still one wing leaders and commanders and such.

Pilots Wanted! A Titanfall RP

"You get yourself killed down there, and I'm gonna kill you myself," Savannah said as she slugged Cooper in the shoulder. "You promised to help me free my planet, and this is the first step, bucko. I don't care if I got you drunk to high hell to get it from you! Now let's go raze these assholes!" She cracked a grin at him as he rubbed his shoulder, though also grinning. Calling out a farewell, she turned and started heading towards her Titan. Cooper usually dropped with the 6-4 guys, while she and the rest of the actual SRS dropped from a different wing of the hangar.

En route to her Titan, she passed through some of the Grunt drop pod hangars, selecting one of them in particular.

Grabbing the guy by his armor and dragging him to the side, much to his squadmates' amusement, she turned to him, stern.

"You are no Cooper, I am no Lastimosa. We are here to fight, but you keep yourself calm and collected, alright? I didn't train you to die, I trained you to carry on the fight, no matter what. We'll finish your last session with the jumpkit when we get back, but I don't want none of that hero bullshit from you. You just keep stayin' alive, cuz." Giving the man, who was actually older than her, a pat on the shoulder, he saluted to her. She couldn't help but roll her eyes- he was far more by-the-book than she was.

A couple minutes later, about a minute from the drop itself, she was hopping lightly into her Legion, flicking switches, powering her up.

"Alright Lucy, get your ass powered up. Got some bug-stomping to do." Ringing up the Drop Commander, the guy who selected which people dropped where, she heard his customary whining while he adjusted her drop path to one of the hotzones. It wasn't recommended to drop a Titan onto another Titan... but Savvy had gotten five Titanfall kills thus far, and intended to extend the streak.

Pilots Wanted! A Titanfall RP

@Shadow Daedalus
At some point
Savvy's gonna pull rank and access Praetor's file, you know that right?

And she's just gonna start playing jazz in the middle of a fight just to fuck with him

Unless he earns her respect somehow

Also sorry for doublepost i didn't even realize i was doing it

Pilots Wanted! A Titanfall RP

That IC coming anytime soon?

Pilots Wanted! A Titanfall RP

Militia Captain Savannah "Savvy" Severence

General Information
Name: Savannah “Savvy” Vallerie Severence
Gender: Female
Nationality: What.
Allegiance: Militia
Age: 30
Rank: O3 Captain, Gen-3
Pilot Level: Adept-level Seeker Pilot
Pilot Kit: Grappling Hook (Modified: faster hook shot and rewind)

Physical Information

Face

Pilot Jumpsuit

Height: 5' 10"
Weight: 177 lbs.
Eye color: Green
Hair color: Blonde

Personal Information
Personality/Attitude:
Gun-ho, Reckless, Rebellious, Hands-on

Skills/Talents:
CQC, Marksmanship, Squad Tactics, Interrogation, Guerrilla Tactics

Favourites/Likes:
Toasted foods, oranges, explosions, disrespecting one's enemies, killing someone with their own weapon, deadly ladies with pretty hair, cats, puppers

Most Hated/Dislikes:
Responsibility/Command over more than a squad, those who assume command, commanding officers who haven't earned her respect, the IMC, APEX Predator members, "Timey-whimey bullshit", bugs, reptiles

Goals/Ambitions:
Crush the IMC and the APEX underneath her steel Titan legs, take back her rural homeworld, and help rebuild it.

Strengths:
Combat, torture resistance and interrogation, willpower/fortitude, unyielding.

Weaknesses:
Bloodthirsty- Merciless and unyielding, she can cross the line and not care one tiny bit.
Berserker- if properly provoked, she'll go on a rampage that only breaking things or the closest of friends can stop.
Fatalistic- fully expects to die in the war, and thus intends to do as much damage as possible, without nearly as much regard for personal safety.

Fears:
Failing to contribute to the freeing of the former Militia planets, failing to beat the IMC, failing to kill "that asshole who leads APEX", and REAPERS. Because Reapers are the ones that nearly killed her, years before, and killed her entire family, on a small colony world on the Miltia-IMC border.

Hobbies/Interests:
Training. Eating oranges. Making panini sandwiches. Hanging out with grunts. Learning skills related to rebuilding and colonizing planets.

Titan
Titan Class: LEGION
Titan Identification: LC-4533T6 (Lima Charlie #4533 Tier 6) “Lil’ Lucy”

Appearance

Miscellaneous: Carries a Ronin Prime Longsword (Stolen, APEX), has multiple spotlights mounted on shoulders, upper arms, and the sides of torso, audio speakers are mounted next to those spotlights.

Ammunition for the Predator Cannon, 15mm

API-HV: Armor Piercing Incendiary High Velocity 15mmx116mm = tungsten-skinned rounds with ballistic-capped tips and incendiary explosives inside for armor-piercing fiery damage. Note: incendiary charges are different from thermite. Essentially just a tiny burst of fire and shrapnel, good for shredding hydraulic hoses, electronics, etc. VERY good against moderately armored critical spots.

HEAT-HV: High Explosive Anti-Titan High Velocity 15mmx116mm = thin depleted uranium sleeve with an explosive charge and a tungsten penetrator, high velocity. Hits like an antimaterial round and explodes for maximum damage to lighter armor or exposed critical systems.

Armament
Primary Weapon: Double-Take
Secondary Weapon: RE .45 Handgun
Tertiary Weaponry: Archer Missile Launcher
3 Frags
3 Arcs

Abilities
Booster: Phase Shift Rewind
Kit: Grapple
Upgrades: Speakers and personal music system
Misc:
Data Knife, modern mobile device + fucktons of music via remote broadcasting to connected devices.

Pilots Wanted! A Titanfall RP

So do you wanna start with three or are you going to wait for a fourth?

Pilots Wanted! A Titanfall RP

Militia Captain Savannah "Savvy" Severence

General Information
Name: Savannah “Savvy” Vallerie Severence
Gender: Female
Nationality: What.
Allegiance: Militia
Age: 30
Rank: O3 Captain, Gen-3
Pilot Level: Adept-level Seeker Pilot
Pilot Kit: Grappling Hook (Modified: faster hook shot and rewind)

Physical Information

Face

Pilot Jumpsuit

Height: 5' 10"
Weight: 177 lbs.
Eye color: Green
Hair color: Blonde

Personal Information
Personality/Attitude:
Gun-ho, Reckless, Rebellious, Hands-on

Skills/Talents:
CQC, Marksmanship, Squad Tactics, Interrogation, Guerrilla Tactics

Favourites/Likes:
Toasted foods, oranges, explosions, disrespecting one's enemies, killing someone with their own weapon, deadly ladies with pretty hair, cats, puppers

Most Hated/Dislikes:
Responsibility/Command over more than a squad, those who assume command, commanding officers who haven't earned her respect, the IMC, APEX Predator members, "Timey-whimey bullshit", bugs, reptiles

Goals/Ambitions:
Crush the IMC and the APEX underneath her steel Titan legs, take back her rural homeworld, and help rebuild it.

Strengths:
Combat, torture resistance and interrogation, willpower/fortitude, unyielding.

Weaknesses:
Bloodthirsty- Merciless and unyielding, she can cross the line and not care one tiny bit.
Berserker- if properly provoked, she'll go on a rampage that only breaking things or the closest of friends can stop.
Fatalistic- fully expects to die in the war, and thus intends to do as much damage as possible, without nearly as much regard for personal safety.

Fears:
Failing to contribute to the freeing of the former Militia planets, failing to beat the IMC, failing to kill "that asshole who leads APEX", and REAPERS. Because Reapers are the ones that nearly killed her, years before, and killed her entire family, on a small colony world on the Miltia-IMC border.

Hobbies/Interests:
Training. Eating oranges. Making panini sandwiches. Hanging out with grunts. Learning skills related to rebuilding and colonizing planets.

Titan
Titan Class: LEGION
Titan Identification: LC-4533T6 (Lima Charlie #4533 Tier 6) “Lil’ Lucy”

Appearance

Miscellaneous: Carries a Ronin Prime Longsword (Stolen, APEX), has multiple spotlights mounted on shoulders, upper arms, and the sides of torso, audio speakers are mounted next to those spotlights.

Armament
Primary Weapon: Double-Take
Secondary Weapon: RE .45 Handgun
Tertiary Weaponry:
3 Frags
3 Arcs

Abilities
Booster: Phase Shift Rewind
Kit: Grapple
Upgrades: Speakers and personal music system
Misc:
Data Knife, modern mobile device + fucktons of music via remote broadcasting to connected devices.