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Ace Combat: The Global War

The squadron flew into the clouds, hoping to hide from the missiles of their foes. However, for the remaining two minutes before the reinforcements would arrive, they still found themselves mercilessly hounded by the enemy fighters. Diving in and out of the clouds, with thirty millimeter cannon fire sweeping by their cockpits, they tried their best to evade the powerful aircraft. Those two-minutes might have been the longest one-hundred twenty seconds of their lives, until their salvation finally came.

Friendly Air
<<IPG A-Team, this is Major Andrews of the 27th Tactical Fighter Squadron "Albatross". We're responding to your request for aid. >>

Almost as if responding in reply, the Mask Squadron leader spoke, a tinge of disgust in his voice.

Mask Squadron
<<Their reinforcements are here. Mask Three, deploy ECM and return to the Valhalla, everyone. We'll get them later.>>

A bang followed shortly after and communications were lost for a moment as the fighters turned away from the group and flew away from the group.

Friendly Air
<< Sir, permission to pursue!>>

<< Negative. Our job's only to bring these guys back to McNealy. We don't have time to chase them. A-Team, fall into our formation and we'll take you home. >>

With a nod, Charles brought the Phantom II into the formation of twelve F-2A Viper Zero's. Within moments, the rest of the team had found their place and the flock of metal birds steadily headed home at relatively low speed cruise to make up for the damaged A-7. It took a good hour, but eventually they all safely arrived at the base. Allowing the damaged planes to land first so they could be directly brought to aprons ready for repairs. Overhead, one could see a smoking AWACS with a missing radome, explaining the loss of communications upon Mask Squadron's arrival. Planes with little damage were directed to a separate runway for landing and the F-2A's of Albatross let the others land first.

Charles had little difficulty landing the F-4E, having sustained little more than a bit of shrapnel damage to the nozzle caused by one of the missiles being burnt up during an afterburn, though both of the two in the Phantom II silently hoped for the safe landing of the A-7 which had sustained more than a little damage during the battle. The canopy opened with no trouble and both of the pilots descended by ladder. When they touched the ground, both suddenly felt a feeling much akin to the one sailors felt upon walking on land after a long voyage at sea, a somewhat nauseating, teetering lopsidedness taking them for a moment. Removing their helmets, they were met by an urgent looking man who gave each of them a bottle of water before hastily saying something.

"Report to the briefing room, western building, in twenty minutes." The man didn't wait for any questions before bounding off to other aprons to speak to the other pilots. Before this, the man paused in front of a pair of pilots who looked to be heading towards the control tower and after handing them both water bottles, he directed them too towards the briefing room after telling them hurriedly that the control tower was highly busy and not a place to be at the moment.

"We should get going, no wasting our time in case we get lost." Charles spoke as he stopped watching the man and began walking towards the western building. Erika began to follow without much hesitation, worriedly watching the hubbub around the base. The F-2A's had landed and were all refueling and those which had refueled were already beginning for another launch. A team of mechanics quickly showed up to repair the nozzle and begin refueling. Obviously, they were in a hurry to bring them back in the air. It took them a few minutes to find the briefing room as they occasionally stopped to watch repairs or take offs, but eventually the pair found themselves in a well lit room with a projector. Upon entry, they were saluted by a man wearing a uniform not of the OADF, but somehow similar. After saluting, the man stopped typing on his laptop to speak to Erika.

"First Lieutenant Ansel, I'm Colonel Popov, I'll need you for part of the briefing. We think, based on what you said, that the fighters with that Mask Squadron are something you know quite well. Mind coming over here? Captain Kreulich, you can sit down, you're quite early." He had a rough voice, with a thick Estovakian accent, complete with cliché rolled 'r's. Nodding, Charles sat down near the front and began to take a few sips from his water bottle as he awaited the briefing and Erika looked over the man's searches, nodding at his low tone remarks and ideas. As Charles sat in the front, thinking over the past events, he wondered what the other pilots were doing. All there's to do now is wait and see what's going on... He silently observed, watching a flickering light fixture on the ceiling.

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nautilusmp said
Depends on whether we want more work in the repairs. Shall repairs cost credits, by the way? We're not blindly following Ace Combat in every way, are we?

Repairs shall not cost credits, those will be handled by the higher-ups. I'll give an explanation of what credits can be used for after the second mission, when we'll actually be awarded credits.

Votes have been taken, writing post now.

After War, Before Peace: Twilight X

I've never read the comic, but it sounds mighty interesting. Count me in.

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Seeing as everyone's posted, shall I move things along? Would you prefer an extra minute or so of evasions or do you think it would be better if I just cut straight to the reinforcements?

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Lost Cause said
I finished AC6 on Ace.Currently trying to beat AH on Elite but stuck on the first Apache mission.

I hate that mission. Especially when those Hinds show up...

GEARS - Mecha Sci-fi with Anthro characters. RP in a detailed, story-driven world.

Thankfully, Raisa had been saved from the potentially awkward situation by the arrival of the CO. With an all too typical 'settle down', a line she had heard from many an officer giving a briefing, the lights dimmed and the briefing began. Swiftly though she was met with a slight difficulty. While at the beginning she easily understood what the other fox was saying and the initial objectives given, she eventually began to become lost, obsessing somewhat with a splotch on her glasses. When she finally shook herself out of the trance, she realized that perhaps she could better look over the objectives on her PADD. Pressing on two buttons on bottom of the rear part of her helmet, the thin slab slowly slid out. Iyuli PADD's were much thinner and smaller than their LDF counterparts to allow them to be stored in the rear section of the helmet, becoming an integral part of the advanced HUD when stored. Realizing hers wasn't on, she pressed down on the single button for a second so it could turn on.

With a chime, then a hum and a sweeping sound, a multicolor circle with a red LOADING circle at the interior and a few lines of text reading BOOTING SYSTEM, LAUNCHING MAIN CONSOLE, LOAD IN PROGRESS, and a final line displaying the current step, made a full cycle and the step turned to LAUNCHING then READY before the circle disappeared, a honeycomb-esque group of seven hexagons taking its place. Raisa winced when the sounds played, trying to remain discreet and she remarked how simplistic the Iyuli PADD interface was. Most of the hexagons had military related functions, with only the MEDIA hexagon extending to include things that had any semblance to entertainment, though there was no way to install third party applications in sight. Tapping on the MISSION hexagon, then the BRIEFING hexagon lead her to a screen with a more detailed version of the mission objectives, a map and a graphic of her GEAR, with color codes and text indicating the armament recommended for the mission by a program installed in her GEAR's computer.

By this point, she had decided not to listen to Blade, mostly out of preference to the text form of the briefing that allowed more detail, though out of respect she kept an eye on the holographic display even as she scrolled through the information. Stopping on the armament display, she decided to make a few edits to the recommendation. Hitting the icon that allowed the L/OS to learn from the choices she would make, she changed out the left arm's missiles for a blade, changed the right arm's missile type from HEAT to HVSS/SA (High Velocity Surface-Surface/Surface-Air), deciding it would better suit the multi-role combat of the mission, and fitted extra-ammunition carriers to the shoulders before tapping the confirmation button. A small loading circle appeared, indicating the new armaments were being sent to the L/OS, which, at least for Iyuli GEARs, always ran in autonomy even when the rest of the GEAR was shut down, with a constant connection so it could calculate tendencies of the pilot and make recommendations for armaments and sometimes tactics based on past experience. With a chime, the circle once again disappeared, confirming the information had been saved by the L/OS.

"Now - any further questions? Make 'em brief - we're leavin' in ten." She looked up right as the briefing ended. She had already formulated a question as she was reading over the information on her PADD, so she shot her hand up before speaking.

"Regarding the intel, how will it be 'picked up', so to speak? Is it in a physical form or will we be downloading it? If it is in a paper form, I don't suppose one of use will be willing to descend from their GEAR to recuperate the package? If it is downloaded, however, I suspect that it may leave a trace on the downloader, making them an evident target for the adversaries. In any situation, it is a dangerous objective, it seems more like something infantry would be better at." She smiled as she asked this, hoping to contrast her rather critical words. Despite her usually cheery and even clumsy attitude in other situations, when it came down to missions, she was all business and deadly serious, though she attempted to keep a somewhat approachable demeanor. Idly pushing up her glasses, smiling and crossing her legs, she awaited her response.

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I kind of like the line, it's got that cheesy charm, but I do agree it became one of the reasons why I stopped trying to watch a playthrough of AC6 on YouTube, along with the fact that the person playing was the laziest, cheapest guy every to play AC; playing in easy and flying around spamming XMAA's and only turning by yaw. Mind numbing.

State of Disarray (A Anthro optional State of Decay RP)

Yay!

GEARS - Mecha Sci-fi with Anthro characters. RP in a detailed, story-driven world.

Say, Silver, how did Operation Steve Irwin go?

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Lost Cause said
Also, it's pretty much my headcanon that Cipher looks like

Based on his (her?) skills, that's probably the case.