Rhona W

CWP-4

I'll make a post to the IC on the 'morrow. Good to see that it has started though, yay and woo.

Mobile Frame: Honor Among Mercs (VOTOMS/Patlabor-style Mecha RP)

Hey good buddy. Mind if I hop in? I liked the first incarnation enough, and this one sounds even more my speed.
Might take me a little while to get my character up, but I'm interested.

CWP-4

I'm guessing the reasons for fighting are combinations of competition for resources and political and ideological differences, as well as all of these being used as reasons to wage war to distract people fron other problems too? Just so as we have some frame of reference for our characters feelings about who they're fighting.

Able Archer 1983

I think I'm going to retract my participation - it's not through lack of interest, as I am pretty interested, but right now I can't really engage my brain to the level it needs or summon the energy to create a character and do the research and reading I think it deserves to be accurate, simply because of time constraints and obligations I already have.
I don't want to hold anyone else up, so I'll step aside for the moment, but thanks for letting me in to begin with.

Along A Different Path (Robotech/Macross inspired anthro-optional RP)

You undersell yourself too much.
You're interested: it will be good.
And you have more than a working understanding of military equipment and terminology at least, and the ability to retain and process information. Which is more than can be said for other people in the past.
It will be fine.

Along A Different Path (Robotech/Macross inspired anthro-optional RP)

Post is up now, to get things moving along. The strategy is quite simple: stop the baddies from getting to close to the ships!

Along A Different Path (Robotech/Macross inspired anthro-optional RP)

Irry looked up with a grimace as the alarms sounded, before shifting his glance back to the others. Around her, they all showed the same gut reaction she did; at least the reactions of fighter pilots were something that were the same across the species divide. They all moved instinctively, heading for their craft.
"Commander," Irry said, pausing to turn back to Hayes. "Are you going to return to the Macross?"
"No," said Lisa firmly, shaking her head. "Space is about to get a lot more dangerous in the next few minutes, and an unarmed shuttle is no place to be in the middle of it all. And besides - If I'm going to be working from the bridge from now on, I ought to take my place there instead of hiding. Now go; your pilots need you. I can find my own way. Good luck!"
Irry managed a passable imitation of the humans' salute, before she too ran for her SV-VII, hot on the heels of the rest of her welcoming committee. As she turned, she caught the eye of the blond human. He paused as he met eyes with her, giving a tight smile and an affirming nod. She twitched her tail and returned the gesture, and waved to the others.
"Be careful!" she called, before running to her fighter and climbing aboard. A crewman tossed her helmet, and assisted her with buckling in, before the overhead grapple-crane arm locked around the points on the back of the fighter, and lifted it onto the elevator with the human and a handful of other Sentinel craft close behind. Armoured bulkhead doors slide closed behind the fighters, and the elevator lifted them to launch deck level.
Fighters were already streaming off of the catapults, Alpha/Beta pairs, solo Alphas and Betas, and Delta fighters. Across the gulf between the two ships, she caught sight of the same routine underway on the Macross as the two 'arms' of the ship thrust fighters into the void from their deck-side catapults. Then the deck-crewman waved her along with lighted batons, close behind Nawlin, who launched moments ahead. She glanced sideways and saw the blond human in his white-and-blue fighter, his head was down, but then he looked up and saw her again, giving a thumbs up.
The catapult shoe engaged, and she ran the engines up to power at the light-signal from ahead, before toeing off the brakes. A slam in her back, and the Alpha was airborne.

Gabe felt whisked along as events continued around him. The sirens going off had been the start of it, and he'd been swept up since then. So far, it was all so familiar; the grapple arm was a bit different, but served the same purpose as an aircraft tug, and the catapult deck was familiar enough.
He caught sight of the red panda, who was looking his way. He gave her an affirmative thumbs-up, she seemed nice enough so far, and was looking out for the human contingent pretty well. Besides, he recognized her Alpha from the previous battle. She'd covered his ass at one point, and he'd done the same back. She had some skills, and had put herself out there for the RDF forces. That kind of thing was something you gave a little respect and understanding for.
The Sentinel manning the catapult waved him forward, and the shoe engaged with a CLUNK. A blast deflector came up behind, and a familiar human voice crackled in his ear; another of the crew who'd crossed over as part of the RDF contingent, no doubt.
"Commander Strucker, cleared on takeoff. Form up with uh -" there was a quiet moment, before the voice came back "-Lieutenant Colonel Jacquo and her unit. Intercept enemy bandits, and draw them away from both friendly vessels so we can engage the enemy targets, over".
"Affirmative, CIC. Received and understood. Break. Ahlstrom, Suzuki - form up on me. We're joining the Sentinels lead on this op, the objective is to intercept the battle-crabs before they reach home-plate, and draw them off so they can bring the big guns into play. Over".

Irry monitored the stream of info going back and forth as the Sentinels and RDF pilots sorted themselves out of a muddle and into something approaching a tactical formation as the Invid ships closed in. Ahead of their main ships, a trio of the clam-like assault carriers powered ahead, accelerating to reach the predefined point in space where they'd open their shell-like doors, and all manner of crab-like Invid mecha would vomit forth into the void. Unlike the bigger vessels, their hulls gleamed burnt red under the distant glow of Valivarre, the system primary star.
"Stand by for contact," Irry advised in a tense voice over the squadron channel. "Launch long-range missiles on my mark, over"
"Wait one," advised Lisa's voice from the CIC. "Hold your current course and speed, over"
A flurry of flashes of light rippled from the Sentinel and Macross, as anti-ship missiles blasted forth from the VLS silos on both ships, and from the remaining escorts. The swarm of missiles rapidly overtook the fighter formation, lancing ahead toward the Troop Carriers and more distant capital ships. Bright beams stabbed out from the Invid ships, and numerous explosions dotted the silent expanse. However, almost as many of the cap-ship class missiles, each bigger than the fighters themselves, got through, and dotted the hulls of the enemy ships with silent wounds.
Then the Invid ships were through. The doors on their upper and lower hulls yawned open, and red and purple invid mecha blasted into the blackness on blue points of light, streaming globes of plasma and lethal frisbees of energy towards the fighters.
"All ships, fire!" called Irry, letting rip with her long-range missiles. Others followed suit, the missiles corkscrewing into the blackness on white trails. "Break and engage!" she followed up, and hauled her fighter into an effortless wingover, diving in pursuit of a shock-trooper as it attempted to sneak through the formation. Gabe blasted in hot pursuit, as Invid mecha barrelled through the formation and attempted to dodge-and-dive for the ships behind them, while their capital ships closed distance.

Along A Different Path (Robotech/Macross inspired anthro-optional RP)

Sorry for lack of posts. I'm in a bit of a personal slump right now. I'll get things back on track shortly.

Along A Different Path (Robotech/Macross inspired anthro-optional RP)

Hmm, quick question - do the Sentinels know that the Macross is what the Robot Masters up and left to chase after?

They're called the Robotech Masters, and no, they wouldn't really know the specifics. They may have some suspicion about some of it, and all of them would have heard the name Zor, due to how influential he's been on this part of the galaxy - sort of like knowing who Einstein is - but they may not recognize the Macross since it's been rebuilt and re-designed. Some of the Tirolians might have an idea, especially if they were part of the 'upper class', but they might not be wiling to share. Or maybe too wrapped up in having depression-related breakdowns and hand-wringing to take much notice.

So about that Mademoiselle Sentinel Competition... yes, no? Maybe so? :P

waiting for some slowpokes, also why are we trying to push for an intergalactic USO show?

I was asleep, so I wasn't able to post. I'll get another IC post up this evening, when I have more time.
And it's because it happened in the original Macross series, as a result of there being an entire civilian city stuck aboard the ship. It was to keep the people from going crazy, and distract from worrying about being attacked by the Zentraedi at all hours of the day.
A side effect was, that because it was broadcast over TV frequencies, the Zentraedi picked it up, and it delivered a serious dose of culture-shock to their strictly gender-segregated and emotionally-crippled psychologies.

Along A Different Path (Robotech/Macross inspired anthro-optional RP)

We won't be based on the Macross, since it's staying in orbit of Tirol, while we go boldly gallivanting around the local group of stars and planets and liberating left and right as we go. However, just to answer your question:

ARMD-Class carrier

As per the Macross in Macross: Do You Remember Love? and appearances of it post-end of TV show, the Macross in our 'verse is fitted with a pair of ARMD-Class carriers, as was always the intention.

The Sentinel has a catapult launch deck atop the hull, but as evidenced by our opening post, uses a bay with arrestor wires for recoveries. It can also perform grapple drop-launches too.