Rhona W

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

That's okay, it's not exactly galloping along, so you'll have plenty of time

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

Hey, Aristo - I hate to be the party pooper, but didn't you say that the number of weapons (not including anti-infantry guns) was a max of three? Because I'm counting more than that on a few of the submitted mecha.

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

New post is up, defend the ship!

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

Irry twisted and turned in the middle of the melee, shifting between modes with blurring ease and precision as the situation dictated. One moment her arrowhead-shaped Alpha would be a fighter, the next it was a muscular battloid, hosing down Scouts or Troopers from close range with it's cannon, the next a Guardian, braking and twisting on the spot.
With a moment's pause for breath, she saw the humans tangling with the Invid. The pair she'd met in the hangar bay were more than holding their own, but she expected no less. The one in the colourful fighter was especially flashy, but her style had results, so she couldn't argue with that. Besides, it was hard not to look flashy in a variable fighter.

"much appreciated, the damn bugger keeps zipping around to fast to hit, i'll owe you one"

"Bring them this way, team - we'll round up and form a wedge through, split the pack and form a defensive line toward the ships, over".
She boosted in the direction of the others, and was gratified to see the male human's fighter closing on her flank. As they reached the others, the pair shifted over to battloid mode with the typical swift movements of Variable fighters. An Enforcer was leading a wedge of it's own through the melee, sneaking under and through the chaos, and making right for the deck of the Sentinel, a flock of Armoured Shock Troopers following.
"Commander Jacquo, Commander Strucker - those Invid are making for the deck, intercept them!" Lisa's voice was urgent, and the Sentinel and human alike grimaced as the Invid slid past and dived for the ships deck on plumes of blue fire. Around them, scouts were criss-crossing and diving toward the deck, pursued by fighters or hosed by defence turrets and Destroids.
Gabe toggled his comm switches and spoke to the unit. "We've got leakers, heading for the deck. They're tough ones, and they look pretty skilled too. We better-"
"Less chat, more action!" snapped Irry, in her unfamiliar accent, blasting the Alpha for the Sentinels' deck. "Move in, and engage at your own discretion!"

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

I'll be getting something up shortly

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

Well, the Helldiver is only the inspiration for my mecha and an idea of what it looks like. It's got no connection otherwise, so you're all good.

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

Great, thanks!

CWP-4

Jinry was sat on one of the threadbare armchairs in the common room. The 'roo had a chocolate bar in one hand, which she was diligently and eagerly polishing off as she listened to the Sergeant speak. Her long ears twitched as she took in the words, glancing around at her fellow pilots. The sortie sounded straightforward enough, but she had enough experience to know that that was no guarantee that it would be straightforward, of course.
At the dismissal, she scoffed down the last few morsels of the bar, and hopped to her feet, Sarge had said to pack, and pack she would. She wasn't anticipating needing to pack a huge bunch of stuff, this wasn't likely to be a residential billet, it was a tactical operation. All the same, he hadn't said how long things would take, so she loaded up a backpack with the essentials she'd need to survive a few days in the field.

Slinging the bag over one shoulder. She tapped a toe in thought. She'd spent the better part of an hour on readying her gear, and there was time enough to spend getting ready. With a sigh, she realized that this was probably the last chance she'd have for a decent (or at least, almost decent) cooked meal, and a warm shower. Not to mention a sensible bed, she thought with a loving glance at her own bed.

A short while later, she arranged the cutlery on her plate and gave a slight sigh of remorse as she looked down at the empty tray. She'd chosen the best that was on offer, and had been pleased to see the mess had been serving out the toffee-cream pie that was a favourite. Now though, there wasn't any further time to spend on getting ready beyond the bare essentials.
She reported to the quartermaster to gather her personal issue gear; her normal operational vest and its' pouch contents, and signed out her sidearm. After that, she was ready as she'd be.
She strapped into her vest, and stowed the pistol in its' holster, before shrugging the heavily laden backpack onto her shoulder, and heading for the area where the walkers were stored and maintained. The place was a busy hive of activity as the maintenance crew readied the machines for roll out onto the train and onward. She exchanged waves and good-natured jibes with the crews as she passed, before climbing up the access ladder to her Walkers' cockpit. Throwing the bag inside, she whistled over to where she could see Feryana atop her walkers' hull.
"Yo, Feryana! Ready to go?"

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

-Character & Mobile Frame Sheet-
-Pilot-
Pilot Name: Ryan Shepard
Age: 28
Gender: Male
Personal Info:
Laid back, easy-going and friendly. Positive outlook and demeanour. Generally, a nice guy with strong principles and a firm moral compass. However, is vicious and ferocious against his enemies, and anyone who preys on the weakness and vulnerability of others. Doesn't brag about his accomplishments, and doesn't see himself as a hero or saviour of any kind, just someone doing what needs to be done, and should be done. Respects skill in others, and dismissive of bragging egotists.
Has a great fondness for the music and culture of the late 20th century, and values time to relax and unwind. Enjoys casual drinking and likes to read.

Brief Bio:
Ryan always had a tendency to look out for others, and a strong sense of moral justice, instilled in him since he was young. Always driven to stand up for himself and others, he often got in trouble for impulsive behaviour and a tendency toward using his fists and his mouth to call out others causing trouble, which left him shouldering much of the blame - although, those he helped out often paid him back in helping him out of it again.
Despite this, he made strong friends and connections, and managed to remain unbroken and kept his spirit through his childhood and teenage years, even after his father was arrested for speaking out against unfair conditions and policies, and was arrested after intervening in the arrest of a protestor.
With his family under the watchful eye of authorities, and his own life under scrutiny, Ryan left home and travelled around, working 'cash in hand' on numerous freighters and in ports. He picked up the skills of a Mobile Frame pilot during this time, and showed great aptitude for it.
When the station he was working in was attacked by a raiding force, he managed to improvise a defence with a cargo-handling frame well enough to get noticed, and was given further tuition by a Merc pilot, before being recruited into the company he now works for.
As such, he can be somewhat unorthodox in combat and unsure of himself, and has a rough edge to his piloting technique. However, he is eager to do well and learn.
Appearance:
Ryan is around 5' 7" with a wiry build, more that or a runner or swimmer than of a soldier. He has a clean-cut and square-jawed appearance, with permanent 5 o'clock shadow. His eyes are green-brown and always seem to be bright with intelligence and focused on whatever subject is at hand. He has sandy-blond hair, which is short and a little messy. His physique otherwise is fairly compact and average, with no real scars and marks, beyond the normal accumulation of lifes' accidents and occurances. He does have a tribal-type tattoo down the left side of his neck, and onto his left arm. His clothing is the standard type of hard-wearing and practical fatigues or other clothing one would expect from Mercenary types.

Link to Theme Song: Jesus Built My Mobile Frame

Personal Emblem:

-Mobile Frame-
Serial Number: GR-99
Designation/Nickname: Gyrfalcon
Weaponry/Equipment:
Multiple hardpoints for attachment of weapons or other mission equipment. Ryan's standard loadout consists of:

• Hand-held/shoulder mount 50mm cannon (select-fire, rocket-assisted projectiles, intermediate-range, high-power anti-armour weapon. High accuracy, low RoF, small magazine. Folds down to back when not in use, hand-grip to fire from right shoulder).


• Shoulder-mounted 6-tube guided missile launcher [L Shoulder]


• arm-mounted 3-barrel 20mm rotary autocannon (rapid-fire general-purpose autocannon. Medium-range, high rate of fire, large drum magazine. Less armour penetration, good suppressive weapon)


• Twin anti-infantry/anti-missile 5.56mm miniguns mounted on the head

Other equipment includes search/spotlights, a rocket-propelled grapple/winch, chaff/flare decoy launchers, anti-infantry shrapnel dischargers in the lower legs, and a variety of sensor equipment appropriate to its' combat role. There are storage 'bins' in both lower legs for a moderate amount of survival, utility and personal equipment.

Appearance:
Somewhere between the M-9 Gernsback and the ARL-99 Helldiver, in terms of general feel and appearance. Lots of angular panels and plates, and a very militaristic feel. Almost like a modern-day fighter jet or armoured vehicle in terms of design cues and influences.
Colour wise, the machine has a pattern not unlike Berlin Brigade camouflage, with some red trim, and the appropriate warning labels and insignia. The colours are a little sooty and smeared from natural use and operation.

Other:
This is Ryan's first personal combat Frame. It's not the most modern or front-line of machines, but has a respectable performance, and is more than adequate for someone like him, who is beginning their career as a combat pilot. The Gyrfalcon is a commonly found Mobile Frame, and is well known for reliability and simplicity, but not for its' advanced and hi-tech features.

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

Yeah, I was expecting a bit more activity now we're in a battle. It's fine for keeping up with in terms of posting, but it's a bit of a not seeing more happen. I know incubus is having computer problems, so that explains his absence.