Rhona W

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

My models aren't exactly expertly finished when it comes to painting, but I enjoy the construction a lot more. I'll post the links to a gallery when I'm home and back on my own PC.
I only ever build fictional versions of things - it appeals to the creative side of me a lot more than replicating things 'as-is'

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

Aristo said
What models were you working on, Silver?

I've been making 1/48 scale versions of the aircraft from the novel I'm working on, modfying the relevant kits to be accurate. So far, I'm working on an F-111 and I was working on an F-16, but the landing gear uh, 'catastrophically failed', when I was almost finished with it. Fortunately, I've been able to source another one from a better manufacturer and salvage all the parts to use later.

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

Mine had it's ups and downs, but was mostly good and enjoyable. I had a lot of nice food, and did a good amount of model-making. However, I also managed to cut myself twice, and one of my models turned into a disaster. I fixed my bicycle though, and saw some friends and family.

Ace Combat: The Global War

Scott was as prepared as one could be for the nuclear detonation. Seeing the bright flash high above and behind, he instantly squeezed his eyes shut, fearing he'd seen the detonation of the bomb, or whatever it was. But when it wasn't immediately followed with eye-searing brightness or the slamming turbulence of a blastwave, he cautiously an curiously opened both eyes. Instead of the apocalyptic image of a mushroom cloud claiming Oured, there was instead a patchwork of contrails and tracers, and of wreckage falling to earth, glimmering in the sunlight.
Feeling the hand around his heart relax a little, he rechecked the radar-scope, and was relieved to see reinforcements had arrived. And moreover, they were seriously clearing house.
As he watched, the aircraft scythed hostiles out of the air, left right and center, before forming up around the Peace Sparrows' loose formation.

"Peace Sparrow, this is Major Dustin Zondervan, of the Belkan Air Force, Seventh Air Division, Twenty-first Tactical Fighter Squadron "Templar", with Fortieth TFS "Wichianmat" and Tenth Interceptor Unit "Wolf", all under NUN orders. The airspace is secure, nuclear threat eliminated. We shall escort you to get refueled and we'll lead you to new basing. Can you refuel alright? We can land at the nearby CAC base if repairs are essential, but I'd prefer not to waste anytime. The new base is a bit far."

"Major, you're a welcome sight," replied Scott, with some relief in his voice. "Your squadron must have a good sense for dramatic pacing, too. Unfortunately, I gotta say that my bird is on her last legs. I'm losing fuel and hydraulic pressure, and my engine power is dropping. I'm either gonna need a local field to make an emergency landing, or a safe area to bail out. I hate to say it, but my Corsairs' had her last party".

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

Minder said
Right, I'm going to try and get a post up later today. Going to see the Winter Soldier with my sister in the mean time ^^

I second Winter - it's a really good movie, hope you enjoy it as much as I did!

Ace Combat: The Global War

TheFake said "You'll be fine Scott."

Scott strong-armed the bucking stick into a steady line between his knees fighting the aircraft's desire to roll over and die. Grimacing under his mask, he felt a pang of thanks as he saw Kate keep pace. "Roger. I'll bring this bird back. Just keep an eye out for me, over"
Like her, thoughts about the attack fought for attention in his head with the thought that he might have to eject. Though thinking about almost anything was better than that. He looked up as the shape of the Draken cruised past, and clicked his Mike in acknowledgement of Elizabeth's words. "Roger. Get the first round in for me at the bar"
Another series of red lights came to life, fire in the protrude electrics. Pulling the extinguisher handle, he felt more power and control drop off. The A-7 was almost a dead stick, but the distance was opening up.

Ace Combat: The Global War

I'll squeeze a quick reply in to the dialogue now, as I'd like to get that off before the update.

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

Don't worry, it'll get you involved too. I'm working with Winter on getting both of you into the action sooner, so you don't have to sit around twiddling your thumbs. As she suggested earlier, both of your characters can be observing the exercise. At least then you'll both be able to start posting in character. I'll PM you with the info shortly.

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

I did, sorry I didn't reply sooner! I received it quite later, and I've been at work. I could've replied while I was at work, but it slipped my mind. Just sent you one back now.

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

The strategy Blade had planned out was working. As Mike's rounds began to pepper the convoy, they started to spread out and halt, forming a defensive circle - but that maneuver was shattered as the Javelin missiles screamed in from overhead and further threw the formation into chaos. Though the barrage didn't cause as much (simulated) destruction as hoped, the effect was enough to pin the group, and co-ordinated perfectly with the fire-and-maneuver Blade had directed. The Roughriders team was now in place to outflank the 'hostiles'. As they moved, Blade fired the mortar on his machines' shoulder with precise changes of elevation and timing, a quartet of rounds thumping out of the tube in rapid succession to arrive all at the same time, two hi-ex and two AP to land squarely on the vehicles and dismounted troops. Another pair of trucks went down, before practice small-arms and mounted machine-gun rounds lashed back at the attacking team. Silver weaved and bobbed between the sparse cover, opening fire with his autocannon and head-mounted guns in reply, replying to Kradis' words with a clipped 'Roger, keeping you covered. Raisa, suppress the far end of the convoy. Nawlin, move up to close range. I'll provide covering fire".
Another pair of rounds from the mortar; smoke to screen the advance and a screen of chaff to disorient the sensor picture as the vulpine covered his allies movement.