The year is 2118. Space exploration is growing in bounds. The earth is slowly returning to what it once was as technology is being invented to heal it and return it to its former self. However, the population is now split, fractured into five main states. After the great war, some survivors banded to gether for peace, trying to keep order and continue the ffort to explore and maintain a balanced coexistance. Others strive only for power and qonquest. All want the world to survive, but for different reasons, Some to just exist, others to rule. The five states fight pocketed wars over resources and territories. Mercenaries band together to form armies for hire, and fight the battles for the states mostly. Thier weapons , Giant Mechagnized machines , standing stories tall, armed with the most deadly of weapons....Mechs. The archangels are one such mercenary band. Formed when a smaller band of mechs refused to follow thier orders of genocide.
There are all races and creeds in the Archangels. Thier loyalty is to only each other. they are led by a council who call themselves the Knights.
Brock hit the open button to his chambers and the auto door slowly slid with a creaking grind. "son of a bitch, again with this thing" he muttered. The noise woke the woman in his bed. she sat up barely covering her curves with a sheet and said soflty "leaving again so soon?" "i got things to do" he mutterd as he stepped out into the musty corridor. "besides, its my room" he glanced back at her and smirked. She smiled soflty at him and turned over to go back to sleep.
He walked down the corridor passing folks who all seemed to be too busy to acknowledge him untill he stopped a man in a yellow (or what looked like it used to be yellow before time and wear faded it) jumsuit. "my doors acting up again" is all he said to the tall skinny fellow. "I'll get to....oh i'm sorry sir" he said as soon as he realized who he was talking to
"i'll get to it right away".... "after lunch" brock replied....figuring hed let his lady friend sleep longer.
He walked passed the mess hall, not being that hungry and not always caring for what they served either and straight to the hangar. When he arrived he was met right away by an
odd looking figure. The woman, after all she was female, was short, barelyt 4 ft tall, and spoke in an extremely high voice. her skin was blue, and was completley hairless. She was a slarian. A race met during the years of exploration of the stars as they were known to be. The slarian were looking for a new home, thiers having been destroyed by another race bent on conquest. Her name was Vi, or thats what she asked to be called on our language. she was , according to brock, the best damn mechanic hed ever seen and had asked her to be his personal one.
"we need to get you out there right away " she spoke in her shrill high voice, excitedly.
"whats going on?!" he asked more curious than ever. "its lima" she responded. Lima was a small village, one of 4 they oversee as protectors. They protect them, and in return the villages supply food and other resources. The Archangels never ask for anything, they villages just do it as a sort of thank you.
"whats going on in lima? " he asked now hurrying up the ladder of a massive war machine.
"why are you taking the Cat?" she asked......"im not done with it"
"It'll have to wait " he said as he slid into the cockpit, Vi checking straps and then hopping out as she slidd down the ladder. She ran back away fgrom the massive machine, and as best as possible gave brock a thumbs up, doubting he could even see it being so far and her with tiny hands.
The massive hanagr doors opened and Brock walked the machine out. Its legs creaking with each step, and then the ground shaking as its massive weight came down on its legs. Brock was checking each sytem, and ammo stock. flicking switches and he steered the machine out of the doors.
"paladin to tower" brocks callsign, "im checking out lima" ..the mchaine went into full charge as it left the building.....itys two powerful legs propelling it at immense speeds.
"maybe get me some backup just in case" he wrly smirked into the comm. "tower to paladin, aye sir, will do, " the tower people sent to wake and call a few others for assistance.
"and good luck".....
Paladin piloted his massive mech towards the location on his screen. the open country making it an easy job. The towering machine could be seen for long distances against the backdrop of open, flat prairie. Within 1 mile of hid objective, he slowed the mech down and started hitting switches. "tower, do you see what my scans are showing?" he called through the com. "negative " came the reply, "not since we lost our satellite last week"...
"when did?!"....he paused.."the Raven attack".....he finished. "yes sir," the tower replied, "thier drop ship took it out in low orbit, before we took them out".....the tower's static filled reply crackled over the com.
The ravens they referred to were another merc group who had been a thorn in the Archangles side from day one. They were bitter enemies and constant advasaries. The ravens being so close. Neither side would launch an all out offensive for fear of the losses they would take, would leave them too vunerable. But other means of pestering was a constant factor. The ravens had sent one of two dropships into low orbit to disrupt the sattelites, however they underestiamted the Archangels and thier capabilities when thier ship was shot down by the Angels LRLMS. long range lance missle system. What the ravens didnt know was that the Angles only had two missles for the system and used them both to destroy the ship.
"well ill tell you what i see, " pala din chimed up sarcastically, " i got heat signatures from some vehicles, and one larger one, but not huge. most likely some scout mech, "
"im in missle range but can't identify if they are hostile" he pushed the sticks forwrd. "im going in for a closer look,"
As the machine approached the outlying land of the village, its whole control board lit up. Red lights were flashing and buzzing noises went off. "Shit !!" Paladin screamed as his incoming missle light went crazy. He hit the countermeasure button hard, then pulled back on the sticks and engaged his jump jets. Chaff flew in all directions away from the massive mech as it took off up and back about 100 yards in a single motion. One of the smaller missles took the bait and exploded upon impacting the ground where the chaff hovered a few seconds. The second flew through the scattered debris and hit the Catapult in its armored side. The explosion from that shook the machine, but not hard. The screen in the cockpit that has an outline of the mech turned red on the one side. "yeah, yeah, like i dont know where i got hit. " Paladin looked at his sensor readings, and swore under his breath. "We got a god damn cloaker" he barked through the comm. He walked the mech up slow then hit a switch. His Mech opened up with short bursts of pulse laser blasts, and he sprayed his Machine guns at the same time. Lead and light flew through the air in an arced pattern in front of him...He did his best to train it away from the village or at least shoot higher then what he would feel could be a threat. Monitoring his system as to not over heat , he continued his spray pattern while closely watching his ammo gauge for his guns. As he neared depleting his MGs, he finally got what he wanted, Bullets hit an area that seemed to absorb them and a light laser blast glanced off as well.
"Got you you son of a bitch" he snarled as he Flicked two switches, and then opened up with everything, The lasers light pattern intensified, and Missle pods on top of his mech slid open and let a volley fly. Being a cloaked targte he couldnt lock anything on, but his experience aided his blind shot. the lasers were pummeling and hit more than missed, and an entire side bank of his LRMs slammed into the other massive machine, Knocking out its cloak and knocking it down, at the same time. The 'LOKI' mech as he could intendify it now, fell over and nearly exploded. He trained his weapons on it again, having lock now, and waited, all the while wondering why it didnt put up much of a bigger fight,and whose was it. He didnt notice any identifying marks, unless they were on its missing side....His scanners also didnt pick up any other threats in the area. He figured if there were, theyd have engaded by now.
The radio signal from the aerodyne dropship was full of static: "[I]...itute dropship [/I]Perfect To..........[I]mage, dropping mechs now[/I]...[I]ing in hot. Repeating, Banz[/I]...[I]and Township to Archangel base[/I]..."
The first drop capsule shed all of its shells at once, making a cloud of chaff that would hopefully distract missiles away from the dropship. The mech within shifted, wings extending, arms and legs folding up and in. Thrusters ignited as the mech fell below the cloud of chaff, sending it forward at high speed...
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One of the Mech bays at the Archangel base been the dwelling and personal hanger for one of the stranger creatures in the mercenary group. Q-nark was rushing to that said hanger his four feet like tentacles propelling him across the surface. "Combat has been engaged at Lima backup requested." It was time to test his monstrosity. Most mechs for whatever reason was designed for bipedal vertebrates. He being a semi-aquatic invertebrate that simply wouldn't do.
The bay doors opened and the hard work of years of salvage and hard work being one of the mechanics, was waiting for him. The experimental abomination of jerry rigged hardware a four-legged custom mech. "This is Q-nark I'm taking out Frankenstein... really why do you humans insist on calling it that? Oh well never mind I'm on my way."
Rolling out on the tank like treads at the bottom of the feet it rolled in the direction of Lima. Barring two high powered plasma rifles on of each side of the body and two missile launcher bays. The thing was welled armed and he made sure the weapons could be changed. Given the rifles can and will no doubt overheat if fired too fast he also mounted the standard armor piercing weapons.
Coming up to Lima he looked over the town "Don't tell me I got this thing finally moving and the party is over?"
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2.) If it goes as planned it's not good RP
"hey that thing works" paladin called over the comm to Q-nark. "this loki is down and out, but i got a weird feeling about this whole ordeal"....he hit a few more buttons in the cockpit, "scans show nothing in lima at all, can you confirm?"...he asked hoping his scanner maybe malfunctioning,although he knew Vi would smack him for even the thought she missed something."no villagers, or animals. this loki barely put up a fight, to be honest i think it was a scout"......."Q" he continued " do you recognize the markings?" he asked drawing a complete blank on the plain pale blue-grey color and no symbols anywhere else to be seen. "it's not Raven, far asi can tell" then he thought "but i wouldn't put it past those S.O.B's to try to pull something here" As he said that thier screens started blipping, 5 signatures could be seen headed thier direction on the very edges of thier scanner range."Shit, things just got real" he said as he counted the blips in his head. "you reading this?"...........
The tower at Archangel base was hearing the broken comm from the dropship...."Repeat, say again repeat" the operator said over and over again. "sounds like Ravens got another one" the on deck commander said as she stared at the operator. "Negative, another junior officor said outloud, "They're out of missles like that, and our scans show them as LRMO3's ".......That brought the whole tower to an even higher level of intensity....."Q, Paladin , are you hearing this?".....the deck commander sent to the two mechs out by lima.
In her Phoenix Hawk Land-Air Mech, straining her thrusters to keep close enough to to spot anyone else that fired on the dropship, Elena Montana listened as her AI read the text message relayed by satellite from The Institute. "Reply, 'Roger that', and let me know if we lose the uplink." Hearing the response from Archangel base, she answered over the medium-range com. "This is Montana, PHX-B Six Seven, relaying for Banzai Institute Dropship [I]Perfect Tommy[/I]. We were attacked by a missile launched from" - the coordinates were close to the Raven Base - "and the dropship lost several engines. The mechs onboard have been dropped, and [I]Perfect Tommy[/I] is attempting to reach your base."
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"Of course, it works. Most of the main systems were intact, sure I had to build a whole new cockpit and control systems. Took me months to get bits and pieces of the last owner out given he took a missile to the face. Still all the essential systems were functional. Yeah, I got those blips coming in. Damn it I hate to say it but looks like this tin can you took out was bait. Just hope whoever they are didn't eliminate the natives." He shifted the mech from track drive to standing on it's feet.
The reason was simple for the type of mech it was. The tracks gave it faster speed over distance, the feet mode gave it more maneuverability even more than the two-foot style mechs. All Q had to do was just change directions and the mech would in midstep shift stride the two side legs would become the forelegs and the control turret would just spin. A two-foot type would still have to make a curved turn.
"I see the bogies incoming Paladin just give me the word and I start taking plasma shots. These big guns are useless in close range combat, but long range they are some of the best sniping gear we got." He swiveled his eyes to look at another monitor in his command module "This is Q, Paladin and I are going to have a little party here with some rude party guests, are those party crashers friendly? Try to get an identification on their ship's transponder."
He cut his mic a bit "Really first time out... alright baby lets show them what a Frankenstein Monster can really do.... really why do they insist on calling you that."
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"i think we jhust got our answer Q" paladin semi shouted through the comm. His warning lights went off again with higher level intensities than before. "INCOMING" he yelled again. His mech had been targeted by some more missles, and a long range projectile screamed by to his right.
Both mech had incoming fire of different types, mostly missles headed to the catapult, and long rang guns, and rail gun fire headed at Q. The catapult jumped back again, while Paladin hit his own stealth defenses. It doesnt cloak the machine, just temporarily masks heat signatures, and prevents locking. As the catapult landed Paladin sprayed the last of his MG ammo as another wall of klead defense and hit the chaff. Of all 7 missles heading his way only two got by the defensive screen. One glanced off his upper left side missle battery than exploded a few yards behind the massive machine. The other hit home and blew a hole in the lower right armor plates near what would be the hip joint. "Dammit!" paladin screamed into the comm, "another hit there could finish me"...."How you making out Q?".....
Back at archangel base, an odd plane came out of the hanagar. It hovered for a few and then took off straight up. it was ascending fast. "Ghost on approach of freindly dropship"...
"Perfect Tommy....repeat Perfect Tommy....do you copy?".....the plane was heading to escort to ship in....(not before checking it out first to make sure it was what it clamed to be)
The planbe itself was armed with two massive ship killer missles, just in case......
The response to Ghost was much clearer, although the signal strength was lower. "[I]Perfect Tommy[/i] to Ghost. Our belly thrusters are about to pack it in, we won't be able to land vertically. But our maps show the old runway there as wide enough and maybe long enough to land with aerodynamic lift alone."
Elena noted the improved signal, and decided she should check for other threats again. From her current altitude, she could see the exchange of fire involving mechs that her AI had labelled "Paladin", "Q", and "Unknown".
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Q's mech scurried to the side as interceptor shots fired at the incoming missiles. "Yup, it's a trap." Those two plasma rifles adjusted to focus on one of the incoming bogies. Two blasts of charged plasma fired, twin balls of superheated gas or ball lightning some would call them shot across the field into the approaching armor of one of the mechs. "By the way, I want the salvage from that stealth mech. If I can get that stealth field working on this baby I can so pull off major sniper shots."
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The plasma bursts caught the mech and its inexperienced pilot off gaurd. They slammed into tthe side of of it as it attempted a half hearted swivel dodge. They energy burst around the machine and the entire thing exploded in a massive fireball of shrapnel and debris......."Holy hell Q"..paladin shouted, "you had to hit its ammo belt"...he laughed, "Nice shooting "......The enemy mech, a medium one with a bulbous body and missle pods attatched all over, now lay a broken shell of twisted and burning metal.
The remaining 4 enemy mech split into two groups and started flanking to each side. They appeared to be trying to isolate Paladin, and Q, two on one apeice.
"you seeing this" paladin called over the comm to Q, as he moved his catapult closer to Q's Frankenstein...."Novice move" paladin said again more to the enemy outloud than to Q. "lets not split, i got your right flank covered here, and you got my left"...... "Call the target" he said ....knowing Q's weapons could hit first then paladin could finish it with his missles. "i got 7 Volleys of LRMS left, and 12 srms"..he read his screen, Im outta MG, but burst lasers full cahrged, just not in range" he was letting Q pick the target mech, and than working to destroy them one ata time. Damaged mechs can still fight he thought....
Q would notice what appeared to be 3 large and one med mech breaking of in groups of 2. The largest was an atlas class and easily recognizable. Its large guns and massive laser belts could pummel an enemy. It was walking behind the medium mech wich resembled the catapult Paladin was in, except that it had a large rail gun mounted on the top and bristled with machine guns. The other two large mechs were slightly smaller than the atlas but walked upright like it and had various weapons attached. one has missle pods, and guns. the other lasers and guns. paladins scanners were constantly scanning them. "i can't identify classes on three of them so not sure what surprises they hold..." he said as he waited to follow up shots on Qs target.......
Ghost circled around the 'perfect tommy' and called out " perfect tommy....bring it in at lower velocity and adjust your bearing. Your vessel is breaking up on the port side"......he called out after identifying that it was a friendly ship. "you may not make that landing at current speed and altitude" he said as he dodged a chunk of metal coming off the ship.
"This thing isn't designed for an all out brawl. So let's take out that big Atlas hopefully seeing their big gunner go down would spook the other pilots. I don't think I would handle being in the line of fire for long. Speed, maneuverability, and shots from long away what this baby made for. So the fastest we get this over with the better." Q's turret turned to home in on the Atlas and he fired another burst of plasma at the hip joint. Followed by a pair of missiles from his rocket bay. "Two LRMS volleys left for me. I can get another plasma blast in 20 seconds, beyond that they be overheating. Got two more set of interceptors. Then it's my close range lasers. Like I said Long-range specialist. Heck I'm the newbie here not like the designers make cockpits designed for quadruped semi-aquatic lifeforms."
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A different voice came over the channel from [I]Perfect Tommy[/I], as the vessel skewed to the left: [I]That was one of our flaps, Ghost. Time for plan B. Montana, pick a clearing and light it up for us![/I] The main thrusters at the back shut down, and belly thrusters came on, angled forward to slow the dropship down quickly.
[I]Roger that, Tommy![/I] replied Elena. Her mech overtook the dropship, and as she came across a large clearing it shifted into the hybrid form to hover and illuminate the clearing with her medium lasers turned down to avoid starting any fires...
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The plasma bursts from Q followed thier tragegectory to perfection. the atlas standing behind the med mech, but towering over it by far, took direct hits to its frontal armor. It stumbled some, then was hit by 6 LRms from the catapult. "nice shooting" paladin called out, it definately felt that. The atlas stopped moving altogether and stood there smoking.
"not sure if hes out of the fight yet" paladin said, as he moved to try and dodge another volley of fire from one of the other mech. "Dammit" paladin screamed as he was hit again by more missles. Glancing blows, but his left leg was damaged . His mech limped closer to Q. "Im lame" he said flatly, "we need to finish this up"
"quit your whining" a voice came over thier comms...."i'm in the treeline, flanking them, " it was a female voice, "siren to comm going dark"......and than the voice was gone....
Paladin smiled knowing now Siren and her little Kit Fox were stalking thier prey in the trees. Her Kit Fox mech looked like a tiny Atlas and paladin swore it resmebled a teddy bear. So much so he called it teddy. He knew when she cloaked it only lasted a few mins, and she cut all comm so not even signals could be tracked. But he was happy to have her in the fight as well, especially her Hammer class missles. Short range, but the strongest missles any mech uses. Her mech carried up to 5 depending on other armaments.
Paladin called out to Q "pick a new target," he strugled to keep the mech semi-mobile. As he said that another volley came in at them. "Son of a....." is he said...
"Ghost to perfect tommy" the call went out. "You're looking better now" he said as he circled the ship again. "I'm going to go see if i can go help a friend".. as he said this he did one more circle of the ship to ensure it was still holding together, then hit the jets and headed out towards paladin and Q.
Naturally, that was when the port thruster gave out. The starboard thruster was turned off almost immediately, and power increased to the fore and aft thrusters. [I]Perfect Tommy[/I] barely cleared the trees below Elena's mech, then the aft thruster went out. The nose went up fifteen degrees before the last thruster was shut down, and the dropship came down hard. The tires on the rear landing gear were driven into the ground, and the structure gave an ominous creak as the forward gear came down to rest.
Seeing Burt Jackson wave from the cockpit, Elena reported, [I]Archangel Tower, [/I]Perfect Tommy[I] has landed. Thanks for the help![/I]. She landed by the nose hatch, and her mechanic went back to the humanoid groundwalker mode.
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The thud from the 'landing' ship was loud enough to be heard by ghost as he was just leaving the area. "at least there wasn't an explosion he thought as he steered his plane towards the battle ahead of him. He saw an ominous scene, with 4 enemy mechs down or burning, and paldin and q doing thier best to dodge incoming fire while returning it. Thier tactic of ganging up on them was working well, Every now and then hed catch a glimpse of a smaller mech dissapearing in and out of the chaos. The little Kit Fox was working to perfection. It had the other larger mechs so confused and costantly changing targets, that Paladin and Q would pick them off with a combined volley time and again.
The under skilled mech drivers of the enemy seemed totally outclassed at this point. "heading in on a strafing run" Ghost called out to the friendlies in the area. Even though his plane was smaller than the mechs themselves, his auto cannons could do considerable damage with thier rate of fire. He angeled down and dove in, strafing the closest mech, the odd catapult looking one, and pulled up. The mech was hit a fgew times and was smoking. "That was fun " he called out and turned for anotherpass. "Q, can we lock that one next?" paladin called over "ghost just scored a few good hits, we should finish him"......As ghost circled his plane around, for another run, hit sensors started going crazy......"holy crap, where did...." is all he said right before his plane exploded. ...
"What the?!?!?" Paldin called out........."what hit him?!!"...........all that could be seen was a scant trace of a missle track from far beyond the treeline.
"I got nothing on sensors!"...siren called out again......"
Meanwhile, a few miles back along [I]Perfect Tommy]/I]'s flight path, the other three mechs that were aboard had shed their capsules, deployed chutes, and used their jump jets to cushion the impact of landing. "Scottie" Macleod in his Highlander started giving orders: "Genie, move ahead to guard [I]Tommy]/I], and send Elena back to meet us when you get there. Marvin, watch our six." The Penthesilea moved forward quickly, and the Griffin moved back to a hill to get better view. That was when Marvin saw the Ghost explode. "Scottie, someone just took out that fighter plane that was guiding [I]Tommy]/I] in."
Scottie cursed, then acknowledged Marvin's report. Then he sent a text through his uplink to Elena, warning her to stay low. "Marvin, do we have a bearing on the launcher?"
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"Damn it... Lets finish that bastard Ghost got first. I need room going to tread mode and speed away for distance. I'm the soft target so I need to be mobile. Another fighter using some of that fancy stealth cloaking tech is my guess. Try Thermal detection producing some kind of inferred heat. Might be why it didn't fire right away." That said Q's Mech legs stretched out straight once the threads connected to the ground he was speeding away. "I got the speed lets see if I can chase our mouse out of it's hole."
His guns turning to firing another blast of plasma charge and opening up with his close range guns on the Mech ghost struck. He didn't expect the armor piercing rounds to do much good it was more sociological then tactical at this range. At the same time he was heading closer to where that missile fired.
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The fire from Qs mech slammed into the Mech ghost straifed. The plasma burning and melting the armored layers away. It was barely moving when a double barrage of LRMs from paladin hit it. Thats all it needed. It exploded in a massive fireball of flying shrapnel and colored flames. "Up yours" paladin called out as if the mech could hear him."Nice shooting partner." Paladin glanced at his scanners, The Atlas was motionless and burning, still standing, but burning. The two unidentified mechs were on the ground, one burning badly, the other just smoking. The other two had been completely destroyed, with bits of them laying all about from massive explosions. Paladin spoke up again
"only thing left is that rat bastard that got Ghost"....As he said that, his warning system went off again. Before he even got a call out two missles slammed into his mech and sent it toppling over smoking with a massive thud into the muddy ground. "Brock!!!" siren called out using his real name...."Brock, you there.... you ok?!".....she screamed over and over.
"Yeah im here " he coughed into the comm. "I think the missles themselves cloak. "Im outta tyhe fight though".....he coughed again, "and i think my ankle is broke." he continued. "you two be careful".......He was trying to make his way to an escape hatch. Knowing the laying still machine could still be a target, a much easier one now, he wanted to try and get clear of it. "Man, if whatever or whoever is shooting at us doesn't get me, Vi will surely kill me when she hears i wrecked the Cat' He joked.......
Siren followed Qs mech cloaked , but let him take the lead in trying to flush out this enemy. "by the way q, all i got left is some MG"...she said right before she went dark.
"Just barely, within about a hundred meters; their stealth is damn good." Marvin sent the data to Scottie's Highlander, marking the area from which Paladin had just been attacked on his tactical map display.
"Good enough for now. If these people shot us down because they thought we were allied with the Archangels, I'm thinking we shouldn't upset them by saying they were wrong." Scottie sent another text, to Genie and Elena and to the Archangel's CO: [I]Moving to support Archangel units under fire from unknown forces.[/I] with the location attached. "Marvin, let me know once you can target this sniper. Passive scanners only. We're moving out." The Highlander and the Griffin moved towards the unknown enemy...
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"I think I got a heat trace from that last shot. Going to use my last missile payload in a general scattering. Keep an eye out for dirt bouncing on something that's not there. Then let it rip." His missile bays open and fired sending the explosives in a scattering of blasts.
He let his instincts take hold the instincts of a predator hunting prey on the bottom of the ocean. His large eyes looking at the rubble as it flew, the dust cloud rising and blowing away in the wind. Somewhere in that cloud of dust was a pocket of air unaffected, a pocket caused by something in stealth. There a twisting of dust. He turned to focus on the spot and opened up with his Armor piercing shots. Not wanting to waste the higher powered blasters on a wild guess.
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2.) If it goes as planned it's not good RP
The armor peircing shots , would have appeared to miss at first. The higher shot tearing through the trees , while the lower shot glanced off something short, and lower than the kit fox stood tall. The metallic CLANG of metal on metal was obvious for those who could hear it. The scene unfolded quickly. The enemy had been found and it revealed itslef from its hiding spot. It uncloaked quickly and charged at Q. IT was a very strange looking mech. Quite small, and thin, resembling a scorpion without the claws. It had six legs and moved extremely fast. The tail it had appeared to house a missle launcher, and as it charged q's mech it relesed the last cloaking missle it had. Siren , following behind Q, immediately tried to bring her last weapon on target. The air filled with flying rounds from her MGS........
The Highlander's CIC program integrated the data that the Griffin shared, and the hexamech appeared on Scottie's display. "Unknown?! Designate Hostile. Plan Delta-six."
Scottie sent his Highlander on a maximum-range jump toward the strange mech. At his highest altitude, his weapons twenty-two and a half meters higher than normal, he had a clear shot at it, just under 600 meters away: a long shot but he took it with both his gauss cannon and a full volley of twenty long-range missiles.
This left Scottie in the air for just over four seconds, a juicy target, with a heat signature that went up as the heat of the jump and the missile launch was dissipated through his heat sinks. So a scant second after he jumped, Marv jumped as well, going for a maximum altitude of over 65 meters. He'd be in the air for over seven seconds, but if someone new fired at the Highlander, the Griffin would be in a good position to return fire...
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"Found our stealth... Shit!" He was to close to avoid the missile the blast knocked his mech aside smoke and sparks flew form the now missing right front leg. The body of the mech had fallen to the side. "Son of a bitch I just got this thing working you..." The cockpit reinforced armor was still holding and he fired a plasma blast from the left side cannon.
"I'm good... kind of. On my side give me a moment. That's thing is a light weight try not to blow it to kingdom come. I want to see that tech, hmm given that it shot me and bound to shoot me again never mind that last part."
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Sirens bullets didn't stop the incoming missle from hitting Qs mech. the explosion pushed her little mech back a few yards and she scrambeled away to a flanking position. It was then that the new enemy mech was slammed by the gauss rounds. One went straight through the tail section, nearly severing it and the other found its mark in what would have been the head. The missles hit mostly at the same time the plasma burst came in. the4 burning plasma blast blew away armor as the missles struck and the entire mech was thrown back from the massive vollies. It lay on its side burning for a few sec9onds before it exploded in a huge fireball. Schrapnel flew in all directions, and siren quickly closed her blast screen to avoid an unlucky schrapnel peice hitting the cockpit...............silence for a few moments. Then paladin came over the comm. he had left his mech entirely and walked over to one of the other ones that were knocked out. He had climbed up and forced open the damaged hatch. Inside he found a very strange scene. "Hey guys"......he said "youre going to have to see this"........"oh and thank you for the assist" he said to Scottie and Marv.
He then switched on his helmets camera feed so the others could see the images on thier screens. Inside was a human, dressed like one of the villagers, and still throwing controls, and hitting buttons like a mindless slave would. The man inside was trying to pilot the mech and didnt seem to understand it was out of action. He wore no helmet and on the back of his head there was a small probe protruding, and a bio-mechanical cord running down and attaching to some odd looking blob of goo stuck at the feet of the pilot. "what the fuck is that thing?"...........
Scottie MacLeod just said, "Oh, shite." The he sent a message via satellite back to The Institute, and followed it with a streaming view of what Paladin was sending. It only took him half a minute to get close enough to start adding in what his own cameras and Marv's could see.
It was less than a minute after that when a thin faced man with graying brown hair and grey-green eyes opened a communications channel to the officer of the day at the Archangel's base. "I'm Doctor Banzai, and I'd like to speak to the leader of the Archangels. Or whoever on your Council of Knights is available." The feed from Scottie's camera was partially visible behind him.
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"Careful! Don't tough it. It's a parasite, might be bioengineered. Those things invaded my home world before I was hatched. Force my kind into slavery to mine minerals from the ocean. Lucky I guess we are immune to it, in time we learn enough about the advance tech to throw those bastards off our world. I doubt you are immune to it's influence."
With some maneuvering he got his mech back on it's now three feet. "No matter what thought if it's here this planet is in serous shit."
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"Copy that" paladin chimed over his comm "im going to leave it be" he continued. He slng his rifle back over his back and then went back out the escape hatch. He knew he captured alot of footage, stuff he hadn't broadcast, and he figured theyd all view it together back at base. "oh and can i get a lift?" he asked jokingly......
Back at Archangel base, the head scientist,who really wasn't much of one, heard the call from Dr Bonzai. "i guess you need to talk to me, Brock there is our elected leader, " he said referring to paladin, "But we really just each head up different areas and convene in council when needed. " he turned and whispered to one of the people standing next to him. "We'll call a council meeting right away when you get here" ......
One of the scientists watching the videos behind Dr. Banzai leaned in and whispered to him. He nodded, then addressed the Archangel scientist. "It seems one of the people you have out there, one Q-nark, has experience with these creatures. I'd like to hear from him all he can tell us at this meeting. Meanwhile, we'll be able to get a couple of ships over to you inside of two hours. One will be carrying another lance of mechs, the other will be one of our lab ships. Both are vertol-only, please have your traffic control warned we're coming. Banzai out."
Scottie spoke up on his tactical radio as he knelt his mech. "Sure thing, Paladin. Hey, uh, Cue? The Doc wants ta know what planet you're from and if that species has a name. Also, he says we're ta help you keep it contained. So if you've got any instructions for Marv, and Elena when she gets here, beyond 'don't touch', let 'em know."
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Siren had gone over and picked up Paladin. "You sure we'll both fit in that teddy?" he joked....... "Depends on how many donuts you had with coffee this morning " she quipped back. "Did you check each mech?".....The tower comm said brashly as they were about to head back. "Should we?" siren asked back and more to Q than anyone. She was hoping he had some kind of answer, having had the most information about the odd species they encountered.
After confirming the other mech had similar pilots, (well the ones that were still mostly one peice)...Siren headed back towards base. Paladin rode along, crammed into the cockpit , but in it nonetheless. "Vi is gonna kill me for damaging that cat" he said....."I'm sure she'll be glad you're still alive, and you know she can salavge and fix that thing"...she replied. "Yeah i know, " he answered, "still".........his words cut off as his thoughts then went to his friend riley...AKA Ghost.
The tower had made the preparations and room for the Bonzai ships. They were cleared and even offered another escort if needed.
Inside the base the science folks , as Brock called them, were buzzing around and most of them headed to the main conference call. Other mech pilots scurried about tryingto be alert and as ready as possible having listened to the sounds of the last battle. One particuarly a woman named Stacey, was at her mech's feet, leaning on it. She drove a vulture class, mainly, it was her preferred, med mech. She leaned on it and watched Vi get the recovery machine ready to go grab the damaged catapult. the recovery machine was a massive tracked vehilce with 5 huge cranes and a large retractable platform. Vi saw Stacey and called oher ..."Hey Dove".....Stacey's call sign was Dove. VI alwaysused the call signs rather than names. "what are you waiting for?" She asked. Dove looked up at Vi and said "Nothing"...Vi knew she and Brock had a fling, she just never realized it was this serious.....
"I really don't know if you can save the infected. I was young when we won our world back... It was a solar month after we made contact with humans that those bastards bombarded everything they can. Our young live above ground in tidal pools not in the deep oceans. An entire generation wiped out... I was one of the lucky ones that was in the ocean. Survived because I was hungry and went to catch some thing to eat." He shivers and got out of his mech four short tentacles were used as legs four more were curled up close to the cone shape body. Fins on the side of his head acted like ears out of water his eyes the size of baseballs took in the scene.
"However I don't know much about them. I focused on learning to build and fight not on the whole who and what part. Don't think you guys have the right shape mouths to use the name we call them. Lovocks is the closes you hairless apes can do."
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"Lovocks?" paladin repeated. He was back at the base and climbing out of the cramped kit fox hatch as he heard the name. "thanks again for the assist out there Q" he motioned towards the Frankenstein mech, "that thing sure can kick some ass"...... Dove had come over and stood near Brock now. She game him a reafirming smile, and then looked up at Siren climbing down her ladder. "Thanks for bringing this cowboy back".... Siren smiled and said "yippe kai yay"...jokingly referring to Brocks notion for running out solo all the time.
Back in one of the command rooms, the scientists and others gathered around the screen as they watched the images replay over and over. Not sure of how to start this conversation, they waited for everyone to gather.
As the group headed fromn the hanagar to the meeting room, Brock saw a figure on scaffolding adding a name to thier memoriam wall. The wall itself was the whole back wall of the hanagar bay.
Genie's Penthesilia was now on a ridge overlooking the dropship, whose crew were in powersuits digging out the rear landing gear, and Elena's Phoenix Hawk was flying at tree-top level to join up with Scottie, Marv, and Q. Scottie asked Q, "So, do you know of any ways to safely handle and contain it?"
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"Archangel Base, this is HKK Flight. We don't want to crowd your field, so we'll just set down next to [I]Perfect Tommy[/I], maybe cut a road to make consulting easier."
From the lower of the two spheroid dropships completing their sub-orbital hop from New Jersey, a lance of heavy mechs were already descending, shedding the ablative layers (along with the chaff layers) of the reentry pods before landing on their jump jets, forming a pentagon around [I]Perfect Tommy[/I]. Energy weapons flared into any trees that looked sturdy enough to cause problems for the dropships. A volley of short-ranged missiles with "warheads" of fire-retardant foam quenched the remains.
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"Nope we ended up burning the infected bodies of the hosts. We don't even know if the control is by touch or some kind of physical invasion of the lovocks into the bodies of the infected. My kind our blood is more acid then most organisms so acid might work. That or our nervous system just to alien. As you might guess we didn't stop to study our slave masters as we rebelled. Heck the only reason we used the tech left behind is we figured there might be others out in the sea of stars who could help if they returned. If it wasn't for that we would have destroyed the ships and gear as well."
He looked at the custom mech "Damn I just got that thing working now I have to rebuild a leg joint. Hope I can figure out how to install some of that fancy stealth systems. Then I can snipe with relative safety. Glad to know that extra armor for the body worked."
finally he headed to the command rooms. "The tactic seems to be is slow invasion. Infect and spread using resources of the infected. Our world was different due to our nature. They wanted the rich resources of our deep oceans, heck before they came we weren't even stone age tech. Don't need much need for metal and fire when your aquatic. So my home Tarma was an untouched gem of a world. Now what land above water is riddled with craters and scars."
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Brock was limping by the time he arrived at the room. there were 4-5 other people in there. Dove was supporting him as he walked and he didnt even realize. "Oh crap"...he muttered. "I'm sorry, didnt realize you were doing so much work"..he joked as he sat on a chair and placed his injured leg on another. As he did this a medical team entered the room and began to cut away at his jump suits leg. "it is fractured" one of them stated..then immediately started to clean it to wrap it in an air cast type device. Brock grimmaced a few times as they poked and prodded and stuck him a few times with odd devices. "so whats the plan?" one of the other men asked him....
Brock looked at the man and said " when everyone gets here we will decide....it is not just our planet"...
"So, for now, we'll observe, and be ready to blow it to emceesquare if needed," Scottie said. "We'll take our cue on that from you, Q." Helena groaned at the pun.
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[I]New Jersey[/I] set down on the somewhat enlarged clearing, close to [I]Perfect Tommy[/I]. A squad of powered armor infantry, their torsos showing the gold double B on the dark blue background, spread out to fill in the perimeter defined by the battlemechs, and another began assisting the crew of [I]PT[/I]. Above them, the massive labship [I]Princess Asriel Maru[/I] was coming down fast and decelerating hard.
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Brock sat in the chair waiting for all to arrive. His leg was in an odd looking cast type inflater thing, and it annoyed him. That was obvious by the times he looked as if he wanted to rip it off and throw it against the wall. Dove noticed it as well and everytime his hand went tdown to it, she grabbed hold of it and held tight. He knew what she was doing, and actually enjoyed the public display.
Outside the Mechs guarding certain ships, and the odd few on routine patrols had no idea the storm heading their way............
The labship had barely set down on the smoldering remains of the trees when the hangar door dropped down. A Savannah Master shot down the ramp on a cushion of air, speeding through the forest trails and coming to a stop at the main gate of the Archangel's base. The hatch opened, and Dr. Banzai addressed the guard from the pilot's seat. "Dr. Banzai, to see your command council."
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Q-nark Made his way in one hand tentacle had a tablet and he was making marking and designs. "Curses no way to improve those leg joints without losing mobility." Settling down at his seat well more of a spot where a seat would go he just stood on his legs. One large eye swirled taking in everyone in the room. "Alright, we are in deep waters here. Just saying abandoning the planet is an option."
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Dr. Banzai was escorted quickly to the conference room. Offerings of hot beverages, and food came from multiple people, even as they were hurrying along the corridors. When arriving at the conference room, a white cloaked humanoid , short with no hair and blue skin looked as if to say, "well, do you want something to eat or drink?"............
Brock sat in his chair , his fractured leg resting on another. Dove stood behind him, her hand on his shoulder. Brock was listening intently to Q as he described their situation. Siren followed in after Dr. Banzai and nodded to the others inside.
Outside the base the Mechs that were guarding and on lookout started to pickup random bleeps on their scanners. theyd appear then be gone two seconds later......
The cargo ramp remained down only long enough for three Shandra ASVs to exit, then the labship locked up again. The Shandras moved to back up the mechs and the battlesuits; attempting to use their EW capability against the stealth systems (if that was what they were) of the lovocks presumed to be around them. Meanwhile, [I]Asriel[/I]'s own systems observed, recorded, and transmitted via satellite back to New Jersey and via short range encrypted comlink to Dr. Banzai.
"Iced tea, no sugar, please. And while abandoning the planet may prove necessary, I'd prefer to do it after we've gotten as many of our people as possible off first, and just before making it useless to the...Lovocks." Dr. Banzai sat down across from Brock. "The most immediate problem would seem to be their stealth systems. My people are gathering what info they can."
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"I been thinking about that. Normal stealth tech uses camouflage, changing the color of the armor to match what's around it. This causes a distortion when moving so if you can spot the ripple you could see the cloak. That stealth mech had something else It seems to be a field that bends light around the stealth mech. That's why we didn't get a thermal reading or else that thing had some major heat sinks. Way outside my knowledge base on how they did it." He looked to Brock "We should go over the combat recordings we might have missed something. Also, I wonder if the armor that thing had is part of the stealth system perhaps it is just the next tech level on the standard method. I would also like to take apart the power generators, stealth like that must be draining."
"That brings up another point. One Atlas, one advanced stealth, the Lovocks have put some major funds into this. Those weren't cheap mechs you send on a simple raid. Nore do I think they were the only fish in the school, there are more out there."
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The beeps came and went . Scanners would show nothing more at the moment.
Inside Brock sat and listened to the conversation. His mind was churning. What was they're next move? He was tired of losing people. His thoughts went back to countless names on the wall. "we need more intelligence"..is all he said. The scientists and Q were going back and forth on the cloaking abilities, and the precautions they should be taking.
The guard on furthest point South (mech or suit with scanners) would slowly start to pick up the red dots at extreme range. One of the Archangels Mech's, a small scout one, Just came in range as it swept the area. ....
"tower, Ghoul here" ..the driver hit a few switches........"Are you seeing this?".....he poked a few more buttons. "Advise please?"....he asked wanting to go check it out.
Brock heard the request.......Siren did as well. She was hurrying to her little Kit Fox, before she was given orders.