Ferrus, sighing at the blinding of his drones, Moves out of the underbrush to survey the land. If he sees anyone moving who's not a friendly solider then he's launching a missile.
Aigresaur, for the love of God, don't use your spine gun when everyones looking right at you.
Ferrus steps forward and can see what everyone else sees. Well, only one of the moving things is a friendly soldier, but two of the things that aren't friendly soldiers are teamkilling titans. One of the remaining two moving things is in very close proximity to one of the titans, so... Yeah, let's aim for the other guy.
[Rocketu: 1]
With a clunk and a beep, the missile activates without exiting the tube.
[Hold on, I can still fix thi- - No bonus for Engineer, because a non-engineer couldn't even attempt this: 3]
Thinking quickly, you hits like five different buttons at once, three of them you meant to hit! The missile slides out of the tube and clatters to the ground, then jumps as all its submunitions pop out and then also fall to the ground.
NIGHTINGALE
STATUS: VIS MALF
FUEL REMAINING: 2Well done agieasaur, you just turned your commanding officer into ash AND failed to kill any of the people you aimed at.
get the chief to safety while everyone is blind. Try to find some thick brush to hide in and obscure us while I tend to her.
[You're blind: 4]
The chief is already in some brush, but its a good idea to get her farther away from all the explosions and such. Acting on the sound of her rolling away, you blink over and grab her, then move away from the sounds of battle, getting a few bruises from tree branches you can't see. You find a good place that *should* be hidden and lay her down. You're not going to be doing much doctoring while blind, however.
[Blindness recovery: 1]
...Or maybe you will. Your vision shows no signs of coming back. It might never come back.
Try to stumble away from the fighting best I can in this blinded state. Try to contact command to update them on this shitshow and request reinforcements. Also, curse up a storm.
"What the fuck is wrong with you motherfuckers fuck my eyes oh god they're all dead!"
You call up command on your radio, using Ferrus's Tech Gear as a relay. Whoever's on the other side gets kinda quiet when you tell them what's happened, and you hear someone cursing in the background.
"What do you mean someone's already on their way?! Who? ... Him? ... Shit!"[Blindness Recovery: 2]
You remain blinded.
keep calm, stay still and hidden, wait for mana, keep my eyes closed to let them begin to recover - I'm probably going to be light-sensitive when I finally open them, and won't be able to aim anyway, so I won't bother messing with my weapon, just putting it away (It has a sling, I'm just putting the sling on. nothing fancy.) by feel and preparing to retreat once I get my mana back.
Well, the one guy who actually saw you just got vaporized, and now everyone is blind. So this cover will probably suffice. You keep your eyes closed; that's probably the right idea.
[Blindness Recovery - letting them rest is good:
5 5]
Your vision quickly returns mostly to normal. Your eyes still hurt, but you can see at least.
Turn miniguns on Thomas.
Break the miniguns. Try to detach them from the mech.
Thomas is too close to the titan for X4 to be able to use the long, arm-mounted miniguns on him. The best that the pilot can manage is to swipe in the weaponmaster's general direction. Without any visual feedback. While Thomas is totally unaffected, due to being blind anyway.
[Titan Melee - does NOT have the advantage here:
4 3 2]
[Daggermacewhip!: 2]
Thomas deftly evades the titan's swings, but can't get an opening to strike back. For now, these two are linked in a somewhat hypnotic murder dance.
We don't need no sight to win this battle!
"NONE WHO FALL FOR THE EMPRAH DIE IN VAIN" - Just yell that at the enemy through the loudspeakers to honor the sacrifice of our brave soldiers.
CHARGE WITH THE AIGRESAUR CLOSE COMBAT WEAPONS!
You totally unhelpfully scream something about your little painted miniature game, then all your controls lock up and external sensors go down.
REMOTE LOCKOUT INITIATEDName: X4-18
Class: Titan
Appearance: A gruff and muscular man, he constantly wears combat armor and a full face helmet with gasmask except when alone.
Mech Appearance: Gunmetal grey and mechanical. An older design which can't move as fast, but is quite flexible, able to swivel the whole torso 360 degrees.
Arcane: 77/100
Attributes:
Unrelenting
Engineer
Overconfident
Inventory:
Twin Miniguns (4A each)
Missile battery (7A)
Infantry Rifle
Gas Mask
Personal Armor
Upgrades:
Name: Ferrus Veteris
Class: Tech gear
Appearance: A grizzled man with a scar over one eye and and hair that's just beginning to go gray. A veteran of a number of battles of the mech wars, he is noted for his skill as a mechanic frequently working on his own battle gear after the battle. Recently he has also taken up working accounts of skill both his own and those of his fallen comrades into the practical camouflage of his mech. Don't taunt him about it, he doesn't take it well. While he used to have a reputation for always wanting to be on the front lines and directly covering mechs as he made rapid repairs now a days he mostly is known to hang back and use his drones to repair them.
Mech Appearance: A battle gear that bears the marks of many battles, each of which has been repaired with varying degrees of competency and care, the welding at times elegant and paint job of mottled green with subtle designs of hypogryths and manticores worked into bearing either skilled artistry or the basest of apprenticeships. It's drones are similarly marked up, kept in excellent repair but clearly bear the marks of beasts and bullets.
Arcane: 73/100
Attributes:
Engineer
Wise
Merciful
Inventory:
"Contingent" Heavy Missile System (6A)
2x SMG Repair Drones (3A activation. Remain active for 3 turns before needing to recharge. If a drone does not dock before running out of energy, it will be lost.)
Long-Range Comms
Repair Tools
Infantry SMG
Upgrades:
Name: Aigresaur
Class: Titan
Appearance: A cute nubile youth in a green dinosaur onesie. His eyes are a striking blue and his beard an impressive brown, possibly due to not being washed regularly. He seems functional as a pilot, but he believes that he is a dinosaur and doesn't talk in complete sentences.
Mech Appearance: A standard mech painted with a feather pattern reminiscent of a dinosaur. There is a rather massive cannon mounted on the back.
Arcane: 70/100
Attributes:
Unrelenting
Resistant
Blood-lusty
Inventory:
Spinal Plasma Cannon (15A)
Point Defence Cannons (4A)
Big Chompy Dinosaur Maw (4A)
Crate of Beef Jerky
Jerry can of ultra-caffeinated caramel soda
Infantry Rifle
Personal Armor
Upgrades:
Name: Lana Silvers
Class: Rifleman
Appearance: A woman in her early thirties who went into the service after her husband died on a hunt for mystical mana beasts. Still hasn't fully overcome the loss, but shields herself from it by focusing on her job. Usually very professional, but likes ooking into the ol' bottle a tad bit too much.
Stamina: Blinded
Attributes:
Expendable
Inverse Ninjutsu?
Inventory:
Infantry rifle
Combat armor
3 grenades (smoke, flash, teargas)
Training:
Basic
Name: Donnel Adderson
Class: Weaponmaster (Razor Buckler)
Appearance: Pale skinned with brown eyes tinged with sea green, and messy brown hair with a goatee. He is average sized but on the thin side muscle-wise. He typically wears a gray and tunic and trouser pair with his spirit animal, an octopus, embroidered in green on the back.
Mana: 1/3
Push: 0/0
Attributes:
Quick witted
Medic
Merciful
Blind
Inventory:
Soulbound steel buckler shield with razor sharp edges
Steel chainmail hauberk
Steel-capped quarterstaff
Medical supplies
Advancements:
Name: Tanya Xelcarostia
Class: Shifter (Selfshifter / Lightshifter)
Appearance: Brown eyes, tan skin, brown hair bound in a ponytail, with moderately angular facial features. Short ad thinly built, with splotchy brown leather clothing. Spirit animal - swift fox.
Mana: 3/3
Push: 0/0
Attributes:
Aware
Spiritual
Frail
Inventory:
Silent Marksman's Rifle
First aid kit
Travel pack with food/water/survival gear
3 harmless smoke grenades
1 white phosphorus incendiary smoke grenade
Advancements: None
Name: Thomas Blackshroud
Class: Weaponmaster (Daggermacewhip)
Appearance: Thomas Blackshroud looks every bit the weaponmaster, pitch black hair, pitch black eyes(he wears contacts, they do stop him from seeing, but that's irrelevant...), black leather armor, black boots, black gloves... His Spirit Animal is the Bat
Mana: 1/3
Push: 0/0
Attributes:
Aware
Unrelenting
Blind
Inventory:
Black Getup
Soulbound Daggermacewhip
3 Smoke Bombs
Advancements:
Narcissus is late?! Oh damn, that bastard was supposed to tell him when they were gonna leave! He probably didn't because he's trying to hog all the glory, Zrand's a jackass like that.
Get to the Hardsuit, and get flying! Narcissus ain't gonna miss this chance, no siree.
You sprint down the Rose's richly decorated halls (Apparently these were all bare and boring metal walls centuries ago when this ship made her maiden voyage. You can't help but appreciate the redecoration since then.) to hanger number 3, where your hardsuit is kept. The hanger techs fuss over you and make you sign a few boring papers, but eventually you're allowed to suit up and launch. You're in a hurry, so you turn on the full power mode and fly full speed to the mission area.
ETA: 2Sigh. Maybe you could find something to do while the computer flies you to the destination?
Name: Narcissus
Class: Hardsuit
Appearance: A very red anime dude with slicked back hair. Wears a red hooded cape, with a red vest and TACTICAL KILT.
Mech Appearance: Solid black, skull painted on the front of the head. Bits of short, tattered black cloth hang off the limbs and body.
Arcane: 98/100
Attributes:
Deadly
Acrobatic
Overconfident
Inventory:
Large full-auto Scythegun (4A, both as melee and gun)
SMG (Scythe Machine Gun)
Upgrades:
((May I ask is this still open for people?))
Yes, but you will likely have to wait until this mission ends. Go ahead and give me a character and maybe I'll find something for you to do.
Finally. Free.
There can be no freedom from the hell that is war, only respite. Or something.
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