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~Beyond the Border~ => Rumia's Party Games => Topic started by: Caber Knight Etch-A-Sketch on September 02, 2009, 03:02:14 PM

Title: Mecha RPG - Recollection of a Solar War (Story Thread)
Post by: Caber Knight Etch-A-Sketch on September 02, 2009, 03:02:14 PM

(Alrighty then, let's get this show started. Now, as you can see, the format is basically the same: place, time, and day. Every once in a while, I will do a news report which could help you later on, who knows. Anyhow, here you go!)


Gensokyo Foundaries Time 7:00 AM Day ??


The sounds of welding echoes throught the quiet of the morning. Although grudingly, everyone decide the best place to meet was at the Moriya Shrine. The (supposed) Great Powers of Gensokyo met around the large table.

"Ladies, I'm sure you are all aware of the danger that is closing in. The Border around Gensokyo, as strong as it is, is weakening at an alarming rate. It will not be long before outside forces will overrun Gensokyo" Yukari stated to the others. "Kanako, how much longer until the vessel is complete?"

"The modification of the treasure vessel is nearly finished. We are currently working on furnishing of the ship, and the Bio-domes are almost ready to take in the fragments." Kanako said, looking at a number of sheets of paper.

"Excellent. Remilia, Yuyuko, have you found able bodied people to serve as the crew for the ship?" Yukari asked

"Yes, we have. They have already been assigned stations around the ship." Remilia.

...this is how the meeting started out, but then it turned to this...

"So, how are we to defend ourselves?" Satori questioned. "From the specs of the ship, there are not many ways we can defend ourselves. And we cannot rely on our powers alone, Suwako. We'd run out of energy with the lack of ambient mana in the outside."

"Wh-- oh. Nevermind then." Suwako sat back down.

"Well, there must be something we can do, right?" Asked Kaguya, looking around the room. From the doorway, un-noticed until now, a single word was uttered by the resident miko at the shrine.

"Mechas..." Sanae said.

"Mechas, of course!" Yukari shouted while getting up from her chair. The best way to go is with mechas!" Everyone else shot doubtful glances at each other. "Think about it! We can store energy in the mech and fight with relative freedom!" Everyone began uttering sounds of agreement. "Sanae, you shall be in charge of creating a defensive force of mechas!"

"This is just an excuse for something weird." Ran groaned silently to herself.

"Alright, now we need a cool sounding name for the team!" Yukari said with new-found energy.

"Army of Scarlet!" Remilia piped up.

"Battlestar Galactica!" Shouted Kaguya.

This sort of nonsense continued for a while until...

"Why don't we just name it the Gensokyo Coalition?" Suika spoke up. Everyone agreed to the name. And preparations continued.


Years pass, and the war over raw materials ignites as the border to Gensokyo was ripped apart. The fate of the Colony Ship Gensokyo was unknown for many years until one fateful day...


Lunar Base 057  Time 11:50 AM Day 1

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....the time is now 11:50 AM. At 10:00 AM, Premier Acrulov of the United Republics of Jupiter made a statement today regarding the ongoing rebellion on Europa.

"Commrades, we must not let this cancer affect our rise to greater glory! Those who stand in the way of creating a utopia for the common person are oppressors, who must be stopped!" The Premier went on to talk about nationalism as well as stopping the Europan Rebellion.

The Martian 32nd Fleet mobilized and attempt to sweep out the radical group, the Liberators of Eden, from the asteroid belt. The LE have intensified their attacks over the past few months, even venturing as far out as to strike a Martian convoy enroute to the recently established Venus colony. The Martian CEO has refused to make any statements on the matter.

In other news, Terran Munitions and Martian Foundaries have stated that they will work together in alarge scale operation. There were no details, but it is expected to be the largest one since the migration to Jupiter.

In Colonial news, military forces have discovered traces of an ancient Lunar city while exploring the dark side of the moon. Previous claims made by scientists, stating that such a city was not possible have been shot down as move artifacts are discovered.

The Lunar Corporation CEO Alexis Shoungrain announced an energy crisis. The extended use of personal heaters has cause blackout to occur in several districts of the Lunar colony. The CEO has advised that people turn down their heaters in order to spare power for the entire colony.

In local news, Thrax Farnsword died today. The noted scientist worked on many revolutionary inventions and pioneered the terraformation of Venus. He then worked on more efficient energy cells and plasma cells. He died of a heart attack at the age of 173 years.

In entertainment news, pop star Mitokana Ayushi's solo hit "Remember Me Gently" has risen to the top spot of most popular songs, knocking all other songs off the charts. Tickets have sold out for the Lunar idol's next concert, which is to be held in the Lunar Capitol, and many have camped out in front of the Selia Park waiting for the concert.

The time is now 12:00 PM. That's all for the 11:00 hour news. Stay tuned for the "In the Kitchen" with Arnold Shwartzenburger.

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Forte turned the TV off. It was a shame that he couldn't see what new antics the pyromaniac chef was up to, but lunch hour was lunch hour. Unfortunately, this meant patrol duty, so no proper lunch today, again.

"God damn it, I hate the food they give in the mech." Forte grumbled. He walked down the pale hallway to reach the recreation room, where his flight members were resting until their shift came on. What he walked in on was a rather unusual sight for military men.

"Captain!" The men were doing some sort of dance, in step to Mitokana Ayushi's older music video, "Neko Miko".

"What in the world are you doing? It's time to depart. There wil be more time for your idol crap or whatever it is..." Forte turned to leave. The squad members began talking loudly.

"How can you call it Idol crap?!?"

"Mitokana is the best!"

"Seriously guys, that stuff is kinda creepy" Forte said, looking back at his fellow pilots. "Ah, whatever. Come on, we have to go."

The familiar whines of the fusion cores echoed in the hangar bay as Forte's flight took off. It wasn't long before a large Terran fleet was spotted making its way towards Mars.

"Full Moon, this is Mission Control. You have new orders. You are to trail the Terran Fleet and relay their co-ordinates to our fleet stationed nearby."

"Roger that." Forte trailed the Terran fleet, unknowing of what laid ahead of him...

MFC fleet, Mars High Orbit, 3:00 PM Day 1


MFC forces awaited the orders high above the Martian surface, their top pilots on standby in should the need arise. Their distinct shapes hung in the upper atmosphere. The commander of the fleet stood at the bridge and waited for the attack. Hopefully, the operation could end quickly. If the TMC found out about this, then all hell would break loose. Little did the MFC forces know, the TMC was already on it's way, out to fight the MFC for control of the target. The target being the Sactuary ship, Avalon.

Title: Re: Mecha RPG - Recollection of a Solar War (Story Thread)
Post by: Gappy on September 02, 2009, 05:58:15 PM

Welcome to Team Heaven and Earth Border of Ecstasy Love and Be Loved Gift of Earth I?m Hungry Froggy and Her Merry Men No Frogs!  Frog Legs <3 That?s cannibalism!  Towel-Fu Rocks From the Gap With Love Celestial Pain Froggy and her Emo Men then? I said no frogs!  Gap Express <3 Marsh-Mal-lows perhaps? Towel Circus?  Pain and Peaches! We are not naming this team PEACHES!  Huh? Wut?!  Densha Otome, desho? Ministry of Corn, because The Amphibian Movement Will you people make up your mind? Froggy and?. Shut up!  FUBAR, the team that runs on tea, sake, peaches, and general madness.

It?s easy enough to explain away the reason why such an unlikely cast managed to come together to form this traveling circus of a team ? they were all victims of fate?

?or so they claim?

But that?s a lie. That?s a terrible lie.

The truth is, fate doesn?t do shit like this. It wont' touch shit like this with a 20 foot pole and a biohazard suit. Rather, it takes shit like this and shoots it at heavy booster units and watches to see what comes out the other side.

No, they came together because nobody else wants them on their teams. Yes, this is the reject pile, by rejects, for rejects.

Nobody wants Suwako because she?s made of concentrated sugar, topped with sugar, with a side of sugar. They say that the reason the Noble White lacked a pilot up till now is because whoever tried, male or female, would either die in a diabetic coma or moe-splode majorly. Some people, who other people consider insane, say that the Noble White?s so-called nosebleed buster cannon is an actual nosebleed shed by some poor unlucky sod stuck in the same cockpit as Suwako.  Besides, she talks to her Nachtmare and shares her cookies and milk with it. That?s creepy.

Nobody wants Yukari because she?s a manipulative middle-aged b**** who can?t stop chuckling ominously at every single little thing you say, as if every little breath you?re taking is a step closer to some giant mousetrap she kindly set up for you. Besides, she has a bad habit of molesting anything and everything, male or female, living or inanimate. She's so infamous that she has been banned for life from every single public bath in Gensokyo. Nobody wants to be stuck in the same ship as her, let alone the same cockpit.

Nobody wants Tenshi because all she has in her brain is peach puree and all she ever wishes is to be made into peach puree. Nobody else could get so bored that they?d stick their hand in a cageful of hungry weasels on purpose. Besides, nobody could stand that godawful racket of a song she always plays when she?s co-piloting, something titled ?Get Down? or similar. Some believe it?s a form of psychological warfare. Some (more rightly) believe that she simply enjoys the painful headache. Many believe this is specifically the reason why the Celestials dumped her and left her with the Gensokyoites - to spare themselves the agony while slowly killing the Gensokyoites through mind-rape.

Nobody wants Trent because he?s a Trent.

While none of them seem to be aware of this fact, they still seem to stick together somehow. Was it the tea and sake? Was it the cake? Or was it the general lack of actual leadership in the team that kept them together? Well, Tenshi would like to think she's the leader. Yukari thinks she's manipulating Tenshi into believing she's the leader while following her whims. Suwako knows better though....'kero~'. As for Trent, he's just following the voice of the towel which is telling him that there might be cake and frog legs for him at the end of this, no matter how much Suwako tells him otherwise....

This is their story, a story of love towels, pink hippos, froggies, peaches and cream?.

Now pay attention. The special effects are quite costly?


Borroughsbury Royal Palace, Avalon Haven Colony Biodome, 3.25 PM, Day 1

?This is a trap, I just know it!? Chief Ambassador Princess Watatsuki Yorihime of the Lunarian Capital Haven hissed to her diplomatic entourage as they walked into the spacious, ornately decorated circular meeting room.

?Your highness, please?? Lunarian Ambassador Yutsuha whispered as they took their seats around the gigantic round table. ?Marius-sama has requested that we take part in these talks. You have already been briefed on the threat of the corporations?.besides, we need help in taking back the moon from the Lun-?? Her whisper was cut short as all the delegates in the room turned as one to face the center of the round table where a stately, blond-haired woman in a long, frilly white dress had taken the podium.

?It?s that Yukari Yakumo!? Yorihime hissed. ?She gathered us all in one place for a reason!?

?Ladies and Gentlemen, honoured dignitaries of the Havens and Sanctuaries?? Yukari began, abruptly, as if to hammer home the urgency of the situation. ?Firstly, my thanks to the Avalon Haven and the Avalon Royal Family for allowing us use of your fair Haven for this meeting. It is a huge security risk you?ve undertaken to make this possible. You have our tanks. Now, you are all aware of the looming threat that encroaches upon our peaceful Havens. The corporations are aware of our existence. They?are aware of our Mana Cores??

?And just how could that have been possible?!? A dignitary, one of the El-Dorado contingent it seemed, stood up and bellowed. ?We of the Havens never interact openly with the outside world!? Whispers broke out all throughout the ranks at this.

?Yes!? Another, this one from the Atlantian entourage, stood up to have his say. ?Somebody divulged that information!? Everyone?s eyes centered heatedly on Yukari. The mass accusation was left unspoken.

??Ladies and Gentlemen, fellow Haven dwellers, I will not mince words.? Yukari continued on as if nothing happened. ?The situation is far too grave for long speeches. You all know now that our survival depends on us sharing intelligence, resources, and effort in defending against the?.?

Another interruption, this one from the Shangrilla contingent, who shrieked a long string of incomprehensible babble. The translator looked stricken with fear as he gathered the courage to translate. ?Uhh?ummm?a-an a-alliance?? His shaky, nervous voice not carrying the strength of the original. ??you dare talk friendship, Yakumo? What this, a ruse so you can stab us in our behinds at your convenience? I would not be?err?surprised if you?.? He looked at his ambassador with a fearful look. The ambassador nodded curtly, gesturing him impatiently to continue. ??.you spiked tea with?errr? fairy dung?? He finished, gulping perceptibly.

The room erupted in roars of fury and accusations at this.

?Dear friends!? The Emperor of Avalon boomed over the commotion, in the sort of patronizing tone that said ?you?re all children. Shut up. Listen to me.? ?I believe some sort of cooperation is the way forwards! With unity under leadership, we can??

?Leadership ay?? The Tir A Nog ambassador hammered the table with his cane for attention. ?And who, I asks, who?ll do the leadin? aye? You, your frilly highnessness aye? Gotcha breeches down, did'ya? Too much air around yer privates??

"I'll ventilate YOUR privates, you whisky-blubbering blob!" The Emperor launched himself at the Tir A Nog Ambassador.

The uproar had reached a din. It was only a matter of time until they?d be at each other?s throats.

?This?is pointless?.? Representative Tenshi Hinanai of the Celestials muttered, burying her face in her hand as she poured her tea over the screaming dignitary beside her, causing him to gasp in shivering outrage. ??and you, putty face, shut up before I improve your face with my tea cup. I knew it. Yakumo wants us all dead, and we?re doing her the favour!?

?Ladies! Gentlemen!....? Yukari sighed. ?ALL YOU BLOODY IGNORANT LOUSY-WASTE-OF-MATTER BASTARDS! LISTEN UP!?

The crowd paused amidst attempting grievous bodily harm on one another.

?You know, this?ll save the corporations a lot of trouble?? Yukari eyed the entire room. ?Let?s kill each other right here and now. Yes. And let them march in and take the rest for themselves! Have you all forgotten why you left earth in the first place?! Peace! Now that the peace is threatened, you seek to disrupt it amongst yourselves!?

Before she could pause for effect, she was again interrupted, this time by the doors slamming open to reveal?

?.a towel?

Everyone blinked as they tried to squint to make out the towel?s design under all the grime on it.

?.froggies??

?Oh?was I late? It looks like you?ve already started without me?? The towel spoke.

?Who is this?.this??? The Emperor of Avalon began.

??walking towel??? Tenshi supplied.

?Oh, I apologize, Kero-chan is a little excited at the prospect of tea and cake.? A hand moved the towel aside to reveal a pile of tousled black hair and a pair of bright blue eyes. ?Oh dear, no cookies. Plus you all started without me. Now I?m sad.? He sighed, before picking up a second towel slung around his hips. ?Shirayuki is sad too?? He sighed, swinging the second towel around a little. ?Aren?t you all sad? I know I am. This won?t do?? The boy sighed as he lowered his towel onto his shoulders. ?So let?s have a little intermission to cheer everyone up. Now, please mind the gaping gap?in my sanity! AHAHAHAHAHA!? He broke out in cackling laughter as he threw his first towel up into the middle of the room.

Everyone hit the deck?.

?everyone peeked up to see the evil tattered thing bloomed up, as if taking on a life of its own, its froggies waving at them menacingly, like?.

?wait, it?s a towel?

?everyone?s eyes watered, their noses screwing up in horror, as the smell hit them with the force of a tsunami?

?.It?s a SMELLY towel!

?Biowogikal weaponly wash bannembed by the Geneha conhention!? The Emperor gasped, dying from oxygen deprivation.

?Geneha?? The crazy frog man asked, taking out a pair of assault rifles from under his second towel. ?Never ate that!? He cackled. ?Now, sit back, relax, and enjoy the show!?

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Command Bridge, MFC All-Terrain Boarding Frigate, GranShario, High Mars Orbit, behind the moon Deimos, 3.55 PM, Day 1

?Sir, the mercenaries have declared their occupation of the anomaly Avalon??

??.now, begin the operation??

And the MFC personal space marine force detached itself from shadow of Deimos and quickly fell on Avalon like vultures on a piece of rotten meat?.

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Holding Cells, Death Row, MFC All-Terrain Boarding Frigate, GranShario, in the air above the Borroughsbury Palace, within the Avalon biodome, 5.45 PM, Day 1, around sunset

Much later?.

So this was it?.?

Captured? Waiting for them to deal him death? Helpless?

?Hmmphh?? He leaned back and smiled up at the pink hippos watching him from the ceiling. It wasn?t?too bad at all, actually. So far he had been struggling to survive, to stay alive, doing whatever it takes to survive the battlefield so that he could come back again?and again?and again?.

?.but come to think of it, now that he had time to himself to think,?just what was he surviving for?

??just to keep on surviving, really?? he murmured to the green hyenas beside him, before chuckling, amused at his own answer. ?Eehhh?well, good place to end, I suppose. Everyone now thinks I?m some sort of terror-thingy-whatever, some double-crossing bit of space crap, no more jobs, no more cash?eh, who needs it.?

He didn?t really care much about the reason why he was suddenly jumped by his own employers. There was probably some really devious, cunning plan of some sort behind it all. Didn?t matter to him though. Nothing did. Revenge didn?t even occur to him. People died getting revenge. Nope, it wasn?t his style.

Now, if someone put a price on their heads, he?d?.

?..

Nah, nobody would ever hire him ever again. Nobody hires double-crossers, no matter how good they are.

So that?s that. His living?s dead. He?s dead. The pink hippos have won and will soon celebrate with the orange sea cucumbers.

?.at least they let him have his towels?.his dear Kero-chan and Shirayuki towels?

?.they were all for stripping him of his assault rifles, but they wouldn?t come anywhere near his towel?.

?ah, they were all well versed in the ways of the towel. Good for them. That meant they knew that coming within wrapping range of the dreaded towel meant instant?.

Eh??

What?s a kid doing in a cell?? On death row??

In the cell next to his, sitting on the bench, with her thighhighs swinging to and thro under her, was what seemed like a young girl in a purple skirt, a rather oversized purple pilot?s tanktop, and a set of puffy detached white sleeves. To top it all off, she had a huge ridiculous delicious-looking yellow hat sitting atop her golden auburn hair.

While Trent felt very much at home here on death row, he had some semblance of sanity, enough to know that most ordinary people have some aversion to sitting on death row?

?and this kid looked as if she was sitting there waiting for her school bus, all smiles and cheeriness?.

??.kid??? He finally ventured. Nobody else was allowed to be insane like him. It?s trademarked!

??.? No response.

???.kid?? He repeated, a little louder this time.

????.? Even louder silence. No response.

??.young lady??? He finally said.

?Yes?? The young girl aimed her bright, seventy seven gajillion gigawatts lighthouse-Xenon-lamp-like smile at him.

??hmmm?? He cocked his head to one side. ?Nah, you?re still a kid.?

??? The girl seemed a little surprised, actually. What at, Trent couldn?t pinpoint it.

?You realize what this place is?right?? Trent asked.

?Yep. Death rows.? The girl said, without hesitation, as if simply answering a question in class.

??..you know what a death row is?? Trent asked, raising an eyebrow.

?Yep. It means I?m gonna dies, yep.? The girl said, her smile not deflating one bit.

??..hmmm?.do you know what it means to die??? Trent asked, curious.

??.hmmmm?? The girl seemed to give this some thought. ?Well, nope. I?ve never died befores, so nopes.?

??heh, you?re not scared?? Trent asked.

?A littles.? She conceded. ?But why worries when I can?t do much about its, nopes??

?Heh, wise words.? Trent nodded. ?Just what Kero-chan was telling me, isn?t that right, Kero-chan?? He asked his towel.

?Oh! Your towel speaks?!? The girl asked, seemingly surprised and fascinated.

?Yeah, off course she does. She?s my very bestest best friend in the whole wide world.? Trent nodded. ?Here, meet Kero-chan.?

?Oh, hello there, Kero-chans.? The girl said, reaching through the bars to shake a tattered end of the towel. ?I?m Suwako, pleased to make your acquaintances, yeps. You smell nice~?

?Hmm, Kero-chan said she?s flattered to make yours.? Trent nodded at Suwako. That was the first time anybody ever told Kero-chan they liked her smell, so he found himself rather pleasantly mollified. ?I?m Trent, by the way. And this is Shirayuki.? He showed her the other towel, this one bedecked with dandelion patterns.

?A fun fun pleasures indeeds, Trent, yep.? Suwako smiled, taking Trent?s hand in her own small one, before shaking Shirayuki?s frayed edge too. ?Ne, ne, I couldn?t hear Kero-chan or Shirayuki-chan speaks??

?Ah, they?re a little shy. Don?t worry though. It took me a whiles until I got to hear their voice. Warmed up to me one day after I saved them from a rocket explosion, y?see. The red elephants were out to get me that day. Bloody dangerous they were.?

?Red elephants?!? Suwako gasped. ?That sounds dangerouses, yeps. How?d you escapes?!? She asked, excited.

?Well?.? And Trent went on at length about the time he encountered the red elephants on Europa, and the time he barely managed to escape from a horde of giant ping-pong balls shaped like anteaters, and the time he?.

?.an hour passed?.

?Suwako took in all of his stories, while hugging Kero-chan (Trent gave her special permission to hold onto Kero-chan, cause she was such a good girl), cooing with excitement at every turn, gasping with shock and cheering with happiness at each little thing.

?Ne, ne, so you?re a mercenary, right?? Suwako finally asked, after Trent finished relating to her his pursuit of a group of drunk purple spotted dinosaurs. ?You work for people who hire yous, yep??

?Yeah.? Trent nodded. ?People call me the Frame-Reaper?.though I?m not quite sure why?.I don?t do interior designing after all??

?I wish to hire yous, yep.? Suwako said.

??.what?s the pay?? He asked, partly out of habit, partly out of resigned amusement.

??your life.? The girl grinned brightly.

??my?life??? Trent gave this some thought.

Just then, a few MFC soldiers walked in and unlocked their cells. The cuffs on their wrists flew together and locked themselves in front of them. ?Move.? The soldier snapped at them both, as his colleagues shoved them out of the cells and into the long corridor.

?Oooh?is this the part where we get to shake hands with that big purple rhinoceros?? Trent asked, excitedly.

?Whatever.? The soldier pushed him on with the butt of his rifle. ??someone hand me a gas mask?something stinks to hell here?.?

They were herded out into the open. Trent felt himself blinded by Avalon?s artificial setting sun for a bit as he was led onto a raised platform amidst an open space atop the ship where a number of soldiers, a camera crew, and a judge were gathered.

He found himself left with Suwako and a few other people atop the platform, facing the judge. The camera seemed to focus in on him. He gave it a bright foxy grin in response, something that freaked out half the Martian population watching the live feed out of their wits.

He noticed the soldiers tossing out a number of bodies off the platform, off the ship, and into the ground far below the frigate.

?Trent?.no-last-name?.? The judge began. ?You?ve been accused of leading a terrorist attack with the goal of dropping this unidentified anomalous extraterrestrial object into Martian lands and thusly kill billions of innocents. How do you plead.?

??cake?? Trent asked.

?I hereby sentence you to death by firing squad.? The judge said, simply, before turning to Suwako. ?Suwako Moriya?you are accused of taking part in a conspiracy against the Martian Peoples, one that may bring grievous harm to billions of innocents. How do you plead??

?Guilty!? Suwako chimed, happily.

?I hereby sentence you, ah, same.? The judge turned to the next person in line. ?Astral Pancake, you are?.?

?Hey?about the deal??? Trent asked.

??.what about it?? Suwako asked, sweetly.

?What?s the job?? Trent asked.

??hmmm?? Suwako seemed to give this some thought. ?Well?fight for me.? She said, with a huge grin.

??is there cake?? Trent asked.

??.no, not really.? Suwako said, after a thought. ??.hmmm?there are cucumbers??

??.Kero-chan?s sure there?ll be cake?? Trent said. ?And I trust Kero-chan?so?I?m in.?

?Good.? Suwako nodded, happily.

Trent looked around at the soldiers around him. ?Eh, sorry misters, I?ve got a client now, so?? He roped in one of the soldiers holding onto him with his towel, pulled him in, banged his head into his, knocking him out, before stealing his assault rifle and smacking it into the other two soldiers around him, freeing Suwako. With a sommersault, he knocked the last soldier next to him unconscious, giving his head one last good stomp before wiping his boots clean on his face.

?You bastard!? The other soldiers leveled their rifles at them. Trent blinked upon seeing them aim for Suwako.

??protect her?? He heard his towel, Shirayuki, speak, before it detached itself from his hips and flew off in the violent wind, straight into the line of fire, obscuring the soldiers? view.

?N-no! S-SHIRAYUKI-CH-CHAAAN!? Trent roared after his beloved towel as the soldiers opened fire. He too ran into the line of fire, unconsciously shielding Suwako?s body with his own. But he could only watch as the bullets ripped his beloved dandelion towel to shreds.

?N-NOOOOOO!? He screamed, closing his eyes as tears burst forth, just as the bullets pulled through the towel and homed in on him and Suwako. ?Sh-SHIRAYUKIIIIIIIII!?

But the bullets never came?.

?instead?

The ground underneath them shook?

He opened his bleary eyes and looked out through his tears to see a huge metal wall in the way. Whatever it was, it had blocked the bullets.

He looked up and noticed that it was in fact a giant mechanical hand?.attached to a mechanical arm?.attached to?

?what the?

He blinked as he looked up into a giant, somewhat humanoid metal face.

?S-Shirayuki?? He whispered. ?S-Shirayuki?.y-you?re alive?.a-and y-you?ve grown??

?Trent, come ons!? Suwako?s cry caused him to turn around to see an open hatch just below the gigantic humanoid body?s chest, where the guts should be. ?Shirayuki-chan?s waiting!?

Trent sniffled as he wiped his tears away and grinned up at Suwako. ?Right behind you!?

He leapt onboard and sat down in one of the seats. ?Eh, comfy?? He smiled, bouncing up and down a little in the seat as the hatch closed securely behind them with a faint whisper of well-maintained pneumatics.

??.err?that?s my seats, yep.? Suwako pointed out. ?Yours is that one.? She pointed up at the big seat right behind her own. It was elevated about half a meter above Suwako?s, surrounded by an array of controls and set of what looked like joysticks.

??cool?.just like the arcade back on Europa?? He grinned, taking his seat. ??err?what?re the two other seats for?? He asked, glancing at the other two seats on either side of his, set at angles towards the front.

??.passengers?? Suwako suggested, seemingly not sure herself.

??fair enough.? Trent shrugged, placing Kero-chan on one of them. ?The pink hippo can have the other seat.?

??.?

??.so, what?re we waiting for??? Trent asked.

?Umm?you?re?sort of in the pilot?s seats?? Suwako hazarded.

??and?? Trent asked. ??what, should I switch places with the pink hippo??

?No, you?re piloting this child, Shirayuki-chan, yeps.? Suwako pointed out. ?She?s been waiting for you?that?s what she?s telling mes??

?Ah, is that so?? Trent grinned a wide grin. ?Eh, well, let?s see how this goes. Shirayuki-chan, let?s party!?

Just then, a huge explosion rocked the Borroughsbury Palace below. The Liberation of Avalon had begun. And the Combat Construction Nachtmare Shirayuki had been caught right in the middle of it,

Title: Re: Mecha RPG - Recollection of a Solar War (Story Thread)
Post by: Hello Purvis on September 02, 2009, 06:32:24 PM

Avalon Colony, Not to terribly long before the previous events.

"I don't believe this," says Kisume as she hops up and down the corridor. "They brought us out all the way here for this crap?"

"It seems that way," says Shizuha, as she out a window into the depths of the void and shudders.

Kisume bounces up to her and gives her a look. "You okay?"

Shizuha nods. "Please do not worry. It's just...out there. There's nothing. No seasons, no leaves...nothing. It's hard to look at for too long, that is all."

"Welp," says Kisume, as she bounces toward the door. "Time to fix that."

Shizuha frowns. "What are you doing?"

"Breaking in," says Kisume, as she reaches into her bucket and produces a small knife. "You said yourself, you need something new to look at, right? There you go."

Shizuha crosses her arms. "You're going to break into Yukari's chambers. As someone intimately familiar with the concept of divine wrath, please understand that you're taking your life into your hands i the worst of ways."

Shrugging, Kisume eyes the door. "I've lived in a city with oni."

Shizuha puts a hand on her forehead and sighs. "Look, Yukari asked us to guard her room. It is completely against the spirit of the task to break into her room! Rumia, please say something."

Rumia looks up. "Mhf Mfhmi mf mwarmuh!"

"...After you finish your mochi, dear,"

"Look," says Kisume, "We were asked to guard Yukari, right? This room? That's no Yukari. And you know we aren't even in this gig to guard stuff to begin with. I know what it's like out there. And you know Grumpy. Okay? So if Yukari's just going to shunt us off to the side like we're some kind of joke, to hell with it. I'm gonna have some fun."

Shizuha prepares to reply. Then an explosion echoes throughout the complex. "Well," she says instead, "That is probably not supposed to happen."

Kisume nods. "Let's go."

"Mhf!" Says Rumia, bunching her hands into fists and grinning.

"I suppose the room isn't going to go anywhere, is it?" says Shizuha as she breaks into a run to keep up with Kisume and Rumia...

Title: Re: Mecha RPG - Recollection of a Solar War (Story Thread)
Post by: Gappy on September 02, 2009, 07:31:57 PM

"Yes! Yes! Keep on going" Suwako shouted excitedly over the horrendous banging sounds shaking the cockpit. "....We'll show them that their ship's hull is no matchs for Shirayuki's hard head, nopes!"

"...hmmm....I'm pleased you're happy, but I assure you it wasn't the pink hippo's intention..." Trent said, pulling on his controls awkwardly. "Oh, you don't think I can destroy them by banging our head against its hull, Kero-chan?" He asked his towel. "I can't?"

The soldiers atop the ship's deck watched, in stricken morbid fascination, as the giant white mecha continuously flew into the ship's hull, repeatedly banging its head against their ship's command tower, before bouncing back and repeating.

That was before the ship's captain bellowed right into a poor, hapless soldier's ear, "WHAT'RE YOU DOING TO MY BEAUTIFUL SHIP?! Men, open fire!"

"I think he's angry, yeps..." Suwako nodded at the captain.

"I would be too if I was down there with all those orange buffalos dancing the lambada around him." Trent said. "Isn't that so, Kero-chan?"

"Oh?" Trent turned around just in time to see missile launchers and artillery cannons turn their ugly mugs on their beautiful white mecha.

"...you can put someone's eye outs with thats, yeps..." Suwako cheerfully, as she grasped the finger imprints in the two spheres on either side of her seat. "Let's go, Shirayuki-chan!"

'...protect her...' The voice resounded in his head.

"Protect?" Trent blinked at this rather foreign concept. "Oh, what does this do?" He asked, pushing the platforms the joysticks were mounted on far forwards.

A heavy boom shook the entire cockpit as the whine of the nachtmare's main thrusters rose in pitch. They were thrown backwards into their seats, their bodies eating up the G-force as the nachtmare spiralled forwards, scraping along the side of the ship's hull, spitting out sparks, before slipping off the edge and flying off into the biodome's open sky.

"NOOO! MY SHIP'S PAINTJOB! IT'S SCRATCHED! MY EYES! MY EYES!" The captain rolled on the floor, clutching his poor eyes. "FIRE! FIRE EVERYTHING WE'VE GOT! KILL THEM! KIIIIIIIIILL THEEEEEEM!"

The entire colony shook violently with the booming echo of hundreds of guns and missile batteries unloading hellfire simultaneously into the air after Shirayuki.

"....more of them red elephants!" Trent grinned as red lock-on warnings flared up all over their heads-up-display....which was spinning violently as the mecha spun round and round through the blazing-orange-tinted-sky. "What's that, Kero-chan? ...what happens if I do this, you ask?" He asked, pulling both controls sharply back.

...the whine of the engines wound down rapidly as the thrusters cut abruptly....

...allowing gravity to catch up with the Shirayuki, pulling it abruptly earthwards....

The barrage missiles, tracers, plasma and dumb artillery rounds flew on, missing them by mere inches. The smarter missiles managed to turn around in their flight, though a lot did so only to end up in the path of the dumb projectiles, causing them to explode harmlessly in mid-air.

"....so that's the 'off' button..." Trent nodded as Suwako went 'wheeeeeeeee~!' with her arms in the air, giggling happily. "What's that, Kero-chan?" He asked as his towel floated up weightlessly beside him. A number of smart missiles cleared the smoke and dust up above to speed down after them.

"Do a barrel rolls! Do a barrel rolls!" Suwako cheered excitedly as they went into a flat-spin.

"A barrel roll?" Trent tried pushing one control platform directly forwards, while pushing down on one of the foot pedals. "Stop that, you stupid pink hippo..." He slapped at the air and accidentally flipped a few switches.

The thrusters roared into life again as the mecha began to veer off to one side...while still spinning...and spinning....and....it did a barrel roll!

The missiles spun round and round dizzily after it before, as if giving up in confusion, colliding into one another and exploding harmlessly in the air behind them.

"Ho!" Trent looked at the display screens behind his seat showing the fiery explosion behind them. "Can't handle man's gas, eh? That's what you get for eating too many of those Geneha things, whatever they are!"

"Wheeeeeeeee~! Nyahahahahahahaha!" Suwako flapped her sleeves about happily, seemingly over-excited.

"Eh...what's that coming at us?" Trent asked, bring Suwako's attention back from cheering and giggling wildly back to paying attention to Trent's piloting. "It's big and huge and spinning and....err..."

"It's the ground, I thi-..." Suwako observed, before...

KER-SMAAAASH....

That was the end of the Borroughsbury Palace's East Wing.

Title: Re: Mecha RPG - Recollection of a Solar War (Story Thread)
Post by: Maid Xan~ on September 02, 2009, 07:43:24 PM

I gazed across the blackness, trying to spot any sign of the enemy. Nothing. Intelligence had shown, our commander had told us, that there were a few squads of enemy mechs had been spotting guarding something big around here. Orders were that we were to eliminate them and hold the area until the main force arrived and we could safely deal with whatever they were protecting. I cursed softly. Nothing. Nothing at all. Then one of my squad-mates called out "Sir, hostiles spotted at 10 o'clock!", and we got down to business. An easy fight, we cut through them like a hot knife through butter. Now it just came down to waiting.

After about half an hour, I spotted something moving behind some of the debris. "Commander, I think I saw some more bogeys. Can anyone else confirm?"

"It's probably nothing. That should be all of them, according to the reports we were given." The captain in charge of our side of the operation said dismissively. Then suddenly, our radar was assaulted by a multitude of hostile blips from all sides. A shot grazed my mech's shoulder...

---

Three years later, Avalon Colony, immediately following MtG's post

A sudden shaking roused me from my sleep. "Damnit, what the hell?"

My question was answered for me by the suddenly active alarm systems. The colony was under attack. I cursed loudly. The place my client was staying just HAD to come under attack right before I got to go here the details of what he wanted me to do. While I don't like standing up a client, there was simply no way I was going to go and see them if the whole place was under attack. No, I was getting off this place. Now. If the enemy force was small enough, I'd see if I could pick a few of them off and come back and see about the job. If it was anything major... I'd get the hell out of the area. Rin Kaenbyou, my engineer and the only member of my crew that I took with me to job related negotiations (due to her intimate knowledge of what we should request for our payment), stumbled out of her room as another blast rocked the colony.

"Orin, tell the others that we're getting the hell out of here. Make sure they have the Nachtmare ready for launch, in case someone decides to give us trouble on the way out. Not that anyone should pay attention to our ship if we time our exit well, but it's probably for the best."

Orin nodded, flicking the com device off of her belt and into the air with one of her tails and catching it smoothly. "Sure. Should I also have them ready the drones for 'corpse collecting'?"

She was refering to our other source of spare parts and materials: salvage from downed mechs. Her remote controlled salvage drones had proven quite useful.

"No. I don't think we'll be sticking around."

"If you say so, boss. Say, that reminds me of the time when Okuu and I..."

"Not now, please. Just call Yuyuko already and give her the information already." Orin's stories about her and her old combat buddy Utsuho tended to go on for hours if you let them.

Orin let out a irritated nya at not being able to tell her story for the eleventy fourth time, but made the call regardless, as we started on our dash to the docking bay.

Title: Re: Mecha RPG - Recollection of a Solar War (Story Thread)
Post by: Hello Purvis on September 02, 2009, 07:58:55 PM

Rumia, Shizuha, and Kisume watched the acrobatics of the white mecha with frowns of varying types.

Kisume shakes her head. "So," she begins, then stops.

"I expect we should probably shut that machine down," says Shizuha, "Before it rupture some vacuum shielding or gets hurt in all those explosions."

"Or the explosions rupture the shielding," adds Kisume.

"Mm-hpf!" says Rumia.

With that, the trio take to the air, making their way toward the Mecha Bay as quickly as they can. "Okay, this'll be just like we practiced!" Kisume says, as she flies inside.

"Yes, yes!" Agrees Shizuha, "Let's just keep everything intact shall we?"

"Let's use the eel!" says Rumia, having finally finished her mochi, "I like the eel!"

"That's not a bad idea, is it?" Says Shizuha, as she lands on the open cockpit of Bucket Force. "It would minimize a lot of problems."

"Just make sure we have clearances and stuff," says Kisume as she lands her bucket in a pit-shaped recess and locks it into place, causing the machine to roar to life.

Shizuha nods as she settles into place. "I'm already on it, dear"

"Oh boy, eels!" says Rumia as she settles into the gunner's seat., "Eels are awesome! They're like snakes, but totally fish!"

"Hello, this is Red," says Shizuha, as she puts on a comms headset. "We're requesting clearance to deal with that white Nachtmare. Please be a dear and make sure they don't shoot at us? Thanks. No no, don't worry about back-up."

The cockpit closes, as Bucket Force lifts from the ground. "Engaging transformation," says Kisume as she checks some readings on the console, then pulls a lever. The sound of many hydralics at once echoes throughout the bay, as the machine seems to disassemble itself for a split second, then reforms into what can be best described as a 50-foot long finned serpent made of wood. As soon as the transformation is complete, Kisume guides the mecha out of the bay while Rumia cries "Eel Force!"

"Be careful, Green," says Shizuha, using Kisume's callsign now that they were officially in action. "You just clipped a pylon!"

"They can fix it, geez!"

Emerging outside, Eel Force approaches the White Mecha. "You know what to do, Red," says Kisume.

"I'm on it," says Shizuha, as she hails the white mecha. "Hello there! This is Red. You've really set up quite the ruckus, you know? We're going to have to ask you to stop that before you hurt someone. Otherwise, we'll be forced to stop you. Oh, if you surrender, we'll let you pick the tea!"

Title: Re: Mecha RPG - Recollection of a Solar War (Story Thread)
Post by: Gappy on September 02, 2009, 09:56:25 PM

Former meeting room, now hostage-holding quarters, Borroughsbury palace East Wing, Avalon Colony, just a little while after the earlier explosion, just before the Noble White/Shirayuki crashed into the palace.

The dignitaries were all shrieking and crying in fear as the entire palace shook from the violent explosion. The Emperor of Avalon seemed to have peed himself. The fact that he wore a kilt made it even worse.

"Be quiet, you bloody sods!" The MFC marine corps commander barked at them, causing them all to flinch in fear. It didn't help the Avalon Emperor one bit. "What was that explosion?! Report, soldier!" Tenshi looked up from where she sat on the floor alongside her fellow dignitaries to see the MFC marine corps commander snapping at his subordinate who had just rushed in to report.

"The personal guards of one of the dignitary contingents are forcing their way in onboard unidentified frames." The soldier reported urgently. "Delta Squad is trying to hold them back but..."

"....personal guards...?" Tenshi murmured to herself, edging away from the Avalon Emperor. "Whose...?"

"No buts. You will repel them until we've set the charges." The commander barked.

"....they don't intend on using us as hostages..." Yukari thought to herself, a small smile playing on her lips....which was a dangerous place indeed for something as innocent as a smile. "...I didn't think they would. Now...if only I could send a message to..."

At that point, the entire room shook as a series of fierce kabooms sounded from above. The dignitaries all shrieked and squeaked in fear once more as the sky outside lit up with the fire of hundreds of projectiles.

"....the Noble White...?" Tenshi murmured, looking at the small blazing white speck as it spat out bluish white plasma trails as it spiralled up into the sky.

Dust and plaster rained down from the ceiling as more explosions rocked the palace before...

...it happened slowly...everything unfolded as if in slow motion before Tenshi's eyes....

First the ceiling's plaster folded around what looked like the outline of a gigantic face, making it look like the world's biggest facial ever...

....then the face smashed through the plaster as the ceiling gave away around it....

....then the rest of the body behind the face smashed in and crashed with a resounding kaboom atop the poor marine commander....

Smoke, dust, screams and shrieks filled the room. There was utter confusion as vision range was reduced to near zero.

Tenshi coughed as she looked up from under the table she had dived under. The room was a mess. People lie groaning and crying all over....though from the looks of things, nobody had died yet....unfortunately...

"N-Noble White?!" Tenshi gasped as the smoke cleared enough to reveal the now dusty white glint of the pure white Nachtmare now sitting in the middle of the room. "S-so it was you, Suwako?!"

The marine commander was, against all odds, still alive, gibbering, right underneath the Noble White's arse which hung only a meter above his head, propped up by an unexploded missile.

He was now perhaps the luckiest man in the universe and had earned himself every right to win the Darwin Award for survival.

"Oh, if it isn't Tenshi-chans..." Suwako smiled from the comfort of her seat as she noticed Tenshi stand up amidst the pandemonium and plop her trademark peaches hat atop her bright blue hair.

"Ouch...note to self...the ground is a hazard to flying...all those red elephants all over it were bad for us..." Trent said, picking himself up gingerly off the control array. "Also, seatbelts would be a good idea...I think the pink hippo's butt managed to crash into my face. Hey, kid, you ok?"

"The shockbreakers into Shirayuki-chan are built to resist pile driver recoils, so it's not bad, nopes." Suwako said, typing across a number of holographic panels to ascertain the Nachtmare's status. "....and I am 16 in human years, just so you knows..." Suwako pointed out as she grabbed hold of the spheres once more, causing the holographic panels to blink out.

"Eh? 16 Human years?" Trent blinked, considering this for a moment. "...yep, a kid..."

"Incoming Nachtmare on radars." Suwako looked up at the radar display, ignoring Trent's comment. "Oh, IFF signal confirmeds, yep. It's the Bucket-lolis~."

"Eh? Bucket-wut?" Trent blinked. "Yes, yes, I hear you, now shut up, you stupid perverted pink hippo. Go back to your sea cucumbers. Stop farting in my face."

"Incoming transmissions from Shizuha-chans. Putting it onscreens." Suwako announced. A smaller screen appeared on their HUD to one side showing a live feed of Shizuha's face. Tenshi, meanwhile, seemed to be shouting something at them, but her voice was rather muted.

"Hello there! This is Red. You've really set up quite the ruckus, you know? We're going to have to ask you to stop that before you hurt someone. Otherwise, we'll be forced to stop you. Oh, if you surrender, we'll let you pick the tea!" Shizuha trilled.

"That's no good, Shizuha-chan..." Suwako waggled a finger at her playfully. "You know we have to fight first, then tea after.". Tenshi was almost in hysterics at this point.

"I hear tea." Trent said, pulling Kero-chan out of the pink hippo's grasp. "Kero-chan likes tea. It makes her all blotchy with happiness."

"Tell you what, if we get to pick the sake, we'll let you win for now." Suwako offered. The marine commander tried to crawl out from underneath the Noble White, only to receive a knee to the chin and a heel drop from Tenshi, sending him down to the ground once more.

"Sorry, we've picked the sake. It's going to be Autumn Four Maples Cherry sake. Your favourite." Shizuha grinned, activating the Bucket Eel's combat systems. Tenshi picked up the fallen commander's rifle and started firing at the other, still recovering soldiers, causing them to hit the floor once more in fear. 

"Oh, but I was feeling like good olds Minoriko-brand Red Seasons Grape Wines..." Suwako said, considering this. "Well, thanks, but we'll pass. Prepare to be owneds."

"Oh dear..." Shizuha sighed. "Did you hear that, Rumia, Kisume?" She asked. Tenshi had leapt over a pile of wreckage to drive her heel into the head of one soldier before proceeding to kick another into a wall.

"Loud and clear." Kisume nodded. "I want some Minoriko-brand wine too."

"...were you listening...?" Shizuha sighed. "...more importantly, do you know where that wine comes from?"

"...Minoriko makes them, off course, duh." Kisume said, pointing out the blindingly obvious. "Why else would her name be on the brand?"

"....." Shizuha facepalmed. "Never mind...Rumia?"

"That thing looks tasty..." She said, pointing at Trent on the live video feed. Tenshi, meanwhile, was still ignored as she continued her lone battle against the MFC soldiers.

"...you can have him for lunch later." Shizuha said, grasping the two mana core orbs on either side of her seat.

"Wait, did that thing covered in leaves just tell us to surrender?" Trent asked. Tenshi was surrounded by soldiers.

"Does information travel through your brain at different speeds?" Kisume asked, raising her eyebrow. "Surrender now or prepare to fight!" She declared. Tenshi had grabbed Yukari by the ankles and had started swinging her around in a wide circle, scything the soldiers into the ground.

"Akh! It's the green ninja kittens! They're in your cockpit! They're evil I tell yous, evil!" Trent shouted, pointing at a space behind Kisume. "I gotta destroy them before they turn the universe into a giant drive-in movie lot showing repeats of Battlefield Earth!"

"....eh?" Kisume and Shizuha blinked. Tenshi threw Yukari out at an incoming wave of soldiers, bowling them all over.

"Sou nano-ka?" Rumia asked, happily. "They sound delicious."

"I think he means he's going to takes you all ons, yep." Suwako smiled cheerfully. "It's Minoriko Wine, so tell her to prepare some."

"My towel smells with an awesome power! It's froggies are telling me to defeat you! Now take this!" Trent pushed the controls all the way forwards. "....SHINING BLUE RHINOS!"

"Oy! You people!" Tenshi shouted, exasperated at being ignored, as the Noble White rammed into Bucket Force, throwing them outside the palace and into the palace grounds where they proceeded to duke it out.

"Mwahahahaha! You might as well surrender! We have you outnumbered!" Trent cackled as he rammed a pile driver at the Eel Force.

"Hah! Can't you count! There are only 2 of you!" Kisume pointed out as she raised the eel's tail to catch the Noble White's pile driver arm.

"Can't you count?!" Trent countered, ducking under the focused laser fire from the eel's mouth and cross-countering with the other arm's pile driver while pulling in the other arm to pull the eel closer. "There are five of us!"

"...five?" Kisume and Shizuha blinked. Rumia merely laughed happily.

"The kid, me..." Trent began, as the eel wrapped itself around his other arm before slithering all over the Noble White and pinning it in place. "...Shirayuki, Kero-chan, and the pink hippooooooooooo!" He roared as he leapt up and smashed the Eel Force against the ground before firing up his thrusters and scraping the eel against the stonework of the palace grounds.

"Pink hippo...?" Kisume and Shizuha were a little too shocked to react.

"Sounds delicious!" Rumia giggled, drooling a little at the thought.

Title: Re: Mecha RPG - Recollection of a Solar War (Story Thread)
Post by: ES-Anthy on September 02, 2009, 11:42:10 PM

(OOC: all narration based on the style from Shin Mazinger will be in bold)
Neo Flying Iron Fortress MazinGetter! Episode 1 [The Great Prototype!]


Around all the time all the fighting inside the Avalon happens

Aboard the MFC battlecruiser Spirit of Motherwill, much was happening, mecha were being launched from the magnetic catapults into battle against the Terran forces, which both were fighting outside the Avalon, which what was happening inside, was unknown to our protagonist, who was running across the hanger to his mecha, and entering it, this mecha is a Prototype mecha, recently made, one that could lead to a mecha, that could make it's pilot, a god, or a devil, the great prototype!

"Go! Proto-Mazin-Getta-Zeto!!!" yelled Anthony, who had just activated it, which then the face of a scientist's apeared on one of the monitors

"Why do you always call it that? We've told you time and time again that this is the 'Prototype Dragon MK-1' the newest mecha created by us" grunted Scientist #1

"Whatever, I'm going to go out there and defeat the injustice that is those terrorists!!!" yelled Anthony once again as he started to flip some of the switches in the mecha, preping it for it's launch out of the ship,

Scientist #1 was obviously annoied with Anthony's somewhat childish behavior and gave Anthony one last bit of advice "Now remember, this is a prototype, it isn't fully prepared for full combat, so don't over do it"

"Don't worry Doc, I'll be sure to bring back the Proto-mazingetter in once piece!" spoke Anthony, who then was preping a small old TV in a corner of the mecha, which was hooked up to an ancient device called a VCR, and pulling out a tape labeled 'Mazinger-Z' and put it into the VCR, setting it to play, Scientist #1 facepalmed at Anthony's reaction and disconnected

"I still wonder how the hell we let that kid in the prototype dragon..." sighed Scientist #1 walking over to a table, returning to drinking his coffee

'It's because it's based on a system we found wrecked on mars remember?" questioned Scientist #2 "We were able to make something based on it, with much more power than any normal mecha we produced before, but for some reason, it just doesn't work with anyone else, it's like that punk has something mostly everyone else doesn't"

"well, at least we know that it was cheap to make the prototype, so if he wrecks it, it won't be a huge cost, it'll just take a while to replicate the original" sighed Scientist #1 again, relieved.

"Now that that's all set up, time to take out some terrorists!!!" Yelled Anthony who then got on the magnetic catapult, locking the mecha's feet in place, the crackle of electricity filled the air as the magnetic catapult charged to launch MazinGetter, and after a moment passing, the mecha was launched straight out of the ship at high speeds, the G-forces caused Anthony's head to whip back into his seat, but the quickly adjusted as he was now in space, floating like a duck

"Ok now Ok now, I know what to do," muttered Anthony, and with a slight pause, he figured out what he needed to do,

"GETTA WING" yelled Anthony, as he pressed a button on the main console which actived the RAW boosters on his back, giving the MazinGetter flight

"Good then, Now to fight Evil!" exclaimed Anthony, raring to fight, which then he flew off into the main battle outside the Avalon, unknowing the true purpose of this fight, he saw blaser fire left and right, the sound of clashing metal and mechas being wrecked, but none of this even caught Anthony's view, for he was watching Mazinger-Z on the TV, until an enemy mecha appeared infront of him with a beam saber, raring to attack

"Time for you to taste Justice!" Yelled Anthony as he reached for a level to his right, and pulling it, being unknowing of what it did, soon Anthony felt the rumbling of a different rocket starting up, and the shaking of the mecha, he looked to the right hand of the mecha, pointed at the enemy in a fist, soon Anthony could see flames shooing from the elbow area, and the arm from the elbow to the hand disconnecting, and flying towards the enemy, and hitting them dead on, grinding into the enemy's cockpit, flying straight through it, and coming back to it's origin of MazinGetter's arm. What is this attack that Anthony just used? Showing the power of justice, and destroying anything in it's path, it's name is....It's Name Is?

"ROCKET PUNCH!!!" Screamed Anthony at the top of his lungs. The name of the almighty attack, The Rocket Punch! This surely proves the great and all mightly power of the MazinGetter! Then Anthony flew off and fought more of the enemies, learning his attacks, and mastering the MazinGetter, soon he noticed that he was far into the enemy forces due to boosting too fast

"I shall Defeat you all!" Screamed Anthony, who turned around, facing the avalon, pulling out his Tomahawk and revving his boosters, readying himself to cleave a swath through the enemies

"Take This! GETTA TOMAHAWK!!!" Yelled Anthony as he maxed out the boosters, causing him to go slicing through several enemy units, and heading at the Avalon at a high speed, then Anthony tried to pull away out of his dash, his face became one of suprise and shock as he found out he was stuck on his collision path with the avalon, so he did the one thing he could, speed up.

"If I can't slow down and get out of the way, I'll just go faster and smash through!!!" boasted Anthony, as he brought the boosters back to max, and he braced himself, as he was about to make contact, ramming into the avalon, the screeching and loud roar of the metal ripping and scraping on the Mazingetter sounded out everywhere and eventually Anthony hit an open spot within the Avalon, just outside the Borroughsbury palace, where Anthony slowed down to just a hover, which then he looked around, and saw all the innocents inside and the two other mecha fighting,

"W-what's happening?!" gasped Anthony, shocked at what he found, a feeling of regret came over him, and started to question what he was doing.

"are these actually terrorists?"

"was I actually holding up justice?"

"was I...killing innocents?"

these ideas rang out inside Anthony's mind, they continued on, tormenting him, until he saw what he needed to do, which then Anthony raised his head, and smashed his fist to one of hte sides of the cockpit

"I have done wrong, I have caused Injustice, I can't undo this, SO I SHALL MAKE IT RIGHT!" Yelled out Anthony, spirit recharged with his new belief, and dashed to the fight.

Title: Re: Mecha RPG - Recollection of a Solar War (Story Thread)
Post by: Hello Purvis on September 03, 2009, 05:38:55 AM

"How's the armor holding up, Red?" Asks Kisume, as she jerks the control yoke to minimize the turbulence from being driven into the ground.

"Well, it could be a little bit better," says Shizuha, "Perhaps time to take a more robust form?"

"Naw, we got this," says Kisume. "Golden Silver, giving you an opening!"

"Okie dokey," says Rumia, "Hip~pos, Hip~pos, rolly-pinky-hip~pos"

Eel Force, already entwined around Noble White, shifts so that its head behind Noble White's head region, then angles downward at its neck.

"Hip~pos, Hip~pos," continues Rumia, as she targets Noble White's neck, "They scatter a lotta poo~"

Eel Force's lower jaw, suspiciously resembling the bottom of a bucket, opens slightly as a thin colorful laser fires out to start cutting into the armor, before shifting over to aim for the servos and other such sensitive bits.

"Lessee how many ostriches you see when your sensors aren't working," Kisume mutters as she works to keep Eel Force's aim steady despite jerking and motions from Noble White.

Meanwhile, Shizuha returns to the comms. "Suwako, dear? If it's alright, I would like to ask just a little question. Why are you tearing up the Avalon? I do try not to pass judgment, but you really are making things inconvenient and probably getting a lot of people hurt."

Title: Re: Mecha RPG - Recollection of a Solar War (Story Thread)
Post by: mad on September 03, 2009, 05:47:08 AM

Time: When the Gensokyo has been notified that an attack is in progress Location: Hanger Day 1

Commander was reviewing his contracts when an messenger came from mission control.

"The Avalon is under attack. Rescue the dignitaries."

"Yes, ma'am"

"And try not to get too high. We don't need you to waste our nightmare."

"He who was born to be hanged shall never be drowned," Commander said. Now while he was speaking to the messenger, he was thinking 'It's mine you bitch. I'll let Medi-chan relax unlike you.'

"Hey Medi-chan! We got a mission from the higher-ups!"

"What is it?" Medicine called from the co-pilot seat of the Incubus.

"The Avalon is under attack and we have to do a rescue. Is the tuning done?"

"Already done," Nitori cut in.

"Thanks Nitori. Are we ready to go?"

"You'll have to wait while Bucket Force clears that launch bay. Oh...appears they damaged a pylon. It'll be fine," Rinnosuke responded.

"Maybe we could get a contract to construct additional pylons."

"I still don't get how you managed to get the corporations to pay you for destroying their stuff. It just doesn't make sense."

"The contracts never said I had to destroy specific mechas."

"Looks they're clear let's get going already," Medicine cut in.

"Yes.  Let's," Commander replied.

A bit before the end of MTG's post

"A large fleet of MFC has been detected in the area in the area and several other fleets are approaching." Rinnosuke reported.

"How is the Avalon?" Commander asked.

"Not good Friendly. There's a hull breach and nightmares duking it out inside. Bucket Force is engaging an unknown nightmare inside."

"*sigh. better save the bacon first."

"Better hurry, a Martian Solar Frame just bust in. They seem to be concentraing on the Avalon. Our cloaked salvage ship should be fine."

"I'm going and please find the commander and any other goodies. Medi-chan, the cloaking, please."

"Active! Let's do this!"

Following the Martian solar frame seemed tempting, but saving the mission targets came first.

The incubus entered the Avalon searching for the dignitaries he needed to save. That solar frame seemed like a good target, but it wasn't immediately firing after entry. Better see what's up with it. It might be preparing a weapon to destroy the Avalon.

Title: Re: Mecha RPG - Recollection of a Solar War (Story Thread)
Post by: Gappy on September 03, 2009, 07:13:45 AM

Just a bit after Purvis' post.

"Ooh, shiny red lights~" Trent said excitedly as red indicator lamps lit up all across the status display. "....what's...a chief shin-sore...arse-ray...?" Trent asked "...And Raid-air?" He mused. "....are these things edible? The pink hippo wants to know."

"Oh, some of these thingies have been losts, yep..." Suwako noted, shrugging. "...I wonder what they were fors....?"

"Oh, if it's lost then no point in bothering about them." Trent said, as the Noble White's bumped off a particularly huge rock on its sliding voyage across the palace grounds. It flew up high into a sommersault, its thrusters flaring. "I think we lost a lot of them red buffalo too. Their lambada was giving me a headache. Though...Kero-chan thinks those were warning signs..."

"Maybe...." Suwako nodded as more and more red indicator lamps lit up. "...I've never seen these lights light up befores. It's nice to see they works, yep. Kinda pretty~"

"Kero-chan says that, when in doubt, use the manual to solve the problem." Trent said.

"Here." Suwako passed him a heavy ring binder.

"Thank you." Trent took the ring binder and banged the console with it, smashing something, causing the red warning lights to die out. "....problem solved." He shrugged, tossing the manual over his shoulder. "Don't eat that, hippo. It'll give you gas."

"Kero-chan says, 'the lights are dead, problem solved.'" Trent said as they sommersaulted in midair before beginning their decent towards the meeting room once more. "The soddin' pessimist, our pink hippo, thinks it's because we lost more stuff. I told him to sod off. We have no need for shin-sore arse-rays or raid-airs. Probably a waste of space to begin with."

The Noble White crashed through the meeting room once more. As they rolled through, Trent pushed a random button on his control stick, causing a pile driver to blast aside some coils around one hand. Having freed it, he grasped the dud missile lying on the floor by the now unconscious marine commander as they rolled past.

Tenshi shouted something as she saw them roll past, something about them being utter morons, but nobody heard her, so no harm done.

"They seem to like burning through stuffs, yep." Suwako said, nodding at their assailant eel.

"Oh, let me oblige them." Trent shoved the missile's warhead in the path of Eel Force's jaw laser just as they entered the other side of the palace grounds. "Eat some of this~"

"THAT INSA-...." Shizuha never got to finish whatever she was trying to call Trent, as at that moment a Martian Foundaries Corporation Mk-II Stalwart Missile warhead exploded in their faces.

"Whoops, you just swallowed your lazah..." Trent observed as the Noble White was spared most of the explosive force, shrapnel and debris by virtue of the Eel Force coiled protectively around it.

"You! In the unidentified Frames! Disengage your Frames and step out quietly or we WILL open fire!" A voice barked over the intercom. "We repeat..."

"I heard you the first time." Trent said, noticing a large group of MFC marine solar-frames land all around them, assault rifles trained on their heads. "You're telling me to get out there? The outside is swarming with those yellow pirate rats trying to steal my broccoli!" He took the nearest one, the one behind him, by surprise by shoving the pile bunker in its privates. "Whoo~! Talk about nutcrackers!" Trent hooted, to Suwako's cheers. With a squeeze of the trigger, he blew the lower limb stabilizers out of the frame, causing it to fall with a thundering thud onto the ground. With a quick, deft spin, he rammed the other arm's pile driver into its head, blasting it clean off.

"Yays! How did you knows he was theres?"  Suwako asked, cheering as she looked around and watched the beheaded frame fall as the ejection pod blasted high up into the sky.

"The yellow pirate rats outside were moving funny." Trent said. "And those green ninja kittens came back and started fighting over the bananas."

"I see." Suwako nodded, sagely. "Hmmm, I wish I could see them...are they shy too?"

"Probably. They've never asked me if they could take my broccoli. I would share if they asked nicely, you know." Trent shrugged.

"How rude, interrupting like this..." Shizuha muttered, irritated at the interruption. "...Suwako, looks like we'll have to play another time." She gave her a triumphant smirk. "Let's leave this as a tie for today. The sake'll be on me."

"I'll bring the snacks and tea then." Suwako nodded with a bright grin.

"H-how dare you?!" The other frames leveled their assault rifles on them. "O-open Fi-..."

"Shizuha! Blade fins!" Suwako shouted, taking hold of her mana-core control orbs.

"Gotcha! Kisume! Rumia!" Shizuha took hold of her own mana-core control orbs as both Nachtmares roared to life.

Plasma beams erupted from the Eel Force's fins as the Noble White took hold of its tail and swung it around in a wide arc, their blade fins leaving a trail of plasma in the air, slashing the MFC frames right above the cockpit pods, slicing their roofs clean off.

"N-no way!" A surviving solar frame took a step back as it raised its rifle at the Eel...only to stare into the Eel's jaws before it clamped over its torso with all the force of an industrial steel vice. "A-agh!" He tried to fire at the Eel Force but its solid rounds simply bounced harmlessly off its superior armour. "Wh-what?!" The pilot gasped in disbelief.

"What time is it?!" Kisume asked her crew.

"HAMMER TIME!" Rumia and Shizuha chorused.

"I like hammer time!" Trent nodded, as he raised the Eel force with its captured prey like a lasso and threw the solar frame at its two remaining comrades.

"Dessert!" Rumia fired off her Fweem Beam at the solar frames while they were still in mid-collision, blowing off the flying frame's thruster unit....

...sending all three flying off into a nearby storage warehouse filled with fireworks...

WHOOOMPH~

"Oooh, danmaku!" Rumia and Suwako cried excitedly, flapping their arms cheering as the sky was lit up with a violent display of dancing colourful lights.

"It's not over yet! There are more red elephants approaching, and they're after our cheese!" Trent shouted, nodding over at the approaching MFC solar frame squadrons coming down from the GranShario above.

"Did the yellow rats tell you they were coming?" Suwako asked.

"No...." Trent smirked. "My cheese was tingling..."

Title: Re: Mecha RPG - Recollection of a Solar War (Story Thread)
Post by: Hello Purvis on September 03, 2009, 08:03:08 AM

During and just after MTG's prior post

"So how're we doing, Red?" says Kisume, as she directs Eel Force to change.

Numerous hydraulics sound as the mecha shifts and expands, as though hatching from a cocoon. Eel Force's exterior spreads into wings designed for tighter atmospheric control, while the interior takes the form of a somewhat smaller than average frame. "Faerie Force~" says Rumia.

"Well," says Shizuha, "The laser is mostly trashed. I might be able to work it to get something out of it, but I wouldn't recommend depending on it at all. Short of the Fweem Beem, I expect we'll be keeping close range for now."

"What about all of those outsider frames?" asks Kisume.

"It's an invasion~" sings Rumia, "Bet there was a set-up~"

Kisume nods. "Yeah, I can't image how they found us. Ugh, what a pain."

"I think I've got readings on where the bulk of them are," says Shizuha. "I'm not certain we we can really do a lot about them as we are. And if Suwako's unit is blind now..."

"We're not the only ones here, are we?" says Kisume, as she guides Faerie force outside. "We'll just have to hold them off til everybody else is ready. And if Suwako wants to charge in, I expect we better back her up. For now, though, let's pick off a couple. You ready, Golden Silver?"

"Sure okay," says Rumia, as Faerie Force begins to shift again, the prior wings fanning out to become more like the points of a leaf, fusing with the main body as the latter becomes less humanoid and distinct. "It's Maple Force~"

Kisume guides the slower, bulkier Maple Force toward the best cover that she can find, while Rumia turns the her attention toward picking off Solar Frames with the Fweem Beem. In the meantime, Shizuha takes another stab at contacting Noble White, "Suwako dear? What are you up to now? It's really rather important that we know so we don't get in each other's way. And here, let me patch you through some of our scans, since you're a little blind now."

Title: Re: Mecha RPG - Recollection of a Solar War (Story Thread)
Post by: ES-Anthy on September 03, 2009, 08:59:58 AM

Neo Flying Iron Fortress MazinGetter! Episode 2 [Anthony's Great Resolve!]

Just after MTG's and Purvis's prior posts

"You Bastards! You shall feel the wrath of Justice!!!" Yelled Anthony, enraged from the truth he found out, flew out in front of the remains of the MFC Marine frames and faced them "All of you, Send a message to your commander! Tell him that I'm through with his lies, the evil he has created shall be defeated by the all mightly power of Justice!" bellowed out Anthony as he raised both arms of the Proto-MazinGetter-Z, and struck an all to familiar pose of the original Mazinger Z, the plates on the chest of the mecha started to glow, and emanate heat, the console started to flash and alarms started going off, the temperature of the chest plates were going much farther than expected, the temperature wasn't even recordable due to melting the sensor, then a seperate monitor started to flash with a message scrolling past it

Quote

!WARNING! BR-Z THERMAL CHEST LASER 100% CHARGED. LIMITERS HAVE BEEN RELEASED !WARNING!

"Now! BREASTO FIRE!!!" Cried out Anthony as he hit the fire switch, launching a mecha sized laser, and started to turn, causing the laser to hit several of the enemy mecha, melting them within a few seconds of contact, causing at least 6 of the MFC mecha to be melted into a small puddle, after a good 50 seconds, the laser cut out, and the plates of the laser on Proto-mazingetter's chest fell of, reveling parts of the chest to be melted as well, a new message appeared

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DAMAGE TO CHEST AREA-OVERHEATING
BR-Z THERMAL LASER DESTROYED-OVERCLOCKING
COOLANT SYSTEM SHUT DOWN-OVERCLOCKING
SENSOR SYSTEM 68% OPERATIONAL-OVERHEATING
LIMB MOVEMENT 82% OPERATIONAL-OVERHEATING
EVERYTHING ELSE 100% OPERATIONAL

"Good work Proto-MazinGetter, but it isn't time to give up yet!" Boasted Anthony as he took the controls and pulled out the Tomahawk again "Since we still need to defeat this evil!"

With those words, the Proto-MazinGetter flew upclose to the MFC Mecha, tomahawk in hand, going back and forth, slashing at the Martian Mecha, cleaving off mechanical limbs and causing the pilots to eject, but the Proto-MazinGetter wasn't without taking damage, getting shot by multiple assault rifles, and over clocking the system's equipment "computer Status report!" grunted Anthony as he was hit again by assault rifle fire

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COOLANT SYSTEM DEACTIVATED-OVERHEATING
BR-Z THERMAL CHEST LASER DESTROYED-OVERHEATING & OVERCLOCKING
COMMUNICATIONS SYSTEM-PA SYSTEM 82%-ALL OTHER COMMUNICATIONS SYSTEM DESTROIED
RAW TYPE-1 BOOSTER UNIT 42% OPERATIONAL-ENEMY FIRE & OVERCLOCKING
Z-001 TACTICAL FIST MISSLE 67% OPERATONAL-OVERCLOCKING
LEFT ARM 32% OPERATIONAL-ENEMY FIRE
LEFT LEG & RIGHT LEG 52% & 54% OPERATIONAL-ENEMY FIRE
SENSOR SYSTEM 53% OPERATIONAL-OVERHEATING & ENEMY FIRE
POWER LEVEL-24% REMAINING
OVERALL LIMB CONDITION AND MOVEMENT 51% OPERATIONAL-ENEMY FIRE & OVERCLOCKING
OVERALL CONDITION OF PROTOTYPE DRAGON MK-1 32%-OVERCLOCKING, OVERHEATING, ENEMY FIRE

!WARNING! !EJECT NOW! !WARNING! ESTIMATION OF SURVIVAL-LESS THAN 5% !WARNING! !EJECT NOW! !WARNING!

Then a smash of glass sounded out, it was Anthony's fist through the monitor showing the percents "Never tell me to back down! I shall go on even if it kills me! I shall defeat all of the injustice that was once my comrades!" yelled out Anthony, as he gripped the controls of the Proto-MazinGetter tighter, and moved it again, continuing to fight aginst the remaining MFC Mecha

Title: Re: Mecha RPG - Recollection of a Solar War (Story Thread)
Post by: Hello Purvis on September 03, 2009, 09:09:46 AM

Just after Anthony Times Up there.

"Oh my," says Shizuha, while waiting for Suwako to reply, "By the size of those explosions near the
back, someone just brought the ruckus. It would be nice if they actually tried to work with everyone."

With that, Shizuha hails Proto-Mazingetter-Z, "Hello there! This is Red, with Bucket Force. If it isn't too much of a problem, would you mind coordinating with us if you want to fight those Solar Frames? We'd be happy to offer some cover. It would be a shame if it got blown up, don't you think? Over~"

Title: Re: Mecha RPG - Recollection of a Solar War (Story Thread)
Post by: trancehime on September 03, 2009, 09:12:55 AM

DATA RECOLLECT
Locale Target: Within Avalon Colony
Time Scale: Undetermined

"Do you remember?" spoke a soft, wistful voice. One could note that it came from a woman with three pairs of wings, and she seemed... positively angelic, though she exuded an aura of ephemerality, it was ignored within this motley crew.

"Remember what?" Rem asked curiously as he and his three "buddies," so to speak, where on a quick jaunt along the corridor.

"Our purpose for being here," vibrated a strange, glowing, clay disk or... something. "We're here to collect... information, weren't we?"

"Yeah, that's right, Kikuri," Rem mentioned idly as he yawned. "I don't like the idea of co-operating with any of these guys, but we have no choice if we are to go ahead with TITANIA."

"I suppose you're right, but... Sariel..." Kikuri sounded softly as she shook in place. "I worry about her sometimes... And Little Miss... Mister... I don't know, that Shingyoku! Even for something like me, I get confused with Shingyoku's antics!"

"Well, you know what they say," Rem interjected. "We need a little bit of chaos in our orderly 'society,' right?"

Shingyoku, masquerading as a priest in blue and white, merely nodded. He reminded everyone of the current situation as they made on their way forward. "We were promised a hefty amount of information that would allow us to continue our TITANIA project," he stated. "With the attack on the Avalon Colony imminent, perhaps even taking place now, our status in this regard is in great jeopardy." Shingyoku adjusted his hat a little. "We must quickly take action and inject ourselves in the thrust of battle in order to take the lion's share of things. If we receive outside assistance, so be it. I understand how much you distrust other people, but please... Don't toss aside free help. Other contingents are here on business as far as I know, and there are other Knights present."

Sariel sighed. "What are your interests in the TITANIA project, anyway? This was originally between Rem and myself only?" she inquired. Shingyoku sighed wistfully.

"We can talk about THAT later. We have a crisis to avert, first!"

Suddenly, Rem and the others quickened their pace and rushed off.

DATA RECOLLECT
Locale Target: ???
Time Scale: Undetermined

"..." Rem was silent as he stared at the mech in front of him.

"Well?" Kikuri said. "I kinda... fiddled with your original mech while you were asleep."

"How the hell did you make something like this so... fast?" Rem sighed in amazement.

"I got skillz," Kikuri said. Rem swore he saw the inscription of an eye on Kikuri's face shift in a winking motion, but he was probably too aghast to make sense of anything right now. "This is yours! Well, ours. Sariel reluctantly told me the specifics and I set off to do it."

"You don't have any...?"

"That's for story-time, my friend."

"Yeah, anyway," Shingyoku interrupted, once again propping his tall hat. "This is the EFX-F Ophelia. I believe you will find it superior to your old NTR Pixie. Kikuri was responsible for the modifications of the Pixie's frame, and I was the one who provided the blueprints and tools. I also taught Kikuri to use her psychic abilities for maintenance. No, don't look at me like that! Of course it wasn't overnight! Why else did you think we looked so tired all those weeks ago!" By this time, Shingyoku had shifted into his priestess persona, a girl in red and white raiments.

Shingyoku continued on, clearly sounding more chirpy and less serious. "So, let's go get in already! Show 'em what you got! You too, Sariel."

Rem smiled for the first time in years.

DATA RECOLLECT
Locale Target: Avalon Colony Airspace
Time: Undetermined (Sometime during MtG's posts, after the Eel Force and the Noble White have engaged)

Rem sighed as he surveyed the situation. The cockpit seemed small, but was actually big enough to fit Sariel and Shingyoku above Rem's seat, to his upper left and right, respectively. "Those are strange," Rem noticed as it seemed that there was a small fight between two "unidentified" mechs that had resolved, it appeared to be a misunderstanding between the two. "Mmm, Shingyoku," Rem mentioned idly. "Y'think you could relay to me an identification on those mechs?" Shingyoku squealed in affirmative and after a quick button press, smiled.

"One of them is the Noble White!"

"...Are you fucking kidding me?"

"I'm not trying to joke! It is that Noble White, the Construction Nachtmare I've been hearing from some of my friends!"

"Well, let's do our best not to harry their attention... What about the bucket thing?"

"No time for that, we're under fire from Solar Frames!" Sariel mentioned with a sense of urgency as Rem quickly maneuvered the Ophelia to evade the incoming fire.

"Bastards. They must have thought we were enemies because the Ophelia looks nothing like the NTR Pixie they thought was harmless," Rem snarled. "We shall engage them, then. Give it to them. I may not have my wingmen anymore, but I have you guys, right?"

Sariel and Shingyoku replied affirmatively and the Ophelia readied itself for combat. The Ophelia here was in its initial vanilla stages, so it was unknown to Rem that Shingyoku and Kikuri had already installed the Stealth Ravager, but it became clear once Shingyoku adjusted some levers and flipped some switches. The Ophelia was definitely outnumbered, with its single frame against some four Solar Frames trying to gun it down. Quickly, the Ophelia shifted into invisibility, turning Rem's cockpit view into something like a virtual green and black gridwire frame.

"Hmm? What happened?" Rem asked.

"Phase Shifting Invisibility System!" Shingyoku said. "The Stealth Ravager!"

"...Are you saying we're invisible? And have phase shifting armor?"

"...Pretty much!"

"That's amazing. I never knew you had it in ye."

"Don't underestimate us like you would a normal person, ya snitch!" Shingyoku accused playfully. Rem smirked.

"Then, let's play! Roll out the Sturmfraulein!"

The Ophelia released two laser-vulcans from its arms, still invisible, and started to shift in and out of the normal plane, barraging potential enemy Solar Frames with fire. However, none of them were actually destroyed - they just became inoperable beyond all belief.

"I'm positively amazed..." Rem mentioned amidst all this. "And it's very hard to please me, you know that. I'm veritably surprised."

"...Who knows," Sariel whispered to herself. "Maybe we'll help to break that impregnable fortress around your heart..."

"Hmm, Sariel?"

"...It's nothing."

Title: Re: Mecha RPG - Recollection of a Solar War (Story Thread)
Post by: Moerin on September 03, 2009, 04:56:17 PM

Time: Um... Sometime during the attack on Avalon.  Possibly around the same time as everything else is going on, I suppose.

Muteki Senshi Lunablade - Episode 1: Birth of the Invincible Soldier!!  Lunablade Takes To The Sky

Nate had no idea how he'd gotten into this mess.

This was supposed to be a normal day, just like any other.  He never expected to find himself behind the controls of a Nightmare, let alone one co-piloted by the Lunarian ambassador.

But here he was, doing just that.  By virtue of being the nearest person she could find who knew how to operate a Frame, Watatsuki no Yorihime had forced him into the cockpit of Lunablade, a half-finished experimental prototype granted to her by the Gensokyo Coalition as a goodwill gift to help foster an alliance with the Lunarians.

"I knew Yukari was up to something, but this is low even for her!"

...Which seemed to be failing miserably.  For whatever reason, the co-pilot seemed to be currently blaming all the system's ills on Yukari Yakumo.

Nate sighed loudly as he surveyed the situation on the monitor.  By the looks of it, the MFC was currently attempting an invasion of Avalon.  Why?  Nate couldn't think of any way they could really profit from this.  If anything, this was likely to lead to all out war if it wasn't stopped soon.  As much as he hated the thought, he would have to use the giant ivory knight that he'd been pressganged into piloting to help quell the attack.  Sighing again, he placed his hands on the controls and...

"What are you stalling for!?"  yelled Yorihime, her lavender hair swishing elegantly as she turned around to look up at Nate.  "Hurry up and move us out!  We have to stop Yuk-"

"Actually, those look like MFC mechs.  Unless Gensokyo have forged an alliance with them in secret, I doubt she has anything to do with this."  His companion was about to respond with another wild accusation, but Nate cut her off.  "But it doesn't matter who's attacking right now, only that someone is attacking.  Now, I've run a diagnostic check, and it seems we're missing half our armaments.  Not only that, but we're heavily outnumbered... We can't just rush in recklessly."

"That is true... Nathanial, was it?  But we still have to do something."  The Lunarian slammed a fist against on her armrest.  "We can't let this injustice take place!  We have to fight back!"

Nate tapped out something on the console.  "I know, I know... Well, I can't see any other options right now, so..." The cockpit shook slightly as Lunablade took to the skies.  "Let's just get in there and show 'em hell!"

The flight pack of Lunablade spread out, making it look somewhat like an avenging warrior angel ready to bring down some holy wrath upon the enemies of all that is just.  It charged forth towards a group of MFC mechs, laser fire blasting from it's eyes.

"Um... We're not doing much damage... Are you sure this is a super prototype?"

"Of course it is!" Ambassador Watatsuki yelled in annoyance.  "You're just not fighting properly!  Use something other than the weakest weapon we have!"

Nate checked the list of armaments.  As he had noticed earlier, roughly half of the arsenal currently had a flashing [WEAPON MISSING] indicator beside it.  "Um... So what should I use?  Uh... What's this "Sword of Lunaria" thing?  We'll go with that..."

Lunablade reached for a holster on it's back and withdrew... A large handle, and nothing more.

"...The hell!?  How're we supposed to fight with th-" Nate's exclamation was stopped short as a massive  blade of light red (pink, really, but Nate kept denying that to himself in his head) energy erupted from one side of the handle.  "...Okay, that's better."

Lunablade held the massive laser blade in both hands, and was about to swing it at it's foes...

"...Why are you hesitating, Nathanial!?"

"I... I don't know... It just doesn't seem right to do this without shouting something cool..."

Yorihime's hand met her face.  "Do you really have to?  Very well, just... Make it quick..."

A faint smirk crossed Nate's face, and he activated an open channel to all mechs in the area.

"Ahem... Is this on?  Ah, here we go..." He cleared his throat, and then... "Attention all MFD troops!  What you are currently commiting is an act of unprovoked aggression towards Avalon, and it shall not go unpunished!  The Invincible Soldier Lunablade shall cut you all down with this, THE SWORD OF LUNARIA!"

Yorihime buried her face in both her hands, as Lunablade struck out against the nearest MFD trooper, cleaving the mecha neatly in two.  Somehow, possibly thanks to Nate's proclamation, the pilot was able to activate his escape mechanism in time.

"Ah... Was that a bit over the top?"

"Y-yes... Yes it was, Nathanial... Please never do that again..."

"...Yeah, that sounded pretty stupid."

Title: Re: Mecha RPG - Recollection of a Solar War (Story Thread)
Post by: Jana on September 03, 2009, 07:37:20 PM

MFC All-Terrain Boarding Frigate, GranShario, High Mars Orbit, behind the moon Deimos, 6:00 PM, Day 1

[Ready for launch, Lieutenant Monteiro.]

As Jan Monteiro, leader of the Martian Foundry Corporation's Dakka Brigade, checked his comm screens, he responded to the voice from the radio. "Well then, let 'er rip!"

His machine, a standard heavy Martian mech frame, seemed unimpressive from far away with it's standard red paint job, but as one got closer, the heavily modified chain guns on each arm suddenly stood out. As the leader of the military's heavy long-range combat group, it only made sense that Jan's mech would have even more firepower than those of his unit. While the mech of the other members of the Dakka Brigade could boast about some very special weapons and equipment, Jan's was the only one to carry a total of 4 armaments, counting the small plasma blaster and beam rifle modified to be mounted on each of the machine's shoulders.

As his machine was sent into space by a Martian craft's catapult launcher, Jan flipped a switch on his communications array. "This is Dakka Brigade leader. All units, check in."

[Dakka Leader, this is Dakka 2, standing by.]

[Dakka 3, standing by.]

[Dakka 4, standing by.]

[Dakka 5, launching from base.]

Sighing at the lateness of his newest member, Jan thought he heard a chuckle from one of the other members over his intercom. "Repeat status, Dakka 5?"

[...Dakka 5, standing by.]

Rolling his head to crack his neck, Jan began the process of maneuvering his mech to the front of his formation. "Fall in, team. We've had reports of combat aboard the colony ship orbiting the home planet, and our job is to move in and await further orders."

[Easy enough, Leader.]

[Oughta be a quick job, right guys?]

[Hey, my pilot lights are acting funny... Should I get them fixed, Dakka Leader?]

"Oy, Dakka 5. I said it'll be a quick job. Let's move out!"

---

Some time later, Jan and his unit were approaching the colony ship Avalon. It appeared to be still, an the combat seemed to have ended... Until a voice on the radio told him otherwise.

[Dakka Brigade Leader, this is GranShario Bridge. Do you copy?]

"Yeah, you're coming in loud and clear, base. What can I do for ya?" Already dreading the concept of leading his small group into combat, Jan waited for the inevitable command.

[We have reports coming in that a Martian pilot has gone rouge and is attacking other Martian mechs. Your new orders are to move in and secure this rouge mech for judgment at the council. There are currently other machines in combat right now; only protect Martian interests and stay out of combat for as long as possible.]

Hanging his head back, Jan replied, "Ah, okay then. Over. Dakka Brigade, you get all that?"

Amidst the confirmations over the radio from his unit, Jan thought to himself. I think Anthony's unit already went ahead to that colony ship. I hope that traitor didn't already get at him... Eh, he's an excellent pilot. I'm sure he's fine. "Dakka Brigade, move out!"

---

As his unit approached the base, Jan was caught up in small-talk with the other pilots. "So you think it's odd that we've been held outside of the operational zone for so long, Dakka 3?"

Dakka 3 was the unit's explosives-expert, with a mech utilizing a variety of seeker missiles, rockets, and a heavy bazooka mounted on its right shoulder. She had a record of being a bit of a pyromaniac, but when in combat, she remained as professional as anyone else. [Yeah, that's what I'm saying, Leader. We've gotten next to no news on this "operation," even though we've had guys leaving base for two hours.]

[You're over-analyzing things, and I'm not one to talk.] This came from Dakka 2, the brigade's veteran sniper. While his machine's only armaments were a heavy sniper rifle and a pistol for close-range combat, his mech also carried a variety of scanners to uncover hidden enemies. An academy buddy of Jan's, he had been recruited almost immediately for his ability to translate the scanners' raw numerical data into data Jan could use to command the rest of the Dakka Brigade.

[I'm thinking command is hiding something for the rest of the units... They were just afraid that Leader and 2 would figure it out, but I guess 3 beat you guys to it...?] Dakka 5, the brigade's newest recruit, was an adept fighter in mid-range, utilizing a variety of pistols and sub-machine guns to take down multiple enemies at once. Her mech's prize weapon was a pair of modified shotguns, with ammunition types that could be changed depending on the situation for maximum penetration or maximum spread. While most members of the Brigade needed to be at a distance, she could shine even when surrounded by enemies. However, she was still a very recent graduate of the academy, and still had to get used to life as an actual enlisted member of the Martian Army. She still spoke with an air of insecurity around the more veteran members, but she showed great potential.

[Super Cool Story Bros, but I think we should get in and out as soon as possible. Besides, we have a pretty crappy job to do, what with prisoner capture and transport.] The joker of the Dakka Brigade, 4 had a mech customized to move in and out of combat quickly, with extra boosters and weapons that could unload as quickly as possible. A heavy machine gun and rocket launcher on each arm allowed him to do some high damage, while a shoulder-mounted laser allowed him to cover his retreat. His ability to fire from different locations quickly made him a feared member of the Dakka Brigade, despite his personality.

"It's an interesting theory, but I'm gonna have to request radio silence. We're almost within hailing range of the Avalon," Jan said to his unit. As the chatter died down, Jan flipped some more switches and spoke once again. "This is Martian Foundry Corporation's Dakka Brigade Leader. Do you copy, Avalon?"

Waiting for a minute and hearing no reply, Jan focused his attention back to his unit. "Something's definitely wrong. Dakka 2, are you picking up anything?"

[Scanners are showing several small holes in the hull of the colony ship. We should be able to board using one. There are also a variety of heat signatures from the inside... Mechs in combat, no doubt. I'll try and filter out the enemy mech's radio signatures and find our man.]

[Ah, I would have liked to blow a hole in that...] [Stay frosty, 3. We need to conserve firepo- Wait, we have enemy mechs outside of the ship! Luner Corporation, by their radio signatures.]

"Dammit, this is the last thing we needed... 2, can you give us an alternate route around?"

[Working on that, Leader... I'm transmitting you all the data and a rough map.]

As one of the screens inside Jan's cockpit lit up, showing the locations of the Lunar mechs outside of the Avalon relative to their location, he got to work. "...All units, cut thrusters to 30% and proceed negative-30 degrees X, 50 degrees Y. We're heading right for a big hole in the hull that should get us in without problems."

---

making their way through the hole in the hull, the Dakka Brigade emerged into and area of the Avalon that combat had clearly been through. Buildings were ruined and craters pockmarked the ground, but it seemed that the fighting had moved elsewhere. "Mission status report, Dakka 2."

[I've located the source of the Martian radio signatures that have gone down. We just need to follow that trail and we'll find our prisoner, no problem.]

Nodding to himself as the new data was overlayed onto the map on his screens, Jan began laying out a quick path. "Now, we're heavily outnumbered, but if we wait to find out guy alone before we strike, he'll have no choice but to surrender against all five of us. Let's move!"

---

Some time after Purvis's last post:

[We're withing hailing ra- What the fuck?!]

"What's wrong, Dakka 2? Come in!"

[That rouge mech... It's...]

Jan took a better look through his main display, and what he saw was enough to warrant the reaction of his comrade. The rouge mech was none other than the prototype entrusted to Anthony Kabuto. Anthony was not just any other pilot to Jan, though... Anthony had been the mech jock that had convinced Jan to leave his old life and enlist. He had his unit had covered Anthony's close-range combat team on runs before, but it seemed that Anthony had gone berserk and was taking down his own men.

Reaching for his loudspeaker controls, Jan yelled into the mike, nearly frantic. "This is Lieutenant Jan Monteiro of the Martian Foundry Corporation. Rouge Mech, cease this at once! Don't you see that you're taking out your own teammates?! You've been heavily damaged, and are being accused of high treason! Stop this and come home!"

Slamming down his loudspeaker mike, Jan began barking orders tot he rest of his unit. "Dakka 2, stay in the rear and keep an eye on that unidentified frame. Keep all scanners running; we don't want any surprises. 3, stay behind me and get locks on Anthony and that frame. 4, Find some cover in case things get bad. 5, you're with me. Focus on Anthony, who will beat you to a pulp if you stop."

"Is. That. Clear?!"

Title: Re: Mecha RPG - Recollection of a Solar War (Story Thread)
Post by: Caber Knight Etch-A-Sketch on September 03, 2009, 07:39:29 PM

Lunar Squadron, Martian High Orbit, after the Ophelia is deployed.


"Command, this is Full Moon. The Terran fleet has engaged the Martain forces in high orbit around Mars. Requesting orders." Forte spoke into the comms system.

"Hmm, this must be that large-scale operation that was supposed to occur, but what's going on here? Full Moon, stay out of the battle if you can, an LC fleet is on it's way to pick you up."

"Roger tha--" Forte was interupted by one of his wingmen shouting out.

"Incoming enemy forces from behind! It's a Terran shock force!"

"BREAK BREAK BREAK!!!!" The Squad broke appart as Buster Class Frames charged through. "We can out maneuver them! Get behind them and strike them with Plasma weapons!" Flying up to one of the Terran Busters, he slammed the barrel of the Plasma gun into the back of the enemy frame and fired. Noticing an enemy buster coming from behind, he threw the wreck of the previous frame at his foe and flew up.

"What the hell! I can't see!" The Buster threw the wreck off of the view-finder only to see the Garunda's railgun faced at him.

"Take this!" Forte fired the railgun down the length of the Buster, ripping through the Frame with ease. The shell, flying free, struck the engines of a Martian Cruiser. "Holy cow, two for the price of one!" Forte gasped it mild enjoyment. The comms system suddenly lit up with the sound of someone's voice.

"Attention all MFD troops!  What you are currently commiting is an act of unprovoked aggression towards Avalon, and it shall not go unpunished!  The Invincible Soldier Lunablade shall cut you all down with this, THE SWORD OF LUNARIA!" Turning to the source of the message, he saw a frame take down a number of MFC Frames with a huge energy sword.

"Ah... Was that a bit over the top?" it was a male voice, obviously.

"Y-yes... Yes it was, Nathanial... Please never do that again..." female this time

"...Yeah, that sounded pretty stupid." male again.

The Frame was unlike anything he had seen before. Was this a new Terran Mecha? And whoever was piloting it was... what's the word... not too bright, by the sounds of it. Why calls their machine 'the Invincible Soldier Lunablade'? Those questions would not really be answered as the Frame turned to the Garunda.

"Hey, isn't that a Lunar Corporation machine? I think I saw it on the news one day." the male voice said. Wait, they left the intercom on? That is really sad...

"Yes, that IS a Lunar Corporation Frame! I shall have vengence! Give me the controls!" the female's voice was filled with anger.

"Wait, the comms system is still on?" About time they found out...

"It saves time then. You, dog of the Corporations!" She was clearly addressing Forte. "I shall have vengence for removing us from our home! I will not stand by while my hated foe stands before me!"

"What the hell are you talking about?!?" Forte yelled back, but it was clear that she was not listening. the Lunablade pointed the energy sword at the Garunda.

"I am Watatsuki no Yorihime! You took my home! In the name of the Moon, you will die!" Forte had no time to faceplam at the horrible line as the energy sword grazed the Garunda. Wait, she was on a ship! How the hell did she get here so damn fast? This woman was serious, so this called for serious business. Diverting power from the Bunkerbuster to the Overthrusters, the Garunda dashed past the Lunablade, spraying it with Plasma rounds.

The Lunablade grazed the rounds and zoomed after the Garunda. Whoever the pilot was, he or she know what the hell they were doing. The battle around intensified as the Lunar pilots gave it their all. Seeing the Garunda being chased, some of the squadmembers flew in and blocked the path.

"If you want ot get to the Captain, you're going to have to get through us!" caught off guard, the Lunablade was shot at.

"That's easily done, Corporation bastards!" The Lunablade ran one of the frames through with the energy sword. It pulled the sword throught the side and slashed the other frames in one fluid motion. As cool as this was, the Lunablade lost sight of the Garunda and proceeded to attack the MFC forces again.

The was no rest for the weary, as enemy fire came from a large ship near the Martian fleet. It didn't look anthing like Martian vessel he had seen before. Perhaps that Lunablade Frame was related to that ship. Hell, it was on there before it started chasing Forte. In anycase, it was rather bad to be shot at. He took aim with the railgun when it was hit by a shot from nowhere.

"Crap! I can't fire the railgun!" The deep-scan picked up a faint signature coming from the ship, similar to that Lunablade that attacked him before. Unable to shoot with the Railgun, power was diverted back to the Bunkerbuster and away from the railgun.
 
( http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=d-yzXxNnvPY )

"Overthrusters at full! Here I go!" The Garunda blasted towards the Avalon at full speed, dodging shots coming from the ship. Whatever he was fighting, it was a hell of a lot better than the Garunda. First the Lunablade, now this? Today's just not my day, Forte thought to himself.

It wasn't long before the Lunablade was once again on his tail. The ship will have to wait, Forte thought, as the Garunda pulled away and flew towards a Terran Cruiser for cover. Sitting in a blindspot, Forte openned fire with the Plasma gun. Again, the shots grazed the Lunablade as it weaved in and out of enemy fire. The Garunda moved out of the way just in time as the Energy Sword stabbed the hull of the cruiser. Flying along the length of the cruiser, the Garunda shot at the pursuing Lunablade, which dragged the sword through the ship firing lasers from it's head-mounted gun. A lucky shot hit the Garunda's stabilizer, sending it spinning out of control.

The Garunda plummeted towards the avalon, spewing smoke as though it had been destroyed. Power was diverted to the thrusters to help, but to no avail. The Garunda crashed down on the Avalon. With overheated systems, there was no choice but to wait until it could start up again...

Title: Re: Mecha RPG - Recollection of a Solar War (Story Thread)
Post by: Gappy on September 03, 2009, 07:57:47 PM

Quote from: Dr. Purjewry M.F.D. on September 03, 2009, 08:03:08 AM

During and just after MTG's prior post
Shizuha takes another stab at contacting Noble White, "Suwako dear? What are you up to now? It's really rather important that we know so we don't get in each other's way. And here, let me patch you through some of our scans, since you're a little blind now."

"To be honests, I'm not even sure what's happenings, nopes. Well...other than our Martian friends visiting." Suwako admitted with a nervous grin, sweatdropping a little, as their Nachtmare boosted along the ground within the now empty medieval town streets towards the incoming landing squadrons. "Ummm...my Knight (pilot), Trent, and I were mostly just trying to escape from, y'know, certain deaths, public executions and alls, yeps." She said, while Trent seemed to be busy clapping at imaginary flies.

"Public execution? According to the mission profile I have here, you're supposed to be....on a goodwill mission to assist with construction...?" Shizuha asked as Rumia began blasting at the incoming frames with the Maple Force's fweem beam. "...oh dear, you're technically on civie detail. By protocol I'm supposed to help with your evac but..."

"Yeps. But we can't run now." Suwako shook her head, her cockpit shaking a little from enemy fire. "No such thing as civies or soldiers in Gensokyo, rights?"

"....Hmmph..." Shizuha smiled, while flipping a few switches and typing rapidly across the holographic screens before her. "I guess not."

?Akh! My cheese and broccoli! Don?t stuff them up your nose you stupid hippo! Kero-chan, stop him!? Trent was shouting at thin air as he slapped at his controls. The Noble White began weaving awkward yet effective loops around incoming enemy fire while making good use of the Maple Force's covering fire. Sparks flew as a few tracers made contact, but they made little more than small dents in the Noble White's hardened, angled construction armour.

"I have to protects Tenshi, Yukari and those other poor little people over theres....and maybe the Haven too. These peoples have no rights to barge in here like thats, nope." Suwako declared with a determined grin.

"...But if you insist on taking that walking junkheap into actual battle..." Shizuha began, her eyes darting from indicator to indicator as she watched over the status of the fweem beam. "...then I'm afraid I can't let you go in alone."

?I wasn?t planning tos.? Suwako smiled. ?I?ve got a fellow goddess heres, yep!? She nodded at Shizuha. With a deft booster-powered leap the Noble White landed on the frontmost enemy frame and discharged its pile driver through its core before using its disabled body as a shield to charge in on the rest of its comrades. More fweam beam shots arched over its shoulders, downing any frames attempting flanking maneuvers.

??thanks for the vote of confidence, dear.? Shizuha grinned back. ?We?ll give covering fire from here while I?.? She flipped a few more switches. ??try and get this sniper rifle to work?.?

?Sorry about thats?? Suwako sweatdropped, smiling apologetically.

"Nah, don?t worry. We did blast your servos to Higan first." Shizuha nodded as Kisume sat back and counted up the kills while watching the external scanners carefully. "That said, do you need to patch into our scanners??

"Oh...about scans, I think...." Suwako began as a number of confident Solar Frames managed to dodge the fweem beam shots as they attempted to out-maneuver the Noble White from behind. However, just as they closed in from behind, intent on getting within shooting range, Trent punched the pink hippo in the face. The Noble White?s thrusters reversed abruptly, causing the Noble White to slam backwards into one of the Solar Frames, sandwiching itself between it and its meatshield. "....Trent sort of...doesn't need them...I think?" Suwako said, with an uncertain smile, as Trent rammed the pile bunker into the arm of the frame behind him before ripping its assault rifle free.

??doesn?t?need them??? Shizuha asked as Kisume found a more defensible position behind a huge pile of rubble. ??what? He has eyes on the back of his head or something??

?Oh no, he talks to animals.? Suwako explained with a grin. ?Very shy, invisible yet colourful animals.?

??.invisible, colourful animals??? Shizuha and Kisume exchanged worried glances.

The Noble White then spun around and rammed another pile-bunker into its victim?s abdomen, this time sending it skidding backwards into another one of its comrades. ??.Oh?that one has thick skin?.? Trent said, noting the fact that his pile bunker only made a shallow indent on the frame?s armour.

?Standard MFC Solar Frames.? Shizuha told them, as she finally managed to get the sniper rifle?s spare barrel and cooling chamber installed. ?Bulky armour. Slow, but difficult to penetrate. Not like those flimsy advanced recon ones. They?re getting serious. Take care out there.? She said as Rumia took aim while the hum of the sniper rifle?s main energy chamber picked up in intensity.

?Power conduits to rifle linked ups, yep. Switching to mid-range targetings?? Suwako said, as a live feed from the targeting camera atop the rifle appeared as a small screen on the cockpit display. ?I?ll take cares of the fine aimings. You just shoots.? Suwako said, squeezing her control orbs as a smaller targeting display appeared before her. ?Also, don?t hit the town, nopes. We don?t want to harm the townspeople??

?Just shoot, eh?? Trent nodded, as sniper fire arched over their heads. ?Sounds good to me. They?re making off with my broccoli!? He threw the meat-shield at the heavy mech he had dented earlier and before firing at its thrusters, causing its engines to erupt in a fiery ball of fire. Using the fire and smoke as a cover, he leapt over the downed mech and rammed his pile bunker into one while machine-gun-decapitating another.  Three escape pods launched high up into the air with satisfying ?pops?. ?CHEEEEEEESE!? Trent roared as he fired up his thrusters once more.

Sparks flew up underneath the Noble White?s heels as its construction terrain-masters roared to life. It snatched up a shield and another assault rifle as it did a U-turn around the burning wreckages, equipped them, before rushing after the heavy frame squadrons.

?Don?t let them draw us too far! We need to protects the palace!? Suwako pointed out, inputing all the millisecond to millisecond corrections into the targeting computer.

?Protect?? Trent blinked upon hearing this foreign concept once more. ?Huh? What do you mean? ?protect??? He blinked. ??.what is it, Kero-chan?!? He snapped, somewhat irritated at his towel. ??do what? But those ninja kittens are getting away?? He pointed out.

?We can?t let the palace go kabooms!? Suwako simplified it for Trent.

?Aaah?? Trent frowned a little at this idea. ?So instead of making things go kaboom?.I?m supposed to keep something from going kaboom?.errr?how do I???

Suddenly the MFC heavy frame squad was engulfed in intense fire as heavy beams and rapid machine gun fire ripped through their ranks. Sonic booms shook the air as a new mecha roared over the burning masses, shedding a huge trail of plasma in its wake, before touching down in the main street, hitting the ground with is terrain-masters kicking up major sparks as it rushed up towards the palace. It purged a set of heavy Over-ED boosters as it rolled straight at the Noble White, before its main boosters kicked in, giving it a huge, insane burst of speed.

??what?s that, Kero-chan? It?s black so it?s evil?? Trent asked.

?Kero-chan makes sense.? Suwako said, agreeing with the simple logic of moral colour-coding.

?So that thing might make the palace go kabooms?? Trent asked, his lips curling into a wide grin. ?Shirayuki! We?ve got us a bat to shoot down!?

?Umm?Trent?s piloting is a little queer?? Suwako murmured, adjusting a hundred different parameters across her screen for Trent?s awkward style of piloting. ??but it?s fun!? She giggled, as the Noble White?s terrain-masters whined into life, carrying it skidding?.sideways??

?Oh? Where are we going?? Suwako asked, swaying side to side to the rhythm of the Noble White.

?I don?t know. The pink hippo?s weight is bringing us that-a-ways.? Trent shrugged, pulling them onto a side-street parallel to the main-street, terrain-masters rolling in reverse as he drove backwards down the street.  ?Yes, hippo, I know we?re driving backwards! No! I don?t think it?s supposed to do this! Will you stop mooning me?!?

?Wheee~!? Suwako cheered.

But the jet-black mecha seemed to suspect foul-play as it leapt up over the buildings in between them and landed in a shower of sparks behind them, dual machine-guns raised. Without hesitation, it opened fire on them.

?No! Don?t evade! It?ll hit the town!? Suwako gasped.

??eh?? Trent didn?t quite get what Suwako was saying, but raised his newly acquired shield anyway. Their cockpit shook violently as the heavy anti-tank bullets ripped at the already dented shield. ??.T-those buffalos again!? He suddenly gasped. ?They?re dancing the lambada all over my cucumbers!? He caused the thrusters to go into over-boost, sending the Noble White vaulting over the black mecha.

The black mecha continued firing up at the Noble White as it arced upside-down high over them, only to have the shield get in its way. The Noble White returned fire from behind its shield, which the black mecha countered by spinning, skillfully alternating its terrain-masters.

?Wheeee~!? Suwako cheered, flapping her sleeves happily from the vertigo, while Trent continued batting at the invisible hippo as his towel and the operator?s manual floated up in the zero-gravity.

The Noble White landed with a jolt, kicking up sparks. The black mecha raised its second rifle at the Noble White?s head. But just as the barrel erupted with hot lead, the Noble White ducked and cross-countered with its own rifle up at the black mecha?s face. The black mecha knocked its assault rifle out of the way with its other rifle, however, and like that they entered a fierce melee-gun battle.

Just then, a number of MFC heavies zoomed into the area, charging up at them?only to receive stray gunfire from both the mechas, both of whom seemed to be doing their best to spare the town any damage.

?Incoming transmissions?? Suwako announced in a sing-song voice as the black mecha ducked and spun underneath another shower of gunfire from the Noble White, while holstering one rifle, to pop up behind them.

?Heh, you?re not bad?for a boy?? A girl with long, silky raven-black hair stared at him through the com-channel?s live feed. She casually tucked a strand of hair behind her ears as she twisted one of the Noble White?s arm behind it, knocking its rifle out of its hand.

?And you?re not too bad for an evil villain.? Trent chuckled as he launched the Noble White into a sommersault, righting the twisted arm, before grabbing hold of the black mecha?s other rifle and firing at an incoming MFC mecha, shredding it to bits.

?Evil villain, you say?? The girl giggled pleasantly, seemingly amused. ?Well well, funny, considering we?re firing on the same enemy.?

?Are we?? Trent raised an eyebrow.

?Unless that was a friendly you really hated.? The girl said as they both somersaulted over the downed MFC mecha, ripping it to shreds with the rifle all the while.

?Fried Antly?? Trent blinked, as he spun them both around, slamming his shield into an approaching melee MFC heavy, before blasting it away with a pile-driver shot. ?Whazzat? Sounds yummy.?

?Hey, isn?t that Suwako?? Another black hat bobbed up in front of the com screen to reveal a spot of blue hair and a set of ruby-red eyes. ?Oy! Your Nacht?s looking even more junkier than ever! I didn?t even recognize it!?

?Oh! Iku-chan!? Suwako waved madly at the com screen.

?Ah, so you?re one of us?? The black-haired girl sighed. ?What a waste of bullets. At least set your IFF code before battle.? She muttered, as she pushed the Noble White aside and focused on smashing through the rest of the enemies between them and the Palace.

?Ayiefaf?? Trent blinked. ?Is that something like the green hyenas? I swear they make sounds like that sometimes.?

?Our servos are lamprey-frieds.? Suwako explained hurriedly.

?Oh well, we?ll alter our IFF decoder and have you input as a friendly.? The black-haired girl sighed. ?Callsign?s Exoleet, by the way, so you know who to scream for help from. And this is the Trie Noir, so you know who to stay away from.?

?Exhaust-feet?? Trent asked, blinking, only understanding a fraction of what the Exoleet girl said. ?Eh, kid, we don?t have a callsign, do we??

?Nopes.? Suwako shrugged. ?You can think of ones if you likes.?

?No, hippo, we?re not going with ?Captain Pink?.? Trent snapped at thin air. ?Eh, we?ll think of something.?

?Iku-chan, what?s going ons?? Suwako asked.

?There?s some sort of huge fight going on outside. The MFC are trying to take control of Avalon and the Terrans are here to contest that control.? Iku said, quickly and efficiently adjusting for her Knight?s targeting. ?We?re tasked with saving the dignitaries and evacuating them, possibly onboard the Amaterasu.?

?What about the civilians?!? Suwako gasped as the two nachtmares effortlessly ripped through another set of Martian light frames.

?Priorities, Suwako. Take things step by step.? Iku said, patiently.

?Uhh?? Suwako looked somewhat disheartened as Trent stole a new set of rifles to use.

?Hey, kid, why the long face?? Trent asked. ?The hippo?ll eat ya.?

?Th-the people?? Suwako began. ??.n-nobody?s going to save them??

?Shave them?? Trent asked, faced by another completely foreign concept. ??well, kid, you just do whatever you like, and I and my friends the green hyenas will be right behind ya.? He turned around to face the empty seat. ?No, hippo, RIGHT behind her, not a hundred yards behind her.?

??.t-thank you?Trent?? Suwako suddenly broke into a relieved smile. ?That?s it! We?re saving the people!?

?All right! I?ll be sure to shave?em all bald!? Trent nodded, getting into the spirit of the thing.

?Hey, how far did you people go?? Shizuha asked as the Noble White and Trie Noir rolled up to the palace, leaving behind a trail of scrap metal. The Maple Force was busy covering another flank where a Terran landing party was quickly advancing on them. ?Oh, I see the Amaterasu was nice enough to send reinforcements. I?ve been trying to reach them but the enemy?s jammed all transmissions beyond the Avalon.?

?Not yet.? The black-haired girl said. ?We?re part of the guard sent down to Avalon. Amaterasu hasn?t made a move yet.?

?What?re they??? Shizuha began, before?

A heavy boot landed heavily atop a nearby pile of rubble, courtesy of a certain, rather pissed, Tenshi Hinanai. She raised her rifle high up above her head and fired a barrage of hot lead into the sky in a maddened, frustrated attempt at getting some attention. "Will you people stop screwing around for just one second and listen to...?" She was cut off by a boot to the arse from behind.

Yukari bowled her over from behind and raised a handy megaphone while nursing the huge bump oh her forehead from being used as a pole-staff and bowling ball. "Bucket Force, Trie Noir, I will contact you two in a bit. Suwako, I need a ride. You?re the only one with cockpit space."

"No, Hippo, she's not lunch. You can't kill the nice middle-aged lady." Trent said to the thin air occupying the seat next to his.

"I heard that!" Yukari shouted into the megaphone.

"Ah, it's Yukari, yeps!" Suwako said. "Umm...shall I???

A sudden explosion rocked them as an RPG exploded relatively harmlessly on the Maple Force?s heavy-laid armour. ?Oh crap! Anti-Frame Soldiers!? Kisume shouted. ?And marines! They?re after the dignitaries!?

Yukari was saved from getting shredded by hot lead by virtue of a hand, Tenshi?s, pulling her by the ankle, such that she fell behind the rubble, right beside Tenshi. ?Ah, the daughter of the Hinanai?? Yukari smiled pleasantly. ?How nice to see you again so soon.?

?The bitch of the Yakumo?? Tenshi nodded at Yukari as more bullets shredded the rock they were hiding behind. ?I?ll repay that, tenfold, by the name of the Hinanai.?

?Don?t shoot!? Shizuha ordered as Rumia trained her sniper rifle on the foot soldiers hiding behind the palace windows and pillars. ?You?ll bring down the palace!?

?Yukari-sama!? her aides, Ran and Ruukoto, ran out to meet her. Ruukoto shielded Ran with her android armour as they dove behind the rubble.

?So no shooting while riding this thing, right?? Trent grinned.

?Yes, but?? Shizuha began, but before she could finish, the Noble White had already knelt by the mound of rubble and was already opening its cockpit. ?W-wait!?

?Incoming!? Shizuha announced, as ground-shaking sonic-booms accompanied by ground units rendered suddenly immobilized in a crackle of electrical shock announced the approach of yet another new mecha.  ?Wait, it?s one of ours! Why is it?N-no! Stop! That?s a friendly!? Shizuha shouted over the coms.

?YAAAAAAAAH!? Trent leapt out of the cockpit, towel flying behind him, as the Noble White was suddenly engulfed in an ECM shock. He landed atop a pair of surprised marines, drop-kicking one to the ground, while hooking another one around the neck with his towel before pulling the soldier?s head into collision with his knee. He snatched up one of the fallen rifles with his towel before laying down covering fire to keep the other marines at bay.

?Are?arererere?.?? Suwako was frantically pulling on her controls. Her entire cockpit had gone dead. ?Treeeeent! The controls are deads!? She cried in panic.

?Use the manual!? Trent shouted, as he leapt over the rubble mound and charged at the enemy, guns blazing. ?Bash the controls with it!?

?Incubus! That was a friendly!? Shizuha said to the pilot of the mecha now hovering over the downed Noble White, it?s ECM cannon still crackling with live energy.

?But?it had guns aimed at two dignitaries and it had no IFF signal.? Linker Medicine Melancholy pointed out, as their nachtmare, the Incubus, turned its sights on the incoming enemy horde.

?Suwako, let me take a look!? Tenshi shouted as she leapt onboard the cockpit amidst a shower of tracers raising sparks off the side of the Noble White. ??oh, dear Takamagahara, the main CPU is fried. But?.? She leapt atop the pilot seat and pulled open a panel to reveal a slowly rotating, shimmering orb, hovering in a small, cramped space laced with cables, piping, and such. ?Your mana core?s still running, so if bypass the CPU??

?You mean fly the thing withouts a CPU?!? Suwako gasped. ??by touch?!?

?You?ve been flying this without radar and sensors.? Tenshi nodded at the fried servo units. ?I don?t know how you did it, but if you can pull that off, losing a CPU is no big loss.?

Yukari, meanwhile, was giving instructions to her aides. ?Ruukoto, get the Lunablade prepped for princess Yorihime. We can do that much for her, at least. Ran, round up the dignitaries and prepare them for evacuations.?

?What about you, Yukari-sama?? Ran asked, worried.

?The mana core.? Yukari said, darkly. ?They?re after Avalon?s mana core, and by Kami I will die before I let them have it.? She said. ?Now go. I shall see you two onboard the Amaterasu.? She gave them a quick smile of encouragement before leaping atop the Noble White?s cockpit. ?I?ll cover your retreat! Just get to safety! Suwako, are we ready to go?!?

?We need a Knight.? Tenshi pointed out the empty pilot?s seat as she took one of the empty seats. ?And why on earth are you here?!?

?TREEEEEEENT!? Suwako shouted out at Trent who was pinned down by enemy fire.

?Just go on! There are too many pink flamingos for me to move! And the damn hippo?s sitting on my butt!? Trent shouted back as tracers gave the rocks around him a hearty shave.

Suddenly, the Noble White?s eyes flashed a bright blue as its mana core gave out a high-pitched whine.

?Sh-Shirayuki-chan!? Suwako cried up at the Nachtmare as it suddenly strode forwards before delivering an almighty punch into the palace, causing the ground to shake violently amidst a cascade of falling marble and pillars. The marines were toppled off balance as they stumbled and rolled their way to cover.

Suwako took the opportunity to reach down over the cockpit?s side and grab Trent?s hand. Trent grasped it and, with Yukari and Tenshi?s help, he was heaved onboard.

?Ah?Trent! Thank Gensokyo that Shirayuki protected you!? Suwako gave him a reproachful pout. ?Never, ever do something like that ever again!?

??Shirayuki?protected me??? Trent asked, as the cockpit?s doors closed with a hiss behind him. ??protect?? He looked around the cockpit, as if weighing up the alien concept. He didn?t have much time to think though, as he was soon pushed back into his seat, ready for another bout.

Title: Re: Mecha RPG - Recollection of a Solar War (Story Thread)
Post by: Hello Purvis on September 03, 2009, 08:55:17 PM

Right after Noble White reboots.

"Someone deal with those faeries down there!" shouts Kisume, failing to come up with any word that really fits the foot soldiers better.

"I think Suwako's mecha is rather damaged," says Shizuha.

"Good, they can deal with those faeries!" Kisume takes renewed stock of the Terran Mecha that had hitherto been pinning them down. "Not like those guys can do much to a machine like that!"

"Ah, then we are going all the way?" asks Shizuha.

"Yup," says Kisume, "Get ready, both of you, we're about to bring the ruckus!"

"Gotcha!" says Rumia.

"Very well," Shizuha says, then opens comms again. "Noir, Incubus? This is Red with Bucket Force. We're going assault those frames close up. If you could work with us, that'd be very helpful. After we clean that up we can do something about that frigate, don't you think?" Maple Force begins to lurch forward and change, "Oh, someone get Suwako in the white machine to do something about those people on foot, thank you and over~"

"Thinks he's queen shit because he can pilot on visual alone," Kisume grumbles, as Maple Force compacts into a wedge-like shape, wings flaring out.

"Crow Force!" sings Rumia, and she aims the Fweem Beem at one of the medium-built Terran Frames and opens fire.

A moment later, Crow Force has all but bridged the distance between them and the Terran Squadons and shifts again, it's front flaring out into Kisumesque shape of Bucket Force and slamming into another Medium build mecha; the force of the impact bowling it over. At the same time, it slams into the arm of another light mecha, moments before Bucket force changes again, flaring out to the smaller, sword-wielding, winged form of Faerie force and hurtling ahead toward a medium unit bringing a rifle to bear on it. One of the swords jams into the barrel, moments before a beam fires from its torso into the rifle mech's torso. Then it darts to the left, hurtling toward a medium-build mecha with an energy sword as it changes again, elongating into the snaky form of Eel force and sliding under the sword mecha's diagonal chop and cutting at the mecha's leg with one of it's fins. Then it whirls around, taking the form of Faerie force once more and sending a spray of rather anemic lasers at the Terran platoon.

"Don't focus on any one of them!" Kisume says.

"I know," says Rumia, "just knock them all off balance like we practiced!"

"More closing in," Shizuha says, "I do hope the others can follow our act."

Title: Re: Mecha RPG - Recollection of a Solar War (Story Thread)
Post by: ES-Anthy on September 03, 2009, 10:16:44 PM

Neo Flying Iron Fortress MazinGetter! Episode 3 [The Burning Spirit and words of the Pilot!]

Just after the rebooting of Nobel White and Jan's discovery of Anthony

Anthony and the Proto-MazinGetter were still locked in combat, trading blow after blow with the MFC mecha, the Prototype was still holding up, but it wouldn't last long by the looks of it, and neither would Anthony, bloodied and bruised from all of the attacks hitting the mecha, damaging the cockpit quite a bit too, his vision started to darken, Anthony was starting to pass out, and the blood getting in his eyes wasn't helping. Another attack hit the prototype, causing Anthony's head to bash against the console, turning on the PA System, and smashing another one of the monitors.

"Dammit! I'm not gonna be defeated like this!" Yelled out Anthony, the scream being herd all across the area, which then Anthony followed up with a slicing of the enemy who hit him earlier, and a rocket punch through 2 more, none of the MFC mecha were backing off now, determined to get the Prototype back.

"If you bastards want me, then catch me!" screamed Anthony, who then activate the RAW Boosters, flying into the air, and several mecha followed, then he noticed his PA system was on, and he saw Jan and the Dakka brigade, only one idea came to mind there with his current condition, he grabbed the communication mic for the PA system and cleared his throat.

"LISTEN TO ME PEOPLE! The Evil of this Universe is ever changing, And it's Presence is approaching, it is that we know as the MFC! With the Miracles that are our power, and the Light that is our souls, we go through the storms that is our fighting, and within the thunder that are our victories! With our justice we change, and become Gods! With our Fists we slam into them, and Shatter the evil ambitions of the MFC! Blowing away the cloud of Darkness that is tainting this universe! Howling at Tomorrow's Sky! Holding an Endless Dream! We shall bring hope to the ruined Worlds! With Passionate Courage We shall defeat this Evil!" Bellowed out Anthony on his PA System, causing everyone to pause and look at him, Anthony had a smug look on his face as he finished up his speech, waiting for what comes next.

Title: Re: Mecha RPG - Recollection of a Solar War (Story Thread)
Post by: Jana on September 04, 2009, 12:12:46 AM

Jan stood speechlessly as his units moved to their positions and Anthony, now in the air, made his speech. "He's... He's gone mad. My best friend and mentor... Has gone mad..."

Snapping out of his momentary trance, Jan yelled into the radio. "2, take a shot at his boosters. We need him alive for questioning!"

[Aiming...] Dakka 2 took aim from far away, using his sensor array rather than sight to target Anthony's mech. [...I'll try to target his boosters. Firing.]

However, Anthony was already moving away from his position to find more civilians to rescue. The other MFC mechs were still stunned by Anthony's speech, and as the sniper's bullet missed it's mark, Anthony managed to escape.

[...What just happened?] Asked Dakka 5, who was too new to the unit to know much about Anthony. She had been ordered to stay on-guard, but the rouge warrior's speech had left her stunned. Am I too innocent for this kind of battle? They say I'm talented, but... Is war really for me?

[...Hell if I know. He's crazy, that's what I got.] Replied Dakka 4. [/i]What we heard was a terrorist attack... Why are our troops attacking civilian targets?[/i]

[...I missed. Why did you have me target his boosters, Leader? I could have gotten the mainframe easily.] ...The Leader's probably soft. It's understandable... We were all buddies once. Hell, maybe I missed on purpose...

[Don't worry about it, Dakka 2. He got out of my missiles' lock-on range too.] Call me a traitor, but I'm not crashing a friend... No way.

"Team, we... We have to go after him. We don't know what anyone's after anymore, but I do know this: Anthony's a friend of mine. I'm going to get an explanation out of him... Even if I leave his mech a smoldering wreck in the process." I could never kill him, though... But capturing him means dooming him to the firing squad. What do I do?

Title: Re: Mecha RPG - Recollection of a Solar War (Story Thread)
Post by: trancehime on September 04, 2009, 08:49:56 AM

CURRENT TIME OF ACT
Locale: Avalon Colony Airspace
Designated Time: ???

"Hey, do you see that?" Sariel mentioned. "More Nachtmares are entering into the fray. Perhaps it would be nice to get into contact with some of them so they may not mistake us as the enemy." she advised. Meanwhile, the Ophelia had whirred for a bit before phasing back into reality, its sleek faerie-like build spinning as it continued to evade enemy fire. "Doesn't it feel odd to be fighting your former contingent?"

"Not at all. Those bastards who abandoned me can fry in hell for all I care," Rem idly mentioned. He managed to hear the bellowing echo of another pilot's voice, screaming about some ideals about justice and courage. "Anyway, what's with that crazy? He seems to be piloting a... prototype mech," Rem sighed. "I want to see what if he's got anything to offer, but first! We have some people to make into swiss cheese."

The Ophelia made a sound as steam was released from its arms, the Sturmfrauleins installed into them started to fire up once again. More Solar Frames began to fly in to assist their allies, but Ophelia was persistent in disabling their flight systems and making them fall with carefully aimed volleys. No, most of the carnage did not come from the Ophelia's actual weapons but the consequences of them hitting you - you'd have disabled thrusters or disabled installed weaponry. Rem liked this - crippling his enemies before they were destroyed by something else. The Ophelia continued to weave around, and noticed a constantly shifting mecha. "Hey," Rem pointed out. "Wasn't that the bucket thing from before? I guess it wasn't a bucket thing. It's... something else. It keeps on changing."

"Oh, that's Kisume and her ragtag crew!" Shingyoku exclaimed loudly. "Let's try not to get on their bad side, no? The Ophelia can't take much punishment."

"Then, let's negotiate." Rem said bluntly. "D'you mind bringing up the system and patching a connection to that mech over there?" Rem requested from Sariel, intent on getting something out of Kisume.

"Sure thing." Sariel replied as she typed some things on the panel, and managed to get a communication link with the Faerie Force.

"Nymph here," Rem said plainly. "Just paging to let you know that if you see a mech similar to a fairy, that'd be my team and I. We're on your side, but don't get in our way. I can't guarantee what would happen if you interfered. Leave us alone and we'll make sure your objectives and goals are met. After all, we have a common goal here."

The Ophelia quickly maneuvered and shot some more enemy Solar Frames.

Title: Re: Mecha RPG - Recollection of a Solar War (Story Thread)
Post by: Hello Purvis on September 04, 2009, 08:56:07 AM

"Red here," says Shizuha, as the mecha takes on the form of Eel force and flies between the legs of a mecha carrying a large cannon, "We'll do our best not to target or harry you, Nymph. But, it would be rather more intelligent if we coordinate our efforts; the enemy certainly has no qualms about that sort of thing."

"What was that?" Kisume asks as she shifts the mecha into Bucket Force and moves to slam into the energy sword-carrying frame from before.

"I'm not quite sure," says Shizuha, "But apparently there is a faerie-shaped nacht out there. Try not to target it."

Title: Re: Mecha RPG - Recollection of a Solar War (Story Thread)
Post by: trancehime on September 04, 2009, 09:06:22 AM

Co-ordinate, Rem thought to himself. We'll see.

"You heard her!" Sariel said with a tinge of hope in her voice. "Maybe you should--"

"No."

"What do you mean, no?"

"I said no and that's final. We'll go at it ourselves first, then we see if we can be more strategic about it."

"What's wrong with you? You can't be like this forever."

"Things have been harsh. You are the only ones I know who I trust not to abandon me in my time of great need." Rem said with great conviction as he felled more enemy Solar Frames. "You know, trust is fickle. I don't know if I can trust any of the other Nachtmare users here, honestly. I don't know if they'll backstab me."

"They certainly will if you keep with your high and mighty attitude!"

"What choice do I have?"

With that, Sariel stopped talking. She knew that Rem had been driven to this state, and she understood that. However, she was sure that something in Rem wanted to be released. She just wasn't sure if it was too late, the point of no return had been reached. The Ophelia quickly shifted course and went off to find other Nachtmares. Rem wasn't doing anything, either. His controls had been overridden by Sariel. Sariel... Rem said, immediately realizing what had happened. He didn't bother to resist. I'm sorry, Sariel... But this is the only course, my only path... This is what fate had thrown onto me. No one can change that, not even you, not even the Devil...

Title: Re: Mecha RPG - Recollection of a Solar War (Story Thread)
Post by: Gappy on September 04, 2009, 11:04:14 AM

Inside the Noble White's Cockpit, Borroughsbury Palace, Avalon Haven, 6.02 PM, Day 1

"We're going down to Avalon's core and that's final!" Yukari declared.

"But I wants to save the peoples!" Suwako countered.

"I want a green burger with a spinach armada!" Trent declared. He was swiftly ignored.

"I am NOT sitting in the same cockpit as her!" Tenshi shrieked, pointing at Yukari. "Never! EVER!"

"I'm not sitting in the same cockpit as those green kittens and their man-eating toilet seats!" Trent declared...and was again, promptly ignored.

"Then leave." Yukari said to Tenshi, pointedly. "We have no need for you."

"In fact, we dos." Suwako said.

"We don't have the CPU anymore, though we managed to get the basic systems back online using the mana conduits." Tenshi pointed out. "Suwako's barely managed to compute all the split-second corrections and adjustments so far to keep the Noble White moving on visuals alone...but with the CPU gone, we're going to have to chip in."

"In short, you're saying you're a necessity?" Yukari summarized.

"More necessary than you, you piece of old bag bit of luggage." Tenshi smirked.

"Better old bag than helpless rejected love child of a Takamagahara pawn..." Yukari smirked.

"...Can you two get out of those seats?" Trent asked as Tenshi lunged out of her seat over Trent to strangle Yukari, only to have Yukari gut her with her umbrella. "You see, it belongs to the pink hippo and Kero-chan. They need their personal space. The pink hippo has gas."

"What Hippo and Kero-chan?" Tenshi and Yukari asked, amidst strangling each other over a bent-over Trent.

Trent pointed over at his towel and the empty space that the pink hippo apparently occupied.

"...." Tenshi and Yukari looked at one another, sharing a worried look. Invisible pink hippos were, at best, a little disturbing....

"Hey, this towel...aren't you that towel guy?" Tenshi asked.

"I thought the odor was....familiar..." Yukari hid the act of crinkling her nose with her fan.

"It smells like raining anchovies on a cold, wet summer day in December." Trent said. "...what? I'm talking about Europa."

"It stinks!" Tenshi shouted. "...worse of all, you're the enemy!" She pointed an accusing finger at him. "....I knew it! Yukari hired you, didn't she?! You never wanted a peace treaty or an alliance! You wanted us all dead!"

"Ummm...." Suwako began. "...I hired hims..." She volunteered.

"On Yukari's behalf?!" Tenshi gasped. "Suwako! I trusted you! After all this time..."

"N-no...I...." Suwako gasped, looking utterly hurt.

"Oy." Trent looked up at Tenshi. "Taking over the dainty little tea party and the sea monkeys was a contract between the martians and the pink hippo and I. The kid hired me, Shirayuki-chan and Kero-chan after. There will be cake."

"....you hired a towel...?" Yukari asked, doing her best to stay as far away as possible from the towel in question.

"She speaks!" Suwako declared, earnestly, much to Tenshi and Yukari's horror.

"She also makes good pina collada." Trent added. "With enchilladas on a platter."

"She's a little shy, so I haven't heard her speak just yet..." Suwako said. Tenshi and Yukari relaxed perceptibly. "...but I hope to be able to hear her speak one day!" Tenshi and Yukari exchanged horrified looks of concern.

"The point is, you hired a terrorist!" Tenshi pointed out. "...who speaks to invisible purple rhinos..."

"Pink Hippo!" Trent and Suwako corrected together.

"....whatever....and you're going to trust him to be your knight?!" Tenshi demanded.

"I hired him!" Suwako shouted.

"And mercenaries never doublecross contracts. It's bad for business. The yellow pirate rats will eat your broccoli." Trent said. "And everyone knows them rats can't dance the lambada."

"....and what're you paying him? You don't have any money, you're just a construction Nacht pilot." Tenshi hissed to Suwako quietly.

"She's going to give me a life." Trent shrugged. "Never seen one those before so I thought, why not? I only hope it doesn't give me gas. You don't want to see me with gas, nope."

"....a life...?" Tenshi and Yukari blinked. "What?"

"Yes, I'm going to gives him his lifes backs, yeps." Suwako grinned.

"But....you've always managed to pilot this Nacht by yourself..." Tenshi pointed out. "Why would you need somone like....like him?"

"Cause I'm cute, grizzly, fuzzy and cuddleable?" Trent asked. "And I have lots of cheese to wear as hats."

"Because Shirayuki-chan needs a Knights...and she chose hims, yeps. I knew it the moment I met him. I'm Shirayuki-chan's linker, after alls!" Suwako said, with a confident smile.

"Ah, dear Shirayuki-chan is all grown up now!" Trent hugged his pilot seat. "All the ceylon tea mixed in with toothpaste I fed her has allowed her to grow up nice and healthy!"

"You can't seriously be saying your nacht is alive....let alone that it chose a man who talks to his towel like a lover as its Knight!"

"I also talk to trees, flowers and toilets! I teach them history and the art of vegetable carving!" Trent pointed out.

"But Shirayuki has moved by itself to save him!" Suwako pointed out. "Twice!"

"....you mean like just now...?" Tenshi gave this some thought. "Well...there might be errant mana conduits damaged in the ECM attack or something. I'll give it a complete overhaul when we..."

"Shirayuki-chan chose Trent!" Suwako was obstinate.

"Shirayuki-chan chose quality and CHEESE! CHEESE CAKE" Trent pointed out.

"...that aside..." Yukari said, a little more seriously. "It matters not who the pilot is, as long as he pilots this thing down to the core."

"No! We're saving the people!" Suwako argued.

"Yeah! Those people need a shave, bad! Especially their armpits!" Trent backed up Suwako. "That, and some deodorant!"

"Listen closely, dear." Yukari gave a small smile. "Imagine a supernova big enough to engulf half the solar system. Pictured it? Yes, devastating, isn't it? The Martians have already reached the core and are tampering with it as we speak. They can't figure out how to move it, but worst of all, their presence and actions is causing the core to approach critical. If it does go critical, forget saving the people on this ship, Mars will go supernova."

"...." Suwako fell silent at this.

"Mars will do the lambada?" Trent blinked at the idea. "....Will Jupiter, Saturn and Earth join in and form a Mambo line? Cause I've always wondered what would happen to that ring if Saturn shook its hips...."

"Aside from that, if the Martians somehow get the core moving, it'd be our loss. It'd be the end of all the Havens." Yukari pointed out. "So we must retrieve it, stabilize it, and secure it."

"...for the people of Avalon...right...?" Suwako asked, her eyes narrowing on Yukari.

"....for the people of Avalon, yes..." Yukari said, nodding, without hesitation.

"For the people who needs shaving." Trent nodded, sagely. "I will show them my skill with a razor, whipped cream and salad dressing."

"...fine." Suwako sighed, resignedly.

"We aren't SERIOUSLY following that old bag?!" Tenshi gasped.

"No. We're following all the hairy people so we can shave them." Trent pointed out. "The fluffy blue rabbits will point the way. That, and I need to have them wear blue hamburgers on their heads as chapeau."

"Yukari's often rights about these things. I don't doubts hers, nopes." Suwako said, as Tenshi leapt on Yukari again, again crushing Trent down under her weight. "Oh, incoming transmission on our emergency radio." Suwako said.

"LISTEN TO ME PEOPLE!" A voice roared through it, causing Suwako to wince as she pulled the radio away from her ears. It was so loud everyone in the cockpit could hear it.

"Hey! Don't forget the red buffalos! They're everywhere!" Trent added.

"The Evil of this Universe is ever changing, And it's Presence is approaching, it is that we know as the MFC!" The voice began.

"KFC?" Trent asked. "I like KFC....it's evil?!"

"With the Miracles that are our power..." The voice said.

"My-Ache-culls..." Trent nodded in understanding. "This man speaks of the high arts of tomato food poisoning..."

"And the Light that is our souls!" The voice continued.

"...." Trent looked a his feet, waggling his toes a little curiously. "I always thought it was the little civilization of trombone-blowing giraffes. I hear them everyday. So it's really just light?"

"we go through the storms that is our fighting, and within the thunder that are our victories!"

"....this is a weather report...?" Trent asked, blinking. "I thought it was going to rain socks."

"With our justice we change, and become Gods! With our Fists we slam into them, and Shatter the evil ambitions of the MFC! Blowing away the cloud of Darkness that is tainting this universe! Howling at Tomorrow's Sky! Holding an Endless Dream! We shall bring hope to the ruined Worlds! With Passionate Courage We shall defeat this Evil!"

"...." Trent nodded sagely. "These....are the sagely words of the one burning banana."

"The burning bananas?" Suwako asked. Tenshi merely facepalmed.

"The burning banana is my arch-nemesis, the ally of the dreaded green sea cucumber. I shall punch him, and then we shall have beer and make merry and pour whitewash down each other's pants, before I punch him again, in the language of men."

"Men? I thoughts he was a burning bananas?" Suwako asked.

"The burning banana knows no gender, no race, no toilet. He speaks of cheese so cheesy that even the yellow pirate rats wouldn't touch it with a 20 meter long beam spear." Trent said. "...I shall punch him and throw him into Mount Doom."

"....but you saids you were going to..." Suwako began.

"Yes, yes, I know, I did say I was going to bring him down to the local laundrette for a cup of anthrax-flavoured tang over the laundry while we discuss how long it'd take to wash his cauliflowers, but..." Trent continued.

"Say any more and the towel dies!" Tenshi shouted, holding a lighter close to the Kero-chan towel.

Outside, the Noble White shook rather violently. A war cry, "HUGLA BUGLA HORRRRRGAABOOOOONNGGGGAAAAAALAAAAAAA popcorn ANGLAAA TUNGAAALAAAAA LAMBADA YEEEEEEEEEHOOOOOOOOORRRRDAAAAAAA HOOOOKI DOOOOOOOOOOKI to infinity and beyond TARAAAAAAANTULAAAAAAAS BUUUUUFUDYNE MARAAAAAAAAGIDYYYYNE FIRAAAAAAAGAAAAA za warudo WRYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYY frog legs YYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYY chingulas!" echoed across Avalon, striking fear/amusement/concern into the hearts of every man woman and child in the colony. It rivaled the PA of the burning banana.

Back inside, Tenshi was cowering in her seat, her hat over her eyes, sobbing and quivering.

Trent was patting his beloved towel comfortingly, whispering soothing words like 'mafia' and 'al capone' to it. Yukari was leaning against her arm rest, face in palm. Suwako was cheering and giggling.

And thusly began Team FUBAR, the team that shall pierce the heavens show the world where Darwin was wrong.

Title: Re: Mecha RPG - Recollection of a Solar War (Story Thread)
Post by: Hello Purvis on September 04, 2009, 03:29:43 PM

Just after Trei Noir brought the Ruckus

Bucket Force hovers over the devastation for a moment, before firing its boosters and manuevering to ram a rifle-carrying mecha among the numbers that escaped the attract.

"Thank you for the assistance, Trie Noir," says Shizuha, "If you could lay some suppressive fire on those sharpshooters to your left, it would be terribly helpful. Oh, and apparently there is some faerie-shaped Nacht who claims to be working for the same thing we are, but doesn't seem to have any actual interest in helping us. Their callsign is Nymph, I'll patch over their hailing frequency. Nymph asked us not to interefere with him, so I'm spreading the word. Could you tell the others, we're a tad busy here, over~"

Title: Re: Mecha RPG - Recollection of a Solar War (Story Thread)
Post by: mad on September 04, 2009, 07:07:59 PM

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Title: Re: Mecha RPG - Recollection of a Solar War (Story Thread)
Post by: Caber Knight Etch-A-Sketch on September 04, 2009, 07:56:15 PM

Downed Garunda, Avalon Colony Ship, Martian High Orbit, As Anthony is making his speech.


The red-warning light on the console was starting to get on Forte's nerves. How long does one have to wait for the damn frame to work again, he thought to himself. As he waited for the Garunda to cool down, he heard a voice in the distance. It was some guy making a speech, but what the hell was he talking about?

"Looks like that guy lost it over there," Forte muttered to himself, "hopefully he won't attack me." The red light finally turned off, and the Garunda began to move again. About time. Looking over the systems, Forte noticed that the stabalizer seemed damaged. The Railgun, on the other hand, was fine now. Diverting energy to the stabilizers, the Garunda got back up.

"It's a good thing that the Bunkerbuster is heavy, otherwise this thing would tip over." With the Railgun in reserve position, it was time to contact the LC Fleet and tell what happened. "LCSS Remtari, this is Full Moon, do you copy?" Static. "LCSS Remtari, this is Full Moon, do you copy?" Still nothing. Jamming, huh? Well, no time to look for the jamming vessel, let the LC Fleet deal with that. Right now, there was a powerful energy signature on radar. It was far off, but it could very well be reached.

Flying over to where the energy signature was, Forte spotted a number of Martian transport units, taking along people who seemed to have been captured. Forte raged at the sight of how poorly the people were being treated. The Garunda slammed down near the transport, frightening the enermy marines.

"You bastards, let them go!" The Garunda pointed the plasma cannon at the troops. Too frightened to realize that Forte would not shoot at the captured people, the marines dropped everything and fled, leaving behind the prisoners.

"Thank you for saving us." A man said. It seems like he was the leader of the group.

"Do you have a place where you can go?"

"There are transports in the hangar bays. We'll be able to get there using our special tube system."

"Tube system?"

"Yeah, Jefferies tubes."

"Alright, go!"

"Again, thank you."

While the people fled into the tube system, Forte turned his attention to an unusual Frame. It kept shifting, and shooting things, but the important thing is that it shot the Garunda. Red lights flashed, indicating that the right leg was clost to being destroyed.

"Damn it...OVERTHRUSTERS, GO!!!" Bunkerbuster charged, the Garunda charged at the Bucket Force, but it didn't get far as it was promptly blocked by another frame. The signal was the same as the one he detected earlier, but alot stronger. Yup, this was the bastard who shot at him. Targeting the Ophelia, he attacked with the Bunkerbuster















and missed. The Ophelia was behind him in a flash, blades drawn. Slashing in an X pattern, the Ophelia felled the Garunda and flew off to take on more targets.

The Garunda fell to the ground with a thunderous crash. The right leg broke off upon hitting the ground, preventing the Garunda from getting up. All systems wet down to prevent the fusion core from hitting meltdown.

"It's alright... we had a good run, boy..." Forte was about to fire the ejection pod, but decided not to. There was no imediate danger, and he felt a deep connection with his machine. It's hard to give up something that is as close to you as a home.

Meanwhile outside the Garunda, a Nightmare frame landed nearby. Marisa, unable to find a pilot that the Midnight Sun would keep, piloted the Nightmare. Then again, the Midnight Sun was a one-seater, unlike the other Nightmares. Alice, on the other hand, was at mission control. Nazrin was out somewhere, probably looking for cheese.

"Hey Alice, I found a ruined Frame. It looks like a Lunar Corporation Frame, judging from it's insignia. I think I'll take this one instead." Marisa said.

"Wait, what? Didn't you say LC technology is crap?" Alice said with a little disbelief. forgetting that this is Marisa she's dealing with.

"What are you talking about? LC tech is damn powerful, ze!"

Alice sighed through the comms system. "You've already gone through Terran and Martian mechas, saying that they have the best stuff. Make up you mind already!" The front of the Midnight Sun openned up, releasing the Terran Jump Sniper The Midnight sun was attached to. The Jump Sniper fell to the ground as the Midnight Sun attached to the Garunda.

The various clanks and whirrings snapped Forte out of his reminicing. The Garunda was powering up again, or so it seemed. In place of the usual start-up, the screen showed a bunch of symbols, with words in the center of the screen.

GSM-28 Twilight Moon Activation 100% complete

Forte found himself at the controls of a Nightmare for the first-time. The cockpit was much different to what he was used to. For starters, there was a girl in the cockpit sitting on his lap.

"Kyaa!" She slapped Forte across the cheek and scurried to the chair behind Forte.

"Well that was quite rude! I didn't even do anything!" Forte rubbed the cheek that got slapped. "Wait, who are you anyways?!?"

"Marisa! What's going on there?!?" The frantic voice came from the comms system. "Your IFF changed all of a sudden!"

"Hell if I know! Gah!" The Nightmare was rocked by the explosion of a nearby rocket. Terran Assault squads began closing in on the Nightmare. "Alright, if we're going to survive, we need to work together. I'm Marisa, the girl in the comms system is Alice."

"I'm Forte. Alright then, but you're going to have to explain to me what's going on! I'm completely lost here!" Forte said as he grabbed the controls and rushed at the Terran squads.

Title: Re: Mecha RPG - Recollection of a Solar War (Story Thread)
Post by: ES-Anthy on September 05, 2009, 08:21:45 AM

Neo Flying Iron Fortress MazinGetter! Episode 4 [The Great Challenge between two Friends!]

Just after nearly getting shot by Dakka 2

"Dammit, even they have turned against me" thought Anthony as he noticed the close shot from one of the dakka brigade, Anthony then picked up the mic to the PA system again.

"Jan! Listen up! I know you can hear me! If you want to talk to me, meet me on the Ship in this area!" Yelled out Anthony, pointing towards the Ship (OOC: I'm refering to the one in MTG's 2nd post) "We'll handle it there, one on one!"

Anthony and the Proto-MazinGetter then flew to that ship, landing on the dock, waiting for Jan's response, but something was bothering Anthony, it wasn't the possibility he had to fight Jan, or anything like that, it was the feeling that something was calling out to him, he shook it off for now, and set the Proto-MazinGetter to standby, having it kneel down on one knee, and then hit the 'open cockpit' button, and was met with no response "God dammit what the hell happened!" Raged Anthony who started kicking at the cockpit door, trying to force it open, but it was melted shut from the fully charged breast fire, it wasn't going to give way any time soon.

"Screw it!" Yelled Anthony as he took the controls and made the Proto-MazinGetter take it's tomahawk, and use it to pry the cockpit open, and finally success, which then Anthony holstered the tomahawk, and stepped out of the cockpit, standing firm with his arm's crossed, looking beaten up from the blood on his face dripping down onto his clothing.

Title: Re: Mecha RPG - Recollection of a Solar War (Story Thread)
Post by: Hello Purvis on September 05, 2009, 08:31:12 AM

A couple minutes after Trei Noir beamed up a whole lotta dudes

"Hey," says Kisume, as she disengages Bucket Force from one of the remaining platoons. "I think the Martians are starting to run away!"

"You would be right," says Shizuha, "It seems their forces are falling back as a whole. Whether they are just regrouping or retreating as a whole, remains to be seen. But we do have other problems."

"There's earthies and moonies out there," says Rumia, frowning, "I can see 'em."

"It seems that there's been been an evacuation order for Avalon, as well," says Shizuha, also frowning. "Kisume, I think this battle has been mostly lost."

Kisume growls, gripping the control yoke strongly enough to drive all the color from her hands. "Like hell it has. Did we come all the way out here just to let all the bloodshed continue? We can't just back down!"

"It seems the Terrans and Lunarians are fighting each other, as well." Shizuha notes. "We could turn that to our advantage. If nothing else, they'll distract each other while people get away."

"That's not much better," says Kisume. "You've not seen what their worlds are like, Shizuha, okay? I have. I've seen it! I've lived among the most hated youkai outside of Makai, and the things I saw made me sick to my stomach!"

"Go on," says Shizuha. Rumia nods as well, looking away from her her controls to look at Kisume.

"If it's Terrans and Lunarians fighting, there's not going to be any mercy, alright? Whoever the capture, I don't even want to think about what would happen to them! They don't deserve that, alright?"

"Even though those victims would happily victimize the same way if given the chance?" asks Shizuha.

Kisume fixes a hard look on Shizuha for a moment, before jerking her head back over to the visual scans. "The hell you saying that for? That's what they used to say about us in the Ancient City, you know! And that's what people would say about Grouch, too! I don't even want to hear it! If that's the way you want to be thinking, just get the hell out of this machine right now!"

"That is not what I meant," says Shizuha. "I just needed to know where your heart is. It is important for a deity, you must understand."

"Right, we're going then?" asks Kisume.

"It isn't right for one such as I to make that decision," says Shizuha. "I don't have a life to risk in the same way that you do."

Kisume nods. "Rumia?"

"Why'd you think I came?" Rumia says, "Not because I like Yukari that much!"

"Good, thanks," says Kisume, as she shifts the mecha into Crow Force. "Red, let the others know what we're doing."

"Of course," Shizuha opens a general comms to the Gensokyoan forces, as Crow Force zooms toward the battle. "This is Red with Bucket Force. The Martians are retreating, but the Terrans and Lunarians are here and spilling too much blood for our tastes, so we're going to go route them as well. If someone would be nice enough to back us up, we'd really appreciate it. It might go toward keeping Avalon intact. Over~"

Title: Re: Mecha RPG - Recollection of a Solar War (Story Thread)
Post by: trancehime on September 05, 2009, 03:00:23 PM

CURRENT ACT
Target Locale: Avalon Colony Airspace

Rem was able to get the message from the Crow Force mentioning their intent to decidedly rout, or at least dissuade the Lunarian and Terran forces from continuing their assault on Avalon and against each other. Rem smiled as he thought to himself Now is my opportunity to get back at those bastards who left my ass, and my pals' asses out there for dead. They will not leave unscathed! Actually, it wasn't even clear if the message the Bucket Force issued was going to be for them as well as the other Nachtmare pilots, but it appeared that Shingyoku did something to snitch the message, as she was constantly giggling.

"Let's get this show on the road!"

Sariel relished control of the Ophelia back to Rem as he started to shift back into invisibility and rest the Sturmfraulein for the meantime, instead opting to use his deadly piledriver, which he would skilfully and swiftly slam into the neck areas of specific Terran mechs, causing them to malfunction and get destroyed. Speaking of, Rem earlier managed to fell a Lunarian mech, but something about that Lunarian mech turned Rem off a little. That thing... It seemed a little bit familiar. The movements are quick, very quick, just like that one... he thought. It seemed too easy to take down though, so I doubt it was him... Or was it? I don't know. All I do know is that he is an adversary and if he is to take me down in combat, I won't forgive myself. Or die trying.

Rem sighed. "Hey, Sariel. I think it might be best for us to co-ordinate with the others for the meantime."

"What's with the change of heart?" Sariel said.

"I... have some scores to settle."

"I... see. I'll patch them up then." Sariel continued, allowing Rem to gain communications to the Crow Force.

Rem sounded a lot less cold and a lot more excited. "Hey, this is Nymph calling to Red. Sorry about my little display earlier, but I feel that if you plan to rout those Terran and Lunar bastards, you should let me lend you guys a hand. I can assist in taking down key specific mechs and disabling for your own uses. Just let me know what to do. Over!"

Title: Re: Mecha RPG - Recollection of a Solar War (Story Thread)
Post by: Caber Knight Etch-A-Sketch on September 05, 2009, 08:28:16 PM

Avalon, Martian High Orbit, After Anthony rips open his cockpit.


A Terran frame hit the ground as Forte charged up the Bunkerbuster again. This new machine was a rather nice change. The controls worked well with him, much like the Garunda, but better. It was as if it was made for him.

Unbeknownst to Forte and Marisa, there was a definite connection between the two as the Twilight Moon moved gracefully through the enemy frames; well, as gracefully as a machine can. This would have a rather grave consequence later on...

"Carrier Dao Sutai to Full Moon, come in!" It was the reinforcement fleet.

"Go ahead, Dao Sutai."

"We're here to take you home. The rest of your squardon is safe in the hangar bays."

"Sorry, but I'm a little caught up in something right now!"

"Understood, we are dispatching New Moon to assist you."

"...crap."


LC Carrier Dao Sutai, Hangar Bays, end of the transmission.


"All systems are go. New Moon, you are clear for launch."

Aria took a deep breath in and readied herself for battle. "Roger that, Dao Sutai. New Moon, launching!" The thrusters shone with an eerie blue light as the Dancing Whirlwind darted towards the Avalon. Throughout the Martian and Terran fleet, warning lights and panic rang through both fleets as the infamous "New Moon" approached. The comms system flooded with paniced talks of the Angelic Circ Saw coming. One abitious pilot flew in front of Aria, Bunkerbuster ready.

"I'll stop you, you Lunar butcher!" The pilot roared. That's all he really got the chance to do as a great Plasma beam slashed the Terran frame in two.

"That was too easy." Weaving in and out of enemy fire, the Dancing Whirlwind landed, running a Martian frame through in the meantime. Aria quickly spotted the Garunda's IFF and rushed over to meet him. She would try greeting him in a cute fashion to win him over again this time around...


Avalon, near the Great Mana Core, Aria's arrival.


Alice was explaining to Forte about the situation as he and Marisa fought off enemy frames. As it stood, the Terrans and the Martians were fighting over the ship. The Lunar Corporation, as Forte definitly knew, were simply investigating the occurance. However, to lose a former Ravager pilot would be a big blow to the military, thus a fleet was sent to retrieve Forte. But damn it all, why did they send Aria?

In anycase, the pressing matter was with the Mana Core overload that needed to be prevented. IF the Mana Core overloads, millions would die, something that Forte can't allow to happen. The first thing to do was clear out the MFC occupying the area around the Mana Core, but that would be a little difficult.

"Forte! I finally found you!" The Whirlwind landed as two halves of a Martian Heavy Frame crashed to the ground. Aria was overjoyed at first until she noticed Forte's new ride.
"F-forte? what's going on?"

"Eh? Who's that, an ex-girlfriend, ze?" Marisa asked audibly to Forte. Aria's heart jumped when she heard Marisa's voice on the comms system.

"Forte, who is this?"

"Look, Aria, it's not going to work out. Besides, you came here to get me, right?"

"Yes, but what's with that Frame of yours? What happened?"

"Ah, well, the thing is that the Garunda got combined with her machine, so all we have to do is ju--" FOrte didn't get to finish his sentence as a Plasma Blade grazed the Twilight Moon.

"You bastard...I waited and waited for you to return..."

"Hey, when did I say that?!?"

"I'll free your machine from hers even if I have to rip it apart with the LRPS!" The other 7 Plasma blades shot out and the LRPS began to spin menacingly. Forte pulled the Twilight Moon away as the Dancing Whirlwind suddenly charged.

"Man," Marisa began, "this is one crazy broad, much like another girl I know."

"Hey! Now isn't the time to joke around!" Alice frantically yelled from the comms system. "That Frame has an experimental Plasma weapon! I recommend long-range attacks!"

"Well, We've got a capital-ship's gun by the looks of things, so how much more range do we need?" Marisa activated the Railgun. Forte gripped the controls tightly. Sorry Aria, Forte thought, but I'm only fighting to survive...

Title: Re: Mecha RPG - Recollection of a Solar War (Story Thread)
Post by: Hello Purvis on September 07, 2009, 01:19:08 AM

(OOC: So now I'm a Co Sub GM, and I'll be handling this bit)

Literally seconds after getting comms from Trei Noir and Ophelia

With the twenty-seven Terran and twenty-seven Lunar Corp frames savagely tearing into one another, they did not really notice the loan Nachtmare flying at them until it was within a couple hundred yards. By the time that their recon mechs were able to transmit this information, Crow Force had already rained down several indiscriminant volleys of the Fweem Beem upon the long-range units, and was in the process of making a turn for another pass. The pace of the battle slows for a moment, as the recon units do their best to make sense of this turn of events.

"Have you found their eyes yet?" shouts Kisume as she changes Crow Force to the thinner and more manueverable Eel Force; the force of its velocity and the turn whipping the mecha around quickly at the cost of speed. "I'm heading in this time!"

"Still searching," says Shizuha. Rumia makes small noises on the edge of her tongue as she sends barely-aimed attacks at the long-range frames, sounding oddly like drum drum cymbals.

Moments later, Trie Noir fires upon one of the Luna sharpshooters taking aim at Crow Force, a heavier mech with an energy-based rifle. The attack catches it off guard, severely damaging its stabilizing arm; more than enough to send its shot wildly array.

"This is Red," Says Shizuha as she contacts Trei Noir and Ophelia, "Keep the pressure on their reconnaissance units, please, before they can organize against us. If you can do something about the marksmen that would be lovely too. We're going to plunge into the melee a bit, that should detract them from firing at us. Stay mobile, over~"

A couple of lightly built snipers; two Terran and one Lunar Corp, turn their attention toward Trei Noir now, taking aim with what appear to be solid-state rifles.

Title: Re: Mecha RPG - Recollection of a Solar War (Story Thread)
Post by: Jana on September 07, 2009, 11:45:39 PM

Just after Anthony's declaration

"...Team, I'm giving you new orders. The rest of our army is here responding to a terrorist threat, so go aid in evacuating citizens."

[Wait, what?][So, we're a peace corps now?][Guys, let's just go!]

As his team made sense of the new orders, Jan activated the thrusters on his own machine, making his way over to the ship Anthony had pointed out. If Anthony wants to settle things this way, so be it.

---

Atop the GranShario

Bringing his mech up to the top of the ship, Jan switched off his radio to silence the objections of the other Martians inside. Seeing Anthony standing outside of his mech on the GranShario's hull, Jan opened up his cockpit to do the same.

"...What the hell do you think you're doing? Don't you see that you're attacking your own comrades?!" Jan called out, hoping Anthony would hear him over the sound of the ship and the sounds of combat below. "You're battered and bloody. I can take you home and we'll figure out some way to-"

"The Martian Foundry Corporation is no home to a Warrior of Justice!" Proclaimed Anthony loudly, pointing at Jan. "And I will make sure the world knows of the MFC's evil ways! Starting... With you!"

"Wha- What the hell are you talking abou-' was all Jan managed to say before he was cut off again.

"The Martians have ordered attacks on innocents on this colony! I cannot stand by doing nothing while people who did nothing wrong suffer!"

"We're supposed to be here stopping some terrorist threat! Didn't you pay any attention to the brie-"

"Of course they said that! If Warriors of Justice like you and I knew of the truth, we would never have followed their orders in the first place!"

Jan recalled what he had discussed with his own unit members on thier way to the ship. What if he's right? What if we were all lied to because of some other reason? Ugh, I can't trust anyone's judgment... "...But my own!"

Strengthening his resolve, Jan made his way to Anthony. "We'll see about that soon enough... But I'm not letting you go out there and die for something you don't even know is true!"

"Didn't you hear what I said?! Of course it's all true! Even I must try to make up for it... Even I have to fight harder to ensure that-"

"You don't have to fight anything! We can go back and order an investigation, or do it ourselves, or-"

"There's no time for that! Justice waits for no one, and neither will an empire of evil!"

Gritting his teeth, Jan kept going to Anthony, who was now walking to him as well. "Empire of evil? Don't make me laugh! This isn't some fictional ancient show, Anthony! This is real. Very real! We can't go rushing into everything!"

"Hah! Like you know anything about what's real! Justice is real! Evil is real! And it's our duty to eliminate evil! Even if it means..."

The two were now right in front of each other, with each of their machines right behind them. Looking right into each others' eyes, there was no mistaking it: Each one of them had their own resolve, and neither one was backing down.

"...Means what?" Jan challenged.

"...Even if it means that I have to get through to you, Jan."

Jan instinctively threw his right fist forward, catching Anthony in the abdomen. "You're not getting through me before I get through you!"

Anthony stepped back, but immediately rebounded forward, driving his own right first into Jan's exposed solar plexus. Scoring a direct hit on a very vulnerable spot, Anthony shouted, "I'm a Warrior of Justice! Even if I die, I will-"

Doubled over in pain, Jan sprang forward and hit Anthony's chest with the top if his head. "Stop your grandstanding! You can't die here!"

Instead of being forced back, Anthony answered Jan by pounding down with both of his fists, hitting Jan's shoulder blades. With an audible grunt of effort, Jan managed to stay up, and reared back with an uppercut that caught Anthony in the chin.

Having grit his teeth beforehand, Anthony simply came back with a wide swing of his left arm, but Jan dodged by jumping back. Anthony pressed his attack with a right jab, but Jan caught it in his left palm and answered with his own jab. Anthony caught it as well, so the two friends were locked in.

"I... Will not... CANNOT... Die here." "Then... Stop this absurdity... And come to your senses." "Thing is, Jan, I've already done that." "Right. I'll have to knock it into you then."

"I cannot lose here!"

Simultaneously, the two pilots let go of each others' fists while coming forward at the same time. Bringing in their resolve for the finishing blow, both landed a full punch on their opponent's face. Flying back and spinning, each had their own thoughts."

I... I failed, didn't I? He's not coming home... No. I have to... Ag...
Does he see? Or does he still want to stop me? It doesn't matter...

"I CAN'T GIVE UP NOW, JAN!"

Title: Re: Mecha RPG - Recollection of a Solar War (Story Thread)
Post by: Maid Xan~ on September 08, 2009, 03:41:01 AM

Orin and I finally reached the hanger bay our ship, the Nox Sophia, was docked in. Dodging the destruction caused by the various mecha involved had been difficult. Frankly, what side they were on was irrelevant. If I'd been caught in the crossfire, I'd have been dead, regardless of whether they were some of the attackers or the defenders.

Of course, the docking bay was full of hostiles. Just my luck. They hadn't boarded my ship, which was good, since Yuyuko and Youmu probably wouldn't have been able to take all of them, judging by their equipment. They appeared to be Terran forces. I wasn't totally suprised, as I'd picked up some of their com chatter, along with some in frequencies used by Martian and Lunarian military radios (the latter of which I knew well), and a few other private signals. Boosting my comlink to pick up that kind of chatter had been one of the first things Orin had done for me after I brought her on board. It was quite interesting what she could do with scrap. She was better with damaged and used parts than she was with new stuff, something that never ceased to amaze me.

I pulled my gun out of its holster with a smooth motion and put a shot into one of the soldiers heads. The others turned to face me, but not fast enough to avoid my second shot. Orin was already firing on the remain ones, but they were activating their shields. I smirked and tapped a button on my comlink, causing one of my ships lasers to begin to glow dangerously. We dived back through the doorway as the weapon fired, taking out all the soldiers in seconds, but also, and to my great annoyance, triggering some sort of alarm system.

"Warning. Heavy weapon fire detected Hanger 1138. The hanger will be locked down until port authorities can investigate."

Like hell I was waiting for that. Orin and I made a dash for the ship as I politely asked Youmu to "Open the goddamned ramp already, let's get out of here before the hanger doors close and make life difficult."

Youmu agreeably lowered the ramp. "Alright, how do our chances of making it through the hanger doors before they close look?" I asked as I made it into the cockpit.

"A little late for that. They're already closed. I suppose we could try concentrating really hard. We might develope psychic powers and and make the ship two dimensional so we can slip through the space between them." Yuyuko snarked.

"Or you could used your magic ghost powers to make the door open. Or we could just, you know, get in the Nachtmare and force the damn thing open. You did prepare it like I asked, right?" I shot back at my spectral co-pilot.

"Yeah, yeah. Isn't the old one more appropriate for that?"

"I'm not getting back in that deathtrap. You know that."

"I seem to remember you loving that thing. What the hell happened?" Orin asked.

"I don't know, nearly getting killed by a faulty fuse blowing up half of the damn things side does that two you."

"Oh yeah, blame the mech. That was combat damage you took, and then you refused to come back aboard to let me repair it."

"..."

I remained silent. Now wasn't the time to argue this. But there was no way in hell I was going to get into a mech designed for close combat ever again. I shuddered. Visions of the beam saber stabbing into the mech's side, followed by the explosion that had put Youmu out of comission thrust themselves into my mind.

"Let's get the door open, already. Meanwhile, Youmu, see if you can contact the person who hired us. I want to see how much of the situation we can salvage" Yuyuko and I dashed out towards my newer Nachtmare and hopped into our seats.

As we exited the ship, more red warning lights began flashing

"Warning: Unauthorized Nachtmare detected in a locked down hanger. Port security alerted." Yeah, like they'd be coming in this SNAFU. I walked the thing over to the hanger door and gave it a hard push. The door clearly had not been designed with Nachtmares in mind, as it bent and then tore out of its frame with little effort. I flew out of the Hangar and looked around cautiously. No enemy craft nearby. Good. "Alright, it's safe to move out of there now."

The Nox Sophia lifted off and moved swiftly out of the hangar. It was an old, decommisioned frigate that I'd had to twist a few arms to get, not to mention reduce the weapons loadout quite a bit. I set the Falter down on top of it and gave another scan, using the Nox's scanners to augment my own. Good. Everything was quiet.

"Youmu, any luck?"

"It would help if we knew who hired us. However, I've narrowed it down pretty well. I should be able to tell you soon."

I hoped it would be quick. I didn't give our client good odds of survival if we took very long. But there was nothing else to do but wait. "Yuyuko, did you bring anything to eat?"

"Does the earth have gravity?" she drawled sarcastically, while fishing out a few synthesized meals from under her seat and tossing one over. I nodded thankfully and began eating. I hoped it wouldn't be a long wait.

Title: Re: Mecha RPG - Recollection of a Solar War (Story Thread)
Post by: mad on September 08, 2009, 06:14:57 AM

After the Incubus turned to engage the incoming masses, Friendly sent a message to the Noble White: "So you're one of us? As an apology, I shall have my shop repair your mech and give you a part of your choosing for free."

"Free? Really?! Do you sell blue hamburgers?! You see, the green kittens ran off with my broccoli so a blue hamburger might work as a new hat." Trent replied

"For you, I will get this as your new part." He cut the comm channel and opened the intercom.

He then flew out and began taking down the heavy weapons teams and other mechas engaging the transports, making sure to kill the pilots so that there would be as few enemy veterans as possible. This continued until Bucket Force gave its announcement.

"Ah, I see that the transports will be safe without my intervention. Rinnosuke, send me the targeting info for the Terran, Martian, and Lunar commanders and any experimental craft in the area," Friendly said.

"I detect three experimental craft. However, two defected to our side and the last is over by the Avalon's core. Here are the Terran, Martian, and Lunar Commanders. I haven't seen any but the recon teams that can detect stealth. The commanders are in the warships I have indicated."

"The Martians are retreating so they will be disorganized. Medicine we're getting the Martian commander. Then the Lunar Corp. Then Terran. Activate booster."

"Boosters active! They won't know what hit them."

Title: Re: Mecha RPG - Recollection of a Solar War (Story Thread)
Post by: trancehime on September 08, 2009, 07:38:24 AM

CURRENT ACT
Target Locale: Avalon Colony Airspace
Objective - Disable reconaissance, destroy anti-stealth units

"Right, reconaissance squads... Hey, those things can see us!" Rem exclaimed as he completely ignored Sariel's dumbfounded reaction. Sariel was opening her mouth to state a retort, but she stopped herself as she knew that deep inside, Rem had his own reasons for his actions. What a snake! Sariel thought. He did it deliberately so that he had an excuse to not get interrupted and wreak havoc on his own! I don't know whether to commend such trickery or to condemn it for being underhanded... But all's fair in war. The Ophelia sped off, still in its phased form, although it could be seen by some specialized jammers coming from the Lunarian enemy squadrons, they were quickly sent to the scrapyard below with deft strikes from the Ophelia's LETS Piledriver, as it sped to and fro, evading enemy fire. "Come on, you savages! Where's your aim?!" Suddenly, the Ophelia let out its Sturmfrauleins and shot at an unknown location.

"?!"

---

Locale: Undetermined, somewhere in Avalon Colony Airspace

A dark, heavily armored mecha can be seen. It seems to be some sort of... home-brewn Solar Frame, as it displayed the knowledges of several corporations instead of just one. Whoever was piloting it was also quite an apt engineer, as it seemed to handle surprisingly well for a heavy mech. Suddenly, a volley of energy bullets was showering it. It shrugged them off with ease, but something sparked up as if it were disabled. From within the Frame, there was a woman who smiled as she clearly recognized who was firing at her despite the enemy fire coming from... seemingly nowhere. "Aha... One of my systems was disabled. Not like I need the targeting for my missiles, but... Dear, why are you out here, fighting? My sweet, because of you, my project, I have left my team, and searched for you on my own. I see you have friends. Maybe I should join in the party, no?" the lady spoke to herself as she sped off in the Solar Frame and entered the fray.

---

The black, armored mecha suddenly entered the vicinity and let out a salvo of missiles from its back, damaging everyone who was nearby - Terran, Martian and Lunar alike, there was no discrimination. It seemed as if this mad woman was her own side, she seemed fixated on only one thing. Rem quickly pulled the Ophelia back and evaded several missiles flying towards it. He sighed with relief, and then there was a communications coming from an unknown source. "Huh?! How did someone get our IFS...?! Get them on, quick!" Rem said. It was the woman in the black mech.

"I knew it was you who fired, my sweet."

"...What?! Who are you?!"

"Don't you remember me? I worked on you. I'm the reason you're like this. I heard what happened to you, you poor thing. Don't let these... trifling matters get you. Let me take you... And keep you."

"Get away from me! Let me do my job!"

"You're doing this for information, no? I have what you want, Remmy."

"Get out of my head!"

"Oh, but of course."

"I refuse to go with you! Leave me alone!"

"If you won't co-operate, I'll make you go with me! Heehee."

"Damnit!"

The communications link was suddenly severed as Rem cursed to himself. He quickly phased into invisibility and quickly sensed the black mech nearby, Rem could feel an amazing energy within it, it was like the energy from his Nachtmare, but... Less paranormal and more... earthly. "What is that energy? Oh, damnit! It's heading straight for me!" Rem quickly yelled as he maneuvered away from the black mech's big bulk, and quickly sent an emergency link to the Bucket Force. "Red, this is Nymph! I have to pull back for a while, I have an enemy Solar Frame pursuing me and attempting to take me down! Ignore me and continue with the enemy forces, I'll return once I shake this crazy lady off my tail! Over!"

Title: Re: Mecha RPG - Recollection of a Solar War (Story Thread)
Post by: ES-Anthy on September 08, 2009, 10:48:49 AM

Neo Flying Iron Fortress MazinGetter! Episode 5 [The Rise of the Flying Iron Fortress!]

During the Fist Fight between Jan and Anthony on the GranShario


A stray Nightmare was flying in the Avaion area, fighting against stray enemy mecha, it was piloted by two girls, Letty and Orange, it was taking heavy damage while fighting, a figure popped up on one of the monitors "Dammit you two I told you that this nightmare was still in work!" Yelled out the annoyed Konnagara, "Especially you Orange, since you were the one building it"

The words of Konnagara fell on deaf ears as Orange quickly turned off that monitor and focused on piloting.

"Orange, I think we should retreat, the nightmare isn't holding up too well, and the Mana core is acting a bit off." spoke Letty, getting more worried by the second which then Orange made the nightmare smash a stray solar frame in the face with a well placed punch, sending it flying. "ALL HAIL GENSOKYO!!!" yelled out Orange, too focused on the fighting, which this was the last straw, for as soon as those words were said, Letty went over and tried to pull Orange from the controls

"Dammit Orange this is no time for your extreme loyalty, if you keep this up we're gonna die!" Screamed out Letty, who was then knocked off balance from enemy fire hitting the nightmare,

"I will show here that Gensokyo is the superior group, now shup up and do your job" Yelled out Orange, who then returned to the controls, Letty was annoyed at Orange's anticts already, but she knew that if she didn't do their job, they would be screwed, even if Orange's piloting is gonna screw them over anyways. They were continuing to fight, but it was a losing battle, for a group of terran solar frames surrounded the nightmare, with no visible openings. Each of the solar frames raised their weapons at the nightmare, it looked hopeless, which then in a supr of the moment attack, Orange rammed into one of the solar frames, the other ones started to open fire, causing heavy damage to the nightmare, but surprisingly, it got out of the ring of surrounding Solar frames, but a bit after getting out, alarms started sounding off and lights started to flicker.

"W-What the hell is happening Letty?"

"We took too much damage, we're gonna have to make a crash landing" said Letty, as with those words, the two braced themselves as the nightmare started to go into free fall, which ended up crashing into the ground inside of the avalon, around the area under the GranShario, what became of them? They ended up surviving, the Nightmare, not so much, it was pretty much scrap metal now, but the mana core was at least in one piece, Orange was decently battered and was now passed out, while Letty was slightly injured, and keeping an eye on the mana core,

"Wait, that's what was acting weird with the core, the one it is ment for, is near" muttered Letty, who then sat next to the core, waiting for the one that the core was reacting to.

---

On top of the GranShairo, returning to the fight on top of it

Does he see? Or does he still want to stop me? It doesn't matter...
"I CAN'T GIVE UP NOW JAN" Yelled out Anthony, who then up righted himself back onto his feel, somehow still able to stand, he pointed into the sky and yelled out to the heavens "You may not be able to understand now Jan, but I must go on, I can't stop, I need to defeat that evil right here and now!"

As soon as those words were muttered, the Ship Anthony and Jan were on started to make a weird noise, the sound of electricity was crackling, the sound of gears turning, and the sound of metal scraping on metal filled the air, then it was visible, the GranShario's greatest weapon, it's Wave Motion Gun, and it was aiming towards the palace, and charging.

"Dammit, I can't let them fire that!" Yelled out Anthony as he rushed as fast as he could towards the Proto-MazinGetter, hopping into the cockpit, closing the door, but it would not fully seal due to the previous way of opening it. Anthony thought he could hear the yells of Jan, but shrugged it off and started up the Proto-MazinGetter.

"Now how the hell do I stop that thing from firing?" questioned Anthony, looking over the remaining monitors, not seeing anything that could regularly stop it, hope seemed lost, but Anthony wouldn't stop looking for an answer, he continued to go through the system, at least what remained of it, only one thing apparently would work, the BR-Z Thermal Chest laser, which would have cut through the large weapon of the GranShario, but then the BR-Z was broken from the last firing of it.

"Dammit, just, God dammit!" Yelled out Anthony, smashing his fists onto the console, and he accidentally hit one of the buttons on it, it was the one for the BR-Z, he didn't expect anything to happen, but then that expectation was wrong, one of the monitors showed a diagram of the Proto-MazinGetter, with the BR-Z charging up, there was a warning message under it though

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!WARNING! USE OF THE BR-Z THERMAL CHEST LASER MAY CAUSE TOTAL MELTDOWN OF THE PROTOTYPE DRAGON MK-1 FROM THE OUTSIDE !WARNING!

"Well, if that's the only way to use it...THEN SO BE IT!" cried out Anthony, who then smashed the fire button with his fists, causing the BR-Z to fire, which ended up very odd, the usually laser that would fire out, just started to creep out of the chest, covering the Proto-MazinGetter in an aura like the BR-Z's laser, the temperature of the mecha was increasing rapidly, it was especially getting to Anthony, who was practically burning up.

"Divert all power to the boosters and the BR-Z!" Yelled out Anthony, who then he followed up by shifting the power levels, causing only the boosters and the BR-Z to be active, Anthony then flew the Proto-MazinGetter into the air, right above the Wave Motion Gun of the GranShario "LISTEN TO ME WORLD, I SHALL STRIKE DOWN THIS INJUSTICE WITH ONE LAST BLOW!!!" yelled out Anthony, who was now facing the Proto-MazinGetter downwards

"TAKE THIS! GETTER, SHINE, SSSSPPPPPAAAAARRRRRRKKKKKKK!!!" Screamed out Anthony, who then instantly started charging downwards towards the WMG of the Granshario, and rammed right into it, the burning aura of the BR-Z laser was intensifying further, and eventually the Proto-MazinGetter started to pierce into the weapon, then in a split second, it shot through the whole thing, causing massive damage to the wave motion gun, one last thing went through Anthony's mind

"I guess....my job is done here...just, has been upheld...and the innocents are save. At least, I can die a good death now."

Then, the Proto-MazinGetter crashed into the ground, it deactivated shortly after collision, the great prototype was now gone. Anthony had happened to crashed near the area where Letty and Orange also crashed, a bit after the moment, Letty felt something from the remains of the Proto-MazinGetter, and ran off towards it shortly after.

"W-what is this mecha, it looks so different, but I feel that the person, the core is calling out to, is in there, I need to get him out!" said Letty, who rushed right up to the Proto-MazinGetter, and opened the ajar Cockpit door, and found Anthony, bruised majorly all over his body, his forehead, face, and the entire front of him was covered in blood, Letty looked away for a moment, before grabbing Anthony, and taking him out of the Proto-MazinGetter, bringing him over to the Mana core, she then laid him down next to the core, and started to nurse his wounds

"I'm, not going to let you die, you're the one, that is meant for this core" thought Letty, she then checked Anthony's pulse, it was faint, but it was definitely there, then she checked his breathing, that made her worried, he stopped breathing, without hesitation, Letty quickly started the CPR Process, trying to get Anthony to breath, to follow up, she then had to put her lips on his, she hesitated slightly, but then connected, trying to get air into his system, suddenly Anthony woke up, with lips locked with Letty, his eye's grew huge at the sudden surprised and backed up away from Letty, and she followed to do the same, both were majorly surprised.

"W-w-what the heck just happened?!" yelled out Anthony, feeling surprised to be outside of the proto-Mazingetter and thinking he was being kissed, Letty was speechless as she wasn't expecting Anthony to wake up like that.

Anthony then calmed down for a bit, and stood up, and did his best to introduce himself "Uh, hello, my name is Anthony Kabuto, it's uh, nice to meet you" muttered Anthony, Letty soon mustered up enough courage to stand back up and speak herself

"H-hello A-anthony, I'm Letty Whiterock" Muttered Letty, still a bit timid from the sudden surprise. Both stared at each other for a bit, each of them embarrassed, then Anthony tried to break the ice of this situation

"So, what happened exactly?"

"Well, me, and my friend here got shot down a bit earlier, and our nightmare is now wrecked, and a bit after that, I saw you crash a bit over in that direction, the reason I saved you was, that the mana core was calling out, saying you were meant for it"

"mana core? you mean that thing?" questioned Anthony, pointing to the mana core, glowing a slight blue

"Yes, and it was calling out for you" muttered Letty

"Me? so, am I like the chosen one or something?" asked Anthony

"Well, these cores tend to choose someone, it just varies who it chooses"

"I see, well this thing seems kinda useless at the moment, since it's just a core, and nothing else" sighed Anthony, who walked over to the core and touched it, then the mana core suddenly brightened up, causing it to blind Anthony and Letty for a bit, then suddenly it floated into the air, and random bits of scrap started to orbit around it, both Anthony and Letty were in surprise and in shock from the sudden event, then the mana core, after picking up a decent amount of junk and scrap from the previous nightmare, floated towards the proto-mazingetter's resting place

"Hey, get back here!" Yelled out Anthony, chasing after the mana core, with Letty following, both stopped on the edge of the crater the Proto-Mazingetter made, and saw the mana core lowering itself onto the Proto-Mazingetter, and somehow merging with it, suddently the core fully entered the Proto-Mazingetter, and the extra parts of junk it brought along started to fuse with the wrecked prototype, suddenly it was becoming new, all of the damage on it before was being repaired, after it finished, the Proto-Mazingetter looked brand new, and different in several spots, Anthony rushed up to it and entered the usual spot for the cockpit, looking inside, the layout is completely different and updated, Letty soon followed in there, instead of the basic single seat for solar frames, there was now several seats, and controls that were mounted for one of the side seats.

"Proto-MazinGetter, you're alive, no, reborn, you are no longer Proto-MazinGetter, you are, the full blown, New flying iron fortress, MazinGetter!" Yelled out Anthony smiling as wide as he can at the new and improved MazinGetter, Anthony quickly hopped into the pilot seat, and Letty decided to sit down in one of the co-pilot seats

"Uh Anthony, do you think we could first go back and get my friend Orange?" said Letty

"Of course! We won't leave a friend behind" boasted Anthony, who then tried to move the MazinGetter, with no response "wait, what the heck is happening?!"

"Oh, I guess this mecha became a nightmare, I guess I need to be co-piloting here" said Letty, who took grasp of the co-pilot controls, with both of them working together the New MazinGetter started to move, and walked over to where Orange was still passed out, Anthony quickly jumped out of the MazinGetter and picked up Orange, and placed her in one of the other seats, then Anthony took the controls once more, ready to fight again"

"Now GO! MazinGetter-Z!" yelled out Anthony as he made the new mecha start flight into the air.

Title: Re: Mecha RPG - Recollection of a Solar War (Story Thread)
Post by: Hello Purvis on September 09, 2009, 12:27:14 PM

As Trie Noir approaches and Ophelia gets chased off.

"This-" THOOM! "-wasn't one-" WHOOMP! "-our better ideas!" Cries Kisume, as she jerks the controls to and fro, trying to slide among and between the Terran and Lunar Corp forces. As one would logically expect, no one had taken particularly well to the Gensokyoan mecha trying to sidle between their ranks and disable them. Had Eel Force been less agile, or the two forces less occupied with each other, there would be no doubt that the nachtmare would have been reduced to slag already. As it stands, there are more enough frames on either side willing to take pot shots at Eel Force, and at the present range, it is not difficult to connect.

"It wasn't my idea!" says Rumia brightly, as she fires upon a Luna Corp frame drawing too close with a beam sabre.

In turn, Eel Force has managed deeply into both the opposing forces, disabling melee units that get too close with its fins while Rumia has more than enough targets to fire upon freely. That, combined with the attacks upon their recon units, has served to make the battle all the more chaotic and disorganized.

"Shut up!" Kisume says, as she pulls the nachtmare into a upwards position. "I'm getting us out of here!" A couple snipers, noting this change in position, anticipate that Eel Force is about to take to the air and start to organize to shoot it from the sky. Instead, however, it changes back into Bucket Force, coasting upward a little. Two nearby Terran Units strike at it with axes, but against the significantly heavier Bucket Force, the attacks are not so damaging as before. Then the boosts fire, rocketing Bucket Force past them, knocking aside a medium build Luna Corp frame, and bowling over a couple of light frames dueling.

"Look out!" Shizuha cries as they emerge from the melee and find themselves hurtling straight at Trie Noir.

"Ah hell!" Kisume cries, jerking hard on the controls and flying just over Trie Noir's head, missing it by less than a yard.

"This is Red," Shizuha says, contacting Trie Noir, "Please accept our apologies for that. I hope we didn't spook you too bad. Oh, and it seems our friend in the faerie mech is having problems of his own. Over~"

"Wait, what?" asks Kisume as she pulls Bucket Force into a loop. "I was counting on that back-up!"

Meanwhile, Trie Noir finds that in the wake of Bucket Force's exit, and its own movement toward the battle, it has attracted a great deal more attention, while a few other units take to the air to chase after Bucket Force.

Title: Re: Mecha RPG - Recollection of a Solar War (Story Thread)
Post by: Caber Knight Etch-A-Sketch on September 10, 2009, 04:04:31 AM

(O-O-C: alright, I'm going to try my hand at naming this an episode for easier reference...)

Episode 5: Battle at the Core, Two Aces face one.


The brilliant glare of the Great Mana core lit up the battle between the Twilight Moon and the Dancing Whirlwind. All the time, Aria was shouting out what Forte thought was nonsense. After all, wasn't it Aria who ended the relationship in the first place? The battle was so intense that the surrounding MFC units in the area were obliterated.


Meanwhile, on the LC Carriar Dao Sutai...


"It looks like New Moon is having trouble with an enemy frame. Waxing Moon, launch and assist New Moon."

"Roger that, Dao Sutai. Beginning mission now." The Overthrusters roared as the X-LSM 15 Nightwing soared into the battle. Smiling, Lazuras muttered to himself, "Let's try this 7 Generals thing out...". Slashing a Terran Frigate in half, the Nightwing continued on towards the Avalon...


Meanwhile, back in the battle...


The sensors on everyone's Nightmares rang out as an unidentified Frame was closing in on the Palace. The eerie blue light from the Warp Swords flashed as the Nightwing made a bee-line towards the Palace, clipping the Noble White in the progress.

The sensors in the Twilight Moon began blaring as another Frame bursted into the room holing the Great Mana Core.

"This is Waxing Moon to New Moon, I'm here to assist you."

"New Moon to Waxing Moon, roger. We need to rip the enemy frame appart and extract the captive pilot."

"What the hell?!? I told you, I'm no--"

"Understood, New Moon. Commencing extraction process" The Warp Swords shone brighter as energy was pumped into the swords.

"Be careful! I have no idea what that new Frame can do! I'm still analyzing it! Hold out as long as you can!" Alice said frantically.

"Understood!" Marisa switched to the allied channels. "This is Marisa calling any Nightmare units available! We need assistance in the Mana Core room! I repeat, we need assistance in the Mana Core Room! Please be cautious, two unidentified Lunar Frames are in the area!"

Title: Re: Mecha RPG - Recollection of a Solar War (Story Thread)
Post by: Gappy on September 10, 2009, 03:46:18 PM

Civilian Surveyor Ship Amaterasu, High Mars Orbit, Behind Deimos, 5.50 PM, Day1

?What?s the word from the ground?? Reimu asked mission control onboard the Amaterasu.

?Wide-spread jamming on all frequencies.? Yamame reported from her mission control station in one corner of the multi-deck command bridge of the Civilian Surveyor Cruiser, Amaterasu. ?We can?t reach our teams on the ground. Our scanners are only picking up lots of haphazard activity around the Borroughsbury palace and the hangar bays.?

?Tch?we can?t launch without confirmation that at least Yukari is safe?? Reimu gritted her teeth as she tightened her grasp around her pilot controls.

?Wouldn?t she be able to gap out?? Yamame asked.

?Based on these mana readings?? Reimu?s co-pilot Linker, Sanae, began. ??Avalon?s mana core?s is going critical. The ambient mana levels within the Avalon wouldn?t allow for gapping or any other mana-based abilities.?

"We have the flare! I repeat! We have the flare! Yukari's been liberated! I repeat. Yukari's been liberated!" Daiyousei reported.

?Then we?ve got the all green for mission launch.? Reimu nodded over at Sanae. ?Tch?making us wait almost a full half hour in our cockpits?? She muttered, flicking a few switches and typing over a holographic panel as the engines whined up into a low hum.

?All systems are confirmed green.? Sanae gave her a nervous smile in return as she tapped her fingers across a holographic panel. ?Nachtmare Hisou Tenkou is all go for launch.?

?Hisou Tenkou is go for launch on linear catapult 1. Linear catapult is now charging, please wait warmly until it?s ready?.? Yamame announced. Raw energy crackled all around their nacht as the linear catapult was lit up by coursing energy. ?Opening launch hatch 1 and 2.? A curtain of light rose, dispelling the shadows within the cockpit and their faces as the hatch slid open to reveal the sun just as it was setting over the edge of the red planet. Reimu and Sanae squinted for a brief moment before their optical computers dimmed the light reception. They felt a tremor run through their nacht as the restraint locks on the nacht?s back and shoulders were released, letting their nacht float in the magnetic field generated by the linear catapult?s mass driver units.

?This is Heartbreak! Confirming go for launch, Armpits!? Koishi trilled cheerfully from her nachtmare, the Heartbreaker, as her nacht was readied for sortie inside the second linear catapult.

?We?re the Hoshigami!? Reimu corrected, tersely. Sanae simply sweat-dropped nervously. ?At least get that right!?

?Heartbreaker is go for launch on linear catapult 2. Now charging linear catapult.? Yamame announced. ?Hoshigami, you?re clear for launch. I repeat, you?re clear for launch. Happy hunting. Heartbreaker, you?re go for launch behind Hoshigami. God speed.?

?Kami?s already with us. Hoshigami, launch!? Reimu declared, as the linear catapult?s hum reached a crescendo.

?Ittekimasu!? Sanae said, grasping her controls tight. The cockpit shook, the hexagonal patch of space outside quickly enlarged, as the Nachtmare was shot down the linear catapult and out into the darkness of space outside.

?Whooohoooo!? Koishi cheered as her Heatbreaker spiraled out alongside Reimu?s Hoshigami.

?C-calm down, Koishi!? Koishi?s linker and dear sister, Satori, gasped. ?Ulp?I think I?m going to throw??

?We?ve barely just started! That was only 3Gs!? Koishi laughed.

?Prismbuster squadron!? Layla called out over the radio as her own nachtmare was loaded into the linear catapult, just as it was only cooling down from Reimu?s shot. ?What is our job?!?

?RAH RAH RAH!? Merlin roared. Rin giggled in the Linker seat behind her.

??whatever?? Lyrica sighed. Mystia similarly sighed behind her.

?Ufufufufu~?? Lunasa chuckled in a rather sinister tone. Her Linker, Yuka, merely smiled happily?or gloated, if the shadows are right.

?U-umm?C-Cielo Cello?l-linear c-catapult 1?? Akyu was almost in tears as she tried to prep the nacht for launch.  ?H-help!? She squeaked.

?Prismbuster squadron, you?re clear for launch.? Yamame said. ?Linear catapult is all green. God speed.?

?LAUNCH!? Layla roared.

?Whooooot!? Merlin roared as her nacht, the Genocide Trumpet, shot out into the abyss alongside Layla?s, the Cielo Cello.

?Why me??? Lyrica sighed in despair as her nacht, the Piano Forte, was loaded into the catapult. ??I?m gonna die??

?I don?t wanna die! Not here! Not with you!? Mystia shouted. ?Now chin up and eyes forwards.?

?Ufufufu?just as planned?? Lunasa steepled her fingers before her face as the catapult charged up around her nacht, the Violent Violin.

?Indeed?? Yuka nodded, with her usual amiable smile.

?Ulp?Our mission?s to?secure Yukari, repel the invaders and save Avalon, or, if all else fails?we?ulp?help with the evacuation.? Satori tried to read the mission objectives through her vertigo. The Prismbuster squadron consisting of four nachts, piloted by the four prismrivers and their Linkers,

?All right.? Reimu nodded as they rounded the moon of Deimos behind which the Amaterasu was hidden?to come upon a battlefield riddled with laser fire, tracers, missiles, and huge fiery balls of fire. ??everyone, battle formations. Koishi, on me.?

??aaaa?aaa?.aa?a?.? Akyu?s face was as white as a sheet.

?TONIGHT?.WE DINE AT ORIN?S!? Layla roared.

?RAAAAAAAAH!? Merlin was practically leaping in her seat.

?10?20?30 solar frames inbound?? Satori reported. ?They haven?t noticed us yet.?

?Mwahahaha!? Layla turned her radio to broadcast on all frequencies, before popping in ?Promise? by Kohmi Hirose AKA the ?Get Down song?. ?LISTEN UP! THOSE OF YOU WHO DON?T WANNA DIE, GET?DOWN?!?

?...? Reimu facepalmed royally as all the enemy frames in the area spun around to face them.


Inside the palace, by the evacuation shelters, Borroughsbury Palace, Avalon Haven, 6.08 PM, Day 1

Another loud kaboom shook the entire palace to its roots, causing more loose dust and plaster to rain down on the shrieking and crying dignitaries who were piling into the handy shelter pods destined for one of the evacuation transport shuttles down below.

?Keep it moving, ladies and gents.? Tenshi said, shepherding the dignitaries towards the shelter doors. ?No pushing. Ladies and the elderly first please. No, Mr. Emperor, you?re not a woman?.and you?re only 25?no, that?s hardly adulthood, let alone elderly. Back of the line, please.?

"Why're the marines pulling backs?" Suwako asked, looking out a rather smashed window frame at the Martian military transport dropships dusting off and flying back to the frigate GransShario above.

"The cucumber beer calls..." Trent murmured ominously as he peeked out from inside a nearby wardrobe, assault rifle at the ready. "Blood and ice cream shall be spilt soon. Nobody wants to be here when the great god of corn descends to have his feast of warrior snails and ballet-dancing whales on a stick.?

"They're planning on destroying the palace, one way or another." Yukari said, joining Suwako at the window. "...I was hoping that having their marines there would mean they weren't planning on doing that anytime soon...." She sighed. ?Oh well, the palace itself is no big loss, but the people inside??

"Does that mean I get to cause ruckus with much blowing ups?" Trent asked, excited, as he slithered snake-like across the ground with his assault rifle. "Possibly with a toy hammer and a nuclear balloon? You know, before the god of corn brings down his rain of popcorn upon?"

"I'm surprised you're worried about a few polished brasses biting the dust." Tenshi said, interrupting, as she joined them in the corner, well away from all the other dignitaries who were too busy trying to save themselves to care.

"If only to keep overly 'sharp' people such as yourself from accusing me of committing something utterly pointless, then yes." Yukari said.

?Hey, the pink corduroy wants its accordion back. The sheriff of east banana is going to eat it for breakfast before performing his millennial salutations to the great space emperor penguin and his peanut of doom.? Trent said, peeking out from behind a pillar and pointing out at the battle unfolding far in the distance. ??.is that a pair of flying beavers in pajamas??

?Do beavers give out plasmas for jets?? Suwako asked. ?I think that?s a violations of animal rights, yep.?

?Animal rights?!? Trent blinked, as he ducked under a table and peeked out suspiciously at a flapping tapestry. ?My pickles don?t have toilets and animals have rights?!?

?Funny. I?m actually starting to believe you had nothing to do with this.? Tenshi scoffed. ?When you obviously did! It was so convenient! Too convenient! For the MFC to show up right there and then with all of us gathered! Nobody but us knew about the meeting! Somebody spoke!?

?And it was definitely not I.? Yukari said. ?Gensokyo has no military force. We already have our hands full dealing with the corporations, let alone dealing with you lot! Besides, there were ambassadors from the Holy Empire of Yamato in there. Would we, a vassal state, attack our own Emperor??

Holy Empire of Yamato
All sanctuaries once part of Japan are now independent vassal states under a head state, the Holy Empire of Yamato. Other sanctuaries other than Gensokyo under the Imperial rule include . However, there is much political turmoil within the Empire, due to corporation influence and thus corruption having reached the higher echelons of the government, perhaps even the Emperor himself, despite the pact of secrecy held by all sanctuaries. There is thus high tension between Gensokyo and the Empire, mostly over the Empire?s violating the pact of secrecy and getting involved with the corporations for personal profit. There are rumours that there have been many veiled attempts to oust Yukari from power orchestrated by the empire itself. However, thankfully, due to the lack of a formal government within Gensokyo and the ad-hoc mutual agreement that nobody else really gives a damn enough to lead in Yukari?s place, all such attempts have met with complete abject failure. Also, there are rumours that a lot of random outsiders dressed in thick black have been found dead lying amidst the Suzuran field lately?the Empire can?t be stooping down to assassination, could they?

?We all know you?d backstab his Royal Highness the Emperor given the chance!? Tenshi shouted, but only loud enough for Yukari to hear. ?What?s an ambassador to you?!?

?Saving them saves me a little trouble.? Yukari shrugged. ?I lead a nation now. Personal sentiments are no longer an issue.? She pointed out as she walked away to oversee the last of the dignitaries entering the last shelter.

?Ran, Chen, take care.? Yukari said, patting her aides and shikigami on the shoulders as they were about to enter the shelter doors. ?Get these people onboard the first transport off this rock.?

?B-but?w-what about Y-yukari-sama?!? Chen asked, reluctant to let go of her mistress? hand, but she had no choice as the shelter?s blast doors slowly closed in between them.

??are you still going after that??? Ran asked, a very concerned look on her face.

?Don?t worry, I?ll see you onboard the Amaterasu, if not sooner.? Yukari said, with an encouraging smile to the two. ?I promise.?

?W-wait! You?re not going after our mana cor-?? The emperor of Avalon shouted, before the door shut with a final heavy hollow sound.

?That?s the last of them.? Tenshi nodded with satisfaction as mechanical whirs from behind the door signified the shelter?s departure for the hangar bays. She then turned to survey the rest of the now partially demolished palace. ??.sad isn?t it??

?Says the person who smashes other people?s homes with earthquakes.? Yukari smirked.

?At least I don?t go around molesting every single thing I see.? Tenshi scoffed.

?It?s called spreading love.? Yukari pointed out. ?Now, if you?ll excuse me, I need to go do one last thing?? She said, turning away and leaving.

?Excuse me, ladies and gentlecuckoos?.? Trent said, peeking out from behind the chandeliers above with assault rifle in hand. ??y?see, I would prefer seeing you all back onboard Shirayuki, lest she gets lonely and starts binging on cauliflowers. Besides, I don?t want to see the palace get too messy??

?Thank you for your concern, but you best save it for whoever ends up in my way.? Yukari said, before disappearing around a corner.

?You?re serious about having him pilot?? Tenshi asked, pointing at Trent, who had begun to swing the chandelier around into a flying circle.

?He?s a good Knights.? Suwako nodded.

?Good night to you too, oh good people of the cherry pudding! Brush your teeth twice with express trains before you go to bed!? Trent called out.

?What ho! I say, what ho!? A voice boomed over a set of loudspeakers as the loud whine of Solar Frame thrusters filled the air. ?I can?t believe this! This certainly can?t be true, and yet it is!? The voice said excitedly as a silver-white Solar Frame decorated with blue landed by a huge hole in the ceiling to look down upon them, just as, up in the sky behind it, the GranShario?s base opened up to reveal its main wave motion cannon, already crackling with charging energy. 

?It?s an enemy frame!? Tenshi shouted the blindingly obvious as she rushed for the Shirayuki, which was parked nearby.

?To see you again?.? The cockpit hatch hissed open to reveal a young man with well groomed jet black hair. He looked down upon Trent, eyes burning with glee. ?Dear Trent, it?s been too long!? He spread his arms open wide, just as the main wave motion cannon suddenly erupted into a huge, spectacular ball of fire above as something shot through it, shedding plasma trailers and fire.

?Your boyfriend?? Yukari asked, raising an eyebrow.

?I only have fridgefriends.? Trent said, simply.

?Yes, I know your name?? The man said, not put off by the general lack of emotion surrounding his arrival. ?I can never forget that face.? He said, taking hold of his cockpit pilot hook and lowering himself down onto the ground before Trent. ?After that humiliation you dealt me on Europa?I?ve never forgotten??

??I?ve humiliated many people and hippos on Europa, even the planet itself!? Trent said. ??that said, I don?t remember them all?are you the one I pushed into a cess-pit before piling you with pink feathers and sending you flying over Concorda Ravine??

?You humiliated a planet?? Yukari blinked, suddenly interested. ??how??

?No.? The man said, simply, as he walked up towards Trent.

?The one I sent into lower orbit in a rubber dingy piled with earmu droppings with a hole in it?? Trent asked.

?No!? The man snapped, pulling up his sleeves.

?The one whose face I pushed into a plate of spaghetti, before I made you breath in saucy pasta through your nose?? Trent asked. ?Oh, wait, I did that to a purple bear??

?NO!? He punched Trent hard in the face, causing him stagger backwards.

??Zou. Zou Yamato Daihitenryoku.? He said. ?And you?? He pointed at Trent. ??were the first person to ever defeat me in combat. I will have you remember my name after I defeat you resoundingly in combat!?

?Hey, I?ve been defeated before, I never held a grudge.? Trent shrugged. ?So the purple swordfish ganged up with the pink hippos on me to steal my blue hamburgers?doesn?t mean I had to get back at them with my candyfloss nunchucks.?

?I challenge you to a duel!? Zou declared, .

?Trent!? Suwako ran over to Trent and slid onto her knees by him. ?Hey, that wasn?t nice!? She glared up at Zou.

The man was taken aback by Suwako?s sudden appearance. Very much so in fact. He did a double take, his eyes widening perceptibly. ?Suwako-sama?? He suddenly lowered himself to his knees and bowed. ?I have waited for so long?and finally you have answered my prayers.? He opened his arms wide. ?I have long awaited the chance to serve your cause, your??

??err?.sowwies?but?who are you??? Suwako asked, smiling nervously, sweat-dropping majorly all the while.

?Wh-what?!? Zou straightened up abruptly in surprise. ?How could you not recognize your chosen one, Suwako-sama?!?

?I am but a humble construction workers, yep.? Suwako said, nervously. ?I?m sure this is a misunderstandings, yeps.?

??m-misunderstanding??!? Zou gasped. ?N-no?i-it c-cannot be?I won?t accept that! You?ve been away from dear sweet Terra too long, Suwako-sama! I?m sure that?s the problem! Your powers have waned and your thoughts slurred! But I shall help you! I shall help you as your loyal, devoted servant!? Zou strode towards Suwako, his expression fiercely determined, his strides filled with fiery purpose.

?N-no!? Suwako squeaked, still trying to shield Trent.

?Kid, out of the way!? Trent shoved Suwako aside and leapt onto his feet. He threw a wide swing at Zou?only to miss as Zou ducked and spun around, delivering a boot to Trent?s stomach, sending him flying backwards into the ground once more.

?I?ve trained since then, Trent?more so than you have, it seems?? He spat as he grabbed a struggling Suwako around the waist and walked back.

?S-Suwako!? Tenshi gasped.

?So long, Trent. I?m afraid I?m postponing our duel indefinitely. I have an appointment with fate that just cannot be delayed!? Zou declared, as he rappelled back up to his Solar Frame with a struggling, kicking Suwako in his arms.

?What happened here?!? Yukari strode back into the room. ?I leave for 2 minutes and??

?U-ugh?.? Trent heaved as he slowly picked himself up, wiping a trail of blood from his lips. ?T-the kid??

?They took Suwako!? Tenshi shouted, leaping into Suwako?s linker seat and readjusting the settings for herself. ?Get on! I need help with this thing!?

??.no need to tell me twice?? Trent leapt into the cockpit and climbed into his own seat. ?SHIRAYUKI! MOVE!?

?Tch, you?re not leaving without me! We have a mission!? Yukari climbed into the cockpit behind him, just as the hatch hissed shut.

?She hasn?t paid my fee yet.? Trent chuckled as the engines wound up into a high-pitched whine.

?Yukari, we need to make the second to second adjustments now. We have no computers and we?re flying blind.? Tenshi said, urgently, over her typing frenzy.

??Oh my, what insanity~? Yukari giggled as she took her controls.

?Uh oh?big red elephants!? Trent shouted as the Noble White suddenly shot forwards, its terrain masters spinning wildly into the marble floors. Just then, something huge, heavy and flaming crashed through the ceiling above them.

?I-it?s that Martian ship!? Tenshi cried as the Noble White slalomed in between the falling debris, spinning and pirouetting madly through the palace under a rain of blazing fire and inferno.

?Slow down, I can?t keep up!? Tenshi gasped, manually manipulating the balancing ratios for the gyros on her left while doing rapid manual course adjustment calculations for the veneer boosters on her right. ?YUKARI!?

?How many channels can we get here?? Yukari asked, typing on her own console?s holographic screen.

?YUKARI!? Tenshi roared in frustration as they ducked under a flaming ball of wreckage.

?Just kidding, jeez. Eyes forwards.? Yukari sighed, typing rapidly. ?Oh, drawbridge?? She said, as the flaming husk of what was once the Granshario?s wave motion gun smashed through the ceiling and fell in front of them.

?The red elephant?s noble trunk! I sincerely hope it is not full of funk!? Trent cried with glee as they boosted into the falling flaming cylinder of the gun and flew spiraling through it before somehow coming out the other side safely with only a few scratches to show for it.

?Wait! Wait! It?s a wall!? Tenshi shouted, pointing at the solid wall ahead of them.

?I see the liiiiiiiiiiiiight!? Trent roared?

?.before they smashed through the wall, out into the open.

?Phew?? Tenshi sighed in relief as the terrain masters kicked in upon landing in the palace grounds outside. ?Now, where is???

?MILKSHAKE!? Trent shouted into the sky, at Zou?s Solar Frame?.which was?

?He?s chargin? his lazah!? Yukari pointed out. Sure enough, it had a huge, nasty looking cannon leveled at the palace and the Granshario?s burning remains. It was the sort of cannon that screamed mass destruction, cool mass destruction. And it was indeed charging.

??you did not just say that?? Tenshi facepalmed.

?I will get?? Trent began?

?before they were all blinded by a huge flash of radiant white light which swept over them with the force of a tsunami?

The cockpit shook violently as the external feed turned into hazy static, before a huge tremour ran through it as it fell facing skywards. The ground beneath them rocked with a ferocity even Tenshi, celestial ward of earthquakes, has never experienced.

It was dark inside the cockpit when the tremours finally stopped.

??.are we dead?? Tenshi?s voice ventured.

?Not yet, no, unfortunately.? Yukari?s voice replied.

?I smell a fart that isn?t mine.? Trent said.

?Shut up, moron.? Tenshi muttered.

?It was the hippo, it must be.? Trent replied.

?External feed back in 3?2?1?.? Tenshi announced, before the screens blinked back on, showing the Kawashiro Heavy Industries logo, before proceeding to show the outside world?.

?which was now a flaming, charred crater. The palace, and the town immediately adjacent to it, had been vapourized clean. All that was left was a huge, gaping hole where the palace once was?

?.which was more a huge access tunnel, lined with metal girders, its rim a pile of molten slag?

?The mouth to the deep bowels of the giant worm king?.? Trent murmured, ominously. ?The worm king has eaten its fill, leaving behind naught but the bitter black hyenas, starved of their pineapples.?

??this is terrible?? Tenshi surveyed the destruction around her. ??I hope?nobody was left in the town??

?All Nachtmares not currently involved in evacuating the citizens, follow the Noble White. We have a situation.? Yukari said into the emergency radio. ?Now go.? She gestured at the hole.

??go where?? Trent asked.

?In there.? Yukari nodded at the hole. "The Avalon Core where the Main Mana Core is held is down there!"

??where all the green ninja kittens are going?? Trent asked.

?Suwako?s down there.? Yukari added.

?Oh, payday!? Trent revved up the engines and flew in.

?he wasn?t the only one, as a huge horde of Lunarian, Terran, and Martian units, standards and aces alike, were racing for the tunnel as well?

Title: Re: Mecha RPG - Recollection of a Solar War (Story Thread)
Post by: Hello Purvis on September 10, 2009, 06:12:15 PM

"Alright," says Kisume, as she eyes the frames flying toward Bucket Force, "Let's get read- Hey, why are they turning-"

Shizuha straightens in her her seat, eyes widening. "Green, land now!"

"Wh-okay..." says Kisume, forcing the nachtmare to the ground as the Terran and Martian frames double back to do the same.

FOOM!

The ground shakes, and debris flies through the air. Several chunks slams into Bucket Force's rather armored underside. The cockpit shakes violently as the force the explosion sends the mecha that skidding a good three or four yards down the cobblestone road it landed on. Rumia screams at the top of her lungs, grabbing onto her seat restraints, while Kisume braces her knees against the edges of her bucket ducks down while throwing her hands over her head. Shizuha simply closes her eyes and waits, though a sharp eye would note she clutches to the armrests rather fiercely.

"Red, what the...?" says Kisume, her voice trailing off as the drama settles.

"That capital ship just fell on the palace," says Shizuha. "There are escape pods all over the place."

"It's g-gone?" says Rumia. "Every-ryone's dead?"

Shizuha shakes her head, as she sets to checking a few things. "I can't say, dear. But there is a comms from Yukari." She patches Yukari's message through as Kisume picks Bucket Force up off the ground.

"Let's go," says Kisume as she turns the nachtmare around, shifts it into Crow Force, and fires the boosters to send it rocketing toward the crater. "We'll just have to hope they're distracted enough with their own to let us fall back properly! Is Trie Noir alright?"

"Finding out as soon as I can," Shizuha says, as she hails Trie Noir, "This is Red, are you alright? We're falling back before the enemies can reorganized. Over~"

Title: Re: Mecha RPG - Recollection of a Solar War (Story Thread)
Post by: Gappy on September 10, 2009, 07:51:15 PM

Recollections of a Solar War - Chapter 2 - Leaving the Past for the Future
Co-post written by Xan, Theorist, and MTG, with added dialogue, narrative and details by MTG. There will be another co-post soon with Jan and Purvis included.

Inside the access tunnel towards the Avalon mana core, 6.15 PM, Day 1

"Shirayuki-chaaan!" Suwako cried out from where she was tied into the the solar frame's backseat. "Shiraayukiiii-chaaaaaan!" She cried herself hoarse.

"Please, Suwako-sama!" Zou pleaded. "You will see the wisdom in these actions soon! I assure you!"

"Shirayuki-chan....Shirayuki-chan...." Suwako sniffled. Everything, everything ever since she left earth had only been one bad turn after another...but at the very least she always had her dearest friend and companion, Shirayuki-chan....even when she was at her darkest hour she could be glad knowing that Shirayuki was alive and waiting to rescue her...

...but now....

She saw the land lit up....

...She saw the palace disappear in in a blinding flash of light, Shirayuki with it...

...and now she couldn't feel Shirayuki....

...Is she all right? Was Shirayuki dead?

"This is RAI! We're going for the mission objective, the core. All wings form up behind me and cover our ingress." He ordered his wingmen.

"Yes sir!" His Zero-ARCs commandos replied as two Zero ARCs squadrons formed up behind him.

"Shirayuki-chan...." Suwako's eyes brimmed with tears, as she reached out once more for the elusive beat of the mana core. "Please...please! Trent! Protect her! TRENT! TREEEEEENT!"

"Sir! We've got pursuers!" One of the Zero ARC commandos reported.

"WHAT?!" Zou looked down at the unidentified signal on his screen, before calling on screen the rear-view camera feeds and zooming in on a rapidly approaching spec....

"...that hunk of junk!" He cried in surprise. "TRENT!"

"TRENT! SHIRAYUKI-CHAN! TREENT!" Suwako cried tears of sheer relief and happiness. "You're alives, yeps!"

"Nobody runs off with my payday and gets away with it! Not even the blue cheese!" Trent cried.

"On our right! Martian frame inbound!" Tenshi shouted.

"Nobody gets in my way either! Not even peanuts waltzing with Matilda!" Trent cut the boosters and came up level with the martians before spinning around in midair and smashing a pile bunker into is body, stealing its rifle, and tossing it into another martian mech, causing them to bounce off each other and into walls.

A voice chimed in over the emergency comunicator, "Hello, is Yukari Yakumo there?"

"Hmm?" Yukari looked over at the emergency communicator. "Yes, this is Yukari Yakumo onboard the Noble White, who is this, over?"

"Nobody, not even you green kittens will stand in the way between me and my payday!" Trent roared as he slammed his pile-bunker through an unfortunate terran mech, pinning it into a wall. Sparks exploded as it skidded along the walls, shedding bits of metal and armour, before it exploded in a fiery fireball.

"Y-yukari!?" an unknown female voice exclaimed.  Seems like wherever it was coming from had left their comm systems on "broadcast".  "Nathanial!  Aim for the white mech!"

"Um... R-r-right, Yorihime!" replied a male voice.  "Uh... Ah, let's try this... INAZUMA KIIIIIIICK!" From the skies hurtled an unidentified white mech that didn't seem to match to any known designs, aiming an electrified kick at the Noble White.

"....somebody's coming at us..." Tenshi said, blinking in disbelief.

"I'll just turn it into many little bits of cheese pixies!" Trent said. "Just like the others!"

"...this one's not like the others..." Tenshi said, sweatdropping.

"How so?" Trent asked.

"....it's....trying to flying-kick us..." Tenshi said.
 
"Yeah! Hotblood!" Yukari nodded with approval.

"Hmmm...?" Trent flicked the boosters a bit, causing them to side-step the kick...which connected with an unfortunate Martian heavy mech, ramming it into the walls of the tunnel.

"You know, I always wondered why in animes the poor enemies can never avoid such simple wide attacks..." Yukari mused.

"YUUUUUKAAAAARIIIIII!" yelled the female voice.  "Stop dodging like a coward!  Stand still and take the hit!"

"...it's the big orange vulture's fault. I'm sure of it." Trent said, raining tracers on another Lunarian mecha.

"That... That's..." Somehow, it was obvious the owner of the male voice was facepalming right now.

"....that voice..." Yukari blinked. "Hmmm...nobody else could hold the 'I' in my name for so long..." 

"...before shouting out something so stupid.." Tenshi added.

"...it's that Lunarian brat..." They both sighed in stereo.

"Brat!?  I'll show you... Nathanial!  Use the sword, now!" The female voice demanded.

"Fine, fine..." The unknown white mech drew a large sword handle, from which erupted a massive blade of pink light red energy...  "SWORD OF LUNARIA!" ...With which it slashed at the Noble White.

"Incoming....pink sword..." Yukari and Tenshi facepalmed majorly. "Please...Mr. Moron...if we get hit by that, I don't think we can live it down, even in hell..." Tenshi pleaded.

"It... It's not pink, it's light red!" insisted the male voice, half-heartedly.

A few switches being flicked could be heard over the communicator as the person on the other end limited the broadcast to Yukari's frequency. "I'm hearing combat sounds. Are you alright over there?" The previous mystery person asked.

"Do we LOOK alright?!" Tenshi shouted into the communicator as Trent raised a laser pile driver to counter the blade, before swinging around and aiming the rifle in the other hand at the Lunablade's face.

"...Maybe we can talk this over?  Um... R-right, Yorihime?" The male voice, apparently named Nathanial, managed to evade the gunfire with a quick, painful looking head-twist.

"I don't know, I can't see you!" The mystery person from before shouted.

"NO!  Yukari must die!" Yorihime declared.

"Can I have co-ordinates please?" Mystery boy asked, very, very politely. Infuriatingly so.

"It's a tunnel! There's only one way down! And there's only one battered construction nachtmare in it!" Tenshi shouted in exasperation. "Doh...don't you Gensokyo people load up nachtmare data into ALL your nachts?!"

"You seem to be under some mis-impressions. That said, I'm on my way." Mr. Mystery said.

"Look, Yorihime, fighting will get us nowhere right now.  I mean, this might not even be Yukari's fault... Right?" Nathanial was half-pleading now.

"Of course it is!  Who else would do something like this!?" Yorihime pointed out.

The duo in the Lunablade began bickering like a pair of children.

"Should be there in another minute. Just hold on." Mr. Mystery said.

"Look, how about this..." the male voice said as the Lunablade sliced an attacking mech in two.  "We help Yukari fight for now, and later we can ask her what's going on.  Is that okay?"

"...Fine."  Yorihime replied, before muttering under her breath, "She'll probably lie, though..."

"Hey, Ms. Middle-age. Kero-chan's kinda envious of how popular you are." Trent said to Yukari, indicating his beloved froggy towel. All the while, the Noble White spun around, dodging and barely grazing through the torrent of bullets and lasers from the Zero ARCs squadrons below.

"Why, thank you, Kero-chan." Yukari nodded, pleased, sifting through a dozen different operatives at the same time. "We simply must have tea sometime. I'll tell you all about this spoiled Lunarian princess who..." She began as the Noble White spun around to cross swords with a Lunarian mech, energy blade on laser pile driver.

"Who're you calling spoiled!?" Yorihime yelled over the intercom, as the Lunablade struck down the Noble White's enemy from behind.

"Oh, I wasn't speaking about you..." Yukari giggled teasingly.

"Y-y-you..." the Lunarian began, but she was cut off by the male voice.  "Just ignore her, Yorihime... She's just trying to wind you up..."

"Alright, in position. Who do you want me to shoot.?" Mr. Mystery asked.

"Whoever you are, please shoot the nachtmare beside us." Yukari said with glee.

"Yukari! NO!" Tenshi shouted. "No shooting at allies! Bad Sukima! Bad!"

"B-but...oh fine.." Yukari sighed.

 "No, pink hippo, they're not trying to steal our blue hamburgers this time. The milkshake's making away with our payday! This is serious business! This is unprecedented serious affair!" Trent shouted at thin air as the Noble White skewered another enemy frame with its pile driver and spun it around for use as a shield against the fire from below.

 "...Nathanial, what IS that man talking about?" Yorihime shifted the focus of her irritation as Lunablade shifted from target to target, striking them all down with the Sword of Lunaria.

"I... I really don't think that's important..." muttered Nathanial.

"Look, times a wasting, who should I be firing at?" Mr. Mystery asked.

"Anybody who's not in a nachtmare." Tenshi said. "Vapourize them!"

"Affirmative." Mr. Mystery said. A laser blasted down the tunnel, blowing a large hole through the center of one of the enemy mechs.

"Holy Mother Izanami, what was that?!" Tenshi gasped.

"A laser sniper. One shot, one kill" Mr. Mystery said. Another shot was fired, this time from somewhere much closer. Another frame exploded.

"Impressive..." Nathanial noted under his breath, whilst his mech sliced through yet another enemy frame.

"Identify yourself, mystery person, over." Yukari said into the communicator, as the Noble White was blasted backwards by a well-aimed shock-impacter melee punch from a Terran mech. "Akh!" She gasped as the cockpit shook violently from the impact.

"You disturb...my zuchinis?!" Trent demanded, as he righted the nachtmare in mid-air before ramming its terrain-masters into the walls of the tunnel. Sparks burst out from its terrain masters as it sped around the walls, boosters flaring, as it spiralled down with guns blazing at its attacker.

"You hired me, if you recall. Sean Alistaire, mercenary." Mr.Mystery wasn't a mystery any longer!

Another voice chimed in over the communicator "Hi Yukariiiii~"

"Oh no...you did NOT bring the blackhole with you!" Tenshi pointed an accusing finger at Yukari.

"...Blackhole!?  Is this some kind of secret Gensokian superweapon!?" accused an annoyed princess.

"No, no, no, I've been dealing with Yuyu's eating habits, I swear!" The voice of mystery man, presumably Sean now, said.

"Hello Yuyu-chaan~" Yukari replied happily. They both giggled like schoolgirls over the radio.

"Act your age, you two..." Tenshi sighed, defeated.

"If you're talking about the one and only rampaging banana turtle of Good Tonsils, then yes, it is a secret superweapon, built by a conspiracy of armed peanuts who..." Trent began as the Noble White spiralled around on the walls like a mad gekko high on prozac.

Another mech was blown up. The beam eminated from right behind the Noble White this time.

"I KNEW IT!  I knew you'd been working on some superweapon to wipe out Lunaria!" screamed Yorihime.  "...Wait, what?  What are you babbling on about!?"

Sean patched into the Lunablade's com frequence. "Yuyu's not a weapon. Well, I guess she might eat you out of house and home..."

"...See, they don't have any superweapon with them.  Stop overreacting to everything Yukari says, Yorihime."  Another mech was bifurcated by the massive energy blade.

"...I still say she's up to something..." Yorihime muttered.

"Hah, two of them even seem to be lining up for me. Perfect!" Sean said excitedly. Another beam blew through two frames. This time it seemed to be coming from somewhere over near one of the walls of the tunnel.

"The annoying bugs are getting closer..." Zou muttered, picking up more IFF signals on his radar. "Wait...Geist...?! SEAN ALISTAIRE?! ...but you're dead! I killed you!" Zou sputtered in surprise. More lasers fired down the tunnel in reply.

"Heh, now that frame looks familiar. Let's see you hit me now." Sean grinned.

"That you, Alistaire?" Zou asked, opening up a direct communication link to Sean.

"Oh, so I was right. Odd seeing you here." Sean said.

"What a day...so many chance meetings...and seeing a ghost too..." Zou smirked. "Well, don't worry, I shall lay you to rest properly soon enough."

Title: Re: Mecha RPG - Recollection of a Solar War (Story Thread)
Post by: Jana on September 10, 2009, 08:08:57 PM

Just after dueling Anthony, top of the GranShario

I... I failed, didn't I? He's not coming home... No. I have to... Ag... As his last thoughts wandered off, Jan thought he was beginning to black out. He had some surprising strength and stamina in his small body, but even he couldn't take a punch like that without some major damage.

"How can you.. Still stand?" Struggling to keep his consciousness, Jan struggled to his knees, and watched in confusion and horror as Anthony ran back to his machine, intent on stopping the GranShario's charging cannon.

"Stop! Anthony!" Jan shouted, even though he knew it was futile. Crawling back to his machine, Jan climbed back into his cockpit and started up his systems.

[-Are you there, Leader? I repeat, they're attacking civilian interests-] Recognizing the voice of Dakka 2, Jan blanched even more at the realization that Anthony had been correct the entire time. Shaking his head, Jan tried to clear out the fuzzy pain and focus.

"Dakka 2, this is Dakka Leader. I read. What's the situation on the rest of our unit?"

[We've stayed low until receiving further orders, sir! I don't think they've spotted us.]

"Anthony was right, then... Listen! He's moving to stop the GranShario's cannon. We're going to stop the machines of the other corporations. The other Martians remaining are damaged and few in number, so we'll justhave to hope that those defenders can handle it."

[Sir...You know that we would ight our comrades if you gave us the-]

"No! I need you guys to be able to keep fighting. If I get you labeled as traitors, we'll all face the firing squad. besides, I'm looking at the wreckage below... I think those guys can handle themselves. Now, the GranShario is probably going to take and some damage, and I'm too close. I'll resume communications when I'm safe. Spread the word to the other members of the Brigade."

---

Just after Anthony's Getter Shine Spark and crash

Jan watched as Anthony's mech smoked down to the ground from below. He had managed to fly off the ship and land near enough to see without taking damage. However, even after the broken cannon crashed into the ground, Jan recognized a point of light off in the distance. Is that... the Yamato No Hikari?

"This is Dakka Leader to all units! Get ready for combat!"

Jan managed to get his message out just before the recognized enemy fired its weapon, blowing a huge tunnel into the ground. "Heh... Zou, you've just made my job easier... You arrogant punk."

[Hey, Leader... Was that the Yamato no Hikari?]

[Damn right it was... How the hell did that bastard get here?]

[I've only seen it in simulations... Can we really-]

"We're not taking him on, at least not yet. He's created a direct path for everyone we need to fight, meaning we only need to hold that one point. Get ready, team... We're making our stand there."

Title: Re: Mecha RPG - Recollection of a Solar War (Story Thread)
Post by: Hello Purvis on September 11, 2009, 12:04:31 AM

"You can't kill what you can't see, Zou," says Sean, "Besides, worry about yourself. You're in my sights."  He fires off a shot at the Daihitenryoku's arm. Before the laser could blow off his arm, the Daihitenryoku countered with a dazzlingly fast katana slash, deflecting the laser straight into an incoming Martian mech, which crashed into the walls and exploded in a brilliant fashion.

The Noble White skids under the flaming wreckage bouncing along the tunnel walls before spinning back upright to gut another Terran mecha in two with its pile bunker.

"Trent! You persistent little..." Zou reverses his boosters and aimed a katana slash at the Noble White.

"Incoming cucumber milkshake!" Trent manages to dodge just in time, so that only his right arm was severed along with his right shoulder veneers.

A voice, amplified to the point that the loudspeaker squeals just a tad, echos from above. "GETTA TOMAHAWK" Yells out Anthony as MazinGetter's descends into the fray, drawing out the Getta Tomahawk, and boosts towards Zou.

"Nathanial, that seems to be the enemy leader..." notes Yorihime as she observes Zou.

"Hmmm, yes... Well, only one thing for it then..." The Lunablade hefts its mighty energy blade and charges straight for Zou's frame.

Zou stabbs the Getta Tomahawk through the center with one katana, spins it around him a few times, maintaining then speeding up its momentum, using it to deflect the Lunablade's energy blade, before launching the tomahawk flying at the Noble White. But just as this happened, Suwako gives Zou's pilot seat a sharp kick in the back, causing the shot to go off by just a bit, ending up only slashing off the other arm off the Noble White.

Another laser shot out at Zou, this time from behind, and barely grazed his frame. Inside the cloaked Wiederauferstehung Falter, Yuyuko looked worriedly at Sean "We're not going to be able to keep the cloak up for much longer"

"I know, damnit, just keep it on for as long as possible." Sean said.

Then a Martain frame, riding heavily on its boosters, takes aim at Noble White's engines. A moment later, a distictive "Fweem" noise echoes from upwards, as a greenish beam tears into its rockets and forces it to land. "This is Red," comes the voice of Shizuha on the Gensokyoan Comms channel, "Are we too late? Over~"

"Dammit! If the Tomahawk won't work, then Suck on my Rocket punch!" Yelled out Anthony firing the MazinGetter's rocket punch at Zou's mech

Within Noble White, Tenshi says,"Oy...we're unarmed..." while looking side to side at the two sparking stumps where arms once were.

Meanwhile, the Lunablade was moving ever closer to Zou's mech.  It lifted it's blade high, and... "SWORD OF LUNARIA!  DEATH STRIKE!" ...Brought it crashing down towards him.

"They're not answering," says Shizuha to Bucket Force's pilot.

The Daihitenryoku chose that moment to stab its katana through the Noble White's chest, before raising it for use as a meat-shield against Lunablade's strike and the Mazingetter rocket punch. The Noble White's cockpits burst open as the Lunablade's and the Mazingetter's strikes hit it in the back. A rather mad-looking Trent burst out from inside, propelled by the impact, a stolen sword of hisou in hand. He ran along the stabbed katana and the Daihitenryoku's arm with a scream of "MIIIILKKKKKKKSHAAAAAAAAAAKKEEEEEEEE!" before leaping at its cockpit hatch.

With a maddened grin, he stabs through the hatch with the force of that way well rival an earthquake, shattering it into bits, exposing an enraged and horrified Zou and an excited happy Suwako to the rushing air.

The Mazingetter's rocket punch hit the impaled Noble White, and bounced off, the MazinGetter quickly flew up and reattached the arm. "Dammit, I can't get anything at him, he just blocks or avoids it, I need something to pierce through!" yelled out Anthony.

"Well, there's one weapon left over from the old nightmare" said Letty, bringing up the weapon list on one of the monitors, one of the weapons looked unfamilar to Anthony.

"There's no time for organizing!" Kisume, annoyed with the lack of response from their allies, as Noble White is impaled. Shifting into the distinctive heavily-armored shape of Maple Force, Team Bucket moves to join the fray. Kisume boosts around Daihitenryoku and jams its sword at the frame's side.

"Kisume be careful!" Shizuha cries, "There's a person on the outside of that thing!"

"Oh no you don't!" Zou shouted, deflecting the Maple Force's blade just in time, causing the the Maple Force to ram into it through sheer heavy momentum. Before Trent could reach out for Suwako, the shock from the Maple force sends him flying backwards off the Daihitenryoku.

"NO! NOT THE RED BUFFALOS AND THEIR ACCURSED LAMBAAAAADAAAAAAAAAAAA!" Trent roared as he was thrown backwards.

"MORON!" Tenshi shouted after him...but the Noble White wasn't fast enough to catch him.

"Damnit, I can't fire with all these idiots in the way!" Sean muttered.

"What is that maniac doing?" Kisume asks, as Bucket Force draws back, then turns its attention to a set of Terran Mechas coming up behind them. They watched as Trent fell back past their cockpit.

"Bein' awesome!" Rumia says as she unleashs the Fweem Beam upon the Terrans.

Trent landed with with a thump atop...thin air...? "Oh damn, pull him into the cockpit before he gives away our position, Yuyu" Sean shouted, gesturing up at Trent's butt which was now pressed up against his 'windshield'. An arm reached out of thin air and pulled Trent into... somewhere invisible.

Anthony, taking advantage of the momentary lull in action, turns his attention toward his newly remade machine's panel. "Bang Nail? Sounds like it'll pierce that sucker right through!" He yelled, upon noticing a weapon option with a catchy name. "Now! BANG NAIL"  The head of a nail popped out of the right shoulder of the MazinGetter. Anthony pulled it out; the nail being around the size of a sword on scale with a mecha.

"...By the gods, I'm surrounded by idiots," moaned Yorihime.  "Nathanial, I don't care what you do right now, just... Do something."

"As you wish..." sighed the press-ganged pilot.  "Um... Meh, it's worked so far..." Lunablade once again struck out at Zou with its sword. Zou simply spun around with his dual katanas and parried, though his parries were no longer as graceful as before. Now they were filled with raging force. "TREEEEEEEEEENT!" He roared into the air.

The other Zero-ARCs commandos moved in to protect their leaders. They were aces, true aces, and weren't about to let their leader down just like that. "They're moving to protect that damaged nacht," says Shizuha as she tracks them.

"On it," says Kisume, as she fires the boosters and moves to ram the hefty nachtmare into one of the Zero-ARCs.

"Keep moving!" Cries Shizuha as Maple Force bowls over the Zero-ARC it targeted and moves to lock swords with another.

"I know, I know!" says Kisume, whilst Rumia cries "WHUMP!" and focuses the Freem Beam on the Zero-ARC as it moves to strike Bucket Force with its free hand.

One Zero-ARC managed to ram the Lunablade into the wall. "Gah, cocky bastard!"  Nate tried to knock his attacker to the side.  "Get out the way!"

Suwako spins around in her seat, crying "TREEEEEEEENT!" grabbing the sword that had been lodged in her seat by Trent's heroics and slashing through her bindings.

"S-Suwako-sama! Get down!" Zou cried in panic. "You'll die!" Zou shouted at Suwako.

"No...Shirayuki-chan....Trent...will save me...I'm sure of it...because...Shirayuki-chan chose him..." Suwako smiled, before leaping out of her seat and into the rushing air. She spread her arms wide open, catching the torrents of air, and flying upwards. "TREEEEEEEENT!"

"Nothing can stand between me and my payday!" Trent kicked open Sean's cockpit and leapt out. "PAYDAY KID!" HE roared as he leapt for Suwako.

"Suicidal moron," Sean muttered aside to Yuyuko. "Oh well, Yuyu, I'm going to let you pilot for a moment. Just stab the damn thing once those two are out of the way."

The Trent and Suwako floated in free-fall as they fought to get closer to each other, Suwako by desperately reaching out, Trent by doing his own comical rendition of the breast-stroke. "Treeent!" Suwako cried, arms spread towards Trent.

"PAYDAY KID!" Trent shouted back, grasping for her. Their fingers missed one another's a few times, before they finally grasped one another tight. "Payday geeet!" Trent cheered.

"TRENT!" Suwako cried, pulling Trent into a tight hug, as if she was afraid of ever letting go. "I-I thought you were dead..." She cried, crying tears of relief.

"A real man never kicks the bucket..." Trent said. Kisume just happened to sneeze at that very moment. "....not even when he is swallowed hole by pickled broccoli layered in fish oil from a giant 200 meter long whale."

"Tehehehe~" Suwako giggled a little through her tears. "Silly Trent, whale aren't fish..."

"They aren't...?" Trent blinked. "Those whales lied to me!" He gasped in outrage.

"Yuyu, now!" Sean shouted. A beam sword extended itself through the Daihitenryoku's mid-section. Sean nervously fidgeted as Yuyu held the sword in place.

"SEAN!" Zou roared, kicking Sean back and slashing his katana at Sean's nachtmare. "I have no time for the likes of you! Suwako-sama! SUWAKO-SAAAMAAAAAAAAAAAA!" He called out into the rushing air.

The Noble White chose that moment to boost up behind Suwako and Trent, cockpit open. Tenshi and Yukari reached out and pulled them out of their freefall and back into the safety of the nacht. Then Trent caught the Clap from a free-floating virus. With a silent hiss, it sealed itself shut once more.

"Shirayuki-chan!" Suwako glomped her usual Linker seat. "You came for mes, yeps! And you brought Trents! I'm so happy!" She cried out through tears of joy.

"Phew, glad that's over..." Tenshi sighed, plopping back into her usual seat.

"It's far from over." Yukari muttered, darkly. "Back to your seats, people. We've got a mana core to catch!"

"Now," says Anthony, "feel the piercing strength of Justice!" and charges with the Bang Nail in hand at Zou. One of the Zero ARCs commandos managed to blast the Mazingetter's booster unit.

"Dang it we're going down Anthony!" Yelled out Letty.

"Well, if we can't get close, we'll send them a present from afar!" answered Anthony. Then the MazinGetter threw the bang nail and followed up with it's rocket punch right behind it, being the hammer for this nail. "TAKE THIS! SUPER, BANG NAIL PUNCH!" Yelled Anthony.

Unfortunately, before Anthony could attack with the nail, he was suddenly knocked aside by a mysterious red mech that came out of seemingly nowhere.

"What was that?!" screamed  Letty.

"You do know the price of treason, right?" transmitted an oddly young sounding female voice to the Mazingetter.  "Why where you firing on friendly troops?"

"You..." muttered anthony "It's you...Rouge"

"Ah, I see my reputation precedes me..." The girlish voice giggled softly.  "Now, answer my question before I lose patience with you."

"I am not the one truly betraying, I was betrayed before, being lied too, and now I see the true justice, and defeating the evil of this universe!"

"Who the hell is that one?" Cries Kisume as Rouge's mecha comes into view as she cuts into a Zero-ARC's jets.

"I'm not sure," Shizuha answers.

"Oh, really?"  Another giggle from the red mech as it ignores the chaos around it.  "And what is this "evil of the universe" you speak of?"

"The corporations, all of them! I thought Mars was the only one free of it, but I was wrong, all of them are evil! and so, I shall go on, and defeat every single one of them!" Anthony shouted.

"Who is that guy with the nail, anyways?" asks Kisume, as she dodges around a Zero-ARC's energy axe.

"He's...I'm not sure who he's with, but I think he is working with us." Shizuha answers, as Kisume cuts into the offending Zero-ARC's arm.

"He's the guy who said cool things while we were fightin' the Mars People!" says Rumia, as she aims at another Zero-ARC.

"That's guy? Huh," says Kisume as she jets back before the Zero-ARCs could swarm her, and Rumia fires upon them to hold them back.

"Now Rouge! I shall defeat you!" Yelled out Anthony, preparing to throw the nail at Rouge.

Rouge merely laughed.  "Oh, you've got spirit... I like that~" The red mech readied it's weapon, a nasty looking energy lance.

"Well, you shall be the first. To meet the power, OF MY TRUE JUSTICE!!!" Yells Anthony, who changed the Mazingetter's stance to hold the nail like a sword.

"...You do realise you sound like an idiot, right?  "Oh, oh, true justice, ultimate evil, wah wah!"  Heh."  says Rouge.  "Sakuya... You know what to do~"

"Affirmative, mistress." replied a calmer, more mature sounding voice.

"You are the foolish one, for someone who doesn't believe in these shall never achieve True Victory!" Anthony declares. Letty just facepalms, feeling a bit sorry for Anthony and feeling jealous of Orange being the one knocked out

"I don't know, I seem to be doing just fine so far~" As though it had moved instantaneously, the red mech was suddenly behind MazinGetter.  There was a light chuckle over the intercom, before it pierced the side of it's opponent with the lance.

"Dang it, boosters off line, and the tomahawk is lost" Muttered Letty.

"Don't give up like that! we can still win!" Yelled out Anthony, who then made the MazinGetter's arm swing around in a 360 degree arc, hitting Rouge that was behind them

"Hmm, that Frame that Noble White is fighting can take a beating, can't it?" Shizuha says. Rumia aims for the weapon arm of another Zero-ARC as Maple Force collided with another Zero-ARC, causing it to tumble head over heels.

"OUT OF MY WAY, SEAAAAAAAAAAN!" Zou was in a furious rage as he slashed at Sean, whose cloaking device had begun to fail.

"G-gah, too close, much to close, got to get away!" Sean gasped. Sean frantically grabbed at the controls and rapidly reversed thrust, pulling the sword out and sending the Falter zooming out of the way.

Suddenly, the tunnel widened out into a huge chamber. There, far below them, in the middle of the huge spherical chamber, sparkled the small, half-nacht-sized circular mana core that powered the entire Sanctuary.

"It's the mana core." says Yukari.

"That thing powers the Avalon?" Tenshi asked.

"Yes, and it has gone critical." Yukari said, noting the arcs of energy bursting out of it.

"The mana core!?" yelled Yorihime.  "What do you plan to do with THAT, Yukari!?"

"I'm taking it." Yukari replied to Yorihime, with a hint of glee.

"I... I can't let y-" Yori began.

"Yes we can, Yorihime.  I just... Have a feeling we should trust her for now." Nathanial said, in a calming voice.

Shizuha, in the meantime, sends out a comm to her allies. "This is Red. What is wrong with that thing? Over~"

"Bucket Force, everyone, that core is failing! Treat it with care!" Yukari shouted over the coms.

"Oh, that's Yukari!" says Shizuha. "You heard her, Green."

Title: Re: Mecha RPG - Recollection of a Solar War (Story Thread)
Post by: mad on September 11, 2009, 12:05:49 AM

Among the Martian Forces. After they stopped running and started heading for where the mana core was located.

"They're rallying?" Friendly asked.

"Maybe they decided to be good targets and stay in the fight," Medicine said.

"Whatever, let's gun them down," Friendly replied

The squad leader was the first to die.

"Damn, we're under attack!" a martian yelled

The others began evasive manuvers.

"All this dodging, be good targets and die," Medicine said.

The martians were dying one by one, till one was left.

"Damn I can't see where they're coming from" he shouted.

"Right behind you~" Medicine said

"Shiiiiiiit" was that pilot's last words.

"And now for those targets over there!" Medicine said.

And the Incubus turned towards the core.

"who enforces the "no killing escape pods rule"?" Friendly wondered as he flew through a field of escape pods.

And they were off to the battle at the core.

"Would the aces simply eject and laugh that no one dares kill them? And it would be true because of the enforcers? Why then do people fight to the death? Is this all a game? A conspiracy for the amusement for a powerful few? Is the resource war simply fiction? To be played as a mere pawn for someone's amusement...I will not stand for it. The road to victory will be long , but soon enough, I shall lay waste to my enemies. If even Gensokyo stands against me, I shall conquer this system and bring forth a new age of peace and prosperity!" he thought to himself, "well, if I cannot kill them in the pod, I must simply prevent the pods from ejecting."

With his determination fired up, he entered the chaos around the core.

Title: Re: Mecha RPG - Recollection of a Solar War (Story Thread)
Post by: trancehime on September 11, 2009, 01:10:08 PM

"There appears to be a wreckage, Rem," Sariel stated bluntly as the Ophelia swerved in order to inspect quickly the scene that had occured with such spontaneity. "Maybe we can use that and escape the clutches of your pursuer." she advised. Rem quickly nodded with approval. The woman in the black mech, Serena, in her DPS Lavitage, could cause serious damage if she persisted with pursuing the Ophelia. The Ophelia was not designed to take on something as strong and bulky as the Lavitage in mind, and needed to find a safer place to do battle, or even completely evade her sights. The Ophelia quickly shifted to the phase invisibility and made their way to the wreckage, but they quickly noticed many Zero-ARCs circling at the border entrance. "Damnit!" Rem cursed. "Do we break through or stealth entry?" he asked. Sariel remained silent.

The Lavitage started to relent on its pursuit after realizing that Rem was really adamant on keeping away from its clutches. "Oh, my sweet," Serena said, sounding slightly irritated. "I want to liberate you, but you keep thinking I'm a creeper... I'm hurt. Well, I shall retreat and come back for you another time." she said to herself. The Lavitage quickly sped off in the opposite direction, perhaps to recharge its energy or do something else.

---

Rem started to enter the wake of the wreckage and saw the multitude of enemy mechs attempting to barrage the friendly Nachtmares. Rem immediately saw a familiar... face. Quickly, the Ophelia made its stealth entry past the enemy targets and shifted back into reality, passing by a certain Zou's mech trying to clash blades with another one. "Oh... It's that asshole." Rem muttered to himself. Sariel tilted her head. "Is something irking you, dear?"

"...The guy in the mech that's in a furious rage." he said.

"That doesn't tell me anything."

"...When I was still a part of TMC... That asshole abandoned my squad and I to fight for ourselves." Rem explained, maneuvering the Ophelia to evade any crossfire from the Zero-ARCs and other Nachtmares.

"So... You... Hey, wait." Sariel said. "Look at the mana core."

The Ophelia set its gaze at the bursts of energy emanating from the ailing mana core. "Huh... it's at critical status!" Shingyoku exclaimed. "You'd better get back, or lest we get nuked outta orbit!"

"Damnit... There's too much fighting going on here. The others are probably changing their priority to saving that mana core. And if that goes down... We all do." Rem said bluntly.

"Let's do something about it, then!"

Rem thought to himself. I'll settle my score with you some other time, you ingrateful bastard. I have been serving you for God knows how long, and your self-mutiny is what caused my death. I will have your head, whether you like it or not.

Title: Re: Mecha RPG - Recollection of a Solar War (Story Thread)
Post by: Caber Knight Etch-A-Sketch on September 11, 2009, 01:33:45 PM

Episode 6: Nightmare's Overdrive: A Phantasm's True Form?


The three aces took cover as the ceiling was blown away by some force. The mana core was now visible for all to see. It was a losing battle, as the Twilight Moon wasn't geared towards close quarters. It's Bunkerbuster cut loose from it, the Twilight Moon stood by the mana core as the two aces approached.

"Damn it, I can't lose here. I..."

"Don't give up, ze!" Marisa said, swatting Forte's head. "We still have one more trick up our sleeves."

"Don't you dare use the Master Spark Cannon! It's not ready yet!" Alice shouted.

"Aw... Alright, then we'll just do this. Hang on ze!" The Twilight Moon put the spot where the right arm sed to be on the mana core. Suddenly, everything began to light up, and the two aces drew back from the light. The Twilight Moon seemed different now, mainly from the unusually familiar wings on the back...

"What in the world is going on? New Moon, be careful!"

"Flandre's wings, huh? Well, that was un-expected." Re-attaching the arm it lost, the Twilight Moon's Overthrusters glared. "You know what to do, ze."

Forte grabbed the controls roughly, a fire seemed to have been lit in his soul. "Alright, you two! You want to rip this thing in half?!? COME AND GET IT!!!!"

Title: Re: Mecha RPG - Recollection of a Solar War (Story Thread)
Post by: Rabbit on September 11, 2009, 03:17:54 PM

Civilian Surveyor Ship "Amaterasu"
Loading Bay No. -Classified-
5:50 PM, Day 1

"Observing", Elise scoffed, "what a roundabout way of doing things.  Just take care of it and it will all be over."

"Why do you never talk like this normally?" asked Gengetu.

"Never mix business with pleasure my dear, as I always say" said Elise with a smile.

"You never say that..."

"Anyway we've been given orders to stand by and observe the unfolding situation and that's exactly what we're going to do.  Strict orders from command."

Gengetu shook her head in dismay, "As I've tried to tell you before they are no more strict than any other orders.  A true soldier must be able to make snap judgements about whether or not to carry out her orders."

"And as I've tried to tell you, if we all went and ignored our orders the chain of command would collapse!  How you Gensokyo people managed to survive so long is something I'll never understand."

Elise was rewarded for her momentary outburst with a sharp smack on the head from a smiling angel above her.  A complaining "uguu~" sound escaped her mouth as her head snapped forward before she looked up at Gengetu, who was floating above and behind her.  Gengetu gave her a gently reproving look and shook her head.  On the whole, Elise decided she preferred Gengetu's punishments to those of her twin sister Mugetu; they were sharp and to the point, not the longwinded lectures that Mugetu liked to give.  Well, not that Elise liked being punished at all but if she had to be fussed over by two lunatic dream demons then she at least wanted to be able to pick her poison.

"In any case, our orders are clear", Elise said with an air of finality, "we wait for the signal before deploying.  We're supposed to be the trump card, remember?  Our presence onboard the Amaterasu is classified."

"We were the ones who told you that" answered a very deadpan Mugetu, "don't go repeating our instructions as if you were the one giving them."

"Coded message~" sang Gengetu, "it's from command.  It seems that the critical point of this mission has been reached and they want a little extra insurance.  We are to deploy immediately~"

"...time to go to work then?  Very well.  Mugetu?"

"Charging the Alchemical Drive.  Thrusters warmed and ready.  Power buildup on the linear catapault complete."

"Elise Kalinin.  Unit-10.  Launching!"

As Unit-10, unofficial designation "Faust", was thrown from the Amaterasu's launch bays, Elise felt nothing at all.  All of the switches and valves in her mind snapped to combat mode and she became her true self - a remorseless killer who would carry out her orders to the best of her ability and without any hesitation.

The encoded message was being displayed on one of her screens.  It seemed that the Amaterasu had come under heavy attack and that she was being ordered to hold the line until Reimu and the other support Nachts could arrive.  She consulted another display, directly linked to Gengetu's tactical feed.  Around 40-50 hostiles converging on the ship.  Not good odds.  Then a light flashed on the top right corner of her display, just above the Core readings - "Alchemical Drive Ready".

She smiled grimly.  Perhaps this would be fractionally less difficult after all.

"Come then, Prismrivers, and we will sing the melody of oblivion."

Title: Re: Mecha RPG - Recollection of a Solar War (Story Thread)
Post by: Hello Purvis on September 12, 2009, 03:22:52 AM

Without the relative confines of the tunnel or the chase from before to force them into a defensive position, the Zero-ARCs start to fan out. "Keep the pressure on them, Golden Silver!" says Kisume as fires the boosters and sends Maple Force hurtling toward the centermost ARC. The Solar moves to sideside, while Kisume shifts Maple Force into Eel Force and jukes over to catch the ARC with its fins. The ARC frame shifts directions quickly, minimizing what would have been critical damage and jams the short blade it was holding into Eel Force's side, drawing out a high metallic screech as it skips across the nachtmare's armor.

Eel Force whirs around, as Rumia unleashes the Fweem Beem on the furthest out of the ARC frames, and two more close in on them. The ARC that they attacked moves back, as the others turn and fire upon Eel Force as it changes back to Bucket Force, cutting into its already scarred and pitted armor.

"Noble White, this is Red," says Shizuha, as Bucket Force darts aside to the ARC frames closing in between itself and the gunners, while trying to deflect their weapons with its bludgeon. "Yukari, is there anything we can do about the Mana Core? Anything that can be done? Over~"

"Red, get us some help!" says Kisume as an ARC's Sword cuts deeply into Bucket Force's side. The nachtmare jerks aside to escape the attack, while Rumia uses that moment to fire upon an ARC unit about to take shots at Lunablade, damaging its legs significantly as it throws itself aside to avoid a worse fate.

"I'm trying to find someone who isn't being overwhelmed in some way, Green," says Shizuha, while the ARC with the short blade circles around Bucket Force. She then sends out a general comm, "This is Red. Bucket Force is direly in need of assistance, please help! Ove-" A short burst of static accompanies end of the comm as a shot grazes Bucket Force's head and disrupts it for a moment.

"It it still good?" Kisume cries, as she whips around Bucket Force's bludgeon to keep the circling ARC at bay, and jets through the gap it left, trying again to put the Nachtmare between the Zero-ARCs at the rest of the melee.

Title: Re: Mecha RPG - Recollection of a Solar War (Story Thread)
Post by: mad on September 14, 2009, 06:14:07 AM

The Incubus emerged from the tunnel seeking kills.

"A desperate defense. too bad it's too early for a Big Damn Hero moment. heh." Friendly said.

"They're all elite, that squadron seems the most coherent and lacks any anti-stealth measures." Rinnosuke said.

"Let's get them, El!" Medicine said.

The Incubus closed in on the nearest ARC frame and attacked.

Title: Re: Mecha RPG - Recollection of a Solar War (Story Thread)
Post by: Rabbit on September 17, 2009, 11:12:34 PM

Accessing archive...complete.

Authorisation accepted.  Welcome, Child of Miare.

Specify subdirectory --- Side Materials.  Subdirectory valid.  Specify file name --- Kalinin, Elise.

File found.  Displaying archival side material for Elise Kalinin, Lieutenant, F-4F145R.

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Io Foundries
United Republics of Jupiter
Several months earlier...

The main hangar and assembly areas were as quiet as a grave during sleeping hours.  Curfew was imposed for 11 standard Terran hours, allowing for an estimated 1 hour mealtime, 2 hours leisure and 8 hours of sleep necessary to sustain a healthy and sound mind.  During this time only the night shift provosts and com-bots patrolled the docks in search of suspicious activity.  This was the information that Elise had found out through her contacts.  Even on a factory moon as ordered and productive as Io it was still possible to get the heart's desire for the right price, so information on the patrol routes and shift changes, as well as the proper challenge/answer signals for the com-bots was a relatively simple matter.

Getting the star charts with the last known sightings of the Gensokyo colony ship was much harder, but still doable.  Elise sidled the length of a wall as a trio of provosts walked in the opposite direction.  Judging from their easy banter and the speed of their walk, they were likely just coming off duty and weren't likely to be as attentive.  When they passed, she ran back to the storeroom door and resumed her lockpicking.  Twenty-three seconds later she was rewarded with a sharp click and the door opened, revealing stacks upon stacks of supply crates.  Elise checked the manifest - a shipment of textiles from the Homeworld.  This was the right place.  Looking up, she saw a grille leading into the air duct and leaped nimbly onto the crates, using them as stepping stones to climb higher until she could reach it.

A sharp kick dislodged the grille, sending it clattering down the shaft.  Elise winced but there was nothing that could be done; there had been no time to acquire a fusion cutter and it was only one stage of the plan.  No need to bring along any unnecessary things.  She produced a small rectangular device with four wired attachments from a pouch on her belt and attached it with magnetic clamps to the duct.  The lights flashed and it began broadcasting the jamming signal for the foreign object sensors.  Elise took a deep breath, then pulled herself into the duct.  Five minutes to cross the hallway and access the hangar controls.  She began crawling as fast as she dared.  According to her information there should not be a patrol in the corridor below for another 8 minutes, leaving her with 3 minutes to finish her work before someone inevitably found out that she was up to something.

Elise came to the next grille and peered down.  There was some kind of light in the room, illuminating the control panels and glass windows overlooking the No. 09 Hangar Bay.  Certain that no one was around, she kicked the grille in once more and poked her head out of the vent, only to find herself staring down the barrel of a G-44 Heavy Vulcan.  The com-bot's display lights were blinking yellow, a warning.  It was demanding identification.  Perhaps some tech didn't want to get caught being late for work and had tried to sneak in the very same way she was now...Elise stopped herself.  This wasn't the time for crazy musings!  If ever there was a time for action, it was now.  She flashed a stolen red chit, supposedly a clearance for high level research staff.  The air seemed to freeze.  It wouldn't work.  The com-bot would reject her clearance and Elise would be nothing more than a red smear on the air duct for the cleanup crew to find in the morning.

Except that the com-bot wasn't moving.  Its display lights had turned to green, for idleness.  Elise finally allowd herself to breathe, and then dropped down into the hangar control, landing flat on her behind.  A sharp pain shot up her spine and she fought the urge to shout at the outrage of it all.  Biting her lip, she took the second item from her belt and inserted it into the data drive for the hangar control computer.  Running the program contained on the memory chip, she began to crack the security on 07 Central, the main computer for this particular dock.

"Not much time, not much time", Elise muttered impatiently, "of all the docks on Io why did I need to pick the one with intelligent operators?"

The terminal screen flashed as access was granted to the 07 Central mainframe.  The program continued to work, subtly re-routing power that was normally for the convenience of the night shift provosts to the No. 09 Hangar Bay.  The display read -Boot Up Sequence Starting-.  30 seconds.  The patrol would be coming by any moment now and Elise had to be absolutely quiet.  For the sake of her dream she couldn't be caught now, and she was so close.  Footsteps.  There were footsteps outside the hangar control room.  She held her breath and waited for them to pass.  Every step was like the sound of a hammer blow in her ears.  For a further three minutes she waited until the patrolling provosts had passed a safe distance from the room she was currently trapped in.

Then she ran.  The time for stealth was almost over.  Frantically forcing the door to the Hangar Bay itself open she ran across the catwalks and down the ladders like a boot camp obstacle course.  The reward at the finish line was her survival and her ticket off this rock.  Alarms began to wail as the cracking program was detected by the automated security programs.  Elise knew it would be.  It was only a matter of time and the security surrounding 07 Central was too good to allow such an easy getaway.  She slammed the elevator button and propelled herself upwards toward the cockpit of the hangar bay's occupant, a humanoid giant painted entirely black.  The torso was sharp and angular towards the front and two thin membrane-like wings were stretched out on either side of its back, connected to two circular barrel-like attachments.

The autocracker was still at work as Elise threw herself into the cockpit, her fingers flying frantically across the controls as she hotwired the mech's systems for manual control.  The OS hadn't even been installed yet which meant there was only basic motion data being fed by the autocracker itself, but that was fine.  Elise hadn't been planning on fighting anyway.  She could see provosts surrounding the mech with efficiency and levelling their guns at the cockpit as they had been trained to do, but she knew it would be too late.  The hangar bay was already de-pressurising and the linear catapault had been charged before access to the power grid could be cut off.  There was nothing more they could do.

"All systems green.  No significant damage to cockpit.  As of this moment, I hereby resign my commission as an officer of the United Republics of Jupiter."

Moments later a precious experimental mech, only recently approved for mass production, was hurled into the space surrounding Io.

"Thrusters, full burn.  Navigation has booted up, inputting coordinates."

A coruscating defence laser flashed past her right side, almost close enough to blister the paint away.  Elise grabbed the controls and spun the mech through the air in a series of awkward maneuvers, cursing the lack of motion data to help her.  More defence lasers were brought to bear and traced her path across space.  Soon she would be beyond their reach but before that...

"Attention, Nothung prototype.  You are not authorised to exit Jupiter space.  Return to base immediately or we will respond with lethal force.  I repeat, Nothung prototype, you are in unauthorised possession of a classified mass-production mech and will be terminated if you do not comply.  This is your only warning."

Elise said nothing, but she could imagine them scrambling as many pursuit fighters and mobile units as they could.  Alerting outlying patrols to the escaping threat.  A cordon would be established and a net would tighten around her until she had no choice but to surrender, or stand and fight.  The rendezvous point had been calculated and a course plotted, so all she had to do was stay alive.

It would be difficult, but a prototype with this speed...could outfly them all!

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Error!  Archive corruption.  Archival side material incomplete.  Arranging for further interview to complete archive.

Title: Re: Mecha RPG - Recollection of a Solar War (Story Thread)
Post by: Rabbit on September 23, 2009, 08:18:54 PM

The Amaterasu, at around the same time...

Elise stared at the tactical readouts for what must have been the millionth time.  She picked up some of the comms chatter from other parts of the battlefield.

"All of the Martians are attacking, I wonder what these other units are waiting for.  Well, there's no sense in taking any chances.  We have to protect the evacuation after all and if they were friendlies they would be hailing us by now."

"Wait", admonished Mugetu, "you can't possibly be thinking-"

"Thrusters on, low burn.  Distance 10500.  At 5200 switch to full burn and engage the Alchemical Drive.  Gengetu, give full control over to me."

"We don't have orders from command", Mugetu was saying, "you can't just attack without authorisation and go around spreading chaos wherever you want."

"I was ordered to defend this ship and I will cut down whatever I see as a threat.  To this, all concerns, even my life, are secondary."

The Faust was closing with the unknown enemy units steadily.  The distance readout ticked down like a clock of doom...7800...7500...7000...6200...5700...

"But what about support?" Mugetu was getting desperate now, "at least wait until Hakurei and the Prismriver squad are in support positions."

"I've waited long enough", was Elise's only reply, "implementing Case CWAL.  Engage Alchemical Drive!  All those who oppose Gensokyo will die!"

On the back of the Faust, the larger secondary thrusters flared to life, giving the normally sluggish heavy mech a temporary burst of speed.  It surged forward and the gun ports on its forearms open, spitting forth a blazing trail of laser fire.  Two of the mechs started trailing fire and the rest scattered to avoid the oncoming nightmare.  Elise's lips curled as she rushed another of the enemies and grappled them, unloading another burst of fire from the twin laser submachine guns while pouring fire on the cockpit from the concealed gunport on the Faust's head.

Scattered units attempted to return fire but much of the damage they caused was mostly offset by the Faust's self-repair functions.  The element of surprise was theirs for the moment but it wouldn't be long before they regrouped and their superior numbers started to take a toll.  Before then, Elise had to find and tear the heart out of this formation or that her allies would snap out of their stupor quickly enough to back her up.  The Alchemical Drive flared to life again and the Faust propelled itself towards another pair of enemies that had become isolated from the main formation, travelling between them while lashing out to the side with a long, curved sword.  The resulting explosions danced across the mech's red and white paint scheme, splashing it with orange.

Elise turned back to the main formation, which was beginning to regroup and present a threat, and proceeded to break it up again with standard dispersal tactics.

"Case CWAL, Stage 1 complete.  Proceeding to Stage 2."

Title: Re: Mecha RPG - Recollection of a Solar War (Story Thread)
Post by: Gappy on September 25, 2009, 04:58:35 AM

"Noble White, this is Red," says Shizuha, as Bucket Force darts aside to the ARC frames closing in between itself and the gunners, while trying to deflect their weapons with its bludgeon. "Yukari, is there anything we can do about the Mana Core? Anything that can be done? Over~"

"Those Martians by the core..." Yukari began, referring to the Martian science scout solar frames tinkering with the mana core. "...they're trying to move it...and the core doesn't like being moved. I suppose that simply means we must stop them~" Yukari said, simply, trying to concentrate over the sound of heavy explosions pounding against the Noble White's hull.

"So that you can steal it, you mean?!" Tenshi accused harshly. "What about the colony?!"

"Either way, the colony is doomed." Yukari pointed out, shrugging. "We don't move it, half the solar system disappears along with the Avalon. We move it, Avalon collapses but everyone else is spared. I think this one's a no-brainer." She gave Tenshi a small smile.

"Incoming transmission from the Prismbuster Squadrons! We can hear thems! They must have entereds the Avalons!" Suwako announced, all the while maintaining the now armless and helpless Noble White's mana shields on full while Trent did his best to dodge and graze incoming stray enemy fire. At least nobody was bothering with the cripple...for now...

"...ssshhhttt....is Prismbuster 1, do you copy? Any Gensokyo forces within Avalon, this is Prismbuster 1, do you copy?" The voice of Akyu filtered in through the radio static.

"Copy that, Prismbuster. This is Yukari onboard the Noble White." Yukari replied.

"Noble White, we have breached the outer defenses and have completed our liberation of the hangar bay. The ground squads lead by Wolf and Firebird have captured the transports and we have begun the first wave of evacuation." Akyu reported. "Evacuation of Avalon is now 50% complete. Over."

"Copy that. Not fast enough." Yukari said. "The Avalon is about to go nova. Double time now!"

"We're trying. But the enemy isn't making it easy." Akyu explained. The sound of explosions was audible over the coms, accompanied by Layla's maniacal laughter and the 'Get Down' song. "They're capturing Avalon citizens and the supplies of mana cores and nachtmare parts from Gensokyo."

"...tch...they want to build their own nachtmares? But...who could have leaked the information...?" Yukari muttered  to herself.

"...Prismbusters! Hurry your efforts as much as you cans! We will do our best to hold them offs!" Suwako said into the coms.

"Copy that, Noble White...and thank you..." Akyu replied, before signing off.

"Heard that? We need to buy times until the evacuation is completes!" Suwako declared, grasping her control orbs tight while adjusting the Nachtmare's mana core feedback manually by feel. "Trent, let's kick buttocks!"

"Aye, let us give them a royal prod in their flagrant warthog arses!" Trent pushed his control platforms, yokes and all, hard forwards, causing the Noble White to hurtle towards the Martian scouts around the core.

"Ahaha, bringing a cripple to an ace fight." Tenshi sighed, shaking her head with a smile of amused defeat. "I sure hope you people know what you're doing..." She muttered, flexing her fingers over her controls before inputting a complex set of balance adjustments.

"We're in a good position." Yukari reasoned, running rapid trajectory corrections on their veneer boosters. "We're far too crippled to do anything."

"Oh yes! I can already see us routing the enemy. Look! No hands!" Tenshi quipped sarcastically.

"Shirayuki isn't done yets!" Suwako declared, focusing all her willpower on keeping the Noble White's mana shielding up as the Martian scouts, noticing their approach, began pelting them with every manner of hot ordnance they could muster.

"This is Red. Bucket Force is direly in need of assistance, please help! Ove-" Shizuha's words came over the coms, the urgency of the request inherent in her tone.

"....Shizuha!" Suwako cried, looking up at the Bucket Force trying to break out of the Zero ARCs' enclosure. "Trent! They need helps!"

"Stay the course!" Yukari ordered. "If that core goes, we all go!"

"Trent!" Suwako turned to look up at the Knight.

"You...want me to...'protect' them, huh?" Trent said, still grappling with the foreign concept. "Just make sure the gray carps don't make the pinata go KABOOM, right?" He pulled on the yokes, causing the Noble White to swerve violently upwards towards the Bucket Force.

"Tch..." Yukari gritted her teeth as she fixed the trajectory calculations on the veneers. "The core takes priority!" She snapped irritably.

"Who said I forgot about them green warthogs?" Trent grinned as the Zero ARCs turned on them, every manner of remorseless steel and merciless lead aimed at them.

"Do a barrel roll!" Tenshi shouted as the first shots arched towards the Noble White.

"For my cheeeese!" Trent roared, pushing one yoke forwards and pressing down heavily on the opposite pedal. The Noble White's veneers reversed, sending the Noble White into a rather lopsided looping spiral, evading the worst of the enemy fire. The enemy immediately tried to maneuver out of the way, but their acceleration was nowhere near fast enough. The Noble White spun like a top as it somersaulted through the air, building up centripetal momentum, before aiming right for the ARC frames in the Bucket Force's way. Everyone gritted their teeth, wincing, fighting to stay conscious as the G-forces built up abruptly. "PEANUT BUSTER KIIIIIIIICK!" Trent roared.

The Noble White's legs spun out to either side, smashing into a pair of ARC frames, catching them right in their booster units. The booster units exploded, sending them both hurtling helplessly towards the Martian scouts by the core. All they could do was open fire on the Martians, hoping to clear them out of their way. All they received was counter fire from the panicked Martians.

In the ensuing chaos from the surprise attack, the Trie Noire flanked the ARC enclosure and managed to rain pure death down on the unsuspecting lot, catching a few unawares and dealing enough damage to cause them to scatter their formation.

With that, the Bucket Force only barely managed to slip out of the Zero ARCs enclosure. However, it left the Noble White itself pinned by half a dozen other Zero ARC commandos.

And none of them were happy with the cripple who just smashed two of their comrades into a dead dive.

Barrage upon barrage of hot lead and fiery plasma rained down on the Noble White. "Augh!" Tenshi cried as the cockpit shook violently under the torrent of heavy enemy fire. "...mana shielding's down! We're being torn apart!"

"...looks like we have ninjas in our pipes..." Trent observed, pulling on control yokes but eliciting no reaction from the Noble White. "Shirayuki fell asleep..."

"We can't maneuver. Boosters are shot." Yukari sighed, sitting back in her seat, defeated. "At least we got the martians by the core scattered."

"Oh wow, a silver lining..." Tenshi muttered, doing likewise, as the cockpit's main screen broke into broken static. "...oh, by the way, the cockpit ejection's smashed."

"Noble White, this is Bucket Force. We and the Trie Noir are moving in to bail you out, over." Shizuha's voice came over the coms once more.

Yukari turned to everyone else. Suwako nodded, resignedly. Trent shrugged, his usual mad grin in place. Tenshi merely sighed and nodded in defeat. Yukari gave them all an encouraging nod, though she didn't really put her heart into it.

"No. Prioritize efforts on saving that core." Yukari replied into the coms. "We'll draw the enemy's attention in the time being. Noble White....out..." She set down the coms and sat back once more into her shuddering seat, a thin smile on her lips.

"...we just lost both lower limbs...." Tenshi announced, halfheartedly. "....mana core output dropping....reaching critical down...."

"...it can't be over, Shirayuki-chan! Not yet!" Suwako pressed down on her control orbs, willing the Noble White to move. "Please!" But all she received was the dismal sound of the Noble White's mana core winding down, its hum dying down to almost a whisper. "N-no...S-Shirayuki-chan!" She cried as the instrument panels died out. The lights winked out not long after. But they weren't in the dark for long. Sparks exploded as the first of the lead tracers burst into the cockpit. "Shirayuki-chan..."

Suddenly, the enemy fire ceased. Everyone in the cockpit looked up and around at one another, puzzled. Did the enemy decide that firing on a cripple was no longer worth their time?

Their answer came soon enough, in the form of an almighty crash that shook their cockpit violently.

"TRENT!" A voice boomed across all frequencies. Sure enough, it was Zou. "Heed this! I shall rend you apart, on my honour! Then I shall free Suwako-sama once more! Do you hear me?!"

"Looks like he called off the attack." Yukari's smile brightened, before another violent tremour ran through their cockpit. The now quadriplegic Noble White had crashed into something again. This time, the cockpit hatch blew open as the cockpit's metal frame was bent out of shape, revealing the gleaming surface of the gigantic mana core outside. They had crashed straight into it.. Its surface was a chaotic haze. The prismatic surface was thrown into convulsive epileptic flashes, almost psychedelic to the senses. To add more insult to the eyes, bright flashes of energy arched over its tempestuous surface every few moments, threatening more than just a few light burns on impact.

"Suwako?" Tenshi blinked as Suwako unbuckled her seatbelts and leapt out of the cockpit. "SUWAKO!"

"Noble White!" Shizuha's voice blarred on the external speakers outside. "Bucket Force, Geist and Trie Noire here will provide cover! Hurry and evacuate!"

"As if we can even move!" Tenshi leapt up onto her seat and opened up the Noble White's mana core access hatch. Lights flickered and danced in the cockpit from the light of the rapidly deteriotating main mana core outside and the fire of battle around them. The Mazingetter, its flight units trailing fire from damage from the tunnel battle, blazed past, locked in a fierce duel with the now battered Diablo Rouge.

"Can you get the coms working again?" Yukari asked, pulling out a notepad and a pen. "Suwako will try to talk to the core, I'm sure. It's all we can do for now. I'm going to do the calculations for mobilizing it. You get that com system working."

"But..." Tenshi looked around at Trent. "...you go after her and keep her safe." She gave him a death glare, before leaping out of her seat to take a look at the coms. A fiery explosion lit up the cockpit as the Mazingetter and Diablo Rouge finally gave away in a deadlock tie and crashed into the core closeby.

"..." Trent merely shrugged at Tenshi and climbed out of the cockpit...

Now any normal human would quickly regret this as he was immediately assaulted by a crippling surge of agonizing mana energy that ran through his entire body...

...but as established, he was no normal human. He was insane. And thus he perceived things like being mana-trocuted rather differently.

...he perceived it as being eaten alive by a million starving weasels in a cage....

Something that he doesn't regret however. He knows the weasels will get him one day. So right now he focused his mind on his next objective - get rid of the weasels...or....that payday kid, AKA Suwako...

There was an explosion of mana sparks nearby as the Bucket Force smashed into the core's surface just a little distance away, after being blown back by a Lunarian impact gun. It was quickly joined by the Incubus smashing into a rolling ball of fire across the core's surface, courtesy of a Martian buster beam.

Trent shielded his eyes from the explosion's glare and managed to spot Suwako kneeling against the core's surface, gritting her teeth in pain as she tried to comfort and speak to the mana core. "Please, calm down. You have nothing to be afraid of. You have friends here to help you!" She pleaded. "There are people counting on you...if you give up now..."

"K-Kyaaa!" An arch of energy leapt up and zapped her, causing her to shriek in agony before falling over sideways. "W-why...?" She breathed, wincing in pain. "...p-please..."

BANG...

A fist smashed into the glowing white material. There was a very audible hiss as the core's energy scorched the fist's skin and flesh.

"T-Trent?!" Suwako gasped, looking up at the fist's owner, Trent.

There was another explosion as Geist slammed violently against the core, courtesy of a Zero ARCs commando's bunker buster. More rampant energy bursts ran across the core's surface under the abuse. The Geist raised a trembling sniper-bearing arm up into the air and got its revenge by smashing the bunker buster straight out of the commando's arm, followed by its rear stabilizers, forcing it to retreat.

"Hey, sissy...you're a man, ain't ya?" Trent asked, opening his usually Kitsune-like eyes to glare at the core. "Any ol fool of a zucchini can just curl up and die. But it takes a real man to man up and bite the cheese! Real men don't squat about in a corner with his pink hippos, sulkin' and cryin' for his towel! Real men FIGHT, no matter whether it's through whipped cream and wasabi! You wanna die a cowardly yellow rat death...or will you do the brave thing and live on like true ostriches?!"

The core released a huge shockwave in answer, sending both Trent and Suwako flying high up into the air. Suwako was thrown into the safety of the Noble White's cockpit. Trent, however, smashed against the cockpit's hatch, before falling back onto the core's surface to get mana-trocuted once more.

"Hurry up!" A voice boomed from the Trie Noir as it threw up its mana shields on maximum to deflect incoming enemy fire from causing the core any further grief. Sparks exploded on its armour as tracers and other manner of fiery enemy fire pierced through its shields to strike the already abused armour. The fire seemed to come mostly from the Lunarian forces who seemed oblivious to the core's value.

"Ora Ora Ora Ora!" Trent roared, as he pulled himself up onto his shaky knees. "Listen to me!" He shouted, smashing another fist into the core's surface. "If you're not part of the solution, pal..." He smashed another fist in. "...you're part of the problem!" Another punch.

He was thrown skidding backwards by another shockwave of raw energy, just as the air lit up with the radiant light of the Trie Noir's beam cannon that sweeped through at least a quarter of the enemy ranks, creating a panorama of blazing fireballs. However, the high mana usage left the Trie Noire's mana shield down, allowing it to be blasted back into the core by a Lunarian shocktrooper. The abuse was too much. Another tremour ran through the core as its surface began to shatter, letting out eerily colourful beams of light from within.

"Orphelia here!" Another voice shouted as the Orphelia zig-zagged through the enemy lines, leaving a trail of fireballs and escape pods in its wake. "We're moving in on the Zero ARCs. I repeat, we are-aaaaaaaaaargh!" The radio transmission was cut off as the Orphelia was surprise-rammed by a heavy buster blade, courtesy of a Zero ARCs ace, before it was smashed into the walls of the chamber by a well aimed bunker buster burst from another Zero ARCs commando. It burst into flame as it bounced across the walls before falling down into the core and smashing violently across its surface.

"We're dropping like flies...." Yukari muttered, peeking out of the cockpit just in time to see the Lunablade be overwhelmed by Lunarian shocktroopers. It managed to hack and slash one or two, but was quickly surrounded and blasted from behind by a barrage of Lunarian railgun fire. "At least they're still busy fighting amongst themselves, but not for long I think..." She glanced down at the quickly collapsing core underneath them.

"Wait...is that...?!" Yukari blinked, looking up at the tunnel they came through. A white and royal purple nachtmare came flying through, bearing what looked like a long pole. "...wait, my Lafcadio?!"

The coms squeaked as Tenshi managed to get it to run again. "...shhh...-kari-sama
...Yukari-sama! Please come in! I brought you your nacht-..." Ruukoto's voice came in, transmitting from the white and purple nachtmare, before it was suddenly cut off as the nachtmare was bludgeoned in two from behind by a Lunarian ace.

"RUUKOTO!" Yukari cried as the nacthmare Lafcadio trailed fire, before bursting into flames and smashing into the core. "RUUKOTO!" She cried, leaping out of the cockpit, only to quickly regret it as the core's energy ran shocks through her spine upon her touching it. "AAGH..." She gasped, doubling up, before gritting her teeth and straightening up against the sheer burden of agony and stumbling on towards the Lafcadio's crash site.

"Argh! Crazy old gap hag!" Tenshi cried in frustration before turning back to her coms. She had more important business than going out on suicide missions. "Anyone who's still alive, come in. Damage Report, stat." Tenshi spoke into the coms. The tremours inside the cockpit were beyond violent now as the core threatened to go nova.

"We're here." Shizuha replied, amidst a chorus of groans from her fellow Knights. "Mana core energy is critical. The impact drained the last of our mana for the shields."

"Flight controls are shot. Boosters are totaled. Stabilizers are fried." Kisume muttered, banging her consoles bitterly.

"Ditto on weapons." Rumia reported, poking her sparking consoles idly.

"We ain't going nowhere. That's all I can say." Iku sighed to a background of Margaret fussing over the damage indicators.

"I'm hungry." Was all Yuyuko said as other frames from other factions began crashing into the core, showering debris and flaming junk everywhere.

"Weapon systems barely functioning. But we've got no mobility." Sean added. "And we're out of snacks."

"Err...Letty here...." Letty reported, her voice a little shaky, from within the Mazingetter. She was trying to speak over the sound of some boy who was making a valiant attempt at trying to get the nachtmare to move by sheer show of will by shouting a lot of nonsensical yet manly drivel. "My Knight, Orange, is out-cold...though I sort of got a...replacement. But we're down for the count. Now....ummm... attempting system salvage."

"This is...Marisa..." Marisa's voice coughed over the coms to a background of Forte cursing loudly at his rival ace who just downed them. "...I think we're sitting on top of a timebomb daze..." She said, referring to the core.

"Orphelia here...." Kikuri coughed into the coms. "We're putting out fires here. The auto-fire extinguisher has engaged, but things look hot. We're out."

"Yukari! Where are you! You sabotaged my nachtmare, didn't you?! Giving this burning heap of junk as a gift...I knew I should've suspected a rat!" A certain spoiled moon princess shouted over the coms in abject rage, ignoring the protests from the young man beside her.

"...so that's it...?" Tenshi sighed, sitting back in her chair as another violent shock shook the now ruined cockpit.

"Ruukoto!" Yukari gasped as she reached the Lafcadio's cockpit access hatch. She grasped the manual hatch lever, only to get her hands burned with a painful hiss. "AUGH!" She gritted her teeth, blinked away the tears, before pulling the lever with all her might. The hatch slid open with a hiss to reveal Ruukoto, half-pinned by the crushed-in cockpit. "Ruukoto...RUUKOTO! Speak to me!" The usually calm Yukari shouted in panic, fearing for her aide's life.

"Y-yukari-s-sama...." Ruukoto suddenly smiled upon hearing her mistress' voice. "...I-I'm sorry...I-I broke y-your n-nachtmare..." She smiled an apologetic smile.

"Ruukoto...be sorry for breaking yourself!" Yukari sighed, still breathing hard from the pain. "...let's get you out." She said as she began to try and pull Ruukoto out. "There's one last thing we can do. Tenshi!" She shouted into her pocket communicator as another explosion outside lit up her face.

"Oh, so you were at least prudent enough to bring Noble White's hand communicator." Tenshi's voice crackled over the coms.

"Shut up and patch me through to all our friendlies." Yukari sighed.

"Sure, whatever. There, you're patched through." Tenshi replied.

"Everyone, there's not much time." Yukari began, her voice rather heavy. "I heard the damage report. I'll make this brief. Without our nachtmares, there's only one last thing we can do. You know what it is. We're not doing this for Avalon....we're doing this for the people...and for Gensokyo..." Yukari said. "...I'll meet you on the ground. Yukari, out."

"....what did she mean by that?" Nate asked Yorihime.

"....she really wants to kill us all..." Yori muttered, shaking her head. "...but...this much she's right about. This is the only way to prevent half the solar system from going nova." Yorihime climbed over her seat and reached up to the mana core access panel above her. She opened it, reached in, and twisted a lever, pulled it out, spun it again, before pushing it back in.

"Mana Core Implosion system activated. Now overloading core. Implosion will commence in T-minus 5 minutes...." A cool voice announced from their control console.

"....what does that mean?" Nate asked.

"Means we're going to die." Yorihime said, simply, before opening her cockpit access hatch and jumping out.

"What do you mean we're going to die?!" Nate demanded as he leapt after Yorihime onto the core's surface. Thankfully, the core's energy sparks had died down, now only sending brief sparks of pain through the soles of their feet and into their spines. "Ugh...well...explain...."

"By imploding the cores on our own nacthmares, they'll form mini-black holes to absorb all the rampant energy from the Avalon's core. Thus, at worst, Avalon will be destroyed...but not the entire solar system." Yorihime explained as she made her way towards where the Noble White's remains lay. "Now come...I want to at least settle a score with Yukari before I die!"

"....goodbye...Shirayuki...." Suwako murmured sadly, tears brimming in her eyes as she turned the self-destruct lever and pushed it in with one final click. "....and thank you..." She whispered, as if to a child falling asleep for the last time, as the cool voice began its self-destruct announcement. She blinked away her tears before following Tenshi to jump out of the cockpit.

Outside, there was already a circle of pilots and linkers gathered around. Some of the newcomers were having the plan explained to them. Some were digesting the idea of sacrificing themselves for the sake of the solar system. And some were going mad....

"Oy, Marisa! Isn't that a Lunarian soldier you have with you?!" Tenshi shouted.

"Well, Letty there's got a Martian soldier." Shizuha nodded at the approaching Letty who was carrying an unconscious Orange, accompanied by a new stranger in Martian colours.

"...Yukari!" Yuyuko turned with a cheery smile upon seeing her best friend trudge up to them, bearing an injured Ruukoto on her shoulder. "You're alive!"

"For the next....3 minutes and 34 seconds at any rate...." Yukari grinned back.

"Hey, the maid who delivered the mech to us..."  Nate looked around at the injured Ruukoto. "What happened to you?!"

"You know...suddenly nothing matters anymore..." Tenshi sighed, looking around at the 3 way battle still raging in the air around them. "....the fight is pointless...."

"Ironic, isn't it?" Konngara nodded as the Orphelia crew arrived to join the gathering.

"Let's have a drink." Shizuha invited everyone, holding up a pair of sake bottles and a few cups. "To celebrate a job well done, everyone."

"Yay! Drinkies time!" Rumia leapt up and down in excitement.

"...you people never fail to amuse..." Kikuri sighed with a helpless smile. "Come, a drink would be welcome." She nodded to Shizuha as the drinks were passed around.

"...sorry...what's going on here?" A lost-looking lone Martian pilot came up to them. The stranded Daka-brigade leader, Jan, approached the group.

"Aha, a Martian!" Yukari giggled, raising a cup to him. "Come, you might as well join us."

"To a job well done!" Shizuha raised her cup. "We're saving the solar system!"

"To life, universe, and everything!" Yukari giggled.

"42!" Yuyuko trilled.

"To Gensokyo!" Margaret cheered, earning her a round of applause.

"C'mon, Suwako, say something." Shizuha nudged a rather forlorn looking Suwako in the back. "We're celebrating. You know the Gensokyo customs."

"....haha...you're right..." Suwako smiled a small smile. "Then....to Friends! And Family! To US!" The group broke into cheers and laughter at this. Sake was drunk and passed around, along with laughter and joy.

This was how Gensokyo celebrated.

(Feel free to insert any more last minute conversations, thoughts, ruminations, revelations/epiphanies, etc. in your own scenes. I didn't do much PC dialogues to allow you players to do what you like.)

"....suddenly, all is peaceful." Yukari sighed, looking around. "Gensokyo will remain strong. That's a given. Reimu, the Prismrivers, Koishi, Elise and the others are still out there..."

"...yeah....peaceful" Tenshi rolled her eyes. "'cept this annoying prick here..." She nodded at Trent who was still fighting to punch some sense into the mana core.

"You got problems?!" Trent gave the core's surface another hard straight. "Well look at it in the eye....tell it to F*** off royally...give it the almighty finger....and turn your back on it....and face the F***ing future full on!" He roared, punctuating each pause with a punch.

Suddenly, the floor underneath their feet collapsed completely as the core's surface gave away, shattering into many, many small shimmering fragments. This was it. The core had collapsed.

The unmanned nachtmares all fell in, glowing a radiant bluish white as their self-destruct systems kicked in and their mana cores reached critical.

"....this is it..." Suwako sighed, falling backwards into the colourful abyss, watching as the Noble White above her blazed a brilliant white as its mana core imploded. Shimmering lights streamed past her as a bright, warm glow enveloped her. "...thank you...everyone..."

...........

"...Brave Warriors, the Knights and Linkers of Gensokyo.....Thank you....for saving me...and awakening me....this is....my repayment, the only thing I can give you, my last gift to you all...may it aid you in your struggles ahead...now please...save us..."

...........

Back outside Avalon....

"Elise!" Elise blinked as she heard Mugetu shout in her ear. It was almost as if she was far away....with some other voice speaking, echoing all around her. The voice had said something about 'brave warriors' and a 'final gift'....what was....?

"E-eh?" Mugetu looked at the levels of mana flux in the Faust's mana core. It was going through the roof. It was as if the mana core was overloading...but all systems were stable. It was simply as if the core had decided to go hyper. "....what's this....?" She blinked as the Faust's thruster fire suddenly shout out a huge trail of blazing white. Its armour glowed with a radiant intensity, as if on fire.

The coms filled up with nervous chatter as the Hisou Tenkou and prismbusters experienced similarly strange phenomenons.

"....what...happened...?" Tenshi blinked, as she looked around. One minute she was being engulfed in radiant light...the next,  she, Yukari, Suwako and that madman were sitting back inside a cockpit....

...wait...was this their cockpit...? She remembered it as being a lot more junky and battered...it was definitely not gleaming with the latest in cockpit interior designing.

"....Thank you...Avalon....." Suwako murmured, tears of joy brimming in her eyes as she placed her hands on her control orbs. "....thank you....for giving Shirayuki backs...."

"....am I dead?" Tenshi asked. "Cause if this is heaven, I want all my donation money back. I ain't spending the rest of eternity with the gap hag!" She shouted, pointing at Yukari.

"....odd....all my nacthmare's weapons are on here." Yukari said, ignoring Tenshi. "...almost as if the Lafcadio merged with the Noble White...."

"Shirayuki, the princess of purest white, has been reborn as the noble white queen of holiest light! Oy oy oy! You hear me, Avalon?! I'll show them what your apples are made of!" Trent roared as the bright glow on the screen subsided to reveal the collapsing core chamber with the frames of all 3 factions all frozen, shocked, watching them.

Their surprise was well-justified. The core had suddenly exploded into a flash of blinding white light, only to leave behind a large group of glowing nachtmares, their armour gleaming under the light of a multitude of shimmering sparkles.

"The core chamber's collapsing. Avalon's about to blow!" Shizuha reported.

"...Gensokyo! MOVE OUT!" Yukari ordered.

Title: Re: Mecha RPG - Recollection of a Solar War (Story Thread)
Post by: Hello Purvis on September 25, 2009, 07:20:58 AM

Just after Exoleet gets there.


A scratchy older voice of an older man crackles to life on Bucket Force's Comms, as Kisume desperately bats away a Zero-ARC's sword with the Nachtmare's bludgeon. "I have to say, you're more daring than most we've fought, over." Kisume and Rumia, far too occupied with the fighting, barely register the new voice

"This is Red," Shizuha answers as she busily works to try to reroute damaged systems, "That is quite the compliment. Who is speaking, over~"

"This is ARC-Epsilon," answers the scratchy voiced man, "Stand down and you will be spared; Terra has no interest in casualties. We want to retrieve Zou and that energy core. Stand down and we will withdraw after these objectives have been met."

"I'm afraid we can't do that, there is likely no safe way to interact with the core, over~" Shizuha answers.

"A shame," answers ARC-Epsilon, "Please consider our words when we take your escape pod, over."

"Of course," says Shizuha, "We appreciate you-Ohr drat." She lets the rest of the message fall as the communication link dies. But then one of the Zero-ARCs mysteriously falls prey to an attack from nowhere, and Exoleet's assurances come through. Then Noble White puts itself in danger to give Bucket Force an opening.

"Now!" Kisume shouts, boosting forward and shifting the nachtmare into Crow Force, she puts as much distance between them and the Zero-ARCs as she can. "Man, it's about time people coordinated."

"Noble White's in trouble," Shizuha says. "Those Terran guys just took out its legs."

"On it, Red" says Kisume, while Shizuha starts giving orders to

"Gonna make a million points," says Rumia as she sights on an ARC and fires the Fweem Beam on it. "But I get 'em all so you can't spend 'em!"

"Give 'em all you got, Golden Silver," says Kisume, as the Zero ARCs clear the way for Zou. "In the meantime, I'm giving that one what he's got coming!"

"It's brave of him to keep going when his cockpit is shattered like that," mutters Shizuha. "I wonder what's driving him?"

Unable to stop Zou from driving Noble White into the core, Kisume contents herself with cutting deeply into the frame's arm with Crow Force's wings, and sending it stumbling back before it can follow up. Then, as she pulls it up out of its attack dive and starts to whirl around, the nachtmare shakes viciously and starts to spiral out of control. Kisume cries out in surprise, trying to force the now-useless controls to bring it down safely, but to no avail. Rumia screams and throws her arms over her face, while Shizuha resolutely braces for impact. Crow force slams into the core, Kisume angling down with some success at the last moment to avoid spearing into it, instead slamming the mecha's back into the massive sphere.

"Everyone okay?" Kisume asks, after a moment of stunned silence. "Red? Golden Silver?"

"I think so," says Rumia. "My everything hurts, but not that much."

"Golden Silver has summed it up, I think," says Shizuha. "Sadly, our nachtmare is much worse off. I'm not sure how much was due to that shot and how much is due to being in contact with the core."

"What got us anyways, Red?" asks Kisume as she tries to get some life out of Crow Force yet.

"It seems to have been a a Luna Corp unit," says Shizuha, as she fiddles with the scanners that work. "Ah, here we are. Unit X0060, codename Cerberus Alpha."

"Must've been watching us and waiting for his big shot, I suppose," says Kisume with a sigh, as she makes her third try at getting some response from Bucket Force. "Bet he got all kinds of data on us. Shame, that. We'll have to find a way to make sure he doesn't get it back home."

"Isn't it weird," says Rumia as she pokes idly at the weapon controls, "how we hit this big glowy coreamabob? We weren't even really going that way."

"I think it was force of the impact and losing control," says Kisume, before the comms crackle to life.

Exchanges are had with the other Gensokyoans, and Yukari announces her plan. The three sit in stunned silence. "Shit." says Kisume at last. "Guess I'll be seeing moms sooner than I thought."

"I'll go with you Green," says Rumia. "I'm not worried, I've been around a long time so it's all okay. But what about Red? She's not a youkai."

"One cannot kill the falling of the autumn leaves in such a way," says Shizuha with a small shrug, "But, I am not sure what will follow as far as I am concerned. If I can, I will make sure that everyone learns what happened. Mmm, it seems that the others are gathering below. I suppose the core's presence is no longer a concern, the radiation seems to have internalized. Shall we go?"

Leaving Crow Force is a simple matter for the flight-capable trio, and they land close to the crowd of downed pilots. A few pleasantries are exchanged, and Shizuha produces some sake she had kept onhand just in case someone got thirsty. The drink is distributed, and the three members of Team Bucket go to mind.

"Suwako dear," says Shizuha as she approaches her fellow deity, a little ways from the main group, "You really have found quite the madman, haven't you? I can't feel any of the autumn creeping upon his mind at all to explain what we've seen."

Suwako waggles a finger. "Let's not says bad things against Trent now, nope."

"Yes, how rude of me," agrees Shizuha, "Please accept my apologies. Curiosity does make bores of us all." Then she finishes her drink.

Kisume seeks out the various pilots who had saved and worked with her in the battles up to this point. "Hey," she says to each, bouncing up to them and offering them a hand, "I'm Green, with Bucket Force. But call me Kisume, alright? Look, I just want to say thanks for helping out back there. And, uh, don't worry about things. I've got family in the afterlife business. It's not so bad, really."

Rumia stares at Trent for a good minute, before approaching him. He notices the youkai approaching him, and is about to say something when she grabs him roughly by the shoulders, shakes him, then stares into his eyes and cries:

"Calm down, just calm down!
Calm down, just calm down~
Calm down just calm down~"

For a moment, silence hangs heavily between the two of them as they stare into each others eyes. Then, slowly, Rumia leans toward Trent, parting her lips a little...

"Nyom~"

And bites Trent's shoulder. It is not a hard bite, not at all painful, but many would find it disconcerting to have a stranger chewing softly on their shoulder. "Hey!" says Kisume, looking over as she bounces toward Ophelia's pilot, "Rumia likes you!"

Then the core implodes, using a portion of its ability to restore the various damaged mecha.

"Well," says Shizuha, "I didn't know it could do that sort of thing. How handy. I shall have to make an honorific of it come the next festival, Avalon, thank you very much."

"Let's go, Shizuha!" Kisume shouts, as various pilots scramble back to their machines.

"Yes, yes," answers the deity as she takes to the air and chases after Kisume,

"We're not leaving people, are we?" asks Rumia as she settles back into the gunner's seat. "Because you said we wouldn't!"

"Hell no we aren't," Kisume answers as she locks her bucket back into the nachtmare's control center and closes the cockpit while Shizuha belts herself in.

Shizuha sends out a general comm as Kisume shifts Crow Force back into Bucket Force. "Hello everyone, this is Red. As you can probably tell, the core chamber is about to collapse, and Avalon is likely to follow. You should gather up escape pods and get out of here as soon as you can. Over~"

And with that, Bucket Force moves to do just that, moving to grab the pods it can, shoving them into its bucket, and dodging debris in the process.

Title: Re: Mecha RPG - Recollection of a Solar War (Story Thread)
Post by: trancehime on September 25, 2009, 09:54:21 AM

"You are unbelievable!" Sariel grumbled loudly as she could feel the Ophelia grazing enemy fire from all sides. This was pushing it to its limit, but then again, Rem was concentrated on dispersing the Zero-ARCs, unfortunately, this appeared to be an activity in futility. Even through activation of the SR system, it seemed that there was a little rat that managed to place a sonar tracker on the Ophelia's body, which rendered its SR system essentially useless as its location could still be seen. This was evident during the Ophelia's evasion of enemy fire...

"Get the-- Oh, SHIIII--"

A loud smash could be heard as metal tore through metal, the Ophelia's light frame could not take punishment as heavy as this.

"Some fucking rat put a tracker here!" Rem snarled.

"Ahhh! The SR's out of power! Our mobility has been hampered severely!" Sariel cried.

"This isn't over!! Not here...!"

Naturally, this was the worst thing to say. A gunner launched the final shot at the Ophelia and it hit its mark cleanly as the burst was strong enough to send the Ophelia careening into a wall, and subsequently burst into flames.

"Curses!"

"...Are we goners?"

As the auto-fire extinguisher system was activated, Rem shook his head in disappointment. "I knew that the Ophelia couldn't take hits very well, but this is ridiculous. I have never experienced anything like this before."

---

Shortly after Yukarinrin's transmission...

"You know, Sariel..." Rem murmured, looking back at the burning remains of the Ophelia. "Perhaps this isn't the end... Only the start."

"I've never imagined such words coming from a man like yourself."

"I have no one else to confide in but you people."

"Are you so sure about that?"

"I don't know... I really don't."

"We can fix that. Only if you'll let us."

Rem looked back at the others. "Life's sweet, but short. Everyone knows that. I'm very unfortunate to say that I can't say the same thing about myself. Look at me. I'm a wreck." Sariel and Shingyoku looked with genuine concern at Rem. Shingyoku was now under the guise of a worried priest, and surveyed the situation.

"As it stands now, Rem," Shingyoku said sternly. "We cannot do very much about the situation. At best, we can still continue the TITANIA Project and get the enhancements changed for a replacement. We're all sad that this has happened, and I say this with much regret and trepanation, but we must move on." Rem applauded.

"Seconded..." Rem conceded, looking down at the ground. He clenched his fist. "...And there it goes." he finished, suddenly looking back at the Ophelia's wreck as it imploded and a white light engulfed all.

---

With a glare of disbelief, Rem, Shingyoku (now a priestess again) and Sariel stared at the condition of the Ophelia, which they suddenly found themselves back inside. It was pristine and mint in condition, as if it had never been touched before. Not even Kikuri could manage a paintjob like this. "I'm certainly surprised." Sariel could only utter these words as she took a feel for the controls again.

"It looks like that thing's gonna blow," Rem said, paying heed to Shizuha's warning. "Let's get the hell out of here before we get a repeat of what happened earlier."

Title: Re: Mecha RPG - Recollection of a Solar War (Story Thread)
Post by: Rabbit on September 25, 2009, 11:38:12 AM

"Ohhhh...what on earth is going on?"

Elise was looking frantically at the readings while maintaining a defensive position against the enemies that she was still fighting.

"Well now that my rhythm's been thrown off, what do you want?"

"Are you sane, Elise?" Mugetu was asking, "Look at the engineering readouts.  Whatever has happened out there, this would be the ideal time to escape and save ourselves from your own madness."

"She's right", Gengetu conceded, "we've thrown them back for now but it's only a matter of time before we're cut off.  No one mech, not even our lovely Faust, can take on an army.  Besides, I'm getting a signal from the Amaterasu - we've got the order to retreat."

That did it.

"Tch...fine.  We'll make use of this power I guess.  Gengetu!  Take care of the thruster adjustments and use what we have left in the Alchemical Drive.  Mugetu!  Start diverting that extra power from the core into something we can use.  We'll get the science officers to take a look at the machine later.  We're retreating from this area.  Mission accomplished."

The Faust did a complete 180 towards the last known position of the civilian surveyor ship Amaterasu and began an orderly withdrawal.  Small arms stitched the space around it but everyone had seen that white light and knew without being told that today's battle was effectively over.  A few half-hearted parting shots were exchanged but nothing more of note was accomplished.

"Sending encrypted transmission.  This is Elise - we are returning as ordered.  Open the launch bays and for heaven's sake give us the coordinates of the docking bay so there aren't any more optic camouflage accidents."

Title: Re: Mecha RPG - Recollection of a Solar War (Story Thread)
Post by: ES-Anthy on October 07, 2009, 11:55:21 PM

Neo Flying Iron Fortress MazinGetter: Episode 6 [The Dawn of a New Connection?]

Avalon Colony after Red's all unit communication

"Hello everyone, this is Red. As you can probably tell, the core chamber is about to collapse, and Avalon is likely to follow. You should gather up escape pods and get out of here as soon as you can. Over~"


With those words the MazinGetter with it's crew flew out to get a quick look over the scene

"Rouge is still back there, let me at that villain!" yelled out Anthony in search of Rouge's mech

"S-stop that now Anthony! W-we need to protect those escape pods!" Letty yelled, taking the co-pilot controls, preventing Anthony from taking the MazinGetter to a fight they might not win.

"Dammit let me go after Rouge!" Anthony yelled, trying to hotblood the controls to his will, which mostly just led to the MazinGetter flying back and forth in the air, nearly avoiding the debris falling in the area.

"What's more important!, Some rival or the lives of many more people?" Letty said, being deadly serious, and with those words the MazinGetter collided with a piece of debris, causing the MazinGetter to fly off a bit and causing come cockpit turbulence, sending Anthony from his seat into Letty, knocking both of them onto the floor, with Anthony on top of Letty, with their faces almost touching, with both of them noticing and getting red in the face. Anthony quickly got up off of Letty and got back to his seat, trying to stay cool, and Letty did likewise

"Well, lets go save those people..." said Anthony, his voice softer than usual

"Y-yea..l-lets..." muttered Letty, with both of them going off to help bucket force with the escape pods, avoiding debris while the two were trying to avoid eachother's sight

Title: Re: Mecha RPG - Recollection of a Solar War (Story Thread)
Post by: Hello Purvis on October 08, 2009, 01:17:34 AM

"Left!" Shizuha cries, then braces herself as Bucket Force lurches violently. A moment later, a car-sized hunk of debris slams down where the nachtmare would have been on its previous vector.

"Hells," Kisume mutters, Bucket Force swoops around the debris and picks up a Terran escape pod. "Would've been nice if that Core could have given us just a bit of a head start."

"I expect it's why things have yet to disintegrate more than they already have," Shizuha says as she frowns at the her instruments, doing her best to pick out the next problem spot. "I don't quite have the time to figure it out right now."

"Martian grabbed a pod," says Rumia.

"I saw, dear," says Shizuha. "Thank you. Oh, keep an eye on that pod to the northeast, Golden Silver, it's in danger."

"Right," says Rumia.

Bucket Force makes it way toward the northeast corner of the Core Chamber, darting around and over fallen and falling debris. At one point, it lashes out with its bludgeon, smashing a boulder into the far wall. Here and there it snags an escape pod, shoving them into its bucket. As the rest of the forces make their way out, some of them grab the nearby escape pods; be it to claim credit for taking a prisoner, rescuing a companion, or simple law of the void instinct to leave no man standard. Here and there, a unit may take risks to grab a friend stranded far from the entrance, but many are them are left with only Bucket Force trying to rescue them.

"Hey," says Kisume, "That one weird Nacht's still here."

"No, it's moving toward us now," says Shizuha. Trying not to look away from her other work, she opens a channel to MazinGetter, and says, "This is Red, if you're going to help us, take the Southwest corner. Try to get the people furthest away, first, and plot a course for minimal backtracking. And keep coordinated with us. Over~"

"I didn't say you get to fall!" Rumia shouts at the same time, aiming Bucket Force's main gun at a chunk of debris starting to call on the pod that Shizuha told her to watch and reducing it to gravel.

To the Southwest, MazinGetter can see  fourpods, one of them nearby trapped under some loose debris, and another starting to come under heavy rain from above.

Title: Re: Mecha RPG - Recollection of a Solar War (Story Thread)
Post by: ES-Anthy on October 09, 2009, 10:32:30 PM

Neo Flying Iron Fortress MazinGetter: Episode 7 [Dangerous Rescue From Certain Death!]

After the Transmission from bucket force and getting to the Southwest corner

Once seeing the situation, Anthony quickly acts "Letty! I need something to stop that falling debris!" he yelled out, trying to find a weapon to quickly handle this

"W-well, we could either destroy the falling debris with the weapons we have or create some sort of barrier with the freezing laser cannon" Letty replied, worried about Anthony's possible choice, which was met with a sudden boost towards the escape pod getting close hit by debris 

"Well lets break some stuff and save people!" Yelled out Anthony, with having the MazinGetter pull out the tomahawk to the left hand and prepping the right for a rocket punch, and letting the two fly at the debris as the MazinGetter swooped in to collect the escape pod with the MazinGetter's now free left hand. Letty was in shock from the sudden boost through.

"A-anthony! you gotta tell me when you're gonna do stuff like that!" Yelled out Letty, annoyed that Anthony risked the MazinGetter, which it's rocket fist returned, and caught the tomahawk in it's right, holding the escape pod in the left

"Well, I'm just used to acting before saying anything" Anthony said, which then he landed the MazinGetter by the other escape pod already under debris, and started to pick away at it with the tomahawk

"That isn't an excuse, just don't act like that, you're not the only one piloting this nightmare!" yelled out Letty, getting angrier at each word coming out of Anthony's mouth

"Look, I'm sorry, I didn't want to wait anylong because I thought the pod would have been crushed before we could get to it." Anthony muttered, starting to get a bit down from Letty's words "so, lets just take care of the other pods..."

"Ok, just tell me when you're gonna do something like that in the future" Letty said, as the MazinGetter finished up cleaing off the rubble and picked up the 2nd escape pod.

Anthony brightened up a little bit from Letty's words "Well, lets get the other 2 escape pods and head back to Bucket Force as soon as possible!" he said energetically, taking flight with the MazinGetter towards the other 2, picking them up and flying towards Bucket Force

Title: Re: Mecha RPG - Recollection of a Solar War (Story Thread)
Post by: Rabbit on October 12, 2009, 08:56:29 PM

Civilian Surveyor Ship Amaterasu

The Faust slowed to a crawl as it reached the Amaterasu's general area, microthrusters firing throughout the main body until it drifted, relatively inert, in space.  Inside, the machine was a flurry of activity with all three of the crew working to balance the engineering difficulties of this sudden influx of energy into the core.  A small line of text crawled across Elise's display monitor consisting of a string of numbers that only a pilot would be able to understand.  It was an approach vector for the unmarked docking bay that was used to transport top secret cargo.  There was still much about Faust and Elise herself that Gensokyo still didn't understand and it had recently been decreed that her unit be kept under lock and key until it could be studied further.

"Command, this is Unit-10.  We are starting our approach."

Acknowledgement runes flashed on the display and Elise took the mech in for a gentle landing at about the point where she guessed the docking bay entrance to be.  The Faust drifted gently through the optic camouflage net and shook heavily as it "tripped" over the lower edge of the airlock and almost slammed into the ground.

"H-hey!" Mugetu reproached, "be a little more careful next time."

Elise ignored her.  She was doing the best she could and they both knew it.  Instead she concentrated on righting the mech so that it could be secured for regular maintenance.

"Err...1-0 could you run another check and make sure you've stabilised it properly?  I'm picking up some abnormalities in the harmonics and core temperature."

"This is 1-0, nothing wrong on our end.  Right, Muge-"

An image flashed through her mind.  Writing started to appear in her vision as if it were engraved on the back of her eyes or seared permanently into her retinas.  She could see places that she had never been to and people that she had never met.  She was lying on a table underneath some kind of bizarre machine that gave off a purple light, being examined by doctors with a strange symbol stitched into their starched lab coats.

The light went out of her eyes.

Elise stood up.

"Eh?  Elise, what are you-"

There was a thump and Mugetu crumpled to the floor.  Gengetu did not fare better as she turned to subdue the rampant pilot.

Emergency klaxons wailed in the hangar.  The Faust's core temperature had spiked to insane levels and was resonating at a very different frequency from what was considered acceptable.  All of a sudden the comms channel went dead.

"1-0!  1-0!  Elise, respond now!  What is going on down there?!"

Meanwhile the mech drew its sword and began to carve holes in the bulkheads.  Secondary explosions rocked the area and fire bloomed out into space, out of the Amaterasu's optic camo net.  It was like a headless chicken, except with a sword and a very bad attitude.  The Faust was out of control.

Title: Re: Mecha RPG - Recollection of a Solar War (Story Thread)
Post by: Hello Purvis on October 13, 2009, 10:45:57 AM

Bucket Force dodges and weaves through the thickening hail of of debris, using its melee weapon to shield itself well as possible as the rain of falling objects becomes more and more of a withering hail. Only it and MazinGetter remain there now, everyone else has fled. Much of the former core chamber is now buried in at under a few feet of rubble. A few couple pods remain, desperately flashing their beacons in the hope that someone will see them before they are entombed.

There's little banter between the three pilots of Team Bucket now. Shizuha keeps a careful eye on the chamber's integrity, trying to detect where the next problem will be. Kisume, drawn deeply into dodging and retrieving the pods, barely has time to think let alone speak. Rumia, doing her best to turn the nachtmare's artillery against the falling debris to clear a path, sings "Fry that chicken~" over and over again, periodically adding "You here me?"

Water begins to pour into the chamber, as an aquifer begins to leak through the weakening structure. Shizuha indulges in a rare profanity, suggesting a new route to Kisume, who does not even grunt in acknowledgment.

Finally, they meet with MazinGetter close to where the core once stood. "This is Red," Shizuha gasps through the comms as Bucket Force quickly takes the pods off MazinGetter's hands, "There's just one pod left, but there's another problem. The way out has been covered. Handle it for us, Over!" And with that, Bucket Force jets toward the southeastern quadrant of the chamber.

Title: Re: Mecha RPG - Recollection of a Solar War (Story Thread)
Post by: ES-Anthy on October 16, 2009, 12:00:00 PM

Neo Flying Iron Fortress MazinGetter: Episode 8 [Great Wall Breaking Escape!]

This is Red," Shizuha gasps through the comms as Bucket Force quickly takes the pods off MazinGetter's hands, "There's just one pod left, but there's another problem. The way out has been covered. Handle it for us, Over!" And with that, Bucket Force jets toward the southeastern quadrant of the chamber.

"All Right! Breaking down walls is one of my specialties!" Yelled out Anthony as the MazinGetter flew to the debris covered exit, which then the MazinGetter took it's Rocket punch position "Now, FIRE ROCKET PUNCH!" but then, the fist did not fire at the debris. "W-what the heck?! Why didn't it fire?!"

"Just hold on Anthony, the fuel in the jet for the rocket punch is getting low, there's only enough for it to fire off once, and it doesn't even have enough for a return trip" Explained Letty, who had prevented the firing of the punch

"Then we'll just pierce it through with the Bang Nail!" he yelled out

"From the sensors, the wall is too thick to pierce through with just the nail too, plus you know that the tomahawk won't work either, and the chest laser isn't made for breaking through objects, just freezing" explained Letty, trying to put common sense into Anthony's head

"Well, if none of the attacks work by themselves, then I'll just combine them all!" Yelled out Anthony, with MazinGetter taking the tomahawk into it's right hand, and pulling out the bang nail with his left "Now start charging the Breast Freezer, I'll need it ready for this!"

"Well, we got nothing else to try, just make this count" said Letty, who started to charge up the chest laser, and giving permission for the rocket punch

"Now! Piercing Nail of Justice and Iron Cutter MazinGetter edition!" Yelled Anthony, with the MazinGetter throwing the bang nail and following up with the rocket punch holding the tomahawk, the two attacks line up with the rocket punch right behind the nail, "Now, BREASTO FREEZER!" he cried out, firing the freezing chest laser, encasing both of the previous two attacks into one giant icicle, geting ready to hit the debris wall, "Quickly, Getter Wing!" with those words the MazinGetter boosted up to speed, coming right up behind the Icicle, getting ready to punch with the right arm, to reconnect the rocket punch "Take this! DYNAMIC IRON CUTTING BLIZZARD BANG!" he yelled out at the top of his lungs, which then the icicle made contact with the wall of debris, and the MazinGetter punched with it's right arm, breaking into the ice and reconnecting the rocket punch, and driving the bang nail deep into the wall, with the added boost the MazinGetter busted through the wall of debris, getting some damage in the process

"God you're one freaking insane nut case!" Yelled out Letty, shaking a bit from the sudden almost crashing into the wall

"I get that alot, but we at least made an entrance right?" said Anthony, giving a big grin to Letty "...also I've noticed, that other person you brought with you, is that person dead or just a really heavy sleeper?" he said, pointing to Orange on the floor

"She's a heavy sleeper" said Letty, "either way we should contact Bucket force that the entrance is open" said Letty, who started to set up a communication line with Bucket force. "Hello Bucket force, this is Mazin Robo, we have opened the exit, so hurry up because that place isn't gonna last much longer I think"

Title: Re: Mecha RPG - Recollection of a Solar War (Story Thread)
Post by: Hello Purvis on October 21, 2009, 06:58:28 PM

Bucket Force collects the last of the escape pods as a loud rumble echoes through the already hectic chamber. "The hell?!" Kisume cries, jerking Bucket Force aside and nearly dropping the escape pod.

"I'm no-" says Shizuha, before she is cut off by Letty's message. She listens to it, then says, "I expect that explains it. Let's follow her advice, shall we?" Then she opens the comms line to MazinGetter and says, "This is Red. Could you lead the way and keep the debris off us? We're a little burdened down at the moment."

"Okay then, we'll cover you, you heard that Anthony?" Letty says, trying to get his attention

"Yea, I got it, just keep the debris away from the others" shouts Anthony. still on a bit of a high from busting that wall. The Mazingetter then paused at the newly made entrance, waiting for Bucketforce to make it

Major portions of the chamber had caved in, with others following, forcing Team Bucket to take a roundabout route though a labyrinth of fallen rock; often disappearing entirely from MazinGetter's sight. But soon enough, its arms and bucket loaded with more escape pods than any one Nochtmare should carry at once, Bucket Force arrives at the entrance.

"So, are we ready to go now Letty" mutters Anthony, getting impatient, shifting around in his seat.

"Yep, Bucket Force is here now, so start the trip through the opening" responds Letty, with the MazinGetter starting to make it's way into the tunnel out.

Bucket Force falls in behind MazinGetter, letting the bulky Nachtmare take a fair deal of the brunt from the debris raining down the tunnel. "Hey," Rumia says, leaning back into her seat now that her job is done, "Who're these guys, anyways? That's Letty you're talking to, right Red?"

 "It is," Shizuha answers, "But as to the rest of that question..." She hails MazinGetter again.
"This is Red. Letty, I don't think I really paid too much attention beforehand, but that doesn't quick strike me as the Nachtmare you started with."

"Hi Letty!" Rumia callss from her set, twisting around to face Shizuha's station.

"Hi Ruima" Letty says in response to Ruima "Oh, well we had something happen a bit ago, the Nachtmare we originally went out in got shot down due to Orange taking it out before Konnagara was finished with tuning it up, after getting Orange out of the wreckage I saw a solar frame crash nearby so I went to check it and found a passed out pilot, after bringing him back to where the nachtmare...crashed, the mana core started to act up and it did some weird stuff, which involved it flying off to the crashed solar frame and combining with it, creating this new nachtmare" Letty takes a deep breath after the long winded explanation

"...Orange," growls Kisume from her seat with a definite undertone, thankfully too low for the comms to pick up and relay.

"Is everyone alright?" asks Shizuha, trying to discretely hide her own frown behind folded hands.

"Currently this Nachtmare is still in good condition, Orange is still knocked out, and that solar frame pilot named Anthony is helping us by piloting" say Letty ("Ha!" says Rumia, prompting Shiziha to give her a look),  "...but I'm kinda worried he's a little, you know, crazy in the head" muttered Letty, being sure that last bit wasn't audible to Anthony

Shizuha returns her attention to Letty. "Oh yes, he was shouting quite a lot, wasn't he? Is he one of ours?"

"Bah, all this breaking debris is getting boring, lets pop in something to watch" says Anthony, searching through a box of tapes that surprisingly survived through the previous experiences, along with the TV and VCR, he pulled out a tape of Getter robo and set it to play, the Getter robo theme being audible in the background

"Well," Says Letty, "as I said he was a solar frame pilot, he isn't originally one of ours, but I'm sure he's going to stick with us" said Letty, confident in her choice

"Oh," Shizuha says, "do you know him?"

"Well I got to know him a little bit, but honestly, I just met him after crashing, but he....he kinda reminds me of someone I once knew" mutters Letty, getting a little worried

Shizuha purses her lips. "May I pry?"

"Gust Gust Getter Gust!" yelled Anthony as he was singing along with the opening theme of getter robo

"Go ahead" responds Letty

Shizuha nods. "Who does he remind you of, exactly?"

"I bet it's Misuzu," says Rumia, "She shouts a lot sometimes!"

"He just reminds me of someone I met one Winter a long time ago, before Gensokyo left the planet " says  Letty, unsure of her words

"I met someone one winter," says Rumia with a solemn tone that defies the bouncing she does in her seat. "He was getting firewood, but he tried to throw it at me because I wanted to borrow his boots for awhile. He was a meanie puss."

Shizuha pays little heed to Rumia, and says, "Well, I suppose that will do. Just out of curiosity, why did he join up with us, anyways? Not that I'm upset about that, mind you."

"He joined up with us because he found out that the higher ups at Mars were lying to him, so he broke off from them and joined up with us" responds Letty

"Yes, Go Getter-3, show them Musashi!" Yells out Anthony as he continues to pilot and watch Getter robo

"Mars?!" says Kisume, her dismay audible to Letty. Shizuha gives Kisume a cool look, though the latter is too busy piloting to actually note this. Rumia, offscreen, frowns a little as she ceases her previous restless bouncing.

"Interesting, why was he with the Mars, if he was so obviously against their methods?" Shizuha asks.

"He said that he originally thought that Mars was fighting against the evil of the galaxy, but apparently the higher ups lied to him for most of the missions, keeping him in the dark" explains Letty, starting to feel a little worried for Anthony

"He must've been really sheltered," Rumia says, her prior fidgeting resumed as though nothing had interrupted it. "There're people like that."

"Golden Silver does raise a fair point," says Shizuha. "But I suppose we have no real idea how they do things on Mars, do we? So, how did they trick him? Might be good to know this for other such people."

"I didn't ask him about that, it didn't come to mind, I'll have to ask him later" responds Letty

"Quite," says Shizuha. "Do you know anything else about him? It's going to be...interesting to explain him to Yukari. Though I suppose Suwako and I's good word will carry some weight."

"Well, the only other thing is that, he's rather, like one of those stereotypical mecha pilots back in those really old mecha series, at least he is if Sanae's words are anything to go on" said Letty 

Shizuha raises her eyebrows. "Oh, he knows Sanae?"

"No no, he just acts like one of those pilots from the old series that Sanae talks about, I'm sure he doesn't actually know Sanae" exclaims Letty

"Ah," says Shizuha. "I hardly know her well enough to know anything about her tastes or experiences. Oh, speaking of people that we know. Is it just me, or did that one pilot sound rather like Remilia?"

"Yea, that one did rather sound alot like her, I was wondering where she went" says Letty

"That wasn't Remilia," says Rumia. "Remilia is back home, remember?"

"Either way," says Letty, "I think that pilot, Remilia like or not, is going to be a problem in  the future, since Anthony is from Mars and he just broke off from them, that pilot is going to probably give chase."

Shizuha gives a nod. "Likely so. Oh, I have a question. Does your friend know how they found us here? I was under the impression that no one knew about Avalon."

"He was just sent out after given orders to attack, he wasn't told anything about how they found out though" explained Letty

Sighing, Shizuha says, "I didn't think it would be that easy. Hopefully one of these people we saved will have something useful to say on that issue."

"Yea, I hope so too..." muttered Letty as she soon noticed something ."Oh man, Konnagara is gonna have our heads..."

"Well, it is not as though the situation demanded any less," says Shizuha, adding a little warmth to her tone. "I think it all turned out for the best, don't you?"

"I mean," Letty continues, "we kinda wrecked the Nachtmare that Konnagara was working on...I'm sure that's not going to end well. I'm just, going to try to not think about it" She shakes a little

"It seems to be working quite well, wouldn't you agree?" asks Shizuha. "Just a little different than before. No doubt she'll have a grand time mapping out what has changed."

"Possibly," Letty admits, "just sorta worried that she'll be angry that we broke the original model she was planning on modifying"

"I think she should be happier that you came back in one piece and with a newer machine. I'm sure she can modify that one one just as well if she still has that notion."

"Yea, Konnagara won't be too angry, and I'm sure that she'll be happy to see the make of this new nacthmare, now I just hope that she'll get along with Anthony"

Shzuha nods, as the sensors tell her the end of the tunnel is coming up. "That could be a concern."

Title: Re: Mecha RPG - Recollection of a Solar War (Story Thread)
Post by: Hello Purvis on November 13, 2009, 10:17:51 AM

The Battle of Avalon is, for all intents and purposes, over.

Since the destruction of the Palace, the field battles mostly came to an end; with only assorted skirmishes between individual invaders. For the most part, it was now the work of the recon teams, seeking out escape pods; both their own and the enemy's. In particular, the Martian forces scramble to gather their fallen from the fallen capital ship, trusting upon the proximity of their home world to keep the other forces too worried to try anything drastic. Others, with the heat of battle taken down below, turn their scanners toward the curious and anachronistic world that they had discovered, before the next wave of anticipated fighting would begin.

This fragile peace soon comes to an end, as the land begins to rumble and quake while frenzied communications from below tell the tale of Avalon's coming demise. The battle below is quickly forgotten, as mecha flee from there as quickly as possible, some grabbing lost escape pods and others simply trying to escape. The attack on the Amaterasu comes to an end, already pressed by stiff resistance, and the Avalonian escape vessels make their bid for freedom unmolested. The land heaves and buckles, as great gashes tear themselves open. The dome, already stressed from the hole the invaders had earlier torn into it, shatters in into innumerable pieces. The already failing vacuum shield cannot handle the total loss and fails as well; the air within Avalon rushes into the void in a final gust, tearing into what structures remain and carrying with it the items of the people who had evacuated, as well as the corpses of the fallen and stragglers beyond the help of anyone now.

But, most inexplicably, Avalon begins to move. No ones' sensors can find a reason why it is so, but they cannot deny what they are seeing; the land is moving away into deep space. They can detect no motive force, nothing that should propel the land away from Mars' gravity, but it is moving away despite all such logic.

As the forces withdraw, and panicked mecha emerge from the tunnel, Avalon continues to buckle and shake, more and more of it crumbling away into space. The various forces return to their capital ships, wounded and frightened by the turn of events they had experienced. Here and there, a few pilots take half-hearted shots at departing foes, but nothing comes of it. The battle is over, their commanders and their senses tell them. For the Martians, it is time to draw back and recoup from the loss of a capital ship, while the people of Luna Corp and Earth know they have only so long before Mars can mobilize the rest of its fleet to deal with invaders. As for the Gensokyoans, returning to the Amaterasu, it is time to go home, the meeting between the various peoples beyond the borders having amounted to little.

Avalon continues its course away from Mars. But, as it breaks apart, its velocity slows. Soon, what was once Avalon has become a field of asteroids, surrounded by the vapor of water held there for the time being by the land's weak gravity. Among the asteroids float the remains of Avalon's civilization; broken cottages and bits of armor. Ropes and hay wains and crafts off all kinds; sad reminders of the people once there. Terra and Luna Corp both note this newborn asteroid field carefully, for among it they can detect a wealth of untapped minerals. Anyone could see this would become yet another battlefield, and another strain upon Mars' forces.

****

For those who had never entered the Amaterasu, the transition is something of a shock. While its exterior looks moderately normal, its interior resembles nothing more than the inside of a shogun's palace. Wooden floors and rice paper walls, many places decorated with hanging scrolls or ink paintings; it is easy for the uninitiated to almost forget where they are. Light comes from paper lanterns hung about, though a discerning eye notes that no candles burn within them.

Thankfully, despite it's curious decor, the Amaterasu bears a spacious mecha bay, with more than enough berths to take care of the full compliment of nachtmares, as well as the new arrivals. Numerous kappa dash back and forth, tending to machines and the wounded, though many find that their work is a lot lighter than what they had anticipated in the wake of the Core's restoration. An armed party of human guards take care of the escape pods that Bucket Force had retrieved, escorting them away to be properly imprisoned.

As the pilots leave their mecha and take care of themselves, a green-haired woman enters the bay and walks roughly to the center. Wearing her customary red dress, matching ribbon, and a wide smile, many Gensokyoans would easily recognize Hina Kagiyama. "Excuse me," she calls loudly, "We have quite a few new arrivals with us now! If anyone would like to be shown around the Amaterasu, please accompany me. I'll be sure to show you where you can get medical attention or something to eat, or simply a place to relax and meet everyone. I'm sure you're all tired, but this will only take a little time, and it's rather easy to get lost..."

Title: Re: Mecha RPG - Recollection of a Solar War (Story Thread)
Post by: Hello Purvis on November 17, 2009, 08:43:34 PM

Outside Margaret's Room

As Margaret is drug from her nice warm bed and into the hallways for unwanted socializations, she and Eirin can hear some rather animated conversation down the hall. That, and a weird sound that makes Margaret think of someone kicking a metal wall.



In the hangar

"So, how does it look?" Kisume asks.

Shizuha paces around Bucket Force, frowning and rubbing her chin. Meanwhile, Rumia pirouettes in place, arms extended out as is her custom, smiling at the world. After a moment, the goddess rejoins her companions and says, "Cosmetic damage. The armor is not compromised in any way, but it will be a liability until the kappa see to it."

"Know what we should do?" Rumia says, stopping her spinning suddenly. "We should find Alice and make her make Bucket Force change colors when it changes. Then it'll be six times better!"

"Rumia," says Kisume, hopping and turning in midair with a well-practiced motion to face her, "That is... genius."

Rumia nods. "I know." Then she looks around, and starts to run toward MazinGetter. "I'll see you in the park later for practice!"

"This'll be so freakin' sweet," Kisume says as she looks back to Shizuha.

Title: Re: Mecha RPG - Recollection of a Solar War (Story Thread)
Post by: trancehime on November 18, 2009, 08:53:46 AM

Yokoso he AMATERASU号!

Rem left his Nachtmare alongside Shingyoku (who was now a floaty orb, emotionless) and Sariel. Kikuri was present too, for obvious reasons, but she seemed to recognize little miss Green Spinny. "That's a Hina," she said. Sariel and Shingyoku batted an eyelid to see the red-garbed curse goddess. "I suggest we go to follow her, we're obviously quite new here!" Shingyoku was strangely silent, as if some emotion had overcome her. Sariel was too busy looking around to pay any sort of attention. Rem simply sighed and nodded in approval. So, this is the so called Amaterasu I hear about... he thought in his mind before Kikuri sent a telepathic disturbance and knocked Rem out of his reverie. "Ah, yeah, yeah, let's go already." he said, looking back at the Ophelia, which seemed to be relatively unharmed. Kikuri didn't seem to be new to this place, and it was more evident when she blurted out "Oh, I'll catch up with you guys later, I need to check something on here. Y'know, see if the SR is busted or anything."

The SR should be fine, liar.

Rem approached Hina timidly. Sariel suddenly looked on forward and tilted her head.

"Uh..." he muttered slowly. "Well, I guess I'm kinda new here, and I heard you mentioning something about a tour of some sort. So... Uh, yeah..." Rem said, not looking at Hina even once. It's quite clear that Rem was both nervous and bitter at the same time, something was definitely on his mind.

Title: Re: Mecha RPG - Recollection of a Solar War (Story Thread)
Post by: Hello Purvis on November 18, 2009, 10:57:27 PM

The Hangar

Hina gives her little-too-wide smile to Rem, and says, "Then let me welcome you to the Amaterasu! You don't have to be shy, you'll be welcome here." She checks a clipboard, then glances at Rem's mecha for a moment. "Oh! You would be the one who backed up my friends when they were trying to break up that fight, weren't you? Then let me thank you for that. Kisume, that would be Green, has a good heart, but sometimes she's a little reckless. But aren't we all?" She laughs. "What were you doing around there, anyways?"


Not Far from Margaret's Room

Eirin and Margaret round the corner, and see a half-dozen kappa transporting what seems to be an escape pod of with Terran markings. Or rather, they were transporting it and are now standing around it in various states of puzzlement. The noise that they both heard is clearly coming from the pod itself; it seems whomever is inside it is kicking against it.

"What the hell's wrong with this pod?" asks one of the kappa. "First she doesn't respond to any kind of hails, now she's trying batter the damn thing down!"

"Maybe the air cycler's busted?" says another.

"That'd be a problem," says the first kappa. "Better pop it open." Then the kappa notices Margaret and Eirin. "Oh hey, good timing. I need you guys to be ready in case this gal tries something tricky, eh?" She jerks a thumb toward the escape pod for emphasis. "That goes for the rest of you, too! Get those cutters ready quick-sharp! Yoriko, open the pod."

One of the kappa moves to fiddle with the pod's controls, while the rest of the kappa ready the naginata that they were carrying. In short order the pod opens. Moments later, a tall red-haired man emerges. Though the pod is of Terran design, rather than any kind of Terran uniform the man wears a set of plate armor with a white, green-trimmed tabard featuring a stylized raging lion over it. A shield is strapped to his back and a broadsword rests at his hip. It is hard to tell how old he is by looking at him, for his clean-shaving face has a sort of timeless quality to it that could range anywhere from mid-twenties to well into his fifties. His hair tumbles to his shoulders, framing a face currently twisted in a rather sour expression.

"Gah! Finally!" he cries, "I was beginning to wonder if ever I would get out of that blasted thing!" Then he notices the array of weapons pointed at him, and his expression grows yet more sour. "By all means, continue to wave those around. Perhaps you'll make a refreshing breeze to cool my face after that trial!" He looks around a bit more, noticing Eirin and Margaret. "You two, I sense that you possess some quality. Where am I? Was that cacophony of voices with in that mechanized armor correct in proclaiming Avalon no more?"

Title: Re: Mecha RPG - Recollection of a Solar War (Story Thread)
Post by: Hello Purvis on November 20, 2009, 02:52:33 AM

The red-haired man slams his fist into the Terran escape pod; his gauntlet and the pod's metal meeting with a resounding clang. "Damn them..." he says, as Margaret and Eirin debate among themselves. "Damn every last one of their callow hides..." Then he takes a deep breath and steadies himself. The kappa, more or less satisfied that the man isn't going to cause immediate trouble, put their weapons away and move away to give him some space. He seems not to really take any notice of them.

"I suppose," he says at length, "you would not know who I am. I am Sir Kay, Son of Sir Ector of the Forest Sauvage, Senschal to His Royal Majesty, King Pendragon II. And you?"

Title: Re: Mecha RPG - Recollection of a Solar War (Story Thread)
Post by: trancehime on November 20, 2009, 03:17:48 PM

Hangar

I hope so... Sariel mused to herself looking at Rem's distant look. Rem turned his attentions to Hina and nodded. "I was actually in search of this ship," Rem said bluntly. "I suppose I was a little lucky to land here after that ordeal. I was in search of information, so I took a job that happened to center around the area. Information about what? ...That's not to be discussed here." he finished. Sariel sighed with relief. Rem's gaze still looked rather distant and he didn't seem too enthused with talking a whole lot.

Shingyoku's emotionless husk of an orb vibrated, as if it sensed something.

Title: Re: Mecha RPG - Recollection of a Solar War (Story Thread)
Post by: ES-Anthy on November 21, 2009, 11:20:37 AM

In the Hanger

Anthony, and Letty with a knocked out Orange exit the cockpit, now standing at the feet of the towering MazinGetter, Anthony was gazing up at the tall standing mecha, unaware of something about to happen, in which a flying wrench nailed him in the side of the skull, throwing him off kilter, along with another clashing into the head of Orange, causing her to jump out of Letty's arms rubbing her head with a yelp of pain.

"What's the big idea doing that?!" Anthony and Orange yelled out, looking towards where the projectile tools were coming from, a tall standing figure in a Red robe with grey sleeves, long black hair and a glaring pair of red eyes, a sword by her side along with a spike protruding from her forehead in the shade of red like her robes.

"What's the big idea? WHAT'S THE BIG IDEA?! You two go off and take my masterpiece of a mecha which wasn't even complete yet, fly into a battle and get it completely wrecked, come back with this odd looking abomination of a machine and a Martian pilot who we don't even know is on our side!" Yelled out this woman, her eyes giving off the glare of death, Orange and Letty avoided making eye contact knowing what they did, while Anthony took the glare head on, and walked against it towards Konngara

"Shouldn't you be more worried that these two are still alive?!" he shouted back, now only a foot away from Konngara, in which one of her hands shifted to rest on the hilt of her sword.

"Where do you have the right to say anything here? This is a private team matter!" Konngara yelled back, now closing up to Anthony, a few inches from their faces touching

"Well I might as well be apart of this team now since that Mecha is mine!" Anthony cried out, in which the two started to grind foreheads together, seeing who would falter first, they continues to yell at each other while Orange and Letty was off on the sidelines, until Orange came in and smashed her head into the side of Konngara and Anthony, breaking up their yelling contest

"Look, I don't know what's been going on, but if this guy hasn't done anything yet I say he's good on my part, if he was some sort of traitor he wouldn't be sticking around, heck he would have probably jet a while ago if he was one of those backstabbers" Orange stated, now standing in-between the two, Konngara crossing her arms, realizing that Orange was probably right

"Fine, I'll trust him for now, but the first time I see him pull anything, and I mean anything sneaky, he's getting launched out of an airlock with no suit" Konngara deadpanned, now walking away from the others and started examining the mecha, getting several Kappa to help.

"So...can at least one of you tell me what happened?" Asked Orange, cocking her head to one side "all I can remember is just getting out onto the battle field before blacking out..."

"Well..." Letty muttered, walking over to Orange and soon informing her of all that happened while she was out.

"You mean all of that happened while I was out?" Orange asked as well.

"Pretty much" responded Letty.

"Man I miss all the best stuff!" cursed Orange, stomping the ground a bit in anger.

"Don't worry we'll have many more chances to strike at evil and come out on top!" Anthony shouted, pumping a fist into the air, Orange got a bit of encouragement from that comment, which after the three talked a bit more to get to know each other a bit better.

Anthony got his box of tapes and DVD's along with his special TV set, once getting out of the cockpit, hearing Rumia speak "I'll see you in the park later for practice!"

Anthony dropped the box and TV set, surprisingly it doesn't shatter, and responds to Rumia "I'll be up for that, but I guess I need to see more around the ship, so I'll see you later" he said, giving a big grin to Rumia, which after so he grabbed his stuff again and made his way over to Hina.

"Hey, I'm ready for this tour thing, I would kinda like not being lost around this big place" Anthony said, with Orange and Letty following behind. The trio ended up standing next to the Trio of Rem, Sariel, and the floating orb that is Shingyoku

Title: Re: Mecha RPG - Recollection of a Solar War (Story Thread)
Post by: Hello Purvis on November 21, 2009, 12:39:37 PM

HANGAR THE VIKING

Rumia falls into step with Anthony, arms extended out as is her custom. "Oh, I wasn't talking to you," she says, "I was talking to Kisume and Shizuha. We're a team and we have to practice! And you're that guy who shouts a whoooole lot!" She then looks Anthony in the eyes and says, "Thank you for helping us out with that big mess and getting us out of the tunnel." And with that she grabs one of Anthony's arms with both of her hands.

"Rumia! Stop that!" cries Hina, but the blonde-haired youkai pays Hina no mind as she sinks her teeth into Anthony's forearm. Thankfully, and surprisingly, it doesn't hurt him much; feeling more like the early stages of a blood pressure test than any kind of mastication attempt. Then Rumia's eyes fall upon Orange, and the bite suddenly grows much sharper and more realistic.

This lasts but a moment, though, before Rumia tears herself away from Anthony (thankfully releasing her bite beforehand) and sticks her tongue out at Orange. "You'll get yours, jerkhead!" she says with a scowl then runs away toward the hangar exit.

Hina frowns in the wake of all this. "Ahahahaha..." she says at length, scratching at the back of her head. "Please forgive Rumia. She's just a little different." She checks her clipboard again, and glances at MazinGetter for a second. "You're Anthony, yes? Please, let me introduce you to Rem. Let me say that you did us quite a service out there, as well. Thank you very much. Shizuha mentioned you used to work with Mars? Well, you both should know that we try not to hold people's pasts against them, as long as you make a genuine effort not cause too many problems here. But I will warn you, there are very nosy people. So, have you two met before?"

Title: Re: Mecha RPG - Recollection of a Solar War (Story Thread)
Post by: Hello Purvis on November 24, 2009, 07:37:22 AM

The Hallways

The kappa take the opportunity to clear out while Eirin and Margaret introduce themselves to Kay. The knight stares hard at Margaret for a moment as she rolls her eyes, then bows stiffly toward them. "I would say the pleasure is mine in differing circumstances. What is news, then? Particularly, have you started to take the names of the survivors and the missing people? I need to find my lady wife and my children."

Title: Re: Mecha RPG - Recollection of a Solar War (Story Thread)
Post by: ES-Anthy on November 24, 2009, 08:54:47 AM

The Hanger

After being bitten by Rumia and hearing her response to seeing Orange, Anthony turned to Orange, saying "Orange, is there some bad blood between you two?" his head cocked to the side for a bit.

Orange sighs, "It's just something that happened awhile ago, I don't feel like talking about it okay?" she responds, slightly avoiding eye contact.

"Okay then..." Anthony said, trying to push the recent event out of his mind, as well as turning to Hina.

Hina frowns in the wake of all this. "Ahahahaha..." she says at length, scratching at the back of her head. "Please forgive Rumia. She's just a little different." She checks her clipboard again, and glances at MazinGetter for a second. "You're Anthony, yes? Please, let me introduce you to Rem. Let me say that you did us quite a service out there, as well. Thank you very much. Shizuha mentioned you used to work with Mars? Well, you both should know that we try not to hold people's pasts against them, as long as you make a genuine effort not cause too many problems here. But I will warn you, there are very nosy people. So, have you two met before?"

"Oh uh, I haven't met him before" Anthony responded to Hina, which then he followed up with turning to Rem "Either way it's nice to meet ya, I'm Anthony" Anthony said with a grin on his face, holding out a hand to Rem.

Title: Re: Mecha RPG - Recollection of a Solar War (Story Thread)
Post by: trancehime on November 24, 2009, 01:17:46 PM

Hangar

Rem noticed that the guy who owned the outlandish Nachtmare "MazinGetter" had introduced himself and extended a hand. At least he was polite and didn't seem like a very mean person. Rem tried to force a smile, but instead scrapped the idea and returned the polite gesture with a firm handshake. "...Yes, as she says, I am Rem. Rem Farsalina. ...I hope we can get along." he said, with barely any emotion. Almost as if he forced himself to be nice back. Something about him itched whenever he tried to be nice to others, it's as if something from his past bit his mind and has been plaguing him. Sariel sighed. "...Please don't mind him, dear Anthony," she mentioned, in an attempt to save face. "He doesn't mean any harm, but he's a troubled person. He's too used to only seeing me and the others. Please don't take this the wrong way!" she continued, bowing politely. Rem looked at Sariel solemnly, as if he were thanking her. Shingyoku by now had released itself from its spherical husk, and was now the sagacious priest he usually was when he wasn't in the Ophelia. Rem looked up for a moment, shrugged and looked back forward, thinking of something.

Title: Re: Mecha RPG - Recollection of a Solar War (Story Thread)
Post by: Caber Knight Etch-A-Sketch on November 24, 2009, 02:31:13 PM

earlier, in the Avalon Mana core


"Damn... it can't end here... not now!" Forte struggled to get the Nightmare to move, but ot no avail.

"This is New Moon, I'm going to retrieve the pilot now." The Whirlwind approached the Twilight Moon, which had slumped over against the core.

"Hey, Marisa?" Forte called to the girl behind him. "What was that weapon this thing's got again?"

"The Masterspark Cannon?" Marisa looked at where the Nightmare was laying, and understood what to do. Besides, it's a good excuse to test the weapon out.

"Hey, what's going on over there?!? Marisa!" The comm system squawked, but both pilots ignored the noise.

"Magicannon-Masterspark Cannon is ready to go, ze! Fire when ready!" . The chest of the Nightmare openned up to reveal an octagonal block with a mirror in the center.The comms system continued to make noise, but Forte already pressed the red button.

"Intense energy reading detected! New Moon, get out of there!" The Whirlwind's ejection pod fired as the Frame was obliterated by a massive energy beam fired from the Nightmare's chest. The remaining lunar machine fled, taking the escape pod with it.

"Whew, it's over. Hey, you ok? Oi! Don't pass out on me! HEY!"


Dreamworld...


What is this.... Is this... a dream? Must be.... What was I doing...? Who is that... calling me...? And  why... am I falling?


current position: Amaterasu


The Twilight Moon limped into the hangar bay. Nazrin and Alice rushed to the cockpit as the hatched openned up. Marisa hopped out of her chair and rushed up to Forte's seat.

"Hey, come on, wake up, you!" Marisa slapped Forte's cheek in an attempt to wake the sleeping Lunar soldier.

"Uh, Marisa?" Alice had a rather serious look on her face.

"Eh? What?"

"Exactly why did you take a lunar pilot anyways?!?"

"Hey, the machine wouldn't let the frame go! Ask the Nightmare!"

"Hey, I think he's waking up!" Nazrin piped up as Forte's eyes began to flutter open.

"Well well, about time." Marisa leaned into the cockpit. "Up and at 'em!"

"Alright, alright, I'm getting up..." Forte rubbed his eyes and pushed himself out of the chair.

"Alright, let me introduce th rest of the crew to ya. This is Nazrin, our mission analyst." Marisa pointed to the girl with the grey hair. come to think of it, she also had a tail and mouse ears. "And this is our mechanist, Alice Margatroid. Sometimes, she takes over as mission analyst for when Nazrin isn't available."

"Nice to meet you guys. Best I introduce myself. Name's Forte."

"Hey, everyone's gathering over there."

"I see. Well, we should probably head there as well. Quite frankly, I'm a bit curious as to who the pilots of those other machines were." Forte was about to head over to when he suddenly stopped and turned back towards the Nightmare. "Right, best I not forget this." Forte pulled an unusual cylindrical objject from the compartment before heading back to the team.

"Here, what's that?" Alice asked, pointing at the object.

"Eh? Don't worry about it, Alice." Forte simply said as he holstered the object and walked on.

There were a number of pilots in the hangar, making small talk or something. In any case, it seems like they were introducing themselves. Although... it looked like he was the only L.C. pilot. Whatever that operation was, it was huge, and the L.C. will probably want a share. Not that the L.C. mattered right now. They probably consider him a traitor. They won't consider him a friendly craft, not after the fiasco in the core.

Oh well, only one thing to do. Might as well introduce myself to the crowd. He caught sight of one pilot, who looked very familiar. Pilots who've shot him down all look familiar...

"Eh? Forte, what's wrong?" Nazrin asked.

Forte did not answer as all he did was look at Rem...

Title: Re: Mecha RPG - Recollection of a Solar War (Story Thread)
Post by: trancehime on November 24, 2009, 03:02:33 PM

Hangar

As Rem was musing about his past transgressions, something, or rather, someone caught his attentions. It was Forte, and he looked at him with a distant gaze, as if he had recognized him of some sort. Rem immediately turned away from everyone else and tapped his foot on the ground to revert his attentions to something else. Sariel looked at Rem with much concern. "Eh...? What is the matter?" she asked. Rem remained silent, as he knew if he were to talk about it, it would cause a commotion. Rem knew better than to cause trouble in a place like this, especially if the people inside were hospitable. He had respect and decency, after all, for those who would treat him the same way. It is merely that in his life, he has never met anyone who treated him as an equal up to now, perhaps revealing his rough and cold exterior even more. Shingyoku tilted his head. "Miss Sariel, I believe there is a certain someone amongst us who has had... a falling out in the past. It would be best not to attract too much attention to it." he whispered in Sariel's ear, who immediately took the hint and knew exactly who it was.

...So, Forte is among us. Sariel thought. I hope he does not wish vengeance upon what Rem did, after all, it was a pyrrhic victory for them. An entire squadron reduced to only a few by the hands of less than ten frames... Truly, truly.

Shingyoku lowered his hat.

Title: Re: Mecha RPG - Recollection of a Solar War (Story Thread)
Post by: Hello Purvis on November 25, 2009, 01:18:20 AM

HANGAR THE BARBARIAN

Hina looks between Rem and Forte, frowns, then checks her clipboard quickly. "Oh, you'd be...Forte, yes? Would you and Rem and Rem happen to know each other?"

Title: Re: Mecha RPG - Recollection of a Solar War (Story Thread)
Post by: Caber Knight Etch-A-Sketch on November 25, 2009, 02:30:26 PM

Amaterasu Hangar


"Huh? Yeah, you could say something like that..." Forte stated as he continued to look at Rem.

Alice could tell that something was up with Forte and one of the other pilots. She'd seen that look before. Forte began walking towards the group, something seemingly awakened in his eyes.

"Hey, HEY! Don't do anything stupid!" Alice quietly shouted at Forte.

"Eh? Oh, don't worry, I won't do anything...too extreme." Forte said as he walked over to Rem, who was looking away at the time. Finally, Forte got to meet someone who shot him down in person, as opposed to through a moniter.

"So," Forte started up, "You're Rem, huh? Rather nasty of you to shoot me down TWICE, you know."  Facing Rem, he put a hand roughly on Rem's shoulder. "Looks like we're in the same boat now. I guess we'll see if three times IS the charm, eh?" Smiling, Forte patted Rem's shoulder before moving away. Rather sobering to see a rival pilot in person, but Rem had been able to take him down, so he must be skilled, and skill is something Forte can admire. Of course, to others it seemed like it was tempting fate.

Forte turned his attention to the green haired woman. "Yeah, I'm Forte. All I really need to know is where's a good place to get a drink. Lunar alcohol just isn't that strong, you know."

Marisa and Nazrin were more interested in the large box, filled with archaic mecha shows, that this one pilot was holding. Judging from the uniform, the pilot was Martian. His voice sounded very familiar...

"Hey, you're the guy who was yelling, weren't you?" Marisa asked rather bluntly to the Martian Pilot.

Title: Re: Mecha RPG - Recollection of a Solar War (Story Thread)
Post by: trancehime on November 25, 2009, 02:41:06 PM

Hangar

He was approached by Forte, and the last thing he wanted to happen had happened. He did not face Forte, and sighed. "...Don't think you can take me that easily. I was only saving my comrades that day. You were foolish in being rash. I do not wish to start anything in this ship, lest needless commotion happen. Please. Leave me in peace." Rem muttered, as Forte had placed his attentions somewhere else. Sariel sighed, and Shingyoku could not resist but change into the preppy priestess we all know and love. "Hey, what's the big idea with him, anyway, buster?" Shingyoku squealed, stomping the ground softly. "Does he want to tussle with you?" Rem remained quiet and shook his head.

"Oh, I'm sorry..." Shingyoku said. "I didn't know..."

Sariel whispered something into Shingyoku's ear, and that made her shut up.

"Please... Let me think for some time." Rem said, suddenly looking back at Hina and the others with a distant look on his face. He seemed to be ignoring the fact Forte was there. He wanted to put what had happened behind him, but it seemed that it wasn't going to happen anytime soon.

Le sigh.

Title: Re: Mecha RPG - Recollection of a Solar War (Story Thread)
Post by: ES-Anthy on November 25, 2009, 03:25:41 PM

Hangar

Sariel sighed. "...Please don't mind him, dear Anthony," she mentioned, in an attempt to save face. "He doesn't mean any harm, but he's a troubled person. He's too used to only seeing me and the others. Please don't take this the wrong way!" she continued, bowing politely. Rem looked at Sariel solemnly, as if he were thanking her. Shingyoku by now had released itself from its spherical husk, and was now the sagacious priest he usually was when he wasn't in the Ophelia. Rem looked up for a moment, shrugged and looked back forward, thinking of something.

"Don't worry about anything, it's just how some people act, anyone is a friend of mine as long as they don't align themselves with evil" Anthony spouted out, pumping a fist into the air with his box of mecha shows in one arm, completely unphased from seeing Shingyoku transform into his male form.


Marisa and Nazrin were more interested in the large box, filled with archaic mecha shows, that this one pilot was holding. Judging from the uniform, the pilot was Martian. His voice sounded very familiar...

"Hey, you're the guy who was yelling, weren't you?" Marisa asked rather bluntly to the Martian Pilot.

Anthony noticed the two girls staring at his box of Mecha media, which then he slowly set it down to his side to greet the two in-front of himself, "Yea I was, it's how I just do things" he said, his face sporting a look of confidence "Either way let me introduce myself, I'm Anthony" he said, holding out a hand to Marisa and Nazrin, while Orange and Letty were off talking to each other about a few current events.

"Letty, I just want to make sure again, what happened after we crashed?" Orange asked, cocking her head to one side.

"Well, as I said before... after we crashed the nightmare was utterly wrecked, except for the mana core itself, which then after a bit that solar frame Anthony was piloting crashed a bit away from ours, I checked it and grabbed Anthony, bringing him next to the mana core, which then it started to act weird, and float off with some parts of our nightmare, all the way over to the solar frame, which somehow it combined, I don't know why it did it or how, it just happened..." Letty explained, feeling a little clueless herself.

"Then, just remind me to keep an eye on Anthony, he seems like an odd fellow, but he may be special" Orange replied, looking over at Anthony

Title: Re: Mecha RPG - Recollection of a Solar War (Story Thread)
Post by: Caber Knight Etch-A-Sketch on November 25, 2009, 08:53:36 PM

"Marisa Kirisame, Magician Extrodinaire." Marisa said, doing a little salute. "This is Nazrin, Mousine Metal Detector."

"Man, this stuff is old! It'd be worth a huge fortune by now! Are you a collector?" Nazrin asked Anthony.

Forte caught what Shingyoku said and turned around. "Quite frankly, I would rather not fight Rem, as it looks like we're on the same side now. A pilot with that kind of skill, I actually resepct. I can only hope he doesn't shoot me down again..." Forte turned back to Hina. "Now, about the alcohol, if you could direct me there?"

Alice only put her face in her palm and shook her head. "Please, for the love of Shinki, don't start anything..."

Title: Re: Mecha RPG - Recollection of a Solar War (Story Thread)
Post by: Gappy on November 26, 2009, 12:13:01 AM

A lot earlier, on the final approach towards the Amaterasu

"....so how difficult is it to LAY OFF THE TRIGGER?!" Tenshi demanded.

"But all the pesky red swallows were trying to...." Trent began in defense.

"Trent, can you focus on landing?" Tenshi asked, exasperated, turning to point out of the cockpit.

"You have so little trust in our Knight, Tenshi-chan~" Yukari giggled. "He's done well so far."

"If you trust him then all the more reason for me not to!" Tenshi snapped. "We'll see if silly luck can get us on the ground safely."

"....landing....?" Trent blinked, welcoming the word with all the intellectual frustration of a neanderthal faced with a common pencil.

"...we're dead..." Tenshi facepalmed.

"Just follows the guide runes theres~" Suwako said, pointing out of the cockpit.

"Oh, the glowing spotty snakes, gotcha!" Trent nodded, guiding the Noble White towards the two lines of glowing runes projecting from the forcefield-protected hangar bay door.

It was a slow, almost graceful affair. Everyone who witnessed it could only do so with their jaws wide open in awe, amazement, and a cacophony of other random emotions. The more empathic may even wince with pain.

The Noble White's graceful legs were the first to touch the ground...or, ok, scratch into the landing bay tracks, eliciting sparks. It twisted, painfully, before buckling under the Noble White's gracefully turning frame. It spun gently, both horizontally and vertically, like a top doing a cartwheel. Every bounce across the landing bay was beautiful concerto of crashes and bangs as shimmering white armour bashed against cold reinforced jet-burnt steel, showering its surroundings with sparks.

The graceful dance ended with the Noble White in a heap at the end of the landing bay, just as the Prismbuster Squadron came up and landed lightly on the landing tracks behind.

"..." There was a long, awkward silence, before a pair of hands clapped commandingly.

"All right, team, we have a downed nacht. Let's show them how Amaterasu rolls!" Captain Murasa nodded at the stunned maintenance crew, who slowly unfroze and began to animate.

Kappas swam through the zero grave towards the Noble White with tools and a crane. Before long, the nacht was pulled out of its rather embarassing posture and winched over to its holding bay.

"I'm never co-piloting with you ever again!" The kappas opening the cockpit were bowled over by Tenshi flying out in what looked like a fit of rage.

"T-Tenshi-san..." Suwako called after her, before sighing as she gave up running after her. "U-ummm...w-well, Trents....good work?" She suggested.

"Hmm hmmm." Trent bobbed a nod at Suwako. "Ooh, nice digs. I like what you did with the pink flamingos." He blinked in an expresion of mild amusement as a few naginatas were levelled at his face. "Oooh, shiny~"

"W-wait! T-Trent's a friends!" Suwako gasped, flying out to get in between Trent and the naginatas.

"Suwako, let them take him away." Yukari said as she too left the cockpit to grasp onto the connecting bridge's transit handle.

"B-but...." Suwako began to protest.

"Suwako, if he is indeed on our side then he will be allowed to roam free once he's had a few minutes with Satori. All right?" Yukari suddenly broke into a smile.

"B-but..." Suwako said again.

"Don't worry, Suwako-chan. He'll be fine, I'm sure. Trent, you'll be a good boy, for Suwako-chan's sake, won't you?" Yukari asked Trent.

"If the paycheck orders it, then sure. I'll wait with Shirayuki-chan~" Trent nodded.

"Then it's settled." Yukari nodded. "Now....ah, captain Murasa and Yumemi." She said, nodding at the approaching captain Murasa and Yumemi.

"Welcome aboard, Yukari, Suwako." Murasa said with a grin.

"Thanks for the pickup. Was this Yumemi's idea?" Yukari smiled at the two.

"Indeed it was." Murasa nodded at Yumemi.

"It was a simple matter of necessity." Yumemi smiled modestly.

"Is the new refit ready yet?" Yukari asked as she began to make her way towards the crew room.

"Nitori is waiting at the Imperial Shipyards at the Takamagahara colony with the refit for the Amaterasu. Everything is ready for departure. We are simply awaiting your orders, Yukari." Yumemi replied, floating up to Yukari to join her.

"Then set a course for Takamagahara." Yukari nodded at her. "No point hanging around here any longer. Let's go."

"Captain Murasa to the bridge. We have the all-green." Captain Murasa said into her com-link. "Plot course alpha 1-3-4. Full speed, full stealth."

"I trust the evacuation went well, Reimu, Sanae?" Yukari asked them as they floated up from the Hisou Tenkou.

"Momiji and Mokou did their best to get everyone onto evac pods." Reimu said, gravely. "From there we got everyone safely through space onto the ship. But...it's difficult to say..."

"Don't beat yourself up over it, dear." Satori said, floating up with Koishi trailing behind. "We do what we can."

"Yep, what oneechan said!" Koishi nodded in agreement, smiling a radiant smile.

"Very good then. Excellent work, ladies~" Yukari nodded at them all with a smile. "We will debrief at dinner. For now, at ease~"

Title: Re: Mecha RPG - Recollection of a Solar War (Story Thread)
Post by: ES-Anthy on November 26, 2009, 08:52:04 AM

The Hangar

"Marisa Kirisame, Magician Extrodinaire." Marisa said, doing a little salute. "This is Nazrin, Mousine Metal Detector."

"Man, this stuff is old! It'd be worth a huge fortune by now! Are you a collector?" Nazrin asked Anthony.

"Nah, I'm not a collector, all of these are a personal treasure of mine, you see if it wasn't for these, I wouldn't be the person who I'm today" said Anthony, bringing a fist to his chest "These shows, showed me the light, that justice always comes out on top, and victory goes to those with true courage!" he went on, reciting almost every justice based mantra of super mecha.

Title: Re: Mecha RPG - Recollection of a Solar War (Story Thread)
Post by: Hello Purvis on November 26, 2009, 11:02:49 AM

Hallways with Margaret.

"As well," Kay adds, "I would like to speak with the grand marshal. As it stands I am but a stowaway, and it would be nice to make certain of my welcome."

HANGAR OF CIMMERIA

Hina watches the exchange between Rem and Forte with a carefully neutral expression, fearful that a firefight was going to erupt in the bay. While fights were by no means uncommon, the amount of bystanders in the hangar would make it inconvenient to say the least. However things seem to end, if not amicably, at least without tempers flaring.

"You can have all the time to think that you like," Hina says to Rem. "If you really need to be alone, that's fine. But it would help if we could show you around first."

Then she looks to Forte, "I'm certain we can find something full-bodied enough for your tastes. Though I would caution too strongly against getting particularly drunk, we aren't perfectly in the clear yet. Well... I suppose if you time things properly it shouldn't be a problem. Anyways, I think we've lingered long enough, this way please."

Hina leads the newcomers, and anyone interested in following, out of the hanger. Starting down a corridor lined with paper walls, she says, "The Amaterasu is special to us, it was the second vessel we've managed to make, the first of course being Patchouli Knowledge's rocket. It wasn't originally made for defensive use, but, well, let's just say that necessity is a mother of an inventor.

"To your left you'll see one of the many sets of stairs," she gestures toward a set of spiraling wooden stairs set into an alcove in wall. "There are four floors to the ship, though a lot of the room is taken up by the hangar, the storerooms, and such. But worry not, there's more than enough space for you to have as much privacy as you would like. The floor layout tries to be identical, to help out our friends who get lost more easily, but sometimes it can't be helped."

The group rounds a corner, and find that the corridor ends in a balcony some yards ahead. Beyond that, they can see sunlight, and a lone tree. "And up ahead is one something we are particularly proud of!" Hina leads the group to the balcony, and gestures outward toward a vibrant green expanse of trees and grass, nestled in the middle of the the ship. Looking upward, the source of the sunlight is not apparent, but the ceiling as been painted a shade of sky blue. All of the upper floors have been cut out to give more vertical space; they have been ringed with railings to make them into impromptu observation decks. In the middle of the park is a pond, fed by a stream that runs from a grate in one wall and flows out into another grate on the opposite side along a perpendicular all. A small flower garden has been planted along one corner of the park, with a few paths running through it, while trees dot the whole expanse.

"We would probably have gone nuts without this," Hina says. "It's quite the popular meeting place."

****

The rest of the tour is significantly less exciting. Aside from the park, there is a well-stocked cafeteria and bar, a few storage areas, and a dojo for those who might risk harming the park or wish for a quiet place to hone whatever they choose to hone. While they are not shown the bridge or the engine room, they get a good idea of where to find these locales. Finally, they are shown some empty rooms and invited to take what they like.


Bar and Grill

Kisume sits at the Amaterasu's bar, absently pushing some fried rice around a bowl with her chopsticks and not really paying any mind to anyone else. Instead, her mind wanders back to the events of the core. As much as she tries to ignore it, she cannot shake the panic that had gripped her then. By all rights, they should be dead. But somehow, that core had saved them. Not only that, it had spoken! What was that thing?

She takes a bite of her food and chews thoughtfully. No one would begrudge the core its intervention. But the fact it could intervene to begin with, what did that say about Avalon? And about the other worlds? Did the weird planets of this dimension also have those kinds of things? And why doesn't the fear go away? Everything is safe now, so why is it still there?

And...wasn't there a bottle of peach juice there at moment ago? Kisume frowns at the spot where her beverage was, mystified.

Halls of the Amaterasu

Shizuha wanders randomly, but with a purpose. Suwako had to be there somewhere, and she had a lot of questions that needed to be answered. But where had that little frog gotten herself off to?

The Park

Rumia, having fled from Orange, walks into the park. After waving to one of the of the kappa who greets her warmly, she flies up into her favorite tree and sits on a branch. And then...she waits. In time, the right moment will come.

Title: Re: Mecha RPG - Recollection of a Solar War (Story Thread)
Post by: trancehime on November 26, 2009, 01:46:55 PM

The Park

Rem asked Sariel, Shingyoku and Kikuri for a temporary reprieve from other people for some time. Thanks to Hina, whom he had thanked after the conclusion of the tour, Rem was able to make his way here to a place where he could regain his composure and gather his thoughts about the transgressions that had occured only moments ago, everything from encountering Forte to what had happened now. That man... Forte. I guessed he survived. Even if he is not being hostile now, I can't forgive him for what he did to my friends. He completely ruined them. Rem thought deeply as he sat down on a conveniently placed rock and rested his head on one of his palms. I don't know if he can ever be seen as one who had repented in my eyes. ...His penance shall be something worse than death. Rem continued to muse, looking up at the ceiling of the ship.

Bar and Grill

Sariel and Shingyoku were at the bar, talking about several things that concerned Rem. Shingyoku had calmed down from her outburst earlier and was in her composed male form, and was busy initiating conversation with the silent, but contemplating, Sariel. Shingyoku tipped his hat off and mentioned something rather chilling to Sariel. "Have you considered talking to Rem about his problem? I believe he plans to set a plan in motion, a plan to get back at Forte. I do not think he wishes to kill him though, I believe he wants to do something even worse..." Shingyoku ranted, to which Sariel suddenly perked up and looked around.

"What, what?" Sariel exclaimed.

"You should talk to Rem. I'm worried about what he is planning."

"I do not wish to disturb his palsied mind."

"You have to, unless you want Rem to start something that he may end up regretting in the not-so-distant future. I'll force you to if I have to." Shingyoku said, nodding sagely.

"What do you want me to tell him?"

"Nothing that comes from me will pierce his cold exterior, my dear angel," Shingyoku said. "If you truly wish to save him from despair, you must liberate him yourself. I am only the progenitor of the information you need."

Sariel looked at the way to the park and sighed. Kikuri by this time had made her merry way into the bar and looked at Sariel's now distant gaze as she suddenly left and made her way back to the park. Kikuri inquired about the situation, but Shingyoku made a stare back at Kikuri that shut her mouth.

The Park

Rem was tapping his right foot in deep thought, but was interrupted by the sounds of wings flapping. It was Sariel, and she looked both indignant and genuinely concerned. She put up the sweetest, most concerned voice she could, and asked "...What is the matter? What ails your troubled mind?"

Rem looked at Sariel in a deadpan manner. "...Nothing."

"Something is wrong."

"Nothing is wrong, Sariel. My patience wears thin."

"I insist. Don't try to set it into motion."

"...How do you know?"

"A motherly instinct."

"You're not as cryptic as you usually are with me."

"It's because I want you to change."

"You can't teach an old dog new tricks."

"You're hardly old."

"My soul is old, wearied, battered, and tired."

"That's not an excuse. You must cease this folly at once. You will gain the favor of no one this way. Are you that stubborn, Rem?"

Rem stood up. He was sick of this tirade. "I gain the favor of no one not because of my mannerism, but because of who I am. It is hardly my behavior. Have I not explained to you the circumstances of my actions?"

"..."

"The fates have decided it to be this way, Sariel. Not even you can change it. I am sorry." Rem said bluntly, as he looked down at the ground, downtrodden. Sariel clenched her fists and stood there, staring down at Rem.

Title: Re: Mecha RPG - Recollection of a Solar War (Story Thread)
Post by: Caber Knight Etch-A-Sketch on November 27, 2009, 02:18:49 AM

Amaterasu


Alice left to attend to the Nightmare. It would indeed be a nightmare, working on two frames at one time...

Marisa stood in awe of Anthony, a seeming embodiment of hot-blood, and took careful notes in her head while Nazrin proceeded to assay the contents of the box...

Forte made himself scarce to get out of his pilot suit and into more civilian clothes before heading out with the rest of the group.


Bar and Grill


If Forte didn't know he was inside a ship, he'd have thought he was in a decent bar in the LC capital. The room was furnished with polished wood and even barstools from the pre-space era. Amazed, Forte walked up to the bar and took a seat. Time to see what kind of drinks this place had.

"Welcome, and what would you like to have today?" The bartender asked as he wiped down one of the cups.

"Hmm...That bottle over there seems like an interesing one."

"Ah, the Tanuki sake, an excellent choice. This is one of our finer sakes. It's sweetness is rather remarkable, and this brand is gaining more recognition as a fine sake. You must be good at spotting drinks, sir."

"Actually, no. The only thing I've had is Lunar alcohol, and that's not very strong, in alcohol or otherwise. The only good lunar drink out of there is the bootleg stuff." Forte sighed as a small bottle of sake and a dish was presented to him. He downed the small amount, slightly wincing at the burn of the sake. The sweet tingle more than made up for the unfamiliar burn. It was as good as Lunarian Bootleg, if not better.

"You look like you've had it rough."

"Yeah, well, things haven't really been a breeze recently." Forte sighed as he poured another drink for himself.

"Ah. You must be one of the new arrivals."

"Why do you say that?"

"Well, your outfit for starters. Don't worry about it too much. We get all kinds of characters in here."

"Yeah, I'm kinda new here. I was hijacked by one of the pilots, and I ended up working with her."

"I see. Well, good to have you with us, sir."

"That doesn't sound odd to you?"

The bartender shook his head. "I've heard weirder stories."

"Weirder, huh?"

"Indeed. Ah, I must attend to some other customers right now." The bartender bowed and turned to serve the other customers.

Forte took another drink of the sake while he pulled out a very small TV. He switched it on and turned to the Lunar Networks.

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It is three minutes after five, and time for the news. The Joint-Venture between the TMC and MFC appears to be over. Lunar Corporation forces discovered that the joint venture was to obtain more resources to use in manufacturing goods. Terran and Martian forces fought over the resources, believed to have been a stray asteroid, followed by Lunar soldiers joining the battle.

The Lunar Corporation has released this picture of this man, Forte Zokuranu, who turned on his fellow pilots during the battle above Mars. While it is believed that he died in an explosion on the asteroid, the Lunar Corporation Military has deemed this man to be a traitor, to be shot down by any able pilot.

No new news on the Rebellion of Europa. The situation has ground to a stalemate, but the Premier is confidant that he will win in the battle of attrition.

The 32nd Marian Fleet returned to Mars in an attempt to take control of the situation in high orbit around Mars. The Martian Fleet seems to have lost their flagship, the Kronos, in the Asteriod field, although it is yet to be confirmed.

(The rest of this report is courtesy of Madness.)

Police found a large warehouse of the hallucinogen commonly known as High Tide in the capital. They also found samples of Sapient Dream, a potent drug that can send users into month long comas. This store is believed to be part of a large drug ring centered around the Lunar Colony.

In entertainment, Super Tenko has not been cancelled. There have been a few technical difficulties, but once resolved, production shall continue as scheduled.

Arnold Schwartzenburger, the Pyromaniac Chef, has announced that he is beginning a new documentary titled: Wings of Fire, The Dark History of the Moon. Not much more is known of the project other than there will be fire.

Jao Gar, the Hot-Blooded Archeologist Guy, has announced that he will begin a new Mecca series called "Secrets of Mecca, What Lies Under The Rock", It is believed that he converted to Islam expressly for this purpose.

A video was released today of legendary opera singer Setsuna F. Seiei dressed as a magical girl saying, "I am Gundam." The costume is believed to have been based off of Lyrical Nanoha, a character from an old TV show. His publicist denies that this video is true. You can find our video at our website...

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"Figures..." Forte muttered to himself as he pocketed the small TV. Taking another drink of the sake, he found that he was getting a little woozy. "Whoa, better stop there." Putting down what he thought was a reasonable payment for the drink, he stepped out and headed for the hangar bay.

Hangar

Forte stood by the rails of the cat-walk overlooking the Nightmares. He looked down at the Twilight Moon, his new machine. As outlandish at it looked, he could still see parts of the Garunda in the workings of the Nightmare. Forte could hear Alice hard at work, overhauling the Garunda's parts. That would be the fourth time around that it had to be completely overhauled, but this time it's not because the parts were so badly damaged. The combination hadn't been fully completed, and the Garunda was not up to par with the Midnight Sun's equipment.

...that, and the parts were badly damaged.

The dolls were hard at work, strengthening the Lunar equipment so that it could hold up to the rigors of Marisa's piloting. The damage seemed much worse, with the inclusion of Forte's piloting abilities which, as good as they were, were just about as reckless as Marisa's. Forte walked down to the hangr floor, where Alice was pondering some important questions.

"What's interesting is, why didn't the Midnight Sun let go of the LC frame?" Alice muttered to herself. "We can't very well ask the core, it's never been one for conversation outside of battle..."

"'Ask the core'? What are you talking about?"

"Oh, it's you, Forte. That drink do anything for you?"

"Yeah, the stuff this ship has is great. What was that 'ask the core' stuff anyways?"

"Well, in order to make the Nightmare move, we link to the mana core and command it's movements, essentially talking to it. For some reason or another, Marisa got us the core that loves battle, so it's rather silent most of the time." Alice frowned as she turned to the Nightmare. "You know, working on such an archaic model is hard when the parts are quite different."

"Well, excuse me for being primative." Forte frowned noticably.

Alice began to panic. "Ah! I-I didn't mean to--"

"Ah, don't worry about it. I've been through that whole thing before, 'old machine' and whatnot." Forte sighed as he shoved his hands in his pockets. He felt something that shouldn't be in his pocket, and pulled it out.

It was a bottle of peach juice. "How'd that get there?" Forte muttered as he tossed it off to the side. Looking back up at the Nightmare, he looked at a part which was from the Garunda and noticed an old war scar...


*flashback*


Space around Cratios Research Facility


The situation was spiraling out of control. Seven Frames, turning the tide of battle, was completely unheard of to Forte, but he was determined to win.

"Ravagers, take them down!" Forte roared as the Garunda dashed head-first into the firefight. The rest of the squadron followed suit and joined the battle. The enemy frames danced around the Ravagers and picked them off one by one. Forte finally managed to lock onto one of the enemy frames and fired. All the shots missed. The two machines danced around each other in a macabre, almost endless waltz before Forte finally charged the Bunkerbuster.

"Dammit, get back here, you bastard!" Forte roared as the Bunkerbuster finally smashed into the chest of the enemy.

"Damn you, Lunar dog! Rem will avenge me--YAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAARGGGGGGHHHH!" The pilot yelled as his machine exploded in a brilliant white glare.

Forte had little time to rejoice as another machine screamed towards the Garunda. This one seemed like the leader. There was a lot more emotion in the fighting style of this pilot. In any case, it was a very different sort of pilot.

"SIR! The enemy is flanking us! They're zero ARCs!"

Of all the times for them to appear! Forte diverted some of his attention to the thrusters andhead to the flank. This very short moment of unfocus was all that it too for the enemy to strike the Garunda mortally. And as the Garunda became limp in space, Forte contacted the pilot.

"Terran pilot, you're Rem, right?"

"H-how did--"

"My name is Forte Zokuranu. Remember it, as it is the name of the one who shall meet you in the future, and shall win!" And with that, the Garunda's systems shut off to preserve power for the life support.


*end of Flashback*


"Rem..." That guy seemed like he had a grudge or something. It understandable, as Forte did take down one of his friends. But that was then, this is now. This was a time when they would eventually have to work together, as they are on the smae side. Still, the way things look with Rem, things may not go very smoothly, not to mention the fact that Forte has to keep reminding himself that Rem is a guy...

Forte picked up the bottle of peach juice and took a swig. There was an odd hint of something in the juice. He wasn't sure, but for some reason, he was reminded of wood. In any case, it'll come in handy later.


The Park.


Marisa and Nazrin were on a hunt: a hunt for valuable objects. Surely, there must be some treasure somewhere. The money would at least pay for the cheese Nazrin liberally pilfered.

"Man, that bar-keep really has to chill out." Nazrin grumbles as she sat down by a tree.

"Well, you were caught taking cheese, and quite a large amount of it, ze." Marisa sat down beside Nazrin. "Don't worry, we'll find something of value. Besides, us pilferers have to stick together!"

"I thought you were a Magician Extraordinaire?"

"You consider yourself a Mousine Metal Detector?"

This continued for a while below Rumia...

Title: Re: Mecha RPG - Recollection of a Solar War (Story Thread)
Post by: Hello Purvis on November 27, 2009, 10:39:47 AM

The Park

Nazrin and Marisa might find their attention drawn by a small rustle in the trees, but should they look, nothing will seem amiss.

Rem, on the other hand, hears a soft thump and someone approaching from behind. "Hey buddy," says Rumia, wearing solemn face that seems at odds with her previous behavior he had witnessed. "You sound like you're really sad."

Bar and Grill

Kisume, trying to seek some distraction from her own worries, eavesdrops on Forte and the barkeeper for a little while. Hearing him complain about the poor liquor from the moon, she grins to herself. Having spent a good deal of her life around the oni in Former Hell, most liquor tended to taste rather poor in comparison. On the other hand, it is nice to be able to stay upright after finishing a drink. There was something about him that left her feeling a sense of worry from him. Unable to put her finger on it, she decides he must also be rattled about Avalon as well.

Would he enjoy someone to talk to about it or rather be alone with his troubles? It was hard to tell, he seemed willing to gab with the bartender, but mostly about little things. Before she can ponder much longer, Forte leaves and renders the point moot.

Instead, she decides to put the bar's dartboard to use.

Title: Re: Mecha RPG - Recollection of a Solar War (Story Thread)
Post by: trancehime on November 27, 2009, 11:04:51 AM

The Park

Sariel by this time had left to leave Rem to his own devices, giving him a stinging message before she left.

You're a selfish, terrible fool. With your amazing skill in battle, you have thrown away all semblance of humanity. You are a cold, calculating sorceress who bewitches his enemies with destruction. No wonder people dislike you. I'm giving you a chance to repent. You deserve penance more than Forte does. He doesn't even want to fight you, but you wish to exact revenge on him for what he did to you YEARS AGO? That is not the way to behave. You're an adult, not a child. I cannot live with myself knowing you remain adamant in your stance. I want to help you. Let me, or you will be abandoned. Alone. Forever.

Rem looked up at the ceiling, but was interrupted in his thoughts as he heard a sound from behind him. "Hey buddy," says Rumia, wearing solemn face that seems at odds with her previous behavior he had witnessed. "You sound like you're really sad." Rem, from hearing Rumia's voice in the past, knew it was her and didn't bother to turn around to face her.

"Ah, so the youkai of the dark has seen me in this pathetic state," Rem stated, stifling a laugh. "It pains me so to see that my ways and methods have turned everyone against me. I am troubled by this turn of events... I should be, no? I do not wish to alienate myself from everyone."

Title: Re: Mecha RPG - Recollection of a Solar War (Story Thread)
Post by: Hello Purvis on November 27, 2009, 11:58:14 AM

Park Place

"Is that so?" says Rumia in response as she has a seat next to Rem. "I was in a tree and you started talking. You were saying some weird things, you know. But don't feel bad, people from outside are always saying weird things. I only kind know what's going on, but that guy didn't something really bad to you, didn't he? They way you were talking, it sounded like he did the worst thing in the world. Didn't he?"

Rumia stretches her legs against the ground, working out a bit of soreness from her time in the tree. "But then, you're talking about doing things worse than death and fate and all of that. That won't fix anything, you know? I've seen people get revenge a whole lotta times, and doesn't work. It just makes the other guy think he did the right thing, and nothing changes. And it probably wouldn't fix the really bad thing anyways. All that happens is that the other guys thinks he was still right and you don't feel any better. Then you just get really bitter until you forget about it. And even then, some days you'll remember it and get all angry and bitter again. But I know how you can do something that doesn't do that. And it feels really good!"

Title: Re: Mecha RPG - Recollection of a Solar War (Story Thread)
Post by: trancehime on November 27, 2009, 12:42:32 PM

The Park

Rem looked up again after hearing what Rumia had to say.

"I have not forgotten the mistreatment I have suffered. If I have to be vengeful to bring them to justice, then so be it. It pains me to have to walk that path, but it is the only way. I still remember what he said to me, clear as day, and now, he expects me to work alongside him, with no thought of stabbing his back. He is crazy." Rem said, sighing. "I don't know what to do with myself. I was given this body not by natural means, but because I was tortured and I bore for many years. I shared this pain with my comrades, who this... guy dismembered and rendered them cripples. If I must suffer more grievance and pain while walking this way, I will no longer be afraid to shoulder it. I don't expect you to get it though, youkai. After all, you say our kind speak of weird things - it is true."

Title: Re: Mecha RPG - Recollection of a Solar War (Story Thread)
Post by: Hello Purvis on November 27, 2009, 12:58:50 PM

Rumia nods. "I've heard things like that before. But justice still doesn't make anything feel better when you do it after things can't be changed; it just makes other people feel worse and that doesn't help anything. But you got the problem right. I bet that guy doesn't know how bad he got you. Maybe he thinks he does, but I bet he doesn't."

She stands up, turns to face Rem, and grins. "That's how you feel better. You make the other guy realize just how bad he messed up, and make him say he's sorry like he really means it. No pride or anything, just being honest! That's when it'll stop feeling better. So you make him do that!"

She pauses for a moment. Then visibly starts and adds, "Oh! But don't go too far in making him. So try not to break anything or stuff like that, or it just gets worse. You can borrow one of my spellcards if you want."

Title: Re: Mecha RPG - Recollection of a Solar War (Story Thread)
Post by: Caber Knight Etch-A-Sketch on November 27, 2009, 08:27:47 PM

Amaterasu-Corridors


Forte left Alice to her work and decided to go look for Marisa and Nazrin. They seemed to have vanished behind him during the tour. It was also a good excuse to wander aimlessly and see what there is to see. Unfortunaly, his stomach had other plans.

"Oh yeah, that's right, I haven't eaten anything yet. And I'm sure as hell not going to have any of that replicated crap in the frame." Forte muttered to himself as he walked towards the bar.


Bar and Grill


"Ah, welcome back, sir. Are you ready for more drinks?"

"Probably, but I'm here for some food. Haven't had anything to eat since the early hours."

"Really?"

"Yes, you know, military stuff and such. The all the military grade replecators I've come across give out crappy food"

"I see. Well, you look like you'd want a drink."

"Yes, well I think I'll leave the choice up to fate." Forte covered his eyes and pointed at the drink rack.

"Ah hah, the fates seem to favor you. This is Roja Corazon, one of our finest amontillados. It is also rare, as one has to consider this came from the Spanish region on Terran before the colony on Mars developed. It's dark color is a symbol of its rich taste, which is topped of with a hint of sweetness." The bartender poured a cup and placed it on the counter.

Forte sipped the amontillado and placed the cup on the counter. "Yes, this is indeed delicious. Say, what would you reccomend I have with this?"

"Ah, well, I would reccomend the Grilled Lamprey with seasoned rice. The small greens compliment the lamprey, and the saltiness of the meal is complimented by the amontillado."

"Excellent. I think I shall have that for my meal. Uh, where do I place the order?"

"You go down over to that counter over there. Don't worry, you can still eat here."

"Very good."

As Forte waited for the food, he noticed a bucket throwing darts at a dartboard. Taking the bottle of peach juice out of his pocket, he took a quick swig. He pocketed the bottle again and picked up a fork that was lying on the counter. He took aim, but common sense dictated that he try not hitting the dart board with a fork. Sighing, Forte put the fork back down and continued to wait for the food.


Hangar Bay


Alice sat in the cockpit of the Twilight moon and linked up to the Mana Core.

Ah, it's you again, Ms. Mechanic.

"Hello, Ares." Alice made herself comfortable as Shanghai proceeded to spit-shine a part of the Nightmare. "I have a question for you."

Ok, go ahead.

"Why didn't you let the Lunar Corporation Frame go? Even after you had recieved the command to release a number of times."

Because he has finally come.

"Who?"

The youth in the lunar frame is the one who has been destined to pilot the machine. It is he who I have chosen.

"I see..."

Is that all, Ms. Mechanic?

"One more thing, why do you rarely talk outside of battle"

Sleeping

With that, Alice disconnected from the mana core and went back to working on the Nightmare.


The Park


"Beep... beep... beep..." Marisa said as they walked

"Do you really have to make that sound?" Nazrin groaned as she searched the area with her dowsing rods.

"Well, your not making the sounds."

They continued to search for valuables when Nazrin spotted Rem.

"Hey, isn't that the guy Forte talked to earlier? What's he doing over there with Rumia?"

"I don't know, but I've got a bad feeling about that guy right now..."

Title: Re: Mecha RPG - Recollection of a Solar War (Story Thread)
Post by: trancehime on November 28, 2009, 08:16:09 AM

The Park

"Thank you for sage advice, Miss Rumia." Rem said, nodding approvingly. Suddenly, he jerked around because he thought he heard something. Some sort of awkward sound, it was as if someone was chanting a noise while walking around in search of... things. Rem stuffed his hands in his pockets and called out.

"Ho, who goes there! Show yourself!"

Title: Re: Mecha RPG - Recollection of a Solar War (Story Thread)
Post by: Hello Purvis on November 28, 2009, 09:48:20 AM

Bartleby's

Darts was not going well for Kisume. The part four games had gone bust, despite her best efforts. The double ring was just being such a pain to hit. "Rumia could hit the bloody thing," she mutters to herself, as she takes aim at the double ring 20 point section, trying to end at least hoping to end one game.

The dart flies straight and true, slamming into the metal rim separating the point region. Deflecting, it flips end over end through the air. Then with a plop it lands in a plate of grilled lamprey that had just been set in front of Forte. "Uh, sorry about that." says Kisume.

Parkour

Rumia, having been standing across from Rem, notices the treasure hunters easily and waves at them.

Title: Re: Mecha RPG - Recollection of a Solar War (Story Thread)
Post by: Caber Knight Etch-A-Sketch on November 28, 2009, 08:02:03 PM

The Park


"Um, we're not exactly hiding here, are we?" Nazrin asked Marisa.

"We're hiding in plain sight, ze!" Marisa declared. The two of them waved at Rumia, who they've encountered before. the two of them tun

"Well, I'm Marisa Kirisame, Magician Extrodinaire." Marisa said, doing a little salute.

"I'm Nazrin--"

"Mousine Metal Detector." Marisa interupted

"Is that going to be my title or something??" Nazrin.

"That's a good suggestion!"

"Man... Anyhow, I don't think we've met. What's you name?" Nazrin asked Rem politly.


Bar and Grill


Forte was thinking over the situation he is now in. Branded a traitor by the Lunar Corporation, he could never go back home. He has to leave behind all his friends, family, even the small dog he encountered on the base. This train of thought was interupted with a dart in his grilled Lampray.

"Uh, sorry about that." says Kisume.

"Eh, don't worry about it. Doctors say I need more iron in my diet." Forte took the dart out and tossed it at the board, hitting a spot at least 3 feet away from the board. "Damn. Alcohol usually improves my aim. Oh well, I'm not supposed to drink too much anyways." Forte indicated to one of the chair next to him. "Come, sit. Drinks are always better with company, don't you think?"

Title: Re: Mecha RPG - Recollection of a Solar War (Story Thread)
Post by: trancehime on November 29, 2009, 08:09:58 AM

The Park

"Man... Anyhow, I don't think we've met. What's your name?" Nazrin asked Rem politely.

Rem faced Nazrin, the mouse and Marisa, a fairly ordinary looking magician wearing a witch's hat that was way too big for her. Rem smiled, and he knew to be nice to them. They didn't seem bad, despite that he knew they were in Forte's company, so he decided to return the pleasantries.

"Rem. Rem Farsalina." he said bluntly. "Hope to get along."

Title: Re: Mecha RPG - Recollection of a Solar War (Story Thread)
Post by: Hello Purvis on November 29, 2009, 05:35:15 PM

Parker Bros

"Hi, I'm Rumia!' says Rumia helpfully to Marisa and Nazrin. "My buddy and I were talking about things!" She gives Rem a companionable pat on the shoulder, before returning her arms to their typical neutral outstretched position. "What about you?"

Bar and Grill

"Yeah, usually," answers Kisume as she bounces over toward Rem's table. While hardly what one could called a soft tread, Kisume's movements were fairly muted for a woman who easily weighs a few stone bouncing in a wooden bucket. "You seemed talkative enough. I was just kinda thinking about what happened before, though. The whole core thing..." She grimaces a little. "It was just weird, you know. I'm still a bit nervous, I guess. So, where are you from?"

Title: Re: Mecha RPG - Recollection of a Solar War (Story Thread)
Post by: Caber Knight Etch-A-Sketch on November 29, 2009, 06:47:50 PM

"Rem. Rem Farsalina." he said bluntly. "Hope to get along."

"Nice to meet you Rem."

"Hi, I'm Rumia!' says Rumia helpfully to Marisa and Nazrin. "My buddy and I were talking about things!" She gives Rem a companionable pat on the shoulder, before returning her arms to their typical neutral outstretched position. "What about you?"

"Oh, we're looking for something to pay my bill for cheese." Nazrin said sheepishly

"Hey, why don't you join us in our treasure hunt?" Marisa asked. "It's easier to look for things if there are more eyes to look."

Title: Re: Mecha RPG - Recollection of a Solar War (Story Thread)
Post by: Hello Purvis on November 30, 2009, 09:21:18 AM

"That sounds great!" says Rumia, "I didn't know we have any treasure around here!" She grabs Rem by the arm and tugs him toward Marisa and Nazrin. While Rumia is not particularly tall, particularly strong, or particularly heavy, she does generate enough for simply by throwing her weight against Rem to drag him along a couple steps.

Then she stops, and her smile fades. She looks Marisa and Nazrin an appraising look. "Wait a minute... You're not after my treasure, are you? Because if you are Rem and I are gonna have to bring the ruckus!"

Title: Re: Mecha RPG - Recollection of a Solar War (Story Thread)
Post by: trancehime on November 30, 2009, 09:35:46 AM

Park

Rem was suddenly dragged by Rumia across the park towards the witch and her mousy friend, immediately in his thoughts were Daaaamn, this youkai.... He was taken by surprise, but the noticed the words from the youkai of darkness' mouth. "Wait a minute... You're not after my treasure, are you? Because if you are Rem and I are gonna have to bring the ruckus!" she blurted. Rem was tempted to facepalm. No way, a fight here? In the middle of a park? With these two? One of them is a magician, no way I can even... Rem looked at Rumia. "Uhm... H, hey, Miss Rumia, are you sure it's a good idea...?" he asked.

Bar and Grill

Sariel was fidgeting with her fingers before noticing Forte in the distance. Sariel continued to look at Forte with such force from her body that she was positively sure the man could feel a resonance. A beckoning resonance.

Title: Re: Mecha RPG - Recollection of a Solar War (Story Thread)
Post by: Hello Purvis on November 30, 2009, 09:56:40 AM

Park

"If they're taking my treasure, it is!" says Rumia. "Because it's mine and they can't sell it for cheese! Even if it's really good cheese!"

Barnaby's

"Hey," says Kisume, after letting her question hang a moment. She subtly gestures toward Sariel "Don't look now, but I think you have a secret admirer."

Title: Re: Mecha RPG - Recollection of a Solar War (Story Thread)
Post by: Caber Knight Etch-A-Sketch on November 30, 2009, 06:18:13 PM

Park


"Well, if it comes to that, then--" Marisa was about to flash her mini-hakkero, but Nazrin stopped her.

"Look, if we find your treasure, we won't take it, ok? We aren't looking for a fight." Nazrin said calmly.


Bar and Grill


"Eh? really?" Forte said, turning to Sariel. "Anyhow, I'm from the moon. Sorry I did not answer immediately, but I got a chill, like someone was watching me. Apparantly my hunch was correct. Not so secret now, huh?" Forte thought for a sec. "You think I should go?" Forte asked, turning back to Kisume.

Title: Re: Mecha RPG - Recollection of a Solar War (Story Thread)
Post by: Hello Purvis on November 30, 2009, 07:18:20 PM

Bar and Grill

Kisume raises an eyebrow. "Huh. Weird." She glances over toward Sariel, then nods and adds,"Sure, go have fun! You might get lucky."

Park

"Oh, good!" says Rumia, smiling once again as she resumes tugging Rem toward the treasure hunters. "Where're we going?"

Title: Re: Mecha RPG - Recollection of a Solar War (Story Thread)
Post by: Caber Knight Etch-A-Sketch on November 30, 2009, 08:52:13 PM

Park


"Right, I was thinking we could look around the Park first, see if there's anything buried." Marisa turned to Nazrin. "Alright, get to beeping"

"What?!? But I don't want to beep!" Nazrin protested greatly.

"Come on, give it a try!"

"...beep..."

And the newly-formed treasure hunters embarked on an epic journey for money to pay for cheese...


Bar and Grill


"alright, let's see what happens..." Forte got up and walked over to Sariel. "I couldn't help but notice you staring at me. Is there something you wish to talk to me about?"

Title: Re: Mecha RPG - Recollection of a Solar War (Story Thread)
Post by: trancehime on December 01, 2009, 08:19:31 AM

Bar and Grill

Sariel looked pretty indigant towards Forte, although she meant no harm and seemed to harbour no feelings of any sort for him, both hostile and the other way. "You know very well what I want to talk about. Business." Sariel said. "Rem is pretty pissed off at you, you know that? He doesn't even want to kill you though, I fear he plans to do something worse. I think you should keep an eye on him. Both you and I are worried about what he could do - he's a destructive person both in a mech and outside one. Let's work together to change that, shall we?"

Park

"H, hey, if you want shinies to pay off for some cheese, I think I've got something in my pockets that could satisfy you! Just don't drag me along this scavenger hunt..." Rem said in a resigned tone.

Title: Re: Mecha RPG - Recollection of a Solar War (Story Thread)
Post by: Caber Knight Etch-A-Sketch on December 01, 2009, 02:31:06 PM

Bar and Grill


Forte thought over what Sariel had said. "I would imagine that Rem would want to do something bad to me. It would not be good if I couldn't pilot anymore... Alright, let's work to chage that. For now, though, drinks." As Forte went over and sat back down at his seat, he couldn't help but think back to Rem. Well, of course, he had just talked about him. What was this bad thing that Rem had in store? In any case, if Forte couldn't help Sariel out, then he'd have to keep his promise of downing Rem, if it came to that...

Sitting back down, he returned to his drink. He turned back to Sariel and waved at her to come over to drink as well. The best way to make friends, after all, is over a pint.


Park


Marisa turned to Rem with a hint of incredulity. "You have enough to pay for this?" Marisa said as she pulled out the bill. The number was high enough to send anyone into a fit.

Title: Re: Mecha RPG - Recollection of a Solar War (Story Thread)
Post by: trancehime on December 01, 2009, 02:37:54 PM

The Park

"That's a pretty expensive bunch of cheese there," Rem commented idly, not seeming at all amazed. "I don't have THAT much money, but I guess what I have will help." He finished his statement by fidgeting in his pocket and throwing at the ground what appeared to be some sort of golden piece of jewelry. "Okay, so it's not quite... uh, liquified yet. It's a treasure of mine, I suppose, if you could call it that. I hear it fetches a heavy price in the market, I guess you could sell it for a quick buck or something."

Bar and Grill

Sariel sighed and sauntered over to Forte at the bar, and moped against the table. "He's trying his best to forget about the incident, but everytime you come up in his thoughts, he starts to become pretty moody and brooding," Sariel commented. "It's so depressing. I want him to stop already. I think you don't understand just how much you affected him..."

Title: Re: Mecha RPG - Recollection of a Solar War (Story Thread)
Post by: Hello Purvis on December 01, 2009, 03:50:30 PM

Park

Looks at the bauble that Rem tossed on the ground, then looks at him. "Got any more of those? I want one. I want two."

Barter Town

Kisume kept carefully quiet, looking toward the bar while Sariel and Forte talked, and did her best to eavesdrop. Unfortunately, she is only able to catch a couple words before the two make their way back to the table. "Hey," she says to Sariel, then listens as the winged woman talks about moodiness and the like. She looks at Forte for a moment, then back to Sariel. "Hi, I'm Kisume. And I think I missed something. Weren't you with that guy with the cloak?"

Forte will likely notice that his grilled lamprey is missing. The bed of rice is still there, but the fish is not. Kisume's mother must have been a vacuum cleaner.

Title: Re: Mecha RPG - Recollection of a Solar War (Story Thread)
Post by: Caber Knight Etch-A-Sketch on December 01, 2009, 05:51:03 PM

The Park


Nazrin assayed the piece of jewelry the Rem had. "Hmm... this should pay for a good protion of the bill. Thank you, Rem."


Bar and Grill


"That so, huh? If that's the case, we need him to get him to think of something else, or not be all depressed and whatnot. What to do..." Forte looked down at his plate, thinking over how to solve the problem. He noticed a considerable lack of lamprey and frowned. He looked up at Kisume with a very sad face.

"I didn't even get to taste it..." Forte thought for a moment on how to make the plain rice enjoyable again. He pulled out the bottle of peach juice, dropped a bit of the juice in the rice, and pocketed the bottle. Taking a bite, he found it to be enjoyable, and went back to thinking.

"Do you have any ideas in mind, Sariel?"

Title: Re: Mecha RPG - Recollection of a Solar War (Story Thread)
Post by: Hello Purvis on December 01, 2009, 07:37:35 PM

Bar and Grill

"Didn't get to taste what?" asks Kisume. She look at his empty plate, then says, "Hey, wasn't there a lamprey there?" Then she watches Forte give his rice some impromptu flavoring. For a moment, she considers asking him about it, before realizing how badly she just derailed the conversation. "Oh...uh...sorry about that." She says to Sariel.

Title: Re: Mecha RPG - Recollection of a Solar War (Story Thread)
Post by: mad on December 02, 2009, 12:51:01 AM

Amaterasu Hanger

"Welcome back," Rinnosuke said as the pilots arrived.

"What a battle! so many targets!" Medicine exclaimed, still excited from the heat of combat, as she left the cockpit.

"Yes, so many," Commander replied as he put on his inhaler, "We have many new recruits too. I think we'll have to be careful of them though. That Anthony seems to have a grudge against corporations."

"If he hates corporations so much, why doesn't he join those rebels who seek to destroy all corporations?" Medicine asked.

"Maybe he simply hasn't met them. Anyways Rinnosuke, what kind of loot did we get from this?"

"It seems the there was lots of experimental stuff flying around. We picked up this rocket fist before the Avalon exploded and pieces of a warp blade. Nitori said she could build the rest with what we have, but it might take a while."

"I see, I'll go see who I can get to join our corporation, hmm better not use that word. These people have lost their home and livelihood. Perhaps we could stir them to vengeance or fill in for a purpose. hmm... vengeance might set them to be part of the front lines instead of a support role and they could lash against us. Alright, we'll recruit along the lines of a job that will help get them the skills to reclaim their homes...What jobs do we have? Maybe we could start a part-time job agency. I wonder if many nightmare mana cores could be combined to replace a divine mana core."

and with that he walked off to the area where most of refugees were.

Park

Commander sat on a bench near the newly completed stand. The recruitment drive seemed to have some success. They found someone who always managed to find an open job to man the part-time agency. Now if that guy could be a little politer.

"Third class man? I have not mastered the secret of first class yet," the new hire spoke as another person came to see about a job.

Oh well, at least the frame parts stand guy next to him was polite.

He began looking over the data of the last battle. "Seems that if one faction can find a sanctuary ship, the others inevitably show up to see what the fuss is about. Seems that the Divine Mana Cores can be sacrificed to boost all nightmaremare in the area. We have many new recruits. Odd how if they crash and a girl rams her frame into theirs' theyll just join her. Maybe this can be worked to our advantage. Does anyone have any idea where the Avalon was going when it was attacked? Better ask around."

He then wandered off asking people where the Avalon was going before the attack.

Title: Re: Mecha RPG - Recollection of a Solar War (Story Thread)
Post by: trancehime on December 02, 2009, 09:07:58 AM

Bar and Grill

"It's fine," Sariel said, looking back and thinking of a moment. "Anyway, you need to convince him that you've seen the error of your ways. He won't rest until he's assured that you've been properly dealt with and that you have been served justice." Sariel tapped her fingers on the table. "He can be quite vengeful, he has had quite the hefty past behind him, and the event that led him to us, that led him here, has all been because you killed some of his comrades in battle. My words won't touch him right now, he's still shellshocked that he has to fight alongside you. I'm sorry, but it is not as simple as trying to be buddy-buddy. It doesn't work that way with him, unfortunately."

The Park

Rem bat an eyelash to Rumia.

"Got any more of those? I want one. I want two."

Rem fidgeted in his pocket and procured an empty golden locket crusted with some jewels. "Here, have it. I have no value for such things anymore. It is a reminder of my cruel fate." he said idly, not realizing what he just said. He cursed under his breath.

Title: Re: Mecha RPG - Recollection of a Solar War (Story Thread)
Post by: Hello Purvis on December 02, 2009, 09:35:21 AM

Bar and Grill

Kisume listens to Sariel's story with a frown, then looks over to Rem. "So, what'd you do to ruin this guy's life so bad?" Then she looks over to Sariel. "And while I'm thinking on it, how'd you run into him? You sure care a whole lot about the guy. Not that I blame you, mind, but most folks wouldn't...I dunno...be so bound up into it."

Park

"It worked!" says Rumia, "I can't believe it! Can you manipulate treasure?" She takes the locket and look over it, admiring the jewels and gold. She opens it, and peers closely into the empty space. Then she closes it and slips it around her neck. "Thank you, Rem! You can have my share of the treasure we find."

Title: Re: Mecha RPG - Recollection of a Solar War (Story Thread)
Post by: trancehime on December 02, 2009, 09:54:00 AM

Bar and Grill

"Rem and I go a long time back," Sariel said. "It was when Rem had already left the Terrans in search of this man, Forte, as well as a number of other things that plagued his mind. Shingyoku, Kikuri and I had escaped from a facility of an unknown faction that had been attacked by Lunarians, and we managed to leave on the embodiment of our Nachtmare core, Lorelei. Rem in his Solar Frame found us drifting in the middle of unknown territory and decided to help us out in our need of a home. Actually, Rem had no home but he had ways to get money, so we stuck. He told us about his plight, why he was there, how he even got to our area... everything. I felt compelled to help him."

Shingyoku, as a priest, shook his head at Sariel's story.

She was lying.

The Park

"It worked!" says Rumia, "I can't believe it! Can you manipulate treasure?"

Rem didn't bother listening to the last part about having a share of treasure, but he did have to clarify one thing. "Manipulating treasure? I wouldn't call it that, I suppose I just like trinkets in general and keep whatever I find in my travels. If it makes you happy to have my trinkets, then I guess it wouldn't hurt to give 'em away. I have no use for them, some of them serve as grim reminders..."

Title: Re: Mecha RPG - Recollection of a Solar War (Story Thread)
Post by: Caber Knight Etch-A-Sketch on December 02, 2009, 02:34:01 PM

Bar and Grill


Forte sat, listening to what Sariel and Kisume had to say.

"What did I do to him? I think it goes back to the battle of the Cratios Research facility, I shot down one of his friends, and he shot me down with a vengance. Before my machine deactivated, I issued this proclamation. 'My name is Forte Zokuranu. Remember it, as it is the name of the one who shall meet you in the future, and shall win!'. As far as I remember, that's all I did to him. Quite frankly, he did more to me. He downed a lot of my friends, and sent me the closest to death that I had ever been. Plus, he shot me down again, in the Avalon."

Forte took another drink and turned to Sariel, deciding to ignore the incongruities in her story. "So how do you think I should show him how I have learned the error of my ways anyhow?"


Park

The mood of the treasure hunt was starting to grim. But, if Rem did indeed have more valuables, then Nazrin was right to head to the park.

"Um, Rem?" Nazrin asked cautiously, "You think I could have one more bit of treasure? I won't ask for more, promise."

Title: Re: Mecha RPG - Recollection of a Solar War (Story Thread)
Post by: trancehime on December 02, 2009, 02:56:19 PM

Bar and Grill

So he's that indignant towards Forte... poor lad Sariel thought as she listened intently to Forte. "If that's the case, then I propose that you should try to assist him, instead of proving anything of yourself. It seems that he has indeed done more to you. But you have to understand that he has probably had a rougher childhood than you have. Otherwise, he wouldn't have acted so violently against you as he did that time. Also, I had no idea you were the person he shot down in the Avalon. I'm sorry about that. He's impulsive in the battlefield."

The Park

"Eh? More? One more? I suppose, if I still have some left in my pockets..." Rem said, shuffling through his pockets. There was one small trinket left in there, it felt round and spherical. "Oh, this one." he said, as he procured a small, crystal bauble from his pocket. "I heard you could see some pretty trippy stuff in there, but it doesn't work for me. Maybe it'll work for you."

Title: Re: Mecha RPG - Recollection of a Solar War (Story Thread)
Post by: Hello Purvis on December 02, 2009, 03:08:33 PM

Bar and Grill

Kisume listens to both stories, resting her head against her knuckles and her elbow on her bucket. Lacking the information that the others do, she has no idea of any untruth in Sariel's story. "That's pretty harsh," says Kisume to Forte. "Maybe you killed his lover or something?"

She shifts, not particularly comfortable with this line of thought, and turns to Sariel instead. "I've been wondering; don't you guys come from branch of the tunnels? Like, you kinda remind me of some people I know underground. So, what were you doing outside like that? Weren't we supposed to stay hidden so that people wouldn't try to follow us back?" She pauses. "Hey. Maybe that's how they found Avalon..."

Park

"I asked first," says Rumia in response to Nazrin.

Title: Re: Mecha RPG - Recollection of a Solar War (Story Thread)
Post by: Caber Knight Etch-A-Sketch on December 02, 2009, 06:19:14 PM

Bar and Grill


Jeez, if it was indeed his lover, thought Forte, there are definitly things afoot. The fact that he is ruthless on the battlefield makes things a lot more serious. And whatever happen in his childhood? I don't know...

"So, help Rem out, you say? Alright, I think I can help him out." Forte finished off his drink and poured himself another cup. "If he doesn't do something horrible to me first, that is..."


Park


"But you already got more!" Nazrin squeaked, "And I need to pay for the cheese!"

Title: Re: Mecha RPG - Recollection of a Solar War (Story Thread)
Post by: Hello Purvis on December 02, 2009, 08:24:50 PM

Park

"But I called dibs," says Rumia. "Dibs win. That's how it works!"

Title: Re: Mecha RPG - Recollection of a Solar War (Story Thread)
Post by: trancehime on December 03, 2009, 11:17:05 AM

Bar and Grill

"That is where I come in." Sariel said matter of factly. "I will make sure he does nothing stupid."

The Park

"You can fight amongst yourselves for the shiny. I've got none left right now. I'll have to get the box off Shingyoku." Rem said softly. "I don't need your troubles to leak to me that much."

Title: Re: Mecha RPG - Recollection of a Solar War (Story Thread)
Post by: Caber Knight Etch-A-Sketch on December 03, 2009, 06:16:27 PM

Bar and Grill


"Righto..." Forte downed the last of his drink, his plate cleaned off. Slapping down the payment, he left for the hangar to check up on the machine...


Park


Wishing to avoid a confrontation, Nazrin decided to let Rumia take the other pieces of treasure and left for another part of the ship, Marisa following close by. There was bound to be stuff in the hangar, as people might have dropped stuff...

Title: Re: Mecha RPG - Recollection of a Solar War (Story Thread)
Post by: Hello Purvis on December 03, 2009, 07:17:10 PM

Bar and Grill

"Well that ruined the poor guy's day," says Kisume. "Gotta be a huge pain in the ass to have you past come up and bite you like that." She shakes her head and sighs. "He was just trying to help us out, too, from the looks of it. We oughta do something nice for him, don't you think?"

Kisume frowns for a moment, trying to think of a good thing to do, before looking back to Sariel. "Hey, you kinda didn't answer me." She lowers her voice. "Don't worry. I won't sell you out to Yukari or any of them."

Park.

"Dibs win again!" Rumia says, spreading her arms and wiggling her fingers victoriously. She then waves to Nazrin. "Thanks! I'll let you know if I find any treasures!"

Let alone, she runs her fingers over the her new acquisition. People from the outside are all weird, she tells herself. No one would just give that sort of thing away. Even if he did have big problems. She looks at the crystal bauble again in wonderment. Maybe it was supposed to be given away?

She stands there for some time, contemplating that mystery.

Title: Re: Mecha RPG - Recollection of a Solar War (Story Thread)
Post by: trancehime on December 04, 2009, 07:09:21 AM

Bar and Grill

"We're hired guns that were sent to Avalon at the time," Sariel said. "That is all you need to know. As for myself? That is none of your business."

The Park

Rem spent a few moments looking at Rumia, then shrugged. "I have no more business here, so I'll be leaving. Hope you have fun with your shinies." he said, turning away, and making his way to the hangar to conduct measurements for his secret weapon project - Project TITANIA. As he walked, he raised a hand and waved back at Rumia, not looking back.

Title: Re: Mecha RPG - Recollection of a Solar War (Story Thread)
Post by: Caber Knight Etch-A-Sketch on December 04, 2009, 02:34:27 PM

The Hangar


As Shanghai spit shined another part of the Nightmare, Alice sat down, looking up at the Nightmare. How was it that Forte was the one, of all the pilots that Ares had encountered? Hourai had taken up to the task of repairing the hakkero in the chest as Alice stared at the machine, thinking over the events that had recently transpired. Alice stood up when Marisa and Nazrin had entered the hangar.

"Marisa, how many times have I told you to not use the Masterspark cannon?!? The hakkero can't handle the energy from the core!"

"Hey, at least I got back alive." While the girls argued on the hangar floor, Forte walked up the cockpit. The only part of the Garunda was the cockpit and a part of the sensors.

Sitting down into the cockpit, he ran his hand over the controls. "Looks like we're in this for the long run, buddy. I know you can hold up a little longer." Forte got out of the machine when he spotted an oddly familiar machine nearby. He jumped down and walked towards the it, followed by Marisa and Alice, who had become concerned as to why Forte was heading to another machine.

The Sleek figure of the Nightmare was an entrancing sight. This was indeed the very machine that shot down Forte long ago, and not too long ago as well. Forte peered at the name of the machine: EFX-F Ophelia.

Title: Re: Mecha RPG - Recollection of a Solar War (Story Thread)
Post by: trancehime on December 04, 2009, 02:50:07 PM

The Hangar

Kikuri was already in front of the Ophelia, peering at its figure and checking that it was kept in pristine, mint condition. Then, she noticed Forte looking at it from the side. "Ain't she a beaut'?" Kikuri said. "Lorelei really took a liking to Remmy's NTR Pixie, or something. We didn't even have to make many adjustments! I dunno, it's like puttin' a key you don't know in a keyhole you don't know and watching it work!" Kikuri laughed, not noticing Rem walking into the hangar as well. Rem had seen Forte look at the Ophelia, but he made no notice of him. He approached his Nightmare and asked Kikuri a question. "Cap'n, have you taken the measurements?"

"Aye aye, Remmy!" she said. "They'll be forwarded to you later. We'll still need to tackle some other issues before we get it going."

"That's good," Rem said. He then turned to see Forte right there. "Oh. It's you. What do you want?"

Title: Re: Mecha RPG - Recollection of a Solar War (Story Thread)
Post by: Caber Knight Etch-A-Sketch on December 04, 2009, 06:18:04 PM

Hangar


"Me? I'm just admiring the craftmanship of this machine. It is quite a sight to behold." Forte turned to Rem. "I guess that's terran machinery for ya. See you in space."

He turned and left for the Twilight Moon and approached Alice and Marisa. "Alright, is the Nightmare ready?"

"Mostly. We just need to fix the hakkero." Alice said.

"Good enough. I'm gonna take it for a spin, get used to the feel of it, now that it's mostly ready." Forte walked to the cockpit of the nightmare followed by Marisa.

"I'll tag along. It won't run without me anyways."

The Twilight Moon entered the catapult.

"Nightmare: Twilight Moon. Launch!"

Title: Re: Mecha RPG - Recollection of a Solar War (Story Thread)
Post by: Hello Purvis on December 07, 2009, 08:20:09 PM

Bar and Grill

Kisume's face sours considerably at Sariel's reply. "Well aren't you just a fresh little breeze, then?" she says, leaning back into her seat. "Sorry for presuming I was worthy to ask."

Hangar

Shizuha wanders into the hangar, looking around furtively. Having roamed the halls and checked the park briefly, she had yet to find any sign of Suwako. Hoping against hope, she looks and checks around the Noble White. Seeing no sign of the frog goddess, she sighs. It was a long shot, in any event.

She turns to leave, then pauses. A small smile comes to her lips as she notices Alice. She crosses the hangar and approaches the puppeteer, still grinning. "Excuse me," she calls, "may I have a moment of your time?"

The Park

Rumia stands there, nodding idly after Rem, and she contemplates her new treasure.

The Hallways

Sir Kay's face grows stormy, but he nods toward Eirin. "Very well, then. I shall seek out your field marshal and introduce myself." And with that, he makes to walk past Eirin and Margaret and carry on toward the intersection of halls they had previously rounded.

Title: Re: Mecha RPG - Recollection of a Solar War (Story Thread)
Post by: Caber Knight Etch-A-Sketch on December 07, 2009, 08:45:16 PM

Hangar

As Nazrin ran off to mission control to guide Forte and Marisa, Alice turned to Shizuha. "Not at all, what do you need?"

Title: Re: Mecha RPG - Recollection of a Solar War (Story Thread)
Post by: Hello Purvis on December 07, 2009, 09:40:50 PM

Hangar

"I'd would like to ask for your help in improving our Nachtmare," says Shizuha, inclining her head slightly toward Alice. "Rumia had a rather interesting idea for improving it, and it would fall into your realm of specialty."

Alice, for her part, can not help but notice a few things about Shizuha. There is a faint, dusty odor about her, bringing to mind forest walks and tumbling leaves. A slight chill seems to hang in the air around her, in defiance of the fiery colors she wears, but Alice cannot quite tell if it's truly colder or just an impression. Something about the way that that Shizuha pronounces her k's seems off, sounding slightly like the crackle of fall leaves being trod upon. Most striking are her eyes. In most people's eyes, one can see light reflected; sometimes even one's reflection. But in Shizuha's eyes, there is none of that. Instead, she can see what seems to be the reflections of bare trees swaying in the wind, as though they were standing in an autumnal forest. She has a feeling that if she were to look into those eyes long enough, she could see an entire wilderness.

Shizuha gestures toward Bucket Force, still looking rather dinged up from its adventure in the core. "What we would like to do is tie a particular color to each of Bucket Force's shapes. Of course, we would need your skills, or at least your instructions, to perform this. We'd like to be a permanent effect as well, I don't know how hard that would be for you."

She gives a self depreciating smile. "Seven color magic is scarcely my realm of specialty, you understand; I am familiar with only a couple of them myself."

Title: Re: Mecha RPG - Recollection of a Solar War (Story Thread)
Post by: Caber Knight Etch-A-Sketch on December 08, 2009, 12:08:38 AM

Hangar


"So," Alice began after hearing Shizuha's request, " You want me to color code you Nachtmare's forms? That shouldn't be too hard." Alice summoned the dolls towards the Bucket Force. "I just need you to shift the Nachtmare to the other forms so I can get the job done. That and what color you want it. Other than that, it shouldn't be that hard."

Title: Re: Mecha RPG - Recollection of a Solar War (Story Thread)
Post by: Hello Purvis on December 08, 2009, 11:55:22 AM

Hangar

"I would have to gather up Kisume and Rumia first," says Shizuha. "Heavens know what they've gotten themselves into. Do you have a time that would be good for you?"

Elsewhere in the Amaterasu

Anthony, idly checking his box of goodies, will note that three of the DVD cases are missing.

Title: Re: Mecha RPG - Recollection of a Solar War (Story Thread)
Post by: trancehime on December 08, 2009, 12:45:16 PM

Bar and Grill

"You will find out in due time," Sariel said in her soft voice. "I duly apologize if I offend you for my response."

Hangar

Rem had been discussing the measurements of the Ophelia with Kikuri for a long time. Not much could really be discerned from their discussion if you were an outlooker. But this was pretty serious.

---

DATA EXECUTABLE

---

information classified

AI aes-purgatorium LOCK v1.8 auth: kikuria

information classified

---

DATA LOCK

---

Rem nodded approvingly. "I see. We just need to make it smaller."

Kikuri's response was grim though. "The smaller it is, the lesser the output of the actual product. The byproduct is a mediocre weapon that barely fits. We need to find a stronger source of energy. We need to amplify miss Lorelei before any actual work is done."

"I understand."

"Yes... We need intel. Now."

"Maybe in our next skirmish we can gather information on an energy source."

Title: Re: Mecha RPG - Recollection of a Solar War (Story Thread)
Post by: Caber Knight Etch-A-Sketch on December 08, 2009, 02:29:51 PM

Hangar


"Well, I can do at any time, granted Marisa doesn't return with a wrecked Nachtmare frame again..."


Asteroid field


"Hmm... somethings seems off about this right now." Forte said as the Nightmare frame seemed slower to respond. The controls were not as fluid as they originally were.

"Hell if I know." as Marisa fiddled with buttons in an attempt to make the machine move smoother. She's going to have to talk to Alice about that, as well as the funky IFF that was still there.

Deep in the asteroid belt, engine cores fired up, wary of new prey...

Title: Re: Mecha RPG - Recollection of a Solar War (Story Thread)
Post by: mad on December 08, 2009, 06:21:14 PM

Park

Commander abandoned his questioning realizing that he wouldn't get anything useful even if he succeeded.

He went to the communications section to see if there were any good targets to raid for supplies.

Title: Re: Mecha RPG - Recollection of a Solar War (Story Thread)
Post by: ES-Anthy on December 08, 2009, 10:28:04 PM

The Hallways of the Amaterasu

Anthony, on his own roaming the halls of the Amaterasu, had just realized that 3 DVDs of his had gone missing. "What the?! This can't be right" he cried out, starting to sift through his collection, finding that it was specifically those 3 DVDs missing. "The last few episodes to Great Mazinger, Getter G, and Koutetsu Jeeg are missing...this, means war." he said under his breath, which then he started to run through the halls, yelling out "OKAY, WHO THE HELL IS THE DIRTY THIEF AROUND HERE THAT STOLE FROM MY COLLECTION?!"

Title: Re: Mecha RPG - Recollection of a Solar War (Story Thread)
Post by: Hello Purvis on December 08, 2009, 11:15:47 PM

Hallways

Anthony quickly finds himself running toward a tall, red-haired man dressed in plate armor, who had just rounded a corner. He regards Anthony with narrowed eyes, before saying, "What in heaven's name are you shouting about like some addle-pated dotard? If you seek to wake the dead, at least have the decency to allow them some time to rest!"

Eirin and Margaret, who had just witnessed Kay round the corner, hears Anthony's shouting and Kay's response quite clearly.

Hangar

"Alright," says Shizuha, "I'll have a message run to you if we don't find you around here."

After a moment, she adds, "So~, what can you tell us about that rogue pilot you just found? He seems interesting." While asking, Shizuha idly tunes Alice out, and listens instead to Rem's conversation as well as she can without being obvious about it.



The Cold Darkness of Space

Has not had much time to play in his machine before a comm from the Amaterasu reaches him.

Title: Re: Mecha RPG - Recollection of a Solar War (Story Thread)
Post by: Caber Knight Etch-A-Sketch on December 09, 2009, 12:13:40 AM

Hangar


"Not much, but the core seems to have taken a liking to him."


Asteriod Belt


"Hey, we're getting a comm from the Amaterasu, ze."

"Huh? They must be yelling at us to get back. Alright, time to bring this baby home." Forte turned the nightmare around and headed back to the Amaterasu

"Hmm, the IFF is still screwy." Marisa says as she fiddles with the buttons. "Ah, got it!"

Title: Re: Mecha RPG - Recollection of a Solar War (Story Thread)
Post by: trancehime on December 09, 2009, 12:00:41 PM

The Hangar

It seems the both of you are in a bit of a pickle.

"Yeah, we sure are, Miss Lorelei!" Kikuri said. "We need to increase your power. We have no idea where we're going to get energy for you, I know how picky you are with the Vivienne Sapling! That's not going to be enough for your diet missy!"

Rem sighed. "We're running out, yes. Eventually we'll need to resort to our standard limitless supply of Oberonoids... That's not going to fly by you too well, right?"

Of course not.

"You're terrible, you know that?" Kikuri said. "You need to broaden your horizons! Anyway, like we discussed, the frame is too small for our initial plans, so we'll need to amplify your energy intake and output so it can generate the same amount of power in a smaller body and increased pressure!"

Rem nodded. "What she said."

I understand. Well, I shall sleep for the meanwhile until my service is needed.

"Greatly appreciated, miss Lorelei!"

... ... ...

"So, Rem. We've got a plan on what to do now."

"Indeed."

"Got any ideas on an improved source of energy?"

"Let me get my contacts. I'll have it forwarded to you later."

"Roger."

Title: Re: Mecha RPG - Recollection of a Solar War (Story Thread)
Post by: ES-Anthy on December 10, 2009, 10:58:28 AM

Hallways

Anthony notices Sir Kay as he continued to run, quickly coming to a stop before the tall, red headed man. "I'm Yelling so loud because there's a freaking thief on board this ship and they took something from my private collection!" Anthony cried out, getting ready to just run past Sir Kay in search of the possible thief of his DVDs.

Title: Re: Mecha RPG - Recollection of a Solar War (Story Thread)
Post by: Hello Purvis on December 11, 2009, 04:07:47 PM

Bar and Grill

Kisume is quiet for a moment. "Yeah...maybe I'm a bit jumpy," she says to Sariel at length, "Sorry. You get used to being looked down upon a lot when you live underground, it gets real annoying. Sorry about prying, just I'm real interested in people who go outside, you know?"

Hangar

"Oh, I see!" says Shizuha, some moments after Alice finishes her brief explanation. "Ah...why did he change sides, anyways? Or was it more of a kidnapping on your part?"

What are they planning, Shizuha wonders. Messing with the core directly? Is that even remotely wise? Well, one can't been too strict about that sort of thing. She thinks back some of the things that she and the others had done in the creation of their own machine, and has to stop herself from shaking her head at the memory.


The Halls

"You search for a thief by telling him you're coming?" Kay asks, affixing a sour look on Anthony. "Stop wailing like a child with a scratch on his bottom and man up! You call yourself a man at arms? I wouldn't have you cleaning the servant's quarters with your lack of conduct!"

Title: Re: Mecha RPG - Recollection of a Solar War (Story Thread)
Post by: ES-Anthy on December 11, 2009, 10:08:46 PM

Hallways

"Look, I tell them I'm coming so they realize how badly they're going to get their faces punched in! If you got a better way of doing that then just tell me!" Anthony said, still all riled up from the lost of his personal property. "Besides, I'm rather pissed off from just losing something I've had close to me for most of my life, wouldn't you be just as angry?"

Title: Re: Mecha RPG - Recollection of a Solar War (Story Thread)
Post by: Hello Purvis on December 11, 2009, 11:42:34 PM

Halls

Kay's face darkens considerably, as he fixes a glare at Anthony. "Have you the least idea whom you are speaking with?" He asks, he voice slightly lower than it was before.

Title: Re: Mecha RPG - Recollection of a Solar War (Story Thread)
Post by: ES-Anthy on December 12, 2009, 12:58:35 AM

Hallways

Anthony took Kay's glare head on, and returned one of his own, soon he stopped and calmed down. "Sorry, I was getting too worked up and focusing too much on my own personal things." he said, following by holding out a hand "I should have introduced myself before, I'm Anthony, Anthony Kabuto, please forgive me for my hardheaded actions." he added.

Title: Re: Mecha RPG - Recollection of a Solar War (Story Thread)
Post by: Hello Purvis on December 12, 2009, 01:46:36 AM

Halls

"I am Sir Kay, son of Sir Ector of the Forest Sauvage," says Kay, his tone still low, and his posture stiff. "known and feared to Emperor Lucius as Caius Procerus; seneschal and foster brother to King Pendragon II himself. Your words were careless to a man who has just lost his home and quite possibly his family. A lesser tolerant soul would not feel his honor sated until you had been smote for such. Do you understand me?"

Title: Re: Mecha RPG - Recollection of a Solar War (Story Thread)
Post by: trancehime on December 12, 2009, 11:02:50 AM

Bar and Grill

"It's fine. Besides, my life outside isn't much," Sariel said, shrugging. "I just travel with Rem and that is pretty much it."

Hangar

Rem spotted an intent listener through the corner of his eye.

"We have an eavesdropper in our midst," Rem said. "Let us talk of this another time. I fear we may be getting ourselves in trouble if we continue talking."

"Right," Kikuri said. "Just send me your data later once you've gotten a hold of your contacts, okay?"

"Roger that..."

Title: Re: Mecha RPG - Recollection of a Solar War (Story Thread)
Post by: ES-Anthy on December 13, 2009, 08:48:42 PM

Hallways

"Yes, I was wrong to act like that infront of you, please forgive me. It was not in my place to act like that, and I won't make any excuses for my actions." Anthony said, standing firm to Kay "Sir Kay, if you still feel wronged by me, then punish me, I won't feel right if I cause grief without proper judgment" he added, still staring at Kay.

Title: Re: Mecha RPG - Recollection of a Solar War (Story Thread)
Post by: Hello Purvis on December 15, 2009, 03:34:42 AM

Hallways

There is a moment of tense silence. Then Kay's face subtly shifts from a forced neutrality to a more natural sort, and he says, "That is as a man at arms should be. I shall overlook your past words as though they have never happened. Now then, what prize was taken from you? Have you an idea who it was? And where is your field marshal?"

Title: Re: Mecha RPG - Recollection of a Solar War (Story Thread)
Post by: mad on December 22, 2009, 07:05:36 AM

Hallways

On the way to the communications center, Commander heard some shouting in the distance. He made out that something was stolen, but paid it little mind. At least, until he saw Sir Kay and Anthony resolving their differences.

'Ah,' he thought, 'so someone has stolen a precious thing from a pilot. An opportunity such as this is rare.'

He approached the two and said, "I couldn't help but overhear your yelling. I offer my assisstance with the matter of the stolen item."

Title: Re: Mecha RPG - Recollection of a Solar War (Story Thread)
Post by: Hello Purvis on December 29, 2009, 09:28:01 AM

Hangar

Losing my touch, Shizuha muses, or perhaps I never had one. I'll have to ask Kisume about the proper sneaky way to pay eavesdrop someday. She turns her attention properly back to Alice, hoping that Rem was just exceptionally observant and that she hadn't given herself away to Alice as well.

Rem, having shaken off an eavesdropper, quickly notes that a valuable and difficult to replace bit of diagnostic equipment he was using has gone missing.

Title: Re: Mecha RPG - Recollection of a Solar War (Story Thread)
Post by: trancehime on December 30, 2009, 09:09:28 AM

The Hangar

Rem sighed and looked around. He fidgeted around his person and noted that something was missing. Hmm...? The measuring device is missing... That's not good...! I need that! Work and research can't be done without it! he mused to himself silently. He looked calm, but inside he was extremely worried. He looked around and noticed that a girl with a brown hat. He smirked. "Oh, well... Looks like I'm going to have to find a replacement. Well, no, it's hard as hell to get these things. I hope whoever has my measuring device finds good use out of it, and has more use of it than I do. I almost busted open my dignity trying to get that!" he chortled, loudly and flamboyantly on purpose.