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  1. 3 points
    A few lights clicked on in the normally dark room. A thin young man with shaggy brown hair and glasses slowly walked through the room. Slowly he moved a sheet from over a table to reveal a freshly finished gunpla. The man took a deep breath and grabbed it and walked over to the GBN set up. He started the system up and put the VR headset on. The system spoke more like the old style of voice. -please set your Gunpla- With that the man placed the gunpla and logged in. As his character scanned into the lobby he looked totally different, bright red hair and a very fit body. A sharp smiled flashed across his face "Let's get this started!" He headed over to the mission select and chose the mission his team had mostly already started. As Shin loaded in he was near the completed Gunpla he had just finished. He was hopeful this was one of his best creations and it was very well made at least in his eyes. He teleported into the cockpit, he fingered the controls and prepped every console he would need as he readied himself and the mobile suit. Finally as everything was ready he set up the launch sequence. "Shin Hakuren, Astral Age Arise…. Launching" with that his newly upgraded Arise launched with great speed and force. As he flew around and zipped around for a bit he then fell into formation with the others and opened his coms "So, you all got a plan or what?" He spoke with the same aggravated tone he always spoke in but this also seemed a little less hostile then normal but that could everyone's imagination.
  2. 3 points
    While opening up the hatch to the Zeong, Kyle also decided to change into his normal suit. The red and gold Celestial Being suited Diver hopped into the cockpit, although he wasn't exactly sure how he'd be able to launch with the machine. The pink monoeye flashed on, looking in all different directions as a test. "This is going to be pretty interesting. As he turned on the rockets thrusters, several mechanics and other crew members were pushed aside from the force of the gunpla. "Sorry!" He yelled out. "Wait. They're not actual people. This game is way too realistic..." Kyle flew to the catapult, waiting for the hatch to open. "Kyle, Zeong! Launch- well, actually I'm just gonna float out." The Archangel's hatch rose, allowing the Diver to put all power into his own thrusters. As he flew into the depths of space, the Zeon machine was pulled above the Archangel by Kyle, then maneuvered to the back of the ship. "Wow." He exclaimed. "There is a ton of debris out here." Not only could the Zeong blend in with the gray pieces leftover from other battles, but his wired guns allowed him to attack from more place than one. The Diver noticed some debris big enough for him to use cover for, deciding to fly toward it. "This spot will be perfect! I won't even need some NPD to cover me." The confident pilot couldn't do much else but wait for the others. "This is Kyle. I'm in position." He said over the radio. "You're up next, Carter!"
  3. 3 points
    The first gleam appeared under the only Gundam of the group - Kyle’s, a modified Dynames. Looking at the differences between it and a normal Dynames, Aida could only guess the model was incomplete during the skirmish in Gryps 2. Praying that it was complete now to help him battle the gleaming machines of the opposite team, he was shocked when the GN-Particle powered Gundam was replaced with… a massive Zeong, seemingly stock, which sat on its skirt rather than use any legs for support. Aida wanted to pull out his own virtual hair and eat it. Oh, no… If he wanted to play Newtype, he could've at the very least brought along a Qubeley! He better know how to use that thing. Two faces in the ship were alarmed, however. One of the bridge hands, a bespectacled, brown haired man sporting a Federation uniform, was talking with an aging Titans engineer. - “Hey, i know that thing. That's a war relic.” - “From the time you were manning White Base’s sensors, right? It’s going to be another weird tale of yours, isn’t it, Oscar.” - “I mean it. It's a Zeon psycommu machine. One of the first and last. It guides those beam fingers with just the power of thought. One of these faced Amuro at A Baoa Qu and wrecked his Gundam. We saw it there.” - “So what you’re saying is… at least we’ve got a Newtype to face all of those Coordinators.” - “Two at least. I don’t buy all that crap about the Moebius Zero having an Oldtype-use, quasi-psycommu.” - “It’s wire guided. That means it doesn't require space magic.” - “So are the hands of that gray behemoth. And it was designed exclusively for Newtypes. Besides, if any schmuck could control a Psycommu, why aren't all Moebius like the Lieutenant's?” - “Great. First one of the mercenaries is not only a Newtype, but now, so is La Flaga. You’re an... interesting fellow to speak to, Dublin.” - “You never do listen, do you.” Before he could look at the Zaku Forerunner’s cubicle, which was still empty, however, the Comet Meister himself came out of the enormous Mobile Suit, greeting him with an enthusiastic: - “Yo!” - "Hey there. Looking to haunt the ruins of Junius Seven, I see." Well, at least he seems confident. - "Oh, this? Heh, I wasn't able to finish the Trinames in time for this stage, so I thought I'd try something different tonight." Kyle landed next to Aida and stood by his side, as he noticed the absence of his red Haro. - "Well, i suppose it makes sense from a terrain perspective. We are in space." The one in the blue Federation uniform shrugged, then looked at the Dylandy lookalike. "Surely you’ll want to turn the pointy one into debris before he gets any chance to even look at you." Aida, of course, was talking about the Astral AGE. - “Yeah, i should probably get rid of him first. The Zeong has no close combat weaponry to counter that thing. However you seem like you have the most leadership skills. Me and my wired finger guns will go wherever you need me.” Kyle signalled positively, lifting his thumb. - “Best if we don’t leave that maniac to chance. I’ll have somebody cover you, shall he get past your beam attack. You’ll be OK in the debris field, i think.” Probably… possibly… right? - “Hey, don’t get nervous. We’ll prove them you don’t need a full pack of Gundams to win… well, i don’t know what our speedy friend will be bringing. Could be Turn A or some other crazy stuff.” Kyle turned around to tilt his head at the speedster’s platform, but fittingly, it was lighting up. A new portal was opening. - “Speak of the devil, there he is. Cross your fingers.” Seconds passed, and a portal opened in the floor, out of which came a surprisingly different MS. A shiny new Gunpla, based in the Buster Dagger, with parts from an Astray, and what looked like Duel Gundam's rifle. If starkly contrasted with the Zaku Forerunner, in and out of itself a worn-out Gunpla that had seen its fair share of use, and looked like it hid many mysteries. Furthermore, it sort of felt like it belonged with the others… It might be the blue. All of our Mobile Suits are a shade or another of it… almost like a team motif. - “Would you look at that. I love it. You don’t see lesser-known units in the battlefield often.” Kyle approved of the new design, while Carter floated towards him and Aida. - “You know what, Kyle? I think you’re right. Tonight, we prove monoeyes and visors can save the day too!” Aida, marvelling at the design, was now optimistic enough to get Kyle riled up. - “Yeah! Nothing will stop the Challengers of Diamond now!” There was a long silence after this, with both Aida and Carter, who had just landed right next to the two of them, looking at him with raised eyebrows. Finally, Carter snapped the silence in half. - “The… what?” - “Sorry, i was thinking of a name for the team...” Kyle let out a chuckle, and Aida was relieved to see he was not the only one thinking that they might make a fine team after all. Minutes later, the three of them were joined by the still-unseen NPD in the briefing room, along with Kacricon, Emma, Mu and the others. It wouldn’t be long until Jamaican Daninghan appeared in the room, along with a blond, middle-aged man. Familiar looking… is he a Zeta extra? - “Sit down. I am Lieutenant Commander Daninghan, of the elite Federation unit… Titans. I assume everyone is aware of our current situation. Yes… that’s how i like it. Then we can get straight to business: we’re currently nearing the Earth’s upper orbit, where the patrol fleet is stationed. We should be making our first contact with them any moment. They should be enough for Creuset for reconsider… or at least, they’ll buy us some time while we enter the atmosphere. Not even Creuset’s Versailles has the capacity to perform re-entry on its own.” - “Wooo! I’m going to see Amelia again...” - “However… Creuset is probably very much aware that he won’t be able to touch us if we do that, so it’s very likely that the latter is going to happen, and you, our defense team, will have to battle his forces right here, in orbit. Now, i’ll tell each one of you pilots what to do, so pay attention!” The Titans pilots stood up, and so did Mu La Flaga, which prompted Beta Team to follow suit. “Ahem… Yamato. Kira Yamato!” Aida opened his eyes wide and scouted the room, only to find, indeed, Kira Yamato, standing up next to Flaga. I don’t understand… he’s not the kind of protagonist to answer to adventure’s call. And there’s other pilots around. Why is he piloting anyways? The blond man next to Jamaican was quick to explain something about the Strike. - “I was not in the team that designed it, but these files are detailed enough. The Strike is one out of five Mobile Suits belonging to the G-Project… a series of Mobile Suits which count with a revolutionary technology that can render the five suits immune to physical damage when active: Phase-Shift Armor. However, the space occupied by the yet-to-be optimized system means a Minovsky Reactor big enough to power a Mobile Suit could not fit in there, forcing us to give it batteries. Fortunately, it can also use another Mobile Suit as an auxiliary power source to replenish its batteries, but if it needs to be stationary anyways, it might as well come back to the ship and…” - “Mr. Bidan. Get back on topic.” - “Ah, yes. Ahem… the X-Numbers count with a revolutionary technology that can render the five suits immune to physical damage when active: Phase-Shift Armor. However, the last rounds of testing ever performed on them resolved that effective management of the system was too much for Naturals. Only a very bulky computer, or a Coordinator, can get anything out of any of these five Mobile Suits.” - “Mr. Yamato, for the sake of your friends, and the other civilians in this ship, you will be that Coordinator. You will pilot the Strike until we are nearing the point of no return, then return to the ship.” Jamaican sealed Kira’s orders with this, and also disclosed to all of the military staff in the ship that he was, indeed, a Coordinator. Chatter quickly sprung up in the room about the topic, while Emma was simply astonished. - “So these are Coordinators… they don’t look any different from us.” - “Don’t let your guard down around these slippery bastards. They’re even deadlier on hand to hand combat. Ironically, they’re at their weakest in a Mobile Suit… that’s where the terms are still somewhat even.” - “Silence! Kacricon and Sheen will have similar orders to take off in Unit 01 and Unit 02. Strike and the Mark IIs will defend the ship. Meanwhile, Beta Team will sortie, and take a more... aggressive stance. Is that clear? I want the whole lot of you on standby NOW.” Minutes later, everyone was at the hangar, which bustled with activity. Beam rifles were being taken to the dark blue Gundams. While it wasn’t the time for Beta to take flight, Aida had entered his Mobile Suit earlier, closing the hatch and reaching for his left wrist to open his contextual wardrobe. This is a space battle. I don’t plan on having my ass handed back to me twice in a row… but if I do, it'd be useful to be able to get out of this thing without having my Diver die of oxygen deprivation. Pressing a button, his black on blue normal suit appeared over him, replacing the fancy dress uniform, hat and glasses. Afterwards, he turned on the systems, seeing Sheen, Carter and Kira get on their Mobile Suits. The rest probably were already in their Mobile Suits. All that was left was wait for the signal… - “Beta Team, do you copy? This is Ensign Badgiruel. We estimate that the enemy could arrive in minutes. I want you to take off first, scout our backs in advance without getting too far away from the ship.” - “Roger that...” Aida, anxious to get out of the ship for his triumphant rematch, activated the Super Airbatel, lighting up its main camera in a flash of golden light. “This is Beta One! Kyle, Carter, Four, meet me outside.” Quickly, it hogged the catapult, lifting one foot after the other to put theme in the binders, before bending its knees for the takeoff sequence. “Aida, Super Airbatel GM! Flying towards victory!” The red row of lights on the side of the catapult turned on. Soon after, one row after another of the yellows… and finally, the much-expected green. The GM accelerated towards the open hatch, and was finally thrown into space, spinning once over its vertical axis before engaging the thrusters of the GM-Defenser, flying towards the bridge of the ship, narrowly missing it and deaccelerating once floating above the engines of the Archangel. Now, the title of the mission was showing up for him… Victory Conditions: Archangel descends successfully. - “Fine then. It seems to be game time. Listen up, element! I don’t see anybody showing up just yet, but we can do some preparations in advance. Kyle, you’re next in the catapult queue. Hide amongst the satellites and other debris. Carter, you’re with me. And Beta Four, cover Kyle. Anybody comes close to him, and you’ll make them see the tears of time. After that, the catapults belong to the Gundams. They have their orders.”
  4. 2 points
    ((This is a GBN battle rematch between Roromi and Frosty! Creed will essentially be using just a dolled up Astray Red Frame.)) Creed’s environment shifted from the public GBN lobby into the familiar scene of a Gunpla cockpit. The man stroked his beard as he glanced at the displays and the status of his unit. CIWS empty, beam rifle lost; they weren’t kidding about melee weapons only. The veteran let out a nervous chuckle as he took in the virtual controls. He looked at the environment he was in and was surprised to see that he was on an earthly pasture. It appeared to be set on a high plateau with views all around of deep valleys. The grassy field he was set on danced like waves in the wind, crashing harmlessly across his mobile suit’s feet. There were a few mobile suit sized boulders around, enough to offer brief lapse of cover against an opponent. Enough boulders riddled the field to offer a loose maze with no path clearly seeing the other side of the plateau’s edge. It felt like a perfect dueling ground, not too open, and not too convoluted with obstacles. Cracking his knuckles the man let a grin grow on his face as he took the controls. The Astray Custom Gold frame jerked into motion lifting its colossal hand in front of Creed and swinging the limb over to grasp the hilt of the stories-tall samurai sword on his hip. With his left shielded hand he brought the Astray to hold the scabbard steady and poised to draw the blade out in a slice. He held the blade back, instead opting to stalk the maze, like a samurai stalking a ninja. He was ready to explode into action with a single stroke. His mobile suit strode deliberately and not quickly. The Astray was nimble enough but Creed knew that melee fights could be unpredictable and his best bet was to remain aggressive but cautious. It had been years since Creed had built, much less used this particular unit. Essentially it was the Astray Red Frame but painted up as the gold frame instead. The markings were also custom displaying “OMNI Enforcer” and other earth slogans since this was a unit he had made long before he became a Zapp employee. The armaments consisted of a single samurai sword, his anti beam Shield, and the two beam sabers on his back, not to mention the somewhat unreliable power couplings on the hands. Needless to say he was excited to be using the unit once more. The gold glistened in the sunlight and he couldn’t help but appreciate the aesthetics the unit had to offer. He shook his head letting the notion slip from his mind so he could focus on the challenge before him. He had to find his enemy and destroy them, no matter the cost.
  5. 2 points
    […] [crimson] says: u sure tho [crimson] says: cuz once u do this nuthins gonna be back to normal again [risuwu] says: yea [risuwu] says: ill do it -- The next phase of this storyline had come far quicker than Risu had anticipated. Unlike her compatriots, she had little thought of actually changing or upgrading her gunpla, reasoning that it was ‘good enough’. She was far too consumed with her chat conversation just minutes before to notice that things were starting; soon enough, she would find herself alone in the Argama’s launch bay. The rest of the team had long since departed the vessel towards the battlefield, leaving the inexperienced Diver to scramble, making her launch rather inelegant. “H-Higanbana, going out…” “So, you all got a plan, or what?” Risu would hear over the radio. It was that aggressive-looking guy, Shin. There was no doubt he’d be going off on his own again, she thought. This time, though, she’d listen. They were to remain at distance… or something. She thought it prudent to hide behind some of the debris in front of them and hopefully try and help her team from there. Risu knew she was no good in a fight, so the best she could do was try and provide cover from afar. The Higanbana’s Long Beam Rifle/Claw seemed to be effective at long range, judging from what her heads-up-display was telling her. If she stayed out of the way, it would be fine.
  6. 2 points
    Hikaru had spent a little time after the briefing looking to the Buster. With a quick flash of recollection, the boy and his RX-179 Beta Gundam/FXA-00 Flying Armor logged out....only for his full armament and Flying Armor to log back in not long before the mission with the addition of a GAT-X1xx machine's shield in the Buster's colors on its right arm mount. He'd hurriedly freed the Flying Armor and Shield for others to use before he spoke to the group maintaining the Buster and tried to have them replace the conventional shield on the left arm with the new acquisition in case of emergency deployment. He'd once built a model kit for the Buster and thought its lack of Beam Sabers and vulcans was somewhat foolish. The shield he'd modified for it thus housed 75mm CIWS in the face and two Sabers on the back, and that later helped inspire the Beta Gundam's shield armaments. Now that old shield was hopefully being used for something practical. Unable to wait and see if the hangar team would abide by replacing the shield on the Buster with it or even letting both arms bear a shield, Hikaru prepared to launch his in machine. The mobile suit, complete with its new G-Defenser, was not deployed with the Flying Armor attached. His machine was fast enough without it. "Hikaru, RX-179 Beta Gundam, launching!" He truncated the G-Defenser's designation from the call as he launched, speeding off into open space to follow Creed and Shin. He'd have to be mindful of the machine's larger dimensions as he fought and moved, but the capabilities of his unit were notably enhanced now. Something he suspected that he would need. "At this stage? I'm thinking 'kick butt and be mindful of high-yield long range fire or debris field ambush tactics' for now. The Moebius Zero would be fairly ideal for the latter. I could also see them letting others take point while using the Strike as a mobile turret with the Launcher Striker if they go with a canon break. Keeping a rookie Kira tied to the ship for power and sensors to shoot from afar would be an option now that he has allies to do the close up fighting. Can't promise that though. He might be left as-is to be a secondary capture objective, so we'll just have to see." Hikaru had been carefully analyzing how Kira and the Strike might manifest in this battle. Trusting Kira to pilot the Strike might yet be necessary, but having him risk the Strike on the front line was not prudent for the Titans. There were better units and more experienced pilots to handle extended close range combat than in canon. It all came down to how GBN handled things. Already, Hikaru was watching his sensors carefully for long range discharge or signs of the enemy. The debris field had him particularly wary of the Newtype that likely hid within...
  7. 2 points
    "Alright! Let's do this" Carter suddenly said to psych himself up, he turned and started walking to his mobile suit; it was brand new, no longer the Blue Zaku that he was so used to- He was in SEED, and he did as the Romans did "Let's see how you'll perform in the field" he said excitedly as he got into the cockpit of his new mobile suit, a combination of the Buster Dagger with parts from the Astray Red Frame and Blue Frame, in his custom Black, Blue, and Silver paint scheme.. The Comet Dagger! It would be his muse for this mission, he booted it up and checked his weapons.. all systems green, saturn engine at the ready for a burst of energy.. He smiled "Heh, still got that new Gunpla smell" He said jokingly to himself as he placed his hands on the controls "Time to get serious.." He said, shutting his eyes and then readying the launch He opened his eyes and smirked "Carter Lee, Comet Dagger, breaking through the battlefield!" he then launched at full speed, feeling the full agility of his mobile suit as he looked around for a place to position himself, the Zeong had hidden behind the debris, which he would love to do if it werent for his bold paint scheme.. he decided to.. take an unconventional tactic. He decided to stand on the back of the archangel, combining his weapons into one so he could use the scope to look out further "In position for shelling!"
  8. 2 points
    Hikaru waited at the Gundam Base for his younger sisters who were currently fulfilling their duties as Puru image girls. They made time for him, but there were points where they were pulled away and he was left alone. His parents had been having them bring him to the Gundam Base so he wouldn't become a complete shut-in. There were still times like this where they had to go record voice lines or officiate events in GBN that he wasn't part of, which left him little to do. The latest anime/GBN crossover event left them busy. As he pondered what Gunpla to build to pass the time, he saw two high school-aged boys storm out of a room he'd never been in before. “Can you believe that? Who uses a system that wrecks the Gunpla you use with it?” One half-shouted angrily. “At least you won. My GOUF Ignited was pretty much destroyed...” The other one said, more grumbling than shouting. The two left the Gundam Base in clear irritation, making Hikaru curious. Navigating his wheelchair to the room and entering, he realized what what had made the pair angry. There was a Gunpla Duel setup in the room, and the system still had the two discarded Gunpla within. One was a High Grade ZGMF-2000 GOUF Ignited and the other was a High Grade ZGMF-1100/K Slash ZAKU Warrior. Indeed, the GOUF was very heavily damaged while the ZAKU had damage to some of its more superficial shoulder and ankle armor, its shield, its stock beam tomahawk, and its its leg energy piping. Laying claim to the parts, Hikaru headed to the build table and also took stock of various discarded pieces and runners which he'd collected from the establishment for turning into plastic for his 3D Printer. Noting some verniers, and a Heat Hawk with a broken handle, he got to work. Painting the parts wasn't possible right now, though he detailed seams with an ultra fine permanent marker and filed down various nubs. The base units were made stock by rookies, and he had to use the plastic spudger tool in a few places to disassemble the unit to fix things. The similarities between the GOUF Ignited and the ZAKU Warrior meant some parts commonality for fixing the internal frame. The eventual end result was a ZAKU Warrior with stripped down shoulder and ankle armor, a GOUF Ignited Shield which had heated spikes and a pair of "Draupnir" Beam Guns in the face that held a Tempest Composite Beam Sword, racks on the hips that could store E-Pacs or missiles, extra verniers in the legs where there were once power cable connectors, and an optional Slash Wizard Pack. “Not bad for trash parts...” Hikaru said, smiling to himself. His new ZAKU Warrior Light Armor may not have been the best build he made, but it wasn't something to be ashamed of at least. Scanning it with the GBN scanner parts in his wheelchair and resolving to use that data to maintain or improve it later, he re-entered the empty Gunpla Duel room. Placing it onto the device where the ZAKU Warrior originally was, he accessed the system to fine-tune its specifications. He was also more than a little curious about how the Gunpla Duel system worked. It was a bit before his time, after all.
  9. 2 points
    The sudden flash of thrusters stole Creed’s attention. The strange mobile suit seemed to phase into existence and it dawned on the veteran that his opponent was using Mirage Calloid (or something like it). His fascination was short lived as the Archer-esque mobile suit jumped straight over him, launching a pair of daggers at him as it went to dazzle past him. Again, Creed wasn’t the type of sword man to bat a projectile out of the air; instead he let go of the hilt as he lifted his shield up with both arms to block the weapons. Between his momentum and shield he ended up only having to block one of the daggers as the other flew past him harmlessly; the other struck deep into the shield, becoming lodged. With his right free hand he reached up to grasp the hilt of his right beam saber. The Astray wasn’t particularly special in terms of features, but something it had was speed and agility. He pushed off another boulder to change his direction and twist around to chase his opponent. As he turned he slashed down with the poised right arm, simultaneously igniting the pink blade of his saber. He knew the stroke was one of desperation but he needed to swing the tide of the battle. The important thing was he now had his shield and weapon directed at his dangerous foe and he was within striking distance. “Let’s get this started!” Marco howled out loud as he moved in for a follow up to his initial attack.
  10. 2 points
    Her attack didn't end up going to plan, but it wasn't a failure either. Amy could tell the other diver had experience, opting to now weave back and forth as they headed toward her location. She was shocked at first, but realized that the boomerang's trajectory would give her position away. The two beam weapons were heading back to their owner, so she had to think quickly in order to not be sliced in two. The Stealth System was out of the question, since its flaw of turning off the Phase Shift Armor could ruin her quickly. Plus, the other Gunpla was coming quickly, making the wise decision of kicking off the boulders. However, Amy noticed a pattern in the Astray's movement that she could take advantage of. Every other boulder was being used. "This'll have to be timed just righ- OH SHIT NOW!" The Boomerangs were close, so her attack began. The Archer ignited its thrusts, landing on top of the boulder it was hiding behind. Pulling out two Folding Razors, Amy leaped into the air, right over her opponent. Throwing the knifes downward at the machine, she rolled into a landing right as the Beam Boomerangs landed in each of the open hands. Her back was toward the Astray, Boomerangs now becoming beam sabers.
  11. 2 points
    A boulder to Creed’s left suddenly exploded, a line forming from a slice of some type,trailing through the material. The dust from the explosion sucked behind the source as it flew away, a beam boomerang. Confusion riddled Creed’s face for just a moment before it dawned on him that it was a distraction, or rather that I most likely had to be. Based on the direction of the boomerang it had originated somewhere vaguely in front of him, which meant what exactly? Creed instinctively brought the Astray to his right, weapon poised but still tucked away; and just as he turned his attention away from the exploding boulder a glimmer caught his eye. Two boomerangs! He thought as he jerked his controls to hop backwards into the direction of the cut boulder. There was no way he could track the second projectile, and he feared that he couldn’t do much to prevent the second attack. While he wished he had the skills to cut the boomerang midair he was happy enough as his instincts paid off. The glimmer of the second projectile violently sailed just in front of the Astray’s head. The heat of the beam likely sizzling off some of the paint. The proximity of the weapon was enough to startled Creed, and he stumbled backwards against a boulder which barely stopped him from falling on his butt. Thinking of how “uncool” he must seem he took a deep breath then fired his thrusters. The Astray hobbled back onto its feet and began a trot roughly towards the 2 o’clock from his original position. He didn’t run in a straight line, he knew better. Instead the Astray jerked after every other boulder and would kick off one of the obstacles to make a zig zag approach towards what he was guessing was his enemy’s location. He grimaced as he picked up a tempo to his movements. He still didn’t have a good idea where the enemy was or what he was facing for that matter. Based on the returning vectors of the boomerangs he could make a good guess where to go but nothing was popping out to his eyes. This made the veteran all the more skittish as he kept checking his rear sensors for another trick. If he kept moving maybe he could stir up another attack and get a better idea what he was dealing with. “Bide your time…” he murmured to himself.
  12. 2 points
    Amy sat in the main lobby of GBN, browsing through various modes. "No. No. Definitely no." She said while scrolling down. Eventually, she found what she was looking for. "Close Combat only 1v1." The diver exclaimed. "This could work." As she pressed accept, her avatar was brought to the cockpit or her Gunpla, the Murasaki Archer. With an arsenal of close combat weaponry, the GN Archer had technology from the Blitz Gundam, allowing invisibility. "I probably won't even need it that much." She said as she looked around the large duel zone. "This place is perfect." The Murasaki Archer was currently hidden behind one of the larger boulders this field had to offer. It'd be a challenge to find her, but the same could be said for her opponent. This is until the fake sunlight glistened off the gold mobile. Peeking ever so slightly over the boulder, she saw the Astray, ready to attack with its samurai sword if she got close. "Hmmm. Can't get close with the Folding Razors." She thought. Kyle could likely pick off a mobile suit like this for her, but she was all alone here. Her skill as a diver was all that mattered now. Amy pulled a Beam Boomerang with her right hand, aiming and throwing toward the left side of the machine. She quickly turned on the stealth system, opting to now hide behind another rock almost perpendicular from the Astray. Hoping her distraction would work, she threw the other boomerang toward her real target, the beam sabers on the back of the mobile suit.
  13. 2 points
    Creed settled into the virtual cockpit for Bael. He cracked his neck then popped his knuckles. He scowled at the screens as they lit up. Marco was in a serious mood today. No more experimenting, no more half taken measures. Today, Creed meant business. Gritting his teeth he gripped the controls for the powerful machine. “Marco Creed, Bael taking off.” He grumbled out loud as Bael made its way down the catapult of the Versailles. When the alabaster mech cleared the ship he flared the thrusters and spun the elegant mobile suit in a barrel roll. When he got to a safe distance from the Versailles he shifted the suit to gaze back at his teammates. He turned just in time to see Hikaru launch off with his tell tale Gundam and G weapon. Creed watched his team launched off one after the other. His mind wandered with each thruster flare and he found himself contemplating just how the day was going to turn out. His gloves hands caresses the controls affectionately. In just a few moments he’d be putting the golden blades of Bael to maximum effect, a smirk grew on his lips in anticipation. Still part of him grimaced at the notion of even working with the renowned nihilist Rae Le Cruset, but Creed knew now was the time to put such thoughts aside. Never mind the fact that in this world Rau’s logic could somewhat be considered reasonable. If Alpha team was gonna succeed in taking down an unsinkable ship they’d have to be indelible in their actions today.
  14. 2 points
    If we do this I'll go for a non-canon timeline set after Destiny ends. Thoughts?
  15. 2 points
    ((This was a collaboration between me and Hikaru. Enjoy!)) Creed was snapped out of his reverie by Hikaru’s question. The older man had a flustered look on his face as he returned to the here and now. He looked at the kid and took an extra moment to contemplate the question. “Hmm” he pondered out loud. Bael was somewhat specialized, if not specific in its design. By all rights he suspected that his machine would be fast enough to compete with the Strike, maybe even the Destiny is that became an issue down the road. The question wasn’t wether or not he needed a boost, it was if Bael would be better without the bonus? Marco finally shook his head, “let’s see what everyone else brings to the table. I’ll take you up on it if no one else has a use for it. Bael is plenty fast enough, my only fear would be off balancing the machine with too much speed. It could become unwieldy.” He looked at the kid directly, “thank you though!” He was genuine in his appreciation, at least the kid was trying to help his teammates. “Bael might get nakered up but it should outpace the Strike… last I checked sword beats knife.” He added the last part with a snicker as he referred to the armor Schneider knives the Strike was known for. Hikaru smiled back, getting the joke. "Heh, yeah. Those and its vulcans may be the only things that can actually hurt your machine aside from the Sword Striker or maybe the Launcher Striker's overkill." He chose to respond to the gratitude next, glad someone appreciated it. "You're welcome. Logging my machine in while standing on the Flying Armor was as easy as not, and my machine's new G Defenser should be just as fast so I don't need it unless there's call for atmospheric re-entry. It's essentially a 'poor man's' Mobile Armor with a Beam Smart Rifle for longer range hits." That wasn't the full loadout, but it was a decent summary. "I also added some emergency non-beam armaments in case I ran into a machine with anti-beam properties. You and Risu are already fielding them, and it's only a matter of time until the enemy does too..." The Diver tried to keep combat trends in mind and predict them, though he wasn't going to pretend to be 100% successful. Marco nodded his agreement as Hikaru spoke. “If they’re smart they’ll mix things up as well. Best we can do is hope to keep them off balance.” As he mused he began stroking his beard nervously as he gazed out the window. “Do you really think they’ll have us diving into the atmosphere?” The veteran asked cautiously of the younger man. His reference to the flying armor Hikaru brought along. “That’ll make things very interesting if it goes that route.” "Well, I don't know if it'll happen this mission or not." Hikaru admitted, having given a shrug. "Things are up in the air and the timing is likely off, but both scenarios this seems to be comprised of have an eventual orbital drop mission we can use it for. In the meantime, the Flying Armor is something that might be able to keep an otherwise sluggish teammate more highly mobile. It seemed better to have it as an option than not to carry it along. The Aile Strike is fast. Some of Beta Team's machines are also fast. It was that simple in the end." Indeed, things were getting harder to predict. The unit was something he could carry along with his machine into GBN without any form of penalty, and he didn't HAVE to use it...so why not? Again Marco grinned at the man, a twinkle in his eye and looked back at Hikaru. “It’s very smart of you bringing that in. Any edge will help us! Once this is over I’d like to take -“ his voice trailed off as a man floated towards the pair. Non other than Rau Le Cruset appeared with an eerie smile on his lips. The NPD gave a salute towards the divers, “gentleman… the briefing will commence momentarily. I would suggest you attend the conference room soon”. With a curt nod the devilish man floated away and Marco gave Hikaru a helpless look. “If our teammates don’t show up won’t the simulation forfeit us out?” The question was partially directed at himself. In previous versions an impartial team would be disqualified from participating in the mission. Was this something 1.8 had changed? Marco’s panic grew as more and more NPDs piled into the briefing room. It soon became obvious that the briefing would start one way or another. He looked at Hikaru, curious to see what the kid had to say about all this. Hikaru noted Rau, creeped out a bit by the man after knowing his true ambitions but giving him a nod. Whether they remained in this altered era was hard to determine, however. In this merged universe, Rau may well take on Char Aznable's more ethically questionable aspects as well. Entering and having a seat with Marco, Hikaru started noting various AEUG and ZAFT pilots. There was even Shiho Hahnenfuss. Lots of background characters were present. "...Given that the other team was allowed to participate with an NPD filling their fourth slot," Hikaru started when speaking to Marco, "I suspect that we might not get the boot so easily. It's more likely that Kamille and Fa, who are here because of our actions, would be compelled to fight to balance out the roster. That's just my guess though." Marco found himself sitting with his teammate and nodding once more with Hikaru’s assessment. He was glad that he was stuck with a competent diver at the very least. It helped that they seemed to be of like mind as well. “That’s a valid point” Marco mumbled as the lights and din died down to let the attention settle on the infamous commander. Rau took a moment for the chatter to die down and a moment more before finally talking. “Thank you all for being here. As you are well aware we are still in a dogged pursuit of the legged ship. We have reason to believe that they will be making a run to enter the earth's atmosphere and proceed to Joshua.” He paused again to let his mask scan the crowded briefing room. “Because of the value of the G machines and our depleted fighting force we will be relying on the strength of our recently acquired mercenary force for this mission.” Rau lifted a glove hand to motion to Hikaru and Marco who shuffled nervously at the attention of so many NPDs. “Of course you will not be deploying alone, ZAFT does not take this task lightly so I will deploy as well to offer any assistance on this matter.” He let the gravity of the unusual deployment settle over the room. “At this point we can’t be certain of the exact strength of the enemy force but we can assume it will consist of five mobile suits and a single mobile armor.” The mention of the mobile armor hung in the air like a stale odor which caused the commander to grimace ever so slightly. “We must assess the enemy’s strength quickly and adapt accordingly. I would not ask for such a reckless course of action if it were not important.” As he finished there was that eerie smile along his lips once more. “Crew is dismissed, I want a word with our hired swords.” Marco tensed up as the man floated past the dispersed crowd of NPDs and paused an arms length from himself and Hikaru. “A word gentlemen…” he said politely, “it’s about that peculiar piece of equipment you brought along today…” Rau motioned to Hikaru and Marco felt his stomach sink as the NPD proceeded to formulate a plan, a decent plan, that used the resources of their small team. Marco’s emotions rolled from terror to fascination as the NPD got his reluctant approval.
  16. 2 points
    Carter placed his head directly to his desk, shutting his eyes and banging his head there over and over again "Come on.. ideas, lets go.. just need a little bit of ideas, you can do it brain!" he said.. he thought about everything, what type of MS would be nice, what series he should take from, what mood he wants it to evoke. He looked over at his shelf of different Gunpla and Gundam memorabilia, he narrowed his eyes and then suddenly shot straight up when it finally came to him. "Of course!" He exclaimed "Thanks, brain!". Carter would run over right to his cabinets and grabbed paints, files, and sandpaper.. as well as a couple of other Gunpla, he smiled and then sat right at his little desk with everything he'd need.. he started taking them apart and putting them back together in different combinations, experimenting as much as he could before finding a combination he liked.. and he did, after about an hour or so of mulling over designs.. He grabbed his paints and got to work, sanding, priming, air brushing, and drying.. and when he was done, he pulled away and smiled at it proudly "What should i name it.." He tapped his foot and looked at its different aspects, the colors, the design.. and then it came to him "The Comet Dagger!" It was perfect in his mind, it was Based off the Buster Dagger and some Astray parts.. A high mobility artillery mobile suit. "Perfection" He said while holding it in his hands, he took it and its weapons and placed it on the scanner as he logged in. He took it straight to free roam so that he could test it, he primed its thrusters and then put pedal to the metal as he blasted off, it was nice and agile.. powerful weapons to match "Whooo!" He cheered, spinning in a circle while firing off the High energy rifle, and the Gun Launcher.. unfortunately it would be cut short- as the next he knew.. he would be in the hangar of the archangel, with his teammates. He sighed and disembarked, floating out of the cockpit and then landing on the catwalk.. He saw the Zeong, and the GM "Good taste.." He said to both, as he approached the other pilots
  17. 2 points
    There was more activity in the lobby this time. That was always a good sign, but Hikaru would only spare a smile and a nod to the receptionist due to time constraints as he headed to the hangar. Blinking as he saw green bots moving about on his machine, he realized what was going on. "More Elemechu?" Hikaru noted when he stood in front of his machine again. Of course, it was understandable. He'd made a number of changes, particularly to the armament and equipment of the unit. Such changes needed to be inspected for improper hacks or other measures before use. He waited for the scan of his machine to complete, hoping he wouldn't be late for the operation, while reflecting on the changes to his unit. The Beta Gundam was now equipped with its upgraded BWS-capable G-Defenser and had a simple but resilient 'Mobile Armor' form that consisted of the whole thing laying down on its face. Its shield had a nice surprise if its main protection was breached and the Long Rifle had improved accuracy due to Smart Beam Gun technology being added and married to the quasi-psycommu in a similar way to the hip beam guns. Wanting options other than just beam, however, Hikaru had settled on adding a Union Flag's Linear Rifle to the G-Defenser's centerline and a Dom's Heat Saber to the side opposite the new Long Smart Gun. Both were low weight, but the Heat Saber sported a solid reach while the Linear Rifle served to improve the aerodynamic properties in detached or Mobile Armor mode with its electromagnetic field emitter. Not the most powerful additions, but suitable until he thought of better. Perhaps something based on the Gerbera Straight from Red Frame would be more appropriate than the Heat Saber? Oh, and the whole thing was standing in a stock FXA-00 "Flying Armor", but that was meant to be loaned to one of his allies as needed. Maybe it would improve the movement of one of the GINNs supporting the operation at worst. Kira likely did have an Aile Striker, after all. Once checks were complete, he got in his machine and the location shifted to the ZAFT hangar. After guiding his machine off of the FXA-00 Flying Armor and setting it to be usable by any of their allies, he got out of his Mobile Suit and observed the tone of the people preparing for combat. It was a good thing he brought the Flying Armor, too. Someone had brought an IBO unit that was either bone stock or a sleeper. Process of elimination implied it to be Creed. He looked for the pilot and decided to check the boardroom they were in before. He hadn't run into Fa and Kamille yet either, but wondered how they were doing. They, and the NPDs here, were realistic enough for him not to remember that they weren't 'real' and feel actual concern for what was coming. Memories flashed to Fa's grief and he wondered if it was more than 'skin deep'. How far could one go emulating feelings before they became real? "Hey there." Hikaru said, taking note of his teammate. "I see you brought along an IBO machine. Good thinking against all the beam. I brought an FXA-00 Flying Armor explicitly for a teammate to use if needed to keep up with the Aile Strike. Think your Gundam needs the boost, or is it better without it?"
  18. 1 point
    The inside of her cockpit dimmed as what was left of her Gunpla lied on the floor. The energy ball did its job, giving the win to her opponent. Amy couldn't believe it, but it taught her a few lessons on the defensive capabilities of her Archer. The Phase Shift Armor wouldn't be enough for her next battle, whenever that would be. "Hey there!" Her opponent said. "That was quite a fight!" Amy clicked on the chat to respond. "Yeah, it was! I learned a lot from it." She exclaimed as her machine materialized from the battlefield. The diver appeared back in the GBN lobby, immediately checking her battle record. "71-23 for one on one matches." She thought. "I've played this game way too much, but I have to practice more." She walked up to mission area, noticing that the team above her was going to take the Kobayashi Hayato test. "You do realize that's a no win scenario, right." She said to the three burly men wearing Zeon jackets. The biggest one turned around to Amy as the other two scowled. "You do realize that we're one of the best teams in all of GBN right?" He yelled. "We don't lose any matches!" She smirked. These three looked tough, but looks meant nothing in a cockpit of a mobile suit. "Ok, tough guy. One on one. Right now."
  19. 1 point
    Red warnings lit up Creed’s display as the enemy pushed the broken dagger into the Astray’s neck. It didn’t take an expert to know that damage would be catastrophic, possibly severing the head if he didn’t do something about it. The desperate nature of the enemy’s attack simply reassured the veteran however. A grin slowly grew on the man’s face as the two suits got more and more entangled. He was too close to draw his katana, and it would leave him too open to draw his beam sword. Pulling away would surely sever his suit's head, and his right arm seemed to be barely hanging on. To top it all off his shield jerked suddenly as it began to warp and bend. “For all the marbles…” he grumbled as he deftly moved his good hand from the shield; he quickly slipped it past the deteriorating defense and found a broad opening against the pelvis of the enemy suit, just below the cockpit. Creed began his quote of the manga almost as if it was a prayer, “diverting all power…” The power coupling on the hand sparked wildly as it came to life, forming an unstable energy ball. Additional warning lights flared as he jetted the arm towards his enemy. The angle may have been a little awkward but he had a firm press against the hull of the enemy machine. The impact was sure to be devastating, similar attacks had severed the head off a rival Astray in clean motion, the attack wasn’t without its’ faults though. The explosion jerked his shattered suit away from the enemy. It sent him flying backwards into a boulder. Creed barely had enough sense to look at his own damage. The head of the Astray tilted unnaturally to the side, hanging on by cables and little else. The right arm was missing from the shoulder joint down now. The left arm was severed from the elbow below, sparks fizzled over the wound. About the only thing working on his mobile suit appeared to be his thrusters and legs, with the latter showing moderate damage from the attack. Creed knew that his attack was a “Hail Mary” and he had little hope of fighting beyond that last attempt. The man’s grin didn’t die down however and he merely laughed, “damn that has got to look cool on the replay!” He still didn’t know if he won or lost but big explosions always made him happy. Win or loose, he mused and slowly his attention returned to his foe to see what happened. “Hey there!” He hailed on the public chat, “that was quite a fight!”
  20. 1 point
    The Murasaki Archer's shurikens were quite special. Due to the way they were built, the Kimaris' weapons could pierce almost any surface, including Phase Shift Armor. What Amy didn't realize was that those weapons could be used against her if the enemy was smart. As the Astray pushed down on her machine, one of the shuriken's pushed down on the body of the purple Gunpla. "Damn it!" She said as the Archer was given a "stomach" wound. The handle of one of her knife's embedded in the shield smacked into the strongest part of the body, breaking the Folding Razor's blade in two. The partially broken dagger landed on the floor as the battle got worse for her. The Archer lost its footing, falling straight to the ground. As it bumped onto the grassy field, Amy lost control of her Beam Boomerangs, falling out of arm's reach. The Gold Astray kept pushing on the body, jamming the shuriken deeper in into it. The Diver had many options, but she didn't want to give away all of her tricks just yet. "This isn't over Astray!" She yelled as she pushed her right hand up against the head of the machine. While attempting to push the Gold gunpla off, she looked for something she could use. The broken Razor lied on the grass, barely within reach. Using the enemy's broken arm and preoccupied shield to her advantage, she pushed the dagger into the part with the least amount of armor surrounding it, the neck.
  21. 1 point
    Beam blades locked up as Creed’s stroke fell against the enemy’s twin blades. The veteran hardly celebrated as he made contact, instead his eyes grew in alarm as the enemy fired a devious attack. Twin shurikens fired at him. He was too close to do anything fancy, and Creed knew he had to pay the price. Again his shield helped as it absorbed yet another physical barrage, the proximity of the attack nearly making the disk drive straight through the hardened material. The second attack was less gracious as it dug into his sword arm. It seemed just as he was about to drive his pink blade for a killing blow the power behind the limb suddenly cut out. The beam saber didn’t exactly fall out of his hand but the arm went limp. A lesser pilot would have overreacted by doing something drastic or overly cautious; Creed was not one of those. The experienced diver knew that any good sword fight relied on footwork as much as any sword stroke. Above all else Marco could not let the enemy gain any advantage over him. Instead he doubled down, redlining his thrusters and bashing his shield into his opponent, the embedded weapons in the shield digging into the enemy. Any damage was secondary to his true design, Creed was angling the shield to hit and pin his enemy down; make them stagger and stay on the ground. As he drove the shield into the enemy his saber wielding arm flew out wide, beam saber shutting off as his mobile suit shifted its weight into the enemy. With an arm likely out of the fight he would have to be even more resourceful in his pursuit. His shield was getting more and more damaged and he doubted it would last too much more. That left him with one more beam saber and his katana, the latter being more challenging to wield with the off hand. Gritting his teeth he focused on keeping the shield connected to the enemy. It was simple: Creed would have to resort to being more brutal if he was gonna get out of his predicament.
  22. 1 point
    For what seemed to be a regular Astray, the machine had its strengths, likely due to the experience of the pilot. As the enemy's machine slashed down at the Archer, Amy turned her machine clockwise, attempting to block the attack with her right beam saber. The strength of the Astray, plus the awkward angle of the block, put tons of pressure on the Gunpla. With all her might, Amy turned again, pushing her other beam saber up against the enemy's by creating an X-shape with the two pink blades. The Astray's weapon was getting dangerously close to her Gunpla's head, sizzling off some of her own paint, just like her opponent. "I won't be able to hold for long." She thought. The angle of the attack was just awkward enough for her to be on the losing side, but she did have a trick up her sleeve, or rather, on her backpack. Two slash disks, taken from the Kimaris, were attached to the machine back thrusters, mostly used as short ranged shuriken. But they could also be launched directly from the mobile suit at opponents. "These are for one time use. Let's make this count!" The slash disks jettisoned for their normal spot, one aimed at the body, while the other was mean't for the Astray's right arm. She hoped that her aiming skills were good enough during this tense situation, but she had to regain her distance from the gold machine.
  23. 1 point
    Hikaru had been expecting less competence. Though he'd hoped that the pilot would descend or fire missiles on the position he'd drawn the enemy's attention to, he instead found that the pilot had seen through the ruse. Missiles streaked out and fanned the area. Hikaru was forced to duck behind the large building he'd adopted as cover only for a missile to strike at its base. The downside of using the shadow of the larger building to conceal himself was that the building was a larger target. The pilot was forced to use his thrusters to move back away from the building as it collapsed while falling at an awkward angle, not able to maintain its shape as it toppled over. "Tch..." Was all Hikaru had time to emit before his cover was blown, the pilot responding by keeping his shield ready and firing his Slack Pack's dual Hydra Gatling Beam Cannons. The ability to generate his own suppressive fire was a boon for a melee-oriented unit, though he didn't expect it to do much. Maybe clip his enemy's wings or intercept further missiles if he was lucky. Closing to melee was a priority, but he needed to regain the initiative first. Or at least keep his enemy from being able to retake the skies.
  24. 1 point
    Hmm? Niemeyer’s attention was soon brought by his onboard computer to something happening outside his field of vision to the right, according to the way the alarm sounded. Turning into a Mobile Suit and tilting its head towards the stimuli, his DINN briefly stopped, but switched to its simple MA mode once again very soon and kept moving. The pilot had seen enough. Alright, picture taken. It’s not simply above in the air. No point to that when it can shoot me on the top, or ride me while turning me into roast with a saber… The green DINN gained altitude, and soon was lost among the clouds. It’s on the ground, but not anywhere near that flash. An explosion would obviously not trigger near it, no sense to that. A rifle or a grenade both mean he’s far from that building… “but my sensors haven’t picked anything up.” He opened the snapshot he had taken of the area, and noticed something. Bingo. I’ve got it… the projectile hit one of the buildings before exploding. And damage can be seen from this side of it. That means it’s somewhere in that area… The Captain drew an imaginary, C-shaped zone on his head, which seemed to engulf the area where the grenade exploded. He gripped his controls, and activated his first weapons system. "Multipurpose Launcher. HE Rounds. Twenty. Left... four rounds." From the clouds, missiles started to rain towards the city, bombing the streets inside the C-shaped zone. The DINN pilot descended immediately after, facing the zone, to observe the results. “You tried to trick me! Pretty impressive for an A.I, but if you have any sense of self-preservation, this will smoke you out.” You can fly up, or light on those thrusters and simply find more cover. But whichever you do, I'll know where you are. Thank heavens this city is not real. Such a situation would cripple me in real life… i couldn’t simply fire at a city like this. Not with all the treaties and bureaucracy going on.
  25. 1 point
    Hikaru was more than a little surprised when, after adjusting the ZAKU Warrior Light Armor's parameters, he was thrown straight into a battle. He had no idea that there was an online multiplayer to this system. Perhaps it was something added later? Still, it seemed oddly implemented. He wasn't even given the option to decline. Hikaru would have minded were it his main GBN machine or one of his other builds, but this particular one? "Ah well, maybe it'll be fun." He took note of the terrain, quickly noting that the land surrounding the city was too exposed to serve as cover. It reminded him of the ancient UCGO computer game. The ZAKU have to use the city which it found itself in for cover. He initially sought out an overpass or something but found this to be a city much like those in Europe - ancient enough for roads to be forced to conform to the terrain and old buildings rather than the other way around. Roundabouts were present, though the inclusion of traffic lights at them indicated an American touch. It was a noncommittal mix of old and new. The pilot guided his machine into the shadow of a taller building, careful to turn down the light of his optical sensor to reduce visibility. Getting trapped between buildings was a bad idea since he would need to retain his mobility, so he stayed near some of the wider roads. Primary Directives: Find Enemy Mobile Suit (0/1) Maintain Peace and Order No Secondary Objectives Noting the beginning of the encounter and Shield and Beam Machine Gun at the ready, he decided to wait. It wouldn't be long before he saw a DINN take to the air in the distance, and he clicked his teeth. An aerial unit had an advantage with its ranged armaments. Though he could use cover to his advantage, it wouldn't be ideal. No, he needed to be careful with this. The pilot took one of his machine's grenades and tossed it into the distance from his cover. In a more constrained area between several buildings, one which the DINN might be able to corner a hypothetical enemy, the flash grenade went off. "Come on. Fall for it. Use up your missiles, be drawn in closer, something..." Hikaru uttered, hoping his enemy had an itchy trigger finger.
  26. 1 point
    It was a very quiet night aboard Captain Niemeyer's regal-looking vessel, the Florence. Nothing was showing up on the scanners, there wouldn't be an attack from the Federation (or other undesirable groups) either, not so soon after the last one, and they'd already been served dinner. Now there would be only two things to do: fall asleep on the Captain's chair out of boredom while making his rounds, dropping his cup of tea in the floor, or go to his quarters and stare at the ceiling for hours, having already exhausted his supply of sleep aid pills. Well it definitely won't be either. I'd rather die than do this again and again every night… or rather, it’ll kill me. God, i can’t think clearly anymore. Getting up from his chair, he left his Executive Officer, Pizzini, in charge of the chair, the tea and countless sensors that beeped as soon as they picked up some wildlife on the ground. He lied to him about having to check up with the mechanics one last time before going to sleep, even though Lieutenant Pizzini most likely knew already: they wouldn't find him on his bed anytime soon, but rather, in the cockpit of his personal DINN, running simulations. And soon enough, he was in the hangar, preparing to enter the machine, painted green with golden and red accents, a color scheme inspired by the Zaku IIs of the Zeon Royal Guard. A black uniform jacket and white peaked cap were tucked under the seat, as he closed the hatch behind him and fired up the electrical systems, leaving the engines, actuators and Minovsky Reactor inactive. He navigated the simulator's menu slowly, out of boredom. He'd tried it all out in ZAFT's catalog: the BuCUE, the GOOhN, the ZnO, among others. The chief engineer, a One Year War veteran, had even hooked him up with data cartridges to simulate Mobile Suits of previous eras, such as various Zaku I and II variants, the Flight Type Gouf, GM Sniper II and even a Gundam… of which there only seemed to remain a round head with manipulators attached to the sides and a cannon on top. A very weird contraption that looked more like a Ball than a Gundam, but a Gundam's a Gundam, and so the enigmatic B Gundam remained the jewel of the crown in his collection of Mobile Suit data. One day, I shall obtain the rest of its body and know what controlling a Gundam truly feels like. Then, he found a new option. “Duel”? What’s this one do? Must have come with the newest firmware… Eager to find something new to finally feel in need of a nap, he pressed the button, and braced himself as the screen turned dark, only showing a single word on screen: “SEARCHING”, and the Mobile Suit’s HUD. Thus, he knew the system had selected the default Mobile Suit… his own. I won’t be unacquainted with the controls, at the very least. Now, before his eyes appeared a city. A floodplain surrounded by gently rolling hills, with buildings too diverse to be characterised by any particular architectural style, partly because of their varying ages, and intrincate streets navigating the massive city, with unintuitive turns, dangerous looking roundabouts and most particularly, traffic lights on the left side of the roads, when present. The skies were gray and cloudy, but the weather looked stable and the wind was bearable. It reminds me of one of those cities smack dab in Federation territory, as shown in my high school geography books. The DINN, standing next to a hangar in an airport with a layout not unlike Carpentaria Base’s, took off to the skies and deployed its six golden wings, as Niemeyer’s objectives appeared in the HUD. Primary Directives: Find Enemy Mobile Suit (0/1) Restore Peace and Order No Secondary Objectives Only one enemy? So that’s what it meant by “Duel”. Well, if it’s just one of them, he ought to be skilled enough. Better be wary of my surroundings...
  27. 1 point
    Cool! Looks like it's come back from a walk through the Sahara. Sadly only the AEUG one did that...
  28. 1 point
    Alright I think I’m pretty much done. I’m gonna get an action base then take some really cool pictures later on! I tried weathering the yellow with gold and I kinda like how it looks. I also figure out a cool way to weather with a sponge. I finished it all by using a tamiya weathering kit. I like the dirty look! I still can’t believe I have a kit this cool! It’s been an awesome build. Let me know what you guys think!
  29. 1 point
    I like this idea! That way we have access to all the tech. I am curious about the presence of cannon characters vs not having them there.
  30. 1 point
    While not my favorite possibility, it's certainly an option and I have assorted MS and concepts that could be applied/explored. Many remain from the original AD and were never used. Does "non-canon timeline" mean non-canon story, or no canon characters as well?
  31. 1 point
    What do you propose we put in that section? I keep putting off mainly because of the awesome work and insane collection at http://dalong.net
  32. 1 point
    This story will continue in Gunpla Battle Nexus 1.8: Community Update.
  33. 1 point
    I'm interested too! Count me in.
  34. 1 point
    I completely agree!
  35. 1 point
    "FINALLY!" Kyle looked at the finished poster, marveling at the detail of it. "They'll be so proud." He thought to himself. Something that wasn't finished though was his gunpla. He glanced at the Trinames' parts, with some still needing paint and other upgrades. "That one's taking a lot longer than I thought." He'd used custom mobile suits before, but nothing as intricate as the Trinames. Kyle grabbed the gray backup gunpla from his shelf, ignoring his previous kitbashes. "It'll be fun to try something a little different from the norm." Setting the machine down on his scanner, The diver made sure his visor would fit comfortably as he looked at the screen. MSN-02 Zeong. While the mobile suit technically couldn't be used outside of space without modifications during missions, settings could be messed with to allow movement during Free-Roam. After those were changed, Kyle flew into the skies, testing out many of the Zeong's armaments. He realized that would be the best thing to do right now because of how different the machine was from anything else that he used. The wired forearm guns for example, were nice training tools if he ever decided to use funnels in the future. "This is pretty cool, isn't it Har-" He looked to his right, expecting Haro to be there. "That's right." He said. "I didn't make this machine with Haro in mind." He COULD bring the little droid out of his inventory, but decided not to. He'd most likely annoy Kyle more than help during the next mission. Suddenly, a portal opened up, taking him out of this world and right into the hangar of the Archangel. It wasn't a comfortable move, as the machine came to a complete stop, startling the diver. "Geez. They could've given me a chance to react to the move..." Even with no legs, his machine was still around the same height as his team member's GM. "Looks like he upgraded. Wish mine was done too." He also noticed his other teammate's Zaku, which looked as if it wasn't even there. "The update sure is strange..." Seeing Aida in the hangar, Kyle floated to the GM's owner. "Yo!" The Comet Meister exclaimed.
  36. 1 point
    - “Take two…” That Sunday night, Aida deposited the Airbatel, now complete and entirely ready for battle, on top of the scanner. His gaze lingered on the completed unit, now at full combat capabilities. This time, he thought, I’ll be prepared for anything. Again, the rings of light met near the GM’s waist and a different name appeared on screen. Super Airbatel GM. The original completed state of the Airbatel GM. But Aida could only wonder, will we really leave it like this? There are probably adjustments to be done… He logged in, put his visor on, and then landed back again in the lobby. Not much had changed since last time: The guide NPDs had been implemented, and promotional banners for other community campaigns that had been featured by the administration, such as Leges Sine Moribus, Zeta Destiny and one with a name that Aida couldn't make out due to it being written entirely in Japanese symbols, but probably set in the Cosmic Era judging by the appearance of a Murasame in the poster. He knew his atmospheric Mobile Suits well, perhaps due to being in a team dedicated to them before, but the Murasame held a special place, since it was his first suit in said team, the one he managed to enter with. He remembered making a sleeper of it, by simply detailing a stock suit, and making some additions that would not be noticed. I aced that audition. Good times. Hangar Bay 06B. Mostly empty, save by his machine and the administrator’s machine. This time, a Marasai with Gouf Custom parts, painted in the same light blue as Norris Packard’s unit. Another Marasai? Well, can’t blame the man’s taste. He inspected his Mobile Suit, this time with extra care since it was in a new configuration, and took note of every seam, every unpainted spot, every imperfection. Left binder. Missed a spot there, and it’s even in a hard area. God damn, i’m gonna have to dissasemble the thing to fix that. After the exterior checkup was done, he entered the cockpit, but noticed two bug-seekers inside the cabin: Elmeth mice. He patiently allowed them to leave before closing the door and seating himself in the pilot's throne. He had seen a lot more of them in his brief stay as a beta tester rather than in his whole GBN career: a justifiable increase in surveillance, seeing as bugs and exploits were all but expected in numbers… Aida navigated through the suit’s Settings interface, and started making adjustments accordingly, one of the reasons he had logged in early. The suit was able to move around gravitated environments, just like Friday in Gryps 2, but he had postponed the making of a space movement preset for the Super variant right until now. He loaded the Airbatel’s own zero-g preset to lay the groundwork, and then modified it to match the current state of the Suit, now taking into account the GM-Defenser. By nine, he was finished, but there being no sign of the Archangel yet, he decided to take to the skies, albeit briefly. The Super Airbatel used the catapult, and started to fall towards the floor, but once the GM-Defenser activated, the machine took off and achieved flight on its own. Where to go now? So as to answer his question, the scanner warned him of new content ahead, yet again in the Riah district. A MacDaniels restaurant? That’s new. While they had been part of the many, many buildings in said district, up until now the MacDaniels were in an empty state, with locked doors and closed curtains, merely serving as part of the city backdrop. He set course for its parking lot, over which an EWAC Leo with a Flight Pack was already landing, crushing some city cars with its foot. This was not a grave matter, however, as while only accessible or important buildings were safe from accidental or incidental destruction by the machines of the users, whatever could be destroyed in Free Roam mode would go back in time and reform itself as long as no users or Mobile Suits were touching the object in question. This feature entertained users, which caused them to crush and destroy stuff, from signs and cars to empty buildings, only to see the pieces of concrete, metal and glass fly back to their spot and repair the destroyed buildings. It was much like marvelling at a smart pillow: the ones that always came back to their original shape, once one’s head was no longer resting on top. However, before he could crush some cars of his own and greet the pilot of the Leo, a portal suddenly opened in his way. Before he could know it, his GM was in the Archangel’s hangar bay, standing upright with the engines off. This gave him a mild case of motion sickness, since the Super Airbatel was facing gravitated ground moments ago, flying towards the horizon, as opposed to standing still and up in a weightless environment. Ow! What the… Jesus, are they even allowed to do this? He opened the door, feeling woozy and annoyed, expecting an important reason to be brought there so urgently. This better be good. But there were no announcements being made through the PA system, nor were there any NPDs standing in front of the GM. Are they waiting for us all to be here to start the briefing? He did notice that, in addition to the pair of Gundam Mark IIs and the GP03, the Gunpla of his teammates were already there. Or were they? Getting off his Mobile Suit to approach the sniper’s Gundam and the speedster’s Zaku, he noticed both machines were not only half transparent and did not collide with him, they also had the exact same battle damage as Friday night. Snapshots of their states at the end of last mission… could the NPDs have been seeing this ever since we left? They might not even know we left at all. But if this was the case, Aida wondered, what about the changes on the Airbatel? Didn’t they notice the new backpack? Or the fact that it was whole again? What if somebody brought with them an entirely new machine, rather than the one they had a day before? This update was a whole world of questions. But right now, not much could be done. Just as he saw Miriallia Haw pass him with a food cart, he also noticed a portal was opening right under the feet of one of the two machines. One of his teammates was coming online...
  37. 1 point
    When Carter left the room, he stretched out and sighed.. "I guess it makes sense he would call it a GINN, but jeez.." He scratched the back of his head and then went to log out, when he did he saw his mission rewards and smiled a little. Carter Available at Avatar Shop: These Glasses Are A CHAR! Badge: Outdated But Skilled (+30% Credits) Stage Completed: 13000 Credits "Guess that's something to write home about" He said, before standing up and stretching "Sheesh.. that was intense" He looked around his room and then focused on his Zaku, he smiled at it and then picked it up "We'll be better next time, I promise" he said, he went straight to his desk and got to work on tuning his machine.. a little after that, he turned to his shelf and saw another model standing tall. "Well.. I guess it wouldn't hurt" He said, he changed the model kit he was working on and continued late into the night.. with a big smile on his face
  38. 1 point
    "Glad that's over." Kyle thought as he walked out of the debriefing room. "That could've ruined the whole campaign experience for me." However, this did teach the Diver something. Not only would decisions like that impact this world, but the shooting of the MKII didn't even matter. "Alpha Team still got away with Kamille and a MKII." As he reached the hangar of the Archangel, Kyle saw his robot companion annoying one of the engineers. "Hey Haro!" He yelled out. "Stop messing with him." The spherical droid floated back to his owner. "Sorry! Sorry!" It chirped. "I cant believe I just told a computer program to stop messing with another program..." He knew it was time to log off, so he pulled up his wrist hologram. As he made the world around him disappear, his mission rewards appeared. Kyle Badge: Hijack This! (+10000cr) Stage Completed: 10000 Credits Kyle had been hoarding credits for no real reason. After leaving his former team, nothing really enticed him to buy just for himself. "I'll use them eventually..." The Diver was brought back to the real world, staring down at his Gunpla. After he pulled off his visor, Kyle picked up the red machine. "We're gonna need to do some fine tuning." He said as the Gunpla was put next to his array of tools and unfinished model kits. "No way it'll be ready for the next mission though. I-" Suddenly, a voice made him jolt out of his seat. "Have you been playing this whole time?!" Kyle who had fallen on his back, looked up to see his angry wife by the door. "I thought you would've stopped to work on another project by now." The Comet Meister looked at the time. It was early in the morning. "Oh crap! Did I play all night?!" He exclaimed. "You sure did." His wife responded. "Can you please check the time every once in a while in the game? Work needs to be done, you know?" Kyle got up off the ground, putting his chair back in place. "I know, Amy. I'm sorry." Kyle said. "This new campaign was just super engaging though. It was like an SD G Gen game! One of the handheld ones though. It had Zeta and Seed mixed together with these realistic NPD's. Who knows what'll be next?" Amy sighed. "You can tell me all about it AFTER you get some rest." She exclaimed as she walked out of the room. By the way. The poster design for you-know-what is due this week." Kyle looked shocked. "Man... I thought it was due next week!" As he walked toward the bedroom, his eye caught a certain gray mobile suit on his shelf. "The Trinames may not be done, but that doesn't mean I can't use other mobile suits. This next mission will be in space, after all..."
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