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  1. 2 points
    Hiro Kusanagi sat in the lounge of the Firefly as he watched the AEUG personnel scurry about their work in preparation for their departure from the lunar city. His crew of four was squeezed into the booth seat meant for three as they had their lunch. The seat opposite them remained empty for the person they were expecting. His wingman Kamea Thrace snuggled to his left, her right elbow carelessly jabbing at his ribs as she worked her food with a metal spoon. He suspected she was prodding his side partly on purpose. Kamea had tucked her short blonde hair behind her ear to keep it out of her lunch, revealing a star-shaped ebony stud. Her dog tag hung over her cleavage that her black tank top struggled to hide beneath her black leather. Hiro still found her appearance more masculine than Grace Valerii, who sat on his right. Grace had more feminine curves and the larger buxom than her short-hair counterpart, but her jacket was zipped all the way up to her neck to keep herself fully covered. Her straight black hair fell beyond her shoulders. Grace made Hiro uncomfortable for some reasons, especially when they were alone. Perhaps it was her open admiration for her superior, who happened to be a famed pilot in the Galleon Combine. Hiro Kusanagi was a renown mercenary in the Combine. Grace was the newest member in his team. Although she had been a part of the Draconis Fury for over a year, Hiro was still unable to be as comfortable as he was with Kamea. The latter was his wingman, so that explained for their familiarity. Grace was a backup pilot and still had a way to go before she was able to step up as a full-fledged pilot for the team. Her body was pressed against his as they sat awkwardly in the booth seat of the cargo ship. Hiro could feel the stiffness in Grace’s body despite her best efforts to appear comfortable with the physical contact. It was not as if he could help it. He was stuck. Hiro turned to look at Ronald Boone. The mechanic took the outermost seat and was the only one among them who could escape the scrum if he wanted to. Ronald, however, was engrossed with the food in his metal food tray. Kamea slammed her spoon down in frustration, “Knock my elbow one more time and I’ll shove this spoon up where the sun don’t shine, Augur!” “Hey, blame the small table! You’re knocking half of each spoonful I scrape before I can shove it into my mouth, not that this poor excuse for food is in any way appetising.” Ronald shot back. Kamea shook her head. “You can tuck your elbows in instead of airing your armpits, lad. We can do without the stench.” “Wha—“ Before he could even protest, Grace chimed in, “Starbuck is right. Why don’t you stand up to give us more space. Be a man, Augur.” “Just ‘cos Spike isn’t around, now I’m the whipping boy,” Ronald said. Kamea laughed. “Keep on dreaming, lad. Nobody’s gonna whip that ass.” “Shut up and enjoy cozying up with Apollo, girl.” Ronald teased as he suddenly leaned to his right to shove Kamea against Hiro. She leaned on Hiro’s shoulder with feigned affection while Grace flushed red as Hiro was pushed against her. Kamea giggled. “He better be enjoying this more than we are.” “C’mon now, we’re gonna look so professional like this when Captain Grimsdottir shows up.” Hiro said as he gave up trying to convince himself he was hungry. Ronald moved to the empty seat. “I’ll warm the seat for the captain before he arrives.” “I hope you’ve got a hot bum cos you gotta give up your seat and it better be well warmed up.” Grace said and gestured at the door of the lounge.
  2. 2 points
    The black screen blinked to life and begun an insistent beep. Alyssa Arano looked up from the book she had buried her head in for the past few hours. She left orders not to be disturbed. Reading to orchestral music provided a brief respite that the piercing ringtone shattered. Alyssa briefly contemplated if she should allow the incoming call to interrupt her rest. Recent events were exhausting. The loss of her leader and childhood companion affected not just her work but also shook her personally. The Zeon leadership was quick to shove her into the vacuum created by the death of Haman Karn. Alyssa had been groomed for this all her life, yet she never felt ready, not even now. Yet she had to be strong for Neo Zeon to succeed in reclaiming their birthright. They prepared for this for years. The hardships suffered by her people would soon be over once they moved back to Side 3. The incessant beep broke through her thoughts. Alyssa sighed and closed the book in front of her. She brushed her hair out of her face and checked her appearance vaguely through the reflection of the console screen. Satisfied, she pressed the answer button. The face of her assistant appeared on the screen. He did not appear pleased to be tasked with relaying the message to her, she knew at first glance. Alyssa knew Lieutenant Alexander Mori well enough to sense his discomfort even through the screen. She wondered what bothered him so much, he usually kept a better composure. Alex saluted at the sight of the Zeon Regent. “M’Lady, we have reports that a salvage team scoured the wreckage zone before our recovery team arrived. I’m ashamed—“ “It happens.” Alex did not have to mention Haman’s name. He understood her pain, and she thanked him silently for that. “I trust you’ve dispatched a team to track down the salvagers.” “Yes, M’Lady. Reports indicate that they are heading for the Moon.” Alyssa expected no less from her assistant. “I will look into this myself, Alex.” “But, M’Lady—“ Alyssa cut off his protest with a raised hand. He knew she would take over the search personally. That explained his reluctance to make the call. It meant he understood her reasons too, as much as he disliked it. “You know I have to do this, Alex. The fleet will continue on course as planned. The delegation must reach Side 3. Patch the Vice Admiral through.” “Yes, M’Lady.” There was a brief pause before Vice Admiral Darius Solomon appeared on the screen in a second video link beside Alexander. The Lieutenant saluted his superior while the Vice Admiral saluted the Regent. “Good evening, Lady Alyssa.” “Vice Admiral,” Alyssa nodded in acknowledgement. “Alex, please.” Her assistant proceeded to fill Solomon in on the intelligence report. The middle-aged veteran listened quietly. When Alexander finished, Solomon finally spoke, “Do you wish to take matters into your own hands, Lady Alyssa?” “I leave the Doyenne in your command, Darius. I will leave at once on the Repentance. If all goes well, we will rendezvous with the fleet at Side 3.” “I’m against this, Alyssa. I should have been firm with Lady Haman and stopped her from going out into combat against enemy ace pilots. With all due respect, it’s too soon to let the new Regent to be off chasing after a rabbit trail.” Solomon was a father-like figure for both Haman and Alyssa. He was a close and old friend of Maharaja Karn, Haman’s father and Alyssa’s guardian. Alyssa pursed her lip in annoyance. She expected resistance and understood their reasons, but she was going regardless of their opinions and feelings. They stopped her from joining the recovery team and the search parties after the battle. There was no stopping her this time. “The Repentance can handle whatever surprises we encounter. I’ll also be bringing the Black Tri Stars along as escorts. Don’t worry, Darius. You can help me by bringing the delegates to Side 3 and protect Princess Mineva.” Solomon sighed and said, “You and Haman are too alike. There is not stopping you once your mind is made up. There’s so much of Maharaja in the two of you. I promised him I would take care of you both. I have failed him once and I don’t want to fail him again.” “I’m not going up against enemy ace pilots in a battle. We are intercepting a group of civilian salvagers. We will outgun them.” Alyssa noticed Solomon’s expression softening slightly. She recognised that look since young when he finally gave in to their pestering him for candy. “Besides, Haman would have done the same for me if our roles were reversed.”
  3. 2 points
    Ryder looked puzzled. "Headhunter?" He thought. "Has he ever worked with a sniper?" While Ryder was confused, he did understand why Grim would be enraged. As much as he wouldn't like to admit it, his first sortie as an AEUG pilot was somewhat sloppy, but the way things were run in the AEUG was sloppy. As a Titan, things were planned out and it was clear what jobs people had on the battlefield. Ryder was told that he was the squadron leader, but one of the mercs would give him orders. Nicky's actions were self-explanatory, and the other pilots were far from skilled. "Four Gaza-C's shouldn't have been an issue, but it wasn't all my fault." "Sir, my job as a long-range mobile suit pilot is to take out as many enemies as possible before they get in range. A headhunter is what I'm supposed to be." Ryder responded. "And I'd love to be a leader, but when the team doesn't know how to even adequately pilot our mobile suits, like our sitting duck over here, it makes it very challenging." Ryder felt himself get angrier. "Am I even the squadron leader, because one of your mercs was giving me orders. Why is nothing in the AEUG ran efficiently? None of us even know our mission, we were just thrown onto this dumpy ship!" Ryder thought again about the battle. Some blame could be put on him. He needed to be a better teammate, no matter how reckless the AEUG did things. He looked away. "But you are right in expecting better. I expected better from myself too..."
  4. 2 points
    Ryder Sarka stood against one of the walls near the sleeping pods, arms crossed. As he reminisced about the recent battle, the former Titan wished he could've gotten more practice in the simulation. It had been months since he'd even been inside a mobile suit, since he was too busy being tortured by the Titans. Luckily, he realized how much the Nemo controlled like the GM Sniper II, one of his older machines he'd piloted before. "Reloading..." He thought to himself. "I got to get faster at that!" Ryder walked to his sleeping pod. "That rifle could take out nearly anything in one hit, why can't it hold more than one shot?!" A red button illuminated near his pod. When he pressed it, the square door hinged up, allowing him inside. It was cramped, but it was supposed to be. After all, the pods weren't meant for comfort. A couple of pictures were taped to the top of his bed. Two were of the squadrons he'd served in with the Titans, the Pursuers and the 41st Strike Team. He looked closer at the Pursuers, noticing his former Commander. "Poor bastard." The other two were taken back when he was in high school, one of him and his friend Maria, and another with his newly enlisted brother, Len, as he grinned in his new uniform. "That was the day he gave me his jacket." Ryder grabbed that jacket, putting it back on as he closed the door. After many years, the jacket had become somewhat torn and ratty. Ryder attempted to fix it many times, but he dreaded the day it would just tear in half from any sort of movement. There wasn't much time for him to think about the past though. Dashwood's voice spoke through the intercom, requesting him and the Ensign, Nick Lavie, to go to Grim's office. "Expected that..." He thought. A debriefing was needed after what they went through. Ryder made his way to the quaint office, seeing his teammate saluting the captain. Ryder followed suit, awaiting a response from the Captain.
  5. 2 points
    The Nemo rattled as it was thrown from its laying position. The mobile suit floated as Ryder grabbed on to the controls, positioning it to see the damage caused. Smoke blared from the outside of the bridge. "Not good..." Ryder thought to himself. If they couldn't get the ship to move, they'd all be sitting ducks. The only choice for the Lieutenant was to fly back into the hangar and hope things would be ok. The hangar door opened as Ryder flew back, connecting his rifle back to the wall. There were minor scrapes and paint chipping on his mobile suit, but it was otherwise still very functional. The mobile suit powered down as Ryder floated out of the cockpit. "Hey!" He yelled out to the mechanic. "What's the damage look like?" Ronald turned his head to the pilot. "I'm not sure yet. A lot of crew members are surveying the damage right now!" Ryder pushed off the cockpit door to the neck of the ship. He had no idea how far they were from their destination, so it was unknown how long it'd take for someone to come to their aid. Smoke was all around him when he made it to the neck of the ship. He assumed the bridge crew was wearing normal suits, so unless they took a direct hit inside the bridge, they'd hopefully be fine. "We've had some bad luck..."
  6. 2 points
    After the ravine collapsed, the entire platoon ran, setting course for the woods, where they wouldn't be as easily spotted, and where they could have an advantage if so was the case. But destiny had other plans for them. Only minutes after the explosion, black aircraft appeared high on the sky, which Erin recognized on the screen as larger versions of Federation supply craft, equipped with extra engines to bear with the added weight. They were too high for any of their guns to reach them with their bullets, and there was a chance that they hadn't actually seen them, so she ordered the platoon to hold their fire and keep moving, knowing that even if they had spotted them, the forest would nonetheless allow for an ambush. Yet her worst fear was realized soon after, when four GM-type Mobile Suits fell from the sky, and cleverly landed on a ridge to block them from entering cover, all the while miraculously dodging their bullets. Their response time had been suspiciously high, as if they knew beforehand where to go, and their black bodywork betrayed their true nature as the alleged heralds of their death: the dreaded Titans, addressed by Jamitov's speeches as Earth's finest, were finally here, bullpup machine guns in hand, now pointed at them. “Raphael! Lyle! Get their backs!” And so the Tropens sped to get their way around them, avoiding 90mm bullets like they all were of a far higher lethality. “Cosette! Yuri! Flank the ridge!” The JC-Type Zakus obeyed, and ran to position themselves. “The rest! Suppresive fire until we get there! We’ll leap right in front of their faces and sandwich them!” Not one to lose her cool despite the dire circumstances, Erin quickly directed everyone as well as she could, even though she hadn’t battled in months. The results showed up quickly: the GM Kais of the ridge were grazed by their fire, and one round even found its way into one of their cockpits, probably a result of Yuri Voychek’s marksmanship. Trying to jump off the ridge, they were surprised when Zakus flew right in front of them and began shooting at point blank range, destroying a second Kai. They would then try to fold back, only to find Raphael and Lyle, who took on the two remaining units. Raphael relieved the first of its left arm, slashing the joint with his beam saber, before it flew away and entered the forest, as Lyle rid the other one of its head by blowing it up, before pushing it from the ridge. However, soon arrived their reinforcements. An F2 would go up in flames, then at the next moment, as Erin landed on top of the ridge, she was getting a transmission from Cosette’s JC, which had lost its machine gun and gained lots of scrapes after enemy fire ignited its magazine. “Commander, watch your back! Commander!” And so, the Zaku leaped high into the air, before being blown up to smithereens by a beam. Cosette! Such output… a god damned sniper! “Doms! Forget those GMs! Tally a sniper on the loose, vector 360! Close the distance and get rid of him! Levchenko! Yuri! Get the fleeing Jim! We're all going to move in that direction, there's more of them.” Erin gave out new orders, and while the remaining JC Zaku ran into the woods with one of the F2-Types, the Tropens flew at top speed from the ridge, before another black GM, looking way more advanced than the Kais that had just been defeated, stood on the way of Lyle and Raphael, firing its machine gun at them. Both protected their main cameras with their arms, knowing that the thick plating would do. Raphael sped right through, but before the Quel could turn around to fire at his back, Lyle arrived, and flying at approximately two hundred kilometers per hour, he took aim at the head with his fist. The new GM attempted to evade by throwing its back on the floor, but the Tropen arrived in the middle of the maneuver and still managed to land a clean uppercut, severely damaging the head and destroying its joints, detaching it from the frame, yet leaving the lead cables intact, the head dangling from the Mobile Suit once it violently made contact with the floor. That said and done, Lyle quickly regained its lost speed. Two Dom Tropens now sped quickly at a black sniper-type Mobile Suit, while the other two new models quickly had to aim their weapons again at their friends. Staring at the sights of their machine guns, three Zeeks. A Gouf Custom and two F2 Zakus. Weapons drawn. And the most murderous of intents.
  7. 2 points
    “Crap it looks like Bravo’s made contact! Everyone advance! Let’s pincer them from our side!” Ryder was infuriated. He had hoped to get a couple of shots off without the enemy noticing, but Bravo Team had other plans. Keeping a distance between the three GM Quels, The Ensign made his mobile suit kneel while its head unit's goggles lowered. Lifting the sniper rifle up, Ryder noticed they were outnumbered. "One Gouf Custom, two Dom Tropens, five Zaku F2's, and..." He wasn't sure what exactly the other two were. They were Zaku's, but not ones he recognized. In fact, one of them managed to take out a GM Kai with its bazooka. "Well, you're done." He thought. BANG! One of the sniper bullets buried itself into the strange Zaku's right arm, blowing the bazooka out of it. Ryder reloaded the bolt action rifle quickly, sending another one straight into the waist of the machine. It toppled over, sending trees and other shrubbery on top of the outdated mobile suit. He noticed his fellow Ensign taking out a Zaku F2, and Dustin beginning a battle with one of the Dom Tropens. "Eat lead, you Zeon bastards!" Dustin yelled out as he fired upon the large mobile suit. Ryder aimed again, toward the Gouf Custom this time. He assumed it was the leader, hoping that destroying it would cause the others to shatter. Aiming for the cockpit, Ryder was about to fire when a Zaku F2 launched toward him. It must've lost its machine gun, since it only held a heathawk in its right hand, sending it into Ryder's shield. The connector snapped on its left arm, causing the shield to be stuck on the ax as Ryder flew backward. Pointing at the machine, Ryder fired the rest of the ammo deep into the Zaku's cockpit, causing it to erupt, destroying the top of the mobile suit completely above the waist. "That was way too close." Ryder said, preparing to join back into the main battle. He hoped the others were fine...
  8. 2 points
    hi! i'm rabbidy. i'm pretty keen on gundam so i'm super eager to get things rolling with you guys. i've been a forum roleplayer since 2009, so i hope my skills are up to snuff!
  9. 2 points
    Greetings ladies and gentlemen and welcome to the AEUG. Though we may come from many different backgrounds, we all follow the same course of ridding the Earth Sphere of oppression and tyranny. Please take this moment to introduce yourselves to your fellow pilots and crewmates. OOC: Please keep your posts in-character for this board using your AEUG character. Thanks!
  10. 2 points
    So, you're the AEUG's new leader? I hope you got what it takes to lead us. I'm Ryder, by the way. I used to be a Titans commander, but they didn't like me leaking out their secrets, so now I'm with you guys. I'd say you're lucky to have an ace sniper on your team. I'm pretty damn good at it, and I won't let the AEUG down.
  11. 2 points
    There's a Character Template in the Character Library. I'm still getting some more details up in the main RP thread. Work the character. I'm working on the character mod as we speak so RP posts will show up as the characters. Background of Zeta would suffice, but it is not a must. I think I covered most important events in the opening post.
  12. 1 point
    Ensign Winter sat hunched on the railing outside of his Quel. Quietly he tapped away at a bulky laptop which was wired up to his mobile suit. He sifted through the lines of numbers and data, a resigned sigh escaping his lips. He had gotten scrutinized over his choice of mobile suit. Lately everyone else had been transitioning to the Hizak, a mobile suit which reminded Gabriel too much of a Zeek unit. Ensign Winter on the other hand opted to maintain his use of the Quel. His decision proved to be both a burden and a blessing; a burden because of his peers criticizing him, and a blessing because the influx of spare parts for his unit from the other Quels. Despite his abundant source of supplies he was faced with having to maintain his unit increasingly on his own. A small price to pay in his mind, he enjoyed solitude. While the world seemed to move on its own, Gabriel remained glued on the past, his mind flowing back to his home, and worse to that damn Zeek who humiliated him in this very unit. He didn’t care that his peers got new units and fancy promotions, he didn’t care that he was merely tolerated; he just wanted to fight, to get revenge. Sighing once more from the headache the screen was giving him he finally shut the laptop down, satisfied with his work. He tucked the chords away and cleaned up his station before floating along down the catwalk. His eyes wandered from suit to suit and before long he spotted the only other elephant in the room, the GM sniper tucked on the other end of the hangar. His eyes glider along the paneling of the older suit and his attention was stolen when he heard his name, “Gabe!” The Titan turned around to regard his colleague Ryder. Gabriel snapped into a salute before responding, “yessir?” Ryder was one of the blokes who received a promotion, for what Gabriel couldn’t quite wrap his head around but he wasn’t one for military politics. “You’re still not taking a Hizak Lieutenant?” Gabriel asked quizzically as he floated towards his comrade. “We’re going to make quite the odd couple out there mate…” Gabriel murmured half heartedly.
  13. 1 point
    Edwin was right. Whatever they were doing, it was an obvious trap. Erland gripped onto the controls harder, thinking about their next plan of attack. No matter what, they needed to stick together, but they had to know where the enemy even was. Suddenly, an idea popped into his head. "I'll fly onto the roof of one of these buildings." The Branch Commander said. "It'll give us a better view of what we're dealing with. The Red Graze began to raise as Erland found a sturdy rooftop to land on. It's feet carefully pressed down on the building, as he looked out into the maze of passages. "Strange..." He thought to himself. Nothing seemed out of the ordinary, but something was askew. The mobile worker had vanished, but he had no clue where. At that moment, Erland heard machine gun fire. "Commander!" yelled Yohan. "He's going for your back." Erland maneuvered the mobile suit to the right as the Spinner Rodi slammed into the side of the lance. Both machines fell down onto one of the nearby buildings, demolishing it completely...
  14. 1 point
    A large waterfall was crashing down onto the rocks below, keeping a large pond filled. Ryder Sarka sat near this lake during his break from his duties at Jaburo. It had been a week since the skirmish with the Zeon Remnants, and things had changed since then. The Commander had received new orders from the higher-ups. The four were to leave for space once Dustin had healed. The Ensign knew little about the assignment, only that they would be apart of a larger division. He hoped that it was a special unit, but only time would tell. As for the Zeon survivors, no search parties ever found them. Ryder assumed they had made it to their destination. He hoped that his next mission would go differently. The Titan picked up a small stone, tossing it across the water. It began to sink as it hit it. "I was never good at skipping stones." Ryder thought to himself. Ryder had been doing a lot of thinking lately. The Titans were something completely different to him, and part of him wished that he'd never joined. He knew it had to be done though. Ryder needed closure for Len's death, and the only way to do that would be through the specialized Zeon killers. He got up and began walking back toward the base. It wouldn't be long before he'd be leaving and going back to space. That got Ryder excited. Not only would it be a change of scenery, since it'd been years since he'd gone back up, but it would be a new chapter in his life as a Titan. he wouldn't allow himself to lose again. This time, thing's would be difference. Ryder Sarka wouldn't allow anything but the best of his abilities in order to become a star in the Titans... FIN
  15. 1 point
    "Another Calamity War remnant..." He thought to himself. Erland understood the power of those machines. They weren't something to scoff at. Gjallarhorn was powerful, but the strength of even one of those mobile suits would be an issue. "We gotta get a hold of that weapon." Erland looked out to the moon, thinking about the Elion Family, along with Edwin's wife and their son. "I'd imagine this operation is a little more personal for you, considering your family ties." The Falk family had some relations with the Elion's, but nothing major. Erland had no interest in the mining facility, just the fact that this mission would give him something to do. Months of paperwork bored him, so being active in mobile suit combat again enticed him. "But I now understand why I'm here. I won't let you down." He said to the Bauduin Noble. "If you don't mind, could you take me to the mobile suit hangar? I'd like to see what our firepower is."
  16. 1 point
    The ruined Quel 02, already on its knees, fell to the floor in various pieces, letting go more black smoke, a result of the beam saber melting through the bodywork, and revealing absolutely nothing behind it anymore, as it was slowly set aflame again by the molten Gundarium alloy. A woman heard her enemy turn on the strange GM's PA system, and as his words were reproduced by the internal speakers of her Gouf Custom, she rolled her eyes. Cheap tricks and cowardice... We've got another one of those around here, huh? Just my luck… Down to business, a red circular flash appeared behind the black GM, and as Gabriel turned around, unaware of what awaited at the end of the turn, a green leg, clad in a silver boot, appeared out of the smoke to kick the battered shield off its hands, breaking the handle and leaving it still in the firm grasp of his hand. Honor… what are you, a child? The beam saber swinged forward, but the Gouf was already by his right side, ramming him with an unpainted grey shield and knocking him back a few steps. Taking a Dom's heat saber from a holster in its skirt, the Gouf immediately charged forward, and the Quel's pilot miraculously had the reflexes to block its attack with his beam saber. Now, both sabers clashed, firmly gripped by machines of nearly the same power, but very slowly closing in to the Quel, as the Gouf's pilot suddenly spoke, seemingly not above turning on the PA System herself. “You must think you're an oh-so-righteous knight, right? Come from the heavens to rain down his wrath upon evil... Pathetic… you're but a mere toy soldier!” Intent on helping their teammate, the GM Sniper and the commanding Quel, distinguished by the big white 01 painted on its right shoulder, ran towards the big cloud of smoke, risking being surprised by anything, and sure enough, Yuri and Levchenko now entered the cloud by the other side, not wanting to let Erin hog all three Titans for herself. As the latter found their way into the center of the cloud and discovered Quel 03 steadfastly holding its position against the advancing enemy Gouf, they prepared a bullpup and a beam saber respectively to gang up on the green machine, but were surprised by two monoeyes, which had briefly leapt out of the cloud with their boosters to drop right in front of them, maybe wanting to let the fight drag on longer. Her heat hawk shining red, Levchenko playfully laughed, kicking Quel 01’s right feet and having it land on its knee, then holding its hand with the left arm to keep the beam saber from coming back to cut her in half, and thrusting the hawk into its shoulder with the right arm. Had she taken a few more moments, the superior Quel would have regained the upper hand by force, but Sara acted quickly. Now, the Quel's right shoulder was being slowly melted away, the arm losing power and finding itself on even grounds with the Zaku's, as Lieutenant Sara Levchenko turned on her PA too. “That’s right! Shudder in fear!”. The Sniper II, bullpup in hand, could do something about it, but the strange Zaku II, gripping one of the latest Zeon machine guns, remained slyly silent and disappeared amongst the fog of war, and was certain to reappear at the worst time if something was not done about it. Albert looked like he could offer further resistance, too...
  17. 1 point
    Ryder announced "I've read up a lot on the GM Quel. It's a cutting edge GM. Much better than the GM Kai." Gabriel nodded his head in agreement as they gazed at the new units. He did his best to not put down the older sniper unit, after all he got all his kills in the trusty GM. In many ways Gabriel was as big of a GM fanboy as the next federation pilot. “Oh yeah mate I’m excited to see what this new Jim will do.” He led them to where both their units stood side by side. From the tiny catwalk he moved towards the cockpit and opened it up. The ensign marveled at the “new factory” smell from the cockpit. Despite himself a grin did form on his lips as he eased into the seat. “Oi! Yeah! I got a good feeling about Jimmy here! You sure you don’t wanna get one of these new boys Ryder?” He asked rhetorically. Perhaps in another life Gabriel would have been a mechanic for the GMs. His appreciation for the machine was genuine as he fawned over the controls. His features grew more solemn as his reality caught up to him. He looked up from the controls to call out to Ryder. “So how long have you been serving mate?” His tone more grounded suddenly.
  18. 1 point
    More so in the fact that so few people have actually watched it. The other series that came out around its time (G and Wing) are so much more popular. It's unfortunate, I think more people should give X a watch.
  19. 1 point
    "No way, old man! I'm piloting it!" Yelled out Amber is she opened the cockpit of her orange custom suit, the Dra-C Oct. "It's my suit, and I'm using it!" She looked at her father, who had seen better days. Years and years of hard work had made him weaker and more feeble. His age was also becoming an issue since he couldn't do much of the heavy lifting anymore. However, Neo Zeon needed all the help they could get. "They want you to pilot a Gaza-C, like the others." said her father, Kem. Amber looked around to see rows and rows of the mobile suit. "No." She said. "I've put so much effort into this." Inside though, she knew that it was a better MS, but her Dra-C was so special to her. She was just glad it got on the ship. Amber glazed back down to her father and saw how distraught he looked. She realized that the only times she wasn't her happy, goofy self was when she was with her father, who would frequently restrict her time and time again. What she didn't realize was that her father only did this to make sure she didn't get hurt. "I'm... I'm sorry, dad." she said as the cockpit closed. The orange suit started, causing cameras to blink into the interior. I knew that meant her purple and green lights for the monoeye were on. "Man, it took forever to get that to work." She thought. The legless mobile suit floated to the catapult, connecting at the bottom. "Amber Destara, Dra-C Oct, LAUNCHING!" Kem glanced one of the mechanics, Ginger. "I just want her to be safe." he said to her. Ginger smirked. "Oh, don't worry. She'll be fine!" She held on to the controls as the suit jetted through the depths of space. Amber loved the speed her mobile suit could create. Suddenly, she saw a gray machine flying toward their ship. "Is that a Gelgoog?" she said. She wasn't sure because it was so far away, but she was sure that a black Gaza was firing at another mobile suit. "Artemis!" She yelled out. "We're being attacked?!" Amber pointed her mega gatling gun directly at the other mobile suit. "It's a long shot, but I gotta try!" She shouted as she fired bullets at the unknown suit. OOC: (I'll have the Dra-C be damaged after the battle to that she can use the Gaza.
  20. 1 point
    Full name: Teo Rasmus Nygaard Faction: Nygaard Concern, Neo Zeon Rank: Son of Rasmus Nygaard, founder and owner of Nygaard Concern Mfg Co.; Neo Zeon Ensign Age: 21 Sex: Male Height: 5'9" Weight: 180 lbs. Eyes: Grey Hair: Light auburn bordering on orange, but a close shave around the sides and back of his head suggest his hair was originally a much darker brown. Skin: Fair, almost pale Handiness: Left-handed Personality Teo is a guarded individual, having grown up resenting the silver spoon put in his mouth from an early age. He dislikes being patronized for being of affluent blood, and would much rather prefer people talk to him as a regular man. He is, however due to his sheltered upbringing, quite naive, and believes things to be more black and white as opposed to shades of grey. Strengths and weaknesses Teo is a gifted engineer, having taken after his father, Rasmus Nygaard. He has an intimate understanding of machinery and electronics. However, he is physically quite frail, possessing a significant limp. His resentful personality also tends to get him into heated situations quite easily, landing him in trouble more often than not. Appearance Teo Nygaard is a fairly tall individual of Scandinavian blood, possessing pleasant features: soft grey eyes that mask a purposeful determination and trimmed auburn hair. He is often seen holding a small cane to aid his walk in gravity environments, though he tries his best to keep his back straight and walk tall. When not wearing a Neo Zeon uniform, Teo is dressed in comfortable, if not expensive civilian clothing. History Born on August 12, UC 0067, Teo Nygaard is the only son of Rasmus Nygaard, and one in a long line of heirs to the leadership of the Nygaard Concern, a heavy industries manufacturing company established at the dawn of the Universal Century to build components for Space Colonies. Eventually, the Nygaard Concern would be absorbed into Zeonic to produce mobile suits, though by 0080, Rasmus Nygaard would buy the Concern back from Anaheim Electronics. From then on, the Nygaard Concern would be synonymous with mobile suit customization, with several Earth Sphere aces attributing the high performance of their custom machines to the work of the Concern. Teo would be brought into a world of luxury; his every need and want fulfilled as he was attended to by a legion of servants, even as the world around him floundered. However, after being near endlessly mocked and ostracized by his peers for being 'the rich kid', Teo begun to resent his upbringing. Due to the status of his family, he would be largely untouched by the horrors of the One Year War, though as the frontlines shifted, the Nygaard family would find themselves moved from colony to colony, eventually taking residence in Axis at the end of the War. It would be here, in the rough-and-tumble refuge of the survivors of Zeon that Teo's resentment of his heritage grew and grew. When he was old enough to enlist, he would join the draft, looking to serve as a common soldier, but ironically, his position in high society, and his limp, would land him a spot in Neo Zeon's officer academy, where he would graduate as an Ensign. Not one to throw away an opportunity for business, his father, Rasmus, would position his son as an advisor to Neo Zeon's corps of engineers; effectively a salesman for the Nygaard Concern's products and services. This angered Teo, who would often shirk his duties in an attempt to get himself either demoted or discharged, but the near-constant meddling from his father as a beneficiary of the Army would keep him firmly in place as an Ensign. When the war against the Earth Federation had finally begun in UC 0088, Teo would quickly find a way to stick it to his father and the Nygaard Concern, this time as a mobile suit pilot, but once again, meddling from his father would have him playing right into the Concern's hands: instead of a standard issue mobile suit, Teo would be at the helm of one customized by the Concern as a show of force from the company. Still adamant in his desire to break free from his heritage, Teo would endeavor to never score a single kill in his mobile suit. Possessions A necklace made from a small pewter ring he was given by a close friend when they were children. Mobile Suits MS-14Jgbis Gelgoog [Stutzer]/Nygaard An MS-14Jg Gelgoog modified by the Nygaard Concern. Equipped with improved armor and an impressive array of thrusters, the Gelgoog [Stutzer]/Nygaard can go toe-to-toe with its modern contemporaries, like the Gaza-C despite its age. This unit was assigned to Teo to demonstrate the effectiveness of the Nygaard Concern's mobile suit modification services. Equipment 1x XMP-91 Beam Machine Gun (X-04 Copy) Designed after the X-04 Beam Machine Gun Prototype developed for the AGX-04 Gerbera Tetra, and earlier RX-78GP04 Gundam Gerbera, this Nygaard Concern copy functions much in the same manner as its Anaheim Electronics counterpart, though its power consumption is scaled down to allow the Gelgoog's older generator to operate it, thus its effectiveness at longer ranges is questionable. 1x Beam Naginata Splitter This iconic melee weapon has been modified by the Nygaard Concern to be capable of splitting into two separate beam sabers by way of a decoupling unit in the shaft and the replacement of the single battery with two at each end. 1x Grapple Wire Originally conceived as a component for mobile workers, the Nygaard Concern has seen fit to equip the Gelgoog [Stutzer]/Nygaard with a grapple wire, possessing many uses in both combat and noncombat applications. Kills None yet. Role plays Mobile Suit Gundam: Zeta Destiny Coliseum battles None yet.
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    i've pretty much run the gamut at this point chief. fantasy, sci-fi, slice-of-life.
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    Ryder watched as the Gaza-C struggled to move. It was too damaged to do so. "It's finally over..." a bleeding Ryder exclaimed. As he tried to push his own mobile suit forward, it also struggled to budge. Ryder got concerned since his helmet got cracked in the attack. No helmet meant no traveling in space. "Damnit! Move!" He yelled as he slammed his fists on the controls. Suddenly, the Nemo darted forward, smacking into the black machine. The two mobile suits connected as they headed back toward the colony. "No no no, stop!' he thought. The mangled mess of suits flew faster and faster to their doom. "GOTTA... PULL... BACK!" he said as tried to move the joysticks. Eventually, Ryder got ahold of it, pulling back. There were only a few meters between the suits and the colony. Hitting it would've been a disaster for every human involved. "That was way to close." He thought. "Time to end this." Ryder pointed his vulcan guns directly at the chest of the Gaza-C. SIMULATION OVER
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    Once Ryder regained control of the suit, he saw the Gaza-C charging toward him. "You don't deserve to live!" yelled out Ryder as he fired his last shot at the Neo Zeon suit. Not only was this poor excuse of a mobile suit was beating him, but he also failed to prevent the G-3 gas from being used. "I have to finish this somehow..." he thought. There was no time to reload, so the ex-Titan only had one option. He made his Nemo pull out one of its beam sabers, causing the pink blade to ignite. Ryder was no expert with close combat, but he had no choice. He launched directly toward the enemy, swinging upward at it. He intended to connect the two beams, but would he have enough time to do so?
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    "Two, three and four!" Yelped out Artemis as she smashed her controls to the left again, making her Gaza strafe left through the air, missing the three missiles fired from the flailing Nemo, "I hope you only have one more!" The Gaza spins through the turbulent skies, losing altitude as the atmosphere began to drag her down. Artemis began to bob her head side to side as she bit her lip. Her eyes scanning over her controls and console. She punches the shut off for the thrusters before making her Gaza pull out a beam saber with its free hand, igniting the pink blade in the same motion. The mobile suit fell towards the gaping hole. "You emptied the colony for me! Let me give you a tip!" Artemis yelled out as she hit her thrusters, sending her Gaza diving through the hole, charging at the flailing Nemo, beam saber swinging downwards at the other mobile suit.
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    Before the gas could start leaking out of the colony, a yellow beam flew through the air, or what was left of the air. Ryder barely managed to move his mobile suit's shield up, causing it to be hit and explode. The ensuing blast made Ryder lose control, making him spin toward the newly created hole. "This could be a losing battle." Ryder thought. With the loss of his shield, he might not be able to take too many more blasts from the enemy. As he eventually regained control of the Nemo, the AEUG pilot fire three more rockets at the enemy, trying to aim for the right arm of the Gaza-C. Suddenly, his mobile suit shook. "Oh..." He thought. The air was sucking out him and the gas now, which made him spin out into the abyss of space.
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    "DAMMIT!!!" Ryder screamed loudly. The canister was hit by the black mobile suit's weapon, creating an explosion that pushed the two machines back. As the explosion subsided, he noticed that G-3 gas started to fill the air. "Oh shit! What now?" Ryder thought. His failure to stop the gas would be the death of thousands if it reached the lower section of the colony. He had to think of something fast. "Wait." He said. Ryder changed his frequency to a nearby radio tower's. "Get the rest of these civilians out of here!" The only way the gas could be let out would be through a hole in the colony. Thankfully, most civilians would've evacuated by now, with the stragglers now being sent to a safe location. Plus, the Gaza-C seemed to be preoccupied, with one of the adhesive rounds hitting it. The former Titan once again changed the cartridges in the bazooka, now pointing it at the center of a park below him. "It's the only way." he thought. "It has to be done now!" Ryder fired a single shot directly at the grass.
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    "Reloading already huh?" Artemis mumbled out as the red circle danced around the rapidly encroaching enemy mobile suit, blinking as the lock beeped, "Catch!" The first of the adhesive rounds had just been fired as the G-3 canister tumbled out of the Gaza's hands towards the Nemo. Her Gaza beeps at her, confirming the lock. "Later!" She yips as she yanks on the trigger, firing her Knuckle Buster. Rather than hitting or even missing the Nemo, it strikes the thrown G-3 canister. An explosion unexpectedly blossomed between the two mobile suits as the gas rapidly fills the air between them, obscuring the space between them, "I mean left!" The girl throws herself to the left, sending her mobile suit into a corkscrew to the left. A thud makes her jolt. One of the rounds hit her Knuckle buster, binding her arm to the massive weapon so she couldn't drop it now even if she wanted to. Or transform into mobile armor mode to use her canons on her back. "Gross gross gross!" She screams as she looks at her Knuckle Buster before she becomes obscured by the gas.
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    I'll cut my losses at this point. I've tried to find a course of action that would allow Nick to fight on, but any movement his MS attempts will prompt Grim to kill him, which Nick is aware of, meaning he wouldn't do anything on purpose, even if I ordered him to. So the win goes to Roromi. Good game, mate. It's been fun.
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    Leon seemed impatient as his own Zaku launched out. "I hope this is over with quick." He tried to find his opponent among the many Mobile Suits, and saw Artemis' Zaku. "Huh, so it's a mirror match. That should be interesting. I doubt I can count on being subtle in a fight like this, so..." Leon's Zaku charged towards the enemy, while firing at it with its machine gun.
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    Around the same time, exactly by the other side of the debris field, an identical machine that sported subtle yellow accents entered the maze created by the mix of small meteoroids and the remains of a station that seemed to have undergone “violent disassembly”, as somebody once coined the term that Nick would use ever since for the accidental or deliberate destruction of a machine. It had been a few hours since an anonymous tip had reached Nicky's captain. Apparently, according to the source, the Neo Zeon had managed to capture a Nemo and one of their spies would use it to attempt an infiltration. The coordinates of this debris field were attached to the document, and while Jones had already occupied the entire Libot Team, it was too dangerous a threat to dismiss, so Nick would be sent shortly after, with orders of investigating the tip and ambushing the spy if there were any. “Easy… easy… don’t want any scratches on the new paint...” - As Nick nervously navigated around supply boxes and loose manipulator claws, he tried to keep calm by constantly talking to himself. The next thing he did was glance at the status panels, to check his Suit for any damage. - (I've been glancing at this thing ever since take off. It's not like-) Shit! Shit, shit, shit! And effectively, drawing his attention away from the full-view screen, for once would have consequences: flying dangerously fast, dangerously close to his Nemo's main camera, what seemed to be a steel beam would be dodged by Nick, narrowly avoiding the loss of the whole head, but at the expense of his antenna being violently separated from the Suit, its base apparently incorrectly screwed. And inmediately, before he had any time to digest what had just happened, he would see a Nemo, looking in the opposite direction and stepping over a metallic platform, just like the data said. In the verge of panicking, Nick would inmediately take cover behind one of the asteroids to avoid being detected by the mobile suit. Ten or twenty seconds after that, his Nemo's visor would surface again, only to find out that the alleged spy had not reacted at all. He was still free to act, however… “A fucking normal mission in a suit to 100% capability. Escorts. Maybe a long-range beamer. They all are apparently too fucking much to ask of fate...” - Nick would retract his helmet's visor to wipe his forehead dry of sweat, before lowering it again and preparing his next step by nervously navigating the command UI of his suit, which would spring into a firing position, taking his beam rifle with both hands, then aiming at the target's vernier backpack, concealed from the lower torso downwards by the asteroids. - (Now that my antenna's gone, i need to change my course of action… i can't transmit to his position anymore. Flying to his back in a whim can be the way to get him to surrender as much as it can be fucking suicide… I'm not taking any chances, but that means i can't confirm his identity. Maybe rid him of that beam rifle…) Moving the target reticule from the backpack to the Nemo's beam rifle, Nick nodded with satisfaction. - (Yeah, that has to be the ticket. I blow his beamer up, show up, and if he doesn't surrender, all I need to do is to keep my distance from the saber…) The pilot of a Nemo without a way to transmit or receive signals aims down the sights of its rifle, ready to attack somebody he will never know is actually on his side, inadvertently falling into the plans of a clever enemy strategist… “This is the only way...” … and then, it fires, causing a purple bolt of energy to rapidly start closing the distance between a beam rifle's barrel, and another's receiver.
  31. 1 point
    Ok, so, if any and all giant robots are fair game, then I feel compelled to mention Super Sentai.
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    Edits should work now.
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    Hey there! New to Advent Destiny and old-timers alike, pop in here and say a few words about yourself so that the rest of us can get to know you! I'll start the ball rolling. Valiant, founder of the SEED RPG and Advent Destiny. I\'m a big fan of Gundam and to an extent, the mecha genre. My obsession with Gundam and writing spurred me to start a Gundam role-playing forum. Writing in my first love, but *photography* is my passion. I have many favourites when it comes to Gundam, so it is hard for me to pick. Rather, I'll give a brief detail of Gundam journey. When I was young, I would pick up my dad's model magazines with pictures of Gundams. That intrigued me. However, my eyes were still veiled. Even my encounters of gunpla sets in the shopping malls did not result in an obsession, largely because I was too young to grasp the concept of building figurines. Why go through the trouble when you can just buy ready made toys? My early experience of the mecha genre revolved around BattleTech, Patlabor and the super robot sub-genre. My first taste of Gundam came in the form of Gundam Wing. It was shown on TV back at a time before anime became a huge thing outside of Japan. I was hooked. I bought posters, cards, and created a Gundam Wing web shrine through coding raw HTML in Notepad. As it were for teenagers, that flicker was extinguished when I got into gaming and Star Wars. Gundam SEED was released before I entered university. With a lot of spare time and little to do, I gobbled up the series and wanted more. I plunged into research on the genre. And I've been immersed in Gundam since. I also founded MechaBay, our sister site, that is dedicated to providing a high quality mecha database. I'm still a sysop on the Gundam Wiki but that encyclopaedia is in such a mess that it is almost impossible to clean up. MechaBay is sort of a reset to build a proper mecha database from a clean slate. A crowdsourced database like the Gundam Wiki has the advantage of sheer volume of content, but I believe that we can build up MechaBay a step at a time and come away with a polished site that is free of distracting advertisements. If you are keen to help, drop me a private message. And with that, I look forward to meeting and getting to know our members new and old.
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    Oh man! That's a tough one. I'd either be the Wing Gundam (EW version) or the Sword Impulse Gundam. I like the Wing Gundam because of how clean and elegant it looks. It's not too over the top, like the Wing Zero EW, but it's not too basic, like the regular Wing Gundam. For the Sword Impulse, I love the colors, the design, and the weapons it has. (Plus, it has a really cool pose!) I don't think I can close between the two!
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    Again the lighting flickered before Grim could feel the proverbial thunder, but this time he faired better. As the sniper shot rang out towards him he managed to get behind another piece of metal however it wasn’t quite enough. The shot pierced the decayed hull and hit him just below the shield on the left, digging through the top portion of the mobile suit’s leg. A large mass of metal blasted off, yet miraculously the limb remained attached. The warning on his screens told him the leg wouldn’t be much more useful however. “Good thing I’m in space.” Grim gasped in relief. Taking a cue from his opponent he pulled out the targeted module for his cannon and gave a more deliberate shot at the incoming fire through the cover he hid behind; the pink blast shearing through the metal to his invisible target. Grim kept his sporadic movement upwards after the return shot to try and get closer still. As he moved he tested out the new restraints with the dead leg not offering any more thrusters. “Damn sniper!” Grim Growled.
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    I agree too. Listing plot relevant items would be more practical I think.
  37. 1 point
    Been chatting on discord a bit about this. I think everyone wants to get this one rolling though!
  38. 1 point
    The more I think about it the more I like the post destiny idea. My biggest concern is filling in the tech gap. Btw great to see you again HHLkill3r!
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    I might be interested in joining. Depends on the setting and what not. My UC knowledge isn’t as great as CE but I might be able to work a character into something.
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    I like the UC as a timeline the most because of how fleshed out it is and how you can follow one thing to another through the different series. None of them are my favorite series but I'd happily watch anything from UC over Wing.
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    Yes, I would definitely love to have a gunpla section if we have enough topics on it. For now, please use the Gundam forum and tag with gunpla so it'll be easier to move them to the new boards in the future. I have a PG Zaku and Unicorn I've yet to unbox, not to mention a few other MG ones. They are all stored somewhere at home. I used to have a display case for the built ones but even those have been packed up because I've lived abroad for several years. I would love to bring them over there's the issue of being taxed if they are in the boxes, not sure if I would still get taxed if they weren't.
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    I still feel like post-DESTINY gives us the most major freedom to innovate as we like. Major characters can step down or fade. We won't be constrained by a need to keep major events in mind. It also helps that we can explain the lack of technological innovation by a lack of need until another major war or even cost of resources. Just my two cents.
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    I mean you’re in China Val, you can be smuggled anywhere really 😄
  45. 1 point
    Canadian from Alberta but in Quebec. Smuggled Janus into the country!
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    Welcome Acidic! I love to write too. I'm too trash to even put my selfie anywhere. 😢
  47. 1 point
    What a story! With the rise and fall of many great sites, it is rather encouraging to see independent sites like this making an attempt to stay true to their identity and preserving the content.
  48. 1 point
    Still in Arizona lol never did leave the state but love it here none the less!
  49. 1 point
    I hear that. This was before I posted like... anything. Even before I changed Kino's surname, before I posted... anything. Just character profiles haha
  50. 1 point
    Not used to seeing @Kino as a "New Member"
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