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Mecha RPG - Recollection of a Solar War (Story Thread)
Gappy:
Just a bit after Purvis' post.
"Ooh, shiny red lights~" Trent said excitedly as red indicator lamps lit up all across the status display. "....what's...a chief shin-sore...arse-ray...?" Trent asked "...And Raid-air?" He mused. "....are these things edible? The pink hippo wants to know."
"Oh, some of these thingies have been losts, yep..." Suwako noted, shrugging. "...I wonder what they were fors....?"
"Oh, if it's lost then no point in bothering about them." Trent said, as the Noble White's bumped off a particularly huge rock on its sliding voyage across the palace grounds. It flew up high into a sommersault, its thrusters flaring. "I think we lost a lot of them red buffalo too. Their lambada was giving me a headache. Though...Kero-chan thinks those were warning signs..."
"Maybe...." Suwako nodded as more and more red indicator lamps lit up. "...I've never seen these lights light up befores. It's nice to see they works, yep. Kinda pretty~"
"Kero-chan says that, when in doubt, use the manual to solve the problem." Trent said.
"Here." Suwako passed him a heavy ring binder.
"Thank you." Trent took the ring binder and banged the console with it, smashing something, causing the red warning lights to die out. "....problem solved." He shrugged, tossing the manual over his shoulder. "Don't eat that, hippo. It'll give you gas."
"Kero-chan says, 'the lights are dead, problem solved.'" Trent said as they sommersaulted in midair before beginning their decent towards the meeting room once more. "The soddin' pessimist, our pink hippo, thinks it's because we lost more stuff. I told him to sod off. We have no need for shin-sore arse-rays or raid-airs. Probably a waste of space to begin with."
The Noble White crashed through the meeting room once more. As they rolled through, Trent pushed a random button on his control stick, causing a pile driver to blast aside some coils around one hand. Having freed it, he grasped the dud missile lying on the floor by the now unconscious marine commander as they rolled past.
Tenshi shouted something as she saw them roll past, something about them being utter morons, but nobody heard her, so no harm done.
"They seem to like burning through stuffs, yep." Suwako said, nodding at their assailant eel.
"Oh, let me oblige them." Trent shoved the missile's warhead in the path of Eel Force's jaw laser just as they entered the other side of the palace grounds. "Eat some of this~"
"THAT INSA-...." Shizuha never got to finish whatever she was trying to call Trent, as at that moment a Martian Foundaries Corporation Mk-II Stalwart Missile warhead exploded in their faces.
"Whoops, you just swallowed your lazah..." Trent observed as the Noble White was spared most of the explosive force, shrapnel and debris by virtue of the Eel Force coiled protectively around it.
"You! In the unidentified Frames! Disengage your Frames and step out quietly or we WILL open fire!" A voice barked over the intercom. "We repeat..."
"I heard you the first time." Trent said, noticing a large group of MFC marine solar-frames land all around them, assault rifles trained on their heads. "You're telling me to get out there? The outside is swarming with those yellow pirate rats trying to steal my broccoli!" He took the nearest one, the one behind him, by surprise by shoving the pile bunker in its privates. "Whoo~! Talk about nutcrackers!" Trent hooted, to Suwako's cheers. With a squeeze of the trigger, he blew the lower limb stabilizers out of the frame, causing it to fall with a thundering thud onto the ground. With a quick, deft spin, he rammed the other arm's pile driver into its head, blasting it clean off.
"Yays! How did you knows he was theres?" Suwako asked, cheering as she looked around and watched the beheaded frame fall as the ejection pod blasted high up into the sky.
"The yellow pirate rats outside were moving funny." Trent said. "And those green ninja kittens came back and started fighting over the bananas."
"I see." Suwako nodded, sagely. "Hmmm, I wish I could see them...are they shy too?"
"Probably. They've never asked me if they could take my broccoli. I would share if they asked nicely, you know." Trent shrugged.
"How rude, interrupting like this..." Shizuha muttered, irritated at the interruption. "...Suwako, looks like we'll have to play another time." She gave her a triumphant smirk. "Let's leave this as a tie for today. The sake'll be on me."
"I'll bring the snacks and tea then." Suwako nodded with a bright grin.
"H-how dare you?!" The other frames leveled their assault rifles on them. "O-open Fi-..."
"Shizuha! Blade fins!" Suwako shouted, taking hold of her mana-core control orbs.
"Gotcha! Kisume! Rumia!" Shizuha took hold of her own mana-core control orbs as both Nachtmares roared to life.
Plasma beams erupted from the Eel Force's fins as the Noble White took hold of its tail and swung it around in a wide arc, their blade fins leaving a trail of plasma in the air, slashing the MFC frames right above the cockpit pods, slicing their roofs clean off.
"N-no way!" A surviving solar frame took a step back as it raised its rifle at the Eel...only to stare into the Eel's jaws before it clamped over its torso with all the force of an industrial steel vice. "A-agh!" He tried to fire at the Eel Force but its solid rounds simply bounced harmlessly off its superior armour. "Wh-what?!" The pilot gasped in disbelief.
"What time is it?!" Kisume asked her crew.
"HAMMER TIME!" Rumia and Shizuha chorused.
"I like hammer time!" Trent nodded, as he raised the Eel force with its captured prey like a lasso and threw the solar frame at its two remaining comrades.
"Dessert!" Rumia fired off her Fweem Beam at the solar frames while they were still in mid-collision, blowing off the flying frame's thruster unit....
...sending all three flying off into a nearby storage warehouse filled with fireworks...
WHOOOMPH~
"Oooh, danmaku!" Rumia and Suwako cried excitedly, flapping their arms cheering as the sky was lit up with a violent display of dancing colourful lights.
"It's not over yet! There are more red elephants approaching, and they're after our cheese!" Trent shouted, nodding over at the approaching MFC solar frame squadrons coming down from the GranShario above.
"Did the yellow rats tell you they were coming?" Suwako asked.
"No...." Trent smirked. "My cheese was tingling..."
Hello Purvis:
During and just after MTG's prior post
"So how're we doing, Red?" says Kisume, as she directs Eel Force to change.
Numerous hydraulics sound as the mecha shifts and expands, as though hatching from a cocoon. Eel Force's exterior spreads into wings designed for tighter atmospheric control, while the interior takes the form of a somewhat smaller than average frame. "Faerie Force~" says Rumia.
"Well," says Shizuha, "The laser is mostly trashed. I might be able to work it to get something out of it, but I wouldn't recommend depending on it at all. Short of the Fweem Beem, I expect we'll be keeping close range for now."
"What about all of those outsider frames?" asks Kisume.
"It's an invasion~" sings Rumia, "Bet there was a set-up~"
Kisume nods. "Yeah, I can't image how they found us. Ugh, what a pain."
"I think I've got readings on where the bulk of them are," says Shizuha. "I'm not certain we we can really do a lot about them as we are. And if Suwako's unit is blind now..."
"We're not the only ones here, are we?" says Kisume, as she guides Faerie force outside. "We'll just have to hold them off til everybody else is ready. And if Suwako wants to charge in, I expect we better back her up. For now, though, let's pick off a couple. You ready, Golden Silver?"
"Sure okay," says Rumia, as Faerie Force begins to shift again, the prior wings fanning out to become more like the points of a leaf, fusing with the main body as the latter becomes less humanoid and distinct. "It's Maple Force~"
Kisume guides the slower, bulkier Maple Force toward the best cover that she can find, while Rumia turns the her attention toward picking off Solar Frames with the Fweem Beem. In the meantime, Shizuha takes another stab at contacting Noble White, "Suwako dear? What are you up to now? It's really rather important that we know so we don't get in each other's way. And here, let me patch you through some of our scans, since you're a little blind now."
ES-Anthy:
Neo Flying Iron Fortress MazinGetter! Episode 2 [Anthony's Great Resolve!]
Just after MTG's and Purvis's prior posts
"You Bastards! You shall feel the wrath of Justice!!!" Yelled Anthony, enraged from the truth he found out, flew out in front of the remains of the MFC Marine frames and faced them "All of you, Send a message to your commander! Tell him that I'm through with his lies, the evil he has created shall be defeated by the all mightly power of Justice!" bellowed out Anthony as he raised both arms of the Proto-MazinGetter-Z, and struck an all to familiar pose of the original Mazinger Z, the plates on the chest of the mecha started to glow, and emanate heat, the console started to flash and alarms started going off, the temperature of the chest plates were going much farther than expected, the temperature wasn't even recordable due to melting the sensor, then a seperate monitor started to flash with a message scrolling past it
--- Quote ---!WARNING! BR-Z THERMAL CHEST LASER 100% CHARGED. LIMITERS HAVE BEEN RELEASED !WARNING!
--- End quote ---
"Now! BREASTO FIRE!!!" Cried out Anthony as he hit the fire switch, launching a mecha sized laser, and started to turn, causing the laser to hit several of the enemy mecha, melting them within a few seconds of contact, causing at least 6 of the MFC mecha to be melted into a small puddle, after a good 50 seconds, the laser cut out, and the plates of the laser on Proto-mazingetter's chest fell of, reveling parts of the chest to be melted as well, a new message appeared
--- Quote ---DAMAGE TO CHEST AREA-OVERHEATING
BR-Z THERMAL LASER DESTROYED-OVERCLOCKING
COOLANT SYSTEM SHUT DOWN-OVERCLOCKING
SENSOR SYSTEM 68% OPERATIONAL-OVERHEATING
LIMB MOVEMENT 82% OPERATIONAL-OVERHEATING
EVERYTHING ELSE 100% OPERATIONAL
--- End quote ---
"Good work Proto-MazinGetter, but it isn't time to give up yet!" Boasted Anthony as he took the controls and pulled out the Tomahawk again "Since we still need to defeat this evil!"
With those words, the Proto-MazinGetter flew upclose to the MFC Mecha, tomahawk in hand, going back and forth, slashing at the Martian Mecha, cleaving off mechanical limbs and causing the pilots to eject, but the Proto-MazinGetter wasn't without taking damage, getting shot by multiple assault rifles, and over clocking the system's equipment "computer Status report!" grunted Anthony as he was hit again by assault rifle fire
--- Quote ---COOLANT SYSTEM DEACTIVATED-OVERHEATING
BR-Z THERMAL CHEST LASER DESTROYED-OVERHEATING & OVERCLOCKING
COMMUNICATIONS SYSTEM-PA SYSTEM 82%-ALL OTHER COMMUNICATIONS SYSTEM DESTROIED
RAW TYPE-1 BOOSTER UNIT 42% OPERATIONAL-ENEMY FIRE & OVERCLOCKING
Z-001 TACTICAL FIST MISSLE 67% OPERATONAL-OVERCLOCKING
LEFT ARM 32% OPERATIONAL-ENEMY FIRE
LEFT LEG & RIGHT LEG 52% & 54% OPERATIONAL-ENEMY FIRE
SENSOR SYSTEM 53% OPERATIONAL-OVERHEATING & ENEMY FIRE
POWER LEVEL-24% REMAINING
OVERALL LIMB CONDITION AND MOVEMENT 51% OPERATIONAL-ENEMY FIRE & OVERCLOCKING
OVERALL CONDITION OF PROTOTYPE DRAGON MK-1 32%-OVERCLOCKING, OVERHEATING, ENEMY FIRE
!WARNING! !EJECT NOW! !WARNING! ESTIMATION OF SURVIVAL-LESS THAN 5% !WARNING! !EJECT NOW! !WARNING!
--- End quote ---
Then a smash of glass sounded out, it was Anthony's fist through the monitor showing the percents "Never tell me to back down! I shall go on even if it kills me! I shall defeat all of the injustice that was once my comrades!" yelled out Anthony, as he gripped the controls of the Proto-MazinGetter tighter, and moved it again, continuing to fight aginst the remaining MFC Mecha
Hello Purvis:
Just after Anthony Times Up there.
"Oh my," says Shizuha, while waiting for Suwako to reply, "By the size of those explosions near the
back, someone just brought the ruckus. It would be nice if they actually tried to work with everyone."
With that, Shizuha hails Proto-Mazingetter-Z, "Hello there! This is Red, with Bucket Force. If it isn't too much of a problem, would you mind coordinating with us if you want to fight those Solar Frames? We'd be happy to offer some cover. It would be a shame if it got blown up, don't you think? Over~"
trancehime:
DATA RECOLLECT
Locale Target: Within Avalon Colony
Time Scale: Undetermined
"Do you remember?" spoke a soft, wistful voice. One could note that it came from a woman with three pairs of wings, and she seemed... positively angelic, though she exuded an aura of ephemerality, it was ignored within this motley crew.
"Remember what?" Rem asked curiously as he and his three "buddies," so to speak, where on a quick jaunt along the corridor.
"Our purpose for being here," vibrated a strange, glowing, clay disk or... something. "We're here to collect... information, weren't we?"
"Yeah, that's right, Kikuri," Rem mentioned idly as he yawned. "I don't like the idea of co-operating with any of these guys, but we have no choice if we are to go ahead with TITANIA."
"I suppose you're right, but... Sariel..." Kikuri sounded softly as she shook in place. "I worry about her sometimes... And Little Miss... Mister... I don't know, that Shingyoku! Even for something like me, I get confused with Shingyoku's antics!"
"Well, you know what they say," Rem interjected. "We need a little bit of chaos in our orderly 'society,' right?"
Shingyoku, masquerading as a priest in blue and white, merely nodded. He reminded everyone of the current situation as they made on their way forward. "We were promised a hefty amount of information that would allow us to continue our TITANIA project," he stated. "With the attack on the Avalon Colony imminent, perhaps even taking place now, our status in this regard is in great jeopardy." Shingyoku adjusted his hat a little. "We must quickly take action and inject ourselves in the thrust of battle in order to take the lion's share of things. If we receive outside assistance, so be it. I understand how much you distrust other people, but please... Don't toss aside free help. Other contingents are here on business as far as I know, and there are other Knights present."
Sariel sighed. "What are your interests in the TITANIA project, anyway? This was originally between Rem and myself only?" she inquired. Shingyoku sighed wistfully.
"We can talk about THAT later. We have a crisis to avert, first!"
Suddenly, Rem and the others quickened their pace and rushed off.
DATA RECOLLECT
Locale Target: ???
Time Scale: Undetermined
"..." Rem was silent as he stared at the mech in front of him.
"Well?" Kikuri said. "I kinda... fiddled with your original mech while you were asleep."
"How the hell did you make something like this so... fast?" Rem sighed in amazement.
"I got skillz," Kikuri said. Rem swore he saw the inscription of an eye on Kikuri's face shift in a winking motion, but he was probably too aghast to make sense of anything right now. "This is yours! Well, ours. Sariel reluctantly told me the specifics and I set off to do it."
"You don't have any...?"
"That's for story-time, my friend."
"Yeah, anyway," Shingyoku interrupted, once again propping his tall hat. "This is the EFX-F Ophelia. I believe you will find it superior to your old NTR Pixie. Kikuri was responsible for the modifications of the Pixie's frame, and I was the one who provided the blueprints and tools. I also taught Kikuri to use her psychic abilities for maintenance. No, don't look at me like that! Of course it wasn't overnight! Why else did you think we looked so tired all those weeks ago!" By this time, Shingyoku had shifted into his priestess persona, a girl in red and white raiments.
Shingyoku continued on, clearly sounding more chirpy and less serious. "So, let's go get in already! Show 'em what you got! You too, Sariel."
Rem smiled for the first time in years.
DATA RECOLLECT
Locale Target: Avalon Colony Airspace
Time: Undetermined (Sometime during MtG's posts, after the Eel Force and the Noble White have engaged)
Rem sighed as he surveyed the situation. The cockpit seemed small, but was actually big enough to fit Sariel and Shingyoku above Rem's seat, to his upper left and right, respectively. "Those are strange," Rem noticed as it seemed that there was a small fight between two "unidentified" mechs that had resolved, it appeared to be a misunderstanding between the two. "Mmm, Shingyoku," Rem mentioned idly. "Y'think you could relay to me an identification on those mechs?" Shingyoku squealed in affirmative and after a quick button press, smiled.
"One of them is the Noble White!"
"...Are you fucking kidding me?"
"I'm not trying to joke! It is that Noble White, the Construction Nachtmare I've been hearing from some of my friends!"
"Well, let's do our best not to harry their attention... What about the bucket thing?"
"No time for that, we're under fire from Solar Frames!" Sariel mentioned with a sense of urgency as Rem quickly maneuvered the Ophelia to evade the incoming fire.
"Bastards. They must have thought we were enemies because the Ophelia looks nothing like the NTR Pixie they thought was harmless," Rem snarled. "We shall engage them, then. Give it to them. I may not have my wingmen anymore, but I have you guys, right?"
Sariel and Shingyoku replied affirmatively and the Ophelia readied itself for combat. The Ophelia here was in its initial vanilla stages, so it was unknown to Rem that Shingyoku and Kikuri had already installed the Stealth Ravager, but it became clear once Shingyoku adjusted some levers and flipped some switches. The Ophelia was definitely outnumbered, with its single frame against some four Solar Frames trying to gun it down. Quickly, the Ophelia shifted into invisibility, turning Rem's cockpit view into something like a virtual green and black gridwire frame.
"Hmm? What happened?" Rem asked.
"Phase Shifting Invisibility System!" Shingyoku said. "The Stealth Ravager!"
"...Are you saying we're invisible? And have phase shifting armor?"
"...Pretty much!"
"That's amazing. I never knew you had it in ye."
"Don't underestimate us like you would a normal person, ya snitch!" Shingyoku accused playfully. Rem smirked.
"Then, let's play! Roll out the Sturmfraulein!"
The Ophelia released two laser-vulcans from its arms, still invisible, and started to shift in and out of the normal plane, barraging potential enemy Solar Frames with fire. However, none of them were actually destroyed - they just became inoperable beyond all belief.
"I'm positively amazed..." Rem mentioned amidst all this. "And it's very hard to please me, you know that. I'm veritably surprised."
"...Who knows," Sariel whispered to herself. "Maybe we'll help to break that impregnable fortress around your heart..."
"Hmm, Sariel?"
"...It's nothing."