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Mecha RPG - Recollection of a Solar War (Story Thread)
Gappy:
Inside the Noble White's Cockpit, Borroughsbury Palace, Avalon Haven, 6.02 PM, Day 1
"We're going down to Avalon's core and that's final!" Yukari declared.
"But I wants to save the peoples!" Suwako countered.
"I want a green burger with a spinach armada!" Trent declared. He was swiftly ignored.
"I am NOT sitting in the same cockpit as her!" Tenshi shrieked, pointing at Yukari. "Never! EVER!"
"I'm not sitting in the same cockpit as those green kittens and their man-eating toilet seats!" Trent declared...and was again, promptly ignored.
"Then leave." Yukari said to Tenshi, pointedly. "We have no need for you."
"In fact, we dos." Suwako said.
"We don't have the CPU anymore, though we managed to get the basic systems back online using the mana conduits." Tenshi pointed out. "Suwako's barely managed to compute all the split-second corrections and adjustments so far to keep the Noble White moving on visuals alone...but with the CPU gone, we're going to have to chip in."
"In short, you're saying you're a necessity?" Yukari summarized.
"More necessary than you, you piece of old bag bit of luggage." Tenshi smirked.
"Better old bag than helpless rejected love child of a Takamagahara pawn..." Yukari smirked.
"...Can you two get out of those seats?" Trent asked as Tenshi lunged out of her seat over Trent to strangle Yukari, only to have Yukari gut her with her umbrella. "You see, it belongs to the pink hippo and Kero-chan. They need their personal space. The pink hippo has gas."
"What Hippo and Kero-chan?" Tenshi and Yukari asked, amidst strangling each other over a bent-over Trent.
Trent pointed over at his towel and the empty space that the pink hippo apparently occupied.
"...." Tenshi and Yukari looked at one another, sharing a worried look. Invisible pink hippos were, at best, a little disturbing....
"Hey, this towel...aren't you that towel guy?" Tenshi asked.
"I thought the odor was....familiar..." Yukari hid the act of crinkling her nose with her fan.
"It smells like raining anchovies on a cold, wet summer day in December." Trent said. "...what? I'm talking about Europa."
"It stinks!" Tenshi shouted. "...worse of all, you're the enemy!" She pointed an accusing finger at him. "....I knew it! Yukari hired you, didn't she?! You never wanted a peace treaty or an alliance! You wanted us all dead!"
"Ummm...." Suwako began. "...I hired hims..." She volunteered.
"On Yukari's behalf?!" Tenshi gasped. "Suwako! I trusted you! After all this time..."
"N-no...I...." Suwako gasped, looking utterly hurt.
"Oy." Trent looked up at Tenshi. "Taking over the dainty little tea party and the sea monkeys was a contract between the martians and the pink hippo and I. The kid hired me, Shirayuki-chan and Kero-chan after. There will be cake."
"....you hired a towel...?" Yukari asked, doing her best to stay as far away as possible from the towel in question.
"She speaks!" Suwako declared, earnestly, much to Tenshi and Yukari's horror.
"She also makes good pina collada." Trent added. "With enchilladas on a platter."
"She's a little shy, so I haven't heard her speak just yet..." Suwako said. Tenshi and Yukari relaxed perceptibly. "...but I hope to be able to hear her speak one day!" Tenshi and Yukari exchanged horrified looks of concern.
"The point is, you hired a terrorist!" Tenshi pointed out. "...who speaks to invisible purple rhinos..."
"Pink Hippo!" Trent and Suwako corrected together.
"....whatever....and you're going to trust him to be your knight?!" Tenshi demanded.
"I hired him!" Suwako shouted.
"And mercenaries never doublecross contracts. It's bad for business. The yellow pirate rats will eat your broccoli." Trent said. "And everyone knows them rats can't dance the lambada."
"....and what're you paying him? You don't have any money, you're just a construction Nacht pilot." Tenshi hissed to Suwako quietly.
"She's going to give me a life." Trent shrugged. "Never seen one those before so I thought, why not? I only hope it doesn't give me gas. You don't want to see me with gas, nope."
"....a life...?" Tenshi and Yukari blinked. "What?"
"Yes, I'm going to gives him his lifes backs, yeps." Suwako grinned.
"But....you've always managed to pilot this Nacht by yourself..." Tenshi pointed out. "Why would you need somone like....like him?"
"Cause I'm cute, grizzly, fuzzy and cuddleable?" Trent asked. "And I have lots of cheese to wear as hats."
"Because Shirayuki-chan needs a Knights...and she chose hims, yeps. I knew it the moment I met him. I'm Shirayuki-chan's linker, after alls!" Suwako said, with a confident smile.
"Ah, dear Shirayuki-chan is all grown up now!" Trent hugged his pilot seat. "All the ceylon tea mixed in with toothpaste I fed her has allowed her to grow up nice and healthy!"
"You can't seriously be saying your nacht is alive....let alone that it chose a man who talks to his towel like a lover as its Knight!"
"I also talk to trees, flowers and toilets! I teach them history and the art of vegetable carving!" Trent pointed out.
"But Shirayuki has moved by itself to save him!" Suwako pointed out. "Twice!"
"....you mean like just now...?" Tenshi gave this some thought. "Well...there might be errant mana conduits damaged in the ECM attack or something. I'll give it a complete overhaul when we..."
"Shirayuki-chan chose Trent!" Suwako was obstinate.
"Shirayuki-chan chose quality and CHEESE! CHEESE CAKE" Trent pointed out.
"...that aside..." Yukari said, a little more seriously. "It matters not who the pilot is, as long as he pilots this thing down to the core."
"No! We're saving the people!" Suwako argued.
"Yeah! Those people need a shave, bad! Especially their armpits!" Trent backed up Suwako. "That, and some deodorant!"
"Listen closely, dear." Yukari gave a small smile. "Imagine a supernova big enough to engulf half the solar system. Pictured it? Yes, devastating, isn't it? The Martians have already reached the core and are tampering with it as we speak. They can't figure out how to move it, but worst of all, their presence and actions is causing the core to approach critical. If it does go critical, forget saving the people on this ship, Mars will go supernova."
"...." Suwako fell silent at this.
"Mars will do the lambada?" Trent blinked at the idea. "....Will Jupiter, Saturn and Earth join in and form a Mambo line? Cause I've always wondered what would happen to that ring if Saturn shook its hips...."
"Aside from that, if the Martians somehow get the core moving, it'd be our loss. It'd be the end of all the Havens." Yukari pointed out. "So we must retrieve it, stabilize it, and secure it."
"...for the people of Avalon...right...?" Suwako asked, her eyes narrowing on Yukari.
"....for the people of Avalon, yes..." Yukari said, nodding, without hesitation.
"For the people who needs shaving." Trent nodded, sagely. "I will show them my skill with a razor, whipped cream and salad dressing."
"...fine." Suwako sighed, resignedly.
"We aren't SERIOUSLY following that old bag?!" Tenshi gasped.
"No. We're following all the hairy people so we can shave them." Trent pointed out. "The fluffy blue rabbits will point the way. That, and I need to have them wear blue hamburgers on their heads as chapeau."
"Yukari's often rights about these things. I don't doubts hers, nopes." Suwako said, as Tenshi leapt on Yukari again, again crushing Trent down under her weight. "Oh, incoming transmission on our emergency radio." Suwako said.
"LISTEN TO ME PEOPLE!" A voice roared through it, causing Suwako to wince as she pulled the radio away from her ears. It was so loud everyone in the cockpit could hear it.
"Hey! Don't forget the red buffalos! They're everywhere!" Trent added.
"The Evil of this Universe is ever changing, And it's Presence is approaching, it is that we know as the MFC!" The voice began.
"KFC?" Trent asked. "I like KFC....it's evil?!"
"With the Miracles that are our power..." The voice said.
"My-Ache-culls..." Trent nodded in understanding. "This man speaks of the high arts of tomato food poisoning..."
"And the Light that is our souls!" The voice continued.
"...." Trent looked a his feet, waggling his toes a little curiously. "I always thought it was the little civilization of trombone-blowing giraffes. I hear them everyday. So it's really just light?"
"we go through the storms that is our fighting, and within the thunder that are our victories!"
"....this is a weather report...?" Trent asked, blinking. "I thought it was going to rain socks."
"With our justice we change, and become Gods! With our Fists we slam into them, and Shatter the evil ambitions of the MFC! Blowing away the cloud of Darkness that is tainting this universe! Howling at Tomorrow's Sky! Holding an Endless Dream! We shall bring hope to the ruined Worlds! With Passionate Courage We shall defeat this Evil!"
"...." Trent nodded sagely. "These....are the sagely words of the one burning banana."
"The burning bananas?" Suwako asked. Tenshi merely facepalmed.
"The burning banana is my arch-nemesis, the ally of the dreaded green sea cucumber. I shall punch him, and then we shall have beer and make merry and pour whitewash down each other's pants, before I punch him again, in the language of men."
"Men? I thoughts he was a burning bananas?" Suwako asked.
"The burning banana knows no gender, no race, no toilet. He speaks of cheese so cheesy that even the yellow pirate rats wouldn't touch it with a 20 meter long beam spear." Trent said. "...I shall punch him and throw him into Mount Doom."
"....but you saids you were going to..." Suwako began.
"Yes, yes, I know, I did say I was going to bring him down to the local laundrette for a cup of anthrax-flavoured tang over the laundry while we discuss how long it'd take to wash his cauliflowers, but..." Trent continued.
"Say any more and the towel dies!" Tenshi shouted, holding a lighter close to the Kero-chan towel.
Outside, the Noble White shook rather violently. A war cry, "HUGLA BUGLA HORRRRRGAABOOOOONNGGGGAAAAAALAAAAAAA popcorn ANGLAAA TUNGAAALAAAAA LAMBADA YEEEEEEEEEHOOOOOOOOORRRRDAAAAAAA HOOOOKI DOOOOOOOOOOKI to infinity and beyond TARAAAAAAANTULAAAAAAAS BUUUUUFUDYNE MARAAAAAAAAGIDYYYYNE FIRAAAAAAAGAAAAA za warudo WRYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYY frog legs YYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYY chingulas!" echoed across Avalon, striking fear/amusement/concern into the hearts of every man woman and child in the colony. It rivaled the PA of the burning banana.
Back inside, Tenshi was cowering in her seat, her hat over her eyes, sobbing and quivering.
Trent was patting his beloved towel comfortingly, whispering soothing words like 'mafia' and 'al capone' to it. Yukari was leaning against her arm rest, face in palm. Suwako was cheering and giggling.
And thusly began Team FUBAR, the team that shall pierce the heavens show the world where Darwin was wrong.
Hello Purvis:
Just after Trei Noir brought the Ruckus
Bucket Force hovers over the devastation for a moment, before firing its boosters and manuevering to ram a rifle-carrying mecha among the numbers that escaped the attract.
"Thank you for the assistance, Trie Noir," says Shizuha, "If you could lay some suppressive fire on those sharpshooters to your left, it would be terribly helpful. Oh, and apparently there is some faerie-shaped Nacht who claims to be working for the same thing we are, but doesn't seem to have any actual interest in helping us. Their callsign is Nymph, I'll patch over their hailing frequency. Nymph asked us not to interefere with him, so I'm spreading the word. Could you tell the others, we're a tad busy here, over~"
mad:
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Caber Knight Etch-A-Sketch:
Downed Garunda, Avalon Colony Ship, Martian High Orbit, As Anthony is making his speech.
The red-warning light on the console was starting to get on Forte's nerves. How long does one have to wait for the damn frame to work again, he thought to himself. As he waited for the Garunda to cool down, he heard a voice in the distance. It was some guy making a speech, but what the hell was he talking about?
"Looks like that guy lost it over there," Forte muttered to himself, "hopefully he won't attack me." The red light finally turned off, and the Garunda began to move again. About time. Looking over the systems, Forte noticed that the stabalizer seemed damaged. The Railgun, on the other hand, was fine now. Diverting energy to the stabilizers, the Garunda got back up.
"It's a good thing that the Bunkerbuster is heavy, otherwise this thing would tip over." With the Railgun in reserve position, it was time to contact the LC Fleet and tell what happened. "LCSS Remtari, this is Full Moon, do you copy?" Static. "LCSS Remtari, this is Full Moon, do you copy?" Still nothing. Jamming, huh? Well, no time to look for the jamming vessel, let the LC Fleet deal with that. Right now, there was a powerful energy signature on radar. It was far off, but it could very well be reached.
Flying over to where the energy signature was, Forte spotted a number of Martian transport units, taking along people who seemed to have been captured. Forte raged at the sight of how poorly the people were being treated. The Garunda slammed down near the transport, frightening the enermy marines.
"You bastards, let them go!" The Garunda pointed the plasma cannon at the troops. Too frightened to realize that Forte would not shoot at the captured people, the marines dropped everything and fled, leaving behind the prisoners.
"Thank you for saving us." A man said. It seems like he was the leader of the group.
"Do you have a place where you can go?"
"There are transports in the hangar bays. We'll be able to get there using our special tube system."
"Tube system?"
"Yeah, Jefferies tubes."
"Alright, go!"
"Again, thank you."
While the people fled into the tube system, Forte turned his attention to an unusual Frame. It kept shifting, and shooting things, but the important thing is that it shot the Garunda. Red lights flashed, indicating that the right leg was clost to being destroyed.
"Damn it...OVERTHRUSTERS, GO!!!" Bunkerbuster charged, the Garunda charged at the Bucket Force, but it didn't get far as it was promptly blocked by another frame. The signal was the same as the one he detected earlier, but alot stronger. Yup, this was the bastard who shot at him. Targeting the Ophelia, he attacked with the Bunkerbuster
and missed. The Ophelia was behind him in a flash, blades drawn. Slashing in an X pattern, the Ophelia felled the Garunda and flew off to take on more targets.
The Garunda fell to the ground with a thunderous crash. The right leg broke off upon hitting the ground, preventing the Garunda from getting up. All systems wet down to prevent the fusion core from hitting meltdown.
"It's alright... we had a good run, boy..." Forte was about to fire the ejection pod, but decided not to. There was no imediate danger, and he felt a deep connection with his machine. It's hard to give up something that is as close to you as a home.
Meanwhile outside the Garunda, a Nightmare frame landed nearby. Marisa, unable to find a pilot that the Midnight Sun would keep, piloted the Nightmare. Then again, the Midnight Sun was a one-seater, unlike the other Nightmares. Alice, on the other hand, was at mission control. Nazrin was out somewhere, probably looking for cheese.
"Hey Alice, I found a ruined Frame. It looks like a Lunar Corporation Frame, judging from it's insignia. I think I'll take this one instead." Marisa said.
"Wait, what? Didn't you say LC technology is crap?" Alice said with a little disbelief. forgetting that this is Marisa she's dealing with.
"What are you talking about? LC tech is damn powerful, ze!"
Alice sighed through the comms system. "You've already gone through Terran and Martian mechas, saying that they have the best stuff. Make up you mind already!" The front of the Midnight Sun openned up, releasing the Terran Jump Sniper The Midnight sun was attached to. The Jump Sniper fell to the ground as the Midnight Sun attached to the Garunda.
The various clanks and whirrings snapped Forte out of his reminicing. The Garunda was powering up again, or so it seemed. In place of the usual start-up, the screen showed a bunch of symbols, with words in the center of the screen.
GSM-28 Twilight Moon Activation 100% complete
Forte found himself at the controls of a Nightmare for the first-time. The cockpit was much different to what he was used to. For starters, there was a girl in the cockpit sitting on his lap.
"Kyaa!" She slapped Forte across the cheek and scurried to the chair behind Forte.
"Well that was quite rude! I didn't even do anything!" Forte rubbed the cheek that got slapped. "Wait, who are you anyways?!?"
"Marisa! What's going on there?!?" The frantic voice came from the comms system. "Your IFF changed all of a sudden!"
"Hell if I know! Gah!" The Nightmare was rocked by the explosion of a nearby rocket. Terran Assault squads began closing in on the Nightmare. "Alright, if we're going to survive, we need to work together. I'm Marisa, the girl in the comms system is Alice."
"I'm Forte. Alright then, but you're going to have to explain to me what's going on! I'm completely lost here!" Forte said as he grabbed the controls and rushed at the Terran squads.
ES-Anthy:
Neo Flying Iron Fortress MazinGetter! Episode 4 [The Great Challenge between two Friends!]
Just after nearly getting shot by Dakka 2
"Dammit, even they have turned against me" thought Anthony as he noticed the close shot from one of the dakka brigade, Anthony then picked up the mic to the PA system again.
"Jan! Listen up! I know you can hear me! If you want to talk to me, meet me on the Ship in this area!" Yelled out Anthony, pointing towards the Ship (OOC: I'm refering to the one in MTG's 2nd post) "We'll handle it there, one on one!"
Anthony and the Proto-MazinGetter then flew to that ship, landing on the dock, waiting for Jan's response, but something was bothering Anthony, it wasn't the possibility he had to fight Jan, or anything like that, it was the feeling that something was calling out to him, he shook it off for now, and set the Proto-MazinGetter to standby, having it kneel down on one knee, and then hit the 'open cockpit' button, and was met with no response "God dammit what the hell happened!" Raged Anthony who started kicking at the cockpit door, trying to force it open, but it was melted shut from the fully charged breast fire, it wasn't going to give way any time soon.
"Screw it!" Yelled Anthony as he took the controls and made the Proto-MazinGetter take it's tomahawk, and use it to pry the cockpit open, and finally success, which then Anthony holstered the tomahawk, and stepped out of the cockpit, standing firm with his arm's crossed, looking beaten up from the blood on his face dripping down onto his clothing.