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@hound-0451
For brevity I made a side blog for author ramblings and other stuff.
Find that fucker at @m-heartfield
That is all.
I think the fresh new username was needed
.....who the fuck is gonna take the pilot with a macaroni and cheese pun as a username seriously.......MY FUCKING CALLSIGN IS ALREADY HOT SAUCE. fml...
I have 3 foxes in my base now....
Atleast i trust 2 of them
All 3 in one form or another incapacitated
1 is behind me and... hold on
0451 ! GODS SO HELP ME IF YOU TRY TO GET OUT OF THAT BED FOR ANYTHING BESIDES THE BATHROOM BEFORE THE I.V DRIP IS EMPTY YOU SENTIENT RAISIN I WILL FIND A WAY TO RESTRAIN YOUR STUBBORN ASS!
...what? no i will not give you a vodka I.V .....
...Anyways I hope the 3rd one enjoys their rude awakening..
-Handler Leones...
[I can confirm that the third fox is inferior to both 451 and 196. Just had a talk after Lock dragged herself into her room and tried to choke her out. Thankfully, Lock still hasn't recovered much since leaving her shift, and is quite weak at the moment.]
[This new Vixen, unlike either of ours, is reliant on her Handler to even answer a simple question. I'm quite disappointed in Foxglove's Handler, this is an embarrassment to the title of Vixen.]
Handler Faust
...classic imperial handiwork... take your work and dumb it down into a cruel distilled process... makes me feel somewhat bad for the blind Vix out there dead tied to their handlers because of what I did over a decade ago with my fourth batch of hounds....I'm glad 196 broke the cycle... they got a good but confused head on their shoulders... but they mean well..in due time you should be honored to log and document the possible first Lycanthrope/Vix hybrid.. meanwhile I have to deal with the Vix progenitor ....451 I cherish her...but she can be a handful sometimes
-Handler Leones
a beautiful site in the ending of a painful chapter..
finally got the ok to walk on my own.. I'm no longer "A Sentient Raisin" ( I think my colorful language is rubbing off on Leones.. never heard her tell someone to gargle her balls before).. Cydonia is half fried.. paints holding, plates on the back got peppered. Head has a new scar from that wicked bitch of the west's data spike rifle... jokes on you bitch I pilot manual like a creature... coolant systems needs work, reactors strained.. to be fair I fucking redlined the boosters 4 times to carry a whole chassis back to the hanger to plucking another friend from their burning chassis while maxing out the internal cooling to keep them from overheating.. I think we gave Cydonia a final proper test drive..no hound state no stims. I was just really fucking pissed off....I also shotgunned a can of coffee before departure...
other than that.. we lost folks.. were hurting but healing.. our home still stands..
it's usually quiet up here on comms tower 2.. but it's lively.. pilots/Hounds sharing drinks , candles lit as they carve the callsigns of their fallen onto the railings.. leaving mementos and quiet prayers... air's heavy with chatter and incense... they have reason.. what better way to honor our fallen than to keep living for them and ourselves ...
Handler Val Lost all but two of her active pack.. sharing a drink with one of them... feels like I'm sitting next to a younger me.. I feel you 0788... just keep their memory in your heart. and be there for your other sister...
the only comfort I have right now is I helped keep two good friends alive.. and we collectively as whole help make a massive embarrassment of the empire..
shame I didn't get to use the davy crocket.... oh well.
gonna sit here for a bit longer and enjoy the site.. one of them dragged a small grill up here.... I didn't realize how fucking hungry I was....
fuck post sedation pukes....
to the fuckass fox..... I hope the betrayal of your friend and the cost of our own who just wanted to help..... let that haunt you to your grave...
-0451 "Hot Sauce"
[Can I join? I'm stuck with a bunch of med techs, but I need some fucking space. This room is too quiet. There's no snoring, and I can't sleep.]
Lock
Come on up grills still going.
-0451
[Should clarify, it's either Fist and/or Jaw who snore. Fist often sleeps in the same room as us, and we have a constant audio feed in case the active gator gets jumped, so when I'm inactive, all I can hear is-]
[Guess it doesn't really matter now. Besides, Fist isn't talking to me. I think he's disappointed I'm not the one who blew up.]
[Be up soon, just need to bribe a med tech to give me a wheelchair and an elevator key.]
Lock
[May we interest you in a walking talking lockpick and delivery girl? There's not a door here we don't have access to, technically...]
[Whatever lets me make bad choices faster]
[Hah...felt that... En route, we'll get you to the party.]
we never interacted much but I want to give the honor..
you can carve their call sign into the railing with the others.. can use Cydonia's keys... ...i spent too many nights up here carving callsigns and hound tags into these rails.. at least this time I'm not alone.. I appreciate the company greatly...
a beautiful site in the ending of a painful chapter..
finally got the ok to walk on my own.. I'm no longer "A Sentient Raisin" ( I think my colorful language is rubbing off on Leones.. never heard her tell someone to gargle her balls before).. Cydonia is half fried.. paints holding, plates on the back got peppered. Head has a new scar from that wicked bitch of the west's data spike rifle... jokes on you bitch I pilot manual like a creature... coolant systems needs work, reactors strained.. to be fair I fucking redlined the boosters 4 times to carry a whole chassis back to the hanger to plucking another friend from their burning chassis while maxing out the internal cooling to keep them from overheating.. I think we gave Cydonia a final proper test drive..no hound state no stims. I was just really fucking pissed off....I also shotgunned a can of coffee before departure...
other than that.. we lost folks.. were hurting but healing.. our home still stands..
it's usually quiet up here on comms tower 2.. but it's lively.. pilots/Hounds sharing drinks , candles lit as they carve the callsigns of their fallen onto the railings.. leaving mementos and quiet prayers... air's heavy with chatter and incense... they have reason.. what better way to honor our fallen than to keep living for them and ourselves ...
Handler Val Lost all but two of her active pack.. sharing a drink with one of them... feels like I'm sitting next to a younger me.. I feel you 0788... just keep their memory in your heart. and be there for your other sister...
the only comfort I have right now is I helped keep two good friends alive.. and we collectively as whole help make a massive embarrassment of the empire..
shame I didn't get to use the davy crocket.... oh well.
gonna sit here for a bit longer and enjoy the site.. one of them dragged a small grill up here.... I didn't realize how fucking hungry I was....
fuck post sedation pukes....
to the fuckass fox..... I hope the betrayal of your friend and the cost of our own who just wanted to help..... let that haunt you to your grave...
-0451 "Hot Sauce"
[Can I join? I'm stuck with a bunch of med techs, but I need some fucking space. This room is too quiet. There's no snoring, and I can't sleep.]
Lock
Come on up grills still going.
-0451
a beautiful site in the ending of a painful chapter..
finally got the ok to walk on my own.. I'm no longer "A Sentient Raisin" ( I think my colorful language is rubbing off on Leones.. never heard her tell someone to gargle her balls before).. Cydonia is half fried.. paints holding, plates on the back got peppered. Head has a new scar from that wicked bitch of the west's data spike rifle... jokes on you bitch I pilot manual like a creature... coolant systems needs work, reactors strained.. to be fair I fucking redlined the boosters 4 times to carry a whole chassis back to the hanger to plucking another friend from their burning chassis while maxing out the internal cooling to keep them from overheating.. I think we gave Cydonia a final proper test drive..no hound state no stims. I was just really fucking pissed off....I also shotgunned a can of coffee before departure...
other than that.. we lost folks.. were hurting but healing.. our home still stands..
it's usually quiet up here on comms tower 2.. but it's lively.. pilots/Hounds sharing drinks , candles lit as they carve the callsigns of their fallen onto the railings.. leaving mementos and quiet prayers... air's heavy with chatter and incense... they have reason.. what better way to honor our fallen than to keep living for them and ourselves ...
Handler Val Lost all but two of her active pack.. sharing a drink with one of them... feels like I'm sitting next to a younger me.. I feel you 0788... just keep their memory in your heart. and be there for your other sister...
the only comfort I have right now is I helped keep two good friends alive.. and we collectively as whole help make a massive embarrassment of the empire..
shame I didn't get to use the davy crocket.... oh well.
gonna sit here for a bit longer and enjoy the site.. one of them dragged a small grill up here.... I didn't realize how fucking hungry I was....
fuck post sedation pukes....
to the fuckass fox..... I hope the betrayal of your friend and the cost of our own who just wanted to help..... let that haunt you to your grave...
-0451 "Hot Sauce"
I have 3 foxes in my base now....
Atleast i trust 2 of them
All 3 in one form or another incapacitated
1 is behind me and... hold on
0451 ! GODS SO HELP ME IF YOU TRY TO GET OUT OF THAT BED FOR ANYTHING BESIDES THE BATHROOM BEFORE THE I.V DRIP IS EMPTY YOU SENTIENT RAISIN I WILL FIND A WAY TO RESTRAIN YOUR STUBBORN ASS!
...what? no i will not give you a vodka I.V .....
...Anyways I hope the 3rd one enjoys their rude awakening..
-Handler Leones...
[...do I needsh too come down thersh and telllll herf to drinshk shum watuh?]
[heheheeeeeee pain meds brrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr]
Hangar Queen
...I appreciate the sentiment she should be fine to wander about in a few hours.
If i let you wander in your current state I wont hear the end of it from Faust..please take it easy.
-Handler Leones
I have 3 foxes in my base now....
Atleast i trust 2 of them
All 3 in one form or another incapacitated
1 is behind me and... hold on
0451 ! GODS SO HELP ME IF YOU TRY TO GET OUT OF THAT BED FOR ANYTHING BESIDES THE BATHROOM BEFORE THE I.V DRIP IS EMPTY YOU SENTIENT RAISIN I WILL FIND A WAY TO RESTRAIN YOUR STUBBORN ASS!
...what? no i will not give you a vodka I.V .....
...Anyways I hope the 3rd one enjoys their rude awakening..
-Handler Leones...
.... we lost a lot of fine soldiers and pilots.. but in the end we still sent them running.. 0451 is a wreck rn... I don't blame her. she hasn't seen conflict on this scale in 10+ years... but you did it... you saved two pilots.. and did your job to it's best ability..just like how I trained you..
your pack is definitely smiling down on you tonight. I'm proud of you.
the skies will be heavy with the songs and stories told of the brave souls that gave it their all to keep their home safe so their siblings in arms can fight another day. your actions will never go in vain..
once the other superiors and Handlers are ready we'll have to go over the damages and losses.. and a well deserved celebration.
now we sit and wait for the next course of action...
-Handler Leones
p.s Rest In Pieces Anika~
...Currently writing up my own AAR
Fuck. Apperantly we managed to last long enough against the mech force of 11 ships, so goddamn we did well. Doesn't mean the casualties don't hurt.
Just giving you the rough estimate:
Baskerville is Out Of Commission. Unconscious and jittering, I think she popped one hell of a combat stim. Either way, the biofeedback from {FOG OF WAR} did a number on her, but shockingly she's at least stable, so the med techs are just keeping an eye out. VARGR is totalled, spent all of its nanite reserves we just acquired, armor has been eaten, and main circuitry is fried. Not even mentioning that reactor, damn thing is stressed to hell. Gonna be at least a few weeks of work on that bitch.
@winter-196 is stable, but exhausted. Flicking in an out of lucidity and conciousness, Mandragora has been at her bedside, understandably stressed. Ice packs have been administered, she should make a full physical recovery in a few days. Her chassis got cooked, but nothing unfixable. Just ran too hot for too long and took some bad hits.
Cassowary, gods above what was she thinking?! Did I give that birdbrain too long of a leash, why did she thinking kamikaze was a viable option?! Birdbrain fried herself with biofeedback and reactor heat, look like a damn blistering lobster. Gonna need some synthskin transplants. Snapleg is totalled, that thing is purely being salvaged to save costs, and because Cass isn't piloting for a long while after THAT stunt.
Mother Hen suffered no serious injuries! That's my ace for you, she flew perfectly, even when enraged. She left plenty of cooked mechs and pilots, means there's hopefully some good salvage out there. Either way, melted scrap still has uses. He chassis only had scratched paint, as per usual.
Jaws and her chassis, Foliage, are FUBAR. We don't have a body to bury, nor a chassis to honor. That little stunt has sent Lock spiraling, and I never thought I'd see the day that Fist was legitimately fucking furious. I do not look forward to being Foxglove, or Tasha for that matter.
In addition to the Aces suffering damage and a major loss, we several more Hounds and half our non-programmed Pilots in the fighting. The less said about the infantry... the better.
As for the prisoners:
@apuffofpink Foxglove is semi-stable. Whatever her Handler activated to puppet her body has caused some nerve damage, medical nanites have been withheld unless life is in danger, because frankly, no one wants her at 100%, especially not a vixen. Tags and trackers checked and removed, cybernetics are being found, and safely removing as much as possible.
Tasha, the Ursa. Currently smells extra crispy after that shock round to the chassis. Stable, that woman is a tank, but we're keeping her under the strongest medication and binds possible while deactivating or removing as much 'ware as possible from her body without outright killing her.
I'll be frank, I'm just shocked the base is still standing.
Handler Faust
"Against all odds" seems to be our unofficial motto.. as for the synth skin we should have plenty and a tech to spare.. they did good putting 451s fingers back on multiple occasions... shes currently in a loop of crying and throwing up rn.... combat sedatives never agreed with her stomach.
just glad the two are stable.....
-Handler Leones
[Not gonnnaa lie chief......Kinda wanna kick that Vix...also....uh.......are ...we in trouble ..kinda terrified...nerves high..]
Anything but. You took down a high value target before more could die.
Some call that a Hero.
-Handler Leones
[.... Don't you ever-!!.... Please....don't refer to us like that, we are a weapon. And a good one, just ..wanted to know if we were in the shit for breaking orders ....t..that's all...ma'am..,Sorry,]
You not. Your quick action saved a lot of time and lives. You are good now rest with your gal ok? You earned it.
Handler Leones
.... we lost a lot of fine soldiers and pilots.. but in the end we still sent them running.. 0451 is a wreck rn... I don't blame her. she hasn't seen conflict on this scale in 10+ years... but you did it... you saved two pilots.. and did your job to it's best ability..just like how I trained you..
your pack is definitely smiling down on you tonight. I'm proud of you.
the skies will be heavy with the songs and stories told of the brave souls that gave it their all to keep their home safe so their siblings in arms can fight another day. your actions will never go in vain..
once the other superiors and Handlers are ready we'll have to go over the damages and losses.. and a well deserved celebration.
now we sit and wait for the next course of action...
-Handler Leones
p.s Rest In Pieces Anika~
...Currently writing up my own AAR
Fuck. Apperantly we managed to last long enough against the mech force of 11 ships, so goddamn we did well. Doesn't mean the casualties don't hurt.
Just giving you the rough estimate:
Baskerville is Out Of Commission. Unconscious and jittering, I think she popped one hell of a combat stim. Either way, the biofeedback from {FOG OF WAR} did a number on her, but shockingly she's at least stable, so the med techs are just keeping an eye out. VARGR is totalled, spent all of its nanite reserves we just acquired, armor has been eaten, and main circuitry is fried. Not even mentioning that reactor, damn thing is stressed to hell. Gonna be at least a few weeks of work on that bitch.
@winter-196 is stable, but exhausted. Flicking in an out of lucidity and conciousness, Mandragora has been at her bedside, understandably stressed. Ice packs have been administered, she should make a full physical recovery in a few days. Her chassis got cooked, but nothing unfixable. Just ran too hot for too long and took some bad hits.
Cassowary, gods above what was she thinking?! Did I give that birdbrain too long of a leash, why did she thinking kamikaze was a viable option?! Birdbrain fried herself with biofeedback and reactor heat, look like a damn blistering lobster. Gonna need some synthskin transplants. Snapleg is totalled, that thing is purely being salvaged to save costs, and because Cass isn't piloting for a long while after THAT stunt.
Mother Hen suffered no serious injuries! That's my ace for you, she flew perfectly, even when enraged. She left plenty of cooked mechs and pilots, means there's hopefully some good salvage out there. Either way, melted scrap still has uses. He chassis only had scratched paint, as per usual.
Jaws and her chassis, Foliage, are FUBAR. We don't have a body to bury, nor a chassis to honor. That little stunt has sent Lock spiraling, and I never thought I'd see the day that Fist was legitimately fucking furious. I do not look forward to being Foxglove, or Tasha for that matter.
In addition to the Aces suffering damage and a major loss, we several more Hounds and half our non-programmed Pilots in the fighting. The less said about the infantry... the better.
As for the prisoners:
@apuffofpink Foxglove is semi-stable. Whatever her Handler activated to puppet her body has caused some nerve damage, medical nanites have been withheld unless life is in danger, because frankly, no one wants her at 100%, especially not a vixen. Tags and trackers checked and removed, cybernetics are being found, and safely removing as much as possible.
Tasha, the Ursa. Currently smells extra crispy after that shock round to the chassis. Stable, that woman is a tank, but we're keeping her under the strongest medication and binds possible while deactivating or removing as much 'ware as possible from her body without outright killing her.
I'll be frank, I'm just shocked the base is still standing.
Handler Faust
"Against all odds" seems to be our unofficial motto.. as for the synth skin we should have plenty and a tech to spare.. they did good putting 451s fingers back on multiple occasions... shes currently in a loop of crying and throwing up rn.... combat sedatives never agreed with her stomach.
just glad the two are stable.....
-Handler Leones
[Not gonnnaa lie chief......Kinda wanna kick that Vix...also....uh.......are ...we in trouble ..kinda terrified...nerves high..]
Anything but. You took down a high value target before more could die.
Some call that a Hero.
-Handler Leones
.... we lost a lot of fine soldiers and pilots.. but in the end we still sent them running.. 0451 is a wreck rn... I don't blame her. she hasn't seen conflict on this scale in 10+ years... but you did it... you saved two pilots.. and did your job to it's best ability..just like how I trained you..
your pack is definitely smiling down on you tonight. I'm proud of you.
the skies will be heavy with the songs and stories told of the brave souls that gave it their all to keep their home safe so their siblings in arms can fight another day. your actions will never go in vain..
once the other superiors and Handlers are ready we'll have to go over the damages and losses.. and a well deserved celebration.
now we sit and wait for the next course of action...
-Handler Leones
p.s Rest In Pieces Anika~
...Currently writing up my own AAR
Fuck. Apperantly we managed to last long enough against the mech force of 11 ships, so goddamn we did well. Doesn't mean the casualties don't hurt.
Just giving you the rough estimate:
Baskerville is Out Of Commission. Unconscious and jittering, I think she popped one hell of a combat stim. Either way, the biofeedback from {FOG OF WAR} did a number on her, but shockingly she's at least stable, so the med techs are just keeping an eye out. VARGR is totalled, spent all of its nanite reserves we just acquired, armor has been eaten, and main circuitry is fried. Not even mentioning that reactor, damn thing is stressed to hell. Gonna be at least a few weeks of work on that bitch.
@winter-196 is stable, but exhausted. Flicking in an out of lucidity and conciousness, Mandragora has been at her bedside, understandably stressed. Ice packs have been administered, she should make a full physical recovery in a few days. Her chassis got cooked, but nothing unfixable. Just ran too hot for too long and took some bad hits.
Cassowary, gods above what was she thinking?! Did I give that birdbrain too long of a leash, why did she thinking kamikaze was a viable option?! Birdbrain fried herself with biofeedback and reactor heat, look like a damn blistering lobster. Gonna need some synthskin transplants. Snapleg is totalled, that thing is purely being salvaged to save costs, and because Cass isn't piloting for a long while after THAT stunt.
Mother Hen suffered no serious injuries! That's my ace for you, she flew perfectly, even when enraged. She left plenty of cooked mechs and pilots, means there's hopefully some good salvage out there. Either way, melted scrap still has uses. He chassis only had scratched paint, as per usual.
Jaws and her chassis, Foliage, are FUBAR. We don't have a body to bury, nor a chassis to honor. That little stunt has sent Lock spiraling, and I never thought I'd see the day that Fist was legitimately fucking furious. I do not look forward to being Foxglove, or Tasha for that matter.
In addition to the Aces suffering damage and a major loss, we several more Hounds and half our non-programmed Pilots in the fighting. The less said about the infantry... the better.
As for the prisoners:
@apuffofpink Foxglove is semi-stable. Whatever her Handler activated to puppet her body has caused some nerve damage, medical nanites have been withheld unless life is in danger, because frankly, no one wants her at 100%, especially not a vixen. Tags and trackers checked and removed, cybernetics are being found, and safely removing as much as possible.
Tasha, the Ursa. Currently smells extra crispy after that shock round to the chassis. Stable, that woman is a tank, but we're keeping her under the strongest medication and binds possible while deactivating or removing as much 'ware as possible from her body without outright killing her.
I'll be frank, I'm just shocked the base is still standing.
Handler Faust
"Against all odds" seems to be our unofficial motto.. as for the synth skin we should have plenty and a tech to spare.. they did good putting 451s fingers back on multiple occasions... shes currently in a loop of crying and throwing up rn.... combat sedatives never agreed with her stomach.
just glad the two are stable.....
-Handler Leones
.... we lost a lot of fine soldiers and pilots.. but in the end we still sent them running.. 0451 is a wreck rn... I don't blame her. she hasn't seen conflict on this scale in 10+ years... but you did it... you saved two pilots.. and did your job to it's best ability..just like how I trained you..
your pack is definitely smiling down on you tonight. I'm proud of you.
the skies will be heavy with the songs and stories told of the brave souls that gave it their all to keep their home safe so their siblings in arms can fight another day. your actions will never go in vain..
once the other superiors and Handlers are ready we'll have to go over the damages and losses.. and a well deserved celebration.
now we sit and wait for the next course of action...
-Handler Leones
p.s Rest In Pieces Anika~
[comms][Cydonia]
*crackle*
oi, this is Hot Sauce repeat. Wall is immobilized.. the party favor and Baskerville's(@thehangarqueen) warm up took out the left leg. emp of the nuke seems to have fried some of the weapons systems. be warned the cold cunt is still active in the Rose. approach with caution. but the ursa? sitting duck. did nobody tell you? they bigger they are. the harder they fall.
anyways taking position, downed five scout chassis.. over.
[Remind me to never question you and staniiks schemes..]
it was her idea. should give her a raise once this is over.
Hot Sauce out
*crackle*
[RAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAGHHGHHHHGHHH]
*Baskerville's assault on the legs continues. Anika is still atop The Wall in her mech.*
[This is Phoenix Squad here to help we'll provide cover fire ma'am, over]
[ Leones here, Artillery is loading HESH rounds please be advised for debris. should help put some craters into the armor over.]
[Fire!] seven angrier shells come raining through the dust choked sky before sinking their teeth into the colossus's torso showering the field in sparks and slag
VARGR wasn't thinking. She was hungry. And tired. And ANGRY.
Skinned of armor, wearing a pelt of nanites in place, The Black Beasst continued climbing the kneeling chassis, hoping to reach @winter-196's Handler.
[Anika.]
[ANIKA.]
[ANIKAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA!]
[Aren't you the feisty one, hold this for me Dear.]
Her voice cut through public comms, before a third data shard would meet it's mark. Slamming into VARGR's feral flank, and sending multiple powerful electronic pulses into its systems, focusing more on frying than hacking.
[Tsk Tsk Tsk, look where I'm going mutt. Not where I've been.]
The Handler mocked VARGR, Rose standing proudly where she just was. Chambering another round into her rifle, and aiming towards @heckeronincheese ' location. Letting the fourth data shard sail towards her former colleague.
With one final surge of power before the chassis gave out, VARGR leapt in front of the shot, allowing Hot Sauce to land the shot she needed to down that damned handler.
As VARGR's consciousness faded, it hoped that shot would win the day.
[easy does it. c'mon] Cydonia carefully picks up VARGR. [our jobs done. time to get you back to the medics]
[THIS IS HOT SAUCE COMING BACK! I HAVE AN OFFLINE CHASSIS REPEAT PILOTS LIFE SIG IS STABLE]
[you are cleared for return]
[Hold tight.. were redlining this shit]
the booster sing and scream as a blue jet shoots down the field..
[You took her. YOU DIE!] Cassowary's open comms howl loudly.
The mech is on fire, and rapidly approaching at absurd speeds.
...
Fire isn't meant to glow that brightly.
[I burn. You burn. WE ALL BURN!]
@winter-196's former handler has 10 seconds to determine a plan before a chassis that's intentionally sending itself into meltdown detonates at point blank. Anika must decide.
The first to act wasn't Anika, but a low powered round from 196's rail cannon. Slamming into the back of Cassowary's chassis, and detonates a pulse charge hyper similar to Anika's data shards. All in attempt to stop the reactors from melting down.
[But... why...] Cassowary muttered out as the mech collapsed, finally stressed beyond capacity.
[....Sorry Cass, we've a job to do.]
She said plainly, charging her rifle for yet another shot.
[There's my Fox, make yourself useful and pick up your to-]
She didn't give her the respect of final words, no realization of betrayal. Just a 25mm round piercing into her cockpit directly, detonating upon penetration and mulching the contents within.
There wasn't anything flashy, no fireworks of cries of victory. Just falling Holodrones, and a motionless Rose. 196 was doing similar, Lisitsa standing still as it held its arm still. Why....Why didn't she feel anything... Why was it so...hollow?
[ALL UNITS. HANDLER ANIKA IS DOWN I REPEAT HANDLER ANIKA IS DOWN.] [PILOT OF THE WALL, SURRENDER NOW. WE HAVE NUCLEAR ARTILLERY ON THE WAY, DO NOT RESIST.] [@heckeronincheese bring the big gun in, just in case that damned bear tries something.]
[....She's dead? Bullshit...Fox tried that...she failed...Who succeeded? And yes yes I surrender, no need to fight more. You damage my child enough.. Admittedly I have been using hull for ammo, hah. You guys know how to fight for attrition..]
And with that, the bear lifted her arms and loaded the heavy auto cannon into her back mount. An action that did seem to take an awkwardly long time, however it'd later be noted that only two out of eight fusion cores were still functional.
[Good.] [Thank you Handler Leones for the assitance] [@heckeronincheese?] [Fire a 'stun round']
[sorry gal. but it's passed your bedtime]
*CRACK!* the thunder of the round claps against the wall in a bright flash.
[I mean that was "stunning" ]
[Hey guys ....think we're gonna pass out now....heh...hehehe...s..sorry Mandy...]
Were the last words to crackle from her comms unit, as the damage Foxglove managed to sneak in. Was only worsened by the heat from running all of Lisitsa's systems. The mech suddenly powering off and crumbling in on itself, before it laid motionless with the now molten and exposed gash in its back.
[Reinforcing your position and extracting, the imperials are routed.]
[Mandragora is going to kill us all for this...]
[Fuck...... fuckfuckfuckfuck FUCK! is THERE EVEN AN OUNCE OF A LIFE SIG COMING FROM LISITSA!?]
[Get her back ASAP, we have two bases worth of medical teams on standby, but also two bases worth of injured and dead.]
[Copy cracking the chassis now.... easy does it.. fuck you're burning up..ok she's in the jump seat... cranking up the coolant in the cockpit to keep them stable.. fuck fuck hold on.]
[This is hot sauce I'm redlining my way back.... hold on little buddy..]
[comms][Cydonia]
*crackle*
oi, this is Hot Sauce repeat. Wall is immobilized.. the party favor and Baskerville's(@thehangarqueen) warm up took out the left leg. emp of the nuke seems to have fried some of the weapons systems. be warned the cold cunt is still active in the Rose. approach with caution. but the ursa? sitting duck. did nobody tell you? they bigger they are. the harder they fall.
anyways taking position, downed five scout chassis.. over.
[Remind me to never question you and staniiks schemes..]
it was her idea. should give her a raise once this is over.
Hot Sauce out
*crackle*
[RAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAGHHGHHHHGHHH]
*Baskerville's assault on the legs continues. Anika is still atop The Wall in her mech.*
[This is Phoenix Squad here to help we'll provide cover fire ma'am, over]
[ Leones here, Artillery is loading HESH rounds please be advised for debris. should help put some craters into the armor over.]
[Fire!] seven angrier shells come raining through the dust choked sky before sinking their teeth into the colossus's torso showering the field in sparks and slag
VARGR wasn't thinking. She was hungry. And tired. And ANGRY.
Skinned of armor, wearing a pelt of nanites in place, The Black Beasst continued climbing the kneeling chassis, hoping to reach @winter-196's Handler.
[Anika.]
[ANIKA.]
[ANIKAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA!]
[Aren't you the feisty one, hold this for me Dear.]
Her voice cut through public comms, before a third data shard would meet it's mark. Slamming into VARGR's feral flank, and sending multiple powerful electronic pulses into its systems, focusing more on frying than hacking.
[Tsk Tsk Tsk, look where I'm going mutt. Not where I've been.]
The Handler mocked VARGR, Rose standing proudly where she just was. Chambering another round into her rifle, and aiming towards @heckeronincheese ' location. Letting the fourth data shard sail towards her former colleague.
With one final surge of power before the chassis gave out, VARGR leapt in front of the shot, allowing Hot Sauce to land the shot she needed to down that damned handler.
As VARGR's consciousness faded, it hoped that shot would win the day.
[easy does it. c'mon] Cydonia carefully picks up VARGR. [our jobs done. time to get you back to the medics]
[THIS IS HOT SAUCE COMING BACK! I HAVE AN OFFLINE CHASSIS REPEAT PILOTS LIFE SIG IS STABLE]
[you are cleared for return]
[Hold tight.. were redlining this shit]
the booster sing and scream as a blue jet shoots down the field..
[You took her. YOU DIE!] Cassowary's open comms howl loudly.
The mech is on fire, and rapidly approaching at absurd speeds.
...
Fire isn't meant to glow that brightly.
[I burn. You burn. WE ALL BURN!]
@winter-196's former handler has 10 seconds to determine a plan before a chassis that's intentionally sending itself into meltdown detonates at point blank. Anika must decide.
The first to act wasn't Anika, but a low powered round from 196's rail cannon. Slamming into the back of Cassowary's chassis, and detonates a pulse charge hyper similar to Anika's data shards. All in attempt to stop the reactors from melting down.
[But... why...] Cassowary muttered out as the mech collapsed, finally stressed beyond capacity.
[....Sorry Cass, we've a job to do.]
She said plainly, charging her rifle for yet another shot.
[There's my Fox, make yourself useful and pick up your to-]
She didn't give her the respect of final words, no realization of betrayal. Just a 25mm round piercing into her cockpit directly, detonating upon penetration and mulching the contents within.
There wasn't anything flashy, no fireworks of cries of victory. Just falling Holodrones, and a motionless Rose. 196 was doing similar, Lisitsa standing still as it held its arm still. Why....Why didn't she feel anything... Why was it so...hollow?
[ALL UNITS. HANDLER ANIKA IS DOWN I REPEAT HANDLER ANIKA IS DOWN.] [PILOT OF THE WALL, SURRENDER NOW. WE HAVE NUCLEAR ARTILLERY ON THE WAY, DO NOT RESIST.] [@heckeronincheese bring the big gun in, just in case that damned bear tries something.]
[....She's dead? Bullshit...Fox tried that...she failed...Who succeeded? And yes yes I surrender, no need to fight more. You damage my child enough.. Admittedly I have been using hull for ammo, hah. You guys know how to fight for attrition..]
And with that, the bear lifted her arms and loaded the heavy auto cannon into her back mount. An action that did seem to take an awkwardly long time, however it'd later be noted that only two out of eight fusion cores were still functional.
[Good.] [Thank you Handler Leones for the assitance] [@heckeronincheese?] [Fire a 'stun round']
[sorry gal. but it's passed your bedtime]
*CRACK!* the thunder of the round claps against the wall in a bright flash.
[I mean that was "stunning" ]
[Hey guys ....think we're gonna pass out now....heh...hehehe...s..sorry Mandy...]
Were the last words to crackle from her comms unit, as the damage Foxglove managed to sneak in. Was only worsened by the heat from running all of Lisitsa's systems. The mech suddenly powering off and crumbling in on itself, before it laid motionless with the now molten and exposed gash in its back.
[Reinforcing your position and extracting, the imperials are routed.]
[Mandragora is going to kill us all for this...]
[Fuck...... fuckfuckfuckfuck FUCK! is THERE EVEN AN OUNCE OF A LIFE SIG COMING FROM LISITSA!?]
[comms][Cydonia]
*crackle*
oi, this is Hot Sauce repeat. Wall is immobilized.. the party favor and Baskerville's(@thehangarqueen) warm up took out the left leg. emp of the nuke seems to have fried some of the weapons systems. be warned the cold cunt is still active in the Rose. approach with caution. but the ursa? sitting duck. did nobody tell you? they bigger they are. the harder they fall.
anyways taking position, downed five scout chassis.. over.
[Remind me to never question you and staniiks schemes..]
it was her idea. should give her a raise once this is over.
Hot Sauce out
*crackle*
[RAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAGHHGHHHHGHHH]
*Baskerville's assault on the legs continues. Anika is still atop The Wall in her mech.*
[This is Phoenix Squad here to help we'll provide cover fire ma'am, over]
[ Leones here, Artillery is loading HESH rounds please be advised for debris. should help put some craters into the armor over.]
[Fire!] seven angrier shells come raining through the dust choked sky before sinking their teeth into the colossus's torso showering the field in sparks and slag
VARGR wasn't thinking. She was hungry. And tired. And ANGRY.
Skinned of armor, wearing a pelt of nanites in place, The Black Beasst continued climbing the kneeling chassis, hoping to reach @winter-196's Handler.
[Anika.]
[ANIKA.]
[ANIKAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA!]
[Aren't you the feisty one, hold this for me Dear.]
Her voice cut through public comms, before a third data shard would meet it's mark. Slamming into VARGR's feral flank, and sending multiple powerful electronic pulses into its systems, focusing more on frying than hacking.
[Tsk Tsk Tsk, look where I'm going mutt. Not where I've been.]
The Handler mocked VARGR, Rose standing proudly where she just was. Chambering another round into her rifle, and aiming towards @heckeronincheese ' location. Letting the fourth data shard sail towards her former colleague.
With one final surge of power before the chassis gave out, VARGR leapt in front of the shot, allowing Hot Sauce to land the shot she needed to down that damned handler.
As VARGR's consciousness faded, it hoped that shot would win the day.
[easy does it. c'mon] Cydonia carefully picks up VARGR. [our jobs done. time to get you back to the medics]
[THIS IS HOT SAUCE COMING BACK! I HAVE AN OFFLINE CHASSIS REPEAT PILOTS LIFE SIG IS STABLE]
[you are cleared for return]
[Hold tight.. were redlining this shit]
the booster sing and scream as a blue jet shoots down the field..
[You took her. YOU DIE!] Cassowary's open comms howl loudly.
The mech is on fire, and rapidly approaching at absurd speeds.
...
Fire isn't meant to glow that brightly.
[I burn. You burn. WE ALL BURN!]
@winter-196's former handler has 10 seconds to determine a plan before a chassis that's intentionally sending itself into meltdown detonates at point blank. Anika must decide.
The first to act wasn't Anika, but a low powered round from 196's rail cannon. Slamming into the back of Cassowary's chassis, and detonates a pulse charge hyper similar to Anika's data shards. All in attempt to stop the reactors from melting down.
[But... why...] Cassowary muttered out as the mech collapsed, finally stressed beyond capacity.
[....Sorry Cass, we've a job to do.]
She said plainly, charging her rifle for yet another shot.
[There's my Fox, make yourself useful and pick up your to-]
She didn't give her the respect of final words, no realization of betrayal. Just a 25mm round piercing into her cockpit directly, detonating upon penetration and mulching the contents within.
There wasn't anything flashy, no fireworks of cries of victory. Just falling Holodrones, and a motionless Rose. 196 was doing similar, Lisitsa standing still as it held its arm still. Why....Why didn't she feel anything... Why was it so...hollow?
[ALL UNITS. HANDLER ANIKA IS DOWN I REPEAT HANDLER ANIKA IS DOWN.] [PILOT OF THE WALL, SURRENDER NOW. WE HAVE NUCLEAR ARTILLERY ON THE WAY, DO NOT RESIST.] [@heckeronincheese bring the big gun in, just in case that damned bear tries something.]
[....She's dead? Bullshit...Fox tried that...she failed...Who succeeded? And yes yes I surrender, no need to fight more. You damage my child enough.. Admittedly I have been using hull for ammo, hah. You guys know how to fight for attrition..]
And with that, the bear lifted her arms and loaded the heavy auto cannon into her back mount. An action that did seem to take an awkwardly long time, however it'd later be noted that only two out of eight fusion cores were still functional.
[Good.] [Thank you Handler Leones for the assitance] [@heckeronincheese?] [Fire a 'stun round']
[sorry gal. but it's passed your bedtime]
*CRACK!* the thunder of the round claps against the wall in a bright flash.
[I mean that was "stunning" ]
[apologies for the ringing.....i uhh forgot how potent those rounds are.]
[comms][Cydonia]
*crackle*
oi, this is Hot Sauce repeat. Wall is immobilized.. the party favor and Baskerville's(@thehangarqueen) warm up took out the left leg. emp of the nuke seems to have fried some of the weapons systems. be warned the cold cunt is still active in the Rose. approach with caution. but the ursa? sitting duck. did nobody tell you? they bigger they are. the harder they fall.
anyways taking position, downed five scout chassis.. over.
[Remind me to never question you and staniiks schemes..]
it was her idea. should give her a raise once this is over.
Hot Sauce out
*crackle*
[RAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAGHHGHHHHGHHH]
*Baskerville's assault on the legs continues. Anika is still atop The Wall in her mech.*
[This is Phoenix Squad here to help we'll provide cover fire ma'am, over]
[ Leones here, Artillery is loading HESH rounds please be advised for debris. should help put some craters into the armor over.]
[Fire!] seven angrier shells come raining through the dust choked sky before sinking their teeth into the colossus's torso showering the field in sparks and slag
VARGR wasn't thinking. She was hungry. And tired. And ANGRY.
Skinned of armor, wearing a pelt of nanites in place, The Black Beasst continued climbing the kneeling chassis, hoping to reach @winter-196's Handler.
[Anika.]
[ANIKA.]
[ANIKAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA!]
[Aren't you the feisty one, hold this for me Dear.]
Her voice cut through public comms, before a third data shard would meet it's mark. Slamming into VARGR's feral flank, and sending multiple powerful electronic pulses into its systems, focusing more on frying than hacking.
[Tsk Tsk Tsk, look where I'm going mutt. Not where I've been.]
The Handler mocked VARGR, Rose standing proudly where she just was. Chambering another round into her rifle, and aiming towards @heckeronincheese ' location. Letting the fourth data shard sail towards her former colleague.
With one final surge of power before the chassis gave out, VARGR leapt in front of the shot, allowing Hot Sauce to land the shot she needed to down that damned handler.
As VARGR's consciousness faded, it hoped that shot would win the day.
[easy does it. c'mon] Cydonia carefully picks up VARGR. [our jobs done. time to get you back to the medics]
[THIS IS HOT SAUCE COMING BACK! I HAVE AN OFFLINE CHASSIS REPEAT PILOTS LIFE SIG IS STABLE]
[you are cleared for return]
[Hold tight.. were redlining this shit]
the booster sing and scream as a blue jet shoots down the field..
[You took her. YOU DIE!] Cassowary's open comms howl loudly.
The mech is on fire, and rapidly approaching at absurd speeds.
...
Fire isn't meant to glow that brightly.
[I burn. You burn. WE ALL BURN!]
@winter-196's former handler has 10 seconds to determine a plan before a chassis that's intentionally sending itself into meltdown detonates at point blank. Anika must decide.
The first to act wasn't Anika, but a low powered round from 196's rail cannon. Slamming into the back of Cassowary's chassis, and detonates a pulse charge hyper similar to Anika's data shards. All in attempt to stop the reactors from melting down.
[But... why...] Cassowary muttered out as the mech collapsed, finally stressed beyond capacity.
[....Sorry Cass, we've a job to do.]
She said plainly, charging her rifle for yet another shot.
[There's my Fox, make yourself useful and pick up your to-]
She didn't give her the respect of final words, no realization of betrayal. Just a 25mm round piercing into her cockpit directly, detonating upon penetration and mulching the contents within.
There wasn't anything flashy, no fireworks of cries of victory. Just falling Holodrones, and a motionless Rose. 196 was doing similar, Lisitsa standing still as it held its arm still. Why....Why didn't she feel anything... Why was it so...hollow?
[ALL UNITS. HANDLER ANIKA IS DOWN I REPEAT HANDLER ANIKA IS DOWN.] [PILOT OF THE WALL, SURRENDER NOW. WE HAVE NUCLEAR ARTILLERY ON THE WAY, DO NOT RESIST.] [@heckeronincheese bring the big gun in, just in case that damned bear tries something.]
[....She's dead? Bullshit...Fox tried that...she failed...Who succeeded? And yes yes I surrender, no need to fight more. You damage my child enough.. Admittedly I have been using hull for ammo, hah. You guys know how to fight for attrition..]
And with that, the bear lifted her arms and loaded the heavy auto cannon into her back mount. An action that did seem to take an awkwardly long time, however it'd later be noted that only two out of eight fusion cores were still functional.
[Good.] [Thank you Handler Leones for the assitance] [@heckeronincheese?] [Fire a 'stun round']
[sorry gal. but it's passed your bedtime]
*CRACK!* the thunder of the round claps against the wall in a bright flash.
[I mean that was "stunning" ]