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@totemwarriorsealth
November's Bad Mech article has surfaced! And, it's a whale of a tale. Read it here: https://www.sarna.net/news/bad-mechs-orca
@totemwarriorsealth
"I have never had issues with it. But, then, the original was not made with Clan technology. Perhaps they should have put someone other than a Hauptmann in the driver seat."
okay i want yall to actually tell me what the point of a Naval Autocannon is that makes it superior over say. naval PPCs or naval lasers. why an autocannon at that scale. that doesn't seem efficient
Most damaging non-nuclear capital grade weapon.
I was going to say "big boom" but tragically, in space no one can hear you big boom.
They very much can see the hail of debris and exploded armor and structure panels however.
They also work wonders for orbital bombardment, because nothing says "we mean business" like making the crust of a planet ring like a bell.
*rotates your orca*
Orca, photographed by Steve B (Source)
*unrotates your orca*
I'm a boat, I'm a boat, I'm a boat.
Finally, someone put it into a meme.
I was thinking the exact same thing as soon as he said that.
Look, no-one ever said the Jags were in any way good at introspection.
Or self-awareness.
( paraphrased from @the-clawtake )
Operation: KICKOFF
MechBay 1
SLDF FOB Hawk
Coen Region, Helios
October 11, 3153 (D+5)
0431 hours
The frost clinging to the edges of the steel walkways glittered in the artificial floodlights of the FOB, thin crystals hissing into steam where the nearby fusion heaters radiated warmth. Winter on Helios bit deep—wind like a flensing blade, air thin and dry, sky slate-gray even before dawn. Melissa Hazen barely noticed.
She stood at the base of the Old Bird’s Nest, its vast form shrouded in motionless gantries and scaffolds, looking like a sleeping giant half-draped in morning mist. The Mechtechs were still swarming over the machine, running final diagnostics and prepping the CEWS and other electronics for a full deployment. That gave her time—just enough.
The open briefing dataslate rested on a reinforced crate beside her, its glow pale against the dim, ice-slick morning. She scrolled through it with one clawed thumb, her other hand resting on a crumpled metallic foil bag labeled, in three languages, with escalating warnings and a pictogram of a flame melting through a human skull.
“Voidwalker Ghostfire Chips – Warning: NOT INTENDED FOR RAPID CONSUMPTION”.
Melissa popped another into her mouth without looking. The flavor hit first—smoky, sweet, dusted with something reminiscent of citrus—but when the heat should have rolled in, like the jaws of a sun—capsaicin so intense it would have sent most Inner Sphere soldiers into convulsions—her tongue barely twitched. Her crest feathers ruffled once in faint satisfaction. Delicious.
The dataslate pinged softly. Update from the recon team—no new movements at Fort Bayeux since 0100 hours. She marked it. Scrolling down. Secondary ingress point confirmed. Possible change in patrol pattern. Noted.
Another chip. Crunch. More data. Her golden eyes moved steadily across the brief, calm, focused. The wind howled briefly through the doors, kicking up a swirl of snow and dust. She exhaled. Her breath barely fogged the air.
She liked mornings like this. Quiet. Tense. Purposeful.
The wind shifted again, and her hearing caught the sound of approaching boots on ferrocrete, slow and deliberate. She did not look up—yet.
Another chip. Another scroll.
And then she smiled.
She could smell Theodora’s shampoo from three meters away.
"Good morning, love."
@house-steiner-stays-winning
"I am confident it will see some use. I do not trust the Blakists to only have what we have seen so far. It will likely get close, and get brutal." One thin he had learned from the Jihad, and from before that, even from the histories of all involved. The Word of Blake had been founded from the most religious and techno-fetishistic members of ComStar, which itself had been known for duplicity, subterfuge, and stealth. They had essentially run the events of the Inner Sphere for 300 years, and the sundering that brought the Word's rise about had been caused by that cloak of secrecy being torn away. And had only percipitated MORE subterfuge. The man running the Free Worlds League had not been Thomas Marik, it had been his body double. The real Marik had made himself the Master of the Word, and, as far as Sealth knew, had been given the Tintavel treatment by the League. But sublty bred more sublty. And he didn't trust anyone who even REMOTELY knew the Word to be anything close to honorable. It made the irony of his upcoming duty all the more ironic. And yet. He preferred that. Give me an honest Trial. Machine to machine. Politics has never been my thing.
"All markers are set for the refit as well. As soon as you give the order, I will challange the Blakist super-heavy and draw her out. That should give you enough room to get the job done." He felt a strange eagerness trickle up his spine, but he crushed it down. This was just a job. Something he HAD to do. Nothing more. @is-the-battlemech-cool-or-not
Y'ALL SEE THAT NEW MECHWARRIOR 5 MERCS DLC ANNOUNCEMENT?! clan invasion lets goooooooo!!!!!
As they say on Terra;
Disco Inferno
(Not to be confused with "Disco Elysium" which I am fairly certain is a video game about being a Watch operative and alcoholic)
Infernos the inner sphere's war crime of choice
And one of the best ways to ensure that the playing field is leveled. If your enemy cannot fire back, then you have won.
This is going to be MOST entertaining.
Y'ALL SEE THAT NEW MECHWARRIOR 5 MERCS DLC ANNOUNCEMENT?! clan invasion lets goooooooo!!!!!
As they say on Terra;
Disco Inferno
(Not to be confused with "Disco Elysium" which I am fairly certain is a video game about being a Watch operative and alcoholic)
Operation: KICKOFF
MechBay 1
SLDF FOB Hawk
Coen Region, Helios
October 11, 3153 (D+5)
0431 hours
The frost clinging to the edges of the steel walkways glittered in the artificial floodlights of the FOB, thin crystals hissing into steam where the nearby fusion heaters radiated warmth. Winter on Helios bit deep—wind like a flensing blade, air thin and dry, sky slate-gray even before dawn. Melissa Hazen barely noticed.
She stood at the base of the Old Bird’s Nest, its vast form shrouded in motionless gantries and scaffolds, looking like a sleeping giant half-draped in morning mist. The Mechtechs were still swarming over the machine, running final diagnostics and prepping the CEWS and other electronics for a full deployment. That gave her time—just enough.
The open briefing dataslate rested on a reinforced crate beside her, its glow pale against the dim, ice-slick morning. She scrolled through it with one clawed thumb, her other hand resting on a crumpled metallic foil bag labeled, in three languages, with escalating warnings and a pictogram of a flame melting through a human skull.
“Voidwalker Ghostfire Chips – Warning: NOT INTENDED FOR RAPID CONSUMPTION”.
Melissa popped another into her mouth without looking. The flavor hit first—smoky, sweet, dusted with something reminiscent of citrus—but when the heat should have rolled in, like the jaws of a sun—capsaicin so intense it would have sent most Inner Sphere soldiers into convulsions—her tongue barely twitched. Her crest feathers ruffled once in faint satisfaction. Delicious.
The dataslate pinged softly. Update from the recon team—no new movements at Fort Bayeux since 0100 hours. She marked it. Scrolling down. Secondary ingress point confirmed. Possible change in patrol pattern. Noted.
Another chip. Crunch. More data. Her golden eyes moved steadily across the brief, calm, focused. The wind howled briefly through the doors, kicking up a swirl of snow and dust. She exhaled. Her breath barely fogged the air.
She liked mornings like this. Quiet. Tense. Purposeful.
The wind shifted again, and her hearing caught the sound of approaching boots on ferrocrete, slow and deliberate. She did not look up—yet.
Another chip. Another scroll.
And then she smiled.
She could smell Theodora’s shampoo from three meters away.
"Good morning, love."
@house-steiner-stays-winning
"Morning," she says, stepping to Melissa's side and pressing a quick kiss to her cheek "How go the preparations?"
As she spoke, she stared across the way at Gewitter, standing silent sentinel over the staging ground, its stillness only broken by the scrambling form of a lone MechTech, performing pre-checks and diagnostics, the vanguard of the crew that would prepare the green giant for its role in the coming fight.
For a moment, Theodora considered snagging one of the chips her wife mindlessly snacked on, but a glance at the label confirmed how poor of an idea that was.
@totemwarriorsealth
The door pushed open again to let in a blast of frigid air, blocked almost immediately by a towering form.
The door started to close again slowly, but was hurried along by the press of a large, heavily muscled tail almost as long as a grown man.
Sealth took up nearly the entire door frame for a moment, until it fully sealed and he approached his commanding officers.
Unlike them, the orca Totem Warrior was barely clothed in standard; simple cargo pants as would be worn by MechWarriors of any sort, intended to be made into shorts with quick application of built in zippers and fabric straps, and a sleeveless top that barely covered most of his torso.
The mounting points for his cooling vest, enhanced to match his formidable physic, were also present.
He was ready to go at a moments notice, and his face showed it.
His Orca was still being prepped, converted for its own dance upon the grand stage of war, but it would be ready well before the officially designated launch time for the operation.
Tolki was overseeing that as well from inside the machine; his pod-mate would ensure its proper completion.
Leaving him time to get a final briefing, and any last minute changes to the orders.
A short sniff.
"Is there a breach in a fuel line somewhere? I swear that I smell hot fusion exhaust..."
A longer one, followed by the large, bowled head turning to see what Melissa was eating.
"Taking advantage of our enhanced resistances, ma'am?" He noted dryly.
@is-the-battlemech-cool-or-not
Reading the battletech romance novel hungry like the wolf, and finished the first chapter and gods i am so happy the got an actual romance author to write it because its so good, and also was not expecting for the leads to be so immediately cooked. Like gods this whole thing is gonna be a feast seeing everything fall into place, and i havent even gotten to the mech fights which from what ive seen should be as hilarious as they are well written
Do I have to read this now? I think I probably do
You really should. It's very good, and CGL can kiss my ass for trying to say it's non-canonical.
Tell em its in-universe smut, lol. Sea Fox wrote it.
That was the justification they used for the April Fools joke that originally featured the idea. Complete with fake names and everything.
But the real book itself uses all the real names, and, based on my reading of it and IlKhan's Eyes Only, the events of the book slot in perfectly fine with the timeline given to us in IKEO.
Ofc none of the events are mentioned in IKEO, but that's presented as an in-universe document. It stands to reason that the IlKhan might not want everyone to know about his infatuation with a random Terran, and so it's not in the official records.
Honestly it could be very easy to declare as Apocryphal, if CGL weren't cowards.
It does seem like they put a lot of work into whats basically a joke novel, yeah. ESPECIALLY if it fits so well with IKEO
My thinking is they'll eventually declare it apocryphal.
I just don't trust Sarna's citation of a screenshot of the Line Dev's Discord status as genuine word of God on matter.
That's not word of god by any stretch of the imagination, no.
Reading the battletech romance novel hungry like the wolf, and finished the first chapter and gods i am so happy the got an actual romance author to write it because its so good, and also was not expecting for the leads to be so immediately cooked. Like gods this whole thing is gonna be a feast seeing everything fall into place, and i havent even gotten to the mech fights which from what ive seen should be as hilarious as they are well written
Do I have to read this now? I think I probably do
You really should. It's very good, and CGL can kiss my ass for trying to say it's non-canonical.
Tell em its in-universe smut, lol. Sea Fox wrote it.
That was the justification they used for the April Fools joke that originally featured the idea. Complete with fake names and everything.
But the real book itself uses all the real names, and, based on my reading of it and IlKhan's Eyes Only, the events of the book slot in perfectly fine with the timeline given to us in IKEO.
Ofc none of the events are mentioned in IKEO, but that's presented as an in-universe document. It stands to reason that the IlKhan might not want everyone to know about his infatuation with a random Terran, and so it's not in the official records.
Honestly it could be very easy to declare as Apocryphal, if CGL weren't cowards.
It does seem like they put a lot of work into whats basically a joke novel, yeah. ESPECIALLY if it fits so well with IKEO
Reading the battletech romance novel hungry like the wolf, and finished the first chapter and gods i am so happy the got an actual romance author to write it because its so good, and also was not expecting for the leads to be so immediately cooked. Like gods this whole thing is gonna be a feast seeing everything fall into place, and i havent even gotten to the mech fights which from what ive seen should be as hilarious as they are well written
Do I have to read this now? I think I probably do
You really should. It's very good, and CGL can kiss my ass for trying to say it's non-canonical.
Tell em its in-universe smut, lol. Sea Fox wrote it.
Tumblr Users, have you ever, at any point in your life, watched at least one episode of Supernatural?
Yes
No
Curious as to just how many people have watched this fandom juggernaut
Trump is probably going to remove the TikTok ban shortly after his inauguration and secure a chunk of the youth vote.
Lol…literally lmao. Enjoy the propaganda👍
Remember, everybody, that Trump started this thing. He literally did. And now he's pretending to fix the situation he caused.
Everybody who thinks Trump is saving anything here is a sucker.
dont talk to me if you don’t know that this, recruits, is a 20-kilo ferrous slug. Feel the weight! Every five seconds, the main gun of an Everest-class dreadnought accelerates one to 1.3 percent of light speed! It impacts with the force of a 38-kiloton bomb! That is three times the yield of the city buster dropped on Hiroshima back on Earth. That means: Sir Isaac Newton is the deadliest son of a bitch in space. Now! Serviceman Burnside! What is Newton’s First Law?
An object in motion stays in motion Sir!
No credit for partial answers, maggot!
Sir! Unless acted upon by an outside force, sir!
Damn straight! I dare to assume you ignorant jackasses know that space is empty! Once you fire this hunk of metal, it keeps going till it hits something. That can be a ship. Or the planet behind that ship. It might go off into deep space and hit somebody else in ten thousand years! If you pull the trigger on this, you are ruining someone’s day, somewhere and sometime. That is why you check your damn targets! That is why you wait for the computer to give you a damn firing solution! That is why, Serviceman Chung, we do not “eyeball it!” This is a weapon of mass destruction! You are not a cowboy shooting from the hip!
BTW, the reason this speech is directed to Serviceman Chung is because it’s named after Winchell Chung, creator of the amazing Atomic Rockets, a great site all about rockets and science and science fiction. The site has been around since the 90s (it started as a spreedsheet!) and it’s one of those fun ones you can get lost in for a whole day.
ooooh, so we're not even a LITTLE bit gonna pretend it wasn't all a political stunt
just. as a reminder.
Oh yeah. This was 100% some kind of stunt. The very direct mention of the orange fucker isn’t subtle.
Trump isn't president [again] until tomorrow. He doesn't have the legal power to do anything until then.
As president, he can't unilaterally overturn a law that the Supreme Court - somehow - ruled isn't unconstitutional, but he could be really lax about the execution of the law.
I'm thinking it's going to be really important these next few years to emphasize what the president can and cannot legally do.
"Hehehehehehehehe." *scampering out of a cave followed by the muffled Krump of a high explosive*
What have you done now?
"I found a stash of Userper related artifacts. Some one had their hold out bunker down there. Flags, and such. It is no longer a issue. The necrosia sometimes reveals things that should be forgotten."
An Amaris holdout bunker. Fascinating. Slather it all in gravy and burn it.
Thinking about her... (Tian-Zong)
Furthermore, House Davion must be destroyed.
Having the primary weapons mounted that high would make it an excellent cover brawler. Especially in urban environments with low buildings.
