I step into the bar, my prescence muffles the droning of voices and clattering of glasses but does not extinguish it. I stand in the doorway a moment, allowing my eyes to adjust to the dank pit's poor illumination. I do not remove my sunglasses, instead letting my eyes work harder to acclimate themselves through the additional filter. Slowly the other patrons of the bar turn and notice my tall figure wrapped in a dark leather co
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Callsign : Libra - 1
Current BattleMech : Sunder Leviathan
Loadout : 4 ER Large Lasers, 1 Clan LBX AC20, 3 ER Medium Lasers, 1 Clan LRM20, LAMS
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Current BattleMech : Sunder Leviathan
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I don't think that we have a more inventive Legionnaire here. Stunning that you can draw a picture so well with both words and a pencil with equal skill.
Good to have you again!
Now get to posting all ye lolligaggers, we've got a prison to escape!
Now get to posting all ye lolligaggers, we've got a prison to escape!
Zhukov is dead. Won't need to worry too much about him.
It was pretty messy too...
It was pretty messy too...
Gahk!
Life's reaally hitting me hard right now (so is the alcohol but those are different stories...)
Please pardon my scattered appearences, I'm locking down some financial, job, girl and social issues at the moment. Charge forth to victory and I'll butt in when I can. I just need a bit more stability in my life before I can dedicate myself much more than this.
Have fun.
Life's reaally hitting me hard right now (so is the alcohol but those are different stories...)
Please pardon my scattered appearences, I'm locking down some financial, job, girl and social issues at the moment. Charge forth to victory and I'll butt in when I can. I just need a bit more stability in my life before I can dedicate myself much more than this.
Have fun.
I'm back! Life has slowed down a bit more for me, which is ironic to be able to say after getting my lip peirced and going to a rave yesterday. But the fact remains, I think its gonna be down hill for me for just a bit now.
Ben, should I draw up a loose breifing for the Op Idea we discussed?
Ben, should I draw up a loose breifing for the Op Idea we discussed?
I think its absolute insanity. As I made my way out from the shadow of the doorway and strode confidently in, everyone whipped around and gaped at me. Some were menacing and obviously angry that I had taken them off gaurd, they were probably clanners. Genuine confusion as to my identity were on the faces of others. Benjamin's eyebrows shot up to his hairline recognizing me instantly, just as quickly his jaw slackened as bewilder
"Captain Desparado...of course. Have you decided on a lance composition? We're going to be hot-dropping you in the vicinity of the Platform in the midst of a heavy combat situation, so you'll want to ensure you're equipped with the most maneuverable hardware you can get your hands on."
The Captain's de
The Captain's de
Any questions?
I steeped forward again. I didn't like the older man's attitude. He was far too power hungry, that hunger led men to their death's. Men who didn't deserve it, like maybe us. I opened my mouth and looked him right in the eye but thinking better of what I was going to say, I closed it again and step
I steeped forward again. I didn't like the older man's attitude. He was far too power hungry, that hunger led men to their death's. Men who didn't deserve it, like maybe us. I opened my mouth and looked him right in the eye but thinking better of what I was going to say, I closed it again and step
An hour after the breifing...
Look all I'm saying is that you owe me. I saved your ass once and now I'm calling in your favor! That was a comment that Jason could not ignore. He stopped the immature response of turning away and tinkering with the ankle joint on his mech and came nose to nose with me. He tightly grip
Look all I'm saying is that you owe me. I saved your ass once and now I'm calling in your favor! That was a comment that Jason could not ignore. He stopped the immature response of turning away and tinkering with the ankle joint on his mech and came nose to nose with me. He tightly grip
I WANT THOSE GODDAMMNED DEFENSES DOWN NOW! Sabre-3 and Sabre-4 You're on that Naval PPC battery, it poses the biggest threat to our boys. Sabre-2 Form up on me, I'm goin after that dammned Gauss rifle, maybe its explosion will depressurize a deck or two in the ship if we light it up right.
Acknowledgements rang thr
Acknowledgements rang thr
I knew full well that I couldn't do much against the Nova Cat's armor, my PPCs would be better used on other mechs. Ian raced forwards, the magnets on the Shadow Cat's feet, gripping tightly to the Hull of the warship. Sabre-2, Don't engage this lance yet, regroup with the others and then focus on that Nova Cat. I have a
My Maurader dashed across the hull of the battleship until I could see Sabre lance doing what they did best, winning battles. As I approached I took note of two stumps on the hull, they were remains of a mech, the powerful magnets in the feet still clung on. Ian was hard at work, hacking the Nova Cat to peices. Sabre-3's Mad Dog had issued an LRM salvo that brought the demise of the retreating Owens about. The chicken mech erupt
I sighed as I realized that the summoner was a poor choice in enemies. My Reflective armor had not taken its worst beating yet, but I was the heaviest mech in my lance, it wasn't an option to fight any other opponet. The buzz of an alarm warned of the missile lock that I was under, my LAMS stood ready for the Summoner's first salvo. He waited to round the stump of a Naval PPC turret before letting the LRMs fly. My LAMs disso
NOOOOOOOOOOOO!
A plume of flame erupted from the Command Super Structure of the Crimson Platform and the Ferroglass exploded outwards in so many innumerable fragments that it resembled cascading water. A freind that I had labors for so many years to get back to was gone and I was in shock, this had happened a few times before but experience never softened the blow. I was catatonic in my command couch, listening to the
A plume of flame erupted from the Command Super Structure of the Crimson Platform and the Ferroglass exploded outwards in so many innumerable fragments that it resembled cascading water. A freind that I had labors for so many years to get back to was gone and I was in shock, this had happened a few times before but experience never softened the blow. I was catatonic in my command couch, listening to the
I placed myself between Ian and the line of fire. I had no armor but I did have my Mag 90s. I leveled the two hand guns and pulled the triggers twice each and my bullets zipped through the dark corridor. There were two flashes where my bullets missed, sparking on the bulkheads behind the station's defenders. The other two projectiles him one in the sternum and neck. Jason's SMG rattled his hands as he struggled against the r
I was in serious pain, this fire fight needed to end quickly to put an end to my suffering. As I reloaded my Mag 90 once more, a package caught my eye. It was a crate of grenades. I kicked it open with my good leg and a few pineapples spilled out coccooned in packaging foam. I unwrapped two of them and took notice of a label on one. HYPER PLASMA FRAGMENTATION DEVICE
Dude...
What the f---?
I voted 'other.' There's nothing that even comes close to the robust flavor of a plate of Regulan Blood Worms, served steaming hot with a side of spit-roast Targ. Mmmmmmmmmmmmm. Taaaaarrrrrg.
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AMERICA! F*CK YEA! Here again to save the mutha f*ckin day, yea!
Thats a strange concept to me, how will they know if you don't have one?
Also quick question:
Flat = Apartment?
ROFL!!! This is me in Op I! Was I really such a hardass back then?
Man, I'm getting quite a kick outta that!
I'm afraid I don't understand you. Why don't you try putting this another way?
Like in English. Try that and see if it works out.
Heaven forbid. The Yorktown celebrations are far more dignified and patriotic.
It is, however, how celebrations are often carried out in some modern-day war-torn countries.
...and in downtown Newport News.
How I'll miss th
Aff, I whispered. Lets go back theough the hole in the armory to access the upper decks. If we're quiet enough the gaurds won't even realize that we've breached engineering. Captain Garland nodded in agreement and I motioned for Jason and Ian to follow us. We made our way hand by hand in the dark for a good while before Capt.
Ian and I floated past the lifeless bodies of a security team. Heavy amounts of fire had permeated the poor bastards, It was a mess getting through the death choked corridor. We worked our way past and continued on using my memorization of the map I had read earlier to guide us, and it worked for a while. A door we were supposed to take to transfer to another deck was locked down hard. A red light on the panel beside it glared at me
I slung my heavy laser rifle over my shoulder and used my hands to pull myself along the hallways, following Alex Thorn as fast as I could through them. We three made our way towards the hangar at best speed. I wondered about how we were going to find Captain Garland, Jason and General Maxwell but I dindn't have long to think about that. Alex Thorn collided with Captain Garland at a dark intersection. There were sounds of a fero
Desp is back. Tell a freind...
Seriously, I've been in the state of personal crisis for the last 2 years and now I'm stable again and best of all, back on the internet! w00t! Glad to c the group still together. Hope to resume Ops soon with a good Heavy mech. Prolly strait IS tech for an Op or two before anything fancy like an Omnimech.
Anyways, nice to be back! like the site layout.
Seriously, I've been in the state of personal crisis for the last 2 years and now I'm stable again and best of all, back on the internet! w00t! Glad to c the group still together. Hope to resume Ops soon with a good Heavy mech. Prolly strait IS tech for an Op or two before anything fancy like an Omnimech.
Anyways, nice to be back! like the site layout.
I want to get to know the posters here!
Mechs are implied but what else do you do?
I like Halo(glitching, speedrunning and LAN parties) and I also like the sauce, when at parties, I've always got a rum and coke in my hand. I care for a tropical aquarium and I'm a total movie buff.
Now its your turn...
Mechs are implied but what else do you do?
I like Halo(glitching, speedrunning and LAN parties) and I also like the sauce, when at parties, I've always got a rum and coke in my hand. I care for a tropical aquarium and I'm a total movie buff.
Now its your turn...
I've seen a few episodes of Brainiac! I love that show! Mythbusters is also great. As for Family guy, I have 3 of the 4 available boxed sets and am nearing completion of the Futurama DVDs.
responses arent mandatory but having fun with it is!
On second thought, I may do 2 pointless polls a week.
If I do then typical format is as shown above. A series of "good answers," and then something totally absurd. Have fun with it, input is encouraged! Lets up this post count in here!
On second thought, I may do 2 pointless polls a week.
If I do then typical format is as shown above. A series of "good answers," and then something totally absurd. Have fun with it, input is encouraged! Lets up this post count in here!
lol
I'll try my best never to vote first. It gives someone else a chance to have an unswayed opinion.
p.s. It was a double cheeseburger too...
I'll try my best never to vote first. It gives someone else a chance to have an unswayed opinion.
p.s. It was a double cheeseburger too...
For those unaware, this will be a space where my character gets fleshed out a little more and you get to see what happenes to him after OpII's disappearance. Please leave me a PM and tell me how you like it as I go. Cantina threads would also be just fine.
My breath was ragged. Her hands stretched out to me, dainty fingertips grazing mine. Her scream echoed through my head like a lightning strike. I would not lose her...
I awoke covered in sweat, the sheets were cold and were tightly wadded in my fists, I unclenched them and wiped my brow with a dry portion of the sheets. I sat up and was immediately lost, in an unfamiliar place. Wait, this place is familiar. I was in my qua
I awoke covered in sweat, the sheets were cold and were tightly wadded in my fists, I unclenched them and wiped my brow with a dry portion of the sheets. I sat up and was immediately lost, in an unfamiliar place. Wait, this place is familiar. I was in my qua
The air in the cockpit was warm and stale, the cooling vest kelt thet heat from being an issue but the air was still thick. I shifted impatiently in the hotseat waiting for the dropship to touch down. I had powered down and never left the Atlas during this voyage, not even to sleep. I had grown quite accustomed to the command couch and it felt more like home than anyplace else in the Inner Sphere or Clan worlds. A sudden sag in the c
Quick note to all those still in Sibkos, this post is rated PG-13. Nothing graphic but just to be responsable, I'm letting you know now or whatever it is that people say in disclaimers.
A loud boom that echoed through the hillside and interrupted our reunion. I'm getting you off planet,
A loud boom that echoed through the hillside and interrupted our reunion. I'm getting you off planet,
What time was it? The air was chill and everything was dark except for the blinding light emminating from the console before me. I had lost consiousness after the PPC overloaded the resistors in my neurohelmet. My head felt intenst pressure, most likely inflamation to the lining of my brain. My muscles were more sore than they've ever been. People often suffered crippling effects after having their neurohelmet become overloaded,
Shut down was unavoidable at this point. Sweat ran down my head steadily, soaking my cooling vest. The vest was tight with all of the fluids pumping through it trying to carry heat away from me. My harness kept me from being tilted out of my seat as the Atlas leaned forward in shutdown. With the reactor offline, myomer fibers no longer had the electricity that they needed to stay taught and therefore hold the assault mech fully upr
Recovery was rapid. Much of it was slept away, I was sedated often to allow my nervous system to rest while a myriad of drugs did their job. I was usually conscious for less than an hour each day. A nurse would come in and administer my treatments and she would make small talk with me. I was expected to make a full recovery within the week, there were others who had gone through less and would not be recovering as well. I had peiced
As a rankiong Legionnaire, I had access to the funds of our group. The temptation to utilize them was monsterous but I didn't feel right making the others pay for my mess. They had need enough of tht money. I thought it best to lay low for a while, not appear as a turn coat serving under another banner. A few months had passed and Small paying jobs here and there allowed me to slowly gather the money needed to at least rebuild t
It was nearly half of a year from the day that I had left Terra before I finally had accumulated enough money to repair my Atlas. It was no wonder that only the very wealthy and the Great Houses owned a battlemech, the cost was directly proportional to their size! The pain job was still ugly but that was a minor detail, a rouge mechwarrior needn't worry about the appearance of his assault mech. I had no one to impress. The m
All of me was quakeing, finally, I saw her again finally!
Commander Kyle Iscariot? Sounds like something you'd make up, and I'd know that face on a holovid anywhere.
Yea, its me. You've been watching?
Yes, I'
Commander Kyle Iscariot? Sounds like something you'd make up, and I'd know that face on a holovid anywhere.
Yea, its me. You've been watching?
Yes, I'
My muscles ached fiercly. It had been quite a struggle for me just to get into my battlemech but I had managed to crawl into the cockpit in the Atlas's skull an hour and a half before the Governor was to have even entered the hospital. I was crouched and shutdown listening for the "go command" from our hired Swiftwind. Ian, Jason Fahjad and I formed a peremeter a Kilometer out from the hospital shutdown and hidden from
The heat of my passion was amplified by my battle mech's frightening arsenal and I channeled it on the first visibale target, the Harrier Camoflauged Thanatos. My quad Large lasers scorched the arm bearing the large caliber autocannon right off the chassis leaving the declawed infighter to retaliate with a load of MRMs. I ignored their impact and focused the rest of my weapons on a leg, the gyros fought hard against the tempest
I sat on my office aboard the Svetlana with my feet propped up on my desk dozing lightly. I still wore my dress clothes, seeing no reason to remove them. The compensation from the governor was handsome indeed thanks to the bonuses awarded for units destroyed. I had taken the rest of the day off after the official ceremony held in our honor for invaluable service. I had done it simply for the sake of being polite, I didn't
The large doors of the Svetlana parted before the four of us, revealing the Industial city of Nasew on Vega VII. The warm air rushed in to equalize with the slightly lower pressure aboard out Union class dropship. The air recyclers and filters never could quite do a through job with scrubbing the air and subsequently the air aboard smelled of sweat and a mild odor of mildew. After being exposed to it for several weeks, the dur
As this woman finished speaking the side door of the room opened and there entered two men. They shook hands and made parting comments before one of them left. The man remaining was a tall broad-shouldered man with blazing red hair. One wouldn't describe him as being a fat man, but no one would claim that he was particularly well muscled either. He was clad in a snug looking suit of the latest style. His smile was framed by well
The bastards had made us. Jason had done the best that he could out manuvering the flanking dropships of the Grey Death Legion's Black Seraphs. They managed to track the purchase from Xander Cole and our units spending to the jumpship we'd hired to transport our dropship the hell away from Vega VII and that much closer away from Kuritan space. Our carrier was a civilian transport and had jettisoned us immediately after the B
Let me know how I'm doin! Cantina threads of PMs are just fine.
After several hours of scouring the terrain, we had at last ran out of savannah to stomp tracks into. The open grasslands were contained by a thick mountainous ridge we began to venture up. No sign of Jason yet but he could follow our trail, we left three
After several hours of scouring the terrain, we had at last ran out of savannah to stomp tracks into. The open grasslands were contained by a thick mountainous ridge we began to venture up. No sign of Jason yet but he could follow our trail, we left three
I was hammered out of a wary slumber but a loud thump. I was in total shutdown in a dark cockpit, water outside came halfway up the glass. I looked out the window trying to determine what had happened. Fajhad was visable, a light in his cockpit showed him frantically signalling me with his hands. He was trying to maintain radio silence. He brought his hands up and held out his hand with his fingers spread on one hand and two more ra
Where the Kitfox fell, an Uller raced to replace it. My firepower went to it, hoping to exterminate its sizable payload and speed before it became a huge problem. My PPCs were dead on, as usual but the AC rounds fell shy of their intended target. I had failed to lead far enough to compensate for the distance and instead its left side took the punishment. Again my alarms blared and indicated a launch was on its way. It never came, my
I threw the throttle into full reverse and stompped both of my jump pedals, I needed to be out of those wide spread arm's reach and fast. A valiant effort but it wasn't fast enough. I had lift but took two gauss rounds in the legs, if I was grounded it probably would've knocked me down. I pulsed my jets and glided forwards, firing down on the head of my Goliath like attacker. LRMs flew under my mech and circled around, h
Read on to the next chapter of The Path of a MechWarrior, Shadows and Dust
Thanks alot! I need some filler to explain my character's sudden disappearance other than just, "POOF!" Plus i think that I'm on here more than anyone now and it gives me something to do. After this is done, I'll fill up the practice Simulations. It'll take me a while to fill this though. I neede to come up with two year of material for my character and I want to do some flashbacks also. I plan on making this a very interesting read for any who'd like to see
Few mechs are so stand alone like a Mad cat. Atlas functions very well in a team but my story begins with the mech that I had and be leaving the team. It can be very good for all sorts of tasks. My loadout (was in the old sig) featured the main punch of 4 ERLarge Lasers, 3 cUltra AC2's 2 cLRM 15's and Medium lasers to fill in the cracks. Well adapted to fill all sorts of needs. Brawler, Ranged Grinder, frontline assault, escort and due to the speed upgrade, even a garrison mech with limi
I love rock and 80s metal but lately I've been DLing a lot of Trance and House. Tryin to figure out where I can get some more good electronic music from...
I've been using Limewire, its perfect for my Virus proof Mac! I'v pretty much sucked it dry of everything I want. (fast connection like you can't believe) I need like a different network or PTP to trade on for more!
Dude... What the f---?
I've got a lot of things that I want to pull out, its going to be a totally epic struggle for control of the exterior of that cruiser. But, I'm not a post hog and I'm waiting for everyone to post. We're in the heat of battle and still, its kinda lethargic. Few posts really kills the intensity of the action.
I'll wait until the insurgents get further before drawing out another heavy conflict. Til then, I have my own tale.
I'll wait until the insurgents get further before drawing out another heavy conflict. Til then, I have my own tale.
Which one makes you drool most?
QUOTE(Major Benjamin Maxwell @ Aug 23 2006, 11:25 AM) [snapback]1612[/snapback]
I voted 'other.' There's nothing that even comes close to the robust flavor of a plate of Regulan Blood Worms, served steaming hot with a side of spit-roast Targ. Mmmmmmmmmmmmm. Taaaaarrrrrg.
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Damn! Too late to change my vote. I'm going to officially make it "Cajun Food." nothins better that some authentic gumbo and jambalya with a gigantic biscut! God I love that stuff...
Nah, I've got a cast-iron stomach. Plus, i'm part Cajun, All Texan. Spicy foods are no match for me! Except some Indian Food. A few things are totally like molten death.
Immodium, Acetone and Hydrochloric acid, eh? I can find all of those fairly easily!
I can do that... Tell me, it it violently volitle or just mildly combustable?
I plan on getting myself into trouble. :-D
I can do that... Tell me, it it violently volitle or just mildly combustable?
I plan on getting myself into trouble. :-D
I'm a bit confused...
O_o?
O_o?
Please share your favorite cut of steak as well, Examples are Rib Eye, T-Bone, Strip, Porter House, Sirloin, ect...
I can't think of too many things better than a Bourbon Street New Strip Steak cooked Medium Rare. Still juicy and the marinade hasn't been cooked out quite yet. Its a lot of different flavors but its cooked just enough to break down all of the toughest bonds. IMHO Cooking a steak well done defeats the purpose entirely.
Gimme your top 5 or more if you'd like!
Its always fun when movie nerds chat together!
Its always fun when movie nerds chat together!
Vanilla Sky
Matckstick Men
Fight Club
Stark Raving Mad
Donnie Darko
Matckstick Men
Fight Club
Stark Raving Mad
Donnie Darko
AMERICA! F*CK YEA! Here again to save the mutha f*ckin day, yea! Thats a strange concept to me, how will they know if you don't have one?
Also quick question:
Flat = Apartment?
Good luck to you with your home!
Its kind interesting to have learned that, I don't even watch TV and I'm intregued.
Its kind interesting to have learned that, I don't even watch TV and I'm intregued.
Internet is my addiction. I don't even play Halo anymore because I got the internet.
Halo has Godzilla sized popularity in America so thats saying something!
Halo has Godzilla sized popularity in America so thats saying something!
Sh!t happens but how often do you try to post?
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"Ground support - would you kindly rendezvous at my coordinates and escort our "guest" to his new quarters? I'm sure he'll find the Aloha deck quite accomodating."
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Ya know, thats the funny thing about war crimes, you need evidence or witnesses to prove them. Simply erradicate these two things and you are practically innocent.
ROFL!!! This is me in Op I! Was I really such a hardass back then?
Man, I'm getting quite a kick outta that!
Where were you when you found out?
Honestly, I'm a bad kinda guy. I've tried drugs before, I drink, I don't go to church anymore, I curse far more than is acceptable beyond my own social circles however wide they may be and my closet is full of all kinds of skeletons. For some of the stupid things that I've done, I should be in jail. I'm what many would look right past or even baulk in disgust if my charisma never got a shot at them. Even I was affected by this, it was a punch in the stomach to me.
In India they produce Holy Crap.
Thats friggin gross...
Thats friggin gross...
Please select which one you think you are most like in real life and why. Try to refrain from choosing your favorites and examine the specific traits they all have while in action.
The Mad Kat Mk II is a workhorse, yet a specialized one at the same time. For an assault mech, it can fill a variety of roles, from frontline to super sniper. However, it has its drawbacks. Ammo restrictions prevent it being effective during prolonged periods of combat but it is still a very valuable battlefeild asset, nearly unstoppable when paired with any number of other mechs.
I'm kinda like that. Works well alone, kicks ass with others!
I'm kinda like that. Works well alone, kicks ass with others!
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Elsewhere...
[ - Soundtrack - ]
Word of Blake Reeducation Camp RBMU 105
Kittery, Former Territory of House Davion
30 October 3069
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The first labor shift of the day came too soon for my tastes. I made it a point to never to anything productive to the Word's operations. Mainly when I worked, I was a common "rock breaker," any work that accomplished something helpful to the Word usually ended in me getting beaten and thrown back into my cell. Today luckily was a pointless task, which required me being yanked from my cell. Several others from my detent
[ - Soundtrack - ]
Word of Blake Reeducation Camp RBMU 105
Kittery, Former Territory of House Davion
30 October 3069
___________________________________
The first labor shift of the day came too soon for my tastes. I made it a point to never to anything productive to the Word's operations. Mainly when I worked, I was a common "rock breaker," any work that accomplished something helpful to the Word usually ended in me getting beaten and thrown back into my cell. Today luckily was a pointless task, which required me being yanked from my cell. Several others from my detent
Rhythmic tapping with the handle of my flat edged tool telegraphed the morse code message to Major Reade's cell. A man of his military experiance was sure to know Morse code and I began my message. Word... From... Group... 2... Resistance... Found...
I picked up pickpocketing gaurds when they weren't paying attention an
I picked up pickpocketing gaurds when they weren't paying attention an
Genaral Maxwell was shoved rudely out the door, he looked to be in about the same condition. Batterd and tired. My current physical state didn't prevent the fire in my blood from burning in my veins. Ian was physically not much worse than when she had entered the room, psycologically it was a different story. My face was tight with anger, both eyes were pouring tears hotter than molten ferrosteel alloy. Adrenaline coursed through
A smile spread across my face at Major Reade's new toy. Reckless... I like your style Major. He nodded, returning my grin, quickly hiding the taser safely.
A few hours passed slowly in my cell befoer a routine interrogation team was dispatched to manhandle me into that familiar room for a chit chat with Lt.Schuvaltz. I wa
A few hours passed slowly in my cell befoer a routine interrogation team was dispatched to manhandle me into that familiar room for a chit chat with Lt.Schuvaltz. I wa
I sat shaking violently in the corner of my cell farthest from the door trying to nurse my freshly stitched wound. The incision on my back from where they placed an implant at the base of my spine was made carelessly and with anestesia that was far too weak for my taste. I could feel everything that was happening to me as I was strapped screaming on that operating table. Every twitch of the technician's hand, every hole the stit
I was escorted back to my cell under heavy gaurd. It was the first time that I've left that room with out being knocked out. As I was led back to my cell I noticed that there were many different people in their cells. People who had not previously been occupiying them. The old denizens were gone and many new faces replaced them. Most likely the second prisoner compound had relocated the contained inmates and consolidated them in
Major Reade spoke softly with Sergeant Hobson as I began the scabby breifing in a low whisper, watching the light from under the door being interrupted by passersby outside.
Alright. We're moving now, I don't know if anyone else is alive. I don't care frankly, if anyone else is on the way then we'll grab them too if it isn't too risky. We can't be detected at all.
Alright. We're moving now, I don't know if anyone else is alive. I don't care frankly, if anyone else is on the way then we'll grab them too if it isn't too risky. We can't be detected at all.
A legitimate question. Though it seems that the Liberty is still in working order, it will raise some alert if it powers up because as far as I can tell the Blakists don't have access to the controls or they would've moved it by now. If we try to launch in that ship they'll be all over us. It may be a bit more low key if we take one of their ships into orbit. They wouldn't suspect much at first if one of their own ships powers up, we'll probably take whatever fire tha
I nodded at Lt.Norrington's suggestion, they'll be too busy containing the blaze and trying to relocate assets possibly at risk to pay much attention to other matters.
Thats perfect, exactly what we need. I know there are many by the vehical hangers and they'll be needed a lot of personell to move their vehicals away from the blaze. Their manpower will be stretched thin until
Thats perfect, exactly what we need. I know there are many by the vehical hangers and they'll be needed a lot of personell to move their vehicals away from the blaze. Their manpower will be stretched thin until
NOW!
I arose from my low stoop, the pain in my back exploding as I did and burst into the fastest gallop I could manage. I stuck to the shadows until they fell short of the fences surrounding the gantries. The Liberty no doubt had technicians all over it, trying to gain access to the data in the computers. I couldn't consider it as a viable option for that reason. Once my feet hit the ground I spat b
I arose from my low stoop, the pain in my back exploding as I did and burst into the fastest gallop I could manage. I stuck to the shadows until they fell short of the fences surrounding the gantries. The Liberty no doubt had technicians all over it, trying to gain access to the data in the computers. I couldn't consider it as a viable option for that reason. Once my feet hit the ground I spat b
The door before me was a heavy pressure door, on it was the red Hand of Blake and around in was the ship's registration, it surrounded the hand in a circle proclaiming The Star Of Terra. The hand parted in the middle as the door opened, I was totally unprepaired for what awaited me. There were bodies stacked up on either side of the narrow airlock, all Blakist crewmen and gaurds. At the back stood Jason who threw another
Awesome, good idea considering that most of this op will not involve vehicals.
I was fond of the Dreams of Avarice. Quite an impressive ship, it is a real pity to lose such a gem. I also liked that it was a quasi-tool of "evil." Grey is a wonderful color...
As for the Ops, mine would probably one from Pre OP I. It was a blast fighting with Lynx back in the day, I can't recall the name of the Op but we were to defend a capital city from a formidable land invasion and I was given a tank group to form on my Atlas. Awesome pwnage!
As for the Ops, mine would probably one from Pre OP I. It was a blast fighting with Lynx back in the day, I can't recall the name of the Op but we were to defend a capital city from a formidable land invasion and I was given a tank group to form on my Atlas. Awesome pwnage!
I did notice that the DoA was "at least shot down", not a confirmed destruction.
The tanks would be cool but once I build my assault mech again. It may be a few Ops but I'll get some rescources built up. I LOVE the Atlas but I'd like to try something newer to me.
The tanks would be cool but once I build my assault mech again. It may be a few Ops but I'll get some rescources built up. I LOVE the Atlas but I'd like to try something newer to me.
What is your favorite Middle Eastern/Mediterrainean dish?
Just came back from a hooka bar and I was inspired by the cuisine.
Just came back from a hooka bar and I was inspired by the cuisine.
No no no! You thinking of Klingon cuisine and the dish you're thinging of is Gogh (Pronounced like gawk with a soft K)
Falaffel is great! Its fried chick peas.
My fave, unless someone says something about batata de shawz (a potatoe stew with chicken rice and tons of parsley and lemon juice usually served with rice and yogurt)
Falaffel is great! Its fried chick peas.
My fave, unless someone says something about batata de shawz (a potatoe stew with chicken rice and tons of parsley and lemon juice usually served with rice and yogurt)
MmMmMm... Packed in Targ Blood does sound good.
The conversation comes up seemingly every week so I figured, "what the hell?"
And now you're getting asked once more. Have fun!
P.S. Don't bother polling if she's standing over your shoulder. Come back and do it later! :-D
And now you're getting asked once more. Have fun!
P.S. Don't bother polling if she's standing over your shoulder. Come back and do it later! :-D
Yea I had a redhead and I was totally lovin her hair. Natural Reds are totally hawt.
I'm with a brunettes now, shes not too bad either but nothing gets hotter for me than red heads.
I'm with a brunettes now, shes not too bad either but nothing gets hotter for me than red heads.
Yea my brunette has highlights of red that turned out to be a lighter looking brunette. I'm cool with highlights but original color is a big thing for most guys I talk to.
I like when they use that shampoo that smells like Fruit Loops cereal.
Awesome!
Awesome!
1. YOUR ROCK STAR NAME: (first pet & current street name)
Shadow Cooper (I like that alot, thats sweet)
2. YOUR GANGSTA NAME: (fav icecream flavor,favorite cookie)
Vanilla Oreo
3. YOUR "FLY Guy/Girl" NAME: (first initial of first name, first three letters of your middle name)
J Ran
4. YOUR DETECTIVE NAME: (favorite color, favorite animal)
Red Wolf
5. YOUR SOAP OPERA NAME: (middle name, city where you were born)
Ra
Shadow Cooper (I like that alot, thats sweet)
2. YOUR GANGSTA NAME: (fav icecream flavor,favorite cookie)
Vanilla Oreo
3. YOUR "FLY Guy/Girl" NAME: (first initial of first name, first three letters of your middle name)
J Ran
4. YOUR DETECTIVE NAME: (favorite color, favorite animal)
Red Wolf
5. YOUR SOAP OPERA NAME: (middle name, city where you were born)
Ra
Porn Name = Feirce Bates
OMFGROFL!
OMFGROFL!
Oh yea, Battletech nerds reppin'!
Show your knowledge!
Show your knowledge!
My personal hero is Victor Steiner-Davion. How can you not love the Davion family?
Fair rule, noble purposes and unflinching bravery in the face of any task. Victor always acts with intent also, never attacking in a haughty rage or self righteous jihad. He fought the clans several times, dodged assasination attempts, led the New Star League and even served as the lead for Comstar at one point. That kind of courage is nothing short of remarkable.
Fair rule, noble purposes and unflinching bravery in the face of any task. Victor always acts with intent also, never attacking in a haughty rage or self righteous jihad. He fought the clans several times, dodged assasination attempts, led the New Star League and even served as the lead for Comstar at one point. That kind of courage is nothing short of remarkable.
Decked out in full Kabuki war makeup eh?
I just got home so here goes:
Wallet
Pocket Lint
Keychain
Cellphone
Name tag from work
Wadded money owed me
I just got home so here goes:
Wallet
Pocket Lint
Keychain
Cellphone
Name tag from work
Wadded money owed me
Thank you for sharing.
You have my permission to crawl in a hole and die now.
You have my permission to crawl in a hole and die now.
Cangrats to
Captain Garret Garland
Captain Garret Garland
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I'm afraid I don't understand you. Why don't you try putting this another way?
Like in English. Try that and see if it works out.
QUOTE(Major Benjamin Maxwell @ Nov 15 2006, 12:23 AM) [snapback]2244[/snapback]
Heaven forbid. The Yorktown celebrations are far more dignified and patriotic.
It is, however, how celebrations are often carried out in some modern-day war-torn countries.
...and in downtown Newport News.
How I'll miss th
I've got a fever. And the only perscription is more cowbell action.
At ease. I'm always up during weird times like that making sure we aren't going to be overrun by
The Word Of Blake
The Word Of Blake
Present itsself indeed.
The pair whirled around bearing astonished faces, I caught them off gaurd. Charles Maxwell started at me harshly.
Shouldn't you be helping with the transferr process to the Verdun?
I glanced up from the impressive amount of empty containters before me and realized that I was sitting in the middle of bedlam central. All around me raged the bar in a drunker rage, stirred by something unknown, probably nothing at all. I was in a duldrum of the activity, the combatants had left the bar and fought in the central area of the catina. I held up my C-bill card to the barkeeper and he processed my tab immediately. His c
The pair whirled around bearing astonished faces, I caught them off gaurd. Charles Maxwell started at me harshly.
Shouldn't you be helping with the transferr process to the Verdun?
I glanced up from the impressive amount of empty containters before me and realized that I was sitting in the middle of bedlam central. All around me raged the bar in a drunker rage, stirred by something unknown, probably nothing at all. I was in a duldrum of the activity, the combatants had left the bar and fought in the central area of the catina. I held up my C-bill card to the barkeeper and he processed my tab immediately. His c
I Staggered through the dim tunnels, passing people every once and then. They were mostly hanging around large open areas and I couldn't blame them. A lot of this place was a bit claustrophobic and if you were going to meet in a group down here, you needed a bit more space that a maintinence corridor. Graffiti on the walls indicated that a large part of what I was seeing was once gang territory. The crude images lasered into the
My breathing was ragged and loud. I spat but much of it was a spray that settled over the shoulder I turned to. Its funny how comfortable you were being covered with your own blood, yet a few drops from another person and most people were repulsed. I shook my head violently tossing beads of sweat off of my wet hair. The cheering was deafening but I couldn't here it, I was somewhere else. The man who was tapped on the shoulder la
Piling through different and isolated inventory systems for battlemechs in decent enough condition was hard enough. I banged my head against the console in my quarters for the better part of five hours in search of better mechs. We had been paid well but our mechs were all blasted into scrap and very few still usable items. Trade didn't quite yeild our investment but the additional funding from the Vivaris fiasco helped. I had a
Wind blew with frightening force. My Gyros and actuators compendsated for the extreme conditions in the blizzard whirling around me. My tall atlas was catching a lot of atmospheric turbulence and shifted slightly against the icy cold invisible hand shoving it. I was shivering in the cockpit, battlemechs rarely had heating systems, after all they weren't meant for creature comfort. My systems were all go save for my sensors. They
Mechwarrior Gabriel, begin.
The Ghost Bear SaKahn permitted the Summoner to begin. As it entered the crater, I acheived a definate lock, its radar signature was directly behind me. The eager pilot had obviously not acheived a bloodname yet and was eager to disply his prowess in battle before the SaKahn. I took a few hits as I
The Ghost Bear SaKahn permitted the Summoner to begin. As it entered the crater, I acheived a definate lock, its radar signature was directly behind me. The eager pilot had obviously not acheived a bloodname yet and was eager to disply his prowess in battle before the SaKahn. I took a few hits as I
I charged at full speed towards the radar signature of the Clan Timber Wolf. The blip grew closer and closer but no action yet. Now a warning of missile lock, not a pair of PPCs or Large Lasers through the frozen air, nothing. Something was wrong, I began beckpedalling, spraying autocannon slugs blindly into the air before me. The dim setting sun was fading in the sky and the storm that eclipsed me was graying from its pure white co
I could see the remnants of the Timberwolf, the fires and smoke had faded, most likely already frozen over and snuffed out. Above it my cross hairs hovered, searching for a mark. Quick as a bird of prey, the Shadow Cat swooped down from the sky, landing hard on the missile racks of the derelect heavy mech. My lasers missed their intended target due to the speed of my opponet's descent. Before I could acheive a missile lock, he l
The final warrior advanced, stomping right up to me with all weapons bristling. The frothing speech that fouled the comm was almost equally hot. I was beginning to loose feeling in my fingers and toes, they were numb with cold. My skin shaped into a rough texture as a new wave of goosebumps washed over me. The Clanner came at me hard, twin erPPCs and a Pair of Gauss Rifles cut through the trubulent air like a scapel. Half of the vol
With my ECM Gaurdian suite, I could see him through my scopes, but he could not see me at this range. He fired blindly into the storm diminutively, missing wide but the display of his agression was clear.
The best warriors of the Inner Sphere always turn tail and run! Our clan's noble breeding programs are for genetic
The best warriors of the Inner Sphere always turn tail and run! Our clan's noble breeding programs are for genetic
Well as of late I've been piling through the histories in rich detail of the Innersphere as a whole. Backwards, forwards and so such and one thing that seems to have had the biggest impact upon the history of the galaxy was the Star League. Well you may be thinking, no duh, but consider what came because of it.
-The creation of the most advanced technology ever created in madkind's history, nearly a millinea later many things are still don't come close to compairing. Star
-The creation of the most advanced technology ever created in madkind's history, nearly a millinea later many things are still don't come close to compairing. Star
If you're nerd enough to understand it it'll offer you an interesting new veiw on the Word of Blake and Comstar.
Give it a read, you'll enjoy it I'm sure.
Give it a read, you'll enjoy it I'm sure.
You don't know the history?
I haven't read a single book but I've researched quite a bit through numerous online data bases.
I guess if you appreciate the suprise that much you should book mark this thread and come back to it much later.
I haven't read a single book but I've researched quite a bit through numerous online data bases.
I guess if you appreciate the suprise that much you should book mark this thread and come back to it much later.
I've been watching Florida on and off all season and from what I've seen, I like their offense a lot.
Really it doesn't matter to me, I was going for Ohio and I'm glad that they stompped Michigan out of the running. There's this obnoxious dude at work always talking about how awesome Mich. is and blah blah blah. Its nice to hear him quiet :-)
Really it doesn't matter to me, I was going for Ohio and I'm glad that they stompped Michigan out of the running. There's this obnoxious dude at work always talking about how awesome Mich. is and blah blah blah. Its nice to hear him quiet :-)
Create a Thor that you would pilot. What weapons would you put on it? Engine upgrades? Create something unique, its got the hardpoints to do almost anything.
For dueling and tournament style combat, I have a mean variant based around 2 Clan Ultra AC 2s and 1 Clan Ultra AC 5 with medium lasers and a modest Clan LRM 15 to support. With the differing firing rates on the autocannons, I can keep somone's crosshairs bouncing the entire time unless they spent the insane tonnage to equip an advanced gyro. It can't fly and it takes a cut in speed but that doesn't matter, It doesn't have to when you can't hit it.
For mission base
For mission base
Captain Desparado reporting
I gonna say heavy but all of the mechs I'm thinking of are prolly clan tech or are very recent. I'm crossing my fingers for another Maurader but if not we'll see what happens. Heavy or Medium preferred.
I gonna say heavy but all of the mechs I'm thinking of are prolly clan tech or are very recent. I'm crossing my fingers for another Maurader but if not we'll see what happens. Heavy or Medium preferred.
Lt Ian Reilley profficient in medium mechs, ankle biting tactics
Sargent Jason Harris heavy/medium preferred excellent brawler but enjoys fire support and indirect roles better.
I can use them as placement fillers but also I can eleminate one if need be. I've been thinking about doing that very thing for a few weeks but won't make any fianl choice until I draw The Reunion and the current timeline together.
Sargent Jason Harris heavy/medium preferred excellent brawler but enjoys fire support and indirect roles better.
I can use them as placement fillers but also I can eleminate one if need be. I've been thinking about doing that very thing for a few weeks but won't make any fianl choice until I draw The Reunion and the current timeline together.
Can't wait for this list to come out!
Damn those clanners! They've got all the cool mechs!
The only IS mechs I care for have been recently comissioned or are assault class!
Blah! Research isn't yeilding pleasing results either but it will be a lot more realistic. I think it'd be better if we literally drew mechs names from a hat and said that it was the best we could do.
The only IS mechs I care for have been recently comissioned or are assault class!
Blah! Research isn't yeilding pleasing results either but it will be a lot more realistic. I think it'd be better if we literally drew mechs names from a hat and said that it was the best we could do.
Here's the catch: You must answer these questions two:
Question the first:
What are you thankful for in the battletech universe? Doubleheat sinks? Omni technology? Shiny X-Pulse lasers? A certain faction or acheivement or historical event in the BT universe.
Question the second:
Outside of this site, what are you really thankful for?
Question the first:
What are you thankful for in the battletech universe? Doubleheat sinks? Omni technology? Shiny X-Pulse lasers? A certain faction or acheivement or historical event in the BT universe.
Question the second:
Outside of this site, what are you really thankful for?
^^ROFL!!^^
1. I'm grateful for Clan tech. With out it, my variants would be quite lack luster and unimpressive. I'd have to compromise too much and not pack as much firepower.
2. I'm thankful for my job which allows me to provide for myself. I'm thankful that I'm independant and no longer much of a burden on anyone else. Its a big deal and kinda of an ego boost for a young guy like me!
1. I'm grateful for Clan tech. With out it, my variants would be quite lack luster and unimpressive. I'd have to compromise too much and not pack as much firepower.
2. I'm thankful for my job which allows me to provide for myself. I'm thankful that I'm independant and no longer much of a burden on anyone else. Its a big deal and kinda of an ego boost for a young guy like me!
I *heart* Pie
Oh, BTW, happy Thanksgiving
I'm off to see the others with my bloodname.
Oh, BTW, happy Thanksgiving
I'm off to see the others with my bloodname.
Nothin better than the favorite pie of Texas.
All your pie are belong to pecan!
Getcha some coolwhip or softswril ice cream and top it off!
All your pie are belong to pecan!
Getcha some coolwhip or softswril ice cream and top it off!
Thank you my good man.
I raised my glass of whiskey on the rocks to the room.
Lets all have a drink in celebration!
I raised my glass of whiskey on the rocks to the room.
Lets all have a drink in celebration!
Thank you my good man.
I raised my glass of whiskey on the rocks to the room.
Lets all have a drink in celebration!
I raised my glass of whiskey on the rocks to the room.
Lets all have a drink in celebration!
I'm gonna pick a bar fight soon.
Whos got my back?
I may find a connection for us during the fray.
P.S. Nice touch about the databanks. Love it! We need more creative people like that here!
Whos got my back?
I may find a connection for us during the fray.
P.S. Nice touch about the databanks. Love it! We need more creative people like that here!
Ho Ho Ho
Ho Ho Ho
Like Guns N Roses with Axel Rose spittin'
Ozzie's black eyes and the bats that he's bitten
Big Marshall stacks and a broken E-string
These are a few of my favorite things
Ho Ho Ho
Penthouse apartments and twelve in a hot tub
Drinking Jack Daniels while getting a backrub
Little gold chains pinned to brass nipple rings
These are a few of my favorite things
We like bar fights
We like no
Ho Ho Ho
Like Guns N Roses with Axel Rose spittin'
Ozzie's black eyes and the bats that he's bitten
Big Marshall stacks and a broken E-string
These are a few of my favorite things
Ho Ho Ho
Penthouse apartments and twelve in a hot tub
Drinking Jack Daniels while getting a backrub
Little gold chains pinned to brass nipple rings
These are a few of my favorite things
We like bar fights
We like no
I like The Son of Thunder
There was some biblical name like "boangernes" or something which is translated as "sons of thunder." Always thought it sounded kinda cool.
Edit: Two of the disciples of Jesus were James and John, the sons of Zebedee. He called these two "Boangeres," Meaning the "Sons of Thunder."
I figure if this is our artillary back-up and theres only one of it, Son of Thunder.
There was some biblical name like "boangernes" or something which is translated as "sons of thunder." Always thought it sounded kinda cool.
Edit: Two of the disciples of Jesus were James and John, the sons of Zebedee. He called these two "Boangeres," Meaning the "Sons of Thunder."
I figure if this is our artillary back-up and theres only one of it, Son of Thunder.
ROFL @ Nick
Thank God! Anyways, whatever the ship's name, it'll serve us fine under Hobson's control!
Bring it all on! All at once! Just as soon as I have a battlemech...
Thank God! Anyways, whatever the ship's name, it'll serve us fine under Hobson's control!
Bring it all on! All at once! Just as soon as I have a battlemech...
Late Entry:
The Tyler Durden
"With enough soap you could blow up just about anything..."
The Tyler Durden "With enough soap you could blow up just about anything..."
Just a joke on the Tyler Durden. Hopefully a few people are familiar with the name.
BTW, love the SS. Batman, super-ect... thing from Family Guy!
Shoulda voted for that one...
BTW, love the SS. Batman, super-ect... thing from Family Guy!
Shoulda voted for that one...
I looked these up 'cause I needed clairification. Hope I'll save everyone the trip.
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har·bin·ger [hahr-bin-jer] Pronunciation Key - Show IPA Pronunciation
–noun
1. a person who goes ahead and makes known the approach of another; herald.
2. anything that foreshadows a future event; omen; sign: Frost is a harbinger of winter.
3. a person sent in advance of troops, a royal train, etc., to provide or secure lodg
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har·bin·ger [hahr-bin-jer] Pronunciation Key - Show IPA Pronunciation
–noun
1. a person who goes ahead and makes known the approach of another; herald.
2. anything that foreshadows a future event; omen; sign: Frost is a harbinger of winter.
3. a person sent in advance of troops, a royal train, etc., to provide or secure lodg
So being the nerd I am, this begs the question?
Is this the Dauntless from Pirates of the Carribean that sailed from Port Royal with a renagade crew to Tortuga?
Or is this the Dauntless on Star Trek Voyager which used an experamental slipstream drive system multiple times faster than standard warp drive that eventually proved to be a trap to deliver the crew of the Voyager to the Borg?
Is this the Dauntless from Pirates of the Carribean that sailed from Port Royal with a renagade crew to Tortuga?
Or is this the Dauntless on Star Trek Voyager which used an experamental slipstream drive system multiple times faster than standard warp drive that eventually proved to be a trap to deliver the crew of the Voyager to the Borg?
I would've voted for the Durden if it was there :-)
What the hell was his name in that movie?
I think its Joe or something. It never really tells you but if you stop and zoom on the paychecks and plane tickets, you can see Joe something.
I think its Joe or something. It never really tells you but if you stop and zoom on the paychecks and plane tickets, you can see Joe something.
Well I'm going through some roommate troubles that have boiled into a situation. I'll be moving out of my apartment and back home with my mom. Yea, I know that sounds kinda nerdy but I've only just turned 20 so its not that bad. Besides, I want to be able to take better care of her and I'll be able to do that if I'm there. It'll also give me the oppurtunity to save all of the money thats been going to my bills and put it towards college and I've been kinda worried abo
The only problem is this:
Where do I take girls now?
Where do I take girls now?
Is that a PCJ 600 I see protruding from Santa's bag?
I'm usually an idea man with several cool things on ky list and I just write towards those goals but here on Galatea, I'm not comming up with too much. So far I've gotten drunk, found an underground boxing club and taken a "steamy" shower. I've got the Techie contact that could lead us to illegal mech dueling for meny but I'd rather start an OP that drag through fights along a tournament bracket that barely cover repair costs.
The sooner the better for me
The sooner the better for me
I'ma a busy man with busy plans, might have sparradic posting for a while.
I'm moving out over the course of this month as you all know. I'm also "in a thing" with a co-worker's little sister. (Don't worry she's 18 and I'm 20. Big whoop Just wanted to clarify b/c that sounded bad.) We're not bf/gf or anything official but thats a whole nother thing I'm not gonna get into right now. But yea, you may have guessed by the scatterbrainededness
I'm moving out over the course of this month as you all know. I'm also "in a thing" with a co-worker's little sister. (Don't worry she's 18 and I'm 20. Big whoop Just wanted to clarify b/c that sounded bad.) We're not bf/gf or anything official but thats a whole nother thing I'm not gonna get into right now. But yea, you may have guessed by the scatterbrainededness
I raised my hand and cleared my throat.
As Kodiak Lead, our current ly our heaviest lance, I'll assume that I will forsee the direct gaurdianship of the dome? If thats the case, I'll need to co-ordinate with Pheonix's Fox lance to establish a patrol schedule.
Pheonix's nostrils flared in annoyance, I
As Kodiak Lead, our current ly our heaviest lance, I'll assume that I will forsee the direct gaurdianship of the dome? If thats the case, I'll need to co-ordinate with Pheonix's Fox lance to establish a patrol schedule.
Pheonix's nostrils flared in annoyance, I
God I hated being couped up in the breifing room. Any breifing room, not just this one. I supposed that I felt edgy or anxious not being in the seat of a battlemech, yet envsioning the upcomming duties. Shuffling out single file through the narrow door and pretending not to overhear the one person who always approached the breifer with an agenda of their own. I always dreaded sitting through a boring tactical presentation, most of w
After burning at 2 Gs for more than two days, we had finally reached the fun part. The part where I come in. I was on the bridge when the Dauntless's scopes saw the invasion force begin atmospheric entry procedures. I bolted out the door on that cue and was screaming over the comm at my lancemates even before Captain Garland's orders echoes through the halls.
Argus was commonly referred to as "the lightest assault mech," because it had the ability to carry just about any weapon you didn't want to be hit with. I left the other Legionnares to deal with the Mauler and began dealing with our next biggest threat, the Argus. I assigned Jason and Ian to the Bushwacker, Sona and I would be dealing with the heavy mech. My PPCs rippled from their cannons, bringing a smarting s
Argus was commonly referred to as "the lightest assault mech," because it had the ability to carry just about any weapon you didn't want to be hit with. I left the other Legionnares to deal with the Mauler and began dealing with our next biggest threat, the Argus. I assigned Jason and Ian to the Bushwacker, Sona and I would be dealing with the heavy mech. My PPCs rippled from their cannons, bringing a smarting s
I heard Wedge shrieking in pain, and surmised that the Bushwaker had landed a critical blow on the MechWarrior's steed. My twin PPCs blazed the Bushwacker's Missile Rack off of the chassis. That would take some of the fight out of him. My onslaught continued, assisted by all of Kodiak Lance. Friendly supressive fire diverted the Bushwacker from Schuster's mech and he resumed picking off little bits of armor. The loss of t
The weeks of transit out to the boondocks of the innersphere had apparently played havoc on our ability to deal with these damned fringe world yokels. My knowledge of Perephery space was a stereotype of people completely ignoring what was important in the galaxy surrounding them with more worry about futile squabbles for systems that no one wanted in their backyards instead. As I lead my brave charge out of the crater to kill off th
We walked in pairs, following the procession through the rabble lined streets of the city. My maurader still bore jagged lines and laser burns, rough and unattractive geometry that subtracted a little from the glossy professional look and reinvested into the rugged perseverance and intimitation. I had asked the techs to overlook the "buff and polish," and work on reloading my ammunition and spotweilding a few armor plates
What the hell am I doing here?
Seated at the long ornately decorated table before me, I still was anxious and a bit apprehensive. Something was off, something that just didn't smell right. I was very uncomfortable but had no tangable reason to be suspiscious of anything. My dress shoes were uncomfortable as well, they didn't feel anything like a familiar pair of combat boots worn by pilots. Across from me s
Seated at the long ornately decorated table before me, I still was anxious and a bit apprehensive. Something was off, something that just didn't smell right. I was very uncomfortable but had no tangable reason to be suspiscious of anything. My dress shoes were uncomfortable as well, they didn't feel anything like a familiar pair of combat boots worn by pilots. Across from me s
It was a glorious evening. The thin Vivarian atmosphere hid no detail of the night's darkening sky from the human eye. The blotches of multi-colored nebulae and stars of varying sizes and colors speckling the velvety expanse of eternity, which was hued in the shades of the nearest star's final moments of light warming the heavens. I took another deep drink from my flask, handing it off to Ian as the caustic alcohol bit with
I used one of the palacial gaurd's jackets to wipe away the sticky warm blood from the main fire control display. The two gaurds lie next to the bodies of four cavalier infantrymen, they never had a chance. Ian kicked a corpse out of the chair infront of the defense computer and spoke to me.
It will take me a moment to acc
It will take me a moment to acc
I stepped from behind an equipment rack, my armored feet landing heavily on the concrete. Ian was right behind me, also suited up in power armor. Phoenix pointed his weapon at us, there was no way for him to know that it was us. I cued up my speakers and set them all at ease with the sound of my voice.
Hey guys, look at what I
Hey guys, look at what I
We left the APC behind. With everyone as well equipped as we were going to get, our motley caravan began our trek. Our craft was stripped of anything that would give us a higher chance at survival, or anything that might have been useful to the Cavaliers was hauled along with us. Though this world was relatively small, its rotation was proportionally fast, resulting more or less in standard gravity. Sona was carried along on the sho
Our party of about a dozen and a half entered the airlock two at a time, shucking off their depleted rebreathers and rifles as they passed through the airlock. Ian and I stood gaurd from the outside until all had passed through except for us. To fit inside (and to aid diplomacy with the owner of this dome) we had to remove our battle armor to fit into the airlock. I overrode the warning messages flashing across my HUD an depressuriz
And then what happened?
Well then, I hailed my commander and gave him what for! 'Stay back,' I says to him! 'Retreat and I'll buy you all some time!' But he would have none of it. I had my way eventually but with the threat that if I came back, I'd have a court marshall awaiting me. Typical Lyran military politics... So there I sat, almost out of ammunition facing a full star of Jade Fal
Well then, I hailed my commander and gave him what for! 'Stay back,' I says to him! 'Retreat and I'll buy you all some time!' But he would have none of it. I had my way eventually but with the threat that if I came back, I'd have a court marshall awaiting me. Typical Lyran military politics... So there I sat, almost out of ammunition facing a full star of Jade Fal
Maybe it was to impressive amount of whiskey in me, or the frustrations of everything that had gone wrong since rejoining the Legionnaires, but I raised my hand.
If no one else wants it as badly as me, I think I should. Its going to take a lot of quick thinking and improvisation, but I'm up to it.
If no one else wants it as badly as me, I think I should. Its going to take a lot of quick thinking and improvisation, but I'm up to it.
I noticed a certain heat on me after I had finished speaking, I noticed Ian's mouth shutting as I finished throwing my name into the hat. Had she wanted in as well? Ultimately Captain Garland would choose but my swiftness to volunteer was met with an uncomfortable air in the room. My head was gradually accumulating more and more pressure, I set my drink down for the night. I had been tanking it away since the palace, even on my o
I was seething with rage. We owed Mr.Hefner for his gracious hospitality, one heavily modified battlemech, (the return of which I highly doubted.) and major structural repairs to his home. I've sat back too long and let Captain Garland give Phoenix chance after chance, next time I saw him I would be doing more than just pulling rank on him. I would deal with Phoenix later, but even though I pushed him from my mind, I was infuria
Twin bolts of thick lightning cleaved the Raven nearly in half with savage intensity. The echo of the torn air in the wake of my PPCs reverberated off of the palace walls and other structures. I left the Raven as someone else's easy kill as I charged out of the hanger bay, targeting the nearest Turret Control Tower. I fired off a volley of LRMs before I achieved a lock, doubting that it would dodge them. My LAMS had a fit as it
God dammnit! We can't fight them all. *BOOM!* I want teams of two and three coordinating fire! They don't mind doing it to us and I sure as hell don't mind doing it to them!
The defiant Jupiter's PPCs cored my right torso, it had too much firepower for my mech to handle. It wasn't meant for
The defiant Jupiter's PPCs cored my right torso, it had too much firepower for my mech to handle. It wasn't meant for
Defeated
Oh, God the anger I felt! I traced its cause far back beyond reason and logic to the Word Of Blake. Were it not for them, I'd never have left the Legionnaires. Were it not for them I would not have lost my first Maurader aboard their damnded Doomsday machine, The Crimson Platform. Were it not for them, I'd never have been tortured in a prison camp. Were it not for them, I'd have few less phy
Oh, God the anger I felt! I traced its cause far back beyond reason and logic to the Word Of Blake. Were it not for them, I'd never have left the Legionnaires. Were it not for them I would not have lost my first Maurader aboard their damnded Doomsday machine, The Crimson Platform. Were it not for them, I'd never have been tortured in a prison camp. Were it not for them, I'd have few less phy
Alex Thorn looked as though he instantly regreted his question. He released the blowoff valve in my mind that was holding all of my pent up frustrations in a deep silent sigh.
I kinda feel like I'm backsliding here. Its been getting harder and harder to get back to those glory days where we were a sponsored unit. We never had to pilot scrappers from over 50 years ago and the chain of
I kinda feel like I'm backsliding here. Its been getting harder and harder to get back to those glory days where we were a sponsored unit. We never had to pilot scrappers from over 50 years ago and the chain of
I entered Ben's quarters, the lighting was low but it still revealed the prescence of another with him. As my eyes adjusted, I tensed up. I hadn't expected Pheonix to be here, but he was. Ben and Pheonix had no casual relationship that I knew of so I assumed that this was a matter of great significance. My case and my credibility would be torn to shreds if I were to disrupt whatever it was that was happening here. The clone s
My thread in the Localess forum keeps me sane. When I want a quiet evening after work or long day, I'll add to it, or if I've got a cool idea I want to see fleshed out just to see what would happen, I'll post. I don't post there often, its kinda gotta be when I've got a big chunk of time for it. Its a chance to flex my creative muscles and give my mind a workout. I see a lot of veiws but does anyone really read it? I don't care if y'all don't. It won't stop me
Total Xmas bummer.
Hope u get up and running agin soon.
And a merry Christmas/Kwanza/Chanukah/Ramadan/Whatever to all!
Hope u get up and running agin soon.
And a merry Christmas/Kwanza/Chanukah/Ramadan/Whatever to all!
Funny song they're playing on the radio alot, DL but beware, its not parent freindly or kid compatable.
YAY!
Also, the second one is funny too.
YAY!
Also, the second one is funny too.
I fell forwards, catching myself before I left my chair. I had been here for two weeks straight, sleeping infrequently and it was that fatigue that tempted me now. It would continue to taunt me because I would not leave, it even came down to threatening the nursing staff with my sidearm before they stopped asking me to leave after visiting hours. I wouldn't leave her if elementals came through the walls. I picked myself up from
The sun shone brightly, hindered only occasionally by a plesantly shady cloud. The sister world of Kaus Australius was a chandalier in the sky, its rocky surface beaming light with a certain extraterrestrial glory, yet at the same time, it was not oppressive. Binary planetary systems were always a curiousity to me, it felt strange looking "up" and seeing land. The warm sun's light filtered through the lush leaves of th
Read on to the final chapter in The Path of a MechWarrior, The Reunion
You don't know problems.
Not until you've had to wake up after two hours of stressful sleep to get up early enough to call in to work and tell them you're not going to be in. After that, go pick up the girl you had sex with last night, even though you've only known her for three weeks to take her to Planned Parenthood because the condom broke. You don't know problems until you've had to lie to her parents' faces that you are taking their little princess to
Not until you've had to wake up after two hours of stressful sleep to get up early enough to call in to work and tell them you're not going to be in. After that, go pick up the girl you had sex with last night, even though you've only known her for three weeks to take her to Planned Parenthood because the condom broke. You don't know problems until you've had to lie to her parents' faces that you are taking their little princess to
Thanks for the support guys.
We're talking about it together a lot today. We want to be together too much to consider calling the whole thing off after this but we've set some ground rules. No Alcohol. No Sex. Those are the big ones that I wholeheartedly agree with, no questions asked. Well if I don't post much, you'll forgive me for tending to much more important matters. I'm glad I can turn here for some support and opinions and strength. I'd like to let ever
We're talking about it together a lot today. We want to be together too much to consider calling the whole thing off after this but we've set some ground rules. No Alcohol. No Sex. Those are the big ones that I wholeheartedly agree with, no questions asked. Well if I don't post much, you'll forgive me for tending to much more important matters. I'm glad I can turn here for some support and opinions and strength. I'd like to let ever
Well it looks like everything is going to be ok. We're both fine, no psychological damage, thats a plus. I guess we were just scared, thats all. Still we're waiting for her period in a few weeks before uncrossing any fingers. I'm quite optimistic about the outcome though but if it doesn't pan out, I don't have any problems with taking responsibility and preparing for fatherhood. (God forbid.)
its 4am local time and my head hurts.
HAPPY NEW YEAR
HAPPY NEW YEAR
I woke up at something like 3:30pm but I've been laying in my bed, deciding whether or not to get up. My laptop being in my bed isn't helping persuare me to move very much. I'm getting some phone calls about food so I may get up and take advantage of that.
w00t!
w00t!
I see several dozen guests eiwing this board right now, I'm not sure if someone posted a link on a well trafficed forum or if these are random search/spider bots but this post is worth a shot.
We're a pretty tight knit RPG group here with mounds of creativity and boundless comraderie for one another, on and off the battlefeild and in, as well as out of character. If you're looking for this sort of thing (hanging with other battletech nerds and getting to write alot) then w
We're a pretty tight knit RPG group here with mounds of creativity and boundless comraderie for one another, on and off the battlefeild and in, as well as out of character. If you're looking for this sort of thing (hanging with other battletech nerds and getting to write alot) then w
Sweetness.
I noticed a top count under my watch of upwards of 90 bots at once. Too bad, but if anyone has any other forums to post on, please link us there. Lets get some more guns in here, perfect point in the story for them to join!
Yea, I haven't been dedicating myself to much story wise. Busy, as you can tell by my last major topic in the cantina. I'll update there after I eat tonight.
I noticed a top count under my watch of upwards of 90 bots at once. Too bad, but if anyone has any other forums to post on, please link us there. Lets get some more guns in here, perfect point in the story for them to join!
Yea, I haven't been dedicating myself to much story wise. Busy, as you can tell by my last major topic in the cantina. I'll update there after I eat tonight.
If nothing happens for two days, assume the worst. I am quite disposed with current events of my life at the time being so I'm only posting short or very quickly.
Wisdom to live by!
Thats refreshing.
Thats refreshing.
I'll say, I'm living proof
My girl's not pregnant!
I've been paranoid, stressed out and all sorts of crazy since the ordeal.
I feel sooo relived!
I've been paranoid, stressed out and all sorts of crazy since the ordeal.
I feel sooo relived!
No, no. Trojans were how all of this started. I refuse to trust them anymore.
I may want to investigate a spermicidal agent as well. You can never be too careful...
I may want to investigate a spermicidal agent as well. You can never be too careful...
Well, I've had a bit of a problem as of late, lots of crashing and such and I figured it out. I've been downloading too much music. I didn;t have enough memory to remember settings and frequently, it would crash after the cache was full. I trimmed some (OK, lots) of fat w/o touching my music and I'm back up and running. I even found a few new DLs and settings options that make my mac even more sweet. I'll be getting a memory upgrade for my ibook, hopefully sometime soon.
A gentleman never kisses and tells.
WOOOOOOOO!
*wink*
I know what that means!
I found out about the Legionnaires through a reference on facebook, and although I probably won't advertise my real name here (as it is done on facebook), I'm sure I'll figure out which one of you is the guy who referred me soon enough. Can't thank you enough
I'd like to clarify. I don't love Macs. I love my Mac. Intensely.
And as far as pirating goes, Macs are almost virus proof. In the history of the company, there has only been one virus. And PCs? you may be running with dozens, or hundreds right now. When I pirate, I get only music, nothing eles.
And as far as pirating goes, Macs are almost virus proof. In the history of the company, there has only been one virus. And PCs? you may be running with dozens, or hundreds right now. When I pirate, I get only music, nothing eles.
srry.
Double click, double post
Double click, double post
that map looks tasty...
I second Schuster's ideas.
I'd shy away from something following a theme of what she likes though. For example, if she collects stuffed animals, don't get her one this time. It'll seem too easy and won't make your gift as special.
Be creative and make it mean something.
I'd shy away from something following a theme of what she likes though. For example, if she collects stuffed animals, don't get her one this time. It'll seem too easy and won't make your gift as special.
Be creative and make it mean something.
You had better...
Ok, now. BOOM! Where ever you are right this second, a crazed zombie, hungering for your flesh with no concern for its price crashes through your window. You stare in horror at its dull, indifferent, dead eyes, sunken in their sockets in a moment of terrifying calm. Now tell me how it ends...
What to do kill it with that is within arm's reach?
Where to you go
Ok, now. BOOM! Where ever you are right this second, a crazed zombie, hungering for your flesh with no concern for its price crashes through your window. You stare in horror at its dull, indifferent, dead eyes, sunken in their sockets in a moment of terrifying calm. Now tell me how it ends...
What to do kill it with that is within arm's reach?
Where to you go
I'd have to break the chair I'm seated in over it, hopefully knocking it down before using a peice to destroy the brain through the bottom of the skull. I'd have to take my car keys and escape through the window to my car. I'd have to group with some freinds and get their cars to haul anything salvagable form gas stains and load up on filled gas cans, water, ect... We'd have to avoid majorly popular locations like Walmart and the local mall so gas stations and any place that
We have to get drunk immediately!
The crisp crack of the cap on my bottle of Bacardi Select reverberated off of the Canopian banquet hall's vaunted ceiling. I held my breath and tried not to inhale while taking deep swigs of the sweet dark rum. Soon, I would be inebriated in celebration for my most distinguished comrade. The buzzing joy that would resonate through my head until late into the next day was only a fra
The crisp crack of the cap on my bottle of Bacardi Select reverberated off of the Canopian banquet hall's vaunted ceiling. I held my breath and tried not to inhale while taking deep swigs of the sweet dark rum. Soon, I would be inebriated in celebration for my most distinguished comrade. The buzzing joy that would resonate through my head until late into the next day was only a fra
I'm reppin Dallas, I'm with Sona and Garland. Central Time!
Oh, my bad, I mean Alex Thorn and Sona.
Pardon the confusion.
Pardon the confusion.
And a crappy city! Don't forget a crappy city!
No offense, but Houston sucks, its a giant roach-motel of a city.
No offense, but Houston sucks, its a giant roach-motel of a city.
Thats nice!
How do I get in?
How do I get in?
I might have deleted that...
PM me if I'm not in today? I'll post to confirm when I'm in.
PM me if I'm not in today? I'll post to confirm when I'm in.
Yea, how was it?
well I thought that I had gotten rid of her a few weeks ago. Everything was ok except for one problem, me. I still call her and ect... So I end up doing breakfast with her on Vday at this little mom-and-pop omelette place I know. Outside, it started snowing (in Texas of all places) and we had a great veiw. But the whole thing wasnt a big deal, we were both glad to see one another and I didn't feel any weird unspoken obligations or anything hanging it the air. So anyways, we enjoyed ourselves
QUOTE(Phoenix @ Feb 17 2007, 08:22 PM) [snapback]2690[/snapback]
A gentleman never kisses and tells.
WOOOOOOOO!
*wink*
I know what that means!
I'll have two of what you're having.
QUICK! Juice Him!
Throws switch and laughs maniacally
Thats cool man. Take it from me, life comes first. I've been through some serious stuff during my campaigns here.
Throws switch and laughs maniacally
Thats cool man. Take it from me, life comes first. I've been through some serious stuff during my campaigns here.
I GOT A NEW JOB!!
I'll be leaving my job at Costco in order to pursue an oppurtunity that I feel would be more advantageous for me with Wells Fargo Financial.
Its a real job! God, I've been hyper busy between working 50+ hrs at Costco and still going to skool, then partying like a Kennedy six nights a week, I'm amazed I found time for the interveiw b/c I haven't had much time for sleep. I've been sleeping after work or two to three hours ever
I'll be leaving my job at Costco in order to pursue an oppurtunity that I feel would be more advantageous for me with Wells Fargo Financial.
Its a real job! God, I've been hyper busy between working 50+ hrs at Costco and still going to skool, then partying like a Kennedy six nights a week, I'm amazed I found time for the interveiw b/c I haven't had much time for sleep. I've been sleeping after work or two to three hours ever
Heh, I sure as hell put on some of those liquid calories...
No one celebrates Easter quite like me!
What a day!
No one celebrates Easter quite like me!
What a day!
I've become quite the social butterfly as of late, no time for gaming.
I was BIG into MW4 though. Vengence, Black Knight and Mercs. Awesome stuff!
I could crush anything in a Mad Cat or Thor. My Mauler Variants were just cruel! Ahhhh.. the good ol days...
I was BIG into MW4 though. Vengence, Black Knight and Mercs. Awesome stuff!
I could crush anything in a Mad Cat or Thor. My Mauler Variants were just cruel! Ahhhh.. the good ol days...
My eye twitched as I did the math, adding the forces of both sides up. My vision was glued to my own lance roster as I did my calculations. There was one member in particular whose name I screamed in my mind as my assessment of the comming battle arrived.
Three lances, two dropships and a warship against a combined seven lances, a company of support and a the Astrid's guns. Hard
Three lances, two dropships and a warship against a combined seven lances, a company of support and a the Astrid's guns. Hard
I left the briefing room and as I usually did after a briefing I immediately went to the mechbay to inspect my machine. It was a newer mech, I was used to old InnerSphere models and Clantech but this new Sunder looked promising. It was basically a Nova Cat with about 20 extra tons of heatsinks, a devastating combination of power and control. With our backs against the wall, I had spared no expense to load the relativly new assault me
Hand me that bottle would ya?
Sona was happy to oblige after taking a swig of rum himself. I wiped the lip of the bottle, an OCD thing of mine. It didn't seem to bother Sona who had graciously asked me for advice in his new assignment of leading a lance of the legionnaires. He had a lot of experience but never in a command position before so I had agreed to share what I could while he worked up my Sunder with me. We s
Sona was happy to oblige after taking a swig of rum himself. I wiped the lip of the bottle, an OCD thing of mine. It didn't seem to bother Sona who had graciously asked me for advice in his new assignment of leading a lance of the legionnaires. He had a lot of experience but never in a command position before so I had agreed to share what I could while he worked up my Sunder with me. We s
"Kodiak Lead, you and your lance will be the tip of our spear once we hit the dirt. Straight off the DropShip, you'll be engaging the Crayven Corporation's Talon Star - arguably their most heavily armed lance that our intel is aware of.
Cheers from my anxious lancemates rang through my helmet. I was just as excited
Cheers from my anxious lancemates rang through my helmet. I was just as excited
"Kodiak lead, Sabre lead, you guys need anything blown away?"
Talus, I'm deputizing you. You are now Kodiak-5, get over here and take some of this heat off of me.
I had been stupid and taken a lot of damage
Talus, I'm deputizing you. You are now Kodiak-5, get over here and take some of this heat off of me.
I had been stupid and taken a lot of damage
With renewed confidence the five of us forming Kodiak lance thundered off of the ship and back into combat. Luckily the flames from the pollution choked forest were blazing away from the Dauntless but more intense firepower was barreling towards us. Telemetric data from the Dauntless marked it as Saxon's own lance.
Sloppy, very sloppy. He manages his troops so poorly,
Sloppy, very sloppy. He manages his troops so poorly,
The battle raged furiously, Ares lance fought cold and mechanically. A million calculations and judgements a second. By this time I would have expected to polish off at least two Mad Cat MKIIs yet Saxon hung tightly with my pacing. His mech was not as manuverable as mind but it moved like an organism all its own when dodging barrages that I so desperately needed to land. Behind him I caught glimpses of Kodiak lance faring not much b
I found it to be the most odd that the heaviest of our foes turned out to be the easiest one to put down. Jason's Mauler had been rittling the Fafnir's armor with almost all of the ammunition that it had been carrying and even Pheonix had entered the battle with only his lasers. I noted the bravery on his part. Though the Lyran-made mech had the thickest hide, it simply couldn't manuver at all. Besides, its role was fire
Four hours to reload and repair two smashed lances. This kind of repair could take weeks.
Kodiak-2, break formation and try to get reloaded at least. After you've got more ammo, return to your position and relieve the next of us, I'll be going last. No major reapirs unless we've got the manpower to do it with this time frame. Unjamm your guns, polish that canopy and reload, thats it.<
Kodiak-2, break formation and try to get reloaded at least. After you've got more ammo, return to your position and relieve the next of us, I'll be going last. No major reapirs unless we've got the manpower to do it with this time frame. Unjamm your guns, polish that canopy and reload, thats it.<
I flew into my command couch, squeezing my shoulders between the two support beams that formed the narrow space alotted for the pilot's chair and brought my mech to a hot start up. None of my instrumentation had loaded yet but I still had movement and that was enough.
Kodiak lance do not directly engage targets. Legionnaire
Kodiak lance do not directly engage targets. Legionnaire
I wonder???
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Well hurry up and friggin get some good internet!
We had left Kaus Media a week ago after Ian was medically stable enough for us to do so. The rest of the crew was happy for our marriage and in celebration we were to spend a week of vacation on a world far from Combine space. A planet in the Federated Suns domain, Deneb Kaitos. there it would become official. In the meantime, Ian and I were as giddy as could be. Almost as if we were already on the honeymoon. During the month and a
Deneb Kaitos was a moderately developed world in the Federated Suns possession but as of late whispers of the Hand of Blake's involvement nearby had caused some small exodus from the planet. I read the Merc review board's file on this world before we ever hit soil. Jason had taken his leave on the planet for a week, free to explore as many junkyards for whatever buried treasure for his battlemech that jumped out at him. Ian a
Drifting on whim for hundreds of kilometers through out the landscape of Deneb Kaitos, Ian and I had been hard at work enjoying ourselves. After five days I awoke in a small inn a ways off of where we had landed next to Ian. My eyes slowly opened and I smiled at the sound of her faintly snoring. I lie on a comfy bed but had not been able to take full advantage of this, she claimed prime real estate in the center of the bed during her
Its pretty simple actually.
Ben is site admin so he's the Khan
Garret has some admin function as far as I can tell so hes like the saKahn
I'm just a grizzled ancient who was here long before OP:I, I guess I'm like the Loremaster
And then we have the warriors
hope that made sense
Ben is site admin so he's the Khan
Garret has some admin function as far as I can tell so hes like the saKahn
I'm just a grizzled ancient who was here long before OP:I, I guess I'm like the Loremaster
And then we have the warriors
hope that made sense
QUOTE(Captain Garrett Garland @ Jun 11 2007, 04:45 PM) [snapback]3051[/snapback]
a Captain usually commands a full company and we've got them commanding lances.
WOO-HOO!
Another promotion!
YAY! Drinks on me!
Another promotion!
YAY! Drinks on me!
I like our funky structure now but it could stand to be reorganized.
Major
Commander
Lieutenant
Sargent
Corporal
Mechwarrior
Theres 5 points in a star, five ranks plus our fearless leader equals six! I'm flexable tho.
I liked the ring that "commander" had to it over "captain." Lower but sounded better. I really don't care, I just want my own lance with which to smash.
Major
Commander
Lieutenant
Sargent
Corporal
Mechwarrior
Theres 5 points in a star, five ranks plus our fearless leader equals six! I'm flexable tho.
I liked the ring that "commander" had to it over "captain." Lower but sounded better. I really don't care, I just want my own lance with which to smash.
Well after this op would be a great time to restructure since we've got crayven backing if we make it. I say lets start from the ground up instead of trying to translate ranks to a new system.
We'll vote like we always do on a poll for the new system and we'll go from there.
We'll vote like we always do on a poll for the new system and we'll go from there.
17 was tough for me. I left home and became my own man that year, hard stuff.
You only grow stronger now.
You only grow stronger now.
Tau Ceti IV: A Dim Cantina
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It had been over a week since the defense of the Dauntless, the drones and the damage done. Nine days to be exact. Nine wasted days. I reached past the steadily amounting glass bottles and reached over for the one that was most full and still chillier than luke warm. It happened to be the sweatiest bottle on the table that had moisture all the way to the top of t
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It had been over a week since the defense of the Dauntless, the drones and the damage done. Nine days to be exact. Nine wasted days. I reached past the steadily amounting glass bottles and reached over for the one that was most full and still chillier than luke warm. It happened to be the sweatiest bottle on the table that had moisture all the way to the top of t
People gaped at me as though I were a ghost comming back to haunt them as I made my busy way up through the decks of the Dauntless. I had last been seen about ten days ago and that was being dragged out of my smouldering mech. The alloy was probably too hot to handle and elementals probably had to dragg me out, that image would give anyone a reason to suspect that I had indeed died. I cheated death on the faces of those that r
My bad, I got confused too. My post is picking up where we left off after Op XII. We were on Tau Ceti IV right? Prolly posted in the wrong place but didn't want to open up something in the active mission spot so I opened it up right there. We were wherever we are whenever the last Op ended. I think Charles and Sam were on Sheratan and we were on Tau Ceti IV. I think... Oh, well, we'll be leaving soon anyways.
P.S.
POST 300! w00t!
P.S.
POST 300! w00t!
QUOTE(Drake Sinclair @ Aug 16 2007, 10:45 PM) [snapback]3196[/snapback]
I found out about the Legionnaires through a reference on facebook, and although I probably won't advertise my real name here (as it is done on facebook), I'm sure I'll figure out which one of you is the guy who referred me soon enough. Can't thank you enough
Hows Monday for everyone?
Just nailing down Lance assignments and we'll be off.
Just nailing down Lance assignments and we'll be off.
Okay then, with BEN MIA and Keith and Garret needing a bit more time, I think we can delay it a few days more. I may post the breifing on Monday but I certainly don't expect any sort of action to get rolling along up until later in the week. The usual travel time and breifing QnA doesn't end til a few days after the breifing is posted anyways.
I'll be tweaking my profile and possibly adding another in the meantime to keep myself warmed up for this.
I'll be tweaking my profile and possibly adding another in the meantime to keep myself warmed up for this.
Just finished playing Star Wars: Knights of the Old Republic and it was freakin sweet. I'm on KotOR: II right now, anyone else have the priviledge of experiencing either of these masterful works of art?
LOL, yea, HK is hilarious. I loved him ending every sentence that he interpreted from the Sand People's Cheiftain during negotiations with, "Shall I blast him now master?"
P.S. Silver lightsaber pwns j00!
P.S. Silver lightsaber pwns j00!