FandaHang a shining starupon the highest boughRegistered Userregular
With the farmstead apparently clear of hostiles, everyone makes a rapid push up to the UFO. Elderlycrawfish is first to reach his overwatch position on the eastern arm, while Farangu protects the rest of the squad's advance with another proxy.
It's a wise precaution, but Snakeman resilience is about to introduce us to a new horror:
For the first time, one of our proximity grenades fails to kill the alien that triggered it.
Operating on the premise that two grenades are always better than one, Sir Fabulous takes this opportunity to join the fight.
His throw is a little off, but the adjacent tile should be plenty close enough.
Oh crackers it's still not dead.
And a few minutes later, it's back up and hissing.
Perhaps where explosive bombardment failed, direct fire will carry the day. Take it away, Oh My God.
CEASE FIRE! CEASE FIRE!
Red light on the range! Rifles down!
Oh my god, Oh My God.
...
Okay, so clearly direct fire was a mistake. We never should have gone down that road. I don't know what I was thinking.
Mr Ray, let's stick with what brought us to this dance.
And sure enough, skull-shaped pyrotechnics finally free the Snakeman of its mortal coil.
lids are a terror unit associated with snakemen. You'll only see them on snakeman terror missions, alien bases, or terror ships shot down enroute to a terror mission.
seems like you might need some more meat for the grinder in the near future.
I would like to !signup.
I'm doing my part!
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Everything is almost in place for the breach now. We just require a contact-free turn to move TeeMan and Crawfish up beside the door.
So naturally, another Snakeman slithers right out to greet us with a stun launcher in hand.
Although ... this one seems to have over-extended itself ...
TeeMan, we're going to need you to be very very quiet.
Ah ha! So there's another snake inside, and while it's too far away for a safe shot, it's also not in cover.
With this important new piece of intel, a plan begins to take shape in my mind. First, we'll need Elderlycrawfish to clear the exterior for us. He should have no problems at that range.
...
Well, uh. That's one way to do it.
Elderlycrawfish is about five health away from unconsciousness, and feeling as mellow as you please.
This mission, you guys. This f'n mission.
Regardless, now Farangu can deal with the interior. I have communicated to him my determination that nothing must be left to chance.
Farangu concurs with me wholeheartedly.
Can we please wrap this up and go home before things get any weirder?
Do it, TeeMan. Do it.
We put in an emergency call to the pet store, but it turns out they don't stock nine foot tall terrariums.
When I asked if they had any food bigger than frozen mice they just hung up. =(
Meanwhile, it looks like the promotions board has gotten into the schnapps:
Dewy-eyed neophyte schuss has been on a single mission and now holds X-Com's third-highest rank.
For bringing us the closest we've come yet to a friendly fire casualty, Oh My God makes Sergeant.
Notorious kill-stealer an_alt snipes the last Colonel badge and its concomitant base command out from under Phoenix-D.
With this important new piece of intel, a plan begins to take shape in my mind. First, we'll need Elderlycrawfish to clear the exterior for us. He should have no problems at that range.
...
Well, uh. That's one way to do it.
Elderlycrawfish is about five health away from unconsciousness, and feeling as mellow as you please.
Betcha guys didn't realize regular use of muscle butter makes you shrug off lame-o stuns bombs did ya?
After seeing everyone bunched up for the breach, did anyone else expect to see an alien grenade toss close out Fanda's update?
Black lives matter.
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Minutes of the XCOM Combatant Operational Management Board (XCOMB) Meeting - April 9th, 1999
XCOMB Chair: "I hearby call this meeting of the XCOMB to order. The first agenda item is to consider promotions related to recent operation "Whirlwind Pudding".
XCOMB Member A: "Can we start by demoting the person responsible for operation names?"
XCOMB Chair: "Your objections are duly noted, but we have more important business. Let's review the tape, shall we? Roll it, Rick."
For business reasons, I must preserve the outward sign of sanity.
--Mark Twain
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Sergeant is a field promotion. :P Highest rank of Non Commissioned officers. Not including sub ranks.
Presumably his desk job is in the next wave of promotions.
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Sergeant is a field promotion. :P Highest rank of Non Commissioned officers. Not including sub ranks.
Presumably his desk job is in the next wave of promotions.
It'sgiving him the opportunity to lead from the front so either he can become primordial soup or a cushy bean-counter.
FandaHang a shining starupon the highest boughRegistered Userregular
Haus von Trapp is on edge.
In mission control, all eyes are on North Africa. Every shadow that crosses the radar brings a tightening of the sinews, a little electric shiver of adrenaline to everyone watching. And each time, Baske dismisses the contact.
An Israeli spy plane.
A commercial flight off course.
A flock of migratory birds.
And then, finally - a UFO.
It's not exactly what we've been waiting for.
Do you laugh with relief or scream with frustration? It's not a terror attack, but it does mark the start of a new alien mission whose goals could well be even more sinister.
And it vanishes from the board before Lt. timspork's ghost even reaches cruising altitude.
The following morning brings renewed contact over the Sahara, but this one is bound for distant shores:
It's been several long weeks since Lt. MechMantis last saw action, and now he races to reacquire the much faster alien Scout before it can finish its South American reconaissance run.
Over the span of three and a half hours, the Lieutenant patrols the entire length of Brazil's border, covering most of the continent with his radar bubble. It avails us nothing. The UFO is a ghost.
MechMantis's fuel is now down to 40%. He turns south for a final pass before abandoning the search.
Our reprieve comes just in time.
Not fifteen minutes after MechMantis assumes his station over the landing site, the Large Scout is scrambling to evade him.
We'll see how elusive they are on the ground tomorrow.
Listen, it's not my fault I MAY have stumbled onto a crate of schnapps and MIGHT have compromising photos of the entire promotions board. I figure a high rank is my one chance out of being an alien chew toy as I transfer somewhere nice and safe for the remaining year or two the earth is run by humans.
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Six eager new recruits, an experimental new weapons loadout, and a mission name approved by the morale officer himself. What could go wrong?
It really is remarkable what a difference a Skyranger pilot can make. We might as well be deplaning at an international airport.
Mind you, international airports have mine fields and howitzers to prevent barns from approaching the runway. We'll have to improvise.
With grotesque entry and exit wounds punched through the barn's cranium, Jintor has claimed her first hay-strewn scalp and joined a proud lineage of heroes.
Better still, it looks like she's flushed something out of hiding.
True Fact about Chrono Paladin: he's travelling back though time on a holy mission from God to purge the world of alien filth.
At least, I'm assuming that's why his mother named him that. Look, we have a lot of new recruits this month, and I didn't have time to read all their personnel files, okay?
A helpful grenade from Cheeseliker now clears away the fence that was blocking YerMum and Morning Butter's progress north.
As the blast echoes fade, an eerie silence flows in to take their place. The quiet seems to well up in the shadowy corners of the battlefield, then spills out to cover everything in an expectant hush.
Our scouts find nothing as they fan out through the orchard. Even the leaves on the trees are still.
Both of the country houses appear vacant, their doors closed, the interiors dark.
These Sectoids were a cagey bunch in the air, as MechMantis can testify, and now they're proving just as elusive on the ground.
I don't like it, and neither does Phoenix-D.
The Captain now disembarks to direct her team's search in person.
I'm guessing from the Rifleman assignment that I was unable to get swole enough for the Big Guns while on base duty. Losing thirty pounds after the digestive derailment from that "muscle butter isn't actually butter" incident probably didn't help.
I'm guessing from the Rifleman assignment that I was unable to get swole enough for the Big Guns while on base duty. Losing thirty pounds after the digestive derailment from that "muscle butter isn't actually butter" incident probably didn't help.
Man, did you not get the muscle/mussel butter separation memo?
You're supposed to keep tubs clearly labeled and at least 15 feet apart to prevent just this kind of thing from happening.
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I've been eating all the muscle butter I could get my hands on and I've got an autocannon.
I'm curious what my stats are.
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So since I only just found out about this thread is it too late to put my hand up for the muscle buttering? I mean alien killing?
I'll be delighted to add you to the list! It's grown quite lengthy, but with North America and Asia coming online over the next 2-3 months, we're going to have a lot of positions to fill.
I would like to request that you use the name "Morning Butter"
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It's a wise precaution, but Snakeman resilience is about to introduce us to a new horror:
For the first time, one of our proximity grenades fails to kill the alien that triggered it.
Operating on the premise that two grenades are always better than one, Sir Fabulous takes this opportunity to join the fight.
His throw is a little off, but the adjacent tile should be plenty close enough.
Oh crackers it's still not dead.
And a few minutes later, it's back up and hissing.
Perhaps where explosive bombardment failed, direct fire will carry the day. Take it away, Oh My God.
CEASE FIRE! CEASE FIRE!
Red light on the range! Rifles down!
Oh my god, Oh My God.
...
Okay, so clearly direct fire was a mistake. We never should have gone down that road. I don't know what I was thinking.
Mr Ray, let's stick with what brought us to this dance.
And sure enough, skull-shaped pyrotechnics finally free the Snakeman of its mortal coil.
This is just the best.
Other wise....
I loled
Not funny.
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I would like to !signup.
I'm doing my part!
So naturally, another Snakeman slithers right out to greet us with a stun launcher in hand.
Although ... this one seems to have over-extended itself ...
TeeMan, we're going to need you to be very very quiet.
Ah ha! So there's another snake inside, and while it's too far away for a safe shot, it's also not in cover.
With this important new piece of intel, a plan begins to take shape in my mind. First, we'll need Elderlycrawfish to clear the exterior for us. He should have no problems at that range.
...
Well, uh. That's one way to do it.
Elderlycrawfish is about five health away from unconsciousness, and feeling as mellow as you please.
This mission, you guys. This f'n mission.
Regardless, now Farangu can deal with the interior. I have communicated to him my determination that nothing must be left to chance.
Farangu concurs with me wholeheartedly.
Can we please wrap this up and go home before things get any weirder?
Do it, TeeMan. Do it.
We put in an emergency call to the pet store, but it turns out they don't stock nine foot tall terrariums.
When I asked if they had any food bigger than frozen mice they just hung up. =(
Meanwhile, it looks like the promotions board has gotten into the schnapps:
Dewy-eyed neophyte schuss has been on a single mission and now holds X-Com's third-highest rank.
For bringing us the closest we've come yet to a friendly fire casualty, Oh My God makes Sergeant.
Notorious kill-stealer an_alt snipes the last Colonel badge and its concomitant base command out from under Phoenix-D.
Betcha guys didn't realize regular use of muscle butter makes you shrug off lame-o stuns bombs did ya?
Law and Order ≠ Justice
ACNH Island Isla Cero: DA-3082-2045-4142
Captain of the SES Comptroller of the State
XCOMB Chair: "I hearby call this meeting of the XCOMB to order. The first agenda item is to consider promotions related to recent operation "Whirlwind Pudding".
XCOMB Member A: "Can we start by demoting the person responsible for operation names?"
XCOMB Chair: "Your objections are duly noted, but we have more important business. Let's review the tape, shall we? Roll it, Rick."
XCOMB Member A: "..."
XCOMB Member B: "We need to get this guy a desk job, ASAP."
XCOMB Chair: "A sound plan. Not hearing any objections..."
--Mark Twain
Presumably his desk job is in the next wave of promotions.
It'sgiving him the opportunity to lead from the front so either he can become primordial soup or a cushy bean-counter.
*taps mic* Oh is this still on? Shit
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In mission control, all eyes are on North Africa. Every shadow that crosses the radar brings a tightening of the sinews, a little electric shiver of adrenaline to everyone watching. And each time, Baske dismisses the contact.
An Israeli spy plane.
A commercial flight off course.
A flock of migratory birds.
And then, finally - a UFO.
It's not exactly what we've been waiting for.
Do you laugh with relief or scream with frustration? It's not a terror attack, but it does mark the start of a new alien mission whose goals could well be even more sinister.
And it vanishes from the board before Lt. timspork's ghost even reaches cruising altitude.
The following morning brings renewed contact over the Sahara, but this one is bound for distant shores:
It's been several long weeks since Lt. MechMantis last saw action, and now he races to reacquire the much faster alien Scout before it can finish its South American reconaissance run.
Over the span of three and a half hours, the Lieutenant patrols the entire length of Brazil's border, covering most of the continent with his radar bubble. It avails us nothing. The UFO is a ghost.
MechMantis's fuel is now down to 40%. He turns south for a final pass before abandoning the search.
Our reprieve comes just in time.
Not fifteen minutes after MechMantis assumes his station over the landing site, the Large Scout is scrambling to evade him.
We'll see how elusive they are on the ground tomorrow.
Oh come on!
X-Com Order of Battle:
YerMum and @Rend - riflemen
@Jintor and @Morninglord - autocannons
Cheeseliker and @Cog - heavy cannons
@Molybdenum and @Chrono Paladin - riflemen
Rhan9 and Phoenix-D - autocannons
Six eager new recruits, an experimental new weapons loadout, and a mission name approved by the morale officer himself. What could go wrong?
It really is remarkable what a difference a Skyranger pilot can make. We might as well be deplaning at an international airport.
Mind you, international airports have mine fields and howitzers to prevent barns from approaching the runway. We'll have to improvise.
With grotesque entry and exit wounds punched through the barn's cranium, Jintor has claimed her first hay-strewn scalp and joined a proud lineage of heroes.
Better still, it looks like she's flushed something out of hiding.
True Fact about Chrono Paladin: he's travelling back though time on a holy mission from God to purge the world of alien filth.
At least, I'm assuming that's why his mother named him that. Look, we have a lot of new recruits this month, and I didn't have time to read all their personnel files, okay?
A helpful grenade from Cheeseliker now clears away the fence that was blocking YerMum and Morning Butter's progress north.
As the blast echoes fade, an eerie silence flows in to take their place. The quiet seems to well up in the shadowy corners of the battlefield, then spills out to cover everything in an expectant hush.
Our scouts find nothing as they fan out through the orchard. Even the leaves on the trees are still.
Both of the country houses appear vacant, their doors closed, the interiors dark.
These Sectoids were a cagey bunch in the air, as MechMantis can testify, and now they're proving just as elusive on the ground.
I don't like it, and neither does Phoenix-D.
The Captain now disembarks to direct her team's search in person.
Well, we've had some doozies in the past so this one barely keeps up in comparison.
*swings it around experimentally*
Has heft though.
Okay I can use this.
I am pleased that I have the best hair.
Gotta be more determined than that. That's how you get the kills!
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You're supposed to keep tubs clearly labeled and at least 15 feet apart to prevent just this kind of thing from happening.
I'm curious what my stats are.
Clearly you didn't eat enough.
autocannon or hair-styling accessories
you decide
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Go ahead and follow behind me once you guys get the butterflies in your stomach all sorted out.
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