I once again beg, con and steal some cash together, and buy three suits of carapace armour, which are issued to Lt. Floosevelt, Cpl. Fuzzbutt and Rk. Fatt. Sgts. Madder and Label have to go without, but as the sniper and heavy of the team should be less susceptible to being shot anyway.
Ho ho ho. How this game loves to mock me.
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scherbchenAsgard (it is dead)Registered Userregular
I once again beg, con and steal some cash together, and buy three suits of carapace armour, which are issued to Lt. Floosevelt, Cpl. Fuzzbutt and Rk. Fatt. Sgts. Madder and Label have to go without, but as the sniper and heavy of the team should be less susceptible to being shot anyway.
Ho ho ho. How this game loves to mock me.
You need to log out of PA when you connect to X-COM. They are infiltrating your intertubes!
Brovid Hasselsmof[Growling historic on the fury road]Registered Userregular
Operation Soaring Throne - UFO Crash
May 13th 06:29 Japan
Lt. Floosevelt, Sgt. Madder, Sgt. Label, Cpl. Fuzzbutt, Rk. Fatt
Cpl. Fuzzbutt: Was it the best idea to land so close to the UFO? That was hardly a stealthy approach.
Sgt. Label: Less walking is fine by me. This rocket launcher weighs a ton.
Sgt. Madder: I've got visual on two hostiles, other side of those walls!
Sgt. Madder {sniper rifle fire}
Sgt. Madder: Dammit, missed.
{plasma rifle fire}
Rk. Fatt: Make that four hostiles!
Lt. Floosevelt: I see 'em.
Lt. Floosevelt {laser rifle fire}
{hissing}
Sgt. Madder: Son of a *cough* Not again.
{plasma rifle fire}
{plasma rifle fire}
Rk. Fatt: Aagh! I'm hit.
Lt. Floosevelt {laser rifle fire}
Lt. Floosevelt: 'Nother one down. Two left. Madder they're getting too close, fall back.
Sgt. Madder: *cough* Oh, I don't feel so good... *retch* I... I think I'm having a heart attack! Fuck I have to get out of here!
Sgt. Madder {sniper rifle fire}
Lt. Floosevelt: Jesus, Madder, calm down. Less of the wild shooting, please.
Rk. Fatt: I have some bad news guys.
Rk. Fatt: And I think I hear more of them in the ship!
Lt. Floosevelt: Damn it. They're gonna get us surrounded.
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Lt. Floosevelt: We're in trouble here guys. If we don't deal with those two in the trees fast we're gonna have them pinning us down while the floaters pick us off. Can anyone get a good shot on them?
Cpl. Fuzzbutt: Negative, range is too far.
Sgt. Label: Their cover is too good.
Rk. Fatt: I just gotta get a bit closer...
{plasma rifle fire}
Rk. Fatt: Aaaargh!!
Cpl. Fuzzbutt: Shit, Fatt is down!
Sgt. Label: God DAMN it.
Sgt. Label {RPG launch}
{EXPLOSION}
Sgt. Label: One down. Best I could do.
Lt. Floosevelt: Here goes nothing, then.
Lt. Floosevelt {laser rifle fire}
Lt. Floosevelt: He's done.
Cpl. Fuzzbutt: Just in time. Here come the other pack.
Lt. Floosevelt: Everybody reposition into cover!
Sgt. Madder {pistol shots}
Lt. Floosevelt: Nice to have you back with us, Madder.
Sgt. Madder: Sorry, LT. That poison stuff messes with your head.
{plasma rifle fire}
Sgt. Label: Aaagh!
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Brovid Hasselsmof[Growling historic on the fury road]Registered Userregular
Lt. Floosevelt: Sergeant??
Sgt. Label: Oww, dammit. I'm still here.
Sgt. Madder: Let's try this again with a real gun.
Sgt. Madder {sniper rifle fire}
Sgt. Madder: One left!
Sgt. Label: Moving up to take the shot.
Sgt. Label {LMG fire}
Sgt. Label: Shots wide.
Cpl. Fuzzbutt {pistol shots}
Lt. Floosevelt: Third time's the charm.
Lt. Floosevelt {pistol shots}
Lt. Floosevelt: Tango down.
Sgt. Label: Damn, Floosevelt, that's what, your fourth kill today?
Lt. Floosevelt: Well I'm damned if I'm letting Starbuck take my crown.
Cpl. Fuzzbutt: We have a straggler!
Lt. Floosevelt: Deal with it, corporal.
Cpl. Fuzzbutt: Aye, sir. Didn't really like the pistol anyway.
Cpl. Fuzzbutt {shotgun blast}
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Sgt. Madder: Seems quiet for now.
Lt. Floosevelt: Label, let me patch you up.
Lt. Floosevelt: Sorry, Madder, we only have one medkit. Better just keep your head down.
Sgt. Madder: Don't worry about me, I'm not in the mood for dying today.
Lt. Floosevelt: Okay, going to check the next entrance along, make sure nothing's sneaking up on us.
Lt. Floosevelt: All clear here. Fuzz, Label, approach the other door. Madder and I will go this way.
Cpl. Fuzzbutt: Roger that.
Cpl. Fuzzbutt: Hostile spotted! One shiny guy. Should I engage?
Lt. Floosevelt: Negative. Squad Two discovered these things' guns don't explode if you stun them, so that's what we're going to do. Only shoot if it's threatening one of us.
Lt. Floosevelt: Moving up inside. We see it.
Cpl. Fuzzbutt: It's coming for you, LT!
Cpl. Fuzzbutt {shotgun blast}
{plasma rifle fire}
Lt. Floosevelt: Ow! Mother-... now I know what you guys all keep moaning about. That does sting.
Lt. Floosevelt {pistol shots}
Lt. Floosevelt: It looks weakened. Go for it, Fuzzbutt.
Cpl. Fuzzbutt {zzzap!}
Cpl. Fuzzbutt: Target is down... woah, it turned into a chunk of crystal?
Lt. Floosevelt: All right, pick it up and let's head back.
Sgt. Label: Oh Dr. Vahlen is just going to love you, Fuzzbutt.
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Cpl. Fuzzbutt promoted to Sergeant. Nicknamed Caper. May be trained in either Lightning Reflexes (he first reaction shot taken against this soldier each turn automatically misses) or Close and Personal (the soldier gains a huge Aim bonus against adjacent or near-adjacent targets) @Mr Fuzzbutt
Sgt. Madder promoted to Leiutenent. Can be trained in either Disabling Shot (renders the targets weapon inoperable until the target reloads) or Battle Scanner (can throw an item which grants extended visibility for 2 turns; can be used twice per mission) @Antimatter
Lt. Floosevelt promoted to Captain. He may choose training in either Close Combat Specialist (grants an automatic reaction shot against any enemy which closes to within 4 spaces at any time) or Bring 'Em On (+1 damage on critical hits for each enemy visible to any squadmembers, not just this soldier, up to max +5) @Theodore Floosevelt
Casualty List
Cpt. Floosevelt admitted to medbay for 8 days
Sgt. Label admitted to medbay for 8 days
Lt. Madder admitted to medbay for 9 days
Rk. Fatt killed in action
Munkus BeaverYou don't have to attend every argument you are invited to.Philosophy: Stoicism. Politics: Democratic SocialistRegistered User, ClubPAregular
If you aren't a CQC specialist, you ain't doin' it right.
Humor can be dissected as a frog can, but dies in the process.
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edited May 2013
Intermission Base Report
So we have an Outsider Shard. Go us! I guess these guys don't die if you don't have a containment unit because you can just keep them in a drawer. That's a bit of luck.
May 13 - Begin researching Alien Nav Computer. In 9 days we will have 2 satellites available for launch and I intend to put them up over Brazil and Argentina, and then do ALL the autopsies and interrogations I haven't done yet. Alien Nav takes 10 days to research, so I can pretty much get it done in that time.
I sell a good amount of damaged UFO bits for a decent cash injection of 120 credits. Which means I can afford Squad Size II. We are now at full strength!
Except... we only have 12 active soldiers, and currently 4 of them are wounded. So I order in a few new rookies.
May 15 - The Council contact us with a high-priority mission. Aliens are setting explosives in Mexico City and we urgently need to get there and stop them before the bombs go off.
This is not ideal. Squad Two is up, and consists of one Lt (Starbuck), one Cpl (Rankenphile), and one Sq (Galore). Pugilation is in the medbay, so another Sq (Fisk) steps in to replace him. The final two slots are taken by one more Sq (Jing) and a Rk (Mullet).
With only three sets of carapace armour I decide to give them to Rank, Fisk and Mullet as they will be at the forefront, and just pray to god that Starbuck doesn't get got. And you other guys too, of course. But Starbuck's kind of the most important.
This... is not the strongest team to be sending on a thin-man heavy bomb disposal mission. But with all of NA at mid-high panic we can't afford not to go. So go we must.
Theodore Flooseveltproud parent of eight beautiful girls and shalmelodorne (which is currently being ruled by a woman (awesome role model for my daughters)) #dornedadRegistered Userregular
dammit, Starbuck, you better come back from this
I will not accept victory on the scoreboards due to a technicality like your death
+2
Theodore Flooseveltproud parent of eight beautiful girls and shalmelodorne (which is currently being ruled by a woman (awesome role model for my daughters)) #dornedadRegistered Userregular
Well, not too long in the med bay this time at least. Hooray for explosives though! Good luck squad two.
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Theodore Flooseveltproud parent of eight beautiful girls and shalmelodorne (which is currently being ruled by a woman (awesome role model for my daughters)) #dornedadRegistered Userregular
Hopefully Mullet can live up to his wunderkind stats when it counts
Put me in coach, this gaping hole in my face is merely a flesh wound.
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Brovid Hasselsmof[Growling historic on the fury road]Registered Userregular
Dr. Vahlen has approached me with a proposition, that she feels she may be able to artificially synthesise the enzyme she believes to be responsible for inducing the chrysallid "zombie" effect. However as this is untested technology based on freaky alien bug biology we have no idea if it will work or, if it does, that we will have control of the zombie. Therefore it will only be tried if we get truly desperate and run out of fresh recruits.
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scherbchenAsgard (it is dead)Registered Userregular
Put me in, coach! With my predicted 18 willpower I am a zombie as far as the law of the land is concerned.
i look forward to having my mutilated corpse carried back to the skyranger in Ranks ruck. why Rank? he's the only one who doesn't vomit carrying a bag of my entrails
Lt. Starbuck: According to Dr. Shen those green things are channeling power to the main explosive. So we gotta move fast, shut them down and find that bomb. We don't know how big the bang will be when it goes off, and I'd rather not find out.
Sq. Galore: I've got this one powered down.
Lt. Starbuck: Good work. Everyone move up. Keep your eyes peeled people, the x-rays that set the bomb might still be around.
Rk. Mullet: Got another power node back here.
Sq. Galore: Contact!
Sq. Galore: They've gone into cover.
Rk. Mullet: Moving up.
Rk. Mullet {laser rifle fire}
Rk. Mullet: One down.
Sq. Galore: Taking care of the second node.
Sq. Galore: Node deactivated. Still got one tango in here.
Cpl. Rankenphile. Knock knock!
Cpl. Rankenphile {shotgun blast}
Cpl. Rankenphile: Target pacified.
Lt. Starbuck: All right, if that's this building cleared, Fisk, can you get up on the roof and scout outside?
Sq. Fisk: Aye aye.
Sq. Fisk: Got one on the roof of the next building!
Sq. Galore: Taking a look out the door... we got two more in the alley!
Sq. Fisk: Make that one in the alley, two on the roof. Man, these guys can seriously jump.
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Sq. Galore: Enacting the Fuck You protocol.
Sq. Galore {RPG launch}
{EXPLOSION}
Sq. Fisk: I see another tango inside the building. Thanks for the window, Galore!
Sq. Fisk {laser rifle fire}
Sq. Fisk: Target down. Still got the one in the alley.
Cpl. Rankenphile {shotgun blast}
Cpl. Rankenphile: Taken care of.
Lt. Starbuck: Everybody into the second building, then, and get ready. I don't expect the bastards will fail to notice we've turned off their little toy, and I doubt they'll just let us get away with it. Galore, you're on the roof with me.
Sq. Galore: Affirmative. Climbing up.
Cpl. Rankenphile: If everyone's about ready, I'm set to cut the wire on this thing.
Sq. Fisk: Do it.
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Ho ho ho. How this game loves to mock me.
You need to log out of PA when you connect to X-COM. They are infiltrating your intertubes!
May 13th 06:29 Japan
Lt. Floosevelt, Sgt. Madder, Sgt. Label, Cpl. Fuzzbutt, Rk. Fatt
Cpl. Fuzzbutt: Was it the best idea to land so close to the UFO? That was hardly a stealthy approach.
Sgt. Label: Less walking is fine by me. This rocket launcher weighs a ton.
Sgt. Madder: I've got visual on two hostiles, other side of those walls!
Sgt. Madder {sniper rifle fire}
Sgt. Madder: Dammit, missed.
{plasma rifle fire}
Rk. Fatt: Make that four hostiles!
Lt. Floosevelt: I see 'em.
Lt. Floosevelt {laser rifle fire}
{hissing}
Sgt. Madder: Son of a *cough* Not again.
{plasma rifle fire}
{plasma rifle fire}
Rk. Fatt: Aagh! I'm hit.
Lt. Floosevelt {laser rifle fire}
Lt. Floosevelt: 'Nother one down. Two left. Madder they're getting too close, fall back.
Sgt. Madder: *cough* Oh, I don't feel so good... *retch* I... I think I'm having a heart attack! Fuck I have to get out of here!
Sgt. Madder {sniper rifle fire}
Lt. Floosevelt: Jesus, Madder, calm down. Less of the wild shooting, please.
Rk. Fatt: I have some bad news guys.
Rk. Fatt: And I think I hear more of them in the ship!
Lt. Floosevelt: Damn it. They're gonna get us surrounded.
Cpl. Fuzzbutt: Negative, range is too far.
Sgt. Label: Their cover is too good.
Rk. Fatt: I just gotta get a bit closer...
{plasma rifle fire}
Rk. Fatt: Aaaargh!!
Cpl. Fuzzbutt: Shit, Fatt is down!
Sgt. Label: God DAMN it.
Sgt. Label {RPG launch}
{EXPLOSION}
Sgt. Label: One down. Best I could do.
Lt. Floosevelt: Here goes nothing, then.
Lt. Floosevelt {laser rifle fire}
Lt. Floosevelt: He's done.
Cpl. Fuzzbutt: Just in time. Here come the other pack.
Lt. Floosevelt: Everybody reposition into cover!
Sgt. Madder {pistol shots}
Lt. Floosevelt: Nice to have you back with us, Madder.
Sgt. Madder: Sorry, LT. That poison stuff messes with your head.
{plasma rifle fire}
Sgt. Label: Aaagh!
Sgt. Label: Oww, dammit. I'm still here.
Sgt. Madder: Let's try this again with a real gun.
Sgt. Madder {sniper rifle fire}
Sgt. Madder: One left!
Sgt. Label: Moving up to take the shot.
Sgt. Label {LMG fire}
Sgt. Label: Shots wide.
Cpl. Fuzzbutt {pistol shots}
Lt. Floosevelt: Third time's the charm.
Lt. Floosevelt {pistol shots}
Lt. Floosevelt: Tango down.
Sgt. Label: Damn, Floosevelt, that's what, your fourth kill today?
Lt. Floosevelt: Well I'm damned if I'm letting Starbuck take my crown.
Cpl. Fuzzbutt: We have a straggler!
Lt. Floosevelt: Deal with it, corporal.
Cpl. Fuzzbutt: Aye, sir. Didn't really like the pistol anyway.
Cpl. Fuzzbutt {shotgun blast}
Lt. Floosevelt: Label, let me patch you up.
Lt. Floosevelt: Sorry, Madder, we only have one medkit. Better just keep your head down.
Sgt. Madder: Don't worry about me, I'm not in the mood for dying today.
Lt. Floosevelt: Okay, going to check the next entrance along, make sure nothing's sneaking up on us.
Lt. Floosevelt: All clear here. Fuzz, Label, approach the other door. Madder and I will go this way.
Cpl. Fuzzbutt: Roger that.
Cpl. Fuzzbutt: Hostile spotted! One shiny guy. Should I engage?
Lt. Floosevelt: Negative. Squad Two discovered these things' guns don't explode if you stun them, so that's what we're going to do. Only shoot if it's threatening one of us.
Lt. Floosevelt: Moving up inside. We see it.
Cpl. Fuzzbutt: It's coming for you, LT!
Cpl. Fuzzbutt {shotgun blast}
{plasma rifle fire}
Lt. Floosevelt: Ow! Mother-... now I know what you guys all keep moaning about. That does sting.
Lt. Floosevelt {pistol shots}
Lt. Floosevelt: It looks weakened. Go for it, Fuzzbutt.
Cpl. Fuzzbutt {zzzap!}
Cpl. Fuzzbutt: Target is down... woah, it turned into a chunk of crystal?
Lt. Floosevelt: All right, pick it up and let's head back.
Sgt. Label: Oh Dr. Vahlen is just going to love you, Fuzzbutt.
Kill Count
Lt. Floosevelt 4
Sgt. Madder 1
Sgt. Label 1
Cpl. Fuzzbutt 1 / 1 stun
Rk. Fatt 0
Promotions
Cpl. Fuzzbutt promoted to Sergeant. Nicknamed Caper. May be trained in either Lightning Reflexes (he first reaction shot taken against this soldier each turn automatically misses) or Close and Personal (the soldier gains a huge Aim bonus against adjacent or near-adjacent targets) @Mr Fuzzbutt
Sgt. Madder promoted to Leiutenent. Can be trained in either Disabling Shot (renders the targets weapon inoperable until the target reloads) or Battle Scanner (can throw an item which grants extended visibility for 2 turns; can be used twice per mission) @Antimatter
Lt. Floosevelt promoted to Captain. He may choose training in either Close Combat Specialist (grants an automatic reaction shot against any enemy which closes to within 4 spaces at any time) or Bring 'Em On (+1 damage on critical hits for each enemy visible to any squadmembers, not just this soldier, up to max +5) @Theodore Floosevelt
Casualty List
Cpt. Floosevelt admitted to medbay for 8 days
Sgt. Label admitted to medbay for 8 days
Lt. Madder admitted to medbay for 9 days
Rk. Fatt killed in action
Overall Kill Count
Cpt. Floosevelt 17
Lt. Starbuck 13
Lt. Madder 8
Sgt. Label 8
Sgt. Fuzzbutt 5 (1)
Cpl. Rankenphile 4 (1)
Cpl. Aya 4 (KIA)
Sq. Pugilation 4
Sq. Galore 4
Sq. Bogey 3 (KIA)
Sq. Gatz 2 (KIA)
Sq. Fisk 1
Sq. Jing 1
Rk. Mullet 0
Rk. Lobo 0 (KIA)
Rk. Fatt 0 (KIA)
So we have an Outsider Shard. Go us! I guess these guys don't die if you don't have a containment unit because you can just keep them in a drawer. That's a bit of luck.
May 13 - Begin researching Alien Nav Computer. In 9 days we will have 2 satellites available for launch and I intend to put them up over Brazil and Argentina, and then do ALL the autopsies and interrogations I haven't done yet. Alien Nav takes 10 days to research, so I can pretty much get it done in that time.
I sell a good amount of damaged UFO bits for a decent cash injection of 120 credits. Which means I can afford Squad Size II. We are now at full strength!
Except... we only have 12 active soldiers, and currently 4 of them are wounded. So I order in a few new rookies.
May 15 - The Council contact us with a high-priority mission. Aliens are setting explosives in Mexico City and we urgently need to get there and stop them before the bombs go off.
This is not ideal. Squad Two is up, and consists of one Lt (Starbuck), one Cpl (Rankenphile), and one Sq (Galore). Pugilation is in the medbay, so another Sq (Fisk) steps in to replace him. The final two slots are taken by one more Sq (Jing) and a Rk (Mullet).
With only three sets of carapace armour I decide to give them to Rank, Fisk and Mullet as they will be at the forefront, and just pray to god that Starbuck doesn't get got. And you other guys too, of course. But Starbuck's kind of the most important.
This... is not the strongest team to be sending on a thin-man heavy bomb disposal mission. But with all of NA at mid-high panic we can't afford not to go. So go we must.
God speed, Squad Two.
These never end badly
disabling shot! will be useful late game if im still around
S. Nickty
Armour as garish as possible (The spare kit bin look)
Dude or Lady is fine.
D3 Steam #TeamTangent STO
I will not accept victory on the scoreboards due to a technicality like your death
it's probably not possible to like... give me an eyepatch, is it
made of thick, plasma neutralising molecules.
e: apparently i screwed something up and my stream was black
this ain't the county fair, kid
but fuck these Chrysawhatsits and Cyberdillys.
Gonna kill me a alien tonight, sarge.
I really need a second sniper.
Did I do it sarge?
Did... did I kill a alien?
In one second wave game I had a colonel sniper with 120 aim. With a SCOPE, 90% was a relatively low hit chance for the guy!
You... you killed like ten aliens. You did good, kid. You did good.
Put me in coach, this gaping hole in my face is merely a flesh wound.
Surname: Crawfish
First name (or initial): E.
Gender: Male
Additional Info: surprise me!
I think I picked this game up a few months ago. I should probably try playing it one of these days.....
May 13th 06:29 Japan
Lt. Starbuck, Cpl. Rankenphile, Sq. Galore, Sq. Fisk, Sq. Jing, Rk. Mullet
Lt. Starbuck: According to Dr. Shen those green things are channeling power to the main explosive. So we gotta move fast, shut them down and find that bomb. We don't know how big the bang will be when it goes off, and I'd rather not find out.
Sq. Galore: I've got this one powered down.
Lt. Starbuck: Good work. Everyone move up. Keep your eyes peeled people, the x-rays that set the bomb might still be around.
Rk. Mullet: Got another power node back here.
Sq. Galore: Contact!
Sq. Galore: They've gone into cover.
Rk. Mullet: Moving up.
Rk. Mullet {laser rifle fire}
Rk. Mullet: One down.
Sq. Galore: Taking care of the second node.
Sq. Galore: Node deactivated. Still got one tango in here.
Cpl. Rankenphile. Knock knock!
Cpl. Rankenphile {shotgun blast}
Cpl. Rankenphile: Target pacified.
Lt. Starbuck: All right, if that's this building cleared, Fisk, can you get up on the roof and scout outside?
Sq. Fisk: Aye aye.
Sq. Fisk: Got one on the roof of the next building!
Sq. Galore: Taking a look out the door... we got two more in the alley!
Sq. Fisk: Make that one in the alley, two on the roof. Man, these guys can seriously jump.
Sq. Galore {RPG launch}
{EXPLOSION}
Sq. Fisk: I see another tango inside the building. Thanks for the window, Galore!
Sq. Fisk {laser rifle fire}
Sq. Fisk: Target down. Still got the one in the alley.
Cpl. Rankenphile {shotgun blast}
Cpl. Rankenphile: Taken care of.
Lt. Starbuck: Everybody into the second building, then, and get ready. I don't expect the bastards will fail to notice we've turned off their little toy, and I doubt they'll just let us get away with it. Galore, you're on the roof with me.
Sq. Galore: Affirmative. Climbing up.
Cpl. Rankenphile: If everyone's about ready, I'm set to cut the wire on this thing.
Sq. Fisk: Do it.
Sq. Galore: Here they come!
Sq. Galore {LMG fire}
Lt. Starbuck {LMG fire}
Sq. Galore: He's down.
Rk. Mullet: One on the lorry!
Rk. Mullet {laser rifle fire}
Sq. Fisk {laser rifle fire}
Sq. Jing {rifle fire}
Sq. Jing: Haha. Overkill much?
Rk. Mullet: Got another out there.
Sq. Jing: Make that two.
Sq. Jing {rifle fire}
Sq. Jing: First one's down.
Rk. Mullet {laser rifle fire}
Rk. Mullet: There goes the second.
Lt. Starbuck: Is that all of them?
Sq. Fisk: I think I heard one more out the side.
Cpl. Rankenphile: Going to investigate.
Cpl. Rankenphile: Oh yeah, I see him.
Cpl. Rankenphile {shotgun blast}
Cpl. Rankenphile: And that, as they say, is that.