We have one downed UFO and one landed UFO, but only three functional soldiers. You know what that means?
TANK! Athenor gets shoved into a Desert Spirit, and the demoralized survivors from last time get thrown back into the transport. On the way out, they meet MrMonroe, Forar, and Steel Angel. Gee, three leave, three come in...we have high hopes for this mission, don't we?
The transport lands shortly after dawn. One mercy there, at least. Athenor is first out, spotting nothing for a while. And then- oo, new type of alien. A Vipon, sort of like a very fat evolved snakeman.
Athenor only has enough time for a single shot. Misses by a mile.
Everyone piles out- and ALSO misses by a mile. Raiden333 manages to shoot the tank twice in the process, fortunately doing only minor damage.
The aliens have their turn. Lampley pees his pants under a PSI-attack
While Raiden333 just gets shot. Fortunately the commander is using a pistol, so it doesn't hurt too badly. He's not even bleeding.
Athenor rumbles forward a bit and takes aim.
Despite ripping off four shots, not a one even comes close. Raiden333 is next. He darts out to where he has a clear shot, and opens fire. Four shots streak out, two hit.
Except the one hit only did 4 points of damage, and the other sliced off into the night and hit a COMPLETELY different alien. Oh, and the return fire about sawed Lampley's arm off.
Kedinik tosses in a grenade, but it only wounds the Vipon a bit.
Then ALL the troopers get paralyzed and three Halluinoids lumber into view. Just as the "oh shit" is sinking in, the Vipon opens fire. Plasma fire walks across Athenor, damaging the tank but only moderately, then drifting to Lampley.
Lampley isn't anywhere near as well armored. Lampley falls over dead.
Athenor launches a rocket at the lower two Halluinoids, who are quite nicely bunched up.
It streaks in and explodes right in the middle. And they both live. Then he pivots and opens fire on the nearest alien. Miss.
Both troopers get paralyzed again, so they can only stand and watch as a Halluinoid rips apart the tank, and then the commander slithers up and fires again and again, taking his time about it. Raiden333 goes down, and then the Halluincoid moves in on kedinik.
Let's hope the aliens don't get frisky, hmm? Oh, and we don't have a transport anymore. Fortunately, we can order those. Unfortunately, its going to take a few days..
A Scout is detected north of the main base, headed toward the wreck of the last UFO. It gets shot down, and drops into the drink- the bean counters can't complain about our not attacking that one!
Well, it seems like it's my turn to join the fighting. I've been training for this for a long time. But now that the time has come, I'm scared. In a span of three missions most of our veterans were wiped out. I'm new and inexperienced, how am I going to survive out there? The other guys have been talking about how they're going to kick alien butt, but I sense it's false bravado. They're scared too. If we get wiped out, who will be left to defend our planet?
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edited November 2008
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No one came back from the last mission. I ain't got much choice at this point but I'm startin' to get the shakes. Don't know how I feel about this kit they hooked me up with, though. The idea of gettin' up close and personal with one of them Vipons to hit 'em with a damn cattle prod doesn't strike me as such a great idea.
CALLSIGN: Occulus
PERSONAL IDENTIFICATION NUMBER: 02337743-6
Personal Audio Log
RECORDED 3/11/2108
***TRANSCRIPT FOLLOWS***
Woke up this morning to news that everyone died on the last mission. That sucks. I've heard the regen process is... pretty painful. I wonder how I'll go.
Sarge doesn't like me. I know it. I'll show that cocky bastard.
Dammit.
Boo missed me. I know when he misses me because he jumps at my eyes when I get back.
No one, not one, even the fucking tank, came back from the last mission. According to the salvaged transport camera (some crazy bastard walked out there)
The base has just been put on full alert since there isn't enough armor in working condition left. Actually... there aren't any armor suits left and we'll have to wait for the next batch before anyone has a chance to go on a mission. We're pretty much screwed if they attack. Everyone over here is being put on extra drills to keep sharp because they figure that'll help us if we're raided.
The mood here at the base is kinda like one at a funeral, everyone's morale is horrible. There are a couple of people who seem, lets say, excited by the danger. Well, to each their own.
There are many like it, but this one is mine.
My rifle is my best friend. It is my life.
I must master it as I must master my life.
My rifle without me is useless. Without my rifle, I am useless.
I must fire my rifle true.
I must shoot the enemy before he shoots me. I will.
My rifle and myself know that what counts in war is not the rounds we fire, the noise of our bursts, nor the smoke we make.
We know it is the hits that count. I will hit.
My rifle is human, even as I, because it is my life.
Thus, I will learn it as a brother.
I will learn its weaknesses, its strengths, its parts, its accessories, its sights, and its barrel.
I will ever guard it against the ravages of weather and damage.
We will become part of each other.
My rifle and myself are the defenders of my country.
We are the masters of our enemy.
We are the saviors of my life.
So be it.
Humies is never beaten in battle. If we win we win, if we die we get in da clonin' tube so it don't count as defeat. If we runs for it we don't die neither, so we can always cum back for anuvver go, see!
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NocrenLt Futz, Back in ActionNorth CarolinaRegistered Userregular
Humies is never beaten in battle. If we win we win, if we die we get in da clonin' tube so it don't count as defeat. If we runs for it we don't die neither, so we can always cum back for anuvver go, see!
Humies is never beaten in battle. If we win we win, if we die we get in da clonin' tube so it don't count as defeat. If we runs for it we don't die neither, so we can always cum back for anuvver go, see!
To: Steel Angel
From: Office of Requisitions
Subject: Re: Request to Requisition Armored Groin Protector
Unfortunately, we cannot meet your request for "Something that will keep me from meeting the same fate as Food and Zen before my first mission. I'll be happy with just an extra frying pan I can duct tape to my armor!" at this time.
That last mission was...dogshit. We need to do something about these casualty rates. But with the pile of nutjobs I'm "leading", that might not be the safest bet...
Good lord, they're WAAAAARGing again. Now where did I put those stun rockets..
/end log
(update later tonight)
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CindersWhose sails were black when it was windyRegistered Userregular
edited November 2008
Glub (I hope more people die so I can escape this tube. Also, WAAAAAAAAGHHHH!!)
That last mission was...dogshit. We need to do something about these casualty rates. But with the pile of nutjobs I'm "leading", that might not be the safest bet...
Good lord, they're WAAAAARGing again. Now where did I put those stun rockets..
/end log
On a somewhat less happy note, we've been losing Laser Rifles so fast we're actually out of them. The two new medics will have to settle for a shotgun and a regular rifle for now.
Everything stays quiet for a bit, allowing bongi, Maddoc, Inziga, Mr Ray, DualEdge and Jast to heal up. Then- hey, visitors!
The interceptors deal with it pretty quickly, but we still don't have a transport, and Jast refuses to walk. Then, a few hours later, another UFO is detected off the coast of the main continent. And at the same time the transport arrives. Before the pilot can even roll to a stop, the door's been yanked open and bongi, Maddoc, Inziga, Mr Ray, DualEdge, Jast, MrMonroe and Forar climb aboard to get to the crashed UFO before it disappears.
Antihippy: Yes, an update. I do them whenever the time and mood strikes.
Docken: the frequency of commanders IS adjustable, you know.
Forar is first off, and in a rather unusual fashion spots a Sectoid right off the bat. One quick exchange of laser/plasma fire and two hits later, and its down.
MrMonroe is next. He spots a Larve, but not before it spots him and gives him a nice green welcoming.
MrMonroe doesn't have enough AP to do anything after he stumbles free of the cloud, so DualEdge gets off next. Nope, the Larve is waay out of range. He runs out of the way as Jast steps up to take a shot. In the end, despite half the frigging transport taking shots or throwing grenades, the Larve isn't so much as singed. Good job, guys!
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Take a guess. Got a bit delayed, but here we go.
TANK! Athenor gets shoved into a Desert Spirit, and the demoralized survivors from last time get thrown back into the transport. On the way out, they meet MrMonroe, Forar, and Steel Angel. Gee, three leave, three come in...we have high hopes for this mission, don't we?
The transport lands shortly after dawn. One mercy there, at least. Athenor is first out, spotting nothing for a while. And then- oo, new type of alien. A Vipon, sort of like a very fat evolved snakeman.
...and its a commander. Uh-oh.
Everyone piles out- and ALSO misses by a mile. Raiden333 manages to shoot the tank twice in the process, fortunately doing only minor damage.
The aliens have their turn. Lampley pees his pants under a PSI-attack
While Raiden333 just gets shot. Fortunately the commander is using a pistol, so it doesn't hurt too badly. He's not even bleeding.
Athenor rumbles forward a bit and takes aim.
Despite ripping off four shots, not a one even comes close. Raiden333 is next. He darts out to where he has a clear shot, and opens fire. Four shots streak out, two hit.
Except the one hit only did 4 points of damage, and the other sliced off into the night and hit a COMPLETELY different alien. Oh, and the return fire about sawed Lampley's arm off.
Then ALL the troopers get paralyzed and three Halluinoids lumber into view. Just as the "oh shit" is sinking in, the Vipon opens fire. Plasma fire walks across Athenor, damaging the tank but only moderately, then drifting to Lampley.
Lampley isn't anywhere near as well armored. Lampley falls over dead.
Athenor launches a rocket at the lower two Halluinoids, who are quite nicely bunched up.
It streaks in and explodes right in the middle. And they both live. Then he pivots and opens fire on the nearest alien. Miss.
This will not end well.
Steam profile.
Getting started with BATTLETECH: Part 1 / Part 2
Let's hope the aliens don't get frisky, hmm? Oh, and we don't have a transport anymore. Fortunately, we can order those. Unfortunately, its going to take a few days..
Healthy, Jast. You're in medical getting probed.
Current list:
WMain00: (3 kills / 0 stuns / 0 deaths / 2 missions) rifle
Klyka: (1 kills / 0 stuns / 0 deaths / 1 missions) dual pistols
Domhnall: (4 kills / 0 stuns / 0 deaths / 1 missions) flamethrower
Antihippy: (5 kills / 0 stuns / 0 deaths / 3 missions) grenade
bongi: (0 kills / 0 stuns / 0 deaths / 0 missions) rifle
Maddoc: (0 kills / 0 stuns / 0 deaths / 0 missions) pistols grenades scoutKILL
Inzigna: (0 kills / 0 stuns / 0 deaths / 0 missions) rifleman
Mr Ray: (0 kills / 0 stuns / 0 deaths / 0 missions) rifle / grenades
DualEdge: (0 kills / 0 stuns / 0 deaths / 0 missions) stunrod / stunrod
Jast: (0 kills / 0 stuns / 0 deaths / 0 missions) rifle
MrMonroe: (0 kills / 0 stuns / 0 deaths / 0 missions) prox/stunrod
Forar: (0 kills / 0 stuns / 0 deaths / 0 missions) rifle/shotgun
Steel Angel: (0 kills / 0 stuns / 0 deaths / 0 missions) sniper
Clone List: (kills / stuns / deaths / missions) type
Sheepman: (0 kills / 0 stuns / 0 deaths / 0 missions) medic
Xtarath: (0 kills / 0 stuns / 0 deaths / 0 missions) medic
Core: (0 kills / 0 stuns / 0 deaths / 0 missions) shotgun
Erandus: (0 kills / 0 stuns / 0 deaths / 0 missions) rifle
Blue map: (0 kills / 0 stuns / 0 deaths / 0 missions) grenades
gunwarrior: (0 kills / 0 stuns / 0 deaths / 0 missions) rifle
BronzeDuck: (0 kills / 0 stuns / 0 deaths / 0 missions) Heavy
Omnicron9999: (0 kills / 0 stuns / 1 deaths / 1 missions) infantry
Jesuits: (1 kills / 0 stuns / 1 deaths / 1 missions) flamethrower
Parkingtigers: (0 kills / 0 stuns / 0 deaths / 0 missions) pistols /stun
Flippy_D : (0 kills / 0 stuns / 0 deaths / 0 missions) GUESS.
Igel: (0 kills / 0 stuns / 0 deaths / 0 missions)
Jean Claude Van Calm: (0 kills / 0 stuns / 0 deaths / 0 missions) sniper
Roshin: (0 kills / 0 stuns / 0 deaths / 0 missions) scout
joshua1: (0 kills / 0 stuns / 0 deaths / 0 missions)
Velmeran: (1 kills / 0 stuns / 0 deaths / 1 missions) rifleman
Zandracon: (0 kills / 0 stuns / 0 deaths / 0 missions) explosives
Sunstrand: (0 kills / 0 stuns / 0 deaths / 0 missions)
mrsnackroad: (2 kills / 0 stuns / 1 deaths / 1 missions) expendable rifle
Wheezer: (2 kills / 0 stuns / 1 deaths / 1 missions) rifleman
Khavall: (0 kills / 0 stuns / 1 deaths / 1 missions) sniper
Typhus733: (1 kills / 0 stuns / 0 deaths / 1 missions) shotgun
Zone: (2 kills / 0 stuns / 1 deaths / 1 missions) bazkooka
see317: (0 kills / 0 stuns / 0 deaths / 0 missions) rockets / grenades
Apharmd: (0 kills / 0 stuns / 0 deaths / 0 missions) heavy
4rch3nemy: (0 kills / 0 stuns / 0 deaths / 0 missions) maniac
SanderJK : (0 kills / 0 stuns / 0 deaths / 0 missions)
BlitzAce: (0 kills / 0 stuns / 0 deaths / 0 missions) BOOM
TehSpectre: (0 kills / 0 stuns / 0 deaths / 0 missions) scout / dual pistols
wabbiteh: (0 kills / 0 stuns / 1 deaths / 1 missions) generic
Zen Vulgarity: (0 kills / 2 stuns / 1 deaths / 2 missions) stun rod / shields
MrBlarney: (0 kills / 0 stuns / 1 deaths / 1 missions) medic
Iolo: (0 kills / 0 stuns / 0 deaths / 0 missions)
MoosehatIV: (0 kills / 0 stuns / 0 deaths / 0 missions)
Fish: (0 kills / 0 stuns / 1 deaths / 1 missions) shotgun
KapsLocked: (2 kills / 0 stuns / 1 deaths / 2 missions) grenades
Punch Rockgroin: (0 kills / 0 stuns / 0 deaths / 0 missions)
Rabidrabbit: (0 kills / 0 stuns / 0 deaths / 1 missions) shotgun
leaf: (0 kills / 0 stuns / 0 deaths / 0 missions) medic
Occulus: (0 kills / 0 stuns / 0 deaths / 0 missions) grenades
Milquetoast Thug: (0 kills / 0 stuns / 0 deaths / 0 missions) MORE DAKKA
Cinders: (0 kills / 0 stuns / 1 deaths / 2 missions) rocket launcher
Nocren: (2 kills / 0 stuns / 01 deaths / 3 missions) Heavy (no autocannon, but BIG lasers!) Charlene
Carch: (1 kills / 0 stuns / 1 deaths / 2 missions) pistols (hey, I went by the title)
Skutskut: (3 kills / 0 stuns / 1 deaths / 2 missions) rifle
Dignified Pauper: (5 kills / 0 stuns / 1 deaths / 3 missions) sniper
1k Dicks: (7 kills / 0 stuns / 1 deaths / 4 missions) explosives (full name won't fit)
Behemoth: (1 kills / 0 stuns / 1 deaths / 3 missions) shotgun
YerMum: (4 kills / 1 stuns / 1 deaths / 4 missions) rocket launcher
ben0207: (14 kills / 0 stuns / 1 deaths / 2 missions) shotgun
Food: (12 kills / 0 stuns / 1 deaths / 3 missions) (Are you TRYING for karmatic death here?)
minigunwielder: (0 kills / 0 stuns / 0 deaths / 0 missions) (rifle/stunprod)
Lampley: (2 kills / 0 stuns / 1 deaths / 3 missions) grenades
Raiden333: (6 kills / 0 stuns / 1 deaths / 5 missions) Medic
kedinik: (2 kills / 0 stuns / 1 deaths / 3 missions) shotgun
Vehicle Pilots: (kills / stuns / deaths / missions)
RogueKnight: (2 kills / 0 stuns / 1 deaths / 1 missions)
Athenor: (0 kills / 0 stuns / 1 deaths / 1 missions)
Lawinator: (0 kills / 0 stuns / 0 deaths / 0 missions)
Well, it seems like it's my turn to join the fighting. I've been training for this for a long time. But now that the time has come, I'm scared. In a span of three missions most of our veterans were wiped out. I'm new and inexperienced, how am I going to survive out there? The other guys have been talking about how they're going to kick alien butt, but I sense it's false bravado. They're scared too. If we get wiped out, who will be left to defend our planet?
No one came back from the last mission. I ain't got much choice at this point but I'm startin' to get the shakes. Don't know how I feel about this kit they hooked me up with, though. The idea of gettin' up close and personal with one of them Vipons to hit 'em with a damn cattle prod doesn't strike me as such a great idea.
Wish me luck, Maria
Billy
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I can vouch for this man.
Wait your turn. You're just a fellow brain in a can like the rest of us.
Now with more brain!
Just be glad you still have one unlike Zen and Food!
Steam Profile
3DS: 3454-0268-5595 Battle.net: SteelAngel#1772
PERSONAL IDENTIFICATION NUMBER: 02337743-6
Personal Audio Log
RECORDED 3/11/2108
***TRANSCRIPT FOLLOWS***
Woke up this morning to news that everyone died on the last mission. That sucks. I've heard the regen process is... pretty painful. I wonder how I'll go.
Sarge doesn't like me. I know it. I'll show that cocky bastard.
Dammit.
Boo missed me. I know when he misses me because he jumps at my eyes when I get back.
Gotta go. Antihippy wants me (his phrasing).
Fear. And loathing.
***END TRANSCRIPT***
It has begun.
[Ends log]
Yeah, things are going to hell, fast.
No one, not one, even the fucking tank, came back from the last mission. According to the salvaged transport camera (some crazy bastard walked out there)
The base has just been put on full alert since there isn't enough armor in working condition left. Actually... there aren't any armor suits left and we'll have to wait for the next batch before anyone has a chance to go on a mission. We're pretty much screwed if they attack. Everyone over here is being put on extra drills to keep sharp because they figure that'll help us if we're raided.
The mood here at the base is kinda like one at a funeral, everyone's morale is horrible. There are a couple of people who seem, lets say, excited by the danger. Well, to each their own.
---"Gunwarrior" out
This is my rifle.
There are many like it, but this one is mine.
My rifle is my best friend. It is my life.
I must master it as I must master my life.
My rifle without me is useless. Without my rifle, I am useless.
I must fire my rifle true.
I must shoot the enemy before he shoots me. I will.
My rifle and myself know that what counts in war is not the rounds we fire, the noise of our bursts, nor the smoke we make.
We know it is the hits that count. I will hit.
My rifle is human, even as I, because it is my life.
Thus, I will learn it as a brother.
I will learn its weaknesses, its strengths, its parts, its accessories, its sights, and its barrel.
I will ever guard it against the ravages of weather and damage.
We will become part of each other.
My rifle and myself are the defenders of my country.
We are the masters of our enemy.
We are the saviors of my life.
So be it.
From: Office of Requisitions
Subject: Re: Request to Requisition Armored Groin Protector
Unfortunately, we cannot meet your request for "Something that will keep me from meeting the same fate as Food and Zen before my first mission. I'll be happy with just an extra frying pan I can duct tape to my armor!" at this time.
Steam Profile
3DS: 3454-0268-5595 Battle.net: SteelAngel#1772
That last mission was...dogshit. We need to do something about these casualty rates. But with the pile of nutjobs I'm "leading", that might not be the safest bet...
Good lord, they're WAAAAARGing again. Now where did I put those stun rockets..
/end log
(update later tonight)
Food died and I missed it?!?!?! NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!
Corporal Food... why? You were beautiful... beautiful
Because there is no kill like overkill.
Hoorah, only a couple bodies left.
First thing's first- we need more bodies. Say hi to Sheepman, Xtarath, Core, Erandus, Blue map, and gunwarrior!
I thought that you only do them on wednesdays?
Edit: oh wait.
Is this an update?
Having a blast with it! Really good to get that x-com feeling after all these years again!
But damnit, finding commanders is ridiculously hard...
Everything stays quiet for a bit, allowing bongi, Maddoc, Inziga, Mr Ray, DualEdge and Jast to heal up. Then- hey, visitors!
The interceptors deal with it pretty quickly, but we still don't have a transport, and Jast refuses to walk. Then, a few hours later, another UFO is detected off the coast of the main continent. And at the same time the transport arrives. Before the pilot can even roll to a stop, the door's been yanked open and bongi, Maddoc, Inziga, Mr Ray, DualEdge, Jast, MrMonroe and Forar climb aboard to get to the crashed UFO before it disappears.
Antihippy: Yes, an update. I do them whenever the time and mood strikes.
God speed men. God speed.
Forar is first off, and in a rather unusual fashion spots a Sectoid right off the bat. One quick exchange of laser/plasma fire and two hits later, and its down.
MrMonroe is next. He spots a Larve, but not before it spots him and gives him a nice green welcoming.
MrMonroe doesn't have enough AP to do anything after he stumbles free of the cloud, so DualEdge gets off next. Nope, the Larve is waay out of range. He runs out of the way as Jast steps up to take a shot. In the end, despite half the frigging transport taking shots or throwing grenades, the Larve isn't so much as singed. Good job, guys!