Lulling the aliens into a false sense of security. Look at these guns, pew pew. Ignore that grenade...
One of the best things about the new A-Team movie was they were actually allowed to actually hit their targets.
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You go get 'em guys!
I'll stay here in the Skyranger and offer support!
Switch Friend Code: SW-1406-1275-7906
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FandaHang a shining starupon the highest boughRegistered Userregular
Mvrck peers around the wreck and finds a row of sheds and high hedges. With a proximity grenade on the UFO door, plus another one lobbed in through the hole in the hull, it doesn't look like we'll be threatened from the east.
But where did that rooftop Sectoid go? It didn't drop down, or we'd have seen it. It didn't climb down the stairs, or we'd have heard doors opening inside the farmhouse.
Confirmation Bias shifts out in front of the squad, forming a bulwark against our unseen enemy.
It takes the bait. It also must have failed Sectoid marksmanship school - the snap shot veers wide of our tank, demolishing another fence post.
In response, Confirmation Bias launches a rocket into the second floor of the house. If we can't get a good firing angle while the Sectoid on the roof, maybe we can blow the roof out from under it.
Alas, the explosion isn't quite powerful enough. But enough of the building has been abraded to give us a better view.
When YerMum and Sir Fabulous miss the mark, Durinia steps up to claim his second kill of the campaign.
Return fire from the hay field impacts harmlessly on bricks and mortar. Confirmation Bias's charmed existence continues.
There you are, you little sneak.
Firing line! Reform!
I'm trying to boost the aim of our lower-accuracy troops by having them take more shots. Of course, they have to hit the target in order to improve. SutibunRi illustrates the inherent Catch-22 for us.
Stormwatcher has more luck...
... but once again it's Durinia who seals the deal.
So, that's it then: June's terror mission will be in Asia, and it will be conducted by Sectoids.
Many of you are probably disappointed that we're going to go six months without seeing a Chryssalid. I'm right there with you. On the other hand, I'm also glad that this rematch is going to happen.
Twice now, Sectoids have run us out of cities we swore to defend. They mind-raped Bigity. They put our Skyranger to the torch. They parked a Cyberdisc at our front door and dared us to step across the threshold. Each time, we quailed and fled.
Well, our humiliation ends this month. This one won't be about saving civilians, or placating the Council, or winning the war.
This June, in the Orient, I'm taking back my pride.
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DuriniaEvolved from Space PotatoesRegistered Userregular
I'm running out of room on my tiny biceps for the kill-count tatoos. Might have to move to calves...
For business reasons, I must preserve the outward sign of sanity.
--Mark Twain
Hey Fanda, is there a reason (besides cost/resources) that I was downgraded to a rifle for this one? Seems a bit risky with damage RNG to not have everyone pack the heaviest armament they can.
Hey Fanda, is there a reason (besides cost/resources) that I was downgraded to a rifle for this one? Seems a bit risky with damage RNG to not have everyone pack the heaviest armament they can.
There were several people on that mission who were just barely strong enough for their cannons, so you were picking up their slack by carrying some HI-X. I also figured you would do more scouting and leave the shooting to them, because you're already full beefcake and don't need as much training up.
I did bring along a spare rocket launcher for everyone with a rifle, though, in case it turned out to be Mutons or Ethereals. The tank was included for the same reason.
The next mission is taking a little longer, as you might expect when killing a single alien requires the combined firepower of half our squad.
I'll get part one up ASAP, but in the meantime, here's a little preview:
I'm running out of room on my tiny biceps for the kill-count tatoos. Might have to move to calves...
You gained six strength from that mission! One more like that, and you'll be rated for heavy weapons.
Bring on the Super-Soldier Serum Muscle Butter!
For business reasons, I must preserve the outward sign of sanity.
--Mark Twain
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Imperial Guard Order of Battle:
Absence of Evidence
QuestionablySane and Iolo
JusticeforPluto and NotoriusBEN
Wraith260 and Velmeran
see317 and 38thDoe
GONG-00 and TeeMan
Of all the xeno scum befouling our galaxy, the greenskins are the most pernicious.
What they lack in sophistication, they make up for with brutish cunning; in jungle terrain, their kommandos are almost impossible to spot when not highlighted by a targeting auspex.
With the Emperor guiding his hand, Guardsman Iolo's heavy bolter finds its target. NotoriusBEN is likewise blessed.
Alas, our Manticore rocket tank is suffering a perturbation of its machine spirit.
There's no time for a techpriest to recite the litany of aiming. Where the machine spirit fails, the human spirit must prevail.
QuestionablySane scorches the earth. Then, with ogryn-like strength, JusticeforPluto heaves one of our melta bombs to the feet of the enemy.
Praise the Emperor.
Where there's one greenskin, you'll soon find a hundred more. We must purge every last one and cleanse the soil with holy prometheum so their spore cannot take root.
The death world of Catachan has no denser jungle than this. Most of our firepower is blocked by the trees.
JusticeforPluto continues to prove herself a credit to the regiment.
The greenskin still stands when our guns fall silent, but quick as a ratling, Guardsman see317 scurries forward to throw a krak grenade.
And with that, the first wave has been repulsed.
Commander TeeMan orders the men to fix bayonets and lay a minefield in preparation for the second wave.
Laboring feverishly under the glare of the Commissars, the men finish their work just in time.
Missile team, hold them back! The Emperor's eye is upon you, Velmeran!
We have the beast reeling! Grenadiers, finish it!
Not enough.
Roaring its defiance, the greenskin vanishes into the jungle ...
... while another suddenly appears in our midst.
Closer and closer, the tide surges.
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KadokenGiving Ends to my Friends and it Feels StupendousRegistered Userregular
edited October 2015
Orks only respect strength, you should intend to show them that we have it in ample supply.
Morningbutter, I'm not sure of the specifics of this particular doctrine but from what I know of it it's probably safest for you to stay on the DL with the "my stomach is part muscle butter-ghost now" for now
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MorninglordI'm tired of being Batman,so today I'll be Owl.Registered Userregular
Why?
(PSN: Morninglord) (Steam: Morninglord) (WiiU: Morninglord22) I like to record and toss up a lot of random gaming videos here.
Well, they might kill you.
I'm not certain that's how they'd respond, but it's a good enough chance than until we get a firm yes or no on that I figure play it safe.
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DuriniaEvolved from Space PotatoesRegistered Userregular
Hopefully this isn't a precursor to a full-on WAAAGH!
For business reasons, I must preserve the outward sign of sanity.
--Mark Twain
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MorninglordI'm tired of being Batman,so today I'll be Owl.Registered Userregular
Well, they might kill you.
I'm not certain that's how they'd respond, but it's a good enough chance than until we get a firm yes or no on that I figure play it safe.
Well, they might kill you.
I'm not certain that's how they'd respond, but it's a good enough chance than until we get a firm yes or no on that I figure play it safe.
Oh boy, first mission in months and I'm a rocket jockey surrounded by the greens. Lets hope I don't need to reload and fire on the same turn I moved...
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MorninglordI'm tired of being Batman,so today I'll be Owl.Registered Userregular
Well, they might kill you.
I'm not certain that's how they'd respond, but it's a good enough chance than until we get a firm yes or no on that I figure play it safe.
Well, they might kill you.
I'm not certain that's how they'd respond, but it's a good enough chance than until we get a firm yes or no on that I figure play it safe.
Well, they might kill you.
I'm not certain that's how they'd respond, but it's a good enough chance than until we get a firm yes or no on that I figure play it safe.
For my first action I want to scream and charge the nearest alien in melee.
Don't give me anything expensive.
And I note you did not do that.
I still hold out hope. Sadly Fanda seems to have treated it as a joke.
What I'm trying to say is if you are expected safety concerns out of me you picked the wrong stomach to haunt buddy.
You ate me.
Bodies have exits. I note you have not picked any of them!
Morninglord on
(PSN: Morninglord) (Steam: Morninglord) (WiiU: Morninglord22) I like to record and toss up a lot of random gaming videos here.
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MorninglordI'm tired of being Batman,so today I'll be Owl.Registered Userregular
edited October 2015
*this is what everyone else hears when they go past the muscle butter room*
Morning Butter: Why?
*pause*
Morning Butter: If you remember, when I signed up one of the first things I said was "For my first action I want to scream and charge the nearest alien in melee. Don't give me anything expensive."
*pause, sound of chugging*
Morning Butter: I still hold out hope. Sadly Fanda seems to have treated it as a joke. What I'm trying to say is if you are expected safety concerns out of me you picked the wrong stomach to haunt buddy.
*pause, more chugging*
Morning Butter: Bodies have exits. I note you have not picked any of them!
*belch*
Morninglord on
(PSN: Morninglord) (Steam: Morninglord) (WiiU: Morninglord22) I like to record and toss up a lot of random gaming videos here.
Well, they might kill you.
I'm not certain that's how they'd respond, but it's a good enough chance than until we get a firm yes or no on that I figure play it safe.
For my first action I want to scream and charge the nearest alien in melee.
Don't give me anything expensive.
And I note you did not do that.
I still hold out hope. Sadly Fanda seems to have treated it as a joke.
What I'm trying to say is if you are expected safety concerns out of me you picked the wrong stomach to haunt buddy.
You ate me.
Bodies have exits. I note you have not picked any of them!
I'm muscle butter. It's not my call, and as far as I can tell this stuff is planning on leaving your body shortly before the sun consumes the Earth. I can't figure out how you're not dead yet.
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MorninglordI'm tired of being Batman,so today I'll be Owl.Registered Userregular
Well, they might kill you.
I'm not certain that's how they'd respond, but it's a good enough chance than until we get a firm yes or no on that I figure play it safe.
For my first action I want to scream and charge the nearest alien in melee.
Don't give me anything expensive.
And I note you did not do that.
I still hold out hope. Sadly Fanda seems to have treated it as a joke.
What I'm trying to say is if you are expected safety concerns out of me you picked the wrong stomach to haunt buddy.
You ate me.
Bodies have exits. I note you have not picked any of them!
I'm muscle butter. It's not my call, and as far as I can tell this stuff is planning on leaving your body shortly before the sun consumes the Earth. I can't figure out how you're not dead yet.
*thumps stomach with fist*
Guts!
(PSN: Morninglord) (Steam: Morninglord) (WiiU: Morninglord22) I like to record and toss up a lot of random gaming videos here.
Well, they might kill you.
I'm not certain that's how they'd respond, but it's a good enough chance than until we get a firm yes or no on that I figure play it safe.
For my first action I want to scream and charge the nearest alien in melee.
Don't give me anything expensive.
And I note you did not do that.
I still hold out hope. Sadly Fanda seems to have treated it as a joke.
What I'm trying to say is if you are expected safety concerns out of me you picked the wrong stomach to haunt buddy.
You ate me.
Bodies have exits. I note you have not picked any of them!
I'm muscle butter. It's not my call, and as far as I can tell this stuff is planning on leaving your body shortly before the sun consumes the Earth. I can't figure out how you're not dead yet.
*thumps stomach with fist*
Guts!
I'm not sure you have those anymore.
You may want to get that checked out, by the way. I'm pretty sure this doctrine is okay with that sort of thing.
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MorninglordI'm tired of being Batman,so today I'll be Owl.Registered Userregular
Well, they might kill you.
I'm not certain that's how they'd respond, but it's a good enough chance than until we get a firm yes or no on that I figure play it safe.
For my first action I want to scream and charge the nearest alien in melee.
Don't give me anything expensive.
And I note you did not do that.
I still hold out hope. Sadly Fanda seems to have treated it as a joke.
What I'm trying to say is if you are expected safety concerns out of me you picked the wrong stomach to haunt buddy.
You ate me.
Bodies have exits. I note you have not picked any of them!
I'm muscle butter. It's not my call, and as far as I can tell this stuff is planning on leaving your body shortly before the sun consumes the Earth. I can't figure out how you're not dead yet.
*thumps stomach with fist*
Guts!
I'm not sure you have those anymore.
You may want to get that checked out, by the way. I'm pretty sure this doctrine is okay with that sort of thing.
*narrows eyes*
You sure are certain there's something wrong with me Mr Ghost. I'm onto you. Think healthy, be healthy, that's the ticket!
(PSN: Morninglord) (Steam: Morninglord) (WiiU: Morninglord22) I like to record and toss up a lot of random gaming videos here.
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One of the best things about the new A-Team movie was they were actually allowed to actually hit their targets.
I'll stay here in the Skyranger and offer support!
Switch Friend Code: SW-1406-1275-7906
Mvrck peers around the wreck and finds a row of sheds and high hedges. With a proximity grenade on the UFO door, plus another one lobbed in through the hole in the hull, it doesn't look like we'll be threatened from the east.
But where did that rooftop Sectoid go? It didn't drop down, or we'd have seen it. It didn't climb down the stairs, or we'd have heard doors opening inside the farmhouse.
Confirmation Bias shifts out in front of the squad, forming a bulwark against our unseen enemy.
It takes the bait. It also must have failed Sectoid marksmanship school - the snap shot veers wide of our tank, demolishing another fence post.
In response, Confirmation Bias launches a rocket into the second floor of the house. If we can't get a good firing angle while the Sectoid on the roof, maybe we can blow the roof out from under it.
Alas, the explosion isn't quite powerful enough. But enough of the building has been abraded to give us a better view.
When YerMum and Sir Fabulous miss the mark, Durinia steps up to claim his second kill of the campaign.
Return fire from the hay field impacts harmlessly on bricks and mortar. Confirmation Bias's charmed existence continues.
There you are, you little sneak.
Firing line! Reform!
I'm trying to boost the aim of our lower-accuracy troops by having them take more shots. Of course, they have to hit the target in order to improve. SutibunRi illustrates the inherent Catch-22 for us.
Stormwatcher has more luck...
... but once again it's Durinia who seals the deal.
So, that's it then: June's terror mission will be in Asia, and it will be conducted by Sectoids.
Many of you are probably disappointed that we're going to go six months without seeing a Chryssalid. I'm right there with you. On the other hand, I'm also glad that this rematch is going to happen.
Twice now, Sectoids have run us out of cities we swore to defend. They mind-raped Bigity. They put our Skyranger to the torch. They parked a Cyberdisc at our front door and dared us to step across the threshold. Each time, we quailed and fled.
Well, our humiliation ends this month. This one won't be about saving civilians, or placating the Council, or winning the war.
This June, in the Orient, I'm taking back my pride.
--Mark Twain
The answer, as is the answer to all things, is to create more canvas with Muscle Butter™.
You gained six strength from that mission! One more like that, and you'll be rated for heavy weapons.
There were several people on that mission who were just barely strong enough for their cannons, so you were picking up their slack by carrying some HI-X. I also figured you would do more scouting and leave the shooting to them, because you're already full beefcake and don't need as much training up.
I did bring along a spare rocket launcher for everyone with a rifle, though, in case it turned out to be Mutons or Ethereals. The tank was included for the same reason.
The next mission is taking a little longer, as you might expect when killing a single alien requires the combined firepower of half our squad.
I'll get part one up ASAP, but in the meantime, here's a little preview:
Steam - NotoriusBEN | Uplay - notoriusben | Xbox,Windows Live - ThatBEN
Bring on the Super-Soldier Serum Muscle Butter!
--Mark Twain
Imperial Guard Order of Battle:
Absence of Evidence
QuestionablySane and Iolo
JusticeforPluto and NotoriusBEN
Wraith260 and Velmeran
see317 and 38thDoe
GONG-00 and TeeMan
Of all the xeno scum befouling our galaxy, the greenskins are the most pernicious.
What they lack in sophistication, they make up for with brutish cunning; in jungle terrain, their kommandos are almost impossible to spot when not highlighted by a targeting auspex.
With the Emperor guiding his hand, Guardsman Iolo's heavy bolter finds its target. NotoriusBEN is likewise blessed.
Alas, our Manticore rocket tank is suffering a perturbation of its machine spirit.
There's no time for a techpriest to recite the litany of aiming. Where the machine spirit fails, the human spirit must prevail.
QuestionablySane scorches the earth. Then, with ogryn-like strength, JusticeforPluto heaves one of our melta bombs to the feet of the enemy.
Praise the Emperor.
Where there's one greenskin, you'll soon find a hundred more. We must purge every last one and cleanse the soil with holy prometheum so their spore cannot take root.
The death world of Catachan has no denser jungle than this. Most of our firepower is blocked by the trees.
JusticeforPluto continues to prove herself a credit to the regiment.
The greenskin still stands when our guns fall silent, but quick as a ratling, Guardsman see317 scurries forward to throw a krak grenade.
And with that, the first wave has been repulsed.
Commander TeeMan orders the men to fix bayonets and lay a minefield in preparation for the second wave.
Laboring feverishly under the glare of the Commissars, the men finish their work just in time.
Missile team, hold them back! The Emperor's eye is upon you, Velmeran!
We have the beast reeling! Grenadiers, finish it!
Not enough.
Roaring its defiance, the greenskin vanishes into the jungle ...
... while another suddenly appears in our midst.
Closer and closer, the tide surges.
"Blessed is the mind too small for doubt."
Still doming xenos with soda cans.
Steam - NotoriusBEN | Uplay - notoriusben | Xbox,Windows Live - ThatBEN
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I'm not certain that's how they'd respond, but it's a good enough chance than until we get a firm yes or no on that I figure play it safe.
--Mark Twain
We must Purge Holy Terra of this Xeno's filth!
Praise the Emperor!
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I still hold out hope. Sadly Fanda seems to have treated it as a joke.
What I'm trying to say is if you are expected safety concerns out of me you picked the wrong stomach to haunt buddy.
Username is perfect.
Chicago Megagame group
Watch me struggle to learn streaming! Point and laugh!
Bodies have exits. I note you have not picked any of them!
Morning Butter: Why?
*pause*
Morning Butter: If you remember, when I signed up one of the first things I said was "For my first action I want to scream and charge the nearest alien in melee. Don't give me anything expensive."
*pause, sound of chugging*
Morning Butter: I still hold out hope. Sadly Fanda seems to have treated it as a joke. What I'm trying to say is if you are expected safety concerns out of me you picked the wrong stomach to haunt buddy.
*pause, more chugging*
Morning Butter: Bodies have exits. I note you have not picked any of them!
*belch*
*thumps stomach with fist*
Guts!
You may want to get that checked out, by the way. I'm pretty sure this doctrine is okay with that sort of thing.
*narrows eyes*
You sure are certain there's something wrong with me Mr Ghost. I'm onto you. Think healthy, be healthy, that's the ticket!