They want a reign of terror, we will _give_ them a reign of terror!
Bourgeois swine! We will take all of their heads!
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FandaHang a shining starupon the highest boughRegistered Userregular
There's one thing to be said for a centrally located LZ: you don't have far to go to find a fight.
A sudden barrage of plasma brings Existential Doubt up short as it rolls into the street.
With red-caped figures swooping down behind them, panicked civilians are fleeing toward the Skyranger.
Cheeseliker may have just saved this man's life.
Meanwhile, crucialityfactor takes the rare opportunity to gain a height advantage on a Floater.
It pays off with her second career kill.
On the following turn, she disembarks for a closer look at the apartment building that abuts our landing zone. From the destruction on the third floor, we can surmise that the shooter was airborne east of the building, firing at an angle into the corner suite.
Down on the ground, more trouble awaits. Fortunately, the fence is still mostly intact, denying the Reaper a straight run at us. Colonel Talus adds a proximity grenade to the obstacles in its way.
Across the street, the Floaters are now trying to cut down the fleeing civilians before they can reach us.
Gabriel_Pitt expertly insinuates himself into the Floaters' shared blind spot and calls out the targets to the squad.
More clutch marksmanship from Cheeseliker! With the nearby civilians giving her zero margin for error, her cannon strikes true again.
Morning Butter, on the other hand, relies more on volume of fire than precision. After Rend's burst softens the target, Butter takes it out.
You've got a clear path to the Skyranger now, gents! Run for it!
Oh no.
God damn it.
From the park, a primal bellow.
IT COMES
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MorninglordI'm tired of being Batman,so today I'll be Owl.Registered Userregular
edited November 2015
"Volume of fire."
I like the sound of those words.
They sound like dakka.
Morninglord on
(PSN: Morninglord) (Steam: Morninglord) (WiiU: Morninglord22) I like to record and toss up a lot of random gaming videos here.
Surely you wouldn't insult the Commander by suggesting that he might not have brought enough heavy weapons to utterly incinerate the town we're supposed to be saving?
FandaHang a shining starupon the highest boughRegistered Userregular
Hobbled by its injuries, the Reaper could only reach the border of the park. It's unquestionably within striking range now and mustn't be allowed to survive the turn.
First, though, let's see what else we're dealing with. Morning Butter makes his way around the front landing gear, seeking out the source of those plasma blasts that killed the civilian across the street.
He finds it hovering one story above the sidewalk, the smoking barrel of its pistol still trained on its fresh kill.
It proves an easy target for Gabriel_Pitt, who scores a stunning blow.
Meanwhile, Existential Doubt has continued rumbling up the street and found the northwestern corner of the map.
It's met there by a Floater who makes a fierce and idiotic attempt to stun our tank before retreating deeper into the garden.
Since he appears to be in the zone today, Gabriel_Pitt might as well keep shooting.
Another non-lethal takedown by a rookie who I'm starting to suspect is a secret pacifist. Regardless, that's the west secured for now. We just have to sort out the Reaper in the park and whatever might be in the apartment building.
Speaking of which: crucialityfactor, why don't you scout it out for us?
... crucialityfactor ...?
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MorninglordI'm tired of being Batman,so today I'll be Owl.Registered Userregular
Been reading this thread the last couple of days. Really great stuff. I'm only on page 30 but if there is still any barns standing I would like to !sign up (female 4).
I'd call that a successful scout; we now know something more lethal than a broken fence is out there. Great job crucialityfactor, now men continue onwards an- wait, where's @see317 ?
If anything, that clip taught me that Data is the best android. Why be a lame-ass backstabby always-evil-AI when you could be awesome like Data?
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FandaHang a shining starupon the highest boughRegistered Userregular
It occurs to me that Floater terror missions in UFO Defense are kind of like Exalt data recoveries in XCOM 2012. They're the stress relief missions.
They represent one of the vanishingly few times that you have the upper hand on your adversary.
Of course, all it takes is a single mistake - one missed relay, one step into a smoke-filled alley - and the comedy begins to turn to horror.
That's when you need someone to step up and pull everyone back from the brink. Someone like ...
... really? Are we sure about this?
All right, manwiththemachinegun. This is your moment. Make us proud.
Beautifully done!!
Another step forward, another Floater revealed.
Can you do it again, manwiththemachinegun? Can you solidify your legacy for all time?
He may not qualify as beefcake, but today he has become truly swole with heroism.
Having dashed past a pair of overwatching Floaters while bullets tore through the air a few feet above her, Cheeseliker finally reaches the safety of the apartment. For the first time since the Skyranger ramp dropped, she breathes clean air in great shuddering gulps.
We've made our one mistake, and we've overcome it. Now, at last, it's time to deal with the Reaper.
Talus and Molybdenum together drive four armor-piercing cannon rounds into the monster's great furry bulk. They might as well be whacking its snout with a rolled-up newspaper. Clearly, this is going to require an explosive solution.
Rend tosses a HI-X charge across the ramp to Phaserlight. She catches it deftly and heaves it over the park fence, landing it directly at the foot of -
I'd call that a successful scout; we now know something more lethal than a broken fence is out there. Great job crucialityfactor, now men continue onwards an- wait, where's see317 ?
What? I didn't do anything to the high explosives!
Certainly I would have had no reason to coat them with lubricants that would have incidentally made them difficult to throw or catch effectively.
Even if there was a highly lucrative black market for such explosives, smuggling them out of base would have required a lot of creative thinking and a a great deal more muscle elasticity than most mortals possess.
Why is everyone looking at me? I said I didn't have anything to do with anything.
Gabriel_Pitt(effective against Russian warships)Registered Userregular
God damn it. All right, once I'm done gathering up the 'new friends' I've made over here to take back to the base and have 'tea' with Dr. Vahlen, I'll pick up the rest of y'all's bleeding carcasses and drag you back to the sky ranger.
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FandaHang a shining starupon the highest boughRegistered Userregular
Five months ago, on a Medium Scout recovery, Talus9952 was cut down by Sectoid reaction fire. A last-second medevac saved her life, but she spent weeks in hospital undergoing surgery and physical therapy. It was very nearly the end of a promising career.
Instead, she clawed her way back to active duty. As the months passed, she was promoted up through the ranks. Finally she was given command of our North American operations - the pinnacle of a soldier's ambition.
She came a long way from that Spanish farmstead where everything came so close to ending for her. With every step along the path that brought her to Santiago, she grew in strength, in skill, and in vitality. She made all of us proud.
In particular, she gained fourteen health. And by that margin, she currently clings to life.
Four turns separate her from the hereafter. Only reckless haste can save our Colonel now.
Existential Doubt's treads churn up a spume of dirt and ash as it rushes at top speed down the alley. It finds another Floater hovering beside a second story window, where none of our soldiers have a hope of engaging it.
On the ground floor, Cheeseliker sweeps through the flat. She finds a corpse in the kitchen, and something much worse waiting just outside the window.
Meanwhile, Talus has stripped the belt of armor-piercing ammunition out of her autocannon with trembling, blood-soaked hands, and reloaded it with explosive rounds.
Using the last of her strength, she grabs Phaserlight by the shoulder and thrusts her autocannon into the rookie's hands. Then she pulls Phaserlight close and whispers something fiercely into her ear.
It's Talus's last act in command.
Phaserlight turns to the Reaper in the courtyard, bringing the Colonel's autocannon to bear. Her face an ashen mask of grim determination, she squeezes the trigger...
... and finds a small measure of redemption.
With the way cleared, X-Com operatives sprint out towards the apartment building and the Floater hiding behind it. A limited contingent, however, stays behind. The Floaters that Gabriel_Pitt stunned could reawaken at any moment and delay Talus's medevac for one fatal turn. They'll have to be dealt with.
Rend goes after the northwestern one, while Morning Butter takes the south.
It's all we can do for now. Existential Doubt tucks itself back behind the corner of the building, and a few more moments of Talus's scant remaining time slip away.
What's this?
It's coming after the tank! We've got it now!
Across the street, Morning Butter reaches the pile of bodies at the corner of the warehouse and pokes them with his boot to see which one is still breathing.
Meanwhile, Talus has stripped the belt of armor-piercing ammunition out of her autocannon with trembling, blood-soaked hands, and reloaded it with explosive rounds.
Using the last of her strength, she grabs Phaserlight by the shoulder and thrusts her autocannon into the rookie's hands. Then she pulls Phaserlight close and whispers something fiercely into her ear.
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Not anymore.
Also woo I got to blow shit up! Finally!
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Bourgeois swine! We will take all of their heads!
A sudden barrage of plasma brings Existential Doubt up short as it rolls into the street.
With red-caped figures swooping down behind them, panicked civilians are fleeing toward the Skyranger.
Cheeseliker may have just saved this man's life.
Meanwhile, crucialityfactor takes the rare opportunity to gain a height advantage on a Floater.
It pays off with her second career kill.
On the following turn, she disembarks for a closer look at the apartment building that abuts our landing zone. From the destruction on the third floor, we can surmise that the shooter was airborne east of the building, firing at an angle into the corner suite.
Down on the ground, more trouble awaits. Fortunately, the fence is still mostly intact, denying the Reaper a straight run at us. Colonel Talus adds a proximity grenade to the obstacles in its way.
Across the street, the Floaters are now trying to cut down the fleeing civilians before they can reach us.
Gabriel_Pitt expertly insinuates himself into the Floaters' shared blind spot and calls out the targets to the squad.
More clutch marksmanship from Cheeseliker! With the nearby civilians giving her zero margin for error, her cannon strikes true again.
Morning Butter, on the other hand, relies more on volume of fire than precision. After Rend's burst softens the target, Butter takes it out.
You've got a clear path to the Skyranger now, gents! Run for it!
Oh no.
God damn it.
From the park, a primal bellow.
IT COMES
I like the sound of those words.
They sound like dakka.
Surely you wouldn't insult the Commander by suggesting that he might not have brought enough heavy weapons to utterly incinerate the town we're supposed to be saving?
Hobbled by its injuries, the Reaper could only reach the border of the park. It's unquestionably within striking range now and mustn't be allowed to survive the turn.
First, though, let's see what else we're dealing with. Morning Butter makes his way around the front landing gear, seeking out the source of those plasma blasts that killed the civilian across the street.
He finds it hovering one story above the sidewalk, the smoking barrel of its pistol still trained on its fresh kill.
It proves an easy target for Gabriel_Pitt, who scores a stunning blow.
Meanwhile, Existential Doubt has continued rumbling up the street and found the northwestern corner of the map.
It's met there by a Floater who makes a fierce and idiotic attempt to stun our tank before retreating deeper into the garden.
Since he appears to be in the zone today, Gabriel_Pitt might as well keep shooting.
Another non-lethal takedown by a rookie who I'm starting to suspect is a secret pacifist. Regardless, that's the west secured for now. We just have to sort out the Reaper in the park and whatever might be in the apartment building.
Speaking of which: crucialityfactor, why don't you scout it out for us?
... crucialityfactor ...?
Oh god... what if they're all barns?!
http://ytcropper.com/cropped/lD563ccf876307b
Inquisitor77: Rius, you are Sisyphus and melee Wizard is your boulder
Tube: This must be what it felt like to be an Iraqi when Saddam was killed
Bookish Stickers - Mrs. Rius' Etsy shop with bumper stickers and vinyl decals.
They represent one of the vanishingly few times that you have the upper hand on your adversary.
Of course, all it takes is a single mistake - one missed relay, one step into a smoke-filled alley - and the comedy begins to turn to horror.
That's when you need someone to step up and pull everyone back from the brink. Someone like ...
... really? Are we sure about this?
All right, manwiththemachinegun. This is your moment. Make us proud.
Beautifully done!!
Another step forward, another Floater revealed.
Can you do it again, manwiththemachinegun? Can you solidify your legacy for all time?
He may not qualify as beefcake, but today he has become truly swole with heroism.
Having dashed past a pair of overwatching Floaters while bullets tore through the air a few feet above her, Cheeseliker finally reaches the safety of the apartment. For the first time since the Skyranger ramp dropped, she breathes clean air in great shuddering gulps.
We've made our one mistake, and we've overcome it. Now, at last, it's time to deal with the Reaper.
Talus and Molybdenum together drive four armor-piercing cannon rounds into the monster's great furry bulk. They might as well be whacking its snout with a rolled-up newspaper. Clearly, this is going to require an explosive solution.
Rend tosses a HI-X charge across the ramp to Phaserlight. She catches it deftly and heaves it over the park fence, landing it directly at the foot of -
Phaserlight
what have you done
Certainly I would have had no reason to coat them with lubricants that would have incidentally made them difficult to throw or catch effectively.
Even if there was a highly lucrative black market for such explosives, smuggling them out of base would have required a lot of creative thinking and a a great deal more muscle elasticity than most mortals possess.
Why is everyone looking at me? I said I didn't have anything to do with anything.
"Me help!"
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*Huhhh-UH*
...oh crap
Instead, she clawed her way back to active duty. As the months passed, she was promoted up through the ranks. Finally she was given command of our North American operations - the pinnacle of a soldier's ambition.
She came a long way from that Spanish farmstead where everything came so close to ending for her. With every step along the path that brought her to Santiago, she grew in strength, in skill, and in vitality. She made all of us proud.
In particular, she gained fourteen health. And by that margin, she currently clings to life.
Four turns separate her from the hereafter. Only reckless haste can save our Colonel now.
Existential Doubt's treads churn up a spume of dirt and ash as it rushes at top speed down the alley. It finds another Floater hovering beside a second story window, where none of our soldiers have a hope of engaging it.
On the ground floor, Cheeseliker sweeps through the flat. She finds a corpse in the kitchen, and something much worse waiting just outside the window.
Meanwhile, Talus has stripped the belt of armor-piercing ammunition out of her autocannon with trembling, blood-soaked hands, and reloaded it with explosive rounds.
Using the last of her strength, she grabs Phaserlight by the shoulder and thrusts her autocannon into the rookie's hands. Then she pulls Phaserlight close and whispers something fiercely into her ear.
It's Talus's last act in command.
Phaserlight turns to the Reaper in the courtyard, bringing the Colonel's autocannon to bear. Her face an ashen mask of grim determination, she squeezes the trigger...
... and finds a small measure of redemption.
With the way cleared, X-Com operatives sprint out towards the apartment building and the Floater hiding behind it. A limited contingent, however, stays behind. The Floaters that Gabriel_Pitt stunned could reawaken at any moment and delay Talus's medevac for one fatal turn. They'll have to be dealt with.
Rend goes after the northwestern one, while Morning Butter takes the south.
It's all we can do for now. Existential Doubt tucks itself back behind the corner of the building, and a few more moments of Talus's scant remaining time slip away.
What's this?
It's coming after the tank! We've got it now!
Across the street, Morning Butter reaches the pile of bodies at the corner of the warehouse and pokes them with his boot to see which one is still breathing.
(and not blow anyone else on the team up)
But my job isn't to think about these things.
So I wont.
*glug glug glug glug*
Talk about a lucky break.
(assuming I'm reading that right)
--Mark Twain
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We still need a commander so barring additional luck a stun rod run into an alien base or battleship is required.
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