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Post by 白龍 on May 2, 2016 22:25:19 GMT -8
Depends on whom you ask, I guess. I don't think it has much in common with Sunrider, and it represents in so many ways the things that are unbearable for me in anime. Games like that are (rightfully) responsible for the bad stigma anime holds in the west. It would easily make it in my "worst 10." It's okay. I hate Nekopara and am officially part of the "Boycott Japanese anime related games on Steam" group. ... ... No, I totally hate it. That is my official stance and the stance I'd vote for. .. Totally. ... I don't go back on my word. .. You can find me in those angry crowds boycotting these types of games. .. Totes. . It also goes on my least favorite games list. .. . . I-I'm not kidding! Believe meeee!
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Post by 白龍 on May 2, 2016 16:54:02 GMT -8
Reflexive response to thread title "L-lewd!"
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Post by 白龍 on May 2, 2016 8:57:42 GMT -8
Wait. Wait. Waitwaitwaitwaitwaitwaitwaitwaitwait.... ... WHAT?! ................................. ............................................................ *Kicks economy into full economic mobilisation, repress free press into propaganda press, throws volunteer out the window and drafts up service by requirement* Forget disease of the heart, lord dam!
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Post by 白龍 on Apr 28, 2016 14:27:24 GMT -8
So, after reading this I've been trying kamidori alchemy meister and I don't find it bad. But... ... why can't I unlock Yuela's route? >_> Every walkthrough says always the same things, but fact is that Uya is not joining. I completed 2 alcohol quests and I can't complete the third one because even if I have 20k I don't have a dialogue to buy. Also, I never even got the Aht armor because... I don't know why, there simply never was a dialogue to get it. I got the measurement scene with the dark armor though so it should be good, right? I only have the "Get to level 4" quest, but even with my shop upgraded and my rep twice of what I would need I don't get any dialogue to get on... there's simply nothing more, I have no more quests anywhere. What is this game even doing? >_> I uhh, honestly don't know what you're doing wrong.. One night I saw her leaving and I decided to stalk her. Que enter Yuela route*
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Post by 白龍 on Apr 28, 2016 14:20:53 GMT -8
Liked for the sake of liking.
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Post by 白龍 on Apr 28, 2016 13:36:49 GMT -8
Hello... So, if you didn't know. My hard drive had died. And that meant I sorta lost all my progress in both my Space Whale playthrough and this... So, this took quite a while to get back into. But here it is.
(HFGE) PACT main production facility, PACT Inner Planet
Several blazing lights fell from the sky in a beautiful array. One could only assume it was an unexpected small meteor shower as each object left behind a long trail of glowing hot gas, all originating from the same spot. The outer layer of rocks slowly burnt away, leaving its core relatively cool. Little did the garrison know that this was no ordinary meteor shower.
As the giant boulders burned away in the atmosphere, they suddenly exploded just under a kilometer from the surface. Four jets pulled out of the steep nosedive with over 400 Gs tugging at their tails, flattening out their trajectories just a couple dozen meters away from the surface. On radar it was as if all four meteors had impacted into the sea and disappeared.
The four jets continued on their course, flying at hypersonic speeds just below the radar altitude. Within an hour their target was within sight, one of PACT’s primary chemical plants that produced the volatile substances used to supply PACT’s war machines and ammunition. The AI controlled atmospheric jets had mere seconds to make their flight adjustments to dodge the sudden burst of lasers from the facility’s AA defense system.
One down.
Two down.
The wing of the third one was clipped and it went spiraling into the ocean.
The fourth crashed into the plant and detonated its payload. A blinding light consumed the entire facility as a dark mushroom cloud slowly rose into the air. Any trace of the facility and the surrounding structures was gone, replaced by a blackened crater filled with radiation.
Far away on the dark side of the moon, the explosion of the facility was confirmed via optical relay satellite 1 second later due to time lag. As a response the fully charged Macross Engine dispensed the massive stored up energy in its containment fields, creating extreme curvatures in the surrounding space-time before finally stabilizing it with a field of negative energy. The massive ship then vanished as it sped off into the unknown depths of space.
The destruction of the chemical plant could be said to not impact even one percent of PACT’s total war capacity however with an unending string of similar events occurring all over PACT space, it was starting to take its toll. At first, blame was placed on the Alliance but when there was an absence of any information regarding these attacks in Alliance space and the strikes seemingly to appear in the most impossible of reaches... For the first time in a long time, something else besides infiltrating Alliance took priority.
PACT Mining Facility, Brutwurst Asteroid Field
The asteroid field left behind by the destruction of planet Brutwurst due to impacting a stray moon was filled with rich amounts of rare metals and heavy elements. Realizing the potential of the system, a mining facility was quickly set up by PACT to harvest its resources. Harvesting these minerals was crucial in the construction of PACT’s war machine, especially with the newly revitalized Legionnaire program underway.
The station’s radar lit up when it detected 10 small stray asteroids headed in its direction. A mining ship was sent out to survey and if deemed resourceful enough, towed back to the station.
Upon nearing the asteroids, the scanners started picking up traces of rare metals, plutonium, uranium, and many other minerals critical in the construction of a Ryder. Excited, the pilot quickly lashed the asteroids together and began tugging them back to the station. Meanwhile from somewhere on one of the asteroids… Meifeng: “Pst.. Pssst. Tsukiko. Tsk, she’s on the other side isn’t she?”
The Qiang was plastered onto the side of the meteor painted in a camouflage not only acted as an optical camouflage but an electromagnetic one too, hiding it from most sensors as long as it did not power up any major systems. Her Ryder was on backup batteries and running in stealth mode. Aside from basic life support and laser communications, there wasn’t much else that was on. Five other Ryders were plastered onto the sides of the other asteroids as well, all in the same predicament. Stealth being a key factor in this mission, they could not use radio or comms and could only use laser relays. Laser relays were virtually impossible to pick up unless one happened to pass an optical receiver in front of its path. There was however a few disadvantages to using lasers with one being it had to have a direct line of sight between receivers and could easily be disrupted by gaseous substances. At the moment, the Katana was facing the other side while its asteroid was being dragged by the miner.
Meifeng: “Psssst. Pssssssssst. Anybody there?”
Minjung: “Oh shush would you?”
Meifeng: “But I get nervous when I don’t hear anybody’s voice.”
Minjung: ”You should’ve stayed back at the ship then.”
Meifeng: “But the admiral said for everybody to go.”
Minjung: “Did he really?”
Meifeng: “Well… I mean. He sort of- just… Kinda, said to us. And-“
Minjung: “So he didn’t explicitly say for all of us right?”
Meifeng: “… Yeah… But it’s not like I was excluded from the briefings or launch either! Ahh, we’ve been in here for days! I want a shoooweeeer.”
Izumi: “I-it can’t be helped. We don’t have as much intel on PACT space as we did in Alliance…”
Meifeng: “They could have given us towe-“
Tsukiko: “Silence. We’re nearing the station.”
The miner slowed to halt and detached the cables, flinging the asteroids into a giant net filled with many other small asteroids. On the far end closest to the station, many small mining frigates and unarmed Ryders could be seen blasting apart the asteroids with lasers and gathering the smaller bits and pieces into a chute on the station, presumably to be taken to a sorter and processor.
This was their que, the six Ryders powered up and crawled off the asteroids. Every alarm in the facility blared on when six unregistered Ryders suddenly appear on radar in such close proximity to the station.
Kyungsoon: “Looks like they’re onto us! Hwacha!”
Minjung: “Just leave it to me, let’s go Hwacha!”
Xue: “This is Pae, assisting with targeting.”
The Hwacha anchored itself upright onto the asteroid it was just on and lowered itself until the rocket pods on its back faced the station. The rocket pods were attached onto the unit’s back with aiming was to be conducted through moving the entire Ryder itself. Meanwhile the Pae scanned the mining facility for its critical points before compiling it and sending the data to Hwacha. Inside the cockpit, the reticle lit up green indicating to Minjung that the Hwacha was in her most optimal positioning. Minjung: “This is Hwacha, firing!”
The hatch on the rocket pods flung open, revealing dozens of low-yield nuclear rockets. The Hwacha had four individual rocket pods carrying five layers of 24 rockets each, each rocket was electromagnetically launched out of the pod with charged coils before its engine kicked into effect. This launching method revolutionized rocket pods in Tianxia, allowing for multiple layers of rockets per pod instead of the usual one layer of rockets per pod. Swarms of tiny flares of light sped toward the mining station, exploding upon impact covering the facility with dozens of explosions. While its original intent and purpose was as an area of denial weapon, if it was close enough to accurately empty all its rockets into the target, no single target could stand withstand its terrifying force and power. Several of the PACT Grunts and Elites on guard were already regrouping and sortieing to intercept them.
Tsukiko: “Katana, intercepting.”
Meifeng: “Qiang right behind you!”
The two dark brown Ryders charged into the Grunts at blinding speeds. The Qiang stabbed its spear right through the cockpit of the Elite in its way, grabbing the spear tip on the other end and pulled it out, continuing on without ever lowering her speed. The Elite shut off, crystalized blood slowly floating out from the hole as the powered down Ryder drifted away. In the meantime the Katana was making short work of anything that entered its range, Tsukiko skillfully slashing apart Grunts without rupturing their fuel lines or causing critical meltdown. They were after all, good salvage. The Ryder was worth more than keeping the Ryder’s pilot alive.
Kyungsoon: “Pyeonjeon providing cover fire! Pae, spot for me!”
Xue: “Received, calculating order of destruction.”
The Pae was in essence, the battlefield commander of the team. Its supercomputer calculated the positioning of enemy units and the order at which each target was to be destroyed before sending the data to their respective Ryders. This not only helped with targeting, but made sure no two Ryders would accidentally collide or overkill the same target.
Izumi: “Awawawa, th-there’s so many!”
Bolts of plasma and tungsten slugs flew across the battlefield from Pyeonjeon and Tanegashima, laying down precision fire support for the two charging melee Ryders. The last of the rockets escaped the Hwacha’s pods and the Ryder repositioned itself. The station was now in flames fueled by the leaking oxygen; the hailstorm of rockets rendering it damaged beyond recognition.
Minjung: “This is Hwacha, I have emptied my payload. They won’t be mining here anytime soon!”
Xue: “Facility is confirmed to be damaged beyond repair. Let’s finish off the rest of these grunts so the Yamato can come pick us up.”
Everyone: “Yes ma’am!”
18 hours later… Yamato, Hanger
Meifeng: “Hnnnnnnnng, ahh that was exhausting. I can’t wait to take a shower~”
Meifeng stretched out her arms high above her head. The Hua girl was of small stature and medium height, being the third tallest of the group. Her slightly tanned yellowish skin set her as an outdoors type who loves sports. She has black hair with two long braided pigtails that end at her waist. Her eyes were dark brown, though she insists her eyes were black. Her body is extremely flexible due to the rather extreme moves and maneuvers her Ryder goes through in combat. This aptitude carried over into her personal life, showing off her skill for acrobatics whenever she gets the chance.
Izumi: “A shower does sound nice doesn’t it?”
The soft spoken Zebben girl was the shortest of the group, even more petite than Meifeng. She looked a little stiff, as if trying to appear taller than she was. Her light skin and the dark bags under her eyes defined her as an indoor’s type who didn’t like to go out in the sun. Izumi had a hime-cut where her bangs were flatly trimmed across, hair that ended just above the base of her neck. Her eyes were light blue, mostly due to the aftereffects of laser eye surgery implants that assisted her in targeting.
Xue walked on over and slid a hand underneath Minjung’s bodysuit.
Xue: “Ahh, that battle tired me out. And I wasn’t able to hear commander Yayoi’s soothing words at debriefing today, but for now I’ll have to do with you as an appetizer.”
Xue could only be defined as a pale beauty. The young woman was the fourth tallest of the group, taller than Meifeng by a few centimeter but shorter than Tsukiko by at least a dozen. She had ample breasts and a curvy figure, walking with a tall proud stature. Her hair extended past her shoulders and ended at just above her waist, she often drew the stares of many men until they found out just how venomous she was to their kind.
Minjung: “W-what are you doing?! Le-let go!”
Xue: “Aww, don’t be so stingy. Hm? Hm? Did you finally grow a little?”
Minjung: “That is none of your concern! This- aahn~ Th-this is sexual harassment!”
Xue: “It’s fine isn’t it? We’re both women…”
The poor soul that was being molested with Minjung, a Hangul woman. She was of medium height on the shorter side; shorter than Meifeng by half a dozen centimeters and taller than Izumi by a handful. Her hair was artificially colored to a light brownish color with the back of her hair ironed into many curls. Her face was usually adorned with jewelry and makeup when off duty as was her nails too. The only thing she managed to get away with was colored contact lens, which according to her was the latest in Hangul fashion trends. True to her behavior, she was the daughter of a rich family and could often afford to flaunt her status amongst others.
Kyungsoon: “Please, your behavior is an insult to womanhood. It is precisely that because of that vulgarity that you have not been able to find a suitor.”
Kyungsoon, some people say she was Tsukiko’s long lost sister. The two were identical in many ways, from their fashion sense to their behavior and to an extent their hairstyles. The Hangul woman, like her Zebben counterpart, seemed to embody traditional values. They carried themselves with the elegance of a courtesan and the pride of a noblewoman. Every move they made, every step they took seemed to be the result of years of dedicated practice. The two being tallest of the group, they stood at least a dozen centimeters above the others. Their silky hair were kept long, reaching far past their waist however this was where the differences began. Kyuongsoon had a stronger cheekbone and smaller chin while Tsukiko had a thinner chin and more slanted eyes emphasized by the red eyeliner. Tsukiko’s face was much paler due to white makeup and her hair artificially died white. Minjung had initially protested the difference in treatment, not buying that Tsukiko’s makeup was due to the traditions of her village. The situation was finally put to rest when Minjung learned of the ingredients used in the making of the makeup. A few other differences were that Kyungsoon’s eyes are light brown while Tsukiko’s are a disturbing yellowish color. Kyungsoon wore a mature aura around her that made her somewhat daunting to approach at first, but her respectful speech and mannerisms quickly puts anyone to ease. While it was not in Tsukiko’s intent to appear hostile, her cold and silent demeanor usually discourages people from prolonged interaction.
The group left the Ryder hanger and were at a crossing point that separated the Ryder hanger from the Northern and Southern hangers. On the right was a ramp that lead to the Northern hanger with no change in axis, on the left was a giant hole in the ground that was over 5 meters across. The ground leading to the hole gradually slanted downwards with the official stance being to provide ease of access to wheeled objects. The real reason was to help with the sudden shift in gravity as one shifted from one plane of gravity to the other; this theory was further supported by the railing supports on the side and a sign saying, “Please do not jump in.”
Izumi: “A-ahh…. Why are living quarters located on the Southern Hemisphere…”
The timid girl was hugging herself to the wall, grasping onto the railings with both hands as she inched closer and closer to the descending curve.
Meifeng: “Hehee, need help? “et’s goo!”
Meifeng crouched down and sprinted forward, grabbing onto Izumi’s arm and pulling her along.
Izumi: “AAAAAHHHHHHHHH!”
Meifeng sprinted through two different planes of gravity at once: the vertical downward pull when they were still at the Northern Hemisphere, the horizontal outer pull when they crossed onto the trans-hemisphere hallways, and back onto the vertical ‘upper’ pull now that they were on the Southern Hemisphere. Izumi, who was visibly shaken, stood there with trembling legs before collapsing onto the floor.
Meifeng: “Ah ha ha ha, did I go too far?”
When the rest of the group arrived, Meifeng received an earful from Kyungsoon.
Kyungsoon: “-precisely why you do not force those who are uneasy with sudden gravitational changes through the trans-hemisphere hallways like that! You know how Izumi is, reflect on your actions!”
Meifeng: “Yes ma’am….” Kyungsoon: “Geez… I can’t believe you- hm?”
It seemed there was some sort of riot amongst the marines. The captain of one of the squads seemed to be infuriated about something, grabbing the collar of mechanic and yelling at him.
Taejong: “-at do you mean the commander is being held hostage!”
2 days ago PACT Battleship, Leviathan Diplomatic Gathering between Tianxia and PACT
Yayoi listened to the meeting and jolted down notes despite her mind being elsewhere. It was a handy skill she had picked up over the years as she was commonly dragged to diplomatic meetings where her duties as an observer and chronicler required her to jolt down critical details. She was the human checker in a world of cameras and voice recorders, which sort of annoyed her. Speaking of which, the camera and relay drones the PACT delegates had placed onto the table looked awfully similar to the ones they used aboard the Yamato. Stifling a yawn, she wrote down the next set of words the man in the red uniform was saying. PACT Delegate: “-as you can hear… These were the transmissions we’ve pieced together from the Legios.”
Yayoi’s Voice: “G-*static* ork *static*… Al- *static* -turn *static* ship- *static*.”
Her mind instantly snapped back into reality. That transmission, where did he get it? It came from one of the raiding operations they conducted in Alliance space. But they made sure to destroy all the evidence, that they predicted would be there…
The PACT delegate glanced at Yayoi and smirked. Catching his stare, there was only one thing she could do. In one swift move, Yayoi slid off her chair and swung it at the nearest PACT security guard. Reaching into the holster of a nearby Tianxia security guard, she drew it and shot two Tianxia delegates and a PACT delegate before several stun bolts slammed into her and knocked her unconscious.
Present Time Yamato, First Bridge
Disaster, a word that Hongxi did not want to be familiar with. It was an old friend with cloven hooves, the pungent smell of brimstone clung to it wherever it went. The diplomatic gathering between Tianxia and PACT had gone wrong, PACT intelligence managed to corner the Tianxia delegates with pieced together transmissions from the Legios, PACT’s codename for the Yamato, gathered by PACT intelligence in Alliance Space. Hongxi knew it was strange as to why PACT specifically requested Yayoi to act as a chronicler for the meeting. PACT had significant evidence to suggest that Tianxia was either working with the pirates or backing the resistance fighters that was wreaking havoc to PACT infrastructure. And that there were sympathizers within Tianxia command and/or certain extreme groups within Tianxia was carrying out these attacks. A galactic-wide message was broadcasted with a warning stating that if any more raids were carried out, Yayoi and several other suspected sympathizers would be executed. Tianxia and PACT relations were strained. Tianxia denied any and all claims to the Legios and demanded that PACT return their delegates else they risk souring further relations. PACT insisted the delegates stay in their custody until investigations were complete.
Every day that passes without Hongxi making a raid would only raise further suspicions, however making a raid risked the lives of the Tianxia delegates and ultimately Yayoi. It did not matter to PACT whether or not they lost a potential galactic core ally, it was a hostile place where few venture anyway. With war looming at the front, they simply did not have the resources to mine the hazardous galactic core. The Jinyiwei denied to assist in a rescue as they were busy enough trying to keep PACT intelligence from reaching out to Alliance intelligence with information regarding their little crusade. With the odds stacked against him, Hongxi felt something he had long since forgotten.
Irritation.
A small tiny emotion that nibbled on the tip of his heart that threatened the fragile stability he had built up to protect his ego. And sanity… He had to do something about it. Hongxi already put in a request to doctor Sado for a higher dosage of hormonal suppressants but even he knew it was only a temporary fix.
Dealing with the loss of his brother was easy… Losing someone significantly close to him, all he had to do was find another to fill its place. Even if it required befriending multiple people to fill up all the roles his brother played, he managed to find the sufficient personalities from the ship’s roster. His brother was gone, dead. There was no chance of him coming back, Yayoi on the other hand was still alive. If she had died, he could have rested easy and found a replacement. This faint sliver of hope however was not something he had prepared for. It gnawed at him, charged at the thick fortifications he had built around his heart, recklessly assaulted the walls of reason and cold logic. It poured through the breaches of hope and pursued him, haunted him. He had to do something, his indoctrination did not prepare him for this.
Hongxi: “Helmsman, chart a course for Thracia.”
Helmsman: “Aye captain!”
Sun-Sin: “If I may ask sir, are we turning ourselves in or getting rid of the evidence?”
Hongxi: “A rescue operation.”
The bridge crew froze for a brief second before continuing their work, this time with an ear open on the conversation.
Sun-Sin: “Rescue? Protocol calls for killing the delegates to clear up any affiliation we have with Tianxia. Putting off raids into PACT territory for so long is al-“
Hongxi: “Sun-Sin, how are you holding up?”
The Hangul immediately fell silent, he could feel tears welling up at the edges of his eyes. Sun-Sin directed his gaze to the floor and tried to calm himself, distracting his mind with other thoughts. He barely registered the captain’s footsteps and the gentle pat on his shoulder.
Hongxi: “I promised you didn’t I? I take care of those who I consider close to me.”
Recreation Room, Southern Hemisphere, Yamato
Taejong: “Haa! Hya!”
Taejong punched the sand filled punching bag; a rip and a tear followed by an avalanche of sand pouring onto the gymnasium’s floor. His breath was ragged, evidence from the hours of workout he had just poured in. He could barely keep his arm from twitching, the artificial heart in his arm rapidly pumping oxygen rich blood substitutes into his muscles.
Manager: “Taejong! That’s the third this day, you’re cleaning that one up!”
Taejong: “I- sorry sir.”
He shook his head and headed for the janitor closet. Ever since the capture of the ship’s XO, Taejong had trouble focusing. The artificial hearts implanted into his limbs were going haywire, pumping at rates meant for combat only every time the thought came up. The waiting was killing him, the dreaded moment when the orders are given for them to destroy the station carrying the delegates. He hated it, feared it. Why did he have to feel this way? Was this love? How can the fate of someone who has no physical influence on him affect him so? Perhaps he should visit the doctor and ask for hormonal suppressa-
With his mind deep in thought, he accidently walked into the ryder pilot Xue, sending her sprawling onto the ground. She shot a death glare at him as she picked herself up, refusing the outreached hand from Taejong.
Taejong: “Ah, sorr-“
Xue slapped him across the face, leaving a red hand mark and a faint ringing in his ear.
Xue: “Filthy, absolutely filthy. I can’t believe I even slapped you, my hand is covered in your sweat.”
She wiped the palm of her hand on the sleeve of his shirt.
Taejong: “I apologize ma’am, it won’t happen again.”
Xue: “Marines, you’re all the same. Are you even human? How many extra hearts and organs did they shove in there?”
Xue stabbed a finger into his chest repeatedly.
Taejong: “Four artificial hearts, one extra lung, one extra stomach, 3 extra meters of intestinal tracts, an extra jo-”
She drew her hand back sharply and stared at him with repulsion.
Xue: “Monster.”
Meifeng: “Now now, leave the poor marine alone Xue... That’s not nice.”
Xue: “Men don’t deserve any better.”
Taejong: “Apologies, it was my fault. If it pleases you, please pun-“
Taejong barely had enough time to react to the swift high kick aimed at his temple. Instinctively, he raised his arm to parry the kick however he was too slow. Taejong ended up only blocking with repercussions as he could feel his bones fracturing slightly more the force. These Ryder pilots, they weren’t normal.
Xue: “Hmph, not even a wince. Very well, that is satisfactory.”
She withdrew her leg, a look of disappointment on her face when she couldn’t draw a reaction from Taejong.
Meifeng: “Geez, you didn’t have to kick that hard… Marine, are you alright?”
Taejong: “I am fine, ma’am. Our pain receptors are modified to no longer overwhelm the brain, however there is a slight decrease in reactio-“
Xue: “Basically he’s a monster.”
Meifeng: “Now now, don’t be so mean. They get themselves in more perilous situations than we do you know? Forgive her, she doesn’t really like men.”
Manager: “Taejong! Quit flirtin! If you don’t get that cleaned up, I’ll be deducting it from your pay!”
Meifeng: “Ahh, we shouldn’t keep bothering him. Come on, Xue. We better leave him to it.”
Xue: “Hmph.”
Xue shot him one last look of contempt before leaving. Meifeng mouthed an ‘I’m sorry!’ before following close behind her. Taejong let out a sigh and went back to cleaning up the spilled sand. Hearing that the commander was taken hostage, almost being court-martialed for manhandling a mechanic, and now this? It was going to be a long day.
Later that day…
Taejong mentally let out a sigh of relief. The impossible had happened, the admiral gave them the orders to conduct a rescue and destroy operation. Thracia station was to be attacked and destroyed as the Legios’ “Response” to PACT’s warning, not before rescuing said officers and officials. The briefing did not go into what Fleet would be doing, but his own squad was given the honor and privilege of going in armed to the teeth to extract commander Yayoi and possibly the delegates. Was it because of his personal affection for the commander? He had heard of the Jinyiwei conducting internal investigations on the military, but to think they were able to find out about his personal life as well? He shook his head to clear such disturbing thoughts and refocused on what was truly important. He had just been given the chance to save someone he cherishes and this time, he wouldn’t fail.
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Post by 白龍 on Apr 17, 2016 5:40:04 GMT -8
I have returned... As a faithful eunuch and steward of the Resistance! In this desperate hour, all who are able to serve must do so, even the fallen. There is no shame in defeat so long as the spirit is unconquered! We are the first to battle, and if fate smiles upon us, we shall never return. Our hearts are one. Faith before Fear! Strength in Unity! Let none deter us! Glory is eternal! In the Name of the One Sharr!
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Post by 白龍 on Apr 16, 2016 21:12:00 GMT -8
I swore I thought the Farari b*tch was Claude...
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Post by 白龍 on Apr 15, 2016 21:46:27 GMT -8
The correct place, should be in the Mask of Arcadius game folder... I think.
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Post by 白龍 on Apr 15, 2016 15:36:54 GMT -8
So. I was going to wait until they fix the bug with Blackjack before continuing, but now it seems I won't even be able to continue this anymore. To sum it up, my hard drive died on me. *Shakes angry fist at Seagate* Never getting Seagate again! I might pick this up again once I get a new HDD, but it'll be a restart from the beginning.
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Post by 白龍 on Apr 14, 2016 14:05:30 GMT -8
As always, I say Galaxy Angels.
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Post by 白龍 on Apr 9, 2016 5:20:49 GMT -8
That didn't take long for Icari's club members to become a cult/religion. That aside. Even though Sola may not be first on this poll, it just means more of Sola for ME!! Sola never loses Aye brother! In times of hardships, we must stick together more than ever!
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Post by 白龍 on Apr 8, 2016 21:46:44 GMT -8
*Chucks a molotov cocktail* This is the resistance! We will- *sees Icari's picture* Buaaah- *collapses* G-guh... Fall back, fall back! The enemy is too strong!
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Post by 白龍 on Apr 8, 2016 10:21:00 GMT -8
Icari! I love you forever! You're beautiful!!! ! Lawd damit why ri2sakrash?! That's the most adorable pose(?) I've seen any of the cast in thus far. I hate you. You will never convert me to Icarism!
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Post by 白龍 on Apr 7, 2016 17:55:06 GMT -8
I've always had the random idea of Vandread-esque mecha; Mostly in the case if Kayto ever got his own Ryder, it'd be a special one that is pitiful on its own, but able to merge with other Ryders like Vanguards and Dreads to form a 'super' Ryder, which is the feel I am getting from this thread. To be honest, it would be kind of hard to have pre-existing ryders doing this without extensive redesigning. I mean the entire frame and all the subsystems would have to be remade from the ground up with the intent of allowing them to merge together seamlessly. This would also be hard due to us just losing all our financial backing from any substantial military force, along with us losing our main technological genius. It would be interesting to be able to pair up two units a-la fire emblem, but have them merge into a new more powerful unit instead of just fighting together. Perhaps instead of giving each Ryder it's own name when combined, make the secondary Ryder give a suffix or prefix to the name of the primary Ryder. Black Jack provides- Heroic/Awoken/Assault, Liberty provides - Techno/Diode/Support, Phoenix - Nitro/Swordsmaster/Interceptor, Bianca - Cyclops/Medic/Manipulator, Seraphim - Angel/Guardian/Sharpshooter, Paladin - Cavalier/Alliance(patriotic)/Armored, Havoc - Grenadier/Chaotic/Destructor Ultra thumbs up for all the references.
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Post by 白龍 on Apr 5, 2016 18:12:14 GMT -8
I have thus changed the thread's name to reflect it's true nature. It's a shame that I'm unable to change the name to "Writing Analysis (in Marx's understanding and remarkably differing to SharrofRyuvia's understandings of such issues) on Liberation Day". I apologize for my total and utter failure; I hereby promise to commit sudoku. Sir! Sir. Ahem, I have to stop you there for just a moment. What you meant to say is, seppuku. Which, however, is reserved for those of honorable birth and noble lineage. As a way to keep once's honor. What you must commit, is harakiri. Where you really go that extra mile in retaining your honor. (-^-)
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Post by 白龍 on Apr 5, 2016 17:58:22 GMT -8
I like Sola. I like Ava too. But I voted for Sola. I could be otherwise convinced. Anybody? *Stares across the trenches*
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Post by 白龍 on Apr 5, 2016 3:46:22 GMT -8
Mighty Morphin Sun Riders?
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Post by 白龍 on Apr 4, 2016 10:01:02 GMT -8
Give me... A 500,000 ton slug of tungston or depleted uranium. Strap some engines and a cockpit to it, maybe a couple side thrusters for maneuvering. No need for weapons. And then sling me at the enemy at 20,000 kilometers an hour.
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Post by 白龍 on Apr 4, 2016 9:33:20 GMT -8
Nonono! What you MUST play is Galaxy Angel. It's exactly like Sunrider except less grim dark, more moe moe. Instead of 6 Ryders, you have 6 Angel Frames. Instead of the Sunrider, you have the Elsior. Instead of the Vanguard Cannon, you have the Chrono Break Cannon. Instead of a tactical hex game, you have a 3D space simulator where you direct your Angel Frames around, and when you clear the game. You can go back and personally pilot the Emblame Fraom of the girl you chose.
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Post by 白龍 on Apr 3, 2016 5:11:49 GMT -8
Yes, that is totally the Alcubierre Warp Drive I’m describing. Now ya’ll astrophysicists out there calm down, this is a fictious story. So I’m going to be very liberal with the existence of things like element zero and whatnot in this.
(LKII) Long Range Warp, Captain’s Quarters
The triple entente was once again holed up inside the captain’s quarters, musing and discussing what lay ahead. Yayoi was once again spinning around in the chair, Sun-Sin leaning against the wall, and Hongxi sitting and leaning against the bedpost this time.
Sun-Sin: “Sir, if I may ask. Why have we not engaged the enemy yet?”
Hongxi let out a sigh. Sun-Sin have been eager to see the Yamato in battle, and so had many of the crew actually. It was the most heavily armed and armored pure battleship sailing the open space, and the gunnery crew were complaining about how only the marines saw action.
Hongxi: “Because Yayoi is right. This is an old and out dated ship.”
Sun-Sin: “Sir?”
Hongxi: “It was built in the World War and repaired just recently. All the upgrades we put into her will not change the fact that she’s an old ship. But, she’s a big ship. Know when, where, and how to use your resources Sun-Sin.”
Sun-Sin: “But, she’s a battleship sir.”
Hongxi: “She was built as a battleship, and perhaps for her time it would have been a fine and mighty ship. But not now. Our shielding, no matter how powerful it is, is only able to cover 150 meters of hull at any single time. Our missile launchers are SA heavy Odin walkers that are brought upto the surface of the ship by elevators. Our only lasers are the pulse lasers found on the SA Akizuki DP tanks that have to be anchored onto the ship’s hull before battle. We carry the single most powerful landing force found anywhere in the galaxy, to land and occupy enemy planets? No. They’re here to supplement and project our own firepower. Do you understand?”
Sun-Sin: “Y-yes sir.”
Hongxi: “Good. And the more times we can have our landing force engage away from the ship, the less of a chance the Yamato will be damaged. There are no shipyards big enough to conduct repairs on this ship in Alliance spaces or the Neutral Rim. Any damage done to the ship will have to be repaired by ourselves.”
Sun-Sin: “We do have an onboard refinery and assembler sir-“
Hongxi: “It is a lot more difficult and time-consuming assembling complex ship components on a ship versus on a station. Do you understand what I’m trying to say? That we can’t risk direct engagements?”
Sun-Sin: “He who knows when he can fight and when he cannot will be victorious. Right… Sir?”
Hongxi: “Yes.”
A knock and a muffled voice came from the door.
Dynamic Duo: “Captain, Tactical Officer Tact reporting! Electronic Countermeasure Officer Coco reporting!”
Yayoi stared at Hongxi.
Yayoi: “Hey, captain. The speakers can clearly broadcast their voice in, why do you set it at ‘muffle’?”
Hongxi: “It’s less of a disturbance. Come in.”
The door slid open to reveal two young Wa officers in their late teens. Tact was male, a little on the short side with a thin and tone build He stood at 170cm tall and sported short dark blue hair and dark blue eyes. Coco on other hand was female. She was 5 cm shorter than Tact, had a modest chest and curvy waist, and had neck length light brown hair with matching color eyes. They entered the room, lined up to face the captain, and saluted.
Tact & Coco: “Sir!”
Hongxi: “At ease, you’re off duty aren’t you? Make yourself at home. Ah, there’s a pot of tea and a tray of seaweed crackers there on the table. Please help yourself.”
Meanwhile the two young officers had a look of confusion upon seeing the laidback atmosphere of the ship’s highest officers.
Tact: “S-sir?”
Hongxi: “Call me Hongxi when we’re off duty. Go on, go ahead. It’s my favorite blend of orange flower tea, hopefully you’ll find it to your liking.”
Coco, as if interpreting it as an order, swiftly responded and began pouring tea a new cup.
Coco: “Yes sir, I’ll bring you a cup right away.”
Hongxi: “No no, it’s fine. As you can see, I have mine right here.”
Hongxi gave her a little smile and raised the simple dark brown teacup he had by his side.
Sun-Sin: “I just had the sudden dreadful realization that if any of our enemies got their hands on gravity mines, we’d be in serious trouble.”
Yayoi: “Why’s that?”
Sun-Sin: “The entire highest chain of command is lazing away in the captain’s quarters. We are completely unprepared should someone drag us out of warp.”
Yayoi: “Ahh, it’s fine. Don’t worry about it.”
Sun-Sin: “No it’s not fine. What we’re doing right now is jeopardizing the entire ship, especially since we’re warping deep into PACT space. This is no longer Alliance space, we don’t know their patrol routes, the positions of their fleets and bases. We know nothing but what intelligence has gathered. We can’t even play innocent bystanders anymore if we’re caught.”
Yayoi: “But. Buuuut, PACT doesn’t have gravity mines do they?”
Sun-Sin: “Hmph, as far as we know.”
Tact and Coco suddenly found themselves stifling a giggle. Upon catching Sun-Sin’s sideways stare, they snapped to attention and apologized.
Tact: “I apologize sir, I did not mean to laugh.”
Hongxi: “Sun-Sin you’re scaring the kids. Smile a little.”
Sun-Sin sighed and cracked a smile.
Hongxi: “You see? No wonder you’re the most popular man on the ship.”
Sun-Sin: “You exaggerate sir.”
Hongxi: “It’s true, you’re the one I hear the most gossip about while in the cafeteria.”
It was then when Coco let out a squeak, drawing the stares of the three somewhat older adults.
Coco: “O-oh, I’m sorry. Uh, captain. If you don’t mind me asking…”
Hongxi: “No, go ahead. I won’t mind.”
Hongxi gave her a smile a grandfather would give a granddaughter.
Coco: “You… When..? Do…. Uhh, you eat at the cafeteria?”
Sun-Sin answered for him.
Sun-Sin: “He disguises himself as an artillery officer and spies on his crew to hear all the latest gossip in an attempt to catch up with modern youth culture.”
Upon seeing Tact and Coco’s horrified faces, he added.
Sun-Sin: “No, I’m not joking. Usually one could notify the military police and file a suit, but the head of the military police is appointed by the High Admiral of the Fleet so… Don’t worry, he’s not the type to lay his hands on his subordinates.”
Yayoi: “Ahh, captain. If only you had asked, I help you release all that pent up… Stress.”
She looked at the captain, licking her lips and lightly brushing her hand down her face and her body.
Sun-Sin: “Nee-san, please. Not with the younglings around.”
Tact: “S-so this is the true side of the commander huh..?”
Yayoi: “Hm? Oh, don’t mind me. I’m only like this around the captain.”
Coco: “Eeeh? Is it true?! That you and the captain are-“
Yayoi: “Yes!”
Sun-Sin: “No.”
Hongxi: “I’m not looking for relationships at the moment.”
Yayoi: “What? Caaaptain, how long are you going to make me waaaait.”
Yayoi slid off the chair and crawled towards the captain on all fours. She held out one clenched hand and lightly pawed at Hongxi’s shoulder.
Yayoi: “Nyaaa~”
Sun-Sin: “Nee-san, please…”
Sighed Sun-Sin who couldn’t bear to look. Coco giggled and walked over, crouching in front of Yayoi while holding out a hand.
Coco: “Paw.”
Yayoi: “Nyaa~!”
Yayoi puts a paw on Coco’s hand.
Coco: “Roll over.”
Yayoi toppled over onto her back and looked up at Coco while holding up both hands in front of her.
Yayoi: “Nyaa~?”
Coco: “Good girl.”
Coco smiled and started scratching Yayoi behind the ears.
Sun-Sin: “Please don’t encourage her…”
The wristband on Tact’s right arm suddenly began beeping. Frowning, he raised it up and tapped it. A holographic image of a map appeared in front of him.
Hongxi: “What is it?”
Tact: “We’re… Leaving Warp in 5 minutes.”
Instantaneously, all discipline and order was restored. Sun-Sin and Yayoi were already brushing past Tact and Coco and towards the door.
Hongxi: “Leaving warp? That’s faster than expected.”
Tact: “It must be some kind of calculation error, our destination is off by several lightyears. I’m… I’m not sure where it’s taking us out sir.”
Hongxi: “Get to the bridge, sound the General Quarters alarm.”
Tact: “Yes sir!”
Planet Cera, PACT main fleet
Upon warping in, Hongxi finally realized the full extent of the ‘simple calculation error’ made by the Macross Drive. Something was terribly astray, for they had arrived in Cera system and was but a measly twenty thousand kilometers away from the closest PACT ship. Arrayed before them was over a thousand PACT ships of all various sizes, the PACT garrison.
Tact: “Sir! We have warped right into the middle of a PACT Fleet at… Cera!”
Yayoi: “Sun-Sin I thought you said the captain wouldn’t take us here!”
Sun-Sin: “Not intentionally!”
Hongxi: “… I don’t suppose we could jam their targeting systems can we?”
Tact: “Only if they were bunched within a 150,000 kilometer cone! Beyond that, there’s no assurance-“
Coco: “We’re being locked on sir, incoming missiles!”
The one thousand or so mix of PACT cruisers, destroyers, and battleships locked onto the Yamato and launched their stock of missiles and rockets. A long continuous hailstorm of missiles streamed from the armada and towards the Yamato.
Hongxi: “How long until we can warp?!”
Yayoi: “One minute sir! The engine is still charging!”
Hongxi: “If placed into full emergency mode, the Changcheng Combat System can track and shoot down up to 700 simultaneous targets within a one minute time frame. With five spread throughout all sides of the ship and one located on the bridge, judging from the direction of the missiles only four can be fully implemented. Meaning approximately 2800 missiles, with the engine being fully charged in 45 more seconds and calculating the rate of missiles fired multiplied by the approximate amount of ships… Sun-Sin, accelerate us to max speed! Coco! Disengage safety on the Changcheng Integrated Combat System! All guns open fire!”
Coco: “Yes sah!”
Sun-Sin: “Yes sir!”
The Yamato’s engines ignited and sent the entire ship lurching forward. The ship accelerated rapidly under the full propulsion of its engines, its mass steadily increasing the more speed it built up general relativity speaking. The thousands of tiny assault guns lining the slanted armors of the Yamato lit up the missile filled space, spewing bullets at rates of thousands of rounds a minute towards the incoming swarm of missiles. The space before them exploded into a dazzling array of light.
Hongxi: “Fired at a resting pace, PACT missiles have a maximum velocity of 20,000 kilometers per hour. Even with this ship’s pulse fusion engines at max, we’re accelerating too slow for those missiles to overshoot. Wait, what if instead of overshooting… Sun-sin! Disengage all warp safety mechanisms and engage frontal half warp ring!”
Sun-Sin: “I told you 32 more sec- half warp?”
Hongxi: “JUST DO IT!”
Startled by the captain’s outburst, Sun-Sin obliged.
Sun-Sin: “Yes sir!”
Frontal warp ring? What did the captain mean by that, and was that even possible?! The warp drive operated by contracting the space in front of the ship and expanding the space behind the ship. For the warp to work, a ring of negative energy had to be generated around the ship’s midsection and oscillated in rapid speeds in order to soften the fabric of space-time enough where the warp field could stabilize and carry the ship forward. There wasn’t enough energy for a full warp, but certainly enough to cover the front space of the ship. There were numerous safety mechanisms ensuring that all three had to be turned on at the same time as activating only the forward or rear warp rings would be extremely dangerous to anything in front or back of the ship. However in this case, there wasn’t anything they had to worry about outside the ship. Sun-Sin manually activated the drive and turned on only the forward warp components.
Hongxi: “Tact! Concentrate all forward firepower on the warp bubble in front of the ship!”
Sun-Sin: “Warp bubble?”
Tact: “Yes sir?!”
Unsure what the captain meant, he re-inputted the Changcheng parameters to narrow its forward firing arc. Even though now wasn’t the best of times, Tact’s curiosity got the best of him and he sneaked a glance away from his monitor and at the front window. The face he wore after seeing what he saw was shared by nearly everyone onboard the ship.
The wide spread of missiles in front of them suddenly found the amount of space they could travel in to be much less. Some of the more fragile larger rockets couldn’t withstand the warping of space and simply exploded. With the majority of the missiles coming in from the front suddenly bottlenecked, the Changcheng Combat System suddenly found that it could shoot down a lot more missiles with a lot less bullets. It made suitable readjustments to fully exploit this. Yayoi: “Captain! By engaging half warp, it will take our ship even longer to charge up the Macross Drive for warp! Our new estimated warp point is 5,000 kilometers behind that PACT cruiser!”
Hongxi: “Can we do an emergency side thruster maneuver?“
Yayoi: “We’re too close!”
Hongxi: “Activate the pinpoint barrier system! Concentrate it at the prow of the ship!”
Coco: “Yes sah! Activating pinpoint barrier system, prioritizing the prow!”
A new holographic screen displaying the ship and incoming enemy projectiles appeared in front of Coco. She cracked her fingers and lightly laid them on the hologram. Outside, ten different 15 meter wide circles of energy appeared on the ship’s hull. Coco then traced all her fingers to the front of the ship. Outside, the ten energy circles joined together at the prow of the ship to cover the nose of the ship and then some.
Yayoi: “But sir, we haven’t tested it since installation at First Pass Above Heaven!”
Hongxi: “Nothing like a field test right?!”
Random-crewman-caught-on-the-bridge-at-the-wrong-time: “The Yamato will always stand by you, sir!”
Hongxi: “That’s nice kid, save that for when we come out of this alive. All hands, this is the captain speaking! Brace for impact!”
The many digit number ton Yamato slammed into the PACT cruiser that was in its way, the shielding at the prow absorbing most of the impact and energy and converting it into electrical energy that was then funneled into the Macross Drive. Now for those wonderful if the pinpoint barrier system was some kind of giant solar panel, why not keep it on all the time? This was due to the fact that the pinpoint barrier system usually tends to consume more energy than it absorbs and thus inefficiency is the key reason. Also, the surface area of the pinpoint barrier system was quite small, even when totaled up it would be no bigger than 150 meters across.
The PACT Cruiser was quite literally rammed in half where its top half separated from its bottom half. The extremely low profile of the Yamato had turned it into the galaxy’s largest spearhead. The two PACT battleships beyond the cruiser were already veering off to the side, fearing the same fate would befall them if they simply sat in front of the Yamato.
At this range where the Yamato was in the center of the fleet, PACT was switching over to kinetics and lasers and slowly maneuvering themselves into position. It was not every day where a single ship would charge straight into the fleet and causing them to suddenly find their firing arcs pointed at empty space. Conventional methods called for ships to laser and broadside each other with kinetics from a distance.
The two battleships in the Yamato’s path had no qualms about firing though to which they did, and quite liberally at that too. Streams of lasers burned into the Yamato’s hull and 1,000 kilogram shells hurled themselves at the ship. However at this angle, the lasers were doing more damage than the kinetics as they were simply redirected after striking the extremely slanted slope of the ship.
Yayoi: “Once we’re past them we’ll be free to warp sir!”
Hongxi: “Then let’s give them a little going away present, open port guns zero through eighty on both sides and roll out the cannons! Alternate between KEP and HEAP rounds! Fire on my mark! Warp as soon as we’re clear!”
All along the Yamato’s flat side, the reinforced armor over the gun ports slid open and out rolled the Type Jiushiyi gun, the Tianxia equivalent of the Alliance kinetic gun. From inside the ship dozens of gunners and technicians stood at ready beside their guns, the angles already calibrated and the cannons ready to fire.
Each cannon was massive, about six stories tall and over 40 meters long. On the ground next to each gun was a control panel and a gun crew consisting of 3 gunners, 2 technicians, and 1 artillery officer. The gunner was in charge of positioning and ignition of the gun, the technicians were there to conduct emergency repairs if needed, and the artillery officer would direct when and where to shoot. Although only one gunner was needed, the others were simply there as backups should anything happen to the main gunner.
Upon receiving orders from bridge, the artillery officers barked out the order to load. The gunners would first disengage the safety before pressing a switch that would bring out the next shell. The thick massive doors on the far side of the battle hanger opened and out came the HEAP shells drawn from the deep interiors of the ship. Though a series of buttons, switches, and multiple safety disengages, the hatch on the back of the Type Jiushiyi cannon opened and the shell slid right in. Upon finish loading the cannon, the leader gunner would call out ‘Gun loaded!’ and the artillery officer would either call out ‘standby!’ or in this case the direction of the target and ‘Fire!’
Hongxi waited, counting the seconds and milliseconds unconsciously. The Yamato was speeding towards the space between the two PACT battleships. His eyes followed the noses of the battleships, waiting. Waiting until they passed the nose of his ship…
Hongxi: “Now! Fire broadside cannons!”
One second later, when the nose of his ship had already crossed half the distance of the PACT battleships, the cannons fired. A straight line of 1,000 kilogram shells erupted from the flat sides of the Yamato, striking the PACT battleship all along the side from nose to rear. It was a salvo no ship could withstand, 120 shells with around 13 meters of dispersion between each shell. Granted, a full broadside of the Yamato’s side guns would only be effective against a ship as long as it or longer. Nevertheless with over 65 of the 80 shells fired hitting the enemy on both sides, they were quickly torn asunder. On the right side, the High Explosive Armor Piercing rounds penetrated the hulls of the battleships and burrowed themselves deep into heart of the ship before exploding. Every critical system that was laid along the centerline of the ships were destroyed beyond repair as fire and force bent and obliterated metal. The Kinetic Energy Penetrators however kept on going, tearing through the entire battleship and over-penetrating. Fired with a force several times greater than the HEAP shells due to the sabots attached to its side during ignition, they emerged on the other side and kept sailing on. Even though it had considerably less energy than when it first started, it was going to ruin the day of any unarmored or lightly armored object in its path.
On the left side, three of the HEAP shells found themselves inside the ammunition room and detonated. A KEP round tore itself through the engine, shutting it off. The entire front section of the battleship blew up and the ship was swallowed in a massive fireball. When the heat dissipated all that was left was the blackened rear half of the ship, drifting away into space.
Yayoi: “We’re clear!”
Hongxi: “Warp!”
The first streams of lasers from the surrounding ships slammed into the hull of Yamato, burning deep into the top and bottom armor. However the ship warped away before any irreparable damage could be sustained, leaving behind nothing but an afterimage.
The Yamato emerged from warp a couple dozen lightyears away. Hongxi and the rest of the bridge crew were drawing in sharp breaths and trying to calm their beating hearts.
Hongxi: “Tact, did you figure out what was wrong with the Macross Drive?”
Tact: “The Macross Drive was built using a map of the galaxy half a century ago. And in order to keep its existence a secret from the rest of the galaxy, it was not networked. Thus it could not account for the deviations in long range jumps. The error is less than 1%, but-“
Sun-Sin: “But that 1% almost got us killed…”
Hongxi: “Yayoi, plot us a jump into the farthest asteroid field we can safely jump to. I want us to get somewhere safe as well as someplace with the necessary raw materials for repair.”
Yayoi: “Yes sir, plotting course now. We will jump in T minus 60 seconds.”
Sun-Sin: “What are you planning to do after this captain?”
Hongxi: “What we do best.”
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Post by 白龍 on Apr 3, 2016 3:40:06 GMT -8
Oh my. Well glad I could help. ^_^
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Post by 白龍 on Apr 2, 2016 18:18:25 GMT -8
Oh, I removed the upgrades simply because I needed extra cash and I wasn't going to be using her for the large part of the round. www.mediafire.com/?9192k6dm7k05x4qMaybe it's just an incompatibility issue?
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Post by 白龍 on Apr 2, 2016 15:08:49 GMT -8
I reloaded the save, and. It's still happening.
So uh. More details? Maybe this was why? On the Cera mission. Where spoiler enemy turns on you, I stripped all her upgrades beforehand. That made the Flak value disappear. Literally, wasn't even a 0. There was no Flak. After the mission, I started giving her back her upgrades. And the Flak value appeared with the base value being 20. But this time upon upgrading it, ^ happened.
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Post by 白龍 on Apr 2, 2016 4:30:59 GMT -8
A/N: I err, had a lot of fun writing this entry.
(MKJF) Hongxi: “Of all those in the army close to the commander none is more intimate than the secret agent; of all rewards none more liberal than those given to secret agents; of all matters none is more confidential than those relating to secret operations.”
News of the mass suicide of Maybellene Fashion headquarters on Tianxia was quickly covered up by the corporation itself. It was an enigma, the entire Tianchao branch HQ suicided overnight as if the result of some sort of pact suicide. Everyone from the regional manager to the janitor had killed themselves. Worried that this piece of news would cause their stocks to drop, Maybellene covered up the entire story and sent in a fresh new staff.
Any foreign merchant that had traded in Tianchao on the day of Hongxi’s speech disappeared when they left the system. Some had errors in their navigation system and fell to the various hazardous anomalies of the galactic core. Others were raided by pirates, their floating hulls serving as a warning to all those who entered.
Despite the suspicious coincidences, news of their disappearance never seemed to generate much media attention. In a world where blood generates the most news activity, very little news agencies actually inquired about these events. Those that did were state press with relatively little viewers. That month however saw an abnormal amount of activity from the Jin Yi Wei, the Tianchao emperor's secret police. Everyone talked about it, for these orphans were highly revered as well as feared. Bypassing all judicial systems, they had full discretion in the judgement and execution of those wanted by the state. Their tenacity and skill in martial arts were unrivaled as well. Thus when accidentally crossing one of these stoic and heartless servants of the emperor, one would throw themselves at their feet to beg for mercy. And to shed a tear for them when they are let go, for these were street orphans taken at a young age and placed into a program which would pit them friend against friend, brother against brother all in order to cultivate utmost loyalty to the emperor. Often times meeting their end at the whims of politicians, such was the sad fate of Jin Yi Wei.
Hongxi: “All warfare is based on deception. Hence, when we are able to attack, we must seem unable; when using our forces, we must appear inactive; when we are near, we must make the enemy believe we are far away; when far away, we must make him believe we are near.”
107th Alliance Patrol Fleet, Orion Sector Asteroid Field Alliance Cruiser San Felipe
Radarman: “The enemy dreadnaught is located in alpha quadrant, 60 kilometers out sir! There are no visuals of incoming enemy fire. However they are continuing to jam our radar and sensors.”
Bonifaz: “Must be spending all they have just keeping us all jammed. Can we raise communications with the rest of our fleet yet?!”
Communications Officer: “No sir, the noise is only getting stronger the closer we get!!”
Bonifaz: “Continue under the cover of the asteroid field, we will engage with kinetics when we are in range. Continue laser barrage! They think just by stopping our ability to communicate that we can’t coordinate attacks? They underestimate the Alliance!”
Gunnery: “Yes sir!”
Meanwhile the First Officer continued to stare out the window at the ship in the distance. Something seemed odd about the ship. It had not moved once since they detected it on the radar and when all sensors and antennae were suddenly jammed, none of it seemed to have come in the direction of the dreadnought. The way the streams of lasers had impacted the hull too was strange, jostling the entire ship with just 1 stream.
First Officer: “Sir? I don’t know about this.”
Bonifaz: “What do you mean?”
First Officer: “Something, something’s not right. I suggest we turn back Captain and call for reinforcements.”
Bonifaz: “This is some sort of new PACT secret weapon, an ECM capital ship! It’s been jamming all our sensors and communication thus far, that is something we MUST capture. If we let it get away, it’ll wreck far more havoc than here. Besides if it could have shot at us, it would have done so already. No, we’re going to go in close and subdue that thing with th-“
Several heavy impacts rocked the ship, sending the bridge crew to their knees.
Bonifaz: “S-status report!”
Radaraman: “Incoming fire!”
Bonifaz: “From the ship?!”
Radarman: “No, the asteroids!”
The Alliance fleet suddenly found themselves in the midst of a deadly trap. Dozens upon dozens of Lau Hu Heavy Tanks anchored into the asteroids lit up the cruisers with KEPs, sabots filling up the space around them as fast as they could fire.
The cruisers blasted away into the rocks, hurling massive kinetic rounds into the asteroids in an attempt to hit them. Many didn’t and instead simply shattered the asteroid, sending the tanks hurling into space on whatever piece of rock they anchored themselves on. However there was simply too many and the cruisers weren’t completely invulnerable to the return fire. While these kinetic energy projectiles did not contain any explosives, they were still able to penetrate deep into the bowels of the ship and tear up any systems that got in their way.
When it became clear that they were at a disadvantage, fighting an enemy hidden away in heavy terrain while they were out in the open, as if in a general consensus the cruisers charted a course out of the asteroid field. However with communications jammed, the cruisers could not coordinate and things essentially boiled down to each their own. As the cruisers blazed away from the asteroid field at full speed, tiny figures could be seen jetpacking off of the asteroids and latching themselves onto the ships.
Bonifaz: “A-are we clear of the asteroid field?! Damage report!”
First Officer: “Multiple hull breaches across decks five through seventeen. I evacuated all personnel from the area and sealed off all the bulkheads. Targeting arrays and sensors were physically destroyed and engines are running on 70% output.”
Bonifaz: “Can we warp?”
First Officer: “Unstable, engineering is currently working on emergency repairs. Shouldn’t take more than 10 minutes captain.”
Commodore let out a sigh of relief. He took off his cap and wiped his face of sweat. Looking down at his hand, it was completely wet. Meanwhile the first officer was staring at a diagram of the ship and frowning at what he was seeing.
Bonifaz: “Good, good… This, what we saw today. That, that wasn’t PACT… Commander. Commander!”
First Officer: “Ah- yes captain?”
Bonifaz: “What’s the matter with you?”
First Officer: “Just system malfunction sir. I’m detecting multiple life signs heading towards engineering and the bridge. That’s impossible, I sealed off the bulkheads in those sectors. Those areas are complete vacuum and open to the outside. Nobody should be able to survive that.”
Bonifaz pulled himself over to the screen.
Bonifaz: “Could be our own? Given that they got to their protective gear in time?”
First Officer: “No sir, all hands are accounted for. I thi-“
Bonifaz suddenly clasped his hand over his mouth and motioned him to shush. The bridge drew quiet when a faint, muffled explosion and decompression rang though the entire ship. They could hear it now, footsteps. Faint footsteps getting closer and closer until it stopped just outside the doors to the bridge. Bonifaz motioned for the navigation officer to check it out.
The navigation officer nodded and walked towards the door. Just as his hand reached out to activate it, the door exploded and all the air inside rushed out. Those who weren’t initially sucked out suddenly found themselves gasping for air, the moisture on their tongue and eyes starting to boil off.
Meanwhile onboard the Yamato several hundred kilometers away, Yayoi received a stream of reports.
Yayoi: “The ambush was a success sir. We lost 22 out of the 75 Lau Hus Heavy Tanks deployed, well within the acceptable range. The San Felipe, San Pedro, Santa Isabel, and Incendio have all been captured with acceptable levels of damage. Who knew an amalgam of multiple pieces of PACT hulls slapped together with a beacon and thrusters could work so well?”
Hongxi: “Pareidolia. Humans are fearful creatures, they see what is not there. Especially, when they see something they do not understand. It is an evolutionary offshoot from the hunter gatherer age of mankind, when all we had were stone spears to fend off whatever the wild threw at us…”
Hongxi: “Where the army is, prices are high; when prices rise the wealth of the people is exhausted.”
Alliance Trading Post, Korris System
Rear Admiral Antonio: “Ahh, good doing business with you!”
Antonio stood up and warmly shook Kwanghoon’s hand just as Kwanghoon was about to leave.
Antonio: “At first we were surprised when we heard you want to secede from the Alliance, but being able to trade like this. It’s really not that bad after all. Who knew it’d be the governments, not the merchants, that’d be sending out traders. We rarely see you guys in our markets, we were beginning to wonder if we really didn’t have anything you want.”
Kwanghoon: “It is of no problem. You need rare and heavy metals, you need gas. We need food, and we give better price than Mining Union. Heavy drought on our planets, our people starving.”
Antonio: “And that’s why I’m here for you my friend! We have plenty of foo-“
The door opened as Antonio’s secretary barged in.
Secretary: “Sir, anotherrebellion has broken out in the Forlorn System!”
Antonio: “Tch, what? Again?”
Secretary: “They don’t have enough food sir. We’ve been takin-“
The admiral glared at her and motioned the Kwanghoon discreetly. She stopped and nodded when she saw Antonio hold his thumb to his neck and drew it across.
Kwanghoon: “No… No food?”
Antonio: “Ah ha ha ha, no no no! That’s not it. No need to worry fine sir. You misheard her. Here, here. Right this way, I’ll even show you our warehouses myself! Now uh, about that extra shipment you requested…”
Kwanghoon: “Yes, our moon colonies. Require much terraforming, cannot grow food. In exchange, for buying more food. Two thousand kilograms of gold.”
Antonio: “T-two thousand? Secretary, tell the warehouse guys to uh. ‘Reallocate’ some of the supplies.”
Secretory: “Reallocate? Sir, a lot of those supplies are heading to the fro-“
Antonio shot her a death glare causing her to shut up.
Secretary: “Yes sir. I shall take another look at the logistical side, there seems to be some wastes we can cut down on.”
Antonio smiled from ear to ear.
Antonio: “That’s what I want to hear! Now now, come. This way Mr. Kwanghoon.”
Hongxi: “Be extremely subtle, even to the point of formlessness. Be extremely mysterious, even to the point of soundlessness. The ultimate in disposing one's troops is to be without ascertainable shape. Then the most penetrating spies cannot pry in nor can the wise lay plans against you.”
Empty Space, Merchantman Fortuna
What was thought to be a simple delivery mission ended up being the last one he would ever make in his life. His ship was violently wretched from warp and thrown back into normal space. An intense gravitational object had pulled his ship out of warp, but there was no planetary or solar bodies to be found. Trying to re-engage warp only came up with a warning stating that it is impossible to warp near a large gravitational body. Lightyears away from the closest star system, Garibaldi launched a distress signal. However any help would come too late… His entire ship suddenly lurched when multiple objects slammed and embedded themselves into his ship.
Admiral Stukov’s Command Room, 201st Reserve Fleet
First Officer: “Sir, the 76th convoy freighter was ambushed. All hands were lost, all ships either captured or destroyed.”
Stukov slammed his fist into the control panel while staring at a hologram of the local cluster of systems. On it a red X was added to an already increasing amount of Xs spread throughout all the entire space in no distinct pattern. With transmissions from the convoys cutting off when they were suddenly pulled out of warp, they had little to work on.
Stukov: “Where! Where are they COMING FROM!?”
First Officer: “I… I don’t know sir, our patrols in the nearby systems reveal nothing. Either they’re here and we’re not seeing them, or-“
Stukov: “They came from somewhere else, far far away….”
First Officer: “Sir, no pirates would have those kind of resources to sustain long range warp raids.”
Stukov: “Unless, they’re no pirates…”
Hongxi: “Fear… Some call it the eight deadly sin. Where does it come from? The unknown. People fear what they don't understand and hate what they can't conquer. Fear, so easily confused with doubt and when taken form, becomes panic…”
Planet Norn, Sevastopol Station, Fourth Launch Point for Alliance Auxiliary Fleet Complement: 56 Machiavelli Battleships, 175 Battlecruisers, 22 Support Cruisers Battleship Petropavlovsk, Regional Command Ship
Radarman: “Admiral, the Sabre has just warped in.”
Admiral Gustav: “The Sabre? That’s… Not a battleship if I remember correctly.”
Radaraman: “No sir, it’s a battlecruiser.”
Admiral Gustav: “Rats… What is that Boisson doing! The Lafayette is a mighty battleship, something that is of a great asset to our fleet. All his ships have already returned except he himself!”
First Officer: “Please calm down captain. I’m sure it’ll return soon.”
Admiral Gustav: “They better, leaving us with nothing but transmission logs… Only to see his ships return safe and sound!”
First Officer: “To be fair sir, the first one arrived but half an hour ago. They stated there was some gravitational turbulence and the others arrival would be delayed.”
Admiral Gustav: “I know! I know… Hail the Sabre, and send a shuttle to bring them in for questioning. I want to know exactly what happened at Planet Willis!”
Radarman: “Sir, picking up a new warp signature.”
Admiral Gustav: “Good, it’s probably the Lafayette.”
Radarman: “No sir, it’s a lot bigger than that!”
Something warped in a couple dozen kilometers. Something big bristling with guns all over. It was a little bit over half of the Legion’s size and with a completely different design, but that Red and Black motif and paint was more than enough to convince the Admiral who the real culprit was.
Admiral Gustav: “PACT! You have some nerve showing your face around here, message the fleet. You will pay for all you’ve done! All ships move to engage!”
First Officer: “What about the retu-“
Admiral Gustav: “I said ALL ships engage!”
First Officer: “… Yes sir.”
It was quite an impressive sight for anyone on the side of the Alliance, and quite a fearful one for any enemies of the Alliance. In a well-coordinated maneuver, the entire fleet stationed at Sevastopol station moved out. From the strange enemy ship came hurling towards them 12 projectiles.
First Officer: “Enemy fire!”
Admiral Gustav: “From way out there? What are they expecting to hit?”
Hongxi: “First gouge out their eyes so they can’t see.”
The projectiles overshot the lead ship by dozens of meters harmlessly, until it exploded in the middle of the fleet. Suddenly, the Petropavlovsk’s radar map became very distorted where keeping track of just allied ships became increasingly difficult. For radar to work, radio waves would be broadcasted from a ship. These radio waves would bounce off nearby objects and reflect back towards the sender where it would be picked up with delicate instruments and used to calculate distance and positioning. However these tiny strips of fiber reflect radar signals and when used defensively, forms a blob of intelligible signals from where the ship used to be. However in this case, they were fired at the source and used to stop the radio waves before they can even get out.
Hongxi: “Next stab their ears so they cannot hear.”
And as if that wasn’t enough, all Alliance communication channels were also flooded with noise from barrage jamming, making electromagnetic communication between any ships, friend or foe, virtually impossible. Every Alliance military and civilian frequencies were being jammed, as well as the emergency channels. Usually only large stations could generate this much power to jam channels on this many frequencies, however the enemy was no small ship either.
Admiral Gustav: “What?! What’s going on?!”
First Officer: “Sir I… I can’t raise any of the fleet. That enemy ship is projecting powerful random noise that’s jamming all of our operational frequencies! The substance they fired at us earlier is indiscriminately disrupting all of our radar waves, we can’t make sense what is what!”
Admiral Gustav: “Switch to visuals! Impossible! How would they know our operational wavelengths? Could it be, spies..?”
First Officer: “Sir, they’re firing again!”
Hongxi: “Deprive them of their senses, and even when they are in a group they are alone.”
Gustav could almost hear the roar of the twelve turrets on this ship fire. He could almost feel it in his bones as he watched the projectiles drew near. This time instead of releasing more chaff and corner reflectors, the projectiles released a massive white cloud that blocked all vision. This continuous barrage did not stop until the entire fleet and then some were engulfed.
Admiral Gustav: “Slow ahead! What sort of trickery are they resorting to…? If they think one ship can hide from MY armada in this pathetic cloud they put up.”
A kinetic shell abruptly slammed into the rear of the Petropavlovsk, causing the bridge to shake. The admiral stumbled and almost tripped, only to be caught and held up in time by his first officer. Admiral Gustav: “Damage report! Where did that shell come from?!”
First Officer: “One of the engines have been destroyed. The projectile… Came from one of our own!”
Hongxi: “Let fear brew among them, and the enemy will destroy themselves.”
It was at that moment when Gustav realized what the enemy was planning. His hunch was correct, there were enemy elements within his own fleet. They must have snuck in from the reinforcements they received the other day or from Boisson’s returning fleet. By now, the other captains must be realizing there are traitors in their own ranks but without any means to communicate… He had to act fast or all hell would break loose.
Admiral Gustav: “Quick, assemble as many men as you can and get them to the shuttles! They are to travel to the other ships and give them a new rendezvous point! We are retreating, we are retreating now!” But Gustav’s fears were already coming true. Through the dense white cloud, he could see the density of streams of lasers slowly increasing. Protocol called for them to remain calm and to rendezvous somewhere else, to regroup and reorganize. However in this thick white cloud where one could not tell friend from foe, friends quickly became enemies and a fight to satiate the Admiral’s lust for blood quickly turned to a battle for survival. Nobody knew how many hostiles there were, but they knew one thing. Someone had fired the first shot, and no one was going to idle around with a supposedly friendly shooting at them.
Far away from the chaos, onboard the bridge of the Yamato… Hongxi and the bridge crew stared at the bloodbath unfolding before him.
Sun-Sin: “So this is what it means…”
Sun-Sin mumbled while staring at the destruction below.
Yayoi: “What do you mean?”
Sun-Sin: “For to win one hundred victories in one hundred battles is not the acme of skill. To subdue the enemy without fighting is the acme of skill.”
Hongxi: "When the enemy is at ease, be able to weary him; when well fed, to starve him; when at rest, to make him move. Appear at places to which he must hasten; move swiftly where he does not expect you."
News of the Norn Disaster would spread like wildfire. Over 70 battlecruisers and 28 battleships destroyed with the rest sustaining heavy damage. Admiral Gustav was immediately suspended and an investigation started. People were beginning to worry and doubt, that this was something else besides pirates or PACT. Missing convoys are to be expected from time to time, but vanishing convoys and patrols were a whole new story. Pirates plundered and left behind empty hulls. This new enemy stole the entire ship, with all hands either assumed captured or lost. This was something else entirely, something much bigger than pirates. When Norn had hit the news, an emergency committee was held. The logistical chains between the core worlds and the front was considered too fragile, and the occupied planets for some reason could never come up with enough food. At this point, just feeding the front was getting difficult enough much less any major incursions into PACT territory. All reserves were fully mobilized and formed into special hunter killer teams. A special investigative squad was formed to look into the cause behind these disruptions and put an end to it once and for all.
Hongxi: “Sow the seeds of fear, water it with isolation, nurture it with desperation, and watch panic blossom. Come, our time here is done. They will empty their coffers looking for what is not there, now we go to PACT.”
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Post by 白龍 on Apr 2, 2016 2:51:39 GMT -8
Working on the recreation now, can you give me a bit more information on 'I clicked too many times. So I went back, and went forth'? So you were continuing to stack changes to the stats while the 'insufficient intel' audio prompt was playing or something else? I clicked too many times the first time and decided I spent too much on flak so I clicked the < button to decrease it. (The Flak did not go up after I had spent all my points.) Instead of decreasing however, it just went up. And my points were refunded. And it sort of just spiraled upwards from there.
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Post by 白龍 on Apr 2, 2016 0:19:45 GMT -8
Yeah okay, so she has over 100 Flak.
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Post by 白龍 on Apr 2, 2016 0:13:51 GMT -8
So, er. I noticed something weird while upgrading Blackjack's Flak... I was upgrading Flak, and I clicked too many times. So I went back, and went forth... And noticed that the numbers didn't go down, they only went up higher and higher... I don't know if this is just a face value and is not reflected in game. Haven't tried it yet. I don't think, it's supposed to be at 285 is it?
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Post by 白龍 on Apr 1, 2016 7:19:10 GMT -8
On missile/rocket upgrades: I note that you have put no upgrades into any of these on any unit and would urge that you consider getting some. A little surprised that Marx didn't strongly lobby for it Missiles and rockets are great for burst damage and therefore reducing incoming turn 1 damage, but their use needs to be coupled well with use of Flak Off/Disable to achieve the desired effect. Open with kinetics first to reduce armor on units with high armor. Every missile gets armor deducted from its damage. Use missiles with higher damage first to reduce total enemy armor mitigation. Unless, you have a personal vendetta against missiles/rockets. It's okay, I understand. We Kineticians will never bow to missiles/rockets! We praise RNGesus for gracing us with successful hits and tremble in fear when he causes our shots to bounce...
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Post by 白龍 on Apr 1, 2016 7:13:26 GMT -8
I opened with a non upgraded Vanguard Cannon for mission 7 so I probably had it a bit easier and could afford to move units across the battlefield in subsequent turns. It's possible to do FF/AG and try to soak damage, but I opted to spend some CP early on to reduce incoming damage. Unlike beta 12.4a, there is no longer any Alliance Carrier or Alliance Infantry, enemy reinforcements arrive earlier and Blackjack's hps are now doubled, so things are quite a bit tougher for this mission. As Liberty is tied up with Disrupt duties, damage avoidance is more important than ever. I'm curious as to how you found enemy Blackjack's AI. It didn't seem terribly focussed for me, either staying put at its spawning location or just moving without firing anything. It's always good to see more people doing playthroughs on higher difficulties. Hopefully this shows others that some investment in knowing the mechanics well, having sound upgrades and perseverence makes the game quite playable even at higher difficulties, so Captain should not be as tough as some make it to be. I appreciate the move by move details, though IMHO an underlying scheme (aiming to destroy these units, prioritizing certain units, etc) or train of thought in terms of upgrade selection is good too if you find posting move by move too laborious. Wait, was this the mission with the Alliance Carrier and Infantry?! No wonder I felt like we were missing a carrier... Oh, Liberty's disrupt. I didn't both to touch that until everything was dead and I made sure I got my money's worth farming off of Blackjack. >_< Blackjack, is like that kid on the block with the big guns and is only out to get one person. Liberty. I lost count how many times I redid this mission because Blackjack waltzed past NINE free attacks from pretty every unit I had (and even Bianca's kinetic shotgun!), just to get a shot off at Liberty and kill her. But if you have enough units "blocking" Blackjack's path, it'll be confused and stay there. Just encircling it with gunboats would be enough to mess up its pathing. Yeah... Move by move does take a long time. 3-4 hours just writing this last mission actually. I try to put upgrades into a separate post to make things slightly more organized.
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