Near ARMOR

Now in the open Sylvester promtly started a sensor scan of the surroundings to locate the attackers, his uppermost priority was to protect the station now. He brought himself into position, drawing the pistols... of course they were not all that dangerous to the enemy mechs at this distance... but their missiles would be easy prey.

"One may feel fear in the face of danger so long as one banishes fear when danger actually arrives"

ARMOR Hangar / Dawnstrider

Kaylid nodded to Ser Masterful initial response rushing up onto the catwalk near Dawnstrider, climbing the ladder the best he can to get near the top, heading along to the side and opening a small control panel on the side of his Mecha, hitting a few keys and entering the passcode. The wing fins sliding to the sides further to create space and the cooling modal on the back splitting in two and sliding apart revealing a circular hatch that seems to open. The lower control vectors on the the "butt" of the Mecha raising up flat to the gang way to make a admittedly ill-shaped but still usable bridge which Kaylid quickly but cautiously crosses to get climb inside.

Kaylid once inside hit the close button besides the exit, letting the hatch close and the plating return to the back of Dawnstrider as he made his way, crawling to the cockpit and laid himself down in the seat, pushing his bags into a storage hatch bellow with his new communicator as well which he seals with a small clamp switch after drawing the Orne blaster. Hitting a switch the control panels slid over and the consoles and screens began to light up...

This was the point Kaylid wished he had the pilots suit on but he didn't feel he had time to fully undress, and then put it on since it does take him a bit. Hitting a switch a number of adaptors released from the pilots seat and deployed themselves onto Kaylid attaching the nerve-cables which leaves him stunned and twitching for a few moments as he regained his bearings. Oww... this hurt without having his pilots suit able to act as a intermediary but he pushed through. Locking the Orne blaster into its console position and letting the startup begin.

As the checks go through, Kaylid is uncomfortable and pants a little bit. Second time round and feels harder than the first enfact. Feeling his mind hit with this rush of information and this presence that is the Mech and for the pair to synchronize up like this... It was still going to take more to get used to fully. Though once set-up finishes with only takes a few more moments. Kaylid in minor discomfort takes the controls and launches Dawnstider out of the hangar to join the others.

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SPAAAAACE (Dawnstrider)

Once nearby, rendezvous with Ser Masterful, raising and moving his large wing-fins out of the the way to said in what he images is about to happen replying over the crafts comms back to him. "A name...? huh... Well.. Lets make them realize how bad of a idea it is to attack Armor with us here now to protect the station. How about Dawning Realization?" Perhaps Kaylid was trying too hard to sound cool and awesome in the moment but... Eh, he's still a young teen.

Kaylid was unsure how exactly this would go but he was ready, and could use any edge he could get, plus the aid of someone who has more experience than he does wouldn't hurt.

edited 26th Oct '16 7:36:37 AM by darkdestinysoul

"After time adrift among open stars, along tides of light and through shoals of dust, I will return to where I began."

Suited up, D'Angelo removed the ARMOR implant, tuned to the proper comms channel, and began prepping for launch.

CRC System, now interfacing

D'Angelo braced for the system to jack into his nodes. It always stung a little, plus it always seemed to never insert when-

G'shunk

he expected-

G'shun-shunk-shunk-shunk-shunk

"Ow." it.

CRC System interface complete. Now standing by in Partial Mode

Blinking a couple times to resteady himself, he began taking stock. Corona only had it's rail gun and chest weapons, but with as many people launching as possible already, he figured that it would be all he needed. The wing binders would be enough of an edge, and he always had the wires in case he needed to do something really dumb.

"Alright then, this is D'Angelo Halle, now launching in the Corona!" Opening the wing binders, he blasted off towards the fight, joining with the group and taking up positions

"So it is." Ser Masterful said in agreement. "Dawning Realization, assembling!"

The totem-pole of limbs latched onto Dawnstrider's back and immediately went to work; the Torso unit reached out and grasped one canister to grab the full-length Kersh Duelist's Blade and the Kersh Dueling Pistol with the other. The legs flared to life, and Kaylid received numerous communication requests trying to import the interface for controlling the legs not unlike a computer mouse installing its drivers. By the same merit the head was sending his sensors contact requests, trying to enhance his ability at sensing with its own.

SPAAAAACE (Dawning Realization)

"Alright, lets do this!" Kaylid responds wary but excited seeing Elegantem Stultitia begin its transformation, seeing the connection requests established he pulls up his connections panel and allows them through, routing the head's capacities to Dawnstriders own advance array and letting the legs import though they would be almost entirely manual control, it wouldn't be enhanced by Kaylid's hybrid connection, he couldn't on the fly comprehend how additional legs would feel let alone control them.

"So how do we handle this, i'll be in main control with you supporting fire or..?" Kaylid radioed back, not entirely sure how two pilots together would work for this.

That is as much a question IC as OOC I think. How do you want to handle this with what Ser Masterful will be doing.

"After time adrift among open stars, along tides of light and through shoals of dust, I will return to where I began."

Near ARMOR

Seeing more mechs launching gave Sylvester confidence, he let out a message "Okay, to maximize efficiency lets organize in 2 squads; Sentinel and Strike. Everyone with strong shields or fast firing weapons that can deal with missiles get into Sentinel and help defend the station. Everyone with strong Anti-Mech weapons get into Strike and destroy the enemy mechs."

"One may feel fear in the face of danger so long as one banishes fear when danger actually arrives"

ARMOR Hangar

After what felt like 16 hours of firmware updates, all 3 processing units on the Puppeteer were finally warmed up. C-163 broadcast the standard deployment signals, but did not expect anybody to hear them. As the puppeteer launched, its legs split and unfolded, trailing behind the joints to resemble feelers more than anything load-bearing, and its 'crown' angled back to provide a smaller profile.

The mech hesitantly joined the rest of the group, and rather less hesitantly began transmitting with little regard for the flow of its sentence. "I apologise for the delay. This unit is best optimised for cyberwarfare and assault roles. Querying preferred category." At the end of its message, it gave a quiet chirp, and began internally checking on its drone complement.

"I will provide support as necessary." Ser Masterful intoned straight into Kaylid's cockpit, "Primarily this will entail fire support; Elegantem Stultitia's weapons are geared for high damage at an opportune moment. However, my brain is actually very human; I cannot focus on too many things at once. Should you feel so inclined, feel free to seize control of my parts yourself, or hand over control to me if you require assistance multitasking. You should see my equipment available in your combat computer."

Elegantem Stultitia's legs twitched and flared some more. "For a simplistic experience, I would recommend simply connecting the control systems for Elegantem Stultitia's legs and Dawnstrider's own backpack for added maneuverability and throttle."

Kaylid and Archie can control all of Elegantem Stultitia's systems as they please. Kaylid can hand Archie selective control of Dawnstrider if he wants to.

Hangar

Maya skidded to a halt inside the hangars holding the Roterchutze and the Blauerknecht. Choices, choices...and she chose for the up-in-your face speed demon that was the blue knight. As she climbed inside the cockpit and sat at the controls, she plugged herself into the IRE System and started up the giant warrior.

"Maya, in the Blauerknecht. Motor systems OK. Ammunition and weapons OK. Thrusters functional. Life support systems functional. Sensors online. Interface online..."

She closed her eyes and took a deep breath, calming herself for what would come next as the final system onboard started up.

"IRE System...Online."

The mech charged out of the hangar, a blue blur.

Space

In the distance, small squads of mecha◊ stood, some with anti-material rifles, others with much more common machine guns and beam rifles. A few of the mecha even seemed to have rocket launchers sloppily welded on. The ones equipped with assault rifles charged at the group of new students, guns blazing. Behind them, the energy rifle equipped models provided fire support while the artillery and heavy mecha took aim.

Maya drew the Ripper, raising her shield as she charged forward without a care for Sylvester's plan. Excitement overtook her at seeing enemies.

"Screw that! GET THEM! CHARGE!"

edited 2nd Nov '16 6:10:51 AM by UndyingPhoenix

Hanger

Cheshire panted a little as she waited for her mech to be brought up. She had raced to be the first but lost out to a couple of the other students. The race was nothing compared to the true game about to begin. During the game she planned to show off Manawydan.

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Manawydan

Cheshire used the teleport to quickly enter the polite set. She quickly flipped a couple of switches. As the mech spang to live Cheshire could feel the mech pulling at the edges of her mind. It was a familiar and calming pull. As if it was a old friend greeting her.

   "Ready to lunch Mandy?"    , she asked as she expected the mech into her mind.

"Now begin to synce Armor coms"

Cheshire sighed as a screen popped up say both her and the coms were probably a tuned to Manawydan. With set up done, Cheshire pushed forward to meet the enemy and begin play time.

They can't for the life of them understand why nobody liked being ruled by a group of manic depressive demigods - 4chan

SPACE.

"Er, well...considering all of my onboard weaponry is, ahem...not exactly suited for combat, but rather support...I think it's best that I give what covering fire I can...I'll do my best not to get in the w-way, but..."

...Of course, with Maya practically screaming bloody murder and flying full throttle towards the enemy mechs, the Doctor looked uneasy. "I-I, er...w-well, I believe we're going to have to try and stick to the plan, Sir Sylvester...while m-making sure the more eager...of us doesn't get themselves killed."

Good frigging GRIEF. That girl's got as much survival instinct as a person wearing a bloody red shirt with a target on the back...

Adjusting the heads-up display and targeting reticles that appearing in front of his eyes, Doc armed the Glower Rifle and tried to move into a more favorable position to take a shot.

edited 3rd Nov '16 2:55:53 PM by TheRealWren

Hope you weren't expecting anything witty here. Maybe some day.

DEATH OR GLORY

With a mechcanical scream, Kekoa Mano erupted out of its launch pods. Looking around wildly before it saw the group. Loke's voice-now an almost unrecognizable growl crackled through the comms. "I see them..." She screamed as her mech tore forward.

Kekoa Mano ran hunched over, its cleavers almost scraping the space station roof before she leapt forward towards one of the squads, jump jets in its shoulders blasted it forward as it opened it's mouth in a silent roar.

Good to be back

Near ARMOR

Sylvester looked as some charged into the enemy... well... he'd have to remember for the future. "INCOM!" The two shields separated from the arms, only cables still connecting them with the Mech, they floated in the space quickly readjusting themselves. He searched for a large group of enemies with no allies nearby... should he find one he'd fire two of his shipkillers. Otherwise he'd fall back slightly to intercept the group of enemies that was nearest to the station.

"One may feel fear in the face of danger so long as one banishes fear when danger actually arrives"

Space (Dawning Realization)

Kaylid nodded to himself, not that anyone could see such. "Alright, got it. I'll keep control for-" He was transmitting to Archie but then everything else began to occur, the Mechs in the distance approaching and the shouts going out. Kaylid's heart sunk in his chest... It has started.

Without saying anything, a instinct kicked in though it wasn't a fighting one, but a flight one. Picked up by the Mech as he suddenly, jammed the controls to the side launching the Mechas away from the line of the charge in a arc away to what is admitted is a decent spot if he wanted to try to get a side-on flank but he didn't seem to do that intentionally.

"Uh, ah... Wow that's quite a few of then,.. Uh uh.." His voice a little panicked and unfocused continued to echo to Archie, not really having much of a proper fighting instinct yet he was hesitating and idle, purely evading... Not entirely taking the opportunity to even draw his weapons or even to take full control of Archie's legs properly yet.

edited 3rd Nov '16 5:48:46 AM by darkdestinysoul

"After time adrift among open stars, along tides of light and through shoals of dust, I will return to where I began."

Near ARMOR

Sylvester watched as the battle commenced... on of the other mechs seemed in perfect flanking position... good... but... why did the pilot not do anything... was he hesitant to fight or did he wait for the perfect moment... he opened a private com-channel, just to be sure "Hey, are you alright there?"

"One may feel fear in the face of danger so long as one banishes fear when danger actually arrives"

Seeing some of the pilots charge forward without a care made D'Angelo balk at the recklessness on display. Rolling his eyes, he started over to try to cover them, before noticing the mech identified as Kaylid's flying away awkwardly. Slowing down to pull along side it, he opened transmissions.

"Hey, is it all good in there?"

edited 3rd Nov '16 7:20:15 AM by GIG

"Adjusting verniers for stability." Elegantem Stultitia's legs burped and flared with methodical precision, stabilizing and righting Dawning Realization's positioning. The Head unit's arm reached down and locked into the Dueling Pistol in Elegantem Stultitia's right hand, taking careful aim as the blade remained held in a defensive position. "Kaylid, should you feel unfit to do so, I am entirely fine making my own calls on our positioning and tactics. For instance, both of us have a fairly significant advantage up close; perhaps we ought to move Dawning Realization closer."

Space

The Knecht swerved and weaved out of the bursts of fire coming its way, the shield making any that did hit a minor issue to her blind charge.

"Come on! You've got to try better than that! Micro missiles, fire!"

Maya quickly pulled on the breaks, making the mecha pull a rough slide as two compartments opened up on her legs. In moments, a swarm of miniature missiles stormed out and flew at one squad of assault rifle mechs, battering them with explosions and covering the area with smoke.

"And...now!"

The Knecth raised it's plasma caster and fired several beams into the smoke cloud, sometimes being greeted by an explosion as mechs blew up. Inside the cockpit, Maya couldn't help but let out a laugh of exhilaration. Deep inside though, she was struggling to maintain balance between bloodlust and sanity.

"Hahahaha!"

One of the tight clusters of rifle mecha in the distance were blown to pieces by the shipkiller missiles fired from the Stark Jegan, bits flying all over the place and crashing into other mecha, disrupting their aim or knocking them around a bit.

The AI on these mecha didn't seem to be very smart, but they were enough to work in a coordinated matter. The beam rifle squads focused their fire on the students in the back who had decided not to charge right into battle, several barrages of energy threatening to damage them. Meanwhile, the assault rifle squads fired storms of bullets at those who were charging in closer, while the artillery mecha fired into the midst of the battlefield, forcing both sides to either maneuver or get hit.

Space (Dawning Realization)

Kaylid notices the transmissions and expands the channels to respond to them. "I-I'm f-fine. I just got a... a little distracted is all."

Looking over to a different console and replying to Archie. "No... No.. I-.." A deep sigh is heard and a deep breath. "Okay... Right get closer. I can do that, I can handle this." He responds trying to sure himself up confidence wise and taking control as was allowed of Elegantem's legs. Though Archie would also notice one high explosive, high blast radius missle's controls have been given over to him to fire if he feels it would be useful.

Then suddenly the beams fired towards the Mecha pair, the first one striking lightly on the off-arm of Dawnstider but dealing only a small amount of damage due to the plating, most of energy auto-diffused. The rest of the volley though after this sends Kaylid evading more, realising the fight's really in swing now. "Ack, crud!"

Quickly weaving in and out on a rapid approach however, activating the Beam Sabres as he flies closer at rapid speed evading most of the other blasts quickly. His movements were both erratic and panicked, yet still consistent. Even while perhaps scared he had a good grip on the situation and on what was needed. Though despite taking control of the legs of the other Mech, he hasn't yet used it during his approach for some reason. To pretty much everyone around whom previously connected they could hear the next transmission. "Okay, not okay, not okay but... I got this!"

edited 13th Nov '16 11:00:35 AM by darkdestinysoul

"After time adrift among open stars, along tides of light and through shoals of dust, I will return to where I began."

Elegantem Stultitia's arms moved to diffuse any direct hits, deflecting and parrying the barrage of lasers. "Kaylid." Archie intoned with slightly more urgency. "You are piloting Dawnstrider, not Dawning Realization."

The backpack legs flared into life and sent the combined mech screaming forwards in a sudden burst of speed. Elegantem Stultitia's arms rose up and made a swipe at one of the autonomous mechs while discharging the Kersh Dueling Pistol at another. "If you do not wish to make use of Elegantem Stultitia's assets, I can detach at any time."

Space (Dawning Realization)

As the Mecha burst forward faster, Kaylid caught a little by surprise, ends up attacking now as the pair rush past making sideswipes with his Mecha's blades into the nearest adversary; the attempt rushed.

"I-I had a plan y- Nevermind... You're the experienced one... Yeah, okay got it i'll use them." He transmits back, his tone for some reason a little frustrated sounding, though his continued and future evasive movements did begin to incorporate bursts of extra legs thrusts into increasing or decreasing speed making the pair harder to hit.

edited 13th Nov '16 11:48:12 AM by darkdestinysoul

"After time adrift among open stars, along tides of light and through shoals of dust, I will return to where I began."

"...well, because of our comrades being, what's the term, a bit too eager, we're going to need to...keep level-heads here." 'Doc' calmly remarked over the communications, a small ping on the monitors catching his attention for a few moments. "We'll be alright, there's...no need to worry."

Ready to fire. Can we get on with this already, the longer we don't do anything the more likely one of those...idiots is going to get themselves shot down.

With the Glower Rifle ready to fire, Doc calmly moved into position, staying near his allies but ascending to aim at a better angle and hopefully avoid hitting someone on their side, despite likely making himself more vulnerable to return fire.

"...Alright, this should at least give you several seconds of an opening if we hit something here. Er, try to take advantage of it if you can."

Finally opening fire, the rifle let loose several bolts of azure colored energy that seemed aimed with almost surgical precision towards their opposition.

edited 22nd Nov '16 3:25:01 PM by TheRealWren

Hope you weren't expecting anything witty here. Maybe some day.

Spaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaace

The Silentium Luna charged forth with her Jupiter IV Bit Drones autonomously blocking any fire that may be concentrated on Zae as she used her mech's superior speed to pass through the frontline in a flash and go straight for the Artillery groups. Just you and me know bitches She thought with an eager smile on her face as her Mech used another boost of speed to get up in the face of one of the artillery mechs and swiped with her mech's energy claws.

[Funny Quote About Space]

163 paused to watch as the hostile mecha organised themselves into squads with no hesitation. Ah, but to have such synchronised allies. It pulled itself out of its stupor as it realised that both artillery fire and beam weapons were quietly careening towards it, barely avoiding getting hit and noting that it really needed to find a way to strafe using forwards thrusters.

Although its micromissile swarms only usually had enough fuel to work at a short range, fuel ranges are thrown out the window when in microgravity. Although its missiles would be easy to shoot down, they would at least provide a distraction for its compatriots (not that vapours are very effective in vacuum, but the enemy doesn't know that). It erred on the conservative side for now and fired six. Then it quickly deployed a lovely set of four Hijack drones and had them swerve apart, then arc towards one of the spray'n'pray assault fellows in the enemy squadron, preferably one that its compatriots were not targeting. Oh, it should probably inform them, shouldn't it? "Integrating hostile units."

Near ARMOR

Sylvester watched as the battle continued. He saw Dawning Realization move... something was off but he couldn't exactly pin it down right now. He switched to shipkillers again although his finger merely hovered above the trigger. The mechs this time were - relatively speaking - close to his allies. He looked to his AI shortly before shaking his head to clear it. Instead he quickly switched to the normal missiles and unleashed a salvo of 3 missiles. He then brought up his normal Beam Rifle, firing at the mechs that were nearest to the academy.

"One may feel fear in the face of danger so long as one banishes fear when danger actually arrives"