...Yeah, I can see what you mean.
It's been a sort-of in-joke to stylise the legendary Gundam-Frame pilots during the Calamity War as heroic knights... even if the enemies they faced were classified as 'angels' and the engineers behind the Suits had decided to name them after demons in a weird case of irony.
"We all fail. We all make mistakes. That is what makes us human."(Is still messing around with the settings on the transmitter)
Yeah, well, about that. The Regulatory Bureau would rather we keep any information on the Mobile Armours or anything else related to the Calamity War a secret, or at best illegal, in order to prevent such technologies being used without an actually justifiable reason.
The world knows we're the victors of the Calamity War, yes, but we're not stupid enough to let such technology fall into the wrong hands again. We'd rather throw away the key to such things.
edited 1st May '17 4:26:33 PM by G2BattleConvoy
"We all fail. We all make mistakes. That is what makes us human."(goes ahead and boots up the TV and console)
(...wow, that's
some fancy 2004 there)
Here, uh... (hands Sav a controller)
Destroy two cities with two bombs- one each.
Where before it'd take more than one bomb to take down a city.
Then you have Mutually Assured Destruction and a cold war.
Because two countries start developing those bombs more and more- that become more destructive, until they've built so many that they can destroy the world if war broke out- a world that we couldn't leave yet.
And the deployment changes from a plane to an intercontinental missile. All the while- proxy wars are fought between the two powers in otherwise minor countries.
1.5 imperial gallons of tea were consumed during the writing of this postWell- he is Jack Livingstone.
Back where I'm from- he's famous in the archaeology circles. And vigilantism to an extent.
He's a relic of older times. His adventures are the kind of things you'd find in pulp novels.
Flying to distant locales- meeting with the natives, and getting into fights.
Finding and saving artifacts from the clutches of evil.
1.5 imperial gallons of tea were consumed during the writing of this post

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(smiles)
Right, uh... lemme go and...
(picks up a nearby Beanbag Chair and brings it over to the teevee)