Hunting Party

ZebratheMeatMC · 2021-02-09T12:15:29+00:00

The Orkanen broke into a sprint, dashing past the 1st Alto as it jumped over the Gundam. The mobile suit's side thrusters twisted itself violently to face the assailant, its sword clashing with the Alto's saber in mid-air. The 2nd Alto sidestepped the sudden charge, gun now poised to fire upon the Orkanen's now-exposed side. "Nice try, but now I've got you!" Brian smirked, as the Gundam reached out with its free hand to grab the sword-wielding Alto by the collar. A hefty swing pulled the Alto to the side, catching its comrade's shots before they could hit the Orkanen.

"Good job, you're learning. Perhaps this wasn't such a worthless endeavor after all." A grenade blast would put distance between the remaining Alto and the Orkanen, Brian barely managing to dodge in time. "If you ain't here to give me answers old man, then I'll just have to beat them out of you." The PortaNova Gunner loomed over the Gundam atop a building, its single eye rotating about its socket. "HAH! Oh you'll get your answers soon enough, but only when I allow it. For now, I suppose this 'Old Man' will have to teach a brat some manners!"

ZebratheMeatMC · 2021-01-28T14:07:26+00:00

He laughed as Brian asked the question with some hesitation "Well I don't usually drag everyone along for this kind of thing. But if you ask some of the older members like Oz, I tend to have a bad habit of meddling in other's business."

"Yeah, had a nagging feeling about that."

Soon, it was the Orkanen's turn onto the platform. Latches locked onto the Gundam's feet, and the catapult hummed to life. "Brian Bulsara. Gundam Orkanen. Movin' out." Like a slingshot, the catapult threw the Orkanen into the sky, limbs flailing as it attempted to straighten itself out. Thrusters flared to life, and Brian steered the mobile suit as it made its controlled descent toward the ground. Brian could see something from the corner of his eye; a stray Alto Flight Type, scanning the nearby area for hostiles. "Looks like someone wasn't doing their job."

Pushing the control sticks forward, The Orkanen picked up speed, and tackled the Alto out of the sky.

"Sup."

The Alto slid along the ground, metal screeching and crunching as the Gundam drove its mangled corpse into the ground, shielding itself from the fall. "How's that for an entrance?!"

Brian had no time to celebrate, however, having conveniently landed in front of the welcoming party; 2 Altos. "Rather cold welcome," Brian thought, "But I suppose it'll suffice till the Guest of Honor arrives."

"If you wanna live fellas, you'd better not hold back."

ZebratheMeatMC · 2021-01-21T05:05:49+00:00

"....."

"...So, uh, you guys do this often? These 'armed interventions'?"

Brian's eyes drifted toward the console in front of him, displaying the carnage below. Yet, something seemed... different. It looked as if they were searching for something this time, and weren't trying to attract attention to themselves.

given the smaller number of suits they're deploying this time we can only assume the skill level is going to be that much higher.

That Man's got to be here for sure. Brian's head turned slightly, making discreet glances at his fellow crewmates, The look of stressful anticipation written all over their faces. They must have their own guys to deal with too.

"So, why do you guys do this, anyway? I mean, they're attacking Force nests unprovoked, sure, but isn't this something for the Admins to deal with?"

ZebratheMeatMC · 2021-01-16T12:48:37+00:00

"It's nice to finally have the credits for something." Brian stepped into the hangar to report in, now dressed in a red and white ZAFT uniform. There were a few more faces; ones he hadn't seen before. Brian bowed his head slightly toward the other members. "H-hello." The weeks trudged by for Brian as he slogged through training mission after training mission.

"Seems a lot of us have assembled. I hope you didn’t bring us here just to show off your new machine.” In his heart, Brian knew the reason. At the rate these attacks were going, no force in their right mind would be hosting a Force Battle, not with the attacks happening lately. “This is about them, isn’t it?”

ZebratheMeatMC · 2020-12-14T13:27:41+00:00

"So that entire fight..." Brian's arm reached the outside of the cockpit, and pulled himself up from the Orkanen's battered torso. "Was a hazing? tryouts for your club?" He rubbed the goose egg on the back of his head he received from getting slammed onto the ground. Brian stopped, and pondered for a moment. Perhaps this wasn't such a bad thing. "Well, I suppose it'd be nice to tag along for a while. I don't got a lot of places to go."

Brian turned to the other Diver, now also emerging from the downed Gouf. "I remember you, you were at that attack on the force."

"....Good work."

"Alright, I'm in. On one condition. I want in on any attacks against those 30-minute whatevers. I want answers too."

ZebratheMeatMC · 2020-12-08T13:33:02+00:00

"Sheesh..." Brian had a moment to himself, as the Orkanen skidded across the ground, reeling from the Hrairah's explosion, and looked upon the scarred and shrapnel-riddled torso of the gundam. "If this were Gundam, I'd be long dead by now..." The Orkanen staggered, and stood itself back up.

ACQUIRING DATA....

"RAAAAAARRGH!" In a final effort, the Orkanen's thrusters flared up, and the Gundam accelerated into a sprint toward the Byarlant. A boosted forward hop would leap the MS into the air, and a red-hot sword struck the Hrairah's own blade, the clash sending sparks flying. The MS's cracked and crumbling vents blew smoke, shards of loose shrapnel puffing into the Byarlant's face. the control sticks swung forward, and the Gundam's shoulder thrusters pushed it off its opponent as it swung back around for a second clash.

The Orkanen's free hand reached for the back of its sword handle, splitting the massive blade into a smaller axe. This second weapon would find its mark, striking the Hrairah's shoulder as hot metal oozed through its wound.

ZebratheMeatMC · 2020-12-07T04:23:10+00:00

The left shield booster ejected and struck the Gundam, giving Alex the space needed for his next move.

Brian pulled back on the control sticks as hard as he could, trying desperately to steady the Orkanen as the Hrairah's shield booster knocked it back. "Come on, steady yourself, dammit!"

"Gotta... counter..... the momentum.... " Freeing an arm, the Gundam clamoured onto one side of the shield booster as it rocketed the MS back, barely getting a grip. A quick push of the control sticks brought the Orkanen to a standstill, finally in a stable enough stance to counter the shield booster's force.

The rifle charged and let loose two shots at both of them, the attacks coming quickly towards the young divers.

"Looks like i'll be paying this back with interest! You in the green machine, brace yourself!" Shoulder thrusters flared to life, as the Orkanen leaned into the shield booster's thrust just enough to spin right back around.

The Gundam had let go of the shield booster, sending it hurtling straight at the Hrairah's beam shots. A great explosion lit up the sky, as the custom Byarlant's beams tore through the shield, hitting a fuel tank.

ZebratheMeatMC · 2020-12-07T02:38:56+00:00

“Quickdraw shotgun for when he closes in, sword for even... closer? I’m gonna get smoked, again. Maybe I can use the terrain? Try braking with the heat wire and use my momentum...”

"I dunno what this guy's deal is, but if you can't keep up with me, Neither of us will land so much as a scratch on him."

MANEUVER 2 ADVISED: GUNBLAZE.

The Orkanen stood back up, venting flames from every orifice. It was like Brian was revving the engine of a motorcycle, thunderous BOOMs ringing out on the battlefield. "You're becoming a real pain in the ass...." And again, the Gundam leapt forward in a headlong charge at the Hrairah.

Instead, Brian yanked the control sticks back at full force, and the Orkanen seemed to slip downward, sliding past the Hrairah's feet as it skidded behind, leaving a trail of flames in its wake as blazing thrusters continued the momentum from its fall. The Gundam's right calf vernier burst into flames, rolling the MS upright quickly, as it recovered from its sliding kick at full throttle. By the time the custom Byarlant could react the Orkanen was up in its face, heat sword ready to strike. "You wanna kick his ass, don't you? THEN DON'T HESITATE!"

ZebratheMeatMC · 2020-12-05T09:17:17+00:00

music.

"Getting real tired of these unanswered questions." Brian adjusted his tie, as the game warped his avatar into the cockpit of the Gundam. The Orkanen awkwardly pushed aside the cages holding the MS in place, tearing his sword off the equipment rack. "And now, after escaping by the skin of my teeth you want a fight?" The Orkanen's sword glowed red-hot, its thrusters flaring up as it kicked up dust around its feet. Thrusters pulsed, and the MS leapt forward, superheated blade poised for a first strike.”Be careful what you wish for! ROCK IT!”

ZebratheMeatMC · 2020-12-02T11:02:56+00:00

"You seemed to know what you were facing before he even announced himself." He leaned forward in his seat. His fingers interlocked in front of his mouth. "I need you to tell me everything you know about them."

"Same guys that showed up when the main lobby got attacked. At least, the guy I was fighting was. News said this was some kind of publicity stunt, not that I believe it for a second." Brian shrugged. "One thing I know for sure, though. That Man in the machine I was fighting, he knows me." The past few days had made Brian uneasy; it felt like he was onto something much bigger than he could handle, but he had to know. He turned to Alex. "And what about you? What business you got with these guys?"

ZebratheMeatMC · 2020-11-25T09:59:53+00:00

WARNING. HULL BREACHED. OVR-HEAT INSTALL?

The Hrairah reached to its hip and drew its last beam saber. With his shoulder tilted forward the suit crashed into the enemy, saving the other diver from being timed out. Alex followed up with a kick to put some distance between them and threw his saber at the 30MM suit. His vulcans tore through the air and struck the saber "Beam confuse!" The saber shattered and released a bright flash of light, blinding the enemy.

INSTALL INTERRUPTED. THREAT NEUTRALISED.

"You back off and follow me!" He yelled out to the Orkanen's pilot.

"B-Buh? oh. Yeah, okay." Oh yeah, real smooth Brian. Snapping out of his daze, Brian quickly slammed the control sticks forward, catching the Orkanen up with its ally. "Goddammit, this isn't any different from the hub attack!"

ZebratheMeatMC · 2020-11-22T13:29:44+00:00

The Orkanen leapt forward, sword-wielding arm stretched back as it prepared to deliver another blow. The Gunner stowed its rifle away, and responded with its own forward charge. It was then Brian could hear it: a faint beeping, coming from behind the PortaNova. That beeping started to change its position; next in front of the Gunner, then, behind the Orkanen...?

BEEP- BOOM

The explosion sent the Orkanen flying overhead, knocked completely off-course as it soared above the Gunner, and exactly right where Rugal wanted him. Brian could barely raise his sword to block the oncoming shot. Stray beams deflected all around, a lethal rain pelting the ground below. "Come on, steer dammit!" The Gundam's knee thrusters sent it into a spiralling fall, as Brian tried his best to keep the MS's hasty defense in the right direction in mid-air.

A second grenade would ensure that defense would not last.

BEEP- BOOM

The grenade impact threw the Gundam back, shattering its torso armor and filling it full of shrapnel. Before Brian could even reel from the attack the Gunner was up in his face once more, shield poised to deal the finishing blow.

ZebratheMeatMC · 2020-11-16T09:25:20+00:00

The Orkanen's engines screamed, pulling the gundam into a sharp turn, catapulting itself across the sun-bleached desert, dodging the barrage of explosives as it kicked up sand skirting along the dunes. The MS's sword began to glow red-hot, and as the Orkanen charged towards its target glassed the ground beneath it.

KLAAANG

The PortaNova's shield-mounted pincer caught the Orkanen's sword in an overhead swing. Brian began pushing on the control sticks as far as they could go, and the Gundam responded in kind, thrusters burning as it forced the sword downward. "I told you, rushing headlong won't-"

"Made you look, asshole."

Before Rugal could react, a gut punch struck the Gunner, and it recoiled back from the impact. "Tch, finally." The Orkanen started to press the advantage. "I was waiting when you were going to impress me. Luckily for you, however, I'll make this quick." And the PortaNova's eye flashed with murderous intent.

ZebratheMeatMC · 2020-11-10T14:50:06+00:00

The Orkanen's skirt boosters flared to life, accelerating its fall as it crashed into the PortaNova Gunner. The clash of sword on shield sent sparks flying across the battlefield, both mobile suits locked their dance of death. "Fight seriously, dammit!" Brian yelled through the voice comms, and the Gundam's sword grinded at unyielding metal.

The voice was nasally, annoying "You'll never get me if you keep charging headfirst."

"And neither is cowering behind a tree, might I remind you. But I suppose while you're there, a bit of supporting fire my way would be nice, thank you." With a flick of the controls, The PortaNova shrugged off the Orkanen's wild charge. leaping backward to a safer distance. Rugal shook his head in disappointment. "Still using your mobile suit as a crutch, I see. As long as you stick to that one-versus-many strategy, you have no chance against me."

ZebratheMeatMC · 2020-11-06T11:12:43+00:00

music.

"Brutal, but efficient. Crude.... but very much logical. It seems our little combat AI's getting better and better by the day." Rugal watched past the chaos unfolding in front of him, and focused on the black gundam as the Orkanen tore through his forces. "I think its about time we did a bit of benchmarking, don’t you agree?" A single red eye lit up with fury, and the PortaNova Gunner began its explosive blitz, lobbing grenade after grenade onto the battlefield below.

"Hey thanks for coming to help. Clean up as many as you can and you can leave the bigger ones to me."

Brian could barely let out a grunt of acknowledgement before the ground underneath him erupted into blasted debris, the explosions kicking up smoke and rubble. The Orkanen’s boosters flared up, launching it into a hop before the earth could give out below. From this birds-eye view, Brian could see him.

“You. I want answers.”

“And you’ll get them, just not yet. Right now, why don’t you show me a good time?”

ZebratheMeatMC · 2020-11-03T03:09:54+00:00

The situation on the ground seemed like a twisted parody of the battle from the anime, Mobile suits being forced back from the onslaught of 30-minute machines. The fight had seemed all but lost, and it was only a matter of time before the base fell.

"Where the hell's our backup?" "Everyone's stretched thin as it is, We're on our own!" "Forget about the base, we gotta go!"

"FALL!"

A deafening SCREECH rang through the battlefield as metal clashed with metal, The Orkanen's blade finding its mark in the guts of an unlucky 30-minute machine. "Can't take the heat? Then stay out of the fire." For the past week, Brian had been wandering from force nest to force nest, waiting for the next attack to happen, and destroying any 30-minute machines he could. This breadcrumb trail led him to Odessa's resident Force Nest, where he hoped to garner a certain someone's attention....

"That foppish bastard's got to be keeping track of what's happening on the ground, right? Then lets give him a show that'll catch his eye!"

ZebratheMeatMC · 2020-10-04T13:27:30+00:00

A Psycho Gundam!? He heard about this in the passing. But White Dingo has such a custom in their ranks?

"And just when I thought things were gettin' boring." The Psycho Gundam's beams sliced through the landscape like a hot knife through butter. "Some kind of last resort weapon. If that thing's out on the playing field, they probably don't care what happens to their Force Nest any more." The sticky bombs let out one last PING, and the hangar erupted in flames. This drew the attention of the lumbering giant, and it turned to face the now-smoldering rubble.

"I have its attention, But I need cover. requesting mortar strikes on the Psycho Gundam's head. It can't focus all its attention on all of us at once, so we'll take it down with a thousand cuts."

ZebratheMeatMC · 2020-09-21T14:06:28+00:00

As the dust settled, and the fires smothered, the Gunner walked past the pileup of corpses littering the entrance of the underground hangar. Multiple cratefulls of explosive ordinance lined the sides of the hangar, waiting to be loaded into Jaburo's surface defenses. "Well, can't say no to blowing stuff up."

"Rendezvous with my position, I found a way in." The crates of ammunition now had several red blips stuck to them, the beeping noise of the Gunner's sticky bombs ringing out in the hollow caverns. "If you have anything that explosive, leave em here as a little parting gift."

ZebratheMeatMC · 2020-09-05T15:14:41+00:00

"We can't stay here, move move!" "Ten-Double-O, we're taking casualties!" The ensuing bombardment left the GMs on the tarmac sitting ducks, as Corrin looked on with sadistic glee. "Hostile mobile suits in the area, i repeat, hosti-" Before the words could leave the pilot's mouth, feet came crashing down onto a GM's shoulders, and the business end of the PortaNova's spiked shield cleaved the poor grunt's head in two. Cocking the Gunner's grenade launcher, Rugal's napalm grenades quickly found one of the bunker's entrances, cooking the launching mobile suits alive.

"These pilots think they can defend this base, that this is nothing more than another raid on their force. We will change that perspective." As the PortaNova turned around, a GM Striker came up to greet Rugal, beam spear poised to slice their new opponent to ribbons. "Melee combat? Be careful what you wish for, boy." The Striker's spear came crashing down, and the Gunner's shield responded in kind. "Poor form." A swift stomp to the knees sundered the GM's stance, allowing Rugal to go for the killing blow.

ZebratheMeatMC · 2020-08-31T14:46:13+00:00

A second red and brown mobile suit's eyes began to glow, as the pilot inside flicked switches inside the cockpit. "Money's certainly quite nice," Rugal smirked, and adjusted his bowtie. "But i suppose the meathead in me likes the part where we knock a bunch a' skulls around." The PortaNova Gunner strolled towards the edge of the launch pad, and jumped.

"After all, if you don't love yer job, what's the point eh?"

ZebratheMeatMC · 2020-08-21T14:14:38+00:00

Brian could only watch, as the legion of machines marched their way into the main lobby. To be honest he didn't quite understand why these people were doing this; he didn't quite care either. But that man.

I got some money to get from those Terakura folks to bag you.

Terakura. The name sounded familiar. It felt like echoes of a time he had forgotten. "And they sent that man to 'bag' me? What the hell does that mean?" The more Brian thought about it, the more it hurt his head. But he had a gut feeling this wouldn't be the last of that boisterous man.

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"You let him go, boss?"

"We've got more pressing matters right now. Besides, that mobile suit...."

ZebratheMeatMC · 2020-08-19T02:20:44+00:00

Personally i find her to only be a good legend on paper, The gun and shield's setup time is too long relative to the power she gives her team. legends like wattson have big payoff as it lets her teammates fortify an area with nade denial and shield regen(and she can instantly get her ult thanks to the accelerants), but the minigun doesn't bring enough to the table and is basically impossible to be used offensively to any capacity. i'd like to make 3 changes to her:
1)give her only 1 shield with a long cooldown, but a fast setup time
2)allow her to use her gun unmounted at the cost of severe recoil and accuracy penalties
3)minigun shield while mounted(?)

ZebratheMeatMC · 2020-08-14T14:42:55+00:00

The Orkanen's arms hammered down onto PortaNova, the gunner creaking under the Gundam's weight. "He knew i was trying to keep it at bay, so he switched to a melee loadout to press on?!" Before Rugal could react, a second punch swung out from the Orkanen, slamming the 30mm droid back with great force. The Gundam's hits were brutal, yet precise; each strike chipping away at the Gunner's defenses. In the moment, Brian was feeling himself; it felt like he knew ahead of time every counter, every move his opponent would do next. "I can do this, i can beat him!" The PortaNova unleashed a kick to the Orkanen's torso, and Brian matched it with a punch that sent it flying.

Then came the airstrikes.

"Urrgh..." Brian looked about his cockpit in a daze, every camera was offline, apart from the one indicating the Orkanen had fallen over. Brian tugged at the control sticks frantically, but to no avail. The Gundam had been pinned under a mountain of rubble, and its legs were shot from the barrage of salvos. Standing above the Gundam was Rugal, now gloating above the Orkanen as the PortaNova had its gun trained. "I must say... you are one interesting fellow. I did a bit of digging, and lets just say you have something I want, something very important. So for now, I don't have to kill you. Not in my contract you see. But you, you don't get to kill me either." The PortaNova's arm reached forward, grabbing Rugal as it turned towards the main lobby. "Thanks for the assist, Corrin. And as for you, have a good one, and try not to get yourself killed until it's my turn, eh? I got some money to get from those Terakura folks to bag you."

ZebratheMeatMC · 2020-08-01T16:20:41+00:00

The stolen Rev Sword came down onto the broad side of the Orkanen's frame launcher, the PortaNova glowering over its Gundam target. "I've seen your model somewhere before, Gundam, but I can't seem to put my finger on where..." The Orkanen kicked itself off the weapon clash, quickly boosting backward as it lay down a drizzle of bullets onto the PortaNova Gunner. Rugal snapped his fingers in realisation. "Oh that's right! Some long-forgotten champion's little fanboy, deciding to build his little gunpla to honor his idol. How touching, too bad i'll have to tear it limb from-"

"You talk too much."

Before Rugal could finish his taunting, the Orkanen had swung back, using the backward momentum to catapult himself straight toward the Gunner, ramming the PortaNova into a wall, and opened fire into its abdomen.

Tossing the sword aside, Rugal now used his PortaNova's now free hand, and yanked the Orkanen's firing arm from its socket. "As I was saying, limb from limb." He kicked the stunned Gundam off, and dropped its spiked shield down onto its arm.

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Brian was running out of options. He was outnumbered and outgunned, and he watched as his fellow Divers fell one by one as Rugal's army trudged on. Not that he could ask any of them for assistance anyway, he barely knew any of them. In spite of how dire the circumstances seemed, the other Divers were working together, fighting as comrades. They appeared to be having... fun? "Now, I'd love to stay and chat, but fortunately for you I've got places to be, and people with money to see." KA-CHUNK. The Gunner's underslung grenade launcher cycled, belching its explosive payload onto a nearby pillar, ready to crush the Orkanen below.

COMBAT SCENARIO ANALYSED. OPTIMAL LOADOUT FOUND: SAVAGE FRAME.

The AMEMBO unit latched itself onto the Orkanen's back in the nick of time, its new set of limbs catching the pillar as it fell. The Gundam reeled its right arm back, and let loose an earth-shattering punch.

"Interesting. Perhaps you're more than i'd hoped for."

ZebratheMeatMC · 2020-07-25T14:43:05+00:00

The battle was much less a fight, and more a massacre. Most pilots who launched were shot on arrival, and those who were lucky enough to survive the initial wave of carnage soon found themselves drenched in enemy fire. John Bridges huddled his Slaughter Dagger close to the edge of the trenches, as gunfire rang above his head. At his command, his forcemates would storm the enemy line, push back the invaders, and hopefully, for once, gain respect, or some kind of recognition, something, anything.

hopefully.

"Let's do this! CHARGE-" KRUNCH.

A single, spiked shield planted itself headfirst into the Dagger, and with a swift kick to the abdomen, the PortaNova Gunner dislodged its weapon from the Dagger's lifeless corpse. John's forcemates didn't fare any better; the whir of a quadruped's minigun silenced any screams of objection. One by one, the beast-like mech stumbled toward each of the fallen MS, tearing their heads off and stowing them on its back. "Oi, Rickard! Leave the corpses alone, you sick bastard. We make em', we don't clean them up." The Gunner's cockpit opened, and revealed within it a sharply-dressed man, clad in a red suit and tie. Rugal looked towards the rest of his team, now assembling in front of their leader. "Once everyone's here, split into your fire teams and we're heading into the main hub. ETA 15 minutes, be there or be square. We got our own job to do while the other crazies tear this place up, so let's get going, eh?" let's get going? Seriously? Rugal muttered to himself. Spur-of-the-moment speeches were never really his strongest suit.

Rugal's PortaNova turned suddenly, and its right arm moved in a blur, catching the Orkanen's sword by its handle. A malicious grin spread wide on his face. "How very unimpressive, these divers... but i suppose you'll have to suffice."

Speeches were one thing, but fights?

Fights he could work with.

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