Location: Black Mesa Cafeteria >We periodically host a web-based battle royale that can include anything and anyone. Shenanigans ensue, and some people attempt to write it into semi-coherent narratives, playing the part of the characters within!Check here for additional details:https://rentry.org/HungerGamesHostingGuideUpdatedhttps://brantsteele.com/hungergames/Previous thread: >>24728702
>>24739544>https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=IGx5iM1wYUU>Unattended pizzas lay in abundance for those willing to brave the locale and interface with them.
>>24739565>https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=czTksCF6X8YLa pizza è senza dubbio uno dei cibi più famosi al mondo?>She didn't actually know what a "pizza" was.
>>24739544> .> . .> . . .Gah-!>The Writer gasped for breath like his head had only just emerged out from the depths of a lake. The orange plastic chair creaked beneath him as his gaze whipped around, rapidly taking in the new sights of... wherever he was, exactly.What is this place? Are we underground? What?>The initial wave of panic rose and fell quickly enough for rational thought to slowly return. He took a better look at his immediate surroundings.It looks like... some kind of food court, built into the rock...?>That seemed to be the case, though this realization only made the Writer more confused. He straightened his tie out of habit as he looked out over the uncomfortably close edge of the platform where he sat, looked down to the murky water waiting below. The sudden drop that awaited only a few paces away made him feel sick.Wherever this is... I guess it could be worse. It's almost nice, actually. >By now, he should know better than to say something like that...And it smells like... pizza?
>>24739565A pizza!? What do I look like, one of my cousins!
>>24739565>Beggars can't be choosers. Even if they might prefer a stew.
https://youtu.be/xlNBb1qZnwc?si=3h8sQLvPK0Qv7LSI>[ Phantoms! Incoming!]"Hello, my dear listeners and watchers!! It's me again! Your favorite Propaganda Overlord, Glibnub! Send up「8,10 or 12」of your best fighters! Grab a weapon and get killing! Don't forget to describe yer-self so we can give ya a proper tombstone!"“No Teams! Free for All! Non-stop action!">Perks-no perk -leader -peaceful -sociopath -kind-unstable -bulky -meek -naïve -devious-seductive -suicidal -cute -annoying -scrappy-survivalist -rich -inventor -goth -lunatic> A tool-no tool -big stick -pitchfork -sword -axe-handgun -shotgun -grenade -slingshot -bow-flamethrower -rocket launcher -laser gun -magic wand -ancient sceptre-pet wolf -pet tiger -pet turtle -wish ring(Calling for John Halo, driver of a grizzly tank, Suzumi Kuzu, and Tiny from DOTA)
Gonna hit the showers while lobby fills up. Brb
>>24743093Claire HeathrowLunatic InventorLaser Gun
>>24743093Slash>unstable, lunatic>sword
>>24743093Mills Lanecute gothmagic wand
>>24743093Grenadier>scrappy>grenade
>>24743093Alan Wake>Unstable, Scrappy, magic wand
>>24743093FurnaceSociopath, DeviousFlamethrower
>>24743093Furtive Fumo>Cute, Devious>Grenade
>>24743093Lonk From Pennsylvanianaïve, unstablesword
>>24743093Alastor>Rich>Sociopath>AxeFree for all!Just how I like my human flesh served!
>>24743093Gendarme Grenadier>Bulky, Scrappy>Rocket Launcher>>24743118>Ei, long time no see my friend.
"Been a while since I've seen you losers fight! Well, get ready! We go in five!"
>>24743185I so believe that Lonk should be Naive as well, aside from that let the chips land where they may!
>>24743185I can see it!
>>24743185>A decidedly unsoldierly-looking man who was nevertheless in uniform hobbled onto the field with a pack that could be filled either with rations or munitions."Ready and waiting.">>24743163>(It's good to be back for now, comrade. I hope to make it count.)
>>24743185>Caution: contents may be hazardous to long-term health.
>>24743192"Noted!""Not that it did much, for him.">>24743194"See what? Red? take that human's coat while you're at it!">>24743197"Ready and waiting ya say...?! Shame ya waited tooooo long!"
>>24743208Game over for you!
>>24743208Another for the vultures.
>>24743185"Wrecking crew.">>24743197>Good luck in your battle-map escapades. Am still way behind in putting together mine for Gordon's adventures picking through the bones of the UN's HGee mission.>>24743208"M-I-C-K-E-Y, M-O-U-S-E...">Helps him calibrate his trajectories. Honest.
>>24743208YOUR BODY WILL MAKE AN EXCELLENT ENTRE.
>>24743208"Big shell thing likes cutting things!">>24743216"Hey shell thing, heard humans taste good, depending on the human. Tell me if it's true!">>24743218"Don't know what that means buuuuuuuut.. Did nuthin' for ya!"
>>24743231I ALONE HAVE THE POWER TO DECIDE FATE! ONLY I HAVE THAT RIGHT!
>>24743231Too bony and small hair everywhere, at best only eat them if you are desperate.
>>24743231I am indeed quite protected by my wealth!And I'll be damned if I get even a single blood stain on this rather fetching find!
>>24743231SEEKING NEXT INGREDIENT. I WILL COMPLETE THIS DINNER AT ANY COST.
>>24743231"Doll thing is doing doll things!""Why do human toys want to blow things up...?""Shell thing is crazy now, and other human loses glowy stick.">>24743239"Well try again! But less crazy after slashin' the next thing ya see!">>24743241"Welp.... I got news for ya.... You'd be better haning with those stupid jackals!">>24743243"Ain't ya a machine? How are YOU eating!?"
>>24743249No! They taste as bad as they smell!
>>24743249Heheheheh....
>>24743249I believe the important point to note here would be the fact that I caught the live grenade!Nice try Miss Fumo, however I still end up on top (of everyone as my guts splatter across the battlefield)!
>>24743249"C'mon! That sucks!""I wanted shell thing to win!""Fire machine has weapon!">>24743254The roles have swtiched! Damnit!">>24743255"Hey! You better not die like an idiot now!"
>>24743268
>>24743268HAHAHA!
>>24743302You're actually retarded aren't you?
>>24743315I'm an autistic woman!
>>24743208>Before the soldier could even be a contender, he smelled something burning...>https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=TFat1tzgS5Q
>>24743261"Uhhhhhhhh..... That's one way of looking at it... don't know who's cleaning up what's left of ya">>24743268"Doll is STUPID!""How does it even eat...?"
>>24743328Yes you are. So are most people that use anime avas.>>24743333zzzzzzzzzz
>>24743231"Dang...">This guard grenadier noted the point right where his vest met the lower part of his torso, was now little more than a reddish mass of bologna as he inquired it from third-person. He would expire from the fact shortly after.
>>24743333>He must had tasted like bologna, too.
>>24743249I AM COOKING A DINNER FOR MY MASTER.>>24743268PELLETS WOULD BE INEDIBLE. FLAMETHROWER IS THE SUPERIOR COOKING IMPLEMENT.>>24743333>Nice 3s.
>>24743336>Oh, you're being actually-insulting, not goofing around.>...What the hell did I do to you to provoke your sudden ire, exactly?>>24743333EVEN SO!
>>24743336Well thank GOD she doesn't ava post so badly that it could actually be reported!Now THAT would be ridiculously retarded!>>24743333That sounds like a you problem, my cleaning staff only hits up the Hazbin Hotel!Best of luck to you!
>>24743333>>24743336"Shouldn't have fallen asleep!''"Oh well, ain't my problem!" >>24743344"SOoooooo.... how does a metal thing like ya even eat...?""Y'know, don't answer that."
>>24743358...What part was that about, anyways?
>>24743358Now this one is quite a coin flip!I'll have to go for Claire Heathrow and watch my winnings slip away!
>>24743351Nothing really. I'm just pointing out you're either an angsty white male, probably in his 20s, or a crocethy old feminist. You didn't do a damn thing though. >>24743358Lame. I hope the he/she wins.
>>24743358MEAT IS PAST IT'S EXPIRATION DATE. UNUSABLE.>How do you eat?I DON'T.
>>24743208>For three easy payments of $40.99, you too can own this unofficial Touhou Project product (tin button not included.)>>24743231>Showtime SOON.>>24743249>>24743261>It was unclear if this doll was even the one who armed the munition as it exploded in deadly proximity to its prey, yet the former would miraculously come out unscathed in spite of acting the part of carrier.>>24743268>Bazinga.
>>24743333>Frick.
>>24743363Early congrats. I'm hitting the hay. >>24743358Thanks for the game, bud.
>>24743367>Don't forget depressed and unemployed, gotta check off those boxes.>>24743376>Have a good one.
>>24743351>>24743358"Lucky, Lucky!""Stay alert, human! Ya luck is 'bout to run out! So don't die like a dumbass!""Two left! You dead losers start betting! NOW!"[CLAIRE HEATHROW]or[FURNACE]>>24743354..."Man why do the freaks show up in my broadcast!?">>24743364"Noted!"
>>24743381I CAN SEE RIGHT THROUGH YOU!...At least up until I can't!
>>24743381YOU HAVE BEEN SELECTED AS THE MAIN COURSE. PLEASE HOLD STILL SO YOU CAN BE PROPERLY PREPARED FOR THE DOCTOR.
>>24743381>Claire bet.
"It's OVER!">>24743370>>24743386"So ya like burning things then....""Fair.""One more for ya!">>24743376(Have a good one, m80)>>24743384"I KNOW ya gonna be seeing and feeling some intense fire!">>24743693"HA!"
>>24743698>>24743386EXTRA-CRISPY!
>>24743698>Damn it.
>>24743698Good job Toaster.Thanks for hosting.
>>24743698>>24743384>>24743702>Furnace opens up his chest as fire spews out.IS THIS CLEAR ENOUGH FOR YOU?
>>24743698>Pretty neat.
>>24743698(Thank you for the host, comrade.)
>>24743698>Thanks.
>>24743698Well guess I'll just continue tossing my hard earned winnings into the Furnace then!Thank you so much for the game Glibnub!You know we do so adore you here at the Hazbin Hotel and wish nothing but the best for you and your hellbound alien alliance!>>24743386Congratulations to the greatest furnace model available these days, however I'll be sticking with the infernos of HELL for all of my heating conveniences!
>>24743698"Say thanks to this robot thing for cooking that human!"(this is the slide where he died for those who are interrested)https://files.catbox.moe/ygv1py.png>>24743706"Ya didn't suck!""Nice job!"(If you want a card, provide a full body image of this machine, preferably with a transparent background.)
>>24743704>>24743707>>24743712>>24743716>>24743719"Yeah.Yeah""You losers know the program. Tune into Glibnub’s free broadcasting! COLD HARD TRUTHS and existential dread, endless suffering for your meaningless lives and my viewing pleasure from the safety of this booth!"(Thanks for playing.)
>>24743721THANK YOU FOR HOSTING.>Hopefully this one works.
>>24743721https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=cWqcgPmCbDQ>Congratulations.>And thank you.
>>24743712>>24743728>Would you guys be up for continuing with our gulag fight thing tonight?
(cat and litter box are acting up is seems)>>24743725(Thank you. in a few days i'll have something for you.)>>24743728(Thanks for playing)>>24743732Test and takehttps://litter.catbox.moe/1c6l790z50246bwq.png
>>24743721>Late thanks for hosting.
>>24743736>Beautiful stuff man. Thanks!
>>24743732>I can certainly try.
switching to mobile after this.>>24743737Thanks for playing.Takehttps://litter.catbox.moe/nh4cqdy3dgsgt3hw.pnghttps://litter.catbox.moe/21ehhglj2fhbmrxg.png>>24743732One morehttps://litter.catbox.moe/70juhyt2nfl6ubyb.png>>24743743Be sure to share that card with the other members of that combined fleet.A little unsure about the revenge medal, so it will stay for the next few cards.
>>24743746>I can hardly believe I won twice in a row there with the tank lol. Thanks again man. >And yeah, I'll try to get it to the other team members.
>>24743736>I am told that Claude has been abusing it to store its files and that's left the owner with a headache to clear. >>24743732>>24743745>Da, here goes nothing...
>>24743745>>24743763>Good stuff. Here's my last reply just in case: https://archive.palanq.win/bant/thread/24728702/#24739520
>>24743746ah, cool. thanks man.
>(Sit tight comrades, this update is a long one...)>>24739490 (Gun Sniper)>https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=jh3Xohg96tY(FLAME INF #6) "Hlupak! Get the grenades away from the flames!">Dragonfire? As in "hotter than the surface of the sun" dragonfire? The tenders of the ring of fire forming around the Gun Sniper were nary up to this task, yet they still assumed if they kept the bonfire burning hot enough, long enough...>Flame Tower B:>HP: 0/400>Yet the Flame Tower would not hold; eventually, its structure would heat from the pinpoint attack to the point the internal fuel tanks would ignite causing the whole apparatus to rupture, threatening to take its supporting infantry in the blaze! Their survival...>0-2: Failed the moment their Grenadier caught the aftermath on his explosive satchel, taking the entrance defense team with it on detonation!>3-4: Consisted of the entrance defenders narrowly escaping the fiery explosion to follow, leaving them dazed and open for a followup assault (or perhaps, subduing.)>5+: Was assured by a split-second dive into the surrounding snow and dirt! Though battered by the experience, the whole team had mind to open fire at the steel behemoth's legs, bullets and blazes joined by a high-explosive grenade strike which contained enough force to easily dismember a man!(1/5)
>>24739520 (Warthog)>>24743806>>24743769>Several dozen metres behind where the gigantic Gun Sniper had landed, the stragglers of the gate defence contended with a familiar cadre of fratboys and their frat toy, spinning at them with a threatening tempo before the distinctive thump of 12.7mm bullets started to rattle their ears! (RFL INF #41) "These priduroki again!">By all logic, the humble Rifle Infantry were virtually naked versus the force of a rotary BMG...>Yet they were spread both far apart and exceptionally nimble on their bellies so to speak, intuiting upon their professional training to at least force the overgrown LUV from space to work for its kills, gritting their teeth as they->0-4: Were inevitably gunned down by its wide-sweeping barrage with a sickening splattering register, carving a rough "U" shape into the snow and pathway leading to Petropavlovsk's thoroughly ruined gates.>5-6: Suffered a parting of ways as one rifleman was mercilessly reduced to a pile of body parts vaguely connected by the grizzly stew that was once his torso. His surviving colleague would hastily evade the first line of bullets to return fire at the Warthog with his assault rifle, powering through the injuries inflicted by thrown-up pebbles and stone fragments!>7+: With all the finesse afforded by an adrenaline rush, both soldiers would momentarily evade death to the effect of suffering moderate, yet none-debilitating injuries just from the debris kicked up by the scything barrage of LAAG, each firing a burst at the vehicle in turn with a rough aim toward its tires and windshield!(2/5)
>>24743769>>24743806>>24743931>>24739520 (Stalwart)(RFL INF #1) "Why did we bother getting out of bed today?"(RFL INF #2) "To escape the rap-">https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=1L-HSgr5Yzs>As if the situation wasn't sufficiently stacked against them, the other exterior soldiers found themselves met with comically-heavy ordinance, the frozen ground exploding into a geyser of snow and ash before they could contemplate drawing another breath (last two digits determines how many Rifle Infantry from each patrol survive, left-most being the north-most, and the second-to-last digit corresponding to the south patrol!)>Those who survived this sudden violent destruction would hastily duck into the surrounding woods for shelter!(3/5)
>>24743946 (Left-most? Meant right-most.)>>24743769>>24743931>>24739520 (We've got the rockets)>https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=06I2Y9YkS_s>Then came the Warthog crew's rocket strike, so focused on the combative building in the shape of a dinosaur that its exterior garrison hardly registered they were being targeted by something else!>ROCKET #1:>Odds (Last Digit): 1st rocket misses!>Evens (Last Digit): 1st rocket hits! >ROCKET #2:>Odds(Second-to-Last Digit): 2nd rocket misses!>Evens (Second-to-Last Digit): 2nd rocket hits!(3.5*/5)
>>24743806>>24743931>>24743946>>24743976>>24743745>The first rocket would impact against the side of the tower to the effect of knocking aside stones... Yet the follow-up would strike true, its payload exciting the stationed Grenadiers' satchels to an impressive pyrotechnic effect, sending multiple helmets ascending toward the heavens on a vehicle of smoke.(RFL INF #41) "Cyka! One of those dudes owed me a vodka! Who are we holding that they want so badly!?">Now that the UNSC had committed to the fight, the defenders were rapidly losing ground to this enemy they hadn't yet known they made: smoke was beginning to consume the ambience from all directions given the sheer amount of destruction that had been wrought over a course of seconds, and any sign of relief felt like an eternity away...>Yet if there were any time to show the valour of simple infantry with simple weapons, now was the time as the previously-assumed laser barrage proved 'merely' plasma weapons: about as dangerous to stare at as an open welding torch, yet not anything the troops couldn't brave for a exhilarating few minutes to hit a target the size of a premiere's pleasure yacht! One by one, the partially-suppressed soldiers on the western wall would open fire upon the Gun Sniper in bursts, Grenadiers throwing two additional bombs its way and Flamethrowers continuing to nurse its temperature. >The heavy gunfire coming from the Warthog too would alert them of the adversary behind the metal beast, a curtain of rifles descending upon the UNSC machine in a proverbial torrent of lead that at least rivaled the output coming from its own armament!>Back within the courtyard, a single handler to the dogs would shoot upon the closest threat in anger, the rest working to steady their own animals' tempers...>In total, eight Rifle Infantry were currently attacking the Warthog...>And thirteen Rifle Infantry, three Grenadiers, and three Flamethrower Infantry bore down upon Gun Sniper!(4/5)
>https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=kq2BCYAKDNc
>(I apologize for the long wait between postings: the throttling has come again.)>(And for deleting and remaking this post.)>>24743769>>24744061>>24743745>https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=RLvmKZn4qOQ>Finally, cutting away from the disorienting skirmish the gulag had become to the skies above the harsh Siberian wilderness (or, was it somewhere where the Urals met the Arctic Ocean?), the Tip of the Spear's drone would make contact with Petropavlovsk's pending reinforcements before they even knew what the Soviet Air Forces had sent to relieve them: fourteen jet-powered MiG fighter-bombers flying in formations of two-four-two-four-two, each bearing variable wings to hold them and newly-remastered missiles to themselves be held: the prime terror of their historic enemies, and a sign that whatever message the Warden had passed onto the Red Army was one they took deathly seriously!>Operating a safe distance behind their screening with a pair of additional MiG escorts, twin jet strato-bombers rumbled forward *almost* bearing the shape of something familiar to UNSC historical records... Something the call-signs of their distant past called by the reporting name "Badger"...>Additional radar positives could be perceived behind this initial wave of aluminum and Soviet engineering prowess, lagging a multitude of kilometres behind their peers...>[REINFORCEMENTS IN 2 TURNS](5/5)
>>24743806>>24739520>>24744061>Uh...heck if I know! Iiif nothing else they should be able to resist being in extreme proximity to fucking lava in the middle of a volcano for a bit....This isn't what I was called in to here for...! Ugh! Feel like a kid with a magnifying glass!>Man, this lady sure likes to grumble. She was, however, only tasked explicitly with dealing with the turrets. At least she's sticking aruond for the moment?>Still, while I'm not sure how directly dangerous the flamers might be, and she has very little worry over the gunfire, she still doesn't favor the heat much (or at least, the psychological impact of taking that much incoming fire at once), given that with that done the Gun Sniper leaps backwards, popping a few shots in the vicinity of at least one of the flamethrower men with the pink twin-beams while she's in mid-jump. Two of them, if they're both in the right field of fire.Oh, just give it up already! Don't you guys have any concern over your lives!?>Yes, that part WAS over a speaker.>And now...the Gun Sniper runs. It runs towards the building. And once more, it jumps once more, activating a set of boosters in its' back to propel it even further up in to the air as it goes to simply...vault up and over the wall and land in the courtyard.>It's like a little metal kaiju....>>24744166>Red-violet....
>>24744205>Aw, I would've used the image for the boosters.
>>24739544>A lone traveler moves through the eatery, a motorcycle at her side. She settles into an empty chair and unfolds a road worn map across the tabletop. The parchment describes the region's hills and valleys in concentric oblongs cast in greens and browns, and delineated its rivers in meandering pale lines of cerulean that follow the contours of the land. Reading a topographical map wasn't challenging, though the map needed to match the terrain to be of any use. Kino felt this map had precious little relation to the region she had now found herself in.Ugh..[Again Kino?]>The motorcycle at her side, Hermes, spoke up.[You might as well stop buying maps, they're never useful for more than a day around here.]>Kino rubs her temples in frustration, closing her eyes as she tries to focus.We can atleast eat here Hermes.[Do you think Tesla's Tacos are safe Kino?]..... probably not.
>>24744205You've stolen my green once again.
>>24743946>>24744061>>24744175>Wherever they were exactly within Russia, this cold clime was getting heated! >Unsurprisingly, the Spear's artillery support proved devastating to those two squads of Riflemen out in the open, the North group being destroyed entirely and the Southern lot being cut down to just two survivors. Of which they futilely hid in the trees, advanced sensors being overseen by an AI tracking them as they tried to avoid their bloody fate. >Another round of cannon fire would be had as the Spear tried to finish the Southern group off. >As that was going on, the Clarion drone came back with a wealth of information on the incoming reinforcements, the sensor officer reporting to her commander. (ENS PTR) Captain, our Clarion reports a large force of aerial hostiles en route to the gulag. ETA: two minutes out. >The captain however wasn't overly worried. At least for the warship's sake. The ground units however... (CPT LEO) Recall the drone. Marco, scramble all of our Longswords for an intercept and have our Streak missiles on standby for shoot downs to support them.>Both the ensign and Dumb AI faithfully executed their orders. The Clarion sneakily returned the frigate while its launch bays got busy: 14 C712 variant interceptors and 4 C709 versions rapidly flew out from the Spear. The much more advanced 26th century starfighters rocketed forward, the smaller and nimbler C712s leading the way in two 4-unit squads and one 6-unit sized group. Using telemetry gathered from the Clarion and their own fire control systems, they launched more than a dozen ASGM-10 anti-ship missiles at their MiG 29(?) targets at extreme ranges! The larger but no less faster C709 GA-TL1s also launched missiles of their own at the fighter bombers to try and remove the Tu-16s escorts first. (1/3)
>>24744269>>24743806>>24743931>>24743976>>24744061>>24744205>The Marine driver shouted over the growing din of combat to the surly Zoid pilot. (MRN #1) Just keep fighting dammit, we need all the help we can get at this point! >And something told him these Soviets wouldn't be giving up anytime soon with the way they fought against such frankly unfair odds, what with a spaceship at their front door and the mecha-saur having literally beat the front down and taken out their flamethrower turrets. >The trio's own efforts saw many causalities inflicted, the gunner growling in satisfaction as the pair of unfortunate Rifleman were torn apart by his LAAG's heavy AP rounds. (MRN #3) Yo, who's the "priduroki" now, bitch!? >Likewise, the rocketeer nodded in satisfaction as he saw one of his shaped-charge munitions obliterate its victims, an explosive sendoff and secondary detonations marking their violent passage. He quietly and expertly reloaded his spent SPNKr just as they came under heavy fire from a mess of Riflemen. >The driver swore as he did his best to dodge and weave the hefty technical through the snow, intermediate assault rifle rounds impacting against the 'Hog's polycarbonate armor for moderate damage. And its occupants for that matter, the spray... 0-4: By in large missing the Marines! 5-8: Hitting the passenger trooper for a few hits, armor absorbing the worst of it at least! 9-numbers: Striking the passenger leatherneck for more serious injuries, his ability to retaliate halted for the moment from the pain! (2/3)
>>24744264I didn't choose the green life.
>>24744271>>24744061>With the bulletstorm of 7.62 x 39 mm rounds missing the troopers within, it was time to act with continued and trademark Corps lethality! (MRN #3) Oh you jackasses are in for it now! >Case in point: return fire from the Vulcan was had against the 8-count Riflemen, potent rounds stabbing at them by the dozen to try and shred them into so much mincemeat. >The now reloaded passenger fired a rocket at the group the turret gunner was targeting before quickly pivoting. Using his last loaded round, he fired upon a group of Rifle Infantry and Grenadiers that were harassing the Zoid to try and thin their ranks and fire. (3/3)
>>24739544>>24744260>Following suit in his own way was the Master Chief. He took a quick moment to assess his causal if interesting surroundings for possible dangers or threats before eventually landing on Kino and her talking motorcycle, Hermes. Enhanced hearing meant he overheard their argument, Cortana gently ribbing him within his helmet. >"You know Chief, it's kind of rude to eavesdrop." >'That's funny coming from you.' >"Hey, that's different and you know it! Besides, I think we should introduce ourselves to them. I've been wanting to see these two myself ever since I read the reports from other Marines." >A grunt from the taciturn petty officer before he eventually started to stride towards the odd couple as they wondered the hazards of the possibly electrifying Mexican food.
>>24744377[Kino..?]One moment hermes.[Fine.. I'll let it be a surprise.]Sure sure..>Without warning, the light was stolen from Kino. Something vaguely human shaped was eclipsing the harsh luminescence of the lamps above. Her brow arched with interest at that, though it was the heavy tread of titanium alloy on concrete that coaxed her into lifting her head.Hmm..?>Her eyes opened wide with astonishment as she met her own reflection, cast in the burnished amber of the metal giant's visor. That reflection looked no less shocked to be caught so unaware.Hello..>Kino spoke the greeting without thought, for in her state of bewilderment the majority of her vocabulary had taken its leave of her.
>>24744436>"Surprise" indeed, the Chief getting the jump on poor Kino there. Her shocked expression was typical at this point when meeting a SPARTAN, from hardened soldiers to shellshocked civilians alike, this apparent civvie at least steeling herself to utter a meek and simple "hello". >He peered down at her, keen eyes taking both her and their ride in from behind his golden visor. You're Kino, correct? >A beat before focusing on the motorcycle, wondering if he might say something in turn again. The idea of a talking motorcycle was needless to say novel to even him at this point in the Arena.
>>24744061>(And I only now noticed that I input Rifle Infantry #41 long after he was turned to mulch when I probably intended to use Rifle Infantry #15. Is hard to track all these playmen on the fly, please understand)>>24744269>(A question comrade: how fast are these missiles moving, roughly speaking?)>(Throttling getting really bad. I would not blame you if you signed off at this time.)
>>24744474>lol I was kind of wondering about the 41 guy myself but hey, I've made that mistake when it comes to NPCing a bunch of guys. So don't sweat it too much. >It doesn't say *specifically* unfortunately, but ASGM-10s are meant to take out fast moving fighters and spaceships in space. Coupled with 26th century advancements I'd imagine they can move pretty damn fast. Faster than our own current missiles at any rate. >And don't worry, I've got an hour or two left in me so we've still got some time at least!
>>24744470>Kino gave a single nod, still searching her mind for the rest of her words.You know me..?>She found a few of them atleast.And who might you be?>Kino had some idea of who this was, although the thought of confirming her suspicions filled her with both interest and excitement to around roughly the same level.
>>24744474>I've got plenty of energy for what my end counts.
>>24744556>(So, relativistic speeds? I grant you, they probably have a specific setting for fighting in-atmosphere in a way that balances practicality and capability, yet in that case...)
>>24744563>Good enough so far, the petty officer hardly the best conversationalist as he gave her a nod in turn. To answer her question, his already rigid posture straightened up a bit more somehow. Master Chief Petty Officer SPARTAN-117. I'm with the UNSC Navy. >At that, Cortana's more easygoing voice chimed in via helmet speakers, a hint of amusement in her voice. "We know a bit about you ourselves Kino from the Marines, although I suppose this a first contact scenario between the two of us." >She seemed... nice so far at that. >>24744571>Sounds about right. And yeah, the fighters and their missile payloads work fine in atmo and outer space of course. >Sorry I couldn't give more info though, it's a bit lacking with the sources available.
>>24744205>Would Godzilla even be made in a universe where Japan didn't suffer the double-sour nookie? The best these men would have to compare it to are those cheesy movies where the producer's pet iguana stomps around a model town!>Hearing the appeals of their enemies and furrowing his brow as the reinforcements seemed to stall, the warden nestled within the fortress prison's heart would counteract any doubts by blaring a question of his own toward them! (INTERCOM VOICE) "Do you not have any concern over your families? Defend this fortress, which has never before fallen to enemy attack, and glory, promotions, and all the privileges they entail await all of you!">Unbeknownst to their foes, the surface garrison wasn't even the better half of his detachment, quietly working the panopticon's control room like a bridge to open and close airlocked doors for his forces to shuttle between now that a firm partition between the chaos inside and his subterranean stronghold had been made.>Bounding across the obstructions of the fortress brought the Gun Sniper across partitions of chain-link fences onto the surface of a partial helipad grafted onto the historic structure beside a more contemporary observatory, a portion of the former it deleted by the same starship assault which had eliminated the nearby SAM Site. The scarce guards and their dogs didn't even bother further attempting to engage the giant, seeking to fall back toward shelter as the noise of artillery surrounding them continued to test their canine partners' nerves!(1/6)
>>24744205>>24744598>It appeared some of the men beneath the giant attempted to be shouting to address the pilot, but their words were drowned out by the rigours of combat.>As to the fate of the war-on-legs' targets of opportunity...>0: Both plasma shots would be absorbed by the sturdy bastions of their towers, now glowing orange and dripping with molten rock to their sides...>1: The Flamethrower upon the tower that was flanking what once was the northern side of the gate would be vaporized while the other was partially shielded by the parapets and their own gear, causing his fuel tanks to explode in a dubiously-realistic yet satisfying fashion to the effect of throwing their still-burning contents into his nearby comrades, leaving them jumping out of cover as they panicked!>2+: Both of the Flamethrowers manning the gate towers would brilliantly explode into a rain of hazardous, ignited chemicals which distracted the men supporting them, causing both squads to break cover and scramble uselessly in an effort to put themselves out!(2/6)
>>24744579UNSC.>There was a dead cleric beast growing cold in the streets of Yharnam with a fair bit of her ammo lodged in its corpse and about twice that number in UNSC lead. This at the very least told her she was in safe company, and that was enough for her to relax her guard.[There are two of them in that armor Kino, it must be very cramped.]I get the feeling he's more like us Hermes.>Kino rises from her chair, offering a small bow as she delivers a more proper greeting.It's a pleasure to meet you both. The soldiers we've met in our travels speak highly of you.[ahem..]And this is Hermes of course.>The rider motions to the motorrad at her side.My travelling companion.
>>24744604>Another nod from the verbally reluctant cyborg, Cortana picking up the slack with a tone that was smiling in and of itself. "Don't worry, there's plenty of room up here I'll have you know. Cozy even." We make it work. >The MCPO turned to face the bike when he talked, the petty officer not missing the simultaneous similarities between them and inversion here as it were. I've never seen or heard of a talking motorcycle. "As good as our ATVs are, they're not as interesting as you Hermes." >Maybe they could do a race some day to see who was faster at that? Good to finally meet you two. "Indeed. We've heard how you've worked nicely with our Marines on a number of occasions at that. I've also heard you're a crack shot with that rifle of yours too and you're not bad with a pistol." >The Chief didn't miss the (possibly present) weapons on the lady, he himself having a shotgun and grenade launcher attached to the magnetized portions on his back among a few grenades and equipment.
>>24744269>https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=V12dNWRd31o>The jets appeared to be some indecisive combination of features between MiGs 23 to 29, much like the Badgers deviated somewhat from the Tu-16s they knew.>And their seasoned pilots entrusted to their cutting-edge machines were used to having things their way the moment they entered the battlefield, pummeling Allied flak batteries to the ground like a child stomping on a hill of fire ants, only under the most remote of risks in being bitten were he to flub on his technique, of which their squadron had yet to be found wanting. It was only fitting that in the same way they gave their prey but a moment to contemplate their death, the approaching flight of birds would collectively see a mass of disturbance upon their air radars->https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=vfpfknMRioo>Then, with even less time to cognize what had transpired as the metal dinosaur had given the ground defence, there was nothing in their sector of air but countless bits of metal confetti falling miles from the ground as spacial missiles slammed into each with such force and precision that any payload they contained was entirely superfluous, yet served to ensure that no pilot would have time to escape his fate, or even report anything wrong back to base.(3/6)
>>24744618[I don't have the capacity to blush, but you're making a good attempt to turn my chassis red. Please continue praising me as much as you like.]>Kino smiled, rolling her eyes at Hermes.He's very impressive, but he's built for distance and difficult roads rather than speed. I don't think we'd fair well in a race.[You could atleast give it a try.]I don't think either of us want to put your engine through those paces Hermes.>Depending on what kind of threat recognition the AI and the super soldier had, a diverse arsenal of small arms and blades could be detected, tucked neatly along her slight silhouette of the traveller and more on the bike. The one thing that was obvious without much need of scrutiny, was the hand cannon at her side. The massive revolver was holstered off her hip, intentionally made apparent to any who would mistake her for defenseless or confuse her for an easy mark.>The traveller glances down at the gun.Shooting isn't my profession, but I suppose I am.>Modesty kept her from admitting much more.What brings you here?
>>24744269>>24744645>>24744598(RFL INF #8) "I hope those benefits include life-insurance-">More brutal than the wounds air support suffered were the fates of the decimated patrols, whose initial survivours could only cower under the brush and frost in dejection as the full brunt of the Spear's wrath came upon them like the world's most massive firing squad (Final digit determines the amount of Rifle Infantry destroyed - all destroyed if the number exceeds remaining Rifle Infantry.)(4/6)
>>24744205>>24744603>>24744271>>24744298(RFL INF #44) "Am never eating barbecue again! If I get out of this, I will become vegetarian!">Having been flushed from their cover by the Gun Sniper's token effort, the bulk of the tower defenders proved easy pickings for the Warhog, with or without the rockets impacting them to the same effect as the northern side of the fortress! Only those standing on the walls connecting them stood any chance as they remained concealed behind the crenelations of the venerable holding, continuing to return short bursts of fire toward the opposition before them.>0-5: All Rifle Infantry of the northern gate tower are eliminated!>6-7: One rifle Infantry of the northern gate tower is eliminated!(5/6)
>>24744670>Cortana laughed in turn. "You might look dashing in red if I do say so myself Hermes. A nice shade of crimson even.">The SPARTAN was all business in turn as he weighed the utility of the bike. Endurance has its own merits as well over direct speed. "If you ever compete in lengthy race, I'd put Credits down on you." You two have made it this far. But remaining cautious is a good idea. "Right. No need to test your luck either as it were. But I think you can hack it when push comes to shove in the end." >After all, they'd fought Lorans and survived without injury according to after action reports from the Marines on these two in addition to Adachi Rei. Of which was accomplished by the aforementioned array of weaponry ranging from firearms to melee weapons. The Chief could appreciate a prepared civilian in a place as dangerous as the Arena and its ever-shifting landscapes, eyes being briefly drawn to her more visible sidearm and quietly comparing it to the M6 series of magnums he was more familiar with. >Focusing back on the inquisitive traveler the commando had an answer. Our current objective is to investigate the Black Mesa Research Facility and its personnel. >Perhaps they could even "acquire" something or another of interest? Intel from ONI told them the facility had a number of interesting projects going on. >And perhaps... something dangerous was afoot at that...
>>24744698Sounds like you came here with a purpose.[Much unlike us, we just showed up here lost.]>The frankness with which Hermes oft spoke in seldom managed to catch Kino off guard, yet this particular remark landed with purchase upon the traveller's pride. She winced at the bruise on her ego, frowning with a annoyance. The pained expression would draw no shame from Hermes as he made yet another blunt comment.[Our maps are useless, no matter how many times Kino buys new ones.]He's right. The terrain here changes from one place to the next. Traditional navigation isn't reliable.>Kino rolls up the paper map, depositing it into a weather sealed tube.If you don't mind the company, we were going to explore a bit before heading off. Maybe the people here can give us some guidance on where the next town is.
>>24744676>>24744672>>24744598>>24744298>>24744205(RIFLE INF #39) "Is it too late to fall back to the motte..." >In spite of heavy damages, the gate defence had held out longer than the gate itself and continued to offer resistance against incursion - by the UNSC at least, the unidentified beast-shaped machine was walking all over their small arms! By now, a cauldron of thick smoke thoroughly enveloped the western end of Petropavlovsk, causing its remaining defenders to hack and wheeze in between shooting at the enemy light vehicle. Though inconvenient to be in, it would give the former Flame Tower escort an idea...(GRENADIER #7) "Deploying smoke! Get ready to move out toward the entry.">From his satchel of many capsules, one rare type not devoted to explosives would be gleaned and detonated, giving his group a cloud of concealment to begin advancing into the rubble of the entryway towards shenanigans unforeseen...>With nothing better to do but divide the seemingly invulnerable threat's attentions to buy time for heavier support that may never come (ignorant of the fate that had already befallen its forward operators), the remaining towers continued to harass it, even if their efforts brought little practical effect. Nowhere to run from up high.>Three Rifle Infantry were currently engaging the Warthog.>Six Rifle Infantry were currently engaging Gun Sniper.>[REINFORCEMENTS NEXT TURN](6/6)
>>24744698I'll probably tap here shortly. Work tomorrow I'm afraid.
>>24744732"That we did. We make an effort to not get *too* lost within the Arena at that. And try to give yourselves some credit, at least you try to find yourselves as it were. We're still not entirely sure what we'll find in this place." We fully intend on finding out. >The UNSC's own efforts to map things out were... tricky to say the least. Even with drones and readily deployable satellites and the spaceships to oversee them, there were few static areas within the Arena to make it really count. >Again, Cortana would try to sensibly compliment them. "Well, to your guys further credit, you at least have a clue of the local area from what we overheard. That's more resources and effort than most." >At Kino's offer to accompany them, the petty officer mulled it over before giving her a slow nod. I don't see why not. "So long as we don't enter restricted areas, I suppose some exploration should be fine." >They'd yet to be confronted by Black Mesa's finest after all. Then again, there didn't appear to be anyone around just yet either. >However, it was then a distant rumble was felt and heard, lights flickering as the facility's intercom buzzed and a flat monotone male voice sounded off. [Warning. High energy detonation detected in Materials Laboratory.] >The Chief stiffened, helmeted head panning around as an incident seemed to be unfolding before them... >>24744738>Fair enough, I'm going to be heading off soon myself. Appreciate you in the meantime and I hope you're ready for more soon!
>>24744598>>24744603>>24744271>>24744736>Hey, there might at least still be King Kong. And Rhedosaurus. And Reptilicus.>Sucks to be the burning guys...You won't be able to SEE those families again if you just die here!>To her credit, she seems fit to ignore the ones underfoot. Instead, she begins to turn in a slow circle. First letting the big rotaries on top, and then the smaller ones rev up, La Milla Luna takes aim at the upper levels of the towers and...lets 'er rip at the people being a nuisance to her.https://youtu.be/DgFgfYjHmgU?si=4FSAWr4sZ_aSpiUl&t=10>This time, while not explicitly TRYING to unmake people on the receiving end, she's not exactly nearly as considerate in her shot placement as to if it conveniently whizzes past or gets a bit...closer to man or overhead structure. >One egg's already broken, may as well add another one for the omelet. Or four. She's given them heads-up enough, right? Whatever happens now is on them!
>>24744766>Oh boy oh boy, I've never been at ground zero of a resonance cascade before.>I shall deliver my next reply when my stamina is higher. Thanks for the RP, was fun to get back into things.
>>24744779>Hope you're ready for some unforeseen consequences. >No problem, hope we can resume this soon then. Good to have you back!
>>24744645>Whatever they were, the poor aircraft weren't up to snuff as missile after space missile slammed into their carefully organized lines and turned them into a memorable clusterfuck of blasted shrapnel. The GA-TL1s kept flying forward, scans from their sensor technicians indicating that ALL targets had been resolutely annihilated. It was enough to feel for the unfortunate devils, the leader of Halberd squad clicking his tongue as he muttered to himself. (HAL-1 PLT) So much for them. Scan again, I want to make sure there's nothing on the scopes. >To that, RADAR and additional sensors were run to verify that things had been cleared. The 18 total Longswords continued with their guarded flights in the area and away from their mothership, plenty of fuel and ammo still available to them. (1/4)
>>24744826>>24744598>>24744672>>24744736>>24744776>Things clearly weren't going well for the Soviets, be it the ground or in the air. It was enough to get captain Leone to frown at the fighting, the Zoid pilot's words giving him thought as well. >Clearing his throat, he keyed the ship's exterior broadcast speakers to *personally* address the fighting soldiers within the gulag. (CPT LEO) Your fight is finished! We've destroyed your aerial reinforcements already and we're prepared to deploy additional forces as needed with backup from this warship. Surrender now, and you WILL be treated with fairness and compassion in accordance to UNSC doctrine! >Technically, it would be the Combined Fleet to *maybe* take them prisoner too. BUT, the captain meant it when he was going to possibly take them on aboard the brig. They'd kept the Fiends, Killroy and his lieutenant here and treated them well enough so far after all. >Hopefully they would heed the officer and Zoid pilot's appeals. Although Hector was more than ready to finish them off along with the Marines on the ground if they insisted on continuing to battle them. >As a matter of fact, he made an order to prepare additional ground units for deployment. Especially considering IF those coming Soviet reinforcements were enough to bolster the defense, it now being less than a minute out. >Several Pelicans were already being loaded with Marines, ODSTs, vehicles, and even a certain SPARTAN-II super soldier. (2/4)
>>24744603>>24744676>>24744736>>24744776(MRN #2) Damn. Couldn't pay ME to work a flamethrower. >Case in point, two bit it in a fiery fashion courtesy of the Zoid. Of which the corporal kept driving evasively outside of the gate and acting as something of a rearguard for the lady and themselves as another gate tower Rifleman was gunned down by the LRV. >And then came the smoke along with yet more fire, rounds impacting against the continually tested armor of the Force Application Vehicle. By now, many pockmarks marred its once pristine surface, a few armored panels even popping off and the reinforced windshield cracking with the deluge. Although the reduced volume of fire helped, the troopers were STILL in danger of getting shot and hurt therein, the 3 Riflers bullets... 0-5: Missing the mark again. 6-7: Hitting the gunner this time, the boisterous man grunting in pain but otherwise able to keep fighting. 8-numbers: More accurate rounds nailing him, the result being unable to work his gun for a turn. >No matter what, the passenger Marine would attempt to semi-blind fire his launcher at the two surviving Riflemen near the thoroughly ruined Western gate. A single rocket streaked through the smoky air in an attempt to blow them up! >In addition, and upon seeing the smoke, the corporal grunted. (MRN #1) Shit. Did we pack thermals? Evens: The three had thermal sights! Odds: They didn't. Looks like they wouldn't be able to see those hidden within the cloud...(3/4)
>>24744736>>24744833>Several well placed shots would strike the armored Marine, grazes likewise hitting his less protected areas to the effect of garnering a pained scream from Trooper Three! (MRN #2) Oh crap! Are you okay man!? (MRN #3) Not really! Argh, give me a second... >A second might be too long though, the firing from his LAAG stalling as a result and with it the needed high-damage output from the Warthog against the Soviets. Hopefully he would be able to rally in time...>Just as well, the men DIDN'T have thermal goggles on hand, Two shouting back to his immediate superior. (MRN #2) I don't think so! We're just going to have to make do! (MRN #1) Right, stay sharp people! (4/4)
>>24744776(FLAM INF #4) "So eagerly they assume their victory is ensured... Or we would make it easy for them to glean!">Little did their attackers know that their superiours had made the choice into an impossible equation: less people would objectively die if they stood and fight, then surrendered and have word of that surrender get to them. Those guards that weren't motivated to do their best for the Union fought with a fatalistic resignation that functioned as almost as good a substitute, turning off their higher-functions as they embraced the likelihood of a quick, standing death that the iron giant's patience had worn thin at last.>(Last digit determines the amount of infantry destroyed on the eastern tower, second-to-last digit the southern tower.)(1/4)
>>24744833>>24744845>Out of the choking smoke and dust now threatening to encompass the audacious Marines who began the events that had unfurled into their present bloody brawl...>https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=QedcIcXzOmo>The very first thing that would meet their position as they recovered and the wall guards momentarily ceased fire to themselves reload, was an HE grenade!>Odds: Falling straight into the passenger's seat!>Evens: Falling beneath the Warthog!(FLAME INF #6) "We are far from done, yet you are well-done!">https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=yc9iBOLivKY>Thereafter, the Flamethrower and accompanying Rifle Infantry once entrusted to hold the exit side of the gate would emerge from the rubble to assault the stymied fireteam with a literal fireball and twin magazine dumps, aiming towards a quick neutralization to achieve what victory they could!(2/4)
>>24744977>>24745030>>24744831>>24744776(INTERCOM VOICE) "You think this skeleton crew manning these old walls to be our zenith? That our forces will give up the moment we face adversary like mere schoolyard bullies? Whatever you Allied-aligned dogs have deluded yourselves to believe, Petropavlovsk is not the weak link in our republic's strangling chain! WE WILL BURY YOU!""Falter not comrades, relief is here! I can hear it!">Lied the warden through his teeth, worried this so-called UNSC was correct in their boasts and that the Allies had somehow pulled an ace in their sleeve through their scientific experiments before their own could do the same. On the other hand, if he intentionally surrendered after the Union had committed its most expensive fighters to the defensive, the best he could hope if ever released was a transfer to another gulag... As an inmate.>No, whatever this flying brick and its capabilities were, it couldn't follow him underground, nor could it pummel him, not from the Control Room, not without destroying its objective in the process. "Secretary Stalin... Your boasts of our might best ring truer than those of our equity...">Outside, the last of the wall garrison assisted the ambush in putting the Warthog in heat, trying to ignore the brilliance in which the towers behind them erupted when brought down into collapse by the Gun Sniper's wrath! The canine units had withdrawn to the old castle's keep, slamming a reinforced door of steel behind them as a token mercy by their overseer who worked the inner gates to accept them. The castle that stood for centuries longer than the state it serviced lay in shambles...>>24744826>And yet, the starship's screen of fighters would indeed pick up a plethora of new signatures appearing upon their sensory array, slipping from right under their noses and to the countour of the terrain!(3/4)
>>24744826>>24744776>>24745366>https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ZdWPVznvryo(RFL INF #15) "That buzzing-">From the four cardinal directions, attack wing after attack wing of reliable old Yak fighters seemingly emerged from the snow and trees in a dramatic reveal of acrobatics, having flown low and slow to evade immediate detection while the advanced jets of their comrades fell easy prey to the five-fold abilities of their futures' foes!(YAK LEADER) "Thank you for your patience Petropavlovsk, allow us to send these razboyniki back to bankruptcy for your troubles!">It soon became apparent there were no less than twenty of these daring craft bouncing across the outskirts of the theater in unpredictable maneuvers, firing off their machine guns to sow confusion before preparing their runs on the copious targets presented: ten to harass the Tip of the Spear with their 20mm autocannons, five to lash at the Gun Sniper with dramatic dives to maximize the velocity (and accuracy) of their weapons, and the rest acting as decoys for their wingmates to goad the flying warship's systems save a single plane looking to line up toward the Warthog!(4/4)
>>24744776>>24745408>Hate to do this again, but I've got to call it here for now unfortunately. Got things to do this afternoon. >But of course, I'm hoping we can resume again soon. Appreciate playing with you guys as usual!
>>24745423>>24745408>Guess it's my turn to have something for next time, then, huh? Have a good one.
>>24745423>>24745429>(See you later, aллигaтopы.)
>>24744833>>24745366>>24745423>(Ax and a survival roll for the wall-riflemen on the north side because I forgot to include that roll when I replaced it with the grenade roll for >>24745030.)>Odds, 0 (From blind-firing): The rocket misses.>Any Other Evens: Rocket hits (subtract 2 Rifle Infantries' attacks from >>24745366!)(5*/4 am bad at measuring how many posts I need)
Burrito fingahs.
>>24748709Authentication cat authenticates
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=B2sh2SNec-Y
>>24750060>I guess it's just like that sometimes.>https://youtu.be/t73ngYe6HWM?si=RjutmRelNM8wJ7Vu
>>24750132https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=fnzQISf8us4>I suppose....>Well, maybe I should've made a post sooner. C'est la vie.
>>24750169>Still interested in that little adventure to the DT world?
>>24750220>Hmm? But of course. I almost wondered if it was forgotten.
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