Sketchy Lurker
Your guardian angle.
- Location
- United States
- Pronouns
- She/Her
Requiem of the Deep IC Thread
- Thread starter Lady Darkhound
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UbeOne
Daydreaming CPU
- Location
- Philippines
- Pronouns
- She/Her
Nagato
Prison Cell, Diego Garcia
Daytime
Interested
The seasoned battleship looks through the two pages, intrigued by the creative output of the cruiser. They do look well-drawn, of various kinds of ships, though some are, indeed, rather risqué in appearance and posture. If these are regular ones, then what do her best works look like?
"I choose... this one," she says. The drawing she points to is a serene picture of herself meditating, the imagery of nature about her, the skies above and the seas below. It shows a more tranquil side, that not everything about her is a blaze of fury and violence.
@Firebird Zoom
Prison Cell, Diego Garcia
Daytime
Interested
The seasoned battleship looks through the two pages, intrigued by the creative output of the cruiser. They do look well-drawn, of various kinds of ships, though some are, indeed, rather risqué in appearance and posture. If these are regular ones, then what do her best works look like?
"I choose... this one," she says. The drawing she points to is a serene picture of herself meditating, the imagery of nature about her, the skies above and the seas below. It shows a more tranquil side, that not everything about her is a blaze of fury and violence.
@Firebird Zoom
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Firebird Zoom
Pretty Bird
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- Who knows?
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Nothing shows up on Drexler's radar. However, Juneau notices the buzz of unfamiliar engines from behind her.
@lelenoi
Five of the jets are destroyed or grounded before they can take off. However, one manages to get into the air and quickly leaves your range.
You have no idea what your bearing is, so you just pick a direction that you think is north, and go in a straight line. When you don't encounter anyone for two hours, the thought crosses your mind that you should maybe stop and wait for someone to find you.
Audacieux quirks an eyebrow. "Are you sure, Grom? There are bound to be other ways that play to our strengths better."
Australia beams at you. "I actually just made that one a few hours ago. You weren't the most varied of subjects, but you certainly were the most serene Abyssal I've had the pleasure of drawing."
She looks like she is going to say more when what sounds like shellfire could be heard. Intrigued, Australia runs to the door and begins screaming through the bars, obviously trying to get someone's attention. She did leave her sketchbook in your hands, though.
Terran Imperium
[French]
- Location
- Southern France
@UbeOne @Sketchy Lurker @CV12Hornet @Ethernet_Cable @Ash19256 @Firebird Zoom
Bismarck's smirk dropped as she saw that one goddamn plane escaped. She put on her radio to talk to all the Abyssal fleet.
"Alright, girls, listen up! One aircraft escaped my suppression fire. You'll say that one can't do much but this one got pretty dangerous weaponry. When it hits your range, pour down on it all of your AA firepower. No exceptions. I want that plane down or I'll feast on your corpses tonight." ordered Bismarck. She could give instructions when she wanted to, Impero surely would be impressed. While she did destroy the airfield and no more plane can take off from the base. She's gonna make them regret letting even one plane escape her. She might have been satisfied with just the airfield but now when they put up resistance... She gotta put them down even harder.
"Ich werde dich zu tode bringen!" Bismarck yelled out on open all radio channels and so they must have heard it perhaps even the other Abyssals but she didn't really care. Bismarck will erase this base from the map but she will focus on the administrative buildings and central command.
Bismarck's smirk dropped as she saw that one goddamn plane escaped. She put on her radio to talk to all the Abyssal fleet.
"Alright, girls, listen up! One aircraft escaped my suppression fire. You'll say that one can't do much but this one got pretty dangerous weaponry. When it hits your range, pour down on it all of your AA firepower. No exceptions. I want that plane down or I'll feast on your corpses tonight." ordered Bismarck. She could give instructions when she wanted to, Impero surely would be impressed. While she did destroy the airfield and no more plane can take off from the base. She's gonna make them regret letting even one plane escape her. She might have been satisfied with just the airfield but now when they put up resistance... She gotta put them down even harder.
"Ich werde dich zu tode bringen!" Bismarck yelled out on open all radio channels and so they must have heard it perhaps even the other Abyssals but she didn't really care. Bismarck will erase this base from the map but she will focus on the administrative buildings and central command.
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Jima looks in the direction of Diego Garcia. Her own radar starts up, and she begins attempting to vector some of her fighters to hopefully intercept them. She can't see it on radar yet, but hopefully her planes can take it out before it reaches the AA envelope of herself, Drexler, or Juneau. The rest of her planes continue towards Diego Garcia.
- Location
- Canada
@Ash19256 @Terran Imperium @UbeOne @Sketchy Lurker @CV12Hornet @Ethernet_Cable @Firebird Zoom
Juneau opens her comms. "All abyssals, I'm detecting some kind of engine to the north. It's fuzzy, but it might be that plane Bismarck mentioned. Would suggest that Iwo Jima sends her planes to check it out, over."
Juneau opens her comms. "All abyssals, I'm detecting some kind of engine to the north. It's fuzzy, but it might be that plane Bismarck mentioned. Would suggest that Iwo Jima sends her planes to check it out, over."
Terran Imperium
[French]
- Location
- Southern France
@Ash19256 @UbeOne @Sketchy Lurker @CV12Hornet @Ethernet_Cable @Firebird Zoom @lelenoi
Bismarck nearly smacked her head when she heard the radio responses. She forgot to mention where the plane was and where it was heading.
"No, it wouldn't be that one. The aircraft I am talking about is heading further south for some reason. When it enters your range, make it so that it goes down. I don't know about that second plane you're talking about Juneau but if I were you, I'll be careful. It could have the same weaponry. There are no nearby bases apart from this one, it might be reinforcements. A scout from a carrier." explained Bismarck calmly as she continued on her rampage.
Bismarck nearly smacked her head when she heard the radio responses. She forgot to mention where the plane was and where it was heading.
"No, it wouldn't be that one. The aircraft I am talking about is heading further south for some reason. When it enters your range, make it so that it goes down. I don't know about that second plane you're talking about Juneau but if I were you, I'll be careful. It could have the same weaponry. There are no nearby bases apart from this one, it might be reinforcements. A scout from a carrier." explained Bismarck calmly as she continued on her rampage.
Firebird Zoom
Pretty Bird
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Partway through your message, loud static bursts through your comms, nearly deafening you and drowning out the rest of your message.
@lelenoi @Sketchy Lurker @Spectre @Ash19256 @Ethernet_Cable
You only manage to hear Bismark's negation of Juneau's claim before your ears are filled with static.
Jima nods. <~"Agreed."~>
Even as her radar begins sweeping the skies for any aircraft capable of producing such an effect, Jima begins 'listening' for radio frequencies uneffected by the jamming they were undergoing.
She didn't expect to hear any discernible human communications, but if she did, that would be a nice bonus.
CV12Hornet
Riter.
- Location
- Tacoma, Washington
Without her command center, Impero has no way to vocalize and no way to really send and receive anything other than short-range ship-to-ship radio. So there's no way for anyone to hear her when her inner monologue skips right past swearwords and straight into inarticulate sounds of intense rage.
She does come to a stop, though.
Sketchy Lurker
Your guardian angle.
- Location
- United States
- Pronouns
- She/Her
ORP Grom
I tilt my head, confused.
"Oh? What's your idea, then? Fake potato grenades? Torpedo the docks?"
I tilt my head, confused.
"Oh? What's your idea, then? Fake potato grenades? Torpedo the docks?"