It would probably be a good idea to not go full automation with our non-super robot forces, the GOLEMS are nice but I've really come to like our flyboys.
Random thought but, Is anyone familiar with Knight's and Magic. I ask because I've been rereading the Manga up to the latest chapter and have read the entire novel as well. The Manga's actually a bit similar to ours since it involves building robots. Not super robots but basically the same premise. one of the things developed is something called option works which basically means various weapons that can be mass produced. One of the option works might be paired with Faedium if we want to try that.
Now that I have it in my head. @Basarin could I reference the Manga and the option works in an Omake. I won't spoil anything other than the two weapons I want to try and bring to the DFRI.
Random thought but, Is anyone familiar with Knight's and Magic. I ask because I've been rereading the Manga up to the latest chapter and have read the entire novel as well. The Manga's actually a bit similar to ours since it involves building robots. Not super robots but basically the same premise. one of the things developed is something called option works which basically means various weapons that can be mass produced. One of the option works might be paired with Faedium if we want to try that.
Now that I have it in my head. @Basarin could I reference the Manga and the option works in an Omake. I won't spoil anything other than the two weapons I want to try and bring to the DFRI.
If I recall correctly, Knights and Magic's premise is that an isekai'd mecha fan was sent to a world where he got to really indulge in all of the DIY mecha smithing he could ever want in life.
One of the series I have on the pile for my 'to-watch' list, which is growing faster than I can consume these days.
Also, any time I hear 'options' as a weapons/accessory type, I keep thinking back to the originals.
Random thought but, Is anyone familiar with Knight's and Magic. I ask because I've been rereading the Manga up to the latest chapter and have read the entire novel as well. The Manga's actually a bit similar to ours since it involves building robots. Not super robots but basically the same premise. one of the things developed is something called option works which basically means various weapons that can be mass produced. One of the option works might be paired with Faedium if we want to try that.
Now that I have it in my head. @Basarin could I reference the Manga and the option works in an Omake. I won't spoil anything other than the two weapons I want to try and bring to the DFRI.
Knights and Magic is one of those series I will always recommend and am extremely disappointed in the lack of model kits and a second season.
While it's not the best mecha series around, it's one of the few that focuses on the R&D Elements and its just really fun, especially when you get things like the Royal Mech Smiths looking at Ernesti's Super Prototypes and making Mass Production versions.
Knights and Magic is one of those series I will always recommend and am extremely disappointed in the lack of model kits and a second season.
While it's not the best mecha series around, it's one of the few that focuses on the R&D Elements and its just really fun, especially when you get things like the Royal Mech Smiths looking at Ernesti's Super Prototypes and making Mass Production versions.
The manga is a lot better than the anime for conveying him as being one of crazier mech pilots out there too, with a huge part of the reason why he's so lethal Ilis that he gets to build his own rides to exacting specifications.
This also makes me wonder if one day it'll be possible to send out Hayato as a pilot and let him design his own mech with DRFI budget just to see what he can come up with after supplementing what he knows with in house know-how since he could have been fielded if we chose that during his recruitment pitch.
Probably not for a very long time due to balance reasons if so but it'd be nice to know if it's possible.
Yeah consider this another recommendation, it's absolutely fantastic because while it's an Isekai, it doesn't really matter it's an isekai, because the isekai'd guy doesn't care, he's here for giant robots and by god will he make some giant robots!
Absolutely hilarious. I don't usually like most isekai, but KnM gets a thumbs-up from me.
Feed in some reinforcements (pick one or multiple)
- Breakneck
-- Breakneck Goes after Highway.
- Cavalier
-- Cavalier goes after Scrapheap
-- Beowulf stays in reserve until the leaders arrive.
Sorry for the delay there. I had a busier weekend than expected (but the kinds of busy I don't mind), but here's an update!
1521, 20 June 2073 Bridge of Metratrine's Shield
"So lemme see if I've got this right." Hubcap looked up briefly as he wrenched the control stick to starboard - just in time for a few salvos to miss the Shield entirely. Hotwire's tirade continued nonstop, even as one hand absentmindedly steadied his form as the other was raising barriers. "We're letting the Free Brother detritus waltz in to take Bandit back - but not too easily mind you - so that we can do...something?"
"Does sound a little strange when you put it like that, doesn't it?" Hubcap replied noncommittally. The hulking form of the dropship - practically a warship by human standards, but paling in comparison to the Belligerent that it was designed to dock with - veered away from the battlefield as it was 'driven off' by the ongoing battle. "Some cycles I question it, some cycles I just accept that Galbinus has his own game of fifth-dimensional Assemblage to play with Tyrannous that I can't just follow."
Hotwire responded to the errant few impacts of energy blasts against the barriers by rerouting what little energy for weapons banks straight back into the engines. "And we're introducing the new guys to them here too." Hubcap could see at the edge of his optics that his fellow was focused on the fighting taking place on the ground.
And in particular, the Sol-forged.
"Weird fellows, aren't they?" Hubcap commented. By now the Shield was well and truly 'retreating' away from the Enclave, both Kausen could now focus on the display on the main screen.
Iris, the smaller warform, was a blur of motion, reconfiguring constantly between her bike form and her mecha form in a rough permiter around Bandit's sustainment bed. Turning sharply into a power skid, she reconfigured as she slid beneath the oncoming Drones before blasting them in the back - leaving them vulnerable to Architect's subblaster fire as they were riddled full of perforations. Iris was a constant dance of deactivation as she weaved between the much larger Drones and left them wide open for attack.
Her sibling Frankie held a comically oversized energy blaster over his shoulder, firing seemingly with abandon from his perch of a taller rock outcropping. Human engineering meant that for each blast, an enormous stream of exhaust poured from the rear - but in return, the still inefficient weapon sent piles of Drones flying into pieces. And it didn't escape Hubcap's analysis that he was routing visual data to his fellows on the ground, even as he was constantly forced to reposition due to what looked like a rather crippling inability to engage up close.
Then there was Charlie. Nearly matching Nailhead for size, the brash youngster was gleefully wading into the fight. The sparkhead was making liberal use of his larger bulk and armor to simply not care about the Drones, all but demanding their attention as he simply slammed his fists into the opposition while Tracker picked them off at his leisure.
"...not sure how I feel about 'em," Hotwire said. "Does that mean there's gonna be more of them from Earth?"
"Wouldn't that be a right headache for the Council to deal with?" Hubcap replied. "Would be a lot of firsts to deal with."
"Ahh, not our problem," Hotwire dismissed. "We can let someone else deal with that. Delphi, how're we lookin'?"
"He could do better," Tracker scoffed under his breath as he lined up a bead at his latest target. A moment later, a sharp crack cut through the general noise of the battlefield - and another Drone no longer had a cranial unit. "One down, yes to go," he grumbled. "Charlie, lad! On your-!" He paused as a massive armored fist slammed into another Drone that was trying to sneak up on the youngster. "Good one, lad, but you could stand to listen to the advice I'm giving you."
"Bit! Busy!"
"No respect for your elders these days. What's the galaxy comin' to?" Tracker shook his head as he cycled out the previous shard bolt, its form gray and deathlike as the energy was spent. Sliding in another one, he slammed the action forward, then paused as he felt rather than detected motion coming his way. His thumb flicked a switch -
- and then he spun around, the barrel of his rifle glowing brightly as the shardshot erupted into a storm of high velocity pellets instead.
The green and black police cruiser immediately swerved around, sending what would have been a sideswipe against him into a panicked - or at least Tracker thought so - wide turn to avoid the worst of the attack. "Charlie!"
"On it!" Rather than just strike him, however, Charlie grabbed the corpse of the latest Drone victim - and flung it at Crackdown's general direction. The car's form abruptly found itself somersaulting in the air, but to the maniac's credit he recovered even as the vehicle was spinning wildly out of control. Crackdown reconfigured midair as two, then four, then twelve blasters emerged from his body and began raining down fire on Charlie's position, his head turned at an uncomfortable angle with an angry glare. "Nailhead-!"
Crackdown abruptly found his actions aborted as a massive boulder slammed into his form, sending him crashing down towards the ground - and right into Charlie's waiting fist, momentarily crushing the manic criminal between a literal rock and a hard place as the boulder exploded from applying crushing pressure against the Phalanx's arm.
"Stop-!" Charlie's arm slammed down onto the ground. "-shooting-!" Another impact saw a Crackdown-shaped imprint form onto the dirt. "-at me!" With that, he flung Crackdown's dazed form off against Nailhead, whose own large frame backhanded Crackdown right in the face.
"Aaaaaand he's out!" Nailhead's celebration was shortlived, however, as a red and blue blur slammed into him, knocking him off balance.
"What the-?" Charlie felt the impact as well, but Tracker saw - with slight approval - that he'd braced himself for the impact, and this time, Highway's attack simply glanced off, though it left behind a nasty looking gash on his forearms. The bike's form skidded down, before reconfiguring into his Kausen form mid-slide. Always a bundle of bad brakes, this one.
"Tracker." The bastard's face broke into a smirk. "Nailhead. And one I don't recognize. Taking on more would-be students?"
He didn't rise up to the bait - no matter how much he wanted to. So instead, Tracker just slid a cut Shard in between his teeth to clench at. "'s not me you gotta worry about," he said with more calmness than he actually felt. "It's him."
"Who-?"
And another blur, this one of silver and black, slammed into Highway. Tracker didn't even see Highway recover. One moment he was there. The next, in a storm of displaced air and dirt, he was gone.
"Took you youngsters long enough to get here!" Tracker scowled in as disapproving a voice as he could muster. Now that took practice and megacycles of being disappointed, both of which he had in ample supply. "What, did you stop for a maintenance run?"
"Pipe down, old mech." A navy blue Jackal roared onto the battlefield, making a beeline for Scrapheap's minions. "Galbinus had it covered."
"The day you reckon you know how his mind works-ahh, nevermind." Tracker just sighed as Cavalier reconfigured into his Kausen form, and felt his frame shudder slightly from the loud sonic boom that was emitted by his concussion blaster. "Kid's gettin' way too cocky these days."
Not that the operation was going particularly well before, but the arrival of reinforcements so close to this operation complicated matters. Scrapheap grit his teeth as Cavalier's fists smashed through his escorting Drones, that stupid gleeful face plastered all over his faceplate. He was slightly closer to Bandit's sustainment bed, and they had driven off the Metatrine's Shield - but their Drone cohorts were dwindling rather rapidly as a result.
Scrapheap felt his frame shudder from the impacting concussion blast, even more so as his hook was grappled and intercepted by Cavalier's hands. "Hey, Scraphead! You still need this?"
"Not so much as you think." Abruptly, the chain attached to Scrapheap's crane disconnected, sending Cavalier stumbling backwards - and then sprawling backwards as Scrapheap used the whole crane on his shoulder as an impromptu club. Satisfying as it was to see Cavalier's face smashed in, he had his priorities - and given that Crackdown had managed to get himself knocked about and Highway was now in an impromptu race with Breakneck, that left him to actually close the gap.
But not, he mused as he sent a few commands to the Borer, without taking one last precaution.
"That's it then." Galbinus's call screen nodded to Delphi. "Iris, Architect, send some parting shots, but fall back. Tracker, Nailhead, Charlie - advance to 'intercept.' Richard, standby. We may yet force Scrapheap to give up his asset."
Richard nodded, but he fidgeted nonetheless. He was not used to being held back in reserve like this - he was used to being in the action. In the thick of it! He understood why this was happening the way it was, but it didn't mean he had to like it.
"This is Delphi. Scrapheap has recovered Bandit, Tracker is in vicinity to intercept!"
"You, sir, owe me so many favors for this."
Bandit sighed, but he didn't contest it. "Yeah, yeah, I know," he grumbled. "I'm good for them, you know that - or at least I will be when I'm back on my feet."
"When you have feet to stand on anyhow," Scrapheap corrected him. His green optics narrowed as Tracker approached with Nailhead and the Sol-forged, his rifle slung idly along his shoulder. "Now, bear with me. I have one last surprise in store to play." Standing up, Scrapheap called out to Tracker. "I don't have a particular quarrel with you, Tracker, but I am taking Bandit back with me."
"Don't reckon I can let you do that," the older mech drawled. "'sides, you're down a lot more Drones than when you started."
"True, true," Scrapheap acknowledged. Even so, he could feel Crackdown recovering from his beating - however well earned it was, that was another asset back in play - and Breakneck had lost the element of surprise against Highway. "However, I do have one last card to play."
Before Tracker could offer a response, the battlefield shook underneath a deafening roar. Scrapheap simply offered a smirk in response as an enormous reverse jointed foot stomped out of the Borer. A reptilian shaped maw emerged, baleful yellow eyes locking in on its latest 'prey' as fire emerged from forward nostrils, and rows of zirvitium-lined teeth snarled in anticipation. A massive metal tail slammed onto the ground, sending cracks rippling through the earth as if it were glass.
Even Cavalier, having recovered onto his feet, was staring in what he hoped was fear. "May I introduce," Scrapheap said with faux sincerity, "the Predasaur. Such delightful creatures, these 'kaiju' of yours are. I had to make an homage for myself." He also risked Rangefinder's ire for unleashing it so early, but he'd rather have his objective in hand rather than returning empty handed with an unused card. "Now, if you'll excuse us."
The creature's roar mingled with static and metallic hissing - before it locked its gaze upon Tracker's little entourage. Then the earth shook as the predator creature charged.
Galbinus stared at the display. "...that's not something you see every cycle."
"Incident: logged," came Herald's sardonic reply. "Orders?"
Even Cavalier, having recovered onto his feet, was staring in what he hoped was fear. "May I introduce," Scrapheap said with faux sincerity, "the Predasaur. Such delightful creatures, these 'kaiju' of yours are. I had to make an homage for myself." He also risked Rangefinder's ire for unleashing it so early, but he'd rather have his objective in hand rather than returning empty handed with an unused card. "Now, if you'll excuse us."
And this marks a certain cybernetic lifeform and his buddy AI in orbit cursing even more as now the Free Brothers have pulled out the 'extremely divergent mechanolifeform creation' flag to make this showdown just that much more of a mess.