Highwind
To Rise From The Ashes
- Location
- Brazil
I only remembered that because it came up some time ago, back when Nixeu was cataloguing Kaiju abilities.
I only remembered that because it came up some time ago, back when Nixeu was cataloguing Kaiju abilities.
I only mentioned it because it's one of only two features our K-Sci teams couldn't quickly trace. At least among the ones we've actually been able to observe in combat, anyway. Heartbreaker never got to really show it's luck off. The other one was Gobbler's anti-sensor properties.I only remembered that because it came up some time ago, back when Nixeu was cataloguing Kaiju abilities.
I've got the round write-up in progress, just so you all know. However, it's gonna be a bit before I can actually post it proper, since I'm having some trouble with creativity stuff right now. Just need to recharge.
Take your time, my dude. We'll be here, keeping each other entertained.
...You know, I never really considered how my multi-threading conversations on here would translate to the real world. Which is, make me look significantly more hyper than usual. That is certainly amusing.The Gang Keeps Each Other Entertained
Mr. Smith closed the door, hanging his Director of Internal Security beret on a wooden tree. Two other hats hung from the tree, one so small the peg was nearly wider than the hat itself, and a white beanie.
Inside, around a round wooden table, was the Ruling Council of the Northwest Protectorate (krakathoom) (whoever was in charge of the thunder machine was getting fired). White hair billowed from Mauve, spreading all over the floor despite zir's best efforts to contain it. Completely at ease next to the white waterfall was General Highwind, dressed in full military dress (which he had commissioned for his made up rank which he then promoted himself to just to get that sweet uniform) and aviators, while the slender man next to him, Rear Admiral Nixeu, rapidly swiveled between people, bursting off short snippets.
Next to him was another splash of snow white, although that was more how Bungee earned her nickname by constantly bouncing around in her chair, between subjects, and between jokes. Batman - sorry, Knight - waved as Mr. Smith pulled up a chair. To Mr. Smith's left, Mr. Evau reclined in his sick coat, General Devlin sat unnaturally straight, and the last guy was rubbing the bridge of his nose, glasses on the table. Mr. Smith had never got his name and it probably wasn't important.
"Now that we're all here, let's get started," Highwind rumbled. "You know the rules; give us the dumbest, funniest shit your department did this week."
"Wait; does everyone here even have departments?" Knight asked, raising his hand.
"Are you volunteering, sonny?"
"No, he's asking whether everyone here has a department, which the answer - " Nixeu started.
"Not everyone here has a department, dammit, because we never actually did any sort of organization and kinda let whoever spoke take leadership and hoped to god our Jaeger program's reputation can let us run the place." Bridge-guy said.
"That sounds like a raised hand, sonny."
"Fine, I'll go first this is such a bad idea; Apparently some doofus in the tax department thought 9 equaled 8 and accidentally taxed a whole bunch of people extra money, who then, after the report wound through three different department heads and maybe the janitor/head tax collector I don't know before passing through my desk, point blank told me to keep the cash and gave me some more. Good job team, I'm sure nothing can go wrong if we're asked to crash-increase the size of the bureaucracy by at least a factor of two and then introduce geographic barriers!"
The table sat quiet for a moment.
Devlin sighed.
"Someone brought up that which must not be named again this week as a serious proposal."
"Oh, I think I saw that report! Think the Breach teams are really running dry on ideas if they're looking through two decade old reruns for ideas," Nixeu piped up.
"That's more like it, sonny, how would you like your own department?" Highwind asked Jho.
"Don't I command-"
"Congratulations on your new promotion! We'll figure it out later," Highwind chuckled. Someone mumbled. Probably no one important.
"Oh! Oh! Someone gave me the new set of Jaeger concepts this week," Knight said. "One of them had a Jaeger spend thirty seconds erecting a gigantic middle finger; I couldn't not put that on my wall."
Muffled laughter erupted from Bungee, arm pounding the table as she apparently realized something.
"Well, Bungee? What's so funny?"
"T-think about the other shape that makes -" Bungee choked out.
"I'm taking that one," Mauve piped up.
Knight put both hands to his face, knowing it had been mounted and framed on his wall already. General Highwind and Mr. Smith joined in with Bungee in agreeing that this was the funniest shit all week in the way that only nearly cracking the table could.
"That is funny," Nixeu snickered, after the poor table had been relieved from getting split in two. "I'll go next; someone sent us a bingo on our Dangerous Chemical Suggestion bingo again this week. Think we almost got two, but the list left off 'don't worry about transport'."
"Th-ha-hat's a good one," Highwind chuckled, still laughing from earlier. "Well? Mr. Smith, Evau? Got anything for us?"
You are Mr. Smith, and you could get your own department if you say the right thing! Wat say?
[] Write-in
Hmmm *caresses beard* we've encountered several Kaiju with, as you called it, "Fuck you I fly now" jumping abilities. Ravager for instance if I recall correctly.
Getting him to be able to leap sounds like an amazing idea, and a good prototyping/proof of concept for Raubtier mobility augs. It's also cool as fuck.
*starts cackling*The Gang Keeps Each Other Entertained
Mr. Smith closed the door, hanging his Director of Internal Security beret on a wooden tree. Two other hats hung from the tree, one so small the peg was nearly wider than the hat itself, and a white beanie.
Inside, around a round wooden table, was the Ruling Council of the Northwest Protectorate (krakathoom) (whoever was in charge of the thunder machine was getting fired). White hair billowed from Mauve, spreading all over the floor despite zir's best efforts to contain it. Completely at ease next to the white waterfall was General Highwind, dressed in full military dress (which he had commissioned for his made up rank which he then promoted himself to just to get that sweet uniform) and aviators, while the slender man next to him, Rear Admiral Nixeu, rapidly swiveled between people, bursting off short snippets.
Next to him was another splash of snow white, although that was more how Bungee earned her nickname by constantly bouncing around in her chair, between subjects, and between jokes. Batman - sorry, Knight - waved as Mr. Smith pulled up a chair. To Mr. Smith's left, Mr. Evau reclined in his sick coat, General Devlin sat unnaturally straight, and the last guy was rubbing the bridge of his nose, glasses on the table. Mr. Smith had never got his name and it probably wasn't important.
"Now that we're all here, let's get started," Highwind rumbled. "You know the rules; give us the dumbest, funniest shit your department did this week."
"Wait; does everyone here even have departments?" Knight asked, raising his hand.
"Are you volunteering, sonny?"
"No, he's asking whether everyone here has a department, which the answer - " Nixeu started.
"Not everyone here has a department, dammit, because we never actually did any sort of organization and kinda let whoever spoke take leadership and hoped to god our Jaeger program's reputation can let us run the place." Bridge-guy said.
"That sounds like a raised hand, sonny."
"Fine, I'll go first this is such a bad idea; Apparently some doofus in the tax department thought 9 equaled 8 and accidentally taxed a whole bunch of people extra money, who then, after the report wound through three different department heads and maybe the janitor/head tax collector I don't know before passing through my desk, point blank told me to keep the cash and gave me some more. Good job team, I'm sure nothing can go wrong if we're asked to crash-increase the size of the bureaucracy by at least a factor of two and then introduce geographic barriers!"
The table sat quiet for a moment.
Devlin sighed.
"Someone brought up that which must not be named again this week as a serious proposal."
"Oh, I think I saw that report! Think the Breach teams are really running dry on ideas if they're looking through two decade old reruns for ideas," Nixeu piped up.
"That's more like it, sonny, how would you like your own department?" Highwind asked Jho.
"Don't I command-"
"Congratulations on your new promotion! We'll figure it out later," Highwind chuckled. Someone mumbled. Probably no one important.
"Oh! Oh! Someone gave me the new set of Jaeger concepts this week," Knight said. "One of them had a Jaeger spend thirty seconds erecting a gigantic middle finger; I couldn't not put that on my wall."
Muffled laughter erupted from Bungee, arm pounding the table as she apparently realized something.
"Well, Bungee? What's so funny?"
"T-think about the other shape that makes -" Bungee choked out.
"I'm taking that one," Mauve piped up.
Knight put both hands to his face, knowing it had been mounted and framed on his wall already. General Highwind and Mr. Smith joined in with Bungee in agreeing that this was the funniest shit all week in the way that only nearly cracking the table could.
"That is funny," Nixeu snickered, after the poor table had been relieved from getting split in two. "I'll go next; someone sent us a bingo on our Dangerous Chemical Suggestion bingo again this week. Think we almost got two, but the list left off 'don't worry about transport'."
"Th-ha-hat's a good one," Highwind chuckled, still laughing from earlier. "Well? Mr. Smith, Evau? Got anything for us?"
You are Mr. Smith, and you could get your own department if you say the right thing! Wat say?
[] Write-in
We have gravely sinned in the irradiant eyes of the god of explosions!
Yiss. Thus you witness the birth of the Vixen Gold idea.
Meanwhile, SE-27-004-H "Rime" seems to have had some action recently. The shore around its area shows signs of battle-- and, on closer inspection, the remains of several DGINN "dragonfly" VTOLs. Water samples show heightened toxicity levels and the presence of ammonia, suggesting that Rime was indeed injured, though not very much. The kaiju itself is currently sitting further offshore than normal, on the bottom of the ocean floor. Its readings are effectively unchanged since its initial detection, and it's definitely still alive.
We have not as most of the players, myself included, are more focused on the coming Crusades to Oblivion Bay and Mt St Helens.Have we not investigated this Kaiju yet? I figured the highlighted text would make them a priority for several reasons...
DGINN forces have all been AI, units based off variant KRAUN technology. A downed DGINN jaeger (not seen, but possibly in the dragonfly wreckage or in the lair of Rime) or even the Dragonfly itself might produce a blackbox with a research worthy AI kernel we could base our future AI upon... (No copy/ paste as I don't want to produce a 'Rise of the Machines' scenario, but a foundation to base our own independent research on... more a road map of needed sub-directories, etc.). Hell, we might even gain added insight in the how/why of DGINN. Maybe even DJINN protocols for dealing w/t KRAUN (These should be illuminating).
We have not as most of the players, myself included, are more focused on the coming Crusades to Oblivion Bay and Mt St Helens.
An additional factor which probably plays into this is our reluctance to use our Jagdarium armored Jaegers underwater where their armor becomes fractionally weaker.
The Skadi solves most problems with high-speed transportation, at least on land, so what I'm actually interested now is getting high-endurance transports. Or really, anything else that can get us to Japan and/or Australia and back.----Edit and even though I <3 the 'Skadi' rocket taboggan, high speed arial jaeger transport is a thing worthy of further scrutiny.
A high trajectory artillery gun could probably work, but it was initially conceived of as a missile ala a cruise missile or something similar. Might be too big right now to put into a arty shell.
800mm "Iron Bitch" Howitzer: |
1d10 |
Impact |
+8 |
20/120 range |
7s |
No cauterize |
Can fire indirectly, increasing range to 120. Indirect fire is at -2 to hit. Takes one turn to reload. |
Hoooooooly cow.The below comment was in relation to adapting the 'Sunfire warhead'
I trip over things in the other VtW threads and sometimes they are worth citing as 'inspiration' same as an EVA reference, or Gundam or, blah-blah whatever...
These are stats that give a 'feel' and will most likely be different in Fyrstorms 'verse (as they should be). Ripped from the pages of HBvtW I present:
I present a delivery platform worthy of the Sunburst
800mm "Iron Bitch" Howitzer:
1d10
Impact
+8
20/120
range
7s
No cauterize
Can fire indirectly, increasing range to 120. Indirect fire is at -2 to hit.
Takes one turn to reload.
The Skadi solves most problems with high-speed transportation, at least on land, so what I'm actually interested now is getting high-endurance transports. Or really, anything else that can get us to Japan and/or Australia and back.
Switching their lasers back to cooling mode, Tacit rushes forwards, chasing down the errant monstrosity. Phenom Sable, Jagdhund, and the remaining military forces on both sides follow soon after, like some... absurd cartoon chase scene or something.[X] Plan Yakety Sax
-[X] Tacit runs after Euphonium.
-[X] Phenom Runs after Tacit.
-[X] Jagdhund runs after Phenom.
-[X] The Air Force flies after Euphonium.
Best 2 of 3d5,+5. we can get at least 11 quite reliably. I see no reason not to use the Rear Thrusters for the bonus either.Well this is actually pretty simple. Tacit charges Euph and everyone else runs after him.
Question though how much is our charge distance now that the SFTs aren't on and how far would that be if we used the Rear Thrusters?
I was exaggerating a bit there-- but considering Euphonium's not made for grappling (no fingers, inflexible body) he's just not gonna have a good time. I don't actually know the concrete penalty for these things.The penalty for grappling while carrying someone is the same as grappling with both hands occupied: really frickin' high.
I'm mildly surprised you haven't tried making Storage Buildings around Neo-Seattle's outskirts for exactly that purpose of easy access to armaments and resupply. Though, given Jagdhund's ability to carry most if not all her equipment at once, the lack of any dedicated transport systems to distribute stuff between those buildings, and your relatively small armory, it probably wouldn't fit as well as I'd hope. Oh well, I guess.