>>1773355
>At last, you have reached 10 Mecha Pilot, 10 Mecha Brawl.
Now for the real secret boss Joe

>>1773355
Glad we finally earned our 10s. We will need them.

>>1773358
>>1773361


Oh come on, how bad could one old man in a Bluegill POSSIBLY be?

>>1773355
It's Finally Time!
Waiting all of last week without a MSPQ thread was torture

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>>1773362

>>1773362
>Oh come on, how bad could one old man in a Bluegill POSSIBLY be?
>He only uses his fists and there is one of him, what can he do?
>It's a Paladin! We can't beat that!
>How can we stop the Greenman?!

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>>1773355
Huzzah!
>>1773362
Heh, your gonna have fun with this next bit regardless of how it goes. But as far as the bluegill comment goes if MSPQ has taught me anything with Mekton Zeta its that its the man who makes the mech, not vice versa. Actually it would be fun to have a reverse Amuro situation in a future thread where a genius amateur who falls into a prototype gets his ass kicked by a decent pilot in a line-suit!

>>1773355
Aright boys lets make it happen.
For the glory of Phaeton!

>>1773381
It's not hard considering our newest line units. We even got Zaku IIs!

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You expected to be doing something insane tonight, some form of training beyond training, and were just hoping you'd have enough energy left for your rendezvous with Colonel Stern tonight on the colony hull. Or that you'd still be alive. To your surprise, it...isn't anything like that. Instead, you and the Undefeated drink tea and discuss the philosophy and strategy of battle. It's remarkably civilized.

Finally, though, in the midst of discussing the most efficient way to crush a human being's windpipe with your fingertips, you ask him, “Teacher, is this really training?”

He smiles into his tea, shaking his head slightly, “There isn't much more to teach you, Roarke. You came here with a good foundation, all I did was improve on it. My original pupils were inexperienced children, you're a grown man and an expert fighter, don't look so shocked.” He sighs, “I can give you pointers, of course, and guidance as a man and a warrior, but you're ready for whatever the galaxy will throw at you. I hope I know what it's prepared for.”

“Even Joseph Muragi?” You ask, after giving him a moment, trying to catch him offguard.

It doesn't work, “So, he's the first one? I knew you'd be fighting one of my pupils sooner or later.” He doesn't sound remotely surprised.

You nod, “He asked me to meet him on the colony hull, that means we'll be in our mecha. That means we'll be fighting, probably.”

The Undefeated grins, “Muragi is the most stubborn, disobedient, troublesome student I've ever had. He never matched Belegor for sheer talent...but then, he never tried to. He adopted my teachings to his own way of fighting, and decided for himself when he was done learning. I sometimes believe his decision to join the UJCIDF was made specifically because I left it.”

“Jupiter needed heroes.” You remark, trying to square the image of Colonel Stern as a hotheaded rookie with the patient, disciplined old man you know.

“Everywhere always needs heroes. That's how the species evolves. I don't think he did it to spite me, but out of duty, the only way he knew to thank me. For what, I don't know, I turned those boys into weapons and let them loose on the galaxy.” He grumbles.

“If you hadn't, the War might have turned out differently.” You point out, “Also, I wouldn't have been born.”

“Oh. Well then, you're welcome for your life.” Your teacher sounds sarcastic, but also as if he's been touched just a little bit by your statement, glancing at the chronometer on the wall, “Shouldn't you get going if you want to make that meeting of yours?”

You glance at the time, and start swearing.

“Run, Roarke! Don't get soft now! Exercise those legs!” The old man cackles as you dash out of the hut and down the hill.

[Continued]

>>1773422
>Exercise those legs
dont skip leg day niggas

Just remembered, do the girls know yet that we'll also be marrying Lori tomorrow?

>>1773436
Well Red was in the room
I'm sure she told the others by now

>>1773446
I don't think Red was there.

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You make it in record time, grab Karen's backside and give her a kiss, ignoring Oda's bosun kyaa-ing and asking impertinent questions about where you're going in such haste, prep the Knuckle Kaiser, and launch from the colony. It's not hard to find the Colonel's signal, he's waiting midway along the hull on the same side you launched from.

Even from a distance, you can see that he's in a Bluegill. It's one you'd know anywhere, too...or at least, that's how it looks at first. A dusty blue one, just like in the simgames, although one leg has been repainted white. Probably on the side where he has his artificial leg, you're guessing. As you get closer, you see it's been updated a little. Both arms and legs contain a whole array of thrusters and verniers. It's waiting patiently, both hands propped on a cane...that's an odd choice for a weapon, but it fits. The forearms, spine, and calves of the mech also have strange serrations that you can determine no actual function for besides decoration, which strikes you as unlikely.

The Knuckle Kaiser looms over it like a titan as you land on the hull. On impulse, you scan the cane...and even in the cold of space, you feel yourself starting to sweat.

First of all, that cane is two pieces. The stalk itself is an elongated beam emitter, while the C-shaped head of the cane is also an emitter, a shield type. That isn't what concerns you. The problem is...your scanner must be broken.

It absolutely, positively, has to be broken.

That weapon is radiating more energy than an entire mech has, and not just any mech, but a SOUL mech. It's almost incomprehensible, and your machine's AI systems struggle to put together a schematic to express what it's capable of. Yes, this is unquestionably a Bluegill, an updated Bluegill, but still a Bluegill...and yet, it's the fastest humanoid mech you've ever seen, and it's holding a weapon that outmatches even the ones you saw the Oliver wielding.

“Good afternoon, Roarke. Last time, I believe you won our game. Shall we continue? I'm afraid I left my checkers set behind.” The Colonel remarks, sounding a little sad. “Do you understand why we have to do this?”

>[What say?]

BLUEGILL FENCER (Bluegill Muragi Custom)

Striker Torso: C/S/K 6, 3 tons
Striker Head: C/S/K 3, 1.5 tons
Striker L. Arm: C/S/K 4, 1.5 tons
Left Hand: CP 2, 1 Space, 1K, 0.5 tons
Striker R. Arm: C/S/K 4, 1.5 tons
Right Hand: CP 2, 1 Space, 1K, 0.5 tons
Striker L. Leg: C/S/K 4, 1.5 tons
Striker R. Leg: C/S/K 4, 1.5 tons

Armor: Officer's Medium Striker (6 CP, SP 4, 2 tons) on all locations, does not ablate from damage caused by attacks dealing less than 4 Kills

Main Sensors (Head): 4 CP, 1 Space, 2 Kills, 1 ton
Backup Sensors (Torso): 2 CP, 2 Spaces, 2 Kills, 1 ton
Advanced Sensor Package (Head): 10 CP, 2 Spaces

Options: Torso Cockpit with Environment Pod (2 CP, 2 Spaces), Storage Module (1 CP, 1 Space), Liftwire (0.3 CP), Spotlights (0.2 CP), Deluxe Anti-Theft Lock (0.4 CP), Stereo (0.1 CP)

Armament:
[Handheld] Hero Beam Saber: WA +1, 12K (3K of structure), EMW (treats SP as 4 less than usual), Hyper (one additional attack strikes the target servo for each point by which the attacking roll beats the defender's roll), Quick, 268 CP, 4 Spaces, 1.5 Tons
[Handheld] Hero Active Beam Shield: DA 0, SP 12 (3K of structure), Attack Factor 1, 79 CP, 4 Spaces, 1.5 Tons

Thrusters & Speed: 4 per leg, 3 per arm, 1 in the Torso, allowing it to fly 700 meters per turn or run 250m. 15 CP.
Total Weight: 28.5 tons before 18 CP of Weight Efficiency to reduce effective weight to 19.5 tons
Total Cost: 465 CP

>>1773467
>268 CP Beam saber
AHHHHHHH!!!!

>>1773460
>Time to pass the torch huh old man?
And for the fight music how about this?
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=o3T7-VbfYLU

>>1773460
>Is what they mean when they say you should never meet your Hero
>>1773467
Terrifying
>>1773483
Time for some Kansas

>>1773477
I would recommend looking at his weight. He only takes a -1.. and that beam saber is enough to bring his attack roles to 20. That hyper means each +1 above our roll is an extra hit. Like a horrible beam missile barrage.
>>1773460
Prep for whats to come? You did fight Duke Eustace to a standstill, and he was number 2.

I actually need to figure out how that Hero Saber interacts with scoring mega-crits. I know how MISSILES do it, but I don't know if it applies the same way with a melee weapon, because if they're all megacrits the Fencer could conceivably just cut starships into pieces without needing to fuck around with going for a reactor explosion.

>>1773496

And now you know how he beat the Gorgons' space pirate fleet. Without the Hero weapon and shield, the Bluegill Fencer has a CP cost of 118, well within normal parameters for the time period especially if it hadn't been given the extra verniers that account for its Weight Efficiency yet (putting it at a cool 100 CP, easily within Ace Custom range). Yes, it would have had a mass katana, specifically the extremely battered, warped, and bent one on the wall of his office on board the Cincinnatus, but that costs...let's see.

To maintain speed at that weight, it would have to be 6K (for 3 tons), perhaps it was a bit slower and weighed 29.5 tons, meaning it had a 8K, 4-ton sword, likely Quick and AP, like a toned-down version of the Lightning's Kusanagi. That costs a few dozen CP, at best. He was, in all likelihood, piloting a sub-140-CP mech at the time.

>>1773499
Taking a look, you may be right. you get a +8 to hit and crew tend to never be above 16. That is a 12 to hit and he's quick. He might not cut Fairchild's ship to ribbons, but that thing could certainly shred a transport in moments.

>>1773530
Stern is terrifying

>>1773533

That means if he rolls even with them or even a little below he easily megacrits.

>>1773537
The pilot is the single most valuable part to a mech. When you get to that level of skill, in a machine that compliments it, you can't be stopped.Bugger even has 14 MA.

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>>1773460
"Oh I believe so, but I like not looking to closely at the reasons. Takes away that ineffable quality that'll make me remember this."
>>1773496
>>1773499
>>1773530
Win or lose I'm gonna love this thread, the hotblooded contest of arms, the proving of successive generations, all in a timeless duel. Also I wonder if stern and the pops ever dueled like this, probably. Whatever else this duel is to Stern it'll also be a huge nostalgia trip as well! Wow I'm romanticizing this before this even starts, where did my mild cynicism go?!

>>1773548
That is correct. He is, more likely than not, going to score a megacrit on the target. Hell, on a even roll, he gets 3. If we were to go with the highest and lowest rolls? 12.

>walk into thread
>were stupid enough to be fighting bluegill joe
>these stats:
>>1773467

holy mother of fuckballs hes gonna destroy us if he hits, god damn his mech is the definition of Critzilla.

>>1773568
Better turn on the biocore we have to pull out all the stops for this one.

>>1773609
Gets even dumber if you look at him versus a D rank Crew. 18 hits in one swing. That is 216 damage.
>>1773601
Less critzilla and more Glass Chainsaw. Even without crits, he just chews things up. Mind you, if he gets hit, he loses a limb or torso. It just takes one punch to get through.. though out of good sport, I saw just taking his arm with the sword.

>>1773627
That'll probably be enough since he would know that in a real fight we would have cored his cockpit.

>>1773627
the problem with your line of reasoning is that while his mech is made of paper, hes fast as almighty shit and he will destroy anything he hits, it doesn't matter if your made of glass if shits impossible to touch you.
bluegill joe owns a god damn monster of a mech.

>>1773640
Yup. Sides, we need to be at peak strength for what is to come. Same goes for Joe.
>>1773658
Not necessarily. It's got a few other issues the Nightmare A had. It can still be struck from behind. It's mobility is fast, but it lacks range. It's shield IS strong, but can be taken down by a grand cracker grenade or strong blast. That shield also can't block from behind.
There are ways to face it, but we are going to have to play smart.

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“Time to pass the torch?” Your drones detach from your mech's shoulders and hover around you like the petals of an ebony flower, slowly drifting back and forth.

He smiles over vidcomm, shaking his head slowly, “Perhaps. The truth is, you've shown up Jupiter's finest time and time again. It's bad for morale, and that's why I was given permission to do this. It isn't why I'm here, though. I'm here because we should settle this as men, to see which of us is really better. In the battles to come, someone is going to have to step forward as the premiere ace of the Solar System and take the fight to Avalon. Don't judge the Paladins by your Countess, I've fought the Golden Duke, and he's...the strongest opponent I've ever faced since abandoning my old name. Worse still, he's decisively the second-strongest of the Paladins, I gather their leader remains on Lorien, the capital planet of the Principality of Avalon, and pilots the mech Roland. His rival is a man who I could never beat when we were children. As for the Duchess who Fairchild captured...and lost...I believe she was the spiritual heart of the team, a mystic, but I wouldn't take her skill lightly either. Anyway, I've turned my recorder off for this fight, I...and certain others...just want to know where you and I stand relative to each other.”

“The Duchess was lost?” You question blankly.

He nods solemnly, “A member of the pirate fleet Five Man Band infiltrated their vessel, slaughted his way to the brig, released her, slaughtered his way to her mech, and then left. He made no secret of his identity, I believe he wanted us to know. The...blood autograph on the mechbay wall spoke volumes.” His voice is thick with distaste, “Even without speaking of his monstrous behavior and penchant for inflicting pointless death, as a swordsman he disgusts me. He has fine technique, but he relies heavily on the strength of his unnaturally augmented body, taking risks and hits he doesn't need to just to enjoy his victims' despair and slaying messily rather than fighting efficiently. I do not think it requires argument to say that whichever of us finds him first gets the privilege of ending his existence.”

[Continued]

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“Agreed.” You look at his mech again, and sigh, feeling slightly gloomy. “I guess this is why they say you should never meet your heroes.”

“I have no intention of killing you, and I hope it's mutual.” He remarks.

“I'm surprised General Fairchild hasn't ordered you to.” You respond, saying plainly what's been on your mind.

He smiles, a quiet, content smile, “General Fairchild is no longer in any position to give those orders, whether or not she is aware of it yet. My permit to duel you comes from higher up the chain of command. From the very top, you might say. Whether or not there is sufficient evidence to imprison her for the crimes many believe she has committed, her personal failings as a commanding officer have finally caught up with her.” He twists the cane, and draws it apart, beam emitters springing to life. The shimmering, brilliantly white blade of his beamsaber is considerably longer than his mech is tall, and about as wide, while the shield is a circular disc that glows like the full moon does in Ancient Terran stories. “I never did thank you for Suleiman 1.”

“I never did understand how she managed to keep you on California Station while that was going on.” You reply.

He smiles bitterly, “Naomi Heim. I was aware of her identity, and the General used her injuries as an excuse to keep me restrained. Considering her high priority as an asset, none of the senate batted an eye at it. They only saw a weapon to be used, not the girl I had come to accept as one of my pilots.”

You nod, not relishing what's about to happen as much as you expected. “There's just one other thing I was wondering. Well, two, really.”

“Go ahead and ask, we have all night.” The Colonel replies placidly.

[Continued]

>>1773362
Doesn't Joe have an 11 in Mecha Weapons?

>>1773821
>>1773362
Er, Mecha Melee.

>>1773355
>10 Mecha Pilot, 10 Mecha Brawl.

Hows our hand to hand? 9?

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You point at the sword, “What in tartarus is that?” You try not to sound petulant.

He laughs, “A gaudy, ugly monstrosity that has nonetheless managed to win my affection somewhat. This weapon is a gift from the Terrans. We...can't replicate it ourselves, although Bucephalus and Bahamutcorp have tried their utmost. To achieve this kind of power output with our OWN technology would require an entire mech just to serve as its power plant. Perhaps it was as a show of strength. Perhaps they have built something into it to betray me if I ever turn it against them. Perhaps that's one of the reasons I want to see whether you can defeat me yet. If not now, then someday. What was the other question?”

“...Isn't your SOUL mech the S-Lionfish? I've heard it mentioned a few times.”

He continues laughing, shaking his head, “S-Lionfish...it would never do for a SOUL pilot to be using a Bluegill, even this Bluegill, and it would make my identity immediately obvious. The S-Lionfish is not a mech itself, it is a suit of armor for my Bluegill Custom. It obscures its form, makes it roughly as large as the S-Betta, and provides me with additional options for fighting masses of enemies. I'm still trying to decide whether or not to call it for facing you.”

You shrug, “Don't hold back on my account, go all-out.”

He shakes his head, “That's not my motivation. It slows down the Fencer slightly. Not much, but enough.” He smiles, “Alright, I think I am being a little reckless, hoping to win this in a single blow. And selfish. After all, to engage in this fight as Joseph Muragi, piloting my Bluegill, is a sensation I had missed more than I dreamed. No, to do this at my best, I will need the Lionfish.”

He clears his throat, and taps in a channel on his communicator, “Lionfish Server, initiate startup.”

“Lionfish Server responding. Request verification?” His own voice repeats over the line.

“Justice and Peace.” He says solemnly.

“Vocal patterns authenticated, launching parts.” The server replies. You see the Cincinnatus cresting the edge of the colony, and a sudden flash of light. You shield your eyes, and wonder if it just fired a missile.

The approaching objects move about as fast as a missile, a misshapen framework of bone-white metal that wraps around the Bluegill from behind, fastening tight to its spine.

“Lionfish system, online.” Muragi intones, “Spines, activate!”

Dozens, no, hundreds of metal ribs slam shut around the Bluegill's torso and limbs, giving them extra length and thick, overlapping, ornate armor. An ornamental, Greek-style crest stands up above the Bluegill's otherwise unaltered head, giving you a hint where Pierre got the idea for where Pierre got his Swordtail's aesthetic from. Tiny, multijointed limbs unfold from the limbs and spine of the mech, needle-thin beam sabers springing to life to surround it with a forest of quills.

[Continued]

>>1773839
We mastered the void fist so I believe it is 10 now.

>>1773847
>Bluegill turns into the fuckin Tallgeese

>>1773847
I remember mentioning a mech with great MV being put inside command armour months and months ago. Looks like this is what you said used that.

>>1773847
AND THEN SHIT GOT REAL.

>>1773847
Is the S-Barracuda a thing?

>>1773847
>We made Joe go straight to his second form
Real boss battle in coming

>>1773847
>bluegill is now a tallgeese
>in addition he still has the ultra bullshit sword
this is gonna be painful.

>>1773847
The Hype is real

Don't mind me, just checking my math before the fight, making sure the Lionfish Command Armor is 100% kosher.

>>1773915
its honestly probably not but i don't think it matters cause bluegill joe.

>>1773915
i say let it be broken. we are fighting the secret boss.

>>1773915
>Is this the Mr. Bushido moment where beneath the weaboo monstrosity that is the GNX-Y901TW Susanowo lies an OverFlag?

>>1773924
>>1773929

No, I think I actually UNDER-did it because I misunderstood how balance verniers work and that systems contained within command armor do NOT have their weight added as usual. An easy fix, though.

>>1773953
well fuck.
BRING IT ON!

>>1773915
Man, I don't even know anymore. I know there are parts that can become command armor with a action. I know that quick swap parts can work as well in that way. But putting them together is something I have never done.

>>1773953
>It just keeps getting stronger
I really want to know what our odds of winning are.

>>1773960
3-7 odds and not in our favor.

Rolled 30 (1d100)

>>1773960

>>1773955
i am loving this more and more

>>1773960
Well.. it is Heavy striker now by the sounds of it. With EXTRA SP, and requiring us to burn through both layers. In essence, it has two health bars. It also has no penalties to it's weight.

>>1773969
>>1773970
Dang.

>>1773974
Good thing we can now do bonus damage by burning luck.

>>1773981
Well.. we might not have to. It may be Heavy Striker, but our bits are Light heavy arms. If we maneuver them behind, they could dismember the arm.. since it does damage Directly to the servo.

>>1773996
Hopefully we'll be able to activate our biocore and draw out its power.

LIONFISH COMMAND ARMOR

Sidenote: Yes, these weapons have weight, and there is an adjusted weight at the end of this section. That doesn't affect MV or MA, which drops by a flat 1 due to the balance modifier imposed by the armor.

Special Weapon:
Lionfish Spines: WA +1, 6K (1K of structure), EMW (treats SP as 4 less than usual), Attack Factor 5 (automatically attacks up to 5 separate adjacent enemies each turn, will not attack an individual enemy more than once without using up Actions), 30 CP, 3 Spaces, 0.5 Tons

[Medium Weight Head] +2 Spaces, +1 (Beta) Armor SP (5 total), Target Analyzer (5 CP, 1 Space), 1 Thruster, 7.5 CP, 0 B.Mod
[Heavy Striker Torso] +10 Spaces (+7 with Balance Vernier), +5 (Beta) Armor SP (9 total), Lionfish Spines x2 (3 spaces for one, 2 for the other with 0.5 CP of Space Efficiency), 2 Thrusters, 0.2 Balance Vernier. 77 CP, 0.2 B.Mod.
[x4 Heavy Striker Limb] +6 Spaces, +3 (Beta) Armor SP (7 total), Lionfish Spines x 1 (3 spaces), 3 Thrusters. 40.5 CP, 0.2 B.Mod.

Total Speed Increase: 15 Thrusters spread amongst the various servos for a total of 30 and a speed of 1350 meters per turn with Balance Modifier taken into account.

Weight Modifier: Used only for grapple-related purposes, does not affect MV. 31.5 Tons pre-Weight Efficiency.

MV Modifier: -1, total of -2 with existing stats.

Total Cost: 246.5 CP

>>1774037
Do each of those 6 spines attack the thing that comes into range?

>>1774037
27. That thing has a MA of 27 and a attack factor of 5. Bloody hell.

>>1774053

Yes. Each can attack up to five opponents per turn, BUT can't attack a single opponent more than once each. That means, in single combat, he's limited to six free attacks from the Lionfish Spines plus his sword attacks, at the cost of a bit of maneuverability, which is why he hesitated to use it since he trusts his own swordplay. On the other hand, you are his ally and knowing what the Lionfish can do is good if you're ever teaming up to fight Avalonian forces.

>>1774057

You know what the great thing was about Tallgeese? It's whole shtick, at least originally, was being (a) just a big Leo and (b) being SO FAST PILOTS DIED USING IT.

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The last plates close around the Bluegill's head, encasing it in a proud white helm, and the S-Lionfish salutes you with its sword, a halo of additional thrusters lighting up. You can only imagine the ominous rumble. A vivid purple gleam shines from the eyeslit on the helm, and Colonel Stern's voice roars like a lion, “JUSTICE AND PEACE, GLORY TO JOVE!”

You're aware that you're grinning like a madman, and abruptly you realize why. You've never been so excited for a fight in your whole life. Sure, there have been fights you really, really wanted, but this is against Him. Your childhood hero. A man who intimidated you with his presence even before you knew who he was. The arch-pilot of SOUL as SOUL was meant to be, the SOUL Caesar, Samantha, and Pierre believed in. The man even Clemmy is afraid of...and he's facing you as an equal.

Miles is calling your PC. You ignore her. You ignore her without question. Your vision seems to blur a little, then sharpen abruptly, your senses feeling more awake, more alive. You can feel every part of the Knuckle Kaiser moving, the drones stiffening into stiff-fingered spears and starting to rotate like four massive rotary drills. Power surges through your being. Not like before, where you almost felt drugged. It's less intense, less powerful...but it's THERE.

Brilliant blue-green witchfire from your thrusters, and a sky-blanketing comet of purple light from his, illuminate the void as you charge towards each other.

You're not sure if it's you or the mandrake who turns on the music.

'Carry on my wayward son. There'll be peace when you are done. Lay your weary head to rest. Don't you cry no more.' The instruments of Kansas kick in as you clash.

>[Roll 1d10+7]

Rolled 5 + 8 (1d10 + 8)

Oh, right.

Rolled 8 + 7 (1d10 + 7)

>>1774113

Feed me 1d10+19s. You might just have this.

Rolled 7 + 19 (1d10 + 19)

>>1774133
We can do it, I know we can.

Rolled 8 + 19 (1d20 + 19)

>>1774133
Go Dice, GO!

Rolled 1, 7 = 8 (2d10)

>>1774145
>>1774146

Rolled 7 + 19 (1d20 + 19)

>>1774133
YAMERO!

Rolled 8 (1d10)

>>1774150

One autoparry, one parry with maneuver expended versus 27.

Rolled 2 + 19 (1d20 + 19)

>>1774158
More Dice?

Rolled 8, 8 = 16 (2d10)

>>1774158

That should be 2 maneuver, ahem. He wasted one, but that's a block!

By the way, your drones DO count as separate targets for the purposes of the swordfish spines. You both get additional attacks from your individual special systems, your halo of fists and his armor of spines, and both have their own advantages and disadvantages.

>>1774151
>>1774164

Oh yes, more dice.

Rolled 3 + 19 (1d10 + 19)

>>1774169
Punch his lights out

Rolled 16 + 19 (1d20 + 19)

>>1774169
More Dice it is then

Rolled 16 + 19 (1d20 + 19)

>>1774169
Oh dear gods! The madness! Give this a +1.

Rolled 7 + 19 (1d10 + 19)

>>1774169
Why is everyone rolling d20?

Rolled 6 + 19 (1d10 + 19)

>>1774185
..... fuck I've been rolling the wrong dice

Rolled 2 + 19 (1d10 + 19)

>>1774186
hang on, this a d10.. try it again, still has +1

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>>1773847
Finally get back and see that the Lionfish is one of my favorite mecha of all time.

Rolled 4 + 19 (1d10 + 19)

>>1774169

Guess I'd better stop lurking and start rolling, then.

Rolled 9, 8, 8, 3 = 28 (4d10)

>>1774173
>>1774190
>>1774191
>>1774193

And the first four from your drones...only four more!

>>1774211

Holy fuck he's dodging everything.

Rolled 6 + 19 (1d10 + 19)

>>1774211
Fucking hell Joe

Rolled 9 + 19 (1d10 + 19)

>>1774211

>>1774217
He's got a -2 to his thing, remember? so his should be at 18 base.

Rolled 1 + 19 (1d10 + 19)

>>1774211
Fight Kaiser FIGHT!

Rolled 8 + 19 (1d10 + 19)

>>1774211

Rolled 3 + 19 (1d10 + 19)

>>1774211
BRING IT ON OLD MAN!

Rolled 6 + 19 (1d10 + 19)

>>1774211
Man, hope you all took your slayer oaths.

Thank god we don't want to kill each other.

Rolled 6, 4, 6, 8 = 24 (4d10)

>>1774198
>>1774219
>>1774225
>>1774229

And the climax of your turn!

>>1774226

I know. He's still dodging the fuck out of the Kaiser's drones unless one of these hits.

The amazing thing about this fight is that unlike fighting Loriette you're both capable of oneshotting each other and are basically playing ultra-DPS rocket tag with your fists and sword

Rolled 8, 7 = 15 (2d10)

>>1774237

Parries versus 25 and 28! Two Maneuver/Luck to each!

>>1774237
A true duel. And yea, the whole Tallgeese being so fucking rad it pulped the pilots innards is one of my favorite things about it.

>>1774239

A FUCKING HIIIIIIIIT!

>>1774225

WHAT ARE YOU AIMING FOOOOR?

>>1774246
HIS ARM ANON, BURN LUCK TO DEAL EXTRA DAMAGE

>>1774246
AAAWWWWWWW SHIT!

>>1774248

You don't actually have to do that. The command armor gives more armor and spaces, not additional structural kills.

>>1774246
going with this >>1774248 plus 4 luck

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>>1774248
DO IT!

>>1774253
to be completely honest, i read the Mekton rule book when the tourney arc started and god damn did it confuse the fuck outta me. i am not a very clever man when it comes to math

>>1774254

Nixing the luck expenditude because it's not needed unless somehow I missed something because it looks like your base fist damage is enough to rip off his arm even through the command armor. It's now his turn.

>>1774264
>he's not giving up
Sssssshiiiiiiieeeeet. Time to get our limbs removed boyos. Swapping sword arms here we go.

>>1774264
Understandable

>>1774267
If this was a real fight we would have cored him right then and their.

>>1774267
Ambidextrous, or he's just that damn good.

>>1774272
>If this was a real fight we would have cored him right then and their.

And he would know that, so he knows that just then he lost. You can't bring up the real fight thing as if it is a real argument in a fight that isn't a deathmatch. It falls flat on its face.

>>1774272
Of course, but killing Bluegill Joe would be a terrible tragedy. "I would sooner destroy a stained glass window than an artist like yourself"

>>1774276
Of course, I'm just saying we basically beat Joe. Now lets see if we can beat him for real.

>>1774272

About that. You got one hit with your drone, it isn't enough to finish his torso off because it's not linked the way your fists are. Going for the arm is honestly the right choice.

Besides, both of you are good enough to eject from a destroyed torso. Of course he wasn't going to give up with just his sword-arm gone.

Rolled 2 + 17 (1d10 + 17)

>>1774292

Rolled 2 + 19 (1d10 + 19)

>>1774292
>>1774297
We could have if we spent luck right?

Rolled 4 + 19 (1d10 + 19)

>>1774292
Come on, dodge!

Rolled 7 + 17 (1d10 + 17)

>>1774292

Rolled 2 + 17 (1d10 + 17)

>>1774301
Wrong modifier

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The S-Lionfish is so fast that it seems as if you've barely crossed any distance at all before it's right in front of you, plasma flaring up as it reverses its thrusters to avoid ramming right into your larger, bulkier mech just as the instrumentals end.

'Aaaaaaaaaaaahhhhhh~' Sighs Kansas.

You swing hard with a right cross, but he interposes his shield, and with a flick of his leg thrusters swivels his mech just enough to catch your low left uppercut with his shield as well. You jab twice, but he calmly steps back and sideways away from each one, weathering the storm of blows.

'Once I rose above the noise and confusion...'

You've never felt this before, the sensation of facing someone so strong. Yes, this battle might be over at any moment, when one of you breaches the other's armor, but the seconds feel like a lifetime. That sword, that sword is death in his hand. You can't let it near you, you have to end this now before he gets the chance to make a clean strike and cut your mech in half.

'Just to get a glimpse behind this illusion...'

Two of your drones, following your shouted commands, slam into the colony hull behind him like meteors but he darts forward right out of their reach. The others grab at him, and he spins to avoid them, the fingers closing just inches from the flawless, white armor of the S-Lionfish. He smacks one aside with his shield, raising his sword high overhead to split the Knuckle Kaiser in two...and your last drone turns in midair, clenching into a fist and rocketing towards him from behind, hitting his right shoulder so hard the arm shatters, armor and all, the blade flying away.

'I was soaring ever higher...'

You're panting for breath, shocked at how fast your heart is pounding, but you're riding the adrenaline rush, “Got you!” You crow.

“Very good, but I'm not finished yet!” The spines whirl into motion, and the S-Lionfish charges, shield held in front of itself. Its lesser spines may not be AS deadly as its sword, but it has a lot of them!

You were expecting him to go for his sword, drop his shield, and try to hit you...but he's clearly aware that with your huge, advanced shields, he would only get a single strike. It's not often you face someone else who can scan their targets like you can.

>[Feed me 1d10+17s!]

I'm just gonna say, Bluegill Joe just dodged all but one hits from a Light Heavy-tier Mech with a biocore and fist-funnels with nothing more than a souped-up Bluegill with a bigger engine and a beamsword and shield. The Cajones on Joe can plug a black hole.

Rolled 7 + 17 (1d10 + 17)

>>1774292
Ohhh we are going to have to spend luck, aren't we? Bits! Serve as meat shields!

Rolled 2 + 17 (1d10 + 17)

>>1774310

Rolled 10 + 17 (1d10 + 17)

>>1774310
Welp stop using dice macros. It makes you not pay attention.

Rolled 10 + 17 (1d10 + 17)

>>1774310

>>1774300
>>1774308
>>1774314
Welp, its over.

Rolled 1 + 17 (1d10 + 17)

>>1774310

>>1774311
>beamsword and shield.

You do mean a beam-WMD, right?

>>1774321
Not really, he doesn't have his sword and we can still parry.

Rolled 3, 4, 1, 7, 6 = 21 (5d10)

>>1774300
>>1774307
>>1774308
>>1774313
>>1774314


Fair warning there are going to be a shitton of attacks this turn. He's assaulting your drones first, he has five sets of Lionfish Spines remaining. Basically, five free attacks on each of your four drones, five free on you, and then two normal attacks on you.

Rolled 4 + 17 (1d10 + 17)

>>1774310
Good thing the beams aren't linked together. Shield is going to be ribbons though.

>>1774321
Yeah no, he doesn't have his doomblade anon. We're still in the game.

Rolled 1 + 17 (1d10 + 17)

>>1774326

>>1774326
Parry with our fists! They are still EMWs!

>>1774326

So 27 attack rolls, and 27 dodge rolls in total then?

>>1774322
>>1774334
This betrayal, Dice why?

Rolled 8, 1, 9, 10, 2 = 30 (5d10)

>>1774326

Roarke's drones are pretty sturdy since they're essentially his arms minus shields, the Quick property, or a harpoon That said, four hits to that drone destroys it. One drone down.

>>1774317
>>1774318
>>1774322
>>1774327
>>1774334

Second drone.

>>1774336

Parrying with your fists is only effective when he's not trying to hit your fists.

Rolled 9 + 17 (1d10 + 17)

>>1774326

Woops forgot to roll.

Rolled 4 + 17 (1d10 + 17)

>>1774348
Guess we keep rolling

Rolled 10 + 17 (1d10 + 17)

>>1774348
Yameroooo!

Rolled 9 + 17 (1d10 + 17)

>>1774348

Rolled 3 + 17 (1d10 + 17)

>>1774348

>>1774338

Yes, you can see that the S-Swordfish is meant to handle crowds OR aces with relatively undiminished effectiveness, and was built that way in part as a response to the number of Paladins that favor drones.

Rolled 10 + 17 (1d10 + 17)

>>1774348
FFFffffuck.

Rolled 5 + 17 (1d10 + 17)

>>1774348

Rolled 2, 10, 10, 4, 8 = 34 (5d10)

>>1774348

Two drones down. It looks like they can take two hits each.

>>1774351
>>1774353
>>1774359
>>1774367
>>1774368

Rolled 5 + 17 (1d10 + 17)

>>1774381
Keep going, he can't last forever.

Rolled 3 + 17 (1d10 + 17)

>>1774381
So we our drones can only be hit once? Madness!

Rolled 8 + 17 (1d10 + 17)

>>1774381

Rolled 1 + 17 (1d10 + 17)

>>1774381

By take two hits each does that mean take two hits to kill, or they can survive two hits? I'm thinking the third hit kills because we failed three dodge rolls for the drone right?

Rolled 6 + 17 (1d10 + 17)

>>1774381
>>1774388
Madness? We're facing the Veteran of Orange Pekoe, the Annihilator of Gorgons, the Man who stood against a thousand Pirates!

Rolled 2, 7, 8, 8, 6 = 31 (5d10)

>>1774376
>>1774379
>>1774384
>>1774388
>>1774391

Three drones down. One left.

Rolled 5 + 17 (1d10 + 17)

>>1774401

Rolled 5 + 17 (1d10 + 17)

>>1774397
The guy who ate at an all you can eat buffet.

IN MODERATION!

>>1774381

Rolled 1 + 17 (1d10 + 17)

>>1774401
We need to end this our next turn.

>>1774417
We may have to get behind him and go for his back. We'd be down a attack, but we would be anyways thanks to that shield. Luckily it doesn't cover his back and we won't have to worry about it.

>>1774428
Solid plan, we should take out the other arm to keep that sword out of play.

Rolled 5, 3, 10, 8, 9 = 35 (5d10)

>>1774401

Your drones have all been eliminated, some by a very narrow margin.

>>1774392

Yes, the third hit kills.

>>1774392
>>1774397
>>1774405
>>1774406
>>1774417

I still need two more. And NOW you can parry.

>>1774430
Well, we are down our bits now. That means our punches are mated. Two hits should take down the torso. With a bit of luck.

Rolled 3 + 17 (1d10 + 17)

>>1774438
Come on luck don't fail us now.

Rolled 10 + 19 (1d10 + 19)

>>1774438

Rolled 2 + 17 (1d10 + 17)

>>1774438
Oh gods, this is a nightmare.

Rolled 7, 6 = 13 (2d10)

>>1774438

Jesus, Joe. You autoparry that first one but still need parries versus 28, 26, and 27...

>>1774444
>>1774445

>>1774446
its just drones, annoying as fuck yes, but we still can do things yo.
grit yo damn teeth.

>>1774449

...and 25. DO consider spending Luck/Maneuver on those parry rolls.

Rolled 9 + 17 (1d10 + 17)

>>1774449
add 4 luck

Rolled 4 + 17 (1d10 + 17)

>>1774449
Three luck

Rolled 9 + 17 (1d10 + 17)

>>1774449

Still +17 right?

We have 7 Luck + 4 Man still right? so +11 points to spend total guys. We'll have to spend luck for some of them.

+2 Luck/Man to this parry

Rolled 9 + 17 (1d10 + 17)

>>1774453
Gladly 4 luck

>all these people adding 4
>each time they roll a 9

So much luck, wasted. Aaahh the sweet madness.

Also, luck pool is totally empty now. Welp.

>>1774460
>I blocked three 9's

Welp, gonna kill myself now.

>>1774458

Success vs 28.

>>1774460

Failure vs 26.

>>1774463

Success vs. 27.

>>1774464

You don't have enough left so I won't accept it. You have 2 remaining and it's now your turn. Success versus 25. Amazingly you only took -1 SP to the torso (7 remaining), 2K to the torso (10K remaining).

It's your turn, rev up those 1d10+19s.

>>1774458
>>1774460
>>1774463
>>1774464
And now we have no luck for the attack. We definetly have to go for a charge to his back, and punch him. It'd be a 16 versus 19s.

>>1774469

Only +2 luck for my 9. I'll hope Wong just takes the over-spent luck from the rolls that didn't need the full +4. I think we'll still get hit once though.

Rolled 9 + 19 (1d10 + 19)

>>1774475

>>1774473

Looking at the math, it wouldn't have mattered. You're alright.

Rolled 5 + 19 (1d10 + 19)

>>1774475
HEAVEN OR HELL, LETS ROCK!

Rolled 4 + 19 (1d10 + 19)

>>1774475

Rolled 7 + 19 (1d10 + 19)

>>1774475
Going with what we talked about, right?

Rolled 4 + 19 (1d10 + 19)

>>1774475
It's time for the final moment. Do or die. A climactic battle!

Rolled 10 + 19 (1d10 + 19)

>>1774475

Rolled 4 + 19 (1d10 + 19)

>>1774475
ORA ORA ORA

Rolled 10 + 19 (1d10 + 19)

>>1774475

>>1774493
>>1774488
where the fuck were you guys?

Rolled 8, 5, 9, 2 = 24 (4d10)

>>1774480
>>1774482
>>1774484
>>1774485

>>1774497
...
I blame Captcha. It seems to lag for me or something.

>>1774502
i can understand that, it does that shit to me as well.

>>1774499

Oh, oops. You're slipping behind him, right? Ignore those second two, then! That's...two hits with the Kaiser's proper fists, linked together for maximum ORA.

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>>1774509
WE FUCKING BEAT JOE

>>1774516
FUCK. YES!

>>1774516
Dad would be so proud!

Thinking more, we fucking beat Joe with barley losing any sp or using void fist. Roarke is a fucking monster.

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'...But I flew too high.' Kansas warns you, as all of the S-Lionfish's spines stand on end.

It spins, a swift, practiced motion, slashing at dozens of angles at once...and the drone that took the Lionfish's arm floats away in pieces. His movements are hard to read, he's not so much hitting as putting his limbs and torso in close proximity so the spines can take his foes apart.

'Though my eyes could see...' A needle-like purple plasma blade skewers one of your drones through the sensor on its palm, two others piercing through it and causing it to detonate.

'...I still was a blind man.' A beam from his shield-arm's shoulder whips through another drone, slicing back and forth to cut it into chunks.

'Though my mind could think...' He stomps on one of the drones that had landed behind him, the sub-arms on his mech's calf hacking it down.

'I still was a mad man.' He casually drives an elbow and the blades on that arm into the last drone, surrounded by explosions. Simultaneously, blades on his mech's torso reach out for your main body.

Your shield intercepts the first between heartbeats. You stumble to the side away from the second stab of a narrow plasma needle. Your shields slam down in front of you, huddling behind them like a boxer behind his guard as dazzling flashes of purple light fill your vision, a flurry of blows that scar your shields (11 SP remaining on left shield, 10 SP remaining on right shield), but only one reaches through to slash the armor of your mech's chest (-1 SP, 7 remaining, -2K, 10 remaining).

'I hear the voices when I'm dreaming...' You've never been this close to losing. Not against Loriette, not against anyone. Even without his sword, he can cut you down with just his side-weapons. You can't retreat, the S-Lionfish is more maneuverable and much, much faster...and so you do the only thing you can do.

'I can hear them saaaaay!'

You advance, pushing forward and around the side that's missing an arm, dropping into a low horse stance and slamming your right elbow into the S-Lionfish's spine with the full force of Karen's sturdy pirate-made hydraulics. The smaller mech's feet lift off the hull, and your mech's blank faceplate swivels towards it.

'CARRY ON MY WAYWARD SON!'

Sparks fly up from the S-Lionfish's damaged thrusters and crushed needles as you turn on a dime and hammer your fists into its back, pounding its armor to scrap despite the cosmetic damage incurred by its plasma needles.

'THERE'LL BE PEACE WHEN YOU ARE DONE!'

Your knuckle-drills whir, sending white-hot spirals of metal corkscrewing through the air like confetti.

'LAY YOUR WEARY HEAD TO REST!' You whoop as the S-Lionfish goes dead, its back broken. It starts to slump, and you grab it.

'DON'T YOU CRY NO MORE!' You sing along, reaching into the mess of circuitry and ripping out the cockpit.

Colonel Stern is laughing over the comms, and you join in. "Alex would be proud of you, son. I know that, somewhere, he's smiling."

[Continued]

>>1774540

We just lost all our drones though.

Maybe Joe, after losing his sword+arm to the drones focused too hard on em.

... assuming we've beaten him.

>>1774544
>Joe jumps out of his mech with his cane sword and cuts off the Kaiser's arm

>>1774544
Still, we did really well. I mean the Oliver got much more fucked than we did. Though I don't know if the Oliver uses drones.

>>1774541
this is bragging rights if i've ever heard of them, god damn his mech is a fucking monster, especially with the tallgeese armor.

>>1774551
I'd laugh if he did lol.
>>1774552
Yeah. I was biting my nails hard the whole time. Rocket Tag indeed, just a good thing we knocked his sword away. If he had hit us with that...

>>1774559
That feeling when Wong said the two hits landed was amazing. Second hypest fight so far right behind the Lori one.

>>1774559
oh if we didn't decide to remove his sword arm we would have been properly right fucked cause that sword would have ripped us apart no problem.

>>1774565
12 kills, 4 attacks, and each hit above is another attack? Yeah, we'd be done in one.

So now its going to be official to all the big players in system that we are one of if not the best aces in Sol. We've really come a long way from where we started.

>>1774584
We took down a legend who was equipped with bullshit weaponry from mother earth itself. Got a feeling they may just make US war Marshall.. which will be fun to rub into Fairchild's face.

>>1774587
There probably furious now that they couldn't trick us into joining them when they had the chance. Now they have to deal with the fact we're coming to raid them.

>>1774587
now we must beat the Megabass solo

>>1774591
And we did it with a relatively simple machine for the price we're at.

>>1774598
nah we need either more drones or faster thrusters for that one, that major bastard has seriously got more bullets and drones and shit then an entire armada.
also i wouldn't put it past fairchild to highjack the damn thing and come after us with it after finding out all the shit thats coming down on her head right now, considering at this point in the timeline, she just lost her damn hitman dog and her hitdogs clone is way pissed at her for being supposedly backstabbing, roarke survived that mess, proceeded to beatdown bluegill joe, and will probably really soon get Caesers info to finally put down the she bitch.
war is on.

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He sighs, “Well...I don't think I could de-limb your mech completely with just my own sword and my remaining energy, so it's my loss. You win, Roarke.”

You laugh at the suggestion while taking it completely seriously, “I guess I do.”

“By the way, I noticed how fluidly your mech moved in combat. I've only seen that particular kind of responsiveness, that...liveliness...once before. It was when I was facing the Duke above the atmosphere of Mars. Did you take more than just virtue from your captive Countess?” He ribs you.

“I took what she gave me, and gave her what she deserved.” You reply without answering, understanding that he's referring to your mech's bio-frame. You glance towards his battleship in the distance, and the three squads of mecha launching from it, “So, what happens now?”

“Hold on.” He fiddles with his communications equipment, “...Show some respect and lower those weapons, the Pirate King and I had a friendly duel. The future of the System is in good hands.” He flips that channel back off, and smiles, “...and I feel as if, at last, I can rest a little. Things won't get easier after this. The Solar System League will be relying on you, the monster of the belt, now that you've proven your mettle over and over again. Not just against Avalon, but in the battles to come after that. Perhaps you'll even be the one to defeat Belegor, and become the greatest of Teacher's students. I could never follow in his footsteps, but maybe you are the one to truly comprehend the void style of martial arts.”

>[What say?]

>>1774603
We are pretty sturdy, honestly. 3 hits with those rave lasers to take down a drone, and our torso is buff as well. If we gamma armor ourselves, 8 kill attacks that aren't AP or EMW won't even scratch us. It would also make us blast and incendiary proof.

>>1774615
>“Well...I don't think I could de-limb your mech completely with just my own sword and my remaining energy, so it's my loss. You win, Roarke.”

>I don't think I could de-limb it -completely-
So he's saying he could at least de-limb it -partially-?

Shit I can't think of anything too say, all spaghetti here.

>>1774615
>Don't worry I'll protect our home, from inside and out. I mean where else am I gonna keep all my stuff?

>>1774625
i honestly think what would have ended up happening is he would have fucked up our black ogre with his sword, then we would have ended up fist fighting him against his swordplay in space. It would have been one hell of a fight and he probably would have lost but it would have been pretty bad for both of us.

>>1774625
I mean Master Asia said he learned void enough to adapt it to his own style so he can probably do kills of damage like us.

>>1774637
A fight between void style users would be incredibly tense considering if anyone hits their at least losing a limb or just exploding.

>>1774615
Big case of Irony, the Pirate King being a Hero. Some people might be mad. Still, why not? Who knows, maybe they'll make a game of me?

>>1774637

The issue is that there's a finite amount of Luck people have and the Black Ogre is a sturdy piece of pirate engineering.

>>1774665
thats true, that doesn't change what i said all that much.
besides which these are all hypotheticals, anyways theres a trillion pounds of shit still to do, like roarkes wedding, or him flipping his shit about Caesars info.

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>>1774669
While its still a ways away I can't wait until we showcase our new rides for the rest of our merry band of badasses. So many other things to be hyped about as well, I'm so happy!

>>1774669
You forgot the most important thing Bachelor party

>>1774683
oh god shit is gonna burn and everyones gonna be drunk as almighty shit.
someones gonna end up massively fucked up from that.

>>1774683
The question is, what sort of bachelor party is required for a man who is marrying 6 women?

>>1774688
>Baby Care product presents

>lots of them

>Like a lot

>>1774688
Hard liquor on the rocks, cigars and good music while having one last all out night out with the boys

>>1774688
It has to be something we can never realistically do again. Something legendary.

>>1774686
>>1774683
"What do you mean they flipped a frigate? Its in space you fools orientation doesn't mean anyth- wait its where!? How did they get it in water nevermind the station! And they sunk it!? "

>>1774701
My mind is going from 'stripping Fairchild's ship bare' to 'Every one go into their mechs and do the monkey.. while blaring the music to Fairchild's room.

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“It's a bit ironic, a pirate being a hero.” You remark.

“You haven't turned it down.” He points out.

You shrug, “I live here, this is where I keep my loot. I have to protect our home for the sake of my family and my crew.”

“Nation, son, you're a king now.” He reminds you.

“Them too.” You sigh, “...Do you think I'll do a good job?” It's not what you were planning to say, but he's Joe, you figure you would get a better answer from him than most people, and unlike the Undefeated he won't just whack you on the head and tell you to train harder. There's no real exercise for kinging.

“I think you'll try to.” As expected, his answer is more honest than comforting, “That should matter at least a little. You'll have people who are there to help you. You'll have your share of enemies, too, but you're more used to that than most people, and you haven't let it tarnish your soul yet. Trust Samantha, she's got a good heart and she loves you more than anything.” He gives you a thumbs-up, “Remember, fight for justice, so that we can enjoy peace.”

“I'M COMING TO GET YOU ROARKEY~ I SAW EVERYTHING, AND I'M NOT. GOING. TO. WAIT. YOU CAN'T STOP ME FROM PEELING YOU OUT OF THERE WITHOUT YOUR CUTE LITTLE HANDY DRONES~ WAHAHAHAHA~” You see a black and gold flash moving along the colony hull.

Your blood runs cold. You spot the nearest port you can enter the colony through and wager you can just about make it there before Clemmy catches you with her new sword drones. You grab the pieces of your drones, bundling them beneath your shields, and quickly excuse yourself before fleeing indecorously.

“YESSSSSSS! OH YES! RUN! I L O V E CHASING YOU!” Clemmy howls into the comms, her voice radiant with glee. You adore her but you have to have SOME dignity as King of Phaeton.

...You make it to a park before she catches up. It's not as private as you would have liked, but it's semi-secluded, and anyone within earshot likely flees from her wild laughter and jubilant howls as the two of you tumble together into some foliage, clothes rapidly becoming lost in the throes of passion. Miles tries to call you again and you ignore her even more.

[Continued]

>>1774701
Like going to Terra or egging Fairy's house

>>1774707
>Ignoring Miles again
Ohhh boy, this seems bad. I do not like that.

>>1774707
Oh Clemmy, don't ever stop being this adorable

>>1774707
>she knows
HO SHIT.
we are honestly never gonna hear the end of her talking about how we beat bluegill joe are we?

And then comes the question of where are we taking the girls for the honeymoon? Hell is Roarke even going to be lucky enough to get time for a honeymoon.

>>1774721
Six separate Honey Moons
Each planned by one of the wifes
Each trying to out do the others

>>1774722
That would take Roarke out of the fight for six weeks, no way would Sol let that happen.

>>1774725
6 oneday mini Honey Moons

>>1774721
Earth. We're going to Earth bois and not even super-duper "science is magic" bs is going to stop us

>>1774722
>implying Clemmy won't attempt to make her honeymoon doing something as badass as beating bluegill joe
>implying theres anything more badass as this other then taking on the megabass without getting BTFO.

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Some hours later, she's nuzzled up against you, naked, the grass tickling your bare skin, running her fingers over your bare chest with an amorous smile and nuzzling your neck just below your ear, murmuring your name. “Oh Roarke...” She sighs, eyelashes fluttering, “I'd think I was dreaming if I hadn't pinched myself. We're really getting married, aren't we? And...and you're not going to be running from SOUL anymore, are you?” You're surprised by how vulnerable her smile is, “Thank goodness, I'm just so happy, we got our happy ending after all.”

You nod, not completely trusting yourself to speak. “Clemmy...” You throw your arms around her and hug her tight, “You're so adorable. I can't get enough of you.”

“T-that's what I was going to say!” She protests, “Don't steal my words! Pay for them! With your mouth!” She assertively crawls up your body, lips turned up towards you.

You give her the kisses she wants, before asking what's on your mind, “...What were you doing out on the hull, anyway?”

She looks uncomfortable, and shrugs, “I heard something about another duel, and SOUL, and...I assumed something that turned out to be wrong, but instead I...I got to see something amazing. I can't believe you really beat him! It was so close!” She gushes, eyes shining with enthusiasm.

“What did you assume?” You ask, more to listen to her sweet, cheerful voice than out of any real worries, idly playing with her hair.

She glances away, “Just that you were dueling someone else. Not the Colonel. Just...” She sighs, “Sorry, I didn't mean to hide it from you. I thought you and Fairy were fighting. If you were, I had to be there. In case you got hurt. In case I had to stop her from hurting you. In case you did something that could get you in trouble later. Really, I had to be there no matter what, I know you both too well to stay away.” She lays her head on your chest, and kisses it, “I'd kill everyone to save you.” Suddenly, she perks up, “Oh no, I forgot!”

You blink at her, discomfited at the interruption in the snuggles, “Forgot what?”

She grabs your sunglasses out of the weeds, puts them back on your face, and kisses you again, “Miles was looking for you! She said it was really, really urgent! She, uh, said you should get ready because it might be a bit of a shock so...it could be bad news!”

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>>1774727
>Clemmy: Makes hers an adventure between her and Roarke where they go into bars and cause fights
>Sam: Pays someone to kidnap her and have Roarke come rescue her like the princess she is and rides away on a white horse "conveniently" left outside

>>1774736
>hes about to get Caesars news
guys Roarke is 5 minutes from going full on super saiyan in a god damn mecha quest.

>>1774741
The Kaiser V Maxes when he's not even inside it.

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You blink at her from behind your shades, pondering this. A beer shortage? Some problem with her cannabis garden? Maybe if Miles is being especially serious it's some actual logistical issue where she already has a solution but needs your approval so that she's not at fault if she messes things up. That new title might actually be giving your former First Mate some stress, for once. “I suppose I should go check.” You can't help sounding regretful.

“...You really are the cutest. I love you more every day.” Clemmy sighs, cupping your cheeks in her hands and touching tip of her nose to yours, “Go do your job, I won't be going anywhere. Ever.” She looks gleeful, “Tomorrow I become your wife~”

“Tomorrow I become your husband.” You steal another kiss and the two of you help each other get dressed, having a hard time NOT falling back into the plants and out of your clothes in the process.

Eventually, though, you manage.

You walk along the lake, still feeling disheveled, and decide to wash off. A quick swim should do the trick. After all, you're alone out here, far from the regular beaches, and with a rain cycle oncoming within an hour, judging by the warnings you heard from the various PA system outlets. You strip out of your clothes, hide them behind a boulder, and swim out into the warm, grey water. This part of the lake isn't really tourist beach, there are rocks along the shore, and a tall stand of bamboo that stretches out around a little cove, and in the spirit of exploration you swim out around its edge. The artificial light glimmers off the water, and in the shallows you see...

...A goddess.

Her hair is long and gold, the water taking it out of its usual shape and plastering it to her back, reminding you of ancient legends of water nymphs and selkies, and her form is perfectly highlighted against the greenery. Her proud breasts are bare, and water glistens on her skin, as if every curve was covered with jewels.

You stare at her, and as she becomes aware of her presence, she stares at you, startling and going to grab her sword before she recognizes you, “...Mon peasant boy?” She blushes, “Peeping is tres rude, you 'ave only to ask to see your Lori bathe.” As if determined not to look shy, she turns to face you fully, slipping into the water and swimming over to you, “I 'ave been 'oping to see you. Zhinking about you...daydreaming a bit, non?” She plays with your hair, smiling, biting her lower lip as she eases you back against a mossy boulder and climbs on top, “Mon 'usband...” She whispers, purring like a kitten as she leans down to kiss you, her bare thighs wrapping around your bare waist.

You have no choice, nor do you want a choice. All of her stress and worries, she vents in the way you've come to expect from a girl who loves swimming and dancing. She uses her legs.

It's a wonderful thing that there are so many hours in an afternoon.

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>>1774752
god damn it roarke, are you seriously gonna pork every single one of your wives before doing this god damn.

>>1774752
So.. placing bets, from surprise party crashers to 'Gas the Colony belt wars now' what do you think the bad news is?

>>1774755
I bet its a fake out and its news that one of the girls is knocked up.

>>1774755
Or, Ms. Calbot's back from the dead/ She ain't the First Mate.

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“...I know I had something I needed to do today.” You remark.

“Oui. Me~” She coos, snuggling into your lap with a borderline-drunken smile of pure happiness on her face.

“No, something related to work, not fun. I had to talk to someone about something. Richard? No, Miles. I forgot she keeps calling me.” You grumble. You could stay here on the shore of the lake all day with Lori.

“Noblesse oblige.” She nods, “Is she always such a demanding vassal?”

You groan, “You don't know the half of it! I bet it's something completely mundane and pointless that didn't actually need my involvement at all and she's already dealt with but just wants my input on.” You grouse.

“Oui, oui...but still...le king is le king. Being noble is difficult, non? Yet, tres important. Fret not, mon gallant Rowarc, I can teach you all zhere is to know about having le title and rank. Go. Go and be regal, be kingly, be le ruler unparalleled...and know your Lori loves you.” She smiles, and gives you a tender-hearted kiss, “By zhe way, 'as zhe mandrake been of assistance?” There's a tinge of smugness in her sweet smile, she must have heard and been hoping for praise.

“Twice now, wonderfully so. I couldn't have won without it.” You give her grateful kisses and feed her ego, “My darling.” You nearly call her Countess, but refrain, not sure if using the title would be rubbing salt in her wounds.

“Oui, oui~” She preens, “Zhe slayer of your brother and...'oo else?” She frowns suddenly, “'old on, 'twice'? You mean you activated le mandrake le first time you used it AND le second?”

“Well, yes.” You can't keep the surprise out of your voice.

She sighs ruefully, “Mon 'usband, even most Paladins, we activate le mandrake le first time in zhe controlled setting to prevent it going bersark...and few are so lucky as to 'ave it activate often after zhat. I, myself, 'ave only once and zhat was le first time.” She sighs, “Your opponent was?”


“My childhood hero, Jo-er, Ziemowit Stern.” You correct yourself before spreading his real name around.

“Oui? Which one is zhat?” She remarks casually, sounding curious but in the way women will ask about your day at work when they don't actually understand your job but still want to talk with and spend time with you.

“Colonel Stern, commander of the Cincinnatus, SOUL's senior ace and probably their best pilot?” You wonder if she knows ANY of the SOUL pilots.

Apparently she does, because she shoves you flat, “Do NOT tease! Le STERN!? Le CINCINNATUS!? MON ANSEIS LOST TWO DRILLS TO LE ARMORED STRIDER BEFORE LE DUC RESCUED ME!” She squeals, half-disbelieving.

You do remember her Paladin being damaged when you faced it, “He's an old friend and a good, respectable man. He knew my father when they were children. It was a gentlemanly duel.”

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>>1774769
Its like watching rumors start in real time.

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“...And you...won?” She stares down at you.

You nod, “Barely. I lost all of my drones, so don't feel too bad.” You give her a cheerful smile.

She harrumphs, “Bad!?” She leans down and kisses you deeply, stealing your breath and only releasing you when your heads are swimming, “Non. I feel...much less shamed at losing. Zhere are strong men, and zhen zhere is mon Rowarc. Mon beau~” She croons, then smacks her forehead, “Ah, Lori! You are being le pest! Poor Rowarc, mon beloved boy, go. I will not detain you. You 'ave your work and I 'ave to finish mon bath...I was supposed to get clean, but look, you have made me dirty again.” She smiles cheerfully.

You exchange a few more sweet words and promises and then depart, swimming back to your clothes and letting the warm day dry you out before getting dressed.

You see her watching you put your clothes on through a pair of high-tech rangeviewers shaped like antique opera glasses as you turn to ascend the hill, and realize she's been watching you change for some time. Her pink hair blows in the wind that ruffles the skirt of her long coat. Her smile is warm and rich as velvet. Your China Girl leans on the railing without shame, casually pressing her breasts forward against it to show off her cleavage and blowing you a kiss as you climb up the hill towards her.

“Darling, I've had such a trying day. We finished wedding rehearsals...and poor Fatima was SO put out at having to add poor, dear Lori even if she's been a LITTLE bit less harsh on her since those Avalonians abandoned that poor lamb here.” That poor lamb is a damned tigress, “Come talk to me, I missed you. First you go and kill that ghastly woman who probably hurt that nice girl who was in the tournament...and believe me, darling, if you hadn't killed her I would have~” She pats her the pistol at her side, drawing your attention to her hip, and holds out her hand to help you over the rocks at the top of the hill. You don't need the help, but it makes her happy, so you accept it and climb up. She feigns losing her footing and you catch her, and she takes that opportunity to kiss you, “...You're all damp and smell like the lake. It's thrillingly athletic, but it won't be comfortable walking back to the Rhinehawk with wet shoes.”

“I'll be alright, I've done worse.” You reassure her, “Duty never rests.”

“Well for a man who's getting married to ME tomorrow it can damned well take a number and wait for its turn to dance.” She mixes metaphors with casual disregard, “Let me spoil you, darling. A nice ride in a groundcar will be faster and much, much more comfortable. Don't bother protesting.” She pats your arm. The groundcar is a closed-top model, for once, in a pleasantly quaint neoclassical style with lots of plush upholstery and careful attention to luxury.

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>>1774788

3 Down.

I bet worst best girl mechanic is last

>>1774788
called it, hes gonna end up with every damn chick of his on the way too talk to miles.
god damn man, calm your libido.

>>1774793
Well it has to happen down.

Roarke wont be able to do the deed if he realises that cabot is still alive.

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Also unusual is that Red Siren isn't driving herself, there's a short-haired, familiar woman wearing an old-fashioned chauffeur's cap in the front seat.

“Good afternoon, Admi-er, King Starwind. Sorry, King Roarke. Pirate King Roarke? I've been saying Pirate Queen Rosita all day, so...that one rolls off the tongue, anyway.” Kathrine Archibald, Red Siren's First Mate, smiles awkwardly.

“And it never becomes less enchanting to the ear!” Rosita crows, bustling you into the back and sitting beside you, “I thought Kathrine would like a turn driving, so I recruited her.” In an obvious stage whisper, she adds, “...Also I'm interrogating her about her boyfriend. He seems nice, but as her friend, I have to be sure, you know?”

Kathrine turns beet red, “Alexander is wonderful.” She sighs, “He's so...so pure, so sweet, so romantic.”

“And also, we've been talking about my plans to add some...what's the word...oh, biodiversity! Yes, to add some biodiversity to the lake!” Rosita's voice is very chipper.

Kathrine winces, “My lady, I already told you, no. I'm putting my foot down. It's a danger to the tourists and the carefully-shepherded ecosystem alike to import those.”

Rosita pouts, “But they're cute! Those little dwaguns could never hurt anybody! The one that nice pet dealer showed me could sit on my hand and was so charming with those big, shiny eyes and that happy, smiling mouth!” She turns on you, clasping your hands, “Roarke, tell her I'm right. It was just the most dear little lizard...”

“They don't stay little.” Kathrine insists, “Saltwater crocodiles can be twenty feet long!”

“That's not so big!” Rosita whines, “Besides, I want one! I'll take good care of it!”

“Mhm, until it gets loose, and then you'll cry and be miserable until we find out the old man on the mountain is taking care of it.” Kathrine shows not a jot of sympathy.

Rosita turns shimmering, pleading eyes on you, “Da~rling~” Her lower lip wobbles.

“Twenty feet is just the usual maximum in captivity, wild ones can get even bigger. Magnificent animals, Species of Earth really had some wonderful footage of them dragging fully-grown cattle into the water and devouring them.” You remark.

“See, he likes them!” She protests.

Kathrine looks over her shoulder as she maneuvers the car back into the street, “My lady, your husband-to-be is one of the few people who could probably beat one with his bare hands.”

“Only probably!?” Rosita feigns shock, then laughs, “You're probably right, I didn't know they were that big. I like a rare steak as much as the next girl, but it's a short step from live cattle to live people, and I like my lake. We'll pass on the crocodiles.”

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>>1774797
stupid evil bitch and her stupid evil clone bullshittery.
You know the worst god damn thing about that, she might actually be as connected as fairchild to shit and may very well end up as Fairchilds replacement as general, thus switching from one pain in the ass too another.

>>1774800
Considering that the upper jovian leadership were not happy that the duel took place, hopefully that wont come to pass.

>>1774800
If they did they would have to worry about stopping Roarke from murdering her, and with what we just did they might just decide to side with us.

>>1774799
Wait is the image implying we're going to get a crocodile and name him after our brother?

>>1774828
i think the better question is should we make a Space version of the Crocodile Hunter?

It's pretty apparent that the Kaiser has gotten quite silly, so for anyone who's interested I worked out how much ought to cost nowadays. Between the drones and the biocore I make it out to come in at around about 970CP (the Lionfish, for anyone who doesn't want to perform basic addition, was about 700CP).

Coincidentally enough (assuming it to have the same equipment and the same camouflage systems as the Beta), the first mate's stealth Nightmare would come in very close to the Kaiser's cost, about 960CP.

>>1774845
Well, depending on how you figure multipliers into drone costs for things like stealth and biocore (since they benefit from them), the Knightmare and Kaiser might be closer to 800-odd CP.

Fell asleep, continue tomorrow.

>>1774845
>>1774856
...Or maybe it would be closer to 930-950CP if you worked out the multipliers like so...

A-anyway, no matter how you slice it the two would be pretty close in price.

>>1774615
>I took what she gave me, and gave her what she deserved.

Classy.

>>1774856
>>1774845

I want to either replace the Kaiser's shields with energy shields or add a ranged only reactive shield.

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Clemmy lap pillow when

>>1774845
Honestly, I think the Nightmare B(itch) might have something a bit worse than simply stealth. Kids at home, can you tell me what one of the major Gimmicks of Anubis from Zone of the Enders was?

>>1773355
Hey Wong, can we upgrade the Kaiser's right shield to be Active as well?

>>1775011
From the battle on Youtube, Imma guess teleporting?