YEAR: 2102:
Humanity creates Ethus, a highly volatile but powerful, clean, and unlimited alternative to all energy.
The Utopia corporation take control of the worlds government through their addiction to their new energy.
YEAR: 2123:
Hjertz Automotive creates the first CVF(Combat Vehicle Frames), the huge Mechas are powered by Ethus and cause major damage in any battle they are involved in. Other corporations starting building their own CVF's, the new nuclear bomb for any country looking to wage war.
YEAR 2138:
Utopia loses control of their Ethus generators to a group of freedom fighter organization known as Prometheus, who give the world fire from the gods.... but this fire does not bring peace like they hope. With their fire humanity attacks their neighbors and brings war like none have ever seen.
YEAR: 2147:PRESENT DAY:
From what I can tell North America is now the wild west small cities and towns seem to only last near what used to be Mexico. Besides the Ethus power junctions scattering in the Midwest, America is largely a vacant wasteland.
Actually so is most of the world: the super fortress in South Africa called 'Monolith' is cut off from the world, the last things close to what you could call 'armies' are in former China & Japan, now the 'The Red Monarchy' and their last remaining opponent is 'The Seaboard Frontier' in former Canada. Although they are a very small fraction of what used to be they still harbor the most power in comparison to the mysterious Monolith.
.......But none of it will last............

Overview: Steel Giants is largely a freeform, open world Mecha pilot RP, you will play the role of a Frame Pilot who is currently in the Midwestern Wasteland. You will begin as a team who are asked to do a single job and after that you are left to your own desires on how you would like to continue in the game.(stay in a team, split off into factions, join an army, become a bounty hunter etc). Your frame will be running on an Ethus battery and will need to recharge it once every 48 hours. Your CVFs or 'Frames' will have varying abilities based on points you assign it. Everyone has 15 Units to spend on one of 3 groups: Arms, Armor, and Agility.

Arms designated how many weapons you have and how good they are. So if you choose 20 grenades(2), a submachine gun(2), and a large armmounted cannon(4), you will have 8 units of Arms.
Examples:
Unit 1 : Hold Out Weapons(Pistols and small daggers), 10 packs of small items (Grenades, mines, ect)
Unit 2 : Guns, Melee Weapons, Basic Shield, Light Snipers
Unit 3 : Heavy Shield, Energy Weapons, Heavy Snipers, Heavy Weapons
Unit 4 : Rockets, Cannons, 2-Handed Melee

Armor designates how tough your armor really is with a 1 being it is made of wood, and 10 being impregnable.

Agility will determine more than just how fast you are but if you could even fly.
Examples
Units 1-3: Walkers
Units 4-5: Sprinters
Units 7-9: Jump Jets
Unit 10: Full Flight Engines (Major drain on Ethus)

Character Sheets:
You will have you CS in 2 parts, one for your Pilot and the Other for your MechaFrame.
PILOT
Name: (Full)
Age: (15-65)
Height:
Weight:
Background: (choose from: Mercenary, Freedom Fighter, Bandit, Drifter, Bounty Hunter, Refugee, Mechanic)
Bio: (Paragraph minimum, and I have left details of the world quite basic on purpose to give you more room to give a more freeform description, in short, the game's narrative builds around the players characters)
Description: (Text or Pic)

FRAME:
Name: (Factory Names, Nicknames or mix of the Both)
Description: (Pic Only)
Weight Class: (Arms, Armor, Agility)
Weapons Descriptions: (Detail which weapons you have and their unit class)
Additional Notes: (Extra Details on your Frame Go Here)
Past Encounter: (Optional, give a description of a note worthy mission/battle/adventure that this Frame has been on)



I will also be making a number of other Hjertz CVF's so let me know if you'd like to pilot one.

Would post CS, but sleep...

I am going to have to suggest that your AAA be Arms 2 if your hands are going to be used as a primary weapon. This mean that in creating your CVF the engineers specially designed your hands to give a beating when ripping apart other frames rather than other frames whose hands wouldn't be able to do the same kind of damage yours could when it comes down to fighting with their hands. At the same time others risk damaging their hands because they were not designed to damage the armor of another CVF.

Bosco said
I am going to have to suggest that your AAA be Arms 2 if your hands are going to be used as a primary weapon.

I thought you might say that. fixededed

PILOT
Name: Lev Stremitel
Nickname: The Black Baron
Age: 35
Height: 6 feet 2 inches
Weight: 240 pounds
Background: Drifter
Character theme:

Bio:
Lev is perhaps the last surviving man who can lay a legitimate claim to titular nobility in Russia, in this case the title of Baron rightfully inherited from his father Ivan Stremitel II, known as the first Black Baron, on the time of his passing. Raised solely by his father, a stern military man, as his squire and eventual successor Lev has lived his whole life marked by the knowledge of the noble blood coursing within his veins and the simple phrase "noblesse oblige", which have continually exhorted him towards greater, loftier deeds to set himself apart from the common man while at the same time driving him towards trying to attaib position of leader and protector for the people.

Lev is both fascinated and disgusted by this world engulfed in chaos where the strong force a brutal rule upon the weak while those in power choose to remain isolated or engaged in petty, self destructive conflicts. Seeking to distance himself from the common brutes roaming the lands he carries himself in the dignified manner of a knight errant, travelling the world to provide aid to those who cannot help themselves and constantly seeking to test and improve his own skill at arms for the ultimate goal of creating a new order under which peace may be achieved.

Description:
Lev is a tall, fair-skinned, brown-eyed leonine man whose facial wrinkles and slightly greying hair betray the middle age his body, built like that of a heavyweight prizefighter, is far from feeling or otherwise showing. Lev carries himself in the dignified, powerful manner of a man bearing the weight of nobility and honor on his shoulders, taking great pains to not appear dirty or disheveled. He keeps his mane of greying black hair neatly combed back and his thick beard soberly trimmed and styled, while his clothes, which consist of an all-black three-piece suit, discreet black boots and a black trenchcoat with his personal emblem embroidered over the heart, always look immaculate and brand new.

A note on practicality, while the ensemble is indeed worn with the thought of appearences in mind, it's definitely not just for show. Lev's vest is actually an expensive composite materials armor which makes it all but impervious to penetration from small arms fire, shrapnel and assorted melee weapons, which is not to say that the impact is completely nullified, but it's certainly far better than most other alternatives that aren't hardsuits. As for the trenchcoat, it is full of hidden pockets, allowing Lev to conceal an assortment of portable weaponry which can appear on his hands in the blink of an eye should the situation call for it.

FRAME:
Production name: HM Series B.Guard 004-RDL
Current Name: Svyatogor

Description:

Picture to be supplemented by the description below.

The Svyatogor is designed to be a sleek, elegant Frame which evokes the figure of a knight or a member of nobility decked in form-fitting black plate armor, modelled with sleek curves, flutings and ridges and decorated in gold spread throughout the whole outer armor in a style reminiscent of a certain painting of Emperor Charles V clad in renaissance plate, while the head remains undecorated save perhaps for the horizontal grid-like visor placed over the main cameras.

The unit itself, despite its basis in heavily armored figures, is a lightweight machine with little in the way of armor and unnecessary bulk that carefully integrates and camouflages its built-in flight system and network of thrusters to the unit's body in a functional and aesthetically pleasing manner. The machine also bears Lev's personal coat of arms on its right pauldron, a red heater shield emblazoned with two heraldic lions in gold holding up a white lance, with the inscription "The abuse of greatness is when it disjoins remorse from power" written on a scroll underneath.

Weight Class: 3 Arms, 2 Armor, 10 Agility

Weapons Descriptions:
-Prototype Nanoforged Ethus Sword "Kladenets" (2): A highly advanced weapon from the time before the collapse of civilization, devised when it was realized that close quarters combat between Frames was not only a possibility but often a decisive factor in engagements. Resembling a schiavona (a type of straight bladed, double edged, basket hilted sword) with an iridescent silver blade, ivory grip and polished brass pommel and handguard, the advanced nanotechnology employed in the forging of Kladenets already makes it an outstanding solid sword, harder than diamonds and frighteningly, perpetually sharp, but that is not the weapon's sole function: by connecting straight to the Frame's generator via an especially designed interface built into the Svyatogor's body and OS, Kladenets' blade can channel power straight from the Ethus Powerplant, sheathing the blade in crackling energy that increases its power and allows it to pierce through defenses that would normally repel solid blades. Furthermore, its basket hilt construction is not merely for show, as it's forged in a similar manner as the blade and can thus serve as an effective makeshift bludgeon and somewhat less effective defensive measure should the situation call for it. Kladenets needs to be carried around in a specially constructed full metal scabbard, colored matte white, as even without the Ethus Channel active the blade is dangerous enough to warrant it.

-"Udar Groma" Electrolaser Pistol (1): A peculiar weapon, rather than create an extremely high intensity continuous beam to "cut" through materials or a more traditional focused blast, what the Svyatogor's electrolaser pistol does is use its laser to create a plasma channel conduit down which a powerful electric current can travel down, essentially making the weapon a directed lightning gun. It's a low-efficiency weapon, not particularly good for dealing damage against heavily armored opponents, and its scaled down size means it lacks the power and range of larger guns. It shines, however, at staggering enemies: the combination of a sudden high-power electric discharge along with the resulting bright flash, sonic boom and the fact that an enemy craft just literally fired a bolt of lightning are quite effective at scrambling both pilots' and Frames' senses and knocking them off-balance for even a fraction of a second, enough for Lev to close in and finish the job with Kladenets. Externally, the Udar Groma is made to resemble a fancy dueling pistol made of ivory and brass, because it might as well match Kladenets in design, no?

Additional Notes:
The Svyatogor is designed for high speed close range skirmishes, its lithe frame not only houses an impressive array of thrusters spread all over the body, which grant it spectacular speed and maneuverability, but it's also set up to allow for a full humanlike range of motion, rendering it surprisingly agile though all of this comes at the cost of armor. To further add to its strengths, the unit is equipped with a built-in flight system which grants it full aerial combat capabilities, making it perfectly able to swoop in from the sky, eliminate an enemy Frame and quickly take off again, dodging enemy fire as it goes.

Also of note is its dangerous means of control. Rather than a standard cockpit setup, the Svyatogor is piloted by a Direct Feedback System, a complete movement tracing system that sees Lev strapped to a large, armor-like bodysuit complete with a face-obscuring display-mounted helmet, which subsequently attaches itself to the cockpit's control interface. The system allows for a remarkable degree of precision in Frame movement down to the finest joints and motions, increases response time and returns feedback directly to the pilot's body, allowing for a greater degree of "sense" while piloting.

Its benefits, while considerable, were generally believed to be offset by its drawbacks: the DFS requires a very physically adept pilot to start with, and even with active shock dampeners and life support systems it proved to be highly stressful on pilots' bodies, which combined with the lack of a quick escape method by the pilot should his craft be damaged to ensure a very high lethality rate during the system's trial run. Despite these shortcomings, Lev insists on retaining the system, claiming it's more personal nature, higher degree of control and "victory or death" element are particularly well suited for his craft and fighting style.

Past Encounter:
The speeding black shade came to a sudden stop, and for the first time since the engagement had started the young man could admire the machine's knight-like design, sleek and strangely elegant despite the somewhat gaudy golden decoration, and the deadly weapons which had taken out a whole squad of CVFs and which turned out to be a strange sword, complete with a sheath, and pistol both designed to resemble weapons of old. Coupled with the unit's insignia, painted on its right shoulder, it was all so ridiculous that he might have laughed, were he not the last survivor of a wiped out combat unit staring down a blade that had already carved up his former associates.

The young man was a mercenary. One of many who had taken the job of hunting down the mysterious Black Baron, a drifter who had offended a bandit lord by killing all his men. And while some people would've taken that as a sign that this Black Baron was best left alone, the bandit lord wasn't quite sane, which meant he hadn't really measured the risk, but was definitely quite rich in both money and supplies, which ensured mercenary cooperation. Though he disliked his employer and his "comrades" it was either this or running out of ethus, so the young man took the job.

He had the time to regret his decision as he attempted to organize a defense from the panicking rabble that had survived the first foray into the abandoned city where the Black Baron was said to be hiding. The idiots had just charged in, hoping to flush him out from the maze-like ruins with numbers and had gotten themselves picked off one by one, their screams blaring through the comm along with the booming of thunder in the distance. The enemy pilot was skilled and his machine superior to theirs, too fast, too nimble for them to catch up. And eventually he was the only one left, disarmed and at the enemy's mercy.

"You are cut from a different cloth than the rest of that scum. You organized the group, you never tried to run or abandon your allies and when it came down to it, you fought well. I can respect that". The killing blow didn't come. The black machine sheathed its sword instead and knelt down, the cockpit hatch opening to reveal a large figure strapped to a hellish contraption of a control mechanism. "The pilot of that thing must be insane", thought the young man, for he could only see a deathtrap with no rapid escape mechanism as the device slowly released the Black Baron. As it turned out, the Black Baron wasn't quite as massive as the device made him seem at first, but he was still a tall and muscular middle aged man, at least the greying hair and wrinkles gave that impression, dressed in a black pilot jumpsuit modified to connect to...whatever that thing in the cockpit was.

There was an imposing aura about the man and it wasn't just his size or the way he'd acquitted himself during the battle, but the way he stood there after a hectic engagement, not a hair out of place and completely unarmed, smiling earneastly to a defeated opponent who he refused to kill simply because he respected them. "Tell me, then" spoke the Black Baron and the young man listened "what is it that you fight for? Do you have a goal, a reason to be strong?". The young pilot smiled to himself as he began to open his cockpit hatch, damaged during the confrontation. The man standing in front him could be called insane, but he wasn't sure that was a bad thing, not in the crazy world they lived in.

PILOT
Name: Sean Argile
Age: 47
Height: 6'3"
Weight: 210 Lbs
Background: Currently a Mercanary
Bio: Sean has been many things since the war started: at first he was a freedom fighter, one of the titans fighting for Prometheus when they took the Ethus from Utopia... one of the raiders who took the J11's from Hjertz... now he was a mercenary taking money from men who hide behind walls. After the betrayal of his Brothers Sean left Europe to get a clean slate and start again. He has done more bad than he has done good... but he isn't done just yet and he plans to do the world good before his final day finds him.
Description:

FRAME:
Name: Hjertz Model J11 (The Red Brother)
Description:
Weight Class: Arms-8 Armor-3 Agility-4
Weapons Descriptions: The J11 Carries two arm mounted heavy machine guns fitted with bayonets.
Additional Notes: The J Model ended with the J11 before the factories finally closed and only 5 made it out to circulation. The infamous J11's were immediately stolen and since then 3 have been destroyed leaving only 2 left on the world. The J11's are notorious in europe but as of late only one has been seen often causing rumors to come up that the other had been destroyed or is travelling in a region unfamiliar with their reputation.

Past Encounter: The Red Brother may be the lesser compared to The Black Brother, used by the European warlord Jean Dupre, but is no less infamous for his acts against his other Brothers(Blue, Green and Orange). The Five had been travelling together for some time as Bandits when the trio decided they no longer wanted to be apart of this wandering band of raiders. Red and Black were then caught off guard by the three and forced to fight them at a disadvantage, but Black took his chance to run early on in the fight leaving Red alone with his three more righteous brothers.
Losing ground quickly as the three closed in on him, Red waited till they were nearly upon him to surprise Blue and pierce him with his bayonet, using his brother as mobile cover while opening fire on the others. The tables were soon turned as Red closed in on Orange and unloaded Blue on to him before turning his attention to Green and unleashing a wall of bullets upon him. Red ensured his Brothers were inactive before leaving with heavy damage and much to think about.

still room?

PILOT
Name: Joshua Stone
Age: 25
Height: 6'3
Weight: 190
Background: Mercenary
Bio: Stone wasn't a bad guy in his early years, despite all that was happening in the world around him, his was a fairly good guy. It was after his parents died that he started to lose hope but a woman changed that, a lovely, beautiful woman who loved him completely and him her. She two, would end up falling at the hands of a war he felt was never his own. Both his parents and his wife to be were taken from him during a conflict that left death and suffering in it's wake. Josh survived only by sheer luck but from that day forward, he vowed to change things.

Knowing that the world was already crippled, he couldn't save the world, but he could decide who lived and who died by his hand which now sported a steady position. He got up with some nasty folks, did a few jobs and earned his way up the ladder until a raid on a Ethus distribution center landed him in the cock pit of the formidable and silent killer, "Ghost". He never looked back, moving forward and putting rounds down the barrel of his weapon at whomever he deemed fit. Or whoever paid enough. His funds went to revolutionizing his mech and putting it in the top ten as far as distance shooters are concerned.
Description:


FRAME:
Name: Stealth Class CXT-11 (Goes by name of Ghost)
Description:
Weight Class: Arms=5 Armor=3 Agility=7
Weapons Descriptions: Modified Specter GXM Sniper Rifle ((Class 3)) Deployable Forearm Blade for CQC ((Class 2))


Additional Notes: Rifle Details= The Specter is a common rifle that Josh modified and poured money into making his pride and joy. It has a collapsible front barrel assembly so as to fit better on his right thigh when not in use and of course for a close quarters side arm. It is semi automatic though hardly the fastest rifle on the planet but beats a bolt action. Josh carries with him a variety of different ammunition, explosive rounds, corrosive, tracking caps, and naturally the hollow point. It has a next generation sight which allows it to see further than most standard scopes without being large and bulky.

Forearm Blade= His left forearm has been altered to house a deployable blade, it's length that of the class 2 nature allowing it to hold it's own in most CQC situations. It's deployment time is also an impressive transition from the stowed position allowing him to be able to defend himself if need be.

Gen 4 Jump Jets= Despite being the lower of the three possible Jump Jet assemblies on the market today, these still help propel him into the areas he needs to get into to set up his shot and equally as important, help him get out of his location if it has become compromised.

Past Encounter: Typically Josh works alone, at most, working in a two man cell. He takes the high ground and provides over watch for whomever he's working with. Despite being a Merc, he is very loyal to his team mates, unless given any reason not to. A trait that might get him hurt one day but so far, it's worked out for the best. Of the countless mission's he's done, some free lance, other's hired for substantial pay off. He's only met one other pilot that he dared say could be a friend. Jaufre Williams, riding in the daring IS-13 STINGER MDL III. His Mech was unlike any he'd seen before and his over all personality was very likable. He ran a couple missions with him back in 2154 and 2156 and decided to keep in touch ever since. They don't exactly share coffee together but Josh has been know to trust his Mech to the skillful hands of Jaufre before, as he was the only man who worked on his CXT-11 other than himself.

Black Plague - You are accepted, thank you for your fore thought.

Zero Hex - You are pending - - While I like the detail you have put into writing out your character and the theme behind it, we role players will look back on it later in the roleplay to refresh ourselves on just who you are and a wall of text isn't a quick refresher. I will at the very least need an image of your CVF before I can fully accept it.

Ravenxvoid - I hate your picture, in other news I only have accepted one person so yes there is still room.

Bosco said
Black Plague - You are accepted, thank you for your fore thought.

FIRST BLOOD WOOT

I suppose my CS is as complete as it's gonna be. I will finish the past encounter but that is partly why I'm writing this. A lot of us are Mercs, which means if any kind of reputation precedes us or we've ever worked in the past, it would be cool to incorporate into my encounter that I worked with someone so if anyone desires to be mentioned, I will gladly do it because I think it's cool. Plus it means I have someone to talk to once the team is put together.

I'd be cool with that.

PILOT
Name: Anthony James Sweet
Age: 34
Height: 5’9”
Weight: 159 lbs
Background: Freedom Fighter

Bio: Anthony’s father was a oil rigger from South Texas who had heard the Utopia Corporation’s need for riggers to help drill for one of the major components needed to synthesize Ethus. With no other family than Anthony he packed the old pickup and made way for Brazil. For awhile the money was good, that was until his father got the taste for gambling at the local clubs after work. It just so happened one day a mysterious man joined the gaming tables with enormous luck. He won all of Anthony’s Father’s pay for that week. Eager to win it back in a fit of desperation he asked what the man wanted. The man mentioned he was gathering men for an expedition. Anthony was handed over to the man the next morning as a young teenager fit as a cabin boy. After years of being molded into the soldier he was to become the man finally revealed to Anthony his true intentions.

When the war started after Prometheus liberated the Ethus generators and several of their frames Anthony finally saw the error of their ways. He saw fit to somehow one day free himself from them and end what they started. A few years ago he saw his opportunity and took it. One night during a raid in the middle of the skirmish that followed he disappeared from the battlefield. Now a drifter he makes due with what odd jobs he can find along the border of the wasteland.

Description:

FRAME:
Name: Artillery Class 10-8051 Gourai Model 12
Description:

Weight Class: Arms(5) Armor(5) Agility(5)
Weapons Descriptions: Class 4 120mm low recoil shoulder mounted cannon, and a Class 1 AK-14T anti-armor knife
Additional Notes: Height=15 meters, Weight=20.6 metric tons, Propulsion=Landspinner II track wheels, Armor=Luna Titanium alloy. It's main role is fire support for other forces with its 120mm low recoil cannon that can fire a number of different projectile types such as armor piercing, anti-tank, high explosive, and HESH in both direct and indirect fire modes.
Past Encounter: TBR

PILOT
Name: Shaun Dean aka "Dee"
Age: 32
Height: 6' 2"
Weight: 210 lbs
Background: Mercenary/Mechanic
Bio:

Description:

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FRAME:
Name: Lokhit LRI-X-P Ver. V, "Anemoi"
Description:

Weight Class:

Weapons Descriptions:

Additional Notes:

Past Encounter:

Garrison - Accepted

Big Slamm - Accepted

Lyzan - Accepted

So right now we are nearing Max capacity and I will probably be accepting 2 more. To give everyone a fair shot I will be waiting till May 1st to choose.

Name: Jack Conway
Age: 17
Height:6'2"
Weight:180
Background: Refuge/Bounty Hunter
Bio: Jack Conway was born on a research facility in the middle of the Wastes. For years he was tested on to make him a great Frame Pilot. For years he was tortured and turned jaded over the years. He did have his older brother Nathan with him at least. So he was not as alone as it seemed. One night everything changed. The facility was attacked by an organized group of bandits, Far more organized than usual for a group like them. The older brother took Jack and placed him the GOLEM frame to save him. Unable to do anything Jack swore he would use the mech to kill as many bandits as he could. Finding him would not be to hard. Follow the trail of dead Bandits and you would find the Golem and its young pilot. So the boy searches the wastes trying to get his revenge.
Description:


FRAME:Name: CR-7300 Golem Class
Description:

Weight Class:
Arms: 5
Armor 3
Agility 7
Weapon: Shoulder Mounted machine gun ((Class 3)) and Short sword ((Class 2)). The former is to be used in far away confrontations and the sword in case the enemy gets close.
Notes: The Golem class Mech is designed for fast moving attacks and mobility. This Mech was designed to be as fast as possible short of giving it flight engines. In times of when speed is required the armor can be modified to give the GOLEM more speed. The other modification to it is a Kinetic power system that can give the mech a bit more power from its movements. The Frame is designed to be fast and needs a pilot just as fast. However it can not work for very long. The Frame is not however designed for long scale attacks seeing to how fragile it is. The name comes from the fact that it is a bit weak in the cokcpit area as if there were writing on it that controlled it. ((Golem of Prague.)) There are fastern Frames out there but the GOLEM sits somewhere in the middle.
Past Encounter: There have been tales on the wind of a Frame that moves like lightning attacking bandits. No one has seen the pilot of this mech and many have tried. The tales all started about two years. Stories of camps being destroyed in a matter of minutes. As quickly as it comes it is gone. No victory cheering or anything. The pilot has been speculated for years as to who he could be. Still no one knows. All they know is a skinny mech rolls into a camp and leaves with the bandits dead.
((From the OP I really want to be in this. ))

My Past Encounter is not nearly as creative as everyone else's but I just got overwhelmed with dumb shit on my end so it'll have to do. Black Plague, I referenced you, hope it's adequate.

PILOT
Name:
''Inquisitor Sigismund'' Sigis Krieger

Age:
35

Height:
195cm

Weight:
75kg

Background:
He is the most devilish drifter you'd ever encounter.

Bio:
The legend of Sigismund is that of a demonic entity wandering the wasteland without end, without any other purpose but to kill and make altars out of the wreckages, grabbing hold of the ethus he comes across whenever no one's there to witness it and dissapear as he melds in with the distant environment. However in the actuality of things Sigismund the inquisitor of the devils wishes is actually a beautiful woman, clad in a fine dress, her appearence is that of a saint in womanly appearence, the name Sigismund translates to Saint's Guardian, depending on how you interprent it, Sigis is the saint which her alter ego, that of a bloody hell knight protects from the praying eyes of others. Her life has always been split in two, she and herself have always played together since they were young and have managed to survive alone, gain a reputation and gain respect enough to recieve the Executioner whom Sigismund loves beyond bonds.

Description:

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FRAME:
Name:
INQ.UIS_001 ''Executioner'' Custom

Description:



Weight Class:
- Arms: 10
- Armor: 4
- Agility: 1

Weapons Descriptions:
The handheld railgun system of the Executioner is mostly without equal, the weapon has streaked many executions through the day and it's even been named Vanquisher of the Sane. It's auto-loader system which is connected to the back located ammunition storage which inturn gives the railgun an unparalled killing capability, whilst the risk of overheating is very much an issue the Executioner therefor displays it's unique characteristics, the machine is driven by two independent reactors, one in the lower body and one in the upper, when firing the railgun repeatedly or in warm environments the lower bottom reactor (the legs section) switches off it's power generation and instead turns into a heatsink, it removes the ability to move the lower body however it allows the weapons to opperate at maximum potential.

Two shoulder mounted artillery pieces, whilst the word artillery is used they are very much the same as grenade launchers, the six barreled units placed on the shoulders of the Executioner bring their ammunition from the ammunition storage also, however not through an auto loading mechanism. They either use explosive or corrosive ammunition types, they are used simultaneously to provide a ''fire storm'' or ''corrosion storm'' effect.

A lower torso mounted anti-personal machine gun remotely operated as a defence mechanism, it fires a kind of scatter shot at high rates of fire to keep the Executioner clear from ground threats other than other mechs.

Additional Notes:
The frame is actually quite well armored, however the armors actuall appearence and it's actually weight, density and protective power are far from different, the armor itself appears to be like any other medium level armor, however the armors weight, it's density and it's weapon supression power are incredible, and it also makes the Executioner unable to walk at quicker speeds then 15km/h, any normal pilot would become insane, however Sigismund is patient, and it is the reason why he is able to stand the incredibly slow movement speed of this titan.

The camouflage cloth which nearly encompasses the entire machine is imbedded with radar supressing fibers, this makes the stealth function more viable and less possible to end up killing Sigismund, especially with his agility disadvantages. The only way possible to spot the Executioner is with the eye itself, however the only way you'd spot him from far away would be if you saw his iconic 'Devil Eye' eye sensors staring at you, and as you'd figure, that'd be quite the hectic situation, however if he sees you and let's you see him he won't kill you, because he'd already recieved the chance to.

Even with the twin-reactor configuration of the Executioner power consumption is still an incredible issue, that is the exact reason that Sigismund turns off the second reactor when in combat and turns off the first when wandering the wasteland. He cannot shoot and walk at the same time, because it would overpower his reactors capabilities, even when they were as high-end as they are.

Past Encounter:
An Ethus exchange performed in the early days of the Wandering Demons existance would burn Sigismunds legend into the sand of the wasteland for a long time. Far out in the wasteland terrain, 7km from any type of hilly terrain, there was a gathering of seven machines, between the two groups were two transport trucks filled with supplies. Thirteen humans surrounded the truck, both from the two groups, the left truck was filled with Ethus and the other was filled with weaponry and ammunition. Unbeknownst to the two groups was that 7km~ away there was a patient and silent watcher. Suddenly, within the window of 15 minutes beyond the point of exchange the two had exchanged vehicles and started to group together with eachother, then, suddenly the soaring shouts of grenades flying through the air came from above them, without any time to react almost the entire gathering was on fire and the mechs were in disarray, unorganized and surprised they fell one after one like dominos. Suddenly three more mechs come across the horizon in the distance 15km away, they would've ambushed the other party. ''I sentence you to death, unprideful behaviour in an honorable exchange, first degree sentance.'' Sigismund stated to no one in particular. The Vanquisher of the Sane fired it's fifth shot piercing through two mechs at the same time, the third one managing to avoid the impact and witnessed the metal rod burry itself in the ground behind his two destroyed allies. Without much questioning everyone retreated, the Ethus had managed to remain untouched, Sigismund also ended the engagement with six further kills to carve into the wall of the cockpit.

...so a pair of double spaced 4-line paragraphs are a wall of text now? I feel the description for the CVF is rather clear, a sleek frame designed for agility made to look like a man in black and gold plate armor similar to the one shown in the painting linked, it's hardly a complicated concept.

I mean, I can use a picture if it's that or not participating but it's the principle of the thing. I'd rather not use something that's only just "kind of right" for one and stolen from somebody else's work for another when I've provided writing that is neither overly long nor complicated in a text-based roleplaying forum.