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NCQuest - A Mecha RP: The Defense of Darwin (BeeNCQuest)

Adam entered and was promptly cut off by one of the squad leaving the room. As the silence began to grow, he decided to break it on his own. His voice was eerily calm, despite the disrespect he had just been shown. "To any and all of you that dislike decorum, feel free to leave now. I know the general composition of this group, and mercenaries are not often known for adhering to formality. If you do not wish to hear what I have to say and your business with Commander Theodore is concluded, make your way out now instead of interrupting me. I will not hold it against you."

Adam waited, hands clasped behind his back. Never one to pass up an opportunity, Adam began his assessment of the team's behavior. Distraction was in short supply, supplanted by the unspoken stresses of combat. Two people stuck out, as they were paying attention. One, the man in a full suit of combat armor, was clearly focused, though on what Adam could not tell. The blonde-haired girl was less focused, but paying close attention where she could. The consistent glances indicated an overabundance of questions he would inevitably have to answer.

His assessment was over in the blink of an eye, masked behind the safe assumption that he was waiting for any pilots to accept his offer and leave as the man stinking of alcohol had. With his voice filled with calm and intensity in equal measure, he addressed the team. "With that out of the way, I will say what I think you all need to hear." He made a point to look each person in the eye before continuing. "The previous battle went poorly due to a lack of squad cohesion and leadership. For now, just know that you will all be assigned to squads of at least three, and you will be expected to cooperate closely with your allies. Squad composition will be based on NC combat roles. Make an effort to understand your fellow pilots today."

NCQuest - A Mecha RP: The Defense of Darwin (BeeNCQuest)

Adam Philips

Name: Adam Philips

Appearance:

Hider

Age: Roughly 33 years old.

Personality: Adam is hard to read, and harder to get close to because of his coldly professional attitude. He is suspicious of outsiders he perceives to be "snooping", often including anyone purposefully seeking him out without an easily discernible reason. He has been observed warming up to comrades outside of battle, but remains wary until a friendship solidifies. He shows approval for anyone who actively seeks self-improvement, and will provide indirect support if the opportunity arises. He seeks to remain busy or linked to his NC, otherwise he remains quiet and reflects.

Backstory:Born into the Smoke Bears bandit-clan of Denver-Vegas controlled Appalachia, Adam's life was nomadic and fraught with danger from it's very beginning. As a child he often heard the tale of his people from the Elder, that their home had been beneath the mountains since before the destruction of the world, their rise to power in early years of the nuclear winter due to the gifts handed down from their ancestors, and their tradition of martial prowess and practice before the return of the Corporations. He learned their land, and their peace, had been stolen by Denver-Vegas in their unending greed. Hunted, Adam's people became bandits and raiders, using their ancestral knowledge of the mountains to ambush DV's convoys, their preference for vehicles a hindrance in the rugged terrain where NCs reigned supreme. He grew up to admire the Elder, who guided the Smoke Bears' crown jewel, All Nerves as it's Companion.

As Denver-Vegas' hold on the land strengthened, the Smoke Bears began to decline. Their supplies dwindled as their enemies changed paths, sent greater numbers of NCs and began hunting for their camps. With the future looking bleak, the bandits lost their leader, their idol dormant without it's companion. The Bandits divided, those who sought to stay would hide their identities, burn their flags and become just another settlement. Those who would keep the mantle of the Smoke Bears would seek out among their number the Elder's replacement through the Trials, and would flee their home in the hopes that their brothers and sisters might survive, even if they were run down. All the clan's young tested themselves in the Heart of the Mountain, and three candidates rose to be tested against All Nerves itself. Only Adam could withstand the link, the others rejected, immutable. They would serve the Smoke Bears as pilots of captured NCs, but they would not come near All Nerves of their own volition again. The Trials complete, they chose to bide their time in order to give those fleeing a chance to slip into safety unnoticed.

The time had come, and the Smoke Bears sped away from their home under cover of night, beating a hasty retreat east, the knowledge that their mission would protect their people was wind at their backs. Their destination was a port on the Atlantic, where they would steal ships from the unsuspecting Corporation and flee their homeland. In the fighting, many of the Smoke Bears fell defending their brothers and sisters, yet still more made away into the night on their pilfered crafts to a land they had only heard of, to "Haven". Things were not so simple, and the Smoke Bears had difficulty adapting to their new life, stifled by promises of freedom turned lies. Haven was no home to them, demanding tribute just as the corporations did to simply live on the land. Money was needed to see his people free, and so Adam found himself a Mercenary. Once more, All Nerves and it's companion would protect their people.

Tactical Preferences and Skills: Adam's experience makes him suited to Guerilla Warfare and Offense-oriented strategy. During combat, Adam remains mobile at all times, and has learned to maintain accuracy on the move in order to compensate for his NC's lack of melee and to utilize it's much greater speed.

Outside of combat, Adam is a skilled hunter, tracker and trapper. He also is also a capable butcher thanks to her early service to his clan. Adam greatly enjoys poker, stakes or no, and is notoriously difficult to beat among pilots and mechanic crews.

Notes: Adam is intensely protective of his "family" and his NC, protecting them above all else.

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All Nerves

Code-name: "All Nerves"

Appearance:

Hider

Body Type: Bipedal Reverse-Joint, Non-Humanoid

Type of NC: Configurable between Light Artillery and Support roles depending on pod selection and munitions loaded.

Equipment & Armaments:

-[Modular] Pod-mounted Rotary autocannon sporting variable ammunition for use against most targets depending on needs. Variable-Fuze HE rounds are the go-to, and can be toggled en masse to be used against most "softer" targets to great effect.

-[Modular] Pod-mounted M.A.C. (Magnetic Accelerator Cannon) for use against Heavily-armored targets. Can be charged to increase projectile velocity and impact strength.

-[Modular] Back-mounted tactical missile pod.

-[Integrated] Back-mounted Radar/LASER designator sensor equipment

-[Integrated] Co-axial chaingun

-[Integrated] Torso Chaff/Decoy/Smoke launch tubes

-[Integrated/MODIFICATION] Modified reactor vents on torso, able to vent reactor plasma in short, weaponized bursts.

-[Integrated] manipulator arms attached to forward torso underneath sensor-cluster.

Notes: The Operational crew surrounding and working on All Nerves is exclusively Smoke-Bear personnel, and most are outwardly hostile to people trespassing.

NCQuest - A Mecha RP: The Defense of Darwin (BeeNCQuest)

Reposting my old sheet, NC Equipment under potential revision.

Adam Philips

Name: Adam Philips

Appearance:

Hider

Age: Roughly 33 years old.

Personality: Adam is hard to read, and harder to get close to because of his coldly professional attitude. He is suspicious of outsiders he perceives to be "snooping", often including anyone purposefully seeking him out without an easily discernible reason. He has been observed warming up to comrades outside of battle, but remains wary until a friendship solidifies. He shows approval for anyone who actively seeks self-improvement, and will provide indirect support if the opportunity arises. He seeks to remain busy or linked to his NC, otherwise he remains quiet and reflects.

Backstory:Born into the Smoke Bears bandit-clan of Denver-Vegas controlled Appalachia, Adam's life was nomadic and fraught with danger from it's very beginning. As a child he often heard the tale of his people from the Elder, that their home had been beneath the mountains since before the destruction of the world, their rise to power in early years of the nuclear winter due to the gifts handed down from their ancestors, and their tradition of martial prowess and practice before the return of the Corporations. He learned their land, and their peace, had been stolen by Denver-Vegas in their unending greed. Hunted, Adam's people became bandits and raiders, using their ancestral knowledge of the mountains to ambush DV's convoys, their preference for vehicles a hindrance in the rugged terrain where NCs reigned supreme. He grew up to admire the Elder, who guided the Smoke Bears' crown jewel, All Nerves as it's Companion.

As Denver-Vegas' hold on the land strengthened, the Smoke Bears began to decline. Their supplies dwindled as their enemies changed paths, sent greater numbers of NCs and began hunting for their camps. With the future looking bleak, the bandits lost their leader, their idol dormant without it's companion. The Bandits divided, those who sought to stay would hide their identities, burn their flags and become just another settlement. Those who would keep the mantle of the Smoke Bears would seek out among their number the Elder's replacement through the Trials, and would flee their home in the hopes that their brothers and sisters might survive, even if they were run down. All the clan's young tested themselves in the Heart of the Mountain, and three candidates rose to be tested against All Nerves itself. Only Adam could withstand the link, the others rejected, immutable. They would serve the Smoke Bears as pilots of captured NCs, but they would not come near All Nerves of their own volition again. The Trials complete, they chose to bide their time in order to give those fleeing a chance to slip into safety unnoticed.

The time had come, and the Smoke Bears sped away from their home under cover of night, beating a hasty retreat east, the knowledge that their mission would protect their people was wind at their backs. Their destination was a port on the Atlantic, where they would steal ships from the unsuspecting Corporation and flee their homeland. In the fighting, many of the Smoke Bears fell defending their brothers and sisters, yet still more made away into the night on their pilfered crafts to a land they had only heard of, to "Haven". Things were not so simple, and the Smoke Bears had difficulty adapting to their new life, stifled by promises of freedom turned lies. Haven was no home to them, demanding tribute just as the corporations did to simply live on the land. Money was needed to see his people free, and so Adam found himself a Mercenary. Once more, All Nerves and it's companion would protect their people.

Tactical Preferences and Skills: Adam's experience makes him suited to Guerilla Warfare and Offense-oriented strategy. During combat, Adam remains mobile at all times, and has learned to maintain accuracy on the move in order to compensate for his NC's lack of melee and to utilize it's much greater speed.

Outside of combat, Adam is a skilled hunter, tracker and trapper. He also is also a capable butcher thanks to her early service to his clan. Adam greatly enjoys poker, stakes or no, and is notoriously difficult to beat among pilots and mechanic crews.

Notes: Adam is intensely protective of his "family" and his NC, protecting them above all else.

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All Nerves

Code-name: "All Nerves"

Appearance:

Hider

Body Type: Bipedal Reverse-Joint, Non-Humanoid

Type of NC: Configurable between Light Artillery and Support roles depending on pod selection and munitions loaded.

Equipment & Armaments:

-[Modular] Pod-mounted Rotary autocannon sporting variable ammunition for use against most targets depending on needs. Variable-Fuze HE rounds are the go-to, and can be toggled en masse to be used against most "softer" targets to great effect.

-[Modular] Pod-mounted M.A.C. (Magnetic Accelerator Cannon) for use against Heavily-armored targets. Can be charged to increase projectile velocity and impact strength.

-[Modular] Back-mounted tactical missile pod.

-[Integrated] Back-mounted Radar/LASER designator sensor equipment

-[Integrated] Co-axial chaingun

-[Integrated] Torso Chaff/Decoy/Smoke launch tubes

-[Integrated/MODIFICATION] Modified reactor vents on torso, able to vent reactor plasma in short, weaponized bursts.

-[Integrated] manipulator arms attached to forward torso underneath sensor-cluster.

Notes: The Operational crew surrounding and working on All Nerves is exclusively Smoke-Bear personnel, and most are outwardly hostile to people trespassing.

NCQuest - A Mecha RP: The Defense of Darwin (BeeNCQuest)

Dang, NCQuest got off the ground and I didn't get so much as a Discord ping. That's cold, @Letter Bee.

Tongue-in-cheek sarcasm aside, glad to see your thread finally take off. Since you seem to have all your bases covered, I'll settle for watching the IC.

Seeds of E.D.E.N.: A Post-Apocalyptic, (Light) Science-Fiction Idea

Interesting, but it sounds like it's going to be a hyperlethal setting heavy on RNG and dicerolls.

Abberant Dawn - A BeeNCQuest Mecha RP

@Slypheed

At this point, it's probably a safe assumption that it's first-come first-served. That or anything older than a week is ignorable.

Abberant Dawn - A BeeNCQuest Mecha RP

@Letter Bee

I mean, there's been like three additional people popping in to show interest.

The issue is getting anyone to actually post sheets, as opposed to just fantasize about the setting, get bored and forget about/bail on the RP.

Breaking Point

Alexander Owens - Horizon

Alexander's parade-watching was ended abruptly by a familiar tone, drilled into the mind of every Federation recruit without exception. 'All personnel to base'. he felt his pocket vibrate as his uplink received a call. He pulled it out of his pocket, even as he rolled up his towel on the grass. Dave. He stuffed his things into his pack before hitting accept. "Tell me you're hearing this too." "Yeah, I am. Are you done, or is the Nightowl still out of commission?" Alex slung the bag over his shoulder and made for the nearest non-parade road. "Everything but closing her back up is done. What's going on?" "Pilot recall, get done and get out of the hangars. If you can, get off base. If it's a drill, getting in someone's way is big trouble. If it's not a drill, the last place you want to be is on base grounds." "You can't be serious?!" Dave ended the call without another word.

Alexander felt his heart hammer in his chest, but he couldn't tell if it was fear, excitement or both. His walking pace felt inadequate, so he moved into a brisk jog, his prosthetic swinging while his natural-born hand gripped his bag's strap in a futile attempt to keep it stable. He kept his eyes scanning the street. A truck-load of base personnel had blown by much earlier, and if he could flag a ride down, he could probably arrive at base without being exhausted by a run through the intense heat of the day. Regardless of his hope to avoid a run, he kept his pace. Dark thoughts drifted at the back of his mind as his feet pounded against the pavement.

Hyrule's Civil War (Zelda RP)

@Vertigo

I'm pretty sure dropping down to three active players is what killed it.

Edit: Product and Perascamin haven't been on in over a week, so maybe once they get back it'll pick back up.

Abberant Dawn - A BeeNCQuest Mecha RP

@Sierra So Legion is sort-of like a gigantic cybernetic prosthesis. Brilliant.

I just sort-of assumed Sync was a hard-calculated score, but with everything laid out, it could also be a soft-scoring system. If it's soft-scored, does Sync fluctuate based on what NC Core/design is connected? Interesting question to be played out and answered IC. None of our characters would know much about the back-end/metrics anyway.