Psyker Landshark

Rise of Rasalhague

Jaromir Zhu

"We'll do as we're ordered." Jaromir responded to Alvin on comms, busying himself with alternating between checking the radar and his actual line of sight as they moved forward again. "I ain't opposed to blasting pirates." He finished, wondering what Alvin was working at here. Why pick him out in the first place? Judging by kill count, he was up, but at the very least, Jaromir hadn't figured Alvin for a kiss-ass. After all, if he really was a Davion bastard, the guy would've gotten himself into a better position if he had been.

The lances moved forward towards the base, and Jaromir kept his finger on the trigger as several mechbays came into view. One of the doors opened, and...

"Oh, shit." Jaromir murmured under his breath upon seeing the very recognizable profile of a HBK-4G. An AC/20 attached to ten tons of armor. Hell, probably more than ten, considering the extra bits seemingly welded onto the fucking thing. And considering it just nearly blew through the leg of their most heavily-armored mech, they were off to a poor start already. Of course, that wasn't even mentioning the VTOLs and infantry joining in on the shitfest.

"Firing all weapons, danger close!" Jaromir stayed where his Trebuchet was planted in the rear of the lance's formation, not wanting to build up even more heat than he had to while alpha striking. Fortunate that the Hunchback was close enough that every single one of his guns' range profiles could hit it effectively. Unfortunate that he was still in the range of its godforsaken autocannon.

In his desperation to be rid of the fucking thing, Jaromir didn't spend too much time lining up his shots. The PPC hit one leg, the AC/5 the other, and the SRM2 managed to tag the Hunchback in its Left Torso. Fuka's autocannon shot also impacted a leg, and the scheming salvage goblin within him took note of the possibility before them.

"We got some good hits in on the legs, keep that up!"

He wouldn't want to pilot the Hunchback, despite its armor. Getting within optimal AC/20 range meant getting closer than Jaromir would like, but just having a Hunchback within their lances would be a godsend for how long they could last in a firefight.

Blades of Iron Roses: An Anime-Inspired Knight RP

Renar Hagen

Witches and their games. How troublesome. First it had been a dream, and now it wasn't. To say nothing of the fact that Edwin evidently remembered him from that incident as well. Would that the Knight-Witch be bothered to have a shred of consistency in these dealings.

"As you say." He nodded reluctantly to Parvan's explanation, before joining Gretchen at the table. "Deal me in as well. If we're to endure all this before we actually start training, then there isn't much else to it. What are we playing? Five card draw?"

Of course, it didn't hurt that Renar rather enjoyed games of chance. If only because the "chance" in question was never truly random. The sole objective in these sorts of diversions was to cheat as well as possible without being caught, and that served his interests just fine.

"Care to join us, Gerard? Or do you not care to earn your food on this occasion?" He chortled, giving his friend a brief jibe. The better which to motivate him, of course.

@Octo @HereComesTheSnow @Raineh Daze

Iris Ascendis

Iraleth Kyrios

Iraleth paid steady attention to the ongoing lecture, jotting down notes at a reasonable pace. None of it was flying over her head without further study just yet, but it was best to record everything she could, still. This Personal Barrier would certainly prove to be useful in the future, though she had no desire to abandon her armor completely for it. After all, why give up a defensive layer that was entirely passive to maintain on her end? Wearing a few dozen pounds of plate on a daily basis was nothing to her after years of training, anyway.

The class began to separate for practical application following the theoretical explanation, and Iraleth found herself being approached by...Chunji. That was his name, right? He offered to partner up with her, and she rose to her feet.

"Of course." Iraleth gave a firm nod. "I'll start, then." As she'd said before, it shouldn't be too different from the divine shields she was already able to conjure. Just with a more stringent field of application.

She gathered emotional essence together through the divine method: an entreaty to Astra for protection. Let her flesh be shielded from harm, so as to continue her work. Faith, zeal, determination, and outright stubbornness coalesced into emotional essence, coating Iraleth in its protective veil.

"Right," The paladin exhaled, examining herself briefly. It seemed as though the spell had worked, though its efficacy remained to be seen. "Now to test it. I'm still wearing armor over the barrier, so..." She gave Chunji a stoic stare. "Punch me in the face."

@AThousandCurses

Digimon: Fallen Knights

Shinozaki Yurie

At this point, Yurie couldn't tell who was going to give her more of a headache, Cameron Mason or this Sasha chick that decided she was being a little mean to the fucking celebrity. At least it seemed little miss Slav realized how much of a pain in the ass the little pink douche was going to be after a moment, though. Cameron attempted to hug Yurie, and she refuted every single Fameron's dream by firmly keeping him an arm's length away.

"Uh, no." She tutted, stepping back and folding her arms. "None of that. And really? You're just gonna help someone because they asked you out of nowhere? I'm all for finding a way home and not staying a minute longer than we have to."

As the others started to put their assorted goggles and glasses on, Yurie did the same, pleasantly surprised to find that it seemed to actually be mildly useful. A built-in HUD with a compass was actually pretty sick. Now if only there was a GPS of some sort. She gave the girl who refused to give her name a blatant stare. Kari, huh? Whatever stupid reason she had for not giving her name out, it was pointless now.

"Anyways, should probably find a way out of this forest first. Pick a direction and walk, maybe? And no splitting up, rather not turn this into a bad horror movie."

SPIRITUM

Kalina Kovalic

She sat in the driver's seat, her expression impassive as the truck passed over another pothole. Hm. Judging by the sound, there still wasn't any structural damage. Beyond what was already there when Tony had acquired the truck, of course. Things were fine, then. No reason to slow down. Even in spite of the rest of Barghest Squad whining for no reason.

"Are you volunteering to drive?" Kalina called back in response to Gerard's complaints as she moved her right hand down to shift gears on the truck, keeping an eye on the police band scanner mounted on the dashboard in the corner of her eye. Driving efficiently also meant that they were breaking some speed limits, but they had a timetable to meet. "None of the rest of you are certified for defensive driving if we take fire on the road."

The radio was interrupted with a news broadcast, and Kalina strained her ears over the sound of the engine and the wind to listen in. Censored troop movements in civilian news was nothing new. Peace talks were a joke, but an Imperial Princess...? She raised an eyebrow in thought before the sound of the radio changing back to music interrupted her.

"I was listening to that, you know." Kalina called towards the back again. "Remind me why Command doesn't just assign some Firsts to take that girl hostage. She has to be worth some kind of leverage, doesn't she?"

Blades of Iron Roses: An Anime-Inspired Knight RP

Renar Hagen

"Tch," Renar didn't let up his glare towards Edwin. "I'll train with whom I'm bid to, though it would be more motivating to spite you. Any idea when they actually begin to intend to instruct us?"

He glanced aside to Gerard for a moment.

"I never did give you the specifics of my little run-in with the most mischaracterized villain in written history, did I? As it turns out, him being a vile arch-traitor is somewhat of an exaggeration by the victors, likely to preserve the fool's own dignity. If Merilla's recollection here is accurate, Edwin was a bloody idiot that threw away everything he'd already had and accomplished for even loftier ideals that had no basis in reality. Somewhere in there is something of an abject lesson, I would think."

Renar gave his friend a meaningful look at that. If anything, Edwin was an example of when not to dream too grandly. Gerard's idealism was fine enough on its own, but only because Gerard knew the way of the world at the end of the day. Edwin tried to force the world to conform to him, and look what happened.

"In any case," He addressed Parvan this time. "This is a dream realm. Do we even feel hunger or require sustenance while we're locked in Merilla's play pen?"

@Octo @6slyboy6 @HereComesTheSnow @Raineh Daze

Iris Ascendis

RPG loads so it looks like I'll be able to post, we good

Digimon: Fallen Knights

Shinozaki Yurie

What a couple of pricks. Were they seriously not going to answer a single question before sending them off to who knew where? The shades they just suddenly passed out to her were real nice, and Yurie put hers on after a moment's hesitation, but that sure as shit didn't make up for this nonsense. All she knew was that if she ever found this go home item that MagnaAngemon was talking about, she was taking it without hesitation.

Of course, it'd help Yurie's mood if Cameron Mason managed to shut the fuck up. Holy hell, there was no way that was a real person running around screeching about superheroes. Brainless little shit probably thought he had a vapid-ass image to maintain to all his legions of late zoomer and Gen Alpha fans. Her irritation spiked as the angels flashbanged them again, and Yurie barely managed to flip them the bird as she was likely teleported away.

When she opened her eyes next, Yurie was completely unsurprised to see that they were in some generic forest. God, they really were hitting all the isekai tropes one by one here, weren't they?

"This sucks," She groused with a sigh, about to say something further before the pop star unironically started Naruto running and going off on his own. That tore it. Yurie could practically feel a blood vessel about to burst. She opened her mouth to start to bitch him out, but shut it again as some girl just outright landed off him.

"...Snrk." Yurie almost managed to repress her snicker at the sight of the little moron getting exactly what he deserved before turning her eyes to the newcomer. "Right, lemme guess: you clicked on a spam email like the rest of us suckers? Congrats, a bunch of AIs larping as monsters just threw us to the wolves to, and I quote, 'save their world'. By making other AI monsters stronger or something, whatever." She said with air quotes where necessary, rolling her eyes at the thought. "If that makes no sense, you're now just as caught up as us, because that's all they fuckin' told us too. Now, uh, you mind getting off the guy you're on? One sec." She patiently waited for the other girl to do so before squatting down to stare down at Cameron.

"Look, you can drop the whole stage persona, you know. I'll even sign an NDA if we ever make it out of this that I won't blab you can act like a person who doesn't spike the blood pressure of everyone of age to vote." Yurie stood back up, running a hand over her forehead as she looked around. Great. Nothing but trees as far as the eye could see. Might as well get shit out of the way because the angels didn't give them a single second to get their shit together.

"Anyways, most of us don't know each other's names, and it's probably a good idea since those douchebags up top're sticking us together for who knows how long. So I'll start. I'm Yurie Shinozaki, other way around if you're Japanese." A quick glance in the only other Japanese girl's direction.

Iris Ascendis

Iraleth Kyrios

She could at least learn something from a bit of what the others were saying. Otis had some kind of problem of his own with the Leuvalt boy. Or he was just using him as a measuring stick. Good information to know for the future. Chloe was...still a bitch. At the very least, she was more subdued than yesterday.

The lecture began, and Iraleth sat up straight, paying close attention to the material. At least it began to confirm that despite their instructor's faults, Wingram at least knew what it was doing having him teach. Really, this was more complex than Professor Wund was making it out to be. There was a reason that most likely everyone in here didn't quite know how to do this yet. And speaking of,

"I've heard the theory for this at least, but it was never taught in practice. Basic training covered lesser versions of this using light essence." Iraleth confirmed to Professor Wund. Astran magic instruction covered holy barriers, but those were clearly less efficient than simply defending one's flesh.

Iris Ascendis

@Nanaya

Is the PB something any of our characters would be familiar with already?

Also, gonna be stuck on a cruise for a week starting tomorrow, posts will be slow or nonexistent from me most likely.