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Another World's War

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@Remipa Awesome

Tony looks good, feel free to add him to the characters tab. I'll work you into the plot ASAP so you can begin posting. Good choice on the Harrier too!

Due to complications in life, I'll be dropping out. As life has prevented me from making any progress on a post, and have given me very little time to do much else on the site or anything else of leisure.

I wish you all luck, and hope you all have fun.

@Slypheed

That's a shame, as I was looking forward to playing with you again :( Hope everything is okay otherwise though, and you're always welcome back if things clear up for you. Best of luck.

Another World's War

one of the big things I wanted to know would be when the combat does start will it be mostly Air to Air, or Air to ground? Just trying to get an idea because of some jets known as Jump jets, where they are not as fast as most jets but have the ability to do some hovering or take offs that are required to be more vertical then most jets.

I just want to know what kind of things I should be considering before I decide on a jet.

@Remipa Awesome

There will be a mix of all kinds of combat. The first mission is mostly air-to-air, but there will be others that are more air-to-ground oriented. Not all of our craft will be great at everything, but that makes it easier for have different characters shine at different times in the game, and also makes our characters - and their planes - a lot more varied as well, rather than just having too much 'sameness' as well.
And most aircraft have at least some minimal capability in most roles as well. The most important thing really is to pick something that you'll enjoy playing more than anything else; the statistical, technical and realistic side isn't really as important as you enjoying playing your character at the end of the day, and as a GM I'm running the game that way myself.
Reality won't go too far out the window, but the plot, dramatic licence, and having fun will be the main priority over anything else.
Regarding VTOL, if you were thinking of having a Harrier, I'd be 100% behind that.

Transformers rp int check.

I also know there's a still ongoing transformers comic that uses the G1 style. But as far as I know the stories are mostly different and don't have massive plot holes, like the origin of the constructions from the cartoon. As to whether they're good idk, I've only read so much.

@Alternax

The current 2 G1 ongoings from IDW are the best transformers story for years. They actually go into some depth on the transformers' society, history, background and a large amount of other things, like their physiology and culture as well.
They also drop most of the cartoons' background beyond the conceptual parts of characters' backgrounds and the background in a broader sense as well, in favour of making a more coherent background and storyline instead which is better for telling bigger stories long-term instead of just 'here are some toys, fighting for 20 minutes a week' and some of the sillier things that came out of the older cartoon.

If more of the IDW approach was taken I'd be interested, as there's a lot of potential for good character interactions and some more involved stories.
If it's just 'here are robots, let's fight' then I'm not really interested so much. Also, I would offer to GM, but my plate is pretty full already.

Another World's War

New post is up, boys and girls. Time to get to the exciting bit!

In terms of combat resolution, I'll let you pretty much take care of your own business this time around. But in other combats I might have the enemy be more challenging, or if I want to introduce specific plot elements, make things more challenging, or introduce recurring enemies, then you might start seeing your shots be more difficult, not connect, and otherwise have cool and/or weird and deadly things start happening. Also, if anyone starts showing off too much or making themselves look like a super-munchkin-cool-guy and the enemy as completely ineffective wet-tissue-paper-creatures then expect a concrete elephant to inexplicably collide with your plane.

Another World's War

"Heard your bird would be serving refreshments. Got any for Clem?"

@Foster

Diane was quick off the mark with a reply, grinning into her mask as she replied. "Lemme take a look back in the galley here Clem. I think we might have time to warm up the oven, over".

Before Ryan could cut in, more banter came quick and fast.

"Ranger 2 holding formation." She radioed. "Looks like I'll be your wingman. What gives, Major? Don't you have enough pretty women chasing after you in your life already?"

@Massasauga

Ryan laughed over the intercom as he replied. "Haven't you heard, Ranger 2? Women are like Voltron, the more you hook up, the better it gets".

The rest of the squadron caught up quick, and soon enough things turned to business. He listened to Ranger Three's message and replied with a firm, light and confident tone. What the pair suggested made sense; there was no point having them burn fuel by hanging around and waiting for the rest of them to keep up, and using his assets to their fullest was always the best idea. Plus initiative was worth rewarding, and he liked seeing it... when it was sensible, anyway.
"Roger, Ranger Three. Go for the CAP, we'll be chugging along down here while you keep your eyes open, over".
That said, he did increase the throttle, and altitude with it, climbing to the A-6's optimum cruising height and altitude. The old bird wasn't exactly quick, but she could cruise comfortably enough, even if it wasn't tearing up the skies.

Ryan set them on the right heading and the flight proceeded comfortably for the next few minutes, before another voice called in on the channel.
"Good morning, Ranger squadron. This is AWACS callsign Cavalier, I'll be here giving you the heads up and keeping you all in contact with the ground team. So far they haven't reported any hostile activity, and no Yerrill aircraft have directly overflown their position, though I am reading a small number of intermittent air contacts in the area at low level. Will vector you in on the targets when you're within range.
Meantime, I'm getting a tanker over to you boys and girls. Gotta keep you topped up. Stay frosty, over".
The AWACS controller had a chilled australian accent, and sounded laid-back as he spoke smoothly to them. His back and forth continued as the operator guided a tanker to rendezvous ahead of them. Eventually a gleaming spot in the clear skies resolved into a big KC-10 tanker, capable of refuelling either by boom, or by hose-and-drogue, like the majority of the squadrons' aircraft were equipped for.

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After clearing off the refueller, the rest of the flight stayed quiet, until the AWACS snapped into the channel with a more terse tone. "Ranger squadron, listen up - the Yerrill have suddenly got more active. Yerrill bandits have been positively confirmed by the ground team, and the bandits are flying an aggressive search pattern. We have a mix of high-speed contacts and larger, lower-speed craft; number twelve targets currently."

As the AWACS controller explained, the picture became clear; the bandits were split into two groups. The smaller, faster ones were remaining in formations of two. The four groups of high speed fighers were staying at medium-high altitude and sweeping the area in patterns centered around the larger, slower craft which were remaining solo and sweeping the ground, occasionally pausing it seemed. The ground team had reported the noise of machinery; it seemed the aliens were looking for them more earnestly at this point. Or for something, at any rate.
The AWACs explained that the exfil bird was en route to get the survey team out of the area, but they'd need some cover against the bandits before they could do much. That meant it was time to earn their pay.

"Okay gang," Ryan called out, his drawl now undercut with an edge of steel. "Time to earn the big bucks by doin' the fun stuff. Ranger Three, Ranger Five; stick up high and harass the bandits. Two, you're with me down low, we'll scare off the big ones, and see if we can't harass the ground forces a little too. Let's go!"

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Ryan grinned to Diane as the pair met at the front of the Intruder, their walkaround complete. The 'tin tadpole' was loaded up for air-to-air as much as it could be, with dual AMRAAMs under the outermost hardpoints, 4 500-pound LGB's on the inner ones, and two 20mm gunpods on the closest to the fuselage. A single droptank hung on the centreline of the A-6. Nothing looked out of order about the plane, and it positively gleamed under the sunlight, freshly washed and back from maintenance.
Of course, compared to the F-16 nearby it looked like it was siting still (well, it was, but the phrase still worked), but nonetheless, it's dependability wasn't in question as far as Ryan was concerned, and the updated avionics, new wings and engines and extra software that had become part of the plane with the upgrade to the F-model Intruder had proved the old buckets' worth. Still, as capable as it was, and even having the extra teeth of the AMRAAM, it wasn't a dogfighter. Nonetheless, he and Diane would put the jet through it's paces as they had been trained to do, and would have to count on their wingmates to do the rest.
He signed off on the aircraft, and then turned to observe the others as they checked over their own aircraft. Giving them a thumbs up, he nodded towards the A-6's canopy, and turned to climb the ladder with Diane.

In short order the pair were strapped in, and the preflight done. With a grin to one another, he thumbed the engine start, and the jets' engines wound up with a whine and a throaty rumble as they came to life. He nodded to Diane and they exchanged back-and-forth routine commands and updates, before the ground crew pulled the canopy shut and folded the ladders away. He gave a thumbs up to the next plane in line, and lifted his mask, confirming their take-off roll with the tower. Brakes off, throttle up, and with a tremble, the A-6F began to roll, Ryan turning the jet in a graceful arc onto the taxiway.
He drummed his gloved fingers on the throttle as the jet rolled. He'd flown dozens of times, and on much more exciting takeoffs and landings. He'd been flung off a carrier in the dead of night in rolling seas, and landed back in the same. Flown down in the weeds to lob bombs at enemy positions under fire, and snuck through canyons, both natural and man-made to fling iron at the enemy, all of which had got his adrenaline raging, but for some reason, leading this mis-matched band into the air this morning had his blood singing.
The A-6 turned onto the runway head, and he buckled his mask, glancing over to Diane, who had the same fire in her eyes he did, grinning at him and offering a fist-bump before she pulled on her mask and checked her instrumentation.
The tower gave the clear, and with a grin to himself under the mask, he advanced the throttle, the engines climbing into a roar that rattled through the airframe. With a whoop he toed off the brakes and the A-6 leapt forward, gathering speed. Air rushed past the canopy, building to a rumble before he pulled back on the stick as the speed climbed. The ungainly-looking bird thundered upward. As the gear folded away, it began to soar and Ryan felt his own excitement climb with his plane.
Reaching 6,000ft he pulled the Intruder into a circle, flying a holding pattern to let the others join up on him. He glanced over at Diane who returned the look. Despite their masks, he knew there was a smile on her face and his matched it as he spoke over the circuit to the rest of the squad.
"Okay, gentlemen and ladies. We're currently holding at 6,000 waiting for y'all to come and join us here. Once we're all neatly assembled and you've got yourselves in order, we'll proceed on to the next stop on our sightseein' tour of lovely Avalon, and perhaps take in some morning recreation with the locals." Diane chuckled softly and cut in.
"This flight is non-smoking, and a trolley service of light refreshments will be served. Please place your lunch orders with the cabin crew, thank you for flying expeditionary air".

My little pony FIM: TTOTLK

Silverwind pointed toward the ground with one hoof; a clearing ran through the forest below. Trees were fallen to either side, and the ground looked broken and uneven, the earth recently disturbed. The darker coloured Pegasi circled overhead, slowing to catch up close enough to Vince so that he could be heard.
"Looks like our survey area," he called out over the rush of wind. "We'll go down and have a looksee; there might be some new passage through the forest, or some other useful or unusual things exposed... best be careful though. The disturbance might have woken up... things... Stick close to me and we should be fine though," he said with a nod, before he dropped down, flaring to land gracefully, rear hooves first.
He pushed his goggles up with one hoof and glanced around cautiously, trotting forward a few steps, and picking his way carefully over the uneven ground. The area smelt off; strong smells of tree sap, turned earth and forest loam mingled with the smells of decay and animal scents. A shiver ran down his spine and he shifted his wings against his sides and flicked his tail. He was sure there were eyes on him from within the treeline, watching and waiting.
"Let's be careful," he said quietly, his bright green eyes, glimmering with energy and excitement earlier now focused and keen. One hoof pawed the loose earth as he moved on.

Another World's War

Should I go ahead and give up on this one?

@Pilatus

I had a busy weekend, so no posts from me over it. Plus I was waiting for Foster or Slypheed to make a post, and I would've made one tonight regardless.
Didn't have anything worth saying in the OOC, so I didnt until now.
Either way, there'll be another post from me tonight to keep things moving along.

Another World's War

though it's gonna be admittedly hard to lose that big bitch of an aircraft going slow as it is.

-Because your plane is slow, hurrrr.

Tough shit, deal with it.
I chose a plane I liked, and I'm sticking with it.

Another World's War

As your wingman, I will be sure to call blind every time you move

@Massasauga

I don't know what that means, sadly :/