TentacleLord

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Before answering, the Reichsritter turned around, the heavy feet slamming against the metal as it set off in a loping stride in the direction it had been going previously, as Jonathan snapped off a single word over the communication system. "Follow." Without bothering to check if the Moloch could keep up, the machine made quick time through the metal wasteland, keeping its head low as Jonathan began to explain his predicament.
"You're new here, right? Someone from either the oasis's or the edge, right? This here's fucking bandit country. Trying to kill people comes with the territory and all that shit." He maneuvered the mech around a rusted hull of what seemed to be a MBT. The armored feet slammed against the constantly shifting ground, the balancing system working in overdrive as Jonathan extended the radar range of the Reichsritter in an attempt to find out if any more hidden surprises would appear on the horizon. Mechanical pistons creaked and hissed before adding the insomniac added another comment over the radio. "Angry fucking bandits, mind you. And fucking Yo-Ho the Pirate."

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The Reichsritter's head turned to look back where he came from, where the wreckage of the mobile armor still cooled(although not much, it was a desert), before turning back to the Moloch. Then it looked back at the place it came from, then again to the Moloch. Then it repeated the cycle for a final time as the speakers crackled to life once more. "Jonathan. I'm a fucking cook. I win fucking awards for my fucking delicious pastries." Jonathan's arms flicked over the set of keys in front of him, turning down the electrical warfare suite and ordering his massive robot to sheath the bastard sword. It complied, the blade sliding away with the same hiss of well oiled parts. Jonathan then cut the speakers, switching over to his radio and prompting the Moloch to open a channel.

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Well, after seeing the bio it looks to be accepted.

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The Reichsritter's blade remained pointed directly at the possible assailant, while Jonathan considered his options from the inside. If he killed this man now, saved all the trouble he could possibly bring. If he let him live, there was the possibility this mysterious mecha could possibly be used to drag in more dough, or as a bullet monkey if they ever ran into each other on a mission. There was, however, another benefit for letting him live... Jonathan gave a short, harsh burst of laughter that did translate over the speaker very well, instead forming as a loud and obnoxious burst of static. ...to ward off a rather... annoying character. The Reichsritter straightened up as Jonathan made his decision and relayed it to the unknown mech. "Oi, asshat. Why don't I take you to Haven. Lead you there, in fact. Help one another out? Fucking spirit of goodwill and that shit."

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From just the weapons, looks good.

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The entire Reichsritter stopped dead as soon as the blip that was the Moloch appeared on the radar, Jonathan snapping to attention and raising his guard, raising the firewalls and various other protective programs as the hulking biped stomped around to face the newcomer. He loudly cursed the heavens that he'd not noticed his traveling companion, choosing instead to grasp and draw one of the many melee weapons on the unit, the massive bastard-sword that slid out of the top of the shield with the distinctive mechanical hiss of well-oiled joints. Loudspeakers crackled to life as Jonathan flipped a small switch on the topside of the cockpit as he examined the new mech, which remained untagged on his screen. The resulting boom of static cleared as a voice that carried more metal that the surrounding dunes growled out a distorted: "Identify, fuckface! I'm not in the mood to deal with would be fucking assassins!"

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jman221 said
i have no idea how im gonna start....

Haven or the surrounding Junkyard is a good place to start. Haven's a hub of activity, from assassination contracts being posted to mech parts being sold. There's a grand total of three bars for the people who like to collect their contracts the old fashioned way, and a small number of warehouses that are rented from the the more powerful groups who come into Haven.

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There's two heavy-hitting brusier type mechs, with three glass cannons and an agile sniper-mech, I think. There'll be a ramming one to add to the bruisers I believe.

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Jonathan's frenzied stomping slowly abated, until he was doing it in lieu of anything to do as he thought out his next move. After setting the Reichsritter's foot down for a final time outside of the now useless pile of machinery, the pilot began to run a systems check, scanning his immediate area for any suspicious blips on his radar. Nothing. Jonathan smiled. That meant he could get back to Haven with out some random asshole coming out of the metal to slice him. He sat back in the chair, carefully angling the main camera down to shoot a picture of the mulched mech and the exceptionally flat cockpit. Confirmation of kill. Making a mental note to send in the completed hit, the metallic behemoth turned, stalking into the ruined mountains and the dunes that lead to Haven. As soon as it reached the first dune, it began to set off in a loping stride through the desert landscape, with Jonathan making sure to keep a watchful eye out for additional attackers.

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What SwagStag said. As for Asura, I like the red one 'cause it's got a pile bunker.