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Current I think watching fight scenes can help in general terms with writing combat, since it can give you an idea of flow and choreography.
2 yrs ago
At least if you're writing something you know, with knights.
2 yrs ago
I mean, depends on what you're writing, and the tone and theme of what you're writing. Trained armored knights were legitimately monstrous on the battlefield, so looking up how they fought helps.
2 yrs ago
As much as there's a lot of reasons twitter sucks, I genuinely don't want to see it die for the sake of all the artists who now rely on it. Hoping the shithead stops trying to directly administrate.
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roleplayerguild.com/posts/5… If anyone's up for fighting some kaiju, why not try out my new RP, Godzilla: YATAGARUSU?

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"Hello, EINHERJAR pilots! It's everyone's favorite girl, VALKYRIE!"

The cheery young voice that played over her communications system wasn't an unfamiliar one in the least. Given this job was still within range of planetary systems, it was no surprise that the AI designed to assist EINHERJAR's mercenaries could still reach them.

"It looks like everything's been handled already, so all that's left for me to do before you deploy is to wish you good luck and happy hunting~!"

Hearing those words from a cheery young girl was surreal. Sometimes, she wondered just who was behind VALKYRIE's design and personality, and why the hell they chose it in the first place.

Not that she minded, though.

The mission briefing had been simple, really.

A large corporate mercenary force sent by Ultima Universal had set up shop on Bifrost's moon, Himinbjorg. This wasn't the best news, not just for their client(she was pretty sure they were corpo themselves. Probably Hasegawa-Erichtson) but also for Bifrost itself. Sure, it wasn't like the average corp was dumb enough to tangle with EINHERJAR head-on, but there was plenty they could do to try to exploit the planet and its people without doing so.

Not like any corp was totally clean, but Ultima Universal was definitely one of the nastier ones.

They were apparently doing some kind of mining operation, but on top of that they were also receiving a high-value package. If she had to guess, it was probably some dark tech from the war or stuff that either the UEC or the LTS didn't want being found.

The point was, it was their job to take Ultima Universal's operation down. The mission was to split into two squads and land on the moon, with one squad wiping out their defenses so they couldn't fight back and the other taking out their communications so they couldn't call for help. After that, inflicting as much financial damage as possible by destroying as much of their operation as possible. Making it seem like an unappealing investment, basically.

There was a bonus for taking out any of their higher-spec hardware, and finally they had to secure the package. Whatever dark tech or government secret was waiting for them.

Valika grinned to herself, leaning forward on her AUG's dashboard.

Even if the client was a corp too, she was fine with it. It didn't sound like they were interested in the facility, given how they wanted it pretty much wiped out. Just the package.

As long as Momo and her got to annihilate the main threat and get paid, it all worked out.

And she was nothing but confident in her machine.

She opened her comms.

"Alrighty, we've got VALKYRIE's blessing, who's ready to go?!"

Currently, the EINHERJAR mercenaries were riding in two separate ships. Given their close proximity to Himinbjorg, they were already onboard their AUGs.

They'd be dropped off some distance away from the target, but once there they'd been in the thick of things pretty quickly.

"I sure am," she continued, "Momo's gonna tear right through those Ultima MAs."

@Psyker Landshark@OwO@Silverwind Blade@Eisenhorn@The World@vietmyke
Hey yeah I'm co-GMing this, because apparently I just didn't think I was gming enough RPs.
Hey, just an update.

Still not feeling too great, but I'm going to try and get the OP up tomorrow.
"A... mask?"

Fanilly reiterated Dame Amy's words to herself in her mind. A cold pale mask, inscribed with a single staring eye.

She didn't recall ever hearing about anything like that. It was entirely unfamiliar before. Certainly, there were certain cults who used an eye as their symbol, but beyond the most basic knowledge of their existence Fanilly knew nothing of them.

Was one of those cults involved in this situation? One that worshipped the shattered blade or its wielder? Or was it something else entirely?

Fanilly hadn't the faintest idea. And yet, in spite of how vague it was, the mask with its staring eye was still their best possible lead. It gave them some sort of clue as to who might be responsible.

Even if he couldn't speak, the dying Boar Commander had managed to give them a path forward.

"Thank you, Dame Amy," she addressed the half-demon with a nod of her head, "Please, go and get your injuries tended to as soon as possible."

To be truthful, she hadn't quite been able to focus on what Clarice had been saying, so she was taken by surprise by Sir Fionn's demand for an apology.

So, apparently, was the curse-wielding mage herself.

"Apologize?" she asked, shrinking back only slightly from the shock of Sir Fionn's anger, "For... for what?! She dragged me over here without even explaining anything! It's not like I didn't help or something, you know!"

It was quite clear she didn't see any issue with her words or actions.




As the moon slowly rose, little on the battlefield seemed to change.

However, one thing was noticeable.

The remains of the final curse giant, the black tar that had melted clean off of its twisted bones into a slurry of curses, was beginning to fade away. Dissolving, the moonlight purging it from the sacred place as it dissipated into a shadowy vapor before vanishing from site entirely.

Though a battle had raged there, such wickedness would not remain in Cae Mayl.




It would take some time, but eventually Sir Fleuri would locate a face-down, pitch black helmet, thankfully still containing the head of its wielder. While there was no sound from the head when it was lifted, Haelstadt would suddenly stop, shifting to their knees and raising their hands in the air in hopes of getting the knight to come closer.

It was clear that the towering figure's head had been located.

@Rune_Alchemist@HereComesTheSnow@Raineh Daze@ERode@PigeonOfAstora@Conscripts@Crimson Paladin@Creative Chaos@The Otter@Krayzikk@Psyker Landshark@6slyboy6
Hey, going to have to delay this a bit, I've not been feeling very well and I just don't feel up to posting an adequate OP tonight. Sorry! It'll probably go up in the next two days.
Certainly, reporting to her parents was important.

But after that, the first thing that Velvetica wanted to do after her arrival was to speak with her older brother.

Elroy Hraeslag was considerably taller then his younger sister, but shared her blond hair and blue eyes. Considered exemplary as a warrior, some of his admirers also favored his looks in addition to his skill with a blade.

For Velvetica, he was the brother who inspired her to step into the world that was the art of the sword.

"You encountered a Witch?"

She'd just finished telling him more of the details of their latest duty.

"I can't say I ever expected to hear those words coming out of my little sister's mouth," he continued, a good-natured smile on his lips.

"She was quite irritating, in all honesty," responded Velvetica, running a hand through her hair with a huff, "However, she did prove to be a source of valuable information, and it appears the doll she gave us may be quite useful. While she may be a heretical Witch, I can't say I'm dismayed by the encounter."

"Always thinking practically, Velvetica," responded Elroy, "Even when you were little, it was like you were always considering the best possible option to get the exact outcome you wanted. Were you just a born strategist?"

"Born with it or not, regardless, it's the duty that I seek to carry out."

Velvetica glanced upwards towards her brother's face.

Indeed, he was the figure that she admired. Certainly, while she utilized her agility and swiftness and he instead used his reach and physical prowess, it was his swordplay that inspired her own.

She had nothing but faith in her older brother, and thus he was one of her most trusted sources of advice.

"What do you think of the Morahti we encountered?" she asked.

"Hmmm..." her older brother paused for a moment, looking thoughtful, "I would think if they'd been hired by Ithillin's crown they'd have been forbidden to take slaves. There is much to be said about them, but Ithillin's people still worship the same goddesses as we do. At the very least I can't see Ithillin's King just allowing mercenaries on their payroll to engage in an abomination."

Velvetica nodded. Ithillin was their chief rival, one that had been testing them greatly as of late as it seemed like open conflict may be looming ever closer. But at the same time, she doubted that mercenaries engaging openly in slavery could be in the employ of the crown.

"Perhaps someone operating without consulting their King?" she asked, "Or perhaps without caring for appearances, if nothing else."

"Mm, maybe..." Elroy was still pondering the possibilities, when he suddenly looked past Velvetica, "Ah, I think there's someone here to speak to you."

Velvetica glanced back over her shoulder, and immediately recognized the nem merchant.

"Lady Lirrah? Is there something you wanted to talk about?"

@Octo
I figure a decent comparison would just be like a Gundam vs a grunt mobile suit. In a straight matchup the AUG armor outfights the MA 90% of the time, skill probably comes into account, and some rarer jumbo MA might be trouble, but generally they must rely on numbers or tactics to overcome an AUG team.


@Senhara: This is exactly what I had in mind, mass-produced MAs don't stand up to a decent AUG on average.

As for speed, again, it's kind of hard to compare(especially since I'll admit my experience with older-gen Armored Core is less hands on then my experience with AC6).

Something like CATAPHRACT would probably have to be sort of a special attachment you can bring rather then something your AUG is constantly equipped with and would need some serious drawbacks to keep it from being too overwhelming to work with as a GM.

@Silverwind Blade: You're fine at where you at, like I said comparisons are something I kind of struggle with sometimes so I only made one because I was asked. ^^;

And yes, upgrades are intended.

The RP's probably going to launch this weekend, by the way!
@Sanity43217: A quick lookover says probably not.

@Senhara: This is always something I have a bit of a hard time putting into words. ^^;

While I'm not yet finished with my second playthrough of AC6, I think Sixth gen isn't a bad comparison overall.
"... Tch."

Eyes narrowed, Elizstrazia folded her arms. In all honesty, she was somewhat disappointed that there wasn't a fight. She'd have loved an oppportunity to crush a church representative. But, deep down, she supposed that it wouldn't be suitable for their duty. And she wanted to crush that demon possessing the woman almost as much at the moment.

Besides, it was an excellent way to show off her superiority and resplendence.

"It's simple, church dog, I think even you might be able to understand it," she replied with a scowl, "We made a deal, and in exchange I'm going to show them all just how much better I am at their job."

Her lips parted into a grin.

"Afraid I'll show you up? Hmm? A scale demon is bound to be superior to anyone else, after all," continued Elizstrazia, "Really, why don't you watch as I do your job for you?"

Even if it wasn't in a fight, she was still going to prove her superiority.

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