Crystaline - A Mildy Mecha RP (always open)

[Code Monkey]

Well, where was her last known locatio- ... He cut me off.

"What did he say?"

Nothing more than we already know. One second Gil was there, the next she's not.

Choppy had never seen Ned so grim. He didn't blame him, Gil was the first person Ned had met at security that didn't treet him like a service droid.

"Alright, Alright... Choppy, open a Vmail to...Crap, who do we contact now that Gil's gone?"

How about the other pilots?

"Right, right. Send a message to everyone on patrol."

What do you think they should do?

Hey, they're the ones with field training.

 

[ae86gamer]

Ella continued to sing for several minutes. She had veered from the group and began patrolling her area. She had been there a few hours now but nothing seemed to be out of place.

"We're all good over here in section C."

No answer. "Hello? Hello?! Eclipse, what the hell is going on?"

"I'm not sure Ms.Ella. Would you like me to try and contact the others?"

"Yeah.. Try and contact Ned, or Leo, or anyone."

"Right away Ms. Ella."

 

[Code Monkey]

Alright, I messaged Uke, Langda, and the Silic unit. Now, For E-
Before choppy could record, A beep indicated an incoming communication link.

Speak of the devil...Ella just sent a comm link.

"Open it up, Choppy. Maybe she knows just what's going on."

Sure thing...

Alright Ella, you and Eclipse are on. Me and Ned were just aout to message you. What's going on out there? We got report that Gil's missing.

 

[RavingPenguin]

Leo arrived at Gil's last known location, approx. 3 clicks outside the North wall.

"Shit, shes not here... Le'arda, start scanning for Emmersons oil evaporation trail. The mix I last put in him was a WD-80."

"Right away sir," Le'arda chimed, "WD-80 trail detected, trail consistent with an oil leak."

"The hell? That cant be I checked Emmersons oil system 2 or 3 days ago." Leo was confused, just what the hell had happened? "Le'arda, follow the trail. We need to find Gil."

2 clicks west of Gil's last known location, Leo found Emmerson. The mech was trashed, something had hit it and torn it up. Not far away was a pile of scrap, whatever had been here, Gil had hit it and hit it hard. Leo jumped out of Le'arda's cockpit. Gil was nowhere to be found. Leo began searching Emmerson and other than some heavy damage to his plating found no problems. He then moved to the rubble heap, and what he found surprised him. A large Crystaline generator. It was no longer operable, but Leo recognized it immediately. He had built just such a generator the year he had been banished from his clan. "No..." He thought, "It cant be.."
Leo began to search the wreckage for the pilot. He found the mangled corpse a dozen yards away from the pile of machine parts. Sure enough, the pilot was Leathara. The mark on his chest, badly damaged as it was, identified him as part of Leo's old clan. "Shit!" He screamed, "Not her,anyone but her! What are my people thinking, taking someone of prestige for the reckoning?"

"Learda, put out a message to all units. I've found Emmerson. 3 clicks North and 2 clicks West of the North District. This is an emergency. Gils been taken. I need a team to retrieve her, we have a 5 day time limit."

Spoiler: OOC

Not a literal 5 days, just however long it takes. Hopefully this will help get us moving again.

 

[ae86gamer]

"Wait-What?! She's missing?! I haven't spoken to her since we left. I've just been scouting my area.. Are you sure she's just not out of range or something?"

"Perhaps we should go and look for her Ms. Ella. We would not be able to search the entire area but we would search about twenty-five percent of it.

"No.. You're almost out of fuel. We have to get back to the pitt.. then we'll come back out an search."

 

[Code Monkey]

Alright, but hurry. We have not heard back from the other pilots y-

"Choppy! Leo found Emmerson. But Gil's not with it. Put me on with Ella."

Uh, Ned wants to talk to you.

"

Am I on? Hello? O.k.: Leo and Le'arda found Gil's mech. I'm going to invite him to the comm channel, Maye he can tell us what's going on. Oh, and you know that Cannon you were going to test? It works, and I'd like to give it to either you or Le'arda for the search. I know I can't pilot, but I'd still like to help.

"

Ned, you don't have aproval from the council.

"Realy Choppy? You're going to bring that up now? I think we have more important things to worry about. Send a link to Leo. And warm up the Compression Welder."

 

[Nukey]

"So we lost one of the higher ups? Well this is going to be a great day." Silic muttered to himself.

"Was that sarcasm?"

Hound inquired, speaking in it's familiar mechanical voice.

"Take a guess."

 

[RavingPenguin]

"Leo," Le'arda cooed softly, "Leo, we need to tell the others whats going on. I'm sure that they'd like to know."

"Yeah sure." He said as he solemnly poked through the pile of scrap Emmerson had been able to create, tucking a piece here and there into a courier bag."I need to know exactly what went on here first though. Hey, Le'arda, set up an automated message. Tell the other pilots to get back to the hangar and talk to Ned, then head to my possition. We'll talk here. Meanwhile, I need you to get back to the hanger, refuel, and re-arm. Have Ned fit you with the heavy plate and the gatling cannons I built last year. Also tell him to activate plan 95 on all mechs."

"Right away sir. Are you going to be alright out here?" Le'arda sang.

"I'll be fine," Leo reassured her, " I have my side arm. Nothings going to happen. Now please time is of the essence here."

Le'arda left for the hanger, leaving Leo behind to solve the riddle.

 

[Code Monkey]

Ned had set up a temporary workshop in the hangar. This was procedure when working on multiple mechs, but he still didn't like it. A wrench didn't feel like a wrench when he was anywhere out of the smithy.

Radar's picking someone up.

Ned looked up. Le'arda was on it's way.
Her. Not it's. Her. Ned reminded himself. Wouldn't want to offend something with a gun that big. As she touched down in the hangar, Ned walked up to her.

"Hey, Got some news?"
(Ned had looked up Leo's database while he was waiting, and Apparently Le'arda disliked formal greetings.)

"Leo wants me to tell you to fit me with the heavy plate and the gatling cannons he built last year, and to activate something called "plan 95" on myself and the other mechs. The pilots should be on their way here."

Ned had been typing at a terminal. At the mention of "Plan 95" he stopped abruptly.

"Plan 95... Well, if he wants me to do that, then whatever we're dealing with has powerfull EMP technology." He looked over at the table he had chose to rest the EMP cannon.
"I guess that means this won't be of much help. Pity. I was hoping we could use it. I guess that's for another fight...
After about 20 minutes, the complicated task of applying the heavy armor and gattling guns was complete. Strangely enough, when the time came to activate plan 95, there was nothing physical done to Le'arda. All he did was punch a code into a terminal, and he said that was all he needed to do.
The only explanation she could get out of him about "Plan 95" Was that it could combat all but the most powerfull EMP attacks, and that all mechas designed by the city had it built in. There was some techno babble about how it worked, but that was it. (The host machinery divert power from the flux innitiators to create an equal pulse to combat the orginal, blah blah blah.)

After Le'arda had left, Ned took the opportunity to get some rest until the next pilot arrived. It was going to be a long day.

 

[ae86gamer]

After a few minutes Ella finally arrived at the hangar. She sat in the mech for a few moments, silent and ready to go home. "We'll find her Ms. Ella."

"Is that what you think Eclipse? She disappeared without a trace... I didn't even notice her beacon dropping from my screen."

"We'll find her Ms. Ella."

"I really hope you're right Eclipse. I really hope you are." Ella shut down the mech and exited the mech. She saw that the hangar was empty and decided to refuel Eclipse herself. What could have happened? She thought to herself. Gil wasn't someone to just up and leaver her mech. She loved that thing.. What the hell is going on?

 

[Nukey]

Silic was the next to arrive at the hangar, his mech low on fuel and badly in need of a fuel change.

"Powering down."

"Lets hope so." Silic exited the mech, climbing out of the cockpit of the walker into the hangar.

"I'm going to take a nap, wake me when I'm needed." He shouted diving onto one of the many coaches in the office, quickly curling up into a ball before falling asleep. His eyes settled on pitch black as he feel asleep, the augmentation turning off as he was swept away into the land of dreams.

 

[Xero Scythe]

Spoiler: OOC

Hey, mind if I get in on this?

 

[RavingPenguin]

Quoted for attention

Spoiler: OOC

Not at all, Sky said it will always be open and we intend to keep it that way. Just read up on the situation and write in your character well.

 

[Code Monkey]

Ned noticed Ella doing some standard maintenance on Eclypse, and stepped in.

"Hi. Listen, I know this is a bad time for everyone, but Leo wanted me to activate this dormant program in all the mechs. I assume the Silic won't mind if I do anything, But I wanted to make sure it was o.k with you."

 

[ae86gamer]

"Dormant program? Uh.. Sure I guess. I'm just gonna finish up here and you can do whaetevr it is that Leo wanted you to do." Ella finished filling up Eclipse with gas and jumped back into the cockpit. She turned the mech on and waited for Ned.

"Dormant program?"
"How did you hear that?"
"I have exceptional hearing.. Now what dormant program was he talking about Ms. Ella?"
"No clue. We'll just have to wait and see."

 

[thegamermn]

<spoiler=OOC> Uhmm...could I reserve a spot? I can't post a sheet right now

 

[RavingPenguin]

Spoiler: OOC

__>

 

[thegamermn]

Name:Karilad
Age:823 (looks to be in his twenties)

Gender:Male

Species:Kaadrin <spoiler=Race description>The Kaadrin are a fairly humanoid race, their skin usually ranging from bright green to black, the major difference is the four arms (That's four fore-arms.) and pupil colors which cover all colors imagineable. The Kaadrin are known for their strength and agility, meaning they usually are employed as fighters, law enforcement officers, or bounty hunters.

Description:Stands at around seven feet tall, well built, dark green skin, black hair kept in dreadlocks, ice blue eyes. He usually just wears a pair of cargopants (It's rather hard to find nice-looking shirts with four sleeves, you know) unless he's in a combat situation on foot, in which case he wears a set of custom-made armor.

Current citizen

Bio:Karilad has always been a worker, usually doing heavy lifting for farms or factories, both in and out of a mech. he's rather blunt at times, which has gotten him into several fights.
he was approached by the company after shutting down a gang that was running a "protection" racket (hey, they interrupted his lunch break, what with the bats and the molotov cocktails, was he just going to sit around?) he accepted with the memorable response "eh, why the hell not?"

Rankilot, rank 1

Mecha:Crasher


<spoiler=OOC> This good? and do I need to post a description of the mech or are they all fairly cookie-cutter kind of design

 

[RavingPenguin]

Spoiler: OOC

Lookin good, Sky said the mechs she had invisioned were more along the lines of the gundam mechs, but its more or less up to the poster and what they think it looks like. I still have a trick or two left with mine. Feel free to pop into the story anywhere, just write in well and keep with the story please.

 

[thegamermn]

"Oi! whaddya' think you're doing, just lazing about? charge up, I need to give you a quick once-over before we head out!" Kar shouted into an earpiece

<color=blue>"Affirmative, systems activating." Came the reply in a mechanized baritone.
"And cut the stiff-necked police talk, I told you how much that pisses me off!"
<color=blue>"But it sounds so--"
"But nothing!" Kar shouted, cutting off the bot "One of the higher-ups has been taken and we're supposed to go track 'er down, keep it simple and kindly keep your trap shut until I finish my modifications!"
<color=blue>"Alright, alright! sheesh, what's got you in such a funk?" Crasher queried "None of yer damn business, that's what!" Kar replied <color=blue>"That chick in the bar shot you down, didn't she?" Crasher asked, somehow managing to sound as though it was grinning "Damn I gotta' remember to turn the earpiece off..." Kar mumbled as he grabbed some tools and a remote, steering a machine with a palette of weapons on it next to the mech.
<color=blue>"Oooh, new equipment? Crasher asked in awe, Kar simply grinned and steered a crane hook over to the weapons, holding a blade sheathe to the back of the mech. Kar clambered up and began fastening the sheathe to the Crasher's back "I just hope I can remember how to use the damn things." He stated, his irritation returning a bit. <spoiler=OOC> Das ist gut? (Translation:This Okay?)