Post by Ketara on Feb 2, 2010 2:15:07 GMT -5
These are the unedited bits I got from Jon regarding the battle. It is obviously not complete, hard to read in places, and I modified his outcome a little so take the outcome loosely, but I figured some people might like to read it.
<a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=1_m0uSZjvxo">It's Easier to Win in Mexico!</a> Guatemala? Not So Much...
-rp shit
-locale: Guatemala; purdy; beaches; foresty
-sich: fleets facing each other down; chicken little is on intercept course and jojo's little fingerpuppets have a brief chat while heading towards engagement zone; officers in zeeks have convo about fight and the missing pilots (Persephone and marko);
-GUNDAM FIGHT
Slowly, the two sizable forces made their way towards one another. The Zeon troops were the aggressors here, moving to intercept at high speed. Even without their two compatriots, Alain Grace and Ferusha Glavadeen moved to the head of the main Zeon formation. Alain's Efreet Custom traversed the land atop a Dodai II, while Ferusha's Zaku II rested atop a Dodai YS. They stayed low to the ground in preparation for attack runs on Federation assets. Spread out behind them in a defensive line were two dozen fighters, pacing the massive Gaws, the <I>Dragon</I> and <I>Silva</I>. Made up of 10 Dopps and a pair of Lugguns, the Zeon air forces coasted for the moment, content to act as a defensive screen.
<br><br>
In the Efreet Custom, Alain rubbed his temples, praying for some peace and quiet from his own personal 'Ghost in the machine.' So far she had been quiet, for which Alain was thankful. The drugs coursing through his system had little to do with that, he had learned. <I>'A favor, perhaps?'</I> A rueful smile passed across his visage, and he subconsciously reached for the back of his neck. Time had hardly dulled the pain from his self-inflicted wounds.
<br><br>
<I>'However, at least it gives me something to focus on for the time being...'</I> His thoughts trailed off. The sleeve by his wrist caught his eye, so near it was to his face, and he nodded inwardly. <I>'Definitely need to get that new uniform.'</I>
<br><br>
Continuing towards the coastline, the remaining units of the <b>9th Combined Operations Fleet</b> slid into their arranged positions. A group of tanks rumbled through a worn pathway through the trees, heading perpendicular to a distant beachhead. Above them soared a small contingent of Gunship Helis. Leading the pack was a unique hybrid between a tank and an old-fashioned Zeon mobile suit. Turning sharply, the machine slid in a way that was at odds with its size and mass.
<br><br>
Inside the Hildolfr, Bryce Hollerfelt rubbed his wrist where his family wristwatch had sat for so many years. The void caused by its absence was odd, but it felt good all the same. As he held one arm in the other, he thought of Arianna's enormous green eyes crinkling in a smile as the two parted ways.
<br><br>
<b>*WHUMP*</b>
<br><br>
One misfortunate tree came crashing to the ground as the Hildolfr plowed through it. Bryce quickly returned his attention to the road, resolving again to fight at his best, to ensure that he could survive and see Ari again.
<br><br>
A short distance away, another group of units moved towards the coast - though a different section than the tanks had chosen. Duncan Keystone's Gouf spearheaded the traveling pack of a number of additional Zaku troops. They were under strict orders to do little more than remain on station and protect the various artillery units nearby, and to fire upon targets of opportunity when possible. Duncan was sure he could hear the grumblings over the comm concerning 'babysitting,' and Duncan had to admit they were probably right. Scratching the point on his torso where his partially-unbuttoned uniform met his undershirt, he sighed and sent out a note to his comrades.
<br><br>
"Yeah, yeah, look. Can the chatter. We've got a job to do, and we're going to do it. 'Sides," the exuberant man grinned, "we all know th'Feds can't resist nice juicy targets like those sliding bricks over there. We'll get ours."
<br><br>Murmured assent came in response, and Duncan settled back into his seat. It was more likely to be a boring afternoon even so - but it wouldn't do to have the men unprepared.
<br><br>
Noelle Everett's Dom skated past the Gallop-class <I>Liger</I>, sliding in between the thick trees of the Guatemalan countryside. She resigned herself to an uneventful day spent checking the perimeter with the Gallop - <I>'Damn thing looks like a freaking snail. This sucks.'</I> Letting out a large sigh, she settled to the ground for a moment and surveyed the area.
<br><br>
Beneath her 'skirts,' a number of infantry rode past on Wappas. Ritter Novosad's elite Panzergrenadier squad shot through gaps in the treeline that appeared impassable by even a man on foot. Their hands were sure, however, and they traversed the terrain with little difficulty. Cloaks of muted browns and greens currently covered the usual black of their armor, and Ritter shrugged inwardly at the decision.
<br><br>
<I>'The mission's too important to be scrapped because some lucky Fed asshole spots one of us shining in the middle of the goddamn forest. What do they think we are, stormtroopers?'</I>
<br><br>
Behind him, cutting across his former path at almost 90-degrees, came a final artillery grouping. The ground shuddered at its passing. Though the group was small in number, it was hardly undersized. Two utterly massive Xamels thundered along the forest floor first, traveling slowly so as to make their way safely. The <I>Schmerz</I>, a Dobday-class vessel, trailed in their wake, using the path they inevitably helped to clear. Behind it rumbled a Rhinoceros, using the tread grooves from the <I>Schmerz</I> to ease its own passing. The pilots of the foursome had dubbed themselves 'Team Fatbody' and the moniker seemed as appropriate as any. Team Fatbody moved slowly towards a distant clearing some ways from the other Zeon groupings, the last of their forces to approach operational readiness.
LINEBREAK
<br>
While the Zeon troops moved into position, their Federation counterparts were doing the same. The <b>87th Integrated Fleet</b> thundered southwards, prepped for a fight. The massive floating fortress, the Himalaya-class <I>Lleu Llaw Gyffes</I>, crashed through the water of the Pacific Ocean. Her compatriot, the <I>Meru</I> - a somewhat-rare monster of a battleship, an Everest-class - cut through the water with a tad more grace, but no less urgency. On land parallel to the ships, the <I>Black Hawk</I> and the <I>Gofannon</I> floated in an almost leisurely fashion. However, the crews of the Big Trays were hardly lackadaisical and sat alertly at their stations.
<br><br>
All about the hovercraft rolled numerous Federation tanks. Nearly two-dozen Type 61s covered the soft Guatemalan turf in treadmarks, as they attempted to keep up with the Big Trays that floated above the slightly-damp ground. ***SOMETHING ABOUT CRAY***
<br><br>
The <I>Llud</I>, a Medea, held back slightly, and in the cloudless sky could be seen flying well above her earthbound comrades. Surrounding the Medea was a thick swarm of Federation fighters and bombers, each one piloted by a soldier at combat-ready status. The jets numbered more than half-a-hundred, and they took confidence from their overwhelming numerical strength. More than one pilot believed (rightly or wrongly) he might not be involved in as fine a gathering of aircraft-driven force at any future point in time.
<br><br>
As the distant Zeon forces began to resolve on monitors and viewfinders, the Federal forces began to shift slightly in position. The two Big Trays pushed further forwards AND THEN JON NUKED THEM ALL WITH HIS DOG LOLOLOLOLOL
-as they enter into range, zeeks charge first ("all out offensive") - that means dragon, stilva, alain, ferusha, 20 dopps, 4 luggun attack "in loose formation"; I take that to mean the ms in front, with the fighters arrayed behind covering for the gaws (luggun sending targeting data to artillery); their entire intial thrust is designed to take out the meru (everest) and llg (himalaya)
-as zeon approach, eff split into their trio: naval, gofannon (big tray) and black hawk (big tray); their fighters from navy/bh have all taken off for the skies, and gofannon's do so as zeon approach (looking at this now, I feel like eff's strat plays into zeon's hands); the gofannon and black hawk slide forwards, moving towards the schmerz (dobday) - found via spotters from aircraft (dish)- which takes them towards the zeon 3rd artillery group (fun with xamels); eff pcs are arranged somehow so that a cpl are on each ship
-forces finally begin to attack each other; zeon opens up with bombardment from artillery; eff retaliates in kind, as its massive fleet of planes starts bombing runs; unfortunately, because zeon's forces are so spread out (5 diff groups, basically) the carpet-bombing is not particularly effective; in short order, the feds send the tin cods (x49, sheesh - leave 7 to help w/bomber def) to clear out the dopps that are now protecting the gaws and harassing aurem & any other ms on the navy ships; eff continues bombing protecting rogs with the snails, and begins to seriously ruin the day of the magella tanks; Duncan tries to protect them, but he and the zakus get into it with the type 61s (including cray), as well as a couple of gms; that's a lot of tank support;
-the gaws try to get strafing runs in on the navy ships, but are having trouble getting past aurem even with the dopps; this is why they have their crazy girl mecha, and alain shows up and the two of them start at it; ferusha gets to try and deal with whatever other PC ms are on the everest/llg; npcs try to hassle gaws, but are less successful; gaws begin attack runs as artillery on navy opens up; both ships and both planes get hammered, but all 4 stand after first pass; llud is called for to drop its npc MS by the navy;
-fun with xamels! Big trays approach dobday; guess who's also there? Xamels and rhinoceros. Slugfest. First major damage to big-time ship is done, and the black hawk gets seriously hit; the two big trays dump the dobday, though, and their ms take down one of the xamels as well; the remaining xamel pulls back, while the rhino stands to protect its retreat; gofannon sticks around to protect black hawk
-during the back-and-forth, ritter attempts to get close to the gofannon on wappas; however, the eff surmises that part of zeon's plan correctly, and they are keeping their anti-ritter fanfans ON the gofannon; seth waits as well; ritter makes it through the underbrush to conceal his approach, before bursting into the open beachhead within a half-km of the gofannon; in a panic they try to deploy the fanfans, but only get two out in time to deter some of the SS; about half of ritter's team manages to attach to the gofannon;
-noelle is bored; Noelle is NOT bored; here comes the chicken little! Nigel comes riding in but has to detour as the dom and gallop interfere; supports come into play - snipers have to get involved here; they struggle to keep the dom at bay, and one goes down; the Magellan artillery from earlier has been mostly decimated by the bombing runs; Duncan and bryce are still okay, mostly; Duncan has pulled after getting slammed hard by tanks; the hildolfr has made its way over to get involved with the big trays; with their targets of opportunity mostly gone, the bombers head towards the chicken little
-back in navy battle, gaws have taken heavy damage; both decide to attempt another strafing run and then ditch crew and kamikaze; BANZAI, bitches! Run works on the everest, but fails against the himalaya - extra eff npcs protecting the navy ships knock the gaw (dragon - already had been heavily damaged coming IN to the fight) off-course; the llg's captain is able to get the ship moving enough to beach itself; it's only clipped by a wing, shearing off a section of the flight deck, but keeping the thing from sinking (guncannons are not so lucky); ferusha gets nailed by the ef pcs; alain beats aurem as the two gaws make their runs, and attempts to take out the himalaya; the llud sacrifices itself to prevent the shot from connecting, and a gm sniper blast immolates the right side of the efreet's torso
-where did that come from? I'm glad you asked; Nigel has not defeated the dom, and it has damaged his medea somewhat more; but the bombers have managed to corral the gallop and try take it down via the chicken little's telemetry; the distraction for Noelle is enough for Nigel to rotate the ship and try to get his one remaining gm sniper a good look at the dragon (original target) - dragon is gone, obvs, but sniper sees efreet and takes the shot; Noelle saves the gallop at the expense of her own suit, to a degree
-back to the gofannon, as ritter is about to enter through a hatch onto the big tray, he has a premonition, and dives backwards; one of his men is not so lucky and gets a face full of seth's machinegun, already deployed in a defensive position; a firefight ensues between the infantry - seth's men are less well-equipped/trained, but hold superior positions and are able to prevent boarding; the fight sees the return of the rest of ritter's squad, who have disposed of the fanfans; ritter considers a secondary attack but decides against it and orders a retreat, though he manages to severely damage the gofannon's hoverskirt on the way - can't really move anymore;
-mostly mop-up from here on out; a handful of tin cods and dopps remain, but they regroup at their respective remaining ships; hildolfr acts as a shield to get ritter away safely, having finished the destruction of the black hawk while the gofannon was occupied internally - though the rhino was taken out before black hawk downed; gallop is the only real remaining zeon ship, and pulls out immediately with Noelle hitching a ride; ferusha manages to drag alain to safety; duncan's already out of the way with the one surviving Samson
TALLY FOR UPDATE:
(*NOTE* - I'm not 100% sure which EFF PCs go where except for Seth, Aurem, and Cray, so I'm assigning damage semi-randomly - everybody gets hit pretty hard, though)
Outcome: Federation Victory
Seth Injured 3
Edmund Repairing 4 Fatigued 2
Jay Repairing 3 Injured 1
Jack Repairing 6 Injured 3
Zanzen Repairing 5 Fatigued 2
Aaron Repairing 3 Injured 3
Jarvis Repairing 4 Fatigued 1
Aurem Repairing 5 Injured 3
Bigby Repairing 2 Fatigued 2
Cray Repairing 6 Fatigued 3
Ritter Injured 4
Alain Repairing 6 Injured 4
Bryce Repairing 3 Fatigued 2
Duncan Repairing 5 Fatigued 4
Noelle Repairing 5 Injured 1
Ferusha Repairing 2 Fatigued 3
SHIT THAT REMAINS -
EFF:
Himalaya (now severely damaged)
Gofannon (now moderately damaged)
3x 14 CP Marines
1x 56 CP Rangers
8x 14 VP Type 61
1x 28 VP GM CCT
1x 42 VP GM CCT
1x GM LCT (Arieta)
5x 14 VP Tin Cod
1x 28 VP Tin Cod
1x 42 VP Tin Cod
1x 56 VP Tin Cod
3x 14 VP Don Escargot
1x 42 VP Don Escargot
4x 14 VP Depp Rog
1x 28 VP Depp Rog
2x 42 VP Depp Rog
2x 14 VP Dish
Chicken Little (now heavily damaged)
-Marines, GM, Dish survive
ZEON:
Liger (now moderately damaged)
Sammy (now lightly damaged)
2x 14 CP Marines
1x 80 CP Panzergrenadiers
3x 28 VP Magella
1x 42 VP Magella
1x 42 VP Xamel
1x 33 VP Zaku II K
1x 56 VP Zaku II K
1x 14 VP Gouf
1x 33 VP Zaku II J
3x 28 VP Dopp
1x 42 VP Dopp
4x 70 VP Dopp
1x 33 VP Gunship Heli
1x 56 VP Luggun
<a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=1_m0uSZjvxo">It's Easier to Win in Mexico!</a> Guatemala? Not So Much...
-rp shit
-locale: Guatemala; purdy; beaches; foresty
-sich: fleets facing each other down; chicken little is on intercept course and jojo's little fingerpuppets have a brief chat while heading towards engagement zone; officers in zeeks have convo about fight and the missing pilots (Persephone and marko);
-GUNDAM FIGHT
Slowly, the two sizable forces made their way towards one another. The Zeon troops were the aggressors here, moving to intercept at high speed. Even without their two compatriots, Alain Grace and Ferusha Glavadeen moved to the head of the main Zeon formation. Alain's Efreet Custom traversed the land atop a Dodai II, while Ferusha's Zaku II rested atop a Dodai YS. They stayed low to the ground in preparation for attack runs on Federation assets. Spread out behind them in a defensive line were two dozen fighters, pacing the massive Gaws, the <I>Dragon</I> and <I>Silva</I>. Made up of 10 Dopps and a pair of Lugguns, the Zeon air forces coasted for the moment, content to act as a defensive screen.
<br><br>
In the Efreet Custom, Alain rubbed his temples, praying for some peace and quiet from his own personal 'Ghost in the machine.' So far she had been quiet, for which Alain was thankful. The drugs coursing through his system had little to do with that, he had learned. <I>'A favor, perhaps?'</I> A rueful smile passed across his visage, and he subconsciously reached for the back of his neck. Time had hardly dulled the pain from his self-inflicted wounds.
<br><br>
<I>'However, at least it gives me something to focus on for the time being...'</I> His thoughts trailed off. The sleeve by his wrist caught his eye, so near it was to his face, and he nodded inwardly. <I>'Definitely need to get that new uniform.'</I>
<br><br>
Continuing towards the coastline, the remaining units of the <b>9th Combined Operations Fleet</b> slid into their arranged positions. A group of tanks rumbled through a worn pathway through the trees, heading perpendicular to a distant beachhead. Above them soared a small contingent of Gunship Helis. Leading the pack was a unique hybrid between a tank and an old-fashioned Zeon mobile suit. Turning sharply, the machine slid in a way that was at odds with its size and mass.
<br><br>
Inside the Hildolfr, Bryce Hollerfelt rubbed his wrist where his family wristwatch had sat for so many years. The void caused by its absence was odd, but it felt good all the same. As he held one arm in the other, he thought of Arianna's enormous green eyes crinkling in a smile as the two parted ways.
<br><br>
<b>*WHUMP*</b>
<br><br>
One misfortunate tree came crashing to the ground as the Hildolfr plowed through it. Bryce quickly returned his attention to the road, resolving again to fight at his best, to ensure that he could survive and see Ari again.
<br><br>
A short distance away, another group of units moved towards the coast - though a different section than the tanks had chosen. Duncan Keystone's Gouf spearheaded the traveling pack of a number of additional Zaku troops. They were under strict orders to do little more than remain on station and protect the various artillery units nearby, and to fire upon targets of opportunity when possible. Duncan was sure he could hear the grumblings over the comm concerning 'babysitting,' and Duncan had to admit they were probably right. Scratching the point on his torso where his partially-unbuttoned uniform met his undershirt, he sighed and sent out a note to his comrades.
<br><br>
"Yeah, yeah, look. Can the chatter. We've got a job to do, and we're going to do it. 'Sides," the exuberant man grinned, "we all know th'Feds can't resist nice juicy targets like those sliding bricks over there. We'll get ours."
<br><br>Murmured assent came in response, and Duncan settled back into his seat. It was more likely to be a boring afternoon even so - but it wouldn't do to have the men unprepared.
<br><br>
Noelle Everett's Dom skated past the Gallop-class <I>Liger</I>, sliding in between the thick trees of the Guatemalan countryside. She resigned herself to an uneventful day spent checking the perimeter with the Gallop - <I>'Damn thing looks like a freaking snail. This sucks.'</I> Letting out a large sigh, she settled to the ground for a moment and surveyed the area.
<br><br>
Beneath her 'skirts,' a number of infantry rode past on Wappas. Ritter Novosad's elite Panzergrenadier squad shot through gaps in the treeline that appeared impassable by even a man on foot. Their hands were sure, however, and they traversed the terrain with little difficulty. Cloaks of muted browns and greens currently covered the usual black of their armor, and Ritter shrugged inwardly at the decision.
<br><br>
<I>'The mission's too important to be scrapped because some lucky Fed asshole spots one of us shining in the middle of the goddamn forest. What do they think we are, stormtroopers?'</I>
<br><br>
Behind him, cutting across his former path at almost 90-degrees, came a final artillery grouping. The ground shuddered at its passing. Though the group was small in number, it was hardly undersized. Two utterly massive Xamels thundered along the forest floor first, traveling slowly so as to make their way safely. The <I>Schmerz</I>, a Dobday-class vessel, trailed in their wake, using the path they inevitably helped to clear. Behind it rumbled a Rhinoceros, using the tread grooves from the <I>Schmerz</I> to ease its own passing. The pilots of the foursome had dubbed themselves 'Team Fatbody' and the moniker seemed as appropriate as any. Team Fatbody moved slowly towards a distant clearing some ways from the other Zeon groupings, the last of their forces to approach operational readiness.
LINEBREAK
<br>
While the Zeon troops moved into position, their Federation counterparts were doing the same. The <b>87th Integrated Fleet</b> thundered southwards, prepped for a fight. The massive floating fortress, the Himalaya-class <I>Lleu Llaw Gyffes</I>, crashed through the water of the Pacific Ocean. Her compatriot, the <I>Meru</I> - a somewhat-rare monster of a battleship, an Everest-class - cut through the water with a tad more grace, but no less urgency. On land parallel to the ships, the <I>Black Hawk</I> and the <I>Gofannon</I> floated in an almost leisurely fashion. However, the crews of the Big Trays were hardly lackadaisical and sat alertly at their stations.
<br><br>
All about the hovercraft rolled numerous Federation tanks. Nearly two-dozen Type 61s covered the soft Guatemalan turf in treadmarks, as they attempted to keep up with the Big Trays that floated above the slightly-damp ground. ***SOMETHING ABOUT CRAY***
<br><br>
The <I>Llud</I>, a Medea, held back slightly, and in the cloudless sky could be seen flying well above her earthbound comrades. Surrounding the Medea was a thick swarm of Federation fighters and bombers, each one piloted by a soldier at combat-ready status. The jets numbered more than half-a-hundred, and they took confidence from their overwhelming numerical strength. More than one pilot believed (rightly or wrongly) he might not be involved in as fine a gathering of aircraft-driven force at any future point in time.
<br><br>
As the distant Zeon forces began to resolve on monitors and viewfinders, the Federal forces began to shift slightly in position. The two Big Trays pushed further forwards AND THEN JON NUKED THEM ALL WITH HIS DOG LOLOLOLOLOL
-as they enter into range, zeeks charge first ("all out offensive") - that means dragon, stilva, alain, ferusha, 20 dopps, 4 luggun attack "in loose formation"; I take that to mean the ms in front, with the fighters arrayed behind covering for the gaws (luggun sending targeting data to artillery); their entire intial thrust is designed to take out the meru (everest) and llg (himalaya)
-as zeon approach, eff split into their trio: naval, gofannon (big tray) and black hawk (big tray); their fighters from navy/bh have all taken off for the skies, and gofannon's do so as zeon approach (looking at this now, I feel like eff's strat plays into zeon's hands); the gofannon and black hawk slide forwards, moving towards the schmerz (dobday) - found via spotters from aircraft (dish)- which takes them towards the zeon 3rd artillery group (fun with xamels); eff pcs are arranged somehow so that a cpl are on each ship
-forces finally begin to attack each other; zeon opens up with bombardment from artillery; eff retaliates in kind, as its massive fleet of planes starts bombing runs; unfortunately, because zeon's forces are so spread out (5 diff groups, basically) the carpet-bombing is not particularly effective; in short order, the feds send the tin cods (x49, sheesh - leave 7 to help w/bomber def) to clear out the dopps that are now protecting the gaws and harassing aurem & any other ms on the navy ships; eff continues bombing protecting rogs with the snails, and begins to seriously ruin the day of the magella tanks; Duncan tries to protect them, but he and the zakus get into it with the type 61s (including cray), as well as a couple of gms; that's a lot of tank support;
-the gaws try to get strafing runs in on the navy ships, but are having trouble getting past aurem even with the dopps; this is why they have their crazy girl mecha, and alain shows up and the two of them start at it; ferusha gets to try and deal with whatever other PC ms are on the everest/llg; npcs try to hassle gaws, but are less successful; gaws begin attack runs as artillery on navy opens up; both ships and both planes get hammered, but all 4 stand after first pass; llud is called for to drop its npc MS by the navy;
-fun with xamels! Big trays approach dobday; guess who's also there? Xamels and rhinoceros. Slugfest. First major damage to big-time ship is done, and the black hawk gets seriously hit; the two big trays dump the dobday, though, and their ms take down one of the xamels as well; the remaining xamel pulls back, while the rhino stands to protect its retreat; gofannon sticks around to protect black hawk
-during the back-and-forth, ritter attempts to get close to the gofannon on wappas; however, the eff surmises that part of zeon's plan correctly, and they are keeping their anti-ritter fanfans ON the gofannon; seth waits as well; ritter makes it through the underbrush to conceal his approach, before bursting into the open beachhead within a half-km of the gofannon; in a panic they try to deploy the fanfans, but only get two out in time to deter some of the SS; about half of ritter's team manages to attach to the gofannon;
-noelle is bored; Noelle is NOT bored; here comes the chicken little! Nigel comes riding in but has to detour as the dom and gallop interfere; supports come into play - snipers have to get involved here; they struggle to keep the dom at bay, and one goes down; the Magellan artillery from earlier has been mostly decimated by the bombing runs; Duncan and bryce are still okay, mostly; Duncan has pulled after getting slammed hard by tanks; the hildolfr has made its way over to get involved with the big trays; with their targets of opportunity mostly gone, the bombers head towards the chicken little
-back in navy battle, gaws have taken heavy damage; both decide to attempt another strafing run and then ditch crew and kamikaze; BANZAI, bitches! Run works on the everest, but fails against the himalaya - extra eff npcs protecting the navy ships knock the gaw (dragon - already had been heavily damaged coming IN to the fight) off-course; the llg's captain is able to get the ship moving enough to beach itself; it's only clipped by a wing, shearing off a section of the flight deck, but keeping the thing from sinking (guncannons are not so lucky); ferusha gets nailed by the ef pcs; alain beats aurem as the two gaws make their runs, and attempts to take out the himalaya; the llud sacrifices itself to prevent the shot from connecting, and a gm sniper blast immolates the right side of the efreet's torso
-where did that come from? I'm glad you asked; Nigel has not defeated the dom, and it has damaged his medea somewhat more; but the bombers have managed to corral the gallop and try take it down via the chicken little's telemetry; the distraction for Noelle is enough for Nigel to rotate the ship and try to get his one remaining gm sniper a good look at the dragon (original target) - dragon is gone, obvs, but sniper sees efreet and takes the shot; Noelle saves the gallop at the expense of her own suit, to a degree
-back to the gofannon, as ritter is about to enter through a hatch onto the big tray, he has a premonition, and dives backwards; one of his men is not so lucky and gets a face full of seth's machinegun, already deployed in a defensive position; a firefight ensues between the infantry - seth's men are less well-equipped/trained, but hold superior positions and are able to prevent boarding; the fight sees the return of the rest of ritter's squad, who have disposed of the fanfans; ritter considers a secondary attack but decides against it and orders a retreat, though he manages to severely damage the gofannon's hoverskirt on the way - can't really move anymore;
-mostly mop-up from here on out; a handful of tin cods and dopps remain, but they regroup at their respective remaining ships; hildolfr acts as a shield to get ritter away safely, having finished the destruction of the black hawk while the gofannon was occupied internally - though the rhino was taken out before black hawk downed; gallop is the only real remaining zeon ship, and pulls out immediately with Noelle hitching a ride; ferusha manages to drag alain to safety; duncan's already out of the way with the one surviving Samson
TALLY FOR UPDATE:
(*NOTE* - I'm not 100% sure which EFF PCs go where except for Seth, Aurem, and Cray, so I'm assigning damage semi-randomly - everybody gets hit pretty hard, though)
Outcome: Federation Victory
Seth Injured 3
Edmund Repairing 4 Fatigued 2
Jay Repairing 3 Injured 1
Jack Repairing 6 Injured 3
Zanzen Repairing 5 Fatigued 2
Aaron Repairing 3 Injured 3
Jarvis Repairing 4 Fatigued 1
Aurem Repairing 5 Injured 3
Bigby Repairing 2 Fatigued 2
Cray Repairing 6 Fatigued 3
Ritter Injured 4
Alain Repairing 6 Injured 4
Bryce Repairing 3 Fatigued 2
Duncan Repairing 5 Fatigued 4
Noelle Repairing 5 Injured 1
Ferusha Repairing 2 Fatigued 3
SHIT THAT REMAINS -
EFF:
Himalaya (now severely damaged)
Gofannon (now moderately damaged)
3x 14 CP Marines
1x 56 CP Rangers
8x 14 VP Type 61
1x 28 VP GM CCT
1x 42 VP GM CCT
1x GM LCT (Arieta)
5x 14 VP Tin Cod
1x 28 VP Tin Cod
1x 42 VP Tin Cod
1x 56 VP Tin Cod
3x 14 VP Don Escargot
1x 42 VP Don Escargot
4x 14 VP Depp Rog
1x 28 VP Depp Rog
2x 42 VP Depp Rog
2x 14 VP Dish
Chicken Little (now heavily damaged)
-Marines, GM, Dish survive
ZEON:
Liger (now moderately damaged)
Sammy (now lightly damaged)
2x 14 CP Marines
1x 80 CP Panzergrenadiers
3x 28 VP Magella
1x 42 VP Magella
1x 42 VP Xamel
1x 33 VP Zaku II K
1x 56 VP Zaku II K
1x 14 VP Gouf
1x 33 VP Zaku II J
3x 28 VP Dopp
1x 42 VP Dopp
4x 70 VP Dopp
1x 33 VP Gunship Heli
1x 56 VP Luggun
