But no advanced targeting?

thegamermn:
But no advanced targeting?

The armor already has a crosshairs, so no.

EDIT: Yes, exitednuke, the armor is fine. At least it has some weaknesses.

HOKEH THEN! Gonna' go ahead and edit my sheet now >.>
EDIT:changed things, armor okay?

I've removed the enhanced R.E.M. and thicker material, however I'm wondering if the sensory enhancements are still allowed?

Or was it fine where it was before?

Suiseiseki IRL:
I've removed the enhanced R.E.M. and thicker material, however I'm wondering if the sensory enhancements are still allowed?

Again, yes. That's actually already in the scout armor.

Come on, people! we gotta get this RP going on!

Hey, is mine alright, or do i need to nerf it?

Xero Scythe:
Hey, is mine alright, or do i need to nerf it?

Sounds good.

Alright people, starting soon! Get ready!

when are going to get a list of the accepted characters?

I'm out for the night, y'all. peace.

Exictednuke:
when are going to get a list of the accepted characters?

On my OP, I listed them. But I still might need a minute t update it.

Have we started yet? XD

i had a thought about Cod monkeys weapon set, i did a quick break down of armor weight along with weapon weight. he is lugging around over 80 pounds of gear, along with a gigantic combustible back pack. That and is armor has no real weakness, other then fact he is going to be slow as hell with a bomb strapped to his back.

Am I alright for my armor/R.E.M.'s?

Exictednuke:
i had a thought about Cod monkeys weapon set, i did a quick break down of armor weight along with weapon weight. he is lugging around over 80 pounds of gear, along with a gigantic combustible back pack. That and is armor has no real weakness, other then fact he is going to be slow as hell with a bomb strapped to his back.

I know, and he's listed it as mid-weight and bullet proof. That cant be right, surely.

Azraellod:

Exictednuke:
i had a thought about Cod monkeys weapon set, i did a quick break down of armor weight along with weapon weight. he is lugging around over 80 pounds of gear, along with a gigantic combustible back pack. That and is armor has no real weakness, other then fact he is going to be slow as hell with a bomb strapped to his back.

I know, and he's listed it as mid-weight and bullet proof. That cant be right, surely.

Cod Monkey, could you move up your armor weight?

Like, a lot?

Also, you know that the back pack will kill you instantly if shot, right?

Lets get this out of the way to avoid any confusion. No godmodding, autoing or character control. This will run a lot smoother if avoid these things.

All in favor of Excitednuke's descision, say aye.

All: AYE!

Then it's settled. We shall start at noon.

alright

WOOH!

THE RP HA-

Wait, it's not noon yet? Oh well.

THE RP HAS STARTED.

Lieutenent Christopher Mallone looked at his squadmates on board a Raptor 217 troop carrier. He hoisted up his Machine gun and began to dicuss the strategy.

"Okay, ladies. We have been sent to this area as reenforcements for the 67th marine battalion. We will land on the ridge in approximately 20 minutes. When we land, and the door opens, all of you in Bersark armor will cover the rest. Scouts, activae your cloaks and flank the enemy. Soldiers, activate jetpacks and fly through, dodging enemy fire and raining down hell. Ooh-rah?"

"OOH-RAH!"

Nikolia awoke from a restless sleep, he had spent the night in the rubble of a bombed out building. He was awoken by the sound of his suits AI system codenamed "hydra".

"Good morning 17, how did you sleep?" hydra's voice sounded exactly like the voice of its creator a female technician who also aided in the creation of the striker suit.

"Real shitty, remind me of the current objective." Nikolia replied in a monotone still somewhat tired, he unwrapped a set of military rations and began to eat his breakfast.

"Don't use the language with me Number 17, you know how i hate when you speak like that." Hydra had the same attitude of its creator as well, Nikolia never liked her.

"I apologize, please remind me of the objective" he respond biting down into a some fruit, it tasted sweet and very tangy, rare for the military food.

"apology accepted, your current objective is to remove a group of eastern soldiers from the area. keep your thermal on those scouts can be so tricky with those cloaking devices"

"I'll keep that in mind Hydra." He said finishing of the fruit, he reached towards his Mac 10 and began to suit up, carefully preparing for the assassinations.

thegamermn:

OOC

Damien rolled his neck, ready to go. He spoke to to the rest of his squad. "Remember guys, if you find yourself in a field with the sun on your face... have no fear. for you are in heaven, and are already dead!" The squad started to laugh. Damien smiled. "I can't wait to drop. almost time to get to work.""

Dmitri climbed a sturdy looking tree and pulled his Dragonuv off his shoulder, taking a few shots at the battalion on the ridge

Christopher sat next to Damien.

"So, you feelin' good about this drop?" Damien was about to respond, but was cut off by a voice from the loudspeaker.

"3... 2... 1... DROP!" The floor suddenly fell out from underneath them, and they fell to the griund on the ridge. Christopher immediately set up his MG on a rock, and began firing.

"GO, GO, GO!"

Dmitri dropped from the tree, activating his cloaking device as he did so. "Chyort!" He exclaimed, opening a comm channel to all western soldiers in the area he said "We've got an MG on the ridge!" He then ran towards an outcropping of rocks, resting the barrel of his rifle into a crack. he began taking pot-shots at the MG.

Alexander Lux Lucis was sitting in the barracks. He was playing with his gamma knife, using it to cut up pumpkins. Though outmoded by a lot of the modern equipment, he absolutely loved it.

The gamma knife was an experimental piece of software that he had taken from his first successful infiltration job. It had a blade of roughly 20cm in length, and it glowed bright green when out of it's sheath. It had also a very unusual property; Rather then cut through everything as the modern successors of the gamma knife did, it... hmm?

Alexander was distracted from his musings by a message appearing on a nearby screen.

Well, whatever. Alexander thought. He probably wouldn't be needed anyway. Defense wasn't his thing. They wont need me for this.

He got into his scout armor anyway, and put on the headset so he could receive instructions if he was needed. It was unlikely, but taking chances over something like this was likely to get him into trouble. He went back to his pumpkins, listening for any instructions...

Damien's helmet slid up to cover his face when he heard the countdown. He dropped headfirst, streaking towards the ground like a rocket. instead of ending on his side however, he angled towards the enemy side. He landed Iron Man style, creating a giant crater and sending dust everywhere. he activated the rocket sliders on his legs and fired forward. twin blades appeared on his arms, and mini-rocket pods on his shoulders. He started to dash through the enemy line, cutting everything down. the rocket pods hit what he missed. He opened a com channel to the squad. "Yo, soldiers get your asses in the sky! and Bersarks, hurry up!"

"We've got an MG on the ridge" a voice shouted out of his communications device, "well Number 17 it looks like your getting a change of orders, the sniper needs some assistance" Nikolia chuckled as he heard the request for help. "Sounds fun, lets go"

Nikolia activated the jetpack and shot out of the rubble, calmly landing on the ground. He advanced toward the source of the request, the sniper needed aid immediately. Hydra turned on the communications device establish a link with Dmitri.

"This is hydra, Number 17 is on his way. He will arrive within a few minutes provided there is no interruptions, how are you holding up?" Hydra projected into the radio.

Dmitri spun and leveled his rifle once more at the man mowing down troops, his targeting system showing him where to fire in order to account for the speed at which his target was moving, he emptied a full round in the direction of the rocketman and then reloaded as he ran to a new location. "Doing fine but unable to advance, and we've got an enemy unit on the ground mowing through our men"

Damien noticed a man on a ridge, picking off his squadmates one by one. "Sniper! Lt., get moving! there's a sniper trained on your ass. Soldiers, take him out!" Damien turned around and got back to work, alternately cutting up the enemy line and looking for a way up the ridge.

Christopher fired his mortar and said back to Damien, "We're trying! You can't move very well with a quarter-ton piece of armor on!" He pulled up his MG and kept firing as he stomped across the field. Suddenly, he stopped in his tracks. "OH SHIT! ENEMY AIRCRAFT!" He raised up his weapon and fired at the pilot, who was blown to bits by the fifty caliber rounds. The plane crashed on top of him, though, buying him in rubble.

"NO! CHRIS!" Damien shouted, but was calmed when he saw him lift up part of the wreck and throw it to the side.

"I'm okay! I'm okay!"

"Thank god. You scared the hell out of me."

"Yeah, well, I'm a tough bastard. Wait, behind you!"

Damien spun around and saw an enemy Bersark right behind him. He spun around the man, using him as a pivot point, then drove the blade home right at the back of the neck, where the armor was weakest. He pulled the blade out, covered in blood and moved on to the next guy.