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Tips: 0.00 INK Postby Moonwolf on Wed Oct 25, 2006 1:28 am

"Angel" was probably having the time of it's mechanical life, it weaved in between, a cluster of JAF fighters zoomed after him firing their deadly lasers, and when the MS pulled out suddenly, the whole JAF Fighter fleet was burned into ash by the Gemini.

"Why don't you pick on someone your own size you freaks!" He roared once more into the enemy transmission as a Martian Fighter got blown up by an MS.
Reaching for the pedal, he jerked it back and hit the "NKM" Button. The Angel seperated into five parts, four became auto-guns as they flew into the space and started to take down the JAF.

The MS covered itself in it's charged layer of protective gel and blasted forward with it's double beam spears. Swinging it around like a professional martial artist, he knocked down craft after craft with apparent ease.
So far, it was an achievement for a single MS to destroy and maim more than fifty enemy targets, Dennis was now posing a threat, bullets and missles bounced off the protective gel and hit their own crafts. The longer the gel lasted, the period of time, he was safe.
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Tips: 0.00 INK Postby Ryand-Smith on Wed Oct 25, 2006 12:59 pm

OOC: Jesus crist that moble suit is hyper wanked I mean blowing away an entire fighter fleet of about at minium 500 fighters, thats just ungodly (places on gundam Wing and endless waltz DVDs. THat is power but it must have some sort of cost in twerms of power need and usage! not even seed was that hyper wanked... Arwe nukes still forbiden, or can the JAF start nuking mars from orbit? End OCC rant

Uchnos was seriouly hurt, that masive laser blast dwestroying the entire 5th wing! Hs fighter, barley with enough fuel to make it to the main command carrier was caputred by its gravity and was slowly being pulled in, needing repairs, for the suvirvor was seriously concerned abut the strenth about the mobile suits. "We must fire some sort of nuclear explosive to kill that deominc force. its too powerful, It is a machine from hell itself!" as Uchnos shouted, he started to faint, hoping that the command ship woud pull him in to the landing bay.

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Tips: 0.00 INK Postby Moonwolf on Thu Oct 26, 2006 1:08 am

OOC: SNC (Semi-Nuclear Charge), It's not complete nuclear power, but is something like it. The disadvantage is it wears off very quickly, and if I COULD destroy 500, I would be god. XD. No, I only took down fifty.

The gel of protection wore off from the "Angel" once more, the MS pulled back as it's four wings flew back. Attaching themselves back to the pure-white destruction machine, the MS retrieved it's double beam spear and drew out a large rifle.

Sending the heat sensors onto enemy targets, it started to shoot and send beam blasts after the enemy MS and Fighters.

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Tips: 0.00 INK Postby Melphina_Noin on Thu Oct 26, 2006 1:39 pm

Kathy wiped around at the sound of her name. Three men who shouldn't even been on the bridge, or near it for that matter were standing.

"We're ready for you ma'am. You were told about this and now it is time for your training to begin."

Kathy looked at them, then back to the view screen where the battle raged outside. Looking back to them, she nodded. The three men turned and left, Kathy quickly followed them, ignoring the General yelling after her.

"You're about to be put through a crash course to begin with. We can't send you out until you've been completely trained and Unity isn't finished yet. So you have nothing to pilot yet."

"I still don't understand why I was chosen. I'm not a pilot or any kind of fighter. Wouldn't have been better to take my brother Mike? He graduated with almost top marks in all the piloting classes and was one of the top twenty in the Mobile Suit simulations that were sent to the battle ships..............Wait, you sent them! There's no other explanation for it. Why would we receive simulation systems and data on something we don't use of even have anymore?"

"That's correct ma'am. We did send that. As for why you were chosen over your brother, I cannot say. We just follow orders and right now we're to take you to a special training ground."

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"What to you mean I can't launch?"

Mike slammed both his fists down on the desk, making the young woman behind the desk jump backwards in a mixture of surprise and fear.

"I...I'm sorry sir. But because of the battle, all launches have been denied."

"But I'm stationed on.....Wait, all launches? Does that mean Seto is still on Mars?"

The woman leaned forward and checked the computer screen.

"No sir. Mr. Kusanagi was given priority launch and was the last shuttle to leave or arrive."

Mike let out a breath. At least he had gotten Seto off Mars in time.

"Listen, I'm a squadron leader from the Scorpio. I need to get up there as soon as I can! Now either you're going to give me a launch or I'm going to steal one. I can do it lady, but I don't want to. So what's it going to be?"

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Tips: 0.00 INK Postby Omikron on Fri Oct 27, 2006 12:32 am

Reno raised his eyes from the console and glared at the enemy mobile suit. a martian fighter flew too close and reno deftly destroyed it with one swipe of his Beam Glaive. He flicked on the comm:
"You are not overstepping at all Apophis in fact I agree. It's time to introduce myself."

Flicking the comm over to all channels Reno spoke calmly to all MS's and fighters:

"This is Reno Wolffist Commander of squad 8. Attention all fighters leave the enemy MS alone. focus your attacks on Gemini and Mars it self!"

Moving his hand again to comm he switched so only his squad would hear him.

"Squad 8 stand by I'm gonna have a little chat with the Martian MS, follow me, but not too close."

Reno leaned back in his seat and exhaled slowly, he didn't have the heart to tell his men that this was in fact a Gundam. He had seen footage in Sergei's office and Reno was worried.

"Oh well." he said to the MS's cockpit. Steeling himself for battle he took off for the enemy Gundam.
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Tips: 0.00 INK Postby Moonwolf on Fri Oct 27, 2006 4:50 am

"You're not going anywhere near those two places!" Dennis announced as he hit the button of seperation, "Angel" broke into five parts, four once again became Auto-Guns and started to machine gun the incoming enemy units.
It's charger was getting ready, the MS had taken down quite a number of fighters. Radio announcements were now yelling, "MS from Hell!", "Thats a holy bastard of a war machine!"

Dennis pushed the lever forward, Angel blasted forward as a layer of gel overcame it. Double beam spears reached out and stuck together, using the new spear, he bashed down enemy targets like tenpins.
He spotted another MS approaching him at high speed, he raised his beam rifle at it and sent a heat sensor to take aim at the cockpit. "Quick death." He murmered as the MS hit the trigger, firing two deadly beam blasts at it.

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Tips: 0.00 INK Postby Omikron on Fri Oct 27, 2006 11:00 pm

Reno jerked on the controls and Greymalkin cut left as the the twin beams ripped by him. One of the beams grazed the Greymalkin's right arm and the MS shuddered under the impact. Checking the console Reno breathed a sigh of relief the damage was minimal. He adjusted the Greymalkin so it was level again, and rushed the enemy mobile suit. The autocannons fired vainly at the Greymalkin, but could not hope to hit it. As Reno passed over the enemy MS, he tapped it's head section with the end of his Beam Glaive. He made sure he did not use the Beam Glaive's "bladed" side. He was not looking to destroy the enemy, at least not yet this was just to provoke the pilot.Reno switched on his comm as he passed by, making sure the enemy could hear him.

"Nice try but you're going to have to do better than that."
Whirling the Beam Glaive's "bladed" end, the greymalkin cut on of the autoguns in half.
"Come on, can't you do better than that? If you're the best mars has to offer my friend than this is going to be over very quickly."

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Tips: 0.00 INK Postby Moonwolf on Sat Oct 28, 2006 4:34 am

The inexpierienced pilot filched as the controls buzzed loudly, the autoguns drew back to his side and reattached. With a burst of light, the double beam spear transformed into his arms. He gripped the weapon and proceeded forward with a fiercious jet blast.

Twirling it in his hands, he swung it to the right in a feint and then sent the tip of the left crashing into the body of the Greymalkin. Then he drew the blade upwards in an attempt to destroy the cockpit.

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Tips: 0.00 INK Postby Ryand-Smith on Sat Oct 28, 2006 3:40 pm

Uchnos had just landed on the fighter deck, his fighter badly damaged, bust still capable of life support, He had looked at his fighters’ status window which reported
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Missile launchers: OFFLINE
           STL drives: MINIMAL THRUST
             .27mm cannon:: ONLINE
            Light Defense Screen : OFFLINE

Uchnos knew that he was out if the techs could not repair his fighter soon. He looked around as the repair crane came over, its arms pulling away the damaged fighter’s wings, replacing its engines and re-welding various parts. The fighter would be out for a few hours until repairs would be complete, so he sighed and jumped out of the craft, so he could head to the main command area to observe the battle from there.

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"How about we give you a special launch permit, and a special type of weapon?"

Mike turned around at the sounds of the voice. He didn't recognize the man standing there and had no idea what he was talking about.

"I'd tell you my name, but that is unimportant. What is important is that before Dr. Barton left for Earth he left me a message to find one Michael Takashiru. Upon finding him I am to escort him to a predetermined area and give him a few hours of special training. Upon the completion of said training, I am to give him a special weapon with which to combat the Jupiter forces. Now, you do have the option of declining this offer. Do you accept?"

Mike nodded without even thinking it over. His twin sister was on board the Gemini, fighting the Jupiter forces, there was no way that he was going to sit back and let her do all the fighting, not if there was a chance that he could help.

"Let's go. The sooner we get my training underway, the sooner I can get up there."

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Kathy followed them men to the area that Dennis said he had to go to. So it must be him that was piloting the unknown Gundam that was attack the Jupiter forces. That brought a smile to her face. She was hoping that their dinner may have led somewhere else, but fighting beside him in battle was good. She still doubted the fact that she'd ever be good enough to pilot a Gundam, but she had to do what she could. Anything that could help Mars and Earth, she'd do it.

"You will not be able to join this battle. You need far too much training. But by the time the Jupiter forces break through and make their move on Earth, you will be ready to help."

"What do you mean by that? Are you saying you know that they'll break through the Mars barricade?"

"We're not sure, but from the estimated size of their forces and that fact that Gemini's cannon needs half an hour to recharge after two shots. Our superiors believe that there is a very good chance they will break through. Now, we need to send you on a shuttle down to Mars for the training. The Gundam will be sent down there as soon as possible. We can't leave it on the Gemini in case it gets destroyed."

Kathy understood. As important as the defensive battle stations were, if one of the Gundams fell into the hands of the enemies, it would be all over.

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Tips: 0.00 INK Postby SSJHunterKiller on Sat Oct 28, 2006 8:31 pm

Seto watched out the window as five fighters pulled around the shuttle ready to protect it should it come under attack. Seto smiled as he watched the explosions of Mars and Jupiter fighters in the distance. He still hadn't returned to the person that most people knew, loved and believed in. He saw one of the pilots wave to him, and he waved back, not wanting to give any sort of hint that he wasn't who they thought he was.
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Tips: 0.00 INK Postby Sanjuro on Sat Oct 28, 2006 8:55 pm

Apophis watched as Reno engaged the enemy mobile suit. He made ready his beam rifle and continued to watch a little more. As soon as he saw an opening between the two ms’s.

“ First I must make sure that it’s a Gundam. I have to engage him, I have to get some feel of the MS’s actual combat abilities. If I can get a good amount of combat data from it, I can then analyze it later on and build them accordingly.” Apophis spoke to himself as he thought of the proper approach.

It was only about three or so seconds after the enemy mobile suite tired to stab Reno’s cockpit he quickly charged towards him making him move out of the way. He gripped the controls, with newly found determination he headed towards the enemy suit firing his beam riffle. After firing about five round he quickly maneuvered to the left and fired another five rounds. Again he maneuvered the ms this time he went straight up, relative to the enemy ms. He again fired another five rounds. The rounds fired at the ms did nothing to it, the shield just bounced.

“ I guess that I am going to try and go to plan b.” with that he drew his beam saber and charged him at full speed.
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Tips: 0.00 INK Postby Omikron on Sat Oct 28, 2006 10:40 pm

Reno grimaced as metal shreiked and the Greymalikn bucked under the assualt. Thankfully, Apophis arrived just in time, which was good. Something had caught Reno's eye. Well a lot of somethings actually. A lone shuttle, surrounded by fighters. Doing a quick mental calculation, Reno flicked on the comm:

"Apophis keep this guy busy, I gotta take care of something."
With that, Reno shot the greymalkin towrds the shuttle. Bringing his gatling gun to bear, he disposed of the fighter's in no time, they struck him as meddlesome flies as he blasted them into nothingness.The greymalkin began to shudder a little more giving the last of the power to it he could, Reno connected the MS to the shuttle's airlock. The seal locked and reno pulled a gun from under the console and stepped through the airlock. Once in the shuttle, reno released the docking clamps on the Greymalkin. A stwardess walked by and Reno knocked her unconcious. He glanced out the window, and saw the Greymalkin floating away. He pulled a detonator from his belt.
"Goodbye old friend."
Reno pressed the button.......and nothing happened.
"Dammit!"
Shrugging, Reno passed by a man who seemed to be reguarding him with amusement. Reno nodded at him, walked into the cockpit and shot both the pilot and the co-pilot. Quickly putting the shuttle on autopilot, reno turned toward the only person other than himself who was still standing.

"My name is Reno Wolffist, and this shuttle is going to earth yes? i'm taking it, and you're going to help me." Reno leveled the gun at the man's chest. "Whether you want to or not."
As if to emphasize his point, the greymalkin now quite some distance away, detonated,sending broken fragments in all directions. Reno winced as his MS was destroyed, shook his head, and returned his gaze to the man in front of him.

"Ok Terran we can do this the easy way or the hard way, which is it going to be?"

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Tips: 0.00 INK Postby SSJHunterKiller on Sat Oct 28, 2006 10:49 pm

Ibiki watched as the man came back from the cockpit.

"Well, that depends on your objectives on Earth. If you're trying to run away, then you'll have to kill me. But if your plans involve more of the same, then I think we can work things out."

Ibiki pointed out the window as he spoke. Since he was now in control of Seto, he wanted to cause as much damage as he could before Seto took back over, which was bound to happen sooner or later.

"So tell me my murderous friend. What are you planning?"
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Tips: 0.00 INK Postby Omikron on Sat Oct 28, 2006 11:06 pm

Reno was taken aback by this Terran's bluntness but also intrigued.

"Running is not the way of the warrior. It's obvious that the martians have the capabilities to build gundams if the martians can do it then they must have gotten the data from someone on earth. i want that gundam data my terran companion and by traveling with you i can remain incogneto until the time is right for me to steal this data then i will take my leave of, but not before shredding most of the earth."
Reno eyed to the terran and was surprised to find that the man was incredibly calm.As he spoke, reno began to tie up the stewardess being careful not to hurt her anymore than he had already. reno sighed, he hated hurting women.

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Ibiki smiled as he turned back to the man, Reno he had called himself.

"Well, if that's the case then you are welcome to share my shuttle friend. But you'll have to act as the pilot seeing as you killed mine. A shuttle cannot depart or arrive without a pilot. And we'll need to do something about her as well."

Ibiki pulled a gun out from his belt; he knew Seto always carried one in case of emergencies. In one swift motion the gun was leveled with the stewardess head and Ibiki pulled the trigger. The bullet entered through the right side of the woman’s head and collided with the bathroom cabin door.

"You can do what you like with the Earth. And I know where the data is kept, but I don't have access to it. You'll have to find out how to get to it yourself, but I can get you to the facility. Now, we need to clean up this mess before we get there and before they start to smell."

Ibiki put the gun back into his belt with a smile.

"Sorry if I got any blood on you, but she needed to die. There was no way she would have kept her mouth shut."

With that Ibiki moved to the cockpit, pushed the pilot out of the seat and took it himself. Punching in a few keys on a keypad, he pushed the shuttle to as fast as it could go. They’d be at Earth in a matter of hours.

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Tips: 0.00 INK Postby Moonwolf on Sun Oct 29, 2006 3:14 am

The beams seemed to bounce off the Mobile Suit like jelly, then the gel of protection wore off a split second later. Charging forward, the MS lifted the spear up and forcefully bolted forward, crashing into the other and forcing him away, making him drop the weapon at the same time.

Pulling back, the beam spear returned back into the arms as he charged forward and latched himself onto the enemy mobile suit, now weaponless. The two machineguns on Angel's head revolved forward and took aim, shooting at the mobile suit from close distance. Causing devastating damage, and also shooting dangerously close to the cockpit.

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Tips: 0.00 INK Postby Sanjuro on Sun Oct 29, 2006 9:45 pm

The ms had gotten damaged to the point that it would most likely detonate soon. All the battle data he had gathered was important so he had to return to the hanger quickly and download it to the main computer. He quickly turned on the secure channel and called for a back-up so that he could retreat.

“ This is Apophis Maldaran, requesting back-up, I need to retreat back to the capital ship as soon as possible. I have important information that needs to get back to the colonies. I don’t think that my ms can’t make it on its own at the moment. Its taken a good deal of damage and it may explode soon.” Once the message was sent four mobile suits charged towards ‘Angel’ firing their weapons.

Right behind them was a short range mobile suit carrier. These carriers had been designed to shuttle damaged mobile suits quickly back to their main ship. While the four mobile suits distracted ‘Angel’, Apophis quickly loaded the mobile suit on the small carrier. Approximately forty-five minutes later the suit was loaded and they had started moving away from them. While they approached the capital ship, Apophis turned on the comms again and called Sergei

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Tips: 0.00 INK Postby Moonwolf on Sun Oct 29, 2006 10:37 pm

The MS glanced at the mobile suits coming towards him, his target had escaped, but no matter. The autoguns detached and fired at the cockpits while a simple slash of the double spears rendered all four of them to explode within five seconds limit.

He shot a look at the leaving carrier, then decided that he would let them go. The data required to build this MS would take several years of development...
Regardless, he raised a beam rifle and shot down another MS heading towards him recklessly.

Dashing forward, Angel was unstoppable until it's engines died...

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Tips: 0.00 INK Postby Gabriel Faile on Mon Oct 30, 2006 1:23 pm

Comm: Adversary to Angel...Adversary to Angel. Being deployed now.

With that the bay doors of Gabriel's shuttle opened up and a black pyramidal shape drifted out. Front boosters engaged changing it's direction toward that of the battle. A crack sounded then the rear thrusters fired. Gabriel was on his way to the front line after only 25 hours of training with the strong feeling that he was going to die pressed into his gut.

He swallowed hard as his screens showed him the Angel in trouble. Four MS on just it. Sweat began to pour before he even got there.

The cockpit jolted as the engines ceased. Air hissed as the pressure of the containment field opened up and equalized as it broke away.
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The black gundam stood there with his Trikeros shield ready. This was battle. Gabriel nodded to himself before firing the Verniers off towards the battle.

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