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Gundam: Infinity Generation

Gundam: Infinity Generation

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You are either apart of the Revelation or the Federation. Two waring faculties that have mobile weapons known as Gundams at their disposal. Will you fight for freedom or will you fight for Federation.

1,610 readers have visited Gundam: Infinity Generation since Damioa created it.

Copyright: The creator of this roleplay has attributed some or all of its content to the following sources:

http://gundam.wikia.com/wiki/the_gundam_wiki

Introduction

In the Infinity Era, man has created a new law. One that curved the universe into the Era of Infinity. Named from the first Dictator, Browem Galdez, this new Era marked the winning of Revolutionary war.

History
Past:

When the Revelation first sprouted out in the moon colonies, before the rise of Galdez, they were simply known as terrorist. They would go colony to colony destroying things in which they deemed impure. After many years of growing and gaining ties around the Universe, The Revelation seemed to be a threat to all mankind. Luckily, the Universal Federation had mobile suits on their side to even the playing field. With the mass production of these Mobile weapons, it seemed the path to freedom and peace was finally clear. However, that path was darkened quickly as The Revelation pulled their own surprise out of thin air. The Gundam.
The Gundams were things only heard about in history books. No one ever seen one until then. It seemed like the universe was going to fall under the hands of a bunch of thieves and low down dirty men. Suddenly around the fifth year of the war and the second year of the Gundams rebirth, The Federation pulled out a discovery of their own. Even more Gundams. Not only that, but since they had the intell that The Revelation didn't, they made even more Gundams, sending them out fleets at a time. The war had taken a turn for the better.

Now, remember how I mentioned the name Browem Galdez? Well it was because of his grandfather, Enin Galdez, that the war had to make its plummet down into the darkness of this present time. It didn't happen all at once. No. He started like a normal citezen who went to school, and then went on to college. It was there that he met Kal Jingen, the son of the Revelation leader. No one knew who this leader was by the way, or the fact that he had a son inside one of the most prestige schools on earth's moon. It was no wonder how the two were able to become friends. After getting to know each other better, Enin even went to Kal's house on occasion. Little did he know that after the first visit, Kal's father would turn his sights on him.

Kal's father, Urnaus Jingen, poisoned the mind of Enin, leading him deeper and deeper into the pit of The Revelation. History is lost to the facts of what actually went down. However, with Enin's genius, the strategy and the development of Gundams and Mobile suits for The Revelation seemed to increase in speeds thought impossible. Within years they were even with the Federation. The war seemed to last forever. It lasted two of the Galdez generations and was halted when a middle aged Browem Galdez, decided to take the terrorism acts and shift it into colonial takeovers. Because of him, millions of people were killed and the survivors enslaved. Only a few folk here and there were able to escape the two fates, but they live in fear. With the Revelation now possessing more territory than any colonial government in history, it seemed like the age of Chaos would never end.

Present.

I guess I should ask who are you. Are you a slave. Are you one of the few who tough it out under the conditions of solitude just to escape slavery. Maybe, your apart of the Revelation. Either way, the present doesn't change. The Revelation is the new superpower. Anyone who rises against them will be hunted and killed. There is only peace for those with money, or those born from families attached to the Revelation. The others, a living hell. Only one thing is certain. War will rise again. There are more Gundams to be rediscovered. More Gundams to be made. The Federation isn't dead. No, the present wont change. But. maybe you can change the future. Welcome to the Infinity Generation.

List of Taken Gundams:
Altron Gundam Image- Taken by Soki
Zexio Gundam Image- Taken by Code6435
Ares Gundamhttp://img182.imageshack.us/img18 ... resrv5.jpg taken by Magus1108
Heaven Piercer Image taken by Thundergod1020
Mobile armor BMS-004 G-Exes JackedgeImage Taken by Eisen
Strike Freedom (2) and all its variants:Image ZacharyTC
Virsago Assassin:Image Byte
Ares gundam:http://img182.imageshack.us/img182/1508/jacsjasntx11aresrv5.jpg Magus
EX A Extreme and all of its variants: Image Damioa

No Mercenary spots available. Sides must be filled up first.

List of Federation Pilots:
Leader: Taken By Magus 1108
Sub Leader: Soki
Asymmetrical Warfare Specialist:Eisen
Gundam Pilot 1:Zach
Will add more Gundam Pilots as I get them.

List Of Revelation Pilots:open
Captain:open
Lieutenant:Taken by Code64354
Gundam Pilot 1:Taken by Damioa

Will add more ranks after the other positions are filled.

Character sheet: Feel free to change the format and make it look pretty if that's what you're into.
Before you ask: There is no dice system. The point system is to make stats fair for everyone, so that no gundam is super powerful in all areas.
Name:
Role/rank:
Picture
Home world:(will add worlds in soon. Don't let this stop you from making your character.)
Background:(Are you a slave, Federation Freedom fighter, or Revelation. Or, maybe your just a random person who has to choose a side. Note that if you are a random person, you can still reserve a Gundam but will have to come across it later in the story. IT'll still be in the beginning so relax. lol)
Age:
Height:
Weight:
Hair color:
Eye color:
Picture:
Gundam Name:
Original or Newtype/Fanmade:
Picture of Gundam
Weapons:
Weapon Explanation:
Picture of Weapons if possible
Skills:(Flight, speed, Attack, Defense) Pick one.
Point alocation: Unless I tell you otherwise, you will start off with 1000, gaining 10 for each post.
Ex: Speed:200 Strenth:200 Flight:200 Defense:200 Blast strength and defense:200
Personality of Pilot:
Likes:
Dislikes:
Favorite whatever:
What makes him different than other characters: (Skills and such)
Thoughts on each side:
Sexuality:
Single. taken, or a player:
Ideal partner: Note: this doesn't mean that the person they develop a crush on has to fit this criteria. In fact, in most cases, you end up going out with someone totally different than your ideal partner.
Race: It's an Infinite universe. Be whatever you wanna be. Just make sure the history defines the means.
History: (Include how you came upon your Gundam if you have one already. Did you find it? Was it given to you. Make it up.)
Strengths:
Weaknesses:
The one thing you love most in the world:
The one thing you wish was just gone from the world:
I can't think of anything else, but if you can by all means, go more into detail.
Last thing. Make sure your gundam mechanics make sense. Weapons cannot pop out of thin air. You can have weapons in the hanger bay but can't access the bay mid fight unless its against an NPC.
Mandatory Battle theme:

Toggle Rules

I don't like making rules, but I guess they are made for a reason.

1. No God modding-easy enough right?
2.Make your character sheet with as much info as possible. If you want your gundam to have something then it better make sense with the stats. Also explain how it's attached. That's right. We're all scientist and junk.
3.Please don't argue over who won and who lost. I'd prefer you guys settle your battles one on one, but if needed I will be the third party.
4. Please ask questions if you don't know your right from your left. I am here to help you.
5. If you think I'm missing a rule tell me. I'd like to make this a better and safer experience for every fan of Gundam/Giant Robots/Explosions.
6.Have fun please. If you ain't having fun, then blow something up. It's a war after all.
7.If you like to read the rules, like I do, then put I love reading rules at the top of your character sheet. Seriously. Put " I read this Rp's rules and I'm ready for the mission." . . . . *Face Smack* Just put that you read the rules.
8.Hmm what else.....
9.Oh yeah, Anime pics for your characters please. I mean, you could use a real person, but then you might be out of place. Do whatcha want. I like crazy. lol. X3
10.The music thing is a must. I like listening to stuff when I read CS's.
11.Make sure you reserve a gundam and a spot before you make your CS.
12:PM me with your reservation. The Forum gets crowded and I don't want to miss it.

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Characters Present

Character Portrait: Andrew Clive Character Portrait: Gregor Cain Character Portrait: Stride Walker Character Portrait: Andros Yamato-Clyne Character Portrait: Camilla Bonnaire Character Portrait: Shuya Toriyama WIP Character Portrait: Captain Glurdleworth NPC Character Character Portrait: Anji Bladewing Character Portrait: Owen Kazuya Character Portrait: Sonya Rodham Pavlovena Character Portrait: Oka Shishei Character Portrait: Umiko Athha Character Portrait: Evangeline Yevel Character Portrait: Ryuukasu Shinozuka Character Portrait: Haden Migimi
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#, as written by Damioa
Space. Being as vast and black as it was the stars have always lit up the area. However, there was one place where the stars wouldn't reach. Tomier, the Revelation work port and home to many slaves with Federation background. This was a place of sorrow and fear. One person especially had lived 19 of his years in the sorrow of this place. The artificial dome cut all ties to space and only the red light placed at the top of the place shined down on its inhabitants. This place was ran by non other than 4th fleet Captain Glurdleworth, a man who took pride in causing the suffering of many. He was such a foul and disgusting man that not even the current Revelation leader would enjoy his company. He ravaged slave woman and tortured and executed the men who spoke words against him.

"Get over here you scrumptious wench." His snake like voice called to one of the women.
"Please. I don't want to." She said back.

Most of the workers had their backs turned and those who couldn't ignore the act that was taken place etched their eyes secretly over to the Captain. As the woman trembled in fear, it seemed her fate for the night was filled with the company of this snake of a man.

He curled his hair with his finger as he confidently looked at the woman. "Now now. You know what will happen if you disobey me. Come quietly with a nice smile and I might forgive you."

At his words and the sound of machines tinkering back in forth a single sound echoed throughout the warehouse. "Tch."

The Captains calm face exposed his true colors at the sound. "Who was that. Who sucks their teeth at me?"

Out from the workers, one man stepped back with his head down.
"I'm tired of it." He said quietly.

"What was that slave?" The Captains eyes twitched.
"I said. I'M TIRED OF THIS SHIT!!!!" The boy yelled, glaring at the Captain with his red firey eyes.

"You might want to watch your tongue insect." The Captain said grinding his teeth.

"Shut up! I'm tired of you coming here everyday, making the lives of these people who work for you impossible. My own father.... he."

The Captain had enough. At that instant he pulled out his gun ready to fire. "I guess we have to make an example out of you." He hissed. "One less worker wouldn't be any load off of my..." BAM!!!

The thunderous sound wasn't the pull of the trigger but something even more grotesque. Everyone jumped in fear of it. The boy grabbed his chest, thinking he had been shot, but quickly sighed in relief to find he was okay.

"What the hell was that?" The Captain asked one of his guardsmen.
"We seem to have been infiltrated. I've never seen this type of enemy before, but there seems to be many of them. What are your orders sir?"

Glurdleworth bit his thumb.
Damn. Out of all the places for something like this to happen.
"Have all personnel on standby for defensive action. I want every suitor to get in their Mobile suits and ready them selves for combat."
"Sir." The man saluted and left on his way.
Looking back at the boy, the man put his gun back in its holster. "You're safe for now, but when this little disturbance is handled, I'll see to it myself that you are punished.

[hr] [/hr]

Charles Tenworth (Npc) formed the Federation rebel squadron only fifty some odd years ago. As he was now an old man he was too battered by his time in the front lines to pilot a mobile suit and lead his men in battle. However, he had full faith in Evangeline Yevel to lead his men to victory. Although their team was small. He knew they could handle the easy task of freeing the people of Tomeir. He and his fallen comrades had found the Gundams in the past and used them to make small differences in the Revelation slave areas. They succeeded every time, but he knew the day would come when the Revelation caught wind of their actions. When that happened, he only feared the war it would bring.
[Hr] [/Hr]

Shuya Toriyama, a new pilot to the Revelation forces had been placed in the fourth company, section 7, of the Revelation fleet along with his long term girlfriend Oka. The two of them sat with the rest of the fleet members in front of Captain Sonya Rodham Pavlovena, to get her brief on the tasks they were suppose to carry out and their responsiblities while apart of her ship.
Shuya stood firmly like a good soldier as Oka squirmed next to him. "Hey. Can you stop moving while we're in the Captains presence?" He whispered trying not to get noticed.
"I can't." Oka replied. "I came straight here after waking up. I don't know why we all have to be here. I gotta pee."
Shuya gave a rough sigh. "We have to give respect to her. We're new. We can't ruin first impressions." He stared at the woman who was to command them.

Man she looks scary. I hope she doesn't yell at us. Or worse.

[Hr] [/Hr]

(OOC: Revelation team can post but they must be present at the captains speech. As for the Federation Team, they are attacking Tomeir to free the slaves. Revelation team is currently on earth so they aren't part of the attack. As for the mercenary's, you few are free to post whatever you want. Have fun and welcome to the Gundam RP. Also, one last thing. Post should be no less than 500 words.)

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Character Portrait: Owen Kazuya
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Drip...drip...drip

Sweat starts dripping down inside the helmet. His abnormal breathing constantly clouded the lower part of his helmet, as he gulped. From the cockpit, mobile suits were flying in an ordered formation, and even though his mobile suit was on autopilot, he gripped the handle tightly. Loosing and tightening his grip on the handle every moment moment, he was clearly anxious. His deep breathe and his constant gulps only makes the cockpit's tension even worse. Suddenly, a screen appears at the side of the screen. A man in a suit, his helmet was green with white stripes, and when he starts speaking, the pilot shook a little before breathing even more faster than before.

"What's the matter, kid? I know this is your first mission, but try to stay calm, 'kay? We don't want a Gundam to be spoiled just like that. At least, if you can't fight, try to stay at the sidelines." The pilot's voice was a bit muffled because of the transmission, but it was still clear. The purple haired pilot struggled to catch his breath before proceeding to answer. "Alright... I'll try my best..." He quickly ended his sentence. "Haha, You don't have to be so nervous! Though it's your first mission, but just relax, okay?"Owen nodded. He wondered, [How the hell did I get myself into this situation again?]




"H-Hi... My name's O-Owen Kazuya. N-Nice to meet you." Owen's shaky voice grabbed the attention of the people in the base. Some of the greeted him, some ignored him and when the man next to him waves at the others. "Hey, let's have a welcome party for him! What do you guys say?" Almost everyone cheered in agreement, but Owen managed to notice one of them ignoring the others, continuing his way further into the base. Before long, night has fallen. A party with cheers and arm wrestling matches that occurred everywhere was something that made Owen suspect if they were serious at all. Zake, the friend who recruited him, dragged him to the center of the party then and did a final cheered. "Let's welcome the newcomer with a drink! Cheers!" Zake thrust his cup high, and the others immediately followed. "Cheers!"




Slowly, a small object appeared on the middle screen. It magnifies the object, and a building in red lights appears. The dome's red light flickers every now and then, and a label appears beside it. "That's it. Tomier. The god forsaken place has prisoners who had lived over ten years of their lives here. Good thing we're here to free the poor guys." Zake spoke his opinion openly. Owen stared at the building intensively. Owen had heard of this building, but slavery was something he never supported. Who in the their right minds think they can just "own" someone's life just like that? Probably sick bastards.

"We need to wait for the captain to start the mission." Zake complained as he leaned back at his seat and put his arms behind his head. "I guess we have some time before we reach battle stations with those Revelations, so let's just relax for a bit." Owen let out a slight breathe before hearing a question directing at him.
"So how are you feeling?"
"Not that well."
"Don't worry! You did pretty great on the simulation for a newbie. I think you might even get a couple of hits in this mission."
"But... I don't wanna kill..."
"We'll do the killing. Once we land on the dome, we just need you to get the guys into the shuttle. No real fighting for you is needed here."
"But won't that be a burden to you guys?"
"Nah. We're professionals."

Suddenly, a fight occurred on the open channel. Two pilots were throwing harsh languages at each other and before anyone was able to stop them, both of them pulled out their rifles. They shot each other, and only one beam hit. The cockpit was shot and the Gundam soon exploded. The other missed shot went to the building in red. Soon, an alarm rang throughout the area, and soon, mobile suits were decoyed.

"Seems like there's our cue. Though it was sad to see Melvin lose his life so quickly." The screen close and Zake's Gundam flew in front of him. The same screen popped in again. "I'll guard your front. Make sure to keep guard of my rear." Owen nodded and Zake gave a thumbs up. Owen firmly gripped the handle. "I can't screw this up. I can't let Zake die. I need to do this!" Owen mumbled to himself and soon controlled his Gundam to travel at the same speed as Zake's Gundam.

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Character Portrait: Stride Walker
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On a relatively far-out planet, several Revelation Mobile Suits were in the middle of moving several crates of supplies that they were "obtaining for the good of the people". The people in the town, who were in the middle of a famine, begged to differ. Then, in the blink of an eye, two of the Mobile Suits exploded into metal and pretty lights.

"CORPORAL!" The commander shouted over his mic, "GET ME AN I.D. ON WHAT THAT WAS!"

"I've got it, sir, and you aren't going to like it..." The corporal said, his scanner showing up in front of him in his helmet.

"That's not important, TELL ME NOW!" the commander barked back, and the corporal gulped audibly over the transmission.

"It's... It's... IT'S AN ANGEL!" The results from the rest of the team were... To be expected for Mooks. (Protip: listen to this for reference http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=t-SYkQkTO-k) As Stride waited the approximately 8 minutes it normally took for anyone without a Custom Suit to finish overreacting, he stretched out it his cockpit, thankfully remade by him so he could base Heaven Piercer's movements off of his, rather than input controls. Once they finished their usual song-and-dance, Stride fired up his lance, pointing it at the commander.

"Hey, listen up! In the furthest reaches of the system, there's a name that's whispered in hushed voices in the dark of night! A name that causes evildoers everywhere to-" His heroic introduction was promtly cut short by several hundred bullets in his general vicinity. After the gunfire died down, the commander radioed his second-in-command.

"All clear?" he asked, waiting for the smoke to clear.

"Not even scrap left." she responded, her scanners piercing the dust that had been kicked up. If they had ever dealt with a protagonist before, they'd have realized how bad NOT seeing the body is. They found out rather quickly once two more Mobile Suits were turned into expensive fireworks.

"LIKE I SAID," Stride continued, his voice now with a tinge of irk in it, "MY NAME... IS STRIDE WALKER..." And he sheathed his lance, the drill fists extending from both arms, "And you just pissed me off."

The commander once again opened fire on his position, but Heaven Piercer was gone before the munitions could hit their mark, and when he reappeared, was right next to two more Mobile Suits, their cores now home to two large drills apiece. The non-exploded Mobiles drew their melee weapons and charged in en masse, hoping for strength in numbers. Stride immediately proved how bad an idea this was, ducking and weaving between every blade, blunt weapon, and fist, and taking out the Mobiles behind each weapon. However, this time there were no explosions until he was away from every one of them.

"What was THAT waste of time? You didn't get a single one of-" This time, it was the commander's turn to be cut short, as Heaven Piercer withdrew it's drills, causing a chain reaction explosion between all the Mobiles upon retraction. As Stride walked back to the town, the leader stood before him with gilla for his work.

"I didn't expect such a show, Young Walker." he said, tossing him the currency Stride had come for.

"Yeah, well, I need to keep up appearances somehow. I tend to get paid less by the network, then." Stride responded, snagging the money out of the air. The man only laughed and responded with a smile.

"So you'll be staying the night?" Stride grinned, and shook his head.

"And risk getting caught? Nah, Yellow King is safer. Take care, though, and just tell anyone who asks that The One Who Pierced The Heavens did all this. That's GREAT publicity!" With that, Stride closed Heaven's hatch and took off, leaving a trail of dust behind him. As he moved, he counted out his gilla, and apparently, the man had decided to give him enough to both fix up Yellow King again AND upgrade H.P.'s weapons, which he'd been saving up for ever since he'd fought someone who's had more defenses than he'd expected! Laughing in his newfound fortune, he took off into the night.

Characters Present

Character Portrait: Gregor Cain Character Portrait: Stride Walker Character Portrait: Andros Yamato-Clyne Character Portrait: Camilla Bonnaire Character Portrait: Captain Glurdleworth NPC Character Character Portrait: Anji Bladewing Character Portrait: Owen Kazuya Character Portrait: Umiko Athha Character Portrait: Ryuukasu Shinozuka
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((=.= Code... would you be so kind as to change your post so that almost everyone celebrated? Andros is not the kind of person who would enjoy anything related to war, nor does he drink. He's not exactly a social person.))


Umiko went about her usual route of repairing the Gundams, enduring the harsh words from the people around her that ridiculed her for her talks of the former Orb Union and how peace can never come through mere force. Among other things, she was considered naïve, especially by the men who held her hostage. At least, she was not the target for more... unpleasant circumstances. She heard rumors of how Tomier's captain frequently used slaves for his sexual appetites. Why she was never a vbictim of such was beyond her, except for the possibility that because of her being half Coordinator, the molester feared some sort of backlash that would wind up with him dead in seconds. Who could blame that Natural? Just look at what happened in the Bloody Valentine Wars; there lies an example of how a Coordinator can overpower a multitude of Naturals at any given time in a battle.

This day, however, she realized something was up. Hearing from the people how one of Revelation's elite pilots faced a Federation ace whom pilots the Strike Freedom II, formerly known as the Strike Freedom. At first, she could not believe it. How could someone have managed to put that machine back together after it was deconstructed centuries ago? But then, it hit her: those parts were always under the possession of the Yamato-Clyne family, handed down from generation to generation. Could it be possible the pilot of that thing was one of her distant cousins? She was a direct descendant of Cagalli Yula Athha, after all. To make matters worse, she heard the strike team which contained the Strike Freedom II was possibly on its way to the base.

She did not want whomever her distant cousin was to die, so she stopped what she was doing and sprinted towards the Akatsuki, the mobile suit that was pivotal in defending Orb when ZAFT attacked during the Second Bloody Valentine War. The personnel present, naturally, shot at her, yet due to her extra speed and agility which typically came with being even a Half-Coordinator, not one lethal shot hit. The ones that did left her with nasty scars on her arms and shoulders, but nothing too major. At last, she made it to the Gundam that has been a part of her family for centuries.

She only knew how to handle the machine because her relatives would give her piloting lessons in it, in case she were ever drafted. activating the Akatsuki, she managed to get it in working order so that she could at least move it. Other machines activated, as well, in response. Two of them. Both shot their beam rifles at her, yet only succeeded in destroying some of their own Gundams by accident via the armor on the Akatsuki making the beams deflect off of it.

From the speakers, she told everyone in the hanger, "Sorry, guys, but family comes first! Whomever my distant cousin is in one of those Mobile Suits out there, I don't want him to die!"

With that, she flew off and into space. More Gundams attacked, yet the results were similar from last time. Three of them had their own beams hit them, causing an explosive spectacle. Umiko brought out the double-bladed beam saber, plus the shield, prior to engaging her new enemies. Most were just ordinary Naturals, hardly a challenge for her. Still, there were those few who gave her a challenge. Those were the ones which she held off with her expertise in melee.

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Andros was hardly enjoying the party, just sitting back and reading while the others drank and arm wrestled. These Naturals are pretty weird. Granted, the young Coordinator had nothing against Naturals, yet he did not exactly grow up around such people during his time in the PLANTs. Everyone in his home colony was either a Coordinator by genetic alteration during the pre-birth phases, or Coordinators that were descendants of such. A Natural was a rare sight at home. While everyone else partied, he merely continued to read and made note of the person in question being new to the whole scenario.

He only turned his eyes away from the book he had when mention of Tomier was heard. Walking up to hear about the scenario, he shook his head at the thought of the whole team being professionals. "Don't get cocky, fellas. We..." Before he could say anything else, the open channel signaled a verbal fight along with gunshots. Not very disciplined, are they? Speaking his mind on the lack of discipline would have to wait. He got inside the Strike Freedom II quickly then launched, keeping his pace to where he was with everyone else.

Andros was the first to notice something wrong about the enemy mobile suits. "Looks like there's already some heavy fighting, yet it seems to be coming from very close tot he base. It's almost as if someone from the inside started the commotion among them. Adjusting cameras for a better view." What he witnessed next made him widened his eyes. "No wonder there's so much action in front of us! The Mobile Suit the others out there are attacking is the Akatsuki!" Bringing his cameras back to their standard position, his eyes turned diluted, a sign that he was in SEED mode (this enhances his abilities significantly; the exact percentage, stat-wise, is yet to be determined), while he stated,"Group Alpha, to me! Provide covering fire and try to clear a path for the rest of the team!"

After the command, he used the computers to set the multiple targets for his rifles and spikes/funnels (still attached to his Gundam's wings) to shoot at. Surely enough, they all hit and disabled the incoming mobile suits, miraculously not killing the pilots inside. Andros hated killing, reserving that only as a last resolve. Now that he had the enemy's attention, it would hopefully take most of the load off of the pilot of the Akatsuki. Speaking of whom, Andros attempted to get a signal through to the person.

"Pilot of the Akatsuki, this is Andros Yamato-Clyne, pilot of the Strike Freedom II! Please, identify yourself!"
The answer came from a feminine voice. "I am Umiko Marie Athha! I'm piloting this mobile suit because I figured you might need some help!"
"How did you end up there?"
"I was a slave working on the machines. I made my escape with this to come find you and keep from away from death, cousin!"


Andros could barely believe it. He realized the Athhas were his distant cousins, yet it was still unbelievable. How could someone, or even something, from Orb have possibly been captured? Revelation was defeated before they could even enter the Earth's atmosphere; he saw the whole thing. Whatever the case, it did not matter. All that mattered was he had to protect her while completing his task. Careful not to hit Umiko, Andros launched his Gundam's funnels/spikes away to have them close in on the intended targets before blasting away at the enemy's weapons and limbs, disabling more hostile mobile suits, thus enabling Umiko to make her way to the team and support them with her melee skills, plus the armor which lasers bounce off of.

Characters Present

Character Portrait: Gregor Cain Character Portrait: Andros Yamato-Clyne Character Portrait: Camilla Bonnaire Character Portrait: Captain Glurdleworth NPC Character Character Portrait: Owen Kazuya Character Portrait: Ryuukasu Shinozuka
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Gregor Cain was not part of the main assault force moving in on this slave pen, nor was he privy to the party at all that occurred before hand, having deployed well in advance of the other members, having recon to take care of before hand, having also supplied the necessary information to the assault forces. He would not be joining the attack right out either, he had another task that he had been given, and that took precedence over what was occurring currently, despite the fact that it was necessary to free the slaves, might get them additional recruits and forces. But the defending forces still had to be broken, and the best way of doing that? Target the commanding officer.

Previous intelligence and recon marked this as one Captain Glurdleworth, a rather ugly and disgusting example of the human race. It would prove worthwhile to actually kill this fellow, for a variety of reasons, and on general principles overall, rather than attempt to capture him for any information he might have. His suit was powered currently, and he was scanning the fighting currently, watching calmly as the fighting was kicking off. A suit broke away from the base, under fire from the other Revelation suits, which was odd, and he raised his rifle, aiming at the situation before him, hidden away under his Jackedge's stealth systems. Once he committed to the fight and engaged, he would be revealed, but until then, he was relatively safe.

Gregor decided that the flying suit could use some aid, of some sort, despite the Strike Freedom II having started firing on the forces going after the besieged suit. He zeroed in the targeting systems, and started firing, the DODS Rifle firing its signature spiraling beams, aiming to kill rather than disable. He respected the ability for the SFII, as he called it for short, to be able to easily disable the suits, but he had no such ability to do so, so he shot to kill. He couldn't waste much time here, he had a target to go after. But it was simple enough to pick off the suits that were not expecting the sudden firing from another angle completely that would imply that there was another flank attack completely. It was only him, granted, but it was a viable method, split their attempts to defend, leave them less able to actually defend them easily against either force. But no, he would not simply content himself to pick away at the enemy defenders, he had a target to eliminate, whether this Captain managed to actually get to a suit or not.

Before he moved, out of necessity, Gregor aimed carefully, picking off another suit that was assaulting the Akatsuki, considering it needed the most aid currently out of the fighting forces. Until his target showed up, he would continue to provide fire support. He hadn't tried to hail anyone, as he had no reason to, and kept an active vigil, firing off a steady stream of rounds from his rifle, relocating from point to point, providing cover fire with his beam rifle, not actively charging into the combat yet, just firing shots from a good distance away, acting as much a sniper than just a part of the assault team.

He was going through the motions so far, the assaulting forces creating a much more pressing concern than a lone Suit disappearing and reappearing, firing off several shots before vanishing under its stealth systems, appearing at another unrelated position, firing again and vanishing, all for the task of either drawing out the Captain in his Suit to bring him down, or simply breach the compound itself alongside the assault forces when the time came, covering for the undisciplined violence before the mission, where the team had attacked each other briefly.

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Character Portrait: Gregor Cain Character Portrait: Andros Yamato-Clyne Character Portrait: Camilla Bonnaire Character Portrait: Captain Glurdleworth NPC Character Character Portrait: Owen Kazuya Character Portrait: Umiko Athha Character Portrait: Ryuukasu Shinozuka
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Thanks to assistance from Gregor Cain, Umiko manage to break through the Revelation forces and make it to Andros' side. Unfortunately, she was followed. Andros saw the incoming suit and fired his beam rifle at it, yet the enemy suit somehow evaded it. The suit was piloted by non other than Glurdleworth, and he was coming after Umiko! She managed to block the incoming blade with the Akatsuki's double-bladed beam saber.

Tomier's Captain was furious when he spoke, which everyone, Revelation or Federation, could here on the radio. "You managed to be more trouble than I expected, you bitch! You and that golden mobile suit!"

Umiko was no less furious. "Your failed perverted advances and your relentless slaughtering of innocents were more troublesome than that, Glurdleworth! And this golden mobile suit, is the Akatsuki, which my direct ancestor, Cagalli Yula Athha, piloted when repelling the ZAFT Invasion upon the Orb union during the Second Bloody Valentine War, at the time of the Cosmic Era! And I'm using it..." Her hazel eyes turned diluted as she went into SEED mode. "...to keep you from murdering my cousin!"

Upon entering SEED mode and saying her piece, her abilities were enhanced significantly, allowing her beam saber to break the lock and force the Revelation Captain's suit backwards, even more so when Umiko rammed the Akatsuki's shield at his machine, breaking the left arm off of it. Her lunge with her saber would have hit, were it not for Glurdleworth's evasive maneuvers just barely being on time. He managed to get away from Umiko, but he was unwittingly flying in the direction of Gregor Cain.

Andros contacted Gregor on the Federation channel."Tomier's Captain is all yours, Gregor! Umiko managed to force him in your direction!" turning to Owen, he said, "Owen, stay by Umiko's side and make sure nobody else gets near her for an attack! I'm going in to look for the Extreme pilot! He's been giving us trouble, lately! and he may be here!"

Even with finally breaching the base and heading inside, disabling more suits with his beam rifle while the funnels were attached, there was no sign of him anywhere. Come on... you've got to be here, somewhere... you can't be on Earth, where the Federation is strongest... it would be suicide...

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Character Portrait: Gregor Cain Character Portrait: Andros Yamato-Clyne Character Portrait: Captain Glurdleworth NPC Character Character Portrait: Owen Kazuya Character Portrait: Umiko Athha
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"Owen, stay by Umiko's side and make sure nobody else gets near her for an attack! I'm going in to look for the Extreme pilot! He's been giving us trouble, lately! and he may be here!"

"O-Okay!" Owen immediately moved his Gundam to the front of Akatsuki, swinging his rifle around, preparing for whatever attack might come to them. Zake matched the pilot's Gundam's movements and stopped at the opposite side of the Akatsuki. "I'll give you a backup in case you screw up. Your first mission and you're entrusted with guarding someone. You got some rotten luck there, bro." Zake laughed at Owen, who was busy trying to locate any weird movements from the building or maybe even from somewhere else.

"This will probably make me more famous in the Federation." Owen replied, still aiming his rifle around. "Dude, don't be so tense! We're probably safe for now thanks to Mr. Gregor Cain back there. He probably wiped out the mobile suits that have deployed. Even if they had pilots, Strike would have probably dealt with that in the Tomier." Zake's Gundam slowly put down his rifle, confirming that there were no suits other than theirs and the suit that the Akatsuki had forced to move towards where Gregor Cain was.

"You won't believe me if I said that things never went your way." Owen begged to differ. His rifle was still up, aiming every possible places where mobiles suits might appear. Zake turned to the Akatsuki, putting up the open channel. "Is this the pilot of the Akatsuki, the Gundam which was once piloted by Cagalli Yula Athha? My name is Zake Holl, I am the pilot of the Gundam, Titanium. The other tensed Gundam there is Zexon and his pilot, Owen Kazuya. We're here to provide you defense on the request of Andros Yamoto-Clyne."

Zake took the chance to introduce himself, whereas Owen stayed silent. Owen never dealt well with people inside his mobile suit, but outside of one, he can literally talk to anyone at all. Whether it be a criminal or a warmonger, he is able to converse with them on a level where they at least approve of each other. Things were going well for a moment, but like Owen had predicted, enemies appeared. A squad of seven approached them, firing beams at their location.

The Akatsuki did well on deflecting their lasers, however, this time, the squad was fairly different from the usual beam rifles. One of the laser went right through the shield and hit directly at the Akatsuki's right arm. It only scratched a little bit, but the fact that they were firing more than what Akatsuki can handle was trouble. Zexon quickly moved in front and activated it's GN shield. It managed to deflect some attack, but amount of random lasers was too much for even Zexon to handle. "Zake, we got a problem. We'll need the Akatsuki to move on. Their suits were using GN particles, and Akatsuki's shield isn't capable of blocking them.

Zake waited for a moment before nodding. He trusted the purple haired pilot's words and pulled out his rifle. "Alright. I'll leave this to you, Owen. Don't die on me now!" Firing a few shots, Zake turned and moved forward, begging the Akatsuki pilot to follow him. "Let's go. We need to reach the others. Owen's still new at this but he can defend himself. Don't let the newbie's hard work go to waste."

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Character Portrait: Gregor Cain Character Portrait: Stride Walker Character Portrait: Andros Yamato-Clyne Character Portrait: Camilla Bonnaire Character Portrait: Captain Glurdleworth NPC Character Character Portrait: Owen Kazuya Character Portrait: Umiko Athha Character Portrait: Ryuukasu Shinozuka
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Upon returning to the Yellow King, Stride parked H.P. in its proper place and jumped out of the cockpit, his boots thumping hard against the metal floors. As he walked to his pilot seat, grabbing his longcoat along the way, he heard a clunk, signaling yet another piece dropping from somewhere he probably wouldn't find. He walked over to the engine room and opened the door, hearing a whisper as he did so and remembering the last exorcist he had called here. Poor guy went mad, kept saying there was no such thing as a ghost. Stride then placed two fingers to his lips, whistled, and heard a soft rustling noise as Honeybunches, his sugar baby that he found crawling around in Yellow King when he'd salvaged it, crawled up his pants leg and jumped into his pocket, snuggling at the warmth from Stride's body. Stride smiled, took a look at the mess that was the engine, and then cracked his knuckles, getting to work on fixing up the old hunk of scrap to usable conditions again.

Five hours later, it was as good as an engine that had probably seen what a supernova looked like from the inside could get. Wiping the sweat off of his brow, Stride and Honeybunches went back to the engine room, where Stride placed the little guy on what a mini-pilot seat. Honeybunches then grabbed the little flange of metal and fabric that Stride had fashioned into a seat belt and clicked it in. It took Stride two years to teach him that. Until then, there was always a little ball of fur bouncing around while in flight, and as cute as that was, had ultimately resulted in the poor thing breaking a rib. With both of them securely tied down, Stride hit the power, and slowly lifted off into the air, Yellow King's metal grumbling in disrespect and protest against any form of physics.

As Stride flew the ship off to his main mechanic's shop for the upgrades, he came across a Revel/rebel skirmish on a shuttle halfway through his flight. Not one to waste a good fight, he aimed his beam cannon at one of the smaller ones and fired, taking out a relatively minor Mobile Suit. The more dangerous looking Gundams he made sure to avoid with the laser, due to the fact that it would probably only scratch them, if that. However, so as to not be COMPLETELY defenseless, he also armed the EMP mines, which had been the best his mind could design. Each mine on its own could fry a Gundam's circuits with ease if they got within range, and unlike most machines, Yellow King had a tendency to not break in any way until he touched down. He then unbuckled himself and Honeybunches, ran to the loading bay, jumped into H.P., and dropped from the bay and fired up his lance, landing on another Mobile Suit.

"HEY REVELATION!" Stride shouted over the airwaves, Honeybunches standing triumphantly on his shoulder for all to see, "HELL OF A PARTY YOU GOT GOING HERE! I ALMOST FELT OBLIGATED TO CRASH IT!" With that, he disappeared again, reappearing on the other side of several Mobile Suits, lance in hand and ablaze with energy. As he cut the propulsion, the Mobiles in a straight path behind him simply fell apart, sliced cleanly in half. "HOPE YOU DON'T MIND MY CUTTING IN! BUT BAD PUNS ASIDE, ANYONE WHO ISN'T REVELATION SPEAK NOW, OR FOREVER REST IN PIECES!" he yelled again, pointing his lance into the air.

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Character Portrait: Gregor Cain Character Portrait: Stride Walker Character Portrait: Andros Yamato-Clyne Character Portrait: Camilla Bonnaire Character Portrait: Captain Glurdleworth NPC Character Character Portrait: Owen Kazuya Character Portrait: Umiko Athha
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((Thunder, Tomier is a space station, not a planet.))

Umiko lifted the Akatsuki's shield, only to have a GN beam go right through it and hit her mobile suit. Something was not right: The Akatsuki was able to survive a shot from a battleship when Mu La Flaga piloted it, once. Were GN particles truly that powerful? She almost did not catch Zake's words while she pondered the question. Following him, she made sure she was not followed, this time.

Meanwhile, Andros could not find the Extreme pilot anywhere. Where could he be? It was odd that the person's mobile was nowhere in sight. He decided instead to keep enemy Gundams inside from coming out. Andros used both his beam rifles to make the task easier. Gregor could handle the station's captain.

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It seems as if Owen wasn't the only one with company. A newly arrived Gundam with blazing fast speed had entered the battlefield, already taking out a few of the mobile suits that had decided to ambush Zexio. Owen considered what will happen if he stayed focus on the GN particle Gundams approaching him and left the ambush group unnoticed. He'll probably end up being driven to a corner and ultimately getting destroyed. Zexio isn't capable of taking too much hit, and when it's forced into a corner, it can do nothing but take the hits.

"HOPE YOU DON'T MIND MY CUTTING IN! BUT BAD PUNS ASIDE, ANYONE WHO ISN'T REVELATION SPEAK NOW, OR FOREVER REST IN PIECES!"

The pilot of the red Gundam with insane speed had announced his entrance. Owen assumed that he was on the Federation side and that he wouldn't be able to differentiate between ally and enemy. If Owen wasn't wrong, the pilot plans to run rampant here. It would be wise as to state that he's on the same side as this pilot before he ends up getting chased for no reason. It seems like the pilot was speaking on the open channel. "This is Owen Kazuya, newcomer of the Federation, pilot of the Gundam, Zexio." Owen revealed his presence before sending a signal of his Gundam. Hopefully, the pilot receives it and does not attack him.

While things were still going on, the team that decided to attack Owen head-on seems to have not stopped. They relentlessly continued firing at Zexio, and Owen seemed to have taken his luxury too far. "I'm currently in a battle. We shall speak later." With that, he ended the transmission to focus on the battle.




The huge amount of random lasers blasted off everywhere, as Zexio tries it's best to dodge them. [I'm at an disadvantage while I'm at long range. I need to get closer to them.] Zexio could have handle one or two suits at a long range battle thanks to its beam launcher, however, with a squad of seven, it'll be impossible no matter how Owen tries to do it. The laser shower wasn't letting up anytime at all, and Zexio was still dodging it with all its might. The spaces to dodge to was getting smaller and smaller, and options was slowly decreasing one by one, however, when one of the Gundam let up its attack, Owen quickly spotted the opening.

Stepping on the accelerator as hard as he could, Zexio burst off flying to the 7 o'clock of the approaching squad. The shower slowly moved to chase Zexio, however, its speed and large amount of twisting and turning caught them off guard. Nearing the leftmost suit of the squad, Zexio unsheathed it's blade, Lacerta. GN particles slowly covered the blade as a bright green glow surrounded it. It swung the blade, and it cleanly sliced off the head, making an explosion occur. The suit was still intact, however, with the navigational part of the mobile suit gone, it's now temporarily unable to fight.

The others quickly turned and attempted to shoot at the yellow Gundam, only having it to dodge by flying upwards and the lasers hitting their ally. Owen is unable to kill his enemies through his own hand, however, passing that job to others was certainly something he still can do. The 6 remaining mobile suits did not stop as they continued firing at their enemy Gundam, as if not caring that they killed their own teammate.

Until now, Owen had only managed to get one of the suits and it wasn't enough. The more he tries to avoid direct hits to the cockpit, the more the squad will be able to regroup and close that opening he had escaped through, cornering himself again. He had to do something somehow. Owen couldn't waste anymore precious chance. He entered a series of command while having Zexio dodge the laser shower. "Damn it. You made me do this!" He screamed as he regained back the manual controls of Zexio. Beside the right handle was a series of buttons, lined up in a 3 by 3 formation. Owen clicked the button on the top-right.

"Go, Fangs! Tear their formation up!" Small rectangular metal pieces came shooting out of Zexio's shield, as it goes to the opposite direction of where Zexio was heading. The squad tries their best to shoot down these little flying metal scraps, but those four small things managed to surround one of squad's cockpit and started shooting. Not very long after the fangs started shooting, the suit exploded, making the squad two suits less. While the other five were distracted trying to destroy the speedy fangs, Owen had already finished combining his Mega Buster Launcher (MBL from henceforth).

He aimed the long launcher at the squad. With the additional help of the scoping system the cockpit has, he managed to spot three Gundam lined up in one spot. With the pull of a trigger, the MBL fires it's laser; a long and giant circle of green light, as it hits the target. But in actual, it was his fangs that did the job. It each fired a shot into the cockpit. The MBL was for aesthetic purposes. With the five suits already destroyed, the remaining two had seen the fate of their comrades and had started retreating. Owen sighed as he thought how he took five lives just like that. He hugged himself, as slowly, he remembers the first time he had to fire at another human life. It was as easy as pulling the trigger. That was all it took to end that poor man's life. The fangs later returned and docked back to where they came from.

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Character Portrait: Gregor Cain Character Portrait: Stride Walker Character Portrait: Andros Yamato-Clyne Character Portrait: Camilla Bonnaire Character Portrait: Captain Glurdleworth NPC Character Character Portrait: Owen Kazuya Character Portrait: Umiko Athha
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Gregor had not been quick to engage the apparently fleeing Captain, the actions had matched the profile he had for the man, but that meant nothing in the short term here. He had to deal with him, regardless of the shifting battlefield situation. He would have to assume that the others could handle themselves, which wasn't too much of a stretch. They were competent in their own manners, and the Akatsuki suit had made it back in one piece. Well, mostly, from observed events, but it was nothing that couldn't be fixed, no doubt. The newcomer was also acting rather flamboyantly and rashly, but it gave him the distraction that was needed from the suits that had tried to move to defend their fleeing Captain. He responded to the man's deceleration, doubting he would have the ability to read the IFF systems that were in place for some Federation suits. "G-Exes Jackedge, Federation. Do be so kind and not point the lance my way." Rather than his name or rank, he used his suit model as a form of identification, it was viable as the model was distinct from the others.

With the Captain's guard distracted, it would be easy to hunt down his wounded suit, and cut this mad dog's life short. On the Federation commline, which he kept open for the sake of keeping up with orders and whatnot, he warned the lot of his intent. "Engaging their captain, let's see if this shakes up their organization at all." With that, he engaged the suit's boosters, shooting out of stealth, rifle firing in the direction of the Captain, aiming to suppress rather than kill. The man was no doubt cursing and ranting, as he had at the pilot of the Akatsuki, but he had deliberately blocked out that public comm channel he had broadcasted on, but not all of them so he had caught what the lancer had to say. But enough idle thoughts, it was time to enter a most familiar dance.

Captain Glurdleworth had acted as predicted, entering an evasive pattern to avoid getting hit with the beam rounds, but that slowed him down just enough. Rifle already locked onto the suits rear storage location, Gregor chopped downwards with a Beam tomahawk, the hostile Captain moving out of the way, cleaving at the Jackedge before him. Firing the thrusters to duck the attack, he slammed the tomahawk into one of the hostile suit's legs, destroying the link outright and carrying through, severely damaging the second leg. A downward swipe was deflected alongside his shield, and he cleaved upwards, taking the saber arm off at where the elbow joint was located, sending it spiraling away.

Another swing jammed the tomahawk's beam edge into the chest of the suit, keeping the man from ejecting and trying to survive that way. Producing the beam saber of his, he ignored the indicator that the man was trying to contact him. Try to beg for his survival, surrender, or some such nonsense. Gregor would not be having any of it, instead driving the Beam Saber straight into the cockpit, instantly killing off the disgrace of a man, and he retrieved his tomahawk before boosting away from the dead captain's suit, more to avoid the retaliation from the oncoming suits that broke off to try and stop him from killing their captain.

Producing his own rifle and returning fire at the oncoming hostiles, he knew full well he wasn't going to shake them, not having ever put the necessary work into making his suit capable of high speed, high flight maneuverability. Firing at the oncoming suits, he would still kill one or two, but he was making a beeline back for friendly Federation forces, having finished the job that required him to be off on his own. "Get some covering fire, if you folks would be so kind?" He had noted Andros had entered the station, and many less hostiles were coming out. Stemming the tide, probably, and he angled that way, to breach the station and help out there, trusting the outside forces to clean up, and cover him in the process.

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OOC: Sorry for being so freaking late :P

Captain Sonya Rodham Pavlovena entered the assembly hall flanked on either side by a pair of her closest comrades. They walked in tight arrowhead formation, the lockstep clacks of their heels perfectly synchronized as they swaggered across the sterling metalwork hull of the Epimetheus—Section 7's flagship. The captain came to an abrupt stop several feet before a grouping of seated Revelation soldiers, her radiant silver and white greatcoat swishing about in stark contrast with the soft grey metals that lined most of the ship's interior. The men who had been flanking her followed suit, coming to an immediate halt at her side, maintaining formation. They then kicked their boots together before spacing their feet shoulder length apart, hands behind their backs. It was the pose and posture of a proper Section 7 soldier.

With one hand on her hip, the captain struck a pose of her own, defiant and commanding. Her presence, like a great skyscraper, seemed to dwarf that of those around her. The woman was undoubtedly the alpha here, and she knew it. Slowly, the captain scanned the crowd of faces before her, starting from the left. Some faces she recognized. Most she didn't. Her prosthetic right eye moved erratically in her head, making quick sweeps and jumping rapidly from face to face. Her other eye traveled across the sea of bodies at a much slower pace, making eye contact with each and every individual before her. The effect was eerie.

It was a minute before she spoke.

"Stand." She uttered the word lightly, almost under her breath, yet projected it with enough force so as to reach the ears of every person in the room. It was easy to differentiate the "new" soldiers in the crowd from the veterans. The vets simply stood, hands either at their sides or in front of their persons. The captain inclined her head ever so slightly in acknowledgement. Those that remained sitting just looked at each other, befuddled expressions dotting their faces. There were furious mutterings in the way of "what did she say?" and "did you hear that?". A few of the veteran soldiers shook their heads in contempt (or was it pity?), but, for the most part, they simply stared forward.

For her part, the captain pursed her lips, eyes narrowing. It was not an aesthetically pleasing facial expression.

"STAND!" she barked, eyes wide, voice booming. Those newbies in the front row immediate jumped to attention, some nearly falling over their own feet to do so. After a moment, everyone who had been sitting previously managed to get to their feet. The silence within the room was deafening, with most of the soldiers remaining rigid. Some of them were squirming. A travesty of discipline, no doubt.

Walking up to within inches of the front row, the captain began to pace up and down the entire length of stiff sweaty newbies. The veterans that'd felt like showing up to the orientation were smart enough to choose seats around the middle and back edge of the gathering, essentially remaining outside of their captain's immediate warpath. Smart.

After several passes, she finally spoke, temporarily pausing her slow walk.

"Good afternoon, Revelation soldiers," she said, holding her arms out to her sides. From anyone else, it might've been an inviting gesture. She turned her head left. "To those new soldiers fresh out of bootcamp," she began, slowly turning her head to her right, "and you free slaves who are not yet familiar with how the Revelation operates, I am your captain. Your Queen. And you will refer to me as such while in my presence." She resumed her pacing, hands behind her back, greatcoat billowing after her in a dramatic flair. "This is the Revelation military's fourth company, of which I command." She pivoted smartly, clicking her heels together, her greatcoat whipping the air with her every motion. She was once again fully facing the men and women before her. "Of the myriad companies that exist, we are... special." She peered over her shoulder at one of the mercenary-esque men who had earlier followed her into the room. "Aren't we, Vice Lieutenant?"

"Yes, Kapitan." He spoke with a low villainous baritone, accentuated by his deep German accent. He pronounced it ka-pee-tan. "We are indeed special." When the Vice Lieutenant responded, only his jaw moved. Without that, he might as well have been a statue of Medusa herself. His stare was frosty, his stance as sharp and professional as his uniform. His mere glance was enough to petrify.

"Huh. Why is that?" She asked the question in a tone that suggested she already knew the answer.
The man broke his stance then, walking down to stand beside his captain. He immediately joined in on the effort to stare down the front row. "Because we are one of the seven specialized companies, and these whelps are lucky to have made it in at all."

She turned her head back towards those soldiers in front of her, bellowing. "And what is our mission?!"

The Vice Lieutenant grinned. He was missing teeth. "We are the fourth company—Section 7 of the Revelation's seven specialized companies! We are the Anti-Range section, or ARS, Kapitan!"

The captain nodded, opening her mouth in preparation to speak again. However, she paused, closing it. With her normal eye staring forward, the captain's mechanical eye swiveled in total alien fashion, landing on a purple-eyed female soldier off towards the edge of the front row. The soldier was shuffling in place in an erratic distracting fashion. The captain's normal eye followed the path of her mechanical one, tilting her head at an angle, eyebrows raised.

The Vice Lieutenant and several of the other veterans visibly grimaced. The captain, on the other hand, smirked. It was downright creepy. With the Vice Lieutenant on her heels, she casually made her way over to stand before the soldier, staring down at her. For a few intense moments, she only glared at the girl, eyes fixed, like a lion keyed in to its prey. The tension in the room was so palpable that other non-veterans began to fidget place, though not so much as to be noticed.

Thanks to her cybernetic eye, she immediately knew everything about this person.

Her name was Oka Shishei. A gifted Revelation mechanic and failed trial subject of the Revelation's Newtype project. Requested to join Section 7 of her own volition. Most closely associated to Shuya Toriyama—

The captain's eye immediately honed in on the person standing beside Oka, her human eye catching up a second later. Shuya Toriyama. The Revelation's prized "complete Newtype".

Fascinating.

With a flick of her wrist and a flurry of her coat, the captain held out her left hand, palm up, to her Lieutenant. Immediately recognizing her intent, he unbuckled an object from his bandoleer, placing it in her outstretched hand. Without missing a beat, she swung the object laterally, bringing it to bear a mere centimeters from the face of Shuya Toriyama.

It was a gun.

Nobody moved.

"Ladies and gentlemen, welcome to the elite." She spoke to the room with all the fervor and authority of one declaring an imperial edict, though her eyes never left Shuya's face. "What you are joining here is more than a company. It is a brotherhood. A machine. A single cohesive well-oiled unit so efficient and effective at what we do that we might as well be unrivaled within the Revelation. There is a reason for that."

She narrowed her non-mechanical eye, her voice deepening, directing her next question at her target. "Can you feel my hostile intent, Shuya Toriyama?" The captain's wolfish smirk widened as she leaned in, her canines in full view. "Do you fear death, soldier?"

Before he could respond, she pulled the trigger.

The hammer struck the firing pin with an auricular click!, piercing the silence like a spear.

There was no accompanying boom. No report. No gunfire. Just a click.

"Newtypes. Coordinators. Innovators. Naturals... We've done battle against entire armies of them all." She leaned out, shouting her next words to the room at large. "And we're still here!"

The veterans in the room let out a curt yet triumphant cheer.

"Synergy is your new god, soldiers," she said, withdrawing the handgun and handing it back to her Lieutenant. "Pray to her." The man slid a magazine into the weapon and racked the slide before returning it to his bandolier. "Because in order for our section to function at prime efficiency," she continued, "you must realize: a bullet through the head kills a coordinator just as easily as anybody else." As she spoke, she met the eyes of various individuals. "You. Are. Not. Special. Human or coordinator, rich or poor, male or female, slave or free man, Federation or Revelation—none of that matters anymore. Join us and you're nothing more than a member of Section 7. To work within this team. To obey and be obeyed—without bias or fear. Understood?"

There were a few shouts of acknowledgement, mostly from the back of the room, but it wasn't enough to appease the captain.

"UNDERSTOOD?!" She roared, to which everyone acknowledged: "Yes, captain!"

"Good. You all have your room assignments. We'll be testing out the new tactics and formations you were just briefed on against a small detachment of Federation forces within the hour, so be ready. Those of you who are worthy of Section 7 will not perish against such a pathetic force. To the rest of you..." She turned on her heel and began walking back to the entrance, her cadre moving to follow. "... I guess we'll see you in hell."

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Andros heard Stride and the somewhat insane words coming from him while he was storming the space station. Judging from the tone of voice, the man was not kidding in his request. As such, he felt it important to let him know he is a Federation comrade. "Andros Yamato-Clyne, Strike Freedom II. I am inside Tomier with the pilot of the Jackedge. We are taking on the Revelation suits, and I am personally looking for one enemy pilot in particular. Haven't found him yet, but once I do, I intend to capture him alive. And please, don't destroy any mobile suits that already are incapable of fighting." Another disabling shot at another Revelation suit, and he turned his attention to Gregor. "Gregor, I'm not that great with melee, so I may need help if I end up crossing blades with somebody."

As if on cue, one of the enemy suits charged forward to try to stab the Strike Freedom II, Andros responding by having the SFII pull out the beam saber to block. While he was able to hold the foe off, it was as he said: his skill in melee was not like that of ranged. As such, he only knew basic moves. He could barely keep from being sliced as it was. During the saber lock, he decided to kick the enemy away, which forcing foes away was the most he could do, not at all useful for confronting a persistent pilot.

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Umiko made it to the squadrons of the Federation, yet she saw that Owen had difficulty fighting off the mobile suits that were on him. Thankfully, her help was not needed, since he personally dealt with them. Then, she remembered that Stride wanted to know who is friendly, so she let him know through the open channel. "Umiko Athha, piloting the Akatsuki. My cousin, Andros Yamato-Clyne, is piloting the Strike Freedom II and is inside the base engaging Revelation pilots."

After saying what she had to, she caught a glimpse of one of the few remaining cannons on aimed at the group. She knew if it were to hit the others, there would be heavy casualties. The person she worried for most in this situation, however, was Owen, whom was ahead of everyone.

"Owen! Look out!" She flew the Akatsuki in front of the Zexio right on time to take the hit, the beam splitting in different directions, yet did not hit anyone else. Though the armor was not harmed by the beam, she struggled to keep the Akatsuki from moving backwards. With the beam gone, the cannon seemed to have detonated itself. No further shots ftrom the base came, which possibly meant the cannons and turrets were disabled. She panted heavily while using the Akatsuki to grab Owen's mobile suit by the wrist and pull him towards everyone else. There was no immediate danger, for the moment. "You okay?"

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Stride smiled at the first two speaking over the airwaves, and was about to go ballistic when he heard the guy named Andros speak. On a different channel. And was confirmed by Akatsuki's pilot. This was when he got his big idea, and dropped all other radio channels, firing up a single person-to-person channel with Andros.
"Heaven Piercer reporting, quick question. Is the pilot of the Jackedge with you because his Gundam was hijacked? Because I just got a call from a pilot of said Jackedge. Feel free to elaborate. Til then, screw your limitations, Imma hunt me some Revelation scum!"
Firing up his lance, Stride blasted through the rank and file Mobile Suits of the Revelation, not caring if the resultant damage killed or not. His lance's energy propulsion system was very efficient, and capable of reabsorbing energy it had dispersed in one way or another, meaning as long as there was combat, there would be propulsion to use. So, sensible pilot he was, he spammed the f*ck out of it, using it to maneuver in ways most pilots weren't going to be used to seeing. Then he started up a second radio link with "Jackedge", and made note that he used a different radio channel than Andros, so that neither pilot would know he was talking to the other.
"Jackedge, this is Heaven Piercer, report status, I'm detecting several Mobile Suits in your area with Revelation radio channels." He failed, of course, to mention that "Jackedge" himself was on that list.

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Stride smiled at the first two speaking over the airwaves, and was about to go ballistic when he heard the guy named Andros speak. On a different channel. And was confirmed by Akatsuki's pilot. This was when he got his big idea, and dropped all other radio channels, firing up a single person-to-person channel with Andros.
"Heaven Piercer reporting, quick question. Is the pilot of the Jackedge with you because his Gundam was hijacked? Because I just got a call from a pilot of said Jackedge. Feel free to elaborate. Til then, screw your limitations, Imma hunt me some Revelation scum!"
Firing up his lance, Stride blasted through the rank and file Mobile Suits of the Revelation, not caring if the resultant damage killed or not. His lance's energy propulsion system was very efficient, and capable of reabsorbing energy it had dispersed in one way or another, meaning as long as there was combat, there would be propulsion to use. So, sensible pilot he was, he spammed the f*ck out of it, using it to maneuver in ways most pilots weren't going to be used to seeing. Then he started up a second radio link with "Jackedge", and made note that he used a different radio channel than Andros, so that neither pilot would know he was talking to the other.
"Jackedge, this is Heaven Piercer, report status, I'm detecting several Mobile Suits in your area with Revelation radio channels." He failed, of course, to mention that "Jackedge" himself was on that list.

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Gregor smirked as he entered the base, spotting a suit charging Andros and he got the comm message from the man. stating his preference of ranged combat, but before he could actually respond an enemy actually charged the Strike Freedom, and he couldn't but a beam through it just yet. When it was kicked away, however, he dove forward in the Jackedge, shield blocking the attempted saber blow to stop his approach. He rammed the bayonet right into where the cockpit of the suit should have been, firing a point blank beam as he slammed the suit downwards, withdrawing the rifle and placing it onto his back armor. Deciding to cover Andros from melee foes, he activated the beam tomahawk, shield prepared in front of him as well. Any foe that might charge would have to contend from ranged attacks from the Strike Freedom II, and if they closed the gap, he would be waiting with the beam tomahawk. He wasn't a dedicated melee suit, but he was far more comfortable with the scenario than others might be. "I'll keep the hounds at bay, Andros, lets move."

The comm message from the merc made him chuckle, and he responded easily to the man, not concerned with how someone might jump to traitorous conclusions. "When able, I tap the Revelation communications for interesting information, and feed some disinformation when the opportunity arises. It's par for the course when it comes to warfare." Such occurrences were nothing new or shocking, hence his lack of concern with explaining the comm channels that he knew were not as well hidden as one would expect. Seeing a myriad of comm networks would surprise both sides standard forces, and unless either knew who he was and what his job was, it would give him time to act.

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As Owen sat in his cockpit, still terrified over what he had done, a loud alarm rang throughout the cramped space. A small red circle appeared at the side of the screen, and in the middle of it, a turret of sorts turned and aimed it's barrels at the Zexio. Owen wasn't given the time to act, as the beam came sooner than he thought it would. However, a voice that shouted from a distant rang beside. A private channel was opened and connected to Owen's Gundam without him knowing, and turning his Gundam around, he found the golden Gundam, Akatsuki charging towards his direction.

"Owen! Look out!" Said the pilot, as moments later, her Gundam was in front of his, the triangular green shield was activated. The pink beam hit the Akatsuki, the beams scattered after hitting the shield. It was strong enough to withstand the beam attack and was not pushed back by it, however, the pilot left the channel on. Owen was able to hear the pilot's heavy panting and groans, in which he wanted to tell her to stop. "W-What are you doing?! Move away!" Yelled desperately the young purple haired pilot.

The beam ended quickly after, still leaving the pilot panting. The golden Gundam turned and grabbed Zexio by the wrist, pulling them two towards the squadron in the distance. "You okay?" The female pilot asked. Owen was angered by her action. "Why would you do that?! Are you suicidal or what?! I could have handled that situation perfectly myself!" He yelled, knowing full well that his words might hurt the female pilot. He grabbed his handles tightly. The Zexio Gundam threw off the hands that grabbed its wrist and flew forward. "Please... I don't want to see anyone getting hurt again..." He mumbled, not knowing that the mumble was heard by the female pilot.

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"Look, I'm going to go take a nap you can handle things right?"

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"Sorry, but family comes first!" (WIP)

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I'm the best there is at what I do. What I do best isn't very nice.

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"Don't you think life is so mysterious? How it comes by so often and disappearing as it likes... How mysterious..."

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"So what if I'm Kira Yamato's direct descendant? I'm still me."

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I'll take my dreams to the heavens, JUST WHO THE HELL DO YOU THINK I AM?

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I'm the best there is at what I do. What I do best isn't very nice.

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"Don't you think life is so mysterious? How it comes by so often and disappearing as it likes... How mysterious..."

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"Well, I had a plan until he charged in. Alright, plan B is he's bait."

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"Sorry, but family comes first!" (WIP)

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"Look, I'm going to go take a nap you can handle things right?"

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"Look, I'm going to go take a nap you can handle things right?"

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"Sorry, but family comes first!" (WIP)

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"So what if I'm Kira Yamato's direct descendant? I'm still me."

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"Don't you think life is so mysterious? How it comes by so often and disappearing as it likes... How mysterious..."


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Sorry I haven't post in a while. I have been out of meds so I've been feeling down. I will post this weekend though

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-.- Xunnam, Coordinators are humans; it's just that their genetic strucutures were altered before birth, is all (at least the first generation ones). You should say "natural" where you say "human", because Natural means you are a regular human being, in Cosmic Era terms. No alteration or anything.

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People, let's not stop posting now. This role-play has its potential!

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Gah, everything sucks. So hey, sorry about the delay on my part. The trials and tribulations associated with college restarting are eating up my every second (and I just got real internet back). I should be able to return to active status today/tomorrow, god of internet willing >_<

Great posts so far though!

EDIT: posted :)

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Alright, edited so that Heaven Piercer's in space.

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Thats ok nox. Take your time X3

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Oh. I should post. Sorry guys, been busy starting a new job.

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I plan on posting today ^_^

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It's okay. don't worry. Andros may not be very social, but he is a kind person, nonetheless. Eventually, he may come talk to Owen and try to be friends with him. He is just not much of a talker. :)

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Alright, Zachary, I've changed my post. Sorry if I caused you any trouble.

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Okay, got my first post in, thanks to an adapter my dad got for me.

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There, my first post. Hope it's not bad.

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Uh... about that... I am on family vacation starting tomorrow and won't be back until the 18th. On the 19th, I'll be free, after an appointment and spending some time with a friend.

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Waiting on two ppl to hand in their CS's. But, if they don't by Tuesday then we're starting Wednesday.

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Boom. Captain's done :P

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as soon as all the positions are filled.

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So, when is this starting?

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I might do a female one depending. Though it's a high probability that she won't be a Gundam pilot and is just one of those people who works in the ship, providing information and whatnot.

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Yeah we do. If you know anyone who's interested let me know.