@Cucoo
What affiliation will they be?
@Wriggle
Along with all the other games I have to play with you guys too. :p
Mighty night. :p
RP General Discussion
02/26/2015, 09:17 AM #14482
RP General Discussion
They'll be indirectly with DCERT through their affiliation with NATO.
Part of me wants to work in this gif though for them...
...maybe Joe's wingman was shot down and killed and he's out for Vengeance, but he's not telling Terrisa that and he's trying to not let his anger put her in danger.
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Last edited by Cucoo5; 02/26/2015, 09:23 AM. They'll be indirectly with DCERT through their affiliation with NATO.
Part of me wants to work in this gif though for them...
...maybe Joe's wingman was shot down and killed and he's out for Vengeance, but he's not telling Terrisa that and he's trying to not let his anger put her in danger.
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02/27/2015, 04:21 AM #14486
Hi guys... I am DREADFULLY sorry for not being here. I'll try to get on tomorrow.
02/27/2015, 06:55 AM #14487
Just to jot this down somewhere
Wriggs and I are doing a FE:A Nuzlocke run for teh lols
Classic Normal - No resets
Traditional leveling aka no second seals
E Rank weapons only
Side Challenge: Grima must be slain with a stick.
Because a ladle will be too OP.
EDIT:
Is it healthy to fall in love with a character that I just fleshed out this fast?
This is more made for Corrupture but I can easily adapt this by changing the names of things.
Wilted Flower
"It's finally come to this."
"Yes. It's finally time to settle our little war once and for all." Lotus responded to Joe. "Hawkeye..."
"Lotus."
Both of their craft were flying wingtip to wingtip. If either looked to their side, they could easily see each other, but neither pilot dared to do so. A moment of silence and then the two broke off from each other, flying a silently agreed distance before turning parallel again. A second of preparation and then the two aces pulled toward each other for their last dogfight. One would expect a degree of intensity as they engaged into horizontal scissors, trading left for right; right for left in almost perfect unison, yet Joe and Lotus had a somber air about them. Their maneuvers showed their frantic battle of wits to evade the other's approach while at the same time attempting to gain the upper hand, yet they themselves showed no sign of aggression toward the other. Lotus was the first to make a mistake as her concentration was broken by the feeling of her wing losing lift, preluding a stall. She made the slight correction to prevent it, however her minute maneuver didn't go unnoticed by Joe who capitalized on the window of opportunity, expertly getting on her six. Lotus now went into a frantic shallow dive in an attempt to put enough distance between her and Joe, who simply followed suit. With his target in his sights, Joe waited for the opportune moment to pull the trigger as he analyzed Lotus's erratic movements that were to keep him from getting a good firing solution on her. In the desperate movements of Lotus's aircraft, Joe saw his chance, firing a short burst towards her right wing, however Lotus also sensed her mistake and immediately compensated, forcing the shot to whizz past her canopy. Making another split-second adjustment, Lotus made a skidding turn, forcing Joe who had been too close to adjust his flight path to remain on her six to overshoot. Lotus's window to take a shot at Joe came and went as he made a high-g turn into the opposite direction of Lotus's, pushing his vehicle to its limit and breaking away from the engagement.
<editing in more battle scene later>
Low Fuel
The indicator light made Lotus hesitate for a moment. This was it. Even if she turned the battle around and shot down her opponent then and there, she would easily be captured as she would have to ditch her craft. The though of being captured scared her. "They'll execute you." The thought echoed in her mind. She had lost. The sound of the missile lock that Joe had held on her for the last part of the battle seemed soothing to her at that moment. Her face was contorted with frustration and sorrow.
"I'm going to die."
She let the realization sit heavy on her mind. She felt vulnerable. Everything was now no longer in her control... except for one thing. How she dies. After a moment of choking back her emotions, she spoke to Joe. "Looks like you win, Hawkeye." Her voice cracked slightly as she spoke. "Time to end it," She waited for a response and when none came she continued, "What missile you have armed?"
After a moment Joe responded, "AA-6."
"Oh? An Acrid..." Lotus smiled faintly, "If it hits right... my craft will be incinerated." Joe remained silent as lotus spoke. "...Well... it was a good fight... Hawkeye..."
She trailed off and both pilots sat there in silence that was broken only by Lotus's last words:
"End it. Please."
Joe hesitated for a moment. A part of him didn't want to kill Lotus. He sat there with his thumb hovering over the trigger. He was weighing Lotus's soul in his mind. He was given the role of prosecutor, executioner, and judge. He had to pass judgement upon her. In his mind he heard the voices of the fallen, those that he swore to avenge, crying out for him to end it.
And so he obliged them.
With the press of a button he handed out Lotus's verdict.
Lotus breathed in sharply, her last breath of air. The air of the pressurized cockpit filled her lungs. It was as if that air was her life blood; the only true air in existence. It was familiar and comforting.
She closed her eyes, a tear streaming down her face.
The missile lock tone faded.
Confusion set in as she opened her eyes and saw the glimmer of the lights of the control panels and the setting sun glinting through the canopy.
Joe released his hand from the button that had switched his fighter to navigation mode. "Lotus..."
Lotus stared blankly out into space. "W-what...?"
"Let's bring you home." Joe smiled his usual caring smile as he pulled his craft beside Lotus's.
"What- what are you doing?"
"Escorting you back to base."
"...they'll kill me..."
"I don't think so."
"They will...."
"Lotus... You have been fighting because you were afraid. You don't need to be afraid anymore. You're not guilty."
"But-"
"You're not a killer. You're a fighter. This battle proved it to me."
"What does that change?"
"Everything."
Lotus sat there thinking about what Joe just said. "Hawkeye..."
"The name's Joseph Chetwyn. Joe for short."
"Joe?" Lotus echoed blankly, realizing that the man she just fought is openly trusting her now.
"And I'm Terrisa!" Lotus just then noticed the girl in the 2nd seat of Joe's fighter, waving to her with a big grin on her face. "I'm his sister!"
"Terrisa..." This battle turned into a strange series of events for Lotus. One second she was fighting for her life, then she was ready to die, now she was uncertain about everything. It felt strange to her, especially to have her rivals suddenly trying to befriend her.
"Well? Let's go before you completely run out of fuel." Joe remarked.
Lotus snapped out of her thoughts at this reminder. she nodded in acknowledgement, with a smile creeping onto her face from a feeling she wasn't expecting: gratitude.
Wriggs and I are doing a FE:A Nuzlocke run for teh lols
Classic Normal - No resets
Traditional leveling aka no second seals
E Rank weapons only
Side Challenge: Grima must be slain with a stick.
Because a ladle will be too OP.
EDIT:
Is it healthy to fall in love with a character that I just fleshed out this fast?
Spoiler
This is more made for Corrupture but I can easily adapt this by changing the names of things.
Wilted Flower
"It's finally come to this."
"Yes. It's finally time to settle our little war once and for all." Lotus responded to Joe. "Hawkeye..."
"Lotus."
Both of their craft were flying wingtip to wingtip. If either looked to their side, they could easily see each other, but neither pilot dared to do so. A moment of silence and then the two broke off from each other, flying a silently agreed distance before turning parallel again. A second of preparation and then the two aces pulled toward each other for their last dogfight. One would expect a degree of intensity as they engaged into horizontal scissors, trading left for right; right for left in almost perfect unison, yet Joe and Lotus had a somber air about them. Their maneuvers showed their frantic battle of wits to evade the other's approach while at the same time attempting to gain the upper hand, yet they themselves showed no sign of aggression toward the other. Lotus was the first to make a mistake as her concentration was broken by the feeling of her wing losing lift, preluding a stall. She made the slight correction to prevent it, however her minute maneuver didn't go unnoticed by Joe who capitalized on the window of opportunity, expertly getting on her six. Lotus now went into a frantic shallow dive in an attempt to put enough distance between her and Joe, who simply followed suit. With his target in his sights, Joe waited for the opportune moment to pull the trigger as he analyzed Lotus's erratic movements that were to keep him from getting a good firing solution on her. In the desperate movements of Lotus's aircraft, Joe saw his chance, firing a short burst towards her right wing, however Lotus also sensed her mistake and immediately compensated, forcing the shot to whizz past her canopy. Making another split-second adjustment, Lotus made a skidding turn, forcing Joe who had been too close to adjust his flight path to remain on her six to overshoot. Lotus's window to take a shot at Joe came and went as he made a high-g turn into the opposite direction of Lotus's, pushing his vehicle to its limit and breaking away from the engagement.
<editing in more battle scene later>
Low Fuel
The indicator light made Lotus hesitate for a moment. This was it. Even if she turned the battle around and shot down her opponent then and there, she would easily be captured as she would have to ditch her craft. The though of being captured scared her. "They'll execute you." The thought echoed in her mind. She had lost. The sound of the missile lock that Joe had held on her for the last part of the battle seemed soothing to her at that moment. Her face was contorted with frustration and sorrow.
"I'm going to die."
She let the realization sit heavy on her mind. She felt vulnerable. Everything was now no longer in her control... except for one thing. How she dies. After a moment of choking back her emotions, she spoke to Joe. "Looks like you win, Hawkeye." Her voice cracked slightly as she spoke. "Time to end it," She waited for a response and when none came she continued, "What missile you have armed?"
After a moment Joe responded, "AA-6."
"Oh? An Acrid..." Lotus smiled faintly, "If it hits right... my craft will be incinerated." Joe remained silent as lotus spoke. "...Well... it was a good fight... Hawkeye..."
She trailed off and both pilots sat there in silence that was broken only by Lotus's last words:
"End it. Please."
Joe hesitated for a moment. A part of him didn't want to kill Lotus. He sat there with his thumb hovering over the trigger. He was weighing Lotus's soul in his mind. He was given the role of prosecutor, executioner, and judge. He had to pass judgement upon her. In his mind he heard the voices of the fallen, those that he swore to avenge, crying out for him to end it.
And so he obliged them.
With the press of a button he handed out Lotus's verdict.
Lotus breathed in sharply, her last breath of air. The air of the pressurized cockpit filled her lungs. It was as if that air was her life blood; the only true air in existence. It was familiar and comforting.
She closed her eyes, a tear streaming down her face.
The missile lock tone faded.
Confusion set in as she opened her eyes and saw the glimmer of the lights of the control panels and the setting sun glinting through the canopy.
Joe released his hand from the button that had switched his fighter to navigation mode. "Lotus..."
Lotus stared blankly out into space. "W-what...?"
"Let's bring you home." Joe smiled his usual caring smile as he pulled his craft beside Lotus's.
"What- what are you doing?"
"Escorting you back to base."
"...they'll kill me..."
"I don't think so."
"They will...."
"Lotus... You have been fighting because you were afraid. You don't need to be afraid anymore. You're not guilty."
"But-"
"You're not a killer. You're a fighter. This battle proved it to me."
"What does that change?"
"Everything."
Lotus sat there thinking about what Joe just said. "Hawkeye..."
"The name's Joseph Chetwyn. Joe for short."
"Joe?" Lotus echoed blankly, realizing that the man she just fought is openly trusting her now.
"And I'm Terrisa!" Lotus just then noticed the girl in the 2nd seat of Joe's fighter, waving to her with a big grin on her face. "I'm his sister!"
"Terrisa..." This battle turned into a strange series of events for Lotus. One second she was fighting for her life, then she was ready to die, now she was uncertain about everything. It felt strange to her, especially to have her rivals suddenly trying to befriend her.
"Well? Let's go before you completely run out of fuel." Joe remarked.
Lotus snapped out of her thoughts at this reminder. she nodded in acknowledgement, with a smile creeping onto her face from a feeling she wasn't expecting: gratitude.
