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PoptartsNinja posted:After-Action Report: Thanks PTN, had a good time with the mission, thanks for having me. Gun Jam posted:. . . Excellent work, everyone. It has been pleasure to play with all of you . . . Likewise, think we had a pretty good team for this one, especially as no one missed an order submission! ***** Player MVP: Has to be JagerMom, those Golden BB fundamentally changed the game halfway through the mission; turned the fight from a 50/50 proposition at best to a 'how do we win while preserving the majority of our forces'; Mauler comes in at a close second though, holding the North by itself is easily worth a few lines in the Remembrance. OPFOR MVP: Stone Rhino, given how we collectively spent the entire mission worrying about it, until Technician Roberts put it down with extreme prejudice.
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Nicely done Goons! Player Mvp: Jagermech Opfor Mvp: Gargoyle. Even though it didn't get a player kill, it still maneuvered impressively with the Epona to box in and isolate the Mauler.
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Well played, everyone. Masterful sightline management, good coordination for the most part, minimal casualties, impressive successes. Jagermech, Queen of the Battlefield for demonstrating why the Dracsuns' Mech-Of-The-Line is so rightly feared. The Summoner for always being a threat and taking out a 'mech.
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Sep 4, 2017 00:03
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Player: Jagermonster OpFor: Stone Rhino
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jng2058 posted:Player: Jagermonster Agreed. That was a hell of a return to Luthien.
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That was a blast. Good work, team. Fortune favors the prepared, and forget the luck, we were by and large making good, tactically smart moves. Team MVP: Protest vote for Korean Robert (I know it won't count, but Salaryman-turned-Mech-Ace is too good) OpFor MVP: Summoner, for getting that kill.
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Sep 4, 2017 00:13
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Player MVP: Mauler for tying up so many units single handedly, allowing the rest of his lance to secure the objectives. Player Honorable Mention: Jagermech because goddamn Opfor MVP: Summoner for getting the only kill of the round
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I have no idea how my mech survived that. Player MVP: Jagermech. Taking out that pristine Timberwolf early on gave the southern lance so much breathing room. Taking out the Epona was really nice as well. Mauler gets an honorable mention for standing his ground and creating a corpse pile around him, though. OpFor MVP: Glass Spider. The Summoner got the only kill, but the Glass Spider inflicted so much damage on us (especially me). He found a nice firing position and just sent gauss slugs downrange every turn and it hurt.
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Sep 4, 2017 00:25
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Player MVP: Jagermech OpFor MVP: Summoner Honorable Mention: The classic Battletech RNG 
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Sep 4, 2017 00:30
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Player MVP: Kickass Harpsicord's Mauler Opfor MVP: Muikaibo's Jagermom! Taught the clanners the error of their ways and escorted them to the afterlife, that's pretty valuable.
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Well, that nails it, the Draconis Suns won their Trail of Absorption with the Hell's Horses. Player Co-MVPs Jagermech and the Mauler. They both left the battlefield littered with their foes. OpFor MVP Stone Rhino with an honorable mention for the Summoner, since mechwarrior King is being hosed out of his cockpit.
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Played MVP: Jagermum OpFor MVP: Gargoyle kingcom fucked around with this message at 01:25 on Sep 4, 2017 |
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Sep 4, 2017 00:48
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Player MVP : Jager OpFor MVP : Summoner
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Sep 4, 2017 00:58
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Player: Jagermech. OPFOR: Glass Spider. Rifleman knockoffs rule the battlefield.
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Jew it to it! posted:Well, that nails it, the Draconis Suns won their Trail of Absorption with the Hell's Horses. . . . huh? When did Liberation Day turn into a Trial of Absorption? Even though we did salvage pretty much a pristine Stone Rhino. 
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Sep 4, 2017 01:14
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Player MVP: Jagermech Opfor MVP: Summoner
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Player MVP: Jagermech OpFor MVP: Summoner Great fighting alongside you all, that was a ton of fun! Looking forward to seeing what PTN cooks up for the next one.
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Player MVP: Jagermom for being an absolute wrecker on the field. OpforMVP: This is really tough to pick, but ultimately I think the Stone Rhino controlled so much of the battlefield, until the least lucky mechwarrior in the whole universe met the luckiest.
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Sep 4, 2017 01:30
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Player MVP: Mauler - for getting left behind as a delaying tactic and instead single-handedly crushing the opposition. Opfor MVP: Glass Spider - for pinning down the whole south lance with good positioning.
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Sep 4, 2017 01:53
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Player: Jagermech OpFor: Summoner
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Sep 4, 2017 01:55
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That Mauler is a goddamn hero but the Jagerbomb is a force of nature. Player MVP: Jagermom OpFor MVP: Glass Spider
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“They’re now landing in a dozen sectors,” Star Colonel Shivali Lassenerra ran her left hand through her close-cropped brown hair. Her strong fingers curled, massaging her scalp as more scouting reports rolled in on her monitor. She tried to get a feel for the numbers they faced, but it was simply too much. The so-called “Draconis Suns” was dropping dozens of regiments, more than enough to overwhelm the elements of Alpha and Delta Galaxies they had on hand with numbers alone—provided enough of them made it safely to the ground. The left corner of her mouth curled into a faint frown as she considered possibilities. The right side of her face was as devoid of expression as always, the burns she’d suffered in her youth had left her sheathed in synthetic skin and robbed her of “extraneous” muscles not required for eating. Her right eye was ringed with neurocircuitry, allowing her to interface with the biomechanical clone the MedTechs had grown to replace the eye she’d lost. She’d nearly given all for her Clan, and she’d have gladly done so again. “We can’t stop more than a fraction of them.” “Let them land,” the Khan spoke, his deep basso voice rumbling like distant thunder. Shivali spun in place, her gray eyes striking and intense as a distant thunderstorm. Her dark lips curled into an uncomfortable scowl—it was so difficult to look properly angry when the right of her face simply couldn’t obey. The Khan was the oldest man Shivali had ever met. Well into his seventies, Grier Seidman had assumed control of the Clan in unusual circumstances. He was the only man who had served twice as Khan, having stepped down once in his youth in favor of younger generations. She wondered if, perhaps, he was going mad in his old age. “Bring our pilots in to rest and recover,” Grier ordered calmly. “We cannot stop the landings now, rather than letting them pick us apart piecemeal we will gather our forces here in the Imperial City for a final stand. Our genetic repositories in the homeworlds have been stolen, our bloodlines defiled, and the so-called Stone Lions are already nibbling on our periphery holdings.” Grier stood, his hands balling into fists. “If the Hell’s Horses are to die, we will die with our feet on the ground and our eyes open. We will make our enemies remember our name and our rage as we fight against the fading of our light.” He paused, and eyes so dark they almost looked black stared into Shivali’s own. “We will make the Draconis Suns fear our warriors—and covet them. When the last of the Hell’s Horses falls, let it be with our teeth on the throat of our betrayers.” **************************************** “They’ve pulled back their fighters,” A powerfully-built young man in a Chu-sa’s uniform offered Hanse Davion a datapad. Hanse looked it over even as his chief Doctor scowled and urged him to stay still. “Please, Highness. We must begin the injections at once, before the coolant poisoning can take hold.” Hanse held up a hand, waving his doctor away. “This won’t be long. The Clans are massing in Imperial City?” “That’s what it looks like,” Chu-sa Jeffrey Kusunoki saluted. The hairs on the back of his neck stood on end at the unnatural act, but strange times made for strange bedfellows. “They’ve given up on stopping our DropShips, the rest of our forces are landing at our beachheads in good order. We’ve lost a little less than a regiment, all told.” “Not as bad as we were expecting,” Hanse mused, rubbing his chin. He was stripped to the waist, and while he lacked the timeless vitality of a true Japanese like Kusunoki, he still showed admirable strength and vitality at fifty-two. If Jeffrey himself was half as strong at that age, he believed he would have lived a fortuitous life indeed. “They’ve set up a CAP cordon around the city itself, to deter us from making bombing runs. I’d like to try to keep damage to the Imperial City as light as possible,” he paused, and Chu-sa Kusunoki’s estimation of the main raised ever so slightly. “Send the word to assemble our forces here, here, and here,” Hanse tapped three points on the map Kusunoki had handed him, then passed the tablet back to the field officer. “We’ll stand on the Tairakana Plains, and invite them to face us in the open where their weapons will have the greatest advantage. They’ll rise to that challenge, I think—and we’ll encircle them and either destroy them, or compel a surrender.” **************************************** “I am curious,” the fat Buddha asked over a cup of tea. “How many more are you?” Korean Robert sat in seiza, his legs folded beneath him politely. He’d accepted a glass of tea himself, which he sipped as politely as he could manage. That he was being interrogated was no small surprise, the Dragon could not permit a force of BattleMechs to roam free piloted by civilians and some of the “enemy.” They did not yet understand the Clans, Robert knew. To know the Clans was to hate them. His grip tightened on the teacup until his knuckles turned white. “I do not know,” he answered honestly, slipping into the Clan speaking pattern out of habit. Japanese was usually safe enough, but the fat Buddha had spoken in English—and so it was in English that Robert replied. “There are rumors: that the Yamaguchi-gumi hid away as many of Luthien’s defenders as they could after Takashi fell. The Hell’s Horses have not been kind to the Yakuza on Luthien, once they learned to identify Irizumi they began a purge of all defense-critical industries. Our network existed only on Konpei Island, if there are any other cells—I do not know how to contact them.” “But they may still rise up to assist us,” the fat Buddha had been about to say ‘interfere,’ Robert thought. The man pushed a sheet of parchment across the table. “We would like your lance to help us bring the resistance into the fold, safely,” Chandrasekhar Kurita murmured. “You are Luthien natives, and you have BattleMechs of your own. This is a commission, from the Coordinator-Prince. And a commendation. Any brave enough to join our forces shall receive a field commission, and all charges of cowardice and desertion will be ignored for all former DCMS members who wish to—” “I accept,” Robert did not hesitate. Interrupting a Kurita was perhaps a death sentence, but he was accomplishing nothing here. Chandrasekhar Kurita glowered for only a moment. When he spoke again, he was dangerously cordial. “Then welcome, Leftenant,” he gave the Federated Suns rank. Robert wondered if that was significant. “To the Armed Forces of the Draconis Suns.” Vote A) Join a Clan Hell’s Horses unit B) Join a Draconis Suns unit C) Join a Resistance unit
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Players: Mauler OpForce: Stone Rhino Mauler held up a bunch of mech's from just steamrolling in with attacks to the rear. It changed things up enough to let them take care of the targets they needed to in time. Stone Rhino didn't do as much as I expected when first revealed, but it's sheer presence also changed up how things went. The intimidation factor during gameplay pushes it for my vote. edit: C - Rebel Yell thiswayliesmadness fucked around with this message at 02:05 on Sep 4, 2017 |
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Sep 4, 2017 02:00
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C, Resistance
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C, Resistance How can you not take the chance to play out Robert's Apotheosis? Also gently caress you Jeffery Kusunoki
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Nothing gets my BattleTech juices flowing like a hopeless last stand against impossible odds. Vote A.
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Strobe posted:Nothing gets my BattleTech juices flowing like a hopeless last stand against impossible odds. Vote A. Everyone's got different objectives, but I guarantee the Clan objective is simply "die gloriously"
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Man, how the hell do I pick just one of these? In the end, I'll have to opt for a chance to see a player take Leftenant Korean Roberts. C, Resistance Edit: Kinda wish I'd waited a moment to vote now, but I already got my glorious dying done on Luthien, so I'm fine with voting C. Keru fucked around with this message at 02:14 on Sep 4, 2017 |
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PoptartsNinja posted:Everyone's got different objectives, but I guarantee the Clan objective is simply "die gloriously" Exactly. This is why it gets my vote. A grinder-style setpiece battle where enemies keep coming wave after wave until the players have been ground to dust and ashes.
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Dying gloriously sounds nice and relaxing.
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Poptarts, is Minobu Tetsuhara participating in this campaign or is he still on Chatham?
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PoptartsNinja posted:Vote Join a Draconis Suns unit: Time to finish what we came here to do. Time to finally Win On Luthien.
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Sep 4, 2017 02:23
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C Time for Freedom.
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A: time to die gloriously - shiny and chrome 
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A. Let's go down in /flames/.
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A. Tonight the Hell's Horses dine in hell.
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C MY HOME PLANET
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Great job, everyone. Had a hell of a time piloting stompy robots with you all. It's a hard call, but I think my player MVP has to be that Jagermech. The Mauler had a hell of a stand, but in the end I think the Jagermech's actions were more important in keeping the southern group from getting overrun earlier. For the OpFor, I was having a rough time deciding but I'll go with the Glass Spider. The Stone Rhino was menacing but it honestly didn't do a whole lot. I get the feeling PTN had that pilot focusing on something specific, it could have been a much tougher enemy than it chose to be. The Summoner may have gotten a kill, but it was a lucky hit against a pilot that was trying to draw fire, as opposed to the Glass Spider which was doing a lot of damage against a group that was trying to avoid it for much of the fight. PoptartsNinja posted:Everyone's got different objectives, but I guarantee the Clan objective is simply "die gloriously" It feels weird to do this right after fighting for the other side, but I really want to see how this one plays out. A for the combat theater vote.
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