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Well the Title says it pretty well, Mecha, Titans, Gundam, Knightmares, Whatever you call em. and a walking city?
IC
Backstory
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Welcome to Nirvana, Well, thats what we call it, its as far from it as you get. grease smoke, chemical fumes, Machine exhaust and other pollutants cling to the city like a permanent shroud. Even at midday the lower levels are forever in twilight. If your lucky and managed to get a pass to the high spires or viewing balconies you could see Ahead of the city, for there is most definatly a front, and behind it are two more much like it but very different all the same. The one ahead of us glitters like the sun, they call it Avalon, no smog covers that one it runs on some old tech, all clean air and birdsong. The one behind us, They call that one Elysium, is also clouded in smoke and pollutants, but those ones are different they stink of burning fat and rotting corpses, they say Elysium runs on evil technology that requires the sacrifice of living creatures. and on we still move, Nirvana rolling on its huge treads, Avalon on its wheels, and Elysium skittering on its 12 spider like legs. There are more like us ahead and behind.
Why do we travel like this you ask? Because we are being harried and chased. we run across this blasted wasteland of our own making, from monsters of our own making.
Long ago, something terrible happened, Something people call The Rift, Reality and Fantasy mixed. or at-least that's what they say, Long ago the beasts that roam our lands were only fairy tails or that's what they call them. As an attempt to seal the rift the governments of the world tried to nuke its source, which failed, The Rift itself, or whatever created the rift retaliated, obliterating huge swathes of the earth reducing it to a wasteland, cities were wiped off the map, oceans were dried up. The world was left a barren waste land. Then the rift spat forth everything, Technology we couldn't understand, monsters we couldn't even dream of. So we did what we could, we took anything we could use and we moved entire cities. And its continued ever since. Every few dozen years the Rift appears some where else and spits out more Monsters and more Technology.
Why do we keep moving do you ask? Because of the things the the Rift unleashed, Things that we can fight, but are in such numbers we could never survive. So we run from rift to rift collecting technology and avoiding death.
How do we fight them? The Mercenary Armies. Groups of Merc's who fight for money, The Coalition of Cities pays them a 'standing' rate, a small amount that lets them get by, however they get a large bonus each time they take one of the creatures down. These Merc's pilot the 'God Machines' weapons of war that are made from the Rift Tech that are strange as they are lethal, When you look at them you'd never guess they were capable of what they do, rag tag bunch of random machines. but when you see them fight, you understand why they are called "God Machines." they look like they could take on a god.
What requires such things to fight them you ask? Monsters, Monsters of such horrific nightmares that any man or woman in their right mind would run screaming.
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Everyone will be playing a Merc and his or her Mecha, These mech can be of any design you so chose, be it a Scifi mecha with laser blasters and anti matter guns, or a grimy semi-modern mech with massive calibur machine guns and tactical nuke missiles. They can be of any style, 2 legs, 4 legs, wings, lots of guns, only a few guns. So feel free to go wild.
I will however state, Mech weapon power will be plateaued, So, a laser cannon will do as much damaged as a high callibur cannon. To do this Weapons will be 'classed' With higher classes doing higher damage. All classes are Per shot.
For a few examples.
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Class 1 weapons, Chain gun, Machine gun, Rapid Fire laser pulse gun,
Class 5 weapons, Plasma cannons, Macro Cannons (Cannons that fire Shells the size of cars/tanks),
Class 10 Weapons, Nukes, large Anti-Matter Weapons, Plasma Oblitorators (Plasma guns that huge destructive beams of plasma).
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However Clearly each weapon will have unique abilities and stats, That is up tot he player to decide.
Mecha are also classified in to 4 types.
Light. Medium. Heavy, and Super-Heavy.
While this is not a constraint as to weapons or speed, It is a weight classification. The heavier your mech the further up the classification rank it will go. I won't be strict on this, but please do not have 4 class 10 weapons on a light mech.
Note; Only Light mech's can fly, and even then it is more a rocket assisted jump.
Other than those limits, mecha can be of any sort you like. from rocket spewing spiders to hovering uber big tanks with a radiation cannon. All Mech are very large, the smallest of them, is 2 or 3 times the size of a 4 bedroom house.
Like the Mech's, The mercenaries are from alll walks of life, however all share 1 common thing. a innate bond with their God Machine, They know it, to them it is a living creature, it thinks, it feels, It Hungers for battle. no one else can sense this from that machine, but all the other Merc's understand it, since they feel it to in their own mecha. Merc's are also of all ages, as God Machines extend a pilots life, as well as enhancing their skills, so Pilots can be from 16 up to 80+ (150 is a realistic limit). These God Machines chose their pilots, calling to them wherever they may be, how they are called to is different, but the result is always the same, The pilot finds the God Machine and will start talking to it, He or She will then decide they want to try and drive it, and thus a Pilot is born. God Machines can lie dormant for Years waiting for the first pilot, upon awakening they hunger for action until they are destroyed.
as for how our char's will meet up, We all are on the same city, other than that, its up to you guys.
CS Skelleton;
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Name;
Age;
Apperance; (Picture or Description)
Personality;
Piloting style; (Are they agressive, supportive, a solo fighter, a team player, do they prefer to shell from long range, or get up in the foes face?)
History/Bio; (Minimum 1 paragraph please)
Mech Data Sheet;
Name;
Weight Class:
Offensive Equipment: (Remember to class each one)
Defensive Equipment: (A comparitive weapon class would be nice)
Support/Mobility Equipment:
Apperance;
Any Additional Info:
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As for what city we are starting on, That's up for Debate, there are more than just the 3 I put in the Intro.
My CS;
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Name; James Thompson
Age; Unclear, (He dosn't remember, but he's been piloting Augmenautus Rex for longer than most other Pilots have been alive)
Apperance;
James is a strange one to say the least, The body of a young man in a casket of bullet proof glass and reinforced metals, His eyes forever closed, as if sleeping, wires connecting his body to the casket. He speaks only through the speakers on the Casket, he sees through its cameras, One would assume he was only in there because it was comfy, that was except for the fact huge parts of his chest and lower body were missing. almost half of his right side of his chest, his left leg under the knee, most of his right arm, and even one of his eyes seem to be gone. Though the right eye socket is open, wires going in to it in such dense bundles it is impossible to see part of his face. It is unclear as to weather he was put in the because he got the wounds, or because it was needed to Pilot The Augmenautus Rex.
Personality; James is warm and friendly when off the battle field. He loves to talk to people and tease them, it was as if whenever his body was entombed in this liquid/gel life support system he ceased ageing in his mind, he acts like a young adult, impatient and care free. However on the battle field he shows his age and expirance, Piloting Augmenautus Rex with precision and control. Easily helping his fellow Mercs and guiding them. However this often gains him the ire of some of the younger, fresher Pilots as he will snap orders without warning or politeness.
Piloting style; Jame's piloting style often involves closing on the foe while unloading salvo after salvo of fire, before closing for the kill with his close combat weapons.
History/Bio; James was quite young when he first became a God Machine Pilot, about 18, and while not massively skilled it rapidly became clear that his God Machine was different either that or how he and it interacted was different to normal God Machines, When out of battle he was warm and kind, In battle he hungered for victory and destruction. Due to the strain holding his God Machine in check took on him his skills decreased, resulting in a acident, Not a loss, but he failed to block an attack which almost killed him, Making it back to the Walking City he was put in a Life Casket, a device that would preserve his body and mind and keep him alive, let him continue fighting at a massive cost, He would never walk again, he would never talk with his own mouth, he would never see with is own eyes. His God Machine was modified to support his new form, The change from control panel and command chair to a strange cradle like device that would hold his new form, and let him directly interface with his God Machine and control it with his mind. This not only improved his reaction times and control, but for some reason this calmed its Spirit allowing him to focus more on battle. Weather the God Machine was appeased by this 'sacrifice' of sorts, or if it was simply that James could exert more will over it has never been made clear. but it is clear that the two of them are incredibly Lethal.
Before He became a Pilot James was a Librarian, he looked after the archives of the first Rift, That was untill one day while transcribing a almost unreadable book he heard something, something that was all at once at the back of his mind and elsewhere, a Whisper and a clarion call. curious, intrested, and enchanted he hunted for the source of this call. It took him several days to find the source, and it took his old masters a week to find him after that. He was standing talking to Augmenautus Rex who's previous Pilot had been killed days before.
Mech Data Sheet;
Name; Augmenautus Rex
Weight Class: Heavy
Offensive Equipment:
A High Callibur Macro cannon on the front, where the 'mouth' would be (See images) Class 5
2 Hellfire cannons under it, Hellfire Cannons spew Molten metal and white hot flames, used when close up and personal Class 1 (Low damage 'per shot' so to speak, but continuous spray of fire)
The 'tail' (see images) has a "stinger Cannon" Which is a high calibur chain gun that sacrifices hitting power for fire rate, As it is mounted on the tail it has a full 360o firing arc, Class 2
The Main Armourment of the Augmenautus Rex are the two huge front mounted 'claws' Armed with three bladed chains each they are used to rip foes apart at close range, The chain 'blades' can also extend from the claws for punching attacks, The 'claws' also have a close range fusion cutter built in to increase the damadge done and ease at which they tear through tough targets. Class 7 (Hugely destructive, close combat only)
Defensive Equipment:
The Augmenautus Rex has no Defensive 'Equipment' other than its thick armour plating and huge shields on its front claws, These shields can be put together in-front of the Augmenautus and the tail lain flat to protect the entire body, if only from one direction of fire, While the shields themselves are virtually indestructible (Class Nine) They can only protect from one angle and only if James reacts fast enough.
The armour itself is thick and capable of shrugging of light arms fire without any damage.
Support/Mobility Equipment:
The Augmenautus Rex moves on 6 spindle like legs, Each with their own ripping chain 'blade' on both the inside and outside, used for gripping on to targets and clambering up vertical surfaces, these can also be used as a weapon in emergencies, Despite its large size, even for Mech's it is very fast, its six legs propelling it at a rapid pace across the ground. These legs can also allow it to jump, though not very high, but a decent distance forward (2 or 3 times its length forward) which is often used for leaping on to a target before ripping it to shreds with the claws.
Apperance;
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Any Additional Info:
James's casket is inserted in to the Augmenautus Rex through the underside and lays flat inside of it, though how he controls it, and which way up is yet to be observed, However no one doubts his effectiveness with it.
[/spoili]
IC
Backstory
[spoili]
Welcome to Nirvana, Well, thats what we call it, its as far from it as you get. grease smoke, chemical fumes, Machine exhaust and other pollutants cling to the city like a permanent shroud. Even at midday the lower levels are forever in twilight. If your lucky and managed to get a pass to the high spires or viewing balconies you could see Ahead of the city, for there is most definatly a front, and behind it are two more much like it but very different all the same. The one ahead of us glitters like the sun, they call it Avalon, no smog covers that one it runs on some old tech, all clean air and birdsong. The one behind us, They call that one Elysium, is also clouded in smoke and pollutants, but those ones are different they stink of burning fat and rotting corpses, they say Elysium runs on evil technology that requires the sacrifice of living creatures. and on we still move, Nirvana rolling on its huge treads, Avalon on its wheels, and Elysium skittering on its 12 spider like legs. There are more like us ahead and behind.
Why do we travel like this you ask? Because we are being harried and chased. we run across this blasted wasteland of our own making, from monsters of our own making.
Long ago, something terrible happened, Something people call The Rift, Reality and Fantasy mixed. or at-least that's what they say, Long ago the beasts that roam our lands were only fairy tails or that's what they call them. As an attempt to seal the rift the governments of the world tried to nuke its source, which failed, The Rift itself, or whatever created the rift retaliated, obliterating huge swathes of the earth reducing it to a wasteland, cities were wiped off the map, oceans were dried up. The world was left a barren waste land. Then the rift spat forth everything, Technology we couldn't understand, monsters we couldn't even dream of. So we did what we could, we took anything we could use and we moved entire cities. And its continued ever since. Every few dozen years the Rift appears some where else and spits out more Monsters and more Technology.
Why do we keep moving do you ask? Because of the things the the Rift unleashed, Things that we can fight, but are in such numbers we could never survive. So we run from rift to rift collecting technology and avoiding death.
How do we fight them? The Mercenary Armies. Groups of Merc's who fight for money, The Coalition of Cities pays them a 'standing' rate, a small amount that lets them get by, however they get a large bonus each time they take one of the creatures down. These Merc's pilot the 'God Machines' weapons of war that are made from the Rift Tech that are strange as they are lethal, When you look at them you'd never guess they were capable of what they do, rag tag bunch of random machines. but when you see them fight, you understand why they are called "God Machines." they look like they could take on a god.
What requires such things to fight them you ask? Monsters, Monsters of such horrific nightmares that any man or woman in their right mind would run screaming.
[/spoili]
Everyone will be playing a Merc and his or her Mecha, These mech can be of any design you so chose, be it a Scifi mecha with laser blasters and anti matter guns, or a grimy semi-modern mech with massive calibur machine guns and tactical nuke missiles. They can be of any style, 2 legs, 4 legs, wings, lots of guns, only a few guns. So feel free to go wild.
I will however state, Mech weapon power will be plateaued, So, a laser cannon will do as much damaged as a high callibur cannon. To do this Weapons will be 'classed' With higher classes doing higher damage. All classes are Per shot.
For a few examples.
[spoili]
Class 1 weapons, Chain gun, Machine gun, Rapid Fire laser pulse gun,
Class 5 weapons, Plasma cannons, Macro Cannons (Cannons that fire Shells the size of cars/tanks),
Class 10 Weapons, Nukes, large Anti-Matter Weapons, Plasma Oblitorators (Plasma guns that huge destructive beams of plasma).
[/spoili]
However Clearly each weapon will have unique abilities and stats, That is up tot he player to decide.
Mecha are also classified in to 4 types.
Light. Medium. Heavy, and Super-Heavy.
While this is not a constraint as to weapons or speed, It is a weight classification. The heavier your mech the further up the classification rank it will go. I won't be strict on this, but please do not have 4 class 10 weapons on a light mech.
Note; Only Light mech's can fly, and even then it is more a rocket assisted jump.
Other than those limits, mecha can be of any sort you like. from rocket spewing spiders to hovering uber big tanks with a radiation cannon. All Mech are very large, the smallest of them, is 2 or 3 times the size of a 4 bedroom house.
Like the Mech's, The mercenaries are from alll walks of life, however all share 1 common thing. a innate bond with their God Machine, They know it, to them it is a living creature, it thinks, it feels, It Hungers for battle. no one else can sense this from that machine, but all the other Merc's understand it, since they feel it to in their own mecha. Merc's are also of all ages, as God Machines extend a pilots life, as well as enhancing their skills, so Pilots can be from 16 up to 80+ (150 is a realistic limit). These God Machines chose their pilots, calling to them wherever they may be, how they are called to is different, but the result is always the same, The pilot finds the God Machine and will start talking to it, He or She will then decide they want to try and drive it, and thus a Pilot is born. God Machines can lie dormant for Years waiting for the first pilot, upon awakening they hunger for action until they are destroyed.
as for how our char's will meet up, We all are on the same city, other than that, its up to you guys.
CS Skelleton;
[spoili]
Name;
Age;
Apperance; (Picture or Description)
Personality;
Piloting style; (Are they agressive, supportive, a solo fighter, a team player, do they prefer to shell from long range, or get up in the foes face?)
History/Bio; (Minimum 1 paragraph please)
Mech Data Sheet;
Name;
Weight Class:
Offensive Equipment: (Remember to class each one)
Defensive Equipment: (A comparitive weapon class would be nice)
Support/Mobility Equipment:
Apperance;
Any Additional Info:
[/spoili]
As for what city we are starting on, That's up for Debate, there are more than just the 3 I put in the Intro.
My CS;
[spoili]
Name; James Thompson
Age; Unclear, (He dosn't remember, but he's been piloting Augmenautus Rex for longer than most other Pilots have been alive)
Apperance;
James is a strange one to say the least, The body of a young man in a casket of bullet proof glass and reinforced metals, His eyes forever closed, as if sleeping, wires connecting his body to the casket. He speaks only through the speakers on the Casket, he sees through its cameras, One would assume he was only in there because it was comfy, that was except for the fact huge parts of his chest and lower body were missing. almost half of his right side of his chest, his left leg under the knee, most of his right arm, and even one of his eyes seem to be gone. Though the right eye socket is open, wires going in to it in such dense bundles it is impossible to see part of his face. It is unclear as to weather he was put in the because he got the wounds, or because it was needed to Pilot The Augmenautus Rex.
Personality; James is warm and friendly when off the battle field. He loves to talk to people and tease them, it was as if whenever his body was entombed in this liquid/gel life support system he ceased ageing in his mind, he acts like a young adult, impatient and care free. However on the battle field he shows his age and expirance, Piloting Augmenautus Rex with precision and control. Easily helping his fellow Mercs and guiding them. However this often gains him the ire of some of the younger, fresher Pilots as he will snap orders without warning or politeness.
Piloting style; Jame's piloting style often involves closing on the foe while unloading salvo after salvo of fire, before closing for the kill with his close combat weapons.
History/Bio; James was quite young when he first became a God Machine Pilot, about 18, and while not massively skilled it rapidly became clear that his God Machine was different either that or how he and it interacted was different to normal God Machines, When out of battle he was warm and kind, In battle he hungered for victory and destruction. Due to the strain holding his God Machine in check took on him his skills decreased, resulting in a acident, Not a loss, but he failed to block an attack which almost killed him, Making it back to the Walking City he was put in a Life Casket, a device that would preserve his body and mind and keep him alive, let him continue fighting at a massive cost, He would never walk again, he would never talk with his own mouth, he would never see with is own eyes. His God Machine was modified to support his new form, The change from control panel and command chair to a strange cradle like device that would hold his new form, and let him directly interface with his God Machine and control it with his mind. This not only improved his reaction times and control, but for some reason this calmed its Spirit allowing him to focus more on battle. Weather the God Machine was appeased by this 'sacrifice' of sorts, or if it was simply that James could exert more will over it has never been made clear. but it is clear that the two of them are incredibly Lethal.
Before He became a Pilot James was a Librarian, he looked after the archives of the first Rift, That was untill one day while transcribing a almost unreadable book he heard something, something that was all at once at the back of his mind and elsewhere, a Whisper and a clarion call. curious, intrested, and enchanted he hunted for the source of this call. It took him several days to find the source, and it took his old masters a week to find him after that. He was standing talking to Augmenautus Rex who's previous Pilot had been killed days before.
Mech Data Sheet;
Name; Augmenautus Rex
Weight Class: Heavy
Offensive Equipment:
A High Callibur Macro cannon on the front, where the 'mouth' would be (See images) Class 5
2 Hellfire cannons under it, Hellfire Cannons spew Molten metal and white hot flames, used when close up and personal Class 1 (Low damage 'per shot' so to speak, but continuous spray of fire)
The 'tail' (see images) has a "stinger Cannon" Which is a high calibur chain gun that sacrifices hitting power for fire rate, As it is mounted on the tail it has a full 360o firing arc, Class 2
The Main Armourment of the Augmenautus Rex are the two huge front mounted 'claws' Armed with three bladed chains each they are used to rip foes apart at close range, The chain 'blades' can also extend from the claws for punching attacks, The 'claws' also have a close range fusion cutter built in to increase the damadge done and ease at which they tear through tough targets. Class 7 (Hugely destructive, close combat only)
Defensive Equipment:
The Augmenautus Rex has no Defensive 'Equipment' other than its thick armour plating and huge shields on its front claws, These shields can be put together in-front of the Augmenautus and the tail lain flat to protect the entire body, if only from one direction of fire, While the shields themselves are virtually indestructible (Class Nine) They can only protect from one angle and only if James reacts fast enough.
The armour itself is thick and capable of shrugging of light arms fire without any damage.
Support/Mobility Equipment:
The Augmenautus Rex moves on 6 spindle like legs, Each with their own ripping chain 'blade' on both the inside and outside, used for gripping on to targets and clambering up vertical surfaces, these can also be used as a weapon in emergencies, Despite its large size, even for Mech's it is very fast, its six legs propelling it at a rapid pace across the ground. These legs can also allow it to jump, though not very high, but a decent distance forward (2 or 3 times its length forward) which is often used for leaping on to a target before ripping it to shreds with the claws.
Apperance;
[spoili]
Any Additional Info:
James's casket is inserted in to the Augmenautus Rex through the underside and lays flat inside of it, though how he controls it, and which way up is yet to be observed, However no one doubts his effectiveness with it.
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