Crunch Time

[armsraced.livejournal.com]

Those heading to the sensorium after Commander Rahk's announcement would find themselves inside a rather technologically advanced looking base, a number of armored soldiers bustling about.

Rahk himself was there, standing in front of a command station with a large screen overlooking the waiting battlefield outside, which appeared to be the ruins of some advanced city. By the serious look on his face, he was certainly ready to get this test underway.

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Arrivals

[armsraced.livejournal.com]

The first crew members made their way in, ready for the test to start.

Re: Arrivals

[the-voluminous.livejournal.com]

Volstagg himself, God of... Possibly obesity, Odin only knew, is the first to arrive. He peers around, warping the Sensoriums around him to give him his proper coat and britches, rather than the skin-hugging plant suit. He had his sword and helmet already, and wasn't too sure he'd need anything else. After all, he was a god. Let the mortals have their little hot gas guns. If he wanted to blow hot air, he'd either open his mouth or cook some of that mortal chili!

"Well," he starts, peering around the base that the Commander had brought up. "It certainly is very shiny."

Re: Arrivals

[chosenlightchld.livejournal.com]

Hikari sighed as she walked in, Tailmon following out behind her. "You ready for this?" Tailmon asked, looking up at her partner.

Hikari shook her head. "As ready as we're going to be. Besides, this is just a simulation anyway. We fought the real thing before. And thanks to Negi I... well, yeah. I'm not going to be useless while you do the work this time."

Tailmon nodded. "... They still don't think we'll be able to do it."

Hikari shook her head. "There has to be SOME way of taking that Node out."

Re: Arrivals

[shroudedintent]

'Vadum was among the first to arrive, stepping into the Sensorium clad in full combat harness as per usual. The unlit hilts of his energy swords resting against the polished thigh plates of his armour. A ground fight it seemed, An environment that a carrier was ill suited for. For the simulation he would take the fight to the Ohm on the ground.

His gaze near instantly snaps to the view screens showing the battlefield, taking in all the information he could in these few moments before combat would be joined, the slightest of respectful dips of his head toward the commander.

Re: Arrivals

[silverduelist]

Of course Yzak was there, ever determined to do his job and do it right. Of course, things were still going to be in the talks about ways of strategy, so he simply looked around for any other members of the Blade Squadron. Or even the rest of the Starfighter Command to see if they were planning to work together to go after the Node. Hopefully *some* of them are going to show up.

Re: Arrivals

[carrieswar.livejournal.com]

He wondered what their final numbers were going to be in terms of offense and defense. Should he stay on foot and protect the base, or summon the Asher to try to go after the Node? He was always prepared for both situations, so he simply waited to see how many others were preparing.

He frowned, though, reaching back to his holsters and pulling out his guns. He really wasn't a fan of the hi-tech stuff. With a small, defeated sigh, he spun them on his fingers and re-holstered them. He'd conjure up a pair of Plasma Pistols if he decided to stay on the defense.

[morphitudinous]

Billy's worry level was fairly close to breaking previously unknown heights. This would be an extreme test of their teamwork and fortitude, and the Commander had even said that the scenario was likely unwinnable. As Billy had suspected, but it was still intense pressure.

He morphed, armed himself, and waited, hoping some teammates would happen by. They hadn't had much of an opportunity to discuss strategy beforehand, but they may be able to work something out now.

Re: Arrivals

[ruffntumblenut.livejournal.com]

Ruffnut was looking around at the others, strangers mostly but that didn't put her off her game. She'd heard rumors about combat practice and was all too eager to put her new skills to the test.

Gauntlets and buckler clad she felt her heart start to pump and the thrill of oncoming adrenaline rush.

Re: Arrivals

[boulderkiller.livejournal.com]

Chris did not look especially excited for this. But a mission was a mission, and if it meant getting these creepy suspicious aliens to help them out of what was starting to look like a drastically bad situation, they had to impress them.

He was carefully securing his equipment, including some of the fancy plasma weapons they'd been issued-- but strapped to his back was his trust old M3. Space weapons or no, you can't beat a good old fashioned boomstick.

Re: Arrivals

[governmentninja]

Leon, at least, didn't look nervous, but it was usually hard to tell one lineface from the next. There was a certain amount of tension in him, though. There was a lot riding on this test; namely, their freedom. They pass this test, and no more being a slave to a damaged AI.

But would he be able to actually lead them that far? Well, he'd have to.

Time to do the job he was elected to do.

Re: Arrivals

[psi-flames.livejournal.com]

Jono rubbed his hands over the arms of the plantsuit, smoothing it down. He'd opted for one of the new, thorn armor versions of the suit, though the 'soft link' was nearly as disconcerting as the pulse he was nearly used to these days.

He looked at the screen, pausing at the sight. Wonder where 'at is, he said aloud. Or maybe was, I s'pose. It was better than letting himself get nervous.

Re: Arrivals

[capture-worlds.livejournal.com]

Tsukasa headed to the sensorium after hearing the announcement, interested in the new arrivals and their simulation.

Looking around the base, Tsukasa started snapping photos, trying to kill time until the simulation began.

Re: Arrivals

[curiousredsoul]

Celena entered the Sensorium not long after most others, the dragon moving off to the side as she took in the Command center with interest, taking in all details within the first few seconds of her arrival. From then she turned her attention to those in the room. With but a thought to the innocuous looking necklace she drew the device to its ready state.

Her eyes scanning over the crowd with a cheerful expression despite what may be riding on the coming simulation. With an idle detachment she watched and recorded the interactions amongst the crew even as she thought back on the crew's previous engagement with the Ohm. Should any approach her she would give them a small nod of greetings.

Re: Arrivals

[lol-fireishot.livejournal.com]

This was gonna be

So

COOL.

Pyro briefly considered using the shiny new toys the 'guests' brought, but in the end he decided to stick with a more familiar loadout: his flamethrower, Flare Gun and fire axe and a silly hat. He knew from experience that the Ohm were highly flammable, and he was gonna go with what worked. Maybe he'd play with the new toys later. For now, though, it was time for a barbecue. While he waited, he played with his flamethrower, firing off some quick bursts of compressed air.

Battle Stations!

[armsraced.livejournal.com]

Once Rahk felt that enough crew had arrived, he decided to start the simulation.

All of a sudden, klaxons began to sound, and the simulated troops began running out through marked corridors. Large, flashing signs pointed the way to the battlefield.

Those following the soldiers outside would find Ohm Grunts and other Ohm troops pouring through the streets of a ruined, futuristic city towards the base they would be defending. Numerous entrenched defensive positions stood between the Ohm and the base, manned by simulated soldiers.

It was time to get to work.

Rogue Squadron

[chosenfamily]

Sam had arrived with Dean, getting the lay of the land until the klaxons started going off. He left his brother with a shoulder squeeze and a promise, then headed for the ships.

X-Wings were harder to handle in the atmosphere, but they'd work. And the cover fire would be needed.

<< Rogue Five, ready to rock. Let's do this. >>

< Are you certain this is wise? >

Sam flipped his engines on. < Wiser than you talking while I'm shooting. >

[notadamnangel.livejournal.com]

Dean gave a shoulder clap in turn to his brother, before joining the other troops on the ground. Be nice to have had a little more time practicing with the new GIA weapons. He was just grateful for those years of drilling their old man gave them growing up to help him adapt to the highly advanced firearms and armor.

He hurried to move into position.

Re: Battle Stations!

[silverduelist]

Crunch time indeed. Yzak was already in his flightsuit, and pulled his helmet over his head as he climbed up and into his GOUF's cockpit. Using one hand to strap himself in, he used the other to boot up the OS. Opening the communications line to any others who were prepping for craft flight, he spoke.

"Considering the gifts our suits have gotten from our new visitors, we can hopefully break through the swarms to get the Node a little easier than our first encounter."

Command Center

[armsraced.livejournal.com]

A few, Captain Leon included, would be staying behind inside the base, commanding the battlefield from behind the lines.

Commander Rahk stood silently nearby as he watched the battle unfold.

Re: Command Center

[goddamnwingman]

It was a weird moral dilemma. Dick knew himself. Knew that he couldn't be one of the ones out there taking lives. One day, he was probably going to have to, in order to save his team or the crew. But this was a simulation and, for the moment, he was of more use in the command center. He was a tactician, one of the best in his world. And that was what they needed right now.

"X-Wings off the ground," he reported, toggling to a skyview. Easier to get the lay of the land, literally. He wanted a better idea of where the Ohm were.

The Defenders

[ohm-nom-nom.livejournal.com]

By the time the crew got into defensive positions, the Ohm were nearly upon them.

A massive wave of Grunts came hurtling forward, with Grenadiers (http://l-userpic.livejournal.com/101501265/27000243) and Shrikes (http://l-userpic.livejournal.com/101501449/27000243) following soon behind.

Re: The Defenders

[armsraced.livejournal.com]

The simulated troops at the forward defensive positions were the first hit, firing desperately into the Ohm lines. Despite the casualties they were inflicting, the enemy kept pushing up.

It wouldn't do to lose precious ground this early in the battle. The crew would have to push back soon if they wanted to have any hope of winning.

Rogue Squadron

[fieldpromoted]

Trudy took a deep steadying breath as they streaked toward the enemy. "You heard the man," she said over the comms. "Get after those Shrikes. Watch each other's butts!"

Then they were there, and Trudy opened up all four of the X-wing's main guns.

Final Assault

[armsraced.livejournal.com]

As the battle began to heat up, a call went out to the crew.

"Attention, enemy Node has been located, I repeat, enemy Node has been located," one of the simulated intelligence officers at the command center blared through the comms.

One of the Bluestar Dropships, filled with two eight-man squads of GIA heavy troopers, dropped from the sky, setting down near the front lines. The eight nearest crew-members were alerted of it's position, with instructions to make their way to it.

Re: Final Assault

[psi-flames.livejournal.com]

Jono heard the instructions and started heading that direction. The Nodes had interested him since he had first heard of them. Then again, as a telepath, that probably wasn't unusual.

He reinforced his shields as he got closer, waiting on the others and getting a feel for the Node.