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trans_92011-04-20 10:39 am
fieldpromoted) wrote in trans_92011-04-20 10:39 am
Do you have what it takes? [OPEN]
PT finished at 0700, and the pilots and new recruits got a half hour to cool off before they got into the cockpits of their assorted craft. In the two hours since 0500 they ran several miles, did push-ups, sit-ups and pull-ups, and then a hundred jumping jacks to get the blood pumping. "You don't even want to think about how much force you put on your body when you're piloting," Trudy said at the start of the exercises. "Pilots need to be in peak condition to handle it."
Those who were used to doing the training five days out of the week would be out of breath but not exhausted. Anyone new, however, might have a little trouble getting their wind back.
"All right everyone, gather around. We have a few new recruits today, so we're not going to be running the Zokez scenario. I know you're all heartbroken." She kept a straight face, but that was a definite joke. She was sick of running the Zokez scenario. "We'll be doing some standard training exercises - maneuverability and gunning practice."
The track and exercise equipment melted away, and in its place the hangar of the Macross Quarter materialized with all its fighters and mobile suits. "Outside is a standard sim course. I'm going to have the recruits run it first to see how they handle and then the squadrons will go out as a unit. Recruits, let's put you in birds."
((OOC: This log is for anyone who signed up to fly a mobile suit, a VF or an X-wing and is not already in Starfighter Command. The flight sim is like something you'd see out of the training missions on Star Fox - fly through the rings, shoot the enemies, avoid the obstacles it throws at you like sheets of scrap and asteroids. EDIT: Subthreads for the squadrons are now up!))
Those who were used to doing the training five days out of the week would be out of breath but not exhausted. Anyone new, however, might have a little trouble getting their wind back.
"All right everyone, gather around. We have a few new recruits today, so we're not going to be running the Zokez scenario. I know you're all heartbroken." She kept a straight face, but that was a definite joke. She was sick of running the Zokez scenario. "We'll be doing some standard training exercises - maneuverability and gunning practice."
The track and exercise equipment melted away, and in its place the hangar of the Macross Quarter materialized with all its fighters and mobile suits. "Outside is a standard sim course. I'm going to have the recruits run it first to see how they handle and then the squadrons will go out as a unit. Recruits, let's put you in birds."
((OOC: This log is for anyone who signed up to fly a mobile suit, a VF or an X-wing and is not already in Starfighter Command. The flight sim is like something you'd see out of the training missions on Star Fox - fly through the rings, shoot the enemies, avoid the obstacles it throws at you like sheets of scrap and asteroids. EDIT: Subthreads for the squadrons are now up!))
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She needed to get an updated list of craft and pilots to Greyson. She was sure it would effect his strategy.
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The craft was clearly made for speed and maneuvering, taking sharp turns with ease at full speed and doing evasive stunts at the blink of an eye. In that blink however the craft was gone, leaving no trace other than the heated area where it had disappeared. Invisible to all forms of scans except a powerful orbital scanner (which was the terrans main defense against stealth units), the ship appeared in a flash, with the same ease and grace as previously displayed by the ace fighter, and just like that it was gone again.
After a few more performance displays, the craft landed nearby and decloaked, allowing the pilot to hop off and shake off his helmet hair with a cheerful grin, "Wooo! I love the skies!"
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"Excellent," she said. "I'm definitely going to put you with Rogue Squadron. Your ship matches their maneuverability and the stealth gives you an element of surprise against large pockets of Shrikes. Welcome to Command." She put out her hand for him to shake, and leaned forward a little to say quietly, "And don't mind Ensign Soryu. She's not happy unless she's bitching about the world."
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"S'fine, all the regimen's have a hard ass or two. Glad to be aboard ma'am." - a wide grin on his face.
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