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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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He changed channels to a more general frequency. "Allenby, stay close to me. I'll cover you from range." The Nobel was a close-ranged combatant, wasn't it? Long-ranged and melee - an excellent combination.
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"Where's Representative Athha?"
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"SO, what're the new guy's specialties, anyways?"
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Hm. She'd have to modify this thing to display a battlefield readout. Something to remember for later. In the meantime, she pulled out the handle of her beam ribbon, keeping it unactivated for now. "Martial arts!" she said to Cowabunga's query. "Short-range stuff. You'll see." Nervous though she was about this, she did still have that tendency to show off.
I hope you guys don't mind her joining in.
"Short to mid-range combat. The Taurus isn't equipped to do much else," she said.
Yes! GTFO!!!!! (No it's cool)
And to the aforementioned Coordinator. "I'm not sure," he admitted over their private channel. "I haven't seen her in a day or two. She looked different, the last time we spoke--"
But there was no longer time for chatter. Specks glinted in the far-off distance, and his sensors lit up with enemy blips. "They're coming!" He warned. "Stay sharp and stay together!"