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The Skye Rangers Brigade has a long tradition of service and loyalty to House Steiner through four long and grueling Succession Wars spanning hundreds of years. Once again civil war threatens the Great Houses of the Inner Sphere. Our Mechwarriors have been called home, allies will be chosen, enemies vanquished, and battles fought on distant worlds under far off suns...the Federation of Skye will now decide its destiny...
Welcome to the Home Base of the Skye Rangers, located on the dark and beautiful planet Summer, within the Federation of Skye.
Everybody was casually gathered in the meeting hall for the "monthly gathering" which had degraded into a gossip-fest. Everybody was kinda half expecting Wam-X to come strolling up....but the entire room came under a quiet hush when they saw The Zipper back in his RCOM full parade dress.
The Lt-Gen. took the podium and started with " I'll be eliminating Vega Company....you whom are in Albion, Vega, and Ryde companies may find yourselves in a different company....and the roster reads
Planetfall in the Izar Binary System, 0900, December 1, 3053
The day started out routine with tactical exercises. DFA had been ahead of the rest of the lance in a RVN-3L, scouting along the ridge of a nearby ravine. The other three three were trotting behind at a casual pace. Trat kept point from within an AS7-S, with Durando and Nieje on each flank piloting a SHK-2D2 and GRF-3M, respectively. It had been quiet and expectations of a confrontation were minimal at best, with only the usual mechanical sounds of each Battlemech keeping the dead silence away.
<Warning. Incoming missile.>
That was the last thing Trat heard before his 'mech started to jerk him around like a severe earthquake. A hailstorm of missiles struck just about every part of his Atlas' armor as exercise turned ambush. "<Falcon scouting party at 3 o'clock!>", DFA suddenly roared over the comms as soon as a star of Clan mechs broke out from the nearby woods. Trat pivoted his monstronsity towards the enemy as Durando and Nieje each broke outwards towards their respective flanks. An Adder broke to the left to intercept Durando, while a Kit Fox and Arctic Cheetah bolted towards Nieje. A gauss round whistled by Trat's cockpit, which luckily didn't hit home. He wheeled his torso around until he found the source of his near-death experience, a Shadowcat, which was being followed not too far behind by a Mad Dog. Trat only grinned and flipped on the broadcast channel of his comms and loudspeakers.
<I'm a Barbie girl~> <in the Barbie world~> <wrapped in plastic, it's fantasic~!>
The archaic tune flooded over the field and comms of friendly and foe alike. It was all too obvious the Falcons did not know what to make of this, their mechs visibly jerking nervously about. The Adder tangling with Durando's Shadowhawk paid for the mistake of being distracted as he allowed Durando to quickly shift up from behind and unleash an alpha into the rear torso of the poor light 'mech, causing the engine to go critical and explode.
<You can brush my hair~> <Undress me anywhere~>
Nieje already managed knock out the Kit Fox with a crippling barrage of SRMs, but in exchange had suffered substancial damage to his Griffin from dogfighting with two lights. DFA came up from behind the Cheetah to give Nieje backup. Unfortunately, the Cheetah struck a lucky shot in the Griffin's right side, effectively neutering his remaining arsenal. Nieje could only twist around as much as he could to soak in whatever damage he could. With the Cheetah focused on the larger prey, DFA was able to disable the troublesome 'mech's right leg, and manuevered about until he managed to cripple the other. The ancient song still playing on loop courtesy of the Atlas.
<Imagination~> <That is your creation~>
By now Trat had taken another volley of LRMs from the Mad Dog, and a few more shots from the Shadowcat before Durando managed to intercept the agile Clan medium. Trat charged straight at the heavy 'mech, twisting about as he apprached. The Mad Dog crept backwards trying to keep distance, but that Atlas must of had a large engine than expected, for it drew closer and closer until their torsos were practically about to collide. "<Come on Barbie, let's go party~!>", Trat sang along with the lyrics as an AC20 round collided with the side torso of the enemy heavy 'mech and staggering it a bit off balance before knocked the other direction by a wall of SRMs. The last thing the Clanner saw was darkness as a massive fist of the Atlas smashed into the cockpit and the Mad Dog slumped backwards as the loss of pilot control. Then all that Trat could see was red smoke.
Artillery fire crashed down upon the Atlas, even catching Durando inside the radius during his maneuvering. Trat ended up losing his autocannon and his entire left side. The Shadowhawk caught a shell in the right leg. They both became easy pickings for the still intact Shadowcat. The remaining clanner bolted away to create distance and fired volley after volley of gauss and laser fire at their more vulnerable areas. He forgot about the Raven. DFA attacked from the right flank with an alpha, slagging off any remaining armor, striking the gauss rifle and causing it to explode. The Shadowcat staggered to the left as DFA came running in and colliding with the already off-balance medium and it toppled over with a crash. The Falcon pilot struggled to get his 'mech back on its feet, but DFA lined up his sights on the rear end of the gyro. "<Up yours>," croaked DFA as he burned all of his lasers through the gyro and up into the engine with only a satisfying hiss as the reactor burned it's heat up and out the cockpit of the Shadowcat, effectively cooking the pilot inside. The silence finally returned.
"<Damn! They broke my speakers!>" Trat exclaimed over the comms.
MWOWC EU-Team: today seems to be the last opportunity to grab em prices for participation in the MWOWC. So in case you CAN attend tonight, it would be appreciated highly! I want at least one EON-component as a hanging cockpit item!
You kids with your newfangled toys! Back in my day, we had to push the AC grenades into the enemy armor by mech-hand! Our cockpits never went below 40° Celsius and our lasers went PEEEWW instead of pewpewpewpewpew!
Also important thing for those who didn't know. After this patch you can now take any mech from mechbay into training grounds with unsaved loadout. Bascially allowing you to try out different builds/skills without spending cbills/xp.
Hey William! Nice to have ye back! Can you invite Gri3f3r and CrashSteel into the academy please so they have a bigger bunch of ppl to play with? Pretty nice folks from what I have seen until now. Thx!
Tonight (EU-Time): Team Bravo does MWOWC18 drops to get the games needed for prices! Show up + participate, so we can spread PGI's blessings between as many Rangers as possible. Check the thread in TacCom-Subforum, contact via PM or show up on TS!