NovaArkwing

Fall of Marcragge was Hive fleet Behemoth's doing if I'm not mistaken (need to brush up on my 40k fluff). although Inquisitor rp does sound interesting though.

SPHESS MAHREENZ TODEH TEH ENEMEH IS AT OUR DOHR! WE KNOH OUR DOOTEH AND WE WEHL DO ET! WE FIGHT FOH AH HONAH AS BLUD REHVANS, AS SPHESS MAHREENZ WE FIGHT IN TEH NAME OF TEH EMPRAH! Boreale is srs bzns you gaiz. but seriously hell yes I'm in, I'll be rping a sphess Mahreenz. but who? I was leaning more on Angry Marines but that'll make the whole forum explode due to the sheer angry marine rage. Meh I'll think about that later maybe Ultras who knows. FYI I'm more a Impy Guard AND Sphess Mahreen fan because praise that Emprah heretics.

I'm interested I'll like join in the rp as a new OC Unicorn by the name of Texas.

I might have an idea but it would require Val's permission since it's revolved around the GEF and a small group of elite GEF special forces defecting to the Prophet's cause. I'll have a draft of the main plot points of the side plot ready soon but first I'll need to rework it so it fits more into the plot of the RP. I'll think of something later...Right now something really bad just happened and it's put me into a rather depressed mood...

If you want Freelancer to come then you either have to persuade them or force them out. And Washington is not so easily persuaded.

So how should the Freelancers get involved while this is going on? maybe something with the changelings or something interesting but somehow I sense a trap at the Main Square...

4-6-9er A.K.A Harmony, (Freelancer Dropship Sky Talon with Virginia) 4-6-9er smiled and blushed a little under her helmet as Virginia reassured her, "Heh that's true guess karma's ***** and she's coming for Twilight and she don't take no for an answer, thanks Apple it feels so much better with you here." She jokingly teased at first before quickly jumping out of the pilot's seat gets next to Virginia, taking her helmet off and planting a small kiss on the lips for a moment teasing her deviously blushing heavily before letting go and gazing deep into Virginia's , "just a small thank you for being the best co-pilot I could ask for you're a pretty fast learner, when we come back badass victors we could share some drinks later. I'm buying, if you're interested of course." Harmony giggling away like a school giving Virginia ideas before putting their helmets on and returned to her seat, "Right everyone belted in back there?" Harmony asked a squad of Freelancer troops who replied with a solid confirmation. "Baseplate, Sky Talon is airborne, heading back to base via return vector 0-6-3-Victor-Foxtrot, we're RTB in a ETA of 2 minutes, Sky Talon out." Harmony reported over the comms as they took off and started flying to the base, "Copy that Sky Talon, Vector and ETA received. Upon landing you are advised to hold position and await further orders, Baseplate out." replied over the comms their signal was overly clear but due to background static Baseplate's reply was choppy during the transmission. As they flew over the capital Harmony, Virginia and the troops at the back had a good view of what was happening on the ground and witnessed the riots thicken and spread until they past the Main Square where the sheer mass of rioters were concentrated at, a short conversation was heard over the radio between the Freelancer squad when shortly erupted and cut short by the Squad commander of the team. "Well...buck me that's a lot of people down there...What the hell happened to start this crapstorm?" Harmony couldn't help but ask as she watched the masses gather at the main square from the skies.

Ahhh, I thought the last one was the Alpha-inForce, unless you count them too then that's 6 factions.

Wait, five factions?...I thought there were four or something? ._.;

4-6-9er, (RLF Airpad with Trixie and Virginia) 4-6-9er listened to the mare intrigued by her thoughts of what's happened but couldn't help but feel a sense of dread that her honed combat pilot instincts were warning her, "Maybe we aren't out of the woods just yet, who knows...But if you have the instincts and experience I have as a combat pilot you kind of gain a sixth sense for..."Sensing" danger before it happens...I'm no magic user I'm not a unicorn, but something is warning me that something bad is gonna happen I can feel it at the back of my mind..." 4-6-9er spoke with dread edging her voice under her professional demeanor. She froze as Trixie hooked her hoof around her neck blushing slightly as she was unable to come up with a response, "Sure...I guess...But I still don't know why you'd want to know tha-" 4-6-9er started but was cut off as a huge explosion coming from near the center of the capital rocked the base and RLF and GEF troops ran out of the base to the capital's heart, "Son of a *****! the hell was that?!" 4-6-9er yelled staring at the direction of the explosion and saw clouds of black smoke rise in the sky and was reminded of 5 years ago at the final battle of the revolution at Cantorlot, "Oh...my, god...Not again no..." she muttered in horror as she stared at the chaos frozen in place as the riots begun. Then a open broadcast to all Freelancer forces ran across all Freelancer frequencies calling for Freelancer's withdraw and regroup at their Operations Base at the outskirts of the city, "Virginia! we gotta head back to base Wash is calling for all Freelancer forces to regroup at the FOB c'mon let's go!" 4-6-9er yelled to Virginia putting on her helmet and running to the dropship, hopping into the pilot seat leaving Virginia to operate the co-pilot seat, she activating the dropship's engines she watched as other Freelancer ships full with Freelancer troops flew to the direction of the base. "This is freaking crazy Apple...the entire god**** city's lost it...First the Apocalypse, now this prophet asshole is wrecking everything...Apple...I'm worried...You have my back in this right?..." 4-6-9er looked over to her co-pilot concerned but still brimming with confidence despite the hellish conditions they were in. ===================================================================================================================== Agent Washington, (Freelancer Forward Operations Base) Washington was knocked on his back by the shockwave rocked the base heavily he cursed as he slowly got up to his feet looking at the tacmaps, "What the hell was that?, Sitrep people. Tell me what's going on now!" he ordered strictly as he tried to asses the situation, "Sir large mobs of people have initiated riots in the capital, large amounts of GEF and RLF forces have defected to join the cause of what appears to be their leader claiming himself as a "Prophet", no known Freelancer forces have defected." the comms officer reported to Washington handing him a updated report. "****...Alright here's what we're gonna do, tell all Freelancer forces to commence rapid withdrawal and regroup to here at the FOB and avoid confrontation with the riots meanwhile our forces stationed here secure a wide perimeter and initiate defence protocols in case of attack and see if we can communicate to the RLF and GEF commanders and form a plan of containing the chaos and try to get a better picture of what's going on out there, I want them and our guys here ASAP! and bring everyone to Combat Alert: Alpha, got that? " Wash commanded with tactical flair as he watched the chaos outside in the capital, "Aye sir orders given to Freelancer frequencies and attempting to hail the other leaders to communications" the Comms officer sped to a terminal and and began sending Washington's orders over Freelancer comms while trying to contact the RLF and GEF commanders. "Looks like this is gonna be a hell of a long day..." Washington muttered annoyed while watching the chaos, his thoughts were heavy as he was coming up with plans on how to deal with this new threat to the peace stabilities, he was elected here on a peace mission as a Freelancer representative but now everything has gone spiralling to hell rapidly and it looked like all hope for peace was lost as one mishap to another appeared to prevent peace from happening, then the klaxons and sirens in the Freelancer base started sounding as everyone prepared for battle stations and mobilized across the base.

Also not sure if Trixie is hitting on 4-6-9er or just being friendly with her...subtle hints suggest the former. :!:

That mad insane Pegasus chap seems like a fine decent upstanding fellow causing madness and mayhem.

It was Val's idea to have a representative from Freelancer in Equina for a post, so just in case any of the other factions need to speak to Freelancer (and for the sake of immersion of current event or something like that I don't know.) Washington is a Freelancer Agent earth pony and elected representative for Freelancer during Reconstruction.

Sooo...I put Washington in Equina as the Freelancer representative for no reason?, seems legit...

We take your Franchises and milk them to death.

Four-Six-Niner, (RLF Airpad, Virginia, Trixie) 4-6-9er looked back at Trixie cautiously she felt the mare's analytical gaze piercing her similar to what she felt when she first met Virginia before she joined Freelancer only much worse she literally felt like this mare was studying her for weaknesses but showed none and continued on casually maintaining a somewhat professional stature, "Trixie?, that's a pretty name for someone of your...high class" 4-6-9er started as she was unsure of this mare while she seemed to have one hell of an ego, 4-6-9er maintained her professional composure but still wary of Trixie. "To be honest all of this still seems unreal to me...The Equinia apocalypse...Reconstruction...Every faction helping out the GEF even Freelancer despite everything that's happened and there've been talks of peace now despite the events and what happened in the past and recently, and For the record...Freelancer isn't an enemy of the GEF nor do they see the GEF as an enemy, they just see it as a misunderstanding of interest or something like that...But do you ever get the feeling like this is...Staged for something much bigger and ominous lurking in the immediate future?" 4-6-9er shrugged casually she was still uneasy about all of this, it felt like it was going a little too fast for it to be natural, her thoughts were snapped back to reality as her comms unit chimed again, "Dammit, must be command...Sorry Trix got to take this call for a moment." she spoke reluctantly and stepping to the side for a moment and listened and heard a voice, it was Virginia's voice, she listened carefully as she warned her of Trixie, "copy that command, acknowledged Four-Six-Niner out." she replied to Virginia over the comms before returning to Trixie who was admiring the distant dropship with a hesitant uncertainty. "[colour=#282828]Impressive?, Oh yeah Freelancer knows their tech but it's the pilot that truly makes it dance in the sky, and that particular dropship is kind of like a part of me, we've been through so much together she's reliable as all hell and capable of running rings around any GEF or RLF fighter with me flying her." She proudly admitted smiling fondly at the parked dropship and to a certain armoured mare who was assisting in the maintenance work , 4-6-9er was caught off guard by Trixie's sudden confession but smiled politely and gave the mare a reassuring look "it's not entirely the craft that make the pilot it's the Pilot that makes the craft, with months of practice anyone could fly it decently to good standards, I just have a passion and love to fly and that could go a long way." she replied honestly as she admitted her love of flying although she was unsure as to why she'd admit this to the mare in front of her but then stopped outright as Trixie asked for her name "Name?...Why'd you ask?..." she asked shyly as if she was so accustomed to her codename that it felt embarrassing for her real name to be used after all those years ago during the Revolution, "It's...I[/colour][colour=#282828]t's Harmony..." she spoke quietly hoping Trixie didn't hear her.[/colour]

Four-Six-Niner, (RLF Airpad, Equina Airbase) 4-6-9er was still in the cockpit of the dropship and switched it's engines off for a break they were activate for quite some time, "Better save on the fuel and power we'll need them for the second shift, eh girl?" 4-6-9er softly spoke caringly to the dropship as she deactivated the aircraft's engines treating it with care referring to the dropship as a person then a piece of military hardware, the other pilots often wondered why 4-6-9er was so passionate about the dropship, well her last craft she flew which was a NEO attack helicopter that was wrecked and destroyed in the final battle at Canterlot, she promised to never let that happen to this bird...Her bird. She finished the last couple checks and stepped out into the open airfield and admired the aircraft in the sky, 4-6-9er removed her helmet from her flight suit and flicked her mane a little so it was somewhat presentable and less messy as she began making her way to the other Freelancer pilots. 4-6-9er strode past the commotion of the Airfield until a voice called out to her coming from behind that sounded somewhat familiar yet mysterious she turned to see a strange armoured caped mare striding almost overconfidently towards her, "Trixie is curious, you are RLF, yes?", 4-6-9er stared at the mare confused as she mistook her for a RLF pilot despite her Freelancer uniform, "RLF?, nah. Freelancer pilot codename 4-6-9er, and you are?" 4-6-9er asked the armoured caped mare curiously, judging by the mare's armour she must be some GEF hotshot in one of the higher power circles of the GEF. "We are ever so grateful for your assistance, and Trixie especially." 4-6-9er smiled and nodded as the mare thanked her but secretly couldn't help but find Trixie's smile slightly...Unnerving, clearly she was one of the strict meaner intelligence officer types that looked at things rather coldly and looked at individual ponies as a resource to meet their own agenda. "Not a problem, just following Freelancer command's orders it's them you should really thank as they were the ones that mobilized Freelancer to assist, I just fly the supplies to their destinations and fly that mean baby over there." 4-6-9er explained kindly then pointed to the advanced Freelancer dropship that was parked on one of the many airpads on the airbase. "Had her for several years now, we've had some close run-ins at times but so far we haven't been shot down...It's a personal record I've been keeping track of since the old NEO revolution, some of the other Freelancer pilots call me lucky as hell, I just think I have a natural gift for flying." She added rather shyly as she mentioned of her personal record since only she would keep that private before snarkily remarking about the other pilots while holding her helmet to her side casually before watching as Freelancer engineers got to work on maintenance on her dropship.

One slight problem with that plan...

Finally posted, now to break down the walls of text abit. Done hope it's ok.

Freelancer Agent Washington, acting as Freelancer Representative during Equina reconstruction efforts. (Equina, Citadel Central Plaza) Washington stood fully armoured in his dark grey coloured and yellow trimmed Freelancer armour on a hidden high balcony overwatching the scene of reconstruction below, the Freelancer Earth Pony watched the ponies below work tirelessly to rebuild their fallen capital in the heat of the midday sun behind his helmet's visor looking through the helmet's HUD as it analysed each little detail in milliseconds. He couldn't help but admire the speed of the Reconstruction efforts the GEF and the various other factions were performing at, although Freelancer assets were seen during the initial instance of the capital's apocalypse they were busy in other parts of Equestria, he heard of the decoy mission that occurred on the day it happened...Risky but worth it. Intel gathered from the Decoy plus the intel that was also gathered during the initial negotiations meeting confirmed Freelancer's theories surrounding the other factions leaderships, also more secretly Wash heard of rumours of several military factions in the GEF blaming Freelancer for the attack he chuckled as he found those particular rumours amusing and very incorrect as even Freelancer couldn't do it in that such short time, he then recomposed himself keeping his professional military manner he was still on a military mission of great importance as his ability to stay calm, composed and calculating in combat were to prove as an ideal candidate for this diplomatic operation. He continued watching the ponies carefully then began preparing to go on another patrol as he picked up his trademark Battle rifle and marched professionally downstairs he noticed as he caught ponies left and right glancing at the large but slim armoured pony passing by them suspiciously but paid them no heed as he marched outside he felt the heat assault his suit subtly raising his suit's core temperature slightly the yellow on his armour and shoulder armour became slightly brighter as the sun shone on them, he shrugged it off and continued his patrol. Not much for a Freelancer to do as he already cleaned, maintained and polished his armour and weapons several times methodically and received not much in terms of reports since mainly Freelancer troops were assisting the closely depleted local GEF forces with security and military defence while reconstruction was underway as the original forces were nearly wiped out or crippled during the Capital attack however no Agents were deployed in the Equina area apart from Wash since it was considered a gross misallocation to deploy multiple Agents on a mission of this scenario. Wash's orders were clear and concise however as he was chosen to act on Freelancer's behalf while the other factions rebuilt and Wash was fiercely loyal to Freelancer believing since they gave him a chance to keep a soldier's uniform he would serve them for as long as he's still breathing or unfit to serve as a Freelancer. It was either joining Freelancer and continue to fight and lead or be court martialed and sentenced to life imprisonment for a Superior commander's incompetence and subsequent desertion during battle years ago. Wash had the makings of a tactically very competent leader for his leadership and combat skills were very impressive for small infiltration team to squad to even multi squad level combat it suited him best but he usually avoids large scale fighting as he constantly strived to make sure everyone under his command makes it alive and in one piece. It was an obvious choice as he escaped his detainment and met with the Director personally, Wash never saw who the Director was as he was shrouded in shadows and mystery, Washington continued his patrol passing by several GEF ponies and observed several Freelancer Attack Helicopters fly by as they passed overhead and into another sector of Equina routinely, he continued marching before passing by key figures of the GEF, or most of them to be more precise, maneuvering passed several GEF patrols while en route to a nearby Freelancer Forward Operations Base. ------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Four-Six-Niner, performing airlifts in her dropship providing supplies to various sectors of the capital (Equina Airspace) It was the twenty fourth airlift since the early morning when the call came from Freelancer Command that Freelancer air assets would assist the other factions in rebuilding Equina since the capital was almost wiped out, 4-6-9er flew her dropship rapidly past several flights of other Freelancer dropships that were heading to some other sector of Equina tasked with efficiently maintaining the GEF supply chain by providing assistance wherever possible. "RLF Homebase, this is Sky Talon dropping off your next shipment save a space for the bird I'd rather not drop it and ruin someone's day, too much paperwork for my liking." 4-6-9er hailed the main RLF base while slowing down by drifting past a pair of dragons, "Copy that Sky Talon, begin your descent and see you on the airpad and await for another shipment to be delivered to the Citadel, Homebase out" the RLF air traffic warden replied as 4-6-9er swiftly landed on a open airpad and parked there waiting for the troops on the ground to unload it before receiving her next shipment to deliver. Not quite the vacation she hoped for but at least it's better than flying against interceptors in a dropship she smiled as she remembered the intense flight back on the arctic glaciers and how she nearly crashed from the shockwaves of the ice caps threatened to bury them all in ice, "...Hopefully I shouldn't have to do that again..." she muttered as she sat back waiting for the RLF troops to be finished. ------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- The Director, (Freelancer HQ, Restricted area) The Director was with the Counselor in a restricted area of the Director's private labs performing unknown experiments with the materials recovered from the research facility raids, "Counselor, I don't give a **** about the moral consequences of what might happen. We need this for the next phase of the Agent combat suit experiments and as for the Backup, is it ready or not?" he asked slightly annoyed as they ran through multiple almost identical simulations testing the new technology. "No Director, it appears the materials are missing two key components in order for it to be completed...One would be the copying device, a way to multiply the main entity to fragments that would be ready for installation among selected groups of Agents. And the other component being...A personality, it needs a person to begin the process of the creation the Alpha since basic procedures require it to be based upon someone. And the Backup does seem... Unnecessary sir, since the agent is very loyal anyway and it would be unwise to start thi-." the Counselor explained as he ran various simulation counts before he was cut off by the Director who walked up examining the large pony-sized container that held the Director's secret project, only him, the Director and the Freelancer.Integrated.Logistics.Security.System or F.I.L.S.S command A.I were the only ones aware of the project. "Very well...we have intel on the location to retrieve the package which will be recovered in the next mission, as for this...I don't want anyone or anything finding out until it's ready, once it is...then we can begin with implantation phase." The Director sighed resignedly as he stood by the container holding a file which had a name labeled on the front labeled simply as "Omega", this file was vital to the project but the project itself was...Disturbing as Agent Texas would serve as the first implantation test subject before the implantation phase would be applied to other Agents, she would be monitored and observed in the case of any changes in her personality and performance related to the implantation. But what was being held in the container in front of them was something else entirely if something terrible or fatal happened to the real Agent Tex, this would activate.

(I thought this thread died?, could've fooled me.)

Well apart from everything that's been addressed so far is there anything else that needs to be addressed that's Freelancer-related?

1. Fair enough, Hell I doubt even Cerberus didn't have the numbers I seemed to of projected (I think?) it took alot of resources for them to attack the Citadel in ME3 even if it failed, Freelancer are similar on a obviously lesser scale but still nothing to laugh about. 2. Done although the average range of Freelancer agents are mostly young there are others much older who are in other fields of expertise working for Freelancer (like Logistical/Medical/Science etc.) and some resources will get mentioned but most of it is either Freelancer-made (Powered suits of Armour) or engineered from stolen GEF data and materials (A.Is) or important to the story. 3. As for surveillance, I was posting other things that somehow involve you or the other GEF rp-ers that was more reasonable but sadly every time I finished and about to post it my laptop has a rather annoying tendency to BSOD on me and delete the post before I could save it (usually the BSOD'ed post is better and less derpy than the real post and by the time I get back on I forget what I had in the post) Freelancer will have Spy networks and will be referenced but not heavily relied on.

Ace Combat parody: "Hey I just met you and this is crazy! But this is Belka so nuke us maybe?"

Well to explain the Decoy Director at Equina, the real Director needed something to draw out the other faction leaders so he formed a small plan to sent a double to pose as himself just in case if something were to go wrong the real Director would've remained unharmed...The double may've overreacted and made the Director sound high and mighty etc., but it worked and the decoy was even more convincing with Nova and Tex guarding the decoy (the only reason I didn't say was that I didn't want to give it away at all and saying he was a decoy in the rp would've given him away.) Important leaders IRL do it for public events and risky gambits in history (That inspired the Decoy move), a good tactical deception and the Director isn't stupid enough to casually stroll right into the enemy capital with what's going on and all. Also it would explain the acting, Nova and Tex weren't told it was a fake Director they were escorting so they thought it was the real Director they were protecting which made the decoy all the more convincing The real Director has heard of Goliath briefly and guesses it's a form of superweapon he doesn't know about the god thing (forgot what it's name is) that's all he knows, the actor/decoy made up the threats to sound like the Director to the other factions. Meanwhile the Director is more concerned and focussing on the next stage of Freelancer's operations no doubt things will get interesting.