Inquisitor Alonso - Silent-Sigfig
Alonso maneuvers his ship in between the Jaguar and the Space Station while also blocking it from the Mastercutor. Shields are increased.
Assyrians - Natalya
Six fighters combine fire on the Darkstar while two more zip out of the Space Station. Together they score one successful hit. The Darkstar's improved AI messes up and takes out none of the fighters.
The Assyrians advance. The Mercuries get in attack formation and blast the approaching missiles with their railguns. Oly one hits, but it's enough to stop them.
The Hyper Phase Cannon and light super lasers are fired on the Jaguar, grinding it down by 2 SP. This evokes response fire from Alonso's Autolaser, but it's not powerful enough.
The Space Station hovers, and waits...
Santa Espada - Gorono
The Santa Espada moves to block the Jaguar from harm and fires all the rockets.
The engineer aboard the Space Station uses Hackz0rz Powaz to make the shots more difficult. The pilot misses, but despite the negative mod the Captain still makes the shot, though only just. Assyrian Point defence tries to destroy the rockets on the flyby, but miss by miles.
Two frigates take 1 SP of damage each from the combined blast.
The Santa Espada's Autolasers then blast into the Venus, dealing a vicious hit (-1 SP).
The turret that's in range tries to do the same, but of course doesn't stand much of a chance. Oh well, you can always try.
Disruptor - Predator
The Disruptor continues to try and get in a better position. Clearly Predator is up to something.
The Darkstar II - Cytheran"if anything attacks me SHOOT THE DAMN THING!"
The missiles continue to fly for the Venus.
The Darkstar maximizes speed and surges forward, leaving two disintegrated fighters behind...
while digesting a shot from the hyper phase turret.
The two straggling fighters also fired, but two fighters against a cruiser aren't the best odds.
"Fire the missiles!"
"But Lieutenant, they take a turn to reload!"
"..." "Ah well, at least we still have my virus, which still has another aspect..."
"WHAT IS THIS BULLSHIT?" the Assyrian captain screams as the Streets suddenly start blasting through the speakers.
The Assyrian's anti-virus systems once again manage to overcome, and the infernal music is replaced by even more infernal , instantly turning the ear-covering into a headbanging contest. This means the Assyrians will have a skill bonus next round, again.
Dominator - me
The Mobhunters fly through the wreckage and enemy fire to fire their torpedoes, but are stopped by the Ironclad's increased shields.
The Dominator then fires everything it still has...
Despite a crit fail on the Photon Cannons the Main Turrets still manage to explode the Ironclad.
Victoria: "Good work. Now let's get the fuck out of here."
The Dominator increases speed and retreats...
along with the Eagle (NPC'd by theblackdog this turn) before the Mothership can lay the smack down.
Brittanian Mothership 'Francis Drake' - Spindle
The Captain sends his infernal British dialect through to the fighter pilot's comlinks, limiting their armour, then the ship proceeds to destroy three of them.
Mastercutor - theblackdog
Major Schwarzhund: "Yo pilots, are your helmets secure?"
"Uhh yeah, why?"
The Major climbs on top of the bridge briefly, giving the Jaguar the finger.
"You insolent infidel scumbag! I'll have your head!!!"
The feat fails and the Jaguar's crew gets +1 skill.
"Oh well, still worth it."
The Mastercutor flies for the Jaguar but the Prussians find Alonso on their way. The Autolaser is stopped by the Mastercutor's shields.
The Plasma Howitzer ignores the blockade!
At least, it would if even the Captain wouldn't fuck up his roll. Failing range, the plasma shell explodes against Alonso's engines instead of the Jaguar. A solid shield roll prevents damage to the engines.
The Anti-matter laser is blocked by the Dragonhead's heightened shields, but the turrets still manage to take a shot at the Jaguar, bringing the ship down to half her health.The nearest AFT also took a shot at the Dragonhead, but it wasn't really worth picturing.
The Jaguar - Thesson
The Jaguar can barely move an inch forward without crashing into her escort ships, and can't get a clear shot at anything.
"So, you like doughnuts eh?"
"Well then have all the doughnuts in the world ahahahaha!"
Om *nom* *nom* "More." Om *nom* *nom* "More." Om *nom* *nom* "More."
"I don't understand this. John Goodman went mad after fifteen minutes!"
Silva confesses his crimes. Oh man, where to start?
"I am a fail troll and overall a bad sport. I try to be funny and even though people never laugh I continue to repeat the same jokes. I admitted to having homeschooled urges while I am not truly a intriguing, I am just not good with girls. I posted pr0n just to stay on top of the ban list. I never wash my hair. I'm secretly a nahtzee. Also, I ate your cult this morning, and..."
*28 weeks later*
Content with this confession, Commander Thesson pours a bottle of OT beer down the drain, since my pre-made emergency keg of Maniac Beer somehow disappeared. (WARHEAD!) I know it looks like his face is exploding, and that's the intention: that beer is tough stuff.
"An arm wrestling contest?!" Zupponn the Berserker bellowed as he swatted Chinook Carmine with his chainsaw. "Can't you see we have much more important things to do under the current circumstances?!"
"Like eating chainsaws?"
"Exactly. Now go back to poking Silva."
"That wasn't even me you douche!"