>>1824912
Welp.. time to see what bitter harvest Fairchild reaps.

>>1824912
IT IS TIME!!
KESTRELS ARISE AND PREPARE FOR VICTORY!

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>>1824912

Hm, let's start things off with a vote.

>[Follow Fairchild's groundcar]
>[Go to the mechbay where shuttles would launch to the Iulia Maesa from]

Either way you're commandeering a Bluegill and having someone else fire up the Kaiser and bring it to you.

>>1824960
>[Go to the mechbay where shuttles would launch to the Iulia Maesa from]

Can someone other than Roarke fire up the KK and bring to him now that it has the Bio Core?

>>1824960
>[Go to the mechbay where shuttles would launch to the Iulia Maesa from]
It's a tough choice. Either she won't be in the car or she could try a different shuttle. Either options can lead to problems, but the main issue is her getting to the Iulia Maesa and her soldiers. Still, keep some eyes on her vehicle. Who knows who she might have with her.

>>1824972

You raised a point that I had thought of and it's honestly a very good one. You'll see what happens when I post.

>>1824960
>>[Go to the mechbay where shuttles would launch to the Iulia Maesa from]

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>>1824912

>>1824960
>>[Go to the mechbay where shuttles would launch to the Iulia Maesa from]
Only so many ways to get off colony.

>>1824960
>[Go to the mechbay where shuttles would launch to the Iulia Maesa from]

>>1825011
>You'll see what happens when I post

Scared

>>1825011
..So does that mean there will be a Kaiser mover to get it around? Do we get a fancy watch that allows us to call the Kaiser? As much as I wish to be afraid, my mech loving side wants to see how it could be done.

>>1825023
Thunder, I Platinumed P5 on Monday.

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>>1825044
If we can remotely summon it it has to be pick related

>>1825054
Okay.

>>1825044
>Do we get a fancy watch that allows us to call the Kaiser?
We truly are just becoming The Big O in space. I am 100% fine with that

>>1824960
>[Follow Fairchild's groundcar]

Don't want someone ganking her before we can.

>>1825057
Just thought you should know.

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Can't believe we're finally going to kill Fairy, this is going to be so satisfying.

>>1825072
I do not know what happens, but I want to see our new officer mechs for miles, richard, and oda. Everyone should have some fun with Fairchild.

>>1824960
>>[Go to the mechbay where shuttles would launch to the Iulia Maesa from]

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Within a minute, you've commandeered one of your crew's Bluegills and are tearing through the sky.

You're informed over the commnet that two of your units are already following the groundcar Fairchild arrived in, with orders to detain. You, though, head straight for the mechbay allotted to Fairchild and her troops. Fortunately, aside from shuttlecraft, she seems to distrust you too much to have landed any of her other mecha.

You've also sent orders for the Kaiser to be sent there, you can work out how to swap mecha when you arrive. You expect, based on how close the bays are together, that it will be there when you arrive.

“Admiral...I mean, your majesty, we've caught the car.” Vidcomms show a distressed-looking secretary kneeling with her hands behind her head and the pilot of the other Bluegill pointing a rifle at her while the second pilot remains in his mech, “The target wasn't on board.”

“Sneaky bitch.” You remark, “Good work, detain her for now, we'll debrief her later and release her into UJCIDF custody barring extraordinary circumstances.” You flick the heeljets of the Bluegill, swinging its legs forward, as you spot a taxi...essentially a big, luxury jetbike with extra seats in the back...peel into the bay almost beneath your feet. Looking down, you gaze into a hate-filled face surrounded by whipping pink hair. Let her scowl, you've got her this time. Another groundcar is following her, but you ignore it, the only reason you didn't stomp the taxi flat was the civilian driving it.

>[Give orders to your crew?]

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>>1825072
YFW the 5 man band kills her first.

>>1825126
> Order them to cordon off the following car and arrest Fairchild, holding her for transport

> Get Mech backup here, ideally some of our Aces, in case something goes down.

> Make sure the other mechs in the bay are locked down.

>>1825126
>Set up a barricade of our best and brightest stopping anyone from entering fairy's ship with their mechs.

>>1825126
>Second car
Probably support. Don't count it out.
As for Orders? Get everyone ready. Either for protecting the colony, taking her Capital ship, or dealing with anyone who sides with her.
Her goal is to escape or get to the ship to fight. We prevent that, we win.
In either case, if we are ready before her, we will have the advantage.

>>1825144
>>1825138
These sound like sold orders

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>>1825144
Our best and brightest? Everyone?

Also, backing this.

>>1825157
Pretty much our aces and officers.

>>1825163
I figured. Everyone that matters.

>>1825170
Yeah, I figure since Fairy knows it do or die time she's gonna pull out the hail mary and call in all her back up and resources just so she can make it out in one piece.

>>1825163
Should include our better soldiers too. She still has her SOUL squads that aren't the letter series, so softening them up, or fowling their active shields could help, even if it's harrassment or hit and run. Like what we did with the green skulls.

>>1825157
>>1825163
But...everyone?

>>1825185
all the warriors

>>1825185
EVERYONE

>>1825190
You know the best part? I bet that this is likely enough to get the Rhinehawk's crew to A rank once again. Don't think a single Kestrel wants Fairchild alive.

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>>1825190
So, these guy's too?

Rolled 2, 4, 4, 4 = 14 (4d10)

>>1825157
Not all. Keep some behind to check for intrusion onto our ships.

Alert the Feddies and Mars that there might be attacks on them and that they should hang back to protect their own assets while we handle this.

Hell go further and request that they prepare ships to close off any attempt to escape from here on their ends. Seal the borders.

Rolled 9, 10 = 19 (2d10)

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>>1825205
I fucking wish we had a squad on the Rhinehawk that was just the Warrior.

>>1825211
Huh.

>>1825210
My reference fell flat it seems. That aside, we have a lot of real fighters now, ever since we got certain badass subordinates. Might as well let em have some fun too.

>>1825213
They're all condensed into The Mad Aussie I guess. Can only have too much insane badassness. Also, at least someone here enjoys quality cinema.

Rolled 5 (1d10)

>>1825211

>>1825227
I mean I know one guy's seen Vice squad here too so theirs at least three people who love 80s movies.

Rolled 2 (1d10)

>>1825228

>>1825245
What do the dice mean?

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>>1825254
The world may never know.

>>1825236
You were the one who got me to watch Vice squad haha. Dope as fuck.

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>>1825261
I know right, I've been saving some of those quotes for specific times.

>>1825254
John Cena drop kicked the taxi and popped Fairchild's head.

>>1825279
>[Muffled Do Do DO DOOO in the distance]

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You send a fleet-wide broadcast, “Iron Kestrels, Storm Dragons, Red Siren's Pilots, Stone Soldiers, Beckingham's Crew, and other personnel. We, the people of Phaeton, have only been a formal nation for a short time, but already, our soverignty has been threatened. As your leader, I am taking steps...” The Bluegill's feet crunch down on the floor of the bay. “...To punish those who treat us like garbage floating in the asteroid belt. Today, we will have respect. Today, we will have JUSTICE! Rhinehawk, launch all mecha to form an intercept zone between Auditorium and the Iulia Maesa. Do not permit any shuttlecraft onto that ship! What's the delay on my mech?”

“Some trouble getting it started up, Cap...er, Admi...oh damn it...KING Roarke! Karen says it's on its way now.” Avi sounds phlegmatic as always, but you can hear cheers and whistles in the background.

The taxi slews to a stop and Fairchild jumps out, hobbling with her cane, sheer adrenaline carrying her forward.

The other groundcar slews to a stop, Colonel Luxol, General Hatsheput, and their bodyguards piling out, guns in hand, yelling at her to stop. A huge shadow rumbles out of the darkened bay, distracting you, and you turn to see a huge mech looming over yours. It's roughly as large as the Kaiser was when you first found it. A SOUL unit, but not one you recognize and not very impressive compared to some of the others you've seen, black and purple. It draws a beamsaber from its belt with one hand and grabs a rifle down off a rack with the other. You prepare to cut it in half with your Bluegill...when abruptly, the air becomes golden fire.

A huge beam slices through the air, the shockwave knocking people to the ground as it scythes through the mechbay, ripping off the enemy mech's right arm, then again, barely grazing the rifle in its other hand and causing it to explode. The armless SOUL mech reels backwards and falls to the ground, seemingly too shellshocked to try anything else.

You swivel the Bluegill's head, and just as you expected, you spot the Tarrasque stomping towards you, the Kaiser strapped to its back with a squad of Bluegills keeping it balanced. Sirens are going off everywhere, the automatic sprinkler systems are going on, and in the distance you can see that everything remotely flammable in the bay is on fire, including several shuttles.

[Continued]

>>1825290
Oh hey, Big Zam.

>>1825290
>you spot the Tarrasque stomping towards you, the Kaiser strapped to its back with a squad of Bluegills keeping it balanced. Sirens are going off everywhere, the automatic sprinkler systems are going on, and in the distance you can see that everything remotely flammable in the bay is on fire, including several shuttles.

BEST. GIRL.

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>>1825290
Fah you are the best.

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>>1825290
>you spot the Tarrasque stomping towards you, the Kaiser strapped to its back with a squad of Bluegills keeping it balanced

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Fairchild slowly pulls herself up to her feet. Her face is a nightmare, you've never seen so much hatred in a human being before, although you wonder what your own expression is like right now.

“Sir, um, your majesty, that is. There's, ah, a small problem with the cordon. Um, it's your wife. She's...ah...she's doing this.” You receive vidcomms from a Kestrel pilot, showing the Iulia Maesa floating in space.

The Archen is dancing vindictively just inside the range of its CIWS turrets, dancing between the beams. The laser projectors in the vividly scarlet and pink mech's palms rake the ship's catapults, and you can see a few unlucky units similar to the one Fatima scrubbed, although equipped differently, trying to huddle inside them to avoid her. As you watch, one's only surviving limb gets severed, leaving it to drift pathetically.

One tries to line up a sniper rifle, but a pale-blue beam that, while not as big as the Tarrasque's, still packs a grandiose whallop, cores its laser-scarred torso and blasts it to smithereens. You don't need to SEE Miles' face to tell she's cackling. Keith's former S-Slinger doesn't look much different. It's much less fancy, and green and white instead of his awful mishmash of colors...you wonder if Miles got drunk and used the green paint instead of black...and the wings have been replaced with the shell of her old Harpy, forming a sort of armored cape around its shoulders. Or perhaps just crude wings, they seem articulated and clearly contain more thrusters.

[Continued]

>>1825344
>You don't need to SEE Miles' face to tell she's cackling.
Shit fuck Miles is awesome. Only away to make a Gundam truly awesome. Gangster it up.

>>1825344
Honestly, I'm not surprised. Fairchild disrupted the wedding reception.

>>1825344
I see Fah and Siren are competing to see who gets picked firts by Roarke on the honeymoon.

>>1825344
See.. this is what happens when you mess with a Idol's concert. She gets into her giant robot and beats the shit out of your GMs.

>>1825367
We didn't even get to consummate the marriages.

>>1825376
Crime of the goddamn century that is.

>>1825376
That explain why Fah and Siren are so mad. Wonder how Clemmy must feel poor girl must be in tears...and hate.

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>>1825386
Considering it means that the marriages aren't official yet, steaming mad.

>>1825386
Ten Swords, dozens of GMs.

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The largest Harpy you've ever seen rockets by, returning to human form just long enough to cut a flanking enemy down with a beam halberd. The S-Slayer frame stolen from Lysa has been heavily modified, slimmed down, the remnants of Richard's missile boat Harpy Custom remade into bladed fins on each limb that turn it into a dagger-like jet in its other form. Its missile bursts fill the sky with orange light.

You turn your attention to Fairchild. More and more UJCIDF personnel are arriving, you need to do this now. You pop the cockpit and ride the liftwire down.

She hauls herself upright, leaning on her cane, “That Mustang Commando was SOUL property, Starwind. As a member of the Solar System League, you'll be paying for its repairs.” Numerous emotions wash over her face, making it twitch erratically, most noticeably rage and panic as she backs away from you. “How dare you detain me? I am a UJCIDF General, and no matter what your self-proclaimed title is, I will ALWAYS be greater than you.” She spreads her arms wide, “King of the Belt? Don't make me laugh! What do you really control, right now? Half a dozen colonies!? A few hundred mecha!? I have ARMIES! I have SOUL! I have conquered ENTIRE WORLDS! What makes you think you have the right to stand before me so arrogantly!? What makes you think you're even in the same LEAGUE to call yourself my equal, you filthy space trash!? I am GENERAL HERMIONE FAIRCHILD! THE ranking General of the UJCIDF! Everything you have can be taken from you without me lifting a finger, didn't that pathetic Five Man Band prove that to you already today!? I'll ask you one more time, HOW DARE YOU GET IN MY WAY!?”

“Justice.” You reply simply, putting on your gloves.

She sneers at you, “And what, exactly, are you getting justice for? You chose to live outside the law, you and your people threw away the right to claim the protection of justice.”

>[What say?]

>>1825411
[>Jovan Justice is not the only form of Justice. Especially when people like you corrupt it.

>>1825411
>When the laws are unjust, Just men and women are forced to live outside.

> And now the laws have changed, and you no longer have their protection.

> You were unjust within the law, and now you will be published by that same law which you did not protect but instead perverted.

> Hermione Fairchild, you are under arrest.

>>1825411
>Face it Fairy you're a loser and have always been. It honestly must be a sad life you live, always the bridesmaid never the bride. Lets do a quick count of your failures so far. First you couldn't win your mother's love from your sister, then you couldn't win my Mom's love from my Dad, and now you couldn't win Clemmy's love from me. And now you tried to ruin my wedding, and kill one of my wives. I'm fucking done with your horseshit and trust me I'm gonna enjoy this beating. So go ahead Fairy, make my day.

>>1825411
"The Justice your sister believed in. In the end, you're nothing like her."

>>1825411
Do It!! It's time to name drop we know about her past.
>>1825426

>>1825411
And what makes you think you have the right to stand before me and my people? When you can hardly stand yourself?! and Justice? You shouldn't even be allowed to utter the word, let alone think it. Allying with the Green Skulls, making slaves of innocents. There's no word for scum like you. Scum is too good of a word. I'm not getting in your way, I'm going to crush you and scrape you off my boot. I'm doing the universe a favor, taking out the trash.

>>1825411
have only one thing to add for the end of this.
"Third and Final time. Do you think My Mother would be proud of you for all the suffering you caused and the lives you destroyed?"

>>1825411
"For the Innocents you've slain, the lives you've ruined, and nation you disgraced. This is the end, Fairchild. You've lost."

Also, should we show that we have proof of Fairchild's wrong doings? Show we know about Rainy Morning and the prison, or wait until she goes full evil witch?

>>1825462
We already know its just not something we really have to say since we've told people.

>>1825462
Nah. Wait until she's in court.
>>1825411

Maybe point out that she's under arrest for being a suspect in the attempted murder of a Jovian Citizen.

>>1825467
True, but it seems that even now, Fairchild seems to act less like a person who knows the jig is up, and still thinks Rainy Morning will work.
>>1825470
Don't think she will survive that long.

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>>1825470
>Thinking she'll get to court

>>1825481
This. Giving her too many chances to pull favors. Time to make a real damn example. This shit doesn't fly anymore.

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No more appropriate moment for this image than now.

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“How dare you dirty that word with your lying tongue.” You shake your head. “There are courts besides Jovian courts, there is justice besides the Jovian justice you have perverted. True justice exists beyond the law, and when laws are unjust, just men and women can be forced to live outside them, while people like you remain within the law and yet are still unjust...only, you couldn't do that, could you? You became greedy. You failed to protect the law, but instead perverted it, covering up crimes that even a space pirate is disgusted by. For everything I've stolen and everyone I've kidnapped, you've despoiled and enslaved a thousand times over. For every enemy I've killed, you've betrayed and murdered an ally. I'm not in your way, Fairchild, you're in mine, an obstacle to my people having a future. This is for justice, real justice, the justice the sister you never could live up to believed in.”

Her lips peel away from her teeth like a baboon showing its fangs, “My sister...” Her voice is thick with contempt, “That idealistic slut. Everything was easy for her, I understand that now, she never had to make any hard choices. From birth until death, it was one straight line skyward. Don't talk to me about someone you don't know!”

You shake your head, “I know her better than you did. Just as I know my mother better than you did. And Clemmy. Do you think they would be proud of you? Hermione Fairchild, you are under arrest.”

“Not yet I'm no-AGGH!” She goes for her pistol, but as she draws it, there's a bang from behind you and the weapon goes flying out of her hand, along with a couple of fingers. She clutches her ruined hand against her chest, staggering backwards with a look of agony on her face.

“Colonel Luxol, sir, I'm afraid that as you are the ranking officer of SOUL present I must turn myself in to you for the crime of assaulting a prisoner.” Keith Young intones tonelessly, chambering the next round in his rifle.

“You were defending an allied sovereign, my lad, I'm sure it's alright.” Trevor Luxol gives Keith a worried look, “...You look a bit...feverish, are you sure you don't want to go be with your woman?”

He shakes his head, “Colonel Stern can protect Lysa from any more of this witch's assassins better than I can. I'd only get in the way of the doctors. Besides, I want to see justice done.”

“Glad to hear it, my boy. Would you like to read her list of crimes in detail? They are rather substantial.” The Colonel asks uneasily as Keith focuses through his rifle's optic on General Fairchild, who is continuing to scream and clutch her hand.

“No thank you, sir. They sicken me, and it would take too long.” Keith's voice is oddly toneless. "Beating me was one thing, but Lysa...Lysa is her own blood. Someone who would do something like that isn't even a criminal, criminals at least are human. This is something lower, like a flatworm or an aphid."

[Continued]

>>1825513
>“Not yet I'm no-AGGH!” She goes for her pistol, but as she draws it, there's a bang from behind you and the weapon goes flying out of her hand, along with a couple of fingers. She clutches her ruined hand against her chest, staggering backwards with a look of agony on her face.
Oh. My. God. Becky. Keith's balls just dropped.

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>>1825513
>a flatworm or an aphid
I recognize those insults!

How many crimes has she done that Roarke wants to kill her for? The only ones I remember are killing CCC, threatening to rape one of our waifus, blaming Suleiman on us, and ruining the wedding.

>>1825528
Fuck, allowing Suleiman to happen in the first place? That Martian piece of shit? Also, we aren't just acting for us anymore with her, she's done so much heinous crap it's for everyone. True justice.

>>1825526
Flatworms and Aphids act to their natures. This is something beyond that.

>>1825539
Sure we're doing it for other people too, but its still mostly for us.

>>1825528
She was behind the use of the Greenskull Circlets, so any crime related to them and the green skulls are linked to her. Likewise, her hit cost us friends and our captain.
So Rashad, Galbady, Cabot, all their crimes plus shit like Paley's world are her fault. Also, trying to kill the senate and trying to be tyrant queen of jupiter.
>>1825513
Still.. a list that even Jesus considers too long.

>>1825549
Oh, don't get me wrong. This is still super personal. t's just that she's done so much shit that the whole System deserves a lick in. She stonewalled fucking Bluegill Joe for fucks sake. Satan wouldn't even fuck with an artist of that magnitude.

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“Kill you! I'll KILL YOU!” Fairchild screams, angry tears spilling down her face. She grabs her PC, taps a program, and speaks into it, “Rose Queen, to me! Kill everyone else! Destroy their mecha! Don't let anyone but me survive!” She grins vindictively at you, “You...you think I'm ever truly without my mech!?”

A strangely flower-like white and pink mech materializes from where it was concealed behind active camouflage, a small cloud of whirling, seed-shaped drones surrounding it, each glowing as its weapons charge up...

...and a hail of long, slender drills and beam sabers promptly rip it to pieces, shredding it thoroughly, each drone exploding like a cherry bomb. Her mech is annihilated in seconds as the Anseis and S-Flowerhorn's drones rip hers apart, the two close-combat mecha pouncing on it like rival lions on a gazelle. The shriek of ripping metal is deafening as they tear through its beautiful, petals-shaped beam shields and rip it limb-from limb, and then shred those limbs into fragments.

Yet Fairchild is still smiling madly. “Jovian squads are groups of THREE, Starwind! Do you know why it's called a Mustang COMMANDO?” She laughs insanely as a second black-and-purple mech like the one Fatima disarmed materializes from stealth, beamsaber held high to obliterate you as it marches forward.

You have about half a second to wonder why Fatima doesn't open fire on it, too, before you have your answer in the form of two pilebunker rods piercing through the back of the Mustang Commando's knees and driving it to the ground. Lightning crackles over its form as the S-Betta presses its knee into the larger mech's back, holding it down and administering a punishing dose of voltage.

Fairchild's face goes white, and she screams into her PC, “Iulia Maesa! This is your commander, open fire with the main batteries! I repeat, open fire on my location! Burn it all! Destroy this whole damned colony! Leave nothing but ash!”

[Continued]

>>1825553
And those are only the crimes he knows she did.

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>>1825578
Hah-hah Can we get a chance for a one liner before we kill her Wong?

>>1825578
So.. this is what it's like to achieve S-rank in a scenario.

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>>1825578
So this is what all the dice were rolled for.

>>1825578
>groups of three

pff and we come with six beautifull women fairy

>>1825602

Oh I rolled way more dice offscreen.

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>>1825613
When this scene is over, I request to know if we had done everything possible to fuck up Fairchild's day.

>>1825613
How much did our team crush it?

>>1825622
Oda is claiming Fairchild's ship as the Yamato. He's totally going to make it look like the ship.

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“Mmm...sorry, no can do, General.” An insouciant voice answers her.

“Are you afraid of them!? Coward, the Iulia Maesa is the strongest ship in the UJCIDF! Open fire, or I'll kill you and everyone you've ever LOVED!” She howls, her blotchy, tear-streaked face looking positively deformed.

“Tell you what, let me put you on hold while I go ask the Major what he wants to do.” There's a click, and a song starts to play.

'Some folks are born made to wave the flag, ooh they're red, white, and blue!'

“...Those sneaky bastards, when did they do that?” Trevor Luxol remarks, his look of worry transforming into a grin.

“What?” She stares disbelievingly at her PC.

'And when the band plays Hail To The Chief, ooh they point the cannon at you! Lawd!'

“Oh, hey, Credence Clearwater Revival, that's 'Fortunate Son'.” You remark. “Yeah, those are references to the American Flag and the American President's theme song.”

“...What?” She asks again,

'It ain't me! It ain't me! I ain't no senator's son! It ain't me! It ain't me! I ain't no fortunate one!'

[Continued]

>>1825634
OH SNAP BOY

>>1825634
>It Ain't Me echoes through out Auditorium.

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>>1825634
Good Lads.

>>1825634
>“Oh, hey, Credence Clearwater Revival, that's 'Fortunate Son'.” You remark. “Yeah, those are references to the American Flag and the American President's theme song.”

Roarke is really just a big nerd.

>>1825653
It's History Buff. Get correct.

>>1825656
Just another kind of nerd biatch.

>>1825658
A nerd is: an unstylish, unattractive, or socially inept person; especially : one slavishly devoted to intellectual or academic pursuits.

A history buff just likes to know about a certain period, ya dunce.

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“Oh, the Major says he's busy figuring out how the drink machine on his new ship works. Also that we're not doing that. Enjoy prison you corrupt bitch.” The voice on the line is gleefully cheerful, “Now let's just lock the mechbays and deactivate the catapults so no more of her troops can get out.”

“D-do you think we could simulate a hull breach so the automatic antivac partitions seal off the hallways?” Another voice asks.

“Nah, no need. Just activate Emergency Drill 31B, it sets them off. Boom, no rescue team for this bridge crew.” A third voice, a bit more rustic, chimes in, “This is some good coffee, must be an expensive blend.”

“GET OUT OF THAT! IT'S MINE! THAT WHOLE SHIP IS MINE! YOU LITTLE RATS!” Fairchild shrieks into her PC.

Trevor Luxol raises his voice, “Garret, do inform Major Wedge that all three of you can expect a commendation for this. You just prevented the mass murder of an entire colony and the effective dissolution of the SSL. After all, I doubt the Martians or surviving pirates would forgive us for allowing so many of their leaders to be killed off.”

“HOW DID YOU EVEN GET ONTO MY SHIP!?” She howls.

“Oh gee, how did three ranking SOUL officers get onto the SOUL flagship in the absence of any officers who could tell us to fuck off? We flew right in!”The first voice sounds delightfully pleased with itself.

“A-Amos told them we were reinforcements in case things turned u-ugly...”

General Hatsheput sighs happily, clasping her hands together, “It's so nice to see SOUL doing what it's supposed to do! Yes, we might not even have to ask the media to edit this story, it's proof that SOUL is capable of self-policing and WHOLLY answerable to the Jovian government instead of to its commanding General!”

[Continued]

>>1825697
Thunderbird, is your shit eating grin as big as the one I have right now? Because this is gold.

>>1825697
How could this honestly get any worse for Fairy?

>>1825710
space ghost of our mother appearing and telling her shes a pile of trash?
quick, someone find us a Newtype

>>1825710
>>1825697

>[Continued]

oh boy oh boy this is juicy!!

>>1825709
Its pretty big right now I would have much preferred to fight her and stomp her shit in, but it is what it is.

>>1825710
Roarke's mom coming back from the dead to tell her whata bitch she's become?

>>1825721
>Become

>>1825717
>This entire situation causes Fairchild to become a NewType
>She gets bombarded by everyone she killed or ruined calling her a monster, followed by mom saying she is Disappointed in her. This causes her to lose it and her mind.
>Bruce Kelly then knees her in the cunt. While calling her a cunt.

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>>1825729
>>Bruce Kelly then knees her in the cunt. While calling her a cunt.

>>1825729
i am okay with this

>>1825729
>Her own mother shows up and tells her she's always been a disappointment and that she did love her sister more.

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Fairchild stares at her as though she's grown a second head, “Y-you can't do this publicly. You wouldn't dare. Think of the MORALE effect! SOUL...no, the UJCIDF...would never recover!”

General Hatsheput's smile only widens, “Everyone who's served under you will understand, and when the extent of your crimes are revealed, the difficulties we've had during this war and with the implementation of SOUL will be completely understandable. It's troubling to know someone has an unpleasant cancer, but gladdening to know that the tumor was successfully removed.”

“I made SOUL what it is!” Fairchild growls, her clothes wet with blood from her severed fingers, only sheer, animalistic anger seemingly keeping her from fainting with agony.

“Your personal army.” You note, “Which it isn't...sorry, it isn't, right?” You look at Hatsheput and Luxol, who both nod in agreement.

“I conquered Qu'lir!” Fairchild roars. “I made the Belt safe!”

Luxol sighs theatrically, “No. General Oman's troops stationed on Qu'lir along with Major Wedge's SOUL unit conquered Qu'lir. You just showed up at the end and tried to take credit for it. How stupid do you think we are? How stupid do you think my father is? Do you really believe anyone important was fooled?”

“You tried to sabotage my ship and my mission to get rid of me and Roarke Starwind.” Regina Hatsheput huffs, “You didn't make the Belt safe, he did! By defeating you and your pawns!” She points at you.

Fairchild snarls, “You have no proof! No proof of anything! Make all of the accusations you like, you have no evidence I've done anything wrong!”

“On the contrary.” General Hatsheput takes out her PC, and activates a holoscreen.

General Fairchild stares at it, “What...is that?”

“That.” General Hatsheput explains patiently, “Is a bill. Specifically a thorough and complete accounting of all the damage you have done to UJCIDF property over the years. That furnishings fund your ships come with isn't part of your salary, it's not for you, it comes from the taxpaying citizens of Jupiter's colonies, to maintain our ships in good order. Credits you have been wasting and thus, indirectly, stolen from the taxpayer.”

“Indirectly is a matter of perspective.” Colonel Luxol notes.

“Vandalism.” Fairchild's voice is flat with disgust, “You're putting me on trial for vandalism.”

[Continued]

>>1825785
>Capone was nailed by a tax invasion charge. What makes you any different?

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“Oh no!” General Hatsheput titters, “That would be ridiculous, one little fine...well, not so little, you have VERY expensive taste...”

“Hey, who dented this bulkhead?” Garret Luxol remarks over Fairchild's PC. You suddenly understand why she was limping. You'd wager it's the one near the comms station that she kicked.

“...And very little restraint. Anyway, one little fine and you would be back to duty. Only, a bill passed by the Senate approximately fourteen years ago, the Colonial Readiness and Upkeep Act, contains a provision whereby excessive vandalism of UJCIDF property is upgraded from vandalism to sabotage. Now, given that you never bothered to find an excuse for the fact that former Lieutenant Farragut's room was torched and had to be completely reupholstered shortly after her...ahem...retirement...and the fact that I can attest personally to the fact that the Jaburo's command desk was damaged when I got it...oh, and the security camera footage showing you breaking several desks, I think it's a rather open and shut case. Sabotage, by the way, carries a mandatory prison sentence unless it can be proven that it was done under threat of blackmail or coercion. Oh, you won't be there for the rest of your life, but you won't be able to threaten, bribe, or blackmail anyone while we finish making sure that the evidence we have linking you to several more serious crimes is completely legitimate, which it already seems to be. Missing S-Slayers, the death of a UJCIDF General, whatever you did to erase the fact that Bethany Cabot PRIOR to being made your aide was in military prison for the gruesome things she did to 'teach a lesson' to local farmers who protested the establishment of a military base on their planet...oh yes, and the rapes, the numerous reported rapes by frightened young women who mysteriously recanted their testimony the moment they realized they would have to face you again. Ah! And how could I forget your involvement with a prison colony on Titan using the same technology that the Green Skulls CONVENIENTLY had after they CONVENIENTLY acquired an S-Slayer and former Martian Commodore Rashad Abujamal CONVENIENTLY happened to possess and use on his betrothed after murdering her father. He was a close ally of yours, wasn't he? At least, before you hung him out to dry. Oh, and the fact that there is footage of you ordering a detachment of those Avalonian PoWs, along with their mecha...which absolutely should NOT have been kept at a prison camp in the first place...to Europa, where they attempted to attack the Senate in session this morning.” She smiles, “Chairman Luxol sends his compliments, King Roarke, and expresses his personal fond wishes for your nuptials and regret at not being able to attend.”

[Continued]

>>1825785
And thus countless tables, desks, and pieces of furniture have been avenged.

>>1825790
> She smiles, “Chairman Luxol sends his compliments, King Roarke, and expresses his personal fond wishes for your nuptials and regret at not being able to attend.”

Oh hey she figured out how to make Fairy have an even worse day.

>>1825731

To be fair you guys earned every drop of her suffering through your hard-won dice rolls.

Speaking of which, give me a few 1d10+20s.

>>1825792
And the cries of a thousand Jovian furniure makers suddenly cried out in terror and were suddenly silenced.

Rolled 6 + 20 (1d10 + 20)

>>1825801
UPPAH

Rolled 4 + 20 (1d10 + 20)

>>1825801

Rolled 7 + 20 (1d10 + 20)

>>1825801
And here comes Meridian.

Rolled 1 + 20 (1d10 + 20)

>>1825801
Huzzah!

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Rolled 4 + 20 (1d10 + 20)

>>1825801

>>1825803
>How am I going to put my children through Space College now?

Rolled 6 + 20 (1d10 + 20)

>>1825801

Rolled 5 + 20 (1d10 + 20)

>>1825801
Oh boy

Rolled 4 + 20 (1d10 + 20)

>>1825801
ERECTION

Rolled 1, 3, 7, 10 = 21 (4d10)

>>1825805
>>1825806
>>1825808
>>1825809

Rolled 10 (1d10)

>>1825827
I really don't like the look of that 10

Rolled 2 (1d10)

>>1825831

What if I told you it was Fairchild's stun/shock roll?

>>1825832
She is...very stunned by these charges?

Rolled 6, 5 + 1 = 12 (2d6 + 1)

>>1825832

Oh, herp, so used to using 1d10 I forgot your actual fist damage with the gloves...

>>1825832
Considering I was expecting we were dodging yes its alot better.

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“H-how?” Fairchild stammers, then she looks over your shoulder, and grows as stiff as a board, her face turning white. A hopeful smile spreads across it as Clemmy marches past you in her white uniform, her face determined, “C-Clemmy? You...you're here to save me? Even now? Oh thank you, thank y-!”

Clemmy unhesitatingly lifts her left arm and slams her open palm across Fairchild's cheek so hard it knocks her off balance and sends her stumbling back, her injured leg giving out and dropping her to the floor, “How could you, Fairy? How could you!?” Her lower lip quivers, “Even today, you have to try and spoil everything! Why couldn't you just be happy for me!? Today was my wedding day! My wedding day!”

“Y-you ungrateful little bitch!” Fairchild snarls, clutching her face. She surges back to her feet, lifting her cane to strike, but Clemmy is faster, and this time it's not an open hand she uses. It's her fist. Blood sprays into the air from Fairchild's busted lip, and a tooth flies out of her mouth.

“I get it now. You didn't save me because you're a good person, or because we're friends. You just wanted to use me, just like...just like that man...” Clemmy's voice is dazed. She shakes her head, and clenches her fist, tears trickling down her face, “Y-you never saw me as...as a person at all, d-d-did you? I HATE you, Fairy! I never want to see you again!” She turns and marches away.

It's a mistake. Fairchild lunges for her dropped cane, and whips the cover off the narrow, stiletto-like blade inside it. Apparently she did learn something from Colonel Stern. It's not enough, not remotely enough.

[Continued]

>>1825834
..did we just kill fairchild?

>>1825839
Fairy just doesn't know when to give up, huh?

>>1825841
Potentially considering 12 head hits is alot.

>>1825841
i think Clemmy did

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>>1825839
Oh yes please.

>>1825844
do we have the Bloody Mess perk? i wanna have Fairchilds body explode

>>1825841

If you had hit her in the head there she absolutely would have died, no questions asked.

>>1825851
Well considering how much hate he has he might have subconsciously used void fist.

>>1825854
I would rather choke her or just crush her wind pipe.

Rolled 5, 2 + 1 = 8 (2d6 + 1)

>>1825852
I guess you rolled the senate attack scenario yourself? How bad was the damage, any senators killed? What did the paetorian guard roll out to defend the senate?

>>1825866

I promise you'll see EVERYTHING that happened with that soon.

>>1825863
..out of curiosity, how much body does Fairchild have?

>>1825860
Give her the mountain treatment.

>>1825868

8. She's actually a very credible ace, hence the absolute cockblocking of going down this way with her fancy ship and fancy mech and good combat skills being useless to her.

Rolled 3 (1d10)

>>1825867
Thank you kindly mr wong

Rolled 5 (1d10)

>>1825876

Oh, right, she should've gotten shocked by the disarm too, she's lost one roll to hold her weapon...then passed versus the shock twice, let's see how she handles the third one.

>>1825879

Oh, wait, that doesn't matter. I shouldn't have bothered. You'll see.

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As she lunges, you're already in motion. You stiffen your hand into a blade and bring it down on her wrist. She screams in pain as the weapon drops from her hand, but you're not done. Fuck the law, they can have her when you're done, maybe, but NOBODY tries to stab your wife and gets to keep that hand, “Another woman you've hurt for the last time.” Your voice is a chainsaw growl, low and ominous.

She snarls defiantly at you. “These women you keep talking about, do you think they can still wound me? Don't you understand? I've grown past that! I realized something, after you slaughtered Bethany for the crime of loving me with such beautifully foolish intensity. I realized these wounds you've given me are my armor, my weapons, I grow stronger each time you strike me. Do you know why?” She strains against your grip as you grab her wrist, bend her elbow outwards, and twist her arm sharply to the side, her words coming as fast and sharp as bullets from a gatling gun, “Because I have a cause! I'm keeping the promise I made to your mother! She had the potential to be a hero, but the trauma she endured was too great, and she CHOSE to fade into obscurity! But I loved her enough to take up her mantle, unworthy though I was, and swore to protect Jupiter myself! I vowed to make sure Jupiter endures forever! Everything I have done was towards that end! Terra will never have cause to destroy Jupiter so long as I make sure we're useful and the leash is tiAAAAAAIIEEE!”

You brutally hammer her elbow once with your other fist. Her elbow pops like a twig snapped underfoot, twisting, the tissue ripping. From the grinding sound, you know the bones are shattered into countless splinters, and as you pull your fist back blood drips from where bone shards stick out through her skin in nearly a dozen places. Her arm is more than useless, it's gone unless she gets immediate medical attention. You don't care. Her body twitches from the electric currents that race through it, but her eyes are still conscious and hateful.

You draw back your fist and slug her so hard her teeth shower like pebbles tossed up by the wheels of a groundcar, rattling across the floor, obliterating the bone structure of that carefully maintained face and sending her flying, body momentarily horizontal, before she crashes unconscious to the floor.

[Continued]

>>1825886

Goddamn, this was a long time coming but damn if it doesn't feel good.

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>>1825886
Man that feels good.

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“Grow stronger from that.” You start forward, to put your foot on her throat and end her miserable existence, but are drawn up short by Trevor Luxol's hand on your shoulder.

“Enough, King Roarke. She's still a Jovian officer.” He sounds understandably nervous, and the Jovian troops inching forward to sort of try to halfheartedly put themselves between you and the unconscious General look absolutely terrified, “She's committed capital crimes, we all know it, let her be tried under Jovian law and legally put to death. Besides, isn't this too quick? She probably wants it this way, that's why she provoked you.” He looks at her arm, "The muscle tissue is completely shredded, and her other one is missing fingers, not to mention what you did to her face...she'll need a tube in her throat just to keep breathing...do you really want her to just pass on while unconscious? Think, your majesty!"

>[“Add attempted murder to her charges and I'll let you take her into custody.”]
>[Kill her now]

>>1825891

>[“Add attempted murder to her charges and I'll let you take her into custody.”]

Better to let her live under the stigma of being a crippled felon, that's worse than being dead.

At least this way things can always get worse for her.

>>1825891
>>[“Add attempted murder to her charges and I'll let you take her into custody.”]
drag it out. i want to break her

>>1825891
>When she gets the death penalty I want to be the executioner
There you go a nice compromise.

>>1825891
>>[“Add attempted murder to her charges and I'll let you take her into custody.”]

>>1825886
>>1825891
>>[“Add attempted murder to her charges and I'll let you take her into custody.”]
Oh I know I am going to regret this. I know she'll come back to haunt us. But at the same time, that felt good enough, that if she does escape, I'll just be giddy at the chance.

>>1825891
>[“Add attempted murder to her charges and I'll let you take her into custody.”]
>>1825898
I'll back Thunderbirds Savagery

>>1825891
>>1825898
>[“Add attempted murder to her charges and I'll let you take her into custody.”]
Also this since it makes sense.

>>1825891
kill her. Not!Cena's boss is still out there and he could still use Fairchild's secrets and connections. Consider it mercy frm our mother.

>>1825891
>[“Add attempted murder to her charges and I'll let you take her into custody.”]

Welp missed most of it but caught the end of dealing with one of our 'ON THE LIST' foes.
(I thought it was moved to Thursday for some reason woops).

Highlights for this session have been
>I somehow like Young now. Something I thought wouldn't happen ever.
>And It's finally over, there's just one last loose end from the beginning now. (Well two/three if you count the businesses covering up stuff involving our parents deaths but Roarke probably considers stealing all their stuff balancing it out).

>>1825904
It isn't that savage its just saying if she does get executed they let us do it.

>>1825891
>a jovian grunt
>get cushy job as escort to auditorium
>shit hits the roof
>watch King Roake punch out a gil with his bare hand
>have to get between him and a traitor so as to arrest said traitor.

Poor grunts.

>>1825927
And before this they saw us punch a Harpy to death.

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You casually shrug his hand off your shoulder, but stop moving forward, “Isn't it bad luck to kill someone on one's wedding day?” You ask, looking upwards at the roof of the mechbay.

You see Luxol visibly relax, “I do believe it is.” He replies, relief not entirely hidden in his voice.

“Add another count of attempted murder to her charges. You all saw it. Two counts, she drew that gun on me, then tried to stab my queen.” You announce, “Open and shut case, guaranteed prison time, make it happen while you prove the rest.”

You see Clemmy give you a tearful smile. You can tell she wants to say something, but for once she's being patient.

Your blood boils just thinking of that wicked bitch trying to hurt the girl she professed to want so badly, “...And when you do find her guilty, I demand justice for the wrongs she's done to my people. For Suleiman 1. After all, the Suleiman colonies are legally mine.” Suleiman 1 wasn't at the time, but that's a technicality, “As the heir to Sheikh Ahmad's properties and the husband of his eldest daughter, and as someone who rescued those people from the Green Skulls, I demand the right to execute her personally.”

You see the Colonel blanch.

You raise your eyebrow, “Is that too barbaric for you? Can you deny she deserves it?”

He shakes his head, “It's unquestionably barbaric, but...we are on your colony and circumstances are...complicated. I'll speak to my father, at least. I doubt he's inclined to be lenient to her in any case.” He tries to reassure you. There's a pause, then he asks quietly, “Some of the soldiers were whispering that the Harpy that attacked the stadium was defeated by you.”

You nod.

“That you beat it down with your bare hands. That you...that you punched out a mech without even your gloves on.” His voice is uneasy.

“You strike me as the sort of commander who has faith in his own men, Colonel. It's a good trait to have, especially when they tell you the truth.” You shrug.

“By Jove...” He whispers, his normally unflappable face pale and tinged with sweat.

You pat him on the shoulder, “Make sure your father hears my request from you. I want him to take it seriously.” With that, you walk away as Fairchild's ruined body is loaded onto a gurney. You know that when she wakes up, it will be to unimaginable agony and the walls of a prison hospital.

[Continued]

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“Considerably more than two, we all heard her order the Iulia Maesa to fire on the colony, and attacking with mecha and explicitly demanding they kill everyone present...at best, her advocate in court can plead mental illness, but still, the pre-existing pattern will call that into question. Regardless, she's finished as an officer. This investigation has been going on for a long, long time, Roarke...er, King Roarke...” Regina smiles awkwardly, trying not to look at the mess you've made of Fairchild, “But thanks to you it all finally went somewhere. You foiled her schemes and made her so angry she couldn't cover her tracks properly anymore. Who knows how many people you saved? Or how many you've avenged?”

Your heart goes out to the poor woman, “Roarke will do. We're friends, aren't we? After all, I couldn't have beaten the Green Skulls without the Jaburo.”

Her smile gains a little more life, “Thank you, Roarke. For everything. Since Phaeton is a proper nation now, Mohammed and I...well...we have a lot more options, and, um, and one of those really...the...the timing couldn't be better.” She puts a hand on her stomach, “We're not sure yet, but...” She blushes and looks away, “It could just be stress my body is reacting to, we'll know soon enough.”

“Congratulations.” You remark, “Don't overwork yourself, you've done more than enough.”

She sighs, “She was always a bitter little girl, even at the Academy. Always trying so hard, always looking down on everyone else. I'm sure she had a soul once, but whether or not all of the twistiness inside her was her own doing or not, it's the choices she made that led her here...but part of me wishes I'd reached out to her when we were still children.”

You shake your head, “I understand, but I don't think it would have helped. I'm not the best at knowing what other people are thinking, but it seems to me that having people she thought she cared about didn't do anything to fix what was wrong with her. I bet my mother tried to do just that, and look how things turned out.”

She sighs and nods, then perks up abruptly, “Oh, right, that reminds me!” She looks over your shoulder, “Before you pounce on your husband, miss former Lieutenant, your full pension was finally approved. A very angry Martian woman left over thirty extremely harsh complaints with the department that handles such things. I'll spare you the very personally insulting things she said to those pure bureaucrats, but she said something about you being forced into menial labor and it being undignified given your station. You might want to thank her at some point. I'll leave you to your husband. Be nice to him now.” She shoves your shoulder lightly, and you feel Clemmy's arms wrap around you from behind.

[Continued]

>>1825994
ATTA BOY MOE

>>1825994
>Moe knocked up his waifu before we did
Sasuga Roarke.

>>1825998
If a Cake wants a child, the cake will get a child. They are a crafty sort.

I've missed like ten threads the fuck is even happening?

How are we a king now? I want /tg/ back.

>>1826007
Fatima's cousin aint gonna like the fact that Regina beat her

>>1826015
Better get archive bingeing then anon.

>>1826015
dude, its been way more than ten threads
let it go m8, let it go. the pain will fade

>>1825886
>Terra will never have cause to destroy Jupiter so long as I make sure we're useful and the leash is tiAAAAAAIIEEE!”
Well thats not ominous at all.

>>1826015

It's been much more than ten threads since we were on /tg/. You managed to negotiate to REMOVE AVALON from the Belt in exchange for recognition as an independent nation, which benefits Mars and Jupiter because they don't have to spend their resources defending it or strategically trying to counterbalance each other. Since you only have one real rival left in the Belt, and official recognition as a SSL member state, you declared yourself Pirate King.

>>1826020
I know that it's been like, forty or fifty? Since the split.
No, Hiro killed too many boards.

>>1826023
>Since you only have one real rival left in the Belt, and official recognition as a SSL member state, you declared yourself Pirate King.
Coolio.

Terra is still big and scary and looming with their Evas, I take it?

So which of the waifus get preggers first.

Rolled 2, 3, 3, 5, 2, 2 = 17 (6d6)

>>1826030
Lets ask the dice, again. Rolling in order acquired.

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>>1826030
Sam, obviously.

>>1826031
Whos number 4? Clemmy?

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>>1826033
That's the psycho one, right?

Internet, stop fucking me.

>>1826037
Sam, Karen, Rosita, Clemmy, Fatima, Lori.

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>>1826041
>He rolled for Sam
>Captcha is a street sign that says bang on it
Something fishy's going on.

I don't use the rolls because every time you do Karen has a LITTER of babies. She's probably getting pregnant first just from that, though.

>>1826044
The extra phat have extra space.

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>>1826039
No, the Martian.

>>1826044
The only baby Karen needs is the Kaiser

Now I need to sleep. Stop running so late, dammit Wong.

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The blonde woman's face is wet with tears as she nuzzles your neck, “R-Roarkey, I'm so sorry, I didn't want it to end up like this...”

“There isn't anything to be sorry about, you did nothing wrong, and you know it. Come on, don't blame yourself for her choices, you're better than that.

“This isn't how I thought our wedding day would go...” She mumbles, “I...I thought it would be happy...you must be miserable with all of this trouble.”

“Not at all.” NOPE! In fact, punching Fairchild made you feel absolutely fantastic once you get past the sheer anger. It's been a really good day, in retrospect, even by the standards of wedding days. “I got to fight for you, and that's always worth it.”

She sniffles, then wails, sobbing into your shoulder. The tears are mixed, somewhere between sad and happy, “Y-you w-w-were fantastic. So brave and...and you really punched out a mech, didn't you? I wasn't hallucinating, was I? I'm so lucky, such a lucky girl to have a husband like you.” She nuzzles you.

“Roarke!” Samantha slips through the crowd and hugs you from the front while Clemmy growls in quiet complaint, “I...I saw everything and heard it all...you were so heroic, and...and we finally beat her, didn't we? I almost can't believe it.” She rests her head on your chest, smushing her cheek against your pectoral muscles with a happy sigh.

“Ahem. Girls. Neither of you is permitted to steal our dear husband. Remember, tonight, all six of us are sharing him. Now, it took some research and creativity...” Fatima snuggles up against your side.

“Oui. We 'ad to look at dirty pictures, non?” Loriette is abruptly on your other side, and Fatima barely hides her scowl as the four women surround you, “It was tres amusing, but we found ways.”

Samantha grumbles, “I can't believe I have to deal with naked girls on my wedding night...it's so gross.”

Fatima pats her head, “This is for Roarke, remember that. Besides, YOU always seem to find ways to sneak him off and steal him, more than your fair share. For this one night, we will all pleasure him together, working as a squad. It's good for teamwork. Besides, since you made your feelings about women plain...and honestly, I agree...we're doing this in a hot tub. The steam should be more than sufficient, and cool drinks will be provided.”

“Just think of it as a reverse gangbang.” Clemmy chirps, her predatory smile right by your ear.

Loriette giggles.

Colonel Luxol meets your eye, reading the situation at a glance, and gives you a salute of profound respect.

You need that support. For all you've been through today, your greatest challenge yet lies ahead. Tonight is a six-on-one battle against aces in the martial art of womanhood.

By the way, and I meant to make this announcement earlier and forgot, about running late...unfortunately, it will keep happening. You see, the business I work for is expanding, and with it so do my responsibilities.

When this quest began I got off work at 7:00 EST. This has been pushed back, and pushed back, and as of Monday I'll officially be working until 9:00 PM EST every weekday. However, games will run later, and I might run more on the weekends. I'm sorry about this, but...it's the way the business world works. He who stays late, gets paid great.

>>1826067
It's all good. Thus was a pretty good transition point too.

>>1826067
Eh we went about a year and a half and over 95 threads without something like this happening so you should feel pretty good.

>>1826074
we're Space CKII now arent we? now that we have a proper nation.

>>1826067
S'alright. Sleep is for the weak and I am able to keep pushing. Still, can we can get a look at some of the stuff that made this possible?

GAME RESUMES TOMORROW BY THE WAY!

>>1826070

Honestly, today marks the end of an arc, because Fairchild finally lost her status.

>>1826077

Like what? I'm staying up another half hour and am happy to answer questions.

>>1826078

Feels so good to final have this thread resolved.

>>1826078
So was their any secret boss we missed this arc?

>>1826079
Those behind the scene rolls.

>>1826079
The behind the scene rolls are one, but more along the lines of what could fairchild put on the table? Stuff like taking on Cabot and Joe likely changed things up a lot, and there is also Caesar, but I am sure there are other things I missed too.

>>1826081

Oh, well, honestly the Rose Queen wasn't QUITE entirely statted but I still had that fight rolled out with the Anseis and Flowerhorn.

I say "fight" but it was sort of a massacre, just a huge slathering of dice.

Also Samantha versus the one Mustang Commando. Fatima versus the other Mustang Commando you saw for yourselves.

The space stuff was pure fluff. Although SOUL C was able to do that because you'd established a precedent for them being superb commandos during the Qu'lir arc.

>>1826082

I'm not quite sure what you mean by that, could you please explain?

>>1826081

Oh, right, the secret boss. This one had the most linear decision yet. Fighting Bluegill Joe was a given, but Bluegill Joe with the S-Lionfish was the secret boss himself. You chose to fight him in the S-Lionfish instead of just the Blue Fencer, remember?

>>1826090
I do, I just forgot that it was the secret boss. As far as other questions, How did the people who knew we we're training in void fist react to our display? Particularly the people we haven't met yet.

>>1826090
Well. An obvious one would be Cabot. If we didn't kill her, she could have caused trouble during this or even tried to assassinate us or a wife.
Another would have been things like Caesar not going to titan.
Basically, Fairchild came to Auditorium with a huge plan with lots of fail safes. What would a 'exactly as planned' Fairchild fight been like?

>>1826093
Probably with wedding ruined, official sanctions against Phaeton from both the Martian and Jove contigents, and Roarke in chains and broken.

>>1826090
Senate attack? Or will that be tomorrow.

>>1826093
Her just as planned would have been a UJCIDF fleet led by SOUL storming and wrecking auditorium while every last iron kestrel is hunted down.

>>1826092

Lots of people know you go train martial arts up in the mountains, most people don't have any idea a man can beat up a mech and are either disbelieving or in full "holy shit he's a man-god" mode right now.

Colonel Stern is completely unsurprised.

The Gentleman is quite pleased by your acumen at fisticuffs.

The Undefeated is proud of you.

>>1826115
>holy shit he's a man-god
we must capitalize on this

>>1826117
I mean Roarke's already been every woman's dream man since the interview. How much worse can it get after this?

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>>1826119
Blood sacrifices and cult uprisings in any place that isn't Phaeton?

>>1826119
>This is a solid gold statue of Roarke Starwind, King of the belt and a Harpy.
>Roarke Starwind is punching the Harpy
>The Harpy is immense pain.
>It is riddled with spikes.

>>1826119
full 40k style
>golden throne that constantly plays 80's music

>>1826122
so Roarke becomes a Chaos god of Ancient music and traps?

>>1826117
>>1826119

To be honest Roarke's reputation is absolutely terrifying as it stands. Dozens of armed, well-trained men in body armor were frightened to get between you and Fairchild while you were in a moderately armored suit and almost out of Luck points for Void Fist.

>>1826128
How many people outside the colony got to see us splat a mecha? Or were the cameras not rolling?

so how is orgy going to work out when everyone finds out sam is packing more then expected

>>1826135

I don't really think it's a secret anymore mate.

Hasn't been for a very, very long time.

Fairchild isn't good.

Didn't even do the service of being quiet and stoic in defeat or going batshit insane laughing with an actually working autism plan like my favorites.

Good riddance.

Oh and I wanted to know what the bachelorette party was like.

>>1826134
Probably up on /GY/Chan the second Roarke hit the Harpy and the cameraman managed to upload it.

As usual 90% call it fake and gay, 5% show the science to prove its impossible, and the last 5% resigned their daytime jobs to join the Kestrels.

>>1826141
Now we need to prepare ourselfs to figth the final boss. MOTHER FUCKING GENDOU!

>>1826146
>/GY/chans version of //k immediately joins up
>thus begins the adventures of the SPACE /K/ARRIER

>>1826150
That or they join Skunk in the woods of Psyche.

>>1826153
>Skunk and space /k/ommandos go off to find the mythical Murder /k/ube spoken of in Internet legends

>>1826153
>Skunk
>innawoods
>surrounded by plants

>>1826135
Does she even have a functional dick(or a dick at all) by now?

>>1826199
Anon, some parts should always remain a mystery.

I hope there will be a Gretchen segment next session, I'm craving some reactions to this

What if we used lifting rules to determine how a mech carries hand-held Weapons?

>>1826128
Hey Wong, did you notice any of the Starship stuff that was posted ages ago?

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Oh, what a beautiful morning!

You wake up feeling completely rested and shockingly stress-free, stretch contentedly, and sigh happily. You're so rested that you don't even want to snooze despite the cushion of female flesh all around you. You're bright, alert, and full of energy for the day ahead.

“I got to punch Fairchild on my wedding day.” You remark to no one in particular, all six of the women surrounding you still thoroughly exhausted. At least one is snoring. You gently dislodge Samantha, wrapped in a blanket because of her shyness with anyone but you seeing her body, from where she's curled up against your chest, and she whines a little in her sleep. Getting your head out from Red Siren's bust is more difficult, she fell asleep with her fingers wound in your hair. You've never had to do so little work in the bedroom as you did last night with all six of them taking care of you, it was a welcome change, although you wouldn't want it to be the new norm.

You get up, get cleaned up, dress, and shrug on your familiar leather jacket. Soft arms tug on the hem, and as you turn around Karen slips right into your arms with a sleepy smile, completely naked, “Ah...Roarke...” She mumbles, nuzzling your shoulder.

“Good morning, sleepyhead.” You ruffle her hair, hanging long and loose for once.

“Mmmmn...gotta get to the bay and...and do stuff.” She mumbles, shuffling towards the door.

“Wait, Karen, your clothes!” You hurriedly stop her.

“Nnnh?” She blinks at you blearily, “You're all fuzzy. Oh, right.” She grabs her glasses from the bedside table and puts them on. She reaches for her clothes, which are neatly thrown in an untidy pile on the floor with everyone else's...except Samantha's and Fatima's, which are folded neatly, but you stop her.

“Go rest. Take the day off.” You instruct her firmly.

“Wha?” She frowns, “Why?”

“Because working on your wedding day is something you shouldn't have had to do, so the best I can do is make sure you don't work the day after.” You insist.

“But the Kaiser!” She protests blearily.

[Continued]

>>1826880

No, why?

>>1828020
There were proposals for certain kinds of ships for Phaeton's fleet along with stats. I think you said you would take them under consideration.

>>1828026
There is a lot of back log for someone to read, even Wong. Lots of designs can get lost under the currents.

>>1828029
Fair enough. I've got two but another guy posted one as well.

>>1828031
Always a good idea to post them right after a session. Should probably dig up some of my old designs too.

>>1828026

Where would you even make ships?

>>1828069
The ship... store?

>>1828069
That.. is actually a good question. Considering we can't steal vessels from Jovians, does any one of our colonies have a ship yard? Auditorium can work on them, California Station too, but I don't think they can make a battleship from scratch.

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“The Kaiser is just fine.” You push her back towards the massive bed, and she sits down on its edge, pouting.

“Are people going to be calling me Queen Karen now?” She makes a face, “It's weird, I'm not sure I like it.”

“Tell them not to and they won't do it.” You throw a blanket over her.

She grumbles and curls up, “I bet Rosita likes being called 'Your Majesty'...”

“She does.” You admit, patting her head, “Sleep. Then go have fun. I have a little work to do and then I can relax.” After all, Meridian is still out there, somewhere. You're not sure if the Gentleman stuck around or not, it doesn't seem like he came here to do anything but stick his nose into your wedding and get in Meridian's way.

It's amazing how little stress you have right now. Life is so good, you hadn't even realized how much the spectre of Fairchild looming over the Belt had annoyed you. The only question is, what to do first?

>[Go see Lysa Fleur in the hospital]
>[Go see Rebecca Lorde in the brig]
>[Other (Specify)]

>>1828085
Did psyche 16 have a dockyard, or it only had a mech factory? Or am i completly wrong?

>>1828087
>Go see rebecca

>>1828087
>[Go see Rebecca Lorde in the brig]

>>1828087
Wouldn't only our primary wife be a Queen?

And how will succession work?

Will it even matter when the Terrans roflstomp us to hell and back?

>>1828087
>>[Go see Rebecca Lorde in the brig]

>>1828095
>the Terrans are the Mongols for our Space CKII

>>1828087
>>[Go see Rebecca Lorde in the brig]
Let Lysa sleep in considering she is recovering from a case of being shot.
>>1828088
Psyche seems to be mostly mechs and mech research. In time it can be more, but Ships are the sort of thing that will take a long time no matter what.

>>1828069
>>1828077
Hey just jumping into the conversation, sorry, but given the success we've had with modified martian vessels, filling a fast attack and maneuver roll that the Jovians lack in while being more upgunned/armored (for the size of it anyway) than their martian equivalent (and a doctrinal focus on heavy elite/superiority or harassment mecha compliments) would buying more aging vessels, more for their base as a final modified product, be good. I imagine that mars wants to further the "special" relationship and help promote the defeat of avalonian interests in the belt, while at the same time getting rid of second line ships (or just getting the capital to upgrade to the next gen). All this giving them a one up on their frenemies the Jovians whilst not harming their realtionship. In case my bias was unlcear I really like where the rhinehawk went as a ship and feel we should keep on the path so to speak (not that our navy, and its specializations and irregularities produced by eccentric captains and alot of our ships being prize ships, will be uniform). That and even though modifying a ships instead of producing them seems half assed ya got to take a realistic look at your production abilities, and realize that any investment takes away from another one (ex. mecha). Down the line making bad ass vessel from scratch is desired, but for now how about a bit more of what we know and love?

>>1828095
>Wouldn't only our primary wife be a Queen?

Only culture limits a King to only one Queen. The girls are all legal wives with full rights and therefore all Queen Consorts.

>And how will succession work?

I fully expect it to be a meritorious monarchy based completely on which of Roake's descendants is the most badass when the previous one steps down.

>>1828087
Oh and
>[Go see Lysa Fleur in the hospital]

>>1828144
>not Gavelkind for that sick 30% more demesne bonus