The Steel Frontier(Sci-Fi)(Mech)(Open/OOC)

[Deutschess Kaiserreich]

Too late to join?

[Caber]

Too late to join?

I just joined so I think you still can.

On another note any AIP commanders willing to have an assassination attempt performed on them? We can discuss the plan over telegram.

[Xichung]

Too late to join?

It’s all good, you can join!

[Bashriyya]

Seems cool.

[Caber]

It’s all good, you can join!

Just an idea to keep the RP organized, maybe add to the roster where everyone is and what missions and fights are going on so nobody’s lost.

[Bolslania]

Mech name: Wall
Weight: 70 tons
Height: 50 feet
load capacity: 6(how much weaponry a mech can hold, can range from 1-9)
Armor: Super-Heavy(to keep simplistic, vary from super light - super heavy)
Loadout: 1 Ballistic and energy proof shield, one 30mm cannon on arm, 2 rocket pods on shoulders
Appearance: tall, square, shield on left arm, cannon on right, shield covers entire body of mech(post image or don't, but still, give an idea of look)
Classification:

(remove all parentheses and leave the code at the bottom for tracking)
A-1743

Pilot name: John CLark
Age: 27
Gender: M
Description: (height, weight, hair color, etc.) 200 pounds 6'2", black hair, blue eyes, broad shoulders, well muscled
Image: (optional)
Personality:stoic and loyal, he's not one to back down from a fight
Backstory: John Clark was born on Sierra 2-8-9, a space station orbiting Jupiter, he was the only child of Elisa and Chris Clark. For most of his life, he worked as a mechanics mate, until the day the RCMC came to visit. The violence between the RCMC and a insurgent group left him wounded and orphaned, he grew bitter towards the RCMC, so he signed up for a the AIP, where he serves on a warship. (min. of two paragraphs)
Faction AIP (Optional)
Nationality: Jupiterian
Skills: Martial Arts, Mechanical repairs, hacking of simple devices, explosives
Equipment: x1 energy handgun, x1 vibrator knife, mech, NVG, flight suit with kevlar and HUD

P-1894

[Xichung]

App accepted, class heavy

[Ameriganastan]

Mech name: Bilge Rat
Weight: 70 tons
Height: 39 feet
load capacity: 3
Armor: Medium
Loadout: Laser cannon (Right arm), grenade launcher (Left arm), 'Hellscream' Missile launcher mounted on shoulder
Appearance:

Classification: Assault

A-1743

Pilot name: Bartholomew "Bart" Drake
Age: 35
Gender: Male
Description: 6 even, 200 pounds, bald, black goatee, gray eyes, tattoo on face.
Personality: Petty, sadistic, uncaring.
Backstory: Sometimes bad people get their hands on powerful weapons. Which is exactly how one Bart Drake (The last person to call him Bartholomew wound up with a broken jaw) became a mech pilot. Bart was formerly a nobody. A low level thug living on a backwater colony on Titan. Leg breaking, robbery, fight clubs, that sort of thing. His luck changed however during one night at the local watering hole. A rather braggadocios RCMC pilot stopped by for a drink, boasting of all the action he'd seen on his last assignment. Bart was intrigued. And after pouring a few more drinks into him, the drunken fool offered to show Bart his mech. It was his last mistake. After disposing of the body in a ditch, Bart had himself a new toy. And after a quick paint job and new moniker of "Bilge Rat", Bart joined the RCMC as well. He couldn't care less why or what they're fighting for. He's jut having fun blowing shit up in a stolen robot.
Faction RCMC
Nationality: American (By way of Titan)
Skills: Decent hand-to-hand fighter, quick study as a mech pilot, knows how to make a mean whiskey sour.
Equipment: One revolver (Dubbed 'Sweet Thing), one meat cleaver (Mostly for show), one Bowie knife (Not for show).

P-1894

[Xichung]

Mech name: Bilge Rat
Weight: 70 tons
Height: 39 feet
load capacity: 3
Armor: Medium
Loadout: Laser cannon (Right arm), grenade launcher (Left arm), 'Hellscream' Missile launcher mounted on shoulder
Appearance:

(Image)

Classification:

A-1743

Pilot name: Bartholomew "Bart" Drake
Age: 35
Gender: Male
Description: 6 even, 200 pounds, bald, black goatee, gray eyes, tattoo on face.
Personality: Petty, sadistic, uncaring.
Backstory: Sometimes bad people get their hands on powerful weapons. Which is exactly how one Bart Drake (The last person to call him Bartholomew wound up with a broken jaw) became a mech pilot. Bart was formerly a nobody. A low level thug living on a backwater colony on Titan. Leg breaking, robbery, fight clubs, that sort of thing. His luck changed however during one night at the local watering hole. A rather braggadocios RCMC pilot stopped by for a drink, boasting of all the action he'd seen on his last assignment. Bart was intrigued. And after pouring a few more drinks into him, the drunken fool offered to show Bart his mech. It was his last mistake. After disposing of the body in a ditch, Bart had himself a new toy. And after a quick paint job and new moniker of "Bilge Rat", Bart joined the RCMC as well. He couldn't care less why or what they're fighting for. He's jut having fun blowing shit up in a stolen robot.
Faction RCMC
Nationality: American (By way of Titan)
Skills: Decent hand-to-hand fighter, quick study as a mech pilot, knows how to make a mean whiskey sour.
Equipment: One revolver (Dubbed 'Sweet Thing), one meat cleaver (Mostly for show), one Bowie knife (Not for show).

P-1894

Accepted, class assault

[Ameriganastan]

Mech name: Bilge Rat
Weight: 70 tons
Height: 39 feet
load capacity: 3
Armor: Medium
Loadout: Laser cannon (Right arm), grenade launcher (Left arm), 'Hellscream' Missile launcher mounted on shoulder
Appearance:

(Image)

Classification:

A-1743

Pilot name: Bartholomew "Bart" Drake
Age: 35
Gender: Male
Description: 6 even, 200 pounds, bald, black goatee, gray eyes, tattoo on face.
Personality: Petty, sadistic, uncaring.
Backstory: Sometimes bad people get their hands on powerful weapons. Which is exactly how one Bart Drake (The last person to call him Bartholomew wound up with a broken jaw) became a mech pilot. Bart was formerly a nobody. A low level thug living on a backwater colony on Titan. Leg breaking, robbery, fight clubs, that sort of thing. His luck changed however during one night at the local watering hole. A rather braggadocios RCMC pilot stopped by for a drink, boasting of all the action he'd seen on his last assignment. Bart was intrigued. And after pouring a few more drinks into him, the drunken fool offered to show Bart his mech. It was his last mistake. After disposing of the body in a ditch, Bart had himself a new toy. And after a quick paint job and new moniker of "Bilge Rat", Bart joined the RCMC as well. He couldn't care less why or what they're fighting for. He's jut having fun blowing shit up in a stolen robot.
Faction RCMC
Nationality: American (By way of Titan)
Skills: Decent hand-to-hand fighter, quick study as a mech pilot, knows how to make a mean whiskey sour.
Equipment: One revolver (Dubbed 'Sweet Thing), one meat cleaver (Mostly for show), one Bowie knife (Not for show).

P-1894

Accepted, class assault

Yay. So, where should I jump in?

[Xichung]

Accepted, class assault

Yay. So, where should I jump in?

Where ever you want, if you want I’ll give info on what’s happening

[Ameriganastan]

Yay. So, where should I jump in?

Where ever you want, if you want I’ll give info on what’s happening

That would be handy.

[Xichung]

Where ever you want, if you want I’ll give info on what’s happening

That would be handy.

Want all info or just RCMC stuff

[Ameriganastan]

That would be handy.

Want all info or just RCMC stuff

I guess the RCMC stuff.

[Xichung]

Want all info or just RCMC stuff

I guess the RCMC stuff.

Currently they are assaulting all alliance fronts, there is a few infiltration forces also

[Ameriganastan]

I guess the RCMC stuff.

Currently they are assaulting all alliance fronts, there is a few infiltration forces also

Who was the last RCMC character to post? I can jump in with them.

[Xichung]

Currently they are assaulting all alliance fronts, there is a few infiltration forces also

Who was the last RCMC character to post? I can jump in with them.

Me, and mine was a infiltrator mission, flarbina is acting as the AIP minus a few main player I control, you can join Alexander(RCMC leader) on the hell front

[Caber]

Im planning a post soon, sorry for inactivity been busy

[Xichung]

Im planning a post soon, sorry for inactivity been busy

It’s fine

[New Antonalia]

Mech name: "Baba Yaga" Revolutsyia Class Combat Armor
Weight: 22.5 Tonnes
Height: 17.5 Meters
load capacity: 7 Tons
Armor: Medium
Loadout:
x1: 125 mm ZVD Magnetic Auto Cannon (MAC) (250 Round Drum Magazine mounted on the back of the Combat Chassis)
x1: Arm mounted 23 mm ZVD Gatling cannon with 1300 rounds of HE-I, HE-F, and HEAT for soft and tracked targets
x1: MCK (Mech Combat Knife)
Electronic and Thermal Countermeasures suite
Smoke and Chaff Launchers
Appearance:

(Ignore the little girl in the image, this is just what the mech looks like)

Classification: Frontline Combat Armor

A-1743

Pilot name: Konstantin Orlov, patronym: Konstantinovich, Call Sign: Hunter
Age: 47
Gender: M
Description: 6'4", 240 lbs,
Image:

Personality: Silent and Stoic, cunning and ruthless, cruel and callous, calm and compassionate, these are all words that describe Konstantin Konstantinovich Orlov and yet, none of them fit the man himself. Konstantin favors a more solitary existence, preferring to keep his mind occupied with classical philosophy and and other works of art. When he isn't tinkering with his mech, he is often found in his barracks, pouring through one book after another or painting. Also, the stench of his cheep tobacco often heralds his arrival before he has even rounded the corner.
Backstory:
The world Konstantin Konstantinovich Orlov grew up in as a child was a stark difference to the one he grew to know as an adult. The smallest of four children, Konstantin spent much of his youth as a frail and sickly boy, often left bedridden from one bout of illness to another. In order to occupy his time, Konsantin spent his days educating himself with his parents library when his mother and father weren't teaching him about science, math, or language and grammar. Authors and philosophers such as Kant, Tolstoy, Dostoevsky, Locke, Voltaire, and Emerson were as much his tutors as his parents as he devoured their writings, gleaning little nuggets of information as he found himself becoming more and more politically and nationally minded. As he grew older, Konstantin managed to shake the worst of his childhood maladies, though a malignant cough would occassionally keep him bedridden and weakened for hours and even days. However, despite these setbacks, Konstantin managed to get into the pilot program for the CNPM, avoiding the fate of a mud foot as contracts began pouring in with the onset of fighting between RCMC and the AIP was reaching its fiercest.

Konstantin found himself excelling at piloting, but in terms of tactics, he lacked even the basic understanding of mech combat. Every time he found himself in simulated combat, Kosntantin would find himself overexposed and would get his training mech destroyed. His instructors and fellow cadets were steadily growing furious with him as his test scores fell to new lows and his sim combat was almost ready to break the record for the worst washout in the program. Fearing he'd be thrown out, he tackled this problem the same way he tackled others, with books. Every night, while his colleagues were out getting drunk or working on designing their personal mechs, Konstantin poured through books, treaties, and combat manuals from past wars, seeing if he can glean anything from the tactics employed by past generals, soldiers, and armies. Soon, Konstantin turned his more impulsive attitudes into tricks to lure enemy forces into ambushes or to ambush unsuspecting mechs. Over the next couple of weeks, Konstantin improved his scores and found himself well within acceptable passing parameters.

Konstantin graduated from the CNPM's pilot program and found himself on the frontline of one war after another, watching members of his unit die and not seeing any benefit from it. This was a hard turning point for him as he saw all sides of the war horribly corrupt without any hope of redemption. Since then, Konstantin has gotten into more than enough trouble for his radical politicking with public demonstrations and loud and occasionally violent altercations with superior officers. Depending on who you asked, Konstantin either left or was thrown out of the CNPM and founded the Russian People's Revolutionary Council with several other dissidents he had come into contact with. Now, Konstantin's only goal is to disrupt the CNPM enough to where they no longer send Russians to fight on the frontlines of the AIP's war, after that, his plans have an even grander goal in mind.
Faction Russian People's Revolutionary Council
Nationality: Russian
Skills: Konstantin is a terrifyingly good shot with any sort of rifle, and after years of hunting the frozen wastes of Novo-Petersburg, he is as silent as a fox as he tracks his target.
Equipment:

P-1894

Faction name: Russian People's Revolutionary Council
Leader: Konstantin Orlov
Motavation: Quasi Ethno-Nationalism and Social-Capitalism
Emblem:

https://static.themoscowtimes.com/image/article_1360/23/bfa17a8f70e84fc6b6d3b38ee882ca22.jpg

Alignment/Employers: Unaligned/Opposed to all
Goal: To free the oppressed masses who toil and labor to feed the greed fueled war of the CNPM and their AIP as well as to oppose the tyrannical and fascistic rule of the RCMC.
M-265

[Ameriganastan]

Who was the last RCMC character to post? I can jump in with them.

Me, and mine was a infiltrator mission, flarbina is acting as the AIP minus a few main player I control, you can join Alexander(RCMC leader) on the hell front

Quick question: What is the hellfront exactly? What are they fighting?

[Xichung]

Me, and mine was a infiltrator mission, flarbina is acting as the AIP minus a few main player I control, you can join Alexander(RCMC leader) on the hell front

Quick question: What is the hellfront exactly? What are they fighting?

The hell front is the most brutal front and largest front, if it is won by any faction it would be a major victory

[Ameriganastan]

Quick question: What is the hellfront exactly? What are they fighting?

The hell front is the most brutal front and largest front, if it is won by any faction it would be a major victory

...Not really answering my question. Are we fighting other mechs? Ships? Space aliens?

[Xichung]

The hell front is the most brutal front and largest front, if it is won by any faction it would be a major victory

...Not really answering my question. Are we fighting other mechs? Ships? Space aliens?

you are fighting AIP, aka space battle with other mechs and ships, along with some ground battles

[New Antonalia]

Mech name: "Baba Yaga" Revolutsyia Class Combat Armor
Weight: 22.5 Tonnes
Height: 17.5 Meters
load capacity: 7 Tons
Armor: Medium
Loadout:
x1: 125 mm ZVD Magnetic Auto Cannon (MAC) (250 Round Drum Magazine mounted on the back of the Combat Chassis)
x1: Arm mounted 23 mm ZVD Gatling cannon with 1300 rounds of HE-I, HE-F, and HEAT for soft and tracked targets
x1: MCK (Mech Combat Knife)
Electronic and Thermal Countermeasures suite
Smoke and Chaff Launchers
Appearance:

(Image) (Ignore the little girl in the image, this is just what the mech looks like)

Classification: Frontline Combat Armor

A-1743

Pilot name: Konstantin Orlov, patronym: Konstantinovich, Call Sign: Hunter
Age: 47
Gender: M
Description: 6'4", 240 lbs,
Image:

(Image)

Personality: Silent and Stoic, cunning and ruthless, cruel and callous, calm and compassionate, these are all words that describe Konstantin Konstantinovich Orlov and yet, none of them fit the man himself. Konstantin favors a more solitary existence, preferring to keep his mind occupied with classical philosophy and and other works of art. When he isn't tinkering with his mech, he is often found in his barracks, pouring through one book after another or painting. Also, the stench of his cheep tobacco often heralds his arrival before he has even rounded the corner.
Backstory:
The world Konstantin Konstantinovich Orlov grew up in as a child was a stark difference to the one he grew to know as an adult. The smallest of four children, Konstantin spent much of his youth as a frail and sickly boy, often left bedridden from one bout of illness to another. In order to occupy his time, Konsantin spent his days educating himself with his parents library when his mother and father weren't teaching him about science, math, or language and grammar. Authors and philosophers such as Kant, Tolstoy, Dostoevsky, Locke, Voltaire, and Emerson were as much his tutors as his parents as he devoured their writings, gleaning little nuggets of information as he found himself becoming more and more politically and nationally minded. As he grew older, Konstantin managed to shake the worst of his childhood maladies, though a malignant cough would occassionally keep him bedridden and weakened for hours and even days. However, despite these setbacks, Konstantin managed to get into the pilot program for the CNPM, avoiding the fate of a mud foot as contracts began pouring in with the onset of fighting between RCMC and the AIP was reaching its fiercest.

Konstantin found himself excelling at piloting, but in terms of tactics, he lacked even the basic understanding of mech combat. Every time he found himself in simulated combat, Kosntantin would find himself overexposed and would get his training mech destroyed. His instructors and fellow cadets were steadily growing furious with him as his test scores fell to new lows and his sim combat was almost ready to break the record for the worst washout in the program. Fearing he'd be thrown out, he tackled this problem the same way he tackled others, with books. Every night, while his colleagues were out getting drunk or working on designing their personal mechs, Konstantin poured through books, treaties, and combat manuals from past wars, seeing if he can glean anything from the tactics employed by past generals, soldiers, and armies. Soon, Konstantin turned his more impulsive attitudes into tricks to lure enemy forces into ambushes or to ambush unsuspecting mechs. Over the next couple of weeks, Konstantin improved his scores and found himself well within acceptable passing parameters.

Konstantin graduated from the CNPM's pilot program and found himself on the frontline of one war after another, watching members of his unit die and not seeing any benefit from it. This was a hard turning point for him as he saw all sides of the war horribly corrupt without any hope of redemption. Since then, Konstantin has gotten into more than enough trouble for his radical politicking with public demonstrations and loud and occasionally violent altercations with superior officers. Depending on who you asked, Konstantin either left or was thrown out of the CNPM and founded the Russian People's Revolutionary Council with several other dissidents he had come into contact with. Now, Konstantin's only goal is to disrupt the CNPM enough to where they no longer send Russians to fight on the frontlines of the AIP's war, after that, his plans have an even grander goal in mind.
Faction Russian People's Revolutionary Council
Nationality: Russian
Skills: Konstantin is a terrifyingly good shot with any sort of rifle, and after years of hunting the frozen wastes of Novo-Petersburg, he is as silent as a fox as he tracks his target.
Equipment:

P-1894

Faction name: Russian People's Revolutionary Council
Leader: Konstantin Orlov
Motavation: Quasi Ethno-Nationalism and Social-Capitalism
Emblem:

https://static.themoscowtimes.com/image/article_1360/23/bfa17a8f70e84fc6b6d3b38ee882ca22.jpg

Alignment/Employers: Unaligned/Opposed to all
Goal: To free the oppressed masses who toil and labor to feed the greed fueled war of the CNPM and their AIP as well as to oppose the tyrannical and fascistic rule of the RCMC.
M-265

Finished