Shattered Planes Archives (Seasons 4 & 5)

So uhm, a Uncle of mine on my mom's side had a heart attack yesterday. Things are looking fairly good in some respects(apparently, he has regained consciousness and he remembers who everyone is/he still retains motor function, so its not looking like he has any real brain damage from it), but at the same time in order to get him to this point they had to perform enough chest compressions to break all his ribs and restart his heart multiple times. Im not actually going to technically be anywhere near him, if only because the hospital he's in is in Salt Lake City and I live in North Carolina, but we rushed my mom to the airport this morning after finding a plane ticket going out there(protip:Plane tickets for a trip across half the country at the last minute? They're expensive) so she could be with him and the rest of te family making their way over there for emotional support. I know I have posts to make and topics to continue, and I feel terrible about this especially since I normally deal with this kind of thing by distracting myself so I dont stress out/terrify myself thinking about it(and will probably still be distracting myself to stay relatively sane), but I honestly do not feel Im in the right mindset to do much in the way of Shattered, at least until we're certain that he's alright, that he's recovering, ect ect ect. So...Just formally saying, Im gonna be going on a hiatus for a bit of a while...Its up to the rest of the remaining staff or memberbase or however it'll be chosen if you want to have a replacement staffer for while Im away, or however you guys want do on that note, but...Yeah. Figured it might be a good idea to post this up.

[Military action recognized. Analyzing surrounding terrain. . .Analysis complete. Unauthorized Magic Signature detected. Looks like its heading further inland, doesn't look like he appreciates the environment either...We're deploying a AM field to stop him from setting everything on fire and preparing to wall him off. That should give you and your forces a chance to apprehend the trespasser. Should be a fairly easy mission, but we don't really know who he-What on...?]
[Lix? What is it? What did you guys over in support find?]
[Something's wrong. We deployed AM over the area, but nothings happening, and readings from the AM unit show that its overloading, fast. Im not gonna say its them, but you of all people know who it was the last time we experienced this phenomena. Just in case though, Im authorizing you to take command of a Contingent squadron. If it IS them, you'll probably need it.]

From a nearby cityship, currently flying high above the sea the man had walked out of, a AM Field was briefly deployed before being dropped once they found the result of the man's device(Currently carried in his backpack). Soon after, a squad of aerial Assault Contingent models was launched fro the underside of the city, while the ship itself readied military defenses in preparation for a attack and deployed Sniper-Model Assault Contingents along the edges of the city, in preparation for any incoming enemy attack. The models launched were as follows-

• A single Jet-Model Assault Contingent, currently in Corvette form for the flight over to the combat area and in a leader position to the rest of the squad
• Four Wing-Model  Mechs, two on each side of the Jet
• Two Blade-Model Mechs, one in between the two Wings on each side

Lastly, a small fleet of Fighter-Model Assault Contingents were readied in case a larger force became necessary.

Once the Squad made it past the shoreline(They were flying, for the matter), the Jet and the two Blades used their extremely powerful detection systems to locate the intruder, focusing in on him via his magic signature. The Jet opened fire with both of its machineguns in a flyby attack while the others broke off into two groups-Two Wings and one Blade each- with surrounded the target on both sides. The Blades fired their Energy Missile Weapons while cutting a swath around the target with their sustained-beam weaponry. The four Wings meanwhile fired bursts of their machineguns, designed to let loose a barrage of energy-encased solid-shell bullets upon their enemies. Given that the size of each machinegun round fired from any of he contingents would be liable to be at least half the size as a human(considering that most Assault and Aegis Contingent Mechs are roughly two stories tall), a single hit was liable to be fatal, and there was almost absolutely no chance that he'd be able to progress any further on foot due to the by-now shredded terrain. And to make things worse for him, at the same time the Squad made it past the shoreline, a Mirror Shield was erected around the entire battlefield, with a centimeter-sized portal on one of its edges leading to about a mile from(and facing) the cityship in the air, purely to allow communications to go continue. The Mirror Shield encompassed a area from the shore to about a mile out after where the man had gotten, boxing the combatants into the combat area and preventing the target from easily fleeing.

OOC:...Why doesn't anyone take the time to research the actual planet itself before doing stuff on them? Zak especially since I've told you this before, but guys, there AREN'T any terrestrial cities on Violet...They're all flying in Low-Atmosphere to High-Orbit above Violet's surface.

The Elemental Fire made his way to the gouged and shredded aft of the ship. He knew he couldn't just get inside; a misstep and he'd end up impaled, after, all, so his channeled his magic to his hands and touched one of the sides of the spikes. Once his hand touched the metal, it began to glow red before oozing down and the edge losing its sharpness due to it melting. He tried to rip the metal off to throw it out of his way once it'd meted a bit, but despite its superheated, melting state the metal held firm to his pulling-clearly, the Tech Craft were strengthening their prowess with Metal at a exponential rate-and he knew it'd take too long to heat it enough for him to just pull it apart, so he chose instead to melt the jagged edges of the other shards away ad make it safer for him to enter. He did have to wait for the metal to cool when he was done, but only a little-the heat wouldn't hurt him, but he didn't want any of the molten metal to track onto him and cool while he was in the spaceship, which would effectively weld him to the floor until he melted himself free(which would no doubt cause OTHER problems once the interior of the ship began to melt or catch fire-much better to just wait enough time that its no longer a issue in the first place).

Once he was inside of the ship, he pressed his hand against a wall, then to the wall on the other side of the walkway-this time, instead of melting the ship, a line of cool, magic fire formed on both sides. The lines wouldn't burn anything he didn't want them to or spread beyond his whim, and he was using them to provide a more even source of light than the electrical fires by having them slowly burn their line along the ship's walls. It also served a second purpose, in that they remained where they'd already been burning, allowing him to know where he had and hadn't been in the labyrinth of halls and passageways on the inside of the ship. If he needed to find his way back, he could follow the flames backwards to his entrance, and he wouldn't start walking in circles because he'd know where he'd already been. As he went, he looked for anything that looked intact throughout the ship, whether or not it appeared to be of value-if anyone survived, they might want some of these things, and he didn't  know what was or wasn't valuable to these Tech-Craft, so he might as well take anything he could carry.

Eventually, he made it to the sturdy blast door, sealing the cockpit out from his reach. He was about to go back when he realized, it didn't appear to be the metal Tech-Craft use for the hulls of their ships. Instead, it appeared to be...Whatdotheycallit, eh, plastine or something? Probably a hard one, but...Well, one f the few hings he knew about the Tech-Craft's products was that this plaster stuff burned and melted a lot easier than metal. He held out his right pointer finger, which had a very small flame at the end of it and quickly made three swipes across the blast door's surface, each in a different direction, causing the plastic to hiss, glow red, and pop along the triangle he formed. Then he took a step back, spun, jetted his right leg faster with a burst of flame, and smashed the center of the glowing triangle with the heel of his foot, which let loose a burst of fire just to send a bit MORE force through the kick to rip a triangular hole through the door and allow him through.

He entered the room, noticing the mess but for the most part used to it(most likely, the entire ship was like this to some degree or another, and he'd been through most of the place, soooo). The most important aspect was the man in the center of the room though, thus far, was the only survivor(unless ye say otherwise, of course, you didn't really detail more than the cockpit of the ship so eh) he found, encased in the metal suit. He made his way to the man, trying and failing to move his heavy, heavy form. He looked over the suit, trying to find some hatch or release so he could get the guy out of it, then noticed the button and examined the strange, runic glyphs on it. "...Im certain this would be immensely important if I knew how to read..." He muttered, as he looked around for something else intact that looked vaguely like it might be able to help.

Approved!

...Zak, you say that like all my characters are machines. Need I remind you of my namesake character?

*shall still probably not be actually cosplaying regardless, because then people would want to see pictures, and I shall not be giving any*

Approved

Eh...Approved, I suppose.

OOC:I really need to stop forgetting about these topics...Three Day RuleI think I've hit the Two-And-A-Half-Month point for this one, actually...

With the brainwashing complete, the Magisters of Valince were now little more than willing thralls to the Mechera, who brought in two Fortress-Class Super Capital Ships with a escort of four Battleship-Class Capitals and Gateway-Class Capitals. The Fortresses sent down a few Corvettes to surface at a location they felt would be a good place to set up their new capital building, and several city-ships into the atmosphere loaded with Mechera civilians and military forces to populate the world with their own citizenry. Meanwhile, the Fortresses also released several construction drone ships along with material frigates to begin construction of orbital space stations for yet more development of the planet. Ship factories and trade stations and the like, while a few other corvettes made their way to any existing orbital stations to take them over and repurpose them to any use the Mechera had.

The Elemental that lived on he continent of Earth saw the flaming debris falling from the sky. Primarily of the Earth variety(this was their home, after all), they defended themselves with their magic, either burrowing into the ground or creating shields of stone. After it had stopped, and the crashing was finished, most of the Elemental who had burrowed resurfaced and the rock barriers were allowed to collapse down. Now, unlike most technologically primitive species, the Elemental were fully aware of life amongst the stars, and how they functioned; they didn't see this as some act of a vengeful deity, but as either a meteor impact or a crash-landing. And given the scale, in either case there might be people in need of help. Of course, not every Elemental made their way there, but a good amount of those who witnessed it made their way to help out.

"Hmm...Looks like it was a crash landing after all..." A Elemental Earth said as they approached one of the craters. Flames from the wreckage raged across some of the plantlife, which had been twisted and ripped apart by the crash. The flames themselves, thankfully, didn't appear to be spreading very far, but the Elemental gathered around understood that wouldn't be the case for long and a few got to work smothering the flames with dirt. The main segment of the wreckage was actually still in a tree it'd collided with; while many of the trees it hit were wrecked utterly, they'd slowed the ship down enough that it didn't entirely barrel through this one, instead caught in the topsection of the gargantuan, ravaged plant. Which, currently, was burning hotter than most of the surrounding pieces of wreckage that crashed onto the ground. A Elemental with red hair, eyes, and nails made his way towards the burning tree, stopping some of the others from getting too close, saying,"Stay back, I'll handle this! Im a Fire-Craft, this inferno wont touch me, but its not safe for you all."
He used a technique known to is people as Pyromorphism once he got close enough, opting to climb the tree up high enough as flame himself rather than risk falling at a height he wouldn't survive the fall from. Once up high enough, he concentrated, and drew the fires off from the wounded tree, bringing them into the air next to the trees ranches, but far enough that it wouldn't catch fire from any of its stray sparks, before he put the levitating flame out. The entire tree wasn't saved, of course, it would take much more time for that, but a pat was cleared to allow him to get to the ship itself and check for survivors(he may have been immune to fire, but just walking through would've put him at risk from the branches and wood in general having been weakened, definitely not good when yo aren't immune to gravity). Back on the ground they'd probably be checking the surroundings for anyone hurt by the crash, and of course help for anyone rendered homeless by the tree containing their house being destroyed, but up here was just him, approaching what appeared to be the hull of the ship, and looked for a way inside.

Hmm...Not too overly powerful compared to a lot of the requests we get in this vein. This might be the first of them we actually approve. '>>
But uh yeah, approved, with the caveat Zak post'd. Im presuming they dont use their full strength or speed unless they need to, making it more of a 'adrenaline rush' or fight-or-flight type thing, but if thats not what ya meant jus' clarify and either way its fine by me.

...Well, A, technically he doesn't since you dont have approval capability, and B, thats not really possible since we as humans dont have the technology to make 'military-grade' lasers anyways, much less have even a partial hypothesis of how one would do so with organic components. I figure pretty much anything technological can be done with biological components just as well as metal ones, and thats good enough for me until we actually, y'know, develope that technology IRL.