Star Fox: The Next Generation Chapter 1

[Guest Julius Quasar]

"Well, sounds like you don't have any questions. Freya and Cliff, you start working on your plan for once you're on the ship. After that, you might want to practice those moves in the simulator."

Silver pocketed his marker, winked at Freya, then turned to leave.

"Oh, and Atilla, you come with me." he said over his shoulder.

Attila nodded and followed Silver.

Cliff headed for the simulators.

[Fira-Astrali]

Attila nodded and followed Silver.

Cliff headed for the simulators.

"Wait a sec," she called to Silver. "I like most of it, but how are we supposed to leave a message if we blow up the envelope? Guess blowing the ship and it's convoy is our message. Not original, but effective."

She called to Cliff before he was able to leave the room: "You got any plans for our little foray?"

[Kursed]

(you know i can't part with a classi i'm changin krystal's Fighter to the Cerinian Veritech...it's just that much more flexable http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2039/2088986376_8044a5e86c.jpg?v=0 of course the wing emblem is the starfox one and the emblem on the side of the cockpit is a replica of Krystal's thigh tatto.)

Krystal walked into the room Fox was in "Do we still have any landmasters fox? krystal asked.

[Showtime 1-1]

"Don't worry, Freya. Nobody has successfully boarded a cruiser for some time now, it's supposed to be impossible. The moment you step onboard, the CDF will go ballistic."

Silver thought back to the day that the old Starwolf team had boarded a Cornerian diplomat's ship. He was contracted to destroy it, but Starwolf had gotten there first. The news reports afterwards had been ridiculous.

Silver led Atilla back to the hangar, walking towards his parked fighter.

"Now then," he said to the smaller cat, "I'd like you to show me every detail of your ship. You already know what mine can do, but if we're gonna be flying together, i want to know your strengths and weaknesses as well."

[Fira-Astrali]

"Don't worry, Freya. Nobody has successfully boarded a cruiser for some time now, it's supposed to be impossible. The moment you step onboard, the CDF will go ballistic."

Silver thought back to the day that the old Starwolf team had boarded a Cornerian diplomat's ship. He was contracted to destroy it, but Starwolf had gotten there first. The news reports afterwards had been ridiculous.

Silver led Atilla back to the hangar, walking towards his parked fighter.

"Now then," he said to the smaller cat, "I'd like you to show me every detail of your ship. You already know what mine can do, but if we're gonna be flying together, i want to know your strengths and weaknesses as well."

Freya nodded, a grin spreading across her face. "Sounds good to me then."

[Tiberius]

(I must greatly apologies, but at the moment, the Starfox side is put on hold for the time being. I am unable to be present. This is only temporary for maybe a week. Once again, I greatly apologies.

[Fira-Astrali]

(I must greatly apologies, but at the moment, the Starfox side is put on hold for the time being. I am unable to be present. This is only temporary for maybe a week. Once again, I greatly apologies.

(excellent timing! As of Wednesday, I'll also be unable to participate for a week XD

I think i worked it out that Asper will be taking my char tho)

[Guest Julius Quasar]

(sorry guys, I just now saw these posts)

"Wait a sec," she called to Silver. "I like most of it, but how are we supposed to leave a message if we blow up the envelope? Guess blowing the ship and it's convoy is our message. Not original, but effective."

She called to Cliff before he was able to leave the room: "You got any plans for our little foray?"

"Oh, sorry, didn't see ya' there....whadd'ya mean plans?" Cliff asked Freya.

"Don't worry, Freya. Nobody has successfully boarded a cruiser for some time now, it's supposed to be impossible. The moment you step onboard, the CDF will go ballistic."

Silver thought back to the day that the old Starwolf team had boarded a Cornerian diplomat's ship. He was contracted to destroy it, but Starwolf had gotten there first. The news reports afterwards had been ridiculous.

Silver led Atilla back to the hangar, walking towards his parked fighter.

"Now then," he said to the smaller cat, "I'd like you to show me every detail of your ship. You already know what mine can do, but if we're gonna be flying together, i want to know your strengths and weaknesses as well."

Attila smiled, and said "Sure..."

He explained his CDF fighter to Silver. "This, as you may already know by just lookin' at it, is a Cornerian Defense Forces Elite Fighter, like the kind Bill Grey flew on Katina during the Androssian Wars...mine's more customized is many ways, but essentially it's the same as an Elite CDF fighter, it has the twin lasers, it's faster, stronger, more maneuverable, improved radar and targeting, cloaking device, stealth modes, Zero Visibility Function...mine's painted red and black, not white and green...plus, it's gotta a proprietary command device, to prevent theft...and a bunch of other goodies in it."

Attila paused, wondering if he really should go any further...loose lips, sink ships, after all.

"As far as I know, I've experienced no problems with my ship so far..." he said.

[Asper Sarnoff]

(Okay, since Fira will be away for a while, I'll again take control over Freya. It might be a bit between the posts tough, we're getting assigned a lot of work at school again.)

Freya let out a loud sigh over Cliff. "The plans on how we're going to board the frigate." She said as they headed for the simulators room. "It isn't going to be easy to dock with them, not without a boarding ship." She carefully stroked her chin as she tought over this closely. "Fortunatly for us, the Cornerian army doctrine says they must provide assistance to ships in danger. We could potentially fool them into thinking one of our fighters were shutting down and needed repair, and thus be allowed to land in the hangar bay before Silver and Attila starts the attack. It isn't going to be easy, but it's our only chance."

[Guest Julius Quasar]

(Okay, since Fira will be away for a while, I'll again take control over Freya. It might be a bit between the posts tough, we're getting assigned a lot of work at school again.)

Freya let out a loud sigh over Cliff. "The plans on how we're going to board the frigate." She said as they headed for the simulators room. "It isn't going to be easy to dock with them, not without a boarding ship." She carefully stroked her chin as she tought over this closely. "Fortunatly for us, the Cornerian army doctrine says they must provide assistance to ships in danger. We could potentially fool them into thinking one of our fighters were shutting down and needed repair, and thus be allowed to land in the hangar bay before Silver and Attila starts the attack. It isn't going to be easy, but it's our only chance."

(Sorry, Asper, I misunderstood what Freya had said, I was very tired that night)

Cliff nodded, and said "Or we could try the classic 'pincer's maneuver!'  We attack the CDF from the front, and while they're distracted, Attila and Silver can get 'em from behind, or we could lure the CDF escort fighters away from the cruisers and Attila and Silver can attack the cruiser."

[Kursed]

(Sorry, Asper, I misunderstood what Freya had said, I was very tired that night)

Cliff nodded, and said "Or we could try the classic 'pincer's maneuver!'  We attack the CDF from the front, and while they're distracted, Attila and Silver can get 'em from behind, or we could lure the CDF escort fighters away from the cruisers and Attila and Silver can attack the cruiser."

(sometimes Mistakes make up very good post Juilus in this case i think  it did )

[Asper Sarnoff]

(Sorry, Asper, I misunderstood what Freya had said, I was very tired that night)

Cliff nodded, and said "Or we could try the classic 'pincer's maneuver!'  We attack the CDF from the front, and while they're distracted, Attila and Silver can get 'em from behind, or we could lure the CDF escort fighters away from the cruisers and Attila and Silver can attack the cruiser."

(Don't worry about it. We all make mistakes from time to time. Ocasionally even I, but then, they're often quite big.)

"Or we could try something that didn't involve a direct suicide attack!" Freya hissed. "Our mission is to get on board, which will be next to impossible once the attack start. And our fighters aren't made to dock to their docking hatches. We need to get in the hangar, and that before they are alerted to the oncoming attack. Silver and Attila will stay out of their scanner range, and come storming in at our signal."

[Guest Julius Quasar]

(sometimes Mistakes make up very good post Juilus in this case i think  it did )

(thanks, Kursed!)

(Don't worry about it. We all make mistakes from time to time. Ocasionally even I, but then, they're often quite big.)

"Or we could try something that didn't involve a direct suicide attack!" Freya hissed. "Our mission is to get on board, which will be next to impossible once the attack start. And our fighters aren't made to dock to their docking hatches. We need to get in the hangar, and that before they are alerted to the oncoming attack. Silver and Attila will stay out of their scanner range, and come storming in at our signal."

"....'EY! Shut up!  Don't ask for my opinion, if you're gonna crap on it!  What makes you think the CDF is stupid enough to fall for a 'stranded ship' trick, huh!?  It's been done before, Freya!" jeered Cliff. 

He thought for a moment "We'll need one hell of an exit strategy....last thing we want is to be chased after robbin' these buttheads....planting bombs on the frigate probably ain't enough...We also gotta find a way to deal with the CDF escort fighters...keep 'em from chasin' us!  We gotta stage this, so it's as easy for us as fallin' off a stump." he said, thinking out loud.

[Showtime 1-1]

Attila smiled, and said "Sure..."

He explained his CDF fighter to Silver. "This, as you may already know by just lookin' at it, is a Cornerian Defense Forces Elite Fighter, like the kind Bill Grey flew on Katina during the Androssian Wars...mine's more customized is many ways, but essentially it's the same as an Elite CDF fighter, it has the twin lasers, it's faster, stronger, more maneuverable, improved radar and targeting, cloaking device, stealth modes, Zero Visibility Function...mine's painted red and black, not white and green...plus, it's gotta a proprietary command device, to prevent theft...and a bunch of other goodies in it."

Attila paused, wondering if he really should go any further...loose lips, sink ships, after all.

"As far as I know, I've experienced no problems with my ship so far..." he said.

Silver cast a flat look at Atilla.

"What's the matter, kid? Cat got your tongue? sounds like you're trying to sell your ship to me."

Atilla returned Silver's look.

Silver sighed. "Come on, kid. I gotta know where your ship isn't as strong so i can help make up for that. The StarCat can't loop or hover in combat and isn't good against small, maneuvering targets. I'm counting on you, as my wingmate, to help make up for that. In the same way, I have to know where your fighter isn't as strong so I can help you out. We have to play to our advantages."

Atilla was silent, so Silver walked off around the Elite, tapping panels and shaking various bits. After he was finished, he said, "The original Elite was a little short on climb rate due to it's lighter engine, and it bled off speed really quickly in tight turns. What about yours?"

[Asper Sarnoff]

"....'EY! Shut up!  Don't ask for my opinion, if you're gonna crap on it!  What makes you think the CDF is stupid enough to fall for a 'stranded ship' trick, huh!?  It's been done before, Freya!" jeered Cliff. 

He thought for a moment "We'll need one hell of an exit strategy....last thing we want is to be chased after robbin' these buttheads....planting bombs on the frigate probably ain't enough...We also gotta find a way to deal with the CDF escort fighters...keep 'em from chasin' us!  We gotta stage this, so it's as easy for us as fallin' off a stump." he said, thinking out loud.

Freya once again ignored Cliffs wild mixes of sayings, and concentrated on the task at hand.

"Yeah, we can't let us get cut off from our ships. That can be potentially catastrophic to us.

Silver and Attila is going to blow up the ship as soon as we take off, so we only have to worry about what CDF fighters is allready in the air once we leave. Those could be taken care off by EMP's, or if we get them close on our tail, the missile avoidance shrapnell is surprisingly damaging once it get in a fighters intakes."

They had now reached the simulator room, and found themself a corner away from the rest of the pilots.

"Any ideas on how we can keep the route back to our ships clear?" She asked Cliff.

[Kursed]

Krystal had been Meditating in her room  on the Great fox when something hit her....No it can't be Sargasso is no where near here."She muttered to herself once the thoughts hit her once again her mind had 'wandered' away from her.

[Guest Julius Quasar]

Silver cast a flat look at Atilla.

"What's the matter, kid? Cat got your tongue? sounds like you're trying to sell your ship to me."

Atilla returned Silver's look.

Silver sighed. "Come on, kid. I gotta know where your ship isn't as strong so i can help make up for that. The StarCat can't loop or hover in combat and isn't good against small, maneuvering targets. I'm counting on you, as my wingmate, to help make up for that. In the same way, I have to know where your fighter isn't as strong so I can help you out. We have to play to our advantages."

Atilla was silent, so Silver walked off around the Elite, tapping panels and shaking various bits. After he was finished, he said, "The original Elite was a little short on climb rate due to it's lighter engine, and it bled off speed really quickly in tight turns. What about yours?"

"Don't complain about the answers to a question you asked." Attila replied, irritably.  "I told you, I'm not sure what the drawbacks to my ship are...I have had some problems with the boosters, and the brakes, they don't have as much booster/brake power as, say, an Arwing...also, it can be a little stiff in its handling, but its still gets the job done." he added, looking away, embarrassed.

(sorry, I don't know about Bill Grey's personal craft)

Freya once again ignored Cliffs wild mixes of sayings, and concentrated on the task at hand.

"Yeah, we can't let us get cut off from our ships. That can be potentially catastrophic to us.

Silver and Attila is going to blow up the ship as soon as we take off, so we only have to worry about what CDF fighters is allready in the air once we leave. Those could be taken care off by EMP's, or if we get them close on our tail, the missile avoidance shrapnell is surprisingly damaging once it get in a fighters intakes."

They had now reached the simulator room, and found themself a corner away from the rest of the pilots.

"Any ideas on how we can keep the route back to our ships clear?" She asked Cliff.

(sorry, I suck at strategy)

"You mean while in the CDF Frigate's hangar?  Hmm...well, once docked...we could...uhhhh....umm" Cliff tried hard to figure it out..."Maybe a smoke grenade as we're on our way out?  Confuse the guards?" he suggested.

[Showtime 1-1]

"Don't complain about the answers to a question you asked." Attila replied, irritably.  "I told you, I'm not sure what the drawbacks to my ship are...I have had some problems with the boosters, and the brakes, they don't have as much booster/brake power as, say, an Arwing...also, it can be a little stiff in its handling, but its still gets the job done." he added, looking away, embarrassed.

(sorry, I don't know about Bill Grey's personal craft)

(That's fine, I was thinking sort of like an F-5, so your description is good.)

Silver hadn't meant to put the kid on the spot like that.

"Yes, you do seem to do pretty well with it..." He thought of the two shots which had totaled his starboard engine during the last scrap. "Anyways, you'll fly lead and I'll watch your six on the way in. That way, If I get in trouble, I can boost forward and give you a shot, and I'll keep any bandits off of you."

He turned and walked back towards the StarCat, where the new missiles he had bought were waiting on carts to be loaded.

"Hey kid, looks like I'm gonna need your help here." he called back as he grabbed an ordinance lift.

(I'm gonna be in LA for five days, so I might be a bit slow on posting. Just don't stop for me!)

[Kursed]

"Krystal?" Serena chimed in appearing in front of the Blue Cerinian.

"Yes Serena what now?"Krystal asked looking up from her  floor.

"I've loaded the Hornet swarm missles on the Azure Nova thier ready to fire.

"Thanks Serena"krystla muttered

[Guest Julius Quasar]

(That's fine, I was thinking sort of like an F-5, so your description is good.)

Silver hadn't meant to put the kid on the spot like that.

"Yes, you do seem to do pretty well with it..." He thought of the two shots which had totaled his starboard engine during the last scrap. "Anyways, you'll fly lead and I'll watch your six on the way in. That way, If I get in trouble, I can boost forward and give you a shot, and I'll keep any bandits off of you."

He turned and walked back towards the StarCat, where the new missiles he had bought were waiting on carts to be loaded.

"Hey kid, looks like I'm gonna need your help here." he called back as he grabbed an ordinance lift.

(I'm gonna be in LA for five days, so I might be a bit slow on posting. Just don't stop for me!)

(Thanks.  Enjoy L.A., btw!)

Attila nodded as he smiled at Silver's words, then he proceeded to help Silver with the missiles.

"Why just a long Kiss darling!" the Vixne said sounding oddly like Lola Foxglove, just a coincidence

(I just now found this post.  [sarcasm] Ha ha, very funny! [/sarcasm] )

[Asper Sarnoff]

"You mean while in the CDF Frigate's hangar?  Hmm...well, once docked...we could...uhhhh....umm" Cliff tried hard to figure it out..."Maybe a smoke grenade as we're on our way out?  Confuse the guards?" he suggested.

Freya sat down on a chair in one of the many sitting groups around the simulators. "Maybe you're actually on to something." She said slowly and thoughtfully. "We can't cover ourself entirely with grenades. But luckily, the standard CDF fire extingusher systems use some kind of light foam, very hard to see trough, and hard to breathe in." She was now starting to talk faster, as the plan started to form itself in her mind. "If we can make it to the command bridge, we can turn them on for the entire ship from there. Gas masks will give is a huge advantage over the surprised and inexperienced CDF soldiers."

[Guest Julius Quasar]

Freya sat down on a chair in one of the many sitting groups around the simulators. "Maybe you're actually on to something." She said slowly and thoughtfully. "We can't cover ourself entirely with grenades. But luckily, the standard CDF fire extingusher systems use some kind of light foam, very hard to see trough, and hard to breathe in." She was now starting to talk faster, as the plan started to form itself in her mind. "If we can make it to the command bridge, we can turn them on for the entire ship from there. Gas masks will give is a huge advantage over the surprised and inexperienced CDF soldiers."

"Oh yeah...brilliant!" Cliff said, chuckling.  "It'll be like shooting fish in a toilet!" he added.

[Asper Sarnoff]

"Oh yeah...brilliant!" Cliff said, chuckling.  "It'll be like shooting fish in a toilet!" he added.

"Barrel, as in barrel roll Cliff." Freya sighed. "I'll have a look at the layout plans for the ship later on, and fill out the details with you. For now, let's practice a few boarding scenarios in the simulators."

[Guest Julius Quasar]

"Cool!  Let's do it!  I can't wait to kick some ass!" said Cliff, getting into the simulator.

[Asper Sarnoff]

(Gah, I think all my creative brain cells have been completely zapped. I need some time of roleplaying. Sorry guys, but I need a couple of days with R&R before I can start contributing meaningfully again.)

(Edit, giving it a try.)

Freya started typing in the settings and options for the scenarios they would be doing. The simulators where quite modern, and offered almost limitless combinations of missions, and it took a couple of minutes before she had finished. "Competing for points? The loser buys the winner a drink?" She asked as she leaped into one of the simulator cockpits and strapped herself down.