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[BaronSaturday]

Prologue:


Today was a tough day.  Bull-Dog still hasn't been found, we've basically set up camp outside of that ship and it's a warzone all the time.  I don't think there's been less than 6 of us there fighting off someone.  Since word of this damned ship it's been nothing but war.  It's all we do.  We've even pulled people right out of PROSK city to help.  This contract is pretty hefty so we're sticking it out.

I haven't really been able to lend a hand either as a Pred popped a dart on the right side of the Epsilon.  Unfortunately it tore my Torch off and the blast opened up my cockpit.  It's been three days of back to back surgery and it's starting to wear me out.  Everything here is.  Bull-Dog taught me how to drive a Tech.  Everyone was super excited too.  Bull-Dog especially...  I still haven't given up on him.

You know, it's funny.  When he said he wanted to use that modified Neif body for his Tech we all looked at him like he was silly.  The Neif has been out of production for 16 years and wasn't really that great to begin with.  But on the Technician, the thing is a dream.  More space to run cables, heavier plates, and there's a solid 4 feet behind the front plate to the cockpit plate so that's what we went with for our Techs.  To carry the weight we put on some Spree legs.  The only thing that bothered me about that was the tensioner strap that actually allow the legs to come back.  Very efficient, but one shot and it's a ded leg.

Well anyway...  They say I'll be back in the game soon enough.  I'll come back to this writing thing in a week or so.  I like it better than this warzone anyway.

Edited by SaturdayGhede, 30 March 2015 - 09:06 AM.

[BaronSaturday]

How many monsters? How monstrous can we be? Over the years it's like we've become these machines. That mentality makes it easy to kill. One justifies what we do in many ways and it becomes easy to forget that there's a person in the machine that we point the business end of our guns at.

Bull-Dog taught me one thing. It's a button press away from being a repair torch to being a man eater. The RPR is just a weapon. It's simple. Point and shoot. But to kill with the torch... It's deliberate, slow, precise, hateful... But it's easy to forget the man, women, or child that you just killed.

How monstrous have we all become? How dark can daylight be? Ilall rains blood today. That ship will be someone's grave. It's my job to make sure that it's none of ours. We call ourselves End of Days. It grounds us. It reminds us. Our mechs are as black as we've become...

[KilleR_OrigiNs]

Redacted.

Edited by KilleR_OrigiNs, 30 April 2015 - 10:31 PM.

[BaronSaturday]

Unfortunately i didn't have access to voice actors... I think that would have made things better.

[KilleR_OrigiNs]

Redacted.

Edited by KilleR_OrigiNs, 30 April 2015 - 10:31 PM.

[BaronSaturday]

This video was made quite some time ago.

[KilleR_OrigiNs]

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Edited by KilleR_OrigiNs, 30 April 2015 - 10:31 PM.

[BaronSaturday]

Once i get my new PC built I'll be making tons of them! Now for another diary entry.

[BaronSaturday]

I find myself a little lost. This ship is a PROSK contract. As far as I'm aware, they're the ones that found it. I'm curious though. This thing is overgrown. Some type of Zeta-class transport ship. Low Illal Orbit, basic landing capabilities, verticle take off and cruising thrusters. This isn't PROSK or Sentium though. For one, it doesn't look like either, two either company would know if their ship went down. There would have been a seeker put out. Even if it was a private seeker, we would have heard about it. This ship has been here for months. Bull-Dog had this same question. The director hasn't let us look over the contract on this. I wonder if Sentium put out a similar contract. Maybe they both found it. I suppose we're "not paid to speculate." I really am curious about this contract. I can't really ask the director and only T-Bird had database access and he's dead. I'd go straight to Black-Knight with it, but... Hm... I don't know. We've spent so many resources here. I'm not sure if I trust the Director anymore. Something is up...

Edited by SaturdayGhede, 30 March 2015 - 09:32 PM.

[BaronSaturday]

Well... I stepped into the Garage today to check up on my Tech. They said they couldn't repair th Nief body. That was disapointing. I had really gotten used to it. One of the mechanics said he had something for me. He walked me over to two tarppes mechs. I recognized the Moke body under it's tarp. Unmistakeable. Fen was off to the side signing paperwork. He gave me one of his "floozy" winks. I gave him the finger. The mechanic removed the tarp. There it was. The Zos. It was brand new. They even painted it to EoD code. Charcoal black with yellow details. Fen walked over and pulled the tarp from the Moke. It was painted too. Black with cyan details.

Fen looked over at me, "So I fly a Scout now." I looked at him, "You'll have to watch out for me then." He chuckled. "That's the plan Saturday. Say. Where's Vertigo?" I looked around for a minute. "hm... Not sure." The blast door to the garage opened and in walked a raider. It wasn't ours. Fen and I backed up, the top opened up, and out popped that greasy blonde hair. "Vertigo! What is that?" He hopped down with a thud and fell on his ass. "i stole it!" Fen and I looked at eachother. "s-stole it?" "Yeah man. It was chasing me. It clipped my leg so I turned and fired my Vulcan. I guess I killed the guy cause it stopped. My Assault was useless so I hopped out, popped ths top and there was a dead guy in it. So it's,mine now." Fen was stunned. I looked at Vertigo and said, "Get it painted. I should be ready tomorrow." We all stood back and looked at our new mechs. What an eventful day for the End of Dayz. Anyway, it's time to report in to Black-Knight.

[BaronSaturday]

We found the Sigma. The Nief body, the torch, the RPR... But no Bull-Dog. The Nief didn't explode. It's a testament to how well he took care of it. Vertigo found it. He recognized the yellow face plates. Fenrir ran to confirm and called it out over the radio, "We have Sigma. The Dog won't bark." They dragged the Sigma back and it was already open. I hopped out to look, but Bull-Dog wasn't there... My heart sank. I suppose my distress was visible. Vertigo tried to comfort me, but I had to walk away. So now I'm writing. What I don't understand is that we found it in an area of the wreck we had already fought in and scouted numerous times... We did recover the black box. I suspect the director will find something.

This whole Bull-Dog situation is murder on morale. Sometimes I just want to hear that he's dead. I know that's shitty, but we can all stop worrying and start working on revenge. The director brought some intel. There wasn't a Sentium contract. Sentium came here themselves... If Bull-Dog was captured by Sentium, they'll do far worse than kill him. The rumors about HAWKEN virus testing are around and there's no reason not to believe it. Now we get to cycle between fight, wait, fight, and wait...

[BaronSaturday]

Just curious what people think so far.

[Hijinks_The_Turtle]

Pretty good, it really sounds like the writings of a vet pilot going through some pretty strange and tense situations.

Edited by Hijinks_The_Turtle, 02 April 2015 - 01:41 PM.

[KilleR_OrigiNs]

Redacted.

Edited by KilleR_OrigiNs, 30 April 2015 - 10:31 PM.

[BaronSaturday]

I slept in the Epsilon last night. I left the speakers on and just listened. I read this book. Very old. It's called "For whom the Bell Tolls." It's about a war. It seemed so familiar. The love scene was pretty cool too. What I wouldn't give to plow it out, then eat, yhen plow it out again. Anyway! As i listened to the speakers I tried to identify all of the ticks and hums and bangs in the garage. It was kind of soothing. Comforting. These machines are incredible. We all take them for granted. To some it's just a tool and upkeep is one more chore. Not for us. Even as we all toil away ensuring they are in top shape it's easy to forget how amazing they are. The speakers in the Zos are fully surround. The definition is incredible. I'm pretty sure I heard a mouse fart while I was listening. The screen is a magnitude of tiny 1080p screen in a ckmy set up. The cameras on the outside are diamond class digital array cameras. It's hard to imagine what war was like without them. I felt bad as I read about men fighting in the mud. Oh well. We meet with the director in an hour.

[BaronSaturday]

The director had some news. The black box recovered from the Sigma cuts out with the video feed. He lost power. So we're at square one looking for the next step. Unfortunately we have no leads. Also, PROSK paid out our contract. They said they were satisfied with our findings. The Director told them we are not vacating without Bull-Dog. He's actually bringing Datacenter to the location. Looks like we're moving our entire operation. We're all concerned about relations with PROSK, but we don't have a choice. They'll have to kill us all if they want us to move. We're still waiting for a response. I'll check in then I suppose.

[BaronSaturday]

We haven't gotten a response from PROSK. I made some phone calls. Seems like they've paid out a bunch of contracts. The Director is sending Fenrir, Vertigo, and myself into the Wreckage tomorrow morning with some guys. He says we may have a fight on our hands. What ever this ship was it's carrying a cities worth of EU, a lot of mechs, and some type of high vibe laser weapon. The EU was discovered late last night. The director wants us to collect as much as possible for the move. We'll see what happens.

Aside from that, Vertigo got his new Raider painted. It looks good. Also, Fen has bought himself a Tech and the Director gave us his old Incinerator. The guys want me to field it soon. I've never piloted something so big before. Once we're done tonight I'll probably take it out.

[BaronSaturday]

Update to the Diary, once this PC is built, a lot of these posts will be updated with video.

[BaronSaturday]

We went out today. Had two freshies and some contract help with us. We got the pylons down to pull up the EU. For the first couple of hours everything was fine. We had basic extractors installed to help speed things along. Then the comms lit up. One of the freshies got caught by an infiltrator and the fight was on.

We regrouped at the base and prepared. Vertigo lead our charge in his new Raider. We caught the LOS of a reaper. The shot rang out. I say the trail sweep right in front of me. Fen peeled of and headed right for the reaper. He dodged wildly and sprang up into the air. It was like watching a wild animal pounce on it's pray. His mini flak shreaded the reaper like a paper bagged. He regrouped and I latched on to clean him up. We gathered at one of the pylons. I caught sight of a Brawler. One if the freshies went in, fen moved in to flank and Vertigo and I brought up the rear. He sank behind a corner and Fen hopped right over a hail of hellfires. Unfortunately they hit the freshy. His Assault was badly damaged and rounded the corner anyway. Expecting the worst I green beamed him. Unfortunately he turned the corner on four guys. His assault popped instantly. I lurched back and Vertigo tooke the air expecting their advance. I hailed the others on the comms and they were inbound. An infil decloaked right under Vertigo. He popped me with a slug and I skirted. Fen pulled in and hit him with a TOW. Vertigo hit the ground and swung around. He popped him like a zit. With no time to react the four mechs came around. Fire sprayed right between Fen and I. We turned and focused on the Incin dodging Hellfire and TOWs as best we could. The merc and freshy came in. We opened up and let them carry the middle. An Assault and another Raider. The merc took a fireball to the gut. My beam overheated and Vertigo zipped over to body block. The freshy hopped over us and hit a Tow on the Bruiser, he swung around and snapped his SMC into the Incin. The jncin dropped and the rest ran. Vertigo and Fen chased them down and finished the Brawler. The other two are gonna have a story to tell. We're just glad to be home... If that's what this is...

Edited by SaturdayGhede, 06 April 2015 - 12:29 AM.

[KilleR_OrigiNs]

Redacted.

Edited by KilleR_OrigiNs, 30 April 2015 - 10:31 PM.

[BaronSaturday]

OH! I PLAYED WITH YOU! AHHAHHHH! I remember now.
I felt really mean for not instantly knowing where I knew you from. :c

Bah. Don't worry about!

BTW. I'm loving the Sentium mechanic stuff. I'm wondering if you're interested in some colab stuff on these. Like we do a write up of a fight, I talk about what it's like in that fight. You talk about the aftermath or something. IDK. Just a thought.

[BaronSaturday]

I was thinking today. Thinking about the first time I ever piloted a mech. You can tell when no one thinks you're coming home. This was also when the CR-T was the standard. I quite like the CR-T actually. The Assault is great, but it's more focused.

Anyway, It was a private contract while the corps were still trying to contain the HAWKEN virus. My heart was pounding in the garage. One of the mechanics walked me up to the mech. It had already seen combat. A lot of it. You could tell where the plates had been replaced. The screen was cracked on the inside, the SMC had some rust and there was a minor coolant lead on the TOW. We ran through all of the start up. It went well. I've certainly had worse. We were using a drop ship. That terrified me. "Watch your altimeter, freshy!" It actually startled me. To be fair, I would have forgotten. We got up in the air and the view was crazy. We got over the site. What we call the Bazaar these days. The hatch opened. The next thing I remember is seeing an explosion. My SMC had been blown off. My TOW had dropped to vent the heat. That was when I met Bull-Dog. "I've never seen someone last so long with just a TOW." All I could say was, "Yeah... TOW." When we got back he handed me a card. Black Iron Knights. He bought me a drink. We didn't really talk much. I think he knew I didn't remember...

Bull-Dog...

[BaronSaturday]

So I dug up these plates from when we founded End of Days.  I think it speaks to who we were back then.  Maybe who we still are.  I held Bull-Dogs for quite a while.  I looked at it.  Noticed how similar mine was to his.  I guess I never realized how much I looked up to him.  As they're laid out, from right to left is Bull-Dog.  I imagine he's looking to the stars.  The next big thing we would do.  He was like that.  A leader.  It's like he was a visitor among us.  He saw everything so simply.  Always knew what needed to be done.  Then there's mine.  I suppose it's me looking up to him.  I miss him...

Then there's Fenrir.  Graceful, tactful, and dangerous.  The kids reflexes are second to none.  Except maybe this new guy we got the other day.  We call him Grass.  Then there's Vertigo... doing whatever it is he's doing.  Even in my darkest darkness he can make me smile just by being himself.  He's actually my kid brother.  Not that you could tell by looking at us.  Different dads and stuff.  I'm kind of hard on him.  Bull-Dog was that way with me.  I think this week I'll take it easy on him.  He's earned it.

Edited by SaturdayGhede, 08 April 2015 - 12:55 AM.