Sim Thumping Redux
Sim Thumping Redux
Arc: Sim Thumping
Summary: Karen and Iceblade join Cyric in the sims to go head-to-head with three Hhrisses
Date: 2659.203
Related Logs: Sim Thumping P2
Participants: Phillip Karen Cyric Zorro

Late evening, day 203. A few pilots are in the simulator room - bored, looking for some combat.

Juliana walks in and sees some familiar faces, she also sees her pod has some shiny new cables.

Cyric is talking to the technicians about souping up the Hhriss fight and generally chomping at the bit for more of that sweet, sweet sim-combat waiting for a few good pilots to battle alongside…

Phillip follows Singh inside, and looks to Cyric talking to the tech.

Cyric noticing Iceblade, says good-bye to the tech and walks to his pod with an anticipation building for a great combat sim-time.

"Hey Karde! What are you up to?" Singh inquires.

"Heya Talon, you got something interesting planned?" Phillip adds.

"Oh, I've got something special planned for us today! Shall we get started?" Cyric smiles.

"Ooh, let's see this! I bet this will be a nice Krant milk run!" Singh hops in place.

"As the Knights of Old, we shall duel three of the finest starfighters our feline friends can muster for the War in three one-on-one duels!" Cyric grins.

"wait what?" Karen exclaims.

"Okay?" Phillip asks with his eyes askew in curiosity as he heads to one of the pods.

"Ok, let's do this." Karen then says before she hops into a pod.

As the Pilots get engaged into the simulator space, they spy three Hhriss flying … STRAIGHT AT THEM. Guns Blazing - no time to do anything other than pick a target and dodge.

Iceblade sees the enemy gunning for their group faster than expected and focuses more on juking than trying to strike at the second Hhriss. «Dang it, Talon, a little breathing room would have been nice.»

Karen sees a Hhriss barreling at her, she floors her throttle and banks hard in a corkscrew turn.

«Expect the Unexpected, Lt. Let Slip the Dogs of War!» Cyric guns it after one of the pair of Hhriss going after Karen.

COMBAT BOT: Hhriss3's shots missed Karen completely.

COMBAT BOT: Talon scored multiple weapon hits on Hhriss2 with Full Guns.
Hhriss2 lost their front shields and their left armor absorbed the hit.

COMBAT BOT: Hhriss1's shots missed Iceblade completely.

COMBAT BOT: Hhriss2 scored several hits on Karen with Mass Drivers.
Karen lost their front shields and took minor damage to their craft's maneuvering thrusters.

COMBAT BOT: Iceblade scored several hits on Hhriss2 with Full Guns.
Hhriss2 lost their front shields and their right armor absorbed the hit.

COMBAT BOT: Karen's shots missed Hhriss2 completely.

Shots are fired, armors is chucked, and Karen's Stilettos takes some damage on her port thrusters.

"Crap crap crap! Burners!" Karen tries breathing rhythmically. «Attempting an immelman.»

Cyric breathes an exultant breath as bits of the Hhriss shields fail and chunks of kitty litter fly off into space. Eager for the kill, Cyric switches to a dumb-fire missile to loose directly into the Hhriss cockpit.

As the Hhriss's continue to focus on Iceblade and Karen, Iceblade comes about trying to do some damage to the Second Hhriss while the Lead keeps on him. «A little help Talon!» The Dumbfire missile cues up and Iceblade tries to get a good line-up. «Iceblade, Fox Four.»

COMBAT BOT: Talon's Dumbfire Missile scored a critical hit on Hhriss2.
Hhriss2 lost their aft shields and took minor damage to their craft's power core.

COMBAT BOT: Hhriss3 scored several hits on Karen with Full Guns.
Karen lost their front shields and had their craft's guns shattered.

COMBAT BOT: Hhriss2 scored several hits on Karen with Mass Drivers.
Karen lost their front shields and took severe damage to their craft's nose.

COMBAT BOT: Iceblade's Dumbfire Missile hit Hhriss2 dead-on.
Hhriss2 lost their aft shields and their power core was detonated.
Hhriss2's ship was destroyed by its power core exploding.

COMBAT BOT: Hhriss1 almost hit Iceblade several times.

COMBAT BOT: Karen is unable to complete their attack as Hhriss2 has been taken out.

The tide of battle begins to turn, while two of the Hhriss score nasty hits on Karen's Stiletto knocking out her guns and chewing up the Similetto's nose, one Hhriss takes two dumbfires up the rear and denotates from a critical power core.

Cyric's dumbfire narrowly missed the combat as the Kilrathi pilot juked at the last microsecond but not before the missile slammed into the Hhriss' sensitive power core scoring some decent damage into the still beating heart of the tiger.

«Mayday, mayday! I've taken severe damage! Unloading missiles and hand on the rip-cord,» Karen radios. «Guns are out, fore armour is gone.» she adds.

"YES!!" Iceblade yells as the Hhriss falls to the dumbfires, but then he sees both of the remaining Hhriss's going for the kill on Karen. «Watch yourself Karen! They are both on you now.» Phillip radios and he focuses on the third Hhriss to try to distract and hopefully weaken it.

Karen exclaims, «What! Both!?!»

«On our way, lead. Take evasive action. This is Talon targeting lead enemy with DF.» Cyric coolly guns his afterburners for the Hhriss’s six o'clock for a potential killshot.

COMBAT BOT: Iceblade's Dumbfire Missile scored a critical hit on Hhriss3.
Iceblade's missile launcher clicks empty for Dumbfire Missiles.
Hhriss3 lost their aft shields and took minor damage to their craft's power core.

COMBAT BOT: Hhriss1's Heat Seeker Missile only land a glancing blow on Karen.
Karen lost their aft shields and took minor damage to their craft's maneuvering thrusters.

Karen's ship exploded due to a critical failure of ship's integrity.

COMBAT BOT: Talon's Dumbfire Missile scored a critical hit on Hhriss1.
Talon's missile launcher clicks empty for Dumbfire Missiles.
Hhriss1 lost their aft shields and took minor damage to their craft's power core.

COMBAT BOT: Hhriss3 is unable to complete their attack as Karen has been taken out.

And the heatseeker going for Karen was almost dodged, but still finds its mark and weakens Karen's Stiletto to the point of explosion. The Hhrisses now turn their focus on their next target - Bradford.

«Lead taken out. Stay frosty, Iceblade!» Cyric switches over to full guns and unleashes a torrent of gun-fire into the lead enemy Hhriss.

"Damn it!" Iceblade swears. «Roger that Talon… HEY!» Iceblade radios as he spots both of the Hhrisses heading for him. «Going Evasive.» Iceblade then lops an FF at one of the Hhriss. (The third one was closer).

Karen hears the ominous beeping, “come on, get lock, get lock, nope" She pulls the rip cord.

COMBAT BOT: Talon scored several hits on Hhriss1 with Full Guns.
Hhriss1 lost their front shields and took minor damage to their craft's cockpit.

COMBAT BOT: Hhriss3's shots missed Iceblade completely.

COMBAT BOT: Iceblade's Friend or Foe Missile hit Hhriss3 dead-on.
Hhriss3 lost their aft shields and took crippling damage to their craft's engines.

COMBAT BOT: Hhriss1's shots missed Iceblade completely.

Fortunately, the Hhrisses miss while the Confed pilots give them some nasty damage. One to a cockpit and an FF that rinded the engines of the Third Hhriss.

"Come on, come on! Die already." Cyric chants to himself. «Iceblade, you managing okay?»

«Ha, you kidding, they can't touch me.» Iceblade radios as he comes about on the now flagging third Hhriss.

«Roger! Happy Hunting, Iceblade!» Cyric redoubles his efforts to kill his Hhriss before Iceblade can splash his enemy.

COMBAT BOT: Talon scored multiple weapon hits on Hhriss1 with Full Guns.
Hhriss1 lost their front shields and took severe damage to their craft's controls.

COMBAT BOT: Hhriss1 barely hit Iceblade with Full Guns.
Iceblade had their front shields weakened.

COMBAT BOT: Iceblade only scored glancing hits on Hhriss3 with Full Guns.
Hhriss3 lost their aft shields and had their craft's engines shot up.

Hhriss3's ship was destroyed by severe damage across the ship.

«Iceblade guns!» Phillip calls as he lands rounds of energy in the engines of the Third Hhriss causing it to explode. «Let's Wrap this up! Talon. Hey Karen, you watching from an ejection seat?»

«Good Kill, Iceblade!» Cyric says after blasting the craft's front side with enough gun-fire to hit something really good. Ah, the control system. Excellent! Wouldn't be long now! «Roger, Iceblade! Let's wrap this one up!»

«Screen's black, I don't know if I pulled fast enough.» Karen comments from her simpod. «I'm assuming it's a glitch.»

COMBAT BOT: Talon scored multiple weapon hits on Hhriss1 with Full Guns.
Hhriss1 lost their aft shields and took crippling damage to their craft's power core.

COMBAT BOT: Iceblade scored multiple weapon hits on Hhriss1 with Full Guns.
Hhriss1 lost their front shields and had their craft's controls fried.

Hhriss1's ship exploded due to a critical failure of ship's integrity in addition to instability in the power core.

And Talon and Iceblade’s guns blast and rip the Hhriss to pieces.

Kill-stealer. «Victory for the Confederation!» Cyric grinned as the enemy disintegrated and the battle was won.

Iceblade woohoos, and «Well that is another shared kill for us Talon. We make a pretty good team.»

«We do, Iceblade! Let our enemies run before us with their tails between their legs all the way back to Kilrah!» Cyric grins as the sim-pod goes dark.

All three pilots are now outside the pods.

At that point, the door opens, and Zorro enters the room.

Karen sits up and removes her helmet.

Zorro is dressed in shorts, a tank top and has a towel around her neck.

Cyric notices the new arrival as soon as he steps out of the pod. "Hey, Nina! We just wrapped up a great match! Want to get in some action today?"

Karen comments, "Guys, I think I managed the art of being inconspicuous in an ejection pod."

"At least you got a front row seat to three Hhriss going out with the kitty litter! Want to go for another round?" Cyric asks all and sundry.

"Well, some different action perhaps,” Zorro comments before adding, "I'm organising a MMA tournament."

Karen asks, "MMA, what does the marine minor's association have to do with a tournament?"

"Mixed Martial Arts, you meatloaf,” Zorro replies.

Iceblade is keeping quiet, not sure of his basic melee training.

"Meatloaf?" Karen grimaces. To be called such an uninteresting item!” Karen then adds, "Haven't done h2h in a while, are you planning on it being armed? Lightrods, I used to do a bit of that in the academy."

"Ah, while I know the forms, I'm not sure about the steps since piloting is more my speed here. Want a one-on-one duel in the simpod?" Cyric asks.

"Nope, unarmed. It'll be for charity. Raising money for war orphans." Nina says, "I could do a one to one duel, but we all need to get our personal combat as good as possible. Never know when we might need it."

Iceblade shivers at the idea of being face to face with a Kilrathi without a pair of ships in between.

"As you wish, Captain. When will the match begin?" Cyric says a bit reluctant to fight a superior officer in uniform or not even when ordered.

"The tournament is next week, so best to get your practice in now", Zorro says. "See you in the gym in ten minutes?"

"Understood, Captain. See you there!" Cyric quickly leaves to prepare himself for an unexpected h2h fight.

"I'll go get changed." Karen adds.

Iceblade follows out and heads to the gym space.