#flight combat

[z2z-gaming-and-random-art-ai]

Back Cover to AI Art S3E26 - A 10 Tank Killer

Older video games were notorious for back cover descriptions that have nothing to do with the game so let's see what a text-to-image generator makes of these descriptions. each episode of Back Cover to AI Art Season 3 will feature 4 ai art creations for each game.

1. Intro - 00:00 2. Back Cover and Text Description - 00:10 3. Creation 1 - 00:30 4. Creation 2 - 01:00 5. Creation 3 - 01:30 6. Creation 4 - 02:00 7. Outro – 02:30

A-10 Tank Killer (Amiga) The Warthog is back and it’s better than ever! Now you can fly the ugliest, most indestructible plane ever built in the war that made it famous, Operation Desert Storm. In A-10 Tank Killer Version 1.5 you’ll fly low and dirty though 21 missions including 7 all new Persian Gulf scenarios.

Rip apart enemy tanks with you 30mm “tank killing” cannon, fly though smoke filled battlefields and experience the all new realism of the best selling flight simulation that take you up-close and personal to the action.

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First released in 1989 for MS-DOS, A 10 Tank Killer is a flight combat simulation focussing on the A-10 Thunderbolt II aircraft also known as the Warthog.

Developed and published by Eugene, Oregon based developer Dynamix, A 10 Tank Killer was ported to the Amiga in 1991. A 10 Tank Killer is the first of two entries in this series with it's sequel releasing in 1996 under the title Silent Thunder  A-10 Tank Killer II, the game has also appeared in two compilation releases the most recent of those in 1997 as a part of the Aces Collection Series.

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Aircraft

[nocternalrandomness]

The B-2 "Spirit of Pennsylvania" from the 419th Flight Test Squadron flies over Edwards AFB

[dissentersrising]

sanford ily :]

[frostgears]

flight deck

you don't have to tell your handler that you're coming in messy after a bad mission. she's tied into flight ops. she knows.

she's waiting by the flight line before the grease monkeys have all your armor off, with a lubed glove on one hand and two fat purple pills in the other.

"ssshhh, pretty thing," she says. "you did your best out there. now open," she forces the pills to your mouth. "good girl. where's that water bottle… swallow. good."

her hand is already working between your legs, reinforcing her praise. they always detach the armor there first.

the pills help. the pills leave you feeling floaty, detached, enough to ignore what they've done to you to make the armor work. you probably can't climax without them by now, not that your handler would ever let you find out.

a few moments later, you spatter your built-up tension and guilt across the deck. with a sigh, you sink to your still-armored knees. your reflex weapons disarm, automatics finally allowed to take over from your own hair-trigger awareness. they're safe now. you're safe.

the grease monkeys are also safe, emerging from behind blast shields that would not have stopped any but the lightest of your armaments. more for psychological safety, really.

"she done?"

"the fuck do you think, wrenchie?"

"i think you couldn't pay me enough to do your job."

"i don't do it for the pay," you hear your handler say, as your eyelids sink towards closed. "i do it because that thing you're all scared of? she's all mine. and every landing, i get to remind myself, and all of you, and most importantly, her." □

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[musubiki]

i wanna give the m-34th some kind of flight function. i feel like they would need a flight function to combat the witches broomstick thing

[mist-lightning-snap]

Super scribbly plane doodles

[daily-fandragon]

Day 46

The Auditor from Madness Combat by THEplayer2

[z2z-gaming-and-random-art-ai]

Console Racing Driving Games of 1993 - Racing Aces

Released exclusively on the Sega CD, Racing Aces is a 3rd person flight racing and combat game developed by Hammond & Leyland and as far as i have been able to find is the only game developed by this studio.

Racing Aces has a variety of aircraft from World War 1, 2 and more modern aircraft of the time, races take place on a mixture of courses from a simple oval course to figure 8 courses, players must traverse the course passing through marker points and a finish point to complete a lap, pickups around the course to assist you from health pick up to weapons, these appear as balloons positioned around the course.

1. Intro 00:00 2. Gameplay 00:15 3. Outro 06:15

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[verdesart]

Art dump bc I haven't posted here forever

hehoo 🐟 ↬ Personal art, commissions or art fight

[nocternalrandomness]

"Dragon Slayer" being parked at KBAD

[dissentersrising]

the wimble and eeby jeeby

apparently i had these reference images for over a year and forgot about them. whoops !

[frostgears]

port leave

the slap rings loud in the half-empty food court. your face smarts, your eyes water, and your handler's other hand, the one holding her cone of frozen yogurt, doesn't even bobble.

"if your audio didn't pick up 'no', pretty thing," she continues, "then maybe we need to get it serviced. it'll be a shame about the rest of your port leave."

you sense movement and then see: the large bearded man at the next table over. he steps between your seats, interposing.

"miss, are you all right? i just saw her hit you. do you need me to call the cops?"

your handler sighs a sigh born of professional weariness. she puts her yogurt on the table.

"sir, you need to step back. step back slowly."

"the hell i will! you just slapped her! right in front of me!"

"sir. seriously. put your hands down. step back. it is not a 'her' like you think you know. ignore the cute little skirt; it is not a person, it is a weapon system…"

she's talking to him the way she talks to you.

"…you've probably never seen one out of its armor, i get it, i'm not in uniform either, it's my day off. but sometimes these things get confused about the difference between cran-apple juice, avgas, and blood, and they need a reminder of where they are…"

sing-song, reassuring.

"…i'm just going to reach for my service ID here. all above board. again, please don't make any sudden movements…"

"you're sick, lady," the man growls, as he pulls something from his pocket.

you don't wait to find out what. by his next blink, your teeth are at his throat.

"shit! stand down!" your handler shouts. "position 4!"

by your own next blink, you are kneeling at her feet.

there's a large blob on the floor, but it's irrelevant. you have eyes only for your handler.

if you were wearing wings, you'd fan them a little bit. she likes that.

you remain in position 4, hanging on your handler's every word. there's a glow of heat kindling between your legs.

"just a cell phone," she mutters. "hell, sir, i told you, no sudden movements. keep this pressed to your neck, it's clean, just bought it, she didn't get deep."

"somebody," she yells at the gathering crowd, "go get mall security or something. this man needs first aid, and we don't want to risk moving him."

you do not move or signal. you are not somebody. you will hold position 4 until given other orders. you remain in position 4 until all the explanations are done, all the mess is cleaned up. there are stares. you're used to them.

then your handler gazes down at you. your eyes lock to hers.

"you need to listen, pretty thing, when i tell you we're not going back to base yet…"

the heat between your legs grows.

"…now i've got to get another scarf. and i still want to swing by that place with the cute bags… the rest of your leave is cancelled, obviously. maybe shouldn't have even tried. but when we're back at base, i'm for sure gonna need to blow off some steam."

her expression flicks from tired to sharp, hungry. it's all you can do not to squirm, until, finally, she says,

"at ease." □

[verquilla]

Some flight rising art of my fandragons! ^^

[dsannito]