#gauss second

[ryaistardemon]

Twitter requests that I kinda did lol

[until-another-one-comes]

Izaack: (Feeling insecure over his appearance)

(Cut to Angus waking up in a cold sweat)

Angus: Something's wrong, I can feel it

[kaiserouo]

all warframes are sentient confirmed

[psychicvoidtale]

I thought it had been 3 minutes, not a fucking hour.

[malwaredykes]

well. here she is. miss Leigh Stasik.

trans woman. stubborn, incorrigible, eccentric. communist; she has leftist in-fighting with herself on the regular. a cannibal; she has no moral qualms about this, and its both a bit of a spiritual thing and a bit of a pragmatic thing. medic (not a doctor. no medical license). she knows for sure she had some kind of significant personality change from being shot in the head, but she doesn't remember what she was like exactly before it happened, it all became this kind of distant memory soup. shes originally from west new cali, but she grew very attached to the mojave. and has a lot of contempt for the ncr. She Will Serve Crack Before She Serves This Country. thank god the army discriminates against transsexuals etc. zero tolerance for the legion, obviously.

she firmly believes she is not nice, or kind, or compassionate, but instead her actions and her general sense of justice stem from her simply doing whats the most logical and objectively beneficial. it may be true to some extent, but she might also have a wee bit of ocd of the "i am a horrible person whos at all times like 2 seconds away from committing atrocities" variety.

shes a SCIENTIST. unofficially. she doesnt have a degree nor a chosen field of study. she makes her own hrt and other mysterious concoctions, including designer chems. which she claims she ingests injects etc not for recreational purposes, but to Enhance Her Powers And Possibilities. she reads old world books about psychology so she can manipulate people better. and makes weird contraptions and doohickeys while high. shes a HACKER of course and hacks terminals and systems for fun and just to see if she can.

her stats are out there due to implants and intense training, originally they were rather average. in-game she wears combat armor mk 2, but i see her having spruced it up like this. her main weapon is the ycs/186, the unique gauss rifle, but before that she used a modded plasma pistol. which she very much enjoyed the silly appearance of. because it was so small and with so much shit tacked on and she could just hold it in one hand like a mutated revolver like Hands up motherfucker bang bang bang lol. her melee weapon of choice is the machete gladius, but she's been training to be able to wield a thermic lance.

in my head the trajectory of her actions and the fate of the mojave that follows is different from what you can do with the game, because leigh could only go for The Secret Leftist Route Which Was Supposed To Be In The Game But We Were Robbed Of It.

boone was the first friend she made after leaving goodsprings and their relationship is particularly notable. they are Comrades, Siblings-In-Arms, Worsties (like besties but fucked up). theyve seen each other at their worst. they annoy each other on purpose. theyve had serious ideological clashes with each other and some ways in which boone perceives the world drive leigh absolutely nuts. they're ride or die for each other. theyre the kind of comfortable around each other where she'll be on the toilet and smoking a cig with the door open and talking to him, while he's naked sitting on the floor removing stitches from his leg. she's done surgery without anesthesia on him. he's projectile vomited blood on her from being poisoned by cazadores. she strongly encourages him to become a traitor to the ncr and to take part in the revolution and the formation of the new independent mojave alliance. somehow, it works on him in the end. shamefully they kinda like snuggling... boone bro come to bed man its nighty night man its beddy bye time.

shes in love with lily bowen. i havent decided yet whether she actually makes a move. but she thinks lily is sooooo dreamy. and shes right. if you dont think the enormous 203 year old blue mutant woman is dreamy thats your problem. outta her way

[rodolfoparras]

Capture The Moment

Pairing: Izaack Gauss x Male Reader

Cw: 18+, cheating, blowjobs, sub!Izaack, dom!male reader

Wc: 2k+

A/N: I’m fully aware that Izaack doesn’t have a wife but for the sake of the plot, he now does

Synopsis: In which Izaack’s wife asks you to keep an eye on her husband since he keeps coming home late, and you’re more than happy to help

Thinking about Izaack Gauss who always seems to come home a bit late and every time he does he looks very much disheveled hair mussed and three piece practically undone and of course his wife is bound to get suspicious so she kindly asks you to keep an eye on her husband, see if you notice anything suspicious and then report it to her and who are you to deny her?

The sound of heels clicking turns your attention to the glass window in front of you and there he stands, Izaack Gauss, dressed in the simple but chic three piece he left in this morning looking a bit tired from the day but besides that nothing about his appearance raises any alarms in your head.

“Sir,” he greets with a tired smile on his face as he searches his pockets for what you assume can only be documents. “Seems that I must’ve forgotten my documents today” he continues, but despite his words there’s not a trace of remorse in his tone “Is there any other way we can resolve this?”

A laugh escapes your lips, the sound echoing loudly in the otherwise silent lobby before you go to undo the lock to the cubicle you call office. “Come on in,”

The sheepish look on his face turns into something else, smile steadily growing til his sharp molars are on full display, tired eyes becoming more alert and swirling with something akin desire as he step inside your small office space.

Well inside you see that he’s undone the first couple of buttons of his dress shirt, thick dark hairs prominently standing out alongside the pristine white fabric. He’s even gone out his way to roll the sleeves up to his elbows, showing more skin than usual. And as your eyes continue to trail lower down his body, you see the sharp silhouette of his waist, tucked into fitted gray slacks that leave almost nothing to the imagination.

Izaack was one attractive man. You had thought so ever since the very first time you saw him standing in front of the little glass window, with a sheepish smile on his face as he dug around in his pockets for documents.

And when he spoke: his voice was deep and smooth, a couple octaves lower than what you expected it to be and you couldn’t help but wonder what it would take for it to go higher.

That was of course until you saw the wedding band on his hand and his wife standing next to him.

In that very moment you had realized Izaack was a taken man. Izaack, however couldn’t care less about that.

And as if he didn’t just stand tall in front of you, said man falls to the ground. The sound of his leather shoes dragging across the floor sounds all too loud in the otherwise silent office room but you revel in the sound, leaning back into your seat as you watch the big bulk of a man crawl up towards you.

He sits like a dog at your feet, cheek nuzzling up against your clothed dick, spit soiling your slacks while bleary eyes gaze up at you.

You almost want to drag this out a bit, want to watch him pathetically suckle at your slacks, want to watch those blue eyes turn glassy from tears, face burning red as he begs and pleads for you to let him suck your dick.

Unfortunately the limited amount of time won’t allow you to do that - an unknowing tenant may drop in any second now so with a nod of your head, you watch as his ring clad hand eagerly undoes the zipper of your pants, and you swiftly lift your hips, allowing him to pull down your pants along with your briefs.

You watch his dark eyes grow wide as your cock spills out, pink tongue peaking out and wetting his lips in anticipation

“This is what you wanted hm?” you ask, one hand sinking into his dark mane of curls while the other hand grabs ahold of your now fully hard cock, nuzzling it up against his face much like he’d done earlier.

Izaack eagerly nods his head, nuzzles his face closer and you watch with intrigue as pre smears all over his cheek and chin.

“What would your wife think if she saw you like this, hm? You say and yank at his hair watching for a brief moment as he snaps out of his trance, eyes glancing down at his wedding band before falling back onto you again.

“Jesus Christ,” you, laugh in disbelief “you wouldn’t even care would you” You say as you nudge your cockhead against his lips, and you quickly get your answer as you watch the way he eagerly wraps them around the tip.

Izaack had always been skilled with his mouth , you had known so since the very first time you saw him standing in front of a camera. He was quick with his tongue when interviewing someone, flashing his sharp molars when someone tried to intimidate him and sometimes even swallowing down his pride to get the information he needs and wants.

And it’s no different when he’s down on his knees, sharp tongue dragging across your tip, trailing kisses along the length of your dick before his tongue is once again lapping at your cockhead like he can’t bear to lose the taste of you.

“Mmm fuck- just ah- just like that,” you hiss while running a shaky hand through his hair as if it’s the only thing keeping you from losing your sanity.

Although there’s no smile on his face , you can see the amusement in his eyes as he gauges your reactions to his touch; irises glittering as he suckles on your cockhead, sharp molars purposely grazing the sensitive flesh.

“Holy fu-“ you yelp out and for a second you feel like the air has been punched out of your lungs, as you harshly buck up into his mouth.

The other man doesn’t seem to mind your rough touch matter of fact he seems rather pleased, contented hums escaping his lips, the vibrations sending sparks of pleasure straight to your dick. “Izaack fuck!”

Izaack continues like that for a moment, switching between teasing licks and suckling on your tip til your cock is practically throbbing with need.

“‘Enough teasing,” you groan out, this time yanking at his hair in warning and that’s all it takes for him to comply to your request, wet hot mouth sinking down onto your dick, taking you inch by inch til his is nose brushing over the coarse hair at the base of you. “Mph! God!”

It doesn’t take much before he sets a steady pace, and you lose yourself in the pretty sight he makes with his spit slicked lips stretched taut around your cock, fat tears trickling down his flushed cheeks whenever you graze too far back in his throat all while squirming around in place trying to subtly relieve his own hard and weeping dick.

The sound of the phone ringing pulls you out of your daze, and you quickly remember where you are and what you’re supposed to be doing as you blindly grab ahold of the phone and put it to your ear. “Hello?”

“Hello! This is Mrs Gauss. I apologize for calling this late but I was wondering if you have seen my husband? He was supposed to be home an hour ago but he has yet to show up,” the sound of his wife’s voice trickles through the phone.

“Mrs Gauss! Hello! Uh-“ you stutter out, momentarily feeling yourself going tense under his touch, like a bucket of ice had been dumped on you. Izaack however seems as unphased as ever as he continues to work his mouth on you.

“I really am so sorry for bothering you but I have a hard time going to bed without my husband, and to be honest I’m worried about him. So have you seen him?”

Oh, you sure had seen the man, down on his knees with your cock in his mouth while batting his long lashes at you.

“Yes Izaack- Mr Gauss!” you correct yourself but it comes out as a yelp as the man in question starts fondling your ballsack.

Suddenly, the phone falls out of your hands, hips jerking up as grunts and groans escape your mouth.

“Just like that. Ah fuck!” You moan out, head lolling back as you buck up into his touch.

“Hello? Is anyone there?” Once again the sound of Mrs Gauss’ voice brings you out of your daze, this time it echoes from where the phone cord hangs from your fingertips.

You somehow muster up enough strength to fish up the phone to you, hand shaky, voice breathy as you finally reply to the rather confused woman.“Yes! I’m sorry Mrs Gauss. There seems to be something wrong with the phone line-“ and just like on queue another moan tries to slip out of you but luckily you manage to catch yourself in time, teeth sinking into your bottom lip biting down so hard til you’re sure you taste blood all while watching your cock obscenely slide in and out of Izaack’s mouth.

“‘Mm should- should definitely get it checked I agree,” you say, echoing her suggestion back to her, before you lose your last bit of focus as Izaack starts sucking more intensely before he suddenly stops and pulls away.

The panic in your face must’ve been obvious because you see the way his lips curl up before his mouth goes slack, body willfully relaxing as he gazes up at you in expectation.

Jesus Christ.

You don’t even think twice before you start fucking into his mouth, losing yourself in the pleasurable feeling of the wet hot walls of his throat squeezing down onto your cock. The fact that Mrs Gauss is on the other line has long escaped your mind.

“…..it seems to have cut off again” Mrs Gauss says and lightly chuckles, sounding ever so oblivious to what’s going on, on the other end ” would you mind repeating what you said?”

This time it’s Izaack prompting you to answer the phone, a firm squeeze to your thigh brings your attention back to the present moment before you manage to utter some sort of response to her “My apologies, Mrs Ah Mrs Gauss. What I was trying to say is that Mr Gauss just entered the lobby,”

“Oh, alright, thank you,” she says and and sighs out of relief, smile ever so prominent when she speaks but you can’t help but think how the relief in her voice is a stark contrast to the intense onslaught of pleasure in your gut as Izaack continues to work himself up and down your cock “Well would you mind sending him up to me? I’ve been….”

But the sound of her voice fades away as you inch closer to the edge, the coil in your stomach tightening until it finally snaps.

“Ah- Ah Fuck!” You cry out, phone dropping out of your hand and landing with a thud on the floor, as hot ropes of cum spill onto Izaack’s tongue.

“Hello?! Hello?!.. It must’ve cut off again, they really should check the phone lines today. ” You hear her say to herself, voice echoing through the line but you’re unable to focus on anything other than the obscene sight that is you continuously sliding in and out of Izaack’s mouth with Izaack milking your orgams for all it’s worth til there’s nothing but pathetic spurts of cum landing on his tongue.

Eventually you grow too sensitive, body wincing under his touch and you use a shaky hand to push him away from you. “Sto-stop,”

The man reluctantly agrees, and pulls away from you, the last bit connecting you to him being a string of spit before it breaks and disappears.

Through blurry eyes you see Izaack, getting up from his knees, swiftly pulling out a handkerchief he must’ve been carrying with him and wiping his lips. He doesn’t waste another second picking up the phone that had fallen to the floor, before nudging it towards. “Hello?! Are you there?!”

One shaky breath is all it takes before you muster up the strength to answer her: voice breathy and strained, eyes barely able to focus on what’s happening in front of you as you utter the words “‘M sorry, Mrs Gauss I had to deal with something urgent but I’m sending him up now,”

[little-writers-posts]

Something More Between Us (The Milkman x GN Reader)

Author's Note: A short draft that was playing in my mind because of the milkman on TikTok. I hope you enjoy.

Warnings: None.

Word Count: 781

The clock marked 9 p.m., marking the end of my shift as a doorman at the apartment complex where I live. I stretched out on the chair and sighed. At the same time, the other doorman comes through the door to take my place and start his shift.

“Hey, (Y/N), how was your day?” he asked as he started to unpack his things.

“A little tiring, to be honest. Had four residents, plus two without an entry request, and caught six doppelgangers, some more violent than others, but it comes with the job, I suppose.” I said as I packed my things.

“I’m lucky to be on the night shift” he smiled. “I only have three tenants on the list, and according to the DDD all the tenants are in the building except for those.”

“Don’t be careless. Our lives are at stake here.” I warned. “But, you’re right, you’re lucky.” I smiled.

I quickly scanned his list for the night and my heart skipped a beat. Francis name was there, I assume he left for his job as a milkman and, if I remember correctly from my night shifts, he was one of the first to arrive. 

When I started working as a doorman as well as living at the building, one of the perks was to get to know the people who lived in the same space. I always thought that Francis was good-looking, even with those tired eyes. However, even if we do chat a bit at the door or on the occasional bump in the corridors, we never really moved past that. He is a very reserved person and prefers to keep things private, I get that, plus he never seamed that interested in me.

As I was lost in thought, I heard two voices in the entrance lobby and realised my colleague was gathering all the folders to check the information.

“Mmm… Hello” I heard Francis say through the door.

“Good evening mister Mosses” greeted the doorman. “Let’s see…”

I resume my packing, picking up some final things left and reaching for the keys to my apartment.

“All good! You may go.”

“Perfect.”

The second voice reached for the window, “Good evening.”

I rolled my eyes.

“Looking good as always Mr. Gauss”

Once I had everything I left for my own apartment. When I reach the elevator, I saw that Francis was holding the door.

“Oh, thank you.”

“It’s nothing,” he said, “Izaack is also coming so I thought I might wait for both.”

I joined in and backed up against the wall, standing next to him.

“Our prettiest doorman is joining us today, its always a pleasure walking with you” Izaack mentioned as the door shuts, “Did you think about my proposal?”

I sighed for what seems like the thousandth time today. “I am not interested in going on a date with you, thanks.”

“Oh, come on, (Y/N).” He insisted. “It’s going to be fun, I promise. And I’m not just talking about dinner, you know?”

He stepped closer to me. Suddenly, I felt slightly trapped in that elevator. I tried to move further back, but I was already up against the wall. Isaack started to raise his hand to grab me by the chin and possibly bring me even closer to him. However, it didn't come to that. A body came between me and the raised hand.

“Geez, Francis, relax” Isaack chuckled. “I was just messing arround.”

The doors to the elevator opened on the second floor. Isaack was walking out into the corridor, but looked back before the doors closed again.

“You sure can be scary when you’re angry Mosses” He gave that characteristic smile of his. “See you tomorrow.”

The doors closed and Francis moved out of the way.

“Thank you” I whispered to him.

“Hm.” He raised his hand and pinched the bridge of his nose. “Listen, if he ever bothers you again liked that, let me know, ok?”

“Oh, don’t worry, Francis” I said while massaging the back of my neck “He's infuriating, that’s true, and persistent, but I can deal it him.”

The elevator reached the third floor.

“I mean it.” He said while leaving to his apartment. “I… I do worry about you.”

I was about to put the key in the door when I suddenly stopped and looked at him. He stared at me with his tired but expectant eyes.

"I didn't know..." An embarrassed but broad smile appeared on my face "Thank you, Francis, I care about you too, a lot."

He nodded and gave a small smile, turning and heading for his apartment. 

After all, there might be something more between us than I thought.

[rwby-encrusted-blog]

How does Team RWBY react to counter JNPR?

I cannot get all of JACC in one post without it being miles long. I will get to the other three in time.

Dawne: Hey Cutie~ That's a cool weapon you got~

Ruby: *Gasp* Thank you! *she unfurls Crescent Rose* It's A Scythe and a High-Impact Customizable Sniper Rifle!

Dawne: Huh?

Ruby: It's also a gun! My uncle helped me design it's first iteration ...

Dawne: *Zoning Out*

*tap Tap tap*

Dawne: ?

Yang: She's Fifteen.

Dawne:

Yang: *Grabbing his shoulder* Nope! You started this conversation, and you're gonna finish it!

Dawne: *scoffs*

Dawne: So it's Chambered in .50?

Ruby: Yes! Yes She is! But enough about my baby, What's yours like?

Dawne: Oh, you mean- *He brings out a silvery longsword, it's blade splitting along the spine to let the barrel be seen* Horizon Line?

Ruby: Ooooh~ .308?

Dawne: Yes, yes she is~ A Longsword and Designated Marksman Gauss-Rifle!

Ruby: Gauss? Why Gauss instead of traditional firing mechanisms?

Dawne: Well ... I dunno ... I thought the trade off of easier maintenance was worth the initial cost and the necessity of Electric dust to fire it.

Ruby: I can see how that'd be useful! You're ... you were another tournament Runner, Yeah? Like Pyrrha?

Dawne: Yes. Like Pyrrha.

Ruby: Ah, W-well ... with all the funds you got from it, I can see how'd it'd be worth it! Don't need to worry about something failing as often!

Dawne: *Wasn't expecting to have an actual good conversation with anyone* I ... yeah! Plus, I can attach my Scroll to it for data - Thermal detection, bullet counting, aura level remaining ...

~~~~~

Dawne: What's Cookin' Good Lookin'!

Yang: ... Hmm.

Dawne: What? Speechless~

Yang: Well, way too many people are comfortable getting touchy before the first word. Thinking of giving you a chance since you kept your hands to yourself.

Dawne: Oh, giving me a chance would be the worst mistake for you romantic prospects in the future! No one will ever compare~

Yang: And there's the other shoe. I don't like being played with.

Dawne: Aw, Come on! I don't play with people, I make them sing~

Yang: Alright you've got your point across. Leave.

Dawne: Come on! I'm Dawne Angeles, One of the Top Tournament fighters of the Mistral League~ You have no Idea how lucky you are-

Yang: I told you to Back off.

Dawne: *raising his hands defensively* Okay! Okay! ... Fine. No Flirting. How about a drink? Just a drink and I'll be out of your hair

Yang: ...

Yang: *sigh* Fine. One Drink. You fuck up again, and you leave, got it?

Dawne: Sounds like a plan, Fireb-

Yang: ?

Dawne: ... I don't think I caught your name!

~~~~~

Dawne: H-

Weiss: If you're going to flirt with me, turn around and leave, or else I'm freezing you solid! I get enough of that junk from you're brother. and if you believe I'll entertain it for one second, then you're sorely mistaken.

Dawne: ...

Dawne: Snow ang- *Frozen*

~~~~~

Dawne: Well if it isn't my lucky day~

Blake: *Reading*

Dawne: I mean, most people think black cats are bad to come across, but I don't think they've been the ones lucky enough to even lay their eyes upon a beauty such as yourself~

Blake: *Still Reading*

Dawne: ...

Dawne: I can't help but notice that we have similar palettes! Why we almost look like to parts of a pair-

Blake: Like Siblings?

Dawne: ...

Dawne: Great. Thanks for that mental image. Really appreciate it.

Blake: Not a problem~

[ross-hollander]

it is my personal meme conspiracy theory that the arbiter has a second version. This is how it remains feared, because every one in, fifty, a hundred, models or so has not a heavy rifle, but a gauss rifle.

Imagine it. A corsair band confronting the thing. Laughing. They think they know what's up. The pilot pulls the trigger and a hypersonic watermelonish bullet crumples about 5pts worth of salvaged standard armor on the lead mech's glacis, plows through the reactor and releases plasma into the internals, drops it instantly. Then the goddamn thing points to the next person.

I don't know too much about how to make a custom 'mech and therefore open the floor to anybody who could tell me whether the stats system would allow this to be a thing.

Either way, I shall dub it the Arbiter ARB-101 "Golden Ticket".

[is-the-battlemech-cool-or-not]

Atlas AS7-K3-Tb2 - "Gewitter"

Chassis: Skobel 100-Lite Variable Composite Biped

Power Plant: Defiance Clan-Grade 400 XL

Cruising Speed: 43.2 kph

Maximum Speed: 64.8 kph [86.4 kph w/ active TSM]

Jump Jets: Pratt & Whitney F319-PW-100

Jump Capacity: 90 meters

Armor: Duralex Clan-Grade Ferro-Fibrous w/ CASE II

Armament:

1 Small Pulse Laser

1 Light Gauss Rifle

1 Streak SRM 4

2 ER Large Laser

1 Pile Bunker

Manufacturer: Defiance Industries (original)/Skobel MechWorks (refit #1)/Fursona's Fusiliers (refit #2)

Primary Factory: Defiance Manufacturing Annex - Kwangjong-Ni (original)/Yakima Proving Grounds, Terra (refit 1)/Argo Mechbay (refit #2)

Communication System: Clan-enhanced Irian E.A.R. w/ Nova CEWS & Studebaker-T19 Battle Computer

Targeting & Tracking System: Clan-enhanced Army Corporation Type 29K w/ Advanced Targeting Computer (w/ VRT)

Introduction Year: 3153

Tech Rating/Availability: F/X-X-X-X

Cost: 34,853,333 C-bills

Overview:

Gewitter is built on the Atlas chassis, though a great deal of modification has made it truly one-of-a-kind. The original platform upon which the venerable ‘Mech was built was the Atlas AS7-K3, notable for its inclusion of jump jets. They remained a hallmark of Gewitter, carrying through to the final model, introduced on the battlefields of Helios in October 3153, much to the horror of the Word of Blake forces at the Battle of Fort Bayeux. Gewitter is, at first glance, a fairly standard Atlas mech, originally of Defiance Industries manufacture. However, after two major refits, very little remains of the original K3 as it entered service in 3134. The first refit was conducted by the MechTechs of Skobel Mechworks at their Yakima Proving Grounds on Terra. There, for a time, Gewitter sat opposite Test Unit Sierra Five - the original Mackie and the first ever BattleMech - while the Atlas was fully rebuilt. The refit focused on integrating mixed Inner Sphere and Clan technology along with additional command gear, armor, and sensors; steps were also taken to shave weight from the original design. This further enhanced its pilot’s dynamic, fluid style with greater maneuverability. An extra additional step added late in the refit process, as ordered by Commanding General Melissa Hazen herself, saw Gewitter's right hand fitted with a half-ton, 24-karat engagement ring, complete with the largest natural diamond ever cut in human history - the inside band of which was etched in micro font with the entire Jade Falcon Remembrance. This ring remained upon Gewitter's right arm, even after the wedding of Hazen and Marten-Steiner in the aftermath of Operation TOUCHDOWN. The second refit, performed on the battlefields of Helios by Star Captain (later Khan) Xerxes Truscott of Clan Star Adder, focused primarily on the integration of two newly designed, powerful, and devastating weapons: the Clan-spec Light Gauss Rifle and the Pile Bunker.

Deployment:

As the personally owned 'Mech of Lieutenant General Marten-Steiner, Gewitter deployed alongside Theodora during her entire career - first with the LCAF, and then with the Third Star League's SLDF.

History:

Gewitter was the custom command 'Mech of Lieutenant General Theodora Marten-Steiner, notable for her role in the early formation of the Third Star League SLDF, Operation TOUCHDOWN, Operation WINDFALL, and the later Lyran War of Reclamation. Famous in her eventual role as commander of the hyper-elite Royal Guards RCT, the Lieutenant General also served as the second commanding officer of the Royal Black Watch regiment, after its second re-founding in 3151.

Type: Atlas AS7-K3-Tb2 'Gewitter'

Technology Base: Mixed (Unofficial)

Tonnage: 100

Battle Value: 2,729

Equipment Mass

Internal Structure Composite 5

Engine 400 XL 26.5

Walking MP: 4

Running MP: 6(8)

Jumping MP: 3

Double Heat Sink 10 [20] 0

Gyro 4

Small Cockpit (Armored) 3

Armor Factor (Ferro) 297 15.5 Internal Armor Structure Value Head 3 9 Center Torso 31 47 Center Torso (rear) 5 R/L Torso 21 32 R/L Torso (rear) 10 R/L Arm 17 34 R/L Leg 21 42

Right Arm Actuators: Shoulder, Upper Arm, Lower Arm, Hand

Left Arm Actuators: Shoulder, Upper Arm, Lower Arm, Hand

Weapons

and Ammo Location Critical Heat Tonnage

Triple Strength Myomer RT/LT/RA/LA/RL/LL 1/per - 0.0

Jump Jet CT 1 - 2.0

Jump Jet RT 1 - 2.0

CASE II (Clan) RT 1 - 0.5

Light Gauss Rifle (Clan)* RT 4 1 10.0

Streak SRM 4 Ammo (25) RT 1 - 1.0

Pile Bunker Ammo (5) RT 1 - 1.0

Pile Bunker Ammo (2) RT 1 - 0.5

Targeting Computer LA 4 - 4.0

ER Large Laser (Clan) LA 1 12 4.0

Engagement Ring** LA - - 0.5

Jump Jet LT 1 - 2.0

CASE II LT 1 - 0.5

Streak SRM 4 (Clan) LT 1 3 2.0

Light Gauss Rifle Ammo (32) LT 2 - 2.0

Small Pulse Laser LT 1 2 1.0

Armored Cowl (Armored) HD 1 - 1.5

Nova Combined Electronic Warfare System HD 1 - 1.5

ER Large Laser (Clan) RA 1 12 4.0

Pile Bunker (Clan)*** RA 6 - 6.0

* = Heat 1, Dmg 12, Min.Rng 2, Short.Rng 1-7, Med.Rng: 8-16, Long.Rng: 17-24, Tons: 10, Crit.Slots: 4, Ammo/Ton: 16

** = gives a -1/-1 morale bonus to pilot and gunnery skills - if (and only if) Theodora Marten-Steiner is piloting.

*** = A Pile Bunker inflicts one point of damage for every five tons the 'Mech weighs. When punching with a Pile Bunker, the user can choose to fire the pile, expending one shot of ammunition (5 ammo per ton) and generating 5 heat, scoring a critical on the location hit with a -2 modifier. In addition, if armor remains after an attack where the Pile Bunker has been fired, roll for a second critical hit with a -2 modifier. For each critical dealt, also deal one point of internal damage to that location.

Features the following design quirks: Accurate Weapon (all), Battle Computer, Battle Fists, Combat Computer, Cowl, Distracting, Easy to Pilot, Extended Torso Twist, Fine Manipulators, Improved Communications, Improved Cooling Jacket (Small Pulse Laser), Improved Sensors, Multi-Trac, Nimble Jumper, Reinforced Legs, Stabilized Weapon (all), Variable Range Targeting, Illegal Design (Custom Weapons+Custom Equipment)

[draculaflowin]

warframe flow?

Got my entire crew lifting ass to our faces together. My Archwing prime got her arching her back. Smoking that Sporothrix pack, shit got nothing but prime mods. Even my Kubrows are smoking 24/7. This blunt will hit you like a Gauss at max speed, this blunt will hit you like Orokin Catalyst, this blunt hit like a hemilinth strain, This blunt hit like Atlas smashing that asteroid. Nutting so hard got her looking like Grendel. My bitch look like Nidus. Shit im smoking so crazy I understood Eternalism. Got that second dream done so quick shit still counted as my first. My Dojo will fucking end you. Go in and rework Oberons code with my dick. Baro Kiteer dont even touch my bands. Get her begging to sit on my Railjack. Lua cracked open from me dropping my balls on the floor. I dont make deals with Wally, Wally makes deals with me. Sleeping on a bed of Argon shit aint nothing to me.

[nami-ramen]

a bit of operator sona stuff while im collecting stuff for voidrig(need for second war quest) and waiting until gauss will be done

im broke af so im doing my own damn clothes design screw it(but they not looking fitting enough imo)

[thehotgrandparent]

TNMN Part 2/Floor 2

Arnold Schmicht: He is so curious about everything, it’s not even funny. Despite it, Arnold definitely knows when he should stop asking questions because he doesn’t want anyone to get uncomfortable. Limits mean everything to him.

Gloria Schmicht: Gloria absolutely loves to gossip, especially with Rafttellyn, her best friend. The second she hears something interesting? She’s instantly going to the other’s apartment while also dragging Arnold with her if he’s home. Despite this, she is also really good at keeping secrets. While also being terrible at them because she might slip up by accident. So if you tell her a secret, it’s basically a gamble to see if she’ll tell her best friend or not (the same goes with Rafttellyn tbf)

Izaack Gauss: Izaack is defo a proud guy. He also likes to talk. He’s basically the extrovert to an introvert. Izaack can be easy to get along with though, as long as you’re willing to let him yap about things all day long.

Margarette Bubbles: She’s a really bubbly person (last name reference /j), and, like Izaack, really easy to get along with. Margarette is also always willing to sew things together for her neighbors for a discount as well! She’s basically friends with everyone in the apartment complex, lol. She’s also really close friends with Nacha. Margarette can be a little pushy at times though.

Nacha Mikaelys: Nacha is similar to Margarette, but a whole lot more quiet. She’s always willing to help a hand to others. Even if she’s stressed half the time because she’s busy with her own stuff, raising Anastacha, etc etc. She’s still a great person to be around, and she’s incredibly sweet as well.

Anastacha Mikaelys: She’s definitely on the quieter side, like her mom. Anastacha always seems like she’s disinterested in the conversation/life in general, but she’s really not. It’s just the fact that she just looks like that. Anastacha is also really lonely, which is sad. Mostly because she has a couple of friends at school, yet no one around her age to talk to at home, so she just has to make due with talking to a bunch of adults who are way older than her.

[hellosweetart]

Sorry of someone already asked you this but whose ur fav TNMN character? :)

I remember the first time I saw TNMN, the very first character I like is the overrated milkman, Francis Mosses. His features may be a simple overworked man, but it's his eyes, his nose, his small chin, his hair and his overall tired expression is what made me magnetised to him. Many people has made a lot of fanart and animations about this guy, but then the same people from fandom has introduced to alot of characters.

The second character I like is Izaack Gauss. That funny looking man. He is a handsome, charming, probably persuasive news anchorman from Channel 47. Probably going to gym to lose those flabs, because he is self conscious of his appearance. He even follows the same skin care routine as the model Twin Sisters and makes sure to visit his dentist once a month to check his perfectly aligned teeth. (Very much the opposite of Zog Ommog who doesn't give a crap on what he looks like. 😅)

Then the rest of the bois came in, like Steven, Angus Robertsky, Henry, Afton and Chuckles. OOOHHH boy, I am on clouds. I remember I felt that I wanna draw all of the Bois having a bath. Lol

AND THEN, I suddenly grew to like some female characters too, which are Lois, Nacha and Mia.

Nacha is my most favourite female character, second is Mia. Anastacha is like a baby girl to me who needs to be protected at all costs.

When the Nightmare Mode came in, I didn't think that I would grew to love the characters there too in spite of their scary features. Yog and Ishtar are my most favorite due to their mysterious relationship. Contrast to what other fans think for them, I would love to imagine them being in an open relationship, where Yog is welcome to go on polygamous marriages while Ishtar is okay with flirting with other characters. Yog would like to continue his bloodline and make more children to a romantic partner whom he seems worthy of deep affection. Quachil is not okay with how her parents think of their marriage. While she gets the love and attention she needs from both Yog and Ishtar, she doesn't agree with the open relationship stuff, and so she hangs out with either Zoth, Barbatos, or Teutates for a good company.

[msn-04iinightingale]

Hel

Drop: -10:00:00

The Seraph died, torso armor and cockpit ravaged by PPC blasts and LB 10-X auto cannon rounds. Owen switched targets, raking a Deva with his ER Medium Lasers. The enemy mech responds with a Gauss rifle slug which slams into the left leg of Owen’s mech. He grunts with the neural feedback of the damage dealt. Quickly checking his armor, he was relieved to see that the round hadn’t penetrated the armor. 

“Atta girl, Katherine, gonna take more than that to take you out.” He grins at the chime indicating his ER PPCs are recharged. “My turn!”

The twin PPC bolts snap out with thunder cracks, blasting into the Deva’s right arm, tearing away armor and hopefully, damaging the Gauss Rifle there.

Seconds later, the arm explodes, the Gauss rifle evidently having been damaged enough to overload. The Deva staggers, allowing Anya to light the other mech up with her Clan Pulse Laser, and Clan Medium Lasers, green and blue beams cutting into its armor in multiple places. It swings, and fires its Light PPCs at the Thunderbolt, two missing and one blasting into Anya’s torso armor. Owen hears the small sharp intake of breath over the comms. It pays for this damage by catching a LB 10-X slug to the cockpit fired by Owen. The enemy mech shudders, and then slumps over into the side of a nearby building.

“You ok Major?” He asks.

“Yeah…fuck that hurt…” Anya replies. “But I’ve still got armor, I’m good.” She sounds tired.

“Christ we all are.” Owen thought. The fighting had been fierce, and nearly constant since they landed. The city, a small place named L’Anerie, had turned into a near constant running battle between Barghest Company and Fursona's Fusiliers, and the Word of Blake. The city was a maze of buildings just tall enough to obscure sight lines more than a few blocks, and it seemed like it was filled to the brim with enemy mechs, weapon emplacements and ambushes. They had lost several Fusiliers to Heavy Level II’s lying in wait, and several of his own mechs are badly mauled. Billy’s Archer is missing an arm and the LRM launcher in one side torso, and Vance’s Thug’s damaged leg is now almost locked up. Not to mention all of his mechs have had their armor savaged. And the ammo situation…

Owen sighed a bit. He always knew it would be a bad one. 

Still.

In the next street over, Victoria and Vance have brought down an Archangel with Kei providing large laser and missile fire. Victoria wrenches her mech’s hatchet from the enemy mech’s side, as well as pulling the retractable blade, and the arm attached to it, from her left torso armor.

“Ugh…don’t know how much longer we can do this, boss…” she says, over comms. “Got a hole in my left torso armor.”

“Yeah, Envy’s pretty banged up too.” Kei added. “Also I’m soooooooo hoooooooot….uuuuuuuugh….”

“Understood.” Owen replied, checking the mini map. The forest of red dots had been reduced significantly, leaving only several small pockets and one decent sized one left.

“We good to move forward, sir?” Maria asks, ever professional. Her Mad Cat had lost a good chunk of it’s armor, and was down top a quarter of its missile load, but still functional.

“Hell, I’m ready to pack it in, few more scraps like this and I got is a fucking pair of medium lasers left, might as well spit at em at that point” The gruff voice of Billy adds, ever the blunt one.

Owen considered, they were banged up, but still largely functional.

“Sir….I have found something” The soft voice of Elenor appears over the comms.

“Report Lt, what’ve you got?” Owen asks.

“Civilians, sir…a lot of them…” She replies.

Owen feels a familiar weight in his chest at what might come next. The Word was never kind to the civilian population of the worlds the conquered.

“…report status of the civilians, Lt.” He asks.

“… scared, sir.”

Owen lets out a sigh. Great…just great…

He pushes several buttons and keys up Savannah’s frequency.

“This is Garm 1 to Fursona, we’ve got a situation here. A civilian situation, over.”

@is-the-battlemech-cool-or-not

[idk-how-to-name-it]

Looks at you with wet autism eyes and holds this at you

Can you make hcs for her,,, her name is Isabella Gauss

Those eyes and shit eating grin ain't hard to miss

Izaack's relative? Huh, interesting...

Well, first thing that got my eye is her bright and warm colour palette! It feels like she'll burst out in happiness and positivity at any second. Also, I think she's very active, as her hair is a bit messy(+ Yellow colour can symbolise something energic).

And she has sooooo many roundy shapes! Oh, and she has smiley face with a tiny tooth gap(Btw, love this detail)! Perhaps she's friendly and extroverted girl?

And for me she's seems like to be that kind of curious kiddo who asks about everything constantly(Hope that she doesn't annoy Izaack with her questions, hehehe) x)