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[When they began to "go" mentally but still being there physically can be too hard to swallow.
Albeit sometimes (for example) you miss your grandma sleeping peacefully in her armchair, and everytime you pass by it sans her, the void stings you back.]
Treadwellia, Your imaginary friend, Loftegen 2, and Predora
Ooh cool! Imaginary doesn't have a formal military... but the culture there is to be well-trained in different types of combat (mostly low-tech kinds).
Treadwellia, Loftegen 2, Shangri-la valley, and Predora
Being in company of others is a necessity for everyone, keep oneself busy I think is the best option all the time. And I'm sure she will be taken care and nurtured, blessings to your mom. So nice of you to share <3
Treadwellia, Loftegen 2, and Predora
National Aerospace Defence Center, buried beneath the Ravenberg, northwest of Altenburg
"Show Wraith strike results," High General Yong ordered. The relevant data quickly appeared on one of the observation room's many screens. Unlike the people playing attacker and defender, Yong and his staff (and guests) had immediate access to the results of actions taken.
Strikes ordered: 24
Strikes carried out: 22
Strikes successful: 7 - target destroyed, 100% casualties.
Strikes partly successful: 4
Target 2 directly hit, but bomb not powerful enough. 80% damage, 75% casualties.
Target 7 close near miss. 70% damage, 70% casualties.
Target 14 near miss. 50% damage, 45% casualties.
Target 18 near miss. 30% damage, 15% casualties.
Strikes unsuccessful: 13
In eight cases, the bomb landed in the vicinity of its target but not close enough to do meaningful damage. In three cases, no there was no target near the impact point. In two cases the aircraft was destroyed before it could release its weapon.
A list of high value Orange leadership killed and wounded followed, the number one target not being among them. Overall the attack was judged to have been 37% effective.
"Well," Yong said, "That could have gone better."
Großadmiral Claussen knew that the location of Orange's command bunkers was randomly generated, as was the accuracy of Loftegen 2's knowledge of those locations. It seemed that they had either failed some of their "gather information" rolls, or their "to hit" rolls. Or both.
"Twelve megatons of firepower to kill 9000 people? Yes, it could have gone better," Claussen agreed.
Yong chuckled. "Hopefully the next phase will bear more fruit," he said.
Below them, the main screen of the main command center - attacker headquarters - was beginning to sparkle with points of light: missile launch indications, as crews across Loftegen 2 carried out their exercise orders. The missile people weren't central to Schedule, which was about aircraft coordination, but any realistic scenario required their participation, and they would be scored on their reaction times.
The question was, how long would it take Orange to respond? Probably not too long, since they knew they were under attack already, and had been planning to launch their own attack anyway. Still, it took a little over seven minutes for the first launch indications out of Orange, about 40% longer than expected, and the launches were spread over a longer time than Loftegen 2's had been. Evidence of damage to the command, control, and communications systems of the enemy.
Since the exercise was playing out in real time, Yong and Claussen now had about twenty minutes to wait for the next round of results.
Role play on the RMB is free-form: people join in if they want to. So yeah, I'll RP with you, here, when I want to. No offence.
New Rogernomics, Guiness Freaks, and Predora
Unlike Catholics I don't pray to the Virgin Mary
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