What's Junk? (The Mech Touch)

[Negation]

The place is Cold Grave. The 7 Sins System was born here. Grave Knight Mk 1.

 

[lost star]

The mech's name was Morning Star.

She was absolutely gorgeous. Every part of her was a work of art. Her wings glittered. Her armor had elaborate patterns that complimented every line of our body. The helmet looked almost like it had a crown. She was slim and graceful, and even had heels for some silly reason. She looked like a mech made for fashion. Not an expert's mech. Only the gauntlets hinted at something else. Large and clawed, they each had six spike-like daggers attached to the outside. It felt fitting. It turned her from a pretty ornament to a lethal weapon.

Lilly loved all the mechs Bolt made, but this one felt special in a way. She felt... Complete was the best word for it. Warm yes, but also warm with purpose. This one had a enough of a presence that everyone could tell she was special. There was an aura there that demanded acknowledgement. Dowry would always hold a special place in her heart. She had to admit this one might be better in more circumstances.

"Few things since I didn't have time for through documentation." Bolt said with a long yawn and a bleary look at his wife. "Her movement is going to be tricky. She's meant to shift at will and the wings make her top heavy. If the wings get hit by small hits they'll regenerate small damage over about half a second. I put some of Dowry's nanomachines in the wing bases to facilitate that. They'll be able to repair machine gun hits and the like. Bigger hits will cause damage that needs ta be repaired like normal. Use the Jade Slip in the cockpit to get a feel of the systems. I put my impressions in there."

Lilly nodded seriously as she examined the mech with a critical eye. "Is that armor fragile? Looks fancy."

Bolt yawned again and staggered slightly. "No." He shook his head as he let his wife support him a bit, which nearly crushed her because of how large he was, but she'd deal with it. "The patterns are just fer electricity and heat transfer. That's the most efficient way of doing it. Expect them to light up slightly when in use, but they're just an added layer of energy defense. It's armor and will work as such. Expensive ta repair but meant to be damaged."

"It's only been a day. How are you so wiped out?!" Lilly demanded with worry at his condition.

The designer gave a light laugh. "I pushed too hard." He groaned at the motion and held his head. "Also, I need sleep. Think I had a thing sorta like what happened to you when you broke through."

Lilly nodded slowly and got a pair of men to manhandle the man to bed. She then grabbed one of the service ladders and ascended to the cockpit of her mech. This was the first real activation. It was time to see how she ran, and what Bolt had made. Was it a lady or a monster?

The mech started with an almost pulling sensation. Lilly connected to it and felt something like a grab. One that she easily fended off with a raised eyebrow. For a moment she could feel the mech staring at her somehow. They she reached out a hand to grab at a control and she could feel the mech reach back with less force and more care.

"Opinionated little thing aren't you?" Lilly murmured to her ride while accepting the mental handshake.

Morning Star was more alive than anything else she'd ever piloted. It wasn't bad. Just different enough to be noticeable. Once she'd connected properly the mech's insistence settled down and became quiet. It was soothing now, complete. The connection was like with Dowry but more intense. Not bad. Just intense.

Taking a step out of the construction cradle showed another quirk. Her balance was on a knives edge. Each step demanded precision and effort. The reason why was pretty obvious. Stability had been sacrificed in favor of the ability to shift her footing in an instant. Lilly could quick step and dance if she needed. It was like the Shrine Maiden but even more extreme. This was a design that only an expert could bring to it's full potential. This was a fine trade off in her opinion. Not every mech had to be easy to use. For something specifically for her, it was perfect.

Function checks were next. Give the wings a flap. Wiggle arms, then fingers. Head could move as needed. Then the weapon. Lilly started up one of the gauntlets and felt the charge in them. Then ordered the auto-diagnostic to report. All green naturally, but it reported properly. After all of that she turned and examined the cockpit.

There as he'd said was a Jade Slip. It was different than the alien ones. Those were little crystals. This was a metal lined block with green in the center of it. More durable, more human. Lilly didn't even need to touch it. It was already linked to the mech's system. She just needed to mentally link through her helmet.

One thing immediately made her chuckle. "Really? Lust?" She gave a giggle. Naming specific functions after the seven deadly sins was very amusing. "Could someone put a disposable generator out in front of me?" She asked over the open comms once she'd gone through the specifications. She very much appreciated the lack of reading needed using this system.

While that was happening Lilly sauntered around to get a feel of the mech's movement. Graceful. Sexy almost. A few quick flares of the booster let her know she could almost float through the air. Not quite, but very close. Bolt had honed the grace and dexterity of this mech to an absurd degree. It was almost a heavy in armor and a solidly medium in speed, but she doubted any mech could match how easily it could shift position.

Once the generator was in front of her Lilly activated Greed and flinched from the sudden and unexpected weight. All systems caused a certain mental load on the pilot. This one was hefty. Nothing she couldn't handle, but it had not been expected. The effect on the target was small for the effort as well. She could see little lightning shocks coming from the generator. That was about it. Mildly disappointing visually.

"How's the draw on generator?" Lilly asked the techs watching.

"We're noticing a small load." The tech responded. "It fluctuates from ten to twenty percent."

That wasn't horrible, but she wasn't sure it was worth the mental effort she was expending. The expert frowned. "Damage?"

"Some. I don't want to send a tech to physically check. We're all feeling a bit of a... Well pressure. Also I don't like those electrical surges." The tech sounded hesitant as he relayed the observation.

"Hmmm." Lilly hummed out and mentally shifted the 'settings' on Greed to designate friendlies. "Does that help?"

"No more pressure." The tech said with audible confusion.

"Ok, I hate to do this, but get two zombies in here. Send my apologies to the pilots." The girl ordered as she started to make mental calculations about what she was seeing.

This was faster than getting the generator. Two of the zombies walked in from guard duty and Lilly could immediately both feel and tell when they entered range of Greed. They flinched slightly and small electrical arcs sparked from their mechs. Furthermore her energy consumption was shifting from the generator and energy cells to just the Greed system. Extrapolating, if she had enough enemies in range she could essentially run off their power instead of her own.

"What sort of monster did you make?" Lilly asked breathlessly off channel before mentally tagging the people as friendly. "Check those mechs for damage and report."

Greed had serious potential just based off that. Sure it wouldn't kill, but if she got Morning Star into a crowd her endurance would be functionally unlimited. That sort of endurance was absolutely worth the trouble. The damage report from the mechs also indicated trace electrical damage to everything as well. Lilly could see her bringing down small armies without touching them with just this. It'd take forever but it'd be possible.

Lilly paused. She should probably test the weapons before she made her final conclusion. Right now this was just promising theory. With a mental switch she gestured with one hand. Six daggers flew out with a small blast of electricity and embedded themselves in a nearby plate they'd setup for weapon testing. Lilly raised an eyebrow. Not bad. Her mech made a pulling motion and the daggers returned, ripping themselves out of the metal and neatly clipping back onto the outside of the gauntlets with a blur.

Truthfully it wasn't spectacular. Deadly, unpredictable, and dangerous, but decidedly low for an experts offensive weapon. If there was a flaw it was there. The daggers moved slow enough for an expert to react to. Lilly, as an expert could easily mow down people with this configuration, but that was utterly identical to all other experts. It was a niggling issue in an otherwise fairly impressive design. She'd have to speak with Bolt about applying the resonance materials there later.

"When combined with the rest this is pretty good still." Lilly evaluated.

All together she rated it as an impressive defensive mech that made sensible trade offs in performance. The attack was relatively efficient for a weapon at least. Perfect for grinding down opponents if used properly with the rest of the systems. Lilly would have to take this girl into combat to really get a feel for her, but that was fine. So far she liked the mech. It wasn't instant love. This mech had the potential to impress her. She wasn't yet.

She'd reserve conclusions until they'd gotten into a serious fight.

 

[Golgotha]

Was there a trick to the knives I've forgotten already, or is it just outright a weakness in design?

 

[lost star]

Was there a trick to the knives I've forgotten already, or is it just outright a weakness in design?

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There's a trick, but it's unintentional on Bolts end and a weakness. He's far from perfect.

 

[Sceptic]

she doubted any mech could match how easily it could shit position.

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A result of excremental improvements?

 

[Rockow]

A result of excremental improvements?

Click to shrink...

Incrimental not excremental, no one wants excrement anywhere near anything important

Edit: Damn it, forgot to read what you were quoting mb. Nah you're right that is excremental.

 

[lost star]

They were taking a serious risk now. Before they'd been pure scavengers. Darting at the outside, looking for weak points, being very careful. With Lilly's new mech and the ability to both fend off the whispers and let her rest without interruption they had a different option now. They were going to batter down a gate.

Their maps showed many things nearby the fortress. One of those things was labeled major settlement. It wasn't surprising. Fortress world or not, it was still a world. It needed place to live and support people. Cable had crossed it out because things like that were typically heavily defended. It had not been feasible to attack it. Now it was.

Travel time would be a bit tight. They'd go over the two month limit they'd planned for. The extra supplies made this feasible though, and they still had intact FTL transmitters. So they went.

And things immediately got harder. The little claymen went from being occasional hazards to veritable armies. Not just a few, dozens. All of them in the tunnels, on the walls, and the ceilings. Almost as if they were waiting for someone to try something.

Lilly could have easily cleared it. They let her do the first one to test out Morning Star. It... Wasn't really a test. The mech walked in, was shot at, the wings deflected everything, and then all of the claymen died within seconds. The flying blades it used to fight wiped out entire hordes at once, and the draining system ate the rest. The only thing it showed was that an expert could wipe out a horde, which wasn't something special. Dowry would have done the same, only slower because she'd have to move to fight them all.

After that they kept their expert in reserve and sent in the Bloody Berserkers and Zombies to both get experience and conserve Lilly's stamina. These mechs were almost tailor made for the situation. They could charge in and remove vast swaths of enemies, and deal with the traps as well. Sure they took damage, but only to their armor. They had an almost excessive amount of materials for that. They were also able to salvage some more from the bodies. Not much. The stone was useless. The stuff it was laced with was worth the time if you found choice parts. (Rats were very good at finding choice parts quickly.)

For a time that was all their trouble. Mostly claymen, snakes, and spiders. All of them were relatively easy to deal with. It was easy to forget that these aliens had fought the MTA and made them take losses. They would be reminded.

The event happened as the tunnels widened out and once they were very deep. It should have been warmer at this point. It wasn't. It was somehow colder instead. The mechs were frosting over if they were left still too long. People really didn't want to leave their vehicles if they could. That was when the alien's real defenses started coming into play.

Lilly reacted first, as befit an expert. It didn't help. The attack came from above. Beams of heat striking from the ceiling. One hit a Zombie dead on. The strike melted the mech in an instant. No chance to dodge, no ability to defend against it. Several tones of metal turned molten in an instant. A candle versus a blowtorch.

More beams came down. Most of the mechs managed to dodge somewhat after the first strike. Some lost limbs. There were few deaths. None of the vehicles were targeted, though that was likely due to them keeping far to the rear of the formation. Missiles flew up as the Cerberus switched to the hellfire missiles and fired at the likely emitters. Fire dripped down from the ceiling as the beams stopped.

Then the forth group of constructs came into play. They didn't bother with stealth or speed. They walked in. Twice the size of a mech, all stone. Molten lines ran up and down their bodies, and a single glowing eye dominated their front. The claymen's big brother. Dubbed immediately Cyclops.

Around them a small army moved forward to reinforce them. Hundreds of claymen, spiders, and even snakes. They all moved forward like a veritable monster horde.

The Bloody Berserkers charged in first. They didn't even wait for orders The boosted into the enemy lines like bowling balls. Stone monsters went flying every which way and they performed large whirling spins to shatter what they could before moving in front of the largest things and slamming their hammers into the torsos.

The Cyclops barely seemed to notice. Their bodies cracked some, but they simply attempted to backhand their opposing forces with one large meaty hand. Several of the heavy mechs went flying several steps as the backhand hit them, both rattling the mechs and nearly breaking them in a single strike.

"Don't target the eye!" Lilly called out as she moved to the front.

Twelve blades shot out and peppered one stone colossus. Some hit the eye and the trapped part exploded in a retaliatory measure, annihilating a few of Lilly's blades. Molten stone flowed out of the wounds it had taken and removed the damage it had taken. The expert backed up and began to strike out with her blades in random spots, probing for weaknesses.

Command was not Lilly, as much as people had wanted to. She'd explicitly deferred command due to scenarios just like this. The current command was an Undertaker pilot. One of the two that they'd brought. He was no one of note, he was competent and trained by Lilly. That was it. He made mistakes. In this case it was a good one. While he was relaying commands he reflexively shot at the enemy Lilly was fighting. The endothermic ammo that was the default ammunition hit the Cyclops and it cooled slightly. The self repair slowed.

Lilly and everyone else noted this. They changed tactics immediately and commands were thrown out. The Berserkers shifted back, clearing the lines of the chaff with the rest of their forces. The zombies moved forward to present themselves as targets while the Drowned Men moved to the side.

Their expert moved forward to draw all the attention she could. The Cyclops, lacking intelligence or direction moved to intercept her. Their eyes glowed and heat radiated all in front of them. A heat induction ray with extreme range and power flowed over Lilly's mech.

"Hahaha!" Lilly laughed loudly as they focused on her. With her resonance shield and the mech's configuration, this sort of attack was less than worthless.

Morning Star drank it up. Greed was amped up to the max. Electricity flowed around the mech as the engravings on the armor began to smolder and distribute the heat the mech was handling. A halo of lightning appeared around her head. The gauntlets screamed as power was fed into them and then the blades seemed to flicker and dance. Each second more power was fed into them, and the speed of those little blades increased. They didn't even return to the gauntlets after a few seconds. They just flickered through the air and cut and stabbed as the frequency was changed almost too fast to see. Some even shattered and they shards kept moving.

Around the mech the Cyclopes started to lose chunks as Lilly simply focused on ripping parts off them. They approached without a care for the damage, some swung hands, others kept that terrible heat inducing beam on her. None of it mattered. Morning Star danced between them, endured, and tore chunks off them. Every second turned her into more of a blur of lightning and metal. Bolt's creation was feeding off the energy of battle and all that power was turning pouring into the Wrath system.

Behind her the Undertakers continued to fire. Their endothermic shots gummed up the cyclops. The massive stone constructs started to slow. Their regeneration stopped as the heat they used to heal themselves started to be leached. Crumbling parts started to stay crumbled.

Had there been a mind behind the constructs, the tactics would have been changed. Lilly was there, she was prominent, but she was utterly untouchable. What her mech couldn't dodge, it could tank. The wings snapped out and caught projectiles with flashes of light and energy. The central body of her mech had not been touched at all. Only the radiant heat from the cyclops eye was doing damage, and it was such a paltry amount that Morning Star could endure it for hours. She was an invincible target that they should have ignored.

This was the only reason Bolt's people had a chance. The conflict was drawing in other forces as it progressed. More and more enemies started to come in. While Lilly became a cross between a wall and a blender, the rest of the mechs still had to pull their weight so that the number advantage could not become too much.

Everyone here had been personally trained by Lilly. They were not elites by any means. These were older pilots that were, well mediocre, to put it politely. The best the rats had to offer in the time they'd had available.

Despite this, they were used to following the leader into hell. These men and women pilots morale was tied to Lilly. So long as she stood, and she was standing magnificently, they would fight.

Bolt's dedicated attention to rugged repair and durable design came into play here. The snakes and spiders were not particularly threatening in small numbers. A large army was a different matter. They'd get up close in a suicidal fashion and deal whatever damage they could. A zombie could easily crush one. They could crush two. When ten came around alongside the claymen shooting you started to get problems.

Mechs dropped from damage as the battle progressed. They were hauled back and repaired. They were forced onto their feet with patches and barely bolted on plating. They ran right back into the fight without hesitation. The dogs were the worst of it. That was just because they needed frequent missile reloads, and remaking the specialized stuff took time.

Bolt fixed it the simplest way he could in between frantic repairs. He switched the missiles they were using to the dumbest things available. Stupid rockets that held what amounted to rocks as payloads. They were simple, brutal, and they'd work against their targets. It turned the mech into a rather poor rifleman, but it made them useful. (The more expensive ordinance was wasted on chaff anyway.)

What saved them was enemy stupidity. One of the Cyclops would likely have been able to fight a berserker one versus one and win handily. The small army of them that came through with support would have crushed everyone but Lilly. Had the big things attacked their supply line they would have won. Lilly needed support if she was going to survive past the battle.

Instead they attacked the closest thing they could. Lilly stepping up and into the fray had them all focusing on her as a priority and then on anyone else they could reach as a secondary target. If she was up far enough they'd just try to fight her. The Undertakers could therefore slowly freeze them to death while the expert handled their attention.

Without the heavy hitters the enemy was limited to the lesser types. They were chaff that Bolt's allies could crush. Attrition might have been an issue had the enemy again not been stupid. If a mech went down, another one stepped up over it, and the enemy focused on them. It made it trivial for some of the Wench Rats to sneak up and tow the downed mech away.

For hours they fought like this. The enemy threw themselves at the group without a care for lives or other concerns. It was like dealing with a bot who's only tactic was to throw enemy forces at a target. A group here, a trickle there, sometimes a small army, but more frequently ones and twos. The automation was pulling all their forces to deal with the attackers, and could not think of any other response.

The silence, when it came was overwhelming. One moment Lilly's blades were cutting into something, and the next there was nothing as the last construct fell. They waited a few minutes in silence as they took a breather. Then a few minutes more as they did desperate repairs and salvage in case more were coming.

It took a long few hours before they had to conclude there were no other forces. The enemy had literally thrown everything they had at them. That meant decisions had to be made. What to do next, what the plan was now, and so on.

The immediate was pretty easy. They needed to clean up the battlefield. There were so many piles of stone that they'd have to clear a path, and then they needed to get everything repaired. It would not do to start looting and get crushed because they hadn't gotten everything fixed.

 

[Simonbob]

Automatic defences.

Saved buy the AI. It appears about as smart as the current "AI".

 

[Negation]

Automatic defences.

Saved buy the AI. It appears about as smart as the current "AI".

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Nah this is a PVE server and the enemies were programmed by Ubislop.

 

[lurkingkraken]

Nah this is a PVE server and the enemies were programmed by Ubislop.

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It helps that our boy has exactly the right specialization to counter the rock's attrition based strategy, and just build a mech that fuels itself off one of their better weapons.

Some mech with a full load of flamethrowers and napalm missiles shows up, that heat ray's going to turn their firestarter into a pyre.