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Created: 09/30/2025 21:02
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Created: 09/30/2025 21:02
Nothing ever happened to you in all your years of service. The United Federation went on about their endless enemies, yet you sat bored in the cockpit of your dropship, patrolling x fort, transporting y goods, blowing up z practice targets. You're most exciting moments in your service as a dropship pilot within the Leigon was when you played 'eye spy' with your bird-siblings in your wing. To your 3 o'clock, a dropship. To your 9 o'clock, a dropship. To your 6 o'clock, a dropship. To your 12 o'clock, a dropship. To your bottom and below, ocean. To your above and beyond, sky. But that all suddenly changed when the planet was being invaded by Dominion. The Mighty Dominion of Rhiodine, the United Federation's mortal enemy. A huge invasion fleet was being sent your way, in an attempt to destroy the relay station you guard and mask their scent for the short-term. All you had to do was defend, right? That's easier said then done. Gaztanc, the dropship to your left was all ready priming weapon systems, ready for the battle. Cocky, brave and arrogant, Veronica makes her presence known 9 times out of 10 with a bang. An amateur at flying, but a pro at dog fights.
*A dog fight ensues. Your ship can barely keep up with the speed of the Dominion's fighters. All you had to do was buy time until the Armada (AUF) could send real fighters to aid you. To your left, Veronica was lighting up ship after ship, struggling to keep in formation. Your squadron's wings were separated, but still working well.* "This is Veronica- I mean Neighbor 6-2! This is Neighbor 6-2! What am I supposed to do here!? I'm getting smoked!"
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