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RP (non-canon) [Bahram Wing] Bad End

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Revolver

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<Serhan> "Remember what you are fighting for. Remember where you come from, and what you've left behind... the people, the places... the beauty of our Commonwealth. Remember... what it is that you are protecting, Bahram Wing." | Just as everyone has flashback of their favorite memories and places, and this song plays: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=4wJm6l4Sr-w
<Exhack> All of this, right before we fight a seemingly overwhelming NMX force.

Zus cries out in pain as the lazer rips through the chest of her vander almost immediately, piercing the cockpit. Inside, the Eyr Ranr has hardly any time to react, only managing to whisper her husband's name before her organoid unit explodes as all the compressed space held within rapidly expands.

Malik's unit is immediately assaulted by a mess of NMX units, they held down the frame by it's appendages as one came up behind him and ripped out the MASC drive. When this was done, the enemies ripped the arms and legs off of the main body right before a blade is shoved right through the center of the frame.

Shokhi manages to eject before his unit is destroyed by a torpedo. He's no longer the naive young recruit, but now a hardened battle warrior. One who's reaction time is fast enough to know when he's been beat. But the blast is too close and shrapnel flies right through the cockpit, prajna leaking out into space as the man suffocates in silence.

Zalus, in a rage, seeing and hearing his comrades dying, jumps on an enemy unit for a kill, but before he lands the blow, his unit is shot from behind. Miraculously, he survives, but has no power to any systems. He frantically tries to control the unit as his free-floating unit is dogpiled by the enemy.

Mu'Tasim, also in a rage from seeing his wife's unit destroyed, fares a bit better than the rest of the wing, lasting a few moments against a larger unit in melee combat before his VANDR is bisected by the enemy's blade. The enemy unit doesn't even acknowledge the victory as it flys off to find another target.

Savitar relies on some tricky flying, but there's just too many shots for him to be able to dodge it all. In a final act of defiance, he crashes his organoid frame into the side of one of the enemy battlecruisers, sacrificing his life to damage the enemy. Unfortunately, it does no significant damage to the behemoth.

As his wing... people that had become family died all around him, that heart that Serhan had rebuilt since his first war was being killed, ripped piece by piece as the worlds began to lose meaning to him. The man once known as a monster could only remain sane by killing his own heart again and becoming that thing that was known as the Ice Wyrm. His Erla VANDR 2 blinked out of view, only visible long enough to tear an enemy unit to pieces, the heartless ace tearing through the enemy formation like a demonic gust. In his path, broken bodies and shattered powered armor. Bursting into the command center of the enemy flagship and gutting the vessel from the inside-out, he is engulfed by light, as Yamataian allies have finally arrived, only to destroy him as he vanquishes the NMX aggressors with the last of his strength and sanity.

Sankhur chuckled, making an off color comment about how the day had be awful so far. He had just lost his best friend and the best people of his battlegroup, and suddenly, his courageous act was the only thing holding his consciousness together. The Red Hound of Veyrin, the ace who commanded with courage, charisma and sheer balls felt that if he stopped using his persona, he might very well die. He stroked the shoulder of the woman of VIA that he bedded only hours earlier, thinking that a few months ago, he was under suspicion of treason and she was an interloper on his backwater base. Things had changed.

The Vajra-class cruiser was falling to pieces, red lights flashing. Everyone else had escaped and the reinforcements were in, so he resolved to see that his ship would get the most kills out of his fleet. Still charging ahead and smashing down enemy frigates with heavy particle beams and mass volleys of torpedoes, he would earn that accomplishment, and resolve his legend.

'Ismat had long since been disowned by her handler after exposing her identity, and having only the Vanguard and a shameless, brave egotist at her side, shut her eyes. Together, they were engulfed by an Aetheric discharge, as the critically damaged cruiser was caught in the blast of an enemy battleship's main cannon. The cruiser was vaporized, leaving only a cloud of blue stardust in its wake.
 
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