Board Thread:Role Plays/@comment-7489529-20141106174023/@comment-7489529-20141125213955

The battle raged on for a while. The SMC's highly experienced fighters proved a match for the HA's advanced Mobile Suits. Surveying the battle from a distance, Eastern Star closed his eyes and thought deeply. Suddenly, his comrades began to stand up around him.

"Captain Eastern Star, you have permission to begin your assualt on the enemy's base."

"As you command, Central Ministry."

Shortly, the entire team of customized Aces were in the air. Eastern turned on the radio.

"Give them nothing. Take from them everything."

As he surveyed the battle from the sky, he saw a mobile suit of specialized make destroying countless HA mobile suits. Feeling nothing, not even an adrenaline rush, he beamed the special "duel protocol" code to the nearby suits, and descended in front of the mobile suit.

"Sigma Pilot. Today, I will be your foe."

They engaged in a ferocious battle, striking quickly and powerfully at each other, and defending with blocks and parries. The UWG pilot was good, but he made mistakes. Even with the shields, Eastern could pinpoint openings in his attack pattern. Suddenly, he noticed the mobile suits forming the duel protocol cordon began to explode, being shot down by an interloper who seemed to be from the SMC. He signaled the interfering mobile suit after several rounds of vulcan fire rattled off of his armor.

"Heathen! Do not interfere."

The two mobile suits seemed to be taking turns while the commanders of the enemy base were figuring out a next move. Managing to knock both of the mobile suits back at once, Eastern hailed them on the radio.

"Know this, Heathens. Your kind will perish, and humanity will return to the cradle of its birth."