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1 hour ago, Necronaut said:

 

Try splashing cold water on... No wait we just did that bit. Smelling salts? Alarm clock noise? Use your "dad" voice?

Splashing cold water on an Astartes?

 

I believe you mean "get the firehose."

3 hours ago, Iron Father Ferrum said:

@Mazer Rackham will Tarh wake up on his own or do I need to do something to wake him up?

 

Well he's floating around, I mean drowning is a hell of a way to die, but Tro does have a minion who can drag him to shore, and you can rouse him there.

 

2 hours ago, Necronaut said:

Try splashing cold water on... No wait we just did that bit. Smelling salts? Alarm clock noise? Use your "dad" voice?

 

"Tarh, Ukalegon's swimming towards Mithra with a spork!"

 

That should do it.

Posted (edited)

@Trokair You probably have a commbead. IIRC you got a handful of them, so assume you've got one.

 

EDIT: Right gentlemen, with things picking up speed, I'll move us on. The Arvus carrying Varne is expected and therefore he will get through.

  • @Mojake conduct your bombing at your leisure. We'll tie it in with whatever else is happening.
  • @Trokair and @Iron Father Ferrum go ahead and move to the Tower of Echoes, and start what you're about. There will be a few guards, handle it narratively.
  • @Lord_Ikka I'm assuming you want the Witches to RV with the sneakies, so @Xin Ceithan and @FabiusV4lcoran make your next posts towards that.

 

@Lysimachus Right, so this bulk hauler needs some details. Could you or @Necronaut or whomsoever pick me a ship from the RT lineup? And then I'll take it from there?

 

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2 hours ago, Mazer Rackham said:

Right, so this bulk hauler needs some details.

 

 

I'm honestly not 100% sure on makes and models...

 

In my head, the Starhawk is somewhere around the same length of a Thunderhawk (30ish metres long)?

 

So, if this bulk hauler is 2-3x bigger, you're looking at maybe 70 or 80m length, but much blockier and squarer in shape?

 

I don't know if that matches with an 'official' type of big shuttle/lander? Something designed for carrying stuff up or down in bulk from orbiting stations or vessels?

 

 

Ooo, I think me and Necro were very much on a different page, then...

 

Surely that's a warp capable ship? Cruiser size would make it 3-4 km long at least? If we dropped that, it would wipe out Harville entirely? (Possibly even an extinction level event, though I'm not sure on the maths?)

 

I was thinking more like dropping/flying something around the size of an A380 just into the bastion?

Edited by Lysimachus

@Lysimachus yeah I was a bit unsure as to the scale of the thing, but considering it is a heavy transport... I would still place it at a sub 1km length, but still a city annihilator. I feel like you're probably on the right track, I just couldn't find any relevant artwork.

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1 hour ago, Lysimachus said:

In my head, the Starhawk is somewhere around the same length of a Thunderhawk (30ish metres long)?

 

Well there's references to scows and luggers in the books, and a Starhawk is 55m long, 40m wide, 12m tall and weighs 180 tonnes.

 

Which would make this thing 165m long, 120m wide, and 36m tall.

 

Multiplicatively, I reckon we're looking at 3.5/4-5,000ish tonnes weight for a hauler config profile, which would be about right for a surface to bulk transport lander, getting the job done with sufficient speed and efficacy (transport, that is).

 

What distance do you want this thing to 'fall' onto the bastion from?

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19 minutes ago, Mazer Rackham said:

What distance do you want this thing to 'fall' onto the bastion from?

A non-mushroom cloud causing distance.

 

 

 

I know I wasn’t around for part of the game, so may have missed some details, but have we as players just engineered our own rocks fall TPK?

 

12 minutes ago, Trokair said:

A non-mushroom cloud causing distance.

 

I know I wasn’t around for part of the game, so may have missed some details, but have we as players just engineered our own rocks fall TPK?

 

Depends.

 

We need to see what Mojake's 'cherry bomb flushed down the toilet' does.

8 hours ago, Mazer Rackham said:

What distance do you want this thing to 'fall' onto the bastion from?

 

 

Basically what Tro said! :biggrin:

 

I think(?) when planes are coming in to land, they're at 1500/2000ft (450-600m) when starting their final approach? But at that point they're still several miles away? So if he takes control somewhere around that point, he barely has to change his heading to overshoot the landing field and slam into the bastion?

 

If my rudimentary googling of the maths is right, it should be a massive, building destroying, impact, but still only a tiny fraction of what a nuclear blast would do?

 

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4 hours ago, Lysimachus said:

If my rudimentary googling of the maths is right, it should be a massive, building destroying, impact, but still only a tiny fraction of what a nuclear blast would do?

 

The voidship/hauler will hit with the force of anywhere between 3 - 6 tons of TNT. The same as a 'smol' tactical nuke.

 

Taking the baseline of an airbus 380, coming in at approach speed, multiplying by size and tonnage, also then applying more speed to alter course, and allow for minimal opportunity for a shoot-down, (ramming speed, given that your pilot is a madman) we are looking at a significant event. The Arbites bastion is gone, no doubts about that, but it's what the impact will do to the town and everything around the precinct.

 

It's not really about the altitude - it's velocity x mass + combustiflammen = kaboomite.

 

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2 hours ago, Mazer Rackham said:

The voidship/hauler will hit with the force of anywhere between 3 - 6 tons of TNT. The same as a 'smol' tactical nuke.

 

 

That sounds about right to me? I'm no expert, but the smallest nuke I know of was that Davy Crockett thing, which is apparently equivalent of 5-10 ton TNT yield?

 

(By comparison, the Hiroshima bomb was equivalent to approx 15,000 tons TNT yield!)

 

So it's a big explosion, no doubt, but we aren't talking wiping the city off the face of the planet? Right? :ermm::laugh:

 

 

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42 minutes ago, Lysimachus said:

So it's a big explosion, no doubt, but we aren't talking wiping the city off the face of the planet? Right? :ermm::laugh:

 

*Squeezes your cheek betwixt forefinger and thumb like your favourite grandma, whilst making that half-squinty, half-grinny face*

 

Ooh, you scrumptious little devil, what an innocent little cherub you grew up to be! :blush:

 

You, see if one looks slightly to the north of the bastion, you can see the famous retaining wall and quays of the Fourth Alderman Quartus Jerichus, who, when developing the Arbites Precinct, decided it would be a good idea to able to float supplies upriver instead of hauling them overland. Now, bold and visionary as our Alderman was, he did not, at any time, envisage a rampant band of horny/mad/girthy/mechanical brigands would ever commit the atrocity of destroying a giant police station which just so happened to be next to a bazillion tonnes of water.

 

Nor did she, in her grand scheme of planning the infrastructure, did Alderfrau Schmetterling Graumanwerfer suspect, in her 130 years of service, some madman with a toilet-bombing fetish was going to provide such troubles to her waterworks. Pardon the pun.

 

You see, when coming in for landing, Banzai McBoomoplasty will be doing somewhere in the region of 160mph, or roughly 80 m/s. When he thumps the engines to override the landing sequence, he'll go up to perhaps 100 - 150 m/s which actually increases the detonation yield to between 10-14 Tons of TNT.

 

Due to hull points, estimated to be in mid 30's to low 50's, we can assume any shoot-down attempt will be unsuccessful, and he will duly pot-plant himself into the wall. However, the fun is only beginning! The great Magos of Artillery, Zwei-Hans Von Boomendorf (he was the second son) never expected for his stockpile of arms and munitions to instantly exploded by a giant ramming battery, and so, in his significant understanding of what should be faced by any sane man, put all his stockpiles in the lower levels of the precinct.

 

Little did he plan or know, that one day, a highly disgruntled Amazon delivery driver, who didn't appreciate that one-star review on trustpilot, would come knocking at his door using his radiator grille. This unfortunate oversight led to the utter destruction of say...ooh, about 300m blast radius, substantial subsidence and collapse of gas and water mains which might, just might cause further problems.

 

Now, let us turn our attention to the quaintly tiled and urbane west of this city, where a giant gush of water has just flooded the whole historic, and picaresque bistro districts with raw sewage and river-water (which is, at this distance mixed with saltwater from the oceans) and which has drowned about half the populace in their own homes. It has, to all intents and purposes, increased the value of the sward outside Cafe Duckolicious, which sees it's property value skyrocket as a seafront resort for the well-heeled. However, skyrocket is a bit of a pejorative term in this economy, since the rest of the city to the west is about to suffer the same fate, and so the owner of the cafe is out of time and ducks.

 

The fluid pressure differential, may lead to further distress, flooding and devastation, and anyone inside the city (and not five miles above it) might be having a rather rough day.

 

Let us for a second, imagine the immediate skies above the town. It's a beautiful evening, and the stars are out, and people are seeing stars because rocky raindrops are falling onto everyone's head, from the 500-800m ejecta zone. Master Chickenus Lickenus, the fifteenth town crier to bear the auspicious name, is finally believed, as the massive tonne-weight blocks of admantine and plascrete finally find a home, rudely inserting themselves into his feathered rectum, after going through his teeth. The only benefit is the twonk can't shout to everyone about it that he's right for a change. All that'sleft are the fluffy yellow feathers of his robes of office, orifice. Whatever, he's plucked.

 

Sadly, this also means that most of the ground team will be in town, suddenly wondering why everyone is whipping their phone out, to capture this historic meteoric event, and if melting down their breathing apparatus to make a set of commemorative buttons for Badgers' most fabulousest cape was a good idea...

21 minutes ago, BadgersinHills said:

For what it's worth, those buttons do look fabulous.

 

That they do.

 

*Pats shoulder, as he surveys the corpses of the PC's.*

 

That they do.

16 minutes ago, Mazer Rackham said:

 

That they do.

 

*Pats shoulder, as he surveys the corpses of the PC's.*

 

That they do.

 

 

Ok, I'll accept that the crash is going to cause a lot of chaos, but half of the PCs will be aboard the Starhawk (and I'd like to clarify that when the dude on the hauler hits the gas, we hit our brakes, so we should be well out of range of the explosion!), so we'll still be able to land at a non-underwater spot?

 

Obi and Tarh are on the other side of the river...

 

Rakash and Atesh are out in the country...

 

...admittedly, Crux'as and Xerxes might be in a bit of trouble... although, they were aware of the plan, so I'd assume they aren't getting too close to either the bastion or the docks? Raiding the PDF armoury (to the south of the city) might actually keep them slightly safer? :laugh:

 

Varne is almost definitely going swimming... but thats what sealed PA is for, right? :tongue:

 

 

Edited by Lysimachus
2 hours ago, Mazer Rackham said:

 

*Squeezes your cheek betwixt forefinger and thumb like your favourite grandma, whilst making that half-squinty, half-grinny face*

 

Ooh, you scrumptious little devil, what an innocent little cherub you grew up to be! :blush:

 

You, see if one looks slightly to the north of the bastion, you can see the famous retaining wall and quays of the Fourth Alderman Quartus Jerichus, who, when developing the Arbites Precinct, decided it would be a good idea to able to float supplies upriver instead of hauling them overland. Now, bold and visionary as our Alderman was, he did not, at any time, envisage a rampant band of horny/mad/girthy/mechanical brigands would ever commit the atrocity of destroying a giant police station which just so happened to be next to a bazillion tonnes of water.

 

Nor did she, in her grand scheme of planning the infrastructure, did Alderfrau Schmetterling Graumanwerfer suspect, in her 130 years of service, some madman with a toilet-bombing fetish was going to provide such troubles to her waterworks. Pardon the pun.

 

You see, when coming in for landing, Banzai McBoomoplasty will be doing somewhere in the region of 160mph, or roughly 80 m/s. When he thumps the engines to override the landing sequence, he'll go up to perhaps 100 - 150 m/s which actually increases the detonation yield to between 10-14 Tons of TNT.

 

Due to hull points, estimated to be in mid 30's to low 50's, we can assume any shoot-down attempt will be unsuccessful, and he will duly pot-plant himself into the wall. However, the fun is only beginning! The great Magos of Artillery, Zwei-Hans Von Boomendorf (he was the second son) never expected for his stockpile of arms and munitions to instantly exploded by a giant ramming battery, and so, in his significant understanding of what should be faced by any sane man, put all his stockpiles in the lower levels of the precinct.

 

Little did he plan or know, that one day, a highly disgruntled Amazon delivery driver, who didn't appreciate that one-star review on trustpilot, would come knocking at his door using his radiator grille. This unfortunate oversight led to the utter destruction of say...ooh, about 300m blast radius, substantial subsidence and collapse of gas and water mains which might, just might cause further problems.

 

Now, let us turn our attention to the quaintly tiled and urbane west of this city, where a giant gush of water has just flooded the whole historic, and picaresque bistro districts with raw sewage and river-water (which is, at this distance mixed with saltwater from the oceans) and which has drowned about half the populace in their own homes. It has, to all intents and purposes, increased the value of the sward outside Cafe Duckolicious, which sees it's property value skyrocket as a seafront resort for the well-heeled. However, skyrocket is a bit of a pejorative term in this economy, since the rest of the city to the west is about to suffer the same fate, and so the owner of the cafe is out of time and ducks.

 

The fluid pressure differential, may lead to further distress, flooding and devastation, and anyone inside the city (and not five miles above it) might be having a rather rough day.

 

Let us for a second, imagine the immediate skies above the town. It's a beautiful evening, and the stars are out, and people are seeing stars because rocky raindrops are falling onto everyone's head, from the 500-800m ejecta zone. Master Chickenus Lickenus, the fifteenth town crier to bear the auspicious name, is finally believed, as the massive tonne-weight blocks of admantine and plascrete finally find a home, rudely inserting themselves into his feathered rectum, after going through his teeth. The only benefit is the twonk can't shout to everyone about it that he's right for a change. All that'sleft are the fluffy yellow feathers of his robes of office, orifice. Whatever, he's plucked.

 

Sadly, this also means that most of the ground team will be in town, suddenly wondering why everyone is whipping their phone out, to capture this historic meteoric event, and if melting down their breathing apparatus to make a set of commemorative buttons for Badgers' most fabulousest cape was a good idea...

 

Mazer, are we confussing OOC and IC again?

 

*ducks*

Edited by Trokair

Well, tell you what, let's split the difference.

 

We'll reduce the mass of the hauler to enough weight to total the southern half of the Arbites precinct, and collapse the rest. Collateral damage will be enough to reduce half the mercantile district to rubble.

 

That will leave the north retaining wall standing, but most if not all the lawmen and arsenal within will be destroyed, including the Provost Marshal.

 

When Varne detonates his water-slide, it will kill half of the city, up to and including anyone in the temple, so Sisters gone, Administratum gone. We will assume the shockwaves have undermined the town, and the flooding has already damaged structure enough to permit further collapses.

 

The landing area will be cratered, but dry, and you boys can decant there. A lot of the streets will be blocked with rubble or water from burst pipes. You should then be free to deal with whatever PDF are left after the blast, looting by Crux'as' forces, and airborne debris don't finish.

 

This is the best I can do with the circumstances and choices made.

2 hours ago, Lysimachus said:

Varne is almost definitely going swimming... but thats what sealed PA is for, right? :tongue:

 

FWIW I was envisioning Varne detonating the charges as he was already flying out of there onwards to support other teams :tongue:

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3 minutes ago, Mojake said:

FWIW I was envisioning Varne detonating the charges as he was already flying out of there onwards to support other teams :tongue:

 

Go about it however you want, dude. :thumbsup:

 

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