Dabbl'n with Biological Warfare

Day 30, 5th Month of the Standard Calendar. Location: Garnedine.

After a thorough expedition of the native plant and insect life, one could be curious as to how these strange organisms tick. On the old continent, there were no mobile plant life, and the population of insects tend to stay at high altitude, which were the cause of many airship malfunction as insects would get into the air uptake of our ships.

It's maddening to know that even with all the advance of technology brought about by Neosteam, not much research is being done of Biotechnologies and Chemical warefares, especially with such an abundance of compounds that can be isolated from the wildlife here. It seems like I should look into this, hmm....

Volanthrope - Biological Weapons Specialist.

p.s. The crew has been out of it lately, hallucinations of space-time distortion. Possible causes: insectoid bites, exposure to hallucinogens caused by plant spores. (Must keep in mind to wear my gas mask before going out and collecting more samples.)

Holy Purgatory Batman!

30th day, 5th month of standard calendar

I woken up to a desolate desert of nothing. Only the people remain, oblivious to what has occurred.


Is this divine intervention? or something much more sinister?

-AkirianaKojus

Submarine Shenanigans

Day 29, 5th Month of the Standard Calendar. Location: Garnedine.

Today, the submarine suffered a failure. A misguided bomb machine blew open a porthole on the starboard side. The explosion not only damaged the submarine, but a portion of the tunnel as well. I was washed up somewhere around Rope Island, and the fate of the submariner is unknown.

These newfangled bomb machines still need some tinkering. There's really nothing as reliable as a good, old, standard bomb. For some reason, they call them Living Bombs here.

At least it wasn't a volt bomb that blew up.

-Count Inyou

Thou got served

29th day, 5th month of standard calendar. Location: Riall

As well fought to survive in the gardens, we dropped our weapons and let our feet do the talking!

And so the dance battle of Elerd and Rogwel Commenced, though it wasn't as epic as expected.


Only 1? Come on Elerd. Show me yo' moves!

-AkirianaKojus

What the!?

Log: unknown. Location: unknown.

"WHERE'S MY ITEMS!?," as I was screaming when I woke up. Must've had some kind of a warp anomaly here. The last time I remembered was that I was taking a nap inside the Terrawhale. I know I was taking a nap because I was dreaming about this universe called Atlus and I was at Endless World with all the time anomaly things. Guess when the gates got fixed, I got warped back to reality with all my stuff gone. Well, I guess I have to start from scratch from all over again. My plane's gone, my weapons are gone, I got separated from the brigade. Geez, what a day. The only thing I have would be these normal clothes awhile back when we first got warped to this universe. I want to shout "TIME PARADOX!" already.

Man, what a pain.

-Excellion

Heck of a first log.

Darkness.

There was a throbbing pain in my head, as well as a feeling that I'd been run down by several stagecoaches, then beaten up by the drivers. This wasn't that unusual of a way for me to begin my day, but the headache had a foreboding quality to it, unlike the headaches that when you get them, you know full well why and/or what you did.

"Hey! Are you all right? Wake up!"

I grudgingly opened my eyes, and realized I wasn't dead, like I'd thought. I was lying on the ground right in the middle of the Garnedine plaza. The one who'd spoken was a Taxn girl was standing over me, looking concerned, and nearby I could see some of the other Bakas similarly recollecting their wits.

"Uh...I'm fine. Thanks."

I attempted to stand up, but my legs and feet didn't want to just yet. I managed to drag myelf to a sitting position.
Hadn't Inyou just blown up the steam tank? Hadn't it wiped out most of the city? I frantically whippped my gaze around to-

A shiny, unexploded Steam Tank.

What had happened? The town appeared to be normal, and most of itz citizens appeared to be going about business as usual.
We still don't know that much about Neo Steam, and apparently that includes the extent of its volatility.
Maybe it generated enough force to rip a hole in space-time? I'd seen it happen before, back home...the Island Dream Anomaly, or the G-ARK catastrophe.

Ah, now there was something - my things were gone. Our lodge in the Residential District (we call it Robot House) was as we'd left it - right after we'd moved in and unpacked, on the first day we'd arrived on Rogwel.

Aki has it right, basically; we'll have to start all over.

I wonder if this a parallel universe, or the past?
Maybe I can win some money on tournament bets this week...

-Lord Hengrin

We are experiencing technical difficulties

26th day, 5th month of the standard calendar. Location:Lost in Space-Time Limbo.

Inyou blew up the town's Neo Steam supply and opened a rift in Space-Time. Took everything and everybody with it. Now everyone's got to start over again from the point on where/when we land. *sigh* Oh well, I look at the bright side...I can sit down for a spot of tea. Here's to tomorrow! Whenever tomorrow is, only time will tell!

-AkirianaKojus

New Transport pt. 2

23rd Day. 5th Month of the Standard Calendar. Location: The Nation of Rogwel.

This colossal bi-pedal machine is the Suppressor. Twin cannons powered by four Neo Steam tanks fire explosive rounds that are capable of exterminating infantry at the pilot's discretion. The spherical cockpit is perfectly engineered to deflect attacks from any angle.

This vehicle is the All Terrain Buggy. Custom crafted from an Off-road Buggy by none other than myself, it is capable of traversing all forms of non-aquatic terrain.

Note to self: Add bomb launching mechanisms, laser turrets, and spinning rims.

Personal Experience: Do NOT jump while using a steam balloon without a harness of some sort, and do NOT stand on the edges of the basket.

-Count Inyou

New transport!

23rd Day, 5th month of the standard calendar.

The brigade has successfully acquired some mode of transportation! It should make getting around easier. It's no match for our craft back home mind you, but it has its own charms. Something about it just screams...Look at me!





I so desire the chance to "Pander my horseless carriage", but it costs an extraordinary $150000. Outrageous! Seems like have a ways to go...

-Akiriana Kojus

Into the belly of the beast!

23rd day, 5th month of the standard calendar. Location: Inside Terrawhale

On a mission to investigate strange behavior regarding the large creature known as the Terrawhale, we gathered up a small team of troops to help. We arrived at the location when suddenly the beast swallowed us whole! Not an experience I'd like to witness again...Our predicament however was not a total set back. It allowed us fully find out what was wrong with the majestic beast.




It seems that we're not the first to get swallowed by the Terrawhale. It seems to be a commonplace. We've met a woman also who was also swallowed as well as Elerd thief and some unruly stone creatures. We eventually made our way to the creature's abdomen when we discovered the cause of all the commotion.



A giant parasite! A truly dangerous foe indeed! It was no match for the shear might of the Dai-Baka brigade and it's new friend and member! We quickly sent it packing and returned back to Diren to claim our reward! A truly eventful time for all!

-Akiriana Kojus

New Recruits!

23rd day, 5th month of standard calendar.

We've gotten some new recruits from the region. They are very resilient and dependable. This has helped us replace the ranks we lost during our initial arrival. I have not gotten a chance to meet them, yet but will do so in due time.

-Akiriana Kojus

Report on local fauna

21st day, 5th month of the calendar year. Location: Outside Garnedine

Every venture outside Garnedine faces us with constant attacks from the local wildlife. It is curious to why this is, but my educated hypothesis is that the local creatures are attracted too and are reacting to the large amounts of Neo Steam residing in the area. It seems to have strange effects on the plant and insect life. At least we're not getting attacked by 15 foot bees.

This however, leaves us with an opportunity to hone our hand to hand combat skills. All that time in the air, and you forget how to engage in proper fisticuffs. Took me awhile to get my gun working though. I felt like an idiot trying to put Neo Steam in it.



ADDITION:
We've also encountered more sophisticated hostiles, like thieves and mecha wielding maniacs. Also almost bought the farm when we accidentally stumbled upon a crazed local on a steam walker. I shall take more precautions when venturing out.

FINAL NOTE: To my surprise, and somewhat unease, our fearless leader decided he was going to come after all. He's set up proper facilities and its just a matter of us getting back to him. Apparently the Brigade roster is half full. We need to make sure we get in touch soon. Unfortunately, some of our men returned home due to unforeseen circumstances. Let's hope they keep place clean when we come back home. It's a shame they want to leave, but in the end it is their decision.

-Akiriana Kojus.

Terrawhale

Day 21. 5th Month of the Standard Calendar. Location: Terrawhale



The Terrawhale is an enormous creature to the north of Garnedine in the Living Jungle. It's sneeze generates gale-force winds capable of serving as a form of travel. Covered inside and out by moss and rocks, it is essentially a living piece of land. If swallowed whole, you may either exit by striking its uvula or proceeding along the digestive tract. Be warned, if you decide to proceed along the digestive tract, a number of strange creatures live inside of the Terrawhale. Do NOT go alone, and do NOT go unprepared.

-Count Inyou

Pushing limits

Day 21. 5th Month of the Universal Calendar. Location: Garnedine, Primary HQ Office

...The crews finally got their butts in gear and received their assigned missions. For a full seven hours after their departure I continually slaved over pages and people and maps gathering the necessities for our new encampment. Damn these boys for giving me attitude about a rusty ship. As long as the thing flies they should keep their traps shut. The administration has gone to the dogs today and if we're going to make any headway on keeping this brigade on solid ground we'll be needing a stronger set of nuts. This was war...
...finally, at three in the morning, when I collapsed exhausted upon my chair, a glass of cheap brandy in hand, the phone rang. It was the guild president calling. The brigade was allowed thirty men tops and was to be housed in a decrepit hostel on the east side of Garnedine. Barely, enough to put the standard six squadron team we had back in the old days. Sneeringly, he informed me I had the option to add 10 more men to the unit at a cost. Seven million, no more no less. I uttered my "goodbye" through clenched teeth and dropped the receiver back on its cradle. Gotta start somewhere...

-Sky Admiral

Friendly Fire

Day 21. 5th Month of the Standard Calendar. Location: Garnedine

Our first battle in the new continent led to the Rip's injury. I would personally like to say he fell valiantly in battle, but he's not dead, and it was our own side's friendly fire which did it. We probably should have gotten readjusted to firm ground first, as he was walking a bit awkwardly.

Either way, it was a rather serious injury and he might be unable to do, well, anything, for a while.

Get well soon, Rip.

-Count Inyou

Out of the frying pan, and into the fryer.

Day 21, 5th month of the universal calendar. Location: Garnedine

The large doors opened finally in the morning and we ventured out into the town. We then overheard some troubling news. The nation of Rogwel, is at war with it's neighbor. It seems as if our intel was incorrect as to the region's hostility. It was a bit outdated however. We should have taken extra precautions going in.

The worst part is, the nation is rationing its supply of fuel. This will make getting resources difficult indeed.

The others are still recovering from their trip on the ship. I decided to go a explore the outings of the city with the merchant who was on board the transport. I will report back any new findings.

-Akiriana Kojus

A most frightening sight

Day 21, 5th month of the standard calendar. Location:Still here

The most frightening thing appeared when we tried to peek outside and gaze on this brand new world.



A strange creature with menacing eyes stares back as we leap away from the door. What in the world was that?! Such large eyes...so far apart...

It was like......0__0

-Akiriana Kojus

New Recruits

Day 20. 5th Month of the Standard Calendar 20th hour. Location: Primary HQ Office.

... they're either way reckless or too inexperienced to put on any worthwhile mission. Obviously I couldn't have these liabilities running the good fliers. The best thing to do with such a ragtag bunch was of course to stick em on a scrapper and send them off to deliver pickles and peanuts. Its exactly how I learnt the trade and it's damn gonna be how they will. Nonetheless, however obnoxious and puppy-eyed they may be, they do seem to have potential to be a good crew. Reckless, young, but full of energy. You don't get that often any more in this drudging dead slow economy. Hopefully the Lieutenant will keep them in line for this next mission...

-Sky Admiral

Wealth on the Horizon

Day 20. 5th Month of the Standard Calendar 20th hour. Location: Transport, docked.

...My vessels smell they say... Well, this airship was meant only for the transport of preserved goods. They can only blame themselves for hiring a merchant ship to bring them here. They should be well damn grateful I allowed them to come along. If they weren't on board I would have more room for more goods. Bahh... ever since the tide of the war on the Phillon continent became in favor of the rebels, its impossible to sell my wares to the Empires without being attacked by the bloody bastards. Hopefully this continent brings new wealth to my pockets and maybe I'll get this beauty of an airship in tiptop shape again...*Takes a deep breath*.. [Damn it does smell in here..]

-Volgrypan Yotitts [Merchant].

So close...and yet so far...

Day 20. 5th Month of the Standard Calendar. Location:Wouldn't you know it? Still on the ship...

So, the transport has landed. This is great news right? Wrong. The main doors are still locked and the once crappy ventilation from the passing air when we were flying has now stopped and made it worse.

I'm trying to hail the bridge to see what it wrong, but all i'm getting is "Server Not Found. Closing Neo Steam. (Code 10057)" What in blazes does that mean?! I want to get off this ship!


-Akiriana Kojus

Waiting for the Go Ahead

Day 20. 5th Month of the Standard Calendar. Location: Transport Ship (hell)

Well, we've landed, but we've been waiting for hours to get the go ahead to actually disembark.

If this section is unreadable, blame motion sickness. The rest of the brig hasn't had it too bad, but I've been sick from the get-go, and the smell is in no way helping. Even when we're docked it's just swaying back and forth and back and forth.

I need to get off this ship and have a smoke with some fresh air. I found out that Grin played the triangle when I tried to light one. You wouldn't believe where he threatened to put it.

This little slice of hell is going straight back to where it came from after I'm well enough to wire explosives.

-Count Inyou

P.S. Tell Baka that if he wants it he can go down there and get it himself.
P.P.S. Paraphrase that. I don't want to be sent down there. My explosives go off without warning down there.

Can’t wait to get off this thing.

Day 20. 5th Month of the Standard Calendar. Location: Damned Transport, nearly docked.

Airship stinks, flight is taking forever, half asleep, back is still killing me, hungry, are we there yet?
At least the view is nice, though I would prefer to be flying this thing.
The pilot’s kinda scruffy, he’s got these aviator goggles that are pretty cool, a scarf, leather jacket and cap, probably used to flying without a complete cockpit. Heck, he looks like he jumped straight out of those old books, you know, with the flying, and the war thing.

The brigade is doing ok here, though I saw Inyou heading to the bathroom with his hand over his mouth, can’t really blame him, smells terrible.

Grin’s doing his thing, I heard he used to play percussion back before he joined the military, seems like he would play a timpani or a bass drum to me.

Kojus is drawing something, blueprint maybe. He pretty much brought this whole thing up. Though I heard the continents down south had some treasure, delicious treasure. Kojus is ok though, he can never just sit and relax, always has to be drawing, writing, cooking, fighting, or at least thinking. But, he’s reliable, for sure, and loyal to the brig. Guess I am too if I may say so myself. Heck, ever since I met him he’s always ready for whatever’s next, and he’s willing to pave the way.

And lets not forget about captain fancypants, the “Sky Admiral” Baka. he’s the leader and the one who officially sent us over here. pretty good, has a sense of humor, great guy, but the cheap SOB couldn't provide a better transport? Out of all the ships docked, we get this piece of crap?!

Been with the brigade for a while, ups and downs, but it’s all good. Hopefully things will get easier down here.

Well we’re all just waiting, I heard the weather is a bit nicer, cleaner air too, maybe that’ll do this body some good.

P.S: wow, I heard we’ll be landing soon.
Finally, I need some fresh air

-Shottington, Rip

What a Motley Crue we are!

Day 20. 5th Month of the Standard Calendar. Location: Still on this damned transport.

Along for the journey are my brothers in arms. Most of us come from privileged families or have gained status through the legendary exploits in battle.

-Lord Rip Shottington
Shottington is somewhat of an Eccentric. If he's not picking off enemy troops from a mile a way, he's hunting for wild game in the jungles near our hometown. He claims that he killed a bear with his bare hands. You know those goofy explorer novels that are a coin a dozen? Shottington is the epitome of those. We met during the academy. I was with some other cadets enjoying drinks when we saw him trying to court with every woman holding a martini glass. He didn't get a single one. I walked up to him and told him he needs to work on his lines. He then punched me in the jaw, that cheeky bastard. We fought and fought til the city watchmen threw us in the brig. Woke up with a sharp pain in my mouth and some broken ribs. Ahh...Good times.

-Lord Hengrin
Hengrin comes from a family of famous musicians back in the old country. The reason he joined the military is beyond me. He never really talks about it, but we get a bunch of snot nosed messenger types knocking on our door looking for him, so it's probably family trouble or some such. We usually say he's on a Sortie, but that's usually a lie. I guess the musical timing is good for something though. Hengrin is one of our country's best dog fighters, able to maneuver and attack at just the right time. Me and Shot met him outside the bar, busking for some change. Not that he needed it, but perhaps he had an alternate motive. After a few tries, we convinced him to join us inside and we've been friends ever since. He always carries that violin with him where ever he goes though. Even during battle, even as I'm sitting here now. It does lighten the mood a bit. We have a bet going to see if he has something hidden in that violin of his.

-Count Inyou
Our group's demolitions expert. Never one to be subtle with his craft, Inyou makes every target a show for the eyes. He once told me, "Blowing up an airship is like making love to a beautiful woman. Touching any old place will just piss her off. You need to find her pleasure spot, go in, and then knock her off her feet!" Inyou is also a horrible chain smoker, and I've told him many times that its gonna get him killed. Not by smoking them mind you, but actually blowing himself up by smoking near his explosives. I met him shortly after i joined Bakatenshi. He accidentally blew up our favorite bar after we took him there for the first time. The drinks never have tasted as good ever since...=(

-Lieutenant Runyst
The Lieutenant isn't much of a talker so i don't know that much about him. He only talks when he needs to, and when he does, let's just say that the situation we're in, is now very dire. From what i know, He was one of the original founders of the Brigade and usually handles internal affairs. He's supposedly from some backwater town out in the middle of nowhere which would explain his peculiar name. Have i also mentioned that he's one large man? He once picked us all up dragged us into our planes without breaking a sweat. Bit of a hard ass really, but I'm sure we're alive because of him.

Since we're now a separate unit from the main Brigade. We all decided that we needed a new name. How about Dai-Baka? It's based off a popular moving picture series back home, so not exactly original. I wonder if anyone will get the reference over here?

-Akiriana Kojus

Day before touchdown

Day 20. 5th Month of Standard Calendar. Location: Hot, Humid, Rank, Transport Craft. Smells awful.

It has been a few weeks since we've left our homeland far to the north. We flee the war torn countryside that is our home and set out to seek fame and glory elsewhere. Two Nations. Gripped in an aerial arms race of mass proportions, all in the efforts to gain complete dominance of the land. It's all silly I say, but not all countrymen share my views.

As the technology for better craft heightened, so did the increasing casualties. The only way to make it in the land was to enlist and serve under the controlling Empire. Young and Old, determined to sign their life away for some money, increased the numbers of able soldiers yes, but put a strain on resources for the capitol. So it was decided by our brigade leader, that some of us were to set up shop in a neutral country and send resources back to aid the war effort.


So here we are, stuck in this horribly ventilated dirigible. Waiting to touch land once again. Eager to set foot on the land of Rogwell. It's not that we crave the land. Bakatenshi is a brigade of airship pilots after all. Our home is the sky. No sir, its more than that. It's the excitement and determination that makes us eager.....IS that fermented cabbage i smell???!!! Strike that...Forget everything i said earlier. We want to get off this ship because it smells like Brimstone laced with aged cheese.

-Akiriana Kojus