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The battle raged on above Fandom, fighters and ships whistling through the air-- and through space. The bigger ships had canons that thundered. Most of the time, their aim ran true.

But not always.

One colossal volley broke atmosphere, pierced the sky, and came down hard on Ingvar's shore, scorching trees and sending dolls scattering around like ash. It caused a thunderous noise, an unearthly crash... and the quiet, shrill ring of a mother's siren, pulsing deep underneath the earth, where no one could see.

That was all.

Until Fandom itself started to rumble, the earth trembling and tearing off underneath it. One moment, it was sitting snuggly in its usual bay - the next, it was tearing itself free from it, pulling up into the sky... and up. And even further up.

Well. That was certainly something.

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From:

giveherahand

Mara's fingers flew across her weapons array as she figured out what everything did. "Okay, the green ships are our friendlies, and the red ones are....all of the rest of them."

She noted with some relief that the Fandom people with ships of their own were making pretty good progress against the little ones, but the main ship still remained mostly undamaged.

"Here goes nothing..." she murmured, looking to the pilots.

[OOC: Feel free to skip/mod Mara through the rest if my timezone interferes with battling!]

Edited Date: 2016-04-23 02:14 pm (UTC)

From:

gavegoodface

Mara's narrative could have a bit more faith in Face's piloting skills, he was going to be a great pilot, he was only going to need to be surgically separated from the wreckage of his X-Wing once.

"Here we go, initiating attack run," Face said, directing the island towards the main ship. "At least she handles smoothly."

That or the island had some amazing inertial dampeners.

From:

not_a_moonie

Alana watched the smaller ships surrounding theirs show up on her radar, a grim expression on her face as she kept track of which ones Fandomites were already battling.

She saw an opening that let her fire on the big ship, took careful aim, and smiled in relief as the missile crashed into a wing.

"BAM," she said, and then went right back to watching for the next opportunity.

From:

heromaniac

"Good shot!"

"Ah! Someone hit one of our starboard thrusters. As much as the island has a starboard side..." Momoko flicked a switch and adjusted power to maintain that smooth flying that Face was so happy about. It cut down speed just a fraction, but that was better than spinning.

She began running through the screens checking other damage and making various adjustments to keep Face able to fly. "Looks like there's an auto-repair function. Can someone keep a weapons-eye on that section? It's going to be vulnerable for a while."