Heh, innuendo.

Shark plane?
Shark plane.

Made in Sky On Fire 1940, all liveries by your’s truly.

This particular dogfight ended with all Fatui downed, but not without heavy losses as the H-75 A2s inflicted a heavy toll on the BF-109 F1s.

Pour one out for number 4, he got jumped.

https://x.com/lt8ball864/status/2089394322676359525

Eyes for days?
Eyes for days.

Made a new roundel variant for visibility on lighter shaded surfaces.

(Laughs in bad pun)

https://x.com/lt8ball864/status/2088308495762567548

Made in Sky On Fire 1940, livery by your’s truly.

Made in Sky On Fire 1940.

Fixed last image.

Made in Sky On Fire 1940, livery by your’s truly.

Yes, that plane is dedicated to Ronova, if you couldn’t tell by the eye.

We now have a Ronova themed fighter-bomber/heavy fighter.

Why am I doing this? I ain’t got a clue.

But, with a very dark grey, I can approximate the color black and make the details actually visible at the same time.

The game is Sky On Fire 1940. It’s about the Battle of Britain.

I’m putting this under “Fanart” because… it’s art, in a sense.

I didn’t want to slap her face on it and go “ah look, it’s Ronova themed!” Is it a bit hard to see the panel lines on the black? Perhaps, but they are there in the right lighting.

Is it special? Not really, it’s just an off-black and an off-white plane with red highlights on it and two eyes.
Do I like it? I made it.

Why did I make it? I have no clue, I think I was bored.

Begin Music File:

Far beyond their kingdom’s borders
There’s an army on the march
For King, Mankind, and Glory
In the name of Celestia their enemies chastise

Taking orders from the Heavens
Through hostile fire they will march
Unaffected by the volleys
Facing death their faith will keep their fear at bay

Into battle facing the fire, Lord thy will be done
Into battle walk in a line

See the white in their eyes, Celestians are marching on
Put their lives in His hand for their kingdom and faith
See the white in their eyes, Celestians are marching on

Morale and discipline unites them
A common faith to keep them strong
Always on their way to Heaven
In the name of Celestia their enemies chastise

[Repeat stanza III-IV]

Domine noster qui es in caelis, sanctificetur nomen tuum
Adveniat regnum tuum, fiat voluntas tua
Panem nostrum quotidianum da nobis hodie
Et dimitte nobis debita nostra

Ahead, facing the lead
An army of faithful, performing His deeds
Showing no fear, their judgement is near
Making their sacrifice
When the king and his men
Their enemies sight, prepare for the fight
Banners held high, ready to die
Hear how they praise the Lord

[Repeat stanza III]

[Repeat stanza VI fourfold]

End Music File.

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Communication Log: Started

Hear me, o faithful servants of the Heavens. I am Aharon, Champion of Lady Ronova, and divinely appointed War-Master of the Campaign for those under the banner of the Eye of Ronova.

It is human nature to seek culpability in a time of tragedy. It is a sign of strength to cry out against fate, rather than to bow one’s head and succumb. Such strength, though easily misguided, is humanity’s greatest gift as long as it is guided towards the enemy of all life: the Abyss and its sycophants. Inevitably, many shall fault the hands upon the sword which fell Hyperborea and Khaenri’ah, the Heavenly Principles. But the Primordial One merely performs the duty of their office. To further fear them is redundant; to hate them — heretical. Those more sensible will place responsibility with those who forced the hands of the Heavens: the heathen and the heretic. With some fortune, they may foster this hatred into purpose and further rule their own fate by coming to Celestia’s service.

It is, in this humble servant’s opinion, entirely possible for those currently in rebellion against the Heavens to find repentance and return to the fold. The Snezhnayans, though now in the grip of heresy, are still children of the Heavenly Principles after all. We, the servants of the Heavens, ought not forget this truth; least we stain ourselves in the blood of the innocent and become no better than the daemons of the Abyss. However, I cannot extend such clemency to those who have led the Snezhnayans into heresy. The Fatui and their Mistress, the Tsaritsa, are to pay the ultimate price for their heresy.

We have arrived, in battle array, and it is now that we perform our duty.

In fealty to the Heavenly Principles, our undying guide, and by the grace of our Lady of the Sable, I declare a divinely mandated repentance campaign upon the heretical nation of Snezhnaya. I hereby, under the authority invested in me, order you to spill blood in the name of the divine and consign the nation of Snezhnaya to the lash of contrition. May divine justice account in all balance. The Heavens Protect.

Communication Log: Deactivated

Bashed this out for shits and giggles.