Operation Corpiaan RPG (WH40K) *STORY DONE*

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**Gathering Storm**

c- I'm going to take the renegade's head off with a rifle. I'll be aiming right for the middle of his forehead.

**Mordoskul**

Your squad advances under the cover of darkness, their rifles loaded with powerful shells. Taking aim with your rifle, you scan the renegade camp, suddenly your vision blurs as a huge figure in corroded power armour with a cyclopean eye peering out from it's breastplate steps into view. He wields a massive death-touched axe, it glows with a sickly green light. As you set your sights on the traitor, he turns, and stares directly at you. Lifting his hand, one of your snipers pulls out a combat knife and charge you screaming; "Nurgle wishes your death!"

a-Kill the madman
b-Subdue your battle-brother

**Gathering Storm**

A- He is touched by Chaos and cannot be redeemed. It is what he would have wanted. The Heretics must die. I take my trusty Plasma Pistol and shoot him straight in the head.

**Mordoskul**

As the sniper dies, your weapon illuminates the darkness, causing returning fire to be sent from the Chaos encampment.

Do you

a-Retreat
b-Return fire

**Vulkan_He'stan**

Your Name: Dan
Characters Full Name

an "headshot" Robinson
Faction: Imperial Guard (DKOK)
Personality: Humorus, can be serious
Appearence:tall and thin
History: During training Dan was pick out for sniper core due to his amazing acuracy on the firing ranges
Picture: (will provide when i finish drawing)

feel free to write me in when you can be bothered

**Gathering Storm**

b-Return fire. And chuck a few grenades at them for good measure.

**necronsftw**

Die pysker option A

**Mordoskul**

Mattias' gun sings as it blasts bolts of blazing starfire back at the traitors, killing two rogue Astartes and boiling their corrupted flesh. Suddenly, you grasp your head in pain, something is attempting to gain access to your Mind!
Pick a number one through ten

Gaunty carves a path of death to the enemy psyker, slashing his throat with his sything talons, causing him to gurgle as he dies. This land belongs to the Great Devourer now.

Your next target is:

a-The refinerys
b-The cities
c-The farms

The renegade only had the chance to let out a suprised sqeal as your niper round blows out the back of his head, showering the cliff-face with gore.

Do you

a-Seek out more targets
b-Return to base

**Gathering Storm**

9

**Mordoskul**

Shaking off the psychic attack, you regain control of your senses.

Free option (From here on out, all options shall be free options)

**Gathering Storm**

I shall seek and destroy the Psyker who tormented me.

**Mordoskul**

The psyker in question is also the Chaos Lord. Still want to attack?

**necronsftw**

The farms doom to reeeeeed necks lmao

**Mordoskul**

You rush the farms, falling upon the stunned farmers and servitors with abandon. Within weeks, Corpiaan begins to starve.

**Gathering Storm**

In that case I'll be goin a huntin for some more renegades.

**Mordoskul**

Charging a renegade Astartes captain, his chainsword cutting an arc over your head, you raise your power fist, and let fly.

Pick a number 1-10

**Gathering Storm**

3

**Mordoskul**

Dodging your blow, the traitor forces his chainsword into your armpit, coming out near your face, showering you with your own gore. Crying out in pain and rage, your swing at his head, grazing his helm, and causing him to drop to his knees clutching his head.

**Gathering Storm**

I'll shoot the heretic in the face with my trusty plasma pistol whilst reciting Litanies of Protection.

**Mordoskul**

The traitor is immolated by blue starfire as you chant loudly.

**necronsftw**

Wooooah im going to infiltrate to the refineries

**Mordoskul**

Pick number 1-10

**necronsftw**

7

**Gathering Storm**

Good. He's dead. Now time to go find an Apothecary or somethin.

**Mordoskul**

Gaunty crawls through the vents of the refinery, undetected.

Mattias and his squad use their jump packs to return to the drop point where they are picked up and returned to base.

**Gathering Storm**

I think I'll rest so that my wounds can heal. Then go back and find more heretics to kill.

Btw, what level am I?

**Mordoskul**

Mattias is level 2, 3 shortly.

**necronsftw**

I slowly and sneakly look for something to hunt

**Mordoskul**

Catching a worker unawares, Gaunty tears a red gash across his throat and begins to feed even as he spasms.

**Gathering Storm**

I shall prepare, with my Brothers, for our next assignment.