Naruke II, a large Hive City orbited by a small Adeptus Mechanicus port. It is very close to the Ork Octavius Empire, thus it is in possession of a relatively effective military fighting force, including several Imperial guard regiments, a company of the Red Scorpions Space Marines Chapter, as well as many PDF regiments. The capital, Navar, was privy to a genestealer infestation several decades ago, but fortunately they have all been wiped out. However, there have been no threats for quite a while, the Scorpions simply making sure that the infestation has been cleared out, but little do they know that this tranquility will soon change into something far, far, worse…
There are 5 main sections of Naruke II, Naruke North, Naruke East, Naruke West, Naruke South, and Naruke Capital. Here's an image of Naruke Capital:

You may join on this thread http://www.dakkadakka.com/dakkaforum/posts/list/281413.page .
For now, just loiter around, and chat. First portion of the adventure coming as soon as I finish this Doctor Who episode.

"Sir, its time" Bantine said after knocking on the door to the small building that the team was resting in. "Thank you Sergeant." Nikev replied as he rose from the bed "So how is the team?" "The team is fine commissar, we are awaiting your word to move out. I will now join them in the other building while we await your word." After dressing Nikev opened the door to his room letting the blinding sunlight shine into his room. Shielding his eyes for a moment while they adjusted. Looking out across the landscape he remembered the times he's seen worlds destroyed all too quickly by the archenemy, and dreaded having the memory of seeing this happen one to many times. Putting aside these emotions he set out to his team's building to round them up and continue to the rendezvous point.

"scout brother vera" he keeps repeating to himself, wondering what dead end job he will get stuck with, probably just the usual, keep the city safe, mantain some outposts, nothing big, never anything big.
his barely furnished quarters, nothing but a cot and a small chest to keep his few belongings, his weapons kept close at hand, he never goes anywhere without them, his combat sword, the blade chipped so much it looks as if it has a serated edge, his 'custom' lascannon, which can be fired with only one hand, his whole armour used at the power source, this is what gave him the shining red aura during battle. the aura that the archenemy dreaded so much, his trademark, his war cry, as he charges into battle, its the war cry they fear the most.
a voice appears on the intercom, echoing throughout the room. "brother vera, get ready, the commissar wants you"
he shrugs his shoulders, wondering what that man wants this time, they wern't exactly on speaking terms, but an order is an order. he gets up, grabbing his weapons, checking his armour, then walking out of his room, his head held high, his mind filled with all sorts of thoughts, but not the same as his brothers,no where near the same.

Zindler stomped out of his small abode, within the cities cathedral, in full battle gear. His hulking figure made the small cramped conditions especially difficult to traverse, and his huge frame meant that monks would have to press themselves against the walls as he passed. All this he cared not about, as it was his turn to patrol the city. He sighed heavily. This is not work befitting of him and his team. The most action he had seen for four years had been a brief fire fight with a gang of boiler suited scum. He turned a corner, and entered into the makeshift armoury. He picked up his heavy bolter, and with the help of an awaiting gaggle of servitors, fed his ammo feed into it. He then strode out into the burning sunlight to his awaiting team. They saluted him before turning, and marching down the steps of the cathedral, and into a bustling marketplace. He smiled to himself, and followed.

OOC: I guess I might as well spawn my character then:

Jansen drained the last dregs from his tankard as he paid the barman for his drink.
“At least they make good drinks here” He thought, “whatever that stuff was... at least I won’t go completely insane while I’m stuck with these hive city scum. The governments bad enough on this rock anyway...” He rose from his bar-stool and made for the door, avoiding the various low-life’s who were constantly trying to sell him ‘death-sticks’, which were probably some sort of heretical drug anyway.

But he didn’t have time to deal with them now, he needed to find out why the freighter he was travelling on was taking so damn long to re-stock. It had been at least a week now and he hadn’t heard a single word from the mechanium moon, where the freighter was being held.

Jansen reached the door of the cantina and stepped outside into the musty half darkness of the underhive. What little light the hab-lights gave out was stifled by the slight smog that was escaping from the small vents in the side of the walls, and the taste of chemicals permeated the air.

His footfalls rang out on the steel surface of the floor as he made his way towards the upper levels of the Hive, although the constant noise from the depths of the Underhive drowned out most of the sound. As he got higher and higher up the Hive city, the air got cleaner, and the mechanical racket that was emanating from the depths of the City got quieter, although a low rumble could still be heard. As he approached the Mechanium outpost at the base of the Higher Levels of the city he was stopped by two colossal servitors, who were guarding the entrance.

“By order of the High Tech Priest of the Mechanium of Naruke II, no-one is to enter this compound, on pain of death, or worse” intoned both servitors.

Jansen sighed, and reached into his long overcoat to retrieve the symbol given to him by Orianus Augustus, the symbol that struck fear into a million souls, the symbol of the Emperors Inquisition, a single red I, embellished onto a skull. Jansen knew from experience travelling with Inquisitor Orianus that it would get him anything, anyone or anywhere, without question. He showed it to the guards.

The Servitors remained impassive: “Symbol not recognised, Access Denied”

Whatever was going on here was big, very big indeed...

OOC: Once everyone has made their introductory posts, I would advise to wait until Klawz has made the first story post. I admit my intro might have set the scene a bit too much, but I got carried away . Until Klawz has posted we don't actually know what we're dealing with, so any proper action might ruin anything Klawz has planned.

Zindler's squad moved through the swarm of citizens, without event. The rich upper hivers, paid little attention to the space marines nowadays, having gotten used to the protection they gave. Occasionally, if one would find himself directly in the path of one of his squad, they would incline their head, and utter "emperor protects" before sliding out of the way. Through this all, His squad did not falter a step.

++ Squad, form assault pattern gamma, I smell heretic++

Zindler was right. Nearby, a particularly obese man, with a purple face, and rolls of fat thicker than a mans arm, was leaning nonchalantly against a wall, smoking a death stick. He wore the finery of an official of the Hive, but it made no difference to Zindler. The arbites might be corrupt, and have selective sight, but the space marines did not.

The man spotted the hulking forms too late. It still marvelled him, how ones so huge, so tall, could sneak up on him. Cursing under his breath, he discarded his death stick and tramped it into the dirt with his fine leather boots. "How may I help you sergeant?" he then said, smiling a broad smile, and inclining his head.

Zindler stopped before then man, and his team spread out behind him.

++ You know smoking a...death stick... is against the laws of the imperium, due to halogen 64.2 and nycosputen 44A present within them. Both of which are class alpha drugs, which were banned under the harmful chemicals act of- ++

"Yes yes, I do understand, but, why are you telling me this? I have smoked nothing of the sort."

++ Only the guilty deny a crime they apparently haven’t committed++

The fat man began to sweat, little rivulets slipping down his greasy, pock marked face.
"I-Im sure we can come to some arrange-"

++ attempting to bribe an upholder of the law is a high criminal offence, punishable by death. Im surprised you were stupid enough to even consider trying it with a marine. Take him away brother Ventrius++

Zindler's second in command stepped forward, and clasped the mans shoulder with a gauntleted hand. He then turned, and frog marched the man through the market place. The fat official made no attempts to worm his way out. He knew he had made a foolish decision. Zindler sighed. The official wouldn’t be executed. People in power rarely get their comeuppance. He most likely will get a permanent black mark on his record. Maybe dismissed from the government. Corruption.

Zindler turned, and led his squad down a bustling street, continuing his sweep.

OOC: couldn’t resist ^^

OT: Don't worry, I might want to use those servitors for something....

Naruke II, a peaceful planet, or so we thought...

The red are Tyranid dropsites. These disgusting Xenos have already overwhelmed Naruke East, with life never before recorded by our Magos. Could this be Jormangandr, back from the dead? ALL TROOPS FROM NARUKE CAPITAL AND NARUKE WEST CALLED IN TO FIGHT OFF THE INCURSION THERE!
ALL RED SCORPIONS ARE TO SPREAD OUT AND GUARD THE REMAINING CITIES FROM INVASION.
MOVE OUT, MOVE OUT!

Just north of the Naruke west city Nikev with his team road in a civilian truck on the long road at a set pace. Determined not to be late for the meeting that was planned for them.

As they road the came across a town not much larger than the one they had found although there was something different about this one.
The people who should have inhabited the town were no where to be found, animals that should have been there were no where in sight.

Nikev thought to himself that this shouldn't be and set out to search the town for anything that may give them a clue as to what happened to everyone.

As the teams were searching Nikev, Salmoq, and Urtow were approaching a home when they heard a sudden crash from inside the small building. Rushing to the side of the door for a standard breaching pattern the team rushed into the room with perfectly practice precision. As the scanned the room they could find nothing but a shelf that for some reason had fallen.

"Hey Get back hear" they heard from outside of the building and Nikev realized it was the voice of one of his heavy weapon specialists Pyrne. Running out of the room they saw him chasing a small boy who had stolen a sack of food from their transportation vehicle.

Pryne dropping his weapon had no trouble at all catching the small scrawny boy. Just as Pyrne caught the boy Nikev's Adjutant Bolted from the Transport vehicle wide eyed like he'd just seen a bloodthirster up close and personal.

"Sir!" he panted as he ran up to Nikev,"we have a problem"

Jansen skirted round the side of the Mechanium outpost, looking for a suitable entry point. After about 10 minutes of searching he saw a small window in the side of the building, about 20ft up. He removed his grapple gun from one of his pockets and attached it to his wrist. After making sure his longsword was secure on his back and both las-pistols were in their holsters he shot the grapple towards the nearest ledge and began to scale the wall.

When he reached the ledge he hung suspended underneath it for a few seconds, listening to the movement inside the window. All he could hear was the occasional grinding of machinery and an urgent beeping from a computer. He pulled himself over the ledge, and entered the room.

The beeping noise was emanating from a computer panel in the far wall, which was glowing red. What looked like a map of the planet was displayed upon it. Jansen crossed to the panel and studied it for a few seconds. Several tendrils of red had appeared where Naruke east used to be, as well as a few spots of red scattered elsewhere on the map. The orbiting mechanium station was completely obscured under a mass of red. The scrolling bar at the bottom of the screen declared the moon to be under complete tyranid control.

"Gak!" thought Jansen, as he realised what was going on, and why the mechanium were being so secretive. "How am I going to get off this planet now?" He turned away from the computer screen...

...and straight into a techpriest who had silently moved up behind him while he was studying the screen.

"state your intentions, resistence is futile"

Afi lit a lho-stick from the Leman Russ's open top hatch, waiting for the next orders from command on the training of the new recruits. His Leman Russ tank was sat on the plains just north of Naruke south, on the training area for the new crews.

Afi was a veteran of a few wars, Anthand against the Orks, Pandora defending against Chaos forces. His tank had scored a total of 16 enemy tank kills from those two wars. And now hIs beloved Leman Russ and himself was staitioned on Naruke.

He sighed, no matter how hard he tryed, the new recruits in his tank wouldn't get the hang of it before they would sent into a combat zone. His old crew had deid near the end of the Pandora campign, from a meltagun gun blast penertrating the tanks armoured hide. So now he had to train these farmboys how to shot.

He flicked lho-stick away, and pulled the hatch closed, and sat waiting still for the next orders. His crew waited paintently in silence also.

The vox flickered into life, relaying thier new orders.

"This might be interesting" Afi thought to himself

Tyranids. The devourer of worlds was on Naruke. Afi smiled to himself. Another enemy to fight he thought.

He grimaced as he remembered that his crew were still untested in the fires of battle. That'll soon be corrected.

Afi opened the top hatch and breathed the open air. He looked dead ahead and saw the nearing capital. As a vetern tank commander Afi had been sent from the reserves of Naruke south to join the regiments gearing up to fight the enroaching aliens.

He lit another lho-stick, adjusted his peaked cap and settled in, waiting till he arrived at the capital.

He sighed when he remembered about the comissar, he hoped this one wasn't a "I'll shoot you if you look at me funny type," like the ones back on Anthad.

Zindler rammed another belt of ammo into his heavy bolter, before he squeezed on another salvo of rounds. His men were enacting a desperate rearguard action, trying to buy a town’s populace more time. The tyranids had hit hard and fast by a swarm of gaunts. Though little more than a nuisance on their own, Zindler knew they were just here for him and his team to expend their ammunition upon, before the real threats appear. He had already spotted a menacing shaped thing in the distance, but he had been unable to make it out, even with his helmets filtering systems. There was just too much smoke.

++ Squad, fall back to the town square. We hold that position for 5 minutes, then we find our own way out of this cesspool ++

As one, his team turned, and sprinted hard and fast down the street. Zindler looked left and right, scanning the nearby houses for any signs of life. He was a space marine, and he wasn’t going to leave anyone behind.

They reached the town square just as a brood of spinegaunts poured out into the open space from a side alley. Behind the red scorpions, Zindler could make out the cacophony of the approaching tide. If they were not careful, they would be surrounded.

++ Ventrius, Scipio, spinegaunts up ahead. Clear them out! ++

The two marines nodded in acknowledgment and trained their guns on the approaching tendril. Zindler, Augustus, and Bartholomew turned their attentions back to their pursuers. Their heavy bolters coughed fragmented death, and soon a bank of corpses started to form, ensuring that in order for the gaunts to attack them, they would have to climb their way up the side of their smouldering dead.

++ Sergeant! We’ve got incoming, and I don’t think our heavy bolters are going to be much use here! ++ yelled Scipio.

Turning Zindler spied the problem. A tyrranofex. Its massive body was hanging metres from the ground by four massive bladed feet, each one the size of a space marine. Its huge frame held a gigantic fleshy tube, with disgusting ooze dribbling from its orifice. It roared, and then spasmed. The entirety of the massive creatures frame convulsed, and it released a high pitch whine. Its cannon sprayed a gout of bio acid mucus into Scipio and Ventrius, throwing his men to the ground. The stuff stuck to their armour and began to dissolve it away, Scipios incoherent screams began, as his neuro inhibiters couldn’t combat the pain. Ventrius, who had only partially been hit, struggled to his feet, only to watch an arm and both his legs sizzle, and slough off. He toppled to the ground. The tyranid beast roared.

++ Augustus, keep the swarm at bay! Bartholomew with me! ++

Zindler and Bartholomew charged forwards, firing as they ran. The bullets bounced harmlessly of the Tyrannofex, and it scuttled forwards. It lashed out with a massive scythe. Rewarding itself by punching Bartholomew in twain. A spray of gore splattered onto the space marine sergeant who carried on running. Bartholomew’s midsection crashed into the town squares fountain, and the waters their began to turn red. His other half landed amongst the swarm of gaunts.

++ Sergeant! I can’t hold off the swarm much longer! ++

Zindler dodged another talon strike, and skidded to a halt next to the still conscious Ventrius. Grabbing his fallen brother, he began to drag him away from the massive monstrosity. Ventrius was blasting away at the beast with a bolt pistol defiantly. Suddenly he heard, over the roar of the 'fex, over the screams of the tyranids, over the bark of Augustus' heavy bolter. He heard the engines of a thunderbolt. It screamed past over head, discharging a payload of bombs as it went. Zindler only had time to bodily throw brother Ventrius out of the way of an incoming bomb before he was engulfed in flames...

The Tech-priest led Jansen along the corridors of the outpost, towards what he presumed was the central hub. There was a constant clanking noise which grew ever louder as he was led along the corridors, and the air smelt of oil.

They reached a large doorway at the end of a long corridor, and the techpriest began to intone a series of noughts and ones into a small microphone which was placed beside it. Two Secutors who were guarding the doorway came and stood either side of Jansen, blocking off his escape.

The doors opened to reveal a large hall, around the edges of which lay hundreds of computer banks, each with a tech priest plugged into the sockets. The roof of the hall was held up by 10 pillars, which flanked a long walkway down the middle of the hall. The entire area was bathed in a dim, red light, and hazy with fumes and smoke. The Techpriest escorted Jansen down the middle of the hall, until they came to a plinth in the middle, which was shaped in likeness of the symbol of the mechanium. A large figure rolled out of the gloom and down the ramp leading up to plinth. It was what was left of a human torso, supported by two caterpillar tracks where its legs had been, and it was covered in bionic implants and whirring instruments. It was barely recognisable as human.

“Greetings, Intruder” It intoned in a low, mechanical voice, “I am techno magus 01110110 01100101 01111000 01110101 01110011, of the Mechanium, why were you present in the compound?”

“Jansen Ragnar, representing Inquisitor Orianus Augustus” said Jansen, revealing his Inquisitorial emblem “My business is my own. I was en route to Prantoc Ultra when the freighter I was travelling on stopped for supplies here, and the planet was invaded by Tyranids.”

“So you know about our little... problem then?”

“Indeed, although It may turn out to be slightly more than a problem, if your information is correct...” said Jansen, with a small grin.

“Your humour is unnecessary, meatbag, but your cooperation will be mandatory”

“My cooperation?” asked Jansen “what’s in it for me?”

“merely your life, but do not worry, you will not be missed.” said the Magus, “Now the planet is under attack, every man who can hold a gun will be shipped off to the front lines. The marines of the Red Scorpions chapter are spread thin as it is, and the pathetic cannon fodder you call ‘guardsmen’ will be annihilated before long, so unless you want to be shipped out to the front with them, I suggest you listen to my reasonable offer.”

“What is this ‘offer’” sighed Jansen.

“In the middle of Naruke West lies an ancient artefact, one which is very important to the mechanium, and which must not fall under Tyranid control, under any circumstances. As you know, Naruke west is relatively free of Tyranid presence, but that will most likely be remedied soon. Your mission will be simple, retrieve the artefact. If you do this, we will give you a ship and let you leave."

“Why can’t you send one of your own men, or one of the people from the city?”

“Most of the Techpriests were on the moon when the invasion began, and this particular artefact is quite... delicate, so would be unsuitable for any commoner. You are expendable, and have something to gain, so we will send you. Your transport awaits outside...

"Emperor Deliver us from this hell" Nikev replied as Bantine informed him of the Tyranid invasion. "Have you contacted the Guard stationed here? Do they need assistance?" "But Sir?" objected Salmoq protested,"What about our meeting?" " I believe a Tyranid invasion is a bigger issue than some information from a contact who has probably fled planet don't you think? Bantine?" Nikev turned to face his adjutant who was on the vox with the Guard. "Sir, they say all help is appreciated and that they have uncovered a small tyranid force which has broken from the main group and has gathered in an area to the north east of our position." Nikev looked around the room at his men and their weary face. Chaos, Orks, Tau, they've all face these enemies and been able to best them, but the tyranids they have never battled.

The stories alone about the tyranids that circulated in the guard could chill a man to his very core and Nikev knew his men would not be happy with his decision. "Inform them we will move in to intercept with the fury of the Immortal Emperor himself." Nikev as he said this glanced around and was surprised to see that not many faces showed as much disgust as he thought. "Sir, they are sending coordinates now, and they remind us that the Emperor Protects." "The Emperor Protects." replied everyone that was within earshot.

After informing the Guardsmen of the task set ahead they stripped down their civilian transport so it was closer to a opened backed half-track for the visibilty they would need for the foe they would need to see long before it was close.

"Sir!" Pyrne called out before they were set to head out. "What about the boy we found?" Glancing sidelong at the boy noticing he looked to be in his young adult years told Pyrne "if we have an extra las-pistol give it to him, He knows the land better than us. Just point him in the right direction. He'll be better off going in the opposite direction of us considering we are going into hell.

At the wheel Urtok turned to his commissar and asked "where are we going sir? you gave me coordinates but where is it?" "I'm not sure Urtok, all I know is near some very old ruins out in the middle of nowhere."

Gavis looked over the wall of the small outpost, the sky began to fill with Tyranid spores. Already, the towns people began fleeing into thier small homes. The short wave vox in the outpost crackled with, hurridly blurted out orders from the PDF command. Above a single large spore filled the sky, it fell hurridly to the ground, impacting. From within something stired, a large Warrior Tyranid, rose from the crater made by the spore, it roared to the sky. Gavis leapt over the wall, landing on the hard earth road below, he un-shetathed his force sword, and charged.

The Warrior turned towards the Space Marine, lashing out with its sythe like arms, Gavis ducked under the blow, he lashed out with his force sword, cutting off one of the Warrior's limbs, the Tyranid slashed out with its other arm, the sythe gouged the Space Marine's power armor leaving a shallow scar, Gavis steadyed himself and channeled the power of the Smite, lightning danced along his force weapon, and his fingertips, thrust his sword out at the Warrior, the psychic lightning shot out, striking the Tyranid Warrior, the smell of ozone filled the air, as the Tyranid burned from the power of the Smite, its burnt corpse fell to the ground. Gavis looked to the sky, more spores where aprroching.

Zindler opened his eyes with a groan. He slowly dragged himself to his feet, and surveyed the town square. The whole place was burning, and piles of tyranid corpses littered the ground. So, Zindler thought, at least the tendril here has been stopped. Limping through the bomb shelled clearing; he spotted, amongst the flames, an occasional gaunt, ablaze with fire, screeching in pain. He ignored them. As he got to the fountain in the centre, he found who he was looking for. Ventrius was still alive despite it all. He looked up at his commander with his one good eye, and spoke through his Vox

++ *shhhhhhhtkkkk* sargea*kkkkkkkkkk* ++

The mutilated marine seemed to stop for a second, before he removed his damaged helmet.

"Sergeant, Augustus told me to tell you that he's gone to secure the perimeter. He was unharmed by the bombs. I think he’s gone for solitude, in truth. Bartholomew was his best friend, after all."

Zindler nodded, and opened his vox channel.

++ Augustus, come back to the town square, is we're going to get a pick up for Ventrius, I’ll need your help ++

++ Message received, coming back now ++

Zindler sighed, and sat next to his comrade. He removed his blackened helmet, and held it in his hands, staring at it, as if it could give him answers.

"Zindler, i know the loss of Bartholomew and Scipio is hard. We were together since the first days of training. Do you seek Condolences? They were brave, and followed your orders without question."

"Yes brother, they were. But I believe I’ll need to talk to a chaplain about this. The sense of loss may affect my judgement."

Augustus arrived on the scene a moment later, carrying his heavy bolter, and training it left and right, as if it were sniffing for prey. As he got to them, he nodded in acknowledgment to his brothers.

++ have you sent a medevac signal? ++

"Yes Augustus, and I am sorry for your loss. Let me help you look for Bartholomew’s remains."

SO they left Ventrius to rest, propped against the fountain, as they searched for the cleaved corpse of their fallen brother. Afterwards, they gathered up the small pieces of Scipio's armour that were still intact, and placed them in a bag.

As they returned, a Valkyrie descended slowly on the scene, and a group of medics, jumped out and raced over to the marines. At first, Zindler was wary of the guardsmen, how could they understand the anatomy of a marine? But they seemed competent, and stemmed the bleeding from Ventrius, and removed the shrapnel embedded in Zindler’s neck. They then carried them onto the valk, and took them back towards the guards Head quarters in the sector.

Llyons: More spores crash into the ground, opening not to Carnifexes or some other beast, but to long, snake-like trygons. They burrowed deep beneath the ground before anyone landed a shot on them. Others opened to a brood of gants, firing fleshy maggots that vainly attempted to burrow beneath your armor.
Ghosty: The valk shakes, and its guns go to the difficult work of ripping apart the hundreds of gargoyles that have surrounded the area. Shrikes can be seen, firing deathspitters at the Valkyrie.
Dave: A servitor can be seen in the background, fixing one terminal crackling with sparks. As you are talking to the Magos, and you say the word "tyranid", the servitor begins to move. Its repair arms are revealed to be machine guns, and he has a second pair of arms sprouting underneath the first, bearing wicked sharp talons. It begins to lumber towards you, trying to yell.

vera slowly studies the horizon, cursing under his breath, looking through the scope of his custom lascannon, he see's some tyranid hormagaunts moving forward with unbelieveable speed, but to no avail.
"stupid creatures, they dont know who they are facing"
he raises his lascannon, his armour glowing with a blinding red light, he fires unleashing the energy at them, his shot manages to take them apart one at a time, leaving only burned remains, he reloads, whispering his own little prayer, thanking the gods he believes in.
"oh prometeus, father of fire, creator of man, guide my hand in destruction"

Jansen heard a low snarl behind him and turned to face it. One of the techpriests he had passed earlier was bounding towards him, the wheels it was attached to earlier discarded to the side. Clawed arms dripping with venom were begining to protrude from under its sackcloth robes, and the servo arms were snapping menacingly, while plates of machinery fell off its body to reveal glistening purple flesh.

Jansen grabbed at his pistols and drew them, while the creature let out an earsplitting scream and leapt towards them. Jansen crouched under its leap and turned, firing blindly at the creature as it passed overhead.

The shots hit the creature in the back and the smell of burning flesh filled the room.

"It would seem you've been Infiltrated by Genestealers, Magos..." said Jansen, "I had better leave now, where there is one there are bound to be more."

"Yes, yes, of course" replied the Magos, seemingly flustered "your transport awaits outside" He activated a switch on the side of his transport and spoke into a protruding microphone: "all techpriests present in this mechanium outpost meet in sector 010001011, genestealer prescence confirmed, any Mechanium units found to be missing subject to immediate termination." (OOC: if anyone from Thor's Genestealer game wants to use this as a setting for a genestealer game, go ahead, I think it'd be perfect)

Jansen hurried out of the room, replacing his Las-pistols in their holsters, and ran downstairs, out of the outpost, to where a truck was waiting. He got in, noting the heavy stubber fixed to the back, and the large amounts of ammunition besides two shotguns.

He ignited the Ignition and set off, following the directions displayed on a small screen to the left of the wheel.

There was something odd about all this...

Afi finished his lastest Lho-stick and waited while his Leman Russ resuplied at the capital.
Due to losses he was now the most senior tank commander on the planet he didnt relish this thought that just meant more deaths of those under his command.
After resupling he was being sent out to the nearest defence line to the tyranid threat.
He had never faught tyranids and was nervous, if the stories were true they were all doomed.
He dropped his Lho-stick, crushed it under his boot and hopped on to the tank and down the hatch.
Time to get to the front.

I...don't really know where we are at. I see that Tyranids are involved and are heading from Naruke East, but beyond that. *shrug*

OOC: Ok, Status Update for EF (from what I can make out)

VikingScott (Afi) is currently just north of Naruke South, and heading for the front line at Naruke East (I think).

Dastardly Dave (Jansen Ragnar) Is currently on his way to Naruke west, in search of a mysterious mechanium artifact so he can get off the planet.

Shas'O Vera (Vera) is shooting Tyranids in (i think) the forests by naruke capital (its in his sign up post) in the name of Prometheus (I think your heresy stamp might be in order).

Ghosty (Zindler) is currently watching a Valkerie get attacked by 'nids while he is recovering from a heavy tyranid assualt. (not sure where though, I presume Naruke East)

Master Lyons (Gavis) has just witnessed a few trygons burrow underground (again, no definate location, probably Naruke East due to amount of 'nids)

Commissar NIkev (Nikev) is heading towards a bunch of ruins near Naruke West, which presumably is under attack.

I think thats everyone, if i've got anything wrong just say.

Dastardly Dave wrote:OOC: Ok, Status Update for EF (from what I can make out)

VikingScott (Afi) is currently just north of Naruke South, and heading for the front line at Naruke East (I think).

Dastardly Dave (Jansen Ragnar) Is currently on his way to Naruke west, in search of a mysterious mechanium artifact so he can get off the planet.

Shas'O Vera (Vera) is shooting Tyranids in (i think) the forests by naruke capital (its in his sign up post) in the name of Prometheus (I think your heresy stamp might be in order).

Ghosty (Zindler) is currently watching a Valkerie get attacked by 'nids while he is recovering from a heavy tyranid assualt. (not sure where though, I presume Naruke East)

Master Lyons (Gavis) has just witnessed a few trygons burrow underground (again, no definate location, probably Naruke East due to amount of 'nids)

Commissar NIkev (Nikev) is heading towards a bunch of ruins near Naruke West, which presumably is under attack.

I think thats everyone, if i've got anything wrong just say.

Thanks! And yes, West is involved in skirmishes, but nothing like what's happening in east.

"FETH those bastards and send them to HELL!" Nikev screamed alongside with the roar from his Bolt Pistol.

Taking cover behind the old ruined remains of what must have been some sort of massive important structure the Nucian guard was having to fight Gaunts armed with Fleshborer cannons.

The Truck the Nucian guard had previously used laid in ruins nearby being ambushed from the ruins though they were not fully unprepared the Nucian Guard launch a quick defensive maneuver which causes a stale mate between the Guard and the Tyranids stationed there.

"Fething things are everywhere sir!" shouted Pyrne over the roar from his Heavy Bolter that he and his feeder Arnel had set up with quick pace.

"Then Kill'em ALL!" Shouted Bantine who was working furiously to give cover to the vox man Zyen from the Xenos that were sent to break the formation and doom the guardsmen.

Shredding a trio of guants who had rushed from cover to get closer to the Nucians. Pyrne shouted back, obviously irritated by the enemy "I'm working on it damnit!"

Forming a line with a slight curve at the edges the Nucians were being slowly beginning to gain ground. Luckily enough for the Nucians none of them had to go hand to hand with the Xenos due to the guants weaker Armour than their larger more devastating counterparts.

Blasting a Guant Nikev turned to his adjutant who gave him quite the confused look whilst taking cover. "Sir, I don't understand. From what I've read Tyranids are lead by a bigger bei-" before Bantine could finish his sentence, a most horrendous screech filled the air.

"Happy now DAMNIT!"Nikev yelled at his adjutant "you've just fething Jinxed us!"

vera yawns, his kill count reaching 50 gaunts, 20 warriors and 2 carnifex. in the back of his personal rhino, his trusty driver jeeves, the walls covered with war trophies and honour marks, nothing imperium apart from the rhino itself and his weapons technology, the hum of the engine was going to put him to sleep at this rate, but no matter, he needs to fight, to shed blood in the names of the gods of old.

"jeeves, how far untill the front?" he says while yawning once more.

"not long no sir, recon says about 30 minutes untill we reach the west, feel free to take a quick nap if needs be"

vera yawns once more, then rests his head on the cold wall of the rhino, slowly falling to sleep listening to the hum of the engine, the sound of the tracks moving along the ground.

shas'o vera wrote:vera yawns, his kill count reaching 50 gaunts, 20 warriors and 2 carnifex.

lolwut?

Emperors Faithful wrote:

shas'o vera wrote:vera yawns, his kill count reaching 50 gaunts, 20 warriors and 2 carnifex.

lolwut?

meh, i suck at this, big deal i felt like joining in

No, I meant, are in charge of a tank or something? Or are you just a lone guard squad making these kills?

Emperors Faithful wrote:No, I meant, are in charge of a tank or something? Or are you just a lone guard squad making these kills?

space marine scout sargent with his own squad, and some 'special equipement" aka cutom made lascannons that were 'aquired' from a forge world.

The tank ground to a halt, Afi jumped out the hatch and walked over to the nearest defence implacement. "Whos in charge here?" he asked his vioce raised slightly so they all heard.
One man detached himself from a cluster against the opposite wall. "I am, and you are?"
"I am Afi Drazznik, veteran tank commander stationed in a leman russ sir!" Afi replied snapping to attention with the mention of the word sir. The aged general sighed
"Very well trooper i was expecting a squad but you will just have to do, we've marked out a place on the defence line for your tank, we think to use it as a gun platform to take out the bigger beasties. But obviously target prioity is at your discretion,"
Sir yes sir, we'll move the tank now" he walked out the bunker leaned against the wall and pulled out a carton of lho-sticks, looked up at the sky. "Feth, the winged ones are here already!"
A valkarie was just before them, huge scars down its armoured shell.
Afi ran for his tank and dived down the hatch. A few shouted orders and the defence line errupted in firepower at the enroaching gargoyles waves.

(OOC: I was north of the capital at my last post headed for the next defence line about to become under attack.)
(And Emperors Fathful I am in charge of a tank)

vera is awoken by a sudden jolt, his weapon coming off the rack dangling by the power lead thats attached to his armour, his opens one eye, then the other, noticing that nothing else seems to have been knocked loose he tries to go back to sleep.

another jolt stops him from doing so, this time with an ear spliting crack, he suddenly gets up, puts on his armour, checking the charge, and attaching the lascannon to its holster on the armour, jeeves appears to have not been phased by the jolt, still driving the rhino on its current course.
"hey, jeeves ya deaf nitwit, what was that?"

he doesn't take his eyes off the road, calling back to vera jeeves says in an unusually calm voice.
"oh that? it was just a leman russ cannon shell, nto far away, probably some fighting going on, shall i change course?"

vera rubs his armourd hands on his face, wondering why he was stuck with such a naive driver.
"yeah, lets go that way, i want to add up my kill streak, for the ancient gods of old"

jeeves suddenly turns the rhino sharply, almost on one track, he turns to the firefight, vera cracks his neck, feeling the gas escape his joints, allowing his armour to do the work, he calls into his voxcaster.
"attention roughnecks, this is your sargent speaking, all units, call in"

a low grunt of a voice calls back. "sniper brother Kais ready and willing"

a normal voice similar to vera's calls back "close combat specialist leroy here"

vera smiles, but wondering where the other two men of his unit are, he doesn't care, he shouts back "alright, you guys know the drill, get your vehicles to follow the signal of my rhino, i'll meet you at the front, and may gaia protect"

his rhino drives off, through the smoke, heading to the sounds of cannon fire.

Are there any Titan Legions?? If not i'll roleplay the elements of Legio Prandia

Are there any Titan Legions?? If not i'll roleplay the elements of Legio Prandia


The Titans stood ready in their loading cradles.3 Warhounds 2 Reavers and a Warlord of Legio Prandia they had arrived with forward super heavy elements on Naruke and now stood ready to crush the encroaching Tyranids who were making landfall on the east of the planet.

Princeps Salvia stood there with his arms crossed his coat fluttering in the wind his head was studded with the signature plugs that allowed him to become one with the mighty warmachine he commanded. He regarded his Warlord "Heras Hammer" he still felt awe everytime he saw her when he was one with her he felt her power her fury it felt as if you strided amongst the clouds a sheer rush of "Kill" flowed through his body his fingers were her Vulcan Mega Bolter and Plasma Blastgun his voice her mighty Warhorns to be a god made metal was a feeling reserved only he thought for him.

In cradles beside "Heras Hammer" stood the Reavers "Eclipse" and "Nova" and below them the Warhounds "Hades" "Stigia" and "Reaper" every fibre in his body itched to be unleashed but intel left the brunt of the fighting to the Astartes the east of the planet was a malestrom retreating forces fleeing out of east Naruke by a sheer press of aliens it appeared his forces had arrived from the Armageddon Warzone just in time.

"Princeps! Orders from command" a deckhand ran up with a dataslate
"Thank you" replied Salvia as he took the slate and scanned it
"Yes!" he said as he balled his fists he tapped his comms bead
"This is Salvia prep the girls we're going to do some killing" he added with relish "Prepare the Hera im coming aboard".

The numerous hordes of gargoyes were being sythed down by the heavy firepower of the defence line. Not one was getting though.
On the horizon came the living tide, puntuated by the odd larger shape. "FIRE!" yelled Afi from the top hatch of the leman russ, the main cannon spat death at the nearing horde.
Their resistance was unfaltering. The horde wasn't reaching the defence line. The piles of tyranid dead was becoming greater. The the valkerie flew over heard still flying but only just.
But just when it seemed that all was going well the ground shook, tremours going in all directions. A mighty trygon errupted from the ground through the command bunker, destroying it. "Feth this!" Afi yelled "Brick get us outta here". The Leman Russ reversed acoss the broken ground, two more trygons joined the first. The defence line was in dissarray and the gaunts had reached the line. Vox chatter came through thick and fast on the tanks channel. "Uh sir", Brick the driver ventured "cause that command bunker got destroyed your the senior officer here." Afi cursed and grapped the vox "This is Afi Drazznik and I'm now in command here. I order a full retreat. If your squad is depleted or is dying try to buy some time for the rest of your commrades, remember the big ones control the little 'uns and you all have krak grenades, well trown one of them should kill stuff, over and out,". The turret swang left and unleashed its fury upon the nearest trygon, it screamed its defiance. but keeled over still trashing. The leman russ went full speed, its armoured tracks and dozer blade crushing the still dangerous beast. "I'm not losing a whole platoon!" Afi roared. He grapped the steering controls ordering brick to man the turret. The leman russ rolled over the gaunt horde towards the lumbering large beasts, the cannon still spiting death. The hull mounted lascannon scored a direct hit. The afficted Hive tyrant srceaming, thrased around with pain. Another blast and it was still. The surrounding gaunts went crazy, some fleeing towards the other tyrants, some just stood in dumb animal stupidity and some going in some blood-frenzy, striking out at anything in reach. "Right that should slow them down" Afi almly said while taking back his original post "gets us the feth out of here, we've saved some lives,"
"To the regroup checkpiont"

"Sh*t!" screamed the pilot of the aptly named Valkyrie, Valhalla’s fury. The iron bird was screaming through the air at break neck speed, a massive contrail of black smoke being left in their wake. Behind them, around them, and in front of them were the tyranids. Massed swarms of gargoyles and rippers flowed around them like a sea of locusts, which Valhalla’s fury had to part. The door gunners had long since been grabbed and torn apart, by the flurry of talons waiting outside. Most of the medics themselves were either dead, as a trio of winged warriors had managed to enter the crew cargo, and reek bloody havoc before the two space marines had managed to silence them.

Zindler roared furiously as he kicked a gargoyle in the face as it swooped in to land. The beast shrieked, and skidded off sideways, before it was pulled into the massive turbine powered engines of the Valk. Pausing for a second, the space marine sergeant un holstered his bolt pistol, and even managed to fire of a shot into an approaching gargoyle before it rammed into him.

Augustus had the main hatch open and was standing, legs planted, and firing his heavy bolter into the black sea that threatened to engulf them. Though with the main door open, it would give the tyranids another point of entry, Zindler trusted the veteran to smite anything before it managed to land. He had not failed so far. Zindler dragged the gargoyle to the ground, and curb stomped it repeatedly until its face was no more than a bloody pulp. The tyranids wont take the valk out this way, what were they thinking?

Outside, flying several hundred feet above the Valkyrie was a harridan. Its huge frame was glistening with dew from the clouds, and the tiny droplets ran down its carapace. The beast's tongue lolled in its mouth, like some obscene dog. It would have been comical were it not for the fact the harridan was the size of a thunderbolt. The creature, receiving commands from some synaptic node nearby, folded its wings in, and freefell towards the small grey shape below. It cared not for its own safety, just as long as it took out its target...

Augustus noticed how the gargoyles suddenly stopped swarming them. Something wasn’t right.

The Valhalla’s fury pilot looked up in his cockpit. And screamed.

The ship was smashed clean out of the air. The entire nose had been ripped clean off, and the Harridan, surviving the impact, latched onto the falling bird, riding it down towards the ground below. Zindler grabbed the side for support, but he had nearly been thrown clean out. Still tightly gripping the side, he risked a look back into the rapidly compressing interior. All the medics had gone. One was crushed into a wall, and was still twitching in its death throes. The others must have been thrown out of the back of the valk. Augustus was holding onto the piston ramp with one had, and blazing away with his heavy bolter in his other. Ventrius, who had been strapped in, was still alive; he was now firing his bolt pistol into the roof, and into the harridan that had collided with them.

Afi Drezznick watched as this entire scene unfolded. He also watched as the Valkyrie smashed into the ground, and how 3 shapes leapt clear just before, and also how the Valkyrie collided with a nearby earthwork, before erupting into flames, consuming the great winged beast. His Iho stick dropped from his mouth.

OOC : oops ...well two conflicting stoylines here...which one shall we keep?

OOC: I was heading to a regroup point after the lines got overrun. and i said that the valk flew overhead. i didnt say what happened to it. so all is well
and its an a in Drazznik.

Heras Hammer made full speed with its attendant battlegroup for the front line Silvia checked his tactical augeries.

Auto loaders check.
Plasma coil check
Reactor levels nominal
leg coils.check
Point defences.check


His display also brought up the five other Titans in the battlegroup Eclipse and Nova lopped along ahead the three Warhounds Hades,Stigia,Reaper were on point moving at full speed scouting.
"Hades slow down you'll burn your reactor out ease them in steady this isnt any Ork hunt" he said quietly into the vox.
"Shes eager i'll give her that" said Silvia through clenched teeth Hera was aching longing for battle he struggled to keep her in check when he jacked in earlier he heard her growl she and him tasted blood of Xeno's thousands of miles away they wanted at it.
On the way they encountered units fleeing Leman Russ's with huge gouts burned into them men limped moaning he zoomed in on them Hera was frantic she wanted blood to kill and grind Tyranids under her armoured feet. It was fifteen years ago when she encountered her Heirodule then it had escaped spared by the backwash from the Agamemnon that clouded Hera's sensors Silvia wondered if it was here.....

"Contact! Reaper!"
"Contact Hades!"
"Contact Stigia!"

Reports flowed in as the Warhounds met the first wave of the incoming horde.
"Slow her prepare to fire apocalypse launchers wide spread wear down the small ones. Point defences keep your eyes open for Gargoyles anything bigger than a building put it down! Eclipse,Nova! watch our flanks Legio Prandia for MARS FOR THE EMPEROR!"

Lances from turbo laser destructors bit into the moving carpet with a boom that shook the air the apocolypse launcher on Hera opened up...battle was joined.

Hera opened up full spread with her weapons Tyranids simply vanished in clouds of munition fire flames ploomed up from the onrushing horde. Silvia felt Heras joy at being uncaged nothing could hurt her Gargoyles hit her void shields and fell screeching to the ground below "Die all of you" growled Silvia "Die" Bio munitions peppered the front void array
"Vulcan overheating" cried a gunner
"Shut it down pull us out slowly point defences concentrate on the ground below stem the tide" ordered Silvia


Below a carpet of warriors gaunts genestealers tried to overwhealm the battlegroup in the background beyond the range of the group a huge malign creature with old wounds eyed the Warlord battle titan and with a screech led its broods to battle scuttling on 5 instead of six legs.

If a alien intelligence could comprehend vengeance this creature would have wounds and grudges enough to last it centuries and Hera was the biggest transgressor of them all.

"Incoming! Brace for impact!" yelled Afi as the missiles came down from the sky. Bloody maruders thought we were all routed and behind them.
A mighty crater was made where the tank was just 15 seconds ago. Afi lit another Lho-stick and continued to head for the crash site of the valkerie and from the incoming missiles.
"Maruders watch your fire, you almost killed us" yelled Brick down the vox at the flyers' crew.

Jansen had diven about 40 cliks when he spotted the first of the Tyranid organisms attacking an area just to the North of Naruke West. He could also hear the crack of weaponry being fired, and a thin plume of smoke was rising from the area.

He stopped to get a better view of the situation, and realised that he would need much greater firepower than his two Las-pistols if he was to break through, and, unusually for the mecanicum, the Heavy stubber mounted on the back did not seem to be automated. There was however some coils of rope on the floor, and, born of the ingenuity which must be aquired after spending 10 years as a bounty hunter, a plan began to form in Jansens mind...

10 Minutes later, Jansen had roped himself up to the steering wheel of the truck, and had pointed the front towards the ruins, setting the accelerator to a constant speed.

He was now standing on the back of the truck, with his elbows roped up to the wheel, heavy stubber blazing like mad at the swarms of tyranids, while the truck hurtled towards the ruins, knocking down and crushing countless numbers of smaller Tyranids under its reinforced front! (OOC: sorry, but the mental image was too good to pass up )

As he got closer to the ruins, leaving a bloody swathe of destruction in his wake, Jansen spotted a hastily erected defensive position up ahead, where a group of guardsmen were making a stand. He used up the last of his loaded ammunition to clear a path for the truck, and turned the steering wheel to the left, while slowly releasing pressure on the accelerator by moving himself backwards. This resulted in the truck drifting gracefully to a stop infront of the stunned Imperial Guardsmen, how he had done that successfully even Jansen had no idea!

He disentangled himself from the ropes and grabbed the two shotguns from the back, leaping off the truck. One of the Guardsmen immediately moved to man the heavy stubber, which began to spit death at the tyranids almost immediately.

"Where is your commanding officer?" asked Jansen to the nearest Guardsman.

A valkyrie suddenly veered into the firing solution
"Woah!" said Silvia "Valkyrie crew Princeps Silvia learn to fly!" he growled

His attention turned back to the battle Stigia was in some trouble her voids stripped and her arm limply hanging at the side
"Truvenna get back theres nothing you can do get....." silvia's eyes opened as a barbed leg thrust through Stigia's cockpit
several small explosions and Stigia fell to the ground burning a heirodule barrled through the flames and spurred on by the kills launched itself at Hera
"Throne!" he cursed through gritted teeth as the point defences peppered the monstrosity it backed off quivering and reared its head low hissing
"Status on the bolter" he roared to the weapons officer "close the vents we have a spore cloud!"
The Hera switched to internal life support
"Back us off! whilst the beast is wounded get us away!"
Hera lurched back firing the Nova joined its firepower the Eclipse covered the rear the two remaining Warhounds limped back to the lines.
The Heirodule looked at them with fury in its many eyes it screeched a challenge Silvia marked it
"Were done here fall back to the rally point! fighting retreat!"

Please, no titans. Ask before going on with the smashing of the killing.

Klawz wrote:Please, no titans. Ask before going on with the smashing of the killing.

OOC (You didnt stipulate that in the sign up thread its fair enough but any vital imperial outpost sends at least one Legio of Titans in when its under threat and come on its Tyranids what your throwing at them at the moment is akin to sticks and stones

Examples of where Titans have turned the tide in face of Tyranids

Macragge
Ichar 4

And I posted my Character too its fair enough dude its your RP but you should have stipulated that in your sign up thread.)

Demonslayer82 wrote:

Klawz wrote:Please, no titans. Ask before going on with the smashing of the killing.

OOC (You didnt stipulate that in the sign up thread its fair enough but any vital imperial outpost sends at least one Legio of Titans in when its under threat and come on its Tyranids what your throwing at them at the moment is akin to sticks and stones

Examples of where Titans have turned the tide in face of Tyranids

Macragge
Ichar 4

And I posted my Character too its fair enough dude its your RP but you should have stipulated that in your sign up thread.)

They also fought on Megrye and Gryphonne, but they didn't accomplish anything besides death. Also, the Titans at Macragge didn't "turn the tide", it was the ultramarine fleet.
But enough about fluff, ask before pulling out a character so far from the requirements of "guard, PDF, or SM".

Klawz wrote:

Demonslayer82 wrote:

Klawz wrote:Please, no titans. Ask before going on with the smashing of the killing.

OOC (You didnt stipulate that in the sign up thread its fair enough but any vital imperial outpost sends at least one Legio of Titans in when its under threat and come on its Tyranids what your throwing at them at the moment is akin to sticks and stones

Examples of where Titans have turned the tide in face of Tyranids

Macragge
Ichar 4

And I posted my Character too its fair enough dude its your RP but you should have stipulated that in your sign up thread.)

They also fought on Megrye and Gryphonne, but they didn't accomplish anything besides death. Also, the Titans at Macragge didn't "turn the tide", it was the ultramarine fleet.
But enough about fluff, ask before pulling out a character so far from the requirements of "guard, PDF, or SM".

As I said in the recruitment forum your opening post and rules dont stipulate that Titans are not allowed.....But im happy to not be a whole Titan battlegroup I'll be an astartes instead.

Demonslayer82 wrote:

Klawz wrote:

Demonslayer82 wrote:

Klawz wrote:Please, no titans. Ask before going on with the smashing of the killing.

OOC (You didnt stipulate that in the sign up thread its fair enough but any vital imperial outpost sends at least one Legio of Titans in when its under threat and come on its Tyranids what your throwing at them at the moment is akin to sticks and stones

Examples of where Titans have turned the tide in face of Tyranids

Macragge
Ichar 4

And I posted my Character too its fair enough dude its your RP but you should have stipulated that in your sign up thread.)

They also fought on Megrye and Gryphonne, but they didn't accomplish anything besides death. Also, the Titans at Macragge didn't "turn the tide", it was the ultramarine fleet.
But enough about fluff, ask before pulling out a character so far from the requirements of "guard, PDF, or SM".

As I said in the recruitment forum your opening post and rules dont stipulate that Titans are not allowed.....But im happy to not be a whole Titan battlegroup I'll be an astartes instead.

Klawz wrote:

Demonslayer82 wrote:

Klawz wrote:

Demonslayer82 wrote:

Klawz wrote:Please, no titans. Ask before going on with the smashing of the killing.

OOC (You didnt stipulate that in the sign up thread its fair enough but any vital imperial outpost sends at least one Legio of Titans in when its under threat and come on its Tyranids what your throwing at them at the moment is akin to sticks and stones

Examples of where Titans have turned the tide in face of Tyranids

Macragge
Ichar 4

And I posted my Character too its fair enough dude its your RP but you should have stipulated that in your sign up thread.)

They also fought on Megrye and Gryphonne, but they didn't accomplish anything besides death. Also, the Titans at Macragge didn't "turn the tide", it was the ultramarine fleet.
But enough about fluff, ask before pulling out a character so far from the requirements of "guard, PDF, or SM".

As I said in the recruitment forum your opening post and rules dont stipulate that Titans are not allowed.....But im happy to not be a whole Titan battlegroup I'll be an astartes instead.

Dude get the Mods to remove my previous posts I'll start again.And I'll post up a new Character the Marines on Haruke are Red Scorpions right??

VikingScott wrote:"Incoming! Brace for impact!" yelled Afi as the missiles came down from the sky. Bloody titans thought we were all routed and behind them.
A mighty crater was made where the tank was just 15 seconds ago. Afi lit another Lho-stick and continued to head for the crash site of the valkerie and from the incoming missiles.
"Titan watch your fire, you almost killed us" yelled Brick down the vox at the titan crew.

what about this post? It mention the titans

VikingScott wrote:

VikingScott wrote:"Incoming! Brace for impact!" yelled Afi as the missiles came down from the sky. Bloody titans thought we were all routed and behind them.
A mighty crater was made where the tank was just 15 seconds ago. Afi lit another Lho-stick and continued to head for the crash site of the valkerie and from the incoming missiles.
"Titan watch your fire, you almost killed us" yelled Brick down the vox at the titan crew.

what about this post? It mention the titans

Change it to some other large, shooty thing.

"LIKE FETH YOU DO!" Nikev roared alongside his chainsword which he used to grind into the head of a leaping ripper.

"KILL THEM ALL! IN THE EMPERORS NAME DO NOT FAIL HIM FOR HE WOULD NOT FAIL YOU!" Nikev shouted blasting the torso from another gaunt.

"HAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAH!" Shouted Narko as he rushed into a gaunt bayonet first. As he rushed The Xenos sliced at him in an upward motion, failing as the scout Narko used his quick speed to sidestep and thrust his bayonet into a soft spot near the Xeno's head.
Rearing back from the critical strike that unfortunately did not kill it, the Xenos ripped the gun right out of Narko's hands. "Feth you to I don't need that!" Narko shouted as he pulled out his las-pistol and 10' survival knife.

"Damn you to you filth!" Nikev shouted after recovering from being knocked down by a rushing gaunt that was shot dead, its momentum carrying it to crash with Nikev.
Looking down the line Nikev saw Saneal running with a man Nikev easily knew was not Nucian born.

Approaching Nikev with this strange man Saneal immediately reported "Sir, this man here needs a word with you! Also, This man has brought a armed vehicle and Sergent Karish has boarded it and is slowly pushing the right flank closer to victory!" Having said that Saneal bolted off with the same energy he had arrived with knowing his squad damn well needed him if they were to advance.

"The Emperor Protects" Nikev said whilst performing the Aquila after seeing this stranger take down a trio of gaunts in quick secession.
"Well, Obviously you don't need us." Nikev lept from cover blasting a gaunt at rushing from cover. "So why in the Damned warp would you come out here?"

Klawz wrote:

VikingScott wrote:

VikingScott wrote:"Incoming! Brace for impact!" yelled Afi as the missiles came down from the sky. Bloody titans thought we were all routed and behind them.
A mighty crater was made where the tank was just 15 seconds ago. Afi lit another Lho-stick and continued to head for the crash site of the valkerie and from the incoming missiles.
"Titan watch your fire, you almost killed us" yelled Brick down the vox at the titan crew.

what about this post? It mention the titans

Change it to some other large, shooty thing.

[{OOC} They could be Maurader Bombers sent to give the front line support but were attacked by Gargoyles and had to drop their payload early before being torn to shreds by the Xenos.....Just a suggestion.]

a rhino crunching over the earth, its tracks crushing the gaunts that arn't smart enough to get out of the way, their armour cracking and splitting open, turning to a trail of mush behind the tracks.
a land speeder flying over head, its engines strangely silent.
far ahead of both weapons of war, a scout bike was infront, its tire's bouncing over the war torn terrain.

"vera, you sure about this? it feels.. strange" the bikers voice flaring over the vox"

vera chuckled to himself "have i ever let you down brother leroy?"

kais' voice calls over the radio "cut the chatter, we are almost to the comissar, we need to protect him, remember?"

the small convoy makes its way through the land, heading towards where the comissar was last located.

[{OOC} Okay so Shas o Vera....I have to ask...are you talking about my character cause you keep mentioning a commissar? Or do you have a character your going to bring into existence?
Dastardly Dave....yea I'm sorry man but I summoned a biggon and I'll kill it I just don'g want to make 2 story posts this close together. O yea....and seeing how your inquisition you'll of course control my Guard but I just have to ask don't kill'em all off too quickly please

(( OOC: actually, i was going to ask you, yes, im talking about your character, which by your last posts are stuck right? well, feel free to call my scouts to help.
they arn't exactly normal marine scouts, they erm,. follow a different comand structure, basicaly they can chose to take orders, some times they wont, but they will seek out your character because your charater was looking for my team judging by your first post, and i mentioned that vera is meant to stand by nikev ))

Brother Chaplain Salen
Male
SM
Chaplain

In the far east borderlands of Naruke East holding with a small combat squad of Red Scorpions.

Muttering Litanies of Hate, Salen removed his bolt pistol from the back of a Tyranid gaunt.

Drawing Back to a defensive stance Salen comms over to the brother sergeant of the combat squad he was deployed with just to hear the DEATH TO THE XENOS SCUM! With the external speakers of his helmet as well as the vital signs of the marines he is responsible for he mutters yet another pray and litany for both squad and to the xenos.

"Now the Tyranids run and flee, yet HERE WE STAND BROTHERS and they shall not break through this line!" As he turns to the sound of crashing trees he unhooks his Holy crozius arcanum and activates the power field that surrounds the holy weapon to see some form of a gigantic Tyranid which looked like some form of a Carnifex but had sacks on its underside and there were hundreds of gaunts being born from those sacks.

"For the Emperor" and charged bolt pistol racking gaunt kills with every shell. "This shall be a good day of service," he thought as the went head to head with this abomination of a xenos.

As he was about to be hit by this charging beast he took a giant leap and using his Crozius he split a perfect cut from the top of the head of the creature to the top of its back with a clean arc, using that as a grip he pushed his crozius down into the beast and secured himself a point to hold on to while on the back of this beast. He holstered his bolt pistol withdrew a pair of krak grenades and shoved them into the split he created primed the grenades and removed his crozius and jumped of the beast and turned around in a roar and screamed litanies of hate at the beast just in time to see the upper half of the beast erupt into blue and purple slime.

Smiling under his skull helmet he removed his bolt pistol again and step about rounding up the worthless gaunts that had run off from the explosion of their xenos mother.

shas'o vera wrote:(( OOC: actually, i was going to ask you, yes, im talking about your character, which by your last posts are stuck right? well, feel free to call my scouts to help.
they arn't exactly normal marine scouts, they erm,. follow a different comand structure, basicaly they can chose to take orders, some times they wont, but they will seek out your character because your charater was looking for my team judging by your first post, and i mentioned that vera is meant to stand by nikev ))

[{OOC}Okay that cool, well if your coming to meet my character.....I'll leave the biggon to your marines, I can't post something serious right now cause I'm not home but when I do....if you or Dastardly Dave don't post by the time I do I'll bring your characters into the fight.
Truth be told I wasn't really meaning a specific person to contact....It was supposed to be a meeting inturrupted by the nids.....but I'm glad to meet up with some marine scouts ]

( OOC: yep, but the last two have yet to appear, and you have a rhino a biker and a landspeeder helping you, each of which are custom )

Commissar NIkev wrote:[{OOC}Dastardly Dave....yea I'm sorry man but I summoned a biggon and I'll kill it I just don'g want to make 2 story posts this close together. O yea....and seeing how your inquisition you'll of course control my Guard but I just have to ask don't kill'em all off too quickly please

{OOC: My character isn't technically an Inquisitor yet, he's only a Novitiate of an Inquisitor stationed on another planet. He does however have an Inquisitorial symbol, which he can use.}

"Well, Obviously you don't need us." Nikev leapt from cover blasting at a gaunt rushing from cover. "So why in the Damned warp would you come out here?"

"Novitiate Jansen Ragnar, representing the Emperors Inquisition" replied Jansen, "I am on a Mission for the Mechanium, they sent me here"

The two men ran for a fresh patch of cover, and Jansen chucked his spare shotgun to Nikev. "This may be slightly more useful Commisar"

"Thank you" replied Nikev, as he holstered his Bolt-Pistol and started blasting the shotgun towards the Tyranids. "why are you even on planet? Surely if you were here on Inquisitorial business you wouldn't be running errands for the Mecanicum."

"To tell the truth, Commissar, I've only been caught up in the fighting. I was en-route to another planet on actual Inquisitorial business, when the Freighter I was travelling in stopped for supplies here, and was destroyed with the Mecanicum base on the moon. I was trying to find out why the captain hadn't contacted me when I was discovered inside the Mecanicum outpost here, and they blackmailed me into getting something for them, from the ruins which are behind us. I can tell you more when its a little calmer."

A lone Guardsman sprinted towards their cover, clearly in terror. Looking towards from where he came from, Jansen could see the rest of his small squad engaging the Tyranid swarm creatures in a bloody melee combat. Most of it was human blood.

"Stand your ground Sanlar!" shouted the Commissar as the man passed their barricade. "Trust in the Emperor!"

The man faltered, and Jansen winced as he waited for the bang and the splatter which meant that summary execution had been carried out.

It didn't come. Instead, Nikev leapt over the barricade with a cry of "To me!" and charged towards the slaugter which was being enacted by the Tyranids, chainsword spitting death, followed almost immediately by the Guardsman.

Impressed, Jansen put away his shotgun, and followed suit, picking off with his las-pistols any tyranids who looked like they were going to get to Nikev before he had reached the battle. Taking out his Longsword, and with a cry of "For the Emperor!" Jansen leapt into the fray as well, parrying a gaunt talon and slicing between its shoulders, severing its head, He span and pierced another gaunt through the eye, while blasting a third with his Pistol. The forth he sliced apart from behind. The rest of the group dealt with the other gaunts, with Nikev tearing apart several Gaunts with his chainsword.

The combat was over in short order, and the squad made a fighting retreat up the slope of the hill towards another Guard squad, who looked in need of reinforcements.

Taking a moment to finish of a Gaunt which looked to still be half alive, Jansen turned to the commisar, "you didn't shoot that man. Why?"

"He didn't do anything wrong, Novitiate, I'd rather lead by Inspiration, not by fear. It tends to work better when there's no-one to reinforce you."

"Calm down, Commisar, as a matter of fact, I think you're right."

"well, that makes two of us" sighed the Commissar, "Its shoot first ask questions later, as far as most Imperial Officers are concerned..."

There had been a lull in the amount of Tyranids attacking the town, and Nikev and Jansen made use of this to walk up to the makeshift command centre at the top of the hill.

"Now we are in relative peace, tell me more about your mission..." said the commissar.

{OOC: I can't write extended dialogue very well, so can we assume that Jansen has told Nikev about the mission? Basically, he is looking for a Mecanicum Artefact, which he believes to be hidden somewhere under the ruins they are currently in. They both agree that there is something suspicious about the Mechanicums motive, but Jansen is adamant that he should still look for it, as it is only ticket off planet. I'll leave the rest up to you.}

Sergeant Zindler was lying on his back. Next to him, was his brother in arms, Ventrius, and nearby, Augustus. Zindler was the only one still breathing. After their chaotic crash landing, Ventrius broke his neck on the impact to the ground. Zindler had misjudged his own landing, and had impaled himself on a nearby jutting metal pipe. He had slid down to its base, and now was staring up at the sky, watching the aerial dog fights between the imperial navy, and the Tyranid fleets. Augustus had survived the landing, only to be killed almost instantly by a direct hit from a bomb dropped by a thunderbolt. Now, however, all was calm. Even the deafening violence of war was fading away, until, the sergeant could hear nothing but the rhythm tic beating of his two hearts. His breathing slowed.

OOC: just adding a bit of desperation to the thread someone come save him before he dies. If know one does, ill make me another character.

It’s up to you dakka!

OOC: Currently, only Master Lyons and Viking Scot are in near Naruke East, so you may have to wait for a while .

The Leman russ trundled over the broken ground. Afi lept from the hatch, medi-pack in hand looking for any survivors. There! A space marine was feebly moving. Afi rushed towards him and removed his helmet. "What can i do?" Afi seid waving the medi-pack. The marine made motions with his hands, Afi did the best he could but the marine took the pack off him after Afi basiclly treated his wounds and expertly finshed the process. Afi lit another Lho-stick and searched the wreckage for other survivors or weapons while he waited for the marine to finish.

"I, Understand then. Alright, well I can only assume that the tyranids must know something. For what would be the reason they would send a force all the way over here whilst the main fighting is across this continent. Well, thats how I see it anyway, and the way I see, they'll send much much more tyranids seeing as how," Nikev glanced back at the carnage and Tyranid bodies that littered the ground "their little force here is dead, I do not know how you see this situation but all I know is that all of us cannot go into that ruin together. Only a small team can go in while the rest must stay out here and guard the entrance for we have all the space out here to let the bodies pile, but in there" Nikev motioned to the entrance to the ruin that lay before them." In there if the bodies pile we will be trapped in there for who knows how long."

Nikev motioned Jansen to the side out of earshot of his men. "To be honest, I would love to help you but I must stay here. This regiment is a group of damned veterans but, to these damned Tyranids the men are just virgins to this enemy. You saw what happened with Private Sanlar. If someone is not here to keep morale and spirits up then this rear-guard action will be all for nothing. I'll send you with a team of 4 men."

Nikev motioned for the men to gather. "LISTEN UP NUCIANS! This man needs our help and seeing as he is on inquisitorial business we are at his expense! I am sending 4 of you with him to help him find what he needs in this ruined place. The rest of us are to remain here and Cover their Arses until they return!"

Looking up and down the line Nikev let himself flicker a quick smile knowing that the Nucians will prove their worth. "These lucky bastards will accompany Jansen into the ruin! Scout Narko, Private Urtok, Private Salmoq, Private Saneal, and Sergent Karish! Grab Your Gear and Saddle Up Your Going In!"

[{OOC} Okay Dastardly I didn't really type words for you cause I consider this as a Extended Dialogue and I don't know really what your character would say. :/ But if you want you could add your words into it and continue if you want.....but If you don't like the path I've chosen definitely make your character speak out.]

"Combat Squad, word of a downed Valkyrie within retrieval range carrying our wounded battle brothers is within our grasp. Burn the Xenos and suffer not the Heretics Brothers! We move to secure our battle brothers from Squad Zindler are down and wounded. It is our mission now to see to it that all that are alive now shall live out this day and this battle."

Salen collected his squad of 5 and moved out at a pace to arrive at the downed Valkyrie within 15 minutes, the squad was taking no precautions that was unnecessary moving at great speed yet still aware of what was going on around them.

++Brother-Sergeant Zindler do you copy++

++This is Company Chaplain Salen with combat squad Apois moving to secure your location for extraction++

+I read you Brother Chaplain, We have wounded and dead among us+

++I copy that Brother-Sergeant hold out for 7 minutes we will make it to your position and get extraction for you and your men that are at that sight!++

++Emperor Protect Brothers, he will provide you a light in the darkest of times, Steel your faith and you shall see the might of the GOD-Emperor++


As Salen heard Zindler's voice over the comm he knew he did not have 7 minutes, "SQUAD MOVE UP AT ALL SPEED"

OOC: @katavus confilcting story line nearly.
read what has been written before you just so we're clear.

"vera, ya sure about this?" brother leroys voice called over the vox.

"yes leroy, im sure, the commisar is the objective, nothing else matters!" vera's voice shouting over the vox, in the backgroud the sounds of the rhino's engine, and the gentle hum of his armour, a slightly modified version of an orrius suit.

outside the small convoy some ruins appear to be geeting closer, a trail of smoke running behind the rhino, the land speeder far ahead, trying to beat the bike to the checkpoint.

"oh come on, this mission is stupid and you know it, a whole scout team sent to look after a commisar?" leroy said with a tone of discust.

"brother leroy, you dare question the judgement of kronos?" said kais, his voice cold and dark, as if the anger of a thousand souls was released at that moment.

"n.....no...... i am sorry kais......" leroy's spirit broken, his voice sounding sincere, his bike slowing down, as if trying to hide next to vera's rhino.

as the convoy continues on its path, a thunderhawk gunship flys over head, its belly holding on to a vindicator and a razorback.

vera looks through the top hatch, seeing the thunderhawk and its cargo, he chuckles to himself.
"ah, about time they showed up"

the thunderhawk joins the convoy, following them to the ruins, the pilot not acknowledging them, but staying with them in formation, the convoy has grown, their strength increased, but why would they need this much for one comissar?.

OOC: Sorry guys, I really have no idea what the feth is going on, so I'm going to promptly bugger off. Kill me in whatever manner you deem necessary. Or, since I haven't even posted a story post yet, that might not even be required.

(OOC: HERETIC!! *grabs a flashlight* you shall die foul servent of the archenemy *FREEM!!*, done ^^ ))

The commissar (Nikev) feels a low rumbling under the ground. A Mawloc bursts from the ground, through his squad, throwing them in all directions. It burrows back under the ground.

(OOC: Hi everyone! In case it's not obvious from my post, I'm going to be near Naruke South fighting the invasion down there. It looks like there's a desert there, so, if that's not what it is, let me know and I'll edit this post accordingly.)

Brother Marius whispered his prayers to the Emperor as he and his squad rumbled down the road in their landraider Emperor's Judgement. Flexing and relaxing his hand inside his powerfist, he looked up at the men that comprised his squad.

Brother Orion was busy checking the nozzle and components of his heavy flamer. He'll have plenty of xenos to purge with righeous flame today, Marius thought, the Tyranids WILL know fear today!

Brothers Romulus and Remus were getting their assault cannons ready, inspecting the blessed ammuntion and making sure the targeters were aligned correctly.

Lastly, Brother Septimus was linking up with his cyclone missile launcher. Any of the big bugs they came across would be no match for the volley of fire that would come from this weapon.

Marius nodded to himself. Each of these men had seen hundreds of battles and had come out unscathed. They were the elite of the elite, he trusted them just as much as they trusted him.

Suddenly, the hurricane bolters opened fire. The rhytmic thudding of the shots reverberated inside the passenger cabin.

"Sir, you'll be deploying in 10 seconds," the driver intoned over the internal vox.

Marius addresed his men, "Brothers, it is time. Say your final prayers to the Emperor, may he protect us, and gather your gear. Purge the xenos from this planet!"

With that, Marius and his squad donned their helmets and the bay doors opened to admit them to the dusty planet surface. Marius' HUD adjusted to the brightness, and he charged out of the landraider. Behind him, he heard Romulus and Remus begin to open fire on the horde.

"Orion, with me. Romulus, Remus keep a steady stream of fire going. Septimus, watch for the big ones, you know what to do."

[{OOC} *sigh* you really want me dead don't you Klawz....]

About an hour or so after the team had moved into the ruin the ground began to shack.

Erupting from the Ground right under the truck with their heavy weapons on it flew with incredible force skyward, followed by a massive creature that moved with the speed of a Space marine Speederbike.

Watching the creature rise into the air it moved into the sun, and for a moment Nikev felt as if all was calm and at peace. Then, everything flooded back as the beast Smashed into the ground creating a shockwave that knocked down everyone.

A blood curling scream filled the air as the beast scurried back into the ground.
"Sanlar!" Nikev screamed as he rushed to the sound of the screams.

"SANLAR!" Nikev yelled again as he found and rushed to the Private's side. "MEDIC!" Nikev shouted as loud as his voice would allow. Caring not that his voice was squealing a little as he was straining his voice he Screamed again "KARJEWSKI! GET OVER HERE NOW!"

Tripping over rubble as she rushed to the Commissar and Private, Karjewski dropped immediately beside them and set to work dosing the guardsmen with a sedative drug.

Moments later more guardsmen arrived on the scene, terrified, afraid to see what had happened to their dear friend and comrade.

Looking up from holding the bandages in place, the feelings in Nikev were obvious as he saw everyone crowding around with terror in their faces. "SERGENT ACKOLE! SET THE DAMNED DEFENSES BACK UP!"

Horrified, Sergent Ackole snapped back into realization and noticed that with all of them standing there they could be attacked and slaughtered with ease.

"You heard the commissar! MOVE YOUR ARSES!"
The Nucians seemed to be zoned out until the sergent started pushing and hitting.

Being silenced from the drugs the Private layed there bandaged up looking almost like he wasn't even here. Leg torn off from the mid-thigh.

"Will he make it?" Nikev looked toward Karjewski.
"He should, the leg was messy, it wasn't a clean cut, but it missed the main artery and I stopped the bleeding so he should make it. Although," She looked away obviously knowing something dark. "What is it Kar?" Nikev watched her. "He won't make it for long. I patched him up the best I could but, he won't make it for much longer without better equipment and supplies."

Nikev stopped, Bursting from where he was sitting he Tackled Karjewski and they skidded a few feet. A millisecond later the Beast erupted from where Karjewski and Nikev were a moment earlier. Slamming into the ground, the creature reared back and let out a earsplitting roar.

"Run!" Nikev shouted to Kar as he pushed her up and away from the lumbering beast.

Ripping out his Chainsword from its holster Nikev Roared with the Fury of the Emperor for his Injured friend! Roaring alongside his chainsword holding it two handed Nikev prepared for a fight he knew without the Emperor's Grace he would not make it out alive.

"FIGHT ME FOUL XENO!" Nikev bellowed as the Beast began to lurch forward.

ghosty wrote:Sergeant Zindler was lying on his back. Next to him, was his brother in arms, Ventrius, and nearby, Augustus. Zindler was the only one still breathing. After their chaotic crash landing, Ventrius broke his neck on the impact to the ground. Zindler had misjudged his own landing, and had impaled himself on a nearby jutting metal pipe. He had slid down to its base, and now was staring up at the sky, watching the aerial dog fights between the imperial navy, and the Tyranid fleets. Augustus had survived the landing, only to be killed almost instantly by a direct hit from a bomb dropped by a thunderbolt. Now, however, all was calm. Even the deafening violence of war was fading away, until, the sergeant could hear nothing but the rhythm tic beating of his two hearts. His breathing slowed.

OOC: just adding a bit of desperation to the thread someone come save him before he dies. If know one does, ill make me another character.

It’s up to you dakka!

OOC: Vikingscott, is it not correct that this squad has been shot down? is it not space marines, if it is not, then i can edit my story so that it works i guess i was confused as to what had happened with this character that is all. Can edit if need be.

OOC: Im on scene and have patched up zindler just keep yor post the same but add at the start of your next one or something a rushing figure tending to Zindlers wounds. (Afi Drazznik). He'll survive but if your guys have got medical equipment he'll still need it. I haven't healed him just prolonged his life a bit. And now my charcater is searching the wreakage. Yes he is a SM and they haved crashed thats why he isnt completly healed as a lowly guardsmen wont know about sm phsisology

( OOC: and Neikev, feel free to add my guys to come in running to the rescue )

[{OOC} I was actually not bringing them in cause I thought you wanted to but I guess bring them in next time I story post. I still have to think how and when I'll bring them in if I wind up bringing them in.]

(OOC: alrighty, and i hope you find some kind of epic way for them to appear..... epicly ^ ))

As Salen came into the clearing of the crashed Valkryie he noticed the figure of a smaller Human rummaging through the crash, He proceeded and then ordered Brother Damasicus who was caring the medi-packs to get over the the marines and help as best he could.

"Soldier, I am Brother-Chaplain Salen of the Salamanders Chapter, Responding to the distress signal sent out from my Brother-Sergeant at this location."

Brother Damasicus what is the situation here?

++Two Casualties, Brother Augustus and Brother Ventrius, We can save Brother-Sergeant Zindler if we get him extraction, otherwise he has approximately 45 minutes till his primary heart fails, after that 1 hour max until death.++

+Thank you Damasicus do what you can for him now++

The man presented himself as Afi of the imperial Guard Leman russ squad. He presented himself well and stood as a proud figure when conversing with Salen.

++External Speakers++ Salen then spoke that they needed to move from this position and that his combat squad would provide cover for the Leman russ's flanks and that they needed to get the Red Scorpion to an extraction point then to push back this Xenos filth.

The Imperial Guardsmen saluted and proceeded back in the the tank, Brothers Damasicus and Xilith would carry Brother-Sergeant Zindler and the rest of the squad would cover both sides of the tank to get to the extraction point 1.3 kilometers west from their position.

As the group moved out Salen voxed prayers of protection and speed for the squad as well as prayers for the fallen brothers for now they fought at the side of the emperor for all eternity.

Emperor Protects Brothers, do not falter

Afi lept to the hatch and with the Red Scorpians covering his flanks started moving towards extraction. He reached for his pack of Lho-sticks, but they wern't there, he cursed himself for smoking the last one. The Leman Russ trundled out of the crash site and towards the extraction piont the marines mentioned.

shas'o vera wrote:(OOC: alrighty, and i hope you find some kind of epic way for them to appear..... epicly ^ ))

Belive me bud....I'll make it as epic as I possibly can. XD
Although It will be a few hours till I can post...considering I'm in class now and don't have the time span to type/reword/ (the whole writing process) at the moment.

OOC: Unfortunately, too much to read all the last posts. I've added my character to the sign up thread, and this' my first post (obv). As far as I can tell, we don't need permission... but DW, my charry ain't stupid. Exiled BA. Deal wiv it. Right, here we goes!


BIC: 30 clicks out from the capital, Arkus estimated. He paused. Something was wrong. His superhuman implants, despite the increased awareness they granted him, couldn't detect anything. But he knew something was here. He drew his Chainsword, hammered down on the trigger and spun around, casting his chainsword around in a wide ark. The beast roared it's alien displeasure. The Lictor stood solidly, squaring him up. Arkus muttered his annoyance to the Emperor, seeing that his weapon had only charred the beast's front bones. He lifted his bolter and fired off two shots as the creature charged, and rolled underneath it as it leaped. It span, before he could get up, and flesh hooks leaped from it's chest, but bounced harmlessly off his armour. It jumped again, right on top of him, pinning him. He blocked it's right claw with his arm, then slashed at it with his chainsword, cutting the claw off. It realed back in anger, and he took full advantage of this. Suddenly, he fealt painful memories calling to him; the black rage. He tried, everso hard. And through an act of extreme willpower, banished the thoughts, saving himself. His foe's talon arced down, ripping his helmet off. It then came down, it's feeder tendrils heading straight for his exposed face. He gritted his teeth, prayed to the Emperor and raised his Bolter into it's face, firing off a single, mass re-active bolt. It went straight into the thing's face, and then preceded to explode. The corpse fell onto the marine, and Arkus pushed it off. He wiped the ichor, which burnt his flesh, off of his face with his armoured gauntlet. His armour seared for a second more, then the sound stopped. He reclaimed his helmet, scarred as it was. It had a huge scar across it, and he thanked the Emperor for his sacred armour. "Purge the Xenos" he recited. He clicked his helmet onto his belt, deeming it more of a liability to his vision if he wore it now. "Three Lictor's down... can't be much more out there" He grimly stated. He headed off back in the direction of Naruke Capital, and as he did, he picked up the claw he had severred, adding it to the other two trophies he'd picked up today. This'll help me get some more work he thought.

Commissar NIkev wrote:[{OOC} *sigh* you really want me dead don't you Klawz....

You deserve a challenge.

Plot twist coming on Page 5!

Klawz wrote:

Commissar NIkev wrote:[{OOC} *sigh* you really want me dead don't you Klawz....

You deserve a challenge.

Plot twist coming on Page 5!

(OOC: oh joy, let me get my awesome gun of awesomeness )

OOC Brillant i wonder whos getting randomly scwered with next

OOC: im sreiously tempted to do some pelvic thrusting just so my guys get screwed

OOC: There isn't much interaction between characters in this RP... think we need to work on that... maybe the entire planet gets screwed and our individual heroes all band together in some futile-ish last stand? This all seems to be less about RPin' and more about just killing this planet.

OOC: Well as you know VikingScott we will be the extract them off the giant pole.

Darkvoidof40k wrote:OOC: There isn't much interation between characters in this RP... think we need to work on that... maybe the entire planet gets screwed and our individual heroes all band together in some futile-ish last stand? This all seems to be less about RPin' and more about just killing this planet.

(OOC: i agreee completely, as long as i cna pelvic thrust my way to this )

OOC: You can pelvic thrust as much as I can execute you for blaspheming this sillyness to the Emperor! :ddd

Yeah, see you peeps tomorrow on this, and don't forget to check out my rp (advertising :O) no, but seriously, thanks for the support, Shas, and it goes to show that not all wargamers lack common sense :p

[{OOC] Well Darkvoicd you may get your futilish last stand when we get to page 5.
*sigh* (yes another sigh) all these space marines Klawz...and you give the humie the big threat.... jk jk...I don't mind ^.^]

Rolling to the ground Nikev thought to himself how lucky he was to dodge such a quick lunge.
Rearing back to strike again the beast looked evermore determined to kill Nikev this time.

Suddenly just as the beast was about to Lunge forward, Las-fire and Bolter fire Erupted from the ruins around them.

As the beast reared back from this sudden new threat Nikev took this time to Charge forward. Seeing an opening in its Defense Nikev Lunged with his Chainsword roaring.

Phased but not unaware the Beast snapped back into focus and slashed at Nikev with one of its massive Claws.

Performing a two handed block the Claw smashed into the Chainsword flinging Nikev back. Nikev skidded a good 30 metres before he finally smashed against a ruin.

Ignoring all other opposition the Beast Lunged toward Nikev Stopping only a few meters away from him.

Nikev could smell the disgust and rot that the beast breathed. Unable to move from his breath being knocked out of him. Nikev could only sit and watch his doom loom ever closer to him.

From nowhere over the Crack and Fiss of the las-guns and bolter a Mighty Roar Filled the air. Nikev recognised this as the Roar of a Space Marine SpeederBike.

"STRIKE NOW BROTHERS!" was one of the few things Nikev heard as his closing eyelids witnessed a SpeederBike ram the side of the beast tearing it from its current course.

The last thing he heard was Karjewski's voice calling his name as he slowly slipped from consciousness.

[{OOC} Just wanted to clarify I'm not dead......I'm simply...Unconscious. BTW There you go Shas....you have now been "introduced" to my character.....to a degree.]

vera smiles, hearing leroys cry of excitement as the scouts bike smashes into the side of the beast, his right hands lightning claw sparking with an ancient power, he digs it into the caprace of the beast, shredding through its armour, he crys out.

"LLLLLEEERRRRROOOYYYYYYY...... JJJEEENNNNNKKKKIIIINNNNSSSSSS!!!"

from the safety of his rhino vera facepalms, hearing that fool's warcry, the rhino suddenly stops, the back hatch opening to reveal the speederbike trying to drive itself loose of the beast, vera unholsters his lascannon, raising it up with his right hand, he aims for the beasts soft underbelly, but his aim gets unfocused, the groud shaking as several loud ear spliting explsions engulf the creature in smoke, the bike's engine still roaring, vera curses.
"by the knowledge of Kronos, what the hell are you doing kais?"

kais' voice calm over the vox caster, a landspeeder flys over head.
"i thought you wanted to protect our brothers"

vera calls back "yes, but i want the killing blow"

he looks through his sights once more, the smoke slowly disapating to reveal the beast slumped over, its armour shattered and shredded, purple slime oozing out, a speederbike still on top of it, leroy with the creatures head gripped in his steering hand, a look of glory on his face, he raises up the creatures head, bathing himself in the glory of his first kill.

"behold, leroy, the beast killer!" leroy shouts using his own voice, the humans staring in disbelief at the sudden appearance of these three scouts, with strange quiptment, killing this creature when themselves couldn't do anything.

(OOC: that, is what i call an epic entrance)

((OOC: Um... not to be annoying, but who is everyone exactly? o.o need to know 'cause I don't want to be a'callin' termies IG :p))

(OOC: well, i have 5 scouts known as: vera, leroy, kais, and two others that i havn't decided the name of yet

Shaso, not knocking ya, but how the fek could a scout hold a frikking mawloc head? its mahussive! and why with all the leery jenkins obsessions? it jsut feels weird. and ver. un space amriney. But meh, your chars, have fun with them

Zindler was on the back of a large tank. He couldn’t make out what was happening, except there was a large rumbling noise of the tanks engines exerting their force over the rugged landscape, but he pushed his worries to the back of his mind, and focused on the skull mask above him. Zindler attempted to make the mark of the aquilla with his hands, only to find he couldn’t move his limbs. He knew he was probably out of the conflict, and he knew he may never walk again...

OOC: would it be ok if my hero gets dreadnaughted up? I’ve always wanted to play a dreadnaught in an rp I wanna be able to fight with big nasty things

(OOC: I am rp ing Afi Drazznik an IG vetern tank commander. He is not from this planet and has an issue with lho-sticks which stems from the loss of his crew in a previous war. I'll leave everyoune else to tell about thier caracters.) (And Ghosty you'll have to wait for Klawz to abrove that but i'm for it . )

mmmkayz. Arkus is now in the city to help pwnzzz the 'nidz.
BTW, here's my sign up for those who don't know:

Darkvoidof40k wrote:name: Brother Arkus Pallemon
gender: Male (tempting as it was to put female!)
Guard, PDF, of SM: Space Marine
rank: None.
bio: Exiled from the Blood Angels chapter due to a single, cataclismic decision that ruined him. He was a good warrior, but on the doomed world of Erkus IV, he chose to detonate missile silos on the planets surface, destroying a large Ork force, including the Waaagh!'s Warboss. However, he also caused the death of 30 of his battle brothers, an unforgivable crime. He goes where he wilt and does what he wilt, and still fights in the name of the Emperor if he can. Otherwise, he's guns for hire in the Imperium, working for whoever can get him wargear, information, transportation or whatever he requires. Now, free from the rules and regulations of his chapter, he has begun to explore more of his humanity, and is not exactly your 'average' space marine.

Wargear: Armed with Boltgun, Bolt Pistol, Power Armour, Frag and Krak 'nades and a chainsword.

Clickers: http://www.dakkadakka.com/dakkaforum/posts/list/285958.page

BIC:
Arkus volted a crumbling wall, raising his Bolter and snapping off three shots. Two Hormagaunts dead, the last one leaped. His chainsword spoke, and with that the creature's decapitated body fell to the floor. As he ran for cover, he slammed another sickle magazine into his gun, and peared around the corner. He saw a marine, his legs mangled, the body lying limp. Creatures approached it, which told Arkus that his brother yet lived. Letting out a ferocious battle-cry, he leapt up from cover, blasting his Tyranid foes away. He ran forward into the Termagants, slicing through one with his chain weapon, and slamming his elbow into the head of another. The creatures began to retreat, if you could call it that, and, knowing they'd return soon in greater numbers, Arkus strapped his weapons to his belt. With one arm he lifted the wounded marine under the arm, and with the other he kept his Bolt Pistol at the ready. Dragging the other marine back to cover, he hurriedly questioned his brother. "Where is the fallback point? Damn it, now brother!" "Two... two clicks east... Brother, give... give me deliverance. I will only slow you down..." "As you wish. May the Emperor guide you from here on."
Arkus lifted his pistol, and after removing the marines' helmet, let off one shot. He let the body fall, then preceded in the direction the martyred marine had given him. Looking up, more of the Tyranids were gathering together, under the command of some sort of leader beast. Arkus was no fool, and knew when to fight on and when to fall back. This was the time for the latter. Dropping a few Frags, he turned and ran like hell.

(an hour and a bit later)
+++Naruke East last encampment+++

"State your intentions!" called a sentry, from up high in a ruin, the shiny barrel of an Autocannon poking out from a shattered window. "I am Brother Pallemon; Space Marine! Let me pass, Guardsman. I have news of the survivors and I need ammunition." "Alright, go on."
"May the Emperor protect you, Guard." "And you."
Pallemon continued in, and gazed upon the shattered fortifications and weary troops; atleast, those who were still alive. He could see more dead than living. He saw a Marine on the back of a trailer, and was angered that he was not yet being treated. He walked over to the Marine (Zindler, if it's K). "Someone get an Apothecary over here!"

Afi ordered the tank to pull up into the motor pool at the encampment. They had made it without incident. A marine of the blood angels chapter was walking towards them "Someone get an apothecary over here!" he yelled. Afi jumped out of the tank and saluted to the marine.
"I didn't know the Blood Angels were on Naruke helping us sir" The marine just shook his head at this.
"Brick!, your in charge till I get back. I'm after some Lho-sticks," Afi yelled to Brick, his driver, His then dissappeared into the camp. The marines that acommpianied the tank waited for thier brother to get medical attention.

++Hello brother++ Salen said as he noticed a Brother Marine he did not recognize, he was standing over Zindler who was being prepped to be brought back to an Astartes Facility aboard the cruiser.

++My Name is Brother Chaplain Salen, Chaplain to the Red Scorpions chapter, and this marine has been wounded beyond any medical help available at this encampment.++

++My name is Arkus.++

You are with the Blood Angels Chapter? I was not aware of any engagements they were involved in around this Sector. In any event i am more than welcoming to see another Astartes brother, our forces are spread thin as it is.

Salen voxed to the squad sergeant to get Zindler to a medical station to wait extraction, there were xenos to be purged. He noticed that Arkus had left with Zindler, he wondered why he was so set on making sure of the brothers condition, it mattered little, Zindler was strong willed marine and Salen knew his soul would never be tainted.

Squad we move out in 35, re-equip for all forms of engagement. Get us some heavy support Salen spoke to his men. He was set on finding that tank commander he would have liked to thank he before he had taken off. Salen took off towards the armory to restock on his ammunition as he went about it, he also prayed for his brothers souls that would not make it through the up coming weeks of battle that there was bound to be.

Arkus looked at the tiny tank commander. "At ease, Soldier. We're all Brother's in the field."
Then, addressing both the Chaplain and the Tank Commander, he simply stated, "as for my chapter, they are not opperating in this sector. However, Chaplain, should you need an extra Marine, I am at your desposal."

The two Spehss Mahreens (SRM 40k) left the Tank commander, to discuss matters of their own. "As the last to return to this encampment, I must inform you: there are no others. During my travel through the ruins of this city to here, I have seen atleast two dozen of your chapter laid low. I gave the Emperor's peace to one myself, and that same Marine directed me here. May I thank him at the time of ending, when we will return. Until then, we must prepare. The Xenos are massing, we must hold out until we can evacuate." Arkus was not one to care much for ranking nowadays, and said what he deemed fit. Other's could either take his advice or leave it, it mattered little. "Do you have Thunderhawks? Rhino transports? This base will fall, Chaplain. I will be at the Walls, however, and I will fight as long as it takes for ther rest of you to get the hell out of this forsaken city. Do as you whilt, Brother, but that is all I have to put forward. Prepare as you will, I have other matters to attend to." He turned and walked a few steps, but looked back at the Chaplain. "May the Emperor guide and Protect you, Salen. Do your Chapter proud." With that, he continued on his way, and sought out the Tank Commander he had met, and he duly did. "You." he pointed at the Soldier. "Emperor providing my tactics are sound, we will be evacuating. Get the strongest tank you have, it will make a good spearhead for the evacuating vehicles, as I expect we shall be surrounded. However, I have little intent on dying this day, and any Guardsmen you can spare to help me hold the gate for the others to escape will be appreciated, and see them die heroes deaths."

OOC: To sum Arkus up in a word, it'd have to be arrogance. Sorry if I'm kinda being annoying, telling y'all what to do. But I figure we kinda need some decent strategy of pwnage to get us to page 5. So :d

Afi lit a lho-stick out of his recentley "aquired" packet.
Arkus said to get the strongest tank he could and as a veteran tank commander, probalby the highest ranked nco on the planet now, he felt he was entilted to it. He hoped he could pull rank on some guardsman or pdf and make them beleive that he should be taking the tank rather than going for out and out theft.
He arived at the motor pool, he went to his Leman Russ and stood on top of it scanning the motor pool. He smiled "that'll do" he chuckled to himself.
"Brick come with me" he said smiling "we've been re-asigned"....

Afi and Brick aproached the Hellhammer, both with huge grins upon thier faces. He rapt his knuckles on the top hatch. No one answered "Well I guess we can take it then," he said "Brick,you get in and make yourself comfortable, I'm going to get a crew for this badboy.

OOC: Lol, here's a twist. They find a tank commander asleep in the tank. Also, superheavy? Someone's pulling strings, that or this planet is really important, not that I see why it is. I mean, why is it? SRS! Is there a secret stash of cookies or summit? I mean, it'd have to be atleast something as Nominous as that for the Inqui. to put an SM company, Emperor knows how many squishies (guard) and a Hellhammer on this fraghole. (40k swears just aren't the same :/ - but I think I get my point across).
More Clickers: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=7x-1cjzwij8
BIC: LETS GET DIS ONNNNNNN!

+++later+++
Arkus grinned at the thought. He couldn't pull rank on that Tank Commander, as he had none. But he was a Space Marine which gave him precedence for one reason or another.

He glanced around, disturbed by the noise of approaching footsteps. A Guardsman with a Powersword and Bolt pistol, shadowed by four figures, each with various Flamer weapons, although one had a standard approached him. "Lieutenant Gardinas of the 2nd platoon, planetary PDF. Space Marine, I have heard what you want - I and my men shall fight beside you to cover the other's escape. But how will we escape?" He queried. "If we cannot requisition transport for ourselves, then prepare to martyr yourself, Lieutenant. But do you honestly think any of us will survive? Maybe a few; including myself - Emperor willing. I believe we can get a single Rhino transport, but that is it. Spread your men out, with your Platoon flamers between your 5 infantry squads. You and I shall be at the front defences - the Main gate. We shall rally the troops there when we are overrun, and fall back. Prepare remote-detonation mines just inside the main gate, and set up as many obstacles as you can - spread out barbed wire, sharp stones; anything you can find. And do it quickly. I shall be the first to the defences, Lieutenant, and the last to leave. Now move out!" He barked. He then stalked off. He wasn't accustom to giving out order's, he was a 'lone hunter'.

The first thing he noticed was that Afi was not at his Leman Russ. Gazing past it, he saw several Chimera's, three Rhino APC's, a Predator Destructor and a Hellha--- now he knew where he'd be. He clambered onto the vehicle, and practically tore the top hatch open. "Afi! Thought I'd find you here. Assemble into position, your Leman Russ shall be at the front of the breakout - followed by Chimera's, then this beast. The 'Nid's'll probably be chasing the first vehicles, giving you a good shot at them with their backs turned. Techmarine Gavus will accompany you, I know I saw him earlier. I will inform him."

~walks off and tells Gavus to go sit on Afi~~

Oh, yes. Strings are being pulled very much.

Yellow is the artifact (not the big patch of yellow, the little thing), blue are the main imperial forces.

Afi looked at his "requisitioned" clipboard. Tiking off crew members when he'd found them. He had himself, A driver Brick, and a main gunner. If he could get a mechanic it would be spectactular. He alos had a few hangers on who would end up using the demolisher cannon or the pintle array.
He walked back to the tank. A techmarine was stood waiting. He introduced himself then clambered into the tank top assist. Afi couldn't hide a smile. The xenos will have a hard fight now.

Artifact? ARTIFACT? I SHALL PLUNDER!!!!!!

BIC: Deyza be comin'.

+++more later+++

"'Nid's at 4 o'clock!" Yelled Arkus. "Get into position! Hold the line! For the Emperor!"

He raised his Boltgun, and fired. And fired. And fired. He watched as more and more of the bugs fell to his blessed weaponry, even the Lasgun's were bringing down some of them. Then they stopped. "They're testing our defences, stand ready!" ordered Arkus. "Evacuate! Go!" he called.

Not long after, they came again. Hundreds of them as far as the eye could see. A superhuman eye that is. They came, a shrieking alien swarm of chitin and bone. Aerial creatures swooped down, their weapons firing small organisms that burrowed into the Guardsmen. He thrust his sword up, carving straight through one of the Gargoyles. Deathspitters fired, but the defences provided better cover than their armour ever could. Still guardsmen fell - at an alarming rate at that. "Target the larger beasts!" he called, knowing it would disrupt whatever control they had over the smaller creatures, but then he realised that Lasgun's would have even less effect on them. It mattered not, as long as they bought the escaper's time. He clambered backwards as a large Tyranid 'shell' hit him and exploded, knocking him off balance. A hormogaunt took advantage, leaping high and knocking him off the ramparts to the ground. He dropped his weapons and it stabbed at his armour, scraping it. One slash got through one of the weaker points of his armour, and the talon went right through his arm. He raised his other arm, and broke the thing's jaw and kicked out with his legs, sending it flying. The talon snapped in two, leaving half embedded in his arm. He stood up and tore it out, and felt his implants already sealing up the wound. Looking up, he saw the defences already being overrun. He ripped his pistol up and fired, killing a charging gaunt. "Flamer units - go!" Guardsmen with flamer's suddenly broke cover, and burned those that made it over. Arkus grabbed his chainsword, and carved through the head of one, and fired a shot off at another, asploding it's brainz. Rolling sideways, he reclaimed his Bolter, holstering his Boltgun. "Fall back!" he called, and so the Guardsmen did. Or atleast the few that survived. Again, the creatures stopped, and the defenders regrouped behind the second line of defence. Arkus glanced behind him and saw the Tank Commander already mobilising, with the other armoured units. "Get going! Out the rear gate, they'll be ready though!" Then there was a massive clang, and the Marine turned back around. A dent appeared in the gate. Then another. And another. Then the massive doors burst backward, sent flying by a giant monstrosity: A carnifex! "Lascannon's! Missiles! Fire on the large beast!" he called. Accurate anti-big'nid weaponry manned by IG veterans blew giant holes in the 'fex, and it fell to the ground. Three dozen 'Gaunts swarmed over it's corpse, charging. The flamer's fired, triggers bressed down tightly. Gardinas was next to him, firing off shots with his pistol. Arkus saw a creature leap from behind the Leautenant: another Lictor. "Down Leautenant!" He called, before firing a shot into the things face, but missed! Gardinas hit the floor, and the Lictor's talon's sweeped left and right - taking out the flamer unit's. The beast looked at him, malign intelligence in it's eyes. Then something akin to shock took shape on it's beastial face, as a crackling sword went straight through it. Gardinus thrusted up as far as he could, and the beast dropped dead, and the Platoon Commander had to roll to avoid being crushed by it. "Our defences are gone, Space Marine!" He cried. "Fall back! FALL BACK!" And so they did. But then there was a rumbling, and the ground beneath their feet erupted upwards, sending them both flying, atleast a dozen metres. Guardsman died, their bones breaking upon impact. Arkus was lucky, he hit a ruined wall, but was protected by his armour. Gardinus flew past him, screaming in agony as his right arm was shredded by shrapnal at about elbow height. Lifting himself up, Arkus scrambled over to the Leautenant. "Come on, Gardinus, you have Xenos to kill yet!" Grabbing his wounded comrade, Arkus sprinted to the awaited APC, and clambered aboard, taking a last glance at the Mawloc that had sowed so much destruction. Passing Gardinas to another Guardsman, he lifted the detonator, activating the mines. Countless Tyranids were blow metres high into the air, and the Mawloc was clearly wounded. But yet more creatures swarmed out of the crator it had left in it's wake. The Rhino's back door slammed behind Arkus as the vehicle drove off. "Faster, Driver - we need to catch up with the rest of the armoured column!"

OOC: Viking, do us proud! You're gonna have to write everything that happened to your guys in that time, and preferably put some distance between the survivors and this cesspit. Expect heavy casualties - I foresee a long post being necessary for you mai friend. Good luck, methinks. O.o


EDIT: Wuts the Orange thing on the big yella fing??? OOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOooooooooooo.OOOOOOOOOOOOoooooooooooooOOoooOoOoo

Whilst the fire fight was ensuing around them, three tech priests, an enginseer, and over 15 servitors swarmed over Zindler’s body, which had been put in an artificial coma for transportation and examination. A withered, tall tech priest, examined the wounds carefully, before stating

++ Drone, I request a modulating screwdriver++

At this, a servitor stepped forward, and gave the peculiar device to the priest. To watch was like observing a dissection. The team were incredibly careful in the removal of the battered armour, taking extra care for each separate bolt, and taking the time to carefully separate the power armour's generator feed by feed. As they were doing so, a battle raged on around them. They didn’t even seem to notice. It was only when the ground nearby bulged upwards, giving the tell tale signs of an incoming ravener did they react. Or rather, did one of them take its eyes off the space marine long enough to place an anti personnel mine on the ravener’s entry point, before returning to its work. As the tyranid serpent collided with the mine, it obliterated itself, and yet, the adeptus mechanicus didn’t even flinch.

++ Ok, life his chest piece in 3 ++

As the chest was removed, for the first time, they could examine the wound properly. It was not a welcome sight. A hole the diameter of a mans head was open to the air, and the black carapace within had cracked, splintered and then ribboned the marines organs. It was a miracle it hadn’t hit his hearts. The spine was a mutilated wreck, and at points it wasn't even connected to the ribcage, but rather hanging independently from the body. This damage was beyond eve the adepts of the mechanicus.

++ Prepare for teleportation to the Red Scorpions HQ, and fix him as best as we can. I want to see anything we can spare plugged into him, loot some of the drones if you have too. He has to survive transportation ++

The lead priest, whose metal eyes shone in the dying light stared down on the Marine.

++ I wonder, if he is ready to administer the emperors Judgement to the Xenos once again in this war ++

As soon as the gates went the super-heavy roared towards them, demoliser cannon launching hot death at the hoard trying to swarm through the open gateway. The hellhammer cannon belched death at the large gun-beasts leading the tyranids.
Afi was in the cupola screaming orders through the vox to the rest of his small armoured company and spitting hate at the foul xenos. A newly "aquired" chainsword roaring defiance above his head as he held it aloft, a grim smile upon his face.
The company raced forward towards the breach, Hellhammer at the back. Countless gaunts and smaller beast were crushed under the iron tracks. The company spread out at the breach. Hellhammer closing the breach so that none may pass. The company spat death at the enroaching horde, battle cannons speaking in near harmony. the tide was not only being stemmed it was being pushed back. "We got 'em on the run boys" yelled one driver of one tank, he then moved foolisly forward, some of the other tanks following. Once they got out of the perrimiter, The ground shook beneath the tank squad and the tanks attemoted to scatter. A new wave came. A marloc burst out from under the lead tank swollowing a large portion of it. a part of the tide swarmed upon the tank ripping through hatches and cupolas and taking apart the crew inside. The third attempted to retreat but a carnifex loomed above the horde ripping its way through the armour as if it was paper.
Afi shook his head at this needless loss. If only they'ed stuck to his plan. The tide swarmed upon the breach again, but massed firepower of the remanents of the company decimated the back of the horde, a leader beast managed to rip apart a leman russ. Afi Shouted through his vox bead "Ramaining pair of Leman Russ retreat you've done enough, follow the convoy path," the leman russ headed off adding thier firepower together at te horde for the final time. The hellhammer stood alone in the breach. All guns ablaze firing at the horde. "Sir" yelled a crew member "we've run out of ammo for the hull-heavy bolter!"the demolisher started to target the larger creatures exclusively. "Sir" said the same crewman panic clear in his voice "Co-axil autocannon is out too!". "DRIVE INTO THE HORDE, CRUSH THEM ALL" roared Afi chainsword roaring with him. Lucky gaunts climbed upon the tank heading for Afi on the cupola. He roared his defiance and swung his chainsword at the gaunts, they screamed at him in thier agony, fatal wounds on all. "HAVE THAT YOU XENOS SCUM, YOU MAY TAKE THIS EMPLACEMENT BUT YOU WONT TALE THE PLANET WHILE I LIVE" He roared at the foul beasts the chainsword winging in a crimson arc at the remaining gaunts upon the tank. "To the next checkpoint" he yelled down the hatch at the crew. The horde poured into the now empty emlacement. They had bought enough time. Afi Yelled down the cupola "Now techmarine," the techmarine acknoleged his request and the camp blew into fire and shapnel taking apart the tyranid menace within. Only a few beasts remained, leaderless they reverted to instictive behavior and fled away to the nearest leader-beast.

OOC: hows that for a fight?

OOC: Now I want rules to use my character in a game!!! That felt epic writing that!

OOC: Drive me closer! I want to hit them with my sword!
haha, awesome, my next post coming soon.

OOC: btw thats my background on my laptop!! And i had to fit some use of that chainsword

Current post.

Darkvoidof40k wrote:OOC: There isn't much interation between characters in this RP... think we need to work on that... maybe the entire planet gets screwed and our individual heroes all band together in some futile-ish last stand? This all seems to be less about RPin' and more about just killing this planet.

OOC: Hardly, most of us have either met each other or are setting up a meeting. No last stand for me unless I absolutely have to: I'm getting off this planet! (I want to keep this character, he's awesome)

Artifact? ARTIFACT? I SHALL PLUNDER!!!!!!

No, my artifact! Also, I was under the impression it was by Naruke west.

BIC:

Jansen moved warily along the corridor of the ruins, his new squad spreading out behind him, watching for danger.

The silence was oppresive, swallowing up any noise their feet might have been making into the darkness, and the noise of the battle behind them had long since gone. The darkness was so great they had switched to thier Night vision goggles long ago.

Sergeant Karish was directly behind Jansen, his chainsword at the ready. He seemed worried however, and whispered to Jansen, "What exactly are we looking for?"

"I've no idea Sergeant, but it'll have a Mecanicum Symbol on it somewhere... Why they'd stash it in this Emperor forsaken place I've no idea..."

"Why are we looking for it?"

"The Mecanium wants it, and I need a ship off planet, so I need to get it for them."

"Why not a Space Marine?"

"I think you've asked enough questions for now Sergeant, I don't know the answers to most of them myself, all i know is: I need to get off this rock."

"Sorry Sir"

A clang rang out through the dark corridors, forcing aside the veil of silence. The group jumped collectively, the noise suprising them.

"Sir, I just picked up a blip on my Infra-Red, straight ahead." said Private Urtock

"I see it Private, it seems to be getting larger"

"Blip in my scope as well. I've got it in my sights" This was from Scout Narko.

"Squad! Defensive positions! barked Jansen. The squad changed order with flawless precision. Now Scout Narko was at the back, next to Private Urtock. In front of them was the Flamer armed Private Saneal, and Private Salmoq. On the edge of the group, and nearest the Blips, stood Jansen and Sergeant Karish, Swords pointed outwards.

"Shoot that Fether." ordered Jansen. The noise of Narko's Long-Las rang out, and the nearest blip dissapeared.

"Sir, they're getting closer."

"Gak! Genestealers! OPEN FIRE!" shouted Jansen. The corridor filled with noise, and the blips started dissapearing rapidly. Some of them were starting to become more than just blips however, several pairs of arms and legs were clearly visible on the closest ones. The squad was keeping up its firepower however, and none had got through yet.

That was about to change.

The amount of blips peaked, and started coming towards the squad extremely rapidly, the skittering of talons on the metal floor was clearly audible now. The squads firepower wasn't going to be able to hold them off. Karish's Chainsword started to rev in anticipation. The first Genestealer leapt towards them.

"Flamer, NOW!" Shouted Jansen, as he caught the first 'stealer on his sword, turning round and impaling it on the floor. Sergeant Karish lunged sideways, neatly severing the head of a genestealer who was trying to catch Jansen off guard. The fire of Saneal's Flamer claimed countless Genestealers from behind Karish, and the las-weapons of the rest of the squad despatched still more.

I wasn't enough however, and for every Genestealer killed, the squad was forced backwards a pace.

"Sir, theres a door here!" shouted Urtock, as he was pressed against the wall.

"Well, what are you waiting for soldier? Go through damnit!" cried Jansen. The door opened, and the squad backed through, still fireing at the Masses of Genestealers, still being forced back.

"I'll see if I can close the door!" shouted Salmoq, as he dashed towards the controls.

"No! don't break formation-" but it was too late. As Salmoq ran towards the controls, a Genestealer who had just come through the door slashed at him, and he crumpled instantly.

"Hold it together Nucians!" shouted Karish as he and Jansen dispatched the offending Genestealer simultaniously.

The Squad continued to back down the corridor, pouring an unending volume of fire towards the horde, until they passed through a large door. Jansen slammed his hand down on the controls, and it slid shut, crushing several genestealers in the process.

As they recovered from the shock of losing Salmoq, they became aware of a rather musical sound coming from the centre of the room, behind them.

They turned around to look, and saw a large shape, glowing slightly. They removed their Night Vision Goggles, and saw it was an obviously alien artefact, glowing several different colours, it was circular, and looked like it was perfectly smooth.

What they hadn't noticed however, was that there was someone standing in front of it...

Dastardly Dave wrote:

Artifact? ARTIFACT? I SHALL PLUNDER!!!!!!

No, my artifact! Also, I was under the impression it was by Naruke west.

But the West is so Boooring....
Oh, and ummm....
Hint:

As the Techmarine blew the encampment to the warp, Salen looked down as his blood encrusted Crozuis, he looked to his squad, Xilith one of the brothers in his squad had been near the mawloc when it had erupted from the ground, he was being dragged off by two of the other brothers.

The squad heavy weapons specialist who was carrying a heavy flamer had used most of his holy liquid Promethean in the first wave of assault had fallen back before the ramparts had been over run, his squad was taking care of Xilith.

Salen now focused on the fact that there was what he now believed to be a rogue blood raven commanding Imperial guard troops, if he had no taint to his soul then let him be he decided but he had not quite been convinced of his purity. He knew his rashness and arrogance was more likely than not the fact that he had Dorn's blood running through his veins but still he would have to keep an eye out for him.

++BROTHERS PURGE THE XENOS SCUM, MAY THE EMPEROR PROTECT HIS FAITHFUL!++ as he vaulted from cover he noticed a massive tyrant gaurd charging one of the chimeras. In a split second decision he slammed into the side of the xenos before it made contact with its massive claws, he ducked low from the first blow and spun from the second swing as the guard smashed the ground with its front arm cracking the ground where he had just stood.

The beast growled lowly at him and staring at his cold skull mask, he knew what was coming next the death blow to the Chaplain in this simple beasts brain, as he stood back and swung with booth of its right side arms the massive claw and the talon the crozuis came up in a flash the talon was on the ground and Salen rolled to the far right of the beast in a downward arc of the crozuis he brought the eagle headed weapon through the beasts head and he simply growled back to the beast with a smile on his face that no one could see. FOUL XENOS, he spat in hatred.

++Squad move to defensive positions around the tank company, we don't have the time of leisure these beasts won't stop at just that, MOVE OUT!++

OOC: @Katavus He's a Blood Angel, not a Blood Raven.
@ Klawz Lol, just reading the previous post I was thinking, blips. Should be CSM... aw it's stealers xD
@ Viking, my guys didn't *TECHNICALLY* get outta the camp. Let's just assume they did

@Ghosty: I think you'll find the orbiting ship has probably been screwed by the Hive Fleet by nao'z. :(((
Otherwise they'd have blown this frekhole apart (new swear ?). We'z just go and fall back to the capital, get stoof, then run some more 'cause it's gonna be bonbaonbardled with 'nids.
BIC: The Rhino lurched as it dodged a charging Carnifex, crushing gaunts beneath it's tracks. The sounds of the Storm bolter firing ceased, interrupted by the tank commander's death scream, as he was blown apart at the mid-waist. It smashed through the ruins of a building, scoring great gashes in the already overworked front armour. Something lurched onto the rear of the rhino; claws ripping through the back door. "I miss my chapter's rhino's" Arkus commented, before opening the rear door, crushing whater was attacking it. Creatures leaped at their chance, a Hormagaunt lunging straight for him. He raised his arm, and delived a bone shattering left hook to the beast, before it even it the ground. He lobbed a frag, then punched the door controls. He heard the explosion, and knew there were so many out there it would've killed some. He voxed the Techmarine. "Do it, do it now!" he commanded. "But I'm still registering your signal in there!" Gavus objected. "How long do you think we'll survive, it's a fething death trap!" Gavus merely replied, "You are in no position to pull rank, Blood Angel." And with that, the vox crackled and died. "Techmarines... gah." He growled. Arkus spun round, bolter raised as the ride side door was blasted inwards, crushing a guardsman. "Sir th-aaaaargh!" Screamed another as he was torn out of the transport as quick as lightning. Arkus grabbed the injured Leautenant and ran into the drivers compartment, sealing the door behind. "Status!" He yelled. "There's a beast blocking the way!" the driver replied. "Then by the Emperor knock it down!" The Rhino slammed into the Mawloc at top speed, but the beast repulsed it back. It hit the ground, and the front was torn away by a vicious talon - it ripped right through the front window and out the side - with the driver. Arkus leaped out of the reck, thanking the Techmarine's 'Omnissiah' for such a resiliant tank. He ran, Gardinas over his back, his Bolter giving voice to his rage. His weapon had little effect, and the beast roared at him. It's tail swang out low, and he jumped it, throwing a krak grenade as he did. Luckily, it got wedged within the chitinous bone plating, and exploded, sending the Mawloc realing. It's frontal exoskeleton blackened and damaged by the explosion, it reared up, but could see it's prey no-where. "We're out of the perimeter - punch it!" Arkus voxed the Techmarine. The encampment exploded, the shock wave tearing through the Mawloc, and sending Arkus and his injured comrade flying. Arkus groaned as he hit the floor, and Gardinas slammed into the ground with a jolt, bones snapping. Praying to the Emperor, Arkus retrieved the Lieutenant. He voxed Afi, "Afi! Turn that tank around! We're still back here without transportation!"

{OOC} Okay, I've just sorta skimmed all the posts previous to my joining, so, uhh... Where's everyone atm?

Commissar Nikev (was it?) and not-an-Inquisitor Janson and the scouts are at the Relic/Artifact/planet-damning hoo dickey.
Chaplain Solon (I think that was his name..) Afi, Arkus and a whole bunch of less-than characters (sub charries) are at Naruke east, heading to the capital. By that time it'll probs be screwed, so we'z just go for the relic that we hear of or something, find some... Iron Warriors? That's what the hint suggests, so the relic is a weapon? Or a power thing? Or a boom? Meh. Ima shut up and wait for the rest of you to post. FYI, just for fun, maybe we should post what our charries stats would be on the table? Kinda no point, but I will, for the enjoyment of you guys if you can be bothered to read.
WS: 4 BS: 4 S: 4 T: 4 W: 1 I: 4 A: 2 LD: 9 Sv: 3+

OOC: me, you and some of the others are at some regroup point between east and the capital, but closer to the capital. Also I'll write my comeback soon but cant now ok?

OOC: awesome scouts for the win ^^

OOC:

Darkvoidof40k wrote:{OOC} Okay, I've just sorta skimmed all the posts previous to my joining, so, uhh... Where's everyone atm?

Commissar Nikev (was it?) and not-an-Inquisitor Janson and the scouts are at the Relic/Artifact/planet-damning hoo dickey.
Chaplain Solon (I think that was his name..) Afi, Arkus and a whole bunch of less-than characters (sub charries) are at Naruke east, heading to the capital. By that time it'll probs be screwed, so we'z just go for the relic that we hear of or something, find some... Iron Warriors? That's what the hint suggests, so the relic is a weapon? Or a power thing? Or a boom? Meh. Ima shut up and wait for the rest of you to post. FYI, just for fun, maybe we should post what our charries stats would be on the table? Kinda no point, but I will, for the enjoyment of you guys if you can be bothered to read.
WS: 4 BS: 4 S: 4 T: 4 W: 1 I: 4 A: 2 LD: 9 Sv: 3+

I'm at the Relic/artifact, and Nikev and the heretic scouts (yes, you are, don't deny it ) are outside covering the entrance to the compound while i'm inside. the artifact/relic'll have to be at Naruke west, as thats where its been written for the entire RP.

Also, I'm going to write that the relic/artifact is some form of Xenos technology that the ?Iron Warriors? are using to control the tyranids in the sector. It also draws them to it, which is why they are in the sector in the first place.

Dastardly Dave wrote:OOC:

Darkvoidof40k wrote:{OOC} Okay, I've just sorta skimmed all the posts previous to my joining, so, uhh... Where's everyone atm?

Commissar Nikev (was it?) and not-an-Inquisitor Janson and the scouts are at the Relic/Artifact/planet-damning hoo dickey.
Chaplain Solon (I think that was his name..) Afi, Arkus and a whole bunch of less-than characters (sub charries) are at Naruke east, heading to the capital. By that time it'll probs be screwed, so we'z just go for the relic that we hear of or something, find some... Iron Warriors? That's what the hint suggests, so the relic is a weapon? Or a power thing? Or a boom? Meh. Ima shut up and wait for the rest of you to post. FYI, just for fun, maybe we should post what our charries stats would be on the table? Kinda no point, but I will, for the enjoyment of you guys if you can be bothered to read.
WS: 4 BS: 4 S: 4 T: 4 W: 1 I: 4 A: 2 LD: 9 Sv: 3+

I'm at the Relic/artifact, and Nikev and the heretic scouts (yes, you are, don't deny it ) are outside covering the entrance to the compound while i'm inside. the artifact/relic'll have to be at Naruke west, as thats where its been written for the entire RP.

Also, I'm going to write that the relic/artifact is some form of Xenos technology that the ?Iron Warriors? are using to control the tyranids in the sector. It also draws them to it, which is why they are in the sector in the first place.

I have a plan for the tech, let me PM the idea to you.

Oh, and isn't an iron warrior. It's death guard.

OOC: is it ok that im out of the story for a bit, as my character gets all dreaded up? i CBA to rp him getting put into a sarophogus, or getting operated on more than he is already. seriously though, mah dready will be such a bad ass, be a hellfire one n' stuff and he'll pew pew you all to hell ^^

OOH or he could be an ironclad! and seismic hammer a mawloc in the face as it bursts outta the ground!!

OR a furiso type one, who will have a boxing match with a carnifex wth crushing claws (that would be hilaroius to watch)

OR he could be one of 'em venerable ones....cept he couldn be cos being venerable kinda insinuates you gotta be a dread for a while....

seriously though dready is gonna make a bit of a comeback, hopefully at the last stand/plot twist on page 5 ^^

Dastardly Dave wrote:OOC:

Darkvoidof40k wrote:{OOC} Okay, I've just sorta skimmed all the posts previous to my joining, so, uhh... Where's everyone atm?

Commissar Nikev (was it?) and not-an-Inquisitor Janson and the scouts are at the Relic/Artifact/planet-damning hoo dickey.
Chaplain Solon (I think that was his name..) Afi, Arkus and a whole bunch of less-than characters (sub charries) are at Naruke east, heading to the capital. By that time it'll probs be screwed, so we'z just go for the relic that we hear of or something, find some... Iron Warriors? That's what the hint suggests, so the relic is a weapon? Or a power thing? Or a boom? Meh. Ima shut up and wait for the rest of you to post. FYI, just for fun, maybe we should post what our charries stats would be on the table? Kinda no point, but I will, for the enjoyment of you guys if you can be bothered to read.
WS: 4 BS: 4 S: 4 T: 4 W: 1 I: 4 A: 2 LD: 9 Sv: 3+

I'm at the Relic/artifact, and Nikev and the heretic scouts (yes, you are, don't deny it ) are outside covering the entrance to the compound while i'm inside. the artifact/relic'll have to be at Naruke west, as thats where its been written for the entire RP.

Also, I'm going to write that the relic/artifact is some form of Xenos technology that the ?Iron Warriors? are using to control the tyranids in the sector. It also draws them to it, which is why they are in the sector in the first place.

OOC: i am not using heretic scouts.

OOC: He be a'jokin'.

Time to skip ahead some more. We all get back to the capital, where there be bunkers. Lot's of 'em. We be'z in one'o 'em'z. Tank Commander Afi, Rogue Marine Arkus Pallemon, Chaplain Salen, Captain Lathem of the Red Scorpions, Planetary Governor Parkus Merdan, Imperial Guard Regiment Commander Markus Troughburg, Techmarine Gavus, PDF Captain Otus, and Astropath Kleines. Captain Lathem has 6 Assault Marines, 12 Devastator's an 38 Tactical Marines left from his Battle Company (and 5 Terminators!), and Techmarine Gavus has under his management 2 Predator's, a Land Raider Redeemer, 5 Rhino's, 2 Razorback's, 2 ThunderHawks and a Vindicator (out of what is still functioning). Also, a Venerable Dreadnought and the newly interred Brother Zindler (if memory serves). Maybe Zindler should be an Ironclad Dreadnought, with Hurricane Bolters, 2 HK missiles, Chainfist with Heavy Flamer (looks cooler than Hammer, no? Up to you, matey). I think by now the fleet defences have been overwhelmed, and we're on our own. At this point, I'd like to point out these are only my suggestions, and feel free to disagree with them. PDF and Guard have... say, 5000 troops left? Civilian casualties: almost a 1000? Afi, you will have command of.... uh, 20 Leman Russ variants (make 'em up at your discretion), a Hellhammer, a Stormlord, 52 Sentinals, 7 Basilisks, 170+ Chimera's (with infantry), 25ish Hellhound/Devil Dog/other variant variants. Chaplain Salen can requisition, 20 Tactical Marines for whatever he deems fit from the few surviving Marines. Afi, maybe you have control of the deployment of the SM vehicles? Probably none to few, especially since a lot of fighting will be taking place at the capital soon, probably tomorrow (whenever we decide to RP that).

Ithinks Arkus, Salen and Gavus (with Zindy) will travel to the relic upon learning of the embattled forces there. Also, Ghosty, I think you should also play Techmarine Gavus (y'know, the guy I brought into this!) as other than in battle, as a Dread, Zindy won't be doing much IMO.

Hokey, provided everyone agrees, we can skip to after we have learnt about the embattled forces and restoked out stoof. Then we can head down to the relic, with 2-3 Guardsman squads, a russ or two (afi, I doubt the other commanders will want you to keep that Hellhammer, it'll be needed at the frontlines, tbh.) and a rhino with us all in. Zindy, maybe either stay in the city to be finished up with Gavus, or be transported on some IG vehicle? Whatever suits you, Ghosty.

Uhh, we in agreement? o.O

+++This is the capital voxing out, anyone receiving us?+++

+++We're hearing you, command. We're outnumbered and our forces will crumble within the hour! Send re-inforcements!+++

+++Affirmative, Guardsmen, tanks and Marines will be on their way to support you. Take no step back! Fight for the Emperor+++

OOC:
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Thats a lot of firepower your giving me there. A helluva lot of firepower. I dont think i could rp a battle including that amount of rp.....well i could give it a go....
20 leman russ, 2 super-heavies, loads of sentinals AND a massed artillery battery!!!!!!!!!


WOW

OOC:
Uh-oh
page 5!!!

Plot twist incoming!!!
Also Klawz when this is finished could you cut i down to just the rping and make into an article?

I was considering doing that, but fixing all the spelling mistakes (no offense guys). Viking; you have it under your command, but you're going to be with us, as we epically survive the booming of everyone else. 'Sides, I don't see this ending. Ima continue it atleast another 2 pages. Anyway, we got LOADS of chaos to get through yet. Maybe we sneak about a chaos ship, and fight stuff and kills stuff and eat stuff and stuff. Like.

Our charries should all have our own endings. I KNOWZ!

Arkus rejoins the BA eventually and becomes a Captain, before being taken by the Black Rage 230 years later, going berzerk and killin' an' choppin' an' bonbaonbardleing stuff. He even bonbaonbardles himself. HE. IS. THAT. AWESOME.
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BONBAONBARDLING GRANNIES IS LULWINZ!!!!!!!

Zindler survives another 400 years, and as they are attacking this planet again, against the forces of chaos (who bonbaonbardle the nids off it and build a fortress of epically awesome pwnageness after we geddoffit) and is telling young initiates of the story (tis rp). Then he dies in that battle, after an Inquisitor Bonbaonbardles the planet.

Afi eventually gets command of an Emperor/Warlord titan, and ka-booms stuff. He is eventually ka-boomed by nids, but orders a bonbaonbardlement on himself, opening up one last Lho-stick before he dies.

Salen Martyr's himself gloriously, after attaining the rank of Master of Sanctity. He kills 13 chaos termies, and a powerful Chaos Lord. Before ordering a bonaonbardlement on himself 20 years after this rp.

Commissar Nikev becomes a Lord Commissar, and he's on a ship oneday that gets lost in the warp. It imerges 500 years later for him to find that everyone has bonbaonbardled themselves. He goes and summararaly executes himself, while simultaniously ordering a bonbaonba--- ~shotforbonbaonbardlespamz~

Scout Vera recruits some uber scouts and they leave to become some deathwatch type faction, who lascannon-boom stuff. He eventually dies heroically lascannonin' a big 'un. The Deathwatch Type faction he created remains secret, but still fights to this day. Usually they bonbaonbardle enemies from SPEHSS with massed Las-o-cannon fire. Then they fight them on the ground, with Las-o-cannons. LOLwut.

Jansen becomes an Inquisitor Lord and Bonbaonbardles stuff. Current location: Unknown. Suspicians of bonbaonbardlements are unconfirmed {but quite likely}

Satisfied for your character's future ends', people?

OOC: nice.
Everyone enjoys blowing stuff the feth up.

OOC:Click the little un-displayable image in my siggie. IT WILL MAKE U LULZ >.<

Darkvoidof40k wrote:
Scout Vera recruits some uber scouts and they leave to become some deathwatch type faction, who lascannon-boom stuff. He eventually dies heroically lascannonin' a big 'un. The Deathwatch Type faction he created remains secret, but still fights to this day. Usually they bonbaonbardle enemies from SPEHSS with massed Las-o-cannon fire. Then they fight them on the ground, with Las-o-cannons.

OOC: needs more las......

{[OOC] Sorry DarkVoid but the Emperor shall Determine Nikev's fate. Not you.
But with that whole transmission about traveling to the ruins. are you talking about the one that was established by me and Dastardly in the begining or the One Klawz made? Cause Me Dastardly and Shas are at a ruin right now and I'ma bout to make a conflict between me and Shas. Shas I'm assuming that your "Master" told you that you must bring me to him no matter what and I don't think that'll sit well with my adjutant who is in command right now."

"BACK OFF MARINE! I don't care who sent you and we appreciate the assistance but we have orders to STAY HERE AND GUARD THIS RUIN! We stay here until Jansen returns or we stop getting signals from our men down there!" Jansen did his best to show he was in command. Which considering he was standing up to a Space Marine who lumbered over him was, quite a difficult feat to accomplish.

One of the Marines behind their commander snorted a snort which signified his arrogance. "Sir, lets just take this commissar by force." As the marine spoke he began to muscule his way to the tent with the Commissar resting in it.

"NUCIANS!" Bantine shouted and the clack and clatter of every available gun held by a guardsmen could be heard from around group. Even Karjewski herself was holding an autopistol.

"That is why." The Marine Commander expressed. "If we try and take him by force we will have to kill all of these guardsmen, and do you really think he'll want to cooperate when he finds out that we killed all of his men?"

The Marine looked at him and replied "But we don't have to let him find out now do we? WE CAN SLAUGHTER THEM IN THE NAME OF LEROY JENKINS!"
{[OOC] Sorry man I just had too XD }

Hearing that, the whine of every las-gun around could be heard being put to maximum out-put.

"REALLY LITTLE MAN!" The aggressive marine shouted as he stomped up so he was head to chest with Bantine.

"TRY IT FETHERS! We may not win, but we'll DAMN NEAR CRIPPLE YOU SONS OF BI*****!"
Now Bantine was truly scare gakless, but wary to do his best to hide it.

"BACK DOWN DAMN ALL OF YOU!" Came a voice from a figure stumbling emerging from the tent. "Damnit you know that was the best sleep I've had in weeks and your fethings arguing ruined it!"

Nikev looked over the marines and the escort the brought with them.

He looked at the marines who overshadowed Bantine "I will talk to your commander and your commander alone, cause I sure as hell don't want to talk to your ugly gak face" Nikev said motioning to the Marine towering over Bantine. This seemed to only anger him more.

A single marine stepped forward "Where shall we talk?"

"In the ten-" Nikev stopped looking at the Marine and looking at the tent from which he just came. "Over here"

-----After talking a while and discussing the situation the Marine who introduced himself as Scout Marine Sergent Vera. Nikev told the Scout Marine how he and his men would not leave Jansen or his fellow Nucians behind to die on this Emperor forsaken rock. Reassuring the commissar that he would hold the line with him. Vera noticed he tremendously increase Nikev interest when he mentioned that once their men had returned they would travel to the secretive bunker which contains a modified Valkyrie.---------
[{OOC] ^>^ I Has a Plot twist of me own in mind Klawz! XD One that none of ya'll should expect! XD Sorry Vera but If you wanna know more about this twist you may want to P.M. me! XD]

As Nikev and Vera returned to their forces a loud screech could be heard coming from the distance. "This is gonna be Hell" Nikev thought to himself as he and the rest of Nucia's Children Prepared to fight in the Holy Emperor's Name.

OOC: Lol, it was just an idea. Anyway, I foresee much corrupting and pillaging (and on the part of the 'Nid's, nom-nomming!) With Chaplain Salen on my case... >.<
Well, time for be to go do my thing... pwn. Well, uh...

BIC: The Rhino trundled vigorously over the shattered landscape, and Arkus, looking out of the vehicle's top hatch, wondered what terrible things may have taken place here. Then he saw something in the distance - was it Guardsmen? No, to big.. It had to be Marines. He called down into the Rhino, "change heading to 3,23 south." The transport changed direction, for the marines. All of a sudden, something terrible was wrong. Arkus took a breath in, and smelled a horrific, pustulant smell. "No... by the Throne it cannot be!" As the Rhino trundled forward, the Marines he had sighted opened fire. Arkus activated his inbuilt comms system, although only nearby space marines would hear. "This is Brother Arkus Pallemon of the Blood Angles chapter! Can anyone hear me? Are you receiving? There is a new threat - non-Tyranid! It is the forces of Ch----" The transmission ended there.

OOC: Basically, only the Scout's will hear that transmission. Will the recklessly charge to the last known coordinates, or will they forward the message to HQ? [The latter is probably best ]

Plot twist can't trigger until someone touches the artifact.
*hint hint* *nudge nudge*

Also, as soon as I have 1500 points of 'nids, I'm going to start imperial guard. The proud 8th Naruke mechanized regiment!
My proxy for Creed will be Nikev, and I'll have a hellhammer with Afi inside.

OOC: OI! i was planning on making ZIndler be the type of dreadnaught that takes part in conversations. But yeah, playing as a tech marine will be fun!

AND he is so not gonna get killed in the future! he will end up being a teacher for young red scorpion novices

++ Back in my day, there were real wars. not the ones you have now with those silly pint sized stunties. Ones against the tyr..... try.....errr.....the alien race whos name escapes me++

ooc: oh yes, i predicted the future and saw the return of the squats. Fear 'em!

Jansen warily approached the dark figure, unsure of what it was. It was quite tall, could it be a space marine?

The smell of rotting flesh and other foul odours were quite clear now, and they were eminating from the figure. Four red dots appeared on the back of its head, from the laser sights of the squad. It turned round...

Jansen saw what it was, and the sight appalled him. It was a marine, but not in any real sense of the word, as each and every part of its armour was dripping with slime, and other substances which Jansen didn't even want to know about. Jansen immediately threw his sleeve over his nose in revulsion, and the marine made a noise that was the death rattle of a million tortured souls, it presumably was what passed for laughter.

"What are you doing here?" asked Jansen.

As if in answer, the creature threw up on the ground and raised its bolter.

5 las-blasts hit its head almost immediately, and it exploded in a spray of gunk. Fortunately, none of it reached the squad.

They cautiously stepped round the dead marine and towards the mysterious object. It appeared to be a box, with an odd looking key in one of the many holes on its surface. It looked like it was slowly pulsating in and out of frequency with the rest of the world, as every few seconds it would fade a little, then reappear.

"What could the mechanicum want with xenos technology?" thought Jansen as he reached out his hand to turn the key.

There was a flash, and everything went black...

When Jansen woke up, after he had got his bearings, he noticed he was in a completely different place. He seemed to be in a small, circular chamber. Light was streaming in through a window high above, and the rest of his squad were unconsious around him. There was however, the same, foul smell in the air.

He woke up the rest of his squad, and examined the room more closely. It was clearly xenos in origin, and was pulsating with the same rythm of the box. There was what looked like a trapdoor in the middle, a timekeeper on the ceiling, and large boxes of assorted xenos technology dotted around the edge of the room.

The strange thing, however, was that the timekeeper on the ceiling was displaying a date 5 days later than the one he thought it was...

He shrugged and went over to one of the windows, while his squad looked through the boxes of tech.

He looked up, there was a large S on the highest tower of the city, so it was definately Naruke south. He looked down.

What he saw sickened him...

The entire city was bathed in a green haze, and plaguebearers were shambling along every single street.

The city was now under control of the Death Guard...

OOC: Ok Klawz, you set this up, i'm 5 days in the future, what in the name of the emperors most holy y-fronts do I do now?

OOC: Your future is the present. Our present that you left is the past. Although it all depends, have you been unconscious for 5 days, or did you just appear there 5 days later? From the previous now to the future now. GODDAMN TEMPORAL CHANGEY PLOT-LINES!

Anyyyywayz, here goes nothing! If I screw up your plot, Klawz... whoopsie. Hey, I'm an awesome rogue marine of awesomeness. Who gives two?

BIC: --delete--

OOC: --delete--

Up to you, Klawz. How screwed is the rest of the crew? Is everyone dead yet? Can we escape with our meatshields, and find King Scout Vera, treadhead Afi, Techmarine whatshisface, Zindy, and Commissar Nikev and my random half dead lieutenant character that I want to keep alive for no reason other than the fact I do and he might come in handy.

Me 'n' squishes fight our way, out, while Afi and whatnot RP some epic being pwned scenes. FuNz's

RPing really gets me going... o.O

OOC: Klawz, are you sure you thought that through before introducing time travel? unless everybody else has just stood around and not done anything for the last 5 days RP time, i've now got to single handedly decide how everyone got on. It messes up a whole load of other things as well, what happened to the Tyranids? Whats going on in general? What do I do now? I can't see anything I can do that doesn't mess up the whole RP for everyone else. Now darkvoid has just 'met' me, he'll have to RP two different timeframes. Can't we just make this a look forward in time? otherwise the way i see it, the whole RP is going to go batgak crazy in short order. I hope you have a plan...

Dastardly Dave wrote:OOC: Klawz, are you sure you thought that through before introducing time travel? unless everybody else has just stood around and not done anything for the last 5 days RP time, i've now got to single handedly decide how everyone got on. It messes up a whole load of other things as well, what happened to the Tyranids? Whats going on in general? What do I do now? I can't see anything I can do that doesn't mess up the whole RP for everyone else. Now darkvoid has just 'met' me, he'll have to RP two different timeframes. Can't we just make this a look forward in time? otherwise the way i see it, the whole RP is going to go batgak crazy in short order. I hope you have a plan...

Heheheh....
Howzabout this:
Naruke South is permanently stuck 5 days in the future. So you were bounced five days ahead, but for all of the city it feels like 5 days have passed. For everybody outside the city, time progresses as normal, but the forces of Nurgle are oozing in. (Also, as a blessing, the tyranid hive mind has stopped all but one greater daemon from entering, and only and not to many plague marines are there. ) people think you vanished. The key is still there, and touching will create a larger rift in reality and teleport you to Naruke South, stuck 5 days in the future. When you leave the city, you will travel back in time 5 days, to the point right after you vanished.

Next plot twist coming on page 10.

Darkvoidof40k wrote:OOC: Your future is the present. Our present that you left is the past. Although it all depends, have you been unconscious for 5 days, or did you just appear there 5 days later? From the previous now to the future now. GODDAMN TEMPORAL CHANGEY PLOT-LINES!

Anyyyywayz, here goes nothing! If I screw up your plot, Klawz... whoopsie. Hey, I'm an awesome rogue marine of awesomeness. Who gives two?

BIC: Arkus burst through the doors, to the welcome sight of Jansen. "What in the name of Gak is going on?" He bellowed, with an angry expression on his face. "Someones got some explaining to do, and if those Fraggers can't give me a good reason not to rip their tainted guts out other than the fact they're Chaos..."

OOC: 'Nuff said. 'Sides, if I wrote any more for that sentence, it wouldn't make any literary sense >.<

Up to you, Klawz. How screwed is the rest of the crew? Is everyone dead yet? Can we escape with our meatshields, and find King Scout Vera, treadhead Afi, Techmarine whatshisface, Zindy, and Commissar Nikev and my random half dead lieutenant character that I want to keep alive for no reason other than the fact I do and he might come in handy.

Me 'n' squishes fight our way, out, while Afi and whatnot RP some epic being pwned scenes. FuNz's

RPing really gets me going... o.O

Please remove yo' paradox. Thanks.

OOC: I'm going to continue as if Darkvoid's post did not happen.

IC:

Jansen turned to his squad: "Guys, we have a problem, what sort of equipment have you found in those crates?"

Private Urtok looked up, "All xenos technology, but theres a lot of it, and it looks like it'll come in handy. There are a few odd looking rebreathers in here, which look like they'll fit us, what looks like a sniper rifle, some long knives, some sweet looking grenades, and this" Urtok pulled out a long sword, which was covered in runes and shimmering with blue sparks.

"I'll take that thank you" said Jansen as he reached over and took the Powersword from Urtoks hands. "This is all Eldar technology, what were they doing on Naruke?" thought Jansen as he replaced his longsword with the Eldar weapon, and the rest of the squad equipped themselves with other things from the crates.

They moved over to the central trapdoor and opened it, a blast of foul smelling air assaulted their nostrils, even through their new rebreathers, as they looked down towards the room below. What they saw was not pretty: several dead eldar lay on the floor, in various stages of decomposition, and what looked like high ranking human officials were slumped nearby, also half rotten and covered in maggots. Saneal burnt them into ash with his flamer.

They jumped down, and went through the door on one wall, when they were through they were greeted by the familiar sight of Gothic architecture once again. It was a stark contrast to the sleek, curving beauty of the Eldar area they had just left.

They continued down the corridors of the Upper Spires, every so often passing a corpse on the floor, their sense of unease growing with every step. It was as quiet as the Ruins underneath Naruke West, but it was not as all consuming, it was more... stifling. As they gradually made their way down the spire, they noticed that, as in the eldar compound, all the timekeepers were displaying the wrong date, 5 days ahead.

They exited the spire, and finally saw what had caused all the death in the upper spire: a huge shambling horde of Plaugebearers, milling about in the city. There also appeared to be a large bubble covering the hive, which Jansen assumed was something to do with the artifact, and the fact all the clocks were wrong.

The horde didn't seem to have noticed them yet, so Jansen instructed the squad to set up a defensive position with what debris they could find around the area. They finished with a speed born of desparation just as the first Plaugebearer noticed them - It let out a horrific groan and started loping towards them, attracting the attention of other Plaugebearers in the area.

Narko tightened his finger on the trigger of his new sniper, and a blue bolt of light erupted from the muzzle, causing the Plaugebearer to explode messily.

"I love this thing!" cried Narko as he sighted down the scope and fired once more, his shot joined by other thin red lines from the squads las weaponary.

Nurgles Horde advanced.

The second battle of Naruke South had begun.

OOC: Just to clarify, The city is time shifted, so anyone can come in or out of Naruke south, they will just be catapulted forwards or backward in time by 5 days. Also, no Vox transmissions in or out due to the bubble.

[{OOC] Darkvoid if you don't like this thread....could you just leave....cause from what I'm reading your mucking up the story by a longshot and its messing with what i had initially planned. So Jansen...if no Vox transmissions can be sent what about the Nucians you have with them.....I have them sending a signal back to us and if we stop getting the signal then we assume your dead and leave......do you wanna just keep the Nucians? Cause I'm obviously not getting anymore signals and will possibly leave the ruin soon.]

OOC: Yeah, you could assume we're dead and head off to Naruke south for whatever reason and find us there. (suggestion) Whether I keep the Nucians depends on what happens in the story, they've been pretty good so far.

{[OOC] alright..... I'll work my my "waiting dropship in down there somewhere. Have fun killing my guys.......although...I just have to ask...this is probably jinxing myself but can you try not to kill Narko? I forsee him being a big part in the story I want to write.(But yea if you kill him I may "revive" him and ignore his death in the other story I want to do.)}

Sitting in the Rhino transport with the space marines and other Nucians Nikev sat beside Karjewski as he slowly drifted into a deep slumber.

He dreamed of a dream like no others. The Entirety of it was not clear for he was standing in water, but also standing on land. "How in the Sacred Feth" he said to himself and went to pull his bolt pistol only to find it wasn't there.

In the distance he could see a figure. As he approched this figure he could see that it was taller than him even though it was laying against some rubble.

As Nikev stepped closer to investigate the creature's hear moved into position so he was looking straight into what seemed to be its face.

A deep, desperate, sorrowful voice rang out to say
"Nightmares torment me"

"What" Nikev began to say when the voice boomed again. Filling all that was near with sorrow. Nikev felt as though he could feel the voice in his head as well as through his ears.

"I can no longer resist, the call of the infinite."

"what do you mean?" Nikev tried again only to be interrupted once more.

"Their blows rain heavy." With this said by the beast Nikev could see dents being formed into the creatures body.

"My Wraithbone Cracks." With this said by the beast its shell was beginning to split in the places where the dents were deepest. Showing arcane light through them.

"My sight in this world dims" Nikev could see the lights on the creatures head which he could now identify as a wraithlord begin to dim.

"I return to slumber" The Wraithlord began to slowly slumpback.

"My soulstone, Please take it." Saying this the Wraithlord held out a glowing stone to Nikev which he took from it and put in his Storm coat pocket.

"Please" The wraithlord Paused clearly in pain "Save" The Wraithlord began to slump back and its lights began to dim till the were almost out. "Isha"

Nikev woke up to a large jolt but settled back down as he remembered they had boarded the Rhinos after finding out that the squad in the ruins was dead.

"Save Isha" Nikev muttered to himself and reached into his pocket. Pulling out a glowing blue stone which oddly took the form of a tear Nikev knew not what this meant and put the stone back into his pocket. He'd have to ask someone higher up the chain if he ever got off this Emperor forsaken planet.

vera looks over to his squad, having to abandon the speeder bike and the landspeeder their moral was low as it could possibly get. he sighs, seeing his two scouts shining their equipment, checking their weapons, seeing to their armour,under complete silence.

he decides to say something, the words just forming together. "let just get the frak out of here, we lost two chapter vehicles, and im not losing anymore"

the two scouts appear not to have heard him, nor did anyone else, they were busy focusing on the newly awakened commisar.

leroy was the first to get up, his lightning claw not attached onto his hand he grips the commisar by the throat. "why the feth does comand want you so badly?"

the commisar had no time to respond as a signal over the vox caster came up "This is Brother Arkus Pallemon of the Blood Angles chapter! Can anyone hear me? Are you receiving? There is a new threat - non-Tyranid! It is the forces of Ch----"

vera walks up to the comms unit, trying to send a signal back "this is brother scout sargent vera, where are you? respond...." but it was too late, all that was left on the vox was static, vera slams his into the wall of the rhino...the rest of the men seemed speechless,apart from leroy who lossened his grip on the commisar and sat back down to check on his weapon.

s they continues along in silence once more, all that could be heard is is faint explosions in the background, and the screams, so many screams of the dieing over the vox, trying to call for help but to know avail. the heart of the guard sank low, but th marines kept their's high, knowing that their gods would protect them in this time of great need.

[{OOC} SO Vera. Are we going to get wrapped up in the fighting or are we going to try to avoid the fighting?]

Commissar NIkev wrote:
"Save Isha" Nikev muttered to himself and reached into his pocket. Pulling out a glowing blue stone which oddly took the form of a tear Nikev knew not what this meant and put the stone back into his pocket. He'd have to ask someone higher up the chain if he ever got off this Emperor forsaken planet.

Excellent! So excellent that I'm not going to muck with it! Have fun with your plotline, and the next plot twist will probably be Eldar-related.

Commissar NIkev wrote:[{OOC} SO Vera. Are we going to get wrapped up in the fighting or are we going to try to avoid the fighting?]

OOC: well, i was thinking of getting the frak off the planet, but who knows? maybe we could do with some reinforcements

Commissar NIkev wrote:[{OOC] Darkvoid if you don't like this thread....could you just leave....cause from what I'm reading your mucking up the story by a longshot and its messing with what i had initially planned. So Jansen...if no Vox transmissions can be sent what about the Nucians you have with them.....I have them sending a signal back to us and if we stop getting the signal then we assume your dead and leave......do you wanna just keep the Nucians? Cause I'm obviously not getting anymore signals and will possibly leave the ruin soon.]

First off, I do like this thread. And how am I mucking up with what you planned? I don't even know what that is, so it is hardly my fault. You don't like my post for a reason I don't even know, perhaps atleast tell me?

The reason I brought my character into the future place is because he was obviously defeated by the Plague Marines. Who knows why they would do anything, and unless they killed him there's little else they'd do.

I'm seriously getting the impression you all know what the plotline is going to be, and now you're having a go at me because I don't?

OOC (We still rping in this thread or having a c**kfight??)

Klawz wrote:

Commissar NIkev wrote:
"Save Isha" Nikev muttered to himself and reached into his pocket. Pulling out a glowing blue stone which oddly took the form of a tear Nikev knew not what this meant and put the stone back into his pocket. He'd have to ask someone higher up the chain if he ever got off this Emperor forsaken planet.

Excellent! So excellent that I'm not going to muck with it! Have fun with your plotline, and the next plot twist will probably be Eldar-related.

^.^ You bet it'll be Eldar related! But nah man you couldn't muck it up.....you kinda started this thread so whatever you say goes and whatever you throw at me I'll do my best to work my way around it. But I think thats a symbol for an eldar craft world but its not the one that I'm going to involve.

Darkvoidof40k wrote:

Commissar NIkev wrote:[{OOC] Darkvoid if you don't like this thread....could you just leave....cause from what I'm reading your mucking up the story by a longshot and its messing with what i had initially planned. So Jansen...if no Vox transmissions can be sent what about the Nucians you have with them.....I have them sending a signal back to us and if we stop getting the signal then we assume your dead and leave......do you wanna just keep the Nucians? Cause I'm obviously not getting anymore signals and will possibly leave the ruin soon.]

First off, I do like this thread. And how am I mucking up with what you planned? I don't even know what that is, so it is hardly my fault. You don't like my post for a reason I don't even know, perhaps atleast tell me?

The reason I brought my character into the future place is because he was obviously defeated by the Plague Marines. Who knows why they would do anything, and unless they killed him there's little else they'd do.

I'm seriously getting the impression you all know what the plotline is going to be, and now you're having a go at me because I don't?

Well forget what I said about mucking it up.....its just....unless we have direct involvement there are two completely different "adventures" going on here......Jansen, Vera, and Nikev are all intertwined and ya'll are all intertwined with each other....It just seemed rediculous how you made your character come to kill Jansen when you aren't even near him. Plus you could've explained why your character was there and not just made him there.


This thread is still on dude.....we just had a bit of roadbumps here and there.

OOC: I'm not trying to kill Jansen... I'm going to go and find my posts and delete 'em as best as I can. As far as anyone is concerned, just assume (in the 5 days ago timezone) that I've been ambushed by chaos and taken prisoner for interrogation and what not or something. If anyone would kindly pick up my distress signal it'd be nice

*Ghosty, feel free to become involved here*

Darkvoidof40k wrote:OOC: Lol, it was just an idea. Anyway, I foresee much corrupting and pillaging (and on the part of the 'Nid's, nom-nomming!) With Chaplain Salen on my case... >.<
Well, time for be to go do my thing... pwn. Well, uh...

BIC: The Rhino trundled vigorously over the shattered landscape, and Arkus, looking out of the vehicle's top hatch, wondered what terrible things may have taken place here. Then he saw something in the distance - was it Guardsmen? No, to big.. It had to be Marines. He called down into the Rhino, "change heading to 3,23 south." The transport changed direction, for the marines. All of a sudden, something terrible was wrong. Arkus took a breath in, and smelled a horrific, pustulant smell. "No... by the Throne it cannot be!" As the Rhino trundled forward, the Marines he had sighted opened fire. Arkus activated his inbuilt comms system, although only nearby space marines would hear. "This is Brother Arkus Pallemon of the Blood Angles chapter! Can anyone hear me? Are you receiving? There is a new threat - non-Tyranid! It is the forces of Ch----" The transmission ended there.

OOC: Basically, only the Scout's will hear that transmission. Will the recklessly charge to the last known coordinates, or will they forward the message to HQ? [The latter is probably best ]

EDIT: 'Spose I'm not that far out from the capital, so they may as well receive it... and those guardsmen have vox casters don't they?

erm.....ihad Zindler and his new tech priest buddy in naruke south... whuts happened to em 0.o

(though i havesa naughty plan *giggle*)

along the lines of as the plague bearers begin to overwhelm the defences in proper zombie hordes fashion, a wall will be seismic hammered apart and a bad ass dread will crash out. ^^ jsut want conformation from the host ^-^

OOC: Not to reign on your parade, but tbh they're (the guardies 'n' whatnot) are just sorta doing their own thing. Anyway, Techmarine whatshisface was going to the capital to aid the rest of the defenders, along with wounded Zindler, as far as the posts are concerned. Only Vera, Arkus and the guardsmen peeps are anywhere near the southern city. I think we'll just let things play themselves out, and once someone rescues me (I've just realised that this whole situation is kinda embarressing for my character) we can just go fight 'Nids. Then again....


BIC:

Arkus leaped out of the wreck of the Rhino, and at the sight of his chapter's hated foes, the Chaos Space Marines, a terrible blood lust overcame him. He let out a blood curdling cry and charged at his foes, his chainsword slamming into one of the Plague Marines, slicing through it's head. He fired off a shot at another, but to no effect. The Red Scorpions tactical squad piled out of the Rhino, and opened fire. Arkus dived to the left, dodging out of his allies' fire. The squads plasmagun spoke, blowing away two traitors. One of the pustulant marines came up from behind Arkus and slammed into the back of his head with a bolter butt. Arkus realed forward and fell to one knee. He swung round, his chainsword grinding against the leg armour of his foe, but the ancient and corrupted power armour remained firm. The Chaos Marine kicked Arkus in the face, sending him sprawling. Arkus' foe raised a knife, about to deliver the killing blow, when his guts exploded outwards, and the marine fell to the floor. The Sergeant of the Tactical squad fired off a plasma shot from his pistol, blowing away another hated foe as Arkus scrambled to his feet, eager to rejoin the fight. He muttered his gratitude to the Sergeant, who acknowledged it with a quick glance. Returning the favour of life saving, Arkus fired off a pistol shot at a Nurgle marine behind the sergeant who had neglected to wear a helmet, his heat exploding in a gory mess of infected slime. Another Scorpions marine sprinted over to their position, blasting away with his bolter. "Sergeant, we've lost three of our number already! And Seregas can see an enemy Rhino heading to this position from the south!" The marine reported, bolter shots pinging off his armour.
"Finish up this warband, then we will request extraction to relay the information garnoured from this expedition to HQ." Replied the Sergeant, as his pistol smited the last of the foul traitors. They salvaged the communications equipment from the Rhino, and called for Thunderhawk extraction from Naruke Capital. They were answered by Techmarine Gavus, who was the senior and sole Techmarine still on the planet.

OOC: Just bringing you into it, Ghosty. Tbh, the southern city is a bit to complicated ATM for me :(.

Feel free to bring Zindy along in whatever dreadnought form you wish. I doubt any more marines can be spared from the defence of the capital.

Salen had gone straight for the Heretic force that had been reported to the south as soon as he had heard of the news.

++BROTHER TECHMARINE GET ME OUT OF THIS LOCATION AND TO NARUKE SOUTH IMMEDIATELY++

+-Extraction is in route Chaplain-+

Salen had arrived at the city of Naruke south as soon as he had heard, He had to be on this front to provide his brothers as well as any imperial guard units may as well, need protection of their souls.

FOUL HERETICS, Salen screamed as the charged the squad of Chaos marines on the fringe of the City. These Mutant Heretics feel not the blessing of the Emperor he yelled over the loud speakers of his helmet. He rammed his crozius into the chest of the Heretic left it there spun around the disgusting foul smelling worshiper of Nurgle, once a proud marine of the Death Guard, now this pathetic insult to the Astarte's name.
As he spun away from his holy weapon, he drew his bolt pistol and fired twice into the back of the marine as he dropped to his knees he spun back in front of the marine and kicked the handle of the holy weapon straight through the chest of the marine for the killing blow.

He looked around said a small prayer to the god emperor and prayed for his brothers souls. He had made a decision that the Blood Angel would be perfectly harmless in comparison to this threat. He decided that this infection required more resources than was available, he sent a message to the Red scorpions captain they would require at least another company or marines if they were to handle this threat with the possibility of keeping the planet secured. Even though he knew there would not any relief he felt it was required to do so as a leading officer of the Chapter.

OOC: that message to the Captain was soley for show i don't expect there to be any support given just saying, love the story so far though.

[{OOC} Vera! what vehicles do we have? Are there any vehicles that would allow us to split? NOt that your bad company its just.....from what I told you about my characters fate....you would prove a big problem as Marines are harder to trick that Guardsmen. It could play out that you go to rescue a brother in trouble while I race toward the drop ship. What do you think of that?]

Commissar NIkev wrote:[{OOC} Vera! what vehicles do we have? Are there any vehicles that would allow us to split? NOt that your bad company its just.....from what I told you about my characters fate....you would prove a big problem as Marines are harder to trick that Guardsmen. It could play out that you go to rescue a brother in trouble while I race toward the drop ship. What do you think of that?]

sure go right ahead, but could you rp that for me? because i doubt i will actually get the time out of sudying to do this.... stupid lousy exams

[{OOC} Lol yea I'll get it as soon as I have more free time....which will probably be later today.]

Commissar NIkev wrote:

Klawz wrote:

Commissar NIkev wrote:
"Save Isha" Nikev muttered to himself and reached into his pocket. Pulling out a glowing blue stone which oddly took the form of a tear Nikev knew not what this meant and put the stone back into his pocket. He'd have to ask someone higher up the chain if he ever got off this Emperor forsaken planet.

Excellent! So excellent that I'm not going to muck with it! Have fun with your plotline, and the next plot twist will probably be Eldar-related.

^.^ You bet it'll be Eldar related! But nah man you couldn't muck it up.....you kinda started this thread so whatever you say goes and whatever you throw at me I'll do my best to work my way around it. But I think thats a symbol for an eldar craft world but its not the one that I'm going to involve.

1. The symbol is Saim-hann, the red, jetbike fetishists.
2. Often I slip in, and fix the flow of the story. If I don't like where something is going, I disrupt it with my duex machinas powers...

Arkus heard the deep bass rumbling in the sky long before he saw the thunder hawk. It screamed through the air, contrails of thick black smoke billowing behind it, its massed battery of weapons clearing the sky of flying tyranids. However, it seemed to bank up sharply, as a sudden spray of spore mines were launched into the air. A collection of large floating sacks with a multitude of tendrils flicking below them floated on the eddies of the wind above Arkus' position. Meitoic spore mines. The thunder hawk altered its course and encircled the stranded marines once, before flying off again

++ This is Sergeant Aurrellius, the area is too hot for an evacuation, but we will touch down somewhere safer than here, as close as we can, I shall send co-ordinates ASAP++

Arkus cursed, before relaying the information to the squad. As the squad fell back to their derelict rhino, they received another message.

++ Aurrellius again, we have some good news, and some considerably worse news. The closest 'safe' touch down point is twenty five miles east of your position, but in order to get to us, you must move through what seems to be a tyranid nest. Now heres the good news. We've got someone to come help you. He's ETA twenty seconds; if I were you I would clear that rhino. Aurrellius out++

Arkus took a moment to comprehend the sergeant’s cloak and dagger meaning. Then it hit him. Something was being dropped in.

"Marines! Get away from the rhino!" roared the blood angel. No sooner as they had done that, a massive teardrop shaped prism collided with the mud, clipping the rhino as it landed (causing it to flip through the air) and spraying brown slurry into the Red scorpion squad. The Drop pods great doors crashed open and something within stirred.

++Ironclad Zindler reporting for duty, I heard you needed someone to breach a nest for you++

A dreadnaught stepped out of the pod, its massive frame easily dwarfing even the blood angel’s impressive stature. Its two mechanical arms ended in fully articulated hands, an unusual trait amongst dreadnaughts, but it was the weapon it was wielding that drew the squads attention. A huge, 2hd, seismic sledgehammer, its surface crackling with power. Zindler hefted it onto his artificial shoulder, and turned his head too look in the direction of the nest.

++Blood angel, we should move out++

OOC SO ghosty just to be sure your dreadnaught has two fully functioning hands, and both of them are being used to wield a master sized hammer.

Arkus, Brother Zindler and the 7 remaining Scorpions began the long walk to the extraction point. After awhile, the mycetic spores began to drop down. Zindler smashed away a raging carnifex, while fire discipline from the Marines kept back the tide of smaller Tyranids. Arkus hacked away at a Hormogaunt that got too close, sending it flying. "Brothers! Only 7 miles to go. We must persevere!" Called Arkus.


OOC: Sorry for weak post, but I'm really ill, so it's the best I can do..

Darkvoidof40k wrote:OOC: Sorry for weak post, but I'm really ill, so it's the best I can do..

OOC: plague marine! get em....

OOC: The plague marine might get NyQuil though and get all better Right?

Everyone remained still as the message of a new threat was relayed.

"I think its best if we just get the hell off of this planet before we get trapt here on this godfors--" Before Nikev could finish his sentence a distress beacon lit up.

"well doesn' this complicate things" Vera said calmly.

[{OOC} Vera I don't know. should we split up, go for an objective together, or just head to the evac point? Choice is urs man. but the easier you try to make it if you try then the more gak I'm putting in our way. remember that in your decision.

((OOC: i say we get the frak off the planet, screw everyone else, you can put as much hell between us as possible, but the scouts of krono will prevail

OOC: Don't try to leave. The Tyranids are in the Airspace, any attempt will result in EXTERMINATION!!

Klawz wrote:OOC: Don't try to leave. The Tyranids are in the Airspace, any attempt will result in EXTERMINATION!!

oh really? what about my thunderhawk gunship that i mentioned earlier?

OOC: Teyh will nom it. 'Sides, the orbiting Scorpy ship is ka-boomed, I believe we decided that a page or so back. So there's a hive ship + extra gribblies up there. 'Sides, you escape - then wut? You'd be pretty much outta the RP.

Also, Ima feeling much better now! Not 100%, but still.

BIC:

2 hours. The marines had been fighting for 2 hours straight. They had their backs up against rock, and all ammo had been expended. Only Zindler, Arkus and 3 Marines remained, including sergeant Teleralius, whose pistol still spat death. A Tyranid Warrior leaped at him, a vicious claw ripping out a chuck of his shoulder pauldron, and the Sergeant span his powerfist around, smashing the beast's head off. He swung around again, his armoured gauntlet tearing through two Gaunts. Arkus lunged forward, his chainsword killing a Hormagaunt. Zindler thrashed left and right, killing a dozen Tyranids. Brother Macar held a writhing Gaunt around the throat, and thrusted his combat blade into it's alien brain, and the thing's movements ceased. Another leaped onto him, knocking him over. He punched it, breaking it's jaw, then kicked out sending it flying. Brother Kiras ripped the head off another gaunt, then grabbed it by it's tail, and swung it like a weapon at the other Tyranid's. Arkus lobbed a frag, which exploded, killing two of the Tyranids. Taking a moment to look around, he could see the end of the Tyranid assault wave - but there was still a Carnifex to deal with. Revered Brother Zindler stepped forward, and the Carnifex struck out with a sharp scything Talon, which pierced the casing of the Dreadnought. However, it missed the interned Space Marine. Zindler brought up his siesmic hammer, ripping the scything talon off at the mid-section of the arm. The beast shrieked in pain. He swung up with his other arm and hit the underneath of the Tyranid monstrosity's head, sending it realing. It slashed out with it's other talon, scoring a great gourge in the front armour, pushing the ancient Dreadnought casing to it's limits. Zindler roared with righteous fury, and charged forward. A talon came sweeping down, he batted it aside. He smashed into the Tyranid, bowling it over. He hammered it's underbelly, crushing it's outer bone which shattered, sending organic shrapnel into it's alien organs. Yet still it lived. He struck again, his weapon piercing it, going inside it's body. He pulled upwards and his weapon broke it's carapace. The Carnifex roared in it's death throws, galons of ichor spilling everywhere. The Tyranids faltered and retreated. "We must move quickly! Another wave like that and we'll be finished" Arkus proclaimed. The small company of heroes began moving again, with the three remaining Red Scorpion marines passing their final respects to the four dead bodies that they were leaving behind.

shas'o vera wrote:

Klawz wrote:OOC: Don't try to leave. The Tyranids are in the Airspace, any attempt will result in EXTERMINATION!!

oh really? what about my thunderhawk gunship that i mentioned earlier?

What about the hive Fleet orbiting above?
Trust me. No escape.

OOC: Klawz, are you ever going to take a more active roll in this? Like making a character? Admittedly, it is quite interesting with you being a type of GM, but for a GM you don't do too much. Tbh, not that bothered, but w/e... Also, I think you should post more information about Tyranid movements and whatnot. Anywayz, ima just go back to the capital and kill stuff :/

Darkvoidof40k wrote:OOC: Klawz, are you ever going to take a more active roll in this? Like making a character? Admittedly, it is quite interesting with you being a type of GM, but for a GM you don't do too much. Tbh, not that bothered, but w/e... Also, I think you should post more information about Tyranid movements and whatnot. Anywayz, ima just go back to the capital and kill stuff :/

Wait for it...wait for it...

I open my eye, and glance around the dark chamber around me. I slowly stretch my metal legs, and I feel pistons whine. Oh, it is good to live again!
Now, prepare speculation as to what it is...

OOC: Necrons. DW, they haz 3rd edition 'dex - they can't win, right? Right...? *gulp*

EDIT: I swear you're just trying to kill us all, Klawz. Thank the  Spehss Emprah for RPG's making marines as awesome as teyh really iz.

SECOND EDIT: Maaaaaaybeh, all our enemies screw each other, leaving us to finish the rest of them off! Oh, yeah, and if you want us to survive at all, maybe Arkus should just happen to stumble apon a relic of communication, and tell the Daemonhunters "There be Nurglish here" so they can come pwn them. Then again, you seem to know what we're going to be doing 20 pages on from any given point. I'm gonna stop guessing now and just see what happens.. :d

Darkvoidof40k wrote:OOC: Necrons. DW, they haz 3rd edition 'dex - they can't win, right? Right...? *gulp*

EDIT: I swear you're just trying to kill us all, Klawz. Thank the  Spehss Emprah for RPG's making marines as awesome as teyh really iz.

SECOND EDIT: Maaaaaaybeh, all our enemies screw each other, leaving us to finish the rest of them off! Oh, yeah, and if you want us to survive at all, maybe Arkus should just happen to stumble apon a relic of communication, and tell the Daemonhunters "There be Nurglish here" so they can come pwn them. Then again, you seem to know what we're going to be doing 20 pages on from any given point. I'm gonna stop guessing now and just see what happens.. :d

The eye of the darkness can see all, can see through space and even time, across the galaxy...

Klawz wrote:

Darkvoidof40k wrote:OOC: Necrons. DW, they haz 3rd edition 'dex - they can't win, right? Right...? *gulp*

EDIT: I swear you're just trying to kill us all, Klawz. Thank the  Spehss Emprah for RPG's making marines as awesome as teyh really iz.

SECOND EDIT: Maaaaaaybeh, all our enemies screw each other, leaving us to finish the rest of them off! Oh, yeah, and if you want us to survive at all, maybe Arkus should just happen to stumble apon a relic of communication, and tell the Daemonhunters "There be Nurglish here" so they can come pwn them. Then again, you seem to know what we're going to be doing 20 pages on from any given point. I'm gonna stop guessing now and just see what happens.. :d

The eye of the darkness can see all, can see through space and even time, across the galaxy...

lolwut.

Darkvoidof40k wrote:

Klawz wrote:

Darkvoidof40k wrote:OOC: Necrons. DW, they haz 3rd edition 'dex - they can't win, right? Right...? *gulp*

EDIT: I swear you're just trying to kill us all, Klawz. Thank the  Spehss Emprah for RPG's making marines as awesome as teyh really iz.

SECOND EDIT: Maaaaaaybeh, all our enemies screw each other, leaving us to finish the rest of them off! Oh, yeah, and if you want us to survive at all, maybe Arkus should just happen to stumble apon a relic of communication, and tell the Daemonhunters "There be Nurglish here" so they can come pwn them. Then again, you seem to know what we're going to be doing 20 pages on from any given point. I'm gonna stop guessing now and just see what happens.. :d

The eye of the darkness can see all, can see through space and even time, across the galaxy...

lolwut.

DON'T QUESTION THE GM!

Oh, and not necrons.

If not necrons... then a foe not constrained by outdated rules. Well, we're screwed.

Darkvoidof40k wrote:If not necrons... then a foe not constrained by outdated rules. Well, we're screwed.

oh my god, its the squats!!

Err wraith lord that died earlier? Or it’s a robot greater daemon of nurgle. Or a soul grinder. OR IT COULD BE A GOOD GUY THAT’S GONNA HELP US!!!1111!

No? Guess not.

BIC: The squad sprinted across open ground, all around them tyranid fire was spitting sporadically. It is said that when something terrible is about to happen, time seems to slow, giving the human mind time to respond to its immediate end. Sceptics say this is either nonsense, or perhaps, the shock of the bodies’ incoming demise slows the blood transfusion throughout the body. Either way, when time seemed to slow for Arkus, and he felt the ground at his feet begin to bulge upwards, he had only time to look down at the rapidly rising Trygons face, which was just breaking through the soil beneath him. However, this was not his end. It seemed that others had seen this sudden woe before he had. Just as the Trygons body erupted through the soil, Arkus felt himself being dragged away from its tunnel entry. Time returned to normal, and the sound that had seemed to have become muted around him, burst back into life.

++ Zindler! Now! ++

The dreadnaught obliged, swinging his seismic hammer over his head, and bringing it crashing down onto the emerging jaws of a tyranid menace. The things head was pulped in a disgusting spray of teeth, ichor and goo, as the combination of massive hammer, and powerful shockwaves erupted through its head, reducing the cranium to slime. Arkus clambered back to his feet and looked into the eyes of his saviour. It was a space marine, slightly stocky, and with a sullen expression on his face. Arkus had never bothered to ask the marines names in his squad until now, and it shamed him that he did not even know the names of those who had fallen defending him.

“Thank you. You saved my life, forgive me, what is your name?”

The marine stared at him for a few seconds more, before replying

++ My name is Kiras. Try not to get yourself killed so often ++

OOC: Nice bit of Roleplaying there, Ghosty.. But in the last bit of roleplay I posted, I did post the names of all the surviving scorpion marines. Maybe edit your post so that Arkus merely thanks one of the named marines?

I step from my home, small home that it is, and the first thing I find is a piece of technology. It is lying next to a human, shot through the chest with...*lifeform unidentified*
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This is bad. I need to find other humans. They can upload me technology. In the meantime I'll absorb the needed energies from these corpses, and the...lasgun?

OOC: Klawz could you change the writing colour for you IC posts, I'm finding that one difficult to read.

I'll also be away for a week starting on sunday, so will it be alright with everyone if I 'freeze' the whole of Naruke South in time (fluff reason: the time bubble malfunctioned and the whole area became 'time locked' meaning everyone in the area is stuck their until I get back.)

OOC my bad ill change it now

Dastardly Dave wrote:OOC: Klawz could you change the writing colour for you IC posts, I'm finding that one difficult to read.

I'll also be away for a week starting on sunday, so will it be alright with everyone if I 'freeze' the whole of Naruke South in time (fluff reason: the time bubble malfunctioned and the whole area became 'time locked' meaning everyone in the area is stuck their until I get back.)

I look to South, and I feel a strange resonance. The Time bubble's been locked! I need to find those humans!
I look down on my hands, carbon skin overcoating an iron body. I do not look human. I look more than human. I am more than human. I am the Emperor's chosen, and I need to fulfill the primary directive.

Klawz wrote:

Dastardly Dave wrote:OOC: Klawz could you change the writing colour for you IC posts, I'm finding that one difficult to read.

I'll also be away for a week starting on sunday, so will it be alright with everyone if I 'freeze' the whole of Naruke South in time (fluff reason: the time bubble malfunctioned and the whole area became 'time locked' meaning everyone in the area is stuck their until I get back.)

I look to South, and I feel a strange resonance. The Time bubble's been locked! I need to find those humans!
I look down on my hands, carbon skin overcoating an iron body. I do not look human. I look more than human. I am more than human. I am the Emperor's chosen, and I need to fulfill the primary directive.

Not exactly page 10, but w/e. Just for the sake of whatev's, I CBA to kill the tyranid hive, lets just say that we're going back to the hq.


BIC:

Arkus and his companions finally reached the extraction point, weary but alive... well, some of them were atleast. Seven space marines had died this day.

OOC: i am in the Time lock bubble with 75% Remaining of the squad i came with.

Katavus wrote:OOC: i am in the Time lock bubble with 75% Remaining of the squad i came with.

OOC: ah, sorry about that, that complicates things. I was just going to leave it for a week while I was away, and let everyone else work around it, but If you're inside, then unless you don't mind not RPing for a whole week, the time bubble will have to open up again.

I could use my phone to post, but any posts I make will likely only be small.

The humans won't trust me, if the guardsman's memories are anything to go by, if I look like this. I take control of the living cells that make up my outer shell, and morph. Long thin fibers sprout from my back, my body becomes sleeker, and a flak jacket forms, instead of skin. There will be no need for them to see more of my body besides this. Now I need to think of a name for this lady, armed with the lasgun I took from the corpse. Jessica will be her name. I load the gun and go hunting for other guardsmen.

OOC: Klawz, mind actually shedding some light on what the hell is going on?

That would be the Deciever, no?

Alternately, its a terminator (non-40k)

OOC: Now that I think about, ker-bleh. Sounds like the deceiver, but in the first we heard of this guy, there was some rubbish about pistons. Well, it's only rubbish if it IS the Deceiver.

Also, Dave, remember, I before E except after C.

Deceiver*

Darkvoidof40k wrote:OOC: Now that I think about, ker-bleh. Sounds like the deceiver, but in the first we heard of this guy, there was some rubbish about pistons. Well, it's only rubbish if it IS the Deceiver.

Also, Dave, remember, I before E except after C.

Deceiver*

OOC: oh the Irony...

As for the Deciever, now I think about it, it can't be, its 'the emperors chosen' must be a morphing assassin.

Riding in the Rhino they began to discuss the plans for what was to happen next.

"There is a brother out there and he needs us!" Leroy shouted against everyone.

"We need to get to the extraction point." Vera replied calmly.

"Brothers! Would he not do the same!? Would he not come save us if we were in distress? HE WOULD DAMNIT! With that Leroy slammed his fist against the inside of the Rhino.

Nikev and the other Nucians in the Rhino looked in astonishment and fear as these massive men argued between each other. Nikev wondered how Bantine had the nerve to stand up against that one.

"Dammit then! I'll take a speeder bike and I'll save him my damned self!"

"Wait brother! I'll go with you!" One of the marines whose name Nikev did not know began to follow Leroy out the back as the Rhino stopped and deployed a speeder bike for them.

Watching the two marines race off on the speeder bike Vera muttered under his breath. "Emperor Protect them for I fear I can no longer help them."

Dastardly Dave wrote:
As for the Deciever, now I think about it, it can't be, its 'the emperors chosen' must be a morphing assassin.

Actually, think more of a Robot morphing assassin from the dark age of technology, further advanced by the Emperor's tinkering into something half alive, and half machine.

Commissar NIkev wrote:Riding in the Rhino they began to discuss the plans for what was to happen next.

"There is a brother out there and he needs us!" Leroy shouted against everyone.

"We need to get to the extraction point." Vera replied calmly.

"Brothers! Would he not do the same!? Would he not come save us if we were in distress? HE WOULD DAMNIT! With that Leroy slammed his fist against the inside of the Rhino.

Nikev and the other Nucians in the Rhino looked in astonishment and fear as these massive men argued between each other. Nikev wondered how Bantine had the nerve to stand up against that one.

"Dammit then! I'll take a speeder bike and I'll save him my damned self!"

"Wait brother! I'll go with you!" One of the marines whose name Nikev did not know began to follow Leroy out the back as the Rhino stopped and deployed a speeder bike for them.

Watching the two marines race off on the speeder bike Vera muttered under his breath. "Emperor Protect them for I fear I can no longer help them."

Looking into the distance Jessica can see a large tank, a rhino. Two space marines on bikes had just left it, and she could see the hatch still open. She yells out, requesting help. She hopes they'll respond, for Space Marines will serve her.

OOC: i don't mind being inactive for a week no big deal, just let me know if something changes with the Time bubble.

OOC: Cba to roleplay properly, or check my spelling (so if I spell something wrong, lay off) 'cause I'm still ill :(. But should be better in a few days. If the following messes anything up, just go ahead and tell me and I'll delete it. But I figure it's a good idea.

The console blipped, and Kartara looked down at her work station. It indicated that a planet had not paid it's tithe this month, and even then it had taken a long time for this to get to this level of command. She loaded up the information into a data-pad and walked over to her superior. "Excuse me, Lieutenant, but I've found this: a planet has not paid it's tithe this month." she told her superior. "What is the planets' name?" she asked. "Naruke II, lieutenant." "This shall be investigated immediately.. if I recall there was some chatter about Tyranids from those Guardsmen stationed at this post, who were being shipped off to that area. I feel that we need to talk to someone with more... influence."

OOC: There's the first part of that. Idea is, we're eventually gonna get some reinforcements. Hope noone minds actually surviving, do they? Don't worry, they're not gonna eat up all the 'nids and make it better... or something. I dunno.

Dastardly Dave wrote:

Darkvoidof40k wrote:OOC: Now that I think about, ker-bleh. Sounds like the deceiver, but in the first we heard of this guy, there was some rubbish about pistons. Well, it's only rubbish if it IS the Deceiver.

Also, Dave, remember, I before E except after C.

Deceiver*

OOC: oh the Irony...

As for the Deciever, now I think about it, it can't be, its 'the emperors chosen' must be a morphing assassin.

Yesterday, I realised how much of a slow I am xDDDD

Someone carry on my character as my laptop is full of virus's and unusable. Getting it fixed soon. Using freinds computer.
Will say when it is fixed. Sorry

OOC: Error detected! Call the Adeptas Computaris... or the 'chanius... w/e. Well, least we know whats up with you, Viking. Noone's really rp'in' atm, so DW. I'm just trying to get back to the capital, so when I do (with Zindler and my mini-marine heroes, we can defend against the attack. Woop dee doo.)

BIC: Afi got high on lho sticks for a couple of weeks. Noone noticed. Little happened. Someone got a badge, that was nice. Little party and reception an' all. They had biscuits, which was good.

'Kay, none of that is true, obv. Just for fun :p, real time, as in over the holiday, there's the explanation. But nah. Y'know what, screw taht. ~shutsthehellup~

OOC: Wow, one person gets a virus computer, one person is gone for a week, and one has been infected by Nurgle!
Thank god I'm okay...wait, spring break is over?

Darkvoidof40k wrote:OOC: Cba to roleplay properly, or check my spelling (so if I spell something wrong, lay off) 'cause I'm still ill :(. But should be better in a few days. If the following messes anything up, just go ahead and tell me and I'll delete it. But I figure it's a good idea.

The console blipped, and Kartara looked down at her work station. It indicated that a planet had not paid it's tithe this month, and even then it had taken a long time for this to get to this level of command. She loaded up the information into a data-pad and walked over to her superior. "Excuse me, Lieutenant, but I've found this: a planet has not paid it's tithe this month." she told her superior. "What is the planets' name?" she asked. "Naruke II, lieutenant." "This shall be investigated immediately.. if I recall there was some chatter about Tyranids from those Guardsmen stationed at this post, who were being shipped off to that area. I feel that we need to talk to someone with more... influence."

OOC: There's the first part of that. Idea is, we're eventually gonna get some reinforcements. Hope noone minds actually surviving, do they? Don't worry, they're not gonna eat up all the 'nids and make it better... or something. I dunno.

Okay....so...you said that there was chatter from some guardsmen....IMO I think you should change that somehow cause I'm sure if there was even a minor Tyrannid threat then the Immperium would quickly swoop down to neutralize it for it may always turn into something much bigger and worse.

Hope you get better soon.

Commissar NIkev wrote:

Darkvoidof40k wrote:OOC: Cba to roleplay properly, or check my spelling (so if I spell something wrong, lay off) 'cause I'm still ill :(. But should be better in a few days. If the following messes anything up, just go ahead and tell me and I'll delete it. But I figure it's a good idea.

The console blipped, and Kartara looked down at her work station. It indicated that a planet had not paid it's tithe this month, and even then it had taken a long time for this to get to this level of command. She loaded up the information into a data-pad and walked over to her superior. "Excuse me, Lieutenant, but I've found this: a planet has not paid it's tithe this month." she told her superior. "What is the planets' name?" she asked. "Naruke II, lieutenant." "This shall be investigated immediately.. if I recall there was some chatter about Tyranids from those Guardsmen stationed at this post, who were being shipped off to that area. I feel that we need to talk to someone with more... influence."

OOC: There's the first part of that. Idea is, we're eventually gonna get some reinforcements. Hope noone minds actually surviving, do they? Don't worry, they're not gonna eat up all the 'nids and make it better... or something. I dunno.

Okay....so...you said that there was chatter from some guardsmen....IMO I think you should change that somehow cause I'm sure if there was even a minor Tyrannid threat then the Immperium would quickly swoop down to neutralize it for it may always turn into something much bigger and worse.

Hope you get better soon.

Shadow of the Warp, silly! Many worlds are overwhelmed without the administorium noticing. There was one case where a world was destroyed and next year a tax collector shows up. Also, the Tyranid attack was a complete surprise.

Im using my parents laptop without them knowing if i post anything okay? And I'm not likely to be able to carry on the rp due to upcoming exams so please carry on the character.
(And Dark void: nice)

Ok, I'm back from my conference, and wow... there has been almost no RPing, thanks for waiting all! Anyway, I'll post more later as it's getting late, but my Character'll need someone to come and rescue him and his squad from their barricade in some heroic fashion. (I'm looking at you Katavus/Nikev )

IC: (the time bubble unlocked)

Jansen and his squad were pouring an unceasing volume of fire into the hordes, but for every shot they fired, and for every pus filled daemon they killed, two more shambled a little closer to the ramshackle barricade...

"Sir, I haven't picked up a single vox signal since we entered this place, and my life-sign transmitter has stopped working" shouted Sergeant Karish over the crack of the lasguns.

"So the Commissar has no Idea we're still alive?"

"Affirmative Sir!"

Jansen, along with the rest of his squad, knew what this meant, there was no help coming, and only divine intervention could save them know...

"Keep firing Men! We'll take down as many of these scumbags as we can! For the Emperor!"

OOC: Just wondering, what does everyone think of my RPing posts so far? Am I being ott? Can you all understand my posts? I'd just like generall feedback, thanks.

I like them. Welcome back!
She steps into the Rhino, and all of the men inside look up is shock. She approaches the one dressed as an officer, and I show him an icon in the palm of her hand, before the man has a chance to yell. It was a golden eagle, sitting on a skull.

OOC: Thanks, Viking. I'll just RP your charry for now.
Dave, tbh, it's all pretty good... but you don't put enough description into it. Your posts are pretty much just speech seperated by a blank line. Sure, it's great and it's well written, but no description of the enemy (except there's loads of them) for example, in the last post you did.

Anyway, on another note if anyone cares, Katavus is still around for the holiday. He joined one of my RP's earlier.

Although, guys, I'm going away for 2-3 days. Relatives
But I'll be taking my Laptop and I might be able to get a WiFi connection in a pub or something, so I'll keep you guys posted on that.

Klawz, wouldn't guardsmen be in a Chimera? Or did you say at some point they were SM's? I don't remember. oO

BIC: Arkus and co. are still wandering around killing 'Nids.

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That's all for now unless I post with my laptop.


Oh yeah, Dave, it's not OTT. But it doesn't cover much time, maybe the space of 30 seconds? Because those Nurgle Daemons... against flashlights. Think game terms: 6's to wound, isn't it? Then the 4+ save and FNP I do believe.

ALSO just a suggestion, but incase anyone becomes busy (which tends to happen during holidays) maybe we should just freeze the RP where it is until after the holiday, to make sure everyone's back. I dunno, what do you guys think?

OOC: sure, i agree to that

Darkvoidof40k wrote:
Klawz, wouldn't guardsmen be in a Chimera? Or did you say at some point they were SM's? I don't remember. oO

They were traveling with SMs. And yes, it probably would be a good idea to freeze it until everyone's back.

Crap.....Wait......I don't understand this freezing.....you all must be in the same time zone area or something because I know nothing of this. I'm in America and I don't have any holiday's comming up anymore(Just got off Spring Break from school) sooo.....what are you guys talking about.

Dave- I don't know what your gonna wanna do...I mean I'm in a Rhino so the coms may be better. Your character could send something and be caught on the Rhino and we send a vehicle back so you can catch up....(of Course this will be after the unfreeze of the post.)

DarkVoid- We wouldn't be in a Chimera....Scout Marines saved my troop and we are traveling in what they brought....a Rhino XD

Dave- Personaly I enjoy your posts.....I actually like the way you seperate the lines with space.this is actually my first RP and your "style" i guess you'd call it really stuck with me. Thats why I type the way I type. ^.^

Shas- Even though you told me to control the Marines you should everyone in a while even if its small ad something for Vera and the Marines with the Guard. I'll write the long things for Leroy and the other guy.

Also DarkVoid - Is your character still in trouble. Because I had 2 Scout Marines leave the main troop I'm with to come and save you. Do you still want Shas's Marines to rescue you?

Of course all the things will be once the unfreeze takes place. :/

Okay and Klawz....I need you as well to tell me about this being you are.....I know people hear figured it out but I cannot find where you are named. PLus I don't know how to react if I have no Idea what you are....other than put a bolt round in your head cause all commissars are Xeno-Phobic jk jk I'm not Xeno-Phobic....I just don't like that which looks like it could kill me ^.^

OOC: I'm not so sure, I'd quite like to continue. If everyone else is unable to continue however, I'd be happy to stop for the week. I would prefer to continue though.

I've just read the 'reinforcement' story post, and, if you don't mind me saying this, I think you should change it slightly, as tyranids are viewed as an extremely serious threat, and would warrant a big response, as well as obscuring all coms due to SitW. Also, due to the nature of the Imperium, Tithes would not be monthly, or even yearly, they would most likely be paid every ten years (this is nitpicking, but I do have a reason).

If you change the post to make it 4 years ago when the planet stopped paying taxes due to corrupt governing. This would have happened just after the Genestealer Infestation, and provides the CSM with a background reason to be there: the corrupt government turned to nurgle to combat the genestealers. This went unnoticed by the Red scorpions.

So, to sum it up in a DLS (I wish) timeline fashion:

8.462.535.M41: A Genestealer Cult reveals itself in Naruke South, several PDF regiments are mobilized in the defence of the City, as well as the Planets Guard Regiments. The planets high government, already quite corrupt, turns to Nurgle to help fight the genestealers.

7.481.535.M41: A group of dissident polititians who were against turning to Nurgle form an alliance with a group of Eldar Pathfinders from Craftworld Ulthwe, who are investigating a mysterious artifact on the planet, as well as combating Nurgle's forces, who they have a millenia old grudge against. The Eldar help the dissidents construct a Psycic distress beacon (the circular room) which is intercepted by a company of Red Scorpions who are on patrol in the area, and Commissar Nikev.

7.553.535.M41: The main group of corrupt polititians discovers the dissident group, and with the help of Nurgle, kills them all, accidentaly disrupting the mysterious device, causing the whole of Naruke South to be trapped in time bubble, which is 5 days ahead of the rest of the world. No-one can enter or leave the time bubble at this time. The Device teleports itself to a 'safe' place underneath a ruin near Naruke west, which is currently unnaffected.

7.556.535.M41: Nurgle's forces turn on their former 'allies', as well as the entire city, turning everyone into plaugebearing zombies. This inadvertantly kills off all the Genestealers in naruke south, although they still have a large presence in Naruke's Capital, Navar. The rest of the planet is unaware of the events, and the government in Navar is still 'allied' with Nurgle, who are working on killing the Genestealers there. The planets Tithe of Exactis Tertius is not paid.

3.328.536.M41: A company of Red Scorpions Marines arrive in-system, causing what remains of the government to begin a large cover-up scheme, hiding all evidence of their alleigance with Nurgle.

3.346.536.M41: The Red Scorpions make planetfall, and purge the remaining genestealers from the planet, with the help of a contingient of Mechanium they have with them. They are unable to penetrate the time lock surrounding Naruke South, so place the entire area in quarantine. The process of constructing a base for the Mechanium begins on Naruke II's Moon. The planet enjoys relative peace. Some Tech-Priests become hosts for genestealers.

4.759.580.M41: Commisar Nikev arrives on the planet, with a small contingent of Nucian Guardsmen.

8.***.585.M41: The Shadow in the Warp blocks all outgoing communications from the system, system wide communication is still possible however, and the planet remains unaware of the danger. The Officio Administorium becomes aware of the planets lack of taxes, and tries to contact the planet.

5.472.590.M41: At this time, the underground forces of Nurgle, who have remained undetected, discover the Device hidden near Naruke West, and begin experiments on it. The Mecanicum, which by now is roughly 50% under Genestealer control, learns of the existence of the device, and secretly begins hunting for it.

4.500.591.M41: The Officio administorium fails to make contact with Naruke II, due to the shadow in the warp, and dispatches a force to investigate why it has not been paying taxes.

4.936.592.M41: While travelling towards a mission set for him by Inquisitor Orianus Augustus, Novitiate Jansen Ragnar arrives on planet, while waiting for the freigter he was travelling on to be re-stocked and re-fueled. At roughly the same time, a rouge blood angel marine arrives on planet.

6.104.593.M41: A splinter fleet of Hive Fleet Leviathan arrives and takes control of the Mechanium Moon. The Mechanium keeps this secret from the rest of the planet, with difficulty. The red scorpions, however, detect the fleet and begins preparations, as does Jansen Ragnar.

3.107.593.M41: The Tyranids arrive on planet, and take Naruke East. Jansen Ragnar sets off the Device, after beating a load of Genstealers, and is teleported to Naruke South, along with a group of Guardsmen under the command of Commisar Nikev, who is in the area. The Time Bubble is weakened, and people can now enter and Leave Naruke south. The Forces of Nurgle begin to spill out, and the Red Scorpions discover the Governments Treachery.

I think that ties everything up nicely,
The rest is yet to happen.

In answer to your Question Nikev, they want to stop RPing for the rest of this week, as it is a holiday over here in Britain atm.

I've created a datasheet about Naruke II, so If you want to see it and make any changes, I'll post it here.

Info on the Imperial Dating System can be found here: (I've used the first number to represent accuracy, rather than degrees of separation from Terra)
http://wh40k.lexicanum.com/wiki/Imperial_Dating_System

++BROTHERS THESE FOUL HERETICS SHALL FEEL THE PAIN OF THE EMPERORS WRAITH!++

As Salen moved among the rubble where he had last seen brother Mathius, As he rounded the corner of a building he saw Mathius in all his glory fighting off what looked like a giant with every gift of nurgle that could be conceived.

As he charged foward shouting litanies of hate and informing his brothers of the threat he watched from a distance that seemed to keep growing as he saw Mathius fight as bravely as any brother could have fought against such a foe.

As Mathius fought against this daemon giant, Salen charged forward knowing that he would be full well be too late to assist Mathius, He had already seen that Mathius had taken a grievous wound to the left leg just above the knee which was already clotted.

Mathius and the Daemon fought on a slightly raised area of road that had risen from an earthquaker shell near by, the Daemon struck out at Mathius who ducked low and lost his balance on his bad leg and with that slight opening the daemon took advantage of the opening and brought the full weight of a leman russ battle tank in weight down on Mathius.

Salen knew that Astartes were durable but with a hit like that there would be little chance left of Mathius surviving.

Salen shouted out a litany of hate and a small prayer for his brother that had fallen in battle against such a foe. As his other battle brothers came around the corner and brought their holy bolters to sight they opened fire screaming hate filled the open air and was almost as loud as the sound of the bolters themselves.

The daemon was under extreme fire and flesh was being shredded off almost as fast as the flesh was growing back. The amount of fire the daemon was taking was not going to stop it however it was making the beast stop and attempt to gain ground against the onslaught of fire.

As all this was happening Salen slowly approached the daemon crozius in hand and bolt pistol in the other speaking litanies of hate and prayers of protection for his battle brothers.

He opened his vox speakers and yelled to the daemon

++BACK TO THE FOUL WARP FROM WHERE YOU CAME HERETIC++

the daemon looked down at the small figure in comparison to its size raised an arm and brought down expecting to smash this foe into two; however the crozius came up in a flash and the arm of the daemon fell in a blink of an eye. As the daemon raised its stump up in surprise to look at where its arm had been he took his eyes away from the foe, who was now in the air from a jump that would seem impossible to mortal men.

Salen lunged in fury and anger up towards the daemon with his crozius in his hand he brought it down onto the daemons head and sliced deep in the foul tissue where the head had rested.

DIE FOUL SCUM muttered Salen as he jumped off the shoulders of the daemon where he had stood. As he landed he looked to his brothers in his squad.

Brothers there is a large amount of heresy in this city.

++And WE the emperors chosen are going to purge it.++

The squad moved south east toward what they had thought to be a remaining guard unit that would be holding. After 15 minutes of battle formation moving they outside microphones picked up what sounded like combat. The squad picked up the pace and as they came upon the back or a bunker they noticed that in front of the bunker there was a shrinking horde of nurgle daemons. As the squad approached the rear of the bunker Salen decided that the men in the bunker had to be of pure of soul.

++BROTHERS THE EMPEROR HAS PROTECTED THESE MEN++

+LET US AID HIM IN THIS TASK BROTHERS+

Dastardly Dave - I like that time line....although I never really was with the Space Marines to start with but I could dig your line. also its Nucian not Nuvian ^.^

But about your timeline with the Eldar. Would they be making a return? or are they gone for good?

Commissar NIkev wrote:Dastardly Dave - I like that time line....although I never really was with the Space Marines to start with but I could dig your line. also its Nucian not Nuvian ^.^

But about your timeline with the Eldar. Would they be making a return? or are they gone for good?

I've fixed the Nucian bit, and according to the timeline, you weren't with the Sms, you just happened to intercept the psycic distress beacon at the same time as them. I was envisaging that as the request to the meeting you mentioned in your sign up post. The distress siginal would have asked to meet up to help liberate the world, and also explains why Shas'Os SMs went to the Ruins, they were the ones chosen to meet up with the Dissidents. Not with your men, although the siginal was so vague it was taken to mean you. They otherwise have no reason for being there.

In slightly clearer terms, the message was an Invitation to a meeting. It was very vague and didn't mention nurgle's forces, or anything else except for the fact the planet was in grave danger. It was so vague in fact, that the shas's space marines thought it was you they were supposed to meet, and vice versa. (thats the impression I got from your posts at least.)

I'll leave the eldar bit up to klawz, he can decide whether they will be coming back.

EDIT: Just re-read the thread, and noticed your bit about eldar, in that case, I'll try to continue them according to your wishes. Would it be alright if we used eldar from Craftword Saldo-Hann (my Saim-hann offshoot with no avatar and less bikes, the colour scheme can be found in my gallery)? Or did you have another craftworld in mind?

Dastardly Dave wrote:

Commissar NIkev wrote:

EDIT: Just re-read the thread, and noticed your bit about eldar, in that case, I'll try to continue them according to your wishes. Would it be alright if we used eldar from Craftword Saldo-Hann (my Saim-hann offshoot with no avatar and less bikes, the color scheme can be found in my gallery)? Or did you have another craftworld in mind?

Well in accordance to the Eldar I was only going to add them because I was writing something else that was a branch off of this thread and was going to have them intertwined. I was going to use the Craftworld Ulthwe because it is said that the eldar god Isha is held hostage by Nurgle and I had thought of a whole story to involve my home planet being attacked by Nurgle and the Eldar saving us and us joining them in their quest to save Isha(As for breaking from the Imperium they pretty much left us to die, Eldar saved us, we pretend to be with the Imperium but secretly work with the eldar. But......I may just have them come to the rescue and save the characters that I've already posted in the story thread that I typed, but you can definetly add the Saim-Hann.

yea I know there is a lot of unnecessary information in there but I felt it was necessary =/
also it felt like Jibba Jabba to me so if it sounds like that to you please tell me so I can clarify =/
and thanks for the Change of Nuvian to Nucian ^.^