The planet Tannerith is one of three planets in the Chicarkis system in the galactic south, at the furthest of the Imperium's boundry of known and controlled space. Tannerith is a remote world, with a limited population of thirty-six million. It is self sustaining, and it produces everything it needs. Compared to most of the worlds in the Imperium's iron grip, it is a paradise, although it is little in comparison to the garden and paradise worlds. While it hasn't paid it's annual tithes for more than three decades, this has gone overlooked in the beauracratic nightmare that is the administratum. Its surface is mostly desert, and geysers are abundant in the more southern regions of the planet. On the northen area of the planet, there are large deposits of minerals, rocks, and mountains. There are many strange gases in the atmosphere that are high in the sky, that the people harness for power and other reasons. City's are scattered around the planet, and it has nothing in the way of "proper" defenses, but at the edge of the galaxy, the planet has been attacked many times, and the populace have had to look out for themselves. Their military force, which takes up only several thousand of their populace, mostly uses weaponry such as autoweapons, and while they have very few of the specialised weapons such as powerfists and power weapons, the blades cut from the unique minerals in the north are as sharp and strong as any other in the Imperium. The planet's craftsmen, builders and architects have created their own baracades and defenses from which to repell alien invaders, and the city's are heavily defended. The populace is stubbornly resiliant and independant, and most are highly skilled in their own profession. Most jobs stay the same within a family, the offspring of a family being apprenticed in the work of their parents in most cases. The planets population live in relitive prosperity, and while not particularly devout in the teachings and ways of the Ecclesiarchy, they still believe the Emperor is "God" in the loosest term, and often look to him for spiritual and social guidance. The people are usually a happy folk, and the amazingly beautiful blue rings around their planet make for the biggest attraction for systems all around. One of the other planets is a feral world, ruled over by nomadic warrior tribes, and it is a cold, white world of snow, ice and mountains, with truly epic creatures competing for survival and dominance with each other and the humans. The other world is highly secretive, and while the people of Tannerith have space capabilities, they have no reasons to use them; they have no wish to disturb the anarchic ice world, content to let its inhabitants' civilisation develop naturally, and the other planet appears to be military ruled, and any attempts to enter the planets atmosphere has resulted in the destruction of all craft by the planets' three massive space stations.

All three planets are independant of each other, but against the coming darkness, will they have to unite?



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Right, this takes place on Tannerith. I won't reveal the plot yet. If you want to join in in an adventure for survival, then fill out a character sheet below:

Character name:
Character age:
Character profession:
Character personality:
Character appearance:
Character height:
Character equipment:
Character bio/background story:



If you want to make this more random and easier/interesting for yourself, use the link below to get information for a character and then fill out the form above.

http://suptg.thisisnotatrueending.com/dhadvanced.html (please pick "Imperial World" when working out the character, and ignore the career options, and if you use the random background generator, please change the career choices to something else, and feel free to change the names if you see it fit.)


I shall be the DM in this, and hopefully we'll all have some fun.

EDIT: if you can find some sort of picture that you want your character to look like, then please, feel free to post it. BUT don't do it if you're gonna make a blacksmith look like He'stan.

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These are the only weapons and vehicles (and the number) the military can use:

Units:
Chimera x43 (utilizes acidic gas spewer, and autocannon)
Bane Wolf x27
Hydra Flak tank x10
Valkyrie x16
Leman Russ Exterminator x4
Leman Russ Punisher x8
Sentinals x17
Rough Rider units x3
Veteran units x67
Heavy weapons squads - too many to put a number on it!
Infantry squads - too many to put a number on it!
Platoon command squads - too many to put a number on it!
Special weapons squads - too many to put a number on it!
Company command squads - too many to put a number on it!
'Ecclesiarchal' Priests - x26

Weapons:
any weapon that utilizes bullets; autoweapons, machine guns, etc etc
Tannerithian blades - made by the best craftsmen on the planet with the strongest and sharpest resources on the planet, very reliable and cuts through most materials. Only gifted to the very best sword wielders. Two handed swords/axes are basically Relic Blades from the SM codex, minus the power weapon bit.
Normal blades - Swords/knives/daggers/combat blades all made from standard metals, such as steel.
Other weapons - Warhammers, two-handed swords, axes, spears - anything with a blade. Many take a great pride in their martial ability, but it is deemed unskilled and pathetic to use such weapons like knuckledusters etc.
Missile Launchers
Frag grenades
Gas grenades, various types.
Bolt weapons (function using powerful toxins and gases inside standard bolt shell unlike boltguns in the rest of the imperium, but no less potent. Hellfire rounds are extremely common, and veteran units regularly have boltgun wielders amongst their ranks)
Gas/toxin/acid spewers


ARMOUR TYPES/game equivelant save:
Leather/--
Mesh/6+
Flak/5+
Carapace/4+
Tannerite/3+ (made from aforementioned uber rocks . Only about a dozen in existance, and don't let that 3+ game equivelant fool you, it's nowhere near as good as power armour! Best protection someone on the planet could get though..)


Players/characters involved currently:

Cadet_Commissar_Ludd ~ Niall Seregath

Scrazza ~ Tor Virgil

gutseren ~ Gutseren Killith (DECEASED)

Ghosty ~ Castella

Asherian Command ~ Roger Huston

This is my first time doing anything like this so feel free to correct me if I get anything wrong, by the way, Dark I love your fluff!!!(main reason I joined this crazy game )

Character name: Niall Seregath

Character age: early 24

Character job: junior officer in planetary defence force

Character personality: traditional officer, does everything 'by the book' in his younger brother's words: "a right old starch ar*e"

Character appearance: quite short black hair, dark green eyes, long face, commissar like great coat in a dark green to match his eyes

Character height: 6 foot 4 inches (1.9 metres)

Character equipment: Specialist 'Kraken' gas pistol, short combat knife, snub nosed auto-pistol, lighter and notebook and pen
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Character bio/background story:
Niall was his parent's first child, his mother Caon worked in the administratum and his father Aeln was a revered tech-worker, having been trained by a tech-adept of the mechanicum during an earlier excursion into the nearby system, in one of the many armoury manafactorums in the hive. Then, Caon to her second son Jorgan. Jorgan, from the age of four was extremely tender to his "mama" but would go into great rages at his father, older brother and just about anyone else.
Unfortunately, when Jorgan was nine, Caon was killed by a heretic who had stolen a pistol from Aeln's armoury and forced his way into the adminiatratum building killing half a dozen people before being taken down. Aeln thought of himself as personally responsible for Caon's death, after this, Aeln went into a depressive spiral often destructive and very rarely sober in it's path. So a thirteen year old Niall was forced to bring up the troublesome Jorgan whilst trying to avoid his father's deadly temper. Over this period, Niall built up strict regimes and schedules to try and escape the terrible rage of his father and his brother's mood swings. Four years past, Niall was seventeen and Jorgan was thirteen, looking for strict order, discipline and a way to escape the hell that was his home, he signed up to the planetary defence force. On the day of his recruitment, Aeln came over to his oldest son and gave him a small package, looking inside, Niall saw a exquisitely crafted pistol. "One of my best" were his father's gruff words as he limped out of the room.
Two years later, and Niall had risen to Junior officer, his strict attitude to discipline and astounding marksmanship earning him a special place among the officer cadre. Four days after his promotion, he received an urgent message from his father explaining that Jorgan, who had threatened it several times had run away from home. As Niall stared down with blank disinterest at the poor quality paper in his hand, he took out his lighter and lit the transcript, letting it burn to ash...
EDIT-I removed the lucky scarf, didn't seem very likely that my character would believe in luck.

Thank you .

For Niall's age.. might I suggest you give an actual number? About 24 at the minimum.. I mean, you're a conscript at the age of 12-18 or something like that.. so you'd have risen pretty quickly, even though there are regular Pirate and alien attacks.

I take it you used the generator to some extent then?

Also, I'm a bit dubious about that Plasma pistol.. as I said, they don't have las weapons and stuff like that.. I mean, obviously, it's possible for a weapon like that to get into the system, just incrediably unlikely..

I think you should change the special plasma pistol to a special autopistol.

Also, on the note of plasma stuff, as stated in my OP, the inhabitants of the planet use gases in the atmosphere unique to the planet (possibly..) as energy to power their cities, and use it as propellant and energy for their weapons. Their grenades, for example, explode outwards in a "wave" of pressurised gas or something like that, doing the same thing frag nades do in the 40k game. They do also have frags . Other gas nades are actually used to gas enemies.

But other than that, their auto weapons are powered or whatever the term is (I'm no gun expert) to fire. Also, if this gas is released from a weapon, it just goes back into the atmosphere. Super natural recycling ftw!

So, basically, these weapons are no-no's:
Plasma
Laser (They could quite easily produce these types of weapons, and they use lasers for other things like surgery, but it is the preferance of the military to use autoweapons)
Flamethrowers (the equivelants instead fire poisonous/toxic/acidic etc gas)
Chain weapons
Power weapons, Power fists, Lightning claws etc etc


That's all I can be bothered to think of for now..

Thanks Dark, no I did not use the generator at all for this bit of fluff, will edit my original post as per suggestions to make this RP work.
I'm thinking for the 'kraken' pistol, maybe like a sort of variant splinter pistol, any ideas on that?

Cadet_Commissar_Ludd wrote:Thanks Dark, no I did not use the generator at all for this bit of fluff, will edit my original post as per your requirements.

O.O

"Requirements" - more along the lines of suggestions to make this RP work.. buuut..

Check out the generator anyway, it's pretty awesome!

Name: Tor Virgil
Age: 22
Job: Veteran trooper in the PDF. regiment: 17th Infantry regiment.
Personality: Young and with fire in his belly, Virgil always wants to prove hiself to the rest of his squad. Especially to his sergeant. Most of the time Virgil is a quite young man, having accepted that he would probably never leave the planet, and that he always will be PDF. In his time off, Virgil likes to read books or go to the local pub for some "amusement".
Appearance: see picture. as seen fit for a PDF guardsman.
Height: 1.85 meters
equipment: Flak armour, autogun, long crafted combat knife,frag grenades.
Bio/Background: Tor is the son of Keri his mother and Mirt his father. His Father died when Tor was 15 years old and was a junior officer in the pdf. His mother was a factory worker. she had an accident and got killed working in the factory when Tor was 19. following the tradition of the planet, Tor joined the pdf. when he was 16. his drill-sergeant noticed the talent in the kid. After 4 years Virgil finished his training and got his private stripes at the age of 22.

generator does look pretty sweet, but as this is my first character, I wanted to make it all up myself.

THIS IS WIN:




Anyway, thanks for joining Scrazza! But, this planet doesn't have stormtroopers nor hellguns I'm afraid, sorry to reign on your parade there.


WILL POST MORE TOMORROW!

well then, I'll edit it then. Let's see......

edited: is it better?

oh I also found an awesome site. It contains 86 pages of 40k related artwork both by fans and rulebook art. Some of these artworks are quite qood for you appearance picture. mine came from this site too.

http://www.google.be/imgres?imgurl=http://suptg.thisisnotatrueending.com/archive/1686757/images/1210261074977.jpg&imgrefurl=http://fok.dow-mods.com/viewtopic.php%3Ff%3D115%26p%3D68574&usg=__ZtpJ2CABOOXke16aXDEMTrTrzaE=&h=921&w=697&sz=455&hl=nl&start=447&itbs=1&tbnid=gvARsXaVDzHr5M:&tbnh=147&tbnw=111&prev=/images%3Fq%3Dimperial%2Bguard%2B40k%2Bartwork%26start%3D440%26hl%3Dnl%26sa%3DN%26gbv%3D2%26ndsp%3D20%26tbs%3Disch:1

Character name: Gutseren (Iron Hands) Killith
Character age: 35
Character job: Blacksmith/Weapons maker
Character personality: A humorous man that can make a joke out of anything. Also a bit of a famous marksman in his city
Character appearance: Relatively long blond hair. Green eyes. A very muscular fit man
Character height: 6' 3"
Character equipment: Specially crafted One-handed sword, along with a High powered gas pistol. He also crafted a suit of armor strong enough to withstand some of the galaxies strongest weapons, yet light enough that he loses very little mobility
Character bio/background story: Gutseren really had no troubles throughout his life, had a fun younger brother and a cool best friend that both enlisted in the guard, he ;however, took up his father's job as a blacksmith and surpassed even the greatest on the planet Tannerith. Never finding a lack of pay thanks to the guard he is a wealthy man who loves his city and planet.

Cadet_Commissar_Ludd wrote:generator does look pretty sweet, but as this is my first character, I wanted to make it all up myself.

Thata boy! Never use a internet generator for a character...its best if they come from the generator that is the mind!



And Dark....If my character Nikev joins....he's going to have a weapons that you would not want on here....him and his small band of troopers.

Scrazza wrote:oh I also found an awesome site. It contains 86 pages of 40k related artwork both by fans and rulebook art. Some of these artworks are quite qood for you appearance picture. mine came from this site too.

http://www.google.be/imgres?imgurl=http://suptg.thisisnotatrueending.com/archive/1686757/images/1210261074977.jpg&imgrefurl=http://fok.dow-mods.com/viewtopic.php%3Ff%3D115%26p%3D68574&usg=__ZtpJ2CABOOXke16aXDEMTrTrzaE=&h=921&w=697&sz=455&hl=nl&start=447&itbs=1&tbnid=gvARsXaVDzHr5M:&tbnh=147&tbnw=111&prev=/images%3Fq%3Dimperial%2Bguard%2B40k%2Bartwork%26start%3D440%26hl%3Dnl%26sa%3DN%26gbv%3D2%26ndsp%3D20%26tbs%3Disch:1

that is fulll of win...

even more win than dark's picture!

Tra laa, thanks for that website Scrazza

you welcome! good choice!

Im in.



Character name: Castella
Character age: 29
Character job: Sergeant of the local Arbites(or whatever substitutes for arbits on this world)
Character personality: Castella is a B*tch. She made her way to Sergeant through backstabbing, and cruelty. She is mean, and will do anything to get the job done. Anything.
Character appearance: Like picture, but with a shotgun instead of lasgun. She has tanned skin, and her eyes are grey. She has hair dyed bright red. She has lots of tattoos, like in picture
Character Background: Castella's mum and dad both served as Arbitrators in her home city. They worked hard, and tried to uphold the law justly. Castella however, was a bit of a pyromaniac in her youth, and enjoyed to set things alight, just to see them wilt and die. Her parents were initially concerned, but put it down to her just learning the ways of the world. When Castella made her choice, and said she wanted to join up, her parents were proud of her. However, she got turfed to another city, and without her parents guiding light, she quickly fell into dark ways, and became the twisted scourge of friends and foe alike she is today. She was accused of setting a suspect on fire in his own hab, but it was never proved. Because of this, she gained the name 'blazing B*tch' by her work colleagues.
Character Equipment: Shotgun, 12 shells (manstopper) Knife x2, stub pistol (prone to jam) ID, Dogtags (stolen from a PDF) a pack of matches, and a home made tear gas grenade.

Character height: 5'10

glad you joined. and glad that site helped lol!

love it ghosty, absolutely inspired

Why thankyou I predict many a thing will be burned. And that stub gun WILL jam. 'nuff said.

Scratch that.

This website is awesome! Thanks, Scrazza!



PLANETARY OFFICIALS (GOVERNOR IS THE ONE IN THE MIDDLE):




MAN IN CHARGE OF THE MILITARY (Dekko Gunner):





NOW these are the only weapons and vehicles (and the number) the military can use:

Units:
Chimera x43 (utilizes acidic gas spewer, and autocannon)
Bane Wolf x27
Hydra Flak tank x10
Valkyrie x16
Leman Russ Exterminator x4
Leman Russ Punisher x8
Sentinals x17
Rough Rider units x3
Veteran units x67
Heavy weapons squads - too many to put a number on it!
Infantry squads - too many to put a number on it!
Platoon command squads - too many to put a number on it!
Special weapons squads - too many to put a number on it!
Company command squads - too many to put a number on it!
'Ecclesiarchy' Priests - x26

Weapons:
any weapon that utilizes bullets; autoweapons, machine guns, etc etc
Tannerithian blades - made by the best craftsmen on the planet with the strongest and sharpest resources on the planet, very reliable and cuts through most materials. Only gifted to the very best sword wielders. Two handed swords/axes are basically Relic Blades from the SM codex, minus the power weapon bit.
Normal blades - Swords/knives/daggers/combat blades all made from standard metals, such as steel.
Other weapons - Warhammers, two-handed swords, axes, spears - anything with a blade. Many take a great pride in their martial ability, but it is deemed unskilled and pathetic to use such weapons like knuckledusters etc.
Missile Launchers
Frag grenades
Gas grenades, various types.
Bolt weapons (function using powerful toxins and gases inside standard bolt shell unlike boltguns in the rest of the imperium, but no less potent. Hellfire rounds are extremely common, and veteran units regularly have boltgun wielders amongst their ranks)
Gas/toxin/acid spewers


Anyway, anything else is . NIkev, I know you're obsessed with Commissar Nikev and his nucians, but I'm afraid if you want to join this RP, you're going to have to just make up a new character.


Also, the PDF is split up into "cells". Each major city will have a garrison of roughly 500 + vehicles. Places such as farmland outposts, manufactorums, gas collection points, water collection/filtration sites, and the great mining facility's in the north are all also guarded quite heavily, especially with built-in anti-air/land turrets and gun points, with each of them being a small fortress like site; with steep high walls, gates and whatnot. They will have a garrison of about 25-50, with one or two vehicles for transportation/combat etc.

Me wants more plot!!!!

Cadet_Commissar_Ludd wrote:Me wants more plot!!!!

You've had breakfast, wait for lunch.
^ not literally



Hmm.. I think I'll start the RP tonight or tomorrow. If I do more tonight, it'll be at about 7:30 pm onwards.

cool.... will definitely be online 7pm onwards
Ludd out

Little extra:


ARMOUR TYPES/game equivelant save:
Leather/--
Mesh/6+
Flak/5+
Carapace/4+
Tannerite/3+ (made from aforementioned uber rocks . Only about a dozen in existance, and don't let that 3+ game equivelant fool you, it's nowhere near as good as power armour! Best protection someone on the planet could get though..)



EDIT:

More extra:

Players/characters involved currently:

Cadet_Commissar_Ludd ~ Niall Seregath
Scrazza ~ Tor Virgil
gutseren ~ Gutseren Killith
Ghosty ~ Castella



Anyway, the RP HAS NOT started yet, this is just a lil' taster for you:

They'd been allowed to land without a problem inside one of the major cities! What luck! Karl thought, Their AA must be all bust. He smiled, and looked around the corner - Two dozen PDF's were holding position behind cover. Karl looked back around to his men. "Ready?" he asked.
"Check."
"All lights are green, boss."
"Wait, argh.. my stubber's jammed.. just got..to.. there we go. Let's do this boss!"
Karl looked back around. There was a tall man, with a flowing cloak, long hair and a sword that looked roughly a metre long at his side. The man's voice boomed out, "Pirate! I have a proposition for you! You have no other choice, either way, you're surrounded by snipers already."
Karl cursed as he saw red crosshairs appear on all of his men, and himself.
"What is it that you propose?" he shouted back angrily.
"Fight me, in one-on-one combat. If you kill me, you may leave the planet. If I win, you will all die."
Karl stepped out. Gratifyingly, non of the PDFs opened fire. Karl drew his power sword - an antique weapon he'd stolen from a reliquary a few systems away. It crackled with powerful energy. The pirate roared and ran at his opponant. The Imperial brought his sword up in a wide arc, crashing into Karl's sword with unexpected force. What was even more unexpected was, that his opponants' weapon was not cleaved in two by the powersword, and that his blade was sent flying from his hand, and embedded in the ground several metres away. Catching him while he was off balance, the man kicked him in the stomach, sending him to the ground.

"No! Please! I'll do anything, no! No!" The pirate begged and whimpered at Dekko's feet, groveling on his knees. Dekko mearly spat in his face and denounced him as a traitor, before decapitating in one smooth swing of his Tannerithian sword. The corpse fell over. Four other pirates broke cover, yelling profanities at Dekko as they ran towards him. They were all dead before they'd taken three steps in his direction. The Supreme Commander merely smiled as four snipers displaced themselves from the shadows.

Cool, I'm liking it so far, good fluff.

nice fluff already.
O_O do I see helguns and powerswords on those planetary officials?

I see you included veteran units, Dark. Could you be so kind to come up with names for those veteran units? If my character can't be a stormtrooper, I sure want him to be part of another veteran unit.

OK, as this is my first RPG, I've got a few questions:
1. Am I based in Tannerith? I'm assuming I am.
2. Are there any rules once the RP gets under way?
3. Should I do my posts in first person or third person
i.e I loaded my pistol and fired it. or Niall loaded his pistol and fired it.

Cadet_Commissar_Ludd wrote:OK, as this is my first RPG, I've got a few questions:
1. Am I based in Tannerith? I'm assuming I am.
2. Are there any rules once the RP gets under way?
3. Should I do my posts in first person or third person
i.e I loaded my pistol and fired it. or Niall loaded his pistol and fired it.

2 yea, of course, your character isn't god so you have to be sure to not make him do god-like things ex. Jumping 10000 feet into the air, lifting cars, eating babies.
3 you play your character, not yourself. So you would sai Niall load his pistol, than ate a baby.


and you lie, your in Pelvic hammer.....thats considered an RP......Commissar Ludd in there is your character.

Fair point Mr Nikev, thankyou for reminding me.

can't wait for this RPG to start!

With Veteran squads, they're just normal Veterans.. nothing like "infiltration" or whatever.. they have nowhere to infiltrate.

And whoever is talking about being stationed on the planet - yes, your character is. There is nowhere else for them to be..

loud and clear.

Ready when you are...

...we' re waiting for the green light and ready to start

Come in, this is flight 375 waiting for permission to take off, over

we're all online except gutseren...

don't worry ludd. I bet Darkvoid is working on the fluff behind this RPG.

WAIT there was no heresy.. damn I just deleted this post... :(

Darkvoidof40k wrote:

You bet wrong ..

I lost a lot of money on you....

so you better start Dark

Niall was lying on his back playing with his small lighter, he heard a noise and looked up to the entrance of his small, well kept quarters, it was a messenger, one of the unlucky sods who got picked to spend their time running up and down the compound delivering orders. Niall fixed him with a stare, observed the dozens of imperfections in the young trooper's uniform, the messenger's features turned to a terrified, quaking mass, Niall had that effect on people and it was an effect he enjoyed using, frequently. Niall stood up, his tall frame filling the doorway, grabbed the missive and slammed the door in the messenger's face, he got off lightly. On the paper were orders for him to take a squad and patrol downtown, there had been rumours of dissent. Niall then held his lighter to the orders, as was his custom.
(I'll get the ball rolling, you go from there Dark)

Are Adeptus Artibtes Accepted or no?

Asherian Command wrote:Are Adeptus Artibtes Accepted or no?

Look on the previous page, we've got a Arbites badass, feel free to join...

Yeah! I'll make the character in like 1 hour.

Asherian Command wrote:Are Adeptus Artibtes Accepted or no?

No. The military generally keeps order as they only defend the planet, so they have to do other stuff as well.

but ghosty's character is the sergeant of the local arbites...

Cadet_Commissar_Ludd wrote:but ghosty's character is the sergeant of the local arbites...

Arbites/whatever I said.. same thing..

I am confused.

Scrazza wrote:I am confused.

The planet has no adeptas arbites for law inforcement, the military keep things peaceful.. not that anything bad really happens anyway, it's a peaceful planet with a happy and prosperant populace, so crime is virtually non-existant.


Also,

Scrazza wrote:nice fluff already.
O_O do I see helguns and powerswords on those planetary officials?

Maybe... anyway, there are no images specific for this RP, so just imagine they're not what they are


Also, I AM making this up as I go along.. a lot like life .


Tbh, I'm too tired and hot (like 30 degrees average today.. even more in my room) to write anything at the minute.. everyone just do an intro post (or three or more) showing what your characters do in their normal life..

Character name: Roger Huston
Character age:27
Character job: Adeptus Arbites 2nd Sergeant- Agent of The Imperium.
Character personality: Tradtional Adeptus Arbites, does his job, his paper work, Perfect Soldier. Obeys orders, Kind, a little of a hard ass. And
Character appearance: Blonde Hair, Blue Eyes, Tough, Well Trained,
Character height: 6:2
Character equipment: Shotgun
Character bio/background story: Roger Huston served under an Inqusitor for a short time to seek out a rouge psyker. Roger Huston found the pysker and shot the pysker, before questioning him. The Inqusitor glad to be rid of the psyker left the planet. Roger Huston once had a family but were killed in a riot. He joined the Adeptus Arbites to ensure that no one else would feel his pain ever again. He has been since working as a Adeptus Arbites Riot Team. He has been training his entire life to fight off criminals. He has new arrived to the Planet as his days of crime fighting are over. He has been sent to ensure that no crimes are comitted here on the planet.





What you think?

Niall was lying on his back playing with his small lighter, he heard a noise and looked up to the entrance of his small, well kept quarters, it was a messenger, one of the unlucky sods who got picked to spend their time running up and down the compound delivering orders. Niall fixed him with a stare, observed the dozens of imperfections in the young trooper's uniform, the messenger's features turned to a terrified, quaking mass, Niall had that effect on people and it was an effect he enjoyed using, frequently. Niall stood up, his tall frame filling the doorway, grabbed the missive and slammed the door in the messenger's face, he got off lightly. On the paper were orders for him to take a squad and patrol downtown, there had been rumours of dissent. Niall then held his lighter to the orders, as was his custom.

Asherian Command wrote:
Character name: Roger Huston
Character age:27
Character job: Adeptus Arbites 2nd Sergeant
Character personality: Tradtional Adeptus Arbites, does his job, his paper work, Perfect Soldier. Obeys orders, Kind, a little of a hard ass. And
Character appearance: Blonde Hair, Blue Eyes, Tough, Well Trained,
Character height: 6:2
Character equipment: Shotgun
Character bio/background story: Roger Huston served under an Inqusitor for a short time to seek out a rouge psyker. Roger Huston found the pysker and shot the pysker, before questioning him. The Inqusitor glad to be rid of the psyker left the planet. Roger Huston once had a family but were killed in a riot. He joined the Adeptus Arbites to ensure that no one else would feel his pain ever again. He has been since working as a Adeptus Arbites Riot Team. He has been training his entire life to fight off criminals. And hopefully ensure the safety of the Planet itself. Well respected by the populace and feared by criminals he is the Ideal Adeptus Arbites.





What you think?

I think you may not have read some of the posts above this one while writing this. Nothing a little editing won't fix, because otherwise this is fine .

hey Ludd, could it be possible that My character Virgil is in the same squad as you?

Cadet_Commissar_Ludd wrote:Like mine
Niall was lying on his back playing with his small lighter, he heard a noise and looked up to the entrance of his small, well kept quarters, it was a messenger, one of the unlucky sods who got picked to spend their time running up and down the compound delivering orders. Niall fixed him with a stare, observed the dozens of imperfections in the young trooper's uniform, the messenger's features turned to a terrified, quaking mass, Niall had that effect on people and it was an effect he enjoyed using, frequently. Niall stood up, his tall frame filling the doorway, grabbed the missive and slammed the door in the messenger's face, he got off lightly. On the paper were orders for him to take a squad and patrol downtown, there had been rumours of dissent. Niall then held his lighter to the orders, as was his custom.

Why did you post this again ?

@dark I dunno, it's hot here as well you know
@Scrazza, yes I think it would work if we were in the same squad...

Darkvoidof40k wrote:

Asherian Command wrote:
Character name: Roger Huston
Character age:27
Character job: Adeptus Arbites 2nd Sergeant
Character personality: Tradtional Adeptus Arbites, does his job, his paper work, Perfect Soldier. Obeys orders, Kind, a little of a hard ass. And
Character appearance: Blonde Hair, Blue Eyes, Tough, Well Trained,
Character height: 6:2
Character equipment: Shotgun
Character bio/background story: Roger Huston served under an Inqusitor for a short time to seek out a rouge psyker. Roger Huston found the pysker and shot the pysker, before questioning him. The Inqusitor glad to be rid of the psyker left the planet. Roger Huston once had a family but were killed in a riot. He joined the Adeptus Arbites to ensure that no one else would feel his pain ever again. He has been since working as a Adeptus Arbites Riot Team. He has been training his entire life to fight off criminals. And hopefully ensure the safety of the Planet itself. Well respected by the populace and feared by criminals he is the Ideal Adeptus Arbites.





What you think?

I think you may not have read some of the posts above this one while writing this. Nothing a little editing won't fix, because otherwise this is fine .

Well the thing is i reedited it. And it said My character has been sent there by the order of an imperial Judge. Because Adeptus Artibtes are the Cops of the 40k universe.:O without them no peace is ensured.

Cadet_Commissar_Ludd wrote:@dark I dunno, it's hot here as well you know
@Scrazza, yes I think it would work if we were in the same squad...

Anyway, I'll probably do more with this tomorrow... until then, just do a bit of RPing, discussing and wait for the first EVENT to happen.

oke so.........
Trooper Virgil lay on his bunk whilst reading a book. The uplifting primer of the imperial guardsman. Not that exciting literature, but it had to do for now. He sipped his Lho stick again. He stopped reading for a while, cherishing the moment when pirates came across his planet. He hold on to that thought while he continued reading his book.
"feth it. No point in reading this."
he got off his bunk, took his holstered autopistol and hung it at his side. he slumped towards the door, heading for the local pub. But as Virgil wanted to open the door, the door was opened by someone else. He saw sergeant Niall in front of him.
"orders?" were Virgil's 1st thoughts.

"We have mobilisation orders." Niall was as blunt and to the point as ever. "I want you on the mustering ground with full kit in 5 minutes."

"aye sir!" was Tor's reply.
he went back inside and quickly collected his gear.
"damn, just as I wanted to go to the pub. But hey, It's time for some action."
he put on his flak armour.
"might find some infiltrated pirates."
He took his autogun and loaded it. And then took his ammo belt.
"Or some rioters?"
He hung his long tanerithian blade on his side.
"Nah, people here are as kind as the emperor."
he attached his frag grenades at his ammo belt. Then he put on his helmet and slung his autogun on his back before dimming the lights and heading for the mustering grounds.

Niall evaluated the nine men standing before him on the mustering ground, they were the best, his unit. Each and every one had pristine kit, polished to perfection, no, polished to his standards. He was, if he had any emotion towards them, it would be a tiny amount of pride.
"We are patrolling downtown, move out." Niall was blunt and to the point.

"Downtown ey? might come across some rioters after all." Virgil thought

The unit marched out of the compound. They were waved at by the civilians as they headed towards the gas-powered transport systems that ran down the spine of the hive. They used the specialist military transports, heavily armoured and bristling with gas powered heavy weaponry

Huston Walked out of the Space Port. His Helmet strapped to his side. He thought to himself as the World looked peaceful. Why I'm i here if there is peace here?
His thoughts raced through his head. He saw 10 soldiers all in uniform ready to go towards the downtown area. He similed his eyes leveled onto the squad. He thought of the good old days.
"Soldiers, do you require Assistance?" He yelled.

There are no hives. It's just open cities, like we have on earth today. Also, "space port" - I don't mind that, ofcourse there'd probably be one.. but they don't go to space at all really.. Ah well. Looking good so far guys! (Although there's not going to be any rioters)

"What does he want?!" Virgil asked one of his fellow guardsmen. He knew he couldn't count for an answer. he was the youngest of this veteran unit. All the others were at least 5 years older than him. They didn't trust him. Not yet. That was why Virgil wanted to prove himself so badly.

Darkvoidof40k wrote: (Although there's not going to be any rioters)

Snap!

Houston Walked towards the soldiers. Noticing their disgust at him. But soon they saw the Imperial Sign of Artibute. And saw that he was an Agent of the Imperium. They grew tense at seeing him.

Niall walked over to the figure approaching his unit.
"What do you want?"

Asherian Command wrote:Houston Walked towards the soldiers. Noticing their disgust at him. But soon they saw the Imperial Sign of Artibute. And saw that he was an Agent of the Imperium. They grew tense at seeing him.

Right, I'm being a bit of a detail nazi here, so apologies, but this agent of the imperium thing.. if an Inquisitor had visited the planet then they'd have been reported for withheld tithes and conscription etc, so perhaps we can just change your characters profile slightly to say about 40 years ago he was working with an Inquisitor, and afterwards, got lost in the warp for 38 years, and exited the warp and crashed on this planet?

"I repeat, what do you want." Niall barked at the lone figure.

"I am 2nd Sergeant Huston of the Adeptus Artbites of Terra, I have come here to investagate a Rouge Psyker."

what would he want? asked Virgil. Again no answer. The others were ignoring him.

Darkvoidof40k wrote:

Asherian Command wrote:Houston Walked towards the soldiers. Noticing their disgust at him. But soon they saw the Imperial Sign of Artibute. And saw that he was an Agent of the Imperium. They grew tense at seeing him.

Right, I'm being a bit of a detail nazi here, so apologies, but this agent of the imperium thing.. if an Inquisitor had visited the planet then they'd have been reported for withheld tithes and conscription etc, so perhaps we can just change your characters profile slightly to say about 40 years ago he was working with an Inquisitor, and afterwards, got lost in the warp for 38 years, and exited the warp and crashed on this planet?

Sure. Ok. We could do that.

"Under whose authority Huston?"

"Well Inqusitor Morth, sent me here. Don't know why though. But still I would like to join your squad so that I can see this world."

"We are currently searching downtown for rumoured dissenting rioters."

"You are welcome to join my unit, for the moment that is..." Niall had a menacing glint in his eye.

Asherian Command wrote:"Well Inqusitor Morth, sent me here. Don't know why though. But still I would like to join your squad so that I can see this world."

Planetary travel is not restricted, except in important places like.. well just places.

Also, check the OP everyone! I've added all the information that's important, and I found a picture for your character, Ash, I hope it's suitable enough.

On a side note, I also see no reason not to expand on this law-enforcement thing.. I know I said the military handles things like that, but they would have a special department I guess.. so IG that do the job of arbites.

Virgil was eavesdropping the conversation between the sergeant and this bloke. He picked somethinu up on rioters.
"so we are going after rioters."

"Ah then I shall help you. Rioters are against Imperial Policy."

Cadet_Commissar_Ludd wrote:"You are welcome to join my unit."

With this, are you saying "join" as in permanently or just for the current time? I'd prefer the latter, as you can't just join units.


Damn, I'll just shutup now and let you all enjoy your RPing .

Niall ordered his unit onto the transport and downtown, this addition to the squad was unorthodox, but maybe the imperial agent could lend a hand.

Darkvoidof40k wrote:Damn, I'll just shutup now and let you all enjoy your RPing .

Good idea.
awaiting further fluff, sah!

(OOC: Well Not permanetally. Artibutes can't just join other units. They have to do a whole lot of paperwork then XD. So he's just investagating a Rumor of a rouge pysker.)

"Thank You, Where do you need me? Oh how rude of me I forgot to ask your names."

"I am Sergeant Niall, these are my troops, there will be no more questions."
12 minutes later, they found themselves set-up in a delta formation standing outside the ruined hab-block.

Virgil was checking his gear while they were in the transport. after the best of half an hour, they arrived at their designated location.

edit: nevermind. Damm lag!

we are going in sir? asked Virgil.

Scrazza wrote:Virgil was checking his gear while they were in the transport. after the best of half an hour, they arrived at their designated location.

edit: nevermind. Damm lag!

Guys, sorry to reign on your parade, but I'm going to do the first EVENT now! No more RPing for the minute, you guys will see what happens next when I write it up. All you guys have to do is PM to me what you want to do with this troublesome hab-block.

ow that was so mean. I was ready for some action and then... you

"Forgive for my Intrudance , but these so called Rioters, are either heretics, or desperate. No hesitations, if they take up weapons. Just open fire if they are berserk." Houston didn't even move at this, he talked like as if he had done this alot. His helmet was on and his shotgun was locked to automatic. His visor, scripted almost invisible art work of the Imperial Artibutes of Terra.

Niall snarled at the upstart arbites. How dare he even attempt to take command of his unit that he had earned.

"just Speaking from experience Niall."

Virgil saw his sergeant getting into a rage.
"Calm down sergeant, spare your anger for the rioters."
"we're going in yet?" he asked Niall

"No" spat Niall, his choler still very much at the surface...
"We will wait for entry orders and blueprint scans from HQ"

"Damn..." Virgil thought by himself.
He was in Niall's unit for over a year now and he still treated Virgil like junk.
"Whe is he going to accept me?"

Darkvoidof40k wrote:Guys, sorry to reign on your parade, but I'm going to do the first EVENT now! No more RPing for the minute, you guys will see what happens next when I write it up. All you guys have to do is PM to me what you want to do with this troublesome hab-block.

we need another rolplaye for in Niall's and my unit guys, it would make it so much more fun. Just to point out though. Or The DM could RP them?

Oh, Dark, let us have our fun for a while . I have been waiting for this all day until it was 7pm. Let us finish this action and then we will all shut up and listen to you. I swear

Niall snarled into his wrist-mounted comms system.
"HQ, get me those fething scans will you."
Niall pulled out his kraken pistol, a smile spread across his face as he felt the familiar grip of the exquisitely crafted gas pistol.
(@dark, we won't go inside, just building up a dialogue to add some background.)

"Not long now" Virgil knew.

(@Dark: sorry, not to make you P*ssed.)

Darkvoidof40k wrote:Guys, sorry to reign on your parade, but I'm going to do the first EVENT now! No more RPing for the minute, you guys will see what happens next when I write it up. All you guys have to do is PM to me what you want to do with this troublesome hab-block.

Scrazza wrote:ow that was so mean. I was ready for some action and then... you

Don't worry, there will be plenty of action. I am going to write up some stuff, but guys, just trust me, OK? I know it's annoying, and no, I won't be able to write this up until tomorrow morning (7-9AM). But don't worry, you won't be disappointed.

So PM as I asked, and we can keep this going smoothly. This is how it works with me being the GM guys.

oh, ok see you all tomorrow.

'till tomorrow gits!

Apologies, loyal citizens.

see ya tommrrow!

Just to relay this, (i got it wrong as well) when you send dark a PM for an event, it's not a plot or what you thinks gonna happen but rather your plan or what your gonna do for the event...(so dont say i think the hab will contain loads of cultists, instead say im gonna shoot Niall or something like that)
See ya tomoro

Haha! You all have to wait for the event, whereas I don't! As I aint part of it! Bwhahahahahha *Gloat*

Sergeant Castella Simms rolled her neck. Her squad had gone 'rat catching' early in the morning when most of the bums were still high. It hadn't been hard to catch the one they were looking for. His name was Vinny Jones, and he could be trusted to spill the beans on all the little secrets he knew, provided he was persuaded. Castella slammed the butt of her shotgun onto his nose again, rewarding in a scream of agony, as bloody streamed from the nostrils.

"Vinny, Vinny, Vinny. I can keep this up all day, but after a while we both know your gonna run outta' nose. Feel like talking yet, you miserable son of a Grox?"

The dishevelled 'rat' spat blood on her shoe. Castella smiled. This kid obviously hadn't been around the block alot. No-one would do that to her. She motioned to a pair of Guardsmen from her squad to restrain him. They did this without a word, though they grinned maliciously as they held the struggling man still.

"Vinny. I really thought we could have been friends."

She lashed out with sudden viciousness., launching a kick that collided with his stomach, knocking all the wind clean out of him. He half doubled over, but was kept in place by the two guards.

"Look. If you cant tell me any local news, at least tell me which toff's come down to MY town, and started stirring things up. C'mon, I know you wanna tell me."

Vinny's breathing slowly returned to normal.

"Aint telling 'Blazing b*tch nothing. She's a menace to the snitches, they say. Better to get roughed up than to fall in line with her, they say." He grumbled.

Castella smiled.

"Oh dear. Guess your in for a bit of hurt then."

Her eyes seemed to flash for a second and she was suddenly gripping his head with one hand, and smashing the butt of her gun against his nose with the other hand. The nose was flattened against his face by the third collision, but she kept going until, finally, finally he yelled out a name.

"What was that? Who the hell is Niall?"

Vinny was dropped ruggedly to the floor, and he attempted to clutch his nose. A difficult task in itself when one no longer has a nose, whilst half crying half moaning.

Castella pulled a bottle of spirits from her belt, and poured it over him. Vinny cowered back in sudden terror. He had heard stories...

She lit a match.

"The thing is, everyone says they would never fall in line with me, but its all about knowing someone's limits. It may just be a black eye with someone, it maybe a kneecap with another. Its all down to the details."

The flames reflected off her grey eyes, and for a second, it looked like there were fires within the grey Ayeris.

She held the burning splint and weaved it lazily over his head.

"Niall?"

Vinny swallowed hard, his eyes transfixed on the burning flame. However, a sudden movement of the match towards his face brought him back to reality.

"H-he'sa no one, just some pompous junior who rose the ranks by spit n' polish!"

Castella motioned for him to continue.

"He wants to know why there seems to be unnecessary citizen brutality in this sector... Is planning on doing a full report on it. Its all I heard honest!"

Castella broke into a glassy, fake grin, causing her tattoos to twist and contort.

"You dont think im being too brutal do you?"

The flame danced above his head. Vinny gulped.

"No."

"You don't think my accidental slipping with my gun was brutal then?"

Vinny was just trying to make her hear what she wanted. He never was very bright though.

"No, not brutal at all."

Castella smiled, and licked her fingers. She pinched outt he flame.

"I best try harder then."

She pulled a knife out, and in a swift almost graceful motion, she slashed his eyes out.

As her squad left him mewling in the gutter, she grinned to herself. She'd learnt two things. Firstly, she had some new meat snooping around, and secondly, secondly, she now knew Vinnys limits. He of course might not be much use to them any more, but she hadn't thought of that at the time...

Castella and her squad moved off down another back alley, searching for another potential Vinny...

(OOC- , Bring it Ghosty, loving the fluff)

Noone could be bothered to PM me for this event (properly), except for Ludd. Ah well, I'll write it up now anyway, as not to keep you all waiting.


"Right, so here's the plan: half of us, lead by Niall, will go around the back entrance. The rest of you will follow me through the front entrance" Roger explained.
"How dare you order me around?" Niall spat at the law-enforcer.
"This," he said, "is my job. So shutup and listen, Emperor damnit."
"Feth.." Tor muttered under his breath. He was beginning to really dislike this security-officer.
Roger looked over at him. "Do you have something to say, stripling? If so then say it!"
Tor just returned Roger's unfriendly look.
"Just shutup! We don't have time for infighting, and as much as I hate to say it, I think we should do Houstan's plan."
"Suffer not the works of heretics" Roger said, making the sign of the aquila over his chest.
"Indeed. Niall, take your best and go around the back."
"Virgil, Teth, Orca, Mic, you're with me. The rest of you, follow Houstan. Move out!" Niall ordered.
Niall and his five soldiers sprinted around the back of the building.

Roger turned to the five remaining veterans. "Any of you ever done this type of thing before?"
Noone answered.
"Call yourselves veterans.." he mumbled.
"Right, split - half on each side of the door!"
The unit obeyed. Roger took the point on the left. He racked his shotgun, and pulled a fragmentation grenade from his belt. He whispered, "three.. two.. one.. go!" He kicked open the door, and a hail of autogun fire whisked passed them, out of the door.
"Frag loose!" Roger shouted, and lobbed the grenade. There were sounds of commotion from inside, before an explosion and screams of pain.
"Go, go, go!"
Roger ran around the door, into the dimly lit room. A person ran at him, a blade in his hand, poised to strike, and screaming at him in a strange language clearly not native to the planet. Roger pulled the trigger, and the man was knocked to the floor by the impact of the shot, blood flooding from multiple wounds on his chest. The other five men had entered by now, and were cautiously looking around. There were four dead men on the floor now, all with weapons in their hands - knives, stub and auto weapons. They all wore long robes, with blue and yellow colouring, and a strange symbol on the robes.
"Cultists" Roger said, spitting on the corpse of the man he'd just killed.
Next door, we're going to rush 'em. I'll take point. We don't know what we're going to find in there, but from the looks of this building, it should be a hallway."
The men pressed up against the wall, and Roger ran at the door, shoulder first, smashing it open. "Go!"

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Niall raised his Kraken pistol. "Lets take this door down, people!"
They heard gunfire from around the other side of the hab block. "Virgil, here, now!"
Tor walked over to his sergeant. "Sir?"
"We're gonna barge this door open. On the count of three," the two men took a few steps back, "one, two, three!" they ran at the door, and crashed into it, swinging it wide open. The five men piled in, only to find noone in the room. "Lets move on."

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Roger instinctively rolled on the floor, bullets flying past his head, impacting on the soldier behind, killing him. Roger found cover behind a small table that was in the hallway, and he kicked it over, and sat behind it. Another man ran in, letting loose with his autogun as he did, joining Roger behind the table. The other four men ran in, bolters and autoguns firing. Another was shot down, and the other three found cover behind various plants, cabinets and other things. Looking around the table, Roger saw four more cultists further down the long hallway. dozens of doors were either side of the hallway, leading to apartments no doubt. The cultists were dug in, or atleast, as dug in as you can be in a hallway - tables, chairs, anything that could be turned up had been, to create a barricade they could hide behind. From behind him, a bolter sang out, the shells impacting on the makeshift barricade, the acid sizzling and slowly eating away at the furniture. From imbetween the cover, one of the cultists fired, the shots impacting on the veteran. Looking back, Roger saw half a dozen impact marks on the mans' flak armour, although one bullet had hit his arm, which was now bleeding. The man cried out in pain. "Bastards!" he shouted, as he slid back behind cover.
"God damnit we're pinned!" the veteran next to Roger said.

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Niall burst through the next door, into a long hallway - he saw cultists taking shelter further up, firing at what he presumed must be Houstan's position. Their backs were turned. "Fire!" Niall called, and he let a shot off with his pistol. It impacted on a cultist, who fell to the floor, his autogun firing wildly for a few seconds. Two cultists turned, but they were gunned down almost instantly.
The last one, a woman, ran at them, a dagger raised. Niall tackled her, pushing her to the floor. He was on top of her, and he twisted her wrist, forcing her to cry out in pain and drop the dagger. He punched him, to no avail. He picked her up by the scruff of her robe, and held her up against the wall. "Where are your leaders?" he snarled in her face. The woman spat in his face.
"Piece of gak!" he said, before punching her in the stomach, hard. She keeled over, and fought for breath. A single shot rung out, and the woman was dead.
Turning around, he saw the other half of the force emerge from cover, and they walked over to his position. "Status?" Niall asked Houston.
"Two dead, one injured."
"Damn it." Niall said, looking at the men he had left. "Joe and Karn were good soldiers.. we'll come back for the bodies later. Take their ammo, and lets go."
"What about that one?" Roger asked, pointing at the soldier with the arm wound.
"Teth, take him and get out of here - get to a medical station ASAP!"
The veteran named Teth nodded, before walking off with his wounded comrade the way they had came.

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"We still need to cover the upper level."
"This time, we stick together, Houston."
Roger nodded.
The seven men walked to the end of the hallway, where they found a staircase. They walked up it cautiously. There were no cultists in the next hallway, and so they advanced. "Check every room!" Roger ordered.
Most of the rooms were empty. They reached the last two. "Let's take this one first" Niall said, and barged into the room. There was a cultist, with a gun, standing over two young girls, a dead man at his feet. He shouted something that Niall couldn't understand. Raising his pistol, Niall fired, but the cultist had seen it coming and dodged the shot, grabbing the two girls, gripping them in his arm and dragging them over to where he stood. He put his pistol against their heads.
"We've got a hostage situation here!"
"Put the weapon down!" shouted the cultist.
Niall knelt down slowly, putting his Kraken pistol on the floor, whilst simultaneously drawing his stub pistol. The cultist became slightly less tense. Niall whipped the snub pistol up, several shots impacting on the cultists' gun arm. He wailed out in agony, clutching the bloody mess of his right hand. The two girls escaped from his grip and ran out of the door behind Niall, into the waiting arms of the soldiers.
Niall grabbed his Kraken, and aimed both pistols at the cultist.
"Raaakla, tu-kookmardoczon harkava taza Tzeentch!" the cultist screamed at Niall.
The sergeant fired, finishing the cultist off. Holstering his pistols underneath his greatcoat, Niall quickly grabbed his pen and notebook, and wrote down a rough approximation of what he'd heard the cultist say.
"Damned heretic tongues" Roger commented, walking into the room. "You'd best forget what you heard, Niall, lest you be corrupted from the path of the Emperor yourself."
"My faith is sure" Niall replied.
"Yes, for now, atleast" Roger said, before walking out.
Niall turned away from the scene of slaughter in the room. The other one had checked out clear.

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As the soldiers filed out of the hab-block, carrying their dead over to where Rad, the wounded veteran, was being treated with Teth at his side. A crowd had gathered around the hab-block, with several dozen soldiers keeping them back. As the crowd cheered and clapped, Niall could only wonder, was his faith unshakable? He banished these impure thoughts from him, reassuring himself that he was faithful. But at the back of his mind, something whispered to him, but he couldn't hear what was being said. He just ignored it the best he could, before getting aboard a chimera with the others to be debriefed at military command.

Noone could be bothered to PM me for this event (properly), except for Ludd. Ah well, I'll write it up now anyway, as not to keep you all waiting.

***EVENT***

"Right, so here's the plan: half of us, lead by Niall, will go around the back entrance. The rest of you will follow me through the front entrance" Roger explained.
"How dare you order me around?" Niall spat at the law-enforcer.
"This," he said, "is my job. So shutup and listen, Emperor damnit."
"Feth.." Tor muttered under his breath. He was beginning to really dislike this security-officer.
Roger looked over at him. "Do you have something to say, stripling? If so then say it!"
Tor just returned Roger's unfriendly look.
"Just shutup! We don't have time for infighting, and as much as I hate to say it, I think we should do Houstan's plan."
"Suffer not the works of heretics" Roger said, making the sign of the aquila over his chest.
"Indeed. Niall, take your best and go around the back."
"Virgil, Teth, Orca, Mic, you're with me. The rest of you, follow Houstan. Move out!" Niall ordered.
Niall and his five soldiers sprinted around the back of the building.

Roger turned to the five remaining veterans. "Any of you ever done this type of thing before?"
Noone answered.
"Call yourselves veterans.." he mumbled.
"Right, split - half on each side of the door!"
The unit obeyed. Roger took the point on the left. He racked his shotgun, and pulled a fragmentation grenade from his belt. He whispered, "three.. two.. one.. go!" He kicked open the door, and a hail of autogun fire whisked passed them, out of the door.
"Frag loose!" Roger shouted, and lobbed the grenade. There were sounds of commotion from inside, before an explosion and screams of pain.
"Go, go, go!"
Roger ran around the door, into the dimly lit room. A person ran at him, a blade in his hand, poised to strike, and screaming at him in a strange language clearly not native to the planet. Roger pulled the trigger, and the man was knocked to the floor by the impact of the shot, blood flooding from multiple wounds on his chest. The other five men had entered by now, and were cautiously looking around. There were four dead men on the floor now, all with weapons in their hands - knives, stub and auto weapons. They all wore long robes, with blue and yellow colouring, and a strange symbol on the robes.
"Cultists" Roger said, spitting on the corpse of the man he'd just killed.
"Next door, we're going to rush 'em. I'll take point. We don't know what we're going to find in there, but from the looks of this building, it should be a hallway."
The men pressed up against the wall, and Roger ran at the door, shoulder first, smashing it open. "Go!"

-----

Niall raised his Kraken pistol. "Lets take this door down, people!"
They heard gunfire from around the other side of the hab block. "Virgil, here, now!"
Tor walked over to his sergeant. "Sir?"
"We're gonna barge this door open. On the count of three," the two men took a few steps back, "one, two, three!" they ran at the door, and crashed into it, swinging it wide open. The five men piled in, only to find noone in the room. "Lets move on."

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Roger instinctively rolled on the floor, bullets flying past his head, impacting on the soldier behind, killing him. Roger found cover behind a small table that was in the hallway, and he kicked it over, and sat behind it. Another man ran in, letting loose with his autogun as he did, joining Roger behind the table. The other four men ran in, bolters and autoguns firing. Another was shot down, and the other three found cover behind various plants, cabinets and other things. Looking around the table, Roger saw four more cultists further down the long hallway. Dozens of doors were either side of the hallway, leading to apartments no doubt. The cultists were dug in, or atleast, as dug in as you can be in a hallway - tables, chairs, anything that could be turned up had been, to create a barricade they could hide behind. From behind him, a bolter sang out, the shells impacting on the makeshift barricade, the acid sizzling and slowly eating away at the furniture. From imbetween the cover, one of the cultists fired, the shots impacting on the veteran. Looking back, Roger saw half a dozen impact marks on the mans' flak armour, although one bullet had hit his arm, which was now bleeding. The man cried out in pain. "Bastards!" he shouted, as he slid back behind cover.
"God damnit we're pinned!" the veteran next to Roger said.

-----

Niall burst through the next door, into a long hallway - he saw cultists taking shelter further up, firing at what he presumed must be Houstan's position. Their backs were turned. "Fire!" Niall called, and he let a shot off with his pistol. It impacted on a cultist, who fell to the floor, his autogun firing wildly for a few seconds. Two cultists turned, but they were gunned down almost instantly.
The last one, a woman, ran at them, a dagger raised. Niall tackled her, pushing her to the floor. He was on top of her, and he twisted her wrist, forcing her to cry out in pain and drop the dagger. She punched him, to no avail. He picked her up by the scruff of her robe, and held her up against the wall. "Where are your leaders?" he snarled in her face. The woman spat in his face.
"Piece of gak!" he said, before punching her in the stomach, hard. She keeled over, and fought for breath. A single shot rung out, and the woman was dead.
Turning around, he saw the other half of the force emerge from cover, and they walked over to his position. "Status?" Niall asked Houston.
"Two dead, one injured."
"Damn it." Niall said, looking at the men he had left. "Joe and Karn were good soldiers.. we'll come back for the bodies later. Take their ammo, and lets go."
"What about that one?" Roger asked, pointing at the soldier with the arm wound.
"Teth, take him and get out of here - get to a medical station ASAP!"
The veteran named Teth nodded, before walking off with his wounded comrade the way they had came.

-----

"We still need to cover the upper level."
"This time, we stick together, Houston."
Roger nodded.
The seven men walked to the end of the hallway, where they found a staircase. They walked up it cautiously. There were no cultists in the next hallway, and so they advanced. "Check every room!" Roger ordered.
Most of the rooms were empty. They reached the last two. "Let's take this one first" Niall said, and barged into the room. There was a cultist, with a gun, standing over two young girls, a dead man at his feet. He shouted something that Niall couldn't understand. Raising his pistol, Niall fired, but the cultist had seen it coming and dodged the shot, grabbing the two girls, gripping them in his arm and dragging them over to where he stood. He put his pistol against their heads.
"We've got a hostage situation here!"
"Put the weapon down!" shouted the cultist.
Niall knelt down slowly, putting his Kraken pistol on the floor, whilst simultaneously drawing his auto pistol. The cultist became slightly less tense. Niall whipped the auto pistol up, several shots impacting on the cultists' gun arm. He wailed out in agony, clutching the bloody mess of his right hand. The two girls escaped from his grip and ran out of the door behind Niall, into the waiting arms of the soldiers.
Niall grabbed his Kraken, and aimed both pistols at the cultist.
"Raaakla, tu-kookmardoczon harkava taza Tzeentch!" the cultist screamed at Niall.
The sergeant fired, finishing the cultist off. Holstering his pistols underneath his greatcoat, Niall quickly grabbed his pen and notebook, and wrote down a rough approximation of what he'd heard the cultist say.
"Damned heretic tongues" Roger commented, walking into the room. "You'd best forget what you heard, Niall, lest you be corrupted from the path of the Emperor yourself."
"My faith is sure" Niall replied.
"Yes, for now, atleast" Roger said, before walking out.
Niall turned away from the scene of slaughter in the room. The other one had checked out clear.

-----

As the soldiers filed out of the hab-block, carrying their dead over to where Rad, the wounded veteran, was being treated with Teth at his side. A crowd had gathered around the hab-block, with several dozen soldiers keeping them back. As the crowd cheered and clapped, Niall could only wonder, was his faith unshakable? He banished these impure thoughts, reassuring himself that he was faithful. But at the back of his mind, something whispered to him, but he couldn't hear what was being said. He just ignored it the best he could, before getting aboard a chimera with the others to be debriefed at military command.

The Command Room was hot, the consoles and readouts giving off huge amounts of heat into the enclosed space. Niall looked the commander in the eye, face impassive and began the debrief.
"We were joined by an agent of the most holy emperor on the way to our transit, sir" Niall forced the last words out but his face remained impassive.
"On who's authority?"
"An Inquisitor Morth."
A quizzical frown, a show of recognition flashed across the commander's face.
"I see, where is this agent now Niall?"
"In the barracks, I gave him one of the spare billets, I trust he will not be attatched to my squad permanently."
"We'll see Niall, with this report of cultists we may need all the help we can get, but I will need to talk to this 'Houston' first."

A small girl sat on a sack of wheat and cried to herself. She was all alone, and her mamma was gone. Now she was stuck in the street, with no one caring that she was unaccompanied.

If Castella had a weakness, it was children. She would happily beat an old man to death, but a kid caught stealing? No, he'd get a rap on the knuckles and sent home. It harked back to when she was a kid, and how her father never beat her. He always resolved things peacefully, and never raised his hand. Though her parents ideals hadn't rubbed off on her, Castella drew the line at beating children. Everyone had their limits.

So when she saw the small girl sitting all by herself, in a bustling street she felt moved to help.

"Corporal, take the squad and hit the rack, we done some good work today, and you need the rest. Dont go getting pissed now, We're going to find out who Niall is tonight, and I want you on best behaviour."

The heavy set man nodded, and signalled to the soldiers to move out, leaving Castella alone. Some saw this as foolish, for a bully can only truly be safe from the victims when they're in a group of like-minded people. However, People had learnt this wasn't the case, and many a would be attacker found themselves seriously debilitated when the regained consciousness the following day.

Castella shouldered her shotgun, and moved through the crowd to the girl, who was sobbing to herself. She sat down next to the child on the sack of wheat, and watched the world pass them by.

Presently, the girl turned and realised someone was sitting next to her. She jumped backwards in fright. Castella had a way of walking in plain sight, and just not being seen.

"Hey Honey, you ok?" she said, smiling brightly to the little girl.

"N-no, m'am, I cant find my Mamma."

Castella put her arm round the girl, and squeezed her affectionately.

"Don' you worry about that, im sure she's worried sick, and looking for you right now. What's your name?"

"Anjal, M'am. And I don't think she is, or she wouldn't have left me here in the first place."

'Bright kid' Castella thought. 'everything happens for a reason'

"That's a pretty name, sounds a bit like angel. Mine is Castella, but you can call me.... Scarlet. If you'd like. M'am seems a bit too formal, doesn't it?"

Anjal nodded politely and rubbed some tears from her face.

"You have scribbles all on your face."

'Scarlet' burst into laughter.

"They're called tattoos, honey, They're part of my identity. I have another that you'd like if you want to see?"

"Ok."

Castella rolled up her sleeve, and past the tattoo patterns, and past the various scars and bullet marks, just at her shoulder, was an image of a small pink bunny rabbit.

"Cute huh?"

Anjal smiled and nodded vigorously.

"Right. Lets stop moping around here. Your coming back to the precint with me, i'll get you a nice cup o' cocoa, and then we'll get right onto finding your mamma. Does that sound good?"

"Yes Scarlet."

They walked back slowly, hand in hand. No one dared look Castella in the eye, and people would get out of her way as quickly as they could. Anjal didn't seem to notice.

Virgil crashed down on his bunk. He wanted to fall asleep, The actions downtown were tiring. And It was hot inside,too. He forced himself back up after realizing he still had his gear on. After undoing his flak and putting away his other gear. He crashed down again.
"Tomorow I just have to go to the pub."
Virgil slept.

Niall was frustrated, he sat in front of his desk in the Junior Officer's quarters. The Arbites/Civilian brutality case he had begun to follow up was once again forced to the bottom of his multitude of files, all neatly organised, but vast in their number. Niall sighed, as if cultists wasn't enough, he had this emperor damned inquisitor's agent to deal with...

thanks for the event Dark.

(what now?)

Feth it Niall thought, he wasn't going to sit at his desk all day pushing paper. He would carry out his commander's obvious intentions, keep an eye on that Houston fellow... Trooper Virgil can have a chance to prove himself at long last, the jumped-up child. He immediately set out for Virgil's billet, the next stage of his plan already formed in his mind.
(How about this for a What now?)

Scrazza wrote:thanks for the event Dark.

(what now?)

You're welcome.

Now, you can RP a bit, interact with each other and do whatever until I make another EVENT, or PLAYER EVENT or whatever it is I feel like doing. That event was just for fun and to show you guys how it works on this RP.. kinda..

But in the future, everyone involved MUST PM me before I write it, because I won't write it until I'm pm'd. Anyway, I'll explain more next time we have an event. Or you can just ask Ghosty about this stuff, because he knows about it as well as I do.

Guys, just a tip on writing, try writing what the characters think like this:

Cadet_Commissar_Ludd wrote:Feth it, Niall thought, he wasn't going to sit at his desk all day pushing paper. He would carry out his commander's obvious intentions, keep an eye on that Houston fellow... Trooper Virgil can have a chance to prove himself at long last, the jumped-up child. He immediately set out for Virgil's billet, the next stage of his plan already formed in his mind.

thanks dark

"Gak, I can't sleep"Virgil thought.
He got up trying to find his lighter and his pack of Lho sticks. He lighted one before getting his uplifting primer again. He would fall asleep while reading and smoking narcotics. Just as he always did.

Player event

The communicator pad on the wall next to Tor's bed buzzed. He pressed a button on it.
"Yes?"
"Hey, Tor, it's Niall. Feel like hitting the pub?"
Tor thought for a minute.
"Yeah, I'd like that."
"Alright, I'll meet you at the Devout Saint in ten minutes."
"Bye."
Tor switched the hab-communicator off.

Ooops, sorry dark.

Cadet_Commissar_Ludd wrote:Niall could smell the Iho sticks before he turned the corner, anyother day he would reprimand Virgil for using the narcotics but today, he could use that against him...
He burst through the door to the poor troopers billet.
"What are you smoking Virgil?" his loud voice filled the billet, Niall smiled, that would scare the trooper.

You can't just walk into peoples apartments you know. :-)

Also, it seems we have a story contradiction. I suggest you two just meet at the pub then us this-that-'n'-the-other against Tor Virgil.


Remember, FIRST NAMES!

Yah, I posted it like moments after you called a player event, sorry.

Virgil got up again. A bit annoyed and a bit relieved. He was going to the pub after all.He tidied himself. and took his Lho sticks and lighter with him. just as he was about to open the door, he thought it a good idea if he had some weapons on him. He took his Knife and Autopistol and slung them at his side. Now he was ready. after a good walk Virgils stood before the Devout Saint. He never been here before.
"let's find out then"
and he went inside.

(damned lag again!)

Niall sat in a dingy corner of the hellhole that passed for a pub in these parts, his leering face and holstered pistol warning off any unfortunate beggars. Niall looked up as Tor Virgil walked in, he raised a quizzical eyebrow Armed, this boy's smarter than I thought Niall stood up and beckoned the trooper over.

Ah there is Niall.
Virgil Walked towards Niall. He wondered why he asked him to come here. This was no place for the sergeant to be, he knew that.
What's up sir.

(sorry I'm going away for a few hours. "Tall ship's race" sorry!)

(OOC- FAIL!!! scrazza, are we meant to be acting out a Player Event like this?)
"Sit down Tor, I have a little proposition for you..."
"Yes sir?"
"Please, call me Niall."
"Um, ok." what is going on????
"Would you like an amasec?"
"Yeah, fine."
They talk about the various amendments to the new gas bolters... Once Tor is a little drunk, Niall raises the topic at hand.
"Tor, I would like you to do a little job for me"
Ah, the meat of the issue. Tor thought.
"I would like you to just keep an eye on this Houston fellow, are you ok with that?"
"Um yes sir."
"Good, thank you Tor."
Niall got up and left the pub, he had got exactly what he wanted...

what do you want me to do sir?



(I will return!)
(sorry)

(Hope you don't mind Scrazza, I've done that bit for you)

Cadet_Commissar_Ludd wrote:(Hope you don't mind Scrazza, I've done that bit for you)

That's fine, what you've done. But next time, don't edit messages as it can get confusing. Also, I think you confused your tenses a bit.

(Ok Dark, thanks for all the input)
feth, why do I always have to deliver messages to the people who are most likely to shoot me? Thought the messenger who, just hours before had delivered Niall starch-arse Seregath his mobilisation orders. The quaking messenger now found himself outside the stategium of fething Commander Dekko Gunner. Worst of all, he wasn't sure if the news he was delivering was good or bad... The paper he was tasked with taking to the high-commander simply read in a hand written scrawl:

One of Morth's, in barrack three, am watching.

The messenger stood outside the strategium and knocked on the door. A gruff voice was heard from inside.
"Enter."
And so enter the messenger did. Unfortunately for him, he didn't leave, alive that is.

oke I am back. don't mind that you RP-ed my character Ludd.

with his spirits high, Virgil set off back to base camp. He knew That houston fella was billeted not so far from him. He would invite him over to the local pub Virgil always uses to go. Then offer him some drinks to get his spirits high. Just like Niall did to him.

after walking for about 5 minutes, Tor saw a tattooed women carying a weapon. she was accompanied by a child. Tor found this strange.
"Would she have kidnapped that child? Nevermind. Not my problem."
eventually Tor arrived at Houston's billet. He knocked the door and he waited.

Niall was bored of all this plotting and subterfege, he knew he would never have made a good iterator or politician. That wasn't his style, he was a career soldier, a run of the mill officer, no more and no less. Upon returning from the pub, rather than returning to the mess or his billets, he picked up his Kraken pistol and went straight to the firing range. As he walked, he examined the exquisite workmanship on the engraved handle, the handle that contained the deadly pressurised gas that powered the pistol. The Kraken type III was one of the finer sidearms availible to a tannerithian soldier, firing shotgun like pellets in a narrow scatter pattern, the added bonus being that the propellant also burnt through skin and armour upon touching them making the Kraken a deadly close quaters weapon. Niall had received the pistol as a rare gift from his father upon his recruitment, he hadn't spoken to him since that day.

Castella leaned back in her chair. All in all, it had been a good day. The mother had been found, and she had been hysterical. Apparently the two got separated by an influx of people moving through the city. Castella smiled as she recalled the mother. She was obviously upper class, with fine clothes and expensive jewellery. The look of disdain she had given her had dissipated the moment Anjal had appeared, and it became a look of absolute gratitude.

Yep. It had been good.

"Oi, Piggy."

The wellset corporal, with the unfortunate nickname trudged into the room.

"Change of plans, get some sleep, im gonna go have a butchers on my own."

'Piggy' nodded curtly, and went back into the ajacent room. Even through the thick rockcrete walls and iron door, Castella could hear him bellowing at the squad to hit the rack. She got up, and picked up a flashlight, and walked out into the dusk.

Making good pace, Castella found herself at the Command base after a short walk through the shadier areas of town.

"Hm. Security seems to be up tonight, guess i'll head for the walls." she then proceeded to climb over the low wall that surrounded the shooting range, and caught her breath back. Her ears pricked up. Someone was coming, so Castella melted into the shadows in the nearby corner of the range, and watched as a man strode into the courtyard...

Niall wasn't shooting straight, his mind wasn't in gear and he was jumping at shadows. He thought he had heard someone when he arrived at the range but it was clearly deserted, Niall shook his head and rubbed his eyes with the heels of his hands. He switched to his autopistol, still not hitting his old targets with his usual accuracy.

I can't decide whether to let this run or do a player event. What do you guys want? I guess I'll probably just let it run.

Also, you guys need to know something about RPing (except Ghosty); it is totally fine to RP each others characters, provided you don't answer any 'big' questions or kill them or make them speak/do things out of character/eat children (well, sometimes..).

Have a look at some of the RP's in my subscribed threads section (I'm involved in them all), if you would like to see what I mean (and have a good read).

(OCC Back. I Read everything.)

Roger walked through the barracks inspecting the wounded soldiers.
His mind raced as his instinicts were still getting use to the brutality and slaughter he had commited a while ago. He looked at his side arm seeing that it was half reloaded.
Roger smilied as he knew that his shotgun was still being repaired. He hadn't expected to have a huge firefight. But it was time to forget about this matter. He thought for a while as his eyes still starred at the floor.
He instintictively walked away from the barracks and into the armory. Watching the busy serfs perpare the weapons. A few guardsmen where also working as well. Reloading checking weapons, a usual soldier thing.
"Wheres my weapon?" Roger asked.
The guardsmen pointed towards a serf holding the shotgun.
"May i have my weapon back now?"
The serf looked up, and smiled. "This Weapon is terran! Your a Terran!"
Roger similed. "That i am. That I am."

Virgil knocked again. No answer.

He decided to take a look at the armoury. He rememberd Houston's weapon was broken. He would be there.

On his way to the armoury, he came by the practice course. He heard shots and saw Niall Missing his targets.

"Not usual. Most of the times his shots hit. Must be the drinks from back in the pub. Gak that gloryboy can't even hold his drinks!"

as he closed the armoury, He saw that Houston bloke talking to one of the serfs. He approached him and addressed him.

"hey there, Roger right. since your new to this unit, why not go to my local pub to get to know each other ey?

Niall shook his head, there was nothing in the shadows. His mind was drifting from reality, those words of the cultist, those terrible words that wayed down on him in the pocket of his greatcoat...No Niall your just tired, go back to your billet Niall holstered his pistols and started walking, he began playing with his lighter as was his custom when he was nervous. Little did he know, there was someone in the shadows, Castella Simms, the blazing b*tch herself watched and followed from the darkness.

Castella watched the man empty a couple of clips at the targets before he gave up and began to wander back to the door. He fiddled with his lighter, and seemed to be ill at ease about something.

'Probably the thought of going toe to toe with me' she thought as he shut the door behind him.

Castella pulled her stub pistol from its holster and aimed at the target. She squeazed the rigger, and a single round boomed out, its deafening boom echonig off all four walls of the range. An empty case dropped to the ground, clattering amongst the spent cases of Niall. A simple warning, that was all she felt this man needed. She was guessing his limit. With that, she vaulted back over the wall and into the night.

Niall span round halfway down the corridor and listened. Someone had jsut fired in the range, but he hadn't seen anyone pass him on his way back. Maybe that feeling that he was not alone, may have been more substantial thatn he had originally thought. The idea of someone watching him unsettled Niall greatly, and he raced back into the shooting range, Pistol drawn. no one was there, but in the middle target, there was a fist sized hole punched straight through, and on the floor, was an empty shell casing...

Niall groaned, this wasn't right, this wasn't right at all, he pulled out his notebook, ripped out the page of heretical cultist rambling and held his lighter to it. no, no he was being ridiculous, they were just words, he folded the paper and put it back in his pocket. Before he left the range, he picked up the empty shell casing and headed off at a quick pace towards the armoury.

"You, serf, over here." Niall shouted at the armoury worker as he entered the long chamber that smelt of freshly oiled machinery.
"Can you tell me the origin of this shell casing?" Niall held out the casing from the yard, the serf took it from his hand and examined it intently.
"Hmm, it's a small calibre auto-pistol casing, special form of refined metal." a sudden look of realisation flashed across the serf's face.
"Yes..." Niall interjected, he was not in a good mood.
The serf smiled at the sergeant's temper, "It's a special arbites round, from the station down the road I believe, no, I know, I delivered a new crate of this ammunition just three days ago."
That would be the same Arbites that I was meant to be investigating for his Civilian Brutality Case, talk about killing two birds with one stone!
"Ahh, now then that is very interesting..." the serf said, Niall came out of his reverie and raised a quizzical eyebrow.
"This round has been personally engraved with the initials BB."
"Thankyou very much for your time." A huge smile had broken across Niall's usually gloomy visage, he had a round from Castella Simms, The Blazing B*tch herself...

Roger looked up seeing the Soldier that just approached him. "Ah the pub, sure why not its not terra!"

and so Virgil and Roger left for the pub.

I heard some rumors you were terran? asked Virgil on the way to the pub.

you've got to tell me a couple of things when we are at pub.

Scrazza wrote:and so Virgil and Roger left for the pub.

I heard some rumors you were terran? asked Virgil on the way to the pub.

you've got to tell me a couple of things when we are at pub.

Grammar!

Curse the lag..

huh, sorry I am belgian. so what are my mistakes?

Scrazza wrote:huh, sorry I am belgian. so what are my mistakes?

Oh, I didn't realize. Ah well, it's understandable then.

Well, since you asked, there's caps on the beginnings of your sentences, and speech marks. So, I just restructured your post to make a bit more sense and fixed the grammar:

Virgil and Roger left for the pub.

On the way, Virgil asked, "I heard some rumors you were terran?"
Roger nodded.
"There're a few other things I need to ask you."

aaaaaaaaah ok then. You'll probably find me doing more mistakes against grammar.

edit. I'm pretty sure their are a few in the previous sentence

Scrazza wrote:aaaaaaaaah ok then. You'll probably find me doing more mistakes against grammar.

edit. I'm pretty sure their are a few in the previous sentence

No, not really..

It was a cold, brisk morning. Niall was one of the first people awake in the barracks, not that that was in any way unusual, he kept a strict training regime. However, today he was up for an entirely different reason. He inspected the shell casing in his pocket, an attempt to scare him from the wayward Arbites sergeant would have disastrous consequences, for Castella that is. Niall made the quick walk to the station in double time, catching a few odd glances in his army greatcoat with holstered pistols from the bleary eyed civilians. Niall soon found himself standing outside the station, he pulled the shell casing from his pocket, ripped another page from his notebook and wrote on it, leaving a message for the Blazing B*tch.
Castella,
I'm on to you
Niall
Niall folded the casing up in the sheet and left it on the doorstep, ensuring only Castella showed, that should leave the right impression Niall thought as he returned to the army base...

(OOC- I seem to have killed this thread :-( )

Cadet_Commissar_Ludd wrote:(OOC- I seem to have killed this thread :-( )

LOLwut.

Nah, just the matter of parents evening.. and monday evening after school isn't a RP hotspot .

But I've spent the better part of ten hours odd at school today, with my left arm aching like a b*tch, must've pulled a muscle or something.. -grumpy-

Chillax, event on the horizen people.

Also, we're NOWHERE even NEAR the main plot yet! !

This thread will die over my dead body.


I just want everyone to do a bit more RPing.. I think we'll have this Niall Vs Castella event at the weekend, which will also lead into another event to prevent you two from killing each other.. unless one of yee be ye heretic.

C'mon everyone, RP! And if.. uh.. gutseren (that's it!) Doesn't RP by the end of this week, his character is going to have an "accident."

Will PM him.

(OOC- Darkvoid I salute you, being DM and having a parents evening(I had mine ages ago and hence I am free to RP), this thread will die over both our dead bodies...)

Darkvoidof40k wrote:
This thread will die over my dead body.

Cadet_Commissar_Ludd wrote: this thread will die over both our dead bodies...)

[endquote]

*racks bolt pistol* that my friends, can be arranged

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Going out with a bang [40k RPG] -- WE NEED PLAYERS @ 2010/07/12 20:45:55

Post by: Darkvoidof40k

Cadet_Commissar_Ludd wrote:(OOC- Darkvoid I salute you, being DM and having a parents evening(I had mine ages ago and hence I am free to RP), this thread will die over both our dead bodies...)

*bang*

"haha, poor sucker never had a chance.."

*walks up to corpse*

"Wait till Ludd hears about this one.."

*turns over body*

"Oh..sh*t.."

"Oi!"

*turns*

crap it's the arbites..

"How can I helpz you officer?"

"You kill this guy?"

"Yes. I mean no. I mean.. crap."

*arbites loads shotgun*

"No, wait! THINK OF THE THREAD!!11!!!three!!?"!

*bang*

-insert action movie sequence-

*miracle* *Ludd is alive again*

*Dark mounts skull on spike and brandishes new shotgun*

"I think the thread defense went rather well.. all things considered.."

"You shot me!"

"No..no I didn't!"

"Yes you did!"

"Nah, you were just stoned.. I mean, REAL stoned.."

"I don't remember that.."

*loads shotgun*

/enddispute




I love the random stuff that pops outta my mind sometimes.. lulz..

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Going out with a bang [40k RPG] -- WE NEED PLAYERS @ 2010/07/12 20:46:29

Post by: Darkvoidof40k

NIKEV wrote:
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*racks bolt pistol* that my friends, can be arranged

And then Shas(NOTSHASIMEANTNIKEV) died.




Edit: WTF IS WITH THIS QUOTE BOX?!?!?

^ nevermind. Editing magic fixes everything. Just like tacos.

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Going out with a bang [40k RPG] -- WE NEED PLAYERS @ 2010/07/12 20:49:04

Post by: Darkvoidof40k

Also, NIkev, if you're gonna join, it kinda has to be soon..

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Going out with a bang [40k RPG] -- WE NEED PLAYERS @ 2010/07/12 20:50:26

Post by: Commissar NIkev

hahahahahahahahaqhahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahaha
Thats what your mom said
hahahahahahahaqhahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahaha
thats what your dad said
hahahahahahahaqhahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahaha

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Going out with a bang [40k RPG] -- WE NEED PLAYERS @ 2010/07/12 20:51:17

Post by: Commissar NIkev

Darkvoidof40k wrote:Also, NIkev, if you're gonna join, it kinda has to be soon..

I would use commissar NIkev.....and he'd be visiting the planet....and have weapons that you wouldn't want........so.....if your cool with that then I'll join......later.

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Going out with a bang [40k RPG] -- WE NEED PLAYERS @ 2010/07/12 20:54:38

Post by: Darkvoidof40k

Commissar NIkev wrote:

Darkvoidof40k wrote:Also, NIkev, if you're gonna join, it kinda has to be soon..

I would use commissar NIkev.....and he'd be visiting the planet....and have weapons that you wouldn't want........so.....if your cool with that then I'll join......later.

Dude, no offense, but I really don't see why you limit yourself to ONE character.. and I'm afraid I won't accept him in this RP.

Besides, in a couple of weeks (during the summer hols when I'm not actually on HOLS) I'll post WoA #2. I've even thought up the name:

== 'Ere we go again! War of Attrition part 2: Reclamation ==


No name stealing please, not that I believe you would want to, I merely need to get that nagging voice telling me that out of my system.



WOOT for 'Chuck', going to watch it in -looks- 5ish minutes.

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Going out with a bang [40k RPG] -- WE NEED PLAYERS @ 2010/07/12 20:55:39

Post by: Darkvoidof40k

Commissar NIkev wrote:hahahahahahahahaqhahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahaha
Thats what your mom said
hahahahahahahaqhahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahaha
thats what your dad said
hahahahahahahaqhahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahaha

Just for that, I'm going to crash a spaceship into your front lawn.

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Going out with a bang [40k RPG] -- WE NEED PLAYERS @ 2010/07/12 21:35:32

Post by: Cadet_Commissar_Ludd

(OOC- Come on NIkev, be fair to Dark, either play a character that fits with the fluff or don't play at all)

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Going out with a bang [40k RPG] -- WE NEED PLAYERS @ 2010/07/12 21:36:11

Post by: Scrazza

well, discussion is getting tenser each minute.....

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Going out with a bang [40k RPG] -- WE NEED PLAYERS @ 2010/07/12 21:36:52

Post by: Scrazza

oh and I agree with Ludd.

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Going out with a bang [40k RPG] -- WE NEED PLAYERS @ 2010/07/12 21:38:12

Post by: Cadet_Commissar_Ludd

(OOC- Thanks Scrazza)

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Going out with a bang [40k RPG] -- WE NEED PLAYERS @ 2010/07/13 02:31:52

Post by: Commissar NIkev

Darkvoidof40k wrote:
Dude, no offense, but I really don't see why you limit yourself to ONE character.. and I'm afraid I won't accept him in this RP.

Well, I use one character because, well, considering he's sitting right beside me with a gun to my head....its kinda hard to say no.......
But in all seriousness To explain it right now isn't in my mood synthasizers.... *cries a little because I can't use Nikev*

I'll think of another character....But I will need a little bit of time.....like 5 minutes, plus 10 to open the page, plus 20 to type the information out, plus 40 to submit it. SO in all, I need about 4 eldar lifetimes and a jar of Jellybeans.....

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Going out with a bang [40k RPG] -- WE NEED PLAYERS @ 2010/07/13 02:41:20

Post by: Commissar NIkev

Reading it all over it feels like its going to be an RP in the form of a Dark Heresy game, and I'm currently already enlisted in one of those.
Just thinking about how things will play feels odd, considering you seem to not be doing rolls and the whole dice bit.

Thanks, But.....I will sadly have to, decline <-- that was actually super hard to write....my arms literally stopped typing about 3 times before I could finish it....

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Going out with a bang [40k RPG] -- WE NEED PLAYERS @ 2010/07/13 07:29:08

Post by: Darkvoidof40k

That's fine. But actually, with the events and stuff, I'm merely a shadow in the greatness of DMing that is SilverMK2.

Plot spoiler time!!!!

Spoiler:

Just kidding suckers!

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Going out with a bang [40k RPG] -- WE NEED PLAYERS @ 2010/07/13 10:34:54

Post by: Scrazza

oh blast.... was really looking forward.

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Going out with a bang [40k RPG] -- WE NEED PLAYERS @ 2010/07/13 17:31:15

Post by: Cadet_Commissar_Ludd

I'm a sucker.

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Going out with a bang [40k RPG] -- WE NEED PLAYERS @ 2010/07/13 17:32:11

Post by: Scrazza

what for? oh yeah, that spoiler............. damn you daaaaaaaark........!

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Going out with a bang [40k RPG] -- WE NEED PLAYERS @ 2010/07/13 19:11:05

Post by: Cadet_Commissar_Ludd

Reading the 'spoiler'...

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Going out with a bang [40k RPG] -- WE NEED PLAYERS @ 2010/07/13 19:12:09

Post by: Scrazza

ha I just edited my previous post to it.

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Going out with a bang [40k RPG] -- WE NEED PLAYERS @ 2010/09/30 23:08:21

Post by: Darkvoidof40k

Scrazza wrote:damn you daaaaaaaark........!

My god, how many times have I seen that sentence and variants there-of on this website and chuckled to myself.. hehe. Just ask NIkev..

Now, who likes Muse?

Back on topic, can we from now on, use OOC and (B)IC please?

For those who don't know, that's out of character and (back)in character.

Also, what's happened to the RPing? Or do we need an event to keep this going. We're at page 6, hurdle one for roleplay threads. Survive this and you know it's all going good.

Anyway, next weekend, something is going to happen on the planet Tannerith. Something big. But not

Dark in the original post wrote:the coming darkness

. Not yet.

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Going out with a bang [40k RPG] -- WE NEED PLAYERS @ 2010/07/13 19:18:47

Post by: Darkvoidof40k

I WILL EAT THE LAG AFTER I HAVE HUNTED IT DOWN AND TORTURED IT!!!! RAAAAAAAAAARGH!!!

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Going out with a bang [40k RPG] -- WE NEED PLAYERS @ 2010/07/13 19:22:23

Post by: Scrazza

(ooc ) exciting, another event

You meant the music band Muse? I like em

we probably need an event. Also that Asherian Command dude is falling out of the RP I am afraid. How long since he posted?

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Going out with a bang [40k RPG] -- WE NEED PLAYERS @ 2010/07/13 19:30:00

Post by: Cadet_Commissar_Ludd

(OOC- YAY MUSE!!! I can't really do much more for my character, I need ghosty to do something or maybe Asherin command... Wait a second, I've just had an idea......)

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Going out with a bang [40k RPG] -- WE NEED PLAYERS @ 2010/07/13 19:36:47

Post by: Scrazza

tell us what you have come up with. Don't let me go to sleep in excitement! (please )

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Going out with a bang [40k RPG] -- WE NEED PLAYERS @ 2010/07/13 19:43:53

Post by: Darkvoidof40k

Well, I was thinking what you've said. I was going to do one for Ash, and Ghosty as well probably. Then soon after, we'll have the Niall and Castella confrontation. Then, then there's the something.

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Going out with a bang [40k RPG] -- WE NEED PLAYERS @ 2010/07/13 19:45:34

Post by: Darkvoidof40k

Cadet_Commissar_Ludd wrote:(OOC- YAY MUSE!!! I can't really do much more for my character, I need ghosty to do something or maybe Asherin command... Wait a second, I've just had an idea......)

Don't do brackets and ooc..

Also, I find that if you do use brackets as a form of ooc, use double - eg, ((this is an example of ooc using double brackets)).

EDIT: see my youtube channel, I have a bunch of Muse videos I recently favorited for easy access. http://www.youtube.com/user/Darkvoidof40k#p/a/f/2/O2IuJPh6h_A

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Going out with a bang [40k RPG] -- WE NEED PLAYERS @ 2010/07/13 21:12:27

Post by: Cadet_Commissar_Ludd

Niall stood in front of the door, the door to the office of his commander Neikt Holtam. He knocked three times on the warm, tactile metal. A clear upper class voice came from within, "Enter."
Neikt pressed the activation switch and the metal door slid across it's well oiled tracks. Neikt, being quite a high up officer in the local PDF cell, boasted a relatively lavish office. He had a bespoke wooden desk and the walls showed traces of a man with a life, with achievements and something to live for.
Neikt looked up from the papers on his desk, his penetrating blue eyes analysing Niall just as Niall did to every new recruit, every sloppy parade ground trooper.
"Niall." Neikt said in a honey-sweet tone, "How are you"
"Good Sir."
"Ah Niall," Neikt shook his head "Always with the formalities."
"Sir, I have some interesting information regarding my civillian brutality case."
"Oh Niall, what is it with you and this ferhing civillian brutality case?"
"Sir?"
Neikt sighed, Niall was a career soldier and peacekeeper, there was no point trying to educate him about the delicate balance of the political world
"There are greater things at stake here than some wayward arbites. You are not to follow this up, understand? You will follow orders, I need to know you are on my side. Dissmissed."
Niall nodded to his commander and stormed out of the office I'm not just going to drop this, oh no the blazing b*tch had better watch out, Niall Seregath was coming for her

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Going out with a bang [40k RPG] -- WE NEED PLAYERS @ 2010/07/13 21:15:54

Post by: Darkvoidof40k

I'd just like to point out, you're all making this planet sound a lot more grimdark than it actually is. Anyway, pretty good piece of RPing you did there, Ludd.


More tomorrow.

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Going out with a bang [40k RPG] -- WE NEED PLAYERS @ 2010/07/13 21:39:00

Post by: Cadet_Commissar_Ludd

OOC- Thanks Dark, I give it my best shot. :-)

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Going out with a bang [40k RPG] -- WE NEED PLAYERS @ 2010/07/14 00:54:53

Post by: Asherian Command

((sorry guys been working on some projects o.o, MUSE IS AWESOME XD))
Roger walked out of the armory. His weapon was repaired and it had been given an upgrade.
"This planets not so bad after all." He laughed.

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Going out with a bang [40k RPG] -- WE NEED PLAYERS @ 2010/07/14 07:34:20

Post by: Darkvoidof40k

##PLAYER EVENT## TONIGHT



Edit: in order to get this event done quickly, it'd be good if Ghosty and Ash could be hanging around on Dakka tonight so that they can PM me/see the results provided school doesn't muck my evening up.

Muse lovers ftw.

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Going out with a bang [40k RPG] -- WE NEED PLAYERS @ 2010/07/14 11:21:34

Post by: ghosty

IC: Castella opened the door of the precint early in the morning, and idly kicked a piece of litter on the doorstep. It bounced down the steps and landed down an uncovered manhole. Sighing to herself, she then motioned for her squad to move out. They trooped past her, joking and throwing abuse at each other. Castella cared little for order, and the way she saw it, if she gave em the little things, they'd be just that bit more co-operative. She yawned, then wandered down the steps into the dawning of a new day...

OOC: Hey Ludd, your warning just got curbstomped

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Going out with a bang [40k RPG] -- WE NEED PLAYERS @ 2010/07/14 16:28:57

Post by: Darkvoidof40k

ghosty wrote:IC: Castella opened the door of the precint early in the morning, and idly kicked a piece of litter on the doorstep. It bounced down the steps and landed down an uncovered manhole. Sighing to herself, she then motioned for her squad to move out. They trooped past her, joking and throwing abuse at each other. Castella cared little for order, and the way she saw it, if she gave em the little things, they'd be just that bit more co-operative. She yawned, then wandered down the steps into the dawning of a new day...

OOC: Hey Ludd, your warning just got curbstomped

orkmoticonspam.is.win.

Will post more later.. but my stomach is deciding what I'm going to be doing for the next twenty minutes.. then homework. Maybe. /ramble/

B block will burn , and I will petrol bomb my locker. 8 days till promise deadline . And for the heck of it, might turn on all the science block gas taps and accidentally toss match, before running like hell and getting my camera out.

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Going out with a bang [40k RPG] -- WE NEED PLAYERS @ 2010/07/14 17:28:52

Post by: Darkvoidof40k

##PLAYER EVENT##

Right, for those of you who don't know, this is what happens. All players involved in the event PM me what they want their characters to do, and I will then write it up how I see fit in relation to how the involved players PM'd me.

The players involved in this event are:
Ghosty
Asherian_Command
--

Roger strapped his shotgun over his back, and began to take a stroll down the street. This planet is indeed a most beautiful one. Praise the Emperor, for I am gifted to tread upon such a prosperous world he thought to himself. But then he remembered that not everything on this planet was perfect - the cult they'd found earlier for instance. That reminded him, they still had to investigate if that was an isolated group or if there are more in the city.
As he was considering this, he decided to take what he presumed would be a shortcut down an alleyway to the local pub - the Devout Saint - as it was his favorite place to relax when he was off-duty. Can a true servent ever be off-duty? he wondered. Just then, multiple figures detached themselves from the shadows. There were three of them, who stepped into the light. However, Roger thought he could see a few silhouettes behind them.
Great he thought, just what I need - a couple of street thugs.
"Step aside" he ordered.
"Oh yeah, and what if we don't wanna?" the lead thug replied - he was wearing a green vest, and his powerful muscles were there for all to see. He had a holstered autopistol and a blade attached to his belt.
"Then I will make you move."
"Go on then. If you're tough enough, that is."

~~~

Castella and her team split up into teams of two, as usual for their city patrols. Two teams took patrol vehicles so they could get around the outskirts of the city and cover a wider area in general. Castella and Piggy covered the blocks surrounding their HQ building. They turned a corner, only to see a man with carapace armour and a shotgun slung over his back disappear into an alleyway, and voices coming from within soon after.
"Lets check this out."

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Going out with a bang [40k RPG] -- WE NEED PLAYERS @ 2010/07/14 23:19:55

Post by: Asherian Command

Well i'll send it too you.

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Going out with a bang [40k RPG] -- WE NEED PLAYERS @ 2010/07/16 10:00:58

Post by: Scorpionov

Character name:Chaldia (female)
Character age:25
Character job: Nomad, Hunter
Character personality: cautious
Character appearance: Muscular build, red hair ,blue eyes, eyebrow piercing , multiple ear & tongue piercings
Character height:5.6ft
Character equipment:Grappling hook, box of tinder, auto pistol with 2 clips, lasgun, 1 Tannerithian blade, 6 steel javelins, worn cloak
Character bio/background story:
Chaldia was raised in the high mountains of Tannerithian by her parents her father a deserter of the imperial guard fled here to start a new life fell in love with her mother a native of this planet. she was raised in the art of hunting & survival she knew no happy child hood as here in the mountains there wasn't time for any.
Unfortunately her parents were both killed during a minor landslide at age 15 causing her to only depend on her self from on. now at 25 she is expert at survival in these mountains though she has never had human contact other than her parents she knows the customs of greeting in this planet

pic:
http://browse.deviantart.com/manga/?q=cloak&order=9&offset=120#/ddmcai

awaiting acceptance...

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Going out with a bang [40k RPG] -- WE NEED PLAYERS @ 2010/07/16 15:27:58

Post by: Darkvoidof40k

There's your image for you .

Not sure what to make of your character really.. I mean, when I first saw te Tannerithian Blade I just thought "no". But then I reasoned that as they lived in the mountains, it could of been made if the father was a smith or something.

Accepted. Although, reading your post, some of your grammar etc isn't the best. Not having a go, but I get annoyed by this kind of thing. So a word of advice from me, try (in future) when you post in-character on this thread to write your post in Microsoft Word/equivelant and spellcheck it before posting it.

Anyway, if you don't mind, I'd very much like to just bring your character into the story as quickly as possible. So, I suggest you do an in-character post to just describe where Chaldia lives, what she does in her life, and what she eats/does/etc.

I've already got a good idea for how to bring her into the main story with the rest of the characters, and I might do that myself at a later date. But first, I've got an event to conclude!

Also, Scorp, make sure to read all previous posts before posting IC.

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Going out with a bang [40k RPG] -- WE NEED PLAYERS @ 2010/07/16 17:22:35

Post by: Scrazza

welcome in The RP. Hmmmmm a lasgun?

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Going out with a bang [40k RPG] -- WE NEED PLAYERS @ 2010/07/16 17:51:44

Post by: Darkvoidof40k

Scrazza wrote:welcome in The RP. Hmmmmm a lasgun?

Ah, well spotted Scrazza!

One cookie for you.

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Going out with a bang [40k RPG] -- WE NEED PLAYERS @ 2010/07/16 17:53:27

Post by: Scrazza

munch munch munch!!!

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Going out with a bang [40k RPG] -- WE NEED PLAYERS @ 2010/07/16 18:09:08

Post by: Cadet_Commissar_Ludd

Me wants cookie...

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Going out with a bang [40k RPG] -- WE NEED PLAYERS @ 2010/07/16 18:45:55

Post by: Darkvoidof40k

##PLAYER EVENT - CONCLUSION!##


Remember, I am using dice rolls to determine what happens in combat sequences, so injury is possible, and anything can happen. Well, almost anything. And then there's also what y'all decided you wanted your characters to do. Otherwise, it's up to my imagination!

~~~


Roger chuckled. He adopted a combat pose. His eyes leveled upon the lead thug.
"Bring it you useless scum."
The thug leader removed his jacket, and flexed his muscles menacingly.

--

Castella peered round the corner, and saw a man in carapace armour with a shotgun strapped to his back preparing to have a fistfight with a well-build and heavily muscled man.
Scar she thought. He was the toughest gang leader in the area. Castella had a grudge against him - she knew he was smuggling drugs to various undergrounds, she just had no evidence to officially bring him in. Oh, that and he was the only man on the planet who'd ever beaten her in a fight. Left a damned big mark he had, too she remembered, and placed a hand on her chest. She'd been lucky - he'd only just missed her heart and any other important organs by a hairs breadth.
She turned back to Piggy.
"It's Scar - he's about to rough it with someone..new."
"New?"
"Well, he's got a shotgun and carapace armour. When was the last time you saw someone outside the military with that kind of equipment?"
"How's never?"
"We're going round the back."
"Right" Piggy replied.
The two began a circle of the block, to get to the other side of the alleyway.

--

The lead thug threw a right hook, but Roger deflected it away with his arm, and struck him in the stomach. The man grunted and stumbled back from the blow.
Another thug came at him. Roger ran forward and bowled into him, in an attempt to bring him down, but the man held firm, and brought his knee up into Roger's chest. His chestplate kept him from harm though, and Roger pushed him sideways into the wall, and lifting him up by the scruff of his clothes, punched him in the face, knocking the man out of action. He let the limp body fall to the ground, but before he could even turn another thug had already run up behind him, and whacked him round the side of the head with a pistol-butt. Fortunately, Roger's helmet saved him from serious harm - it just disorientated him for a second. He swung his right arm out, colliding with a leather jacket, which absorbed the force of his hit. He lashed out with a leg, and tried to knock the thugs' feet from under him. His enemy went down, but not out - but Roger was on him before he could get up. He sent two punches at the downed man, but he grabbed Roger's fists and stopped them. The thug kicked up from under Roger, but he moved forward, out of the way. With the mans' arms pinned down, Roger headbutted him. This thug was out for the count. Roger looked up, and saw a foot rapidly approaching his face. Foot collided with head, and Roger was knocked sprawling. Luckily, he escaped harm. He felt dizzy, and his vision was blurry. He managed to recover quickly, and crawled to his feet. He whipped his shotgun from its holster on his back - but the thug leader already had his autopistol in hand, and fired off two shots, both hitting Roger squarely. They passed his armour, and he fell to the floor, blood trickling from two bullet wounds.


--

Castella and Piggy ran towards the back of the alleyway as they heard gunfire, and reached the entrance just in time to see the security-enforcer go down.
Castella fired her shotgun at the closest ganger, who had his back turned to them. Multiple shots leapt out, several hitting her target, and he fell to the ground dead.
Piggy fired with his autogun at the other ganger, who had by now leapt into cover, pistol drawn. Unfortunately, none of his shots hit on target. The ganger in cover returned fire, his weapon singing out thrice. All of them missed, and Castella and Piggy found cover behind a large bin. "This stinks like a grox-pen!" Castella shouted in disgust.
"Piggy! Covering fire, now!" she ordered, and as she leapt out of cover, her second in command let out a volley of shots, pinning down the lone gunman. Castella ran forward, and soon found herself looking at the kneeling ganger. She fired, but he forward-rolled out of the way. Scar detached himself from cover, and fired off a shot at Castella. It hit home. She stumbled to the ground, blood trickling from a bullet wound in her torso. She held her shotgun one handed, and fired at the other ganger in a lightning fast reaction before he could fire at her. Due to the impairment of holding her weapon one-handed, most of the shots missed. One hit the ganger, but it only resulted in a flesh wound. Two shots came from behind her, and impacted on the pistoleer, killing him. She looked on in rage as her hated enemy, Scar, promptly bolted it off out the other end of the alley.
"Coward!" she shouted.
"Come back and fight!"
Piggy rushed over to Castella.
"You alright?"
"Do I look fething alright? I've been shot!" she growled.
He helped her to her feet, and she leaned against a wall.
"I'll call a med-team on my com-device" Piggy said, running over to the prone form of the security-enforcer.

--

Roger opened his eyes, and blinked several times - his vision was blurry. When it cleared, he looked around, taking in the room he was in. It was obviously a medical station, and he was lying on a bed, with a wire stuck in his arm, pumping liquids into his blood. He tried to move - his body screamed out in pain at him, and he looked down at his naked chest. He had obviously been operated on. He knew a bullet-removal procedure when he saw one, and clearly he'd been opened up with a laser, and synthflesh spray had been applied over the open wound once they'd finished.
"So, you're finally awake?" a female voice said from beside him.
Roger looked right, and in the next bed, a couple of metres away, lay a woman, who seemed to have been through a similar operation.
"I've got some questions for you."

~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

EVENT concluded!

Player fatalities -
None

Player injuries -
Castella has suffered a gunshot wound, but has been operated on, and it has been removed. She will be weakened for awhile and will have to stay at the med-station for another day to make sure she's fine, and then she can go. She is officially forbiddon to participate in field operations for the PSF (planetary security force) for a week, but can still investigate/gather information.
Roger has suffered two gunshot wounds, and like Castella, has had them removed. He will be quite weak for awhile, and will have to stay at the med-station for another day to make sure he's fine, and then he can go. He is officially forbiddon to participate in field operations for the PSF (planetary security force) for a week, but can still investigate/gather information.


Hope you all enjoyed this PLAYER EVENT!

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Going out with a bang [40k RPG] -- WE NEED PLAYERS @ 2010/07/16 18:57:20

Post by: Scrazza

I enjoyed. Thanks for the good read.

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Going out with a bang [40k RPG] -- WE NEED PLAYERS @ 2010/07/16 19:09:14

Post by: Cadet_Commissar_Ludd

Great DMing Dark

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Going out with a bang [40k RPG] -- WE NEED PLAYERS @ 2010/07/16 19:20:11

Post by: Darkvoidof40k

You're welcome, and thanks as well, I 'spose. Took about 40 minutes I'd guess to write .

Also, please remember - if you're not in the event, feel free to RP (except if it interferes with the event)!

Right, I know I haven't done it so far, but I'm introducing a "Day system". Basically, I'll just tell you all when it's the next day, and hand out any information that might be important.. or whatever.

Damn, there's the something that I promised to do now, isn't there? Although it isn't the weekend, yet..

Well, I'll do extra, for you guys .

Just post your guys going to sleep if you can, if not, ah well, we'll assume they are.

I'll write up the EVENT beginning tonight, and post it. Then you guys can all read stuff if you haven't (Ghosty, Ash) and PM me.

Then again, I'm not quite sure how to do this one - as an event, or just as a "next day update". Probably the latter, with a few of the former following. Unfortunately, Roger + Castella will be out of it for anything that happens in the next "day", and even after that, they'll be at a disadvantage against opponants and giant baby-eating plants, or even that milkman who gives you the funny look each morning, like he knows what happened to your missing cat or something..

Until later, have fun!

EDIT: Also, just edited the PLAYER EVENT post, to fix a part where I put [img] around some writing instead of italics.

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Going out with a bang [40k RPG] -- WE NEED PLAYERS @ 2010/07/16 20:16:15

Post by: Cadet_Commissar_Ludd

Darkvoidof40k wrote:
Damn, there's the something that I promised to do now, isn't there? Although it isn't the weekend, yet..

OOC- Dark, are you honestly asking us to stay up past midnight on a friday night whilst surfing on Dakka? I'm shocked

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Going out with a bang [40k RPG] -- WE NEED PLAYERS @ 2010/07/16 20:19:47

Post by: Darkvoidof40k

Cadet_Commissar_Ludd wrote:

Darkvoidof40k wrote:
Damn, there's the something that I promised to do now, isn't there? Although it isn't the weekend, yet..

OOC- Dark, are you honestly asking us to stay up past midnight on a friday night whilst surfing on Dakka? I'm shocked

My friend, you are assuming I will still be on my computer in 40 minutes or more time. Nah, I'll be sleeping.

There'll be no extra for you guys tonight anyway, I'm too lazy and full of promises I can't keep.

But I have had a great idea to expand the something, and I hope you will all enjoy it when I do it.

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Going out with a bang [40k RPG] -- WE NEED PLAYERS @ 2010/07/16 23:18:59

Post by: ghosty

Castella watched the man closely. He wasn't much to look at, and he seemed pretty beat up. She had seen the likes of him before, all talk and no punch. Tried to settle a fight with a gang, with his bare hands? Just asking for trouble. The man looked around groggily, and slumped back into his bed. Castella got up, and made for the door.

A frightened Med servitor seemed to run after her and touched her tentatively on the arm.

"What the F*ck do you want?"

"Mistress, you have been shot. I advise you stay in bed."

Castella smiled.

"Advise away you little 'borg. I aint listening." She spat for emphases on the man's grey face.

She heard a faint rustling from behind, and span round to see a women wearing a habit, crossed with a nurse uniform standing before her. The woman smiled politely.

"A problem here?" she said in an angelic voice.

The sister hospilitae smiled again.

Castella stared at the women with a mixture of loathing and admiration. This women was pure, her life spent devout to the protection of others. The soppiness of it all made Castella feel nothing but mild disgust for her. And yet, and yet the fact that this women, who looked know older than Castella had spent her life sheltered and protected awoke a sense of admiration for the woman, and also guilt. The sister probably hadn't lost her virginity behind a couple of bins to a young officer to get a place in the arbites.

The Sister hospilitae took Castella by the stunned hand, and led her back to her bed.

"Your in no shape to be up and walking my dear, just lie down and rest. Theres a good girl."

Castella felt her limbs grow heavy, and her eyes flutter. She looked down at her arm, and saw a needle poking into it. That damn Servitor had known its stuff...

Her eyes rolled in her head and she slowly folded up in the arms of the Sister.

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Going out with a bang [40k RPG] -- WE NEED PLAYERS @ 2010/07/17 01:32:04

Post by: Asherian Command

ghosty wrote:
Castella stared at the women with a mixture of loathing and admiration. This women was pure, her life spent devout to the protection of others. The soppiness of it all made Castella feel nothing but mild disgust for her. And yet, and yet the fact that this women, who looked know older than Castella had spent her life sheltered and protected awoke a sense of admiration for the woman, and also guilt. The sister probably hadn't lost her virginity behind a couple of bins to a young officer to get a place in the arbites.

((Occ: LOL.
Well At least Roger got into the Adeptus Artibutes fair and square. He took the entrance exam. ))

Roger felt the cool fans of the room come down from the ceiling. His arms were still stiff from the two gun shots. Not to mention a few brusies. Roger chuckled. "What i would give to have my squad here, Hehehe."
The serf that he had met at the armory walked in. Handing him his photo of his wife.
"Sir this was in your armor. She's a pretty one." Said the serf sadly.
Roger nodded. "Well shes long gone. Just kept this to ensure that I will remember her. Even got a picture of the Adeptus Artibutes team that I was suppose to come here with. But something stopped them. Damn Inqusitors."
The Serf looked up. "I think i haven't introduced myself. I am Serf Loren Quinto. I know about you Roger Houston. Inqusitor Moirth has told me much about you!"

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Going out with a bang [40k RPG] -- WE NEED PLAYERS @ 2010/07/17 07:23:15

Post by: Darkvoidof40k

Right, it's 7:20 AM and I'm tired, so I'll get to the point with this post.

Sister hospitalae(sp?) don't exist, atleast not in the sister of battle form. On this planet, they actually just have normal people trained as doctors etc.

It's spelled arbites, Ash.

As for this inquisitor.. hmm.. him being here would, as previously mentioned, result in the planet being brought back into the imperial fold and having to pay taxes/conscriptions, its rulers executed and its planet worked to death.

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Going out with a bang [40k RPG] -- WE NEED PLAYERS @ 2010/07/17 07:23:36

Post by: Darkvoidof40k

I hate the lag.

In other news, page 8!

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Going out with a bang [40k RPG] -- WE NEED PLAYERS @ 2010/07/17 08:01:53

Post by: Cadet_Commissar_Ludd

(OOC or am I IC? anyway WOULD ROGER KINDLY MIND IF HE STOPPED REFERRING TO MY SQUAD AS HIS SQUAD)
(he's only joined it temporarily so I/Tor Virgil can keep an eye on him as per our respective superior's orders)

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Going out with a bang [40k RPG] -- WE NEED PLAYERS @ 2010/07/17 08:28:17

Post by: Darkvoidof40k

Cadet_Commissar_Ludd wrote:(OOC or am I IC? anyway WOULD ROGER KINDLY MIND IF HE STOPPED REFERRING TO MY SQUAD AS HIS SQUAD)
(he's only joined it temporarily so I/Tor Virgil can keep an eye on him as per our respective superior's orders)

He has his own position in the security forces, and has his own unit under his command.


edit: You're OOC (out of character), not IC (in-character).

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Going out with a bang [40k RPG] -- WE NEED PLAYERS @ 2010/07/17 08:33:58

Post by: Cadet_Commissar_Ludd

oh, ok then

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Going out with a bang [40k RPG] -- WE NEED PLAYERS @ 2010/07/17 08:58:53

Post by: Darkvoidof40k

DAY 2

Right, it’s the next day; everyone is rested up and has eaten since they got up.

Local news:
There have been several murders in the night, and a strange symbol is left at the scene of the crime, painted in the victims’ blood. The victims have all been killed with hand-to-hand weapons. Some cases were particularly brutal, such as the murder of local blacksmith Gutseren Killith.

Local security-enforcer Reed “Piggy” Kor has issued a manhunt for the infamous gang-leader ‘Scar’.


Anyone who reads the Tannerithian detective (the local newspaper) will be aware of the local news, anyone who talks to anyone involved in the news will be aware of the local news, and anyone who generally chats to other people will probably be aware of the local news!


Global news:
There has been some sort of security breech up at the Governor’s palace.

Mostly anyone in the military will have heard rumours concerning this global news, although only very high ranking people will know the details of the incident. (None of you lot)


Information that individual characters have received:

- Niall
Received congratulations on the execution of the cultist cell.
Ordered to investigate the murders with the help of his unit.

- Castella
Must stay at the med-station until the end of the day.
Will be aware of the manhunt as one of her men will visit her at some point during the day to tell her.

- Tor Virgil
Is under Niall’s command, and will do as ordered.

- Roger
Must stay at the med-station until the end of the day, unless he uses his Inquisitorial emblem gifted to him previously in his life to get out.


Player fatality!
Gutseren Killith was murdered.

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Going out with a bang [40k RPG] -- WE NEED PLAYERS @ 2010/07/17 10:56:17

Post by: ghosty

Hey Dark,i dont want to burst your bubble, but they really really do >.>

Ima gonna grab me some source material and quote your face to the next millennia.

*clears throat*

"The orders hospitaller provide surgeons, physicians, and nurses to all arms of the imperium, with the exception of the adeptus astartes, performing acts of great compassion in the execution of their duties."

Hasn't got you convinced yet? Orly.

"The people under their care often regard them as saintly figures, and many have been canonised, often posthumously, following some great act of personal bravery in the face of all odds."

Shall i continue?

"Members of the orders hospitaller can even be found accompanying branches of the imperial guard, and inquisitors personal armies. They are renowned throughout the imperium for their skills."

It has another bit, about other orders that AREN'T sisters of battle, but that's about the medical sisters. N' if this is a civilised planet they would have them.

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Going out with a bang [40k RPG] -- WE NEED PLAYERS @ 2010/07/17 11:02:15

Post by: Darkvoidof40k

ghosty wrote:Hey Dark,i dont want to burst your bubble, but they really really do >.>

Ima gonna grab me some source material and quote your face to the next millennia.

*clears throat*

"The orders hospitaller provide surgeons, physicians, and nurses to all arms of the imperium, with the exception of the adeptus astartes, performing acts of great compassion in the execution of their duties."

Hasn't got you convinced yet? Orly.

"The people under their care often regard them as saintly figures, and many have been canonised, often posthumously, following some great act of personal bravery in the face of all odds."

Shall i continue?

"Members of the orders hospitaller can even be found accompanying branches of the imperial guard, and inquisitors personal armies. They are renowned throughout the imperium for their skills."

It has another bit, about other orders that AREN'T sisters of battle, but that's about the medical sisters. N' if this is a civilised planet they would have them.

I know ABOUT the sister hospitalia, there just aren't any sisters on this planet. Otherwise it undermines all the fluff for this RP .

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Going out with a bang [40k RPG] -- WE NEED PLAYERS @ 2010/07/17 11:19:29

Post by: ghosty

Bah. Stupid bloody uncivilised planet...

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Going out with a bang [40k RPG] -- WE NEED PLAYERS @ 2010/07/17 11:20:29

Post by: Darkvoidof40k

ghosty wrote:Bah. Stupid bloody uncivilised planet...

Uncivilised? No. Free? Yes.

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Going out with a bang [40k RPG] -- WE NEED PLAYERS @ 2010/07/17 12:13:51

Post by: Scorpionov

OOC: alright here goes nothing

IC: It was a cold, dark night Chaldia swung her Tannerithian blade given to her by her father when he made it many years ago it was her single most valuable prize survival was difficult with out it, It easily sliced apart the foliage that blocked her path she had to find some shelter soon or risk being frozen to death. Her father taught her all she needed to know how to survive in the mountains, everything from building a fire to figuring out what plants are poisonous or not. She continued to hack through until she found a suitable spot she could set up for the night . She set up stones in around circle barrier to better contain the fire and placed the firewood she gathered nearby in a ti-pee shape grabbed a handful of tinder form her tinderbox & placed on top of & in-between the firewood she then started scrapping to rocks together to get the desired spark after a few minutes & a few failed a attempts she started to get smoke going. she blew on the smoke in order to spread the fir & soon she had a nice,warm fire going she placed a few rocks behind the fire so the heat could more effectively warm her up.

She huddled to the fire occasionally rubbing her hands together to get more heat out of them although she has a warm place to sleep the night he overall mission for the day had been failure all day she had been hunting for something to eat either the critters were too fast or to strong to hunt. Her stomach growled with hunger it demanded something to eat she hadn't eaten in 2 days but was well hydrated then suddenly out of the corner of her eye she had spotted something a small critter that was just a little bigger than a rabbit but looked like a cross between a beaver & a weasel.
She could not let this chance for food escape her slowly she reached for her auto-pistol she had already wasted a clip of ammo today hunting for a meal as well 3 javelins with light speed she aimed & fired it got the animal in the leg & she ran after determined not to let it go after a short but intense run she smirked as she grabbed it by it's hind legs "its about time" she said panting the creature was squealing as it tried to wriggle free but when she got back to camp she used her blade to quickly end its life using her blade to carefully skin the animal then gut it she would use the furs later "probably make gloves out of them" she mused.

She impaled the rest on a stick and watched as it slowly cooked after one and a half hours of turning & occasionally testing the meat she concluded that it was finally ready to eat. the meat was tender & succulent & juicy it was what she needed and would probably last a day or two nothing went to waste all that was left in the end was a skeletal carcass. she grabbed all the leftover organs & bones and threw a few meters away from her campsite although predators would be scarred of the fire the smell of dead prey would win out & she did not wish to become a corpse she after added some firewood & tinder to her campfire she laid down on the cold stone floor with her backpack as her pillow & continued to watch the fire until she dozed off

OOC: is that a good intro?

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Going out with a bang [40k RPG] -- WE NEED PLAYERS @ 2010/07/17 12:24:17

Post by: Darkvoidof40k

Yes, it is, Scorpion. However, your grammar isn't great, but considering you're not English (I'm assuming, from the little flag), it wasn't too bad.

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Going out with a bang [40k RPG] -- WE NEED PLAYERS @ 2010/07/17 15:22:43

Post by: Asherian Command

Darkvoidof40k wrote:DAY 2

Player fatality!
Gutseren Killith was murdered.

Wait how did he die? Did the person quit or something? I think we need more players!

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Going out with a bang [40k RPG] -- WE NEED PLAYERS @ 2010/07/17 15:31:01

Post by: Darkvoidof40k

Asherian Command wrote:

Darkvoidof40k wrote:DAY 2

Player fatality!
Gutseren Killith was murdered.

Wait how did he die? Did the person quit or something? I think we need more players!

He was murdered during the night, just one of many occurances.

I killed his character because he hasn't RP'd once on this thread, and I doubt he'd read through the entire thing before I let him post.

Yes, we need more players. But it'll be hard, because I make all new comers read the entire thread first.

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Going out with a bang [40k RPG] -- WE NEED PLAYERS @ 2010/07/17 15:33:30

Post by: Asherian Command

Darkvoidof40k wrote:

Asherian Command wrote:

Darkvoidof40k wrote:DAY 2

Player fatality!
Gutseren Killith was murdered.

Wait how did he die? Did the person quit or something? I think we need more players!

He was murdered during the night, just one of many occurances.

I killed his character because he hasn't RP'd once on this thread, and I doubt he'd read through the entire thing before I let him post.

Yes, we need more players. But it'll be hard, because I make all new comers read the entire thread first.

Ah what if he returns?

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Going out with a bang [40k RPG] -- WE NEED PLAYERS @ 2010/07/17 15:34:31

Post by: Darkvoidof40k

Asherian Command wrote:

Darkvoidof40k wrote:

Asherian Command wrote:

Darkvoidof40k wrote:DAY 2

Player fatality!
Gutseren Killith was murdered.

Wait how did he die? Did the person quit or something? I think we need more players!

He was murdered during the night, just one of many occurances.

I killed his character because he hasn't RP'd once on this thread, and I doubt he'd read through the entire thing before I let him post.

Yes, we need more players. But it'll be hard, because I make all new comers read the entire thread first.

Ah what if he returns?

Then boohoo him.

I'm against editing what I've already written, plus it means if you guys feel like investigating him then you can pilfer his house.

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Going out with a bang [40k RPG] -- WE NEED PLAYERS @ 2010/07/17 15:36:03

Post by: Asherian Command

AH. Then he can make a new character! Probaly a brother or something

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Going out with a bang [40k RPG] -- WE NEED PLAYERS @ 2010/07/17 15:37:16

Post by: Darkvoidof40k

This guy hasn't even made a post on Dakka since he signed up. I highly doubt he'll be returning.

Anyway, if you know any skilled writers that enjoy this kind of stuff, feel free to point them in the direction of this thread, everybody.

Now, back to RPing?

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Going out with a bang [40k RPG] -- WE NEED PLAYERS @ 2010/07/17 17:38:17

Post by: Scrazza

((OOc Good you killed that guy. Now, Back to rp ing!))

Tor was on his way to the divine saint again. He began to like the place. He bought the newspaper with what money he had left. About time they gave us our wages. He read about the murders and the suspected Cult operating on his planet. Add the incident at the governor's palace. Tor threw the paper on the ground. All these "incidents" were making him sick. What happened to his old planet?

after a good walk he arrived at the Divine saint. He saw something stirring in the shadows. Probably a rat. he walked in and took a seat at the bar. He ordered a drink, had a chat with the man sitting next to him, and before he knew it, an hour had passed.

suddenly, three men came in. They looked like gangers. They wore long purple and dark blue long coats. He watched them from a distance. They were talking to a women who had strange tattoos on her cheek and forehead. He saw her pointing at him. The three men and the women stood back up and headed straight at him. He saw one of them draw a pistol. Now Tor was alarmed. The pistol armed man started shooting at the other people in the bar. Tor dived behind the bar and drew his autopistol. He dared to glance over the bar and saw all of the dark figures draw pistols and add their fire into the crowd now busy to get out. after a while everbody was or dead or had fled. Only Tor and the barkeeper were still there, hiding behind the bar. The barkeeper Took an old shotgun from under the bar. "Nobody comes here and wrecks my business!" the barkeeper yelled before shooting at one of the dark figures. his shot went wide but the aggressors made for cover. "my home is going to hell..." Tor said to himself.

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Going out with a bang [40k RPG] -- WE NEED PLAYERS @ 2010/07/17 17:51:55

Post by: Darkvoidof40k

Are you going to finish that?

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Going out with a bang [40k RPG] -- WE NEED PLAYERS @ 2010/07/17 17:54:16

Post by: Scrazza

yes. but I left the other part out for now so that other players can RP their parts while they do something else somewhere else. Savvy?

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Going out with a bang [40k RPG] -- WE NEED PLAYERS @ 2010/07/17 18:02:21

Post by: Darkvoidof40k

Scrazza wrote:yes. but I left the other part out for now so that other players can RP their parts while they do something else somewhere else. Savvy?

Savvy.

Anyway.. *waits for people to post*

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Going out with a bang [40k RPG] -- WE NEED PLAYERS @ 2010/07/17 18:03:24

Post by: Scrazza

yoho me hearties and a bottle of rum. Glad you savvy.

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Going out with a bang [40k RPG] -- WE NEED PLAYERS @ 2010/07/17 18:08:19

Post by: Darkvoidof40k

Scrazza wrote:yoho me hearties and a bottle of rum. Glad ye be savvy.

Fixed.

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Going out with a bang [40k RPG] -- WE NEED PLAYERS @ 2010/07/17 18:13:04

Post by: Scrazza

you should write RIP or killed or something next to gutseren in the original post

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Going out with a bang [40k RPG] -- WE NEED PLAYERS @ 2010/07/17 19:23:38

Post by: Cadet_Commissar_Ludd

OOC- sorry guys, I've been out at a fair, read everything
IC- Niall looked up from his arbites brutality case file on his desk and quickly snapped said file shut. Standing in the doorway of his office was commander Neikt.
"Sir, I was not expecting you."
"Come come Niall, can a commander not check on his best junior officer?"
Neikt's cold grey eyes glanced down at the file on Niall's desk.
"What's this?"
"Um, sir, it's a um, a report from the armoury sir."
Neikt raised an eyebrow, he obviously wasn't impressed with Niall's lie.
"OK, well Niall you may have heard some rumours of murders."
Rumours? you mean the talk of the city. Niall thought to himself
"Well, yes sir I was aware of these murders."
"The line of the media and the story fed to the arbites is that it's gang uprising. Obviously, that's not quite the truth of it."
You're joking Niall thought to himself sarcastically
"Because of your great work with the cultists yesterday, I've got your squad a new set orders."
"Excellent sir, it will be a pleasure."
Neikt threw the pict slate onto Niall's desk. "There you go soldier, get to work...."

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Going out with a bang [40k RPG] -- WE NEED PLAYERS @ 2010/07/17 19:34:14

Post by: Darkvoidof40k

I assume you want me to write that out as an event?

If not, just say the word and continue on happily.

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Going out with a bang [40k RPG] -- WE NEED PLAYERS @ 2010/07/17 19:47:16

Post by: Cadet_Commissar_Ludd

EVENT!!!

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Going out with a bang [40k RPG] -- WE NEED PLAYERS @ 2010/07/17 20:10:36

Post by: Scrazza

Tor dared another glance. he saw one of the men half out of cover while he was shooting wildly at Tor and the barkeeper. Tor raised his autoistoll and loosed 2 shots. 1 of his shots penetrated his chest and the other his shooting arm. That would put him out if a fought for a while. meanwhile the other 2 men rushed out of cover blasting at the bar, while the woman provided covering fire with her pistol.

"oi, barkeeper, shoot straight will you?" they both ducked out of cover and started shooting at them before the went back into cover. the 2 men stopped firing. the women stopped too. Tor took a glance and saw the 2 men on the floor. of them dead, shot through the head. and the other groaning in pain silently.then he saw the women running out of the bar. "like hell you do." though yelled before pursuits the women.

"hey what about me?" the barman asked with a trembling voice. No answer came because Tor was already out. Seeing the wounded man of which the barkeeper was a ganger. The barkeeper walked slowly towards the wounded aggressor while he was holding his old shotgun 1 handed. The barkeeper put the barrel to the wounded man's head. "No... Please..." were the last words the dying man said before being executed.

meanwhile outside, Tor was in pursuit of the women. eventualy she ran into a small alley. With a dead end. the women turned and fired a quick shot. the bullet ricocheted off the wall.Some small stones hit Tor with an amazing speed thanks to the ricochet into Tor's right cheek. Tor groaned and lost his balance. The woman was making ready for another shot. but when she was about to pull the trigger, she realized the ammo was spent. She threw away the pistol and took her small knife and came running towards Tor. Tor regained his balance and shot the women through her head.

It was over. "I think I need to look for another bar. this planet is going to hell, just as I said before." and Tor left the dead woman be, and headed towards his outpost in a quick pace. " I definably got to tell Niall this".

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Going out with a bang [40k RPG] -- WE NEED PLAYERS @ 2010/07/17 20:59:20

Post by: Cadet_Commissar_Ludd

Niall looked down at the pict-reader that Neikt had left on his desk, his mouth fell open in disbelief at the information and orders before him. He jumped up from his chair, grabbed his coat and side-arms then headed of to find his squad.

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Going out with a bang [40k RPG] -- WE NEED PLAYERS @ 2010/07/17 21:09:05

Post by: Darkvoidof40k

Event tomorrow.. probably..

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Going out with a bang [40k RPG] -- WE NEED PLAYERS @ 2010/07/17 21:09:37

Post by: Darkvoidof40k

Lag can go die in a hole

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Going out with a bang [40k RPG] -- WE NEED PLAYERS @ 2010/07/17 21:13:31

Post by: Cadet_Commissar_Ludd

OOC- I've got my crosshairs on that lag, I'm gonna make the shot...

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Going out with a bang [40k RPG] -- WE NEED PLAYERS @ 2010/07/17 21:13:45

Post by: Cadet_Commissar_Ludd

OOC- I've got my crosshairs on that lag, I'm gonna make the shot...
OH THE IRONY

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Going out with a bang [40k RPG] -- WE NEED PLAYERS @ 2010/07/18 11:27:43

Post by: Scrazza

wraaarhg... we ...Need...Event.....Wraaaghr!

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Going out with a bang [40k RPG] -- WE NEED PLAYERS @ 2010/07/18 12:58:58

Post by: Cadet_Commissar_Ludd

Niall examined the troops in front of him on the parade ground, "Where the feth is Virgil?"
"I don't know sir." whispered one of the veterans in Niall's squad.
Niall stared into the dark brown eyes of said trooper. "What did you say?"
"I don't know sir..."
Niall fixed the trooper with his hardest glare and then turned around and continued pacing, he heard a noise from the edge of the military compound and looked up. It was Tor, Niall smiled briefly, he was going to enjoy this
"Where have you been?"

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Going out with a bang [40k RPG] -- WE NEED PLAYERS @ 2010/07/18 14:35:45

Post by: Scrazza

Tor came running to the gate of the military compound. He saw his squad standing to attention and Niall yelling orders or something. "I think I am in trouble." He hurried towards Niall. in front of Niall, Tor stopped and stood to attention.

"Where have you been?" asked Niall.
"I was at the divine saint, sir. I had a hold up. 4 armed aggressors with pistols started shooting wildly in the 'Saint sir. You will probably read about it in the news tomorrow, There were news reporters at the scene as soon as I left the bar. All of the attackers wore Purple or dark blue longcoats and they sported strange tattoos on they're foreheads and cheeks. They looked very similar to the ones in that hab block we assaulted the other day. I hope this will explain my lateness, sir."

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Going out with a bang [40k RPG] -- WE NEED PLAYERS @ 2010/07/18 15:48:00

Post by: Darkvoidof40k

"I was involved in a fight with known aggressors, please don't get angry because I was late."



Don't worry, my pretties, event soon..

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Going out with a bang [40k RPG] -- WE NEED PLAYERS @ 2010/07/18 15:49:04

Post by: Cadet_Commissar_Ludd

"Hmm." Niall gave Tor a good look up and down, there were clear signs that he had been in a gunfight. "Very well."
"Alright men, we've got new orders, we've been provided with a chimera transport and we're to double time to the space port. Before I get any stupid comments, no we're not going off world." A collective murmur and groan went up from the troopers
"Enough of that, you will be briefed further at the port. Squad move out."

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Going out with a bang [40k RPG] -- WE NEED PLAYERS @ 2010/07/18 18:03:40

Post by: Darkvoidof40k

:::EVENT:::

The dataslate read:

This cult cannot be allowed to grow any further. I want you to go digging around down town, search any buildings that look like they could contain a cult, and watch out for strange happenings. Use as much force as you deem necessary.

###additional information###

Send some of your men to the governor's palace. This department needs to know what's going on up there, the military can't keep this from us. There has been a security breach, and as it is the job of the PSF to handle security, we should know about this.

It is regrettable that two of your men were killed in the recent hab-raid, condolences to their family. Both Joe and Karn were good soldiers, but I hope their loss will not affect your squads' performance.

Rad is off-duty, and will be remaining in the med-station for awhile.



Right, guys, no need to PM me yet.

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Going out with a bang [40k RPG] -- WE NEED PLAYERS @ 2010/07/18 18:07:26

Post by: Scrazza

((ooc- Ludd, I supose you gave Virgil some time to gear up?))

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Going out with a bang [40k RPG] -- WE NEED PLAYERS @ 2010/07/18 18:09:36

Post by: Darkvoidof40k

Ludd says: Yes, I did.

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Going out with a bang [40k RPG] -- WE NEED PLAYERS @ 2010/07/18 18:15:18

Post by: Scrazza

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Going out with a bang [40k RPG] -- WE NEED PLAYERS @ 2010/07/18 18:33:36

Post by: Asherian Command

Roger slowly got up. Holding his side as it felt like the world was rushing. "Ah throne. IT feels so good too stand again." He slowly popped his arms back into place.
Roger slowly walked towards the end of the med bay. Holding his back. "Wow, by the throne my back needs exercise. Damn hospatial beds are so damn comfortable."
He walked up to the door and it opened. There was the Inqusition serf.
"Ready to go roger? I have your things."
Roger looked down and saw that the serf was holding all of his gear.
"Thank you Serf. I must find the team i was with last time."
"Roger they already left. You better run then."
Roger similied. "Thank you serf."
And roger got his gear on as fast as he could.

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Going out with a bang [40k RPG] -- WE NEED PLAYERS @ 2010/07/18 20:13:11

Post by: Cadet_Commissar_Ludd

OOC- DDDDAAAAAMMMMM YOU DARK!!!! (no reason for saying that, just wanted to be mentioned on your sig)

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Going out with a bang [40k RPG] -- WE NEED PLAYERS @ 2010/07/18 20:33:12

Post by: Darkvoidof40k

Cadet_Commissar_Ludd wrote:OOC- DDDDAAAAAMMMMM YOU DARK!!!! (no reason for saying that, just wanted to be mentioned on your sig)

-delete-

Sure thing.

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Going out with a bang [40k RPG] -- WE NEED PLAYERS @ 2010/07/18 20:37:16

Post by: Darkvoidof40k

What's with the pause in RPing?

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Going out with a bang [40k RPG] -- WE NEED PLAYERS @ 2010/07/18 21:11:13

Post by: Cadet_Commissar_Ludd

OOC- I was at dinner, am back now

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Going out with a bang [40k RPG] -- WE NEED PLAYERS @ 2010/07/18 21:37:36

Post by: Cadet_Commissar_Ludd

OOC- Night everybody.

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Going out with a bang [40k RPG] -- WE NEED PLAYERS @ 2010/07/19 16:37:53

Post by: Scrazza

((OOC- this thread needs more RP))

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Going out with a bang [40k RPG] -- WE NEED PLAYERS @ 2010/07/19 16:40:05

Post by: Darkvoidof40k

That's up to you guys. :smile:

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Going out with a bang [40k RPG] -- WE NEED PLAYERS @ 2010/07/19 16:43:56

Post by: Scrazza

Yeah I know but without Ludd, I can't do anything as I am in his squad. I have to follow him, then he needs to give orders and tralala...

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Going out with a bang [40k RPG] -- WE NEED PLAYERS @ 2010/07/19 16:55:09

Post by: Darkvoidof40k

Scrazza wrote:Yeah I know but without Ludd, I can't do anything as I am in his squad. I have to follow him, then he needs to give orders and tralala...

You can just do the RPing for him, i.e.

Scrazza wrote:

"We have our orders" Niall said.
"And they would be?" replied Tor.
"We're splitting up. I'm sending some of you to the governor's palace, as the city's PSF department wants to know what happened up there."
Tor recognized his chance to prove himself.
"Sir, can I go on the palace mission?"
Niall thought for a minute. What harm could it do, after all? He needs experience, and after all, he could send two of the others with him to help him.


See? Problem solved. That's how we RP on Dakka.

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Going out with a bang [40k RPG] -- WE NEED PLAYERS @ 2010/07/19 16:57:53

Post by: Scrazza

^
oke, what he wrote.
thanks Dark!

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Going out with a bang [40k RPG] -- WE NEED PLAYERS @ 2010/07/19 18:07:09

Post by: Cadet_Commissar_Ludd

Niall sent Virgil, Henstuth, Ekeyael and his most trusted veteran, Goren. He motioned for the rest to form up by their transport. He nodded to the group about to investigate the palace (is this more of a holiday home?)
"Go, follow the orders, keep up vox contact."
Niall nodded to the veterans then ordered the rest of the squad to mount up in the chimera transport. As the squad moved into the armoured inner-bay of the chimera, Niall gave his orders to the driver then headed up to the armoured hatch fitted on top of the APC. Niall smiled as he took up the controls of the pintle mounted heavy calibre autocannon.

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Going out with a bang [40k RPG] -- WE NEED PLAYERS @ 2010/07/19 18:07:50

Post by: Asherian Command

Roger ran up to the Chimera.
"Open up i'm coming too!"

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Going out with a bang [40k RPG] -- WE NEED PLAYERS @ 2010/07/19 18:10:24

Post by: Darkvoidof40k

When I RP, I usually write posts that take 5-10 minutes .

Me iz 'hardcore Roleplayer' innit.

Anyway, that only leaves (excluding Roger) Niall, Teth, and one other veteran going to look around town, Ludd.

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Going out with a bang [40k RPG] -- WE NEED PLAYERS @ 2010/07/19 18:17:02

Post by: Cadet_Commissar_Ludd

OOC- No, there's ten men in my squad, 4 off to examine the palace, 6 with me, minus the two wounded that gives me 4 men + roger = 5 including me....

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Going out with a bang [40k RPG] -- WE NEED PLAYERS @ 2010/07/19 18:31:53

Post by: Scrazza

((OOC--there were 2 dead, remember?))

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Going out with a bang [40k RPG] -- WE NEED PLAYERS @ 2010/07/19 18:34:50

Post by: Darkvoidof40k

Two dead, one wounded = 7 (living and fit for duty) -4 (palace mission) = 3 (available) +1 (Roger) = 4 on down town patrol.

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Going out with a bang [40k RPG] -- WE NEED PLAYERS @ 2010/07/19 18:35:32

Post by: Cadet_Commissar_Ludd

Cadet_Commissar_Ludd wrote:OOC- No, there's ten men in my squad, 4 off to examine the palace, 6 with me, minus the two wounded that gives me 4 men + roger = 5 including me....

OOC- ok, 10 men, 2 dead makes 8, 4 off to palace, 4 including me. + roger= 5

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Going out with a bang [40k RPG] -- WE NEED PLAYERS @ 2010/07/19 18:37:41

Post by: Scrazza

^
very true.

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Going out with a bang [40k RPG] -- WE NEED PLAYERS @ 2010/07/19 18:37:42

Post by: Cadet_Commissar_Ludd

ok dark, you win

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Going out with a bang [40k RPG] -- WE NEED PLAYERS @ 2010/07/19 23:13:15

Post by: Asherian Command

Hmm. It seems i must wait until dark sends us another event for us. As we have gone unactive.

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Going out with a bang [40k RPG] -- WE NEED PLAYERS @ 2010/07/20 04:11:03

Post by: Scorpionov

ooc: ok my continuing of my character

IC: Chaldia woke from her slumber it was early morning & still a bit dark she looked around & decided to pack up camp, the fire was now just ash she scattered the rocks,ashes & wood to conceal that she was ever here despite having a hearty it was just enough to get her through the night.
She now has to hunt again but food here was scarce & plants here would give sickness she traveled 5 kilometers across thick foliage & cliffs to get to a area where she knew there were game about or hoped they were & fortunately she was there at small lake that existed on the flats where there was very little cover to ambush & kill the animals so she could eat plus she would fill up here watering can here...it was filled with all kinds of exotic creatures she loaded her auto-pistol sooner or later she would need to resupply on equipment she took aim with her pistol & pulled the trigger..

OOC: to be continued

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Going out with a bang [40k RPG] -- WE NEED PLAYERS @ 2010/07/20 07:26:41

Post by: Darkvoidof40k

@ Scorpion - will bring your character "into the fold" soon.

@ Ash - There is already an event in progress, you're all merely ignoring it.

@ Ludd - I always do

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Going out with a bang [40k RPG] -- WE NEED PLAYERS @ 2010/07/20 11:08:45

Post by: Scrazza

Goren, Ekeyael, henstuth and Virgil stood before the governor's palace. They stood in awe. A massive building stood before them. Virgil got a message from Niall in his ear bud. Virgil was the be in command of the 4. When Tor told the rest, it was followed by sighs and complaints.

'right lets find out what happened here. lets 1st talk to the security guards. we might even get an audience with the governor.'

In normal situations, normal people never got to see the governor. But the situation called for it.

they headed for the main gate, where 10 security guards were guarding the main gate. Virgil and the others showed their ID and their orders and the guards let them in.

'what happened here precisely?' asked Virgil on the officer.

'well that remains a mystery to all of us. Suddenly, 15 armed civilian personnel were headed for the governor's seat. They carried autopistols and autoguns. they all wore purple or dark blue long coats and had wierd tattoos on the heads. how they got in, nobody knows. we suspect someone of the security team was bribed, or it could be that an infiltrated terrorist let them in. who knows. we killed them all. we only had 1 casualty on our side. they can't shoot straight thats for sure.'

'wow wow hold a minute. purple and blue long coats and tattoos on their heads? asked Tor with a puzzled face.

the officer nodded.

' we encountered more of these guys in a hab block some miles from here. they were suspected for members of a cult. w thought we killed them all but after the incident at the divine saint and the security breach here.... means there are a lot more cult members.'

'What happened in the divine saint.' was the officer's reply with a puzzled look.

'you'll read it in the news.' I have to report this back to my sergeant. Double the guards.'

Tor voxed for Niall. This was a good find.

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Going out with a bang [40k RPG] -- WE NEED PLAYERS @ 2010/07/20 16:23:26

Post by: Darkvoidof40k

Sorry to tell you this, but I already had something planned for the incident at the palace, and without it, the biggest part of the plot so far will be out the window. If you want, I'll re-write it so it fits in with the plot, but is still interesting.

Sorry, wasn't expecting you to fast forward to being at the palace straight away .

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Going out with a bang [40k RPG] -- WE NEED PLAYERS @ 2010/07/20 16:41:52

Post by: Scrazza

oh sorry dark. yeah you could rewrite if you want.

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Going out with a bang [40k RPG] -- WE NEED PLAYERS @ 2010/07/20 16:43:05

Post by: Darkvoidof40k

Scrazza wrote:Yeah sure, I spent awhile writing that you b*stard! You better damn well re-write it!

Fixed.

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Going out with a bang [40k RPG] -- WE NEED PLAYERS @ 2010/07/20 16:47:43

Post by: Scrazza

^
that sure was on my mind, Dark.

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Going out with a bang [40k RPG] -- WE NEED PLAYERS @ 2010/07/20 18:21:44

Post by: Scrazza

how goes the rewriting?

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Going out with a bang [40k RPG] -- WE NEED PLAYERS @ 2010/07/20 18:24:04

Post by: Darkvoidof40k

Scrazza wrote:how goes the rewriting?

Tired, angry that somehow the very top most point on my captains iron halo obliterated itself, and a fethton of homework to do.. ugh.. it's the last bloody week of school and they give us all this shizze to do.

I'll probably have to do the re-write tomorrow..

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Going out with a bang [40k RPG] -- WE NEED PLAYERS @ 2010/07/20 18:25:56

Post by: Scrazza

oh. you still have school? In belgium holidays began roughly 3 weeks ago. :p

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Going out with a bang [40k RPG] -- WE NEED PLAYERS @ 2010/07/20 18:31:08

Post by: Cadet_Commissar_Ludd

Darkvoidof40k wrote:
.. ugh.. it's the last bloody week of school and they give us all this shizze to do.

QFT!

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Going out with a bang [40k RPG] -- WE NEED PLAYERS @ 2010/07/20 18:33:15

Post by: Scrazza

no offense but...

SCHOOL IS DONE FOR ME! NO MORE HOMEWORK WOOOEEEH!

kuch kuch..... sorry

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Going out with a bang [40k RPG] -- WE NEED PLAYERS @ 2010/07/20 18:41:30

Post by: Cadet_Commissar_Ludd

OOC- DAMN YOU SCRAZZA!!!

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Going out with a bang [40k RPG] -- WE NEED PLAYERS @ 2010/07/20 18:42:16

Post by: Scrazza

^
lets see if we can get that in my signature.

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Going out with a bang [40k RPG] -- WE NEED PLAYERS @ 2010/07/20 18:44:09

Post by: Scrazza

no it wont fit. :sadface:

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Going out with a bang [40k RPG] -- WE NEED PLAYERS @ 2010/07/20 18:58:43

Post by: Darkvoidof40k

Scrazza wrote:no it wont fit. :sadface:

Just put both the "necromunda stuff" and "CSM" links on the same line.

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Going out with a bang [40k RPG] -- WE NEED PLAYERS @ 2010/07/20 19:01:25

Post by: Scrazza

never mind. I don't want my sig to big

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Going out with a bang [40k RPG] -- WE NEED PLAYERS @ 2010/07/20 19:04:33

Post by: Darkvoidof40k

Scrazza wrote:never mind. I don't want my sig to big

It won't be any bigger, it'll just have more content.

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Going out with a bang [40k RPG] -- WE NEED PLAYERS @ 2010/07/20 19:05:31

Post by: Darkvoidof40k

Also, Ludd, if you can, why not post? You could do another bulding raid or something.. although personally, I'd expect something akin to the first event conclusion I wrote up.

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Going out with a bang [40k RPG] -- WE NEED PLAYERS @ 2010/07/20 22:10:27

Post by: Cadet_Commissar_Ludd

OOC- if asking me to post, please call me Ludd...
The armoured transport was travelling at ludicrous speeds through the city. Niall was glad as the wind whipped through his brown hair, beats the stuffy heat of the barracks. He glanced across the empty street to see another chimera swerving down a side street heading west. Niall's transport simultaneously swung into a large boulevard going east. On the horizon, the great low warehouses of the industrial district could be seen, they were fast approaching their target.

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Going out with a bang [40k RPG] -- WE NEED PLAYERS @ 2010/07/20 22:14:52

Post by: Asherian Command

Roger took out the photo of his wife. He similed. Has it really been that long? He put it back into his armor. His simlie faded as he knew they were getting close. He started to reload his shotgun.
"Show time." Roger breathed.
A veteran looked at him. Nodding. Pulling out his lasgun and loading it as well.

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Going out with a bang [40k RPG] -- WE NEED PLAYERS @ 2010/07/21 15:19:16

Post by: Cadet_Commissar_Ludd

OOC- @Asherin command, is that a simile I can see on your face? or maybe it's a simlie. lol

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Going out with a bang [40k RPG] -- WE NEED PLAYERS @ 2010/07/21 16:22:43

Post by: Darkvoidof40k

Apologies, Ludd. I was tired .

And Ash..what've I told y'all about lasguns?

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Going out with a bang [40k RPG] -- WE NEED PLAYERS @ 2010/07/21 18:41:37

Post by: Scrazza

Darkvoidof40k wrote:

Scrazza wrote:how goes the rewriting?

I'll probably have to do the re-write tomorrow..

have you started yet?

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Going out with a bang [40k RPG] -- WE NEED PLAYERS @ 2010/07/21 18:46:32

Post by: Darkvoidof40k

Scrazza wrote:

Darkvoidof40k wrote:

Scrazza wrote:how goes the rewriting?

I'll probably have to do the re-write tomorrow..

have you started yet?

Got. An. Essay. 'Nuff said.

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Going out with a bang [40k RPG] -- WE NEED PLAYERS @ 2010/07/21 19:15:08

Post by: Scrazza

meh,oke. Sorry to disturbe you.

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