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++Video feed from Inquisitor Helmian Gausses’ helmet++
|-41.132.1.15-|-0300.32.12.003-|

The camera feed was grainy and unfocused but the sounds of a one sided combat could be heard; bolter hells and heavier munitions pounding through buildings and streets. Slowly the camera came into focus and was bobbing slightly, the sound of heavy impacts accompanying it. The view was of a stone brick wall that rose upwards well out of sight, the wall was damaged heavily and there were large explosion holes riddling it. The center of the wall was dominated by a large enigmatic symbol constructed of several concentric rings the smallest about a meter in diameter that were positioned in different angles around a central star-like core. Directly in front of the symbol was an altar, made from some sort of granite, set upon a dais. And leading down from said dais was a black rug that ran between two rows of wooden pews. Shafts of light descended from above where, upon the camera panning up great holes can be seen similar to the ones in the wall ahead of Gausse. A slight clink is head and the camera flicks down and back to see a piece of ruined masonry on the ground, and the blade of Gausse’s Glaive Encarmine. The latter seemingly having hit the former. The camera pans back up and starts bobbing again, the heavy impacts returning. The camera pans to the left and right showing more shattered walls.

The camera stops after a few more steps when Gausse gets closer to the dais. It fixes on the symbol and Gausse seems to be studying it intently. A light murmur of disbelief is heard but nothing else as the Inquisitor observes the symbol. A loud creaking sound comes from the symbol and the camera jumps and retreats slightly as the outer ring of the symbol shifts on an invisible axis turning around the core in a strange drunken pattern. Soon the grating intensifies as the other rings move around the core as well. Eventually they stop again, scraping to a halt in new positions. The camera zooms in on the core and sees it glowing faintly before it dims once more. The camera zooms out and fixes once more on the symbol.
“What in the Emperors name…?”
The camera retreats from the dais and bobbing accompanied by footfalls returns as the Inquisitor retreats backwards from the Enigmatic Symbol.

“I need a pair of Techmarines to come and retrieve a Ghost Star artifact possibly Xenos in origin and have it contained. Be warned its power source appears to be intermittent and could prove a threat. Proceed and extract with extreme caution.”
A crackling is heard over the vox for a few seconds then the reply comes in a solid tone
“Affirmative Inquisitor, they are on their way. ETA 5 minutes, please secure the perimeter and await their arrival.”
Gausse replies smartly
“Heard loud and clear, Gausse out”
“Control Out”
Gausse moves around the building and checks the shadows for interlopers. After a solid check he notes there are no intruders and returns to the center of the main chamber.

A metallic scraping can be heard somewhere to the left and the camera swivels around accompanied buy a heavy crunch and the sound of splintering wood, nothing could be seen however except the panorama of the shattered cathedral. The camera pans down to see a demolished pew where Gausse’s foot had stood on it. Slowly the camera pans from side to side searching the shadows but still nothing can be seen. It cautiously pans back to the symbol but jerks upwards as a shadow moves past its line of sight and up into the roof. The camera shows the ruined ceiling again but stops on a large expanding crack in the roof. It stays there for a second or two as the crack widens accompanied by severe crunching snapping sounds and mildly heavy impacts. A loud curse in Gausse’s deep voice is heard and the camera moves downwards and turns to the door upon which it starts shaking frantically as Gausse sprints for the door, rapid slams of his feet sounding through the feed.

A titanic cracking sound is heard and the camera snaps up to see a full half of the roof collapsing inwards and downwards towards the camera. Another curse from Gausse and the camera spins and shakes as Gausse leaps to the side. A massive impact sounds and the camera shakes heavily and is obscured by dust, even as it jumps around while Gausse gets to his feet. The camera vision slowly clears, sounds of battle still raging around the cathedral as Gausse stands, it pans around and shows a rather terrifying sight. Alongside heavy groaning sounds the wall of the cathedral is slowly toppling towards the camera, hundreds of tons of stonework and masonry falling towards Gausse. Two words are heard.
“Emperor protect…”
And then the sound of a titanic crash is heard and the ground beneath the wall roils as the wall crumbles to dust beneath its own weight, a solid wave of masonry rushing towards the Inquisitor. Two hands are raised in front of the camera both empty of anything but appearing to shield the Inquisitor’s head. The camera shudders violently and bounces as Gausse hits the ground. It stays there for some time, the only image in its line of sight a single block of stone, probably about the size of an Astartes’ chest. Slowly groans and a loud grunt of exertion are heard and the camera jumps around as Gausse gets unsteadily to his feet shoving fallen stone work off of him. The camera pans around to show two walls of the cathedral absolutely demolished and at least half the roof caved in. From the corner of the camera the shadow can be seen again and the camera tries to track it but it escapes its sight.

The camera pans back to the symbol only to see that it is untouched by the falling masonry, everything seems to have fallen around it. But there is a clear circle around it where no stonework has fallen. A hail from the left has the camera pan to the source to see a pair of Techmarines moving quickly forwards Gausse.
“Brother are you harmed? We saw the building collapse.”
“Nothing vital Brother, we should get that Artifact out of here before the rest of the building comes down however.”
“Indeed Brother Inquisitor. You may return to the battle, we will not need your help here.”
“Affirmative Brother, for the Emperor!!”
“For the Emperor!!”

I'm still in, just I'm not posting cos I don't really need backstory, everybody knows Kais...

... well, not so much now...

... where has GS gone?

I'm constantly here as I own several Internet capable devices. Unless I find myself stuck in the far off lands which lack Internet or mobile phone service I'll always be around...

Lurking in a way similar to *Censored* ...

So, what all do you want me to post?

X'carhis and the Sorcerer Kenorth stand with a group of Chaos worshiping cultists who stand arms outstretched as they sing prays to the Chaos Gods, black lines of energy turns to fire as it seeps from their souls and into a burning pit of skulls and broken bones. The Sorcerer raises his force weapon in union with the rising cultists as their bodies explode in showers of not gore but pulsing energy the covers the blade of X'cahris but the Chaos lord is dissatisfied when more cultists arrive to continue the ritual:

"Have the preparations been made Kenorth? I tire of these rituals, they pale in comparison to what other tributes we could be creating for the Dark Gods Sorcerer. Do not waste my valuable time with talk and trinkets, I need the blade blessed now for my confrontation for the Inquisitors. While weak in strength they use psychic objects to protect themselves, how ironic the hunters of witches are wizards themselves."

The Sorcerer laughs and turns to the Chaos lord who is in a foul mood and lacks any remorse for the foolish Sorcerer, the Sorcerer stops and bows before rising:

"The ritual will take some more time but once the ritual is completed we....you will be graced by the grand unholy power of the Chaos Gods! Even these petty fouls cannot stop us from achieving our goals once you have been empowered, then the titan will be ours and the crusade will begin but remember every death caused is paramount. Even those caused by the Imperials will be appeasing to the gods my Lord, the champions of the other War-bands will happily run towards their gun lines and die, excellent sacrifices in our plans my lord."

The Chaos lord nodded and turned away, he returned to his specialized chamber where he sat and meditated, ready for the next battle......

41.381.8.15
Helmian felt the fire lines rippling behind him as he charged las frire flickered all around him and the heat of the shots warmed his body while his legs p[istoned beneath him. The light was fading as the twin suns of the planet were beginning to set, the shadows that would have fallen over the defenders ranks however were blotted out by the lasfire and bolter explosions that lit up his target marvelously. Behind him was his retinue moving at top speed towards the defenders lines, Gausse hear the commissar bellow a stream of a buse at the coming chaos lines and the captain urging the men onwards to glory. The men around him tryed to keep up but Helmian was like a juggernaut, now moving at top speed nothing could stand in his way as he pelted towards the enemy lines, bellowing a shapless warcry with his Glaive encarmine raised to his side, the weapon crackling in the shadows. Consequently Helmian reached the blockade first his blade falling over and over, hammering through the first few ranks of Chaos warriors, each fallen traitor blessed by his constant stream of redeeming litanies, and all could feel the presence of the Emperors spirit alongside Helmian saving the souls of the dead from reaching thier chaotic gods and empowering them furthur. His charge was not broken and he found open ground soon ater impacting the enemy lines. Helmian looks around and sees that he is once again alone, his retinue still fighting with the marines behind him. He turns rapidly only to see the marines backing off and Helmian begins to feel the touch of the warp moving through the air. All around him marines are lifted into the sky their arms flung out to the sides...

Is this in the past or now Tyranic? If WARORK does not return I think you would be best at taking over his character untill he can return.

now and yeah thats what I was thinking, lets just assumes he survives this bit

and to know when my posts are timed look at the dateline I add to them.

Another Chaos marine charged, his Bolter had a bayonet tied to the end and swiped at Gausee almost knocking him tp his feet. The Inquisitior blocks the attack with his Glaive and pushes the marine away with a hit to the chest and slices upwards removing the marines arm and slashes again removing his head.

Im surprised at you reaper, usually you would jump at the chance to describe new daemons....

(BIC) The marines all are slammed down into the ground adn from all around are raised great bloody daemons of Khorne, at three daemon princes and that many again in heralds surround the Inquisitor. Helmian curses slightly under his breath and readies himself for a fight with the minions of the blood god.

The first Herald charges in weaving a web of hellsteal with its blade that is used to try to get through Helmian's guard, But the Inquisitor doesnt give an inch of ground fighting just as hard back. The two are evenly matched for a while, niether tireing but Helmian notices a slight pattern to the daemons movements and the way they are used to trap him into his. So instead of blocking one of the swings which is used as a dummy he lets it pass through. The daemon is startled by the motion and the dummy swing stalls. Helmian takes his opportunity and his glaive blessed by the Chaplains and Librarians of the Inquisition slips through the daemons chest and penetrates into his skull in an uppercut stab. Wrenching the blade free the daemon collapses to the ground and fades to nonexistance. Helmian turns as pounding footsetps are heard behind him and he ducks under a massive swipe from the daemon prince's axe. The next blow circles over the daemon's head and comes rocketing down but Helmian stands and puts his full weight behind his Blade as the daemon Princes axe meets it. The titanic impact nearly drives Helmian to his knees, but his gambit worked, the power weapon that his galive is sheared straight through the blade of the axe and shattered the haft, rendering it useless. He stood quickly and with three neat swings dismembered the daemon prince hands and neck.

He watched then as the two remaining heralds charge at him simoultaneously. He is forced to back up slightly using the distance as an aid. he needed to finish this quickly. One of the daemons had overreached trying to hit him and he lopped its head off neatly while the other was more wily and had sen this tactic coming and made an uppercut that would have travveled from Helmian's waist to shoulder if he had not stepped back. But then drove forwards immediatly after wards with a efficient series of blows that forced the daemon backwards. A neat twist of his blade made a swing turn into a thrust and the daemon found himself embedded on Helmians sword. Helmain drove the weapon deep with one hand and the other puts his Infernus pistol between the daemons eyes. A quick pull of the trigger melts the head and shoulders of the Herald.

Helmian turns to find the two remaining daemon princes retreating back to the artifact. Helmian raised his blade in triumph with a bellowed shout.
"For the Glory of the Imperium!!!"

The Noise marine barricades and defences begin to fall and crummble under heavy Imperial attacks, the Emperors children's moral shatters as the main Imperial force rolls in gunning down wounded Chaos marines while others are 'interrogated' before being executed. Gausee watches the marines retreat inside the temple before being saluted and bowed to by a Sergent:

"My lord, our forces have surrounded the enemy structure and the enemy forces have barricaded themselves inside however Alpha Legion forces are closing in from behind us and World Eaters from both sides."

two ss's one e dude how many times do i need to say it


And im gonna feel like Darth vader soon.... one epic guy with a sword surrounded by stormtroopers...

(BIC)
"Excellent work seargeant, we have need of squads of stormtroopers armed with flamers to clear this building. But have them warned to harm as little of the structure as possible, we are still unsure of its purpose. See if you can round up my retinue and have them report to me, send a subordinate for these tasks, I need you to personally gather a group of your finest Melta gun users and have them on standby, we may yet have to destroy this structure surgically from the inside and I will need an officer I can trust to carry out this task."
"Sir yes Sir"
he watches the seargeant walk away but has one more thought
"Oh and seargeant, have the artillery come up to the artifact and surround it facing outwards, the tanks as well. I have a suspision that Chaos will want this place back. Make sure the Hydra's are prepared. I want this place airtight."

"Yes sir!"

The trooper raised his hand in solute and moved away as Greystone moved towards the Inquisitor and smiled:

"Were making progress, and soon we'll destroy these Chaos Dogs. Be ready though, I'm sure X'carhis is lurking in the shadows."

"And thats exactly why I dont want you in there, your to closely attatched to this Greystone. This is to personal for you. It wont allow you to make clear thoughts and judgements. So you are not under any circumstances unless you are told so by myself personally allowed to enter that Artifact. You are already under probation Inquisitor. You have been stripped of power once in your career already. Do not force me to take it from you again. Now do what you can to help defend this place. I am sure there will be plenty of fighting to do soon.

"I want to end this monster and my torment, we'll kill him and I'll regain my position after I've seen him as a cold cadaver on this hell-hole. Lets move and end him before he can end us, he's sneaking and tricky. I'll help with the assault on the temple, I will remove this filth from the Galaxy."

Helmian stands his ground and raises his sword to the mans throat.
"Your staying here inquisitor."

"Not a chance, I want at this sod. I'll 'ave my revenge boy, in this situation I care about as much about your rank as an Ork Boy cares about the accuracy of his weaponry."

Greystone chuckles and calmly puts his hand on the Inquisitors shoulder and smiles warmly;

"This Champion of Chaos will bring doom upon a billion worlds if he gets his hand on that Titan, now I don't doubt your abilities but I may just start too mate. Now put down the sword and move, we have important business to attend too good ol' chap. Arrogance of those offering help and ranking turned him to Chaos, I don't want to be facing you on the field."

Helmian looks the man directly in the eyes.
"As your commanding officer and superior in the Inquisition I hearby order you under pain of impotency to stay here and do what you can to defend this place outside the artifact boundaries. If you refuse this order I will have you stripped of not only your inquisitor powers but also your status as an Astartes, you will be purified and your geneseed incinerated. Make your choice, Inquisitor"

"Fine, enjoy your troops death my friend, he shall claim their souls and yours foolish boy and that is absolute. And hear comes the cavalry, enjoy it."

Stormtroopers begin to open fire on a group of massive Daemonic beasts, Juggernauts of Khorne crash through the broken land towards the Inquisition forces who begin to fall back to newly dug trenches and barricades that hold no protection against the beasts while Greystone stands completely still and smiles, Gauess is thrown to the ground as a mounted Bloodletter swipes at him with his weighted flail but Greystone still refuses to move even when a Juggernaut is face to face with him. Greystone smiles and pulls up a small, tiny charm. In the center sits a small chained icon of Khorne, the beast snarls while the rider shouts hateful words but the beast does not move, Greystone raises the charm as it glows forcing the beasts back into the snowy blizzard that begins to form;

"See my friend, I have learned to turn the objects of Chaos against their masters. See those Juggernauts will stalk but not attack us, now lets move."

Gausse looks the man over and shakes his head slowly.
Then he turns and stalks away back to the fire line,
"ALL UNITS PREPARE TO FALL IN, I AM AUTHOURISING PLANETARY ENGAGEMENT, I WANT A VOX CHANNEL TO THE AMONEO OBSCURUM IMMEDIATLY, WE NEED INQUISITORIAL REINFORCEMENTS ON THE GROUND AND MOBILIZED."
"SIR YES SIR"
Gausse nods and moves through the trenches moralising the men, getting landmine emplacements readied, ordering autcannon emplacements made, heavy bolter and missle launcher entrenchments as well. He lends his prodigous length of knowlege to the defense of the area, and decides on a plan of action. When he has one he moves back to the Inquisitor.
"Inquisitor Greystone by my right as a Lord Inquisitor of the Great Imperium of man in service of our Emperor and the High lords of Terra. Due to the crimes of Insubordination and suspected Heresy against our Great Father the Emperor of man. I hearby strip you of duty, you are to hand your weapons into and armour into the armour along with anythign else you may have on your person, you will be issues with a white tunic, then you will go to the brig of my personal vessel and you will stay there awaiting execution. Failure to comply will result in simple death and then your body thrown to the daemons. Choose quickly Inquisitor."

Arrrrrgggg...

fogot about this dammit.

Can I still post my intro?

I'll just say it was a Loooooooooonnnnnnggggg flight down.

"I'm sorry but that's not happening, your troops are my troops and I'd like to see you try and my superiors gave me these items. Not just my superiors, yours. Now before making yourself look like more of an idiot get moving and secure that key and stop arsing about! You seem to forget the mission at hand and concentrate on small matters than larger and more important ones! I grow tired of this, I'm guessing that you will try to kill me now? Men ready your weapons if the good Inquisitor decides to act foolish and prepare detention charges near the structure!"

The Storm Troopers begin to enact the Inquisitors orders.....

(Yes Ineptus.)

*sigh* why do you make me do this Reaper?

(bic)
Helmian shrugs his shoulders before turning and moving into the Artifact heedless of the mans words. Helmina knows that the man is corrupted, Helmian Gausse had been promoted to High Lord Inquisitor before coming on this mission, he diddnt like to preach it. Except for the god emperor himself, he had no superiors. The Inquisitor behind him was obviously so far gone that he had to lie to try and have a seeming of power. The situation could be resolved, and soon. But not before the artifact was cleared. It had to be done now before anymore time was wasted.

"Loyalists? Kill them all in the princes name!"

Chaos marines burst from hidden positions and begin rain fire on the approaching Guees and forces him to the ground, a hevay bolter round directly hits his chest sending him flying back wards.

(thanks, I will get to it.)

Im unsure if you understand just how tough an astartes is. An autocannon shell hitting them smack in the chest, unless it pierced their armour, wouldnt bother them in the slightest, they would just keep on walking. Just something to be aware of.

(BIC) Gausse gets up and draws his sword, none of the storm troopers had followed him in, knowing full well that Gausse's authority was greater than that of Greystones, Gausse had no ranged backup but at the moment it really diddnt bother him. It was putting Greystone in his place to leave them out there. So Gausse charges forwards, bolter shells ripple of his armour and with tehe quantity manage to make him stumble slighlty on the blood slicked floor, but he charges on heedless of the firepower, one of the bolter shells manages to get a lucky shotbehind him that pings through his thigh armour, shorching his leg a bit but Helmian is in range by now and his first swing parts the offending marines torso from his waist, and the second swing his head from shoulders. The blade rises up and then twists as Helmian makes a reverse swing into the heavy bolter wielders chest slicing through the guns ammo feed and his chest plate in one, the resulting ripple of explosions knocks the mrine of his feet when coupled with the force of the Inquisitor Lord's blow. A final thrust into the chest cavity of the last chaos warrior slips through both of his hearts, Helmina wrenches the weapon free and with that last marine downed he looks behind him to the storm troopers, eagerly waiting the charge.
"For the Emperor!!!!!"

Demogorgon stepped out of the thunderhawk ad glared a the bird.
“Damn slow thing.” He growled through his grox-vox.
Turning around, he regarded the landscape,

Snow and ice. Not much aside from that, bar a few trees, lucky for him it was night. His element.
He turned. “Bharbhu!” he yelled. “Bring the Ark!”
“At once, my lord.” Came the contagion-laced reply, the ‘Ark’ in question was only about the size of a human’s casket. Eldritch fire drifted off of it as it floated over the ground seemingly devoid of any propulsion, the massive Terminator, Bharbu, wielding his manreaper strode out of the thunderhawk after it.

“This world has given it new life, it would seem.”

Demgorgon grunted and motioned for the others to come, the commanders of the Midnight Host arrayed on a massive, snow-covered hill.

Demogorgon scanned the terrain with his helm-auspex.


“There.” He said, pointing at an indistinct blob on the horizon. “Feral Barbarians.”


Gra’zz’zt lifted his massive bulk and charged his jump kits.

“what are we waiting for?” he asked, his claws slashing the ground.

“The Master is not ready.” Said Demogorgon. The five looked at the Ark, a single voice boomed through their minds.

“Yes”


Demogorgon nodded. “He is now, we go.”

X'cahris and Kenorth look down on the arriving group, the Chaos Lord chuckles and walks away with the Sorcerer in tow who smirks as well. The Chaos Lord turns to his lieutenant and grins behind his helm:

"How weak are these petty champions? How dare they use our gods gifts and weapons, these heretics must be cleansed from the gods unholy site. I shall see to it that they are left in bloody clumps, see to it that they are disposed off Kenorth, while I wish to remove this.....filth I'll have you do so."

Kenorth forms a warp bolt in his hand and reduces a nearby rock to ash and laughs manically;

"I will reduce them to dust, then their souls to ash. I will take the Land Raider, tell Markus to prepare it for combat!"



(OOC) Sorry, but I imagine even without injury you'd still be pushed back by the force of such a shot.

The Storm Troopers charge forward opening fire on the Chaos Cultists and charging them down with their bayonets and combat blades while Greystone makes short work of fleeing Noise Marines unable to gain proper aim against the foe without killing each other, Gauees swing his blade and decapitates a Chaos Champion before crushing an others gut but takes cover as a Chaos Terminator comes into view, his armour dark red with bright white trim and dark and anarchic runes. His helm crowned by long bone horns and small tusks as bright orange runes cover it igniting in dark fire as he turns and shouts a praise of Chaos as he charges and halves a Chaos marine with his burning daemon blade that gives off a foul aura of evil......

"Ah my old friend Greystone! Good to see you have come to die at my hands, your trinkets mean nothing now old man and your lapdogs will be unable to stop me from achieving my goals. Come and see if you can acutely strike me this time?"

imagine all you want, astartes are astartes for a reason.

oh and btw you still cant spell "Gausse" correctly yet, two ss one e

(BIC)

Helmian watches as the Champion strides forwards arrogance wafting of him him in putrid waves that a human could pick up at 50 paces. Gausse grimaced as he stepped forwards.
"My name is Helmian Gausse, High Inquisitor Lord of the great Imperium of man" he noticed Greystones shock at the prefix "High", and thinks yes fool I have no superiors
"Name yourself Traitor and prepare yourself for battle"

(You are not out-ranking Greystones superiors, you seem to dislike the character)

The Champion laughs and swings his blade, knocking away a Stormtrooper and gleefully snapping his spine;

"What a title! I am amazed, they send a lord? I snapped three's skulls in half foolish dog, but I have work to do. Kenroth, open the portal!"

The Champion disperses in seconds of his words...