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Kais meets up with the stealth suits inside the chaos building, thier suits being made visible as thier transparent cloaks deactivate, and they shimmer back into sight.

"Ter'on, it is god to see you, you have done well. I will try and get in a promotion for you, but right now we need to find this treasure beneath the surface, as is the will of the greater good, and its bringer the serpent,"Kais says showing a holographic image of the black stone to Ter'on, who nods. "Now, have you heard anything, or simply know anything about its wherabouts? Somewhere under the surface?"

{Ignore the Sons of Slaanesh, let them fight the tau, they are of no consequense, the Apocalytes shall deal with those in due course. I need an otherworld gate opened to the Legionarrie vanguard.}

{Affirmative Harbinger, the gate will open momentarily.}

Angelus waited for a few seconds before anouther gate opened infront of him, he stepped calmly through it, knowing that darkness would shield his arrival...

(OOC) Marta, I'm not sure how to respond to this post. Could you continue it?

"It's around 800 feet under near a canyon near to the Titans right foot, it would only require several Drop-Ships to find it but we think it may be unstable and will require a vanguard of troops to inspect it. The Ethereal claimed that if we can retrieve such an object, we can bring our gods into our own realm were it will lead us against the foes who dare oppose us."

"Then we must find it," Kais says, before contacting the command ship. "This is Shas'O Kais. Send me a few drophsips filled with battle-ready warriors. I'm going for the treasure."

sure, was a little tire when I typed this, and guys sorry about the rukus over the Screaming Skulls, I never meant for it to cause such a problem.
(BIC)
Upon stepping through the portal Angelus immediatly scanned the area, but found he diddnt have to, dozens of sptlightws had been set up to try and penetrate the gloom, and as inneficient as they were they wee lighting up the vanguard of the Alpha Legion advance like... well... spotlights.

The upshot of this is that Angelus found he could completely avoid the flickering and sputtering lights of the Alpha Legionairres and was able to bypass their defenses. A simple pair of inflitration manouvres later and he was approaching the commander of the Legionarries, and threw back his hood, unconcered of the surrounding army.
"We should talk you and I"

A tall, green trimmed armour, Hydra helmeted warrior stood before him. A tall and impressive warrior carrying a power sword and bolter in each hand, he seemed confused at first as the shadowy figure removed his hood;

"Why do you come here? Warriors, kill this impenitent fool if he does not answer why he even is here."

Shadow laughs hollowly,
"So aggressive for a son of the Alpha legion, where is your finesse? Hmm? I am here to deliver the cooridinates of the location of Titan forge gate, then I am going to leave, I suggest you get there as soon as possible to get what you require, the Inquisition has already mobilised and I know how the Alpha legion likes to be first..."

Angelus passes the man a data slate and then flicks his hood back up and rockets into the air on contrails of flame and is quicky absorbed by the darkness. What the Alpha legion couldnt see was the portal that opened right above them that Angelus flew straight through, and any retaliative fire simply dissabsorbed against the portal's void buffer. Angelus flew out of a portal that was atop an overhang of rock, the coordinates already present by the Darkthought's shaman the outcrock overlooked the gateway to titan forge.

(OOC) Sorry for poor quality of the last post, I was in a rush.

Kenorth watched as the Shadow approached, he bowed his head as the shadowy figure arrived in an almost sarcastic matter as his elite guard stood back allowing the shadow to approach him closely, behind his helm a gleeful smirk formed;

"My ally, I have had reports of both Alpha Legion forces along with Inquisition forces deploying quite close. I have told X'carhis that he will be required to defend the gates while I start a fake ritual, once his loyalists are deafeated I shall teleport within the Titan along with my elitist forces and raise the defensive shielding and weapons that will reduce the enemy to dust and flames and do not worry, I shall grant you your grand gift. The Daemon weapon Zrr'mryr, it will serve you well but now....assist the forces loyal to me and allow all sides to cause as much death as they can. It is essential to my plans, and let the Lord Inquisitior to slay X'carhis then you may have your revenge."

"Yes Shas'O but we are still being harrased by Chaos jump infantry, we'll have to clear out these Chaos madmen before we can move onto the objective, Bravo and Omega teams have been trying to make a move towards the objective but close combat Chaos warriors have formed a massive attack and caused heavy casualties in Bravo team forcing both teams to retreat. While out objective is a grand thing we must remove these foes."

Angelus moved close to the edge of the outcrop and removed his helm, the Sorceror could not see his head however as Angelus' hood was still up. Angelus mag locked the Helmet to his belt and spread his arms wide, seemingly enjoying the wind. He spoke in a rather cold manner.

"Keep your daemon weapon. I would rather not use it if its all the same. I make no pretense to know what your plans are after the coup, nor in a way do I want to. Because I have to remind you, that nothing will be the same in time."

Angelus lowers his arms and turns around, in the artificial darkness his head is still abscured by the hood and it gives him a slightly terryfying air. When he begins to speak again there are strange clicking sounds that accompany it.

"It is ironic is it not that we are so powerful, we... astartes, and yet we cannot feel even the simplest of pleasures when it comes to the worlds we are on. Encased in armour we cannot feel the wind on our arms or the sun on our cheeks. But think of this, even if I took my armour off I could not feel these things...

He reaches one hand up to his hood and with a slow deliberate movement, pulls it back. The sight that remains is, frankly, a bit terrifying, or would be if anyone present could actually feel any kind of fear. There was an astartes head there for sure. Sans flesh and organs. The skinless and muscleless skull that stared out from between the shoulders of the Harbinger armour was eyeless as well, and yet he could clearly see rather well. His mouth began to open and close and the clicks returned along with his speech.

"You see me now sorceror, as we are in the otherworld, skinless, fleshless, without pain, or pleasure, or any kind of sensation. This is why we cannot die, you can destory us, sunder our armour and burn our bones to ash, but we return, my brothers shall bring me back from the otherworld shoud I die. And die I shall. Since my induction into the Skullscreamer legion I have died more than three dozen times, once each for every world I have heralded the doom, and subsequent regrowth of. There is little here that you could call normal sorceror. But even you must know that no matter how manny times you kill me, if you can at all. That I will keep hunting you, for eternity. So please dont betray me, it would be in bad taste.

He turns bak to the rim of the outcrop very much aware that the chaos marines around him are itching to fill him with bolter rounds to see just how fragile he was. It would avail them little.

"You see sorceror, the doom I fortold was true, it is always true, for the skullscreamer legion is endless and vast, populated with every single astartes, traitor or loyal. That has ever fallen in battle. We are the dammned, the soulless, we are the legion of screaming skulls. The shadows of angels. It would be well for you not to be on this planet if we have to land in force... It would not end wellfor you."

(Did I forget to mention the reason WHY they can be a legion??? Oh thats right, theyre undead....)

No Marta, just no.

Every Space marine who has ever fallen being an army just screams ridiculous and OP, I'll in no way allow it. Also if its only the souls and armour that remain I'll just poke a large hole in your story.

The Chaos Servents souls are devoured by their gods after death.

You will not have this overpowered, ridiculous force of warriors ever.

I knew you guys would do that, I totally just did that for kicks, if it makes you feel any better, only a small number of them will attack Hecroin... I really dont care either way I just wanted to impart more Skullscreamer fluff

I did actually say that they were all soulless, its purely just armour and bones reanimated and given a shadow of thier personalities back
I still also question why you are so worried about them appearing, we have already duscerned that I will not be controlling them, you will, and that they have pretty much one goal in mind which is unchangeable... To me they arnt an army, they are a plot device, and pfffft your chaos warbands are always titanic, most warbands wouldnt have more than 50-100 marines, tell that to the thousand sons assalt, who by the way, have almost no marines left after the action of the space wolves in Battle of the fang The Black legion itself barely has 300 marnes. The armies you have thrown at us have been titanically over powered and masssivley off canon. Which is why im a little bemused that you are so interested in vetoing anouther huge army for you to control?

OOC: No, its still frikken OP beyond compare and is totally Non-cannon-friendly. Just have those Space marines who have died to these 'Skulls'. Also I'll happily smite your force if its OP and deploy it with a lance of warp energy and please, just remove the ridiculous and stupid statement from the post or;

The Chaos Sorcerer laughs, knowing the foolish man is donkey gakking he turns around;

"Such impenitent, childish lies made by those who think they are 'blessed' by grand powers are children, fools and Muppets. I think I should just smite you for that but you are needed for now, so go and spread your petty lies, it amuses me."

OK lets just take a gander through your actions

Marius: Survived both the attacks of Syrath on numerous occasions, while inside a Dreadnought he survived Las-Cannon, Melta, Plasma and other heavy weapon attacks regularly. After pledging himself to Chaos and mutating into a foul monster but was able to un-mutate and broke free from Syrath's grasp (Despite pleding his soul to Slannesh).
Luidius: While he did die, it took god knows what to do it and was a master at everything. He survived the Employers and took Syrath to kill him after you stopped wanting to use Mc.Demigod.

Also by under 300, what records are you reading because they are far stronger than that. Also by titanic and OP? You mean throwing enemies that you always beat with little more than mortal wounds that are easily ignored.

I might as well shrug of these past facts, also when using plot devices consult me before posting because I'm the GM, not a player. You can have a force of 100-150 marines, but if they mean so little to you don't expect to last long.

(OOC)
Dude, dont get your boxers in a bunch, I already figured you would do this, thus knew that I wouldnt be series when I made that post, lets just imagine that most of the Legion has other stuff to do, like actually fighting, this can just be one cohort. Regardless, there will be no more than a dozen skullscreamers turning up, (Including shadow) that was the origional plan anyway. Of course in theory those Skucllscreamers will each be about as powerfu as the Shadow is if not significatly more as Shadow is like a scout. Anyhoo, pm me with your queries and I'll give you a full list of everything in the cohort.
(BIC)
Angelus shakes his head once, the skull clacking against the rim of the shoulder pad, and puts his helmet back on.
"When you refuse to acknowlege the truth, the only truth feels like lies, and the only truth that will flow from you is lies, and the only truth you will accept is lies, but if lies become truth then you mind is a swirl of misgivings and your body rebells with anger, this is what has happened, you have been so used to yur peers lying to you and you lying to your peers that when the truth does come you have no way to respond to it. Respond to this truth sorceror, for I am not afraid of you. Certainly you could destroy me, but as you have already found I have no terror of death. I barely even respect you as an opponent, because frankly, you cant run from something that never truly dies, and can track the signature of your mind like the dogs of Khorne track a scent. There is little in this galaxy that any astartes should fear, provided they had the ability to fear, which as you know is genetically forgotten in the miasma of Brotherhood. But... Brother... I am one of the things, and my battle brothers en route are the things that your mind should feel the tremblings of terror for. Because we are the Legion of The Screaming Skulls!! And you will soon learnt hat our entire lives have been shaped by the coming conflict, patterns in your beloved war will fall into place, and the thread of your life will be cut, and resewn, as a warrior of our legion.

But I implore you Sorceror, You have been an acceptable ally. I do not wish for you to have the trauma of certain death, not yet anway. So Sorceror I implore you. When your coup is done.

Flee"

Angelus turns from the outcrop and walks off of it, dropping down like a stone through the portal that had opened there and straight above the battlefield, the Inquisition an the Alpha legion had clashed near the gates to the Forge, and more chas marines, bloodlusty and full f unholy zeal were sprinting towards them from that gate. He fell one hundred feet straight down and his jetpack bosted slightly at the last minute turning his fall into a swoop. He drew his swords as he walkd through the portal and by the time he landed he was in the midst of battle. Caring not who fell, as long as thy fell.

Lets continue this in PM I do not want to sully this thread and I always love to have a good disscussion

"Twit. Your threats are empty and hollow, guard when the coup is over kill the fool. A shot to the head is fitting, the master demands it. Such insolence cannot be allowed in our plans and should be treated with a quick and swift strike, but for now we require the pawn. His death will be a quick one, he will be a fitting sacrifice."

A Chaos Cultist approaches the Chaos Sorcerer and his bodyguard, he carries a data pad and bows before handing it to the Sorcerer;

"Milord, a transmission from X'carhis. He says that he will soon return and wants the Titan in his hands by days end."

"Tell him that once Callus has done his work I will be able to start a ritual to open the Titan gates, just keep the fool busy with a mock battle."

(OOC) I do not wish to do so, it is tiresome.

(Wuss )

Angelus moves like the shadow he is, and realises one key thing, his job here was done, all he had to do was wait until the culling, and just like that he stopped in the middle of battle and opened the thrusters on his jump pack, taking him far away from the fight.

(OOC: I'm no wuss, I just see such a discussion as pointless.)

The Stormtroopers and Alpha legion begin their siege of the Titan, the two forces instantly clash along with the Word Bearers. Dreadnoughts and Predators tear through swaths Stormtroopers but are shattered by Missile fire and Multi-Melta attacks that reduced the armored vehicles to tatters. The Word Bearers lord X'carhis cuts his foes apart with swift strikes and blows.

I deeply apologise, I do not believe that I can continue with this RP, its not the arguments, I love arguments, and its not that I'm not getting my own way because frankly I couldnt care less, I simply feel that I am not playing a part in the RP, I'm on the sidelines and theres nothing I can do about it, so I will be leaving. Thankyou all for a wonderful experience over these RP's, I will be more than happy to role play the new Marius when the time comes. But as I see it this RP is pointless for me to continue with.

Once again thankyou all

Tyranic Marta
The burning skull

If you wish to leave then do so Marta, but you were not a side liner. You were more of a deceiver and used the other forces to complete objectives but it's your decision.

The way I see it your using me as a plot device... and I dont really get any action, if you want me to stay on in that function i will... but otherwise ill just go, but im getting a little bored with it tbh

Marta, it's only chapter 1. Action in a story does not always instantly happen until a character is needed to. But if you don't want to do so its fine.

*sigh* Im a sucker for you guys, fine, I'll write myself back in. Two ticks

As Angelus' Jumpack threw him up into the dark air a Alpha Legionairre Raptor slammed into him at full tilt. Thrown of course Angelus was forced to kill the marine mid flight with a rather unorthodox manouvre, as he drew his bone sabre in his left hand he brought it across the marines neck slicing his head cleanly off. Then the Shadow brought his legs up and kicked the corpse of the Raptor bodily away from himself. Then with a twisting motion in his hips he span around midair. The resulting spin threw him through anouther marine smashing him off his feet, and a lightning quick slash brought his sabre across the marines waist slicing him in twain. Then with a forwards shift of weight he somersaulted forwards and landed on his feet, the other sabre was drawn from its sheath, and with a brutal smash plunged into the chest of the closest marine steadying Angelus from his landing. A quick clench of his nonexistant muscles ripped the blade from the marines chest and brought the marine slamming to the ground. Angelus continued his brutal and efficient motions of death, every blow adding anouther body to the ranks assembling in the other world...

The Tau retained their idiotic belief that their allies would assist them until the battle was almost half way over. Which was about five seconds. Argylle finished off the last one with a contemptuous thrust of his blade and took to the air before the aid from the other Chaos warband arrived. With screeches that rippled with warp energy, his Raptors followed him, leaving the appearance of a bloody fountain of Tau liquid in the air for a moment. Argylle felt his enjoyment slip away as he flew. He'd had his fun. Now there was a battle to fight.

Tau Fire Warriors opened fire on the Raptors, the blue pulses silencing some of the speed fiends but failing to do anything before being brutally charged and torn limb from limb or just being sliced open by combat blades while Battle Suits duel with Noise Marines and possessed beasts that snarl and scream at the armoured Tau warriors.

The Shadow ducks as bolter rounds slam into the ground next to him and one right through his lower shin, Alpha Legion Warriors approached firing their weapons with unreal accuracy against the Space marine in hope of an easy kill.....

"Fine," Kais growled, readying his weapons, before making to move, and leaving the building, to face the jump infantry.

"Shas'O?" one of the Elite Warriors asked, slightly shocked at the Chaos numbers.

"Ter'on, you take your stealth suits and get ready to pick them off from the flank," Kais ordered with extreme calm. "We will create a distraction in front blasting a few away, while making good use of cover. Go."

The stealth suits disappear and go away to do thier bidding by flanking the enemy, while Kais watches his Elite's take cover, anticipating the heavy battle, and he charges forward, modified rail rifle in hand, and burning energy causing through him which he had been given as a gift by his watcher. No, master.