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Darkvoidof40k wrote:

Also, getting a haircut tomorrow. First one in.. god knows how long - since before christmas I think! :O

Not sure how I'm gonna get it styled though...

Dude, I think you should do Locks of Love if they do it near you, You should just do that instead of getting your hair cut. Its a nice gesture to people with cancer

Cause thats what I'm doing.



@Scott

XD XD XD XD YOU and your crazy Avatars XD XD XD XD

I think he likes it!

I need something to be recognised for.
IRL its ma beard and Famous Red Jacket (If ya knew me you'd know why)

On Dakka it'll have to be crazy avatars.
I'll probably change it like once a month.

Lol Nice
Well I'll definitely most likely remember you for the avatars :3 or it could just be that not in your sig about being called Viking not Scott.

Yeah i find it od where on any game or forum, until I'm established as a regular or whatever that i'm called Viking and not Scott.
I mean, come on. When a screen name is VikingScott, do people reaeaeaeally think my name is going to be Viking?
any way i've gone offtopic enough no.

Lol man we've been off topic here for a while, I'm just waiting till either Dark posts something epic to get us closer to closing this amazing story or until I get the inspiration again to make another long post bringing this story closer to the end..........you know........you could always post something as an average joe.......or not.

Meeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeh.

Dude. What's cooler?

"Fear me, for I am Scott!"

OR

"Fear me, for I am Viking!"

Awesome nickname. Especially if you're all muscly, beared, axe-wielding, law-ignoring, bear-drinking, space-pup look-a-like.

If you want that to happen, you got a bit of work to do.

Oh FYI, got mah haircut about 30 mins ago. Or 40ish. I dunno. Anyway, the sucky thing is, whenever I go there I can never see what they're doing (well, kinda) until the end because I have to take my glasses off.

That being said, I don't wear stereo-typical mahussive round glasses. Although I do need to get new glasses, crappy prescription. Ah well. I'll shutup now, and post whenev's.

Thought for the day: Vikings are more awesomesausage than Scotts.

Woopee! ^ thousand posts (above the above). Thousand-two now. <smilez>

Dunno why I even give two. Guess it makes me look important and smart to dah newbies when they see 1002 posts.

Really, I'll shuddup nao.

Darkvoidof40k wrote:

Oh FYI, got mah haircut about 30 mins ago. Or 40ish. I dunno. Anyway, the sucky thing is, whenever I go there I can never see what they're doing (well, kinda) until the end because I have to take my glasses off.

That being said, I don't wear stereo-typical mahussive round glasses. Although I do need to get new glasses, crappy prescription. Ah well. I'll shutup now, and post whenev's.

Yea I kinda hate that. Thats why I only go to people who love my hair or that I know are REALLY good and stylish. Yea apparently I have amazing hair where I am......not many mixed kids here.

But taking of the glasses does suck major. and WHO does wear glasses like that anymore? no one that who

I know a certain actor...

*preforms thread cpr*
I didn't dying for this to just keel over!

-_- ...I was still waiting for certain people to post....but I'll post again.....sometime

"FIGHTING RETREAT YOU UNFORTUNATE HEATHENS!" Nikev roared over the chaos. The last of the transports were coming for their approach. Nikev had seen the others all evacuate except for Leroy, Kais, his Nucians, and Arkus. The Veterens of war were now trying to hold back the Xenos as they tried to consume the retreading imperials.

"Reinforce the Right Flank!" Arkus Shouted firing bolters out of each of his hands. "Don't let them through or we are all doomed!" The 500 odd Imperials were back up upon an incline that seemed to be a massive marketplace of some sort. A few gunships were circling around, raining death upon the monstrosities, but that was far from enough to stem the tied of Xenos.

As their pilot began circling around, the Guardsmen firing out of the guns saw the area to defend. It appeared like a Colosseum. The outside was covered in columns that the guardsmen had erected quick heavy weapon positions to cover their retreading allies. It appeared as though a firework show was on, fire was erupting from everywhere, both sides desperate for victory. As the gunship circled, they could spot a massive horde of Carnifex that was causeing a dust storm so great, the horizon could barely be seen.

"KEEP UP THE FIRE DAMNIT!" Kais screamed to the panicking Guardsmen around him. "IF YOU DON"T FIRE, I"LL START THROWING YOU AT THEM INSTEAD OF MY GRENADES!" Hearing this, the guardsmen around Kais began firing like hardened veterans, none of them wanted to test his words. Kais, was over looknig the Left Flank with Leroy and so far, they were falling all to fast. The guardsmen, lacking the skill and speed of the Marines, were being cut down. Already having lost his two other brothers, Kais and Leroy were the last two marines. Kais looked to the outer rim of the formation to see how Nikev was faring. The commissar had left to the outer rim to help with the retreat of the guardsmen still far from the line. From what he saw, it was pure madness out there.

"STOP DYING DAMNIT!" Nikev shouted above the roar of madness. All around him, Guardsmen were fighting the tyranid foe that was trying to consume everything on this damned planet. "FIGHTING RETREAT! I SAID FIGHTING RETREAT! DAMNIT! STOP DYING!" Nikev yelled again as a guardsmen infront of him was cleaved in two by a tyranid warrior. "I BETTER NOT HAVE TO LEAVE THIS ROCK ALONE DAMNIT!" Nikev yelled as he unloaded the last of his current clip into the beast. As it fell, two more rose to take its place. They both fell due to two quick shots from somewhere far away. Narko Nikev thought to himself That bastard is the best sniper I've ever seen and known.

"267" Narko calmly said to the snipers beside him. Up and down the sniper line, moans and curses in anger were being said as they lost their bets. Funny Narko though. I find it so funny how we make these bets to keep our minds off the true chaos that rages out there. Narko pushed another clip into his Long-las as his gun clicked dry. It was madness out there, and as much as he wanted to be beside Nikev, he could do much more damage in here, Long-las in hand.

The Transports began touching ground, and the Frontline began their slow retreat to safety. But how can they be safe when they were already in hell?

It was a lost cause. Naruke III was doomed to be consumed by the Hive Fleet. Arkus seriously doubted that there would be time to exact exsterminatus on the planet, or that the orbiting ships even had the power. As a matter of fact, Arkus found it surprising that the fleet was still up there, holding it's own.

They fell back to the last, final defense line. Six snipers, and multiple heavy weapons teams layed down covering fire, not that it made much difference, while the few survivors escaped. There was a roar in the sky, and Arkus glanced up to see a Thunderhawk roaring away. An entire battle company.. in one Thunderhawk the Blood Angel pondered. So many marines dead.. so many ancient vehicles destroyed.. Arkus glanced down at the holstered plasma pistol at his side. It had once belonged to the sergeant of the tactical squad who he had fought with against traitors and Tyranids alike. But now, now he was gone. Him and all his squad; Arkus had watched them get torn limb from limb by some viscious Tyranid warriors with savage claws and bat-like wings sprouting from their backs. The sergeant had died valiantly, crushing two of the vile beasts with his power fist before he was brought low.

Snapping back to the present, Arkus sprinted to behind the defense "lines". It was more just guardsmen firing from behind the mound of corpses. Even if they stayed, Arkus knew they'd run out of ammo before the Tyranids ran out of bugs. Hell, everything on this planet was gonna be made into more bugs - even the dead bugs. Bloody Tyranids, you either finish them completely or loose horrifically and the bugs come back even stronger. A dozen or so Valkyries and other craft had set down behind the lines - evacuating the last hundred or so survivors. Men scrambled frantically aboard the craft, and many took off. "Come on!" a man shouted, and the surviving heavy weapons teams and snipers sprinted for the Valk's.

"You coming or what, Blood Angel?" a familiar voice spoke out, over the din of battle. Arkus turned to the Commissar, his expression grim. It seemed the Commissar had been speaking in jest somewhat, but now a dark realization seemed to come over the Commissar. Arkus shook his head.
"No. I shall cover the escape."
"There's no time!" The Commissar pressed.
"Forgive me, Commissar" Arkus said.
The Tyranids encroached ever closer.
"Forgive you? For wha-" Nikev began, before the space marine landed a heavy blow around the mans' face, and though Arkus was careful not to do any permanent damage, it rendered the Commissar unconscious. Hauling his companion over his back, Arkus ran for the Valkyrie, bio-ammo splattering off his power armour. The final Valkyrie's thrusters began whirring to life, and Arkus managed to just reach it in time, and handed the limp Commissar over to two Nucian guardsmen.
"What the hell have you done to him?" one of them shouted at him.
Arkus just slammed the side door shut, and took a step back. He watched as the valkyrie took off, and solemnly turned to the Tyranid horde.
"Come then, Tyranids! I do not fear death for I am death incarnate!" he roared, and began a charge forward, trigger on boltgun depressed.
"For the Emperor and Sanguinious!"

OOC: For old times sake Darkvoid, i'll rp with you. You wont stand alone in this fight.

IC: As Arkus crashed over the rapidly shortening distance between him and the tyranids. He had already made his peace, and was ready to die. Something however, something from the corner of his eye. Something moved. Arkus ducked instinctively as a massive object swung through the air just inches from where his head had been seconds ago.

++For the Emperor! Death to the Xenos!++

Arkus looked up. Zindler was standing before him, his massive bulk eclipsing the sunlight. His huge seismic hammer was gripped tightly in his hands, which, Arkus noted, had a ravener flattened against it.

++It attacked you++

Arkus leapt to his feet, and charged into the swarm. Zindler paused only to dislodge the corpse before he crashed into the swarm after him, his hammer liquifying xenos left and right, a battle hymn upon his lips.

OOC:

will RP more later.. much killing to be done yet.. and some succombing(sp?), as well. -grin-

-_- I hate you Dark .................
there is almost nothing I can do now.....but believe me I will find a way to stay in this.......I will find a way

NO! LET IT END! Maybe after I'm done with the zombie RP (you missed out! Imbecile! ) I'll start a part 2 to this, or something..

Really, me and Ghosty are just killing our characters. Or martyring them, anyway. But, will this really be the end of Arkus Pallemon? Find out. Soon.

I would appreciate it, though, if you just accepted what I've written, and left me to finish it off, please. Well, me and Ghosty, that is!

Maybe at the end you can RP the Commissar in an epilogue or something..

Wait.....so you want to start a second pat to this! Okay, well I have to get my guys out of here because I can't be found by the Imperium......considering we are considered heretics by the forces of the Imperium............-sigh- thinking of this will be difficult

The galaxy is a big place, and whatever happens, you'll most likely be missed.

haha, well if your going to make a second part to this, my guys will just have to 'happen' to come across wherever this new place is

If it wasn't in this sector, it'd be a different roleplay, and not a part 2, no? Anyway, I might make it take place in a 100 years or so.. but then again, that would involve me writing everything else that has happened in the universe.. AW BATGAK! Just given mahself another idea.. we're all doomed at this rate.

Darkvoidof40k wrote:If it wasn't in this sector, it'd be a different roleplay, and not a part 2, no? Anyway, I might make it take place in a 100 years or so.. but then again, that would involve me writing everything else that has happened in the universe.. AW BATGAK! Just given mahself another idea.. we're all doomed at this rate.

I'll probably join no matter what you do.....

Even.. slaanesh?

Darkvoidof40k wrote:Even.. slaanesh?

Wha- I"M NOT GETTING RAPPED BY A DAEMONETTE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!>......but my character already has a 'love' so it will probably be a fight of emotions more than fighting for whatever.....

Foosh!Foosh! "Dropping pod 9" Foosh!The drop pods of the inquisition dropping down.....(Inquisitor Dunklhase to his squad)"These heretics have been corrupted by the tyranids monsters!(drop pod has hit ground)FOR THE EMPEROR!!"
As the inquisitor's squad's Drop pod touch down infront of a squad of genestealers,instantly ripping them apart in close combat."(Whole squad) FOR THE EMPEROR!"
while cutting through a wall of tyranid spine guants they reach a monsterous beast."(grey knight) A BIOTITAN!"

Which character are you RPing?
I didn't think you were signed up for this.

He isn't as far as I know..

lolwut?

ghosty wrote:lolwut?

Eactly my thoughts