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Nikev, no las I believe... but I will post a character and see if I can get in.

Character name: Nemo Weer
Character Age: 23
Character Profession: PSF Trooper
Character Personality: Nemo is perhaps the happiest man in the PSF. He enjoys everything about it, except for the early mornings. He almost always has a smile on his face and is known to take a punch. During basic he was late to roll call and received a strong blow with a baton from one of the instructors, Nemo replied with "Sir, you hit like a girl sir!". He smiled during the duration of the retaliation.
Character Appearance: Clean shaven with short brown hair and brown eyes. Fair skin, but likes to wear some type of headgear whenever he is awake, whether its a helmet or even a hat.
Character Equipment: Long-range autogun, flak armor equivalent, combat knife, and autopistol.
Character Bio: Nemo was the son of a prominant PSF commander, Silvanus Weer, and was forced in the PSF by his parents in order to follow in his footsteps. However, Nemo has failed to live up to most of those expectations. He has been able to live up to his father's marksmanship and agility, but has fallen short of his father's ease of politics, steadfast determination, and quick rise to the tops of PSF chain of command. Its fortunate for Nemo that his father didn't live long enough to see his son's failure to achieve what the elder Weer had. Remaining relatives include two sisters(one older and one younger) who enrolled in the PSF as well, his younger brother also in the PSF although in basic, and his mother who is retired.

Your Sergeant is accepted, Nikev.

Btw, as I've said before; if you haven't already, it won't do any harm for any of you to flick through the RP and read some of it.

lag...

Lag............

Ah, didn't see ya there, Halon. Accepted also.

Remember, guys, there's the PSF and the PDF!

And well spotted, Halonachos. No laserz Nikev!

Ha I was just about to tell about the lasgun.
Y'all should leave the PSF, and join the PDF! it's way more fun that way!

Scrazza wrote:Ha I was just about to tell about the lasgun.
Y'all should leave the PSF, and join the PDF! it's way more fun that way!

Your character is in the PSF!

no it isn't. check my character form. it says PDF.

I thought that there were no arbites or PDF, but a singlar PSF as the planet is not under imperial control... its like a forgotten planet that slipped through the cracks of the administratum.

AAAAAAAH! are we not under Imperial control???!!!

Imma get me a space craft and get off this sodden rock!

Think Eastern Fringe, little to no imperial control, possible interaction with xenos, and little in the way of inquisitors. Rogue Traders possible though. At least that's what I get from it.

Anyways, the PSF is the more awesome one. PDF=Work, PSF= Crazy good times.

raaaagh! I don't make me want to switch to the PSF.

Well, it's in the very SOUTH-EAST. Like further east than Ultramar but far more south .

It is not controlled by the Imperium as they forgot about it. Good for them.

PSF are basically the arbites substitute, except that they are basically soldiers, but their duties are more honed towards keeping the peace, building raids, riot control - that kinda stuff. In times of extreme need, they can be auto-drafted into military service (hint hint ). They aren't as good as the actual defence forces, however, and there are usually more than enough PDF to handle whatever problems there are.

Also, the PDF garrison military/governmental/other important structures across the planet as well as the cities, but the PSF are just in cities.

So PSF are SWAT and PDF are Army. Got it.

halonachos wrote:So PSF are SWAT and PDF are Army. Got it.

Basically, yeah.

errr,.....I might still RP a change of unit in the game.

Scrazza wrote:errr,.....I might still RP a change of unit in the game.

Hmm.. well please wait until we've got the RP well underway again, and PM me about it first. I may well just do it as a player event.

that was what I had planned

"Wake up you maggots, we have the making of a situation here." Nemo heard his sergeant yell.

Nemo got up quickly and punched the wall, he hated getting up relatively early and the rest of the squad began mumbling as they put their gear on.

"Hurry up Weer, we don't have all day for your beauty sleep." Sergeant Gral shouted as Nemo finished putting on his boots and his gear.

"What's the situation brewing sir?" Trooper Holke asked.

"Apparantly the PDF decided to get themselves into a little firefight in the palace."

"So, we're going to the palace sir?" Trooper Frin asked.

"No, we're going to cover some of the area surrounding it. Snipers on the roof, guys in the streets to block them off. Get some riot gear and we'll head out in 15." Sergeant Gral finished before leaving the barracks.

"Damn, I hate being on the rooftops." Nemo thought to himself as he grabbed his helmet with nigh vision attachments. He put it on and tested it to make sure it was still working before grabbing his rifle.

"Looks like you're going to have some fun today Nemo." Trooper Varsk said to him while clapping him on the shoulders.

"Yeah, I guess, sitting on the roof all alone, looking through a scope all day, and just being high in the sky." Nemo said while rubbing his face still tired from last night.

"Hey, where'd my watch go?" Nemo said looking around.

"Over here." Trooper Frin said while holding up the watch.

"Why do you have it?" Nemo asked accusingly.

"You lost it in cards last night." Frin said while putting it on his own wrist. "You know, you're not really good at cards."

"It's going to be a really long day." Nemo thought.

oooh! My character is still at the palace, lets get ready to rumble.

BIC

Virgil went went with his squad towards the gate towards their Chimera. Sudenly he heard yelling, and the occasional gunshot. he spotted some muzzle flashes in that building on the other side.

"Get back inside, they are shooting at you!" yelled officer Niall.

at a sudden moment, a horde of cultists in their black and blue robes, stormed towards the palace.

"gak." though Virgil, before running back towards the gate.

Commissar NIkev wrote:Character name: Chazzick Ordain
Character age: 32
Character profession: Sergent
Character personality: Free spirited Sergent that trusts his squad and demands the upmost respect and disipline. He didn't get Sergent by licking a fools boot.
Character appearance: Short Dark Brown Hair
Character equipment: Shot-gun, two compact autopistols,and Dual Ceremonial Power Daggers passed down in his family line.
Character bio/background story: He was born into a wealthy family but not having the wanted traits was disliked and put down by his parents and family. Seeking their love and respect he joined the Planetary Security Force to prove his worth, though, he is growing to despise them for the way they have treated him. Just because he wasn't born with the family's Teal Hair.

Fixed

I know, I miss the las too Nikev. If I could have a las-autogun I would, but I can't. Although maybe a laser sight, just as effective...

I wanted to include you in my RP as the sergeant, but then I noticed this:

Commissar Nikev wrote: demands the upmost respect and disipline.

and I was all like, yeah, that wouldn't work.

halonachos wrote:I know, I miss the las too Nikev. If I could have a las-autogun I would, but I can't. Although maybe a laser sight, just as effective...

I wanted to include you in my RP as the sergeant, but then I noticed this:

Commissar Nikev wrote: demands the upmost respect and disipline.

and I was all like, yeah, that wouldn't work.

Ha,
yea as it says.....He didn't make sergent licking a fool's boot

Besides, I wouldn't want to be the one to send you to your death.....yet

So you're the fellow with short brown hair and a sergeant ranking eh?

*click*

Ooops... safety was on.

IC:

The transports jarred to a stop.

"Lordy, when will these drivers learn to come to a smooth stop?" Nemo tought to himself as he began to exit the back of the armoured van.

"Weer, Resnik I want you two topside, overlapping fields of fire. Weer, take the administratum roof and Resnik I want you on the hab complex. The rest of you with me to the intersection." Sergeant Gral said as he began to move the rest of the PSF troopers to the intersections.

"Sarge is ticked at you Nemo." trooper Harrel Resnik said to Weer as they compared buildings. The habs reached about 20 stories high while the administratum building was about 30 stories.

"Yeah, I guess so, but its cardio. Its good for you, you know." Nemo said with a chuckle and the two snipers went of to their respective nests.

"Omnipotent 1 to Omnipotent 2, what's your location?" Harrel called over the vox.

"Look for me near the comm array, I'll flash a light for you." Nemo said as he looked towards the hab looking for Harrel.

"You're dead Nemo." Harrel called over jokingly.

"Yeah, but I had to help you. You were dead 5 minutes ago." Nemo replied.

"Oh yeah, then where am I?" Harrel said over the vox.

"Cut the chatter you two, there's some serious gak going down and you two are fething around." Sergeant Gral cut in.

"There's some serious gak going down." Nemo mimicked in a whiney voice.

"Don't make me come up there Weer, I'll beat you within an inch of your life." Nemo could almost feel the sarge spit through the vox.

"I have over 30 flights of stairs that beg to differ sir." Nemo called back, his smile barely obscured by his helmet's anti-glare visor.

"Yeah, but you have to come down sooner or later and when you do I'll be waiting." Sergeant Gral called back almost happy with himself.

"That's why you're in charge sir, you understand tactics." Nemo called back into the vox.

700 yards away from the walls of the palace where a firefight was going on and Nemo was content just messing around on the vox and looking around throughhis scope.

Scrazza wrote:oooh! My character is still at the palace, lets get ready to rumble.

BIC

Virgil went went with his squad towards the gate towards their Chimera. Sudenly he heard yelling, and the occasional gunshot. he spotted some muzzle flashes in that building on the other side.

"Get back inside, they are shooting at you!" yelled officer Niall.

at a sudden moment, a horde of cultists in their black and blue robes, stormed towards the palace.

"gak." though Virgil, before running back towards the gate.

Niall is back in the city with dozens of bullet holes through him.

no, I am talking about the Niall from the palace. or was that Neikt?

oh yeah it was Seregath

BIC

Virgil barely made it back behind. the safety of the palace walls. Up on one of the parapets, the comanding officer overlooking the gate bellowed orders to his men.

" You, PDF! Get up the parapet, and shoot them!"

Virgil complied, and he beckoned the rest of his squad with him. Virgil ran up the stairs, only to be greeted by a hail of bullets. They took cover, but one of the palace guard was too slow.

"Damn, they killed our sniper! someone take that gun." The bellowing officer ordered.

"I'll do that." And with that, Virgil picked up the fallen sniper rifle. Virgil didn't recognize it's design. It wasn't a needel rifle, something else. A long barreled rifle with a wooden stock, a scope attached to it.

"Are you done admiring that gun? kill those cultists! there are a few snipers on the other side of the street, there somewhere. Take 'em out, I hope you know how to shoot."

Virgil took aim, immediately spotting a a sniper. He steadied his aim, but just as he was about to shoot, the cultist ducked down, into cover. Virgil looked to the right, spotting another one. He steadied his aim, and took a shot. The gun gave a slight kickback. through his scope he could see he hit the sniper, the cultist lay in a pool of blood, hit in the stomach.

Virgil looked for another one. He found on one the roof the administratum. He almost squeezed the trigger, but held back just in time to see a sniper from the PSF.

"They sent help." Virgil reported to the officer.

The recruits were terrified of the shots ringing out around them, crouching low against a ruined wall.
Ezekiel snorted with contempt at the yelling cultists approaching them with makeshift clubs and blades.
"Cleanse them from existence, in the Emperor's name!" He leapt over the barricade, with a few las shots
coming from behind him. He swung his axe down and split open the head of one, then whirled about
with his sabre drawn, cutting the hand off another. A number of the recruits ran to his aid, bayonets fixed
for the melee.

OOC: oooh how exciting a city wide revolt!

BIC:
Virgil took another sniper out. with the aid of the PSF snipers, they cleared the area of snipers, and they could now put their efforts to the assaulting cultists.

A bi hord of cultists were crossing the broad emty lane etween the hab blocks and the palace, with no cover except the odd parked car.

The cultists were well armed. They wore the same outfit as the ones Virgil encountered in the devout saint some while ago. But these guys were with hundreds of them, storming the breastworks.

Small arms fire were peppering the parapets. Virgil had to dock in order to not get hit.
He just had to spot and kill that cultist shooting at him, and be done with it.
He waited until the enemy fire in his direction slackend. He got up, saw a reloading cultist. Virgil took him in his sights, a man with a tatooed face.
He shot and killed the man.

at that moment, the Chimera parked outside, rumbled through the gate.Now the chimera was safe, thet could close the gate.

Now began a siege.