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Hazzah!

He signed up in the War of Attrition Sign up thread but Dark(ever so rudely) told him to fizz off. But I think now he's just being a dick and trying to Freck up the story.......


Not cool guy, not cool.


Nobody and personaly me likes an annoying ass dropping $hit and messing up clean good things. So I humbly request that you don't be an ass and fizz off.

Well said.

Jansen Ragnar strode down the ramp of the valkarie to the Cruiser Hammer of Justice, which had agreed to transport him to the Calixis sector, especially after he had flashed the Inquisitorial Emblem. The Tyranid horde in space outside were thinning now, and there was enough space to get out.

A dark figure watched from the shadows, his hood and cloak hiding all but the tip of a power sword and a bolt pistol. Inquisitor Orianus Augustus smiled to himself. This one would do very well indeed. He would need to be deprived of his fancy equipment first - that would make things too easy...

OOC: thats me gone, have fun all. I'll be watching.

Perhaps we should end it here? Perhaps with an epilogue from the Commissar's point of view, as he got on the ship. Or maybe not. I dunno.

I was considering having Arkus fall to the black rage, as it'd be a fun end to him. Just don't really have the time to RP this :/.


One thing's for sure, I'll be making a part 2 at some point in the near future. Maybe.

alright, i'll go with dark on this, lets start the second part some time, then my leroy marines will have something to kill.

Hey shas, not to reign on your parade here, but your scouts were a bit insanel overpowered for scouts.. I mean, they had landspeeders and rhinos and lascannons.. what scouts have that?

Anyway, if I make it, which I probably will, the second part will probably take place in 50 years time or something.. because the planet is pretty much going to be left to the nids to eat it.

I can see awesomeness springing from my imagination already.. heh heh.

Oh, and the best part? [erased from database]!

Edit: posted before I'd finished . Anyway, you guys will just have to wait and see. Wait for about two days that is, dependant on how lazy I am .

This thread must be finished.......so I supppose I'll finish it....at a later date. Maybe later today........can't believe you'd feed the belly of the beast that is this thread only to rip the nipple from its mouth......the ending will not be pleasant because of this. Darkvoid.......

Do not even consider touching the planet or anything on it.

Meh, if you read back a few pages there was something saying you couldn't bonbaonbardle it anyway. ^^

OI! I said it would be grimdark and it will be! .....just later

Yeah, but just don't kill Arkus/Zindler and the Tyranids. I have special lulz in mind for that.

ah, well you could always finish the story

ehhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh.........

EXACTLY! You leave Arkus, the Tyranids and the Planets fate in my hands. And their fate will be Grimdark!

Man I want in on the next one.

Enjoyed reading this one then?

Its technically not over till I think of a Grimdark ending.

Commissar NIkev wrote:Its technically not over till I think of a Grimdark ending.

Race ya!

haha, Be my guest ^.^

A hormagaunt leaped and Arkus. He slashed out with his Chainsword, cutting the Tyranid in half above his head, guts and multi-coloured gore splattering his face. He whipped his boltgun up, and fired off two shots, each one penetrating the head of a Hormagaunt and detonating inside their simple brains, covering the ground around the Blood Angel in yet more gore. Another beast flanked him, and brought a scything talon down, but Arkus lashed out, his weapon knocking the talon away and breaking the creatures’ arm with the impact. He turned and kicked it in the throat, its head and neck coming messily off. Looking forward, thousands more Tyranids rushed forward to assail him. There was a load click, before loud, hot promethium burned and melted several dozen Tyranids, Zindler marching forward. Six Tyranid Warriors marched forward, in a vain attempt to halt Zindler. The dreadnought crushed one with his seismic hammer, pink and green gore and guts spilling out everywhere. He picked up another one and crushed it, as Arkus leapt forward, lashing out with viscous but precisely aimed blows against the Hormagaunts, sending half a dozen back to the Hivemind. Gore splattered his face and armour as he fought the Tyranids, and he fought like he had never fought before. After several minutes of hard close combat, Arkus had cleared a small space around him, giving him a few seconds to look around. He had moved far; waded through the sea of beasts – brother Zindler was now at least three dozen metres away, wrestling against a carnifex. The Blood Angel stared on with sadness as the smaller creatures climbed over his massive form, hacking at every part of his form. Soon, the Dreadnought had disappeared from Arkus’ sight, buried beneath a swarm of Tyranid bodies. Flame spurted out, and he saw Zindler, dragged down by weight of bodies, lying front-up on the ground. He struck out, smashing into the head of the Carnifex, destroying its head. Another stepped up, and rammed its massive talons into the Dreadnought. One last shout of defiance and hatred left the Dreadnought’s vox grilles, before there was an explosion, knocking Arkus from his feet. When he looked up, the Tyranids that had swamped Zindler were gone, flames and charred bodies scattered around a large, blackened crater. In that lapse of focus, a Hormagaunt leaped on Arkus. He head-banged it, breaking whatever form of bone was at the front its head. Wrestling it onto its back, he punched its head, crushing it into the ground. Raising his arm, he saw his gauntlet was covered in ichor. He looked up. All around, the Tyranids were approaching. He reached his bolt pistol, and fired until it was empty. He even threw the weapon at an approaching Tyranid, before jumping to where his Chainsword and boltgun lay.




OOC: Grats on 1k. No kidding though, whatever you write, do not kill my character. Or I will hunt you down and eat your face.

Dark can you change te colour please. I can't read it atm.

Is that better?

better

*add's more pelvic thrusts to the post* much better

Very nice ^.^

Commissar NIkev wrote:Very nice ^.^

What, the Pelvic thrusting or the red writing? :-)

both

you know.....Technically Dark, you never finished this thread.......

This weekend. I promise .

haha, tis all groovy