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On your roof with a laptop

The 41st millenium is rapidly drawing to a close, the Imperium under constant threat from all sides against countless enemies, from horrific xenos to heretical renegades. In one forsaken corner of the galaxy lies the maelstrom, a titanic warp rift called home by many factions of pirates, lawless criminals and forgotten horrors. Located in a very nearby system, stands the indomitable bulwark of Tannibus Alpha, a highly armed and very well defended Imperial planet.

Over many centuries of conflict, the planet has been subject to numerous attack from chaos warbands, traitor forces, and daemonic assaults, but nothing they could not repel. The planet has many guard stationed there, as well as limited amouns of grey knights and sisters of battle who are adept at combating the forces of daemons and hereics respectivly.

This was all to change on one fateful day when, unknown to the forces of the Imperium, the forces of chaos mounted one, enormous offensive, constructed of a large fleet composed of both chaos astartes and traitor spacecrafts, the astartes a mix of the newly formed Anarchy's children warband, with a small group of Red corsairs acting as sub-commanders and secondary advisors.. Although many ships were destroyed by the planet's advanced planetary defense systems and ships, a large amount still managed to get within range of the planet to completly bombard the planet with landing forces such as dreadclaws and dropships.

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This RP follows the actions of both the loyalists defending the planet, and the forces of chaos, trying to pillage, burn and kill, so please feel free to choose your character from a wide selection of xenos merceneries, loyalists and renegades.

When making your character, please follow this guideline:

Name:
Race/team:
Age:
Gender:
Appearance:
Armament:
Background:




Character sheets:


Name: Morgoth Artacus (TheRobotLol)
Race: Renegade astartes (Possessed)
Age: 353 (Though daemoniic possession keeps him looking around 35-ish)
Gender: Male
Appearance: Tall, well bult, short shaven hair with pale skin. Possession only shows during combat.
Armament: Power armour, Vindictive (A finely made power sword from the times of the heresy), Bloodbolt (A bolt pistol with daemonic enhancement).
Background: Morgoth was once an aspiring champion of the Emperor's children warband, where he perfected the art of swordsmanship, and was given free reign to pillage and slaughter as he pleased. Many decades later, he found his way to the maelstrom, wanting a force of his own to command. There he founded a now large and still growing warband known as the anarchy's children, a group which acted as a mix of Slaanesh and undivided. Many years later on, the warband expanded to include all followers of chaos, but with the original undivided and Slaanesh forces as it's elite core.





Name: Lynessa (Admiral9)


Race/team: chaos sorcerer
Age: 30
Gender: Female
Appearance:
Armament: Power sword and doombolts
Background: Lynessa was a female platoon commander in the iron snakes back on alustdor but on the day her commander died in a futile human grinder attack she turned to chaos. Now after the events on alustdor her hearth lays broken she has joined the attack on tannibus alpha as an advisor to the chaos commander.






Name
Atris Sameil'a

Gender
Female

Position
Sergeant of Cerberus Squadron, a Grav-Chute insertion kill team entrusted with important work behind enemy lines.

Background
Atris was born into one of the many labouring families of Alustdor, and was toughened by the constant wars in the slums of the Manufactorums throughout her youth. When the planet was alerted of the enemy, she was drafted into the newly founded 13th Regiment incredibly reluctantly. Her youth had not gone to waste, allowing her to ascend to the rank of sergeant with ease. She is fearless, inspiring the soldiers under her command to greater acts of heroism. Atris can be trusted with any task, putting her life on the line often to make sure that her task is completed.

Personality
Firey, Inspiring, Intelligent, Stern






Name: Rephosus
Race/team: Necrons
Age: Over 10000 years old
Gender: Male
Appearance: Necron cryptek (has a knight with a plasma destructor and a power lance)
Armament: Power sword, grav pack and a plasma bolter
Background: basically the whole EC children RP







Name: Sam
Race/team: Imperial Guard Commissar
Age: 38
Gender: Male
Appearance:
Armament: Carapace Armour, Power Sword and Las-pistol
Background: Sam was born on the Planet of Armageddon, his family were all in the Imperial Guard all in high command away from battles but when Sam was 16 he joined the Imperial Guard and loved to fight on the front line proving he would not hide or surrender. In the Third war of Armageddon he rallied the forces at a barricade in Helsreach and held orks off until reinforces arrived, after the war he was promoted to a Commissar for his fearless actions and being able to rally man around him. Now he has arrived on Tannibus Alpha to assist forces in the battle against enemy forces.







Name: Thorvold Hundst
Race/team: Imperial
Age: 32
Gender: Male
Appearance: Tall and broad, long white hair. Missing an eye, but he covers it with a golden helmet that has an eye piece.
Armament: Power Spear and High-Power bolt pistol
Background: Thought to be dead by a majority of the Imperium after Alustdor, only a select few in the Inquisition and the highest ranking Space Wolves know him. He hates Blood Angels






Name: Aria L'chanson
Race/team: Chaos
Age: 573 (appears 22)
Gender: Female
Appearance:

Armament: Her music
Background: Once she was just an ordinary singer on one of the more wealthier planets of the Imperium, singing songs of the Emperor inspiring her listeners. However the planet had a darker secret; cults had began to form, fuelled by greed and desire for power. It wasn't long before two of the bigger cults had set their eyes on Aria; one of Tzeentch and one of Slaanesh. The Tzeentch one sought the secrets hidden within the songs she sung, the knowledge gained from these events and lost to the ages. The Slaanesh cult was more simple; it saw the financial gain that stood to be gained from her enchanting melody. The daemons who ran the cults from the shadows had ulterior motives; many listened to her songs, what better way to perhaps reach more worshippers. The cults went about their ways to try and capture this asset for themselves. The Tzeentch cult hid spells within "rediscovered" melodies. The Slaanesh cult hid notes within the music accompanying it. Both of which would fight for control of the very souls who heard them. Thus the planet was enveloped in a power struggle between the daemonic forces of Tzeentch and Slaanesh. Every soul on the planet had been lost, besides just one; Aria's soul. Unaffected by their plots she was freely allowed to continue.

Only when the planet was firmly in their grasps did the daemons appear to her to congratulate and reward her. At first she was driven insane by the news; the one thing she loved most had destroyed all she loved. The Daemons could not accept sharing this tool with the other and began to fight amongst themselves. To this day they continue to fight over their prize, showering her with gifts and preserving her so that their plans may continue from the moment they first revealed themselves. In the meantime they allow her to wander as she desires. Both her and her songs drifting effortlessly through the air across the universe.








Name : Asva Fellmind
Race : Dark Eldar
Age : Just over a millennia
Gender : Female
Appearance : A gaunt and horridly scared Eldar, she lost her beauty aeons ago when she lost a duel with a rival.
Armament : Electro corrosive whip, blaster pistol and Orb Of Despair
Background : Her tale is one that even for a Dark Eldar is filled with agony and suffering. Born in the lower parts of Commorag she was accepted into a unknown cabal, where she quickly earned her place. However these gains where outweighed by her insidious mind, that always weaved plans of suffering and betrayal to the cabal she served.

It all culminated when she challenged the Sybarite who had recognized the insidious being for what she was. He two faced of in the sands of the arena to settle their score, whoever won would claim the others head and her position.
However disaster almost claimed her as her opponent struck her with a poisoned blade, and raked her face with sharp fingers nails the would be usurper still found the strength to wrap her Electro corrosive whip around her foes neck and strangle her before fading into the realm of near death.

After her painful recover she was exiled from her former home, left to fend for herself. It was these years that forged her by now gruesome reputation, as a increasingly unstable assassin and infiltrator.
Over the next decades she assembled small coven of like minded and other outcasts. Revenge would be hers indeed, And now the prospect of suffering and a chance to improve her skills has drawn her to the contested world of Tannibus Alpha, let the cattle run in fear of their true masters.








Name: Syrath the Saint of Chaos, the Half Cursed, King of the Daemons

Age: Unknown, born around of the time when Tzeentch was formed
Appearance: Syrath takes the form of a massive, skeletal, twin headed dragon, rotting flesh and withered feathers seem to dot the surface of Syrath's form, while an aura of hate exudes from his body along with the
stench of blood and death. Flies, fire and beetles hang around his body, feasting on scraps of Syrath's once magnificent form.

Race: Daemon, former Lord of Change

Biography: Syrath was once a magnificent lord of Change, but a sudden twist of fate, and Syrath was a servant of the gods, but his luck ran out before he could take the galaxy when a Space Wolf, name and title long forgotten smitten the beast and left him a shambolic, mumbling wreak. Now, Syrath is mocked by the gods of Chaos, stalking the galaxy as an inter galactic boggy man.

Weapons and artifacts: Syrath has been seen carrying a massive black staff, crowned by an eight sided star and a scimitar.

Abilities: Flight, Sorcery, and the ability to breath noxious gases and flames.




Name: Ve'Carr
Race/team: Salmander Marine
Age: 482
Gender: Male
Appearance:
Armament: Squad Thunder hammer, Inferno pistols,Combi-Meltas
Background: Born on Nocturne, Ve'Carr was good at every task put in front of him, there was no stopping him. It was easy to know he would be a Space Marine. He quickly rose through the ranks, leading a veteran squad into battle. Now it was time once again to prove his worthiness.





Name: Ulgot, the Plague-Bearer
Race/team: Greater Daemon of Nurgle
Age: unknown
Gender: unknown, possibly male
Appearance: Colossal, bulbous and fat, grotesque, with pus and other fluids oozing out of sores and festering wounds
Armament: Great Sword
Background: It was during the Age of Apostasy, when a system of agri-worlds suddenly were surrounded in darkness. Civilians were stricken with fatal diseases, then rose from the dead to return to their living brothers and sisters. The planets eventually rotted and withered, becoming a suitable plain for Ulgot to enter the Material Realm. He ruled this system for centuries before the warp storm abated, allowing for three companies from the Killer Angels Chapter and a squad of Grey Knights to arrive and cleanse the system. Fifty Astartes and Fifteen Grey Knights perished before Ulgot was banished back to the Warp. He has waited over five millennia to return. To this end, he has slowly corrupted a small group of traitor guardsman and sorcerers within the warband. It is these chosen who have seen the love Grandfather Nurgle provides for all. With their help, Ulgot will once more spread pestilence, decay, and desparation amongst the Imperium.










Name: Kaless (p_gray99)
Race/team: Chaos (formerly Sisters of Battle)
Age: 27
Gender: Female
Appearance: Just as with any other sister of battle, but with marks of she who thirsts rather than imperial eagles etc. and also with far more chaotic-looking power armour
Armament: Sonic blaster, bolt pistol, chainsword, frag and krak grenades, power armour, mark of slaanesh.
Background: Once a noble sister repentia, her concentration slipped for an instant in the midst of battle, one of her charges slipping in the occasional word about a powerful mistress and how Kaless could gain access to the greatest of sensations oh so easily. From there on, there was no going back. As soon as she reached Tannibus Alpha, She Who Thirsts had complete control, and the first moment no-one was watching she killed those from her squad who remained loyal (and some of the others for good measure) and turned to chaos, joining the noise marines of the emperor's children and becoming a part of one of their squads. As slaanesh sees all her warriors as equal, she is counted as one of them and has armour painted black and pink to show that she will now never turn back. Her faith is not gone, simply changed to faith in She Who Thirsts.








Name: Alphonsine D'Corus (N0t_u) (Dead)
Race/team: Sisters of Battle, Ordo Divinus Ensis
Age: 26
Gender: Female
Appearance:


Armament: The Rose's Blade (power sword, order relic), ornate plasma pistol, ornate power armour, grenades, rosarius.
Background: One of the youngest to achieve the rank of Canoness within the order due in part to a selection process from before the order was forced to cease acting as a stationary guard for the garden shrine planet Lillium. She is usually found somewhere around the middle of the action and very rarely is she not accompanied into battle by her twin Lily; the two usually helping to cover the other's flaws. Out of the two she is the better fighter, occasionally she may come up with a decent tactic but generally the tactics are not too original or blunt.

Name: Lily D'Corus
Race/team: Sisters of Battle, Ordo Divinus Ensis
Age: 26
Gender: Female
Appearance:

Armament: The Rose's Stem (power halberd, order relic), ornate power armour, grenades, rosarius.
Background: Unlike her sister she isn't much of a fighter, average at best. What allowed her to raise to the rank of Palatine was her tactical prowess and ability to inspire virtually everyone around her no matter how dire the circumstances. Usually found alongside Alphonsine, where she can best devise what action to take next, what actions their opponents would likely take and then raise morale to ensure it is done.

Squads:
Aegis of the thorn: Alphonsine, Lily, Hospitaller, three Celestians armed with bolters. Transport: Requiem of Lillium, Immolator with twinlinked multimelta, stormbolter and added armour.


Squad Castigo: Superior with chainsword and hand flamer, heavy flamer, flamer and seven sisters with bolters. Transport: Agito, rhino.

Squad Secondus: Superior with bolter, two flamers, seven sisters with bolters. Transport: Velox, rhino.

Exorcist Tempestas


Obviously the Exorcist will be sort of a reserve, already balancing it out by only using one as the 1k list has two as it is. Three is pretty much mandatory for them after all.





Name: Cogsnag Favored of Khorne
Race/team: Chaos Ork/Chaos
Age: 399 years old
Gender: ork
Appearance: 15 feet tall he is muscular for a ork his skin color is red and he wears parts of power armour he wore as 'eavy armour when he was a regular ork.
Armament: Gork and Morks Choppas, 2 'uge Choppas that are infused with chaos which can slice through power allmost with ease.
Background: Many years ago Cogsnag was a normal ork warboss. Except he was obsessed with Gork and Mork then one day he heard of a mighty being in the warp who is the god of destruction and killing and such. convensed that this god if gork(or mork) he gathered up a his warband and set out for the warp. once inside the warp he flew through it trying to find Gork(or Mork) who might live here. then after many demonic attacks killing many of his men finally he made it to Khornes realm we he made it there hundreds and thousends of demons of khorne attack there ship he and is men fought to there dyeing breath except Cogsnag he was there fighting after all his men died he fought with fervour of a man possessed with the will to do something. No matter how many demons attacked him he fought them off wave after wave soon after the 1000s wave he started to get tired but fought on eventually khorne himself took notice to this called of his demon hordes and aproched the Ork to ask him if he was there to gain favor in him by fighting all the demons. Cogsnag tired was he thought he was Gork(or Mork) and said yes.
then khorne took the ork and infused him with demonic energy off the demons he slew. and that is out he became the first and only Chaos Ork.
what you guys think?




Race/team: Renegades (Astartes Mercenary)

Age: 145

Gender: Male

Appearance: Bald, Scar down the right side of his face

Armament: two Power Swords, Jump Pack & a Plasma Pistol

Background: Daston was a respected Assault Marine sergeant of the Blood Angels. He had a spotless record, only losing 25 men in a century of service. It was in a battle against a Tyranid splinter fleet by the name of Hive Fleet Orboros. His squad struck against orders at the Hive Tyrant commanding the Nids, killing it but losing half of the squad. After that battle, after the death of most of his squad, the rage in Daston triggered his long-dormant flaw. Succombing to the Black Rage, Daston slaughtered many of the battle's survivors before fleeing for his life. In the decade that has followed, Daston has learnt to control the rage, using only when in great need.

He now goes wherever people need a job doing, for little more than the enjoyment of it.






Name: Archon Vileth

Race/team: Dark Eldar

Age: 1,350 Terran years

Gender: Male

Appearance:

Armament: Huskblade, Animus Vitae, Clone Field, Vexator Mask

Background: The conceited megalomaniac of the Kabal of Iron Thorns, he has led inumerable raids into the materium. He is one of Vects most favoured Archons, albeit in
a joking manner, seeing him as more of a wild dog to be unleashed on others. He frequently leads raids on maiden worlds, and prize's exotic slaves above all else,
namely his Eldrict cousins and the Mon'keighs warrior race, the Astratus.

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Here is mine im searching for a fitting pic now.

Name: Lynessa (yes she is back)
Race/team: chaos sorcerer
Age: 30
Gender: Female
Appearance:
Armament: Power sword and doombolts
Background: Lynessa was a female platoon commander in the iron snakes back on alustdor but on the day her commander died in a futile human grinder attack she turned to chaos. Now after the events on alustdor her hearth lays broken she has joined the attack on tannibus alpha as an advisor to the chaos commander.

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Welcome!

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I was thinking about this


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Sure. I'l add you to the OP character sheet

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But who is gonna be the commander? Because as said she is the advisor.

Not gonna add the picture?

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Name: Ethil Sormar
Race: Eldar (Mercenary)
Age: 156
Gender: Male
Appearance: Slim. Most of head bald, only one grey ponytail that reaches to his knees. Wears streamlined white armour with red details, with massive black trench coat on top.
Armament: Deviltearer; a massive 2 handed glaive made with a polished shard of obsidian, complete with a checkered hilt. Flamebreather; Flamethrower that fires blue magical flames and such
Do I need background?

Oh, and she will go on whatever side makes the highest bid.

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admiral9 wrote:But who is gonna be the commander? Because as said she is the advisor.

Not gonna add the picture?


I'l write him up in a couple minutes.

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BlapBlapBlap wrote:Name: Ethil Sormar
Race: Eldar (Mercenary)
Age: 156
Gender: Male
Appearance: Slim. Most of head bald, only one grey ponytail that reaches to his knees. Wears streamlined white armour with red details, with massive black trench coat on top.
Armament: Deviltearer; a massive 2 handed glaive made with a polished shard of obsidian, complete with a checkered hilt. Flamebreather; Flamethrower that fires blue magical flames and such
Do I need background?

Oh, and she will go on whatever side makes the highest bid.


You don't need background, although it does add depth.

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Which side?

And i think my background is a mix of the alustdor RP and the background provided there.

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admiral9 wrote:Which side?



Who? Me or Blap?

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Blap.

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As I said, I side with the highest bidder.

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Well see.....

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Oh and uum 2500 posts hooray.

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Name: Morgoth Artacus
Race: Renegade astartes (Possessed)
Age: 353 (Though daemoniic possession keeps him looking around 35-ish)
Gender: Male
Appearance: Tall, well bult, short shaven hair with pale skin. Possession only shows during combat.
Armament: Power armour, Vindictive (A finely made power sword from the times of the heresy), Bloodbolt (A bolt pistol with daemonic enhancement).
Background: Morgoth was once an aspiring champion of the Emperor's children warband, where he perfected the art of swordsmanship, and was given free reign to pillage and slaughter as he pleased. Many decades later, he found his way to the maelstrom, wanting a force of his own to command. There he founded a now large and still growing warband known as the anarchy's children, a group which acted as a mix of Slaanesh and undivided. Many years later on, the warband expanded to include all followers of chaos, but with the original undivided and Slaanesh forces as it's elite core.

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Name: Local Name is 'The Reaper of men'
Race/team: Tyranid Lictor Alpha
Age: Unknown
Gender: Unknown
Appearance:
Armament: Fangs, claws, Flesh hooks, Feeder tendrils and Charmeleonic Scale
Background: There are stories that go back decades when the lands were were filled with the tribes of man, the whispers of a strange creature hunting the strongest warriors and killing the leaders of tribes. When the Imperium of Man reached this world it the tribes came up to the Cadian 110th Shock Troops Regiment with these tales they believed this creature to be a daemon of chaos so the Imperial Commanders ordered that all the tribes should be checked for signs of taint but after months of checking nothing was found. But the creature changed from attacking the tribes to attacking Imperial Commanders in a matter of weeks the Guardsmen on the planet were suffering from low moral that Commissar Lero took control of the forces and lead them on a search through the jungles and mountains, that's when they found that the creature was a Tyranid. They began to chase it through the cold mountains that's were Commissar Lero charged into the beast knocking them both spiralling into the icy waters bellow. Believing the creature dead at the lose of a hero the Guardsmen left the world but the tribes still whisper of the 'Reaper of men'.

Tali'Zorah: I appreciate what you're doing here, Shepard.
Commander Shepard: Well, I care deeply about the quarian people.
Tali'Zorah: It's good to be back on the Normandy.
Commander Shepard: Let me know if it's too quiet for you to sleep, and I'll find you someplace louder.
Tali'Zorah: Hmm.
Garrus Vakarian: Uh, I was there when you two had your thing, remember? Just get a room and work it out. 
   
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...Welcome.

Don't expect a hive fleet showing up though..

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Then i will join your force as advisor lol.

And i got experience with slaaneshi dudes.

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admiral9 wrote:Then i will join your force as advisor lol.

And i got experience with slaaneshi dudes.


Indeed

I'l start the RP thread once we get a couple more players.

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Yup, I'l open it tommorow.

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TheRobotLol wrote:...Welcome.

Don't expect a hive fleet showing up though..


Oh I don't....I expect them all to!!!!!!

Tali'Zorah: I appreciate what you're doing here, Shepard.
Commander Shepard: Well, I care deeply about the quarian people.
Tali'Zorah: It's good to be back on the Normandy.
Commander Shepard: Let me know if it's too quiet for you to sleep, and I'll find you someplace louder.
Tali'Zorah: Hmm.
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admiral9 wrote:Then i will join your force as advisor lol.

And i got experience with slaaneshi dudes.



Tali'Zorah: I appreciate what you're doing here, Shepard.
Commander Shepard: Well, I care deeply about the quarian people.
Tali'Zorah: It's good to be back on the Normandy.
Commander Shepard: Let me know if it's too quiet for you to sleep, and I'll find you someplace louder.
Tali'Zorah: Hmm.
Garrus Vakarian: Uh, I was there when you two had your thing, remember? Just get a room and work it out. 
   
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Shamefully you do know what i mean.

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black templar wrote:
admiral9 wrote:Then i will join your force as advisor lol.

And i got experience with slaaneshi dudes.




I do indeed know what you mean my good friend.

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Inside a manta on schiphol airport.

Damn the previous RP.

The sinking feelings keep coming back!
Come to the box. The box has mysteries
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BlapBlapBlap wrote:
Well colour me Hipster.

"I fell through the Webway before it was cool!"
 
   
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Kanto

I'll be more than happy to join! Chaos, you say? Sisters of Battle, you say? I like both, so let's mix and match!

Name: Kaless
Race/team: Chaos (formerly Sisters of Battle)
Age: 27
Gender: Female
Appearance: Just as with any other sister of battle, but with marks of she who thirsts rather than imperial eagles etc. and also with far more chaotic-looking power armour
Armament: Sonic blaster, bolt pistol, chainsword, frag and krak grenades, power armour, mark of slaanesh.
Background: Once a noble sister repentia, her concentration slipped for an instant in the midst of battle, one of her charges slipping in the occasional word about a powerful mistress and how Kaless could gain access to the greatest of sensations oh so easily. From there on, there was no going back. As soon as she reached Tannibus Alpha, She Who Thirsts had complete control, and the first moment no-one was watching she killed those from her squad who remained loyal (and some of the others for good measure) and turned to chaos, joining the noise marines of the emperor's children and becoming a part of one of their squads. As slaanesh sees all her warriors as equal, she is counted as one of them and has armour painted black and pink to show that she will now never turn back. Her faith is not gone, simply changed to faith in She Who Thirsts.

Edit: You'll have to forgive me for saying She Who Thirsts rather than slaanesh, it's just that as a (dark) eldar player first and formost, that's how I always refer to Her.

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On your roof with a laptop

Welcome!

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Inside a manta on schiphol airport.

Understandable.

The sinking feelings keep coming back!
Come to the box. The box has mysteries
:750 points
BlapBlapBlap wrote:
Well colour me Hipster.

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