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sillyboy wrote:

Commissar NIkev wrote:

halonachos wrote:

Commissar NIkev wrote:I'm awaiting a relpy from Sillyboy before I continue with the good fight.

Sillyboy is now a mutant who hates the Imperium. Or a mutant with disdain for the Imperium, eitherway he's not the sillyboy you know and love anymore.

Falls to knees and sobs.....

Wait... I'm a mutant too?..... I thought only the guys outside were changed.... Nachos?

@Nikev

So you're not a cute talking dog

*world shatters into pieces*

Yep, a nice little mutant. One with tentacles for tentacle stuff and... wow my mind just went places. No tentacles for you my friend, but you may have talons or extra limbs.

BIC:...

Rev'ex felt his form pulsate with never before experianced power,the world around him shifting...changeing as he was fused with the powers of the Herald ...

Such sensations...such delights..Rev'ex had never known...his eyes blazing with purple lightning...he raised his head to the sky....as if seeing it for the first time..

" For the Glory and Pleasures of Slaanesh.." he whispered " I shall create a symphony the likes of which have never been heard..."

"Damnation! What is this!" Nikev shouted as he hacked into a once ally.

"Infernal Daemon!" he shouted as he put a round through a charging Daemon's chest.

"This fight is lost!" He screamed into his mic, "Retreat! RETREAT!"

Mounting Manodire Nikev began riding around, doing his best to protect the retreating Nucian's. Being saved a few times himself by those very same.



OOC: So uh..........damn.

BIC:...

Rev'ex glared over the edge of the Tower,his newly granted gifts allowing him to easily spot the cursed Imperial who'd mocked him and killed his trusted B'Kar earlier...

There...amongst the swirl of combat...bellowing for the followers of the Corpse God to retreat was the hated foe..

Rev'ex marked the man in his mind as an evil hiss escaped his lips..." Soon dog...soon you shall pay for your insults...pay with your flesh...your blood....your very soul".

Waits for ghosty and jp.........

(ic) Ludias watches the new herald with his warpsight, and then sinks to one armoured knee, "My lord, what is your command?"

"Fall Back!" Nikev shouted once more, dashing through the lines, slashing and firing from a las pistol he snatched from the ground. The retreat was hell, men were being stabbed as they tried to disengage and run, those that would stay and cover their friends were being overwhelemed by the number of foes that was at hand. Nikev tried his mic to call in support from the base but no response was ever given.

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Standing in the trench that had been built and fought over for months, Keth Nadin had just finished checking his las-gun again and finished the second prayer when someone screamed about a attack. Slaming against the trench wall and preparing to fire over the top, he was met with the sight of Nucian's, Racing against Chaos daemons and soldiers trying to kill them. Over his mic came the voice of his commander, "All units open fire! Do your best not to hit our boys but damnit fire!", a few moments after. The lines began to flash.

Rev'ex turned to Ludias.." My command?.." he hissed.." My command is that not a single of those dogs down there.." he gestured to the fleeing Imperials.." Be allowed to escape.. a detachment of transports is to cut off their retreat...and..and I nave an other plan as well." Rev'ex smiled...his fanged teeth gleeming.

Focusing his newly aquired gifts to the rear of the retreating Imperials...Rev'ex began a hyme of summoning.

(good man)

(ic) Ludias nods and swiftly scales the walls sending telepathic messages to his possessed brethren, all to war.

He climbs into the noise halls and quickly takes the commander aside and tells him of the heralds wishes, a roar of approval reaches out to all corners of the hall as warriors steam towards the docking bays.

The hymn growms in volume, rattling the windows in the keep.

OOC:

so uh.....I'm not really sure what should be done now?
I'm trying to retreat and Fitzz wants to stop us and Tyrannic is obeying his command....so are these transports gonna cut my men off? They may be in the firing sight of the imperial line if they drive in front of the Nucians...unless you were going with the Nucian's not fully retreating yet.

(names ludias and yeah, the transports are intercepting you before you can retreat to far, youll be pinned)

Commissar NIkev wrote:OOC:

so uh.....I'm not really sure what should be done now?
I'm trying to retreat and Fitzz wants to stop us and Tyrannic is obeying his command....so are these transports gonna cut my men off? They may be in the firing sight of the imperial line if they drive in front of the Nucians...unless you were going with the Nucian's not fully retreating yet.

OOC:...

The basic idea is that Ludias has passed on Rev'ex commands ,both to the possessed marines and the Noise marines to cut off the Nucian retreat,at the same time Rev'ex has unleashed a summoning spell in attempts to summon Daemonnetes to hold the Nucians up long enough to be intercepted by the advanceing Chaos transports.

Just before the Nucian's could make it in the safety of the safe firing of their lines, a great roaring of machines of death and destruction burst into existence and began to cut off the Nucian's further retreat from the safety of their lines. Stopping dead in their tracks, The Nucians only numbered in the hundreds now. "By the Emperor." Muttered a few as chaos fiends and heretics with a mix of marines stepped forth from the machines to stand in a line, awaiting the Nucian's. Nikev turned to look at the heretics behind them to see that they also stopped, awaiting the coming charge to get the Nucian's while their backs were turned. Dismounting Manodire, Nikev looked around at the men who stood before him. "Well boys," He spoke into his mic to make sure everyone heard him,"Looks about time that the Emperor become so proud of us that he wants to meet us in person, so he's called our end. Lets us Disappoint him ey!" Nikev raised his sword to the sky and was replied with the roars and bellows of Nucia. "Charge!" Nikev screamed at the top of his lungs, eager for the first time in his life to disappoint the emperor.

Ludias followed on the undercarrage of one of the tanks, and upon getting to the battle line he drops his glamour, and all the guardsmen who see him shrink back in fear, Ludias's tentacles lash out and all they hit appear to be drained of life and after a second or two the cuts caused by the tentacles seem to turn black and spread over the entire body of the victim, seconds later there is only a skeleton inside his clothes. The Marines charge on all sides as more possed appear as if from nowhere in the ranks of guardswmen, having glamoured themselfs as the guardsmen, now they reveal themselfs to be the possesed that they are and begin to butcher the guardsmen.

Rev'ex roared in ecstacy as he saw his forces cut off the retreating Imperials...
He felt his body pulse with barely contained power and...with but a thought ...found himself standing amongst his warriors on the battle field...facing the hated followers of the Corpse God...

Rev'ex felt his taloned guantlet fuse with his flesh...becoming part of him,his whips writhed and crackled with life and power of their own as he uncoiled them from his belt...

The very air around him filled with swirling multicolored lightning as his eye burned with pink fire...

" Now!!.." Rev'ex bellowed at his assembled troops...his whips cracking the air around him " Fill the sky with their Screams!!..Flood the earth with their Blood!!..For the Glory of Slaanesh..Bestow your Dark Pleasures upon them all!!"...

The forces of Chaos surged forth...

Okay, thanks to Fitzz PMing me I know that you guys have some combat in mind. It will be a threeway battle and I have decided that it will act out like a turn based game like Final Fantasy.

As a teaser, I'll roll to see who goes first.

1-2=Fitzz
3-4=Marta
5-6=Nikev

I, the holy GM, roll a 2

1-3=Marta
4-6=Nikev

I, the holy GM, roll a 3

So the combat goes- Fitzz, Marta, and then Nikev.

Will the dice gods turn their favor against Marta and Fitzz in a curve ball out of left field? Was this the plan of the dice gods all along, to tease the two chaos players with glory?

Also I need Nikev to send me a PM with his target priority.

Ludias drains the life of all in his path, the nucian commander sees Ludias and desperatley fires shots at him, a couple of ludias's tentacles are damages but begin to heal over. A hilghly sibilant voice slithers across the distance towards Nikev, "For the Heralds of Slaanesh!!!!"

(this is just rp'ing dont let it affect your rolls, it can be after Re'vex has swung, im just posting now so i dont forget later

Nope sorry Marta, I am going to hereby remove one wound from your character!

Just joking, you guys can RP taunts, etc until I do the actual combat.

Nikev said that his character isn't concerned with combat at the moment, but wants to get the hell out of dodge right away. To do this I will be rolling for initiative, Marta and Fitzz have the same roll because they are both with each other and assumed to be moving at the same pace.

I rolled three dice for the two groups, I did this because everyone has the same initiative and it would come down to a simple 'who had the higher number'. One dice in that wouldn't ensure the best outcome while three allowed better results.

Nikev: 4+1+6
Bad Guys: 2+3+2

Nikev pulls a roadrunner and gets the hell out of there.

I will try to rationalize this for you guys in a story. Good news is nobody loses a wound.

cool thanks, although im beginning to believe that the dice are biased against chaos, srsly

The dice gods are apparantly ticked at Tzeench, Nurgle, Slaanesh, and Khorne. Probably has something to do with the Big Four trashing the dice gods' house during that crazy drunken scrabble game...

Plus the fact that I add a -6 modifier to each chaos role because I don't like them, its not as much as the +10 modifier I give to the loyalist RPers so you chaos guys are lucky.

haha im not going to take that at face value like i should,
*twiddles thumbs* an end to the combat would be great

Ellanor raised the hood on her camo cloak, and melted into the wall, the squad moved into an alcove beside a statue as she crouched infront of it, she drew her knife under the cloak. they could hear the voices now, and footfalls, they were running down the corridor, probably towards the vehicles. she could see them now, three men, all mutated.

it was perfect, they were going to run right over her. one did, as they wern't paying attention to the surroundings. he went skidding along the floor and the others stopped, looking around to see who was there. Just as he turned his back Ellanor jumped up from the floor, plunging her knife into the heritics back again and again. Javier jumped out from beside the statue too takling the prophet and punching him in the face.

"lets get this thing out of here, we can interrogate in on the move, back to the transport bay" Ellanor shouted

Alright, now that we have an interaction with the prophet I get to take over, thank you Ninja.


Leper Messiah.....

The Prophet looked over the men who had captured him, a task force of some kind. Not from Netat, nor from the Fluvians who had been defending the city for some time. He smiled as he looked at the one who had punched him in the face. They stood in a circle around him, some pointed their weapons at him while the others provided cover for them, a single member of the force parted the circle and approached him. His hands were tightly tied together, his circulation had been cut off by the binds.

"We want answers and we want them now." the figure said, her voice surprised the Prophet.

"My dear," the Prophet said sweetly, "the Lord of Excess is the answer to all of life's qestions."

The swift kick from Ellanor knocked the wind from him and he began to wheeze, trying to regain his breath.

"What's going on with the people around here you piece of gak?" Ellanor grabbed the Prophet by his collar, she could smell his horrid breath.

"All sorts of wonderful gifts from the Lord himself." the Prophet preached, "he is rewarding us for following his whims. We live in joyful abundance and he changes us so that we may enjoy more and more."

Ellanor looked at the Prophet before slamming his head against the ground, "Give me some real answers, why is this planet so important to them?"

"This planet is a gift," the Prophet remained on the floor and looked at the woman with one eye, "a gift to the Lord. I am here merely as a vassel of the Lord of Excess, to shape the people of this world to better suit his needs. For we are all servants of Slaanesh, even you."

Ellanor kicked the old man in the face causing several teeth to fall out of hid diseased gums. The old man began to laugh.

"What's so funny scum?" Ellanor shouted at the Prophet.

"You don't know what the Lord has in store for you Ellanor Fett." the Prophet continued to chuckle as spittle dripped from his crusted lips.

"How do you know my name!" Ellanor lifted the old man and began to question him with renewed vigor, "Who the hell are you!"

"I am Ezrael Gounter, Prophet of the Lord of Excess, Collector of Souls, Redeemer of the Followers of the Corpse-Emperor, and as a reward for my work your future husband." the Prophet continued to laugh as the words from his mouth washed over Ellanor.

With a look of disgust hidden behind her helmet she threw the old man to the ground, "In your dreams you sick feth." she spat while firing rapidly into the Prophet's form. Black smoke filtered from the figure lying on the ground.

"The Emperor's will has been done." Ellanor muttered as she turned her back from the Prophet's corpse.

The old man's robes began to quiver and lift as black ooze spread from underneath. The ooze began to turn into cylindrical shapes and slithered towards the stormtroopers.

"Ma'am, something's awry." Javier said as he backed away with his weapon drawn.

Ellanor turned to see the black worms grow mouths filled with pearlescent fangs. The smell of ammonia filled the air as the creatures emitted a light hissing. As they advanced on the stormtroopers, a grease-like trail followed them. The stormtroopers opened fire upon the worms to no effect, everytime they were hit the worms would simply reform and continue their advance. Their speed increased as their footing in the material world continued to grow.

"Let's get the hell out of here." Ellanor ordered her men. They began to turn and run towards the nearest exit, Ellanor leading the way. One of the worms shot towards Javier and stuck to his chest plate and began to gnaw at the armor. Javier tried to brush the thing off, only to have it stick to the worm.

"I...I can't get it off!" Javier yelled as another worm leapt up and landed upon his mask. The creature lunged at the facemask and cracked it. "It's eating into my armor!"

His scream grew higher in pitch as the worm reached his face and bit the flesh under his right eye. The worms continued to advance upon the stormtroopers while the duo already on Javier continued their work. The worm on his chest burrowed through the now cracked armor and began to chew at the flesh and sinew surrounding the sternum. The beating of his heart drew the black worm closer and closer while the worm in Javier's mask bit its way into the man's eye socket and broke through the bone behind the eye to enter the brain cavity.

Javier fell backwards in spasms as the worms continued to crawl around inside of the man. The sight validated Ellanor's concern as the rest of the squad continued to run through the halls. Their footsteps echoed through the gilded halls as they made their escape.

Unknown to them, Javier began to rise and casually wiped himself off. The wound in his chest sealed by the black filth of the worm, his eye socket filled with a single black orb.

"You shouldn't of punched me friend." the Prophet's voice left Javier's mouth as he cracked his jaw and neck. "Now to seek my reward."



There you go. I know this RP has been going on and off lately, but I am going to be sending a pm to the others to try and get them back on board. Let's go for 25 and I'll be happy people.

Still with you Nachos...though I am waiting on some sort of write up detailing the combat that took place between the Chaos forces and Nikev...


I've got some ideas...some wonderfuly evil ideas....and want to launch them soon.

just had to check their to make sure that he wasn't a spec weapons guy

interesting though, I'm going to have to make a cool escape since I didn't get a cool enterance to the planet

FM Ninja 048 wrote:just had to check their to make sure that he wasn't a spec weapons guy

interesting though, I'm going to have to make a cool escape since I didn't get a cool enterance to the planet

Don't you hate losing a guy in your stormtrooper squad and having to look to see that you can remove someone without a special weapon? Oh my stormtroopers lost two, that'll be two basic guys then. Melta and flamer are good to go.

Will have an event for Nikev's escape sometime this night along with some other goodies. Maybe another 'Evade the Commissar'.

...Been a long time since we had an episode of Evade the Commisar...I'm looking forward to it...

halonachos wrote:

FM Ninja 048 wrote:just had to check their to make sure that he wasn't a spec weapons guy

interesting though, I'm going to have to make a cool escape since I didn't get a cool enterance to the planet

Don't you hate losing a guy in your stormtrooper squad and having to look to see that you can remove someone without a special weapon? Oh my stormtroopers lost two, that'll be two basic guys then. Melta and flamer are good to go.

well it's more due to that I just glanced at my name list on page one to see who jumped him

and on the tabletop all my stormtroopers use HSLG so it's ok