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Tyranic Marta wrote:I cant help it you know, Marius just keeps getting owned by reapers daemons

WARORK93 wrote:

Tyranic Marta wrote:I cant help it you know, Marius just keeps owning reapers daemons

Fixed it for you

Let's stop before the topic gets locked But still I can't wait for what happens next.

niether

Yes, now let's see what happens next.

Yes...lets...give me a few moments to write something up...

It seems the entirety of this RP now rests on what I decide to do next...gives me a tingly feeling inside...

IC: Beltayn held his hand over the panel, he had no clue what would happen if he did that but part of him wanted to know, part of him wanted to know what he was destined for. As he sat there for a few moments, trying to make the decision, suddenly he heard a voice from behind him. He looked to see Ludias standing on a balcony with Hunter at his side, he shouted for Beltayn to not touch the panel.

All of the terminators pointed their weapons up at Ludias and the Employer just laughed.

"You cannot stop us now, sniper, the prize will be ours!" It said, it turned back to Bel and scowled at him. "Do it! Do you want your friend to die?"

Beltayn glared at the Employer and then turned to Ludias, he stepped forwards a bit.

"Ludias! Do you trust me?" He asked aloud.

"You know I do, Bel." Ludias called back.

"Then trust me now." He replied and then turned back to the panel. His mind raced, what would this panel unleash? He did not know but he knew one thing, if he was indeed destined to activate it...would he be the one to control it? If Beltayn was right, this thing was made by Eldar hands, therefore only Eldar hands could control it...and that gave him an idea. Besides, what if he refused what would that accomplish, they would just ill Ludias and then himself, and they would get what they wanted anyway...no, there was only one path for him to go down...

Taking a deep breath and saying a prayer to Khaine and all the other gods he could think of, Beltayn looked at his hand and clenched it into a fist before flattening it out and placing it on the panel.

Gawd do I know that feeling XD

"YES!"

The the podium which Bel'tyan and the Employer stand atop rises and begins to split, the triangular shapes begin to rise as well and the ground splits allowing the rest of the ships to emerge. Massive cruisers emerge and begin to light up with power as they rise into the air while smaller craft also emerge, hundreds of ships soon float over the the fortress casting a dark shadow over it;


"You have given us the power to doom billions! Let the crusade of utter terror commence!"


The Employer rises and begins to raise even more craft with it's teleknesis and activates several door ways from which Tech-Priests spill from;


"Create us more craft of greatness my servants! Forge us new weapons from our gifts, thank you Eldar for our new gifts. We will spare you for now."  

Ludias sinks to his knees looking up at the cruisers. There were so many. Drawing his sword he looked down at the terminators and thought for a second. Then jumped of the walkway. 25 metres strait down. And landed on his feet in a slight crouch, his head bowed down one hand holding a pistol. The other his handmade blade
"Bring it"

OOC: Let the fun begin...

IC: Beltayn watches as the ships come up out of their hangars, huge and lithe cruisers with silver skin and gentle curves like that of his people, though these were different, more strange looking creations. Their metal sides glimmered with a shade similar to his own hair and Beltayn could not help but feel that these ships were very old, and very powerful. He smiled.

"Hmph...I don't think so." He said to himself. While the Employer was busy rallying the dark tech priests, Beltayn began to run towards the ships, picking out the largest one that seemed to be the flagship by its high bridge and long fins. He whispered into his vox to Ludias.

"Think you can hold them off for a bit? I've got an idea but I'll need some time, don't let them get near the ships."

He is soon directly under the ship he finds and uses an access panel outside of it that opens a hatch on the underside once he activates it. Once he does this, he looks around him, not knowing if this will work but willing to try it anyway.

"Farseer! If you can hear me, I need your help!"

Ludias grins into his visor, he diddnt even have to answer, of course he could hold them off...

Ludias watches as the Terminators come forwards, daemonically possessed weapons and storm shields crackling with eldritch energy clutched in their powerful hands. He let them get closer than they thought he would but to no avail for them. Ludias fell into a roll backwards landing on his feet and springing bacwards firing two shots in quick succession. One slamming onto the front of a storm shield the other flicking through to knock of a horn from a helmeted head. Ludias grinned. The terminator who had caught the shot on his hsield was screaming in agony as the energy from his storm shield was channeled into his body. The shot had pierced the shield and had connected the Terminators arm with the eldritch force field.

The remaining terminators scream in rage and charge as one, one of them bodily lifting Ludias by the throat only to loose his hand and then head from two swift strikes of the sniper's sword. Anouther tries to smash his shield into Storm but the lithe combatant meerly hooked his sword around the device and sliced the Terminators arm off at the elbow. Ludias dodges the falling plate of crackling plasteel with a backwards flip. In midair he looses two more shots that pin the terminators eyes and he falls with a heavy thud. The other Terminators back off from the fighter thier fighting aggression broken by the tiny warrior.
"Wrong move boys"
Ludias throws a small metal shere at one of the terminators who easily catches it on his shield only to be slammed to the ground as the balls magnetic field activates sticking the shield to the ground and wrenching its owner down with it. Ludias makes a swift jump spearing his sword through the terminators head as he does so.

The rest of the terminators retreat warily but Ludias doesnt give them that opportunity bringing his rifle to bear and firing well aimed shots past the Terminators guards into unprotected points. The terminators promptly sieze up as the shots immobilise thier armour. Ludias makes short work of them with his sword and looks askance at the Employer.
"Your elite troops needed more training"

"I do not require them to kill you anymore Sniper, I can do it myself!"

The Employer begins to fire bolts of warp energy at the sniper and breaks part of the wall Luidias is standing on in order to gain more projectiles and begins to spin the rubble and throw it at Luidias.


The Farseer and Syrath tumble into reality and crash into the raised platform with Bel'tyan, Syrath shakes his head and smiles as he sees the Employer before spreading his wings and charging towards it, The Farseer turns towards Bel and looks at the ships as well;

"You had to do that didn't you? Well any way what is it that you need?"

Ludias scoffs at the employers attempt, to showy and far too inefficient. Ludias simply jumps towards the piece of rubble and runs across its sheer surface as it passes beneath him. The acrobatics a rather simple thing for a Vindicare to do, let alone Ludias who has undergone weight lessening surgury at the hands of several races....

He knows he is unlikely to kill the employer with what he has, however the void grenade in his rifles lever action is his best bet. the Daemon doesnt know about it and it will activate when he touches the rifle, so Ludias does the unthinkable. He runs along the wall and leaps onto The daemon and as the thing roars in triumph at its prey so close he jams his rifle down its throat and fully aware of the consequenses.


Holds it there

The grenade explodes within the Employer, blue, purple and red flames replace it's helm and propel Luidais who is already injured at high speeds into a wall. The Employer begins to tear itself apart and rises further and further until it fully imploded into ash but Luidias is left mangled and injured, his helm broken and his armour shattered and cracked and his legs angled and twisted impossibly, His vision fades but something appears, an angel of golden light points it's hand towards him and props him up before carrying him towards Bel'tyan and the Farseer.

"I can save you boy, I don't know why but I'm doing it."

Syrath replaces the angel and places Ludias on the ground.

"Hey... employer fella.. guess what? Boom!! Vortex grenade in your mouth... suck it"
Ludias blacks out

Luidias is thrown into a world of darkness and pain, Syrath stands over him confused and worried and prods him with his claws before pushing the Farseer towards him;

"Do what you can to help him because I'm sure quite allot of Chaos marines are on their way here right now."

The Farseer places her hand on the Snipers head awakening him and leasing the pain(

"We must go now, they are coming."

Ludias curses violently for a few seconds as he realises where his rifle went and stands wincing at the pain in his heda, Lthough his enhanced bodily functions are repairing him swiftly it does nothing to repair his cracked mask. He sighs, it was going to need some fixing. He draws his sword and a pistol and regardless of the fact that he has battered armour a shattered body and a cracked mask he still looks like he could take on a greentide and be laughing the whole time.

Tyranic Marta wrote:Gah, I could have changed the tide here and you fools go on without me.
(Before the employer gets back to his ship)
Ludias and Hunter get into Endgame and exit the hangar swiftly catching up with the employers, Ludias drops behind the one carrying WARORK and Hunter unleasehes a full 5 second blast of the Lascannon Repeaters

And thats exactly what happened to me now...

... whats happened?

I killed anouther employer, but I had to sacrifice my rifle to do it... TBH it kinda went as well as one could hope given the circumstances, oh and my deathstrike missles killed one of them in space as well. Not sure if the three I have killed are gonna stay dead but god dammnit ive killed THREE of them

oh and the ships turned up

For now but they are coming back once they have gained enough power.

The door ways open allowing Chaos marines to spill out and begin to attack, Bolter fire is narowly dodged by the defenders who fire back at the marines killing several.

/This is Atlas, hold your ground and a Raiders on the way/

{Good to hear a familiar voice amounsgst the chaos radio chatter, were waiting on you atlas, look for the red smoke.}

Ludias flicks a small canister to the side which puts out a pright plume of red smoke, alerting people to thier prescence maybe but Ludias wasnt going to hang around waiting for a raider that would leave his ship behind.
"Bel' I'll see you back on the ship, I'm going to take Endgame up"

Ludias sprints tot he wall and vaults over, landing on a marines shoulders, grinning like a loon he steps from shoulder to shoulder across the mob and before any of them can fire back hes back at the landing pad, he gets into his seat and shuts the visor, not wasting anytime he flicks on full burn and quickly escapes the range of the AA guns. Then begins the lonely journey back to the ship. As it turns out Ludias would arrive at the same time as Hunter and Bel'...

A faimiler sound is heard, a black scretch of foul Daemonic words and Khornate tributes heralds Coraks arrival. The Daemon prince slams into a spire and points towards Luidias as a Employer emerges from the shadows;

"He is the one my lord, he was able to defeat three of the Others master. He is clearly a danger and should be dealt with correctly"

The Employer turns and nods to Coraks who leaps into the air and drops down towards Luidias, the Employer turns and leaves before contacting a group of awaiting Gun-ships and Drop-ships.

"Kill him now."

Can I join. Possibly as an Employer, Coraks, Arrius or even Syrath the Immortal.

Syrath but remember he's not a saint yet , you could play as the Lead Employer or Arrius if you wish but remember when your playing as Syrath here are the main facts;

He's cocky

He's arrogant

He's annoying

And he's funney

(OOC: Pffft...feth thunderbolts...I got this thing! )

Beltayn ran into the flagship through the hatch he had opened...he ran through the ship, getting to the bridge as fast as he could, coming to a halt at the control throne, he looked about at the construction of the ship. Somehow it all felt strangely familiar to him, probably because they were ships made by his people and he was used to seeing such craft but also because for some reason he felt like he had either been here before or was supposed to be here now.

"Farseer! Answer me!" He called into the nothingness of the bridge. The farseer appeared in front of him in a puff of essence. "Do you regret your decisions? Do you seek redemption from your fall?" Beltayn asked truthfully, he got no answer but the Farseer just looked at him and almost imperceptibly nodded.

"Then help me fix this." He said. He sat on the command throne and activated the controls. "The Employers want a ship so I'll give them one! You must help control this thing, if I'm right then I'm the only one who can do it..."

He begins scanning the control devices as the farseer uses her powers to control everything else. "Power up shields, weapons, and engines, activate manuals...okay, by Khaine this thing is old!"

The flagship begins to lift off and turn towards the fortress, its nose hovering over the area and casting a shadow over the Chaos forces as they shoot fruitlessly at the ship's shields. Beltayn sees all this through the control throne and locks on to as many targets as he can mark. He clutches his soulstone necklace as he activates the ship's weapons.

"In the name of Eldar, be purged!" He shouts as he fires the weapons.

oooohhhhhhh crap

Ludias soon finds himself jinking and rolling amidst heavy quad fire, but the dropships are slow and the gunships targetting systems cant keep up with Ludias's elite piloting. He switches controls of the fore and aft mounted quads to his consol and slowly begins thinning the ranks of ships ahead of him and behind him. But a loud mettalic screech wakes him up to the prescence of that infernal Daemon prince. Ludias takes control of the Lascannon repeaters but continues to jink and roll, making it impossible for the daemon prince to get to him without making himself vulnerable to the fire of his own ships.

The deul continues, Ludias seeing the futile efforts of the chaos ships a boon to keeping the daemon away form him until he has enough clear space infront of him to do a Jump. Finally he sees his opening after ripping to shreds anouther Dropship from behind he brings up the jump drive and activates it only to hear a grinding sound and then a loud thum as something heavy crunches in the aft of the ship, Ludias groans internally, they had sabotaged his ship to get him up here in it. And they needed to leave other systems functional so that he wouldnt suspect anything until it was to late.

A fierce glint springs to Ludias's eyes as he pulls Endgame in a tight loop and up behind a quad of the gunships. Wasting no time he lets rip with his own quads splashing all four of his targets. He flicks the control stick to the right throwing the ship into a barrel roll and pulls sharply upwards corkscrewing the fighter around a line of quad that a dropship is firing his way. When his autosights lock on he he briefly squeezes the trigger on his control stick shredding the cockpit of the drops ship and then pulling back slightly on the stick bringing the line of fire along the dropships hull and to an engine. This split second manouvre throws the dropship into a spin that catches anouther craft taking them both to the ground in a fireball.

Ludias sees the Daemon in his rearview monitor and grins, locking on he blasts the foolish daemon prince with the rear mounted quads.

We are the kings of arial combat. HELL YEAH

I shall play as Arrius for the time being...

Character sheet

Apperance:


Name: Arrius the Great

Age: 10000+

Wargear:
-Vengeance of Tzeentch: A colossal Daemon Weapon wielded by Arrius. It is a tremendous blade, capable of cutting through all kinds of armour.
-Talisman of Syrath: A gift from his Daemonic ally, it provides Arrius with a heightened defence against all kinds of attacks.

Race: Daemon Prince (formerly Adeptus Astartes)

Powers and Abilities:
-Doombolt
-Bolt of Tzeentch
-Breath of Chaos
-Gift of Chaos
-Daemonic Flight
-Daemonic Senses

Servants:
-Syrath's Warriors; Ninth War Legion.
-Pet Warp Spawn

Background: See Here

mildly *cough* overpowered *cough*