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The Lone Marine

Gregersen — GMT

Deployed against a Tyrinad Invasion the Space Wolves chapter sends a task force of Adeptus Astartes to deal with the Xeno filth, this force is supported with Imperial Guard detachments, their
now in root to Syruna a factory hive world devoted to the Glories Emperors armies. They will engage the enemy aand destroy them. On this detachment, a grizzeled marine sergeabt leads a sguad, they call him the lone wolf, his true name is Gregersen. Gregersen was born on the world Fenris, he was found worthy of the honor of the gene seed by proving himself in combat. He serves the Wolf lord and the Emperor with his every breath. Sitting there quietly medditating for this coming slaughter, for that is what it will be, he smiles and patienly waits to taste the Xeno blood. The parrasites will have wished they tagarted a different sector when his brothers and im were done with them. the alarms rang, time for combat he whispers to the spirit wolf he carries with him, hefting his gargantuan bulk and armour, picks up his sacred thunder hammer and storm shield, and leads his men to the drop ship...

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Commissar NIkev — GMT

"HUSTLE UP! GRAB YOUR GEAR GUARDSMEN! ITS TIME TO DROP!" Nikev Roared as the first of the alarms went off.

Troops began to run and hustle to their designated Valkyries to be dropped off into the zone. Nikev checked every man on his ship before finally strapping himself into his designated seat.
As the Valkayrie dropped from the ship Nikev yelled into his mic "STANDARD FORMATION WHEN WE HIT THE GROUND! REMEMBER MEN! THE EMPEROR PROTECTS!"

"THE EMPEROR PROTECTS!" The men roared trying to be heard over the loud whine of the Valkyries engines.

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Gregersen — GMT

Gregersen strapping into the Valkyree recalls the debreiffing of Syruna. The Brother Captain gave clear deatails there mission was too liberate local defense forces and then head for the capital. the terrain is treacherous sprawling forest are broken with spiring mountains, these make it so the cities can only be reached throgh valley roads or by air. These tight roads woul be wigh imposible to use because the tyrinnid forces would be flooding through the narrow straights to target the cities and villages. Gregersen knew though that these would have to be used there wasnt enough air support to transport the forces they liberate and take back to the capital aka the "Fortress" Syry, with its high walls and trnches dug around it. this was the plan to wait until reinforcement, gather the forces and wait. Gregersen bellowed to his brothers"TODAY WE FIGHT, TODAY THESE UNWORTHY TYRINNID SCUM WILL FEEL THE BITE OF OUR BLADES, TODAY WE DIE , TODAY WE SHOW WHY THE WOLVES OF FENRIS ARE TO BE FEARED." gregersen contacted the Commisar of the Imperial guard some man named Nikev. Hmm. Gregersen said to himself reading Nikevs file, a worthy man, maybe he and his forces will prove themselves worthy of fighting beside the wolves maybe... Gregersen picks up the vox, Commisar nikev, this is Seargent Gregersen of the Wolves, fight well Commisar, we will meet at pre-given coordinates at 10-230 west of Syry. Not waiting for a response he orders his combind marine/guard force to rain down on the nitemare world Syruna.

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Commissar NIkev — GMT

"Sir, we are approximately 5 minutes from target drop zone." said the pilot from the cockpit.

"Good" replied Nikev " and may the machine spirit allow us safe passage the whole way."

"Sir, you spoke to soon!" The Pilot shouted in alarm. "Gargoyles incoming fast to the rear."

"Damn, alright, Open the rear hatch!" Nikev began to unbuckle his harness. "Narko! Stanrow!" With me at the rear hatch! We have some company to dispatch!"

As the trio approached the opening door, they latched their straps into the nooks on the floor and ceiling as to not be ripped out by the whipping wind. Nucians nearest the door unbuckled one of their harnesses to allow themselves to aim with their weapons. The Nucians closest to the cockpit prayed to the Emperor the Gargoyles didn't get through. For if they did, they would all be slaughtered.

"Enemy Sighted!" Narko roared over the winds and whine of the engine to Nikev. Narko had taken up a prone position so he could see the enemy before the doors fully opened and allow him a better sight with his long-las.

Stanrow had taken a kneeling position holding his bolter on its harness. He had many straps leading from him to the floor and ceiling so he would not be thrown around by his mighty weapon.

Nikev took a menacingly challenging stance standing side ways towards the enemy with his bolt pistol drawn.

"Fire at Will!" Nikev roared and Narko immediately took a gaunt down with ease. The Valkyries rear guns opened up as well although Nikev could already tell they would have a hard time holding back this hoard with the weapons at hand. Stanrow's bolter could be heard chattering as it launched death that the swarm that was approaching.

"You may wanna call back-up!" Nikev shouted into his micro-bead to the pilot.

"Roger that back-up is en-route." the pilot replied. "Hold the back just a little longer."

Blasting with his bolt pistol at the gaunts who were closing more and more distance on them snorted " Just a little longer and we'll be going down on a crash course to this planets surface.

"Sir!" Narko Shouted.

"I know, I know!" Nikev replied in response to the gaunts who were just about to board the back of the Valkyrie.

Nikev drew his chainsword after quickly unbuckling his harnesses. "Keep her steady damnit! I'm unbuckled and you don't want to know what'll happen to you if I die cause you throw me out!" Nikev shouted to the pilot.

"Sir, your talking to the best damn pilot the navy has to offer here." the pilot replied to Nikev with a little annoyance in his voice, Obviously taking the insult seriously.

"HAAAAAAA!" Nikev shouted as he cut down the first gaunt to get to close.
A quite devious gaunt thought best to slip past Nikev as his fellow xenos brothers went the other way but he was quickly put down by Narkos rifle at a close range which blew it to mush.

As Nikev's Chainsword roared with the blood of the Xenos the pilots voice piped in over the micro-bead "Sir, we are entering friendly space. They are targeting the Xenos as we speak."

"Thank you pilot!" Nikev shouted as his chainsword ate through the flesh of another gaunt that tried to kill a Nucian who was harnessed to his seat.

All around the ship the holy fire of the emperor could be seen as the anti batteries of the fortified city opened upon the Xenos. The city was to be used as a outpost before they moved all the forces to the Fortress and evacuated.

Finally Nikev thought to himself finally being able to calm himself after the slaughter some quiet at last.

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Gregersen — GMT

Riding the blessed valkyrie to the surface Gregersen and his squad hear the mass intel readings transmitting from the crafts sensers gargoyles, hive ships , and every other of the damned Xeno scum were pushing a full assault on the defenses of the planet. This was what Gregersen was waiting for, smiling to himself, his brothers Cprl. Tetrun (scout), and Mesex(sniper) were all ready for this, The las t member of their swuad Vevru, was quitly recing the prayer of courage into his vox, Vevru was truly the most devout of the four Marines.

Well Tet. we get the action weve been waiting for.Said Mesex. I wonder why the tyrinnid scum chose this planet?

They dont choose a planet they devour it, replied Vevru.

Cut the chatter brothers repled Gregersen, grim as ever.

Pilot yells, lord landing eta 2 minutes.

Marines lets show these fething parasites how the wolves hunt and kill, said Gregersen over the engine as they hot droped, FOR THE WOLF LORD, FOR THE GLORY OF THE KILL, AND FOR THE EMPEROR, MOVE OUT!!!!

Then they descend into the slaghuter, and began there mission.

The Lone Marine

Gregersen — GMT

This is role play so if any imperial guard fans oraSpace wolf fans want to join, thats fine, this is my first forum rp so take it easy and enjoy

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Dialask — GMT

Meanwhile, orbiting gently in the shadow of Syruna, was a dark ship. From the ground it would just appear as a dark spot in the sky, if the toxic cloud-cover wasn't so heavy to obscure anything beyond the atmosphere. Closer to the ship, it would appear as if someone had slashed open the night sky, forming a festering wound. The ship was known as "The Tear of Magnus", and was a cruiser of the Thousand Sons. The crew consisted of souless Rubric Marines, doing their duties without emotion, and cultists foolishly hoping to earn the favor of Tzeenetch.

Within the screaming bowls of the ship, were Chaos Sorcerers. This dark coven was informally led by an ancient sorcerer known simply as Dialask the Corrupter, who also served as the captain of the ship. He had been a sorcerer even before the Heresy, and had worked with Magnus since the beginning. He earned his name from his reputation: He was an expert at corrupting communications, even bio-communications.

Dialask and his coven had corrupted signals between the tyranid to send them here, to Syruna. He knew the space wolves' company wouldn't survive an invasion of Tyranid easily. The sacrifice of all life on the massive hive-world, and the death of a task force of space wolves would surely bring him into favor, perhaps even gain him consideration as a Daemon Prince. Beneath his helmet, Dialask smiled an evil grin, the lone wolf was a great hero, but even he could not hope to stop an invasion of this magnitude by himself.

Re:The Lone Marine

Gregersen — GMT

Gregersen and his long fang squad deployed from the ship, tyranid warriors swarmed the drop zone gregersen charged the nearest with his hammer and crushed it in too the ground, then grabing another cracked it open and ripped its heart out, allowing his squad to secure the zone, the sergent cheked his vox unit and received the reports that had begun from his detachments were they had engaged the enemy, the commisars forces were enroute to assist a near by planetary defense forces base , that guard regiment would need support, but he was near enough offer support, but by the allfather he wished them luck this was there fight to fight until they arrived, may they win it. Gregersens squad had secured the zone and had set up a defensible location at a near by hill, gregersen wondered why would the Kraken fleet attack this far away from there normal sector. There was something amiss, but first thing was first he and hiis fangs, would hunt the nearby brood lord of the tyrnnid forces that were attacking the base, and so he had his mission set up afterward he would continue with main mission of rounding up the surviving forces, by the allfather if there any of the forces left

The Lone Marine

Commissar NIkev — GMT

Gregersen......your speaking jibba jabba........so.......can you type better? Cause most of the stuff you type is incoherent and repetitive. Plus your misspellings are REALLY hard to read.....I found it very hard to understand what your saying.
So in light of that....there is no Tyranofax near me....It is near you!

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Little lord Fauntleroy — GMT

The smile fell from Dialask's face as a thought crossed his mind. Motioning for his second in command to briefly take charge, he called two rubric guards to his side, turned, and exited the bridge of the ship. The trip took a little over five minutes as the sorceror descended into the bowels of the cruiser. Eventually, he reached a pair of towering obsidan doors, the mark of Tzeentch blazoned onto them. The room was deathly silent-only the sound of the Sorcerors breaths penertrated the gloom, and they were few and far between.
Finally, Dialask raised his hand and, speaking the nine secret words of Tzeentch whilst reaching out with psychic energy, opened the door with a small hand gesture. The large chamber inside was pitch black-but Dialask knew what lay within.
"Why do you disturb my slumber?" came an grating voice, heavy with the weight of eons. Dialask was unperturbed. "I only wish to inform you we near the planets surface, old freind. We will be touching down shortly." Silence, before the voice spoke again.
"Good. Soon vengance will be ours. Awaken me when we arrive." Dialask nodded smiling again. "As you wish, honoured sorceror."

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Commissar NIkev — GMT

"Where is your commander?" Nikev shouted in the face of the first unfamiliar soldier he saw.

"In the command bunker over there sir!" The guardsmen reported pointing to a command dugout that was hastily made.

"Thank you son. Carry on your duties and the Emperor Protects!" Nikev said as he led his Nucians to the dugout.
"The Emperor Protects!" The Guardsmen replied making the aquila before returning to his duties.

Entering the dugout Nikev saw a man at a table in the center of the room hunched over papers and maps laid out. The man looked to be on the wrong side of 60 but was well built for a man of his age. He carried at his side a powersword which had kinks and nicks in it which suggested it was older than the man himself.

"Commissar Nikev Sism with the Nucian Narons reporting for duty sir!" Nikev announce approaching the man with a firm salute followed by the sign of the Aquila.

"O great Emperor!" The man exclaimed seeing Nikev. " The Emperor truly has answered our prayers for further assistance. Quick there is no time to explain. We need you at the south gate asap!"

"Yes Sir!" Nikev exclaimed as he moved out of the dugout.

"TO THE SOUTH GATE NUCIANS!" Nikev shouted as he and the man moved to the south gate. They were merely halfway there and they could already heard that the fighting was as intense as ever.

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Gregersen — GMT

Standing on the ridge, Gregersen surveyed the scene in the valley ahead, lasfire was erupting from the valley there he saw the smoking remains of a valkyrie, and from where the las fire erupted stood the ruin of walled city. The toughest fighting appeared to be coming from the south gate he knew they would need help.

Tetru take Mes and help the defenders at the south gate, me and Vev will procede with a flanking manevere and seek out the broodlord that control this part of the swarm. Whispered Gregersen into his Vox unit.

Tetru to Gregersen, ay ser will help these bloody defenders, but will tear our way through the xeno scum while were at it.

Gregersen smiled and roared like a Thunder wolf at the enemy and devoured the first of many with his thunder hammer and storm shield.

Making their way through the swarm they dealt so many deaths Vev stopped counting at 75. Gregersen was having trouble with a paticular carnivex that would not die.

Trading blows with beast he jumped into the air landed to avoid a mighty swing from xeno and landed on the gak faced xenos head and drove his hammer down upon the beasts head crushing the things skull into oblivion, then rolling up went to tackle the next wave of Tyrannid scum.

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Gregersen — GMT

Gregersen and Vev could not push through the masses and from what his communications said, Tet and Mes were being pushed back up the hill and they were in serous trouble, rooaring through the mases gregersen decided this was enough he and his men had to pull back, Tes, Mess, Vev pull back up the ridge we will need covering fire from youre cannons, we will not retreat though, we have to get into the city, we will discuss on the ridge in our dugouts.

The Lone Marine

Commissar NIkev — GMT

[{OOC} Dude gregersen you DO realize that a tyrannofex is a fortress type Tyranid right? That means that a small space marine team could NOT even phase the bastard......you'd need tanks and whatnot. If you think I'm wrong with this info go here >>>>>>http://wh40k.lexicanum.com/wiki/Tyrannofex and then tell me otherwise cause I go from that site with Info.....that is why I didn't allow you to put a tyrannofex near me.

Re:The Lone Marine

Gregersen — GMT

Gregersen and his squad back on the ridge they had come from finished killing off the tyrinnids that had chased them up the valley wall.
Cannines gleaming in the light of cannon fire the squad was mad with the urge to kill. but as fangs they were beyond their urge to go berserk, that is what Blood Claws were for.

Gregersen pantting from exertion, put down the last genestealer, taking in a scent on the air read the tension in his squad, at ease wolves at ease, he said and instantly the tension ceased.

Ok, pulling the pack in a defensive circle we are back here my pack, indicating on the halo map, we cannot get into the city, because we are on the other side of the swarm, so we commence we hunt and kill tactics out here, the brood lords must be killed, glory is what we all seek, but it dosent help to save this planet, i am going to try to contact the commisar, and advise him of the situation.
Russ help them, may i get communcations through. Now commence with scouting operations wolves, sensing indescion from his men, Gregersen inserted his authority.

FOR THE WOLF LORD AND THE ALLFATHER, MOVE WOLVES MOVE!!! Roared Gregersem

The Lone Marine

Darkvoidof40k — GMT

His chainsword cleaved through another leaping Gaunt, and he cracked off two shots with his bolter. Turning, Arkus saw the reinforcements. "Commissar! It's been awhile, and here we are again, fighting Tyranids!"

OOC: xD

This should make things interesting.... hehehe...

The Lone Marine

Commissar NIkev — GMT

Darkvoidof40k wrote:His chainsword cleaved through another leaping Gaunt, and he cracked off two shots with his bolter. Turning, Arkus saw the reinforcements. "Commissar! It's been awhile, and here we are again, fighting Tyranids!"

OOC: xD

This should make things interesting.... hehehe...

^.^ Greetings Dark Void! So what race are you here? SM or Guard?

The Lone Marine

Darkvoidof40k — GMT

Lets just say it's about 5 years after Naruke. And w/e happened there, we dun talk about it.

The Lone Marine

Commissar NIkev — GMT

Righteous......Well....Good to have you here!

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Little lord Fauntleroy — GMT

The relatively small landing-ship landed on the planets surface with a hefty *thud*, kicking up a cloud of dust. Before the grit had settled upon the planets surface once more, a door opened and discharged a wide boarding ramp, easily 5 men wide. Out of the gloom of the ships interior strode Dialask, flanked by two Rubric marine gaurds. Casting a glance skyward, the Sorceror noticed the collossal tendrils descending towards the planet-Tyranids, it could only be them. But Dialask wasn't here for those petty aliens, nor the Guardsmen, nor the infernal Wolves of the hated Russ, defiler of beloved Prospero-though Dialask would take pleasure in gutting any who got in his way. No, the Thousand son was here for a purpose much, much greater than any of these puny foe's could comprehend. But his task left him little time.
"Lord?" Dialask turned to face the man who had adressed him, his apprentice Ma'K'ovar. He had recruited the young sorceror from the feral world of Tartas before the Imperial Dogs had reached him, for he had shown a flair for commanding the powers of sorcery-specifficaly, the manipulation of realspace. After he had proved strong enough to become a Space Marine, the Sorceror had claimed him as his apprentice, to teach him the intricasies of the Raven god's path. But Ma'K'ovar was not a Thousand son, not truly, for the Thousand sons had no Gene-seed remaining to them. Instead, he had been implanted with stolen Imperial seed, though he hated them as much as any worshipper of the true gods. Whilst this caused the other Sorceror's to hate the young marine, none would try anything so long as Dialask had claimed him.
"Scan's report we are close, master. There is also evidence of some form of firefight taking place in a nearby settlement between Space Wolves"-his voice was thick with disgust-"and a large Tyranid organism. What should we do?" Dialask turned back to look at the sky as the echo's of gunshots rang around the nearby towns. There was only one thing who could help the sons of Magnus now-but Dialask did not like it.
"Send orders to awaken him." The veteran sorceror ordered, not once looking back. "And then get the Rubrics together and follow me." An evil glemlit up in Dialasks eye's, though none could see it. "We're going to pay our freinds the Wolves a visit."

The Lone Marine

Commissar NIkev — GMT

"Fighting the Xenos again Indeed!" Nikev shouted running next to his Old Comrade. "We were told that this location needs out help, where do you need my men and I?"

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Dialask — GMT

Dialask knew he had to tread carefully with his apprentice. He knew that the apprentice could not hope to defeat him if it came down to it, but Ma'K'ovar was disliked by many senior sorcerers. While the apprintice was a trump card if Dialask ever had problems with another sorcerer, the resentment he caused could be more dangerous than a fight with other sorcerers. Though his sorcerers didn't say it to him, he knew that there were dark mutterings about bringing a new sorcerer within his inner circle while leaving many experieced sorcerers out. His apprintice was young, naive, so for now he could be trusted not to try for a power play. In time, he would lose his worth, perhaps he had already outlived his usefulness.

The smell of xeno blood shook Dialask from his reverie. The tentacles of the swarm were slowling descinding further down. If too many of the cursed Tyranid arrived before he was prepared, things could get desperate. Even a sorcerer must worry about crushing numbers. Perhaps, he thought, it would be safer if he returned to his ship, and left others to do his dirty work. Dialask knew that this would be impossible, it would be a sign of weakness if he left now, a sign that would not be ignored by ambitious sorcerers. He had not survived for this long to not know how leadership worked in the Thousand Sons.

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Little lord Fauntleroy — GMT

The small band of 7 Space Wolves had been tracking the Thousand sons for a number of minutes now, and saw their oppurtunity. With a series of guttural war-cries, they lept on the party of 10 (including the two sorcerors) Rubric marines, taking them by surprise. Two of the Thousand sons were destroyed in the first impact, and another 3 were destroyed in quick succesion. In return, 3 of the wolves were cut down in a hail of bolter fire, and though he could not see him, Dialask was sure Ma'K'ovar had accounted for at least one. Casually sending a bolt of Eldritch lightning into a marines body, burning it from the inside out, Dialask laughed, rejoicing at the oppurtunity to take this small vengance on the hated ones.
Before he could quit laughing, Dialask was shunted to the ground by a large Space wolf, and his staff knocked across the ground. Looking up, the Sorceror saw his assailant had long grey hair and prominent canines-one of the so called wolf guard. He raised an axe, and smiled cruelly as he prepared to end the sorceror's existance with a single strike. Dialask returned it with a glare of utter hate and contempt.
Suddenly, a shaking rang through the jungle, and even the mindless Rubric marines stopped fighting and turned to look where it was coming from. With a crunch, a collossal metal figure burst from the tree line and crashed into the wolves, sending missiles of pure change into the foe and scattering them. Dialask used the confusion to leap to his feet and run to collect his staff, whilst the Wolves were slaughted all around him. Eventually, only the Wolf guard remained. Lifted off the ground by one of the Dreadnaughts huge claws, the veteran son of Russ looked into the empty pits of the Sarcophogi and snarled. The ancient fighting machine looked back at him impasively, before simply saying "Take not such a tone with me whelp. For I am memohotep the Undying. And I am your death". And the, with a casual squeeze of his claw, the veteran Space Wolf hero was naught more than a red paste.

OOC: Over to you for the next part of our narrative Dialask. I should point out that memohotep is a Dreadnaught who isn't insane, and is a Sorceror to help you out with writing his parts.

Re:The Lone Wolf

Gregersen — GMT

Messex,vevru, and Tetrun had cut a bloodied path through the lines of tyranids, the long fangs long sense realizing there was no missing with there heavy weapons because of the sheer amount of xeno filth.

My fangs we are close to the nearest synapse creature, let us kill the fething bastard and make our way into the city there we will assist the guard with cleaning this portion of the swarm from this sector.said Gregersen over the vox.

Having spotted the synapse creature Gregersen howls with delight ready for yet another kill.

A broodlord, finnally something of worth to kill. roared Gregersen, Mess, Tet kill the gene stealers around the Broodlord, fire independetly, Vev, we go to close the kill with Brood bastard. "Wolves howl a terrifying wail and begin the onslaught.

Gregersen charges into battle with his storm sheild and thunder hammer, Vev. with is frost axe and heavy bolter. With support fire from Mess and Tet.

Gregersen blocked a mighty swipe from a tyrannid warrior then felling the beast with a mighty blow to beasts head, seeing the mass of enemies rushing at him in defence of the broodlord, Gregersen ripped off his helmet bared his fangs in challenge and met the beasts head on.

Meanwhile the rest of the squad was kill dozen of xenos with there heavy weapons fire, but for a the dead surounding them for every one they killed five more took there place. Good the pack thought the more to kill the better. Hearing they 're sergeants howl of fury pressed them to new impposible feats only an Astartes could accomplish.

Gregersen had met the genestealers and warriors head on and killed all of them at least 4 dozen of the bastards lay dead, Gregersens' armour scarred and pitted from the feat, time to finish this and then he met the broodlord by himself his squad drawing the remaing swarm to them.

The xeno towered over even Gregersen a massive 12 meter tall, the beast roared at Gregersen a challenge, the sergeant smiled finnaly a worthy kill today, he roared back the challenge, charging forward casting aside his shield and two-handing his hammer he would meet the foe head on for his own glory and have this beasts head in his fist on be dead on the field of battle. The beast was the first to strike, Gregersen tried to meat the attack with his hammer, but the beasts' strength was monstrous, throwing Gregersen back several meters he landed on his feet, Gregersen was no small whelp, towering a full 7 meters tall he was a mountain of muscle and he was just as broad as he was tall, one of the strongest in his company, he would not let any xeno kill him no matter how tough.

Charging again he smashed his hammer into the beasts leg toppling it, but this beast would not be easily bested, swing a claw he tore Gregersens' right shoulder paulderon off and gouging a meaty wound, howling in pain Gregersen descended upon the beast with the fury of the wolf, the battle was decided before it had begun.

The pack wounded and tired killed the last xeno around the vacinity heard there pack leaders howl of pain, they then heard a crash and the ground beneath there feet shook, out of the mist and smoke of battle a hulking figure emmurged bloodied and torn the sergeant bore the beasts head, he raised it and howled with pride the whole pack did.

Now my brothers we help the guard and the rest of this planet, roared Gregersen, to the city now, FOR THE ALLFATHER!!!!!!!

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Commissar NIkev — GMT

Okay...so I don't mean to point out everything I see the problem with but your last post to me was just ridiculous. Although Good story here are the problem I had reading it.

1st Mistake I saw: you said Vev charged to fight the BroodLord with you.......where is he. cause you only talked about you fighting it. He seemed to completely dissappeard after you both charged. Plus you said he had a Frost Axe and a Heavy bolter.I find that highly impossible...The Heavy bolter is a 2 handed weapon. It requires both hands to operate.(Correct me if I'm wrong.

2nd Mistake I saw: Dude you have a hammer......you could cut a head off of anything...you'd smash the head.

From now on can we make it a rule that 'Boss' Kills must be detailed......I don't see how you won Gregerson...you were wounded. Reading to the end it only lead me to believe you must and have to be dead.

Re:The Lone Marine

Commissar NIkev — GMT

Before Arkus could reply a great rumbling shook the ground. Turning to face the foe, A terrible sight was witnessed. A large group of Carnifex was assaulting the line.

"EMPEROR NO!" Arkus Shouted as he turned his weapons on the beasts, ignoring all monstrosities that assaulted him.

"HOLY TERRA!" Nikev shouted " MEN GET THOSE WEAPONS READY!"

With a slight chuckle Arkus looked toward the commissar and asked "Does this answer your question?"

Unable to stop his chuckle Nikev blasted away at the Carnifex horde.

As the Carnifex fell more began to arise and charge the Imperial Lines.

"HOLY TERRA" Nikev shouted in anger " Arkus! Take your men and fall back! Fortify the line behind us while we hold them here! We will fall back and join you when you signal us!"

"FOOL!" Arkus Shouted back " You fall back! We'll Last 10 times longer than you!"

"Roger that!" Nikev answered, "NUCIANS! FALL BACK AND REFORM THE LINE IN THE OUTER BUILDINGS!"

As the Nucians retreated the they could hear Arkus shouting in anger and hear the Marines bolters killing the Beasts.

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Dialask — GMT

After the scuffle with the Wolf Guard, Dialask and his retinue were forced to return to their shuttle to call down reinforcements. He normally would have used sorcery to contact his ship, but trying to pierce The Shadow of the Warp would be too risky, even for him. At the shuttle Dialask sent up a signal for some reinforcements. In short order, a second, larger shuttle descended and landed next to his own. Dialask knew that his caution would be jeered upon by some sorcerers, but dealing with both imperial forces and tyranids warranted such precautions. The second shuttle opened, and out marched a much larger contingent than his original. Amassed before Dialask were thirty rubric marines and three sorcerers including his apprintice. Memohotep remained in the woods, keeping in contact with Dialask whenever his scanners picked up something. The two newcomers sneered at their leader, and Dialask made a mental note to make sure that something happened to them before this campaign was resolved.

Their search for Space Wolves proceeded quickly. After over an hour of searching, the Thousand Sons heard a massive roar. Before them charged out a small tyranid contingent including both carnifex and warriors. Memohotep had alerted Dialask before the attack came, so his small army was prepared. The tyranids moved quickly, but bolter fire from rubric marines slew and injured over half of them in the first few seconds. The tyranids collided with the rubric marines, cutting left and right with their terrible claws. Dialask summoned a large bolt of Eldritch Lightening, and blew away a few carnifex and a warrior with one attack. The other sorcerers were fighting similarly, and the entire group of tyranids lay dead before too long. Only four rubric marines had been lost in the attack, and two others had been injured, but all of the sorcerers were in good conditon. The party of Thousand Sons continued their search for the hated Space Wolves

Soon, they heard the sounds of battle, and quickly climbed a nearby hill. Below them, they saw a large swarm of carnifex battering a line of Imperial Guardsmen. He saw a commissar bravely leading the battle, occasionally talking to a guardsman fighting alongside him. Dialask watched the Imperial Guards. He decided that his retinue would watch and wait before charging down. There were many guardsmen, it would not be a simple fight, but the Tyranids may weaken them enough that it would be a simple matter to clean up what remained. So Dialask and his men watched as Commissar Nikev and his forces continued their desperate fight.

OOC: Bwa ha ha ha. What will you do now, commissar?

The Lone Marine

Darkvoidof40k — GMT

OOC: The Commissar will have to do nothing but content himself with killing Tyranids.

Leaping over one of the dead creatures, Arkus raised his Plasma Pistol (hehehe newwepftw) and pressed the trigger down. The pistol whined, before releasing a searing bolt of blue plasma, which hit a Gaunt, vaporizing it. He lifted his chainsword over his head, and swung downwards - carving through two Tyranids. "Brother Angel! Look, on that outcrop!" Called Seregas, Arkus' 2nd in command. Quickly dispatching two more Gaunts, Arkus spared a glance up to his right. Sure enough, there was movement over there. Tall figures wreathed in shadow, watching and waiting. Arkus didn't need telling that only an enemy would not be fighting the Tyranids or Imperials, and only a smart one would wait for the two to expend their forces on each other first. Arkus snarled, bearing his teeth. He had a hunch at who was up there... not specifically who, but rather what. "Brothers, form up! Squad - with me!" He called over the vox. His squad formed up around him, Seregas' Plasma gun blowing away three Hormagaunts. Terkan kept the beasts at bay with controlled bursts of his Heavy Bolter. "Brothers, we move to that outcrop!" Arkus pointed. "Hostility expected, keep your weapons at the ready." He ordered, before advancing towards the shadowy figures. His men followed, keeping the Tyranids at bay. "Commissar, this is Arkus. We are moving off - I suspect there are other enemies of the Imperium here. Hold the line until we return, but be ready to send additional troops to our location. Arkus out."

OOC: Ima get you, chaos scum.

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Commissar NIkev — GMT

OOC: -_- I see we're ignoring the fact that I retreated back to the city.......ok.....But the Carnifex horde is still comming.

"Roger that Arkus" Nikev shouted letting loose a salvo of rounds from a lasrifle he had picked up from a mangled corpse.

Blood chilling screams could be heard as the Tyranids claimed more and more kills.

Expending his ammo Nikev grabbed the stock of the weapon and threw it like a spear, gaining nothing as it ricocheted off of the carapace of a tyranid warrior. Drawing his Chainsword, as he had already expended the ammo in his bolt pistol, He lunged at the tyranid warrior. Sliding on the ground he got under the warrior and rammed his chainsword into its soft underbelly, spewing gore and blood all over him. Nearby Nikev could hear his Scout Narko as he we crazy with anger for the enemy.

Running at the Gaunts to meet them head on, Narko threw himself at the gaunts with his shortsword in his hand. "FOR MY LADY!" He screamed cleaving the first gaunt's head clean off. Dodging a strike from the second he thrusted with his sword and impaled the beast straight through its face, or at least what appeared to be its face. Jumping, Narko landed on the back of the last gaunt in the trio and began to slash violently with his shortsword throwing chunks of flesh, shell, and blood in all directions around him.

"YOU SHOWOFF!" Flame trooper Yankor yelled toward the scout. He pulled the trigger on his love and she hissed as she spewed promethium across the vast ranks of Tyranid. A Carnifex lept and landed mere meters from the trooper and the trooper smiled. With a grin on his face, Yankor, Pulled the trigger of his beloved and sent a stream of death to strike the Carnifex.

Engulfed in flames, the Carnifex roared and began swinging wildly. Ravaging Tyranids and Imperials alike it ran forward. Unable To perform a rolling move with the tank on his back Yankor stood his ground, still hosing the beast with liquid death. As the Carnifex came upon him, it ceased advancing only a few feet from him and reared back as high as it would go and came crashing down with all of its weight. A few moments later, under the Carnifex's body, Yankor's Tank got too hot a blew all that was withing 2 meters out of existence. The blast threw armor shards that impaled many Tyranid and Guardsmen alike.

Hacking into they Xenos, Nikev was fighting alongside a trooper form a imperial Guard regiment who was wielding a plasma gun. The whine and discharge of the weapon was massive enough. Trying to keep the trooper safe, for Nikev had a better chance with the trooper alive, Nikev stuck close to the woman and every so often had to take a parry or two for her. As Nikev went to parry a gaunt, It changed tactics and lept at him knocking him to the ground away from the girl. With her back exposed a Warrior rushed behind her and tore into her flesh, ripping her in half. Her legs one way while her upper body, along with the Plasma gun. Slide by Nikev, Nikev quickly cleaved the gaunt in half, Dropping his chainsword, Nikev Leapt for the Plasma gun as the Warrior began to rush him.

Grabbing the weapon NIkev aimed and pulled the trigger, nothing happened as the warrior got closer. Looking at the Weapon, Nikev cursed himself for going for the weapon would be the cause of his death. Suddenly, without warning, the gun fired a blob of energy that vaporized the warrior as it closed was about to leap on him.

Bless the Emperor Nikev thought to himself as he got back up to kill some more.

"FOR THE IMPERIUM OF MAN!" Nikev screamed as he began blasting with his new weapon. Guardsmen around began to surround him and open fire creating a small safe zone around the men, We just may win this yet Nikev began to think. The thought quickly disappearing as he saw that the Carnifex horde was growing ever closer.

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Little lord Fauntleroy — GMT

Memohotep found that, as he stalked through the woods, he had a rare moment of respite to think.

He'd been there on Prospero-when the earth burned and the sky fell, when the savages of Fenris had come to tear down everything the benevolent Primarch Magnus had created. He'd been there as his beloved father was cast down by the hated Russ. And he'd been there when the true gods had answered there prayers for salvation.
That was a lifetime ago, when Memohotep was still a mortal. And the memory saddened him, not only beacuse of all the atrocities the misguided servants of the false Emperor had done, but because he knew he was one of the last of a dying breed-the true Thousand son geneseed was becoming more and more difficult to obtain, and soon the origional veterans of the Long war who had not become mindless automatons would be gone into Tzeentchs realm. The Dreadnaught would have sighed, if he could. He could feel the ever present madness that had taken so many of his kin imprisoned in these machines gnawing at the furthest reaches of his mind, and wondered with all that he had seen and done how much longer he could cling on to sanity.
A harsh voice echoed down his inbuilt vox and broke his contemplation. "We are preparing to engage nearby guardsmen, my freind. Get ready to assault on my signal." It was Dialask.
Dialask. Memohotep had been one of his closest advisors and allies for centuries now, ever sice the Forumund incident in the closing years of M38. They had both known and consulted with Magnus, and both remembered the razing of their beloved home planet. But Memohotep was no fool-he was full aware of the fact that Dialask was becoming more and more wary of waking the ancient sorceror out of fear his mind might finally leave him. He could not say he blamed him.
"Old freind?" Dialask again, and Memohotep realised he had not yet answered. Taking a moment to compose himself, the Dreadnaught gave a simple reply.
"Of course. Death to the False Emperor."

The Lone Marine

Darkvoidof40k — GMT

Dreadnought*
Friend*

Hehehe... Although, how can Dialask be in two places at once? Waking a dreadnough and being stalked by blood angels over a battlefield? oO

The Lone Marine

Little lord Fauntleroy — GMT

Darkvoidof40k wrote:Although, how can Dialask be in two places at once? Waking a dreadnough and being stalked by blood angels over a battlefield? oO

He isn't. Dialask gave the order to wake Memohotep a while ago, and didn't do it personally.

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Commissar NIkev — GMT

"WE WINNING! THEY ARE FALTERING!" shouted a guardsmen a few meters away from Nikev. Poor fool Nikev thought, The Tyranid don't falter, they only get bigger and less in numbers. As the group advanced and secured more ground, it was beginning to appear that the Tyranids were faltering, although, they had barely killed a 4th of the Carnifex Horde, and Nikev had already lost count of his kills. "KEEP THE HEATHENS AT BAY!" Nikev Shouted into his mic. As Nikev brought down another Carnifex with a salvo from his newly aqcuired Plasma gun, he noted he was down to 1/4 power in the cell, and he didn't carry plasma cells. A Warrior Lunged at a trooper nearby and tore him to shreds as the poor guardsmen was attempting to reload. "KEEP THEM AT BAY DAMNIT! COVER SOMEONE WHO IS RELOADING!" Nikev shouted into his mic, struggling to be heard over the chorus of gunfire from the Imperial line.

Without warning, and to everyone's surprise the Tyranids seemed to be retreating. The Xenos was just breaking from the fight and retreating away from the Imperials. Nikev took this break in combat to reestablish a proper defensive line. "GET THOSE EMPLACEMENTS BACK UP! REBUILD THOSE OBSTACLES! RELOAD IF YOU HAVE TO, PREPARE FOR THE WORST!"

As the Imperials scrambled to reform the line a signal came in over the Vox, the signal was nothing but beeps and scratches.

OOC: Can anyone tell who I'm dragging into this? Its really quite obvious.

The Lone Marine

Darkvoidof40k — GMT

OOC: Actually, no. But I haven't been too loyal to this thread lol. oO

The Lone Marine

Commissar NIkev — GMT

OOC: Lol yea no one really has.....well....to spoil the surprise its the Necrons ^.^

The Lone Marine

Darkvoidof40k — GMT

NEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEECROOOOOOOOOOONZ do not beepz. They failz.

But... seriously? No offense, I think it's too early for that. Too complicated. No Necron RPers. Eyyyyyyy, that'd be fun! Not... of course... that I'm going to betray my Imperial oaths.. and RP a badass-better-thanintee-codex Necron Lord... never, ever. >.< RESISTING

Goddamn, might well just give in. Also, NIkev, wanna play some cadians? Go find my new RP I made, Lords of Chaos. Considering everyone in it plays a bad guy... :p

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Commissar NIkev — GMT

SWEET! I CAN BE A GOOD GUY ALONE AGAINST ALL ODDS!!!!!! I"LL RULE XD

Well....then just remember that somewhere down the road I'll introduce Necrons in this thread.....
Its never to early for a twist

But Next time I have more free time I'll find you RP and Join.....Today is going to be busy for me
But just so you know.....my character will still be named Nikev. XD

Re:The Lone Marine

Darkvoidof40k — GMT

Colonal Nikev has a nice ring to it

The Lone Marine

Commissar NIkev — GMT

I think this thread is dead........

The Lone Marine

Darkvoidof40k — GMT

Yeah. Hey, anybody see a few thread by that awesome guy? There's one about an Inquisitor and a bunch of chaos dudes if anyone's interested...

ehhh... we'll see, Nikev, we'll see.

The Lone Marine

Commissar NIkev — GMT

lol well dude you thread is like 7 pages in......its very very late for people to join....

The Lone Marine

Darkvoidof40k — GMT

Um... no it isn't? They're both on 4 pages and there hasn't been too much RPing in either of them, although the chaos one has had quite a lot more than the Inquisition one. -shutsup-

The Lone Marine

Commissar NIkev — GMT

Okay then, .....I can still be a commissar right?.......like, one to ensure that the Inquisitors troops don't lose faith.....

The Lone Marine

Darkvoidof40k — GMT

Well, he doesn't have an army. But I do need someone to play one of the pre-made guardsman characters, because the guy who signed up buggered off and never returned when we started RPing.

The Lone Marine

Commissar NIkev — GMT

Well, Commissars never actually have an army. I won't outline thier specific duties unless you don't know them and want me to. But yea.....I'm gonig to change his name though....just so you know.....and probably some of his bio.

So....I'll just be a regular guard then?

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Gregersen — GMT

WEll damn you all pretty much killed the fething thread, yeesh sorry bout this everybody this thread is done, but as my first attempt at a roleplay was pretty good thanks everybodywho joined. and to all who read this this isnt the last youve all heard of "The Lone Marine" But seriously, im gone for a month, and you people go grimdark on my thread, ahhhhhhhhh.... ill try somthing later.