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Post by CreepsFromThe Deep on Jun 3, 2009 11:03:38 GMT
OOC: New character, since we need enemies.
Name: N / A, however his callsign is "Predator". He is usually adressed by his callsign.
Unit Type: Warrior
Race: Tyranid
Weapons: Scything Talons, Deathspitter
Personality: Cunning and talented, resourceful and willing to ally with others...for his own benefit.
Specialties: Synapse powers, though no control over other 'nids
Other: When he was fighting in his third war, he was captured by Imperial Guardsmen with nets and tranquillizers. He was experimented on, removed from the hive mind forcibly and given free will. As such he will never truly be a Tyranid again. He is now a hired bounty hunter. Has learnt to speak limited English.
how come you can be a nid but i can't?
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Post by w00teldar on Jun 3, 2009 11:44:02 GMT
OOC then i will make my character maybe a Wraithlord with not as strong weapons to try to even out his strengths and he could be an enemy.
Jenson continued to fight off orks until both of his squadmates died, he ran as fast as he could crushing Gretchin and not even meaning to. he felt bullets ping off his back, but none of them could pierce a Tactical Dreadnought. Suddenly he felt a huge claw come at him and slam him into the ground. then the thing lifted him up by his leg, and for a brief moment he looked into the eyes of the warboss. Then the thing lifted it's gun and shot him in the face.
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Post by w00teldar on Jun 3, 2009 11:50:54 GMT
Name: Din Asrin
Unit type: Wraithlord
Race: Eldar
Weapons: Wraithsword, Two flamers, Shruiken Cannon
Personality: Very relaxed, takes alot to get him angry
Specialties: Persuasion, he can get almost anybody to do what he wants (except other Eldar). Also when he was alive, Din was a psyker.
Other info: Din hates humans and will do almost anything to stop them, that is why he was allied with orks.
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Post by Zemox on Jun 3, 2009 12:28:19 GMT
Suddenly the vox crackles and the co-pilot of the rhino's voice is heard "Thog, there are reports of another astares close-by but one of their number's life signs just stopped, i would guess he is dead sir unless he removed his tactical dreadnought armor".
"Dreadnought armor? Terminators?"
"I belive so sir"
"Then we need to retrive it is there many enemies"
"Yes sir it shows a large mass of something, my guess would be orks, about 40-60 of them."
"Brothers we need to help some astares, get into the rhino, departure in 15seconds."
Thog and his squad runs into the rhino, and sits down, When they start driving the vox crackles again "estimated arrival 30seconds"
"Just keep your frost claws on brothers, the flamers are for nurgleth daemons, orks on the other hand does die when you cut their head of."
"Another of the astares appears to be dead sir"
"Dammit we need to get there soon or there will be no one left to carry the tactical dreadnought armor for us now will it."
It was not a question...
(OOC: Will it screw up the RP if i end up engaging the warboss?)
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Post by Zrascak on Jun 3, 2009 14:00:18 GMT
(OOC: Since Zrascak is a little special he will not always follow orders if he sees thema s stupid. Just a warning for the future.)
*So we have company* Zracsak thought as he heard the vos in the rhino he jsut had boarded without permission or orders. Wonder how many terminator armours they have and if any of them will come avcant. Could be good for the chapter.
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Post by barkblast334 on Jun 3, 2009 14:06:45 GMT
how come you can be a nid but i can't? did I ever say you couldn't? B.T.W. most of you probably saw there was a page 4 and just switched to it, I had a rather story-important post there, so here it is again. Predator glared at the Space Wolf, then straightened his back and snarled, "Not good speak, so hear close." Predator pointed at himself, then spoke again. "Guardman. Guardman take me, away far away. From hive mind. He cut me. Cut me from realspeak. No more realspeak. Blank. Nothing. Black void. So I learn pink-one speak. Cut me from mind. Cut me from mind. Not good. Not good speak, no, no. Not good at all." Predator forced from his mouth the words, haltingly and pausing in between syllables. Suddenly, the small ears down his neck opened and closed, as if trying to hear. Predator spun round, firing his deathspitter in wild arcs at the onrushing horde of genestealers and termagants. A borer beetle lodged in between one of his armoured plates, more followed. He came down onto one knee, still shooting, black ichor spraying everywhere from the wound in his shoulder. Still he kept shooting at the living horde of teeth and claws. Spikes from a spinefist found their way into the side of his neck, his veins cording out and more ichor flying free. But he was fighting a losing battle, and while the Termagants had died, crushed by either his Deathspitter ammunition, or from the pounding of genestealer feet. The genestealers closed in. There were at least 9 of them, swarming all over Predator's body, the once red and bone-white 'stealers were now inky-black and blue from the spraying blood. Predator's blood. But still he fought. More than one genestealer went flying from a mighty backhand blow with his weapon, and 3 were eviscerated by his claws, but Predator's strength was gone. His last act in this battle was to scream in his alien voice, "Embrace death, my blood-brothers!" as he went under. He was being slashed by hundreds of claws, pounded by five pairs of feet, and bitten by thousands of teeth or tendrils. Predator thrust one bloodied hand out of the ravaging pack, imploring the battle-brothers to help him. OOC: Yes, if you want, you can kill off Jenson for an Eldar, we already have enough Marines. Which is good, but we need enemies. And yes, Slann is fine for Zrascak. Go for it. |
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Post by barkblast334 on Jun 3, 2009 14:15:26 GMT
Predator clawed his way from the snarling pack. He was dying, and fast. But the genestealers lost interest, and he crawled away as fast as he could. He sat recovering for a long while, but soon heard the characteristic drone of the engines of a rhino. He ran full pelt at the speeding vehicle, jumped, almost flying past it but latching on with his talons.
Inside the vehicle, two Scything Talons pierced through the roof, coming down on either side of Thog's shoulders.
Predator shifted a little to regain his balance, but fell back down and decided just to hold on for dear life.
Back inside the Rhino, one of the marines jumped from his seat in horror as the claws slashed through the roof. He settled back down again though, as he realized that they were not tearing the vehicle apart and revealing gaping maws full of needle sharp teeth. He was still uneasy though.
Predator smirked, and then snarled as he saw the Wraithlord marching towards them along with the Orks. He shouted above the noise,
"Pink-ones! Is psyker you? Any you psyker? I speak no good tongue, but mind-speak good, no? Is psyker you? Is psyker any you?"
Suddenly, the inhabitants of the Rhino heard a loud thump following by several other smaller ones. One space marine thrust his head out of a porthole to look at what caused the noise.
"Sir, do we trust the 'nid or not?"
"Why, son?"
"'Coz he's lying back there and he looks dead."
"Your point being?"
"Well, sir, he did hold back all those 'nids and buy us time to get here. And I think he just moved, so he might still be alive?"
"Well, son, if you wanna jump off this thing, which is going very fast may I remind you, to help a 'NID, then be my guest."
"I---this is against my better judgement. Thog was saying to watch out for potential allies. We----dammit! Driver slow down a second!"
And as the driver complied out of habit, before realizing what he had done, the private had leapt out of the speeding rhino and ran back to Predator, slumped on the ground and bleeding like hell itself had burst like a balloon and was spilling fiery lava all over the place.
The private kept his weapon primed and pointed at Predator's head. Evidently, he did not trust his ally.
"Enemy of enemy is friend. I hurt bad inside. You help?" spluttered Predator weakly.
"I'm not a medic. I can't really do anything to help."
Predator sighed and collapsed onto the grassy dirt. He was still breathing, as the dirt being blown around would suggest, but it was weak and intermittent. He was in bad shape.
"I tell you story. Once time, big ba---aaghh...big battle. I lose, I captured. Guardman did things to me. Did to me many things. Bad things. They cut me from my mind. I separated. Do you feel like this ever? I speak no good now, but when I cut, I no speak at all. You understand what like? No speak. No speak. No good. No speak. I can no speak with blood-brothers anymore. Aaaaghhh....I hurt bad. Need help. Lots help, big help. Can no hold----", he let out a gurgling sigh and smashed into the dirt.
"Someone, help! Anybody that has medical knowledge, I need your help, right here, right now!"
Predator had stopped breathing...
OOC: No it won't screw up. Dude, we make the RP. How would it screw up?
"I find your lack of faith disturbing, commander." moment.
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Post by Interogator on Jun 3, 2009 14:45:17 GMT
As the kroot is smashed,James runs back at the imperial camp to await further orders.
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Post by Zrascak on Jun 3, 2009 18:48:17 GMT
(OOC: Since Zrascak is good at killing nids he should know pretty much about them so i will help a little. BTW this is not intended to actually save Predator if you don't want me to but i needed an opening for small surprise and this gave me one so just wait and see.)
As Zrascak reached Predator he quickly gave the tyranid version of CPR and managed to make him breath again in short uncontrolled breaths, ery close to death."Tyranid i can speak with my mind to you." Zracsak says as he comes around a corner where the rhino had had to slow down to not fall over in the turn and he had jumped off. "Tell me what is wrong and i will try to help you as good as i can. Private contact the base and get somebody who can help out here now!" Zracsak says to the private. "He will not survive for long."
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Post by w00teldar on Jun 3, 2009 20:19:58 GMT
Din continued to stalk through the trees. until he saw a human rhino, he drew his shruiken cannon and fired a burst at the tracks stopping the rhino's path. he then ran at the thing drawing his sword and leaping over his ork alies.
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Post by Zemox on Jun 4, 2009 6:04:53 GMT
"Driver activate the reserve track 150% reverse, blow the front thrusters!"
With a loud boom the rhino goes flying backwards and the reserve tracks spun into life and keept the rhino moving backwards after the short burst in a very orkish manner.
"Open the rear hatch and see if you can somehow manage to get that tyranid, our wolf brother and that wierd xeno into the rhino while moving" Thog commands, "steer away from the Wraithlord, open the top hatch and take a shot at it with our single rocket launcher, dont get killed!"
"Oh my russ how i hate running from a fight like this!"
The rhino suddenly brakes and swings around a hundred and eighty degrees, "Whats going on in there?!".
"I decided it would be easyer to catch our passengers with the assault hatch" The driver answers and makes sure to move faster than the orks and that wraithlord, a few seconds later the sound of a rocket accelerating is heard as the space wolf sends a rocket towards the wraithlord and imidiently ducks back in again to not get shot.
"you better finish it of fast or at least slow it down, the reserve tracks are made for quick escapes and cant keep going like this, if it isnt brought down soon we will be forced to pull out."
(OOC: so guys i need to know what happened to our wraithlord, what predator and zrascak decides to do with the rhino coming driving towards them, and i will pull of some proper description of that rhino, because i have pretty much used all the tricks it contains now.)
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Post by CreepsFromThe Deep on Jun 4, 2009 6:31:23 GMT
if i can make a nid what kinds could i make? (BTW to those who have not yet realized i don't yet have a character) (and the reason i only want to be a nid is because i really know nothing about the other races)
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Post by barkblast334 on Jun 4, 2009 8:34:50 GMT
Predator tentatively reached out to the threads of Zrascak's mind, then uttered, "My left lung is punctured and there is genesteal claw embedded about 2cm's close to my heart. Also, my shoulder is bleeding like hell, in case you hadn't noticed. I think, though, that if you can cut through the armour plates on my shoulder, you can reach down and pluck it out. As for my lung, it will have to wait." Predator reached out for a strand of memory floating loose, and then chuckled, "You should be glad to cut into a 'nid." OOC: r1pp4, go to www.games-workshop.com.uk and look up the 'nids. That will help you, and you could possibly be a broodlord controlling the enemy broods. |
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Post by w00teldar on Jun 4, 2009 11:50:50 GMT
Din ran after the rhino again, making sure that he would be able to catch or dodge another missle, the thing was fast but he was faster. he drew his shruiken cannon and opened fire on the back of the rhino, trying to slow it down.
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Post by Zrascak on Jun 4, 2009 12:02:20 GMT
"Thiss is ahrd enougha s it is so don't make it worse." Zracsak says to Predator in his mind before he cuts through the armour plates on the nids left shoulder and digs down into the flesh. When he reaches it he plucks out the genestealer claw and makes sure it the wound goes together as it is supposed to before he rips off a piece of cloth from his clothes and makes a temporary bandage. When he ahs fixed the bandage and made sure that it sits tight on he lifts up Predator and get's ready to board the rhino when it comes.
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