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Post by Zemox on Jun 4, 2009 12:11:35 GMT
Thog could hear the shrukens glance of the Rear armor. "By russ doesnt that thing ever give in?! Are you finished changing weapons to the stormshields and thunderhammers? We will rush out and form a circle, i will engage the wraithlord and you will hold the orks of, i am sure they respect a honorable duel, did everyone remember their meltabombs? just incase it closes up on your formation, i want everyone equiped with the hand flamers, the flame circle has proven effective against a mass of orks before." But this would be the last resort, Thog tought, he was hoping that the tyranid and the wierd creature would get into the rhino because they were about to impale them on the spikes braced against the front of the rhino, his battle brother had allredy placed himself to jump into the rhino when it reached them, urging the others to do the same, he then picks up the Warrior and places it over his shoulders. It was obviousley heavy judging by his facial expression. "Prepeare the meltaweb", several small meltacharges tied togeder in a web extended from its emplacement on the top of the rhino. "Stick another rocket in that Wraithlord...., Bjørn how are you doing? Making any contact with the fleet?" Thog hadnt anticipated this ammount of orks, even tought the radar showed maybe fifty they were so tightly packed that it only seemed like it, in reality there was several hundred of them, including a couple of ork walkers and that uncannily quick wraithlord, it was still about 80meters behind them but it was catching up, this would soon change tough since as soon as his battle brother and his two wierd friends were inside the rhino they could blow the last thrusters on the back of the rhino and get out there. He was not dying or losing any men here, and right now the most important part was to establish contact with the fleet since the defilers legion was on the way and he was confident that if they somehow could tell the wraithlord that chaos was coming in he would stop chasing them and maybe even be willing to comunicate with them. Thog didnt like the tought but right now his personal opinions didnt really matter. "Let the web lose when the wraithlord reaches 50meters," he commanded and picked up a plasma pistol and started firing at the wraithlord trough a rear hatch.
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Post by barkblast334 on Jun 4, 2009 13:56:12 GMT
Predator lay breathing lightly on the steel floor of the Rhino. Any one of the battle-brothers could have cut him open right now, and he would have been able to do nothing. So, he talked, kept them guessing, interested or shocked.
"I am----was----from splinter fleet Jangra.", he worked his mouth around the vowels, "Clad in black of night and flesh of midnight blue. We had consumed many world. Many to count, to eat, to live off. But we crash, and we fight. And we lose. And I here now.", he then said the words most likely to evoke emotion, grinning, "For emperor, body soul too."
He also heard the Shuriken glance off the armour of the big tank, and struggled to rise in vain. But Predator would not give in to pain. He attempted to tap into the ferocity of the hive-mind, the urge to fight and never give in, but it was useless. As always. One of the marines helped him up and he peered out of the hatch. He saw the wraithlord pounding along. He registered this new threat. And he acted. He whipped out his deathspitter, grafted into his flesh, and started shooting, slowing the creature for a moment. But it was enough. The wraithlord would not reach 50 meters now.
"Blowing the last thruster now, sir!"
BOOOOM! The rhino went at least 90km/h, liberally thundering along, far outpacing the wraithlord. Predator knelt down inside the speeding tank once more and lay still. The only sign of him clinging dearly to life was his continued breathing, and the opening and closing of the valve-like ears along his neck. Suddenly his eyes snapped open as he remembered Thog's words: "if they somehow could tell the wraithlord that chaos was coming in he would stop chasing them and maybe even be willing to comunicate with them."
He made a supreme effort to drag his heavy body alongside Thog, firing his pistol out of the rear hatch, collapsing again. But his mind was extremely active. He was searching for strands of memory inside the wraithlord's mind. Hell, he was searching for the wraithlord's mind! But he found it, and started to evoke images of chaos and destruction, of sadistic rituals and of daemon-worlds. The wraithlord jerked suddenly, as if shocked. Predator was pleased.
He said to Zrascak such that only a psyker could hear, "Well, well, well. Will you be more pleased to cut into a spiky brother than an alien beast?", he allowed a wry grin to pierce his face. But then his massive supply of adrenaline ran out and the pain kicked in like 10,000 volts. Predator just fell flat on his face. By his reckoning, it was as the humans said--not fair--!
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Post by Zrascak on Jun 4, 2009 15:35:42 GMT
"'nid be ready because this will sting a little but it will help you." Zrascak says and gives Predator a dose of the medicin he ahs been working with in the rhino. "It is a highly conentrated painkiller. About chaos, well it is always fun to use their own methodes against them." Zracsak says with a grin that as it reaches his eyes turns a cold raging fire in there as he thinks of how chaos has turned on them all.
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Post by w00teldar on Jun 4, 2009 17:00:54 GMT
Din saw the visions and realized that he should try and communicate with the humans "stop your tank, i will kill the orks around you." he said to their minds. the rhino stopped and Din killed the orks using his shruiken cannon. he saw the humans come out of their vehicle and said to all their minds again "my name is Din Asrin, Wraithlord of Craftworld Kaelor
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Post by Zrascak on Jun 4, 2009 18:44:47 GMT
"Greetings wraithlord. I am Zrascak, now a member of the adeptus astartes legion of holy Terra." Zrascak said. "What are your craftworlds business on this planet, or rather what was it before you detected the chaos taint? I did not know that you eldars had any interest in this world." he says as he examines the wraithlord, looking for any sign of taint.
(OOC: Zrascak is a little should we say independent and since he is partly slann he knows pretty much about the eldars since it was to them the slann gave their role in the universe.)
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Post by w00teldar on Jun 4, 2009 20:24:30 GMT
Din replied "when i was alive i was a c'tan hunter, i have just recently gotten used to my wraithlord body so i decide to try and continue my work."
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Post by barkblast334 on Jun 5, 2009 9:19:03 GMT
Predator stepped heavily out of the tank, to meet the wraithlord. This was the second time he had seen one of these creatures, and they evoked great interest in him. However, as he marched out of the tank along with the battle-brothers, the Wraithlord shuddered, shouting "Tainted souls!". However Predator raised his hands and once again made the mind contact. He uttered a mental shout "Don't! We are not tainted. I may be a Tyranid, yes, but I am no longer connected to the hive-mind. I am independent, and I am a world-eater no more.", he forced the last words from his mouth, and turned away his head. He then scanned the surroundings, glaring at the stunned Orks. Their 'big-head strong man' had stopped fighting for them. They glanced at the weapons of the Tyranid and the Space-Marines, then at the Wraithlord's subtly powering up weaponry, then ran. He powered down his weaponry and was about to talk when Predator jerked his head up and ran off into the jungle.
As the battle-brother were debating why the 'nid had run off after so long with them, but he came back 15 minutes later and judging by his expression, something bad had happened. "Spiky gun-war-brothers! This way, and come quick. I stay with ghost-lord. We fight, buy you time. Then follow. Move now, and go fast-wind!"
Once again, Predator's blunt and rudimentary speech conveyed a simple message: Run, the Chaos are coming.
In the jungle, the Chaos Sorcerer Anfaux was sizing up the enemy force from within the jungle, using the tainted auspex wards he had placed earlier. He made two quick signals with his staff to the Chaos Marines behind him. They meant: Kill quickly without a trace. The Tyranid they had encountered earlier on had worried him, as it was going solo and it was definitely not a lictor. But it had darted away as soon as it saw them and he was pre-occupied with the coming battle. He yelled, "Charge!".
Predator had just knelt with his Deathspitter at the ready, and was urging the Wraithlord to prepare for battle as well but the Chaos came hard and fast. He cut several open and fried several more with his weapon, but more still came. Not as many as Orks, but many still. He coined his newest learnt phrase, "For emperor, body soul too.". This was a profound statement for a Tyranid, but Thog was occupied getting his men into the Rhino. Everyone was tired after a long nights action and the 'nid and the wraithlord were going to cover him, so he hustled his men into the Rhino and drove. But the Chaos had already started shooting wildly and at least one battle-brother went down.
It was an insane firefight, but finally it came down to the Chaos Sorcerer and Predator. The Wraithlord was being harassed by about 15 Chaos Marines and could not help. Predator started to speak to his opponent, to learn as much as he could about his enemy before they fought. But he forgot he was fighting the Chaos, and the sorcerer struck immediately, and Predator fell to the floor under the strength of the blast, and in his final seconds of life, he uttered the single words, "For emperor, body soul too."
OOC: Reinforcements almost here, Dreadnought and Imperial Guardsmen. Dibs the nought! Besides, I highly doubt that anything lower than a 'fex would beat a Chaos Sorcerer that attacked first, so it makes sense.
Name: Leeroy Kaygarn Unit Type: Dreadnought Race: Space Marine of the Voidreapers(black with gold highlights) Weapons: As a tribute to his growing experience, carries two Power Klaws from an Ork Warlord (from the Ghazghkull Thraka model!), and a minigun mounted on his shoulder. Personality: Sly and sarcastic, reluctant to speak. Specialties: Close combat. Other: Last of his chapter, both his legs were ripped off by a broodlord. He managed to kill the broodlord however, by making it swallow a meltabomb as it was trying to bite of his head. He bears an especially potent grudge against the Daemonhunters, who abandoned him in the warp on his first mission as a 'nought.
OOC again: r1pp4, a vacancy for a 'nid just opened, so you can be whatever the hell you want, cept hive tyrant, coz just to 'shooty' to coin an Ork phrase.
Leeroy arose from his kneeling position, awakened by the servitor that was even now disengaging the cryosleep functions. He stretched his arms, flexing his Power Klaws. He had not awakened for fifty two years and he was still tired. But he had a job to do. Apparently, the planet was called Delorien VI. There was a team of Space Wolves down there who needed reinforcements, and there were Tyranids, Orks and now the Chaos opposing them. He spoke in a deep, booming, mechanical voice, "Servitor. I need you to reinstall my chaingun. I may need it for the coming battles." He sighed heavily, still mourning for when he had failed to save his chapter, the Voidreapers. He had been being incarcerated in a Dreadnought at the time, and when he returned from a long voyage through the lava-covered wastes, he found his chapter-house burning. Apparently, they had been tainted by the miasmic skies and were 'cleansed' by the Daemonhunters. He still hated the chaos-embracing space marines that called themselves the Daemonhunters and claimed to serve the God-Emperor.
The hatch was opened, his chaingun mounted properly on his right shoulder. He was getting ready for the jump. The servitor beeped and said, "Altitude at 700 feet. Are you ready?" and Leeroy replied, "As I'll ever be." and the servitor pulled a lever, engaging his drop-pod. As he hurtled towards the battle-scarred ground, he thought that maybe he would be able to recreate his chapter some day, somehow.
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Post by CreepsFromThe Deep on Jun 5, 2009 9:39:04 GMT
can i be a midget lictor?
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Post by w00teldar on Jun 5, 2009 14:24:22 GMT
Din killed some of the chaos with his Wraithsword and Fried some more with his flamers he kicked another one, sending him flying. He saw predator go down and decided that now was time to go. but as he turned around, a drop pod fell from the sky, a missle streaked across and hit the pod, destroying it but not the dreadnought inside, which fell from the sky, landed on his feet and started killing chaos. Din felt a kinship with dreadnought, since they both were basically dead warriors, and decided to help.
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Post by Zemox on Jun 6, 2009 10:20:14 GMT
Thog and his squad instantly started moving towards the wraithlord to relieve it of its burden, using half the squad to cover their backs with the stormshields, as they hit the enemy the half of the squad keept covering their backs from bolter shells and the like, and Thog tok a suprised chaos marines head clear of with a swing from his thunderhammer. Thog had always been facinated by how easy these thunderhammers smashed trough practically anything, but he hates how cumbersome they were, he had however solved this problem recently by wielding the hammer in both hands and istead using the shield as a disco since if it was thrown hard enough it killed things allot better than any bolter or heavy bolter could. But at the moment he had knocked a chaos marine over with it then proceeded by standing on it pinning the marine to the ground, whilst smashing anything that came to close, finishing of with snapping the neck of the pinned chaos servant with a well placed kick. He then grabbed the shield and commanded his squad to break out of the combat allowing the wraithlord to finish of the last ones, he then made a dash for the sorcerer that was at the moment gaining the upper hand on predator, but before he got the chance to get there predator was knocked over by a blast from the sorcerer, seeing that he was to far away and that the rhino was busy trying to impale chaos marines on its spikes and frying things with its hull mounted heavy flamers. He threw his shield at the sorcerer wich was at least 20strides away, but it was a damn good throw because it hit the sorcerer over the eyes kracking his helmet, and knocking him over giving Predator a chance to avenge himself.
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Post by Zrascak on Jun 6, 2009 10:49:24 GMT
Suddenly a high precision sniper firle shot whizzles past Thog's head and hits the chaos sorcerer straight in the head. "That was for the 'nid chaos" Zrascak mutters for himself as he shoots another chaos marine.
(OOC: Predator is dead in case you missed it. He can't avenge himself.)
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Post by barkblast334 on Jun 6, 2009 14:31:20 GMT
Leeroy saw the Wraithlord fighting the Chaos, shouted a deep, metallic, booming warcry and charged, opening fire with his chain gun and crushing any heretics with his Power Klaws. "For the God-Emperor! For the Voidreapers!"
As he ran he heard a crunching sound. He looked back and saw two bodies, a Chaos Sorcerer and a 'nid warrior. Leeroy could not help but wonder why a 'nid would be fighting against the Chaos, alongside an Eldar. His chaingun roared and he soon forgot the puzzling occurence in the heat of battle. He downed four chaos marines with a withering hail of bullets and cut through several more with his Power Klaws. He had forgotten the joy of battle in the long fifty years and was exhilarated with bloodlust. He hacked through the lines of enemies, fighting alongside the Eldar Wraithlord, all the while sizing him up as he might have to fight him afterwards, in the event he was hostile. Finally, the last chaos marine died, and the Dreadnought known as Leeroy Kaygarn looked to the slowly lightening horizon to see the Rhino speeding away. He relaxed his mechanical parts and turned to look at the Wraithlord.
"What is your name?" asked Leeroy, his voice booming out mechanically over the speakers. "Din. And you?" "I am Leeroy Kaygarn, last of the chapter once known as the Voidreapers. I am pleased to have you as an ally, assuming I can count you as such? Thank you for defending me. I was incapacitated by the drop for about a minute there. I do not usually decide to fall 200ft through the air." "Ah." replied the Wraithlord. "I must leave now, Wraithlord. I hope we meet again. We are of a kindred spirit, and I will look forward to our next meeting."
Leeroy turned away and ran after the Rhino, eating away the hours by zoning out and letting the machinery take control of movement. He ran for half a day for reaching the marines makeshift camp. He called to the Space Wolf marine in that appeared to be in charge.
"You there! I am the dreadnought Leeroy Kaygarn, last of the chapter once known as the Voidreapers. I trust the Guardsmen are already here?"
After lengthy conversations with the marines, Leeroy pulled Thog aside and said quietly, "Commander, I---have a rather large favour to ask of you. My chapter was wiped out a long time ago, and I am the sole survivor. But while I may be the last of the Voidreapers, can my gene-seed not be harvested and the Voidreapers created anew?"
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Post by Zemox on Jun 6, 2009 16:19:49 GMT
"Anchient i am unable to answer such a question, i know it is possible but whenever it will be allowed i am unsure of, i am still waiting for my comunicator to make contact with the fang, and the rest of my chapter, and just to inform you we know that the defilers legion is invading this planet, this will pretty much ensure that if it arrives the space wolf fleet will be large and at least one wolf lord will come with it. They will be able to answer your question but untill then i am honored to have you fighting by my side." Thog says, salutes the dreadnought and turns around to talk with the ranked imperial guardsmen, obviousley arguing what to do. At one point it looks like thog was going to use violence to settle the chain of command here, and in theory he was the commander in charge but there was some lietunant general among the imperial guard that claimed he was better suited for commanding. Thog had simply told him that he could control his imperial guard if he tought he would do a better job but that the dreadnough remained under his command for the time beeing. And the slann would still remain under his protection and was NOT to be touched by any imperial guard scientist for research. And it was obvious that the imperial "general" didnt think more of Thog than visa versa. "How are we going with recharging the thrusters? Are the tracks repaired yet? Any contact made with the fang?" "The thrusters have been recharged, and the tracks are repaired, but the best news is that grimnar himself is coming, but how long it is untill they get here is unknown," Hah grimar Thog tought for himself, that will show that cocky imperial commander who's in charge here. He did however wait with informing the anchient since it was still unknown if the great wolf would get here in time, he would however let the anchient know tomorow, at the moment they had to establish a base and secure perimeter properly.
(OOC: now it is up to you whenever you want the space wolf fleet to arrive or not.)
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Post by Zrascak on Jun 6, 2009 16:46:22 GMT
"Don't come a step closer if you don't want to die." Zracsak says to the guardsmen scientists that is trying to come close enough to hit him with a tranquilizer needle. "If you try to come closer i will see it as an act of heresy and act accordingly." Zracsak says as he draws out his gun Reaper and aims at the closest scientist.
(OOC: The order hasn't come out everywhere yet so the scientists don't know that they are not allowed to touch him.)
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Post by w00teldar on Jun 6, 2009 18:22:04 GMT
Din walked after the Dreadnought and said "How did you die, i was killed by a space marine terminator that you humans call Grey Knights".
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