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Post by timelord911 on Apr 2, 2009 19:42:13 GMT
Defense of Dimentius Maximus Whether it was the chaos gods, or the god emperor himself, fighters, heroes, malevolant tyrants, misfits, cog-boys, champions, librarians, warbosses, all manner of race and niche were attached too Dimentius Prime, through fate, or clumsy bad luck. This planet of many landscapes is under the eye of the hive mind as its next target. The characters must rally and fight the hive or fall and perish on there own. There is no way off the planet no hope of communication. no fallback. Fight or die, for in the grim darkness of the far future there is only war. Create your character. Name: Damian, The Pleasurable Unit Type: Terminator Lord (Slaanesh) Race: Banished Chaos Space Marine Weapons: Blissgiver (writhing living daemon whip), Power Rapier, Doom Siren, Holstered compact Bolt pistol on left leg. Personality: Sadistic, Extraordinarily attractive, some of his companions claimed he has had many a pleasurable night with eldar wychs, his real pleasure is the sheer lust for combat and his lightning fast speed and strategies are most breathtaking too behold. Believes he can corrupt the emperor. treats others with respect which is rather odd for a chaos space marine. Other: Banished for so called heretical plans against the gods, his legion was wiped out by the combined forces of 2 armies, who claimed he was simply trying too rejoin the empire, so he was cast off into space in a battered decommissioned drop pod. Any race any class, lets have fun.  |
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Post by Interogator on Apr 3, 2009 5:41:32 GMT
OK,I'll try this.
Name:Grashnak
Race:ork mek
Weapons:big wrench(a power weapon),skorcha,custom force field,sluga
Specialties:a mek,has a team of 8 gretchin with grootblastas(or something like that)
Other:Grashnak and his "team" crash landed on this planet,somewhere high in the mountains,and now they went exploring and scampering abaut.
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Post by Zemox on Apr 3, 2009 8:15:28 GMT
Name: Unknown (no one knows)
Unit Type: Warp Spider Exarch
Race: Eldar
Weapons: Powerblades and two deathspinners.
Personality: Very Mysterous, no one knows his name, and it is rumored that no one has ever seen his face, what is known however is that he is very silent and the few times he actually says something then it is blabbering about the warp and what creatures lurks there.
Or when he has something very important to add.
Other: Very skilled and his armor doesnt have a single dent, or any inprefection this is rumored to be because he never fights anything that is able to kill him and is carefull to pick his fights, or because no one ever gets the chance to damage his armor.
He is also no longer allied with anyone, he fights for survival and probably have a very good reason to be here.
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Post by timelord911 on Apr 3, 2009 16:44:35 GMT
We will start and add people as they join i will update everyday.
Damian rolls from his drop pod into a defensive position, drawing his power sword, his Blissgiver tasted the air swiping in complex arcs, the temperature was freezing, clearly he was in the mountains of the region.
As he departed from his landing site he took a quick glance towards his drop pod....
"i vow to the Prince of Pleasure too start a new legion and crush those that have brought me too this backwater planet"
Something scurried behind the pod up that rock? no it must have been the snow but it looked so real i have too keep my eyes open.
And so he trudged forward through snow hoping too see any sign of civilization....
little did he know he was being watched from the shadows by something with wide ebony eyes.
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Post by Interogator on Apr 3, 2009 18:21:43 GMT
As,Grashnak and his team were scampering the area,they saw a blaze somewhere,in fact Gor saw it(the stupid gretchin)."Ey boss,there's something overthere" ,said Gor and pointed his finger somewhere in the distance.There was a fade blaze over there."Let's get over there" ,said Grashnak,"it might be something useful."
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Post by Zemox on Apr 4, 2009 11:32:43 GMT
The Warp Spider comes out of warp space to take a look around, he can see a Chaos Space marine and some greenskins but that is pretty much it, but there is something else around aswell, the Spider just walks forward pretending he knows nothing of its presence, as he can sense his follower is getting braver, like a lightning he enters warp space and reapears looking the other way with both deathspinners blazing towards where he sensed the creature was.
As the snow clears he cant see anything apart from some purple liquid in the snow, the Spider was sure it was blood, but couldn't confirm it.
He then realizes he got the marine behind him, quickly activating the jump pack he teleports ontop of a high stone just behind the marine, deathspinners pointed.....
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Post by Fungus A on Apr 4, 2009 15:31:51 GMT
Name: khenisaku
Race: Terminator Lord - Beast Hunter.
Weapons: Twin power fists, Lance of Hydra, Mirror shield of Gorgon. Hyde of bloodthirster. Horns of minotaur.
Specialties: Specifically burnt into his psyche, he has a pure hatred of tyranids. He has brutal strength, has advanced knowledge of where to hit tyranids to give them the most agonising death possible and has almost impassable armour. He also has a retinue of terminator beast lords, equipped with power lances and storm shields.
Personality: Unknown mainly, he speaks very rarely, mainly being warcries sounding like "Cleanse the scum!".
Other: The entire retinue and lord has the skills to kill tyranids from experience after a perticularly horrible past occurance with them. He has an armour of Malanthrope bone, a cloak made of gargoyle wing skin and the top part made of ripper claws, his lance is made from a carved hive tyrant claw. His shield is made from tyrand carapace, all tokens of his bitter hatred. The rest of his retinue have armour of much the same.
((Hope this takes off well))
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Post by Fungus A on Apr 4, 2009 15:43:17 GMT
The lord and his retinue stood, silent and motionless, like statues of bone and blood. "Brothers, the plague is upon us." every single warrior in the squad raised thier lances in the air and chanted in a whisper, some kind of prayer. 7 lances including the lords own bobbed along the horizon, the snow crunched beneath thier heavy feet. A large brood of genestealers charged over the horizon, frenzied with the smell of blood, seemingly running from large monsters of green, of purple and one of orange. The brood immediatly turned thier sights tothe retinue, who stood still once more, the bold colours of red and blue wavering with the blizzard that whipped up around thier feet. "Cleanse them" the warriors charged into the mass of purple and white genestealers, a spray of purple and red blood painted the snow...
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Post by Interogator on Apr 4, 2009 18:16:00 GMT
The greenskins were gazing the heavy snow,as a brood of spine gaunts closed in on them from behind,bursting from the snow.Kirk was just observant enough to notice them before they hit them hard.Grashnak turned,firing his skorcha and pouring promethium into the gaunts,but Kirk and Serk were nailed to the ground by the sheer mass of the spikes.Grashnak swung his wrench in a deadly arc,and killing 6 gauts,spikes hitting him a moment later and sent the wrench flying,as Grashnak let go because of the pain.With a mighty roar he pulled out his sluga and started shooting and bashing at the gaunts,as two more gretchin fell to the spikes,other firing into the sheer mass of the creatures.
"If we die,we die fightin'," roars Grashnak, "chop m' good,runts."
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Post by Zemox on Apr 4, 2009 22:37:48 GMT
The spider saw the greenskin being attacked by a mass of gaunts and at first he was unsure if he was going to help out or not, untill he decided that he would need all the help he could get. With a flash of light he was gone and reapeared beside the skirmish that was taking place, the angle spesificly picked so he would not hit the orks.
Aimed and let loose with his deathspinners.....
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Post by Fungus A on Apr 5, 2009 13:51:19 GMT
His men battered ever so slightly, his main guard, Behemoth was unsettled, one of his guards had a huge gash across his neck, blood was spurting from it at a fast pace. Khenisaku pulled his men up from the mound of bodies, he spat on the body of the broodlord and ordered them to build shelter. Behemoth stopped to tear a large lump of broodlord carapace and wedged it in between his forearm and wrist, he then used a huge bolt pistol with a drill attachment and fixed the carapace in place. "Lord, one of your men needs immediate attention." He turned to the wounded guard, then around at his men, none of them had any form of medical equipment. "We seek out medical attention, brothers, a trio of you will take the wounded guard back, the other 2 stay with me." he turned to face the mass of tyranids that was brewing. "rapture is upon us brothers, we are but children to the plague."
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Post by Interogator on Apr 5, 2009 14:55:05 GMT
As the attackers were obliterated all around him,Grashnak relies his runts,and leads a counter-attack.Shooting the brain out of one and crushing another's skull,Grashnak roars in triumph as the last gaunt is nailed to the ground by the alien that helped them out.Grashank turns to meet the newcomer: "Er,thanks for that,you ain't humie,aren't ya?"
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Post by Lewis C. on Apr 5, 2009 19:33:19 GMT
Name: Guiat
Unit Type: Hunter of Kronus
Race: Nid Hunters
Weapons: Master Spear, Plasma Pistol, Cloak of kronus, Bionic Eye, Unforgivable Shield.
Speciality: Wielding the spear like a elegant being, Guiat is a master of the spear. He uses the Cloak of kronus to its full extent to protect himself or kill others. He knows every pressure point in anythings body due to a bionic eye wielded into his skull whcih processes the target in minutes, it is also able to concentrate the light and fire a beam.
Personality: Ruthless, Unforgiving, generally a traitorous swine, this are still a little bit clouded as nobody knows his past.
Bio: ||.//-Data Log-Not Found-\\.||
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Post by Lewis C. on Apr 5, 2009 19:42:04 GMT
The black mass of the unforgivable shield swirled through the dust towards a pile of Genestealers and a single broodlord, Guiat breathed heavily behind his 2 inch mask. His hand gripped a spear lightly but his shield, he gripped it as tight as he could due to its high psychic field. He was heading for the Nid Hunters base as he could see tents in his regiments colours and design, as he got closer a ravener burst up out of the ground flinging a scything talon at him. Lifting his shield up in defense the psychic power of the sheild forced the ravener a foot above the ground, as the xenos flailed he shoved the sleek spear into its body, black ichor staining the ground. Ripping the back carapace off of the ravener he bolted the armour to his shoulder pad, attaching the crest to his knee cap. He reached the base and made a bee-line straight for the Beast master lord, khenisaku. He stood silently next to khenisaku, gave a small nod then started to help set up the basecamp.
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Post by Zemox on Apr 6, 2009 3:56:41 GMT
"No, Grashnak" the spider says calmly, "i am not, but i do sense that a powerfull beeing about 1000meters to the west will be needing our help soon, follow me to the fight"
He says and start warp jumping westwards, waiting for the orks to catch up between each jump.
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