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Post by barkblast334 on Jul 14, 2009 15:36:14 GMT
On the fiery rock known as Zanovar, moon to the planet Tesla Prime, the Raven Guard ready themselves for war. The Tau, for reasons unknown, prepare a base on the dark side of the planet, and the Ork inhabitants arent too happy about any of these incursions.
Zanovar, a lava-world, also happens to be a death-world of the worst kind. The Hellion, a gigantic indigenous Zanovarrian creature made of magma and fire, prowls the landscape, tracking by vibrations and sound and burying beneath the stone to sneak up on their prey. There is a saying: "If you feel a rumble in the ground, hold perfectly still. One sound will bring the Hellion."
You can be any race you want, but we need Orks & Space Marines, and Tau, first.
Character profile: Name: Race: Unit-type: weapons: equipment: personality: other:
You must post at least a paragraph, please no arguing and please try to post at least once every three days. Ty.
ill start.
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Post by w00teldar on Jul 14, 2009 18:30:16 GMT
Name: Nilus Shaiden Race: Space Marines Unit type: Captain Weapons: 2 lightning claws, melta bomb, and a thunder hammer that he carries on his back. Equipment: Artificer Armor, (he also can move so fast that it is impossible for the eye to see) Personality: Calm and controlled, youngest captain in the history of the space marines.
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Post by barkblast334 on Jul 15, 2009 4:51:04 GMT
Name: Gordakk One-Eye Race: Ork Unit-type: Nob weapons: Two Klaws, Shoulder mounted flamer. equipment: A couple of Krak grenades. personality: Quick to anger and un-trustworthy. other: Wears an eyepatch over his left eye, the only downside of great experience of imperial battle tactics. Has a black ponytail. Especially kunnin'.
Gordakk looked around, trying to spot any enemy emplacements. There! He spotted one of the Raven Guard, crawling over the ridge, being just as cautious---amendment: really cautious (this is an ork's reckoning)---as him. He stood up, jumping for joy. Then he realized he was wide open for enemy fire. He dropped back to the ground. This was now a waiting game.
OOC: Just as the orcs are none too happy about the planet being attacked, neither am I too happy about you being able to move as fast as the eye can see. please modify, to something like, almost as fast. you have to be kinda fair. I mean, I'm not taking mega-armour and shoulder mounted combi-deffcannon-megablastas and power klaws and big shootas and a big choppa, am I? so just modify it a little. keep it, just modify. it does give you a little character.
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Post by w00teldar on Jul 15, 2009 18:29:07 GMT
(Im using that as the substitute for a teleporter pack)
Nilus continued to walk behind nearby a rock when the ground started moving, Nilus drew his thunder hammer and stood still, waiting for any sign of movement. there was none so he continued to try and get to the tau base.
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Post by barkblast334 on Jul 16, 2009 11:29:51 GMT
OOC: Hmm. Then just try not to use it too much, kk? i don't mind, that way. If you'd like to argue otherwise, I'd be happy to listen. Also, I don't think your guy is much chop if he can't see an ork standing up, outlined against the horizon. That's just....sad. Gordakk noticed that the Raven Guard space marine seemed not to see him, so he shadowed him, sticking behind hills and such, to see where he was headed. He almost blundered into a Fire Warrior squad, also tailing the marine. He then had to be extra careful, as he had to tail TWO groups of hardened warriors. All in all though, he was pretty much set. All he had to do, or so he reckoned, was to wait for reinforcements to arrive. He didn't think that he would stand much chance against 13 or so fire warriors and a space marine, so he was game enough to wait them out.
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Post by w00teldar on Jul 16, 2009 15:29:45 GMT
(He knows that they are there, he is waiting for the time to strike)
Nilus continued to lead the Fire Warriors and Ork that trailed him in to a nearby forest and through it into a clearing. The hidden Devastator squad fired their Heavy Bolters at the Fire Warriors while Nilus grabbed his thunder hammer and appearedd behind the Ork. He swung down at the Ork's skull, but it dodged out of the way. Nilus put the hammer across his back and unsheathed his lightning claws, defending himself as the Ork ran at him. a Flamer activated and Nilus was forced tofall back to his Devastators. The Space Marines fell back to their Base Camp.....
(it would take alot to get inside of here. Also was that too much overpowering, if it was i will tone it down in future posts)
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Post by xelmana on Jul 16, 2009 20:24:14 GMT
Name: Hades Race: Catachan Devil Unit-type: N/A weapons: 3x Scything talons 1x Crushing claws equipment: Extended Carapace, Acid Maw, Enhanced Senses, Scythe Tail, Reinforced Chitin, Thornback, etc. personality: No Remors, Regret, Mercy, Animalistic
(i'll be in soon... when the time is right... *evil laugh*)
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Post by lictoralpha on Jul 16, 2009 22:58:54 GMT
Name: Shas'Ui Vior'la Vaktar Race: Tau Fire Caste Unit type: Fire Warriors Equipment: Pulse Carbines, Markerlight, Photon Grenades Squad size: 7 other warriors and 2 Gun Drones
Vaktar stood in the darkened briefing room, watching the holo in the midde. It showed a large best of some kind, it seemed to be made from fire, the local wildlife was indeed higly voracious. The holo switched to a verry heavily armoured figure, a feeling of dread passed through him, he recognised the warrior as one of those that wholehartedly took too the stars at the forefront of humanitie's campaingn of galactic genocide. They were also verry good at it, armed with the Imperium's finest arms and armour. Now he would face them for real. The Aun strode foreward "I know there are those amngst you that have heard tales of these babaric warriors, yet have never faced them, know that they are anthema to all the Grater Good, they will not listen to reason, nor will they make the slightest attempt for peace, I know that the stories are of fearful monsters, killing all in their path, but you, my warriors, have one thing that these barbarians do not. Honour, it is what drives the Fire Caste. These ruthless killers have no respect for life and so are beset by all around them! Look to out comrades, the Kroot and the Vespid, and the others, we are all united in the service of the Grater Good, on the way to a better galaky for all, while Humanity is trapped in a downwards spiral of death. Your dedication to the Grater Good, your determination not to allow the Galaxy to be ruined for one Race's inabilaty to accept anything not of their own, will you victory." A cheer went up from all assembled The Shas'O stepped forward "Now then, as to the means to stop these foes, pulse weapons, as ever, are quite eliable, although these warrior's armour will stop many of the shots directed against them. Rail Rifles have proven quite effective, due to their armour piercing abilities. Photon Grenades will be usles, due to their helms. Concentrate fire and watch for return fire, for they react swiftly to threats. A more detailed briefibng will be issiued when we become awere of the enemie's locations. Get to the Orcas and deploy.
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Post by Father Nurgle on Jul 17, 2009 0:11:10 GMT
Name: Pylon Race: Daemon Unit type: Daemon Prince (Tzeentch) Weapons: BlissGiver (spells) Bolt of Tzeentch, WarpFire, Soul Devourer, Breath of chaos, Boon of Mutation, Daemonic Gaze Equipment:Wings Personality: Arrogant (with good cause) Intelligent, Good aim. Other:Knows a lot from The oracle and can tell lies from truth...
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Post by barkblast334 on Jul 17, 2009 5:57:20 GMT
Gordakk, being 'kunnin'', knew when to fall back and when to keep fighting. Now was the time to fall back. He was up against overwhelming odds, and he couldn't fight this many guns. The Tau squad had been decimated, and Gordakk had no squad in the first place.
"Ya stoopid 'umie! Come out an' fight like a real 'umie!"
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Post by w00teldar on Jul 17, 2009 18:08:58 GMT
Nilus was cooridinating his next assault, waiting for any other imperial forces.
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Post by lictoralpha on Jul 17, 2009 22:03:41 GMT
Vaktar piled into the Orca with his squad, and three others, along with Shas'Vere Goldar's Crisis team. "We will be deploying in a forest to cover our advance, the enemy's location is unkown so the forest might already be inhabited" said the Vere to the assembled warriors. They readied their weapons. "Deployment in ten seconds" warned the pilot. With a now familiar feeling in his guts, the Orca deployed. Barracuda squadrons cleared away the enemy fighters, making way for the orca landers. The orcas made for a forest.
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Post by barkblast334 on Jul 18, 2009 1:11:06 GMT
One of the Orcas fell in flames, crashing into several Barracudas on it's way down. Vaktar's cruiser hit slight turbulence and skillfully managed to avoid most of the fire.
OOC: I kinda assume you were flying low for deployment?
Gordakk laughed, taking one of the heavier-looking weapons from the Tau bodies and blasting down their own ships with it. He laughed again, taking joy in this destruction.
"Name: Hades Race: Catachan Devil Unit-type: N/A weapons: 3x Scything talons 1x Crushing claws equipment: Extended Carapace, Acid Maw, Enhanced Senses, Scythe Tail, Reinforced Chitin, Thornback, etc. personality: N/A"
Good idea but personality is a must, even if just Animalistic.
"large best of some kind, it seemed to be made from fire"
that's the hellion right? it's like a giant worm, with a ring of large scythe-like teeth around the 'lips' of it's mouth.
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Post by Eatalot on Jul 18, 2009 4:13:32 GMT
Name: Derful Uther Race: Space Marines Unit-type: Tactical Squad Member weapons: Bolter ( Derful has used this same bolter ever since he was inducted into the Raven Guard and it has been notched for every noteworthy kill he has made using it. He is a skilled marksmen with it, but he wont pick the wings of a fly from fifty paces.) equipment: Power Armor personality: A Pestemist to the core Derful will see the downside of any situation, the only thing that keeps him going is his complete devotion to the emperor. other: Derful suffered a burn on the right side of his face from a Hellion that has left his right eye in ruin. (he refuses to have a bionic) this means that he cannot see on his right side. The image of his burnt face tends to have a repulsing affect on allys and enemys alike. He also suffers from superstitions which the chaplains have been unable to remove, the most common of which is to spit whenever anyone says anything he doesnt like, which is most of the time.
Derful felt the crunch of of ash waste under his foot as he continued walking towards a collection of rocks. He had already lost his squad and would most likely be punished the moment he returned to base, but the idiots would probably wander around then return to base.
Derful crouched infront of the clump of rocks before placing both hands on it as he bagan to push it, the old servos of his suit began to groan and hiss before the rock slid from where it was. Deful took a second to catch his breath bfore reaching inside and withdrawing an object which he held in both hands in awe. He had done this many times before but he was always humbled each time he held it. Derful held a small transparent box which contained inside was a rabbits foot gifted to him by his tribe cheif before his induction into the Raven Guard. He kissed the box before placing it back in the hole and sliding the boulder back into place. It moved much easier this time proof of the foots power.
He stood up from the ritual and turned back on his radio to the report of an ambush on the tau. He groaned before setting off at a steady run back to his compound, dimly he thought "So begins another day in hell".
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Post by barkblast334 on Jul 18, 2009 5:21:10 GMT
Gordakk, wandering around after the refusal to duel by the other marine, was disappointed. That soon changed as he spotted a lone marine trying to move a boulder. He clicked on his flamer, a miniature flame appeared at the end of the barrel. Satisfied, he yelled out, "For Gork, and Mork!", a Krak grenade catching the marine mid-step. He charged the downed marine, bursts of flame erupting from his shoulder-mounted Melta.
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