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Post by hobo92 on Jul 20, 2009 17:21:09 GMT
In the secluded system of Ascalaria the backlash of the Tyranid hive fleet Kryxor still lurk waiting for unwitting civilians to move off the beaten track and be devoured. The Inquisition have ordered for a band of heroes to journey to these unknown locations and destroy the remnants of this xenos scum.
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Post by hobo92 on Jul 20, 2009 17:30:39 GMT
Name:Pontius Quint
Job:Imperial Guardsman
Weapons: Lasgun, Knife, Laspistol, Frag grenades, Autopistol
Armour: Flak armour, helmet
Skills: Climber, Knife fighter, Hard as nails
Age: 29
Details: Born on Ascalaria V, Pontius grew as a big kid amongst the others. He was slow at sums and english but excelled in physical sport and as he grew managed to get noticed by his father as a promising military recruit. At the age of 20 he joined the Planetary Defence Force and has progressed through the ranks to the rank of sergeant. Recently demoted due to getting drunk, stealing an officer's jeep and then crashing into a brothel, Pontius (or Pont) has been assigned to clear up this mess as punishment (with slight hope that he won't return).
Please make character sheets like this.
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Post by Zrascak on Jul 20, 2009 18:19:30 GMT
Name:Zrascak
Job:Hired by an inquisitor lord to help.
Weapons: Railgun sniper, dual bolter pistols, dual black hand and a half powerswords.
Armour: Power armoue that is crossing by eldar dark eldar and marine.
Skills: Psychic powers for interrogation and enemy sensing, swordsmaster, sniper, quickdrawer, half slann which means huge technological knowledge.
Age: ?
Details:One time a human in the guard but lost in action and landing on a planet where he was injured and taken care of by an old slann from the second spawning that was the last one and had survived in secret. Has his own faction but has been hired by an inquisitor lord that he knows somehow.
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Post by hobo92 on Jul 20, 2009 18:32:03 GMT
good need a few more people though
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Post by hobo92 on Jul 20, 2009 18:33:12 GMT
sorry i forgot to add race, what race are you?
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Post by w00teldar on Jul 20, 2009 19:48:30 GMT
Name: Kais Forren
Race: Renegade Battle Sister
Weapons: Plasma Pistol that doesn't overheat, Power Sword.
Armor: Power Armor, Eldar Force Shield.
Skills: Persuasion, Close Combat.
Age: 24
Details: Leader of a Multi-Race rebellion, left her order when her canoness tried to kill her.
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Post by Zrascak on Jul 20, 2009 20:27:49 GMT
Half Slann half human
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Post by barkblast334 on Jul 21, 2009 12:42:07 GMT
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.
Veteran of the Delorien VI war. Will stand by Zrascak for eternity, as he considers him his 'true' blood-brother (tyranid in essence, but applies to Zrascak by Pred's judgement)
Dull thuds were heard inside the dropship, followed by chitinous fleshy hooks sprouting rapidly from the floor of the dropship. Zrascak walked in, appearing in his mysterious way, and soon after the thumping noises disappeared, only to reappear on the roof. They sounded like hooves.
Following shortly after entering atmospheric descent, the hatch flew open, whipping wind all through the cabin. A monstrous form dropped in...
All inside the ship, save one, brought their guns to bear on the creature. All were puzzled, save one, at why it had not tried to kill them yet.
All were surprised, save one, when it spoke...
"You, me, we not so different." It turned, sniffing for some unseen foe. "False-brothers here. Many, many-big many-small many-many. Not we beat them. Not here, not time-here-now. Need friends. I not need, I have true-brother blood-brother."
Predator moved to place himself beside Zrascak, waiting for the jump call and being disappointed when the straps didn't fit him. It put a talon on Zrascak's shoulder too fast for the others to like, resting it there and smiling deviously at the marines arrayed in the ship. One of the marines (Pontius Quint, persay) leapt up and put a laspistol to Predators forehead.
He lowered it, finding a massive blade resting on his arm.
"Too many do that now-time-day-many, blood-brother Zrascak. Too many."
"Prepare to jump, soldiers!"
"You hear man. Soldier-brothers," he quickly made an amendment for Kais Forren, a battle-sister, "and sisters too, we jump now. We jump!"
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Post by hobo92 on Jul 21, 2009 12:54:45 GMT
good.
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Alarm bells begin to ring on the Imperial cruise "Night Diamond" as itbegan it's descent into the Ascalarian atmosphere. It's retro thrusters engaged and it came in for a landing. When all was well the front hatch opened and our four heroes walked out onto the loamy soil. They were given briefing times and told they could do as they pleased for half an hour...
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Post by barkblast334 on Jul 21, 2009 13:09:17 GMT
Predator walked over to Pontius, clearly annoyed. He tapped him on the shoulder, he spun round, sneering. Predator threw him bodily, leaping after him with a devil's snarl and deathspitter raised high. He stopped, leaning over him, the barrel of the flesh-weapon too close for Pontius' liking. Then, instead of a barrel, a hand extended.
Picking himself up and dusting himself off, Pontius demanded, "What the hell was that for, you stupid 'nid! You dumb bug, we're meant to be on a team!"
He found himself flat on the ground, pinned by a hungry monster. "DO YOU KNOW WHAT THEY DID TO ME?", Predator boomed, snarling in rage.
OOC: I forgot to mention that Pred here hates the guts of any Imperial Guardsman, for aforementioned reasons.
"They cut me from my soul, from all-embrace-encompass I ever...feel-words-for...you and your stench-smell-strong knives! I would kill you now...if not for a certain...presence...", Predator straightened and looked back at Zrascak, stepping off the poor corporal (am I right, coz you were a sergeant and you were demoted?).
Pontius was covered in alien saliva and the remnants of Predator's fury. He decided to get away from the scene before anything else happened to him.
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Post by hobo92 on Jul 21, 2009 13:13:57 GMT
"yeah well, for what they did to me i'm not to happy with the glory boys, so how 'bout we call it quits?" saying this Pont extended his right hand.
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Post by Zrascak on Jul 21, 2009 14:03:02 GMT
"Predator I am sorry but i did not know that there would be guardsmen on this mission, otherwise i would not have taken it." Zrascak said as he started toying with a mean looking knife. "Oh yeah right, before i forget. Quint, you are the only one here that has never met me before, I am half Slann and therefore i have great technoligcal knowledge so if i say that something is a bomb, then run. I have been on missions with guardsmen before and there have been more than one time people have died because they did something wrong, I am mor adept at technology than any eldar or adeptus mechanicus priest. If i tell you to duck when i have a wepaon in my hand or we are in a battle then duck because these two guns are not ordinary bolter pistols, I use them with modified hellfire rounds." he said as he drew one of his pistols and fired a shot at a nearby rock. As the round hit the rock it acted like a normal bolter round and stuck in the rock for a second before it exploded and made a hole in the ground. "That was the rounds I have instead of normal bolter rounds, they are about as strong as hellfire rounds. The other ones is ten times stronger than that and it hurts like hell if you stand too close."
OOC: Yay a tyranid bodyguard/friend/ally. Also i will not use the strong rounds much because they are simply too dangerous.
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Post by hobo92 on Jul 21, 2009 15:08:47 GMT
"I gotcha" said Pontius, checking the ammo in his autopistol. As he did so a lone, robed figure approached the group. He stopped near them and said "I am Tech-priest Salvo. I am here to greet you and show you to the briefing rooms. If you would follow me." With that Salvo strolled on absently, waiting for you to follow.
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Post by hobo92 on Jul 21, 2009 15:11:55 GMT
Salvo stopped suddenly as a high pitched whine came from within his robes. He looked down, pulled out a small device, obscured from view. Then, as the noise stopped turned to adress the xenos hunters. "I am sorry, you are urgently needed at the chambers. You must follow me"
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Post by w00teldar on Jul 21, 2009 15:35:48 GMT
Kais turned to Zrascak and said "now i really didn't expect to see you here, Zrascak. you have a habit of doing that.
(oh and barkblast, i was about to put Kais in Delorian IV too)
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