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Post by Father Nurgle on Sept 24, 2009 1:47:42 GMT
Lord only pointed up at the water now flowing freely into the elevator and watched as once more the deff dread was tossed around. Lords lightning field had shocked him free, and realizing there was a survivor in the lake he first shut the elevators emergency hatch, stopping the water flow in. (by this time they were fully submerged) Lord let out a large pulse of his lightning field and watched as the recovering dread went limp from shock. the drains once more cleared the elevator of water and when they finally reached the bottom of the lift Lord spoke. "remove his weapons, he is a machine, just like us, we must convert him to our cause..." Lord ordered the tomb spyders. "Yes my lord..." TS-300 said removing the claws and gun bitz on the dread. "leave him now, until he is conscious, then we speak to him via mind communication by machine..." Lord said walking into the tombs with his allies to revive another world...
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Post by sgtpenguin on Sept 24, 2009 2:34:57 GMT
Glaring down at the new lake,he glanced around for any enemies. Seeing that none were near him, he decided that retreating to get some more boyz was a very good idea, and began walking back towards the nearest orky base, a good few kilometres away. "Need ta find a doc." he muttered, watching for any enemies that might try ta sneak up on him. "And den I gonna go get whoeva made da big wave. Afta fish face."
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Post by barkblast334 on Sept 24, 2009 2:55:27 GMT
"What da hell yoo talkin' 'bout?! I ain't no machine!", said the Deff Dread, but the sound came from inside instead of out of the loudspeakers, and was somewhat muted.
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Post by Father Nurgle on Sept 25, 2009 1:52:49 GMT
a voice came from the catacombs. "don't deny the fact that you have replaced you self with machine. only thing you need now is to serve our gods. the ones who are the masters of the machines, death, insanity, and deceit..."
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Post by barkblast334 on Sept 25, 2009 5:13:26 GMT
"Oi! I may be wired in, but I is still flesh and gutz! And I gonna open you up like a tin-can, ya dead-metal boy!", the Deff Dread shouted on the loudspeakers, power restored. It rushed forwards, smashed one of the crypt spiders into a wall, severely denting it's armour. It then kicked at Lord, throwing him backwards as well."
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Post by Zrascak on Sept 25, 2009 8:46:55 GMT
Zrascak had jumped into the water as soon as it was safe enough and now he swam around underwater. He found the entrance to the necrons catacombs and knocked, hard.
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Post by Father Nurgle on Sept 25, 2009 11:10:51 GMT
"let these trespassers have the fate of the scarabs..." Lord said standing back up. "please..." TS-300 said recovering from the blow. both tomb spyders and lord were surrounded by a black cloud. little scuttling scarabs kept coming from the walls. they had become a tidal wave of scarabs. the swarm approached the deff dread and it vanished under the swarm (idk how u will make it other than leaving) the swarm the scratched and carried the dread and went up to the exit heavy beating was at the entrance door and when it opened the scarabs pushed through the water, carrying zrascak with it and tossed them high into the sky towards the edge of the canyon. the scarab cloud withdrew back into the catacomb entrance and sealed up any cracks with their own bodies...
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Post by Zrascak on Sept 25, 2009 12:15:48 GMT
"Stupid bugs, too bad I don't have that virus with me, that worked the necrons up pretty good last time i used it." Zrascak said as he landed on his feet on high ground enxt to the chocked grey knights.
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Post by Father Nurgle on Sept 29, 2009 11:05:38 GMT
(ok, lets fix that)
Lord started to go around the catacombs, putting the resurrection orb inside each door. all the doors he did this with flashed green and opened. slowly warriors walked out and started talking up positions at the entrances to begin their killing. Lord watched as those warriors smashed about by the planets tectonic plates were repaired by builder scarabs and tomb spyders. After finding many warrior doors Lord came across the immortal doors, and the destroyers door. wraith wings and flayed ones. Lord then came across an empty door that had a table that gave him old memories of becoming a necron. a pariah... Lord shook himself out of it and once more started to look for the monolith chambers...
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Post by sgtpenguin on Sept 29, 2009 19:34:50 GMT
Lazzrot slowed from his run as he entered the ork camp, ignoring the shouts of anger, various gunfire, and grots flying through the air. He went towards a large building first, kicking a few grots out of his way. He reached the building and headed inside, ignoring the giant metal sign that had "Da dokz plaacee" in barely recognizable red paint. He came out a few minutes later, a new arm replacing his old one, though it was slightly too big for him. He was also missing many of his teeth.
He headed towards a new, smaller building, reading the sign "Throatslittaz plac: KEP OUT" written in the same red paint. He pushed open the makeshift door, made out of a tire, and a few other pieces of junk. He stepped over the booby trap that he had set, then moved towards the corner of the building, entering a room and glaring at the four orks inside, three of which were having a headbutting contest while the other was cleaning his custom shoota. "Hey! You dumb gitz!" He yelled, watching as the four turned to look at him.
"Ya'll are comin' with me. Ah found a good bit of enemies, and were goin' over there to knock em up." He yelled, then turned to look at one of the head butting orks who had raised his hand."Uh... Boss... Da four of us? Were da otha boyz?" Leaning over and smacking the boy upside the head, he turned and started walking towards another door. " We iz it! You dumb git... Da space mah-rinez got da other boyz. So now, we goin' back ta get em. Fast. " Grinning, he opened the door, revealing a small wartrukk, just large enough to fit six boyz. Unless you did it the orky way, and crammed them all into every available nook and cranny. Then it could fit sixteen.
A grot appeared near the top hatch, glaring down at them. "What iz it?" He squeaked. Throatslitta chuckled, moving towards the front seat and climbing in, motioning the other boyz to do likewise." Wes goin' ta fight, Snigrit, and youza goin' with us. You finish with da repairs from dat wall we crashed into earlier?" The grot muttered something incoherent, and then climbed down from the trukk. " Ya, I got it fixed up. Lemme get mah stuff.. " The grot ran from the room, while the of the orks entered and climbed aboard, one of them asking " Boss, why don't we do it the sneaky way? Dat way, we can get em before dey even notice us!" Lazzrot shook his head. " Because, I wanna get to da fight as fast as possible.. " Shrugging, the other orks took positions, while the grot scurried back in, carrying a pack overladen with junk. Reaching down, Lazzrot hoisted the grot into the seat next to him, before yanking a lever. There was a loud "BOOM!" before the engine came on, and Throatslitta slammed on the pedal.
"Uh.. Boss... We ain't go no-AHH!" The grot squealed and ducked as the truck went through the wall, careening out into a group of orks before flying down the street, running over any ork that didn't get outta the way. The grot peered up over the dashboard, shaking his head. "...door..." He muttered, while the rest of the orks hung on as the vehicle flew out of the ork base, flying across the sands towards the new lake. Throatslitta grinned. " Time for sum' fightin'."
(OOC: Eh... I type waaaay too long posts. But I can't help it."
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Post by Father Nurgle on Sept 29, 2009 21:05:59 GMT
(thats fine, i waiting now 4 the others to respond so i can make a funn entrance.  dont worry, you can stop me when we walk outta our chambers) |
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Post by Zrascak on Sept 30, 2009 13:27:08 GMT
OOC: Now i will just stop caring about the grey knights, he seems to have left us.
Zrascak hears a sound as he is carefully and stealthily climbing down the cliffside to reach tehw ater.
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Post by generalcross on Sept 30, 2009 21:10:06 GMT
Several hundred kilometers away, a massive wraithbone gate crackled with arcane energy. Reaching its climax, the webway gate spluttered into life and from it poured out the Eldar forces. Riding the Falcon Command tank, Autarch Ethernal observed the array of destructive potential at his command and smiled to himself. This world would be cleansed swiftly. In a few sharp tones, he barked his orders into the commlink and the Eldar began to move out in cohesive sincronisation...
At the back of the convoy, a lone Wave Serpent crept along, like a dog dragging it's tail. Inside, Sajem Warpweaver was brooding over his predicament. His failure to locate the tomb complex and subsequent shameful performance in combat had resolved in him being removed from the reconaissance operatuions for the remainder of the war. What was even more frustrating, was that his findings had been rendered "inconclusive" in terms of having a force of sufficient magnitude investigate. Sajem had to get evidence for the necrontyr threat or else the Eldar would be overwhelmed by both the Orks and the Necrons.
Ethernal snapped round as the rearmost Wave Serpent shuddered and fell into the sand. If it had been moving at combat speed the damage might have surpassed superficial. "Wave Serpent WS 1, status report!" He yell into the commlink.
"Reporting in. WAve Serpent is unharmed and passengers are safe. However, Exarch Warpweaver must have used his Warp pack and temporarilly disabled our engines. We have no tracking on where he is."
"Damn Exarch, he'll pay for this with his life." muttered Ethernal...
OCC: On my way now =P
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Post by Father Nurgle on Sept 30, 2009 21:48:28 GMT
"Awaken! my brothers! i give you awakening! take it!" Lord said through comms as he finished another lords chamber. "TS-300 status on the flayed ones?" Lord asked. "Going fairly well, they report to me that there are eldar forces arriving, unsuspecting to our awakening. I have ordered them to engage only in the pathfinders and rangers as they are quick and easy to dispatch without an alert raised." TS-300 responded via link. "Yes my lord, i have rallied with the other tomb spyders, we are repairing damaged monoliths and getting energy cores set up. Progress is going well..." TS-589 said scientifically. "good, we will get this world only up to resurrected state. once we get a monolith ready to depart, we go off on it to the next world. understood?" Lord said, obviously not wanting to fight a war. "Yes master." TS-300 and TS-489 said in unison...
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Post by sgtpenguin on Sept 30, 2009 22:12:02 GMT
Lazzrot grinned as the wind rushed by, speeding across the sands at over 100 mph. He was glad he had Snigrit paint it red just before he left with the kommandos. It went really fast now. He was almost halfway to the lake before he pushed a giant red button that had the words "TURBO BOOSTA" hastily scrawled onto them. There was no change for a moment or two, before there was a KABOOM, and several pieces of metal junk fell off the back as the wartrukk accelerated even more. All of the orks were cheering him to go "FASTA FASTA", except for the grot, who was clinging to Lazzrot's leg as hard as he could.
Snigrot looked over the dashboard for a moment, and then ducked back down. The trukk started smoking and spluttering even more, and Lazzrot slowly lifted his foot off the pedal, slowing the trukk to a reasonable speed of 60 mph. It was a testament to the orks strength that he was able to hold on to the unwieldy truck while flying over the sand dunes.
As he got closer to the lake, he slowed down even more, finally stopping a mere twenty feet from the edge of the lake. He leapt off, shaking the scared grot off his leg, and walked to the edge of the lake. The rest of the orks followed. Lazzrot stared down at the water before one of the boys asked "Um... Boss? How iz we gettin' to da bottom?" Lazzrot paused for a moment, scratching his head. "Uh... Well... We coulda..Lemme think." He muttered, moving back to the trukk and sitting in the drivers seat, muttering to himself. "I shoulda thought of that."
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dont worry, you can stop me when we walk outta our chambers)
