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Post by mina on Jun 1, 2010 5:01:53 GMT
Like a nightmare created by a child the creatures come destroying all in their wake and falling upon the buildings and walls like a wave upon the sand. Mika stairs at the gnashing monsters awed by their majesty for a moment. Then she hears the Sister Superiors call to battle. She has been trained her whole life to answer that call and so she does. She turns away from the endless swarm grabbing the child up in her arms and running like a bat out of hell. She dodges around screaming civilians and narrowly escapes a falling piece of rock hitting her. It seems like hours to her before she is with her squad. She drops the small girl child and assists in the screams to go to transports and evacuate. Then Mika turns to face the onslaught," Give us glory, give us the power to destroy the Emperor's enemies!" the sisters call drawing their weapons and rushing forward to meet the tide. Their weapons humming and firing while their voices call prayers to their God. People die, soldiers fall and the wave doesn't stop. Mika herself has lost count of the creatures she has slain. Then it comes, the personification of evil. The greatest of all Tyranids. The Hive Tyrant looms behind the legions and the only way they live is to kill a distortion of nature. “The Tyrant! Kill it!" she screams as they are slowly backed up.
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Post by salamut2202 on Jun 1, 2010 9:43:38 GMT
like a tide, the newly borns quickly grew, shells hardened at an unbelievable state. they ate the nearest living creature around and seemed to mature. after they ate their fill they looked down the street at the crowd of fanatic and scared people. from the strange cones they held they fired strange worms with shiny black heads. many bounced off my armour but one hit my leg. it seemed to be attacking my very nerves. before it could burrow as they did to the crowed around me, i pulled it out. the ork dna have acquired has served it's purpose against pain but many are not as lucky. the creatures were driving the humans around me mad with the pain of being eaten alive. the swarm launched an assault. i brought my power klaw to bear but meters before they had reached us a sea of flame filed the street in front of me. the creatures were scorched into a putrid miasma, shards of carapace and pools of strong acid. an imperial vehicle mounting a large flame thrower drove from around the corner to the rescue. teams of human soldiers set up heavy weapon entrenchments. they fired plasma a laser canons into the huge creature. it gave birth again, the new brood developed and turned their attention to the soldiers.
i noticed that the mother's wounds, sustained by heavy fire, were healing and re-knitting at an incredible rate. my greed for this gene was overwhelming. taking advantage of the swarm's and their leader's distraction i ran towards the the progenitor. the closer to the regenerating creature the more powerful her offspring became but cared little for me. too late was it's distraction broken as i got close enough to wound it's side with my plasma pistol. it than new i was there. fear overcame my lust for the regenerative ability. too late. i reared up on it's hind legs slowly, giving my time to dive out of the way of it's crushing arch. it reared up again, this time i dived between it's monstrous talons, t's body cm away from crushing me. with my powerclaw i crushed it's head right before rearing up once again. it fell on it's back. i looked around as it's offspring one by one also died as climatically.
i ate greedily from the creatures wound. in the background i faintly heard "...oot just kill the tervigon, that was spe..." but i couldn't concentrate on the events around me. it ate so fast that i ate my fill within 5 dyi (tau minutes). i looked up from my glutony into a breach in the breach in the imperial cities walls. there i saw a female human face off against an enormous creature but with an aura d intelligence. i packed some meat from this, ah, 'tervisomething' and ran to her aid. i don't know why. it was not my quarrel, not my place. cries from similarly armoured females' cred filled the air. WHY HAVE I DONE THIS!
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Post by Esiphas on Jun 1, 2010 16:57:36 GMT
spectuh glanced towards the eldar again. he hadnt wanted to wait, because the gene sneakers were surely near. he loked back at the city, and spotted rough dog, one of his kommando freinds, loading a rokkit into his rokkit launcha. rough dog guestured towards bullweed, another kommando armed with a Burna. Bullweed was pointing down the adjecent street. several fleshbores could be seen flying out of that street. "ah frag it" said spectuh, who was busy drawing his supa slugga. running into a nearby building, spectuh kicked a window open, then aimed towards the corner, waiting.
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Post by Father Nurgle on Jun 1, 2010 22:40:31 GMT
Frurian looked at the poor ork, its low war mongering life is such a pity. but such rage and ferocity can only match that of the tyranids. "why, yes of course ork, we only have one enemy here for right now, that is the tyranids. come, we must find others to our cause of defense! let us rally this broken city!" Frurian ran through the window made by the ork and made his ways through the shadows. staring outside the broken down door, a dead tervigon lay headless and broken, stopping the door from opening fully. "ork, would you mind moving this door with that explosive?" asked Frurian. hoping for the right response...
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Post by mina on Jun 2, 2010 13:00:02 GMT
One of the Hormagaunts charges Mika and she reaches out with her free hand grabbing the creature by it's throat and scewering it on her claw before throwing it over her shoulder and turning in a flurry of action igniting her flamer on the group of creatures as the begin to burn. She turns to run and haults right before tripping over the kroot."huh!" She is about to bring her claw upon the creature when she notices the blood on his face and then looks at his eyes. Somehting inside her makes her hand drop to her side and instead she turns shouting at the sisters mopping up," It's with me!" then she looks at it again making a sign for it to follow her." I hope you can fight!" she says as she turns clearing a path with sheer force towards the Hive Tyrant.
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Post by Esiphas on Jun 2, 2010 19:28:07 GMT
spectuh absent mindedlesly tossed a stick bomb at the tervigon, hoping for the best. rather than moving the tervigon however, it blew the door off its himnges. hoping that would do, spectuh resumed his wait. catching sight off a female eldar, spectuh shouted to shadowbomba, the teams expert stickbomber. "blow dat tervigon to bitz for me mate, i needz to save dat female over dere. she could be handy." then spectuh lobbed himself out of the window, realised he had made a mistake, landed on his face, then scarpered along. bull rushing mika, spectuh knocked her to the ground. "Come with me! i need your assistantce." nodding to shadowbomba as the tervigon went up. swinging his supa slugga round, he shot a gaunt through the head at point black range, before bringing his choppa out. "come and get some ya space-bugz!"
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Post by mina on Jun 3, 2010 0:08:49 GMT
Mika hits the ground with a gasp as the breathe is knocked from her lungs. She spends several seconds gasping for breathe and coughing. That is when Spectuh gets up which leaves her undefended and coughing. The Hormagaunts close in on her," cough! cough! He.. *choke *choke Lp!". The shadow of the Tyrant looms closer and all she can do is swaer at the stupid Ork in her head as she says a silent prayer of safety and luck to the Emperor. *Help me Emperor, I beg as your servant for the time to breathe.*
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Post by salamut2202 on Jun 3, 2010 0:50:13 GMT
after and explosion out of nowhere i realized it was the ork gene leading me to conflict. with female creature reminded me of my long dead spouse. these feeling and gained instincts have put me in a pool of strange scythed creatures and between her and a cold being. my need of conflict was over powered by the memories of my spouse and this human's resemblance. i shot a photon grenade towards the large creature but the scythed creatures surrounded it, protecting it, it's mouth opening and sparks flying from it's limbs before accessing the immaterium powers. i grabbed the female and ran the other direction but in a strange scream of telekinetic and telepathic power, it gave me pains of horrible memories and nightmares. but still i ran into an alcove....
... i woke up dazed and confused in fear and bliss seeing that beautiful memory standing over me pointing a bolt pistol to my neck.
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Post by mina on Jun 3, 2010 3:14:44 GMT
Minutes before…
Mika can see the dark creatures closing in on her and her family. She shrieks in horror as something rips through her father’s chest. Her mother’s screams fill her ears and she grips her head shrieking for this to end. That monster that killed her family isn’t human and it seems to laugh at her agony. And then Mika’s eyes flick open to meet cold hard metal. Her face is pressed flat against it. For a moment she considers that she is dead and that somehow her faith wasn’t strong enough to allow her entrance into the Sanctum of the Emperor. Then she realizes there is a lot of dead weight on her and that it probably isn’t the weight of her tortured soul. So she turns her head to the side and comes face to face with the kroot. Somewhat relieved to be alive and not in purgatory she shoves him off and then looks about. She can hear the shrieks of death and sounds of guns but they seem to be away from battle. She rubs her head wondering how she got here in the first place. She looks at the kroot thing again and makes up her mind that he must have saved her. She crawls over beside him and checks for breathe. At least he’s breathing. Then she decides to be on the safe side she better be certain he isn’t going to attack her so she whips out her standard order pistol and points it at his neck.
Present…
Mika watches the kroots eyes open and her eyes flick away out of habit so that she doesn’t meet his. She stares dreamily at the ground besides his head, “So… Umm Thanks. I am guessing the reason my body is still functioning is because of you?” It sounds like a partial question but she quickly moves on, “Are you alright? You should evacuate. This world isn’t a place for civilians.” She gulps realizing she’s talking to a kroot and mentally slapping her head. “It’s Ah dangerous. Even for umm... mercenaries” she says in a somewhat joking tone. She smiles seeming to have decided to check her weapons “I am Mika. You’re?”
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Post by salamut2202 on Jun 3, 2010 6:02:18 GMT
"AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHH!" g'rid screamed and shuffled back franticly. it took him a moment to process what must have happened. he looks at the human putting the weapon away. he rubs his head swearing in kroot. he looks up at the female with an out stretched hand asking fr his name.
"g'rid la 'por, son of p'ird la 'por - 5th brood of the 'por clan."
she tilts he head in confusion. something wasn't right about her. she had the same problems as his old spouse, a lack of trust fueled by some past anger. she never made eye contact but as kroot was used to it.
"i'm sorry, our kindred was here in reminace of the ork infextation under the ultramarines pact with the tau'va vio'la sept established after the behemoth and necron conflicts as reconcilition of the destruction of the 4th company"
she new what i was talking about but still seemed dazed.
"we were hired a long time ago but my kindred are all probably dead. why did they send psyker killers? where are the ultramarines? the vio'la shas'? this is their sector is it not?"
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Post by Esiphas on Jun 3, 2010 6:43:44 GMT
ooc- i didnt leave you defenceless, i was standing right beside you trying to let you escap.
ic- spectuh chopped another gaunts hea off. he had taken down several, but there were twice that number remaining. spotting mika and g'rid talking out of the corner of his eye. "yopu lot! get to dat big building, with da broken windowz! therez a guy in there waiting, one of dem pointy eared scorpion folks. go!" chopping another gaunts head off, specuh roared with battle fury. suddenly, a massive excplosion racked the area around him- rough dog had defied all probability and hit something.
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Post by Hellbreaker on Jun 3, 2010 6:55:58 GMT
A warp rift opens up somewhere in space. A large, red and black ship comes out of it along with a few smaller ones.
Curvus watches smiling as he sees the handful of planets come into view, exchanged from the ever changing immaterium. A most pleasant exhange.
- Inquisitor, we have reached our destiniation. a crew member points out.
- You say? Well done crew, now set course to Odavi II. We don't want to engage that hive fleet headfirst, or at all. Curvus says as he turns around and walks out.
- As you wish, Inquisitor. Can be heard out from it.
Famulus walks up to Curvus as he is just outside of his cabin.
- Sir, we have obtained information that there's an order of Adepta Sororitas stationed on Odavi I. Should we contact them and request help against the genestealer cults? Famulus says.
- No, Famulus, Odavi I is under seige by the Tyranid hive fleet and probably beyond help. I'd request to launch cyclonic torpedoes on the planet, but we can't get close to it. So all we can do is that He has mercy on them. Curvus says, walking into his room and closing the door.
(OOC: I added a link to how my character looks (somewhat) in my character sheet.)
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Post by mina on Jun 4, 2010 4:24:34 GMT
ooc(You draw that helly?)
She nods slowly looking away even further and beginning to poke about a bit," So I gather your name is G'rid then?" she smiles a bit and then nods her head which causes her long red hair to come into her face for a moment," I don't know where the Marines are". She pauses shrugging her shoulders and picking up her other weapons as she begins to return them to their proper places. They are probably dead. We will be soon too." she speaks of death in such a off hand way like it happens all the time to her. We should rejoin my Sisters and get whatever is left of the guard, marines, and kroot together for the final battle." she turns around looking at his forhead but not making eye contact," I guess the blasted orks might help too." she seems to have made up some sort of plan in the last five minutes because she turns ready to walk off back into battle. You coming or evacuating with the others?"
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Post by salamut2202 on Jun 4, 2010 4:45:00 GMT
g'rid's last assignment was against orks. he still had that war time resentment for them. he knew that the ork new that g'rid had eaten ork simply from his appearance. there was already tensions between the 2. the spectuh snarled at g'rid in response he remarked "kommando eh? my favorite flavour". 'so these are tyranids,' g'rid thought to himself, 'i guess the aun were right, they were one of the cancers that the scalpel of the greater good need to target'. we followed mika towards her cardre. g'rid knew psyker killers to be zealous and discriminant against all creatures not human, even their allies. there was an increasing silence as they got nearer. the breach in the wall was blocked by a huge vehicle. we got to the armoured females who looked at the kroot and ork distrustfully. mika's shaper came to brief them.
"the pdf had a baneblade in the city would you know it? the northern walls of the city are cleared blessed by the emporer. i assume these filthy xenos are your prisoners."
those behind the ork restrained and knocked him out cold. mika turned around, her eyes, though apologetic, stared at the ground and knocked out g'rid with the butt of her flamer.
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Post by Father Nurgle on Jun 4, 2010 16:09:26 GMT
As the last wave of tyranids were mopped up by the combined efforts of the PDF, adeptus soretias, and an imperial armoured tank company; Frurian remained rather quiet. He had told the ork to retrieve many allies to dig in. Seems that the ork got picked up by the adeptus. Not a good think. Frurian followed the ork ally as he was led to the soretias camp. Some how they had picked up a kroot shaper looking creature in the way.
The status of the sisters of battle camp was turmoil. Sisters generally picking up dead tyranid and dead humans alike. Piling them up and burning them in a huge bondfire. Poor humans... Frurian thought as the bodies were so numorous they could
make a wall. Aside from the bondfire, imperial relics had behemoth leman russes with sisters and guardsmen alike giving praise. Foolish hope...
The ork and the kroot led by the sister walked to the connoness and were apparently placed under imperial arrest. Frurian had to do something...
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