Skulls for the Skull Throne

[w00teldar]

"Fiel, we just lost contat with one of our squads. Teleport in and see what happened" Karith said, as he and the vanguard of the assault oce came out of the snowstorm. Instantly he saw an entir Iron Warriors hordeand activated the twin-linked bolters on his bike.

[Buckshot]

Jarith licked the blood off of the sergeant's neck. He and his squad had killed the entire squad, when he thought about it, he realized how easy it had been. He had blown off the sergeant's head with his autocannon and killed 3 other marines with his chain-axe, the other 3 terminators in his squad had butchered the rest with fangs and swords and axes. He began to run towards what he believed to be the World Eater's line. He saw a bike squadron and began to aim his autocannon when he saw there leader and was filled with hatred as he saw him kill two Iron Warriors with his twin-linked bolters. Jarith took aim at him, but missed and hit the rider in line behind him in the neck with 3 shots and 1 in the wheel. He charged the bike squadron leader as the 2nd bike swerved into a World Eater marine...

[Zrascak]

"Soul Hunter what are you doing!" the radio crackled as Soul Hunter was fully occupied with two World Eater chaos marines, two others already lay dead on the ground, their souls eaten by the Dark Blade he was carrying. In seconds after the radio message had gotten through the two World Eaters was dead, one impaled on the Dark Blade and the other with his head totally destroyed from an unexpected plasma shot from Soul Hunters plasma pistol. An aircraft from the Iron Warriors came closer, rushing through the sky. As the aircraft landed another Iron Warrior marine jumped out. "We got orders to pick you up. Hurry upp Hunter.". Soul Hunter just nodded, how he did that with terminator armor nobody understood, and entered the aircraft. He knew what was going to happen, he would go back to the base, some lower higher-up would yell at him and nearly get killed and then somebody with real power would intervene.

[Father Nurgle]

Striker primed his autocannon, the long barrel of the ornate and chaos stricken weapon was blood spattered; battle sacrifices. as his left hand constantly revved a chainfist, where stored up energies make the cutting edge of the teeth slash through any sort of armour with ease. "-and see what happened..." Striker had just gotten orders from the head skull champion. something to kill in Khorne's glorious name! Weak and pathetic heretics swarmed around he and his squad to get a touch of his unholy tactical dreadnought armour before battle. "such rats..." Slayer Baltrax (not a player) said batting a heretic's head of with the blunt side of his powersword. "leave them be, eventually maybe one of these fifty can receive a fallen one's power-armor." Striker ordered, as the more bodies the better...
Striker inspected those around him. 4 other giant bulky terminators, hoisting powerweapons and combi-flamers, all suited out with many skull capped spikes and Khornate symbols. the main body of the armor was blood red with mixed in old bloodstains and cut marks. the lining was a dark black that stirred even regular guardsmen. but this was no imperium enemy... "lets move!" Striker said as he stepped on to the platform to teleport to the battle below. his cape fluttering behind him. Once on the platform, he closed his eyes for a second and after a whirring sound, gunfire, explosions... death. They had arrived on a snowy cliff with a squad of havocs taking up position with 4 heavy bolters behind a reddened forest entrance laden with dead khorne bezerkers. "let us take this position and use it to our advantage!" Striker called out to his squad. as they stood tall behind the already firing Havocs, dwarfing even the space marines themselves. With the Reaper autocannon in hand, Striker opened fire upon where the havocs fired at, if the heavy bolter shells didn't break the iron warriors, auto cannons would!
The battle field below the cliff side had rhinos (metalbawkses! the cowards! the fewls!!!) moving one side to the other, getting blasted at by bolter and shattered by chainaxes, land raiders rammed rhinos and out would burst a terrified squad of iron warriors. On the flank closest to the cliff rode The skull champion in charge, unloading on the iron warriors horde... Either way, blood for the blood god... Striker thought...

[salamut2202]

waking up sameal saw his apostles around him dead or dieing, their sacred temple defiled by long ranged fire. sameal rose and remember what had been interupted - the spell that could have ended the war and helped the counter invasion of the planet from the world eaters.he picked up his weapons we saw what went horribly wrong. the glowing insignia on the ground faded as snow slowly melted on it as s gathered on the ground. he looked to the sky "was this not your plan my lord!? were you not to send us your greater demons, for angels of change? what do you gain in this war!? WHY WOULD YOU LET THE KHORNATE GAIN ON US?" in his anger, sameal opened his mouth and screamed a stream of hot fire, that was first pink fading to orange reigniting green which was consumed by violet. it ceased as he calmed down. some of his closest cultist, those few of the iron warrior humans who leaned towards tzeench, emerged. "my lord, they had attacked us, i believe it in the plan - we must earn the lrd of change's service".


we took his group into the snow, them keeping them selves warm with lightening balls generated, sameal holding up his staff creating a shield against the blizzard. the small collection of marines strolled towards the cultists, so sameal cleared the weather around them to identify them. they were berserkers of the world eaters chapter. sameal raised his arms, still tired from the attack at the temple and in no condition to fight, called upon winds of chaos. suddenly the blizzard changed direction, changed speed and started changing into the spawn of chaos. he smiled as one by one writhed in agony, swelling and collapsing, spouting and mutating. the satisfaction he felt was overwhelming, and he hoped that it was felt by the gods. the last berserker, their leader, charged while mutating. "a gift from the lord of change" called sameal, the cultists began to chant and he became a writhing pathetic imp. he kicked the newly created creature.

over the ledge there was a a city, bearing the iron warriors banner. he lwad his cult towards the city, hoping for sme success in another ceremony to summon a greater demon. when they reached the city walls guards noted them sorcerers. as the world eaters had killed all their sorcerers they let them in. he was greeted by a squad of cultists, sameal replied "the temple is destroyed, who us you're lord?". one them said, "then he wouldn't want to see you right now, you failing to defend the temple sorcerer " sameal and the cultists filled with fear with the thought of execution "where is you're lord! we we're in the process of summoning a greater demon, it could change the tide of battle!". "our lord is a greater demon, do you care to be the sacrifice?"

then a voice like thunder from the onset of heaven wispered "be careful what you wished, might get it. i saved you from the emperor, did you think i couldn't handle a few world eaters?"
i turned as all dropped to their knees as they witnessed demon prince perturabo.

[Buckshot]

Jarith was chasing after the one he now knew as "Karith Hale". Jarith had heard of him and how he and his bikers had butchered and entire Tau Battleforce! He wanted his head for his trophy rack, oh how the gods would be pleased with him! He saw him continue to shoot and splatter his fellow Iron Warriors in his bike. He decide to conserve his ammunition for the other whelps, so he decided to say farewell to his eternal friend... He took a deep breath, aimed, said a prayer to the gods of Chaos, and threw his chain-axe at Karith. A gibbering World Eaters cultist jumped on Jarith's back. The cultist began bashing at his trophy rack with a Iron Warrior's power helmet. Jarith stabbed the cultist with the autocannon's bayonet. He moved the body in front of him and shot about 10 times. Since he had stabbed him in the neck, all that was left was a piece of gory flesh that was the neck and the unscathed head. He took it with his free hand an jammed it onto his trophy rack. With a satisfying sucking sound, the head was impaled. He then looked to where Karith had been and saw a crashed bike. He was filled with savage bloodlust for that whelp. He and his terminators ran over to where the bike was and saw Karith lying on the ground, the bike on top of his legs and Jarith's chain-axe jammed into his left arm. He pulled out his chain-axe and angled it for Karith's brains. He hesitated as he remembered what this whelp had done to his brothers! As he hesitated, Karith had pulled out his bolt pistol, he was amazed and stunned as Bone Crusher, the squad's heavy flamer carrier's head implode and blow up. He brought the chain-axe down about 30 times, nothing was left except his chest. He ripped off what was left of his head and cut off his legs with his axe and with the other two terminator's help, the body with arms attached was impaled on the spike. He put the chain-axe in its holster made from Ork flesh, and picked up Bone Crusher's heavy flamer in his free hand... Then there was the sound of hideous laughter of the Blood God Khorne in the sky, just as soon as it had came, the laughter ceased and the sky turned red. Then out of a small city outpost, he saw a greater demon prince conjured out of thin air!... (did I kill him off too quickly?)

[w00teldar]

"BLOOD FOR THE BLOOD GOD!!!" Karith yelled as he jumped off hs bike, the momentum carrying him forward into a chaos dreadnought. The crazed marine inside barely had time to react befoore he hound the daemon shainaxe cutting right into its sarcophogus. The dreadnought fell, with Karith on top of him. "Fiel! there is a large group of cultists surrounding a daemon prince. II can't se it clearly from here, but is that Pertraubo?" Karith glimpsed a brief reflection of silver armor, then he was swept back into the fight.

[mina]

ooc( can I play a daemonette?)

[Father Nurgle]

"I can see wings. It could be one. There are too many over there." Striker said squinting to a large cluster of cultists. He pointed his autocannon at the group about to fire, but his senses told him he was out of range. "I am going in with my squad to a broken down tower. It should provide adequate firing points. Give me some time to do that and I can do some damage to any deamon prince out there..." Striker nodded to his squadmates, each of them shimmered with him as they began to use the terminator armor teleportation device. After 3 seconds they were one hundred yards from the tower and 200 from their origanal location. I'm front of Striker was a squad of 8 raptors and a defiler blasting ordinance from it's daemonic turrent body. Striker loaded in a fresh clip of ammo to his autocannon, his squad had begun to charge and fire at the counter charging raptors, Striker's chainfist already whirring...

[w00teldar]

(sorry, Mina. You have to be either an Iron Warrior of World Eater)

Karith lunged into another group of Chaos Marines, his Daemon weapon a blur of motion as he bisected all of them. "Feil, i am coming to meet up with you, hold your current position" Karith said, re-mounting his bike and heading toward the Terminators.

[salamut2202]

ooc - encarmine, how about if i summon her?

[Zrascak]

Soul Hunter dropped from the aircraft when it was still a goob bit above ground. When he landed his weight made a heavy impression on the ground but he did not stay still for long, he drew his Dark Blade and plasma pistol and rushed the world eaters in front of him. The first one fell from a plasma shot to the head, the second one from getting his head cut off.

[mina]

ooc( I like that plan.)

[Buckshot]

Jarith attacked a group of frenzied cultist who spat fire, and had hands morphed to form cruel sickle-like claws. He incinerated 4 with his flamer, the accursed promethium burned their traitorish bodies straight to the soul. He had then impaled one through the forehead with his bayonet and extracted his brain, the last 5 were blown to pieces by his autocannon. He pulled the brain off of his bayonet and handed it to Yorvick the Daemonic, the squad's possessed soldier. He gratefully devoured the brain. His eyes glowed and then he told them of the whelps plans. Just then a Thunder-Hawk flew above and Jarith saw Soul Hunter, his friend, his battle brother jump out and slaughter a squad of World Eater scum. Jarith and his squad ran over just in time for the last head to be disemboweled. Jarith greeted him and asked him to join his squad so it was a 4 man team again. He agreed...


EDIT: I fail at life today...I have changed my story...

[w00teldar]

(you do know pertaubo is the primarch of YOUR legion right, you guys are summoning him)