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Post by Father Nurgle on Oct 27, 2010 2:26:02 GMT
(ok, so lemme get this straight. Once upon a beautiful secluded planet. TYRANIDS!!!! death! kill! chaos! no. too fast paced. lets take this slow and make it nice. i mean, its taken off like a rocket ship. great! but where is the storyline in this? i mean i was open for character conflict for a bit and then interference from nids would be fine, but nope. i mean, ill post tomorrow i've got some tight schedule issue. but just some advice to slow it a bit.  ) |
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Post by virado on Oct 27, 2010 2:45:49 GMT
OOC( i was simply getting the story ready for you know sporadic fighting and all of a sudden nids everywhere i dont know what happened.)
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Post by barkblast334 on Oct 27, 2010 3:05:50 GMT
OOC: Um...okay. Sorry 'bout that then. Guess I'll just remove the notches from my Hellblade then. Well then.
A red haze descended over the area. Anything that touched it started to decay rapidly. A clawed red hand thrust it's way out of the dirt. Suddenly the imperials saw the crossed-swords bonesnake banner which had not been there but two moments ago, and they began to realise. A hard-bitten sergeant saw it for what it was and shouted, "Chaos!", before a Hellblade found his throat. Skarfang finished clawing his way up out of the ground and saw his loyal lieutenants standing close by. As he watched one of the four went to pick up Skarfang's personal banner. Watching the remaining imperials closely, Skarfang's acute eyes suddenly picked up the motley group standing well apart from each other. He tested the edge of his Hellblade, then puffed out his chest and loosed a primal roar. At least one of the imperial guardsmen would have turned tail and ran but for the fear checking his steps. One of the Bloodletters waved the banner and screamed defiance, and Skarfang charged at the squad of imperials, talons pounding the dirt repeatedly. Suddenly the imperial guardsmen threw off their paralysis and started firing their lasguns, but they only managed to wing one of Skarfang's Bloodletters. "Thrun, Hul'gulak!", Skarfang cried gutturally, and two of the Bloodletters nodded. Then they turned and melted into the trees. Before they knew what was going on, the imperials were caught in a pincer motion, with Skarfang leading the charge. They fired wildly, but couldn't stop the daemon warriors. His Hellblade singing, Skarfang hacked a guardsman in half and then impaled another after he'd been knocked down by a mass of stampeding bodies. Screaming wordlessly, he whirled and looked for another target.
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Post by mina on Oct 27, 2010 13:07:22 GMT
Lux's people are still holding the Tyranids at bay when The daemons coming charging in. Fear grips her soul a fear since she was a small child. In her dreams creatures like this would tug at her soul leaving her near death much of the time. SHe notices the newcomer in black and red and he breaks the trance she was in. Her gratitude to the stranger gives her the strength to raise her arm up at the daemon that is leering at the guardsmen and step forward drawing his attention to her glowing form, " You there Daemon! Turn your sword upon the creatures known to us as Tyranids and cease attacking my men or I will banish you back to whatever hole you crawled out of." Her face shows only confidence but inside she is scrambling to remember how exactly to banish a daemon. She glances behind her at the transports already taking in civilians and realizes that they need to hold this lien for at least ten more minutes. She turns back to the fight and every time she gets a chance takes a stray shot at a Tyranid.
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Post by barkblast334 on Oct 28, 2010 3:04:54 GMT
Skarfang hears a tinny voice calling him, and turns to face the human. "...or I will banish you back to whatever hole you crawled out of.", she finished, and Skarfang laughed. Sheathing his Hellblade, he crushes a Hormagaunt's skull bare-handed before walking slowly and purposefully towards Lux. The fear showed in her eyes. "A human, commanding me?", he said, raising his voice slowly until it reaches a roar. "I could crush you, right now!", he practically screamed, cracking long-fingered knuckles. At that moment a brace of Genestealers attacks him, but he grabs one by the throat and charges at the others, using it as a living battering ram. After dispatching the others, he threw it into the dirt--hard--and proceeded to pound it's skull into dust with a taloned foot. His bloodletters dispersed, weaving their way through the combatants, hacking and slicing with screaming Hellblades. Delving only shallowly into the human's mind, he pulled a random thought from her head. "When their claws reached out, did it feel like this, little Lux?", he said viciously, racing towards her with his claws outstretched.
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Post by mina on Oct 28, 2010 5:38:49 GMT
Lux trembles for a moment flashes of fevered dreams going through her head. Red skies burnt with pain and suffering. And all those hands reaching for her, no all those talons reaching for her. She fights back against the images "No!" she says audibly then realizing she is in trouble as the daemon comes charging at her. Quickly pulling herself together and using the warp to increase speed she dodges away from the daemon managing to give him a passing cut with her weapon. A genestealer chooses this moment to charge at her and she has to duck to avoid having her face torn up by it's claws. The guard are fighting frantically at this points the transports almost reayd to leave. Lux glowers at the daemon her face burning with shame and hatred as she draws on the warp to throw a small blast of energy at his head. The blast bounces harmlessly off him but does get his attention. She stands grinning in a malicious manner and waving at him as she dodges another attempt by a hormagaunt to stab her, " Man those humans move fast. Gotta watch for them." She smiles up at the creature and throws another blast of energy this time straight at his face, " I said your gonna leave here now or I am going to make you. Now I assume you have chosen the foolish route." She stabs the hormagaunt and turns in a sweeping motion cleaving a few of it's broodmates in half. Then she turns the perimeter around her somewhat secure as the guard open fire and she readies her blade, " At least you'll know the name to give when I said you back from once you came."
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Post by barkblast334 on Oct 28, 2010 14:18:19 GMT
Skarfang stared at her for a moment, then burst into laughter. Almost instantly claws of flame reached up and plucked Lux from the ground. "No-one is my master, human.", he said, grinning evilly, drawing his Hellblade. "You're right. This is the high road. Too bad...for you, that is.", he gloated as he advanced grimly. Suddenly a massive broodlord roared past him, throwing him almost to the ground. Decapitating it with one fell swoop, nonetheless his concentration failed and for a moment, the fireclaws failed and his mind was left wide open.
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Post by mina on Oct 28, 2010 22:45:04 GMT
Sensing his loss of control Lux is quickly in his mind searching for his weakness. She has to force herself to be brave because this creatures memories are scary. Without even realizing it she has found what she is looking for his name. This is all she needs to power the banishing. No longer being held by flaming claws Lux grins ather good fortune. Until a genestealer leaps upon he rback digging it's claws straight into her back. " Aghhh!" she lets out a cry of pain. The genestealer is quickly shot off her back but she has lost concentration and the powers she was using faulter and she is working very hard to recover her thoughts no longer on the daemons.
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Post by Father Nurgle on Oct 29, 2010 1:05:32 GMT
"open fire my men!" Aun'tal Yais yelled as the tau retinue fired down the tall slope hill. The blue shots of hot plasma streaked across the hill at long distances slamming into a brood of lictors that had just been marked with a marker light from the squad. in seconds the lictors were down. "Find cover!" Aun'tal motioned at the heavy gunners of the imperials tying to get them to move in time. But they did not heed his warning. the massive heavy bolters only turned in his direction still spraying, unaware of their impending doom. Before the swivel of the heavy bolters reached Aun'tal a massive spore slammed down in front of them, crushing 2 heavy bolters and tearing to shreds the other heavy bolter team with ripper tentacles. 3 massive pryovores smash out, the massive cannons on their backs spraying all in their path with a deathly hot digestive material. "Aim at the warriors my men!" Aun'tal yelled as he charged forth shoving imperials and gaunts alike to reach these new threats... Just getting close to these lumbering monsters Aun'tal could feel the heat. His body already sweating from being so close to burning bodies. The closest pyrovore noticed Aun'tal and it's massive body turned quickly and strayed forth the vile spray it held. With a quick dive roll Yais ducked under the spray unburnt and stabbed the beast in the forehead using the speed of his roll to stab his massive stave through the entire body. Luckily the beasts gun did die from the stab and Aun'tal knew this from the stop in the spray. Quickly Aun'tal Yais withdrew his staff from the dead Pyrovore, and turned to the 2 remaining. One of the pyrovores were charging like a gorilla at Aun'tal using the barrel of his back to spear Aun'tal. Fearlessly Aun'tal counter charged, gaining much speed and closing the distance between the 2. Leaping with great height Aun'tal had jumped with a twist of his body, spiraling like a dance he flew forwards. Yais got high enough that he extended out his Stave to go right down the barrel of the flamespurt cannon. down to the brain of the weapon symbiotic attachment. The beast died reducing its abilities to do things under logic. Furiously The pyrovore started to tear apart the spore pod next to him in a stupefied rage. Aun'tal chuckles as the pod dies killing the pyrovore. Aun'tal speeds back to his team and he commands his own mark drone to fire a seeker missile at the remaining pyrovore. in seconds a pod from the camp far away fires off and in a minute the rocket kills the pyrovore and a large explosion of acid happens as the pyrovores insides explode. Aun'tal laughs with happiness as his team retreats up the hill, going to a higher vantage point as heavy foot steps could be heard. "Tervigon! Men fall up! run up!" Aun'tal yells going up the hill with his team... (  man, anyone else kinda shocked at the general section? i almost am amazed that everything is kind of collapsing over there. Like an empire on the decline, or people beginning to revolt against their "oppressive" leaders. quiet really, i am happy the mods did their part and i will follow the leaders of The hive without question. I r loyal. anyone elses thoughts on this?) (p.s. reason im bringing this up here is cause i'm cautious of people getting the thread locked over there and know that most of us here aren't tolls who do that.) |
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Post by barkblast334 on Oct 29, 2010 3:07:13 GMT
Suddenly Aun'Tal felt a chilling presence behind him. Looking quickly over his shoulder, he noticed Lux and Skarfang locked in a mental duel. Muttering fiercely, he turned back to the Pyrovore.
Meanwhile, Skarfang slammed shut his mental barriers, then ripped his Hellblade out of it's sheath, eviscerating an attacking 'stealer. He roared again and charged at Lux. She only barely managed to draw her powerblade before Skarfang's blade clanged against it. He leapt backwards and was preparing for another leaping charge when a roar that shook the very ground itself split the air, rending apart reality. A huge Carnifex pawed the ground once, twice, then gathered itself and charged at Skarfang. Staring in mute horror at the beast racing towards him and yet strangely admiring of the hive mind's most dangerous creation. The Carnifex hit home. Goring him on it's tusks, it roared again in triumph, moving to dash him against a crumpled Hellhound tank nearby. Skarfang, with great difficulty, levered himself off of the sharpened bone tusks and gripped his Hellblade, raising it high. Then a perfectly timed shot from Lux knocked it out of his hand. Screaming rage and desperation, he raised a fist instead and plunged it into the Carnifex's head, his sinews screaming in agony from the massive strength needed to perform this unnatural feat. Slowly he drew out the Carnifex's brain, and while it's eyes went dark, it's feet kept moving. Grimly he held on until the massive beast finally tumbled, barely centimetres away from the Hellhound it had planned to crush him against. Climbing down slowly, he looked at Lux from half a battlefield away and the hate within his eyes was clearly visible. He simply stood, waiting for Lux to make her next move.
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Post by virado on Oct 30, 2010 2:02:16 GMT
OOC: a few things. 1 im staying out of the debate about the admins. also i am going to have to drop out of the rp since ive just been swamped with college work lately and i have no free time in the foreseeable future sorry
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Post by mina on Nov 2, 2010 18:17:33 GMT
ooc(sorry been busy!)
Lux stares at the Daemon stunned that it is still alive and shrugs brushing her hair from her shoulders and stalking forward. Her troops are just beginning to drive off for the mountains and the base built there long ago. Skarfang takes a threatning step towards her and she puts her hands up thankful for the moment of peace as the Tyranids are momentarily cleared out. She takes a few more steps carrying herself to being just in front of the towering daemon, " Tyrnaids will destroy us both, but perhaps if we work together we can survive this invasion.." she looks at him her blue eyes clear, " Or Skarfang..." she put special emphasis on his name before continuing, " If you swear an oath to do no harm to us I can even heal those wounds you have." she looks at him awaiting his answer.
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Post by Darkeldargirl on Nov 4, 2010 20:46:35 GMT
too late to join?
Name: Karra Lyle
Age: 27
Race: Dark Eldar (female)
Armor/Wargear: Two wicked Longswords and an impaler
Retinue: None
Appearance: Karra is the apprentice to Lelith Hesperax, and therefor dresses and fights like her, she is extremely beautiful, with floor-length black hair that is strung with blades, so that it is as deadly a weapon as any other of her wargear, she also stands almost as tall as a space marine.
Karra cut her way out of the tyranid swarm with her impaler, and suddenly caught sight of a daemon and another figure that was either human or eldar, she couldn't tell. Karra spun her impaler in her hands, slinging off the blood that was on it, as she started to walk forward to the daemon, judging him the larger threat.....
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Post by Zrascak on Nov 10, 2010 21:23:24 GMT
"If you want him to be bound by an oath you better make him swear at one of the four dark ones." Jack said as he wandered out of the shadows behind an overturned imperial tank, his weapons spotless but his armour still covered in 'nid ichor.
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man, anyone else kinda shocked at the general section? i almost am amazed that everything is kind of collapsing over there. Like an empire on the decline, or people beginning to revolt against their "oppressive" leaders. quiet really, i am happy the mods did their part and i will follow the leaders of The hive without question. I r loyal. 
