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Post by Esiphas on May 22, 2011 22:08:43 GMT
Griggers gun opened up on full auto the miniature gattling gun spitting death. A marine is reduced to a buulet ridden corpse in seconds, the sheer rate of fire compensating in excess for the lack of accuracy. One daemon got close before Grigger Cleaved it in two with his poweraxe, roaring 'Hah! Dis is what i call a propa fight!', before punching a daemonette staright in the jaw, sending her flying backwards.
Esiphas smote daemons to the left and right, blowing chcks of flesh apart wih his shot-pistol and slicing heads with his powersword. He spotted the pacified Exidus, fighting clumsily. He psychicly projected the trigger word 'Insanum' to Exiduswho's helm opened up and the crazed drugged up monster beneath began a rampage throgh the enmey lines, powerfist and neural whip slaghtering all it touched.
Arjent stabbed Greygnarl through another daemon, who's form was banished by the jealous bloodletter. 'Come guardsmen! Your Commisar call you to Glory!' He shouted, leading the way, using his storm shield to protect the Guardsmen srinting behind him.
Salazoss summoned more fire to his aid, incinerating the enemy with white hot fireballs. He summoned a sphere of lava into his and, hurling it at an enemy. The chaos marine cuaght the blob full in the face, dissolving most of his upper body as the liquid spalshed and melted his flesh away. He catches Ayowins eye and winks, before belching another sheet of flame, setting many an enemy alight.
Kazrans claw cut through the enemy, passing throuhg thier armour liek it wasn't thier. He raised his sawn off and braced himself, blowing a chaos marines skull open. He caught sight of 77. 'Ser! Where would i be best placed?'
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Post by Tyamius, Shadow Lord on May 22, 2011 23:25:05 GMT
"Men lock and load! Get that speeder from our ship and meet me here in three!" Magnus yelled sobering up extremely fast and running to get his gear.
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Post by mina on May 22, 2011 23:39:23 GMT
Ayowin is in the trenches as she fires upon the berserkers coming from the corrupted tanks. Then she spots it rising from the blood on the ground, a daemon of hideous strength and power. It moves smashing aside tanks and men some of it's own some of the Imperium's. It seems to be marching directly for the memorial of Burn blood dripping from it's pours that burns all who near it. Several others are rising up and she calls for Magnus and Esiphas to deal with them.
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Post by carnofex on May 23, 2011 0:27:55 GMT
"to me brothers!" ripjaw yelled as him and his marines ran from the trenches and met the chaos head on with the other marines. "We will not falter we will not let them take this world!" he shouted as the Chaplin in there squad started to chant the war tune of iron. ripjaw ran to a demon who was in front and vaulted over the beast firing the wrist mounted psy cannon to its head blowing it off. next he ran twored the others his power fist crackling with energy as he started to go into close combat with some horrors while his men fired all they had onto the assaulting enemy. "once more into the Frey brothers!" the Chaplin shouted at the top of his lungs firing his storm bolter and hitting a heretic across the head.
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Post by Tyamius, Shadow Lord on May 23, 2011 2:25:16 GMT
Magnus speeder flys over the battle field, all five marines jump out with hammer, blade, and claw cutting through every manner of chaos scum. "FOR THE EMPEROR!"
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Post by mina on May 23, 2011 3:51:54 GMT
Daemons seem to stream at them despite the excellent work of the task groups to hold them off several are beginning to breach the line and tear more guard apart. Retreat seems like the obvious choice but the guard are trenched firm and continue to fire. Ayowin herself seems to kill a berserer with every bullet helping the marines to focus fighting on the daemons. Then they can see it, a Lord of chaos rippling with the power Khorne gives moving slowly through the groups of marines his retinue and him cutting them apart with blood curdling cries of Khorne's name as they approach Magnus and his along with Ripjaw and the Chaplain.
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Post by Major Chrispy on May 23, 2011 6:04:14 GMT
"(please do not swear)!!! MAGNUS TAKE COVER!!!" 77 yells to the marine. Clicking on his comlink he gives these orders..."Flagship Mayfire, initiate a las-destroyer bombard on sector 7-3-2-1, bring that lord down!"
The sky almost began to boil as the blasts from the Mayfire, 77's Personal Cruiser, began to tear through the atmosphere. Large lances of energy pounded into the enemy lines behind the chaos lord. "What the hell, I ordered on the lord!" 77 roars through his com.
"Sorry sir orders recieved were on sector 7-3-2-7." Came the voice of the Mayfires gunner.
"Damnit, I hope they can handle the lord...TO ME MEN!!! Fire pattern Alpha! First Rank Fire! Second Rank fire!" Orders were being shouted from 77. Suddenly an explosion tore several of the veterans by 77 apart, and he looked up the hill to see the shape of a defiler.
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Post by Esiphas on May 23, 2011 9:18:34 GMT
Esiphas looked to Arjent, who nodded back. Arjent turned to 77. 'Take your veterans and these men behind me, deal with that defiler. Graygnarl and I will deal with the Khorne Lord.' Then he sprinted down the hill, Greynarl shouting 'I smell a rival! Let him come, I shall banish him! Why should he walk free if i am stronger!' Arjent lept from atop a rocky crevice, rolling when he hits the ground, and bringing sword and shield uo to defend the monument. 'You cannot pass without my defeat, daemon! Come, face your end!' Then he and the lord began trading blows, Arjent blocking the enemys axe swings with his shield and stabbing time and time again into the lords flesh.
For minutes, Arjent and the lord exchanged blows, untill Arjent was finnal swept off his feet by a whiplash attack. The Lord raised his act for the final strike, when a massive clast of fire engulfed him- Salazoss had caused a rolling inferno, distracting the lord for but a moment. Arjent took this too his advantage, and stbbed the daemon's abdomen with a jumping strike.
The daemon screamed in agony, toppling backwards. Arjent lept upon him, sprinting down its torso, before jumping high and bringing greygnarl down into the monsters forehead. The lords body becan to decompose, his spirit breaking into the warp. Arjent collapsed to his knees. 'It is done...' Then he collapsed, unconcious, his efforts draining him.
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Post by mina on May 23, 2011 12:27:28 GMT
It is so hardly over that Arjent cannot imagine the levels of hate and blood Khorne pours out on the world. Indeed the lord lays dead an axe buried in his head but the defiler continues to fire and the daemon princes continue to march forth with little sign of stopping. The sky itself is a dark red and the rain that begins to pour is blood itself.
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Post by Esiphas on May 23, 2011 15:35:54 GMT
(greygnarl is a sword, and Arjent still has it in his hands.)
Esiphas blew another Cultists head open, loaded an inferno round in his shot-pistol, and blew a marines arm off, before the chemicals ignited and the traitor-warior fell to the flor screaming in pain. 'Ayowin! How do we stop this incessant tide!'
Kazran sprinted at full throttle towards the defiler, dodging its havoc missiles and jumping the cannon round. He slid under the creature, his wraith-claw slicing open its undercarrige. Last second, he threw a grenade into the defilers mechanasims- when it expolded, armour plates, the havoc launcher and 2 of its 8 legs were torn off, but it kept advancing towards 77 and his unit
Grigger chopped another daemon in too. He looked at Magnus, a daemon prince preparing a strike from behind. Grigger unleashed his gun again, slamming another belt in. The guns bullets mainly missed, but the amount of shots meant that the prince still lost an arm and a horn, as well as drawing its attention. Grigger charged, roaring 'You no touch my mates!', then cleaving the monsters head open with a jumping uppercut.
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Post by Major Chrispy on May 23, 2011 16:27:32 GMT
" Men, watch and learn heroics!" 77 yells, sprinting towards the Defiler he pulls a small compact device out from his jacket. Leaping onto the defilers claw as it swings at him, e shove the device into the machines battle cannon. Jumping off he hit the detonator of the demo charge, causing the Dark Machine to explode behind him, his coat waving in the blast, hair waving in the wind, a perfect picture.
"Now that is heroism men!" 77 roars, looking over at Kazran he says "Well done, if we both survive this I owe you a drink!"
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Post by Esiphas on May 23, 2011 19:18:50 GMT
Kazran gives 77 a look which, though his face cannot move, tells him he would be smiling. 'Thanks Commisar. But i ahent actually got a mouth, this is my face, not a face plate.'
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Post by carnofex on May 23, 2011 20:54:11 GMT
the demon prince was that of a foe ripjaw would have no fun with. you see ripjaw was a man of khorne long ago and yes he fought the older demons ones with skill. this demon had no skill at all. so what did ripjaw do. he did this. as the demon slashed at ripjaw with his sword it was a easy dodge to the right then a counter with the psy cannon. next was harder, ripjaw waited for the sword to slash then ran up the blade tworeds the demons face were ripjaw punched the demons face ejecting his blades and firing his psy cannon into the face of the demon. after doing that 4 more times the demon started to retreat but ripjaw would not allow that. he ordered his battle barge to open fire with the salvaged titan cannon they had on there great ship. in space you saw a great weapon charge up and fire a bright orange beam engulfing the demon prince. if you looked at the in pact sight long enough you would go blind. when the beam was gone there was nothing but a smocking crater left.
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Post by Tyamius, Shadow Lord on May 23, 2011 21:37:12 GMT
"Damn that defiler would've made for a good story!" Magnus yells cutting through a berserker. His team was down to himself and two other men. The others had been lost in the fray. "77 this is Magnus, requesting heavy weapons to get us put of here ASAP! Men call the speeder were goin in deep!"
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Post by Esiphas on May 23, 2011 21:56:01 GMT
Esiphas's own method fo Transport was soon made apparant- Grigger pulled a camoflauged tarpaulin off an ork fighta-bomba, with the words 'Gitnose' Painted in blue down the side. The plane was mainly red in colour, and looked about big enough for 10 men. Esiphas and his squad all clambered aboard, and the engines gunned and they crashed through two or three daemons before taking off. Once in the sky, they began strafing runs, lascannons, assault cannons and hurricane bolters ripping chunks from the enemy.
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