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Post by Father Nurgle on Jun 2, 2011 18:05:43 GMT
Tergeo, quickly and suddenly took his feet off the table and flew up from reclining. He ran from the living room out to the harsh and unforgiving heat. Sand twisters and dust clouds were rampant. The loud roar of Astartes bikes and ramshackle ork bikes drowned out everything else. Chaos and confusion became rank in the battalion of Imperial Guard defending the outpost. although a good quarter of the imperials were on the outpost rooftop, the effects of their shooting wasn't an impact. computer guided auto cannons rained hell upon the slower bikers who straggled outside of a massive dust cloud that a large melee was under. Tergeo wasn't going to do any good in that miniature sand storm...
Tergeo raised his wrist locator, A blue dot represented Cassie, he had to know if she was ok. The whole team showed up on this locator, but Tergeo cared not of the others... Cassie seemed to be alive still. Heart rate high above normal but that is natural for one in the heat of combat... Tergeo flipped the wrist mounted computer screen down and looked for high ground. "there!" He whispered as he found a sand dune peak unmolested by the kicked up dust storm. Tergeo sprinted as coolly as he could up the steep dune, cry for blood and wagh's of hatred came from the dust cloud as the Imperials just received new reinforcements who charged blindly into the dust cloud with bayonets down. Tergeo prayed some would be spared from slaughter...
After a quick run Tergeo was at the top of the dune, His white coat shining in the white hot desert sun. From up on the dune Tergeo could see nothing in the dust cloud. But when he turned around, Tergeo gasped at the doom on wheels. Behind it there was a large dust cloud. The machine causing such a kick of sand was a lavishly beautiful but khornate brass Astartes bike. Riding atop this daemonic looking monstrosity was a helmet-less doomrider... Pale white skin betrayed his life in this desert as Tergeo observed the new coming threat. A long scimitar was being waved around above the doomrider's head like a madman. "Chaos incarnate in one man..." Tergeo whispered in contempt as he gathered his Nerves. The distance closed between Tergeo and the Rider extremely quickly. Tergeo Pulled back his powerfist on his right hand and pointed it down, perhaps he can pull off an early win by knocking the rider off the bike that gave him power... With Precision timing Tergeo slammed down his fist into the sand at his feet. The Doomrider was able to anticipate all that was happening within a second; although the bike was ramped off to Tergeo's right The Doomrider managed to turn his bike with master control in mid-flight. When the bike landed it seemed that the attack did little to slow or even phase the Doomrider. Tergeo pulled back as quickly as his human body could move. A dodge was barely enacted as Tergeo could tell his neck was inches from the Doomrider's passing powerblade. one second to slow would have meant death...
'I guess i have to try to use it...' Tergeo thought. Quickly as the Doomrider jinked for another attack Tergeo took his large canteen of water and unscrewed the cap. Quickly he pulled it back to splash it out. The Doomrider was now coming upon him; Ready to deliver a death blow. 'NOW!' Tergeo thought. He dove towards under the right arm of the Doomrider; placing the canteen in place of Tergeo. In and explosion of water The Doomrider was drenched in water. Tergeo finished his roll and turned around, both arms extended. Extreme willpower froze the water that covered the bike's engine and rider. Unable to move the Doomrider's Bike flew over the Dune and into the Combat locked in the dust storm. Tergeo cursed and prayed that the rider would crash into another or at least dismount the bike. Quickly Tergeo ran to the top of the Dune once more. Now an even bigger Dust cloud surrounded the combat. as if an unnatural force was causing it all...
Tergeo dusted off his sand covered coat. 'Shiny white again...' He whispered. Tergeo couldn't figure out why but slowly a flesh eating desert scarab was rising from the sand to feast on the body of an ork. Sadly, Tergeo felt connected to that Scarab; a scavenger to leftovers...
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Post by mina on Jun 2, 2011 18:31:54 GMT
The crash is magnificent in Cassie's eyes it kicks up so much dust that she is quickly covered in a thick layer of dust as are the other soldiers. With the bikes all but wrecked and flaming the surviving orks and berserkers stand and snarl at Tergeo in absolute rage as they charge up the hill only to be intercepted by the Berserker under Cassie's control. He snarls leaping at one as they hack him to pieces barely sustaining a wound. There are 7 of them all headed at the figure in white. Cassie is running quickly vaulting over a flaming bike and whipping a dagger at the back of an Ork's head only to have it clank off of his armor. She frowns in disgust knowing she should have hit. They are now upon Tergeo and it takes all her physical skill to reach Tergeo in time to block a jab from behind that would have ended his life.
She stabs the orks hand and then shoots him in the face as he recoils in pain. Still they are well surrounded and she looks at him, "You ready to get dirty Terg?" not waiting for a response she turns staring at another berserker, "You are my Beloved, and they are mine. Beloved is me and he is yours. Come be mine. Mine is beloved you are mine." the berserker stares for a moment at her beauty and body stopped in his tracks. He slowly moves forward his hand running across her face, then her hair then her body as he speaks at the same times as her, "Beloved is beauty, perfection, you are beloved and you are me and I am mine." the other marines stare at him, "What is wrong with you." she smiles as he continues to grope her body, "They are not my beloved, you are beloved and they must not touch me." the marine nods at her like a drone and turns towards his brothers, "I am Beloved, and she is mine." he runs forward his blade singing as he begins to fight them.
She too draws weapons waiting for the support that will end this conflict, "Beloved is perfection, Beloved is murder and blood and pain and love. Beloved is you and you are mine."
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Post by Esiphas on Jun 2, 2011 18:42:57 GMT
Serene catches another of the 7 off guard with her powers, bringing him closeer and closer before bowling him into an ally with a telekenetic blast. Then, Serene jumped onto the mans fallen form and drove her teeth into the beerkers neck. She gagged on the blood- what had she just done? it was like the Guardsman. Why had she done that? She swallowed anyway, unsure.
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Post by Major Chrispy on Jun 2, 2011 18:43:15 GMT
Chris rolls under a strike from the berserker heading towards him,twisting he grabs the warriors chain axe and hurls it at him. Unfortunatly it only procedes to pop the tires of the biker and piss him off. Running towards him, the berserker smashes him in the face with a punch, dislocating his jaw. Reaching out chris tore off his collar of khorne, only to be granted a knife into the ribs...
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Post by Tyamius, Shadow Lord on Jun 2, 2011 23:21:12 GMT
(NO guardsmen! They all were evac-ed we are the only imperium people on the planet!)
Crell watches as the Berserkers and Boyz battle with his team. He feels unable to move only watch as their blood lust consumes them. 'Yes Crell join them! Lead them! A voice in his head yells.
"Must help my team!" Crell yells drawing out the eviscerators and charging a Khorne Lord carrying an ax. "Your mine! Go back to the eye you traitor (please do not swear)!" Crell yells jumping and bringing down the blades only to be stopped by a massive hand reaching from the ax. A Bloodfeeder.
"Ha foolish boy! You know not the power of the blood god!" The Lord yells going into full fledged combat with Crell. He smiles the same sharp teeth Crell had, and then Crell's eyes flashed red. "This one is him! All men of the blood god, capture him!" The Lord yelled causing every Warrior to converge on Crell be they Ork, Chaos or mind controlled puppet everything else was dropped to attack Crell.
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Post by mina on Jun 3, 2011 2:28:44 GMT
Cassie feels the loss of her slave and she looks at the lord as he shouts something about taking Crell. Despite the pain and fear she has of him, the lust remains and the daemon inside isn't prepared to lose that yet because her eyes turn fully pink as she storms forward her blade slicing into an Ork who attempts to get in her way as she speaks her voice is soothing, the tone seems to beg for love from those around, yet the words themselves are terrifying, "Keep your bloody hands off of him, he is mine." The 2 of the marines turn to laugh at her and quickly find her daggers in between their eyes as they drop to the sand stirring up dust as she leans down retrieving them before powering forward beating the converging marines to him.
The daemon inside smiles, it is now or never. Her lips pout into a questioning smile as she strides towards the Lord , "I want you. Be mine. Not like these others." she looks in disgust at those around her not counting Crell, "Mine. I want to feel the pain of your caress and I want you to enjoy my perfection. Make me your Beloved." She is fully prepared to block an attack as she moves towards him, "I want my daemon to sing with your body, and I want you to take my form" her hair curls around her shoulders as the chaos surround them, "I want to be your pleasure and your beauty, all I ask is the answer to a single question..."
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Post by Tyamius, Shadow Lord on Jun 3, 2011 2:35:20 GMT
"Questions shall wait, I want the boy!" The Lord says holding the ax to blade combat. "Join us! Come boy become one of us!"
"(please do not swear) you!" Crell yells swinging the blades down at the lord cutting into the ax, and through the armor of the marine. "Your mine dammit!"
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Post by mina on Jun 3, 2011 2:55:14 GMT
She turns the daemon within pasting a smile across her face as she turns moving towards Crell as her arms wrap around him from behind as she begins to nuzzle his back, "Do you remember last night. That was fun. I like fun. I love that kind of fun." Cassie inside is horrified at the pain she was in and she presses back against the daemon, "You should come with me, you are mine. You are my perfection and beauty, my lust and my object." he feels her hands caress his strong chest, "And I am yours Beloved. I want you to squeeze me like last night, and beg me to scream your name again, Because I am you and she is his Beloved Perfection."
She walks forward smiling at him as she draws his hand to her waist running his hand over the dark bruised flesh of her stomach, "Come with me and we can spend tonight in each other's arms."
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Post by Major Chrispy on Jun 3, 2011 4:44:57 GMT
The khornate biker that had stabbed Chris stands there, gazing at the form lying before him, smirking he turns to asist his lord. As the bike starts so does hell. The world seems to shift and bend, and Chris stands up. Holding out his right hand a large blade of fire appears, the hilt in the shape of Tzeentches symbol. Raising the blade he carves the warrior in half, and gazing at Crell he relizes what must happen...or so the figure tells him. Forming the sword into a large lance he hurls it into Crells chest, the embrace of Cassie stopping him from moving...
"I guess you were right, the one of pleasure would assist me in the end of the Slaughter..."Chris mutters, more the daemon mutters.
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Post by Father Nurgle on Jun 3, 2011 5:19:55 GMT
(that makes no sense at all, because that would mean we are outnumbered, terribly. Mind you we are not astartes. i say we came with a detachment of imperials under our lead for extra help. I mean, we are on a planet overtaken by evils, expect not to just make it out with injuries alone. Guardsmen make it to where we can watch some slaughter and not make us so Op.)
Tergeo slid down the sand dune; Skidding to a stop only feet away from an injured Astartes. It was the Doomrider. The once possessed marine stood holding his daemon blade with both hands, and breathing heavy. Tergeo must have infuriated this one by dismounting him forcibly. Tergeo stood upon the edge of deadly combat; The Doomrider was faster, stronger, and more precise that Tergeo. This fight was one sided...
Behind the Doomrider, 20 feet or so, Tergeo could see Cassie and Crell. She embraced him so lovingly, even if he causes so much pain to her. Tergeo gritted his teeth... hot jealousy set in and Tergeo felt his whole being enhanced. His muscles started to bulge under his skin tight suit. Tergeo's hair lengthened an inch or 2, his eyes became a sharper green, his breathing slowed. The Doomrider before him took note in his changes and threw them out, bringing his blade back behind him and charging.
Tergeo within an instant was already smashing into the Doomrider. with a blink Tergeo had teleported in front of the Doomrider, right powerfist arm bent out. The Doomrider slammed into the clenched fist and was killed as the powerfist smashed into his armor. Something was wrong... Tergeo wasn't like this, he wasn't known for such power... slowly the Doomrider slid from the stationary arm and into the sand below. Tergeo turned to face the his one true enemy now. Crell had crossed his line, and now deserved his own form of defeat...
"Crell!" Tergeo Challenged amidst the chaos. His deep voice echoed jealous fury as it rang over war cries and thoughts. As soon as the challenge was uttered all began to fall apart...
Suddenly Tergeo's pupils shrunk and shook violently, He fell to the sand in a crumpled form. Very slowly his eyes began to shut, Raising his head Tergeo could only see Cassie embracing Crell, Tergeo tried to find strength but all of it had left so suddenly. Darkness engulfed his view and once more Tergeo faded into darkness.
The flies... always with their monotonous buzzing... Tergeo could see again in his dream; his nightmares. Once more he stood alone with a torrent of flies surrounding him; all buzzing in chaos. This time was different though, Tergeo could move. He would flinch and jump at this phobia of his. The flies jumped around the same time as he did, as if mimicking him... Tergeo felt one fly on his skin and with a flick of his arm Tergeo threw it off of him; at the same instant the flies surrounding his flew out in the direction of his arm movement. like an extension of himself.! Tergeo gasped as his comprehension of his level set in; They follow Him! This realization aroused a very evil laughter in Tergeo's head. it was a laughter of comedy, as if something funny had just happened. Tergeo wondered if it was his own. Before Tergeo could speak though, the dream ended; returning again to darkness.
Tergeo could see that one thing as he regained consciousness; Cassie embracing Crell... It hadn't been but 10 seconds, what was happening? Tergeo's eyes fell to his hands in shame as he still gazed upon the woman he grew fond of with another man. He glared at his bare hands laying palm up gleaming in the sun. Without origin, a fly droned down from thin air and landed upon Tergeo's opened palm. As horrified Tergeo was he could do nothing to stop it and slowly the fly sank into the skin of Tergeo as if dissolving into him. Pain then ensued, extreme pain. Pain as if his bones were reforming within him; Pain of his blood changing inside of him. The pain was unbearable; so much so, that Tergeo flew right back up to his feet. Peace... Amazingly the pain was gone, but the sensation still remained. All about his skin it felt as if Flies crawled on him. Finally his skin stopped the sensation and everything felt natural again. Or at least Tergeo hoped...
Upon revival Tergeo still had challenged Crell; jealousy set back in and Tergeo stood proudly in his completely unstained Coat. Unnoticed a fly flew from the sleeve of Tergeo's suit. The battlefield around him had changed now, Bezerker was fighting Bezerker, The only ones not fighting were Crell, Cassie, the Khorne Lord and Tergeo.
Soon most of that would change...
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Post by Major Chrispy on Jun 3, 2011 5:24:41 GMT
(Lol Father Nurgle, isn't there hug sooo nice...Cassie is hugging him while he has a flaming lance through him  ) |
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Post by Esiphas on Jun 3, 2011 9:38:48 GMT
Serene looked Tergio up and down. ''Well well. Someones becoming a big boy.'' She walked over to him, placed her lips against his ear and whispered ''When you've got Cassie back, give Crell to me. I'll make him suffer for you. So very much...'' Then she walked onwards, sitting down atop a ruined bike, waiting for the duel to ensue. Inside her, the deamon laughed, a long, deep yet feminine laugh (Like Grendels Mother in Beowulf). Soon she would have a new plaything. so much skin to cut, so much blood to drink.
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Post by Tyamius, Shadow Lord on Jun 3, 2011 21:46:29 GMT
(No guard because no one knows of the group, we are all secret kept from all but the most powerful of the Imperium. Were all daemons do they would freak and try and kill us!)
During all this one person is unseen by his own team, tied up and dragged away Drakka was taken by a second party of Orcs. Not a scream escaped his mouth, not one word and he was gone. Crell felt a break as the spear entered his back, fury filled him as he didn't sense his best friend.
"Drakka?" Crell muttered turning and moving towards the jeep, not even bothering with the spear. "So this is loss? My brother, my twin....You'll all (please do not swear) pay for this!" Wings sprouted from his back as he doubled over screaming in agony. "I want your blood! Chris oh Chris, your first boy!" He screamed again as he seemed to double in size. Horns then split his forehead open, "Play times over!" He yelled standing, his human face now horned, he had wings, and the most terrifying feature was one of his arms now was taloned, blood red with spikes. A sword made of brass and a red metal formed from the air.
"Kill them all Crell. Do it now."
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Post by Major Chrispy on Jun 4, 2011 2:10:01 GMT
Chris laughs, "HAHAHAHA!!! Foolish Crell, Chris isn't here right now all thats left is PANDAMONIUM!!!!" A dark raspy voice explains.
Chris's cloths start to shift and became a large robe, covering his face and body, two wings, like that of an angel sprout from his back, the colour of death.
Holding out his right hand a large gun shoots out of the sleave, the same look as a full auto grenade launcher. A chain bound it to the right wrist.
Aiming the gun forwards he fires a bolt, a massive flaming bolt flies out, a head forming, screaming like that of a daemon, coming into contact with the hill by Crell it explodes ino a torrent of fire, sending shards of glass the size of people everywhere...
"Come Crell, It is time for you to die!"
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Post by mina on Jun 4, 2011 3:50:32 GMT
The daemon is out of control in Cassie in seconds as she shrieks leaping away from Crell and he turns to leer down at her his spiked arm and furious visage make her tremble and back up, "Chris run!" she shouts turning only to see Chris in a stranger shape as he shoots glass. She has to duck and roll to avoid getting impaled which she does with great grace to her movements as she rolls away from them bringing up a great deal of sand in her wake as she covers her head and moves running for the jeep. She vaults over the door landing in it and kicking the bottom off of it as she quickly begins to hotwire it, keys or no keys she has the thing on in a matter of seconds. She slams her foot down backing it up to Tergio throwing the door open, "I don't know what is happening, but I sure as (please do not swear) don't want to find out. I'll drive you shoot." she says pointing at the orks that are retreating with Drakka in tow. She notices Crell glaring at her and she throws out her hand using her telekinetic abilites to yank Tergio forward right as a fireball goes flying where he was standing. The door slams shut as she back the jeep up quickly and slams on the gas moving s=in a zig zag pattern towards the distant orks.
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