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Post by carnofex on Jul 9, 2011 1:50:36 GMT
Ka saw the spikey human as the orks called them or chaos marines as the ones of man called them. Seeing the brute as an ally one could trust he planted his feat on the wall and grabd the chains and started to heave them off . After a few countless trys he finaly was able to help the chaos one get free from the chains. "it would be an honar to have you as an ally, one of chaos" ka said dragging a body of a dog faced warrior he forgot the name of and started to feast on it regaining energy. takeing a look outside the cell he waited and leaped to the closes enemy driving his claws into his throat. Leaping away from danger.
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Post by Major Chrispy on Jul 9, 2011 6:56:09 GMT
Right on que a Dark Eldar Kabalite Warrior hopped around the corner. This one was carrying something a bit unexpected, a splinter cannon. The warrior planted his feet and let loose. The splinters, before only a foot long now several feet, flew down the highway. The spray was unexpected by the guards and several were cut down from the cannon.
Tucking into a roll Ragnis rolled forwards, using the other dark eldars, and corpses as meat shields. The sound of a splinter canister hitting the ground was his que, exactly three seconds. Dashing forwards Ragnis tackled the warrior to the ground. Rocketing off the ground Ragnis barely dodge the killing strike of a splinter pistol t the chin, the pain shot through his body, setting his adrenaline into overdrive, a nice addition he got from the haemonculii. Pouncing forwards, he planted one foot on each arm and fired a salvo of splinters into the warriors skull. The sound of steel boots against plate flooring came from his left. Raising the splinter cannon, he brought it into a sweeping arc, its automated reload preping the weapon, as he started to fill the hall with salvo.
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Post by Esiphas on Jul 9, 2011 8:44:02 GMT
Ginny Shot down a guard who came up behind Ragnis, Using psychic powers to recover his splinter gun. She tossed it to Ka. ''Birdy!'' She said, giving him a eads up. Then she moved down the corridor to beside Ragnis, careful not to look disrespectful. She would get to maiming him and his pride later. She watched him gun down the guards in the hallway, and calleed their weapons to her. Then she went back to teh others and gave them all weapons. ''Don't say i've never donea nything for you.'' She says, the walks down the corridor tojoin Ragnis's assault again.
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Post by mina on Jul 9, 2011 23:49:50 GMT
Pearlandra grinned lightly at the display of skill by Ragnis in following her timing. She had commanded many others who could not match the intensity and skill it required to match a 3 second gap. Many had failed, lucky time was pretty undecided. Although that was why she existed, to make it less fluid. She rolled around the corne firing the weapon catching a ducking guard in the shoulders and stepping to the side as shots raged past her form and then she stepped forward putting another shot in the dark eldars head. In the split seconds as a shot slammed towards her head she fell backwards slamming her hand into the ground and splitting as more fire raged where her feet had been. She then rolled backwards making for safety. She breathed heavily lacking sutenance and not having moved, she also had felt her wrist snap under the pressure. This was not good.
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Post by Major Chrispy on Jul 10, 2011 6:04:27 GMT
Hmmm? A sudden burst of energy, the pain in the air...its intoxicating! No pain was ever this pure, innocent...sweet... Caught unaware by this sudden rush of feeling Ragnis took several splinter rounds to the chest, the rounds puncturing his flesh. There was a sense of satisfaction from the guards, only for it to be cut short as their "slain" advisary proceded to pull the orange splinters from his chest, and hurl them to the side. A look of horror spread across there faces as Ragnis's wounds slowly began to drip with a green liquid, the places it hit the dead guards flesh, now lying below Ragnis, began to rapidly multiply. The toxin caused the flesh to grow and expand across the armour of the Guard, before the corpse exploded in a shower of gore.
The blood was everywhere, pieces of spleen and bone splattered the walls and amongst the carnage stood Ragnis. The man still intoxicated by the feeling strode forwards towards the stunned guards. The being strode towards them at almost an eerie pace, he was giving off an aura of absolution, sent on one goal. The death of these pathetic excuses for a dark eldar. For those not within view of the acts heard the screams of the guards, the sound ecoing through the walls, and in the vents. One of the screams of the damned.
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Post by Esiphas on Jul 10, 2011 8:39:02 GMT
Ginny used her powers in a greater strength this time, pulling a dark eldar towards her. SHe jammed the slinter rifle into the mouth of the guard, a bareheaded kabalite, who looked at the rifle in horror. She pulled the trigger. Then she stopped down and picked up the Kabalites weapon, a Blaster. She grinned, and pointed it at the nearest dark ldar, who dived to the floor, shrieking, fearing for his life and fearing that Ginny would breach the hull. Ginny used her powers to send a splinter in a dead uards body flying ito the diving mans neck. he shuddered and died.
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Post by virado on Jul 10, 2011 9:26:36 GMT
With the rain of gunfire making the passage through the hallways difficult Lelithane decided it was time for a little change of tactics. The others could get shot up. But if her perfect body was marred Lelithane wouldn't know what to do.The wych pried off one of the vent covers and climbed in. Anyone but a wych would have gotten stuck within the narrow passage but her limber joints made her passage smooth. Far behind the ranks of the guards she emerged silently. Her removal of the cover was masked by the deafening sounds of splinter volleys.
Quietly she crept up behind the closest guard and snapped his neck, Lelithane silently let his body down, then took his knife and pistol. The next found a knife in the back of his head and was dead before he realized it. In quick succession she assassinated the remaining guards from behind. Knife in the back, slit throat, pistol at point blank. However out of all that she killed the majority of them with her bare hands.
As soon as the commotion had started it was over. A fair number of prisoners had died. Those not dead wailed from the poisons in their bodies. Around 20 guards were dead and while the majority were felled by gunfire Lelithane could claim to a good number of them.
She had not gotten a workout like this in a long time. It felt good to be up and about in the midst of the slaughter. Lelithane walked over towards Ragnis in her usual vixen walk. "Oh Ragnis what was that? I know the pain in the air is delicious but really. I find it hard to believe you were even an Archon. Letting yourself be distracted in the midst of battle is something a fresh tankborn would do. And if you died I'd really be dissapointed."
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Post by Major Chrispy on Jul 10, 2011 17:39:02 GMT
"Hahaha! Very nice joke Lelithane! I am simply enjoying a new sensation feel the air. I think that our lighter sister gives off the most wonderful of feelings." Ragnis inhales, "plus, do you think I could be felled by these...these...worthless excuses of dark eldar!? I am Ragnis Shadis! Ex-Archon of cult of the Obsidion Rose! I will not be felled by any being! GOD OR MORTAL!!!"
Grabbing a guard, apparently the last in this part of the ship, Ragnis slammed him into the wall. The mans armoured spine shattered, his legs becoming limp. "Where is this ship going! And were is its current position!?"
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Post by mina on Jul 11, 2011 4:20:42 GMT
Pearlandra had heard, or rather she had seen what Ragnis was saying now out of earshot for her. She smiled lightly at it, this would allow her a chance at survival. She was only slightly aware of what the seers did to their kin. It was a strange effect being near one who saw things. Some couldn't take the rush that was psychically transfered, some.. mostly human's bodies couldn't keep up with the physical enhancements that came from her and her kind. It rarely was a good thing, some Eldar became so connected that the difference between the seer and the warrior mentally was destroyed. Pearlandra smiled luckily for her that shouldn't be a threat, the difference between her and her dark kin right? She dismissed such a thought, she would be leaving them soon enough. She strode forward meeting the two dark ones in the captain's room and grinning, "Perhaps when you figure all that out you would be kind enough to drop me off on the nearest world." she doubted they would.. but she might as well try.
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Post by Major Chrispy on Jul 11, 2011 5:36:01 GMT
Tossing aside the broken body of the guard Ragnis spun around. He gazed at the Lighter Kin, her eyes shifting colours. Then he began to laugh. At first it was a steady laugh, but then grew into hysteria. After several minutes ragnnis gathered himself, now drenched in sweat.
"Sorry my dear witch, we aren't dropping you off. We are taking a detour, I have something I need to take care of. Plus, you swore service to me, remember?" Ragnis says that last bit with a hint of arrogance.
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Post by Father Nurgle on Jul 11, 2011 14:56:21 GMT
Sweat beaded down Slovain's neck and snaked down his spine, the stench of death surrounding him as he finished his craft. The group of escaped prisoners had finally left him in peace now, and were making quite a commotion in the hallway a ways down. Slovain contemplated joining them, but he wanted to live; Something willed him to survive... Slovain clicked the last 6 inch sharpened spike into the jail cell bar and melted it into place using a torch of the dark eldar arcane fire. Slovain tore a piece of clothing from a dead prisoner that used to share the cell with him, and who he talked to. Whilst he was wrapping the cloth around the grip of the improvised weapon Slovain looked upon the dead corpse as if it was speaking to him. Then from his silence he spoke out to it. "Yes i know, but i cannot trust any one of them, half of them were betrayed by their own kind and the other still care for themselves only... Besides, they already know what i am here for and what gods i serve..." The corpse he spoke to was slumped under a chain wrist lock and it's head cocked down. this one was a human governors daughter by the looks of it... Poor girl. "But you are right, i won't have a lick split of knowledge of this writing these darklings use." Slovain wiped his neck of the sweat that was collecting and wiped it on the dark wall next to him. "And doing things alone won't get me past this hallway... i hear the things that creep in these halls." Slovain stopped talking as if to listen to the corpse make counter argument. His passive face gave way to no emotion. "I could do that..." He said as he turned to the cell door. He stood before the door of the prisoners holding area with thoughts of action if he were to be caught, when footprints were heard. Slovain braced himself for an incoming wave of guards, and raised his weapon. The weapon he had crafted was one of the long bars used on a cell door that measured about 7 feet long. across the top 3 spikes pointed out made from another bar of the call door. each one of the three got smaller as it went down the length of the weapon. Then there was the hilt which was melting onto the bar and lastly the grip with a white cloth for padding. This was all he had for now... Slovain prepared to fight as the footsteps neared. But when the footsteps got to a point where he would probably been able to see them, there was nothing. Slovain's eyes darted around madly as his emotionless face calculated the possibilities. His breathing slowed, nothing around him moved for a while. When suddenly a dark figure materialized from thin air, wreathed in green fires. It had nothing on aside from a long robe bottom and held a wicked blade. Where there should have been a mouth there was just nothing and it's eyes were pits of baleful evil. Slovain stood as he knew this lone figure could kill him, but he prepared himself none the less. The next move the figure made was surprising; it fell down low on it's heels, and wiped the floor of a bit of blood. While this happened 4 other of these black ghostlike creatures materialized around the first and took survey. Slovain was paralyzed in what should had been fear, but moreover an outside force was stopping him from acting, as if it said 'stand perfectly still...' The black creatures covered in bright flames stood around the first one. The silently spoke with bonds of telepathy for a few seconds before being enveloped by nothing and dissipating. The quiet steps of footsteps were heard and Slovain looked to where they all once stood. Before him footsteps were being made! Slovain almost let a gasp of realization as he now knows that they harbor the ability to make themselves invisible! Slovain watched as those footsteps vanished from the prison area and moved in the direction the other group of prisoners left off to. Slovain had to follow them, he needed one of those eldar to help him escape. And he knew which one he would ask... Slowly Slovain crept out of the holding area and down the hall, following the feint footsteps of the invisible creatures. 'These prisoners move to feed the beasts...' An overlord like voice whispered in his mind. Slovain hoped that he could convince one of these eldar to his side...
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Post by mina on Jul 11, 2011 15:51:35 GMT
Pearlandra had flopped weakily into a chair not far away from Ragnis her stomach growling harder at her and the sweat on her body making it harder to ignore the fact that she was weak. Annoyance blossomed at his tone, barely checked by her decades in the Eldar political realm she managed to only slightly leer at him her eyes briefly settling on dark blue before returning to their constantly churning state, "Well if you'd like me to continue serving you with all my body and soul I suggest you find some food for me or point me in the right direction." she smiles at him, a not unattractive smile but also dripping with lust for food.
The Slovian strides in, she couldn't say she didn't expect it, but this one's future was particularly hard to read. He made her eyes burn when she looked at him, which caused her to turn her head away as he entered her view as they began to tear up. She attempted to hide the pain but she knew without even thinking that the dark eldar would sense her increased pain. She whiped the barely shed tears from her eyes hoping she would be given the food excuse to leave before Slovain adressed her or someone else.
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Post by Major Chrispy on Jul 11, 2011 20:46:39 GMT
Ragnis walks over to the command board by the point of the ship. Using the holocommand board, he found out several intresting things. One, the ship was docked and the doors open for their new captures to board, two, the ship had Automated weapons that could be activated, and three, thre seems to be Mandrakes onboard in the slave chamber. The last part caused Ragnis to smile. So Kazgath hadn't forgotten his pact.
Spinning on the chair he turns around and gazes at the Eldar whom had just spoken, he grabbed the nearest dead guard and tossed his ration pack to her. "Eat up we have work to do..."
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GAZKUL
Ripper
Evil is Fun!!!!!!
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Post by GAZKUL on Jul 28, 2011 16:49:46 GMT
Right, first post on this forum and late to sign up but hey it sounds fun......
Name: Glaudio Tauren Race: Human Sex: Male Appearance: An older man with greying hair, he has the letter P branded onto his right shoulder and wears a tattered grey flight suit History: A former Drug runner come pirate for a local crime family, captured by the imperial authorities and send to a penal colony, unfortunately the ship carrying him was raided en route.......
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Post by virado on Jul 28, 2011 22:08:47 GMT
thread's dead man your way to late.
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