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(please note that this is a purely warhammer 40 000 universe rp)
(ic)
It all began on the backwater world of Angelis 906. The planet has, or had very little military significance for the imperium until now. for u see Angelis was simply an ancient mining planet that had become a haven for criminals, pirates and adventurers. then during a usual warpstorm that cuts the planet off from the outside universe the chaos struck. a small elite team of Abbadons Chosen had infiltrated the planet and acting as loyal imperials (since no one on the planet knew what a loyal space marine looked like) they over threw the already corrupted governer inplace of another even more corrrupt governer. One of Abbadons specially chosen; Naarlak. who knows what evils Naarlak has in store for the galaxy...........

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(an imperial agent is running through the small streets of a town on Angelis and he reaches for a weapon in his kacket but a gun shot smashes intoi his shoulder sending him flying to the floor. he pulls out a vid-recorder and sends his last message to any one how can recieve it
"if....any....one can hear this.....plaese help.........city..taken over.....Abbad....EMPERORS MERCY".... <<<<message ends>>>>)

I don't wanna be mean/nerdy but I happen to have the chaos space marine codex and Abbadon's chosen are massive chaos space marines, the kind that could'nt pose as imperial marines, the imperium makes sure EVERYONE knows what they look like, people would hear anyway should they not have been informed officially.

Sorry but its best I point it out now rather than halfway through the RP.

i know what u mean. i have the codex two but they did actually pose as imperial space marines and because the citizens dont know what marines look like then they bought it :lol:

He he, dumb imperials....hey wait im a Daemonhunter/imperial guard player....aww well, who could I be in this RP?

It was a cold damp night. The moon glistened on the little stream that trickled through the outside of the cave. Loud squarking of Dones, flying through trees and the noise of clicking coming from the Dewatics. The cave was huge, going down the main enterance it would split into four different passage ways. Only one lead to safety. Through the maze of widing tunnels and never ending darkness lies, the planets last glimmer of hope lays in wait. Plotting and waiting to get ready to strike.

"Sir, we are reciving a transmission." A tall well built man barks. After a few seconds another tall man appears. Both in the uniform of the imperial guardsmen regiment, the Cadians. Both men's uniform was damp, tattered and ripped.

"Ok lets hear it, Johnson." Johnson turned and brought out a radio back pack. He turn a two knobs to get the right frequency.

"if....any....one can hear this.....plaese help.........city..taken over.....Abbad....EMPERORS MERCY"....

The sergent raised his eyebrow and stared at the radio for a few moments.

"Where was this agent?"

"He was suppost to be stationed in Angelis City, Scum Central." He joked "But this communication wasn't sent from there. It would seem he was on the run."

"It is important that we have someone in Angelis City. I will take his place. Johnson your coming with me. Change your clothes and tell the others."

The soldier nodded and ran down a dark tunnel. Just a few more months now. The sergent thought to himself. Just a few more.

yeah ive no prob in any one joining so long as no one brings in whole armies. this rp is on a small scale

"Aun'shi, we have intercepted a transmission from Imperial space. It seems the Gue'la are facing internal strife." Kor'O Sa'Cea Kauyon said hurriedly.

"Very well. Kor'O, dispatch a Hunter Cadre to assist them." replied the Ethereal, his robes flapping softly in the gentle breeze. "And ask Aun'O Shovah to accompany them. The Gue'la should never be trusted, but we can little afford for them to suffer under the legions of the Warp."

ork wannabe-warlord SkullKrush paced up and down the ship
he had heard the message [played over and over tryin to figure out what it was
"Der's sumfin suspicous about it" he said to his grot shmagol
the grot stared in amazement as the hulking ork realised he was talkin to himself.
"Round up da ladz.....lets have a good ol' lootin an pillagin".......

(IC story)

Naarlak watched as the bandits and nomads he enslaved hoisted the great icon deeper into the pit
soon his plan would come to its gory finale if he could get his hands on the last icon, The Eye of Horak, the eye of a demon prince that rests under the husk of the planet.......

(ooc) i am goin to control the chaos side (FAIRLY) and i will happily take any suggestions on what they should do
or if any one else feels that they would like to take control (but dont go power mad) then just ask...

Inquistitor Tarkeus surveyed the scene, the foul cultists in their robes of crimson and jet black leather cowls were being butchered around him, the heretics had tried to summon a daemon of the chaot god. Khorne. Khorne who was the god of war, blood death. The god that would send a daemon on a rampage should it be allowed in a city of easy prey.

The inquisitor looked left and right to see his acoltye Marcus blast a cultist in the spine rather zealously with a las-pistol while Kraleon the crazed priest; fanatical about the imperial creed, drove a massive evicerator in the spasming form of a very dead cultist. Most of the cult was dead or dispersed, of course he could track the last few down at a later time.

Tarkeus quickly sidestepped as a cocky cultist lunged for him, cruel blades raised, only to be impaled on the force sword the inquisitor held in his hands. The cultist went into death throes before exploding, showering the inquisitor and his small retinue in dark red matter. Blood splashing the walls like some crazed artist on a rampage.

He looked around the room once more, small and enclosed, dark. The perfect place for a cult. He strode into the middle of the room, Where a small altar lay waiting, A skull or two at its base along with various body parts that made the Acolyte look away and the priest look to his feet.

The acolyte marcus looked up from the area around his feet to the inquisitor, tall with dark brown hair, sivler armour with a swirling cyan cloak huddled close around shining silver power armour as he called the priest forward to murmur some rites of passage for the dead sacrifices before the inquistor drove his force sword down into crude stone altar, dark blue bolts of energy clashed with red crackles from the altar before the crude lump of stone blew apart.

Tarkeus turned on his heel and beckoned for Marcus and kraleon to follow, the sage servitor always followed him, as did the seer who always seemed to know where Tarkeus was going to move next.

For a second the seer just stopped rigid. Eyeballs nearly popping out of his bald head a few seconds before the sage servitor said in a hoarse metallic voice, "incoming transmission, security clearnence beta, Recieving", The time before the transmission started was filled with static but just as Marcus thought something was wrong a recorded voice crackled out of a speaker mounted on the sages shoulder. ""if....any....one can hear this.....plaese help.........city..taken over.....Abbad....EMPERORS MERCY."

The inquisitor headed to the surface with haste to plan his next move. Barely noticing he had a a crazed priest muttering about "the burning flames of the seven...."

DOUBLE POST :oops:

After a long walk on a dusty road they approached the dark city of Angelis. The outta city was quite rural as most of the buildings were run down shacks and burnt out houses, but as they entered the city more, the buildings began to grow, more peopel appeared and the worse it got. Bodies of dead humans, orks and other species they could not identify littered the streets. Small bands of scaven nawed at the limbs of humans and aliens, but as anyone got close they would quickly escape.

"Where is our contact?" The sergent asked.

"He will be in the Ork's Hammer. A local pub." Johnson replied. "Over there Will." He pointed over to a place full of activity. The pub was a building of falling rocks and hopes. Humans and aliens would go to the tavern to drink their woes away, but most of the time they find the end of a orks axe, or corpse rotting in the street. Outside stood three orks, drinking Blitz, cheering and jumping around. Every human that past they would say, "Stu'ped humies." And they carried on drinking. Will and Johnson were no exeptions.

As they entered they noticed a number of tables tipped over, glass all over the floor, along with punk, drink, blood and urine. All around they saw people either enjoying themselves with a whore in one hand and a drink in the other, or a person on their own drowing on their own ale. They took a seat in a corner and waited. After a minute or so and man stepped out of the crowd and sat down.

"You the new agents?"

libraian lexum strode through his battle barge, listening to the reports from a servo-skull.
"so you have heard, brother librarian" spoke battle sargeant varniul"what do we do"
lexum sighed. this is not what they had set out to do. " activate warp drives, and prepare the brothers. i want a strike team ready as soon as we arive, and sargeant.... ready exterminus, we do not know what we may find when we get there"

OOC:
Hey soz but no big armies, btw dont let this thread die!

SaCea, A HUnter Cadre is around 100 men - this is a small scale RP.

(ooc) very sorry that i havnt been postin lately but i have not forgot about it and i hope you havnt too so lets keep the story goin :D

the iron hands thunderhawk landed in a dense marsh, and the mariens tumbled out, the scouts emediatly sucuring the perimeter
" and so it has begun" said scout captain marcus

Grand Master Javius looked around. His 20 Man strike team of himself, his bodyguard and 2 squads of Grey Knights.

They set off for the place where the Daemonic signal had been detected...

OOC: Phoenixius, i know how biig a Hunter Cadre is, i only intend to deploy the Aun'O, a Fire Team, and a Pathfinder Team, with Develifish transports.

Will post again later.

the ork warband had grown bigger in the recent days and SkullKrush was pleased. soon he would reach the big city and he had enough boys to make himself heard. first however he would need to find this 'deemon' that the locals had been saying or more like beaten out of them.
"Boss" said shmagol.
"WHAT" shouted SkullKrush over the racket of gunfire. the farmers had tryed to save there farm but they were as useful as a chocolate squig thought SkullKrush. the humans would fall and the prize will be his. all in due time.........

A single Y'Eldi class heavy freighter dropped out of warp and manouvered into orbit above Angelis City. From a drop bay beneath the freighter, a Manta class drop ship fell towards the surface, its bay carrying two Devilfish transport craft, with an additional Hammerhead gunship for fire support.

Each devilfish carried a squad of Tau warriors, one unit of elite Pathfinders, and the other a veteran Fire Team, guarding Aun'O Shovah, who sat in quiet consideration of the events, caressing his honour blade gently.

Naarlak approached the altar. the headless corpses lay strewn across the ground, their blood mixing on the cold marble of the palace floor. the 'trophies' placed on large spikes in honour of the god Khorne.
the unholy Mass would take place on the third night of the Devourer. a night of massacres and bloodlust where non are spared.
the festival would not easily be disguised so Naarlak tightened the defences around the city. thirty chaos marines of Abbadons finest Black Legion where at his disposal, and if the Mass went his way then deamons would also become available. let alone the weapon delivered by Khorne to slay the deamon and capture the eye.

"sir, tau targets have been sighted only 6 miles away, do we engage?"
"of course, prepare the brothers, we will kill them all!!!"


20 minuits later

the land raider pulled out into the clearing, closely followed by 4 rhinoes and 10 bikers. lexum dismounted the raider with his bodygaurd of space marriens, the techmarrien joining with the devistators."open fire" the marriens opend fire and 26 bolters, 10 snipers, 6 rocket launchers and 4 plasma guns filled the clearing with smoke and twiching tau bodies.....

OOC: Ok guys time to slow it down a little. Do things when u send in a spy to the city to investigate. You wouldn't just come charging into a city and start killing everyone. Remember this city is suppost to be under imperial control (Or so they think) so u won't know what type of defences they have.

IC:

Will looked into the eyes of the old man who sat before him. His face was dirty and a cut, which healed badly down his right cheek.

"Yea we are." Will said.

"Good, its about time. We've been alone in here for a while."

"Well you can rest ok now, we are here. And we're not going." Johnson said. The expression on the mans face turned to a smile, but not a happy one.

"Many people say that. None have kept their promises." At that moment both Johnson's and Will's stomachs tightened.

"What is our mission?" Will said.

"Firstly, you primary mission is to spread the word that the soldiers outside, are not imperial."

"Thats not going to be easy." Johnson said. "Most of these people don't even know what an imperial looks like. And ones who do, keep quiet in fear of being killed."

The old man nodded and took a sip of his drink. Something kept bugging Will about this old man, something was not right.

"Yes, i know. You don't have to do the speaking, we already have someone doing that part. All we need you to do, is spread the word of this person preaching."

Will and Johnson looked at each other in confusion. "We are not messenger boys, we are imperial troops of the emperors army. Why did you use a civilian for this." Will said.

"Because a civilian can be corrupted easily." The old man said in a deep voice. He took the final last gulp of his drink and stood up. "You will need a safe place to sleep, so you survive the night. Try the boarded up house to blocks down, just kick out the bums there." He was just about to walk off when he turned round. "Oh and we heard about this big festival, that is going to start so. We are not sure what it is, but you better check it out."

The two nodded, as he was about to leave Will grabbed the old mans shoulder. "Who's we, i thought it was only you?" The man looked at him and removed Wills hand from his shoulder and just walked out. Something wasn't right here, but Will knew when to follow orders, and that man did seem to know a lot of stuff about them so he had to be the agent. They both got up and walked down to the boarded house.

Captain Decimus Tiberius of the Ultramarines 8th reserve battle company stepped onto the hillock and surveyed the terrain. He and his company had repulsed a small tyranid fleet on the eastern fringe and almost immediatly he was given orders to take two tactical squads and a devastator squad w/ 2 heavy bolters, 1 multi melta, and 2 flamers to Angelis to investigate the goings on. Veteran Sargeant Vellarius stepped up next to him.

"Sir there is an iron hand detachment several miles away from here in a marsh."

"Very good we'll have backup," responded Tirgurius.

"Theres another thing sir, there are reports of a Tau hunter cadre as well as orks and possibly even chaos."

"My My this forsaken rock will become an inferno in no time at all."

"What do we do sir?" asked Vellarius. The captain paused quickly to think.

"Load up the Rhinos and head towards the city but keep an eye out." The Sargeant clicked his heels and went to carry out his orders.

Captain Decimus Tiberius of the Ultramarines 8th reserve battle company stepped onto the hillock and surveyed the terrain. He and his company had repulsed a small tyranid fleet on the eastern fringe and almost immediatly he was given orders to take two tactical squds and a devastator squad to Angelis to investigate the goings on. Veteran Sargeant Vellarius stepped up next to him.

"Sir there is an iron hand detachment several miles away from here in a marsh."

"Very good we'll have backup," responded Tirgurius.

"Theres another thing sir, there are reports of a Tau hunter cadre as well as orks and possibly even chaos."

"My My this forsaken rock will become an inferno in no time at all."

"What do we do sir?" asked Vellarius. The captain paused quickly to think.

"Load up the Rhinos and head towards the city but keep an eye out." The Sargeant clicked his heels and went to carry out his orders.

The captain's troops drove in 3 rhinos in a V formation. "All Rhinos halt," said the driver of the point rhino over the radio. They had stopped in a clearing. Sargeant Vellarius popped up out of the right rhino to check the situation. It was very quiet and dark. He couldn't se anything so he pullde out an asupex. The moment he turned it on the screen lit up.

Suddenly stikks flew out of the woods on the opposite side of the clearing. Before they had a chance to react they went off in a volley of explosions. They didn't do any damage to the transports. The devastator squad burst out the back of the left rhino just as a group of Boys and Stikk Bommas charged towards them. Storm bolters mounted on the rhinos pounded them as they charged and the Devastator squads' heavy bolters and flamers rained down.

The orks got within inches of the rhinos. It was all over within 10 seconds. Decimus Tigurius shouted over the radio to cease fire. When the guns ceased, before them was a carpet of green burning corpses. some were still just barely alive and sreamed in pain. Vellarius ducked back down into his rhino and nudged to his driver to move on. The 3 tanks advanced again. The captain could hear the ork bones crunching underneath their treads.

SkullKrush and his Kommandoz entered the city at the dead of night. it was very quiet and the streets were empty. SkullKrush had wished that he didnt leave most of his boyz out side the city. but he knrw that if they came charging in then he would get hammered.
suddenly a door opened too his right and the hulking form of a chaos marine stepped out the door. it was almost as big as him!. the trained Kommandoz lept into the shadows and edged towards the marine.
the marine held a small old man in his gauntlet and slowly closed his hand. the pitiful scream signalled the strike as the orks lept out and brought the marine to the ground and with a quick slash to the head silenced the warrior. the old man got up and tried to thatnk SkullKrush........

Tarkeus had been walking around for some hours now, looking for any sign of imperial authority, so far he'd found none, after about 20 minutes of walking about in the slums he spied some greenskins. His hand tightened on his forcesword before willing his hand away from the sword and called out to the greenskins, "HALT XENOS, what buisness have YOU here?!"

His small retinue grew tense but remained determined. They weren't going to leave their master to die.

SkullKrush span round. the voice had the distinct sound of authority. the kommandoz readied their weapons. "what 'ave we 'ere...." he whispered.
"I AM WARLORD SKULLKRUSH OF THE BROKEN HORN CLAN.........wat u gonna do 'bout it?"
SkullKrush drew his 'uge chopper and his eavy shoota... "we are 'ere on bissness......."

Commander of the Cadian 812th and 817th Templar Divisions. Cadians lead the way. Take out Bluetooth, red scar and green skin if they get in the way. Us Brits did come up with some great ideas. Imperial Guard, great army, although Space Marines kick arse too. High to all you 40K supporters. :D

SaCea, A HUnter Cadre is around 100 men - this is a small scale RP.

actually a hunter cadre is 50 men

Commander of the Cadian 812th and 817th Templa Divisions. Cadians lead the way. Take out Bluetooth, red scar and green skin if they get in the way. Us Brits did come up with some great ideas. Imperial Guard, great army, although Space Marines kick arse too. High to all you 40K supporters. :D

(ooc) good to have you aboard. one thing i need to say
this is only a small scale rp so NO big armies
apart from that have fun!! :D

before the dust had settled, the marriens piled back into the transports, motoring away
" that should set them back a few days" said lexum to the captain. "now then to the city, i want one squad, 5 men. Give them all the plasma guns. i'm going to shroud us, hopefully there wont be any pyskers there..."
" yes sir, and sir.. there are some ultra marriens quite close, do we make contact?"
"no, we follow are agenda, they follow ours, and captain?"
" yes sir"
" put the peddle to the metal, i want to get there to day"
"yes sir!!"

Does anyone mind a late entry??? :D I think necrons could get involved in this, as the increased activity would have awoken hte guardians of a minor tomb world.

[i]A monolith glided down to the ground of the planet, a sickly green glow eminating from its portal. An ancient being, one of the greatest of that long forgotten race, robed in ancient materials and surrounded by a halo of crackling energy, stepped down to the grass lands outside the main city. Following him came the serried ranks of silent warriors.

The harvest had begun anew.{/i]

now entering play:
1 necron lord
20 necron warriors
3 destroyers
1 monolith

and

4 flayed ones to skulk about the city

Commander of the Cadian 812th and 817th Templar Divisions. Cadians lead the way. Take out Bluetooth, red scar and green skin if they get in the way. Us Brits did come up with some great ideas. Imperial Guard, great army, although Space Marines kick arse too. High to all you 40K supporters:
Captain Ressoan brings the Cadian 812th special forces platton through the dense forrests of Maenel. Checking for red scar on the way. The platoon sergeant, who none of the men really liked, walked in front with the captain. They all new that their mission was a lost cause but with orders from Commissar Yarik they had no choice.
The forest grew denser and denser and the men were growing tired.
*SNAP*
Ressoan spotted movement in the foliage and signalled to his men to form a 2 meter spread formation. Sergeant Briggs spotted a red glint and pointed it out to Ressoan.
*THWACK*
Bolter fire arrose from the floiage.
*HIT THE DECK*
Yelled Ressoan and all the men dived for cover and loaded their lascannons.
*Platoon fall fire in twos.....1, 2 FIRE*
The men of 812, 4th platoon fired their weapons and managed to reduce Blood Angel fire. Standing Corpral Heatly decided to move back slightly as he wasn't in a good position and was rather enthusiastic as he was knew. He foolishly moved back and afterwards was hit three times in the side by bolter fire.
*MEDIC*
he screamed but even as the medic got to him he was dead.
*SH!T* shouted Ressoan as Heatly had only recently joined them. Ressoan pulled out his heavy Bolter, which he had been given by a Bluetooth captain as a reward for saving him, he pulled back the rial and fired in the direction of the foliage. Ressoan saw Red Scar falling down in pain after his bolter let rip and decided it was clear.
MOVE ON, WE'VE LOST ONE, NO MORE FOR TODAY*
Ressoan and the men of 812 moved around the encampment of red scar and carried on in the direction of the Basilisc fire where the Templar barracks were.

The inquisitor hefted his force sword and raised it one handed, accusinglingly at the orcs before calling out: "And what buisness might THAT be xenos, killing innocent imperial citizens or perhaps pillaging the city?"

The small servo-skull zoomed around Tarkeus' head while the servitor sage chirped as it made logistic caluclations and up-loaded the trajectories into the inquisitor's servo-skull which in turn told the inquisitor and his retinue.

Tarkeus checked his bolter to see if the clip was full which it turned out to be as the priest began to rev his monstrous beast of a chainsaw into life, Kraelon was busy fussing over his modified las pistol and kept fingering the long sabre at the hip of his robed form.

The combat servitor, however stayed silent, predicting the range and trajectory while the massive multi-melta fused into his arm hummed. The fuel cell was charged and set to maximum, even the little servo-skull was prepped for combat, it's industrial grade cutting laser ready to slice 'n dice.

All while a tense air grew between the two warbands as Tarkeus waited impatiently for an answer...

OOC:
Oh great....necrons :roll:

Tigurius and his Ultrmarines were moving with all haste towards the city of Angelis. Suddenly out the corner of his eye, Decimus saw a pulsing green light in the sky.

"All tanks halt." He looekd closer and realized what it was.

"A monolith sir," said Brother Vellarius over the radio. Drivers popped out of the hatches of the rhinos to look. It was about 3 minutes before it finally ouvhed down maybe 3 miles away. "What do we do sir?" asked Sargeant Vellarius.

Tigurius thought for a moment before replying " All right men changed course for about 3 miles Nor-west. Were gonna get those necrons."

Cheers and shouts came from all the rhinos and they quickly sped off towards the monolith.

Tigurius and his Ultrmarines were moving with all haste towards the city of Angelis. Suddenly out the corner of his eye, Decimus saw a pulsing green light in the sky.

"All tanks halt." He looekd closer and realized what it was.

"A monolith sir," said Brother Vellarius over the radio. Drivers popped out of the hatches of the rhinos to look. It was about 3 minutes before it finally ouvhed down maybe 3 miles away. "What do we do sir?" asked Sargeant Vellarius.

Tigurius thought for a moment before replying " All right men changed course for about 3 miles Nor-west. Were gonna get those necrons."

Cheers and shouts came from all the rhinos and they quickly sped off towards the monolith.

oops changed Tiberius to Tigurius :oops:

(OOC) im not sure how to do this! the orks would probably be up for a scrap but im not sure what to say!
any way here goes.

(ic) SkullKrush and the ten orks who were with him drew their weapons.
each was eager for a fight as worthy as this. SkullKrush stepped forward. "My buisness is of my concern!". SkullKrush knew that he was unlikely to win the fight so he had to cut his losses. the ork kommandoz drew their frag stikkbombs and rolled them in front of the lead figure. as the bombs exploded they made good their escape. "ANOTHER TIME!!!" shouted SkullKrush.......

(ooc) fell free to kill one or two orks as they run, so long as some of your guys are killed/wounded

TAG for now...Can I join with an unit of Eldar Dire Avengers commanded by an Exarch?

TAG for now...Can I join with an unit of Eldar Dire Avengers commanded by an Exarch?


yeah sure :D . dont be too powerful though

Naarlak picked up his double headed chain axe and admired its intricate design. without a moments notice he spun on his heel and decapitated the nearest berzerker, the warriors head spun to the floor and the body followed in a fountain of blood.
"let the carnage begin...." Naarlak said with a large grin.
the berzerker let out a roar of approaval and charged out of the palace and into the city depths.

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Karl led a simple life. he had a small job in the factory and had his own family of two children and his wife. he had never expected much and had always been polite he had grown to respect the new governer, even though he had never seen him.
Karl strolled past the palace grounds on his way to work. suddenly the palace doors flung open and the sky grew dark red as if blood was falling from the sky.
a hoarde of figures poared out of the door and towards him. Karl gasped as the first berzerker reached him and as it raised its chain axe he tried to run. the blade swung down on his back and he fell to the floor. his lasts thoughts were of his family...........
the carnage had begun

Tarkeus snarled in rage. He expected no less from xenos but he thought even they had a small sense of honour. He quickly sent a pshycic command and his retinue let rip with all they had, the smoke from the crude stick-bombs was clouding his vision but tarkeus knew some of his bolt rounds had found their mark, out of the corner of his eye he saw his acolyte and the servo-skull firing in unison, both shot towards a hulking figure in the smoke and was rewarded by a brutish yelp.

The smoke cleared and Tarkeus strode through the smoke to where the xenos lay and found one of the three orcs alive. The other two had messy holes in their backs from his high caliber bolt round but this one only had minor injuries. Two small holes from the las-weapons of the acolyte and servo-skull. Small injuries for an ork.

He beckoned the acolyte closer and barked a quick order before Kraleon hurriedly gave the inquisitor a syringe. Tarkeus plunged it into the open wound before the ork properly roused, the creature would be paralysed from the potent chemical he had wisely put into his blood through the wound. The skin would be too tough and just break the needle.

He then barked another order and the acolyte pulled out a small array of wicked blades. Tarkeus looked menacingly at the now roused ork while holding a tall curved blade and said in a cool voice, "where did your filthy leader go?"

Tarkeus was too engrossed in interrogating the orc to notice he was bleeding in the side when a large fragment from the crude grenade had embedded itself, the combat-sevitor also had a slightly scorched look to it.

Tarkeus began to notice the pain in his side while the ork said nothing, just glared back at him and Tarkeus noticed he had a seething hate in him now for the orc. The coward would be tracked down sooner or later.

The servitor sage began to repair the combat-servitor while the inquisitor set about his grisly work.

Will and Johnson went into the deepest darkest part of the city. They knew what they had to, doing it was another thing though. After a few times talking to people a few agreed and went in the direction of the preacher. Will approached this human who was searching through a bin for scraps. Will put his hand on his shoulder,

"Hey, do you want a better life than this." The man looked at him and nodded.

"Well, go to this preacher down the road, he will help you. He will lead you to salvation." The man looked into Wills eyes when all of a sudden he stop dead in his tracks. He looked like a very stiff wax model. Will wved his hand infront of his eyes no response. A few seconds later he slightly moved his head to face Will.

"You ok?" Will said.

"Blood." The man whispered.

"What?"

"BLOOD" The man yelled as he punched Will to the chin and resulting in Will being catapulted to the ground. He attempted to reach for his laz pistol but the human knocked it away and raised his foot over Will head. His eyes widened and just as he was going to stamp his foot, he head was blown off. Will raised his head and saw Johnson with a smoking laz pistol.

"What the hell is going on?" Will shouted

"I don't know but people all around here are fighting."

"We better get back to the preacher and make sure he is safe."

the rhinos speed down the dirt road, followed closely by the land raider.
duddenly, the land gave way, and they fell into a chasm.
" what the hell" shouted lexum, then the truth dawned on him
" oh holy emperor, necrons!!"
" code red, code red" screamed lexum over the micro beads, " armour peircing ammoe". there was a metalic sound comming from the end of the hall way.

OOC
i think the ultra marriens should find us dead and loads of necrons dead too. i am going away for like a month so i wont be able to watch this thread. make them kill a load before they die i.e find them on a mound of necrons.

As the Ultra Marines approached their destination gunfire rang out.

"Speed things up Dammit!" shouted Tigurius over the radio.

"Sir!" said the driver of Tigurius' tank. "Im picking up radio transmissions. They're mostly garbled but...it sounds like...Space Marines sir." Just at that moment both the gunfire, and the garbled transmissions stopped. A few seconds later the rhinos burst out of the brush. There before them lay dead necrons and fellow space marines. Vellarius and his Captain poked out of the hatch of his transport to survey the scene. The grounds was carpetted by the dead.

"Sir the necrons aren't on the auspex anymore." said Vellarius.

"We must honor our dead brethren." Decimus whispered.

"Very well sir...Everyone out of the Rhinos to bury our dead brothers."

"What about all these necrons sir?" a soldier asked the Sergeant.

"Build a mound from their bodies. Soak them in oil and set them ablaze."

Just then a human came trampling through the forest and into the clearing. Two men siezed him and brought him to Captain Tigurius.

"Sir!" said the man. "You must go to the city! Chaos Marines have taken hold!! I saw them with my eyes!"

"Men!" said Tigurius. "It is time to avenge our dead brothers! We ride for Angelis!"

As the Ultra Marines approached their destination gunfire rang out.

"Speed things up Dammit!" shouted Tigurius over the radio.

"Sir!" said the driver of Tigurius' tank. "Im picking up radio transmissions. They're mostly garbled but...it sounds like...Space Marines sir." Just at that moment both the gunfire, and the garbled transmissions stopped. A few seconds later the rhinos burst out of the brush. There before them lay dead necrons and fellow space marines. Vellarius and his Captain poked out of the hatch of his transport to survey the scene. The grounds was carpetted by the dead.

"Sir the necrons aren't on the auspex anymore." said Vellarius.

"We must honor our dead brethren." Decimus whispered.

"Very well sir...Everyone out of the Rhinos to bury our dead brothers."

"What about all these necrons sir?" a soldier asked the Sergeant.

"Build a mound from their bodies. Soak them in oil and set them ablaze."

Just then a human came trampling through the forest and into the clearing. Two men siezed him and brought him to Captain Tigurius.

"Sir!" said the man. "You must go to the city! Chaos Marines have taken hold!! I saw them with my eyes!"

"Men!" said Tigurius. "It is time to avenge our dead brothers! We ride for Angelis!"

the city was ablaze with fighting. SkullKrush led his boyz through the market place, cutting down civillians with ease as they charged at the boyz. SkullKrush needed more troops so that he could raise the Waagh! and at this rate he wasnt going to find any one.
he had encountered a few orks outside a tavern and he had asked if they wanted to join him. he didnt expect them to run at him with there weapons!

suddenly SkullKrush's attention was drawn to his right. Marine boyz! spiky ones aswell! now he would get a proper fight!
SkullKrush led his boyz into the back of the chaos marines. SkullKrush raised his great axe and swung it down in a figure of eight, the heavy blade made short work of the marines armour and he cut the marine in half, blood gushing out as the organs left its body.
the lead marine turned round. and raised its power sword and brought it down on GoreFang, SkullKrush`s second in command and sliced the ork from head to toe. SkullKrush raised his 'eavy shooter and blew the brains out of the marine, the body tumbling to the ground.

SkullKrush had fought for hours in the crazy massacre. the civillians hacked at each other with what ever they could, bottles, pipes, cats. SkullKrush was having the time of his life.......

could i join the rpg. i love 40k and i would like to be space marines.

would i be able to help the guardsmen by sending in a few scouts?

could i join the rpg. i love 40k and i would like to be space marines.

would i be able to help the guardsmen by sending in a few scouts?

sure why not.

Too many fuckin marines....i'll post soon, no time now, cya.

As the Ultramarines approached the outskirts of Angelis they exitted their rhinos to move into the city on foot. They didn't want to alert the enemy. Slowly the 2 tactical squads and the devastator squad worked their way closer to were the fighting was. The gunfire grew louder and louder until it was almost deafening. Finally they came to a square with a tower on the northern side. Around 10 or so orks where fighting with maybe 9 chaos space marines and 2 chosen terminators.

"Tactical squads seal of the exits to the square," said Captain Tigurius. "Devastator squad take up a position in the tower. Do not fire until I give the order." Within moments they were in position. The orks and chaos space marines continued to fight.

However one ultramarine ruined the surprise attack. He was Brother Titanicus. He also had an itchy trigger finger. His finger was resting on the trigger and he squeezed too hard. A bolter round flew off into the square and ricocheted off the shoulder pad of one of the terminators. It turned and fired a burst from it's heavy bolter. The bullets dug through Titanicus' armor and he fell to his knees. Brother Lucius Pullde him from the doorway sustaining only a storm round to his leg. It was too late to spring a surprise attack.

"Tactical squads advance up!" ordered the captain. On his command they flooded the square bolters blazing and chainswords drawn. The Devastators however remained in the tower and opened fire. Fire from a pair of Hevy bolters drilled through one of the chosen terminators. A multi melta fired onthe other. The magma burned through it's armor until the suit had turned into a dripping mess. HOwever the terminator didin't stop fighting. Instead he charged towards a group of Space marines with his powerclaws glowing. As he had no armor left intact, the boltgun's of the space marines ripped him to pieces.

When the fighting stopped the ground was littered with dead ork boyz and chaos marines.

"How many brothers have we lost Vellarius?"


"Sir 7 dead with 5 mortallly wounded. The others can be mended," said Vellarius.

"Damn that's nearly a third our number!" Decimus noticed the Sergeant had a gash in his left arm. "Get Brother Sturn to mend your arm."

"Yes sir," he responded.

"We have little time. Once our enemies find out we're hear they will come to hunt us down."

the fighting around SkullKrush grew intense. two chosen terminaters had joined the fight and then some loyal marines had come along. SkullKrush was having the time of his life. then the loyal marines charged at them and SkullKrush turned to meet this new threat. raising his axe he brought it down on the first marine in his reach the heavy crude blade sliced through the helmet of the marine and he kicked the body of his axe.
around him his boyz were hacking and slashing. he saw Gorbag fighting off two marines as a third raised his combat knife and sliced Gorbags arm clean off. but a wound like that would not stop an ork, and Gorbag fought on, the marines grappling him to the floor as they stabbed at him, still Gorbag lashed out, ripping the throat out of one the marines.
SkullKrush noticed that he had less boyz than before and he couldnt allow more to die so he grabbed the remaining boyz and fought his way out....damn it would be worth it in the end........

OOC I will play an Eldar army From Ulthwe Craft world. My genral is a Farseer with a Warlock body guard. There are 10 warlocks but they do not all have powers. Only 2 Warlocks know any Warlock powers and for them only one.This is a list of the powers my men have and any items from the armoury.

Deleware Seondableata (Farseer) :
Mind War
Eldritch Storm
Has a Direspear (Same as a Dire sword but is a spear. Aslo all parts made of A type of Wraithbone.)
Rune Armour
Shuriken Pistol

Iynrian Entronodo (Second in command) :
Destructor
Bitting Blade
Twinlinked Shurinken catapults
Spirit Stone

Demrentio Banagon (Commander of Body guard):
Conceal
SHinning hawk wings
Executioner
Hawks Talon
Swooping hawk Grenade Pack

THis is it. His body Guard differ and he has a few other men. I listed the states as I was thinking it was more nessary with Eldar.


IC Deleware was in the bridge. His ship was gliding softly across the deasert. He was not sure why he had taken his men here he could tell they needed to get out of the craft world. He looked at the spirit stone in the balde of his spear and saw a small reflection of light.
"Exarch, What is wrong" He said as he looked back at his second command.
"I have just picked up a signal near here. It is a Necron group. A monolith is in the area."
"Get the weapons out. I want to know were it is and fly away from it." He barked.

OOC I am not sure weather the monolith was destroyed or just the group soI will assume only the warriors where killed.

Tarkeus paced down the street, his retinue in tail as he blasted another crazed civilian frothing at the mouth, the sub human snarled and screeched in pain and rage before Tarkeus delivered the coup de grat between the things eyes.

Tarkeus felt the priests rage at the daemonic presence in the city because he felt it too, the foul creatures had the audacity to attack the imperium's cities, these creatures would pay, as would the beast that summoned them.

The inquisitor set off towards the palace at a rate his followers were hard pressed to keep up with.

Naarlak approached the mine entrance. the slaves brought out the sealed chest and placed it before him, excellent, he thought. now he would return to the palace and complete the summoning.........nothing would stop him now........