NationStates Jolt Archive

ooc> For the background info, go here: http://s6.invisionfree.com/International_Mall/index.php?showtopic=750 It will make everything that I am talking about easy to understand. But your nations wouldn't know about most of it though, unless they have some way that they found out.

ic> The Tomb World was found within the Setron system. The entire starsystem had long since become a fortress as the Necrons followed what is only know as "The Voice of the Pyramid". The nearly 1/3 Tomb World itself is covered by this giant structure. The Pyramid pulses with green energy and all Necrons under its sway follow the rythem. The Tomb forces had spread to to the surrounding systems under and harvested all life on them, which was needed to build new Necrons.

Deep within the Pyramid itself, the research team worked methodically to improve these ancient machines. That is all the researchers saw them as; machines. After a bad test run against Shivans, the reserchers modified the weapons on the various Tomb Vessels and installed improved FLTi's. More improvements were still being made.

The Necrons spread across worlds and systems, harvesting all life in their path. Each life form harvested made the Necrons more powerfull. With their numbers reaching untold ammounts, and their forces spreading at great distances, a new pyramid was contructed o n a different world. The project was a success. But with the Necrons continuing to spread into new worlds and eradicate everything in their path, it was only a matter of time before they would reach real civilization.

You might want to contact the ctan. Could I play as Tyranids...

I find this whole thing kind of ridiculous...combining nationstates and 40k? ...it didn't work very well...and your fluff goes against what games workshop says in so many diff. ways it's not even funny...although that's up to you...If I'm ever affected by this, i'm gonna use my big ol' I.G.N.O.R.E. cannon on it.

ooc> dont mind if i do (nids inc :D)

ic> At the other side of the system a great disturbance of the warp was felt. On the nearby imperial world telepath's panicked as their link with the rest of mankind was cut. The shadow of the hive fleet fell over the doomed planet and the vast swirling mass of organic ships devoured the planet.

Err....

Right...

Response forthcoming.

P.S. Since when was there an Ulthwe in NS?

And why would they even consider for a second working with Mon-keigh?

OOC: Oooooh...if you need a Chaos, Tau, or Space Marine force, I'm up to the task.

OOC: Okay, I'm assuming (Based on the name) that Necrons are some form of undead.
Leetonia has the situation handled, a taskforce has already been sent to deal with the undead threat.

How many agents you ask?

Just one. *smug grin*

The Story
The Tau exhibitionary fleets of XNaggaroth have been exploring the universe for many years, adding many more systems to the AoN. With the exception of the first system, none had developed into anything more than an outpost or a mining base. That was about to change. By chance, the Tau explorers stumbled uppon something ancient, something that has been dormant for countless millenia. The explorers had descovered an ancient tomb.

Right.

XNaggaroth called for the reserches from Ulthwe.

Who didn’t come, as the Eldar are utterly racist and couldn’t care less about the Tau.

These Eldar Farseers were the only beings in the entire AoN that were old enough to have knowledge of these tombs.

Indeed, the Eldar have knowledge of the necrons.

After a month of study, the Ulthwe Eldar determined that this tome was, in fact, a Necron tomb.

It’s usually not that hard to tell. They tend to have the seal of the C’tan ten feet high over the entrance or some such.

These Necrons were a race of robotic warriors that were feared throughout the galaxy during their time.

They’re quite active these days, thankyouverymuch

This was when Gronde entered the story. The descovery of a Necron Tomb would never stay secret within the AoN for long. A large portion Gronde's research budget was already going towards developing more and more powerfull droid soldiers. Within days, agents and researchers from all over Gronde swamped the sight of the tomb. They asked but one question: "Can it be controlled?" What followed was a long and expensive process. The Ulthwe Eldar concluded that these robotic beings would obey the strongest psycic pwer,

Err. Just no. Necrons have all the psycic abilities of a sausage. They loathe Psykers.

so long as it was channeled properly. Using a special design for a pyramid made by the best architechs in Gronde, the most skilled technitions in XNaggaroth, and the wisest scholors in Ulthwe. In 2 years, the pyramid was secretly completed uppon the planet in which the tome was descovered. A great green crystal was placed on the peak of the pyramid and a team of the best psykers in the AoN were place in the center.

Right.

Once the pyramid was activated, the Necrons were awakened. These ancient robotic beings imediately tuned into the psycic eminations comming from the pyramid. After a few tests, if became obvious that Ulthwe's theory was correct. The Necrons obeyed the commands of the psykers without question.

More likely they would have killed them all.

The AoN soon realized the true number of Necrons on the planet. Thousands of Necrons were awakened.

For reference, in my terms, the average tombworld currently houses 10,000 assorted necrons.

They even had their own starships, unlike anything anyone had seen before. It wasn't long before the Necrons cleansed the rest of the system of all other life. Over 25,000 orks were captured and brought back to the pyramid.

Why?

The pyramid also served as a factory of sorts. To build a new Necron, they require the life force of another individual. Though the process of building them is slow, Necrons can repair themselves when damaged and suffer few actuall casulties.


No. New necrons can be fabricated from raw materials, as seen in the ‘Skipos Incident’ short story.

The Tomb World was found within the Setron system. The entire starsystem had long since become a fortress as the Necrons followed what is only know as "The Voice of the Pyramid".

The necrons serve the C’tan.

The nearly 1/3 Tomb World itself is covered by this giant structure. The Pyramid pulses with green energy and all Necrons under its sway follow the rythem.

reggae necrons?

The Tomb forces had spread to to the surrounding systems under and harvested all life on them, which was needed to build new Necrons.

See above.

Deep within the Pyramid itself, the research team worked methodically to improve these ancient machines.

I find that… dubious.

That is all the researchers saw them as; machines. After a bad test run against Shivans, the reserchers modified the weapons on the various Tomb Vessels and installed improved FLTi's.

I doubt you possess superior Faster Than Light technology.

More improvements were still being made.

The Necrons spread across worlds and systems, harvesting all life in their path. Each life form harvested made the Necrons more powerfull. With their numbers reaching untold ammounts, and their forces spreading at great distances, a new pyramid was contructed o n a different world. The project was a success. But with the Necrons continuing to spread into new worlds and eradicate everything in their path, it was only a matter of time before they would reach real civilization.

Whereupon the C’tan would become aware of it and activate a remote signal causing them to kill those who had presumed to control them?

The Eldar of Craftworld Biel-Tan await the call of the Pheonix Lords to attack the Necrons without remorse.

OOC: What about the Dragon on Mars? :-D

OOC: Okay, I'm assuming (Based on the name) that Necrons are some form of undead.

OOC: Not as such. They're machines containing the minds of a long dead race called the necrontyr (actually not so dead, given that there's living necrontyr around again, but that's another story).

OOC: What about the Dragon on Mars? :-D

A nation called Roania was kind enough to awaken him for me about fourteen months ago. Have a biography page (http://www.necrontyr.plus.com/asir.htm)

OOC: I'm also a little amused that a nation about a sixth my size claims as many Cairn class tombships as I do.

In the depths of the necron-world, the Lord awakened. The signal to awaken it had been send out from a great distance away, but it awakened nonetheless. After a moment it discovered something very odd was happening.

A brief moment was all that was needed to re-establish its will, and as one the silvered warriors of the yngir stopped. From the deepest dungeon to the highest pyramid, in the minds of every necron a command echoed, “Serat Keriash Voca…” much more in that vein, a simple signal. “Destruct system active. Evacuate immediately. Portal established. One hour until detonation. Detonation cancellation window will expire in five minutes.”

In the depths of the pyramid, previously un-activated walls glowed, intense green light spilling from them as they compressed space, leading to the distant world of Berien. As one, the necrons abandoned their posts, headed for their portals, intent on the death of anything that dared try to stop them. Some tore off crude efforts to ‘enhance’ their systems as one would tear off a heavy woollen coat in the depths of summer. They did not need such crude and gawky equipment, far beneath their own technology level.

Meanwhile, the inferior duplicates of true necron vessels that had so taken-in the fools who had dared to disturb them activated similar self-destruction systems, at the same time taking steps to seal in those few organics who were unfortunate enough to be aboard at that time.

ooc> Ok, if anyone had taken the time to read the FIRST LINE of the "Story", then you would know that these are not identical in fluff or form as the 40k Necrons. To those who can't excepte this or have no intention of participating, please do not post here again.

Ctan: I have the research power of 5+ other nations behind this project. The AoN has united nations from all species, causing them to forget their racism. (wasn't easy, believe me) Also, this is not the 40k universe, this is the NS universe. Thus, there is newer technology that was not thought of millions of years ago. Meaning, legitimate and usefull improvements can be made and new Necrons and ships can be produced at the same quality as the origanal. Also, there are no "Un-activated" anythings in the Pyramids. They were build from scratch using highly sophisticated techniques. We have done enough research to keep you from "pushing a button", if you will, from accross the galaxy and stealing all the Necrons. You would need to destroy them the old fasioned way. There are over 30 psykers in each pyramid. The pyramids make their "voice" be recognized by the Necrons and it is a signal more powerfull that that of the Ctan. It would make for a cool RP, the Ctan comming to destroy a rival power and claim their long lost servants. There is a specific meathod you would need to go through before you could gain controll of them even after the pyramid is gone, but I can't tell you that....:p

OOC:Also, on NS, all bastardization and perversions of anything is allowed, Gronde can have his necrons be whatever the hell he wants....
Ic:
To:Kalgar(is that right?)
From:The council of Thirteen
Clan Skyre is most interested in these "necrons", is it possible if we send over a team of engineers? All equipment they require shall be brought with them, and we highley sugest their working area either be evacuated, or isolated, as to prevent warpstone accidents......
(Our leading expert uses a club for a tool...jking)

OOC: not really, but hay do what i do and just ignore Grondes Necron Army considering that the AoN is a bunch of N00bs (well the ones ive had contact with) and dont want to hear anything but what they have in there heads (tho theres a few exceptions) (hence why im planing a big Anti AoN allaince (short term) to end them, but also Necrons dont really rebuild there armys (considering that Necrons are basicly inviserbile, and the race that surpplyed the Souls well there all Necrons so they cant relly make new ones. they just rebuild a new body and the soul is put into it i think) really Necrons have the disadvatage of that lil soul thing considering you cant say they make a new necron with out the soul of a *whatevertheracewascalled* thats long dead (and still walking around like mindless zombies killing anything and earvything)

Yeah, I don't think they can make new ones, someone mentioned something earlier, maybe thats whats happened to the psykers? The C'tan could, thats where the Pariahs(spelling) come from, why they don't go around makeing more necrons, who knows.O yeah, its necrontyr, that was the race. And as for n00b and not listening to anything in there heads, I hate future tech., everthing is confusing and nothing makes sense, then we have planet sized ships flying around, a sun blowing up, warping in and out, parsecs(what the hell are those!), I'm probaby(no probably about it) a n00b, but its because of ignorance, if someone could help me, it would be nice, I mean, I have no idea what some one means when I'm looking at space ship stats, like how fast is that, how big, what the heck is that weapon, what does it do, then FTLi, then blocking, god there is so much to learn, and too many greedy bastards unwilling to share the knowledge.....

OOC:hay THR i sead there were exceptions (unless your not part of the AoN lol)

A nation called Roania was kind enough to awaken him for me about fourteen months ago. Have a biography page (http://www.necrontyr.plus.com/asir.htm)
Why is a...dragon a c'tan? On mars, its the deciever, or is it like Gronde's necrons, altered(only Gronde's is even more so)
@Corpsac:I'm part of the AoN, I don't think I'm an exception, I would like to learn, just let me keep my warpstone.....

OOC: Grondes things are not Necrons not in the slightest bit all hes done is taken the Necron race completly ruined the Necron Story just so he can have a "invicbale army" with godmoded ships (considering changeing a Necron ship is like a Cave man try to fly a F-16) for mutiply reason 1) there millions (if not 10s of) old 2) it would have taken about that time to figure out what the hell the Hyroclyphs ment (ok maby a few 100 years but since you wound have nothing to compare it to its like looking for a neadle in a haystack the size of a small city i dont think that meny races in WH40K know what they mean save the Eldar(since there one of the oldest races around) but them shareing knowlage is like trying to make a convocation with a rock).

There is an eldar member, but he seems very open with that kind of stuff, maybe to stop extinction, which would be smarter, instead of holding in the information, share it with the mon-keigh, so then the necrons and chaos and whatever can be stopped, if they did that, maybe they wouldn't be a dying race.....

Yeah, I don't think they can make new ones, [...] why they don't go around makeing more necrons, who knows.

They can and do make new necrons. Here is an e-text of them doing so, taken from an official GW publication. (http://hem.passagen.se/tunih/W40KStoryandNecronSite/NecronFiction/fiction/skopios.htm)

Why is a...dragon a c'tan? On mars, its the deciever,

The Eldar named him the Void-Dragon. That's one of the C'tan. The Deceiver, for reference, was entombed on the world of Naogeddon.

Also, this is not the 40k universe, this is the NS universe.

I don't know about yours, but my necrons are the same thing. Presumably, whatever you have, if they have a name, are the "real american" coke brand of necrons, in comparison to my Coca-Cola necrons. The urge to sue you for the brand name grows, if only we had an international criminal court.

I'm fully aware that it's NS, you may have noticed my lack of "RAWR, I stomp your nation and eat your populance" posts, and perhaps a few characterisations that have changed in order to make it work {rather large ones in fact}.

Claiming to improve on tech that can "Cross the galaxy in the blink of an eye" (codex necrons) repair a soldier after he's completely melted, (codex necrons) teleport an object across multiple astronomical units instantly, and build compact stargates {though these are worryingly common in II} that can cross the galaxy (Caves of Ice, novel) without any such justification seems a bit much.

Thus, there is newer technology that was not thought of millions of years ago.

The thing is, Necrontyr civilisation was going for millions of years before that, the oldest building on Naogeddon dated back to 600,000,000 years ago. The tomb ships aren't necron warships, they're 'harvest ships' - tractors. Improving on them would be stunningly difficult, and far beyond any nation I recognise (Hell, I'd ignore myself were I not myself).

parsecs(what the hell are those!)

A unit of measurement equivalent to 3.2616335 light years.

2) it would have taken about that time to figure out what the hell the Hyroclyphs ment (ok maby a few 100 years but since you wound have nothing to compare it to its like looking for a neadle in a haystack the size of a small city i dont think that meny races in WH40K know what they mean save the Eldar(since there one of the oldest races around) but them shareing knowlage is like trying to make a convocation with a rock).

Well, technically they could have got a mail order course - "learn necrontyr in three weeks" from me. :p

However, in 40K yes, no one but the necrons and the C'tan understand their language.

I know Necrontyr! *hugs Ctan*

Indeed. Well. Siri does. And plenty of other Menelmacari.

*hugs*

Within her dark throne room in the black Ermorian citadel of Eldregate the Lich Queen sat, pondering those dark plans of the Ashen Empire she hat set in motion during the years after the fall of the Empire. Odd green light came off of her empty eye sockets, illuminating the room. The wooden doors of the room had decayed out of existence so many years ago that she did not even remember the time anymore.

Her train of thought was disrupted by a Dusk Elder that hovered into the room from the stairs to which her throne was pointed at. It seemed oddly anxious as it came closer to the Queen, almost as if it was apologizing for something.

"What is it?", the Lich Queen said with a slight hint of irritation in her cold voice. The green glow of her eyes had intensified somewhat.

"There is something... A disturbance... Something that uses death as we do. Yet... They are different", the Dusk Elder whispered, "Something that uses machinations..."

"Oh... Of course."

For a moment, the Lich Queen was silent. The room became very dark after a while.

"Dispatch a group of ships to dig in deeper to this..."

"Very well."

The Dusk Elder disappeared into the stairs again, and the Lich Queen continued her contemplation.

And so the command reached the ears of the Wraith Lord Etimmu, who resided in the Ermorian stations close to Sol, who was also the one in control there. He was not all that surprised about what he learned from the report he received at the same time as he received the order.

What he did was what he was told to. He ordered twenty ships to be sent into the general location the report had suggested this strange... Anomaly had been found in. One quite distressing to the Ashen Empire, as it posed a threat to them. Another undead Empire was not what they wished.

They were to use the Underworld, go to the place, go onto the planet and search it for anything... Interesting. There had to be a way to turn this all to their advantage. And these mechanical dead seemed to only interest themselves in ships, planets, stations and whatnot with discernable life signs - no life support (heat, oxygen and such things), for instance -, so their ships, which looked like wreckages from the point of view of the living, should be left alone by them.

Fifteen of the ships were to be normal transport ships with as many Wights within them as possible. Five of them were warships just for the sake of protecting them if something was to go wrong.

And so, the ships disappeared into the Underworld and begun their journey.

They can and do make new necrons. Here is an e-text of them doing so, taken from an official GW publication. (http://hem.passagen.se/tunih/W40KStoryandNecronSite/NecronFiction/fiction/skopios.htm)


i know they make new Necrons but what i ment (tho you were talking to THR) is that the Necrons can only have a set limit to the amount of them active at one time (due to the fact that the race that souls inhabbit them is long gone, and turned into walking not talking killing machines) unless the C'tan can make new souls? (from what i remmber the C'tan were something called Star gods who liked souls but im kinda nackered so i might be wrong there to :P)

It's not souls. They are "The soul-less ones." How do you think they can make the soul-less humans known as "blanks" into pariahs?

It's minds (limited by some pretty advanced programming). You can cut and paste minds. There's no limit to the number of necrons the C'tan can produce. No, they don't even need minds, they're quite capable of making sentient AIs, (Monoliths and ships are sentient) they simply chose to turn the necrontyr into machines and then secretly programming the necrons to serve them without question.

It's questionable if the C'tan themselves have souls.

To summerise. Souls = 0 Necrons = Lots.

Incidentally, when a C'tan consumes someone's essence, they can choose to eat their souls (as the Nightbringer is wont to do) or not to bother with the soul, just taking the mind. (as the Dragon does)

Hmm. Corpsac: Can you post anywhere without the urge to flame people? **maybe conpenstating for something...** Please, lets keep our manners.

Now, I like Ctan's take on it. They could be a separate civilization of Necrons that was lost to the Ctan. They are not quite as advance, so they can't repair after being completely melted. Although, they can occasionally teleport the ooze back to the Tombworld and try to rebuild them. This, however, is unlikely. They do have a cool FTLi, which I am almost done working out the specifics on it. It's not something unblockable, though. Also, I do have a limit of ships and Necrons I can controll. Building a second pyramid did increase this number, but there is always a limit. As it stands, I have 6 tombships. Actually, I'm down to 5 now because one got taken out by the Shivans. (see, not invincible) I can only keep 4 active at one time at max. Ussually, only 3.

As far as the storyline goes at this point, they are still under the AoN's controll. They have spread enough to be noticed by other nations.
Ex: The Ctan could have found out about these new Necrons. They could check with their ancient tomes and find out that they are a long lost Tomb. Now, the Ctan will want to reclaim them.(over my dead body. :P) Other nations such as Ermor could get involved for their own reasons. So, as i said before, if you have no intention of participating and adding to the depth of this RP in a positive manner **COUGH**corpsac**COUGH**, then please leave. Thanks.

To:Master Kalgar
From:The Council of Thirteen
Are you ignoring us? Why have you not responded to our request? We await your answer........

You're space tech?

ooc> THR, sorry, your origanal post got drowned out by everyone elses pointless babbling. It's late right now, I will respond to everyone's IC post tomorrow...or later today... :p

And finally they had reached the system... Those twenty ships just suddenly appeared there, sufficiently far away from any concentrations of ships, but also sufficiently close to get to the planet in some reasonable time period.

They got a whole multitude of contacts on their passive sensors, but they did not care about those. They simply steered the ships to move towards the planet and cut off their engines, so that they would not give off anything. Well, not only that, they also masked the possible bio readings of the more corporeal undead so that the ships would also seem abandoned.

They would simply float to it... Maybe not unnoticed but not cared about, most likely. Why would they care about ships that look abandoned, old and seem to be wreckages? They seem to care of only those who are truly still alive.

ic>

To: The Council of Thirteen
From: The Special Projects Research Team
We are pleased in your interest in this project. As a fellow AoN member, you are welcome to participate in the research.


The head of research, General Semper of the Gronde imperial army, was pleased that yet another AoN member had joined up. He was in his lab withing the walls of the massive pyramid. It was then that his sensor systems picked up a group of un-identified non-Necron vessels. Semper was rathar confused.
"There hasn't been any ships other than Tomb ships in this system for a few years now," he told his research partner. Semper sent a message to the Controll Room of the pyramid. Semper was one of the few who knew exactly how it worked.
We have detected a group of unidentified vessels drifting towards the planet. I am unsure of their intentions. Send 3 Harvester ships to disable them and bring them down to the planet for questioning.
There was something strange about these ships. There were no life forms detected. Perhaps their crew was killed somehow. Either way, he was going to find out.
Within a minute, 3 Harvester Class ships and 12 Jackal Class Raiders arrived at their location and surrounded the intruders.

The ships had only been moving closer and closer to the planet and up at some point, whilst they were already quite close, they were surrounded by some unknown ships.

But the situation on the ships did not change at all. It just seemed that they were... Drifting. Towards the planet. With absolutely nothing moving or even lying inside them. It seemed as if all the ships were wreckages, abandoned years ago. They did not slow down, nor were they attempting to evade any collisions. Such is the fate of uncontrolled ships.

The undead within the ships were quite aware of what was happening outside, but they did not care. Let them look at the ships. They will never know what is coming to them.

Until it would be too late... And they would be able to begin.

ic> Something wasn't right. The unidentified ships were not even trying to evade. It was as if they really were un-manned. But something wasn't right, he could feel it. He didn't come out of the psyker academy without picking up any new skills. He send a new message to the controll room.
Don't let these ships get to the planet, have the Necron vessels tractor beam them to the astroid belt.
He had a bad feeling. Obviously, if there was anything in these ships, it didn't care about the Necrons or didn't view them as a threat. There was no way he was going to let these ships get near the planet. It was time to send for help.

Help came in the form of a Space Marine Battle Barge and 2 battlecruisers. They took up orbit around the designated astroid and waited as the Necron vessels tractor beamed the other ships to that location.

But they did not accept being... Tractor beamed away from the planet. No, of course not. They were already close enough. It was only a matter of hours until they would reach the planet. It did not matter anymore whether the living would know of them or not.

For a moment, there was movement within the ships. Movement which was well hidden beneath the interference caused by the dark dominion that was within the ships.

After a few moments, the ships became active and they began to accelerate towards the planet, not caring much of what was happening around them. That was not the only thing that happened, as the ships turned into lead before their very eyes.

Still, the ships seemed dead inside.

IC:To:The Special Projects Research Team
From:The Council of Thirteen
Excellent, we shall be sending a large research team with a sizeable bodyguard....

OOC:
Being sent-
4 Warlock Masters
8 Warlock Engineers
48 Skyre Adepts

100 Skyre Gurad(Stormvermin that specifically belong to Skyre)
500 Skyre Clanrats
1,000 Slaves

2 Master Moulder
10 Elite Rat Ogres

Ships-
1 Skaven Behemoth
5 Skaven Murder Cruisers
20 Skaven Iconoclasts

Chaos-
1 Acheron Heavy Cruiser
2 Devestation Cruisers
5 Slaughter Cruisers

IC:
Morkistaar, 3rd seat on the council, leader of Clan Skyre, was getting excited seeing these massive weapons leaving port, being prepped for SkitterLeap to the Necron research world. But will the goal be achieved, he questioned to himself, will it happen? This he did not know, but he suspected from the Grey lords glee, that the damned seer knew, wether it was a succes or not that caused his glee, Morkistaar didn't know, maybe he should pay a. At that moment an eager Adept came up to him. "O venerable lord Morkistaar, all-all the troops are on board, all weapons are-are loaded, the ships are fueled and stocked, they await your-your command"
Looking at the Grey Seer who stood before a thousand Eshin Sorcerers, he simply nodded his head. The seer returned the gesture and turned around to face the eshin members, starting a low chant, soon it rose to a screaming chorus, electricity seemed to fill the air. In fact, there was, useing a small machine he created, Morkistaar could see tendrils of lightning reaching out from the magic-users, to the ships that were lazily hanging there. Then he had to take it off because a great white light was starting to emanate from the mass, but then he found a new great annoyance, the sound was so great that objects were shaking. Then there was a loud *BOOM*, the stench of brimstone was in the air, over a third of the sorcerers were dead, half of what was left would never speak again, thus becoming slaves, the ships were...gone.

Outside the Tomb world-
The fleet appeared in an un-occupied zone of space, quickley gaining there sense, the captains on the ship awaited orders, while the behemoth captain sent out a message....
To:The Special Projects Research Team
From:Research fleet
Hello, are there any problems we should no before sending the team down?

ic> Semper watched as the un-identified ships surged towards the planet and avoided the tractor beam. The security of this project was most important. He was not about to allow these intruders anywhere near the planet.
Order the Tomb vessels to terminate the intruders.
The Raiders and Harvester class ships opened fire with attacks that looked like green streaks of lightening as they pursued. A group of 20 Dirge Class raiders teleported in and quickly got in between the intruders and the planet. The Dirges opened fire and made sure the intruders wouldn't get past, even ramming them if necissary.


To: Council of 13
From: General Semper
You are welcome to land in the designated zone. Co-ordinates B1-00299587.

IC:
To:General Semper
From:Research Team
thank you, we shall begin the decent.....

OOC:I know thats weak, but I can't really think of anything to type currentley

ooc:Greetings, i notice you al have a conflict about the necrons... and how some can rebuild, and some cant, and mass argruments and such....
a solution... ever heard of the Iron me, androids form the begining of the imperium that raged a civil war with them... they ae no thtat advanced, could rebuild each other. and only require a bit of programming, not to mention, any technology found, would actually advance them.
hopefully that will solve your delema.

Ontn he far edge of the system, int he dark zone, a shape emerge... the front of a gigantic ship, simply massive.... meter after meter moved into the system, turrets rotated around, leveling their cannons at the distant star.

Within the ship, The Immortal Dictator of Huran woke, he senced his kin. silently he rased his hand, and billions snaped to their task. fighter after fighter were fuled and loaded, the massive transport barges that followed in the wake of the capital ship like minnos.

In the depths of each cargo hold, the legions of huran activated, a single red orb shined form the armoured capaces of each warrior.... millions had been activated, standing just slighly less that 2 meters, millions of fireshots began to awaken.

The Immortal Dictator released a mad laugh, and let his massive cloak fall, he activated a broadcasting system, and shimply laughted maddly, the sound on steel grinding steel blared onto all the open system voxs(radio/telephone) in system.

The Immotal had come...

The Dusk Elder in command of the group laughed coldly for a while. The living seemed to be controlling those ships. Not very surprising, though, as the beings themselves would not most likely care of the undead presence.

Hostile ships had just appeared in front of the group.

"Teleportation?"

"Yes... That is it..."

"Let us begin. This game has gone far enough..."

The ships disappeared in a dark flash, only to appear seconds later within the planet's atmosphere, all in different locations around it, preparing to land and already unloading something that looked like a bunch of corpses.

They would spread around and search for anything... Interesting. And this way, any hostile beings would have harder time destroying all of them.

They could feel the astral power surging throughout the planet. It was obvious that they weren't controlling themselves...

But there was a presence... An odd presence... That lied dormant.

OOC: Would it be alright if I were to use Lizardmen? After all, they *are* the servants of the Old Ones, and I would think they'd be fairly annoyed about the Necrons reawakening and all.

IC:
The great Slann Lord Cuaqkai, of one of the last remaining Temple-Cities, opened his eyes for the first time in a millenia. The Skink priests around him skittered with excitement. Instead of uttering some fateful prophecy, he croaked out: "Get me my palanquin and Temple Guard. The Coldblooded ones march to war."

Needless to say, the Skinks got him his platform, the Guards were called, the Saurus arrayed into their units, and the city of the Lizardmen readied for war.

The Farseer of Biel-Tan Craftworld was shocked and amazed at this turn of events. It was not often that Maugan Ra came to the Craftworld, but it happened. However, to see Maugan Ra, Asuryan, and Karandras arrive at Biel-Tan, followed by a small troupe of Harlequins, was a miracle beyond recall!

The Avatar had awoken, the Court of the Young King, with the addition of the Pheonix Lords, had been assembled and the Aspect Warriors brought forth from their Temples. The Craftworld marched to war with the foul Necrontyr.

OOC: Would it be alright if I were to use Lizardmen? After all, they *are* the servants of the Old Ones, and I would think they'd be fairly annoyed about the Necrons reawakening and all.

IC:
The great Slann Lord Cuaqkai, of one of the last remaining Temple-Cities, opened his eyes for the first time in a millenia. The Skink priests around him skittered with excitement. Instead of uttering some fateful prophecy, he croaked out: "Get me my palanquin and Temple Guard. The Coldblooded ones march to war."

Needless to say, the Skinks got him his platform, the Guards were called, the Saurus arrayed into their units, and the city of the Lizardmen readied for war.
OOC:It depends on what Gronde says, but BTW, you need space ships to get there, its a dead world the Necrons are on. Ermor, are you refering to my ships? It doesn't effect my response to your ships in any way, I'm just curious.....
(this is starting to get a bit filled..uh-oh.....
IC:
Message
To:General Semper
From:The Reaserch Team
Where should the team be landed, we would like to collect a few DEAD necrons, not "dead", we want DEAD DEAD never-coming-back-alive necrons, too begin screwing around with the weapons and insert warpstone......

Ermor, are you refering to my ships? It doesn't effect my response to your ships in any way, I'm just curious.....

(OOC: Gronde's ships teleported a bit there. That was my answer to the said teleportation.)

Oh, ok...waiting for Gronde to come by(I think he's working right now, if so, I don't know when he'll get done....

ooc> Huran: There is no way that your "huge" ships would simply be able to enter the system. It would be killed so fast... On top of that, your RPing skills suck. I have no idea why you are there.(and you didn't attempt to create an aura of mistery either) Your spelling and grammar were also quite bad. Sorry, but for the sake of running a good RP, you are ignored.

Jirfog: I suppose you could be Slaan, assuming you have already developed a back story about how they are space faring. (Sort of like THR and his space Skaven) Put in a little work into their history, politics, and tech and I will have no problem with you using Slaan.

Is no one actually going to try to contact the researchers in charge of this? Everyone is just appearing and trying to cause problems, except for THR anyways.

ic> The intruders suddenly disipeared and teleported into the planets atmosphere. Then, the trap was sprung. As soon as the interloper's ships apeared, they were caught in an advanced energy net, unable to move, controll any of their ship's systems, and unable to teleport themselves again. Almost on cue, the Space Marine ships arrived to escort the disabled intruders down to a secured hanger. As this was going on, the new FLTi systems were activated to prevent this from happening again.
"Bring them down, don't let them escape," said Semper. "I want to know who they are and who they work for!"




To: Council of 13
From: General Semper
Meet me at the research center in an hour, you will get what you seek. Also, I have taken the liberty of preparing a special laboratory for your scientists to work with. I hope you don't mind, but I would like to keep all research here.

OOC:Gronde, its not the council sending messages, its my research team on board the Behemoth in orbit

Warlock Master Strikk looked the message over....conatained research? But why?
"Adpet Ikitt, tell-tell 10 of the warlock engineers and 15 adepts to-to stay here, send the rest planet side to the-the marked location"
"yes-yes sir" The adept scurried off to find the people ordered to stay.
"Fanleader skratt, your men are to go with the team, keep them protected, you know whats at stake here, after this, the Eye of Darkness"
"Yes sir" The fangleader sent some messages, eager to end this mission so the hunt for it could begin.

The ships began a rapid descent as they were somewhat... Disabled. The only way they were moving was onto the ground. Gravity is not a very tender towards heavy objects.

"What in the Lord's name are they trying?"

"... We do not know. But... apparently, they are doing something that would affect us worse... If the ships were not... Altered."

The Dusk Elder grinned evilly.

"Electromagnetic impulses?"

"Doesn't matter what they are... All we need is on the ground already..."

"Good."

The orders the Dusk Elder implanted into the minds of the undead ones on the ground were simple. He closed his eyes... And whispered in the minds of the others...

STAY HIDDEN. SEEK SHELTER. SEARCH THE PLANET.

Then he opened his eyes.

"Let us depart for now."

The "teleportation system" they used was not bound to the ships themselves, as their intrusive hosts saw when they disappeared in a dark flash. No, it was bound to those inside the ships.

(OOC: Oh right, and Ermor has obvious reasons for not attempting to contact anyone. Unlike the rest, apparently, I'm doing what this nation would do normally.)

OOC: might as well join...there needs to be someone just looking around and able to get away with it for at lest 6 post with out getting into a flame war lol

IC:

"death lots of death" sead the 1st voice
"i know" sead the 2nd voice
"the lord wont be far behind if they are not carful"
"we must stop the lord"
"we must stop the evil and the death"
"we must find out if the lord is free"
"from the tomb"
"yes...the Anchents warned only a few lets hope the will of the young does not awaken him"
"have the others meet us at the tomb system"

Outside the system

the Anlashoc phased to real space, it stayed cloaked it sat waiting. then the delamor and theAngelon apear they to cloaked.
"is it time" a voice sead from the Delamor
"are they free?" a female voice came from the Angelon
"that is why we are here, be careful it wont be long till the evil detects us" the 2nd voice from the anlashoc sead "if we are detected retreat the ships there are no mach but we must not risk it"

the ships glided into the system heading for the tomb world, undetected for now. around orbit of the world the ships sat scaning the planet for the lords tomb being carful not to awaken the thing.
"its sleeps shall we go?" the 1st voice from the Anlashoc asked
"yes" the 2nd voice replyed "but Delamor you must stay watch over the lord to make shore its not awakened, if it is you must destroy it but becarful its only amatter of time befor your thoughts are heard by the machines"
the Anlashoc and the Angelon departed something scared them something in over a 1000 years had scared them.

the Delamor entered the atmosphere still cloaked, she overed over the land just a few miles from the Lords tomb. the voices did not speak incase the machines or the Telopaths of the AoN heard them, they sat waiting watching....praying.

OOC: im pritty shore gronde know what the ships are (but dont say gronde that would ruin what im planing to do IF the lord is awoken dont worrie im not goin to destroy anything)

(OOC: Oh right, and Ermor has obvious reasons for not attempting to contact anyone. Unlike the rest, apparently, I'm doing what this nation would do normally.)
ooc> Thats fine, that is why I havn't yelled at you...:p
Oh right, sorry. I haven't fully explained my FTLi sytems yet. They work a bit differently than most, they are refered to as FTLi's because they happen to fall under that category. Anyways, they block most forms of teleportation, hinders the rest that I have seen. It works against a broad category, so if you could explain what form of teleportation you are using, I can determine if it would be effected or not. However, to save time and avoid holding up the RP, I will assume that they got off before I was able to activate the system.

Corpsac: Glad you decided to join us. :)

ic> The computers detected a teleportation just before the sytem was activated.
"Damn!" Semper yelled as he slammed his fist onto the desk. "I want whatever they are found! Tighten up security around the pyramid."

Deep from within the Pyramid, the psykers detected a new pressence in the system. Corpsac is here!
"State your business here immediatly. We have yet to detect any openly hostile thoughts, which is why we have not taken action. We are sure you have a reason for being here, please state it now...

OOC: tut tut gronde could have given it some time befor detecting me (you think my cores cant block there own thoughts lol) but i will let it slip

the Delamor heared the voice, she didnt reply instead she waited debateing weather or not it should happen.
"we can not, not now there not ready" a high pitched female voice sead
"they must know, they must feel it hear it smell it they must know why" a lower pitched Female voice replyed
"it is not our place"
"if its not ours who is it"
the other Core sead nothing know that the 2nd was right, "vary well show them"

3 of the Phykers who had contacted Delamor souddenly feel ot the ground screaming, in there heads they saw what the Necrons could do, the pain they caused, they saw a few 100 years of histroy in a few moments. the felt what it was like when there the true masters of the Machines had control and what could happen if the masters found out that they were now free.

inside the Delamor an anti body was being ready to go to the surface to see to the Pyskers that saw the message. another message was sent to most of the other psykers telling them that an anti body will be there to help the fallen ones. as soon as that anti body left the ship, the Delamor went into orbit.
"Dusk Elder, do not medal in what you dont understand, try and leave and you will fall with anything from the planet and you will fall" the soft voice filled teh Dusk Elders mind. the Delamor had decloaked, showing its true self, the spider like ships stayed in orbit. its was hard to see in the blackness of space, no lights on her, the armors seemed to be moveing tho as if alive, a sound of death seemed to fill few peoples minds, meny people who say the ship shuddered as if someone was walking on there graves. small fighters left the ship, the were sacureing the planet as if they were expecting something or someone.
the anti body cloaded peoples minds as it walked past them, only the Strongest of psykers would see them, and when they did they to felt as if death was near as the skin of the AB seem to move just like the ship.

ooc> Anyways, they block most forms of teleportation, hinders the rest that I have seen.

(OOC: Ermor doesn't use teleportation per se. They use a spell they call "Stygian Paths", which are paths that cross through the Underworld (as in, the realm of the dead). Each part of the Underworld corresponds with a part of the realm of the living. Except time works differently there. Normally, years there would seem days "here", so it's pretty fast nevertheless. You move a few meters there, and you find yourself kilometers closer to your destination. The only problem about it is the need of magical gems, which Ermor nowadays has in abundance, but ships can carry only so many of those with them.)

IC:

The Wights and their commanders began to stumble upon catacombs. Catacombs after catacombs, most of them empty. But only one group, group of twenty Wights commanded by a Spectator which hovered in the center of the group, a spectre. And without knowing it, this group stumbled upon the right part of the catacombs.

What is this... Odd presence... In this tomb...

As they ventured in, they felt the presence grow... But it was dormant... Unaware of them. It did not seem quite as powerful as the presence of the Lich Queen nor that of Etimmu the Wraith Lord, but potent nonetheless.

Then the Spectator found something he never thought he would find in this dark place... An inactive mechanical skeleton. It was obvious that it was the presence he had felt.

He shrieked and he closed his noncorporeal eyes...

In the tongue of the Dead, he sent a message...

WE HAVE FOUND IT.

But how to "activate" it? He did not know, but he wanted to try something...

Which he did, as he casted the spell Reanimation upon the dead skeletal... Thing, which most likely would be enough to bring it "back".

"Dusk Elder, do not medal in what you dont understand, try and leave and you will fall with anything from the planet and you will fall" the soft voice filled teh Dusk Elders mind.

(OOC: That particular Dusk Elder already left for the Underworld, and a living being entering a Dusk Elder's mind would be pretty damn likely to lose that of his own. Just for future reference, you don't want to search the mind of an undead. An old undead. There are... Some others down there, yes, but still...)

Ic:
On Board the SkitterSqueak
"Uh-oh, there are-are Corpsac ships -sirsir"
"What, I-i thought we had a peace negotiations going on-on"?
"I don't know-know sir, what do we-we do"?
"Send the beacon, green-green color"
"Yes sir"
A message was sent home, all it consisted of was...the color green.....
Strikk grabbed the far-squeaker and addressed the skaven ships.....
"Skaven reasearch fleet-fleet, get ships up to combat readiness, we'll not be-be taken by surprise"(or so they thought :p )

ooc> Sorry Corpsac, I was just a little impatient. ;)
Ermor: Sounds interesting. It's something that my older models may have problems with, very, very...very unconventional.

ic> General Semper was listening in now and he also saw what the psykers did. He responded to the Cores. "What are you proposing?"

Deep in the ancient Tombs, the intruders had reached the area that none were ever to find; the most dangerous secret in the AoN. But then, 2 gaurdians of the Tomb stepped forth from the shadows. One was the deadliest warrior in The Dark Kabal, Drazzar. He carried to expertly crafted scythe like blades and war barbed combat armour. The other was a master Deamonslayer from Ulthwe, wielding a Halberd whos head was covered with Eldar runes. Without asking questions, they began advancing on the intruders at a superhuman speed.

(OOC: That particular Dusk Elder already left for the Underworld, and a living being entering a Dusk Elder's mind would be pretty damn likely to lose that of his own. Just for future reference, you don't want to search the mind of an undead. An old undead. There are... Some others down there, yes, but still...)
OOC: who ever sead my cores were liveing??? but all scientific answers there not, tho the ships are, but if he left forget the message lol

IC:
"we propose nothing"
"we just show what was, was is and what maby be"
"we ask that is all"
"we warn"
"dont let the machines go, dont let there numbers grow as befor long he shall awake and they will come"
"and if that happens we must stop"
"befor its to late"
the voices suddenly stopped, the scenced something inside the Lords chamber, 2 old ones and a group of ones they dared not enter. right then 3 anti bodys phased falling down to the planet, the Delamor was over the Tombs, and the ABs fell underground, into the catacombs. moveing faster and faster then stoping and walking though the walls, moveing at grate speeds.
"he must not scence there lifeforce"
"he can not be allowed"
Semper could feel there fear, fear like he felt when they showed him, the drones were moveing Franticly around the planet scaning rescaning and then rescaning the Psykers on the planet.
a drone headed towards the Skaven ships, it slowed and started to scan them, all the crews felt as if death was with them, as if all the joy within the was being sucked out. it was getting colder and colder there worse fears were in front of them. the drone was scanning the ships, the minds even the souls of the crew.

the anti bodys in the catacombs made high piched noises, as if speaking to each other moveing fast into the tombs. then the stoped fear was over powering them the didnt want to go any thurther, but they had to. they came out of the phase about 6 meters from the wraiths, not being scilent as if they wanted to be seen.

OOC:Um corpsac, Skaven always think there is death around the corner, joy comes from killing others(or mutating others), but I'll make the higher up go more paranoid.
IC:An adept was rushing to get to the Warlock Master, to alert him of the drone out side, he stepped through the door way
*BANG*
Iskritt was hiding behind a desk with a smoking warplock pistol
"You'll never assassinate me never, ahahahahaha" He was trying to figure a way to the escape pods, but haveing built them himself and knowing "how well they are built"(end sarcasm) he decided against and would hole up here.
The master Moulder however, remained unaffected, the warpstone he used so much erased almost all emotions except for anger, he stalked around, getting everything in order again, but thats alot of skaven, it could take some time.....

OOC:
Based on the Fantasy Codex, I'd figure that they'd be able to sort of...'port themasleves anywhere, seeing as that's what the Old Ones could do. As long as there's a line of power nearby (and there always are, hee-hee), they can create a portal. Plus, the fact that the Slann arrived *with* the Old Ones suggests that they already had some sort of interstellar travel, probably magical in origin. And with the way the Slann not only communicate, but astral project, they'd know about pretty much anything while they're meditating. Now, into the fun stuff.

IC:
Cuaqkai was overseeing the last of the troop deployments and readiness for transport when he felt an even older spirit coming into his head: "Cuaqkai, be ready... The Necrontyr are not as we and those we follow once knew. The Dark Ones have reawakened, and your power may be diminished near them."

Cuaqkai pondered on this a moment, and sent back: "Will a single Slann's portal be enough, then?"
"Only for a single Temple's Army."
"That is enough."

The Skink Priests were all arrayed with him, 5 in all, ready to go to war. 2 Skink Chiefs were leading their squads of 15 Skinks, all armed with their blowdart guns, except for the small unit of Skinks being used as a "Skirmish Screen" for the unit of 5 Kroxigors. The 2 oldest Oldbloods of the Temple-City each led 50 strong Saurus Warriors. A Scar-Veteran astride a Carnosaur led the Saurus Cavalry, and the Skinks brought the Terradons, Stegadons, and Salamanders to order as well. The 25 Temple Guard surrounded Cauqkai, unwilling to leave him until the time he passed from this order of being into the next.

Cuaqkai held both his arms up, and used as much of his power as he could to open the portal to the world of the Necrons.

OOC: Think this is good so far?

OOC(EDIT): Oh, yeah...No one gave me a points limit, so I was just going nuts here. If you want me to scale it back, cool, just tell me how far.

OOC:I suggest upgradeing the blow guns, as necrons are um...metal....
It seems pretty good, but something is missing, as for size, I don't know doesn't seem crazy to me, as they know what they are, so the lizardmen would respond with what is needed......

ooc> Jirfog: You do realize that the force you are talking about is tiny. Also, the FTL's that I have activated will keep you from opening a portal. And how are you going to move around in space? Can you try to develope some sensable meathod of space travel? Although, I would suggest trying to get involved in a less complicated RP first, to test out your system.

Corpsac: What exactly are these anti-bodies supposed to do? I'm sure you didn't launch them just to give my researchers bad thoughts...;)

The IC post will come once Ermor replies.

OOC: there is one thats off seeing if the Psykers who saw the images are dead (well i know the general isnt but well, that kinda thing could make someone go mad) and also remove the images from there minds.
the 3 others are off to see what them undead things are up to, but are really scared cos of the evil they feel. and THR this time your rats wouldnt think death was around the corner they would know he is (or at lest think they know lol)

anyway:

IC:

the AB was looking at one of the Psykers that had the memerys implanted, it new that the Psyker could proberly detect it so it worked fast, diveing into one of its minds and removeing the images etc. it would after it was finished go and see if the other psyker was alive and do the same to him/her.

the drone that was scanning the Skaven stop and left, there was noting "wrong" with them, moveing back to the planet moveing around the planet.

Warsmith Malricht, Ruler of the Daemon-World of Galachorr IV, sat idly upon his throne. Footsteps alerted him to the prescence of another in the corridor.
Argamon, Captain of the 3rd Company strode through the six-metre high doors at the far end of the throne room. He was fully armoured in steel-grey ceramite, but held his helm under one arm as a mark of respect.
He bowed on one knee as he reached the foot of Malricht's throne.

"Speak" proclaimed the Warsmith.

"My lord" he said, "We have recieved word from our Skaven allies"

"What news?"

"They claim to have discovered a Necrontyr tomb world. It's guardians remain inactive"

"This information pleases me, Captain. You shall journey there, but firstly, tell me why"

"Know thy enemy, my lord"
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The Heart of Iron, a Carnage class cruiser, emerged from the warp, followed by a pair of Idolator escorts.

"Captain, initial scans reveal the prescence of numerous life-forms upon the planet's surface" said a tech-adept, "In addition, I am detecting several groups of unidentified ships in orbit"

"Ignore them for now. If we show no aggression, perhaps they shall not either. Transmit that to our escorts, also" Captain Argamon stood from his chair and spoke to another crewman, who was manning a terminal covered in glowing runes, "Request Squads Tratoris and Mortis. Instruct them to assemble in the shuttle bay. We shall be descending to the planet"

"Aye Captain"

OOC: and THR this time your rats wouldnt think death was around the corner they would know he is (or at lest think they know lol)

OOC:Lol, that must be the same feeling when told to charge those knights, or use a ratling gun......
IC:
The Master Moulder and fellow packmaster initiates were getting things under control with help from the whip.....

Meanwhile Iskritt was still hiding, this time 7 bodies were in the hall way. The resolute storm vermin were attempiting to take off a door and use it as a shield to get to him, little did they know, Iskritt had a Warp-Fire Thrower....

Meanwhile on the Acheron was setup as temporary command vessel
"Captain, a-a Carnage and a new type of chaos escort-escort just appeared(I know what they are, as I have some myself, but I don't have Idolators....yet)"
"Did the-the council mention anything of this, prep the red-red signal incase and hail the Carnage ship"
"Not sure-sure sir, yes sir, and yes sir-sir" the crewman said answering the many questions.

The message sent was
To:Unidentifed Carnage Cruiser
From:SkitterBoil
What are you doing here? Who are you? and does Gronde know of your arrival? Respond or we will attack.
(These guys din't know you were coming)

Without asking questions, they began advancing on the intruders at a superhuman speed.

"Haste," a whispering voice said. The word echoed through the forgotten halls of the catacombs, making it almost impossible to place the one who said it. As the two came closer and closer... Soon, the Wights could begin to match their speed. But it was not a moment too soon, as the enemy was... Close.

Then the Spectator, who was the original finder of the odd corpse, said:

"You are too late... Too late to stop us now..."

He had already finished the spell of reanimation.

The Wights began firing their rather massive guns, with those two... Intruders as their target. And soon those two would realize yet other... Trait of those they were attacking, as they emit bitter cold, an effect that the intelligent undead tend to have.

The others had heard the call. They were already coming in quite rapidly. The catacombs were becoming deadly for those who were alive and tainting for those who were dead, as the priests of the Ashen Empire chanted their dark prayers that desecrated the ground, spreading the dark dominion of the Empire. Unnatural darkness, unnatural coldness came there.

"Sergeant?" queried a tech-adept.

Sergeant Uldis, a veteran of the Horus Heresy and countless other campaigns, grunted in reply.

"We have received a transmission from one of the orbiting Skaven ships. They demand we identify ourselves and our purpose or they shall open fire"

"Damn" came the reply, distorted by the voxcaster in Uldis' helm, "Open a secure channel to them"
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"Skitterboil, this is Sergeant Uldis, standing-captain of the Heart of Iron, were you not informed of our journeying here?"

"No, chaos-man. We were not!"

"If your commanders choose not to inform you then that is their fault and not mine" said Uldis, irritated by Skaven inefficiency, "We shall continue with our task, which I have no reason to reveal to you!"
With that he ended the transmission.

OOC: Apologies to Gronde for not informing you before barging in. Should've thought before I leapt. Btw, I'm the New Aryan State, if it helps you forgive me :D

OOC:This has no relation to you being NAS, oh, Gronde, if you would do things differentley, lets restart from where you came in NAS, ok?
IC:
a simple message was sent
"Cease your advance"
By now the Behemoth was under control, the 2 mile long ship cranked its cruiser killer cannon at the approching Cruiser, while the others assumed a broadside fireing position.
Atasikk would either halt there approach with words or guns, it mattered not which.....
"Send red-red message to Skaven Blight now-now Crewman"
"aye-aye sir"

Iskritt was simply sealed inside his room, the stormvermin had welded a door over the entrance.....

"Sergeant? The Skaven ship has adopted a firing position and they request that we halt"

"Damn well stop the ship then, you idiot!" growled Sergeant Uldis, "We're not to engage, remember?"

OOC: The 'if it helps you forgive me' bit was a joke, of sorts, as emphasised b the grinning smiley. Not a big problem if you didn't get it.

OOC:Oh, sorry, well Good night, this seems like a place to stop and let others catch up.....

CC: Joining as spectating party for now.

IC:Zaktar Everlast The Emperor and God of the Zaktarian Race, sat idle on his throne when suddenly
the larges doors infront of him opened, and in steped his Information Lord Extar Uliar.

"What do you want Extar?" he sayed looking at the person that was standing at the door.

The 2 Guardians standing infront of throne pounded their fists to their chest of armor and shouted in unison.
"All Hail our Emperor and God Zaktar Everlast."

Extar droped down on his knees and bowed his head to the floor and looked up.

"Emperor I have some disturbing information." He said looking a little pale.

The Emperor looked down at his Information Lord.

"What is it now?" The Emperor replyed.
"My Lord, Someone Has activated the necrontyrs"

"So someone has found the lost tomb...."
"Yes My lord it looks like it. What should we do?"

"Nothing at the moment lets see how this plays out, I don't want to
send the "ship" yet. If they can handle the necron's themself we don't have to worry, but if the start to spread we have to do something about it"

"Yes My Lord!"
"Any way Extar send some of our spies to the location and find out how bad the situation is."

"Its already done My Lord"
"Thats what I like about you Extar your always prepeard"

"Thank you My Lord"
"But I fear the worst that the history will repeat itself." Zaktar mumbled to himself.
"Lets hope that it won't happen"

"Indeed... Extar How is the Construction on the ship going?"
"Some minor problems with the engines and some malfuctions, but it will be ready in time My Lord"

"Very well I should hold you any longer you have plans for tonight right?"
"Yes My Lord"

Extar pounded his fist on his chest of armor and turned around and left the throne room.

"You did what!?" Inquisitor Kirol screamed.

"The data was faulty, Inquisitor" The servitor replied in mechanical tones.

"How dare you!" He screamed again, ripping off the servitors arms and ripping off it's head.

He gave the crewmen a spiteful glare and paced up and down on the bridge. It was bad enough that some xenos force had taken hold in some unknown system, but a servitor destroying the only information on the sector? He had been waiting for months for the probes to return with information on the sector, but alas, they had been very late. Perhaps he would personally take a mission to the Settron sector, a crusade of sorts. He quickly purged his mind of such prideful thoughts. But what xenos? Eldar, orks, Tyranids even? He would find out and woe betide them if they thought they could stand against the Imperium and the Emperor's will.

A small contingent blip had appeared on the holo-screen. Klaxons wailed and crewmembers hurried to their posts. Pentagrammic and Hexogrammic wards screamed in a horrible chorus of sound. The ship was not xenos, nor chaotic, and it didnt appear to be Tyranid....

"What is it?" Inquisitor Kirol barked, whilst running to the helm.

"Appears to be some probes of sorts, I'm running checks on the archive" The crewman looked in disbelief. "It's our probes, Inquisitor!"

As data poured itself onto the screen, transmitted from the probes.

"Data upload complete, Inquisitor"

"Destroy the probes"

As the 50 broadside turrets swiveled into position, they neatly came to a halt. The guns fired and left no trace of evidence of the probes destruction. But the data was not so appealing. The system was a mass of conflicting xenos, uncivilized savages and necrontyr. He shuddered at thinking about such things. But only one option was left now. That of the crusade, the glorious conquest, the bright purgation of the Emperor's wrath. He would lead them into battle and smite down the xenos.

"Relay this information to central command. Dispose of the astropath once you have done"

"Yes, Inquisitor" The crewmember said, gave a curt nod and left the bridge.

And when the Emperor's vengeance reached the xenos, there would be no going back.....

The Imperium had not been idle. 10 full battle fleets [600] had been despatched. 3 companies of deathwatchhad also been called up too....

OOC:uh-oh, lots of people coming to stop it.....nobody coming to activate. This reminds me, tell a kid not to push the button, of course it gets pushed, thus awakening the necrons.....
(Looks like were going on without Gronde, please wait)
This took place last night, I was just too tired to post.....
IC: (Do you people want the long version, if so I'll edit this)
It cost us the lives of 27 Clanrats, and 3 Skyre Adepts, but we have done the un-do-able.
1-The guass weapons pull the targets constituent atoms twoards the weapon, thus producing the "flaying" effect

2-The problem before was the massive amount of energy required to fire one, it was quite a bit

3-Most dissapitating energy is produced like a plasma gun meltdown(only with heat and air, not goo), thus not allowing safe energy realese(spelling?)

What we accomplished with warpstonse material and converted Warp-Fire Throwers/Ratling guns, is portable Guass weaponry, for now it is to large for single man use, but can be used as heavy weapons, tank gun, or on titans/mechs of varying size. Unfortuanatley(doesn't bother us much when we lose men), the warpstone as usual has unfortunate side effects....

The Bad
1-The warpstone kills the crew in about a week(average useage of 16 hours per day)

2-It could blow up of course

3-It has an annoying fireing system, on vehicles, it can be
automated(spelling?) to fire a single shot(actually beam) per trigger pull

4-The longer the beam is used, the more unstable(becoming even more likely for explosion) the warpstone becomes

The Good
1-The Warpstone gives alittle bit of its properties to the guass beam, thus causing mutations on the sub-atomic level

2-(the good side of 4) It also becomes more and more powerful, the longer it is used

3-Not overley long fireing sequence(just annoying), Clanrats can operate it

4-Its now slightly a ground weapon, instead of a space ship weapon

We have achieved are goal, we wish to depart now, copies of our research and the blue prints of its construction will be left.(Basically I'm asking to haul a** before all these nations get here)

As the Imperial fleet neared the Settron system, blips started showing up on the radar. There were chaos and other xenos forces.

Time to make ourselves known...

The fleet, came into radar scanning view of the Skaven and Chaos fleets.........

OOC:uh-oh, lots of people coming to stop it.....nobody coming to activate. This reminds me, tell a kid not to push the button, of course it gets pushed, thus awakening the necrons.....

(OOC: Um, as far as I understand this stuff, all the other necrons *were* already awake, sort of, but the Necron Lord wasn't, so Gronde claimed control over them. Now the Lord should be pretty much awake too, thanks to the reanimation by the Spectator, a (lesser) spectral mage of Ermor, and now there's a huge amount of Ermorian undead marching towards the tomb, some being closer, some farther away.)

OOC:I meant earlier, and still no one comes to help, the closest thing to help is some Iron Warriors on there own agenda, what...I am too :D

OOC:I meant earlier, and still no one comes to help, the closest thing to help is some Iron Warriors on there own agenda, what...I am too :D

Can you post a reply to my coming into the sector. I'm going to fire on you and the Chaos forces....

As the Imperial fleet neared the Settron system, blips started showing up on the radar. There were chaos and other xenos forces.

Time to make ourselves known...

The fleet, came into radar scanning view of the Skaven and Chaos fleets.........
HALT ALL RP, WE HAVE TO WAIT FOR GRONDE, sorry, but as his second in command, I have to halt this until he gets here(hopefully soon, but guarenteed to be today)

Okay then....

Sorry, i'm tired, I got no sleep last night, hurry up Gronde...............

The last time Gronde was active was 2 hours ago......

Gronde's last post was close to elevan hours ago, probably too tired post then, or maybe he's at work now? Maybe.......

Perhaps....

Why do we have to wait for him?

He has to

1-Respond to Ermor's undead in the tomb

2-Possibly redo (Insert name of NASs future tech nation) entrance(may be welcomed, shot, or something else)

3-Has to respond to my request to leave

4-Has to respond to your imminent(Spelling?) arrival

5-Reveal any hidden goodies(which is alot)

That is why we have to wait, WAKE UP GRONDE....ITS 9:03 AM!!!!!!

It's about 2:04 pm here in England! Where are you?

(OOC: Stop flooding the thread already, go to IRC if you gotta chat! www.mirc.com helps, and there's that channel about NationStates on irc.esper.net, which happens to be... #nationstates. Go there, chat there, but stop chatting on this thread. Thank you.

Or use TGs.)

ooc> Sorry, I had to work the morning shift. Anyways, I am working on my reply now.

ooc> Corpsac: None of my psykers would have died or gone insane. They are the best in the AoN, all handpicked for this job.

Ermor: The Necron Lord wouldn't be awakened so easily. There were several protective measures put into place. You would need more time than you had.

ic>

To: THR research team
From: General Semper
I am pleased with your work with the Guass technology. However, I would prefer if you stuck around for a little longer until we have regained system security.



The perimeter defences of the sytem were now fully operational. At the site of a large fleet heading into the system, they were ordered to not allow them to pass. The perimeter defences were manned by the 4th space marine chapter, specifically formed for this project. Rail cannons and Nova cannons rained fire onto the new intruders.

General Semper was fast losing his patience. "Does everyone think that they have the right to simply barge into my system!?" he asked himself, outraged. He sent a message to THR's ships, asking them to stay and aid the defence until suitable re-enforcements could arrive. Then, one of the scientists appeared from the shadows.
"Sir, perhaps we could use the Necrons. It would make a suitable test run for them and would save our forces," the pale man suggested.
"I was already considering that," Semper responded. "But i will attempt to contact them first. Maybe they are not aware that humans are in controll, and not Xenos."


To: Dimmimar Commander
From: General Semper
You are entering Gronde and AoN space. This is not a Xenos sector, this is a human sector. What is the reason for your agression. Halt your advance and I will order my marines to stop firing. Then, perhaps, we could descuss this peacefully.


Deep within the Tombs, a vicious hand to hand combat was under way between the Gaurdians and the intruders. The gaurdians responded to the speed increase in their foes by increasing their own speed. They attacked the intruders with a veangence, using the skills from centuries of training.

ooc> Ok, who are you NAS? Do you actually have a NS nation?

OOC:Yes, New Aryan States has a future tech nation called
Galachorr IV

IC:The skaven ships sent a message back to General Semper
To:General Semper
From:Master Mould Kitisk
We will send the chaos ships to aid, but we have another chaos fleet to contend with(Glachors), they have ceased approach and say they're here on their own buisness. Reinfocrements are on route from Skaven Blight.

The chaos ships recieved their orders and began to head to the defence
1 Acheron Heavy Cruiser
2 Devestation Cruiser
5 Slaughter Cruisers

20 Skaven Iconoclasts

A whisper echoed in the catacombs again, stating the word "Quickening". The Wights became faster once more. No living, nor dead being could move much faster than this without getting irreparable damage to its body.

The twenty Wights had fought quite well against the enemy, considering the situation. The numbing cold obviously had some effect on the enemy. The great enchantments cast upon them had reduced the edge the enemy would have had.

They had changed from their ranged weapons to their ancient Bane blades, as the enemy obviously preferred close range combat. A few, five or such of them had lost limbs, but they still continued to fight. The eerie green light of their blades illuminated the surroundings as did the bullets that had not hit the enemy. They still burned with green light.

Their powered armors were weakening. (OOC: It is a cross between a full-blown power armor and light armor, meaning they have an armor that has many traits of the power armor like a HUD and somesuch, but the armoring it gives is pretty light.)

The Spectator closed his eyes again. The Lord had not awakened, unlike he had expected. The Wights, whilst having thousands of years of training, did lack one thing the living had... They were not exactly very agile.

COMBAT HAS ERUPTED. WE STILL HAVE CUSTODY OVER THE ENTITY. IT HAS NOT AWAKENED. DUSK ELDER'S PRESENCE REQUIRED.

Instantly after that, he received a very powerful, dark mental message from somewhere in the vicinity.

WE ARE THERE.

A hundred more Wights marched in from the darkness, with their green blades unsheathed, screaming odd battlecries of the Dead. There was an unholy priest and a Dusk Elder accompanying them.

The dark dominion was drawing closer to the battleground.

The shuttle descended to the surface. Aboard it were twenty Iron Warriors and Captain Argamon.

The pilot spoke, "Sir? We shall land within thirty seconds"
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With the hissing of pistons, the door opened, and Iron Warriors marched from inside. Argamon was last to leave.

"Sir" said Sergeant Forbis, "Area devoid of resistance"

"Good. None was expected, but it does not pay to be incautious"

Argamon surveyed the land around him. It was barren, save for some dead vegetation. In the distance, however, a massive structure was visible. It's walls were sheer, and made of obsidian.

"There is our target, Sergeant" he said, pointing to it.
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The doors were already open.

"Sergeant, I believe we shall not be alone. Instruct the squads to enter and search the area"

Forbis saluted, "Sir"

OOC: Who is actually in the tomb already? Apart from Ermor, I mean. Who is blatantly in there.

IC:The advance scouts of the Skyre Guard saw the ferocious melee up ahead...

?Do we fire at them sir"?

"No, those 2 are good, hand me a jezzail soldier"

"Here you go sir, sight is set for range"

The Black skaven(Gutter Runner officer) Spoke while drawing a bead on at the one standing away from the combat
"One of you head back to the Guard, the rest, prepare"
Why was the figure standing there with closed eyes, he thought as the cross hairs lined up to is chest, doesn't matter..and pulled the trigger releaseing the refined warpstone bullet.....

ooc> Galechorr: You jumped the gun on me there. I was trying to figure out who you were. Rewind that back a little. Did you send a message down to the planet? If not, you would have been shot down. I must have missed your previous post. I apologise.

ic> The battle for the Tombs was not going well. The Gaurdians faught valiantly, but they could not keep up with the Whites. Then, there was a pulse of psycic energy comming from another entrance. The effects of the Haste and Quickening were reversed almost immediately. A new figure emerged from the darkness. A human psyker, who brought with him some firepower in the form of 30 Space marines wielding storm bolters and force weapons, clad in strangly crafted silver power armour. (ooc> think Grey Knights) The marines advanced, firing into the mass of whites as the Gaurdians caught their breath.

Meanwhile, a new ship was desending onto the planet. Thouroghly fed up with all the indruders, Semper ordered the ship to be shot and disabled, then captured.

OOC:Semper starts to snap :mp5: :sniper: :headbang: from all the intrusions :D
(These new smilies are awesome)


IC:"Fangleader...Fangleader" the out of breath scout reached the force "The tomb has been infiltrated by dead-things"

"Where is the rest of the team"?

"They stayed behind to fight"

"SKyrevermin...FOREWARD, come gutter runner, and earn your fee"

The warriors charged through to reach the lords tomb and spill blood.....

OOC: What? There's no mention of anti-ship guns on the planet! Besides, it's an uninhabited world. Who's going to actually be ABLE to shoot me down?

The echoing sounds of troops marching closer were constantly quite strong, as more and more Wights, Dusk Elders, priests and other beings came to the Tomb. More green lights were lit as, from all directions, those Wights came to that place. Hundreds upon hundreds of them. The sound of their combined firing caused would have been deafening.

The Dusk Elder who was casting his spells upon the Lord growled in anger. This had gone too far. The sheer ridiculousness of the situation angered him even further. They were there to retrieve one being, and those people actually think they can stop the undead?

The Dusk Elder whispered a word and the Wights turned into mistform. For a moment, the firing stopped, but the marching continued. The Wights had not become any slower than they already were, thanks to the fact that the power of the magical gems that were used to empower the spell made it difficult to just dispel them without any amplifiers, no matter how powerful one is.

"Look around you, fool. You are surrounded by the dark dominion. You cannot remove it. You can only die from it. Is this... Thing more important to you than your own lives?"

He pointed his ethereal finger at the Necron Lord, and he whispered again.

"The Ritual is... Complete. No matter what you do, the Ritual of Rebirth is now complete."

OOC: What? There's no mention of anti-ship guns on the planet! Besides, it's an uninhabited world. Who's going to actually be ABLE to shoot me down?

(OOC: Not uninhabited. It's controlled by the one who made this thread, and if you had read the first post, you would've realized that.)

There were gunshots from deeper inside the tomb.

"Sir"

"I heard, Forbis, do you think me deaf?"

"No sir"

"Investigate them. We have our orders"
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One of many corridors

The Iron Warriors marched into the tomb,

"Sir?"

"What is it, Forbis?"

"Gersau believe he heard something"

"And? We heard something earlier. He must have unbelievably slow reactions"

"No sir. Gersau is the rearguard. The noise was behind us..."

OOC: In case you see my reasoning for not being shot down, here's a continuation of my post before last.

ooc> Galachorr: Ignored. Please try to know what is going on next time.

Ermor: I don't care how many preaty magic gems you have. That was the most powerfull psyker in the AoN. He wasn't dispelling the origanal spell, he was mearly adding his own effects, making them slower. Anyways, how could you have not lost anything with all the firepower comming at you...

ic> The effects of the Psykers power didn't effect the enemy right away. They still continued towards their objective. The Necron Lord was still dormant, and would remain that way for quite some time so long as the psykers were there. At this point, the effects of the master psykers efforts were beginning to pay off and the enemy was slowing down. (ooc> unless you have something else that you can use...) The Gaurdians were back into the fray, cutting a path to the head figures of the undead force. The Marines also charged into combat.

IC:The skyre guard were in eye site of th Gutter Runners, still some distance to the fray.....

The black skaven was reloding, picking a wight, fireing, in a constant revolution, he soon was like a machine with 3 simple orders, makeing sure the rounds did not hit his allies, he continued to shoot.....

OOC: Fine, fine, sodding well fine. IGNORE EVERY POST OF MINE SINCE FIRST SETTING OFF IN THE SHUTTLE if it makes you happy.
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On the bridge of the Heart of Iron

"...*Crackle*...sustained damage...*Fshht*...crash landing...rapid speeds...assistance"

"There's no more, Sergeant. That was their last transmission"

"Can you transport them back?"

"Negative, Sergeant. They are out of range"
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On the surface

The shuttle had fallen fifty kilometers to the ground, hitting it at around a hundred and thirty miles an hour.

Captain Argamon picked himself up. His vision blurred for a few seconds, and he waited until it had cleared.
Back on his feet, Argamon surveyed the land. It was barren, save for some dead vegetation. In the distance, however, a massive structure was visible. It's walls were sheer, and made of obsidian.
For the most part, the Iron Warriors were unharmed, save one who had been shorn in half by flying debris upon impact.

"Sir!" said Gersau, pointing. There was dust on the horizon.

"Find defensive positions!" shouted Argamon, "We have company!"

(OOC: It doesn't matter how many I lose. There are quite a few of them by now. And what about you? Two people, first against twenty wights, then against hundreds of them. The said Wights emit numbing cold. Each and every one of them. So it's pretty damn cold there, if there's even a scratch in their battlearmor, they'd get frostbitten for sure. But bah, details, details, let's get on with the RP!)

IC:

The Dusk Elder growled again. He brought the Lord to its feet. Quite a few Wights lost their mistforms and became deformed as they lost limbs, some were even utterly destroyed, but had those hostiles even bothered to look around them? Apparently no. Whatever they did, it did not matter.

"This ends now. We have no desire nor need to continue this childish game with you."

He rose left hand up, and a strange, white light came from it. Then it linked to all those undead visible and those who still were not there. He murmured and chanted, until he said the words...

"Vortex of Returning!"

In a great flash of light, they all disappeared. With the Lord in their midst.

IC:A small group of skaven sent to guard the tomb were speeding along when a ball of flame(or whatever the drop pod looked like when going down) crashed about .5-1 mile away.
Snarkitt seen this, flexing his mechanical arm he grinned "LETS GET THAT SCRAP FIRST BOYS(sorry, temporarly possessed by Ork passion)", the other skaven cheered and pushed the accelerator more, they would be there in less than a minut.The armored group sped twoards there, maybe some scrap could be collected and modified for there vehicles.....
5 "Tanks"(Think Predator tanks, only if skaven got a hold of some)
15 Total Crewmen

3 Armored Personal Carriers(Rhinos in the hands of skaven)
The above carries 25 guys, 10 in one, 10 in another, 5 in one, basic clanrats

Armored Command(Skaven Waveserpent)
5 Crewmen, 10 SkyreGuards, Snarkitt, 2 Skyre Adepts

OOC: Bear in mind I'm keeping in with standard squad formation. i.e. 1 Heavy, 1 Special weapon per 10 marines.

"Get that launcher up here, now!" yelled Sergeant Forbis.

An Iron Warrior ran to a slab of steel that provided him with cover, then, leaning on it, set the laser designator on the leading vehicle, and fired.
The krak missile slashed through the air, trailing smoke. It impacted dead centre, cracking the adamantium plating, but not penetrating.

"Reload!"

OOC:BTW, why are we shooting at each other?

IC:The round hit the layered metal(there probably is some adamtanium somewhere) doing damage, the panicked skaven started veering the tank to the hard left, and ended up spinning out, win or lose, they were out of thise fight.
Snarkitt gave the most basic and understood order
"FIRE"
2 Warp-lightning cannons turned into sight of the marines and fired, 1 beam fizzeled ou, while one had enough reach....

The other two had dual ratling guns mounted on the turret, the guns were blazing, unleashing a hundred bullets in half a minute, sprayin the foreward area with warpstone. Snarkitt ordered the transports foreward, carrying the rats twoards the outnumbered marines. while his personal transport skimmed behind them, pulsar warp-lightning guns unleashed controlled beams in the general direction of the marines, one hit the rear of a transport and blew it too smithereens.
Snarkitt grabbed a loud speaker "Surrender Chaos-things, and your lives will be spared, we have a more important thing to attend to, rather than kill you all, cease fire, and we shall do the same" As soon as that was spoken, the skaven halted gunfire, but kept going foreward.....
(I'm allowing you too surrender, so your guys on the surface doen't disappear a minute after planet fall)

ooc> Ermor: did you even read my post? THERE IS NO WAY IN HELL THAT YOU WILL BE AWAKENING THE LORD AS LONG AS I HAVE 30+ PSYKERS ON THE PLANET!!! Besides, as long as the Gaurdians are living, the Necron Lord will remain dormant, as they are connected to it. Also, when I have 30 marines specially trained and equiped to fight stuff like your whites, and THR has men comming from behind, firing away, I certainly hope that you would lose something.

OOC:Ermor didn't say he/she managed to awaken the lord, he/she said that it was teleported away(probably through the underworld)

ooc> Ermor: did you even read my post? --

(OOC: Yes, I did. Apparently you did not read mine.)

THERE IS NO WAY IN HELL THAT YOU WILL BE AWAKENING THE LORD AS LONG AS I HAVE 30+ PSYKERS ON THE PLANET!!!

(OOC: You can support even an unconscious being with your very own hands. That is what the Dusk Elder did. And even I did have some 30+ mages on the planet, 30+ priests and 30+ Censors. That is, with the Wights. Apparently you did not see the part where I said that the ships were being unloaded whilst they had entered the planet's atmosphere. You know what they were unloading? Well, at least now you do.)

Besides, as long as the Gaurdians are living, the Necron Lord will remain dormant, as they are connected to it.

(OOC: You are making this up as we speak. Also, there is the bit to consider that Dark Eldar would not be working with the... Whatever Eldar. Even I know that they don't exactly get along. Nor would they be helping any mon-keigh, as we have witnessed many times even on NationStates. I was told that the Dark Eldar you're using is actually some special Dark Eldar character from WH40K, which is even a damn bodyguard of... Something else than a dormant Necron Lord.)

-- Also, when I have 30 marines specially trained and equiped to fight stuff like your whites, and THR has men comming from behind, firing away, I certainly hope that you would lose something.

(OOC: "Especially trained and equipped to fight stuff like your whites", you say. I am quite sure that they have not met anything that is truly undead during their lives. Nor would they know anything about how to truly fight them. And I did say I took losses, but I also said that the amount lost was negligible. Ermor moves in hordes. Massive hordes. In twenty ships, when counted together, there are tens of thousands of those Wights. I go with three thousand per unarmed transport (freighter), and a thousand per armed ship. In reality, there are smaller and larger ships, so the amount goes anywhere from 1 000 to 6 000.

Oh right, and what's the point about the losses anyway, now that they're gone?)

Lol, I like the last part, but even fighting true undead, vampires and their servants, nurgle-possessed corpses, etc.......

I don't know, I know....

THREAD SELF-DESTRUCT...sorry about that out burst.....

OOC:Ermor didn't say he/she managed to awaken the lord, he/she said that it was teleported away(probably through the underworld)

(OOC: The Vortex of Returning is a bit fancier than that. It's a direct route through the Astral Planes, which takes them straight back to the lands of Ermor on Earth. It's somewhat more protected than just roaming through the said Astral Planes, so if they do that, it doesn't matter all that much.

Although, in the thing Ermor is from, they can use Astral Travel and whatnot, I'm claiming that they'll just contaminate it if they go through it - and contaminate themselves with the pure energies that go through them, too-, and they know it's not worth it.)

OOC: Gronde give the poor lil undead people a chance but hes right on one point that even i have to draw a line at, and that is it does seem your makeing this up as you go along, maby you should have set down the ground rules on the first post or atlest the first page, cos in my eyes thats godmoding just saying "you cant do it cos i have 50+ here" as you never sead it befor then its your fault, just let it go Gronde (this could turn out interesting ig you do) and see thats a lession you have learned Always post small things like that in an OOC post in your first post or atlest befor someone trys something that you dont want to happen just yet, and BTW ya at lest of of your Psykers would have died that kind infomation would fry someones brain if there not expecting it

Im going to have to agree with it, but Ermor, you should at least corresponded with Gronde (through TGs preferabley) to wether this is okay, or destroy the RP entirely, as for psykers, I have no real opinion.....

OOC: or make a new Thread where gronde could lose control of the Necrons and Ermor why are you trying to wake up the lord??? cos well you wont be able to control him infact no one would beable to (thats why Gronde has not woken it up cos if it could be controled he would have woken it up and did so, so im also guessing that the Lord is vary vary powerful) any way i will make an IC post once this is cleared up, and gronde if you have a bunch of Marines come from behind him i hope to hell yo dont hit on of my Anti bodys (they become agressive to anything that threatens them, and there designed to be able to take on 5 Space marines befor it dies (and theres 3 of thats 15 space marines befor the lil buggers will die) if you want i will TG you with there abilitys

Edit OOC: in that case:

IC:-
Then anti bodys moved fast, come behind the undeads, spitting there Acid towards the faces of the wraiths. there high ptiched screams peirceing the air like a knife, there claws swang out slashing madly at anything that moved their eyes a deep blood red colour, rage had taken over and they would not stop till anything that moved was dead or deader in the undeads case. the Anti bodys were phaseing in and out to minmise any damage taken, one of them slashed deep into a Wights chest as a blade sliced of one of its arms, it screamed even more enraged stricking fast and fast at super human speeds, another blade stabed into the anti bodys torse, it feel onto its 4 knees a as deep black shimmering blood spilt onto the floor. the anti body feel its body seemed to melt each cell was brakeing down as the body desapeared into the ground, the others seemed to become even more enraged, attacking more agressively and more procise in there strikes.

ooc> Your probobly right, I forgot to post all the specifics earlier. But really, I can't trust anyone's respect of an OOC post anymore. If I had said everything about, well, everything, then Ermor would have known exactly how to fight it. I can't do that. But either way, I apologise. I am self-ignoring the part about the Gaurdians needing to die first. I do remember posting that I had many psykers on this planet keeping everything in order though. However, how are you getting away with it? It's not out in the open. It's sealed. You would need to get in out first, meaning over my Gaurdians' dead bodies. ...unless you plan to somehow teleport the entire complex away...which would be impossable at this point. I know I didn't say that before either, but I figured it would be obvious. If you want me to self ignore the part about the Lord not being sitting out in open too... then fine, but they would still need to get past the gaurdians before they could grab the lord. I just got a little annoyed because Ermor made it sound like he could just walk in and grab the lord and take off despite the Tomb defences. One second he was fighting with the Gaurdians, next second he somehow had someone right next to the Lord... he jumped the gun on me. He never even posted losses. Also, somehow Ermor never lost a ship despite the attacks by the Jackals and Harvesters on his way down... That is why I got rathar anoyed with it...Hopefully we can continue without the Godmod accusations and flamethrowers.

Oh and Corpsac, my marines are good shots, they know not to hit your anti-bodies.

OOC: -- and Ermor why are you trying to wake up the lord??? cos well you wont be able to control him infact no one would beable to (thats why Gronde has not woken it up cos if it could be controled he would have woken it up and did so, so im also guessing that the Lord is vary vary powerful) --

(OOC: The idea is not controlling him. The idea is to attempt to get him join the Ashen Empire and then try to turn a few necrons and get the tech for the Ashen Empire. There are very powerful undead within the Ashen Empire, like the Lich Queen, Etimmu the Wraith Lord, Alcastos the Forgotten King and... Tenebrus the Shade King. I think a Necron Lord would fit in just fine. ;-)

There's even a reason behind my whole participation to this thread. Ermor has over 500 million longdeads (skeletons) that could use some upgrading. ;-) Lower-level Necron tech is better than rusted swords and rusted armor. But you know, this is OOC info and all, you would never find that out even if you tried.)

ooc> If I had said everything about, well, everything, then Ermor would have known exactly how to fight it.

(OOC: Nah, I don't play that way. I always give OOCly all sorts of info to people that might give them an edge ICly, because I know that they can't use it. It would've been nice to know just what the hell those Psykers were to begin with, anyway, I thought they were just some telepath-sorts with funny names. ;-) Found out that they are actually some high-level mage-sorts. But if I had done that, you could've just mentioned about it and I would've stopped doing it. :-) )

However, how are you getting away with it? It's not out in the open. It's sealed. You would need to get in out first, meaning over my Gaurdians' dead bodies.

(OOC: CorpSac's entrance, claiming that he just came onto the planet a few kilometers off the right tomb forced me to skip a few posts I was going to make about them searching for the tomb, finding it, and forcing their way through the seals whilst keeping any guarding enemies at bay with superior fire power and numbers. Instead I was forced to make a very short stub where I stated that they found the right tomb and found the Lord.

They don't care about losses, which is why I don't post them. I'd only mention it when I think they would actually start to notice the losses. Let's say you've taken a few hundred 'em off, which still leaves more than enough of 'em to protect the mages. The Spectators, the Dusk Elders, the priests nor anyone else of that inclination would care much about the guardians, that is why they had those Wights with them. Wights who are equipped with rather high tech, which was RPd by several people before.)

Also, somehow Ermor never lost a ship despite the attacks by the Jackals and Harvesters on his way down...

(OOC: As far as I know, you tried to disable them, not destroy them. That's why I lost none of them, as they all went to the Underworld after being hit by the... Energy net. You did not say anything about your ships shooting at them. That is also why there were... Approximately ~15 000 of Ermorian undead on the planet instead of 30 000+.)

(OOC EDIT: Oh right, and just how are you attacking them anymore, anyway? The Ermorian undead have already left. That was the Vortex of Returning. Ermor was never named, so you'll have no chance of knowing from where they were exactly. Meep.)

A pair of green lasers shot towards the Iron Warriors, blasting one from his feet. They were followed by suppressing fire from a pair of gatling weapons. Several rounds scored deep gashes in Argamon's greaves.

"Surrender Chaos-things, and your lives will be spared, we have a more important thing to attend to, rather than kill you all, cease fire, and we shall do the same"

"Who are your masters?" bellowed Argamon.

"We serve-serve council of thirteen, chaos-thing!" replied the Skaven via a voxcaster.

Argamon turned to his men, "Stand down" he grumbled, "The Skaven are our allies, even if they do not know it..."

OOC: The reason I shot was due to common battle philosophy, "Shoot the other bastard before he shoots you"

ooc> Ermor: If you didn't post that you were trying to break the seel, then you were not trying to break the seel. If I have actually known that you were trying to do that, I would have told you the the Lord is at the end of the hallway and the Gaurdians and space marines are in the way. There is really no way that you could have gotten him out that easily anyways, even if you did RP doing so. Which you didn't.
I propose that we continue off at the point that my marines arrived, and continue from there. Then we continue to make sure that all other RPers know what's going on.

Oh yeah: Damnit Galachorr, how did you end up in my tomb again, seeing as how everything after you attempting to land was ignored because you jumped the gun on me.

OOC: I'm not in the tomb, I just crashed in an extremely similar place to where I landed in the ignored bit. Besides, we've been "captured" by a Skaven armour group. Thing. Besides, it's not as if you could control where I crashed, is it? It's just another variable...

OOC: i didnt just "apear" and i think gronde might agree with me there, i RPed me turning up, land speaking to gronde Psykers. i landed by the tomb that didnt mean anything i just landed there as it was were i guessed Grondes people would have been researching. and when my ABs got there they did it by phaseing out of the Delamor falling to the planet into the Catacombs, useing there Telopathic powers to stop them phased back in shivered, phased out though the walls towards the tomb, and they stop several feet from your people cos of the fear that over took them, for a whole 3-4 posts they just stood there sh**ing them selves, then i attacked.
and Psykers are Telopaths (psykic, Psykers kinda sound the same) and wakeing up the the Necron lord is wont change the fact that as soon as you do, the thing is going to look at you go "mmm lunch" kill you, take control of the Necrons and kill anything on the planet then start moveing across the universe killing anything and eavrything undead or living, they wont share there tech they wont do anything to help anyone. so when you do wake it up your going to be in for a rude greeting.
and i agree with Gronde bring it back a small bit, (but my attack still stands i cant be bothered to rewrite that out)

OOC: I'm not in the tomb, I just crashed in an extremely similar place to where I landed in the ignored bit. Besides, we've been "captured" by a Skaven armour group. Thing. Besides, it's not as if you could control where I crashed, is it? It's just another variable...

My apolgies. I misunderstood your post. Carry on. :)

(OOC: And I propose a complete retcon. Or compliance to what I have done. Why would those space marines sitting around in some god damned tomb with two Eldar? Don't they hate each other? Why would the Space Marines even wait in a tomb for something that might not happen, ever? And about the seals. According to someone who has actually played and has read WH40K books (which I have not), there are no frikkin magical seals on necron tombs anyway. Only the seal of the C'tan, if even that. The same person said that there are Space Marines who hang out around Tomb Worlds. But they just tend to stay in orbit.

And the same person said that there would be massive amounts of torso-sized bug thingies that defend the tombs, not seals, and that they're built by an automated factory called a hive. And that there are these things called Tomb Spiders who act as guardians of the tombs that would make more of 'em as required. Not seals.

The undead do not desecrate the ground for fun, they do it for the advantages it gives them. They always bring in priests who do that, since it is always better for them to make sure that the enemy has no place to retreat, or cannot follow them. So they couldn't even just arrive to that place, since they would be... Pretty much dead, unless they made a new route inside or something...

And you apparently claim knowing what the Lord would look like and that the tomb is in fact one of a Necron Lord without tampering with these seals you claim are there. If you set them even with the best of your psykers, I don't see why the undead couldn't break them quite easily. They use, as I said before, great amounts of magical amplifiers, with which... Breaking seals should not be all that arduous.)

ooc> .................
Ermor: What part of THIS IS NOT THE WARHAMMER 40K UNIVERSE, did you not understand?! If this is really that hard for you to understand, then go away! :sniper:

OOC:
Why would those space marines sitting around in some god damned tomb with two Eldar? Don't they hate each other?
Eldar are bent on survival, a craftworld of there's in the AoN, thus, they would help to keep the necron lord hearin zzzzzzzz

Why would the Space Marines even wait in a tomb for something that might not happen, ever?
Why do the apeptus custodes watch over the emporer? The nemies might never get there. Why does a huge amount of stuff guard the Eye of Terror? Chaos mgiht never come out of there again. The reason for those guards there and in the above listed is the might, and if that might doesn't happen, oh s***.

And about the seals. According to someone who has actually played and has read WH40K books (which I have not), there are no frikkin magical seals on necron tombs anyway. Only the seal of the C'tan, if even that.
To keep the lord asleep, wouldn't you take some extra steps(if you were us, not Ermor)? Maybe the seals came from the eldar, or some skaven? Or better yet, some enslaved dwarves foolishley made runes?

I don't know, but these are possible explanations, use em or not, I don't care....

@Galachorr IV, I'm not blaming you, the same thing probably would have happened, just with another skaven tank attacking, lol......
BTW, could you please stop controlling my skaven, before it was okay, but not know, this is like negotiations, so I would like control of them, ok.....
IC:
@The tomb(This is going by the assumption that Ermor teleported, but my people can't see if the lord is gone or not(depends on the OOC decision))
"What"?
"Where'd they go-go"?
"Look out"! A skyrevermin shot a shadow on the wall, "Oops, my bad-bad"

The Fangleader was ordering the gutter runners to watch there backs, while the skyrevermin advanced twoards the grave(or whatever the lord is in).....

@Outside the tomb I think, wherever the pod landed.....
Snarkitt remained inside the "wave serpent", while yelling in their cursed language, the armored group halted, all guns trained on the squad. Another word was barked, and the transports disgorged there passengers. The skaven asumed 4 groups of five, creating a box around the survivors.
Snarkitt spoke in english this time
"Throw your weapons into a pile at the rear of this "box" your in, then state your buisness here"

"We shall tell you our business, rat-thing" replied Argamon, "but we shall not relinquish our weapons upon your whim. However, I give you my word that if you show no aggression, then they shall not be needed"

ooc> .................
Ermor: What part of THIS IS NOT THE WARHAMMER 40K UNIVERSE, did you not understand?! If this is really that hard for you to understand, then go away! :sniper:

(OOC: This is NS, yes. But usually people play within the bounds of the background of what they have chosen to play with. If I played like you do, I could claim that the undead hop around on the many meadows of Ermor, spreading love and peace throughout the Galaxy, SINCE THIS IS NS!!!!!!11111one

Oh, but everything you have is DIFFERENT from WH40K, you just happen to claim that everything you have is from WH40K! Yes, now I understand. So, basically, your psykers are people who just got stuck with the act after a very long session of WH40K, your Space Marines are actually people with air rifles and home made "power suits" (one of them has a very crafty mother!), the Eldar you have are really two Star Trek fans cosplaying as Eldar, wielding tinfoil covered pickaxes. That's why they're so friendly with each other!

And what about the Necrons, then? Oh, you know those plastic skeletons you sometimes see on the TV, or even in school? They are those! With all sorts of plastic goodies all over them! Cover those with tinfoil, and they look pretty neat! The only problem is that they don't actually do anything, but damn, they sure do look pretty! No wonder my undead couldn't "activate" the damn Necron Lord.

Conclusion: You're really having a massive WH40K con on some god forsaken planetoid. Yeah, I think it's time for a retcon. Nothing I've said on this thread happened. Nothing.)

OOC:

Eldar are bent on survival, a craftworld of there's in the AoN, thus, they would help to keep the necron lord hearin zzzzzzzz


Why do the apeptus custodes watch over the emporer? The nemies might never get there. Why does a huge amount of stuff guard the Eye of Terror? Chaos mgiht never come out of there again. The reason for those guards there and in the above listed is the might, and if that might doesn't happen, oh s***.


To keep the lord asleep, wouldn't you take some extra steps(if you were us, not Ermor)? Maybe the seals came from the eldar, or some skaven? Or better yet, some enslaved dwarves foolishley made runes?

I don't know, but these are possible explanations, use em or not, I don't care....


I think you hit it on the nose quite effectively. Finnally, someone who read teh entire back-story....

Ermor: Cya, I don't think you will be missed. I would explain everything to you, but, then again, I (and many others) already have many times.

OOC: Apologies, THR, for controlling your troops. I would've thought that answering an obvious question wouldn't matter too much, but I'm sorry if it upset you.

OOC:
@Eromor-Damn, how were able to see through the decivers lies and see the toy skeletons :mad: :D :cool: :gundge: (OMG I L0^3 these, okay, sorr I'll stop now), oh, Glachorr, if you weren't involved with the horus rebellion, I'll edit my post....
@ Glachor-It was ok, it didn't upset me, just a few little things would be changed(these guys are going to be a little surprise)
IC:"Just like you gave your word to the emrpoer at the massacred drop zone" Snarkitt retorted. Then the air crackled with barley contained energy, psykers would here the sounds of the warp entitys if they were nearby. A loud *CRACK* was heard, accompanied by the smell of brimstone, a shadowy skaven wizard was there, he whispered some words to Snarkitt, what could be picked up(even with space marine sense) was
"War....homeworld.....Fleet Imodius.....quick"

Snarkitt replied with a snarl "I don't need this, I was about to make the profit of a lifetime, then this pod lands and then this comes up"

The sorcerer whispered something else, and Snarkitt looked slightly relieved. "Iron warriors, state your buisness for coming here, we may have a quit simailar goal".......

"We seek entrance to the tomb-halls of the Necrontyr" stated Argamon, "We shall conduct a study of the constructs we believe reside within. The Warsmith believes that we might use this technology against already active Necrons. But what of this 'similar goal'?"

IC:"Hm....hold on, I shall contact the tomb keeper"
The eshin sorcerer skitter lept too a communication station on board a ship, then sent a message to Semper....
To:General Semper
From:*******
A small group of Iron Warriors wish to investigate the tomb, to help deal with necrons already extistent and plagueing them.....

@The outside place/area/somewhere....
"The common goal is not what you seek, but it takes us to the same place, we await confimation to head there"

Secret Ic:Snarkitt was thinking, with that scrap, billions could be made, wether allowed or not, his raiders wuld have it......

ic> At the request of the Skaven, Semper arrived in his private thunderhawk. "What seems to be the problem?"

OOC:What? Do you mean outside, they're trying to remain unnoticed, thats why the sorcerer used a ships communicator, o well....
O BTW, these guys don't know who you are, but they know your from Gronde or something ok....
IC:
Snarkitt was surprised and cursed silentley when a thunderhawk gunship landed....
"We require someone of high rank to speak to"(they don't know, and if there is something to identify, sand makes it difficult). "We have a group of Iron Warriors sent by their warsmith to gain knoweledge on the necrons against some personal wars(Glachor, your SM said that outloud, right?), we are requesting wether they can be permitted to do so"......

ic> "NO!" Semper responded. "I am tired of all the intrusions!" He began walking away angrily, then he stopped and turned. "Well, for a price...maybe"

Argamon sighed, "What do you require of us?"

Lord Extar Looked out of the window, looking at the new space ship that was under construction it was gigantic, larger than anything they had built before.
The new pride and joy of the Zaktarian people, The SES Alcorum.

"Lord Extar....." A voice whispered from the shadows

"So you have returned..... Whats the situation?" Extar Replied

"The necron lord is still asleep, so there is still time...."

"Anything else?"

"Well the "ones" who found the necron tomb is trying to keep everyone else who is trying to wake the evil within, some though is just after the technology."

"So there is some fight's going on the surface?"

"Yes but not anything major, I will return" the voice whisped and disappeared

"I hope this thing will be resolved soon... A well nothing important to report to ...."

"Lord Extar there you are my friend!" Shouted A long white haired guy with long white beard.

"Aah not him not know I don't have time" Extar Mumbled

The to friends started to talk about daily happenings and such...

OOC: Is FLTi = Faster than light interupter?

Argamon sighed, "What do you require of us?"
ic> Semper smiled. "What do you have to offer?"

"Our strength is in ourselves, our fighting men" he replied, "For the most part our numbers are made of cultists of the gods, but at our core are the Iron Warriors. We fight hard, and until the bitter end. If, by strength of arms, we could be of use to you, then the Warsmith would gladly trade men for knowledge"

OOC: dam it another good RP ruined grrrrrr, and i was hopeing that the Lord would be awoken then i could TG Gronde with a small twist, goddam it this was turning into good RP and its not just Ermor fualt its also Gronde's for not laying down so BASIC rules and stateing what was protecting the lord, all you do gronde when you give infomation like that is say "no one knows this and if anyone states they do your ignored and can go to hell" but maby not in them words (i would know it if my lil twist was added if it wasnt then i wouldnt but i would TG or PM Gronde first).
Ermor you should have TGed Gronde asking what might be in place, gronde could then tell you what you would see (he wouldnt need to tell you what was protecting, or at lest not in full) and also just becouse Gronde based his nation around WH40K dont mean he has to follow it to the letter, i've seen alot of people do what gronde has done, people who use ST tech but they dont follow it to the letter, you dont see hundreds of Federation Nations running around they just use the ships.
Zaktar yes that is what FTLi means, well it dont seem like i really need to be here anymore as the Necron lord is not going to be awoken whats a shame it would have made for an interesting RP, but i will keep watching and i will still take part,to watch just incase..so Gronde if i dont post for some time u know why. my ship will stay in orbit and my 3 Anti bodys will stay down in the Passage near the lords chamber, so thats a warning if you planning to wake him you have to go though me first (and im shore gronde can tell you my Spiders are powerful but rare)

ooc> I can take responsibility for the death of the RP. :( Anyways, I may make a continuation thread where the research continues, maybe a few test runs. As it stands, Corpsac: you can keep your stuff in the system, just don't be alarmed when there are guns pointed at you at all times. A Tombships following each of your spiders around too probobly, because they are the only things that can take them on. :p I'm just being catious. So anyways, keep an eye out for a continued thread that may pop up in the near future.

ic> Semper considered the offer. "What knowledge do you seek? And why do you seek it?"

"We seek knowlege of the Necrontyr constructs. The Warsmith believes it useful to understand a foe's limitations. Much knowlege may be gleaned from study of those within the tomb"

ic> The smile faded from semper's face. "Foes? What do you meen?" he asked, confused. "If you consider them foes, then why do you think I would let you study them?"

ooc> I can take responsibility for the death of the RP. :( Anyways, I may make a continuation thread where the research continues, maybe a few test runs. As it stands, Corpsac: you can keep your stuff in the system, just don't be alarmed when there are guns pointed at you at all times. A Tombships following each of your spiders around too probobly, because they are the only things that can take them on. :p I'm just being catious. So anyways, keep an eye out for a continued thread that may pop up in the near future.

ic> Semper considered the offer. "What knowledge do you seek? And why do you seek it?"
OOC: mmm....tombship take on a spider...love to see that one you've never seen a spider full ability (tho i would love to test it in this RP, maby a small battle say 2 tombships Vs my Anlashoc and Delamor hen you might understand why i have only 5 tho i will be impressed if you win, so wana lil battle to the death something to entertain us)

ooc> I only have 5 Tombships, and 1 pile of peiced which are being put back together slowly, very slowly. I only have 3 active at a time and the researchers are still trying to build a new one. They are not done duplicating the designs yet. Perhaps a 2v2 fight would be fun.

"The Deathblade, of the 2nd Company, and it's escorts recently fought a skirmish with a pair of Necron ships in another sector. Though we were victorious due to superior numbers, our ships were badly damaged. We expect they were under the command of an already awakened Necron lord, rather than yourself. You see the threat this poses. To all of us"

OOC: Wasn't a battle with anyone, just a reason for being here

ic> Semper checked is data for a moment. "Ah, so you are the new AoN member?" he said, smiling again. "Then you are welcome to take part in the project."