Ankhmet
11-12-2004, 15:43
150 years ago, planet Tartarus XXVI
Southern Pole, Zone of Perpetual Darkness
Ankhmeti Colonial Directorate Pyramid Ship Explorator Team
The 'Titanic' class pyramid craft lived up to it's name, each side 1 mile in length, the base of the craft 1 mile square, the pinnacle of Ankhmeti technology.It had carried a group of Ankhmeti priests of Ra in the Great Exodus of 50 years ago, and had helped in the construction of Ankh, the new capital city. Now it was searching the ruins of a city, apparently an outpost of an ancient human Empire, at least 40,000 years old.
Liuetenant Shepyret was searching in what was an old temple, with a huge statue of a human, at least 300 meters high, in a great suit of armour. Suits of this armour had been found, 8 feet tall, with many blast markings on, the previous users still encased in the ancient power armour.
"This is Shep, I have something on my scanners, some kind of computer system.Nothing like the pathetic ones we have found so far...This thing must be very powerful.A hard drive wit the equivalent of 100,000 terrabytes, give or take."
"Well done Shep, I see it.I'll send in a team.Science Corp, send in Ankh squad.They'll know what to do."
And in the Warp, something was startled, and saw potential.
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TWO YEARS LATER,ANKHMETI COLONIAL CAPITAL,ANKH|
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The Ankh squad had made huge leaps with the computer system.It was apparently called an STC, and contained more or less the designs of every battleship, every Television set, every microwave and every virus culture of an entire civilisation.What's more, it had survived 35,000 years with only 1.25% data loss.Ankhmet was already benefitting, with 100 super-soldiers known as 'space marines' being produced as a direct result of this machine, and a huge battlecruiser, gothic and impressive on the way.But something else was happening. Sonce the dicovery of the STC, people were becoming darker.A cult had sprung up around some dark power called 'Nurgle', some kind of God mentioned in the STC. A research worker had left the team to start this cult. More and more people were falling ill with horrific diseases, and running away to join the cult. But overall, no-one noticed.The achievements of the STC were too great.
Ten years later, Ankh capital city;ankhmeti civil war
Laser beams screamed through the air, blasting huge chunks from the hospital.A large group of Nurgle Worshippers had staged a revolt 6 years ago, and it was badly organised, or so it seemed. They were poorly armed, using the old Ankhmeti Military Force projectile rifles, and wearing their useless body armour. They were racked by horrible disease, and organised themselves badly, shuffling across the city like zombies.
The Space Marines, now 300 strong had cut through the scum, at the orders of Ra, the newly crowned Emperor of Ankhmet, and former ACD President. The Revolution was now confined to the hospital.
"Brother Ashepmet, we are ready!"
"Smash down the door, blow the room with grenades and spray the room with Bolter fire.Heavy bolters,storm bolters:Fire suport.FOR RA!FOR HUMANITY!"
With that, 50 Marines, under covering fire of powerful micromissile firing bolters stormed the hospital. Three of the marines died instantly, butchered by waiting cultists. Ashepmet avenged them, cutting great arcs through the bodies of many cultists, blasting heads away with his Bolt Pistol.Hours later, it was over.The cultists wiped clean, the hospital flattened by Ankhmet's protectors.The dying marines were gathered for implantation into a dreadnought exoskeleton, the dead had their geneseed removed.
Brother Ashepmet was hushed into the Imperial Palace, into the throne-room, where the Emperor was dying of a terrible disease.
"Brother Ashepmet.You are great, a mighty protector.I offer you a great offer...The chance of immortality!"
"Even you cannot promise that sir...I can see that even now you are dying."
"No!You are wrong, child.This is the gift of immortality!During the war I became the Primarch of a new, elite group of marines.We are the children of disease.The sons of strife.Nurgle's Bloodline."
"SIR!You speak that which you yourself declared heresy!"
"I see you are too weak."
With that, Ra cast of his robes, and revealed his strength. Power armour, 10 feet tall, green as phlegm, with a massive scythe, and a weapon as powerful as a heavy bolter, but mutated.
"I founded the cult after seeing Nurgle's name in the STC.Something within me knew his power...So I had the Marines commissioned.And I had a smaller group made, my...Clone sons. We planned the revolution well.Within ten years a plague will wipe out those not willing to become one with Nurgle. Will you become one with Nurgle, papa Nurgle...Lord of Death and decay?"
"No."
The scythe flashed, and the head of the Marine came off cleanly. Thus started the Fall of Ankhmet.
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Southern Pole, Zone of Perpetual Darkness
Ankhmeti Colonial Directorate Pyramid Ship Explorator Team
The 'Titanic' class pyramid craft lived up to it's name, each side 1 mile in length, the base of the craft 1 mile square, the pinnacle of Ankhmeti technology.It had carried a group of Ankhmeti priests of Ra in the Great Exodus of 50 years ago, and had helped in the construction of Ankh, the new capital city. Now it was searching the ruins of a city, apparently an outpost of an ancient human Empire, at least 40,000 years old.
Liuetenant Shepyret was searching in what was an old temple, with a huge statue of a human, at least 300 meters high, in a great suit of armour. Suits of this armour had been found, 8 feet tall, with many blast markings on, the previous users still encased in the ancient power armour.
"This is Shep, I have something on my scanners, some kind of computer system.Nothing like the pathetic ones we have found so far...This thing must be very powerful.A hard drive wit the equivalent of 100,000 terrabytes, give or take."
"Well done Shep, I see it.I'll send in a team.Science Corp, send in Ankh squad.They'll know what to do."
And in the Warp, something was startled, and saw potential.
_______________________________________________
TWO YEARS LATER,ANKHMETI COLONIAL CAPITAL,ANKH|
______________________________________________ |
The Ankh squad had made huge leaps with the computer system.It was apparently called an STC, and contained more or less the designs of every battleship, every Television set, every microwave and every virus culture of an entire civilisation.What's more, it had survived 35,000 years with only 1.25% data loss.Ankhmet was already benefitting, with 100 super-soldiers known as 'space marines' being produced as a direct result of this machine, and a huge battlecruiser, gothic and impressive on the way.But something else was happening. Sonce the dicovery of the STC, people were becoming darker.A cult had sprung up around some dark power called 'Nurgle', some kind of God mentioned in the STC. A research worker had left the team to start this cult. More and more people were falling ill with horrific diseases, and running away to join the cult. But overall, no-one noticed.The achievements of the STC were too great.
Ten years later, Ankh capital city;ankhmeti civil war
Laser beams screamed through the air, blasting huge chunks from the hospital.A large group of Nurgle Worshippers had staged a revolt 6 years ago, and it was badly organised, or so it seemed. They were poorly armed, using the old Ankhmeti Military Force projectile rifles, and wearing their useless body armour. They were racked by horrible disease, and organised themselves badly, shuffling across the city like zombies.
The Space Marines, now 300 strong had cut through the scum, at the orders of Ra, the newly crowned Emperor of Ankhmet, and former ACD President. The Revolution was now confined to the hospital.
"Brother Ashepmet, we are ready!"
"Smash down the door, blow the room with grenades and spray the room with Bolter fire.Heavy bolters,storm bolters:Fire suport.FOR RA!FOR HUMANITY!"
With that, 50 Marines, under covering fire of powerful micromissile firing bolters stormed the hospital. Three of the marines died instantly, butchered by waiting cultists. Ashepmet avenged them, cutting great arcs through the bodies of many cultists, blasting heads away with his Bolt Pistol.Hours later, it was over.The cultists wiped clean, the hospital flattened by Ankhmet's protectors.The dying marines were gathered for implantation into a dreadnought exoskeleton, the dead had their geneseed removed.
Brother Ashepmet was hushed into the Imperial Palace, into the throne-room, where the Emperor was dying of a terrible disease.
"Brother Ashepmet.You are great, a mighty protector.I offer you a great offer...The chance of immortality!"
"Even you cannot promise that sir...I can see that even now you are dying."
"No!You are wrong, child.This is the gift of immortality!During the war I became the Primarch of a new, elite group of marines.We are the children of disease.The sons of strife.Nurgle's Bloodline."
"SIR!You speak that which you yourself declared heresy!"
"I see you are too weak."
With that, Ra cast of his robes, and revealed his strength. Power armour, 10 feet tall, green as phlegm, with a massive scythe, and a weapon as powerful as a heavy bolter, but mutated.
"I founded the cult after seeing Nurgle's name in the STC.Something within me knew his power...So I had the Marines commissioned.And I had a smaller group made, my...Clone sons. We planned the revolution well.Within ten years a plague will wipe out those not willing to become one with Nurgle. Will you become one with Nurgle, papa Nurgle...Lord of Death and decay?"
"No."
The scythe flashed, and the head of the Marine came off cleanly. Thus started the Fall of Ankhmet.
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