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Creative Arts and Media => Roleplay => Serious RP => Topic started by: Gabag on March 08, 2009, 03:51:21 AM
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In the Meridian Sector of Imperial space, the Tau have landed an expedition force onto the planet Sititanaria, and the cause is the northen half of the main continent has sided with the Tau, while the southern side remains in the Imperiums control. The only land access of the two sides is Hell's Corridor, both sides having numerous trenches and forward bases constructed. Numerous Warp signatures are detected as both Imperial and unknown ships enter the sector to join the battle over Meridian and to drop off troops, with the Tau expeditionary fleet already doing so. You are one of the Tau or Imperial soldiers in the reinforcement drop wave, or are you part of the unknown warp signature?
Post Merge: March 08, 2009, 04:03:33 AM
First things first, the rules
1. no trolling.
2. no having unlimited power, or having the best tech, or having a large army, you start as someone who is killable, and as such you feel pain and or can die.
3. If you ask politely if you die in the rp, you may be given control of an NPC
4. At the start you either are a Sergent with a small squad of common soldiers, or one of the common soldiers.
5. Only 3 Space marines characters, including myself, they dont need to belong in the same chapter.
Character Sheet time:
Name: (can be full or short)
Race: (humans can be with the tau)
Personality:
Appearance: (includes in and out of battle)
Personal History: (like a backstory)
Equipment: (ex: Imperial Guardsman with the flak jacket, the lasgun, etc.)
Rank: (such as assault marine or a fire warrior, or a stealth unit)
Affiliation: (Imperium, Tau Empire, Chaos, etc.)
P.S. The unknown warp signature isnt part of the rp till later, and those who spefically request to be apart of that force still have to make a character, but that character will die once the unknown force finally reveals itself, also let's pretend furs or scalies are allowed into the Imperium for rp's sake.
Post Merge: March 08, 2009, 04:14:15 AM
Name: Kalus
Race: Human (Astartes)
Personality: Would do anything to serve the Imperium, his Chapter, and most importantly the Emperor. He is a zealous soldier, but gradually develops into a gruff soldier.
Appearance: Standard Color Scheme of the Black Templar Chapter, with his helmet painted like it was a skull, with a black stripe going through it with a skull motif on it, he uses the newer Mark VII armor, he wears a loincloth with a tabred over the armor with the Black Templar's symbol on it, his Shoulder Pauldrons alternate between white and black trim, with the left shoulder having black trim and the main shoulder being white, and the right shoulder has white trim, and the main color of it is black. Outside of battle he wears a cloak with the Chapter symbol on it along with the symbol of the veterans
Personal History: He grew up in the Meridian Sector, and after proving himself to the Black Templar's stationed there for his daring feats during the 11th Black Crusade, in which he was almost killed by a chaos champion, who for one instant let his guard down, and Kalus took that opening and grabbed a fallen power sword, and stabbed it into the champions head, ending his life. He was taken in as a Neophyte and began to train in the Black Templar's ways eventually becoming an Initiate, after which he joined Crusades against Greenskins and the Tau. After leading a small troop of initiates against an onslaught of greenskins and holding a fortress until reinforcements arrived, he was promoted to become one of the Sword Brethren.
Equipment: power armor, chainsword, bolt pistol, but if needed will use the boltgun essentially becoming a tactical marine,, will switch to power/plasma and terminator armor sometimes has the banner pole on his backpack and sometimes wields a lightning shield along with his chainsword/ power sword.
Rank: new addition into the Sword Brethren.
Affiliation: Imperium, specifically the Black Templar's Chapter
Post Merge: March 08, 2009, 11:44:15 PM
now i'll (hopefully) start the rp after i have 3 imperials and 3 Tau.
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Name: Cyrus (Chrono) Jackson
Race: Human (originally)
Personality: He doesn't like the reasons for the war, but doesn't mind as long as he gets to fight. usually aims for the top and is depressed when reaching 2nd place or lower, sometimes shows off. He also has a sort-of 6th sense about how to upgrade his equipment, but he rarely gets enough time to do it properly.
Appearance: His gene-seed changed his body further than most of the Black Dragon soldiers ever predicted, his face now resembling a half-dragon's, a snout sticking out 8 inches, meaning his helmet was changed to the beak helmet to accomodate the snout. and his face covered in black scales, along with the Black Dragon's infamous protrusions on the head and elbows(elbow protrusions retractable. his eyes also resemble a snakes, being slim diamonds instead of circular like most of the "human" marines.
Personal History: Born on Cadia in Kasr Gallen, and into a high class family Cyrus was taught from age 5-14 on how to cut down orks and chaos soldiers with ruthless efficency with chain/power sword(the power/chain sword passed down from father to son). Two years before being conscripted, his parents got him a bolter and his father showed him how to fire the bolter, and had him in the family firing range almost every day on max speed moving targets. When he reached 14, he was conscripted as a shock trooper for the Whiteshields. He was scouted out for valient service during the 13th black crusade by the Black Dragon Chapter at 15, after cutting down a chaos champion of Khorne by sheer luck. Then the Black Dragons made him perform a rigorous trial, in which he completed with the ruthless killing of a fellow initiate. It is said that the gene-seed he gained was never used on anyone else, and thus there was a small chance of survival, all at the age of 15. [Error: file corruption unable to read further] (current age: ~18)
Equipment: Power Armor, Boltgun, Powersword
Rank: Space Marine (Experimental Gene-seed)
Affiliation: Imperium, Black Dragon Chapter
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Accepted welcome to the rp :)
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Name: Lazarus 'Laz' Jurgen
Race: Human
Personality: Lazarus is calm and level headed in combat as he is in most situations, this may be a result of the fact that he is a Blank. Blanks, also known as Untouchables, are able to block out psychic effects within a certain area. This "field" also projects a sense of fear or revulsion towards the Blank on anyone close enough to be affected. A Blank often may not be aware of their own powers and may not be able to control them, as is the case with Laz.
Personal History: Laz was born in 'Hive Tartarus' On Armageddon. He grew up in this scarred and war torn city and as a teen witnessed and survived the Third war for Armageddon. During which serving as a conscript for the Death Korps of Krieg who were stationed in his Hive. After the war his conscription over, Laz joined the Imperial Guard permanently, enlisting in the Armageddon 141st Steel Legion. After several years of distinguished combat Laz has been promoted to Sargent and is in command of his own squad.
Equipment: Mustard yellow great coat, over black fatigues. He wears Black boots, gloves and a black gas mask as well as a black rounded bowel helmet. Laz is armed with a Chainsword and a Plasma Pistol, which he recovered off the body of a dead Death Korps of Krieg Colonel during the Third war for Armageddon. He keeps it in good working condition, but in the back of his head is that itching worry that it will overheat one day and explode.
Rank: Squad Leader.
Affiliation: Imperium, Armageddon 141st Steel Legion
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i'd say accepted, but are you like a squad commander for a heavy weapons squad, a normal squad, or what? Sorry for being a stickler, but i like to know what type of squad people are in so its not like one min they are an assault marine, then the next one a devastator.
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An Infantry squad, the IG is rather straight froward as apposed to the SMs. The Imperial guard does not have squads like devastator squads or assault squads. Heavy weapon teams, individual heavy weapons, are tacked on to infantry squads and designated heavy weapons 'squads' are attached directly to the Command HQ (basically the command platoon.) and aren't really there own individual units. Same goes for Elite Squads like Ratlings or Ogryns
Huzzah for playing WH40k table top for 7 years. ;P though my codex is 3 prints out of date x_x
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i know but Steel Legion is known for being mechanized infantry, such as Chimeras break in, then deploy troops, or since you were conscripted by the Death Korps are you a trench fighter?
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The death korps are just back story and really will not be related to your rp. I thought it would add some nice details,
My character is with the Steel legion, his squad could be a mechanized 'armored fist' squad if a Chimera is available.
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Cool, also the steel legion and the death korps get the cool gas masks
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I know :3 thought they are two different armies.
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the death korps are different, with the death korps being ruthlessly efficient and unflinchlingly loyal and loving trenches, while the steel legion loves to tank rush.
Post Merge: March 09, 2009, 09:49:34 PM
and now all we need are the tau, and mabye some other people to be the last two space marines, and possibly some more guardsmen.
Post Merge: March 09, 2009, 09:50:16 PM
If you want to be Tau you can be any of the races associated with them, like the Kroot and Vespid and the humans who surrendered to them.
Post Merge: March 10, 2009, 12:11:51 AM
Name: Lazarus 'Laz' Jurgen
Race: Human
Personality: Lazarus is calm and level headed in combat as he is in most situations, this may be a result of the fact that he is a Blank. Blanks, also known as Untouchables, are able to block out psychic effects within a certain area. This "field" also projects a sense of fear or revulsion towards the Blank on anyone close enough to be affected. A Blank often may not be aware of their own powers and may not be able to control them, as is the case with Laz.
Personal History: Laz was born in 'Hive Tartarus' On Armageddon. He grew up in this scarred and war torn city and as a teen witnessed and survived the Third war for Armageddon. During which serving as a conscript for the Death Korps of Krieg who were stationed in his Hive. After the war his conscription over, Laz joined the Imperial Guard permanently, enlisting in the Armageddon 141st Steel Legion. After several years of distinguished combat Laz has been promoted to Sargent and is in command of his own squad.
Equipment: Mustard yellow great coat, over black fatigues. He wears Black boots, gloves and a black gas mask as well as a black rounded bowel helmet. Laz is armed with a Chainsword and a Plasma Pistol, which he recovered off the body of a dead Death Korps of Krieg Colonel during the Third war for Armageddon. He keeps it in good working condition, but in the back of his head is that itching worry that it will overheat one day and explode.
Rank: Squad Leader.
Affiliation: Imperium, Armageddon 141st Steel Legion
you dont need to post appearance cause your equipment speaks for itself.
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the death korps are different, with the death korps being ruthlessly efficient and unflinchlingly loyal and loving trenches, while the steel legion loves to tank rush.
Yes I know that, but the only reason I brought them up is that the Death Korps were present on Armageddon during the third war. Its simply a detail for the background.
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i know just wanted to be a nerd for abit :D, but seriously invite people PEOPLE and dangit we need tau.
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Being a nerd is fine, its hard to find 40k fans today :P
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i know i kinda hate having to teach people, cause its hard to explain >:|
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Name: Artemis Linkovacght
Race: Human
Personality: Very very serious in combat, but in a normal conversation he will place a joke here and there. Not only this, but he is a very proud, and honorable person whom will keep his word even if it leads him to death. This pride, of course, is also his greatest weakness, and will not stand for a challenge that he believes either insults his integrity, intelligence, etc., or a combination of those. You get the basic idea.
Appearance: Looks like the basic White Templar at first glance, but wears a pitch black robe, and on both his knees he has the roman numeral III. Also on the middle of his robe he has a custom design, of a strange symbol with only meaning to him. Also his shoulder armor (or whatever it's called) are white, while his arms are black. Everything else is pretty much the same. The Imperial Eagle on his breastplate signifying that he is a traitor to the Imperium. On another note, the symbol of the Tau is painted on the front of his robe.
Personal History: Was born on Krieg after the planet finally returned to Imperial Rule, and because he felt it was his duty, he joined the Death Korps of Krieg. He fought in the Third Armageddon war with the Orks. He was greatly outnumbered by Ork elites, but through sheer luck and willpower he managed to rise to the top. Afterwords the White Templars decided to go over his service record, and eventually decide to take him in as one of them. After rigorous tests of fighting off impossible odds, he passes, and gets the gene-seed implanted within him, and he begins his space marine hood as a scout marine. After a rather uneventful scouting hood he retrieved his power armor becoming a true marine. Later on he was ordered to slaughter many innocent civilians on some back water planet, and he refused. His master then took his gun, and shot them down. Artemis then lashed out, stabbing him with his sword. Within less than a day he was branded traitor, and turned to the only people that could take him in, the Tau. With the Tau he acts as a mercenary being at the forefront of melee combat engagements.
Equipment: The usual beginning assault marine equipment. A chain sword, pistol, pack, etc.
Rank: Assault Marine Sgt.
Affiliation: Tau Empire
(beware i don't know much about 40k)
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(if no one else will join i guess i'll start us off, assuming more people come in and assuming we have more tau then just Artemis)
Post Merge: March 11, 2009, 02:21:10 AM
As I stood staring across the embarkation deck, waiting for Storm Birds to be prepped sooner, I impatiently started pacing back and forth. It wasn't even my second week in being in the Sword Brethren, one of the highest honors a Black Templar can aspire to, and already I get to prove myself in the fires of war. The briefing with Lord Commander Tarkus of the Imperial Army had been breif. He told us about the Tau incursion and the traitor forces who allied themselves with the xenos. There's even a rumor going around of a renegade Astartes among their ranks, such thing could be considered heresy, but the xenos haven't been pushed back so far so maybe it's true. I wondered if i would survive the next drop in, my Storm Bird was to the first to enter atmosphere and to land just before the battle at the Omega Forward Command post. I picked up my Bolt pistol and my Chainsword and I said a quick prayer in the Emperor's name to allow me to deliver swift death to the traitors and xenos. As I boarded the Storm Bird, I noticed the detachment of Black Dragon marines and one of them was walking towards the dropship. He was wearing one of the older Mark IV Helmets and had visible protrusions coming from his head. I walked up to him asking "Ready to repay the xeno's existence in full with their blood, and to deliver the traitors swift retribution?"
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man....why is it when they only send one soldier from the Black Dragons, nine times out of ten they pick me?! I thought as I was walking towards the Storm Birds, not even giving a care for who I'm being dropped with. The breifing wasn't even a few minutes, then I get picked for the only assignment that only allows one person. I quickly pushed it out of my mind as I reached and boarded the Storm Bird. Then, a marine from Sword Brethren, veteran soldiers I think, and after I hear his question...I was lost halfway through it. "Uh....sure..." I said with barely a third of one of my two hearts, then got in my seat, leaned forward, and rested my head on my bolter as I dozed off...
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As his casual dismissal of my question, i was disappointed to see he was my drop mate. After seeing him sleeping i think to myself "Young bloods, these days, no respect for the veterans but that must mean Im a young blood too because I just joined the veterans" After holtering my pistol and seathing my blade and i get in my seat and nudge the Black Dragon asking "Whats your name?"
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The nudge regretably woke me up, I looked at him...and blunty replied "Chrono...now unless you have something else to ask...let me get some moments of peice before we're dropped off into hell...". Then I leaned on my bolter again and dozed off once more...
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"Alright we're heading to surface, leaving the deck in 5..4..3..2..1 lift off" Said the Imperial Pilot of the stormbird after a lengthy flight he said "We're entering atmosphere now, Omega Post in sight" I nudged the Black Dragon again "Well CHrono i guess heading to surface counts as a reason to wake you, by the way, Im Kalus."
Post Merge: March 11, 2009, 09:05:13 PM
(Schneer we'll find you already on the surface ok, cause you're apart of the Planatery Defense Force)
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I look at him, and put my bolter on my lap. "You need to experience other chapters for once..." was all they told me when I was also assigned to the only Bird accepting Black Dragons. I lie still and don't respond as I wait for the eventual landing...
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As we entered the atmosphere I looked out the viewports to see our destination, "Hell's Corridor" they called it, it looked like Hell alright. The land was scorched and burnt, especially around the center, but around it was a lush green world on both sides of the continent, with bright blue seas reflecting a hazy yellow morning sun. "We're hitting atmosphere is 5........" the pilot said, and after that it was a quiet flight on the way down, surprisingly no anti aircraft fire came to meet us. "Ok we're nearing ground, prepare to quick drop in" as soon as he got a reasonable distance down he opened the hatch in midair and I jumped out and landed with a grunt.
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In a fluid motion, I got up, put my bolter on my shoulder, and yelled "Gentlemen, welcome to hell, population decreasing as I speak" before leaping out and landing without a grunt...
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"Chrono the battle didnt even start, the artillery didn't even start its usual barrage, a waste of ammo i say" As I said that i sprinted towards the trench closet to the middle line and waited for the inevitable order to charge.
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I look at him, and follow him into the trench saying "Okay...so I was a bit early saying it...woah....look up". I point at the sky, and theres several unknown ships among the rest of the Imperium fleet
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As I look up at the ships, i realize i am too far away to recognize any of the designs "Could be those blasted Orks or worse, Tyranids....."
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Lazarus hummed gently as he sat on the muddy trench redoubt.. He glances at his watch before bringing up binoculars up to his eyes. “30 seconds boys†he says calmly to the men who are huddled around him in the trench. Lazs squad is nothing special, it has nine infantry men armed with LasRifles and a 2 man heavybolter team, and is simply one out of millions and millions of other squads that make up the core of 141st Steel Legion. His squad is simply one of the thousands that make up the front line. He lowered his binoculars and checked his watch again. “10 seconds†Up the binoculars went. Laz focus was off in the distance, not at any particular target but at the land in general at the end of no mans land. His men stirred, some ducked down, others watched lazily, heads propped up on the trench redoubt, as there was no immediate threat of Tau. “5...4....3...†with his free hand he gripped the prefab trench wall. And suddenly the ground shook as ungodly thunder began far behind them, Laz held tight as he was jostled about by the unison barrage of every artillery piece on the planet firing at once. He kept the binoculars up to his face, fighting to keep them level and in focus. The thunder behind them was soon drowned out by a demonic shrieking as the shells went over head, and he smiled. He binoculars were soon filed with flashes and explosions far off in the distance, the artillery started up again in the distance, firing at will now, thus causing the air to be thick with noise and the ground to buzz and vibrate disconcertingly.
Lazarus sighed happily and handed his binoculars down to his corporal. “Well they are getting it now boys,†he said with a grin “That should grind up that dang Tau armor†He turned to his men, most of them were green, and this annoyed Laz. Though they had seen combat a few times before, most had never seen Tau. They only heard stories and read their 'IMPERIAL INFANTRYMANS UPLIFTING PRIMER' which was, well trash. Laz though for a second on it â€The Tau are little better then beasts...you have nothing to fear from such a pitiful species..†He chuckled to him self and shook his head before addressing his men. “OK listen up!†Laz yells over the artillery, as he hops off the trench redoubt “the Tau are SOBs, forget what your primer says, these guys are serious business. There railguns can shoot right through your helmet so keep those heads down, the Tau are excellent at range so try to get in close, engage them at close combat and if you can bayonet them, just watch out for Kroot at close ranges, you'll all do fine, with the Spirit of the emperor we will all do fine.†With that Laz turned back towards nomans land and the falling artillery, unholstered his plasma pistol and silently recited one of the many imperial guard oaths to him self “My armor is contempt.My shield is disgust. My sword is hatred. In the Emperor's name... let none survive...â€
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As the hellish artillery barrage began, many of the guardsman were grasping the walls of the trench because the Basilisk's Earth Shaker Cannons were so powerful. The other Astartes in the trench didn't have to hold on too much, but still we were shaken around violently at the shockwaves. I recited one of the many prayers of the Black Templar's. "We shall destroy the xenos and traitors, the former through sword, and the latter through sword and faith" The firing stopped, and then the order "FIRE AT WILL" was roared and the artillery crews reloaded and fired again bombarding the tau front lines with devastating ordnance. Soon after the thundering stopped, nothing happened, a deathly silence has fallen upon the field as neither side made a move. Maybe the tau were hit harder by the Basilisks then previously thought, or maybe they were regrouping, but none of the Guardsmen Commissars or Colonel's seemed willing to initiate the charge. Hoping to draw the noose quickly on the tau before they could set up their heavier weapons I jumped up out of the trench with mere ease and shouted as loud as i could over both vox and the field "GLORY TO THE GOD EMPEROR AND STRIKE DOWN HIS FOES!" and alone I started charging the tau lines, and soon was followed by a storm of Astartes and Guardsmen as they took up the call to the Emperor. Soon a hailstorm of pulse blasts and rail shots met up to meet the forces of the Imperium, but the majority either slightly burned my armor or missed completely. Just before i was within a leaps reach of the tau trenches, I hit the activation stud on my chainsword. (i think we should rp the charge, then wait for artemis to come back from wherever and do his part.)
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As I heard the call to charge, I vault out of the trench, and take pot-shots at the tau as they rushed the front-line soldiers, advancing a step for every soldier I kill. After I advance about twenty-seven steps, I was grazed in the shoulder by a pulse blast, and staggered, before getting back up and killing two more tau before advancing again...
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“Fix Bayonets! Get ready!†Laz barked to his men as he readied him self to leap up and over the redoubt. His men quickly snapping to, bayonets clicking onto lasrifles, fresh battery packs being loaded and the heavy bolter being pushed onto to a ramp. Suddenly the shelling stopped, the silence ringing in Lazarus's ears. He hopped up onto the redoubt, sword and plasma pistols ready, a lone Adeptus charging. Laz turned to his men, thrusting his sword above his head and point to the tau lines with his plasmapistol “Over the TOP!†His men came up, bayonets ready as did the entire imperial guard front lines. The charge it self was an amazing site, a wall of men with a sprinkling of Chimeras and Leman Russes with them poured forward towards the tau lines, and towards there fire. Laz runs into the storm of fire, his loyal men follow him. As he approaches the tau lines, he starts to loose men his squad down to six infantry and the heavy bolter. He drops to a crater a few yards form the tau lines, his men follow.
“Ok I want the Heavy bolter here!†he gestures to a position, as the men start to push the gun into place. “Give us some sweeping covering fire, but watch your targets, don't hit friendlies.†Laz stood up, and took a shot at a tau who was taking aim at them. The blue poof of superheated plasma smacked into the chest of the tau, sizzling and popping, who dropped back into the trench. “All right men, get ready to storm, Frag Grenades ready!†He waited as him men readied a bunch of grenades “Fire in the hole!†They threw them into the closest trench in which they exploded. Throwing up dirt, rubble and bits of Tau.
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"Kroot troop, your with me." He said quietly as he walked out of the dropship, then quickly running for cover as bullets passed by him. As he was running some Tau soldiers were just being shot down without letting a single bullet go past. Just before he got behind a large boulder he saw one Kroot get his leg shot of by a many bullets, and then more to the face made him do a complete 360 degree flip before he hit the ground.
"Son of a-!!"
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OOC Wtf is going on?
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OOC: me and gab are right now charging the tau, I have no idea where Art is, but I imagine he is within my range....
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OOC: I'm not, I happen to be in a different area.
Activates his jumppack, and quickly speeds into the front lines with the surviving Kroot leaping closely behind him. Once he got in range, he pulled out his pistol and began to shoot down the Imperial troop with the Kroot soon doing the exact same.
Once close enough, he put away his pistol, and pulles out his trusty Chainsword. His Kroot troop put away their own weapons, and readied their claws to strike.
The first Imperial Conscript to face his chainsword was one of the unluckiest of the day, other than those hit by the ferocious claws of his Kroot Soldiers. He continued to mow down as many of the enemy as possible, but unfortunately he got shot in the shoulder, which just felt like he was stung by a wasp, but he began to be hit more and more, thus the minor pain adding up into something to actually slow him down. He quickly spotted the group of Guardsmen shooting him with their lasguns, and he managed to get one command out before falling to his knee, "Kroot, mow them down!"
Honestly I feel bad for those Guardsmen. To be eaten, that's just a terrible fate....but it had to be done. Within a couple of hours His job here had been done, but the battle in the region not over just yet. He was picked up by a dropship, along with the remainder of his Kroot, and taken to a new frontier to try his best to level out the battlefield, and give the Tau any advantage possible to overthrowing the Imperials in this sector.
As he dropped off his Kroot immidiatly ran off to the front while he power-walked to the closest Command Center. "Orders?" he spoke the moment he walked in
"Need you to take what close combat soldiers we have, and sneak attack their east side. A smaller group has better chances of passing through into enemy lines than a large one. You'll be taking about 10-15 Vespid soldiers with you, depending on how many return from the front." announced the only only other Tau soldier in there. His name was Shas O Liaon, and presumably he was to kept here with all the previously set orders, and hand them out. Most boring assignment ever. He thought to himself as he walked out of the Command Center, and waited for his assigned Vespid troop.
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I leaped into the trench swinging my chain sword, splattering the wall with tau blood. One of the fire warriors took out his blade and charged me, i easily deflected the blow then chopped him in half. "Too easy". A kroot leaped at me, but i was ready and dodged the swipe of his weapon then i pummeled him with the back of my hand, crushing his skull and sending him reeling. I looked up ans saw some Vespid fly overhead. Without giving it a second thought I fired my Bolt Pistol and shot two of them down, one through the head and the other right on the connection of muscle that holds the left wing to his thorax.
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Finally the Vespid came into few. approximately 13 still alive. Make that 11 for two of them just got shot down. Great, I'll have to deal with him sooner or later. As he said this he looked down onto the battlefield, and immediately spotted the man who shot down his Vespid. This wasn't his concern just yet, he wanted to make sure that the Kroot were doing their job, and they were. Eating enemy soldiers, shooting them, slicing them up. But their numbers have fallen by quite a bit. Those Vespid better hurry up!