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If it wasn't for the Emperor I wouldn't be alive...But if it wasn't for the Emperor my friends would be. This thought crosses my mind more then once a day as I sit in this trench on what has to be the the most forsaken planet the Imperium had ever known. To think, three years ago today I was training to fight and liberate my planet from the Ork menace with help from our planets saviors the Imperial Guard and Space Marines. Now I sit here in a hole of carnage, surrounded by blood from people I know and some I don't. Even a Ork body sits lifeless next to me, taken down by a lucky shot to the eye leaving a fist sized hole in the back of its head. Looking at this Ork I feel a mixture of sensations, rage, sorrow, satisfaction. I think they are all correct, because for every one of these bastards I kill I put to rest the soul of one of my friends. This large sack of stench marks a thousand kills and a thousand friends I have sent to the Emperor. All I can think about now is killing every last one of these monsters and whatever force is fueling them.
In a instant my trophy is blown away and my vision blurs, not a feeling I am too unfamiliar with but never the less unappealing. But even with my disorientation muscles trained to react kick in and I grab my lasgun and turn to face the line. Hundreds of them just like yesterday and the day before, where do they come from I wonder? Never mind that, I just need to keep shooting till there not a single green monster standing. Just another day on Genesis.
This is the beginning of the Fluff I am writing for my guard army, the army revolves around mostly troops taking a lot of damage getting a few kills and the tanks handling the rest usually from a distance.
The Guardsmen above is a member of the Genesis 2nd company who are stationed along the line surrounding something much like the fortresses of Cadia.
The planet that was originally thought to be uninhabited was colonized only to be attacked by Feral Orks that went unnoticed, Imperial Guard from the nearest planet deployed to aid the citizens from the threat. Fortifications were made and the Orks pushed back until a large blast shook the world, a Ork meteor crashed into the planet and from it the resistance was reborn. With the amount of Orks multiplying over night the need for fighting men was dire and the 1st Genesis Regiment was formed out of trained colonists to help bolster the defenses but this did not solve all there problems it wasn't until receiving help from a passing Black Templar Crusade were the citizens prayers heard. The Marines descended from the sky pushing the Orks nearly off the planet over the span of three years with assistance from the newly established Genesis 2nd, it was then victory seemed at hand that a new threat appeared. The Orks looking for a way to dig a hole through the planet to get under the city walls dug up a terrible creature one that re bolstered the Orks resolve and ranks. Out from the hole came a great beast covered in filth and disease, the taint of chaos reeled its face on a planet half way across the known universe. Though called Gork or was it Mork by the Orks the creature was just another threat to the inhabitants, with a new leader the Orks assault increased leaving the Black Templar unable to retain the ground previously gained by there conquest. The Templar fell back to the fortifications and a war of attrition ensued. It is now a year later and there are three regiments of Genesis Guard a few tank crews left from the previous guard regiment and a full squad of Marines left holding the planet, help is on the way and supplies seems to be manageable but is there enough people left to fight?
Any Advice would be nice.
Also please don't just say Exterminatus because of the planets location along the border of the Imperium it is looked at as a out post and a stepping stone for future expansion and current defense.
Returning after being nearly knocked out by poverty! >:3
I like the start you've made - gives you a good foundation to build upon.
Hmm, but where to go from here? Maybe the Orks slowly surround the city, building up their numbers for a final, devastating assault. Your Guardsman can be the narrator, having to watch and wait while being unable to do anything.
But just as the Orks do launch their final assault, maybe the promised help makes a timely arrival? Or maybe there's a sign from the heavens, and each and every warrior of the Imperium is imbued with such hope and fervour that they drive the Orks back, Marines and Guardsmen fighting side by side until victory is theirs.
You could always make it so the orks storm the city all hope seems lost, most of the defenders are dead or dying and as the main character is struck down the last thing he sees as he looks up into the sky of his home planet and see's marine drop pods and thunderhawks decend down from the atmosphere. Please pardon the spelling mistakes.
Well replace the drop pods and thunderhawkes with guard equvilant?
Maybe some valkyries carpet bombing the stuffing out of the ork hord?
I wonder if they have napalm in the 41st millenium.
Marauders are the equivalent you're looking for, and yes, they've got napalm. For an added touch, you can have Ork Gargants and Stompas being incinerated by lance strikes from orbit.
(Although technically, that's all Imperial Navy, but who cares)
"The sergeant major asked me what my job is. I told him it's to do what I am told. He gave me a medal. I like the Imperial Guard."
"Innocentia Probat Nihil"
I am working on the next part hope you guys like it
Returning after being nearly knocked out by poverty! >:3
Have your fragile narrator witness a sergeant going out with a bang. And by a bang I mean a melta. And a Squiggoth. Alternatively, ten rounds of Basilisk support could be what turns the tide (and then the location they're firing from gets attacked by Deafkopters if you don't want Bassies in your army, or something). Remember, that a good-old treadhead charge can stir hearts of even the most battle-weary, Emperor-fearing soldier. Or you could do Stalingrad-esque urban fighting, where the mettle of the Guardsmen, and the foresight of their Magos, is proven without a doubt, and songs of their heroics are sung for three sectors. Or something to that effect.
I mean, if you want to kick it old-school, Commissar w/ Penal Legion or an honest-to-god cavalry charge could even the odds.
The Imperial Guard, with their cost-efficient lasgun and their flak-jackets, have all sorts of ways to be heroic. Space Marines are heroic because they kill stuff. A lot. And then kill even more stuff, just to be safe and venerate the Emperah properly. PRAISE BE HIS NAME! The Imperial Guard are heroic because they're just vanilla, squishy humans with the lowest-end arms and armor, facing the slobbering horrors of the universe with just their mettle and standard issue steel balls. (Seriously, it's like day three of orientation, they just hand those buggers out!) With the odds stacked against them, simply surviving is a feat in it of itself, whether or not their collective k/d is even appreciably more than zero.
Edit: Note that Space Marines get adamantium balls as part of their implantation process. Again with the SM = quality and IG = quantity thing.
Last edited by rafis117; September 19th, 2010 at 04:33.
Terminator armor going critical would be like Three Mile Island only very, VERY angry, and carrying a hammer.
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