hehe that would be cool. "huhuh, deja vu".
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hehe that would be cool. "huhuh, deja vu".
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OOC Cool, ta for the map Proto. Now what with all the convos! Get back to RPG'ing!! hehe j/k
AS Halloway and the new guardsman spang out, the Chaos Marine flew a grenade.
The force sent him flying back into the wall of the building nearest him, everything went blank.
Halloway jerked up as the other guardman asked if he was ok. He must have only been out a few seconds at least, but it still gave enough time for his aching body to rest, and then protest as he slowly got to his feet.
"Quickly, in there." He said to the other guardsman. He did not know where the Dark Blue Coloured marine had gone, but he didn't want to stay in the open to find out.
They entered into what looked like a front desk area of a factory or some sorts, Stairs and doors led to the office areas, while a big blue door at the end seemed like it led into the main Factory and warehouse itself.
I wondered through the door, into a hall way, which was littered with bits of paper, boxes and carts. Whoever had been working here not two days before, that left in a hurry. And rightly so.
At the end of the hallway they moved through another set of blue, metal double doors. They were now in the factory itself. Right away Halloway could smell it, thats cold, metal smell of munitions.
Halloway chuckled to himself. Of all the places to be. Well he coulcn't complain, it was an ammo storage yard afterall.
The machines had been stopped, they no longer turned and produced there product.
"Right" Said Halloway turning to the other guardsman. "We have to get this disk out to HQ. The enterance to this compound is at the top of it, near the armor stores. Make final checks on your equipment."
Halloway looked over his bolter, reloaded a fresh clip and placed it down on a box. He took out the snipers pistol. He'd never seen anything like it before. It looked smooth, deadly, and its black finish gave it a wicked, almost sexual look. He was glad that he no longer held to the chain sword, though he couldn't remember where he'd lost it. Its bulk and weight had just been too much for his left arm to take. If it hadn't been for the sniper saving him one last time, he was sure he'd now be dead up on that roof.
He turned to the guardsman once again. If I die or am hit, take this disk, and get out back to HQ. Don't worry about me. Just the disk
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Ryan and Halloway run into a nearby factory building to to avoid the dark blue colored marine. They didnt know where he had gone too but they werent going to stick around to find out.
(the rain is pouring really hard)
Ryan rechecks his ammo he seems to be fine. He unloads his clip and puts in a fresh one.
Hallloway tells Ryan ""We have to get this disk out to HQ. The enterance to this compound is at the top of it, near the armor stores. Make final checks on your equipment."
Ryan agrees without even asking what was on tthe disk. Now both Ryan and Halloway had to make it back to HQ.
But this wasnt gong to be easy. They needed some sort of back up. the task at hand for ryan and halloway was to make it to the communictaion disk, there they will calll back HQ
Now both Ryan and Halloway exit the factory biulding on the left side trying to make it to the communication disk...
standing on the roof i watch as the damage to my daemon armour slowly repairs itself and the wounds to my body seal off then look at the iron warrior and let out a howl of fury and anger, the imperial wretch escaped again and the daemonkin was dead.
"I'LL DECORATE MY ARMOUR WITH YOU GUTS HUMAN!!!" i shout loud enough to make sure that the guardsman can hear me.
jumping off the building i land on the assassin crushing his body like jelly and look in the direction the guardsman took off in and see the hazy outline of two souls and the dark outline of the nightlords soul. picking up the guardsman's dropped chain-sword i look at the imperial eagle embossed on it's hilt and laugh to myself "your corpse emperor won't save you know"
running towards the factory a group of militia appear to my right drawn to the sound of fighting from the barracks. before they can react i'am upon them tearing them apart and take all 5 of their heads in my hand by their hair and go off for the guardsman again.
i smash through the side of the factory and see the two guardsman leaving the factory.
"COME BACK HERE COWARD AND FACE YOU DEATH LIKE A MAN!!!!"
as i shout this i sprint towards them hoping to catch them before they leave so i can tear their hearts out and drink their blood.
Wir Werden Vorherrschen!
"I cast Lvl. 3 Eroticism. You turn into a real beautiful woman."
Damnit we forgot about the other chaos member. Just as we run out the door of the factory we see a giant man crash through the wall.
We both make a break for it. whe run as fast as we can to the communications disk. As we run we hear the screams of the chaos man screaming after us. We finnaly made it to the biulding.
We lock the door and seal ourselves in. There is a local storage locker. I open it up and see a nice carapace armor i suit it up, so does my fellow guardsman. We attempt to contact HQ but it seems like tthe lines are busy. Bad Luck.
There is what appears to be a teleport homer right next to us. We start it. We thought that by maybe activating this we can get some real help...
NEW GUY HERE![COLOR=blue] I am Targius leader of the 1st Terminator Unit of the Adeptus Astartes Brown Eye chapter. I have been seperated from my unit and am running from a mob of unknown aliens, possibly deamons
I am trying to find some ally in this dark compound
I am wearing terminator armour
I have lost my storm bolter but have my power sword in my hand
I am stained in the blood of my enemies
I run past building after building
I hear gunshots in the distance, I hope it is friendly
I suddenly hear the shouts of a choas "I'LL DECORATE YOUR ARMOUR WITH MY GUTS HUMAN"
The shouts are not far off
In a building beside me I hear the whirr of what must be a teleport homer
From what I can tell it must be of Imperial construction.
I sneak around the building coming to a door
I know i will never be able to get in this way...
as i see them make it into the communications centre i add another burst of speed and slam into the door just after they lock it. shouldering it a few times the door moves abit but not far enough so i start the chain sword up to full power and slice down through the door with all my strength as sparks and broken teeth fly off, eventually i make a cut big enough and begin to tear at the door with my hands my rage and daemonic strength making short work of the door.
smashing into the room i power up the axe and i shout
"BLOOD FOR THE BLOOD GOD!!!" and advance on the two guardsmen both weapons raised and active
"theres no salvation here and your blood will be my wine"
blocking their only escape i lunge forward striking down on both the guardsmen with all my strength and i hear screams and the sound of tearing flesh and smell hot blood.
Wir Werden Vorherrschen!
"I cast Lvl. 3 Eroticism. You turn into a real beautiful woman."
just as i duck around the corner I hear a running and then a loud bang, someone is trying to break down the door...
I wait until all noise is stopped and approach the door with my power sword in both hands
I see the door is mauled terrribly
I step through the hole just as I hear a choas yell "BLOOD FOR THE BLOOD GOD"
My anger swells at the pressence of this traitor
I hold myself back as I hear him kill two men
I swing out of hiding and swing my blade at the bastards head...





Raleigh was getting a new respect for the World Eaters holy rage. He knew that deep within himself was the samekind of rage. But he had contained it, but it was a everlasting struggle not to descend into madness. Like a man standing at the edge of a cliff being nudged softly.
Raleigh was extremely pleased with himself as he lined up a shot with his long known guardsman adversary. They were heading for a Faktorium building.
Raleigh lined the scope exactly with the Guardsmans right knee, took a deep breath and pulled the trigger...
Nothing happened.
Screaming in frustration Raleigh checked the clip, full. He checked the weepon over fully and noticed a small panel he had missed because of the camo on the rifle. He flicked open the panel. Small runes and whhat he recognised as an activator rune were set in a deep thumbpad.
There was a damned keylock on the rifle. Damn that Assassin. Even in death he opposes me.
The Guardsmen ran into the faktorium, followed closely by the Berzerker. Raleigh jabbed at the activation buttons, letting his armors logicator banks do the math of cracking the code. He was gratified with a satisfying whine of munition servos as the rifle powered up.
Reaiming he just missed the guardsmen run into, judging by the com-disk on the roof, a communication center.
"Curse those insects."
Raleigh spitted as he scoped the building looking for another entrance.
It seemed the building was meant to be used as a bunker as well. The high chainlink fence was busted open in two places.
What was that?
Raleigh thought as he noticed something dark and bulky behind the com-center. The scream of the Berzerker reached him now as he tore down the door.
The shadowed figure came into view. It was a Terminator! It quikly moved inside the building right after the Berzerker.
"Of all the damned things...?!"
Knowing he would need the Berzerkers help bringing down a Terminator Raleigh jumped over the side of the building, slowing his fall as before with a drainpipe.
Landing with a heavy thud, Raleigh pushed every servo and strip of fiber muscle in his legs to the limit. He ran towards the com-center hoping that the Terminator wouldnt slay his ally before he could inflict any damage. Holding the sniper in a pistol like grip he drew his chainsword.
The sword was hungry, he could feel it although it had no essence to speak of. Its teeth were all perfectly sharpened and wickedly curved. There was not a drop of blood on it, it was simply smooth clean steel.
Raleigh revved it up as he ran, the feel of its motor running felt reassurring. He believed in his abilities and his Gods. They would guide him through this.
terminatortrevk: Brown eye chapter? ROFL :lol:
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