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I sent a PM to Dr. Nick earlier and I asked him to help me take part in an FBC (forum based combat) game I have used time and time again. He agreed so I figured I'd start up the fun. Essentially it uses 20 sided dice to determine the outcomes of certain combat actions which reduce hitpoints. I dont really want to post the rules yet, I kind of want to let everyone get a flavor of what it is before I post too much. If anyone is interested in learning how to play before I post the rules feel free to PM me anytime. But for know, here's Dr. Nicks character versus my own, Aegan the Lost.
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My Character Sheet:In character:Originally Posted by Aegan the Lost
A smirk slowly tears across Aegan's face. In a flurry of motion his chainsword is drawn and whirs to life. The dark shadows drift across his power armor blending in with the darkness around him. Reaching into the pouch to his side the Chaos Marine pulls out two glass spheres that shine brightly before quickly fading into the massive palm that entraps them.
'The book of your life will close and the pages will be lost in the sands of time. It is a pity that even with those eyes still attached to your skull you remain blind."
Initiative roll vs. Dr. Nick (1d20=10)
My CharacterIn character:Name: Veteran Sergeant Corran Dann
Hit points: 15
Atk Dice: 2
Skills: N/A until level 3
Background: Corran was once vet. sgt. of a hardened veteran squad in the Catachan 8th. While on a mission on the lush jungle planet of Tanviem recovering a hidden weapons cache, they came under attack by seemingly legions of natives who had been corrupted by chaos. They set up a defensive perimeter and held out as best they could, but soon ammo and supplies ran low, the men were picked off one by one, and the enemy just kept coming.
The squad was overrun. Corran watched his men die one by one right in front of his eyes, every moment of it agony. He raised his autogun to fire, but he was out of ammo. As they drew ever closer, he knew his fate was sealed. Then he saw it. Sticking out from under a pile of bodies, bathed in the blood of the enemy - the eviscerator of the priest attached to their squad. He dove for the weapon, and lifted it out with all his might. He turned back to the droves of natives only metres away, and started in up with a roar. They froze in fear. That's when the real slaughter began.
Soaked in the blood of a hundred foes, Corran collapsed to the ground in exhaustion as the remaining natives either fled for their lives, or lay slowly dying in pools of blood. From out of nowhere came the sound of a deep, sinister laugh that echoed throughout the jungle. A shadowy figure stepped out from the trees - a chaos champion. "You..." Corran spat, "You did this..." The marine simply gazed at him with an eyeless stare, and replied eerily, "Thank you for the entertainment. Perhaps we shall meet again in another life..." and with that he drew his bolt pistol, and put two rounds in Corran's chest.
The next thing Corran knew, he awoke in the jungle in the dead of night, with two holes in his clothing, but no wounds. That, and the odd black tattoo on the inside of his forearm that looked somewhat like a triangle with four prongs branching out from the top.
Since that day he has roamed the galaxy, searching for the one responsible for the death of his squad, as well as his own.
Description: Tall and muscular, Corran looks like a typical Catachan fighter, with a few exceptions. He is heavily scarred,and wears a red bandanna and black goggles. On his back he carries the eviscerator that he used that fateful day, which is now his trademark, and the mysterious black tattoo on the inside of his arm. He prefers to wear black and dark green fatigues, as well as cammo paint.
Equipment: An eviscerator strapped to his back which he only removes when he means business, an autogun for firepower, a combat knife as a backup, and several frag and krak grenades in pouches.
Corran grins as he faces down against the one he has been searching for for so long. He slings his autogun behind him, and undoes the straps to his eviscerator. Pulling it off of his back, he hefts it in his hands, and starts it up with a guttural 'vroom'.
"You said to me that we would meet again in another life. Now the time has come for that meeting. It's just a pity you won't be staying long..." he says boastfully, and revs the engine of the eviscerator with glee.
Initiative Roll vs. Aegan the Lost (1d20=10)
Aegan chuckles softly under his breath as he walks toward the guardsman. His armored boots send up flurries of dust with each heavy step. Still toying with his gas spheres his breath seems labored as he speaks
"You think you know that which you do not." growls the Chaos Marine. "We have met a thousand times before and nothing has changed."
Reroll of Initiative vs. Corran Dann (d20=ERROR)
Reroll of Initiative vs. Corran Dann (1d20=11)
Corran smirked, lowering his eviscerator to the ready. A bead of sweat trickled down his forehead, but not from fear - from excitement.
"Well, maybe this time I'll take more than just your eyes..."
Reroll of Initiative vs. Aegan the Lost (1d20= 1)
Aegan took the spheres he held deeply in the palms and threw them at Corran. They whistled through the air as they exploded and poisonous plumes of gas spewed out.
Attack roll vs. Corran, Turn 1 (1d20=1, 1d20=20)Originally Posted by The Rules
The orbs of gas hurtled through the air at Corran, the first flying over his shoulder and landing some distance away with the sound of shattering glass, and the second landed directly at his feet, bursting open to let the noxious fumes escape. His eyes bulged at he looked down, and tried not to inhale, but it was too late.
He caught whiff of the fumes just as he dived off to the side, and he began to cough violently. From his prone position a few metres away, Corran nearly coughed up a lung, with a coarse cough that sounded like the bark of a dog. He soon coughed up a few drops of blood, and reached for his rebreather with desperation. He fitted it around his face and inhaled deeply while he scrambled to his feet, picking his eviscerator back up off the ground.
"Playing dirty like always, I see," he growled, his voice muffled and echoed from the rebreather. "I'd say it's going to make it a bit harder for you to do that again if I cut off both of your arms, wouldn't you?"
He charged recklessly at the being of chaos, swinging his eviscerator like a madman. Like he did the day he died.
Attack roll vs. Aegan, Turn 1 (1d20= 20, 1d20 = 5)
The eviscerator tore through the smoky gas catching Aegan off guard as it met its target. The blades whirred and moaned as they cut through in its bloodthirsty search for flesh. Aegan writhed in pain as the weapon dug deeper into his shoulder.
With a conscious effort the marine pulled up his knee into the stomach of his foe. The spikes on his armor flashed in a swift motion.
Attack roll vs. Corran, Turn 2 (1d20=7, 1d20=20)
Corran gasped for air, and cried out as he was winded by the marine's knee, and his chest pierced by the armour's spikes. He stumbled backwards, reeling from the blow. As the gas dispersed, he removed his rebreather, and spat out a glob of blood at Aegan's feet.
"Nice try, but you'll have to do better than that. I'm not leaving here without at least one of your limbs."
He charged back into the fray, aiming his eviscerator back at the shoulder he previously wounded.
Attack roll vs. Aegan, Turn 2 (1d20=19, 1d20=12)
With a flurry of motion Aegan attempted to dodge the eviscerator. Lapsing with a moment of rare weakness he left a portion of his armor unguarded. Before he could make his next move the surprising sensation of metal upon bone greeted him with an agonizing pain. The guardsman had connected once again as blood ran down to the ground.
Knowing that he could not afford as many mistakes Aegan's chainsword whirred to life as he used his other arm to push his opponent off of him once more.
Attack Roll vs. Corran, Turn 3 (1d20=2, 1d20=10)
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Aegan swung his chainsword at Corran fiercely, but he managed to sidestep the attacks with ease, parrying with his massive eviscerator when need be. He then glanced to Aegan's chainsword, and smirked.
Attack roll vs. Aegan, Turn 3 (1d20=5, 1d20=15)