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Post by Deleted on Nov 9, 2007 21:10:38 GMT -5
Wide eyed and mouth open, arcangel stared at the genestealer and quickly stared back in front of him, grenade launcher staring down the corridor. A sweat began to run down his face as he knew this was not good. He kept his thoughts to himself and kept the squad moving, falcon trailing really close behind
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Post by twerd on Nov 9, 2007 21:25:25 GMT -5
lighting walked into the small hall where scout one had perishered ignoreing Jon obouvios irratation walking up to the otherend and taking in the scene. Steve was the first one to die hes body mangled amongst the mutant assalentes the storm coat and carpace armour chipped and broken the terrax guard follwed proceders and fell back into a firing line that when the mutants launched the flanking attack destroying the right flank And over running the lines. in themiddle of the pile of dead bodies and sword stuck up into the air it's blade slick with blood. picking it up lighting injected his powers and it immediatly phsic lighting ran up and down the blade and lighting up the imperial auxilla. lokking over at jon "It's safe i've put up a peremeter"
looking down at his own riped storm coat and dark green flak armour two red stripes on his left shoulder pad and the two blue pluses on his right.
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Post by Rolling Thunder on Nov 10, 2007 3:43:58 GMT -5
'Terrax guard' said Drang, angry now. 'You really are one brainless dog-eater, aren't you Jon?
'What goes through that thick head of yours when you make such stupid decisions' he growled, barely controling himself.
'Do you think 'Hey, how can I best get my men killed in a grotesque fashion by my own stupidity', or does brainless incompetence incompetence come naturally to you, you sorry excuse for a staff officer!?' 'If you were a real soldier, you would know Terrax guard aren't worth there weight in sh*t in terrain like this, but you, being an inbred excuse for a C.O, decided to dend down a team knowing full well they'd be massacred. But that dosen't matter now, does it. They're dead, were alive: at least for now anyway, and we've gotta find out what is really causing this.'
Here we go again, thought Drang as he saw Critchley react....
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Post by lordcastellenjon on Nov 10, 2007 4:33:55 GMT -5
Critchley turned his bolt pistol in drangs face "WILL YOU SHUT YOUR FAXING MOUTH YOU HYPED UP urine OF CRAP. KEEP TALKING AS YOU ARE AND YOU WILL FIND A COMISERAL EXICUTION ON YOUR RECORD SHOWING YOU KIA" I glar at drang walking past him "I made my choice knowing full well of that squads abilityes........ they were'nt just any squad. but a hyped up crap head lick your self would think about that now would you..... get in line I tierd of your wineing"
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Post by Rolling Thunder on Nov 10, 2007 13:46:10 GMT -5
'I've had enough of this' snarled Drang, knocking Critchley's bolt pistol out of his hand in a single contemptuous motion, it whirling away and collidning against the cavern wall with leaden 'clunk'
'You, sir' he sneered 'will get your sorry ass together and start acting like a commander or you'll find that we're all gonna wind up like these poor sods' gesturing to the mutilated bodies of the Terrax guard.
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Post by Deleted on Nov 11, 2007 0:35:11 GMT -5
"HOLD IT right there!"
Arcangel seeing the comotion swirled his shotgun from his back, cocking a shell in and taking of the safety, held it out, one armed outstretched...barrel aiming straight at drang's head.
"You better watch who you're talking to soldier, i don't recall your ranking being any higher than his....."
Arcangel could sense the tension as the rest of the squad stared, it was so sudden such outburst but enough was enough, his eyes fixated on Drang Arcangel changed his tone of voice,
"What was it now drang.....100+ kills back at that warehouse? Really impressive isn't it Commander Critchley eh?" Arcangel said softly, yet sarcastly. "Seems like it won't make any difference to me down here than back up there", afterall an addictive drug addict like you should have no problems with stimulant injectors am i right?"
Arcangel stuttered a bit..... "Seems to me you're the pussy in this outfit, can't even get through life without drugs and you call yourself an Imperial Guard!?"
Arcangel had said enough, he knew that under normal circumstances a normal PFC like him would never had stood up against a commissar, he would have been shot right here right now if it weren't for his current rank. Arcangel waited for the inevitable, hoping....yes....just hoping someone was by his back on this......
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Post by Rolling Thunder on Nov 11, 2007 5:15:02 GMT -5
Drang threw back his head and laughed, a haunting sound that echoed throughout the corridors like the hounds of hell. 'Finally' he grinned, deranged 'the troopers are waking up and smelling the coffee'. He grinned at Critchley 'maybe you did make some good decisions after all, captain' he conceded, picking his heavy stubber.
'I'm not Imperial guard Arc' looking straight at the trooper, who stank of nervous fear but was holding his shotgun marvelously steady 'I was once, but the Imperium betrayed me and left me for the vultures' ,he paused ,'metaphoricaly anyhow. Can't have a mutant war hero, can you now' he addressed the squad, bitter irony dripping from his voice 'That sort of thing just dosen't happen in the Imperial guard, does it?
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Post by lordcastellenjon on Nov 11, 2007 6:22:39 GMT -5
critchley stared at drang "up aginst the wall now drop your gear...... lightning if he moves turn the fuxers brains to mushy rice for me plz." critchley walked forwrads removing drang of his stubber and other weapons "now up aginst the wall or would you like it standing up......" critchley retrived his bolt cocking a round into the chember and pointing it at drangs head out of his reach "your dead sumery execution.. charge striking a supirior officer... or in your case your employer."
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Post by Rolling Thunder on Nov 11, 2007 7:48:07 GMT -5
Drang looked straight into Critchley's eyes and laughed long and hard at the poor man's pathetic attempt to retrieve some of his fragmented pride. And then knocked him to the floor with a backhand blow as the man tried to remove his weapons. 'As your employee, Critchley', he spoke in even, mocking tones 'I sincerely wouldn't advise that, for all our sakes.' Slowly and deliberately, he unhooked the demolition charge from his belt and armed it.
'Now that I have your attention gentlemen' he addressed the room. 'I'd like to suffice at this. As an Imperial citizen, you' he pointed at Critchley 'have no authority over me in matter of military importance, and as a Imperial Guard veteran, you cannot even legally conscript me into this little army.An obviously I will not tolerate the indignity of my death at the hands of a mere staff officer' he grinned at the squad.
What I propose,' he continued 'is that we put this to a vote. Deimos Kratos, as its original divisors would have it. If the majority of us here favor the Captain, well, I will apologize, leave this group and continue on my private affairs. If the majority would rather I continue with you, then I will do so happily, and find out whatever causing this little uprising.'
Drang sniffed the air. 'But pray do so quickly gentlemen, for I smell Lictor up ahead....'
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Post by Cadian 117 on Nov 11, 2007 11:06:42 GMT -5
Falcon raised his melta gun towards drang. "My vote......is for the Captain." Falcon turned the safety off on his melta gun and waited for the rest of the votes....
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Post by lordcastellenjon on Nov 11, 2007 15:19:56 GMT -5
critchley growled standing up the look of a surpressed counter attack on drang obviouse as he clenched his fist, "fine... you are correct to a point and yes there is more then likeley to be more up ahead but it would not be a lictor.... this at worst will be a geanstealer cult.... the biggest thing we can exspect is a hivetyrent thats incontrol of the lesser purestrains.... but plz were haveing a out of sightley democratic mowment here..... and drang remove the dam demol charge or I will be forced to snap your arm and remove it for you"
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Post by Cadian 117 on Nov 11, 2007 21:55:32 GMT -5
Falcon decided this wasnt worth the talk on seeing as azalar would agree with drang; and arc and he would agree with the captain. He wasnt sure what aki would do. "I am going to check this room out, anybody wanna help?" Falcon asked aki and arc.
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Post by Deleted on Nov 11, 2007 23:03:16 GMT -5
"I'm game....can't be bothered with this nutse anymore" - Arcangel lowered his shotgun and followed Falcon "Go decide this amongst yourselves, im not gonna get killed over some argument about who wants to be the big boss"
Arcangel moved to Falcon and motioned to the area of dead mbodies....
"I think we need to set up another defensive perimeter.....i think we'll be here for a while, let this settle down before we go deeper."
Arcangel then points towards empty ammunition crates, boxes and huge pipes that were already hastily arranged in a corner back where the Terrax fell.
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Post by Cadian 117 on Nov 11, 2007 23:32:10 GMT -5
"I agree...this is gonna be awhile. And If there are fracking genestealers....well.....I know my share of horrors." falcon walked towards the crate and set his smaller bag of GL ammo on the floor next to himself and 'arc. He watched above himself, making sure no 'stealers were above. "Watch....everything. These buggers are excelent at hiding and will tear a man to pieces in seconds." Falcon said with a half smile towards 'arc, almost sarcasticly. He pulled up his lasgun and looked toward the gaping hole in the ceiling, sharing what little light there was outside, into the tunnel
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Post by Deleted on Nov 12, 2007 6:38:42 GMT -5
Arcangel glared wide eyed, he could see through the dark ceiling. He had every right to be scared. Tyranids was a race he had never faced in his entire life, being stuck in the eye of terror was nothing but the cult and heresy that is chaos. But that didn't stop him from hearing all the horrific stories of those who barely made it out alive...... Hive fleet Kraken, Hive fleet Leviathan, whole sectors consumed by the infestation. He shuddered and kept an eye out whilst setting up the crates in a semcircle formation.
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Post by lordcastellenjon on Nov 12, 2007 7:23:41 GMT -5
"look we dont have time for pissing about get the last of the voting done... I actuley going to do my job" I stand up my boltor in hand as he went to help set up a perimiter
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Post by Rolling Thunder on Nov 12, 2007 9:49:42 GMT -5
'Okay.... sorry about that old boy' Drang apologised. 'I don't usually get these damn stumms get the better of me but......' he trailed off, suspicous.
'Lightning, can you detect any kind of psychic interference here?' he asked, suddenly concerned. 'I think I know what may be causing this nastieness, but I need confirmnation ifsomeone might be trying any kind of low-grade mental disruption.'
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Post by knight (M.I.A) on Nov 12, 2007 12:11:03 GMT -5
When Aki heard that this new guy was a psyker he immediatly raised his lasgun and aimed at the suspected psyker. "We should get rid of him before those nids detect him and hunt him down. Its already easy enough for them to track us, but if they have psyker they can follow... And I think Drang is right. Those Terrax Guard are useless unless you give them some open field to fight on. They're too heavily armoured and not really flexible. Besides that they never really heard about the easiest methods of being silent and avoiding detection."
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Post by lordcastellenjon on Nov 12, 2007 17:32:35 GMT -5
"PUT THE LAS GUN DOWN NOW AND GET ON WITH YOUR JOB" critchley glared at static angry that he was being so childish over a phsycher "he may be the only one who could save your life you realise that"
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Post by knight (M.I.A) on Nov 12, 2007 17:41:29 GMT -5
"The last psyker I trusted killed half of my team. I wouldn't even trust him if he would really be the only one who could get me out of here alive. Until now my instincts kept me alive and not some weirdo with strange powers. So if he does anything stupid or shows the slightest sign of possession he'll be dead...", saying this Aki lowered his lasgun again.
This mission wasn't what he had expected and he wasn't sure if wroking with amateurs was the right thing. At least the mercenary, Drang, and Colonel-Commissar Azalar seemed as they had some experience with such mission as well, but Critchly was as green as a Regarian first year conscript. The two others he wasn't sure about, but they seemed to be on Critchley's side which proved that they had no idea what they were in. And there wasn't much else to say about a weird...
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Post by lordcastellenjon on Nov 12, 2007 19:05:57 GMT -5
"If I was you static... I would keep my gob shut and get the faxe on with your job insted of trying to think whos green and who aint... do you think a captin would have been given comand of 2 whole regiments in order to investigate some thing... I sureved terres ultra... still think Iam green. now get in line and get your act to geather your on point were moving out" and with that critchley shoved drang on point making statick follow him "take it slow any sign we're in trouble halt so we can form up"
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Post by knight (M.I.A) on Nov 12, 2007 20:00:45 GMT -5
((The part about people being green were my thoughts and not something I talked about. The only thing everyone noticed is that I hate psykers for some specific reason and that I lowered my weapon again. The complete 2nd paragraph is just happening inside my head))
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Post by Deleted on Nov 12, 2007 20:28:17 GMT -5
Arcangel had just finished piling a crate on top of the other when he heard Critchley's orders.
"Damn it, were on the move again, Falcon lets move........"
Arcangel stared once again at the little makeshift perimeter he and falcon were making.....and walked to Critchley before moving out of the team. Arcangel spoke in a low whisper...
"Commander sir, i think we should keep this area as an option, maybe even an alamo......you know....just in case things don't turn out any good when we move on...."
Arcangel motioned to Falcon again to follow him....sticking together he thought would be the best option for now
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Post by Cadian 117 on Nov 12, 2007 22:33:56 GMT -5
Falcon pulled back with his weapon raised towards the room they were leaving. He got a gesture form 'arc, baiscally telling him he should stick close. He followed behind with weapon raised slightly. He sniffed the air, its smelled of........death.
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Post by Colonel Grammissar Azalar on Nov 13, 2007 6:01:27 GMT -5
"My vote is with Drang staying" Azalar said, drawing his bolt pistol and pointing it down at the floor "And if you so much as raise your weapon to him in angry, Critchely, I will excecute you, for destorying Ad Mech property, even through Drang is not with the Ad Mech, he still has Ad Mech material on him"
Azalar then turned and looked down the tunnel, trying to see the Lictor
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