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Post by lordcastellenjon on Nov 13, 2007 9:40:41 GMT -5
"I will keep that in mind welp NOW FOLLOW ORDERS AND GET A FAXIN MOVE ON YOU FAXE HEAD" critchley shoved azlar into line fed up with the delaes drang and azlar had cused "threaten me agine and I will exicute you for time wasting on a mission seeing as you have done nothing but caus problems at every turn... get a move on.. we got a to get done... now.. and seeing as you love drang so much... you can be his loader Iam sure he would apriteat that" I grin as we move on boltor in hand as I coverd the rear with arc, static and lightning
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Post by Rolling Thunder on Nov 13, 2007 11:18:33 GMT -5
Drang couldn't contain himself any longer, and let of a booming laugh that bounced off the wall and ceiling.
'Aki, I appreciate that psykers can cause nuts for all of us, particularly seeing as he's trackable and all. I've got a solution for this, but I know that Lightning won't like it...' breifly he rummaged in his greatcoat pockets, until he pulled out a strange metallic device that seemed to drain the warmth from the room even as its surface was alomst twisting the light so you couldn't really look at it.
'This' continued Drang 'is a psychic containment collar. Its basicly designed to let sanctioned psykers and astropaths operate in regions off high warp-realspace leakage. Its main feature is that it features an ability to regulate the wearer's psychic output.' He grinned.
'What I'm trying to say' he turned to Lightning 'is that if you turn the setting down low enough, they can't track us, you can't fry us by accident, and if we get into trouble you can pull it off and start zapping like theirs no tommorow. Which there won't be for anything that gets in the way, I suspect.'He watched to see how his compromise would go with the squad...
'Falcon, what can you I smell down there?'he asked with concern over the comms. 'I need to know precisely what you smelt down there, and I need to know fast.....'
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Post by Colonel Grammissar Azalar on Nov 13, 2007 11:34:12 GMT -5
"Critchely, if anyone has been causing problems, it has been you, and for the record, just becuase I vote to keep the one lugging around the heavy weapon, it does not mean "I like him", though I do find Drang entertaining. If you Insult me again, and I so much as find you stepping out of line, I will strip you of your rank, and you'll be nothing but a foot soilder, do you understand Critchely! Azalar yelled in his face as he walked by, before turning on his foot and pushing his way to the front of the group
so theres a Lictor down here, not for much longer Azalar said, striding on, drawing his power-axe on turning it on, stalking into the cave futher
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Post by lordcastellenjon on Nov 13, 2007 12:30:47 GMT -5
"Azlar enough of your crap and follow you faxing orders your like a spoilt brat and I will see that the warmaster has your hide strung and threw into the warp for this now stop throwing threats at me and follow you dam orders" critchley growled at azlar he would have like to have busted the fraxers nose but he knew it would just atract anthor brood of purestrain geanstealer on to them
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Post by twerd on Nov 13, 2007 17:44:09 GMT -5
"drang you think that our comader jon here is incompent well i'lll you somthing i've served him for over a decade and we've more than served in our fair share of wars we've fought on termas ultra agianst the nids at the cadian gate agianst choas if you think and any one else for that matter that he can't lead then there will be consequences." feeling his anger form phyic power he unlessed a spell that would cripple the merc's mind making him feel the horror of the warp cancleling the spell "thats for raising arms agianst us do that agian and i'll make sure you never see daylight"
looking over at aki "you think i'm liabilty? amature mistake my friend and by the way " turning to alzar " don't even think about it"
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Post by lordcastellenjon on Nov 13, 2007 18:26:36 GMT -5
Critchley smirked at lightning shoving azalar "you are a comisar.. start acting like it insted of causing problems your killing moral you fool... I will see you brought infront of a tribuneral by the end of this mark my words now aduyent get a faxin move on before I relly lose my nerve with you"
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Post by Cadian 117 on Nov 13, 2007 22:28:18 GMT -5
"I smell......mmm not sure. Reminds me of......stealers....lots of them........" Falcon thought remembering his days defending Dragur III, or was it.....Iloni II? No matter, stealers always smelled like very very smelly humans. "Sir...I think we have a problem" Falcon said pulling out a small device and putting it to his ear. Falcon listened, and heard moving carapace. nuts! he thought to himslef.
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Post by lordcastellenjon on Nov 14, 2007 4:29:57 GMT -5
Critchley grund he was nervouse.... nervouse just like when he was on terrus ultra.... the wait that wait so delicouse making your mind play triks if you did'nt focuse.... critchley grined it took a lot to scare him hed looked a demon prince in the eye before then kicked its head in but for some reason these galaxted devoerures scared him... he grind his adreliline tumping threw his body.
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Post by Deleted on Nov 14, 2007 4:30:10 GMT -5
You have got to be kidding me, Arcangel thought as he walked along the tunnel, for crying out loud,....we have a tyranid infestation underground, and im here encased and surrounded by a bunch of total LOSERS who can't even get the bloody job done.
Arcangel's mind raced with anger as he pulled back once again to rear guard
"At least this time i know that when all hell breaks loose, i'm the first one to get out of it" - Arcangel said in a low angry murmur.
Arcangel once again slipped from his shotgun to grenade launcher....as a precaution he thought, afterall there was no one in the way. The fear of tyranids countered his anger and was once again on alert,.....who gave a damn about who wants to be in charge, he thought again....
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Post by lordcastellenjon on Nov 14, 2007 4:37:45 GMT -5
Critchley seemed to suddenley apper from nowhere grining widley at arc. "If I were you when we get atacked we will leve knight and drange to get murderd... that should give us good enough reasson to get what needs to be done to get done around here...." critchley grined he was past angry now he had a dangerus cailm around him that made people feal unsafe around him
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Post by twerd on Nov 14, 2007 4:41:25 GMT -5
lighting fell into line taking out his plasma gun, constanly searching for the sysnaspe creatures a few of them were here and there but a quick focus on them sent them back to where they where before not that anyone could notie hell they were kilometers away. lighting looked at the grupop making sure everyone was alert turning his head and seeing the fumming arcangel. Slowing his steps and whispering to him "yeh it's like this every time and it really urinees me off too"
looking over at jon "contacts are 5.75 kiliometers to 20 kilometers away all are weak so stealers will be prowling"
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Post by lordcastellenjon on Nov 14, 2007 4:57:33 GMT -5
"Confirmed any half breeds in there?" critchley glanced at lightning rembering when they routed out there first bug cult on terx III
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Post by twerd on Nov 14, 2007 5:01:50 GMT -5
"er can't be sure right now but most are pure nids so were going to have some serous fun down here" replied lighting grinning theres nothing like slaughtering the enemys of manking he though t to himself
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Post by Colonel Grammissar Azalar on Nov 14, 2007 6:59:21 GMT -5
Azalar looked at the Pysker "Threaten me again, and I will kill you, I dislike Pyskers a lot, never have liked them, and if I have to travel with one I will keep 3 eyes on it, not 2, so id be warned, playing with the Warp around me may earn you a bolter round"
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Post by Rolling Thunder on Nov 14, 2007 9:52:17 GMT -5
Drang grinned at Lightning, and slowly waited as the psykers attention was drawn to the small, metal cannister nestled in his hand. A neuro-haywire grenade, the sigle rarest and most lethal anti-psyker weapon in the galaxy. Great piece of kit, thought Drang. It was rather like watching your opponent lay down a perfectly good Imperial straight and have it cast headlong into the fiery depths of the Stygian pit by your lupis-nickel six card hand. Or by blowing off one of their kneecaps, which was the surest way of winning at cards. And roulette. And life in general. hefting his stubber, he moved out to the forward OP.
'And I though I was the deranged lunatic in this group' Drang nudged Falcon, who was so intent on the distance he might have missed Drang. Good soldier that, thought the ever ironic Drang. No politics, no bullnuts and no hesitations. God I wish I was like that.
Listen, your sure thats all you smell down here?' he asked concernedly. 'You can't smell anything crazy, like cinnamon or sulphur or grease or nuts like that, can you?'
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Post by Colonel Grammissar Azalar on Nov 14, 2007 10:20:03 GMT -5
Azalar stopped walking about 30 paces from the group, and could just about see them.
so where the hell is lictor he thought, hearing a scuttling on the roof above him.
looking up, he slowly raised his bolter, but saw nothing
Hmmmmmmmmm, maybe we were lied to, maybe there is no Lictor at all, or maybe its well hidden Azalar thought
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Post by Deleted on Nov 14, 2007 10:44:27 GMT -5
Arcangel scanned the top vents of the tunnel upon hearing azalar's comment. Arcangel was sweating.....all this crammed space wasn't going to be good. Too many heavy weapons....dangerous weapons that is, as he looked at his grenade launcher as well as everyone elses. Poweraxes, powerswors, heavy stubber, plasma gun.....man that was scary....and maybe even more scary that haywire grenade of drang's. Call it crazy but, it is anti-psyker, not that he had anything against them.....but just in case he thought again....there always a just in case....
Arcangel once again scanned the rear, making sure nothing tried to flank them. Arcangel swallowed hard, hoping Falcon wouldn't say anything....too unusual....
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Post by knight (M.I.A) on Nov 14, 2007 11:44:03 GMT -5
Aki took a glance on his scanner so that no one would notice. Most of the blips were far away, but there was one blip really close by. Seeing this he quickly moved over to Drang and whispered to him whiling showing the scanner: "Looks like we got company. Prepare for some assault out of nowhere. I don't want to know Critchley or that weird about that. Critchley would freak out and if that psyker would be on our side he should have warned us by now. I'll cover the back you watch the front."
Finishing this little conversation Aki returned to the back and secretly replaced his current rank pins with the rank pins of a colonel Critchley gave him before the drop. After finishing this he raised his lasgun and started watching for that lictor. Now was the time Critchley would have to prove that he was able to lead such a mission or he would die soon. The tensions between the two commissars were close to its peak and one mistake could end with a summery execution.
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Post by lordcastellenjon on Nov 14, 2007 16:44:46 GMT -5
critchley growled he knew nids loved to confuse scaners like the one aki was hiding "you think thats a geanstealer hiding around us..... "maybe but I doubt it there playing us..... and if I catch you waving that hay wiere granade agine.... well elts just say you wont be around much after it" critchley groaned heaviley he hated mission like this he hated pulling the best into spec squads like this... the troops always thought they had a say... they would never just shut there traps and follow orders even that aki lad was losing faith in his abilitys now and azlar was just being stupid he was ment to be a comisar and step down on trouble makers and the like in a squad and sapport the comander not be one of them and sow unsertinty in the squad as he had done now.
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Post by twerd on Nov 14, 2007 16:51:58 GMT -5
"JON GET DOWN" yelled lighting swqiveling on the spot as firried off two shots behind him blood and gore splattered the wall but the thing ran down corrider dripping blood
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Post by Cadian 117 on Nov 14, 2007 16:54:43 GMT -5
Falcon spun, and fired lasguns shots down after the creature Lightning shot at. "we got targets runnng down the hall!" Falcon inched his way forward.
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Post by Colonel Grammissar Azalar on Nov 14, 2007 17:19:40 GMT -5
Azalar ignited his Power axe as the Lictor merged from the wall and struck down at him
Cleaving his axe to the right, Azalar severed into the Spiked Arm that was bearing down on him, cutting deep and spraying flourescent green blood along the walls
"Want some do you?! COME GET SOME!" Azalar yelled in the things face, as he cleaved the axe upwards, narrowly missing its head, but cutting along the carapace of its shoulder
The Lictor went to make a strike at Azalars leg, but met nothing as Azalar side stepped it "Training of the Ithroian 41st, speed regiment, cant touch me" Azalar said, speaking to it as if it would answer, before bring his axe down sharply, cutting off an arm, sparying blood along the floor
"Are you Fools going to get down here and help me with this, before we get the rest of the bloody hive fleet in here!" Azalar yelled down the tunnel, kicking his foot into the things head, smashing it backwards and cleaving his axe down its chest carapace, cutting it clean off and ripping its ribs and lungs out
The Lictor coughed on the floor and died slowly, with Azalars boot on its back
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Post by lordcastellenjon on Nov 14, 2007 17:35:22 GMT -5
critchley growled looking at the lictor it had a frag bug worming its way from its corpse "WELL LOOKS LIKE YOUR FAXED NOW YOU FLAMING FAX HEAD SEE YOU IN HELL" critchley actuley grind as the thing latched onto azlares unprotacted shine its eyeless case seaming to look up at him as the things shell seamed to swell what looked like laver puring from the splits as it exsploded in a bio fier ball of natural napalm incinerating azlare in a instent. the fierball that rushed down the hall way seemed to stop as if hitting a void shild as lighting stod his ground focusing heaviley stoping the fierball from claiming any more lives from the squad then with a rore and a forwards slash of his sword sent the roaring fierball of napalm right back down the hall wway incenerating the rest of the rushing nids leavign the remender of the squad alive and unscratched. (thats right the conol commisar is DEAD KIA I DONT CARE COMMISAR AZLAR IS DEAD FOR BREAKING MY RULE THAT I STATED AND FOR PROOF I QUTE 'NO CUSTOM ENGAMENTS' and I had stated THERE IS NO LICTOR myself tward and cadien are leaders of this RP not you azlar I warned you once we had a argument but I thought you got the massage obviousley not... it was with pain and sadness that we did this... but farwell your RP charecter.. went out in a blaze of glory at least )
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Post by Colonel Grammissar Azalar on Nov 14, 2007 17:43:08 GMT -5
OOC POST:
Nice, Cept about 3 other people have RP'ed the Lictor. And the "Frag Bug" would have sent the "Ball Of Natrual Napalm" down the tunnel, incerating you and the rest of the squad aswell, so you kind of have a choice. Let me contiune to RP Or You write out EVERYONE
Another thing, Me, Knight and Rolling Thunder are the best RP'ers in here, do you really want to write me out? I dont think you should. Might cause a few problems. K?
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Post by lordcastellenjon on Nov 14, 2007 17:47:29 GMT -5
.... actuley... you said it was about 30 pasces ahead of us true... napalm disaptes very fast I think the rear gaurd would be safe as they would be OHHHHH a further 50 steps away from you... so I would say it would mearley incenerate the point gaurds that OH drang you and knight what a god dame shame I never stated it was a ordernace class plast just enough to take the thorn out my side now plz if you want to contiue to argue PM me I dont care.. YOUR OUT MY POSTS ARE THE LAW IT SAYS IT IN THE RULZ IF YOU DONT LIKE IT BUZ OFF.
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