Battle for Selgrix

[Bara]

The two traitor crewmen made there move when they heard the Chaos vessels were attached to the side of their ship. They dissaprred, and they quickly drew the 8-pointed star on there Flak Armour. They began killing as many crew men as possible before the Boarding patry came. When they saw it, they quickly knelt

"Lord Ahriman, we are here to serve you"

[The Empire]

OOC: How would they know who lead the boarding party Barak, and how would they know through what breach that leader would come?

The towering figures before them wore blue armour with golden trimmings and a dull red gleam behind their eyepices. All the two heretics got in reply was a collective whisper, constantly repeated while the rubric space marines pushed on past them in a slow, steady pace.

"All is dust..."

"All is dust..."

Following the dozen rubric marines, chaos marines of a different kind emerger out of the breech, these moved more fluently, more... alive. And their armour was dark red with silver trimmings. One of theese, wearing something looking like an eight-pointed brass halo, skull helmet and a strange looking power weapon in the left hand paused in front of them and spoke.

"HA! This was not the kind of warm wellcome I had expected! But it's a shame to waste good will. Make yourselves useful and you might get to see the sorcerer."

 

[Pachamama]

ooc sorry Bara read the spoiler.

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You melon head. The two men were the Inquisitor and one of his assistants
And with special I wanted to let you play one of the Grey Knights.
Ah well don't worry no harm done.

[Bara]

OOC: They...looked at him, and saw who he was? Sorry. ill fix it if need be.

@ pach damn it. sorry, sorry sorry, sorry.

"What do you need?"

[Pachamama]

ooc: aagh I wanted to go to bed. but this is so intense it's keeping me awake.

The man had reached his destination.
He walked down the huge, weakly lit,  empty corridor until he was stopped by a large door covered in strange runes and inscriptions.
He touched on of the seals at the door.
"Awaken brethren in the name of the true emperor I call you forth to fulfill your duty's."
Along the middle of the door, from bottom to top a glow emerged and with a sound like the whisper of eons the door swung open.
Behind it in the darkness of the room glowed red lights. Eerily they stared at the man in the front.
A cold, mechanic crackling voice rang out.
"You have summoned us brother Inquisitor. And we shall do your biding in the name of the true emperor."
The ground shuttered and from the darkness appeared what would bring the downfall of those that had fallen from favor.
The crackling sound from many voices rang out. A low and vibrating sound that filled the corridor and send a shiver down the spine of everyone who heard it.

[The Empire]

OOC: They...looked at him, and saw who he was? Sorry. ill fix it if need be.

^Umm... they are Imperial naval staff, they probably haven't seen loyal space marines up close more than a few times, they would hardly be able to separate one chaos marine from another and it's highly unlikely they know the names of any of the chaos characters that's singled out in the game fluff. Please, try to separate what you know from what your characters might know. Ahriman himself is in the second wave. (But it's not any big thing, I made many similiar mistakes when I was your age and relatively new to RP in general.)

IC:
Since the two cultists kneeling on the floor seemed more than a little slow on the uptake, Apostle Ymer took a couple of bolt pistols from two passing marines and tossed the weapons at the cultists.

"Use the pistols, lead the way to the navigations central, but you won't get more ammo if you run out. Now, GET YOUR ASSES MOVING!"

[Bara]

OOC: ok, sorry...

[Pachamama]

The traitor marines advanced with little to no Resistance trough the labyrinth of the great vessel.
Until they entered a corridor and a lasgun turret dropped out of the roof.
The weapons send a spray of beams across the corridor cutting down anyone not in marine armor or  protected by the powers of the warp.
Then massive doors closed cutting the ship into airtight sections boxing in the intruders.


ooc

(But it's not any big thing, I made many similiar mistakes when I was your age and relatively new to RP in general.)

It's easy for me. At the moment I don't know much more then my characters do.

[The Empire]

The trapped Rubric marines quicly dispatched of the drop-down turret, blasting it to bits with well aimed bursts of bolter fire. After that, they waited. They had no sorcerer to blast the way clear or to guide them.
In other parts of the ship, several dozen more normal chaos marines used melta bombs and power weapons to slowly, door after door, bulkhead after bulkhead, make their way towards their objectives.

Before long, the blast doors of the hangar bays was breached by the second wave, the oblitterator cult of living weapon platforms starying to make a more rapid progress towards the stern, followed closely by the crazed dreadnaughts, the Sorcerer lord and a couple of dozen more rubric marines. Theese moved faster due to the sorcerer guiding their incorporeal spirits locked inside the blue and golden suits of armour. As they moved through the ship, the numbers of the second wave swelled as lesser deamons spontaneously took physical form in the great sorcerer's presense. Pink and blue horrors, screamers and flamers of Tzeentch flocked to the ship like ants to honey.

[Pachamama]

That was the very moment they had waited for.
Many things happened at the same time.
The large corridor behind the main hangars, used to move spare parts and entire small craft around filled with land raiders and soldiers opening fire on the breaches in the bay doors, creating killing zones cutting down anything that moved trough.

A shiver in the air, with a sudden drop of temperature announced their arrival.
They teleported inside the hangar amidst the chaos forces.
"In the name of the one true emperor I shall cleanse thee with the might of purity"
The force axe cut trough a rubic marines armor, the psionic power inside the weapon severing the link between soul and suit.
The sheer presence of these forces made the lesser deamons squeal in pain and some of those close enough dissapeared back to the warp in panic.
Others that were not fast enough fell to the hail from storm bolters.
A force spear flung with great strength pierced the rearward armor of a dreadnought releasing it's force inside the machine and sending it down.

The Grey knights had appeared.

ooc; Again Emp let me know if I steer too far of course.
I am using the data from the Grey Knights info here    http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Grey_Knights
I intend on having two squads of Battle brothers, one led by a Brother Captain the other (In the hangar) led by a Grand Master.

[Bara]

The Two traitors moved, guiding 3 Chaos Space Marines. They looked at a small door, and quickly, taking small, homemade bombs, set them on the door. They ran back a couple of feet, and denoted. The door fell. Quickly, the cultists motioned for the Chaos Space Marines to move. They enterd the room, and began firing as fast as they could. Mean while, the Culsits had used the shadows and concled themselves. When a chaos space marine was killed, the cultists stood up and began firing at the crew. Hopefully, they would win. If not, then oh well.

[Pachamama]

Crewmen and imperial guards alike flooded the corridors.
Inside a small control room along the outer section of the Astrogators office a group of chaos Marines wrecked havoc.
There were so preoccupied killing the technicians inside the room getting past to the inner sanctum that they didn't pay attention to their rear.
Guardsman Valtus heard the weapons fire as he approached at the head of his squad.
"Get the grenades. Trough the door on my signal. Stay behind the frame." he ordered his men.
They pulled out frag grenades,  removed the safety bolts and on Valtus command threw them inside the room from the side of the door.
A tremendous explosion was heard inside and a gust of fire swept out of the room.
The place fell silent and Valtus yelled is order storming inside.
"Onward for the glory of the guard"
He turned inside the door and opened fire from his las-gun.

ooc I am going to mostly use lasers and other energy based hand weapons here as they don't ricochet off the walls.
Bara it's the room your men were in.

[Bara]

The cultists quickly shielded themselves when they saw the grenades. When they looked up, they saw the chaos space marine still alive. They quickly went back to firing, this time, aiming for the charging guards men. They were soon in hand to hand combat. The cultists knifes, digging straight into the loysiats necks. They kicked away there bodys, and began firing agian, this time, killing one of the techians.

" I got that one!"


*selgrix Planet, Ground, Imperial Base*

Vink finished up  cooking the Sky Demons. He placed them on everyones plates, then stood up.

"Well guys. I know we lost a couple of guys, but, i have to say. This is going to taste really good"

Vink began to eat his meal, and notice Xexrves just looking at his. he moved over.

"whats wrong?"

[Pachamama]

Xerxes grinned at Vink then took a big bite.

"Damn things killed my men. Serves them right." he said taking another one with a defiant look in his face.

"Well" he tought. "Isn't tasting as bad as it looks."


Onboard the "Starslayer".

The marines armor had withstood the explosive force and the shrapnel's. the entire room however was a pile of rubble with live wires hanging loose and torn machinery creating a dangerous labyrinth of sharp edges and pointy spikes.
As Valtus turned trough the door he saw a chaos marine turn around and dodged beneath it.
Las-gun fire cut into the armor with little effect. Some of his men made it rough the door before the traitor marines cut them down.
Valtus got up just to feel a sudden sting in his neck. He felt a strong pain in his throat and looking down he saw a blade extend from it.
He tried to curse the coward who had attacked him from behind but could only make a gargling voice.
The blade retracted and Valtus sank to his knees.
"Guide me onward emperor." he said in his mind before the world turned black.

Seeing there leader fall and recognizing the uniform of a crewman on the cowardly murderer the guards yelled out in anger.
Two of them attacked the man. Too close for weapons fire they drew their knives and overran him.
One hit him in the sholder while the other drove his knife trough his skull.
"Traitorous scum. You will die." the guard screamed.

[Bara]

"what the?"

The other cultist turned around, and fired his bolt pistol into the two loyalists. they both fell, and he took there Las guns. He quickly sheathed his bolt pistol ,and began firing with the las gun. he took careful aim, and fired. He missed by a few centimeters. He kept on firing at a moving target. He then heard a whine of a chainsword. He whirled around. A Loysilt was charging him. he quickly fired, each shot missing. Only when they were right on top of him, he hit him. And that was only his arm. They engaed in a brutal brawl, each trying to kill each other. no matter what they did, they couldnt kill each other. they just couldnt get into a good angle.



*Selgrix, Ground*

"Well, yeah its good. I made it."

Vink grinned at his friend.

"you know, if you dont mind me asking. You rember when we had that first battle, and we coutner charged you, but we gave up. Why did you let us live?"