Continuing exactly where last thread left it: >>44561259
Crew, our shields can't hold against those plannetary guns any longer, we're withdrawing out of orbit until they are dealt with, good luck down there Guardsmen.
"Good luck yourself Captain, I'm not sure who'll need it more."
>Alice sighs and continues walking, rather preoccupied with her current dilemma to pay the Captain's own much mind.
>Sighs, reading a dataslate with the commander of the Zastava regiment.
So you move your svolochs over to sector 7G and take out any resistance you meet there.
"Da, and the purge is going well. The emperor's grace has reached most of the population so far."
>Is already entering the subway tunnels, moving through the collapsed rubble proves difficult whilst carrying Omicron's equipment.
>"I just need one survivor to spread the word. They can't just all loose their will to fight."
>Alice cocks the weapon and increases pace to a light sprint in an attempt to catch up to the sound.
Ah yes, no survivors best survivors. Only wish thread was less devoid of survivors it's self.
>In the distance Valkyries are providing CAS for the stormtroopers engaged in combat with the fleeing heretic hordes
>Basilisk fire is also heard
>As is Wyvern fire
>A convoy of leman russ' are seen in the distance heading for battle
It will pick up sooner or later
I'm still questioning the wisdom of the Inquisitor who thought that bringing the SPETSNAZ for this kind of job was a good idea.
I mean, the end is understandable, but the means? These aren't the bloody Tau....still 10/10 tho.
>Throwing caution to the wind, Alice breaks into a full sprint after whatever is causing the disturbance, -hopefully- catching up to it shortly.
Well, say inquisitor Zakharius is malleus, he would usually be deploying grey knights for big bad shit like this, but he has a private army of SPETSNAZ so why the hell would he bother the grey knights when he can use his stormies instead?
>Much like a Grox caught in a set of headlights, Alice freezes with the weapon still half raised.
Also, if more peeps do not do the joining, it is seeming like idea would be to nuke thread and screw around in Steam chat instead.
Too messy, you're supposed to take care of it quietly, covertly and subtly. Spetsnaz in space is none of these things. He's wasting precious monies of Imperium by destroying -everything-.
Welcome to the party, apologies for not being in the most public of spots right now but....such is the way when attempting to 'apprehend' persons.
Stopping you from doing something stupid. All you're going to do is get more Loyalists killed! And more than that, you'll become a bloody Heretic in the process!
As long as other Inquisitor's don't mind eh.......rather a shame that nothing will be done to stop it then.
Though with this uncovered action you might just spark the anger of the civvies loyal to the imperium, maybe even making them fall to heresy
Have patience, it's still early morning in 'Muhrica and around lunchtime in Yurop
>Walks down to the square where the Vympel stormies are torching bodies
Such a big shame...
Indeed, oh well, at least they're dealing with the chaos threat, getting them on the run and all, however... There ARE two defilers down below in the subway system
A-alice you know I'm loyal to the bone, don't dare calling me heretic! Those men outside are the ones killing Imperial citizens! Omicron's citizens!
Where is the imperial justice on that? Why does it not scream Heresy to the bone?!
Just because they say they're working for an inquisitor doesn't mean it's not heresy!
Why'd you spoiler that?
>Watches the bodies burn
And now I think I know why Verasii's main involvement with the Malleus is supplying them with questionable weaponry..
>Looks at his Gauss Flayer warily, with a healthy respect for the damage the damn xeno weapon can inflict. Fingers the other alien relic, the pendant, nervously.
And why are you so certain that it -is- Heresy, hm?
The Inquisition -must- be trusted to know best, besides, you should know that I've experienced both sides of the coin. We trusted some civilians once, look how they 'rewarded' that trust.
>Alice raises the shotgun momentarily, before lowering it further than it was raised.
We'll deal with that in the future....also get well soon Greely.
>The spotlights around watchers hill turn on.
>Surviving civilians and Scions look up
>OBJ still wearing a Bloodletter's head as a loin cloth and shirtless
>Walks out with some sort of Sonic weapon he found in the rogue trader stash inside.
>Start's pounding away at it and breaks into something which sounds like Raining Blood - Slayer.
"HELLO WATCHERS POINT HOW ARE WE DOING TONIGHT?!!?!?!?!?"
>Flexes as he does some hammer on's
>Camera Servo skulls fly round filming, one even emits dry ice.
The inquisition is the one who picks if a children is heretic or not, not a random stormtrooper armed with a gun. A child is a child, being scared of guns and people burning houses is to be expected. Not for that do they deserve to be shot when they run, he could have easily chased him...
This is the Iron Warriors incident all over again, the people expected these men to save them, not to kill them.
My Inquisitor. The one who had me fill out the requisition the regiment in the first place.
Well, at least some people never change. Let's see what the superstar is up to, try and minimize the damage.
Oh it's solely the Inquisitor that deems who's innocent, no one else? Well maybe I should march outside and declare the civilians Heretical to a man then? Especially since you seem to have such a poor opinion of those who've done what needs to be done!
>Alice lowers the shotgun completely, but replaces it with agitated movements and the occasional clenching of one fist or the other around the weapon.
Let you in on a sky people secret - we think he's an odd one too. As for Verasii, she's pretty calm for an Inquisitor. Tends not to jump to conclusions most of the time.
A little touchy about Nyzart - I had to talk her out of dropping the hammer there, but given her history and the general history we've had with the Necrons, that's to be expected. Anyway, I'm going to go check on our superstar.
>begins walking over to OBJ
>OBJ puts on his bloodbowl pads
>The sonic weapon keeps playing by itself but is now jamming out running blood.
"EXTREME MAKEOVER SOMERIUS EDITION"
>Before trying to smash random houses by charging them
>He has clearly had too much preworkout today
>Some of the Scions are clearly impressed by his destructive nature.
>dropships descend well away from the Imperial forces, cruise at low altitude to a jagged, ravined area several miles away
>dropships conceal themselves in a deep ravine
All are to advance with extreme caution, and slowly. Be watchful for any Imperial slaves, keep out of their sight.
I am mad with a great many people right now, and yes, you're one of them. YOU KILLED A STORMTROOPER! A Trooper who was just doing his bloody job!
But it's not all your fault, I'm a corrupting influence here, so well done me!
>Alice drops the Shotgun to hang on it's sling and begins pacing irritably.
Such defiance! As punishment, I demand that you come share some drinks with me at a nice little cafe I know, and to tell me more about yourself. You've set up your mystery too well, I cannot leave without knowing more about you."
Chuckle, and lean in, as if to kiss her hand. A few inches away, tilt your head to look at her. "Is that a fair enough punishment?"
>"I did what?"
N-no that can't be I knocked him out that's all... I...
Alice please wait...
You know I didn't mean to say you had no judgement over who's heretic and who is not, I know what you've been having to suffer for letting those two mishaps... but please... see my point... those were just kids with no knowledge over anything...
Please... don't leave me hainging here...
You know, I'll give you that, those kids probably didn't know anything, but Chaos cares not for the age of a Heretic, only that they can inflict harm....or.....not inflict harm....depending on which of those four taints the mind...
>stops pacing to shiver.
All you can do is liv-
>Alice grabs her Bolter and spins to face the tunnel, then gestures for LIX to get into cover.
>Nods, gets in position besides Alice and aims her own weapon to the opening.
You aimed at me with a shotgun before I was inside the hole and now that whathever can come out can only do it through that hole and the shotgun is more effective you aim with a bolter? Was it even loaded?
>OBJ then finds some basic construction tools and start's forcing some of the Scions to help repair the house.
>He makes his way over to one of the Camera Servo Skulls
"Wow I just love giving back, The Suarez sure are going to love their new home when they return."
>He then makes a gesture to cut the camera and walks up to another servo skull.
"Ok I need you to go find the Suarez family and get some clips of them enjoying the Spa or wherever we sent them for the show"
>The servo skull flys off into the distance.
>The other servo skull film OBJ doing token bit's of work like sawing planks and painting walls.
>He is tensing his biceps the whole time.
Yes, with Stun Shells, you didn't think I was actually going to kill you di-
>Alice raises her left hand to shield her eyes and turns her head to back away towards cover.
You had better cut that shit out while I'm still in a good mood.
Alice? What are you doing down here? Weapons down men.
>the lights point down revealing Jackson and seven other men carrying medical gear, stretchers and a lifesigns scanner.
Whats going on here? Wheres the other lifesign we spotted?
You're aiming a weapon at a servant of the Emperor's Most Holy Inquisition and you're wondering if WE'RE Heretical?
Son, you had better lower that rifle right.....
>Alice trails off as Jackson appears and her posture relaxes considerably.
By the damned Warp Jackson, you sure know how to make an entrance....
The other person is fine, I'm dealing with it.
"You've really got to work the oil into the wood to get that rich coloured finish"
>OBJ says to the camera as he massages the new stair bannisters
>He has also turned his Bloodletterhead loin cloth into some sort of tool belt.
>He walks over to one of the scions
"Sergeant Klichkof how are the interior designs going have you thought what your going to do for the kids room?"
>Alice points down the tunnel behind her.
Train should be....that way, I think. But make sure to bring some Missiles if you go down there, we're still missing two Defilers.
As for -this- one, she'll be coming back to Town Hall, she's in for a bloody lecture.
>Hears noises from below and considers getting OBJ, but decides to leave him to what he's doing. He approaches a nearby manhole cover, pulls out a multitool, opens it,hefts the cover aside, and readies his Gauss Flayer as he looks down.
>On orders from the Lieutenant and upon seeing the Inquisitorial Uniform on the woman, Malak would lower his lasgun, before offering an apologetic smile.
sorry about that Ma'am... I'm a bit jumpy at this point after having "seen" the rest of my Regiment "Have their graves dug for them"... Followed these guys for awhile before I offered to throw my lot in with them.
>Whispering, she doesn't want to question Alice's authority loud.
Please all I ask is you give me a chance to rescue a civillian as Omicron, to spread the word that he's with the Somerians. Then I'm all yours to accept any punishment and any charges you see fit. I will even agree to an execution if needed. Just let me give the PDF a bit of hope, that's all I ask.
Well they should have hit the front of the trapping the survivors in a cavern behind it. The defilers should be trapped outside but if not. We're prepared
Let me guess Delta is the other lifesign?
>Descends the ladder, seeing no one present, he begins moving towards the noises, weapon ready. To his relief, he sees the rest of the group and not something extremely heretical.
>Walks over quietly, but not too quietly.
"Alice, Jackson, Five-niner. Who's the new guy?"
Aaaaaaaah, I can't say I blame you then, I was none too pleased with being stuck here after my own Regiment got decimated, but hey, it wasn't so bad, just had to stick with a few decent blokes.
Hm....speaking of, I'll have a idea to ask you about when you're done Jackson.
>Turns to LIX and matches her quiet tone.
Lass, all you'll be doing is giving them false hope, that's a terrible thing, because it's all the more devastating when the truth comes out.
It's just not worth it....
Oh and err....aye Jackson, it is.
If you and me are thinking the same thing then I'm already recording all there voices on the vox. playback on my orders. It's not false hope. I can get an Explorator vessel to take them to another planet if need be. I already have one standing by for different reasons.
>With a crisp salute and a voice filled with both pride and sadness. The youngish looking, brown haired Green eyed, Guardsmen Sergeant would respond.
None of those Sir! As I stated when I introduced myself too you before, I am Sergeant Malak Ordenius SIR! Possibly the last surviving member of the 277 Orvestillian Guard Regiment SIR!
What? My suggestion has nothing to do with the current situation, but if you can get anyone out then go for it.
Mhm, welp, best disguise yourself as a Stormtrooper. One of mine, not this other lot.
When our ship was turned to molten slag in orbit just moments after my and several other dropships were deployed too assist local PDF forces. The rest of my Regiment "Had their graves dug" when a building collapsed upon us after we were dispatched against a group of cultists...
If my plan goes flawless then well be in command of the Scions. Cut the ships line of communication and use the audio logs to order their men. Let Delta come with me. The civvies will listen better if she's there.
Sorry to hear that. Happens way to much these days.
SIR! I specialize in Demolitions and scouting SIR! You need something found and blown sky high I'm your man!
As stated before Sir! I threw in my lot with the Lieutenant after having fallen into sewers due to the ground shaking from the collapsed building!
And I agree with that, we probably should keep moving.
>Two defilers as well as a Chimera transport and various squads of what seem local pdf with chaos heraldica are carrying the civillians back to heretic territory through the underground rail system. The surviving Arbites are chained, whilst the civillians are not.
>A civillian tries to run away over an opening but is inmediately shot dead.
>An officer overseeing everything over the chimera's hatch seems to be in charge of the situation. He inmediately turns towards the mass of civillians their transporting back to their camps.
Consider yourselves lucky.
We've heard the news on watchers point.
The Imperium is not here to save none of you, but rather to butcher you.
Face it, the Watcher is no more, the Imperium wants nothing of us but slavery. You're all better off without them.
Two hours tops. Please.
Those are some skills we could use. Good.
We would cut all communications coming and going to their ship and reroute it through our relay. Then we play the audio logs of different orders so the ground teams are getting the orders we send and doing what we want and the ship is getting our replies thinking the ground teams are doing what they want.
[Spoiler] No different planet more like a mixture of a farm world and minor industrial world. Also just recently got into to 40k back in September so my knowledge is a little basic so my apologies if I make a fuck up or two [/spoiler]
Won't they get suspicious and come down to investigate personally? I know Verasii gets on my case for doing everything myself, but that seems like something an Inquisitor would do.
I give us anywhere from 6 to 8 hours before they notice and do so...
>one of the men hears the shot then hits his arm.
I heard it too. Gunshot. Singular. Further down the tunnel. All of you are now with me. let's go.
>gestures for Delta to follow down the tunnel
>Follows, Gauss ready, while talking quietly
There's also the issue of how Chaos works. It's insidious. Do you have a way to figure out who is or isn't tainted?
Yes. But not here. Does everyone always forget that I was working for an Ordo Hereticus Inquisitor for years. I know how to detect it.
No, the scanner will pick them up before we see them.
The time has arrived. I have all I need, it's time for Somerius to see the truth.
>Every non-protected living being on the planet is able to see visions of the actions the stormtroopers from Battlegroup Vympel did on multiple urban centers across the planet.
>An all too fammilliar sorcerer's voice making a speech to complete the show.
Look down, Somerians, look down at the Hipocresy of your so called "saviors".
They tell you that rejecting the Imperium is heresy, something only madmen and tyrants do to get chained to the ways of chaos. Yet they press on your chains and terminate you when you seek for aid on their ranks.
Look down and see the graves these homes have become, look down and see the killers who you hoped would guide you to salvation.
Look down upon them and feel sorry rather than hate, for they're slaves to a system, unlike the free people of Somerius.
Look down and see the face of the liar and the lied at the same time.
It's time to arise Somerius.
It's time to arise for real.
You asked us for proof to call our crusade a liberation, here you have it. See the oppressors of the dead corpse's will fall upon your friends and families.
Feel the despair and suffering of those you love and arm yourselves.
It's time to raise your guns against the tiranny...
There's a thing you Officers seem to forget though...
>He gives the scanner a light tap
Even with the holy touch of a tech priest, and the power of its machine spirit... Machines break...
>He the gives the side of his head next to his eyes a light, one finger tap
Your eyes don't....
>Every non-protected living being on the planets visions change to the chaos forces killing the civilians, bloodletters cleaving through the civilians while the guard try to save them and the few guardsmen fighting for and saving the civilians from the approaching chaos forces. All while the litany of faith is said it the background.
Grah! You want to play? We will play then.
>The vision switches back to the statue of the watcher falling in battle.
>The gates of the Watcher's "home" open to reveal the imperium inside.
>LIX among other few are seen taking things from the Watcher's corpse. With her personnaly changing form into Omicron.
See them steal and appropiate of your idols. See how they try to control you through religion, see how their lies try to take away your will.
Need to step away for an hour or so, assume Greely assists Jackson with the Gauss Flayer against whatever chaotic enemies show up, switching to nonlethals if we throw down with other imperium
What. Did. I. Say. Jackson?
LIX, we are leaving this squad to complete their objective.
>Alice marches towards LIX, her Bolter once again at hand and her expression foul.
Shitballs, sorry for missing so much of this thread and the entire last one. I caught a really nasty stomach flu and I've been basically bedridden.
>A transport ship sprayed with gang signs and obviously of non-Imperial Navy origin touches down nearby. Opening up, three basilisks, the entire Scum Squad, and the Taurox pile out.
Uh, sorry for being late to the party. I had to go... arrange some things with an old friend. What's the situation?
>the Iron Warriors force creeps through the thick forest, and eventually catches sight of the Imperial forces
>hears the machinations of Virmanthras
We shall hold, and observe. Remain in deep concealment.
sorry I'm not participating much guys. Preoccupied and about to go to the range
No worries mate, there were a couple of 'things' I needed to find before we got attacked by Iron Warriors anyway. However, enjoy your range time bruh, shoot ALL the guns.
>Shows the statue to the watcher
>Then of the book in his arms of each page of the love he had for the people and of all the great deeds he's done with Omicron narrating what he wrote
>It then stays on the the image of him and the penal regiment with Omicron saying "I shall always wait for my friends because I know they'll always come to help."
>placing hands in the air in an attempt to to try and calm everyone down, he begins to speak
Alright easy now you two, we don't have time to be at each others throats. And there'll hopefully be time for you all to do that later, but for now let's figure out what exactly we should do.
>turning his gaze towards the woman called "Delta"
Now please explain to me what it is everyone's so riled up about, because it sounds like it might lead to a plan...
There is nothing to discuss because we will not be here, now -Lieutenant-, proceed to your primary objective.
>Alice takes LIX's arm and gently, but insistently pulls her back towards the town.
I... I was going to pose as the late Omicron twenty three key four. Known here as the Watcher through the use of polymorphine to inspire the locals. But the Malleus inquisitorial troops started purging them and then this vision and...
I... I need time... I need to think about things...
Derp, forgot to type anything, my bad. But to say what I meant to say, I know the feeling of missing important stuff....even when the reason for that is just dozing off in the middle of it.
Also it isn't that Alice doesn't want to help, but her job sorta conflicts with doing so. That and there are a few things that need to get done before the IW's attack and I already have a reason to be idle so I can do them so....
>Is expulsed from the telepathic vision.
>All the doors in the fortress open themselves as if a blast of wind was pushing them open towards the lower levels.
>The Ghost is moving through, looking at the frozen walls.
You all answered to her.
>The warmachines resting inside the frozen tomb's eyes are shinning purple.
You even listenend to him.
>Looking towards those shinning Blue.
>Looks at a single warmachine frozen beneath the rest.
You will NOT resist ME!
>The ice is breaking beneath the ghost.
It's time to make a show of strength. AND YOU WILL LISTEN TO ME!
>walks up to Alice
>pulls off her inquisitoral =][= from the chest
Yes -Lieutenant- let's go to our primary objective, the liberation and protection of Somerius and it's people
>looking towards her with a sigh and a half cocked grin
I'm gonna be honest with you "Della"... I only understood about half of what you said...
>With a smile and a look of determination on his face
That said... I also don't understand most pykerr related garbage, but I can always detect the hint of a good possible plan of action... Especially one that could work! And I'm all ears if its a plan that could possibly assist in ending this hellfest
It's not gonna be that easy....
>All Jackson succeeds in doing is grabbing one of the miniature Inquisitorial Insignia from Alice's Chestplate, which, due to said Insignia not being a Rosette, accomplishes exactly nothing.
So you're going to try that are you? So be it.
I guess I don't have be 'nice' anymore.
>Alice continues coaxing LIX back towards the town, her thumb flicking the safety back off her Bolter, hidden by the weapon it's self.
>The ice keeps cracking around the frozen tomb.
You have resisted every attempt of control we've done.
>An inhuman roar echoes through the whole fortress.
You denied our kind words. Now I am forced to play my hand.
>A set of claws pierces through the ice.
You will not resist my will for my will is all you have!
>Metal wings break free from it's prison of ice.
You and I are one!
>The Heldrake breaks free from it's imprisonment, it's eyes shining grey.
It's time to light up the party.
>Hearing the click of the Bolters safety and seeing the tense sititation, Malak begins to speak up
Hey! Hey! HEY! Easy now boys and girls EASY! Let's put the Bolter down and talk about this OK!? I'm incredibly sure a plan to SAVE Somerius comes before the Inquisition
Oh aye, and you're such an expert on what people want dickhead!
Should have had most of them killed. Actually thought he was one of the decent ones as well....
>Alice once again continues to coax LIX outside, where, upon returning to the square, Alice flags down the nearest Stormtrooper.
Excuse me Trooper, I need to speak with you for a moment, it's of vital importance!
Let's go Sargent. It'll sort it's self out
>jogs down the tunnel
And to think I thought she'd be a good CO. No moral compass at all. Should have let her die... nah still wouldn't be able to.
>Alice in contrast to the previous exchange, assumes an air of complete professionalism, with an equally serious expression to match.
Trooper, your communications have been compromised, switch to non-preset Vox frequencies and initiate some sort of order confirmation system.
I would also suggest requesting that your Inquisitor or a trusted member of his staff come planetside to command operations in person.
>quickly making his way up towards the Lieutenant
Sorry to intrude on your inner... Uhm... Outer? Monologue Sir... But if yiu don't mind me asking... How exactly do you know her?
>Sergei gets on his vox on the general Vympel channel
The cykas tried to stab us in back, loyal imperial interrogator tell truth.
Callings for command to make of contact with "Freezing Wind" and tellings of comms being compromoised, everybody switch to Vympel general channel Zwa.
Is of for situation like this.
And findings traitor who compromised our channels and burn him dead.
Also of initiate protocol 6.16.
We're in the same unit and have the same rank. Both in the guard and out. I just hide my Inquisition ties and seem like a Lieutenant. She flaunts them and holds it over me. Plus she's part of Ordo Mallius, I'm part of Ordo Hereticus. We stay hidden and kill just the traitor while they kill everyone on the planet. We just have opposing views and she doesn't like it.
>The scanner starts picking up lifesighs down the tunnel
Well, I for one am glad that's been cleared up. That said, Lieutenant Inquisitor Sir, my boys and I are really wondering what the hell we're doing here and who we ought to be shooting.
We're in subway tunnels trying to save some civvies from chaos. The Scions are killing civvies outright, I don't like that and I'm doing something about it. Don't call me Inquisitor I'm trying to stay hidden as best I can.
>Sets flight. An amalgamam of millitia, cultists and traitor PDF surrounds and sets guard on the fortress made of ice from the northern regions.
>A group from those forces seem to be following the Heldrake's flight towards the south.
>An army is moving.
They're too far away to arrive at watcher's point this thread tho.
I will be willing to admit that I gave the idiot the codes and accept whatever punishment you deem fit, however I -assumed- he would use them to reassure himself that you were merely doing the God Emperor's work, instead he decided that he wished to try and manipulate your men into following his own orders.
>Malak would give just a simple nod, having heard the scanner and not wanting his voice to echo out the tunnel
>With glance at the Lieutenant, he'd quickly and quietly make his way ahead of the group, doing what he's best at; Scouting.
>On the vox, in Battlegrroup Vympel's specialist regiment GRU's classified channel.
Da...Da... Zastava comms compromised. Switching to secondary comms, if order not come from me or inquisitor Zakharius you of not do shit.
Shut mouth with that ave imperator stuff am trying to talk to you! Venerate emperor later!
Da? .... Da. You find tunnels?
Don't goings until full force has make of landfall.
You are of Genious Vladja! Do that! Right away!
You are of cleared. Zacharius knowings you are of on good side of Dragovich, just wait until Major's brother comes. He in tactical command of Vympel.
>gets on the vox again
>listens in on >>44586076
>Looks at Alice
You don't have friend in tunnel do you?
>Alice looks to LIX and back at Sergei.
There are personnel from the Regiment I am attached to within the tunnels.
I could....and will ask, that you do not gas the tunnels while they are in there, but your superiors outrank myself, if they wish to do so, I cannot stop them.
>Alice stands at attention and attempts to let go of LIX to do so.
>Still on the train system.
>Bored as fuck.
>"Could have killed a few enslavers, got some action but nope, go get these civvies the Daemonic voice says. They'll add themselves to our cause, the Daemonic voice says..."
GASMASKS! ALL OF YOU LOT GASMASKS!
>A soldier asks about the civvies.
Fuck damn it get those you can inside the transports and seal them, the rest are casualties of war, the daemons will kill us if we don't at least bring them a bunch!
>upon hearing the lieutenants quiet yet still audible foot steps behind him, Malak would give an inaudible sigh before motioning for him to quiet down and wait a moment while he uses a small pocket mirror to peer over the rubble and into the wide tunnel ahead
>"Damn inquisitor is going to get us caught if he doesn't quiet down..."
Call major about it. Or better yet, kall Vitoly, is Castellaan General Vitoly Dragovich by the way.
>Checks his comms
Actually... is late for that, Sergei is already doings it... Pray for comrades, or beg them to get out, gas spreads quickly, kills slowly.
>The gas spreads troughout the tunnels, anyone without a gasmask starts coughing violently
Back and it seems we are in the shit
"Well, Jackson, we made a good effort at it. But it's time we get out of Dodge."
>Greely makes for the nearest manhole and pries it open with his multitool
Oh bloody hell!
>Alice pulls her Vox headset on and taps the transmit button.
"Jackson! Jackson get out of there! The tunnels are being gassed! Put on a mask and run!"
>looks back to Sergei.
What gas are you using? It could be vital!
How many did you bring in?
The lords ain't gonna get pleased by this... it's still better than none.
Alright, cruiser speed, if they're gassing the tunnels they're not coming in.
See what I told you numbheads? You're better off without the imperium. They'll just get you killed.
>would quietly wait and watch through the use of the pocket mirror, while attempting to strain his hearing to listen in on anything that might be being said.
>sadly his hearing would only allow one word to be overheard
>"Gasmasks? What the hell do they nee-"
>"Well fuck me very much and call me an inquisitors bitch!!!"
>in as loud and similar voice as he could muster to sound similar to hereitic as he could , he would shout
GASMASKS ON! NOW!!
>climbs up out of the manhole
Fucking hell, Jackson... Doesn't know when he's lost.
>Taps his comm-bead
"Regiment Commander, come in. Under no circumstances are you to obey any orders from Alice Wellesley until I say otherwise. Especially if she tells you to open fire on civilians."
Rolled 87, 38 = 125 (2d100)
Covers blown!! Smith! Cooper! Rockets out NOW aim for the legs!! The rest of you take down the heretics you can see. MOVE!!
rolling for the two rockets
>Pulls a gasmask over his head.
Get moving Rogan!!
Incoming enemy fire! Let the defilers deal with them! Move! Move! Move!
>The defilers turn 180º to face the persuers, one being inmediately hit by a rocket whilst the vehicles try to get away.
>The soldiers on food are slowly backing away whilst doing one or two shots towards the enemy fire.
Rolled 18, 81, 32, 56, 56, 75 = 318 (6d100)
>The first one topples a Defiler while the 2nd sails down the tunnel
Reload and fire again. The rest of you take cove and open fire!!
rolling for the five men and me
Right then. A gunfight in the tunnels. Hm.
What's your current location Lieutenant? And the location of the vehicles in the tunnels? I have an idea.
>"Morrison, Jax! Get to the Tauros, get the High-Ex demolition shells. The ones we used to crack the bunkers on Kamek IV."
>"Ahh, sir, can you tell me what in the name of the Omnissiah is going on out there?"
"Power struggle, it seems like. I'll be damned if we're going to get caught up in it, but you are not to assist in the slaughter of civilians on my watch."
"Now you listen here you motherfucker, I answer to Inquisitor Verasii of the Ordo Xenos. If your boss has a problem with that, we can go all the way back to Gospyria and sort it out. Kapisch?"
>he'd quickly pull out a couple of grenades before chucking them at the traitors near the front of the group
I hear sharpnel helps the gas go down!
rolling for grenade accuracy
I do not know. And honestly lass, I'm done caring. I am done caring, about anything.
>Alice's tone drops to a low whisper.
Now......can we please go to Town Hall so I can give up on life in private please?
My boss has problem, first of all ordo xenos are pussy cykas. Secondly you are of probably responsible with our comms being compromised, thirdly the present inquisitor is of very angry at whoever caused breach in communications. So either sing like bird of who compromised our communications or prepare to meet emperor whenever you are
Not of worryings, they meet emperor, get to see their hero too. Emperor will grace pure ones. And damn heretics to hell.
Y'know, if someone doesn't give me some exact coordinates for you guys and the heretics, I'm gonna have to eyeball this. Now, I've got pretty good eyes, but I'm not sure how comfortable you'll be with that.
Rolled 61, 25 = 86 (2d100)
Fire rockets on my command.... Fire!!
Teams 2 and 3 move to the nearest manhole to my position my location. Pinging it now!
No arty. The civvies are too close.
Rolled 43 (1d100)
> Thinking "Alright, now I need to get in touch with the Malleus ship and tell them Jackson has a way to tell who's infected. He better not be bullshiting me. Only problem, I don't have their comm numbers. Or a voxcaster."
>Begins looking around for a voxcaster.
Rollan for it
"You can ask Alice about your comms, you anal spleunking cum guzzler."
>the rockets scream twords their target one hitting it in the chest disabling it's cannon while the other hits the ground several yards ahead of it.
>rounds ping off the rubble he's hiding behind.
Fine! use the ping I just sent out as reference.
Rolled 18 (1d20)
>The nade hits the chimera's tracks. One of the missiles cuts their path by destroying the rubble ahead.
FUCK! GET US OUT OF HERE, MEN THESE CIVIES AIN'T FALLING INTO THOSE BUTCHER'S HANDS!
>The defiler charges foward to the Imperial line of fire.
I'll....be in Town Hall if you need me.
>Alice sort of wanders over to the town hall, the usual precision gone from her steps as pushes past the front door and into one of the rear rooms.
Gas is in tunnels, flowing freely, can of not hurt deamon engines but is no problem, is flammable.
We will of settings fire to gas in 5 minutes.
>looks at the sulking interrogator.
She will of learn, da tovarisch Major?
Rolled 61, 28, 43 = 132 (3d100)
Fire three demolition shells, ahead of the ping we just got by 100-150 meters.
Let's see if we can trap those heretics before they make off.
Rolled 52 (1d100)
>Greely finds a voxcaster in a residence, but it is near many things he wishes he didn't see. Begins wheeling it out of the area, making noises that may or may not attract hostile attention
rollan to see if a chaos spawn jumps out
Rolled 42, 19, 100, 15, 100, 79 = 355 (6d100)
The Defiler's still coming. Malak get a charge on it once it passes you.
>looks at the huge hole in the ceiling
There's our escape route too.
rolling for hellguns
Rolled 80 (1d100)
>taking careful aim with his rocket between shots of heretic fire, Malak aims it towards the ceiling of the tunnel ahead of the transport before fireing, hoping to cause it to collapse and stop it in its tracks
>Looking through his binoculars, Saul watches as the first shell finds it's mark above the tunnel, smashing the roof in and filling it with debris. The second shell fires wide of it's target, slamming into a building and blasting it to rubble. The third and final shell hits it's mark, but far too close. The tunnel collapses closer to the heretics, and their first vehicle is buried under rubble.
Well, that could have gone a lot worse I guess.
>More rubble keeps falling over the already difficult to move into terrain. Completely blocking the path.
>Turns towards the civvies and the men in the transport.
Alright you lot give these civvies some guns, they'll fight with us for their lives. And I KNOW you will do it because if you don't these assholes are going to kill you. Just look at the area, it's already gassed.
We'll get you all out of this mess on foot, the way is intransitable now for the chimera's with the rubble. These things are laspistols, you aim with this end and pull the trigger, no secret. Run ahead from all of us the soldiers will give cover fire.
Now MOVE MOVE MOVE!
>The chimera doors open.
Rolled 12, 13 = 25 (2d20)
>A rat sized spawnling latches on to Greely's hand and begins tearing at it
"AW YOU LITTLE SHIT BITCH FUCK OFF!!!"
>Slams his hand into the wall repeatedly
First roll is to see if it manages to hurt me, second is to see if I can squish it
Rolled 34, 44 + 25 = 103 (2d100 + 25)
On it Sir!
[spoilers]rolling first 100 not to get shot, second is to arm it properly, 25 is added as skill to charge setting[/spoiler]
Rolled 8 (1d100)
teams 2 and 3 head to the craters and secure it.
rolling for speed
>the well placed shots tear through the chaos ground troops.
Somerius PDF fight your captors we've come to rescue you!!
>one the Defiler makes its way just past him, Malak charges towards as fast as he can, but catches a las round right in his thigh from one of the armed civvies
>Grabbing onto the vehicle, he quickly sets up the charge near its fuel line before making his way to cover, his would slowly oozing blood
FIRE IN THE HOLE!!!
>pours the bactine into a bowl, and sticks his clawed-up hand into it while trying to raise the Malleus ship on the vox
Ahh Fuck that hurts!!!
yeah that radio likes the way i twist those knobs
>hits the wrong button on the vox and it starts broadcasting to the entire penal regiment.
Malak, get clear the destroy that last defiler. Once It's down start advancing and get those civvies gasmasks and out of this damn gas!!
>an explosion is heard
Move move move!! Mop up the rest then start carrying the civvies outta here!! The'll be more of our men at the tunnel entrence
W-what do I do lass? What in the Emperor's name a-am I supposed to do?.....
Everyone expects me to just.....d-do as I please, apparently Inquisitor's can do that...but Protocol has kept me in the right....and everytime I try to breach it.....it comes back to bite me in the ass.
So please tell me, what in the Warp am I expected to do?
Oh yeah man, e-extend that antennae.....replace those b-batteries.
>he quickly balls himself up behind the pile of debris before detonating the expolsive, cause a massive ball of molten metal and flame to erupt first from the charge and the from the now completely ruined Defiler
>peaking his head slightly above the pile of debris he's behind his gives a loud cheer, which is quickly replaced by him screaming out
Rolled 18, 11 = 29 (2d20)
>The explosion of the fuel tank slows down the the defiler, the daemon moving the construct now needs all its will to keep it going unassisted.
>It spins it's claws over the Sergeant's squad. Firing it's guns at Jackson's when able.
1st pincers, 2nd guns.
>The traitor pdf keeps pushing the civvies into safety.
Don't hear their lies! They've almost dropped this tunnel into us! Find an emergency exit to the surface, we'll cover you!
Rolled 91, 87 = 178 (2d100)
>one of the men is crushed by the claws and another is shot in the arm.
The rest of you fire on that officer!!
rolling for rockets
>A sad expression covers her face.
Look what your protocol has brought you. I hardly recognize you anymore.
You need to stop worrying so much about following the protocol and start trusting with your senses... and listening to your heart... I once knew of a liutenant moved into a penal regiment that would dare to sacrifice herself for any guardsman, even if he was the worst kind of scum.
I know of one girl that inspired loyalty to her men, not fear, that enjoyed jocking and messing around during free time...
>Holds Alice's hands
You've got more power in your hands now, that is true, but you have the will to do as you want with that power. Don't let it change you, and certainly, don't let anyone outside change you.
Rolled 93, 99, 78, 1 = 271 (4d100)
>The Taurox smashes through the ruined streets before squealing to a stop next to crater into the tunnels.
Alright, Morrison, Thad, Eddie. You're on me. You other three, stay with the Taurox.
>Over his Vox "And if any of you back with the basilisks let those fucking Stormies lay a finger on them, I will have your guts for garters."
>Jumps into the tunnel ahead of the traitor forces. Shotguns and lasrifles already at the ready.
Open fire on the heretics, try to limit civilian casualties.
>An inhuman scream echoes the tunnels as the machine crumbles upon itself. it's limbs broken but the weaponry still active. It once again attempts to fire against the loyalists whilst dying out, this time using a warp-fire flamethrower.
>The heretic officer is blasted away, it's blood splattering over the armed and scared civillians behind him.
>They're all doubting if to open fire against the guardsmen.
Yeah...just.... Bleeding out... One of the civvies got me in the thigh...
>he'd slowly expose the wound to the open air, causing him to grit his teeth in pain before slouching back into the rubble
Easy for you to say....worst you had to deal with from this bunch of arseholes was Dolan calling you a 'gimp lady' a couple of times. Was certainly more....persistent in my case....
Admittedly you've probably had it far worse than me, -all- I had going against me was that it all happened in a shorter space of time.
B-but....f-fine, I'll...uh....I'll try once again...I'm just tired of it all.
>Alice frees her hands and instead quickly wraps her arms around LIX's shoulders.
>OBJ opens the door to the Suarezs family's new home
"So Suarez family how you feeling about your new makeover? Excited?"
>OBJ flexes at the camera as he looks back behind him.
>Some Scions are carrying some charred corpses through the door after him. One moves the mouths of the medium sized body and puts on a Spanish accent.
"Si Sr Buckinham, we mucho excited".
>OBJ leads them into the new living room complete with new TV, fire place and white carpets
"As you can see, we put allot of work in here so you'd have a nice family enviroment to relax and...."
>The small bodies arm falls off and a Scion kicks it across the carpet into the fire place.
>The Servo Skull Cameras capture all of this.
>The Scion drops the small body on one of the new leather seats.
"I see you've come over tired Pablo"
>A scion moves his head foward
>OBJ mutters under his breath
"This is fucking ridiculous"
>Gestures to the two larger bodies to go upstairs
"Well let's check out the up stairs, How was your spa weekend Mr and Mrs Suarez?"
I Think OBJ is breaking into a whole new level of fucked up with his home renovation program
>One shotgun shell tears through two of the heretics, while a lasrifle shot blasts the head off two more. A third shot takes out a fifth cultist, but the last shotgun shell goes wild hitting two of the civilians.
God fucking dammit Thad. Have you been drinking before missions again?
"inquisitor Zakharius, come in come in, this is Throne Agent Greely."
>flips to next channel
"inquisitor Zakharius, come in come in, this is Throne Agent Greely."
>After the heretic PDF dies out, the civvies aim their guns towards the guardsmen walking away scared.
>One man walks forward before the rest of the group that keeps backing away against the wall.
L-leave us we've all seen the visions and heard the rumors, we know what they did to those on Watcher's point, d-don't come any closer!
> the mask falls off, giving a glimpse of amy incredibly pale, gaunt face before Eta quickly puts it back on and holds it there. It seems that whatever seals keep it on have failed.
>One of the men starts patching up the wound.
We're not with those troops. I'm inquisitor Jackson. The watcher was a old friend of mine so I'm doing everything I can to save the people he swore to protect.
God fucking dammit. Well, you better share with me when we get back.
Listen. Just take a second here. I know the Stormies have been killing you, and my buddy here may have just done it on accident, but just take a second and look at us.
>Gestures to himself and his filthy compatriots.
While we may not be the most welcoming group, I can assure you we're not the same stick up the ass retards like the Stormies. We know what it's like, all the violence and death of families. If you come with us and our unit we can at least due our best to keep the other Guards on the planet from killing you.
And trust me when I say this, you do not want to see where they were actually taking you.
How can we even trust you? We've... we've seen some of you, your mismatching uniforms are like those on the visions you where there on watcher's point... you... you did nothing to save them...
>The ex Bloodbowl player still wearing a Bloodletter head Loin cloth/Toolbelt and the two charred corpses being carried by Scions make their way into the pure white bedroom.
"Hey welcome back to DIY SOS with me Ozymandias Buckingham Jr, we've been helping out the Suarez family this week who have been.......I'm not fucking reading that.....what fine.......who...have....been...burning....the...candle...at....both...ends.."
>He looks at the two burnt bodies leaving a black trail round the all white room.
"In this room we wanted to bring a real purity to it by using a all white..."
>Looks at the black ash stained patchs on the carpet
>He stops talking as he watches Mrs Suarez's face literally fall off. The scion who's carrying her panics and chucks her body on the all white bed leaving a black patch and kicks ash up into the air as her body crumbles a little.
>The sick bastard carrying Mr Suarez comments in a poor heavily Russian Spanish accent
"She really has to take her face off before bed"
>OBJ gives him a look of pure hate sighs and leans over to the scion sergeant acting as the producer
"Kill him afterwards".
>The group leave the room and start making their way down stairs.
They're already wearing gasmasks.
Ah... time has arrived. I hope Virmanthras is recording his propaganda...
>The eyes of a civillian at the back of the group shine blue for a second.
>looking up from the medic patching him up, he lets out a sigh.
Not really sure... Morphines kinda kicking in right now... If it is then we spent to much time in the tunnels...
>The eyes of random civvies on the group seem to shine blue at random intervals and and whilst they do they aim and fire their guns at the closest guardsman.
>Inmediately after that they return to their normal selves and don't even know what's happenning
>It's like random spams.
>It's impossible to predict which civvies are affected and which not and it just take a second for it all to occur and repeat the process on another civillian and so on and so forth.
>It's all going to fast and too chaotic to know if there's someone unafected inside the group as those who did shoot don't remember it and react scared to the others shooting around them.
>There's no way to take an innocent out of this mess.
>On the meantime a daemonic laugh echoes through the tunnels.
Rolled 65 + 15 (1d100 + 15)
>pulls the hand away
I, -gasp- am asking you to reign in your men. Inquisitor Jackson says he can determine who is or isn't tainted. Life is the emperor's currency, sir. I would recommend spending it wisely
d100+15 rollan to persuade, Greely is good at manipulating people
>the hand starts crawling back. Unable to handle the flayer with one hand, he hooks it to his magnetic harness and readies the hellpistol
Rolled 73 + 15 (1d100 + 15)
Rolling to counter his charisma
Oh you are not Dmitry? The planet reeks of chaos taint all the way up he- What? Oh...
Actually we just had expired food on the bridge, no wonder I kept smelling something tainted everywhere...
Rolled 16, 23, 74, 78, 42, 40 = 273 (6d100)
Strum 3 demonic dosage. Quick
>the remaining men pull out pistols and start firing a powerful sedative into the affected ones
the dice gods are in my favor
I will NOT pull out my men, in fact, I have requisitioned for reinforcements.
Stay. Out. Of. My. Way.
Shit happens, apparently your shot missed aswell, shit sucks when the dice gods don't like you
>OBJ and 'Mr Suarez' both make their way back downstairs and ignore the scions using Pablo's body as fuel on the fire to heat up ration packs
"Like the bedroom a heavily white theme is carried on here, really bringing the house together. Allot of work went on here as the kitchen is often see as the heart of the ho..."
>Mr Suarez cough's back to life
>OBJ managed to spurt out as the Scions shouts over him.
"tchyo za ga`lima?"
>as he beats the once dead man back to death
>OBJ ever the professional quickly kicks the body under the table as he looks back at the camera.
"As you can The Suarez's Loved their new home and will be happy in it for the foreseeable future.
>Still on camera he starts making his way towards the front door ignoring the Pablo picnic going on in the front room
"You can see how living in the home changes their lives when we catch up with the family in next week's episode."
>A camera servo skull flys up high to get a angle with fits the whole house, construction crew and OBJ in shot. It also shows a few mass graves and a burning town.
>The crowd all make a O sign to the camera and shout
>The camera cut and fade to the closing titles.
>OBJ looks at the crew
"I'm never doing one of them again. How the FUCK are we doing next week?!?!?! Catch up with the Suarezs and see how they like the house? They're FUCKING dead burnt and beat corpses!!!..............Oh what? You can do that?.... Ok, CGI freaking rocks"
Rolled 11 (1d20)
I'm not asking you to pull out, I'm asking you to tell them not to murder everyone out of hand.
>Greely fires another shot off at his errant member
Rolled 4 + 15 (1d100 + 15)
And this is my last post for the night, dozing off... Nights all
What of sayings murder? Murder is crime, my men have only been purging tainted flesh. Purifying the populace.
Rolling for charisma, the inquisitor is good with people too
First, they aren't all tainted. Jackson says he can figure out who is or isn't infected.
Secondly, We have a bit of star power down here that your men seem taken with. If he asks them not to, they'll probably listen. You wouldn't want to be gainsaid by Ozymandias Buckingham Junior, would you?
>Greely looks at his arm, and realizes why he hasn't been bleeding. He didn't get it all and the taint is slowly creeping up his wrist.
It did....does...did, but it would just look like I'm ripping it off for shits and giggles now. I'd want to still go for it, but this is simply the way life works.
You can't have two Saints, it's just taking the piss.
personally I assumed that it was just anna subconsciously manifesting shit from her coma
>Crawls back over to the voxcaster.
"Tell your men to leave the civvies to us. It's really your best option at this point."
Well Alice got shot in the chest and died(Although from the perspective of the character who checked, she was just barely alive), only to be resurrected, along with vague dreams of a human that fit the bill for the Emperor's description Pre-Heresy.
To my knowledge(Which could be wrong), the Saintining that actually happened was just suddenly upon us.
Wait... What do you mean is that a- Ah Fuck! MEDIC!!! I NEED A MEDIC OVER HERE NOW!
Alright listen... I'm going to try to remove your gasmask alright so bear with me now... The gas should have dissipated now...
Dammit... Between the rumbling tunnels and you i:'m not exactly sure what to do...
>glancing between the opening in the ceiling from the explosion earlier, and down the tracks where everyone else is, he'd let out a sigh and grab Eta by the arm
Alright let's go... The inquisitors can shoot me later for this
Rolled 13 (1d100)
Not any walk, an' yer may thank me fer that!
>continues making a symbol on the ground, drawing it with blood slowly tricking from his now empty eye socket
rolling for hexagramatic ward
don't worry about it, I'm totally asking for it - pic related
Show? No, I bailed on him in order to try and convince the Inquisitor to have his men stop killing everyone. I don't think I succeeded, but I do have a backup plan.
Sorry, but I be still new to wards, an it not be very strong... There still be a risk o' the thing spreading. If it's still in yer, only thing I can try is 'ta ward yer.
I'm pretty sure it's gone. It wasn't bleeding when I cut the hand, but when i severed it at the elbow, it bled, hence the fire.
"Wings thing? I missed that, whatever it was. Also, I'm pretty sure Rogan doesn't speak High Gothic"
oh god im up to three captchas
" Ah whatever, not important. God emperor it is stressing to talk in low gothic all the time, I will never lose the accent...
So I heard we are doing a messy job. Lucky us that you have me
albeit not for longcause here you are."
>drops a chart in front of you, it looks like a map of this part of Somerius with a lot of red and blue dots on it and meltabombs drawings here and there
>sits down and stares at the ward with his mechanical eye while holding the emptied socket with his hand
Eh, good. Now, I suggest we let the wound bleed fer a moment, just 'ta be sure, before I put it together... Unless yer burnt it shut.
Hey LIX? You should probably change into a spare uniform or something. It'll be better than your suit, until you get it repaired.
>Alice leans back a bit and gestures to where LIX's backpack would be.
Aye, wish you would stay, but I understand.
Page nine. Want a new thread tonight or we're leaving it for monday?
I don't have any spare clothing down here... t-the other one is in our ship's quarters...
Other -one-? Lass, you have just as many Uniforms as me, with armour to....oooooh.
>Alice debates something for a second before shrugging her backpack off.
You can err...borrow mine, should fit you....more or less. I'll watch the door.
>Alice grabs the Bolter off the table and walks over to stand guard outside the room.
>Your pulled out the hole and blinded by all the cameras and lights
>OBJ looks up at you two disappointed
"OH Shit you guys ain't chicks!"
>He look around awkwardly at the cameras
"You mind if I put you back in the hole or something? You're kinda cramping my style"
" Am so GLAD you asked!"
>mutters something on the lines of "you idiot"
So, while you boys were busy doing whatever the Warp do you think an inquisitorial agent should- fighting? That's guard's work! I went and did some real important things. It is not easy with the massive whore around this planet full of daemons, m powers work... well let's say it is a real achievement that they work at all. Red dots are points in which I am reasonably sure loyalists are- but I guess they keep falling to heresy since the numbers of blue dots- heretic forces- is growing. And I advice we send the Valhallans there, hoping they all die horribly because I hate them."
Ok. We need to find OBJ and ask him if he can convince all the stormtroopers to stop killing everyone out of ha-
>Looks at his stump
-For no reason.
Blue for the enemy and red for us, huh? I guessed the opposite.
>"And there: She officially thinks of you stupid. There's no way she can't think that now."
>"At least she's keeping watch in case there's any perv around..."
>Quickly changes herself.
"The melta bombs, before you ask, are for place I would love to blow up"
>switches back to low gothic, needing more insults in her speech
Now I hope those valhallan teamkilling fucktards get killed before putting crap into Lady Wellesley's mind.
Also I have this weird impulse of punching the crap out of you and Jackson- well it is understandable for you, at least.
>whisper to him quietly enough to only be heard by Eta
I don't know... I think some Ogryn just saved us and is throwing bread for his pet that we escaped? I can't really understand him, his low Gothic is Emperor awful...
>Comes out fully changed.
I'm going to have to go shopping after today.
>She's even added the scarf she bought back at Praetoria to the set.
So uh... is this the part where I get my lecture or did I save myself from that after the last few turns of events?
I'll tell you what can you do forr me!
>draws her bolt pistol
Stop being a fucking moronn, that's what!
Low as my waprdammit current station may be I am still as much of a noble as you arre! So now listen, MILADY, you werre a fucking betterr interrogator before you became one!
Well I suppose if you -really- wanted one I could arrange it somet-
I'm...not sure what you mean, I was simply doing as is expected of me.
If my job decrees that I be more active in dealing with Heresy then so be it.
>clears his throat and attempts to imitate OBJ's dialect
"Hey, dude. These guys you were hanging out with were trying to harsh a lot of people's buzz earlier by straight-up killing them without checking whether or not they were heretics. They seem to recognize that you are the man and will do whatever you ask them. So as a favor to the Big I, could you try and get them to stop being a bunch of turbochoads about this?"
No you are being a moron, mooooooron!
Listening to teamkilling wastes of air and space, what do you think, that not carring for civilians makes you cool and inquisitorialish? For fuck's sakke! I am a mass murdered with a body count higher than my age and I still gott more decency than you!
If you wanted to KILL the people of the Imperium, the Psyker's campis the fucking otherr's side of the battlefield, pack your stuff and go.
>OBJ pause a few seconds before having a idea
>Picks up Eta puts him on his feet
>Looks at camera
"Hey Bro's being weak ain't gucci. What's top tier right now is showing these troglodytes how alpha you are by giving them a better life that they'll have to thank you every day for!"
>Gestures at Eta and Malek
"Look at these two, I literally pulled them out of a random hole! Granted I was fishing for pussy....but still.... point stands"
Highest ranking Inquisitor says that they need to go, then they need to go. Besides, I don't even know if it would be safe to send an Astropathic message to Alan asking his intervention, what with the Psychic....whatever Virmanthras became....
Bloody hell, you reckon it's fixable mate?
Damn it. did you remove the mask? Don't do it without the pressence of a doctor, your skin tissue might have merged with the one of the suit because of the heat.
>Walks him up to a bench.
Shit man, you're breathing fine right?
Also we've been a while in page 1' by now, new thread if this one is kill or not?
>slaps her on the face
>or rather tries, and anyway it is not a very strong slap
You are so full of shit, damn you.
>turns around ad makes to stomp away
I hope they gett you killed in doing your fucking duty then!
>Hits his commbead
Ok, anyone listening, I need any avaliable medics to the east camp entrance on the double. We've got someone with fire-based eye damage.
Alice. What if this was Pretoria?
>Looks at him dead serious.
1st: Dont make me laugh Battlegroup Vympel just left it devoid of any civillian life to make sure "the taint did not spread."
2nd: By your lack of accent I do believe you're not one of Battlegroup Vympel. Tell me, who you're assigned to? Greely and Anna? Jackson? Alice?
Good. Just sit here and wait. I'll get you some water, I hope greely finds a doctor soon.
>"A vindicare who's lost his sight... I hope it's not permanent because he's going to have a problem if it is..."
>Really tempted to break some craneums now.
Get back to your post, trooper. We should be mourning the death of the faithful, not making a show out of it.
>Fills a canteen with clean water for Eta.
If it was Praetoria then I wouldn't have a say in the matter, for much the same reason Commissars are never assigned to 'local' Regiments.
But if the taint was sufficient then.....t-they...would uh...d-do what needed to be done.
S-such is the way of the....Inquisition.
>Alice does seem bothered by the thought, if the stutter wasn't indication enough.
>Alice slowly and unsurely raises the Bolter.
Verasii's been giving material produced by Gospyria to various contacts of hers as a way to curry favor. Especially in the Ordo Malleus and the Mechanicus.
Speaking of the Mechanicus, I'm going to go get this replaced.
>Indicates his stump
>Rocks into camp followed by cameras
>Speaker servo skull dropping a dope beat
"I put my hand upon your hip, when I dip you dip we dip, You put your hand upon my hip,when I dip you dip we dip"
NO YOU WOULD HAVE NOT, stop acting like that. It makkes me want to put a bolterr shell in my brain, damn you!
How did you even, eheheh. Now you arre not even half the man you pretennd to be... quite LITERRALLY!