Hey JayK, what Chapter is your Space Marine in? Or do you wish to keep that hidden?
[size=9]Turn 16: Green Vs Green: Contest of Self-Inflected Pain[/size]
Stare at the Valkyrie. Really stare at it. As I do so, there will be dust blowing around and possibly a space tumbleweed. The camera will be about a metre behind me, and close to the ground. You are going to work, Valkyrie, if I have to carry you into the air and throw you to our destination.
Fix that engine.
(4) You roll up your (metaphorical) sleeves and stare down the machine, all the while a tumbleweed blows past (much to the confusion of everyone else). You're going to get this thing flying, even if you have to push it.
(5) You furiously work on the that engine, drawing ever bit of knowledge you know. After what felt like days of works (when it must have only been half an hour at most), you back away from it, having done everything you can. You put the hatch down, then head to the cockpit. you press the On button, and wait. Beep. Beep. VROOOOOOOM. It works. IT WORKS! (+2 mechanic)
I gotz sum boyz now! We'z is da BLOOD BRUZAS!
"We needs sum Grotz! You boyz seen any Grotz 'round 'ere?!"
(3) You name your new group the Blood Bruzas (whatever that means) and ask your Boyz if they had they see any grots. They shake their heads, explaining that they had seen any other green skin since everyone scattered. You tell the gits to return to your "camp" and you go looking for yourself
(2) but you find none.
Call for help, explaining that I got stuck trying to dig up the buried treasure, and whoever helps me out can have it.
(5) You shouted for help, lying the fact that you are stuck under the mass of concrete because of digging for treasure, rather than the much crazier truth. You offer the "buried treasure" to those that are willing to help, and one of the Eldar agrees to help. You decide to try to lift the stuff off by yourself,
(2-1)(4-1) but you are unable to move your arms, but you think the servo arms might have moved an inch. (+1 servo arm)
I build a new power klaw, and hook my cutting torch up to it.
(4) You once again begin looking over the various scrap metal and other gubbins, to make yourself another power klaw.
(1) You begin by taking a few plates of metal and screwing the pieces into your arm and...uh oh. You scream in pain over your slight miscalculation, but you do not take them out in fear of what would happen if you take out the screws.
Study the parasites to determine if they are part of Grandfather Nurgle's plan. Become aware of the people who wandered off and are about to become genestealer chow...
(6) You look over the parasites that you had acquired, attempting the figure as to whether they are of the design of Nurgle or one of his heralds.
(1) You decide that the best way to figure this out is by using yourself as an experiment, and you inject the eggs into yourself. It was only until it was too late that you realize how stupid that was. You also attempt to psychically connect to the one that have wandered off.
(3) You only get the faintest feeling of where they are and that they are in danger.
Suggest to the Space Marine that we forget all about who followed who and all that and instead look for Shoot the crap out of whatever it is scuttling about.
(5) You tell the Space Marine that he should forget the whole business about you following him (although not in those words exactly) and that he should more focus on those things about to turn you into chunks.
(3) You manage to hit one of them in the arm
(5-1) and the arm goes flying, but that is not enough to stop it.
(2) you attempt to fire off another shot, but it goes wide.
I kill those alien scum. The genestealers, not the tau. Not yet anyways.
(6) You grab your bolter, but refuse to drop your loot in order to switch to your good hand. You fire the holy weapon at the bug xeno
(5-1), hitting one in the chest.
(3-1), but the bolt round bounces off, which confuses the heck out of you. (+2 marksman)
Zerg Rush! kekekeke!
Two the of the Genestealers get into melee with the Space Marine and the two, while the one that got the blunt of the shots lags behind.
(6,2,4,6) They deliver an onslaught of attacks onto the pray,
(3,3,6) but most of them barely scratches the Marine's power armor. One, however, punches through Shas'Shavon's stealth suit, pricing the pilot's soft flesh.
(6) But Shas'Shavon finds heroic resolve with in him, and continues to stand through sure willpower and rage, despite a massive claw inside his abdomen. The Genestealer readies another attack, when it finds that it's claw is stuck.
Report to "Camp"
(3) The four Orks walks into the "Camp" that their new boss mentions. They find several non-Orks there, but they do see a Mek Boy, so they simply believe that that they are working for the warboss as well.
Name: Brother Divum Aequoreus
Gender: Male
Faction: Spess Mehreen
Status:
Burned right handSkills:
Novice Marksman (3/4)
Novice Swordsman (1/4)
Dabbling Debater (1/2)
Novice Tech-marine (0/4)
Debbling Searcher (1/2)
Novice negotiator (0/4)
Equipment: Power Armor, chainsword, boltgun, armful of weapons.
Background: He's a warrior in the service of the goddamn God-Emperor, so he has spent all his life killing stuff that said God-Emperor has deemed heretical or otherwise deserving of death.
Name:Shas'Shavon Monat
Gender:Male
Faction:Tau
Status: Mangled Torso/Organs,
Pain,
Heavily bleedingSkills:
Competent Ambusher (3/8) (+1 to all actions)
Novice Markstau (3/4)
Dabbling Persuader (1/2)
Equipment:Pulse Rifle with marker light,
XV-22 battlesuit,
Rail Rifle.
Background: An excellent shot even for a Tau and with a knack for surviving dangerous missions Shavon was selected for the Special Forces Cadres where he served for only 2 years.
Name: Alai
Gender: Male
Faction: Eldar
Status: Healthy
Skills:
Novice Fighter (1/4)
Novice Markseldar (1/4)
Dabbling Searcher (1/2)
Dabbling Medic (1/2)
Novice Warp Jumper (2/4)
Tough (0/4)
Novice Mechanic (0/4)
Equipment: Soulstone, Warp Spider Exarch armour, Power Blades, Monofilament Rifle, Jump Generator.
Background: A Warp Spider Exarch of the Altansar craftworld, Alai was separated from his home during the battle for Belial IV. Since there is even less information on Altansar's whereabouts than there is on the other craftworlds, he has yet to return.
Name:Handren Dedra
Gender:Male
Faction: Eldar outcast
Status: Healthy...you hope
Skills:
Competent Markseldar (2/8) (+1 to all To Hit rolls)
Novice Ambusher (0/4)
Novice Searcher (0/4)
Chaos knowledge (0/4)
Equipment: Soulstone, Ranger Long Rifle, Suriken Pistol, torn chameleon cloak, light armor, 2
Plasma Grenades, Melta BombBackground (optional)
Handren was originally from the Craftworld Ulthwe, but took the path of the outcast and became a ranger. He wandered for many years, returning to his Craftworld only in times of need and to accept tasks from the seers.
Name: Gobfang Wortbad
Gender: Male
Faction: Ork mekboy
Status:
Screws in his armSkills:
Novice Shoota Boy (0/4)
Competent Mekboy (4/8) (+1 to all actions)
Novice Kunnin' Boy (0/4)
Dabbling improve fighter (1/2)
Equipment: kustom shoota
Grip), 'eavy armor,
Cutting Torch, Mek tools
Background: e's on a quest. A quest to get enuff dakka!
Name: Tooftaka Gitbasha
Gender: Oi! Wuts dat thingz yoo 'umiez wot callz wumminz? Da Orks don' need no wumminz! Weez iz Orks!
Faction: Ork, Whatever group happens to call him Boss at the moment.
Status: Orky
Starting skills: Novice Choppa Ork (3/4)
Novice Warboss (2/4)
Dabbling Rider (1/2)
Starting equipment: Me best Choppa, Me Ol' Armor, Sack o' Teef
Background: A particularly large and capable Ork who fancied himself a leader, who came to the planet in the hopes to gather the best Orks he can find, and get himself a proper Waaaaagh going, with which he can overrun all the other factions on the planet.
Allies: 4 Choppa Boyz (4/5)
Name:RAM
Gender: N/A
Faction: Chaos Space Marines, Nurgle, Plague Trooper.
Status: About as healthy as a corpse, infected with parasites.
Skills: Novice Cook (2/4)
Competent Medic (1/8) (+1 to all actions)
Novice Swordmarine (1/4)
Novice Persuader (0/4)
Equipment: Power Armour, Plague Sword, Plasma gun, cauldron(with food), Used Medi-pack, minus 1 syringe.
Background: An ancient and insane worshipper of Nurgle who seeks to promote health in others so that they are better able to appreciate and maintain Nurgle's gifts.
Name: Sensei
Gender: M
Faction: SPEEEEESSSS MUHREEEEEENS!
Status: Healthy, Trapped, King of Weasel Land.
Skills: Novice Pilot (2/4)
Novice Techmarine (2/4)
Novice Servo Arm User (1/4)
Novice Searcher (0/4)
Equipment: Repair kit, booze (The only necessary ration!), Laspistol,
Servo arms,
LascannonBackground: Marine Flight Engineer. Tendency to drink on the job. Which is why my ship is upside-down in that building over there. Grumpier sober than buzzed.
Name: TA-782C
Faction: Imperium,
Status: Gaping hole in armor.
Skills: Flying, Armored, Carrying Capacity
Equipment: Lascannon
Faction: Imperium
Status: Ready for War.
Skills: Carrying Capacity, Heavily Armored, Machine Spirit
Equipment: Twin Linked Heavy Bolter, 2 Twin Linked Lascannons
Faction:Ork
Status: Healthy, Pink
Skills: Fast
Equipment: TL Dakkaguns, Ejector Seat, Turbo (currently empty), Cup Holder, Hidden Compartment, Self-Destruct Button, DVD Player, Skorcha
3 Genestealers:
Fraction: Tyranids
Status: Heathy, Hungry, 1 missing arm
Skills: Fleet of claws (+2 speed), multi-limbs (+1 attack)
Equipment: Rending Claws (-1 armor penetration) Hard Carapace (+1 armor)
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