The guards of the Imperium.

[WitchChild]

It's 41st millienium. Humanity has conquered countless of worlds and the danger lurks everywhere for the Imperium of man, within and without. Heresy and Chaos bombards the purest of souls with corruption and temptation. Xenos constantly attack far colonies in the far reaches of space. The front line if defense are the Imperial Guard. Millions of men and woman fight and die for the Imperium and the golden throne where the Emperor sits in his deathlike state. All his loyal servants go and fight for him and humanity. In the war for the defense of the Imperium and it's people everyone is of importance, to the lowest of slave upon an Imperial cruiser to the most venerable Space Marine Chapter Lord. All must do their part to serve the Imperium, for in the grim dark future, there is only war.

-Audio Diary of Private Lexus Fernadan-

Entry 023: It's been a week since me and my unit came to this place and already it's like living hell. It's damp and cramped and did I mention the orks that fall down like rain on this forsaken place? We are on [Error:Data Corrupted] and just as we are deployed the place is over run by orks. Obviously the big hat man won't tell us a thing and he killed Kal and Josh just for questioning the tactics we are using and going to the privy at a bad time. I better stay away from him any chance I get, don't want to get in sight of his laspistol. My unit has mostly been on guard duty so we don't get that much action, thank the throne. I heard a single guardsmen unit was torn a part by just one of those greenskinned shitbags. And those little guys, gretchin I think they are called, are just horrifying despite the fact they barely come up to the hip. I sure wish to rather be on one of those Lemann Russ tanks. Good thing that the colonists were evecuated. I sure wish to have guard duty on that ship.

In the barracks I heard that the commander is recruiting some of us to join some special group. I don't know about the rest but I'd rather not be the one chosen. Those guys will probably go into the thick of that green sea of slaughter.

I got to see one of those greenskins' corpse a few days ago. How the hell do they even function? Their weapons is like something my son would make when he was still a toddler. There is no rime nor logic to how they work. It's like they will the bullets out.

I miss my Judy. I wish to see her and my boy again. I hope he is growing up fast. I haven't seen them for nearly a terran year now. He is probably thinking that I am some hero and that I am bound to be a commissar when I get back and my brother is most likely taking care of them. Damn tears, probably the dust in this place. What was that sound?

"WAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAGH" BY THE THRONE NO- *splat*
Puneh Hu-mans. Dis planed Belong to deh Orks. WAAAAAAGH

-End of audio log-

[This log is to be returned to private Fernadan's ex-wife and her husband]

You are a part of the Imperial Guard. Cadia is your homeworld and are one of few that are recruited into Commander Herder's special unit.

List of attire:

Combat fatigues
Shirt
Undershirt
Socks X4
Undergarments
Greatcoat
Rain Overalls
Combat boots
Full body flak armor
Webbing
Leg Gaiters
Belt and holsters
Field Rucksack
Helmet with microbead


List of Arms/Ammunition and Maintenance of:

Lasgun
Spare power packs x4
Combat knife
Autopistol with 5 mags and holster
Frag grenades x4
Range finder
Lasgun maintenance kit
Muzzle rod and swab
Toolbox


List of medical supplies:

Standard swabs
Salt tablets
Water purifying tablets
Food supplement tablets
Gaurd issue medi-pack


List of Tools:

9-70 Entrenching tool
Hand axe
Multi-purpose tolkit
Lamp-pack


Other items:

Mess kit
Canteen
Water bag
Canvas sack
Blanket
Sleeping bag
Field glasses
Gas mask
Dry rations
Dog tags
Tent with everything
Whistle
Uplifting Primer
Tape
Tinder box
Grooming kit

1 player may be an Acolyte of the inquisition under the command of Inquisitor Kain of the Ordo Hereticus. To win is to give me a very compelling Character Sheet via PM. The results will be given after a couple of days.

Note: You may be any sortof unit that is from the Imperial guard. Ratling, Ogryn, Kasrkin etc.

Name:
Age:
Gender:
Rank:
Unit:
Appearance: (picture not necessary but is nice anyways ^^ Cartoons, Anime and Photos Accepted)
Equipment: (Not needed for plain guards(wo)men)
Bio: (Not necessary but Nice and would be good for the rp. Skipped then default is Just drafted)

Name:
Age:
Gender:
Appearance:
Equipment:
Bio:
(THis is just basic but you may do the character sheet anyway you like with this one. Make it fancy ^^)

IC

[Kirlov]

Name: Amriel Medvedev
Age: 43
Gender: Male
Rank: Commissar
Unit: Turthol 5th Armored Legion
Appearance: Amriel is a tall dark(tanned) skinned man with a hint of gray already showing in his short black hair. He lost his left hand during action against a Chaos uprising. It was replaced by a mechanical one by the artificers of his unit. He has sharp facial features and a grim expression majority of the time. He has a habit of wearing a panel on his shoulder, taken from the carapace of one of the massive scorpions that inhabit his homeworld.

Equipment: Bolt Pistol, power sword, Carapace Armor, Commissariat uniform with a brown sash from service with his Turthol unit.
Bio: Amriel was born on the desert world of Turthol, in the Pyros system, home of the Promethean Fists chapter of the Astartes. Amriel is famed for leading his troopers into siege breaking charges, on foot and from a tank. While his actions are applauded by many of his fellow commissars, though the sheer number of casualties from his troops have many generals shaking their heads. While his methods are often questioned, none can argue that his speeches are anything but inspiring. Many times he has held the lines when his own troops lie dead around him. When word reached his ears of the new unit being formed he figured they would need a good commissar so he signed up. He hasn't yet met any of the troopers in the unit.

[LTDan]

Hmm can I create a squad?

[WitchChild]

It depends. How large a squad?

[WitchChild]

And I accept your character Kirlov.

[LTDan]

1. Squad Leader - Staff Sergeant
2. A Team Leader - Seregent
3. MG gunner - Specialist
4. Grenadier - Specialist
5. Rifleman - Private First Class
6. B Team Leader - Seregent
7. MG gunner - Specialist
8. Grenadier - Specialist
9. Rifleman - Private First Class

[WitchChild]

I want this to be very character based RP so the absolute maxiumum of a squad I'd accept would be 5.

[WitchChild]

Tell you what. Make them compelling characters and I will accept them.

[LTDan]

Each compelling!?

Jesus thats a lot of work.

[WitchChild]

Unless you intend them to be cannon fodder later. I want this rp to be very character based, not action based.