@NecroKnight I'm gonna wait for dany, I has faith
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The Hateful eight has me inspired, whose ready for a western RP?
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BLOOD FOR THE BLOOD GOD! SKULLS FOR THE SKULL THRONE! WHEN THE GALAXY BURNS, WE WILL DEFINE RIGHTEOUSNESS!
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[i]BLOOD FOR THE BLOOD GOD! SKULLS FOR THE SKULL THRONE! WHEN THE GALAXY BURNS, WE WILL DEFINE RIGHTEOUSNESS![/i]
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BLOOD FOR THE BLOOD GOD! SKULLS FOR THE SKULL THRONE!
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@agentmanatee
Can you reply? My char is a medic.
I guess I could... feels a bit weird but I can I giess
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@Dannyrulx aaawwwww...
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@Dannyrulx There, responded
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Ninke nodded at her, smiling a bit, although it still stung a bit to do so with the burn scars. "y-yes, I suppose it ehm, does suck.", she said, though she thought that may be an absolutely horrendous understatement.
As the woman explained how she lost her eye Ninke listened raptly, the story sounding rather different from her own experience in losing her limbs, and as she was offered the meat she decided it was only fair for her to explain as well. She looked firat at the angry red meat in her hands, large and greasy she gulped before digging in with as big a bite as she could without irritating her scars to much. The grease rend down her chin and stung, but the meat was odd. To her it was far spicier than she had expected, hot and juicy it may have been one of the best things she'd ever tasted on this fucking world. She smiled at the Cadian as she swallowed, grease and juices sting as it ran down her chin which she quickly wiped.
"N-no I am fine vith alcohol I just... have not had much yet heh.", she replied when the cadian woman mentioned she was not drunk yet.
"Eh-ehm I loost mine at seperate times. The arm was when I vas drawing ork fire from a concealed location und eet... well took it off below the elbow. I loost my foot in the final charge at the cathedral. I vas supposet to be in medicaid but I wanted to help... I ran into our Commissar und he died und... gave mee his peestol,", she lifted her poncho to show the Plasma pistol in its thermo holster before dropping it back down.
"Und I went to the line und... just kept shooting. A big ork uh... 'nob'? Yes, he charged me und sliced my leg up badly, and my foot... snapped ouf. After it was ovair the medics had too... amputate at the knee und a Psyker in ym regiment helped keep me alive und... now I have zees.", she gestured to her bionic limbs.
"Oh... and the scars...", she said more sadly, looking down at the ground and away from the Cadian woman, hiding the webbing of radiation and plasma burns across her face once again. she took a few more bites of the slab of meat in her hands, waiting for the womans response.
As the woman explained how she lost her eye Ninke listened raptly, the story sounding rather different from her own experience in losing her limbs, and as she was offered the meat she decided it was only fair for her to explain as well. She looked firat at the angry red meat in her hands, large and greasy she gulped before digging in with as big a bite as she could without irritating her scars to much. The grease rend down her chin and stung, but the meat was odd. To her it was far spicier than she had expected, hot and juicy it may have been one of the best things she'd ever tasted on this fucking world. She smiled at the Cadian as she swallowed, grease and juices sting as it ran down her chin which she quickly wiped.
"N-no I am fine vith alcohol I just... have not had much yet heh.", she replied when the cadian woman mentioned she was not drunk yet.
"Eh-ehm I loost mine at seperate times. The arm was when I vas drawing ork fire from a concealed location und eet... well took it off below the elbow. I loost my foot in the final charge at the cathedral. I vas supposet to be in medicaid but I wanted to help... I ran into our Commissar und he died und... gave mee his peestol,", she lifted her poncho to show the Plasma pistol in its thermo holster before dropping it back down.
"Und I went to the line und... just kept shooting. A big ork uh... 'nob'? Yes, he charged me und sliced my leg up badly, and my foot... snapped ouf. After it was ovair the medics had too... amputate at the knee und a Psyker in ym regiment helped keep me alive und... now I have zees.", she gestured to her bionic limbs.
"Oh... and the scars...", she said more sadly, looking down at the ground and away from the Cadian woman, hiding the webbing of radiation and plasma burns across her face once again. she took a few more bites of the slab of meat in her hands, waiting for the womans response.
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@Dannyrulx I'll respond in a bit, raiding
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@Dannyrulx That, is a hell of a feat.
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Ninke certainly wasn't growing in confidence surrounded by the roudy and quite drunk Cadians, seeing as she had been foolish enough to remain sober, only a very minor buzz so far from the amasec she had been taking swigs of during her stumbling walk here. Even with her poncho on the cold night air made her skin ache where it met bionics, she shook ever so slightly and wanted to get closer to the raging fire... but all the Cadians jostling about made a barrier to her entry. Finally they all went still and Ninke was able to get a bit farther into the crowd, and saw why.
One Cadian, a woman, was hacking away at one of those ork dog things on the spit that seemed to finally be roasting. After a couple swings she tore a large hunk of red meat from the big creature and triumphantly dug in, a cheer sounding from the surrounding men and women, who were now more than just Cadians, as they drew their own blades. a loud sort of pounding music started to be emitted from a vox nearbye as the woman announced they would 'be ahving a fucking party' to the drunk and enraptured crowd. As guardsemn joostled to get at the meat Ninke was again shoved aside, unready for the rush, and fell back. She hissed as she had landed on her right arm, irritating the harsh burns along it as she pushed herself back to her feet, feeling... defeated. She looked to the reviling group and wasn't sure she'd be able to...
That was about when the woman who had so triumphantly stood at the pyre and cut off the first hunks of meat approached her, clearly the woman was drunk as he words were ever so slightly slurred, and Ninke's eyes widened as she grabbed her left arm, the bionic one and quickly let go. Ninke shyly held the arm close to herself as she was asked how new it was and far more gently held it.
"N-new... very new joost a... ehm, couple days. I-its not my only one...", she said, gesturing sheepishly to her left leg as well.
She looked at the womans bionic eye, how lucky she was to not have been killed by something hitting her in the face. "Ehm, how oold ees your's?", she asked, glancing hungrily at the slabs of meat the woman had taken from the squig.
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One Cadian, a woman, was hacking away at one of those ork dog things on the spit that seemed to finally be roasting. After a couple swings she tore a large hunk of red meat from the big creature and triumphantly dug in, a cheer sounding from the surrounding men and women, who were now more than just Cadians, as they drew their own blades. a loud sort of pounding music started to be emitted from a vox nearbye as the woman announced they would 'be ahving a fucking party' to the drunk and enraptured crowd. As guardsemn joostled to get at the meat Ninke was again shoved aside, unready for the rush, and fell back. She hissed as she had landed on her right arm, irritating the harsh burns along it as she pushed herself back to her feet, feeling... defeated. She looked to the reviling group and wasn't sure she'd be able to...
That was about when the woman who had so triumphantly stood at the pyre and cut off the first hunks of meat approached her, clearly the woman was drunk as he words were ever so slightly slurred, and Ninke's eyes widened as she grabbed her left arm, the bionic one and quickly let go. Ninke shyly held the arm close to herself as she was asked how new it was and far more gently held it.
"N-new... very new joost a... ehm, couple days. I-its not my only one...", she said, gesturing sheepishly to her left leg as well.
She looked at the womans bionic eye, how lucky she was to not have been killed by something hitting her in the face. "Ehm, how oold ees your's?", she asked, glancing hungrily at the slabs of meat the woman had taken from the squig.
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The Space Marines doubled back, Captain Arash growling as the flighty Eldar had simply fallen back, he had managed to cut down but two dire avengers as the rest fell back in the wake of their armor. The Fire prisms drove the marines into cover, and the wraithlord pushed them back to the PDF's line. squad Vicinius lost two brothers to the Fire Prisms, there bodies vaporised in the blast causing the rest of the squad to sewar vengeance as they fell back. Taking cover behind one of the thick ferrocrete and plasteel walls of a barricade the Captain was Joined by Veteran sergeant Hasou, who grunted uncomfortably. His spine had become compressed in the landing, and the loud pops of it righting itself could be heard over his vox, "Captain, the Xenos have us pinned. Where is Honoured brother Ramos??", Captin Arash looked to the skies, and saw the smoke trail leading into the distance... a smile creeping onto his face that could practically be heard in his response, "Showing these xenos what happens when you try to stop a drop pod from landing in its intended DZ."
The jetbikes came within firing distance of the pod about a minute before it opened. The twisted wreck seemed for a moment like it wouldn't open at all, partially buried in the soft earth of the plain... then the sound of creaking metal and screaming servo's sounded as a door was wrenched open, the dark and smokey interior obscuring its occupant... but his voice could easily be hear through his amplified vox speakers.
"+I AM DEATH. COME FROM THE FIRES OF NOCTURNE TO SHOUT YOUR DEMISE TO THE HEAVENS-AND CARRY YOUR TWISTED SOULS TO THE IMMATERIUM UPON GREAT GOUTS OF PURIFYING FLAMES+", announced the Dreadnought as its weapons cycled to fire. First was the storm bolter at its wrist, missing its targets due to the blind nature of the volley. But, as it stepped out its true weaponry was now on full display. The massive multi melta made a sickening whine as it charged, and fired. The arcing beams of super heated purple energy vaporised two unlucky Wind riders before they could react. The Eldar had shot down the wrong drop pod this day.
Arash surveyed the enemies positions. The Fire Prisms were in heavy cover and firing pinning lances around the heads of the marines and their PDF allies who fired blindly at them while the Wraithlord picked of anyone who stayed out of cover too long, mostly foolish or unlucky PDF but several marines had been wounded.
"Hasou, take Berkath's squad and hit the prism on the right flank, get around them. You melta gun and brother Visath's Melta cannon should make short work of it, I will deal with the other shortly.", Hasou nodded and took off without another word to link up with Berkath and his squad.
Arash turned to the PDF Major who sat next to him, the man fired his bolt pistol at the far away enemy before popping back down, shuriken fire shredding the top of the two commanders cover.
"My Lord, what would you have of me and my men?", he asked excitedly, the older man clearly happy to be in real combat. Arash smiled at seeing such enthusiasm amongst the common soldiers.
"Hahaha, do not worry Major your time will come. for now provide covering fire for us, soon the xenos will be forced back, and then we will re-take this city!", with that arash hurried down the line, eager to get into the thick of it
The jetbikes came within firing distance of the pod about a minute before it opened. The twisted wreck seemed for a moment like it wouldn't open at all, partially buried in the soft earth of the plain... then the sound of creaking metal and screaming servo's sounded as a door was wrenched open, the dark and smokey interior obscuring its occupant... but his voice could easily be hear through his amplified vox speakers.
"+I AM DEATH. COME FROM THE FIRES OF NOCTURNE TO SHOUT YOUR DEMISE TO THE HEAVENS-AND CARRY YOUR TWISTED SOULS TO THE IMMATERIUM UPON GREAT GOUTS OF PURIFYING FLAMES+", announced the Dreadnought as its weapons cycled to fire. First was the storm bolter at its wrist, missing its targets due to the blind nature of the volley. But, as it stepped out its true weaponry was now on full display. The massive multi melta made a sickening whine as it charged, and fired. The arcing beams of super heated purple energy vaporised two unlucky Wind riders before they could react. The Eldar had shot down the wrong drop pod this day.
Arash surveyed the enemies positions. The Fire Prisms were in heavy cover and firing pinning lances around the heads of the marines and their PDF allies who fired blindly at them while the Wraithlord picked of anyone who stayed out of cover too long, mostly foolish or unlucky PDF but several marines had been wounded.
"Hasou, take Berkath's squad and hit the prism on the right flank, get around them. You melta gun and brother Visath's Melta cannon should make short work of it, I will deal with the other shortly.", Hasou nodded and took off without another word to link up with Berkath and his squad.
Arash turned to the PDF Major who sat next to him, the man fired his bolt pistol at the far away enemy before popping back down, shuriken fire shredding the top of the two commanders cover.
"My Lord, what would you have of me and my men?", he asked excitedly, the older man clearly happy to be in real combat. Arash smiled at seeing such enthusiasm amongst the common soldiers.
"Hahaha, do not worry Major your time will come. for now provide covering fire for us, soon the xenos will be forced back, and then we will re-take this city!", with that arash hurried down the line, eager to get into the thick of it
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@Rultaos Glad Ninke could lead someone to a cookout and then be swiftly forgotten xD
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