SomeChap

Imperium [Warhammer 40,000 Only War]

Yeah man, it's awesome. Plus at least two of you should have comrades anyway.

Imperium [Warhammer 40,000 Only War]

@Al Looks good man.

@MaxxRocker Plz no, I surrender. Also, a bit of a reality check here - by shooting our comrades you can literally bring us back from the dead I mean...damn, you one scary mofo.

Imperium [Warhammer 40,000 Only War]

The Commissar demands tribute.

@MaxxRocker

Just try not to BLAM us just yet :D

Imperium [Warhammer 40,000 Only War]

You are the fighting men and women of the Imperial Guard, each of you stands as one of the humanity's greatest hopes for their continued survival. It is through your sacrifice and courage that the Imperium has been able to last for long against the tide of horrors that seek to destroy from both the inside and out. Be it savage Orks, insidious Heretics, or the foul ways of the Eldar, you stand to hold the line against them and turn them back into the depths of their murky lairs. Know only this: The Universe is a vast place and there is never a shortage of bodies for the grinder. You will not be missed.

Your battles will be harsh, hard-won affairs that will claim the lives and blood of many. Pray to the Emperor that the blood spilt is not your own... While it is a common phrase, it must be said. "Welcome to Hell."

I am aiming for a smaller group of people (hence the four spots) to fill this RP. Do note that more or less all books are useable here, provided you follow the rules regarding it of course. This will be rules-lite however, so note that not every single rule will be enforced but rolling will still be a mainstay of combat and skill checks.

Primary PDFs:

My Hider

http://www.mediafire.com/download/s3vbfw9dq3dzaau/Only+War.zip

Character Sheets:

My Hider

https://images-cdn.fantasyflightgames.com/filer_public/fb/23/fb23a582-51af-4d48-8ec4-3f329d3a1465/only_war_character_sheet_high-res.pdf

@MaxxRocker
@EpicFace
@Al
@thorgili

Imperium [Warhammer 40,000 Only War]

Alright, so we have four people interested I think that is enough. I'll begin work on the OOC tonight.

Imperium [Warhammer 40,000 Only War]

Brave men of the Imperial Guard, you stand as one of humanity's last, best, hopes of survival. Each of you is a stalwart shield against the horrors of this universe, each man expected to go above and beyond the call of duty and put his life on the line to ensure a brighter future for mankind as a whole. You are not the genetically enhanced super-soldiers of the Adeptus Astartes, for each of you is but a human in body and mind, equipped to hold the line against the Xenos and Hetrical foes of the Imperium. Just remember that the galaxy is a vast place, and no matter what: No one will miss you. Where you stand and died for this cause, ten more will take your place. You are expendable, but it is through your grit, determination, and sheer luck that you live to see the next day.

This RP, shall be set in the tabletop game system known as Only War, wherein you play as a gallant member of the Emperor's Hammer, the Imperial Guard. The system used in this RP will be “Rules Lite” so that we are not bogged down by constant nuisances.
I will be looking for four people to join in this war zone, I would prefer people with some experience but all are welcome provided they wish to be reasonable.

And remember, the universe is a grim place. Death is common, so make sure to bring a comrade.

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@MaxxRocker

Valiant Heroes, Vile Heresies [Warhammer 40,000 Death Watch]

Brother Librarian Artenius simply gave a drawn out sigh when he heard the two battle brothers begin to argue with each other. The Librarian was too occupied trying to figure out what actually occurred to even care about the two brothers and their petty bickering. Gently picking up one of the Xenos firearms, he gave it a general look over to confirm that there was indeed no signs of battle nor damage upon its surfaces. The weapon's drab olive colouration was unblemished as a whole if anything it seemed factory new, even lacking any sort of paint chipping that was so common when stationed in the battlefield.

Setting aside the gun, he remained kneeling for several seconds, reaching out into the warp to deliver a very clearly precise message into the minds of the Son of Russ and Dark Angel, it went as such: “Cease this petty squabble, at once.” With luck, neither of them would come to blows. Turning his mind from either of them, Artenius grabbed hold of a Tau uniform and looked over it, also ensuring that it held no battle damage upon its surface, which it did not as the surface was totally lacking in blemishes.

Roughly dropping the armour before him before standing himself up with some effort, the Librarian motioned for the kill-team to follow him into the depths of the Tau fortress, though it seemed as though they had other ideas. Given his chapter of origin, he repressed the emotions he felt towards the pair, their bickering was not impressive to the Librarian, but he wouldn't voice these concerns, not yet.

Valiant Heroes, Vile Heresies [Warhammer 40,000 Death Watch]

Brother Librarian Artenius was solemn about the loss of yet another battle brother to the insidious Xenos that plagued this planet. He vowed that he would seek out the target and slay him, even if those around him would not do as such. The librarian marched onwards however, they were ever nearing the alien stronghold and where their target resided, no doubt they would be in high alert and in a state of panic at the massive chaos fleet above them. “Wonder how long the Tau will last on this world, that fleet up top seems huge compared to the normal fare.” His words were bleak and monotone, cycling out all emotions from his voice.

“We are nearing the Tau stronghold, be ready brothers for the enemy draws near, we must remain vigilant lest we lose another to the whims of the enemy” The Librarian spoke to his battle brothers, though no doubt they could already see that the fortress was swiftly becoming closer due to their rapid pace. “I hope you are all ready for the incoming storm.”

You are now at the gates of the Tau fortresses, no sentries nor guards come to ward you off and there is an eerie quietness about the place. A quick auspex scan shows that this is indeed the place you were to go to, however there is not a single Xenos in sight. Outside the gates, a single pulse rifle is resting neatly alongside a full suit of Tau combat armour – it bears no damage of any sorts, and has been laid out neatly as though someone took time and patience to fold so neatly and so precisely. Even the warrior's grenades have been left out in an organised little row next to the rifle. Something is most certainly not right here.

"Careful brothers, the taint of the warp dwells within..."

Ere' we go! Ere' we go! Ere' we go! - WH40K Ork RP [Lookin' for boyz an grotz]

Deep within the bowels of the rok, Vurbukk Wrenchsmacka was busy toiling away on his latest project. He was busy hammering sheets of steel alongside corrugated iron into a loosely shield-shaped construction, though he had painted the whole thing a bright shade of blue alongside checks and dags of white. on a black background. The idea had come to him recently, the idea that sometimes a shield just wasn't enough to stop the enemy's dakka entirely. "Oi! Grot! Go off and fetch me da drill!" He commanded his grot orderly, Obud, who was soaked in oil and mechanical grease. The grot scampered off in the rough direction of the device, only to have a rivet barely skim his head, and the shouted anger of "Not dat way ya git!" Follow soon after.

Vurbrukk had personally nicked...looted, the drill from a rather boorish nob after a particularly fierce battle with a techmarine from the Imperial Fists. The drill itself was a old breeching auger, ripped from the still twitching corpse of the slain techmarine. Vurbrukk held the item akin to that of his most prized of possessions that a life of looting and stealing brings, with care he used the tool to further the ramshackle device he was building. "And dat should do it...I fink." He mused to himself, setting aside the drill and hefting the shield. His design had accounted for the innate durability of the shield, as a small personal shield generator was concealed next to the shield's handle.

With a prideful yank, Vurbrukk pulled the chain that would start up the hastily constructed shield generator, and it worked rather well...for a time. With a minor explosion caused by massive internal failure, the shield generator fizzled out of life leaving the Mekboy blackened with soot and sporting a rather toothy smile. "Bah, needz more calibrashunz anyway...could just give it to dat zoggin' loo-"

His words were cut short by the shrieking tone of a messenger grot, as it exclaimed its message. "Da kaptain wontz ta see ya!" The grot was soon knocked unconscious, however, as a spanner was lobbed at his head by the mekboy for his transgression.
"Git should learn not ta shout at 'iz bettaz." Verbrukk muttered before gesturing for his grot orderly to follow him to the kaptain's lair. Obud deftly managed to scramble up the mek's armour to loosely sit on one of the ork's immense pauldrons.

Both of them walked with haste to the Kaptain's room, though Verbrukk expected the worst from it all - if nothing else, he hadn't nicked anything, yet...

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With a decidedly hushed walk he entered the Kaptain's lair with his grot, though he shirked somewhat at the sight of all the Nobz before him. Verbrukk loved and hated them, most were morons yet forever the domineering sorts. The mekboy loosely looked over the room with passive interest in what was mounted on the walls and all the trophies that were strewn about the place. There was a gun that took his fancy, but stealing that would take a rather elaborate plan and best left for later...

Verbrukk was not most pleased by those arrayed around him, he wasn't even the big mek on the ship...yet, but he knew too well that this would probably turn violent at a moments notice. He kept to himself, giving praise only the current kaptain.

Ere' we go! Ere' we go! Ere' we go! - WH40K Ork RP [Lookin' for boyz an grotz]

@SomeChap That's perfectly fine, me too, just tell me next time, please. :)

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Well..I just wrote up a post and the site decided that it NEEDED to crash... I'll write it again. It'll be done by the next 30 minutes probably.