Corleonis

Subject: Re: Corleonis Sun Feb 27, 2011 4:40 pm

**The ork warboss looks over the space marine scout, laughing. "Dis' is what dey call Da Empra's foinest? You, weak 'umie, I ain't gonna kill ya, you'z gonna do me a favor, you'z gonna tell your warboss Da' 'Amma 'Eads iz 'ere, and dis planet is moine, and that 'is 'ead is gonna be on me pointy stik! If you know whats good for ya, you and your marine git friends will RUN." A stormboy comes up behind the beaten scout, grabbing him and dragging him outside, he lights himself up and blasts away into the air, when he comes near the city, he flies low, dropping the scout marine in the crater the strike cruiser left. The beaten and bruised scout falls into the hard ground and rolls to a stop. The stormboy is shot out of the air and careens off into a tree, exploding.

**The orkz pursue the Tau in the stealth suit,"Dat bug-eye took da' 'umie and crashed, less' kill 'um!" A group of orkz lead by a couple of nobs break off from the camp on alert, and charge after the crashed Tau with a deff dread supporting them.

Subject: Re: Corleonis Sun Feb 27, 2011 4:41 pm

The two remaining XV8 suits fire from stealth, quickly obliterating the ravager as they call for evac.

"Shas'O Kais is down, I repeat, Shas'O Kais is down. Need air caste support."

North of the city the orca dropships are scrambled into action.

The crisis suits move to secure the fallen Shas'O and are soon laying heavy fire down against the arriving squads thanks to one of the suits having a burst cannon and launching his sms.

[ooc] Fuck you jack, DE get raped by tau so easily.

Subject: Re: Corleonis Sun Feb 27, 2011 4:51 pm

The Scout Sergeant drops his sniper rifle as they sail into the air. As soon as they land, he boldly yells into the face of the Tau. "YOU FOOL! YOU'VE RUINED ANY CHANCE OF A DECISIVE VICTORY!" Before he can attack the Commander, however, the Dark Eldar weaponry fires overhead. "And now we die, xeno." But as the Tau make quick work of the Dark Eldar, the Scout Sergeant loses hope of death. Perhaps it is better, he reasons, as the Dark Eldar are far less kind to their victims.

Meanwhile, the Scout group near the Chaos outpost remains in position. "That dark ritual should be stopped, whatever purpose it may serve. But do not open fire until reinforcements arrive." The Scouts nod, and four sniper rifles take aim at the heads of the heretics. Two Assault Squads and a single Tactical Squad near the Chaos base.

Aboard the Strike Cruiser, a lone Techmarine and a small army of servitors attends the targeting system for the ship-to-planet weaponry. The Techmarine contacts Gladius. "This damage is not merely with targeting. That last volley overloaded several vital components of the firing system. Fortunately, they can be repaired, but it will take more time."

"Damn. Then our ground forces will have to do without it for now."

"This is Chapter Master Exverum to all ground forces. We have temporarily lost Orbital bombardment capability. Continue with your objectives, however. Faith shall win this battle."

Subject: Re: Corleonis Sun Feb 27, 2011 4:52 pm

[OOC]: Tau need a faction thread.

Subject: Re: Corleonis Sun Feb 27, 2011 4:52 pm

[OOC]: Yes, yes they do.

Subject: Re: Corleonis Sun Feb 27, 2011 5:32 pm

** Unfortunately for the space marine snipers, the ritual is going on inside a hole in the middle of the outpost, which is there exactly because snipers have the tendency of sniping people performing rituals.

To add to the distress of any space marines watching, the heretics, between their periods of stabbing themselves and cackling, are beginning to fall over, dead, with an empty void in their eyes, as their last hope of ever doing something meaningful are dashed as whatever is in the box devours their lives.

The chaos marines continue scanning the environment, one thinks that they see something, and then is hit by a wave of drug-induced pleasure, and forgets about what he saw.

** On a desolate world in the eye of terror, whose description would not be meaningful expect for the express purpose of inciting unrest or fear in the enemies of chaos, there is a factory, inhabited by the horrors of the warp and churning out weapons corrupted by them. In one particular room, there are six chaos space marines, five stand against a wall, and two stand over a basin, in which is yet another void in whatever portion of reality remains on the damned planet exists. In this void is an image, an image of the chaos outpost, from an eagle eye'd view.

One of the two by the basin speaks up in a gruff, impatient voice "You'd think the idiots would have attacked by now, we're obviously up to something."

The other looks up to him, this one has a smoother voice, which could only be accurately described as "seductive", "Don't worry, I believe the space marines are nearby, and they're anxious to stop us".

The gruff voiced one replies "Keep the portal open, when we finally kill some of those corpse worshiping idiots, then we can actually start getting to work. You know, I only have a certain amount of idiotic ex- corpse worshipers who think I give a damn about them over there. And they're not important enough to, even collectively, appease the thing inside that box."

Subject: Re: Corleonis Sun Feb 27, 2011 6:08 pm

The Scout squad outside the Chaos base remains in position. The sounds of the other advancing squads are faintly heard by them.

"Battle Brothers, hold back." speaks the Scout Sergeant. "This place is rife with explosives and traps."

"Affirmative."

"We are unable to get a clear shot at the cultists practicing the ritual. They are in a hole, and not exposed enough to hit cleanly."

"Then advance further. We will provide the distraction you need."

"A sound plan, but be mindful of traps."

The Tactical Squad Sergeant merely smiles. "That is why we bring Assault Marines."

The 8 men of the two Assault Squads are propelled into the air. 7200 pounds of Space Marines sail over the Chaos defenses and right into the center of the camp, guiding their trajectory so that they kill as many heretics as possible before even beginning to attack. As soon as their earth-shattering landings are made, the Scouts advance, avoiding trees that are booby-trapped. Their progress is slow, but they creep towards the camp. The Tactical Squad advances, shooting whatever mines they can spot with their bolters to clear a path for themselves. While protecting them from the mines, this also makes them quite exposed, and slows their movement.

Subject: Re: Corleonis Sun Feb 27, 2011 6:44 pm

** (Quick ooc note here, don't want to sound like a smartass, but the mines are not exposed clearly to weaving around and shooting, they are under the ground, and therefore compose a minefield, which, as with all minefields is pretty much impenetrable without a minesweepers, or a huge supply of bodybags or explosives to explode the explosives in the ground. So that would mean, running in and shooting whatever mines they could spot, or trying to avoid them, would end up in them stepping, on a lot of mines.)

**The assault marines instantly disrupt the ritual in the center, killing all of the heretics in ritualistic clothing, the rift wavers, and someone on the other side can be heard shouting curses, followed by the sounds of many power armored feet.

The chaos marines not manning the heavy bolters instantly turn around, and fire at the assault marines, while the heretics from the second trench (The one closest to the center) scramble up the defensive circle around the middle to try and get at the assault marines, suffice it to say, many end up detonating the explosives they just set, or end up shooting each other.

The heretics from the las cannons maintain their posts, cool-headed to the point of realizing that a tank or two might accompany the assault.

Whether the mines kill, slow down, or maim the approaching scouts or tactical marines, the heavy bolters pointed in their direction immediately fire upon them, their heavy shells ripping out of demon infested weapons, the sound of which is accompanied by an additional crescendo of autogun, stubber and lasgun rounds coming out of the front trench, aimed at the approaching space marines.

(OOC note: while the ritual is disrupted, it can be brought up again soon enough and if it isn't within a few minutes the targeting systems will no longer be jammed, and whatever is inside the box will be royally pissed off.)

Subject: Re: Corleonis Sun Feb 27, 2011 7:01 pm

The Assault Marines take some bolter fire, many of the rounds merely glancing off, but a few drawing blood. They make another jump, spreading out. Each Marine aims to land in the center of a gun emplacement, swinging their power axes at the traitor marines as soon as they land.

A Marine in the Tactical Squad steps on a concealed mine, which sends him sailing upwards. He lands in a heap, splashing water everywhere. Just then, bolter-fire tears through the trees, setting off additional explosives, and causing the Tactical Squad to take cover behind the dense foliage. "Scouts! We need support!"

The Scout squad, seeing the ritual disrupted, begins opening fire. Sniper rounds sail towards the heads of Chaos Marines manning the weapon emplacements. Any attempt to resume the ritual would surely fail, as the vigilant Scout Marines also plug anyone heading towards the center of the encampment.

Subject: Re: Corleonis Sun Feb 27, 2011 7:11 pm

** The heretics in the bottom trench spot the scouts, and start firing on their position with a hail of lasgun, autogun and stubber fire, which would probably make sniping kind of hard. Several of the chaos marines are immediately slain by the power weapons of the assault marines, but, right on que, the heretics from the second trench jump up, just as, due to the sniper fire and assault squads, the bolter fire stops. The heretics then commence to clusterfuck on the assault marines, doing things as ridiculous yet ingenious as jumping on their backs, or clinging to their legs, either firing weapons point blank, or stabbing at the marines constantly. The chaos marines back away from the assault squad members, rather firing their bolters at almost point blank range, killing more heretics, but also probably hitting the assault marines pretty hard.

The angry shouting coming from the portal manifests itself more clearly, it is a gruff yet commanding and arrogant voice, followed by not only the pounding of power armored feet, but inhuman screams and battle cries.

Subject: Re: Corleonis Sun Feb 27, 2011 7:18 pm

**From another side of the Chaos space marine base, the foliage rustles, and two ork wartrukks pull up, firing their heavy shootas haphazardly at the chaos in front of them.

A nob with a rokkit launcher steps out of the foliage, shooting a volley of rockets into the sky.
"It'z dem Chaos boyz, and der' foightin' tha' big 'umies, you know what ta' do, boyz!"

The nob's rally is replied with an enthusiastic,"WAAAAAAAGH!"

Orkz pour through the foliage and charge forward, taking the heavy gunfire and mines without a second thought. Legless orks fly up in the air, bolter rounds explode through the chests of the brutes, but more charge through, setting off mines and getting gunned down. Shootas set up by the wartrukk and begin supporting their charging brethren.

Subject: Re: Corleonis Sun Feb 27, 2011 7:26 pm

The Assault Marines are overwhelmed by the sheer numbers of heretics and Chaos Space Marines. Some of them jump to safer positions, firing on enemies with their plasma pistols. Others bravely continue fighting, their armor getting scratched and pierced by bolter fire and the cruel melee weaponry of the Chaos forces. Finally, an Assault Marine falls dead, his weight crushing the heretic that stabbed him. The other Assault Marines show signs of panic. "We can not win this!" yells a Sergeant.

The Scout Sergeant, now pinned by lasgun fire, replies, "You know the Tenets, brother. We can not fall back, especially against Chaos."

"I am aware," says the assault Sergeant, grimly. "Fight on, brothers! Make them pay dearly for our deaths!" The Assault Marines fight with increased vigor, their Power Axes tearing viciously through the ranks of Chaos.

The 300 Grenadiers wandered the jungles for some time, an error in the coordinates causing them to head in the wrong direction. The unforgiving conditions and voracious animals reduced their numbers to 224. But the sounds of battle draw them towards their original goal. They rush towards the Chaos base... and set off mines. Though several casualties are taken, many more Guardsmen stay back, now peppering any Chaos they can see past the perimeter with Lasgun fire. The large group moves to surround the base completely, effectively trapping the Chaos forces.

Two Assault Marines spy the Ork Wartrukks, and sail away from the swarm of Chaos, jumping behind them, Melta-bombs at the ready. "Destroy the greenskins!" They throw their bombs, one for each Wartrukk.

Upon hearing this, the assault Marine Sergeant hatches a plan. "Do as I command, Battle Brothers." He relays his orders, and the Assault Marines stop attacking, letting mobs of Chaos (and perhaps Orks as well) to surround them. Activating frag grenades, they drop them as all of them fly towards the Ork line, which is now being flanked by Grenadiers.

[OOC]: G2g for the day.

Subject: Re: Corleonis Sun Feb 27, 2011 7:42 pm

** The wavering portal suddenly stabilizes, and a triumphant yell comes from within "The Corpse-worshipers and xeno's are playing right into our hand, daemons, slay them all!".

From the portal comes a veritable horde of demons, of a slight variety, horrors of the void, with terrible faces and claws, breathing fire, and daemonettes with eviscerating claws for hands. These demons and horrors immediately climb in numbers, nearing 30 as several more cultists emerge, and attempt to reestablish their ritual, the demons quickly slay any remaining marines in the center of the outpost, and proceed to charge at the orks, their numbers still climbing past 40, but the increase in their numbers slows.

Two of the heavy bolters move down the hill, resetting and firing on the orks, the heretics detonate various explosives under the ork forces, some even equivalent to a pound of C4 or greater, but the orks gain ground past the mounds of bodies they leave behind, and the amount of explosives between them and the forces of chaos wanes.

Subject: Re: Corleonis Mon Feb 28, 2011 5:23 pm

[OOC]: idk why you'd post that, it really doesn't make you look better.

so um.

what happens now.

Subject: Re: Corleonis Mon Feb 28, 2011 5:25 pm

[OOC]: Chaos will be defeated, I guess, unless someone else wants to play as them.

Subject: Re: Corleonis Mon Feb 28, 2011 5:45 pm

[OOC]: That was a vastly immature move Beserk. Chaos will be destroyed here as a result, it is open now too.

Subject: Re: Corleonis Mon Feb 28, 2011 5:48 pm

[OOC]: I always wanted to play a khorn beserker when i was a little girl

Subject: Re: Corleonis Mon Feb 28, 2011 5:59 pm

[OOC] I can shit my Tau into their camp if you'd like.

Subject: Re: Corleonis Mon Feb 28, 2011 7:01 pm

[OOC]: The instantaneous rift inside B3SERK's base is impossible in the 40k universe. Warp travel is not instantaneous nor is it that stable. The idea that Daemons can be summoned inside the Eye of Terror (which doesn't make sense either, as Daemons exist in the Eye without needing to be summoned) and sent through some kind of stable rift between two points instantly across the entire galaxy is fallacious. And even if the proper steps were taken in such a ritual (a complex ritual is NEEDED to keep the Daemons existing in the Material Universe), the Psykers would have been able to detect it and predict it.

The explanation B3SERK provided for all of this preparation, defenses and fortifications is that the Chaos rift is very far from the capital city, and thus, the bases of the various factions. I will go with that explanation, so that the battle at least makes some sense. Nothing is being retconned, including the Daemons, though their numbers should be reduced to something around 10 to 15.

It seems Chaos will be defeated here, though it may re-emerge on Vytaeus, should another player choose to control it. Since their base is a clusterfuck right now, we'll just let things play out, and assume they no longer have enough men to maintain the rift, which would close if disrupted by weapons fire. I'm guessing the "box" B3SERK spoke of is containing some sort of Daemon, so we'll see how that goes.

PS: Someone please delete B3SERK's posts of the chatlog. It's cluttering the thread.

Subject: Re: Corleonis Mon Feb 28, 2011 10:09 pm

[OOC]: Go ahead and continue.

Subject: Re: Corleonis Wed Mar 02, 2011 1:49 am

The orca dropships arrive, quickly sweeping down from the sky. The damaged crisis suits push fowards, laying down heavy fire against the dark eldar as more of their forces join the fray. The dropships land, quickly deploying several kroot and a couple of crisis suits.

The Shas'O looks down from his suit at the scout sergeant. "Human. You may join us briefly, or remain here and decide your own fate."

"The air caste cannot wait for long, we're taking fire." Came a call from the hovering orca.

THE GLORY Posts : 1415 Join date : 2010-04-06 Age : 43

*** Two of the grenadiers advance through the craters, both of them carrying flamers.

As they get close enough, they both open up. A large wave of flaming promethium shoots forth from the both, and envelopes anything in its way. The both try to focus fire on any daemons within range, but settles for simply roasting anything they can reach.

Using the literal covering fire, twenty more grenadiers advance up behind, and begin pelting the camp with a rain of frag and krak grenades, all in all totaling over 50 explosive contraptions.

*** Back in the city, the commanding units of the 88th are discussing plans to deploy elements of the 8th Artillery Company to the city. More specifically a total of 15 Basilisk-mounted Earthshaker cannons, which would allow for much needed heavy artillery support for all Imperial forces.

Subject: Re: Corleonis Wed Mar 02, 2011 11:29 am

**The ork horde is obliterated, the remainders retreating through the jungle.

Subject: Re: Corleonis Wed Mar 02, 2011 5:07 pm

"Daemons!" cries the Assault Sergeant. His men charge back towards the onslaught. The Warp rift, now left unmanned, begins to shrink. Two Assault Marines die by the claws of Daemonettes. The Power Axes cut down several more. The Assault Marines notice the wave of Imperial Guardsmen, and jump out of there before the whole base is annihilated.

Meanwhile, near the Ork encampment, the Scout Sergeant turns towards the Shas'O. "You dare ask if I would join you? I'd sooner face death!" The Scout Sergeant draws a Bolt-pistol, attempting to blow the Shas'O's head off.

Subject: Re: Corleonis Wed Mar 02, 2011 5:29 pm

**The rumble of ork's feet come from the foliage, as rounds burst through the plants. Orks come rushing through to attack the Tau, a stormboy brute air-jumping and attempting to land on the crisis suit.