Corleonis

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

*** The Grenadiers gather up in an orderly fashion, a group of flamer-wielding men hang back to burn a large perimeter around the camp, and makes sure anything xeno inside the perimeter is completely and utterly destroyed.
In unified silence the Grenadier force begins to march back to the heavily fortified town in and orderly line, their commander at the front.

Subject: Re: Corleonis Wed Mar 02, 2011 5:55 pm

The Assault Marines, now only 5 in number, stand guard over their brothers' remains, protecting the Geneseed within. An Apothecary proceeds to the site via Rhino tank.

Subject: Re: Corleonis Wed Mar 02, 2011 10:54 pm

++ It did not take long before the spilling of righteous and pure blood called out to those whom served the brass throne. The horned one demanded more war, more blood, more skulls for his skull throne! And his demands would be met! His will would be made manifest willingly and with undying loyalty to his cause! This planet would run red with the blood of the enemies of KHORNE! BLOOD FOR THE BLOOD GOD! SKULLS FOR THE SKULL THRONE!

Only a few kilometers away from the Imperial Fleet, a crack in the very void began to form. It grew at an alarming rate like the hungry maw of a starving hound, feasting on the souls of the dead on the planet below. Its colour was that of a sickening red crimson. Anyone who would be foolish enough to look upon the rift would see the horrifying and maddening visions of the warp, and the tempting whispers of their dark masters.

Suddenly, the rift burst out into maturity, tripling in size. It towered over the planetary fleets, and unstable warp energies crackled within the maelstrom. Shortly afterward, an imminent shockwave blew out from the center of the rift and clashed against the planet and /any/ orbiting fleets above it. The shockwave held a shriek. A shriek so agonizing, so terrifying to behold - That few mortal men would be able to withstand it without committing suicide to escape the ensuring madness that crept over them.

And then, like vultures to a roasting corpse, ripe for the picking; They came.

Uncountable Imperial cruisers and frigates poured out of the rift, their entire exterior hulls were painted with /blood/ and the mark of Khorne hung proudly upon each and every vessel. And the last to arrive, but perhaps the most to be feared: A Retribution-class Battlecruiser clawed it's way out of the warp and centered itself within the traitor fleet. Its hull was decorated with blood, mutilated corpses and space marines alike. It was a grotesque sight to behold.

The traitor fleet had blocked out the sun. They were numberless and their task was clear.

Maim, kill, burn. ++

Subject: Re: Corleonis Wed Mar 02, 2011 11:46 pm

The shockwave has grave consequences for the unprepared populace of Corleonis. Suicide and corruption spreads like wildfire in the Imperial capital, throwing it into disarray. Ironically, the defenses protecting the city's inhabitants are quickly turned on them, as many begin to attack the defenders. The hardened minds of the Space Marines are fazed, but otherwise unaffected.

"This planet must surely be purged. It is regrettable, but without a doubt, necessary. Once the Gene-seed is recovered from the fallen, focus your efforts on the capital. Do not let it fall to Chaos. We will see Corleonis clean."

Sanctus Blade, and the remainder of the rag-tag fleet, flies towards the Chaos fleet, in tight formation. The mighty Battle Barge already begins to open fire.

"That Battleship must be brought down. Do not let it run alongside us."

"Gladius," speaks Lucidius, "We are hopelessly outnumbered. We must fall back and return with reinforcements."

"And disobey my own orders to this Chapter? If the Emperor wills it, I will die this day, if he wills it, we all shall die. We pay a great debt for our failure, at the hands of Chaos. We can not fail again."

"You do the Emperor wrong by allowing this Chapter to die when it could be saved. Do these men owe the same penance as their predecessors?"

"We are all brothers in service to the Emperor. This was a sin of blood, our blood, and that is what ties us all to it. Why do you question me, Lucidius? Where is your faith?"

"...I apologize, Gladius. I fear these dark forces might have affected me."

"You must resist them. More than that, you must fight back. An opportunity stands before us."

Lucidius nods. "I shall."

All 5 Gladius Frigates engage the enemy fleet, as well as a Strike Cruiser. The superiority of the Adeptus Astartes' vessels and pilots is quickly made clear, as they deftly maneuver through the enemy fleet, pelting vessels. However, their horrible disadvantage in numbers is bound to come back at them. The 3 Hunter Destroyers excel at the ship-to-ship combat, likely taking many ships down. Their heavier armor and faster speed quickly earns them their name.

The single Nova Frigate of the Imperial Swords shoots away from the formation, deftly avoiding weapons fire. Its size and speed makes it nigh impossible to track, as it closes on its target: The Battleship's stern.

Subject: Re: Corleonis Thu Mar 03, 2011 12:37 am

++ The approaching Space Marine vessels made the dark sludge that swept through the traitors' veins boil with excitement. They had awaited this moment for so long. It almost caused ecstasy among the crews of the chaos fleet. However, this period of joy would have to wait, for their most ancient enemies were approaching them at attack speed, firing their weapons and using fancy tactics to throw them off guard. How pitiful.

A firestorm ensured. Every single autocannon, lascannon, missile- and torpedo-tube on every single ship in the chaos fleet opened up on the attacking vessels, giving little to no room of navigation. The chaos fleet paid little care for friendly fire and several chaos cruisers were simply obliterated by their own firepower as their void shields faltered from the sheer amount of munitions thrown at them. It was all in the name of the blood god! Their skulls would be one with the skull throne! Oh, the glory!

Then, there was the Retribution-class battlecruiser. It's massive hulk turned slowly as it opened up on everything it's advanced targeting systems could get a hold on. It's broadside was slowly turned towards the distant strike cruiser and it adjusted itself for a finishing strike with it's broadside weaponry. Nothing could survive this sort of firepower.

Meanwhile, the hangar doors of the chaos fleet ships opened up, and thousands upon thousands of transport craft spat out of their opened bellies, sweeping down towards the planet. They would take this war to the ground. ++

Subject: Re: Corleonis Thu Mar 03, 2011 1:25 am

Only the skill of the pilots saves the Shining Fleet from total destruction. The ships expertly weave through gunfire, explosions, and the debris of Chaos ships destroyed by their own hands. However, the losses are nonetheless severe. Two Gladius Frigates explode as enemy ordinance wreathes them in unholy fire. The ships drift helplessly through the tempest of battle, until they collide with enemy ships, shattering all in intense waves of flame.

The Striker Cruiser unloads on the Retribution, and tries to outrun its doom, but its efforts falter against the overwhelming power of the Battleship. It is utterly blasted, its outer hull peeling away to expose its innards. Thankfully, few Space Marines were aboard. Most sit on the other Strike Cruiser, currently in orbit of Corleonis, which now sails towards the swarm of transport vessels. It brings all of its weapons to bear, attempting to destroy as many as possible.

The Nova Frigate, through its machine precision, avoids death, and reaches the stern of the Battleship, a less-armored section. Its lancer turret opens fire on the weak points, attempting to cripple the ship's engines. The Battle Barge's weaponry remains divided between various enemy ships, but it unleashes volleys of torpedoes at the Retribution, in the hopes that it will fall first.

"This... pleases them," says Lucidius. "We should not continue."

"Their mirth will be followed by death, and their deaths, by damnation. Prepare to board the Battleship. Ready the 1st Company."

Subject: Re: Corleonis Thu Mar 03, 2011 1:31 am

The Shas'O knocks the bolt pistol from the sergeants hand.

"Foolish human, you have made your choice."

The Shas'O kicks the sergeant to the ground before kicking off towards the already departing Orca, roughly shoving a flying Ork which is soon sent spinning to the ground.

"Head to the camp, this is a fight we alone cannot win."

- Meanwhile at the Tau camp a communications officer runs to a nearby officer -

"We've got a problem!"

The officer looks sternly at the young officer "Well, what is it?"

"The chaos have arrived!"

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

*** In the capital, Krieg forces are battling a sudden uprising from the populace. Although it is a fairly one-sided battle, as the Death Korps are very well armed, and the populace are not. A single order is given.

"Populace has gone in-zzzhht-- rebellion due to chaos. Requesting orders. Over."
"City is to be considered compromised. Destroy it and return to orbiting fleet. Out."
"Solid copy. Grenadier company 12 and 30, set charges and clear out. All other forces fall back."

And with that, citizens fall dead left and right, as several squads of Grenadiers sweep the streets, exterminating the populace without mercy as they begin setting explosive charges everywhere they can fit them around town.
All other Death Korps forces begin falling back to the main landing zone, where shuttles arrive after a few minutes.

"4th Armoured squadron, proceeding to crush the rebellion."

A wave of steel and fire begins to crush through the streets, running over any civilian foolish enough to stand in the way, and shooting those who are not in their path.

*** Back in orbit, the fleet from the Kriegers has begun launching several dozen Fury Interceptors at the arriving Chaos fleet, as the main fleet simply tries to stay alive, hanging as far back from the fighting as possible, trying to maintain fire while managing the evacuation shuttles going to the surface below.

Subject: Re: Corleonis Thu Mar 03, 2011 2:27 pm

**The nob spirals into the ground, hitting the mud, the orkz charge into the area, slaying the scout sergeant.

**Meanwhile, in the forward camp, wartrukks towing kannons pull up, and set down the guns. The mekboss hops out of a truck, instructing grotz and yelling at them angrily to go faster. The 7 kannons are set up, and begin firing on the city. The deafening shots of the guns echo across the forests and swamps. Warboss Krazhkull walks up to the mekboss, yelling. "You'ze keep shootin', mek, I'll sendz a stormboy to tell ya' ta' stop when we get in dere'!" The mekboss turned, looking up at the warboss with a look of confusion."WOT?" Krazhkull yells louder, repeating himself, the mekboss only repeats himself. "WOT YOU SAY?" Krazhkull snarls,"JUST KEEP SHOOTIN'." The mekboy turns away and continues to yell at the grotz.

The warboss gathers up his horde, larger than any of the other hordes formed. The warboss climbs into his wartrukk, pointing in the direction of the smoking city,"Less' go boyz, WAAAAAAAGH" The orkz return the yell, charging forward into battle to take the city. The ork psyker, also in the vehicle, turns his head to the sky. "Dat don't feel good.. Boss, I'ze gotz a feeling, a warp storm above us, in da skoi! It'z more Chaos boyz, boss, we'ze gonna get more foightin!" The warboss laughs excitedly,"Good! I'll show all de'ze 'umies and them bug-eyez who'z boss! ME."

Meanwhile, 2 kroozas made from the orbiting ork space hulk on the other side of the planet are launched through one of the hangars, they turn planetside and rocket into it.

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

*** The Grenadier watchman finalizes setting a charge, and suddenly hears a strange noise.
Bfooom. eeeeeeeeEEEEEEEE-
As he slowly turns his eyes skyward, he lets out a loud yell, and shoves his squad towards a nearby crater. "INCOMING BARRAGE! IN COVE-"
The explosion activates the charge, and sends bodyparts and gibs of the squad flying everywhere.

"Tank squadro-" The tank commander is cut short as a shell lands square on the turret, the explosion rattling the tank and killing both the commander and one of the side gunners.

As shells begin landing all over the city, the Death Korps try to haul ass back to the landing zone, many of them dying. Some of them from the artillery fire, and others from the charges set by the grenadiers. All in all, almost all grenadiers are killed or wounded, and many soldiers lose their lives. landing zone begins to fill up with dying grenadiers, some of them missing arms and even legs. In the latter case, many of them have been dragged to safety through the artillery fire by their comrades.

Due to the charges detonated by the artillery fire, the buildings of the city begins to slowly crumble, many more Death Korp soldiers being crushed under the rubble. Two tanks are also buried under, and their crew tries to desperately, albeit fruitlessly, dislodge themselves.

Hearing the loud waagh from the jungle, the Death Korps begin to set what few heavy weapons they have managed to drag back to the landing zone, in attempt to hold it while they extract.
Suddenly, a stray Kannon shell strikes one of the transports, and it explodes in a violent inferno, throwing Kriegers around like ragdolls.
A grenadier carrying a few explosive charges tries to move inbetween the two remaining tanks only to have a shell lands close to him and detonate all of the charges, turning him into nothing but a red mist, and causing both tanks to explode,

In the now burning landing zone, a lone figure crawls through the fog. Captain Jarkell crawls towards a vox caster next to a dead vox operator. He crawls forward with determination that only a true man of Krieg can. As he reaches it, he sends out a single message on all imperial channels.

"Planet and landing zone compromised. Adeptus astartes forces should retreat. This planet has been lost. We have failed the Emperor. And for that, we will remain here until an unglorious and unjustified death becomes us..

Subject: Re: Corleonis Thu Mar 03, 2011 3:29 pm

**The green horde bursts through the jungle, charging over the charred and barraged land, about a kilometer from the city. Looted tanks roll over the craters, wartrukks spilling some of their passengers out as they bump over the uneven terrain. The kannon fire stops, the massive ork horde charging forward, firing shots into the air and yelling excitedly.

**The ork kroozas are about a quarter way to their destination, their jury rigged rockets blasting at maximum speed.

Subject: Re: Corleonis Thu Mar 03, 2011 4:31 pm

The Predator Tanks hold their position at the city, the Techmarines tending to them. Explosives and lasgun fire all around them, the Tank crews are on edge. Finally, an order comes from Gladius Exverum, now aboard the Sanctus Blade.

"Attention, ground forces. This planet seems to have been deemed irrecoverable by the Imperial Guard. I agree with this conclusion. We shall not retreat, but all ground forces are to be evacuated as soon as possible from the surface. This planet shall be dealt with in an appropriate manner. We will focus our efforts on containing the spread of Chaos for as long as possible."

Three Thunderhawks arrive to pick up all of the Space Marine forces, and as much of their Geneseed as could be recovered, and carry them to the Strike Cruiser. This proves a highly dangerous task, as the ship is still locked in combat with hundreds of transports, not to mention there is still much ground combat going on. The pilots attempt to vanish into the sea of ships.

A lone Assault Marine flies out of the jungle, landing among the Kriegers. He says nothing, and makes no attempt to contact the Adeptus Astartes.

Subject: Re: Corleonis Thu Mar 03, 2011 5:35 pm

A small Tau fleet drops out of warp on the far side of the planet, attempting to evade detection. It messages its ground forces and prepares to evacuate. The Tau severely under prepared for a battle against the dark forces of Chaos.

"This is the Air Caste. We have arrived, all ground forces are to prepare for evacuation. We have been recalled to Sa'Cea."

Subject: Re: Corleonis Thu Mar 03, 2011 7:30 pm

**The ork horde is peppered with heavy bolters and sparse lasgun fire, shrugging off the lasguns but almost instantaneously dying upon being hit by a bolter round. They, as usual, charge on with little care for their own safety, 3/4's of a kilometer away from the Guard stragglers.

On board the space hulk, the mekboy captain, dressed in a mock-up naval captain's with ork bits, looks at an orky scanning device, showing the battle. "Das roight brutal dat is. Make more kroozas, we'z gonna need more kroozas if they foind'us!" The space hulk engages it's thrusters, pulling back slowly around the cover of the planet discretely, while inside the orkz toil with making orkish space ships capable of ship-to-ship battles. On the outside of the space hulk is adorned with many ork guns as well as a few guns salvaged from the once Imperial Navy ship, the space hulk has several large asteroids orbiting it for defensive purposes.

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

*** The Imperial channel flares up for a moment.

"This Lord-general Hage. We are pulling back from this system. Any Imperial Guard ground forces below are to be considered independent cells, and treated as if under command of their highest-ranking officer or officers present."

Meanwhile, any and all shuttles who were ready to recover the Krieg forces quickly return to their respective ships. And the main fleet begins to pull away from the fighting slowly but surely.

*** The few death korps who remain number in the mere hundreds, and their structure is completely destroyed. What was once well-ordered companies and squads is now rag-tag teams consisting of any soldiers within ear- and eyeshot of eachother.

As the Kannon fire stops, the men of Krieg pour down into their trenches facing the Ork horde and disappear behind their breastworks. Not a single Krieg weapon fires. Not a single order is given. Not even breathing can be heard from the silent Krieg troopers, who all simply crouch there, staring blindly at whatever is in front of them. Patiently they sit and wait, not stirring nor moving even the slightest.

Subject: Re: Corleonis Fri Mar 04, 2011 2:14 pm

**The orks actually don't get shot at, and charge the ravaged imperial line with half dissapointment that they might not be fighting anything, the rumble of machinery and footfalls shakes the ground lightly underneath the kriegsman.

Subject: Re: Corleonis Fri Mar 04, 2011 7:38 pm

The Tau make quick work salvaging their tech; however leaving their fortifications in place.

The board their orca dropships which rapidly launch into the sky towards the waiting Tau fleet.

"Tau fleet this is Sigma 3, prepare for immediate deployment of Ascension and departure from orbit." is broadcasted to the fleet.

"Air Caste confirms and has readied Ascension, will deploy upon your arrival."

A few moments later the orca dropships dock with the Tau carrier. A small object firing from the carrier towards a high orbit above Corleonis. The carrier quickly charges its warp drive and departs.

ooc (Ascension is a prototype ADW (Atmospheric Deprivation Weapon) it will fail to detonate. It will either then drift in orbit or fall to the planet, the choice of which is for any other player to call or use.)

Subject: Re: Corleonis Sat Mar 05, 2011 5:31 am

++ The approaching Fury Interceptors come like lambs for the slaughter. They enter the dogfight and are quickly disposed by the amount of fire that burns away from the Khornite cruisers at the Space Marine vessels. The Imperial Fleet would most likely be able to hear them over the vox, screaming as their physical bodies are reduced to cinder and their souls sucked into the gaping maelstrom of the warp rift.

Meanwhile, the Retribution-class Battlecruiser lets out a roar like that of a starved beast, demanding sustanance. It's void shield crackles like a storm in the void as the cyclonic torpedoes clash against it. The attack has failed. The Space Marines have failed their final objective. They would die out there, in the void. Or would they? Would it be right to leave them to die, like a coward? Would it not be a much more glorious act if they were allowed to board the command ship of the chaos fleet? Khorne shall be pleased.

Shortly after the cyclonic missile attack had failed, the chaos fleet ceased their assault and held steady as the gargantuan battlecruiser lowered it's void shielding, expecting to be boarded.

As for the transports, they are cut down one by one. But their sheer numbers are simply too much for a single cruiser to take care of. To make matters worse, they divide into several streams to widen the expansion of their invasion. The first dropships were already down on the planet, releasing it's content. Hundred upon thousands of traitors and heretics spat out, spreading like a wild fire. ++

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

*** As the Orkz get within only a few meters of the trenches, the Kriegers suddenly spring up. In their typical silence, they all charge forth at the Orkz, their bayonetts at the ready. They all know they are going to die. But they are all going to take as many greenskins as possible with them.

*** As the final shuttle returns to the Krieg ships, they turn around completely, and a few pinkish rifts into the warp open up. The fleet goes through them, and the rifts close fairly quickly.

Subject: Re: Corleonis Sat Mar 05, 2011 11:30 am

**The greenskins, with renewed enthusiasm for a fight, move in faster to meet the Imperial Guard. Looted tanks inaccurately shoot high explosive rounds over the Krieger's heads and deffguns are swept across the line of fire.

The orkz clash with the Kriegers, locking them in melee combat, knowing the Kriegers had no chance this close up.

Subject: Re: Corleonis Sat Mar 05, 2011 11:30 am

|-| The void of space nearby Corleonis ripples, and suddenly, a huge ship slips out of the violet tear in space. A bulbous, deformed thing, it sits, surveying the planet and it's engagements. In the observatory of an Imperial luxury yaught, dating back to pre-Dark Ages, Librarian-Commander Sarpedon gazes out at the planet Corleonis - fully aware that this fateful planet could mean the salvation, or death, of his chapter. He slowly paces along the expanse of the yaught observatory, merely a few steps for him, however, crossable within two large strides of all eight of his arachnoid legs. This Chaos mutation only covers the bottom half of his body, however, the upper half adorned in the holiest of the Soul Drinker's ceramite power armour - a deep purple, with gold trim. With every pace Sarpedon takes, there is a coupling clang, the sound of the Soulspear - weapon of Primarch Dorn himself - clanging against the decking of the yaught. His large gauntleted hand moves slowly up to his earpiece as his vox crackles.

"Go, Lygris."
"Sarpedon, large numbers of enemy fleets all over the planet."
"Hm."
"Sensors are picking up multiple types of engagements. Beginning a long-wave sweep now. *There's a pause, the slight crackle of the vox link remaining open.* Commander...this doesn't look safe..."
"What option do we have, Techmarine? We have barely enough fuel for another warp jump: we must atleast explore the possibility of harvesting this planet for fuel before we blindly turn tail and run at first sight at danger. Besides, perhaps we will remain unnoticed admist the fighting."
"Unlikely, Commander, a jump with a ship this size would have caused some kind of disturbance. Our presence could well have been noted."
"As you say, Lygris. Keep me updated on deep-scan results as they arrive."
"Yes, Commander."

The gauntleted hand drops once more from the earpiece, and the eight legs resume their steady stroll. |-|

The Soul Drinkers have arrived...

Subject: Re: Corleonis Sat Mar 05, 2011 12:00 pm

ooc i find it funny that Phry arrives after the Tau and Imperial Guard have already left.

Subject: Re: Corleonis Sat Mar 05, 2011 12:13 pm

(OOC): All the better, more juicy planet fuel for me.

Subject: Re: Corleonis Sat Mar 05, 2011 12:31 pm

The Nova Frigate, no longer hindered by the ship's shielding, is easily able to deliver blows to the engines, though its size and the fact there is only one makes each shot minuscule. The Battle Barge takes advantage of the lowered shields, directing all of its weapons to the Battleship.

"Their shields appear to be down. I think this is intentional. They want us to board them."

"Should we give them the satisfaction? They expect us to lose, and we are indeed losing."

"The Inquisition has been contacted. We need only hold out until they arrive."

"That could be days. We are doomed, Gladius."

"I have had enough of your despair, Lucidius! Join them, if you are so reluctant to face your death."

"Do not mistake my protests for cowardice. We have lost ships and men we can not replace. If we do not retreat now, we will be no more. An entire Chapter, whose deaths were mere entertainment for madmen. Our names will be mocked and forgotten. This battle can only end in pointless defeat."

"If that is what He wills, that is what will be."

"...I sense something. Another warp rift."

"More traitors?"

"I am not sure. Something massive."

On the planet, the lone Assault Marine charges the Orks as well, felling many, but his valiant struggle is cut short when a Choppa cracks his ceramite helmet in two, spraying blood. The Space Marine collapses to the ground. The Strike Cruiser is tied up completely with finding and destroying the transports. It is still unable to bombard the surface.

Subject: Re: Corleonis Sat Mar 05, 2011 2:48 pm

|-|
One of Sarpedon's arachnoid legs clacks against the hull of the Yaught, but the noise is harsh, and clear. This front foreleg is completely augmented, replacing the segment he lost sometime before. It's bronze tip contious it's tapping against the hull, and Sarpedon's gaze never waves from the planet before him.

"Commander Sarpdon, the deep-scan results have been processed. The planet's surface is overrun with a multitude of what appears to be Orks swarming Imperial Guard positions. The tiny pocket of colonists that remain will be killed within minutes. This not all, Commander. Above the planet, there is an engagement between Loyal Marine Strike Crusers and a large Chaos fleet. They too, will not last long."
"Open a vox link with the head Strike Crusier."
"*There's a pause*. Are you certain, Commander?"
"Yes, Lygris. Do it. I am headed to you now."
"Requesting vox link now."
"Be sure to use Imperial vox-codes."

Sarpdon's large sloping form leaves the Yaught, dissapearing into the winding, cavernous expanses of the Brokenback. |-|