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The Death Guard, so they could better spread the loving embrace of Nurgle's plagues and death whilst the Word Bearers, though an exception as they remained mostly a unified legion, still had to split apart to spread the gospel of Chaos. Even the Sons of Horus, lost without the warmaster devolved into infighting. All of these warriors, split into warbands that fight for their own purposes and their own reasons, even amongst themselves. Until now. quote:The Current Cast quote:Order of Battle  Raiders of the Black Fleet You have all been riding inside this disgusting, twisted, and mutated daemonic boarding torpedo for the past 12 hours. No light besides the cherry of a lho, a lamp pack. The shock of being launched out of the Infant Annihilator's Torpedo tubes in a broadside spread was certainly rough, even a bit painful but as the torpedos seem to have run out of fuel, you drift to your objective in total darkness. If the Stations gunners picked you up you'd die in a flash or be vented to space to suffocate to death. And then that whole thing with getting your soul chewed up by the gods and warp daemons. Yeah this sucks rear end. Did we mention yet how wretched the Screamers farts are whose bound to this torpedo and guiding you to its target. Anyway whatever warp magics were included in its creation has saved you all as suddenly you feel a sudden rush of inertia like you were launched. 15 minutes later you've slammed into the station and hearing the screech of twisted metal and the screams of the daemon. The maw of the boarding torpedo opens and you see light for the first time in what seemed like ages. The red lights of the station that signify "Night" for the crew are on as all of you pour out. Kayleen deploys a signal jammer she was issued to block communications across the station whilst keeping Black Legion comms clear. All the squads check in as they clear into the station. Your section is quiet but as the rest of the squads vox in you hear bolter fire and blood curdling screams combined with the rev of chainsword cutting into flesh. You hear it all clearly as if these guys were right next to you. Initial Vox Traffic posted:+++Ripper on deck, we breached on one of the gun decks, moving to secure this deck.+++ Off the side to the right as you all fan out in the passage way you see a plate with some numbers that look alot like what Rachmann called out. The red panel says 24-14-88-C. Kothurchu, and Corypheus have some clue to what it means whilst everyone else is clueless having not spent much time aboard voidships to notice things like this. Dulsatae, Kayleen, and Chloe in Particular are loving clueless and just can't even remember what that poo poo means. To your left and right are void doors that are automatically closing to seal the rest of that section off from the void and stop the loss of air. The daemonic torpedo here writhes and twists like a snake even though its stuck and has driven you through multiple layers of the ships passageway, chewed through it even. Across to the right you think you spied some sort of maintenance door but you gotta think fast. One of you can get past the closing void doors and hold it open for the rest of the party, you can blast it open, or however you wish. Your team has no need to fear the void either through gifts of the gods or environmentally sealed armor. How do you wish to proceed from here? If you require a map I will post one but tl;dr Behind you is the daemon engine, to your left and right are passageways with doors starting to seal shut on you. They will close within the next 5 seconds but you can probably blow them away easily you have lascutters friends. Left passageway seems to lead down to more hallway and you spy an intesection there, right hallway is just a straight shot so far. Amirault: You recognize the first part of the number as what deck you are on. You know you are below the "main deck" (Deck 1) 49 levels. Additionally, from your time in the Legions you know that on ships or stations that have a significant flight complement, the main deck is the Hanger Level. You think the second number is like a mile marker or something to help you figure up how far to the front or back of the ship/station you are. Also you hear voices down to the right and see the door to one of the compartments on station. From your angle you can't read the plate above the door because the void door is blocking your line of sight as it comes down. Chloe: You too hear voices down the right and hear people speaking low gothic. You hear a chair or something knocked over and what you swear are a few people scrambling around. Clawman: You hear voices down to the right and see the door to one of the compartments on station. From your angle you can't read the plate above the door because the void door is blocking your line of sight as it comes down. Corypheus: C=Ship control and fire control compartments. Also you know what deck you are on. Julian: Being the one who bound these daemons to the torpedos you know how to release them. You also know screamers are basically animals without much intelligence. It will probably view you initially as hostile but can be dominated and directed where to go run amok in the ship. Edit: SCHOLASTIC LORE (SPACE STATION): 1d100 8 Ok this is what you know. You know that you are on Deck 24, Frame 14 so that means you are close to the "Front" of the station, you are 88 compartments starboard from the center of the station and the compartment to the right is either Ship Control or Fire Control related. Because thats what the C in 24-14-88-C stands for. In the list linked above do the following. Delete G replace with P P will be Plasma Storage where plasma is kept in storage to fuel the Plasma Reactors R will be Fusion Reactors I'll adjust that list as needed. Kothurchu: You recognize that the first part of the number on the plate, a bullseye is what you remember it being called, is the deck number you are on. You also know you are on the starboard side of the station from the centerline, 88 compartments away from the center of the station infact. Viva Miriya fucked around with this message at 18:46 on Nov 5, 2014 |
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Kayleen Larraman  ::ERADICATE. ERADICATE. ERA-:: Haha, well wasn't that a fun little ride? Okay boys and girls and girls that used to be boys, If there are no objections, I'm going to try to pop that door over there, if one of you will be so good as to cover me." (Tech use to reverse/keep the door open. TN Techuse+90,m.enggineseer+10,p.armor gloves-10,hugbug+10,combitool+10= TN 120+1dos if succeeds) http://orokos.com/roll/191389 12, 11 DoS  pre:Archtype: Heretek Pride: Craftsmanship Disgrace: Wrath Motivation: Perfection Alignment: Manmode Unaligned (int aligned) WS: 28=34-6 BS: 45=38-3+10 STR: 35(45)(+10 L.P.A.) TOU: 40 AGI: 45=37+3+5 INT: 70=42+3ino+5perf+5htek+15 PER: 52=37+5+10op +20 vision base tests WIL: 36=41-5 FEL: 67=42+15capture space station+10 kill+10space station crew enmass Infamy Points: 5/5 Armor: 21 (7l.powerarmor+12machine+2Armormonger) Wounds:16 Init: 1d10+12 Corruption:38 Infamy:65 Skills: Athletics Awareness (+20vs sight) Charm Commerce Common Lore (All, Adeptus Mechanicus+10, Tech+10)(+20g.q.c.i.) Deceive Dodge+10 Forbidden Lore (Archeotech, Adeptus Astartus)(+20g.q.c.i.) Inquiry Logic (+20g.q.c.i.) Medicae+10(+20 Narth) Operate (Surface) Scholastic Lore (Chymistry,All)(+20g.q.c.i.) Security Speak (L.Gothic,H.Gothic) Tech Use+20(+10 M.Enginseer) Trade (Armorer) Talents: Armormonger Combat Formation Die Hard Enemy (Adeptus Mechanicus) Excessive Wealth Foresight Greater Minion Infused Knowledge Jaded Master Enginseer Master Chiruigen Mechadendrite Training (Utility) Greater Minion Quickdraw Step Aside Technical Knock Total Recall WT Las, Primary, Shock, Power Traits Binary Chatter: (+10 Loyalty to robominions) Abbadon's favor: Unlock Ancient Warrior when dealing with Black Legion champions/captains. Hellooo Nurse!: +10 bonus to acquiring medical related items+gain 1 narthecium Quick and the Dead: +2 Ini Mechnicus Implants Machine (12) Take one, Leave one: When performing either first aid, surgery, or similar on a character, you may take enough biological samples to gain +10 on the next craft roll to make an appropriate substance or item Gifts and Rewards: Flight (2xAB) Mechanoid (+4) Gear: Armor: Light Power Armour -Power Source -Vox Link -Auto-senses -Remnants of Mutation (Flyer) Weapons: M29 Prototype Assault Laser -Multilas+Ammo Glutton+Suspensors Demokit (instead of l.carapace) Best-Craftsmanship Lascarbine Common-Craftsmanship Power Axe Cybernetics: G.Q. Cerebral Cortex G.Q. Flesh Replenishment+10 to test Luminin Capacitors Optical Mechadendrite Black Blood (Autosanguine) Mech Assimilation (8) Other: Ligature Oils, combi-tool dataslate demokit Narcethium  pre:Characteristics: WS 31=36-5 BS 49=44+5 STR 40 (+20,Powerarmor) TOU 43 (4untou) AGI 48=43+5 INT 42 PER 43 WIL 37 FEL 35= 40-5 Wounds: 16 Armor: 16 (8 p.armor, 6 machine+2 armormonger) Size: 5 (hulking) Gear: Powerarmor Lascannon w/cursed metal Ghibelline Hyperwave Clarion Cannon Skills: medicae, techuse, dodge+20, awareness, concealment speak L.Gothic, intimidate, trade (armor) Talents: combat formation , hardy, jaded, marksman, storm of iron, step aside, armormonger, sprint, hipshooting, wt: clarion canno, las Traits: sycophant, fanatic, phase, flyer 6, machine 6, autostabilized, unnatural toughness 4 pre:Advances: (10000/10900) -Characteristics: Int+5 -100 Int+10 -250 Int+15 -500 Agi+5 -250 BS +5 -250 BS +10 -500 Fel+5 -250 Fel+10 -500 -Skills Athletics 200 Awareness 200 Charm 200 Commerce 100 Deceive 200 Dodge+10 350 F.l Spess 100 Inquiry 100 Medicae 100 Medicae+10 200 Op (Surf) 200 Security 100 Tech-Use 500 -Talents: CombatFor 200 Ex.Wealth 250 Foresight 300 InfKnowl 400 Jaded 250 greatemin 500 (upgrade from lesser minion) M.Engseer 400 M.Chirugen 400 Step-aside 750 T.Knock 200 -God Alignment: Slaanesh: 6 Tzeench: 3 Nurgle: 3 Khorne: 1 -Acquistions: 1st: L.Power Armor 2nd: Mechanicus Assimilation x4 3rd: Mechanicus Assimilation x4 (Total: 8) 4th: Black Blood/Autosanguine 5th: Multilas -Rolls: Characteristics: http://invisiblecastle.com/roller/view/4484412/ P.A. Mod: http://invisiblecastle.com/roller/view/4484424/ Minion statshttp://invisiblecastle.com/roller/view/4487447/ Ronwayne fucked around with this message at 07:05 on Dec 22, 2014 |
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Kothurchu Disappointment. That is the first thing that flows through Korthurchu's mind as he gazes upon the empty corridor. He had spent most of the flight over in the closest anyone could get to quiet contemplation of the Red God, preparing himself to fall on his enemies like a terrible tempest and trying very hard to not think about the irony that a psyker's toy was the only way he would get to them without being blown into tiny pieces. Then he heard the sound of shearing metal and daemon screams and knew the time for battle was now. First out of the torpedo powersowrd and bolt pistol drawn he looked around for enemies. And found none. The minute he stepped out of that damned sorcerer's toy to relative peace was enough to make him hit one his companions, so primed for battle he was. He listened closely to the sweet music of chaos and bloodshed the other squads had encountered to calm himself. It helps just enough to make him focus on getting to a battle with his enemies rather then starting one with his "allies." As the mechanical women attempts to keep the doors open he speaks for the first time, a low voice rumbling with barely suppressed homicidal rage. "Focus on the left passageway, we need to use that intersection. We must move towards the center and rip the heart out of this station. There will be the heaviest resistance and the best fighting." pre:Name: Kothurchu Race: Human Archetype: Renegade Pride: Fortitude Disgrace: Destruction Motivation: Vegenace Alligence: Khorne MANMODE WS 61=44+3+15 BS 48=40+3+5 S 50 (60)=40+10(+10 in Power Armor) T 50=40+5+5 Ag 42=40-3+5 Int 29=32-3 Per 31=36-5 Fel 29=33-4 Wp 38 Wounds: 18=15+2+1 Infamy: 54=50+2+2 Corruption: 30 Skills: Athletics Awareness Parry +10 Scholastic Lore(Tactica Imperialis) Common Lore(Imperial Guard, Tech, War) Operate(Aeronautica +10, Surface) Intimidate Dodge +10 Stealth Tech Use Talents: Jaded Quick Draw Rapid Reload Weapons Training (Chain, Flame, Las, Primary, SP, Bolt, Power) Catfall Sure Strike Disarm Ambidextrous Ancient Warrior Berserk Charge Pity the Weak Counter Attack Two Weapon Wielder Ranged Two Weapon Wielder Melee Furious Assault Battle Rage Frenzy Combat Master Swift Attack Step Aside Crushing Blow Lightning Attack Blademaster Sidearm Sound Constitution Resistance (Psychic Powers) Raptor Traits The Quick and the Dead Mark of Khorne Brutal Charge(4) Unnatural Strength (4) Special Ability Adroit (Weapons Skill) Mutations: Gift of Khorne (Brass Collar) Gift of Khorne(Daemonic Name) -S'iisoupophel -2 Infamy (http://orokos.com/roll/187983) -Generation Roll(http://orokos.com/roll/187985) -PH EL SO UP O II PP S' Equipment: Light Power Armor (Common) -Horns -Sustainable Power Source -Vox Link -Auto Senses Refractor Field (Common) Brass Collar of Khorne Plasma Gun (Common) -2x mags Bolt Pistol (Common) -2x mags Inferno Pistol (Common) -2x mags Power Sword (Good) -Duelist Hilt -Storm Field Jump Pack (Good) Medikit Data slate w/ annotated version of Tactica Imperialis 12 Legion Frag Grenades 3 Legion Krak Grenades Acquisitions: Trade in one to upgrade Power Sword twice Trade Power Mace for Inferno Pistol (IRC approved) Light Power Armor -Very Rare -20 -Single +10 -Common-Quality +0 Power Sword -Very Rare -20 -Single +10 -Good-Quality -10 -Trade Carapace Armor(Rare) for an additional +10 Refractor Field -Very Rare -20 -Single +10 -Common-Quality +0 Jump Pack -Rare -10 -Single +10 -Good-Quality -10 <MandozerTheGreat> so how about a +10 for G.C. Jump Pack *** hukhukhuk [~HukHukHuk@synIRC-BC6EA0CC.dhcp.mtpk.ca.charter.com] has joined #acolyte <MandozerTheGreat> and 90 minutes of constant flight time Exp to spend 99950/10000 Trained WS 1500 Simple T 250 Simple BS 250 Intermediate S 350 Simple Ag 500 Weapon Training (Power) 250 Pity the Weak 200 Counter Attack 500 Parry +10 200 Two Weapon Wielder Ranged 500 Two Weapon Wielder Melee 500 Furious Assault 300 Battle Rage 300 Combat Master 300 Swift Attack 300 Step Aside 750 Crushing Blow 400 Lightning Attack 400 Blademaster 400 Sidearm 750 Sound Consitution 250 Raptor 250 Operate (Aeronautica) +10 550 pre:WS BS S T Ag Int Per WP Fel
61 48 50(60) 50 42 29 31 29 38
Wounds: 18/18 IP: 5/5
Armour: 7 All Force Field: 1-30, overload 1-10
Initiative: +6
Weapon Range Fire Damage Pen Ammo Clips Reload Special
Bolt Pistol 30m S/2/- 1d10+5 X 4 8/8 - 2 Full Tearing
Inferno Pistol 10m S/-/- 2d10+10 E 12 3/3 2 Full Melta
Power Sword 20m -/-/- 1d10+17 E 7 -/- - - Power Field,
-Balanced (+10 Parry) GQ (+5 Hit and Parry) Duelist Grip (+5 Parry) Storm Field*
Legion Frag 30m S/-/- 2d10+2 X 0 1/1 - 12 - Blast(4)
Legion Krak 30m S/-/- 2d10+8 X 6 1/1 - 3 -
*Storm Field: +2 Damage and Pen/Auto-destroys non-power/force/natural/warp weapons that are involved in a parry
On unmodified 91-00 take hit that cannot be evaded w/o strength bonus (1d10+7)
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- Attacks during a charge cannot be parried by enemies
- Awareness 31
- Dodge 52
- Parry 71 Base
-w/ Power Sword 91
- Jaded
- Unnatural Strength (4)
- Brutal Charge (4)
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- Furious Assault
- Battle Rage
- Frenzy
- Combat Master
- Swift Attack
- Step Aside
- Crushing Blow
- Lightning Attack
- Blademaster
- Raptor
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- Resistant Psychic Powers
- Nullify all direct and AOE psychic powers against me (Brass Collar of Khorne)Zikan fucked around with this message at 20:47 on May 10, 2014 |
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Ronwayne posted:Kayleen You quickly crack open a security panel next to the right door with your combitool and start messing with wires. Within 3 seconds you have overridden the security lock on the door. Pressing the green rune on the keypad rewards you with the door opening immedietely with a hiss. You feel a light breeze as air is being sucked out from the gaps around where your daemon torpedo made its entrance. If not for its presence clogging up the hole, air would be rushing out quite violently and rapidly. You repeat the same steps to the other door and for good measure you restore both panels so that they do not appear to have been tampered with in the least.
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Kayleen After a few moments the trivial task is completed and Kayleen gives the thumbs up to the rest of the team. "Ready to proceed when you all are."
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Oh yeah, get your combat blocks made now please.
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Lysander Lysander nods his readiness and waves to the mass of tumors and armor behind him. "Naff, ready your cannon. We have work to do." pre:Name: Lysander Oberst Race: Human Career: Apostate Pride: Charm Disgrace: Gluttony Motivation: Arcane Alignment: Nurgle (pre-aligned manmode) Wounds: 28 (14+2+2+10) IP: 4/6 ------------------------------------------------------------------ Characteristics: http://orokos.com/roll/187141: 10#2d10+25 38 35 38 39 36 44 32 31 44 pre:WS BS S T Agi Int Per WP Fel 41 49 65(45) 94(54) 31 45 32 40 64 Wounds: 28/28 IP: 6/6 Armour: 8 All Force Field (GQ Infernal Star): 50, Overload 01-05 Initiative: +5 Weapon Range Fire Damage Pen Ammo Clips Reload Special Plasma Gun 90m S/2/– 1d10+8E 10 25 -- 5 Full Maximal(+10m range, +1d10 Dam, +2 Pen, 3x ammo consumption, Recharge) -GQ (Reliable), Overheats (91+ roll=hit to arm, Agi test or drop, next round cooldown), RDLS (+10 BS Single Shot), Extended Mag Power Sword 1d10+5E 5 Power Field, Balanced (+10 Parry) -GQ (+5 hit/parry), Cursed Metal (Test toughness after battle if ever used, fail=1 wound taken ignoring all armor and toughness) Good Laspistol 30m S/2/– 1d10+2E, 0 30 -- Half Reliable Blight Grenades 18m S/-/- 2d10E 0 1 12 Toxic (2), Blast (6)(cloud remains for 1d10 rounds, deals 1d10E Toxic damage to anyone entering it) -(All damage ignores armor that isn't sealed) Haywire Grenades 18m S/-/- 0 0 1 2 Haywire (3) BQ Bolt Pistol (untrained) Notable Abilities: -Awareness 32 -Dodge 31 -Parry 41 -Unnatural Toughness (+4) -Vomit Toughness Bonus worth of Nurglings as free action once per battle (Each makes a Melee Attack at WS 30 at an enemy within 3 metres, dealing 1d10+1R Pen 0 Damage with the Toxic (1) Quality, then dissipates back into the Warp in a cloud of foul smelling mist) -Stuff of Nightmares -Unshakeable Will -Quick Draw -Nerves of Steel -Mighty Shot +2 damage to all BS weapons, incorporated -Master Chirurgeon -Jaded -Iron Discipline -Inspire Wrath -Hatred: Adeptus Astartes -Disturbing Voice -(Power Armor) --Size (Hulking) --Dark Sight --Heightened Senses (Sight, Sound) -Trophy Rack (-5 WS to enemies in melee) -True Grit Immunities/Resistances: -Psychic Power Resistance (+10 to tests against) -SoN: Immune to poison, bleeding, stunning, disease, breathing, most environmental hazards, and crit effects except those that destroy me outright or come from psychic powers, force weapons, or sanctified weapons  pre:Minion: Chaos Space Marine Name: Iocanthos Wounds: 18 New Minion Characteristics: 9#2d10+30 38 38 37 41 38 46 44 50 43 Minion Power Armor pre:WS BS S T Agi Int Per WP Fel 38 55 73 (43) 91 [51] 44 33 45 38 32 Wounds: 18/18 Armour: 8 All Loyalty 74 Initiative: +4 Weapon Range Fire Damage Pen Ammo Clips Reload Special Legion Combi-Bolter 80 S/4/- 1d10+12X 4 32 -- Full Tearing, Twin-Linked Legion Power Sword -- -- 1d10+6E 6 -- -- -- Power Field, Balanced Notable Abilities: -Awareness 55 -Athletics -Dodge 64 -Parry 38 -Bolter Drill -Fearless -Hip Shooting -Legion Weapon Training -Mighty Shot +3 damage to BS weapons, incorporated. -Nerves of Steel -Rapid Reload -Step Aside -Target Selection -Technical Knock -True Grit -Unnatural Toughness (+4) -Unnatural Strength (+1) Dachshundofdoom fucked around with this message at 22:00 on Dec 21, 2014 |
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May 10, 2014 21:08
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Kothurchu With the mechanical women having stopped the doors from closing, Korthurchu promptly takes to the vanguard of the group. He moves towards the left hallway and the intersection, figuring that if they just went towards the center they would find the important parts of the station that we not supposed to get hit in the immediate beginning of a fight in space. He addresses the group again. "This way. The heaviest fighting and greatest glories to the Red God shall follow. Unless," he looks towards the maintenance door, "the group wishes to take the way of the weak and the craven. I can understand if your worship of Him is imperfect. He can understand but he does not respect it of course.
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 Index Light Blue Rectangles: Doors Grey Lines: Bulkheads Grey Rectangles attached to Grey Lines: Signs Red Lightning Bolt: Group Location The doors in the hallway are airtight ones that can seal off an air from the void. The one to the right is just a regular compartment door though it too can become airtight if need be. It just requires manual operation to be sealed in such a manner.
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Corypheus Debarking from the torpedo, the first thing Corypheus heard was one of their Khornate followers whining about not killing anybody yet. Having already spent 12 hours listening to this inanity, he was thoroughly fed up with it. Still..."Perhaps Kothurchu here has a point. They are surely forming up to resist our incursion, and would not be expecting a quick assault. He can form a spearpoint to disrupt local resistance, along with anyone else who wants to, while the rest of us hunt down an appropriate place for prisoner collection, and other uses, and get a fix on where exactly we are currently." As he finishes his statement, and even as the thralls he brought with him disembark from the back of the torpedo, he reaches for the Warp. Drawing it in, his shape seems to waver and distort, and those paying attention notice he no longer seems to be touching the deck. 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If failed, no effect; if successful, the Heretic may Push his next Psychic Power without suffering the normal effects of Pushing such as possible Fatigue or Psychic Phenomena. Regardless of the outcome of the Test, the Thrall Wizard must pass a Challenging(+0) Toughness Test or be slain. Treat him as a minion that has been killed. Binding Rod: Whenever the Heretic that commands the Thrall Wizard suffers a result on either the Warp Phenomena or Perils of the Warp Table, he may choose to have the result affect the Thrall Wizard instead. The Thrall Wizard suffers the rolled result, and then dies horribly. Treat the Thrall Wizard as a minion that has been killed. Lord Koth fucked around with this message at 22:13 on Nov 27, 2014 |
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Oh hey in non combat situations like this or even in some combat situations I allow for you to make your own rolls on orokos. Campaign is MANDOZERS BLACK CRUSADE. The roll don't count if I can't see it by clicking on that. I will also periodically, when I feel appropriate, test for you and not tell you poo poo about it unless something happens that you should know about.
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Lord Koth posted:Corypheus As you go through the opened blast door and pass through the walls to the door on the right you catch the eye of a panel on the door in red with white lettering, it reads Damage Control. As you enter the room and circle it you see the following things. You see 4 imperial navy sailors in a bit of a panic. The one closest to the door is on his face, the chair at his station knocked down as he reaches for a drawer and tries to grab a las pistol. The 2nd man has his las pistol and is moving to the door. 3rd is at his station where there is a map of the entire station, though the computer display is currently focused on this deck and the various frames, compartments, and doors. He slams his vox piece down in frustration as he tries to report to the bridge. The 4th man is making his way to a red telephone, putting the receiver close to his face and begins talking. "DC Deck 24 to DC Central come in DC Central. DC Deck 24 to DC Central is anyone on this line." The vox is jammed but this has to be a backup form of communication. What do you do? Viva Miriya fucked around with this message at 23:18 on May 10, 2014 |
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Corypheus Gliding through the wall into the next room, Corypheus smirks to himself as he sees what room he now finds himself in. Allowing himself to drift back into reality, he proceeds to rip a tear in the Warp above the heads of the hapeless ratings. Manifesting Storm of Change on top of the 4 sailors at Fettered level. 97 = 62[WP] + 25[PR(5)] + 10[Psy-focus] Manifesting Storm of Change: 1d100 81 pre:
Traits: Dark Sight, Unnatural Willpower(+4), Heightened Senses(Sight & Sound). Immune to Photon Flash and Stun grenades.
WS BS S T Ag Int Per WP Fel Inf
33 24 41(4) 38(3) 43 45 38 62(10) 50 50
Wounds: 13/13 IP: 5/5 Armour: 7 All Toughness Bonus: 3
Dodge: 43 Corruption: 35 Field Save: 72(Overload 01-08)
Psy Rating: 8(9 from Aetheric Wave Spars)
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Telepathy
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-Mind Link
-Mind Probe
-Thought Sending
Telekinesis
-Mind Over Matter
-Precision Telekinesis
-Telekinetic Shield
Divination
-Precognition
Tzeentch
-Gholam Curse
-Storm of Change
-Bolt of Change
-Flicker
Force Staff Melee -; 1d10+13(4 STR + 9 PR)I Pen 9 Balanced, Force, Acts as Psy-Focus
Relevant Traits/Talents/Equipment
-Strong Minded: May reroll failed Willpower Tests to resist powers that affect his mind.
-Favoured by the Warp: Roll twice when rolling Psychic Phenomena and pick which result you want.
-Magister Immaterial: Immune to my own created Psychic Phenomena, and may expend an IP to make all those in one or more subgroups(enemy, ally, NPC) also immune.
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Ciro Peizerat Ciro steps off of the torpedo, humming something to himself as he looks both ways along the corridor. pre:Wounds: 16/16 Damage Mitigation: 7 armor All, TB = 4, conversion field 50 protection, malfunctions 15% Skills: Dodge@60, Parry@100 Traits: Fear 2, WS Adroit, Collar of Khorne, Crushing Blow Init: +7 WS BS S T Ag Int Per WP Fel 70 33 52 47 50 29 37 31 29 Weapons Name Range Fire Damage Pen Ammo Reload Qualities 2 (best and good) Heavy Polix Khopesh 1d10+20 E, Pen 8 Power, Balanced, Concussive(1) (two handed) Heavy Flamer 30m S 1d10+8 5 10 2 Full Flame,Spray Best Chainsword 1d10+14 Tearing, Balanced IPlayVideoGames fucked around with this message at 01:23 on May 11, 2014 |
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May 10, 2014 23:30
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Lord Koth posted:Corypheus Elapsed Mission Time: 10 seconds. You reappear into the material world, everyone in the room oblivious to your presence. From your hands fly ethereal fire, controlled but no less deadly in all directions. The sailors in this compartment scream as they are horribly mutated whilst their souls and minds are burned from within. Within 5 seconds, the flames die down, everyone inside the compartment except Corypheus is dead, a look of pure horror etched onto each of their faces. Damage Control for Deck 24 is secure and the red telephone is hanging from the wall. None of the electronics seem to be damaged either.
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May 10, 2014 23:42
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Kothurchu As one of the foul sorcerers disappear into nothingness, Kothurchu stops himself from flying down the hallway, not eager to run into a burst of Warp majiks that might hurt him even with his gift from the Red God. One never knew what those schemers were up to. He decides to wait for the rest of the group to get off their asses and out of boarding torpedo and the sorcerer to return from his ethereal jaunt.
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May 10, 2014 23:45
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Corypheus Whistling as he brushes some sludge off the control panel Corypheus quickly finds the door control and presses it. Activating his vox-link, he proceeds to call their tech-specialist, though he doesn't bother to limit it to her. "Attention Kayleen, your presence is requested in Deck 24's Damage Control room. You can find the entrance to your right." That finished, he proceeds to hang up the phone and begins inspecting the map of the station, looking for what they happen to be near at the moment, as well as where the nearest large open spaces are. Lord Koth fucked around with this message at 23:56 on May 10, 2014 |
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May 10, 2014 23:53
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Kothurchu A fragment of his Imperial Guard training comes back, as Kothurchu recognizes the importance of the words "Damage Control" on a space vessel. He moves into the room and notices that the damned soceror had gotten the first kills, infuriating him even more. They didn't even die properly, there was no blood to be seen anywhere! Frustrated beyond all belief, he looks at the map alongside Corypheus, attempting to divine where the most important target would be. There would be the heavy defenses. There would be the sacrifices for the Red God. Scholastic Lore(Tactica Imperialis): 1d100 7 TN=29 so 2 DoS Zikan fucked around with this message at 00:19 on May 11, 2014 |
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May 10, 2014 23:58
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Lysander Lysander motions to Naff to stay in the corridor and to continue covering the left hallway with his Autocannon, then moves into the map room. After pausing for a moment to take in the corpses, he says, "You do good work, Corypheus. For a Tzeentchi." He then turns to the map and tries to apply his knowledge of Imperial tactics to it, hoping to see any places that would be ideal for the Imperials to attack them. Unfortunately, his cursory knowledge of the Imperium is insufficient to even hazard a guess. Looking for places where the Imperium will try to attack us and trying to predict how they'll try to stop us. Scholastic Lore Tacticae Imperialis= 40 Tacticae Imperialis to predict ambushes: 1d100 66 Dachshundofdoom fucked around with this message at 00:15 on May 11, 2014 |
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May 11, 2014 00:10
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Ciro Peizerat Ciro wanders into the damage control room with the others, lifting his mask and considering what the witch had wrought. "Won't be long now until they show up," he predicts, fishing out his dataslate to note something down. "What's the best way to this stuff we need to blow up? Can you do anything about security, Kayleen? Shut stuff down or reroute or whatever?"
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May 11, 2014 00:18
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Kayleen Appearing moments after the request, Kayleen gingerly hops overs the dissecated husks "Ohhh, nice work Corypheus, total dessication of the psycho-biological pattern. What do you require of me? Glancing around the DC room, she notes the controls and the map of the station's outlay. "Fan-tastic". Kayleen nods at Ciro. "Well, all sorts of things are possible. We can pick up that phone over there and try to bluff DC Central, we can play merry hell with this deck's security systems, and we can plot our best course to do maximum havoc from these mappings here." She pauses. "Really, the choices boil down to causing immediate, medium, or long term carnage on the station. None are mutually exclusive, but I need to know what order you want me to do them in." Ronwayne fucked around with this message at 00:39 on May 11, 2014 |
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May 11, 2014 00:28
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Epicurius fucked around with this message at 02:53 on May 17, 2014 |
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 Chloe The sniper sneers, displeased that their operation is in a crowded space station in space. Did she mention how tiny all the hallways were? She hated fighting in small hallways. Whatever, it appears that the sorcerer already took out the imperials she heard so there's no need to worry about that. She turns on her preysense goggles, hoping to catch an ambush or a group of unaware losers. pre:http://invisiblecastle.com/roller/view/4484876/ Class: Renegade Alignment: Tzneetch WS 34: 25 + 9 + 3 - 3 BS 66: 25 + 18 + 3 + 5 + 15 S 29: 25 + 7 - 3 T 33: 25 + 8 Ag 52: 25 + 17 + 5 + 5 Int 35: 25 + 10 Per 59: 25 + 19 + 5 + 10 WP 42: 25 + 14 - 2 + 5 Fel 45: 25 + 15 + 5 Inf 62: 50 + 2 + 5 Wounds: 15/15 IP 5/5 Corruption 38 PRIDE: Beauty DISGRACE: Wrath Motivation: Perfection Mutations: Ecstatic Duplication, Tail Exp - 350 SKILLS Athletics Awareness + 10 Dodge + 10 Parry Scholastic Lore(Tactica Imperialis) Common Lore(WAR,Tech,Imperial Guard) Operate(Surface) Intimidate Stealth +10 Tech Use Psynecience Linguistics(Low Gothic) Trade(Armourer) TALENTS Jaded Quick Draw Rapid reload Weapon Training (Chain, Las, Primary, SP, Flame, Bolt, Plasma) Combat Sense Marksman Mighty Shot Disarm Two Weapon Wielder Ambidexterous Deadeye Shot Sharpshooter Eye of Vengeance Unnatural WP(4) Psy rating(5) Favored of the Warp Radiant Presence Plasma Weapon Expertise MAGIC POWERS Precognition Precognitive Dodge Precognitive Strike Preternatural Awareness Warp-Flame Ward STUFF Best Lasgun Common Plasma Pistol Common Bolt Pistol Good Hand Flamer Carapace Armor Medikit Dataslate with annotated Tactica Imperialis 2x Mastercrafted Bolt Pistols 1d10+10 Pen 5 Accurate, Reliable, Tearing 12 Kraken, 6 Dragonfire, 6 Metalstorm, 6 Vengeance, 15 standard bolter rounds Aquisitions Common Synskin Good Camo Cloak Purified Plasma Sick sniper (i lost the stats) Common Preysense Goggles (sick sunglasses) SPECIAL ABILITY: ADROIT(Agility) Adds one additional Degree of Success THE QUICK AND THE DEAD All Heretics with this Trait add a +2 bonus to Initiative Rolls. MARK OF TZNEETCH Magic Stuff Xun fucked around with this message at 00:03 on Dec 10, 2014 |
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May 11, 2014 01:21
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Gonna pass out, I'll update the information on the map tommorow and hopefully everyone has checked in by then.
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 Khûlan Ur-Dair Khûlan, stepping out of the daemonic boarding craft, turned to address the idiotic Astartes Apostle:"And what would a fancy, prayer muttering Astartes ponce like you know about Ghorghe? You ever even met the ugly bastard? I have, and I can assure you all that dogfaced oval office likes is his blood. Ghorghe tolerates strategy, if it gets him his due. But more often than not poor strategy results in more blood, which suits him fine." In the near millennium since her departure from Fenris, Khûlan has still never lost her thick fenrisian accent, or her habit of calling things by their fenrisian name. She hated Astartes, but she hated their Apostles most of all. Deluded fools actually worshiped beings like Ghorghe, who neither wanted or needed their worthless prayers, and would slaughter their devoted worshipers and champions on a whim. Best to forget what they wanted, and focus on your own goals. Unless you were stuck with some godawful daemonic axe who wouldn't shut up the gently caress up about blood and skulls. But she was working on getting that little situation under control. Turning away from the Astartes freak, she looks around her new surroundings. It'd been centuries since last she'd been on a station like this, but she remembered it like it was yesterday. She racked her mind for relevant details that might aid them. Space Station Lore: 1d100 4 pre:Archtype: Khonsort of Khorne CHA: WS 63 BS 32 S 50 T 38 AG 36 INT 30 PER 38 WP 55 FEL 40 INFAMY 50 CP: 40 Wounds: 16 Skills: Linguistics (Low Gothic) Athletics +10 Awareness Command +10 Common Lore (War, Imperial Guard, Imperium) Dodge Intimidate +10 Linguistics (Low Gothic, Xurish) Navigate (Surface) Operate (Aeronautics) Parry +10 Scholastic Lore (Occult) Stealth Survival +10 Trade (Scrimshaw) Talents: Ambidextrous Ancient Warrior Air of Authority Battle Rage Berserk Charge Combat Sense Combat Master Crushing Blow Disarm Fearless Flesh Render Frenzy Furious Assault Greater Minion of Chaos Jaded Nerves of Steel Sure Strike Lightning Reflexes, Peer (Xur) Pity the Weak Quick Draw Resistance (Cold, Fear) Swift Attack Weapon Training (Primary, SP, Chain). Pride: Martial Prowess Disgrace Betrayal -10 Charm Motivation: Violence Starting Trait: The Quick and The Dead Gifts of Khorne: Daemonic Name X 3 150 xp left Advances Crushing Blow 400 Flesh Render 200 Chain Weapon Training 250 Fearless 750 Swift Attack 300 1550 +10 WS 750 +5 STR 100 +10 WP 1250 pre:Wounds: 16/16 Damage Mitigation: 7 armor All, TB = 3 Skills: Traits: Brutal Charge (4) Unnatural Strength (4) Quick and the Dead WS BS S T Ag Int Per WP Fel 63 32 50 38 36 30 38 55 40   pre:3d10+5 R 3 Felling (6), Tearing, Unwieldy, Warp Weapon +8 Crit Damage Null (-20 on enemy psyker Focus Power Tests) No penalty for Called Headshots, which are taken at half actions Heal 1d10 on kills Frenzy test on drawing (+0 WP test) Schizotek fucked around with this message at 02:59 on May 11, 2014 |
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May 11, 2014 02:45
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Ciro Peizerat Ciro scratches his cheek with the tip of a khopesh, remembering to disable the power field first, thankfully. "Well..." he blows a long breath out of his nose, black smoke billowing from his Khorne-blessed visage. "How about immediate first? Give them some more poo poo to deal with so they can't respond as easily to us. Seem reasonable?" He looks at Khûlan, and more specifically, her weapon. "Hey. Nice axe." Thumbs up.
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May 11, 2014 02:52
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Epicurius fucked around with this message at 02:52 on May 17, 2014 |
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May 11, 2014 03:42
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 Dulsatae: Herald of Nurgle's Comforting Embrace Dulsatae remains in the boarding torpedo making sure that all of his weapons are fully loaded and functional, and that his armor is secured. By the time he exits the torpedo apparently loyalists were already dead. He didn't understand the rush, it was not as if the enemies were going any where. Upon hearing the words "damage Control" uttered Dulsatae makes his way there, combi-bolter in his left hand, and Deliverer of Warmth in the other. He enters damage control, his vox clicking on and his voice a deep whisper, "This is damage control. This should contain fire suppression controls. The primary way to fight fires in the void is to open compartments to space. So let us open them, all of them. Let them feel the coldness of space and the chilling fear of death wrap them when they breathe their last air." Come on folks, let's just Valley of Darkness their asses from Battlestar Galactica. pre:Archtype: plague marine Pride: Fortitude Disgrace: Dread Motivation: Vengeance Alignment: Manmode nurgle WS:51=30+11+10 BS:59=30+14+15 S:40=30+10 T:81=30+16+5+10+20 Ag:29=30+12-3-10 Int:35=30+8-3 Per:43=30+13+5-5 Wp:42=30+12-5+5 Fel:39=30+9 Wounds:23+8+10=41 Corruption:35 Infamy:65=55+10 Skills: Athletics Awareness +10 Common Lore (War, imperial navy) Dodge Forbidden Lore (Adeptus Astartes, daemonology, The Horus Heresy and the Long War) Intimidate +10 Linguistics (Low Gothic) Navigate (Surface) Operate (Surface) Parry +10 Tech Use Trade (armorer) Talents: Ancient warrior Ambidextrous Bulging Biceps Legion Weapon Training Heightened Senses (Hearing, Sight) Nerves of Steel Quick Draw Resistance (Cold,Heat,Poisons) Unarmed Warrior Lightning Reflexes Bolter Drill Exotic weapon training (plague blades) Fearless Iron Jaw Hardy Hip shooting Rapid reload Deadeye shot blind fighting Mighty shot Armor Monger Traits: Amphibious Unnatural Strength (+4) Unnatural Toughness (+6) Stuff of Nightmares Special abilities: Abominable phyisiology: does not suffer from diseases or toxic weapon effects Hideous Resilience: As reaction make -10 toughness test. Reduce damage by one for each DoS. If damage reduced to 0, get fear (1) to attacker Infectious Miasma: Spend infamy point, for 1d5+1 rounds every one in 10 rounds suffers 1d10 damage with toxic, ignoring armor that is not environmentally sealed. Gifts and Rewards: Mark of Nurgle(manmode) Nurgle's Rot(gift 1) Daemon weapon(gift 2) Starting Gear: Legionnaire Power Armour -Careful maintenance -sustainable power source -Enhanced ceramite plating -recoil suppression gloves -auto senses -Mag soles Werix fucked around with this message at 05:53 on Oct 6, 2014 |
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Kayleen "Of course, voiding would be the immediate term carnage, lets give the medium one a shot. This is just a crapshoot, but lets see how bad security protocols have decayed since I left uh, a few hundred years ago." Kayleen picks up the phone. "Elevatus override request, authorization code:" a torrent of static and squeaking in binary comes out of her mouth, indecipherable by anyone else other than the claw-man. Kayleen waits a moment, and gets nothing in return. "...yeah, I'm guessing they changed codes at least once in that time. Lets try just killing fuckers with void instead. She carefully stares at the control panel and smashes a set of buttons with a power armored fist. (Hopefully I can do two different things here: Deceive: first roll vs TN57, failure: http://orokos.com/roll/191579 second roll, also failure but only 1 DoF: http://orokos.com/roll/191580 Techuse to void as much of this deck as possible: vs TN 120 +1dos on sux: http://orokos.com/roll/191582 Ten DoS)
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The Clawman The Clawman clacks its way into the chamber, casting a discerning eye over the four corpses. "No signs of terror," it rasps. "What a waste." It bends down, claws snicking as it sets about decapitating the least of the disfigured bodies. "Just keep in mind our primary goal is to silence the station. We should make haste to perform that function first. Then we can have fun," it grins, its claws snipping one final time to sever the spinal cord. pre:Name: The Clawman Race: Human Archetype: Idolitrex Magos of Forge Polix Pride: Devotion Disgrace: Destruction Motivation: Ascendancy Experience: 750/4450 Alignment: Tzeentch Khorne 0 Nurgle 1 Slaanesh 0 Tzeentch 8 Advances: WP +5 250 T WP +10 500 T WS +5 250 Psyniscience 200 T Scrutiny 200 T Combat Formation 250 T Warp Sense 250 T Weapon-Tech 250 Mechadendrite Use (Medicae/Torture) 500 Favoured by the Warp 750 T Resistance (Psychic) 250 N Strong Minded 500 T Int +5 250 Int +10 500 Characteristics: WS 45 (15 + 25 + 5 (Advances)) BS 37 (12 + 25) S 40 (15 + 25 - 5 (Pride)) T 38 (13 + 25) Ag 37 (12 + 25) Int 60 (15 + 25 + 10 (Archetype) + 10 (Advances)) Per 39 (14 + 25) WP 62 (17 + 25 + 5 (Archetype) + 5 (Pride) + 5 (Motivation) + 10 (Advances)) Fel 33 (12 + 25 - 4 (Disgrace)) Inf 72 (50 + 2 (Disgrace) + 5) Wounds: 14 Infamy Points: 5 Corruption: 35 Skills: Common Lore (Adeptus Mechanicus, The Hollows, Imperial Creed, Tech +10) Parry Forbidden Lore (Daemonology, Warp) Interrogation Linguistics (Low Gothic, Techna-Lingua) Logic Psyniscience Scholastic Lore (Occult) Scrutiny Tech Use +10 Trade (Scrimshawer +10) Talents: Ancient Warrior Armour Monger Blasphemous Incantation Cold Hearted Combat Formation Die Hard Enemy (Adeptus Mechanicus) Favoured by the Warp Jaded Mechadendrite Training (Medicae/Torture, Utility) Meditation Paranoia Psy Rating 3 Resistance (Psychic) Strong Minded Technical Knock Warp Sense Weapon-Tech Weapon Training (Las, Primary, Shock, Power) Traits: Blasphemous Studies - Maximum Psy Rating is limited to Corruption Bonus. Psychic Strength counts as Bound. Fear (1) Machine (12) Mechanicus Implants Psyker The Quick and the Dead - +2 to Initiative. Psychic Powers: Compel Delude Mind Probe Psychic Scream Thought Sending Mutations: Darksoul - Gain Fear (+1) trait. Mechanoid - Gain Machine (+4) trait. Gear: Best Craftsmanship Lascarbine with Red-dot Laser Sight Common Craftsmanship Fallen Magos Power Axe Light Carapace Armour Good Craftsmanship Cerebral Implant Best Craftsmanship Blade Tines Unholy Unguents Dataslate Utility Mechadendrite Luminen Capacitors Mag-boots 2x Good Craftsmanship Bionic Arm Medicae/Torture Mechadendrite 4x Mechanicus Assimilation 4x Mechanicus Assimilation Bladehands, Mono, Cursed Metal MaliciousOnion fucked around with this message at 00:12 on Dec 22, 2014 |
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Intruder Alert Elapsed Mission Time: 2 minutes Khûlan Ur-Dair and Kothurchu Its quite simple really how you are going to be responded to. First damage control will do their jobs and seal off damaged sections and attempt to find the source of the breach, especially in the case of a boarding party like what is happening now. They will lock down all doors except for certain ones to drive the enemy forces in a certain direction and have combat troops intercept you and pin you down. Once you are fixed they will deliver the killing blow from all angles. It will certainly allow for tons of bloodshed but with 20,000 able bodied men and women of the corpse emperor's Imperial Guard and Navy with lasguns, autoguns, shotguns, and grenades. Not to mention heavier weapons like flamers, bolters, and the odd plasma/melta weaponry. Eventually you will be overwhelmed. The key to boarding action is to move quickly and take control of engineering/propulsion. Control the doors, power, and air supply and you can control the station. You expect you have 5 to 10 minutes before the commanders realize whats happening and piece together the full picture. You also know that Squad Ripper, having drawn first blood, will receive the brunt of the initial response. Looking over to the damage control screen which shows the map of the whole ship you see the following things. Kayleen "Petty Officer Jones are you still there. Clear this line." Is what you hear as you pick up the red telephone. "DC 24 this is DC Central report!" is the last thing you hear before transmitting your code phrase. The response is decidedly negative but not as bad as it could be "What in the hell was that shrieking. Who are you? Where is jones?. Meanwhile as you look towards the computer display, access the map and pull up deck 24's schematics, you notice that from frames 88 to 100 are red in a straight line, assuming where you breached. The map also shows breaches on Deck 50 (Rachmann's Squad), Deck 36, and Deck 14. Similar Frame numbers from the centerline, all starboard of the center. You begin the procedures to vent the entirety of this Deck, opening all doors. Air is being rerouted to the other decks in this venting procedure and is being filtered out. The venting is more successful in the frames behind where the boarding torpedo punched through at aka the exterior compartments of the station. Those areas get vented to space completely in mere minutes. You wanna vent this level and the interior in a reasonable timeframe you need to move the ride that got you in out the loving way back into space. Estimated time to vent this deck is 20 minutes at this speed but with a big gaping hole in the hull and no obstructions you can get it down to 5 with no atmosphere on this entire level. You'll have to open vents to cause further venting of atmosphere above and below you. In regards to immediate results, this corridor and the passageway/intersection to the left have no atmosphere. You hear an alarm klaxon before it goes silent as the hallway is vented. "General Quarters, General Quarters, all hands man your bat" is all you catch before the air finally booshes itself out of the hallway. Your own room still has atmosphere until you open the door and the sound powered telephone is still going off demanding answers. What are you gonna tell them? Also note from this station you can access schematics for every level of the ship, identify each compartment by its purpose via the standard numbering, and locate other damage control rooms on various decks. You can do everything DC Central can do but can be overriden by DC Central. I'm going to need another tech-use test at -30 difficulty to lock DC Central out of overriding this control rooms commands. Viva Miriya fucked around with this message at 17:50 on May 11, 2014 |
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Kayleen "Belay that DC Command, we've had a power surge down here. Jones has a few burns and..." Kayleen slaps her forehead and rips the telephone off the hook, walks back over to the control panel and slams the power axe into the wall behind it, jams her fist into the hole and pulls it out with a handful of data cables. "There we go, I think they're tipped off, but they can't do poo poo about it." She scans the map layout with her eyes and makes a copy. "Decision Time, team! A)If we want this deck ventilated in a reasonable amount of time, we need to blow the torpedo, proceed, yes or no? B)I can try to upload this map to the other squads so they can reach their objectives faster. I don't know if you want them to get the glory though, your call. Send map info to other squads, yes or no?" Kayleen leans over the DC panel waiting for one of the more authoritative squad members to issue orders. (Charm vs tn 57 http://orokos.com/roll/191742 1 DoF Override vs tn 90 http://orokos.com/roll/191743 6 DoS) Ronwayne fucked around with this message at 19:47 on May 11, 2014 |
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GM reminder, Julian aka Waci can release the daemon inside and free it. Then dominate it.
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Kothurchu Knowing the tactical situation, the decision from Kothurchu is instant. "Blow the torpedo. Send the information. Then we move to the engineering and shut off all of the power, leaving the pathetic worshippers of the Corpse-Pretender in the dark and in the throes of terror for their inevitable sacrifice to the Red God. Metla-bomb enough to dislodge torpedo y/n?
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quote:Basic squad wargear allotted for mission First you need to unbind the daemon or its gonna soak quite a bit of that melta bomb damage. That said after that I'll allow a meltabomb to blow clean through the boarding torpedo. It won't be dislodged but it'll have a giant loving hole in it so that air will get sucked out of it super fast. I'd recommend you either make use of magnetic boots or be clear of the area after detonation because that light breeze I described in the OP is gonna become quite violent decompression if Kayleen does her thing to vent the deck in the most expedient manner. You will either moving slow as poo poo with magboots or you will get vented out to space unless you test agility to grab something and strength to hold on. That said if you want to take a space walk on purpose and breach elsewhere, you do have lascutters to get you back into the hull but it'll take time. Also Govtcheese: 6 DoS is enough for me to say you lock out DC Central from overriding your changes. They have their own tech priests on station who will try to reverse what you've done but its not likely they'll be able to stop the venting of this deck and possibly more decks before they backhack you and regain control. Lets say 30-60 minutes of uninterrupted control if you were to walk away from this console now. If you jack in at any damage control room you can replicate the results as well as stymy any attempts to rehack the DC controls. Viva Miriya fucked around with this message at 03:09 on May 12, 2014 |
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Kayleen "Roger that, I'm gonna put this melta on a personal vox detonate, everyone get into the DC room so we can shut the door before we vent so we won't be making a walk outside." She quickly sends the other squads the map information for their immediate area and a path to vital sections of the ship. Kayleen then backs out and plots a course from the DC room to the Engineering bay. "Got the info!" Kayleen runs back to the torpedo, dodging past its dozens of creepy eyes spread across the hull, hefts the heavy metal dome onto the rear of the torpedo and punches in the activation code. "Its armed, repeat, torpedo is armed to blow, everyone get behind an airlock and close the door or you'll be sucked into the void!" (Downloading map info for other squads current positions and sending them a route to the nearest targets of value. Then downloading a route for our squad to engineering. Wiring torpedo to blow, waiting until squad gets to cover before activating it. When the deck is vacuumed, slowly opening the DC room door so the air loss is gradual and no one gets sucked out. Not sure how many actions this is, but http://orokos.com/roll/191867 12 Degrees of success) Ronwayne fucked around with this message at 03:09 on May 12, 2014 |
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May 12, 2014 03:00
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The Clawman "Julian, tell me the True Name of the bound daemon and I will release it from its vessel. My ferric symbiosis with the ship's hull will me from being lost to the void," The Clawman says. Forbidden lore (Daemonology) @ 50, +20 for being aligned to Tzeentch, +1 0 for having an artifact related to the daemon (the boarding torpedo), +30 if I can get its true name. Assuming all goes well, I'll try to then bind it into my own axe. MaliciousOnion fucked around with this message at 04:56 on Jun 13, 2014 |
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Ciro Peizerat It feels like a long time since Ciro was on a voided vessel. The experience wasn't all that pleasant the first time around. "Is this going to kill grav-control to the station? Let's keep that on," he suggests as he waits in the DC while the others make full use of their talents. He's sure his time to be useful will come soon enough, but for now...well, he can just reattach his mask and play Angry Astartes on his dataslate as he waits. He engages his magboots just to be cautious. IPlayVideoGames fucked around with this message at 21:36 on May 12, 2014 |
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Lysander After ordering Naff into a position in the Damage Control room where he is least likely to go flying into space in case of decompression, he turns and looks sadly at the ruined phone. "I do wish I'd realized that line was still open BEFORE someone tore it off the wall; the fun we could have had with a few choice words... Well, it hardly matters. One way or the other, we're going to kill them all." Lysander turns back to the map and begins to study it as quickly as he can, hoping to spot something like a medbay along their route; he wouldn't pass up a chance to gather chemical supplies for future poison-making, or at the least an opportunity to bring Nurgle's love to the wounded.
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