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6/23/2015 3:21:55 AM
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[b][i]Chapter 6.3.3 - Wall of Death (Part 3, A new threat)[/i][/b]
[spoiler]keep in mind that the golden city is roughly the size of North America. The scale of this battle is about to increase dramatically[/spoiler]
*The sun sets on the third straight night of sustained battle. The exhausted forces of the imperium rotate out of combat while the rested forces rotate in*
*There is literally no ground visible in the train yard. It is buried under several meters of mutilated corpses - both necromorph and imperium*
*The last of the necromorphs is wiped out a few hours later. The exhausted troops begin to collect their dead out of the mountains of corpses when gunfire erupts from the tunnel... A new threat emerges*
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*Millions of tan colored, 8 foot tall, power armored, rubric legionnaires march out of the tunnel - their huge weapons spitting mass reactive rounds at the allied forces - the volley is lethal*
[spoiler]Rubric legionnaires are basically sets of armor that are enchanted by entities of the warp. When they die, they are filled with dust and ectoplasm. They feel no pain and have no mercy. They use the same deadly weapons of the imperium and are very hard to kill. Their armor is as thick and very resilient[/spoiler]
*completely caught off guard and unprepared to deal with [i]powerful rubric legionnaires[/i], the allied forces suffer massive casualties*
*This must be what Armageddon was planning: to wear down the forces of the imperium with the necromorphs, then to unleash the unstoppable rubric marines when the armies are exhausted*
*torrents of heavy caliber, mass reactive rounds detonate into the warriors and defenses of the imperium. The hastily constructed ferrocrete walls begin to crumble*
*Libreous-Tibrarium orders several mobile barricades, heavy armored units, and make shift defenses to be dropped in from orbit - [i]the Draconis (Capitol ship of the Black Dragon Legion)[/i], quickly carries out the order*
*Moments later, the defenses slam into the train yard with a resounding thud, but it's entirely too late. The rubric marines steamroll through the destroyed ferrocrete wall and enter the city - they begin a merciless onslaught*
*A distress signal is sent out to the forces of venom and other allies of the imperium - hundreds of thousands of ships from many different legions arrive within hours and drop their forces into the city to aid the allies*[/b]
[b]*The rubric legionnaires begin murdering innocent civilians. The burn down their housing units and shred them into bits of meat with roaring chainswords as the civilians try to exit the burning buildings*
*This battle is now an open firefight that is rapidly spreading through the city.. The situation is spiraling out of control - soon Armageddon, the Summoner, and the body of Sarris-Sanguine will arrive to destroy what's left of Terra*[/b]
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Reaper let a little bit of Rykers psychical form manifest and Ryker raises his wrist pad and taps on something, it reads [i]Gorgon Laser System: Current Status: Active[/i] Ryker smiles as he sprints towards enemy lines and taps the fire button. A stunning blue light begins building in the sky, at beauty and brightness light up the battlefield. A humming can be heard, and it's building. It gets louder and louder, the light getting brighter and brighter, until it stops. The light stops, and the hum stops. Suddenly a magnificent blue laser beam rips through the sky begins to incinerate dismember enemies, the blue line seemingly only targeted enemies. Ryker smiled and let Reaper take back over, the fire exploding over his body once again.
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*I teleport in, and bury my swords into ones back, my eyes red* [b][i]You called for Venom? [/i][/b] *I shears the swords and pull out my DMR and start picking off enemies*
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[b]Brady starts to use Ghosting to make himself stronger.[/b]
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[i]Ha! I have a secret weapon[/i] [b]Brady pulls out a piece of void weaponry. Void weaponry can destroy dimensions, but they have a very long charge time.[/b] [b]Brady begins to rain void pulses onto the enemy.[/b]
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-Brimstone barks orders into his vox. The fighter wing breaks loose bringing down parts of the buildings to isolate the 2 forces. Brimstone himself stands on the open ramp of the transport.- "Send word to titan. We will need our brothers soon" -Without preamble he steps off the ramp. Free falling from the transport vessle. Dark red flames erupt around him and he lands on the rubric marines outer line assault force like a warhead creating a crater where he lands. As the smoke clears he stands tall a chainsword in each hand and wings of Balefire on his back.-
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[spoiler]O.o Wings of bale-fire!! Why haven't I thought of that[/spoiler] *the rubric legionnaires are temporarily stunned by the your landing, but soon they open fire on you with a staggering amount of mass reactive rounds* *heavy impacts send you reeling backwards*
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-Brimstone falls back. With a roar he plunges the black and red chainsword in the ground. The cracks around the crater begin to glow until finally a wall of flames erupt from them spreading out and across the front line-
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Reaper explodes into the fight, slamming into the ground, instantly assimilating a couple of rubic legionaries. He screams as he hacks and slashes through the enemies, spinning and stabbing, slashing and parrying. The sheer amount of souls he was absorbing made him all the more powerful, he now had his own gravity, instantly crushing any enemies in his radius. Friendlies didn't seem to be effected.
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*ten different sized, red drop ships, slam into the bloodied ground in the wake of your killing spree* *Libreous-Tibrarium has deemed you a potent ally and gives you control of your own kill team* *5 legionnaires (these are allies, the rubric legionnaires are bad) unlock their gravity harness and step out of the pods - 8 foot tall and encased in gleaming red power armor. They are clutching great chain swords (the blades on the swords whir with anticipation). they have large caliber bolt guns mag-locked to their plate armor* *2 larger legionnaires step out in huge terminator armor - more bulky but nearly indestructible. They have heavy weapons mounted on their shoulders and underslung flamethrowers on each arm* *two librarians levitate out if their pods, one healer, one damage dealer. Both can teleport your group a short distance* *a massive dreadnought kicks the door off his pod off it's hinges, stepping out of his pod. His giant, multi-barreled autocannons spool as meter long flash flames banish the darkness in front of it - sending a solid stream of extremely volatile mass reactive rounds into wave after wave of rubric legionnaires.. Their bodies ignite as the tracer rounds cut them down and explode into them* *your reinforcements lay down cover fire*
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Reaper charges up, solid yet the bullets travel through him, transparent yet opaque. His power immense, he continues to wreak havoc in the enemy lines.
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Python notices the carnage. He catches a legionnare and rips him in half. He notices the children he just saved. "Go! Get out of here! Don't look back!" He pulls The Terminator and begins laying down covering fire for the Imperium troops. Python looks over at a troop who is locked in a fist fight with a legionnare. He runs and tackles the legionnare, beating the legionnare mercilessly. His hand eventually punctures the thick helmet and he rips out the brain of the legionnare.
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*a man in a red cloak slashes a sword at you you recoil then realize he hit something behind you* "Got your six"
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"Thanks." He turns and points to the nearest trooper. "YOU! Get these kids out of here!" Python gets up pulling The Terminator again. He rushes into the fray spraying the huge gun, chainsaw roaring, flamethrower lit and barrels piping hot. A legionnare jumps on his back. He falls back, squishing the legionnare as he pulls The Executioner and begins shooting the nearest legionnares.
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*ten different sized, red drop ships, slam into the bloodied ground in the wake of your killing spree* *Libreous-Tibrarium has deemed you a potent ally and gives you control of your own kill team* *5 legionnaires (these are allies, the rubric legionnaires are bad) unlock their gravity harness and step out of the pods - 8 foot tall and encased in gleaming red power armor. They are clutching great chain swords (the blades on the swords whir with anticipation). they have large caliber bolt guns mag-locked to their plate armor* *2 larger legionnaires step out in huge terminator armor - more bulky but nearly indestructible. They have heavy weapons mounted on their shoulders and underslung flamethrowers on each arm* *two librarians levitate out if their pods, one healer, one damage dealer. Both can teleport your group a short distance* *a massive dreadnought kicks the door off his pod off it's hinges, stepping out of his pod. His giant, multi-barreled autocannons spool as meter long flash flames banish the darkness in front of it - sending a solid stream of extremely volatile mass reactive rounds into wave after wave of rubric legionnaires.. Their bodies ignite as the tracer rounds cut them down and explode into them* *your reinforcements lay down cover fire*
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Python gets up, remembering what it's like to have backup. [i]Been a long time since I've had a team.[/i] He points to the 5 lesser soldiers. "You five, keep the librarians and healers alive!" He turns to the other 3 fighting troops. "We're gonna go on a killing spree. Stay out of my way. If I drop my shoulder, run." Python drops his shoulder and rams a rubic legionnaire and starts tearing him to shreds.
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*one of the librarians encases everyone on your kill team with a shimmering kine-shield while the other begins immolating small groups of nearby rubric legionnaires with large AoE flame strikes that produce miniature vortexes of fire* *the 5 legionnaires cover you and the librarians while the larger terminators bombard a nearby building that's full of snipers - the foundation of the skyscraper begins to crumble* *the huge, two story tall dreadnought unleashes hell with it's two massive, ten barreled, Shoulder mounted turbo cannons. The lethal volley of high caliber tracer rounds shreds anything in the dreadnoughts path* *enemy armor approaches*
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Edited by Python824: 6/23/2015 5:26:14 AMPython's Vulcan turrets deploy from his shoulders and he grabs The Terminator. He pulls out The Ripper as well. He holds The Terminator in his right hand and The Ripper in his left, miniguns deploy from his forearms and he hip-fires the guns at nearby infantry, however the turrets and miniguns pick their own targets. He starts moving towards the enemy armor, a walking tank, now pissed off.
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Edited by Immørtal Fulgrim: 6/23/2015 5:35:20 AM*a nearby tank launches an ultra-dense, tungsten round into one of your terminators. It is blown to pieces and it's liquid promethium tanks explode in a tremendous thunderclap* *one of your librarians and two of your legionnaires are obliterated in the blast wave. Your dreadnought is damaged. It is now leaking coolant and is unbalanced. The crumpled plate armor restricts it's movement badly*
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Python turns, voice deeper, eyes a dark shade of red, taller and getting taller with each step he takes. "GET TO COVER! ALL OF YOU!" He puts The Terminator on his back but keeps The Ripper out. His left minigun is shot off and falls to the ground, still shooting. Python, covered in blood, smiles. He grows, guns, sword and ammo all grow proportionally to his growth. Now standing 70 feet tall, he steps on the tank, spraying at the infantry with The Ripper. He picks up the tank and throws it like it ways nothing.
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*thousands of rubric legionnaires, tanks, dreadnoughts, and terminators target you* *Although the rubric legionnaires are much smaller, they are very dangerous in numbers. They can take down much larger prey; similar to thousands of ants killing a larger predator that disturbs their nest* *they all fire in unison - the focused assault starts to take it's toll. The concentrated fire begins to chew through your armor*
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Edited by Python824: 6/23/2015 6:39:51 AMPython's "adrenaline mode" activates. He gets stronger and his armor and metal skin thickens nearly twenty fold. He lets out a huge roar of defiance and destruction as he grows to his maximum height of 1000 feet. He steps onto the nearest tank and kicks it out at another tank. The tank, tumbling, squishes a few squads of rubric legionnaires, as it hits the other tank, a large explosion goes off, stunning everyone nearby. His adrenaline deactivates and he shrinks back to his normal height. He draws The Terminator and continues the firefight, his armor beginning to repair itself.
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*the golems come flooding out to meet the new foes* *cayle has a strange contraption in one hand he presses a button and death is released* (Death is a giant cloud of green liquid that kills and then takes over the body of a target using it to fight)
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*ten different sized, red drop ships, slam into the bloodied ground in the wake of your killing spree* *Libreous-Tibrarium has deemed you a potent ally and gives you control of your own kill team* *5 legionnaires (these are allies, the rubric legionnaires are bad) unlock their gravity harness and step out of the pods - 8 foot tall and encased in gleaming red power armor. They are clutching great chain swords (the blades on the swords whir with anticipation). they have large caliber bolt guns mag-locked to their plate armor* *2 larger legionnaires step out in huge terminator armor - more bulky but nearly indestructible. They have heavy weapons mounted on their shoulders and underslung flamethrowers on each arm* *two librarians levitate out if their pods, one healer, one damage dealer. Both can teleport your group a short distance* *a massive dreadnought kicks the door off his pod off it's hinges, stepping out of his pod. His giant, multi-barreled autocannons spool as meter long flash flames banish the darkness in front of it - sending a solid stream of extremely volatile mass reactive rounds into wave after wave of rubric legionnaires.. Their bodies ignite as the tracer rounds cut them down and explode into them* *your reinforcements lay down cover fire*
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*cayle says something under his breath* "Fine then lets go" *cayle opens a portal and his three harpies fly through lifting enemies high above the ground then dropping them. The team pushes forward using the hundreds of golems as fodder to protect them while they take out larger targets
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The ship landed roughly and that spooked the horses. Lord Paul Griffon of Bretonnia reigned in his steed. He and his men had arrived in the imperium' time of need. He griped his lance in his hand and felt for his sword at his side. The light on the shuttle turned green and he and his men spurred on their warhorses. They joined ranks with other knights leaving shuttles. They formed a wedge and drove toward their enemy. Their lances glinted in the sunlight, their horses leaving tracks in the snow. As their enemies approached they began to loose a few to fire. The honor less cowards fired from a distance instead of meeting the knights in glorious melee. The lances made contact with their enemy, killing many. Their enemy however did not break under this massive charge, in the first time since he earned his spurs Lord Griffon was worried.
