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The Rivers of Blood (RP - 40K)
[b][i]- A continued saga loosely tied to Warhammer 40k and other titles[/i][/b]
[b][i]Welcome to Rivers of Blood[/i][/b]
[spoiler]https://www.bungie.net/en/Clan/Detail/1103535[/spoiler]
[i] It is the 44th millennium, the forces of chaos are threatening overwhelm mankind. War, of a caliber never before witnessed in the galaxy, is spreading like wildfire through the heavens. [b]Rivers of Blood[/b] flow in it's wake. To be a man in such times is to be one amongst untold billions. It is to live in the cruellest and most bloody regime imaginable. These are the tales of those times. Forget the power of technology and science, for so much has been forgotten, never to be re-learned. Forget the promise of progress and understanding, for in the grim dark future there is only war. There is no peace amongst the stars, only an eternity of carnage and slaughter, and the laughter of thirsting gods... [/i]
[b][i]For New Arrivals to RoB:[/i][/b]
[spoiler][i]Rules, how to join, and basic detail of the thread. [/i]
https://www.bungie.net/en/Forum/Post/126649858/0/0[/spoiler]
[i][b]The Realm of RoB:[/b][/i]
[spoiler][i]Locations and key settings of the thread:
-The general theme of RoB/40k
-Geography of areas
-Lists of different locations[/i]
https://www.bungie.net/en/Forum/Post/141569532/0/0[/spoiler]
[b][i]Biographies, RoB History, Current Events:[/i][/b][spoiler][i]Keeping track of the thread's plots and many people:
-Bios to elaborate more on your character
-History to revisit old Chapters of the story
-Subplot History to detail your own parts in the plots
-Current Events to inform you of the story's present status [/i]
https://www.bungie.net/en/Forum/Post/141575514/0/0[/spoiler]
[i][b]RoB Extras:[/b][/i]
[spoiler][i]-The Greatest Hits and moments of RoB
-Behind the Scenes
-Affiliated RP threads
-Political roster of the Terran Government and Senate.
-RoB Veteran Ranks[/i]
https://www.bungie.net/en/Forum/Post/141572220/0/0[/spoiler]
[b][i]The RoB Dungeon:[/i][/b]
[spoiler][i]Experience RP on another level whilst exploring the deadly Dungeons, Instances, and Raids of RoB. Make your choices wisely: they may be your last.[/i]
https://www.bungie.net/en/Forum/Post/140660631/0/0[/spoiler]
[b][i]RoB Index:[/i][/b]
[spoiler][i]Everything you need to know about RoB A-Z. (Written by Cobalt Phoenix:[/i]
https://www.bungie.net/en/Forum/Post/155853994/0/0[/spoiler]
[b][i]Chapter 11 - Hourglass of Eternity is on hold until further notice. It will resume once my schedule allows it.[/i][/b]
[b][i]Chaos and betrayal are running rampant - the Rivers of Blood continue to flow[/i][/b]
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9 Replies[b]Terra Catacombs[/b] [i]tick tock tick tock[/i] The metronome ticked a steady rythem. It was cold and lifeless, almost mechanical in nature. So perfect in time to the eyes of man. Ticking away in time to an unending rythem. [i]Tick tock tick tock[/i] 7th tick and he could here it. The subtle difference that no mortal man could have noticed. The lapse in time nearly a trillionth of a second, but he he could hear it. Slowly he could sense it changing as the time of the metronome changed. [i]tick tock tick tock[/i] It was imperfect, he always knew it as such. The gravity of the curved planet in conjunction with the rotation with regards to his distance from the planets rotating axis. But it served purpose. A constant reminder of imperfection that plauged humanity. [i]tick tock tick tock[/i] But no more, he thought as he stared at the processing card below him. Such imperfections were to be resolved. Sure the constant state of evolution would take its course, but what if he sped it up. Genetic modification on a planetary scale. Such was the power of the warp that the omnisiah delivered him. [i]tick tock tick tock[/i] But what of a host. A genetic card to stamp into humanity as a template. The eldar were intelligent enough but to frail and weak minded to accept this holy work. The Ork to stupid. The Tau to close minded. He needed something direct, strong and intelligent, that would let mankind obedient to the omnisiah and the omnisiah alone. He needed Tyranids. [i]tick tock tick tock [/i] He stared out of the office to his impromptu operations. Tech adepts scurried to work, each one with various degrees of chitin growing with their augmentations, granting them shape, form, and purpose to the once simple chitin growths. Even some women were swayed to his cause. The tyrannid genetic imprint working differently, almost intoxicating to all that lacked the proper augmentations. He had to admit though their children were born quickly and grew just as effecintly. [i]tick tock tick tock [/i] He walked to the back of his office and entered the chip into a cognator. Lights and symbols rewrote themselves as he flipped a switch illuminating an area behind the wall as it faded away like a hologram. "Soon precious you will enlighten us al." The Fabricator said plainly at the beast with in. [i]Tick tock tic...[/i] [spoiler]bum bum bummm[/spoiler]
