I love da smell o' DAKKA in da mornin'

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*KLUNK* *THUD* *KLUNK* <The sounds of Ork Assault Boats hitting the Imperator's hull reverberate throughout the ship before a bloodcurdling WAAAAAAGH!!! is heard. As Orks begin pouring out, brandishing choppas and shootas, with a bunch of nobs and flashgits laying down more serious DAKKA, the Kommandos are telly-ported throughout the interior, quietly dispatching whatever humans they encounter before blending into the surroundings and setting up a multitude of crude-yet-deadly traps. The Warboss, wearing purple and blue warpaint, arrives with the main force, but quickly uses her personal telly-porta to rush through the front lines towards the meatier opponents> Kome on, 'umiez! Wez 'ere ta get your lootz n' beef! Least put up a zoggin' fight 'fore wez feed ya to da squigz!

[Emmie]

*the inquisitor is sitting comfortably in the medbay, talking to the High Admiral over the coms as the doctors are discussing what to do about her severed and missing arm*
"For now, all we can do is give you a prosthetic limb, to replace the one you lost, but once we get back to the main fleet, there should be psykers strong enough to regrow an actual arm for you..."
No admiral, I did not initiate the exterminatus, do you think I would've sent our troops down there if that was my pl-... *loud thuds and klunks can be heard, and suddenly the familiar WAAAAAAAGH!!! echoes throughout the ship* -...The orks! Admiral, we will continue this talk later! *the inquisitor switches over to shipwide coms* All troops! Get ready for battle, we have been boarded by orks! Time to prove your loyalty!
*one of the doctors grab her by the shoulder as she gets up* "Inquisitor, we have yet to attach your prosthetic!" *she shoves his arm aside without looking back*
One arm is enough to purge a few filthy orks, anything else can wait! *she speaks into the shipwide coms again* Listen up you green skinned freaks, whoever you are, wherever you come from, boarding my ship was a mistake you won't live to regret!

(Out of curiosity, did color coding make it easier to read? Or is it better to keep it clean?)

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<Taking a short break from the slaughter, Mugnob walks over to one of the speakers, punching and then digging around in the wires, looking into the device, she bellows a WAAAAAGH, the sound coming back as loud out of Emmie's comm> Nah, 'umie, youz da un datz made da mistake o' krumplin' my lootz n 'avin betta lootz to make up fer it. Youz krossed Warboss Grubslag Mugnob, an' dat 'az earned youz a place on my pointy stikk. Rezistance be futile, youz gettin assimilated ita lootz! WAAAAAAAAGH! <With that, she crushes the speaker in her powa klaw and the booming voice eminating from Emmie' s end cuts out, spraying sparks in every direction. Blending back into the ship, she proceeds towards any place that seems fun, sneaking behind clumps of enemies before eviscerating them with her cybernetics and dakka, following the logic that the enemy Warboss will be in the middle of a firefight and picking up a sizeable chunk of her Kommandoz on the way>

(I'm ok either way, just hapy that the waaagh is green n' proppa)

[Cath]

(Am I the only who thinks this story is really entertaining?)

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(I don't think anyone would stick with it if it wasn't. Speaking of, I might make a Storytime With Molly thread where I tell tales of my Shadowrun endeavours)

[Cath]

*in the Void*
"I heard something from outside!"
Don't be ridiculous, why would there be someone else out there? I mean, this is The Void! It's not like this crowded or something! *she says without looking at the soldier. She too focused on the cloning bay where she's creating an army of herself*
Captain! I want the first wave to be trained as an elite!
"Ma'am, you're joking right? They're just sixteen years old!"
It's old enough! And don't talk back to me!

[Emmie]

*She rubs her ear a bit after the very loud shouting she just recieved* Grubslag Mugnob... Now I have a name for the filthy creature I'm about to dispatch. *The Inquisitor's eyes are grim as she exits the medbay and makes her way towards where the noises are coming from, bolter on her hip, and power sword in her hand. A group of Sisters follow close behind her.*
I want you to call in all marine chapters in the vicinity, especially the Deathwatch. Once they are aboard, I will take command of them myself. This time, we will leave no orks alive! *She looks at the radioman, as they pass, who quickly nods before getting to work*
*Meanwhile gunfire and screams can be heard from all over as the imperial guard fights back against the attacking orks. Suddenly the comm buzzes to life, and a voice is heard.*
"This is Raven, we have infiltrated a few of the ork ships and got eyes on their boarding locations, we are ready to strike on your command."
The Raven Guard you say... Good, close in and hold for now, we will strike together, and put an end to this once and for all!
"Affirmative..."
*And there was silence*


(This thread made me buy Warhammer 40k Space Marine. ^^ Only played the Dawn of War games before. Also, I've played all the Shadowrun games except Boston Lockdown, cause I keep hearing a lot of bad things about it.)

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<Mugnob's looted vox crackles to life, a Mekboy's voice on the other side> Oy, Boss, da squigz be goin' mad 'ere! I fink da 'umiez 'ave infultrated "Dis 'Ulk" what shud wez do, apart from krumplin' 'em? <Groaning in disgust, the Warboss replies> I 'ave already told ya' what ta' do ya' zoggin' gitz! Aktivate Operashun 'Splosquig! <With these words, she cuts the vox, motioning for the Kommandoz to follow her. Back on the space hulk, the Mekboy scratches his head, before pressing the big red button marked "Use Dis' if Da 'Umiez Come" opening hundreds of cages throughout the ship, containing even more agressive squigs with a sharper sense of smell and a little surprise to go with it. Among the smell of orks, they easily distinguish the smell of humans and immediately lock on to them>

[Emmie]

"There are reports of activity aboard the space hulk!"
We keep moving, call the high admiral, and tell him to aim the cannons at the space hulk and start firing.
"But ma'am, not only is there a squad inside the ship, we would harm the imperator as well!"
Does not matter, among the men aboard the space hulk, there's a Mor Deythan, I doubt he'll die so easily. And as for the imperator, it won't go down from something like this.
*she kicks an oncoming ork before quickly removing his head with a swing of her power sword*
And why haven't you activated the ships inner defenses yet?!
*the man, now covered in ork blood, hesitates for a moment*
"Something is wrong, we don't know what, but the techpriests are working on it!"


*Meanwhile, the few Raven Guard's aboard the space hulk, have placed some strategic bombs and are now standing by, prepared to engage at a moments notice if needed*
"Sir, we've seen a rise in activity, perhaps the orks are onto us?"
"Stay alert, you've been trained for this, and you know what to do. I will find their leader, and take it out." *as the Mor Deythan captain finishes, he suddenly disappears completely, as if his existance ceased.*
"Good luck, captain." *the initiate whispers before returning to his post, keeping watch*

[Cath]

*is drinking milk while reading the magazine "the first Blue Ray"*
"I feel like there's a massacre going out there…" *shruggs* "must be my imagination"