Topic: RPG: False Emporer (Clones vs Chaos)

Darus fired a grenade at the imposing figure walking towards them.

Seeing the figure in white and yellow armor fire at him, he could see it was a large projectile.  Scourge kicked a corps into the projetiles path the body exploded covering him in small fragments of armor and burned body parts.
"So you want to play, here catch this."  Pulling the pin in his own gernade he threw it as fast as he could, while it was in the air he opened fire with his storm bolter.

Rykol was now at the feet of the Titan, and he was alone. "Ancient Rykol, I have been waiting for you." A voice said. He pushed himself up with his arm, to see Abbadon the Despoiler, standing less than four meters away "I had lost my leg, I could not get here on through my own power" Rykol said, as the Titan fired again, killing many clones with its shots.

Valthonin saw the grenade and barrage of gunfire coming their way and he force pushed the grenade away. He then jumped in front of Darus and began destroying the incoming bolts with his lightsaber.

As the grenade came towards Darus in a downwards arc, Darus ran forwards grabed the grenade in mid air, spun around to gain momentum, and cast it back at the thrower. Then he slid forwards on his knees and bent backwards, leting the bolts go over him.

(you cant deflect bullits with a lightsaber, do you mind editing your post?)

Rykol returned to the battle. In the time it had taken for Abbadon to speak to him, he had been repaired, and upgraded. He was now painted black, not just black, but he seemed to absorb all light. His leg was replaced, and he now had a gun mounted on his mele arm. He bore the symbol of Abbadon on what would be his shoulder.

Behind him walked three demons, twitching randomly, and gibbering incoherently. Their limbs moved at imposible angles, and they had a look in their eyes, one of hate, and anger. They faded in and out of reality it seemed, and it looked as though they werent real, like they were holographic, as they seemed to flicker every so often. but the flickers were becoming weaker and weaker, as the warp finnaly began to take the last of the planet.
(You may want to land your ships, cause if you dont, they will be destroyed or cut off from you.)

(There in the lower atmosphere)

(good for them....or is it?????)

Charging fowards, Darus cammanded his other ARCs to flank the Marine from the left, while he took the center.

"CHARGE!" Rykol yelled, and he and the three horrors sprinted into the battle, his new gun blazing, and the older ones doing the same.

can you pleeeze stop sending " the never ending boba game " into storage, geeeeez!

can you please not post randomly on a topic, cause then draco will be here and say "That's spam"

Reacting without thinking was a gift of centuries of warfare, the gernade was comming back at him he swung the storm bolter over clipping the gernade and changing it's tragectory.  It exploded in the air over a squad of clones killing one and knocking others down.  Seeing Rykol, now inducted into the ranks of Alpha Leigon, and bringing demons with him was a reassuring sight.  The feild would be theirs hearing Rykol's order too charge he closed the distance between himself and a group of ARCs they were tougher and more skilled but no match for a terminator, he grabbed one by the neck and threw him at Rykol impaling the clone on one of the Dreadnaughts spikes.

((Good dreadnaught pic.  Yes it is a Black Templar fighting orcs though.
http://i142.photobucket.com/albums/r102/wizardofcars/Dreadnought.jpg  ))

Seeing the Dreadnaught coming back by the Demons, filled Darus with fear....He used that fear, he made it work for him, to make him faster and stronger. He changed his direction and charged the Dreadnaught. First he grabed a ECD grenade and threw it in front of the Dreadnaught, causing it to fall flat on its chest. He jumped on top of it (carful to avoid the spikes), and fired into its armor multible times, then droping a sticky grenade on the back of the Dreadnaught.

All time yelling at the top of his lungs: Every last traitorous soul shall kneel!!!!!!!!! Glory!!!! Eternal Glory!!!!!!
THE STARS THEMSELVES PALE BESIDE ARE MIGHT!!!!!!!!!

A demon saw the attack, and dived over its leader, pulling the grenade from his back with imposible speed and strength,  it grabbed the nearest clone as the grenade detonated. Rykol rose, and began to open fire on the jedi, and the two other demons charged through other clones, tearing them limb from limb in their rampage. Rykol hit at the jedi again, knocking him over with the force of the blow, he then opend up with his flame thrower

Valthonin used the force to blow the flame away from him. He then used the force to lift Darus off Rykol and placed him down next to him as flame from Rykols flamethrower scorched the area that Darus was standing seconds before. Then Valthonin doubled back and charged into his clone army. He found one of the demons he was looking for and began battling with it. It wass increadibly fast, yet no match for the force. After several missed blows Valthonin force pulled it towards him and cut it in half before it hit the ground. He then ran around looking for another while keeping Darus' force signature in his mind to warn him of incoming danger.

That one clone needed to be stopped it was a pest to the Dreadnaught, and that was a problem because the one with the energy weapon was good, very good. 
"All terminators close ranks and target the one in white and yellow armor, push him away from Rykol.  Plauge marines begine your assault crush their flank."  With those words he manuvered himself at an angle to see both the Jedi and commander.

Valthonin caught sight of a second demon causing havoc amongst his troops. He force speed into the air and down upon the demon, surprising him and slicing him vertically through his body. He went to look for the third and checked to see if his commander was doing ok via the force signature.

Rykol fired at the jedi. His side mounted heavybolters roared, and his new arm-mounted one roared along with it, tracers filled the air around the jedi, and the ground aroung him churned violently as the bolts exploded in it.

Darus loaded another grenade into his gun. He ran at the Dreadnaught geting a good angle.  He aimed and fired.......BOOM!!, the explosion deastroyed one of the Dreadnaughts, guns.

Rykol turned, and closed the distance, hitting the clone, breaking a rib or two. He then picked up the clone and threw him, the clone flying two hundred feet easily, and hitting the ground hard, he sent one of his demons after him.

Darus chest felt like it was on fire.......and in a vat of acid. His hud zoomed in on a demon flying toarwds him. He put another grenade into the still smoking barrle of his gun, he tryed to sit up put his body would not allow it. He aimed his rifle and fired, on full auto......he missed. He fired his last grenade but he only succeeded in slowing it down. "Fierfeck, this looks like the end"........... he said.

Valthonin had activated a force shield when he sensed the incoming bolts. When Rykol turned and launched Darus away he deactivated it and force speed to him to beat the demon to Darus. Just as the demon closed in on Darus Valthonin threw his lightsaber and cut it in half. He drew it back to his hand and ran beside Darus still on the floor, severly wounded. Valthonin closed his eyes and put his hands over Darus' chest, where the impact had been, and healed his wounds. It was not a full heal, the medics would have to take care of finishing the job, yet for now Darus could stand and fight.

Rykol fired again, the jedi was standing still and there were bolts and missles inbound they would need to move quickly.

"Look out!!!" yelled Darus trying to pulled the Jedi Master out of the way.

Valthonin was thrown upon the ground by Darus but he let it happen. He did not have the footing necessary to dodge the inbound gunfire and welcomed Darus' tug. He stood up and ran for cover behind a large pile of boulders with Darus.

Rykol called in a squad of Black legion marines to flank the jedi, and general. The drove them out and Rykol charged, firing his guns, and flamethrower

Watching the Dreadnaught force the Jedi and clone out of their cover.
Scourge said to his men"End their lives now." 
With that order all the terminators opened fire.

Valthonin's ARC troops needed no orders when they saw what was transpiring. Suddenly a platoon of the airborne corps had landed all around Valthonin and Darus' position, the drop ships proviving cover fire for their landing, and opened fire on the terminators and the Black legion marines. The drop ships circled around the enemy and attacked them from behind. Valthonin rushed into the fierce battle and began to slay terminators and black legion troops left and right.

This cannot be, thought Scourge the finest troops in Abbadon's army pushed back by these ordinary people.  With his hatred building he grabbed the closest ARC, the trooper tried in vaine to break free even stabbing him repetedly, but the ancient armor held strong, Scourge crushed his skull and threw him at the Jedi, the blow caught the jedi off gaurd sending him down onto one knee.  The only thing he could think of was takeing the biggest risk of his life.  Scourge ran at the jedi pulling the pin on every gernade that was attached to his armor turning himself into a giuded bomb running straight at the Jedi.

(...odd that you can catch a Jedi Master off guard by throwing something at him. Also clones are definitly not ordinary people. They are sophisticated cloned human beings engineered for the sole purpose of killing.)
Valthonin saw who had thrown the defiled body of the ARC trooper at him and saw what he had done. That many grenades would oblitherate him. He didnt have time to run. Even if he killed him, the grenades were still active. So he did the only thing possible. He focused hard and closed his eyes as ARC troopers surrounded him to protect him, obviuosly aware that he was going into a meditative state. Valthonin had prepared them for occasions such as these. He then produced a force bubble around the kamakazee soldier and hardened it with all his strength. Then, the grenades went off.

(As far as a Space Marine is concerned anyone who is not another Marine or Greater Demon was normal.)

The blast left a large crater in the battle feild his armor had held for the most part, part of the armor on his leg was gone exposeing the bionic portion still the pain of being blown down into the ground was only temporaryas he got back to his feet his eyes were coming back into focus with colors now becomeing visable, he was partaly def now but could still hear abit.  His storm bolter was destroied, he climbed out of the crater to see that he was a good hundered feet away from where he last rememberewd being seeing the slain body of a terminator who was wearing lightning claws he removed his own and took the lightning claws he would finsh them off hand to hand.

(be that as it may, space marines are the best the imperium has to offer, and the traitors have the Dark Gods on their sides)
Rykol opend fire on the gunships bringing many down, and causing more to fall back, desperate to get out of his range. He closed on the ARCs and killed them left and right, still going after the general.

The explosion knocked Darus to his knees, his sound dampeners pretecting his ears. He looked around for a weapon.....he picked up two DC-15 rifles and set them to automatic fire. Chaos marines charged him weilding chain swords. He opened fire, on them, aiming for there heads. He took two down. Another one came swinging trying to take his head off. He bent backwards, leting the blade go over him. He turn and charged the chaos marine whos back was now facing him. Darus jumped on top of his shoulders and fired reapeatedly in to the marines head. He jumped back to the ground, facing the last two chaos marines. He opened fire, spiting concentrated plasma all over them.

Rykol had closed the distance quickly, he picked up the general, suprising him, and threw him at a large rock. The man bounced off, and Rykol picked him up again and threw him onto the ground. A throw that could have sent him over two hundred feet at nearly forty five miles per hour, only sending him less then six feet.

Valthonin came out of his trance in enough time to see Darus being tossed around by Rykol. He eased out of the trance and told the ARCs protecting him to go back to their fighting positions. He powered up his lightsaber and made his way to Darus and Rykol's position. Killing enemy marines along the way. When he got there he force speed past Rykol and scooped up Darus' limp body. He sped a little way away and woke Darus up from his unconsious state. His armor had protected him well but his head was still banged around inside the helmet.

Rykol roared in anger, and ten demonettes formed around him, the air seeming to distort as the were summoned. Six began to carve their way through the Clones, and Rykol pointed his arm at Valthonin and Darus, the remaining four began to charge after them, moving with unnatural speed
(if you dont know what the things Rykol summond look like heres a link, people with a very small amount of maturity shouldent click, because of certain....er....aspects.
http://us.games-workshop.com/games/40k/chaosspacemarines/catalog/CSM_lsr_dem_sln.htm  )

Valthonin stood up and blasted 2 away with a force push and slashed a third in half. He began to battle with the 4rth.

Rykol charged, and more marines rallied around him,. The remaining demonettes charged ahead of them, clearing the way.

Name: Var'jik
Class: Khorne Berserker
Legion: World Bearers
WOC: Duel Chain axes
Secondary weapon: Plasma pistol
Bio:
Blood crazed and powerful, Var'jik is a 700 year old berserker. He has fought along Kharn himself several times.
Following the Space Marine legions to another unchartered galaxy, Var'jik hopes he can find something to kill.

Standing up from the burning remains of a Chaos Thunderhawk, Var'jik spat blood. His face was covered by a Khornite berserker helmet. Personally he did not care who died and who it was. He just wanted to kill. Grabbing both chain axes, he jumped unexpectedly on a clone trooper, cleaving off both it's arms and crushing it's body as he landed on it.  Snarling, he turned to a squad of clone troopers.  He shot one with his plasma pistol and drove a chain-axe into the next clone's visor. Firing several shots from a discarded bolter into the air, Var'jik charged head on into a mass of clone troopers, axes flaring.

Darus woke up behind a half ring of wreckage, with Valthonin keeling over him healing his broke bones. He sat up. Valthonin said he fixed his bones but he didnt have time to do anything eles. And with that he lept over he wreckage, and begain to battle. A near by medic injected him with four ounces of bacta strait to his blood stream. The Medic then gave him a stimulant, and a pain killer, he gave him a pat on the shoulder, and then moved on to the next solder who needed aid. Darus realized as he picked up his DC-15 that they where useing this wreckage as a makeshift hospital. guarding it with E-WEB cannones. "troopers!" he pointed at a passing by group of clone troopers, with PLEX rocket launchers. "Your with me, where going to take out that Dreadnaught!"

Three of the demonettes were guarding him, sprinting around him, killing everything that they saw as a threat. The rest of them were ahead, and a slow, hissing voice in Rykol's head spoke "We have found a feild hospital, send your demons twoard it." With a wave of his arm, he sent them to the hospital.

Valthonin finished off the other demons and felt the Force trying to tell him something. Injured soldiers...he could not heal them now though...no it wasn't that. They were under attack. Valthonin searched the battlefield for a group of injured soldiers or something along those lines that needed assistance.

The makeshift hospitals cannons responded to the new demon threat, with a slavo of heavy plamsa cannon fire killing two of the demons, and wounding a third.

Darus team of PLEX troopers ran out and fired a volly of missles at Rykol, making him fall back a few meters. The PLEX team fell back as the fourth Demonet came to stop them. Darus then ran out with a team of 20 clone troopers and surrounded the Dreadnaught, fireing repeatedly into the armor of the vehicle, intill it glowed red hot. While the the machine was destracted, Darus set a powerful Bardarium mine. The Dreadnaught responded to Darus's teams onslaught with a hail of bolter shots, killing half of Darus's team. They fell back behind some rocks to luring the Dreadnaught to the hidden mine. As the Dreadnaught advanced on there positon flareing a flamethrower, Darus trigered the mine that he had set. BAM! The Dreadnaughts left leg was reduced to shreds of metal. Darus, and his team poped out of there cover pepering the Dreadnaught with hot plasma.

The wounds were superficial, as the warp protected him, he fell backwards, still firing. Three of his demons charged, fending off the clones

Var'jik saw a group of clone troopers with a makeshift base. A few of them even had rockets. Charging forward he drove his armored foot into the turret while bring both his chain axes down on the clones. Blood splattered on his visor. He didn't care who's blood it was. Blood for the blood god.

(superficial? your kiddding right?)

As the Dreadnaught was recovering from his wounds, Darus saw another Chaos Marine attack the foward base. He ran over there firing his gun on full auto at the Chaos Marine, ejecting his vibroblade as he did.

Valthonin reached the makeshift hospital and saw a chainsword weilding marine killing clones. He force ran towards him and cut his chain swords in half with his lightsaber and moved out of the way as Darus shot at him.

Rykol was being draged back agian. soon, he had a new leg, and a replacement for his lost gun, and he marched back to battle.

lol, adeptus your leg keeps getting blown or cut off...sorry its just a little funny