Warhammer 40,000 RP Thread

"Indeed..." she uttered, slightly annoyed by the Marine's sarcastic demeanor, his insolence not to her but in speaking of his eminance in that tone would earn him death in the Ancient Inquisitor's eyes.

"First we must clear the area for one hundred kilometers; troops, armor and especially anti-air for his eminance will be arriving by dropship from the Fidei Defensor..." her attention was caught by those fallen and especially the wounded, both Marine and Sister, "Hospitallar!" she called raucously, the smallish Ecclesiarchy medic tended to those in need.
"Sister Dreika!" a BattleSister wearing a slightly larger-than-normal helmet and powerpack marched up and saluted in the same fashion ass L'Xia.

"Dreika, Cabokuutah-nuun, L'Koii etellenska..." she started drawling a message she wanted relayed by Dreika, the comms officer.
Within moments of the message relayed, feiry comets of droppods peppered the immediate area around them. Officers, recordkeepers, tacticians and archivers all marked by the Ecclesiarchy accompanied by another Retributor squad and twenty-plus additional sisters.
The rear-line officials went to work at a blinding pace, setting up a temporary command post in the huge crater in which their most recent battle was fought. L'Xia saluted her thanks as she walked over to a holographic chart-table of the surrounding area as displayed by twohundred kilometers and constantly updated by orbital charts taken from the Fidei Defensor, even whilst locked in battle with the harvester ships.

"Com-Sat readings show large chaos troop consistancy to the south-west, thier movements take them Sou-Sou-West whilst the Nercons move behind them from the immediate south. A few Tau empire soldier contingiencies near the hab-sections north from here, the closest are the Tau and his eminance has ordered us to make diplomatic contact with the Tau to try and have them fight with us to stop the Necron menace. Though orders preceed us to push back the chaos and immediate necron threat, leaving as few survivors as possible..."
The Holograh chart spun and zoomed with every word she spoke, confirming her report with red markers over the blue glow of the holographic terrain. The Necron and Chaos forces numbered greatly, the yellow indicators of the Tau numbered few compared.

"Dreika! Were is that Hollenhund?" L'Xia barked, leaving her last train of thought. As if answereing her from above, a carry-all thunderhawk swooped low and delivered the HellHound, or HollenHund marked by the veteran inducted Imperial Guard of the 005th GroBholmen.

"Shall we proceed then, Comrade-Captain?" she asked honestly for his opinion; the outpost was now fully set up, the Retributors forming a defensive perimeter over the walls of the crater while the Ecclesiarchial officers continued to relay strategies and orders.

"His Eminance, the God-Emperor has been stuck on the life sustaining Golden throne of terra for tenthousand years. Surly He has not decided to come to this hell hole." Rosiel said jestingly. He despised the inquisition, they thought they were so high and mighty, every inquisitor felt they had unstopable power (a few did), but nothing could stop the Astartes who were only two steps from the immortal emperor. Besides, no inquisitor could put the mark of heresy over the heads of the sons of Sanguinis. Unless they were as twisted by chaos as the black legion, no one would ever believe the angels chosen sons would be heretics. Well enough of this bantry, "Yes sister, he shall destroy these traitors for His Eminance, the divine Emperor of Mankind!" he shouted, his vox amplified voice carried through the ranks of sisters, guardsmen and brother marines. They all cheered and began deployment. He smirked behind the face plate of his helmet as he blatently changed who the stuck up woman's troops were fighting for from inquisitor to emperor, a chnge she could not remedy without being heretical. So much for the high and mighty inquisition. No man had right to question an astartes, no man.

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is this over, did i miss the memo?

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Not to my knoledge just PEOPLE HAVE LIVES......and then there are people like me who canot reply to these things very fast(Damn not knowing the most about War 40k) and yeah just have some patients mine tall freind.

((everytime I get to post here, something else comes up... I've tried three times, had some good responses, but failed... Bear with me... I'm a very busy man.... I might even challenge the gods by saying that I'm probably busier than even Ush!))

((Oh BTW, Llamaman88, an Inquisitor Lord of the Ordo Hereticus would be well-within his rights to purge your entire chapter for even thinking that you don't answer to him... It's well-written in the Codexes that only the god-Emperor himself is safe from his judgment and ANY arm of the Inquisition even other members of the Ecclesiarchy can not refuse an order from him. That's why L'Xia calls L'Koii his Eminance, not talking about the Emperor...))

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Soul drinkers, space wolves, black templar, dark angels, and blood angels have all been questioned, none answer to the inquisition, they are a seperate force from the imperium, have their own territory and the codex states these facts. This doesn't mean they cannot be declared excomunicated and traitors (soul drinkers, legions of the damed and renegade legions.) but a founding chapter, no one would believe it, especially of the blood angels, their primarch was an angel who died in a duel with horus. Besides only your battle sisters would dare do battle with me, and i have half a chapter of space marines. your chances of being declared a heretic are twice as good as mine, lord inquisitor

Unlike the last bunch, the sisters were worthy of his respect. small skirmishes erupted as the imperial forces cleared out the area for the inquisitors arrival. no traitor marines were found, but cultists bearing the eye of the black legion fell by the score to his men. the sisters immolated hordes of the slaves. Two of his brothers would join the primarch, and one would need to visit the apothecary for a new leg, but two hundred deamon worshipers were slain. Much better than necrons, his thirst was subsiding, the voices weakening. Now all Rosiel needed was some of Horus's sons to avenge the loss of a company of brothers, gene-seeds lost, never to be reborn into new novises

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After nearly a year of intense fighting the imperial forces realized the planet was lost. Most of their remaining forces pulled off and only a few guard companies were left. The inquisitorial ship hovered above orbit. The sentence... Exterminatus.

Sound like a good end or do we keep playing?

((Ending... this died... ))

As the swirling maelstrom of the glow from the lance batteries gathered, L'koii sat in his command throne aboard the Fidei Defensor...
Flanked was his entire fleet, eight capitol ships including two Mars class and two Gothic as well as seven escort battalions... combined they enshrouded the planet, casting eery shadows over the remaining forces and sending the planetside into sheer panic.

The Necrontyr had begun to awaken, yet were still buried deep within the crust. the only answer was full-scale Exterminatus, to reduce the planet to a mere asteroid field, if anything survived, the crumbling atmosphere would be enough to incinerate even the most resilient of the Necrontyr.

Simultaneously, the great cannons fired, boring into the planet's fragile earth and rending it from the inside out, it took all of an hour to completely decimate the atmosphere... The oceans boiled, the air caught fire and every living thing was obliterated, many civilians and two whole companies of Imperial Guard were still fighting, but an evacuation was risky, the Inquisition did not toil with risks...

As the immense fleet went into warp, away from the ashes, the souls of those annihilated were taken by the Great Devourer, the infestation so severe that the righteous slain were blind from his sight...

The void that the planet left behind sparked a minor warpstorm as the ruinous powers vied over the toils that a few million slain innocents offered, the Inquisitor hadn't even battered an eyelid as the psychic scream was heard from there all the way to holy mother Terra...

THE END

((I had fun guys, but this died so a fitting end was neccessary... Seeya later 🙂 ))

"alright men we have the city no set up defensive positions at each of the four enterances to the city and then make yourselves at home we wait for the inquis....." He stoped mid speach as a man shouted "LOOK!" and pointed to the sky a magnificant beam of light came and struck the ground shaking all of the planets surface and ripping it apart. "I love you sarge." was the last transmition from this squad of imperial soldiers and the last chapter in Comissar Lidels story.