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Post by admiral9 on Sept 5, 2015 18:40:47 GMT
"My name is, Shas'O Lhas'M'yen, or silent strike in gothic, I am the leader of the hunter cadre that has been delivered here... not that I know where here is." The shas'O begun. He was followed up by his subordinate.
"Shas'el Or'es'shi but i am called fireblade, I am the second in command and blood sworn brother of silent strike." He followed, last was the german.
"Ich bin... erm I am Oberstleutnant Ernst von Böhm commander of the 17th panzer division in our mission to erect the thousand year reich and currently leading the kampfgruppe that has landed in this gigantic caricature of our own world. now... I think the better question is, who are you?" von Böhm inquired, he had no reason to trust this person after all.
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Post by Nepty on Sept 5, 2015 18:50:45 GMT
"Uh." said Trevor. He really dreaded telling Von Bohm the future of his "Thousand Year Reich" that lasted all of half a decade. He was not looking forwards to the temper tantrum.
"I am Captain Gessart, of the Avenging Sons Space Marine Chapter." He seemed uneasy. "We um...We're on a penitent crusade." Gessart was counting on the fact that in imperial records, the 3rd company was listed as dead on Helmabad to keep him safe. No one knew that they'd gone rogue, as far as he was aware. "This is Brother Nicz" he nodded to the Terminator to his left, "And brother Lehenhart" he nodded to the tactical marine on his right.
Trevor nodded slowly. "right...um My name's Trevor, and I live here...you're from Warha-uh the fut-...." he wondered how to break it to them. "So um...to quite Will Smith...welcome to Earth."
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Post by admiral9 on Sept 5, 2015 18:59:48 GMT
Fireblade talked first "Well... sorry for the chair, you can thank the imperial barbarians for attacking us for no other reason then us not being human."
von Böhm chimed in "Not much better then those slavs then, scum attacking us in the back at the least opportunity!"
Silent strike was merely watching, he was aware that fireblade was attempting to avoid him and the entire cadre being crushed under the giants' feet but the crude human was only working against this... truly humans were a useless existence.
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Post by Nepty on Sept 5, 2015 19:06:09 GMT
"I resent that!" bellowed Gessart. "You," he stabbed a finger at Fireblade, "Are a Xenos, and as such, you are perhaps worth a bolt shell or an alliance of convenience, but You!" he thundered, striding towards Von Bohm, who took a step back. "You are a traitor to mankind! Consorting with Xenos. For shame. If you truly claim to serve this Thousand Year Empire, know that I do too, and with greater dedication than you, evidently"
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Post by Deleted on Sept 5, 2015 19:14:37 GMT
Rechstein scoffed with annoyance, staring at the tau with eyes full of disgust. “us the barbarians? Who spans the length of the galaxy? Whos numbers extend beyond count? Who can destroy entire planets with a handful of ships? No, your pathetic empire is merely a passing phase of the galaxy that belongs to humanity.”
meanwhile, Vladimir was calmly pushing Rasputins hand back into his jacket, along with the revolver he had clenched in white knuckles. The veins bulging on his neck showed just what he thought of the germans insults.
“nows not the time my friend, let your anger subside for now, they will get what they deserve in time.”
turning back to the congregation, Vladimir strode forwards a few steps, hands behind his back.
“ah yes, germans talking about stabbing in the back when they started this war. Such words from one who slaughters civilians like cattle are like the wings of a butterfly, insignificant and ignored by those of a higher existence.”
turning to the tau, he shrugged. “ I do not know how the imperium does things, but as only those of germany are safe from your new allies execution lines, you have not chosen allies an better then the imperials you talk so lowly of. The germans are not a people of peace, your decision to ally with them decided our own allegiance before we even set eyes upon your strange race. Perhaps such quick and rash decisions show why the imerium does not trust your kind.”
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Post by Deleted on Sept 5, 2015 19:15:37 GMT
The Shrike slowly descended down into the pit, his escorts staying a few meters above him. The air was thick with moisture, the walls were coated with slime. Slowly he lowered himself further and further into the pit, after a few moments the pit widened around him, expanding into a large open cavern, not quite as tall as the network above it, but extending a great distance around. A few small opens could be found in the thick stone walls, but they were far to small even for a Gargoyle to fit through. Perhaps a Termagant could fit through, but there was no way to safely get them down here, or for them to get back up. Satisfied that the pit represented no threat to it. He led his escorts back, heading back up the pit to rejoin the swarm.
With a roar the Warrior charged the beast, slashing away with his boneswords and easily cutting it down. The strange multi-legged beast was no match for the might of the swarm. Around him Termagants opened fire with their Fleshborers and gunned down other's of its kind. The full might of the swarm was spreading across the cave system, broods of Warriors and Gaunts tearing away at the local animals, some of these six-legged beasts fled into cracks and crevices, only to have Ravaners burrow after them and tear them apart. Some eight-legged ones, akin to those they had faced earlier simply allowed themselves to be killed, seemingly not being smart enough to fight back or flee. Regardless of whether they fled, fought back or simply watched they all died in the end, cut down or shot to pieces as the swarm spread throughout the caverns, rounding up all available biomass as the Lictors and Genestealers scouted ahead of the fighting forces. With pounce and a swing he cut down another of the eight-legged beasts. The biomass of these creatures that seemed to infest these caves would amply fuel the swarm's growth, and soon they would be able to spread out, expanding up the cliffs the Humans had escaped up earlier, soon, very soon.
The Lictors paused at the foot of the cliffs, while the Genestealers had located yet another room within the cavern system they were preparing to head up, ensuring the group of them was all together the largest of them strode forward, following the pathway the Humans had created, slowly following the unmistakable scent trail they had left behind.
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Post by admiral9 on Sept 5, 2015 19:24:14 GMT
von Böhm chimed in in reaction to the space marines "I fight for the Führer... although I do not agree with all his actions nor have I condoned or committed mass exterminations it is a reality, coping with this is a part of my honour though, as a son of the von Böhm family I fight for my country, you calling yourself a greater patriot while not even being aware of the reality is honestly offending."
Silent strike heard the imperials insults but was no capable of properly processing them as such, how could a servant of the greater good be considered inferior to the barbarians from terra after all. "If destructive power decided on civility then the tyranids would be above of us all..." Silent strike commented, although it could not be seen in his face it was obvious in his tone that he only carried disgust for these humans thinking themselves higher beings.
Fireblade took over knowing that his brother was a man of few words "If being open to friendship is a sign of weakness then i would rather be the lowest insect then a towering titan, i am aware that the imperium does not know of any action but mass murdering any that are not theirs but i will have to apoligize that we are not the same... the germans appeared both civil in conversation and avoided combat instead of jumping into it, a prime candidate for an ally."
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Post by Nepty on Sept 5, 2015 19:36:06 GMT
"You dare!?" demanded Gessart, breaking all pretension of civility and striding forth, seizing Von Bohm by his collar and hauling him bodily up into the air. The German guards raised their weapons -anti-tank rifles- at once, which prompted the imperial soldiers and mariens to aim their own implements of destruction. Rasputin had broken free of his restraining companion's grip and was actively trying to aim his pistol at Von Bohm.
A pair of massive hands came down and scooped them all up like bulldozers, pushing the feuding minis together in a giant ball of protesting people. Trevor let go and fixed them all with a death glare. "Behave, you little bitches."
The assembled groaned. "Now," said Trevor. "I want to make this absolutely clear. So we're all on the same page. This is Earth. Terra. Middenheim, whatever you want to call it." He pointed at the astartes. "You, space marines. You're pricks. Don't be pricks." He pointed at the Tau. "You guys. Stop provoking the Imperials." He finally pointed at the world war two men. "And you guys. Do you know what? You want to stop fighting? How about a history lesson. This is 2015 and what happened is that your war ended seventy fucking years ago. It's history, okay?"
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Post by Deleted on Sept 5, 2015 19:44:25 GMT
right before anyone of the Vost-Russos could respond to the latest fling of insults, one of the Space marines lunged forward, and a moment later Vlad had Lost track of Rasputin, before giant hands scooped them up like little candies and dropped them back down in a awkward pile of men who did not feel that way about each other.
Vlad, always wanted to be presentable, took his face out of one of the Taus face Crotches with a half hearted apology, and dusted himself off.
Reichstien, up aswell, smirked a bit. The idea that their bickering was so null and void in the presence of the giant had just struck him. This was no the imperium. Here, the giant was the only one who decided who was what.
Rasputin, however, remained stunned on the ground, taking in the giants words.
“the....war is over......did.....who...who won? Surely the germans were defeated, right? No sensible god would let such monster continue to exist....”
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Post by admiral9 on Sept 5, 2015 20:01:04 GMT
Silent strike watched the humans explode in anger as the space marine grappled von Böhm, the man visibly shaken could be seen recovering for a couple of seconds and he could hear von Böhm talking "How's your friend doing? I heard he lost his arm." the space marine didnt get to respond though as the giant was sufficiently irritated it appeared.
Everyone being clumped together into a mess by the giants two gigantic hands, silent strike being in a battlesuit managed to get himself up with little effort and proceeded to help his trusted comrade up, as they straightened themselves out, they turned to their german allies. They were on the ground, von Böhm was visibly shocked but not sure what to say. "Its... Over? But... but..." somewhere in the back of his mind von Böhm knew that it would be them, even though his men had enjoyed success after sucess he had seen the situational maps, the war was not going well. Resigning himself he just sat down attempting to light a cigarette. it dropped on the floor a second revelation though. "My family...dead?" von Böhm was well and truly crushed now, he had a family and children, it was all for naught.
Fireblade approached him, with a lho stick in hand he helped him up. "Comrade, losing your family is a faith that we will all face, in the greater good you will find consoling and new opportunities... we all work for one purpose after all."
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