This is Sergeant Ordenius to the Herald of Imperial Goodwill. Come in Herald! Forward Operating Base Octavia is secured and awaiting additional reinforcements as well as resupply. Otherwise we won't be able to take down that Titan... ------------------------------------------------------------ 1d4Chan: 1d4chan.org/wiki/Campaign:Penal_regiment_designation_Veeky Forums
FAQ: >What the fuck is this? Somewhat a campaign of crack-infused free-form roleplay in the grim darkness of the far future.
>When do you guys make these threads? Usually mondays at 4PM GMT, but they sometimes extend to Tuesdays if we got caught in the middle of something when the thread died and it was too late to make another one the same day.
>Can I join in? Sure, just think of a character and have fun, you can find most info in 1d4chan albeit it's ussually a little bit out of date in comparison to where the threads are.
>Is there any requirement in character creation. Not really, we've had Xeno infiltrators, Chaos infiltrators, Villains, Heroes, Normal Guardsmen, Crazed Guardsmen, Assassins, Psykers, Space Marines, Inquisitors, Squats... just think whathever and join the fun.
>Is it allowed to have more than a single character? Yes as long as you don't use it to powerplay.
>So how you guys do the playan'? We tend to use spoilers for OOC chat, but nothing is set in stone. We tend to use greentexts for describing a character's actions, but again nothing is set in stone. Use d20s for combat checks and d100s for other things you want to roll, higher Is better. It's important to know that the regiment is now in the employ of a radical Ordo Xenos Inquisitor, with influence from an Ordo Malleus Inquisitor and under the watch of an Ordo Hereticus Inquisitor. Yes we've been through a lot of shit.
Liam Miller
>The young NCO would lean himself into the folding chair beneath him. The exhaustion from running the F.O.B. all by himself finally kicking in.
Throne... This must be my punishment for always making fun of the COs...
>He gives himself a quick couple of light smacks to his cheeks to wake himself up before continuing with issuing orders to the front line.
Wyatt Lopez
Shit! I'm late!
Christian Rivera
I was wondering where you and the others were. Anyways I'll be back in about five to ten minutes. Have to do something outside
Cameron Rogers
and I'm back. Took long enough. By the way, do you know if anyone else is joining? Just curious
Nicholas Baker
I'm joining now.
Nathaniel Sanders
Im back as well
Justin Mitchell
Dammit! Throne fething DAMMIT!! >The sergeant would slam his fist angerly into the table before him at the mention og the bad news. >Another assault wave had just been wiped out in the latest of four attempts to push the traitor chapter back from the Titan. All of which the sergeant had ordered. >Another several hundred men that were now out of the fight, weither dead or wounded.
Emperor guide me in our time of need... I should be out there fighting with those men... not doing this...
Colton Miller
Well then in all honesty, just fucking get in the fight then, mate. If you seriously feel as if dying with your men is a good idea then go on right ahead towards doing that. Might as well go in for another assault while the enemy is regrouping from their last one
Sebastian Young
>The sergeant would activate his newly acquired Vox. Before send a message to the sergeant Augue.
Forward command to Sergeant Augue. You and your men have got new orders. Unfortunately they're the same as last time....
Focus your Basilisks firepower on point 3874 by 2691. Provide covering fire to our boys coming back. I'll send you new orders upon their arrival...
Jordan Long
Rolled 9 (1d20)
Oh boy, I can't wait to see the exact same thing happen again. Also, why are you Voxing me when I'm standing right next to you. Eh, whatever >Turns on Vox Alright fellas, you know the drill, fire on the exact same spot we've being firing on since we got on this fucking shit-stain planet
Isaiah Parker
>He'd lean back in his chair. An agitated look growing over his face.
I honestly wish I could. But my squad and I are busy running this place until reinforcements can come in from orbit. With most of the COs having never made it down, I, along side a junior Commissar, who has yet to be seen since we got here. Are the highest ranking officials currently planet side.
Isaac Martin
We... May not need to defeat them. Without reinforcements we cannot take on that Titan. But they have a goal. We may be able to deny them their prize.
Lucas Anderson
Well, at least you and your boys have something to fire upon while we regroup for another push... >The man would sigh before continuing.
Even with the additional firepower and assistance from Nyzarts Necron forces, we're just barely managing to hold this position. I guess that's what you get when you're fighting at least a company's worth of renegade Marines who are willing to risk everything for a warlord class Titan...
Nolan Adams
The Aeronautica Imperialis stands ready, sergeant.
Jackson Jones
Warhound, not warlord. >A group of enemy scouts has been detected past the perimeter's defenses
Brody Morgan
>He turns to face the adept, a large grimace upon his face.
That's what ive been trying to do... but those bastards are currently entrenched around the damn thing. Trying desperately to repair it. >The man sighs as he takes a quick glance at a recently written report before bringing his attention back to the adept.
And while it might not be able to move r now, it's armaments are at the very least still partilly operational. Because of that, fleet hasn't been willing to send in additional support for fear of getting torn to pieces by that warp blasted cannon its got!
But... if you've got an idea that might work, then I'm all up for listening...
Alexander Lewis
I do not believe the titan is their goal. It is but a tool for them to achieve a goal.
Juan Green
Alright bub, I myself have a few ideas for a good course of action, but I just need to know two things: One, who has the larger force? Two, what is the terrain situation like?
Isaiah Howard
>draws his pistol and looks around nervously what now?
Colton Smith
God Emperor be praised! I almost thought you'd forgotten about us Admiral! >The man let's out a sigh of relief at the first good bit of news he's had since crash landing the night before.
>However is short lived, as he receives a report about
SHIT! >He activates his Vox. Setting is to comm all channels.
Attention! Renegade forces have infiltrated the camp! All forces prepare to repel the enemy! I repeat! Sons of Malice forces have infiltrated the camp! Push them back in the name of the Emperor!
>He quickly grabs his gear and begins making his way towards the action. even as he switches channels over to the Herald.
Sorry about this Admiral, but we've got unwanted guests!
Jason Kelly
>He pats the Eldar on the shoulder as he passes by him, a smile on his face.
Same thing we do everyday Larrs... try to take over th- I mean! Fight in the name of the God Emperor and his holy inquisition against the forces of Chaos and heresy!
Brandon Myers
We've been spotted, places the charges! Get rid of their artillery!
James Davis
How come it's always heretics despite us being under the orders of an Ordo Xenos inquisitor?
Chase Phillips
>grins at joke and inspects his pistol quickly here's hoping I don't have to patch any of you up ayy?
Ian Hill
I serve an Inquisitor of Ordo Sicarius, and I have never had a job involving assassins. It is not that strange.
Parker Foster
Rolled 4 (1d20)
Bring it up at the next group meeting Augue! For now, switch your attention to defending your Basilisks!
Well if course they've got a goal. They're Chaos! They always have some kind of goal!
>He quickly slides his way into cover behind a large metal crate, before taking a moment to check that his lasrifle is fully charged. >Pleased by the affirmative chime, he crouches down and takes a few shots at the traitors before him.
Jacob Myers
Rolled 9 (1d20)
>takes cover with him and fires a single shot at who he suspects to be the leader.
Liam Foster
Rolled 6 (1d20)
>Follows and shoots the lasgun.
I'm too far to reach them with my flamer, but there's no cover from here to their spot!
Hunter Hall
Rolled 14 (1d20)
Oh those cock-mining sonsa demon whores! You aint touching me, my men, or my cannons if its the last thing I do! >fires at the enemy nearest the artillery while dashing towards cover
Evan Perez
>Drags himself to better cover But what do they want here? If the Titan is the goal, they would have left with it. We need to find out what they want here, what that Titan has to do with it!.
Daniel Butler
Rolled 6, 1 = 7 (2d20)
Squad under fire!
I'm hit!
Suppressing fire!
>The squad fires against the enemy as one of them dashes forward to plant some charges (second roll for melta charges).
Carter Diaz
Rolled 11 (1d20)
>The man smiles before yelling out. Because we're damn good at our job!
That! Or we're the most unlucky regiment in this segmentum! Take your pick!
>He pulls off a Krak grenade from his belt before priming and throwing it towards the Chaos Marines.
I'd be more worried about yourself Eldar! What with that hangover you're probably nursing!
Must SUCK to be you!
Carson Russell
Rolled 3 (1d20)
Mate, this aint the fucking time to talk about goals, just fucking shoot them >shoots the one dashing to plant the charges with boltgun
Mason Sanders
Rolled 5 (1d20)
>tosses a small grenade over cover at them hangovers I can deal with, it's the voices and visions that throw me off. >takes a sip from his hip flask and offers it to the Sgt.
Easton Nelson
Rolled 6 (1d20)
>He smiles as he hears the results of the artillery chiefs shot hitting it's mark!
Damn nice work!
>Taking a cue from the other sergeant, his fires another few shots towards the traitor with the det-charge.
Don't let those bastards get near the Basilisks!
While I appreciate your need to know why they want it! I'd prefer it if you focused on the here and now!
Thomas Powell
Rolled 2 - 4 (1d20 - 4)
Must suck to be you, never getting to fight Slaught instead of some heretics. I´m just saying there is nothing strange about Inquisitors working against forces their Ordo does not usually combat! This is the exact time to talk about goals! The heretics play for time. They´ll get the titan up soon and we´ll all die! We have to figure out a way to deny them their victory before that happens! >Takes a few shots with his pistol anyways Penalty for wounds
Ayden Butler
>All of them see the grenade yet none yells or screams for it, nobody says anything in the squad.
>Two scouts are send flying whilst another one is engulfed by the explosion, which sends 's grenade off course, the Scout who had dashed for the artillery earlier doesn't manage to reach it, but avoids the incoming fire.
>He shoots back from a medium cover, in complete silence.
Jonathan Foster
Rolled 5 (1d20)
4got roll
Zachary Turner
Rolled 12 (1d20)
Well maybe those voices should tell you how to shoot better! >takes a swig my from own flask Mate, I dont care if they're going to invade Holy Terra itself, if they're going to blow up my artillery I'd sooner kill them now then know what they're doing later! >throws a Krak grenade at the one behind cover Eat this, you mongling heretic shit!
Robert Ross
Rolled 15, 6, 10 = 31 (3d20)
>dodges the fire and stands up firing back and screaming profanities in Eldar.
Samuel Walker
What's the third dice roll for? Screaming profanities?
Xavier Torres
>In addition to horribly missing, the pistol jams I am of no use but of thinking! But if you insist, I will focus on the now, and how we are going to die without either a miracle or us figuring out what to do! Very well, I should have expected as much.
Nathan Jones
of course, it's to see how offensive they are
Jason Moore
>The blast throws him out in the open where he is shot dead multiple times.
>Even in death he doesn't scream, a white and black aura leaving the gaps of the armor as the body dies.
>This one was the "sergeant" apparently.
Austin Hughes
how many marines are there?
Benjamin Ortiz
They form up in squads of Eleven. Right now only Five seem to be alive from this Scout Squad
Christian James
Rolled 14, 1 = 15 (2d20)
suck on that you chess board armoured wearing, monkey fuckig, panda touching none beilevers! >grins at the others before firing two more shots.
Carson Martin
Rolled 8 + 2 (1d20 + 2)
>The sergeant let's out a small cheer at the sight of the dead Chaos Marines.
Hell yeah! That's the sight every demolition expert LOVES to see!
>Aiming carefully, the man takes a shot at the Chaos Space marine still outside of cover. >He then casts a quick glance at his men before rushing forward while yelling out.
PUSH FORWARD GUARDSMEN! adding plus two due to his lack of cover
Joshua Miller
>One of the scouts signals the squad to retreat as another brother falls dead on the ground, all of them leaving a white and black smoke from their armor gaps as they die, but no near as strong as the one the sergeant had.
Noah Mitchell
Rolled 15 + 2 (1d20 + 2)
>charges at enemy while firing at the ones retreating -2 because of firing while running
Evan Johnson
Rolled 3 (1d20)
>fires at them as the run away. and don't come back! well that was easy.
Jaxon Robinson
Rolled 20, 11 + 2 = 33 (2d20 + 2)
>The sergeant slows down his charge at the sight of their retreat. But does not stop firing. Sending another couple of shots towards the now retreating Marines.
We've got 'em pulling back! Don't stop firing until they they stop moving! We'll cleanse their bodies with holy flames after we've secured the area!
Eisen! Check for traps and other hazards.
Larrs... you and the Adept take two squads to fill in that breach, then report back to me.
Josiah Reyes
woops, that was supposed to be a minus dont know how that fucked up
Oliver Cruz
Use +-2 for negatives >Another one falls down but the remaining ones manage to get a safe distance to sprint out of the combat.
>They purposedly let something small fall on the ground as they do.
Andrew Rogers
Er... they dropped something on the floor sir...
Wyatt Gray
Rolled 15, 4 = 19 (2d20)
>jumps away from the object to cover, while firing at the retreating enemy rolling 2 dice, 1 for jump, other for shooting
Anthony Lopez
>has been there the whole time
Elijah Roberts
PRAISE CRITICUS!!!
Sergeant... go check on your men and your vehicle's... see what the damage is Afterwards, I want you to start raining death back upon that Titan and the surrounding area. Understood?
William Cooper
>nods and grabs the adapt. let's get going then.
Liam Ramirez
By Drusus´ holy corpse... I have one mobile arm and everything beneath my ribcage has been paralyzed... Let´s see... Knife, stapler, disinfectant... Could I be dragged to a somewhat private place before I operate on myself?
Michael Peterson
Rolled 6 (1d20)
SHIT! GET TO COVER!!! >He quickly runs towards the object and picks it up. Before tossing it as far away as possible.
>He quickly dives behind the nearest crate and covers his head. Preparing himself for the worst
Rolling for distance
Carter Edwards
>grins you know I'm a doctor right? >hoists the adapt over his shoulder and marches quickly to cover before setting him down. now where did the mean heretics hurt you?
Kevin Hernandez
>Meanwhile, back at the bunker's hangar...
So...? Is my ship ready?
>"It hasn't flown in centuries, warpsmith, the machine spirit is rebellious"
I care not for the machine spirit, brother techmarine, it will bend to my will as everything does. Is the machine ready to fly or not?
>The Techmarine sighs loudly. >"It should, but you can't take off yet."
And who dares forbid me to take off?
>"Lord Keros himself wishes a transport into the heat of battle, he chose yours."
Oh for Malal's sake... fine tell him I'm waiting!
Julian Gutierrez
Alright, yeah sure. Just give me one sec >walks up to the chaos marine sergeant and starts shooting him with the boltgun How do you like that, you piece of shit! Fuck you and whatever whore demon spawned you! You think you can go after me! Or my men! Or my fucking god damn cannons! I'll fucking wipe you from the face of the earth! >stops shooting, before stomping on him and walking off I'll report back to you with the damages, as well as that course of action I wanted to discuss with you
Isaiah Sanchez
My cybernetic arm is in ruins, no fixing that without parts... Nerves of my spine have probably been severed, so that is unlikely to be fixable in field as well... I think it´s best to simply try and salvage what I can. You may not want to see this, being Eldar and all that.
Cameron Turner
Beacon deployed. >A white flash covers the area as the teleportation beacon guides the traveller safely to its destination
Benjamin Lopez
>pats his shoulder. I'm more machine than Eldar at this point, I'm here to help you any way I can. >grins again.
Liam Ward
You are in need of cybernetics.
Eli Walker
>The Ork Warboss begins to randomly mash buttons in an attempt to contact his best friend the warpsmith, while he waits for the repairs to finish up on the Titans leg and main cannon. >Eventually he hits the right button, and a comm link is established. 'Ey boss! Is dis you? If so's, I wantz ta knowz when ya grots is gonna finish up da repairs ta da tiotan! Dez 'umies keep bombin' me an' it's stah'tin' ta get annoy'an!
>The ork goes quiet for a minute, before continueing. Also...
>He seems hesitant to say anything. Oi've been 'earin' some voice in me he'd since I took control o dis f'ing! And the flaming git won't shut up! 'es saying somefing bout "damage" ta some weird f'ing or Nother! Tell 'em ta stop!
Leo Powell
In that case... No. I am in need of paper, quill and ink. More ink than I have used thus far in my career. Larrs, please make an incision on my chest, right beneath the collarbones.
Charles Hughes
That voice could be the machine spirit, ignore it, it will die out soon enough.
The repairs are almost complete their artillery is literally doing nothing to this mighty war machine, our techmarines will get it ready to move in less than 3 hours. Just keep firing on their battleships, the larger ones first.
Brayden Long
Rolled 5 (1d20)
>The sergeant looks out from his bit if cover after the flash of light dissipates. Expecting it to have caused some sort of explosion. >What he wasn't expecting to see, was another chaos space marine to have appeared where he threw the device. >He then moves back to a better position before fireing his rifle at the armored figure.
What the Hell is THAT doing here!?!
Jeremiah White
>nods and performs the incision humming to himself. so uh, got any plans for later then? going on holiday?
Julian Ward
But Oi can't aim da gun up der' wit da tiotans leg like dis! ... Also... wotz a machine spirit?
Adrian Nguyen
Rolled 10 (1d20)
>The shots do apparently nothing against his armor.
Must... OBLITERATE!
>He fires a melta shot against the artillery line, completely ignoring the soldiers firing at him.
Levi Thompson
.........
Explaining it would take hours so I'll try to make this simple... what's your God's name?
Sebastian Jones
Writing, researching, making a wraith-construct of my own if I have enough time. Now, please embed this to my chest and close the incision afterwards. >Pulls a black object from his pocket >It looks like a beetle made of metal >Every warning bell Larrs has tell him this is a bad thing
Matthew Myers
what is that? >narrows his eyes. what are you planning on doing? >takes the black object.
Nathaniel Evans
Rolled 6 (1d20)
>turns and sees the melta shot flying towards the artillery Oh God Emperor fucking damn it! >fire my boltgun with the force of a thousand suns at the Obliterator >shouts at the entire camp GET YOUR GOD DAMN ASSES OVER HERE!
Luke Robinson
Rolled 12 + 2 (1d20 + 2)
>The sergeants eyes go wide at the sight of the obliterator marine almost instantly destorying the mobile artillery piece.
Oh God! He's taking out the cannons! >He quickly activates his Vox and sends out a message to everyone. All forces! CONCENTRATE FIRE ON THAT SON OF A BITCH! DON'T LET HIM TAKE OUT ANYMORE CANNONS!
>He then primes, and tosses a Krak grenade towards the obliterator marine.
Sebastian Lopez
A Halo Device. Your race has been in Calixis-sector before, so I assume at least warnings of them are still commonly known. I plan on researching it in the only way that we have not yet tried. The only way we may find out the truth about them. And, If I die here, it will be destroyed with me.
Carter Young
Dey'z da great an' powerful Gork an' Mork! Why'z? Ain't deh da same fer' you?
Camden Stewart
>shrugs before doing as he's told. I hope I don't end up regrettig this.
Jack Smith
Rolled 19 (1d20)
>It takes a few steps back as it covers its face from the damage.
Must... KILL!
>His right arm morphs, no longer using a multi-melta for hand, but rather a monstruous albeit normal-like (five fingered) clawed hand that just happens to have a heavy bolter coming out of its palm.
>Said heavy bolter begins firing at the infantry surrounding him, doing a barrage.
Jose Reed
Mine's Malal but that's another thing, focus on the explanation:
Imagine if Gork and Mork could talk to you through machines. Got that? Good. Now imagine if the gods from other people also were able to talk to you through machines. Now imagine an enemy god is talking you through machines.
Luis Wright
Rolled 2, 4 = 6 (2d20)
>attempts to dodge the incoming fire while shooting at the Obliterator FUCK YOU
Noah Brooks
Now it will stay hidden. I´ll research it´s effects and continue my work as long as I can. Thank you. Now the area needs to be disinfected. After that, we should help with that Obliterator... Or you should. I´m useless for a few weeks, except for my brain.
Robert Peterson
Rolled 11, 10, 12, 12 = 45 (4d20)
>a group of lychguard engage the obliterator in melee
Landon Parker
Rolled 17 (1d20)
>He morphs his left hand into yet another set of claws, but they emit energy as a power-claw would, Engaging the lych guard on melee one at a time as they push him back
Ayden White
Rolled 6 + 5 (1d20 + 5)
>The sergeant screams out in pain as a bolter round rips it's way through part of his left leg. Causeing him to fall to the ground in agony. >He holds himself back from letting out a scream from the immense pain, before yelling out.
FUCK!!! MEDIC!!!
>He grabs the one thing off his belt that he's been loathed to use this entire time. >He slowly primes the Melta grenade in hand and then counts to three before tossing it. Praying that the Emperor will guide his hand before yelling out
MELTA~!
+5 due to help from the Emps
Logan Thompson
Rolled 12 (1d20)
>cleans the wound and stitches him up again. guess I'll be going to my death now. >grins as he draws his sword and steps towards the obliterator come on and fight me you ugly son of a bitch.
Logan Anderson
>bolter round rips through my right leg as I fail to dodge >fires at the obliterator Eat this you son a bitch!
Ryan Ward
be back in a bit. Have to once again do something outside. Be back in ten or so minutes.
Ryder Evans
Rolled 9 (1d20)
forgot to roll
Henry Thompson
>disengages from the obliterator and runs to the two Sergeants shit you two better not die on me. >takes out his pack and starts to treat the wounds, both these legs are pretty badly fucked lads.
Leo Bennett
WELL FUCK. What'd I miss boys? I missed the start time fuck me
Evan King
Well no fucking shit, knife-ears. I just got shot by a heavy bolter. We were attacked in our FOB by Chaos Marine scouts, when the retreated an Obliterator teleported in and is fucking our shit
Sebastian Foster
Rolled 1 (1d20)
>As the bullets bounce off and the lasfire seems to do nothing on him, he once again morphs the right hand into a multimelta, having created an opening by tossing aside a lych guard, he momentarily pauses the combat to fire against the artillery again.
Luke Wright
>draws his sword. >all I'm asking is how fond are you of this leg...