Here we are, gentlemen, Planet Nuecullus; A world covered in so much brush and forestry, that one would think it were Catachan itself. Were it not for the distinct lack of poisonous flora and fauna covered in giant teeth looking to devour you. Just mind the six foot tall Mosquitos, and the lakes of noxious slime, and both you and your equipment should be fine.
Lord General Montague, has dispatched our regiment to the planet's surface, in order to clear out a beachhead for settlers to reach the surface. Plain and simple orders, with no easy way for any of you to screw up.
And to make sure that each of you has been properly equipped with a can of Munitorum approved "Oversized Killer Bugger Spray", I am calling for a mandatory field kit inspection.
Without further ado, present arms and equipment for a Field Kit Inspection!
>Welcome to ''Field Kit Inspection", home of the 'Unknown Regiment". Feel free to join in! Remember though, we tend to use spoilers for OOC chat, while green-texts are typically used for describing a character's actions. D20s are for combat checks, while d100s are for other things you wish to roll, with higher typically being better.
>Michael would slowly walk out, clearly ragged and weary, looking as if he had not slept for days
Yes... very good Matthias.
Indeed...
Ryan Russell
Ah forest, my favourite place! Also that Bug Spray isn't as effective as you may think. Also Barrington present!
Nicholas Murphy
Jefferson present!...ummm colonel sir, do you have any pianos? Also can I not fight, I'm a musician not a fighter
Joshua Jenkins
>Michael would be about to release some massive outraged speech about the emperor, but decided he probably didn't have it in him right now
Cooper Watson
>The Colonel merely nods his head, as he passes by the Bullgyrn.
Very good, Steve...
I figured it wouldn't. But don't let the lads from the Munitorum hear you say that. It'll end badly for everyone involved.
Also, as we're short handed on squad commanders, I've seen fit to promote you to the rank of Sergeant, and I'm giving you command of fourth Company's third squad, Barrington.
The entirety of the squad are barely trained newbies. So I'm hoping your decades of experience might rub off on them, and keep atleast one of them alive long enough to make Corporal.
Dear Emperor, Micheal! What in the Terra's name HAPPENED to you!?
Aaron Peterson
I'll do my best sir! >Barrington gives a salute
David Smith
Umm Michael, are you okay? You look like you were reading some forbitten tomes for days without stop
Lincoln Miller
I'm going to guess you asked about why I look so tired because I can't actually hear what you are saying.
I have been mostly deaf since I fought the traitor marines.
I have not slept since that day, spending every waking hour trying to file a request form for a null rod. Over 3000 scribes have died.
Jackson Myers
What? Speak up.
Bentley Collins
>Matthias would face palm out of frustrations.
Bloody hell! Now my regiment is outfitted with a deaf priest... What next, an assassin that can't hold her bowl movements? A tech-priest powered by urine? Or maybe we'll be given a slutty soroitas!? At least SHE could find the time to fire her weapon! >He would release an audible sigh, before typing something into his Dataslate, and handing it to the man.
>"Very well, Micheal. I'll see what I can do when we get back to the ship."
Asher Gray
What was that about a sororitas?
Levi Watson
Don't zing it colonel. Also where can we get poor priest some device that'll improve his hearing?
Sebastian Young
DO YOU NEED ANY HELP!?
Jaxson Johnson
NO. I AM FINE.
STOP SHOUTING!
Nolan Taylor
I AM GOOD AT SHOUTING
Camden Hernandez
As I told the priest, I'll see about looking into it.
In the meantime, keep your eyes open for trouble. I'd rather we not get caught up in a fire fight, if we can handle it.
>He would type once more into his Dataslate, before showing it to Micheal.
"Nothing for you to worry about, Micheal."
Brayden Rogers
I KNOW! STOP SHOUTING!
AND WHATS WITH THAT GIANT MOSQUITO BEHIND YOU?
Luis Robinson
Rolled 3 (1d20)
> steve whips around fast enough to give a man whiplash, he shoots the bug
Gavin Thompson
Very good colonel.
Isaiah Cooper
Rolled 12 (1d20)
>the insect would try and drink the bullgryns blood forcefully
Andrew Gray
Rolled 27 (1d100)
Of course colonel, I shall start recoinassance this very moment...and try the newbloods too >Brrington begins to instruct his squad on searching for enemies
Justin Perry
Rolled 6 (1d20)
Get OFF > he attacks the insect
Anthony Murphy
Rolled 17 (1d20)
>the insect would continue drinking the bullgryns blood
Caleb Sanders
Rolled 17 (1d20)
Ow ow ow HELP > He tries to hit it more
Elijah Perez
Rolled 19 (1d20)
What, oh goody...keep looking for enemies! >Barrington draws his revolver and starts shooting at mosquito
Zachary Robinson
>the insect would suddenly super die after drinking a large portion of the bullgrys blood
Colton Myers
I feel tired > he faceplants into the ground
Jaxson Reyes
Rolled 75 (1d100)
Well that's done... >Barrington searches at his squad, who are slacking off How is it searching!? >They suddenly begin to search for enemies again
Jonathan Hill
STAND UP MAN, NO TIME FOR SLEEPING!
Lucas Mitchell
I have blood loss, do you have blood I can use? > he falls again
Brandon Butler
YOU WONT SUCK MY BLOOD VAMPIRE!
HOW DARE YOU SAY SUCH A HERETICAL THING?
Leo Brown
Not your blood, but spare blood
Julian Stewart
>Grotesque begins to drag him to medicae Let's hope they have some blood...or fruit
Thomas Davis
>a group of 4 mosquitos would be over in the distance
Joseph Gray
Thank...you person man
Luis Gray
Rolled 1 (1d20)
Okay chaps, we have mosquitos coming in! >Barrington would take a shot at them from his sniper rifle
Caleb Cooper
Rolled 5 (1d20)
>the shot would go so badly it would attract another mosquito to the conflict >the mosquitos would quickly fly over and begin sucking blood from him and his troops
Juan Rogers
Rolled 16, 4 = 20 (2d20)
Gah, get away >Barrington would try to swathe them with his sabre >His squad does the same but with knifes
Matthew Peterson
Rolled 9 (1d20)
>one of the Mosquitos would go down, leaving 4. >these 4 would try and drain the group of their blood
Brody Cruz
Rolled 8, 18 = 26 (2d20)
Ugh, blood, now I will have to wash my clothing >Group would continue their brawl
Jonathan Jones
Rolled 6 (1d20)
>After dragging and leaving Steve at medicae Jeff charges at the mosquitos with his bare fists
Jack Roberts
Rolled 3 (1d20)
>another bug would fall as the rest renewed their attack
Benjamin Torres
Oh, why are they even this tall >Squad continues to try to slash the mosquitos
Hunter Cook
Rolled 10 (1d20)
Benjamin Green
Rolled 13 (1d20)
>Matthias steadies his trigger finger as he takes aim at one of the abominable mosquitos, through his Hellgun's silver scope. >Once he believed he had a clear line of sight, he would pull the trigger. Sending a burst of bright red, burning light, towards his target.
Dominic Hernandez
Rolled 17 (1d20)
>the bugs continue attempting to drain blood from the squad
Angel Myers
>a bug would suddenly fall down, dead
Josiah Gutierrez
Rolled 5 (1d20)
Ah you fickle bastard! >Barrington would attempt to stab the mosquito
Camden Green
Rolled 4 (1d20)
>the insects would turn to face the new attacker and suck him dry
Leo Murphy
Rolled 13 (1d20)
>Barrington attempts to shoot some in the back G-go down you bastards
Zachary Collins
Rolled 19 (1d20)
>Letting the gun drop to the ground, Matthias pulls forth his powersword, and would attempt to swing it's gently humming blade, against the creature
Asher Nelson
Rolled 6 (1d20)
>two bugs are struck down in an impressive display of melee proficiency >one would remain, attempting to kill Barrington and his men
Easton Green
Rolled 2 (1d20)
>Barrington charges to face him with his sabre
Blake Flores
Rolled 4 (1d20)
>the bug would charge headfirst, attempting to drain his heart directly
Angel Moore
Rolled 4 (1d20)
You are getting nothing more from me you oversized fly!
Dominic Hughes
Rolled 3 (1d20)
>the insect would repeat its prior action, attempting to impale the man and drain his insides
Ryan Ross
...
Jeremiah Ward
Rolled 18 (1d20)
>Re-sheathing his sword, Matthias once more shoulders his Hellgun, and zooms in through the silver scope. >Once he believed he had a good angle, he would pull the trigger. Sending forth a burning shot of bright crimson light.
Jose Rogers
Rolled 4 (1d20)
I knew I should've taken my medication >Barrington makes another clash with his sabre
Aiden Morris
>the bug finally dies, its insides melted and sheared in two by the carefully placed shot
Luis Bell
>the muscular elysian could be seen spraying the bug spray everywhere Gods, I hate planets like this. Urban combat is 10 times better! Anyways, I got some faint electromagnetic pulses coming from 70 klicks east.
Nathan Roberts
Rolled 2 (1d20)
>he takes out his Accatran Mark IV lasgun, and fires a volley at the giant bugger
Jason Perry
WHAT?
SPEAK UP MAN!
Anthony Hughes
Yes, that. It is undeniably a... >he toys around with his detector an Imperial Aguile-7 Distress Pattern. I suggest an expedition to that site.
Jaxon Carter
Whew, thanks colonel, could've taken him myself though, heheheh I'll be right back soon, keep practicing shot cadets! >Barrington takes some pills
Bentley Lopez
WHAT?
SPEAK UP!
I CANT HEAR YOU!
Xavier Hughes
Rolled 68 (1d100)
ooc: forgot to roll
Austin Adams
>there would definitely be... something... >you would have no idea what it was from here however
Anthony Hill
Well then... Gentlemen, it appears that our coordinates have been set. I suggest an expedition towards that target, we should bring in a strong force just in case.
Alexander Peterson
Okay, let's do that
Parker Russell
WHAT?
SPEAK UP!
Jayden Flores
I agree! >he turns on his Hearing Aids There. That should fix it, Michael.
Kevin Moore
WHAT? SPEAK UP!
DONT BE SO QUIET!
Gavin Lopez
>Deep inside the ever growing forests. Past the noxious bubbling swamp lakes of Ree-Lune, and past the disease ridden clouds of Mung Flies that surround the Wuijuo Marsh (70 klicks away), would stand a village... >It's inhabitants would be collected at the village center. Collected around a moss and bug nest encased statue. Many would be beating their hands upon drums, as many others dance, and sing in a ritualistic fasion. >Video link below, is basically what's being played by the villagers m.youtube.com/watch?v=NrI-UBIB8Jk >As a chorus in the background. >"OGGA CHACKA, OGGA OGGA OGGA CHACKA! OGGA OGGA OGGA OGAA OGGA CHACKA! OGGA OGGA OGAA CHACKA!" >"AH CANT STOP THIS FEELING~! DEEP INSIDE OF ME~!" >"OGGA CHACKA, OGGA OGGA OGGA CHACKA! OGGA OGGA OGGA OGAA OGGA CHACKA! OGGA OGGA OGAA CHACKA!" >"SLANESSH YOU JUST DONT REALISE, WHAT NURGLE DOES TO ME!" >"OGGA CHACKA, OGGA OGGA OGGA CHACKA! OGGA OGGA OGGA OGAA OGGA CHACKA! OGGA OGGA OGAA CHACKA!" >"WHEN NURGLE HOLDS ME. IN HIS ARMS SO TIGHT. HE LETS ME KNOW. EVERYTHING'S ALRIGHT!" >"OGGA CHACKA, OGGA OGGA OGGA CHACKA! OGGA OGGA OGGA OGAA OGGA CHACKA! OGGA OGGA OGAA CHACKA!" >"AAAAAAAYAAAAAAYEEEAAAAAH! WHAT AM I FEELING! IM HIGH OFF THIS FEELING! OF NURGLES ROT IN ME~!" >At this point, dark spots would begin to form upon the edges of the statues eyes, which would quickly form into tears of bile and filth. Dark clouds of green vapour forming where the droplets begin to form upon the ground below it. >"BILE SWEET AS CANDY~ ITS TASTE IS ON OUR MINDS!" >At this point, the skin of the vast majority of the villagers, would begin to form massive clots of pus and rot away where such pus bubbles refuse to form. >The villagers however, would continue their ritual, even as the air grows sickly green.... >"NURGLE YOU'VE GOT ME SO THIRSTY~ FOR ANOTHER CUP OF PUS~"
>At this point, hideous laughter can be heard, as the camera quickly zooms away from the scene, and back towards the regiment....
Grayson Johnson
ANYWAY, LETS CONTINUE OUR MISSION!
CLEAR THE BEACHHEAD!
CHARGE MEN!
Samuel Flores
>the sergeant emerges from his tent, sans coat and stretching, his flak jacket over his scarred chest T-Tell ya what, they play some *cough* funny songs on the radio r-round here.
Brody Smith
>Beep Beep
Jayden Powell
>Matthias would sigh, as Micheal just charged himself into a pond of slime...
Are you SURE you don't want that promotion? >His eyes almost have a pleading look to them.
Also, there shouldn't be any radio signal's on this world... The population should be feral...
>the man exits a tent, wearing a Hawaiian shirt and short shorts I heard beach
Michael Smith
... I'm surround by idiots....
>He simply points towards the massive half dead trees all around them, as well as the slime filled lakes and ponds. >He would then point to the six dead giant mosquitos lying on the ground.
Joseph Hernandez
Rolled 15 (1d20)
>Michael would be rapidly swatting at the slime with his chainsword, apparently thinking this was what he was supposed to be doing
Jaxon Thompson
>he grimaces Ehh... I dunno, sir. Still *wheeze* chewin' it over.
>his face drops suddenly Wait, feral? Shit. I knew somethin' was fucky with *cough* that s-signal. We should g-get movin'.
Thomas Robinson
OH SHIT AM I LATE?? >Ricky stumbles out of his sleeping quarters, flak vest dangling half-closed
Nolan Morris
>As he swings his Eviserator into the slime pond. It would quickly begin getting jammed full of slime, rotting vegetation, and other assorted swamp goodies. >A few seconds after the engine went out, he would see something bubble up to the surface. >Is that... Oh God! That's a severed, bloated human head! And an arm! And half a torso! THRONE ABOVE!
Brandon Reed
WHAT IS THAT DREADFUL RACKET?
Lincoln Peterson
YES YOU FUCK! GET ON!!! >the squad is loading into the bus, while the hw team sets up on top.
Brayden Taylor
HEY MATTHIAS!
I FOUND A DEAD BODY!
DO YOU WANT TO FLIP A THRONE TO SEE IF ITS A HERETIC?
Cameron Wood
>Matthias nods his head. Agreed. Whatever you're picking up on, it shouldn't be here... See if you can't pinpoint it's source. >He pats the NCO on the shoulder with a smile.
Good work.
Not at all, Private! We're just preparing to move out.
Jose Baker
Lets poke it with a stick
Bentley Garcia
Son of a bitch! Let me get my Las, just a second >he turns around and quickly rifles through the tent >returns with a backpack dripping with probably booze Ready for action! >adjust helmet, board bus
Robert Roberts
>Michael would poke it with his jammed eviscerator
Asher Garcia
What are you talking abo-... >Matthias sighs, as he remembers that Micheal is 95% deaf.
Emperor above, please help me...
Andrew Sanders
Hmmm try giving it a good whack
Isaiah King
>Sgt Bustinut Trooper, where is the rest of your squad?
Jose Rodriguez
Uhh... dead? That or hungover. Do not remember sir
Juan Gutierrez
Hello colonel, sorry I'm late, was teaching younglings how to navigate the woods!...lost only one to a slimepond, they are definetly carnivarous