The Eye of Terror: The Battle of Cellaris V (Part I)

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cLuTcHFieND	The arrival of the Hivefleet.	#21	[-]
Posts: 3771 Oct 12 03 2:17 PM Angel of Redemption God-General More My Recent Posts	The elementals choose not to board the Rhino. With a sudden burst of energy, they all take off, soaring over the rooftops over the city. The Rhino closes up and joins he vanguard of the trail of Rhinos heading through the city. As the Rhino roars down the main drag, the Marine driving presses a button, and screens in the front of the Rhino light up, showing an aerial view of the front gate and the creatures that are swarming it. Once again, Anathros's voice enters Tamrissa's mind. "Molotoch's master has engaged in battle. Molotoch has yet to be drawn." Garr had used an incredible burst of speed to arrive at the front lines before the other elementals even made it halfway through the city. He lands on the walls right in front of a Guardsmen who is about to be torn apart by a leaping genestealer. He quickly jerks his wrists, and two long hooked blades snap out from the sleeves of his long coat. He uses the one on his left arm to tear the genestealer's head off its body and deflect it to one side of the startled soldier. HE then leaps from the walls into the sands below, uttering an inhuman growl as he charges towards a pack of genestealers, his arms spread wide. Kelvack's whip attack is enough to kill one of the genestealers and seriously injure another. The two others manage to get by him and continue charging for Rhiyou. The wounded genestealer forces himself to his feet. With a guttural roar, it sends itself in a suicide leap at Kitharsis's back. The remaining two get within range and leap at Rhiyou, looking to slice him in half with their claws... Enemies remaining: 3/4 1 attacking Kitharsis (wounded) 2 attacking Rhiyou 1 dead, killed by Kitharsis. As the Rhinos begin to arrive in the fringe zone, they stop and open. marines pour out and set to tearing apart the genestealers that had made it over the walls with their bolters. The Rhino that Cameron had ridden in on arrives, and Cameron leaps from the top. he had just received the message that Garr had entered battle from his own blade, Valermos. He uses his helmet's comm to bark orders at his Marines, and he restrains the urge to leap over the walls and attack the Tyranids beyond. He knows that the wall's defenders will fall once the rest of the Tyranid attack force reveals themselves. He'll be needed on the inside of the wall. He stays with the Marines, organizing a firing line. Aboard the IAS Revenant, Admiral Benden stands on the bridge and stares out into space. The desert planet Cellaris V hangs in the left hand corner of the viewport. He turns and scans the officers running the bridge. They all sit nervously, eyeing the scanners and waiting. Suddenly, one of the scanner operators jumps up. "There! 500 parsecs to our left side!" There is a flash through the viewport, and suddenly, 2 huge vessels appear in a burst of warp energy. The vessels look like huge living organs, and even as Benden begins to shout orders, they release a large mass of pods that enter the atmosphere of the planet. Bended curses under his breath. "Shit! They broke our defenses! The genestealers gave them enough of a mental lock that they could figure out the border of the warp shield. Close on the target! Battle stations! Inform the other two ships! And get me a patch through to ground control!" Cameron overseeing the last of the formation of the large Marine firing line when his radio crackles. "Command HQ to Lord Aileron. The Reve reports drop pods launched from 3 confirmed Tyranid vessels. ETA 4 minutes."[/i] Cameron glances skyward. He can see the comet trails of the pods as they enter the atmosphere. At least 40 pods, carrying god knows how many more Tyranids. He turns to the marines in the firing line. "Marines! get ready!" The Rhino carrying the companions is one of the last to arrive. As it stops and opens up, the companions find themselves standing in the midst of about 50 marines, all with guns trained on the main gate. Most of them are looking up at the comet trails of the approaching drop pods. No one speaks, and the once noisy city is silent except for the still-blaring air raid sirens.
Unregistered(d)	Re: The arrival of the Hivefleet.	#22	[-]
Posts: 0 Oct 12 03 4:21 PM More My Recent Posts	Thisias looks at the sky along with the others... "What is it they hope to accomplish?" Thisias shakes his head... "So much pointless battle... So many deaths, and all for what?" Speaking mostly to himself he stares at the gate where the marines have their guns trained... "How long till they break through?" Where Am I Now? Lost....
Fei Serumen	Re: The arrival of the Hivefleet.	#23	[-]
Posts: 2848 Oct 12 03 5:05 PM Prince of Nooses Colonel More My Recent Posts	With a flash of unspeakable speed, Fei vanishes. Trails of nothing mesh together as he is finds himself infront of the wall, tyranids pouring through. Bringing his one hand infront of the Other in a combat Stance, Fei waits patiently for the genestealers to come twisting his way, their Granite like Claws a hurricane of destruction across their assimilated humanoid forms, clicking and hissing their way forward in a bounding leaps. (I'm not going to have Fei engage, but wait for them to come to him.) Witness My Perfec [/b]
Tamrissa Roshan	Re: The arrival of the Hivefleet.	#24	[-]
Posts: 1297 Oct 12 03 6:13 PM Recruit More My Recent Posts	Remind me to find out if I can do that later, Tamrissa frowns as the Elementals soar into the sky, leaving her with a useless feeling in her gut. Her frown deepens as the sword speaks. MolotochMolotoch is Garr, she acknowledges, beginning to feel a little too enclosed by the Rhino. She peers past a Marine as the screens are turned on, finding out that her vision of the Genestealer was correct. Her brow furrows as she watches the hideous beings scale the wall and tear at random soldiers. What are they? And how do we kill them? Her last question is answered as she watches Garr take off the head of one, saving a Wall Guard from being torn to shreds. Ohwell, I suppose that is as good of a way as any. She feels the vehicle begin to slow, her wide eyes remaining on the action at the front gates. Deciding what she is going to do is not hard for her, her gaze becoming eager as she waits for the Rhino to open its doors. She is one of the first to jump out, head tilting back to look up at the sky in response to all the Marines ogling whatever seems to be up there. Her aura begins to shimmer around her, expanding and thickening so that getting too near to her would be almost suffocating. Moving away from the group, her hands fly forward and her presence is once again taken from her body to the sands beyond. The feeling of many beings rushing towards the desert city overwhelms her, hearing their hisses and clicks and seeing their snarling faces. She concentrates on one of the Genestealers that has not yet made it to the wall, her presence picked up from the sand to its running legs. Focusing on all the training that Marlwa had given her and on the powers that Anathros allows her to access, she examines the aliens structure. She looks for a weakness that she can exploit. Her first instinct is to cripple it, to keep it from reaching the wall. So she reaches for the joints within its legs, summoning the energies of the earth that reside in every living being. Giving a violent tug with her magic, she pulls at the strength in those joints in hopes to make them so weak that they break with the mere impact of trying to walk. Another thread of her magic reaches for the beasts internal organs, looking for its heart with the intentions of stopping that muscle from beating. However, while she remains outside of her body, her physical self remains vulnerable. And while the Tyranids have not breached the main gate yet, they will soon
Kawanua the Fallen Angel	Re: The arrival of the Hivefleet.	#25	[-]
Posts: 1328 Oct 12 03 11:25 PM Major More My Recent Posts	Kawanua turns around watching the genestealers leap over the gate and rush towards Kith and Rhiyou. quickly unsheething his wakazashi he crouches down. His sword drawn out to the side begins to hum louder. The black lightning cracks around him spitting up shards of rock and dirt. After a few seconds of crouching Kawanua looks up and leaps forward disappearing instantly. Appearing almost the same time he disappeared withy only a second inbetween, his blade leaning forward. Qickly manouvoring around Kawanua places his hand on his blades tip casting a beam of negative energy at the genestealer. The beam hisses as it cuts through the wind twisting and bending around the air. While the beam hurtles towards the genestealer a blinding light slashes through the bround behind them, the liught pulls up constantly giving off the sound of scraping metal. It pulls out from the ground leaving a large groove bring a vast amount of dirt and rock with it. The light now what seems to the the actual travel of a blade slives right past the genestealer then heads down towards Rhiyou catching up with the actual blade. Pulling back his blade keeping it parralel with his out stretched arm, Kawanua now turns his attention quickly towards Rhiyou. " Thought you might need some assistance. Be careful with these creatures. Make sweeping passes and ranged attacks. Don't let them catch you. " Kawanua swings his blade infront of him and pulls back the hilt now behind him allowing the blade to aim towards The genestealers. My Heart belongs to one woman, and only she can cure the burden that i carry within me. Kawanua the Fallen Angel
Soul Reaver	Imminent Threat	#26	[-]
Posts: 1675 Oct 13 03 5:00 AM The Immortal Brigadier General More My Recent Posts	OOC Soul Reaver quickly leaps out of the Rhino, glad to be out of its metal confines. He has not sheathed Blooddrinker - the sword is still in his hands. He quickly glances over to Natalya. "I hope that staff you carry is a sufficiently powerful weapon. If not, I can supply you with another one." Soul Reaver stands close behind the marines, and realizing he has a few moment's grace, chants words of magic. His appearance seems to change subtly as the Stoneskin spell takes effect - his flesh looks grayer, his features somehow more sharply defined, as though chiselled from rock. He then stands ready, another spell ready on his lips, his left hand already outstretched, facing the gate, waiting for the enemy to break through...
Danyael S Xavier	Re: The arrival of the Hivefleet.	#27	[-]
Posts: 518 Oct 13 03 6:54 AM Lieutenant More My Recent Posts	In an unknown location, Danyael's dark, tall, slender figure stands atop one of the incomplete structures, keeping close vigil over what would be the beginnig of a frontline battle. First Rhiyou and Kith. Now Fei. And then one of the Elementals. The Companions continued to just pile in more and more. But Danyael felt no need to interfere in their battle. "They're doing just fine.", he says coldly as he crosses his arms and bows his head beneath his hood. Surprisingly enough, Duriel hadn't said a single word since Danyael's exit of the command center. In a way, it was worrying him. When Duriel was silent. something was most certainly amiss. Suddenly, danyael's moment of deep thought was interrupted as his hearing picks up the splicing swound of Garr and Kith's weapons. The walls had been breached already? Such recklessness. With a heaving sigh of annoyance, Danyael Vanishes in a burst of ethereal speed, reappearing atop one of the spires of a closer building that was nearer to the battle. There, he perched himself, staring down at the volitile tyranids as their melee of gore continues. "Wait for the right moment..." he repeated to himself as he closes his eyes and resonates his aura. Then, quickly clenching his fists, he bounds off of the spire, landing on his feet in a loud crash infront of Rhiyou. As the two tyranids rush forward, Danyael simply waits for them to get within reasonable range. "Dumb animals." remaining emotionless and tightening his muscles, he locks his feet together, pivots his waist and twists himself into a whirling tornado of sand and bladed granite. The higher he went, the faster and larger the tornado grew until it enveloped the two tyranids in it's maelstrom of violent wind and sand. Soon enough, the tornado spanned a colossal ninety miles high and the smoking winds changed to a shade of deep, jet-black. Inside the spinning titan was a blizzard of wind and lightning as the twirling rocks acted as spears, moving in various, random directions. EDIT: I know it wasn't a god mod, Kanshi. OOCs belong in the OOC thread.
cLuTcHFieND	"Here they come."	#28	[-]
Posts: 3771 Oct 14 03 4:04 AM Angel of Redemption God-General More My Recent Posts	Kawanua's attack rips apart the two attacking Genestealers, but also atract the attention of two more that make it over the wall. However, just as they decide to go for Kawanua, they are swept up by Danyael's whirlwind attack and obliterated. At this point, there are no more Genestealers within the city, as the turrets and guns on the walls have been doing a fine job of stopping the Genestealers before they reach the wall. As Fei waits, a group of 7 Genestealers lock on to him and charge in his direction with inhuman speed. One suddenly drops, it's legs seeming to split apart as Tamrissa's attack weakens it's muscles. As it hits the ground, it tries to rear back up, and then something explodes from it's chest and it falls motionless. The other 6 pay no heed and continue charging directly at Fei, sensing an easy kill. BATTLE! Enemies: Genestealers (6) Attacking Fei, ON THE OUTSIDE OF THE WALLS. Same as before... no god-modding, you post the action, I post the result. There is a sudden roar, and the drop pods burst through the clouds and begin to smash into the desert sands about a half a mile from the city gates. Cameron waits paitiently, and the Marines tense up. Cameron looks around at his troops. "Here they come... be ready."
Fei Serumen	shattered time	#29	[-]
Posts: 2848 Oct 14 03 1:56 PM Prince of Nooses Colonel More My Recent Posts	No Emotion crosses Fei's face as he waits patiently for the right second to act. Calm and Steady they close in on him, the movements of everything around him draws slow. His breathes calm, his form motionless yet unpredictably graceful at the same time. "... Now" The voice in the back of his mind tells him as the first 3 genestealers are in the air but inches away from him, their claws bent on tearing him apart. With 1 continuous movement, The Tall man turns sideways letting a genestealer swing passed him as it comes down those clicks echoing through time. In the same move he spins sideways, his hands outstretched in a series of precise strikes made at joints and fragile carapace across the creature's tough hide. As he spins underneath the creature to strike it's vitals his movements a flurry of chops and jabs the next genestealer touches down with a hard slam that rings slowly through his ears. From his spin into a flip, Fei comes down with a steady axe kick aimed for the top of the creature's head before rolling back onto his hands to see the other enemies come trampling forward in a frenzy. Keeping composed he backflips to evade the numerous lashes of granite claws. Winding Back, an outstretched hand Comes Forward in an instant thrust. A loud crash and boom is heard with the jab forward as a ripple of pure projected force twirls stretched out with an deafening Howl. The ground before Fei rips up into the vortex of pure force generated by the sudden jab. Following the path that was projected forward into the pack of genestealers. Stretching on, it punching a 15' hole through the wall and slowly dissipating to nothing as it loses it's velocity. Following it the trail of Shrapnel begin to fall back to the ground rolling to a stop. Continuing to hold out his one hand for a moment then bringing it back to a monk-like stance, Fei brings 2 fingers up infront of his face, ready to continue; ready to embrace the battle. Witness My Perfec [/b]
Tamrissa Roshan	Easy on the eyes, hard on the heart...	#30	[-]
Posts: 1297 Oct 14 03 2:22 PM Recruit More My Recent Posts	The explosion of the Tyranids heart sends Tams senses into a brief shock. Had she fed that much energy into the beast? It would seem that she will have to adjust her levels of concentration with this new channel of power through the sword. The Genestealers fading life force seems to drain her, so she quickly pulls back into the sand beneath it. It is time to find other prey. Therethere is Feithere Garr. The Elemental charges into battle like a crazed animal, exactly the action which could be the death of a lone warrior. The Sidhe stands still, allowing the charging creatures to drive towards himyet, he is still on the wrong side of the wall. Those comet-like trails in the sky might mean great injury or death to himhow did he know? She shifts herself into another attacker, one of those attacking Serumen. Another comes close and she lets herself drift in between the two, attacking both before they can move apart. First the joints, then the hearthopefully all of these insects were able to be squashed the same way. As for her physical body, she has not moved. She stares straight ahead at nothing, eyes alert to only what she can see
Kitharsis	Re: Easy on the eyes, hard on the heart...	#31	[-]
Posts: 978 Oct 14 03 3:38 PM [Insert Custom Rank Here] Colonel More My Recent Posts	Kitharsis backs up as both Danyael and Kawanua take care of the rest of the genestealers. His glowing whips hang down to the groud around him as his eyes dart from here to there, surveying the surroundings for any more attackers. "The help was much appreciated, but there are far more than these four to deal with. And those things falling from the sky cannot be a good sign either..." His five skeletons assemble into a loose formation around him, they were eying the comets in the air as well. Kith reaches out to the desert once again, noticing Tamrissa's presence. Apparently I am not the only one the desert responds to. Tamrissa feels something like a friendly wave of hello from the desert as Kith pushes his senses further and looks over the advancing creatures. >----------------------------------Meanwhile-----------------------------------< Fei feels a rumbling under his feet. It seems to be travelling out into the desert. An explosion of sand erupts from under a pack of running genestealers. A giant sandworm lets out an ear peircing cry as it arches its body, looking down on the swarms of andvancing genestealers. Kelvack is happily perched on the part that could be considered its head. Laughing madly, the sandworm dives into the desert once again. Sending tremors rumbling through the ground all around it.
Jharm	Re: Easy on the eyes, hard on the heart...	#32	[-]
Posts: 739 Oct 14 03 4:57 PM Seraphim Captain More My Recent Posts	As the Rhino slows to a halt, the Archangel named Jharm clambers out after the others, only to look up and watch the comets come screaming out of the sky. The angel then perform a sign of the cross. "Dear God, please protect us in the coming fight." The angel then summons forth his angelic warblade, and then summons up a golden angelic shield, with silver angelic wings embossed on the front. The armor and shield of the Seraphim seems to radiate light, giving the surrounding Marines added courage and hope, knowing an Angel of the Lord is fighting beside them all. Jharm then stands and braces for the coming onslaught. "I am the Alpha and the Omega, the Beginning and the End" Revelations 21:6
Deravon	Re: Easy on the eyes, hard on the heart...	#33	[-]
Posts: 232 Oct 14 03 5:04 PM Alter-Ego Character More My Recent Posts	As the Rhino comes to halt, Deravon can feel the the massive vehicle stop. {i]Good, we're finally there, time to kick some serious ass.[/i] The Methuselah then leaps out of the back of the Rhino and is about the leap over the wall when he notices that all of the others, except a few are remaining back. He then gazes up at the walls. If whatever is attacking us is this serious, they are probably going to break through. His statement seems to be answered as the comets come screaming out of the atmosphere and slam into the surface. The vampire then decidedes to remain behind with the others, and stands next to Jharm. ~Nemo me impune lacessit! - Let him who would offend me beware!~
Fei Serumen	Re: Easy on the eyes, hard on the heart...	#34	[-]
Posts: 2848 Oct 14 03 10:28 PM Prince of Nooses Colonel More My Recent Posts	As things get Heated up, Alex is quick to act. A broad leap into the air sends him hurdling over the wall as he draws both swords in mid flight. Landing in a 3 point stance on the other side of the wall litterally confronting the horde of Tyranids, Alex just grins as both swords come spinning up as he begins his dance of death. One of the finest bladeweavers in existance, he begins to dance, his blades a whirlwind of blue and green, shimmering brightly ready to cut down anything that comes his way as his body flows with an unheard music. (Alex is now out of the way ) Mystara doesn't know what to do. She has never seen any real battle before. She fears for the life of Fei and Alex both, but reluctantly continues to pace back and forth on the building top. (Clutch, I would like you to throw a Tyranid or 2 at her, if you can Preferibly a big one ) "What to Do what to do what to do" she rambles on and off, wanting to jump down to help, but finds herself just shuffling around away from any immediate injury so to speak. -------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- A plane is consumed in darkness as the hand of the abyss tears forth, forward. "How Satisfying is the lust of battle, Madaam?!" The Tenebrous man speaks into Tamrissa's Mind. "I love the sound of death. It brings me such... Life." A smile crosses the sinister man's face. The haunting laugh is enough to send a chill down Tamrissa's spine."To kill. The feeling of blood on your hands and body. The thought of all those you kill. To kill without a conscience. Just like the young girl you killed when stirring me forth out of my sleep. Does her soul not rest on your heart?" A rip in the plane opens leaving the man to glide gracefully into nothing before the seal of darkness snaps shut anchoring the plane into complete destruction. "I have alot planned. And nobody knows it but you or I, Madaam. In the End, I will consume you and everything you once knew. I will savor it. After all, you are my savior. You and the Pawn you once knew as Serumen. Enjoy what time you have left, because everything comes to an end." The man leaves Tam's mind with a horrific laugh. His presence is that of What Fei used to be. But it is masked so well, that it would blend in perfectly with the Fei Fighting along side of her. As if Fei was hiding it. As if he was Hiding much more then he was leading on. Witness My Perfec [/b]
Soul Reaver	One is all I Need	#35	[-]
Posts: 1675 Oct 15 03 1:47 AM The Immortal Brigadier General More My Recent Posts	OOC Streaks of fire rain down from the sky as Soul Reaver, noticing the enemy is still being kept at bay, decides to work a more time-consuming incantation. All he needs is one restless soul... Scanning the surroundings, he easily sees the dissipating spirits of recently-slain imperial guardsmen, along with the much stranger, twisted souls of the Tyranids. Although most of the guardsmen's souls disappear in only a few moments, a few cling longer to this world, as if unwilling to let go. Their pale, glimmering forms shudder in Soul Reaver's vision, clawing onto this reality before true death claims them. Singling out one such soul, Soul Reaver begins to cast a spell, his incantation echoing hollowly. The words chill the bones of those nearby and makes their flesh crawl. Smoky black tendrils of Necromantic magic form lazily around Soul Reaver, slowly swirling up along his arms. They weave a mesmerising, sickening pattern in the air as his fingers dance through the motions of the casting. Invisible to those around him, one of the reluctant souls suddenly snaps is fading 'head' up to look directly at Soul Reaver as the magic begins to take effect. Its form begins to strengthen as the magic pulls it into the world of the living... At the base of an inside wall, above the butchered remains of an Imperial gunner who plummeted from the wall, a hazy, misty form slowly becomes visible. As blood trickles down the walls near the bizarre phenomenon, the eerily glowing form slowly takes on a clearer appearance. By now, the soul is becoming visible to those nearby as well. Soul Reaver continues chanting as the shape coalesces into that of a slain guardsman. However, this creature is almost transparent, the sun clearly shining right through its pale body. It is dressed in a torn and bloodied uniform, and its short-cropped hair is white and seems to stir in a hellish, unnatural breeze. His lower body is not visible - the creature disappears into nothiness just below the waist. The new-born Wraith looks out over the battlefield with sunken, coal-black eyes, its face expressionless. Soul Reaver lowers his hands and looks straight at the creature. Very slowly, it turns its head to look him in the eye. Like the opening of a tomb door, Soul Reaver commands the creature. "Go... avenge... kill... feed." The Wraith stands for a few moments longer, wrestling against the magical bonds that Soul Reaver is using upon it, but eventually turns away. The Wraith slowly floats towards the gate being guarded by the marines... and then passes through it as if it were not there. The Wraith appears outside the walls, looking at a legion of Genestealers and tyranids. As they thunder forwards, the Wraith raises its hands, revealing terrifying, curved talons at the ends of its fingers. Its expressionless face suddenly turns into a chilling snarl as it sees the huge amount of warmth and life in the horde ahead of it. Driven by its insatiable hunger, the Wraith suddenly darts forward at deceptive speed, directly into the midst of the Genestealers, its claws slashing madly at the creatures...
Danyael S Xavier	The Art of War	#36	[-]
Posts: 518 Oct 15 03 8:17 AM Lieutenant More My Recent Posts	As the drop pods littler the sky and battle ground, Danyael keeps his calm composure. His attention is quickly grabbed by the sight of the nattle-hardened wraith that was summoned by Soul, but that was of no relevancy to him. His attention, now, returned to the drop pods, that have already crashed into the sands. Still afloat, above the battle, Danyael hovers higher into the sky. Scanning the ground below. noticing his comrades issued in the heat of battle, Danyael scoffs in ignorance as if he cared nothing for their existence ["Better get out of my way..."] his voice speaks out to all of his companions as a brilliant golden light begins to swirl around him. Two enormous, firey white wings spread themselves outward from his back, seemingly roaring to life. Danyael's deep volitile aura swirled around him And with a thrust of deital force, Danyael let the built up energy run loose as a pillar of golden light shot into the sky. For only a moment, it was silent. But suddenly the clouds began to shower clusters of spears of golden light downward in a ferocious, violent fashion. Upon impact with the ground, the blades of light deracinate the sand in large, upheaved mounds of burning ash. But there was a slightly higher concentration of blades that showered down onto the drop pods. The major problem was that not only were the drop pods the target, the entire battle field was being assaulted by Danyael's attack. Even his own companions. ___________________________ "Destined to rule* the worlds....Born to destroy them..."* -- Apocrypha of Valince "The only thing i treasure is Speed...And i keep running.." -- Alexander the Great King
Kitharsis	Re: The Art of War	#37	[-]
Posts: 978 Oct 15 03 11:40 AM [Insert Custom Rank Here] Colonel More My Recent Posts	Kitharsis scowls as the bolts of light streak down into the desert. Must they destroy everything! But I suppose that it is necessary... Damn these god-forsaken creatures! Kith screams into the air, the rage and pain of seeing the desert being turn apart making itself heard. The sand around him lifts up off the ground and whirls around him as he connects closer with it. He feels the energy and warmth in it, the will of the desert. Tamrissa feels the desert pull away from her a slight amount as Kitharsis vents his anger. The tattoos on his body shimmer from yellow to red as the essense of the desert is mixed with the energy of the Tirthandara. The skull tattoo on his left forearm glows brightest of all. He is completely covered by the swirling sand now, and his scream still lingers. Bright flashes of light like the flash of a camera can be seen inside the whirlwind of sand surrounding him. Ten in all. Finally his voice dies down as his rage fades down to a manageable level. The whirlwind of sand gradually stops spinning and twirls back down to the ground around him. Kitharsis is standing on a mound of sand surrounded by ten new beings surrounding him. Ten bony warriors. Their skeletal frames rise and fall as if they were breathing, but there is nothing to breathe with... Each skeleton stands at least four feet tall. Much larger than their mage brothers. Their empty eyes all look towards their master as his chest heaves with anger. In their hands are two Kamas. They shaft is made of bone, with hardened glass blades. They might look fragile, but they were quite hardy and deadly. The ten skeletal warriors were ready for battle, already getting restless for bloodshed. The five knee-high skeletal mages cautiously walk closer to their larger brethren, unsure what their future would be. Kitharsis looks towards the tiny skeletons, "You five, pair up with one of your new brothers. You will stay with them, working as a team. The pairs of mages and warriors will spread out, but still stay close enough to aid each other if needed. The other five warriors will stay in a group of their own and attack any of those creatures that you come across. Watch each others backs. I will be on my own." Each of the 15 skeletons nod, then form into their groups, waiting for the word to deploy and wreak havoc onto the advancing leagues of the enemy. >---------------------------------Meanwhile-------------------------------------< Kelvack was happily riding along with his handworm until the desert started to explode, all but litterally. With the pods landing, Fei's whirlwind and Danyaels bolts of light exploding on the surface, it proved to be a very bumpy ride down below. "Geesh, lets stay down here until they're done with the fireworks ok?"
Rhiyou	Re: The Art of War	#38	[-]
Posts: 132 Oct 15 03 12:55 PM Recruit More My Recent Posts	"Oh no.." Rhiyou's eyes bolt upwards after hearing the rolling sound waves from Danyael's attck. His eye grow narrowed at witnessing, only seconds later, the bolts of burning light that rained down on the land. Having very little time to contemplate a secure enough action, the ancient lunges himself into the sky, drawing the muramasa and murasame. Upon drawing the blades, a flurry of golden sparks course from their respective sheathes. The light of Danyael's attack reflects through Rhiyou's swords as he flies over the legion of tyranids. And with a rush of agility, he batters down the bolts of light, re-aiming them directly at the tyranid legions that move ever so quickly towards the city. A burst of light rushed forth from his eyes and the glyph he hid in the ground emerged and exploded in a wave of bright blue mist. The mist tyook solid form, creating a barrier around the front gates of the city, protecting the marines and his companions, while battering away and absorbing more of the spears of light. Only a Knight of the Dark Glyphs could harness such a technique as it would be spiritually and mentally tortoourous for anyone else. With his companions within the city now protected, Rhiyou concentrates his focus on the coming tyranids. First, his left arm radiated in a bright green glow, taking the shape of fire around his arm. Then, his right arm raqdiated in a dark purple hue, taking the form of a dark mist around his arm. "I call upon Furaad. Legion of the Crow! And Burasfemi, Legion of the Bomb!" ("Flawed" and "Blasphemy") His eyes suddenly turned a dark blue, reflecting the beasts inside is spirit. The sky grew a deep dark in Rhiyou's vicinity and the loud CAW!! of birds could be heard emitting itself from the purple aura around his right arm. And around his left arm came the grumbling of what would be some sort of generator in a loud GUROOM!! His aura enveloped arms are soon encrested with golden lighting that pulsed and crackled up and down his forearms. Increasing the gravity around him, he rushes into the fray of the group of tyranids with a loud crash. Upon impact with the ground, a flashing pillar of yellow lighting crashes into the ground around him. Immediately after the lightning struck, aq loud howl erupts from the sands and six beasts arise from the ground in a half somersault. Their bodies were hunched, but well built. Their hands were armored with large, long, slender red claws. Their heads were horned, but masked with a deep black scarf. And their beady eyes blinked with extatic bloodlust. Their legs were firm and well sculpted. But they had no feet. Instead, they had points, burning with a blue flame. Furaad (Flawed) Only a moment later, 6 more figures burst from the ground. They appeared to be like the skeletons of fishes. But they were covered in a dark skin of some sort. Atop their backs were large red, dome-like shells riddled with silver bolts and screws. Although appearing to be undead marine life, these creatures, like their bretheren, levitated only inches above the ground. Burasfemi (Burasfemi) Not hesitating any further than neccessary, Rhiyou surges all his power into his right leg performing a roundhouse kick , launching the six Burasfemi into the fray of the Tyranid legion. Upon impact they expload in large clumps of white flames. As the Furaad spirits remain in defense mode, Rhiyou draws up another surge of spiritual strength as he thrusts his sword into the ground again, pulling up four squid featured spirits. Although they had four tentacles each, the had an odd tail that kept them floating above the ground. Their oval, slouched skulls only showed the pigments of what would be their eye sockets. Immediately after they uproot from the ground, the float possessively around the ancient. Then, with a rush from Rhiyou's aura, the creatures freeze in motion and fling their tentacles outward, holding them steady. Aragansu (Arrogance) A large, blue barrier, created by the beasts kept Rhiyou protected as he commenced his third command. "Saa koi!!" Suddenly, the blue flames that surrounded the legs of the Furaad beasts begins to blur in and out of sight. A loud CAW!! roars from the beasts and the flames change into a raging orange hue, rapidly blazing in fast violent streaks around their shins. The sudden change in flame color resulted in the beasts going into offensive mode. They hunched their backs over slightly enough to give them just the right angle. And with a gesture of his hand in a commanding wave, the beasts rush into the tyranid legion, slashing at them with aggressive, merciless force.
Unregistered(d)	Re: The Art of War	#39	[-]
Posts: 0 Oct 15 03 2:35 PM More My Recent Posts	Thisias stands watching the Carnage before him. He clamps his fists holding back some type of rage. "So much... No... Why?" Thisias holds back his anger and controlls the beast within him. He has named it. Gisias... He siks into the ground and reapears near the outer wall, far away from the others. There he waits... Hoping for some action. Where Am I Now? Lost....
cLuTcHFieND	Not going to be that easy...	#40	[-]
Posts: 3771 Oct 20 03 4:15 AM Angel of Redemption God-General More My Recent Posts	Soul's Wraith and Rhyiou's unleashed horde hit the enemy at the same time and decimate them. Soon, all of the original wave of Genestealers are either dead or dying on the battlefield. It seems the battle is won... But then, the drop pods, which until this point have remained closed, suddenly burst open. A huge mass of creatures pour from the drop pods. Genestealers, as well as ripper swarms and flying Gargoyles, suddenly take to the battlefield. But they hang back and look to the biggest drop pod. From this drop pod comes death incarnate. 5 Carnifexes, each a towering 10 feet tall, lumber out first. They are followed by 5 terrifying creatres of equal size: The Red Terrors. it is the Red Terrors who attack first. They lunge into Rhyiou's horde and completely decimate it, swallowing most of the creatures whole in their mad quest to sate their eternal hunger. Meanwhile, the Carnifexes lumber forward, their task set. Heading directly for the walls, they shrug off bolter fire and lascannon blasts as if they were nothing. The rest of the horde gathers behind them. All but one set of creatures. 10 Tyranid Warriors emerge from the last drop pod and wait. They are a bodyguard. Following them out of the drop pod is a hybrid winged Hive Tyrant. It towers above the Warriors and scans the battlefield, it's eyes immedeately focusing on the Wraith. Snarling, the Hive Tyrant takes to the air and heads for the ghostly creature. Landihg directly in front of the Wraith, the Tyrant roars, and a wave of psychic energy begins to build around it. Fissures seem to open out of thin air, and warp energy pours out of the cracks in reality and encircle the massive creature. It seems to grin as it concentrates it's psychic willpower fully on the Wraith in front of it and unleahses a hellish wave of warp energy, intending to break the bonds of reality that bind the Wraith to this particular plane. As the Tyrant focuses, the other creatures seem to hesitate, almost as if they've suddenly forgotten their purpose...