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Post by jasewin on Jan 28, 2019 12:24:33 GMT
Got to say was a good kick off to the campaign I'm looking forward to seeing Gaz and his mechdeathboss of death....Should totally change his name to Steve Austin
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Post by jasewin on Jan 28, 2019 12:32:03 GMT
As the cult took covering fire from what seemed like a pistol wielding rabble Kagan Dropped and hissed at Fish and Bundy to take out what looked like the leader. While Bundy parried blows from the veteran miner Fish delighted in cracking his spine with his club.
While Krueger commanded the other helots in covering them with fire, Torsten demolished the boxes cracking them open with his mind and shielding Kagan from enemy fire.
basically a write up of what happened in our game.
Also I cant roll to wound.... Pinning for days
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Post by sebjones86 on Jan 28, 2019 20:19:50 GMT
Territories still up for grabs...
Smelting Works (G) Sludge Sea (C) Cantina Slag Furnace (G) Tunnels (O) Narco Den (E) Workshop Promethium Cache Synth Still (E) Collapsed Dome Stinger Mould Sprawl (E) Corpse Farm (C) Old Ruins Fighting Pits (G) Refuse Drift (C) Needle Ways (D) Mine Workings (O) Toll Crossing (O)
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Post by hereticdave on Jan 28, 2019 22:45:12 GMT
Me and Mike fought over the old ruins, which the delaque claimed, but a well placed beast lure in the corpse farm secured it for the banshees!
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Post by sebjones86 on Jan 28, 2019 22:55:54 GMT
Awesome times! I had my eye on that corpse farm as did Jason. Good to see the Stonecutters on the map and eager to get some more games played next week. May even bag myself a territory.
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Post by jasewin on Jan 29, 2019 9:09:35 GMT
I'm looking to go for the fighting pits or the sludge sea now should anyone want challenge the Rust hole reaper......
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Post by Mike on Jan 29, 2019 10:43:40 GMT
The Stonecutters are a force to be reckoned with!! The web guns and some of them Delaque tactic cards are brutal š±
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Post by sebjones86 on Jan 29, 2019 13:36:28 GMT
I'm looking to get a web gun in my gang asap. Gonna start webbing and capturing dudes left and right. I plan on challenging Gaz next since we both have 0 territories.
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Post by Mike on Jan 29, 2019 13:41:46 GMT
Web solvents for all! Panic stations!
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Post by Tom on Jan 29, 2019 13:46:59 GMT
Anyone tries to web us jack will personally clamp closed every orophis your gang has, any unclampable holes will be filled with an OP juve
And on the subject of juves, my newly found juve will be named ... Braynor. Cause, he likes to brain people.
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Post by jasewin on Jan 29, 2019 14:21:03 GMT
Braynor. Cause, he likes to brain people. literally made me laugh out loud in work......
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Post by sebjones86 on Jan 30, 2019 15:14:08 GMT
Syd āthe gunā opened one swollen, bloody eye to a brightness that made his brain want to explode. Heād lost his other eye many cycles ago in a bar brawl,so he didnāt have to worry about that one. From the smell of old promethium and lubricant, he could tell he was back at the collection of tin sheds The Minersā Union were calling home for now. Cutting through the familiar smells were those of counter-septics and dubious healing balms which had no doubt been poorly applied by the other men that called this place home. None of them were trained apothecaries by a long way, but years of gang warfare had given most the opportunity to learn something of patching up a downed fighter - and boy had he been downed. He tried to move but pain shot through him like a las-beam. No, he wouldnāt try that again for a while. Then, something else spread throughout his broken body, rage. The Union had made camp in the Wastes just outside of Rusty Hole. He thought theyād be safe from ambush but had positioned sentries regardless. Out of nowhere the Cultists has struck. Syd was no stranger to combat having fought the bloody war for The Voiceless Paths, but heād never fought a witch before. Syd hadnāt had much time to take in what the floating psyker-witch was doing because it was then that heād been rushed and beaten bloody. He was lucky to be alive, his spine was broken, he just knew it..
āJIMMY BOBBY!ā He rasped through broken teeth.
āYe bossā
āRebirth me...ā
āSorry boss?ā
āTeach my flesh the way of steel...ā
āErrr I donāt follow, sirā
āFIND ME A MINING RIG, AND A BIG HAMMER SO CAN FIND THAT SKULL FACE B*STARD AND SADDLE F*CK HIM IN TO THE MIDDLE OF NEXT CYCLE!ā
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Post by jasewin on Jan 30, 2019 15:17:51 GMT
I wish I could super like!
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Post by jasewin on Jan 30, 2019 16:09:30 GMT
Fish walked with a swagger back to the underground lodge, swelling with pride at taking out the so called leader of the union. His bat and face were bloody and the helot licked his lips tasting the copper of the viscera, a smile drawn tightly across his face, what a rush. They had all left the place glutted with pride, the first seed had been sewn. There was however one who's lust for the breathless had not been satisfied, Kagan was his name.
The cult lodge was a dark place only dimly lit by the purple and black florescent light. lavish cushions were scattered around, kindly donated to an unknown member in the spires. The Blooded kiss had retaken the relics they had left in the wastes, the miner trying to claim them as theirs and only Torsten knew their worth. As they entered the lodge to engage in yet another night of narcotics, lust and ritual, Torsten moved the cushions making sure that a large circle was left bare on the floor. Kagan sat in his usual spot waiting for the first offerings, brandishing his blade for the first blood kiss. "Tonight you did well my loves, however there is one that has outdone himself."
Fish in his arrogance smiled not ever doubting in himself that it was him to which Kagan was talking. "Fish, come to me for the first offering."
Fish stepped forwards and before he knew it Myers and Krueger, kagans most trusted, had grabbed him by the arms, dragging him to the center of the room. They pinned him down to the polished wooden floorboards. Kagan stood over him and knelt straddled over him. Kagan pressed his skull mask against Fish's face and whispered, almost seductively. "Oh my dear, will you do this for me? For the Maiden?"
Before he could answer Kagan brought the ritual blade to bare down on his chest first cutting a circle, a line and then two apposing crescents, the symbol of the matriarch. "you will bring great favor from she that thirsts, love." Kagan then proceeded to cut both his hands and with his own blood circle the helot whilst Torsten began to chant, his eyes rolling into the back of his bulbous skull. They all felt it a rush of visions, of ecstasy unknown, a hint of madness became them all but just for a moment. The maiden had smiled on them and most of all, Fish. His body wracked feeling something between immense pleasure and pain. He squirmed on the floor and with a final high arch of his stomach so he was only touching the floor by the crown of his head and toes, and then suddenly it stopped.
They had her favor. That night the narcs tasted sweeter. That night the colours, somehow more vibrant. All for one night felt complacent and satisfied. All but one and Kagan was his name, all he could dream of was another last breath and a final last kiss.
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Post by sebjones86 on Jan 30, 2019 16:14:09 GMT
Me gusta!
I love the hint of an uphive patron...
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