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Post by sebjones86 on Feb 5, 2019 19:29:26 GMT
Matholwch crouched and began furiously winding the crank on his crossbow. He drew another high-explosive bolt and slammed it home. Through the din of battle, he could hear Llywelyn’s orders cutting through the chatter of autogun and stub fire. RELEASE! Matholwch got to his feet and let off another bolt. He placed the shot right between two of the hulking musclemen that had dared oppose The Path in their righteous crusade, they would bleed...
In front of him to his right he could see Dewi, the Juve, barely 16 Terran years of age. He was using their supply stash as cover while letting off the occasional shot with his twin Stubs. Nothing hit of course. The boy had only been given the pistols and indeed, a place in the gang two days ago. In spite of his youth and inexperience, Dewi held his ground. Glyndwr had thrown a smoke grenade to shield the boy from incoming fire which had worked, but it was beginning to dissipate. Just then a huge shadow appeared in the smoke. A massive outline Matholwch thought could only belong to an Astartes... impossible, not down here, nearly ten kilometres below their fortress monastery. Surely their attentions were turned skyward towards the multiple threats that faced mankind! His questions were answered when the owner of the shadow emerged, roaring and frothing at the mouth. A man the size of which Matholwch had never seen exited the smog-cloud at pace. He was clearly under the influence of some powerful narcotics as his eyes were rolling around in his skull - and still Dewi held. Either frozen by fear or instilled with a bravery only unshakable faith in the Emperor could instil - Dewi held. Matholwch could only look on in horror as the 7 foot hulk in thick furnace plate backhanded Dewi with such force he flew several feet before collapsing in an ugly, motionless heap. Dewi’s fight was over. Matholwch felt a righteous fury swell up inside of him but it was short lived - he was blasted off his feet by a well placed Krak Grenade and was rendered unconscious...
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Post by the69thjester on Feb 5, 2019 22:16:52 GMT
Death of the UnionAnd the arrival ofP.I.S.S.So as the smoke clears and the blast doors shut, the Mine workings of the Union are currently ..closed. But why you ask?
Well let's start at the begining and explain how this capre came down, and the curtain closed on the pits, tunnels, and blast holes, of the Miners Union.
It began some time ago, when the Miners decided to ensure their voice was heard. To no great avail their calls and chants became but a whisper, many say ''Voicless'' And as they fought to keep their place, they only just ensured defeat. Recently as a new beginning beckoned. An oppertunity for a fresh start and attempt to involve themselvs i something worth fighting for. The great Orlock house, accepted an invitation from a a powerfull and influential man, by the name of Claudius Stringen. Claudius a well off, highly intilligent persona and character, is the CEO of the most powerfull insurance company, Prime Insurance Security Service (P.I.S.S.) After receiving word that his daughter had gone missing, he used his influence and power, and saught to the help of the Miners Union. In doing so, his friend Viktor Kruppenhoff of , IOA,Inc (Intersteller Ordanance Armouries Incorperated) Gave a new prototype combat suit, to be used by the Miners Union, in hopes of aiding their success of finding Stringens daughter. Whilst this gesture of help was greatly appreciated, it also allowed the prototype suit, the time to be tested unter severe combat conditions illiagally without the Imperial weapons commission on their back. As Syd ''The Gun'' discoverd , almost to his life, the Combat Utility Neo Type No1 ( C.U.N.T. Suit=1) Failed miserably under these harsh perameters, without appropiate support. This failure within the Miners Union's first few engagments, was in part the cause for the the Orlock House Leaders, to close the mine, and dissolve the Union.... For now at least.
So now to introduce the arrival of P.I.S.S. Group section 8, and Lead officer Tecton Jackson. Once a Guardsman in the Astra Millitarum, and honourably discharged for heroic service to humanity and his holy Emperror. Now One of the best Operative's available to Claudius Stringen. Over the years his expirience and ivestigation capabilities have grown, and excelled him to this position of the Leader of Section 8. His mission. Investigate the dissaperance of Stringens daughter. Asessment of all Gangs involved in the Rusty Hole, and bring to light any and all knowledge gatherd. Bounties recived for any and all captured or killed gangers, regardless of house. Complete and leaise with Stringen on all matters, and Mission care package available from IOA, Inc.
Complete operational controll, and choice of appropiate operativs required to complete Case No # *************** (P.I.S.S. EYES ONLY)
What now. Where next. Who's marked?
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Post by Tom on Feb 6, 2019 13:13:56 GMT
C.U.N.T suit .... Essential everyday attire!!
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Post by jasewin on Feb 6, 2019 14:02:50 GMT
As quick as they came they had gone. The fighting pits were theirs. Torsten and his hound could hear quick breathing under the rubble with a quick flick of his wrist the boulders flung to the other side of the room. He smiled as he brought his perverted gaze upon the lithe figure, the sweat glistening over her athletic body. What a treat he thought, the things kagan and I will do with you. The rest of the cult searched through the remaining detritus kicking around the rubble.
Meanwhile Kagan made his way back to the lodge. He had been caught off guard by the so called Banshee. He had gone to Complete the ritual he though himself quick and cunning but every step he amade she was a rats heartbeat ahead. If it had not been for the witch Torsten then he may have been reunited with the maiden.
The gang had cleared through the rubble and from the Chambers beneath the pits they had recruited 4 new members to the cult. The admiration of the cults numbers and decimation of the banshees had recruited them. Though there was two that Torsten knew had an alteria motive. Bodies were bodies and meat was meat for the grinder of their underhive.
As they made there way to the lift to the lower lever the room was filled with smoke... Myers recognised one of the faces that entered the room a moment before. He had been the union leader at the mine at which he used to work.
The cult began to fire blindly into the smoke cloud. Hearing only a couple of shots take purchase before the room became so filled with smoke that firing was pointless.
Torsten turned his head. He felt a presence he had not felt before. The arrogance of his being was a beautiful thing, tecton, and once the smoke cleared it was gone. In yellow paint on the tunnel wall one word... PISS. The union boss was gone and all that was left were 5 bodies.
Torsten chuckled to himself. "let's get the bitch back to the lodge, I'm sure she has so many lovely songs to sing"
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Post by the69thjester on Feb 7, 2019 1:35:46 GMT
P.I.S.S. (SECTION 8 BIO)
SECTION LEADER: Tecton Jackson CODENAME: Mace SECOND OFFICER: Jazz Horizon CODENAME: Nova OPERATOR 3 : Syd Mire CODENAME: The gun OPERATOR 4 : Bolan Smith CODENAME: Green horn OPERATOR 5 : Jules Horizon CODENAME: The Hat OPERATOR 6 :Antinov Koskov : CODENAME: Bear
Tecton Jackon a war hero and honourably discharged veteran, of the Hades sector campaign, the Argentine moons, and Proximo centuri wars. His time in the Astra Millitarum served him well as a more than competent combat expert, and leader of men. Although suffering several injuries whilst on his last mission, which included, spine, hip, and heart repairs and augmentations, he is still more than capable of combat roles. A recipient of the H.H.I.H. (Hero and Honour of the Imperium and humanity) medal. A husband who is looking for a five year contract to earn enough credits to move with his wife to a peaceful solar segmentum, and raise a family. His five year contract and plan is on going whilst his wife awaits in cryo status.
Jazz Horizon was an Imperial Navy pilot, operating infantry and naval troop transports, and planetfall dropships. Her ability at hand to hand combat earned her several boxing, MMA and weapon combat Naval titles and championship wins, including the Imperial games of combat held every five years in which only the best are chosen to represent each of the many branches of the Imperium armed forces. After her time and contract with the navy was over, she left to find and help her sister Julez Horizon. Jazz was hired and trained in personal and Section security along with her sister in order to make enough credits to ensure her safety. Now their first big contract Jazz wants to make the most of it as soon as possible.
Jules Horizon is a former hit woman and enforcer on a hive called Mybor 7. She fled the planet after Boss Todoshi, the most powerfull crime baroness on Mybor 7 betrayed Julez for a hit gone wrong. Julez attempted to rectify the mistake only to be taken as a patsy in her role of the undoing. The ensuing war of the Crimson moon massacre begun. In retaliation for Boss Todoshi's assassination attempt by her liutenants, Julez assassinated Boss Kimiko Todoshi in return, by using poisend bullets that also have the ability to melt marine power armour. On the run and accepted help from her sister Jazz, she joined P.I.S.S. on the condition she obides by company directives, and does not go back to her illigitamate ways.
Syd Mire formally the second leader of the, Miners union in Rusty Hole. He was recruited by Tecton Jackson through the contacts of Claudius Stringen, within the Orlock leadership. Syd is the "Man on the ground" for P.I.S.S. Tecton believes he is vital to the operation becoming successful. His knowledge and experience against the other gangs will be a great asset in finding Stringens daughter.
Antinov Koskov is a living breathing legend, within the police and Arbites and custodes world. A detective for one hundred and fifty years, he is responsible for the most captured murders, rapists, and paedophiles in the Kapita Dovarish sector. He has also found and captured kidnapped victims and their captors across the entire thirty planet system. Now retired he wants to use his skills for a retirement plan. Only looking his early fifties in human age, he was hand picked to undergo what was back then a secret enhancement programme, for criminal hunters. Conducted by the Imperial navy as a half Space marine modification, this is what is owed to his long life.
Bolan Smith was a civillian from a peaceful planatry system called Ecos seccundus. After failing the Astra militarum training program, and an apprenticeship in cybernetic canine grooming, he volunteered for the civilian P.I.S.S. program. Barely passing that this contract is his first serious contract he has had. A different setting and duty to Space docking and cargo protection, he is plesant and friendly mannerd. Hopefully this mission will be a step in the right direction for him.
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Post by hereticdave on Feb 7, 2019 10:15:06 GMT
I think there needs to be some sort of showdown between Antinov and Kagan...
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Post by sebjones86 on Feb 7, 2019 21:54:38 GMT
THE COLLAPSED DOME The Miners' Union VS The Path of Perpetual Suffering Being a man of Cawdor House, Llywelyn had a special affinity with reprobates, street urchins, spook whores and other societal burnouts. Some were recruit-able in to the gang, most were useless but others proved useful in other ways. The Path had received a tip off of a long abandoned and derelict dome a few clicks from Rusty Hole accessable only through a tunnel which led from The Hole itself. Armed with this information TPOPS mobilised for conflict. But upon arrival at The Collapsed Dome, they soon realised they weren't alone. Miners' Union dogs were already laying dubious claim to the wreckage of what once used to be a well-inhabited dome. Clad in a servo-suit of hefty construction, A Unionist Champion led him med in his leader's absence. The Union compacted themselves down a narros street, making themselves easy prey for Matholwch of House Cawdor and his Heavy Crossbow, he didn't hold back. Under Llywelyn's orders he let of bolt after bolt of high explosive death on The Union. The Servo-suit's energy shield deflected much of the damage but left a lot of The Miners' Union blinded as a reset. None were left standing, the dome and the spoils within belong to The Path of Perpetual Suffering. All praise The God-Emperor of Mankind. Above: Matholwch punishes those who would deny House Cawdor! The dome shakes with his wrath and fire.
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Post by sebjones86 on Feb 8, 2019 23:37:09 GMT
THE STATE OF THE HOLE (Turf War Update)
DOMINATOR (most Territories) 1st- The Banshees (3 territories) 1st- The Bloodied Kiss (3 territories) 2nd - T.P.O.P.S. (2 territories) 2nd - The Wyld Stallyns (2 territories) 2nd - The Stonecutters (2 territories) 3rd - P.I.S.S. (0 territories)
SLAUGHTERER (most taken OOA) 1st - The Banshees (18) 2nd - The Bloodied Kiss (12) 3rd - T.P.O.P.S. (8)
CREDITOR (largest wealth) 1st - The Bloodied Kiss (1445) 2nd - The Wyld Stallyns (1380) 3rd - The Stonecutters (1170)
WARMONGER (most battles fought)
1st - The Banshees (6) 2nd - T.P.O.P.S. (5) 3rd - The Bloodied Kiss (4)
POWER BROKER (largest rep) 1st - The Bloodied Kiss (13) 2nd - The Wyld Stallyns (8) 3rd - The Banshees (7)
REMAINING TERRITORIES Narco Den (E) Promethium Cache Sludge Sea Stinger Mould Sprawl (E) Smelting Works (G) Synth Still (E) Tunnels (O) Toll Crossing (O) Needle Ways (D) Workshop
"Look at the state of my hole? Look at the state of your hole, MATE!" (overheard in Rusty Hole's red light district)
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Post by Tom on Feb 10, 2019 12:45:37 GMT
Still everything to play for .... hope y'all ready!!!
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Post by sebjones86 on Feb 10, 2019 17:33:01 GMT
Something nasty this way comes. My pants, I am sh!tting. Good job my boys are faithed up to the eyeballs!
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Post by Tom on Feb 10, 2019 17:46:12 GMT
.... One smog ridden evening, deep in the Stallyuns HQ.....
Jack: "Oh ...... My ...... Fuck!"
Doc Arrack: "A fing... Of beauty!! If I do say so meeself!"
Jack: "Is that..?"
Doc Arrack: "Rygor? Yyeeeeessssss....... BUT! ... Not as you remember 'im..."
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Post by hereticdave on Feb 12, 2019 9:47:13 GMT
Actual Vox-Pict of a Cawdor Sentry after the Stonecutters snuck into the Synth-still:
Edit: The recently opened Synth-Still in the rusty hole was a tempting target for the Stonecutters, making their toxin weapons all the more potent. The need for this was made blatantly obvious after they infiltrated the outer perimeter set up by the Cawdor gang, known locally as the path of perpetual suffering. The first sentry spied from the shadows refused to succumb to toxin flechette rounds and the sedative from the web gun, only succumbing to a knife expertly thrown by Homer himself, although the gang were pretty sure it was more the thrown knife to the head which took out the sentry, more than the toxin. With the objective in sight and the sentries closing in, Jasper took the initiative and opened fire with his two stub guns, peppering the synth still with solid slugs, the only affect being to alert the Cawdor sentries. The ensuing battle was quick, Cawdor turning up from all sides, engaging the Stonecutters. They were taken by surprise though, and the Delaque were able to fend them off, claiming the Synth-Still for their own nefarious deeds.
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Post by Tom on Feb 12, 2019 10:35:51 GMT
Lmao ...... All the yes.
Good gaming last night. Though I lost a couple of juves .... Was a good game. The song "I get knocked down, but I get up again" sprung to mind.
Poor Rygor was denied the opportunity for blood, and jack stood ground and took a good 3/4 round of being shot at and losing nought but a wound, and didn't fall down.
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Post by sebjones86 on Feb 12, 2019 15:52:13 GMT
hahahaaaa brilliant that dave. Yeah Guto had a nightmare. Stumbling around full of toxin refusing both to go down OR sound the alarm.
Superb gaming last night. Cawdor got proper done over by House Delaque aka the masters of sneaking up on dudes and throwing kn1ves at them! With all the big hitters in my gang either in the hospital or deployed miles away (thanks to Dave), The Path struggled to fend off the attackers with gangers and juves alone. The Stonecutters now have easy access to dodgy chems.
An awesome spectator game at the end with The Bloodied Kiss and The Banshees facing off.
PS If you haven’t already, send me your updated gang sheets. Sexy write ups to come.
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Post by Tom on Feb 12, 2019 17:13:29 GMT
Jack Schitt: "nice work Doc, you've managed to successfully create the worlds MOST FUCKING RETARDED BRUTE!!!"
Doc Arrack: "He moves doesn't he? He is fully equipped to take on many foes isnt he?"
Jack: "Yea sure, but thas no fuckin' good if all he does is run straight at someone whos fuckin' good at shootin'!!!"
Doc Arrack: "I don't think i took into account fully, the different personalities that still reside in each of the brains! Perhaps, with some slight .... conditioning ... I can at the very least, allow one of the brain to be the dominant and so avoid any confusion with decision making in the future"
Jack: "'Cause that wouldn't have been a good idea to start with? I lost 2 guys last night, littleuns sure, but Vik is laid up now for a good while with a bad leg and the 2 new guys are fucking dead. Did you see what those weirdos did with Fodder?? Some sort of weird sex fetish sacrifice thing! I won't let that happen agen! You make sure Rygor is in order for our next missions otherwise i'll be performing sex rituals on you!!! You'll be split in two mate!"
Doc: "yes yes yes, he'll be in good working order i promise. Viktor will be back in action soon enough ... although ... his leg won't be quite as good as it once was. He may be slightly slower to keep up!"
Jack: "Vik's always been a stand near the back and smash them with grenades type of guy anyway. It's all gud!"
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