The Dark Coalition RP Thread(axis players ONLY!!) [Archive]

necron23

15-10-08, 04:53

The air aboard the ship is filled with foul smells and noxious fumes, haggard slaves drag what is left of their bodies around while clasped in irons, driven forward by the whips of the cruel overseers, driven forward through slime encrusted corridors, some fall along the way killed by the very air that they are breathing, still they are marched onwards, to where they have no idea, not wanting any idea either, tattered clothes of various regiments hang off their thin frames, rotted and decaying like the people that are wearing them, finally they arrive at the destination where one of the overseers punches a code into the keypad and the door slowly opens, creaking and protesting, the door actuators having long past the need for servicing.

"Bring them forward" bellows the daemon prince within the antechamber and with that the cruel overseers whip the slaves even faster and harder until they are in the centre of the chamber, one of the slaves dares to raise his head and almost immediately tries to tear his eyes out, having seen the monstrosity that is the daemon prince, having his mind refusing to accept that a thing can possible exist, his mental state finally snaps.

"That one is useless my lord, i fear i cannot rip anything from his mind" said the sorcerer to the princes left "You had better pray you can get something or you shall feel my wrath instead" the prince said simple without turning to face the sorcerer "as you wish my liege".

Slowly the sorcerer came from his position near the princes throne, partly to induce more fear in the slaves and partly due to his body having decayed from years of servitude to father Nurgle himself, as he grew closer he could sense the fear building inside the slaves, good he thought to himself getting the information would be more easy from the minds of those who are scared.

After some time the sorcerer slowly made his way back to the side of the prince, this time the journey back took longer and more out of his body, "Speak" the prince ordered "My liege, the news is fortuitous, it appears that the planetary body 2 sectors from here contains an ancient power, quite possible a waepon of great power, the leader of that world has uncovered something while fighting an ork infestation there and has called for archeologists to help identify it, these things where on the way there when we intercepted them", he stops while he awaits the prince to assimilate all what was said to him.

"Orks.....orks..a race almost breed by Grandfather himself, for when 1 falls more does he make, the very definition of a plague, pity however that they were not made with that fact" the prince smiled wryly.

"Whatever the fact is sire, they are open to coercion..offer them something they think is powerful or show them a big battle and i am sure we can win their loyalty for a short while at least" the sorcerer suggested.

"Even if it is for a short time, we can use their presence to distract the imperial stooges while i lay claim to that power!!!, sorcerer prepare the scrying orbs and make contact with the so called leader of the ork rabble, tell them...tell them i offer support of their campaign and will bring even more worthy opponents to fight them"

With that the sorcerer motioned to the overseers to bring the slaves over to a side chamber where the orbs were kept, all that was needed to open the orbs full power was blood........................

doc

16-10-08, 07:42

As the demagogue looked down at the wretches in front of him that were once the planetary defence force for the planet Syntax 3, he allowed himself a small moment to enjoy his own handiwork. Years of inactivity and corruption on Syntax 3 had made spreading the word of Slannesh much easier than he had anticipated. It had taken only a few promises to those truly in power and a few deaths to bring almost the whole PDF to his side. The remainder of the population had fallen in a single night of debauched bloodshed.

The air behind him shimmered and a presence filled the balcony on which he stood, without turning he knew that the champion of Slannesh had entered the mortal realm again. The demagogue did not know the champions name and even if he had would not have dared to even think it. “It is time,” intoned the champion “the great daemon prince Garleth is raising the banner of war and you have been honoured with inclusion in his plans. Do not fail.”

Taking his life in his own hands and risking eternal suffering at the hands of the champion before him the demagogue raised his head slightly, “oh great champion of Slannesh may I enquire as to our destination?” The air shimmered again and the champion melted into nothingness all that remained was the warp residue from the transfer and an echo of a single name....... Leminkainen

nethirsalis

17-10-08, 09:59

Guardsmen Lieutenant Devram Hal, had never had the grace to sign up to the off-world guard forces, generally preferring the relative comfort of urban patrols. Even here at the sprawling outer reaches of the great city he could still see the soaring cathedral towers and bastions of the central limits reaching up to the sky, as if to touch the emperor himself. He thought it must be enough to fill even the meanest soul with pride.

With some effort, Hal broke his gaze from the highest of the bastions' towers, whimsical thoughts snapping back to the here and now. Today the 15th Patrol had been selected to patrol the slash district, so called because of the numbers of knife wounds that guardsmen had recorded over the years whilst on patrol there. The grey streets were quiet normally, yet this morning it seemed to Hal that the silence thundered. 'ahead' came the call from the point guardsman 'corpses ahead'.

The scene was something from a nightmare; the district residents skinned and hanging from hooked cables or pinned to the sides of buildings with a huge rivet or nail driven through their middle, the skin of their faces was left, yet their lips were drawn back with crude dental tools baring gums in a toothless rictus. Blood smeared on buildings scrawling out badly spelt litany to some 'Gork' and sometimes a 'Mork'. One thing pointed to the culprits above all however; a small green shape clung swinging to one of the hanging cables, standing on the matted hair of one of the victims. A thin, whining voice sung from the emaciated gretchin, over and over repeating its tuneless hymn.

'Grindel's gonna getcha'

LegolaSS

18-10-08, 04:22

In the realm of chaos, or the "void" as it is most commonly known these days, was the continual fierce battle between the chaos gods, right at the heart of the battle was the border of all four of the chaos gods lands, it was extremely rare for all four gods to be fighting for normally the strongest one would be picked on until another grew stronger, however Slaanesh had sent forth millions of deamonettes while nurgle flooded the battle field with swarms of nurglings and plague bearers, Khorne had sent in waves of bloodletters and tzeentch had created bursts of his daemons, along side the common deamons stood at least four thousand greater daemons fighting for their own god, however tzeentch had tricked them all, he gathered his lords of change and made a magic wedge of power which sent a beam so chaotic that it created a warp within the warp itself!, daemons from all four gods were sucked into its supernatural power their faces mutated and bodies morphed with other gods creations, no one knows how long this warp lasted nor who won the battle but what we do know is what the outcome was, the “new” warp collapsed on its self and spewed new forms of daemons into the realm, daemons known as “daemons born of ash” it is believed that during the constructed warp the daemons magical energies along with the mysterious compounds of the world were thermally bonded and created creatures that resemble fire, lava and blazing infernos but alas these daemons seem to have far greater properties of that of normal daemons.

-a page from the “demonic knowledge” from the libraries of Toreus before it was destroyed

*this information was gather by heretics and used in a ritual*

“And now my sisters… we shall call forth these daemons! We shall send them into the fray of battle and let their endless blazes desecrate the land and devour the emperors chosen warriors, let the titans fall to their searing heat, and the bodies of thousands of marine are left burning in their wake!”

the other sisters grew louder in chanting until the small urban town echoed with its song, a group of marines marched towards the building of which such demonic praise was been spoken, the door was kicked down and within were ladies in white skimpy robes, as the marines raised their weapons and fired, but no one fell, the ladies eyes glowed with inner fire and screamed sending pure deep orange fire from within, the marines ducked out of the way, but before they could call for help a demon prince stood in front of them with a flaming sword, it was hannock himself, brought forth into the world and with him came hoards of daemons born of ash they devoured the town and sacrificed the summon to their patron god

Only recently, after hearing no news from the town for some time was a small group of ultra marines dispatched, on their arrival they found the decaying bodies lining the streets along with the stench of something fouler then toxic bile. The marines saw no survivors after a quick search not wanting to spend to much time there, however one greedy marine who had started to show signs of a heretic stumbled apon the shrine of which the daemons were summoned, he found the scorched parchments of demonic literature along with sacrificial blades, he quickly hid this information in a pouch on his belt, destroyed the blades and hurriedly buried them amongst the dirt and rubble then declared to the other of no findings… they soon left and declared to headquarters of an orc attack on the town for all they had faced before were orcs, headquarters replied swiftly of an orc WARRRG! Near their location which also had brought followers of chaos and other heretics to the battle, their objective was to drop pod in and take out as many as they could, it would be a suicidal mission of which they were not expected to survive, the heretic marine heard this and resigned to his quarters, he carefully removed the literature and read it in secret, a hours later they were nearing the world of which the battle was taking place, they had all gotten geared up and doing final checks on weaponry, however dark words were been spoken apon the craft, suddenly the spaceship shook violently and the engines stopped, after franticly checking the shields of the craft they found they had taken not a single hit, they puzzled and found no explanation for this event but soon after this people started feeling quiet warm while others who heard voices in their heads had resorted to screaming loudly with their hands over their ears, shaking ferociously on the floor, others became sick, some became violent and took out their rage on the other helpless victims, a demon prince walked down the craft, carving through the ships inner walls with his blade while marines ran around with their curses brought apon them from the marine, the demon prince heard the crackling radio distorted from the power of the chaos energies which grew close by, he listened intently to the plead for more help against the chaos forces on the planet below, he grinned and easily fought his way to the cockpit where he piloted the craft straight towards the planet…

The Question

19-10-08, 06:00

+++++++++Ordo Xenos Database+++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++
+++++ Searching for current Ork Waaaghs++++++++++++++++++++++++++
+++++++++Searching for Waaagh Dakari+++++++++++++++++++++++++++
+++++Found++++++++++Thought for the Day: The mind that accepts the Xenos is a traitorous mind.+++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++

Waaaagh! Dakari
Ork Clan Affiliations: Blood Axe (100%)
Systems invaded: Seele-3(origin point of Waaagh!), Blaktock IX, Gallifrey, Mondas II, Chania IV

Current Location: Chania IV (ork-infested)

Cross-reference: Orks, Blood Axes, Warboss Dakari, Inquistor Nagisa, Inquistors (Extemis Diabolus).

"I dunno' wot you been told!
Blood Axe boyz iz mighty bold!
We're da 'ardest of da lot!
We make you lot look like Grots!"

The crude marching song rang out as a barely organised column of Blood Axe orks marched past 'Da Boss-bunka' where Suprem' Major General Chapta' Masta' Lord Sola' Waaagh-Masta High Lord o' Terra Gork-Empra of Orkkind Warboss Dakari brooded, beady red eyes scanning a map of the sector, provided by a 'helpful' former Governer, whose head now decorated one of the many trophy racks mounted outside the bunker.

Attending him were his loyal bodyguard of mega-armoured Nobz, 'Da Four Great Onez, (all five of them), his head Mek, Ritska, Weirdboy Beosquig, and former Ordo Xenos Inquisitor Nagisa (declared Extremis Diabolus after 'going native')

"Where next, all knowin, all seein' Gork-Empra, sir?" asked Ritska in a curious tone.
"Dunno'" Dakari responded, "Nagisa says 'dat none of 'dese planets 'ere 'ave anythin' useful on 'em. So i'm gonna use me all-knowin, all-seeinness to pick somewhere ta go..."

Nagisa piped up, "My list of contacts, my lord Dakari, though reduced by my exile from da, I mean the, Imperium are still extensive enough to have heard of a gathering mass of your most perfect-kind gathering on the planet Lemenkanium, surely a god-like entity such as yourself should be able to attact a great horde of followers from the Orks there to create a Waaagh to make the patetic 'Oomies, I mean humans, tremble at the mention of your very name... "

"I got it!" roared Dakari "My all knowin, all-seeinness az seen dat dere iz a load o' Orks gatherin on da planet Lemon-Cane-Um! If I go dere and duff da planet good, da Orks dere will follow me in a great Waaagh! dat will make da 'Oomies tremble at me feet at da mention of me name! Inna dat da best plan eva!"

Da Four Great Onez (who didn't understand da fancy words) burst into appluase, followed by Ritska and Beosquig (who actually did understand Dakari) a split second later.

"Best plan eva!" yelled one of the Four Great Onez "You iz da best Suprem' Major General Chapta' Masta' Lord Sola' Waaagh-Masta High Lord o' Terra Gork-Empra of Orkkind Warboss eva!"

"Ya forgot one o' me titles ya stoopid Grot!" roared Dakari "Ya missed off Guv'na of Lemon-Cane-Um!"...

nethirsalis

21-10-08, 12:38

‘I’z sorry Boss’ grumbled Gorukk ‘E’z gone’

‘Wot der yer mean E’z gone yer bit a squig food?’ came the bass growl from the towering bulk of Warlord Ghazghkull Mag Uruk Thraka. ‘I got da itch behind me ’ead wires’

‘Like, e’z not ’ere boss. Da grots woz hollerin’ dat der woz sum painboyz in red chuckin’ a big sack over tha Dok an tyin ’im up right tight.’

Gazghkull looked up with a snarl from trying to scratch at the wires plunging into his skin using the housing of his shoota and flexed his power claw aggressively

‘WOTCHER WAITIN’ FER? GET ’IM BACK DEN!’

Grotsnik awoke in a surgeon’s chair in an unfamiliar blood spattered room. It felt homely. The Dok felt that he should understand why he couldn’t move; yet the answer eluded him. Incidentally he could see four very thick squiggoth leather straps wrapped around him attatched to the chair. If only he could figure out why he couldn’t move.
Presently a small mob of painboyz shuffled into the surgery, if surgery it could be called, uttering growls of ‘E’z awake iz ’e?’ and ‘Now we can get back to work boyz’. A huge ork with one staring eye grinned at Grotsnik about an inch from his face. Grotsnik smiled dreamily back.

‘We’z sorry fer the ‘assle Dok, its just da Big Boss asd us ter bring ’im back a new Dok wiv sum sazzle, ooz a bit less mad dan our ol’ ex-Chief-o-pain. ’E tried to put a rokkit bomb in the ’ead of da big mek, dunno where ’e got dat idea from.’ The big ork said chirpily as he undid the straps on the surgical chair.

Grotsnik failed to stifle a giggle.

WeAreGrey

28-10-08, 09:25

++++++Transmission Start++++++

This is Lord Morden, speaking for the great Daemon Prince Car’tagiä, Champion of Khorne.
He has heard of a crusade against the forces of the false emperor on the backwater world of Leminkainen and will bring his forces to bear, even fight alongside the Ork hordes, for it will be a glorious battle for Khorne!

Unfortunately the bulk of our force is currently occupied, but will proceed to Leminkainen after we have dealt with this ‘incident’.

Send me landing co-ordinates for our troops and the battle plan you will use, otherwise we will destroy all who stand before us.

I await your response.

Glory to Khorne!!

++++++Transmission End++++++

nethirsalis

30-10-08, 08:36

Transmitted: Da Gork’ammer
Destination: Ultima Segmentum
Message Type: Da boss calls it Advatizin’
Date: 5399999.M41
Telepathic Duct: Wot sorta half-eaten grot is a tellypaffik duck?
Author: Warp’ead Wurpzag da Spida yer kan call me yer panzee pile a fancy gubbinz!

+++Transmission Initiated+++

Oi lissen up, dis is Wurpzag speakin’ fer da big boss. We knowz yer ‘avin a fight, an we wouldn’t wanna get in yer way, but we’z offerin yer da services of da Gork’ammer an da Morksnik an da uvver killakroozerz an all der’ krooz ter fight for yer.

Feel free ter browz our fine bunch o’ killin fings, an dontcha turn yer noze up at our pate-in-ted black-dark-soopa-snikky-hidin stealf field on da Morksnik till yer seen it krump da gubbinz on a ‘ulk wivout gettin’ urt.

Up fer pry-vatt-em-ploy-mont der iz da footslogga boyz, da raiderz, da deffkopta intasseptaz an skabukkz flyboyz in ‘iz Vipa klass fighta-bomberz

Rememba, yer’ want summat krumpin’, yer want da freebootaz flotilla

+++Transmission Terminated+++

LegolaSS

01-11-08, 07:57

*a shimmering portal erupts in front of you and out steps the most beautiful creature imaginable*

Greetings moral, I have news from the forces of ash, we understand they are preparing for all out war, they will have men, they will have tanks, they will have titans… but fear not, for we have ways to destroy them all and burn their souls in our realm!, all we ask is one thing, the shields must be brought down!, we have already send furies to the world and are unable to breach the shields, we have tried everything within our power… but be at ease we have gather the strength of all the gods and will smite the gates down with one mighty blow!, men will fall like flies from the blazing embers and shear heat of our arrival, we will corrupt the minds of the living, burn this bodies as they dance to the beat of death!... no one will stand after this… for this will be the begin of the great annihilation!

*the demonic creature fades out leaving a pleasant smell and the senses flawed and dull*

WeAreGrey

07-11-08, 05:27

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WeAreGrey

13-11-08, 04:16

++++Transmission Start++++

To all Chaos forces at Leminkainen, who do you obey? For I have not recieved any information about battle plans or forces for this great battle.
My bloodthirsty forces are now securing an Imperial spaceport that will serve to bring the mighty warmachines of Khorne to Leminkainen.
As such you will all serve and obey me, as no commander will dare challenge the might of the Blood God!!

Glory to Khorne!!!!!!

Daemon Prince Car’tagiä, Champion of Khorne.

++++Transmisson End++++

necron23

13-11-08, 09:40

**A fluorescent green orb suddenly appears in front of Daemon Prince Car’tagiä**

I am in charge of this campaign Prince Car’tagiä!!, You shall follow my command, abaddon has decreed it and you shall follow unless you wish to challenge the warmaster himself?. My forces are already busy at work, distributing the glorious gifts of the plague lord himself including the destroyer virus itself, already our ranks swell with the deceased, if needs be i will choke the throne of blood itself with corpses and bile!!!! Typical follower of khorne, to few thoughts of strategy and to many of mindless slaughter.

Daemon Prince Duth'ari, Pox Lords of Kobica Derimus

WeAreGrey

17-11-08, 09:44

**Prince Car’tagiä swots an annoying green orb away**

++++Transmisson Starts++++

Your so called 'strategy' seems to be pleading for more help! My strategy is to stand on the bones of my enemies!!
So....... you challenege me!?!?!?!
Ha! Fine I welcome the challenge, your forces will either submit to me or die!
So will all choas, the banner of Khorne wll fly high on Leminkainen!

Once all chaos are united under Khorne, we will make sure the orks understand their place in this glorious campign!

++++Transmisson Ends++++

The Question

18-11-08, 04:44

++++Transmission Interrupted++++++++

Is dis on? Yeah? Good! Da Orks knowin dere place in der campain? Is dat the place where I, da great Suprem' Major General, Chapta' Masta', Lord Sola', Waaagh-Masta, High Lord o' Terra, Guv'na of Lemon-Cane-Um, Gork-Empra of Orkkind, Warboss Dakari iz in charge, and all da uvver Orks and da Chaos beakies do wot I say? Da Blood Axes lead dis one, and ya can accept dat, or feel da bizness end of me power klaw.

Got it, oomies?

++++Transmission Ends+++++++

WeAreGrey

19-11-08, 03:22

++++TRANSMISSION STARTS++++

My my Dakari such a long title, it amazes me you can remember your name, let alone all of that!
You speak for all Orks do you?
Then know this - your place is to serve the Lords of Chaos. You will bring your pathetic horde under the control of Khorne, then we will bring carnage and destruction the likes of which have not been seen down upon the Imperial scum on Leminkainen!!!
I will not tell you again. Now go.

Prince Car’tagiä, Champion of Khorne

++++TRANSMISSON ENDS++++

The Question

23-11-08, 11:36

++++TRANSMISSION STARTS++++

Furst, wut part of 'bizness end of me power klaw' didna you unnerstand?
Second, dunna insult da title, only makes me angry!
Third, I'll go alright, GO WAAAGH! IN YA FACE!!!! YA ZOGGIN UPSTART OOMIE!!!

WAAAGH!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

++++TRANSMISSON ENDS++++

WeAreGrey

23-11-08, 07:40

++++Transmission Start++++

A Waarrgh hmmmm??
After these lapdogs for the false emperor have been subjugated and the spaceport has been brought under Chaos control my troops could do with some entertainment.
Your army will also provide some training for the less experianced, who need to perfect their eviscerating and skull removing ability if they wish to be called Berzerkers!
Afterwards the orks will do as commanded if your are indeed their ruler.

Glory to Khorne!

++++Transmission Ended++++

nethirsalis

24-11-08, 10:17

doc

24-11-08, 03:42

*A glowing sickly pink cloud formed suddenly on the bridge of the ork hulk Da Gork’ammer. from it came a seductive yet disturbing voice.....*

Great Suprem' Major General, Chapta' Masta', Lord Sola', Waaagh-Masta, High Lord o' Terra, Guv'na of Lemon-Cane-Um, Gork-Empra of Orkkind Warboss Dakari heed me Kreleth champion of Garleth, Daemon Prince of slannesh and master of the emperors children.
You will not lead the assullt on Leminkainen I have witnessed your ..."boyz" in combat and they are impressive but this is not your time to lead the forces here. i will ensure you get all the... "loot" you want if you follow the orders you and your... "boyz" are given.
If you do not follow orders you will die along with everyone of your... "boyz".

*With that the pink cloud faded leaving a cloying smell of rotting meat and perfume that quickly filled the bridge area"

Riptor

24-11-08, 10:35

*A buzz of static erupts from the corrupted vox unit*
++++Transmission Begins++++
*The communications screen shows a flickering transmission of what appears to be a ornate throne. Two large gargoyle heads protrude from the top, still, and yet, with a faint trace of life seeming to eminate from them. Two figured are visible, one, a bulky creature, a little larger than an armoured astartes. Its head covered in part by a helmet, leaving only its corrupted mouth and menacing dark green eyes exposed. It wore armour barely recongnisable as power armour, which was coloured in a chilling black colour, trimmed on the side with an oddly soothing dark green.
Horns protrude from its head, stopping short of a pair of bio-mechanical wings, which curve slightly outwards, not quite touching its arms. It sits atop the throne, its large, mutated right hand gripping the edge, whilst its left arms seemingly replaced with a mass of writhing tentacles. A large, defiled sword sits to the side, and the tentacles idly push it around, as if they have a mind of their own.
The other figure was smaller, yet clearly larger than a human. It stood in the background, on the left side of the viewport.
The large creature looks directly into the transmiter, and opens it mouth to speak. A voice sounds, deep, and clearly spoken from a corrupted mouth, undoubtedly capable of voicing ancient curses that mere mortals dare not attempt to speak.*

"Greetings Fellow Warmasters, Barbaric Warbosses, and other such creatures.
I... am First Master Sleath.
I have come to offer a proposal. I have numerous forces under my command, and am willing to pledge them to your cause, all to remove this imperial filth from the planet Leminkainen.
My reasoning for such a generous offer? Well I am sure you are all aware that some matters are best to be kept private, however I will allow you to know that I have been searching for an ancient artifact for an amount of time longer than I dare remember. Nothing terribly interesting really, just a small item that has significance to my lord, I believe that there may be some indication as to its whereabouts on this planet, specifically in the grounds of the governors palace.
*Master Sleaths face twists into what appears to be a crude smile.*
In return for my cooperation, I ask only that I be allowed to search unabated, so that my legion need not to shed any blood that does not belong to the followers of the false emperor.

*Sleath beckons the robed figure forward with his right hand, as it seps into the relative light, its features are easier to distinguish. It wore robes of a deep crimson, and its face was obscured by a cowl. It appeared to be an unarmoured astartes, and the defiled crozius hanging on its side asserted that it was a Dark Apostle of the Word Bearers Legion. The Apostle does not speak a word, and just stares into the screen from under its hood. Sleaths voice begins again*

If I may introduce the Dark Apostle Laecus Vrae. Whilst he may not appear much, he has some rather, gifted, abilities.
An astounding power really, his oratory skills are unmatched by any I have seen or heard of before, with the exceptions of the Lord Abaddon and Horus Lupercal himself!
He has been able to convince numerous groups from varying legions to march by my side, whilst convincing the followers of the Blood God to march alongside those of the Prince of Pleasure is no easy task, he was able, through a combination of promises and fear, to establish and hold a tenatative alliance with representatives of those and more.

So, my offer stands. I shall pledge my allegiance to your cause, so long as I am given free reign to the palace once the imperials are gone.
I bid you to choose wisely.

*Sleath raises his right hand, and the transmission cuts out. Leaving only a blank screen, and a echo of Sleaths final words growing fainter.
++++Transmission Ends++++

nethirsalis

25-11-08, 02:11

The Question

25-11-08, 04:35

Transmitted: Da Empra's Throne
Destination: Ultima Segmentum
Message Type: Open
Date: 5399999.M41
Telepathic Duct: Dunno!
Author: Lexiluthorcanum Beosquig

+++Transmission Initiated+++

Dis is Great Suprem' Major General, Chapta' Masta', Lord Sola', Waaagh-Masta, High Lord o' Terra, Guv'na of Lemon-Cane-Um, Gork-Empra of Orkkind Warboss Dakari wiv a message dat I 'ope clears up a few things!

One, we iz willin ta pay da boyz on da Gork'ammer to fight unda me banner, name ya price and I'll see wut I can do for ya.

Two, Puny Princey Cart-age-ia, ya want a fight, ya got one! Name da time an' da place, an me boyz an' I will cum an' giv ya sum boot leather to ya face!

Three, To da blue-armoured Chaos Oomies we duffed up da uuver day cuz we thought ya knew where Princey Cart-age-ia wuz, dunna get in our way again, ya zoggin idiots!

+++Transmission Ends+++

WeAreGrey

25-11-08, 04:38

++++Transmission Start++++

First Master Sleath, you pose an interesting idea.
If you join under my banner then my troops will not search for this 'artifact' you seek.
However, I expect your obedience on the battlefield.

++++Transmission End++++

WeAreGrey

25-11-08, 04:55

The Question

25-11-08, 05:19

++++Transmission Start++++

You do amuse me Dakari, I shall miss that after I have added your skull to the Skull Tower. I might even place it so all orks on Leminkainen can see what happens to those who challenge me.

Once I have controll over the space port my Battle Barge's can bring your doom. I would say have patience, but I know you lack this.

Till we meet in glorious battle!!

Glory to Khorne

++++Transmission End++++

I can wait, Cart-age-ia, and, ta show me awesomeness, if ya somehow duff me up, I'll 'elp ya in ya bid fur command. But when I win, ya 'ave to follow me when I command. Dat OK fur ya?

WeAreGrey

25-11-08, 05:49

++++Transmission Start++++

Your challenge is accepted Darkari!
I shall really enjoy and saviour your defeat at my hands.

Glory To Khorne!!

++++Transmission Ends++++

Riptor

27-11-08, 08:01

++++Transmission Begins++++
Excellent, we are in agreement then!
You shall have my allegiance, for so long as it takes to remove the imperial infestation from this loathesome planet.
I relish the idea of standing alongside you in the glory of battle.

For Chaos!
++++Transmission Ends++++

nethirsalis

27-11-08, 10:35

Transmitted: Da Gork’ammer
Destination: Ultima Segmentum
Message Type: Da boss calls it Advatizin’
Date: 5399999.M41
Telepathic Duct: Wot sorta half-eaten grot is a tellypaffik duck?
Author: Warp’ead Wurpzag da Spida yer kan call me yer panzee pile a fancy gubbinz!

+++Transmission Initiated+++

Da Boss iz askin' fer lootin rightz' o' all da beakie termiez, all da biggest oomie tanks an as many ov doze big oomie gargantz az da boss kan count. 'ee sayz ellevun, wot eva dat iz.

Yer gonna 'ave ter add summat ter dat list if yer really wanna get Da Boss'z intarest, 'cuz we cud get da ovva fingz wivout yer. We'z thinkin sum fancy bit ov tekkie gubbinz dat yer 'ave. We'z allwayz got good use fer dakka!

+++Transmission Terminated+++

WeAreGrey

30-11-08, 07:42

Transmitted: Battle Barge Hades
Destination: Chaos Forces
Message Type: Open
Date: 1499999.M41
Telepathic Duct: Whatever wretch is still alive
Author: Daemon Prince Car’tagiä

++++Transmission Started++++

They ran like the cowards they were!!!!!
When they saw the might of Chaos bearing down on them they fled to thier ships, affraid to face my forces in battle! Even when the pitiful lapdogs of the false emperor came, the Imperial puppets still ran!
Now all the planets in the Beliar System are free from Imperial influence, I shall turn my attention to the Merdalane Shipyard.
Then Dakari, then we shall meet!

Glory to Kharne!

++++Transmission End++++

necron23

30-11-08, 08:25

Transmitted: Plague Ship Infactul
Destination: Leaders of Chaos Forces
Message Type: **UNKNOWN POSSIBLE INFECTION OF FILE**
Date: **ERROR UNABLE TO TIMESTAMP ERROR**
Telepathic Duct: **UNKNOWN ABLE TO IDENTIFY CARRIER SIGNAL**
Author: Cener Prince Duth'ari, Pox Prince, Lord of Rot, Bringer of Pestilence

++++Transmission Begins++++

To all my fellow counterparts competing for command, yours are lost causes as i am the true leader of the invasion, it is I who led you to this planet, it was I who instigated this "gathering", I have already seeded this planet with my most virulent plagues and poxes therefore the claim is mine and mine alone!!!, i do of course extend a "hand" of cooperation in the endeavor as i have recently learned of imperial plans to bring "certain" forces into the fray and also have learned of information that will prove vital if this action is to succeed and i will of course share this with those who fall under my leadership and those that do not, well we shall see how long it is until they cry for my forces help and information.

Glory to Grandfather Nurgle.

++++Transmission Ended++++

nethirsalis

08-12-08, 11:11

Transmitted: Da Gork’ammer
Destination: Ultima Segmentum
Message Type: 'dis? 'dis is a fret
Date: 5399999.M41
Telepathic Duct: I rekkon dat'z you spida
Author: Da Boss 'imself yer know so lissen yer slimy zogger, I'z important.
+++Transmission Initiated+++

'ey der' yer rottin pinkskin, I know yer' goin green but I'z not finkin yer wer born dat way. I'z finkin' dat leaderz i'z der ta doo summat. I'z apologizin if i simply 'aint 'eard of yer terryfyin campayn ov terrar but I don't fink yer really 'az. An yer won't get choppaz beeind ya 'n'less yer ask reaal nice yeh an maybe give us summat ter chop at! ov course yer still won't get da flotilla 'less yer pay!

Oi spida! 'ow da yer turn diss fing off?

+++Transmission Terminated+++

Riptor

08-12-08, 11:04

++++Transmission Begins++++
*Sleath sits, alone, in his daemonic throne, he stares into the pict-screen as it flickers to life. A crackling emits from the vox, slowly taking the form of his words.*
"Well met to my fellow chaos champions, and our fungal allies." *Sleath smirks slightly* "I bear good news
Thanks to the, ahem, 'noble' sacrifises of numerous psykers and slaves carried by my fleet, my summoners may have been able to unlock the powers inside an ancient artifact that has been in my possession for as long as I dare remember." *Sleath indicates a small metallic box on a pedastal to his left, no more than two foot wide and one deep. The symbol of the Blood God Khorne is immediately noticable etched in a brass colour on each side of the box.*
"Whilst this object may not appear to be much, it seals the power of a great daemon of the blood god, which has been entombed within for many years, my psykers believe this daemon to be older than the pathetic race that follow the Corpse God.
We are merely a few sacrifises short of opening this device, and releasing this creature, and believe it is an occaision best left for our main assault on the walls of the Governers palace. Once freed, it will take a great amount of force to take this creature down and rebanish it to the depths of its prison. I ask merely to be allowed to summon this creature within the imperials lines, in order to give up a potential upper hand against their amassed forces.

I have one other such item in my possession, and so will begin inspecting it soon. Its secrets shall be unvieled, and should my reserves of souls for it to feast upon stay plentiful, I may have the abilities to bring another such daemon to our aid.

I believe I am making good on my end of our bargain, do not force me into a position in which I feel I shall not be recieving my needs.
++++Transmission Ends++++

WeAreGrey

09-12-08, 07:42

Transmitted: Battle Barge Hades
Destination: Chaos Forces
Date: 2391999.M41
Telepathic Duct: Whatever wretch is still alive
Author: Daemon Prince Car’tagiä

++++Transmission Starts++++

Sleath, I am glad to hear there will be more Daemons of Khorne to aid in the destruction and sacrificing of the imperials on Leminkainen. In light of our....agreement, and to please the blood god my forces will aid you in gathering and preparing souls to release this great Daemon. I give you my word. *A smile forms on Car’tagiä's lips.*

However be warned my fellow chaos commanders, this enemy is led by cowards!! They would not meet my forces on the battlefield! Rather than stay and fight my forces, the pitiful fools ran - and then after they saw the power against them they tried to destory my fearless warriors from orbit, using despicable virus bombs!
Little do they know how futile this was!

Duth'ari, it was indeed you who started this crusade, however you seem all talk and sneaking. At least Dakari, in his typical ork ignorance, challenged me and will soon learn of his error. Then through his obidiance I will control the ork rable. Then we shall see.

++++Transmission Ends++++

necron23

11-12-08, 01:31

Transmitted: Plague Ship Infactul
Destination: The Vile Wretch that is car'tagia
Date: 239199.M41
Telepathic Duct: Running out of viable subjects!!
Author: Daemon Prince Duth'ari, Pox Prince, Lord of Rot, Bringer of Pestilence

++++++TRANSMISSION BEGINS++++++

My dear Car'tagia, as foolish as ever, what is your strategy this time? block the enemies guns with your dead?, sorry i forgot the World Eaters have no known concept of strategy and that my deluded brethren is why you pitiful legion is now nothing more than scattered warbands , however if you wish to push the matter of leadership further than i am more than happy to meet you on the field of battle, convince you on your own level that i am the true master of this crusade!!

++++++TRANSMISSION ENDS++++++

The Question

16-12-08, 04:16

Inquisitor Nagisa and Dok Killgore, 'Ead Painboy of Waaagh Dakari, picked their way through the piles of Ork and Traitor Marine corpses on the battlefield where Dakari and Car’tagiä had met to resolve their dispute. Though the Blood Axes had carried the day, routing Car’tagiä's forces from the field, Car’tagiä had bested Dakari in single combat, removing the Warboss's head from his body. Fortunately, Car’tagiä was overwhelmed by a mob of boyz before he could claim Dakari's head as a trophy.

"Dis 'ad better be worth me time 'oomie!" growled Killgore as the duo headed towards the spot of Dakari's decapitation.
"I think you'll find it is," replied Nagisa tersely, "That is, if that Magos Biologos Kelly was right..."

"OIII!!!" came a bellow from near the body, "Get ova 'ere now, ya zoggin Grot-luvvas!!!"

Nagisa sighed in relief, as near Dakari's body, was Dakari's head, which was still alive. Kelly was right! It was possible for an Ork to survive decapitation! Just another reason that the Orks deserved to rule the galaxy over the ignorant masses of humanity.

"Killgore! We win?" asked Dakari.
"Yeah Boss, we crumped dem good!" responded Killgore, who looked suprised to see his boss's head still alive and giving orders.
"Right den!" said Dakari in triumph, "Dat means I'm in charge den! We gotta capture sum 'oomie chapel so I can 'av me coronation as da King of da Orks and Chaos 'Oomies!, but furst, 'urry up and stitch me 'ead back on me body, me nose itches..."

WeAreGrey

16-12-08, 09:26

Transmitted: Battle Barge Hades
Destination: Chaos Forces
Date: 2398999.M41
Telepathic Duct: Whatever wretch is still alive
Author: Daemon Prince Car’tagiä

++++Transmission Start++++

Now I have secured my postion and rid the Beliar system of any imperial pressence I.....invite any other Chaos commander who requires the support of a space port in launching the attack on Leminkainen to send me a reason why I should allow you on board! I will then send co-ordinates to anyone with a generous offer!!!

Next time you challenge me Dakari I will make sure I do more than simply kill you and leave your lifeless carcass on the floor!

++++Transmission End++++

LegolaSS

22-12-08, 04:26

*the air grows thick apon your ship, things slow down and your view is blurred, everything turns quiet as you can no longer hear your own voice let alone anything else, as you look around at the distorted walls of the control room a gentle whisper of a unnatural sort, the voice seems to be coming from all around yet you can not see anything*
Fellow warriors of chaos… I sense a greater daemon of Khorne sealed within a vault is aboard one of your ships… fear not as we do not whish to obtain it, although the great gods of chaos have foreseen this event long before man, they did not aspect to join forces, but alas they have set a pact in which in the time it takes to destroy these foe’s there will be no daemon fighting another… in this case, we will be able to muster large numbers of all the chaos gods creatures, and bring forth demonic spells and formations non has seen before… and as for you… this is a… friendly… warning… no chaos lord, champion or hero tells us what to do… for nothing will stand in our way to obtain our goal!... *Large amounts of screaming can be heard as you spin to see demonic faces in everything around you people look like daemons and your own hands are claws… Suddenly the fog lifts and you can hear the bleeping of the controls and the air vents above you as you look up to see everything is how it was and everyone looks puzzled…

Riptor

22-12-08, 01:14

++++Transmission Start++++

*Sleath sits on his throne, all around him slaves lay twitching where they fell, those that are still alive breathing fast and irregularly. Mutations grow on each of them, and the trauma of the sudden daemonic onslaught leaving them braindead.*
Foolish mortals, cannot even stand the true visions of chaos.
*He turns to the pict-screen*
Car’tagiä, I feel I have given you reason enough to allow me access to the space port, do not make me take it from you. We wouldn't want any more bloodshed before we reach the surface on Leminkainen now, would we?
As for our new daemonic allies, I assure you we will capture sufficient numbers of slaves before the assault in order to summon the daemons we need. And if not, well, theres always the Orks.
++++Transmission End++++

WeAreGrey

23-12-08, 01:59

Transmitted: Battle Barge Hades
Destination: Sleath
Date: **ERROR**
Telepathic Duct: Whatever wretch is still alive
Author: Daemon Prince Car’tagiä

++++Transmission Start++++

*Car’tagiä casually beheads an anoying follower who has gone mad from the daemon message*

Since you aid the relase of a Daemon of Khorne, I will allow you passage to the space port Sleath. From this new fortress we will gather souls and skulls that will bring about the release of these imprisoned Daemons.
I......welcome this so called support from these Daemons. I have already got some pathetic ork slaves from my disagreement with Dakari - I am sure there will be ample imperialist forces that will aid us in reasling the Daemons.

++++Transmission Ends++++

The Question

23-12-08, 04:33

Transmitted: Da Empra's Throne
Destination: Open Transmission
Date: Da day ya kneel before me!
Telepathic Duct: 'Ead Lexiluthorcanum Beosquig
Author: Ya New King! Dakari!

++++Transmission Start++++

My new ladz, we iz standin' on da brink of a great Waaagh! dat will sweep all before it. Da name of dat Waaagh! is of course, Waaagh! Dakari. Az soon I'z conquered a reaaly big 'oomie chapel, I will 'ave meself coronated az da King of all Orks and Chaos Beakies, which will be in added on to all me uvver great titles.

I iz obveously da best for da job, as not only did I crump Puny Princey Cart-age-ia's army real good, I also az da favour of Gork and Mork due to the fact that I survived 'avin me 'ead cut off, Dis obviously shows dat I am immortal!

Az ya new leader I will lead by example, and when Lemon-cane-um's false Guv'na falls at me rightful feet, I will cut 'iz ead off and see if da Empra 'oo inna me me favours 'im ennuf to av 'im survive!

++++Transmission End++++

WeAreGrey

04-01-09, 09:46

necron23

05-01-09, 02:38

Transmitted: Battle Barge Hades
Destination: Choas Forces
Date: **ERROR**
Telepathic Duct: Whatever wretch is still alive
Author: Daemon Prince Car’tagiä

++++Transmission Started++++

Darkari, you fool, you have no idea the size of the forces under my command! I have commanded armies and crushed foes long before your pitiful life started and will continue to long after your carcus has rotted to dust and your name forgotten! Such is the power of Chaos!
Even now I am gathering other parts of my vengfull armada so we can finish of an Imperial Planet which houses many secrets - all of which shall be bent under my will!

My fleet prepares to leave the Beliar system, those forces that gathered at the space port must also get under way, and fly under my banner to Celestra.

Then once this world is mine I will focus its power onto you Duth'ari, then no matter what dark and dank hole you craw into, you will not escape my wrath!
If I had no stratagy could I bring a prize like this to its knees, ready for the taking!

++++Transmission Ends++++

Transmitted by: Plague Ship Infectus
Destination: The Worm that is Car'tagia
Date: **UNKNOWN TIMESTAMP**
Telepathic Duct: Bring me another one, this one dies to fast!!!
Author: Daemon Prince Duthri, Bringer of Plagues, Pox Prince, RIGHTFULL LEADER OF THE CRUSADE!!!!!

++++TRANSMISSION BEGINS++++

My dear deluded fool, i am in no way hiding from you, i am in full view but it is you who cowers from me, leaving the system just before i enter it, sounds like fleeing to me, i offered you the chance to come quietly but it seems you would rather die than submit to my leadership, so be it, you have made a poor choice my old friend, a choice that you will not live to regret, how you can still be let to live after failing your master is beyond me, khorne must have been sleeping and missed the part where you were beaten by orks, how can you lead a crusade if you cannot even beat the lowly ork rabble!!!

Run from me car'tagia, that seems to be all you are good at!!!

++++TRANSMISSION ENDS++++

WeAreGrey

05-01-09, 05:11

Transmitted: Battle Barge Hades
Destination: Duthri
Date: **ERROR**
Telepathic Duct: Whatever wretch is still alive
Author: Daemon Prince Car’tagiä

++++Transmission Starts++++

Unlike you Duthri, I command a vast army with my forces engaged in bringing the suffering, agony and death that Khorne demands! I am not dictated to by some bloated fool - my forces have brought an imperial world to its knees, a world with a great prize. Together with the space port I took from from those pathetically annoying Inquisitors, I am preparing for my assault on Leminkainen. What have you done since pleading for help? Nothing.....pah!
As for this so called defeat....I killed and defeated Dakari in combat! I stood on his mangled corpse - that is no defeat!
I do not cower from battle, you will feel my blade make no mistake, you are simply not worth changing my plans for! And you claim I have no strategy!

++++Transmission Ends++++

necron23

05-01-09, 09:23

Transmitted by: Plague Ship Infectus
Destination: The Dolt that is Car'tagia
Date: ***ERROR CORRUPTED SYSTEM SETTINGS***
Telepathic Duct: A Fly
Author: Daemon Prince Duthari, Bringer of Plagues, Pox Prince, Chosen of Nurgle, Herald of Abaddon.

++++TRANSMISSION BEGINS++++

Car'tagia you dolt!!, the only reason you were able to take that planet is because i had already seeded it with my most virulent diseases!! did you not notice that the defenders had not fight in them(its hard to fight when you are terminally ill!!), nope as you were to busy singing you own praises to notice, hah and you call yourself a leader, you are not fit enough to even lead the cleaning of my favored plaguebearer!!!, and as for pleading, hah hah hah i simply asked for unity and were giving those still undecided a simple choice of under whose banner to serve and as for my forces they are well inplace.

Yes you may have well defeated a upstart ork wannabe but as we all know orks are poor targets to practice with as they die to easily, oh sorry i forgot that's your favorite kind of sport, one that cannot fight back properly!!, and even then you were still felled by them.

I am currently sitting here in space awaiting your forces so i can properly crush you and force you under my command, if you are unafraid as you so claim then come face me now!!

++++TRANSMISSION ENDS++++

Riptor

08-01-09, 05:09

Transmitted: Battle Barge Hades
Destination: Choas Forces
Date: **ERROR**
Telepathic Duct: Whatever wretch is still alive
Author: Daemon Prince Car’tagiä

Darkari, you fool, you have no idea the size of the forces under my command! I have commanded armies and crushed foes long before your pitiful life started and will continue to long after your carcus has rotted to dust and your name forgotten! Such is the power of Chaos!
Even now I am gathering other parts of my vengfull armada so we can finish of an Imperial Planet which houses many secrets - all of which shall be bent under my will!

My fleet prepares to leave the Beliar system, those forces that gathered at the space port must also get under way, and fly under my banner to Celestra.

Then once this world is mine I will focus its power onto you Duth'ari, then no matter what dark and dank hole you craw into, you will not escape my wrath!
If I had no stratagy could I bring a prize like this to its knees, ready for the taking!

++++Transmission Begins++++
Car’tagiä,
my 'sources' inform me that there may be a number of the Emperors lapdogs en route towards Celestra, and thus have dispatched a small contingent of my own to help bolster our offense.
A force of Night Lords are on their way now, under the competant leaderhip of the sorceror, Kra'Thar. I trust that these, along with the forces of my own legion that I have already pledged to the capture of Celestra, will suffice to crush the forces of the damnable imperials.
++++Transmission Ends++++

nethirsalis

09-01-09, 02:32

necron23

10-01-09, 12:15

Transmitted: Da Gork’ammer
Destination: da infektuz
Message Type: huh?!
Date: 5399999.M41
Telepathic Duct: huh!?
Author: Grot-face da grot
+++Transmission Initiated+++

Oi Doo-free or wotevva yer name woz, dese orkz on da boat dunna wanna lowwa demselvez ta talkin to yer till yer get ter aktually doin sum killin yersself... I'z talkin ter 'im boss... deyz sayz dat dey nevva 'eard ov n-ee-finn evva said wiv worse grammar an spellin'.

well said grot-face yer lil' grot. hur hur hurr hurr.

+++Transmission Terminated+++

Transmitted by: Plague Ship Infectus
Destination: Deamon Prince Car'tagia and Grot face da grot
Date: ***Virus detected initiate anti viral protocols***
Telepathetic Duct: Stupid, weak things die to fast to bother actually naming it.
Author: Deamon Prince Duthari, Bringer of plagues, Pox Prince.

+++++TRANSMISSION START+++++

My dear grot face, i was referring to the clan that appears to have allied itself to car'tagias forces in relation to the lowly rabble comment, i have personally seen you clan in action and i fully welcome its inclusion to this crusade and to my forces, i full well now that your clan is the strongest among the orks and that is why you are my grand viceroy to the clans and my 2nd in command, as for the fool that is car'tagia it appears that i will have to run him to ground and i have set a course for Celestra inorder to crush him once and bring him under my banner, a brief warning car'tagia remember when you were 1st elevated and we fought together on Remalic 4, i took you under my wing and taught you all you know, however i did not teach you all i know!!!!

+++++TRANSMISSION ENDS+++++

WeAreGrey

10-01-09, 09:29

++++Transmission Begins++++
Excellent, I ask only that any living imperial forces captured on Celestra are turn over to me, only a few more souls are needed to complete the summoning of the almighty daemon of khorne. Praise to the Blood God, may his Skull Throne tower ever higher.
++++Transmission Ends++++

Transmitted: Battle Barge Hades
Destination: Sleath and that anoying Duthari
Date: **ERROR**
Telepathic Duct: Whatever wretch is still alive
Author: Daemon Prince Car’tagiä

++++Transmission Starts++++

Sleath, my newly appointed Lord on Celestra has sent the information I wanted. He reports that the two smaller forges been all but overun and he will bring these forces to our landing co-ordinates, as it is the main forge and city, Celestra Prime, that we must focus our might on when we achieve planet fall. These pitiful fools will be crushed under our assault! Planetry Defence Force...Pah, they are merely stones ground under foot!
Alive!!!!!!! Where is the fun in that! But since they are needed to reawaken the mighty deamons of Khorne I will instruct my Berzerkers to take prisoners - I only hope they do not have to live....to long, for they are not known for their restraint!!!

Duthari, as I have said, you are unimportant and not worth my time now. The forces under my banner have brought a Forge World to its knees! There was no disease on the planet you bloated fool - the imperials might be misguided in their faith in the false emperor, but do you not think they would have got more aid to defend a Forge world if they were under attack from disease and pestilence!! Follow me at your peril! If you do you will suffer, make no mistake!
Do you really think a follower of the oldest and most powerful of the Chaos Gods would come to one of Nurgles lackeys for assistance!?!? As I recall Nurgles presance on Remalic 4 was tolerated by Khorne for crushing our misled brethren!

++++Transmission Ends++++

nethirsalis

12-01-09, 10:31

Transmitted: Da Gork’ammer
Destination: da infektuz
Message Type: I'z bein' polite
Date: 5399999.M41
Telepathic Duct: Da telypaffick duck is... is... yer face! gotcha!
Author: Spida
+++Transmission Initiated+++

Deeya' Doo-free, we'z nuffin but 'umble killaz, Iz not even knowin' wot a secund-in-kommand duz. Da boss sez tho' dat wez not killin fer causez an we'z not killin for no loyal-teez, or even cuz wez told ter. Wez killin fer scrap, gunz an uvver types ov pay. On da uvver 'and... wait... boss... dat ain't true!

ah, I spoze yer right boss... heh... heh heh!

Da boss sez dat we en't gonna fight fer da loozin side neeiver, soz yer betta start showin yer dominance if yer wontz sum 'elp beatin down our uvver pro-spek-tif emm-ploiy-erz.

+++Transmission Terminated+++

WeAreGrey

20-01-09, 06:17

Transmitted: Battle Barge Hades
Destination: Spida
Date: **ERROR**
Telepathic Duct: Whatever wretch is still alive
Author: Daemon Prince Car’tagiä

++++Transmission Starts++++

My misguided grot Spida, that blaoted fool Duthri is not the one you should be bothering with. Pass this along to your Boss - My forces are conquering the Imperial Forge Word Celestra as we speak! If your Boss follows me on Leminkainen I am sure that I could find something on this forge world you might like!

I await the response from your Boss.

++++Transmission Ends++++

nethirsalis

02-02-09, 12:04

Transmitted: Da Gork’ammer
Destination: Segmentum Ultima
Message Type: Sowwy
Date: 5399999.M41
Telepathic Duct: I figure dat'd be mesself acordin ta da slaves
Author: Spida Da Soopadoopa Masta Warp-ead
+++Transmission Initiated+++

Oi! I 'ent no grot, yer squiggly git! I'z Gran-Soopadoopa Warp-ead Spida, spowkez-ork fer Da Big Boss. 'E sendz 'iz 'pologiez, cuz wez been imp-ployed already. me grot assistent iz finkin yer spikeboy types iz a bit odd cuzz yerz alluz callin 'im an me '' m'dea suchansuch ''.

+++Transmission Terminated+++

nethirsalis

02-02-09, 12:15

Transmitted: Da Gork’ammer
Destination: Segmentum Ultima
Message Type: Reportin'
Date: 5399999.M41
Telepathic Duct: Spida
Author: Titch da small, Warlord ov da Black-Rock Freebooterz
+++Transmission Initiated+++

Ter me humble employa, Lord an wotsit Dakari. Titch got ter at one uv yer minin gubbinz bases on Too-lan-ar an 'E thinks ter 'imself dat dere'z sum rukkus appenin'. Titch gets der jus' in time wiv sum spikey panzeez dat wot owed titch yer see, an Titch rekonz 'E did good keepin dem beakie boyz off da most of da minin gubbinz at da base, only da big drill got taken. Woz a good fight dat one.

+++Transmission Terminated+++

Pils

02-02-09, 10:16

Transmitted: The Twilight Host
Destination: Segmentum Ultima
Message Type: Recent Slave Raindings
Date: 5399999.M41
Telepathic Duct: Unkown
Author: Archon Athsho
+++Transmission Initiated+++

Greetings All, i am Archon Athsho, Lord of the Twilight Host, i shall not be assaulting with the main forces but raiding the outlieing planets in the system. My forces currently are raiding along side the Ork forces of Titch da small, foolish but ... i gues they have there uses.

In the Slave Raids of late i captured an interesting prisoner, the so called 'Master of the Fleet' of the Ultramarines. He shall prove entertaining

+++Transmission Terminated+++

LegolaSS

02-02-09, 01:38

Transmitted: "Insert you area here"
Destination: "ow diz thing wurk?"
Message Type: "Beancanz"
Date: 5399999.M41
Telepathic Duct: Unknown
Author: Grot?
+++Transmission Failed+++
+++Transmission Failed+++
+++Transmission Failed+++
+++Transmission Initiated+++

Eh!, ello?... uuuhh... diz says iz on!... ooOO.. ello orcies!!!
we senda ship wiz da killza canz on two eugh, dunt know ow long tiz take...
howz ew make iz stop?... NO!.. stop itz, get ew own one!, *Swabble*...

+++Transmission Terminated+++

LegolaSS

02-02-09, 01:48

*main screen flickers oddly and loud error bleeps are heard*

Transmitted: *ERROR*
Destination: *ERROR*
Message Type: *ERROR*
Date: *ERROR*
Telepathic Duct: *ERROR*
Author: *ERROR*

+++Transmission Initiated+++

Greeting all... for the daemons born of ash will arrive before the date required!, we have some objectives to accomplish before the day, we are sending randomized warps to planets near by to disrupt the alliance, we shall slay their children, destroy their farms, desecrate their factories and maul all living creatures on their worlds... for none shall stand against the flames of the daemons born of ash... we have already required the assistance of fateweaver and are making truce with the gods for this coming day... we will be ready... will you?....

+++Transmission Terminated+++

The Question

03-02-09, 05:54

Transmitted: Da Empra's Throne
Destination: All of da ork forces onn Too-lan-ar
Message Type: Orda's
Date: 5400999.M41
Telepathic Duct: Lexiluthorcanum Shadork da Brain-Thief
Author: Dakari

Ta all Orks on Too-lan-ar, I az been given a vizion by all powerful Gork (or wuz it Mork? Canna remember...) On da planet, der iz a load of shiny rocks dat will make an Ork even 'arder dan 'e iz already!

Now den, ta bizness, I iz da only one 'oo knows wot dez shiny rocks look like. So, if ya follow me, da great Suprem' Major General, Chapta' Masta', Lord Sola', Waaagh-Masta, High Lord o' Terra, Guv'na of Lemon-Cane-Um, Gork-Empra of Orkkind, Warboss Dakari in da great Waaagh! Dakari, and 'elp me conquer Too-lan-ar, I will make sure dat ya all get az many shiny rocks az ya dizerve!

Ta sweeten da deal, any 'oomie vehicles dat ya manage ta loot on Too-lan-ar, ya can keep 'dem! Da 'arder ya fight, da more shiny rocks n 'oomies vehicles ya get!

Oos wiv me!

LegolaSS

04-02-09, 02:23

Transmitted: *ErRUR*
Destination: *FRrOP*
Message Type: *EPRUr*
Date: *FPPOP*
Telepathic Duct: *eRrOr*
Author: *EPPUR*

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*screen flickers wildly with a black and white fuzz*

Orcs of this realm, we will send our forces to gather the power from these rocks... we know that places where these rocks are, the better chance of manifesting there, we shall take them back into the warp and fire them onto the battle field in the moments before the battle... then there will be no problems in spawning a warp hole to flood the creatures of ash into the fray!, of course... if you get in our way we will be forced to de-limb any orc who apposes us... you have been warned...

*screen de-powers*
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*screen re-powers*

Warlord_Krumpit

22-05-09, 09:15

Transmitted : Threw ma wierdboy
Destination : Anywun who can ear
Message type : Greetinz
Date : Taday
Telapathic duct : HURRR
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DIS IS WARLORD KRUMPIT N I FINK U IZ ALL A BUNCH OF WEEDY GROTZ! Owever u iz still better then dem stinkin humies so letz all be grod fa now. Frum all dese messages ma wierdboy as been pickin up it seemz dat there is gonna be a big scrap at lemecainum. Me n da lads av been makin it up dere ded fast in our trukks so we can get some krumpin in hurrr. Ma lootas av been lootin tonz of imperils tanks on da way and paintin em red so dey iz dead orky.Anywayz i woz finkin, doe anywun av a cunnin plan fur dis waaagh or iz it da usual wun ov just being liek WAAAAAAAAAAGHH n den hittin dem?
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The Question

28-05-09, 04:09

Transmitted: Too-la..... Dakari's World!
Destination: All of da survivorz o' da Lemon-cane-um
Message Type: Da mono-log o' Dakari
Date: 5500002.M41
Telepathic Duct: Lexiluthorcanum Shadork da Brain-Thief
Author: Dakari

Ta all dose oo fought an died on Lemon-cane-um, I, da Suprem' Major General, Chapta' Masta', Lord Sola', Waaagh-Masta, High Lord o' Terra, Guv'na of Lemon-Cane-Um, Gork-Empra of Orkkind, and King of Too-lan-ar Warboss Dakari, az a message for ya...

Ta fa da diztraction!!!

Dat's right! While you wuz fightin' da 'oomies I 'ad only sent a small amount o' ladz from me Waaagh! to 'elp da late Duth-ari. While da oomies on Too-lan-ar sent most of derr ladz to 'elp da false Guv'na.

While yooz were fightin' (an' gettin duffed up) I overrun Too-lan-ar in a matter o' 'ours! All da rocks belong to Dakari! Waaaagh!!!

But dunna worry, now that Dakari's World belongs ta me, I can come ta Lemon-cane-um meself next time. Oo knows, maybe wi' me in charge, ya might win next time!

Plastic

28-05-09, 10:58

“Kneel.”

The voice that snaked out across the chamber was smooth, laden with a honeyed tone that forced its way into the minds of the four naked guardsman shackled around its edge. As one, they dropped to the floor and threw out their arms, as if offering their bare torsos to the robbed figure atop the dias in the centre of the room. Stepping up to the raised podium, the figure drew a slender knife from the folds of his robe and placed it next to the room’s sixth occupant. Glancing down, Jal’reesh regarded the perfection of his muse. Her curvaceous figure, framed by ringlets of raven black hair, lay immobile on the polished marble slab, save for the occasional shiver as eldritch energies skittered across it, guided by the sorcerers mind.

‘Gift of the Gods,’ thought Jal’reesh as he slipped the thin fuchsia sheet from her body and cast it to the floor. Retrieving the dagger, the sorcerer began making slight cuts into the surface of the slave’s chest. He paced around her, making many incisions from different angles, taking care to not to draw blood. His work done, Jal’reesh stood back, admiring the intricate patterns now adorning his muse.

“Sui’thrah.”

With a single word, the etheric breeze became a tempest, filling the room with a glittering golden mist. The guardsmen chained at the chamber’s edges began to writhe and moan, the images of infinite ecstasy brought by the cloud causing their muscles to spasm uncontrollably. Protected by the dark wards he had carved into the muse’s flesh, Jal’reesh pushed his mind beyond the hurricane’s eye. Latching onto each of the consciences in turn, he drew them back to his. Closing his eyes, the sorcerer became attuned to each mind in turn, ensuring they were completely enthralled and entirely oblivious to the events unfolding around them. Once satisfied, the final symbol he had carved upon the offering’s flesh appeared to his mind’s eye.

Pausing for a second, Jal’reesh perused its encapsulating beauty, a marriage of both gender and identity so perfect, that for one less devoted that he to look upon it would be to condemn their minds to the agony of eternal pleasure.

He opened his eyes…

Had the guardsmen’s lips not been sewn together, their horrified screams would likely have deafened anyone within the chamber. Instead, Jal’reesh heard psychic screams resonate around the room. The noise continued for several seconds before…

“CRACK!”

As one, the guardsmen’s spines snapped, their suddenly lifeless forms hanging limp from the chains that bound them. With a start, the muse sat bolt upright, a ghostly purple glaze marring the sapphire orbs of her eyes. Twisting her head round to face Jal’reesh, a single word escaped the glistening lips.

“Leminkainen…”