Now my sons for the Sixth Time it begins
War, terrible and beautiful war.
War is what we were made for, me and you all, to fight for the Imperium of man. The world bellow called by its natives Gaia, we shall know it as 411-6, the sixth world we shall take for my father. The Emperor of Mankind, perhaps this world shall have the honor of becoming one of the High Stars. But due to the defiance their Emissaries showed me, the disrespect shown to my Sister when she went to treat with them. As is my custom I had decided to reason with them. Of course their answer was to attack our fleet.
We have destroyed their fleet, with Army ships as well as our own Legion vessels, the Enemy has only their guns upon the planets surface to target us. They wait for the end I shall, we shall deliver upon them. Though they see us as Gods we are Mortal, though Superhuman we be. You are Astartes, never forget your task. You are to be the Keepers of Mankind, the Imperium, when all others flee in the face of the foe you must stand like rocks against the tide.
Now we must prepare for war, all I ask is that you do what you do best, to liberate worlds from Tyranny through the use of force no other warriors may command. Send down your wrath like the fires from on high.
Thursday, November 14, 2013
Sunday, November 3, 2013
Rising II ALL CREDIT WHERE DUE
Serenity stood looking out at the robots that milled about, the Custodes of her detail stood with her, humans against hoards of soulless machines. The rebels had some blasters and well they were tired. The robots kept on coming with massive amounts of firepower. Several of the massive warriors were wounded but they were tireless in her defense and that of the city.
"Commander, any word from my brother?" The custode removed his helm. "There is word, he is coming with 4000 Marines, Lord Curze is also coming. The Archonate will know the meaning of terror when the Night Lords take to the feild of battle." "What of the Silver Knights Commander?" The Princess of the Imperium looked out beyond the city walls. It was a wreck, they had some artillery, but not much. They held out, but for how long.
Serenity moved among the people of the city. Soon. She told them, Soon, the Angels would come to save them all. A great host shall come for the Archons.
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In the void mighty ships danced a dance of death, ships of souless metal fought with Angels. The Primarch of the II Legion sat on his flagship. The Imperial Fleet had met the Archonates, three whole fleets of them. The Space Marine vessels could take the punishment. The Primarch was using the ships here as a bait of sorts.
The ship lurched as las-cannons impacted against his flaship void sheilds. "STATUS REPORT." He bellowed as a plamsa charge burst over the sheilds. "Sheilds are holding at seventy percent, twelve enemy ships destroyed." "ARMY, WHERE IS THE DAMN Army." A slew of portals opened and out poured vessels of the Imperial Army. They with the 45th Expeditionary Fleet fought with the souless vessels. The ships cheif engineer a tech-preist who had spent much time in the service of the II Legion was most enjoying of this battle.
Magos Astromarinus Velkino stood on the catwalk above the massive reactor of the ship. It powered the warp engine, the las-weapons and the shields in addition to life support and the various other things. He looked at the holo-displays that rotated before him, his data-links brought the information from the bridge to his head. Fall and Die you blasphemies, FALL AND DIE.... he routed more power to his beloved child's weapons. The Primarch may command her and a fleet. But he had been there since her keel was placed in the docks of Mars. This was his child. EMOTION IS FOOLISH. He reminded himself. And the battle raged on.
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On the outer edges of the Archonate, war had begun, brutal bloody war had begun, the Space Marines had arrived. This was to be a war unlike anything that had been seen.
The Space Marines of the 2nd Strike Force as groupings of two to ten great companies were known made planetfall on was known as 46-12, the natives called it Galaxkos. It would soon be an Imperial World as 3000 Astartes led the way down.
"Commander, any word from my brother?" The custode removed his helm. "There is word, he is coming with 4000 Marines, Lord Curze is also coming. The Archonate will know the meaning of terror when the Night Lords take to the feild of battle." "What of the Silver Knights Commander?" The Princess of the Imperium looked out beyond the city walls. It was a wreck, they had some artillery, but not much. They held out, but for how long.
Serenity moved among the people of the city. Soon. She told them, Soon, the Angels would come to save them all. A great host shall come for the Archons.
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In the void mighty ships danced a dance of death, ships of souless metal fought with Angels. The Primarch of the II Legion sat on his flagship. The Imperial Fleet had met the Archonates, three whole fleets of them. The Space Marine vessels could take the punishment. The Primarch was using the ships here as a bait of sorts.
The ship lurched as las-cannons impacted against his flaship void sheilds. "STATUS REPORT." He bellowed as a plamsa charge burst over the sheilds. "Sheilds are holding at seventy percent, twelve enemy ships destroyed." "ARMY, WHERE IS THE DAMN Army." A slew of portals opened and out poured vessels of the Imperial Army. They with the 45th Expeditionary Fleet fought with the souless vessels. The ships cheif engineer a tech-preist who had spent much time in the service of the II Legion was most enjoying of this battle.
Magos Astromarinus Velkino stood on the catwalk above the massive reactor of the ship. It powered the warp engine, the las-weapons and the shields in addition to life support and the various other things. He looked at the holo-displays that rotated before him, his data-links brought the information from the bridge to his head. Fall and Die you blasphemies, FALL AND DIE.... he routed more power to his beloved child's weapons. The Primarch may command her and a fleet. But he had been there since her keel was placed in the docks of Mars. This was his child. EMOTION IS FOOLISH. He reminded himself. And the battle raged on.
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On the outer edges of the Archonate, war had begun, brutal bloody war had begun, the Space Marines had arrived. This was to be a war unlike anything that had been seen.
The Space Marines of the 2nd Strike Force as groupings of two to ten great companies were known made planetfall on was known as 46-12, the natives called it Galaxkos. It would soon be an Imperial World as 3000 Astartes led the way down.
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