Jack Grim
Roof Fixer

Rolled 44

Name: What IMPERIAL CITIZEN USES NAMES? WE ARE ALL THE SAME UNDERNEATH THE GAZE OF THE EMPEROR.
Job: Button Presser. we'll need the luck.

Rolled 40

>>21208003
(roll dice using dice+1d100) like so.

Rolled 66

Name: Green Pete
Box lifter

Rolled 81

Name: Bolta Vanderhuga

Profession :Roof Fixer

>>21208051
Nice.

Any other takers?
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=RFHlJ2voJHY

Rolled 54

>>21208051
>Name: Bolta Vanderhuga

>Profession :Roof Fixer

You begin to fill it out, when suddenly, an explosion rocks your feet, and the roof explodes in a mass of steel. As smog and the sounds of coughing and pain fill the air, shots ring out, followed by explosions.

The shots of a bolter.

“BLOOD FOR THE BLOOD GOD! SKULLS FOR THE SKULL THRONE!” A daemonic voice rings out, and you instinctively feel fear. 30 meters away, a troop of Khorne Berserkers emerge from a drop pod, firing into the crowd. You freeze, feeling your death close at hand.

Then a bolter shot rings out above you, and a mass of steel descends upon the crowd, and a sharp pain hits your head.

Then the world goes black.

You feel to a gentle nudging on the side of your hand. You brush it off, but it seems insistent. It brings your closer and closer to reality, pulling you out of the darkness of sleep.

Then you get whacked on the head, and jump right up.

The first thing you see is a servo skull.

The second thing you see is the factory in shambles, parts of the roof falling down.

But that's not the worst.

As you pick yourself out of the rubble, you can see the rain of drop pods in the sky. The city is ablaze with fire and chaos, and pandemonium is heard in the distance.

Here, however, is dead.

As the servo-skull bumps into your hand again, you look down at your hand, and hand it the crumpled form, which it takes and places with the rest. What's your next move?

>FOOD: All this chaos makes me hungry. Might as well die full.
>WEAPONS: I'm in a laspack factory. Let's get armed.
>SHELTER: maybe I should hide, and wait for the Space Marines. They'll come, right?
>SCOUT: Let's keep moving, and check on the situation.

(roll d100 for results/picking option.)

Rolled 30

Name: Jenny Mandrill

Profession :Roof Fixer

Rolled 3

>>21208114
We need some Lasguns, or Laspistols, or Lascutters or Hellsomething anything.

We dont want to be fucked up by the hordes of the heretics.

Rolled 9

Lets find some weapons and armor, pistol, rifle doesn't matter. See if we can find some hotshot las packs and maybe a knife or something. ('course if we have to use that we're probably fucked.) See if there's any hazardous worker gear, padding, jumpsuits, hard hats. Shit like that.

Rolled 23

>>21208139
>>21208224
These fucking rolls!

IN THE EMPEROR'S NAME I HEREBY ROLL THESE DICE FOR WEAPONS AND ARMOR!

Rolled 70

Stimothy Bigletts

roof fixer get

Rolled 2

>>21208257
Your roll is only slightly better!

Rolled 14

Apparently we are not much for weapons.. how about some food then, dice?

Rolled 44

>>21208276
All these terrible rolls. Whyyy.

Rolled 88

Rolling for what to do next.

Rolled 22

>>21208297
clearly there are HERETICS in this thread.

>>21208303
Shit, we Khornate now.

Rolled 100

>>21208303
Button presser Stimothy here, scouting ahead. Jenny, Bolta, Jack, you guys find some food.

Rolled 28

>>21208343

>rolled 100.
>ohemperorwhathaveidone

Rolled 18

>3,9,23 low success, interesting result.

You scramble through the rubble, looking for something, anything. Aside from a variety of poles and pipes to swing, there's nothing.

Then you spot it.

Underneath all that mess, there's a box. Dragging it out, you read the words “C-PatternLAS” written, as well as some meaningless numbers, as well as a stamp that says “REJECT” on it in bright red letters. You pull it out. The rifle is in pristine condition, and you can't find anything wrong with it. Grabbing a laspack from the ground, you slap it in, the meter reading “100%.” You pull the trigger.

Nothing. No wonder it was a reject.

Then the damn thing kicks your shoulder like a space marine's power hammer, and you stumble backwards. Picking yourself up, you stare at the damage. The wall in front of you sports a man-sized hole scorching from the heat, and you wince. That will certainly take out something big. You check the laspack. It's a scorched, melted mix of plasteel and metal.

“better then nothing.” You mutter, and grab a pipe as well.

What's next?

Rolled 66

>>21208343
>you are but one man, and the rest are dead. Shall we save this 100 for later?

Rolled 54

>>21208390
I am but one man. What is my situation?

Rolled 100

>>21208422
(First time in a quest? In this quest, everyone plays the same character, decided at the start. current situation was just posted.)

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>>21208377
>the damn thing kicks

Every action has an equal and opposite reaction. In this case, the action is the movement of almost massless particles. There is no way that the reaction should be so large.

>>21208443
oh that's how this works? well it's nowhere near as fun as it sounded like it was going to be. have fun guys.

>>21208458
It's the machine-spirit's fault, obviously.

It clearly doesn't like us.

Rolled 98

>>21208458
Some Las- weapons have a certain 'kick' to them AFAIK.
It's always been that way.
>>21208377
Pray.
I've never been a very religious person, but I know that Darkness when I see it, and NO MAN could hope to live through this without the Emperor's protection.

Rolled 41

>>21208458
(Going off off of fluff where lasguns have kick. Let's assume so techpriest decided it would be a good idea for there to be an artificial kick because guardsmen liked it more.)

Rolled 6

>>21208458
>>21208390
A: save that 100 for when we NEED it.

B: it's a rejected Lasrifle for a reason. clearly it uses plasma or something along with it's normal tech.

D: lets find some more Laspacks and get going.

Rolled 22

>>21208489
> 98
This should suffice for a genuine miracle, HA!

Rolled 83

"Dearest Emperor 'pon the thron on holy Terror, I your humble servant ask you now for help in this time of need. Your enemies have come to my world now and hope to slaught the innocent and guilty alike and it is my hope that you preserve my life tht I may serve you better."


"Failing that at least let me die relatively painlessly."

Rolled 21

>>21208489
>98
You utter a quick prayer to the god-emperor, and despite the situation, you are sure he heard your prayer.

You decide that further praying is useless, and rifle on your back, you stride into the city. All around you, the hive world is in shambles, though this part is particularly silent. Off in the distance, you can hear the sounds of battle.

Signs that the city has not yet fallen.

That gives you hope, at the very least.

On your path, you find some meager supplies, and store them for later, if later does indeed exist.

The is a comm-station nearby, a fight off in the distance, and the shambles of factory around you.

>what now? (Previous options are also available.)

>>21208522
-holy terra-
-'pon the throne-

fuckin' Typos.

Well inbetween the 98 and 83 I think we've managed to land some divine attention.

>>21207669
"dice+1d100"

Rolled 61

testin

Rolled 56

>>21208523
find some armor, co-opted safety equipment, actual guard issue stuff, whatever.

We're going to need everything we can get to survive this.

>>21208458
That's a LOT of energy projected forward through the barrel (enough to melt a man-sized hole through we'll say steel). There's going to be some punch to that sucker.

Or it's possible it was just the shockwave from the vaporized wall that just FELT like recoil.

>>21208566
we need to name this rifle. It uses up an entire Laspack per shot and it could probably blow a hole in a Space Marine, so it's like a mini LasCannon.

I hereby Dub it "The Emperor's Stern Glare"

"The Glare" for short.

>>21208587
I second the motion.

Rolled 38

>>21208523
Locate armor, or a field-expedient equivalent.

Rolled 15

>>21208565
>56
You search through the rubble once again, but you have turned up nothing except for a flashlight and a safety helmet/goggles. It might be useful.

Inventory:
“Broken” LAS-Rifle “The Glare”
18 Las-packs
1 steel pipe
1 flashlight
helmet/goggles
1 “Power of the Emperor” Energy bar.

What now?

>>21208458
I think you're forgetting the small factor that they are chemical lasers without any form of heat/gas dispersion. So, a bunch of very dense salt is converted to gas, then the gas shoots out behind it, giving a usually small kick. Given the propensity for damage this thing has, it's probably using as much as half the clip per shot, and as doing so would be with a gun, this lasgun has a monstrous kick. The only real problem is that the las blast is always going to move faster than the gas, so you'll probably see the damage before the kick arrives, but such small details are generally irrelevant.

Rolled 9

>>21208608
>38
You have found a construction hard-suit. it's just some hard material on a fabric coverall, but it might stop a few scrapes. Won't stop a bolter, though.

Rolled 43

>>21208587
Thirded.
I read somewhere that this type of behavior can actually be canonically produced by tampering with the Las in question, and that Guardsmen are sometimes doing it in a pinch. Naturally, it's a death sentence in most cases.

>>21208618
Turn 360 degrees and walk away from the fighting. We might be able to help, but we'll likely die trying.

Rolled 24

Okay now lets try to find some rations, no point in having 18 shots for The Glare if we starve to death. Get some potable water and a package of protien bars.

>>21208654
Overcharge settings and such aren't that powerful, but you can get to hellgun strength. Of course, the lasgun isn't built to those tolerances, so at that point, it could literally explode(whichever 40k RPG has it, makes it unreliable).

Rolled 30

>>21208642
Hey, it's better than nothing.

>>21208618
Let's see if we can scare up a backpack (or similar, if we don't have one) and any more Laspacks (because we want as many shots as we can carry), and then do the bug-out boogie.

Vote we bug out towards the comm station.

If we see any non-chaos troops...do something. Hope they don't think we're a traitor guardsman, maybe?

>>21208654
Sounds like somebody tried to hotshot it into a Hellgun and kind of...overshot their target.

Rolled 1

>>21208699
>>21208678
After putting everything into a hardpack and lashing a few straps onto it, you shrug it on. You then head through the wreckage backwards, spurred by some reason to watch your back as you enter the mess.
The hiss of a radio startles you, and you nearly jump. Hoping for survivors, you rush towards it, and thumb the button.

The voice on the other side crackles and pops over the line, but you hear this:

“this is a member of the Adeptus Sororitas! We demand back-up in sector 14 of the factory district in the name of the emperor! All who hear this call, answer, and do yout duty for the imperium of man!”

What now?

>>21208699
>>21208692
>>21208654
Well experimentation is normally frowned on in the imperium, but if a guardsman can kitbash a normal lasgun into a Hellgun Lite there's no reason a savvy tech priest can't turn a normal lasgun into a mini-lascannon. 'Course it's probably tech heresy so the maker of that rifle probably got blammed.

>>21208738
How up exactly are we on self-preservation? Sisters of battle are summoning all able hands, and we are well minded servants of the emperor, I just don't know how keen I am on dying.

I say head for sector 14, and pray to the emperor the fighting is over before we get there.

Rolled 54

>>21208738
IN THE EMPEROR'S NAME, HEED THE CALL!

Seriously we're fucked just about every which way we go so we might as well try to hook up with the adeptas Sororitas.

See if the radio can send a signal, ask the person on the other end for directions. Identify ourselves but try not to give away our position to anyone who's listening.

Rolled 52

>>21208738
We prayed.
This is obviously our answer.

TO BATTLE.

Rolled 99

>>21208738
We're going to regret this, but...we have prayed for His guidance and protection and felt His eyes upon us. He would probably disapprove of us shirking our duty to Him at this point.

Head for sector 14 and do what we can.

Also, if we can figure out the radio, bring it with us (assuming it's man-portable) and let the Sisters know that we're a factory worker with imporvised equipment and please don't shoot us on sight.

Rolled 86

>>21208797
> 99
Ohboyherewego.

I'm seriously laughing HARD right now.

>>21208797
Okay, after a roll like that, I feel the need to slap my name on.

Rolled 97

>>21208797
If we had gotten a 100, what would that mean?

How do you critically succeed at answering the call to battle?

>>21208846
Fall to Khorne. Daemonic strength get.

careful now gents, lets only roll when we're doing something important, don't wanna use up our good rolls to say how awesome that one roll was.

>>21208827
Good to see you.
>>21208846
Yea.
It's called becoming a living saint.

>>21208846
You charge full tilt towards a tank and take it (and everything around it) out with one well-placed and/or lucky shot at the fuel storage/reactor/energy storage matrix.

Rolled 82

>>21208797
If duty calls, you must answer. You try to respond, but the radio is broken, and bulky, so you set it down.

Like any good citzen of the imperium, you head towards Sector 14. Living in the Hive World for so long, you know excatly where it is, and run with utmost haste. As you do, cries for the emperor clash against cries for Khorne, and soon, the sounds of war seem the next street over. fortune is on your side, for you have arrived from an angle where neither party is aware of your presence. Looking out, you see the red of Khorne's troops fighting against the PDF between the cracks in the buildings. How do you approach?

Ground: Join the mass of troops.
Stairs: fight from the windows.
(Acrobatic Unlock!) Ascend the nearby church spire, and have the best vantage point on the field.

Rolled 76

>>21208458
There is actuallt such a thing as radiation pressure from light and light does have an impulse in the totally classical-mechanics sense. True story bro. So newtons law of equal and opposite action does apply. Though you most likely wouldn't even fell a hinch anyway :/

Rolled 36

>>21208873
Ascend the spire, quickly before it's too late!

>>21208852
heretic pls go.

>>21208873
We have a hellaciously powerful one-shot-per-laspack rifle. Our best bet is probably going the sniper route. We're gonna fight from the windows, 'cos, y'know, shots from the spire are likely to inspire....

Fuck it. The Emperor has called us. Climb the spire.

Rolled 48

>>21208873
Spire ascent, fuck yeah!
>>21208852
Well, someone already rolled 88, the dubs of Khorne.
Also, now that I think about it, quite a few post numbers have had 88 in them.

Rolled 68

>>21208906
With a roll, even.

Rolled 54

>>21208873
RNG pls.

> (Acrobatic Unlock!) Ascend the nearby church spire, and have the best vantage point on the field.

Rolled 3

>>21208873
IN THE EMPEROR'S NAME, CLIMB THAT SPYRE.

WITH THE EMPEROR'S STERN GLARE WE SHALL PURGE THE HERETICS FROM THE FIELD OF BATTLE!

Rolled 74

Don't care what we do, but we do it like a badass and we do it with style!

Rolled 45

>>21208924
In style? We're a factory worker in improvised gear. Fuck style, we do things the down-and-dirty, not-pretty-but-effective way.

Rolled 46

>>21208951
It's a dirty job but we'll do it anyway.

IN THE EMPEROR'S NAME!

Rolled 25

>>21208924
>>21208951
>>21208987
It has been pointed out to me that "not-pretty-but-effective" can be considered a style in and of itself. Objection withdrawn.

IN HIS NAME!

>>21208873
the glare is going to be a bitch what with that recoil, but it will make an effective sniping weapon if we can get clear shots. Considering that our opponents are eight to twelve feet tall and dress in bright red armor this shouldn't be that hard.

Rolled 74

Rollan so we don't fall off a spire and die horribly.

Rolled 76

As the roar of gunfire and flamers rage around you, you ascend the spire, climbing the wreckage to do so. The sounds are deafening, but you pay no heed for your grip is sure. Grabbing onto the roof, you hoist yourself up onto the top. A golden angel statue greets you with a cold gaze, looking down upon you and the battlefield. Down below, the PDF and Sisters of Battle wage a brave fight, but the Khorne troops advance upon their position, slowly but surely.

They charge, and cut through the troops like butter. One particular berserker knocks aside all in his away, destroying a squad of sisters in an instant. As they fall, his eyes fall upon a wounded Sister on the ground.

Berserker raises his ax.

At the same time, you raise your rifle, a prayer unbidden springing from your lips.

“Yea, though I walk through the valley of the shadow of death,
I will fear no evil, for the Emperor is with me;
your sword and shield, they comfort me.
I am but an instrument of the emperor's will.
Through me, all may be saved.

The Emperor protects.”

You pull the trigger.

Rolled 28

>>21209091

The shot is blinding. Consumed by light, the battlefield turns a brilliant white, for an instant. Then colour returns, and all that is left standing are two legs, which fall down. The Sister on the ground, struggles to her feet, and grabs her chainsword.

“For the Emperor!” She charges, and your rifle follows, an instrument of death. As her blade falls upon the heretics, so does your aim, sending light pulsing down the battlefield. The men beside her pick up the charge, and the fields of battle turn. Now the heretics are struggling losing ground by the second. Up above, you see targets and eliminate them with a mere flick of your finger. Down below they see you as an angel of death, delivering the glare of the emperor upon those unworthy.

Together, you turn the tides of battle.

As your rifle barks less and less, the troops stop their fighting, and soon, the battle is over. Down below, the remaining Sister issues orders, and the men look your direction and point you out. What is your next step?

>>21209061
The Glare is clearly the Las-Gun equivelent of an antitank rifle. The recoil is horendus and the ammo goes by quick but anything you hit is going to die in a single shot.

All we have to do is pick out the important targets to make our ammo count.

Rolled 15

>>21209104
Descend the spire and report to whoever is in charge. Do so with a stoic "I'm am simply a tool of The Emperor" kind of resolve. Also see if we can get some more supplies there is another area that might need assistance where we could snipe from.

Rolled 23

Lets get down there and meet and greet our new best friends. Preferably without breaking our necks. If anyone asks where the glare came from tell the truth; You dug it out of some rubble, clearly the emperor meant for you to have it.

Rolled 42

>>21209104
Well, our options are basically to run away and try to become a semi-mythical Angel of Death who destroys Chaos from on high, unseen by friend or foe


Or we can head on down, introduce ourself, and probably not have to scavenge for ammo and food.

I vote for the latter.

Rolled 81

Let's go down and greet these nice ladies.

In before we get executed for being scum

Rolled 44

>>21209153
Can't become an angel of death without flight.
Guess what Sisters have.
Time for gifts.
>>21209104
Introduce yourself.
Be VERY respectful, this isn't Star Trek or Andromeda.

Rolled 71

>>21209182
You descend, not to thunderous applause or cheers, but the nods and satisfaction of men who know you have saved them. You have earned their respect, a far greater gift then anything material. You rejoice in the moment.

Then a voice interrupts it.

“CITIZEN!”

It's a Sister of Battle. You work your way to it, and she stands amongst the men. She glares at you, and you stay stock still, uncertain.

Then she sticks out her hand. “Sister Rosa, with Order Militant, branch of the Adeptus Sororitas.”

You shake it hesitantly. “Bolta, civilian from Sector 12. I serve the Emperor.”

Suprisingly formal and still, she begins to speak. “I would like to thank you for assisting our troops. Consider yourself drafted into this PDF regiment.” With this, she turns and walks off, issuing orders, heading back to the other sisters nearby.

The men near you roll their eyes and pull you towards a campfire. “them women don't understand. We're just disposable to them. But you, sir. Saved us. We'd like to give you our thanks, and the emperor too.” as the men set out food and work on their weapons, you answer questions about your weapon and you honestly. For a few minutes, you find respite.

>>21209414

Then the sisters order then men up, and you choke down the remnants of a ductrat and water as you fall into formation. You notice that the Sisters are forming ahead. As you take your position, one passes you.

the one you saved on the battlefield.

"Thank you." she whispers, before taking her position.

As you march, Sister Rosa, from the head of the formation, begins to speak.

“we've received orders to secure factory sectors and assist in nearby battles. Our next objective is the material plant in sector 15. a small detachment of Space Marines have been deployed, and we're to assist in destroying those there in the name of the Emperor.”

You recall Sector 15. Set into a massive rock, it's an open field, with a generator smack dab in thee center.

“We're to charge through the main gates, in his name.” the men voice dissention, and she glares at them.
“What would you suggest?”

the men look at you.

What do you say?

>>21209429
You recall your options. There's a vehicle plant nearby, as well as tunnels leading to the generator underneath. The materials plant is hooked up to a lava flow, which if properly redirected, could do some damage. The space marines are already fighting in the open field of the materials plant.

Got a plan?

>>21209429
"They probably mean to hold the generator, if we charge we'll be charging right into a kill zone, there's barely any cover for us. We'll be slaughtered.

Do we have any vehicles available to us? Can we call in air support? Does anyone know any alternate passage ways or maintenance ways that can pass below the field and get us to an advantageous position?"

>>21209474
>>21209469
Well, you just kind of answered my questions. Given that the Space Marines are already on the open field portion I think the best option would be to go through the tunnels. It makes the best use of the people here knowing the area and will allow us to outflank the enemy.

>>21209469
(i forgot, roll.)

Rolled 49

>>21209499
>Well, you just kind of answered my questions. Given that the Space Marines are already on the open field portion I think the best option would be to go through the tunnels. It makes the best use of the people here knowing the area and will allow us to outflank the enemy.
Seconded.

Thing is, how do we get them to do this?
We are scum after all, not a SoB.
Hell, we're not even an administratum paper pusher.

Rolled 7

Be respectful, but point out that wasting the lives of men, even in the name of the emperor is foolish. Why alow ggood men to die when you can save their lives for far more meanigful deaths on a battlefield later?

Our orders are to destroy the enemy forces in the Material Plant of sector 15 not to die gloriously in his name.

Therefore we should eschew tactics that will result in mass death. (glorius charges) and make use of Guerilla tactics (hit and run) and try to force the heretics into places where marksmen and volleies of las gun fire can take them down.

I'm no strategist so anyone who knows Taktiks can and should to correct me and any mistakes I've made.

Rolled 100

>>21209538
Rollan
>>21209552
We just showed up like a fucking angel of death. The men of the PDF will follow us into hell after what we did and I think the Sister in charge notices that. If we suggest something good and the men of the PDF cheer for us I think she'll listen.

Rolled 40

>>21209469
"There's maintenance tunnels under that plant that'll take us to the generator without having to go through the top. There's more cover down there for us, and we'll have the advantage of surprise."

Rolled 91

>>21209618
Add on to that a shug and, "Take the generator, take the plant."

Rolled 75

>>21209552
I DECLARE THE DICE SIMULATOR OF THIS BOARD TO BE A HERETICAL SYMPATHIZER!

anyway, yeah we're scum. But We're scum with a rifle Given to us a techpriest with a fondness for experi- BY THE EMPEROR! IT IS AN ARTIFACT BLESSED BY THE EMPEROR HIMSELF! GIVEN TO US IN OUR HOUR OF NEED!

Also there's the simple fact that we know of tunnels, and there are already Spess Muhreens fighting in the square. Therefore it is only logical to approach via the tunnels and to take the heretics by surprise.

Our orders are to kill them, not waste our lives on a glorius charge. We can only kill enemies of the Imperium if we're alive and relatively healthy after all.

Emphasize that troops are no good if they're injured or dead, therefore a true servant of the Emperor will spend their lives in the most efficient and sensible way possible.

Rolled 99

>>21209656
Okay, but
> SoB
> sensible
Half their success can be attributed to denying reality and substituting their own.
I'm just messin'.

>>21209601
Okay, what did we crit for?
My suggestion?

>>21209601
“Aside from not dying? I vote for heading through the tunnels underneath, possibly sabatoging the generator, which they seem to plan on keeping. We've got some vehicles nearby to aid in transit.”

the Sister snarls. “Do you fear battle, guardsman? Cover is for the weak!” As you mentally hit yourself for challenging a Sister of Battle, a voice speaks up.

“He has a point, Sister Rosa.”
“And what is his point, Sister Althea? All I see is man to scared to enter battle!”

Sister Althea steps up, and you recognize her as the Sister you saved. “they would be useless in a battle, then. If they took this option, they would be far more helpful, and would not interfere with us in our fight. The glory shall be ours for victory.”

you see Sister Rosa consider it. “And if they fail, what then?”

“Then the Emperor has found them wanting.” She responds smoothly.

“Fine.' She turns to you and says.

“Enter the tunnels beneath the generator by any means possible, and support us from the inside. Take these men with you, and whatever else you need. May the Emperor protect.” With that she grabs the Sisters, and they charge forward. Sister Althea stays behind momentarily, and nods.

“Don't die, guardsman.”

With that, she joins the rest.

What now? (Don't forget rolls.)

Rolled 60

>>21209711
We got a 99 and a 100, can we use those?

>>21209710
(If you want to use it for something go ahead. earlier rolls we good enough for the event to play out, anyway.)

Rolled 68

>>21209711
All right, quick inventory time.

What are our available assets?

Rolled 52

>>21209711
>>21209725

I'll use my 99 for a quick peptalk and maybe some super-short prayer with the men.
Then we proceed according to plan.

>>21209723
(I have an idea.)
there are three tunnels that head on separate paths, and you have about 119 men with you at last count. they all meet at generator, but are pretty much isolated. Route 1 is winding and long, but is big enough for vehicles. route 2 is straight underneath, and is the shortest, but right under the battlefield. route 3 is big enough for a few motorbikes/service carts, but passes through a tunnel that arches over the battlefield what do you do with everyone?

Rolled 49

A: save that sweet crit for later. (think of it as a limit break.)

B: IN THE EMPEROR'S NAME! DESCEND INTO THE DEPTHS OF THIS WRETCHED HIVE AND CLAIM SOME VEHICLES THAT WE MAY SPEED OUR WAY TO THE GENERATOR'S CONTROLS!

>>21209741
3 tunnels mentioned in >>21209763, a vehicle plant nearby with a variety of civilian vehicles, (no flyers) and 120 men including yourself. All are armed with a variety of lasguns and grenade launchers, with a few rocket launchers in the back. Laspacks are aplenty. Also

(acrobatic Unlock!) there's a taut cable that runs from the generator up to a tall Electrical tower nearby. you could ride it somehow...

Rolled 51

>>21209763
With my 75 requisition some large, heavy APC style vehicles (ore haulers or whatever) and have half of those ride down the long winding path.

We take the other half of the men and IN THE EMPEROR'S NAME(!) take them down the shortest direct path. (also see if we can salvage a PDF jacket or something in the meantime so we're easier to identify as one of the boys.)

Rolled 81

>>21209814
Okay I keep the whole split the men up plan BUT: Requisition a motorcycle or a speeder or something and ride across that taut cable to the electrical tow so we'll have a sweet vantage point for the Emperor's Glare.

Oh and equip our PDF boys with that ordinance that's just laying the fuck around. (and find a las pistol or something, switch out that pipe with a bayonet.)

>>21209814
(this info might change plans.)

Rolled 46

>>21209854
I actually endorse this plan. But try and time it so that the boys going the short route and the boys going the long route hit at roughly the same time.

Rolled 82

>>21209854
(Sorry, was eating lunch; am back now)
I also support this motion.

>>21209854
>81

You order the man to grab some vehicles, and direct them to the long path. As the vehicle whirr and hum, descending into the depths, you take the other half, and proceed through the short path, the sounds of battle roaring overhead. Passing some grates, a quick look out shows you how evenly matched the forces are, neither side winning.

Hopefully, you can change that.

As you progress through, hoping that nothing decides to cave in the tunnel, your prayers are answered, and you make it to the underside of the generator safely. On the sides, you can see exit ramps that lead directly to the battlefield, as well as maintenance ports that run through the generator itself, perfect for troops to hide in. there's a safety disable that would destroy the entire machine, but you doubt the machine spirits would be too happy with you tampering with it. As the vehicles roar through the winding path, you notice some unusual cargo in tow.

A Dreadnought.

“Found 'im wandering the tunnels sir. Mutterin' something 'bout tactics.”

“I WAS NOT MUTTERING. I WAS PLANNING OUT LOUD.” the Dreadnought replies.

“he seemed lost, so we took 'im with us.”

“I WAS NOT LOST. I WAS TEMPORARILY DISORIENTED.”

“In any case, he likes our plan. Never heard about no patchwork grey marines, though.”

“IT IS NOT PATCHWORK. IT IS CAMOUFLAGE. AND AT LEAST YOUR GROUP IS REASONABLE ABOUT FIGHTS, INSTEAD OF CHARGING INTO BATTLE LIKE MY BATTLE-BROTHERS IN BLUE. THEREFORE, I WILL DEFER TO YOUR COMMANDERS. WHAT WOULD YOU REQUEST OF THIS UNIT?”

What do you say/plan?

Rolled 87

>>21209987
A reasonable dreadnaught, fuckin' glorius.

Okay we need to shut down that generator. If our long career of fifddling with roof unit air conditioners isn't helpful maybe the Dreadnaught or one of the men can help us turn it off.

Regardless the enemy seems to want the egenerator so as a VERY last resort destroy it. But first lets try to just deactivate it.

Rolled 100

>>21209987
Okay, show some motherfucking respect. This is not only a Space Marine, this is a fucking Dreadnought.

"Honored Dreadnought, as you may have noticed we are far squishier than you are.

I would request that you take point for a group of us as we head up to head up the generator and aid us in clearing it of the enemy so the enemy has nowhere to fall back to and nowhere to hide.

The rest of our troops will use the exit ramps to perform hit and run attacks on the flanks and back of the enemy to prevent our allies from losing any more ground.

Does this plan sound amenable?"

>>21209987
What weapons does the Dreadnought have?

>>21210050
I'll get behind that 100 roll.

Rolled 79

>>21209987
>>21210050
Translation: Use the vehicles and Dreadnought as mobile cover, use harrying attacks from the flanks as feasible.

Rolled 84

>>21210050
Also second that

>>21210050
where were all these 100s when i was questing the other day?

>>21210060
(plasma cannon and powerfist/hurricane bolter)
also, beginning writefagging of battle. give me some time. 100 is success, no matter what.)

>>21210102
I dunno man, but at this rate we're going to end up with half a dozen promotions, the position of liaison to the SoB and take Sister Althea as our wife.

I think it's clear that the Emperor is with us this day.

But let us not grow prideful brothers, for it is when we grow smug that Tzeentch most enjoys revealing that our Waifu is in fact, a Husbando.

>>21210138
i dont see how we couldn't!

>>21210243
what did I just say about pride and having too much of a certain kind of vice?

You will bring the lord of change down on our heads!

>>21209987
Well OPs obviously typing up a storm wherever he is...

So this dreadnaught...he needs aname. He's a reasonable marine and they like diplomacy.

Lets call him the Venerable Killinger.

>>21210467
We could always ask if he has a name/rank that he goes by.

>>21210536
Smart man.

>>21210536
I'm attempting to bump the thread with conversation

That sounds suspiciously like a sensible answer.

Where's your hydra tattoo Alpha Legionarre?!

>>21210121

You lay out your plans, and men move into action. Meanwhile, on the field, the troops of the imperium fall back, assaulted on all sides.

The chaplain of the Space Marines yells. “Onwards, battle-brothers and sisters! For the Emperor!” He charges forward, only to get cut short by a horde of bloodletters. As his men drag him back, one of them groans.

“We should have listened to out dreadnought-brother Ollian this time,”

“You always say that, brother.”

“Well, this time I meant it.” he snaps back, running his powerfist through a bloodletter's face.
“at least the sisters decided to bring bolters instead of flamers, this time.”

meanwhile, the Sisters of Battle fought against the horde, bolters spitting fury and defiance.

“Where are those guardsmen, Sister Althea?” Sister Rosa barks.

“They'll come! I'm sure of it!” She responds, her ayes narrowing in search of the next attack.

“Well, they better come now!” A Space marine replies. “there is glory in death, but more in livi-”

The Space marine is knocked aside by a particularly nasty Khorne Beserker. He raises his axe-
And a brilliant shot rings out, illuminating the field, and taking out the Beserker.

>>21210657
“FOR VICTORY!” Dreadnought and man yell in combination, the vehicles pouring out across the battlefield, cutting through troops like butter. The dreadnought's voice rings across the field, and a sister allows herself a defiant grin.

On your side, You fire and reload, fire and reload, taking out the big targets, you gun leaving craters in it's wake. You do not feel pain, or empathy or disgust. When you shoot, you feel naught but recoil. As the battle recieves a slight lull in the confusion, you mount your motorcycle to cross the cable and gain a better vantage point.

As you do so, however, a Beserker spots you. He is enraged. How could you, a mere human do more for Khorne then he ever could? He raises his bolter and fires.

As he does so, an Ore Hauler takes him in the gut, and a bolter shot takes his head.

You hear a shot, and instinctively jump to the side, and as you hurl yourself aside, an explosion rocks where you just left.

You fall-right onto a Khorne bloodcrusher.

>>21210671
As it opens its mouth to snarl, you lower your gun, and blow its head off. Taking control of the juggernaut, you spur it forward, instinctively understanding how it works. Gun on your back, another Bloodcrusher meets your charge on the field, and the two of you trample across Khorne troops, uncaring of the damage. As the two of you get closer and closer, you spot a chainsword on the field, and snatch it up, just in time to cleave through the Bloodcrusher's sword and body. The corpse falls, and your ride towards the center of battle, where your troops have met up with the Adeptus Sororitas and Asartes, a circle of death surrounding them. As they fight off a massive amount of troops, you stand on the back of your mount, and jump towards the back of a Khornate beserker, bouncing off his head, with the bark of your lasrifle turning it into ash.

You land upon Ollian the Dreadnought and the two of you cause untold damage to the heretics around you, multi-melta and the emperor's glare ringing out in unison.

>>21210685
“I THOUGHT YOU WOULD GET A HIGHER VANTAGE POINT, COMMANDER!” Ollian roars.

“the cable snapped, and it's too far to climb! You reply, shooting a particularly angry Bloodletter in the face.

“HOW ABOUT THROW!” Ollian exclaims.

“Wait wha-” the words are lost as Ollian picks you up and throws you towards the tower.

“MAY THE EMPEROR GRANT YOU WINGS!” He shouts, turning his attention back to the field.

You soar through the sky, approaching the tower rapidly You curse inwardly, and count your shots. 5 left.

As the tower get closer, you arc above it, before landing neatly on top. The tower forms an upside down L held down by mouting points on the ground. From here, you can see the difference your troops are making, and you realize that soon, this battle will be yours. You aim your rifle-

And an unearthly machine bursts from the Materials Plant.

“Forgefiend!” the Chaplain roars, and the troops redirect their fire, leaving your men to fight off the heretic troops.

What do you do?(roll, please.)

Rolled 28

>>21210699
Command Brother Ollian to fire his plasma cannon on the machine. If we have any heavy ordinance, let's use it. Also see if The Glare will
do any damage by taking pot shots at the machine.

>>21210699
How far away is the Forgefiend?

Are there any munitions up here? Any mortars, missiles, other explosives?

>>21210699
Sadly, I have no idea what a forgefiend is, and thus cannot offer advice.

File: 1350770293335.jpg-(121 KB, 873x627, forgefiend.jpg)

Rolled 98

>>21210750
One of these bastards.

Rolled 64

Look for weak points on that ForgeFiend and use the Emperor's glare to blow off its legs or something!

>>21210728
>>21210731
>>21210750
http://wh40k.lexicanum.com/wiki/Maulerfiend#.UIMeOMXA-Bo

(Meant maulerfiend, or the close range forgefiend. Sorry guys, my bad.)

No explosives or anything on the tower. if it fell, though, it pretty much kill anything it hit due to it's weight alone. thank heaven it's bolted to the ground at all four corners, though.

Rolled 68

>>21210784
we have a tiny lascannon, take aim at it's head or it's legs, something vulnerable. There's gotta be a way to at least slow it down!

Rolled 45

>>21210784
Hmm. Well, it's got a head, hasn't it? Alternatively, our lasgun has removed a Berserker's entire torso in a single shot. One or two center-of-mass shots should do the trick just fine.

Rolled 52

>>21210803
Well clearly there is only one choice here.

SCORCH THE SUPPORTS WITH THE EMPEROR'S STERN GLARE! WE SHALL CRUSH THE MAULERFIEND BENEATH THE ADMECH'S ANOINTED ARCHITECTURE!

Rolled 72

>>21210803
Aim for a joint on one of its limbs. We just need to keep it from closing into melee range and the troops on the ground can mop it up.

Rolled 77

>>21210872
Hmm. Point. Aiming for joints will slow it down and give the folks on the ground more room to breathe.

Rolled 57

Nah, let's go for its eyes!

>>21210792
>>21210820
You tap the radio on your PDF jacket, and start issuing orders.

“Men, start moving the defensive circle! Ollian, circle and fire the damn thing, and keep it away!”

As the circle of vehicles starts to move, mowing down those it it's path, Ollian leaps out and starts to fire at the Maulerfiend, leading it on a chase throughout the perimeter.

You level your gun, and fire.

It screams as The Glare hits it, but it seems operational yet. It turns in your direction and fires some sort of unholy weapon. As it hits the base, one of the mounting points comes loose, and the tower sways under your feet. In any more points are hit, it would smash right into the middle of the battlefield.

4 shots left. What now?

Rolled 30

>>21210917
Take another shot, and pray that we take it down.

>>21210948
(Okay, seriously, I'm rolling like shit today; wtf is going on?!)

Rolled 15

>>21210917
We have proven ourself as an exceptional marksman, I say we go for its eyes!

Rolled 26

>>21210917
Aim for the center of the Maulerfiend's mass, neck level, fire until all of the Glare's Ammo has been used up.

I don't care if it's daemonically possessed it needs its head.

have everyone focus their fire on that thing's neck and head.

Rolled 54

>>21210917
Aim for the same place that we already got a shot in. Keep on hammering that space with shots.

Rolled 85

>>21210917
Have them get it into the center of teh battlefield - and themselves out of same - and then bring the tower down on it.

Rolled 14

>>21210963
no no, torso and neck level, if we keep hiting it it'll lose something mportant.

Shoot at the base of it's neck. Maybe we'll fuck up it's shoulder joints or something.

Rolled 25

>>21210917
I say we shoot it. To the top of the torso

Rolled 75

>>21210981
screw it, Imma just back this 85.

>>21210981
You aim your gun again and fire, sending a dash of light down the field. It hits the forgefiend right in the head. It shrieks in unholy agony and fires another unholy weapon, knocking out another strut. The tower begins to shake even more. A few more hits, and it might fall on the battlefield, smashing whatever it hits.

Ollian yells across the field.

“STOP MAKING IT ANGRY! IS THERE ANOTHER WAY TO TAKE IT OUT BESIDES DIRECT DAMAGE?”

You think.

Everyone could attack it for massive losses, but at least it would be dead. Or if the generator were overloaded. Or if you could hit it with this tower...

The tower!

You tap your jacket radio again.

“Focus fire, everyone, and get on the sides of the field! Ollian, get it to the center, and keep it there. I've got a plan!”

You look down, and shoot out the last two struts. The tower wobbles underneath you feet.

Down below, Ollian pegs the beast repeatedly with his Plasma Cannon.
“ONWARD, FOR VICTORY!”

As the troops move to the Commander's orders, Ollian dances around the beast, strafing and firing, more to annoy then kill.

“IN THE NAME OF THE EMPEROR, YOU SHALL OBEY!”

>>21211324
Waves of fire hit the beast, and far away, Ollian hears the explosions of Commander's rifle, and the sounds of the tower shake.

If he still had his human body, he might have grinned at the plan.

Instead, he continued to fight doggedly, luring the beast to its doom.

“In Position, Ollian!” The commander roars.

“LET ME SHOW THIS BEAST IT'S PLACE!” He roars back.

As the maulerfiend swings at Ollian, his Plasma cannon barks in response blowing its paw back. He rushes to it as it settles on the ground, and stabs it with a spike of rubble, pinning it in place. Dodging the jaws of the beast as the snap for him, he slams another spike into place, and jumps back, dodging a lashing tentacle.

Up on the tower, you shift your weight, moving the tower underneath. It sways and groans but finally, it plummets, swinging down, As it does so, Ollian grabs the jaws of the beast, and punches it, left, then right. As Ollian sees the tower plummet, you on top, he delivers an uppercut, sending the head up-

just so it can meet the tower coming down. Between the powerfist and the tower, its head is reduced to a shrieking orchestra of steel.

As the tower hits the head, you jump, landing on Ollian. As one, you turn towards the mangled, shrieking head, and fire.

The shots ring out, and the beast goes silent.

There's silence.

Then cheers as the troops erupt in happiness. They have survived, all of them, and rush towards you, as do the Asartes and Sororitas. They crowd the beast, the crowd the dead heretics, but they crowd you and Ollian as you sit back, exhausted from recent events. You are surrounded by joy and hope.

Anything you would like to say?

>>21211333
Sit down and take a deep breath, our heart is probably going a mile a minute and we have no experience doing this type of thing.

Rolled 24

>>21211333

"Uhhh..."

>>21211333
"The beast is dead, the battle is won. Be proud for we have done the Emperor will today. He smiles upon us and our mission.

But this is not the end, there are still battles to be fought in his name and we will be victorious.

But for now we celebrate, we rest, we prepare for the next fight."

Rolled 85

>>21211401

>>21211401
you decide to sit back, hearts still racing from the event.

As troops rush up to shake your hand, both the Chaplain and Sister Rosa come up. The Chaplain grabs your hand, a mere twig compared to his power armor.

“My thanks, Commander. The Emperor has led us to glory today. Were you a Space Marine, you would be a champion of the Emperor himself!”
“WHAT ABOUT ME? I'M A SPACE MARINE TOO, YOU KNOW.” Ollian speaks, a sound of complaint in my voice.

“Well, we could upgrade your weapons?” the Chaplain says, slightly confused.

“HOW ABOUT YOU LISTEN TO MY ADVICE, FOR ONCE. AND NOT BARGE IN, BOLTERS BLAZING.”

“I'll take it under consideration.”

“YOU ALWAYS DO.” Ollian says resignedly.

Sister Rosa stares at you and speaks.

“it seems I misjudged you, guardsmen. Your actions have lead to victory today. But be wary, for chaos is everlurking. You could never hope to match a sister's constant vigilance.” With that she storms off, issuing orders to the sisters of battle.

As the chaplain demands camp until orders are received, the rest set up camp in the factories nearby. Patrols are set up, and you've got last shift.

You eat, and sleep, until you are nudged in the head.

You wake up to Sister Althea poking you in the head with her foot.

What do you do?

>>21211529
"Is this really how you wake up the hero of the hour.

It's good to see you again, anything change while I was asleep."

Rolled 54

>>21211529
"Yes, daughter of the Emperor? What is it?"

>>21211529
Climb to our feet.

"Yes, Sister Althea?"

>>21211529

She wants to fuck

Rolled 89

>>21211585
Right, right. Rolls on everything

Rolled 3

>>21211529
Wake up, wildly flailing your arms and screaming
"NO I DIDN'T STEAL THOSE STABLER! I DID NOOOOOOOOoooo..Greetings sister!"

Rolled 55

"Oh Hai Althea, fancy meeting you here on thsi desolate battlefield. Come here often?"

Jokes aside, ask her if she's okay and if there's aparticular reason she wants to speak to you.

>>21211603
Cute.

>>21211604
Wouldn't it make more sense to just greet her and let her bring up whatever it is she intends to bring up?

Rolled 52

>>21211666
Oh boy the tripfags are judging my posts
what meaning does my life have now?

>>21211557
>>21211585

>"Is this really how you wake up the hero of the hour? but, really, what is it, Sister Althea? Any particular reason?

“You are a hero for but a hour of the day, Guardsman Bolta, and a soldier the rest. Nothing has changed, save for the fact it is our watch.” With that she turns away.

“But, thank you again, nontheless.” She says, and heads off on the patrol route.

You pause, and quickly grab your gear, running after her.

The two of you head to the wall and gaze out upon the city. It seems the battle here has reduced fights elsewhere, for this sector is barren, with not a peep to be heard, save for the sounds of camp. As the two of you look out, side by side, there seems to be no one besides you two around.

What do you do?

Rolled 13

>>21211666
Are you a heretic? Your trips make me think so.

Well she is a sister, we may have saved her life byut we should still be ultra respectful towards her.

We may be commander of this dinky little PDF unit but we're still just a factory worked with a malfuctioning Lasgun, best not to forget that.

Rolled 16

>>21211700
Just walk, keep an eye out for anything.

>>21211700
Talk to her.

"So what brings a nice girl like you to a hive world like this? I grew up on stories about the Sororitas, I'm glad to see that they didn't exaggerate. Though I don't think Sister Rosa likes me."

>>21211700
What do you do?

>Talk: This patrol is a little boring.
>Stay Silent: We're at war. let's be on our toes.

>>21211758
(don't forget to roll for everything.)

Rolled 9

>>21211762
Stay Silent
Niceties have to place in a war-zone, and someone as martial as a Sister of Battle would surely understand this

Rolled 68

>>21211700
"So...Come here often? Heh, Sorry I never reeally spent much time with women when I was a Roof Climber, much less Adeptas Sororitas. How are you doing Sister Althea, and if you don't mind my asking why don't you wear a helmet?" I assume she doesn't wear a helmet, most Bolter bitches don't.

Rolled 50

>>21211776
*no place

Rolled 61

>>21211758
>>21211773

Rolled 42

>>21211762
Stay silent.
We should be ever vigilante.

>>21211721
Hence my attempting not to come off as impertinent.

Also, why does my trip make you think I'm a heretic?

Rolled 7

>>21211839
all tripfags are attention whores
now fuck off

>>21211839
>>21211852
(Don't start, either one of you. Just drop it, right now. We've gotten this far without a derail. Let's continue, and just ignore each other. please.)

>>21211839
(your triple numbers on your post. 666.)

Rolled 18

>>21211839
if you have two matching numbers its dubs, if you have 3 matching numbers its trips.

666, heretic. Bad joke.

Rolled 77

>>21211890
I completely missed that and thought you meant my tripcode. I do apologize.

>>21211780
Support for this, by the way.

>>21211914
eh it's cool. "Trips" could easily be mistaken as a typo for tripcode.

I mostly wanna convince her to wear a helmet. It'll increase her life expectancy.

>>21211780
>>21211914
>"So...Come here often? Heh, Sorry I never really spent much time with women when I was a Roof Climber, much less Adeptas Sororitas. How are you doing Sister Althea, and if you don't mind my asking why don't you wear a helmet?"

“She looks confused, then nods to herself, and mutters “of course.”

She looks up and replies.

“to answer your question, guardsman Bolta. I do not come here often. Our Convent was deployed here in response to the forces of Chaos. I do not see why you need to apologize for not seeing any females, and the gender ratio on the planet is 1.79 to 1 in the favor of males. I am doing fine, as the god-emperor wills, and I do not wear a helmet to show chaos I am not afraid to face them.”

as she continues walking, you pause. You weren't expecting such a serious answer to a joke. As she walks ahead of you on the battlements, she pauses, and slumps against the wall.
“But I am tired, guardsman Bolta. And though the god-emperor wills otherwise, I do...feel afraid. "
She sits down, and hugs her knees.
“I have a sister. She is still going through her training on our convent ship, on the outskirts this planet. By all rights, I should be by her side, defending her and whom she holds dear. But I am here, because the Emperor wills it. My sister is so far away, and I wonder, will I see her again?” With this, the beginnings of tears spring to her eyes. What do you do?

>>21212009

what a fucking wimp

Rolled 13

>>21212009
Showing weakness?
You truly aren't cut out to be a Sister of Battle
You disgrace your Convent, your family. and most off all, the Imperium.

Rolled 61

>>21212009
"Yesterday I fixed roofs for a living. I have pretty much no idea what I'm doing, the moment I figure I'm not dreaming is the moment I panic.

You're stronger than you think, the Emperor is with your Sister and will protect her. You're needed here."

Give her a hug.

Rolled 81

>>21212009
Stupid waifu bait
Shame on you

Rolled 92

>>21212009
Hug her. Fuck the bolter in the testicles

>>21212076
Give in to the urges, pal. You know you want to.

Rolled 21

>>21211978
Well...let's be fair. Most of her opponents field weapons on par with ours, but with autofire. A helmet is just kinda...window dressing...at that point. Though if they have comm systems or HUDs that would be incredibly useful.

>>21212009
"That's what you're doing down here, though, isn't it? Defending her and what she holds dear from afar. Not twelve hours ago, I was a roofer clocking out to go home. Now look at me. The Emperor protects us, lends us strength, and calls us to battle. I somehow doubt He expects us to be emotionless machines."

Give her a chaste hug.

Rolled 15

>>21212076
Search your neckbeard you know you want to do the emperor's will with her at your side.
>>21212106
back dis, though with a hand squeeze or shoulder pat instead of a hug.

Rolled 77

>>21212225
The Dice Gods do not support us, for some reason. They must be of Chaos.

Rolled 36

>>21212106
guardsmen have earbead vox units, space marines have onboard HUDs and atmosphere generating suites.

Both of those things would increase a bolter bitches chance of survival but wouldhid their pretty, pretty faces.

I'm just sayin' if I were an adeptas sororitas I'd want to have a helmet so I don't take a nice big gulp of viral gas when I'm fighting chaos marines.

>>21212084
>>21212106
thankfully at least one or two of the dicegods have not yet succumbed to the corruption.

>>21212106
>>21212084
"That's what you're doing down here, though, isn't it? Defending her and what she holds dear from afar. Not twelve hours ago, I was a roofer clocking out to go home. Now look at me. The Emperor protects us, lends us strength, and calls us to battle. I somehow doubt He expects us to be emotionless machines."

You hug her, and speak. The position is awkard with the power armor, but it's the thought that counts. As the two of you stand on that battlement, she finds her support in your arms for a moment. In that moment, in her moment of weakness, you were there. You supported her, and held her close.

You were her shield.

But that moment is gone all too fast, and she slips out of your arms. “Come, Guardsman Bolta. We must finish our patrol.” You walk after her, and this time, she walks confidently, sure of her step and place.

>>21212343
The two of you finish your patrol wordlessly, and arrive back to camp. There, you see everyone in a rush. The Chaplain looks at you two, and speaks. “New orders. The Convent of The Purifying Flames is being attacked. We're to reclaim the ship.”

Next to you, Sister Althea stiffens. Sister Rosa's voice confirms what you guess.

“Come sisters! We must reclaim our Convent from the Forces of Chaos!” Althea falls in with the rest of them, and soon after, troop transports arrive. Your men board and enter, Ollian attached to the bottom of the ship. As the transport flies out of the area, climbing higher and higher, until the factory is a bare speck, you look out the window.

You see the stars.

You've always stared at the stars as a child, and wanted to fly among them. Now, here you are, amidst the wreckage of space.

It's not nearly as beautiful as you thought. Cruisers lie in battle, wreckage flies across the space, and the realm of space is just as chaotic as the battlefield below. Down below, the world lies in flames.

Then your ship is hit.

As you are rocked back and forth, the pilot screams. “We have to evacuate! Suits are underneath seats!”

There are 28 men on this transport, with ollian attached underneath.

What do you do?

Rolled 36

>>21212348
Get our suit on ASAP. Prepare to evacuate.

Rolled 58

>>21212348
Get suit. Try to hang onto Ollian or our favorite sister. End up with the bitchy one.

Rolled 72

>>21212348
Get suited up - that's just good sense. Then inform the pilot that if the ship isn't currently DISENTEGRATING, our best bet is to continue on.

Also, we may want to consider acquiring a secondary weapon or sidearm that isn't quite so badass, for the purpose of shipboard combat. Hull breaches are bad.

Rolled 40

Grab a space suit, put it the fuck on.

Make sure all our men do the same, if we have some rope or cords of some sort tie us all together. Keep The Glare close just incase Shit Gets Real.

Try to tie everyone together and then tie yourself to ollian. Hope we crash into the convent or something.

Rolled 13

>>21212453
actually have to back this.

It's a shuttle there should be a spare La Pistol or boarding hatchet on hand. We need a weapon that isn't QUITE as killy as The Glare.

>>21212453
Slapping on the suit, it forms a quick environmental seal around you, protecting you from the hazards of space. As another transport pulls up, you transfer the men to it. You move the pilot in, and move to transfer,

when a missile explodes, shaking apart the two ships. As your ship careens through a debris field, the other ship pulls away, dodging the metal obstacles flying across space.

“I'M STILL HERE, COMMANDER.” Ollian says.

Sitting in the pilot seat, you take control of the ship, and head towards the Rendevous point. The ship commands are familiar to an ore hauler, and you careen across the wreckage. You sigh, for the way is clear, then the target lock signal alarms. You look around.

“HELDRAKE, COMMANDER, TO OUR SOUTH.” Ollian announces.

You look to see a metal bird hit your ship, ripping the hull like paper. In a few more hits, the ship will be nothing but Rubble. Ollian is strapped to the bottom. What do you do?

Rolled 92

>>21212555
Flip around so Ollian can shoot at it.

Rolled 10

>>21212596
I would perhaps word that as "get Ollian a clear shot," but I agree in principle.

>>21212596
THIS IS THE ONLY OPTION AVAILABLE TO US!

IN HIS NAME OLLIAN! BLOW IT OUT OF THE SKY!

Rolled 52

>>21212628
forgot muh dice.

>>21212596
You fire the engines, informing Ollian of your plan. The methodical thump-thump-thump of his Plasma cannon is heard, and the two of you zip through the debris field with ease. A dogfight ensues between you and the Heldrake, weaving between asteroids. However, it gradually gains on you, and its jaws are so very close. then Ollian lands a shot down the maw, which disorients it, causing it to fly blindly at you.

Finally, you, spot ahead of you an asteroid with a hole through it. Gunning the engine, the ship roars in response, and you zip through.

The heldrake is not so lucky, crashing into the asteroid. As you and Ollian pull up, you see yet another heldrake menacing the ships near the rendezvous point.

"MY BINDINGS HAVE COME LOOSE, COMMANDER. ANY MORE MANEUVERING WILL RIP ME CLEAN OFF."

What now?

Rolled 72

>>21212733
"Can you get inside Ollian? There's plenty of holes."

How many of our crew are left?

Rolled 55

>>21212733
Well, crap. I'm tempted to try and "toss" him at the RV point (this is an actual bombing technique, FYI), but I think our best bet is to fly easy and hope he can get an angle.

Rolled 33

>>21212733
Well lets slow down this wild ride to a relative crawl and help ollian get inside of the transport.

Rolled 88

>>21212781
well yeah but those bombs are usually rockets or they contain a payload that can orient itself. Ollian' just a dreadnaught he definetly does not have equipment required to manuver in space.

Last I checked Dreadnaughts couldn't take Assault Packs as equipment.

>>21212769
"WERE I TO GET INSIDE, COMMANDER, THE SHIP WOULD BE UNBALANCED. THIS IS THE ONLY POINT THAT CAN HOLD ME."

You look around, and indeed, he's right. the ship is little more the controls and an engine, now. Down below, Ollian waits, attached by a single strut to the frame. the controls on in the cockpit can release him, launching him in whatever direction the ship is currently headed, due to physics.

The Heldrake is in front of you, and some guns are still operational.

What do you do?

Rolled 56

>>21212828
Throw Ollian at the helldrake!

"May He guide your flight!"

Rolled 52

>>21212825
Actually, no, they're gravity bombs. What you're doing is releasing on an upward arc. The technique predates guided bombs entirely.

>>21212828
Fire everything we've got at the Helldrake

Rolled 4

>>21212887
Wait you mean Trebuchets and Catapults?

anyway yeah, throw everything we've got (Ollian) at the helldrake. He knew what he was signingup for.

Rolled 50

>>21212929
No, I mean toss bombing. You pull sharply up before you release a bomb to quite literally throw it at your target.

Also, don't throw Ollian unless we're reasonably sure he can be recovered. Just stick to the weapons otherwise.

Rolled 1

>>21212852
Oh fuck, this made me lol. But let's not do this; we kinda like Ollian.

>>21212971
And my natural 1 is an ill omen to what may happen if you do.

Rolled 51

>>21212983
Right, so: As discussed, we shall NOT throw the dreadnaught at the Helldrake, instead keeping him with us for the Convent-ship assault.

Rolled 20

>>21212983
I prefer to think of it as an ill omen as to what will happen if we DON'T.

He can always fly back with the helldrake's engine.

Rolled 36

>>21213006
You know what? Lets NOT throw Ollian at the Helldrake.

Just shoot it with whatever out shuttle has on hand.

Also, Toss Bombing, fuck It never even occured to me that there was a name for "Open the Bomb Bay doors and let 'em fly." Herp a derp!

Rolled 79

>>21213113
Your words don't carry any more weight than ours, tripfag
Stop being so bossy

>>21212852
“Hey, Ollian. We're to far to reach right?” You say, thumbing the button.

“YES. WE WILL BE UNABLE TO REACH IT FOR COMBAT PURPOSES.”

“then how about a throw?” you mash the button, and Ollian is let loose. As he does so, you gun forward, eager to unleash fire upon the Heldrake.

Then the ship breaks. You fall backwards reaching for something, anything.

You grab onto Ollian.

“HOLD ON TIGHT, COMMANDER!” he roars, and the two of you fly towards the Heldrake. As Ollian fires with his Plasma cannon, you fire with your Bolt pistol, peppering the Heldrake. Then the two of you crash onto it, your velocity ramming you hard against the steel frame. As Ollian fires with abandon you pick a couple of soft spots to fire at. The heldrake twists with agony, and finally Ollian presses his gun against the main body and fires.

BOOM.

>>21213157
Trhough the emptiness of space, you can hear the cannon cause the Heldrake to explode, hurling the two of you back through the hangar doors. Ollian hits first, shattering the metal, and you follow, careening into his frame. As the two of you step up, you look around. You are inside the hangar.

Surrounded by daemons. You clamber onto his frame, and fire with the pistol into the crowd. Ollian sweeps across the hanger destroying all. As the daemons circle you, you steel yourself against the onslaught.

It never comes.

The troop transports sweep in destroying the crowd with lascannons. As you and Ollian clear the rest, Troops disembark ,aiding your efforts. In the empty space of the hangar, you cannot discern where Althea is, for all are wearing helmets.the battle closes, and Sister Rosa issues orders. Everyone's HUD showing maps.

“Asartes! Clear the middle ground, following these tunnels. Guardsmen, take the lower hangars and vehicles. Sisters, we shall take the high ground, clearing all in wake. Everyone, meet up at the temple on this location of the ship! Go!”

Your group turns to the doors.

What is you plan for clearing these rooms?

Rolled 36

>>21213164
Rip and tear?

Rolled 37

>>21213164
Professional. Stick with Ollian, he goes first, lays down covering fire for the guard to get in position behind cover and take out any defenders. If a place is too fortified go around and bust through walls on the side to eliminate their entrenched advantage.

Rolled 43

>>21213164
Groups of four, watch your buddie's back. We'll stay on top of Ollian, and provide overwatch and covering fire.