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The Lamentaion of Corillia (Warhammer 40k space marine RP)

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The Lamentaion of Corillia (Warhammer 40k space marine RP)

Name:Vergil Maximus

Appearance

Honored sarcophagus

(Painted in Lamenters regalia of course)

Age:737
Rank:Captain (Dreadnought)

Personality:Always a busy man, Vergil has never been good at sitting still, a firm believer in the idea that inaction breeds heresy. His mind moves at a million miles a minute, and he never rests. However, if he is not leading actively he has a problem shutting up. Even as a Dreadnought keeping quiet is not his strong point, often speaking when silence may be more prudent. Despite this, his leadership capability is only enhanced by his busy nature

Bio:Blessed with Dreadnought armor on 568.M37 following the scouring of Refis, when he was caught in the direct fire of a chaos land raider redeemer. After it was destroyed the Apothecary prepared to remove the captain's gene seed, only to find that the charred corpse was actually alive. Less than 3 days later, the captain re-emerged interred within a Dreadnought, and led the 4th company to retake the planet. He has led as a Dreadnought ever since

Gear
"Imperitus" pattern plasma cannon
Dreadnought missile launcher

The Lamentaion of Corillia (Warhammer 40k space marine RP)

I have put up the OOC To attract more people. Here's the link, feel free to go ahead and make a character

http://www.roleplayerguild.com/topics/79353-the-lamentaion-of-corillia-warhammer-40k-space-marine-rp/ooc

The Lamentaion of Corillia (Warhammer 40k space marine RP)

Attention all Lamenters, hark brothers for I bring ill tidings. It is I, Malakim Phoros your chapter master. Brothers, we have been abandoned. Our brother chapter, the Mortificators have left the system, refusing to fight by the side of a chapter of the 21st founding. They declare us cursed, and their morbid warriors refuse to aid us, even when the archenemy bears down upon the planet Corillia, their superstition has driven them away. Now you ask if we to shall leave, as we will soon be outnumbered and outgunned, in a fight equivalent to one against ten thousand. No brothers, we will not run. We, proud sons of Sanginius, the first of his progeny to be free of the Black rage and Red thirst, do not run from any enemy! Let them come! We will defend the people of Corillia as the Emperor has commanded of us! For those we cherish, we die in glory!

Information
Greetings brothers! Welcome to Corillia, the first last stand of many. For those of you who are not here from the interest check here's a little info
We are Space marines in the Lamenters chapter, a successor chapter of the blood angels, created as a part of the 21st founding. Also, the Lamenters are the only Blood Angels successor chapter to be free of the Black rage and Red thirst. However, it is plagued by what can only be called the worst luck in the galaxy, and Corillia was one of the first doomed campaigns of the Lamenters.
After being called back from their self imposed crusade by the high lords of Tera, the Lamenters were paired with the Mortificators chapter and charged with the defence of Corillia during Abadons 9th black crusade in M.38. However, the superstitious Mortificators refused to fight alongside one of the chapters created during the "cursed" 21st founding, and abandoned Corillia and the Lamenters before the Black legion even showed up. Despite this, the Lamenters elected to stay and defend Corillia and it's people from the forces of Archenemy.
Long story short, eventually an Ultramarines strike force arrived to help fully drive back the Black Legion. By the time they arrived the Lamenters chapter had been reduced to just 200 battle brothers.
The RP will begin at the start of the siege of Corillia shortly before the arrival of the Black legion, and hopefully end at the arrival of the Ultramarines
Now that that's out of the way, on to rules

Rules
1.No god moding, space marines are far from invincible
2.No drama in the OOC, drama between characters in the IC is fine, any OOC arguments are to be taken to pm if they must happen
3.Death is possible, we are just 1,000 loyalists against a huge chaos force. I will never force anyone to die, but know it is possible
4.Be polite to other players

Now for how it happens, we will be the command of the 4th company, here are the roles available

Captain -1 (required)
Company champion -Filled (Ozymandias)
Apothecary -1 (required)
Standard bearer -1 (required)
Veteran/Veteran sergeant -1 (Sergeant-Tracker)
Chaplain -Filled (Pathfinder)
Librarian -1 (optional)
Techmarine -Filled (Charter)
Dreadnought-Filled (me)

If you would like an unlisted role, please ask me

Now for the character sheet

CS
Name:
Appearance:
Age:
Rank:

Personality:

Bio:(can be long or short, writers choice)

Gear:( non-standard gear allowed, but nothing too crazy)

I will be posting my own character in the character tab shortly

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Thanks Lalia, also, any chance of us starting today?

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I would again pose the question of how the bride choosing will go down, is it gonna be luck or bidding or combat or what?

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Hey, big question. How exactly will the bride claiming work? Is it like a bidding war or do noble names get picked at random in which order to choose or what?

The Clone Wars

Ruhk Pic had not expected the clones, but he quite enjoyed their arrival. As the gunships circled to extract the jedi Ruhk heard a new voice of his communicator,"Commander Pic, your regiment is on standby, awaiting your arrival and orders" Pic responded, "What is my regiments designation?". The voice, obviously a clone commander most likely at the forward base, quickly answered the jedi's question, "The 24th infantry regiment sir, led by clone commander designated CC-1313"Ruhk thanked the commander, and stowed his communicator, it would almost be time to meet his troops.

As the gunship landed and Ruhk disembarked he saw a clone in yellow lined gear and assumed that must be CC-13, "You, commander CC-13? I am Jedi master Ruhk Pic, your new general. I want a status report before we join the fighting again."

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In his armor

His hair is black, eyes don't actually glow, they are brown

Name:Lugft Huron

Race
Drakken
Age
213
Elements
Fire
Earth
Height
6 feet, 8 inches

Bio
Born to a prominent drakken family, Lugft was originally thought to be small and weak as he grew slower than most other Drakken. But, he compensated by having possibly the shortest fuse in existence and being one hell of a fighter. A beast on the battlefield, even among Drakkens he is often seen as a brute. However, he can put on airs of grace if he must, though he is never truly civilized. He is also a fan of trophies, and his manor is bedecked with helmets, weapons and other trophies. His most prized trophies however, are his bride(s), showing them off in only the finest of anything. But, he is still far from a kind man, as he is war mongering, quick to anger, and intensely stubborn.
Other
Often keeps his favorite sword on his person

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In his armor

His hair is black, eyes don't actually glow, they are brown

Name:Lugft Huron

Race
Drakken
Age
213
Elements
Fire
Earth
Height
6 feet, 8 inches

Bio
Born to a prominent drakken family, Lugft was originally thought to be small and weak as he grew slower than most other Drakken. But, he compensated by having possibly the shortest fuse in existence and being one hell of a fighter. A beast on the battlefield, even among Drakkens he is often seen as a brute. However, he can put on airs of grace if he must, though he is never truly civilized. He is also a fan of trophies, and his manor is bedecked with helmets, weapons and other trophies. His most prized trophies however, are his bride(s), showing them off in only the finest of anything. But, he is still far from a kind man, as he is war mongering, quick to anger, and intensely stubborn.
Other
Often keeps his favorite sword on his person