BigPapaBelial

A Light in the Grimdark, A WH40k Roleplay

lol

Okay yeah sorry. But I've been in too many RPs where the opening posts take FOREVER to be posted, because people are unsure of what to do, where they should put their characters etc.

I'm assuming most of the copany is together in this opening section. So I'm trying to put a tasteful post together in my head. While also taking into account that my Marine is of the kind that is usually sent in as the spearhead. But I've also found that starting an RP in combat is kinda boring.

So yeah awkward posting moment right? How do you put a post together that doesn't make you look too eager or too restrained? I know I'll figure something out soon enough.

A Light in the Grimdark, A WH40k Roleplay

Let the awkward opening posts commence!

A Light in the Grimdark, A WH40k Roleplay

Also remember that Rejuvenate procedures exist in the 40K series. As the Hero of the Imperium, Cain qualified for them. And if I remember correctly he went through 2 or 3 of them before he passed on I think. That's how at 200 he looked like he was about 40 or so.

A Light in the Grimdark, A WH40k Roleplay

I was originally going to make a Imp. Guard, Sanctioned Psyker. But I didn't have it in me. So what was next? Termie? Naw I saw that Path was making one. So I went for Epic. I went and did some research. And I honestly almost made a Sternguard at first. But though a Vanguard would be more fun.

A Light in the Grimdark, A WH40k Roleplay

Pot

Name: Pot'Apher Forgewalker

Faction: Adeptus Astartes

Sub Faction: Assault MArine

Sex: Male

Age: 411

Rank: Vangaurd Veteran Sergeant

Specialty: Close Combat, Deep Strike Assault

Equipment: Mark VII Aquila Armor, Storm Lord Pattern Thunder Hammer, Standard Pattern Jump Pack, Back up dual Combat knifes, Tigrus Pattern Boltgun, Melta-bomb carrier

Psyker: No

Personality: Approachable, friendly and likes to banter playfully with his battle-brothers. Has a tendency to laugh and try to crack jokes in the middle of battle. As well has purposefully go out of his way to niggle at any Sterngaurd Veterans who might be in ear-shot.

History: "You will fight in the streets, and in the habs! You will fight for the enemy's death, not your own lives! You will fight and you will drive this filth from the Emperor's city. You will do these things, or you will face my wrath." - Captain Denon, 2nd Company

These words were never more true in the case of Sargeant Pot'Apher of the Salamanders. Many a time has he used those very words, quoted almost verbatim to spur his men onto even more glory. During his time in the Assault Squads or his time in the Devastator Squads. It did not matter.

Taken into the Salamanders at the age many usually are. When a man is young, virile and strong. The best age, so a man has a better chance of surviving the ordeal of becoming a Neophyte and beyond that becoming a true Astartes. It should be no surprise that Pot'Apher went through it all. Survived every step, many of those who were taken on did not make it. Some killed before they could receive their first implants, some after. But Pot'Apher went all the way. Surviving and maturing. Year by year, becoming stronger, faster, deadlier, day by day. He paid his dues as a scout, and showed early that he was much more at home with close range killing then long range sniping or mid-range marksmanship. When he received his Black Carapace he was filtered into the ranks of the Devastator Squads. Where he provided close range support, and in times of duress, close combat interdiction with his pistol and blade. Hundreds of engagements passed, centuries ebbed by. He wielded a Lascannon for about 50 years or so, before he was edged into the Assault Squads. There he came into his own.

His love of close combat, with sword, pistol and the sound of fighting around him made his skills bloom like never before. He rose to the task, fighting beside his brothers. Blazing through the air at the sound of their commanders call. Dropping from on high into the middle of an unaware enemy group. Deep-striking with the help Thunderhawk. It mattered not, he did it with gusto. He fought in the Assault Squads for years. Moving up in rank, attaining the rank of Sergeant, before being given a great honor.

He was offered a place among the greatest. An accolade he never expected and never really sought out. Places had opened, and offers were made. One place, was for a sargeant position, at the head of a new squad of Vanguard Veterans. And that place was offered to Pot'Apher. Such an offer does not come regularly. And what a fool he'd be if he turned it down. He donned the mantle of Vangaurd Veteran. He sailed forth at the head of a squad of Veterans, in fact some of them from his previous Assault Squad. They flew into battle like a comet from heaven.

Appearance:

Lemme know what you think.

A Light in the Grimdark, A WH40k Roleplay

The Emperors Blade said
Well I did say Etc :P Sanctioned Psykers are part of the Imperial guard army, i did put a psyker slot as well. I was just listing examples not so much telling you the only classes you can take.

Ah, yeah.

To be honest, I had completely overlooked that section of the CS....

......I feel like a fool...don't mind me...I'm gonna go hide in a corner for being a moron.

A Light in the Grimdark, A WH40k Roleplay

I'm curious.

Are there options outside of the templates you mentioned? Astartes, Inquisitor, Storm Trooper, Imp Guard, and Assassin?

Add even more flavor by adding in a Sanctioned Psyker or a Ecclesiarchal Hierophant.

I'll drop this line of questioning completely if you say no.

Like I said I'm just curious.

A Light in the Grimdark, A WH40k Roleplay

Interesting.

Always up for a 40k RP.

Juggernauts (BigPapaBelial and kingkonrad) IC

Nolan hrmed, taking his eye off his scope briefly, and tapped his radio, "Ground Team, this is the Angels on your shoulders. Be advised. Inside those walls, we can't provide long range support. You're on your own. We'll continue to pick off targets of oppurtunity outside the fort walls."

He patted Andrew on the shoulder, "Ground team is out of sight. Let's do what we can from here. We still have work to do."

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Victor planted himself in the middle of one half of the courtyard. He unleashed a hail of grenades, shreding anyone who tried to step up on his position. He grinned broadly, honestly looking forward to later, "I'm quite interested in what happens then my dear." He turned unsheathing one of his shotguns and gunning down some soldiers who tried to rush him. He chuckled loudly, slotting the shotty away smoothly, and continuing to fire with his GMG. He laughed darkly, "We are the grim bloody fables that you've heard of in your darkest dreams! We survived Brussels, survived your amazon giantess! We have survived more then you can ever imagine! Come at me you bastards!" He continued to fire angrily.

Elsewhere Carl blindfired around a corner. Taking a moment to check the corner. He looked over at Ross, then looked towards the guardhouse. "Gotcha! I see it!" Carl let his LMG swing, and grabbed his shotgun off his shoulder. He swung into the room moments behind Ross. He scanned the room then followed his partner up the stairway. Reaching the top he body checked a man to the ground, putting some flechette ammo into the man's chest. Ripping a gruesome hole in him.

He turned and started to pump rounds down the top of the walls. Men ducking to avoid the long rifle shots, were absolutely shreded by the dart rounds from his shotgun. He started down the walls, "We got this." He proceeded down the walls, heading for one of the redoubts "I've got this one." He stepped out onto the circular fortification, a cache of IGLA launchers leaning against the walls. He motioned to Ross, "Go. I got this one." He tossed a C4 stick among the launchers, then followed after Ross, as he went he clicked the detonator, part of the wall and the launchers going up in a ball of flame and cooking off ammo.

Team Scimitar (an Over-the-Top Military RP)

Sorry short post is really painfully short. I apologize.