ClocktowerEchos

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(I'm such a rebel)

Ban the Person above you

Banned for thinking Punnary is:
A) A fine art
B) A word

Legacy - Warhammer Fantasy-inspired War NRP

BEASTMEN OF
THE FIREBREATH

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The sky soon filled with the sound of working gears and chugging engines, hearlding the arrival of the blasted Dwarven gyrocopters, no doubt out for a scouting run. Hoping onto a high rock as his troops paused to look up, Tarkur Firebreath raised his cannon and bellowed, "Look on at the horizon! Gyrocopters! GGGYYYYRRROOOOOCCCOPPPTTTEEERRRRSSSSS!! Our enemies scout with FLYING MEHAL BAWKSES, DA KAWARDS. TEH FEWLS! We should..." Tarkur paused for a second and catch his breath, it seemed that bellowing this loud with the polluted air of the dwarves in his lungs wasn't good for his voice or his lisp, "WE SHOULD TAKE AWAY DERE FLYING MEHAL BAWKSES!!"

With a mighty blast of his cannon, Tarkur sent a hail of metal and stone at the closest flying dwarf, either being too brave or too foolish by approaching the horde at such a low altitude. The beastmen cheered as the machine spiraled into the ground, a trio of Centigor rushed to the crash and hauled back its wounded pilot. Snatching the poor dwarf, they found him in thick rope and brought him before the Alphagor who was already reloading his looted gun (aka stuffing his cannon with as much powder and pitch as he could). Picking up the dwarf with his third arm, he wave him around wildly, "This is the pitiful enemy that we face! Look at them, the tiny maggots can' even grow properly!" The horde threw insults at the captured dwarf and cheered as their leader stuff him into his cannon, firing it off and letting it rain bloody dwarf chunks on to them.

"WE SHALL CRUSH THEM!" Tarkur cried once more as he leapt off the rock and lead his troops on a dash towards the Dwarven hold, soon after the stone work came into sight. Without orders, the warriors of the beastmen rushed towards the dwarves with reckless abandon, their bloodlust getting the better of them as they ran in whooping and hollering and braying. With another deafening shot of his cannon, Tarkur "officially" began the battle. He was going to destroy the dwarves and burn their buildings to the ground. And then, he'd raise a new settlement under the banner of the Beastmen. His forefathers would be avenged and the beastmen would have reclaimed yet another for their own.
@POOHEAD189

Tiniest Empires: The Miniwars [Wargaming Miniatures the NRP]

@agentmanatee@Sophrus@VKAllen@Yennefer

About damn time I made a post am I right?

Anywho, req plates are now open and the IG is sending "diplomats" to the downstairs mostly to greet the clones and see what they're about.

Sorry for the lack of posts recently ^^;;

Tiniest Empires: The Miniwars [Wargaming Miniatures the NRP]

603^rd Cadian Regiment
"Emperor's Chosen"

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The General watched as he troops trailed the tail of the LAAT as it gently sailed pass them in the hall way, not daring to venture deeper into their territory. As it flew off, a Hydra flak tank was rolled up in case it did happen to come back. The vehicle was certain of unknown origins, it didn't have any of the very industrial look that most Imperial vehicles had and wasn't black and spiky and desecrated enough to be Chaos. Clearly there was more than just Chaos who lurked these halls, some other xenos race must have also been transported here.

Soon after a decision was reached to send ariel scouts of their own down the stairs were previously the vehicles couldn't. A single Valkyrie was sent down along with a full transport of 10 troopers and the two most diplomatic people the Emperor had provided the regiment along with the proud banner of the 603rd. A Preist had also found his way inside, albeit a bit squished given the limited room in the craft but he said something about "suffering for the Emperor" and made his way in with little complaint. It seem liked a good mix of being able to be somewhat friendly and able to shoot a few things should things get messy; there was about two dozen or so men praying for the expeditionary party's safety and that no Heldrakes or something would decide to make a meal of them, hopefully the Emperor's prayer lines weren't too full at the moment.

"Oh great god-emperor of mankind! May our humble prayers reach thy divine ears and bless our brave soldiers. The foul taint of Chaos may crawl below us in their rightful hell, but our faith in you is unwavering! Unflinching! Undoubting!" The priest cried to the mass of people, some non-militant Adepta Soroitas flanking him along with some lesser clergymen, "May your righteous divinity see us through these new and uncertai--"

The power plate crackled to life, startling the tech priests and guardsmen around it. A few brave, curious ones stayed as many scampered away. Energy reading where going crazy but no warp energy was dedicated. One man tried to rush forward to break the plate out of fear but was kept thrown back by a pair of Tech Priests who were dead set on observing the strange plate. Then, with a flash of color, a cache of munitions appeared. Lasgun power packs, containers of bolter rounds and autocannon ammunition, pallets of ordinance shells and several drums of grenades had been gifted to the 603rd and amongst them laid three guardsmen strewn over the munitions, knocked out and unaware of where they were.

"Um... Where are we?" one of them said as they slowly came too, witness the other ranks of fellow Imperial troopers all around, auspexes showing they had no taint of the warp like the rest of the men.

The General personally came over to welcome the new trio of soldiers, "Welcome to-" Karthis paused; there was no official name for the place they were in. Quickly running a list through his head, he made a decision that would influence the rest of the soldiers, "Welcome to the Great House of the Emperor. He is with us even in this new world." The two hands of the general and the soldier locked in a firm handshake as around of applause circled around the room and the soldiers descended on to the Requistion Plate to harvest their blessed gains from the Emperor.

The Unpopular Opinions Thread.

Duble standard alert, I guess kids on tricycles/bikes being hit with cars are a more acceptable target than fans of a webcomic getting a smack.

(not that I have a problem with @Buddha's post, but gotta glare at the inconsistency here)

@Dynamo Frokane

Did you really need to bring that up? Did you really think that? I don't stalk this thread 24/7 looking at posts or trying to find ways of starting shit. I haven't been on in a solid day or two and just because I didn't see Buddha's post means I condone it? Of course I don't fucking approve of it but I thought anyone with a functioning brain could make that deduction but it seems like I was wrong. The only "double standard" here is the one you made up. How is there a double standard given the fact I haven't even looked on this thread for a few days now?

Quite trying to start shit up mate, at least try to be mature and act like you have a working group of brain cells.

What a Lovely Day (Mad Max NRP) [Now doing Pop. Rolls]

@Chairman SteinHere ye go, thou got:

400 gents

@Legion02Very impressive, I like! Feel free to move it over

Whoaaaaaaaaaa we're halfway there, WHOAAAA

i once saw an old dog with arthritis fall down the stairs.

@Vilageidiotx

What a Lovely Day (Mad Max NRP) [Now doing Pop. Rolls]

@ClocktowerEchos asking for ye olde population roll whilst I conduct an IC post.

@Birdperson

300 mates for ye

What a Lovely Day (Mad Max NRP) [Now doing Pop. Rolls]

@Senor Herp ye got 400 mates