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'Misthophoroi' - A Sci-Fi Mercenary RP

@Synthorian Coming along; tomorrow is a day off for me, so, if you can wait one more day, I'll have it up tomorrow and we can get going.

WARHAMMER 40K: THE TARSON INCURSION

Astartes Apothecary

Name: Nergüi 'Boraunegen'

Appearance: Like all Astartes, Nergüi is of superhuman proportions, his height, weight and muscle-mass far outdoing that of even the largest Guardsman as he towers above them being nearly eight feet tall in height due to his power armour. His face, the only part of his body commonly seen, is hard and expressionless with the outward appearance of an elderly man with his long grey hair cut and tied into a nomadic top-knot, his facial hair the thin moustache and wispy goatee commonly seen among the White Scars set against tanned flesh, bearing ritually made scars below his eyes and across his cheeks . The almond-shaped eyes of a deep hazel colour, stuck in dark eye-sockets are what makes people realise how much he has seen and how much he knows, holding both wisdom and a look of violence within them.


Age: 275

Sex: M

Class: Deathwatch (White Scars) Apothecary (Emchi)


Equipment:

• A suit of archaic and battered but slightly modified Mark VI “Corvus” armour, painted in the traditional black colours of the Deathwatch, taken from a predecessor of the pre-heresy White Scars and gifted to the current Chapter. The suit has been modified to include the mandatory silver shoulder pad of the Watch, Helix shapes against a white background adorn the armour at several points as do eagles, the right shoulder-guard retaining the yellow lightning bolt-on-red and stark white of his Chapter.
• Diagnostor Helmet - The helmet is shaped in the conventional form of a beaked Mark VI helm, yet contains upgraded Auto-senses and readouts to assist with their charge of treating the injured and maintaining their Battle-Brothers’ ( and any others) physical combat readiness.
• Narthecium - The tool of an Apothecary’s trade, a Narthecium contains implements specially designed for Space Marine physiology and for performing first aid without having to remove the patient’s Power Armour. It also comprises various counterseptics, skin patches, transfusions and other compounds engineered for the Space Marines’ physiology, and several stasis tubes for storing recovered gene-seed.
• Reductor - Retrieval and storage of a fallen Battle-Brother’s gene-seed is so critical that Apothecaries carry a special tool for this operation. While a Reductor is not required for Progenoid removal, it significantly reduces the time. This surgical implement fastens under the wrist. It includes a monomolecular saw for penetrating Power Armour and Ossmodula-enhanced rib cages, and a diamantine-tipped extractor drill.
• Mk III Pattern bolt pistol
• Power-sabre – A power weapon utilising a curved blade, shaped after the traditional sabres wielded by the steppe nomads of Chogoris. It is rarely used, as he is an Apothecary after all, but when it is it is put to death-dealing with a deadly effect.
• One Frag and one Krak grenade

Notable Deeds:

• The Diata Purge: Under the direction of Kyublai Khan, Nergüi joined the campaign with the rest of his Chapter against various Chaos Renegades; he saved many of his Brothers during the bloodshed, as well as some from the allied Marauders Chapter. Great deeds were done during this hunt, though not glorious ones by this Apothecary.
• Battle for Grase Mesa: Nergüi was part of the Land Speeder mounted cadre that took the fight to the Eldar of Yme-Loc, joining his brethren in their flanking attacks on the lithe xenos, personally accounting for over a dozen Eldar scalps and heads.
• Third War for Armageddon: Everyone knows about this war, and there are so many tales of daring do that it would be impossible to tell them all here. Needless to say, Apothecary Nergüi of the Firefist Brotherhood (2nd Company) impressed someone with extreme authority, an Inquisitor no less, and it was requested that he be seconded to the Deathwatch of the Ordo Xenos – an honour he could not refuse.
• Classified: Ever since 'taking the black', his pure white going to the deep dark of his adopted 'Chapter', the tasks and deeds that this Apothecary has performed, the biological agents he has worked with, and the operations he has conducted are classified – only those with the highest authority able to know even a fraction of what he has been through.

WARHAMMER 40K: THE TARSON INCURSION

So who's up for teh next post? ;D

@Rithy

I did, now I guess we just wait for our beloved leader, or not...I dunno.

WARHAMMER 40K: THE TARSON INCURSION

The windswept, some would say inhospitable, plains of Chogoris – known in Imperial records and to off-worlders as 'Mundus Planus' – stretched out before him as far as the eye could see. Livestock of varying types, some as small as goats and others in the form of majestic but stubby Chogorian ponies, were being rounded up all around him by whooping horsemen in their hide breeches and fur-bordered hats, men and women using lassos to ensnare the wild creatures; after their capture, they would be used to breed and multiply the population of four-legged animals that outnumbered human presence on the steppes.

Beyond the grasslands, this close to the boundary between the so-called Empty Lands and what had once been the Palatine's empire before the heresy of the Warmaster, mountains soared upward until their peaks touched the sky.

A sky so blue, so clear, a cloudless and never ending sky that went on forever...and those mountains...mountains...mountains...

Nergüi snapped out of his revere with a sharp snapping up of his head within the interior of his beaked helmet, flashing HUD runes illuminating almost everything within the Thunderhawks interior, feeding back to him all the information that he would need to both heal and to kill those around him; luckily for him and his modest pride, as far as they were aware, he had been watching them all the entire time.

So, it appeared that they would be making a hasty landing then! This would not be his first 'hard landing' after all, for he was as used to the gunship around them as he was to his own body – far from causing any sort of apprehension within him, the fact that they were possibly going to die thrilled him. Within his veins was the blood of a hunter, as with all Chogoris nomads, his twin hearts beginning to pump faster and his fists the size of a man’s head clenching there fingers as Celestian Aviza (skilfully for one not trained in the piloting of a Thunderhawk, or so he assumed) yanked on the joystick and levelled them out.

At least they wouldn't be dying.

"I have foreseen our safe arrival on the planet's surface. The tides of woe will not greet us until our boots are firmly on the ground!"

Valenthin, Adrianne, flashed the Gothic runes orbiting the frankly oversized feminine frame, twenty-four standard Terran years, Sanctioned Psyker. The runes continued to list off some of her more notable achievements and actions, being very impressive for a girl of her comparatively few years in existence.

Unlike some, from what he had observed of psyker-human interaction in the past, he felt not hostility toward her, and was even oddly comforted by her prediction. The White Scars had their own holy men upon the plains before even undergoing Astartes enhancement, these Stormseers being the very figures that chose Neophytes from the tribes, as well as the Chapters ferocious variation to most Chapters' librarians.

Ignoring the impact of the Thunderhawk striking the ground, one hand pressing the release catch upon his drop-throne while the other pushed him into a standing position, he listened intently to the orders of his current superior – the Deathwatch having released him to this party due to his medical expertise on all manner of life, from transhuman Astartes to the smallest mortal child.

Hunter-killer Taurox Prime, confirmed.

Before he could make his way out of the gunship, the psyker and member of the Adeptus Arbites, his jaw set grimly beneath his helmet, were already heading toward the Militarum APC with a swift pace.

Some may say that he, a member of possibly the most mobile Astartes formation in the galaxy, should have been given the drivers seat of the Taurox Variant. Some may believe that a superhuman raised on a planet of horse-lords and mounted civilisation may have been a better choice. Truth be told, Nergüi gave a small grunt as he heaved one of the side doors open and slipped inside the vehicles interior, the space made for members of the Guard and therefore causing him to squat within the restricted confines.

“Apothecary Nergüi secure, let us proceed.”

Warhammer 40k: Enemy Without, Enemy Within - an 'Ecclesiarchal' RP [Mature][High Casual/Low Advanced]

Just a heads up that Andreich and I are working on a collaborative post so no one thinks I'm dead or anything.

@Kratesis

Eeeexcellent!

Knights of the Imperium: Avatars of War

As non-official Co-GM, I can confirm that 'standard' builds of Knights only I.E. Those in the Codex. As for where our GM is...I've no idea, but he said he'd get working on the OOC, so I trust him.

If all goes to Hell, I'll plagiarise this and get it going, but I seriously doubt it'll come to that.

Warhammer 40k: Enemy Without, Enemy Within - an 'Ecclesiarchal' RP [Mature][High Casual/Low Advanced]

@Jbcool
See that's the trouble I wasn't wholly certain where to go from here considering 1) that last OOC note and 2) kind of clueless what to do. Do we just go to the hive proper for preaching and investigation and such on foot or...? I know I am to choose my transport but what do I choose from, and other such questions arrive, which I thought were going to be answered.

@Andreyich

That's pretty much for you to decide, although I'd suggest either going deeper into the hive and stirring up some shizzle, coming and meeting up with us, or having a wee PM session with Krat and seeing what you two can cook up. As for transport, I just made up a 'futuristic' transit van...Hell, grab a space Lamborghini if you like! Although, I must warn, that'd be pretty obvious roaring through the streets.

Warhammer 40k: Enemy Without, Enemy Within - an 'Ecclesiarchal' RP [Mature][High Casual/Low Advanced]

@jbeil POLO!

Since @Andreyich and @Kratesis seem to be rather absent, I'll get us going again soon.

WARHAMMER 40K: THE TARSON INCURSION

@Andromedai

Does this meet with your approval?

Astartes Apothecary

Name: Nergüi 'Boraunegen'

Appearance: Like all Astartes, Nergüi is of superhuman proportions, his height, weight and muscle-mass far outdoing that of even the largest Guardsman as he towers above them being nearly eight feet tall in height due to his power armour. His face, the only part of his body commonly seen, is hard and expressionless with the outward appearance of an elderly man with his long grey hair cut and tied into a nomadic top-knot, his facial hair the thin moustache and wispy goatee commonly seen among the White Scars set against tanned flesh, bearing ritually made scars below his eyes and across his cheeks . The almond-shaped eyes of a deep hazel colour, stuck in dark eye-sockets are what makes people realise how much he has seen and how much he knows, holding both wisdom and a look of violence within them.


Age: 275

Sex: M

Class: Deathwatch (White Scars) Apothecary (Emchi)


Equipment:

• A suit of archaic and battered but slightly modified Mark VI “Corvus” armour, painted in the traditional black colours of the Deathwatch, taken from a predecessor of the pre-heresy White Scars and gifted to the current Chapter. The suit has been modified to include the mandatory silver shoulder pad of the Watch, Helix shapes against a white background adorn the armour at several points as do eagles, the right shoulder-guard retaining the yellow lightning bolt-on-red and stark white of his Chapter.
• Diagnostor Helmet - The helmet is shaped in the conventional form of a beaked Mark VI helm, yet contains upgraded Auto-senses and readouts to assist with their charge of treating the injured and maintaining their Battle-Brothers’ ( and any others) physical combat readiness.
• Narthecium - The tool of an Apothecary’s trade, a Narthecium contains implements specially designed for Space Marine physiology and for performing first aid without having to remove the patient’s Power Armour. It also comprises various counterseptics, skin patches, transfusions and other compounds engineered for the Space Marines’ physiology, and several stasis tubes for storing recovered gene-seed.
• Reductor - Retrieval and storage of a fallen Battle-Brother’s gene-seed is so critical that Apothecaries carry a special tool for this operation. While a Reductor is not required for Progenoid removal, it significantly reduces the time. This surgical implement fastens under the wrist. It includes a monomolecular saw for penetrating Power Armour and Ossmodula-enhanced rib cages, and a diamantine-tipped extractor drill.
• Mk III Pattern bolt pistol
• Power-sabre – A power weapon utilising a curved blade, shaped after the traditional sabres wielded by the steppe nomads of Chogoris. It is rarely used, as he is an Apothecary after all, but when it is it is put to death-dealing with a deadly effect.
• One Frag and one Krak grenade

Notable Deeds:

• The Diata Purge: Under the direction of Kyublai Khan, Nergüi joined the campaign with the rest of his Chapter against various Chaos Renegades; he saved many of his Brothers during the bloodshed, as well as some from the allied Marauders Chapter. Great deeds were done during this hunt, though not glorious ones by this Apothecary.
• Battle for Grase Mesa: Nergüi was part of the Land Speeder mounted cadre that took the fight to the Eldar of Yme-Loc, joining his brethren in their flanking attacks on the lithe xenos, personally accounting for over a dozen Eldar scalps and heads.
• Third War for Armageddon: Everyone knows about this war, and there are so many tales of daring do that it would be impossible to tell them all here. Needless to say, Apothecary Nergüi of the Firefist Brotherhood (2nd Company) impressed someone with extreme authority, an Inquisitor no less, and it was requested that he be seconded to the Deathwatch of the Ordo Xenos – an honour he could not refuse.
• Classified: Ever since 'taking the black', his pure white going to the deep dark of his adopted 'Chapter', the tasks and deeds that this Apothecary has performed, the biological agents he has worked with, and the operations he has conducted are classified – only those with the highest authority able to know even a fraction of what he has been through.

Warhammer 40k: The Eternal Fight for Freedom - Penal Legion RP (Looking for cannon fodder!)

Are there any spots left? I loves me some 40k.

@Skwint

If you've read the original post at the top, your writing is up to snuff, and on account of your username, then there are spots left.