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4 yrs ago
"STOP. QUOTING. ME." Jb, 2019, quoted in 2022." Roland, 2022, quoted in 2022.
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7 yrs ago
STOP. QUOTING. ME.
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7 yrs ago
Gone fishing for a week, will return soon.
7 yrs ago
Happy New Year!
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7 yrs ago
Merry Yuletide, one and all! Gods bless.
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Bio

Greetings,

I am Jb; Briton by birth, roleplayer by my own hand, and lover of literature. I am also an amateur historian, a receiver of a Bachelors degree in Ancient and Medieval History - quite a useless degree, actually - and would like to think that I'm a fair, honest and open guy.

As far as RP'ing goes, I'm pretty open to most things really, all you need to do is ask! :)

So, if you've ever any questions for me, wish to speak about RP's involving myself or run by myself, or simply feel like a chat, don't be afraid to get in touch.

Most Recent Posts

can we eat jbcool


No...but if it bleeds we can kill it.

I'll get a post up today or tomorrow, have no fear.
I'll try and post later today. Been busy.


That's fine, as long as I know you're alive and are going to post; I've had too many people disappear on me in previous RPs, so I'm a little paranoid.
@Jbcool Sorry about that.


No worries, you posted and that's good enough for me! :)
@Jarl Coolgruuf@Dogematix@AdvancedJ3lly@Andreyich@Superboy

Just a quick reminder (I'm only posting this because it's been 6 days).



Posts don't need to be long, a simple 'picks up gun' or 'doesn't pick up gun' is fine.
Vala expected the crazy leader to tell them to charge head first into the wall of greenskins and throw their lives away in glorious combat


She would have, but she didn't come up with the plan! No idea why she'd seem surprised though, well I do...but that's another story.
@AdvancedJ3lly Then don't pick up a lasgun and refuse to help, it really is as simple as that. :) Oh and if anyone's characters have questions, ask them.
@Andreyich If it was a Krieger pattern, I would have said a Krieger pattern.

That is a redundant question, son!

@AdvancedJ3lly OR the Shadow Order are gunning down loyal Inquisitors, and expecting you to help them. Choose wisely.

Oh, also, we're not under the perview of the Munitorum...or indeed anyone, really. Only the Emperor himself.
@AdvancedJ3lly Not sure I understand...
@Jarl Coolgruuf@Dogematix@Poi@AdvancedJ3lly@Andreyich@CaptainBritton@Superboy

Whatever conversation may have been delved into by the assemblage of bound prisoners was cut as short as their ties, from one moment to the next things had changed rapidly, and those subjected to interrogation and questioning but a short while earlier were to find themselves in an altoghether different set of circumstances in three...two...one...

A ray of light entered the utter darkness of the room, the slow rumbling of a shifting doorway easily heard by the prisoners senses - that by now must have been straining for every sound - but one sound in a manifold audio bonanza; the quick and sharp snap of las-bolts overlapped with the deeper rumble of heavier munitions, bought to a crescendo by the crump and fwump of krak and frag grenades.

"Sir," barked an unknown and unseen figure, speaking of course to another individual of uncertain identity, "I do believe we have the new recruits."

"Ah, splendid work Sergeant, please remove their hoods and restraints."

The sounds of action that had seemed so close a moment before now appeared to move further away, deeper into the clandestine vessel, down corridors and depths in which no-one had walked for decades at least. It was a firefight to the death, as all those involved were aware.

With deft skill and speed the hoods were yanked from heads, the eyes of the prisoners adjusting slowly but surely due to the sliver of light from the corridor beyond the chamber containing them, restraints sawed apart by the razor edge of a serrated combat knife to allow motion once more; the man doing the unleashing made sure to step back each time, especially away from the Krieger, Catachan and Ork Hunter.

"Well," chimed in the more refined voice of the supposed superior, "it seems we have quite the eclectic blend here, as with all our hauls. Not too damaged by the looks of you. Yes, very good."

Allowing the door to be opened fully, a las-pistol held low in one of the gloved hands of the black-clad speaker, dressed in a suit of bodyglove and carapace armour that showed very recent signs of battle, enough light flooded the space to bring the patrician features of the man into focus.

He was of middling age, though his golden hair was beginning to show signs of graying, and his aquiline features and blue eyes looked over each prisoner as one might expect a predator to view their latest catch.

"Greetings chaps, my name is Major Bonham of the Emperor's most Holy 'Shadow Order', formerly of the Fifth Praetorian Guard, and this here is Sergeant Latentius of the Indigan Forty-Seventh." One finger of his free hand pointed to the masked but obviously more heavily muscled NCO who had returned to his side after freeing each Guardsman, "we are here to recover you."

A short snap of his fingers bought two similarly dressed soldiers into the room, a third very dead looking corpse dragged between them, and thrown to the floor at a word. This corpse was different, and in quite a discernable way; dressed in a tight-fitting suit of crimson and black, Bonham rolled the figure over to reveal the signature =][= of the Inquistion upon the las-scorched chest of the once-living Stormtrooper.

"I have no doubt that some of you may be quite shocked to see the identity of your captors, but I assure you that this is neither a test nor an artifical scenario. Let this be a warning to you that my Order has operatives, and thus enemies, in every echelon of our glorious Imperium."

Another order was given, several men entering the room carrying standard-issue las-guns and placing them on the floor before the Major and his second-in-command, retiring once more and hefting their hotshots in preparation for action.

"Now you get to make a choice - pick up one of these weapons and assist us in the culling of, what I assue you, is a most heinous adversary or remain here and think upon your current situation; I have done enough speaking, and questions will be answered, but now is the time for action. Soldiers of the Emperor, are you with me?"
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