Mortarion

Warhammer 40K Chapter Simulator game

Hmm, seems interesting but I'd need to be explained the idea a bit more in depth

Warhammer 40K Chapter Simulator game

Hmm, color me interested

Destiny : Remnants from Before The Collapse

Hmm, interested

The Dark Gods Servants

My post is done, sorry it took so long guys life has not been very kind in regards to what time i could give to do things outside of my duties for university. As such, I hope that my post is good enough and that it's not too short.

The Dark Gods Servants

Calistarius paid enough attention to the conversation between the Warpsmith and the sniper enough attention so as to not to take an inferior share of the cybernetics that he was scrapping off of the bodies of the skitarii's bodies. Once that was done he returned to his task, the blades on his hands scrapping off what little flesh remained on the warrior's bodies and taking care to not too damage the holy machinery that what unfortunately embedded on the body of such blasphemers. Once that was done he used the faculties of the medicae deck in which they where to take the appropriate measure's to ensure that no damage would befall to the cybernetics.

He was looking at the part's that had gone to him on the distribution of the cybernetics: one arm, one of the valuable autosanguine's along with a set of legs, a respiratory system along with a cybernetic ear and a MIU that seemed of good quality and to top it off and integrated hellpistol. Deciding that the distribution of the cybernetics was good enough, he turned towards his impromptu comrades -noticing that the Warpsmith was finishing repairing his bodies- and was bout to suggest that they push on forward to the Engineerium when a vox transmission interrupted his thoughts. He vaguely remembered the name of the vessel that the voice spoke of and the voice also seemed slightly familiar but he couldn't remember it and he had not the time, nor was he in the right place, to consult the memory banks of the ship; he was about to speak but apparently the Warpsmith and the sniper had already made their decision and were heading towards the bridge without having consulted him and despite feeling slightly offended he realized it was probably because of his own inactivity and as such he quietly followed the duo towards the origin of the vox transmission with his servitor following shortly behind him but ready in case of any sign of danger. Along the way they encountered an Apostate with a cohort of guards "Hmm, interesting, this changes things" He said in a low voice, calculating what would be the most advantageous course of action, if to try and convince their group to try to take control of the ship that had just recently joined or to pledge their loyalty to this supposed "Prince" Alaistair person.

Dragon Age: The Coming Blight

I still think this can be saved, although it might be needed to give a little reminder to those who where/are in the RP. Just my opinion, since I'd hate for this to die

The Dark Gods Servants

Calistarius frowned as he entered what his auspex's had assumed was the main focus of the fight only to find that it was a desolated battlefield the heat signals that led him to believe that it was the site of a massive battle most likely coming from the corpses of the dead and what few discarded equipment remained dropped into the ground. However, a particular piece of equipment caught his attention, an arvus lander which had apparently served as an impromptu fortification to the invading imperial troops. He approached the now emptied lander and looked around the ruins, noticing an autocannon in perfect condition "Come here Alpha-233" He issued the command to his servitor via the personal vox channel he had with the creature "Hand me the lasrifle" He said, extending his hand, not bothering with the vox channel and received the weapon from the clumsy hands of the servitor "Take the autocannon" HE said, finishing his orders for the time being as he picked up on a vox transmission from the resident Warpsmith of the warband.

Soon enough, they had agreed to meet by the medicae deck that him and another member of the warband held on the other ship. He made his way through the dimly lit corridors, the smell of blood and seared flesh -typical from lasrifle wounds- persistent on the air. Eventually, he arrived at the medicae deck; the smell of blood and various chemical products potent on the air. He approached the towering form of the Astartes and spoke "I have arrived Warpsith, my name is Calistarius" HE said, deciding to play cautious towards the astartes, also noticing the other heretic from the corner of his eye.

The Dark Gods Servants

Well, I finally posted...sorry it took me so long guys,life's been a bit hectic. Hope the post is good

The Dark Gods Servants

Calistarius heard the scream of the machine spirit of the ship as it impacted the other, all of it's components crying in pain and indignity for the fate that was thrust -quite literally- upon them, to be a mere part of a space hulk. But he only paid attention to the raging battle when his work was interrupted, the blades working on his hands cutting a deep gash into the flesh of the man upon which he had been working a mere seconds before, by a violent shudder from the ship, most likely the result of one or more explosions that occurred. He looked down at the servitor he had been building, it was useless now with it's delicate arrangements thrown into disarray by the gash he had cut accidentally into it's minimally enhanced flesh; letting out a binaric cry of frustration, he reviewed the logs of the ship thanks to his easily accessible noospheric connection to the ship's spirit: Imminent collision; Collision; Boarding parties detected inside of the ship. Based on this he deduced that the latest raid had been unsuccessful and that someone had finally pursued them and thrown them into their current state.

Letting out a binary chant -in annoyance at the further setbacks to his work- he went to his servitor, clad in the flak armor of an unlucky member of the warband and reactivated him. The creature looked to him, awaiting his command and he handed him his lasrifle; it had been some time but he had finally finished attaching it's laser sight and improving it's quality...the work was not difficult....he had been merely dissected by other pursuits. After that was done, the Idolitrex Magos grabbed his power axe, feeling the gentle thrum of the power source as it was activated and felt the machine spirit of his ballistic mechadendrite come back to life, and made his way towards the area where the ships internal auspex showed that the fight was thickest, the servitor following him a short distant behind with the lasrifle clutched on it's hands, determined to make pay those who set back his goals.

The Dark Gods Servants

Hey guys, I'll post today, sorry I have been really busy lately, hope it is ok for me to post today