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Warhammer 40K: Blackshields [Horus Heresy]

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@RosebeltAngelIf you find a song on youtube, post
[youtube] [/youtube] with the URL in the center :D

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Red Strike (Ro'Kun)

As per usual, Ro'Kun lay on the couch, nursing a feeding frenzy hang over. He patted his tummy as he lay there, trying not to think about Enyo's baby crying again. He'd forgotten just how strong he'd gotten and flung the kid up into the air about a mile. Luckily, he caught the baby and it was fine. Enyo hadn't been there, but then again she'd not been there a lot lately. Most of the time she spent was with the baby. He hadn't signed up for that.

He decided he needed to use the toilet after feeling nature calling, and slipped up off the couch. He wondered where Omega and Sigma were. He needed to win those 12 bucks back after the bowling incident. Groaning and walking sluggishly, he made his way out into the hall before stopping dead in his tracks. "SHIV!" he cried out, and ran over to hug her, lifting her up. "Where've you been!?!?1 What's the dealio girly!? I'm so happy I could ju-" he lost balance for a moment, her back pressing against the wall and after eating so much and feeling so tired, he couldn't stop himself from sliding forward, his lips pressing into hers. He blinked, and then leaned back, gauging her reaction. "Um...My bad..." he chuckled.
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East meets West (SlashInfinite & POOHEAD189 1x1)

"How many are stationed there?" The illustrious Lord Herbert Duvald asked for the fifth time. His patience was running thin, and the smell of so much blood on the floor was beginning to make him feel as if his next meal should wait. This odd eyed demon foreigner did not have the strength to stand on his own two feet anymore, his hands bound by ropes, making his body sag like the worthless shit that he was. Fortunately, he was about to be useful. "There were 80," his translator told Lord Duvald. "Before the skirmish."

"Ha!" The Lord Herbert barked audibly. "If we had known that then we would have attacked a week ago! We merely sent 50 men the other day in a light patrol. Another 50 and we could have continued on and sacked the bloody thing. In fact, we will do just that." The Lord smiled, then waved dismissively at the foreign prisoner. "Hang him tomorrow." The men surrounding him untied the prisoner, and the torturer began cleaning his bloodied blades.

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The one thing they could agree on, Rylen thought to himself as he patted his mount's side. Horseback riding was something to truly be enjoyed. The stables were located within the gates, but there was a smaller (but well barred) rear entrance they gained access to, and both men rode out into the night, searching for something illusive and half suspected. Rylen still thought this was daft. He was a crusader sergeant going off because of a whim.

Meldarion had said otherwise. The battle the other day had seemed too convenient, and perhaps they could find some answers at the site the skirmish took place. They needed to collect some of the soldier's pendants as well, after all. Their families needed them to feel complete after their loss. He'd made a convincing argument, especially for a man who usually let the blade do the talking.

They left armored and armed, just in case. Meldarion always had his curious sword with him, a thick, straight single sided blade that was honed to cutting and stabbing perfection. Rylen never understood where he got the thing. His scalemail armor though was crimson, and was reputed to be made of Dragonscales from Ludegren the Blooded. That is one thing the crusader knew was true.

His own armor was standard for his army. Chainmail over leather, with his tabard atop him and his longsword at his side. He had a small studded mace strapped to his lower back for quick and unexpected strikes. He was a man of honor, but he'd do what he needed to in order to survive.

Their horses galloped into the valley, and the mists swallowed them up as they trotted towards the Dorochi pass. The feeling of the dead rising from some dark sorcerer wouldn't be too far fetched in this strange land. He felt bad enough that men died under his command. Him dying from their vengeance fueled corpses wasn't exactly an unjustified thought. Stop thinking like that.

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Fel'blade System
Krux's ship landed within the Space Station's hangar bay, a depressurizing noise filling the air just before his ship's visor opened. His fighters entered behind him in a uniformed fashion, exiting their ships in the same fashion and grouping up in their squadrons to receive further orders. Krux gazed at them, and gave them a nod of approval. "At ease, my brethren. Go to the feast chamber and eat hearty. I would say you've earned it, but these machines hardly put up a fight. Perhaps they were humans in disguise." There was a laugh from the warriors at that, and they all dismissed, going to fill their bellies. Krux would have joined them, but he needed to see his Warmaster, who had just arrived back himself with news that was about to cause an uproar throughout the entire Honored nation.

They met in the Raulek command room, which also served as it's war room and planning center. A table akin to an island was set within the center of the chamber, the only part of the place not made of Xarkonian metal. Daixanos was staring at the table as Krux entered, for it served as a holo-map as well as a communications device. "That was easier than humans." Krux said, striding in with his reptilian gait. "Do not underestimate their numbers." Warmaster Dax replied. "We are a moderately populated people against a galaxy of trillions. These machines just well might be the most populated nation in the galaxy." Krux stood across from him now, his bladed armor making him appear just fierce enough to carry his next words. "One rat or 500. All it means is I need to take more time in shoving them down my gullet. You are not truly worried about them, are you?"

Warmaster Dax did not answer at first. "No." he said bluntly. "Nor am I worried about anyone out there before us. But it pays to be wise, and sometimes diplomacy is needed." Krux narrowed his gaze at his commander. "You want to break bread with machines?" Dax roared a laugh at that. "No, but I have just been in contact with Warlord Jex." The statement in and of itself held immense weight. There were only 20 Warmasters in all of the HRF, and they were 2nd only to the Warlord, who controlled all. Krux was 3rd in line, a Battle Commander that had a retainer of generals at his call if need be. "What did the Warlord want, Warmaster?"

"Hexana is now ours once more. The word is being spread throughout the systems." Dax said, and Krux roared in joy once he had collected himself enough to be able to utter anything. "It is as the prophecy foretold! We will rip this galaxy from it's human womb and create a new era of honor and strength!" "Yes." Dax answered, his voice grating. "And I am being sent to break bread with humans."

"...What?" Krux asked. "Explain." Dax shook his head. "We are going to cut into the machine empire, just as you said. You will do this in my stead until I return. Already now, Warmaster Gatar has successfully launched an invasion into the barbarian hordes that we so often used to test out mettle. Our hundreds of systems are mobilizing, as is the dozen vassals of the Fel'blade system. But I am to go to the nation called 'Musashi' and give them terms. Worry not though. I will not be gentle. They will bow to our wishes or feel the wrath of our race until their dying breath."
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The Elder Scrolls: Fruits of Contention - Chapter 1 (Completed)

Just tell me when you need a post by me. I'm rearing to go with more Dax adventures

Freedom In The Stars: Deathbound [A Suicide Squad inspired sci-fi adventure] (Closed down)

Reeves 'Reaver' Kamdo

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"Hey fuckface, wake up."

A groan escaped Reaver as he stirred, followed by him opening one eye to glance towards the edge of his cell. "Now that could be anyone." he said, before his vision took hold and he realized there were 4 guards standing before him, awaiting him to acknowledge they were there. Laying upon his cot, his hands behind his head and his feet propped up, he decided he didn't quite want to get up, which is probably what they wanted him to do. "Heya fellas. You guys here for a quickie? I'm sorry I'm a bit tired at the moment."

"Get the hell up before we beat you to death." the front guard said, his face grim and unamused. Kamdo sat up, but didn't exactly get up. "So, are you here to tell me how long I'm to stay here, or am I just going to be executed on the spot? It's not the punishment, it's the suspense. Can't take it anymore." He sounded positively bored. They opened the cell without answering. "Fellas, come on."

One guard attempted to hit him square in the face. Reaver slid his arm up and under the swing, redirecting its course so as to keep it from hitting him. He used his other hand to strike the man under the ribs as he rose from the bed. "I will say one thing." Reaver said as the guard he struck hit the wall. "The fitness program here aint bad." It was 10 minutes later and bruise upon bruise between both sides that Reaver was in handcuffs and was lead into the room with the other inmates. Despite his sarcasm earlier, his gaze turned hard and full of wariness when he saw who was in here.

"Well well well." he declared as they set him down in his chair. His glare was as a sharp as a dagger, though he held a wicked, closed mouth grin. At least two of these people had been on his 'to kill' list, and the others seemed like crazy sorts that were half getting along with them at the moment. He had no clue as to why they and he were here, but it couldn't be good. "Don't stop the conversation for my sake, guys, please."

Into The Dark: Mercenaries (Heroes of Fame and Fortune)

@knighthawkdid some Orc info

Into The Dark: Mercenaries (Heroes of Fame and Fortune)

@knighthawkI will add Orc facts tonight friend. But they're pretty similar to Warhammer Fantasy Orcs

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@WickI'm sorry. You might need to control Ro'Kun for now. I'll be able to post tonight though!