Board Thread:Warhammer 40k Roleplay/@comment-4948356-20140428212452/@comment-7390107-20140530212052

OOC:Guys forgive my absence, i've been really busy lately getting ready for my Prom (What a wild night hehe) but now it's finished and i'm back.

IC:

With the forces fightin Orks close to the forward base:

As the fight finish it's clear that Chaos forces have won with minimal casulties, and now they have turned their attention to reinforcing the base so they can defend themself better if the horde strikes again.

With the fleet:

As the battle draws on it's clear tha even with their tech superiority the Chaos fleet is losing ground to sheere numbers of Ork ships.

"This is going nowhere, we cannot hold much longer, we have to retreat"

Aivor:"No, we wont, we still haven't used "him", and this is the right time for it,"

"Weren't  "he" suppose to be our last resort?"

Aivor:"Then tell me how are we going to survive this onslaught, this is the time for last resort. Now stop whining and call him out."

"Okay, he will be here in 3,2,1"

(I'll reveal it on my next post"

With Namex:

He looks at the map,

Namex:"Hmm this is intresting, looks like I'm pretty close to my goal."

He then starts sprinting trough the hallways.