Board Thread:Warhammer 40k Roleplay/@comment-4948356-20130829132320/@comment-7232811-20130829215704

OOC: You don't have to be so nice you know LOS. I'm expecting all of the terminators to die at some point. Almost everyone will in the course of the RPs. I'm just a little miffed that one of them was taken down so soon. Still, war is war, & in some ways it makes things better this way. Because it allows for the development of rivalries & now I know for certain who Sakro is going to be hunting down in the next proper campaign...

(Sakro shrieks in fury as the necron lord vanishes, but then proceeds to vent his rage upon the warriors, tearing them to scrap until there are only heaps of twitching necrodermis bodies on the floor. But his legs give way as a result of the injuries he sustained, & has to be helped to his feet by Odovex. By this point, Cynjax & Surzin have destroyed the last of the combat servitors, & Druthar has deployed the last of the charges. The five remaining warriors stand around the blasted remains of Vaelek, mourning the loss of yet another of the old squad. They hardly even notice the massive explosion that blasts open the chamber doors, bathing them in fire & blasting them with scrap metal. Finally, after what seems like an age, the terminators emerge from their reverie & walk slowly into the chamber, with Druthar & Odovex dragging what little remains of Vaelek behind, & Cynjax & Surzin carrying his weapons & helm respectively with an almost ceremonial reverance. With tears in his eyes, Sakro looks up at the vast racks of gene-seed. Alpha Legion gene-seed no less. Several thousand of it, enough to benefit the entire Legion. After a few minutes of staring in awe at the spectacle before him, Sakro shakes himself from his near-stupor & voxes the Hydra's Teeth.)

Sakro: Brothers, deploy the termites & landing craft at the designated coordinates. We have found it...

OOC: Ok, I know that technically nothing should be left of something that has been thouroughly attacked by gauss weaponry, but just this once, let me break that protocol. If only so as to give the terminators something to grieve over.