Board Thread:Warhammer 40k Roleplay/@comment-4948356-20130903005333/@comment-14745711-20130903100245

OOC: Danny! Why did you have to kill Turatekh? I was starting to like him. :(

IC: The phaeron slams his fist into throne he is sitting in. "Triarch dam him! However, Turatekh will be avenged." He spins around to speak to a pilot nearby. "Fire the Tri-beam!" Suddenly the two tomb ships fire a shot from their pyramid which combine into the one beam which blasts at full power boring its way through the blockade of undivided ships before detonating in the centre of them and destroying several hundred of them (I'm assuming there's thousands of ships in the blockade). Before they can recover from the casualties the tomb ships fire twice more at key ponts in the blockade destroying in total about 50 battleships, 500 cruisers and 2000 escourts. (This is probably nothing but I'm not done yet).

The rest of the fleet promptly proceeds to open fire at individual parts of the fleet at low levels which when concentrated are still easily fatal. The remaining power is deverted to the shields so that every single shot fired in return is easily defelcted. Slowly the blockade is destroyed ship by ship and the undivided fail to counter attack through the nigh on invunerable necron shielding. However the phaeron knows that this level of destruction and success can't last much longer. He patches himself into a long range comunication channel.

"Cortekh, greetings my old friend, I have a request to make. There is a rather volitile situation here and I belive you are passing through a nearby subsector? Good, I shall see you on the battle field then." The channel is cut out and the phaeron leans back in his chair, this battle could soon take a turn in their advantage. The necron phaeron puts himself through to the Imperial vox channels; "I believe that if there is ever to be a time for you to attack the blockade that time is now."

On the planet bellow Vulture spins round as he catches a glimpse of a golden figure out of the corner of his eye. he turns to see the Nova in all of its glourios slpedor its eyes blazing with white flames and thousands of lightning bolts shooting out from its skin as it float towering and potent over Vulture. "Has the little boy come out to play with the grown ups?" Vulture says in a mocking voice. He draws his sword and calmly cuts right through the Nova expecting it to die without hesitation. Instead the blade stops before it can leave the Nova's body. VUlture tugs on it furiously but without success. Suddenly the blade comes loose and VUlture tears it free with such force that he almost falls over backwards.

"You are a fool human. A fool who aspires to become a god amoung his mortal counterparts. I am not just a C'tan, I am the Nova! And I am your doom!"

OOC: I'm afraid I have bad news for you Danny; the Nova has polt armour of his own so niether of us can kill the other. I know he is not important to your RP but he is important to mine. Cortekh when he arrives will also have plot armour. Now let the titans clash!