Board Thread:Warhammer 40k Roleplay/@comment-24821739-20140419184522

''Above Eidety, --- watched as the meteors fell, it was a breath-taking sight. Multiple colors rippled across the sky, as the frozen substance hit the atmosphere. --- let out a sigh and began his work over, the soil wasn’t going to move by itself. He wondered how he got to this place, from being a candidate for the Imperial Guard to moving earth with a shovel. How had he sunk so low? He was still reflecting on his memories when the meteor hit the ground about 100 meters north of him. He felt the ground rise up to hit him in the face, as his knees buckled under the impact.''

''When he awakened, he heard a chattering coming from all around him. They must have been words, but they sounded strangely familiar. He panics as the realization dawns on him and he knows that he has only seconds to live. George grabs his shovel and suddenly he is upright, and tightness in his chest makes him look down. Protruding from his chest is a long, large claw. George knew in that moment that he was dead, and there was only one thing he could do. He reached into his pocket for his comm unit and pressed the transmit button, just as the Lictor began to feed on his still alive corpse.''

''Meanwhile, Lieutenant Grammer listened to his comm unit in the command tent north-west of the Hive City Havelorn. A single tear rolls down his eye as his best friend is butchered alive. The command tent is completely silent. Then, as the comm unit shuts off, everything is a blur, ajutants move around the room delivering orders, Servitors begin unboxing munitions, sirens begin to wail as the military forward base begins readying for attack. As the Imperial Guard form up, a booming voice spreads through the camp.

''“This is Lieutenant Grammar, we have confirmed Tyranid forces have deployed to our beloved Eidety, and they cannot have our home. We will fight this enemy with all of our might. You have followed me through all these years, now follow me again. The Emperor Protects, and he is here among you. He is the pride in your hearts, and rightly so! The Eidety 204th has never been beaten. We are the Eidety 204th Armored divison! We do not retreat, we do not surrender! WE DO NOT FAIL!”''

As a cheer raises up from the defenses, the tyranid forces attack…

''The small merchant vessel “Funeral” becomes tangible again, as it exits the warp. Team Alpha secures it’s equipment for the coming combat drop.

“I did not sign up to drop the Emperor’s Angels into a hot combat zone,” the pilot says, pointing to the very obvious explosions along the planet’s surface. “You are getting what you got paid for Jorgast,” says “______”.

“I was told that you would be in combat, not me,” the pilot retorts, visibly sweating now, “I am not as durable as you are!”

“You will be on the ground only momentarily, there’s only a 2% chance of anyone seeing us,” _____ says. “Knowing my luck, I’m dead,” Jorgast replies.''

You are these Space marines. You will soon be combat dropped onto Eidety, sent as an infiltration force to scout ahead of the main fleet to push back the Tyranid menace.

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