It is the dawn of the 42nd millenium chaos is rulling much of the galaxey, eldar are near extinticion, the imperium is on the verge of destruction, the tyrnids are on route to terra and the necrons have awoken 2 more c'tans.

You are in the cadian 8th fighting the hordes of everything.

atm your are on Cadia defending what is left of the fortress world. Chaos has it deeply in its hand but the imperium has a new wepon under construction and it needs cadia to hold for it to be fully completed and operational.

This RPG will spread through the galaxey in time.....

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Name: Kuris Gusde
Class: Cadian Guard
Race: Cadian
Weapons: Las pistol, las gun, grenades.
Age: 16

Apperance: Quite an average man, has barely been in battle

History
Kuris was born into a milltary family, being trained till he was 15 then being inlisted at 16.

Name: Tolamir Jenson

Class: close combat expert

Weapons: two power swords, throwing knives

History: trained since a infant this man is know to be invincible.

OK the story.

Your are in a cadian fortafied position. chaos are attacking.( mainly daemonic creaturs) the first line of defense was shattered with ease now it is up to us the second line of defense to hold them at bay while the fortress prepares the BANEBLADES.

You have 100 men each at your disposal.

The young cadian had another commanded such a big group, but they were worse experienced then he was. "Men, charge and kill em all".
They charged into the nearby bunkers and trenches, opening fire on all the enemy.

Xanatos leads his men to the east to attempt to flank the enamey.

Name: Kelly

Race: Human

Class: outlaw

Weapon: Frag and Krak grenades, a lasgun, a chainsword and a stolen chaos power fist.


History: He was a young man enjoying his life until the war came. All 5 of his brothers were killed in the first 5 days under service in the 8th cadian. He decided to be an outlaw and join the outlaw militia and make something of his talents.

Kuris raised his lasgun blasting a mutant. He watched at his rank slowly being anhilated. He raised his lasgun and shot again. An explosion went off as a rocket flew and hit the ranks. Cadians were thrown everywhere. Kuris was shot in the shoulder. Feeling extreme fear he ordered a retreat. The whole line went running leaving a small force to hold the rank. There were at least 50 running when they reached the 2nd rank they bunkered down and prepared for the 1st line to be destroyed.
IC: "Run you fools! To the 2nd rank!".

at that moment a thunderhawk drop ship came down taking most of the fire with its bulky amrour to drop off 300 troops and 3 demolishers!

Spartan: ye have a lot to learn about Role Playing my young one, do ye want a Link to one to show ye how to Role Play?

Name: Borel
Age: 19
Rank: Hardened Vet Veteran Sergeant
Class: Gun fighter
Equipment: Autogun (I like Autoguns a lot) Carapace Armour (I killed a few 'Nids) and Flamer (toast, anyone?)

History: Whe don't ye ask him?


Borel got out the Thunder Hawk, his soldiers ran behind him.
He made his way to the entrenched Guardsmen, his few Vets covered from the Regiment that landed.
He ran up to the command bunker.
"Veteran Sergeant Borel reporting....."

Name: Zidane
Class: Cadian Guard
Race: Cadian
Weapons: Lasgun, frag grenades, 2 knives
Age: 21

Apperance: Experienced fighter and has many scars and cuts to rove this, he hasnt had a shave in a while...

History: Has been in the Cadian 8th for quite a while (ever since he was 16) and has recently been given favor of Castell Ursarker e. creed.
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Zidane loaded his lasgun as he prepared for the attack on the left flank.
"Fan out men, into close firing wall! Defence pattern Beta-Alpha-Beta! Move it!"
The guard lined up with the "big guns" pointing out of the formation. Zidane joined into the formation as he ordered the autocannons either side of him to load. He could hear fighting on the right flank.
"They'll be here soon boys! Get your weapons ready!"

Tolamir reloaded his lasgun as he slayed a heratic. "hold position here whilest i call for evak" tolamir ran down the street full of cadian dead bodies. Just as he ran around a corner where the radio booth is a lascannon shell shot straight past his helmet knocking to the ground.....

Kuris greeted Veteran Sergeant Borel. IC: "I am commander here Sergeant, I pass on command to you, you are higher ranked sir".
Kuris bowed to his new commander. He raised his las gun and started shooting again. Kuris had much to learn and perhaps this Sergeant could help him....

Tolamir got back up unhatched a crack grenade from his grednade holst, "haha lets see ur unholy armour take this," smirked Tolamir as he tossed the grenade crashing a direct hit on the Predator causing it to explode in a blasting flame. "HORAA'" yelled tolamir as he felt warmth rise through him as he wathced the Predator burn. Tolamir Ran to the Radio Booth and called for evak!

Borel nodded. "You, get those Heavy Weapons down!"
He then looked at the few Hardened Veterans, "Move out, we're taking the fight to the heretics, and it's going to be messy!"
His men cheered as he picked up a discarded chainsword. "Let's roll Vets!" He charged out, his men following, each with their Autoguns blazing into the enemy, Borel opened up his Flamer, toasting several of the heretics. "BURN HERETIC! FOR THE EMPEROR!" He screamed as his chainsword cut through a cultist's body. "FOR THE EMPEROR!"
He charged head-long into another heretic and dashed the brains of hi adversary out, then he turned and rammed the flamer into a heretics face, and pulled the trigger....

Tolamir put down the radio onto the booths reciever just as he did so several heratics came crashing down on him he couldnt escape he thought, he is going to die.

Borel saw a Guard fall under a wheight of bodies, he ran towards the fallen, Flamer burning a heretic as he went.
"FOR THE EMPEROR!" He roared as he reached the mass of bodies, his chainsword buzzed away through the heretic flesh, tearing them part...

Kuris felt fear as he saw the vetrans charge off. Him and the cadian guards were starting to be overrun. IC: "Men, we don't have much time, we can stay and fight or let the line fall back, leaving the troops ahead of us for overruning and no escape, not even evac".
There was an explosion across the lines and a good number of men were blasted apart. IC: "Retreat!".
The lines charged backwards in fear, the untrained guardsman ran back to protection, watching as another line was slowly annhilated.

Tolamir thanked Borel and moved out to the retreat. He hid behind scraps of what looked like a Salamander Predator. HE reloaded his Lasgun attached a 8x scope and went to snipe 3 round shot mode, he lined up a shot to a chaos lord and pulled the trigger, bringing the foul heratic down to his grewsome death. Tolamir Gathered the 63 men left under his command and charged the enemy.

Kuris was terrified, he felt fear at everything he saw. He heard a charge call and saw a group of men charging. Kuris sat there sorrounded by 20 men. They were all terrified. Soon they heard a few explosions and one of the men sitting near Kuris suddenly fell as he was hit with a bullet. Within moment chaos marines were dropping on top of them. The last thing Kuris remebered was a boot being smashed into his face as he collasped unconious..........

Borel burnt another cultist, and carried on burning, many cultists were set alight as he mowed through their ranks, untill he met a Dreadnought.
His chainsword would be useless, his flamer even more so, unless.
He ducked it's massive Power Fist and dived behind it, he then jammed his flamer into the back of the wires and power systems, he carried on burning it, melting the cables untill it eventually shut down, the soldiers around him had been covering him, he stepped back and shouted. "FOR THE EMPEROR, PURGE THE HERETIC...!"

Kuris awoke. He had a seering pain on his face and pain through his shoulder. He was been dragged across the ground along with a few others bu chaos marines. He tried to more his left arm but his shoulder hurt too much and he realised it was either dislocated or broken. He looked around and saw that he had been dragged behind enemy lines. The chaos marines dropped them for a moment so that they could get a breather. While the chaos marines were resting Kuris reached inside his shirt and pulled out a couple grenades. He pulled the pin then rolled them into the mass of troops. He then himself rolled to one side taking cover behind some rocks. The explosion went off and he made a silent prayer to the emperor to forgive him for the innocents lives of his own troops that he just killed.

Tolamir's charge was a perfect victory not one of his troops died. But when he thought of it there was only eight marines but anyway it was still a glorious victory in his eyes. Just as he shuved off the last dead chaos marine off his chainsword he got breaking news of Kuris being behind enamy lines.

When Tolamir heard the news of Kuris being behind enamy lines he yelled. " GATHER, WE HAVE A VETERAN OUT THERE'" Tolamir managed to gather a platoon of cadian shock troops. They moved out to save Kuris and any one else who was stuck behind enamy lines. Just as Tolamir gave the order to move out Evak 772 landed infront of his platoon. He denied all of his troops requests to leave and kept on moving, just before he did he called down a Karskin squad and a Panzer Division, now they were ready to go and save Kuris from his most certain bloody death.

(A panzer division is a heavy support company full og tanks and cool things)

Kuris was running along, flak from the Grenade had also struck him but he wasn't wounded badly. He was still bleeding from the skull and was now bleeding from his arm. He was being hunted by a large group of chaos marines, wanting revenge. He was running along and heard shots behind him, he jumped for cover and was struck directly in the back. Kuris shouted out in pain and laid down behind a rock. Pulling out a few grenades he pulled the pins and waited for the exact moment. He threw the two grenades blowing up four men. He pulled out his only explosive and planted a grenade on it. He dragged one of the bodies over and threw it over himself. Just as the rest of the squad came into view he threw the bomb. The explosion went off and Kuris cover was blown to peices. Body parts went over head and Kuris was thrown smashing his head on the wall, and falling unconious.

Tolamir saw the explosion and his platoon made hast its way.

(Off the topic)

Its *haste*

Borel screamed a death charge as he and his veterans charged with him, his flamer fired up, roasting cultist after cultist after cultist, his chainsword cut through several more.

He ran up a hill, his flamer now empty, around him many cultists fought the four veterans that had survived, he cut another one down, and then he was face to face with a Chaos Champion...

Kuris awoke. He was laying in some kind of warm puddle. He checked it and it was his own blood. He went to stand up and felt agony is his leg. Sticking through his leg was a large shard of metal. He felt his head and it was covered in blood. He tried to remove the shard but the pain was unbearable. Kuris dragged himself against something solid. He picked up his radio and sent out a message. "This is Kuris reporting, my men have been killed and I am the only survivor. I am injured quite badly and can't make it to evac point. If someone out there could come and help me, or if not please reply". Kuris went to speak again but then trailed off as he looked up at chaos marines. The chaos marines picked him up with one hand and punched him. Kuris was even more bloody and dizzy and was once again carried off.

Borel hacked at the Chaos Champion, his chainsword bit into the Powersword the Champion wielded, they fought on for several minutes, neither gaining the advantage, soon however, the Champion made a mistake, his guard went down for a second as Borel spat in his face, Borel then rammed his chainsword deep into the Chaos Champions stomach...

The chaos marines were carrying more then just Kuris off into enemy lines. There was at least a squad of prisioners. As they were heading towards more chaos marines artillery support started. Huge missiles and shells started to rain down upon the area. A missile exploded nearby and the group was thrown. Kuris landed nearby and grabbed the shard of metal in his leg. He put all his strenght into it and ripped it out. He grabbed the shard and jumped onto the marine that was holding him. He drove the shard into the helmet multiple times until the helmet cracked and the shard was embedded in the marines head. He grabbed the marines boltgun and hobbled over to a nearby building. The explosions continued to go off as Kuris huddled in a corner.