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Postby Doc 42 » Tue May 27, 2008 8:18 pm

Martain landed into a crouch, suddenly flashing out of view as he activated his stealth. After a quick commando roll backwards, he reappeared, spinning around, knife held back hand. The knife sliced swiftly though the muscles on the Skavens leg, causeing him to drop to the floor...

Meanwhile, Martain was guessing that the cannon was behind the door he lurked at right now... He examined it, wondering if there was a way to open it...

the Drones continued to bombard the planets surface, targeting areas of estimated activity...
On the open channel, a request for negotiations was sent out over Skav....
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Postby Iceking » Tue May 27, 2008 8:36 pm

A deer was grazing peacefully on a bush, no visible threats in sight. THen, a small light appeared very briefly in the distance and a second later, a laser blast pierced the skull of the deer with minor effort. The black arm that had fired the shot grunted to his companions:"Not even a challenge." They walked over to the body and the one whom had been carrying the laser gun simply held it in one hand. Black arms could be very strong and with a deer, it took only one of these human sized ones to lift it up with both hands.
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Postby dinoman666 » Tue May 27, 2008 8:46 pm

A message went back to the Maricans, that of agreement. It said the terms would be at the Council chambers the next day.

The massive Skaven, a muscular, mutated Rat Ogre, spun around, hardly affected by the knife. On its left hand were metal-reinforced claws and the right had been amputated, replaced by a cannon. Its red eyes glowed as it bellowed, towering over Nightraid and backhanding him, sending him tumbling backwards.
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Postby Doc 42 » Tue May 27, 2008 9:28 pm

Nightraid stumbled back before pulling out his side arm, unclipping it from his elbow. He brought it up blazeing, fireing three shots into the monsterous creatures kneecaps, tearing through the bone. He wasn't sure if this things anatomy was similar to normal creatures, but it was safe enough to fall back on a sweeping generlisation that "Things with no legs fall down"

A quick reply came to the Skaven "Negetive. Meeting at area of Marican choice." That was followed by co-ordinates in the middle of space. "One Ship. No weapons. Any forces attempting to avoid detection will be instantly destroyed. Ground bourne forces will be activated upon any sign of further hostility from Skaven forces." It was quite simple. do anything. Die.
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Postby dinoman666 » Tue May 27, 2008 9:30 pm

The Rat Ogre bellowed and fell to one knee, but otherwise wasn't fazed. It lifted the cannon arm and fired, a beam of green energy lancing at Nightraid.

There was a pause, then the Skaven message: "Very well, man-things. We will negotiate on your terms."
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Postby Doc 42 » Tue May 27, 2008 9:39 pm

Nightraid was blasted back, hammering into the cave wall, his vision blurred. Something felt damaged... a small voice crowed into his head "Damage... Detected. Begining Mechanical replacement. Administrateing morphine" The effects were instant. Anything damaged beyond use was replaced by the suits own mechanical systems and any pain seemed to dull away. He raised his weapon again, fireing towards the Creatures head, his rifle having been knocked away when he first fell. Thankfully it was linked to his helmet to stop anyone but himself from fireing it....

The next message was simply "You have 10 hours. Do not Cause more loss of life."
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Postby dinoman666 » Tue May 27, 2008 9:44 pm

"Very well," replied the message.

The Rat Ogre shook its head as bullets bounced off, growling angrily. The Assassin, which was listening to something on his wrist, screeched. The rat Ogre stopped, backing away from Nightraid. The Skaven Assassin walked up to the human and growled, "You're very lucky, man-thing. We have scheduled negotiations with you. Stop attacking and leave now-now, or die."
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Postby Doc 42 » Tue May 27, 2008 9:50 pm

Nightraid grunted sarcasticly in the universal lingo "I suppose I will just fly away into the sky will I?" Suddenly, a door on a raised platform near the othersideof the room burst open, a thin red line indicateing it had been cut. Martain materilised into view, rifle raised, a thin red beam falling onto The Rat ogres head. His voice called across the hanger"Back away from him or lose your head Rat freak...."
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Postby dinoman666 » Tue May 27, 2008 9:53 pm

The rat Ogre bared its teeth in a snarl, but the Assassin chittered at it, and it backed away, still growling. "Take him," the Assassin growled.
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Postby Doc 42 » Tue May 27, 2008 10:12 pm

Nightraid got up, quickly retreiveing his rifle before jogging over to martain, jumping up onto the platform. He whisspered "Thanks a million, mate." Martain said again, loudly "You two... up against the wall..." He wanted to keep them as hostages. If the cannon tried to fire again he could try blow it up or force them to call off the shot...
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Postby Iceking » Tue May 27, 2008 10:14 pm

Jewel eey had eaten his fill of the zebra and was laying on his back with his hands behind his head. He had once seen humans do such a thing and found the position very comfortable. Some of his tribe were also just laying around and watching what went on around them.
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Postby dinoman666 » Tue May 27, 2008 10:15 pm

"I don't think so..." The Assassin turned and leaped into the shadows, disappearing down a hidden corridor, its entrance engulfed by darkness. The Rat Ogre looked around, confused, and stomped around, not sure whether to attack or stay put.
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Postby Doc 42 » Tue May 27, 2008 10:28 pm

Martain watched where the strange shadowy skaven had fled, frowning before glanceing back at the strange mutant. Determineing that it was unable to speak, therefore, uncivilised, he adjusted his aim slightly and pulled the trigger. A huge bang echoed around the corridor and a large slug tore through the Orges jungular, thudding into the metal floor behind him, smokeing riseing from both the Ogres mortal wound and where the bullet had hit....
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Postby dinoman666 » Tue May 27, 2008 10:30 pm

The ogre roared in pain, clutching its throat, yet not dead. The beast ran in circles, nearly crushing Martain and Nightraid as it did. After a while, it collapsed with a gurgle, blood pooling from its throat.
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Postby Doc 42 » Tue May 27, 2008 10:41 pm

Martain's helmet split across to the side momentairly. He Spat onto the rat beast things corpse and then reclosed his helmet, his visor flashing. He grunted "Come on... Lets get rid of this thing and then get the hell out of here..." Nightraid nodded, jogging on towards the base of the cannon. He pulled out a small cylndrical charge from his waist and clipped to the base of the cannon, pressing a small button on its center, a red light blinking on the charge... He jogged around to the other side and placed another charge... He set the timers useing his helmet, just incase something happened to stop him from detonateing them. Both of the soilders reactivated the stealth on their Predator suits and climbed back up onto the platform, leaving the room through the same way Martain arrived....
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Postby dinoman666 » Tue May 27, 2008 10:44 pm

A Skaven ship, with an envoy on it, flew towards space. The single Skaven on the mostly-automated craft was not of importance, but carried a device that sent and transmitted audio, visual, and computerized data, allowing the envoy to convey message to the Maricans and from the Skaven leadership and vice-versa.
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Postby Doc 42 » Tue May 27, 2008 10:50 pm

A single Drone cruiser approached the envoy ship... Weapons activated... It slowed into an escort position over the envoy... A message directly from the Drones Ai ordered the envoy to halt. The Admiral didn't trust the Skavens. Not at all. Not after the assassination attempt on that counciller. There was alot of anger around the council at the moment... The body guards are highly respected individuals, the one involved in the fight with the Skaven having died from poisen within the rat creatures weapons...
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Postby dinoman666 » Tue May 27, 2008 10:52 pm

The ship stopped immediately, the Skaven patiently awaiting a message.
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Postby Zephyr » Wed May 28, 2008 3:32 am

Farther in space, alarms blared on an earthlike world populated by humans. The sirens sounding and people screaming as fighters flew over head. Suddenly several fighters were sent plummeting to the ground as a squadron of Drej fighters screamed by. Tanks fired into the sky explosions echoeing in each city, it was a mass attack on the whole planet. Several missiles fired and soared to their targets but were shot down early. Several more tanks destroyed and hundreds of people shredded by the beams of energy. Finally as the havoc began ending the Drej fighters seemed to flee. Surviving humans emerged from ashes and rubble and looked to the sky. In the planets orbit the Drej Mothership, where the fighters began gathering. An electrical alien voice spoke, ringing through the massive battleship. Destroy the humans, fire the Decimator! A purplish-blue orb of energy began charging up at the tip of the massive ship's cannon and suddenly with a blinding blast fired the great ray piercing the surface of the planet and driving down to the core. In an instant the planet cracked and in another completely shattered sending pieces soaring through space. Moments later amidst the planet remnants the huge mothership floated. These pitiful humans... Now continue on... we must find more of them and exterminate them. Activate warp drive, The voice spoke. With that the ship with all its small fighters stored within vanished in a blur and a flash of light.
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Postby The Kingpin » Wed May 28, 2008 11:45 am

The Engines of the Endeavour started whirring as Jarmun started the various systems needed for space travel. a warning siren outside on the dock warned people to back away, as massive blast panels emerged from the area around the back of the Craft, the anti-gravity pads on the bottom of the craft keeping it from touching the ground as the vehicle began to move forward, the doors closing with it's crew on board, the vehicle quickly reaching flight speeds, the flaps of the numerous small wings alongside the craft retracting as Jarmun pulled up, the craft shooting upwards into the sky, moving at just above the speed of sound, the anti-G field within the craft making the movements unfelt by the crew, which, when added to the gravity generators, kept the crew on the ground, comfortable. as the craft left the Atmosphere, Jarmun said "And we're off!". Serephir walked up behind him, saying "Good job. now, we're out of the atmosphere. the most difficult part of the whole process is over. you go settle in". Jarmun looked at him and said "What about the Craft? won't it veer off course?". Serephir grinned. "Computer! Activate Autopilot" he said. "Acknowledged, Commander Serephir. Autpilot activating now" responded a feminine voice. "Now she won't" he said with a grin. Jarmun sighed, grinning as he got up and walked over to his brother, talking to him in their native tongue, the two then walking off to get their rooms. "What about you, Arqueek? Why don't you go find yourself a room?" he said as he walked over to the Skaven, putting his hand on his shoulder...

The VAMCEB officers were busy settling in, with Blaze setting up his own little console in his personal room to pass the time with amusement. a small box with the title "Giants of War" written on it, with a large space craft of a dagger-like shape, closely resembling images of the fabled Star Destroyers of the Galactic Empire, drifting in the foreground towards the camera, the title above it surrounded by various smaller craft attacking it, being blown apart by the massive craft, the electronic cover giving off an attractive, gripping scene as craft dove in, looped around the massive Destroyer and fired at it, before being blown to smithereens by a laser from the Destroyer. "I've been waiting to play this....finally a break to try it out" he said as he placed it in a small sphere through a slit in one end of it. suddenly a projector lense popped up from the sphere, an extremely clear, realistic, 3D image showing the intro of the game. "The hell're you doing?" said Xander, who had just finished setting up his room. "Playin' a game. what does it look like?!" responded Blaze in between gawks at the game as various craft were blown to smithereens by the Destroyer in the intro. "Oh come on. scrap that and let's go to the Recreation Room. I'll show you some REAL classic games" said Xander. "You don't know me Xander. i'll rip you apart in any classic game you ask me to" said Blaze in a mock threat. "Alright then, tough guy. back up your words and get off your *** and come on!" said Xander as he crossed his arms. "You know what? fine. bring it on" said Blaze as he pressed a button on the sphere, the 3D Projector closing and the console shutting down. the two made their way to the Recreation room. This guy's gonna se his pride blown to hell when we bowl thought Xander as he walked down the corridor, then to the right after heading towards the front of the ship, walking down a small staircase and entering the recreation room...
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