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Topic Started: Nov 2 2007, 11:42 PM (318 Views)
Nubnub
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Post anything... dun matter what.. the deadness is killing me :P
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WHAT 9000!?

:D
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Lucifer
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BLAH!!



i think that falls into the catagory of anything
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{-X-}PreDaTor
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Dustbin lids and paperclips.... :rolleyes:
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Nubnub
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exactly ^^
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gmoz ew deen emos affaj sekac
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Spawn
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I Fail to locate something that is missing on this forum.. that or I just can't find it <_< either way I will post it again if it is on here somewhere. Behold the might of Chapter 1 the start and the finish.. for i never bothered to do another chapter

Chapter 1 - War

The inhabitants on Zeuxis have always been at war as long as anyone can remember. The Raging Pythons Space Marines on one side and an Ork horde lead by the bigmek known as Graksnig on the other, only fighting one another for the sake of war, not letting the other take control of the jungle like planet.

Sunset was rapidly approaching over the grassy hills that surrounded a small marine outpost, a chill was in the air and the night animals could be heard over the eerie silence of the coming night. The long grass swaying in the strong gusts of wind reflecting a marvelous glow from the orange sky. A marine scout returned from his recon duty and gave his report to his captain.
“They're coming, a whole army of them” he panted, just as he warned them, a loud roar was heard from over the grassy hill,
“It’s them” he shrieked as a horde of orks came storming down the grassy hill waving their blood stained axes in the air. The marines got into formation afront their outpost and started to fire everything they had at their disposal at the oncoming horde.
"Keep them back men!", shouted the captain over the roaring gunfire, A mad dok had created a small force field generator from parts he salvaged from an Apothecary’s corpse and a destroyed dreadnaught he found earlier, the generator was strapped to the back of a nob at the front line to protect the orks behind, the new invention was proving to be most difficult for the marines gunfire to penetrate through, the marines started to fall back as the orks moved ever closer with each passing breath. The green horde continued their charge toward the marines when suddenly the ground erupted from beneath their feet, sending a group of orks through the air and destroying the generator.
"deyz sets a trap, watch werz uz step" Graksnig yelled to his troops, with the field generator destroyed, the Orks soon realized their current predicament and had no choice but to fight on and try to force the marines back, or take heavy casualties on the retreat.

They charged on towards the marines who were now bunkering themselves behind the front wall of their outpost and setting up their guns. Those orks unlucky enough to stand on the mines were literally blown apart from the explosive charge or were fodder for the marines heavy bolters, they made it up the last hill rather quickly with Graksnig leading the charge, deflecting as much of the gunfire as he could with a large metal sheild he was carrying. The orks finally met the marines face to face. To much of the marines horror, not as many orks were killed from the mines as expected, and the marines were in for one hell of a fight.
"Waaaaghh" the horde screamed, sending themselves into a frenzy, kicking and swinging their blunt axes into the joints of their reinforced armor, the marines tried to fend them off the best they could with their standard combat knives, not being a very large outpost, no stationed guns or bunkers had been established and they were practically defenseless inside their own base.
“Don’t worry men, I know how these greenskins think, they cower like the dogs they are when their leader falls in battle” the captain explained to his troops.

The captain grapped a high powered sniper rifle from a nearby supply crate and steadied his aim, he fired at the bigmek Graksnig. Graksnig fell to the ground as the bullet shattered his armour pierced his chest,
"ey you dok, get ova ere an giv me sum ofz dat juice" he yelled at a nearby mad dok who came to his aid, he injected a strange concoction into his arm, and with newfound strength Graksnig rose from the ground and began surveying the battlefield for the man that shot him down. Both their eyes met and they paused for a moment, Graksnig made the first move and started to run towards him slowly gaining speed to a sprint, the captain readied his sniper again, running out of time with Graksnig charging towards him he fired, the bullet went soaring through the battlefield heading straight toward its target, it missed, only grazing Graksnig’s cheek only fueling his rage even more, planting one foot hard onto a marine who had his back towards him, he leapt into the air, while the captain now desperately trying to shoot him down with his pistol, firing blindly into the air hoping they would hit, to no avail. Graksnig landed beside him and swung his axe sideways, only to have it parried by the captains sword, the two were almost evenly matched, with a barrage of attackes at one another untill the captain managed to slash Graksnigs arm deep, which started to spew green blood, his axe dropped out of his hand and was unable move his arm, the captain continued swinging at him trying take him down as quickly as possible, trying to block as many hits as he could with the metal sheild as he slowly backed away, but quite a few managed to cut his green flesh, Graksnig had to do something quick if he wanted to make it out of this alive, thinking as fast as an ork can, he forced the sheild into the captains arm, pushing it up into the air so he couldn't swing his sword, Graksnig then quickly grabbed the captain by the shoulder and smashed his head into his with incredible force. Knocked to the ground from the hit the captain tried to reach for his sword but Graksnig kicked it away and picked up his axe from the ground, he started beating him viciously with a barrage of punches and kicks, smashing him over the head with his metal shield until the captain was coughing blood and could barely move, his armour was dented and cracked from the forceful blows. With his axe held high, Graksnig delivered a final blow cracking the captains skull wide open. Dislodging the axe from the ground, Graksnig looked up to find his next victim only to see that his troops had almost won the fight already, The marines were trying to retreat with little men they had left,
“lookz wot ize fixed” chuckled a mad dok as he layed waste to the retreating men, with the autocannon from a landspeeder he found
"itz Not bad, but needz more gunz on it I thinkz” he smirked. the orks had been after this section of land for quite awhile to expand their camp, The orks let out a cheer of victory, no longer in a frenzy they all slumped to the ground as their sense of pain returned, waiting to be nursed back to health by the mad doks
“Hurriez it up, I can’t wait ere all day, Ize got thingz to smash, and Ize needz a helmet next time” said an impatient ork with a bloodstained knife sticking out of the back of his large head.
Graksnig began to explore around his new settlement to be.
"dis here base iz gonna win us de warz" Graksnig told his troops as he gazed upon the decommissioned whirlwinds the marines were trying to fix.
End Transmission
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Fantastic prose Spawn, an exiting read... thumbs
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Lucifer
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NOOooo not the marines... although kinda expected seeing spawn has allied himself with the greenies. Very well written spawn if i didnt know you i most likly would of been guessing till the end.
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Spawn
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I edited that thing so many times and its still full of errors. if i was still at school my english teacher would be crying if i showed it to her :lol:

I actually tried to do a chapter 2 multiple times, and had lots of g8 ideas for it but couldn't pick one and stick with it, so kept starting it over again when i thought of something different, but owell.

and for the marines to win? both lex luther and kirby agree thats just plain WRONG http://kirbyswrongland.ytmnd.com/
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marteffyo
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waaah
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purge
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WHAT 9000!?


How old.
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