Your cycle of sleep is broken by the ship's alarm. Having been aided in removing your suit of Terminator armour for a more fit rest, you are armed solely with your power blade and bolt pistol and a set of fatigues. You hurry to the Bridge of the ship. Master Saevio turns to meet you.

"Captain Mansoon, we've news of a new Space Hulk that has drifted out of the warp... The scans of the hull reveal strange warp signatures and life signs." Saevio eyes you up and down.

"Quite eager, as always, but you may ease yourself for now."

You return the blade and bolt pistol to their respective sheathes as the other Captains shoot sideways glances, for you being out of armour.

"Our sensors indicate that it is a lost colony ship from 40 years ago. We are to investigate this ship and recover anything of value, and find any information regarding the crew."

"At once, Master Saevio."

>You will be leading a small force into the Space Hulk. You may build your force from 500 points, not including wargear costs (IE: Free upgrades).

>Terminator Squad: 200
>Tactical Squad: 90
>Devastator Squad: 90
>Assault Squad: 100
>Sternguard: 125
>Vanguard: 125

>>6292325
>Better idea:

You will be leading a small force into the space hulk.

You have at your command:

15 Tactical Space Marines
3 Marines act as Sgts with a Bolt Pistol and Chainsword.
3 Marines are armed with Heavy Bolters.

You are equipped with your set of Artificer Armour, a Thunder Hammer, Combi-flamer, Melta bombs, Frag and Krak grenades, and Iron Halo.

You will be inserted via Thunderhawk...

>>6292441
Dammit Negi, I always miss these threads

>>6292441
>>Space Hulk
>>No terminators

The Thunderhawk docks with the Space Hulk without incident. The Techmarine comments on how the landing bay was open with no blast doors preventing the docking... Almost as if you were being invited in. Your squads form into 5-man teams, and each in turn move through the air lock within the hangar until all are inside the corridors of the ship.

The lights flicker within the hold. You can feel the temperature drop significantly, even within your suit of Artificer Armour. Pockets of utter black darkness fog some parts of the corridors.

>Input Command Orders....

>>6292472
>>There are no genestealers. Quit shitting yourself. YOU'RE A GOD-EMPEROR DAMNED ASTARTES. MAN UP FAGGOT.

I thought we kited out Mansoon with a Wrist mounted Storm bolter and stuff?

>>6292491
No LETS SPLIT UP GANG bullshit.
Mansoon on point, anyone with flamers on flanks, 2 of the heavy bolter mooks on flank, one in the rear in a trident formation, everyone else covering Mansoon and the heavy bolters.

>>6292522
>Right, right. OP had to do most of this from memory because no one archived the last thread, despite his request.

>Combi-flamer replaced with Storm Bolter, wrist mounted.

>>6292526
This sounds good to me.

>>6292543
I have the file itself, but it's not archived because I don't know how (hiding shame). I just saved the whole damn thread as a file, you want it Negi?

>>6292441

Split up into 5 man squads, one flamer and sargent in each, Mansoon in one of them.

The entire group heads to the bridge, one squad on point one as rear guard.

Mansoon and co in the middle to reinforce when able.

>>6292585
>And watch as they are all swarmed and die
DAMMIT, don't you watch movies? YOU NEVER SPLIT UP. The only other surefire recipe for death is being "the black dude".

>>6292543

I wouldn't have archived it, but I could have sworn someone said they did after your request, so I assumed it had been.

>>6292526
>Mansoon on point, anyone with flamers on flanks, 2 of the heavy bolter mooks on flank, one in the rear in a trident formation, everyone else covering Mansoon and the heavy bolters.

Though a difficult to manage formation, your squads form together into a fighting line. Your 3 special weapon Tactical Marines ignite their flamers. The glow of the promethium seems to diminish against the blackness, as if unbroken from the light. Suddenly, the darkness shifts away, moving of its own volition. The light of the flamers brightens the area that was once pitch black.

Your Heavy Bolter Devastators follow in formation, covering the rear and front with overlapping fields of fire. You begin your advance to what scans detailed as the bridge of the hulk.


Your auspex distinctly registers the shrill cry of a human scream.

>Input Commands...

>>6292615
Unless you happen to be Sgt. Johnson.

Took a mother fucking lascannon to bring him down. Remember?

>>6292573
Email in field, if you would, kind anon.

>>6292641
THAT WAS BULLSHIT.
They made him go out like a bitch, and I will NEVER forgive Bungie for that. He should of went out surrounded by piles of dead brutes 4 deep, and his last words should of been, "Bury me with my gun."
That would have been manly tears worthy.

>No Change In Orders

The squads move towards the lift leading up to the next deck. An impermeable blackness covers the lift. No lights are penetrating the dark, nor does your auspex allow you to view the lift in night-vision.

>Input Command...

>>6292647
Sent.

>>6292776

Continue onto the bridge.

>>6292776
Ask for a volunte- fuck that, tell your men you are gonna check things out. If you aren't back in 430 seconds, name a sergeant leader of the mission to replace you and continue on.

>Explore the lift alone, 8 minute time limit

Your squads form up a small defensive line as you step into the black. You are completely blinded. The lift begins to rise of its own accord, taking you up to the bridge. As it grinds to a halt, your auspex registers a small sound right beside you. You recognize it as light breathing.

"Hello." A voice speaks to you, rather close.

>Input Commands...

>>6292676
>He should of went out surrounded by piles of dead brutes 4 deep, and his last words should of been, "Bury me with my gun."

This is now canon. Fuck Bungie's faggotry.

>>6292902

"In the name of the Emperor, show yourself!"

>>6292902
Hammer first, questions latter.

>>6292917
Totally.

>"In the name of the Emperor, show yourself!"

"In the name of the Emperor, show yourself!" You shout in a rather intimidating voice. Your Thunder Hammer courses with energy as you ready to strike at the sound. Red eyes flare from the darkness as the black sphere shrinks to the form before you momentarily, a daemonic cry filling the air as it lashes out, only to be met with your waiting strike. Your weapon connects with it, knocking it reeling into a panel. The black aura surrounding the body slowly recedes into it, revealing it to be a... small girl? She is laying prone, in a black dress with a red ribbon in her blond hair.

You can hear chittering laughter slowly filling the air.

>>6292994

CLEANSE! PURGE! KILL!

Begin chanting out the Abrogation Against the Warp on Your Squads Frequency.

All hoping, they'll come in just in time to see you single handedly kill everything daemonic in the room.

>>6292994
>small girl
>black dress with a red ribbon in her blond hair
>Rachel from Blaz Blue???
Negi, I might just love you in the most non gay way possible.

>>6293075

I'd love him even more if it were Rachel Ray, and we get to kill her brutally.

Okay men, we've done our bit. The planet's saved, the enemy's dead, and the Space Marines have taken all the fucking credit again. Stow your gear, we ship out in one hour to the next warzone. Double amasec rations tonight in the mess, boys!

>Fuck Daemons, Get Props

You bring your Storm Bolter to bear as you slowly chant out litanies against daemonic forces through your vox, advancing towards the noise ahead of you in the corridor. The piercing cry of another human screaming out in terror drives you forwards faster, your legs pumping into the bulkhead as you burst through a doorway to see small winged creatures dragging off a flailing human crewman, the air about the room MUCH colder, so much so that a thin veil of frost coats the room. A sidewards glance shows a sickening pile of viscera, the remains of human bodies, horribly maimed, with limbs and pieces missing. The creatures turn to face you, dropping the human to the bulkhead.

They begin to giggle with laughter.

"Think that this one will have more meat?" one says.

"He sure is bigger than the rest. Get him!" another orders.

Five of the small creatures fly at you. Two bolts blast them out of the air as the other three slip passed your fire. They're nimble enough to dodge your Thunder Hammer as they latch onto your armour. They bite and pull trying to get into your suit, but are unable to. Dropping your hammer, you grab them one by one, crushing them each in turn with your fist.

You retrieve your hammer as you see the human run away in sheer terror.

>Input Command...

>>6293162
DROP HAMMER
REMOVE FIST FROM ARM
REMOVE OTHER FIST FROM ARM
CHAIN THEM TOGETHER
CLEANSE
PURGE
KILL
SWEAR

Shoot him, obviously this is a trap.

>>6293075
Close. Rethink about what you've seen.

Pay attention to
>sphere of darkness that no light can penetrate

>>6293162
Again, HOLD, IN THE NAME OF THE IMMORTAL EMPRAH! or perish.

>>6293181

Oh god, it's not Girlycard, is it?

>HOLD, IN THE NAME OF THE IMMORTAL EMPRAH! or perish.

You yell after the human to halt or suffer the Emperor's Benediction, however he is inconsolable. As he tears off down the corridor, you level your wrist at your mid-chest, firing off a salvo. His torso splits in half in a shower of gore. Chittering laughter builds once again as you strain your auspex to see a group of the small beings move to the corpse, beginning to devour the flesh.

>Input Commands...

>>6293228
Here's a spoiler.

>>6293251
Aww, I was hoping for a LaSombra from OWoD.

>>6293265
What? Rumia ain't good enough?

>>6293237
>Assault the corpse eaters
While reciting,
"Emperor, bestow upon me Your righteous fury and Your furious strength. Let me become the storm that blasts the enemy from Your sights."

>>6293237
GRENADA!

>>6293251

Thank the emprah, Girlycard would have raped the shit out of us, the squads we brought, and damn near everything else.

>>6293237
>Negi actually killed the dude. I was JOKING about the perish part. Oh well......
Still got that flamer around? If not, BOLTS FOR THE BOLT GOD.

>>6293273
Stick her in a bin.

>>6293288
Forget that, melta bombs everywhere.

>>6293251
I'd fuck it.

rumia is the worst toohoo

Also, sup Negi?

I remember us having Hellfire rounds for our stormbolter.

>>6293309
>Rachel is better
>Bloomers > touhou

>Assault the munchers.
>Vox up the Flamers.

You palm a grenade at the body, the group of flying monsters zipping away to dodge the shrapnel.

*ZZT* "Brothers, I require aid. Holy Promethium must scour the area."

"Understood."

You can hear the lift click down the shaft as your Brothers move to aid you. Your auspex registers blips literally everywhere as the mindsplitting laughter fills your audio sensors, the small creatures seeming to materialize from nowhere. You're unable to blast enough of them away nor squash them beneath your hammer as they swarm your body, the sheer number enough to tip you to your back as they attempt to penetrate your armour.

Your Brothers are still ascending the lift.

>Input Command...

>>6293339
>For the time being, they're standard issue.

>You -want- RPGs, not RP-acid rounds.

>>6293369

Continue blasting away at them reciting the litanies of hate.

When yourbattle brothers arise, they should see you coverd in the ichor of your enemies.

>>6293369
Well, shit......
Er...... roll around, crush them between the floor and your armor, have your troops flame you when they come up?

MELTA BOMBS

EVERYWHERE

THOUSANDS OF THEM

>>6293378
If we're covered in 'em let's just go luchadore and do a flying body slam to crush them beneath our FEAR INSPIRING armor.

Throw in a flying elbow for flavor.

Also, we'll sing praises to the EMPRAH in Spanish while we do it.

>>6293404
THIS.

THIS.

IN THE NAME OF THE LIGHT OF TERRA, THE HOLY THRONE, AND THE IMMORTAL GOD EMPEROR, SHEPHERD OF MANKIND, FUCKING THIS.

>>6293404
This, except
>Throw in a SUICIDE PLANCHA for flavor

>Stop Drop Roll

You kick off with your leg to start to tip and roll your body. Its more difficult with your massive pauldrons, but you're able to tip over a few times, albeit slowly. Your weight pulverizes the small creatures, though most are smart enough to detach from your body only to dive back onto you.

Intense heat washes over your body as you hear the roar of a flamer coat you in cleansing promethium. The tiny screams of the voices of the creatures are silenced as you stand, smouldering.

"Thank you, Brother." You say, retrieving your hammer.

"Our Battle Brothers will join us soon. They are ascending the lift as we speak."

"Good, we'll need more strength to cleanse this area."

Once again, you're surrounded by blackness. You hear a squelched curse from one of your Brother-Marines as his squad light winks out, the light returning to your vision. His flamer clatters to the floor.

>Input Command..

>>6293472
Damnit, we're high ranking. Note: Request smaller pauldrons.

Retrieve the flamer, check up on battle brother, prepare for violence.

>>6293472

Storm bolter in one hand.

Dropped Flamer in the other.


WOLVERINES!!!!!!

>>6293472
Secure the area, place everyone on high alert.
And if you can, retrieve our fallen brothers gear.
If you are really lucky, his corpse, too.

Take his flamer and save your brother, then douse the rooms in flame.

>>6293525

Just because he dropped his flamer, doesn't mean he's dead, he could just be missing an arm or something.

>Take Flamer
Flamer Taken

>Your Battle Brother's Squad Indicator has flatlined.

You are joined by your 12 additional remaining Marines. The Heavy Bolters take firing positions for corridor shots. A bulkhead opens to the south. In a heartbeat all barrels of the Boltguns swivel to face the opening. A shaking Imperial Guardsman clutches his lasgun timidly. You can see terror in his eyes.

"Wha... Who... Who're you? M-More of those monsters??!?"

>Input Command...

>>6293547
He's either dead, or injured to the point of being non-combatant, and you know it.
Always prepare for the worst case scenario.

>>6293574

"WE ARE THE EMPEROR'S FURY!"

Then have him tag along.

>>6293574
>>6293574

Yell "LOOK OUT COWARDLY GUARDSMAN", plow him over (taking care not to step on him), and torch the room behind him after checking to see if any more guardsman are there (and not torching if there are).

After that, teabag him and hope nothing has a heavy plasma.

>>6293615
XCOM RULE #49: No teabagging in a combat zone.

>>6293574
GENTLY tap his head for not recognizing the Emprah's Finest, and then interrogate him for answers.
GENTLY TAP, we've killed enough dudes before getting answers.

>>6293642

This ain't X-COM.

>>6293642
>XCOM RULE #49: No teabagging in a combat zone.

It'll get your balls reflex-shot.

>Gently knock sense in the guardsman

You stride closer to the guardsman as you bark at him over the vox.

"Do you not recognize the Emperor's Angels of Death?" You lightly rap on his helmet, trying to set him straight. He hangs on that last word.

"D-Death... DEATH? YOU'VE... TAKEN SO MANY OF US!" He screams, dropping his lasgun and running off into the depths of the hulk.

*THUNK*

The bulkhead slams shut behind you.

>Input Command....

>>6293695
Now that you're separated from your fellow Space Marines, pledge yourself to Chaos.

Begin looking for a means to make this Space Hulk a floating fortress of Death.

>>6293695

Facepalm, then break down the bulkheard through sheer awesome and brute force, and hope the Guardsman isn't behind it.

I bet Kharn would teabag.

>>6293695
>>6293695
Do we have our Thunderhammer still, because I say we release some frustration on the door until we feel better.

It'll take a while.

>>6293695
Sigh, say Emprah damn it all in mild frustration, secure the room, attempt to locate dead brother.
Maybe try to get past the bulkhead, find a button or something.

>Break the Bulkhead

You ready your hammer and swing with all your might, the hammer bouncing off the reinforced doorway, resonating in your hands. You think you may have broken a few bones.

Your vox registers bolter fire and the roar of a flamer as another squad mate's light winks out.

"Sir, we're being plagued by some... thing? Warp entities most likely. What are your orders?"

>Input Command...

>>6293739

Fire everywhere, EVERYWHERE, if everyone in that room doesn't have burn scars after this, they're doing it wrong.

Also, run after the Guardsman singing a creepy song while scraping his dropped lasgun against the wall.

>>6293739
>>6293749
pull back and consolidate forces

>>6293749
Organize, burn, retreat, repeat.

>BURN. FUCKING. EVERYTHING.

"Cleanse that area, with extreme prejudice. I want that room able to cook a meal from radiation from the bulkheads."

"As ordered, it shall be."

You hear the flamers sweep through the entire room and moving up the corridors. The thunk of armoured boots begin to move in opposite directions down the corridor adjacent to the storeroom you're stuck in.

Its suddenly freezing cold.

It's also.. Snowing?

>Input Command...

>>6293836
Find the psyker/sorcerer in question, and pledge featly to him as gifted by Chaos. Until such time as you know all his secrets.

Then rip his heart out and eat it, to gain his strength.

>>6293836
We have a flamer of our own.

Lets follow our own advice.

FLAME ON!

>>6293836
You should also have a flamer, start a nice campfire to keep yourself warm, with everything in range of the Flamer as kindling.

>>6293843
Somebody mention heart ripping?

I need to come over here more if i'm missing this

>>6293836
Say lolwut, attempt to coordinate position with the rest of the squad, burn any flood that stand in your way- oops, got happy with quoting.

>USE
>Use -FLAMER
>Use Flamer on?
>EVERYTHING

You whip the flamer around, beginning to coat the room in an even layered coat of promethium.

"What are you doing?! Its getting too hot in here!" a small voice shouts out, a small *chink* heard, like a snap of ice. You roll out of the way of a massive ice block falling. It shatters against the floor. A more close look at the ice reveals it to have been a fully frozen human being.

"Awww... I wanted to see how long it would take to thaw!"

You look up to see another of the smaller creatures sitting up on a walkway. Ice hangs from the rafters of the room. You raise the flamer, but the tank is empty. You cast aside the useless weapon as you level your storm bolter. The shots rip into the ceiling dislodging more icicle bodies. You're barely able to dodge the 4 massive ice chunks. The being delicately floats down.

"You're ruining everything!"

>Input Command...

>>6293910
RUIN IT'S SHIT SOME MORE!

We are Spess Mahrins, EMPRAH damnit! No demon will have a say in what we do or do not ruin.

>>6293910

Flame on, if this is Touhou in 40k, you might as well counter with your own wall of fire.

>>6293931
>Your flamer is empty. You have only a storm bolter. You cannot output enough fire to make wall of boolet.

what a shitty thread.

KILL IT WITH FIRE!!!

>>6293910
SMASH HER WITH THA HAMMA!

>>6293910
>seduce

>>6293952

In that case, accept Chaos for a few minutes and take notes from Tzeentch... Apologize, ask how you can help her, and do so until you get close to her, then spit Acid in her face.

>>6293910
Shoot it.
Failing that, hammer.

>>6293967
I like that option.

>>6293967
>>6293970

These go together nicely, do it.

It's a little girl.

It's got magical powers.

Encased in a block of ice.

RUN THE FUCK AWAY.

>>6293990
Why when you can seduce her and make a ton of little ice power kids and take over everything there is?

>>6293990
LITTLE GIRL????

>>6293995

Because I don't think Necrons care about the cold.

>>6293910
Stop wasting ammo and listen to what the loli space demon has to say. There's always time to purge in the name of the emperor later.

>Shoot it

*BLAT BLAT BLAT BLAT BLAT*

Your Storm Bolter fires, filling the air with shells. The girl dips and dodges around your shots, distance proving in her favor.

"I am the strongest! Do you hear me?" She shouts at you as you start to try and close the distance, your hammer surging with power in your hand. You hear a sickening whine, the manifestation of warp energy, as ice fills the air, shards of razor sharp ice shrapnel forming around you. You leap aside to dodge the blast of ice, springing forward to get closer. She's quick to follow, bringing another blast of ice shards in an odd pattern towards you. You are force to back off, unable to find a quick route through the wall of ice.

>Input Command....

>>6294037
Turn thunderhammer up to max power, hit the ground in an attempt to use the electro-magnetic shockwave to blow away the icicles.

>>6294037

Seduce, spit acid in her face when she least expects it.

>>6294037
attempt to turn or seduce her.

>>6294037
When something surges with power that means it's time to bust it out! Fuck the bitch up with the hammer!

>>6294066
>>6294072
You know space marines have the charisma of bricks, right?

>>6294066
This... but AFTER the hot dickings.

>>6294037
Turn hammer to maximum. THROW IT. Follow it up with rapid fire shots of your storm bolter.

>>6294085
Cirno is a GENIUS though.

>>6294085

They have dicks the size of Pringles cans, though, and we all know touhou chicks are complete sluts.

>>6294085
Pretty marines were here. We get all the babes and the dudes.

>Stop. Hammer Time.

Activating your hammer to almost overload, you hammer into the bulkhead, sending a shockwave forward, shattering her next wall of ice. You take advantage of her surprise with three quick steps, an spin your body around full circle to bring the full weight of yourself to bear, the force channeled straight into the hammer's head, connecting cleanly with her chest, blasting her into a wall. The force of the impact knocks more ice free from the walls. You're forced to roll towards the wall she just hit as the massive icicles impact around you, one after another. A loud *CRACK* fills the air as the strain on the walkway above is too great, the entire metal structure collapsing. You throw yourself forwards into the wall to avoid the beams.

You're now stuck with mere inches to move against ice and metal. The girl is barely drifting in and out of consciousness.

>Input Command...

>>6294145
IT'S RAPING TIME!!!!

Man, your techpriests are going to rip you a fucking new one.

Take better care of your weapons, jackass.

>>6294145
Can you shoot her?
Actually, she just took a hammer blow to the chest and is NOT DEAD, so call for back up, try to capture it for the Emprah. 2 for 2, baby.

>>6294140

Get the fuck out as fast as possible before she wakes up.

Otherwise, get the fuck out with her, and choke her a bit to make sure she goes completely out for a while. The Inquisition might to insem... I mean, investigate her.

>>6294171

> might like to

Also, it's a bit unclear how the state of the room is, can we get a quick MSPaint map?

>>6294145
Walk over and stand above the girl. State. "You are not strongest. The emperor is strongest. Space marines are the emperors will." And the knock her out and take her. She would make a great addition as a psyker.

Perpetrate some violence on her for the inconvenience she caused.

Then shove her in a small container with very few airholes and GTFO post haste.

>>6294140
>take her out
>impregnate

>>6294184

>>6294223

Holy fuck that's awkward, is there even an actual way out of it?

Try, uh, sliding the metal slab in front of you aside, assuming you can't push it over, or if pushing it over might harm the girl.

>>6294223
Hmm, duff her in the head, make sure she is out cold (lol), look for a way out.

>>6294259

A Concussion probably won't do very well for her already failing health, a light choking will probably do better.

>Capture her, FOR THE EMPEROR.

Thankfully, you're able to move the hammer enough to break through some of the fallen ice, giving more room to clear a path out. She's slightly able to move, trying to crawl away. Your hand snatches her from behind, your other hand quickly cracking against the back of her neck. She goes limp in your hand, unconscious. Hammer in hand, you move to the open door to the north. Your squads are waiting for you.

"Brother-Captain! We're down to... 7 Brothers. We split into combat squads to purge the bridge. The warp entity is proving too elusive for our wargear to track. Should we extract?"

>Input Command...

>>6294259
"Out cold."
HAHAHAHA!!!

>>6294281
Send 3 battle-brothers out to get picked up with the creature in tow, attempt to locate the guardsman.

We should GTFO and blow this hulk straight to the warp, guardsman be damned if they can't be bothered to accept our help and decide to bugger off and be emo about his dead comrades.

YOUR A GUARDSMAN, FAGGOT, YOU DIE IT'S YOUR JOB.

>>6294300
THIS. But instead, leave the guardsman to his fate and investigate the warp entity

>5 am
>Archive this for later. I have a class at 8 am. Need 3 hours of sleep.

>>6294467

Did it personally this time.

http://suptg.thisisnotatrueending.com/archive/6292164