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Post by Asriel Dreemurr on Jan 15, 2016 10:37:15 GMT
A small flotilla of Eldari warships, comprised of 9 carriers, 20 Void Rays/Destroyers, and a hundred starfighters picked up the signal from Endovul II. Intrigued, they landed 40 kilometers away from the signal's source, seeking for answers.
The landing party consists of - 20 Zealots 10 Avengers 3 Dark Templar 8 Stalkers 1 Sentry 1 Energizer And 2 Immortals.
They were commanded by an Adept named Riruha, a 346 year old Eldari commander that fought in the battles of Aiur and many other wars waged by the Eldari Empire before it was shattered by attacking Keltakens. But anyway...
"Alright, Praetor Kargax, we have landed on the surface. What are your orders?"
"Search for the signal's source, and see whether there is anything - or anyone nearby. After that, you may request to be warped into the fleet;however, if you still want to explore after that, go ahead. Just don't stay down there for more than 3 days. That is all."
The Eldari then moved slowly through the jungle, walking towards the signal's source while being alert towards strange sounds...
Meanwhile, in space...
"Mayday! Mayday! Invaders attacking, fire all weapons in your discretion!"
The Eldari fleet was caught in the crossfire as the Invaders attacked the Drathians, Typhoons, the Colonials, and any other non-Invader fleet in the area. The fleet started building and deploying Interceptors en masse while avoiding exposing their carriers.
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Post by Relikai on Jan 15, 2016 10:53:23 GMT
"So... My lady, do you have a formal title? Or your name, I should say." Rafael asked. The jungle was home to him, being raised in an area of Muscae where the terraforming created a huge rainforest, allowing the atmosphere to adjust closer to Earth's climate.
Being a young soldier, and a Genius, Rafael has his bunch of girls flocking to him wherever he went. He once met the legendary Shimazaki Haruna, but not only was she indifferent to him, she brushed off his advances and left him speechless, at a loss, the first time he experienced such a feeling when chasing girls.
That said, he could not help but check out this little girl. Shorter by a head and dressed in tribal clothing, but Rafael doesn't judge by much.
"That's a pretty short dress too. Is it practical for the hunt? Or is it some sort of village uniform?"
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Post by Cybernekit the Space Deity on Jan 15, 2016 11:04:12 GMT
The beast attacking the invaders was no slouch, despite its size and bulk; A lifetime of hunting in blinding foliage had refined its senses and its instincts, and the beast lashed out at the sword wielding invader with a forceful slash of its claw, to throw her away and wound her.
Not only this, but many other native lifeforms began bursting forth from the foliage around the ship,all looking to devour and kill. Some were large lizards like the initial attacker, others resembled hounds and large cats, and some were bord-like, capable of flight. Thankfully for the Invaders, the beasts were also squabbling and fighting amongst each other, so weren't all focused on the Invaders.
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As for the Eldari, they were safely travelling toward the beacon, though as they started to get closer a number of raptor- like beasts, covered in bristles, started stalking the group, looking for a moment to strike.
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The girl spoke without turning or breaking pace, for she was focusing on her surroundings, lest they be ambushed:
"Ahana" (Pronounced "Ahna") " I am not a hunter, I am a scavenger. Hence the feathers upon my skull. So I don't leave the village much, only after hunts do I go out. So I can wear my village clothes.
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Post by Deleted on Jan 15, 2016 11:16:22 GMT
As the beast lashed out with the claw at her, Sigma parried it in midair. The beast might have been large and strong, but Sigma, despite her frail look, was a High Invader after all. A powerful being, blessed(or cursed) with the powers of the Markers.
Gently landing on the ground, Sigma jumped in the air again, slashing her sword and cutting the beast's claw off, with yet another slash of her white, pale sword. "Submit!", the pink eyed girl shouted angrily. The beast would feel the poison running through its veins, as the influence of the Markers was spreading through it. Even the stronger of the humans had problems in resisting its influence. A beast should be easy to submit.
Meanwhile, the other Invaders started to fight the other beasts, with their railguns, with their laser guns, with their swords. The horde of white and pale dead Invaders was fighting, killing anyone in their way. And just as usual, everything that died, rose up as an Invader.
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Post by Cybernekit the Space Deity on Jan 15, 2016 11:35:37 GMT
The news recoiled, roaring in pain as poison spread through it, but before it could cause any more trouble a piercing screech was emitted from above, as a Bloodbeak hunter descended on the beast, impaling the weakest point of its skull with its spear, causing the beast to collapse in defeat. Many more screeches followed the first hunter as more Bloodbeaks dropped from the trees, taking down the beasts with precision and finesse. They of course did not target the Invaders, and instead did their best to defend them until the beasts were killed or repelled.
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Post by Drakorphobia on Jan 15, 2016 11:35:40 GMT
In orbit As the Invader base jumped, it's weapons slammed right into the Drathian shielding. The three ships had enough time to turn around, and fire salvo at an almost point blank range. The barrage consisted of corrosive boots, ion torpedoes, and regular physical shells. The Drathian Murderer Class opened its jaws, releasing a swarm of Drathian Hunter Fighters to combat the much more frail xenomorphic drones.
Immediately after, the Murderer used its superior agility to close the gap between it and the base at an alarming rate, it opened its mouth again, preparing to charge its main cannon.
Planetside As Sigma was combating the beast, she could hear loud thumps behind her. Should she dare turn around, she'd witness the ten Drathian landing pods slamming into the ground. The green sacs on their sides split open as fully armed soldiers jumped from each. A hundred in total. All began readying their weaponry, the green radiance coming from the barrels of their weapons revealing their corrosive ammunition choice. The commander of the group, distinguished by the two yellow stripes on his right arm, pointed at Sigma with a snarl.
Traitor! He screamed, reaching to his belt and pulling out what seemed to be a small metal rod with two flanged clubs on each side. With the press of a button though, the rod extended, and the clubs began to crackle with electricity. He spun the weapon experimentally, before pointing it at the High Invader.
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Post by Relikai on Jan 15, 2016 12:11:23 GMT
"This is Tamar Three, taking hit-" The Typhoon trailed smoke for a moment, before exploding as more Invader fighters started to overwhelm the three remaining Typhoons. Already racking over a hundred kills, the Jupiterran Typhoons now felt the pressure as they made a dash back to the surface. The Cruiser now activated it's AA and laser cannons, firing precisely through the gaps of the Typhoons as they sought to cover the fighters.
"A scavenger? I see. Ahana... Anna.... Ahana... nice name you have there. My name is Rafael, from a place called Jupiterra."
Seeing that the girl hardly turned, intent on keeping an eye out for ambushes and enemies, Rafael simply kept close. Introductions could be done later.
As they walked through the jungle, Rafael had a recollection of a vision. Fire, blood, death. Not just of the natives, but of Jupiterrans, other alien races, and his own. Shaking his head to clear it, Rafael breathed slowly as he continued on, the other three marines also on their toes.
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Post by Cybernekit the Space Deity on Jan 15, 2016 12:30:31 GMT
Ahana stopped for a moment, looking around for a moment before continuing.
"We are almost home. I hope you are ready."
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Post by Relikai on Jan 15, 2016 12:41:09 GMT
"Ah yes. Of course. Ready.. for? Danger?"
Rafael muttered as he signaled for his squad to be readty.
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Post by Cybernekit the Space Deity on Jan 15, 2016 12:53:10 GMT
"Danger? It is not your weapons that should be ready..."
She pointed upward, toward the treetops where the remains of a crashed ship was stuck. Ropes, bridges and logs suggested that this was a part of the village Ahana spoke of. Looking around, the Jupiterrans were surrounded by huts, tents and knolls disguised so well that they were near invisible. Sein'Hae were quietly observing the group from all angles, each wearing tribal garbs and those horned skulls upon their heads; They had walked right into the centre of the village and hadn't even realised it!
"No, your bodies should be ready. A great celebration is to be held in your honour. Feasting, frolicking and whatever else you wish for..."
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Post by Deleted on Jan 15, 2016 13:06:33 GMT
On the surface of the planet
As the strange native hunters started to help them fight the beasts, the Invaders chose not to attack them, seeing that they were trying to help. After all, the more people were fighting these animals, the easier victory would be achieved. Unfortunately for everyone though, the Drathians landed behind them, with 100 soldiers, ready for a slaughter. Turning around and noticing them, Sigma sighed. How did it get to this? The situation was going out of control pretty quickly... but it was fun. She now had some perfect specimens to kill and turn into slaves.. "Slaughter them. Let that pretty moron to me.", the pink eyed Sigma ordered, while around half of the few good hundreds of Invaders that were there turned around and opened fire at the Drathians with their many different weapons, railguns, machine guns, lasers, and so on, keeping them under a good fire. "Calm down little Drathian... if anyone here is the traitor, that's you. Just like your entire race..", Sigma said, with the same insane smile on her face, before licking the blood on the top of her white blade."I'm going to make you suffer.. I'm going to kill all your soldiers, before slowly killing you too...", Sigma said, before darting forward on the battlefield, and moving so fast that it was pretty hard to see her, she attacked the Drathian commander with fast paced and aggressive attacks. Still, her sword wasn't sucking her blood, so she still wasn't taking him seriously.
In orbit, the Invader base once again adapted. It suddenly started to spawn different types of xenomorphic fighters, created after the initial fights with the Drathians, bigger and more resistant than the usual, and of course, they once again had the numerical advantage, as the base continued to create them, the fighters clashing with the Drathian fighters in the middle. As the Drathian ship approached, the Invader base suddenly broke in two along its central axis, making two star shaped bases behind, smaller than the original base, but just as powerful, and more important, more agile. One of those two resulting bases started to attack the Murderer, avoiding the direction of its main cannon, and firing cursed torpedoes at it, before taking advantage of it and using their laser main batteries to fire at them while approaching in a quick speed. The other base did a similar maneuver, attacking the two other Drathian ships.
Some of the fighters launched by the now two bases attacked the Eldari ships, using cursed torpedoes fired from close distances. Meanwhile, at the location of the Jupiterran cruiser, while a part of the xenomoprhic fighters continued their fight in the air, others, used fighter-bomber maneuvers to drop cursed torpedoes on the cruiser's location, that had nowhere to run, the the strange fog like substance surrounding it.
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Post by Relikai on Jan 15, 2016 13:10:15 GMT
"Whew." Rafael muttered as he saw the remains of the ship and the eyes staring back at them. Rifles lowered, the Jupiterran party simply marveled at the Sein'Hae and their camouflaged designs. Structures angling according to natural foliage, it took a while for the human eyes to adapt to the lines and shapes. "Aye, guess it is so." Rafael said as the other Jupiterrans looked around warily. Contacting Klaudius, Rafael reported a rough gauge of their location, while Klaudius replied, saying that making friends with locals might be for the best, they might stay for a day or two while they extract the Cruiser.
"Very well then Ahena." Rafael said, giving the girl a wink. "Show us what you've got."
"Hit... Cursed... Damnit..."
Without the latest modernizations, the Cruiser was similar to the ship that crashed here 400 years ago. Lacking the Sundance and other defensive measures, the crew inside became incapacitated, as several who resisted the effects struggled to keep the support of the Typhoons coming.
"Don't let the party come back. Not... Until we make sure the ship is... secure..."
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Post by Cybernekit the Space Deity on Jan 15, 2016 13:31:39 GMT
Despite the arrival of the Drathians, the Bloodbeaks chose to continue fighting alongside the Invaders, as they interpreted the situation as the Invaders came here to flee the Drathians. Still, the Drathians had guns, so the Bloodbeaks dedicated themselves to fighting the beasts off or wounding them, letting the Invaders focus on the Drathians whilst also giving them some extra fighting power in the form of resurrected beasts.
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A horn was blown in the village, and in an instant the Sein'Hae sprang to life, dropping from the trees with food and materials of all kinds; Tables were brought from seemingly nowhere, fires were stoked and the guests of honour were offered seats and first pick of the food presented to them. Many, many meats and fruits were offered, instruments were brought out and a generally lovely atmosphere was created right before the Jupiterrans' eyes. Ahuna had vanished in the sudden series of events, but where to was unknown.
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Post by Relikai on Jan 15, 2016 14:00:01 GMT
Nodding and enjoying the feast, Rafael still maintained a sense of alert, together with the other Jupiterrans. Each one of them bit into a soft sac to the back of their mouths behind a molar, releasing a juice which would clean their body system for forty eight hours, rendering them near immunity to poisons or other adverse effects.
The food was good, the atmosphere great. However, Rafael could not help but be bugged with Ahuna disappearing all of a sudden, as he kept his senses in high alert...
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Post by Drakorphobia on Jan 15, 2016 15:25:31 GMT
In Orbit With impressive speed, the Drathian Murderer rolled out of the way of the salvo, allowing the barrage of lasers and torpedoes to whizz past it. Now at dangerously close range, Captain Xikcha grinned madly as he gripped the railing seperating his platform from the rest of the bridge.
"Fire!" He ordered. At that moment, the Murderer's main cannon unleashed itself at the Invader primary batteries, fully intending to cripple them beyond use, at least for the moment. He knew that the Invaders could very easily regenerate the damage in time. He wouldn't give them that time.
Damaged in the right hind leg, the Drathian ship landed on top of the Invader base, trying to crush the turrets beneath its feet and bite into the hull while just as well attempting to impale the ship with its tail blade.
Meanwhile, the Iron II's released their own fighters, turning the favour of numbers on the side of the Drathian's, especially as Eldari reinforcements entered the battlefield. They could not easily replace their fighters, but it was certain that they were harder shot down. They were not mass produced, instead, each Hunter was manned by a skilled pilot, a Thrill-Kill no less. The larger, bulkier fighters proved only to be larger targets, as the Drathian hunters flew in close to rip the Invader crafts open with their tails.
The Iron IIs themselves, with some damage, began to flank the remaining Invader base, revealing their broadside batteries. The command was given, and the Invader base was hailed with a barrage of fire from both sides.
Planetside The commander seemed very easily able to block Sigma's aggressive strikes. His staff, as opposed to her sword, gave him superior reach which allowed him more options when it came to maneuvering against the Invader. She was not putting any effort into her attacks, and that was her mistake. With each blow and counter blow, a shower of blow electricity rained upon Sigma, especially her hands and arms, which were closest to the attacks. As the exchange went on, Sigma could feel them getting numb, slow and clumsy. The electrical charge was tampering with her nervous system, the effects would only worsen with continued exposure.
The rest of the Drathians were not in as fortunate of a position. They were pinned down, forced to use their pods as cover as the Invader suppressive fire kept them from advancing. They could take care of the larger beasts, shooting the creatures down as they came near, but it was not enough. More were being created by the Bloodbeak warriors. A group of the natives could see a small metal orb with a blinking blue light roll to their feet. The orb beeped with a high, shrill sound as electricity burst from it in a spider leg formation, trying to stun the group. If successful, they'd face paralysis for the next twenty or so minutes.
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