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Based in Victoria BC, we are a mixed group of dice-rolling gamers. As a group we try to encourage all types of interactive games and hobbies as an expressive way to enjoy ourselves.

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Tuesday, June 14, 2011

Struck


Droid-Citizen Aptiman has frozen up again, the essential data being analyzed in his core must be safeguarded until it can be transmitted to the Animate Vigilix...

"Apti? Apti... Apti?? Damn, I hate computers."

"I see sum'n..."
"Yeah, Biliboab, it's armor with heavy mechanized infantry-"

"No-o, I mean I sees sum'n. Sum'n smarter..."

The Chaos assault begins suddenly, way too close for comfort...


Raptors voip brashly into the snipers' front yard. Sergeant Tody's bike squad arrives from reserve and rips into the arriving heretical Terminator unit; but the loyalists are repelled and the grim figures trudge on towards their objective, spitting bullets.

"Great idea, jerk." "That's Sergeant Jerk, you jerk. Now let's rally...

"WHOOAAAHHHH!! F**K ME!!"

Sternguard climb out of the steaming wreck of the Land Raider, and try to cut down the assaulting Berzerkers, as the loyalist objective is now swamped with Daemons.


Peltops and Zazarus fight for their lives against the onslaught.


His squad slaugtered, the Librarian breaks from combat! At the edge of doom he stands, his hearts pounding!!

Goldi! Make mental contact!

Goldi has ridden his Redeemer to bits against withering Vindicator and rocket fire.

I'm going for the self-propelled gun. Savage is with me. Just keep the droid out of their hands!

Peltops seethes with resurgent power. He shuts down the evil invul saves, then defying Mr. Huggy's horrifying presence, scorches electricity over the Daemons slathering around the seized robot.


Chaplain Goldi weathers a Vindicator shell at point-blank range, by Iron Halo. He avenges his squad with grim satisfaction, melting the daemonic tank, which groans and shrieks in its death throes...


He turns around...

"Oh. Black Legion. That's good."

And the Chaos Marines destroy him in a hail of bullets. Over the vox, their dread Daemonic commander confirms victory:


"An Librarian neutralized."