Azmodai: *hears the grumbling and says in unison with the other marines except Mallus* IT LIVES STILL!!!
-The Judicators and the Knight of Vengeance Dreadnought open fire on the regenerating Carnifex-
Mallus: What?! *hurls a melta bomb at the beast*
Shameless Self-promotion ho!Reilus: *fires it's railgun at the Beast*
Mallus: *flames it's head*
Zechariah: *punches the tanks away to strike at the beast's vulnerable underside*
Azmodai: *fires another krak missile at it*
edited 2nd Oct '10 1:04:36 AM by Strigon
Shameless Self-promotion ho!Zechariah: YOU HEARD HIM!!! MORE FIRE!!! *punches the underside again*
Reilus: *uses his power drill on one eye's carapace, the disruptive energy covering the drill going through the tough exoskeleton like a powersword through unprotected flesh*
Mallus: *shoves a melta bomb into the beast's mouth*
Azmodai: *fires more missiles then switches to his bolter, firing kraken rounds on the beast*
-the two other marines keep throwing krak grenades at One eye*
Shameless Self-promotion ho!Zechariah: *punches a claw off*
Mallus: *starts hacking the head off with his poweraxe*
Azmodai: *keeps firing on the beast's joints and weak spots*
Reilus: *carves his way into the beast's belly*
-The two other marines start hacking away at the beast with their chainswords-
Shameless Self-promotion ho!Zechariah: WE MUST MAKE SURE THAT IT DOES NOT RISE UP AGAIN AND ATTACK US WHEN WE TURN OUR BACKS ON IT!!! *jumps and smashes one eye's head into paste with his powerfist, the force of gravity assisting him greatly*
Mallus: *wipes the ichor off his helmet*
Reilus: *explodes on the other side of One eye, leaving a large, fleshy tunnel in his wake*
Shameless Self-promotion ho!Azmodai: *hears the chittering and checks his ammo supply* Still sufficient. *loads a drum of hellfire rounds*
Reilus: *has his plasma rifles reloaded by Mallus*
Mallus: *pulls out a promethium tank strapped onto the dreadnought's back and replaces his now dry flamer tank*
Zechariah: *tenses and draws his plasma pistol, on the lookout for the Tyranids*
-The other two marines now have a handfull of 20 round clips-
Shameless Self-promotion ho!-The Land Raider Facepuncher rolls across the terrain towards the party, where it stops. Baddassious throws the door open and gets out to get a better look at the absurd situation before him. He then notices the battered body of the Colonel-Commissar lying a short distance from the wreckage-
"Apothecary! Get out here, you sorry excuse for an Angry Marine! There's a man bleeding to death over here!"
edited 2nd Oct '10 3:04:45 AM by MadeOfAxes
"One thing, though- apparently the eldest goat is the bastard child of Muhammad Ali and the Hulk." ~ Exelixi, on The Three Billy Goats Gruff."Keep your arse on, I'll look at him."
-He shuffles out of the vehicle and looks at Graille's supine form-
"Hm. The dipshit did a right number on himself..."
-He spots Pharaset-
"...But that git's dead. He's got more luck than a cunt with a lucky charm. Put the faggot into the vehicle. He needs medical treatment."
-Two Angry Marines grab Graille and practically fling him into the Land Raider-
Locking you up on radar since '09Ferrum: *clambers in the Land Raider* Don't worry Baddassious! I will save his life! *starts treating the wounds by cleaning them and cutting away at infected flesh*
Mallus: Was that Ferrum?
Zechariah: Our reunion can wait until we exterminate these insects...
edited 2nd Oct '10 3:23:10 AM by Strigon
Shameless Self-promotion ho!Arcturus lies down and crawls his way up to the aforementioned hilltop. He takes a quick peek at what lies down below, and promptly goes a little pale at what he sees. There must be millions of those things down there, not to mention that these were probably only the tip of the iceberg, with who knows how many more of them underground inside the main hive. He gets back on the vox yet again, looking to inform people of the situation.
"If this weapon is going to get any closer, we're going to need something to draw off some of their numbers, we just don't have the firepower to break through that by ourselves. We need someone or several someones capable of holding out long enough against this horde so we can get in there and unleash the weapon. It's a near suicidal task. Any volunteers? I don't want to send anyone into this against their will."
edited 2nd Oct '10 3:26:50 AM by l3wt
When in deadly danger, When beset by doubt, Run in little circles, Wave your arms and shout.

Seeing that the Tyranids are holding out quite well in Heaven, the Swarmlord literally surfs down one of the Capillary Towers, back down towards the Main Hive below.
Old One Eye grumbles.