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Moving quickly and efficiently, always on the alert, the squad ascend the next 30 levels or so of the building without seeing so much as a single squig. Upon reaching the topmost-but-one floor, though, certain problems manifest themselves. Like the massive barricade blocking the way up. And the four Orks behind said barricade. With big guns and itchy trigger fingers. The first shots go wide, Orks not being renowned for their sharpshooting abilities, allowing Jakken and Jill to dive back, not taking any damage but suffering a shock, to say the least.
The layout of this floor is presumably identical to all the others beneath it - four apartments opening on to the corridor, with the staircase at the opposite end of the hallway, curving up and sideways.
It would be possible to risk a glance over the edge of the staircase you are currently hiding on, and get a better grasp on the layout. Or you could just lob grenades up.
R'nshai, being possessed of a fairly powerful throwing arm, reaches back down the stack, hand open. "Grenade please." if he receives one he promptly flings it under hand into the hallway, trying to arc it over the barricade and onto the feet of the unlucky orks behind
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Jurgis, following behind the squad as a rear guard, instinctively ducks his head as he hears the shots. Crouching low, he makes his way to where the rest of the squad are sheltering. If no-one else answers R'nashi's request, Jurgis unclips one of the orkish stikkbombs from his belt and passes it forwards, whispering "May the emperor guide your aim.".
He then shrinks back against the wall, checking his lasgun is set to full power, and looks to Jill for guidance.
OOC: Can I ask you to clarify your description a bit? I'm picturing a straight corridor, with two doors on either side, a staircase at one end leading down, and one at the other end leading up. Is that how the other floors have been? Also, is the barricade across the corridor, or actually on the stair?
"I'll cover you."Whispers Tauride as he makes his way towards the front line.
Just before R'nshai goes to throw the grenade he lets of a few rounds into the wall as close to the orcs as he can get without having to sacrifice cover.
(OOC: Hopefully the distraction will help you get a better aim.)
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OOC: Electric_Monkey, that description is exactly right. I'm trying to find a map program of some sort to draw the maps, but have had no luck so far. Nice throw from R'nshai, by the way, Verrukt.
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The Orks laugh at Tauride's shots, fear being something they are not closely associated with. It would have made grots or humans duck, but the Orks are made of sterner stuff.
The grenade that R'nshai threw flies over the lip of the staircase, over the barricade, and right at the feet of one of the Orks. The resultant explosion blows two of the Orks to shreds, rips the arm off the third and embeds shrapnel in the fourth. It also blasts a hole in the barricade big enough to fit a medium-sized Ogryn through.
"WAARGH!" Bellows the beshrapnelled Ork, vaulting the barricade with an axe in hand.
The one-armed Ork follows suit, clutching a sword in its one remaining hand.
Jurgis stands near the back of the group, bayonet ready. He turns to the tropper next to him and says. "If the orks drop any of our guys, I'll cover you while you pull them to safety."
OOC: Verily, I am a wordsmith of Shakespearean talents! I just made up beshrapnelled. Sorta like "bejewelled" only without the jewels and with more shrapnel. I'm totally gonna sig all the words I invent from this.
IC: Zavrath's shot strikes down the one-armed Ork, blasting its brains out the back of its skull.
Jakken's hammer blow knocks the Ork back half a pace, but R'nshai's pistol shot doesn't even phase it (OOC: You hit it, but DR absorbed the damage).
The Ork responds by hacking into Jakken, smacking him up against the wall in a spray of arterial red. (Jakken takes 6 damage).
Jil swears as the ork barrels into one of her men and blood sprays across the wall. Pointing her las at the beast, she opens fire from the hip. I'm gonna need to talk to them after this. We can't have any more Space Marine crap! Die, you green scum!
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Rapid fire To hits- (1d20+6)[25](1d20+4)[9](1d20+2)[18] Hurts- (2d6+1)[11](2d6+1)[11](2d6+1)[7] All assuming within 30 ft.
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As Jakken's hammer swooshes through empty air while the Ork moves out of the way of his attack, Jill opens fire, the las rounds ripping through the Ork as it moves to backhand the squad medic. Stopped in mid-attack, it drops to its knees, then topples forwards, green blood pouring out onto the floor.
"Throne!" R'nshai leaps up the remaining stairs to Jakken, stepping over his fallen comrade and leveling his flamer at the barricade, pilot light hissing. He shouts back to the squad, never taking his eyes off the corridor ahead of him. "For the Emperor's sake, somebody help him!"
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readying an action to bake the next green thing that so much as twitches in my field of vision. Spot if necessary (1d20)[18]
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Alright guys, time for me to flex some muscles. This may get messy...
By the way, any form of explosive will likely wipe out the squad at the same time if you aren't careful. Krak should be alright, but frag will do just that.
As the group relaxes a little as the adrenaline high wears off, something bad happens. Very bad.
"Oi, youse lot, what's the racket?" Bellows a voice from above.
Before you can respond in any way, heavy footsteps clop down the stairs. As the foe comes in to view, you begin to feel fear take a hold on you. The first things to appear are a massive pair of metal boots, followed by a pair of treetrunk legs. Then the massive, heavily armoured torso and arms come into view. Or, more specifically, single arm. The other is a monstrous crude claw, sizzling with electricity and snapping impatiently. Then, finally, the head of the monster appears, clad in a massively horned helmet and huge red painted iron jaw. One eye has been replaced by a clumsy brass monocle, from which a laser targeter glares at you. In the beast's normal hand is a massive wrench, easily as long as a man. On its back is a peculiar machine, all coils and rods, wracked with lighting discharges.
"What's youse disturbin' me for? Big Mek Skullkrakka don't hafta put up wit' dese tings!" Howls the Ork, waving its lighting claw threateningly and stomping towards the squad.
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Note, this is his surprise round. He's currently at the opposite end of the corridor to you, maybe 30ft away. One round to take him down before he hits you like the wrath of the gods. You ready for this?
Jil's voice becomes cool as she gives the squad instructions.
Fire the rocket high and behind his head. That way it will hurt him and not us. Hopefully bring the ceiling down, since we're high enough up it shouldn't bring the building down. I want the flamer up front with me and burning. Maybe we can set him on fire, or atleast slow him. Sniper, back up and fire a hot shot through his brains. Everyone else, full power, full speed, and move back. That's an order. Emporer be with us full power and LET HIM HAVE IT!!
She says this as she steps foreword a few paces, flicking her las to full power, kneeling, and unloading down the hall way at the charging ork. Emporer be with me as well let my possible sacrifice not be in vain...
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Inspiring the squad for +1 to attack and damage. Full power, auto fire, EVERYONE. To hits (1d20+7)[8](1d20+5)[22](1d20+3)[16] To hurt (3d6+2)[11](3d6+2)[14](3d6+2)[12]
Jurgis struggles to find a firing position for the six or eight soldiers in front of him. Eventually, he finds an opening in the masss of bodies, and carefully threads his lasgun through, shouting "Careful of the bayonet, lads!"
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initiative - (1d20+3)[5]
Here I'm making a lot of assumptions about what I can do and when I get to act- so please modify my actions to make sense.
If any of the squad follow R'nashi's advice to run before Jurgis' turn to act, Jurgis passes an unprimed stikkbomb to the front of the line and mutters "Let's leave him a little parting gift" before joining the stampede - and presumably falling into the most appropriate fire position on the floor below.
If Jurgis acts before anyone turns, then what he does depends on how easy it is for him to find a firing position.
If he can't find anywhere to shoot from, then he either tenses, ready to take the place of any fallen, or - if he acts after R'nashi, runs and sets up a firing position on the floor below.
If you rule that finding a place to shoot from is a move action, he takes his bayonet off as he looks, to avoid rising injury to his comrades in arms, then cracks off one shot at the ork.
Attack1 - (1d20+6)[8] Dmg1 - (3d6)[12]
(adjust for point blank shot if the range is appropriate)
If Jurgis finds a firing spot immediately, he acts as described in the plaintext - sticking his gun throuh and warning others of the bayonet, then shoots a three round burst.
Finally, if soldiers in front of him turn and run, while Jurgis has his gun in position, he lifts it to a vertical postion out of their way, and lets them pass before following himself.
We may be able to move out of the back blast of a rocket tube- hug the walls. I doubt we can outrun a massive fireball racing down the corridor, no matter what the movies say.
OK, Verrukt, awesome and moving though that is, you'd kill your entire squad in a horrible, horrible way. The rocket, if placed in the stairwell, will hit the Ork but not your squad. You could throw a grenade and promethium tank at the same time for some awesomeness if you wanted.
Hey whatd'ya know, sometime last night my logic took leave of me and was replaced by the "cinematic awesomeness" part of my brain. Oh well, R'nshai's turn, non-suicidal remix!
R'nshai stares, awestruck by the size of the thing. It passes quickly however, and he calmly flamers the beast, wreathing it and the barricade in flicking tongues of promethium.
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(1d20+4)[18] damage (2d4)[4]
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Walking to the front of the squad, barely resisting the urge to go much further, Tauride stares at the looming monstrosity. Positioning himself between it and the medic he looks over at the sergeant.
Following her lead he clumsily clicks his rifle into the relevant setting then releases a burst at the creature, hoping to hit something unstable. Things like this are only brought down by there own doing, we just have to speed things along.
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To hit: (1d20+2)[7] (1d20)[17] (1d20-2)[8]
Damage: (2d6)[8] (2d6)[7] (2d6)[7]
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I just made up beshrapnelled. Sorta like "bejewelled" only without the jewels and with more shrapnel. I'm totally gonna sig all the words I invent from this.
