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Across the galaxy the Imperium of Man fights wars on every front, few of those worse than against the greenskin menace of the Orks. Not to be taken lightly in any number, when enough Orks gather they inevitably form what is known as a WAAAGH and reduce dozens of worlds to ruin. One of these WAAAGH's, led by the Ork warlord Ghazkhull Thraka, has engulfed the vitally important system of Armageddon. Located within Segmentum Solar, the Armageddon system has vital warp routes that must be protected at all costs.

It is the year 942 of M41 an while the main source of fighting is on the world of Armageddon itself, Thraka's forces had spread themselves throughout neighboring systems and further weakened imperial support throughout the region. Within the Calveus systems lies the forgeworld of Midlais, whose production of weapons and armour are vital to mans effort in pushing back the greenskins. While space superiority above Midlais is hotly contested between the Orks and imperial navy, the true war is being fought on the ground.

Arrayed against the Orks are five regiments of Cadian shock troops, two regiments of Mordian iron guard, two Narmeniam armoured regiments, elements of the Ultramarines fifth company, and a elements of the Legio Gryphonicus.

Howdy everyone, welcome to Engine Kill; my attempt to do something a bit different than many might be used to. You are members of the legio gryphonicus, the war griffons, and it is to be your job to break the back of the Orks on Midlais and return to the task at hand in throwing Thraka off Armageddon. However, though your all war griffons don't think this means your all going to be piloting your own titans.

No, in this RP you will be the crew, some of you princeps and others their moderati.

-As GM my decision is final, if you feel their is an issue then PM me. Trying to make a public spectacle of things is an easy way to ruin the fun for yourself and everyone else.

-Death is possible, and remember that its not just your life on the line should that occur.

-Each crew is a team, divided you will get nowhere.

-No godmodding, just because you think you know what is better for the story than me doesn't mean its going to fly.

-If you have questions feel free to PM me, you never know what information or allowance that may give.

-Looking for a minimum of eight sentences per action thread post.

-PM me if your unable to post for a while or need to leave, nothing gets on my bad-side worse than someone who doesn't have any courtesy.

Right now I am looking for two warhounds and a reaver, though if theres enough interest more warhound and reavers may become available.

Character sheet:
Name - [Rather self explanatory]
Age - [A warhound princeps will be between the ages of 30 and 45, a reaver princeps between 40 and 75, moderati 20 to 60 depending on titan]
Appearance - [what do you look like?]
Personality - [What are you like? Remember that the crew of a warhound can be more impulsive and rash while a reaver crew is more arrogant or reserved]
Background - [All characters are either void born or hail from the legio's forgeworld of Gryphonne IV]
Position - Princeps, left moderati, right moderati, forward moderati (reaver only)

Princeps - The main control of the titan, a player who takes the role of princeps is the one who determines the general appearance of that titan. In game he/she is the one who controls the titans movement and on occasions can take control of weapon systems. The princeps is also the only one who can communicate with other princeps. [A player taking the role of princeps gets to name the titan.]

Left moderati - Operator of the left weapons system and shielding, a player who takes the role of left moderati chooses the left weapon system. In game he/she controls the left weapon and can regulate where power is drawn to on titan. (This includes reducing power from weapons to regain shields, for example.)

Right moderati - Operator of the right weapons system and sensorium, a player who takes this role chooses the right weapon system. In game he/she controls the right weapon and the titans sensor system, it is his/her job to inform the rest of the crew of threats/danger. (Though it may not be prudent to report some things.)

Forward moderati - Operator of a reavers carapace weapon system and ground coordinator. A player who takes this role chooses the reavers carapace weapon system. In game he/she controls the carapace weapon and coordinates the objectives/orders of the skitarii forces under the reaver crews command. Skitarii forces are a total of four hundred tech guard and one hundred fifty praetorians mounted within various transports and carriers.

Warhound weapon options:
Plasma-blastgun, inferno gun, turbo-laser, vulcan mega-bolter, chainblade with integrated double autocannon or double heavy bolter array

Reaver weapon options:
Arms - powerfist with built in quad heavy bolter array, gatling blaster, laser blaster, melta cannon, volcano cannon (may not be equipped on both arms)
Carapace -apocalypse missile launcher, plasma blastgun, turbo-laser, vulcan megabolter

And I do believe that is it for now. A word of advice, you are going to be working in teams so it would likely be a good idea to team up with others and work on your characters together somewhat.

Reaver titan Auratus Salvator
Dark Angel as princeps Isabelle Acantha
Deus Mortis as moderati Elijah Dobesh
unxpekted22 as moderati Rusilay Cartillisto

Warhound titan
Nacho Libre as moderati Erinyes Persyne
Oldman78 as moderati Varben Hesh
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Name: Isabelle Acantha.

Age: 65.

Appearance: Isabelle is a short, beautiful woman. Her skin is golden, sun-kissed, her youth retained with continuous augmentations and surgeries. Her hair is long, falling to the small of her back, and a deep, electric blue. Her features are fine, delicate, like a doll - Her eyes green, flecked with silver and bronze - Her lips thick, red, contrasting heavily against her flesh. The skin of her right cheek glows from within, a sub-dermal electoo of the Icon Mechanicus. Her breasts and her hips are shapely, noticeable, her legs long, graceful and muscled like an athlete's. She wears a coronet upon her head, an hololithic display that allows her to interface with the Auratus Salvator, her steed, a mighty and revered Reaver-Class Titan. When she is fully interfaced, her face takes on the aspect of something far crueller, and yet, she's still beautiful in an animalistic way. She wears a form-hugging body-suit, a simple affair with bronze gauntlets, the finger ending in sensory arrays.

Personality: Usually a calm, collected woman, Isabelle sometimes finds the bloodlust of the past, where she commanded a Warhound, bubbling beneath the surface. She is intelligent, having downloaded a great deal of information directly into her brain - An unorthodox, though not unheard of, method. Isabelle has a sharp tongue, often throwing her witticisms out at the most inappropriate times, her humour is morbid, though always followed by a mellifluous laugh. She likes to flirt with danger; to put herself in places where the odds are often against her favour. She leads assaults with ruthless ambition, systematically demolishing the enemy forces, her jaw set, her face unreadable save for grimaces and grins. She is, overall, a friendly woman - She'll converse, quietly and calmly, with anyone who makes the effort with her. When slighted, however, Isabelle is a fearsome beast, she will be sly and sarcastic, if not outright vehement.

Background: Isabelle is the daughter of a pair of hab-workers, born on Gryphonne IV and faced with a lifetime of peril and toil within the endless, world-spanning forges. Her father, Iskander, regretted her birth - Blaming himself for his daughter's future of unending work. He was, however, a good man - He strived to give her a future, and after pulling many favours, the six-year-old Isabelle was considered as a prospective student of the Collegia Titanica. Where others failed, Isabelle excelled. She had the conviction and determination to work, the ambition to see herself one step ahead of everyone else. She sacrificed countless hours, weeks, months and years to her studies; a studious, quiet girl. It was this cool-headedness, this intelligence, that brought Isabelle to the attentions of her superiors.

These venerable Princeps and forge-lords lifted her through the ranks, and at the age of thirty-one, Isabelle was given her first command - The Warhound Cruor Victorum. It was a wild, passionate beast - The machine-spirit ancient, angry, lusting for blood and violence and victory. On two dozen worlds, Isabelle proved herself a capable and competent commander - Her Titan loping ahead of the others, clearing those areas where the Imperial Guard and the Adeptus Astartes had failed, laying a wake of devastation for the larger Titans, the Reavers and the Warlords and the Imperators, to follow. She made many friends, and many rivals, during this time. Often, jealous eyes where turned on her - She was a woman, a mere woman, and yet she was tallying up the kills. And yet, this didn't bother her. She continued on, imperious, untouchable when comments were thrown at here, smirking them away and taking them in her stride.

On her sixty-third year of service, with multiple engine kills to her name, Isabelle Acantha was elevated to the command of the Reaver-class, the Auratus Salvator. It was a venerable engine, and recently bereft of a crew, and Isabelle found its influence a cool, icy flow when compared to the passion of the Cruor Victorum. In those two years, Isabelle has calmed significantly - Though, she still savours the taste of destruction upon her tongue, enjoying the rush like any sane man, or woman, should. Rusilay, her Forward Moderati, is someone who she has met before - During his childhood, Isabelle Acantha was assigned to the construction of the Warlord that he, and his parents, were working on - One of several Princeps who were inspecting, and overseeing, the operation. In their two years together, Isabelle and Rusilay have become good friends, ironing out most of their disagreements in tactical, theological and personal opinions. She considers herself friendly with all of her crew, and rules with a benevolent hand, and a cheeky wink here and there.

And now, the Second War for Armageddon has commended, and Isabelle will once again march. And a woman, as everyone knows, is a wrathful, terrible thing.

Titan Name: Auratus Salvator.

Titan Description: Despite the hunched, almost apish appearance of the Auratus Salvator, there is an undeniable nobility to this ancient, revered machine. A Titan that has walked on a thousand worlds, over seven thousand years, the Auratus Salvator has seen its fair share of warfare - Battling the dread forces of Chaos, the stinking, barbarous Ork hordes, the enigmatic, perfidious Eldar and just about every threat that the Imperium has ever faced. Whereas the Warhound is the skirmisher and the Warlord is the heavy-hitter, the Reaver is the middleman, a role that the Auratus Salvator bears proudly. Her machine spirit is ancient and calm, as methodical and destructive as Isabelle's, if not more so. When the Reaver walks, her huge, clunking steps are accompanied by the terrifying, ear-aching blare of her warhorn, a terrible dirge for the enemy. Clad in the dappled grey and yellow of the Legio Gryphonicus, the Auratus Salvator has been polished to a brilliant, glossy sheen - The fierce, rearing griffin sigil of the Legio carved into one of the 'shoulder-plates,' in fine gold. A kill-pendant dangles between the Titan's legs, displaying an Eight-Pointed Star for the forces of Chaos; a triangle for the Eldar, a crude, green circle for the Orks. Kill banners dangle from both of the weapon-arms, though these denote the kills which belong to the Moderatii, rather than Isabelle or the Auratus Salvator.

Should I include a description of the Titan? I wasn't clear on that part. Here's to hoping you like her!
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never done an r.p in my life, but this sounds real good, I'm ex recce platoon from my army days so a scouting warhound would be up my street, if anyone needs a moderati I'm up for it. who do I send the character sheet to if I'm recruited
You post it here, mate. Angel of Blood is doing a Warhound, so I'm sure he'd be happy to work with you. :)
There we go, edited in a description of the Auratus Salvator.
I'm not going to be around for a week, more than likely, so I doubt I'll get the time to post.

Just an head's-up. :good:
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