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The Imperium af Man may have won what they considered a victory, but an alien foe such as the tyranid was not one to be underestimated. Even though Tarsis Ultra had been saved from the full fury of the Hive Fleet, the warriors of the Great Devourer were far from vanquished...


A lone tyranid warrior limped back to the hidden caverns where it had taken to resting. For many months now, it had taken to preying on the nearby villages alongside its broodmates, slowly returning stocks of biomass to their mother, the last surviving Dominatrix on the planet.

The Mother`s survival was crucial if the Hive was ever to be restored. At the moment, their numbers were dangerously low, made even worse by the loss of the Warrior`s brood. Its spinefists hung limply at its side and It only carried one of its two boneswords. The other had been lost...

It entered the caves cautiously, giving a glance over its shoulder to ensure it had not been followed. It did not see anything, so continued.

Entering the presence of The Mother, it conveyed its disappointment at the result of their most recent foray.

!!! Alarm suddenly crossed their minds, The Dominatrix roared in fury as the interlopers began to file into the cave. The humans shouled in their panicky voices, hefting weapons and preparing to aim at the Queen of the fledgling Hive.

With no choice, The Mother released a psionic impulse, awakening the latest batch of eggs laid. They were warriors, and their screeches could be heard as they clawed their way free.

The First Warrior sprang into action, knowing that to delay was to risk damage to Mother. It roared as it charged, swinging it remaining bonesword and decapitating the nearest human soldier before turning back momentarily to check up on the hatchlings. It knew that each of them was instantly self aware, but at the same time, the influence of the synapse web was only as strong as their presence on the world.

With only one Dominatrix on the planet, and wounded as she was, the newborns would be largely autonomous...

First could only assume that their instincts would serve them well...



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All: You are newly hatched. You are completely aware of your motor skills and abilities. But at first you have no thoughts as to your purpose. Your only clues as to your first actions are the large creature behind you, to whom you feel an affinity, and the attacking humans before you, who you feel instinctive enmity towards.

One of your brood kin is under attack. Your first act will go a long way towards establishing your developing persona.

There are about two dozen human attackers. Your kill limit is five, or less.
 

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The dark world that surrounded him suddenly lit up, and second became aware of his body unfolding and felt as if he knew it like an athlete knows its muscles. He crawed from the eggg and stood up, opening his eyes for the first time. He saw a large tyranid standing in the center, roaring. Another darted towards a group of other creatures and started ripping them apart.

Suddenly he felt a impulse of anger and violence in his mind, one so powerful he felt as if his only option was to obey. He launched himself up onto the wall, then used his legs to propel himself across and decapitated one of the aliens. He landed on the other side of the way and simultaniously launched himself again, decapitating another creature. He then landed on the floor and stood in front of the larger creature from which the impusles were eminating from. As other tyranid sprung foward and killed the invaders, Second felt a impluse of pleasure at there slaughter.
 

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Apon he rude awakening, forth eyed the surroundings, and felt a link between all the creatures around it except for 8, rowdy and, in his mind, enemys. He looked at the closest one and used his lash whip and grappled him. Then he flung him into the second closest enemy and killed them both and fired his devouror into a third.
 

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Third, bursting forth from the flimsy shell casing of the egg, charged headlong into the fray, screeching with animalistic fury as two bursts were realeased from the multibarrels of the twin Spinefists. The PDF soldiers clutched their seeping chests as they fell to their knees, defeated.

Bullets fired from multiple Stub Rifles bounced ineffectively off the still-developing carapace of the beast. Screaming again, Third rammed its Scything Talons into the chest of a screaming Soldier, before sinking its needle-like fangs into the feeble neck of the dying man.

Edit: Wow, I really did say Forth didn't I? :)
 

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Fifth awoke and tore its way from the cocoon, a rising shriek of fury emerging with it; the Tyranid Warrior reached out with its mind, locating five similar to it and more that were not. It could detect panic and hostility and fired its Devourer at one of the humans; the living ammunition tore through the humans armour and burrowed into the flesh, expending themselves in a vicious frenzy of biting and tearing.

Fifth advanced, claws reaching out to grasp and rend another intruder, before it launched itself into the fray, committing its full attention to butchering the humans

((Acknowledged, thanks Tolisk))
 

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(ooc:Destroyerhive, you used my name in the second part, and warp spawn, there are 6 of us, not 5)

Fourth looked around at his brethren fighting, not being noticed by the 12 last PDF, He made his way to the humans and grappled one of the pdf's guns. The man panicked and pulled the trigger and shot one of his freinds in the head, and fourth then pulled it out of his hands, then using it's bayonet as a spiked end and rammed the knife through the now unarmed human and found a cranny in the wall and took up a tactical position.
 

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Sixth charged out into a group of human warriors, swinging his talons wildly, he felt a close affinity to the other six creatures in the cavern, he smelt the air and he smelt blood, it was a strage sensation, yet he felt no different, he had not been designed to have emotions or feelings, only for leading and fighting. He sliced the head off one human without any feeling of release or joy in killing and continued on swinging his talons, a trooper brought his rifle up to protect him from the tallon, but this left him open, so Sixth opened fire with his devourer on the human, pumping him full of larve into his stomach.
He took no account of the other Tyranids around him, they were but fellow hatchlings.
 

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ooc: The part of Second will be controlled by me until the position is filled.
@Tolisk: Try to limit yourself to one post per update.


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First was somewhat satisfied to note that the hatchlings had performed quite well so far. Turning his focus back to the human interlopers, he snapped in irritation as a las round impacted his torso. Lifting a spinefist as he advanced, he hissed in contempt as the fluid build up reached the critical level needed to fire.
With a bioelectric impulse to his weapon symbiote, he released the valve on his weapon and watched as the hapless prey were scythed down.

Roaring with abandon, he launched himself into the foe, the others seeming to learn from his example.

The Third, Fifth and Sixth born were slaughtering to a very satisfactory level. The Fourth born was showing a pleasing degree of cunning and survival instinct, sheltering in a nearby cranny and firing upon the prey from afar.

All in all, First was quite satisfied that his new brood would excssd expectations. The humans were slaughtered in short order, and the creatures fed...

Some tiime later...

The brood had left the caverns, it was unlikely that the group of humans that found them would be the only ones in the area. The six warriors had begun a search of the area. In the time since their birth, First had established a telepathic connection with each of them, and for the most part they each understood their importance. One fact stood above all else in their minds...

The Hive is all that matters...

First suddenly dropped low, and the rest of the group did likewise. Echoing through the dense rocky terrain, voices could be heard. More of the humans had come to search the area.

First growled softly as he peered over the nearest ledge, his brood hissing agitated just behind him. He impressed upon them once more the need for their immediate survival. For the moment at least, their lives were of too much value to simply charge with reckless abandon.

First formulated a plan quickly with his experienced mind. Relaying commands and maintaining an instinctive telepathic bond to his brood, He began to orchestrate death to the two human squads below...


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THIRD: You have become one towards violent tendencies, even for a tyranid. Your purpose is to outflank the humans and attack them from behind.

FOURTH: Your first developments placed an emphasis on self preservation. First has tasked you with raining fire support from your current elevated position. Second will help you. You have permission to control Second for this post.

FIFTH: Your task is to accompany Third and join in the attack from behind.

SIXTH: You will join First in attacking from the front, as you have been deemed the most suitable for this role.

All take note, two of the humans are equipped with plasma guns. They are central to the two squads formations and will choose to target Fouth and Sixth. Their squadmates will protect them zealously.
 

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With a roar, First leaped down from his outcrop and landed heavily before the startled humans. In his mind, he felt the movements of his broodmates as they moved to fulfill their roles. Central to the humans formation, he recognised two of the weapons as being especially dangerous, and relayed the impulse to his kin, designating these two humans as priority targets.

Seeking to minimise the prey`s chances to fire, First broke into a sprint just as he heard Sixth land lightly behind him. Lasbolts left scorch marks across his torso, some even penetrating his carapace to inflict superficial damage, but no human could place the shot that would fell him at such abrupt notice. He impacted heavily, his bonesword crackling to life as he cleaved the first human in two and delivered a backhanded blow to another with his other, empty hand.

First was aware of his fellows joining the fray, relishing the terrified screams of the doomed humans as a hunter relishes the death knells of its captured prey...
 

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Fourth, thinking what stratagy to use, decided to use his devouror, and he sniped a granade pin in the plasma gunner of the squad furthest away, killing 3 in the process and the gunner himself.Surprised with his aim, he sent feelings of pleasure across thier link.

In the mean while, second sweeped his deathspitter across the second squad managing a stray shot nabbing the first plasma gunner, hitting his weapon and causing it to malfunction and killing 2 others.
 

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Sixth landed lightly behind first and screeched, he then shot off towards the humans that had begun firing upon the brood.
He raised his devourer in a silent response and fired on the pitiful humans, killing one and leaving another three with wounds.
He then raised his sything talons and brought them down in an arc, slicing through the neck of two humans, killing them both.
Sixth felt lasbolts glance and jump on him, they were irritating, like the human equivalent of being annoyed by mosquitos. Sixth screeched again and took another humans head off.
 

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Third, making use of the excessive darkness, leapt onto the cavern wall, and, clinging horizontally with help from his long, serrated Scything Talons, raced across the wall. The pitiful humans could not see him, distracted by the rest of his brood. Landing mere meters away from the group of humans, he rose his head into the air, releasing a blood-curdling scream that caused the nearest humans to jump out of fear.

Licking his lips with his long, venomous tongue, Third bulldozed into the nearest Soldier, lashing out at him with his Scything Talons. A clean cut was produced through the man's stomach, where blood shot out in a spray. Third fired his Spinefists aimlessly, but at such close quarters, accuracy didn't matter, and, as such, Stub rounds pinged off Third's unprotected chest, resulting in small pockets of yellow ichor.







EDIT: emporershand, the humans aren't all dead yet, and please don't ruin our fun. Maybe another Warhammer Forum would be more forgiving?:)
 

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As his fellow tyranid finished off the humans, First saw one escape and make a run for an exit. For sprung forward and landed in between the human and the exit, rearing his head in an attempt to scare it. It ran the complete opposite way, and right into the clutches of the larger tyranid. He felt an impulse of patients, and sat back on his tail, intent on enjoying the fear eminating from this pitaful creature.

First sent out a small impulse of wonder, question who this larger creature was.
 

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Fifth bounded after Third, making use of the gap created by its brethren to fire its devourer and finish off the human previously injured by Third; then it entered the fray, wading in next to Third and lashing out with rending claws.

A stub-round struck Fifth’s shoulder, causing a minor wound that seeped a yellowish ichor, it backhanded the offending human, sending him tumbling backwards into a hard wall, Fifth could hear bones shatter upon impact, that particular human would not be getting up again.

It then turned its full attention back to supporting Third.
 

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Third grinned widely, exposing his sharp fangs, as he noticed Fifth take up the fight with him.


Edit: Warpspawn: PDF soldiers use Stub Rifles, which fire bullets like modernday, not Lasguns :).
 

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First cleaved two more humans apart with his bonesword, noting with satisfaction the efficiency with which his brood had performed. Minor wounds were all that had been sustained and these would heal in short order. With nothing standing between them and the elimination of the last two survivors, he instructed the brood to feed...

A short while later...

The brood had composed itself, fed and dragged the excess carcasses back to Mother. It was not much, but it would allow her to spawn more broods in time. It was imperative that they gather more biomass, the more Mother fed the faster their numbers would grow.

Something nagged at the back of First`s mind. He had detected mental anomolies in the minds of his fellows as they had fought. The Second and Third had seemed to pursue more than simple aggression, there was something more behind their driving will. First put it from his mind for the moment; there were more pressing matters at hand.

Humans used a form of communication akin to an artificial form of telepathy. Those they had slain would no doubt have been required to report to some higher authority, and if they did not, others would come seeking the location of their Mother`s lair... Measures needed to be put in place to ensure that the humans would be led elsewhere. As he analysed what he knew of human thought patterns, he began to formmulate a plan.

Midday, at the edge of the cliff network...

First looked down upon the transport machines. A large metal box on tracks, with a hollow space inside where humans were stowed for deployment. So similar to a tervigon and her brood chambers in a way, carrying warriors to where they were needed. He scanned further, but there was only empty savannah between the cliffs and the distant city barely visible on the horizon.

First did a quick count... Seven humans in sight, possibly more still in the transports. He turned to the brood, impressing upon their minds the urgent need to take at least one of the humans alive. Thinking momentarily, he decided it best to assign that task to Fifth.

Standing upright, He gave a roar of contempt before leaping down from the cliff. A four metre drop was nothing to him. He landed deliberately heavily, startling the soldiers before him, who began to scream as the rest of the brood landed one by one behind First. Raising his bonesword high, First screeched, before charging at the forefront of the attack.

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There are SEVEN humans outside the transports.

Second: You notice the transports have begun to move. The multilaser turrets look threatening to you, so you take it upon yourself to attack the nearest Chimera. You will struggle but you will succeed. Whether you use the Deathspitter or your claws is up to you. Remember eh89, don`t exceed the task you have been given.

Third: First slays two of the humans before him. You notice another human priming a small round object. You view this as a threat. Do you intervene to protect your leader, or choose another target? If you intervene, you will suffer the brunt of the explosion, sustaining a minor injury. If you do not, First may or may not be injured. :)grin:) Keep in mind, First is older and more resilient than you are.

Fourth: Like Second, you instantly perceive the Chimera vehicle to be a bigger threat. You notice that one of them has an opening towards the back, which you can squeeze into. There are two more humans inside, equipped with stub pistols. The confined space makes it harder for you to move.

Fifth: First has impressed upon you the need to keep a human prisoner alive. You struggle to comprehend this, seeing no purpose for the creatures other than for food. Darting forth, you capture one easily, but you might be tempted to eat him. Just a little... First`s plan will succeed or fail depending on your choice.

Sixth: Central to the squad, you notice a human carrying an odd weapon linked by a tube to large tanks on his back. A flickering spark shines at the tip. You instinctively know that fire is dangerous. Do you attempt to neutralise the threat, or attack the less dangerous humans? If you ignore the flamer, he will attack one of your fellows. If you attack him, you will be the one injured.

All: A few decisions to make, a few consequences. If you take an action that leads to an injury (yours or otherwise) keep your description ambiguous, and I will detail the results in the next update, as well as the consequences...
 

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Third, thinking not of the danger at hand, but rather of the survival of his broodmates, leapt infront of First, firing crystal-hard projectiles from his Spinefists as he soared through the air, felling but one human. Third landed hard on the ground, a dead soldier lying beneath his hooves. Lowering his armoured head, Third thrashed around wildly with his Scything Talons, desperately trying to protect the brood Mother's favorite warrior.
 

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Fourth, seeing the hole in the back of the Metal Beast (ooc: they dont know what veachles are so thats the best way for them to describe them) sneaks around and jumps in, quickly dispatching the 2 pdf before they can yell or fire.Then, as 2 more pass the back of the truck to attack his brood mates, he rips bothe of there heads of and pulls the bodys inside then kills the driver to block the other metal beast.
 

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Second felt the impulse of more pressing issues at hand so he put the question from his mind and focused on the task at hand.

Later that day, the brood came upon some type of alien group of metal beasts that noisily crossed the terrian towards some unknow objective. Second looked at them with both feelings of aggression and curiosity at there existence here and now. He didn't have time to think upon it though, cause at that same moment he noticed the its snout turn and point at the brood in a very menacing mannor.

Second felt a sudden and overwhelming impulse of distress and anger and launched himself towards the first creature in line. Bright beams of red lanced out at him, and a few scored hits upon his armor, singing him as he darted back and forth. Pain, the pain alerted him that these were threats and he pressed on with even more speed. He jumped up and launched into the air, coming down hard upon the creatures back, crushing some of the snouts upon its back with his claws. He turned and fired his Deathspitter into the creatures back, and was rewarded with a scream that issued from inside.

Pain, pain, pain, he turned and saw that the creatures rear had lowered and smaller creatures were firing from inside of it. A red beam cut sliced through his left calw and rendered it useless to him. In rage he hopped off and set about finishing those smaller creatures shooting at him. After slicing and dicing two of them, he turned to the last one who remained sitting down in the metal creatures belly. It held a round object that it threw at Second; bouncing off his face with a slight crack of his front teeth.

Sniffingd the object, Second suddenly felt a impulse of alarm and he turned and sprung from the inside. To late, the device exploded and took his tail with it as he jumped. Landing off balance, he turned and saw the metal beasts burning and felt a impulse of satisfaction. However, Second was in some pain, his tail gone and one of his claws still regenerating its damaged sinues.
 

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Fifth hissed in confusion, take a prey-creature alive? It shook its head as its mind tried to comprehend the thought, its mind came up with an answer and it agreed with Firsts idea.
It darted forth, sweeping a human into its grasp; this human looked to be the human equivalent of a synapse creature, as the other humans had turned to it for orders when the brood had charged.

Hugging the human close to its chest, it used its own body to shelter the prey from the human warrior’s gun-fire; they seemed to have realized that the brood wanted it alive and were trying to slay their own leader.
Fifth suffered some minor wounds as it sought to protect the human it carried, who was struggling but unarmed since when Fifth had grabbed him it had made sure to knock the weapon from its hands.

The Warrior retreated carefully, presenting his side to the humans in an effort to protect his chest and what he held, though the humans soon had to forget Fifth and turn to confront the rest of the brood.

Fifth took cover out of sight and turned to inspect its catch, the human was certainly loud, it tightened its grip claws digging shallowly into the prey’s flesh; it could so easily end this creatures life and Fifth was sorely tempted too, but the orders of First surfaced in its mind, imposing the need to keep this human alive.

Fifth relaxed its grip enough to not hurt the human unless he struggled and drew it tight against his chest once more; if someone were to see Fifth and the human it would almost look like the Tyranid was hugging the human.
 
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