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It's the 41st Millenium, and the entire galaxy is in upheaval. Humankind is xenophobic, militaristic. Though in a galaxy full of warmongering aliens, it helps to have those traits. Orks, Eldar, Tyranids, Tau, they all pose threats to humankind and are all warring the Imperium of man, and each other. Even traveling between planets isn't safe, to travel you have to use the warp, which is filled with unimaginable creatures and 4 gods of chaos. People with mutations or who have psychic abilities are especially effected. but anyone can be turned to chaos and become horribly mutated and insane. In this grim dark future, there is only war.

You play someone who, by choice, birth, or by the Imperiums will, are in the Imperial Guard, the main standing army of the Imperium. Who defend the citizens from Xeno and chaos alike. Sent to the World Ament Prime, a large Agricultural world. Reports are that a very large ork WAAAAGH! (orkish warband) is heading straight for the world. You serve in the 341st Reconstituted regiment, who are made from the survivors of other regiments considered to be wiped out. Heading towards the planet as it serves a vital role for the sector, feeding it. Aboard the Imperial Navy ship "The Strictest Doctrine" You are near the planet, it seems peaceful, and prosperous. Though it won't last long.
Ament Prime:
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Races:
Ogryn: Large and very simple minded, and fiercely loyal, believing every order comes from the emperor of mankind himself.
Ratling: Short, quiet, and rather promiscuous. These diminutive people make the best snipers and scouts, and half decent troopers.
Beastmen: People who don't look unlike the mythological Minotaur, despite the Imperium's heavy disapproval of mutants, these lesser mutated people are allowed to serve in the Imperial Guard
Humans: Standard Run of the mill human, comes from any and all backgrounds, from feral worlds that seek out to kill anything living on them, to feudal worlds, that seem like the bygone era of knights and lords during Holy Terra's history. To super advanced Hive Worlds, which contain cities stacked on top of cities, and sometimes stacked on top of more cities.

Classes:
Trooper: Standard trooper, armed with a lasgun and flak armor

Sharpshooter: Long range killers, usually cold and emotionless as they watch man and xeno alike die from their rifle.

Fire Support: Carrying a large wheel mounted heavy bolter, they may need to set up, but once they are, they can mow down all but the heaviest infantry (can't be Ratling)

Anti-Tank:Carrying a shoulder mounted missile launcher, and a backpack with a variety of missiles, they can take a variety of roles, but are usually anti-vehicle (Can't be Ratling).

Rough Rider: On a fast bike, with a laspistol and an explosive Hunting Lance they can scout, and ride through lines blasting away at the enemy. (Human Only)

Grenadier: Armed similar to a storm trooper, but they operate with a regular regiment, but are none the less equally trained in assaulted fortified enemy positions, and leading attacks.

Tank Commander: The commander of a standard Leman Russ tank, these multi role tanks smash through enemy infantry and armor alike. (can't be Ogryn)


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Age:
Gender: (Females can be in the Imperial Guard)
Race:
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Bio:Optional
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If you have any questions about races, equipment, classes, etc. feel free to ask.

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Name: Grey Shank
Age: 30
Gender: Male
Race: Human
Class: Trooper
Physical Description: He is 5'11, he has a broken nose that he never got fixed, he has brown hair cut into a buzz cut, he has some stubble of a beard, he is an average build and he has a serious expression.
Bio: Being from the jungle province of the imperials influence, he often went out climbing and swimming. He wasn't anything special, he could fully strip a lasgun by the age of 10 like any other kid. He of course as soon as he came of age was thrown into the imperial guard.
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Armor: Flak
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loco5
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Don't be afraid to sign up!

Name: Grey Shank
Age: 30
Gender: Male
Race: Human
Class: Trooper
Physical Description: He is 5'11, he has a broken nose that he never got fixed, he has brown hair cut into a buzz cut, he has some stubble of a beard, he is an average build and he has a serious expression.
Bio: Being from the jungle province of the imperials influence, he often went out climbing and swimming. He wasn't anything special, he could fully strip a lasgun by the age of 10 like any other kid. He of course as soon as he came of age was thrown into the imperial guard.
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Weapon: Lasgun
Armor: Flak Armor
Misc.: 2 Frag Grenades, 1 Krakk Grenade
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alright, then, to avoid jumping the gun, i'll wait for the other person to sign up as well, or until 12, whichever comes first

loco5
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Name: Grey Shank
Age: 30
Gender: Male
Race: Human
Class: Trooper
Physical Description: He is 5'11, he has a broken nose that he never got fixed, he has brown hair cut into a buzz cut, he has some stubble of a beard, he is an average build and he has a serious expression.
Bio: Being from the jungle province of the imperials influence, he often went out climbing and swimming. He wasn't anything special, he could fully strip a lasgun by the age of 10 like any other kid. He of course as soon as he came of age was thrown into the imperial guard.
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Weapon: Lasgun
Armor: Flak Armor
Misc.: 2 Frag Grenades, 1 Krakk Grenade, Combat Knife
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Condition:

Alright i'll start with you now

You are aboard a Devourer dropship along with your squad and many more troopers. There is even a small military band to accompany for a good show for the people. Below are Salamander APC's as light support in case the reports of the ork position prove to be inaccurate.

After a short ride from the upper atmosphere, you land in the port of the capital city, unimaginatively named Ament. The nose of the dropship opens up and you all disembark. Walking down the ramp, you are greeted by a rather small crowd, compared to the size of the city. considering it's relative anonymity in the army's eye, not many people care much for the army, or trust them. Most of the people in the crowd are curious onlookers rather then supporters, though a few "Welcome Imperium" banners are being held.

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Name: Spike Archiac
Age: 19
Gender: M
Race: human
Class: Tank Commander
Physical Description: 6"3', blue eyes, brown hair, muscluar
Bio: NO
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im assuming weapon armor misc and condition stay blank at sign up.

loco5
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Name: Spike Archiac
Age: 19
Gender: M
Race: human
Class: Tank Commander
Physical Description: 6"3', blue eyes, brown hair, muscluar
Bio: NO
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Weapon:Battle Cannon (Leman Russ) 2 Heavy Bolters (Leman Russ) Laspistol
Armor:none
Misc.:
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Not much of a bio guy?


Whatever.

Anyways, prepare for copy paste

You are aboard a Devourer dropship along with your squad and many more troopers. There is even a small military band to accompany for a good show for the people. Below are Salamander APC's as light support in case the reports of the ork position prove to be inaccurate.

After a short ride from the upper atmosphere, you land in the port of the capital city, unimaginatively named Ament. The nose of the dropship opens up and you all disembark. Riding down the ramp, you are greeted by the tail end of an imperial formation, and a small crowd, disproportionately small for the size of the city.

loco5
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Bump for more players!

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Name: Bernhardt Aschen
Age: 18
Gender: Male
Race: Human
Class: Trooper
Physical Description: Cropped brown hair, brown eyes, white skin, 5'9, scrawny.
Bio: Being an Imperial Guardsman has always been a wish of Bernhardt's. His parents were true believers in the Imperium of Man. His father especially, considering his relatively high position in the Guard. His father always stood up a little straighter and his smile always widened when Bernhardt talked about signing up to serve the Emperor. It was a good existence, having an officer for a father, even if he didn't see him often... That is, until the Xenos tore his father's body apart. Orks, they said, Orks and their exploding pets. Bernhardt always had a dark, burning hatred in his heart for the Xenos, and a searing rage in his gut. Eventually, the time came for his hand to write his name on the enlistment papers.
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Ha! A Warhammer 40k RPG? Count me in.

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Name: Bernhardt Aschen
Age: 18
Gender: Male
Race: Human
Class: Trooper
Physical Description: Cropped brown hair, brown eyes, white skin, 5'9, scrawny.
Bio: Being an Imperial Guardsman has always been a wish of Bernhardt's. His parents were true believers in the Imperium of Man. His father especially, considering his relatively high position in the Guard. His father always stood up a little straighter and his smile always widened when Bernhardt talked about signing up to serve the Emperor. It was a good existence, having an officer for a father, even if he didn't see him often... That is, until the Xenos tore his father's body apart. Orks, they said, Orks and their exploding pets. Bernhardt always had a dark, burning hatred in his heart for the Xenos, and a searing rage in his gut. Eventually, the time came for his hand to write his name on the enlistment papers.
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Weapon:Lasgun
Armor:Flak Armor
Misc.:2 Frag Grenads 1 Krak grenade
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Have a helping of beginning copy paste.


You are aboard a Devourer dropship along with your squad and many more troopers. There is even a small military band to accompany for a good show for the people. Below are Salamander APC's as light support in case the reports of the ork position prove to be inaccurate.

After a short ride from the upper atmosphere, you land in the port of the capital city, unimaginatively named Ament. The nose of the dropship opens up and you all disembark. Walking down the ramp, you are greeted by a rather small crowd, compared to the size of the city. considering it's relative anonymity in the army's eye, not many people care much for the army, or trust them. Most of the people in the crowd are curious onlookers rather then supporters, though a few "Welcome Imperium" banners are being held.

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Name: Bernhardt Aschen
Age: 18
Gender: Male
Race: Human
Class: Trooper
Physical Description: Cropped brown hair, brown eyes, white skin, 5'9, scrawny.
Bio: Being an Imperial Guardsman has always been a wish of Bernhardt's. His parents were true believers in the Imperium of Man. His father especially, considering his relatively high position in the Guard. His father always stood up a little straighter and his smile always widened when Bernhardt talked about signing up to serve the Emperor. It was a good existence, having an officer for a father, even if he didn't see him often... That is, until the Xenos tore his father's body apart. Orks, they said, Orks and their exploding pets. Bernhardt always had a dark, burning hatred in his heart for the Xenos, and a searing rage in his gut. Eventually, the time came for his hand to write his name on the enlistment papers.
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Weapon: Lasgun
Armor: Flak Armor
Misc.:2 Frag Grenades 1 Krak grenade
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Condition:

Probably trying to keep from being looted, that lot. Anyways, I stick with the group and keep an eye on the crowd. Thinking from character stand-point, anyone could be a Chaos agent.

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Name: Bernhardt Aschen
Age: 18
Gender: Male
Race: Human
Class: Trooper
Physical Description: Cropped brown hair, brown eyes, white skin, 5'9, scrawny.
Bio: Being an Imperial Guardsman has always been a wish of Bernhardt's. His parents were true believers in the Imperium of Man. His father especially, considering his relatively high position in the Guard. His father always stood up a little straighter and his smile always widened when Bernhardt talked about signing up to serve the Emperor. It was a good existence, having an officer for a father, even if he didn't see him often... That is, until the Xenos tore his father's body apart. Orks, they said, Orks and their exploding pets. Bernhardt always had a dark, burning hatred in his heart for the Xenos, and a searing rage in his gut. Eventually, the time came for his hand to write his name on the enlistment papers.
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Weapon: Lasgun
Armor: Flak Armor
Misc.:2 Frag Grenades 1 Krak grenade
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Condition:


You march out, and slowly come upon your your Bivouac, the soldier next to you claims, "Emperors bowels! This place is a ****hole!" As you look upon the dilapidated storage hangars meant to house the men. Another claims "You would think the citizens here would be grateful that the emperor's finest were coming."

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Name: Bernhardt Aschen
Age: 18
Gender: Male
Race: Human
Class: Trooper
Physical Description: Cropped brown hair, brown eyes, white skin, 5'9, scrawny.
Bio: Being an Imperial Guardsman has always been a wish of Bernhardt's. His parents were true believers in the Imperium of Man. His father especially, considering his relatively high position in the Guard. His father always stood up a little straighter and his smile always widened when Bernhardt talked about signing up to serve the Emperor. It was a good existence, having an officer for a father, even if he didn't see him often... That is, until the Xenos tore his father's body apart. Orks, they said, Orks and their exploding pets. Bernhardt always had a dark, burning hatred in his heart for the Xenos, and a searing rage in his gut. Eventually, the time came for his hand to write his name on the enlistment papers.
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Weapon: Lasgun
Armor: Flak Armor
Misc.:2 Frag Grenades 1 Krak grenade
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Condition:

"****able ingrates. I suppose we should try to make the best of this situation, maybe use the shelves as bunks." I say as I look around for an opportune place to sleep in.

loco5
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Name: Bernhardt Aschen
Age: 18
Gender: Male
Race: Human
Class: Trooper
Physical Description: Cropped brown hair, brown eyes, white skin, 5'9, scrawny.
Bio: Being an Imperial Guardsman has always been a wish of Bernhardt's. His parents were true believers in the Imperium of Man. His father especially, considering his relatively high position in the Guard. His father always stood up a little straighter and his smile always widened when Bernhardt talked about signing up to serve the Emperor. It was a good existence, having an officer for a father, even if he didn't see him often... That is, until the Xenos tore his father's body apart. Orks, they said, Orks and their exploding pets. Bernhardt always had a dark, burning hatred in his heart for the Xenos, and a searing rage in his gut. Eventually, the time came for his hand to write his name on the enlistment papers.
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Weapon: Lasgun
Armor: Flak Armor
Misc.:2 Frag Grenades 1 Krak grenade
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Condition:

"****ed right" Another agrees

You make bunk, and continue on duties for the night. Though the city is open, the streets are strangely empty, people inhabit it, lights are on everywhere, and the bars and restaurants are open, but mostly populated by either quiet unfriendly customers, or off duty PDF. And now, off duty IG. Later the night, when you have off you wander the streets and find a decent restaurant, and thankfully Throne Gelt is accepted. You sit down, as a few more off duty guards walk in, but before you can order, what sounds rather close by you hear the sound of stub guns firing and shouting.

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Name: Bernhardt Aschen
Age: 18
Gender: Male
Race: Human
Class: Trooper
Physical Description: Cropped brown hair, brown eyes, white skin, 5'9, scrawny.
Bio: Being an Imperial Guardsman has always been a wish of Bernhardt's. His parents were true believers in the Imperium of Man. His father especially, considering his relatively high position in the Guard. His father always stood up a little straighter and his smile always widened when Bernhardt talked about signing up to serve the Emperor. It was a good existence, having an officer for a father, even if he didn't see him often... That is, until the Xenos tore his father's body apart. Orks, they said, Orks and their exploding pets. Bernhardt always had a dark, burning hatred in his heart for the Xenos, and a searing rage in his gut. Eventually, the time came for his hand to write his name on the enlistment papers.
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Weapon: Lasgun
Armor: Flak Armor
Misc.:2 Frag Grenades 1 Krak grenade
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Condition:

I'm going to assume I still have my weapons.

"I doubt that's some fool shooting at shadows, let's go check it out!" I yell at the other Guards before charging out of the restaurant towards the disturbance.

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Name: Bernhardt Aschen
Age: 18
Gender: Male
Race: Human
Class: Trooper
Physical Description: Cropped brown hair, brown eyes, white skin, 5'9, scrawny.
Bio: Being an Imperial Guardsman has always been a wish of Bernhardt's. His parents were true believers in the Imperium of Man. His father especially, considering his relatively high position in the Guard. His father always stood up a little straighter and his smile always widened when Bernhardt talked about signing up to serve the Emperor. It was a good existence, having an officer for a father, even if he didn't see him often... That is, until the Xenos tore his father's body apart. Orks, they said, Orks and their exploding pets. Bernhardt always had a dark, burning hatred in his heart for the Xenos, and a searing rage in his gut. Eventually, the time came for his hand to write his name on the enlistment papers.
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Weapon: Lasgun
Armor: Flak Armor
Misc.:2 Frag Grenades 1 Krak grenade
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Condition:

Not the flak armor, but the lasgun yes. You head out with the others, and find that whoever it w as is gone, but there are 3 imperial guardsmen on the ground in an alleyway.

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Name: Bernhardt Aschen
Age: 18
Gender: Male
Race: Human
Class: Trooper
Physical Description: Cropped brown hair, brown eyes, white skin, 5'9, scrawny.
Bio: Being an Imperial Guardsman has always been a wish of Bernhardt's. His parents were true believers in the Imperium of Man. His father especially, considering his relatively high position in the Guard. His father always stood up a little straighter and his smile always widened when Bernhardt talked about signing up to serve the Emperor. It was a good existence, having an officer for a father, even if he didn't see him often... That is, until the Xenos tore his father's body apart. Orks, they said, Orks and their exploding pets. Bernhardt always had a dark, burning hatred in his heart for the Xenos, and a searing rage in his gut. Eventually, the time came for his hand to write his name on the enlistment papers.
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Weapon: Lasgun
Armor: Flak Armor
Misc.:2 Frag Grenades 1 Krak grenade
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Condition:

"One of us needs to contact the rest of the Guard and tell them what happened here. We seem to also require an ambulance." I check to make sure these Guardsmen are alive.

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