posted on Oct, 12 2018 @ 02:47 AM
Riea barks an order to the troops. "Prepare for disemark"
The countdown to take off begins "Ten, nine, eight seven, six, five, four, three two, one, zero!"
The ships chamber fills with the sound of a rythemic oscillations. The sound pulsations are integral to the ships power system adjusting to the time
shift exiting the wormhole. Worm hole exists can bring on a feeling of space loops which some call centrifugal madness.
Squeezed like lemons, unable to move no one is capable of making any sound just yet. All will suffer g-force blackout and the ships auto piolet has
When they come to the ship reads the damage report. Forward manuvering gyroscopes failed, and quantum leak from ships primary reactor. The ship speaks
to the pilots mind.
"Primary reactor overheating shutting down. Switching to secondary reactor"
"Secondary reactor online" the ships computer reports.
The nether station now comes into isometric view on the wide navigational display. Holy crap it shows a gigantic tetrahedron in space.
The ship informs twenty seven seconds to impact with the Nether station. A rapid descent firing inertial variators at last moment. The ship bounces
several times on the surface before stationary. Doors open and the squad are out with weapons probing the strange terrain. A a glowing orange sphere
rolls across the surface towards them and stops and dims and disolves into a mist. There from which red eyes peers from. They can see silhouette of
tall stocky figures and a pigs grunt. The mist diffuses and what remains is tall and stocky pig headed looking men dressed in medievil garb yielding
whips of fire.
The fool hardy of the squad is a pacifist who goes out and suffenders his weapon to the pigmen.They make their approach snorting sounds, and talking
amongst in short aggressive bursts of unitellible language.
Poor Jeremones is grabbed by a Pigcreature.The lightwhip cracks down on him and the screams begin. The pig are ruthless and sadistic creatures,
bringing their whips unforgivingly onto what ever part of this fools body. The whip strikes finding their mark burns straight through the garment and
scores the flesh with three degree burn. Jerermones screams echo loudly and the pigman snort excitedly and carve off pieces of his limbs and consume
The squad ordered by their commander wait for the results of the lifes form scan to come through. The scan completed gives the result "Esoteric life
form rating 3.3"
Adjust weapon signature to 3.3 comes the command followed by "Fire!"
Thud, thud the pigmans run clumsy towards the squad against a barrage of pulsating weaponry. A Pig creature lays the whip on squadman Brobusky's arm
severing it off. The pigmans whips corona discharges cut through the body arm as easy as a knife through flesh.
Damn life is tough as a spacemarine.