Dark Heresy - Saladaris Cell (Inactive)

Game Master Aiunder

Heresy knows no bounds and the inquisition will do everything in its power to hold it at bay.

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Male Human Guardsman/Conscript

Fearing that Judge is going down JT sets his feet and opens up full-auto on the last remaining hulk his Armageddon Pattern rifle spitting large caliber slugs that slam home at point blank range.

"Back the truck up freak! Here is a little something for you!

1d100 ⇒ 9

1d10 + 4 ⇒ (2) + 4 = 6 okay, maybe not slams, but how about pings?

Please adjust damage etc per the rules, I still don't have them all down.

Initiative order:
Occux 9
Julian 7
Jacques 6 (stunned 7 rounds)
Octus 6
Hulk2 2

Scrambling around everyone's makeshift barricades, Occux takes Nebdel's new rifle and begins cleaning and clearing it. Julian unloads a sizeable chunk of his clip into the massive beast of flesh and steel, one round manages to dent its skull plate while another tears a large chunk out of its collarbone. Nearby Jacques lies stunned and convulsing. Octus fires a short burst at the hulking mass while praying to the emperor but it appears that his prayers fall on deaf ears as his volley finds nothing but armoured plates. Julien is forced to stare down the massive barrel of the creatures gun arm but when his life should be flashing before his eyes, instead he hears the familiar, and at this time beautiful, sound of a slug jamming itself solidly in the barrel. The creature stares blankly at its arm, it appears unable to react without its weapon and blankly stands there as you fire round after round into it until it collapses.

On the other side of the lift there is a open access hatch that was hidden from view before and Occux given a chance to examine the two hulking bodies identifies them as combat servitors while Jacques, after finally shaking off the effects of the stun whips, identifies the humanoid as an arcoflaggelant.


damage: 1d10 + 4 ⇒ (8) + 4 = 12
attack: 1d100 ⇒ 99damage: 2d10 + 6 ⇒ (10, 7) + 6 = 23

Having carefully drawn a bead on the arcoflaggelant after fixing Nebdel's weapons, Occux lets loose a volley of laser bolts.

Las-Carbing BS:31+10+10 : 51 1d100 ⇒ 29
Damage 2d10 + 4 ⇒ (8, 5) + 4 = 17

Everything is dead

Ah....thought the whip guy was still goin....:)

Occux takes a close look at the arcoflaggelant....is it the tall man from the vids?

He then examines the servitors, seeing if he can access any memory storage.

Tech Use [Int:45] 1d100 ⇒ 76

Male Human Guardsman/Conscript

Watching Occux cranking off rounds into the dead whip armed freak JT nods in approval, "Hell yeah get that aggression out man! I knew you still had some human left in you. Tell that dude to get some of that. Retribution from the Emperor whip man, how you like us now!?"

JT picks up the shotgun and blasts the cameras down to prevent further spying.

"Lights out sucka! We are coming for you next!" BLAAAM

"Judge, can you hear me bro!? Damn man you look like shit! That guy was like, "What up!?" then whip crack and you got knocked the f~&* out man!"

Male Human Arbitrator

It feels as if there is a ringing in Jacques's head, and it simply wont stop. "Yes, blazes, I hear you! Emperor, damn this bastard to hell and back again. I suppose we won?"

Jacques walks over to the group of dead combatants. He glances the whipping creature up and down and shakes his head. "Arco-Flagellant. Criminals turned into a special kind of servitor, they're pumped full of narcotics and sent into a whirling fury. We're lucky to not gotten pulped ourselves."

Jaques begins searching the corpses, kneeling next to Occux.

"How did this man get access to an Arco-Flagellant? You can't just walk into your corner drug store and find one... unless you were making your own..." Jacques says, thinking out loud.

Male Human Guardsman/Conscript

"An Arco-what-the-hell!? Why in the name of the Throne would you want to take some penal planet hardened convict and give him whips like powerfists then pump him full of stimuroids?"

"I hate to piss in your z rations but I am willing to bet that a++#+$$ is sending another kill team as we speak. We gotta move, question is where?"

Male Human Guardsman/Conscript

1d100 ⇒ 8 Awareness (perception 31)

JT looks around for anything the group might have missed or could use. He reviews their options for getting to another deck level.

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