Friday, January 25, 2013
Whispers in the Dark: Part 2
This is the second part of my short story, Whispers in the Dark. The first part can be found here:
http://www.thegreatgaminghall.blogspot.com/2013/01/whispers-in-dark.html
Enjoy!
Abaddon swept his claw through the air futilely, missing the Primarch once more, and once more, the blow was returned.
“Fight, you coward!”, Abaddon shouted.
“Very well, then”, came the answer.
Alpharius moved quick as lightning, delivering an impossibly powerful blow that sent the Warmaster staggering. Abaddon seized his chance to strike a blow that he knew would rend through flimsy power armour, but as the blow struck, but the scales hardened and turned rigid at all points of impact, in much the same way as the armour worn by Eldar warriors.
The Warmaster’s momentary gave Alpharius the chance to make a precise strike that sliced off Abaddon’s left hand, and Drach’nyen with it. Alpharius caught the sword blade down as it fell through the air with his right hand, the left hand holding the gladius delivering a bone shattering punch to Abaddon’s face. The Warmaster fell flat on his back with a thunderous noise.
Monster-headed tentacles erupted from Alpharius’s back with an accompanying spray of gore, pinning Abaddon down such that he could not escape. He brought Drach’nyen above his head in a two-handed grip, asserting domination over the daemon bound inside as he did so.
Abaddon struggled futilely as the sword slammed into his chest down to the hilt with enough force to send spiderweb cracks across his abdomen. Blood filled the air as a fine mist, coating everything near in a thin coat of corrupted sanguine fluid.
The Primarch’s jaw dislocated and his mouth stretched unnaturally wide. At a volume unattainable by physical vocal cords, he announced to the entire ship that the Warmaster was dead.
http://www.thegreatgaminghall.blogspot.com/2013/01/whispers-in-dark.html
Enjoy!
Abaddon swept his claw through the air futilely, missing the Primarch once more, and once more, the blow was returned.
“Fight, you coward!”, Abaddon shouted.
“Very well, then”, came the answer.
Alpharius moved quick as lightning, delivering an impossibly powerful blow that sent the Warmaster staggering. Abaddon seized his chance to strike a blow that he knew would rend through flimsy power armour, but as the blow struck, but the scales hardened and turned rigid at all points of impact, in much the same way as the armour worn by Eldar warriors.
The Warmaster’s momentary gave Alpharius the chance to make a precise strike that sliced off Abaddon’s left hand, and Drach’nyen with it. Alpharius caught the sword blade down as it fell through the air with his right hand, the left hand holding the gladius delivering a bone shattering punch to Abaddon’s face. The Warmaster fell flat on his back with a thunderous noise.
Monster-headed tentacles erupted from Alpharius’s back with an accompanying spray of gore, pinning Abaddon down such that he could not escape. He brought Drach’nyen above his head in a two-handed grip, asserting domination over the daemon bound inside as he did so.
Abaddon struggled futilely as the sword slammed into his chest down to the hilt with enough force to send spiderweb cracks across his abdomen. Blood filled the air as a fine mist, coating everything near in a thin coat of corrupted sanguine fluid.
The Primarch’s jaw dislocated and his mouth stretched unnaturally wide. At a volume unattainable by physical vocal cords, he announced to the entire ship that the Warmaster was dead.
Wednesday, January 23, 2013
Welcome Terminado!!
I wanted to welcome Terminado to the hall. He is a new contributor (as he said) and a good friend. I am trying to set up a YouTube account for the hall so we will let you know when it is up and ready for you to view amazing videos. I look forward to posting more with Terminado! Welcome to the hall!!
Whispers in the dark
This is the short story I have been writing. It is about the Alpha Legion.
WHISPERS IN THE DARK
Duncan Wright
Abaddon laughed from his charnel throne as the stranger finished his challenge.
“I am Abaddon. I am the Arch fiend, Despoiler of the Corpse-God’s worlds! I will not be defeated, by bolter nor blade, and yet, this is what you lay at my feet. What chance do you possibly think you have?”
The armoured figure simply said, “We shall see.”
“Detain this fool.”, Abaddon spat contemptuously.
Two massive terminators stomped from behind the throne, one with a pair of crackling power claws, the other hefting a chainfist and combi-bolter. A line of shots stitched across the floor, but the newcomer was nowhere to be seen.
That changed a moment later as a gladius rammed through the exposed cables and grilles at the back of the armour, and the bolter fell silent as its owner slumped to the floor.
The other terminator charged forward and slashed at the power armoured killer. The rage-filled strike was easily dodged and countered, and the legionnaire had barely the time to register his innards spilling over his knees when a well-placed bolt silenced him forever.
“So”, Abaddon boomed, “you may have defeated my bodyguards, but rest assured, for you will not-”
The crack of a teleport strike filled the room, along with the accompanying stench of ozone.
A massive figure covered in a cloak of dark reptilian hide had appeared in the room.
He said but seven words. “I am Alpharius, and I am your doom.”
Abaddon cried a wordless bellow of pure rage, rising from his seat and drawing the great sword Drach’nyen.
“I will kill you, weakling! Horus himself could not stand against me! You are an imbecile for coming here!”
The Warmaster charged at Alpharius, but the power armoured Primarch nimbly dodged Abaddon’s tremendous bulk, making a shallow slice as he moved. In the movement, the Primarchs robes were dislodged, and a rippling suit of scaled power armour was revealed beneath.
WHISPERS IN THE DARK
Duncan Wright
Abaddon laughed from his charnel throne as the stranger finished his challenge.
“I am Abaddon. I am the Arch fiend, Despoiler of the Corpse-God’s worlds! I will not be defeated, by bolter nor blade, and yet, this is what you lay at my feet. What chance do you possibly think you have?”
The armoured figure simply said, “We shall see.”
“Detain this fool.”, Abaddon spat contemptuously.
Two massive terminators stomped from behind the throne, one with a pair of crackling power claws, the other hefting a chainfist and combi-bolter. A line of shots stitched across the floor, but the newcomer was nowhere to be seen.
That changed a moment later as a gladius rammed through the exposed cables and grilles at the back of the armour, and the bolter fell silent as its owner slumped to the floor.
The other terminator charged forward and slashed at the power armoured killer. The rage-filled strike was easily dodged and countered, and the legionnaire had barely the time to register his innards spilling over his knees when a well-placed bolt silenced him forever.
“So”, Abaddon boomed, “you may have defeated my bodyguards, but rest assured, for you will not-”
The crack of a teleport strike filled the room, along with the accompanying stench of ozone.
A massive figure covered in a cloak of dark reptilian hide had appeared in the room.
He said but seven words. “I am Alpharius, and I am your doom.”
Abaddon cried a wordless bellow of pure rage, rising from his seat and drawing the great sword Drach’nyen.
“I will kill you, weakling! Horus himself could not stand against me! You are an imbecile for coming here!”
The Warmaster charged at Alpharius, but the power armoured Primarch nimbly dodged Abaddon’s tremendous bulk, making a shallow slice as he moved. In the movement, the Primarchs robes were dislodged, and a rippling suit of scaled power armour was revealed beneath.
Hello.
Hi guys(and girls). I'm Terminado. I am a new contributor to this blog, so I am here to introduce myself. I have played Warhammer 40k for the past three years, Space Marines, Grey Knights, Blood Angels, and Orks. I am new to Fantasy. My main fantasy army is Tomb Kings, and I have a few(!) Warriors of Chaos that I am looking to expand upon at some point. I will probably post lots of miniature pics to show what I've done so far, but I will warn you that I actually _play_ sporadically at best.
Sunday, January 20, 2013
New stuff
Hey all!! Sorry I haven't been making many posts or YouTube videos. I've been very busy with my scuba diving certification. I passed so I am now a certified open water diver! Hooray!!
Have been working on my high elves when I can. I am thinking of getting some warriors of chaos when the new army book comes out in February. I really like Vikings and I especially like how they are more specifically Norse. I have Swedish heritage that I am very proud of since as I said I like Vikings. Note there were Swedish Vikings, not just Vikings from Norway. I think it would be nice to have another army on hand so I can play against myself when bored.
I am trying to add my friend as a contributor to The Great Gaming Hall and make a YouTube channel for The Great Gaming Hall as well.
So quite a bit has happened since my last post and I hope there is more good things to come in the future. This is a bit late but happy new year and happy holidays!!
Friday, January 4, 2013
What's goin' on
Now quite a bit has happened since my last post. I got a lot of game stuff for Christmas so I will be posting on some of that stuff possibly in the future. Though at this time I am in Hawaii!!! I am studying to get my scuba diving certification and am a bit nervous for when the time comes to get certified. I do miss my awesome cat though, but there are friends taking care of him so he's happy. I only just got here a yesterday so I haven't been able to do much. I'm also planning on making some YouTube videos here and editing one I made at home so check them out when they get posted!
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