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Vrosh tattersoul

WARMASTER OF THE CRIMSON SLAUGHTER WITHIN THE MULTIVERSE!

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a character in “The Multiverse”, as played by Yvandír

Description

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Vrosh Tattersoul
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the Cleaver
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Personal Information
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Theme Song:

Name: Vrosh

True Name: unknown

Age: ??

Age Appearance: n/a
Sex: Male

Race/Main: Chaos space marine

Race/Sub: human?

Sexual Orientation: nope

Marital Status: nope

Birthplace: Rhoghon, long since destroyed.

Date of Birth: ??????

Religion(s)Beliefs: the chaos gods

Marking|Tattoos|Piercings:
various brandings and scarification markings across his body, that is if you ever see him outside of his armour
Height:
8ft 5"
Weight:
700LBS (outside of armour 1700LBS (aprox' in armour)
Physical Condition:
various mutations and gifts from the gods
Hair Color:
N/A
Eye Color:
Black lenses of his helmet
Alignment:
FOR THE GLORY OF THE CHAOS GODS!
Occupation (Main):
KILLING MAIMING AND SLAUGHTERING IN THE NAME OF THE CHAOS GODS!
Education:
that of a space marine
Language(s):
Low gothic, high gothic, warband cant
Current Residence:
unknown
Family/Relatives:
deceased
Enemies:
the imperium
Disabilities:
none
Personality:
a cold blooded, heartless slaughterer of all that stands against him...and maybe even those he would call 'allies'
Fears:
none
Psychological Condition:
...all crimson slaughter chaos space marines hear the voices of demons that haunt them, they're all a bit insane




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Deamonheart
this unholy boroque armour, bound with the essence of a powerful daemon, grants superior protection than that of other suits of power armour and within its glassy surface, the armour's prisoner writhes helplessly, forever attempting to escape but incapable, only to feed the life force of the armour's wearer.

ASTARTES COMBI-MELTA
a combi-weapon is just that, two weapons combine into a single frame, this weapon a combination of the lethal anti-armour meltagun.
A weapon that ATOMISES its victims leaving nothing but a pool of slag in the case of vehicles and completely vaporising any foe that is not protected.
the main part of the combi-weapon is the bolter, the bolter fires .999 calibre depleted uranium mass reactive shells that can bring down even lightly armoured vehicles.
there are many other types of ammunition that can be used within such a weapon, including thrice damned 'inferno bolts' these rounds lay waste to even power armour treating it as if it was soggy tissue paper.

ASTARTES POWER AXE- Bloodtithe
Vrosh's favoured weapon among his arsenal, this monstrous weapon is capable of piecing and felling even the mightiest armour the imperium or the renegade chaos space marines can bring to bear against their foes: the tactical dreadnought armour (otherwise known as terminator armour).

- the weapon now fused with the essence of a greater daemon of khorne, granting Vrosh even more prowess in closecombat.
Astartes combat knife
its just that a knife sized for a space marine, used in conjunction with his power axe

Frag and krak grenades
Frag grenades are for the infantry the krak grenades are for the lightly armoured vehicles that may transport his targets.

SIGIL OF CORRUPTION
these items are gifted to dark apostles and chaos lords alike, granting these champions and agents of chaos a phantasmal protective barrier not unlike those of the void shields of ships.

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being a space marine and once a loyal one before the voices, he has all the benefits of the augmentation that being a space marine grants.

THE VOICES
these echoing voices, ring within every crimson slaughter marine's skull, only silenced by the din of battle, however these voices do not just torment the crimson slaughter, in great enough numbers, reality begins to tear as paranormal events begin, ghost like entities, that stalk down their prey like hounds, wailing into the sky so that a nearby CM will come and make the kill. balefire spring from their eyes and coronas of lightning flicker about the horns of their helmets, inanimate objects ooze blood or float, these voices also afflict their enemies feeding terror into their hearts, many a man woman and child have been so stricken with fear they do not flee their coming doom.

GIFTS OF CHAOS
Vrosh no longer wears a helmet due to the physical changes granted to him from the gods, horns and wings, he is in essence a Pseudodaemon, a half-daemon of khorne.

MARK OF KHORNE
this mark renders Vrosh immune to magics and psyker's powers, and furthers his prowess in melee combat turning him into a master of close combat and some would say a raving lunatic.

WARP INSTABILITY
Vrosh can no longer die, upon his death within the material realm he returns to the warp, unharmed and can and will return to the material realm to hunt down and slaughter the one who banished him.
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History
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Among all of the crimson slaughter, there was one who revelled in bloodshed more than any other - Vrosh Tattersoul, The Cleaver.
While many within the crimson sabres chapter attempted to resist the voices inside their heads, Vrosh welcomed that dark guidance.
In battle, he became a butcher, using weapons in each hand to become a whirling cyclone of death. Vrosh's new patrons gifted him with alterations and he accepted them without question. a set of horns grew from his helmet and his once smooth lines of his power armour were broken by spikes and shifting faces.

So begins...

Vrosh tattersoul's Story

Setting

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Character Portrait: The 6th Order Character Portrait: Imperial Defense Force Character Portrait: Imperial Taiyou Navy Character Portrait: Vrosh tattersoul Character Portrait: Appollonia Character Portrait: Bryon Clegg
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Antok's eyes narrowed, watching from the bridge of his vessel as the barrage he had sent upon the opposing ship was cut short. The attack had failed... Crossing his arms, the various knobs and knickknacks tied and fastened to his clothes. The clothing he wore consisted of heavy and baggy robes covering the assortment of metal underneath. Not armor, but cybernetics attached and molded to his skin. The only human parts about him at this point was the unmodified section of his brain, and the few scraps of internal organs needed to sustain his life. Other than that, he was made completely of cybernetics. The other 6th Order soldiers referred to him as a "Cyber Zombie", barely even a human being and little more than a machine holding together scraps of what used to be a man.

Still, seeing as he was their commander he had control over the vessel and thus the men aboard. The Event Horizon was his beauty, his masterpiece...and he wanted to show the Aschen, and whatever bloody allies they choose to scrounge up, that their might was superior. So far they've only been engaging non-Aschen...allies. This was unacceptable.

"I'm afraid that isn't possible at this very moment. We are claiming this sector of space. And soon...your home-worlds will be next. CHAOS will spread, destroying any semblance of order you hold dear. We will destroy tyranny, tyranny of all kinds. And when the tyranny of man is destroyed, we shall move on to destroy the tyranny imposed by the gods themselves." Antok's distorted voice crackled and sputtered from the sheer force of his voice and the vitriol behind it. The Event Horizon crackled with energy, and an indicator began to beep on the control deck. "Fire!"

Rumbling and shaking coursed through the Event Horizon, shaking violently while the energy from its reactor began to pour into the massive cannon. A purplish glow began to synthesize with a pure magical energy, until finally in a single explosion within the cannon, it blew out a line of the pure purplish energy. The line rocketed through space like a ship entering into hyperdrive. The beam was quick, yet imprecise, and became a large focusing beam for as far as the eye could see - like a fusion cutter in space. It began maneuvering slowly, trying to catch any enemy ships in its massive beam. Once it had been fired, the ships began to convene and speed forwards, careful to avoid the radius which was designated for the Event Horizon's beam.

"All men! Battlestations!"

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Character Portrait: The 6th Order Character Portrait: Imperial Defense Force Character Portrait: Imperial Taiyou Navy Character Portrait: Vrosh tattersoul Character Portrait: Appollonia Character Portrait: Bryon Clegg
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The purple beam of energy surged forward, while the lone Matokey shipmaster watched the displays that were superimposed into the sky above the forested habitat that he called home.

The beam surged fourth, striking the massive Matokey ship, and stopping against a shimmering white barrier.

The barrier flickered, fluctuated, and began to give way to the searing purple beam of energy.

The Aschen watched with bated breath, and the Taiyou watched on their displays as well at the sheer might of the singular Matokey vessel.

Energy readings were off the charts, Clegg was watching closely on both visual, and wide-spectrum displays at the show before them.

M'Zulf stood there in silence, as the entire sky was bathed in a blinding pink light, the entirety of the ship shuddered, shudders that felt like earthquakes among the pocket dimension in which he was controlling his vessel.

He concentrated, the ship concentrated, and the barrier began to grow, turning a brilliant pink to match the beam of light, and then it seared forward towards the Event horizon, likely leaving nothing in it's wake.

The counter-beam surged forward and into the blackness of space, the lone Matokey breathed a brief sigh of relief, and he awaited the response from the 6th order.

"This is your final warning, leave now or be forcibly removed." He said calmly.

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Antok's face fell, this...wasn't going to be as simple as they once thought. He turned his gaze to his men, and pointed forwards to the opposing ships. He was practically seeing red, and did not wish to retreat. He wouldn't surrender. Him, and his men had come too far.

"Men! Attack!"

And all around, the ships began to swarm and power forwards for space combat. In the meantime, the Event Horizon began charging once more to prepare for a second attack.