Squad Of Mercs

Currently only three possible members of a squad is alive at the moment. Karksat the last remaining kroot survivor of the dark eldar attack and anti-matter bomb. Since the fall of his kroot squad falling Karksat has started to make his own Xenos merc group ((40k rp/ask blog for a squad of Xenos and humans))

[catchymemes]

[techmarine]

(I want to see this happen to our local kroot) @kindredsellswords

[kindredsellswords]

Karksat got the distinct feeling the humans want to treat him like a pet and narrow his eyes.

[magsnagadaunkyllyble]

🚕

“Yur gonna need an ‘elmet.”  Magsnaga said while looking the kroot up and down.  Orks had thick enough skulls in the case of most vehicular accidents or well intended physical connections.  He was unsure if the bird lizard thing did.

[kindredsellswords]

Karksat let out a snorting hiss but he did have a combat helmet that could work. Unstraping it from his side he placed over the top of his head and adjusted do he could see out of it. While he was strong he lacked the same tough interior as an ork. "There. Can we go now?" Snaping his beak his words were much more clip indicating he wished to go now rather then delaying on vehiculer safety

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Alonzo snorted. “Most of them hide behind holodisplays and medals too large for their chests,” he replied. “But I hardly expect you to understand that. Tell me, xenos, have you ever been on a proper battlefield? You strike me as the sort to spend your days skulking in the shadows. I don’t know anyone other than rogue traders or the Inquisition who might employ your kind. Should I be worried you’re here?”

[kindredsellswords]

The faintest of huffs escaped him as the other was right about not understanding the whole noble issue and battlefields. But when personally working on a  battlefield was brought up he scratched his head quills in a very human manner and lightly clicked his beak. “Ye have done ‘oth. Ye was with a guards’en troop for a period of years on ‘attlefields waging war against chaos and others. Or as their scout in the wilderness. Until other opportunities opened up.” When asked about if he should be worried about his presence he shook his head side to side. “’Ye ca’e here to assist in racial connections to deal with Chaos in war rather than a ‘isused asset.” He let the human decide if this was a worrying fact that he was acting on his own rather then bound to the whims of a shadowy or flamboyant master. 

[nazrigar]

“Alright listen up ya gits, my name iz Peetuh Burna Puncha, and I was bitten by a Real Wyrd Spidah! After krumping da bug-fing, I lurnt that it gave me strange spidah powaz, and for da past… Wun, Five… er-ZOG IT Years! I’ve been da one, da only SPIDA-ORK!”

In Noo Gork City, he protects da otha gitz on da ground from bigger, meaner gitz who pick on little guys who can’t possibly do much fightin’. He paints himself Red and Blue to be real fast and real lucky, and arms himself with a “Spida-Klaw” and “Web-Shootah” to krump bad-gitz. And cleats. He doesn’t need it, he just likes it.

The end result of playing too much Warhammer in my free time while learning Spider-Verse won the Golden Globe for Best Animated Film! And so a doodle spiraled out of control into this thing.

Also Featuring:

J. Junka Jamezog: He really wants pictures of Spider-Ork!

The Vulture DA BURD BRAIN: Warboss Loota of da sky!

Venom VENUM: AKA “WE ARE DA GOOP”

Norman NORM OZBUGG: Aka DA GREEN GOBBLA. A weedy, but kunnin’ grot who becomes a giant big boss of a gretchin after drinking a substance called “Da Gud Stuff”. In other words Grom the Paunch as a supervillain… Also his hat is a Squig.

Dok Okk: “GET OUTTA MAH SHOP PEETUH”

[kindredsellswords]

@magsnagadaunkyllyble

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[ stare ]

Mud stained his uniform from his boots to the greatcoat that bore the silver dragon icon of his personal heraldry. The Knight-Scion had dismounted from his steed in order to let his Sacristan refit and refuel the machine. He’d taken to the streets of the operating base to kill time, meandering between rows upon rows of tents and pre-fab constructions.

He noticed the xenos staring at him as he stepped out of the road to avoid a cargo-8 running him over. The truck sped by and in its rush to Omnissiah alone knew where, sent a fresh plume of mud cascading over Alonzo’s pants. He clicked his tongue in disappointment but decided he was dirty beyond the point of being upset by it.

Glancing up, he saw beady eyes aimed in his direction. Alonzo frowned. He didn’t like it when people stared at him, let alone this xenos, even if it was sanctioned.

“What?”

[kindredsellswords]

Waiting outside of one of the prefab buildings to be called back, in the large kroot shifted uneasily as he kept his quills out for vibrations of anyone foolish enough to act on xenos dislike. His breath misted as he was not keen on the cooler weather as he shifted under the fur cloak. Looking up at the cloudy skies above he breathed in to get an idea of the likeliness of more rain. Soon he turned his head down to the general movement of the bustle of humans around him as he shifted out of the way of the busy members of this town if they got too close. Turning up the mud on the ground from traffic with his talons he went back to his watchful 

Curiosity first drew his eyes to the Knight-Scion on the streets as the flash of silver kept drawing his attention to the well-dressed human. The darkened landscape under the veil of clouds who have not released all the rain, made the brighter colors stand out against the dreary shadows. His mind reminded him of many of the nobles he was requested to endure when he was set on guard duty for the Inquisitor for whatever reason. Hardly pleasant experiences seeing most of the humans gawked at him, but this one was different in their movements. The man moved not just with purpose but with someone who has fought. And to see a symbol like that on the battlefield was not something he can ever claim he has seen before. 

 The noise of the truck got his attention as it sounded close enough to be a problem as he broke the contact momentary to examine the danger of a heavy vehicle speeding along as he flattened his quills against his body as he shifted on the mud-covered street as the chill of the spray of mud getting his unarmored feet landed as he turned back to watch the noble warrior out of curiosity as courtesy of not staring slipped his manners among the humans again. But his eyes caught the curve of the mouth dropping in displeasure moments before he heard he was addressed. Breaking the stare he responded, “Not used to seeing an aristocratic in war zones.”

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Ooc

[crow--teeth]

just some average birds !

[crow--teeth]

giving a seagull teeth is the single most invalid decision I’ve made in my entire life and I will live in fear. forever wondering if it is what will be sent to torment me if I die

[kinglyqueenly]

If you die? 

[crow--teeth]

death isn’t definitive but these seagulls fucking are 

[magsnagadaunkyllyble]

“Good Teef.”

[darkseraphscorner]

[ teach ] (can't wait to see what a kroot is being taught)

The Corsair let out a long suffering sigh as she slapped the gnarled Kroots hand again.

“No no no, I swear by Isha tears, even the Mon-krig have figured this out! You use the Knife to cut up your food and the Fork to place it in your mouth! You do not shove it all in your mouth and cut off the bits that won’t fit!”

No one was sure why, but the Eldar Raider had taken it upon herself to teach Karksat table manners.

And was failing horridly.

[kindredsellswords]

Snappishly as the eldar slapped his hand again, he shook his head as he clicked his beak irritably. HIs quills flared out as he drew himself to his full height and hissed. “Unlike yue ye have a sharp ‘eak and not soft fleshy lips with dull teeth.” Stubbornly he points out the natural differences between them as his finger turns towards his beak. It seemed like the eldars and humans both could not deal with his superior mouth by taking care of meat as the fact of the barbaric appearance he has when tearing meat apart like a wild bird. Stubbornly he brings the meat back up to his mouth and bites down despite the next several slaps as he stares her down with his boneheaded determination. 

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Send in sexy pictures of your Muse to my submit box, and see how my muse reacts...

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Testing the armor: basic movement

Karksat grumbled as he looked at the metal casing that Gamli made for him. “Come on Karksat just step into it. It's not going to kill you.” Turning his head one way then the other he clicked his tongue before taking one step in as he settled one leg in and made sure his quills were not going to catch on the armor. Circling his talons into the specialized boots made he winced as they didn't move to him curling his toes. Pulling all his quills flat against his skin he pushed his arms into where his limbs into the arms as he shivered at the trapped feeling he was placing himself in. It was not like his makeshift armor that he made himself. uneasy crooning started as he lifted his other foot and slide in as he did not like how unnatural this all felt.  once he was positioned himself in it he bent the arm and typed in a code before he heard the hissing of the suit as it started to close about his back. Hissing he turned his head as the back closed about him and turned smoothly as the suit powered up as he shifted about as it unlocked. It took him a moment to balance with the shift as he stepped about as his claws dug into the ground as it left scraps in the rock foundation. quaking in surprise as he heard the scrambling like metal on metal but could not place it till the lens of the small AI pushed into his face. 

“Oh Karksat keep still I am just checking the suit with you in it to make sure everything is optional.” A worried whistle escaped Karksat as he steadied himself as his mind tried to compensate for the extra weight of the small AI body but the suit did not require him to do so as he caught the wall from overcompensating for. The crunch made him wince as he looked towards what he grabbed on to, to see his hands just punched holes in the wall as his red eyes examined the damage. “Ok, we are good to go!” 

Freezing as the AI dropped off him he dared not try to move till the creature was off. Slowly Karksat moved as his feet clacked down as he moved unsteadily in his power suit. Reaching over for the helmet he flexed his fingers slowly to make sure the grabbing force was ok before carefully closing his hands on it and lifting it to put it on. With care, he slipped it over his beak as he felt like he was putting a massive muzzle on that hugged his means of poisoning others. Darkness closed about him as he pushed it all the way on. Feeling about for the clamps he flipped them to lock it in place. Flinching he felt the buzz of energy as power turned on in the helmet as the last lock connected. The light blinded him as it flashed on as his eyes were sensitive to the lines forming on the inside of his helmet as he adjusted to the visual changes.

“Hey, you can hear me alright, right?” Karksat Flinched as it vibrated his quills at the base. Nodding he reached up to put a hand on his neck as he rubbed at the straps there holding it in place and the other rested on where his eyes would be.  “It takes time to get used to it as I am still calibrating for your eyes.” Letting out a deep snort he opened his eyes as he had a hard time focusing on the items in front of his face as they snapped in and out of focus. Soon it slowed after minutes as he remained mostly frozen from his eyesight going in and out. “Ahhhhh. No wonder you spotted things way before the others you have like binoculars for eyes. And why you suck at reading.”

“Pollie. Enlightening ‘ut please stop co’‘enting. Ye a’ aware ye a’ not a gue’la.” Hearing a chirp from the robot he started to turn his head to look about as things slowly came into focus. Dull coloring compared to his own eyesight but it was a computer working on human variables. Lifting a foot was exaggerated as he felt the weight on the top of his leg as he overcompensated for the pressure and brought his foot down. The horrific noise that sounded out from the coms system deafened him as he reached up and pulled on the helmet. He never heard Gamli laugh but it was a traumatizing noise to have right at the base of his quills as he screeched at the trapped feeling that tightened about him even more with putting on the armor. Panic flared as the noise stopped and he heard the pleas for him to calm down as his talons pulled on the helmet and scraped on the outside before he caught control of his emotions as he took in deep breaths.  

“S-sorry! I didn’t mean to startle you just you walking was something. Mr Karksat please calm down. Uhmm er ok! Let's do simple tests like walkin-” “YE KNOW HOW TO WALKekek!”

“But inside the armor. It's not going to be the same. Please?” The deep growl sounded out from Karksat but he slowly released his helmet and slowly lowered his arms as he had used to arm bracers. But the legs were problematic as he moved and he felt the constricted feeling about his legs and talons. Lifting higher than he normally would he shook his limb to shake off the bonds before bringing it down. Soon he moved his other leg as he struggled to take a step like normal but the restriction bothered him on a primal level as he could not help but overreact. Springing with his next step he kicked slightly as he worked to step normally as he became painfully aware of all communication was cut from inside the helmet as the Little robot watched him mutely as he could not read the mechanical member of his squad. Continuing his gangly walk he moved about in a circle as he worked at fighting the primal wrongness of the armor. The weight pushing down, the enclosed trapped feeling, and the inability to feel the environment around him. His body spiked in heat and secreted a lubricating substance before he stopped it as he brought his temperature and secretions down as he grumbled darkly as he just walked in a circle with his gaint.

“Ok now that you seem to be more use to it we can try running. And then jumping.”

“YE NOT A HATCHLING.” He barked out in extream annoyance before turning to look on the small robot. “Ye a’ an adult kroot.”

“Yes but this suit will increase your speed and your strength to go farther as well as protect you so you need to learn the boundaries.” Gamli chirped brightly as Karksat watched before turning his head away. He was not looking forward to this as he opened the flap to the tent and growled at the other kroot that looked over as they heard all of what has been going on. Florance only tilted his hat up to watch the armored kroot leave with mild puzzlement in his eyes. As he stalked out he was painfully aware of the noise he made as he stalked out with the small AI pill bug following at his long strides. Red warnings went off as there was flashing red as he stared at the red moving up the body of the kroot on the side as he continued to walk. The squark of surprise was audible outside of the helmet as the Lenses of Gamli poked into his vision making him hop sideways. Crashing down as he went further than he thought he jumped, the pair went down in a heap. “Ahhh there were warnings!”

Despite no pain he was picking himself up as he whistled in confusion as it should of only of been a short jump. Yet here he was at least twice the distance then he should of been. Sitting up he looked about to make sure no one else saw that as he was highly aware of how clumsy he was being, like a new baby deer. “Ye never had to deal with sensors in face.” He grumped as he got back up as he flexed his quills as everything still felt fine. HOpping in place to get an idea about the landing he heard Gamli complaining but ignored him as he got the timing down. “Next step run yes?” He crooned.

“Yes it’s-” Gamli became a white noise of displeasure as Karksat stepped into a run. Mentally Karksat was counting his movements as he was getting it down blocking out all Gamli was saying as he focused on his movements with the shift in his movements and control. Finally, he slid so he can slow down before clawing the ground with his hand as he had much more momentum then he planned, turning the pair about into a sharp turn. As soon as they stop he heard the clattering of metal on metal as Gamli flailed his legs on the armored shell. “NO let me get down next ti-”

“Lea’ing next.” Was all he stated before springing forward as the white noise of Gamli screaming sounded out as he coiled and released the coils in his legs as he watched the ground to see when he had to extend into a run. Counting continues before till the landing looked right as he hit the ground running and leap again all the while with the little Ai clinging to him. At these speeds he would have more troubles with slowing down a charge if he started as he calculated the force he was hitting the ground into the run and springing again before reaching up to the metallic body of the Ai and gripping him as he landed and slowed into a jog as he huffed as he slowed to a walk before kicking out his leg as it still bothered him that he a was in a metal cage. Listening to Gamli’s buzzing sobs he crooned as he realized he went too far with the little AI in their fear for their body and consciousness. Holding the buzzing robot he looked about as he wasn't paying attention where he ran as he snorted. Looking for his own tracks he followed it back to the camp as it seemed like they both hit their limits. 

[kindredsellswords]

Exhaustion of duel loyalties

Karksat rumbled as he felt his damaged beak where chaos removed a small hole. Red eyes closed as he heard Florance snap at a tau as the tau made a demand of him. Irritably he rose and extended a taloned hand to lightly grip the assassin's arm. Giving his squad mate a squeeze on the arm the human backed off in a huff. This balancing act of dealing with those that made him leader and the expectations for him being a kroot among the tau rested heavily on him as he recognized the sharp clash of cultures.

Rumbling out he tossed his head side to side as his quills rattled in warning of his growing annoyance with the fire warrior. "You wanted perspective of a non imperial gue'la and you seem to mock his experiance fire warrior." Pushing on the shoulder of small blue xeno he growled as he showed his preference of his make shift squad of kroot, humans, and the small robotic AI creature.

"It is an uncommon practice to employ. And the children with you? They do not belong on the battlefield much less infiltrating the chaos forces."

"But it works, fire warrior. It is how my group has been fuctioning since I created my own group. Kroot or not we are skilled in our knowlage in our ablity to hunt and know chaos." Slowly he uncurled his large frame in the cramped space as his quills touched the roof to make the tau back off, failing to remember this was not a human. As his normal tactic to make others back off fails as kroot worked with tau regularly, he promptly snapped his beak before turning his back to settle back down. "I will help the empire as I has in the past but you must allow me and my squad to work in our normal compasity." Scratching at the imperial sanctioning brand, he considered his strange position as a inquistion hound dog as well as his personal loyalties to the tau empire. His mind drifted to the 4 teens in his care, all born of chaos influences yet for the better as they have pulled away. Three of them skilled in tactics of chaos, and one knowlageable in behaviors of chaos ritual preparation.

As the tau considered his position with the kroot, he decided better then to aggrervate the seemingly temperamental kroot. He was mostly an strange ally since he has showed up with his group that drifted in and out with no clear order. And even the other kroot that worked with him appeard to have strange quirks of their own but have accepted the dark skin kroot as their own. And the humans listened to him despite general complaints, even the kids who seemed overly fond of the kroot. The lack of obvious order bothered the tau deeply but he could not deny the knowlage the kroot had from fighting chaos forces himself. "If that is what you wish..."

A clicking laugh escaped Karksat before he crooned out, "good then we have no more to talk about and I do not have to approach your commander." Seeing the slight twitch of unease tickled karksat as he watched the tau hurried out with getting the little control they may of wanted to feel secure. Besides they seemed young and wishful despite picking fights with the wrong person

As a few minutes passed he shuffled about to smell the dog as well as

[kindredsellswords]

Finally remembered my password.

Nice to see the blog is still here.

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Krootox 

by João Bosco

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