Republican Commando

The following article is a /tg/ related story or fanfic. Should you continue, expect to find tl;dr and an occasional amount of awesome.

This article is a stub. You can help 1d4chan by expanding it

In the latest of Shas'o R'myr's games in the Tiji Sector, Spess Mareen: Republican Commando, the players are a Deathwatch Kill Team sent to the Tiji Sector to address a growing trouble called the Cult of the Hellstar. Far from civilized Imperial space, stuck out in the galactic boondocks, and facing horrific enemies and allies that will test their patience and sanity, they must complete their mission, combining the faith of the present with the strength of the past, all in the Emperor's name.

In other words, bad shit is going down in Tiji - worse than usual, even - but that's okay, because with four Deathwatch Marines, a literal (void)shipload of 30K era archeotech, and faith in the Emperor, the Primarchs, and the brothers that fight by one's side, all things are possible.

Episodes

• First thread - Rules of Nature; Long Travels
• Second thread - Republican Commandos; Substance; Big Business
• Third thread - ...And Hindsight; Fear Itself
• Fourth thread - Stranger in a Strange Land; Shiny and Chrome
• Fifth thread - Hot Wind Blowing; Oculus Aquila
• Sixth thread - Symphony of the Night; Reverse Ideology; It Keeps Happening
• Seventh thread - Wet and Dry; The Ritual; Firestorm Under Hylios
• COMING SOON™: A Stranger I Remain, The Fourth Column, Mjasiri, Imperishable, Once Blessed, Under the Knife, The Final Flight of the Walrus, From Beyond, and more!

The Kill-Team COMMANDOS

Equipped with Mark VI 'Corvus' Power Armour and a dizzying array of weaponry, these warriors of the Deathwatch stand ready to face all comers.

• "Felleye" Brynjol, Space Wolves Assault Wolf Priest: First into a fight, last out, this boisterous bro has countless impressive kills under his belt, ranging from a Chaos Hellbringer Frigate to the Kill-Team's sobriety. For some reason, he's taken an intense dislike to psykery and other inconvenient alterations to a battlefield, and any failure in his eyes will be met with intensive training. He can't hit the broad side of a barn with his pistol, but he doesn't need to when a power weapon in his hand can crush the barn, its foundation, and any unfortunate birds nesting nearby. As the designated driver when the team goes tanking, he's had substantially more luck with vehicular guns.
• Cortain, Aurora Chapter Forge Lord: Fittingly for a Techmarine from a Chapter specializing in armoured assaults with Predators and Land Raiders, this Marine is a tank: the flesh is weak, and Cortain is rather short on flesh these days. A veteran of the Damocles Crusade, he harbors a particular dislike for the Tau Empire, but is willing to do whatever is necessary to achieve the Commandos' mission and market it off for a quick buck as well. As artifacts of the XIII Legion are discovered, he's been honing his skills at close combat.
• Cyril, Ice Wraiths Tactical SeekerTactical Delegatus: Once a calm man of few words and much dakka, Cyril has opened up more to his cousinsBROTHERS in the Kill-Team than he has in his life. Away from the guidance of his Chapter and its Chaplains, though, he sometimes struggles with his temper - accordingly, he sends dataslates home to Nixarteria on a regular basis, sharing tales of archaeotech and wonderment while seeking counsel on how to avoid the twin Curses of the Blood Angels. Always quick to mulch heretics with his pimped-out Storm Bolter and sing a song about it later over a pint with the Squats.
  • Nomotok: Cybernetically augmented Nixarterian Yeti who is bound to Cyril's service and serves as a heavy support platform and mauling machine. Fluffy, quiet, and as durable as he is ravenous.
• [ REDACTED ], [ REDACTED ] [ REDACTED ]: Nothing to see here. Move along, citizen.
• Temur Ganbataar, White Scars DevastatorTactical Champion: Temur has surely been with the Commandos from the start. Zooming about with a heavy Grav Cannon and heavier Paragon Blade, he smites the enemies of the Emperor, and any filth that get too close find that his disdain for non-Astartes warriors is matched only by his skills with a sword. As a Son of the Great Khan, he's a virtuoso at the controls of bikes or skimmers, accomplishing maneuvers that even his agile teammates cannot match.

The Blade of the Long Watch

A shining-white Exelion-class Void Battleship recovered by the Ordo Chronos and prepared for the Commandos through the combined efforts of all the resources of Tiji's Inquisition, this unique vessel serves as the team's interstellar transport, base of operations, and mighty weapon. Equipped with side-mounted Volkite Grand Bombards and Sunhammer Lances, crowned by a mighty Accelerator Cannon, and powered by an Atomantic Arc Reactor that can supercharge ship systems, the Blade of the Long Watch is easily able to gut entire fleets, so long as it is used intelligently. Myriad noncombat systems include a Void Abacus for independence from Navigators, Manufactorums that produce the Automata and weapons that serve the Commandos, a well-stocked Librarius containing archives of lore on the Tiji Sector and more, and a Medicae deck Wolf-ed up by the team's resident medic shortly after its installation.

Support Crew

In addition to hordes of abhuman Squats and the far more numerous automata that crew the Blade, the Commandos are advised by an elite few.

• Cognomen Executor Theta-Ten-Sigma ('Thexus'): A Castellax Paragon of Metal armed with a Volkite Charger, Irad Cleanser, and Darkfire Cannon, this phosphex-happy walking relic of the Great Crusade fought alongside many of the Legiones Astartes during the Great Crusade and well into the Horus Heresy. Recently recovered, he has been assigned to assist the Commandos, and his wealth of data on the past is as useful as his opinions of the present are critical - disdainful, even, if a Paragon of Metal were capable of emotion. His disregard for the lives of auxillia and citizen alike is at times concerning to the Commandos.
• Rockfist Fearengine: The Master of the Solar Sect of Mystic Wisdom, this Squat has seen it all. Among other things, he handles the day-to-day operation of the Blade and sometimes advises the Commandos' equipment selection before a mission - simple roles for the former Guildmaster of the Engineer's Guild. While more laid-back than many Squats, he still gets a bit testy when Thexus calls his people 'helots' and isn't fond of Rose calling them 'midgets' either.
• Rose LaKhora: This young woman has slumbered for even longer than Thexus. Retrieved from a Dark Age of Technology ship in a joint action with the Ordo Chronos, the psyker is quite literally from a different time, and now finds herself the sole survivor thrust into a millennium of supersoldiers, war, and skull motifs. An aspiring engineer before she was put in stasis for Warp travel, her passing familiarity with archeotech is a valuable asset, and her innocent naivete helps keep things in perspective for the Commandos. Her abilities as a psyker need practice, but already she shows promise - a pity the same cannot be said of her martial prowess. It is hoped that strange new equipment will change that...
• Barzhad O'Malley: Living Anscestor of the Squats, O'Malley's probably the oldest thing out there and thus has gathered enough power to be a psyker. After Bryn joined the Priesthood, O'Malley decided to open his Pub back on the Blade and take up Bryn as an accomplice in the arts of brewing and Psyker-hating.

Variable Fighter Strike Suits

The Variable Fighter Strike Suits (VF/SS for short) are four-of-a-kind technological marvels built by the Squat Engineer's Guild under Guildmaster Velm for the Commandos' use, controlled by a variant of the MIU. Each plane is equipped by default with missile bays and a Phased Plasma Autocannon, as well as a deadly secret: They transform into Macross-tier space mechs. Each one has options to be customized per the pilot's specifications, but the opportunities for this have come few and far between.

Crusader Invictus

One of three legendary "God Machines" that hail from the Dark Age. The easiest way to explain it is as a Titan the size of a capital ship with a sword the size of a smaller ship. Such a one-of-a-kind weapon also requires a special conduit to power its atomantic wrath: Rose. Together, they form an engine of destruction the likes of which has never been seen before, nor ever will be again. Aside from its ancient battleship weaponry, it also comes with said sword and the ability to fire its fists like rockets. All of this is powered by an Atomantic Arc Reactor that is even more powerful than the one on the Blade. With this and the additional upgrades acquired by the Merchant, there is hope that it could finally end whatever plagues this sector...

See Also

• Deffwotch
• Squat Crusade: The Musical
• Exelion
• Excelsus
• Links to the Collected Visions for the above four, and more
• And Collected Visions for Republican Commando Seasons One and Two