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	A new enemy has been encountered. I am aware that Log #23 was made only 20 centi-cycles ago, but this new data is urgent. This enemy appears to be roughly the same shape as the locals. It ~~wear~~ a ~~dead~~-metal suit ~~the same way~~ that the Type 5 ~~enemy variant~~ known as "Space Marines" do, but it is much slimmer and doesn't match any known ~~style~~. It is highly ~~resistance~~ to our lighter weapon platforms and seems to be highly adept at destroying our Spyder and Scarab platforms. Our constructs attribute this to its unknown weapon ~~types~~. It is a singular cannon but it fires multiple energy projectiles that have a different effect. It is unknown if this is due to Warp but we have detected no abnormal patterns. More disturbingly, it seems to be able to pull the energy from our fallen Warriors and Immortals to restore its own. We actually lose our strength while it grows stronger. The constructs are also concerned that it can assimilate our weapon technology ~~although~~ there is insufficient data to support this. I am recommending that we pull forces engaging all divisions local to this planet and invading divisions under 48% strength. I would be lying if I said my dermis wasn't almost aching to fight something so strong. End log.<br>		A new enemy has been encountered. I am aware that Log #23 was made only 20 centi-cycles ago, but this new data is urgent. This enemy appears to be roughly the same shape as the locals. It wears a Semi-living metal suit in a similar fashion that the Type 5 ascended chamunids known as "Space Marines" do, but it is much slimmer and doesn't match any known existing dead-metal suit. It is highly resistant to our lighter weapon platforms and seems to be highly adept at destroying our Spyder and Scarab platforms. Our constructs attribute this to its unknown weapon loadout. It possesses a singular cannon, mounted on the right servo-position but it fires multiple energy projectiles that have a different effect. Notable projectle types witnessed include, a concentrated stream of superheated stellar plasma, a waveform charged particle stream, An ultra low temperature particulate matter launcher, and a simple concentrated energy sphere. It is unknown if this is due to an internal Warp field but we have detected no abnormal patterns. More disturbingly, it seems to be able to pull the energy from our fallen Warriors and Immortals to restore its own. We actually lose our strength while it grows stronger. The constructs are also concerned that it can assimilate our weapon technology due to the Semi-living nature of the exoskeleton. while there is insufficient data to support this, The risk of this being true is too great to ignore. I am recommending that we pull forces engaging all divisions local to this planet and invading divisions under 48% strength. I would be lying if I said my dermis wasn't almost aching to fight something so strong. End log.<br>
	'''>/end/log/''' <br>		'''>/end/log/''' <br>
	'''>/broadcast/order/disengage/force/1,3,5,6,7,18''' <br>		'''>/broadcast/order/disengage/force/1,3,5,6,7,18''' <br>

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	'''Logbook entry #40. Sergeant Malcom Blue of the regiment #1567 from the imperial guard.''' <br>		'''Logbook entry #40. Sergeant Malcom Blue of the regiment #1567 from the imperial guard.''' <br>
	Disaster. We were told to march and recover the nearest cities from our Command Center, when the Necron attacked from bellow the ground. Entire battalions were lost and several vehicles became useless. My squad was spared because we were chosen for a recon mission at the outside of the city, when the enemy ~~stroke~~. It was terrible; we could all hear the confusion and screams miles away from the battle.<br>		Disaster. We were told to march and recover the nearest cities from our Command Center, when the Necron attacked from bellow the ground. Entire battalions were lost and several vehicles became useless. My squad was spared because we were chosen for a recon mission at the outside of the city, when the enemy struck. It was terrible; we could all hear the confusion and screams miles away from the battle.<br>
	Thanks to the Basilisks, who rained on the Necron on time, we could contain their forces inside the city. At nighttime, when we reached our base, the joy from that first victory was gone. Only good thing about this is that our dear Commissar was MIA.<br>		Thanks to the Basilisks, who rained on the Necron on time, we could contain their forces inside the city. At nighttime, when we reached our base, the joy from that first victory was gone. Only good thing about this is that our dear Commissar was MIA.<br>

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	I am making this log after determining that sufficient data has been acquired concerning the enemy. The ~~old enemies progeny~~ have not evolved beyond organic bodies or found a way to counteract our Gauss Cannons. We continue to flay the very matter from their brittle bones. The resistance, though I hesitate to call it that, is two distinct forces. One originated on the planet when we awoke; the other arrived shortly after our initial probing attacks against their towering cities. The local force is no threat. Their weapons do not even scratch our dermis. The invading force does have some potency behind it. While their organic warriors are barely equipped better than the locals, it does nothing. However, their dead-metal vehicles present a threat. We have identified two major threats designated Type 24 and Type 58. ~~They are called~~ 'Valkyrie' and 'Basilisk' respectively. The Type 24's are airborne and are laden with high explosive propelled warheads. The Type 58's are mostly sedentary large guns that lob roughly the same ordinance from a safe distance. This has been the only detriment and we have taken the northern landmass. I will report back when significant data accrues. Also, attach Battlelog 14.589.32 to this report. End log. <br>		I am making this log after determining that sufficient data has been acquired concerning the enemy. The Chamunids have not evolved beyond organic bodies or found a way to counteract our Gauss Cannons. We continue to flay the very matter from their brittle bones. The resistance, though I hesitate to call it that, is two distinct forces. One originated on the planet when we awoke; the other arrived shortly after our initial probing attacks against their towering cities. The local force is no threat. Their weapons do not even scratch our dermis. The invading force does have some potency behind it. While their organic warriors are barely equipped better than the locals, it does nothing. However, their dead-metal vehicles present a threat. We have identified two major threats designated Type 24 and Type 58. The chamunids designate them 'Valkyrie' and 'Basilisk' respectively. The Type 24's are airborne and are laden with high explosive propelled warheads. The Type 58's are mostly sedentary large guns that lob roughly the same ordinance from a safe distance. This has been the only detriment and we have taken the northern landmass. I will report back when significant data accrues. Also, attach Battlelog 14.589.32 to this report. End log. <br>
	'''>/end/log/''' <br>		'''>/end/log/''' <br>
	'''>/attach/battlelog/14.589.32'''		'''>/attach/battlelog/14.589.32'''

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	'''Mission to OR-42''' was an impromptu three-way story written on /tg/ when one anon posted the start of his story of Imperial Guard Sergeant Malcom Blue, sent off to fight Necrons emerging on an inhabited world, only to find that some mysterious figure in an orange battlesuit was tearing through the 'crons. At first it was thought to be a Space Marine, but was too short; then it was thought to be a Tau, but the legs were human-jointed. Eventually it was revealed to be Samus Aran, of Metroid fame, and Anons begged the first writeanon to keep going, which he did.		'''Mission to OR-42''' was an impromptu three-way story written on /tg/ when one anon posted the start of his story of Imperial Guard Sergeant Malcom Blue, sent off to fight Necrons emerging on an inhabited world, only to find that some mysterious figure in an orange battlesuit was tearing through the 'crons. At first it was thought to be a Space Marine, but was too short; then it was thought to be a Tau, but the legs were human-jointed. Eventually it was revealed to be Samus Aran, of Metroid fame, and Anons begged the first writeanon to keep going, which he did.

1d4chan>LGX-000 at 00:53, 17 July 2016

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	Mission to OR-42 was an impromptu three-way story written on /tg/ when one anon posted the start of his story of Imperial Guard Sergeant Malcom Blue, sent off to fight Necrons emerging on an inhabited world, only to find that some mysterious figure in an orange battlesuit was tearing through the 'crons. At first it was thought to be a Space Marine, but was too short; then it was thought to be a Tau, but the legs were human-jointed. Eventually it was revealed to be Samus Aran, of Metroid fame, and Anons begged the first writeanon to keep going, which he did.		'''Mission to OR-42''' was an impromptu three-way story written on /tg/ when one anon posted the start of his story of Imperial Guard Sergeant Malcom Blue, sent off to fight Necrons emerging on an inhabited world, only to find that some mysterious figure in an orange battlesuit was tearing through the 'crons. At first it was thought to be a Space Marine, but was too short; then it was thought to be a Tau, but the legs were human-jointed. Eventually it was revealed to be Samus Aran, of Metroid fame, and Anons begged the first writeanon to keep going, which he did.

	Then another Anon jumped in, and began writing Samus Aran's personal log of the Unplanned Mission to OR-42, and much awesome was held to be had. Then a third Anon jumped into the fray, writing the logs from the point of view of the Necron forces awoken on OR-42, mostly from the viewpoint of the Overseer in charge, Withering Blossoms, and awesome became epic.		Then another Anon jumped in, and began writing Samus Aran's personal log of the Unplanned Mission to OR-42, and much awesome was held to be had. Then a third Anon jumped into the fray, writing the logs from the point of view of the Necron forces awoken on OR-42, mostly from the viewpoint of the Overseer in charge, Withering Blossoms, and awesome became epic.

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	[[File:SamusAranWillReturn.jpg\|1000px\|thumb\|left\|Until the Galaxy is at peace, victory is but a prelude to the next mission.]]		[[File:SamusAranWillReturn.jpg\|1000px\|thumb\|left\|Until the Galaxy is at peace, victory is but a prelude to the next mission.]]

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	[[File:SamusAranWillReturn.jpg\|1000px\|thumb\|left\|Until the Galaxy is at peace, victory is but a prelude to the next mission.]]		[[File:SamusAranWillReturn.jpg\|1000px\|thumb\|left\|Until the Galaxy is at peace, victory is but a prelude to the next mission.]]

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