>Why was the chapter founded?
Strategic Prognostication
>When was the chapter founded?
33rd Millenium
>Chapter Progenitor
Blood Angels
>Gene-Stock Purity
Flawed
>Chapter Flaws
Pride in the Colors
>Characteristic Modifiers
+5 Strength, +5 Perception

>Figure of Legend
Chief Librarian
>Deeds of Legend
Chief Librarian lost in the Warp

>Number of Worlds
2
>Homeworld Type
Hive and Unihabited
>Homeworld Terrain
Ocean (hive world, Maresia) and Temperate (unihabited swampy death world, Noxyssus)
>Homeworld Relationship
Stewardship

>Codex Organization
Divergent
>Combat Doctrine
Close Combat
>Solo Mode Ability
Pick 2 skills, rank 1 reroll failed tests. Rank 4, add 10 to them. Rank 8, add degree of success.
>Squad Attack
Tactical Finesse
>Squad Defense
Knowledge is Power
>Special Equipment
Beastial Companion (Alligator-Piranha sea monster)
>Belief
Death Cult
>Current Status
Over Strength
>Chapter Ally
Imperial Guard (Maresia Sea-Guard)
>Chapter Enemy
some Chaos Space Marines warband/legion
>Chapter Name
Abyssal Jaws
>Battle Cry
"THE JAWS OF ABYSS SHALL CLAIM ALL ENEMIES OF MAN!"
>Advance Table
Behold Our Wrath

did we ever decide their colors?

Didn't you have a trip while we were rolling for this the other day?

>>14571696
It was Red

Red from the blood of the enemy

So anyone has a suggestion on the Librarian being lost on the warp?
In the other topic we were stuck on that

>(Maresia Sea-Guard)

Why am I now imagining them all being like the Aquanauts from Terror from the Deep?

That'd be ironic, a chapter of Space Marines get's built soley because of some adept confusing a work of fiction for reality, only to then base them purely by chance on a homeworld which has secretly been seeded by Xenos really close to that depicted in the books.

>>14571859
i can totally see the Guard wearing these clothes

>>14571859
Obviously, the emperor influenced Lovecraft to prepare the future for this threat.
Or Eldar did it.

>>14571782
its a a stormy sea blue and dried-blood red, though the pourous ceramite bits that hold the blood are gray if unbloodied

>>14571859
FUND IT

I just personally like the aquatic combat idea.

Also, voting that if any writefaggotry gets done, the first named character needs to be Nemo.

>>14571967
the Eldar are probably as interested in the planet as Chaos is

>>14571696

As far as I know, this was as far as we got, scheme-deciding wise.

>>14572255
hmm... the red needs to be focused around places where you find blood splatter the most

and it definately needs to be darker

>>14572092
Gotta go to a terrible 3-hour long lecture. Might work on some writefaggotry while I'm there.

>>14572300
Oh hey look my lecture hall has wifi. Working on this now. Since suptg doesn't want to let me see the old threads, do we have anything fleshed out as far as the names of stuff related to this chapter? Their vehicles and/or Alligator-Piranhas?

>>14572790
We Have Nothing if i remember right
As far as i know
they swim
i could be wrong

>>14572806
And Use Hooks and Harpoons to bring the oponent closer to him

A boy of only 14 years sat alone on a small boat adrift in morning haze of the equatorial seas of Maresia. His breathing deep and rhythmic as he stared up into the deep green moon of Noxyssus hanging high in the sky above. In both hands he held a long knife made of the teeth of a scythe fish he had killed the week earlier. His hands still bore the scars from that battle.

He would succeed where his brothers had not. He would win honor for his mother where they could not, he would show them that he didn't need to wait another two years before attempting this daunting challenge to prove himself worthy of even the notion that he might be capable of becoming a space marine of the Abyssal Jaws. The promise of girl's fighting for his attention for the short interlude he'd have after his success also boosted his confidence.

He cast his eyes back down the choppy waters as he stood up, offering a prayer to the Emperor, to his ancestors, and to the abyss in a hushed whisper. In a practiced motion he dragged the knife across his cheeks, slicing into his flesh just deep enough so that his blood would flow to stain the waters red yet not endanger his life unnecessarily. He stared into the deep, his chest heaving to fill his lungs with precious air as he waited and watched.

Moments later he had the sign he wanted, a dark shape easily larger than the dinghy he stood upon passed underneath. He dove into the water and sunk deep beneath the surface. He opened his eyes and steeled himself for what was to come. Each moment felt like an eternity as the dark shape several dozen meters in length made another pass around him.

>>14572975
moar plz

>>14572975
He had what he wanted, a trident whale; a vicious beast with 3 jaws and maw full of teeth that was capable of taking a blasting spear to its carapace and shrugging it off. The only way to kill the damn thing safely was to feed it a torpedo or shove something similarly explosive into its gut. That wouldn't cut it though, he needed to prove himself, so carving its heart out from the inside would be the best bet.

It all happened in a moment, the beast surged forward and opened its mammoth maw and he swam forward with all his might, hoping that he'd make it in time before it snapped its jaws shut and tear him apart.

All he could feel was his heartbeat... no that wasn't his heartbeat, that pressure he could feel all around him was its heart. Though no one could see him, he beamed a wicket a grin and took his knives to its soft insides and tore into them with pride, its thick oily blood coating him as he homed in on its beating heart

Almost three minutes after he had dove into the water the boy sufaced coated in the beasts viscera and blood, carrying with him the prized heart almost as big as himself. Now all he had to do was row it back to the hive while it was still fresh.

>>14572790
as far as vehicles go, they probably have skimmers and odd amphibious vehicles.

They need to have vehicle called a triton

>>14573117
The Maresia will probally have some kind of submarine

>>14573089
Oh Btw
keep on writing
nice
story so far

>>14573276
I would but i'm out of ideas at the moment

i just liked the idea of a ballsy rite of getting swallowed by a giant fish demon and cutting out its heart from the inside to show your stuff the Jaws

>>14573295
It's a nice idea indeed, i suppose that would be the initiation test?

The Captain Nemo stood still, lost on his toughts. it wasn't easy to reach on his position on the SeaGuard, he drove countless ships, submarines, sunk diverses enemies vehicles, killed gigantic sea beasts, and now, he pilots the colossal “Barracuda” submarine called Szehmekhen. He didn't enjoyed the name, but it was a request from his dear wife.In his opinion Nautilus was a much better name.

>>14573392
yeah thats what i meant

i'd imagine there'd be dozens of sea critters that could work, like giant octopi things living in the flooded underlevels of the hives

>>14573397
The Cartographers were asking for a reconigtion mission, next to the Great Reef. Dangerous place, he knows that, alot of Sea Devils and a great risk of enemy attack, but it was necessary, they told him. He does not question, he only follows orders. What the Great Cartographers says is the rule.
They assigned a Squad of Abyssal Jaws, to help them. The Pride of Maresia, every kid want to be one of them, the SeaGuard is only a afterthought. Nemo sighed, he can see why they think on that, he wanted to be one of them as a kid. His mother was deeply sadned when he joined the Guard.

Nemo looked on the Screen and saw the Squad swimming close to the shio. An almost surreal seeing, as they swim thousand of piranhas follows them. What a frightining sight he thought, If i was a chaos warrior that sight would be enough for me to run away.
Oh Well, the time to think was over. He saw the Great Reef, A Beautifully dangerous place to sail. Each rock could pierce even the strongest submarine. He needed it to be really carefull sailing along those rocks, but he know he can do that. He, along with the crew, piloted Szehmekhen masterfully, dodging each and every Rock, he was almost thinking it was over when suddenly the submarine stopped.

>>14573410
Bad Signal he thought, he looked to the screen and saw a gigantic tentacle, strangling the vehicle, he recognized it: Kraken. For a second he saw himself with no real hope, but he saw blood on the screen. And then he saw it happens. Out of nowhere, thousand piranhas started to attack with ferouscity the SeaDevil. Blood was all over the sea, the Kraken was going to die. But it wasn't enough for the Jaws, and with an almost feral rage, they dove into the almost dead creature, hacking , slashing and piercing the creature until it was nothing but a piece of meat and blood.
Nemo looked at the bloodstained squad and the dead monster and let out a small smile

“By the Emperor's! This is a Great Day to Sail”

>>14573416
PS: Please forgive me for the text
D:

would ork spores be able to grow on an ocean planet?

>>14573441
igoring the extreme likelihood of them being eaten before hand of course

i do believe we have to do something with the Chief Librarian

>>14573510
underwater battles with thousand sons that end up in creating a fuck huge whirlpool

A lesser man than captain Melvus would have been blind in the darkness. No light filtered this far into the murky depths. If the blindess did not undo them, the pressure would have. Hundereds of feet down, the human body would collapse and crush like paper. Yet Melvus was alive, and far from blind. As he raised another gauntletted fist to grasp a handhold above his head, he was completely aware of the darkness around him.

Pulling himself up, Melvus could feel his brothers climbing below him. The anchoring strut that they scaled stretched down into the darkness below, and the captain could see the long line of marines reaching down to the depths. Even to him the seafloor was hidden from view, where hours before his brothers had been deposited by their shielded sub-skimmers and begun their climb. The heretics had overrun the deep-sea platform for their obscene ritual, and the platform's intergrated defences made it impossible to approach from the open air. The traitors had not counted, however, on the strength of the abyss, and Melvus's men meant to show them their mistake.

After hours of climbing, the captain could see curtains of light from the moons above filtering down through the water. Mear meters below the surface he halted, and prepared his squad for the assault. Over the comm, the squads scaling the 3 other struts confirmed that they too were prepared. Reaching to his belt, Melvus grasped the heavy chain-hook that hung there. Silently breaching the surface in the moonlight, he saw the shadowy shapes of Heretics moving back and forth across the catwalks above. Steadying himself against the support pylon, he sighted on the lowest catwalk, and swung.

The chain-hook revved as it flew, triggered by unspooling of the high-density fiber cord connecting it to Melvus's belt. As the hook arced above the catwalk, the marine captain yanked on the cord and brought it snapping back, catching a heretic in the chest and sinking through his flesh into the plating of the catwalk. Triggering the retreval function, Melvus was pulled rapidly up to the level of the walkways. The hooks of his battle brothers swung up to join him as he freed his chain-hook from the body of the heretic and turned to the traitors that had begun to panic and sound the alarm all around him. The saltwater cascading over his helmet lent a bubbling note to his roar, as though it rose from a great depth:

"FEAR THE MIGHT THAT RESIDES IN THE ABYSS"

Commissars of the Maresia Sea-Guard, rather than simply executing their men on the spot, prefer to toss them into the sea with their a feet tied together with a cut across their forehead to attract predatory sea life. Any guardsmen that makes it back alive is welcomed back.

After reading through the first post, I have a really strong urge to try and incorporate some form of "ph'nglui mglw'nafh Omnissiah Terra wgah'nagl fhtagn!"

>>14573795

DO IT

http://gadgets.boingboing.net/2008/06/16/wasp-injector-knife.html

these guys totally need these

bump

>>14574074
Fuck it. Next story I write for this chapter, I'm sticking that shit in a harpoon. Just needs a more nautical name... Stingray Rounds? Ooh wait, totally Pufferfish.

>>14574954
glacier rounds?

>>14574074
>>14574954
another good weapon would be sharksticks

which are basicly sticks with bullets on the end of them that fire when jabbed into something

now imagine a spear with a bolter round on the end of it

Midshipman William Watts was going to die. The Imperial Maresian Ship "Rectitude" had been his first posting after graduating from the Maresian Naval Academy, and he had never been prouder than the day he had boarded the gleaming destroyer and set sail to guard the eastern naval shipping lanes. While goods could be shipped around the planet by space-capable cargo flyers, such travel was expensive for large quantities of goods. As such, many merchants chose to ply the seas of their oceanic world, giant ships sailing between the great floating hives. These large, slow vessels were often vulnerable to pirates seeking to plunder them and take their cargo for the illegitimate mini-hives which drifted with the currents. But it seemed it wasn't pirates that would be the end of the Rectitude.

Midshipman Watts gaped as the chitinous creatures swarmed over the lower decks. The sailors fought to force them back, but as William watched one of the creatures reached its gigantic pincered apendage out and severed a seaman at the waist. The long pikes the sailors normally used to pull in smaller craft simply bounced off the armor of the scuttling creatures, while more of them continued to pull themselves over the sides of the ship and set upon the hapless men. The captain had sealed the bridge and now barked orders over the comm system to organize a concerted defense, but it was hopeless. In the chaos that was the decks of the ship, the midshipman could do nothing but watch as they were overwhelmed.

Caught up in the hopelessness of the situation, William had to throw himself back in fear to avoid being speared as one of the crab-like creatures clambered over the rail he had been perched at. Scrambling back until his back hit the bulkhead of the command bridge behind him, William quaked in fear as the creature advanced, chittering and waving its gigantic pincer claw. His hands scrabbled for the laspistol he had been issued upon graduation, but as soon as he freed it from the holster the rolling of the ship tipped it out of his grasp and it slid over the edge of the deck. The creature almost upon him now, William cowered back and prayed that the lighthouse of the great God-Emperor would guide his soul.

His eyes closed, William never saw the gigant red-and-blue figure leap impossibly up from the deck below. Its booted feet landed on the back of the crab creature, forcing it down to the deck. And as a giant pincer reached for it, the figure drove a long harpoon down through the thick armored carpace into the body of the creature... which promptly exploded. Stepping down from the now-smoking carpace, the gore-covered behemoth freed its harpoon at reached a hand out to the quavering Midshipman. Pulling him to his feet with a yank that almost dislocated his arms, the giant emitted a deep rumbling sound. It took the dazed sailor a moment to realize that the behemoth was laughing, a low rolling chuckle at his confused state.

"Come brother!" The giant figure called to him. "The sea has seen fit to challenge us on this day!" And without another word the red-and-blue warrior swung itself over the railing and plunged into the melee below. William found himself staring down once again at a massacre, yet this time it was the crab creatures who could not stand their ground. More of the giants had boarded the Rectitude, and William finally recognized them as Space Marines, the revered warriors of the Emperor. Morover, they were the Abyssal Jaws, the chapter he himself had dreamed of becoming! He had not had the will as a youth to undergo the initiation challenge, and so had enrolled in the naval academy. Yet here they were, driving back these beasts from the deep. The marines fought with skill, and as William watched two worked in concert to trap the claw of the biggest of the creatures using massive hooks attached to their belts. The beast neutralized, a third warrior stabbed into its face with one of their explosive harpoons.

Looking about the ship, William was agahst to see a gigantic hole in the windscreen of the command bridge above him. It seemed one of the creatures had managed to bash its way through, and the bridge crew were only saved by dint of being less visible than the captain's elevated position. Yet despite this loss of command, the ship badly needed to return to safe harbor for repairs. While the sleek skimmer the Marines had used could guide them, the ship could not go without a commander. And so it was that, despite his trepidation, the young Captain Watts of the IMS Rectitude found himself very quickly tiring of the taste of crab.

>>14576844
bumping
and nice writefaggotry

Oh, JAWS!

Firrst time I saw /tg/ mention these guys, I read it as 'Abyssal Jews'.

>>14577966
Oh god
I laughed

Oh god
I laughed