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Made in gb
The Last Chancer Who Survived




United Kingdom

*Irilis looms taller over Agmar's bed, and replies again*

The lack of volition does not preclude the possession of a meaning, nor does the existence of a meaning imply the knowledge of one. Your flawed reasoning is contemptible, and comparable with the racial judgements to which your kind once adopted as fact. The intricate realities of fate are so far beyond your grasp at this juncture that one wonders how you ever managed to qualify as a rune priest amongst your kind, let alone your uncanny survival.

*Irilis briefly considers speaking further, but waits for a reply before further belittling Agmar's intelligence*
   
Made in us
Hangin' with Gork & Mork





The Ruins of the Boston Commonwealth

*Morgan nods and silently beckons her over and opens his arms for a embrace*


*Thoth strides into the main room with Calluna asleep in the crook of his arm. She still looks about 5 but her hair has taken on the purple of her eyes*
Thoth: Furia? Are you here?

This message was edited 1 time. Last update was at 2017/06/26 22:37:00


 
   
Made in us
Ultramarine Master with Gauntlets of Macragge




What's left of Cadia

*Hrorki clenches an armored fist at his side*
Of course so many were swayed by those honeyed words, such is the folly of man. So many lack true faith to stay true to the Emperor's cause no matter their trials.
*looks over at his own missing arm*
Oathbreakers.....

TheEyeOfNight- I swear, this thread is 70% smack talk, 20% RP organization, and 10% butt jokes
TheEyeOfNight- "Ordo Xenos reports that the Necrons have attained democracy, kamikaze tendencies, and nuclear fission. It's all tits up, sir."
Space Marine flyers are shaped for the greatest possible air resistance so that the air may never defeat the SPACE MARINES!
Sternguard though, those guys are all about kicking ass. They'd chew bubble gum as well, but bubble gum is heretical. Only tau chew gum
 
   
Made in gb
Keeper of the Holy Orb of Antioch





avoiding the lorax on Crion

*Agmar laughs slightly*

You think you know the times that forged me?
It might interest you to know back many thousands of years ago under the Emperors guidance we where more learned than now.

Man has hardened in fires to survive.
Fates... You think you are only one who sees what might be. I may have died.. I could have a thousand time. But this thread is the one weaved.

*room becomes cold and snow begins to fall from ceeling*
I am not some cheap conjurer

*turns to space wolf*
Of course. You are truely yet to be tested brother. Only then do you know your true strength.
Such is no insult. You will find your strength young wolf.

...

*Marinalia gets up and hugs him tightly and kisses him*
I could of run away in that doorway when I was scared but I didn,t. It could have been easy.
I still am abit as I know not how to help. But not left.
*Kinda emotional herself scared to admit it*
...

*Furia hears thoth*
I am here...
*heads out speeking alot better English than before he last saw her as practiced heavily in her time waiting*
*still had her heavy accent*

*seems him and Calluna*
You rescued her.... Save... Daughter... I was loosing hope.. No news.
*actually emotional for once openly*

This message was edited 3 times. Last update was at 2017/06/26 23:04:09


Sgt. Vanden - OOC Hey, that was your doing. I didn't choose to fly in the "Dongerprise'.

"May the odds be ever in your favour"

Hybrid Son Of Oxayotl wrote:
I have no clue how Dakka's moderation work. I expect it involves throwing a lot of d100 and looking at many random tables.

FudgeDumper - It could be that you are just so uncomfortable with the idea of your chapters primarch having his way with a docile tyranid spore cyst, that you must deny they have any feelings at all.  
   
Made in us
Ultramarine Master with Gauntlets of Macragge




What's left of Cadia

*Hrorki gives Irilis a silent look and puts one hand on his bolt pistol in case it comes down to a fight*
*otherwise stays silent, as he knows that Agmar is fully capable of handling himself*

TheEyeOfNight- I swear, this thread is 70% smack talk, 20% RP organization, and 10% butt jokes
TheEyeOfNight- "Ordo Xenos reports that the Necrons have attained democracy, kamikaze tendencies, and nuclear fission. It's all tits up, sir."
Space Marine flyers are shaped for the greatest possible air resistance so that the air may never defeat the SPACE MARINES!
Sternguard though, those guys are all about kicking ass. They'd chew bubble gum as well, but bubble gum is heretical. Only tau chew gum
 
   
Made in gb
The Last Chancer Who Survived




United Kingdom

*Irilis senses Hrorki's intentions to shoot her, but reasons she has a high probability of moving out of the line of fire before he levels his gun at her*

*To Agmar*

The wealth and riches of your conjuring were not in question, but it is telling that you may have insecurities. You know only of one strand of fate, and it is one that I do not follow. My purpose is not here, and it is a mere quirk of logistics that your path ever crossed mine.
   
Made in au
Dominating Dominatrix




Where I shouldn't be

*Hanna finally gets out from behind the couch and starts walking towards her room*

*Her left eye is still black and red, but it is darting around and twitching sporadically*

Being a hero is 45% strength 60% bravery and 10% raw intelligence. 
   
Made in us
Hangin' with Gork & Mork





The Ruins of the Boston Commonwealth

*Thoth nods and gently strokes Calluna's forehead until the little girl wakes up*
*He kneels down and allows Calluna to drop to the ground*
*She takes a few cautious steps towards Furia then flings herself at her crying and smiling happily*
Calluna: Momeee!!!
*Hugs tightly*

*Thoth smiles ever so slightly at the happy scene then is distracted by Hanna and more specifically, her eye*
Thoth: Hmm... Ma'am, might I converse you momentarily?

*Morgan pulls her down onto the bed and kisses back*
Morgan: I just... Thank you... You've... helped me, but we need to find my mum... Or get someone to find my mum.
*He snuggles her tightly for a bit then sighs*
Morgan: We really need to....


*Iris makes sure Dria is fully asleep and goes to find Gharn. She heads into the main room in time to see Calluna hug her mum*
*She smiles happily at the scene then sighs sadly and smiles weakly at Hanna*
Iris: Oh.. Hi Hanna.
*She frowns as she sees Hanna's eye, but doesn't bring it up*

This message was edited 1 time. Last update was at 2017/06/26 23:13:44


 
   
Made in au
Dominating Dominatrix




Where I shouldn't be

*Hanna quickly turns to face Iris*

Hanna: H-hey I-I-Iris. Want! Want a coffee?

*Hanna shakes her head and puts a hand on her forehead*

Being a hero is 45% strength 60% bravery and 10% raw intelligence. 
   
Made in gb
Keeper of the Holy Orb of Antioch





avoiding the lorax on Crion

*Agmar concentrates as the snow rises and forms into a planet beset with flames and ravages of the most brutal of battles*

You can know all and still lose. Fates can be fickle masters.
Insecurity... More I saw the greatest dream die before my eyes. A dream that would of united mankind safe and powerful.
*sounds salty as hell about it as the snow planet drops into a packed ice ball on ground*

We overcome fear. We comand it not let it command us.
*too proud to back down from a battle of wits as a battle none the less and a space wolf never surrenders.*
...

*Furia smiles greatly and hugs her daughter happily kinda feeling bad for doubting thorth now*
Calluna... How you grow!
*hands her the small woodern carved wolf as a gift she hoped to give*
Yours..

*gives thoeth a very thankful look*

..

*Marinalia replies in kind for abit and then agrees *
We do! But we need a scout.
Maria was looking for Gharn... We need to either fly ... Or trackers. We cannot manage this alone.

This message was edited 3 times. Last update was at 2017/06/26 23:28:53


Sgt. Vanden - OOC Hey, that was your doing. I didn't choose to fly in the "Dongerprise'.

"May the odds be ever in your favour"

Hybrid Son Of Oxayotl wrote:
I have no clue how Dakka's moderation work. I expect it involves throwing a lot of d100 and looking at many random tables.

FudgeDumper - It could be that you are just so uncomfortable with the idea of your chapters primarch having his way with a docile tyranid spore cyst, that you must deny they have any feelings at all.  
   
Made in us
Waaagh! Ork Warboss on Warbike





Waiting at the Dark Tower steps..

*Jake sighs stands up, and starts walking towards the forest.*
Jake: It doesn't matter anymore. See you later, Gharn.
*Jake wanders off into the woods, never to be seen again.*

---
*Roland was with Morri and Horus, but now he is all of a sudden gone without a trace.*

---
*Eddie also left lol.*
*Ck forces also leave, cause they wanted to fight the gunslingers.*


First rule of Avatars in a room is: you never call the mods. Second rule of Avatars in a room is: you never call the mods. -Tyler Durden 
   
Made in gb
The Last Chancer Who Survived




United Kingdom

*Irilis watches the ice-world drop, taking the metaphor for Agmar's own mind, rather than it's intended historical analogue*

Knowledge of all precludes failure, if attained at the correct time. Luckily for both of us, omniscience is impossible. I can divine a fate, and you know yours, but neither of us could tell from one day to the next what would happen.

The greatest tool in our arsenal is a thing that bites more than it feeds, and while we are connected to it, we are controlled by it. The existence of fear is self-evidently a chain upon the soul, to counter it's influence is to fall to it. That is the flaw in many of your plans.
   
Made in us
Ultramarine Master with Gauntlets of Macragge




What's left of Cadia

*Hrorki just watches the back and forth between Irilis and Agmar in utter silence*
*he barely even moves a muscle as the two keep on fighting*
*eventually he just sighs deeply and turns to go look for Marla to see about getting an augment*

TheEyeOfNight- I swear, this thread is 70% smack talk, 20% RP organization, and 10% butt jokes
TheEyeOfNight- "Ordo Xenos reports that the Necrons have attained democracy, kamikaze tendencies, and nuclear fission. It's all tits up, sir."
Space Marine flyers are shaped for the greatest possible air resistance so that the air may never defeat the SPACE MARINES!
Sternguard though, those guys are all about kicking ass. They'd chew bubble gum as well, but bubble gum is heretical. Only tau chew gum
 
   
Made in gb
Keeper of the Holy Orb of Antioch





avoiding the lorax on Crion

*Agmar agrees with some but also disagreed and thinks in this battle of the mind*

I know of what lurks in the dark places of the universe. I know that monsters far greater and more powerful than any mortal exist. I know the price of my powers, and the fact I shall never be a permanent command of my brothers.

But fear... We over come it, and we are stronger. Our enemies fear us as we mastered fear, we shaped it, we became it.

Fear is a powerful tool once mastered.

Fates.. To know all is impossible. Far darker things, far more powerful have yet to manage that otherwise they would rule eternal on every world.

...

*Marla is in her room and sat thinking*
*though seeming effected her professional side remains cool and able to work without prevention*

This message was edited 1 time. Last update was at 2017/06/26 23:39:47


Sgt. Vanden - OOC Hey, that was your doing. I didn't choose to fly in the "Dongerprise'.

"May the odds be ever in your favour"

Hybrid Son Of Oxayotl wrote:
I have no clue how Dakka's moderation work. I expect it involves throwing a lot of d100 and looking at many random tables.

FudgeDumper - It could be that you are just so uncomfortable with the idea of your chapters primarch having his way with a docile tyranid spore cyst, that you must deny they have any feelings at all.  
   
Made in us
Hangin' with Gork & Mork





The Ruins of the Boston Commonwealth

*Gharn sighs sadly, goes to find Denny's grave. Once there, he slices open his palm, says a few words and wipes the bloodied palm on the grave*
*He stands sadly and goes inside*


*Morgan curses in frustration*
Morgan: I know! But... Dria needs Gharn, there's got to be someone else.

*Calluna keeps hugging tightly but takes the wolf*

 
   
Made in gb
The Last Chancer Who Survived




United Kingdom

*Irilis is amused by the fact that the conversation has lasted more than a minute without someone getting shot at, but does not reveal this amusement*

To think yourselves the masters of fear is utter folly. There is only one of your kind that truly did master it, and he became a four-way puppet, doomed to forever stalk his own fate from far outside it, listlessly chasing after the ever-elusive ideal that is freedom. One aught to accept the truths of this life, rather than resist them.

I sens-

*A portal opens up beside Irilis, and an Eldar wearing some kind of elaborate armour steps out and draws a shuriken catapult*

*the portal quickly closes*

This message was edited 1 time. Last update was at 2017/06/26 23:45:16


 
   
Made in us
Ultramarine Master with Gauntlets of Macragge




What's left of Cadia

*Hrorki eventually tracks down Marla by her scent and knocks on the door*
Excuse me doctor? I was wondering if we could see about getting that augment installed, so I can be at full combat effectiveness once more.
*he then stands back, and with a surprising amount of politeness and patience for a Space Wolf, waits for Marla to answer*

*Milo remains passed out on the floor*

TheEyeOfNight- I swear, this thread is 70% smack talk, 20% RP organization, and 10% butt jokes
TheEyeOfNight- "Ordo Xenos reports that the Necrons have attained democracy, kamikaze tendencies, and nuclear fission. It's all tits up, sir."
Space Marine flyers are shaped for the greatest possible air resistance so that the air may never defeat the SPACE MARINES!
Sternguard though, those guys are all about kicking ass. They'd chew bubble gum as well, but bubble gum is heretical. Only tau chew gum
 
   
Made in au
Dominating Dominatrix




Where I shouldn't be

*Hanna openly bites her thumb off and tugs on Iris with her good hand*

*She motions her head towards the kitchen*

Hanna: C-c-come o-on. L-lets get some c-coffee!

*Her eye is no longer darting around but is still black and red*

Being a hero is 45% strength 60% bravery and 10% raw intelligence. 
   
Made in us
Hangin' with Gork & Mork





The Ruins of the Boston Commonwealth

*Iris looks worried but follows*
Iris: Alright Hanna, alright. Are you feeling okay?
*She seems concerned about her eye*

 
   
Made in au
Dominating Dominatrix




Where I shouldn't be

*Hanna shakes her head*

Hanna: I feel awful! I-I just need s-something that d-d-doesn't taste like me! Heh...

*Her eyes start to water slightly*

Hanna: I wanted to eat that m-mans b-body. Even just a little bit, I-I taste awful and Wade only tastes a little better. But that body smelt... So good...

*Tears roll down her face, half because she hates herself for wanting to eat Cal's body. And the other half from sadness that she is going to have to eat herself for the rest of her life unless she changes her ways, which she really doesn't want to do*

Being a hero is 45% strength 60% bravery and 10% raw intelligence. 
   
Made in gb
Keeper of the Holy Orb of Antioch





avoiding the lorax on Crion

*Agmar grabs at a large rune marked combat blade the size of a mortal sword but not attack yet and can still easily strike down the foe*

You seem to have friends...
The betrayer... The arch traitor...
*snarls*
His soul was blasted to never exist. His traitorous brothers fled.

*is less coy*
The fact we are both alive is... Different.
It seems we have fought but with the claws of the mind Farseer.

...

*Marla opens door and nods not in muchb mood to talk*
Sure... I found something that Il fit in stores.

*obviously very much mulling something over and leads him to med area to fit it switching to her colder medical persona and beginning work*

...

*Marinalia sigh annoyed*
I know.. It was a huge ask. Too huge.

Furia... But she awaits news of her daughter...
I'm gonna see If anything round here can remotely fly...
I saw a space wolf... Earlier... Try seeing if they might help us.

*kisses him and grabs her sword before going out looking with a small slice of cheeky self flicking her skirt a second*
If you find anything... Well we seem to find each other by sheer instinct. ..

...

Furia hugs her daughter tightly and slightly amazed how old she looks *
Your hair! *smiles running hand through the puple hair*
*picks her up slightly and takes her to the small kitchen area in same room to get her a well needed drink and probably decent physical meal*
*ignores iris far too concerned and happy with Calluna to listion*

Ooc night. Il have to finish our battle of minds later selym, sorry.
And just say Furia is far too busy to notice as I missed they accidently ended up I same place*


This message was edited 1 time. Last update was at 2017/06/27 00:13:50


Sgt. Vanden - OOC Hey, that was your doing. I didn't choose to fly in the "Dongerprise'.

"May the odds be ever in your favour"

Hybrid Son Of Oxayotl wrote:
I have no clue how Dakka's moderation work. I expect it involves throwing a lot of d100 and looking at many random tables.

FudgeDumper - It could be that you are just so uncomfortable with the idea of your chapters primarch having his way with a docile tyranid spore cyst, that you must deny they have any feelings at all.  
   
Made in us
Ultramarine Master with Gauntlets of Macragge




What's left of Cadia

*Hrorki follows along with Marla and starts the procedure to get an augment implanted*

*Milo stirs in his sleep as he subconsciously senses Marla pass by*

TheEyeOfNight- I swear, this thread is 70% smack talk, 20% RP organization, and 10% butt jokes
TheEyeOfNight- "Ordo Xenos reports that the Necrons have attained democracy, kamikaze tendencies, and nuclear fission. It's all tits up, sir."
Space Marine flyers are shaped for the greatest possible air resistance so that the air may never defeat the SPACE MARINES!
Sternguard though, those guys are all about kicking ass. They'd chew bubble gum as well, but bubble gum is heretical. Only tau chew gum
 
   
Made in us
Hangin' with Gork & Mork





The Ruins of the Boston Commonwealth

*Morgan grinds the heels of his hands into his face*
Morgan: I know...
*He looks up in time to see the skirt flick and looks conflicted*
*He sighs, gets up and wraps her in a hug from behind. He feels her up just a bit as he kisses her neck*
Morgan: Later Maril... in time... maybe... But for now let's try to find someone who can help us.


*Morri loses Scatty's track well into the mountains. The rocky terrain leaves no trace of footprints and the black blood has dried up*
*She has a mini-fit and spends several minutes raging and cursing before turning to Horus*
Morri: It's no use... she's gone. I'll never be able to find her. Not unless it snows. Let's get back, I'm worried about the kids... something... something's just not felt right for ages now...
*They start heading back, Morri growing increasingly worried*


*Iris wraps Hanna in a hug*
Iris: Oh Hanna..
*She strokes the top of Hanna's head*
Iris: I'm glad you resisted that urge but... you're right... We need to find something for you to eat other than yourself...
*She seriously considers offering herself but knows Hanna would never go with it, and that she couldn't heal quickly enough to keep Hanna fed, not to mention Horus wouldn't stand for it*

This message was edited 3 times. Last update was at 2017/06/27 00:21:38


 
   
Made in gb
The Last Chancer Who Survived




United Kingdom

*Irilis reacts to the sudden appearance not with greeting, but with surprise, drawing a vicious-looking witchblade with scythe-like curves and a pale-blue glow*

*The intruder begins to fire, causing Irilis to dodge out of the way, behind Agmar, knowing his movements would be quick enough to knock the intruder down before it could harm him*
   
Made in au
Dominating Dominatrix




Where I shouldn't be

*Hanna wipes her face and gently breaks from the hug*

Hanna: D-don't worry. I-I can still d-drink coffee.

*Sadness is evident in her tone but she doesn't let herself cry openly*

*She motions towards the kettle and goes to start making coffee*

*Her eye is still Black and red, tho it seems to have stopped twitching and darting around*

This message was edited 1 time. Last update was at 2017/06/27 00:26:44


Being a hero is 45% strength 60% bravery and 10% raw intelligence. 
   
Made in gb
Keeper of the Holy Orb of Antioch





avoiding the lorax on Crion

*Marinalia from down headed to check about for anything she can fly or try to make fly afterwards pretending not to notice at first badly*

Of course... I'm just a tease... Whenever you feel its right.
You try space wolves. Il try n find us a shuttle.

*jogs off seaching*

...

*Marla busy linking up a new augmented arm and did feel something in passing milo but is too caught up in work to think on it*

...

*Jarl senses the attack coming by smell and powers dodging before bringing down the heavy bladed runic combat blade into attackers side best he can if possible from a slowed start and vaulting up Ina split second into a full combat stance growling *

So.. You test me xeno. By Russ, your already dead.
*though still healing, and armour battered his skill and experience make for a formidable enemy*

Ooc night for reals.

This message was edited 1 time. Last update was at 2017/06/27 00:30:10


Sgt. Vanden - OOC Hey, that was your doing. I didn't choose to fly in the "Dongerprise'.

"May the odds be ever in your favour"

Hybrid Son Of Oxayotl wrote:
I have no clue how Dakka's moderation work. I expect it involves throwing a lot of d100 and looking at many random tables.

FudgeDumper - It could be that you are just so uncomfortable with the idea of your chapters primarch having his way with a docile tyranid spore cyst, that you must deny they have any feelings at all.  
   
Made in gb
The Last Chancer Who Survived




United Kingdom

*Irilis jumps over Agmar and beheads the intruder*

Do not blame me for the actions of others, barbarian.

*She retrieves the assailant's soulstone*

This was meant for me, not you.
   
Made in us
Ultramarine Master with Gauntlets of Macragge




What's left of Cadia

*sometime later after Marla finishes installing the augmetic Hrorki walks back into Agmar's room and looks at the assassin's corpse*
I see you've been busy in my absence Witch.
*pokes the corpse with his boot*
Why is your own kind trying to either kill your or Brother Agmar?
*flexes the augmetic arm once and cocks his bolt rifle idly*

TheEyeOfNight- I swear, this thread is 70% smack talk, 20% RP organization, and 10% butt jokes
TheEyeOfNight- "Ordo Xenos reports that the Necrons have attained democracy, kamikaze tendencies, and nuclear fission. It's all tits up, sir."
Space Marine flyers are shaped for the greatest possible air resistance so that the air may never defeat the SPACE MARINES!
Sternguard though, those guys are all about kicking ass. They'd chew bubble gum as well, but bubble gum is heretical. Only tau chew gum
 
   
Made in us
Hangin' with Gork & Mork





The Ruins of the Boston Commonwealth

*Iris feels horribly sympathetic towards Hanna and bites her lip as she thinks*
Iris: Hanna... if I could... find someone, who'd be willing to let you eat a little just to try, would you be willing to just... try it?
*She gets some mugs our and looks worriedly down at Hanna*

*Morgan nods morosely and goes to find someone with a spacecraft if he can*

 
   
Made in gb
The Last Chancer Who Survived




United Kingdom

It was for me, for reasons I will not be divulging.

*Irilis cleans and sheathes her sword, and then places the corpse in a corner*
   
 
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