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 War Kitten wrote:
*shakes his head confused*
*runs over to Co'tor*
*presses the on/off button the back of Co'tor's neck*
Let's see what this does.....

*the exposed panels fold back in, and then remains still, a single slowly flashing red light the only sign of energy*

OOC: not actually dead just recharging. Using an ability of that magnitude, even on a creation this advanced, without really knowing how it works (just a general sense of "I should do this") has almost completely drained her reserve power, and her body has put it'self into a safety mode to prevent possible damage. Only basic support and automatic defense systems are active. The secondary systems in place are also using this time to process the information gathered to defend against attack, this being the first time this unit has encountered psychic powers.

The Kroot is fine... The fact hes a psyker means he is powerless even with all his DNA...


*Lights cigar* damn shame too could of hired him.

If you say so sir
*plugs Co'tor into a wall socket*
There we go *nods to himself*
*goes to check on BC*

*grits teeth and lunges forwards, biting into the assassin's throat*

[In between mouthfuls of blood] I fight for the Hawks of Pech! You think I wouldn't have found a way counteract blanks after finding out my psychic powers? Do you think of me as stupid, gue'la?

*whirls around and hurls a stun grenade at 2bj1, knocking him unconcious*
JUST STAY DOWN, FOR THE LOVE OF THE EMPEROR!
*hogties 2bj1*

*knarloc squad bursts into the room, revealing a massive Kroot army*

[In fading consciousness] Why do you fight us, human? We could have dealt with the Inquisitorial rabble and been done with it. Instead, you put a commisar in jail for doing his own job. You could have made this victory much easier. Now, you're coming off as out next meal, but it isn't too late. Release my bonds, and all will be forgiven.

[Opens cell door, wanders down corridor] [Uses restroom, collects a drink, and checks on cartoon BC who appears to have passed out from a combination of headache and scrap-code assaulting his system] [Puts him in the recovery position and pats his shoulder]
[Sits back in cell and looks around with polite interest]

...

Ooc: He did tell you that he built the jail...

It depends kroot. Will you stop trying to eat my comrades? I have great respect for you, but I cannot let you harm my friends. Will you be reasonable?

*contemplates, sighs as he comes to a decision*
*cuts his bonds*
*orders Guardsmen back to their barracks, they run back*
*walks over to the jail*
You ok there commissar? A kroot army just showed up.

*The ice machine begins spewing vast quantities of ice at ZK's head*

Release me from my jar, let me fly again above this World.

[Finishes drink] [Hears commotion outside] [Sighs and opens cell door again]

[Steps outside] [Runs over to ice machine] ... [Thinks]

[Whistles] [Butter Tank trundles over] [Opens a panel and extends a cable] [Couples up with the back of the ice machine for a moment]
One advanced-xeno-tech/shielded, amiable, trans dimensional tank at your service, Verviedi. Try not to get it killed. My friends are still inside on lock-down. Co'tor and Emily have upgraded the security systems enough that it'll keep the Inquisiton and his code at bay for a little while.

[Looks at ZK] You are foaming insane! If you were a commander, I'd be well within my rights to have you put out if your misery.

*runs up besides BC*
I'm with you commissar *hands him a bot pistol and power sword*
No hard feelings right? It was arrest you or get shot.

*Every system in the butter-tank briefly triggers experimentally*

It will serve as my vessel until the Inquisitor is removed from service. I thank you, Benny.

*Battle cannon swivels to cover the door and shields trigger*

You err, you keep hold of those. I tend to become a bit less rational when given weaponry. [Looks embarrassed] I'm also hoping this can still be negotiated through.

*cautiously walks up to Verviedi*
Are we ok Verviedi? I was actually starting to like you before you went full AI on us.

*Voice has returned to normal*

It's fine, I just tend to react strongly when my technology is destroyed for no reason. I put a lot of effort into designing that liquid metal tech.

It's understandable. Wait a minute
*runs over to Co'tor's workshop and returns with a canister of liquid metal*
Could you use this to rebuild your body?

OOC: Guardsmen don't quite understand how most tech works, so I'm hoping this will be of use.

...Are the little metal bits from my old body still lying on the floor? You'd have to connect a cable from the central memory block to the tank's computer, and then throw all the bits into the liquid metal. That should allow me to influence it again.

*goes about collecting Verviedi bits, liquid metal, and the memory block*
*throws all the bits into the liquid metal and connects the tank, and the memory block*
Here goes nothing
*makes the final connection*

*Puts memory core box of Verviedi in a bipedal robot forum. Activate in some administrative to Verviedi code.*

Ha... no one saw that coming! Phase 5 is now in play... *notices hordes of kroot* Well the eversors have something to do!

*The sounds of meth fueled wryyy fill the air as hordes of eversors on bikes run through the kroot ranks.*

*Alpha psyker notices the dead assassin culexus*

(Psyker screaming) MY LORDER MY POWERS ARE UNRESTRAINED... AND...AND

*The Kroot erupt in flames from warp fire. The psykers begins to levitate as warp rift begin to tear across the solar system.*

*Lights new cigar* Well great we kinda needed him for phase 8... way to got kroot...

[Attempts to extinguish as many Kroot as possible] [Enlists PDF to help] Someone taser the psykers or shoot them, but just get them shut down!

[Looks at ZK] What the hell is your end goal, that a system is disposable in pursuit of it?

...Well damn. Looks like he has a copy of me now.
The last time that happened was... not fun.

*The tank beeps as my Aegis code defends from the copy trying to subsume me*

*sees the chaos ensuing*
Well, that was unexpected.
*Guard forces take up defensive positions and aim weapons at the warp rift*
*raises own lasgun and aims it at the portal*
*to BC and ZK*
Orders sirs?

Disable the psykers. Non lethal methods preferred. They're people, not bombs.

Start evac of any non combatants, and keep that new robot away from her. [Gestures to Co'tor]

OOC :V thats you dude you have a bipedal robot forum It was given to you. Guess you have two bodies now but the scrape code is still in the noosphere...

*Turns to BC* I am saving this damn system you fool... and we need the psyker! Sadly there are no more fething nulls on this planet!

This system wasn't in any peril until you turned up! Verviedi was happy to be a self contained nuisance, and the commissar was hardly harming anyone. Dragging either into the wider system is where you create issues.

[Adjusts augmetic hearing to cope with the screaming]

I know where there are some suppressor helms if we can just get them down to ground level.

Oh yes I just came here to cause trouble! That's why the grey knights told us of a impending daemon incursion on this world...

*Puffs cigar* Why are you out of prison?

*begins barking orders to nearby guardsmen who begin to evac the non-combatants in the area*
*walks over to psyker about to club him in the head, he stops spasming when I get close*
What the feth?
*looks confused*

...I heard yelling, and my augmetic arm doubles as a lock pick.
Nah, I'm kidding. [Holds up bunch of keys for holding cells] Nobody frisked me.

My hearing does double as a traffic warning system, though.

Glad to hear we're dealing with the "rational" chapters such as grey Knights. [Facepalms]

[PDF start tasering the Psykers] [Small Tauros arrives with a set of damper helmets]

OOC: I don't ever let anyone have admin!

*Begins spraying the pysker with paintballs*

...Why do I have these?

[Covers eyes with hand] That's the Butter Tank's only real idea of non lethal suppressive fire. It is a tank...

[Two guard fit the calmed psyker with a damper helmet] [Helps him sit down] Well there's one... We can adjust the settings when things have calmed down a little.