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**Tactical_Spam**

I also have your keys...

**War Kitten**

*picks up one of the walnuts and eats it*
*picks up BC's bionic arm mentally and pimp slaps him with it*
*resumes meditation*
Mon'keigh...

**Verviedi**

*Tackles TS with Battlesuit, and quickly cuts his arm off before he can break my suit*

Never before have I met someone who can troll harder than that one guy on Arthas Moloch.

**War Kitten**

*looks at Verviedi and TS fighting*
*shakes her head*
*eyes glow even brighter with power and I begin to levitate, runes move around me even faster*
None can disturb the ritual...

**Buttery Commissar**

[Spits out a tooth] Ah, God-Emperor that stings! Psychotic witch! That thing is made of metal!

[Reattaches arm] [Wanders into Verviedi's office and returns with his gloom prism] [Places it near to War Kitten and powers it up]

Enjoy.

**Tactical_Spam**

Haha, Xenos. I am one step ahead of you. You just cut off the suit arm.

-you notice an arm bulge in the middle of my suit very similar to what you might see when you tuck your arm into a tshirt-

**War Kitten**

*levitates on top of the Butter Tank away from the gloom prism*
*eyes are now super bright with power*
*runes continue to spin around me, and now there seems to be a strong wind inside the room*

**Verviedi**

*Hurls TS across the room and holds up a Talisman of Arthas Moloch, to enhance the gloom prism*

**Tactical_Spam**

-Puts new arm on suit-

I just placed a potato on your head...

**War Kitten**

*moves a little further away, hits Verviedi with a lightning bolt and destroys the Talisman*

**Verviedi**

Oh, to hell with this. This is shaping up to be worse than Arthas Moloch.

*Activates jetpack and leaps into the air, slamming into WK and activating shield generator*

**Buttery Commissar**

[Turns fire hose on Tactical_spam] Bad! Tss! Tss!

**War Kitten**

*grunts and is hurled across the room, manages to pass runic armor save*
You will pay for that you insolent little wretch, the young races never understand
*eyes begin to glow once more*
*begins casting Eldritch Storm*

**Verviedi**

*Desperately jetpacks behind the butter-tank, snapping off a Plasma Rifle shot at the now berzerking WK*

Young race? I have seen chains of supernovas destroying world after world, and stars poisoned by the Great Devourer!

**War Kitten**

*casually dodges plasma bolt*
Oh please, my race was already ancient by the time you and your kind were just emerging from your primitive caves. You and your kind are naïve to the ways of the galaxy. Come, let me show you just have harsh it can be.
*begins stalking toward Verviedi, psychic power crackling all around me*

**Verviedi**

*Leaps out from behind the tank, sending a fusilade of Dawn Blade cuts and thrusts at WK, while blocking with my Shield Generator*

Then let us see this supposed harshness! I await you!

**War Kitten**

*rolls out of the way of Verviedi's swings*
*cracks neck slowly*
You asked for it....
*casts Eldritch Storm*

**Buttery Commissar**

[Lets go of hose and dives clear of stray energy blasts] [Picks up Kimmy and runs for cover]

**Verviedi**

*Raises shield to protect against the massive lightning bolts striking all around me*

*Hit in the chest, cracking the armor of my suit and causing me to stagger back*

*Rushes forward and catches one of WK's fingers with the descending Dawn Blade*

I see nothing but sorcery... and I have triumphed before!

**War Kitten**

*loses a finger*
You'll pay for that...
*eyes continue to glow with power*
*raises Shurken Pistol and begins shooting Verviedi with it whilst channeling power into my Witch Blade*
*casts Doom on Verviedi*
Come, let us see if you can triumph against the power of the Ancients.

**Verviedi**

*Grabs and holds onto WK's ankle*

Where are your gods now?! Where is your sorcery?

*Is unaware of Doom*

**War Kitten**

*Cuts Vervied's suit arm off with Witch Blade*
THERE THEY ARE!
*walks away from Verviedi while he is still on the ground and casts Invisibility on self and disappears into the Butter Tank*

OOC: Have to go to my College classes soon, I'll be back in a few hours, doing this just to get out of the way for a bit.

**Verviedi**

*Falls to the ground, leaving a crater*

That was unfortunate. Need help?

You fething lazy piece of complete pterrasquirrel gak! Where the ever-living feth were you when I was fighting her?!

Chill. I'm currently inside the butter-tank. She is at my mercy.

**War Kitten**

OOC: I seem to have made a mistake. If you would kindly wait till I get back to try and feth over the Farseer that would be appreciated.

**Verviedi**

OOC: The Verviedi Entity is a complete random element. I roll a D6 to find out whatever it does (Well, lately!)

I just won't invoke it until you get back.

**Buttery Commissar**

[Daemonette runs out of Butter Tank and stands glaring accusingly at BC]

How can this possibly be my fault? I didn't send her in there!

[Is grappled and dragged toward tank] Oh hell.

**Selym**

OOC: This be my voice, btw.

Spoiler:

BIC:

*appears from the warp, cursing someone on the other side*

Mindless fools! Why am I here?

**War Kitten**

*is sitting on the couch in the Butter Tank reading a copy of Farseer Weekly, while Kimmy reads a copy of Psyker Weekly next to me*
*feels Selym's arrival*
Well, this is about to get interesting. I was starting to enjoy being one of the only Psykers here. *nods to Kimmy*
*sighs*

**2BlackJack1**

*coughs*

I'm psychic as well, thank you very much. I just tend to not flaunt my powers as much as you do.

**War Kitten**

I said one of the only. I didn't say the only. *goes back to reading her magazine irritably*