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**War Kitten**

*begins levitating the Rail Rifle Verviedi is poking*
Yes. T'au sept colors.

**Verviedi**

Then the puppets are here? Or is there another explanation?

**War Kitten**

I do not know, I am a recent arrival to this room myself. Ask one of the other inhabitants
*makes the Rail Rifle spin around in the air before flinging it across the room*

**Bobthehero**

*pokes his head and hellgun from underground and fires at whatever xenos are in range and then goes back to his tunnel*

''Rwar rwar, this trooper is a zerg now, whatever a zerg is''

**War Kitten**

*looks irritated as hellgun beam shoots by*
*walks over and drops a plasma grenade down Bob's tunnel*
Humans...

**Bobthehero**

*another (or is it?) Grenadier pops up and fires*

**ZergSmasher**

*Shot is absorbed by personal shield*

"Begone, insolent one!"

*Cuts Grenadier's head off with psionic blades*

**TechHydra**

Tactical_Spam wrote:
Nice potato on a stick

-pets murray-

K oh and by the way nice potato your petting

**TechHydra**

Who wants potatoes

*walks into the butter tank *

*returns minutes later and places a potato on everyone's head except for TS(on his head is a carrot)*

**Buttery Commissar**

Verviedi wrote:
*Looks at BC*

D-did you actually manage to-

To be fair, two of them just wanted to try on his hat and take selfies.
The rest weren't so gentle though, poor tyke wore himself out. Or they wore him out.

[Prods self in face] Wzzzt?

How's that 18% warp matter treating you?

I thought it was only 15%?

It was. That gak spreads if you keep coming into contact with warp entities.

Y-you're saying I'm nearly 20% warp material? [Goes pale]

Probably even more now you lost an arm.

...

Hey now, it's still better than catching a disease.

[Pulls blankets over head] [Sad noises]

**Bobthehero**

*Another Grenadier pop up*

**Verviedi**

I certainly wouldn't define those as selfies. They're out on the Noosphere now. You are a lucky man.

*Is dangling from the now floating rail rifle, desperately holding onto it's stock*

**Buttery Commissar**

W-wait, those made it online? [Coffee mug shatters in hand]
She said they were for private use only! A-at least my face wasn't visible.

[Suddenly looks alarmed] Yell me the video camera wasn't streaming as well?

... At least I don't have any parents who can be disappointed by my actions. [Lowers head onto arms and leans on table]

**Verviedi**

The video camera is under my control, and I wouldn't stream you on the Internet.

Nah, I filled the Battlesuit memory again.

*Falls off the rail rifle and belly flops onto the couch*

...Why.

**Buttery Commissar**

...I'm so very sorry. It could have been far worse.

Not much. I'm pretty sure one of them made you eat a live bolt round.

... Sooo, lunchtime, huh? [Stands up and starts setting the table cheerfully]

**KaptinBadrukk**

MARLA: What is for lunch?

**War Kitten**

*drops the Rail Rifle down Bob's tunnel*
So what happens now?

**Buttery Commissar**

[Holds up large plate] Sandwiches.

Hurr hurr. You-

[Puts down plate and holds both hands over mouth until the daemon stops talking]

-opinion.

**Verviedi**

...Have we located the meat yet? I would like to prepare a dish from the ancient Muri'kan Empire.

**KaptinBadrukk**

MARLA: *Takes a sandwich from the plate* Very good. *to Verviedi* Au Gratin Potatoes were a favorite among my great-great-great grandfather.

*Murray and the rest of the cats come out*

MURRAY: Meow meow. (We are here to sing a song. How about Yankee Doodle Dandy?)

*Murray and the rest of the cats sing Yankee Doodle Dandy*

**Buttery Commissar**

... [Watches the cats and pulls out whiskey bottle from coat] [Starts drinking]

**KaptinBadrukk**

MURRAY: Meow. (That's our song. Now, where's the food?)

**Verviedi**

*Rapidly opening and shutting the refridgerator*

The contents change every time I open it!

*Retrieves an enormous fruit-cake from the fridge and begins slicing myself a piece*

*Remembers the Muri'kan dish and returns for hunting for the right meat*

**War Kitten**

*cocks her head curiously at the rapidly changing fridge*
How curious....
*begins levitating the fridge*

**Verviedi**

*Jumps onto the counter and stands on tiptoes to rapidly change the fridge*

That's the meat I need! Don't close it!

*Pulls self up, now reaching for the meat and dangling from the fridge*

**War Kitten**

*fridge begins to spin quickly*
This is so much fun!

**Buttery Commissar**

[Lowers sandwich plate to the floor for the cats]

[Now drinking straight from the bottle after hearing the commotion in the kitchen]

**Co'tor Shas**

*clambers out of butter tank*
*wanders over to see what everybody is doing*

**Verviedi**

*Flails legs around in the air as I reach for the bag of meat and grab it*

Why do you feel the need to-

AGHHHHHHHHHHH!

*Launched across the room by the spinning and lands on top of WK*

**War Kitten**

*ls knocked down*
*from the floor*
This isn't what I meant when I said I wanted to meet a man