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*looks incredibly confused*
HOW DID THAT NOT HURT YOU!
*stabs SYL 27 times in the chest with a combat knife*

[Startled by fighting] [Scurries to bedroom and hides under blankets] [Sound of snoring]

From what I know....
The Night Haunter, The Reaper, Horus, The Red Angel, The Phoenician, The Prophet, The Forgebreaker, and The Sorceror betrayed the Emperor. He now lies dead, in a grand tomb of silver.

*Attempts to not flince from the pistol barrel in my temple*

OOC: After the Arthas Moloch incident, Farsight knows about the existence of Chaos. In one of his quotes, he said that he has been near the Eye of Terror. I generally assume that he's smart enough to do research on Chaos. Also, remember that this guy is my (as in my miniature in life) Farsight. He probably read all of Lexicanum between rescuing the President and avoiding Torchstar.

My own Primarch betrayed the Emperor..... My own father......
How could he have done this to us..... to his own sons........
*flies into a rage and begins pummeling a nearby Kroot*

*several krootox drag WK away from the bloody Kroot*

Enough of that, gue'la, or you'll wish you joined your father in the warp.

*aims plasma rifle at WK's head*

*is still enraged and struggling, lashing out at anyone nearby, breaking several of their limbs*
LET ME GO!
*struggles even more violently*

*sighs and reaches into WK's mind, paralyzing him*

Now leave my Kroot alone before Pech starts wondering why they're getting such a high casualty count from my party.

*still struggling weakly, eventually passes out from the neural shock*
Feth it...

*Places reassuring hand on WK's shoulder, and a stray Servo-skull distracts 2BJ1 for a moment*

There were many loyalists as well. They survived a virus-bombing, and killed thousands of the traitors. Although the traitor Guilli-
No... Why am I confused like this? That should not be possible...

Dorn, Guilliman, and Manus... Or Horus, Lorgar, and Fulgrim? Both are familiar...

*wakes up and struggles to his feet*
Fethin Kroot hit like a mag train....

 Verviedi wrote:
From what I know....
The Night Haunter, The Reaper, Horus, The Red Angel, The Phoenician, The Prophet, The Forgebreaker, and The Sorceror betrayed the Emperor. He now lies dead, in a grand tomb of silver.

*Attempts to not flince from the pistol barrel in my temple*

OOC: After the Arthas Moloch incident, Farsight knows about the existence of Chaos. In one of his quotes, he said that he has been near the Eye of Terror. I generally assume that he's smart enough to do research on Chaos. Also, remember that this guy is my (as in my miniature in life) Farsight. He probably read all of Lexicanum between rescuing the President and avoiding Torchstar.

OOC:well, not the eye of terror it'self, but something similar. A portal to the warp of which demons cam out of.

*walks up to the Kroot that had held him down, promptly sucker punches him, then walks over to the couch and sits down*
THAT, is for holding me down Xeno. Never test me.

*Offers WK a meatbreadcheeseroll*

OOC: Sorry, thought the Great Hole In Space referred to the Eye.

*takes the sandwich and begins eating*
Pretty good, not like that crap Fulgrim's sons eat.

OOC: I am starting to think War Kitten is an AI. I have never been on Dakkadakka and not seen him/her (I am making the assumption for him because otherwise that would be awwwkkkwwaaaaarrrdddddd).

BIC: The Surfers of Dorn The Imperial Fists only eat the finest caviar around...

OOC: Surfers of Dorn Imperial Fists are Russian right? I am not the only one who got that vibe?

OOC: I'm not an AI (at least I wasn't the last time I checked), I just happen to have it set to log me in each time I get onto the site. And with the way my schedule works I tend to have gaps in my time where I can get on Dakka for a while. Plus I have nothing better to do on the internet, I'm usually logged into Dakka even when I'm doing something like watching stuff on Youtube.

BIC:
Of course you do you pompous Fist bastard. You always did think you were better than my Legion, and don't get me started on the Iron Warriors....

Thank you! It is from the ancient homeworld of our race, T'au. It is a product of the ancient, pre Mont'au Muri'kan Empire. We call it Shen'aun'O, or The Greatest Grain.

Is it true that the warriors of the Phoenician gave animals aphrodisiacs, allowed them to mate, and then butchered and ate their brains for the sensations?

Wha... Why? Just why?

-puts bolt pistol to head- I might have to purge myself...

*slaps TS"s pistol away*
Oh stop it you big pansy. Marines don't do that crap, especially Chaplains. Aren't you supposed to be making us feel motivated to purge the Emperor's enemies? Lazy, lazy, lazy.
*shakes his head and goes back to his food*

-Rips heavy bolter of a sicaran- LAZY??????

-Fortifies half the room- Come at me, Brother!

-dakkadakkadakkadakkadakkadakkadakkadakkadakkadakkadakkadakkadakkadakkadakkadakkadakkadakkadakkadakkadakkadakkadakkadakkadakkadakkadakkadakkadakkadakka-

I would except I don't beat up the defenseless
*finishes his food and lays down for a nap*

[Wakes up at the noise and sits bolt upright] ...! [Panics]
[Daemonette gently pats BC and makes soothing noises]

... ... [Holds beer bottle and Daemonette and goes back to sleep]

*Is petting a fluffy, yellow-eyed, brown cat on the sofa*

What is this thing? It is like a pterrasquirrel, but pleasant to be around!

[Wakes up and squints] S'a furrloaf. We use them for inshulashun.

[Steps out of bed amidst clinking noises and turfs out a surprising amount of glass empties]

[Checks wristwatch] ...Time fer tank driving practish!
[Climbs onto Butter Tank and attempts to drive] [Butter tank beeps crossly and refuses] ... I'm fine to go!
[More cross beeping] ... [Slowly climbs down and looks sad]

There is some blood in the alchohol currently in BC's body, I'm afraid. Let's wait until that bionic clears it out.

*Lounges on the couch underneath the now sleeping cat*

Insulation, you say?

[Sways slightly and sits down on armchair with a colouring book] [Reaches underneath and pulls out rum bottle]

[Looks up] Is not what you think, you know. Keeps the Daemon asleep. [Goes back to drinking and colouring in a picture of a Baneblade]

Alchohol may keep daemons asleep, but so does the Dawn Blade.

*Has procured a copy of the Farsight Enclaves codex and is reading it*

[Looks confused] Is that a drink?

[Attempts to stand up, but tangles self in greatcoat and ends up face down headbutting the floor]

Thish was a tactical dishision. I required to be lower profile. [Swigs at floor height]

It is my blade.

*Drags BC back into his chair*

... [Hands half empty bottle to Verviedi] I think... I should stop, I heard shomething go clunk in there. [Points at abdomen]

[Rests head on chair arm] It was nice while it lasted.