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*sighs and goes into a back garden, gathering various plants and insects*

Why do I spend more time curing hangovers then actually guiding my pack as a Shaper?

*shakes head*

*gets up and stretches*
That was nice. I haven't slept that good since the pacification of Luna!
So what did I miss?

[Holds up hands] No hangover cure needed. If I'm going to suffer, then thish bastard gets it too. [Points to head after sons difficulty]

...Isn't he Slaaneshi? I'm pretty sure he would enjoy that...

*Recieves message*

Oh! Finally a game! I'm allied with... Tyranids and Dark Eldar? What the-

*Pulled into Battlesuit and rockets through the ceiling*

*notices Verviedi rocket away*
What the feth?
*shakes his head*
*begins to walk around the room examining things, nearly running over a kroot whilst doing so*

There may have been... An error in my plan, I'll conshede.
[Watches Verviedi blast through ceiling] [Picks up dropped rum bottle, shrugs, and resumes drinking it]

If I don't get shober, there's no hangover.

Because DICE hasn't modelled horizontal impact damage into the game engine.

* blasts WK with SPAS-12 shots*

*shotgun rounds deflect from armor*
That the best you got?
*clubs SYL with bolter stock*

*blocks at with riot shield*

That's stupid! You can't use guns as melee weapons!

You can now!
*clubs SYL again*

Can you hear me? Saving this signal in the source code of the Fabricator General's second cousin's design for vox systems. I am currently about... 10,000 years in the past, in an alternate timestate. Do any of you have any warp-grade batteries?

*hurls one over his shoulder at Verviedi*
So I'm 10,000 years in the future, while you're in the timeline I was in. What has this world come to?

*looks around*
So, what happens now?

... [Wakes up] [Sits up and rubs head] ....Something's different.

Really? *looks around*
I didn't notice anything.

[Looks around] [Blinks] There's a lot of space marines. [Holds up hand] Nope, still three fingers. Sober.

[Puzzled] Guess there are just a lot of space marines.

[Looks up] And someone swapped my hat. Oh my days. It's so fuzzy.

I'm sure it's nothing to worry about mortal.
*goes and begins reading a magazine, bolter propped up next to him*

*Falls through the ceiling again, with a Hormagaunt locked around my suit's ankle*

...I don't want to talk about it.

What the feth is that thing?
*pokes the Hormagaunt, it snaps at me*
Ah, feth!
*shoots it repeatedly*
Fethin thing....

It's one of my "allies"...

Yes, I died. Again.

...I need a drink.

*Wanders off in search of drinks*

Deepstrike mishap?
Don't worry, it happens to the best of us
*under his breath*
and the worst of us.

My teammates put the Swarmlord as the Warlord, so I scattered into a blob of gaunts and lost a 900 point unit. Good game.

...Shadowsun was on my side, too. I was hoping to see her after the game, perhaps work on loosening that Ethereal conditioning.

*Has found some mild wine*

*Takes a drink*

...Do you have any stories? For example, one time the Dark Eldar kidnapped the President of G'Enya again, so I had to break into their starship, blow it up, and escape with him. After I got the poor guy back to G'Enya, I had a victory party, arranged by him.

...Torchstar was there. I was so exhausted the next morning that I had to rescue the President again, in my pajama battlesuit instead of my regular one.

OOC: The games Farsight experiences are not based on any games I have played in reality.

Well. There was the one time I was in a duel with Sisgimund of the Imperial Fists, want to hear about that? It's either that or the tale involving the medics in the Imperial Army, both are interesting, for completely separate reasons.

Ooc: I thought if any armies allied with nids, they cause a mess if you get within 12" or so and stop you dead. We were at a group tournament and watched it happen to the opponents.

OOC: The One Eye Open rule does that. It's quite nasty. Farsight is referring to his deathstar scattering onto a massive Gaunt squad and rolling a one on the mishap chart.

*claps hands*

Hey guyz! Its Badrukk!

*sees Badrukk*
Do I know you? You seem oddly familiar for some reason....

[Shows Kimmy how to decorate the Butter Tank with tinsel]

... I'm not sure how I know this myself.

*Kimmy walks up to me and begins poking my shin plate*
*crouches down to talk to her*
Hello there little one, is that one your father *points to BC*
Well, if so you get your looks from your mother, *looks at BC again*. Good thing too......
*gives her a ration bar from a pouch*
It's not that good, but it's what I got.
*she eats it and smiles*

Why do you think that BC is a woman?! He is clearly...

*Looks at BC*

...Not too much like a woman.

*Turns head down and keeps making meatbreadcheeserolls*