A 3-word Story

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**Selym**

of Chaos! The

**Selym**

snurl wrote:
purgeing some xenos

I'm imagining an inquisitor in PA skipping through a flowery field on a bright summer's day, firing a storm bolter at aliens, while laughing with pleasure

**snurl**

lamp let him

(PA is like that sometimes. Just dont wear brown outside in deer season)

**Selym**

become a Daemonhost
(In the grim darkness of the far future, it's always deer season)

**snurl**

if he said

**Selym**

the password. "Rumplestiltskin's

**snurl**

makin some SHOOZE"

**Selym**

and a Daemon

**snurl**

flew out of

**Selym**

the lamp, into

**snurl**

cleansing bolter fire

**Selym**

! The crowd cheered

**Barksdale**

wildly as the

**snurl**

daemon was purged

**KommissarKiln**

by Inquisitor Snurl

**Selym**

. This pleased Slaanesh,

**snurl**

who granted Selym

**Selym**

eternal daemonhood! Yey!

**snurl**

Selym was so

**Selym**

happy, he flew

**sing your life**

Straight into a.

**Selym**

This confused him

**snurl**

Then he realised

**Selym**

he was wubbing.

**Rory1432**

The wubs made

**Selym**

human ears hurt.

**Rory1432**

Meanwhile when the

**Selym**

tyranids fought orks

**Rory1432**

For a while

**Selym**

until the Orks