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*facepalms at Verviedi's tablet*
Good thing my sister is stupid and put the wrong color robes on for my stand in. It's fine.

*to 2BJ1*
You mean Charadon where your forces got their butts handed to them and you ran away like a dog with it's tail between its' legs?

*raises corrupted thunder hammer*

You. You are nothing compared to me. I witnessed primarchs battle. I killed my own brothers as my primarch ordered me to. I saw your precious Corpse Emperor. I saw him die. What have you done? Made a mockery of a once great Legion, that is what. What makes you think have a right to face me, let alone possibly kill me?

*Notices the situation is about to spiral horribly*
Well. Em, hello?
*Waves at 2BJ1*

*eyes glow and spectral wolves follow. Thunder hammer glowing*

Ha, beaten by eldar, go build as citidel to mope in corpse grinder

*lifts up 2BJ1 mentally and slams him into a wall repeatedly*
Your weapons are nothing against the might of the Eldar!

I fought on the missing legion campaigns, the battle of prosparo, scouring and great crusade welp.

*spectral wolves alongside growl aggressively*

Perhaps you are unaware of my allies, Eldar?

*taps a gloom prism built in to his armor, cutting off WK's powers*

How many planet's have you conquered? How many lie dying on a battlefield, unable to curse your name for fear that it will bring the monster himself? I am a daemon in the shape of an astartes. I am a Herald of Khorne, and you stand no chance.

OOC:Who knew Chaos Space Marines made good speech givers?

Eh, unlike her im not reliant on them to kill

*sends massive hammer blow at iron warriors head. *

*Fething around with the optics system of 2BJ1's helmet*
Hmm... Interesting. I can see that's a MK4 standard Astartes optics system, but what's that thing it's merged with?
*Levitates 2BJ1 by his fingertips*
Oh, Gloom Prism? Archangel, mind saying hello?
*Archangel steps into the room in full view of 2BJ1, followed by Her*

*laughs softly*
Fool. At my word hundreds of planets have died and thousands of your kind have been sent to your Dark Gods screaming. You are nothing more than a petty murderer. A child raging against his father. Pathetic
*raises shuriken pistol and shoots 2BJ1 in the face repeatedly*

*raises a storm shield to block the blow, and swings at Jhe's ribs*

I fought astartes worthy of the name. I shall kill whoever implanted the geneseed into your body, for their waste of such potential can only be cured with flames.

*several War Walkers crash into the room and shoot 2BJ1 with their bright lances, forcing him to his knees*
INSOLENT WRETCH! FACE THE WRATH OF THE ANCIENT ONES!

*deflects blow with own shield and crackles stopping the blow*

Fool, you challenge a wolf,

*barges back with sheild*

[Laughing can be heard from inside his helmet]

You think casualties matter to me? For every million you kill, there are another billion to take their place. You cannot win this war. Only Chaos can survive all. Endure all. Kill all. And now, you shall realize that firsthand.

*more aquila land, letting loose hordes of cultists and dozens of astartes*

*sends out psychic signal*
*Eldar Warhost shows up and engages the cultists and astartes in combat*
For Khaine!
*charges into 2BJ1 and slashes him across the face with her Witch Blade*

Well, time to use those psychic reservoirs for something.
*Golden light begins building in intensity, and spreading out to everything within 16 feet*

*space wolf strike force of legionaries lands at the hall with massive beards abd bigger weapons*

Welcome brothers, out time had come!

Ooc im tired so il cut this short there.

Bic

*space wokf falls back to join the legion. *

You need minions to fight for you, weak.

*smashs Traitor marine to pulp exiting *

Who knew Space Wolves could be so childish?
*shakes her head*
*Warhost begins to fire on 2BJ1*

[Huddles behind sofa with blank]
I'm not sure what is happening exactly, but it's probably way beyond anything I can intervene with.

[Blank starts gently stroking BC]

Not now! Bad! [Slightly soothed] Oh. I guess that's... Actually quite calming.

*Joins BC behind the coach*
Eh, nothing much I can really do. I expended most of my built-up energy destroying their vehicles and power armor.
*Notices blank stroking BC*
...I think I broke that one.

It seems to be stuck somewhere between trying to mother me, and trying to get in my pants.
[Blank leans head on BC's shoulder and flutters eyelashes]

...Whilst it's the nicest anyone has been to me in my entire life, it's really fething with my head.
Can-we-just- [removes blank's hand from where it was investigating] -not.

Hey, at least it's proof that you still love yourself. I should really start mass production of altered clones. Maybe flip a gender here or there. Be interesting to see what a female version of me would look like.

*sighs*
Got a lead on my sister. I'll be back in a while
*teleports out*

I'm not sure that's the case. I'm pretty sure it's the hat. [Takes off cap and rests it on Verviedi's head]

[Blank immediately loses interest in BC and starts leaning on Verviedi]

[Looks a little disappointed but not entirely surprised]

*drop pod crashes through the ceiling and lands right next to BC, I pop out*
Hey guys, It's Veck, I've returned from my hiatus. What did I miss?
*sees the Space Wolf/Iron Warrior Scrum*
So, I see nothing has really changed.

*Innocently petting the blank*
I'm not even surprised, really.
*Notices Veck*
Oh, hello! New body is working perfectly! Haven't tested it in some scenarios, though.

[Sighs and recovers hat] You should probably wipe this one before I give it a name. It's not exactly a great idea to have an even less capable version of me.

[Looks up from being cuddled and molested by doppelgänger] Hi Veck. This is pretty much exactly what it looks like. [Keeps hands by sides and stares straight ahead] How was space?

Space was decent, some of my brothers got into a nasty boarding action against some Necrons. Had to replace 30% of each of their bodies with bionics just to keep them alive. Nasty business that. I'm not even going to ask about the clone of you, I've learned that there's no point in questioning anything that's related to you.
*to Verviedi*
Oh good, no abnormalities? No limb spasms or hallucinations? No random desires to murder everyone around you? Excellent.
*claps hands together*

*Nods curtly*
Certainly.
*A Nonthreatening Relocation Drone flies over the blank and fires its teleport beam*
That should teleport him into the core of a fusion reactor. Fairly painless way to go.

I- I just meant mind-wipe. [Looks in horror at space where blank was sat] [Hugs knees]