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Ooc return to us when your ready. No need to be sorry.

Bic *goes back to the repressor, *night room, kroot, zerg, good egg, guard, and whoever else we accumulated.

*waves*

*has built a mini remote control Repressor out of scrap metal*
*drops it into the Repressor's hatch and sits on top*

*hears a bang*
What was that....?

*pokes head put in armoured robes holding a pistol*
What, oh its you, sorry thought it was, nevermind. *holsters pistol*

Please, I don,t need a heart attack *smiles hopefully*notices repressor, aww, even a tiny flamer made from a old lighter.
*Il thank you later, maybe *winks *
*gives wk a hug, waves goodnight and ducks back inside*

Ooc: Hope you're okay, V. Don't worry about taking a break, if it's what you need, it's what you need.

And ooc
Marla is ment to be a imperfect sister so she kind of is a tad different, you can interpret her different ways though.

Ie, forcing people to do jigsaws lol

Hope whatever is going on ends up ok v

*Guardsmen sets up a sentry gun on top of the Repressor before walking off to the barracks*
*I uncloak directly behind BC*
Gentlemen...

[Lights smoke] There are only two reasons for anyone to stand that closely behind me, and you don't seem to be doing either. Get it together.

*lights a cigar*
I was testing your reflexes my friend. You failed by the way.
*idly begins twirling butterfly knife*

Reflexes are for those with something to lose.

Besides, I have my own security system. [Points to Alsatian sized Fenrisian wolf pup sitting and paying close attention]

*throws a piece of jerky and the pup darts off after it*
*pulls out disguise kit and transforms into a perfect look-alike of BC*

[Sighs and lies down on sofa] I'd stay away from the yellow Leman Russ if you value your safety, dressed that way. She's not very discerning at the best of times.

*pulls out disguise kit again and transforms into a piece of cake*

*Sees disguised WK*

"Ooh, cake! Zerglings, have some dessert!"

*Several Zerglings run over and start biting what looks like cake*

"That's right Zerglings, it's Terran-flavored! Hehehehe..."

[Passes over a gallon tub of ice cream]
Can't have cake on its own, looks kind of dry.

*Marla walks out*
Oh guardsmen gone again... Missed out on reward. Maybe later.

*Notices zerg eating cake*
What kind of weirdo have we picked up now BC ?

*sits in kitchen and makes breakfast*

*stabs all the zerglings before they can bite me and kills them*
*adjusts tie*
Clearly they were outclassed

*shouts over to wk*

they where the small ones. you might want to be careful.

*goes back to drinking tea*

[Shrugs and dunks WK in the ice cream tub] Your problem now.

*swipes a layer of frosting off of WK with a finger*

Hmm, the Zerglings deserve him more, this is disgusting.

OOC: Don't feel bad, Verviedi. I'm taking a break too.

*walks in the door with a retinue of nobz*

I'm baaack! You may not remember me, but in August of 2015, I tried to kill zombiekilla707! How are things going here?

Hello *notices orks* you have come to wreck the place or kill us?

*stops drinking tea*

Both are distinctly possible.

 jhe90 wrote:
Hello *notices orks* you have come to wreck the place or kill us?

*stops drinking tea*

Oh, we're just here to hang out. Unless, though, things get bad. You know, someone starts annoying us.

Ok, just don,t loot my tank. I tend to get flamey, meltay etc.

Your not the looting adict orks so. Ooc I forget the name, the lotting ones

Bic blood bowls on, ale in the side room.

Okay!

*goes to the side room to watch Blood Bowl*

OH MAN THIS IS GOOD STUFF!

*a small tremor is heard in the distance*

What was that?

*the sound continues, like a rolling thunder, from behind a large hill*

*swing a heavy bolter round climbing into repressor*
*auto turrets follow suit*

Umm, what's going on, its not a wargh?