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**Riffzor**

*manages to dodge in the last second, glaring at Sam* That's not being nice, you know. *draws a boltpistol from under his robe, keeping it ready*

**Coolyo294**

*Chops Riffzor's pistol arm off with the Bane of Command Squads*

**Riffzor**

*ignores Sam's god-emotes as they're completely pointless and dull*

**gaovinni**

I don't think he'll ever learn.

**Riffzor**

Meh. *walks off to the chapel, pulling out a small book from within his robes* I'm off scheem-- I mean, praying, to the Divine Emperor's sacred guidance and protection.

**Amanax**

purplefood wrote:And how has that been working so far?

I lol'd... I was thinking the same thing >_>

**gaovinni**

Maybe some day he'll get to be a scout squad sergeant and have a squad full of heretics. Somehow I think Forden would enjoy that happening. At least his trigger finger would.

**purplefood**

Shiny shiny...

**gaovinni**

Very shiny. Even more shiny. Do you want shiny hands? Heat resistant ones that is.

**purplefood**

Do you want Shiny hands?

**gaovinni**

No. Was just asking. Was not meant as a threat. If you don't want shiny hands it's ok.

**purplefood**

I was also just asking... well kind of asking at any rate.

**Riffzor**

It's funny how you've all misjudged me so severely and stick to your naive prejudice. I have harmed no one, you, however, act like a pack of orkish rabble, and you're supposed to be the glorious defenders of mankind? *scoffs*

If I were to lead a squad, that squad would not have time to sit around here acting on their feelings *glances to Valance* or get so little action that they'd choose to fire upon their brethren *glances in Forden's direction*

If I were to lead a squad, the company would truly earn it's reputation amongst xenos and heretics as a crusade of light, cleansing the unclean rabble from our galaxy, driving back the threat to their lairs in which they would be slaughtered with such vengeance and righteousness that the entire of mankind would look up at us and praise us in the name of the Emperor, even our brethren space marines from other chapters would be inspired by it.

And whilst I'm aware of that it is a wish, it is not my own personal wish, it is the wish of the Emperor, the reason he created us.

**gaovinni**

Oh hey. Forden. You remember when I had to replace your other leg with the one that had the potato container. I now have an optional one to replace it. A leg with a plasma gun ammo container. Interested?

**purplefood**

I just like shooting things... is that such a crime?
If it is direct your comments to the master of complaints and he will handle things in a manner which he sees fit.
No i don't... but i like potatoes so i'll stick with what i have.

**gaovinni**

Riffzor wrote:It's funny how you've all misjudged me so severely and stick to your naive prejudice. I have harmed no one, you, however, act like a pack of orkish rabble, and you're supposed to be the glorious defenders of mankind? *scoffs*

If I were to lead a squad, that squad would not have time to sit around here acting on their feelings *glances to Valance* or get so little action that they'd choose to fire upon their brethren *glances in Forden's direction*

If I were to lead a squad, the company would truly earn it's reputation amongst xenos and heretics as a crusade of light, cleansing the unclean rabble from our galaxy, driving back the threat to their lairs in which they would be slaughtered with such vengeance and righteousness that the entire of mankind would look up at us and praise us in the name of the Emperor, even our brethren space marines from other chapters would be inspired by it.

And whilst I'm aware of that it is a wish, it is not my own personal wish, it is the wish of the Emperor, the reason he created us.

You really haven't grasped the way how things work around here now have you.

**purplefood**

Those with the biggest guns get to dance. Everyone else gets the shiny honour of being exceptionally deadsies.

**Riffzor**

Well then, time I'll go get myself a shiny gun.

**Amanax**

purplefood wrote:Those with the biggest guns get to dance. Everyone else gets the shiny honour of being exceptionally deadsies.

Ooooh, so that's why I haven't been shot by you yet, Forden.

Being a sponson gunner, I got the biggest guns here

**Riffzor**

*scratches his chin for a moment, peering at Amanax, then glances down at his boltpistol on his belt* .... Nah, I'll go get that bigger gun first. *skips off towards the armory*

**gaovinni**

Riffzor wrote:*scratches his chin for a moment, peering at Amanax, then glances down at his boltpistol on his belt* .... Nah, I'll go get that bigger gun first. *skips off towards the armory*

You jealous of other people having bigger guns?

**Kravox**

Shut up for once Riffzor, *pulls out bolt pistol and shoots Riffzor in the leg*

**Riffzor**

*had already skipped off and hence wasn't shot, sitting in the armory tinkering with something, and is very tired of people god-emoting even if it's not heavy RP or anything*

**Kravox**

*follows Riffzor and finds him tinkering with something in the armoury, raises Bolt Pistol and shots Riffzor twicce in the leg*

**gaovinni**

The Forden syndrome is spreading.

**Riffzor**

*will permanently ignore any actions of Korvax if he continues to god-emote*

*walks out of the armory, looking tired from sitting up all night tinkering*

Alrighty then, meet my new gun! *holds up his arm, which has a customized melta-gun attatched to the arm with some sort of bracers*

I'll be in the mess if anyone needs me. *walks off with a yawn*

**gaovinni**

You sure that will work? It might fall off when you fire it for the first time.

**Riffzor**

Hm.. *stops for a moment, looking around a bit* ... You're right, I've got to test it... Think Valance would be upset if I shot her door down?

**gaovinni**

I would be upset if you go shooting that thing around at the clinic. And that particular door happens to be at the clinic.

**Riffzor**

Mh, no good idea to anger you as I need to be patched up so often. *walks out to the firing range, picks a target and aims at it and pulls the trigger, a heat-ray is blasted off, burning a hole in the middle of the target as well as setting it on fire*

Wooh! ... Ouch! *waves the gun-arm about* It's hot!