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![[Post New]](/s/i/i.gif) 2012/10/01 10:29:33
Subject: What does my signature say to you?
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Terrifying Doombull
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Mr huricane makes a dramatic entry into the maiden world
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![[Post New]](/s/i/i.gif) 2012/10/01 11:07:55
Subject: What does my signature say to you?
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Ancient Venerable Dreadnought
Thousand Sons Battleship wandering the galaxy...
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3 armies - 1 Bretonnian, 1 Empire (I think), and 1 Chaos Daemons.
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I should have left him there. He had served his purpose. He owed me nothing - yet he gave himself to me willingly. Why? I know not. He is nothing more than a pathetic human. An inferior race. A mon-keigh. But still I broke off my wings so that I might carry him easier. I took him from that place, into the snowstorm where our tracks will not be found. He is heavy. And he is dying. And he is slowing me down. But I will save him. Why? I know not. He is still warm. I can feel his blood ebbing across me. For every beat of his heart, another, slight spill of heat. The heat blows away on the winter wind. His blood is still warm. But fading. And I have spilled scarlet myself. The snow laps greedily at our footsteps and our lifeblood, covering them without a trace as we fade away.
'She sat on the corner, gulping the soup down, uncaring of the heat of it. They had grown more watery as of late she noted, but she wasn't about to beggar food from the Imperials or the "Bearers of the Word." Tau, despite their faults at least didn't have a kill policy for her race.' |
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![[Post New]](/s/i/i.gif) 2012/10/01 11:38:02
Subject: What does my signature say to you?
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Rampaging Chaos Russ Driver
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You really like to read ye olden historie texts. Or lord of the rings, im not sure.
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![[Post New]](/s/i/i.gif) 2012/10/01 13:19:37
Subject: What does my signature say to you?
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Lady of the Lake
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The only loss with Flesh Tearers was probably when they started attacking their allies.
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This message was edited 1 time. Last update was at 2012/10/01 13:19:46
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![[Post New]](/s/i/i.gif) 2012/10/01 13:20:28
Subject: What does my signature say to you?
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Ancient Venerable Dreadnought
Thousand Sons Battleship wandering the galaxy...
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Apart from the Avatar of Khaine, everything is either blue or purple.
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This message was edited 1 time. Last update was at 2012/10/01 13:39:00
I should have left him there. He had served his purpose. He owed me nothing - yet he gave himself to me willingly. Why? I know not. He is nothing more than a pathetic human. An inferior race. A mon-keigh. But still I broke off my wings so that I might carry him easier. I took him from that place, into the snowstorm where our tracks will not be found. He is heavy. And he is dying. And he is slowing me down. But I will save him. Why? I know not. He is still warm. I can feel his blood ebbing across me. For every beat of his heart, another, slight spill of heat. The heat blows away on the winter wind. His blood is still warm. But fading. And I have spilled scarlet myself. The snow laps greedily at our footsteps and our lifeblood, covering them without a trace as we fade away.
'She sat on the corner, gulping the soup down, uncaring of the heat of it. They had grown more watery as of late she noted, but she wasn't about to beggar food from the Imperials or the "Bearers of the Word." Tau, despite their faults at least didn't have a kill policy for her race.' |
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![[Post New]](/s/i/i.gif) 2012/10/01 13:25:44
Subject: What does my signature say to you?
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Ichor-Dripping Talos Monstrosity
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People have always used everything at their disposal to kill each other.
Nothings changed, nor is it likely to.
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![[Post New]](/s/i/i.gif) 2012/10/01 13:27:16
Subject: What does my signature say to you?
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Lady of the Lake
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Fan codices.
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![[Post New]](/s/i/i.gif) 2012/10/01 13:39:45
Subject: What does my signature say to you?
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Ancient Venerable Dreadnought
Thousand Sons Battleship wandering the galaxy...
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Daemons and something which I cannot recognize.
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This message was edited 1 time. Last update was at 2012/10/01 23:52:25
I should have left him there. He had served his purpose. He owed me nothing - yet he gave himself to me willingly. Why? I know not. He is nothing more than a pathetic human. An inferior race. A mon-keigh. But still I broke off my wings so that I might carry him easier. I took him from that place, into the snowstorm where our tracks will not be found. He is heavy. And he is dying. And he is slowing me down. But I will save him. Why? I know not. He is still warm. I can feel his blood ebbing across me. For every beat of his heart, another, slight spill of heat. The heat blows away on the winter wind. His blood is still warm. But fading. And I have spilled scarlet myself. The snow laps greedily at our footsteps and our lifeblood, covering them without a trace as we fade away.
'She sat on the corner, gulping the soup down, uncaring of the heat of it. They had grown more watery as of late she noted, but she wasn't about to beggar food from the Imperials or the "Bearers of the Word." Tau, despite their faults at least didn't have a kill policy for her race.' |
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![[Post New]](/s/i/i.gif) 2012/10/01 14:35:42
Subject: What does my signature say to you?
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Fireknife Shas'el
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History is forgotten.
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8000 Dark Angels (No primaris)
10000 Lizardmen (Fantasy I miss you)
3000 High Elves
4000 Kel'shan Ta'u
"He attacked everything in life with a mix of extraordinary genius and naive incompetence, and it was often difficult to tell which was which." -Douglas Adams |
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![[Post New]](/s/i/i.gif) 2012/10/01 17:17:05
Subject: What does my signature say to you?
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Quick-fingered Warlord Moderatus
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Cool movie, but Tom Cruise should have gotten more wounds than a nick on the shoulder and hip.
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Lord Judicator Valdrakh of the Atun Dynasty (6th Ed: W:3, L:4, D:0)
H.B.M.C. wrote:Well GW were mostly responsible for the Berlin Wall, so it's natural for some people to harbour resentment towards them. |
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![[Post New]](/s/i/i.gif) 2012/10/01 20:35:21
Subject: What does my signature say to you?
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Ichor-Dripping Talos Monstrosity
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Necrons in the World Campaign!
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![[Post New]](/s/i/i.gif) 2012/10/01 23:43:57
Subject: What does my signature say to you?
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Ancient Ultramarine Venerable Dreadnought
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Fancy icons and coloured text.
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Iron Warriors 442nd Grand Battalion: 10k points |
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![[Post New]](/s/i/i.gif) 2012/10/01 23:51:55
Subject: What does my signature say to you?
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Ancient Venerable Dreadnought
Thousand Sons Battleship wandering the galaxy...
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You're going to try and nail someone on the Hoover Dam.
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I should have left him there. He had served his purpose. He owed me nothing - yet he gave himself to me willingly. Why? I know not. He is nothing more than a pathetic human. An inferior race. A mon-keigh. But still I broke off my wings so that I might carry him easier. I took him from that place, into the snowstorm where our tracks will not be found. He is heavy. And he is dying. And he is slowing me down. But I will save him. Why? I know not. He is still warm. I can feel his blood ebbing across me. For every beat of his heart, another, slight spill of heat. The heat blows away on the winter wind. His blood is still warm. But fading. And I have spilled scarlet myself. The snow laps greedily at our footsteps and our lifeblood, covering them without a trace as we fade away.
'She sat on the corner, gulping the soup down, uncaring of the heat of it. They had grown more watery as of late she noted, but she wasn't about to beggar food from the Imperials or the "Bearers of the Word." Tau, despite their faults at least didn't have a kill policy for her race.' |
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![[Post New]](/s/i/i.gif) 2012/10/02 19:18:25
Subject: What does my signature say to you?
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Growlin' Guntrukk Driver with Killacannon
Reading, England
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What if I want Mama Bear?
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Bruins fan till the end.
Never assume anything, it will only make an ass of you and me. |
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![[Post New]](/s/i/i.gif) 2012/10/02 19:30:41
Subject: What does my signature say to you?
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Ichor-Dripping Talos Monstrosity
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If I had a pub, I'd serve anyone who paid me for my booze.
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![[Post New]](/s/i/i.gif) 2012/10/02 22:34:09
Subject: What does my signature say to you?
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Ancient Venerable Dreadnought
Thousand Sons Battleship wandering the galaxy...
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A link to your blog.
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I should have left him there. He had served his purpose. He owed me nothing - yet he gave himself to me willingly. Why? I know not. He is nothing more than a pathetic human. An inferior race. A mon-keigh. But still I broke off my wings so that I might carry him easier. I took him from that place, into the snowstorm where our tracks will not be found. He is heavy. And he is dying. And he is slowing me down. But I will save him. Why? I know not. He is still warm. I can feel his blood ebbing across me. For every beat of his heart, another, slight spill of heat. The heat blows away on the winter wind. His blood is still warm. But fading. And I have spilled scarlet myself. The snow laps greedily at our footsteps and our lifeblood, covering them without a trace as we fade away.
'She sat on the corner, gulping the soup down, uncaring of the heat of it. They had grown more watery as of late she noted, but she wasn't about to beggar food from the Imperials or the "Bearers of the Word." Tau, despite their faults at least didn't have a kill policy for her race.' |
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![[Post New]](/s/i/i.gif) 2012/10/02 22:42:43
Subject: What does my signature say to you?
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Pious Warrior Priest
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I WANT PAPA BEAR!
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Oh man, the first monster I see I'm going to sneak up behind him, whip out my wand, and shoot my magic all over his ass.
http://www.woodvilles.org.uk/
Woodville Household, Prepare for maximum toast! |
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![[Post New]](/s/i/i.gif) 2012/10/02 22:57:35
Subject: What does my signature say to you?
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Ichor-Dripping Talos Monstrosity
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But I don't have a lord.
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![[Post New]](/s/i/i.gif) 2012/10/02 23:08:05
Subject: What does my signature say to you?
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Ancient Venerable Dreadnought
Thousand Sons Battleship wandering the galaxy...
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Solicitations for your upcoming engagement party/wedding/life.
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I should have left him there. He had served his purpose. He owed me nothing - yet he gave himself to me willingly. Why? I know not. He is nothing more than a pathetic human. An inferior race. A mon-keigh. But still I broke off my wings so that I might carry him easier. I took him from that place, into the snowstorm where our tracks will not be found. He is heavy. And he is dying. And he is slowing me down. But I will save him. Why? I know not. He is still warm. I can feel his blood ebbing across me. For every beat of his heart, another, slight spill of heat. The heat blows away on the winter wind. His blood is still warm. But fading. And I have spilled scarlet myself. The snow laps greedily at our footsteps and our lifeblood, covering them without a trace as we fade away.
'She sat on the corner, gulping the soup down, uncaring of the heat of it. They had grown more watery as of late she noted, but she wasn't about to beggar food from the Imperials or the "Bearers of the Word." Tau, despite their faults at least didn't have a kill policy for her race.' |
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![[Post New]](/s/i/i.gif) 2012/10/02 23:08:51
Subject: What does my signature say to you?
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Ichor-Dripping Talos Monstrosity
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Should really change that now being we had the party part.....
Not that it helped ><
Mmmm Bear Meat.
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![[Post New]](/s/i/i.gif) 2012/10/02 23:16:06
Subject: What does my signature say to you?
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Ancient Venerable Dreadnought
Thousand Sons Battleship wandering the galaxy...
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*Sorry to hear about that*
Those codex front pages would make great movie posters.
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I should have left him there. He had served his purpose. He owed me nothing - yet he gave himself to me willingly. Why? I know not. He is nothing more than a pathetic human. An inferior race. A mon-keigh. But still I broke off my wings so that I might carry him easier. I took him from that place, into the snowstorm where our tracks will not be found. He is heavy. And he is dying. And he is slowing me down. But I will save him. Why? I know not. He is still warm. I can feel his blood ebbing across me. For every beat of his heart, another, slight spill of heat. The heat blows away on the winter wind. His blood is still warm. But fading. And I have spilled scarlet myself. The snow laps greedily at our footsteps and our lifeblood, covering them without a trace as we fade away.
'She sat on the corner, gulping the soup down, uncaring of the heat of it. They had grown more watery as of late she noted, but she wasn't about to beggar food from the Imperials or the "Bearers of the Word." Tau, despite their faults at least didn't have a kill policy for her race.' |
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![[Post New]](/s/i/i.gif) 2012/10/02 23:29:42
Subject: What does my signature say to you?
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Pious Warrior Priest
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you're not morbid at all!
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Oh man, the first monster I see I'm going to sneak up behind him, whip out my wand, and shoot my magic all over his ass.
http://www.woodvilles.org.uk/
Woodville Household, Prepare for maximum toast! |
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![[Post New]](/s/i/i.gif) 2012/10/03 00:20:06
Subject: What does my signature say to you?
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Ancient Ultramarine Venerable Dreadnought
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I serve no king but myself.
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Iron Warriors 442nd Grand Battalion: 10k points |
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![[Post New]](/s/i/i.gif) 2012/10/03 00:32:25
Subject: What does my signature say to you?
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Ancient Venerable Dreadnought
Thousand Sons Battleship wandering the galaxy...
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Taunting a mutant before killing him.
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I should have left him there. He had served his purpose. He owed me nothing - yet he gave himself to me willingly. Why? I know not. He is nothing more than a pathetic human. An inferior race. A mon-keigh. But still I broke off my wings so that I might carry him easier. I took him from that place, into the snowstorm where our tracks will not be found. He is heavy. And he is dying. And he is slowing me down. But I will save him. Why? I know not. He is still warm. I can feel his blood ebbing across me. For every beat of his heart, another, slight spill of heat. The heat blows away on the winter wind. His blood is still warm. But fading. And I have spilled scarlet myself. The snow laps greedily at our footsteps and our lifeblood, covering them without a trace as we fade away.
'She sat on the corner, gulping the soup down, uncaring of the heat of it. They had grown more watery as of late she noted, but she wasn't about to beggar food from the Imperials or the "Bearers of the Word." Tau, despite their faults at least didn't have a kill policy for her race.' |
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![[Post New]](/s/i/i.gif) 2012/10/03 00:35:48
Subject: What does my signature say to you?
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Quick-fingered Warlord Moderatus
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Humans are stupid! Yay, humanity!
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Lord Judicator Valdrakh of the Atun Dynasty (6th Ed: W:3, L:4, D:0)
H.B.M.C. wrote:Well GW were mostly responsible for the Berlin Wall, so it's natural for some people to harbour resentment towards them. |
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![[Post New]](/s/i/i.gif) 2012/10/03 01:04:06
Subject: What does my signature say to you?
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Ancient Ultramarine Venerable Dreadnought
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Other.
How... Ominous.
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Iron Warriors 442nd Grand Battalion: 10k points |
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![[Post New]](/s/i/i.gif) 2012/10/03 03:11:24
Subject: What does my signature say to you?
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Ancient Venerable Dreadnought
Thousand Sons Battleship wandering the galaxy...
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Hunting mutants is legal in the Imperium.
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I should have left him there. He had served his purpose. He owed me nothing - yet he gave himself to me willingly. Why? I know not. He is nothing more than a pathetic human. An inferior race. A mon-keigh. But still I broke off my wings so that I might carry him easier. I took him from that place, into the snowstorm where our tracks will not be found. He is heavy. And he is dying. And he is slowing me down. But I will save him. Why? I know not. He is still warm. I can feel his blood ebbing across me. For every beat of his heart, another, slight spill of heat. The heat blows away on the winter wind. His blood is still warm. But fading. And I have spilled scarlet myself. The snow laps greedily at our footsteps and our lifeblood, covering them without a trace as we fade away.
'She sat on the corner, gulping the soup down, uncaring of the heat of it. They had grown more watery as of late she noted, but she wasn't about to beggar food from the Imperials or the "Bearers of the Word." Tau, despite their faults at least didn't have a kill policy for her race.' |
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![[Post New]](/s/i/i.gif) 2012/10/03 11:05:19
Subject: What does my signature say to you?
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Ichor-Dripping Talos Monstrosity
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Something something... sleepy words floaty.
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![[Post New]](/s/i/i.gif) 2012/10/03 12:18:10
Subject: What does my signature say to you?
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Ancient Ultramarine Venerable Dreadnought
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Hey look, it's an Insane Clow Posse that doesn't suck!
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Iron Warriors 442nd Grand Battalion: 10k points |
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![[Post New]](/s/i/i.gif) 2012/10/03 12:19:41
Subject: What does my signature say to you?
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Ancient Venerable Dreadnought
Thousand Sons Battleship wandering the galaxy...
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A rarity - a mutant that managed to evade security that deeply.
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I should have left him there. He had served his purpose. He owed me nothing - yet he gave himself to me willingly. Why? I know not. He is nothing more than a pathetic human. An inferior race. A mon-keigh. But still I broke off my wings so that I might carry him easier. I took him from that place, into the snowstorm where our tracks will not be found. He is heavy. And he is dying. And he is slowing me down. But I will save him. Why? I know not. He is still warm. I can feel his blood ebbing across me. For every beat of his heart, another, slight spill of heat. The heat blows away on the winter wind. His blood is still warm. But fading. And I have spilled scarlet myself. The snow laps greedily at our footsteps and our lifeblood, covering them without a trace as we fade away.
'She sat on the corner, gulping the soup down, uncaring of the heat of it. They had grown more watery as of late she noted, but she wasn't about to beggar food from the Imperials or the "Bearers of the Word." Tau, despite their faults at least didn't have a kill policy for her race.' |
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