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*sees zipper in Verv's mouth*

Hmm, that's cool.

*starts zipping it and unzipping it repeatedly*

*Furiously unzips zipper*
Stop trying to silence me, you bloody stupid personification of *Slap* mortality! Free speeh! Free speech! Freeze peach!
*Slaps Death yet again*
What the feth is that idiotic gak you just spouted, you fething immortal bitch? I’ll have you know I graduated top of my class in the Mechanicus, and I’ve been involved in numerous secret scientific initatives, and have over 300 distinct weapon designs. I am trained in psychic control of machines and I’m the top cake maker in this entire Room. You are nothing to me but just another target. I will wipe you the feth out with precision the likes of which has never been seen before in this Room, mark my fething words. You think you can get away with saying something that blatantly incorrect? Think again, fether. As we speak I am contacting my secret network of data storage servers and your True Name is being searched for right now, so you better prepare for the storm, maggot. The storm that wipes out the pathetic little thing you call your existence. You’re fething dead, moron. I can be anywhere, anytime, and I can kill you in over seven hundred ways, and that’s just with the gear I have on me right now. Not only am I extensively trained in long-range telepathic combat, but I have access to the entire arsenal of everything I've ever invented and I will use it to its full extent to wipe your miserable ass off the face of the continent, you little gak. If only you could have known what unholy retribution your little “clever” fact was about to bring down upon you, maybe you would have searched the proper answer. But you wouldn't, you didn’t, and now you’re paying the price, you goddamn idiot. I will rant the truth at you and you will drown in my words. You’re fething dead, kiddo.

[Stares in horror at poke] You deserve to be free.
You were.. You are a very strong and kind person. Being shut away here like an artefact isn't how you deserve to live.
[Looks at amulet] Can it be ..mended? And if it were, what would happen?

[Benny squeaks quietly but stays still]

OOC AHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!!1 XD VERV THATS GOLD!

Bic *Sighs and stands up*

Death: Slap me one more time. I dare you.

*Amelia shakes head*

I don't live in here anymore. I have my own room, because I refuse to lay with Magnus. As for the artifact, I do not know. I would say for you to take it out to the real world and try to mend it, but Magnus would know you've taken it the moment you step out of here. Everything he owns has a psychic tracker beacon, literally. Including me, and the things that I owned.

*maria drops down and takes knights hand again with a mechdrite sneaking under hers to join in*

ok.. that one was me...
they just feel good...

*looks at rapidly compreted first floor of castle...
so i got that right?

*sighs and teleports Verviedi behind me mentally*
Put a cork in it human.
*continues frying bacon*

*Knight looks over the floor*

Boro: Yes...It's...Perfect! You even put up the banners like we would have in the old days! Oh this is just marvelous!

OOC I kinda want/need to sleep, but I just can't leave at this point of the story...:(
It's like, the climax of one of the three conversations. The Amelia one still has a lot to go, I'm afraid. And the Daemon transference is up to BC how it plays out.

*Drone equipped with a mechanical arm flies up and begins repeatedly slapping Death*
*Continues RANTING*

*Death takes in a deep breathe*

Death: Can't feel it...Don't lose temper...Can't feel it...

*clamps a hand over Verviedis mouth*
Be quiet will you? Or do I need to bring your girlfriend in here?

*pulls out a pistol and shoots the drone*

You're all worse than I thought. You're going to need my help, big time. Just remember, I don't come cheap.

*marla blasts drone with a bolter at same time destroying it more*
stop it. he needs to concentrate ..

*slaps v* see not so nice... so stop slapping people...

*maria*
well i kinda had to do alot of study on this one but *reveals a plan* we even have what i think is a authentic design fire place

i may need your help carving it though...

*Knight nods*

Boro: It's...Amazing...I can't believe how close you got it to the castle I lived next to!

*Death continues concentrating on Benny and Bridget*

*Throws Deadpool a gold coin*
Do what you-
*Slapped*
-must.

*catches the coin and pockets it*

Huh, most people just shoot me by now. Anyway, why don't we all talk about our feelings? Drone man, you go first.

*quickly leaves the room and comes back with a TV on a cart*
*turns it on and changes the channel to a 24/7 stream of Bob Ross painting*

I figured this could help set the mood.

OOC Yeah, Ima sleep now.

Bic *Amelia looks troubled*

C-Can you come back tomorrow? I have to speak with Magnus about something...

*Quickly leaves room and leaves door open*

*Goes upstairs*

*Death sighs*

Death: All done. Now, you two get some sleep, and when you wake up, everything will be different.

*Picks up spider and lies down on the couch*

OOC NPC the Knight, idc.

*maria stood explaining the plans and making sure she got the details right before starting to make the journey back *

OOC il just have them got to bar or somthing... maybe sit in the forrest etc

*marla slaps V again*
oh thats for saying maria looks like a pregant toad...

*walks off blasting the drone abit more *

*watches all this go on*
Humans....

I uh... I guess. Know any motels? [Looks at Nurgling]

...And she still has my wallet anyway. [Facepalms]

[Leaves quietly and finds way back to outside] [Sits on rock again] [Rummages through coat] [Finds a ration bar and a hip flask] [Breaks off a quarter of the bar and hands it to the Nurgling] [Nurgling sniffs it and shakes head]
Yeah... Welcome to the guard. [Chews quietly] [Winces]

*Greater unclean one outside holding a sign saying " undivided warp hotels, all gods catered, soul baths and khrone lengh blood pool*

*nurgling points*

*Wakes up on doctors table, notices new arm beginning to grow.*

What the feth happened?

*Slowly rises from slab*

[Looks at sign] I have no currency, and the type of work I'd have to do to pay that off, I don't want to think about.

[Pauses] I can't believe I'm doing this.
...Perron? Can you hear me? I need help.

[Flash of violet light as Perron appears] Because it's you, Sweetcakes-
Where the hell is this? [Looks around]

No idea. Long story short is some guy named Magnus has my wallet, and I need a bed. [Looks tired]

[Perron opens mouth, considers teasing and then doesn't] Just the once. [Holds out hand] [Leads Yarrick through a small portal]

*Marla walking by medical bay to check on paperwork*

Umm simple answer. You came out of warp... Where mostly dead and missing half your head.. Good few organs and limbs..

You where a mess...

[Sitting in a shockingly normal looking front room, while warp energy spirals past the windows]
...I'll be honest, I expected something flamboyant, gothic or esoteric. [Looks at sofa] Not cream leather. [Takes off hat and sits back]

[Perron shrugs from recliner] We all have our kinks. Mine is having a tragically normal home life. [Stretches out feet and relaxes] ...You're fixing us dinner though.

... [Looks over to see Yarrick asleep with Nurgling cuddled up in his coat]
Or not. Poor bastard. [Raises tail and lifts a soft blanket over the pair] [Closes own eyes and dozes]

Drone man?
Feelings?
Hmm...
*Beep boop boop beep beepbeepboop*
*Bo-oo-ooop!*
Well...

*slaps Verviedi on the back of the head*
Get ahold of yourself would you? I wonder about you sometimes.....

[Benny falls to knees and covers head, as Bridget does similarly] [A bright white and violet light erupts, and obscures them both for a few moments]
[Bridget sits back up shakily, looking much like her old self, but better clothed] It worked, then.
[Benny is out cold on the floor, looking mostly human]
Benny? [Reaches over and gently shakes his shoulder] [Gets no response]

*mike walks up to V*
Marla said you called Maria a pregnant toad and upset her...
*Gets slapped yet again check looking rather red*

*Walks off again*

*Maria sat on fallen tree with knight talking*

*High fabricator walks up to V*
Did I hear correctly you....
*Robotic laugh* no... borrowed the workshop... it's a tad of a mess... thanks for it... *walks off to supervise last loading of skitari*
Ooc could not resist. And maybe yarrick needs to keep his nurgling?

OOC: Ver should not have said that

BIC:
You borrowed the workshop...?
*Nods at WK before scurrying off to workshop*
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AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!

Ooc: Yarrick is not keeping his Nurgling.

Bic: [Benny stirs very slightly] [Opens eyes and looks up at Bridget]: Daemon! [Tries to sit up and reach for pistol]

[Bridget quickly pins him] [Leans in and kisses his forehead]: Calm down, Benny. You know me.

[Benny starts panicking] Heresy! I'm a commissar and you will let me go, right now pretty lady- I mean daemon!

[Bridget moves further down and kisses Benny's mouth to shut him up]

[Benny stops fighting after a few minutes, and looks mildly embarrassed] [Nods]

[Bridget lets go and hugs him]