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![[Post New]](/s/i/i.gif) 2013/12/05 06:18:48
Subject: The Silver Scourge: Founding
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Morphing Obliterator
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*Note: this is part one I will add more later. *Secondary note: I have chosen to show the fluff behind my army using logs. I hope you are ok with that. *Tertiary note: I like comments //Log Intercepted// User: Inquisitor_Augustus_Rul //Play-back_Activated// Log 24, Begin| This is former Sargent Dominicus Atmore, of the Newly Redacted Astartes chapter 571, The Burning Shields. I suppose that name means nothing now, already gone from the records, our armor confiscated and most likely destroyed by the inquisition, out homeworld, that awful place, gone. Exterimatius. I am currently aboard the space hulk [i]Spirit of Codesention [i] my armor is gone, and I wear civilian clothes. My only weapons at the moment is a stolen guardsmen's flashlight gun, and a rock the size of a necron scarab. I can hear them coming for us. The whispers have grown more and more now they are clear, a traitor marine fugitive, from the first heresy no less, is inside this abominable maze with me, and soon those "brothers" that would have allowed us to die are coming for him. Emperor preserve us, and suff- no, you wouldn't even if i asked would you? End Log. Log 3, Begin, This is inquisitor Augustus Rul of the Imperium of Man, Venerate the God-Emperor. In my search for the missing heretics, In addition to the many log that ex-marine Dominicus made for some strange reason, I found the following writing on a rough hewn piece of scrap metal, that was apparently later used to decapitate one of the emperors marines I was meant to meet up with. Despite it's obvious origin, I, nor my terminators, have found no xenos filth on this hulk yet. Emperor preserve us and suffer not the heretic to live,. Inquisitor Rul, Ending Log. 'EY! YA GITZ COME SEE DIS! I 'EARNED HOW TO MAKE DOSE QUIET WORDS DA 'UMIES LIKE SO MUCH! *End part one, more to be posted in this thread later.
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