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*Recieves URLs and begins to laugh histerically*

Right. We're ignorant.

*sidelong look at Verviedi*

If it's that fail video from the holonet...

*silently steaming*

"Pardon me while I go food shopping at a nearby Craftworld!"
Dragon disappears leaving a void in the air his size, thus, creating a thunder clap of the displaced air rushing in on itself.
"BOOM!"

We should probably do something about that dragon...

*Eldrad pops into the scene, and whispers in my ear*

Hehe... Hahahe...

*quiet giggles*

*Eldrad vanishes*

 Selym wrote:
*whispers into BC's ear, explaining Eldar reproduction*

[Stares at the wall for a while] I just meant, had you somehow scrambled the painting...

 Selym wrote:
If it's that fail video from the holonet...

No, it's several 'accidentally leaked' videos of Macha's choices in superior company. [Deadpan face]

[Notices Blackjack] ... [Slowly attempts to slide plate away from him] I think maybe you should have a sit down...

[Several plates of food later]

*groggily stands up*

I think it's time for a light nap.

*pauses to listen to whispers*

That's a much better idea.

*goes outside and prepares a psychic beacon with several vials of strange liquids and a small dose of blood*

...They come. And it turns out I'm slightly psychic.

Hold on a moment.

*Sends BC a massive image album over the noosphere*

Quite adventurous, are we?

*Accusingly looks in the general direction of the Eldar*

Now. What are you doing?

*Looks at 2BJ1*

 2BlackJack1 wrote:
[Several plates of food later]

*groggily stands up*

I think it's time for a light nap.

*pauses to listen to whispers*

That's a much better idea.

*goes outside and prepares a psychic beacon with several vials of strange liquids and a small dose of blood*

...They come. And it turns out I'm slightly psychic.

I think you have lacked free will for long enough.

*thumps 2BJ1 around the head with a soulstone, extracting a daemon*

Hey, I was promised as much food from any DNA strand I wanted. Think of what my future offspring would look like, robo arms and acid blood. Well, they already get acid blood, and augments are fairly common, but still!

*takes a scanner off Verviedi, and takes a blood sample from 2BJ1*

Hmmm...

I am not sure you were getting what you asked for, and I am surprised that you are still alive.

*shows the results to 2BJ1*

...That doesn't sound like daemon talk. That sounds like Tyr- [Distracted] Which of you drew a fething servitor on my tank?

[Looks at Verviedi] I will strangle you, I swear to- [Massive image-dump arrives] [Stares into space for a while]

Well if it is Tyranids, you have more problems than I can solve.

*takes a long hard look at the soulstone*

Tyranids?

*carnifex storms in*

Oh gak!!!

*phaser has no effect. Beams up*

*jumps out in front of the Carnifex, jumps onto its head, and starts brutalising it with a witchblade*

DIE FOUL CREATURE, WALLOW IN YOUR INFERIORITY!

*tears out its spine, and shoves the spine up it's rear*

*carnifex screams and dies*

*still beating it into the ground, mulching the flesh, and covering everything in the vicinity with blood*

[Pulls Selym away] Dignity, fella.

*steps back and dusts self off*

Sorry about that. As I have said before, Khaine has a place in my heart. He is a little to comfortable in there.

*Snickers*

Apparently so was-

*Hand over mouth*

*throws a witchblade at Verviedi*

Be quiet, ape!

Yes, let's taunt the guy who just ripped a carnifex apart with his bare hands.
[Smacks Verviedi around the back of the head] And get that bloody servitor off my tank.

...

[Tucks hand under arm and swears] Fething hell, what is your head made from?

Oh. I replaced the skull with carbon-plated plasteel. Meat is still inside it and outside it though, so I'm still emotionally alive.

Righty then. Caaaaan do!

*Walks over to tank with water bucket and sponge*

[Tank beeps and rapidly reverses away from Verviedi]

...Oh for-

Could you not be a dog-tank for ten minutes?!

*Takes Carnifex corpse and carries it to Vertibird*

We need this for study...

Why is the white and black armored dude keep calling you guys apes? Is it cause he is more mutie then you guys?

*Sits down and ponders these things*

 zombiekila707 wrote:
*Takes Carnifex corpse and carries it to Vertibird*

We need this for study...

Why is the white and black armored dude keep calling you guys apes? Is it cause he is more mutie then you guys?

*Sits down and ponders these things*

I cannot be measured as an entity in the same way as humans. For a start, I have triple-helix DNA.

I'm starting to see why eating tyranids was a bad idea. Chaos doesn't seem too bad though. I guess Shapers can't be right about everything.

*sky darkens as spores rain down from the sky*

Oh, I almost forgot. That beacon seemed to have drawn the bugs right to us, and it's going to take a decent amount of psychic force to overrule the Shadow in the Warp to remove it.

*Needles poke through fingers, creating a small drop of blood on each point*

Combat mode initiated

*phasers Verviedi*

Combat mode aborted

*draws axes and steps outside, watching for any spores that land nearby*

I'll show these bugs for telling me what to eat! I'll make them all a dinner!

*draws axes and steps outside, watching for any spores that land nearby*

I'll show these bugs for telling me what to eat! I'll make them all a dinner!