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n0t_u wrote:Because tanks are death traps?

Thats the one!

Well Tarkus has finaly gone completely insane.

TheRobotLol wrote:Well Tarkus has finaly gone completely insane.

And it's all your fault...

I'm gonna miss Atris...

Screw it, make a pact with a Daemon or something.

Yayz!

SYRATH!

I'll post then so you can do it.

TheRobotLol wrote:Yayz!

SYRATH!

I've posted, time for some Necromancery, and don't worry, I'm a doctor.

And you probably thought I was going to be petty about my character dying and completely wipe out the Necrons.

I did say before I tie up those plot holes.
Time to make a more interesting character for the fun side.

n0t_u wrote:And you probably thought I was going to be petty about my character dying and completely wipe out the Necrons.

I did say before I tie up those plot holes.
Time to make a more interesting character for the fun side.

Huzzah!

Excellent, soon I shall have a new servant!

My thoughts actually.

So, what do I do now HydraEvilDragonDaemon?

Bring the girl, then I will begin the process.

Also, who is going to role play her once I reststruct her?

blood reaper wrote:Bring the girl, then I will begin the process.

Also, who is going to role play her once I reststruct her?

I have no idea, I don't think I've thought this though..

Blap I assume. Meanwhile Calam will be watching the whole procedure, from saftey hopefully.

Cool, but remember, the Imperial won't be too happy when she finds herself an undead half daemon.

There done and a tad long.


Name: Aria L'chanson
Race/team: Chaos
Age: 573 (appears 22)
Gender: Female
Appearance:

Armament: Her music
Background: Once she was just an ordinary singer on one of the more wealthier planets of the Imperium, singing songs of the Emperor inspiring her listeners. However the planet had a darker secret; cults had began to form, fuelled by greed and desire for power. It wasn't long before two of the bigger cults had set their eyes on Aria; one of Tzeentch and one of Slaanesh. The Tzeentch one sought the secrets hidden within the songs she sung, the knowledge gained from these events and lost to the ages. The Slaanesh cult was more simple; it saw the financial gain that stood to be gained from her enchanting melody. The daemons who ran the cults from the shadows had ulterior motives; many listened to her songs, what better way to perhaps reach more worshippers. The cults went about their ways to try and capture this asset for themselves. The Tzeentch cult hid spells within "rediscovered" melodies. The Slaanesh cult hid notes within the music accompanying it. Both of which would fight for control of the very souls who heard them. Thus the planet was enveloped in a power struggle between the daemonic forces of Tzeentch and Slaanesh. Every soul on the planet had been lost, besides just one; Aria's soul. Unaffected by their plots she was freely allowed to continue.

Only when the planet was firmly in their grasps did the daemons appear to her to congratulate and reward her. At first she was driven insane by the news; the one thing she loved most had destroyed all she loved. The Daemons could not accept sharing this tool with the other and began to fight amongst themselves. To this day they continue to fight over their prize, showering her with gifts and preserving her so that their plans may continue from the moment they first revealed themselves. In the meantime they allow her to wander as she desires. Both her and her songs drifting effortlessly through the air across the universe.

I'l add ye.

Syrath's waiting for crazy murderer man to post.

Go go crazy chaos dog man.

Hey, hey, I may be crazy, but I ain't no Dog man..

I thought the snout thing.

Sort of like this but bulkier, with an axe and on fire.

Sort of like this, but with a Flak vest.

Even better then.

Am I going to have to role play crazy screaming woman?

I'm back, sorry that this has been spotty. My sister's birthday has kept me busy

Probably not, but now you have to do something anyway.

blood reaper wrote:Am I going to have to role play crazy screaming woman?

That's wait for Blap to return, then we see who gains control.

(Come on Blap, play the character!)

OK, but remember, your going to have to sign that contract soon enough.

I will, I will.

Soon...