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ZergSmasher wrote:*Blasts clone of Verv with a psionic storm*

"Hopefully that will take care of him for a while."

*Turns to Russ*

"You be nice to everyone, or me and my Protoss will have to teach you the same lesson we taught those other Space Wolves earlier."

*Looks around* Seems my legion is fine and more of you frail xenos were killed by the cross fire...

*Shrugs and charges the protoss line and slaughters a good portion of them before coming back*

To bad your race is so... *Grabs a charging zealot by the neck and snaps it, then turns and slices an invisible dark templar in half* fragile... You have spirit though I do admire that...

Yes Verviedis clone is dead we really just wanted to purge him from the net.... *Dodges a immortals laser blast* Cant have him in there... *As this goes on space wolves sit in background cheering and drinking.

Buttery Commissar wrote:[Looks at Verviedi, puzzled] Why did you put nanites in my pocket?

[Shivers] My spare uniforms are in my tank, and this one is missing an arm and leg. [Points at Space Wolves] s'alright for you, you can cuddle up with your giant bloody dogs to keep warm.

 zombiekila707 wrote:
Well like I said no need for details on your fetishes...

You want to lecture me on fetishes? I've seen the way you viking-marines look at your wolves... [Folds arms] You're all fooling nobody.

Like I said need to talk to logan about... this... gak...

TheCustomLime wrote:Well... on the bright side to all of this... I found ammo for this bolt pistol.

*Comes over after melee with protoss and gives a mug of light mjod*

Enjoy friend victory is yours!

*Wovles howl*

 KaptinBadrukk wrote:
*rolls cube like a dice*

A 6! Woohoo!

SIX!

Nopenopeplznope.
Not the spinosaurus!


*the spinosaurus emerges from the corner of the room, having finally gotten over its fear of the SoB*

Good spiny!
Shiny spiny!

*it proceeds to attack The Cube*

*Sticks head out from ceiling*

I found the damage that the scrapcode did. I'm now in only two places at once, and it'll be a while until I manage to recover my wireless capabilities.

Now, metal man! You are accused of heresy on three counts. Heresy by thought, heresy by word, heresy by deed, and heresy by action. Er, four counts. Do you confess?

*watches as Kroot army heads back to distant jungles*

*sighs*

I figured they wouldn't want to stick around. And, thanks to Creed, I don't even get to keep the knarlophant. It was going revolutionize Kroot warfare.

No, I'm not going to confess. Go feth your hats.

Ha! Then we shall make you understand...Replacement Biggles! Fetch...the cushions!

*Replacement Biggles and Fang get a couple of ordinary cushions*

Now, metal man, you have one last chance. Confess the heinous sin of heresy, reject the works of the ungodly - two last chances. And you shall be free...three last chances. You have three last chances, the nature of which I have divulged in my previous utterance.

Cushions. You consider cushions a torture method?

Right then.

*Stands perfectly still*

Right! If that's the way you want it - Cardinal! Poke her with the soft cushions!

*The trio poke Verviedi with the cushions*

Confess! Confess! Confess!

NO! Don't mess with Verviedi!

*pulls up a comfy chair and sits down*

This is fun to watch.

Not for me, Cotor.

That... Actually tickles a bit.

Tickles?

*takes Verviedi's place*

Do what you were doing to Verviedi to me. Please.

*continues hitting Verviedi with cushions*

Confess, metal man. Confess! Confess! Confess! Confess!

Confess what?

What you are supposed to confess, Verviedi.

Er, heresy stuff.

DID SOMEONE MENTION HERESY?!?!?!

OOC: From the earlier pages.

Hey Cardinal, want to buy a hat?

 Buttery Commissar wrote:
Hey Cardinal, want to buy a hat?

I would like a hat.

Sure, I'll buy one. How much and what kind?

Yay! My first customer!
[Holds up hat catalogue] What sort of hat?
We have officers' caps, helmets, tricorn hats, beanies and top hats on special offer today. [Hands over catalogue]

[Throws down suitcase and a pop-up stall appears, selling, well, hats]

[Sees rampaging dinosaur] ...! [Frisbees a silk top hat into the top of its head] ...Classy.

I'll take an officer hat.

*The Cube is still under attack*

*the spinosaurus starts rampaging around the torture-space, and stomps on one of the Inquisitors*

Not my fault, the spacebiped made this happen!
It's totally my fault, I'm sorry!

No hats! Hats are heresy!

Heresy? Is that a new weapon?

Em... What's the cost on a sombrero?

Heresy is the any belief or theory that strongly disagrees with established religious idea. The penalty is death!

"Here is what I think of your 'heresy' accusations!"

*Manifests psionic storm over the inquisitors. The psionic lightning bolts cause them to gak their robes*

*Sees the carnage caused by Leman Russ and contacts base*

"We need more troops! Activate the gateways and robotics facilities!"

*Turns to BC*

"Protoss do not wear hats, sorry."