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Would you like to hear the good word about the gods of Chaos?

Why yes actualy I would, care for a cup of tea as we speak?

Why, I would! Now here is some literature. *Hands over a pamphlet about chaos made out of human skin* Read it and tell me what you think!

Oh my, such craftmanship! And the seems are soft as sorrow. And the penmanship, such art! Well label me a intrested follower

What's your name scumbag?

Oh, hello human! Would -you- like to learn about the gods of Chaos? I have plenty of of these! Skinned them myself.

 sing your life wrote:
What's your name scumbag?

Im your father

.............

But why thank you, another fine book for my collection*blushes

Gee, those are some fine books.

Well, unclothed one, I have a lot of books in this here bag! I think it used to be a Fire Warrior. Or an Orc. I don't know. But these are some really interesting books that'll show you the true path towards Chaos! I tried Chaos and look where I am. I have at least three Space Marine helmets clipped to my belt. That's success there! You aren't a real warrior until you have a piece of a Space Marine attached to your stuff.

Well, I'm not really a warrior, and I haven't seen one of these Space Marines before, but I do know what I have.
A splendid, authentical Dunmer waterpipe!

Oh, you are from -there-. I'm not supposed to acknowledge people from -there-.

I'm sure those Space Marines think you're not supposed to take their heads.

I'd imagine they are quite attatched to them, I'd imagine. But it is so much fun to take them! *Laughs maniacally*

But no, there are powers greater than even the gods of Chaos that disapprove of such interactions. *Leans in all creepy like and whispers* Sweetrollssss.

Oh, sweetrolls! Sweet!

Where? I want one! They remind me of this silly man that I met once.

NO! NO SWEETROLLS! Miss, I don't if you are aware, but sweetrolls are the ultimate evil! An evil so great that not even the lap bands of the Emperor know of the threat! Wait.. did I say lapbands? I meant lapdogs. Lapbands are... something.. it's not important.

No, Sweetrolls are to be the downfall of my universe. Should a single one cross over into my realm the end times will be nigh. The Necrons will fully awake! The Tyranid fleet will arrive! The Tau will develop even more overpowered suit technology! The Space Wolves will finally stop naming everything after the wolf! It'll be bedlam. And not in the good way.

Their threat is outlined in the Liber Chaotica as written by our Primarch Lorgar. Well.. it's not exactly in it but our Dark Apostle stated that it probably was based on a chaotic code he ran on it's unholy passages. That's good enough for me!

Chaos will prevail.

Of course it will. It'll just be really, really, really unpleasant for awhile. I mean, who would want to live a world where everything the Space Wolves own isn't named after the wolf? Not I!

I've got a sweetroll in my inventory.

Not sure how that's possible, but ehh.

Nooo! You have doomed us to a wolflless existence! *Shields face. After a few minutes, looks around* We.. are not dead? Then that means.. You are the grand champion of Chaos as foretold in the uncertain prophecy, maybe. You are my lord, oh great naked one. I am the Lydia to your Dovahkhinn. Except I am not lusted after by adolescents on ancient terra.

From member of House Redoran to grand chpion of Chaos. Well.


Rise, my minion!

I'm so fething dizzy...

Take some drugs, and a sweetroll.

You spin me right round, baby
Right round like a record, baby
Right round round round

You spin me right round, baby
Right round like a record, baby
Right round round round

An ugly specimen of the Orsimer singing a bad "song".

Piqued my interest.

Bitch, please. You just jealous of my 80s new wave swagga.

I can arrange one of those for you.

Well I can certanly be accused of having a lot of things, but swager is certainly not one of them.
But I do have these things.....

 Trondheim wrote:

 sing your life wrote:
What's your name scumbag?

Im your father

.............

But why thank you, another fine book for my collection*blushes

And you, Your Father? do you suck di.... wait, all of your kind would.

Someone get the pathetic little man out of here, please. His hat is not to my liking.

Oi, soldja boy. Can I 'ave your 'at?
It'll look zoggin' good on me noggin.