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**Buttery Commissar**

N- Not the stasis grenades, whatever that lunatic slapped on me...

...Oh good grief. [Watches]

**Co'tor Shas**

*grabs vervi's head and ties it to a drone. again*

There we go, now he's adorable.

And don't go hurting that body, I don't want to have to fix it. Again.

**Co'tor Shas**

That's what I'm talking about buttery. I already disabled the triggering mechanism on that thing.

**Verviedi**

*Floats around in disgust*

Could I please have my body back? I do enjoy the feeling of anti-grav, but how am I supposed to be useful without my mechandendrites?

**Buttery Commissar**

Fantastic! [Bows in gratitude] [Frisbees the mine across the room in the opposite direction]

Hm. [Superglues small magnets to Verviedi's body parts as they drift past]

**thenoobbomb**

You can't do that with SLAMs! They detonate when you try to!

*enters room inside an attack helicopter*

**e.earnshaw**

Rolls out from under zk "WHO DARES SAY I WORSHIP THAT CORPSE ON A CHAIR"

"FOR MORTARION"
*jumps for front of attack copter begins draging it towards the ground fury in his eyes.

**thenoobbomb**

I don't worship anyone!
*directs attack helicopter towards the ceiling*

**e.earnshaw**

Grips tighter pulls nose down blades hit floor crack off flying round room punches though glass grabs tnbs neck pulls his head through hole. "you know what else explodes lile the slam you threw at buttery..... a melta bomb"
Shoves saod melta bomb down tnbs thoat

**thenoobbomb**

You can't do that, it's just not possible!
*Runs away and comes back in a Stealth Jet*

**e.earnshaw**

Melta bomb detonates.

Ooc my charecter did this beacuse you did not comply a way of life left over from great crusade.

If you respawn and try to kill any one again..... well..... you can guess

**thenoobbomb**

*The meltabomb explodes in the middle of nowhere, already pulled from the brave TNB's throat*

**e.earnshaw**

Stop trying to kill people and i will stop killing you
the real meltabomb not the fake one expoles taking tnbs head off.

**thenoobbomb**

* Gets revived with defib and flies through the wall*

I never learned how to fly this thing!

**sing your life**

Pfft, noobface. Not that I expected much from a human but that was just disapoint.

**shasolenzabi**

Sitting at a huge table with a nice breakfast of proportions that only he and Cthulhu could appreciate the Dragons devours his huge portions and smiles.

"Oh I do like entertainment for my breakfast!" drinks a tanker of juice to wash down the food.

Now remember kiddies, it is all fun and games until someone loses an eye!" winks

Where all of his breakfast food and drink and the table came from is the mystery

**sing your life**

I have literally no idea how to answer that, even if an eldritch monster dragonn himself said it.

**thenoobbomb**

sing your life wrote:
Pfft, noobface. Not that I expected much from a human but that was just disapoint.

*fires missile*

So that is what that button is for...

**Verviedi**

*Stealthily floats through the portions towards my torso*

Ooh! Blueberry!

*Fruitlessly tries to eat giant blueberry*

**sing your life**

*gets hit by missile and shrugs it off unharmed without even flinching*

**shasolenzabi**

"Now I thought Tech priests had their needs for food removed?"

**Buttery Commissar**

Morning! [Wanders into kitchen] [Sounds of clanking]

[Emerges] [Holds up fridge door] [Various floating sections of Verviedi clang onto it, now that the superglue has dried]

... [Rests door on wall] And now we have a Verviedi jigsaw puzzle. Take your best bets.
[Leans on wall nearby] [Charges admission]

**Verviedi**

I have no mouth and I must scream.

**shasolenzabi**

'No mouth yet wants to scream, what a predicament." finishes breakfast.

**Buttery Commissar**

Oh picky... picky.
[Pockets cash] [Pulls out Haynes manual for a Tech Priest]
[Carefully reassembles Verviedi]

There!

[Noticeably wearing one less glove than he started with] ... [Hides hand in pocket] Gak.

**e.earnshaw**

You all right machine priest?

**zombiekila707**

*walks in*

-woops almost forgot *clears throat* mglw'nafh -

*Verviedi pieces begin to click into place, when finally he is made whole again*

*sits down for breakfast*

**thenoobbomb**

*hops out of plane mid-air and lands with a parachute, the plane is seen crashing in the distance*

I hate fighter jets!

**shasolenzabi**

"Yes, I a big breakfast spread worthy of those of us Eldritch beings" Looks at others, makes an escalator unfold from side for the smaller members to ride up.

"remember, take human bites."

**thenoobbomb**

The Colonel told me that eating = less kills...