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Looks like I'm leaving that project on hold for now.

*Drone shakes slightly*

*Static*

A daemonette is a bit difficult to predict the behavior of, but you might as well go for it.

OOC: There is no middle ground between rampant body horror and rampant fanservice.

[Shrugs] What the hey, I've got the free time.
[Pulls out paper, adjusts vox headset and wanders into Butter-tank]

[Emerges after a while, holding a large open book and concentrating] [Borrows some chalk from the kitchen blackboard] [Wanders back into tank] [Closes hatch]

ooc: What were you trying to find, V?

Free time? You mean Battlefield time?

OOC: A proper cyborg. Instead I got body horror and things that look like props from a rather unsavory parody of I, Robot.

[Several loud, short cracking sounds from inside tank] [Muffled] I'm not very good at this, I keep getting the order wrong. I know it's always red first and black last, but between that I tend to get a bit lost... [Sigh]

Even I have no idea what you're trying to accomplish here.

 Verviedi wrote:
Hello! How is it.... Decomposing?

*Shield drone starts digging*

Ooh! Catgirl!

*Looks at Selym*

What happened to you? I remember you being very... tanky.

I was never a tank. I only recently got here.

And the dragon tells me this is not the EoT, but won't tell me where we really are. Where are we?

OOC: The commissar got annoyed with the poor standards of tea around here, and stormed off in a huff. I then found a GUO avatar and ran with it.

[Double post for some reason]

You're lagging, you shot in the wrong direction and accidentally killed some innocent bystander.

*Shot is absorbed by forcefield*

Ow! I'm hardly innocent, but I'm certainly a bystander!

You are mistaken I never miss I am a Primarch... If anything you are the "noob" I out rank you... Only person who outranks me is my father who evidently is a god...

Weren't you primarchs supposed to convince others he wasn't a god?

There was sarcasm when I said that...

[Bursts out of tank with large hole torn in shirt and hat on sideways] [Dives behind sofa]
Mistakes have been made.
I may accidentally have started a small daemon incursion.

[Two dozen pastel coloured Daemonettes emerge from tank and scatter around the room] [Tank speeds away through wall in search of a car-wash]

 Verviedi wrote:
Even I have no idea what you're trying to accomplish here.

Hm? Well I was collect-calling a Daemonette, then on their behest was looking at summoning rituals, and was sent out to find chalk, but I got distracted having found it, and started trying to learn how to play Snooker.
I have a Snooker table. I like the green it adds to the-

Oh, right. [Looks up at lead Daemonette] Hi, honey. How was your- [Is claw-grabbed by the ear] OW ASDFFFGHHDH.. [Runs away]

Ah, we may be able to decipher languages easily, but humans generally sound the same with the tones of their voice to us. My point being is its hard to pick up saecasm.

You did WHAT?

*Drones begin streaming out of the walls*

[Skids to a halt] No yelling! And I quote, "..you might as well go for it."

I was just trying to start the weekend with a bang. So to speak.

Besides, there's only two doze- [Sweeps arm across room] [Only five daemonettes are visible] -five of them!
[Is cornered again by lead Daemonette] Ah, feth. That's a very nice- [Dragged by collar toward kitchen] ..??

*Sigh*

Slaughter the Daemons my sons! Also bring over a librarian we need to close that rift! *Turns to buttery Commissar* You... IDIOT!

*Before buttery commissar can run, cuts his legs off with "The Furnace's Heart" Then walks over and picks up his upper half*

YOU ARE GOING ON A LONG TIME OUT...

N-Now that's just a tad of an over-reaction... I was just trying to give us all something to do over the weekend.
Plus, the voice in my head said I may as well-

[Looks behind zombiekilla] ...I don't think (s)he's happy you did that.
[Furious Daemonette launches itself at zombiekilla]

I didn't mean summon an army! Just one is perfectly fine!

*Notices missing legs*

Damn, damn, damn...

*Shield drone wraps BC in a forcefield to protect him and stop the bleeding*

Looks from here like you lost both legs at the mid-thigh. I can download another copy of myself to a fabricator unit and give you some more augmetics, or I could bribe shasolenzabi to fix them. Just hold tight!

*Unloads pulse carbines into Zombiekilla's bare head*

Even I don't know exactly which gender they are, and I'm equipped with many, many sensors.

*Continues scanning daemonettes*

Grav-Inhibitor Drone = Green

Tell her to run like hell!

*Intensifies gravity around zombiekilla by 50 times*

Guys! What the feth is going on here? Who took Verviedi's legs?

 zombiekila707 wrote:
You are mistaken I never miss I am a Primarch... If anything you are the "noob" I out rank you... Only person who outranks me is my father who evidently is a god...

I'm the highest rank possible, even if your daddy is a rich kid.

I haven't had legs for quite a while!

*One of the gun drones self-destructs as the daemons begin doing something horrible to it*

OW! What the hell, Slaanesh?

...Well, if you like that, go for it?

Anyway. So apparently angry Primarchs are not to be poked, and neither are daemonette'-

*Another gun drone explodes.*

-es in special circumstances, which you're about to find yourself in the middle of, apparently.

*destroys the Slanesh Daemons*

*Lazers daemon in half without breaking eye contact with Buttery Commissar*

Overreacting?

*Snaps arms and hands body to a group of salamanders who throw buttery commissar in a cage*

*stuns zombiekilla707 and frees BC*

 thenoobbomb wrote:

 zombiekila707 wrote:
You are mistaken I never miss I am a Primarch... If anything you are the "noob" I out rank you... Only person who outranks me is my father who evidently is a god...

I'm the highest rank possible, even if your daddy is a rich kid.

No your a idiot *shots the upper half off thenoobbomb*

After Verviedi got the clockwork plague among other things he downloaded his personality into many things, mostly drones. Part of him is in BC'S head, who lost his legs to Vulkan.

*Lead daemonette is unaffected and more daemonettes quickly spawn*

I must say it isn't as bad as when I was stationed on some Cardinal World as a junior Adept, and the Siste-

*Pulse fire and screaming*

*Explosion*

-on biological things apparently "don't count". I had to have all of my mechandendrites refitted with self defense systems after that.

Oh. I see.

TNB is dead! (x5)