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**thenoobbomb**

Oh really? This PKP Pecheneg can kill you with four body gaks, regardless of armor!

**Co'tor Shas**

Oh, really?

*activates liquid armour*

**zombiekila707**

Co'tor Shas wrote:
A powder fired peice of lead, at that strength, can't hope to penetrate the plating of combat amour. And you'll have no hope at all with fio'tak armoured battlesuits..

*Face palm*

Creature you know not what you speak these pistols are not "normal" .44s you must understand that these pistols were made from a old sword of myth the metal itself is believed to be alien or a gift from the dark tower! It has slain robots, giant cyborg bears , you name it I have killed it!

**Verviedi**

*Begins digging a hole in Selym's dirt patch*

**Co'tor Shas**

And being made from a sword makes it powerful how? The weapons it'self has no control over the power of the projectile. Unless it's actually a linianr accelerator, which I somehow doubt.

OOC: remember, your dealing with a tau, who thinks most of this stuff is superstitious nonsense.

**2BlackJack1**

*Sits next to mailbox and waits for new mailman to arrive*

**thenoobbomb**

*runs over the mailbox with bike*

**2BlackJack1**

*slashes back tire with tail before it drives off*

**thenoobbomb**

*tire is fixed with repair tool*

**zombiekila707**

Co'tor Shas wrote:
And being made from a sword makes it powerful how? The weapons it'self has no control over the power of the projectile. Unless it's actually a linianr accelerator, which I somehow doubt.

OOC: remember, your dealing with a tau, who thinks most of this stuff is superstitious nonsense.

Here just take it from me these "guns" are special and will punch through any armor because... they have accelerators or something I don't know just trust me!

**Selym**

Verviedi wrote:
*Begins digging a hole in Selym's dirt patch*

Well this is a strange mating ritual you 'ave there.

Well, if you're sure, I suppose I could get behind it.

**Verviedi**

*Tosses the dead Inquisitor in the hole and begins covering the corpse back up.*

*Looks at Selym*

Mating ritual? I once got rejected by an inanimate robot.

I don't have a mating ritual.

**Selym**

Well, if you'll just pop yer clothes off, I can change that.

**Verviedi**

Um.
*Recoils*

What.

**KaptinBadrukk**

OOC: You guys remember this right?

Who lives in a pineapple under the sea?
Marneus Calgar
Absorbent and blue and pourous is he?
Marneus Calgar
If meaningless killing be something you wish?
Marneus Calgar
Then drop on the deck, and die like a fish!
Marneus Calgar
Marneus Calgar 8 times

**zombiekila707**

I believe things have taken a turn to the worst...

*Pulls tobac from gunna and begins rolling cigarette*

**KaptinBadrukk**

Ummmmm.....I'm on Voyager, watching from the bridge viewscreen.

Oh, and here's a good story that Captain Janeway told me about.

JANEWAY: Is the viewscreen functioning normally?
COMPUTER: Affirmative.
JANEWAY: I'm sorry to tell you this, but your nebula is gone.
COMPUTER: Clarify.
JANEWAY: The gases must have continued to dissipate after we left.
COMPUTER: Warning, Life support failure on all decks. Abandon ship.

*to the replicator*

Coffee, black.

**Co'tor Shas**

*drones begin extracting crashed ship from floor and repairing ceiling*

**KaptinBadrukk**

*repair crew from Voyager beams down*

Crewmen, help Cotor repair the ceiling.

*drinks coffee and has coffeegasm*

**Verviedi**

*Scribbles on notepad*

Note: Give Janeway as much coffee as possible.

**Verviedi**

Oh, right, I completely forgot about my main objectives!

Do not interefere, unless you wish to face the Emperor's Judgment!

Apparently that's his bolter's name.

*Strides through the door, making a massive hole*

**KaptinBadrukk**

*goes to Verviedi*

Are you all right?

**Verviedi**

*Begins walking in the direction that the Commissariat van drove in*

Situation is optimal. I am operating at full efficiency, mortal.

Sorry about him, I don't have his mouth under control. I'm speaking out of his vox-grille, I'm afraid.

More coffee?

**2BlackJack1**

*pads after Verviedi, but keeping a safe distance*

OOC:Is any distance considered safe from a space marine?

**ZergSmasher**

*Runs out of ship wreck, chasing and catching up to xenomorph.*

"Surprise, foul creature!"

*Repeatedly stabs and slashes xeno with psionic blades. Acid blood rolls harmlessly off shield.*

"Who is the ambush predator now, bitch?"

*Pauses to consider*

"I think I've been living among Terrans too long..."

**2BlackJack1**

*swipes at ZergSmasher's throat while he contemplates and bites down on wrist*

**Buttery Commissar**

[Postman throws post card through door from a distance and starts running]

It's sunny here! And there's a tree. I'm not very good at postcards, okay?
...I had to redo my Commissariat training over from scratch. I didn't want to... They took my hat away until I agreed.
...I like my hat.

It's okay though, they explained to me that I'm just heretical and a bad person. But then they said they could fix that.
Today we had to learn about the evil of xenos, and heretics and mutants.
Classes sucked. A bigger cadet took my lunchbox. It had a really cool tank sticker on the side.

But then I had to take pistol shooting practise again, I'm pretty good at that. We had to take it in turns to be the targets. Strange thing is, I ended up taking a lot more turns than the others...

I didn't do too well in the psych exams first time either. But then they gave me some help with the answers, and it was a lot easier.

Kisses and something about the Emperor protects. I dunno, maybe he's like sunblock.
BC xx

**ZergSmasher**

*Shakes xeno off by swinging arm and smashing its body on the ground. Hard.*

"Good thing my shield was on. That would've hurt otherwise..."

**shasolenzabi**

"Bad! Bad Xenomorph B21J! Bad boy! now back to the pet house for you! grabs him and places a acid proff, ultra-strong leash and collar on staked to a heavy blockin the ground with enough give to play around near the "house" water and food bowls next to the house, they will refill at the right times.

"Now behave!"

**Verviedi**

*Recieves postcard*

I suppose I would count as a heretic. I wonder how much possession fodder I would encounter in range of that Commissariat base?

*Begins running*