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I wouldn't have expected anything less.

*fires a rocket at omnicow, which is ducks under*

Come now, my steak. Let's settle this quickly.

*leaps at omnicow but gets kicked in the face*

...ow

*Steps out of the way into the doorway of the butter-tank, and picks up a Rail Rifle, just in case*

Ok, supersized burger, let's see if you can dodge this one!

*fires a rocket at the omnicow and leaps at it again, swinging the rocket launcher at its skull*

Haha, a hit!

*dodges a spout of fire*

Is there any peaceful characters in this thing? Even the cow part of it hurt. I love it!

Well, there's Eldar, some DNA I picked up from behind a sketchy resturaunt, some of Co'tor's skin cells' DNA, some of me, some of BC's blood, an Ork, a Vespid, and some short guy with a beard.

That should be enough!

Quite an interesting combination. Not sure if this technically breaks the last rule I haven't broken yet, which is no eating Tau, but this is by no means a Tau, so I guess I'm in the clear? Personally, it doesn't bother me too much, but now I've got a group of Kroot who follow me wholeheartedly, and I don't want them to think going and eating Tau en masse is a good idea.

*draws club and swings it at the Omnicow's leg, breaking the knee*

A crippling blow, how will you handle that one?

*attempts to dodge another glob of acid but it catches the leg*

Holy Hawks that burns!

*Fires Rail Rifle immediately, blasting away the chunk of flesh with the acid in it but leaving the bone intact*

That's Hydrofluoric acid. Just getting 25 square centimeters of it on your little toe is enough to instant kill you due to a catastrophic rise in blood pH. I will repair the wound later. Sorry about that, just don't want to see you dead.

*Falls to the ground, looking at stump*

[Through gritted teeth] Thanks then, but that really does hurt. It's better than dying, I guess.

*crawls against a wall and aims rocket launcher at the omnicow*

Die, you monster.

*fires the rocket into its side*

*Absolutely covered in blood, bone, and other fluids by the explosion inside the Omnicow*

*Shocked expression*

Em... Dig in!

*Hands 2BJ1 a vial of medical nanites and retrieves a few painkillers from pocket*

Here, take these pills, and then drink the whole vial. They should have a handle on your DNA.

*swallows painkillers and gulps down nanites in a bottle*

Best gift ever. Even with my leg being blown to bits, that was great.

*grabs a chunk of the omnicow and shoves it down, reaching for more*

Tastes good too, even has a charred texture to it.

... [Stands very still with cake plate, plastered in exploded cow]
[Puts plate down and walks into barracks] [Shouting and gunshot noises]
[Emerges clean] ... Excitable lot.

*Protoss aircraft scramble to intercept the Spitfires, with carriers launching Interceptors to help*

"They should be able to keep those stupid ancient Terran aircraft from crashing the party."

*Notices bits of exploded cow*

"Good thing I had my shields on, that mess might have been ugly on my armor."

*the single spitfire, who is unsupported, continues ascending*

[Remembers] [Picks up vial and sniffs it]

Sedatives? [Wipes finger around the rim and licks it] Huh. Horse tranquillisers. [Takes a few steps and falls flat on face]
M'not smart some days~ *

*looks down at healed leg*

So now we know; acid spitting cows can kill you. Good thing we have safety rail guns, those are life savers.

Hydrofluoric acid is nasty gak...

*Walks to the cow's corpse and places it's venom glands in a box, gently scraping off a non-acidic layer*

I need to dispose of these things. Very quickly.

*Runs into the butter-tank holding box at arm's length*

Where's the lava room?!

OOC: And that's a sig!

[First door in corridor swings open revealing lava room]

[Lies face down on floor and happily twiddles carpet fibers with one hand]

~~it's like tiny fuzzy grass...

*Throws the now melting and exploding box into the lava pit*

...On second thought.

*My deattached hand follows the box into the pit*

..! [Attempts to stand up and headbutts the coffee table] Get the kid away from the open door...

*Sidesteps out of the lava room, closing the door before the child can enter*

*Looks down at child*

No. Too hot in there.

*Suddenly gripped*

Oh feth

[Girl telekinetically moves Verviedi aside and open the door] [Starts forming shapes in the air out of the liquid lava and letting them solidify]

[Manages to stand up] [Walks closer and leans on verviedi] She's making.. Statues?

They look like statues to me.

Great.... Statues...

*Pulls a simple brown bag from pocket opens its and pulls a huge demonic looking sword from it*

Oh right...

*Pulls some scrolls out and begins reading off them green energy surges around me*

*activates personal force field*

*shoots ZK707 with phaser*

 KaptinBadrukk wrote:
*activates personal force field*

*shoots ZK707 with phaser*

*Spell disrupted*

Wench! Leave me be or I shall make the streets run red with your BLOOD!

*Grabs another scroll and begins reading*

*gets away from ZK707*

[Steers child away from lava room] They're beautiful but I think we've had enough lava for today. [Looks at statues] They're us?
Sort of...

Psykers see people as an image of their inner uh, niceness and badness, I guess. Verviedi's statue looks a bit scary, Co'tor's looks just like him, KB's looks a little angelic, as does Blackjack's. [Chuckles]
I don't see me, though..? [Girl points] ... Oh. ...

Well that's... Uh... Mortifying. [Goes outside for a smoke]

Inner morality? Shouldn't that only work on biologicals? I'm surprised that she managed to scan my mind, but a bit sad that she think's I'm not nice people.

*Spell completes a small invisible sphere appears around me*

Next...

*Pulls another scroll out and begins reading off that*

I think it's scary because it looks like you made out of rock...
At least yours was recognisably human. I'm the one with fangs that looks uncannily like some kind of male Daemonette.

[Looks somewhat troubled]

Perhaps her inner sight couldn't differentiate between metal and rock?

*Looks sideways at BC*

Are you still having daemon problems?