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Too late
*contemplates*
Oh well, it makes me feel a little bit better at least.
*sits down and begins making recaff*
Want some?
*offers Badruk a cup*
I also have some for the gitz as well.

Sure!

*drinks the coffee*

Good.

MY MACHINE SPIRIT DECLARES THE ACT OF PUTTING ITS OWN QUADGUNS IN MY ACCESS PORT TO BE HEEERRRREEEEESYYYYY!!!!!!!!!!!!! -dakkadakkadakkadakkadakkadakka-

[Claps excitedly at the shooting and flashing]

*Ignores the bullets as they flash by, continues passing out coffee*

Can I have coffee too

Sure
*pours Coffee into a giant cup for TH*
Sugar?
*nonchalantly dodges bullets from TS*

I'll stick to my pipe. *takes out his pipe and lights it watching the light show of the bullets whizzing past.*

*bullet reflects off of shoulder pad and hits brochtree's pipe, smashing it*

[Sad face] Noooo, his face-chimney!
[Rummages through pockets and hands Brochtree a jar of moths to make up for his loss]

[Goes back to sitting on the floor, watching the explosions]

*walks over from watching Mr. Killyface romp*
Are you alright commissar?
*attempts to check BC's blood sugar*

[There is some blood in the sugar currently in BC's system]
[Looks up] ...It has occurred to me that the undead probably don't produce insulin. Or you know, most other chemical functions relying on blood flow.

[Chews another pill and starts vibrating visibly]

My PIPE! *Runs at Tactical_Spam roaring in dwarven, jumping up to bring a huge swing down on his sarcophagi putting a massive dent in it as the axe has the master Rune of Skalf Blackhammer, Rune of Cleave and Rune of fire on it*




Edit: put the wrong rune by accident serves me right for reading the book while typing.

OOC: I love that rune combo, although I prefer to put Rune's of Cleaving on mine.

IC: I think I have some insulin for the Buttery One.
*rummages in pouches*
*Injects BC with insulin shot*

OOC: same hear just relized i put speed instead so changed.

*head snaps back*

I blow up planes with a knife and pull bikes out of ammo boxes.

*snaps TNB's neck again, drop kicks him into a pile of Zerg*
Stay down will ya?
*turns to watch the battle of dwarf vs dreadnought*

-soccer kicks brochtree- DAMN SQUATS!!! THIS IS MY LAWN

[Stops buzzing quite so much] Ah come on, I was only a little bit hyper... [Slowly vibrates across the floor despite sitting still]

*bounces of wall and goes for another swing at TS with his axe as he flys past.*

*neck snaps back again, before killing all the Zerg*

I'm a Colonel now.

*looks irritated at TNB*
Badrukk is right, you DON'T die.
*sighs and walks over to watch the dread vs dwarf battle some more, shootng TNB with bolt pistol on the way there*

*boltshell reflects on tip of knife*

SEE?! I TOLD YOU TNB WILL ALWAYS RESPAWN!!!!!

So you did.
*turns back just in time to be hit in the face by brochtree as he flies across the room*
Ok...... that hurt a little

I thought Space Marines did not feel pain?

Marines do not feel fear like the squats do

*crash's in to War Kitten and flops to the floor grumbling in dwarven as he walks out of the room.*

*from the floor*
We do feel pain, just not fear
*stands up slowly*
Plus Dwarves are a lot heavier than you think

*Marches back in to the room with a new pipe and clatters in to a corner his gromril armor looks a lot shinier then before.*