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*goes dead still for a second before going into a berserk rage that would make an angry marine proud*
FETH YOU MELON-FETHER!
*begins tearing apart the construct with his bare hands*
*machine and body parts go flying everywhere*
FETH YOU FOR RUINING MY PEACEFUL AFTERTOON. I WAS HAVING A GOOD TIME BEFORE YOU FETHED IT ALL UP YOU SON OF A GROX HERDER!

*Drops to the ground with loud thud*

*Detaches one arm mounted assault cannon and throws it to Verviedi*

If you die, your gonna want a bigger gun in your hands...

*Collapses*

Which one of you managed to break the head of assasins daughters heart?

They only sent 4 to kill Horus!


*hits a vindicare I'm head with auto cannon shell sending body parts flying*
Head shot, double points!

*fires on new target*

[Holds up chair back and three tranqs thud into it]
..I get around a bit, okay? [Looks sheepish] It was a good while ago, mind.

I think this job is about something else and they're just being extra thorough...

[Flips powersword out of sheath and squares up with an assassin] [Is punched in the head] You're onto a loser, where there's no sense, there's no feeling. [Tackles and rolls]

*Sidesteps and enters another Culexus' radius*
*Starts bleeding from several orfices again*
Is the entire damn Imperium attacking this place?
*Hit by another heavy grav cannon shot from the Tripod*

*desperately blocking and dodging an eversor's attacks*

Come on gue'la!

*rifle gets sheared in half by the assassin's power claws*
*rapidly backs up and raises the two halves*

Two weapons now?

[Rolls past scuffling with an assassin at such speed that it's entirely unclear who's winning]
[Crashes into broom closet, scattering equipment]

*continues to rapidly dodge the eversor, and occasionally nicks it with his blades*

I had more fun with the dark eldar when they showed up!

Oh my...... Its seems you all are suffering from a bout of violence, I wonder whom drove you all to this

[Sounds from closet change considerably in tone] [Door pulls closed]

[Emerges after some time with hat on backwards and looking somewhat disheveled] S'okay. I broke their neck while they were trying to work out how my tunic buttons work.

[Looks around tiredly] Such low expectations of me, always.

[Hobbles the assassin fighting blackjack in the back of the leg with a broom, and wanders off]

*An enormous flash occurs in the distance, and a massive pressure wave knocks BC and 2BJ1 over*
Good Emperor...
*Watches a series of mushroom clouds form in the distance*

Come now.... come to the dark side! I can promise you all the gag balls, extra limbs and other goodness you want

*lashes out with a knife into the eversor's gut from the ground*
*sees the mushroom clouds*

What did we do to deserve this?

*twists the blade and yanks it out of the assassin*

 Trondheim wrote:
Come now.... come to the dark side! I can promise you all the gag balls, extra limbs and other goodness you want

Fine, I agree.
As long as you stop the blast waves from those explosions from killing the rest of the room. [Points]

Well for one some of you served the corps lord of Humanity, others well where just Xenos.

*A dozen orbital lance strikes hit a point several kilometers away*
I'm not sure if the Imperium has really bad targetting systems, or if this is an Exterminatus.
*Blinded by a massive flash left by an orbital-grade gigaton weapon detonating several hundred kilometers away*

Was that a "No."? [Stares at horizon with fascinated horror]

*is sent reeling back from the explosions*

[While coughing up dust and sand]
Is everyone alright?

[Stands up again] [Looks at Trondheim] Last chance, before I call in a favour with a far less savoury god. [Rolls up sleeve revealing a long set of runes]

*finishes coughing up dust*

I could just eat the bird, you know?

[Looks bewildered] Bird? That's a Lord of Change.

Ooc: unless my browser cache is lying.

Bah, I'm not eating that. Fether must be doing mind tricks.

OOC: I checked his avatar earlier (I'm on mobile) and he was the angry bird. Now he's a KoS. My apologies.

Ooc: I did think that was a bit adventurous.

 Trondheim wrote:
Come now.... come to the dark side! I can promise you all the gag balls, extra limbs and other goodness you want

*finishes ripping the tripod apart with his bare hands*
*turns to regard Tronheim*
*eyes are glowing red with power and runes are going up and down my arm*
Ah. A servant of the Dark Prince. How quaint.

*Takes one look at WK*
Knew it. Called that a while ago.
*Hands BC an Imperial crown*

...I'm sure we can work this out reasonably. [Steps between WK and Trondeim] And more importantly, before those explosions get nearer.
[Ground shakes]

[Looks at hole in the side of the butter tank where the hatch was] That was supposed to seal in event of such bombs...

Oi, I looted anotha vortex rokkit, so we could always just take a trip ta da Warp before dem 'splosions tear us a new one! Or we could aim it at deir ship and dey'll be so distracted wif all da daemon fings once dey are in da Warp dat dey'll never be able ta turn deir attenshun to us again!

[Rolls sleeve back down] I like those ideas much better than selling my soul again.
Let's roll with one of those.

No thanks. I'm not into working for chaos.

I'm a self employed dark lord.

*The ground shakes slightly*
I agree with the Ork. That's one thing I never thought I'd say.