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[Yarrick looks up from cuddling with Vanden] Looks like we should follow the wizard. [Helps her to her feet, and set off after Jhe]

[BC stands up and cracks neck, before looking up to the ceiling] It's been a while since I've had a good party.You guys go ahead. [Sound of distant drilling, and grit starts to drift down]

*gestures to follow him down into a deeper tunnel that only Voldemort knows fully*

Hurry, hurry, custodious are even more danger than space marines.

*to WK*

Alright, the Knarloc is...

Go 500 metres down the corridor you're on now, take a left, go another 200 meters, then go right. You should end up in a prayer hall.

A wrecked prayer hall, but still a prayer hall. It's eating a cleaning servitor in there.

Are we leaving so soon? This robot seems to have so much knowledge.

Umm tight now a small army of super human elite warriors id about to raid this place backed by space marines and now q entire company of imperial fists has been seen joining.

Well, that is a reasonable enough excuse for me. Where's the nearest exit, then?

*follows after Jhe*

Umm it Il be a trek a tad but if we surface again too close its going to risk being caught. I'm planning to take the old subway for a tad, then surface a good few miles from the drill site.

Sorry, but if you saw the army up there, id not want to risk getting close.

[Smiles] I like those odds.
[Eyes start glowing brightly]

*draws combat knife and enters the knarloc room*
*roaring intensifies*

*gets a random text from marla*

Hey, going to plan a trip to the palace, wanna come go to the gardens of macaldor, relax and chil out abit?
Ps, thanks for leaving me to face the ball alone. #creepy bishops getting too huggy# #shudder#

*voldernore leads group to a safe place to rest for few minutes*

*Yog-Sothoth simply unravels His body into tiny, but long strands, and begins forcing the strangs through V's ears and nose*
*Loud screaming, until Yog-Sothoth's strands completely disappear into V*
A much better body to spread democracy and think with, wouldn't you agree?

*Follows Yarrick*

*Large drill pierces the roof*

Who are they?

*screaming echoes throughout the ship, and can even be heard on the planet below*

*Hears screaming*

Ok, what was that?!

*Continues down a hall with Yarrick*

*Several Imperial fists run into Amelia and Yarrick*

Oh fook.

Did someone hear that?
No?
Must be the wind.

*Drills through roof above Vanden and Yarrk*

*Sticks head through hole*

Oh hello, I can honestly say I was not expecting to see you two down here.

*Steps into the room with Yarrick and Vanden*
Hello. I have appropriated your friend's body so that I may have a better mind to work with, and deduce new ways to spread FREEDOM and DEMOCRACY to all of my creation.

*Grabs Yarrick and runs the opposite direction of the Imperial Fists*

TELL US ANOTHER TIME!

*Runs out of room*

*crashes into the floor next to Vanden and Yarrick landing on top of a Knarloc*
*still stabbing the Knarloc repeatedly with a knife*
Fancy meeting you here.

*Looks at WK*
Hello! I know from these memories that you are this body's friend. Are you a COMMUNIST?!?!

Only on even numbered days
*smashed into the floor by the Knarloc*
Feth.

Well, half of my personality says all Communists must die, because BETTER DEAD THAN RED. The other half is saying that you're a useful asset, as long as you're pointed in the right direction.

*Tries going further*

*Yarrick pulls back*

*Looks expectantly at Amelia*

Ugh...Fine...

*Turns and starts helping WK with big problem of his*

*Punches Great Knarloc in the face*

I don't think you need any help but I need to punch something.

*Knarloc clamps down on arm*

Oww.

[Yarrick looking increasingly pissy]: This is not how date nights are supposed to go! I would imagine not, anyway.

[One of the Imperial Fists spontaneously turns inside out rather messily, and continues living for slightly too much of the experience]
[BC drops down in front of the survivors] Now that I have your attention, I do believe you fine gentlemen are going to hear me out.
[An Imperial Fist raises his bolter at BC] Don't tell me you've forgotten your manners. [The bolter is replaced with a large bouquet of yellow flowers]

*Knarloc steps on me and smashes me into the floor*
*faintly*
Gak...

*rock falls down and crushes Imperial Fist*
*lands on top of the rock*

OOC: For those who can't tell, this is the Dig Dug character. I had only the barest memory of what he looked like, and this picture is sadly missing his blaster, but here he is.

OOC Goddamit 2BJ...

Bic *Stabs at Knarloc with knife*

*It roars and gets off of WK*

*Continues stabbing at it*

*To Yarrick*

Who ever said this was a date night? I thought it was just me saying thank you...

*Gets flung off the Knarloc*

Ow.

*dead*

 War Kitten wrote:
*dead*

OOC Goddammit WK...Now we're all going to lose our characters because Marla is going to rip out our colons from our throats...

Bic *Still struggling with Knarloc*