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*Watches hounds disappear sheaths sword and finds a chair to begin dressing my wounds*

OOC: Oh for sure man anything from Cthulhu mythos is insane. Most of us would just go insane from seeing you!

*Eye lids close*

*Black smoke oozes out of wound in both arm and chest*

*Wound infects beyond capabilities of medics*

*Opens eyes slightly*

*Reaches out to strokeYarricks face, but hand falls down before contact is made*

Ooc: you forgot something

OOC OH FETH YOUR STILL CHANTING SOME GAK

Ooc .... Not good

Bic

*shimmers gold for a second then light disappears again but not before leaving a single blessed sword of impossible lightness and strengh stuck in a large lump of cheese and butter *

*A long drawn out sigh, when I remember MHF*

I better get paid for this gak...

*Slowly rises pulls sword out and begins limping to the floating form of MHF*

~It's too late mortals~

*Chanting climaxes and Farage is blown to pieces*
*I portal to the warp has opened*

~Bare witness to the destructive power of the dark Gods!~

*Daemons flood out of the portal*

~Now I may retake my true form~

*Shadows pull together, constructing the majestic figure of a keeper of secrets*

*Oh and Farage appears as a ghost*

W-what's going on... *Dazed*

[Catches Vanden's hand] Not like this..
[Curses and begins praying]

[BC and Kimmy return, and kneel down nearby as well] [Kimmy concentrates and slows Vanden's heart rate so that the blood loss and infection are far slower]

Ooc: Well done though, blackjack. One of my favourite authors as well, though the Hounds aren't strictly Lovecraft. I once had opportunity to pay respects and leave flowers at HPL's grave in Providence, it was a beautiful place.

*Another long drawn out sigh*

Well come on bitch...

*Holds ground and summons a purple hourglass symbol which begins shooting lightning at some of the oncoming daemons*

*Amelia stabalises*

*Trots out of the portal*

*Faces MHF and bows*

Mortals. I am your DOOM

Ooc: Plot twist, the headless horseman was Slaanesh all along!

... [Stares in bewilderment at horseman] How does it see where it's going?

I see all mortal.

*Draws sword and charges ZK*

Witcher! Your death comes by my hand!

*Sword catches fire*

[Horseman slams into a force field thrown up by Kimmy at the last second]
I do believe it's fair to allow your opponant to prepare themselves. [Forcefield drops as ZK is given time]

*Rolls eyes*

This is above my fething pay grade...

*Pulls out crossbow and shots a strange green tipped bolt into the Headless horsemens torso*

*Bolt lodges itself in chest*

Ahahahahahahahaha...

*Breaks bolt and dismounts horse*

I believe I owe you a chance Witcher. You have earned it.

*Enters a duelists pose and waits for ZK*

*crashes through the ceiling in a drop pod and lands on Vanden, crushing him/her/it*
FOR THE EMPEROR!

*Limps a few paces away from the horsemen and casts a sign which summons a strange crackling gold energy which begins to orbit me*

See what you can do...

*Throws a wave of force before I rain a series of quick slashes with my silver blade on your right side (Side your holding your head I guess?)*

OOC: had to put this here...

[Medics gather up Marla and Vanden and head to barracks hospital] [Follows with BC and Kimmy]
[Turns head to see a familiar blue blur sneaking out of the portal and vanishing into butter tank] Hm.

[Rests in hospital with others, and gets treatment for burns, electrocution and smoke inhalation] [Falls quietly asleep beside Amelia's bed]

 War Kitten wrote:
*crashes through the ceiling in a drop pod and lands on Vanden, crushing him/her/it*
FOR THE EMPEROR!

OOC *Facepalm*

Bic *Turns to dust and reappears behind WK*

Ahahahahaha...Petty mortal. You cannot fathom what I am.

*Swipes sword that changes density to pass through WK's armour, then change density again once it passes the Power Armour*

*As Nigel's ghost*
Booger me! Am I... Dead?

*As KoS*
~What a nice little tank you have there, it would be a shame if I were to say... Tear it apart~
*Laughs insanely as BC's tank is torn to pieces*

 Sgt. Vanden wrote:

 War Kitten wrote:
*crashes through the ceiling in a drop pod and lands on Vanden, crushing him/her/it*
FOR THE EMPEROR!

OOC *Facepalm*

Bic *Turns to dust and reappears behind WK*

Ahahahahaha...Petty mortal. You cannot fathom what I am.

*Swipes sword that changes density to pass through WK's armour, then change density again once it passes the Power Armour*

OOC:

BIC:
*spins around Vanden's blade before blasting him in the face with combi-flamer*
FEEL THE WRATH OF THE EMPEROR'S CHOSEN!

[Butter Tank remains intact] [Butter tank beeps angrily and tirns to face the KoS, explaining in binary exactly what it can do with its other two arms, before trundling away]

Ooc: Butter tank is the lower (sentient) half of this avatar, it gets plot armor. Yarrick's Baneblade, all other tanks etc are likely fair game.

*Laughs as fire engulfs body*

*Fire twists and forms into body*

Fool, you cannot damage the embodyment of death. I have taken the soul of your Emperor, and I shall do the same to you.

*Swipes again at WK*

 Sgt. Vanden wrote:
*Laughs as fire engulfs body*

*Fire twists and forms into body*

Fool, you cannot damage the embodyment of death. I have taken the soul of your Emperor, and I shall do the same to you.

*Swipes again at WK*

*rolls between Vanden's legs before kicking him solidly in the crotch*
NONE CAN STOP THE CRUSADE OF THE RIGHTEOUS!

*Laughs*

I am no creature of flesh. Such action does nothing but stem my anger for all things living.

*Puts pumpkin back on neck and it attaches*

*Swipes once more*

 Buttery Commissar wrote:
[Butter Tank remains intact] [Butter tank beeps angrily and tirns to face the KoS, explaining in binary exactly what it can do with its other two arms, before trundling away]

Ooc: Butter tank is the lower (sentient) half of this avatar, it gets plot armor. Yarrick's Baneblade, all other tanks etc are likely fair game.

Ooc: didn't mean to harm your butter tank (or did I...), punish the KoS how you see fit for scratching your tank. Meanwhile I am going to head to bed, have fun with your daemonic invasion.

 Sgt. Vanden wrote:
*Laughs*

I am no creature of flesh. Such action does nothing but stem my anger for all things living.

*Puts pumpkin back on neck and it attaches*

*Swipes once more*

*slaps aside Vanden's attack contemptuously*
MY GRANDMOTHER HITS HARDER THAN YOU!

I took her soul too. She was a feisty one.

*Grabs WK by the throat and throws him across room*

I grow tired of your shenanigans.

*I get pulled by a armored hand into a portal*

OOC: I shall return.