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Hey dacha, this thread was around a long tilapia ago, but was locked because of methul bokses. So behave, be your avatar, and HAVE FUN! or I kill you!

Tyranids.. Tyranids,, Tyranids in Platforms...

Surprise * eats sing your life's alarm clock.*

A revival of this thread? Yay! *Jumps up and down with cat-walrus hapiness and breaks a small crater into the floor*

A cat lost in the Arctic...must have some serious survival skills. *put the cat in his warm backpack* Now cat...where's the enemy?

You look unusual... Human.

YOU look shiny.

NIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIDS!!! *Charges the Tyranid while dragging Guardsman Bob with him*

Ahhhh!!
wait,
*burrows into the ground and out of sight.

Should I tell you that alarm clock was actually a melta bomb?

*KABOOM*
* mushroom cloud*
* claws way out of hole in the ground and collapses*
ow.

INCOMI- *lands on shrouded lord*
Ow.

It's so cute...
*swallows shaven lord whole*
taste kinda like... Cat!
*vommits shaven lord*
IM ALLERGIC!!
* puffs up*

*tap* It's so round...
*tap* It's a toy!

*begins chasing shrouded lord around*

I am so happy I could change and change and change and change and change and change and change and change and change and change and change and change and change

I like spikes.

Do you, now?

* eats suddenly appearing antidote... Thingy*
*turns to skavenlord*
who you gonna call?

GHOSTBUSTERS!
*Ghostbusters smash through a wall*

I'm not a ghost...
* ghost busters smash through the same wall on their way out*

Tyranid, do, not, hurt, animals!

Or else?

Wait, aren't you allergic?

*Wakes up in the snow*

Hate when I blow up.

*dusts self off*

It's a good thing I'm indestructible.

*Looks at the slime covered cat thing* Eh...what happened to you?

If I touch you with my scything talon, nothing happens. *skavenlord pokes in the face*
*puffs up again*
Fuu....

*Turns to Guardsman Bob*
It's a long story.

Why is bob indestructible? Is it his glasses?
*pats bob on the shoulder* me an' ol' bobyoh here, we go back a long way. Did he ever tell you about the time he arm wrestled an ork, but then he put on powa Klaw and was sick! Did you ever finish that, bobyoh?
*sigh*
good times, good times.
*looks around* now where did that witch/wizard go, she/he looked tasty.

Ooh! Sounds interesting! *vomits a campfire for dramatic atmosphere*
Please! Do tell!

*coils up likea snake*
! Tell, bob, tell!

*Builds a snow Ork around 12' tall*

So there once was this one ork, who pissed off someone that's not important right now. The ork got his arm cut off, and had it replaced with the biggest, shiniest power klaw you'd ever seen. I think they took it off a deff dread, A GOLDEN DEFF DREAD. Yeah, it was a golden arm.

So, after seeing this, I walk up to the ork. Lookin' it in them beady lil' eyes, I set down a table, and put my powerfist clad hand down.

"Betcha you're power klaw I can beat you in an arm wrestlin' contest"

And the rest is history.