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Gah. So close, yet so far..
Oh great and mighty Sly..Tell us of your knowledge of coconuts!
We require enlightenment.
We require enlightenment.
Oh, silly Sly.
One does not simply understand coconuts.
One does not simply understand coconuts.
The small detachment of terminators from Righteous Vengeance stood in complete and utter silence. They all turned to look in unison at the sound of doors opening and massive feet falling against the floor of the hangar. They made no change in body language, but Kallius himself was having a hard time containing his joy. He had recognized the venerable dreadnaught the second he had laid eyes on him. Head Chaplain Arthus had been the subject of many a tall tale told within the mess halls of the many ships that Kallius and his brothers had travelled on. They said that when he was a Space Marine, he had killed a Greater Daemon with only his hands and survived in the Warp for an eternity, wielding only his wit as a weapon. Of course, these were just stories. But some of them were true, so Kallius had been told. When the dreadnaught began to sing hymns to the Emperor, Kallius had to resist ever fiber in his body not to join in. The words were as inspiring as if they had been sung by the Primarch himself.
Kallius Antio finally turned away from Arthus when the inquisitor finally arrived to brief them. At the mention of a Warlord class Titan, Kallius closed his eyes and brought up the mental pictures he had of a Titan he had seen after a rather massive and intense battle against the Tyranids. He hadn’t been lucky enough to see it fight, but he had heard that the Titan had been the reason for their victory against the hordes of bugs. At the mention of the Tau, Kallius’s spirits darkened. When they were told that the Xenos would be left alive, Kallius and his men had joined in on the mutterings of heresy. The High Inquisitor apparently believed his word above that of the sacred Codex, written by the Primarch of the Ultramarines. Kallius kept this to himself, however, and listened to the rest of the briefing.”The slaying of heretics and mutants shall be a start to the amendment of this heresy.” Kallius agreed.
Righteous Vengeance, seeing the briefing ended, gathered together to the side. They began to mutter prayers to the God-Emperor, apologizing for the heresy they were being forced to commit by not killing the Xeno scum.
Kallius Antio finally turned away from Arthus when the inquisitor finally arrived to brief them. At the mention of a Warlord class Titan, Kallius closed his eyes and brought up the mental pictures he had of a Titan he had seen after a rather massive and intense battle against the Tyranids. He hadn’t been lucky enough to see it fight, but he had heard that the Titan had been the reason for their victory against the hordes of bugs. At the mention of the Tau, Kallius’s spirits darkened. When they were told that the Xenos would be left alive, Kallius and his men had joined in on the mutterings of heresy. The High Inquisitor apparently believed his word above that of the sacred Codex, written by the Primarch of the Ultramarines. Kallius kept this to himself, however, and listened to the rest of the briefing.”The slaying of heretics and mutants shall be a start to the amendment of this heresy.” Kallius agreed.
Righteous Vengeance, seeing the briefing ended, gathered together to the side. They began to mutter prayers to the God-Emperor, apologizing for the heresy they were being forced to commit by not killing the Xeno scum.
I double lol'd.
I've just been a bit busy, that's all. I was going to post some time today, but right now works I suppose.
The constant thwacking sound echoing down the sleeping quarter of the prison was going to give Dark Matter a migraine. The dark as night figure rolled over in his bed on the top bunk, slamming a pillow over the top of his head, growling loudly. That boy was at it again, wasn’t he? Dark flung his body back to the opposite side of the bed and closed his large white eyes shut, attempting to ignore the constant sound. Then a new sound entered his ears, and Dark Matter opened a single eye and sat up. He strained, trying to pick out the clutter of sounds coming down the hall. Boots. The guards were coming. Dark Matter flung his legs over the side of the bed at the familiar hissing of the doorway in the hall. Then came the sound of a loud thump. The guards must have thrown something in, but what? When Dark Matter heard the sound of a feminine voice calling out curses, it all became clear to him.
The dark creature dropped to the floor of the room and moved over to a pile of ragged clothes on the floor. He pulled the battered blue jeans and worn grey hooded jacket on slowly and methodically. Dark ruffled his black hair a bit before stepping outside the room and turning down the hall. He exited the room just in time to see a second person thrown into the living room, but this one wasn’t moving. The boy’s breathing told Dark he must be unconscious. As Dark strode into the living room, he stood out of his usual hunch to his full height of 5’7, not a very imposing sight without his wings outstretched. Dark ran a clawed finger across the wall as he walked over and took a seat on one of the chairs in the living space.”Who’s the new meat?” He said with a malicious grin, which served only to show his sharpened teeth. He wasn’t feeling any happiness, but Dark believed that faking sadism would allow him to expose the new comer of her fear, if she indeed felt any.
The monster doubted it, though. This girl looked like some kind of demon. Dark glanced up as one of the least sane of the bunch skipped into the room like she was in some kind of meadow. She was humming some horribly happy tune it made Dark Matter sick. He wanted to pull the girl’s tongue out, but she’d probably enjoy it. Dark’s eyes left Sam and towards the door, when Elizabeth walked in. Dark Matter felt his anger subside slightly at the sight of her. At least he could count on her to actually be aware of their surrounding, unlike so many of the other experiments.
The dark creature dropped to the floor of the room and moved over to a pile of ragged clothes on the floor. He pulled the battered blue jeans and worn grey hooded jacket on slowly and methodically. Dark ruffled his black hair a bit before stepping outside the room and turning down the hall. He exited the room just in time to see a second person thrown into the living room, but this one wasn’t moving. The boy’s breathing told Dark he must be unconscious. As Dark strode into the living room, he stood out of his usual hunch to his full height of 5’7, not a very imposing sight without his wings outstretched. Dark ran a clawed finger across the wall as he walked over and took a seat on one of the chairs in the living space.”Who’s the new meat?” He said with a malicious grin, which served only to show his sharpened teeth. He wasn’t feeling any happiness, but Dark believed that faking sadism would allow him to expose the new comer of her fear, if she indeed felt any.
The monster doubted it, though. This girl looked like some kind of demon. Dark glanced up as one of the least sane of the bunch skipped into the room like she was in some kind of meadow. She was humming some horribly happy tune it made Dark Matter sick. He wanted to pull the girl’s tongue out, but she’d probably enjoy it. Dark’s eyes left Sam and towards the door, when Elizabeth walked in. Dark Matter felt his anger subside slightly at the sight of her. At least he could count on her to actually be aware of their surrounding, unlike so many of the other experiments.
Psst. Jasonnn. Your CS says that Jason has been in the facility for ten years. Was he being dragged back from like, an experiment?
Woo!
But..Lyra typo'd..And it looks like..
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